NYC Whore Play and Beyond Ch. 05

It, of course has only gotten stranger and I have discovered that I somehow have fallen in love with you over the course of a bit more than 24 hours. Insane.

And somehow you have stated the same thing after we pushed your limits and mine.

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The room service rep leaves, closing the door behind them.

Turning back into the room, you are already naked again as you watch me strip.

"What the fuck is with us? I mean we are sitting down for dinner and yet both of feel we need to be buck naked. I mean, I am like this at home all the time and my wife hated it, but you put up with it."

"I don't know, I am the same way. And while we are both in good shape for 70 something, it's not like we are model material. But I love looking at you and I can see a shine in your eyes when you look at me."

"Claire, I feel at home with you. It is as simple as that. But finish what you were about to say when the room service arrived."

"Baby, when we are done eating dinner, it is my turn to be the boss for the rest of tonight. I am going to change your world if I can. Because you have changed mine."

We share a lovely meal and a lot of laughter, pushing at each other now and then and marveling at how natural we feel together. We joust and prod each other on topics and laugh when the other person's response is able to be contradicted. We are comfortable with each other, like home, like old friends ......... And we are not kids anymore.

After over 90 minutes of eating and laughing camaraderie, I clean up the dinner, repack the carts and push them out into the hallway and then call for service.

Neither of us want to deal with room service coming in and turning up their noses at our lovely stink.

You turn the conversation sexual again which is no longer a surprise to me.

"I am pretty sure that I like it rougher than you do. I felt you back off several times. Face fucking me and dildo fucking me...... both times, you would go fully deep, but you would slow down or not slam all the way in when it got to hard stuff. I had to take charge and force you into me....... Deeper, harder. Does that bother you? My hunger for hard?"

"No, it does not bother me, but it kind of scares me. What if I did push too hard, too deep? What if your safe word is too late or you are pushing yourself too far? I don't want to hurt you. Especially now that I know you and care for you. I know my dick is pretty much normal sized and lots of guys are bigger than me."

"Yeah, I loved fucking big dicks when I was younger. But that was about it, just size. And you do magic shit with a dildo that is frankly better than most big cocks I have had. But when your cock is inside me, it feels so alive to me. And like I said, your ability with dildos and plugs is crazy intuitive. Plus, I will bet you have fucked tighter pussies than mine."

I laugh.

"Yes, I have fucked tighter pussies. But no one I have been with has made me feel like you do."

"Yes! Yes! It's as simple as that -- You feel different inside me, more alive, like we were built for each other. But we are getting away from rough, from domination, and most importantly, from vulnerability."

"Yeah, we probably are. I will not back away next time we go rough and what do you want from me?"

"You heard me go crazy at the end when I could feel your hand pressing into me because I was fucking the dildo so hard? I asked you if you would fist me and then I backed down and that was why, I did not want to weird you out, because I know whenever we went really deep, really hard, I could feel you soften, falter a bit."

"Yeah, I heard you the first time."

"So, I have never ever been fisted. You filled me more than anyone ever has. But an hour or so ago, I wanted you to do that. Because it was you, not some fucking toy. So, Matt, have you ever fisted anyone?"

"Yes, actually, I have. One was a one night stand who lived for size and the other was my girlfriend and we did that almost every night, so I guess I am more familiar than most folks. Certainly on quantity, if not variety."

"You are shitting me."

"No, actually all true."

"OH FUCK, If I had known that.......... That you are a fist master....... well, there is always tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow I want to be fisted by you!"

"Okay, Claire we can go there, but we are getting away from the original conversation about pain, vulnerability and control. Slamming you with toys is very different than using my own body.

I am really good at fisting and not worried I will hurt you. It will take a lot of foreplay and warm up though because, like your ass, you have to be well stretched beforehand or it won't be any fun. And by the way, squirting from fisting is the most amazing thing on earth, you are going to love it!"

"You just said 'a lot of foreplay'..... oh god, you are such a fucking tease!

I will tell you if you hurt me, just go ahead with me. I want you to fuck me as I imagined earlier. I want you to do my ass and cunt with dildos or plugs and do it 69 style so I can have my mouth filled as well.

