!!!! (Editor's note: I sent an email to WetGirl2 about the peeing bit. She's such a good writer and a major contributor that I think she deserves right of first refusal before it's rejected, so I asked if she'd be willing to edit it. - MessyJacky) !!!!
I suspect this might be the last truly warm afternoon of autumn. The weather seems to turn quickly here. There’s that rank, dead leaves scent to the air already and the trees are shedding their leaves fast.
Soon it will be almost constant rain, and then snow, lots of snow.
So…..
I had decided I’d go for a nice open-air wank by the pool. Let whomsoever see what they may. Somehow, when I got there, the idea didn’t appeal so much. I’m due on to,orrow and the day before I’m not that horny usually….well, maybe that’s not accurate. The horniness comes in waves that day, and in the lull between them, I’m simply not horny at all.
Walking back to the farmhouse I felt a bit of an idiot in all honesty. As I passed Dani’s flat, I heard a distinct sexual moan. Her bedroom windows skylight was open slightly and she was obviously in there having a little private time. Well, as private as it gets with an open window!
I heard a sigh which ended in a moan which in turn became a breathy “fuuuuuuuck”. I sat myself down and leaned back against the outside wall. There are more comfortable things to sit on that a flag stone patio, but needs must, and all that. I shed the bathrobe I was wearing and tucked that under my bum which left me a) naked, and b) a damn sight more comfortable. There are a particularly bitty species,of ant that have set up a nest under the edge of the patio, and you really don’t want one of those little fuckers nipping at your more sensitive bits.
The late summer sun, nothing like as strong as it was, beat down on me keeping me comfortably warm while I let myself become attuned to Dani’s voice and only Dani’s voice. I’ve been able to do this since my early teens. It seems I can direct my hearing with quite some precision.
I heard movement of the mattress, presumable as she was wriggling on it. My curiosity was off the scale.. what was she thinking about. What, exactly was she doing to herself? Maybe I could work it out? Yes, I could peek through the lower edge of the window, but that would be cheating.
I only heard fragments…..but oh….what fragments.
There were lots of “mmmm” and “ahhhhh”. And, as I said, the aforementioned “fuuuuck” but then it got a lot more interesting.
“Lick me. Put your tongue up me.” Good girl! There were pauses between everything that follows.
“Yessss…there. Oh fuck…..you dirty bitch.” (Bitch?)
“Suck me…..swallow me.”
“Now sit on my face….let me lick your cunt.” (Well well…..who’d have thought l]our virginal Dani was having herself a lesbian dream?)
There was a pause and I thought I heard some slurping….was she licking fingers that had been inside her? Maybe adding to the illusion?
“Mmm you taste wonderful………..ooooh…….slow down, you’ll make me cum too fast.”
Outside, my hand was between my legs and now, any thought of not being aroused was a distant memory. I was wet as fuck and my clit demanded attention.
“Oh fuck…….you’re gonna make me….” Make you what? Don’t leave me hanging…. I can cum as soon as you’re there, Dani!
“I’ve seen you with Anna…….Emily, lick me faster.” (Well….you cheeky bitch! Wanking off over my wife? Lucky you!)
But it transpired Dani has seen more than just Em and me in a 69!
There was a break in the talking, but I could hear the delectable sounds of wetness….the unmistakable sounds of squishy, wet, cunt. I was sorely tempted to sneak a quick look. Was Dani, as I suspected, a ‘side-to-side’ clitoral masturbator? That would account for the rapid squelching I was hearing…..certainly, whatever else, that girl was wet!
I had almost decided to simply let my orgasm overtake me, when I heard, with a desperate urgency that only happens when someone is teetering right on the edge of an orgasm “Emily…..do what you do to Anna….piss on my face!” The rest was lost in a series of moans that escalated into partially suppressed screams.
Meanwhile, outside, I had a bath towel in my mouth to stifle any noise and was freely cumming and peeing at the same time. (It feels truly amazing when you do that, by the way.)
I kept going for as long as Dani did, then crept quietly and somewhat guiltily away.
That night, I told Emily about what I’d heard, and what I had done. Emily seemed surprised that it wasn’t me that was the focus of Dani’s orgasm, but I couldn’t have cared less. We tried to think of when Dani might have seen us in a 69 when pee was involved. There have only been two occasions outside the bedroom. Both were by the pool, and one was with me on top.
We also discussed why Emily. If we’re being brutally honest, while Em has a high sex drive, mine is higher. I think of things for us to do a little more often than Emily does, and I wonder if this is threatening for Dani - actually, it made me wonder if it was threatening for Emily too. I shall have to tread carefully there I think until I know.)
What followed was itself interesting. We had talked about Dani at length of course, but instead of it leading to a role play, or repeating or recreating what I’d heard, Emily asked for something completely different. We had been talking about Dani’s sexual emergence and wondering about how she masturbated as a young girl. We came to the conclusion that when her vagina made itself known, which it does to every girl, even if it’s only through vaginal discharge or periods, she would have discovered her clit and would have masturbated secretly and quietly in bed at home.
Ea ily asked for a somewhat complicated thing. “I’d like to pretend I’m masturbating for the very first time. I….I’d like you to be my brain, not my conscience. I want you to be the part that urges me on….and…..call me Dani.”
Wow. We’ve role played being Dani before but not in as complex way as this. Em took a few moments just sitting on the bed with her eyes closed. I knew she was getting into character, and I could tell by the way her body seemed to relax when it was time. Her right had brushed gently across her right breast and she sighed. When she moved it away, I whispered “It’s ok, Dani. It’s ok to feel like this. Try it again.”
Her brow furrowed in that delightful way that makes me want to leap on top of her, but her hand came hesitantly back. “It’s ok….see….feel how your nipple has got hard. Give it a little pinch…go on, just a small one.” I heard her gasp. “There….now where do you want to touch yourself?”
I won’t bore you with it all, it was a hesitant, virginal exploration of her body right up to her panting breathlessly with her hand in her panties and me urging her on. “Yes, Dani, I know it feels like you’re going to wet yourself, but you’re really not. Trust me. You’re going to have your first ever orgasm. Just let it go into your panties. Cum Dani. Show me how you cum.”
Emily exploded into her undies and it was glorious to watch!
I was ready too, but I didn’t want to be an adolescent Dani. I needed something more. As I said, my arousal comes in peaks and troughs during the day before my monthly visitor arrives, and it was at a peak now. I grabbed ‘Mike’ and the panties that go with him from the drawer and invited Emily to “fuck me through the bed.”
She obliged. I’ve been fucked by some quite vigorous guys before, but Emily could give any of them a run for their money. By the time she’d finished with what she was doing and saying, I half expected to feel semen running down my thighs. Mmmmm.
Sometimes, after a really good seeing to, I wish I could purr!
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