My heart raced, breath tightening with unbelievable anticipation the closer I got to our secluded cabin at the lake. Claire had decided to drive with her friends for our little trip, and my wife ended up having to handle a “work emergency,” so I was left to myself on the five hour drive. Just me and my thoughts, with little more than the radio’s meager attempt to drown out the cacophony swirling in my mind. Fortunately, the roads to the cabin are rarely crowded, or else I likely would have been in some sort of accident.
My daughter and her friends; Samantha, Janelle, and Blaire. They’d all come up with a plan to preserve their friendship after high-school. A plan that made a specific part of my anatomy quite happy, but left the rest of me in a bit of turmoil. _Especially_ when it came to Claire. They decided the best way to strengthen their bond and remain in each other’s lives was to become pregnant by the same man, sharing a baby daddy, essentially. And the man they chose was me? I certainly didn’t like the idea of them all getting knocked up right before college, and surely there were better, more suitable – _younger_ – candidates than myself? Then again, I didn’t want just any guy impregnating my little girl. Or her friends, for that matter. No, I was the best man for the job, whether I wanted it or not.
I couldn’t convince myself of being reluctant in this situation, either. Four young, beautiful women desired me. They all wanted me to put a baby in their bellies, their tight pussies milking my hard cock for every drop of potent semen just a few weeks ago. Sure, I was truly reluctant when it came to Claire, but even so. My lower self desired my daughter’s young body, making things hard at home. We didn’t continue our little affair at home, deciding instead to take a little vacation for some alone time.
Claire broke it all down for me after their graduation. She filled me in on their plan, down to the most intimate detail. Their smart, petite friend, Samantha, worked at the pharmacy I’d been getting my blood pressure prescriptions filled. Turns out I only needed one of the two medicines I’d been taking for months. The other was some new drug designed to increase male sex drive, frequency, and volume. That would explain how I was able to cum _seven times within twelve hours_ that night and into the next morning. It would also explain my intensified desires, something Claire and her mother had been the recipient of in the weeks preceding this trip. I was relieved to find out that Chelsea, my loving, devoted, _astonishingly amazing_ wife was actually _on board_ with this scheme. She lost the ability to conceive after a medical emergency around the time Claire was born, and always regretted not being able to give me more children. I’d never blamed her for it, God knows she wasn’t at fault.
The cabin finally came into view with my car passing through some trees along the road, revealing our home away from home. It was a stereotypical log cabin from the outside, about forty paces from the lake behind it. Inside, the cabin was quite a bit more modern. Three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen with all the modern gadgets we could need, a living room with a pair of pull out couches and a big screen TV mounted to a wall. The only real downside was the lack of high speed internet and distance from the nearest cell tower, but sometimes it’s nice to be cut off from the rest of the world.
As my car comes to a stop outside the cabin, my heart jumps. There’s already a car parked outside, one I don’t recognize. I’d decided to drive out a day ahead of the others, wanting to make sure everything is in good order, and to prepare myself for what is to come. I’d already begun preparing, continuing my bogus blood pressure regimen and adding more supplements and foods to increase semen production and volume, but there were a few other things I’d wanted to try before anyone else arrived. My erection throbbed painfully beneath the denim of my pants, and I realized my jaw was clenched almost as hard as my fingers around the steering wheel. The celibacy I’d been practicing has led to a build-up of testosterone, making me a bit more aggressive and short fused. Anger burned through my veins at the supposed intruder, flashes of a burglar being thrown through a window, beaten to within an inch of his life, or brutalized in any other imaginative way bring a wicked smile to my face.
I open the car door, and approach the cabin. The wooden door is closed, nothing _seems_ to be out of order, but there is someone here who shouldn’t be. My fingers grasp the knob more forcefully than intended, excitement and adrenaline urging me onward as the thick door swings open. I stand in the doorway for a moment, listening for any activity inside. Without much consideration for stealth, my feet carry me inside the cabin. I’d intended to rush into the kitchen for a knife, something to arm myself with, but was caught off guard by the chipper voice that greeted me.
