0 comments/ 11118 views/ 0 favorites April Showers By: wintersdrkheart All hot and wanting, you have been waiting for me. I have been out of town for a while. Oh how you have missed my hands teasing and playing with the tender flesh of your body. You sit on the couch…watching one of you my movies. Wearing an over-sized t-shirt, socks, and a tiny pink thong. You shaved smooth, the way you know I like it, yesterday while you bathed. You watch the couple on t.v. a hard body young stud is putting a petite little blonde to the test. As you watch, you legs part slightly. As your mouth begins to water. You think of the way my body presses into yours when we are joined as one. Your hand begins to dip slowly lower. Your fingers finding the right spots to touch. Your hands caress and squeeze your breast together. Fingers finding your already hardening nipples beneath your t-shirt. The fabric of the shirt adding to the texture upon your skin. You eyes still watching the young couple, you pinch your nipple as you see the young man take her nipple into his mouth as his continues to feel her completely with his steely manhood. Your hands slide further down your body, to begin to lightly stroke yourself through the fabric of the lacy lil thong. Its silky texture playing havoc with your smoov skin. You sigh, thinking of how I love to rub you this way, while I kissed you deeply. I slight moans escapes your lips as you dip a finger inside your panties as I so often done. Your legs spread wide now, you have a finger caressing your clitty while your other hand is still caress your breast and nipples in turn. Never missing a beat your body is on autopilot, your ache and need control you as your hips begin to rock in time with your moving fingers. Now having two of them so deep within your core. The wetness of your play coating your fingers to glide faster and faster inside you. You slide your fingers out and upward to wet your stiff lil clit. You cry out as the shockingly good feeling. You grind your hips upward as your fingers again find your hole. Now flowing freely with your juices. You pump your hands faster and faster, feeling your releasing coming closer and closer. So hot are you that you scream your climax and lay back on the couch in blissful release. Sweet sweat beading your brow, you close your legs and squeeze them tightly together. Trying to feel more of the pulsing rhythm that burns deeply within you. You feel the burning need to be fulfilled. Wanting me home and knowing that it will be days more til the weekend and I return. You stand weakly and make your way over to the tv, hitting the button to turn it off, not even bothering to turn off the vcr. Up the stairs you go, to our bed room. U undress in the room as you make your way to out private bathroom. You start the shower and pull the curtain as you pull the glass door closed behind you. You begin to wash away the sweat, and the sweet essence of playing without me. Missing me more and more as you touch yourself a little more intimately. You cover your body in warm, rich lather and step under the spray to wash your hair. You close your eyes as you step under the spray of steamy water. Feeling the water caress every inch of your aroused body. Your hands again go to your mound. You need another release. You part your legs a little and begin to touch and tease your still sensitive clit. When your fingers find your insides your head leans forward and you moan. You begin to cry, longing for my touch. And then your feel an arm wrap around you. A and glides over yours. Fingers replacing your own. You jump in a start. You are scared as you try to turn your head and see who has begun touching you so. But, he does not allow you to turn your head One hand and wrap your hair around it, to kiss you lightly upon the back of your neck. A tongue swirls lightly. Then a kiss on that lil bit of bone that juts out. Caressing it with the tip of a knowing tongue. Then kiss’s it with a hot mouth. Fingers tickle your kitty and your mind races at such a knowing touch. How u want this intruder to be me. A hand caresses your raging body and your body wants to be filled so badly. You bend forward. Wanting to have the hardness that is pressed against your butt deep inside your hot and want kitty. And as you think the thought, you feel a hardness begin to slide inside you. U shake your head at the wonderous filling shaft of flesh that fills your body unlike anything you have ever felt. You think that you don’t want this to happen. How could your body be betraying our love, our love-making. But on your body goes. As two bodies join as one and move in time together. Harder the intruder begins to pound, forcing your hands to go to the tiled wall in front of you. You push against the wall so that you can push your hips back harder against the meat, your hungry kitty is consuming without your permission. Higher and higher you climb. Your knees shake as the feeling comes from deep within your body. You cry out as you feel the hot wet load, fired into you hungry core. You feel the intruder sliding from your body. Weak and not wanting to see who it was, you stand there, sobbing lightly. Two hands touch your shoulders, and pull u from the wall. You are turn swiftly and a hand takes your chin in hand. Your head is raised. You look down, and see the hardness of the intruder still tight and ready for you. You shake your head, not want to do more when you are facing such a betrayal by your body. A kiss upon your forehead, tells you he wants you again. Your head is lifted once more. Your eyes slowly open….. Through the steam you look as though you dream. You see my face and think you have gone mad. I smile at you and take you into my arms. I hold you close and whisper your name. You hear my voice and I reach around you and turn off the water. “I’m home my sweet one, and I see you have missed me as much as I have missed you.” April Showers The dark clouds began to form and the air grew heavy as I stepped off the streetcar, a spring thunderstorm was on its way. The wind gusted, lifting the skirt of the woman in front of me. Her perfect brown legs made time slow to a crawl as the wind push her skirt high enough to offer a hint of her purple lace panties. I looked up to the skies above and silently thanked them for the little joy it had brought. It had been a long winter and even a faint glimpse of hope was welcome these days. The smell of lilac trees opening up to greet the coming rain sent me into a lighter state of being. The first heavy drops started hitting the pavement as I climbed my front steps, kicking up the dust and cooling the air. The rumble of thunder came from the distance. Casting off my backpack on the couch, I opened up the windows to listen to the storm and stepped into the kitchen to put the kettle on, warming my hands above the stove. Flashes of lightning sparked across the kitchen and the drapes danced with every burst of wind. A series of loud knocks came from the front door and it opened, there stood Sarah a good old friend pulling her bike into the front room. "Hello," she called out, "are you home?" "In the kitchen making tea, do you want a cup too?" "I would love one but make it big!" She walked into the kitchen soaked top to bottom, her white cycling dress betrayed the colour of her body and her nipples stood out. The fabric fell tightly on her hips and down past her legs, where the goose pimples started to raise. "I am freezing, do you have any towels? Your floor is soaking," she said.. "Don't worry about. go warm yourself up in the shower now or you'll get a cold." "Thank you," she said and her head bowed down "are you sure?" "Yes go, warm yourself up, I'll grab some clothes and put those in the dryer for you." "Thank you, I wasn't prepared for the rain, and your place was so close by. I hope you don't mind." '"Never, come stay for dinner, I'll whip up some penne arrabiata. Then we can throw in a movie or something." "That is the best offer I have had in months." She slowly took off her boots and peeled off her socks, revealing skin white as milk. She turned and headed towards the shower, leaving me to watch her from behind. The door closed, my heart sank and my head turned back to the stove. We had been friends for such a long time, so many good times and bad, yet still always friends. With a body and a mind like that, it was sometimes too much for a man to bear. With the tea steeped and dinner almost ready, I had distracted myself enough with dinner preps that I had forgotten to bring her dry clothes. "Do have a sweater or something for me?" "Shit, give me a minute. My favourite old cable knit is at your service and here are my running pants. Trade you wet for dry?" The bathroom door opened and her hand reached out to mine while the other loosely guarded her towel. My heart skipped a beat as we brushed skin and our eyes met. Maybe it was the hot shower but she blushed and then her head bowed again. "I'll grab the duvet for you and meet you in the living room, dinner is served." "Do you have any wine? I could use a glass, it has been such a shit show of a day." She walked out into the kitchen drying her hair. "Grab whatever you want from the wine rack." "Even the good stuff?" "Knock yourself out, there is a good spicy Rioja that would go great with dinner." "Perfect." We made quick work of dinner on the couch and forgot about the movie entirely talking about her day, my day, the long hard solemn winter and of our mutual love of lilacs. As the conversation went on, she moved closer and closer until the smell of her body lifted came over me, making it impossible to think straight. Sensing my weakness, she laid her head on my shoulder, her hand lightly landed on my thigh. "It has been a long time you know." "A long time since