The Creek
Part 3
My sex drive reached a new world, one I never contemplated visiting. At the same time, my mind was busy processing the reality of what was actually happening; I was having sex with someone other than my husband for the first time in thirty years.
Sucking my own juice off of Ann's cock while she licked my pussy, drove me to orgasm for the second time today. This was my first time to do a "69" with anyone. Gordon refused to eat my pussy, claiming it was 'nasty'.
I had never seen or known a transgender female. It was different having such a beautiful, atypical female in front of me. I had lots of questions, but for now, fuck, my sex life was never better; and Ann... well she seemed to be just as content with her tongue in my pussy, and I loved sucking on her seven-inch cock.
"Randi, I want you on top again; sit on me."
I gave her cock one last mighty suck. Turning, I straddled Ann's curious body, admiring each small detail, her blue eyes, her perky breasts, flawless skin, and her exquisite penis.
Lacing fingers with her, I lowered myself, eyes glued to one another. The overabundance of moisture in me was evident as I sank effortlessly, absorbing all of her. It felt so good, filling me like a dream.
I leaned, trading tongues as I slowly contracted my vaginal sleeve around her amazing feature, desperate to enjoy every bit of it. I felt her return the favor, tensing her 'muscle'. The stimulation of her in me instantly awoke my sex hellion again.
I sat up on her, clasping her hands, aggressively pouncing; my breasts flopping in harmony. It was only a few moments before I started singing praises to the sex gods.
"Ahhh, fuck... Ann, you feel so good in me. Fuck my pussy, FUCK it!"
Ann's soft voice joined in, "Fuck my cock Randi, fuck it hard. Your pussy feels so good. Take it! Take all of me."
Pouncing soon became slapping, as I bottomed my pelvis as hard as possible, pressing every inch to my womb. The sounds of raw sex resonated over the babbling creek water, as the slopping love juice saturated our midsections. For the third time, I caught a ride on the orgasmic shooting star. Throwing my head back, I echoed my pleasure to Ann and the world each time I bottomed.
"Aaooooh, Yesssssss.... Fuck my cunt, fuck it. Fuck... Fuck... Fuck!"
Adrenaline sprinted through me when the sound of a rogue canoe slid up on the sand beside us. We were not alone; the sex demon had taken total control, and neither Ann nor I could have stopped it if we wanted to.
Trash talk exploded out of my mouth, "Aahhhhh, FUCK, Fuck my slutty cunt hole! Fuck it," pounding with uninhibited purpose.
Having an audience intensified my tenacity; I pounded as never before, exhibiting a deep, hidden desire to 'show' myself. Ann gripped my palms firmly, joining me for the encore. The sloppy, wet sounds of raw sex resonated exuberantly with our intent. Every pore of my skin was filled with tingling excitement.
I gasped for any breath I could muster between spewing trash talk as our visitor climbed out of the canoe, naked, fully erect, and holding his cock in front of my vulgar mouth. It was way too much to resist. I released my grip from Ann and took possession of it immediately, inhaling it. One of my lustful fantasies, had just come to fruition; having a cock in my pussy and mouth simultaneously.
The animalistic, oversexed gene in me roared to life, pounding Ann's cock as hard as possible while I sucked his six inches into my mouth. My enraged clit ordered another volley of juice when I felt the warm salty mix hitting the rear of my throat. I gurgled intensely, savoring every ounce.
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Bill, himself, caught in his own covert proclivity, canoeing naked in Harper's Creek, was shocked and mystified as he silently floated around the bend, hearing and seeing the two ladies in the throes of sex. Not knowing what to do, his first response was to 'float' by quietly so as not to get caught naked himself.
Tuesday afternoons were his time to canoe several miles up and back on Harper's Creek nude, something as a clandestine nudist he relished. In two years, he had never encountered anyone here. His options were very limited; his clothes were two miles back in his truck.
He instantly recognized both ladies, Randi and Ann, as employees. What was she fucking so ardently? Was Ann wearing a strap on penis?
Ignited by what he was witnessing, it was something he could not let slip by; there were too many questions that needed to be answered, whether his secret nudity had been discovered or not, it had grown his dick harder than he could remember; it had been years since he had sex at home, and masturbating never produced a firmness like this.
He had to stop and see what was driving Andi to such carnal stimulation. As he stepped out of his canoe naked, Ann gazed at their boss with a forgive us smile, as Randi fucked her cock heartily. She was in no position to do anything; her secret appendage had been discovered.
When he smiled back at Ann and gave his dick to Andi, she knew all was good. Reaching up, she cradled his sacks in her palms, acknowledging his acceptance. The sensation of his sixty-eight-year-old cock being consumed by Andi, and Ann's soft cuddling of his balls, instantly ignited his reproductive organ. Feeling his testes tense up, Ann squeezed them, coaxing his salty mix forward.
Bill rose to his toes and winced sternly as he offered his seed to Andi. For the first time in his life, he was fucking a mouth, and came in it...and she had swallowed every drop. This was also his first time to be nude in front of anyone; it was overwhelming to him.
Within minutes, the reality of the phenomenon became evident to the three nude co-workers. All breathing heavily, trying to regenerate oxygen in their brains, they each studied the other's expressions with interest, anticipating the next step.
While Andi sank to her knees, trying to recover from the most prolific sex she had ever experienced, Ann felt a little insecure in front of her more mature boss. She waded into the creek up to her waist, hoping the cool water would soften her super boner.
She had hidden her peculiar physique most of her life. She was uncomfortable showing her weird half-male, half-female body, hard like this, to just anybody, especially her boss, even though he was still hard as ever himself.
"Ann, you have a..... penis! I often fantasized about your femininity beneath your short summer dresses, but, wow. Please don't be ashamed that you are different, it's very erotic to me....as you can see."
That was a slight relief to Ann, "Mr. Bill, I'm so sorry about this. I hope you don't think less of me. I love my job and want to keep working here."
"Ann, I think we all have a lot to discuss, and no, your job is safe here, actually, it's probably safer now than ever!"
Randi finally gained a small measure of composure, addressing her boss, "Mr. Bill, I think I am to blame for this. You see, I love to be naked outdoors. I love to tan nude and have been sneaking in here on my off days to spend time here in what I thought was a private place. I have a powerful sex drive when I'm naked and usually use my dildo to satisfy my above-average sexual needs. Well.... Ann was curious about what I was doing back here off the trail, and saw me masturbating."
Ann left the security of the cold creek water, joining them, "Mr. Bill, it was so sexy seeing her masturbate, and my.... sex life so bleak, I decided to get her a gift, a clit vibrator. I came back to observe her with it the next day. It was so erotic, I stepped in and finished her myself. Randi is wonderful; she accepted me for who I was...and sex with her is incredible."