I want you to fucking dominate every hole I have. I am not interested in being fucked by three guys at once -- I am not sure I even know three guys I would allow in my bed together!

And you will know what each hand is doing, what your tongue is doing, what your cock is doing and I think you will choreograph that totally for my pleasure! I am kind of a selfish woman when it comes to that."

"Okay, fair enough, but as you said, this is a repeat of something we almost did before. The biggest part is for me to not back off in any fashion, but just fill you and force you to come. But what is the trade off for me that you mentioned."

"You have opened me in manners I never expected. I actually opened to you last night about why I do this, which are my long repressed sexual needs. Most guys love that part because they hired me for some MILF grandma fuck fantasy, which I guess would be GMILF.

But the few that I challenged with how long could they last in pleasing me, all backed off at some point. I was just a kink to them.

When that did not turn you off, I opened further for the first time and asked you to whore me down and you accepted. Then after our interlude in the car, I opened even more, asking you to treat me roughly because I was always rougher than my natural companions.

And you did, but each time in a way that ended up being so open and real that it made me start to really care for you.

I mean you fucking spanked me into an orgasm for fucks sake and then picked me up like a baby!"

"Okay, so together, we opened you up....... And me too, but where are you going with this?"

"Give me time, give me a moment, I am working this out as I speak, we are on a razor's edge right now, I am trying to figure it out as well. You did me, you turned me out and each time as I was about to just sit up and go 'Thanks!' -- you would melt into being my lover and taking another part of me with you.

I have tried to enjoy an ass fucking, and you were the first to make it something other than what I had to put up with or simply too painful.

Even after fingering me repeatedly and putting two plugs in my ass, you never asked to fuck it. Not once! So many men are consumed with asking and then doing a shit job. You however, took me so far that I asked you and would have begged you if you had said no.

You made me squirt in three different ways, one of them brand new to me when you spanked my clit. All these things left me so vulnerable to you.

When I asked you to come in my mouth, I wanted to see if I was vulnerable enough to simply open my throat to you and I was. I told you I wanted to milk you and I do. But I want to see if you will be fully vulnerable to me. Would you let me enter you fully? I want to use the strap on harness I just bought and I want to fuck you. Not milk you or anything like that.

I want to see if you will be open and vulnerable to me. And I will use all the things you showed me today. I will fuck you like you fucked me."

I just stare at you. Who are you? Where did all this come from?...........

"Claire, with your clientele of powerful men, I am sure you have already fucked a few CEO asses already."

"Yes, I have but never with a harness. They were all just fucking with a dildo and usually from behind. Using a harness is way too personal for me to consider with a client. So, will you?"

"Yes, Claire, I will. And one request."

"What is that?"

"I want you to fuck me the way you ask me to fuck you."

"You mean hard, deep....... Like that?"

"I want you to fuck me until it makes you come."

"Ohhhhh fuck mister, you almost made me come saying that."

"Claire, I will go with you. I will fuck your mouth while we do your ass and cunt and I will spank your clit until you squirt. I won't hold back on anything, you will get everything you want. And yes, I would like you to fuck me, I trust you to fuck me. Do you want to tie me down for that?"

"No, I want your hands and legs to be free -- free to touch me, to love me anyway you want."

I have gotten off my armchair and am crawling toward you........

"Oh you fucking randy old goat! You are not going to beat me at anything from here on out."

You slide down, out of the chair and begin crawling at me, teeth snapping, your tongue darting in and out of your mouth.

As our faces meet each other we both rise up, our knees firmly planted in the lush wool carpet and in perfect synchronization our arms begin to rise ....... at our waist level, our open palms press against each other..... the touch is fucking electric and we both gasp as our arms continue to rise up, over our heads.

You are still snapping your teeth together, but as my mouth nears yours, your lips soften into a wet, pulsing opening and we meet, we meet in a soft tender kiss as our hands part and drop to wrap around each other's torsos in a constantly caressing swirl of movement.

"Oh Matt, can we wait until tomorrow for all the fisting, three hole sex, me fucking you and whatever else we come up with?"

"Yeah sure, we can wait, but you know I want you right now, don't you?"