what? Since we have seen each other?" "Since anybody has cooked me dinner or let me park my bike in their front room." Her hand moved up my thigh, her touch grew warmer and stronger. I pulled the duvet over my lap and we inched even closer together. Her light blue eyes looked up at mine and the final few inches that separated us disappeared until the soft heat of her lips touched mine. They softly whispered a thank you. The first kiss was light, only a hint of her intentions but on the second I drew her lips onto mine to let her know that I wanted more. Her breath smelt of roses and her hand moved up to gently caress my face. I worked my hand under my old sweater and explored her soft back. Enjoying every inch, every valley, she sighed and moved her body upright as my fingers reached her shoulder blades. "Is it okay?" she asked shyly. I chose not to say a word and instead ran my fingers through her hair, once again bringing her lips close and her body closer. Her hand moved back down from my face to my shirt and began lifting it. I followed her lead and lifted the cable knit sweater. Our bodies melted together, her skin cold at first warmed up quickly as her breasts pressed into my chest. My heart beat faster and hers began to move in sync. I pulled my hands down to her hips and gently grabbed her butt. She sighed deeply and let her head fall back to expose her neck and chest. My lips obliged. There is no greater joy than a new body to explore and this one I was going to enjoy every minute detail of. When I reached her erect pink nipples, she greeted me with another sigh. Her hands could only lightly hold me now, her body gave way and I let her fall to the couch. Working my way to the bottom edge of her breasts, the scent of lilac came over us and her body once again began to erupt in goose bumps. The first time I came close to her sex, she jumped and let out a small yelp. It had been a long time. For a moment I thought she whispered no, but on the second approach I let my lips trace their way along the valley where her legs met her hips, I blew warm air on her skin and she exhaled. Every time I teased her vulva, she jumped a little. My hands once again caressed her back and she arched to escape them, lifting her body away but bringing my lips closer to her sex. I darted my tongue in and out of her in concert with her sounds and letting her rocking hips to try and catch me. With every pulse she pressed harder, until I let my tongue run inside of her up the length of her sex. Her scent filling my nose with such pleasures, it called me closer. She moaned with delight as we repeated the dance several times and then gestured for me to kiss her on the lips. Her blue eyes reached straight into mine, telling me it was time. We exchanged tastes, her tongue explored my mouth and her legs slowly positioned themselves around my hips. We lifted each other off the couch for a moment to let our pants fall away and she pushed me back onto the couch. Running her hair and lips across my chest, she cast off the duvet and moved on top. Slowly pushing me in, her hips opened up until our bodies became one. We kissed for a few moments more and then she let her long blonde hair caress my face as she navigated my neck. She lifted her head up and looked me in the eyes and smiled. Her hips began to take me deeper, her body began to sweat and she increased the pace. I grabbed her behind and pressed her deeper until her pupils flared, her animal side was coming out and she took me even faster. The smell of her body in full heat triggered something in me too and I swung myself on top of her. Her wild blue eyes glared at me, she must have been close. We began to pulse faster and faster, her fingers dug into my back and I tried to hold on. This time she moved her fingers onto my butt and pulled me closer, her nails like fire as they pressed in. There was no escaping it, I was coming, the first grunt came out and she groaned, her sex clenched tight around me. It was the final clasp and I let myself go inside of her as she began to convulse and groan louder until she finished just a few seconds after me. Then her head turned away, exposing her neck. I indulged as her eyes closed and her hands loosened their grip. We embraced tightly and her fingers slowly began to loosen their grip until we fell asleep on the couch intertwined under the duvet that I had pulled up over us, covering everything but her gorgeous long legs. I dozed off still letting my hand explore, her body still making little jumps as each wave of her orgasm subsided. The rain had stopped and a shaft of light warmed us as we slept, our bodies perfectly wrapped together into one form. From time to time she turned her neck to give me a kiss from those sweet soft pink lips. "Feel like a movie?" "No I don't want to have to move from here to start up the tv." She kissed me again and reached back, bringing my body closer to hers."Perhaps," she whispered, "we could start something else." The End. April Showers We had been working out in my yard that day, mowing, trimming the hedges, weeding. We were to be at my cousins for dinner that night, and we just headed out as soon as we were done. We had been together for about 10 months or so, and the sex was still fantastic. So we dragged our stinky butts in to her house. She promptly banished us to her bathroom. A brief moment of awkwardness, and then I laughed. How silly we were, all this nervousness about a shower, considering all the naughty things we had done up to this point, and all the interesting places we had done them in. I pulled him against me, and kissed him. "Let's go, might as well go together, right?" I unbuckled his belt and shimmied his shorts down over his hips and tossed them in a pile on the floor. His boxers, which for once he was wearing, soon followed the same trajectory. He had already been shirtless, saving me a step. He was glowing, sweat pearling on his tanned body. I just wanted to devour him, bit by bit. I shucked my clothes, wanting to get them off as quickly as possible. I grabbed his hand and dragged him in to the shower. Taking a moment, and turning my back, I adjusted the faucet and aimed the shower spray. I felt him stroking my back, not being able to wait even a minute for the touch of my skin. I turned around, chuckling. "Can't wait?" "Nope." "Don't have to anymore." I slicked the water off over his hair, and behind his head, grasping a handful of curls, and dragging his mouth to mine. He thrust his tongue in my mouth, initiating what was by now a familiar dance. I let go of his head and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his body up against mine. I lifted my leg and wrapped it around his hip, circling around his back. I have very long legs. He ground against me, but not pushing yet. I fell back against the wall and, broke our embrace. "Not yet." I grabbed the shampoo bottle and poured some in to my hand. I pulled his head to me and rubbed it in, pulling the slipperiness down through the curls to the ends of his hair. I rubbed his skull with my fingertips, lightly scraping my nails in. He loved this. He arched his back, giving me a better access I worked up a nice foamy lather and tipped his head in to the spray to rinse. I let the water run over his head, washing away the shampoo, slicking the bubbles over his neck, down the muscles of his back, and over the tight curves of his mighty fine ass. I couldn't resist the quickest of gropes, giving the firm mounds a tight squeeze. With all the shampoo gone, I moved on to the washing of his great body. I grabbed one of those poofy scrubbies and and the soap. Rubbing them together, I looked at his face. He was smiling at me, nearly knocking the air out of my lungs. I kissed him as I replaced to soap in the dish. I ran my tongue all along his and made him moan in pleasure. I stepped away deftly, just as he grabbed me, trying to distract me from my task at hand. I ran the scrubbie all along his shoulders, sloping down his tight biceps, and around down to his wrists. I picked up his hand, lightly kissed and nibbled the palm, and washed it very gently. His fingers had always seemed to have a direct route to his cock, so I rinsed his fingers, and sucked his index finger into my mouth, treating his digit to a world class blow job. I had his attention now, let me tell you. I danced out of his reach again, as he tried to grab me and pull me close, but this was such fun, I didn't want the torture to end. I ran the scrubbie down his stomach, swirled it around his half innie, half outtie bellybutton, and around his hips, thus bringing me to my favorite part of his tasty body. No, not that! I love the groves at the bottom of a guys stomach, that lead in to their groin, those muscles that seem to form a vee, just pointing the way to my other favorite part. I dropped to my knees, letting the water course over my head and back, and nibbled those ridges, licking, and stroking with my tongue. His cock bobbed against my cheek, begging for some attention of it's own. I smirked at him, and stood back up. I grasped his shoulder, and turned him around. I started back at the top, stroking down over his shoulders, the strong muscles of his back, his firm ass. I washed each leg, from bottom up, teasing him as I came This close to his package, but never quite getting there. I stood back up, gazed at him. My very own personal Adonis. Hallelujah! I could tell he was trying so hard too be good, and not grab me, bend me over and have at me. Finally I touched him right where he wanted me to. All of his patience, and my hard work paid off. I rubbed the scrubbie over his dark pubes, stroking outward to the head. My hands were very soapy by now, and I smoothed soap over his balls, washing away what was remaining of his self