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Louise

By: MagicaPractica



"Louise, walk with me!"

I looked up from my desk at the sound of my boss's posh British accent but the ultra chic head of purchasing was already gone. I shoved my pregnancy-swollen feet back into my shoes, grabbed a legal pad and waddled after her, down the hallway. 

"My husband has a very important reception to attend at the Governor's mansion tonight and he needs me to be there, but the quarterly report is due in tomorrow morning. I need you to stay and put the finishing touches on it. It's on my desk."

We reached the elevator and Mandy pressed the button then turned to me with a smile. "I'm so grateful to have you working for me, you're the one person I can count on." 

I beamed back at her. That was the nicest thing she'd ever said to me!

Mandy turned to face the elevator. "I would have asked Todd but it's not as if you're going out in your condition, and you don't have a husband to get home to. And the baby is here with you." She tittered at her own lame joke.

I felt my features draw down into a scowl and before I knew what I was doing, I raised a hand, put my thumb on my nose, crossed my eyes and stuck my tongue out at my boss. 

"Louise," Mandy said sharply. 

I quickly lowered my hand and realized that Mandy was looking at my reflection in the highly polished chrome of the elevator door. Uh oh. Hadn't thought of that.

"Are you having one of your little fits, Louise?" 

I sighed. "I must have been." I had made up the fib to cover other things I found myself doing without thinking. It was never clear if my boss really believed it or if she chose to believe it because finding another personal assistant to put up with her would be like trying to find a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes in Walmart, a little unlikely.

"Well, if you're over it, I suggest you get back to work. Get that report done and you can go home." The elevator chimed and the door opened. Mandy stepped in and gave me a tight smile as the doors closed. 

I stuck my tongue out one more time and turned on my heel. The report was on Mandy's desk as she'd said but half the lines were empty!. I flipped through the pages frantically. Finishing touches, my Aunt Fanny! It would take me hours to finish this. Hell, I could be here all night. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly then eased my aching body down into the chair at Mandy's desk. 

As if sensing my agitation, the baby chose that moment to start kicking ferociously. I rubbed my belly. "Take it easy, kid." 

Okay, by now you've probably started to wonder... yes, I am the girl who can't say no, immortalized in song and book. (Obviously, Louise is not my real name.) It's certainly gotten me into a few pickles. Not the least of which is this baby in my belly. 

Nine months ago, my boyfriend and I had just had one of those perfect evenings. We'd been out to dinner then dancing, getting all hot and sweaty. I'd had a couple drinks, which I never needed anyway to lower my inhibitions. We'd gone back to my place and he had me pressed up against the wall just inside the door. 

His lips were teasing mine, brushing softly, lightly. He pressed my arms up over my head and held them there with one hand. His other hand hiked up my skirt and slid into my panties, to stroke my clit. I felt drugged, I couldn't move except to thrust my hips against his hand. I couldn't think.  I came to my senses when I felt the crotch of my panties pushed aside and the head of his cock rubbing against my slit. 

My eyes flew open. "Did you put a condom on?" I asked suspiciously. He was still pinning my hands over my head with one hand and George had never seemed dexterous enough to open a condom, let alone put it on, one handed. 

"I forgot to buy any. Just relax, I'll pull out before I come. Don't worry." He leaned in and kissed me senseless again. 

I was so wet. His cock slipped right in. It felt so good. I was moaning and bucking so hard against him, I didn't even notice that he came as I did... without pulling out.

There was no denying the evidence now. I rubbed my belly as I sat recalling. He'd stuck around for another six months. I don't know if it was the evidence of my belly getting bigger or the thought of becoming a father, but one night, George had "something to tell me."

We sat at the kitchen table at our apartment. George had moved in with me the month before. I hadn't been able to bring myself to talk about marriage, but I was thinking about it. Maybe George was too. I suppressed a smile and took a breath to still my giddiness. He really was a nice guy, and there was no denying that we had great sex together, though not so much lately. I pushed that worry out of my brain.

George reached across the table and took my hands in his. He smiled warmly at me. "I think I need a little time to myself. I need to find myself before I raise a kid. I need to stop being a kid myself. I've decided to travel a little bit, I took a gig with a band going on tour." 

"You understand, right?" He squeezed my hands.

"Sure, honey." My smile had tightened. George was a frustrated artist of sorts. He'd been working a construction job but he'd always wanted to be a drummer with a band. What about me? What about our baby? I wanted to say, how could you leave me like this? In my condition? But I couldn't seem to spit any of those words out.

George squeezed my hands then let them go. "You're the best. I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I need to get some sleep." He got up and walked out.

I got up and walked over to the cabinet, got out a bag of sugar and then opened another cupboard to get a funnel. I walked out the front door and down the block to the parking lot where George rented a space for his car. Skirting the less than watchful eyes of the attendant, I found George's crappy little beater, opened the gas tank and pushed the funnel in. I watched with satisfaction as the white sugar sifted like sand into the gas tank. 

The next morning George had handed me the key to his car when the guys picked him up and had told me to feel free to use it like my own while he was gone. 

I looked back down at the report my boss had left me to finish. I wanted to just get up and walk out, tell her I couldn't get it done, morning sickness or something, but I knew I wouldn't. I reached around to rub my aching back. It had been worse than ever. That was when I noticed the moisture seeping out of me, more like a little flood actually. 

I smiled with satisfaction as I picked up the phone to call a taxi to take me to the hospital. Then I wrote a note for my boss and left it on the unfinished report. I had a feeling she was going to need to get the carpet under her desk steam cleaned.

Louise Again



While some people tout make-up sex as being the best, for me sex with an ex tops it. Louise and I had a great little romance. It started with wild, adventurous sex but after the fires cooled we found we had didn't have enough in common to sustain a relationship. When we parted we agreed that it had been time well spent.

We met as her marriage was ending. Up to the time Louise got her divorce, she hadn't thought much of herself as a sex object. She had always compared her body to her tall, willowy sister. In contrast Louise had a stocky build. At 5' 1" she was wider and much shorter than her sibling. Regardless, she looked fine in clothes but naked she looked amazing. 

She was only now beginning to realize the potential in her own lusty body. She was a toe-head with hair that became white blonde in the summer. Her full breasts sat high and prominent with nipples that seem to protrude from anything she wore. Her flat belly descended into a naturally small triangle of dark blonde pubes. On the flip side, below her tiny waist, she sported a cute, round, turned up ass. 

