0 comments/ 9657 views/ 1 favorites Morning Call By: Pee J I dreamed about you last night. You and I, sometime lovers whose paths now rarely cross, yet you were there in my sleep and I wanted you. In my slumber I hear the phone ring. With an effort I stretch out my hand and pick up the phone. The bedside clock blinks 6.24. It is not yet light. Not yet six-thirty on a Saturday morning! Who would . . . Oh, no. Panic. Not someone ill – or worse. Then your voice, I always recognise it immediately, anywhere, even when I’m heavy with sleep. Another panic. You don't sound in trouble, but you always bear your problems stoically, no wearing your heart on your sleeve, but this time perhaps . . . A tiff with a lover maybe; you need a shoulder to cry on? I try to drag myself out of my muzzy half-asleep state. You want to come round? Now? To talk? But it is early morning, it's Saturday, no one is up at this time unless one has to be up, surely. The penny drops. Of course, you've spent the night with someone. Huh! Slightly strange, as usually you take them back to your place, you don't all that often go to theirs. Come to think of it, though, you often spent the night here with me. You seemed to find it comfortable . . . with me. You used to come round during the day, too. Sometimes we would stick together with sweat; sometimes there was so much sweat that it lubricated our bodies as we ground together. We generated lots of other liquid which slicked those other places. No need for artificial supplements for us, not ever! But remember the scented massage oils? Crème de Menthe for you, Almond Essence for me. We had such fun with those! Now it is rare for you to come round at any time. Perhaps I should feel honoured you have decided to come round. I am pleased, in spite of the hour. Yes, definitely, very pleased. Just like old times. I will get up and make some preparations – something to show that I am happy to see you, glad even at this unearthly hour. At one time you had a key, but that was long ago. I set the door on the latch, it looks as though it is locked but a push will open it. I often used to leave the door that way when I expected you at night or in the early morning when you came off shift at the hospital, and I know you will try it without ringing the bell. Old times. I put out big fluffy towels in the bathroom. Green, your colour. I set out candles, some scented, and light them to guide your way to the bedroom. Where else. The bottle of Champagne I always keep in the fridge I open and seal it with a stopper so it is ready for later, and together with two crystal flutes place them beside the bed. I slide back under the covers and wait. The duvet wraps around me and hugs me close. With the anticipation of your arrival and the warmth, the intimacy is sweet. I close my eyes and doze. I hear the moment the outer door opens and you steal in. I pretend to still be asleep, but, of course, I have been awake from the moment you opened the door; all the time tracking your every move. You do not call out when you enter the bedroom. I am facing away from you. I remain still, feigning sleep. I hear the rustle of clothing being removed. I hold my breath in anticipation. Still you say nothing. You slip under the covers. You cuddle up to my naked body, moulding yourself to my back, every part of you touching every part of me. Your soft skin delighting me. Your hands roam over me, my back, my front. I breathe in your freshness, the fragrance of your hair, a trace of perfume. I perceive another odour, quite unmistakable: sex. You've just been with someone! I wonder if it is a man or woman. Knowing your preferences, it could well be a woman. Just the thought of you being here is always arousing. Then your actual arrival increases my arousal. To realise that you have just had sex with someone and have now come to me, raises my excitement to long-forgotten heights. I wonder if you just want comfort, companionship, or if you want sex, more sex, like the old times when you used to come round. You have not tried to hide the odour emanating from you, and you are doubtless aware that undressing has released these powerful scents and that I will have picked up on them. You want me to know. You want me to know that others think you are desirable, as though I could have any doubts about that. Are you deliberately turning me on? Of course you are. How could I think otherwise. You are waiting for my reaction. Your hands settle on my belly and then lower, find my mat triangle, and then fractionally further down you discover that my pretence at sleep is revealed as being just that, a pretence. That part of me betrays me. The touch of your hands is exquisite. I realise I have stopped breathing. I gasp for air. Then you start the teasing as only you know how, just like you have done so many times in the past, often leaving me frustrated, but making me enjoy every second. Your teasing is, as ever, relentless. My breathing becomes ragged, but today it is the tacit rule is that I continue the pretence of sleep. When I start to gasp, you bite my shoulder, remembering that is my most sensitive spot, then when everything has gone beyond all possible pretence, you rake my back with your nails. My back arches and I cry out and only then do I admit to being awake and turn to you – then . . . then you keep me at my distance, holding me away and continue your remorseless teasing until perhaps just a touch, from you, from me, and . . . I know anything is likely to be enough for me to lose control. You have always liked me losing control while under your influence. I often indulged you. I liked you taking the initiative, teasing me, making me wait. Power, I suppose. I vaguely wonder if you like doing that with your new lovers. Not a question I need to ask. That part of you hasn't changed. You like the domme role . . . sometimes. Your hand captures mine and guides it between your legs. The moisture there is incredible. You force my fingers deeper so they are immersed in your wetness. This is not just wetness, it is the liquor of sex. I wonder if some of it is a man’s, your recent