1 comments/ 9139 views/ 0 favorites Weekend at Sleepy Creek By: AEPoe Cabin One Michael had not been to Sleepy Creek Cabins since his honeymoon five years earlier. Sleepy Creek, a bed and breakfast that featured four cabins tucked into the Virginia mountains provided the perfect level of comfort and isolation for a week of pure enjoyment for Michael and his new bride. They had stayed in Cabin One, which featured a full kitchen, covered back porch, king bed and full size Jacuzzi that had a view of the entire grounds. From the back porch, and the Jacuzzi, Michael and Suzie could see the back porch of Cabin Two, which at the time was not occupied. They soaked in the tub, walked the nearby nature trails and made love in the cool night air multiple times. But that was five years ago. Now divorced, the 35-year-old engineer was checking into Cabin One alone for a much needed weekend away from cell phones, internet connections and his hectic work schedule. The marriage had lasted just two years. Apparently Suzie was more interested in sleeping with her co-workers than settling down and starting a family with her husband. Two positive things did come from the break-up though. One: there were no children to force Michael and Suzie to be civil with each other for the rest of their lives; and two: Michael had worked out his frustrations and heartache through physical activity. He had become an avid runner and sculpted his 6'2 frame to 170 pounds of lean muscle. He wore his hair short now and was clean shaven, a drastic change from his long hair, bearded look the last time he checked into Cabin One. The inn keepers, Barbara and Joseph Miller, welcomed Michael with their complimentary cookies and smiles when he checked in on Friday evening in late August. The Millers had run Sleepy Creek for more than 30 years and were the definition of a happily married couple. Both were somewhat plump but attractive and Michael noticed how Joseph playfully patted his wife's wide bottom when asking her to move aside so he could get the key to Cabin One. "Looks like you are going to have a great weekend of weather up there," Barbara said while handing Michael his key. She mentioned that only one other cabin, Cabin Two, was booked for the weekend. "You will pretty much have the whole place to yourself." Michael smiled, took the key and cookies and thanked Joseph and Barbara. Cabin One was at the top of the mountain, a five minute drive from the main lodge, where the Millers lived and where breakfast was served each morning. Cabin Two was located below Cabin One on the lone road going up the mountain with Cabins 3 and 4 located just a few hundred feet from the main lodge near the community swimming pool. Michael noticed a BMW parked outside of Cabin Two as he made his ascent to the top of the mountain but didn't see any people milling around. He made his way into his cabin and placed the beer and food he had brought along into the kitchen. He opened the back sliding door that opened onto the porch and let the breeze in. Cabin Two Richard and Julie walked into Cabin Two and were shocked that it looked nearly identical to the way it had when they spent their honeymoon there more than 30 years earlier. They were just kids then, recently married and excited to start their lives together. Sleepy Creek was the perfect oasis for a young couple seeking a romantic week away to celebrate their nuptials. Now in their mid 50s with three adult children, the two had returned to unwind and spend some quality time together. "I can't believe it, can you Richard?" Julie asked as they walked into the open floor plan of the cabin. The large kitchen, comfortable sitting area, fireplace, all looked the same. She wandered the cabin, her dark red hair glistening in the fading afternoon sun that shone through the large windows. Julie was plump. 5'5 170lbs or so but still had a girlish look to her face. Carrying three children had given her large, heavy d-cup breasts that sagged more than they used to but still excited her husband. She swayed her round bottom and wide hips as she explored the bathroom, remembering the fun she and Richard had in the Jacuzzi during the last visit. "It is remarkable. It is exactly like I remembered it," Richard said, placing their bags on the king bed in the bedroom. Julie put some drinks and food they had brought into the refrigerator and the cupboards in the kitchen and opened the sliding glass door that led to the back porch. A cool, early autumn breeze blew into the Cabin, swaying the yellow sundress she was wearing. In the bedroom, Richard had slipped off his sandals and begun unpacking their belongs, placing them into the antique dresser. He had