file brought to you by - http://www.mrdouble.com ÉÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍ» º IBM Compatables Only The Exchange Must be eighteen or older º º Node One 1.2 Gigs Node Two º º (305) 928-0461 (305) 491-3598 º º V.32 14400 QUICKCOMM Ft Lauderdale's Best USR HST 14400 º ÈÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍͼ ---------------------------------- STAYHOME ----------------------------------- Staying Home =========== by Sharon Lundholm Water. Hot water that pours down in a steady stream over my back. Hands, his hands, running a bar of soap over my skin, slicking suds all over my body. Slippery bodies, wet and soapy, sliding against each other. "I've always had a fantasy about showers" I remark conversationally as I adjust the water temperature. "Okay, love. Come on in so I can close the curtain." He steps in and I pull the curtain. "I do you first." I say. "Okay. Just let me get my hair wet." He bends down under the showerhead. It is short and he is tall, and the contortions he goes through to soak his hair are amusing to watch. I don't understand why he doesn't simply bend his knees, but I decide not to bother suggesting that. Instead I get down on my knees and kiss his cock. I pay it some friendly attention for a few moments, then stand up again. "Okay. I wash you now." I pick up the bar of soap and run it over his chest, then change my mind. "No. Turn around. Your back first." He turns, and I begin by soaping his shoulders. I lather his long, pale back, then each of his arms. I soap his sides and his hips. One soapy hand casually kneads his ass, first just the plump flesh of his buttocks, then between them. "Yeah" he says. This is a sure-fire way to get to him, and I know it. Know it, and I love it. In our short time together, I have learned of many things that he can't resist, but this one is absolutely undeniable. "Oh, stick a finger in me." He requests. I'm getting used to this. I comply, and enjoy how hot it gets him. He reaches behind him and finds my that tender spot between my legs. I press myself against his fingers, and in distraction lose track of what I'm doing. "OWW!" he exclaims suddenly. I pull away. "What is it?" I ask in slight alarm. He turns around and pulls me back against him. "It's okay" he says. "You got a little rough with that fingernail." "Oh, baby, I'm sorry!" I've forgotten my fingernails before, once causing a slightly unpleasant sore in a delicate place. "I'll cut them off." "No, don't do that." "Well, I don't want to hurt you like that." "Just be more careful." I giggle. "I'm sorry. It's sometimes hard to . . . I forget." "Don't cut them off. Then you wouldn't be able to scratch my back." "How about if I cut the nails off one hand so..." "That would look silly." "Well . . . maybe just off certain fingers. Anyway, let me finish washing you." I take up the bar of soap again and make suds in the hair on his chest. I wash his belly and then hesitate. His cock bobs a little, as if saying 'Me next!' I nonchalantly begin soaping his right leg. "Hey, you skipped . . ." "Don't worry" I assure him, working on his calf. "I save the best part for last." "Oh. Okay." I finish the right leg, proceed to the left, then finally arrive at the area he's been waiting for me to arrive at. I soap it between my hands, the soap slithery in my palms around his hard shaft. I drop the bar of soap and slide my hands around in all that lovely slipperiness. I spread the lather all through his hair, all over his balls, between the cheeks of his ass. He sighs and claws at my back. "Okay, rinse off." I instruct him. He rinses, then I make sure all the soap is gone and get on my knees again. I press my face against his crotch, which being freshly washed doesn't smell like anything. I take his cock into my mouth, and it tastes like water. The water is pouring down over me, dripping on my head. I close my eyes and suck. I imagine my mouth as another vagina and fuck him with it energetically. I can taste love-drops oozing from his balls. "I love to have my mouth full of this" I say, pausing for a moment. "I bet you do" he says, running his hands through my hair. He thrusts his cock against my cheek. I grab hold of it lovingly and rub it on my face. I moan, and so does he as I pull back and slide my lips over it again. I suck until he starts getting too excited. I straighten up. "You wash me now." "Okay." He washes my shoulders and my arms and my breasts, then turns me around and starts on my back. "Nice," I say. He washes my rump, one hand soaping, the other exploring my