I was not Louise's first post marital fling. That honor went to a young hunk, whom she supervised. It was with Robert she first realized the power of her sexuality. He was a full foot taller than Louise with an athletic appearance, much like the guys her sister had always attracted. The time spent working with her gave him an opportunity to get to know her and appreciate her hidden assets. She confessed to me that even if she had not already been getting a divorce she still might have had a hard time resisting his advances. 

During their brief fling he thoroughly ravished her. He had her talking dirty during sex, flirting with some exhibitionistic sex, and he deflowered her sweet little butt.

When we met several weeks later, she was hungry for more and open to all my suggestions. Our first date turned into a marathon sex session feeding off our mutual appetites. At my prompting she soon detailed every aspect of her fling with the Robert and was turned all over again by reliving it. My excitement was obvious and it inspired her to reveal the thrill of working along side him every day flirting and playing grab-ass at every opportunity.

I picked up where Robert had left off, getting her to push the envelope. One night at her apartment complex parties raged in surrounding apartments on the balcony just outside her window. By accident or not we ended up fucking on a couch beneath the window. People came and went inches away. Their voices were so loud it was like they were in the room with us. 

"I don't think you'd mind it if they were in here with us," I said. She responded with coy grin. At that I reached up and gave the rod on the blinds a quick twist. Strips of light shot across her naked, sweaty torso. Her eyes widened in shock but she made no move to cover herself. The revealers' shadows blinked by. We continued fucking and even swapped positions so she was almost face to face with people outside. It was a rush even though in the dark living room were never noticed.

At other times the sex would get a little rough. I would hold her hands above her head, rendering her helpless as I pinched or nipped at her all over, or as I spanked her bottom bright red. And she loved being contorted into every imaginable position to reveal herself to me. 

One night I had pinned with her ankles above her head. After nipping at her soft round butt I ran my tongue up and down her crack, tickling her asshole for a brief second. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her hands grip the sheets as she gasped. I repeated this move a couple more times then drilled my tongued deep into her asshole. For a second I thought she was coming but it was just the thrill of experiencing analingus for the first time.

For the next few nights we continued manual and oral anal play until one night she halted the proceedings. Muttering "I can't take it anymore." She reached into her night-stand. When she turned back, her hand was glistening with lubricant. Louise greased my stiff cock. Then she rolled over and offered me her ass. It was my first trip down this path but she confidently guided me into her tiny hole. In to the hilt she pushed back with every thrust of mine while she finger herself beneath. Ass fucking became a regular part of our sexual repertoire. 

On a weekend trip we stopped at a liquor store to get a nightcap to have in our room. She waited in the car. Walking passed the magazines, one full of erotic stories caught my eye. I started skimming it. I must have gotten a little carried away because the next thing I knew Louise was reading over my shoulder. "Buy it" she said startling me.

We spent the evening reading stories to each other, adding fuel to our excitement. Reading aloud to each other, the stories made us more courageous about expressing our fantasies out loud. For the first time she actually said how much she would like to be watched fucking and I told her how exciting it would be to make her wish come true. Over the next several weeks we shared various scenarios in which our fantasies would be fulfilled to our mutual excitement. 

It was just turning to spring and we were experiencing the first warm days since we had been together. I had been going to the local nude beach for several years. Actually, it wasn't too local. It was 90 miles away. This would be the first summer that I would find myself in a relationship during the summer since I had first been to a nude beach. I had always envied the couples I saw walking up and down the beach having shed all their inhibitions.

In the months leading up to summer I mentioned going to the nude beach several times. She would giggle at the idea of public nudity but not say yes to going. That she also never said no told me that she might be titillated by the idea. So, I continued to mention as often as I could without becoming a nag.

Eventually I suggested we get away for a weekend and told her of a seaside motel. It was in the vicinity of the nude beach I visited but that went unsaid. She knew the area so it was up to her ask the obvious question. 

At the motel, while unpacking I said, "Let's hit the beach." She pulled her suit out of her bag. "Uh, uh, you won't be needing that." She looked at me and I shook my head. Reluctantly, stuffed it back into her bag. 

Putting on a brave face, she grabbed her beach towel and declared, "Ok. Let's go."

As we walked along the beach and came upon the first of the nude sunbathers she immediately became an unabashed voyeur. "Geez," she said glancing at me with a smile of amazement. She continued walking as in a daze. 

I found a place at the fringe of the main crowd. It looked like a good place for a first timer. Within ten yards of us to our right was another couple, somewhat older, obviously veterans nude sunbathing. Ten yards the other way was a single man who reminded me of myself when I used to come alone. He wore only dark glasses and was reading. 

We spread our towels and I quickly stripped. She smiled at me, a little surprised at how fast I had become naked. With a deep breath she pulled off her top. She stood without modesty and slowly folded her blouse. This was the easy part for her. Louise's breasts were exceptional and she did not appear at all shy about exposing them.

She was more hesitant unbuttoning her shorts. Reaching for the button on her shorts she muttered "Geez, I can't believe this." The shorts and panties dropped to the ground exposing her blond pubes to the sunlight for the first time. She quickly squatted to put her shorts in her bag and from that position laid down, on her back. 

I took notice of the single man who was obviously watching her. Both halves of the couple were watching more discretely. I could not tell if she was aware of her audience. 

I reached over and kissed her. She met me with an open mouth obviously quite turned on. Her hand went to my hip pulling me to come closer. Aware of the etiquette of the nude beach (which had a tenuous standing with the law), I was doing my best to stop my cock from growing to its full length. I pulled back. She knew why and laid back again, immersing herself in the experience. A soft breeze caressed her nakedness. 

Since Louise was fair skinned she had to apply some lotion, right away. After a few minutes she sat up and I immediately looked to the the single guy. He was laying on his stomach now reading or he could just as easily be staring directly at her from behind his sunglasses. She began applying the lotion to her face then worked her way down her torso. 

At fist she passed quickly over her breasts but in the end returned to them. Even I who had seen her apply lotion many times became aroused as she worked the oil into them. Was it my imagination or was she spending longer than necessary on them? I could see her nipples shrivel beneath her touch. She put the bottle down and rubbed them with both hands, squeezing and pulling on them before turning onto her stomach. 

She asked me to do her back. I began with her lightly freckled shoulders. When I reached her lower back I hesitated but decided it was within beach etiquette to continue and also rub her her pert butt. As I did I lingered there getting in a couple of healthy squeezes that I am sure were noticed by the single guy and the male of the couple. My pinky even slipped between her legs at which got a grin from her. I quickly did the back of her legs before falling face down on my towel to hide my growing erection.