almost finished unpacking their things when he came across his wife's panties. Even in his 50s Richard still got excited at the sight of a woman's panties, especially his wife's. Most were the run of the mill sort she wore on a daily basis: conservative, full-back, cotton panties in varying colors. But boy did he love the way they snuggled Julie's curves. Richard got to a few g-strings his wife had packed and began to feel his cock harden under his khaki shorts and boxers. Julie's thick ass looked fantastic covered by just a few strings of thin satin. He rubbed a red g-string against his face several times before placing them into the drawer. "What are you up to in here," Julie said as she entered the bedroom. Richard had moved to the sitting chair next to the bed, looking at the majestic mountain view the room featured. "It is just so amazing up here," he said. "I got all the clothes put away." Julie smiled and thanked him. She told him the drinks and food were in the fridge and the snacks were in the kitchen if he wanted anything. "Maybe in a bit," Richard said, transferring his gaze from the view out the window to his wife, who was now standing in front of the antique dresser fixing her red hair in the mirror that sat above it. Julie slide the sundress off of her freckled shoulders and it fell to the floor. Richard basked in the sight of her large breasts pressed into her white bra. She was wearing black panties, full-back and cotton but the clung to her ass cheeks beautifully. When she bent over to pick the sundress up the sides slipped farther toward her crack, exposing more of her beautiful ass cheeks. Julie folded the dress neatly and placed it on the top of the dresser. In the mirror, she could see the reflection of her husband sitting in the arm chair. He had unbuttoned his shorts, pulled his boxers down and exposed his hard cock. She had enjoyed licking, sucking and fucking Richard's cock many times in her 50-plus years. It was a little less than average size in length and width, but she came hard from it no matter. She felt her pussy moisten at the sight of her husband's cock. She didn't say a word, she starred at him in the mirror and unhooked her large white bra. Her D-cups breasts spilled out, sagging and free to the word. She rubbed her hands over them, massaging the underside where the underwire had made small red lines. "Mm, that feels so much better," she said. Richard was starring at her breasts now, stroking his hard cock slowly. Julie ran her hands over her breasts for several minutes, stopping to flick her hard, large, dark nipples every so often. She moved her hand down to the crotch of her black panties and rubbed her pussy underneath. She trembled at the feeling. Julie was turned on now, gushing. She angled herself just right to point has ass directly at Richard, bent over at the knees and slide off her panties. He starred at her wide open asshole, the tuffs of her red bush were pushed between her legs as she stood there bent over. He stroked faster. Julie stood upright and looked back into the mirror. She ran her hand down over her heavy breasts and down her ample stomach. Below was a full bush of dark red hair. Julie had never bucked the trend of wearing a bush and loved to run her fingers through the thick hair, like she was now for her husband. She gazed at Richard who was stroking fast now. He starred at her naked body. Julie slide her right hand down to her wetness and rubbed her clit is small circles. Richard adjusted himself on the arm chair, pulling his shorts and boxers completely off. His legs were spread wide and, through the reflection in the mirror, Julie could see he was rubbing his heavy balls with one hand and stroking his cock with the other. She slide two fingers inside her pussy and began exploring her sex. She went slow at first, tracing the outline of her inner vagina before settling near her g-spot. Her legs were in a wide stance now. Her right hand was buried in her wet pussy and her left hand explored her breasts and nipples. She was panting now, moving her body in rhythm with her masturbation. Julie felt her orgasm coming on. She closed her eyes for just a moment and cam hard on her hand. "Oh, yes," she said, her knees weakening. She opened her eyes and turned to Richard to see him shoot a large load of thick cum into the air. The first few squirts landed on the lower portion of his tee shirt, some oozed out onto his throbbing cock. Richard was still starring at her and stroking his cock slowly. She walked to him and stood between his open legs. "Looks like you are going to need a new shirt," she said, with a devilish grin as she reached down and gently stroked his spent