control. He took hold of my arm, and drew me up to face him. He brought my hand up and plucked the scrubbie out of my fingers. "My turn." I saw a very naughty glint in his eyes as he turned me away from him, giving himself full view of my ass. I heard the sponge hit the bottom of the shower with a squishy Plop. Oh, dear. He tilted my head back, rubbing shampoo in to my hair, just as I had done his earlier. I figured he thought that turnaround was fair play. Damnit. I felt his fingers stroking my head, and every touch went straight to my groin. He trailed his fingers over my neck, and rubbed behinds my ears. Moaning, I leaned against him, pressing my ass up against his throbbing cock. I wanted him, needed him. Oh, goodness. The way he knew my body, it should have been illegal. He began to rinse the soap out of my hair, tilting my head back, and slicking the suds over my back. His hands grabbed my ass tight, kneading and grinding himself up against me. I couldn't stand this awful torture any longer. I needed him now. I turned in his arms, and pulled his face to mine. I kissed him long and hard, breathing raggedly, practically panting. I dipped my tongue in his mouth, tasting him, tasting my self. He sucked my tongue the way I sucked his cock. I could feel the moisture dripping out of my pussy, and down my legs. I wrapped my arms around him, and dug my fingernails in to his ass, pulling him tight against my aching body. One of his hands slipped down in between our bodies, and found my swollen nub. He stroked it, flicking over and over, making me whimper. He stopped for a minute, and used his fingers, gathering my juices on his fingers before plunging all four in me. His thumb returned to my clit, picking up a rhythmic beat. Thrust, stroke. Thrust, stroke. I was coming apart at the seams. I lifted one of my legs and wrapped it around his waist, drawing his cock closer to where I wanted it. One moan from me, and he knew what I wanted. With a quick shift of position, he was in me, with fingers still on my clit. One hard thrust and I came, gushing over his cock, and dripping down both of our thighs. He thrust again, sending another wave of ecstasy through my shuddering body. I rested my head against his shoulder, and panted, trying to come back in to my body. I dropped my leg from his hip, and fell back against the tiles of the shower. I looked up in to his laughing eyes. He wanted me from behind. He loved my ass, and the way his balls would slap against my pussy lips when he buried deep in me. I bent at the waist, and grinned at him over my shoulder. "Fuck me, now," I demanded. Thankfully, he obeyed. I don't think that I could have gone to much longer with out his huge cock in me again. He slammed in to me, rough and hard, and I loved it. I knew how worked up he was, and I that he wouldn't last too terribly wrong. He gripped my hips, yanking me up against him. I reached between my thighs, and spread my lips with one hand. I stroked my clit, fast and hard, just like his strokes. I could feel his cock stretching me. I could feel it pulse. He was close. One of his hands reached up and wrapped my hair around one of his fists. Oh God. Yes. I had my head bent back, and came hard and long, tapping my index finger against my twitching clit. With another pounding thrust, he came, filling me with cum. He kept stroking, slowing the tempo bit by bit, letting our bodies recover from the sensual assault. We turned in each others arms, and met with our lips. What a Shower. April Showers My parents are a strange combination of hippie and fundamentalist Christian. They believe in living off the land, in harmony with their surroundings... but they also believe in following the strictest tenants of the church and keep a tight rein on my brothers, sisters, and me. Of course, I have always rebelled, at least as much as you can when you're home-schooled and live in the Oregon wilderness. I often escape my bedroom by climbing onto the roof, shimmying down the large maple tree in the back of the house, and running off into the woods. I'm not afraid of the forest that surrounds our home; I've spent much of my life playing in and around the trees and clearings here, so they are as familiar to me as a favorite park or playground would be to any other kid. A few years ago, I came up with a way to defy one of the most fundamental rules in our house: modesty. In the spring, when the air is warm and even the rain isn't too chilly, I head up into the foothills where you can find one of Oregon's best-kept secrets: natural hot springs. There, I take off all of my clothes and dance in the April showers, as joyful as if I were being baptized all over again. When I am soaking wet and chilled to the bone, I slip into my own little pool for warmth, and spend the day alternating between lounging on a boulder in the cool rain and floating on my back in the hot water. One of the best things about living so close to an active volcanic range is the occurrence of pools of warm-to-hot water, like Mother Nature's version of a hot tub. And even though they are a lot of fun to relax and play in, when you come upon a pool of steaming water, don't jump right in – some hot springs can reach temperatures that could kill you. Instead, test the water to ensure it's not dangerous before you get yourself in trouble. But once you're familiar with your hot spring, you'll find you want to spend all of your time there because it shows you that everything you could possibly want is right there for the taking, if you're only willing to go look for it. This morning over breakfast, my father started talking about my obligation to find someone to marry and start a family of my own. I don't want to do that yet, so it became a HUGE fight, which ended with my father restricting me to my room and my mother trying to make peace between us. At 19, I guess I'm technically old enough to be someone's wife, but I still feel very much like a kid at heart. I'm also not interested in anyone at church. I feel some of the older single men looking at me during services, but the thought of kissing one of them makes my skin crawl. One of my sisters wound up married to a man who is more than 15 years older than she is, and while they have a few adorable children, I see her pull away from him when he pats or touches her and know that I want more for myself. I don't know exactly what I want for myself, however, because I don't really know much about men or the world. And who should be my role models: twin 10-year-old brothers or a dad who takes the Fifth Commandment ("honor thy father and thy mother") to a literal extreme? I'd rather be in the woods by myself, thank you very much. Being grounded to your bedroom does have its advantages, the major one being that nobody will bother checking up on you for hours. Shortly after my breakfast fight with dad, I looked out the window and saw dark, purple-gray clouds on the horizon. A rainstorm was coming! I quickly pulled on a pair of lightweight shorts, my favorite pink tee, and some hiking boots. I tucked a few crackers and a granola bar into my backpack, along with extra socks, a towel, a blanket, and a pullover jacket. I slid open my bedroom window, stepped silently onto the roof, and slid my bedroom window back into place, leaving only the smallest crack open so I could sneak back in. I quickly made my way to the tree and hid in the branches while I surveyed the property. Once I was sure nobody would see me, I dropped onto the soft ground and ran as fast as I could toward the treeline. As soon as I found myself safely inside the shade of the forest, I slowed down. I took deep breaths, enjoying the fresh, mossy smell that comes before the rain, as the plants in this quiet, ancient place prepared to absorb as much life-giving water as they could. I tried to savor my freedom to move in this place, feeling like I belonged here more than I did in my own house, but before I knew it, I was at my hot spring. I had beaten the rain here! That gave me time to secure my belongings so that nothing would get wet. I removed my shoes and socks and tucked them into a crevasse in the boulders near my hot spring. I quickly shucked my clothes, enjoying the sensation of the warm spring air kissing my bare skin. After carefully folding my shorts and shirt, I zipped them into my backpack and placed that on top of my shoes in the dry space that had been carved into the rock. The surface of the dark gray boulders was actually warm from the April sunshine, so I climbed to the top of the lowest one and lounged there, absorbing the heat like a lizard. Against the charcoal color of the rock, my fair skin glowed. I knew my coloring was a contrast to the earth around me – long and thick honey hair flowed to my waist, a perfect match for the small, soft patch that bloomed between my legs. I knew my cheeks would be flushed a rosy pink from the hike up here, but they would be a lighter shade than the heated pink that tipped each of my full, round breasts. I had longer arms and legs than any of my sisters, and when I was alone like this, I would sometimes pretend that I was a wood nymph or some mystical creature, gesturing fluidly as if I were made of magic. My thoughts were interrupted by the first spatter of rainfall against my flesh. Goosebumps raced down my legs and arms, and I felt my nipples harden into pebbles. I leapt to the ground with a laugh as the skies above me opened up. Cool droplets collected in my hair, on my eyelashes, and slowly formed streams and rivulets that coursed from my collarbone down between my breasts, eddying in my belly button before catching on my golden tuft, then at last streaking down my thighs, past my knees, to puddle at my toes. In the downpour, I danced and swirled, giddy as I chanted, "April