pussy. He puts his middle finger in me while he washes my pubic hair. I moan and bend over a little. This gives him an idea, namely to replace his finger with his prick. I moan as it goes into me at an entirely different angle than I've ever felt it. I bend over further, holding on to the hot and cold dials for support. Water is running into my eyes, and when I open my mouth to make an appreciative groan, my mouth fills with it, but I don't care. It's good, so good, the shower beating on my back and his huge, hard cock pounding into my body. My legs are getting too wobbly to stand on, so he holds my hips and I lean back on him as he thrusts in and out of me. He moves slowly and gently for a time, then all of the sudden slams against my ass, driving his cock in me as deep as it can possibly go. The impact is so stunning it makes me yell. "I'm sorry!" he says. "For what?!" I pant. "Didn't I hurt you?" "Oh, God, no, it felt . . . uhn!" I grunt, thrusting back against him . . . "amazing!" "In that case..." he says. He does it again, then renews fucking me at a reasonable rate. "Oh, look at that" he says. "Look at my hard cock sliding in and out of your cunt. Just look at that." "I wish I could." "Oh, it's beautiful. I'm so big and hard and you're so wet and juicy . . . oh, your muscles are contracting around me and it feels so good . . ." "Oh, fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Our words deteriorate into wild noises and the world is nothing more to me than water pouring down and cock filling me up. I can't even move, the best I can do is stand there and receive. "Can I come?" he asks, pausing for a moment. "No. I want to watch. I want to watch you when you come, and I want you to watch me. How's that sound? That sound good?" "Oh, yes! Please." He thrusts once more. I grunt and push against him again. "Feels so good" I sigh. "Yeah, but stop or I'll come now, inside you." "No. Don't do that." I straighten up and tear myself away from him. My legs are so shaky I fall back against him. Then I stand up straight and turn off the shower. We towel ourselves dry, then go into the bed room to complete what we've started. In the bedroom, I light a candle and turn off the lamp as he spreads the spare quilt over the bed. As I turn around, he takes me by the shoulders to kiss me, and, laughing, I throw my arms around his waist and pull him onto the bed on top of me. He yelps as he loses his balance and comes sprawling down in a jumble of arms and legs. "Hey! Would you mi . . ." he begins. I shut him up with a kiss. It's so good to feel his warm weight on my body and his clean, bare skin against mine. I savor the feeling, and enjoy a slow, hot kiss as well. When it breaks, he raises his head and looks at me. His face is beautiful in the fluttering light, and the way he looks at me is the way you'd look at someone you want to be with more than anyone else in the world. My arms go around him and my feet hook around his calves to pull him as close to me as I can. A little squirming on his part brings the hard shaft of his cock along the full length of my clitoris, and the hot pressure thrills me. "Mmmmm" I sigh into his face as he kisses me again. I rub my crotch against him, letting the friction make me twitch with pleasure. My fingers clutch at his back as he kisses my neck under my ear, and I start to squirm in earnest as his lips move along my throat. They slide over my collarbone, brush at my chest and finally settle on my left nipple. He lips it gently, puckers around it and sucks. "Your tongue . . . your tongue...please" I gasp. "Oh!" I cry when he flicks the tip of his tongue over the tip of my breast. My back arches as he, keeping his mouth on my flesh takes his cock in hand and rubs the head of it over my pussy. I feel how slippery I am and think how easily his full, thick length would slide into me. He takes my nipple between his teeth and rolls it gently. He's still rubbing his cock-head against me, and now I am not squirming, I am writhing. "Oh, give it to me, baby!" I exclaim suddenly, out of control, needing to feel him inside me. I need to feel his cock pressing into me. He raises his head and smiles at me knowingly, then taunts me by rubbing the tip of his dick against the entrance to my cunt. I strain towards him and he rubs some more but still doesn't enter me. I hear a high whine coming from deep in my throat. "In . . ." I implore. "Please . . . in me . . . put it . . . in me . . . ahh . . . hhh!" I open my mouth and moan low and throaty as I finally feel his solid penis pushing my muscles