lover. Perhaps. No, not perhaps, certainly it must at least be mixed with another's saliva. If she’s come from a man, it will also be his raw shissom. Sex for you is hardly sex, is never complete, unless both yours and your lover's nether and facial lips meet and exchange fluids. You always maintained that the tongue was the most potent weapon in the sex armoury. You frequently proved it. Yours on mine, mine on yours, we were both equally obsessed. You will want me to do something with my slicked fingers; you will have something in mind. Probably you will at least want me to suck them? Will you want to taste my fingers, to suck them? You will not have forgotten how much it excites me when you twirl your tongue round my fingers when they’ve been inside you. Will you want to transfer your wetness to between my own legs? Perhaps you will want all three, you know I won't object, that I will relish whatever you decide. For the moment you just want more. You are keeping my hand there, rhythmically pushing my fingers into you. I take up the cadence, no longer needing your guidance. Your hand remains over mine, barely touching, supervising my movements, ready to take over should I falter. I won't. There will come a moment, though, when either you will guide one of my fingers to your most sensitive spot, or you will slip your own fingers under mine and I will feel you take command of the final charge to the end of the rainbow, where that most personally rapturous of all crocks of gold awaits you. Our two hands become one. Which finally does what ceases to matter. They combine to take you to where you want to go, your Nirvana. The one, the other – they both meld then melt into you. They, you, your fingers, mine, are one. Your palpable and unmistakable pleasure becomes my own. At this moment your needs are greater than mine. You have satisfied me by your arrival, by being here, by coming. My turn can come later. For the moment you are satisfied and that for me, for now, is all I need. I have shared in your pleasure, I have been able to give of myself to you. I am satisfied. I am content with the warm, enveloping glow that pervades me. If you look you will see the smile on my face. For now I want and need nothing more. The Champagne? Forgotten and not required. Finis Morning Call I am awakened by the impression that somebody is crawling into my bed. I open my eyes and see all four of them there: Belinda, Ann, Jo and Mats. They laugh and fool about in the large bed. All of them are naked. Belinda moves up to me and kisses me while trying to snuggle against me under my warm blanket. "Mmmh, what a nice place to be," she says just before the others pull the blanket off the bed. Ann moves up and lays down on my other side. She puts one leg across me and presses her cunt against my thigh. "Good morning, Lars", she says and moves her hand across my belly down towards my cock. She grabs it and starts to fondle it. "Oh, what a nice firm cock you have this morning!" Jo sits between my legs and starts to caress me everywhere she can reach. Ann lifts my cock so it points straight at Jo who bends down and starts sucking on the head. Mats has placed himself on the other side of Belinda and squeezes her big breasts, while Belinda has her hand between his legs, stroking his cock, making it grow long and thick in her hand. Ann unwinds my embrace again and sits up. "Shouldn't we lick his cock together," she asks Jo. "Ah, you are so nice to me," I say. "But wait a second and let me sit up, so that I can better watch you and touch you." I sit up against the wall and then Jo and Ann lie down with their heads in my lap. Belinda moves to sit by my left. I manage to put my arm around her back and can now reach her lap with my fingers. She turns a little and spreads her legs to ease my access. She is sitting right on the edge of the bed, and Mats moves over to stand beside her putting a foot up on the bed between her legs. "Well... Might you be interested in feeling a warm wet mouth around your delicious cock?" asks Belinda and sends Mats a charming smile. I slide one finger in between Belinda's soft cunt lips. Her cunt is wet inside and I press my finger as far in as I can get it. Belinda moans and squeezes my finger with her cunt muscles. Belinda reaches for Mats' cock and pulls him close. She starts licking around the cock head while holding on his cock, moving her hand up and down the shaft. Mats thrusts forward to tempt her to take all his cock into her mouth but she evades his attempts teasingly. I pull my finger out of Belinda's cunt and let it slide around her clitoris, now sticking out lasciviously, already smeared with cunt juices. Belinda moans again and Mats takes his chance to press his cock head entirely into her mouth. I kiss her on the chin and dab her clitoris while Mats starts to poke his cock back and forward in her mouth. "You look really sexy," I say to Belinda and kiss her again. I look down at Jo and Ann who have been taking turns sucking my cock. Right now Jo is sitting with her ass high in the air and licking long strokes up and down my cock. Meanwhile Ann is busy finger fucking Jo and herself. I take a firm grip around Jo's long black hair and she moans with lust. I pull her up to me and she sits across my lap, taking my cock in her hand and steering it up towards her cunt. She slides up and down a little until she plunges down, pressing my cock all the way up her cunt to her womb. She spreads her cunt lips with her fingers and starts stroking her clitoris with small soft caresses. I thrust my hips as much as I can manage and Jo responds by lifting herself a little and lowering herself back again. I can hear that Mats is close to coming. He moans and looks pleasurably aroused. He thrusts wildly back and forward in Belinda's mouth, and Belinda strokes his cock eagerly with her hand while she sucks him. "Let him squirt his sperm all over you, when he comes," I say while I continue to rub around Belinda's clitoris. "I really love to see your face covered with sperm." "Oh, but I am coming now!" Mats groans. "Here it comes!" Belinda lets Mats' cock slide out of