Last Chance Ch. 04

Authors Note: Thanks to ChiefHal for his proofreading assistance.

— Monday —

The chirping birds heralded the arrival of morning. I’d gotten up once in the night to pee, slipping out of the tent to water a tree. I could hear sounds of sex from Tom and Jenny’s campsite. I hoped that Liang was enjoying herself. I slipped back onto the air mattress and spooned against Jenny, covering us with a blanket to protect us from the night chill. Now awake again, I held her to me, my hand cupping her small breast, my fingers idly teasing her nipple almost without thought. She groaned softly and then wiggled herself closer to me. “You have a hardon,” she whispered.

“Yeah,” I agreed, feeling my morning hardon pressed between her thighs.

“You haven’t put it anyplace. You don’t want to do it again?”

“I was just enjoying the morning.”

“I’ll enjoy it a lot more if you do something with that hardon.” It only took me a moment, to rock myself back and move my mushroom head to her pussy. I pushed it into her, as I lay behind her, letting her body slowly take it in. “Mmmmmm. That’s much better.” She whispered, as she moved my hand from her breast and pushed it down between her legs. I knew what she wanted. I let my fingers start to tease her pussy, slipping one finger between her lips to find her clit. She moaned appreciatively as I stroked across the hard nub. Her hips began to rock slightly, moving only a couple inches of me in and out of her, but it was enough. I stroked her clit as she rocked to move me inside her, the two of us ever so gently teasing each other toward a gentle morning climax. It wasn’t hard, in fact, it wasn’t all that spectacular. But I was just exactly what we both wanted at that moment.

“I need a shower.” She whispered. “I think we both do.”

“Yeah. We should probably get dressed and go shower.”

“Why get dressed? You’re just going to take your clothes back off, right?”

“Well, yeah, but we can’t go naked.”

“You have towels, right? Just wrap in a towel. Who’s gonna care? Or even know?”

“Good point.” I agreed. I slipped off the air mattress with her, my cum leaking down her leg, as she stood waiting for me to find towels. I handed her one and kept the other for me. “You don’t have any soap.” I said quietly.

“I’ll use yours,” she said with a shrug, “come on.” She unzipped the door and stepped out into the early dawn. The sun hadn’t even made it to the trees yet, still hiding down below the horizon, as the two of us walked toward the shower house. “I dare you to take your towel off.” She whispered.

“In public?”

“Everyone is still asleep. Come on, I dare you. I will if you do.”

“Okay, you first.” She let go of my hand and took several steps in front of me. She turned to face me and pulled the towel from around her body. She walked backwards, only a few paces in front of me, holding her towel to the side, so I could see her entire naked body.

“Your turn.” I reluctantly pulled my towel off and walked a few paces behind her, as naked as she was. “Someone’s getting turned on by this.” She whispered, slowing so I’d catch up to her. She reached for my partly hard dick and grasped it, stroking it a few times to coax it even harder.

“Oh crap.” I grunted, seeing a car pull away from the shower house and head towards us. I tried to wrap the towel around my waist while Jenny just kept walking backwards, not trying to cover herself. The car slowed as it went by, the guy driving trying to look at her in his mirror as he went by. Once the car was gone, Jenny reached for my towel and pulled it off again.

“I can’t believe you were that bashful.” She said, as she walked backwards in front of me, naked except for her sandals. “Not after yesterday.”

“Well, I am. Can I have the towel back, just in case someone comes?”

“Uh-uh!” She said playfully, “not unless you can catch me.” She turned around and started running toward the shower house. What choice did I have. I took off after her, carrying the small bottles of soap and shampoo. I watched her run for the ladies’ side, and then disappear into it, stopping just inside the door. “Come on. You want it, you gotta come get it!” She giggled. I paused just outside the door and then went in, knowing I didn’t really have much choice.

I could hear several showers running, and did my best to ignore the fact that I was now inside the ladies’ shower room, naked, with women showering. I walked as quietly down the row of curtained shower stalls, looking into each one to try and find which one she had disappeared into. The first two were occupied by women that weren’t Jenny, and thankfully, neither saw me peeking into their shower stall. The third one the woman, maybe something in her late forties had just shut off the water and was moving towards me to reach for her towel.

“OH FUCK!” She gasped, trying to cover herself with her hands, as she stood with water dripping off herself.