You drop your head against the side of my neck, you speak into my shoulder and I feel that is intentional. For all our face to face honesty and kink, when it comes to this moment, you cannot face me, or cannot stand to face me.

"Yes, I do. And I have the energy to go crazy again right now, but there is something that I want even more........... can we just be lovers tonight? No games, no toys, I only want your flesh on me..... I want you to love me. And not as the culmination of a kink, which we have already done so many times. I just want us to be lovers from the start. Do you think you can do that?"

I pull my head back and curling my index finger under your chin, I lift your face out of the shadows and you are so different right now........... you are open, so young, so vulnerable and so afraid of my answer.

"Yes, Claire, I cannot think of anything I would rather do than to be your love. Not your lover but your love. But you have taken me so many times today that I don't know if I can........"

"Stop it, stop it -- I don't care if you come again tonight, I just want you to make love to me, don't tease me or tempt me, just love me."

We close together into a soft wet kiss, that simply seems to go on as our tongues slowly roam inside each other's mouths and I pull back and chew on your full, rich lower lip as your hands press between our bellys and begin massaging my cock in soft loving strokes of your palms.

Leaning back, you tear your animal lip from my teeth and imploringly look into my eyes.

"Lick me, please lick me wherever you want. I need to feel your tongue on me and kiss me in between so I can taste myself on your tongue.

This morning when you made me lick your face because I had checked my mouth odor. I could not tell what excited me more..... was it that you were confronting me on another plane that no one else would? Or was it that you wanted me that close, that feral, on your face?

We had already fucked last night, we were not exactly virgins to each other. But when you told me to do that, ........ and then when you began licking mine, ohhhhhhh god, I have never wanted another person that much in my life, never."

I have already moved around you, behind you -- you are kneeling upright and I drop my face to your feet. Your soles are pointed skyward and I lick them wetly from heel to your toes, tickling my tongue on the wool carpet they are digging into.

Grabbing the water bottle, I take mouthful and begin licking up your legs, feeling the swell of your calf rise to me meet me and without seeing it, I feel you lie down onto the carpet and it spreads the ditch of your knee open which I spit water into and work the whole area.

Then I do the other leg, same way, filling the ditch and then working it with my tongue.

Squatting over your left leg, I sit, pushing my balls into your ditch and cock onto your thigh and I begin fucking your thigh as I lick and nibble on the middle of your back.

"Oh you are one stupid fucking crazy man -- no one has ever fucked my knee before and I bet you could come."

"Yes, I could, so I am switching knees for a moment and then moving on. Do you like it so far."

"Like I said, you are sometimes kind of stupid -- of course I like it!"

I do almost come on your right knee and I do a wide tongue waddle up the backs of your thighs -- as I lick and chew on one, my hands knead the other and vice versa.

But when I get to your ass, I have to pause. It is such a fine fucking ass. So toned, so round and I nibble and lick all over it. There are two black and blue bruises on each one from the paddling. Not large, but evidence of strident impact play.

I softly caress the swelling curves of your ass and push them apart, revealing your ass crack. Even though you don't wax or shave, there is almost no hair. A few dark strands here and there, but mostly smooth, flesh colored, butter soft skin that flairs a bit darker as it nears your sphincter.

Your asshole is tight and unblemished for someone over 70. No hemorrhoidal bulges, no distension; it is really lovely and I run my tongue down from the top of your cleft, over your sphincter and down to your taint. I repeat this back and forth a half dozen times, letting my saliva run free and making it wet and slippery. The last few passages, you lift against me and I lightly rim your asshole before moving on to your back.

Your Back! God, how I have come to love your back in only two night's together. Scars I have come to recognize and I kiss them before licking over them. Then long licks along the back ribs and finally up to your shoulders.

Shoulders, developed and strong and yet where you hide your face at times, just like when you hid next to mine. I don't lick here, I only kiss. I nuzzle it with my face, with my cheek and then I move to the back of your neck where I nibble and lick as you squirm in excitement.

Leaning into your ear, I lick in deeply and you moan out loudly. I back my tongue out and then push in deeply again to another moan. I whisper into it now.....

"Roll over onto your back."