showers bring May flowers." Exhilarated but cold, I slipped into my hot spring, floating with my eyes closed as cool rain tiptoed across my face. I felt as secure and content as if I were in my bathtub at home... that is, until I heard a splash nearby. Alarmed, I sat up and looked around, at first seeing nothing. Then, with a bunch of bubbles, a man's head suddenly popped up from the water just a few feet away from me, followed by broad bronze shoulders and a very naked chest. Horrified, I realized that I was naked in front of this stranger, and that he was in between me and all of my clothes. I used my hands to cover myself as best as I could. Seeing the expression on my face, the man laughed. He had a warm, throaty chuckle and a gravelly voice. He said, "My name is Ben. I didn't mean to startle you – I just thought that a dip in a hot spring looked like a great idea." My heart was still racing, but he seemed so at ease with the situation that I calmed down a little. I said, "Oh. Um, my name is Holly. I didn't know anyone else knew where this hot spring was – I thought I was alone out here!" Ben laughed again. "I guessed as much after I saw you dancing. You looked so happy, I wanted to join in." Ashamed at being caught, I blushed and lowered my head. I tried to stammer out a reply, something to excuse what he would surely see as my wickedness, but I couldn't think of anything to say. His voice in my ear made me jump. "Don't be embarrassed. You dance beautifully, and you are just exquisite to look at. I thought I was dreaming, and I didn't want to wake up." Charmed but still confused, I looked into his dark eyes, then shivered. There was something in them, something I had never seen before, and it made me nervous. He was handsome in an ordinary way – shaggy brown hair, thick brows, a square jaw with serious five o'clock shadow, and an athletic, healthy, outdoorsy air to him – but there was something out-of-the-ordinary about the intense way he was studying my face. I knew I needed to leave. Not only would I be in a lot of trouble for being naked by myself, if anyone found out I had been naked with a man, it would be a huge scandal. Lamely, I said, "Well, it was nice meeting you. I really ought to go..." His arm snaked around my waist, pulling my hip against his. "No, you really should stay." I struggled to escape, but he caught me in a slippery, wet bear hug and pinned my arms to my sides as I writhed against him. I was terrified and knew that no good could come of this, but the more I slid my soft skin against his, the more confused I became. My whole body was humming, as if delighted by this close contact. What was happening to me? Exhausted, I finally stopped fighting. He simply held me for several long moments, his chest flattening my breasts, his belly pressed against my belly, and I felt something hard and thick rubbing against the center of me. He held my wrists in one hand behind my back and turned me slightly away from him, then reached down and brushed the knuckles of his other hand against my nipple. My whole body convulsed with the pleasure of it. I pleaded with him to stop. "Please, please Ben. I – I – I – my parents will be so mad. I'm not supposed to be out here, and... This isn't right!" Ben tweaked my nipple, pulling lightly as he rolled it between his fingers. I trembled and moaned. He said, "Have you ever thought that maybe your parents aren't right, that there's more to nature than what they seem to see?" Shocked that he could guess my thoughts, I nodded. That was part of the reason I liked to escape out here, where things seemed so clear and there weren't so many rules that made no sense to me. Out here, the only rules that mattered were natural ones, like knowing the difference between salmon berries (tart but edible) and nightshade (deadly). But things didn't seem clear to me now, and the feelings that Ben's fingers created inside of me made everything that much more fuzzy. He smiled, leaned forward, and kissed me lightly on the mouth – my first kiss! – before teasing my lips with his tongue. I opened my mouth slightly, and his tongue gently caressed mine. I kissed him back and he released my hands, placing his own hands at my waist and pulling me more firmly against him. Seeking more, I wrapped my arms around his neck and he cupped my round little bottom in the palms of his hands and lifted me up. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his hips, still feeling something hard between us. Could that really be his penis? I had only seen my brothers' "things," and only when they were babies. This was so very much bigger than theirs were that it seemed impossible, but that's what it had to be. His hands roughly kneaded my cheeks, causing me to rub even harder against him. Between the fire inside of me and the hot spring, I was ready to faint. Ben seemed to feel the same way. He walked us to the shallow part of the pool and sat me gently on the edge. I could see the thick, swollen shaft between his legs, the head emerging from the water, which was less than waist deep here. It was... amazing. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Then Ben said, "Trust me and lay back." I did as I was told, my feet still dangling in the water as I reclined against a bed of moss, leaves, and pine needles. Cold rain stung my overheated skin, heightening every sensation. I felt Ben push my legs apart, hooking my knees over his shoulders so that my back lifted up from the ground. His stubble scraped my thighs and I watched over my pink capped mounds as he put his mouth against my most private part. He split me open with his tongue, lapping into depths I hadn't realized were there. I shivered and shook as he explored every millimeter, opening me like a flower in bloom. I swear I heard a thunderclap when he suckled on my little bud. I couldn't bear the ecstasy of it all, and after only a few seconds, it felt like a million little lightening bolts sparked against every one of my nerve endings. Wailing, bucking against his mouth, I came in a torrent. As the shocks subsided and my breathing slowed, I became aware of the cold water still pouring across my supine body. My teeth chattered as Ben pulled me back into the hot spring with him, cradling me like a baby in the warm water. I opened my eyes and looked at him in astonishment. I said, "That was... that was... I mean, I've never..." Ben laughed. "You had an orgasm. Would you return the favor and help me feel that way, too?" That only seemed fair. I replied, "Okay. But I don't really know how to – how to do anything like that." With a smile, he said, "I can teach you how to do that later, my little forest fairy. For now, you can help me in a slightly different way than I helped you. It will hurt for a moment, but then I promise you will feel wonderful." As he had before, Ben slid his hands beneath me and lifted me against him. As I had before, I opened my legs and slid them around his hips. But unlike before, Ben fumbled briefly against my slit until I felt the head of his penis at my opening. He said, "We naturally fit together, you see." Suddenly, I did see. And as he thrust upwards, I pushed back, feeling the stab of pain as he sunk inside of me. But although it hurt, it also felt familiar, like something I had always been waiting for. Without thinking, I began to rock against him, quickly finding a rhythm as he guided me by my hips. I arched my back, stretching my arms up so that my fingertips dipped into the water behind me. With a growl, Ben clamped his mouth onto my left breast, finding my nipple and suckling then biting it. Without warning, my second orgasm crashed over me, rippling outward across my body from the point where Ben was spearing into me. My muscles clenched and relaxed, and he cried out. I felt something hot splash inside of me as he pulled me close, embracing me as his penis slowly softened and slipped out of me. The rain had stopped. A blue sky was visible above the black-green tops of the evergreens that bordered my secret hot spring spot. It was nearly time to get dressed and return home. But as Ben slowly moved his fingers to the place his beautiful, thick penis had just filled, I couldn't believe I used to think dancing naked in the rain was the best anyone could ever hope to feel! April Showers Cold morning fog hung low in the air as I made my way out to deliver newspapers that January night. The time was about 2am and I was a little early. I sometimes regret ever taking on this business. The rising cost of fuel was killing me and my car was falling apart, but there was something that drew me to it. There was one incident in particular that occurred that made me thankful I ran this route. I'll never forget it. It happened about 2 weeks ago. When you're delivering papers you kind of crawl inside yourself and become a little more observant to the world around you. It's a completely mindless job so why wouldn't you be keeping your brain active somewhere else. Anyway, close to the end of the route the hour is getting up on 4:30am. In the winter it is still pitch black outside and not many people are stirring about. I deliver to a little rural burg around this time. There is a house on a side road that meets the corner of the main road on which I drive. It is a simple place. It has an older part in the front with a new addition to the back, which added four rooms above a double car garage. A fairly bright light usually illuminates the room in the top right hand corner of this part of the house. When everything else is very dark it's hard not to notice this seemingly out of place brightness. The room itself has no curtains and as I drive by I can look freely up into the room and see decorations on the walls within. On Tuesday a couple of weeks ago I drove by and