A weekend to Remember....

A weekend to Remember.... A weekend to Remember....

Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction

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Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction

Summary

John and Jill end an erotic weekend at Jill’s parents cottage on the Cape, one replete with love. Some “gymnastics” in bed and in the shower produce genuine orgasms for both plus some ribald laughter.

Summary

John and Jill end an erotic weekend at Jill’s parents cottage on the Cape, one replete with love. Some “gymnastics” in bed and in the shower produce genuine orgasms for both plus some ribald laughter.

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Submitted: December 23, 2018

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A Weekend to Remember

 

 

John and Jill awoke simultaneously, and Jill crawled in close, nuzzling John’s neck. “Was I dreaming, sweetums, or did I cum twice last night, one on top of the other?”

“Dunno, I mumbled, “I dozed off...” WHACK! Jill had enough of an angle to swat John’s butt big time! “I’ll doze you off, Captain....” WHACK! “OUCH! Krikees, you didn’t have to do that, you wanton woman!” WHACK! “OK, Jill, enough! Get off me and roll over. It’s time for morning muster and a quick inspection. “Oh, fuck you very much, my Captain! Have your way with this once honorable woman you’ve ravaged repeatedly!” They both broke out in uproarious laughter. “John, I’m going to wet myself if you don’t stop it! Now cut it out!” “Oooohhhh, that sounds sexy....but on second thought, I think we should jump in the shower. Then you can pee down my leg!” WHACK! “OK! OK! Stop bustin’ my balls, and get in the shower. And make sure the water is hot. I got a lotta stuff on me that needs scrubbing.” “And I suppose you expect me to do the scrubbing??” “The thought had occurred to me, my sweet.” “Is that the reason Mr. man is waking up?” I looked down and glimpsed his lordship doing the bob and weave... “pulease, get in the shower and get the water hot for your Captain.” 

 

I couldn’t help but laugh. What a morning this has been...so far. I think both of us sensed this was our last morning together and were nervously trying to avoid reality. What better way to do that than doing some wonka wanka in the shower?!

 

Jill, in fact, was standing under the water when I walked in the shower, which was roomy and inviting. I loved the sight of that water sluicing down her thighs and getting airborne off her perky breasts. Jeeze, I loved this young woman! There was a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye as I closed up behind her and cupped her tits from behind. Jill loved it when I played with her nipples, now hard and erect. “Sorry, my Captain, but I can’t hold it anymore. Just keep working my nips...I gotta pee.” And she let go a long, strong stream of pale yellow pee that hit the far wall of the shower. “ “Arrggggh!. Oh, my that felt good! And so do my nips, Captain, my Captain! I’d love to cum after we wash each other up. Can you manage that, kind sir?? But let me lather up you and Mr. Man.” Jill turned around to face me. “Yikes! You almost stabbed me with that thing!” Jill was giggling. I could see this was going to be a shower to remember.

 

Jill lathered me up and down, saving the best part for last. She soaped up her lovely, long-fingered hands and gently wrapped them around my now very engorged penis. “There, there,” she cooed, “I’ll make you all better. Maybe you need some stroking. I saw that once in a movie...” Jill, indeed, began slowing stroking my penis and cupping my balls in her other hand. She concentrated on my crown and glans. “I can’t hold it much longer, either, woman!” “Oh, dear, do you have to wet, my Captain?” I gave both her nipples a lusty pinch. “I’ll take that as a no,” she said. “I know you’re about to shoot off. Remember how we used to say that back at school? OK, OK, but I want you to shoot it on my tummy!” And I did. It nearly splattered all over he place. But as soon as my last rope slid down to her pubis, Jill started to smear my cum all over her tummy, her breasts and finally between her lovely legs onto to her budding clit. “Now, my Captain, you can make ME cum!” And I did, but not like she anticipated.

 

I turned her into the wall, told her to bend over and spread her legs. “Yes, sir, but what are you going to do?” She found out as I slipped into her softness and began to pump. “Oh, Lordy, John, you’ve found my G spot. Don’t stop now! Nyaaaah...ohhhh, fuck. Right there, John John!” And she pushed back against me, wiggling her cheeks up against my pubis. And she just plain erupted. And believe it or not, so did I for the second time.

 

We sunk to the shower tiles, hugged, whispering to each other. We both smiled and cuddled. What a way to end a glorious weekend between two young lovers....


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