You stretch your arms straight up and out so that you are one long, narrow arrow of flesh and somehow, you become a serpent and I watch you slinkily weave your arms in a motion that connects with your shoulders and torso, then on to your loins and legs........ and you still have not turned.

In constant motion, I watch you move and become completely aroused just watching you.

And almost otherworldly, your loins go first, rolling over, with your torso and arms following and finally your legs which roll over and splay apart a bit, with an 18" gap between your knees.

Starting with your fingertips, I begin sucking the digits on your left hand one at a time and between each one, I lick up onto your palms. When I move to your right hand you bring your left to my face, rubbing my spittle into my cheeks as you begin to finger into my ear. I lick and kiss my way down your right arm until I reach your armpit which is ripe and full after our long, vital, sweaty day of sex. I bury my face into your armpit groaning with desire.

Kissing across your collarbone, I reach your neck and softly kiss and lick my way around it before sliding up onto your chin and now your lower lip. Your tongue comes out of your mouth and challenges mine, licking at my face and I begin licking yours.

"I want you, I want you now, I want you....."

And I move down onto your breasts, biting at your nipples, drawing them hard and erect and then covering them with saliva which I smear onto your breasts, now rubbing both of them with my palms and I am at your belly.

You grab your belly with both your hands and squeeze it together, offering me its stretched lushness, now all damp from your spit wet hands. And I push into it, knowing I will connect with your stomach, your womb and I tongue my way into you.

"Stay away from my navel, no belly button."

I do so and bring full face pressure onto your belly and womb and you groan loudly.

Your legs are now spread widely open and I easily climb into the gap. I cannot hold myself back and my face dives down to your cunt, inhaling all the sweaty scent we have created in a long day of exciting each other. I stop when about 10" from you because you cry out so loudly....

"Please!"

And your hips lift from the floor and you grab yourself behind your knees and pull your legs back. You are a woman who has given birth to three children, your labia are thick and full and yet now, as you pull back like this, they open wide, with no extra assistance.

I can see into you, your rugae are folding back, your urethra pushing out and I can see your clit rising under its hood.

I lower my mouth to a position just over your clit and I blow on it and watch your whole body shiver. I grab the water bottle and fill my mouth. I let some water spill from my mouth onto your clit and it runs down into the crevice of your vagina as I swallow the rest.

And then I begin to slowly just lick your clit. Up, using the rough top of my tongue, down, using the slick underside of my tongue. Then pressing my lower forehead against it, I push and nuzzle it back and forth. You grab my head and push it harder against you as you raise your hips again.

My tongue can lick inside you and while you fuck your clit with my forehead, I eat into your cunt. And soon I can feel you start to spasm around me as your hands relax on my head.

"Oooooh that was so fucking sweet. I owe you big time for that."

You sit up a bit and lean into me. You grab my cock with both your hands. It is not limp, but not hard. You begin to stroke it with your right hand while your left squeezes my balls as I rise upright in front of you.

You lean farther forward and let a wad of spittle fall from your mouth onto my cock, which you quickly cover with your palm and twist it all around my shaft, stroking back and forth, bringing me fully erect.

"So what the fuck is it with your dick? It will take a rest, but every fucking time you try to put it in me, or I touch it....... it just comes alive. That is some weird voodoo shit mister."

"Well honey, it only happens with you. I would have given it up hours ago with any other woman. You just seem to have a power over me, so it ain't my voodoo, witch sister, it's yours."

"No mister, I think it is ours."

And you pull my cock up to your labia and start rubbing my head up and down on them and it is soon soaked from secretions leaking from inside you.

"Come to me now, please............."

I slowly push into you, very slowly, and not stopping until I am hard against your body. I begin kegeling in long bursts and keep feeling my underside pushing against you.

"God! You know I can feel that, I can feel that all the way from where your body is pushing against me, down your shaft, to your crown expanding all the way inside me. Tell me when you run out of gas."

"Pretty much right now."

And I collapse in a tired heap having just now kegeled more at once than any time in my life!

"Okay, see if you can feel this."

I feel my cock being lifted and squeezed against the roof of her cunt and then let go, then repeated and repeated.

"Oh, yeah I can feel that!"

"My cunt really likes you. It told me to say that."