She rolled onto her back again. I raised my head on one arm. Before me her hard nipples jutted skyward. My eyes roamed down her flat belly to her pubes. Although trimmed they were long enough to flutter in the breeze and through them I could see the single guy looking back at us.

I felt years of inhibitions fall away. It was sinking in. I was finally naked on this beach with my lover, for all the world to see. It felt like the intimacies, previously only shared in the bedroom were now being shared with the world. I felt unbelievably sensual and later she would tell me the same.

Still safely on my stomach I thought more about our public nakedness. A couple strolled by equally naked, holding hands. They looked our way. It was easy to imagine what they might look like fucking. I thought how easy it would for people to imagine Louise and I doing the same. 

Now, it seemed no a big deal if we were to actually to engage in the act of lovemaking in the plain sight of anyone who might care to watch. I leaned over and kissed her and she kissed back passionately. It was all I could do not to touch her in an intimate way.

After a while I asked if she wanted to go into the water. She hesitated. The walk from the towel to the water meant quite a bit more exposure and there were many more people now. 

It was another hour before she finally agreed to go in. We swam out to where she could barely touch bottom and she clung to me. "This is great," Louise said smiling broadly. "I was a little overwhelmed when we first got here but I'm glad you brought me." 

Instinctively we both felt safe to make out. Beneath the water she wrapped her legs around me. It was easy to slip inside of her. With my back to the beach I asked her if people on the beach could tell we were fucking. "I don't think so," she said in a faint voice. 

I said, "Well, I'm sure the people up there certainly can, nodding in the direction to the handful of people that always seemed to be voyeuring from on top of the bluff above the beach. Her eyes focused on them as we continued our brief fuck. We could not stay engaged long as the waves knocked us around. 

After a while Louise got cold and wanted to return to the towels. I chose to stay in the water in part to watch her walk out. It was a beautiful sight to watch my shapely lover emerge from the sea naked. As she did, at least three guys at different places around the beach openly inspected her. They feigned disinterest but watched her all the way to our towels. I could feel their lust for her. I had to catch several waves before my excitement subsided and I could join her on the beach.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully but with much pleasure from watching Louise's nude form laying next to me and watching the many passersby admiring her. She enjoyed the sights too commenting on all the different body types, male and female. 

Back in the motel we showered together. It was a relief to finally give full reign to my excitement. It was a wonder to stand in the shower soaping her. I consider that her nakedness only hours before had been private and was now something quite public. Still damp we fell onto the bed and made love passionately until dark. We had a very late dinner.

We returned to the beach the next day for an equally sensuous time and then headed home. 

In bed at home I asked what it was like for her to be naked to the world for the very first time. She described her initial excitement at see all the nude bodies. She couldn't believe what a sensual experience it was. She thought it was the greatest place on earth as she first walked down the beach. But as we spread out our towels she began to get nervous realizing that she was about to join everyone in their nudity. I thought she had put blinders to enable herself to get naked but she said was of every single guy who eyed her. She told me how the single guy nearby us never took his eyes off her when undressed. She was doing her best to put aside all of her inhibitions while she applied the sun-block and somehow, the time she finished, she was enjoying his gaze. If she was putting on a show for him, he was not the only one enjoying it.

"So when did you start getting turned on?"

"I was never not turned on from the moment you told me to put my suit back into the my bag."

"It's funny," she reflected, "In some ways it was no big deal to be naked. I mean, it's so natural you forget that everything is showing. But then there are moments, you can't help but think about it and it becomes a little overwhelming. I mean, at times I got so turned on I couldn't stand it. Sometimes guys would look at me and I would not think about being completely naked. Then there were other moments when a guy would look at me in the same way but I would feel like I was displaying myself for his pleasure and it would make me a little dizzy. I guess it's a big head game."

We returned to that beach several times that summer, often at her suggestion. She expressed frustration at not being able to find some way of fucking on the beach and more than one once initiated an embrace that aroused me. However, she admitted that if they allowed fucking it bring out all the perverts. "But, there are times" she said, "I almost wouldn't care." And I almost believed her.

One evening we stayed at the beach later than usual, having fallen asleep. When we awoke no one was within 50 yards of us on either side. She took advantage of our being nearly alone and she rolled on top of me. I was quickly hard and she grasped my cock and put it between her legs. I rolled us back onto our sides and grabbed her ass. I pulled one butt cheek aside and exposed her asshole to pussy with the head of my cock peeking out between. She gasped but responded by moving her leg higher onto my hip and rubbing herself against my hardened member. The she asked if anyone was watching. Sadly there wasn't but when I fingered her she came quickly.

"What would you have done if someone was watching?"

"The same. There was nothing I could do. I was too far gone. I just wanted to know."

After going to the nude beach she became much more comfortable about her body. In fact, she rarely wore a bra any longer. The only time she did was to work and family events. Besides, her breasts sat firmly on her chest, not calling obvious attention with a lot of jiggling. 

As a result of liberating her breasts we had one of our more exciting moments. It occurred during a long day trip. We stop at a quick-mart for some drinks. While I stayed in the car she jumped off to get drinks wearing shorts and one of her smaller t-shirts. It had been a hot drive and she was relived to be in the cool store for a couple minutes. The second the cool air touched her skin her nipples pop up. They did so at the slightest provocation anyway. One step into the freezer aisle at the market and they were at attention.

This hot day there was a line in the quick-mart. And it took quite a while for her to check out. Three junior high school aged boys came out of the store ahead of her stocked up with junk food.

"Oh my god," exclaimed one, "did you see the titties on that blonde, shit!" 

"Fuck, yeah! I thought they were going to pop our of her shirt."

"They didn't have to," said a third, "you could see right through it." 

""Naw." 

"Yeah-huh." chimed in the third kid. "You couldn't see the dark circles through her t-shirt?"

"No way." They argued as they walked passed me. 

"You missed it then, man." said the first.

When Louise returned to the car I checked out her still erect nipples. And yes, dark circles were apparent around them. I waited until we were in bed that night to tell her that little story. She he lay there quietly for a few minutes.

"Yeah, I remember them," giggling softly. "They seemed a little squirrely. I didn't stop to think why." She fucked me with renewed energy that night and repeatedly asked to pinch and twist her nipples. Occasionally after that, as we fucked she would say "Remember that day at the quick-mart?" and I would recount the experience, always to the same effect.

The most daring thing we did while together occurred during the holidays one year on our way to a Christmas party. She was wearing a little cocktail dress and not much else. Just before we left the house she got a call from her boss who wanted her to bring something they had been working on to the party to give to him. She had left it at her office but it was on the way to the party. 

