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Wet and Wild
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Bill76

Wet and Wild

just when you thought the shower couldn't get any hotter..
I was so fucking anxious for my sweet Cheryl to arrive. We had been apart for four months, ever since I went away to college (she was eighteen and still finishing her last year in high school.) My first semester away from her, I couldn’t believe how turned on I got every time I thought of her. I swear, my cock was hard half the time, even while I sat through the most boring college lectures. All I could think about was Cheryl and how we had explored so many ways to make love.

Not that Cheryl was experienced at all. She definitely had a lot to learn, and was still pretty shy about some things. I managed to be patient about the things she said that she didn’t like, because it felt so good just to be naked and touching her amazing body. She was gorgeous and curvaceous, and my cock in her tight young pussy felt like she was milking my balls dry every time we fucked.

Of course, I made suggestions from time to time, just to see if Cheryl was interested in trying out new things. I soon found out that while she loved to be touched and kissed and licked almost anywhere on her body, she was very squeamish about having me explore her back door. No matter how much she moaned and groaned as I ate her pussy and finger-fucked her, thick honey running down from her pussy to the crack of her ass, Cheryl did not want my fingers probing there. And as much as she enjoyed squeezing my balls and milking my cock, there were places she wouldn’t let her own fingers go, so naturally I always dreamed of having her put a finger inside me as I would cum for her.

I daydreamed about oral sex with Cheryl all the time. Maybe this was because so far, this was one thing we hadn’t yet explored. I’d often hoped she would take me into her mouth when she was jerking my cock with both hands, on her knees between my legs, my cock only inches from her face.

But she told me she wasn’t ready to kiss it, lick it, or suck it. I was dying for a blowjob every time she got me hard. For now, as hot and satisfying as it was to fuck Cheryl, she had no intention of doing anything but wrapping her little hands around my shaft and pumping me to a quick orgasm.

So, as many times as I had fantasized about Cheryl, and about fucking her senseless the next time I saw her, my favorite fantasies were about the things she had never done (at least not yet.) I was dying to have her caress and squeeze my balls as she licked and deep-throated my cock. I wanted her to slobber all over my dick until saliva was dripping from her chin and onto her tits, as she cupped my balls and fingered my asshole until I shot my load into her eagerly sucking mouth. Sigh…for now, only a fantasy.

Yesterday was the day that Cheryl was finally coming to visit me. We would have a blissful week together at my apartment. I was in the shower, my heart already pounding with the thought of her arrival, now only minutes away. I had told her that I couldn’t wait to see her, kiss her, touch her, make sweet love to her. I didn’t tell her I wanted to fuck her senseless in a dozen different new ways, but that’s what I was thinking.

For now, all I told her was that I would be freshly showered and perfectly clean, all hers for the taking, the minute she walked in the door. Knowing she was by now only a few blocks away, I unlocked my front door so she could walk right in. Soon the warm water was cascading over me and I had lathered myself up, trying not overdo it with the attention I was giving to my cock and balls.

I heard the door open. I knew it was her at last, and my cock began to harden despite my efforts not to jack off as I cleaned myself. Soon I heard footsteps right outside the shower, and said, “Cheryl, I’m so glad you’re here! Can you give me a hand, please, baby? I want you to touch me so bad!”

I was surprised that Cheryl said nothing – there was just the sound of the shower curtain being pulled back very slowly. I loved the way she was teasing me! My cock and balls were all lathered up and I was dying for her touch. With my back to the shower spray, I put my palms up against the wall and leaned forward as the curtain was slowly opening up. Anticipating Cheryl’s sweet little hands around my aching shaft, I closed my eyes and groaned.

“Oh my god, baby – please, Cheryl. Stroke my cock, baby, get me nice and hard. Sweetie, I’ve missed you so much!” Gently at first, with teasing fingertips, then with growing aggressiveness and eagerness, my first hot soapy handjob in four months began. It felt so fucking good and in no time, my cock was throbbing and so hard and swollen I couldn’t believe it.

She was gripping me with two hands, milking my shaft hard and fast. Hearing that slippery sound of hot soap, lathering up on my stone hard cock, was about to send me over the edge. If Cheryl had wanted to, she could have made me cum in another thirty seconds.

Sensing this, her hands suddenly pulled away and the curtain was pulled closed. My eyes flew open; I could hear her heavy breathing on the other side of the curtain, but she still had not said anything. “Cheryl,” I said, “is everything OK? It feels so good baby, please don’t stop!” But there was no answer. Sensing something was not right, I pulled the curtain away to ask Cheryl why she still hadn’t spoken a word.