We collapse into a laughing pile against each other and just slowly begin "fucking".

I used parentheses because fucking you is unlike anything I have done before. Yeah, it involves my cock entering you and the two of us dancing together. Yes, it is sensual and erotic and if we keep going in any one direction, I will most definitely come.

But in our whirlwind of the past 24 hours, I have found something else is going on and there is some other dynamic that I cannot name. It is a constantly ever changing sorcery that never seems to end. And it seems to be the same for you as we roll about from one position to another.

Up into doggie style, I pull out and rub my cock through your ass crack and then underneath, against your splayed labia. Laughing, you grab my shaft and holding it firm, focus my crown on your clit, pushing hard and working it back and forth until you come again.

I lift your right leg up and I turn 90° to drive down into your cunt as you drop your shoulders to the bed.

I pull out and your hole is wide open.

"Give me all your weight right now."

I slowly sink down until I am hard inside you and sitting all my weight on you. You begin to wiggle back and forth and I can feel myself grinding on the walls of your cunt.

"Oh damn, yes, I am scrubbing the sides of your pussy!"

And I begin my own movement, pushing into other corners.

With my turn, I am looking at the side of your head and watch you pump your arms back and forth while you fuck me, sitting on top of you. You turn and look up at me.

"Yeah Daddy, just like that, just like that!"

"Jesus Claire, it feels like I am riding you right now."

"Yeah, you are riding me! Show me something different!"

I roll back onto the bed and push you up above me, same position, but now your turn to put your weight on me. Flat on my back, I am looking at yours -- you are squatting over my cock and I bend my knees which you grab with your palm and raise your ass up, showing me your wide open pussy.

"My cunt is going to eat your cock right now!"

And holding tightly to my knees, you rotate your hips down and do exactly that, burying my cock inside you, but then quickly lifting up and dropping down over and over again.

"Yeah, my pussy is gang raping you, how does it feel?"

I laugh, flatten my knees, bringing you down onto the bed and I slide out from underneath you and start stranger fucking you again.

"I don't know, how does this feel?"

And I begin pulling all the way out and then slamming all the way in.

"Well, gee Buckwheat, it feels exactly the same to me. So why don't you roll me over again and you can come kiss me."

I pull out and you stretch out onto the floor, your fingers running rivulets through the carpet as your legs push me out of the way as they flatten.

I lie down next to you, you on your belly, me on my back.

The carpet is moist in a few places from our recent shenanigans.

We are touching from shoulders down to our feet. I lift your shoulder next to me and wedge mine under it. Then I stretch my arms out tall like yours and I begin to roll toward you.

"Oh, my god, you are too fucking much."

I feel you roll onto your side as I do the same and now, our bodies meet. Our thighs press against each other first. Then our loins and chests, our stretched arms meet each other and our hands begin mingling fingers

Our heads bang around a bit as they fall from our necks, but our mouths finally meet. We don't kiss, we talk into each other instead.

"Matt, this is incredible, you fucking just lit me up, really, like I had never been touched before. When you lay next me, reversed..... when our thighs pressed together I almost came, really! And when you started rolling us into this on our side, facing position, well then everything started folding together, like we are one flower. Ohhh fuck, you silly fucking man!"

And you moan as you roll onto your back and I roll with you as though we were glued together.

Our arms are still stretched out, fingers clinging hard to each other as you begin to wrap your legs around me, kicking me as you buck your cunt toward away from my cock, allowing it to drop from the pressure of being against your mons and letting it fall between your legs.

"Oh baby, I cannot believe how beautifully we smell, both our armpits are wide open after today's madness, it is rich, it is fucking lovely."

I lift my hips and press against you and can feel you lifting to meet me.

"Claire, look at me right now, I want your eyes."

"Matt, I am looking at you and you have all of me."

I slowly begin to push inside you..........

"Oh no, oh you..........."

You lift up hard against me and we slide into full congress together and I gasp from the scalding heat inside you.

Our hands separate and your arms wrap around my back -- mine come down and cradle your head as I begin to kiss your mouth as we begin our final dance of the evening.

