Becky and I were enjoying our first proper time alone together since we'd met. We'd spent the first part of our afternoon together pleasuring each other and living out the first part of Becky's wish to "...cum so everyone hears ....." We'd been so successful that we'd heard a round of applause in the distance as Becky came loudly.
Becky spent and unable to move, had then wanted to watch me cumming on her chest and face, feeling my cum landing on her. I'd happily obliged, with three thick ropes of cum landing on her magnificent boobs and face.
With the need to clean up and recover, I'd turned to Becky and suggested we get clean, have a nap, and then turn our attention to the second part of her afternoon request ....' to shave me bald like Mom, Jen and, I presume, Andrea....'.
With some energy restored, I'd carried my sticky teen lover to the bathroom and into the walk-in shower. Our cum had mixed on our skin as I'd carried her, making out like teen lovers. Under the flow of the hot water, we washed each other - gently, keenly aware that Becky was too sensitive still from her earth-shattering, edging-based orgasm earlier. Every touch made her flinch and growl with half lust and half pain. As we stood under the water, I played with her pubic hair, washing her and checking she was sure she wanted it to go.
Becky was pragmatic as always, telling me. "It will grow back soon enough, I want to try, I think it looks hot and I know you do. I want you to do it for me. Maybe we can both do Jen before her date." That last comment got a playful and wet slap on her firm ass. However, as I think she knew, I loved the idea.
We finished cleaning ourselves up and climbed naked, into my bed. Holding Becky in my arms, head nestled into my chest we talked quietly about what had happened and what was coming, spending some time talking about her mom and Andrea's return. At some point, her breathing became shallower and she fell asleep, breathing softly into my chest hair.
Waking, I was hungry. Untangling myself from Becky, I started to prepare a feast of fish and vegetables to be grilled and eaten outside. I've always been a big believer that food is flavored from marinating and eaten freshly cooked. I drank some wine as I prepared the food, wearing only an apron. After a little while, I became acutely aware I was being watched. Becky stood there, holding up a sheet, using it as a sarong.
Turning, I did a little twirl, showing her my bare ass behind the apron. I held out a glass of the wine, cold from the fridge and with condensation forming on the outside. Looking into Becky's eyes, I raised my glass to her. "To you my gorgeous and unexpected neighborly lover."
We clinked glasses as she shuffled over to me, snuggling in as I sat. Kissing the back of her head, I asked if she was hungry. Pushing her bum playfully back toward me, she nodded, adding. "Yes, and for more than the food you've prepared. Earlier was intense and insane and wonderful. I feel back to normal now. And I want to feel more." Her hand moved under to grasp my thickening rod.
With a smile, I tensed, making my cock grow in her hand. "Let's eat first." As I lifted her off me and started moving around the kitchen, I removed her playful sulky pout by giving her some more wine, describing the food and what I was doing.
We ate like we were, outside with the food freshly cooked and intensely flavored. The wine flowed, and I could tell Becky had a little buzz on - Dutch courage perhaps. I limited my intake, knowing I had a steady hand and would need one.
We talked and we laughed, I learned more about her - her wishes, desires, hopes for the future, etc. It felt like a date with someone I'd known for a long time. In short, it felt right. And I told Becky, without pressure, to which she agreed. We also discussed Jen, what we'd done, the moms, and the future. When talking about Jen and the moms, Becky's arousal was evident - so much so, that the hardness of her nipples caused the sheet to push down, which I noted with pleasure. My teen lover was intensely sexual and open-minded.
As dinner finished and the light faded, the wine was finished and the night was drawing in. I looked at Becky as I pulled the sheet wide, taking in her natural beauty. She was unfazed, seeming to enjoy me feasting on her. She raised a breast, "I think I caught some sun. I'll need some special cream again." Smiling, she leaned down to try to flick it with her tongue, before giving up and massaging her breast instead, the nipple hardening.
I moved, kneeling in front of her and looking up. Becky's legs were spread on either side of me, unselfconsciously open. I bent my head, nose in her pubes, breathing in through them. Becky felt my breath, giggling and responding, her legs closing around my head. Pushing off after a while, I moved to kiss each breast and then lips. "Shall I shave you tonight, in the morning, or when Jen is back?"
She smiled, thinking. "In the morning, before Jen comes back. I want it to be us. Tonight I want to feel you swelling and cumming inside me. I want to ride you, I need to ride you."
Bending my head in a mock salute, I bowed. "My lady’s wish is my command. Tonight I make love to you, tomorrow I shave you and you will be fucked. You'll be so aroused you'll want fucking."
With that, I closed the doors and bent, lifting her in my arms, skin to skin, Becky's arms around my neck, head on my chest. "Cum in me, deep inside. I'll need to see the doctor with Mom soon."
I lay her on my bed, naked and spread, kissing every inch of her body, little nibbles and sucks of her skin between my lips. Her goosebumps rose and before long, with a nipple between my teeth and hands on her spread hips, I was told, through gritted teeth, "Roll over, sir, Now!"
I did as I was bade, cock rigid and at right angles to me as I lay there. Becky, holding her hair in her hands above her head, was gyrating to wiggle against my swollen cock head, rubbing it with her bush, as I looked up at her.
She reached down, rubbing my bulbous head against her wetness. With a bite of her lips and a sigh, she sank down my shaft taking me into her. "Fuck that feels so good. I love the feeling. I love the way you fill me. I love you." I could feel her velvety tunnel clench around me as she said it, both the feeling and the words causing my eyes to widen slightly.
It clearly came out without realizing or pre-thought and she clamped a hand over her mouth as she said it. I smiled as she stuttered. "I, I, I didn't mean it. Not like that. I'm sorry." Reaching, I moved my hand from her hip, pressing a finger against her lips.
"It's ok kitten, I promise. Now ride my cock. I've very full balls."
Reassured, and more confident, definitely now in control, she laid a hand on my chest, using the leverage to ride my shaft with long slow deliberate strokes. If sex is about friction and angles, Becky was a master geometrician. She had me panting with the feel of her within seconds, it felt like every inch of my long cock was being loved and squeezed and felt and massaged.
Becky's eyes were closed as we both breathed faster, as she slide up and down. She was using her strong legs, to slide her wet vagina along every inch. With one hand on her buttock and one on her thigh, I could feel her clench and release, using the power of her legs and glutes.
Moving faster, it was clear neither would last long. Sweat dripped from Becky's brow, as we moved in unison. Through gritted teeth, she told me, "I'm so close. Don't hold back. Cum in me. It'll make me cum. Pleaseeee, sir, please."
The feeling of her, as well as hearing her desires and confidence, mixed with her request meant I gave up control. With a long breath out, tensing my legs as I swelled inside her, my cock head must have been against her cervix as I came hard. The feeling of love and lust filled my body, as I came noisily. I say noisily because I am a quiet cummer. But I roared as I filled her, before laying spent and limp.
Becky was above me, my hard cock still inside her spasming pussy, as she came hard on me. With a rush and gush of orgasm sweeping over her, she came. Panting, she bent down with her head on my chest, her pussy spasming around my cock. I could feel her juices flooding out and soaking my legs.
Neither of us moved for a while, overcome with the sensations from our orgasms. Eventually, I rolled Becky onto her side and slide out of her, mixed glops of cum leaking onto the bed covers. Slipping out of bed, I looked at Becky who was laying there breathing slowly with her eyes closed.