His finger stabbed deep into the woman's cunt. And the liquid covering his finger wasn't water. It was Caroline's fuck juices. She was turned on by her sexy boyfriend joining her, no matter how much she protested.
"The water's too hot. And it's getting my hair wet. Peter, really, this is impossible. Will you leave?"
"Um," he said, lifting the finger he'd run into her pussy to his lips. "Tastes good. And to hell with, your hair getting wet. You're already wet where it counts."
He cut off any further discussion by wrapping his arms around the woman's water slippery form. He crushed his lips onto hers. For a moment, she was taken by surprise. Then she melted and returned the kiss with all the fervor with which it was given. She had to have him to take away the memory of all that had happened to her. Caroline opened her lips slightly and Peter's tongue went flashing into her mouth.
Their tongues rolled around and around in wildly erotic acrobatics. Caroline loved the feel of Peter's tongue pressing down powerfully on hers. It was rough and tasted like the best wine she'd ever sampled.
The young woman thrust her own tongue out and began lightly caressing the man's. Then she started wiggling and worming her way into his mouth. Once there, the blonde girl started outlining each and every one of the man's teeth with her tongue. It was a trick she'd learned from him earlier.
The man moved his mouth down the young blonde girl's now-drenched jawline. She felt the quick licks he gave her all the way back to her ear. There, Peter jammed his tongue into her ear. Then a thrill of delight surged into her body. As the man gently gnawed and nibbled on her ear, the woman sensed the rising tides of passion in her loins. It was only a matter of time until he reduced her to a quivering blob of flesh capable of anything he commanded.
The man knew the blonde was hot for him. Her hand had snaked down his slippery body until she found a convenient handle. This was the best possible way of making her forget the awful things that had occurred. Slender fingers gripping his hard prick, she began stroking. He felt his cock coming alive, fully alive, hard and ready to fuck into her juicy twat.
He pulled her firmly to his body. Nipples poked into his chest. Caroline had become so aroused that her nipples were engorged with blood and pounding in a swift counter-tempo with her heart.
Their bodies moved together as they caressed and fondled each other. The flowing water gave them lubrication and a certain sensual freedom. The sharp sting of the hot water needled into Peter's back and made him feel tense and excited. He turned around as he nibbled the sexy woman's delicate ear and let her feel the wonderful water showering down onto her back.
All up and down her spine blasted the tiny jets of water. Caroline barely noticed. Shivers of carnal delight volted along her backbone, more intense than any watery sensation could ever be. She shook her hair and sent wild droplets rocketing in all directions. As her lustrous, wet hair settled along her backbone, water trickled down into the deep canyon between her well-fleshed asscheeks and finally dribbled to the floor.
Her body was too aroused with outrageous amounts of sexual stimulation. In her hand was a quivering cock, hard and alive, rubbing back and forth in a mock fucking. She stroked the hard prick until she could tell that her boyfriend was having a hard time controlling his emotions. His cock was doing an erotic dance, the big blue vein standing out in full relief like a huge cable running into his depths. The furred bag at the base of his cock had begun to tighten up. Caroline thought she felt the churning and tumbling inside as the jism begged for release.
She gasped as the man's hand pressed hard into her pussy mound. He ground his palm down hard until he stimulated her all the way into her cunt. An occasional thrust of his finger into the interior of her cunt sent hot flashes shooting throughout her belly.
"Umm, Peter, more, I need more in me. Fuck me good! With your cock, fuck me with your wonderful cock!"
"Soon, Caroline, very soon. Just move over so the water's not hitting me in the face."
She moved. She'd have done anything for the promise of his cock.
Her tits crushed flat against his broad chest. She felt the slight motion of his body as he moved and dragged her nipples along. Tiny jabs of delight knifed into her every time they moved together.
Locked in each other's arms, they let the sensuous jet of water fall around them, between them, over them. Their most sensitive areas were aroused and the nerve endings in both their bodies sang a joyous song of need mow.
.
"Fuck me, Peter. Don't wait. Now, dammit, now!"
"Go on," he mumbled around a mouthful of water. "Stick in my cock."
He felt the grip on his hard prick strengthen and pull away from his belly. For a moment, it seemed to the man that the young girl was going to rip his cock from his body. Then a sudden warmth and slickness surrounded his entire length.
His hard prick was firmly embedded in the woman's cunt. And how wonderful that feeling was! It was immensely better than having her hang onto it with her hand, even with the warm water oozing around her fingers. This was the real thing. His hard prick was in her pussy. This was the way it should be between a man and a woman.
"Peter!" protested Caroline. "I… I can't… ohhhhhhh!"
His hands ran up and down her back tracing out every bone in her spine. He cupped one firm asscheek, then squeezed. Finally her momentary protest penetrated his lust-fogged brain. He was a lot taller than she was. With his cock inside her cunt, she had to stand on tiptoes to keep from dumping her entire weight onto his balls. Peter bent his knees slightly and felt a welcome shudder in the young blonde girl's body.
"Better, ohhhhh, so much better!"
He knew it instantly. The way the young blonde's cunt convulsed around his hard prick told him all he needed to know. He reveled in the sensations smashing into his body. The way the sexy woman's rock-hard nipples prodded his chest, the feel of her fingernails clutching and scraping at his back, the mingling of their pubic hair, the hot water cascading down – it was all they could have wanted.
He stuffed his cock a full eight inches up her cunt.
The man buried his face in the woman's neck and kissed as if his very life depended on it. His body was racing wildly, almost out of control. His balls burned. His cock throbbed and demanded to be allowed to explode in wild orgasm. Only iron control kept the man from rushing his pleasure. He wanted as much as he could get – and give. Caroline needed him and he was going to deliver.
Caroline was content to let Peter do whatever he wanted to her. As long as his hard prick stayed firmly inside her fuck tunnel, she was more than content – she was deliriously happy. The man's hard prick shook and quivered with his lust. The vibrations transmitted through her cunt walls and steamed full ahead into her belly. From there, every cell in her body started singing a song of lusty need.
The sexy woman clamped down as hard as she could with her well-toned stomach muscles until she thought she could tell exactly where the blue vein on the man's cock was. She twisted her hips slightly and felt the massive purple hood on his hard prick expand, inside her. There was no doubt in her mind that Peter was going to give her the fucking of her young life.
The water pelting down on her back awakened sleeping nerves. She found herself breathing harder and harder until she was gasping for breath. Water got into her nostrils. She blew it out in a quick, gusty spume.
"Peter, cram it hard into my cunt. Give me every Goddamn inch of that hard prick of yours as hard as you can!"
The man straightened his bent legs and lifted her off the floor. His cock shot even deeper into her churning cunt. Caroline felt a surge of pain as Peter's mighty battering ram of hard prick slammed into her cervix. The stab of pain ebbed and left nothing but sheer ecstasy.