her mouth but continues to stroke it slowly with her hand. "Oh yeah, I can feel you're coming now," she says. "Your cock grows so big, Mats. Come and cover me with your hot sperm!" "Oooooohhhhhh, yeah....." Mats groans again. And then comes the first splash. A long squirt of semen flies from the tip of his cock and lands on Belinda's face. She opens her mouth and tries to aim, and the next squirt hits her lips and the next one lands on her tongue. Then she pulls him towards her and takes his throbbing cock into her mouth again while his semen runs down her chin dripping down to her breasts. "Ahhhh, yeah.... I love you," Mats says with another moan, still coming inside her mouth. "You are a lovely, naughty girl..." Jo and Ann have been staying motionsless and watching while Mats was coming. But now Ann moves over and sits to the right of me. "Could you please finger my cunt while I masturbate," she asks and leans forward to let me move my free arm behind her back. Now I am sitting in the middle with Belinda on one side and Ann on the other side, while Jo is still riding my cock. I move my hand towards Ann's cunt and she spreads her legs to make it easier for me to reach her properly. I press two fingers up into her very moist cunt and start thrusting them back and forward. Ann uses one hand to spread her cunt lips as much as she can, and with the other hand she starts rubbing her clitoris. Meanwhile Belinda has released Mats' cock and has carefully transferred the sperm with her fingers from her face and has smeared it unto her cunt instead. I move my hand away to make more room for her and start squeezing her large breasts instead. Some sperm have dripped down on one of them and I start to rub the nipple with the semen. Belinda rubs her cunt eagerly. Mats crawls up on the bed and moves between my legs and sits behind Jo and reaches around her and grabs her breasts and starts fondling them. All three girls are now masturbating while Mats and I are touching their bodies. They are very aroused all of them and they are moaning heavily while they masturbate. "I'll be coming already," Belinda suddenly says and rests her head back against my shoulder. "Oh, this is gooooood..... Yeeeeaaahhhh...." She puts three fingers up her cunt while rubbing cautiously around her clitoris, with a slow, gentle orgasm moving through her body. "We love you, Belinda," I say. "We love to see you come." I'm also feeling rather excited now. Jo is merrily fucking me and I can see my cock sliding in and out of her cunt while she masturbates, rubbing her clitoris, while Mats fondles her breasts. It looks extremely erotic and I can feel that I am on the verge of coming. But Jo can feel the same thing and she immediately sits down quitely with my cock throbbing wildly deep inside her cunt. She looks at me with a lewd smile. "Oh you fuck me so great, Lars," she says, "Your big cock is pounding so wonderfully in my cunt... But you must not come yet, Lars. The other girls also have to get a chance to feel your big cock inside their cunts... But I can come now... Because you make me so excited... It makes me so excited when you are nearly coming.... That makes me come myself... Yeah... Now I come myself... My cunt is coming around your cock... Around your big, thick, long, lovely cock.... I'm commmmmmminnnnnng. Yeah... Yeah... Yes. Yes. Yes. Ahhhhrrrrr..." Jo twists around wildly while coming and she doesn't manage to sit still on my cock at all. I can feel her orgasm thumb inside her cunt making it squeeze my cock rhythmically. Finally she falls towards me and I free my arm from behind Belinda and touch her down her back and her loin while she lies panting with her head against my breast. After a while I notice that Ann hasn't come yet. She is masturbating along merrily and I restart my thrusting movements of my fingers inside her cunt. I find her sensitive point deep inside her cunt and rub it carefully. Jo reaches out and places a hand on one of Ann's breasts and Mats moves over and sits in front of her and start playing with his still half-erect cock. "You are so good to me," Ann says. "I'll come in a second... Mats, may I suck your cock while I come?" she asks. Mats nods and stands upright so that Ann can take his cock into her mouth. It's pretty hard again, and she just manages to have all of his cock head in her mouth. She licks his cock head with her tongue, while continuing to masturbate. And then she comes. "Mmmmmmm.... Mmmmmmm... Mmmmmmm..." she says, panting, with her mouth filled up with Mats' cock. I continue to rub her inner cunt walls and clearly feel the orgasmic contractions of her cunt. Ann lets go of Mats's cock and tries to say something, but Mats quickly takes hold of her head and forces his cock inside her mouth again. But Ann manages to break free. "No Mats," she says. "You must fuck me now. Fuck me to make me come and come..." Mats moves away and Ann slides down on her back beside me. Mats lays down over her and enter her in one deep thrust. "Sooooo yeahhhh..... Yes, this is good.... Oh so gooooood.... I'm still coming.... Around your big cock... Sooooo goooood... Yes, so good...." Mats is moving his cock slowly in and out of Ann's cunt while she continues to mumble how wonderful it feels to her. "Come over here, Belinda," Jo says and moves away from my lap. "You'll also get to have a cock inside you." Belinda sits down over me in the same way that Jo was sitting and lowers her cunt down over my big hard cock. I immediately start to move to get her to move up and down on my cock but she stays still. "Jo, will you please masturbate while I fuck him," Belinda says. "I think I can come once more." Jo positions herself behind Belinda and reaches around her body and spreads her cunt lips with one hand and starts rubbing her stiff little clitoris with her fingers on the other hand. "Then I'm going to kiss you while I'm coming," she says with that low voice she always gets when she is extremely excited. She leans against me, takes my head between her hands and starts kissing me wetly and greedily. There's not much room for Jo, but she rubs Belinda's clitoris as