Arriving at the deserted office parking lot she said I should come up because it might take her a while to print everything out. Down the hall from her office we ran into the janitors whom she greeted by name. 

Inside of her office was a small reception area with a high counter. I had been there before and never failed to imagine the times she had fooled around with her assistant behind that counter. I remembered one time in particular. 

A customer came in who she thought to be quite hot. She had confessed as much to her assistant. The customer had a particularly involved problem. She called Robert over for his opinion. He came up behind her and gave his advice. As the continued to talk with the customer Robert slipped his hand up her skirt from behind. She almost burst out laughing. It wasn't until he slid his hand inside of her panties from the top that she began to get turned on. He rubbed on cheek then another before sliding one long finger down her crack. She did her best to keep focused on the problem at hand. She could feel a tingle in her nipples as they hardened and became apparent through her thin bra and blouse. She became aroused to the point that she wanted to just lay her head on the counter and let both guys have their way with her.

At long last the customer left. The second the door closed Robert slid a finger into her from behind, she fell forward on the desk and started coming.

After the last of her spasms she turned and lightly slapped his cheek. Trying her best to be angry said "Fuck you." But then they both cracked up. "One of these days, I'm going to hide under the counter and give you a blow-job while some hot chick flirts with you."

I looked at staff pictures tacked up behind the desk. I noticed the picture of her assistant with his arm around her. I asked, "Are you sure no one knew you guys were getting it on?" and pointed to the picture. 




Louise Again



"I'm sure. They wouldn't have passed up the chance to say something." She looked at the picture and said "But that does remind of something." 

She reach for the straps on her dress and slipped them off her shoulders. The material fell to reveal her bare breasts. Instinctively I reached for them. She smiled as I fondled her and she unzipped the dress. It fell to the floor. The panties followed. That quickly she was standing naked behind the front desk to her office. Meanwhile the custodians' vacuum sounded like it was just outside the door.

"Robert and I always joked about fucking on this desk. It seemed pretty naughty since everyone in the company comes here at one time or the other. How about fulfilling a fantasy?" she asked as she climbed onto the desk. Sitting there she put one foot onto the desk and let her leg fall to the side. Her pussy at eye level came into clear view, wet and bright red.

"But..." I started to object thinking of the custodians. I stopped myself realizing the thrill for her now was more than doing it on the reception desk. It had just as much to do with the janitors with whom she was so friendly and who were on the verge of coming in.

She never looked more naked than lying atop that desk in the office environment. I didn't bother to get undressed. The idea of her so exposed beneath me with my clothes on added to her vulnerability. If the janitors came in they would look to her all the more. 

We fucked the best we could on the narrow desktop. Despite our precarious perch we both came. As I started struggle to get down with my pants at my knees I heard a loud click. Our heads snapped in the direction of the door. We fully expected to see the face of one or more of the janitors at the door. But it was closed. 

I was sure I heard something. Then I realized the vacuuming had stopped. As I played the sound back in my mind it dawned on me that maybe the door wasn't opening. It was probably closing. When we left there was no sign of the janitors even though the wastebaskets were still full inside of her office. We'll never know what was seen that evening.

Sadly, outside of bed we had too little in common to sustain our relationship. Both of us were getting restless for a more fulfilling companions. Early the next year we decide to separate. 

During the months that followed we talked occasionally but never saw each other. Then one day she called to tell me her date had cancelled for a modern dance program. I had introduced her to such things which we both found to often be erotic. She wondered if I wanted to go with her. 

Why not? I thought enough time had passed to see each other as friends. However, after the program, in her apartment we found ourselves facing each other with an awkward pause, probably because we were thinking the same thing. We embraced. Soon our clothes were on the floor As she led me to her bedroom I thought about the guy she was supposed to see that night. She had described him as a steady, a euphemism for someone she was sleeping with. She could just as easily be about to fuck that guy rather than me. How far she has come.

In bed it took little coaxing to get Louise to tell me everything she had been doing in and out of bed since we parted. The best fuck she had was again someone she had little I common with and it didn't last long. Another guy was into bondage and had tied her up feet to ankles to the headboard and came on her face. I made her repeat that pose for me. Another lover she met for the first time naked. A girl friend brought him along unexpectedly to a nude beach. Yes, she still went to nude beaches.

For the next couple months we saw each other several times, each date ending in a marathon sex session. She even admitted to me more than once she had just slept with her steady the night before. Something that added fuel to our fire.

One day she called. "You know what I heard is coming up this weekend?" I didn't. "It's Nude Day. And I couldn't think of anyone better to spend it with than the person who introduced me to nude beaches." I didn't hesitate to agree to spend the day naked with her.

Not surprisingly, our nude beach was crowded that day. Louise and I took usual our spot on the fringe of the main knot of people. It seems that the more people use the beach the more voyeurs are bound to be about. Generally it's not bothersome as it's hard to feel singled out of such numbers. The usual groups of servicemen and tourists came and went. 

Late in the afternoon with the crowd thinning, I saw group of guys walking toward us down the middle of the beach, not at the shore like everybody else. They were weaving their way through the beach blankets where the few remaining people were. I also noticed was they appeared to be completely dressed in street clothes. Long pants, even.

In the past the voyeurs never seemed to bother Louise. For one thing they stared from a distance. Either from the cliffs above or from the shore as they walked passed. Anyway, as she put it, "Eyeballs are eyeballs, you can be a voyeur with our without clothes." Good point. But I do believe there was a extra jolt whenever she was naked and confronted with clothed person. It would sometimes happen strolling down the beach. As they approached I could see her study the faces of clothed men as they walked by, even seeing her nipples shrivel under their gaze.

Louise was asleep as they approached. I had returned from the water minutes before and I knew how exposed she was in this position. She was on her back, one leg lolled to the side, slightly bent. Earlier I noticed that she seemed to be shaving a little closer down there. She was not so clean cut the last time we made love. I didn't comment on it but it titillated me as another sign of her growing boldness regarding her body. Also, this was long before waxing was in vogue and it was not so common to see a woman's lips clearly on a nude beach.

I had a funny feeling as they neared. Everyone had cleared out of our immediate vicinity. The thought of these five guys completely dressed coming toward us with the clear intention of eyeballing Louise's naked body made me feel as though her nakedness was an offering to them. That she was lying in a particularly exposed position only added to the butterflies in my stomach. I found myself suppressing a hard-on.

There were five of them, Latino, like myself. However, from their clothes they looked like new arrivals. Funny, I thought, in college we would go down the Tijuana to see naked women, now they come here. 

