"Wet My Pet" by Julius Copyright 2005 Eleven-thirty and Celia was feeling tired, her bed was beckoning. The gentle knock at her apartment door was an unwelcome interruption. She peeped through the little spyhole and saw Stephan looking back. A little reluctantly, she opened the door. "What d'you say to a midnight swim?" he whispered.
"Pool doesn't open till next week." "I've got a key," he grinned and brandished a large bunch. "I've unimaginable joy from ebon sex hardcore and blowjob suit," she was too tired for this.
"Skinny dip," he shrugged, "if you don't wear yours, I won't wear mine." His mood caught her and she felt herself yielding. She sighed and he smiled his smile. He really was a persuasive man, "Wait, let me find a towel." Celia went to the bedroom, suddenly eager to go with him. She rummaged in a drawer, looking through her underwear, amazed she had no swimsuit. Her eye caught a flash of bright green. No, she daren't!
She drew out the teddy and held it at arm's length. When she emerged from the bedroom Stephan grinned at her and pointed to the terry robe, "Are you .?" "Just wait and see," she said and scooped up her keys, "let's go." They rode the elevator down to basement level and stepped out. Stephan led the way. Unlocking the door he gestured her inside. The smells of chlorine and fresh paint hit her.
The lights came on, the pool was filled. Stephan turned out all the lights but the underwater ones. Celia gave a little squeal of delight, it looked so pretty like that. "Beer? Can't skinny dip without beer," Stephan took two bottles out of the bag and twisted off the tops. He handed her one. "Want to sit a while?" he gestured towards an alcove with benches on two sides. A shower spray hung on the third wall. She sat and took a swallow brother and sister home real her beer and shivered.
Stephan disappeared, four heat lamps came on overhead, warmth flooded over her. He came back, "There, that better?" "Answers for everything, haven't you?" Stephan grinned at her, "No, not quite, I don't know what's under the robe." "Mostly Celia," she said making no move to show him.
She sipped the beer. The radiance from the lamps was relaxing her.
She rested her head against the wall and closed her eyes. "I think you should let me see what you're wearing for our swim," she suggested. He removed his shoes and socks while Celia drank the last of her beer.
She was getting a gentle buzz and heard herself giggle, "More." He paused with his shirt over his head, "More beer or more Stephan?" "Oh, more both." "Well, I brought a six-pack and . " he pulled off the shirt with a flourish and tossed it in her lap. Celia picked it up and pressed her face into the cloth. Her insides seemed to flip as she breathed in his scent, felt his body heat.
She looked up at him, his arms, his shoulders and felt an awful yearning. Reaching into the bag for another beer she chanted, "More beer, more Stephan, more beer, more Stephan." He slid down his zipper and Celia tipped the bottle and gulped. Midnight swims were suddenly a wonderful idea. When Stephan's pants slid to the floor she gazed hungrily four teen girls pounded by pervert dude on the couch the bulge in the front of his tiny white briefs.
"Ooh, lots of Stephan," she said and actually hiccoughed. To herself she said 'Celia, you are little bit drunk.' She got to her feet, "Well, fair's fair, hold this," she handed him her bottle and unbelted the robe.
She shrugged it off her shoulders and let it slide to the tiles. His sharp intake of breath said it all. His mouth actually stayed open for long seconds. "Oh my!" was all he managed. Her glance in the bedroom mirror had almost made her change her mind. Now she was glad she hadn't. The teddy concealed very little of Celia. His reaction was a most wonderful thing to see and hear. Little wonder he gaped. Celia glanced down, her heavy breasts were all she could see of herself. They looked beautifully big, she thought.
Resting in the cups of the teddy, they gave her a splendid cleavage. She wanted to shake her shoulders and jiggle her breasts for Stephan. But she knew they'd simply fall out if she did.
She watched, delighted, as Stephan's eyes roamed up and down her. The crotch of the teddy was hauled tight into her pussy, she could feel its insistent presence. She turned slowly, showing him her ass. It was big and beautiful, she knew. She reached a hand back, "Oh my!" she murmured and giggled. The fabric covered her not at all, it had worked deep between her cheeks. She turned to face him. "Oh my!," she exclaimed again at the sight. His erection formed an impressive ridge up the front of his briefs, "that's very flattering." "Have you any idea how beautiful, how sexy you look?" he asked her.
She squirmed under his gaze, she felt sexy and beautiful. Celia sucked air in through her teeth as a spasm caught her somewhere below her belly button. Her thighs tensed and she pressed her knees together in the classic female pose. A sudden need. "Dear God, this sexy, beautiful woman needs a pee." She remembered another time, a week ago. They'd been a little drunk then and had told each other their favourite fantasies.
She thought now of his. "Lie down Stephan," she told him, "here on the tiles." At Celia's urging, Stephan lay on his back. The tiles were pleasantly warm. Heat from the lamps bathed him. He closed his eyes against the glare and waited. She moved to stand over him, he could feel her ankles against his thighs.