aside and boring into my body. "Ahhhnnn!" I throw my hips up against him and hold onto his back for dear life while he pumps violently. The wind is being knocked from my lungs and I love it, every minute, I want more, more, more! It's too much to keep up for long, and soon he slows, then stops and we kiss again. I lie with my legs wrapped around him, not wanting to lose the closeness and the heat inside me. I grind my pelvis against him. In response, he moves his hips from side to side, the friction builds and suddenly . . . "Oh!" A gasp springs from my lips as orgasm creeps up on me and abruptly hits me full force. To accentuate my throes, he pulls almost all the way out of me and thrusts back in forcefully. My fingers dig into his back and my legs flop around unattractively, but it feels too good for me to be self-conscious. With him, with this man, with my cunt uncontrollably squeezing his cock, there is no room for self-consciousness. "Ohhh, darling . . ." I sigh, finally relaxing and lying still, breathing heavily. He brushes a wisp of hair off my forehead and gives me that tender look again. "Zat good?" he asks playfully. "Uhhnn!" I respond. "Good?" "Uhnn!" "Good, huh?" "Ahhh . . . good. Real good . . . mmm." Our lips fall together to kiss again, and I squirm slightly beneath him to feel the last twinges. "Oh, I'm hot . . ." he whispers. "Hot?" I remark, running my fingers over his back. "Hot for you, baby . . . so hot . . ." I scratch his back gently and start to move my hips. "So hot, darling . . . I've got to come . . ." I look up at him from under my eye lashes. "Move up to my face and come in my mouth." I say sweetly giving him my little girl innocent smile. His eyes sparkle and the flush on his face deepens as he silently pulls out of me. The emptiness I feel is almost painful. But I begin to finger my clitoris and the emptiness goes away. I know that soon I will have pleasure at both ends of my body. His heavy penis looms before my eyes. I guide it with my finger tips into my mouth. He smiles and begins to move in and out of my mouth. He tastes so good. His smell is mingled with the subtle sent of my cunt. He pushes his dick into my mouth slowly so that I can get used to it's size. He likes to get the benefit of the amount of it I can swallow. I feel the head touch the back of my throat. Sensing this He stops. "Can you take more?" He husks. I take a deep breath. I look into his eyes and wink. "Mmmmm Mmmm" I mouth around it as I lift my head from the pillow to further impale my head on his shaft. I close my eyes and think that this must be what it's like to suck off a stallion. He pushes his cock deeper into my throat. My lips can just get around it. I wiggle my tongue on the under side and feel him squirm in re- sponse. This must have really touched a button as he thrusts his hips and buries his dick in my face. I feel the fringe of pubic hair brushing my lips and his balls resting on my chin. I try to swallow but can't do it right. The feeling must have been good for him because he groans and thrusts again. I bring my hands up to the cheeks of his ass and lightly tickle him. I pull him to me--hugging his ass so his giant dick is as far in my throat as possible. I feel it down my neck all the way to my collar bone. I need air so I bring my hands around and gently push on his belly. He groans as it comes out of my throat. The poor dear really liked that! Looking up into his eyes, I smile with my mouth open and tongue out. I began to lick the underside of his cock head. Side to side. Side to side. Smiling up at him all the while. I put both hands around the shaft so that he can't go so deep into my throat this time. And, I began to take the head into my mouth. It would take three of my hands just to cover the shaft. That brings a fantasy to mind. I wonder if he would mind my sharing him with a girlfriend. I know Marla melts when he's in the room with her. She and I work together. I know he'd get lost in her large breasts. She would look at me with those flashing black eyes while she bounced on his hot manhood. I put the thought aside for a time when we need a little more spice. Now I began to suck on his cock in earnest. Trying to suck the juice out of him. I am his whore trying to win a place to sleep for the night. The rhythm is good for him and he begins to thrust his hips in time with my sucking. In and out . . . in and out. Each time he pulls away, I do a swirling lick around the head. I look up to see that his eyes are closed and his cheeks are flushed dark red. He is getting ready to