“_Hey, Mr. Jones_!” came Janelle’s familiar voice. I started from the sudden, unexpected greeting. My fight or flight response transitioned away from combative fight, but the aggression remained. I turned to the woman in my vacation home, eyes scanning her up and down.
Janelle was standing in a hallway, the door to the master bedroom slightly open behind her. She was wearing a violet bikini top, gloriously small for her firm d-cup breasts. Her milky skin was slightly reddened, as though she’d been in the sun a little too long today. The muscles in her abdomen flexed gently as she took a step towards me, far too small jean shorts not even buttoned at the top covering barely more than her pubic region. The shorts were the tear off variety, strands of denim dangling a few inches from the rest of the fabric. Her long, muscular legs extended beautifully from the shorts, bare feet striding to me across the hardwood floor. My eyes gradually drifted back up to her face. Loose locks of shimmering blonde hair twirled around her face, seemingly framing her beauty as it curled down over her shoulders. Her ocean blue eyes gleamed at me, full lower lip bit seductively between her pearly teeth. Her cheeks were noticeably redder than her light sunburn, but her chest had flushed into a deeper red as well.
The girl was little more than halfway to me when the aggression from almost a month of build-up erupted. I cleared the rest of the hallway, urgent desire exploding in my chest as I approached her. She stood in place, satisfied to let me lead in this courtship. Janelle squealed as my hands reached her, one to her face, the other groping her ass. I pulled her to me, our lips crashing together as we stumbled into the bedroom. Her tongue tasted of strawberries as it slid along mine, soft moans of need echoing into my mouth while we circled around to the bed. She screamed happily when I pushed her onto the bed, breasts bouncing beneath the bikini as it strained hopelessly over her obviously erect nipples. My pants hit the floor before I’d realized, I hadn’t even bothered kicking off my shoes before guiding her to her hands and knees. Her ass was slightly lower than my waist as she got into position atop the mattress, my strong hands forcing her shorts down her thighs drawing out another squeal. My cock throbbed again when her slick pussy came into view, flowering pink lips drooling in anticipation, glimmering streaks staining her thick thighs.
The shorts were just above her knees, but I couldn’t wait long enough to undress her fully. I slid my cock down between her thighs, wetting my rod with her arousal before lining up with her entrance. Her breath caught in her throat as my thickness began to push inside, mushroom cockhead splitting her open for the rest of my girthy member. She groaned as inch after inch pushed inside, her well lubricated pussy constricting around me as I entered. My eyes rolled at the sensation. The warmth and tightness of her young tunnel even better than I remembered, the self inflicted sexual drought coming to an abrupt end as my orgasm rapidly approached. My balls tightened as my pelvis met her ass, climax begging for release before I’d had a chance to begin pulling back. I held her hips, holding her against me as my manhood pulsed inside her, unleashing thick, hot ropes of cum as deep as I could. Grunts broke from my chest as I flooded her with a never ending stream of potent semen. What felt like the longest, and _largest_, orgasm of my life pumping into her, before we’d even truly begun.
She sighed a breathy groan, moaning at the end of it as my orgasm finally began to subside. My hardness hadn’t faltered, and I _certainly_ couldn’t just stop now. I grasped her more intentionally and began to pull out slowly. Just before the fat head of my cock slipped free, I slammed my hips forward, our bodies crashing together with a soggy slap and startled moan from below. My thrusts became faster and more rhythmic from there, confidence soaring after the initial mishap.
“_Fuck_, Mr. J__o__nes.” Janelle cried out as I pummeled her from behind.
Her arms reached for the carved wood headboard, hands clutching the furniture as long, rapid thrusts squelched through her juicy pussy, balls slapping against her sex. I relieved her scarce top of its duties, pulling the thin string tied behind her. The small bikini sprung from her heavy chest, swaying from the loop around her neck as our bodies continued slamming together. Rounded breasts swung and jiggled over the bed, my hand returning to her hips. The other hand rose into the air, swinging down across her toned ass. She shrieked at the sudden contact.
