Chapter 2
After Camille left, I looked at Linda and wondered exactly what her reaction would be.
"Well?" I questioned after a long silence.
"Well, what? It was good, wasn't it? What was it like for you? I sure had a good time!"
"Yeah, I liked it. I liked it a lot. I even forgot that she was here!"
Linda laughed. "So did I. Now what? You ready to try some of her suggestions? By the way, you can take your hand out of your crotch now. I have seen that thing before, you know."
I took my hand off my cock and had to chuckle at my uncommon modesty. I couldn't begin to count the number of nurses who have seen me naked, and yet there I was concealing my privates. "Strange, isn't it. I mean we fuck right in front of her and then I cover myself up like some embarrassed little twerp. Do you think I'm as conservative as Camille thinks I am?"
"Yes, dear. But you're my conservative little lover and I wouldn't trade you in for anyone else." She leaned over and kissed my cheek, then stood up, tugging on my hand. "Come on, let's give the shower a try."
"Right now? Right after?"
"Not up to it, darling? Is that thing dead or what?"
"I'll show you dead!" I said playfully. Linda released my hand and ran off towards the bathroom. I was right behind her, my cock flopping between my legs, limp and lifeless. Maybe it was dead! I pulled Linda into me as soon as we reached the bathroom, kissed her passionately, hiding the fact that my dick had yet to rise.
Pushing me away, Linda said, "Let me put my hair up first."
"Oh, please! You aren't going to wear that silly shower cap! No woman looks sexy with a hunk of plastic on her head! Just look at what you've done. Even the thought has killed my hard-on. Poor thing, just hanging there! It may never live again!"
"All right, no shower cap. I'd hate to think I killed your cock! Then were would I be?"
"Dickless, my dear!"
I backed into the shower stall, my eyes narrowed in my best come-on-I-want-to-fuck-you look. I could tell!
Linda was trying not to laugh as she stepped in next to me, the water splashing all around us. I guess my look was not over convincing. I closed the glass door and pressed our bodies together, kissed her to show her this was no joke.
I turned us around so we both got wet, then reached for the soap. We separated so I could get my hands on her tits, my palms lathering up a mound of bubbles on her chest. I covered her breasts so only her nipples poked through the sudsy cloud. Her flesh was slippery and sensuous, and my loving actions brought my dangling dick to attention. The pounding shower stimulated my sensitive dickhead, the water cascading like pin pricks on my tender flesh.
Linda took the soap from my hands and massaged my chest with caressing fingers. My dark brown hair turned snowy white, floated in a sea of creamy lather. She worked her way down my stomach and into my crotch, her hands skimming over my standing stalk to cradle my balls. I laughed out loud when her fingers wriggled between my legs and tickled my groin to shake my dick. My laughter quickly turned to serious need. I was ready for more pussy, my cock needing to bury itself up her hot twat.
My hands raced over Linda's luscious body, slipped from one seductive spot to another, glided along on a silky film of soap and water. I understood why the phrase "shower with a friend" had become so popular! It's fun! Sexy. Not to mention arousing.
Linda lovingly stroked my length, covered my reddening slab with white foam. My knob retracted each time her hand closed around it. The thing was damn sensitive immediately following climax! I couldn't wait to find out how my soapy dick would feel sliding up hot pussy, so I placed my cockhead between her lips and shot myself upwards. I rocketed in without resistance, my dick so slippery my pubes banged into her cunt almost instantly. Her tits squashed against my chest, my mouth at her neck in a fevered kiss of raging passion.
Linda squealed with surprise, her pussy unable to hold onto my girth as I slid effortlessly up and down her channel. I was so greased up that I kept slipping out of her hole. My hands held onto her back to keep her steady, my cockhead left to wobble between her lips in search of re-entry.
Linda's feet squeaked against the porcelain tub as she fought to maintain her balance. Continually seeking the entrance to her treasures kept both of us in constant movement. We flailed around, grasping at each other's bodies to keep from falling. My poor cock was more often out than in, nowhere near even the thought of reaching a second climax. I pressed on, gave it my best shot. Other people apparently do it in the shower, so we could too.
Every time my hand left her back to offer assistance to my struggling cock, we slipped and slid around the slick, porcelain surface. I was forced to return my hand to its starting position. It was that or suffer the consequences of tumbling into the tub.
The water no longer acted as a stimulant, had become more of a frustration. Somehow it had conspired with the soap to make our surroundings a slick source of threatening danger. I was so worried about falling that I couldn't enjoy those rare occasions when my dick plowed up Linda's pussy. I decided to change tactics.
I got fully up her cunt and stayed there, didn't try to thrust myself in my usual manner. I swayed from side to side in an attempt to rock my cock between her walls. It was nice. It felt good. But it wasn't about to get me off and I doubted it did very much for Linda either.