nonchalantly, as I always do, looked into the room. This time I was met with the figure of a young woman. I slowed down a bit, as I have never seen anyone in the room. She looked down at me and smiled. She had short dark hair, but the other features of her face were hard to make out at a distance. Just as I began to turn my head away she took a step back and removed her shirt. She had nothing on underneath and I was greeted with two perfect round tits with small erect nipples waving hello to me as I looked up with amazement. I almost ran off the road. She pressed her naked torso against the glass so I could get a good look. I had to stop the car and as I was about to look up again she was gone. I began to wonder if I had just imagined this. The thought of this girl flashing her tits haunted me the rest of the morning. I couldn't stop thinking about her perfect breasts pressed against the cold glass of her window. My cock grew hard in anticipation of this happening again. Perhaps she would show me more. Maybe I should make a sign that she could read from the room that says, "Show me more." I was crazed with lust and couldn't wait until the next morning. Before going to bed that night I made two signs. One said, "Show me more", and the other asked, "What's your name?" I went to sleep with thoughts of her racing through my lust filled mind. The alarm woke me at 1:30 this morning. The images of yesterday morning were still fresh in my mind. I wanted to get an early start this morning so a quick shower and coffee was all I had time for. I was out of the house at 2:15 with my signs in tow. I wanted to make it by her house no later than 4am this time. I did the route faster than I ever have and arrived at the lonely stretch of road before her place at 3:45. Looking up the hill toward her house I could see the all too familiar glow of the light within her room. I was filled with anticipation and my cock grew steadily in my pants. I did the last two deliveries and then made the turn heading up beside her garage and then I took a glance upward toward her window and I slowed down. I could see a shadowy figure moving toward the window. In a moment I was greeted with her face staring down at me. She smiled widely and I could see her face better this time. I put the car in park and held up my first sign, "Show me more." She looked down and gave a little grin. With that she stepped back into the recesses of her room only to return a few seconds later completely naked and standing in her windowsill. I almost swallowed my tongue. She hopped down and looked at me with a big toothy grin. Her perfect tits were standing succulently out in front of her. She reached over for something. I could tell she was writing a note. She held the paper against the glass. I could tell plainly that it said "Your turn." Not knowing how to do it I just stepped out of the car and dropped my pants. My cock sprang out like a garden hose. As I looked up at the window I could see her smiling and rubbing her pussy. She had an eager hungry look on her face. I reached into the car and grabbed my other sign. I held it high, "What's your name?" She reached over for another notepaper. She held it up to the glass and I could see written there the word "April." She began writing again but this time it was on a bigger notepaper. She held it up and it said, "Could you come by earlier tomorrow? I'd like you to come up so I can take care of that hard on for you." I was speechless. This girl wants me. I simply shook my head yes and she held up 3 fingers indicating what had to mean 3am. I answered back by holding up the same number of fingers and she shook her head yes in response. She blew me a kiss and I pulled up my pants and returned to the car. She slid gently away from the window. I was cold as hell but it was worth it. I drove away from there with thoughts of ecstasy in my mind. I couldn't shake the image of her hot, naked body pressed up against the window. My cock was aching. I needed to have some patience and I tried my best to contain myself. I made arrangements for a sub to do the route for me the next day so I could make it to April's house by 3am. I went to sleep that night with thoughts of lust running through my mind. I hadn't really seen any more of her than what the dim light would allow me. I knew she had great tits and a tiny little bush and a big toothy smile, but I couldn't make out the details. I dreamed of what she would be like and was a little worried about her age. I didn't let anything bother me though and when the alarm sounded at 1am I was more than ready to get cleaned up and head to her house. I left around 2:30. Knowing that I didn't have to deliver the papers this morning was a great load off me. I began the drive to April's house. I gave myself enough time to stop for some coffee and smokes. I didn't want to arrive too early. I was a little apprehensive about what I might be getting myself into. After all I've never even met the girl. The drive to her house was one full of lust and longing and as I neared her street my anxiety rose even greater. I parked across the street at the old sawmill and looked up from the car at her window. The light was on and I could see her standing in the window but I was too far away to make out much of anything else. I got out of the car and began walking toward her house. As I got closer I could see that she was dressed in some sort of lingerie and she was looking down at me with that big beautiful smile. I stopped just below her window and she held up a note that said, "Go to the garage." The garage was just under her window but the entry to it was at the side of her house. I waved to her and went to the door. I waited there for about 3 minutes when I quietly heard someone fumbling with the locks on the other side. Slowly the door opened and I was at last greeted with April. It was still dark and I couldn't see her as well as I wanted to, but I could smell her. She smelled delicious, like spring rain and apples with cinnamon. She smiled at me. "Follow me." She said. "But keep it down. I don't want to wake my brother." I did as she told me but I was a little nervous about there being someone else in the house. April stopped before we reached the interior door. "My room is the only one upstairs so we'll be OK once we get there. We just need to be quiet while we're climbing the stairs. My brother is kind of a light sleeper." "Is there anyone else in the house?" I asked. "No not right now." She said quietly. "My parents are away on vacation and my brother and me are the only ones here." I became very worried about her living with her parents. How old was she? I didn't want to risk getting in trouble with a minor but she appeared very mature, but I still hadn't gotten a good look at her. We continued up the stairs and took a left at the first door at the top. When she opened the door I could tell it was her room. The room I was already all too familiar with from looking in so much. It was nicely decorated with music posters and a lavish bed right in the center. April closed the door behind us as we walked in. "Sit down on the bed." She said. I did as she told me. She had some soft music playing and the lights turned down. She walked up to me and stood there in front of me wearing nothing but a little yellow nightie. It was completely shear and I could see every line and curve of her body underneath. Her bush was prominent toward the bottom and looked as if it were covered in sparse dark hair. April herself was beautiful. Though still hard to determine her age she had a round face with large red lips and big brown eyes. Her hair was full, dark and shiny. She looked at me as if I were to be her next meal. "What are you waiting for?" She said. "Take me now." She reached down and ran her fingers through my hair. "Just one thing April. How old are you?" "I'm 20. Don't worry. You won't get into any trouble with me." Knowing this was all I needed and I stood up and began my assault with avidity. I drew her close to me. She was so small and petite. I pulled her close and looked deeply into her eyes. I leaned down and kissed her inviting lips and was immediately met with her probing tongue. I returned the favor. She moaned with delight at our kissing. I could tell she was very turned on by her heaving chest and whimperings. I turned her around and gently pushed her back on the bed. She scooted back on the bed all the while staring at me hungrily with her dark, sexy eyes. Now she lay in front of me and I could see the whole extent of her body. It was the kind of body you would just want to eat for supper. Her legs were gorgeous, tan and muscular. She spread her legs slightly and I could see her dark little bush staring at me from under her nightie. My cock was throbbing as I looked on this gorgeous young woman. "Take off your nightie." I said. She gave me a big smile and reached down to pull the nightie off over her head. In one single motion she was naked. Her tits stuck straight out and were crested with large, hard and dark nipples just begging to be chewed on. I fumbled with my clothes but managed to get them off and then leapt into the bed with her. What happened next is difficult to describe. You know the feeling you get when something is happening to you that you always wanted to happen and then it does and everything becomes very hazy and animated and the only thought you have is what's going on right there in that moment? That's what happened to me. I was lying there with a beautiful girl's body pressed against mine and the animal in me just took over. We were lying face to face and my left leg was between her legs. She pulled me closer and gave me a long wet kiss as she began humping my leg. I could fell the slimy, warm wetness of her pussy slipping