“You like that?” I chided, groaning as I pounded into her.
She moaned in response, before breathlessly saying, “_You’re gonna make me cum_!”
“That’s the idea,” I replied, delivering another loud slap across the rounded curve of her cheek.
The soft flesh of her ass began to redden, and I worried I’d struck her too hard – until she began to convulse in a full body orgasm. Strong tremors rocked through the teen as her climax struck. She unleashed a stream of moans and groans, a deep chorus of ecstasy flooding the room as I continued my pace. My hands supported her hips while her legs quivered, flexing knees and curled toes rising around my legs. She lost her grip on the headboard, falling into a row of pillows, stifling her screams in the cushions. I finally relented, gradually slowing my thrusts until coming to rest fully hilted inside her constricting tunnel. Her pussy hugged and slurped at my probing rod, the tight warmth of her organ desperately coaxing out more of my potent seed. I relished our embrace, eager to give her fertile depths exactly what they wanted.
I pulled and guided her quivering body, laying her on the bed. My cock slipped free from the throbbing entrance as we moved, her glistening folds draping around the small gape as thin curtains of flesh. An arm rested across her eyes when she settled against the pillows, and I knelt between her legs as I spread them around me. Her body was truly magnificent. Short breaths struggled to fill her lungs, breasts rolling atop her heaving chest. Soft outlines of abs decorated her tummy, even while laying on her back. Her blonde hair seemed to form a golden halo around her head, cascading gracefully over the pillows.
One of her firm nipples found itself in my mouth, lips latching to her breast as I suckled softly. My tongue danced across the areola around the small, hardened pillar, my hands groping both breasts greedily. She moaned and spasmed, her hands clutching at me as she squirmed. Sharp giggled filled the air while she struggled, her orgasm wreaking havoc as it burned inside. I finally relented, letting her catch her breath as the climax mercifully subsided. My eyes drank in her beauty as I waited, a reddened cock resting against her belly.
Janelle took a deep breath, letting it out with a sigh. “Ok, fuck me,” she ordered, curling her legs behind me. I leaned forward, resting a hand beside her head while using the other to angle my hardness against her steaming lips. The thin folds outlining her pussy seemed to swallow my thick cockhead, incredible warmth enveloping my manhood as it pressed back inside, her slick walls stretching around my thickness. She moaned into my groan, pulling her head up to mine, our lips sealing around a cacophony of pleasure. Her tongue slid into my mouth, an erotic dance underway between our open jaws. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, ankles crossing behind my bent knees as my shaft disappeared between her legs.
We remained in this intimate embrace as I bottomed out, our pelvises grinding into each other. My tip tapped against something deep within her, eliciting a sudden grunt from my lover. I pulled back quickly, our kiss falling away as she assured me she was ok.
“I’m fine, but not so deep?” Her request came out as a question, and I assured her I’d try not to go too far again. “Not until you’re cuming again, at least.”
She winked and laid back against the pillows, her hands sliding down my chest. I responded by taking her hip in one hand, outer thigh in the other, and pulling steadily away. Several glistening inches of rigid meat slid from her tightly spread lips, thick veins bulging beneath bright red flesh emerging back into view. She gasped and moaned with the retreating cock, every inch stimulating the nerves lining her crevasse. The head of my cock neared her opening, distorting the lips as its size approached. I rested a hand on her belly and teased her stiff clit with a thumb, then drove my hips forward. My erection plunged back into her, stopping tantalizingly close to the sensitive ring under her womb. She moaned sharply as I pounded back into her, and allowed me to place legs against my chest, her ankles at my ears. My arm looped around one leg, fingers toying with her tender organ as I bounced against her, thick pole sliding in and out as she tensed beneath me.