good as she can. And it doesn't take long... Belinda is breathing heavily through her nose while she's kissing me, and suddenly she explodes in moans, kisses and hugs while she twists around wildly, coming on my hard cock. I look at Ann, still being fucked by Mats. She holds onto his asscheeks and he moves back and forward quickly. Then he also comes. "Yes... Come on, Mats...." Ann says and moves him into her embrace. "You squirt inside my cunt... I can feel it... You're such a lovely boy." Mats lays down over Ann and Belinda lays down over me and everybody is quiet for a while. "What about you, Lars," Jo asks. "You'd also like to come, wouldn't you...? Would you like to come inside a mouth or inside a cunt?" "Oh yeah... I would also like to come... I think you should lick my cock and make me come and squirt all over the others... Would you do that?" Belinda moves up and presses my down until I lie down on the bed. Then she places herself with her head on my belly, just above my cock. She kisses my cock briefly and nods against Jo. Jo sits down on her knees between my legs and grabs my cock and starts licking up and down the entire shaft of my cock. Ann and Mats moves over on my other side and lie down beside each other with their heads on my breast and belly. Mats puts his hand between Ann's legs and fondle her cunt absentmindedly while all three of them looks towards Jo and my cock. I put one hand on Ann's breast and the other on Belinda's breast. Belinda puts one hand over mine and another between her legs. Jo takes my cock in her mouth and start sucking it heavily. She lets it slide quickly in and out of her mouth and she uses her tongue every time the cock is inside her mouth. As she feels my orgasm approaching she takes a little pause until she starts again. It only takes a short while before I'm on the verge of coming again and yet again Jo pauses. Then she only licks a few times before letting my cock out of her mouth, but she continues to lick on the underside of the cock head while still pressing around the shaft with her hand. And then I have the most powerful orgasm. Several large squirts of semen shoot from my throbbing cock and splash down over the faces of the others. And when the squirts gets smaller, Jo takes my cock back in her mouth sucking it carefully while the last sperm trickles out of it. I see Ann gathering the sperm from her own face and the other's faces licking it from her fingers. I lean back, breathing hard and slow, feeling the orgasm fade into a deep satisfaction. "I love you," I say. Morning Came And So Did I...Again I woke up the same as I always did, with my cock as hard as it could go, only this morning it was for a different reason. This morning when I woke I had a hand wrapped around the shaft, stroking me slowly, and whispers in my ear urging me to cum. Only the hand wasn't the female hand that I used to love so much, it was the large smooth hand of another man. Not only was the hand gently wanking me, his movements as gentle as that of any woman, but his cock was pressing against my ass desperately trying to penetrate me. His cock felt really good and I moved back against it, wanting it to enter me but to dry to allow it. If he pushed it in now it would hurt like hell and, without a doubt, I would scream loud enough to wake the dead. No when I let him enter me, like I had the night before, I wanted to make sure he had used some lube. His cock was larger than mine at about eight inches, maybe eight and a half, and it was thick. I had only just been able to join my fingers when they were wrapped around it for the first time, and that had worried me. I had never had a cock that thick in my hand, let alone up my ass, before and I wasn't sure that I would be able to take it. I had taken dildos up there before, when I was alone and first experimenting with having my ass fucked, and some of those had been long but I had always made sure they weren't too thick. It was probably fear of having my ass torn that made me go for the thinner ones, if I had tried thicker I would have been ready, but it had been too late to worry when I first saw him naked and erect in front of me. I had met him at the club where I always went, it was great for picking up random strangers to fuck, and I never came away alone. One night I was determined to come home with two guys and see how things went but so far it had always just been one. We had left the club at around 1 in the morning, both half drunk, but knowing exactly what we were doing. Once we got back to mine I grabbed us a couple of beers and we crashed onto the sofa. At first neither one of us made a move, but the look in his eyes told me all I needed to know. I moved up the sofa and, taking his head in my hands, I kissed him roughly on the lips. His response was to push his tongue past my lips and into my mouth, pulling me closer to him. His eagerness put me at ease and I responded and our tongues entwined as we started to rip each other's tops off. His body was well toned. He had obviously had his chest waxed and had a tight six pack. I stopped kissing him and ran my tongue down his body and over her nipples. He threw his head back, gripped me by the hair and almost begged me not to stop. I ran my hands over his taut physique and slowly down his body, all the time flicking his nipples with my tongue, and let my hand come to rest on his bulge. It was then that I first realised it was big but it was only when I had undone his trousers, and released him, that I saw just how big. As I always did with a fresh cock I went to encircle it with just my thumb and forefinger and wank him softly but, because of its thickness, I could hardly get them together so used my whole hand instead. As I stroked him he slowly slid down on my sofa until he was virtually flat. I looked at him, face first and then cock, and couldn't hold back any longer. I lowered my head, still gripping his cock, and opened my mouth. I saw a small drop of pre-cum had leaked from the end of his cock, flicked my tongue out, and tasted him. That first taste was all I needed and I eagerly lowered my head all the