against my leg and leaving a trail of warm sweet juices as she ground herself against me gently. I looked down for a moment and saw her gorgeous young body and noticed how firm her tits were and how her body seemed to beg for my tongue. In one motion I managed to free myself from the grip of her mouth and legs and I began kissing her chest. She drew a deep breath as I kissed lower just between her breasts. A soft moan exited her lips as I moved my mouth closer to her right nipple. She was still grinding her ever increasingly wet pussy against me except this time it was my stomach. I started at the bottom of her tit just below the prominent nipple and licked and nibbled my way up to the target. Her nipple was very hard and long. I tweaked it with my tongue and got an immediate reaction from her. She moaned softly and ground her pussy against me harder. I took her nipple in my mouth and nibbled and sucked on it. She smelled and tasted like cinnamon, and the aroma drove me crazy as I lapped at her nipple harder. "Mmmmmm." She groaned. "Oh, yes I love to have my nipples played with. Ohhhh, God do it harder, oh please play with me." Her words drove me crazy. I moved from her right tit to the left so as not to leave anything out. I didn't get the chance to spend as much time on this one as she had her hand on my head and I could feel her gently pressing down on me, pressing me toward her dripping wet center just below. "Oh, please, do it to me. I want to feel your hot mouth on my body. Please lick me. I want you to eat my pussy. Ahhhhhh, yes please." I kissed all down her abdomen as she continued to thrust herself against me. Her flat belly was tight but with just enough fat underneath that I got a nibble in just above her pubic hairline. I wanted badly to go down to her legs and lick on those gorgeous thighs but she wasn't going to let me. I could tell she just couldn't wait as she guided me down to her sweet little pussy. I lay there propped up on my elbows just in front of her throbbing cunt. She was still bucking gently and moving herself closer to me. She wrapped her muscular legs around my back and pulled herself down. I could feel the heat from her and could smell her slightly musky but sweet scent. The hair around her honeypot was soaked in her juices and I could see juices slowly running out of her. She reached down with her hands and spread her lips apart. For the first time I saw all of her. It was beautiful. I moved myself close to her pussy and very gently took her left inner lip into my mouth and began nibbling and sucking on it. She drew a sharp intake of breath and her moaning became more guttural and animal like as I licked. "Oh, God! Oh, shit that feels sooo goooood. Oh, please lick my clit, it's so hard and it's driving me crazy. I need to cum so bad." She said all of this in such a low, throaty and sexy tone that I thought my cock was going to explode. She spread her lips farther to expose the whole of her hard little clit. I didn't spend much time admiring it as I dove in on it in a feeding frenzy. She bucked against me so hard she almost threw my head off her crotch. I had her clit locked in between my lips and was sucking and nibbling on it as hard as I dared to. "Ahhh, yes." She cried. "Ohhhh, yes give me your mouth, Oh shit I'm gonna cum! Ohhhh, yesssssss!" She bucked and writhed against my mouth as her orgasm overtook her. She shook as if she was being electrocuted and the sexy sounds she made drove me crazy. The hot juices ran from her pussy and I stopped licking at her clit and put my mouth against her opening to catch some of the sweet runoff. Eventually her breathing slowed and she stopped rocking back and forth. "ooooooo. That was so good." She said with a hint of satisfaction. "I needed that so bad. Do you want me to do you now?" How in the hell could I say no. My cock was about to burst. She did me in the same slow fashion that I had done her. She used her tongue to give me a nearly all over tongue bath before coming to rest right in front of my balls. She put her hand under my nutsack and pressed hard against my perineum. I could feel this intense pressure inside of me but it wasn't uncomfortable. She opened her mouth and took my entire ballsack in very gently. At first I thought this might hurt, but as she began rolling my balls gently around in her mouth it started to feel real good. She kept firm pressure against my perineum with her hand the entire time. She pulled her head back with my nuts in her mouth and gently released them. My cock was oozing precum so fast it was almost like a small ejaculation. She licked the bottom all the way from the base to the head. She moved her hand from my perineum to my ass and started gently stroking my asshole. No one had ever done this to me but it felt great. She grabbed my cock with her other hand and put the head into her mouth. She bobbed up and down very slowly at first and sucked very hard making a good seal. Waves of pleasure shot through me. "Oh, God April. Oooh, that feels so good." I said. "mmmmm. Just wait." She said. "It's going to get a lot better." She reached down to her wet pussy and put her finger in. She took the same wet finger and gently pushed it just inside my asshole as she began frantically sucking harder on my cock. I wasn't going to last long. She was probing deeper into my ass and finally hit my prostate. With the other hand she began pumping my cock while never breaking the seal with her mouth. My orgasm was imminent as I felt my ass tighten on her finger and she sucked harder. She moaned as I unloaded a huge load of cum into her mouth. I thought I would never stop cumming. She sucked all the way through my orgasm and continued long after I had stopped pumping her mouth full of cum. I thought I had died. I couldn't move. I was exhausted, but she wasn't ready to be done with me yet. She laid her head just above my crotch but from underneath she started stroking my cock. To my amazement I was hard again in no time. "I need to fuck you." She said. "I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked." I was a little worried. Nah, just kidding. "Show me what you got April." I said. She smiled big and started kissing my stomach all the way up to my nipples. She lifted herself up and perched her still wet pussy above my cock. She grabbed my member and put it just at the entrance to her womanhood. She looked deep into my eyes and lowered herself. My cock broke into her and she gasped as she took in the full length of me. I couldn't believe how tight she was. I expected it to be tight since she was young but this was ridiculous. As she began to pump she almost lifted me off the bed she was squeezing my cock so hard. "Oh. Hmmmmm. Your cock feels so good in me." She said. She started rocking back and forth as I was buried to the hilt inside her. She milked my cock with her pussy. I could tell she was working her way toward another explosive orgasm as she held her breath in between thrusts and tried to keep herself from screaming. She laid directly down on me and began pumping very hard and fast. "Please cum with me." She gasped. "I'm cumming right now, please cum too." "Ohhhh, I am baby just keep fucking." She let out a muffled but energetic scream as her pussy clamped down on my cock. I exploded inside her with spurt after spurt of hot cum. I was bucking against her and she was trying to catch her breath. She eventually collapsed on top of me, her body wet from sweat. It felt so good. We lay there in a sweaty pool of each other's juices. I can't remember if we fell asleep or not. Like I said, you never expect this to happen to you and when it does it becomes dream like. I felt her lift her head off my chest and she looked up at me with those gorgeous seductive eyes. "What are you doing tomorrow morning?" She asked. I responded. "Well with any luck, I'll be back right here with you." I smiled. "Oh, yes you will." She said. "Yes you will. What else would you be doing on a cold winter morning?" I didn't respond to her. I just giggled. I knew I had to deliver the papers, but I wasn't going to. I could get my sub to do it for as long as I needed. No way would I miss laying here covered in April's sweet juices. I think I fell asleep when I arrived home, dreaming about the next early morning when I could be with April again. I wonder what she would have in store for me this time. Ohhh, the thoughts that go through the mind when you're horny. April Showers Finals were finally in the box. In my nighttime research class students present an oral research project as part of their final. To insure that there is an audience on the final night of the presentations, I place a heavy penalty against unexcused absence. The penalty for this summer was that a student missing the final night would receive a zero for their own score – hence no absences. Well, no absences except for April. April was a young divorce student trying to get a college education while working full time in a local rest home. Although her mother lived very close to the campus, April preferred to rent a room from an elderly woman in town. I guessed the relationship with her mother was not going well as April occasionally came to class complaining about her mother's latest antic. I had been working in my office for about an hour when April appeared at my door. "Doctor Browne." I looked up. "April, where were you tonight?" She ducked her head. "I had to work, someone called in sick." One thing I have learned in years of teaching is that students bring in that excuse when they have overslept, or just decide to cut class for any number of reasons. "Oh." April was one of those people someone would not notice in a crowd, a non-descript woman, who looked like a teenager but was in her mid twenties. Some of her plain look