I looked back at Louise and suddenly she looked so naked and vulnerable. Even I felt unusually bare. I took a deep breath and surrendered to the moment as they neared slowing their pace. From behind my sunglasses I watched as their eyes bore in on her body. No one had ever checked her out so thoroughly. 

They were no more than 10 yards passed when she suddenly awoke. She sat up and looked around. She too saw how out of place they looked and asked, "What's up with them?"

"They've been scoping out the whole beach. They surrounded us a minute ago." 

She continued to watch them move into the distance. "Why didn't you wake me?" she asked almost wistfully.

I invited her to take one more Nude Day dip. In the water I asked, "Why did you want me to wake you?" 

"If I'm going to put on a show I should get to enjoy it too." she said squeezing my cock. Then she kissed me deeply while stroking me underwater. 

"So you want to put on a show do you?" I reach between her legs to find her equally aroused.

"I wouldn't mind." she said full of bravado.

"And what would you do for them?"

"Whatever you wanted." For a moment I thought she was serious but I doubted she had come that far. 

"Safe to say with them far down the beach." I teased. With that she splashed me and swam off calling for them to come back. A joke since the they were long gone and the surf drowned out her voice.

The air cooled and even fewer people remained on the beach. Not knowing when we would enjoy this place together again we were determined to stay late. The nearest people were only specks in the distance. 

Back on our towels, I gazed at her body stretched out before me and thinking about her body through the eyes of the voyeurs. I ran my hand up her belly and copped a feel. She turned and smiled then went back to her book.

It was then I noticed what appeared to be the same group of boys returning for a final pass up the beach. The pickings were slim now and they were obviously returning to get another look at Louise. I rubbed my hand over her flat belly and thought for a minute. "Fuck it." I ran my fingers through her pubes. I fingered her a bit before telling her, "Here come your friends again." 

She took a casual glance over her shoulder and let her book fall to the sand. My finger slid back and forth over her clit. She continued to watch them approach but made no move to halt my hand. 

I dipped two fingers deep inside of her. She didn't move as they got within 10, 5 yards. Then she lifted one leg over mine, exposing herself completely. It was then I knew she actually was going to let them watch. Her eyes flutter and she was breathing heavily.

They could easily see what we were doing even from a distance. My hard-on was hidden by her leg but she remained on display. The moment they stopped in front of us was unbelievable. The world stood still but for my finger gliding across her clit. All five of them stood at our feet, their eyes riveted on her crotch. I felt a pang of guilt about what I was doing. But one look at the way she lay with her legs spread wide with my fingers deep inside of her, cured me of that.

I slid my fingers out and spread her lips given them a look inside of her. One of them squatted at her feet to get a better look, then the others followed. I worried what might happen next. She watched them intently but did not flinch. 

Louise's eyes moved from face to face. Meanwhile they looked from her crotch to her face and back repeatedly, some smiling lecherously, others stone faced. Her face and chest had turned bright as her hands dug deep into the sand. As her excitement grew I found myself growing bolder. I started thinking ahead of what more I might do with her. But then, her head fell back onto the towel and her back arched pushing her breasts high into the air. She grunted loudly several times and for a moment she froze, her eyes shut tight. Then her torso jerk as spasms of pleasure coursed through her. She gasped repeatedly as her torso twisted in ecstasy. It was the most vocal conspicuous orgasm she had ever had. I was briefly taken aback. I watched as amazed by her display as the strangers at her feet. Panting now another spasm or two jerked through her taut belly.

Again, I worried what might happen next. The boys rose and one by one. It was hard to make out their faces with the sun at their backs. But I could see their smiles and heard their exclamations and expressions I knew to be quite vulgar. 

Louise lay limp and vulnerable. I pulled my hand from her crotch and wiped my fingers across her stomach. Another spasm. Her feet stirred in the sand. An odd feeling of pleasure trembled in my belly when I saw her return their smiles. I wondered if she was going too far. A couple of them began rubbing their hard-ons through their jeans and the leader was playing with this belt buckle. 

Suddenly Louise jumped up and squeezed through the line of boys, her bare breast brushing the arm of the apparent leader as she did so. "Adios," she shouted smiling and waving as she sprinted toward the water. I followed her into the surf diving under the waves until we had to tread water. Holding each other we looked to the shore. The young men had continued their cruise down the beach. 

I kissed her deeply. "I wanted to show them more but once I came, I chickened out," she said apologetically.

"You did fine," I said. "That was an amazing performance. You weren't scared?"

"No. I don't know why. Not until it was all over and they looked like they might not leave. That's when I made a break for the water."

"Well, that was the most out of this world thing I have ever seen. You amaze me."

"It was quite an experience. I may have to ask you from time to time to make sure it actually happened."

"I wonder if it went far enough?"

"Hard to say. The timing was right. Anyway, now everyone is gone." Looking over her shoulder at the deserted beach.

"Not everyone," I said nodding upward to the cliffs. There another handful of people watched us.

With that she took my by the hand back to our towels my hard cock bouncing along. There, still in sight of the people on the cliff she laid down with her legs spread and beckoned me to enter her. 

We fucked with the voyeurs above watching. She pushed me off of her and onto my back. Then she mounted me. As I lay on my back I noticed someone on the cliff had produced a pair of binoculars. I pointed out the close-up view someone was getting. 

"Well they can see much like this. Go down on me." I did for a while as she stared back at the small crowd above. Then she said "Sixty-nine."

We rearranged ourselves and as I kneeled over her she lifted her legs until they were locked behind my arms. I buried my face between her legs. After a few minutes she said "Let them see." I lifted my head and sat back with her legs still behind my arms. I'm sure they could see her scarlet slit even without binoculars from above. I caressed her ass and tilted it back to make sure her tiny asshole was also visible too. Unable to stand it any longer she ordered "Eat me." 

It wasn't quite the show we gave the boys but the fact that we were actually fucking and sucking made it a thrill. She came beneath me, her ecstatic writhing not visible to the onlookers. "I think you've waited long enough," she said pushing me onto my back. She positioned herself as best she show off my cock as she sucked. 

It was my turn to put on a show of an orgasm. As I did, I knew how she felt coming before strangers. I squirmed and dug my hands and feet into the sand as she sucked me to a point that I almost had to push her away. Popping my still hard cock out of her mouth she showed it off, stroking and licking for a long while.

Spent we lay spread eagle for the observers to behold until the evening chill forced us back into our clothes.

For one reason or another we were unable to return to the the beach for the rest of the summer and regrettably it would be our last together. We did, however get several opportunities to relive our Nude Day in bed together several times before we eventually lost touch. 