“_I’m gonna cum again_!” she squealed, her toes curling beside my face as I thrusted harder.
“Cum for me, baby,” I growled, grasping her breast in one hand, twirling a thumb around her hooded bean with the other.
“_Oo___oo___h fuuu____uuhhh…___” Her words dissolved into a long, loud moan as another climax erupted, a quivering leg falling form one should, the other held against me with the arm still wrapped around. Warm wetness rushed over my plunging cock, spraying against my pelvis as a stream of pleasure flooded from her pulsating pussy. Her hands flew to her face, fingers digging into her hair as she trembled through the waves of ecstasy. I slowed my thrusts, releasing her clit but maintaining my grasp on her breast as I watched her ride this orgasm. A pleasant smile spread across my face, and I drooped down to kiss the tender flesh of her neck, leaving my member half buried in her convulsing sex as her hands dug into the bed, clutching fistfulls of sheets.
My orgasm was drawing near. She finally began to come down from her own recent release, slow, shallow thrusts keeping mine from slipping away while I waited for her to be ready. If I can hold out long enough for her next to strike, we _should_ be able to arrive at the same time. The thought of her pussy contracting around my pulsing cock, draining every last drop directly into her womb sent me closer to the edge than expected. I pulled out, causing her to spasm suddenly and making a soggy streak on her fit midriff while her climax subsided.
She took another deep, steadying breath, releasing in a shaky moan. Her hand lifted from the sheets, fingers detangling from the blanket. Her index finger curled invitingly, beckoning for more, and I happily obliged. My tender manhood slid down her tensed belly, ab muscles lining a trail down to her pelvic mound. I dragged my length and thick head over her hardened clit, and lined up for reentry. Her feet pressed against my knees, thighs spread apart. One of my hands settled against her inner thigh, thumb stroking the tender flesh just below her drenched sex, the other guiding my meaty tool forward. Her organ opened up around me once again, eye rolling sensations enveloping my cock as I filled her.
I went to work stimulating her outsides once my girth was back inside, fingers grazing across her smooth skin, thumb teasing her aching bean, groping her breasts and rolling her nipples. She responded by moaning and squirming, then squealing and shrieking as I began to thrust harder and longer. My orgasm was dangerously close, so I increased her pleasure by grasping one tit and sucking the captured nipple. Her body tensed when my tongue swirled around and over the stiff nipple, shallow thrusts drawing my climax ever closer. I tried to hold back, keep my balls from releasing their payload, but it was a losing battle. The gap separating us slowly dwindled away as I accepted the pending orgasm, a strong pulse shaking up the length of my buried cock.
The first rope spurted into her with a grunt, sending her over the edge. Her pussy tightened around me as another pulse flowed, pumping more seed into her belly. I continued suckling her breast, but groped her ass while our bodies melded together, legs intertwining throughout our shared bliss. She trembled and spasmed beneath me, her warm tunnel practically slurping the semen from the balls resting against her ass. Her legs flexed, pelvis rocking against me as she humped my load into her, groaning as she drove our pleasure deeper. I grunted into her breast, then pulled my head away from her chest. Both hands grasped a fistful of her bust, palms covering her nipples as I spilled into her. We grunted, moaned, and groaned together as our bodies spasmed and trembled.
Our impromptu song of ecstasy faded into a series of shaky breaths, a pleasant melody still escaping her lips as she recovered. I released my grip on her breasts, placing a hand on the bed beside her chest and cupping the back of her neck. We shared another kiss, the passion growing exponentially and threatening another round. She laughed into my mouth, inspiring my own chuckle.
“I thought I told you to cum at that _deep spot_?” she teased.
I laughed as I replied, “Next time.”
“Can’t wait,” she responded through a fit of giggles.
We laid together, wrapped in and around each other as the spasms and throbs faded. My cock began to soften, then slipped from her inner embrace, a trickle of our fluids trickling out and onto the sheets below. We kissed again, a quick yet deep kiss, and then I rolled off. She turned her head to look at me, I met her gaze as I laid next to her. Our eyes locked, just staring into each other for what could have been seconds, minutes, _hours_.