was probably due to the medical smock she constantly wore. A couple of excess pins in her eyebrows and tongue also presented a youthful image. "Really, Doctor Browne, I was on the floor until seven thirty. Then I had to run by mother's to give her some money before I came over here." I knew from previous complaints that her mother was probably an alcoholic living off the contributions of her daughter. "Hmm, well, you might have called." April stood in silence; I could tell that wasn't the response for which she was looking. Finally, she said, "can we get a cup of coffee?" I glanced at the clock. At nine fifty p.m. the security guard would come by and tell me I needed to clear the building. New security rules on our campus kept our building locked down tightly; I always found it humorous until we had a rash of bomb threats. "Okay, I have to leave the building in a few minutes anyway. We can go over to Mac's." The small café near our campus served breakfast starting at midnight. Until the factory workers came in it was mostly frequented by late night partiers on their way home. "Do you think you could give me a ride? I kinda let my mother use my car, I told her I would pick it up later, I could walk over there from the campus." I stood and pulled my car keys from my pocket. "You'd walk over there at night?" Damn hole in my pocket, I bet my change is scattered all over campus. April smiled. "Not usually, but I figured I could con a ride." I shook my head. "You're lucky I am even in." For the first time I noticed how much taller I was than her. "Listen, I need to run by an ATM before we have coffee, do you want me to drop you at your mother's for your car?" I reached my hand back in my pocket, the hole was big enough to put three fingers through, my keys had been hanging by a thread. I pulled the pocket out. "Whole in pocket, I've probably bought sodas for everyone on campus." "No, I'll ride with you; mom won't have the car back till late. Ready?" She stepped into the hallway. Minutes later we were on our way off of campus. As I turned the corner to head for Mac's April said, "Would you mind terribly running me by Mrs. Dunn's, I need to change out of this hospital stuff and into real clothes." "Where to?" My begrudgingly tone didn't seem to bother April. "Turn right on Queen, left on first, then right again on Randolph. We're at 623 on top of the hill. Don't worry I'll tell you when to stop." My little jeep made it through the late evening traffic and soon we were climbing the Randolph hill – a favorite sledding hill in the fifties, commercialism had since taken over the neighborhood and the one opulent family homes were now mostly doctor's offices and real estate companies. "Right here." April pointed to a narrow driveway of a Victorian home. "I live in the garage apartment in back." I pulled the Jeep to the back of the darkened house and turned off the motor. "Come on up, I may be a sec, there's beer in the frig." She raced around the Jeep. I'm sure the beer line had been used to attract many a young suitor, I was more into period wines in my middle age. By the time I exited the vehicle April was at my door. "Let me see that pocket, I can probably sew it for you in a jif." "April, that really won't be necessary, just change your clothes and we can be headed out again." My protest was short lived. She thrust her hand in my pocket and found the hole and at the same time found my soft cock which began to respond with the touch of her fingers. "Uh, April." She laughed as we walked along. "Don't worry Doctor B, I won't hurt it." She took her hand out of my pocket when we climbed the stairs to her apartment. She quickly unlocked the door. "Beer's in the frig, help yerself." "I'm fine." I lied, the bulge in my pants had grown full. April laughed and pulled off her smock. Her small tits jiggled as she walked toward me. "Give me your pants." She pushed me lightly and I fell backward into a soft couch. "Hadn't you better change clothes first? It would be terrible to stick a needle in those nice breasts." I about bit my tongue. I hadn't noticed the pin through the soft nipple flesh of her left breast. She held up her breast. "Like this one? You're so funny." She knelt down and pulled off my shoes. In the summer time I rarely wore socks and that night was no exception. Then she reached up and unfastened my belt, grabbed my pants by the cuffs and zipped them off of my bare bottom. My cock had risen to full erection and stood there isolated on my body. "Cool," she cooed. "Really April, I can fix those later, and this is, well...unusual." "Don't sweat it doctor B." She leaned over and kissed the head of my cock then gave it a playful lick. "You're ready, but not yet." I thought about reaching down and pushing her head down on my panting cock, but elected to let her be the instructor. "Jeeze." She bounced up and dashed into the other room. I was left half naked on the couch. I called after her. "April, are you sure about all this?" I knew what was about to happen was technically out of bounds. She reappeared with a needle and thread and plopped into a side chair. Suddenly, there was a knocking on the door, and the door swung wide open. I gasped and reached for a throw pillow to cover up my quickly shrinking manhood. April beamed. "Hey, Mom. Glad you came by." The woman standing in the door glanced at me. "You have company. I brought your car back." "Mom, this is Dr. B. I told you about him, remember." "Oh, yes. My, I do enjoy when a man stands when I walk into the room." I gulped. "Oh excuse me," and started to stand. She laughed and closed the door. "Oh, not you silly, that lovely boner you had going." I looked down at my shrinking cock. "She's fixing my pants." "So, I see." She walked over to the couch. April's mother was a tall striking woman, dressed in a tight fitting gray skirt with a tucked in sheer blouse. Her mid heels gave her a very sleek look although the frilly bra beneath the blouse broke the even surface. When she sat against the arm of the couch, I could pick up a slight scent of expensive perfume. She pointed at my shrunken cock. "Do you think you might get that thing back up again?" April giggled. "Tease it a little." Her mother reached down and stoked the head gently and the cock magically rose to a full and raging height. "Ooh," I said. I was always a little embarrassed by my lack of size and length, sort of the shame of the locker room. At its full extension it probably only reached six or seven inches. "Oh, that's much better. Mind if I sit down?" "Ma'am?" I figured she intended to sit next to me, so I scooted slightly toward the side. She put her hand on my shoulder, "Oh no, you were fine right where you were." Then, she stood and unzipped the side of the skirt. It fell to the floor into a gray pile. Her bare pelvis revealed a luscious growth of pubic hair and firmly toned thighs. "No, I'll sit right there." Then she straddled my legs with her hips toward me. Then, taking my cock in her hand she eased herself down onto its full length. "Ah, that's nice." April came over to the couch and unbuttoned her mother's blouse. "Unhook the bra Dr. B." I did as ordered while April's mom moved up and down on my cock. I leaned back on the couch. April giggled, "Oh, good. We can do lunch." She wiggled out of her white pants and jumped up on the couch and straddled my head. I had never seen a clitoris so ready as when it was shoved in my face. Unfortunately, before I could hardly start to lick, the excitement of the situation started an eruption deep inside by balls and I exploded in rhythm to the moans and screams of April's mother. April jumped off of my face. "Let me lick it." "Oh, April you always want the cum," said her mother as she dismounted and her daughter started licking and sucking on my cock. Her mother placed her knees on the couch and thrust an ample breast to my gaping mouth. "Suck baby," she cried. April stopped a second. "Get the mat mom. I gotta pee." Her mother pulled away from me and slid a plastic mat out on the floor. Then April took my mid erect cock in her hands and pulled me to the floor. "Me too." "Cool." I reclined on the plastic mat and April put a throw pillow under head, then she and her mother straddled my body, April facing my feet and her mother facing me, then suddenly pee started to fall from both women covering my thighs, cock, and pelvis. The warm sensation made my cock stand and range at the liquid storm. Then with the steaming urine all around April fell to my cock and began a rapid sucking motion. Her mother again straddled my face and pushed my head into her cunt. "Eat it," she said. I licked a mixture of cum and urine until her mother gasped and screamed, at the same time April mounted my cock and began pushing hard and fast until I felt the storm rage once again and I exploded in her to the beat of her moans and gasps. Then the two women collapsed at my side in a sticky pool of urine. "April showers, bring May flowers," her mother whispered to me. April Showers The phone rang. It was after five on a Friday afternoon. "Who the hell is calling on a Friday afternoon after five?" I let it ring again. "Good afternoon," I said, shorter than I'd wanted to. "Hey..." It was a familiar, feminine voice: my girlfriend. About 5'7," long, dark red hair, a great ass and natural tits that would make most porn stars jealous. "Heeeey..." My mood changed completely. "How are you...?" "Fine and you...?" "Not too bad; just wrapping things up here at the office. What are you up to...?" "Just left work; I'm on my way home. Wanna come over tonight...?" "Sure!" I said, "I just need to run home and shower first." "You can shower at my house if you want." "Awesome, thank you. I'll see you in an hour or so." "Okay, bye." I finished up at the