“Oops! My fault!” Jenny said, to the woman as she kırşehir escort pulled me back and closed the curtain again. She looked at me with huge eyes as she pushed me backwards, down the aisle to one of the stalls and then into it. “Ohmygod! I can’t believe you did that!” she said, trying to be quiet.

“I didn’t know which one you were in.”

“I know, but flashing your dick at that woman? I thought you were bashful, but damn was I wrong!”

“I didn’t…”

She opened her mouth to laugh and just left it hanging open as she stood shaking her head. She finally closed it and then said. “Yeah, right. You just flashed her your hard dick! Oh my God. I am sooooo embarrassed, and soooo turned on at the same time.”

“Well, next time don’t steal my towel and make me come in here!” I said, louder than I intended. “Can I have it back please so I can get out of here?”

“Oh no. I don’t think so. I think I want you right here.” She said with a crooked grin.

“But I’m going to get in trouble!”

“Honey, it’s way too late for that.” I heard a woman behind me say. I turned around and was staring at the woman that I’d accidently flashed, standing behind me, with her body wrapped in a towel.

“Oh, please don’t be mad at him. It was my fault. I stole his towel and ran in here!” Jenny said apologetically.

“Startled maybe, but mad? I’m not mad yet.”

“Yet?”

She stepped into the shower stall with us as she closed the curtain behind her. She turned back to face us. “It’s not often I get to watch a good-looking young man take a shower.”

“Um, you want to watch me take a shower?” I asked, a little surprised, quite sure my face was showing it as well.

“Well, you were watching me take a shower. It’s only fair, isn’t it? That is what you two came in here for, isn’t it? Or was there something else in mind?”

“No. Um. Yeah, to shower.” I stumbled. “Actually, I was going to the men’s shower when Jenny borrowed my towel and ran in here.”

“Well, since you’re here, you might as well take it here, don’t you think?”

I was holding the towel in front of my crotch after I’d recovered it from Jenny, and decided it was time to exit. “I think I should probably leave.” I said quietly, hearing one of the other showers in use turn off. I started to step toward the woman to step past her.

“Oh my!” She said, as she dropped her towel, leaving her standing naked inches from me. “You pulled my towel off!”

“I didn’t do any such thing,” I said defensively, backing up again away from her.

“Well, that’s just your word against mine now, isn’t it? Who do you suppose they are going to believe? Me or a man in the women’s showers?”

I opened my mouth to respond and then shut it. She was right, no way I’d win that argument. I nodded and pulled my towel away, tossing it to hang over the curtain behind her. “Alright. Let’s play it your way.” I stepped closer to her and then took her hand. I pulled on her hand, making her step deeper into the shower and dressing stall, backing my way all the way until I was in the actual shower. “Here I am. You want to watch me shower, now’s your chance. You can even help if you want.” I turned around and turned on the water. It was damn cold at first, but quicky warmed. I adjusted the shower head to spray more to the middle of the stall. I gently took her arms and turned her to move her under the water that I had just been standing under. I stepped out and reached for the bottle of body wash I’d dropped on the bench. “You can join in too if you want.” I said to Jenny, as I turned back to the woman. “So, you have a name, or should I just call you sexy?”

She grinned. “I think sexy is just fine by me.”

“Alright sexy,” I said, as I dribbled soap from the squeeze bottle across my chest, making sure some of it dripped all the way down to my mostly hard dick. I reached out toward her and shut off the water. I drizzled more soap across her chest, her modest C cup tits now covered in water drops and little strings of my soap. “You wash me, I wash you.”

I held the bottle of soap out to Jenny, who took it, and turned back to the woman. I guided her hand to my dick and then, once she had grasped it, I started to rub the soap around on her tits. The liquid soap quickly lathered and I let my hands roam all over her body, working slowly down toward her crotch. “If there’s any place you don’t want washed, better say so now.” I said, as I stepped a little closer, my palm rubbing across her curl covered mound. “Anyplace at all?”

“I…um…no. You can wash anywhere you want.” She said huskily, her hand gently stroking my dick.

“You haven’t been soaping me. Guess I’ll have to help you with that.” I whispered, stepping closer and rubbing my chest against hers, the slick soap making us slide across each other. I could feel her nipples bumping over mine as I moved side to side. I let my fingers work lower, slipping between her legs, stroking her soft, protruding, malatya escort inner lip. I let my middle finger slip between her lips and start to stroke her clit.