cock. Her right hand was covered in a mixture of his cum and her own. She brought it slowly to her mouth and licked it clean. As she did, Richard ran his hands around her waist and kneaded her ass checks. He ran one hand down her ass in between her legs and gently slid a finger in her dripping pussy. Julie bent over and licked the cum off Richard's cock. As she did, he licked her juices from his finger. "I think this is going to be a good weekend," he said. Cabin One Michael had cracked open the first beer of what he imagined would be the first of many for the weekend. As beautiful and majestic as the mountain retreat was, he couldn't help but think of how much potential his failed marriage had showed the last time he was here. He had stripped off his shoes, shirt and shorts and was standing in just his boxers shorts at the open sliding glass door. The afternoon sun was setting and Michael starred down the mountain. All looked quiet. When he and Suzie had been here for their honeymoon they had enjoyed sitting nude out on the back porch. It was the first time Michael had done anything that resembled nudist activity and it excited him. Of course, at that time there were no other occupants at the other cabins and he didn't have to worry about being exposed to strangers. Michael gazed down to Cabin Two. He could faintly see the fading sun reflect off the BMW but saw no other signs of life. They probably wouldn't be able to see me anyway, being at a higher elevation and all. I don't care anyway. I have nothing to be ashamed of, he thought. He slid his boxer briefs off, exposing his cock. It was heavy and thick, even when soft. Michael had never actually measured it, but Suzie told him on multiple occasions he had to be close to 8 inches. She loved to slide her hands up his legs while they were in bed together and find his soft cock. She would lay her slender body on her side and massage it with her manicured hands until it sprang to life. Once hard, she stroked his cock under their expensive comforter as Michael reached around and fingered her tight ass. When they were both good and turned on she would sit on his face, grinding her tight waxed pussy against his tongue and beard. Suzie liked to ride his face until she cam then stand up, hovering her dripping pussy directly over his face before making her way to his big cock and riding it wildly. She rode up and down hard and fast, screaming and moaning the whole time. He loved looking up at her face in pure ecstasy as she fucked him. He would grab her hips and bounce her small frame on his cock, running his hands up to her small breasts and sensitive pink nipples. Michael had his eyes closed remembering all the times he and his wife fucked. He was laying now on one of the longue chairs on the back porch, his cock fully hard in the late day sun. How could two people with such sexual chemistry end up in divorce? Michael reached down and began stroking his cock fast and hard. His eyes were closed and he was picturing Suzie's perfect pussy hovering just over his face. He could still taste her sweet sex on his lips, even now, alone. He stroked faster, getting excited at the memory of her riding his cock with her eyes closed, screaming, "Fuck me, fuck me, yes fuck me." His cock was fully engorged now, sticking out at attention in the open mountain air. It was thick with neatly trimmed, brown pubic hair and a large, smooth head. Suzie had said Michael was lucky that he had such a big cock that still had a smooth look to it, not full of veins like some. Michael stroked faster now, feeling he was about to explode. He took long, fast strokes now, again picturing his ex-wife riding him in their bedroom. When Suzie knew Michael was close to cumming she would scream "cum inside me, fill me up with your warm cum." He heard those words in his mind as he exploded into an orgasm, shooting his thick cum all over his bare chest, stomach, cock and balls. He exhaled deeply as he cam, curling his toes in pleasure before his entire body went limp on the longue chair. Cabin Two Julie and Richard had cleaned themselves up, just a bit, and were fixing dinner in the kitchen. They were so turned on by the spontaneously erotica from earlier in the day that neither had gotten fully dressed again, expecting more fireworks as the evening wore on. The Millers offered a complimentary breakfast each morning and also cooked dinner for guests, if they so requested. However, Julie and Richard preferred to eat in their cabin and had brought enough food to fend for themselves. Julie had put on a fresh pair of panties, white, cotton string bikinis that Richard couldn't take his eyes off of. The way the small string sides