“You’re _amazing_,” she said, finally breaking the silence.
I smiled, feeling my cheeks flush red. “Thanks,” was all I could muster in reply.
She laughed again, “Really, you’re incredible. Got a big cock and know how to use it.”
My “_big cock_” throbbed as the words left her lush lips, hardness beginning to return. I rolled over to face her, eyes working up and down her naked body. She flashed me a beautiful smile, and wrapped her fingers around the wrist of my elevated arm.
“Feel how hard my heart is beating,” she instructed, laying my hand in the valley of her breasts. Her heart thumped rapidly beneath my palm. My erection steadily returned, dragging across the top sheet as it extended outward.
“Think it can handle another go?” I asked, quietly wondering the same about me. My cardio _had_ improved since the doctor raised a concern about my blood pressure, but this was still quite a bit of physical activity.
Her eyes drifted down the length of the bed, a smile spreading across her face as she saw my “_big cock_.” “_fuck_,” she breathed. “You’re a fucking _sex_ ___god___!” I rolled over and climbed onto her, hands on either side of her shoulders, my legs spread around hers, “Wait.” I gave her a perplexed look as she shimmied down the bed. I got up onto my knees as her head neared my cock. Her fingers closed around my soggy base, frothy, congealed remnants of our pleasure coating my member. She let out a low hum, then looked up at me around the hardened shaft.
“You gave Blaire three loads at our graduation, one right,” her hand stroked up my rod, “after,” hand gliding back down, our lubricant aiding in her motion, “another-,” back up my length and over the bulbous head. I groaned down at her as she continued, stroking my length while she spoke. Drops of our cum splattered over her chest, her large breasts jiggling as she worked my pole, “-and she had trouble walking for _days_.” Her head leaned up, and she kissed the head of my cock. “How many can you give _me_ before they arrive if we space out the pussy pummeling a little?”
I groaned again as her lips spread around my thick tip, tongue sliding around and under the head as it slowly filled her mouth. She stroked my shaft while suckling my sensitive head, another hand reaching up to massage my heavy balls. My hand held the back of her head, fingers sinking beneath her golden hair. ‘_How much will I be able to give her_,’ I wondered, as she sucked me deeper. ‘_How many loads will I be able to give all of them?_’ I sighed with growing determination, more than happy to find out.
My eyes rolled as Janelle sucked and slurped up and down my overly sensitive pole, draining whatever cum remained within my urethra after the last orgasm. She licked my cock clean of our combined pleasure devouring the slick juices and replacing it with her saliva. Her hands massaged my balls and stroked my shaft, pushing me closer to another climax. I placed a hand on her head while she bobbed up and down. My toes clenched as the stimulation pushed me closer to the approaching release, and Janelle let my thickness spring from her mouth with an audible ‘_pop_’. Her tongue and lips slid down my shaft, then settled on my balls, sucking a testicle into her mouth as her hand feverishly stroked up and down my slick rod. I groaned my delight as the girl pleasured me, feeling my balls tighten before the climax hit.
Janelle must have felt the shift in her mouth, my testicles preparing for release against her tongue. She quickly brought her head back up over my crotch and wrapped her lips back around the throbbing pillar. My orgasm erupted as soon as warmth encased my organ again, thick ropes of fresh semen pulsing into her greedy mouth. She sucked my spurting cock and slid her lips lower, pushing me further into her face until I felt fleshy resistance at the back of her throat. My orgasm continued, bathing her throat in creamy, white fluids, which she happily gulped down. I grunted and squirmed as she continued stimulating me, stroking and slurping, sucking and moaning. My hips thrusted up, hands grasping her hair as she pressed down. Her throat opened around me, and I felt incredible tightness squeezing my bulbous tip as she forced my gushing cock _further down_. I looked down the length of my body at the dwindling inches of exposed shaft, her nose astonishingly close to the curly hair above my cock!