It was then that I got the shock of my life. Standing there was an incredibly gorgeous brunette in her late thirties. She was twice my age, dressed in a low-cut silk blouse that showed off her full breasts to perfection. Dressed in a tight, short skirt and heels, she was a vision of erotic beauty – and she was a total fucking stranger!

“Oh my god, who the fuck are you?” I yelled. But my cock, dripping soapy lather and throbbing at full hardness, was pointing straight at her. And she didn’t bother answering me or even looking me in the eye. She just stared at my soapy hard cock.

She didn’t say anything at first, as I just stood there in disbelief staring at her. I couldn’t help letting my eyes roam over every inch of her. She was fucking gorgeous from head to toe.

Then she spoke, her voice still a little breathless from her exertions while stroking my cock. “First of all,” she said, “my name’s Amy; please stop calling me Cheryl, OK, honey?” She laughed flirtatiously and began to undo the buttons on her blouse. I was completely dumbfounded – I just stared at the unbelievable vision of sexiness before me.

She told me she had been approached about thirty minutes ago in a coffee shop, by a young girl who said she was looking for her boyfriend’s apartment. For some reason Cheryl had told Amy that her boyfriend would be in the shower and she couldn’t wait to see him. She knew the address but needed directions to go the final few blocks and find the right building.

Amy kept talking as I stood there, exposed and hot in the steaming shower. She peeled off her silk blouse and threw it out into the bedroom. Reaching behind her back, she thrust her tits out and stepped toward me as she unhooked her bra. I almost shot my load without even being touched.

Her full 38DD tits swayed as she threw the bra out into the bedroom and turned back toward me. Her nipples were so beautiful and rock hard. I was dying to suck them and she smiled approvingly at my twitching cock, the big mushroom head of my dick poking out from the soapy lather.

“I’m afraid I gave Cheryl some excellent directions” Amy said as she kneeled down on the bath mat beside the tub. “She was only two blocks from here and I gave her some very easy to understand directions on how to find your place. My directions were easy, but also guaranteed to take her a full twenty more minutes to arrive. I hope you don’t mind!” Amy reached out and began lathering up my cock in the most unbelievably sensuous way.

“You see, my boyfriend lives here too, right down the hall,” she continued. “I’m meeting him at his apartment in half an hour. We haven’t been together in six months and we are both so fucking horny for each other. I know I’m just a slut for doing this, but when Cheryl told me about her hot twenty-year-old boyfriend in the shower down the hall from my own boyfriend’s place – well, this was something I just had to see for myself. So far I love how it feels, don’t you?”

I stood there moaning, disbelieving as Amy went on to tell me that her boyfriend was her own age, but she really enjoyed finding an occasional young cock “just for fun”. When Cheryl had described me being all soaped up and waiting, Amy had decided to have a look for herself.

I had been jerked off – wonderfully, I thought – many times by Cheryl. But Amy was an expert at bringing me to the brink but not quite letting me explode. I almost came a half dozen times, but she pulled back and stopped each time, watching the pre-cum ooze out of my shaft as my balls began to ache.

“I hope you don’t mind me taking off my blouse, sweetie” she said as she kept building up a good lather and pumping my shaft in a maddeningly slow way. “I didn’t want to get any soap on my top, you know. Oh my, this is such a beautifully hot young cock; it’s been a long time since I’ve had one this delicious-looking. Let’s give you a good cleaning all the way around now.”

I was in heaven as she expertly caressed my ever-tightening balls. I spread my legs and started to grind my hips without even thinking about it. Amy was totally controlling me. She suddenly cupped my balls in the palm of her hand as she stroked me gently with her other hand. Her middle finger slipped slowly into my ass and began to probe.

Amy didn’t say a word, but smiled approvingly as my cock shaft seemed to swell even more. I don’t remember ever feeling my cock being so fucking hard. Amy was licking her lips, my soapy cock only inches from her face, as she was now urgently finger-fucking my ass. Having almost cum over and over, I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. God, she was an expert! Suddenly she let go and sat back on her heels, admiring her handiwork.

A thin stream of cum was seeping from the slit of my cock. The pulsations of my impending cum eruption had coaxed a bit of my load out, then stopped as if in mid-explosion. I just stared at Amy, her breasts heaving, wet from the shower steam. I was too afraid to ask what she was doing, but I didn’t have to ask. Like I said, Amy was in complete control.