Louise and Emma



My name is Louise and I am a teacher in my 40s. I am also a lesbian, never having had any sexual interest in guys.

Today, something that has been in the pipeline for a while now actually happened. I met up with a girl in her late 30s called Emma whom I met online on a pee fetish site and with whom I have corresponded for some time. She is unmarried but has a long term male partner and a couple of kids, though she is sexually attracted to women too. She has long fantasised about peeing in naughty places but had never done it because she felt bad about making a mess for others, and didn't want to mess up her own place because she wanted to keep it spotless and clean for her kids. Her partner isn't into it anyway.

Well, let's just cut a long story short. I, having confessed my fantasy of watching girls pee all around my place, agreed to let her fulfill her fantasies in my flat if she ever wanted to. Conveniently, she only lives 40 miles away! Eventually after getting to know me online, she agreed to meet me in a public place, and to go back to my flat for later pee fun if all went well. And today was the day! She travelled here by train, we met at the station, went to a local pub for a meal, and enjoyed a few drinks. We were both a bit nervous and tentative at first, but the drinks helped us relax as well as filling our bladders, and we were soon talking about our peeing interests in person as if we had done it a hundred times before.

Anyway, we got to my flat a little tipsy and both desperate for a pee. She wanted to see me piss first, perhaps as a kind of reassurance that peeing in my flat was ok. I suggested we take our clothes off and, after a moment's hesitation, she agreed. We undressed right there in the hallway, then I led her into the kitchen, stood with my legs apart, and started to piss all over the floor as she watched, an expression of glee upon her face. I swayed my hips to spray as wide an area as possible, also pissing against the doors of the fridge and the cooker. The sound of my piss splashing down was very loud and filled the room.

When I finished she wanted to know where she could piss. I told her she could literally pee anywhere except on electrical sockets or devices for obvious reasons, and suggested the living room. As we entered the room, I told her to pee anywhere she liked. So grinning with naughty pleasure, she strode into the centre of the room, squatted down, and immediately began a long pee right there on the carpet. The loud hiss of her relief filled the room, accompanied by a muffled splashing sound that gradually changed in tone and became louder as the carpet beneath her grew saturated with a large and growing puddle. She kept shifting her gaze from me to the carpet beneath her, all the while grinning with absolute glee. This girl was obviously loving what she was doing, which turned me on even more. By the time that she had finished, the puddle in the middle of the carpet was huge.

She stayed with me for several hours, drinking loads of tea, coffee, and soft drinks that I had laid on. We discussed our pee fantasies and past experiences in between pees, everytime we needed to go just peeing anywhere we felt like it. We both peed on my bedroom carpet, I peed on the kitchen table and against the wall in the hallway, she got up and peed on my bed! She also kind of stood astride my living room coffee table and pissed all over it. With our final pee, I got up and peed all over the sofa. Then she agreed, at my behest, to do a standing pee all over my living room carpet, legs apart and hands on hips, which was even sexier than the squatting pee there she had started with.

Shortly after this, washed and dressed, I called her a taxi back to the railway station. All in all it was a fantastic afternoon, the best pee fun I have had in years! I am really going to enjoy sleeping in my wet bed tonight, knowing that I am sleeping in her pee. In fact, I think I might as well just get up and pee on the bed myself just before I turn in! Why not! 



Louise and Her Friend's Father



Saturday afternoon the Wilson's 18-year-old daughter Amy told her parents that her friend Louise was coming over to spend the night. Mrs. Wilson complained and told her she should have told her earlier, because she and Mr. Wilson wanted to go out tonight. Amy told them she was old enough to stay by herself for a few hours and beside it was only the two of them and Louise was going to sleep over. Well after a long discussion and some yelling from the daughter and the wife, she finally gave in and told her daughter Louise could come over. She arrived around 7:00 PM. 

Now Louise was 18 years old the same as Amy their daughter and she was her best friend. But this girl was one sexy young lady who Mr. Wilson felt could pass for 24 or 25 without any problem. She usually wears little or no makeup and is beautiful with her dark brown hair and blue eyes. She stands about 5'3" and he bet she had 32 C breasts. She always smelled clean and nice and not over powering like some girls. She was also a huge cock teaser, a real sexy teaser and one that liked to make a male's cock hard when he watches her. She knew men loved looking at her and she loved the attention. She would bend way over showing the guy her round firm athletic ass or she would lean forward in front of them when she talked showing them her very deep cleavage and maybe half of her full young well developed "C" breasts. She always wore very tight clothes and short skirts and wiggles her ass as she walks. Every man who caught a glimpse of her always turned around and watched her walk away. Her small body always makes Tom, Mr. Wilson's cock get hard every time she came to the house for a visit. She was there so often Any told her mother Louise was like a second daughter to them. Nut Tom didn't think of Louise as a daughter but more liked a woman he would love to fuck.  

Amy was always telling her parents that Louise was very nice girl and didn't take drugs or any of that sort of thing. She was just the biggest flirt with guys of all ages but especially older ones. She did it all the time, with every guy she met. She is very athletic, playing field hockey and tennis along with Amy. 

As usual, Louise was dressed in tight jeans and a tank top that showed her very flat stomach and huge young breasts. She looked hot as always! She came in the living room and said "Hi" to all of them. As she walked by Tom and smiled up into his eyes with that devious sexy look she said, "Hi Mr. Wilson you look very handsome tonight dressed in that dark shirt and jeans!" 

He could immediately feel his cock tingle as it started to get bigger in his jeans. But, his wife and he left a couple of minutes later to go to dinner. After dinner they went to a club to dance and drink. They didn't get home until close to 1:00 AM. 

When they finally got home that night both girls were in their daughter's room and since the light was still on Tom knocked on the door. His daughter asked who it was and opened a little when she heard her father's voice. She saw it was he and opened the door all the way as he walked into the room just inside the doorway. As he stood there taking in the view he saw Louise siting on the bed doing her toenails. Her long tee shirt was up around her waist and Tom could see her sitting in her pink little panties. Her shapely legs were sticking out from between those panties and he marveled at her shapely young thighs. She was sitting on the bed with her left leg on the bed bent at the knees, painting the nails on her toes. Her other leg was hanging off the bed and they were opened just enough so that he could see the front of her panties around her cunt and the jar of polish. Tom could see the bulge of her pussy mound that was fully apparent and pressing against the tight material. She had her thighs open just enough so that the polish was resting between them. She looked up and smiled and she didn't move or try to cover up. Her tee shirt showed those big tits pushing out against the material and Tom saw her nipples, which were very apparent. Tom knew she wasn't wearing a bra. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She had to notice his eyes traveling up and down her body more than a second or two. Finally he turned to his daughter.