shoot his sperm. I haven't been with him for three days so I know there will be a lot. I worry a bit because I have to be careful not to choke in this position. His cock begins to swell and I know he is just about ready. He would not come in my mouth when we started going together. He thought it was too dirty or something. The first time I talked him into it, he thought that I was doing it just to please him. Well that's part up it of course. But I had to explain that it was the most intimate thing that I could think of to do with him. So I did it because making him hot, makes me hot. Just seeing him this hot sets me on fire. Looking up I can see it won't be long. Presently I pull his throbbing rod from my mouth. "This is what you want isn't it?" I leer up at him. "Yes . . . suck me!" "Make me come." I put him back in my mouth. He begins to thrust again. I try to pump his dick but all I can do is just hang on. I look up at him, and watch the changes on his face as he builds up to his orgasm. "Let me come . . . make me come." "Mmmmmmm" I hum around his straining dick. Then I start sucking in earnest. Jerking his cock in just the way that always sends him off. I pull him out of my mouth again and kiss his cock while I talk to him. "You're gonna come, baby." (smack) "I want you to." (smack) "Can you feel me?" (smack) "Can you feel how much I want you?"(smack) "How much I want your hot juice?"(smack) "Fill my mouth with . . . "(smack) "Come." (smack) "Yes . . . yes I can . . . oh, it's good!" "Good? (smack) "I want to feel your hot . . . (smack) "cream . . . (smack) "fill up . . ." (smack) "My mouth?" (smack) Encouraging him with my voice, I pump his shaft while keeping the head pointed at my mouth. This goes on for only a couple of minutes before . . . "Oh, I'm gonna come, baby, here I come, here . . . comes . . . my hot . . . AH! AH!" His face contorts and his mouth falls open as a strained noise of ecstasy is wrenched from his throat. His legs press down on my shoulders as he pins my chest solidly to the bed, his torso curving backward with the intensity. His hips thrust pushing the head into my mouth. I concentrate on my lover's pleasure, enjoying his climax as much as I enjoyed mine. His cock pulses and a jet of juice hits the roof of my mouth. My mouth is filled with his swelling cock and sweet slippery cum. I swallow quickly as I know there will be more. A second powerful squirt lands on my tongue and splashes out the corners of my mouth. The poor dear has been saving it for a long time. I am glad to be the instrument of his release. He gasps and moans, more fills my mouth. I pull him out and look into his eyes. "Where do you get it all!" I say. As I speak, a squirt lands on my lips and runs down my chin. I lick it away and pull his hips forward so I can suck the last of it out of his pulsing dick. I suck and pump him. Each suck brings a shove of his hips. He trembles as I milk him dry. I'm such a good little girl! When he is empty, he collapses on me heavily, and I put my arms around his sweaty hips. We lie there together, his cock still in my mouth. I nurse on it like a contented calf on a teat. His pubic hair tickling my lips until the sweat starts to dry and the air-conditioned atmosphere of our bedroom begins to cool us. When his heart slows and his breathing returns to normal, he does a horizontal stretch, then reluctantly pulls out of my mouth and gets up to go use the bathroom. I look up at him. He comes back, and takes my hand. He doesn't often do this but when he does, I get a naughty thrill in my belly. We have come a long way since our shy beginnings. I will do any- thing for him now. I once spent an entire Sunday with him in my mouth. But . . . that's another story. perhaps you'll hear it sometime. I follow behind him with my eyes down. I know he is looking back at me. Watching how I move. My red hair reaches down to the middle of my back. I have green eyes and clear very fair skin. I have never wanted to submit to the tyranny of the sun. When I go out I am completely covered and wear a large hat. You wouldn't look twice at me in the street. If you only knew! I have just a few freckles across my nose. Everywhere else my skin is creamy white. I have a small waist and rather large but firm breasts. I can make them sway softly with just a little movement of my shoulders. I often do this when he is trying to hold a serious conversation with me. He always becomes distracted and fascinated with them. My nipples are pink and soft. I am stunning. I am a goddess come down to do this man's bidding