“Ohhhhh my.” She whispered, as my lips brushed hers. I pressed my lips gently to hers and started to kiss her softly, teasingly, as I moved my hand from between her legs. I reached for her hand on my dick and moved it away, and then pushed my dick down as I pushed my pelvis toward her, sliding my soapy cock between her legs. “Ohhhh my.” She groaned, as I started to rock my hips, driving my dick in and out between her thighs, her pussy lips sliding along my rock-hard shaft.

“You want me to make sure the inside is clean too?” I whispered, as I bent my legs slightly to make my head push up at her a little more, my head spreading her lips and bumping across her opening. “That’s what you really want, isn’t it? You want to feel this inside you? Feel it pushing into your hot, wet pussy? You want to feel yourself climax around my hard cock?” I whispered, my lips almost brushing hers. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

I changed my motion ever so slightly, slowing my strokes and letting my head press against her pubic bone and then nestle into her opening. I pressed slightly, feeling my head start to spread her, start to stretch her to allow me inside. I wasn’t sure what she was going to do, draw me in or push me away, when I felt her hands move to my hips. For a few moments I was sure she was going to push me away, but instead she slid her hands around to my butt and pulled me toward her, driving my cock into her, in one long slow stroke.

“Ohhhh fuuuuuuck yeeeeees,” she moaned softly, as I pushed my body against hers.

“MOTHER, WHAT THE FUCK?!?” I heard from the entrance to our shower stall. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?”

The woman looked at me with a combination of startled and panicked looks. She used her hands on my hips to push me back away from her. “Nothing honey. Just meeting a new friend!” She said, as she pushed me back further and then quickly moved from where I had her trapped against the wall. “I was just saying hello!”

“Jesus mother! Seriously? What the hell would Daddy say?”

I turned to see a, maybe twenty-year old, woman standing with a towel around her body, holding the curtain open to look at us.

“He’d say I was being friendly!” Sexy said, as she picked up her towel and quickly started to wrap it around her still soapy body.

“Mother! You’re still covered in soap!”

She looked down at herself and then giggled. “I guess I am.” She dropped the towel on the bench and stepped back into the shower. “Excuse me.” She whispered, turning on the water and stepping under it even before it had gotten warm. She twisted and turned, making sure that, as she rinsed, she was rubbing herself against me, against my rock-hard cock. When she was fully rinsed off, she turned to me, smiled impishly and then leaned her face to mine while she grabbed my dick. She kissed me softly, letting it linger for a couple seconds before pulling back and whispering to me. “I still want to finish that. Come find me and I will.” Then she was gone, darting from in front of me and out of the curtain, not even stopping to put her towel back on. We could hear the daughter chastising her mother, as she collected her clothes and toiletries from the other stall before they both headed out of the shower house.

“Well, looks like I’m the only one now that needs a shower.” Jenny said softly, as she stepped to me. “Now, just how were you going to make sure she was clean inside?” She pulled me into the stall and under the water with her, grasping my dick and pulling me toward her. She worked my engorged head between her legs and lips, then arched her back to let me push into her.

We spent the next few minutes slowly pumping my dick in and out of her pussy, each stroke teasing her climax closer and closer to fruition. I felt her velvety soft vaginal walls caressing me, as I worked my shaft into her. “Just a little more,” she whispered, as I pumped my cock into her. “Almost, Oh yes, almost there. Ohhhhh…There! Right like that. Shit. Here it comes!” She squeaked, as her body started to shudder and tremble. I felt her pussy clench around me as I continued to stroke in and out of her, trying to push my own climax over the edge.

“Uh, damn!” I grunted, as my body jerked. I could feel a gush of cum flow up into her, surging from my cock head, to fill what little space there was between my shaft and her vaginal walls. My body jerked and spasmed, acting like it had gallons to pump into her, where in reality it had precious little. I stood there, panting, as my dick twitched and oozed deep in her pussy.

“That was sooooo fucking hot, watching you take her like that. How did you know that’s what she wanted?”

“She was going to great lengths to make sure I knew that she was in control of the situation, that she could make life very difficult for me. Only one niğde escort reason I could think of. She wanted me to do something like I did, but didn’t want to ask for it.”

“I hope someday a stranger seduces me, the way you just did to her. God that was so hot. I was ready to start fingering my own pussy if you’d have kept screwing her.”