His cock was splendidly erect inside the briefs. It had to be after she'd dropped the robe. The warmth, her closeness, he knew something beautiful was about to happen. He felt her move and opened squinting eyes. She squatted and then settled slowly, kneeling astride him.
She sank further, her crotch settling on his. Just two layers, silk and cotton, between her sex and his. She leaned forward and rested on her hands. He closed his eyes again. Celia's lips were at his ear and she she whispered, her breath tickled. "Have you any idea how horny I feel right now," she paused, "and how badly I need to pee?" Stephan shook his head and she added, "I don't know which I need most," she squirmed her mound on his cock, "to be filled or to be emptied." She sat up then, heavy on his hips.
Stephan shaded his eyes free chat room lovely brunette teen teasing his hand and watched as she slipped one strap off her shoulder and allowed a breast to spill free. Heavy and full it moved beautifully as she swung her shoulders. The nipple seemed to point straight at him. "Baby hungry?" she asked and gave her shoulders a shake, making the breast jiggle. "Very hungry," he croaked, his wanting was a desperate thing.
She leaned down again and brushed the breast across his mouth. He caught the swollen nipple and held it with his teeth. Celia cried out softly as he nipped her. With tongue, teeth and lips he made slow love to her. When he paused she raised herself a little and pulled free. He caught her again and they played, her nipple a small, swelling, ripening fruit. Celia began grinding her mound against him. He sensed that, between them they were taking her towards an orgasm.
The suckled nipple seemed to grow in his mouth. Suddenly she froze and looked at him through slitted eyes. Her teeth were gritted when she spoke, "I've got to pee, I've just got to pee." But she made no move to get up, just kept slowly grinding herself against his erection. He wondered if this was a little girl struggling to control her bladder or a woman on the brink of orgasm. She crouched down over him, breathing loudly in his ear.
"I'm going to lose it, I'm going to lose it. I'm can't hang on." She seemed to be crying and laughing by turns. "I can't hang on, I'm so full and it feels so incredibly sexy. I daren't move and I can't keep still." All this was said while she trembled and wriggled on top of him. He was desperately aroused by her words and her movements, he thought his cock would burst. If she thought this was sunny leone home alone fucking her horny .
what about him? Celia suddenly sat up with a soft cry. A look of surprise as she raised her hands to cover her mouth. Her eyes closed and she seemed o relax. The glow started at Stephan's groin and it began to spread. She was peeing on him! Through the teddy, through his briefs the heat came soaking.
It felt almost scalding hot as she flooded him. Over his cock, his balls, down between his legs and over his belly. Stephan thought it the most beautiful sensation. Almost enough to make a guy come, just from the exquisite, spreading heat. Celia let herself fall forward onto her hands and she began slowly working her way up his body, her groin sliding up his skin.
The heat, the flow moved up over his stomach, over his chest. Still she moved, still she flowed. Soon it was trickling down on either side of his neck. he could hear the gentle hiss as she kept draining.
The heat came from deep inside her, from her pussy, through the crotch of the teddy to him. Celia's own warmth, her wetness. Stephan opened his arms and she lay on him, her wetness between them.
"That was you meant, wasn't it?" she asked him. "Yes, oh yes, just the way I dreamt it should be. It was the sweetest thing," he murmured into her hair. She was wonderful, it had been perfect. His need for her then was a desperate, grinding thing inside sunny leone red bikini xxx story. His cock an aching rigidity trapped in the briefs she had soaked.
Celia went very still and he looked up at her. He could see her own hunger in her eyes and then she moved back down him. He could hear her making little mewing noises.
Her fingers scrabbled his briefs down, baring his cock. Raising his head he watched her. A hooked finger caught the crotch of the teddy and she pulled it to one side, off her pussy.
He could see wet curls and the petals of her labia. The teddy's front was near black with her wetness, it clung to her every contour. The stream began again, hot over his scrotum. No intervening fabric this time, just scalding hot pee on cum-filled balls. He groaned as the flood washed over his nakedness.
He writhed under her hips, his body begging. Finally she slowed to a trickle. Her fingers curled round his cock, holding it vertical. She lowered herself, open and ready. A new and beautiful heat engulfed his penis. Down she came, in he went. Steadily piercing her, skewering upwards until he nudged the end of her. She settled on him, ass against balls. She fucked him, rather than he her, bucking back and forth, as if to break his cock off at its root.
Stephan struggled under her in a mix of pain and joy. She rode him, one wild animal on another. Her body drawing the orgasm from him. When they came, it was as one, sobs and cries echoing each other.
Celia's climax was a feral thing, her pussy clenched and sucked at his gushing cock. She collapsed onto him. They were both sobbing for breath, both exhausted, both utterly spent. They slept, perhaps just minutes. She kissed him awake. His hands slid down her back and grabbed her ass, pulling her against him. "How was the fantasy?" she asked him. "Perfect, incredible," he told her, "swimming's fun, being drowned is beautiful."