office, shut off my computer and bolted out the door. I sped home, grabbed a change of clothes and headed to my girlfriend's house. Once there, I was able to relax. I plopped down in the recliner as she lay out on the couch. Suddenly a shower didn't seem so urgent. We watched television and decided to go rent a movie. We dropped by the grocery store and picked up some dinner. Back at her place, we ate and watched Poseidon, a movie about a ship at sea that was turned over by a huge wave. When it was over, we reconvened on her porch. The air was cooler now that the sun was long gone. "I'm about ready for bed; are you gonna take a shower now?" "Oh, yeah, I completely forgot that I hadn't taken one yet. You go get ready for bed, I'll see in a little while." With that, I departed to the bathroom and shut the door. After running the hot water, I stripped and laid out some clean shorts to wear to bed. I was looking forward to a really long, hot shower. Better not make it too long though; I want to get to bed before she falls asleep. The hot water hit my skin and invigorated and relaxed me at the same time. I felt better and better as it cascaded over each part of my body. I ducked my head under the stream, closed my eyes and pushed my hair back as it soaked in the steamy water. I let the water run over me for a few minutes. Right as I was about to start washing, I heard the fan go on. That's odd, I thought - why would the fan just flip on like that? I clumsily tugged at the shower curtain to reveal my girlfriend standing at the foot of the tub, wearing nothing but my tank top. "Want some company...?" she said with a grin. "Absolutely!" T-shirt and all, she was now joining me in foggy seclusion. The steam alone began to dampen her t-shirt and I could see her eager nipples coming to life. We spent a few moments running our hands over each others' bodies. Finding a rhythm, establishing a course of action, we touched and fondled, rubbed and squeezed and then her lips found mine. Her lips were wet from the shower and were warmer even than the water in which we bathed. They were soft and inviting and receptive to mine. We kissed slowly; deliberately. Then her tongue slipped its way past my lips into my mouth. My tongue darted towards hers in excitement. They danced in a futile attempt to entangle themselves. I ran my hands down the sides of her body, going over the curves of her ample breasts, cutting in to her waist, then back out over her hips. She was like a soft coke bottle and I was very thirsty. Suddenly, I noticed a familiar swelling coming from my nether region. Beaded water - no doubt a combination of the shower and my own sweat from the heat - dripped from my hair down to my eyelids, making me blink as I opened my eyes. She was soaked in her own sexuality and showed no signs of "drying off." What was merely swelling just moments ago was now turgid and it was just as mental as it was physical. My eyes widened as I turned her around so the water would come down directly on her chest. Once completely wet, she turned back around so I could see her waiting flesh behind the now heavy, transparent t-shirt. She raised her hands as I pulled it up over her head. I ran my hands over her tits, brushing against her hard nipples. Her eyelids fell closed, as if defeated by pleasure, as I squeezed her nipples and her whole body tingled. I took a step back and let my eyes survey the beauty in front of me. She was like an anatomical waterfall. Her hair was wet and her naked skin glistened. I gazed - almost staring - at her full chest. My eyes traced her figure as it curved in, moving down towards her waist. I watched her lines move back out, making room for her hips, then curving back in and falling to outline her supple thighs. I grabbed her waist and pulled her close, snaking my tongue into her mouth. She tried to reciprocate, but I was too excited. I was trying to lick her stomach and my tongue flickered wildly against hers. My hands firmly cupped her cheeks and jaw line as I held her head, fucking her mouth with my tongue. I pulled away and she dizzily opened her eyes. A satisfied "mmm" let me know she was ready. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her back against the tile. I eased my hand in between her legs and lifted one thigh up so that her foot was on the edge of the tub. I sat down in the tub before her and buried my head between her thighs. I began licking in strokes to find a rhythm and gauge her reaction. Then I used my fingers to spread her lips. Once open, her beautiful pink womanhood was warm, wet and very welcoming. Exposed, I began licking her clitoris. Before long, I had it in between my lips, sucking and flicking with my tongue. I could feel her legs begin to tremble; she would soon go down like Poseidon. I kept at it, licking and sucking the center of her sex. She ran her fingers through my hair with one hand, while squeezing her tits with the other. Her head was against the wall, as strands of her wet hair stuck to the tile. Eyes closed, she looked up as I repeatedly ran the tip of my tongue back and forth over her clit. I brought my other hand up between her legs and slipped my finger inside of her. She was very wet and her muscles spasmed around my digits. I slid in and out of her, never slowing my tongue. Soon her knees wobbled and she lazily tried pushing my head away from her. I kept my lips firmly wrapped around her clit as my tongue raced back and forth. She couldn't take it anymore and her legs gave way. She took a moment to collect herself. Her eyes twinkled when she looked at me. "Stand up... Now it's your turn..." I slowly rose to my feet as she positioned herself on her knees in front of me. With all of my focus directed at her pleasure, my once-turgid erection was now merely a bobbing, swollen cock. But as I stared down at her, my cock began twitching. Her hair, soaked, was neatly pushed back behind her shoulders. She was a work of art before me. Her small, round shoulders pulled in towards her body as her hands reached up, her fingers running up my legs. Her big tits moved ever so slightly when her arms moved. I was mesmerized. Her hands eventually found my package. She cupped my balls and fondled my ass. Then she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock. I was rock hard as she began slowly pumping my shaft. Her body rose up and I watched her head move closer to my crotch. Her mouth found the bulbous, swollen head of my manhood and I could feel her tongue caress the underside of it as her lips swallowed my helmet. She brought a fistful of cock towards her lips as her hand stroked my shaft and her mouth worked on my head. I had to lean against the wall because the feeling was so intense. Her tongue swirled around the head of my cock, teasing and enticing it. She pulled me out of her mouth as her tongue slid down my length towards my balls. She lapped at my balls before making her way back up my shaft. Pleasure hung its weighty feeling on my eyelids, but I tried to keep them open as much as possible, so I could watch everything she did. Once again, her mouth enveloped my tip and now she began bobbing her head, sucking my cock. Her fist went further and further back as her mouth took more and more of me. She continued working her fist over my cock in coordination with her sinfully masterful mouth. She would pause every now and then to flick her tongue over my head. With an elevated vigor, she began to jerk on my cock. Not simply stroking, she was now shucking it as her head moved back and forth. She pushed the tip of her nose further and further towards my stomach with each thrust. She took as much of me as she could, deep into her mouth. I could feel the back of her throat and she sucked down on me as she slid me out of her mouth. She pulled my foreskin all the way back and took my head back into her mouth. As if she were auditioning for eternal damnation, she went to work on my head. There was a prize inside and she was going to get it. "Oh, God, I'm gonna cum," I moaned. Hearing that, she firmly placed her finger on my taint, behind my balls, to keep me from cumming. "No, sweetheart, I'm already there; that won't work this time... I'm gonna cum..." She looked up at me and tried to nod, still holding a mouthful of my cock. I wasn't 100% sure she was okay with taking my load in her mouth, so I repeated myself. "I'm gonna cum, okay...?" Looking up me, she continued to suck on my dick head. I usually try to find time in my day for release. If not every day, then every other day. It's healthy, it's relaxing and it feels damn good. But I'd been so busy lately, I hadn't cum in over a week. I grabbed my cock and lightly massaged the shaft with my fingers. I could feel the first shot of my hot cum erupt in her mouth and shoot straight back to her throat. I worked my cock muscle and squeezed my shaft; another burst of loins fired off into her mouth. I could see her jaw moving, but she was staying right there. I looked directly into her eyes as I continued to empty my nuts inside her face. After a few moments, she tensed up and pulled off of my cock. She quickly moved her head toward the drain and abruptly spat out my seed. "Sorry," she said, "You hit the back of my throat!" I was already empty when she did that and I could barely stand. I'd been waiting for release for days now and her mouth was the perfect place. She stood up and smiled at me. I kissed her long and slow. When I pulled away, I wiped some of my cum off her chin and we continued to bathe together. We eventually retired to her bedroom ...then the living room; then back to her bedroom; and so on, for the duration of the weekend. She made sure she got every last drop of all the pent-up cum I carried for over a week. And by Monday, she was just as dry as I was.