She hesitated, then pulled away with a cough and gag. A mixture of semen and saliva drooled from her lips, but her eyes gazed into mine as she swallowed and ran her tongue along the outer portions of her mouth. She continued stroking my dissipating hardness, hand covered in sticky cum as the orgasm faded. I laid back against the soft sheets with a contented sigh, laying a hand on her thigh while she knelt beside me. Her eyes slipped down my relaxed form, coming to rest on the slack meat in her hand. She released me, brought her messy fingers up to her face, and began licking them clean, looking me in the eyes all the while.
“How about a shower?” she asked.
Impossibly, my erection tried to return. I doubted I could go again for another couple of hours, at least, but sharing a shower with this horny beauty?
“Hell yes,” I responded, a little too eagerly.
She giggled at me again, and struggled off the bed. Her legs quivered while she tried to steady herself, and I couldn’t help but feel good about my role in her current condition. I was in a similar predicament, however, my body was utterly exhausted from the recent activity. Another giggle fluttered across me as she watched me stumble to my feet.
“How about a bath instead?” she offered.
I nodded my agreement, and we clumsily raced to the master bathroom. The marbled interior sported a spacious shower, glass door and walls lining the exterior. Dozens of nozzles lined the marbled corner and ceiling of the glass walls, providing warm water to every inch of the occupant(s). We had also installed an exaggerated tub, which had more in common with a hot tub than a standard bathtub. Jets were arranged along the smooth interior, except for the glass paneling on the side opposite the wall. A porcelain bench ran the perimeter of the tub, then extended another foot and a half down to the base. Some LEDs on the base and along the rim provided any color of light the user could want, while a submerged bluetooth speaker could sync up with our smartphone and play any audio. It was wide and deep enough to hold upwards of seven people, though the only occupants it ever had was me and my wife.
Now, another woman was turning the handles, tuning the water to an appropriate temperature. I shivered in anticipation, watching Janelle bend over the edge to twist the chrome handles. Water began flooding into the smooth, white tub, rough waves crashing against the glass facing us. She strolled over to me, calves flexing as she rose up onto her toes. Her arms wrapped under mine, closing around my back in a warm embrace. She tipped her head up to me, our lips meeting again in a passionate kiss. Our need for each other returned long before the tub had filled, and we stood in the bathroom kissing, groping, teasing, and exploring one another.
She took a step back, momentarily pausing our lust as she slowly entered the tub. Steam rose from the water, fogging every reflective surface in the bathroom. I watched hungrily as she sent one leg over the lip of the tub, leaning over to stabilize herself with both arms on the edge. Her large breasts hung from her chest, wobbling delightfully as her body moved. She grimaced at the heat within the tub, but sunk her foot down to the bottom. Her other foot followed the first, and she gave me a devious smile as she slowly squatted into the steaming water.
The glass side gave me a good view of her within the tub. She spread her thighs as she sunk down, a hand sinking down over her exposed pussy. Fingers spread her pink slit open, allowing a faint white cloud to escape. Wisps of our entanglement leaked from within as her fingers slid into her velvety folds. I stood there for a moment watching her play with herself. One of her arms reached down around her chest, pressing her firm, round tits together, muscles in her forearm flexing as she itched out her own pleasure. Her other arm extended forward, further squeezing her bust as she anchored herself to the tub. She shook her hips against the hand rubbing and probing her sex, hot waves crashing up over her curves.
“_You just gonna stand there_?” she asked breathlessly, moaning between her words.
I practically dove over the side of the exaggerated tub, slipping as I entered and nearly falling onto her. The heat from the rising water burned into my skin, just shy of too hot. I tenderly lowered into a sitting position, near scalding water making me grimace as it rushed over my balls.
“_Too hot for you_?” Janelle teased. She had turned to face me, one hand still on her groin, the other reaching for me as she approached on her knees. Her breasts jiggled with her sloshy movement, and I reached back out to her.