got almost lost in her womanly hips drove him crazy. Her large breasts were no longer confined to a bra and swayed with each movement she made until a thin, blue tank top. Richard had taken his cum-stained shirt off and slide into a pair of black, mesh workout shorts. He loved the way the soft mesh felt against his uncovered cock. Richard was on the back porch, he had fired up the grill and was getting ready to put on some hotdogs and hamburgers. He gazed up at Cabin One, but outside of the tops of the windows and the railing of the porch, he couldn't see anything. Barbara and Joseph had said there was a tenant there for the weekend, but neither he nor Julie had seen anyone. Julie was inside cutting up some fresh lettuce, carrots and cucumbers for a salad. There was a small radio in the kitchen that she had turned to a jazz station that was filling the air with music. That radio was the only piece of technology in the cabin. Julie still felt turned on fingering herself while watching her husband masturbate. She and Richard had been married for more than 30 years and while there were certainly times she had seen him stroke his cock, and he saw her play with her pussy, they had never watched each other masturbate fully to orgasm. Typically, after a few moments of playing they joined forces and made love, but this afternoon, in the dying light of the mountain sun, she had been more turned on by watching her husband jerk off then she had been in years. She felt her pussy moisten again. Julie gazed out the kitchen window to the back porch and watched Richard put the burgers and hot dogs on the grill. She was finished with the salad and was about to join her husband on the porch when the phone in the kitchen rang. "Is that the phone?" Richard asked in a tone of disbelief. "I'm sure it is Barb or Joseph calling to see if we want dinner." Main Lodge "Looks like it is going to be a pretty quiet weekend, huh Barb," Joseph said, standing behind the counter organizing the paperwork for the inn's weekend guests. "I think we have a good group here," Barbara said, her flowing dress moving with her as she cleaned up the front counter next to her husband. "We will have to check and see if anyone wants dinner tonight." Joseph was in his 70s, with thinning brown hair and a small pot belly. He was short for a man, only 5'7 or so, which made him look plumper than he was. He and his wife Barbara, slightly younger than Joseph with Grey hair, had bought Sleep Creek in their 30s and loved everything about being inn keepers. Barbara was 5'3 and around 180lbs, a round woman with a round face and enormous breasts that sagged quite a bit in her old age. The couple had bought the property from the previous owner with money Joseph had inherited from his father upon his untimely death. The four cabins were updated slightly over the years, adding Jacuzzi tubs in all the rooms, which couples raved about, and large open porches to spend time outdoors. The added a pool, workout room and sauna near the main lodge that many guests took advantage of, especially the pool during the summer months. The Millers had strict policy that only adults could stay at Sleepy Creek, not because it was a nudist camp, per se, but because they wanted it to be a place adults could come and unwind and not have to worry about the awkwardness that could develop around children. The sign near the pool said in large red letters "Nude Sunbathing is Allowed." Barbara and Joseph had their own living space through a small door behind the front desk. They were, by all intents and purposes, nudists. They didn't advertise as nudists and covered themselves up when the guests were arriving to check in for the weekend but as they got more familiar with each guest they gauged their comfort level and often times exposed their lifestyles to others. They did not know any of the three guests who were staying this weekend and would have to proceed with caution, at least at first. Barbara was bending over filing some paperwork in the lower file cabinet when she felt her husband's hand run up her dress to her nude ass underneath. She had stopped wearing panties years ago and Joseph loved to going exploring under her dress. "Mm, what have we got here," he said as his hand slide under his wife's dress and found her large, round ass. "I think we have a full moon." We was rubbing Barbara's ass in big, slow circles, his long fingers lingers at her crack each time he passed over it. "You are too much," she said, opening her legs wider as she continued to file away the paperwork. "I just can't help myself, you know that," he said. He slide he had down between her legs and found her moist sex. He found her