“Too bad her daughter spoiled it for her.” I said with a shrug. I pulled my now softening dick from her, collected my bottle of soap and used it to squirt some on us. The two of us stood just out of the water, rubbing all over and then we rinsed. “I think we need to get back. We were only supposed to be together until breakfast.”

“I haven’t had breakfast yet, so what’s the rush?”

“No rush. I can stay all week if I want to. You?”

“We have to be on the road again. We were just stopping for the night.”

“Too bad. I was enjoying being with you this way.”

She leaned her face to mine and kissed me softly. “Me too. But don’t let Tom hear that. He’ll want to renege on what he owes me now.”

“Not a word.” I answered. I reached past her to turn off the water and then stepped back so we could dry off. Dried off, with towels wrapped around us, we headed out, thankfully not running into any more women in the shower room.

—o—

“You have fun last night?” Liang asked, as we watched Jenny and Thomas drive off, back on their road trip.

“It was nice.”

“You get sleep?”

“I slept fine. You?”

“I need nap later. He not let me sleep. Every time fall asleep, he putting it back in me again. When I awake, he want be licking me or me sucking him. Not know man could be hard that many times. She not like that?”

“No. we had sex and then cuddled up and slept. When we got up, we went for a shower.”

“I see you back. Have nothing but towel. You like go there with nothing but towel? Maybe show off to her?”

“Or maybe have her steal my towel and run into the ladies’ shower with it? Yeah, she did that. I ended up showering in the ladies’ showers.”

She smiled at me. “Sound like fun. Maybe we try?”

“We’ll see.”

We cleaned up the dishes from breakfast, with our new long-distance friends, and then I took Liang out to teach her how to fish. She wore a pair of the white shorts and a mesh shirt, which I suspected would soon be replaced with nothing but sunblock.

—o—

It had been a good morning fishing, and after coming in for lunch and cleaning the morning’s catch, Liang and I settled in for a short afternoon nap. It was hot, even with all the windows open, and both of us naked. Surprisingly she wasn’t pestering me for sex, apparently having gotten her fill, for the moment, the night before with Thomas.

When I woke up, I was drenched in sweat. I slipped off the air mattress, leaving her to sleep, and slipped on my swim suit. It only took a minute to walk down to the water and wade in. I grabbed a life jacket from the boat as a pillow and lay down in the tepid water, laying my head on the life jacket and closing my eyes again. I wasn’t planning on sleeping, but it felt a lot better than in the sweltering tent. I let my mind wander and before long I had fallen asleep. My dreams were filled, not with Liang, but with my wife, wearing the one-piece suit she had, the last time we were at the lake. I dreamed that we were standing in the water, about knee deep, and I pulled her suit down, not just down to expose her tits, but all the way down to her thighs. I stood there, knee deep, leaning her over so she had to hold the side of the boat, and drove my dick into her with abandon, making her big soft tits swing wildly as I drove her toward climax. My brain imagined her boss and his wife there as well, his wife taking off her bikini and playing with herself in front of her husband, as she told him that what I was doing showed I was a real man, not some snake trying to steal another man’s goods by screwing his wife behind his back. She stood there playing with herself, until I made my wife climax so hard, she squirted her juices all over the pontoon of the boat as she came. My dick was still rock hard as she pulled me away from my wife, and pushed me back to lay in the shallow water. She squatted down over my face and begged me to lick her while my wife stripped her suit the rest of the way off and squatted over my dick. She began to plunge herself down on me, begging me to come and fill her pussy, with my cum, while the boss’ wife pushed her bare pussy into my face and begged me to make her climax too.

“Fuck, look at that dick.” The boss’ wife said, as my wife bounced up and down on my cock. “I wouldn’t mind fucking a dick like that.”

“Oh stop. You’d never do that anyway. You’re way too shy.” My wife said to her boss’s wife.

“I am not!” she answered.

“No? Prove it! Go ask him to let you ride it!”

“I can’t do that.”

“See, too chicken.”

“You go ask.”

“I don’t need to. I’m married. I can get all the cock I want from my husband. You’re the one that wants to fuck him.”

“I didn’t say that. I said I wouldn’t mind fucking a dick like that.”

“Uh huh. And when was the last time you saw a dick like that in person?”

“Well…never, but that doesn’t mean I want to fuck it.”

“Like I said, too chicken.”