She stayed on her knees and reached out to grab a towel, wiping the soap from her hands. She told me to rinse off my cock and balls and turn off the shower. I didn’t want to spoil the heart-pounding excitement by asking any questions, so I obediently did exactly as I was told. With the water off, I turned toward her, nothing but hot water dripping from my body. Nothing, that is, except a string of cum hanging from my still-throbbing cock, slowly oozing.

For thirty seconds I just stared at this half-naked goddess, on her knees in front of me. She licked her dark red lips and just stared at the cum oozing from my cock; I couldn’t stand it any more and managed to breathlessly say, “Why did you want me to wash off the soap and turn off the water?”

“Don’t be silly,” Amy said as she leaned forward, her hands traveling up and down my thigh muscles, caressing my ass. My dick throbbed as the shaft rubbed against her cheek and neck; her breath was hot on my balls. “I wanted you to turn off the water so my hair won’t get wet. And we had to get rid of the soap – who wants a soapy cock in their mouth, after all?”

My cock twitched involuntary. For the last two years, as long as I’d been together with Cheryl, I hadn’t experienced a blowjob. So, naturally I was aching to feel that amazing wet and sensuous experience.

With her fingernails gently digging into my ass cheeks, those ruby-red lips of hers parted and her amazingly sensual tongue began to lick me. I couldn’t believe how much control she had over me. The cum was still oozing out of me but I knew a massive explosion was waiting, about to erupt at any second. Amy licked, drooled and teased me expertly with her tongue, then opened her mouth wide.

I watched in amazement as she looked up into my eyes and let my rock-hard dick slide across her outstretched flat tongue. Deep, deep into her throat she took my shaft, her mouth still wide open. Saliva was drooling from the tip of her tongue as it fluttered and teased the underside of my shaft; she was drooling from the corners of her mouth as my shaft met the back of her throat.

Amy let out a guttural moan as my cum-oozing mushroom cock head eased into her throat. Her hands gripped my ass tightly and she closed her eyes, let out a loud moan, then stifled it herself as her beautiful red lips wrapped themselves around the base of my shaft. She began to gulp and suck, and encouraged me to fuck her mouth.

I had never felt anything like this in my life. She was just using me like a toy; I was merely a warm-up for her boyfriend, who might be arriving any minute. To Amy, I was just a young hard cock that she wanted to use for fun, nothing more.

Her tongue began snaking in and out, teasing my balls every time they met her chin. It didn’t take long at all, and she was so expert that she knew the exact moment. She had kept me on the edge of an explosive orgasm for almost twenty full minutes, and once it started, it didn’t let up. Stream after stream of thick cum spurted into Amy’s hungry mouth. Just when I thought it was letting up, she squeezed my balls tightly and shoved a long, eagerly thrusting finger up my ass.

I cried out in amazement as my cock continued to spurt; Amy groaned with approval and sucked up every fucking drop. I loved watching her suck me clean, the wet shaft sliding effortlessly past her eager and loving lips. I was still hard as she stood up and began to dry herself off. She told me to get soaped up again and not to disappoint Cheryl. Oh shit, I had practically forgotten about her!

As Amy retrieved her clothes and finished dressing, she said “My boyfriend fucks me so nice, but I really enjoy having a new adventure now and then, don’t you? I hope you’ll ask Cheryl how she feels about having me join you two sometime when my boyfriend’s out of town. I get so lonely and horny, and maybe I could teach you youngsters a thing or two! Besides, my pussy and ass still want to get to know that cock of yours,” she added with a wink and a wicked smile.

She turned in the doorway and smiled at my throbbing cock, still hard. Amy licked her lips and said, “You were absolutely delicious, by the way.”

She turned and walked out; and once again, her timing was perfect. Right after she closed my apartment door, I heard her talking with Cheryl out in the hall. Moments later, my sweet love Cheryl found me, still in the shower, soaped up and still fucking rock hard.

I had just cum, so it took her a little extra work to make me cum again, but my next orgasm was incredibly intense, my mind still in a whirl. We made love all through the evening, but I kept thinking about what might someday be in store for us, along with my new found friend down the hall.

Cheryl and I loved each other; nothing could change that. But what Amy and I had experienced was different. She was such an absolute master of every sensual thing she had done to me, heightened by the fact that we were complete strangers. Most of all, she left me hungry for more -- I wanted to see her naked on her hands and knees; I wanted to taste her pussy and feel my mouth on her tits. And there was no doubt that if my wonderful love Cheryl was going to broaden her sexual horizons with me, there would be no better teacher than Amy…

To be continued….

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