clit, already throbbing in delight. Barbara stood frozen for a few moments, enjoying the familiar touch of her lover's hands on her sex. She licked her lips and bent over farther, spread her legs a bit more granting easier access to her partner. Joseph explored her deeper, sliding two fingers slowly and gently in and out of her warm womanhood. She closed her eyes and began to be taken away by her pleasure. For a few moments she rode the wave of excitement from her husband's touch before reality jolted her back. "I have to call the guests to see if they want dinner, you just calm down," she said, moving away from her husband and sitting at the desk behind the counter. The only outside phone line ran to the main lodge, but each cabin had a phone in it that could make or receive calls from the lodge. Guests often requested towels, snacks, ice or other services during their stay it is easier to pick up the phone than drive or walk down the mountain. Barbara picked up the phone and hit the button corresponding to Cabin Two. As the phone began to ring, Joseph spun her around in the chair and dropped to his knees. He shot his wife a smile before burying his head under her flowing dress. Barbara, still turned on from the tease she had gotten minutes earlier, did nothing to fight him off. She sat back and propped one of her legs over the arm of the chair, giving her husband full access to her dripping pussy. Weekend at Sleepy Creek Joseph admired his wife's pussy. Full, mature, with a thick matt of grey pubic hair. I ran is tongue along her inner thighs, bringing them to the point where her legs met her pelvis. He licked up and down the crack between the two, alternating legs. He licked above her pussy, blowing softly on Barbara's clit as he made his way to her taint. The area below Barbara's pussy had sparse grey hairs that ran to the bottom of her ass. Joseph's tongue explored all the spaces between her asshole and pussy. "Hello, this is Cabin Two," Julie said in a pleasant voice. "Hey Julie, this is Barb down at the lodge." "Hey Barb, we are having a great time. " "I am so glad to hear it," Barbara said, holding back the pleasure in your voice. Joseph heard the conversation progressing and went in for the kill. He licked his way from his wife's asshole to her throbbing clit, running his tongue along her slit on the way. He flicked her pussy gently and in small circles. Barbara bucked under the feeling. "I was just calling to check on your dinner plans. Will you all be dinning with us tonight," Barbara could barely keep it together. Her voice was cracking. One hand held the phone while the other had a full handful of Joseph's tee shirt, holding on for dear life. Joseph flicked her clit faster, working in a manner that he knew drove his wife to ecstasy. "No. We brought some hot dogs and hamburgers, so I think we are just going to fend for ourselves," Julie said, noticing the change in Barbara's voice. "Ok, fantastic." Joseph had her on the verge of cumming now. "We will see you in the morning for breakfast then," Barbara said, panting now as her orgasm came on. "Sounds great." "See you in the morning." Barbara could barely get the words out of her mouth. Julie had to know what was going on, but at that moment she didn't care. She hung up the phone and cam hard onto her husband's face. She pulled harder on Joseph's shirt and convulsed in the chair. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Yes. Oh, I'm cumming. Oh yes, I'm cumming." Joseph gently licked her pussy as she came down from her orgasm. His face was covered in her juices. Barbara sat there, running her fingers through his thin hair now. "Oh god he make me feel so good, sweetie," she said with a final shake. "I need that so badly." Joseph looked up and smiled. "Do you think she knew you were getting eaten out?" "She had to have known, I could barely speak, it felt so good," Barbara said. "Glad I could help, dear," he said. Barbara smiled a wicked smile and licked her lips. Joseph's cock was rock hard in his shorts. He wanted badly to just take it out and have her suck him dry, but there was work to be done. Cabin One Michael had come inside to wipe the cum off of his chest, stomach and balls and get a fresh beer. He had felt great after jerking off and the sensation of walking around the cabin nude invigorated him. He popped open a second beer and took one of the sandwiches he brought with him out of the fridge. Sitting next to the phone was a small brochure explaining the different amenities offered by the inn keepers. He sat down at the kitchen table, the cool air felt great against his bare cock, as he browsed. Breakfast, dinner on request, cookies, pool, workout