I tried short strokes, tiny moves to prevent my slick dick from escaping her pussy. Better, but not particularly exciting. There was trick to this that I was obviously missing, a subtlety I was too stupid to discover. My cock throbbed inside her warmth and I couldn't give it what it needed to blow its top. I hated to admit failure, but finally had to.
Pushing ego aside, admitting defeat, I said, "This isn't working, is it?"
"Afraid not," Linda responded, disappointment in her voice.
I stopped trying to fuck in the shower, gave up until I could figure out a way to keep us stabilized. I settled to washing Linda's curvaceous body, a satisfying subsitute but not what my poor dick screamed to have. The feel of her soft flesh easily maintained my erection. Showering together was logged into the back of my mind as excellent foreplay. Perhaps with practice it could even be a means to an end. Not tonight, tough.
Linda soaped me up with equal enthusiasm, her hands touching me from head to toe, concentrating heavily on my manly parts. My dick drooled from her and my need increased, soared to the point where I could no longer tolerate simply being touched. Desire demanded more.
"Let's rinse off and go to bed," I whispered in Linda's ear. "You've got me so hot I've got to work off this boner. We know we can do it better in bed!"
Linda was in full agreement as she stepped beneath the shower's stream. Water cascaded over her mounds, rippled into her flattened bush, sheathed her supple thighs. Just watching was enough to swell my already firm hard-on. Her body was still a fantastic turn-on even after six years of marriage and seeing her naked countless times.
When it was my turn to wash away the suds, my dick was throbbing so hard that it rinsed itself clean without my assistance. It rocked back and forth, splashed water in all directions. My hands played with the hair on my chest, tweaked my nipples playfully. Linda watched me as intently as I had watched her. She seemed to enjoy the sight of my naked body and that made me feel good, assured me that our marriage was still alive and kicking. We simply had to work out our sexual hang-ups.
Drying off was a rush in itself. As plush as the towel was, it harshly scraped my tender flesh, sent it into spasms of urgent need. The shower had cinched up my nuts and I tugged and stretched to lower them for Linda's visual pleasure.
We raced to the bedroom like anxious lovers, Linda diving into the bed, stretching out on her back.
"Wait a minute! That's like we always do it," I said, standing with a proud and towering erection. "Didn't Camille say we should try different positions?"
"And what exactly do you have in mind?" Linda asked.
"How the hell should I know? I can't pick a new position without any opotions! Unfortunately, Camille didn't leave a list. Fuck! Now what?"
"Just get in bed, Todd, and we'll fake it. We'll just keep trying until something feels right."
"Then get off your back. It's too fucking tempting to just climb inside and bang away as always." I jumped in bed as Linda rolled onto her side. We laid there face to face without a clue as to what to do next. This was really dumb! As I searched for a new and stimulating position, I felt my cock begin to soften. If I didn't do something fast, I'd be left with a limp cock.
I firmly stroked up and down my length to keep myself hard as I frantically grasped for ideas. It was Linda who found the answer. She shifted around to place herself face down, the dipping curve of the small of her back sloping up seductively onto glorious ass globes. Linda's backside stretched out as lovely as her front.
"Have you ever watched dogs do it?" she asked, her voice very serious.
"Sure." Her hips raised up from the bed, her ass rising majestically into the air. "You mean you want me to fuck your butt?"
"No, silly. Just come at me from behind, do it doggy-style."
Her proposition sounded unnatural, but I was willing to try. After all, variety is what we needed. I knelt between her legs, spread them wider to open her pussy to my advancing dick. It was a strange angle to view her cunt, but I wasn't there to look. My hand searched for her hole, her pussy's hole, that is. Both orifices were offered, but her anus was not intended to be plugged by hot cock. At least I didn't think it was. Maybe that was another option. But one to be saved for another night, and one that would require a great deal of thought on my part.
With the lay of the land fixed in my mind, my cock was ready for immediate penetration. I placed my head at her entrance and inches myself forward. Forcing my way inside her hole, my cock felt dry, her interior moist but not yet flowing. There was a much different feel to her pussy, coming at it from behind. My head plowed against what would normally be her cunt's ceiling, my hands holding her hips steady as I pried between her gripping walls. I finally sank in to my base, one hand slipping around to fondle her clit, to work her pussy around my steely shaft. I circled her flesh to stimulate the much needed moisture, the lubrication to assist my drives. Linda produced for me, sent warm fluids pouring over my cockhead. Her clit rose up to press against my fingers and I knew her pleasure had begun.
I backed out slowly, easily, having no idea how this felt to Linda. Now I wondered if there was any discomfort mixed with her pleasure. Her pussy didn't wrap around my girth as I had expected, at least not like I was used to. My angled dick stretched her flesh down towards the bed, put pressure back in. Linda moaned beneath me, told me I could begin to stroke her juicing sex. Even with such a pleasurable go-ahead, I resisted charging into her, adopted a steady pace to be sure we were both quite used to this unusual position.
