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Staying Home
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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.

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