room, sauna, access to nature trails, massages. Massages? They offer Massages here? God I could use a good rub down, he thought Cabin One Michael picked up the in-house phone and dialed down to the main lodge. Joseph picked up and Michael informed him that he would not be needing dinner this evening. "We will see you for breakfast then," Joseph said, he was standing with his back against the counter, facing his Barbara who was still sitting in the desk chair. She spun around when the phone rang and was running her bare feet up and down Joseph's exposed lower legs. "Absolutely," Michael replied. "I will be there for breakfast." He paused for a beat and then shyly asked about the massage services offered. "Sure, sure, we offer a variety of massages," Joseph said with excitement in his voice. Across from him, Barbara's eyes lit up. He explained to Michael that both he and Barbara were certified massage therapists in Swedish, Stress Point, Reflexology, Sports Massage, Deep Tissue and Hot Stone massage. "What would you recommend for a recently divorced, stressed out, workaholic in his mid 30s?" Michael asked. "Well, outside of the traditional massages, we also offer a number of more...well...involved massages," Joseph said calming tone. Barbara's bare feet had made their way up his leg and were rubbing Joseph's inner thigh. Her toes were brushing against the zipper of his khaki shorts. She could feel the hardness of his cock, squeezed into his short but aching to get out. On the other end of the phone, Michael's own cock twitched at the idea of more involved massage. Standing nude in the kitchen, sipping a cold beer and eating a ham and cheese sandwich in the fading sunlight, he pressed Joseph for more information. "I'll tell you what. When were you thinking about getting the massage?" he asked. "I like to go for an early morning run, probably shower when I get back, right after that would be best. Around 10 am I guess." "Perfect. Barbara and I will see you, in your cabin, tomorrow at 10." Joseph hung up the phone before Michael could say anything else. The sun had set and the cabin was dark. He turned on the light in the living room, which kept most of the kitchen and the entire back porch in the dark. Michael finished his beer and sandwich and went out onto the dark, back porch, he opened the lid of the Jacuzzi and felt the water. Perfect, he thought. Nothing like an evening soak in a hot tub with a few cold beers. He grabbed a few more beers from the fridge, turned all the lights off inside, walked to the porch and slide his nude body into the warm tub, cloaked in total darkness. Michael drank and enjoyed the contrast of the cool night air and the warm hot tub water. He knew the relaxing jets and the alcohol would provide for a great sleep tonight and he was eager to start the next day with a run through the forest. Main Lodge "Sounds like we may have a little fun tomorrow morning," Joseph said. His cock was hard and he felt the precum dripping already as his wife worked her feet deep into his khaki-covered crotch. "Mmm, what kind?" "He doesn't know yet, but sounds like he is in need of one of our special massages," Joseph said. The teasing was too much for him now. He moved his wife's feet away and unbuttoned his shorts. When he slides them down his hard cock, six inches and thick sprang to attention. "Hopefully something kinky that involves both of us." Barbara delighted at the sight of her husband's cock. She wheeled the chair toward him and fondled his cock with her hands, gently sliding each hand from under his balls, up the shaft and off the head. Joseph looked down watching her magic. Barbara leaned in and in one, slow, smooth licked, slide her tongue from the base of his balls, up his shaft to the head, where she flicked the underside several times. She grabbed the base of her cock with her right hand and stroked it. Her left had slide after and found Joseph's ass. She opened wide and took all of him into her waiting mouth, sliding her mouth and hand up and down his thick dick in a slow rhythm. Her left had probed Joseph's ass until she found his hole. She slid one finger in gently, sending into extreme pleasure. She fastened her pace, sucking and stroking fast. Joseph lovingly grabbed the back of her head and guided his cock in and out of his wife's mouth. "I love sucking your big, hard cock," she said with a mouthful, as she starred up at her husband's authoritative glare. Still standing, Joseph worked his hips back and forth. Each movement forward brought his cock deeper into his wife's mouth. Each movement backward brought her finger deeper into his accepting asshole. "I love when you finger my ass," Joseph said in a