I had just experienced my first sexual experience, and it was with the lady who picked me up from my job site. She did not let my lack of experience keep her from using me. I loved being used.
Part three
Part three
Carol and I laid together, basking in the body heat of each other, as we reflected on the great sex that we just experienced. I did not know it was possible to give or receive such physical pleasure from another person. It was almost as if she could read my mind on what felt good right at that moment. And apparently, I did the same to her, without even knowing it. I think I was so interested in pleasing Carol that I reacted to all her noises and movements, and she guided me with just her physical actions.
We looked at each other to see what the other was thinking at that moment. Carol had a sheepish grin on her face and mine, I am sure, was beaming from having reached another sexual milestone. I could hardly wait to tell my buddies. Carol confided in me that she drove by the site where I was working and stopped to watch us the day before. Her husband had just left for that unscheduled trip, and she was just driving back from having dropped him off at the airport. She felt all alone as she drove through the new, but nearly empty subdivision. She drove by where we were clearing slabs and just parked her car and watched us. She studied me because I was taller than the others, but she said there was something in the way I held my body that really intrigued her. She said I looked more mature than the other guys. I took that as a compliment. And I guess it pays to hang out with shorter friends.
I told Carol that when she stopped and first spoke to me, she appeared mysterious and alluring. I had never had a woman that I did not know ask me to help her do anything before. “My buddies told me you were looking for a young stud, but I did not believe them. I guess they were right.”. Carol touched my arm, looked me deeply in my eyes, and said, “yes…. And I am still not done with you.”
She pushed me on to my back and told me to raise and spread my legs. She crawled in between my thighs, and rubbed her cheeks against the hair on my upper thigh, then worked her way down to my balls. Carol nuzzled them with her lips and nose and began giving me tiny, delicate kisses on my wrinkled nut sack. Her expert tongue began tracing a line from the middle of my nuts down to my asshole. She then shocked me by burying her tongue right in my sweaty asshole. I gasped at the feeling of her licking and probing my dirty hole. Carol once again looked at me and said, “This is the dirty part I like best”. She was torturing me with pleasure with the tip of her tongue as she stick it as far in my asshole as she could get it. Her hand stroked my exhausted prick back to another erection, which I thought would be impossible. But the sensations she was causing were irresistible. She made me need another orgasm.
Carol told me to pull my butt cheeks apart with my hands so she could lick me deeper. She did not have to ask twice. She swabbed her tongue from my asshole to my balls, and would slip her mouth over the head of my dick and suck. I could not believe she was trying to coax out another orgasm. She wet a finger and eased it into my asshole, as her magic mouth worked over the head of my prick. Suddenly, an unexpected trigger went off in my loins and I suddenly blew another load. She pulled off of my prick and aimed my dick at her face. She caught all my jets of sperm on her face, then used my dick to massage the cream into her skin. Now I was really done.
She let me catch my breath, then hopped up and pulled me up after her. She said, “let’s take a shower.” I smiled and followed her to the bathroom. She found some towels in a packing box and got the shower water hot. She stepped in and held the glass door open for me. I enthusiastically joined her, and carefully stepped into the enclosure. I leaned down to her face and kissed her before we started. I wanted her to know that this had been the best night of my life, and it was all because of her. She leaned into me and craned her neck upward to meet my lips. She had her hands on my chest and carefully caressed me with her fingertips as we kissed.
When the water hit me, my bladder reminded me of the beer I had consumed before we started fucking. I suddenly needed to piss in a big way. I started to step out to go to the toilet after telling Carol of my need. Her face beamed and another devious expression took over. She grabbed my arm and said “wait. I want you to do something for me”. Well, that sounded familiar. I could not wait to hear what she had in mind.
Carol got down on her knees on the tile floor, away from the spray of the shower-head. She looked up at me in a very sexy way and said “piss on me. I want you to piss on me. Wash off the cum that you pumped on my face”. I was not sure I heard her right. I had a questionable look on my face, but then she repeated her request again. “Please. I want to feel your piss all over me”. I paused, then grabbed my dick and aimed it at her face. My stream of urine hit her chest first, then I hosed her down from the top of her head to her face. She parted her lips and beckoned me to fill her mouth. I did. She swallowed. I did it again. And so did she.
As my piss drenched her, she held her breasts in her hands and squeezed them. It was as if she was being coated in an orgasm producing liquid. After swallowing several mouthfuls of my piss, she frantically began rubbing her clit. In the time it took for me to finish draining my bladder on to her, she brought herself off with an explosive orgasm. Inside the shower stall, it sounded like she was dying of pain, but I knew better. She had reached another sexual climax.
When I knew she was done, I helped her stand up. We kissed again, then began soaping each other up. It was the most relaxing, yet invigorating shower I ever experienced. She delicately washed my balls and my penis, just enough to make it aroused, but not enough to make me need to have another orgasm. I was worn out from the ones I had, and she knew it. We rinsed off and toweled each other dry. Kissing as we did it. It was a magical way to end the day.