We are bending against each other in serpentine curves, both on our own rhythms, but somehow they adapt to each other and I feel you clawing into my soul. Our hands are as erratic as our bodies, wiping, pinching, grabbing at each other as your legs swing back and forth and I slither up the inside of one thigh and then back out on the other.

And you know just when to grab my ass and fall away from me, so that my cock is suddenly out of you, but immediately, you pull me to you and fuck my underside with your clit and lips, before I make my next twist and slide back inside you.

Rolling you onto your side, I lift your right leg high and slide along your thigh as I enter you sideways and watch you begin to scissor your clit.

We roll flat again and your hands come up to your head, sucking your fingers and just staring at me. You bring both hands back down to your clit and staring at me, you begin to work yourself in the rhythm of our union.

I wet the fingers of my right hand and bring it to your mouth and you begin to suck my fingers. One of your hands floats up to my mouth and I take it inside with the vapor of your cunt all around it. Our tongues mimic each other as they stroke our fingers.

I feel your mouth go tighter on me and I feel us change as I start find myself on the edge of control. And simultaneously, I feel you begin to flare up inside. There is a shivering coming from your clit and hands but inside, you are rising against me and as I thrust into you, you envelop me and I can feel you pulling me into you. When I pull back I can feel myself pulling all of you with me............ and then we begin again.

Our mouths are open but our hands are still inside them being tongued and sucked in alternating breaths. Your eyes are wide open and just staring at me. I can get no idea of what you feel, it is almost a blank, just a wide open soul.

And then together, both on the edge of control, I lose myself into you. Uncoiling from deep inside me, my semen pulls me into you....... But no, you are also pulling me into you and I can feel your clit and fingers rising with us.

I can see it in your eyes. Our hands fall away and we are both calling out at each other.

"Who are you? We just played kinky games for two nights and this just made all of it look like silly time. No man has ever moved with me like that."

"Claire, every time I touch you, it is new, it is exciting and what we just did, with no games, no toys, just us, was the most amazing thing I have ever felt."

"It's okay, it's okay..... just come down here and kiss me, please."

You wrap your arms around me.

"Stay here with me." And you kegel my cock again.

I reach over to the bed and grab a corner of the duvet, all bunched at the bottom. I pull it over to us and fashion part of it into a pillow for your head and then pull the rest over us.

"Oh, are we sleeping on the floor tonight?"

"I don't know, but I am staying with you no matter what. Oh yeah, and my cock really likes you..... It told me to tell you that."

"Right and that is why it is still jammed inside me, I suppose."

"Yes, it is, would you like me to move it?'

"Absolutely! But only inside me."

You hug me close and we both drift into slumber together.

Several hours later, I waken to you moving underneath me, your legs are pried against mine so that I cannot move and you are humping against me. I can feel my soft cock rubbing on you and it is covered in the flow leaking out of you.

Your hands are curled up between my arms and body and are holding my shoulders tightly and you are moaning. I start to speak, but I suddenly realize that you are asleep and so I just lay there and feel you hump my cock into an erection.

It is pinioned against you and you are humping up and down it's length, your hands are now hurting me they are clenched so tight.

You kick your legs free of mine and bring them up around my waist and I lift myself up and slide inside you. And inside you is a murky, messy stew just like last night and you begin fucking me really hard and I respond in kind.

"Oh, oh my god,........... Matt! Are you fucking me again? God, this feels so good, but don't you ever sleep?"

"Claire, you are the one who started this, not me. You began this about 10 minutes ago and woke me up."

"Stop it, you are making that up..... ooh fuck, who cares, stop talking......."

We stop talking and we spend the next 30 minutes just rolling in coitus with each other. Neither of us come, we just luxuriate in how it all feels.

"Okay, now, I vote we move to the bed. It might still be a bit wet, but it is softer than this floor."

"Sure. You ready to move now?"

"No problem."

I slowly pull out of you and it feels like a loss, like I am suddenly missing something.

"Shit, that's weird."

"What?"

"When I pulled out of you, it felt like I lost something, like I was not whole."

"You too? That's how I feel right now."

I push up onto my feet, feeling every one of my 73 years, but bursting with love and radiating something new to me.

I straddle your legs and reach both hands down to you. You bring your knees up in a bend and plant your feet. You grab my hands and I step back, pulling you upright.