panting tone. "I love it more when it more when you eat my ass." Barbara looked up and smiled a smile full of her husband's cock. She pulled the chair away from the counter just a bit and spun her husband around, his ass now poised directly in front of her face as she still sat in the chair. Joseph bent over the front counter of the lodge, his upper chest resting on the counter top. With her husband in the new position, Barbara slide the chair forward and gently kissed her husband's ass checks. She again slid her finger into his ass, working it in and out slowly. After a few strokes, she pried open his asshole and slide her tongue inside, licking the rim first. Slow and gently in small strokes. Joseph jumped in ecstasy. Barbara worked her tongue in counter-clockwise circles for several minutes before burying her tongue deep into his hole. She fucked his ass slow and deep with her wet tongue and could feel Joseph rocking with each insertion. After several minutes, Barbara reached around with her right hand and found Joseph's hard cock. She began to stroke him in the same rhythm as her tongue thrusts into his asshole. He moaned and groaned loudly. She knew he wouldn't last long. She was tongue fucking him fast now, sliding her wet mouth in and out of his throbbing hole. Her hand was jerking his cock as fast as her muscles would let her. Joseph was moaning and railing in pleasure. "Ahh, ahhh, ahhh," he said with a shiver as his load exploded out of his cock and onto the papers and booklets located under the front counter. Barbara slowly stroked his cock until every drop of cum had been evacuated, licking his asshole in small circles still. Joseph leaned against the counter, totally spent. Cabin Two It was dark by the time Julie and Richard had finished their dinner. As usual Richard had overcooked the hamburgers, but Julie had gotten used to eating well-done meat in the 30 years they had been married. Julie was cleaning up the dishes, placing the plates and cups in the sink. She wasn't going to wash them tonight, perhaps in the morning. I am on vacation for goodness sake, she thought. Richard had finished cleaning the grill helping with the clean-up. "Hope the burgers weren't too well-done for you," he said with a smile. Julie laughed and told her husband they were fine. "So what do you want to do for the rest of the night?" "I am looking forward to just relaxing, to be honest with you. No work to worry about. No dishes to be done or breakfast to be made," she said. "I do need to get myself cleaned up at some point." She smiled at him. He blushed slightly and smiled back. "You? What about me? I am the one who was covered in his own cum." "I got most of it for you, didn't I?" Julie said with a lick of her lips. "You sure did and there is more where that came from." "You promise?" Julie stood at the sink, her back to her husband as she finished stacking the dirty dishes in the sink. Richard starred at his wife's ass, clad in just a thin, white pair of panties. He walked up from behind her and embraced her, his semi-hard cock, covered by a thin layer of mesh, rubbing against her panty-covered ass. He ran his hands up her thighs, over her stomach, under her tank top and to her voluptuous breasts. She cocked her head sides and they kissed deeply, each of their tongues exploring the others mouth. Richard's cock hardened as they kissed and Julie felt it against her ass. "You know, that shower in there is just big enough for the both of us," she said. "Since we both are covered in cum, maybe we could share." Richard didn't say a word, he slide his hands down to Julie's panties and slowly slide them down, exposing her thick, dark red bush. She stepped out of them and left them sitting on the kitchen floor as they made their way to the bedroom. Halfway down the hall to the room, Richard dropped his shorts and his now hard cock, sprung out. Julie had removed her tank top and playfully flung it bag to Richard. He marveled at the way her large breasts bounced with each step. In the bathroom, the kissed deeply and explored each other's bodies with their hands as the water warmed up. Julie ran her manicured fingers up and down Richard's back and he took big handfuls of her full ass cheeks. In their tight embrace his cock rubbed against Julie's soft bush and it felt wonderful. They stepped inside the shower and resumed deep kissing under the warm water shooting down at them. Richard had slide two fingers into his wife's pussy, she was wet and ready to go. He had wanted to fuck her so badly earlier in the day, sitting there, jerking off and watching her finger herself. Julie reached down and massaged his full balls and fondled his cock. He was