There was so much attention paid to my swollen cockhead that it rapidly became sensitive, sparked a fire beneath my cum. I thought I knew Linda's pussy rather intimately, but this was like discovering its beauty all over again. Its shape was wonderfully different, short and fat rather than long and narrow. Each time I banged into the back of her box, she changed shape for me, lengthened to accommodate me down to my balls. The constant change was marvelously stimulating, her flesh slapping my dick as I thrust myself in and out of her welcoming cunt.
"Faster," Linda commanded, "I want it faster. Pump me full of your cum. Your cock is divine! Oh, Todd, you're doing fantastic things to my pussy!"
"Hang on, honey! Here comes Todd!"
Both hands gripped her hips as I put power behind my stabs. I worked her hips in opposition to my crotch in order to ram my throbbing dick as far up her swamping snatch as possible. My groin slapped her ass with each inward drive, her buttocks jiggling beneath the force of my strokes. My speed increased, the heat of her pussy inflating my urgent need to dump a second load inside her.
Linda buried her face in the pillow, her cries and whimpers muffled. What I heard was enough to please me, let me know my burrowing cock was doing its job.
My swaying nuts worked cum into my shaft and I slowed down slightly so I wouldn't erupt too soon. I needed more time to fully enjoy the new sensations infusing my pounding cock.
I leaned over her upraised body, pressed my chest into her back, my hands abandoning her hips to grasp her rocking breasts. My dick no longer penetrated her fully. That would help to hold back my semen, keep me from spewing for just a few moments longer.
My hands curled around her jostling tits, my fingers closing onto her nipples to twist and tweak them into firmness. They responded instantly, her flesh rising between my circling fingers.
My hips ground into her ass as I maintained a steady drive into her hot, wet cunt. Even slowed, my climax continued to rise, built up a healthy head of steam threatened to spill out of my fiery cockhead. I had to play mind games to keep it contained, so I tried not to think about the gorgeous body beneath me nor the thrilling sensations claiming my cock. But the excitement of this new position kept interrupting, drew me back to the wonders of Linda's pliant pussy, made sure I felt every euphoric moment of taking my wife from behind.
I knew my efforts to resist ejaculation were futile when Linda began to circle her hips. Her pussy skewered itself over my thrusting dick, twisted and turned the taut skin around my thickened muscle. Wave after wave of overpowering spasms shot into my crotch. Full concentration returned to obtaining release and I automatically increased my speed.
My hands savagely gripped her tits as my mighty dick flew wantonly towards giving up its contents. I no longer tried to stop it, instead relaxing into total enjoyment of a sated cock ready to blast into a clasping cunt. I panted against Linda's neck, my feverish mind lost in the power of impending climax.
Orgasm came as no surprise. Cum rushed up from my nuts, sped along my rifle's barrel and fired. White bullets pummeled its target, hit and spread against the back wall of her beautiful pussy. It felt so good that my hips kept pumping and pumping. I usually freeze at the moment of orgasm, my entire body gone rigid in the ultimate pleasure. But not this time; my dick was in a frenzy of motion.
My spurts eventually lessened in intensity, but my cock refused to slow its runaway pace. My pounding hips were locked in high gear, my mouth open to release my ecstatic cries.
I didn't slow down until every bit of semen had been expunged from my narrow tube. Even then I continued to thrust into her slit, fucked like I hadn't cum at all. It was incredibly exciting, my cockhead exploding with unbelievable sensitivity.
Linda's hips still circled, the motion of pumping denied her in this position. But she didn't have to. I pumped enough for both of us! Her spiraling pussy had gotten me off and now attempted to do the same for her. Or so I surmised. I didn't try to stop, desperately wanted her to reach her orgasm. If we both came, we'd use this position again, and I wanted to be sure that we would.
Still, I hoped she'd be quick about it as I felt myself begin to soften. Two climaxes so close together was apparently my limit. My stamina was waning. I had yet to fully catch my breath after cumming in her cunt, and I wasn't sure I could keep this up much longer.
Linda did us both a favour and peaked before I lost my erection. Her orgasm was not as fierce as earlier, the initial blast much less than I remembered. But the same soothing flow was welcome on my heated and softening flesh, her climax like a warm and comfortable bath. Her hips slowly circled, her fluids swishing around my weakened manhood. Contented sighs repeated my earlier gasps as I floated in the sea of her tranquil release.
She flattened out on the bed, lowered me on top of her. My prick slipped out with a little gurgle, rested between her legs. I stayed where I was to enjoy the warmth of her body, the feel of her soft flesh beneath me.
"Why haven't we tried that before?" I asked. "Why haven't we tried anything before?" Linda sighed.
"No one told us to! I guess you can't solve a problem until you know you have one. That was some solution! Did you like it?"
"It was okay. Well, more than just okay. But let's try it again when we're both fresh."
"Deal." I rolled onto the bed next to her and we both went to sleep without further discussion.