Tom asked his daughter if everything was OK and when she told him yes; he could smell booze on her breath. He asked her if she had been drinking and she told him they both had a beer, but only one. Louise then said, "Come on in Mr. Wilson, here sit next to me." 

Tom asked his kid if she was OK? But he was looking at Louise. Amy wasn't happy about her father looking at her friend Louise and stood by the door. Tom didn't move. While he wanted to sit next to Louise he didn't dare. He stood in the doorway and Louise smiled again at him and then said: "How was your evening Mr. Wilson? You guys have a good time tonight?" 

She didn't make a move to close her thighs or cover her panties. Tom smiled and looked down at her pussy and then up into her eyes with what he was sure was a very hungry look. Then he looked right down to her pussy again and told her, "It was OK, nice. But Mrs. Wilson had a little too much to drink and went to bed as soon as we got in the house. She is most likely asleep by now. How was your night girls? Do anything cool?" 

He turned and looked at his daughter, and then heard her say, "Not much TV and made something to eat and had a beer."

He turned back to look at Louise again and she smiled at him. Seems she was smiling all the time at him and he wondered what she was thinking. She pulled her other leg up on the bed now bending it as she sat there resting her arms around the tops of her knees and put her head on the top of her knees. She said, "It was boring since none of the boys we knew called us and you weren't here either Mr. Wilson."

She smiled again and then moved her legs until she was sitting cross-legged now. Tim looked directly between them and saw the small patch of material that was covering her beautiful young pussy. He sighed with desire. Louise watched his eyes and saw him looking between her legs again. She pushed her ass forward a little making the front of her panties pill even tighter. Tim could see the slit outline of her pussy now. His cock jumped with his excitement as he looked again directly at where her smooth thighs met her body. Her nice pussy slit made a long outline against the material of the panty. He could see a sweet little bulge in the pink material where her legs met and the outline of her pussy lips were evident enough to make him shift his feet as he felt his cock beginning to harden more in my jeans. . "Oh if only that small patch of cloth on her little pink bikini panties was gone", Tim was thinking. 

Tom just knew she had a very sweet tight pussy. He was thinking she must shave that pussy or trimmed it close since there was no sign of any hair or stubble around her panty leg opening and both were only an inch from that pussy. He moaned to himself and she watched his eyes looking at her thighs. She shifted them again on purpose. 

Tom realized he had been looking directly at her pussy and he finally turned away. When he looked at his daughter Tom realized she was wearing a pair of thong panties! "God she had a thong on with that ass. That should have been illegal", he said again to himself.

His cock was hard and pushed out against the front of his jeans he knew it was noticeable. The idea of these beautiful young women and what they were wearing was stimulating him more with each second that went by. One with a very small pair of bikini panties and the other one had on a thong. Tom saw the shaving cream and razor on her dresser and he knew they must have both shaved their pussy tonight while he was out. He had to leave his cock was hardening faster with every second and hurt as it was housed in his tight jeans. 

As Tom turned he stopped at the doorway and chatted another minute with both girls trying not to be overly obvious about looking at Louise again. But each time she moved he would look her way. Finally, she moved her legs and sat up and crossed one over the other covering her cunt. He had to look away because his mouth was watering as he saw her legs and breasts. Louise looked right at his bulge pushing out against his jeans. She smiled up at him and licked her lips. Tom swore that he could have cum right there if she had touched him. She was teasing and flirting with him badly tonight. He asked them again how many beers they had and Louise told him, "Just the one beer and a cranberry and vodka drink. That's all Mr. Wilson, how many have you had?" 

Tom was a little upset but didn't say anything as he was to busy staring at her tits and legs. He could swear that he could see a small wet stain in the center of her panties now as she stood up. Na, it was his imagination he was sure! As she stood there and had her legs open a little he said to himself, "No wait, there is a very small wet stain directly in the center of her panties. Jesus her pussy is wet."

Finally, she walked towards the door and the bathroom, which meant she had t walk past him. He watched her walk towards him as her tits bounced and swayed as she came closer. Tom moved away from the side of the door, and stood next to his daughter. Louise came up to him and said softly, "Excuse me Mr. Wilson I have to go pee."

He stuttered and said, "OK. Have good night girls!" 

As Louise past him Tom closed the bedroom door half way saying good night to his daughter. Then he turned around and walked down the hallway. He saw Louise standing by the bathroom door with her ass pointing towards him. Those pink panties fit tightly around the cheeks of her sweet round ass and she looked damn erotic. She had a very nice round high standing ass! Tom could only imagine her pumping that ass up into him as he fucked her! 

She turned her head and told him, "Good night Mr. Wilson sleep well!"

She smiled and looked down his body and then right at the bulge in his pants again. He felt it jumping with desire for her and she smiled. She turned and walked into the bathroom closing the door. Tom's daughter was now on the bed and looked very sleepy. He was guessing it was from the drinks she had. As Tom looked in he told her good night again but she didn't answer him. He closed the door all the way. 

Tom was about half way down the hall when Louise called to him. Then he saw her ran slowly down the hall. God her very nice tits were bouncing up and down as she ran. She told him, "The bathtub is stopping up Mt. Wilson. Could you take a look at it? I want to take a shower and wash this dirty body before I go to bed." 

She ran her hands up and down the sides of her body. Tom smiled and looked her up and down. God she was hot! He knew her tits were huge for her size! She looked up at him and said, "Well it's dirty Mr. Wilson and I always take a shower or bath before I go to bed! It helps to relieve the tension and helps me sleep better." 

Tom just said, "I bet you do. It's always good to be clean in case you get kidnapped in the middle of he night by some handsome stranger!" 

Tom laughed and she smiled as she looked at his bulge again. They started to walk down the hallway with her in front of him. He watched her ass sway from side to side and again imagined him fucking her, this time from behind. As he passed his daughter's bedroom door he looked in again and saw her lying on the bed, her eyes were closed and he figured she was almost asleep. 

Tom then walked into the bathroom with Louise and knelt down to see big bunch of hair in the drain. He used his fingers but it was stuck tight. Tom knew he needed something long and thin to get the clog out. As he turned his head to ask her to look in the closet, his eyes looked directly between Louise's athletic smooth legs. He saw the little bulge in her pink panties up close now and knew for sure there was a wet spot there. She was standing right next to him watching him watching her pussy. Her pussy was only inches from his face! She asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you? Can you unplug it for me?"