“That you are,” I replied, the corny come-on bringing a smile to her face.
She rolled her eyes, turning dramatically and falling into my arms, posing a rhetorical question with an over-the-top southern accent. “How _ever_ shall we entertain ourselves while we recover?”
I fondled her breasts, pinching her hard nipples between my fingers as I gently squeezed the fleshy globes. “I have a few ideas.”
She angled her head against my chest, an arm rising from the water. Her hand rested on the back of my head, pulling me in for a kiss. Eventually the water began to near the upper limits of the tub, and needed to be turned off. I groaned, dissatisfied at the prospect of having to pause our blissful moment.
“I better get that,” I muttered. She stopped me before I could move.
“_Let me_,” she said, her tone dripping in seduction. With that, she turned to face the faucet at the far end of the tub. Her ass squeaked against the submerged bench, legs stretching to reach the knobs. I watched in aroused fascination as her toes worked around the round knobs, expertly turning them until the water cut off. She straightened back out and settled against me again.
“That was incredible!” I exclaimed. “You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?
She reached up to kiss me again. I held her tightly, encouraging our passion as our kiss deepened. Her moans reverberated into me, and I felt _more than ready_ for another round. Apparently, she felt the same. Her body wriggled from my grasp, twisting around until she was sitting on my lap. My hard cock pressed against her belly, her hands scratching down my chest on their way down. She began to stroke up and down my shaft once more, then gave me a devilish grin.
A deep breath expanded her chest just before she plunged beneath the steaming water. Surprise filled me as she vanished beneath the splashing waves. I didn’t have to wait long to find out what she was doing. Her lips slid down around the thick head of my cock, tongue sliding along the underside as she sucked me into her mouth. One hand gripped my balls, likely more to help keep herself submerged while the other worked up and down my pole. My groans filled the bathroom as she sucked and stroked, electric jolts of pleasure forcing my hips and legs to spasm.
The back of her head broke the surface as she bobbed up and down my submerged length, wet hair floating along her back and swirling to my sides. I placed a hand on her head, applying light pressure while she tried to suck another load from my sore balls. Up and down she slurped, sending waves crashing throughout the oversized tub. She began to struggle beneath the sloshing waves as the oxygen stored in her lungs dwindled. My hand fell away from her head, but she remained below the surface, lips locked around me for a few more strokes. Finally, she emerged.
Janelle shot from the water, rising to her knees at my waist. Silky locks of golden hair clung to her cheeks, shoulders, and chest, inspiring the direction of a dozen wonderful rivers. Hot water drained from her curvy body, warm rivers cascading down around her breasts on their way to her hips, small waterfalls forming from the rivulets fortunate enough to venture forward along her amazing globes. Steam rolled from her drying flesh as the room’s temperature cooled her. I reached out, taking her arms in my hands and guided her to me as she took long breaths. My lips found her neck, teeth grazing the hot skin around her throat while her legs straddled me.
One seemingly practiced hand guided my hardness against her pussy, the thick head splitting her lips before sliding back inside while I held her arms. A familiar warmth wrapped snugly around me as inch after inch rushed into her. I groaned against her neck as she enveloped me, surprised at yet another approaching orgasm. My balls tightened when her thighs squeezed onto my hips, our bodies as intertwined as they would get in this position. She hummed her delight before a moan broke from within, vibrations along her throat tingling across my lips as I suckled her neck. My hands left her arms, sliding down to her waist and ass, as we started grinding against one another. Our passion and need grew when our lips met, grunts and moans sharing space in the hollowness of our mouths as tongues began their dance once more.
An eager hand abandoned her hip, venturing up to a swinging breast while my manhood slipped within her, the hand groping her ass remaining firmly in place. Her arms hung over my shoulders, one hand digging into my scalp as our kiss deepened, the other gripping the tub’s edge. Water sloshed between and around us, crashing waves adding to the melody of our pleasure. My fingers toyed with the hardened nipple on her soft breast, pinching and twisting lightly. The added stimulation forced her moans into a higher pitch.
