[This is the sixth chapter in the series HouseKeeping. It would be best if you could read first Chapters 1 through 5 so you can gain the benefit of knowing the backstory of Chapter 5 This chapter has a little more sex in it to please those who have been waiting for it. If you want a quick jerk-off story, this might work for you. But the story is still erotic as hell for those who enjoy erotic tension and voyeuristic pleasures. As always, please feel free to offer any feedback you want. And an author always values feedback from his readers.]
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We sat quietly in my hot tub for another ten minutes, enjoying the night air. Basking in the glow of our first love-making, it seemed that neither of us wanted to break the mood of the moment. After holding each other for so long, I broke the silence.
"Please spend the night with me." My words were filled with the warm feelings that flooded my heart to overflowing.
"Well, since you put it that way..." Her words held a smile that sounded so warm and tender. As if by mutual agreement, we stood up and left the hot tub. I reached for our drinks and we walked to my bedroom, still completely nude. She picked up a couple of towels that were placed near the hot tub, and she began drying herself as we walked.
Once in the bedroom, she used the second towel to dry me. She slowly caressed my body with the towel, and then with her hands. Then she turned to the bed and pulled back the sheets and blanket. Sliding in, she moved to the center of the king-sized bed and patted the sheets next to her. Without a word, I lay down next to her. We covered ourselves, snuggled into each others' arms, and tried to fall asleep. But the longer we lay there, the more excited I became. My dick got hard just from feeling the warmth of her body next to mine. I was not accustomed to sleeping with anyone, and her very presence was keeping me awake. My arm had been laying across her chest without moving, and now my hand seemed to develop a mind of its own. It gently cupped her breast. Then it softly caressed her flesh. Then it captured her nipple between the thumb and forefinger, teasing it and twisting it. Through all this, she never moved. But when I began playing with her hard nipple she quietly moaned, indicating that she was not asleep like she was pretending to be.
I switched breasts, feeling myself get even harder. I nuzzled my face into her fresh-smelling hair, loving the tickle it gave my nose. Then I began to softly kiss her ear. By this time Kelsey was moaning loudly, giving up all pretense of sleep. I let go of her tit and my hand began to creep down her torso. It took a few seconds of teasing and stroking, but finally my hand encountered her bush. I absolutely LOVE her coarse curly hair. I love stroking it; I love playing with it; I love pulling the strands; I love burying my face in it. But, for the moment, I settled with stroking my fingers through it. And then, in all that wonderful hair, I found her warm lips and the valley between them.
My fingers toyed with her lips for a few seconds, and then I gently pressed my middle finger into her warm and wet valley. She was so wet that I could have slipped and disappeared inside of her for days. And, of course, I would have loved that! I gently played with her lips for a few minutes, just enjoying the closeness we felt. And my playing was having an obvious effect on her breathing. In addition, she was becoming wetter and wetter, if that was even possible. After at least ten minutes, Kelsey was ready for more. And it was the good thing she was because I didn't know how much longer I could take this gentle approach. My cock was ready to roar.
Slowly, I mounted her, kissing my way from her ear to her lips. She was so wet that I had no problems sliding right in with one slow and continuous thrust. She moaned so loudly as I entered her and pressed deeply inside that I wondered if the neighbors could hear. And I found myself moaning just as loudly. It felt so good to be inside her. Yes, fucking her felt good, but I was feeling something more than physical pleasure; something on a much deeper level. And it was awesome.
Moving in an out of Kelsey's smooth and slimy tunnel became a rhythm, and then the rhythm became a marathon run. I was breathing hard and sweating profusely. And still I pounded her pussy. Her moans had transitioned into muffled screams. She came at least once, and I think she came three times. I wasn't sure because she kept squeezing her inner muscles in such a way that it seemed like an orgasm. I finally realized that she must have squirted because the sheets were soaked. Kelsey kept shouting things like, "Oh, shit, this is so unbelievable." I wasn't sure if she was accurately exclaiming things she was sensing or if she was just trying to feed my ego. Whatever was going on, it seemed to give me strength like I had never experienced. Finally, I felt my own orgasm approaching.
"I am going to cum, honey. Do you think you can cum one more time? Do you have another one in you? Can you cum for me?" Each time I asked a question like that, her moans and squeals got louder and more urgent. Finally, I shoved into her harder than I had ever done before, almost screaming, "OOOOOOHHHH!" As I shot stream after stream into her, I felt her clench around my cock so hard I simply could not move. The violence of our mutual orgasms was incredible. Finally, her inner muscles relaxed enough that I could move in and out of her again, bringing my orgasm to a close. I collapsed on top of her and heard the air whoosh out of her. So I gently rolled off her and onto my back next to her. The cool breeze of the air conditioner blew gently across my body, and I felt her shiver from the temperature impact.
I pulled the covers over our naked bodies, and pulled myself tightly against her body. Her form molded itself to my form, and we just held each other close for several minutes.
"Kelsey, I don't want you to think I am a broken record or that I am saying this just to make you feel good. But each time with you is the greatest time ever for me. You are an incredible lover." We kissed passionately for a few minutes, and soon the passion became more gentle, and then it became quiet between us. Our mouths parted and we both fell asleep in seconds. It was a wonderful and sound sleep.
When I woke up, it was light outside. I realized Kelsey was not in the bed next to me, and I looked around for her without calling out. Then I heard her in the bathroom. Sliding back the covers, I left the bed and walked into the bathroom. She was sitting on the toilet, and I muttered an apology while turning to leave.
"Don't leave on my account. After the intimacy of last night I don't feel the need for privacy this morning. You ate me and you fucked me and now I have nothing to hide." She looked at me with a crooked grin and I took my time to look at her. She peed, and the tinkle of her pee was the only sound in the room. Then she took a substantial amount of toilet paper, spread her legs, and wiped herself with it. Flushing the toilet afterwards, she stood and walked into my arms. We softly kissed while I hoped my morning breath wasn't overpowering.
"Either you are excited by watching me pee, or you really have to go yourself," she grinned.
"Well, it is first thing in the morning, and I always have to pee first thing in the morning," I quipped back at her.
"So, don't let me stop you." She stood her ground, obviously expecting to watch me relieve my burdened bladder. "In fact, if you would like, I will even help you."
"So, how can you help me take a piss? I always thought that was a solo activity." I was curious about her offer and wondering about her response.
She looked at me with a lustful smile, and responded, "Well, I could always hold your cock to make sure you hit the toilet and didn't mess up the floor so I have to clean it up." She waited to see my response, and I wasn't sure what to say. I had never peed in front of a woman before and I grinned at the thought .
I was already nude from the night before, so I stepped up to the toilet. Aiming at the toilet bowl is always made a little difficult if my morning erection was in full force, but this morning I was only a half mast. However, I suspected that the half-mast status would change quickly once her fingers made contact with my dick. As I prepared to empty my bladder and she reached for my cock, my suspicions proved well-founded.