way, wrapping my lips around him, and starting to suck. He lay there moaning as I did and parted his legs slightly. I knew what he wanted and, stopping my sucking briefly, I licked my finger. Once my finger was wet enough I went back to sucking his cock and slid my finger between his legs. I ran my finger along his crack until I found what I was looking for, what he had allowed me access to, and slowly pushed my finger into his ass. Gasping loudly as my finger worked his ass, and my mouth sucked his cock, he began to twitch violently. I knew he was going to cum very quickly and I sucked harder and faster. I really wanted him to explode in my mouth, and swallow every drop, so I rammed my finger deeper into him. That was all that was needed and, with a final twitch, he gripped my head tight as the first jets of cum hit the back of my throat. He came with a force I wasn't used to but I sucked and swallowed eagerly, not wanting to miss any of his juice, until he was totally drained. He flopped back on to the sofa as I slowly pulled my finger from his ass, his cock going flaccid in my mouth, thanked me for the best blow job he had ever had and promised to return the favour when he had got his energy back. Slowly he took the rest of my clothes off and I stood in front of him, naked, and fully erect. I knew my cock wasn't as big as his but that didn't seem to bother him and he gave a smile, which I took as a sign of approval, before he reached forward and took me in his hand. I stood there as he began to move his hand up and down my shaft, cupping my balls with his other hand, never making a move forward at all. I watched his hand as it expertly bought me to the point of no return before finally leaning forward and taking my full length to the back of his throat. I almost exploded right there and then but managed to hold back, at least until he had sucked me for about a minute, before my cock erupted and I felt waves of cum forcefully pumping out of my cock and down his throat. Once I was as drained as him we went up to my bedroom and collapsed on the bed. Lying there we began to stroke each other's cocks again, getting fully erect at the same time. I desperately wanted to feel him in my ass and reached across to the bedside cabinet, picking up the tube of lubricant that I kept there for when I wanted to use my sex toys on myself, and handed it to him. I watched as he smothered his cock with the lube and went to turn onto my front, but he stopped me. Reaching under my knees he lifted my legs onto his shoulders and massaged a large dollop of the lube over my ass, inserting a finger into me as he did. With my legs on his shoulders he pushed against my ass and slowly managed to get his thick cock inside me. I gasped loudly at first but, after he gently thrust into me a few times, all I could feel were waves of ecstasy running through my body. I looked down to watch as he fucked my ass and saw my cock, fully erect, bouncing up and down with each thrust. I reached down and wrapped my first around it and began to wank at the same speed as he fucked me. As he started thrusting faster her grabbed at my ankles and pushed my legs even higher. I really wanted him to cum and started to wank even faster, hoping that if I came he would too, before I felt my balls tighten. With only a couple more strokes I was unable to hold back and came all over my stomach. Instead of filling my ass with his cum he withdrew and started to wank his cock really fast, finally cumming all over me as well. Letting my legs fall he began to run his fingers through my own cum before mixing both our juices together. Lowering his head he started to lap greedily at our mixture before lifting his head and kissing me fully on my lips, letting me taste our combined cum as well. I fucked him later that night, from behind, only I did fill his ass with my juices before we collapsed in a heap with the smell of sex and sweat filling the room. Eventually we went to sleep, me with my back against him and his cock pushing against my ass, and that is how we woke. His hand stroking my cock, urging me to cum and I did. Morning Carwash Delights "Nice day to wash a car isn't it?" Dean walked up the driveway seeing his friend's mother in cut-off jean shorts and a black bikini top washing the car. "Oh yeah! Nice and sunny out this morning!" She replied back with a smile while pulling the soapy sponge out of the bucket of water. "Hank home?" He tried his best keeping his eyes off her body if she just happened to look over his way while talking. But it was hard to do so. Her body was great for her age. It was so tanned and her being in the sunlight made it all the more sexier. Her huge tits being pushed up and spilling out of the black bikini top. It wasn't skimpy, though one wouldn't know with the size of her breasts and the way the bikini top was having a hard time containing them. "No, afraid not. You just missed him. He just left out with his dad to go pick up some things at the store and to go somewhere else." She leaned on the already wet car to soap up the roof with the sponge. He saw the side of her breasts flatten up against the car window and push out on the sides. Her long hair done up in a loose ponytail and bangs in the front, barefoot and a very short pair of loose cut-off jean shorts that are cut off for a hot day car washing occasion such as this. They sadly did not show any of her lower butt cheeks when she reached up but they did hug her ass and showed off its roundness. Her stomach lean and toned, age was obviously no concern to her as she has a lean, tanned, and superb body for being only thirty-eight. She takes aerobics and sometimes fills in for her friend's ballet class too. "You look so great today, Mrs. Carlisle." He blurted out while watching her wash the car without even knowing it. Fuck! he thought of how awkward that must have been and now what she must be thinking of him. Loser. Big loser. "Oh stop. Make me almost blush here." She pulled off the car window and her breasts released back to their high sitting position as she started to lean over and clean the windshield. "Sorry. I