That Special Need

[carebear]

Surprising how the need to pee turns me on. Or, if already turned on, intensifies the longing. Since I developed or discovered this trait I've found sex even more fun.
Now I rather value partners who share this tendency.

Which brings me to today.

In the park, sat on a bench, a gloriously warm, sunny day.
A young man approaches with a cart, selling pop & ice cream.
A stranger, in his forties perhaps, arrives and sits at the other end of the bench.

I sense these three threads have come together for me!

The spring warmth has produced a needful warmth in me. I need a pee, not badly, but it's "there". Yes, I'm more than a little horny. A big cold Coke will therefore be a bad idea but I'm going to get one anyway. The guy on the other end of the bench? Well, I think he'll offer to buy me that Coke. How do I know? Girls know these things ........ surely you knew that.

Me? I'm Carol.

 

[carebear]

Maybe this wasn't a good choice of thread! No response yet.
Nobody want to buy a girl a Coke? A tall dark-haired girl with hazel eyes. A girl in white blouse and short, pleated tennis skirt who looks lonely and might need a cold drink on a warm day? She crosses her legs, they are rather long lovely legs! And it's a well filled blouse! Sigh!!!!!!

 

[afternooner]

OOC: Carebear I'd be happy to be the middleaged man in your fantasy. give me some time to put it together.


Me; Im alex, I'm actually more than middleaged but look and act much younger than I am I,m in town for a few days and not really looking for some action but it's spring theres a sense newness in the air and even an older man's fancy can turn to love or a reasonable facsimile of love. If youre interested let me know and I'll join you on the bench.

in the meantime I'll think about some things you might like to kow about Alex.

[Edited by afternooner on 04-03-2001 at 11:41 AM]

 

[carebear]

well hi! Nice to meet you kind sir! Your move

 

[poohlive]

Ah yes, another perfect day in another perfect park. Just the perfect place to sell a perfect hot dog. Bob quickly pushed the cart on the solemn walk path. The crowd head just depleted his hot dog supplies in half, but that is all part of the game. He pushed his cart down to another group of people, mostly children, playing a small baseball game.
Oh... but first there was a couple of customers sitting right here. One very attractive female who seemed to have a feeling of want in her eyes. Another was an aging male who looked like he was about to do more than ask this woman her name. Ahh, young love. Being only 23 himself he could connect. When two people meet, it is usually customary to buy the girl something. He didn't have any flowers, but... nothing says loving like a nice refreshing drink.
She seemed hot, something refreshing would definitally put the cool on her. He licked his partially opened lips as he dug inside the small cooler of the cart. A coke, a sprite, and even a rootbeer was placed on the top. He didn't bother getting the hot dogs ready. He knew neither of these people were hungry at the moment, well not for food that is. How did he know? A hot dog vender knows these things.
He looked at the man, then back at the woman, and then once more back at the man. He tapped the coke gently, hoping this lack of words technique would work. It always had before, and if they were as thirsty as he was now, they would take the bait, and another sale would be his.
Ah yes, life was good.

 

[afternooner]

He must have been daydreaming as when he sat down on this bench, he could of swore it was empty or maybe he was dreaming now because WOW! sitting on the other end of the bench was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, or so he was feeling at this moment. She had long dark hair,,hazel eyes, a well filled blouse and as she crossed her sexy long legs she gave him a smile that would melt all the ice cream in that vendors cart that was comming down the street.

"can I get you something to drink". Alex found himself surprised at his own words and the fact that he could utter them, considering the circumstances.Please don't call me sir My name is Alex".

 

[carebear]

"Well yes that would be nice, thankyou." Carol answered. She's not in the habit of accepting things from strangers but this man inspires trust. She's too old surely for such snap judgements but what the hell!
He gets up and flags down the young man with the cart. He buys two Cokes and hands her one.

The vendor moves on perhaps unaware of his cupid role, he has her silent thanks.

The man holds out a hand, "Alex."
She likes his firm but gentle grip, "Carol."

They sip in companiable silence. Her bladder sends her a gentle message and she uncrosses her legs and recrosses them the opposite way. She turns to look at him, hard to guess his age. She hopes it's hard to guess her thirty eighty years.