My grip on her ass nearly failed when she suddenly lifted up, then crashed back down. Our kiss broke, heavy breaths shaking through her chest as she worked her body up and down my pole. Her natural lubrication washed away with every stroke across my cock, making the action more difficult than on a bed. Or against a wall. Or atop a counter. Regardless, she rose and fell with a steady, eye rolling rhythm until the stirring in my balls twisted into a tightening, my orgasm preparing for release.
“_Fuck, I’m gonna cum_,” the breathless words abandoned my body.
Her fingers scraped down my chest, my back arching against the tub’s smooth wall. “__Fuck__ yes,” she replied. “Give me all your cum, _please_? Give it to me?” Her plea continued as the first pulse shook through my cock, then became a long, labored, “_yeeeessssss,_” while sliding down, sitting on my lap as I flooded her with the seed she so desperately craved.
Hard spurts rocked through my manhood, hot ropes of semem pooling deep within her slick sex. She grinded softly against me, her tightness milking every potent drop from my exhausted body. I took shallow breaths as my orgasm left me utterly depleted, and _hungry_. I began to wonder what we have to eat while still spilling into the stunningly beautiful girl riding my diminishing hardness.
I pulled her in for another kiss, the final few spasms slipping across my cock. “Hungry?” I asked.
She smiled at me, a warm, radiant expression. Her arms wrapped over my shoulders once more, legs relaxing around me as she said, “Fucking starved.”
Slow, steady movements disentangled me from beneath her, shaky legs threatening to plunge me into the steamy waters as soon as I stood. A hand gripping the base of my still softening cock surprised me, and I looked down in time to see her lips closing around the tender head.
“What are you doing?” I gasped, flinching as she slurped me into her mouth.
She sucked and slurped at my deflated meat, a hand massaging my hanging balls. Her eyes fluttered up to meet mine before letting my well used manhood slip from her mouth. “Just getting some much needed protein.” A smile crossed her face while her hand continued toying with my balls.
A genuine laugh broke from my chest, “Well, I meant actual food, but…” I rolled my eyes playfully, and she sent her tongue across my uncooperative tool.
“Ok,” she said with an exaggerated tone of defeat. “I’ll take a real bath, get squeaky clean. Can you cook?”
I nodded, ” Of course. I’ll whip us up something good.”
She smiled at me, releasing the grip she still had on my balls. My cock rolled across her wrist, something I suspected she meant to do, “Just picture me, in here, getting all sudsy while you cook. I’ll prepare something _special_ for dessert.”
My manhood throbbed painfully at that, and I struggled from the tub. “Sounds perfect,” I replied. She rose up from the submerged bench and kissed me again. Just a quick kiss on the lips, but enough to tempt me with yet another round. I turned and grabbed a towel, drying off quickly before wrapping it around my waist. As I made my way to the door, she called out.
“Mr. Jones?”
I began to turn, “I think we’re on a first name basis n-”
My words faltered when I saw her standing in the middle of the tub, her shimmering skin distracting me of all other thoughts. She rubbed soap across her chest, sliding her hands under and up over her breasts, the glorious orbs of flesh rolling through the activity.
“When I say ‘_picture me in here_,’ __this__ is what I mean.”
I watched her rub soap across her perfect curves, streaks of white bubbles sliding down her fit stomach and into the water just beneath her wide waist. If it weren’t for the _damn_ need to eat, I would have _dove_ back into that water with her! Images of me pushing her against the wall of the tub, leaning her over the lip and pounding her from behind swirled in my mind, threatening my aching manhood with renewed stiffness, but I steeled myself. The civil war raging in my head intensified, as the need for food slowly won out. I made my soggy way through the master bedroom, down a hall, and into a kitchen, resolving to utterly _devour_ her after a quick dinner.
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