don't know why I said that just. . . it is hot out here you know?" He stammered around with his words now. Running his hand through his brown hair and down his face. "Boy! You keep on stammering I am going to put you to work so you will shut up." She laughed leaning more across the windshield to wash as much as she can of it on one side. Her breasts getting wet from the wet windshield and some soap suds now on them and her bikini. "If you want me to help just ask. Don't pretend it is a punishment." He was hoping the desired answer would come out so he doesn't have to go back home to wait for Hank to get back and leave this lovely sight go to waste. "Like you want to spend the first Monday of your summer vacation helping me wash a car." She was bending over a little bit to sponge the hood. "Like I have anything else to do," he quickly said, "I came over here to get out of the house. My mum still going on about me graduating and being a college boy now and all that." "Yeah, well, it is hard to believe you are eighteen. Hank as well. It seemed you two were just starting grade school together. Anyways, you want to help, fine, faster I get this done faster I get back inside." Yes! Dean screamed in his mind. He walked over quickly closer to Linda. "What you want me to do?" "For now clean the hubcaps and tires." She looked at him while she turned to put the sponge back in the bucket and get it soapy. The water would run down her slender arms as she squeezed the excess out and drip off onto her tanned legs from her elbows. After Dean had finished cleaning the tires and caps, getting all the dirt out from between the angled chrome, he bounced back up and saw Linda had finished washing the whole car. There was one part he particularly enjoyed where she was next to him and he could look over without moving his head too much to notice and admire her calves. Her legs looked so soft that he just wanted to lick them straight up and all over taking in her skin with his tongue until he reaches between her legs. He stepped back and admired his cleaning job as she went on the other side of the car near the house to get the hose. Smirking, she decided to have some fun with him. "Hey Dean?" She asked as if she needed help getting the hose. "Yes?" He predictably walked to her from the other side of the car to see what she wanted. A shot of water sprayed him straight in the chest and up to his head and then to his crotch. Where it stayed longer on. He couldn't believe he fell for this. "That should cool you down after ogling and drooling over me ever since you got here!" She laughed and pointed the water spraying hose at the car now rinsing off the soap. Completely wet now in his front side, he pulled his red shirt out and ringed it out, then following the lower part of his khaki shorts. He couldn't believe she knew he was looking at her like that. She is getting payback. Looking down and he saw his sandals thanking God he didn't wear socks and shoes today. He watched her grin at him every time he looked in her direction. For now he watched the mist that came off the car hit her and make her body glisten especially her stomach. How he enjoyed watching her stomach twist and turn, how the muscles would flex and her breast rise with her arms as she reached to rinse the roof. She came round the back of the car where he was and she rinsed the car down and he admired the back of her legs. Her legs wet from the water splashing off the car and hitting her from standing too close. What a morning, waiting for her to finish up. "All done here." She tossed the hose to the ground and he decided with himself if now was a good time to spray her or not. The hose was too close to her and he didn't want to get hit again. Then, a brilliant idea came as he saw her walking towards the porch to the backdoor. Watching her butt sway in the tight short jeans and her back muscles move softly as she walked creating such a hypnotic stare. "What you doing?" He asked her, running to the end of the driveway before it stops at the garage separate from the house, the backdoor facing the garage door. "Getting towels to dry the car off I forgot those when I brought the bucket out to fill up. I'll be back, don't worry." She smiled at him disappearing into the kitchen where the backdoor leads to. This is it, he thought, running over to the hose and picking it up and decided he will get her when she comes back out instead of the previous idea he had. Waiting. Dean heard the screen door open and she came down the porch with two towels. Quickly, he hurried behind her and pulled the back of her jeans open and released his thumb from the hose nozzle where the water rushed out into her jeans. Not expecting this when he pulled her jeans out but she wasn't wearing anything at all under them and saw straight down to her beautiful butt cheeks in her shorts. His dick throbbing fast and his mind racing, he's completely drowned out from Linda's screams and oh my Gods. "You little brat!" She pulled the hose out, feeling the cold metal nozzle spraying out water slide over her soft, now wet crack and cheeks. She turned it on him again and focused on his crotch, thank God, he felt his hardening dick being sprayed with the hard force of the spraying water. Finally snapping out of his hypnosis, he smiled, then laughed as he saw her turn around and throw the hose near the roller where it goes. Her whole back torso on down was wet and he was enjoying the way her jeans now hugged her ass tightly and how her legs looked so shiny being wet. Linda grinned turning around to see her handy work on spraying him once again in his crotch but froze when she saw his khaki hugging tightly around a huge bulge. Taking in the sight, "Got an eyeful or something?" She laughed, pointing at his crotch. "Y- you're not wearing anything under those jeans." He stood there staring at her up and down. Taking in the sight of her body, her tits pushing out against her bikini; her stomach and how it looked so sexy dry compared to her wet skin; the way her jeans snug around her crotch and the flap over the zipper tightly fits over her going