They comment on the warmth for the time of year. The tidy state of the park. All the usual ice-breaking stuff. She realises she's happy in his company and in no hurry to move on. His eyes meet hers with an openess that seems to confirm her first impressions. She glad too to see her eyes flick to her knees, to her breasts the way they should.
She takes another long pull at her Coke. This and her nervousness produce another call from down below. But, as usual, this need or beginning of the need seems to generate that special warmth that goes with the trembling edge of arousal. She flashes him a wide smile, she feels suddenly very alive and happy. Let this man be not taken or expected anywhere by anybody else.

 

[afternooner]

OOC: Poohlive. Thanks for joining us and for starting the fire between Carol and Alex. If Bob would like he could come back later. If he has any condoms for sale in that cart I think that Alex might just be needing some. The way things look from here Carol and Alex might be spending a while together in the park. Check out the bushes!!

I'm really enjoying my first attempt at Rpg . Wow! What a rush. Now back to our story.

IC
As they easily moved into to comfort of a casual conversation Alex reflected on what had brought him here andwhy he felt so at ease with this girl. No this was no girl, this was a woman . When he had first seen her he had a vision of a young girl, and certainly this woman projected a certain youthfullness about her, the way she dressed, that short tennis skirt over those long tan legs, the way she wore her long dark hair softly falling over her shoulders, the sparkle in her hazel eyes and her smile, a smile that made Alex feel like he was 18 again. It was her voice that told Alex that she was perhaps older than he had thought, She spoke with maturity and assertiveness, giving Alex a sense of closeness that he couldnt explain , just feel . And he really liked this feeling. It was a feeling he had'nt felt in a while and then coming from this feeling of comfort he found himself telling this woman, Carol about himself.

He was just in town for a few days, promoting a book he had writen and as it only took a coule hours each day he had a lot of free time. He was a the park because he felt comfortable here, His home was in the mountains. No, he was'nt a recluse though he enjoyed living close to nature like to fish and hike. Yes, he lived alone and for the most part liked it that way. Yes,he had been married, quite young in fact, no children , his marrage had ended amicably after a period of separation. No ones fault really it just did'nt work out. Alex looked into Carol's eyes and saw trust and acceptance. He touched her hand softly, his long well manicured fingers brushing the back of her hand and then intertwing with her fingers. " Come, let's take a walk ". he said.

Alex felt the need to move not because he felt uncomfortable with Carols closeness but rather because of it. He had drank too much coke and was starting to feel the need to pee. Not that it was a imediate problem but because along with that feeling came a feeling of arousal. This did'nt bother Alex in fact he rather enjoyed it. Early in his life he had discovered that the two feelings were related and he usually entertained erotic thoughts while peeing. He also had a lot of fun peeing, lucky to be a man and make the stream go where he wanted it to, create mini rivers, cascading waterfalls and toe most fun was to write something , like merry christmas in the snow. He had become quite adept at spelling his name begining with Alex and graduating to Alexander Barthlomew Peterson
Quite a feat he thought to himself.

" I'd like that" Carol replied, bringing Alex back to the present. Quickly he rose, pulling her with him trying to disguise the bulge in his jeans. Then he thought who am I fooling ,women know these things everyone knows that.



[Edited by afternooner on 04-04-2001 at 09:39 AM]

 

[carebear]

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[carebear]

Well, a walk with this man would be nice. We walked hand in hand which seemed a surprise to me somehow. It felt very young-girlish. The warm sun the sense of somebody close. Suddenly I was very aware of myself. The movement of my breasts, heavy in my bra. The swing of my skirt which I knew emphasised my hips and my ass. I worried a little about its shortness too. But all in all I felt good about myself. Twenty one again instead of having twice that on a not too distant horizon. We talked of anything and nothing. Me long seperated and finally divorced, promised now to no-one and nobody steady.

But a nagging and delightful presence was there in the pit of my tummy. I needed a pee and somewhere behind that I knew I needed this man who held my hand. The first need was insistant but not yet critical. It allowed me to walk at ease so far with just a tensenesss here and there, now and then. A hot slight heaviness. Aroused yet? Not sure, was there a glow across my chest above my breasts. I wanted to run my hands over my hips and wiggle them a little, yes something inside was begging for my attention.

We walked right round the park and back to the bench where we'd started. "Tired?" Alex asked. "No, not at all." I told him. We decided to do another circuit.

"Then I may have to visit the girl's room." I told him nervously. "Yes, me too." He chuckled "Well the little boy's room." He corrected himself.

"But I think I can manage another circuit."
"And I can if you can." He replied.
At this, some silliness inside me said, "We could always see who lasts the longest!" I could have bitten my tongue off! What would Alex think? But he didn't seem to mind and we set off again. Just strolling.