rock hard and she wanted him inside of her desperately. He spun her around so Julie's back was to him now. Richard grabbed the soap and erotically lathered his wife's body, not missing a single inch of her mature figure. Halfway through, she turned and they kissed deeply again, Richard being sure to wash every inch of her large breasts. He stepped back and stroked his cock as he watched her rinse off. Julie was fascinating by the sight of his masturbation. "Save some of that for me," she said, gazing at his cock. "It's my turn to wash you now." Richard pulled her closed and kissed her deeply again, his throbbing cock rubbing her wet pussy hair. He was more turned on then he could recall being in years. He moved in close and whispered into his wife's ear. "Maybe we can try that thing we have been talking about," he said in an innocent, oh please, please can we tone. "Ok," Julie said softly. I am so wet right now I will do anything for you my dear." Richard carefully kneeled down on the shower floor and opened his wife's legs slightly. He licked her inner thighs and went higher, finding her clit. Julie braced herself against the wet walls at the feeling of her husband hitting all the right spots on her clit. Julie cam very hard from oral sex and after several minutes of licking was near climax. He pulled away and laid on the shower floor, his hard cock at attention directly below his wife's throbbing pussy. She was in perfect position to lower herself on to him and ride him in ecstasy, but that isn't want his fantasy was. "Are you ready," she said in a panting tone. "Oh yes, please, Julie. I am ready." He again began to stroke his cock slowly under her heaving body. It trickled out at first, just a few drops of piss falling onto her husband's hard cock. But then it streamed out like a fire hose, a torrent of piss onto his cock and balls as Richard stroked faster and faster. Julie looked down at him and her husband seemed to be enjoying every drop of her piss. The two had a good, but quite conservative sex life for most of their marriage. After their youngest child left home for college and they found themselves with an empty nest, they found themselves experimenting more often. More nudity at home, much more oral sex, some anal sex, blindfolds, sex toys, sexy lingerie. Richard had asked her to piss on him several months earlier but Julie resisted, unsure if she could go through with it. But now, still turned on from the afternoon masturbation session and reinvigorated by the tongue lashing she had just gotten, she watched with pleasure as her husband stroked his cock under her stream of piss. Richard was still stroking when she had finished. The shower water was slowly washing the remaining pee off of him but he had passion in his eyes. He stood up and kissed her deeply. "That was so hot, thank you, dear." "I am so wet, Richard. Fuck me please." They both rinsed off again and shut the shower off. Drunk with hormones, they stumbled out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, still soaking wet from the shower. Julie climbed onto the bed on all fours, her legs spread wide giving her husband a great view of everything she had to offer. He playfully rubbed his hard, wet cock over her ass checks and pressed it lightly against her dripping wet sex. He pulled it away and buried his tongue into her pussy, flicking her clit from behind. Julie shook in ecstasy. Richard knew her spots and after just a few minutes of doggy-style pussy licking had his wife ready to climax. Julie's toes curled and she pulled hard on the wooden hard board at the front of the bed as she came. "Oh, Richard, I'm cumming. Oh fuck me, I'm cumming." Before she could get the last syllable out he had entered her still contracting pussy. He went in fast and deep, grabbing her wide hips and fucking her wildly. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Julie yelled with each pump. Richard was grunting behind his wife. She was pulling the headboard again and it was slamming against the wall so hard Richard thought it was going to break off. He was fucking her as hard and as fast as he could and was ready to cum. "I am going to cum, baby." "In my mouth," she said. He quickly pulled his cock out and moved to the head of the bed where her waiting mouth was open. "Oh...Ahh, oh, yes," he yelled as his wife took his entire cock into his mouth and took his load. Julie stroked his cock gently as the cum ran down her throat. She sucked him for a few seconds, even after his body went limp. When he was positive she got every drop he plopped onto the bed next to her. They kissed deeply again, slipped under the blankets and drifted off to a much-needed slumber.