He could have lain there all night letting the teenager work her tongue under his chin, across his jaw line, over his mustache. Even when the licking turned to kissing, he didn't mind. Quite the contrary. He loved the attention he was getting.
But Joe was worried. He remembered what Susan's father had said. True, she had come to him. And he wasn't about to go back to that pool hall as long as Don was mad. But if he got the hair up his ass that Joe was making a special attempt to seduce his daughter -that was a laugh! – there was no telling what he might do.
Seducing his daughter…
With her licking and begging him to fuck her again?
That was a laugh. A real joke to be appreciated only by those there and experiencing it. Joe decided that was a pretty limited membership club at the moment.
"Sue," he said, when she began working on his ear with her mouth. "I do want to take a shower. Your spit is starting to dry all over my body.
It's tickling me. Hey!"
Her fingers worked down over his ribs. She began tickling him.
"How do you like that? And do you really prefer an old shower to me? I think I'm being insulted. Am I?"
"Why don't you come along and see?"
The thought of the girl's naked body gleaming in the shower, water falling all around them, suddenly appealed to Joe. There wasn't a hell of a lot he would rather experience at the moment.
"You mean it?"
"Sure. How else am I going to get my back properly soaped down?"
She swatted him on a trim flank. He just laughed at her, reached out and hooked his middle finger up and into her cunt. She moaned but followed him. She didn't have much choice.
And the last thing she wanted to do was disobey. The promise of the shower was appealing to her, too. Seeing his body all wet and shining and muscled was making her hot just thinking about it.
In the bathroom, Joe turned the shower on until he got the right temperature, then opened the stall door,, bowed from the waist and said,
"After you, dear lady."
She bit back her laughter. He looked so silly standing there, stark naked, bowing. His cock bounced back and forth in a very undignified manner but she wasn't going to say anything.
She returned the bow with a little curtsey, saying, "Thank you, good sir." Stepping into the shower, she felt the sharp sting of the needles of hot water against her aroused flesh. "Umm, that's nice!"
It was crowded in the stall. But neither of them really cared.
Joe produced a bar of soap and said, "I'll soap you down first. It looks like fun to me!"
"Me, too!" she returned. "But don't take too long. I don't want to run out of hot water."
"Don't worry about that. If things go as I think they will, we'll be making everything hot enough in here to boil water!"
"Braggart!"
"Nope. Optimist."
And then he began plying the bar of soap over her body. It left foamy bands across her back. With his other hand, he gently rubbed the soap in. His hand glided across her shoulders and down her back so that he could feel each and every bone in her spine.
When he reached the bottom of her backbone and started out over the curving expanse of her ass, he felt the first twinges of life returning to his cock. He knew this was going to be just the ticket to get him up again.
His hands probed and dived between her asscheeks. The humid canyon between the meaty slabs seemed to vibrate with life. He liberally applied more soap and fondled her buttocks until he thought it was unseemly to continue much longer. He doubted if she would complain, but he couldn't use up the entire bar of soap just on her.
"Turn around," he ordered.
As she turned, tiny drops of water were slung off the tips of her jugs.
He licked his lips when he saw them gleaming in the light. A thin sheen of water coated them. Without even thinking, he moved forward and bent down and began to suck.
He felt the hard nipple press against his tongue. He was quickly lost in the sheer pleasure of sucking on her boob. His mouth worked hard against the stiff button.
"Umm, that's nice. But the soap?" she asked. Her fingers were stroking the back of his head, pulling his face in to her knockers. She was saying one thing and demanding another from him.
"Umpgh!" was all he managed to say. With a mouthful of titflesh, he wasn't about to give it up to carry on a conversation that couldn't possibly be as interesting.
He buried his face in the deep crevice between the twin mounds of tit.
The pillow flesh on either side of his head aroused him. The twinge in his groin was growing. He felt energy surging back into his depleted cock. The feel of her tits brushing on either side of his face was nice, the feel of silky flesh under his fingers made his hands tremble, and added to all of it was the falling water against his body.
Each tiny jet of water was revitalizing him. And the nearness of such a wonderful piece of ass was definitely getting his cock back into shape for fucking once more.
"Gotta keep soaping," he muttered, then moved lower on her body.
"Don't stop! Keep, ohhhh, keep going!"
He worked lower with the bar of soap. He found her bush especially responsive to his work. Soon, he'd built up a huge pile of lather on her pussy mound. Scrubbing, he stimulated her. The man tried not to touch her pussy lips: he wanted to save that for later.
Skipping down, he worked over her thighs and legs. The satin feel of skin flowing under his hands completed the task of making his cock completely hard again.
As he finished off a dainty foot, the teenager said, "My turn!"
She took the bar of soap and immediately worked down his body. But when the girl got to his prick, she suddenly discovered he had a raging hard-on begging to be buried up a cunt. She fondled it, her hands slick with soap. Her agile hands worked back and over his hard-muscled ass. As she reached around, she sucked his prick into her mouth. Suddenly assaulted by three carnal delights, he almost came.
Her hands were delving far into the crevice between his asscheeks.
Slippery with soap, her slender fingers glided over his skin like they had been well oiled.
The water plummeting down stung and aroused.
But her mouth sucking on his cock gave him the most excitement. She seemed to be forever hungry for cock. It didn't matter to the girl how she got it. She would give a blow job then expect to get her tight little cunt fucked. And she'd turned around and wonder why he couldn't screw her up the ass.