This time the need was there, big and plain. I needed to pee. Nothing desperate but I had this urge to pull my panties up high and tight and I found myself walking with shortened steps, very conscious of thigh against thigh. Damn it, I was ejoying this!

By the time we were half way round my arousal was building to match my need for relief. I think I was hiding it OK, no lip biting or difficulty in walking. But it was an effort to think of anything else now but the pressure steadily building. This girl needed a pee and soon I'd have to write it in capital letters. I wondered how he was managing - if he really needed a pee at all.

Well, we got back to our bench and sat. He sat slowly with a look of pain on his face. "You OK?" I asked. "Fine." he said and let the silence hang. then he burst out, "Does the need to pee turn you on?"

"Oh my god, yes!" I shot back without thinking.
"Oh me too." he murmured softly. Then he looked dirctly into my eyes, "Like right now..... breaking my neck for a pee and desperate for you!"

I couldn't believe it! A kindred soul. Tease that I am I heard a voice that must have been mine say, "One more circuit and then we'll go for a beer."

"I accept" he said, "But it'll have to be slow."
And he helped me to my feet and we hobbled slowly away, the first steps being suddenly very hard. I knew it would come in waves. Desperate one moment then easy to bear the next. Suddenly I was horny!!! That wouldn't come and go, that would be a steadily rising longing now. The first steps were awful, the pressure unrelenting. I had to stop and clamp my thighs together. I knew I could make it round AND find a bar AND have a beer AND struggle back to his room or my place. AND I was going to love it. Could he I wondered? How was his need? I hoped it was great, I'd hate to think this was a tease for my benefit. Suddenly I didn't care. I was going to keep my panties dry whatever (well, as dry as I could). I was over the spasm now and the pain was a delicious dull ache. The horny part? ........... I could think of little other than sex, and that was sex before I peed. Must be before I peed! My pussy was going to have two way traffic this afternoon. Another fifty paces and I caught the look on his face, he was hurting too, top teeth biting bottom lip. He needed it too. I hoped he was horny too.

Another spasm hits me. Nobody about? I press my hand to my crotch and bend over a little and moan. My thighs clench, I shut my eyes. Why are my nipples tingling so wickedly strongly/ Sweet, sweet, sweet desperation from knees to belly button. It hurts and I'm loving it AND I'M HORNY. My middle name is desperation .................

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: Well, I thought you two love birds needed a little something to push you out in the open. Nothing like jumping into a river to learn how to swim. Well, by the way. I am not exactly out of this story yet. There are more characters that are to be needed here, like this one...


The life of a flower vender. Perfect in it's simplicity. Pick flowers, and sell them. What could be better? He knew of nothing more. Free flowers, sell them at a dollar a pop, and bam a millionaire in less than a week. Ok, he could afford McDonald's on fridays, but hey it was a living.
There came an interesting couple. One woman, and a slightly older man. He wasn't one to pass judgement, being 56 himself he could understand young and old love. Ahh, to be young again.
He grabbed up the basket of flowers and moved their way. They seemed preoccupied with something, but for the life of him he couldn't figure out what. Probably just found out they love each other, and are aquiring the new taste in their mouths. The perfect chance for a flower vender to be nearby.
He was close enough now for them to see him, on a deserted path in the park, there was a good chance they had noticed him already. He took out a white rose and gently smelled the fragrance. Something to attract them. If luck would have it, he might be able to go home early today.
Looking around, but already knowing there was no one else there, he called out calmly, "Flowers for sale."

 

[afternooner]

Damnit Alex thought, why did he accept this chalenge The longer he held out the hornier he got. by nowhe had a hard as rock pee hardon. The kind you get in the morning after a night of drinking. But no hangover, just this overpowering need to climax along with the equally overcoming need to pee.Carols affirmation of the same feeling made the situatio unbearable, but deliciously so. Alex had never felt the need for sex so strong.

"Look over there, that big tree, when I was a kid my dad always taught me to go behind a big tree",Alex exclaimed, His inner voice telling him that that would be the thing to do. I can't wait any longer my only problem is what to do first pee or make love to you".

 

[carebear]

"Oh poor Alex" I whisper. "It's not as easy as that"
I manage to steer him further along the path, away from that damned tree. Away, away into the open, people about.
"We finish our walk remember, then a beer, maybe a small one then we'll go to this hotel of yours and make lovevery quickly...... THEN we pee! Mybe together if you'd like that.
Alex' eyes light up. He speaks through gritted teeth. "Sounds wonderful but I'm desperate!!"
"Hold onto me, the urge will pass. Then we'll be able to walk a little furthe." We stand for a minute and to my relief he says.
"Your right I'm OK, let's go."
And so we proceed, walking slowly like lovers. Hiding our pain when we have to. Finally we make it to th bar across the road from the park and just a block from his hotel.

We sit at a table and the waiter brings our beers. I lean towards him. "See, we made it, you made it! Have you ever felt so horny in your life?"

I slip a hand under the table and run it up his thigh. Even leaning forward like this is sweet agony for me! I daren't compress my desperate bladder in the least. His erection is exquisite to touch, he moans and slips his hand down to cover mine. We cling to his cock together. Perhaps stopping a disaster.

I sit tightly cross-legged, literally hold my pee back with the muscles of my thigh. I'm on a incredible high. Crazy with the urge to pee and crazy with my need to have him inside me.

Alex has learned! You can hold more and more for longer and longer. We actually finish out beers. I daren't move right away

 

[afternooner]

Alex couldn't believe his ears This wonderfull woman had asked him to wait and he was able to comply. a few minites ago he was going crazy with a need for her and now though the need was just as strong as before she had taught him how to control it and that he could hold on to more for longer with her help.Perhaps because of her promise to him that it what he longed for so desperately would come to be and because of her sugestion of something more than just sex
he found himself in touch with his torchered body using his mind to control it's relentlessly surging needs.
Now sitting here in the bar with both of their hands holding his bulging cock Alex found himself in complete control. At least for the moment any way.
"Carol", he said softly,I have only one request at this time . If it's too much to ask just say so and I'll respect your wish"
"Ok" Carol said simply feeling at the moment that any request Alex made would be ok.
"Before we go, let me touch your pussy, I want to have a sample of what I have to look forward to"

 

[carebear]

A sample! I almost giggle. But I can't aford to giggle in my condition! But for a moment I imagined one of those small bottles that the nurse hands you during a check up.
Then I thought, 'why not?' Whether that's what he means or not.

I got very carefully to my feet. The fullness, the pressure, exquisite. I'd been worse that this before but never had I felt more turned on, never, never. Slowly I moved round the table until I was close to Alex, my back to the room. "You'd like a sample of what you're going to get?" I whispered. He nodded. I carefully moved my feet apart and stood waiting. "Touch me, put your hand over me."

This was very tricky! My pussy was now just 'there'. No thighs clamped holding it tight. No chair under me. I was holding myself with just one tiny sphincter and sheer wil power, and I so longed to just let go! I could feel tears forming as my body begged for what it needed. Then I felt my short skirt lift at the front and then his finger tips caressed between my thighs, what gentle fingers he has. "Cup me, quickly!" I beg, panic in my voice. His hand moulds to the soft bulge of my sex, I ask his to hold me, to hold me tightly. I can feel my pulse speeding up. My armpits are suddenly wet. I feel his fingers gripping my mound, it feels wonderful.

Then, the clever bit. Risking total embarassment I relax and clench, nothing? I do it again, relax and clench. On the third try it happens ......... a brief scalding rush of hotness...... I've peed in his hand!!!! I fight for control, trembling all over as the litre or more tries to escape into and though my panties in a sudden flood. For a moment I'm convinced I'll lose it all, there on the bar floor. But a wave of unbelievable pressure seems to sweep through me. Exquisite aching pressure, I've won!!! Nothing runs down my leg, my panties, my pubic hair feel soaked but that's it. "OK" I whisper, "you can let me go now." I feel his hand withdraw. We both look down at his glistening wet fingers. I struggle back to my seat and sit carefully. I've done something incredible or so it feels to me. There's no way I could have controlled my bladder at that point, that full, but I did. And the urge for sex? Incredible, so strong now that I'm almost panting for it. The need to pee? I'm beyond caring, I could hang on for even I tell myself but know that I can't.

Alex? He's staring at his wet hand with a smile that is beautiful. I wonder how his sex drive is at this moment. Like mine I hope. Now we must somehow get our poor bursting selves to his room.

We make it to our feet somehow, and pay the bill and manage the block to the hotel. We must look drunk the way we walk and hang onto each other. Pausing at shopwindows when the spasms catch us and we can't take another step. The air cooling the wetness at my crotch is a wicked torture. I stiffle a giggle, this is a girl who just peed her panties on purpose!!! Look everybody! But nobody knows. ....except Alex of course.

Finally we're there. Guests struggling with luggage at the elevator make us choose the stairs, it's only one floor. The stairs, quite an obstacle when all you want is to clamp your thighs together. My belly and thighs are just one delicious ache now. Oh how I long to squat and pee but incredibly I want Alex's cock even more.

He follows me up the stairs. I revel in his gaze. I glance back and see he's got his eyes fixed on my ass. He must have a lovely view of my thighs and ass and my tiny pee moist panties .............. I pause and bend forward pretending a spasm of pain, who's pretending?, and give him the whole view. Why not? He's earned a treat. Somehow we're going to have our sex before we have our pee, we must, I must teach Alex this special joy, then .......... well, anything he wants

 

[afternooner]

I watched in anticipation as Carol got to her feet, knowing by her sparkling eyes that she was going to honor my request. In spite of the pressure she was experiencing she was having fun with this moment. And so was I, even though my cock now freed from the comfort of both our hands was burning with the need to be inside her, and my bladder was screaming for release, my mind had control, at least for the moment.Moving around the table she stood before me, her body trembling. My eyes moved up to hers asking silently for her trust. For a moment I was lost in those hazel eyes and the only words I heard were "touch me". My gaze lowered stopping momentarily at Carol's magnifcent breasts, her nipples hard against the sheer fabric of her blouse. down her waist and then to the object of my quest, the apex of my desire. My hand trembled as it slid under her short skirt. I felt the heat of her desire flowing for her pussy through her panties and into my waiting hand. My cock responded by growing even harder, demanding entrance to this beautifull portal. My mind struggled for control, and the pressure slowly diminished. I reminded myself what my hand was here for, pushing aside the desire to explore. Concentrating on the union of my hand with Carol's soft pussy, my mind made a mental image of what my touch was telling my eyes, what that wonderfull pussy looked like, a sample of what I would see more of later. My sense of touch traveled to my mouth ,to my tongue sending a message of what was in store for them later. These sensations satiated my body at least for the moment.I looked up seeing a look of purpose in her now serious eyes. Her body tensed, then relaxed and tensed again. Only after this second tensing did I realize that I was duplicating her motions, like the kegals that I did to exercise my pee muscles. God! it felt good I wanted to cry out to her how good it felt. I waited in anticipation for the next movement from Carol watching her eyes deep in concentration, feeling her body reaching for release, sensing her mind grasping for control. Then I felt it! the warmth enveloped my hand like a glove! Automatically I relaxed too allowing my pee to rush from my bladder toward my erect cock. Smashing against the flood gate that locked the entrance to my ureatha my pee rushed back into my bladder. A feeling of intense pain was followed by an exquisite sense of contentment.I looked at my hand as I pulled it free from it's union with Carol's pussy, as if in a trance, mesmerized by the gift she had givin me.
The trip to the hotel was only a blur to me. Except that on the way I saw a flower vendor on the corner and managed to get a hundred dollar bill from my pocketbook as he motioned toward some bright yellw daffodills on his cart and passing him I whispered "room 211 keep the change. It's a perfect day. Not waiting for his reply I was lost in the blur of our urgent goal."

 

[carebear]

OOC loved your reply ...... I'm assuming there's more to come as I'd already moved us to the hotel room. I (and Carol of course)wait with bated breath.

 

[afternooner]

OOC:Alex is starting to come out of his trance, So am I so here we go!



IC:We're at the door when I notice the flower vendor standing descreetly behind us. I Carol the key and as she concentrates on opening the door I turn to the forest and take the flowers from him, thanking him with a silent nod.As we enter the room I hold the flowers behind my back,and as the door closes I bring them forward, grinning like a schoolboy on his first date."For me" Carol exclaims, in a schoolgirl voice, clapping her hands and giggling. God, this woman is fantastic I thought, and I find a vase and put them in. Do you want me to water them?" Carol asked a mischevious look in her eyes. "No", I replied just a micheviously " Save you're water for me",I sudenlly become very serious and reach to brush a lock of hair that has fallen in front of her eyes.This simple gesture has my passion rising again and as We look into each others eyes we see each others souls!

 

[carebear]

I can't believe it, we've made it!
The flowers, I can't believe you managed that, considering the pressing need that you must have been feeling when the flower seller accosted you. Quite a guy aren't you?