"Oh, oh, oh, whoopsie, whoopsie, whoopsie..."

You laugh and pull your hands free which you then place onto your inner thighs and run them up to your delta. Your right dips into you and then comes back out.

Cocking your head to the left, you swing your hips to the right and saucily rub your palms together and raise them to about chest level.

They are wet, ... sloppy wet and there are little white speckles of semen splattered here and there amongst the aroused juice from our recent love making.

"Oh my, girl, you said whoopsie and I see why now! And you told me that is what you ate last night when you woke up in the middle of the night?"

"Yeah, but it did not have the fresh sauce we just made. Do you want to..........."

I interrupt you by smearing the contents of your left palm onto my right palm.

"Yeah, I want to.... I want to propose a toast to us."

And I take my right arm and bend it around yours and you immediately know where I am going.

We face each other, with our palms in front of our faces.......

"Oh, mister, you are the biggest whoopsie I have ever met."

"Back at you lady, back at you. We are not married, never will be, but I toast you as the most complete combination of a soul I have ever been with."

We lift our palms to our mouths and staring across at each other, we lick them clean.

Unclenching our toast position, you head to the bathroom while I go to check the bed. The puddles are gone, but it is cold and damp. But the great thing about 5* hotels is the inclusion of huge, thick bath towels which I head to the bathroom to acquire.

"Hurry up, hurry up mister!"

I get to the bathroom and you are just standing by the toilet.

"What?"

"I want to try something new for me."

"Okay, what is it?"

"Well, I have had clients who wanted to do piss play. I would never let them piss on me, but I would go ahead and piss on them, but it never really got me off, even the guys who jerked off and came while I was doing it. Frankly, sometimes it is just too stinky -- I don't really care about the pee since if you are healthy it is pretty pure."

"Okay, so thanks for the explanation, are you asking me to piss on you?"

"Well, earlier today you mentioned that I squirted more than some women pee, so I figured you were not a virgin to all of that. We stink to high hell right now and I really like it, so I thought about doing this, kind of a safe little white girl vanilla pee play. And there won't be much of anything to clean up! You sit down and I will sit on your lap facing you.

Once I am sitting on you, I want to piss, is that okay? I am not really a piss fan, but doing it this way after today seems completely right to me, I mean all I am going to do is piss all over your cock and balls. Plus all the run off (or at least most of it) will end up draining into the bowl."

"Yes, Claire, that is fine by me."

I sit on the toilet.

"Spread your legs a bit more."

You come over and sit on me, about halfway out to my knees.

"Oh shit, I am going to piss on a man. But this time, because I want to! You have turned me out mister, you have me doing something for myself, not for a client, ohhhh god."

You are playing with yourself, fingers inside and I can see some urine starting to drizzle from you.

"I want to change the game, can I?"

"You can do whatever you want."

"Piss on me, piss on my pussy, piss on my clit."

You reach down and with both hands, you spread yourself open and I can see the pink. I lift my cock and begin pissing on you.

"Oh fuck, your pee is so fucking hot! That feels so good."

Your hands are in the flow as well and you are spreading my piss around, along your thighs, up onto your mons.

I raise myself and watch you work your hands across your belly and realize that you are fully aroused and I just stay there, watching it run down to your delta and flow over you.

"Ohhhhhhhhh my god, what the fuck!"

You are pushing both hands into your belly as my stream finally diminishes and you begin to jerk back and forth so violently that I let go of my cock and grab you by the hips.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay........ oh shit, I did not expect any of that. You have very nice pee, senor! Okay, let's see what mine is like."

You stand up and take a step toward me, grabbing my head. Your vulva is pressed against the top of my belly and I can feel the hot wetness of my own urine against my skin.

You sigh loudly and I feel your urine flow against me, spreading out across my belly as you begin to squat down.

"Hold my hands, please."

I grab your hands and you lean back as you lower and your urine comes out in a stream, hitting my navel and then down onto my cock which is now beginning to rise in a hard on.

"Oh just look at you! A woman you just met last night is peeing on your overworked dick and you are getting erect."

Laughing you stand and piss down onto my cock which is now standing at full attention.

