feeling the warm piss from her body and seeing mine drip through that most coveted part of hers… but soon, all too soon, our bladders were empty and the thrill faded.
Maree switched on the taps and rinsed the piss out of the tub before putting in the plug and filling it halfway with hot water. We sat down then and helped each other to lather up. The golden shower had been the entree. Now we restrained ourselves only because we knew we had all the time in the world, all the conveniences, and on top of that we wanted to tease ourselves into a higher state of lust. It wasn't easy, though, especially when she soaped up her big tits routinely, just as she'd been doing for years. The sensual sheen of her flesh, the blobs of soap suspended from her nipples, watching her wash her face like a little girl, all that made my cock stick out of the water like a buoy. When she wanted her back washed she turned her back to me and got down on all fours so I could do her ass too. This was where the teasing almost got out of control. I lodged my cock vertically against the split of her big buns and wiped her back down with a washcloth, moving my dick as the cloth moved. She started to push back into me, daring me to go further, to take her from behind. By the time I'd lathered down to the small of her back my knob was awfully close to her asshole, and the temptation was balanced only by the certainty that she wouldn't welcome a cock up that particular orifice. No, hold on a bit longer, I told myself. I wanted to fuck her up the ass but to do it I would have to choose the right time.
So I backed off and washed her ass very carefully, shoving the washcloth up her anus with one finger and evoking squeals from the girl. There was much that I could teach her about sex and I planned to give her a crash course. Already she'd discovered that a finger up the ass can be fun. In the bedroom I would show her that quantity in that department was quality. When she did my back there was no reticence, although she did run the tip of her finger curiously over my sphincter muscles. I groaned to tell her how good that felt, but she withdrew it quickly and turned her attention to my balls.
After rinsing each part of our bodies very carefully we got out of the tub and dried ourselves down in front of the big mirrors. 'Do you really think they believe I'm your daughter?' Maree asked.
'It doesn't really make any difference. Even if we had produced birth certificates and photographic evidence, they'd think I was screwing you by now. You're irresistible, that's the point.'
'Oh, that's nice of you to say,' she said. We were clean, dry, and ready except for our hair. Maree had a blow dryer in her case and we sat on the bed with it. She did mine and then her own, and when that was done she said with an impish smile: 'You know what I do with this machine sometimes? I get off with it. No, don't laugh, it's true. Only don't tell anyone. Look, I'll show you.' She directed the stream of warm air to her tits and turned the thing on full blast A high-pitched whine accompanied the blast of air and I could imagine what the people in the next room were thinking: vibrator! Well, they weren't far wrong. The stream of warm air made her nipples stand up and already she was less occupied with showing me than doing it to herself. Now the stream moved downward, her legs opened wide, her free hand parted the labia, and now the hot air blasted away at her clitoris without obstruction. I could only sit by and watch with envy. Women had so many ingenious ways of jerking off whereas, men were more or less confined to the old fist. There she went, going limp, moaning slightly, her hips bucking erratically, until suddenly she snapped taut like a drawn rope, and then relaxed completely.
'Isn't that awful of me?' she laughed when she turned the machine off. 'It's dangerous, too, I could get a shock from it or something. But it's so nice that I can't resist it.'
'Come here,' was all I said. Her pussy was still hot from the dryer, but hardly dry. Trickles of whitish ooze appeared as soon as I opened her up, and my tongue quickly flicked left and right to get it all. Maree lay back, her head high on a mound of pillows, her hands idly caressing the tips of her tits. She knew how to luxuriate, that girl. Her legs were drawn up wide apart and her eyes were half closed, there was nothing she had to do but to let me eat her. And as I burrowed into that teenage cunt and drank her ample juices and nibbled her clitoris and did all the other things women are fond of, she drifted away into a voluptuous doze, moaning softly, pinching her nipples. The most effortful thing she did was to lift both her tits up to her lips and kiss the nipples. But that exhausted her. She reclined once more and let me push her into dreamland.