She was insatiable.
Finishing off his legs, she mumbled around the plug of cock in her mouth, then rose up to her full height. Looking into his eyes, there was nothing but worship and glowing sex mirrored there.
"Ready?" he asked needlessly.
"Yes!"
He reached down and gently pressed his hand into her thigh. The flesh was trembling in anticipation of what was to come. She wasn't quite sure what he'd do. This was obviously new to her. But she knew it would be good. Sex always was.
He reached through and lifted her leg up. By bending down a little, he was able to slip his pecker under her body. Holding her leg up split her pussy wide and presented him with a good target to hone in on. He straightened a little and felt his cock brush against her pussy lips. He was just enough off target so that his cock went sliding away toward her asshole.
"Go on, doll. Guide me in."
She reached down and gripped the pulsating cylinder of warm flesh. There was nothing she loved more in the world than cock. Unless it was a cock driving hard and deep up her twat.
Shuddering when the wet prick probed into her cunt, she hooked her leg around the man's back. Like a snake, she tried to twine herself all over the wet body wrapped in her arms.
There could be no doubt she was approaching exactly the state she desired so much. The prick slid into her snatch in a smooth, even movement. She shuddered anew as the pussy lips folded inward under the impetus of the cock. Her entire cunt was coming alive. It was feeling the full effect of being fucked once again.
Clutching hard at the slippery body in her arms, she pulled herself around the man's chest. Her boobs dragged delightfully over his hairy chest. Nipples titillated, she heaved a big sigh of joy. But her mashed jugs were only part of the turn-on fucking in the shower was giving her.
Her leg was lifted high. And with the cock inside her twat, this caused entry at a new and exciting angle. That seemed to be where it was at – finding new ways of getting his cock into her cunt.
By lifting and lowering her leg looped around his back, she was able to stimulate herself. She felt the constriction around his cock and it transmitted sheer carnal enjoyment to her.
Soon, her entire body was ablaze with wanton lust. She was moving up and down, fucking herself on his cock. The smooth sliding action of her body over his only heightened the sensation. And the water failing all around, matting her hair, giving needle-point stimulation to her sensitive skin, was all an added bonus.
"Ummm, this is super!" she sighed, snuggling closer.
The man gasped as she tightened her cunt muscles and gripped down hard on his dong. He had to admit she was right. This was something special.
And a hell of a lot better than the old missionary position. He was having a hard time keeping his balance, though. With her fucking herself on his cock, he had to brace his feet on the slippery shower stall floor.
And with the soapy water running off their naked bodies, it wasn't as simple as he'd thought it would be at first. But he wasn't complaining.
He enjoyed this too much to want to stop.
She was doing such a fine job of screwing herself on his dick, he hardly felt he had to do anything more than stand there and enjoy. But he did.
He bent his knees, leaned back so that his hips would lever forward, then thrust straight up.
His cock speared hard into her twat. There was a liquid slurshing noise as he penetrated far up her pussy. Then the man's hips retreated a little. His cock moved out enough for him to build up momentum for another powerful fucking.
Soon, their bodies were working together perfectly. She was taking his prick all the way. He was splitting her beaver wide with each and every movement of his hips.
And both of them were held captive by the impaling spike of flesh ramming far up her cunt.
He loved the way her twat collapsed all around his cock. Her stomach muscles were good, very good. And she knew how to use them. She could trap his cock every time. He felt like a velvet glove was squeezing down on his rigid rod, massaging, giving him the ultimate in pleasure.
And she was enjoying giving him the full benefit of her educated cunt.
Just to have his hot flesh stuffed up her twat was good enough. She was getting to be a greedy bitch. She hungered for cock like most people desire food. It was becoming an obsession with her. She had to have all the prick she could find.
And Joe's was just about perfect.
The way his arms wrapped around her, supported her, comforted her, was sheer heaven. And with her leg curled around his back so that his cock could easily enter her – wonderful!
She started bouncing up and down to drive that nine inches of pleasure even deeper into her guts. The friction from his fucking was building like a storm. She knew it wouldn't be long before lightning blasted through her body – sexual lightning set off by orgasm.
The heat flushed her body and seemed to turn to steam as the water lightly stung her skin. She thought her crotch might be smoking, so fast were they fucking now. She didn't look. She couldn't. Her eyes were screwed shut. She wanted to enjoy each and every sensation smashing into her body.
As his wet bush rubbed against her clit, she came. The deep plunging cock was enough to set off her orgasm but the pressure of his wiry pubic hair over her clitoris was an added bonus.
As she came, he felt the burning tide of his own climax. Locked together, they passionately struggled and strained against the other's body. When their mutual lust had abated a little, Joe was gasping for breath. The cascade of water over his head robbed him of breath.
"Whew!" he panted. "That was something entirely new for me. I felt like I was floating and fucking at the same time."
Susan hung limply around his neck. She waited until his cock fell out of her twat of its own accord. It was dead for the moment and she knew she couldn't expect it to come back to life any time soon.
"Yeah, Joe, it was the best ever. I… I'm just sorry it's over."
He looked at her and shook his head. He couldn't believe she was still horny. And yet that seemed to be what she was saying.
Without another word, he dropped to his knees, forced open her legs and began tonguing and licking at her jism-drenched pussy. His tonguing didn't stop until she was as limp as a rag and couldn't stand even one more orgasm.