for as long as he wants me. We come to the bathroom. He leads me to the tub. I kneel facing him on the hard tiles. I am caught in the harsh white light of the bathroom. This is an interrogation room and I am a prisoner beginning interrogation. He stands before me. With his cock stirring to life again. "Do it!" he says softly. He begins to stroke his penis in front of my face. I drop my hands down and cup them under my vagina. I relax my bladder and begin to urinate into them. I feel the warm stream pushing at my hands as they fill with the warm liquid. When they are full I pour my urin on my chest. I do this again until I am empty. On a whim, I put an index finger in my mouth and suck it. Then, finger still in my mouth, I look up at my man and giggle a little girl's giggle. He is pleased. He takes his penis in his hand and points it at my face. I know what comes next. I drop my jaw, open wide and stick out my tongue. His eyes bore into mine. Presently, his urine starts to flow into my mouth. It splashes on my tongue and some enters my eyes. I blink and raise my hand to wipe it away. "Hands down!" He enforces. Quickly I drop my hands and lower my eyes. He is pissing on my breasts. There are golden droplets everywhere on my soft creamy flesh. He starts to go on my crotch. I hold the lips of my pussy open so he can aim the stream to my clitoris. I am such a naughty girl! The pattering warmth of it feels so good there. Presently, the stream stops. He shakes the last drops onto my tongue. I kiss the tip of it. What comes next is pure, raw, sexual release. I am to be the shy repository of his lust. He is stroking it now. The dark red head is pointed at my face. It is just inches from my mouth. I look at the hole in the end of it as he pumps it. I wonder where the first squirt will hit me. He stops pumping and just strokes the head tip to crown. He is almost there. He can aim very well this way. "Hnhhhh." He groans. The first shot wraps around my upper lip and falls on my tongue. I lick it off and another heavy shot lands in my open mouth. I swallow and stick out my tongue for more. I look up into his eyes to savor his enjoyment of me. He smiles. I am such a good little tart. A spurt hits the corner of my mouth and draws a line down my chin and onto my breast. I catch it on a finger and drip the cum into my mouth like it was coming from a second cock. A quick fantasy forms in my mind. There are two cocks pointed at my face now. He has brought a friend to show what a great woman he has. Two men standing before me ready to keep me hot for hours. I wonder if he would share me with a friend. Probably not. But it is worth a try when the time is right. He drops his hand and I pounce on his throbbing dick. I spear my head with it. Grabbing his ass I push the length of it down my throat. I bounce on it, pushing it in a bit further. Bringing my right hand around, I place a finger where the head of his cock is. With my other hand I pull him out of me. I look up and smile. "I think you have grown." I say. My finger rests between my collar bones. His dick pulses in response and a drop on cum forms on the tip. I kiss it away. Then with my lips still on the end of it, I draw the last of his cum from his cock. I run my finger up the underside on his dick from balls to tip. As I do, I suck the cum as it forms like a strand of soft spaghetti. He groans his pleasure. I turn on the shower. When the temperature is right, I get under the water to rinse off. As I do, I begin to finger myself. A blush comes to my cheeks as he watches me. The hot needles of water feel marvelous and the warmth between my legs grows. Under his approving gaze I turn off the water and finger myself to wave after wave of hot pleasure. Our eyes are locked. I pant and moan as the warm melting shudders radiate from my little love hole. When I am sated, he towels me dry. Effortlessly, he picks me up and carries me back to bed. In bed, I fit my body against the curve of his back. I could lie this way until the end of the world. "Blow out the candle, love" I request. He does. "Is the outside door locked?" He grunts an affirmative. I kiss his neck. "Good night, sweetheart" I say. "Good night" he replies. We sleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ÉÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍ» º IBM Compatables Only The Exchange Must be eighteen or older º º Node One 1.2 Gigs Node Two º º (305) 928-0461 (305) 491-3598 º º V.32 14400 QUICKCOMM Ft Lauderdale's Best USR HST 14400 º ÈÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍͼ ·