Chapter 2
As they stepped inside the shower, Fred reached out and ran his fingers smoothly over her breasts.
"Baby, what nice tits," he exclaimed.
Clara liked the way that Fred ever so authoritatively would reach out and run his fingers ovr her hot tits. Back and forth he would slide his fingers, and every time that they fastened against her hot knobs, she would feel that much more in the way of throbbing excitement.
They stood beneath the warm spray of water. Fred reached out and grabbed a bar of soap, which he slid back and forth against her tits. He loved the scraping sensations of the soap making steady contact with her firm, aroused breasts.
"Ohhh, do I love touching your tits," he smiled eagerly.
"Darling, keep running the soap over my breasts. Baby doll, ohhh, I like that. I like the way the soap's pushing against my tits."
"I'll just bet that you do," he smiled. "Just keep the soap moving, honey. Ohhh, let it press against my breasts."
The soap kept on making thorough, devastating contact with her breasts. As Fred removed the soap finally from her tits, he pushed it downward toward her mound. He let the soap slide against her nest. He loved every quick, captivating thrust that he brought forward.
"Baby, what a nice hot pussy you've got," he smiled.
Fred examined the trail of soap suds that he had precipitated through his steady movements with the soap. He released the soap from her mound, then watched as the splashing droplets of water spilled against her snatch
"I like that," she sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, this is really fun."
The soap suds combined with the droplets of splashing water, brought a pleasing sensation to Clara. All the while she felt that much greater excitement.
Fred's next move was to reach out with the soap and slide it inside of her ass-hole. He kept on pushing it against her hot anus. As he shoved the soap, her whole body twitched. She reacted to the sharp, devastating soap stabs.
"Ahhh, baby, that's so nice," she sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, the way you fuck me with that soap."
Fred promptly handed the soap over to Clara.
"Now you can soap my cock and balls," he grinned boyishly. "That's all I need, baby. Just move that soap around. Come on, my sweet. Really let yourself go. I can see that you're starting to relax now. That's good. You were tense earlier, but now you're starting to get in the swing of things. Isn't that true?"
"Yes, it is. I am more relaxed."
"I'm gonna do everything I can to see that you stay that way."
"Sweetheart, I like that. I like your attitude. This is so wonderful."
"Yes, it is, darling. It's just great."
She moved the soap around against his cock and balls. At first Clara manipulated it slowly, but after she became more acclimated, she let the soap slide against his cock and balls more swiftly than before. She kept up her quick, stimulating strokes. Ever so quickly she moved the soap against his cock and his testicles. She would switch off, exercising the soap against his balls for a few strokes, and then, quickly thereafter, she would manipulate it against his long, hot pecker.
She finished with the soap activity, handing him back and the soap. He placed it on top of the ledge, then watched as the hot droplets of water splashed against his cock and balls, removing the soap. He reached down with both hands, gripping with his fingers against his steaming dick. He played with the tip of his cock, then began to slide his fingers up and down the long base of his organ. He would up toying with his testicles, running his fingers back and forth against them.
Fred reached up and shut off the water.
"Honey, our bodies are sparklingly clean now," he winked. "I'm sure ready to have a nice fuck with you," Fred said. "You really are such a beautiful woman."
They stepped out of the shower. Fred reached out and grabbed a towel. He wanted to let the brisk towel plunge against her breasts. He moved it back an' forth, allowing it to circulate against her tits. He removed the towel from her breasts, then toweled off her ass cheeks and legs. He handed the towel over to her. Clara finished toweling herself off, after which Fred picked up another towel and began to dry off his body. Every time he reached down and touched his cock, he knew just how much excitement that was generating through his whole body. He recognized the imperative necessity of getting some immediate sex from this gorgeous hunk of woman who was in his presence.
They walked hand in hand into the bedroom. Clara looked out the window, observing the waters of the Atlantic.
"What a view," she sighed.
"Oh, yes, I completely agree."
Fred pulled the purple drapes shut. He moved over toward the bed, sliding his body inside of it. As he did so, Clara joined him. She stretched out next to Fred, who reached out and threw his arms around her. He pushed his piercing lips forward, allowing them to make hot, steady contact with her lips.
Their lips remained firmly pressed against each other for quite some time. When Fred released his lips, he pushed his tongue downward against Clara's left breast. He manipulated his tongue with skirting impact, driving and darting it against her tit.
"Ohhh, suck my breast," she exclaimed. "Honey, I love your uninhibited ways. Come on, darling. Press your tongue against me."
As Fred's tongue kept on making quick contact with Clara's breast, he reached down with both hands and glided his fingers against her ass cheeks. His fingers kept twisting and plunging, reacting with the same degree of solid impact as his tongue.
"Baby, keep pushing your tongue against me," she sighed. "I love these strokes. Baby doll, ahhh, stroke my hot tit. Yes, sweetie. Ohhh, you really are giving me a suck."
Fred kept up his hot, hurling tongue strokes. The quicker that his tongue propelled itself with devastating joy against her breast, the more excitement that surfaced through her whole body. He enjoyed the quick, flaming tongue impact, and now he was holding on ever tighter to her ass cheeks.
He moved from one breast over toward her other, repeating the same quick, steady, devastating action. As he removed his tongue from her breast, he pushed it downward toward her pussy.
Fred puckered up his lips, then drove them against her hot, aroused snatch. Clara's whole body twitched and twisted as his lips remained pressed against her mound. He let his lips remain pushed against her pussy for a long, seemingly interminable time. When he removed his lips, he prepared to shove his tongue forward. He wanted to drive it with great energy against her mound. He wanted to keep slicing with his hot tongue until he caused her pussy to juice.
"Baby, suck me," she exclaimed. "Come on, darling. Ohhh, plant your tongue inside of me . Really let it got to work. Come on, my sweet. Ohhh, am I ever waiting for it. Sweetheart, ohhh, suck my mound. Baby, come on, drive your tongue inside me. Come on, sweetie. Yes, baby. Ohhh, darling, suck me."
Back and forth his tongue kept on sliding, working its way inside of her pussy.
He worked his tongue several times against her clitoris, after which he then started to let his tongue penetrate against her inner snatch confines. He let it move against her hot, wet pussy. He kept on driving his tongue, letting it skirt with great joy and passion as it manipulated against her pink, moist inner walls.
"Darling, can you ever wield your tongue," she said with great excitement. "I love the way you're pushing it. Honey, you know how to excite a girl. Come on, keep your tongue moving."
As Fred's tongue kept forging ahead, pushing ever deeper inside of her scorching snatch, she parted her legs ever so willingly. She let them kick and twist back and forth as he kept on sliding his tongue, moving it with stirring, stimulating impact. He kept in driving. He moved it back and forth, letting it continue to make steady contact with her mound.
"Ahhh, drive your tongue," she exclaimed. "Baby, you're pushing me so close. Yes, my honey. You're getting me so near. It's so great being around you. You're so good with your tongue. You really know how to press with it. Come on, sweetheart, push it against my mound. Come on, darling. Ohhh, let's keep making steady contact. Honey, ohhh, your tongue's driving so nice. Keep it driving real nice. Keep working it against my mound."
His tongue kept up its energetic pursuit of her hot, moist snatch. A few quick, tugging tongue strokes later, the juices began to shoot from her mound.
"Darling, here it goes," she exclaimed. "Sweetheart, ohhh, let's do it."
He swallowed the juices from her pussy, then decided to go back for more. He reached down with his right forefinger, letting it tickle her clitoris. Fred smiled as her whole body twisted with great sexual nervousness from side to side.
"That feels so good," she said. "Baby, I want you to go to work with your tongue. I want you to plant it inside of my nest. Sweetheart, ohhh, come on and suck me. Darling, ohhh, just grind your tongue inside of my pussy. Slide it,-baby doll. Ohhh, honey, let yourself go."
His fingers went back to work. He pressed against her clitoris one more time. Fred released his finger from her snatch, then decided to plow his tongue forward, to let it skirt with brilliant enthusiasm inside of her snatch.
"Ohhh, suck me," she sighed. "Bring me off again, baby. I want to feel it. I want to feel your tongue."
Fred propelled his tongue forward. He dropped it down between her legs, then let it start to slide against her mound. He moved his tongue with great skill and desire. He kept on sweeping brilliantly, pressing against her hot snatch. All the while he was pushing her that much nearer to the point of orgasm.
"Come on, suck me," she exclaimed. "Keep pushing your tongue, baby. Ohhh, I love it."
His tongue kept on whipping rapidly, driving inside of Clara's nest. A few quick, tugging tongue strokes later, she could withstand no more. The juices shot from her pussy. They splashed effervescently into his mouth.
"Oh, baby, what a suck artist," she laughed. "Darling, what stroking."
He kept his tongue buried inside of her pussy. Fred sustained his pace until he swallowed the droplets of orgasmic fluid, after which he released his tongue from her snatch.
"Now I'm ready to go on to some cock action," he said. "It looks as if I really loosened you up."
"You did, my sweet," she nodded emphatically. "What a tongue you've got. When you let that thing go, there's no stopping you."
"That's very true," he smiled.