But there's pain on your face. You really need to go don't you honey. I drop to my knees in front of you and carefully unzip you. I reach in and struggle your briefs to one side freeing your beautiful cock. He springs out. He's beautiful. So hot, too hot surely! Long and thick and utterly beautiful. I caress him. A desperate spasm wracks my body I drop a hand to my crotch. I miss wetting on the floor by the merest whisper. You notice and beg me to let you go soon. "You're dying to pee aren't you my lover, so full, so hopelessly full." I tease you, "That beer must be nearly there by now."

I struggle to my feet and go and rest my hands on the dressing table, my legs crossed. "Come pull this girl's panties down, these wet little panties." I watch you hungrilly in the mirror as you follow me, your proud erection waving hypnotically. I move my feet wide apart daring my body to betray me. Now all I have is the tiny sphincter muscles desperately holding back my flood.

You kneel behind me and your fingers fumble with the elestic waist band of my panties. You almost sob as you say how badly you need to pee. It can be no worse then me surely. I'm literally writhing, in desperate pain as I try to contain the flood that waits inside me. I fumble under my skirt and get my fingers in through the side of my panties and clamp trembling fingers over my wet softness. God! I'm going to burst but I want that cock. I hear my words aloud! ...... "I want that cock!!"

Tell me of your sweet agony, your need, your desperation. Can you, can you, can you slip that beautiful thing into me soon, soon, soon, soon, soooooooooooooooooon!!!!!

 

[afternooner]

OOC: sorry about the pause hope I dos'nt screw thing up


IC:Got to get these flowers in some water I think. this I do and return to Carol. Taking her face in both my hands I again push her hair back enjoying the soft texture sliding between my fingers.My mouth finds hers and the moment we've been waiting for is finally her and now! I feel her passion rise and she returns my kiss, her tongue probing my mouth intertwining with my tongue and then teasing it into her mouth. My tongue searches frantically for the inner recesses of her mouth trying to tempt her tongues return to mine.The rest of our bodies are responding to our passion.My hard cock is pressed against her mound and my hands are grasping her ass as we twist and turn together in the heat of our need. In the next instant we break apart our breathes comming in ragged gasps ourhearts pound like jackhammer. Thunder of our lood coursing through our bodies.Looking in each others eyes again we say almost in unison, "We've got to get into something more comfortable", and then,after a pause again in unison "EACH OTHER!!



























got to get these flowers in the water

 

[afternooner]

OOCamn I did screw it up, what to do now!!We're both in pretty much the same place but how do we know which post to respond to if You don't mind i'll wait for your responce before I post again It's hell to be green!!!

 

[afternooner]

OOC: I"m loving your last rply and want to continue from there. but will wait for an OOC so we get back on the same track

 

[carebear]

OOC Hmmm! I bend over the dressing table in ecstatic expectations and you're putting flowers in water!! Both of us meanwhile with bursting bladders! I demand you put the flowers down and get on your knees behind me and get those fingers in my panties' waistband ........

yes I think the pause did screw things up a shade!

 

[afternooner]

Oh my gd, ive got to get inside you,fill you up stroke that hot pussy with my hard cock. Reaching for your panties I find the hot wet stickness of you readyness."I can't wait I exlaim my breath comming in jagged gasps I push your panties to the side and cupping my hand insert two fingers into your pussy. You're so wet your pussy lips are swollen and so hot I pull them apart and guide my pulsing cock toward the entrance to your pussy. Pausing a moment just as the tip of my cock enters you I bring my hands wet with your juices up to my lips. "Sweet, sweet Carol" I murmmer and then bring the juices around to your mouth I add "See how sweet you taste"! instantly you react to your sweet jaste by pushing you body back so that mycock slides into you .I buck forward filling your welcoming pussy. together we pause feeling the length and depth of each other the need to pee has become over come by the need to cum, cum, and cum some more. "carol, carol, my sweet carol its so wonderful to be inside you at last, your pussy hold me sooo nicely, it feels so good to fill you up I want to stroke every beautlif inch of you I want to find your g-spot and massage it with my cock until you beg for release.ten I want to give you my cum." My hands found her breasts her rock hard nipples. I rolled each nipple between my thumb and forefinger, hieghtening my arousal. " Tell me Carol, what you are feeling, How does my cock feel inside you where do you want to go with me.

 

[afternooner]

Carebear; I have some duties to attend to this p:m will try to get back later today. but need to pay for the groceries and may not return till tomorrow. My timing does'nt seem to be very good today sorry thats the life of a amateur artist, sigh!!

[Edited by afternooner on 04-05-2001 at 01:49 PM]