What a cunt! It felt meaty in my mouth, plump as a pheasant, and the fluids drooling from it were like a side dish of olives. The tart fragrance of her cunt had to be breathed right in to be savored, the way one does with a good cigarette. And the silken texture of her inner thighs, with those little chicken bones at either side of her cunt, kept my hands abuzz with sensual experiences. For most of the time I was too intent on eating her to give my eyes a chance. All they saw was dark pubic hair. But now and then I drew back to check on her condition and to take in the fleshy vista of her pussy while it was so wide open and gloriously wet. It was, I discovered, the best angle to view Maree from. When she was dressed she was just attractive and busty, a self-assured school girl who would soon be a ball buster of the first order with dozens of rejected lovers bobbing in her wake. But from here the first thing one saw was her was her cunt, the slash of womanhood, an eternal reminder that her center of gravity lay not in her looks, her mind, or her tits, but right between her legs. Her cunt was the sun, and every other part of her merely revolved about it, no matter how hard she might pretend to be something other than mortal. And this little shrine would see many worshippers, all of whom would be pre-dated by me! That gave me grim satisfaction. This cunt that secreted its nectar into my mouth now would entertain all kinds of men in the future, but none of them would know how it had once been. The eighteen-year-old mystique. They would fantasize but I would know, and there would be moments when her peculiar taste would repeat on me, or her perfume would be revived by another. Yes, I had arrived.
Another bite, another nibble, licking her clitoris with strong pressure, sucking her juices out noisily, nudging her cunt with my nose while my tongue flicked at her asshole-did she like it? It was hard to tell. I eased my hands up under her buns and lifted her up to get a better shot at her puckered little hole. Now the tip of my tongue pressed down on her anus directly, and her only response was to part her legs a bit further. Thus encouraged, I parted her cheeks with both hands and pushed my tongue deeper up that musky, nervously tight orifice, dipping it in and out like a little wet cock. 'Oooooohhhh Jeeeeesus!' I heard her moan. My nose pushed hard against her cunt and my jaws ached with the effort of keeping my tongue extended, but nothing could stop me. I tongue-fucked her until I was sure she recognized her asshole as being an erogenous zone. And to make doubly sure I had her roll over on her belly. Then, holding her ass wide open, I lay face down on her and licked her split until she was writhing in ecstasy. So was I. Her ass exercised a strong fascination over me. Those bulbous, firm cheeks were utterly squeezable, and her asshole was unbelievably soft to the touch. Each time my tongue dug into her tight tunnel it was like entering a pit of wet silk, and then to feel her delicate tremors, and to hear her small cries of astonishment and bliss, was like a bonus on top of a bonus. I made love to her in that fashion until I really couldn't keep my mouth open another second.
'Get on top,' I told her. Moving in a trance the girl came over to me and squatted over my erect cock. I held it in place as she eased her cunt hole over it. She was wet and wide open, there was no difficulty in getting to the bottom of her, and once we were connected she lay down on top of me. My hands were on her relaxed buns, feeling the deep quivers that ran through the mounds of flesh each time she pushed down on me. One finger held my cock in place in case she moved too impetuously. And another finger idly traced the perimeter of her asshole, innocuously, absently, not intending anything; until she was sufficiently distracted. Then that finger quickly pushed past the elastic barriers and lodged itself securely inside her ass.
Maree didn't mind. Perhaps she didn't notice. She had her arms wrapped about my neck and was kissing my face languidly while she undulated her body to send my cock in and out of her squelching pussy with a steady rhythm. I kept my finger in the one place so that her every movement caused her asshole to stretch against it. Without her knowing it, I was loosening her muscles, opening her up for my own evil purposes. Cunt fucking was pleasant, my favorite, but the time was right for a more piquant treat. And if I did it right she would love it.
'Oh Joe!' she moaned, twisting about on top of me. 'I'm going to come, Joe. Hold me tight, it feels so weird. Oh dear… oh my God, what's happening down there-Joe!Hold me, ooohhh nooooo, oh-oh-oh yeeessssssss, fuck me now, hard, hard, yesssss, give it to me, oh yes, that's it,I'm coming, I'm aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…' A frantic gallop brought her undone all over me. Sweat welded our bodies together, her cunt juices were slopping about all over the place, and my finger was scooping it up to smear it into her asshole. 'Oh Joe, that was beautiful!' she sighed. 'But am I making it good for you?'
'Just relax,' I said soothingly. 'Go on, get off me for a while, take a break, that's it, lie on your belly. Now don't move. This may hurt very briefly but then you'll love it.' She was too far gone to take heed of my words. I grabbed a couple of pillows and stuffed them under her belly so that her ass was high up. Her ass looked succulent from that angle, and when I parted her cheeks once more she let out a sigh of pleasure and rested her face on her arms as though she was going to nod out. I pushed my knob at her asshole and let it rest there for a moment.