between her legs, then her long tanned legs that are round in her thighs and toned well in her calves that form straight down to her bare wet feet. Blushing from the attention and looks she is getting. She felt her insides heat up and a shiver go down her spine. Maybe it was from the water spraying all over her butt and getting her wet or the way he was looking at her ever since he got here. . . but she wanted more attention. "Help me dry the car?" She asked with a look he never seen from her before. Her eyes staring into his and she was biting gently on her bottom lip following her soft, wet tongue running across it. "Uh, yes, I will." He was surprised that came out coherent. He couldn't help but feel she was looking at him in a way he never seen her look at him before. They finally finished drying the car off and he threw the towel over his shoulder. She stepped close to him and was inches apart when she reached out, he took a deep breath, as she grabbed the towel off of him. "Want to see something?" She asked in a soft voice. Nodding his head. Linda motioned for him to get the hose and then to follow her. He quickly ran to it, grabbed it and followed her. Ideas of what she will do with it racing in his head. Maybe she will spray herself all over! What if she is naked? Oh God! The thoughts racing in his mind. But nothing he could ever think up would prepare him for what she is going to do. He watched as she slowly walked up the porch steps one at a time - slowly - swaying her hips as she took each step before getting to the top and facing him. It was a blind spot to the house where no one could see them unless they were in the main part of the driveway or in the upper part of the backyard. Linda slowly hooked her thumbs inside the waistband of her jeans and slid them to the front where she unbuttoned them. Dean stood there just staring. He didn't know what to do so he just stood there, watching, taking in the private show. Moving her hips around and up and down, she began to pull the shorts down where no bikini bottom or underwear was visible only her tanned flesh. Slowly turning around, Linda pulled the short jeans down past her butt exposing it completely to him. His heart skipped a beat and he wasn't breathing now. Staring at her round, tanned ass and how her cheeks slightly parted and shadowed between them. Standing back up she continued to pull them down until they went to her knees and she shook them off, then kicked them to the patio door. "You like so far?" She asked him keeping her back towards him letting him take in the sight of her bare rump. "Very much." He answered with a dry mouth. "Then you might like this even more." She squatted down, cheeks spreading further apart, he could make out her tight little hole. It made the rest of her tan body look lighter in comparison as it was dark and faded to her natural tanned skin. Leaning forward and placing her hands on the concrete she looked behind to see the lust in his eyes and his appreciation of seeing her completely bare to him. Reaching around with one hand, she placed it on her ass and pulled her butt cheek to the side exposing herself to him with better clarity. He moved in to get a better look and saw under her crinkled ass hole part of her pussy peeking out from her closed thighs. It was pulled slightly with her hand and he could see her inner wet pinkness and tanned lips. With that she opened her legs and pushed her butt in the air to show him what he wanted to see for as long as he could remember. His eyes wide, staring straight at her pussy and ass, the way her butt was in the air to her pussy lips, closed from removing her hand. He saw her tanned body in places he never dreamed of ever seeing in real life. He noticed some pussy hair near the bottom between her legs. Black matching her hair. She reached out for her jeans and placed them under her and turned around sitting on them. Linda kept her legs open and pointed to the hose he completely forgot he was holding. "You like my pussy and ass?" She asked innocently. "Uh-huh." Was all he could say. Feeling his mouth not so dry anymore but still taken by what is happening before him. "It tastes so good, and from my exercises. . . it can squeeze on a cock so firm and tight." She ran her hand up and down over her pussy cupping it, then slid her finger up and down between her pussy lips. He saw how they would disappear between her pussy lips as her lips closed in on her finger. She took her fingertip and twisted it around in her black pussy hair that was fanned out and thicker in the middle than the sparse sides. He felt his dick harder than ever and pushing out against his khaki shorts. He didn't know if he should pull it out and stroke on it or not. He didn't want to take a chance of ruining the moment. But she noticed it and licked her lips top to bottom. "Go on ahead and take your cock out. No one can see us back here." She leaned over and took the hose from him. He quickly fumbled with the button and unbuttoned it following his zipper, then pulling them down with his underwear and his cock sprang out and he took hold of it fast. Stroking up and down the length and stopping at the tip, squeezing the skin right under his cock head. Linda watched as he was touching himself and he was watching as she was touching herself. He noticed her finger was wet and shiny when she came back out from between her pussy lips this time. Spreading her legs wider she reached down with her other hand and opened her pussy lips to show her inner wet pink lips and juicy pussy hole. Before sliding her finger back inside, she saw him stroke faster. "Slow down. Don't cum yet, I still haven't gotten to show you what you will really like." She pushed her finger in and pulled it back out before running her fingertip across the opening and dipping it back inside of her. He could see her juices seep out of her wet glistening hole down between her lips to her butt cheeks. He couldn't believe it. There is more. Sending his mind racing yet again. He slowed down but felt tortured by doing so. He wanted to cum so badly. Never had he thought, never, never would