Tom looked up at her and she smiled down at him as she took a step even closer! She bent over and her Tee shirt top opened enough to show Tom a large amount of her breasts. His eyes went right to them and for the first time Tom saw all of he tits and the red hard nipples attached to them. He moaned a little of it came out and she heard it. She was looking down and slowly turned her head and saw him looking down the neck of her tee shirt. She smiled and slowly closed the top of her shirt. She smiling again and said, "Oops, I didn't realize my top was open that much. Have a good look Mr. Wilson?"

Tom couldn't think of anything to say he was busted and so he just smiled and told her, "I don't mind at all, in fact you are a very beautiful young woman and I think you have a wonderful body. So I don't mind looking at it!" 

She stood back up and Tom could now smell her body. It smelled sweet! She stood there with her pussy inches from his face and he said, "You smell wonderful Louise. What is that you are wearing?"

She told him, "It's a body spray and I wear it almost all the time. "I love it! It makes me feel sexy. The she said softly, "Here, smell right here." 

She was pointing at the top of her right thigh very near where the cloth to her panties started. Tom moved his face to where she was pointing and inhaled deeply. Then she said, "And here too. Smell right here Mr. Wilson."

He moved his face over to her other thigh and as he passed her pussy mound in took another deep breath and received a hint of her real body musk. As he moved his nose to her thigh he touched both sides of her hips with my hands. She didn't jump or move them away. Tom took another chance and started to lick across her upper leg with his tongue. She took her hands and put them on both sides of my head. She gently moved them and directed his head towards her pink center. 

Tom let her move his face to her pussy center. There was a darker spot in the middle of the pink material now and almost immediately his mouth and tongue tasted it. She was delicious. As his mouth moved over that little bulge and the dark spot in the middle Tom covered her pussy with his mouth and sucked. She moaned and held my head as she opened her thighs wider. . As Tom sucked the cloth of her panties and some of her actual pussy into his mouth, he held her hips and moved his mouth around pushing in and around. He was moving his lips around her snatch and stimulating her pussy. With each movement he heard Louise moan or sigh! She said, "Oh Mr. Wilson that feels so good. How does it smell now? Is it as nice as my body spray?" 

Tom looked up into her eyes and took his mouth off of her panties long enough to said, "It's much better Louise sweeter and smells fantastic. But I need to do some more testing! OK?" 

She smiled down at him and said, "Do whatever you want to make sure I smell and taste OK. I don't want to smell bad before I go to bed Mr. Wilson!" 

He took his fingers and gently slid the leg of her panties to the side an inch. He saw a very bald opened beautiful pussy. It was swollen and puffy and he felt it was as lovely as he imagined! When he put his face into it, he found out that it was also a very wet pussy. Facing that wet pussy, Tom licked it right in the center with his tongue and she arched and pushed her cunt into his mouth. She spread her legs even wider and put one foot up on the bathtub! "Oh my god she had gotten me into the bathroom and had me against the bathtub so I could eat her pussy", Tom said to himself, "She is so beautiful."

Tom put his hands around her body and held her ass pulling on it as he pushed her pussy into his mouth. He covered all of her sweet young cunt and licked her opening like a starving man! He kept sticking his tongue into her as deep as he could get it as rubbed her ass with both hands. She held his head and told him how very good he was making her feel. 

He mouth sucked that young pussy making soft and tender love to it. He rotated his tongue inside her opening and then licked up the pink slit! She held his head tighter now and pushed it tighter into her body each time he got into her hole or touched her very hard clit. She arched her back and pushed that pussy into his face as she held his head tightly and began to hump on it. 

Tom loved the taste and her smell. Her body spray and her sexual musk mixed together were driving him over the edge. He moved his hands around to the front of her body now and used his fingers to spread her wet cunt lips wider apart. He sucked that beautiful pink inside of her cunt and then located her very hard full clit now! It was so swollen that it looked and felt huge. Tom flicked his tongue over it again and again until she shoved her body against him, moaned and began to fuck his face hard and fast. He marveled at her beautiful body cumming so hard against his mouth. She held his face directly on her clit now and moaned louder and humped and humped and humped faster and faster until she arched her back and squeezed her ass cheeks as she froze and climaxed. "Oh Jesus! Oh Jesus! Oh!! OH! OH! Oh God Mr. Wilson. Oh yes, yes, yes....yes....yes...yes!" Oh GOD! YESSSSSSSSS!," she cried out. Tom knew she had climaxed from his mouth and tongue loving her pussy.

As her orgasm swept over her beautiful young body he heard her grunting and whimpering as she pumped that sweet body into his face and continued to climax. Tom could now taste her sweet cum juices as the flowed into my mouth! She was cumming very hard and she was so young and so sweet as he continued to lick and suck on her cunt! As her wetness came spilling out of her opening Tom drinking all of her juices and just kept licking an sucking! He didn't move his face out from between her thighs. He held his face right there and his mouth on her cunt and continued to work on her pussy.

She moaned again and again as she climaxed again seconds behind her first. She had two orgasms in a matter of seconds. Finally when he looked up, he could see she had her tee shirt up over her breasts and was holding each breast as she sucked on one of those beautiful red nipples! Her tits were so nice, and he lifted one of his hands up her body and squeezed one of her tit as she kept on sucking and sucking the other one! 

She finally let his head go and fell back against the wall. Tom was still on his knees and he looked up and saw her looking down at me. She smiled so sexy and said, "Oh Mr. Wilson! That was wonderful. I always wanted to try that too. Thank you sweetie. God! You are very good at that Mr. Wilson! I never cum that fast in my life! I knew you would be good at licking my pussy! I just knew it. And I loved it too. Oh my! I absolutely love having my pussy licked! God you got me off so fast, you are very good! I owe you one Mr. Wilson."

She adjusted her panty and pulled her top down covering her breasts again. Then she turned and walked towards the door of the bathroom. She had taken a few steps away from him when she stopped and bent over. She looked over her shoulder and told him, "Here's how it looks from behind."

She pulled her panties down to her knees and bent over showing him both of her ass and pussy holes. Tom told her: "Why don't you come back over here and I eat you again!" 

She smiled at him as she stayed bent over with her back still towards him. Then she said, "Feel it! You have it all hot and bothered!" 

Tom stood up and moved behind her. He ran his hand under her ass and between her legs from the back and cupped her very fat swollen pussy with the palm of his hand. It felt so wet and he was so fucking hard! She turned around and told him, "Do you like that Mr. Wilson? One day soon I may want to see that big bulge in your pants. It looks huge! How big is it Mr. Wilson? Are you as good with that big bulge as you are with your tongue?"