watch but are not. Yet there are certain things I want to do with you but are only for your eyes. And I am not sure which activities fall into what category because I am only now becoming aware of the three categories. Does that make any sense to you?" Now it was my turn to feel hesitant and I felt uncomfortable with my hesitancy.
"I think I know what you mean, and I think I agree with you. What happened today was a real turn on to me. I can't deny that. But now that it is over, I need to think about it some more before I am open to repeating it." She stopped speaking, but I could tell she was still thinking about things. She bent over to turn off the water and I was given the exciting picture of her bare ass and her swollen pussy lips peeking out from beneath that ass.
"So, I think that was my last golden shower for a while." Her sweet smile was almost childlike mixed with a little confusion, and I loved her for it. "I don't think we are finished talking about this, but maybe for the moment we should move on." She walked over to where I was standing and stopped just inches from any contact. With her arms at her side and her eyes looking down, I saw the most wonderful combination of innocence and uncertainty and sex appeal. I felt myself longing to hold her. So I did.
"Kind of a turn on but kind of embarrassing, wasn't it?" I heard the words coming from behind me, and I looked over my shoulder at Mrs. Yarrow. She stood there with a motherly look of love and concern. Kelsey separated from my arms and moved to the older lady. Mrs. Yarrow wrapped her arms around the younger woman and silently held her for several seconds.
"You know, many years ago I had a similar experience." Kelsey stepped back and looked with interest at Mrs. Yarrow. "I grew up with a fantasy about peeing. I don't know when it started with me, but I know it started when I was very young. And I grew up with the idea festering in the back of my mind. As an adult, it came back to me one night. I was at a beach party and it was well after midnight. There were maybe a dozen acquaintances there, and a couple of friends. I was with a boyfriend that I had known only for a couple of months. He had to go pee and I joined him. After watching him for a few seconds, I reached over and took his cock in my hand. I directed it at my feet and felt the warm water trickle between my toes. By the time he was finished, one of the other boys had wandered up to see what was going on. When he watched me shower my feet, he pulled out his cock and added his own pee to the puddle at my feet. Within seconds the rest of the guys joined us and they were all peeing on my feet. I sat down with my feet in front so I could see what was happening better. One of the boys raised his dick and hosed down my boobs. Then another did the same. Then one of the girls walked up. She pulled aside her bikini bottoms and let loose with a stream of her own. By the time it was all over, I had been pissed on by nine boys and girls, most of whom were near strangers to me. I was having the most intense orgasm of my young life, and remained sitting there while everyone else walked back to the blankets about fifty feet away. After several minutes, I got up and walked into the ocean to rinse off, trying to understand my feelings. I was embarrassed and degraded, but I was also turned on. It was all so confusing. It was days later that I realized that I had lived out a childhood fantasy and now I was content to leave that fantasy in my childhood. I have not engaged in water sports since that time at the beach. I have thought about it a few times, but I never did it again. It was enough to have lived it out and it was enough that it happened once." The three of us stood quietly for a minute until someone called for Mrs. Yarrow. She turned to leave us, but then turned back for just a second. "You know, some things are best enjoyed as a fantasy, but are best when left in the past." She returned to the group without another word. Kelsey and I looked at each other and silently agreed with Mrs. Yarrow.
We moved back into the backyard party and managed to loosen up enough to have fun for another couple of hours.
By mid afternoon, the games had progressed to the point that no one had any clothes on; everyone was naked. Even Mrs. Yarrow had remained nude, something I don't think she ever did before.
Then someone suggested a game where the winner got a blowjob from the loser. As we debated the rules, the men made enough changes to assure that no man had to give a blowjob to another man. Then Jeanine pointed out the obvious.
"Has anyone but me noticed noticed that the men get blowjobs but the women get nothing?" Someone tossed out that no one expected a woman to win the game, but I couldn't tell who it was who made the comment. Jeanine tossed an irritated glance at someone and then continued.
"See? That is what I mean. The men get to be selfish, and when that is pointed out they get insulting. I say that we make a change in things. I say that the men have to eat out the women or there will be no more games. If we don't cum, there is no fun." I was not sure if Jeanine expected there to be complaints or not, but it was not too surprising to me that all the men shouted their agreement. And Jeanine continued, making her suggested additions to the afternoon's games.
"Okay, ladies, we sit on the side of the pool. The men stand in the pool and eat us from there. And the selections will be lady's choice." As we all moved to the pool, I saw Kelsey looking at me with a question on her face. I walked over to her.
"Kelsey, if you have any problems with this, we can leave. I am more than just a little uncomfortable with this new game myself, so I would not mind us leaving. On the other hand, I have noticed how you watch Jose, and I think you would really like it if Jose went down on you. And I must confess that I am at least a little turned on by the idea of going down on one of these pussies. What about it?" I was both turned on and yet hesitant with this new direction that things had gone. The idea of eating out another woman, ANY other woman, in the group had made me very hard very quickly. On the other hand, I had not ever considered going down on a woman in public before. I was wondering which of the three categories this activity fit into when Kelsey grinned and playfully slapped my fully erect dick. Then she turned around and walked over to Jose. She said something quietly to him and he quickly nodded. He walked over to me and slightly dropped his head to acknowledge me.
"Todd, your lady has requested the pleasure of my oral attentions. Are you okay with me pleasuring your lady?" Jose was all politeness, and I was unsure if Kelsey has asked that he seek my permission or if that was what Jose believed a gentleman should do. Either way, I found that I liked his manners.
"Jose, I am sure that you will bring Kelsey great pleasure." I looked Kelsey in the eyes and continued. "You have my blessing to offer any oral pleasures that she wants." I left it at oral pleasures because I found that I was a little squeamish about letting that huge dick in her pussy. I hadn't figured out if I was a little jealous and didn't want anyone else to fuck her, or if I was a little humiliated by the thought that she might not want my smaller cock after experiencing his long dong. Either way, I was comfortable with his using his mouth and tongue on her but not his dick in her. So I smiled at Kelsey and nodded my head. And for her part, she was grinning widely. She almost ran to the edge of the pool and sat down, moving her legs into the water.
As the women made their choices and sat down on the edge of the pool in front of those choices, Cindy walked up to me.
"Todd, I have found myself wanting you more than any other customer I have had, ever since I saw your first erection in my shop. Would you do me the honor of going down on me?" She paused, almost hesitant in her request. My stiff cock jumped obviously at the idea of going down on Cindy. She noticed and commented. "Do I take that as a yes?" I had to laugh.