he had thought this would ever happen with her. Linda took the hose and ran the nozzle up and down over her pussy, feeling the cold metal on her skin, making her whimper. She emphasized the moaning for his pleasure. Taking the nozzle and placing it over her pink hole she pushed it inside of her. Leaning her head back and letting out a soft moan, Dean was back to holding his cock but only squeezing it and pinching the skin under his head. He couldn't believe this as he watched her push the hose more and more inside of her. He particularly enjoyed watching her pussy lips sink in a little as she pushed the hose inside. Lifting her hips up a little feeling the hose inside her pussy, the metal nozzle no longer cold anymore. She pulled it back out, her inner lips pulling out along with the now wet green hose. Opening her eyes and looking at Dean now, Linda left part of the nozzle still inside of her and started to turn the water on. He stared in disbelief as she turned the water on while the hose was still inside of her. He went closer in to take a look and found himself at her knees as he never looked away. She was moaning and whimpering as she felt the water slowly fill her pussy up. Rubbing her clit a little he saw her fingers rub slowly over top of it as she held the hose with her other hand. Catching her breath, "If you don't want to get wet and watch it all I suggest that you scoot back a little." He did as she told him to and with that she pulled the hose out of her pussy fast and he dropped his jaw as he saw her pussy holding the water inside of her. He noticed the hand that was rubbing her clit move down fast and cupped her pussy tight. She slightly parted her fingers and he saw her inner pink pussy walls push out of her pussy leaking a little bit of water. Feeling the water inside of her waiting to gush and squirt out, she moved her hand and the water all came out splashing on the bottom step and some of his hands he was leaning on as well. Quickly moving his hands he looked at them in awe as the pussy water just splashed him and quickly returned back to her pussy. Water splashed all down the steps now as she squirted out the remaining water. Her pussy lips pushing in and out. He saw her pink lips completely wet and shiny as he watched her push three fingers inside her pussy and spread her opening up even more. He heard sloshing sounds as she was pushing out the last of the water and mainly dribbled out over her pussy lips and down between to her butt cheeks, with the occasional little squirt. "Oh my God! That never ceases to get me so hot and off!" She let her head fall back as she kept her three fingers still inside her pussy. Dean moved in closer seeing that no more water was coming out and watched on as she wriggled her fingers inside her pussy. He could see some opening as she moved them back and forth as her hole accommodated all three. "Come here! Stand in front of me!" She nearly yelled out at him. He quickly ran up the steps and stood next to her and wondered what was next to come until he found his answer. She grabbed his dick and wrapped her mouth straight around it, taking it all in to the back of her throat and pulling back until half was only in her mouth. She twirled her tongue around his head, licking it slowly, then flicking her tongue underneath his head. Pulling her three fingers out of her pussy she took hold of his balls and he felt her wet fingers as she squeezed on them and pulled. Going down on his cock again, he felt her throat, then her tongue again as she pulled back. Sucking on it hard and long lengths at a time. He felt the need to cum immediately hit him. It wasn't even half a minute she had his cock in his mouth he felt it already. His hands finally taking hold of the back of her head. One on her ponytail and the other her head and he pushed her completely on his cock as he felt her throat again hit against his swollen head. He heard her slightly choke and that did it -- he shot his first load of cum down her throat and she pulled back hard coughing and her tongue sticking out of her mouth dripping cum from his cock sliding against it still spilling its load. Keeping her head down trying to swallow the cum and some of it drooling out of her mouth onto her tits. Dean watched on at the hot scene in front of him pumping his cock over her letting the remaining smaller loads land on her tits and even on her pussy. The cum was coming out on her chin and dripping down to her tits and legs and some of it even in her patch of black pussy hair that was already wet from her pussy juice and the water. She finally calmed down and took a few hard swallows getting the rest of the cum and saliva down. She looked up her eyes watery from the choking and her smile was all he needed to know it was ok what he did. "Oh. Oh, fuck!" She fell back onto her back as Dean stood over her with his cock still in his hand. It wasn't as hard as it was at full length but it wasn't really going down either. He looked up and down on her body as she was sprawled out on the porch steps. Her stomach stretched out and cum in some places. She rubbed her tits that were covered with cum and moved her hands underneath the fabric of her bikini to her tits and rubbed her cum covered palms all over them. The side of her hips bones pushing out and her legs still open and feet resting on the steps as she moved her hands up and down her body. Feeling the cum spread out over her skin she traced down to her black hair and twisted her finger around in it, feeling the cum in it tangling her already wet curls up even more. Morning Carwash Delights "Dean, I would let you fuck me but I can't let you have it all in one visit and also that took a lot out of me and I don't think I could take a young cock like yours right now. I didn't even expect this today at all. If you can keep a secret," Linda teased, then lifted herself up onto her elbows and looked at him still holding his cock in hand, "maybe you and I can have some more fun this summer." She ran her hand up his thick hairy legs to his balls and cupped them, leaning in, she kissed the tip of his cock head.