I pull you against me, holding you so fucking tight as your stream fades away.

You then slide down, sitting hard against me, face to face.

"Well, shit, that did not go the way I had planned it. That was just supposed to be me peeing on you. Not you peeing on me, not coming, not getting you erect again. Oh dear, what is happening to me?"

I cough up a mouthful of sticky, thick phlegm and coat my fingers with it. Pushing you back, I run my fingers up inside you and coat your cunt with my mouth spew.

"What are you doing? I am plenty wet down there!"

"Yeah, but the piss washed out all the slippery stuff, this will help us start to make new stuff."

"New stuff for what? What are you............. "

I lift you up and move my cock to you.........

"Oh, God! Are you insane? I want to fuck you so badly right now but would never ask after all we have been doing............ and yet, here you are lifting me up to put yourself inside me!

But in this position we are not going to get much of you in there. So let's stand up, you fucker and let's do this right. I already came, but you seem to have a need and I am going to take it out of you."

Standing, you grab the thick cotton bathmat from the shower door and throw it onto the marble floor, following it down you are on your back, legs open........

"Come down here Matt, come down here and let me show you how you make me feel. This one is all about you boy, I want to take you, just take you into me."

I sink to my knees and push inside you. Your face changes as I enter you. It becomes child like, vulnerable and so fucking open.

"Don't move Matt. Please don't move, let me do this with you."

The night lights are on in the bathroom and there is an angelic glow around your face.

I feel you begin to move inside. Your outer body is actually very stationary, but inside, you are moving all around me and I have never felt anything like it.

"You made me come today, more times than I can count. I love making men come inside me. It is my special gift and I am pretty fucking good at it. And I have had lovers make me come in waves, in sheets of joy, but I could always see they are thinking of how great they were at doing it.

You were different. I disappeared one time today because you were so focused on me. I came into you, you took me inside yourself. It was unlike anything I have ever felt before. I want you to disappear inside me now.........."

You close your eyes and your hands grab my forearms as you keep deep fucking inside yourself. No outside movement, it is magic and I see what you mean, you are pulling me so far inside you that it is all I am aware of.

Soon my body, my very self is drifting away and my being, my center is our contact, our context and nothing more.....

"Oh god Claire, Claire............."

I feel myself ejaculate my spirit into you, deep inside you and we are one.

Your eyes open and envelope me as you watch me coming.

"It's okay Matt, it's okay."

Your legs open wider and I feel you begin to consume me.

Your hands have moved to my face and I begin to return to my body which is still racking on long flowing thrusts in and out of you.

I am actually now coming all the way out of you and then back inside, just long virile thrusts into you. Never missing, never off center, it's like lust magic right now.

I look at you, still childlike, and you sigh loudly, lower lip trembling.

"Oh my darling man, I cannot believe this. After a weird middle of the night long fuck, that I apparently started.......... I then go insane for a silly fucking pee game. You let me take you there........ I never thought this would happen to me, oh darling. I thought it would be just a kind of a wet, safe little kink and an easy clean up and we go to bed. But instead, it just turned into a doorway for this happening.

Oh god Matt, I have always wanted a lover to take me like you did. More than that, I wanted a lover that I wanted to take, to hold, to own, deep inside. But the problem was that to take someone, I had to be vulnerable and unprotected and that is a hard step for me..."

You begin crying in long, soft, loving moans, tears streaming down your face.

"You came for me, nothing else, just for me. You disappeared............. That is what I have been seeking for so long."

I lean down and kiss your tears. They are really salty and your mouth pulls me over to it, wide open, tongue coming out in rapid lunges as we continue to hump together.

"I really meant what I said, did you disappear?"

"Claire, I disappeared and I don't know what the hell you and I are doing."

"Take me to bed and just hold me tonight, okay?"

"Sure, do you want to shower?"

"Fuck no! Dry us off and we can shower in the morning. I don't think much of our piss really stuck to us. And they are going to go through housekeeping hell tomorrow when we go out for breakfast or lunch or whenever we wake up."

We throw down fresh towels onto the bed, crawl onto them and roll into each other's arms and fall asleep whispering endearing nonsense into each other's ears.