A Back Rub For Julia Ch. 09byScott_Free©
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The light glared through the slats in the blinds, and Jack groaned. It was like an entire marching band, playing only the percussion instruments, was stomping across his brain; wearing metal cleats. Something tickled his nose, and he squinted through one barely open lid to see what the offending object was. It was a strand of curly red hair. He felt his sister Katie's soft breath against his neck, as she slept beside him. He also felt his cousin Julia's leg draped across his midriff. The events of last night started to come back to him, like a movie watched long ago, and mostly forgotten. He and the girls had gone to town, and the girls sweet talked a middle aged man into buying them two bottles of spiced rum. Jack had never known that either girl had any real experience with drinking. He assumed that maybe they had experimented with wine coolers, or beer; but he had never dreamed that they were into the hard stuff.
Jack was surprised at the amount of alcohol that his two lovers could consume in one sitting, since they were both barely over one hundred pounds apiece. The girls got giggly about half way through the first bottle, and by the end of it they were almost gone, and Jack was certainly feeling no pain. He remembered the girls making jokes about how the booze would "loosen him up." He couldn't remember most of what happened later, but he was reasonably sure that he wasn't the only one who lost their inhibitions.
He felt the crisp morning air on his erect penis. It wasn't sexual excitement that had his cock stiff, but what almost every man experiences when he first wakes up: morning wood; the overwhelming need to urinate. Since he was sandwiched between two very beautiful naked girls, there was no way to slide out of bed unnoticed. He reached down, and patted Julia's thigh.
"Mmmmph," she muttered incoherently. Jack turned his head slightly, so that his mouth was facing his cousin's general direction.
"Jules," he whispered. He paused to see if she would respond further, but he had no such luck. "Julia, wake up, please." His cousin's eye lids fluttered open, and they gradually focused on Jack's face, which was only about five inches from hers.
"Hey, baby." She replied nonchalantly. The familiar crooked smirk affixed itself to her mouth, as she blinked to let her eyes adjust to the sunlight streaming into the room.
"Good morning, sunshine." Jack said casually. "I need to pee, can you help me untangle myself from Katie?" She giggled softly, and looked like she immediately regretted the action; clearly, Jack wasn't the only one who had a hangover.
"You want me to hold it while you pee?" Her smirk evolved into a full fledged grin, and her eyes sparkled with mischief, as she explored the possibilities in her imagination.
"Sure, Jules," Jack said, while his cousin, slid out of bed beside him. "Whatever floats your boat." Jack padded quietly to the bathroom, in an attempt to leave his still sleeping, but beautiful sister undisturbed. Julia followed, close at his heels. Jack stood in front of the open toilet bowl, trying to relax enough to urinate.
"Hey!" Julia said quietly, "you said that I could hold it." She pressed her naked body close against Jack's back, snaked her arm around his waist, and grabbed his stiff, meaty cock. Jack felt his erection pulse in her hand, and thought that it will probably not be until next month until he would be relaxed enough to pee.
"OK," she whispered into his ear sexily, "you can start peeing anytime stud." Jack swallowed noisily, and willed his dick to perform this simple task. The only thing that happened seemed impossible as it seemed to Jack; his cock seemed to get even harder.
"Julia, a guy can't pee when he has an erection." In response, she said nothing, but gave his prick a firm squeeze. He tried once again to plead his case. "You need to let it calm down for a minute, gorgeous." Julia blatantly ignored his request, and instead started sliding her hand up and down his shaft, jerking him off slowly, which didn't help his situation at all. Jack began to question the wisdom of inviting his beautiful cousin into his morning ritual.
"Do you want me to show you how it's done, cowboy?" she said in an oddly husky voice.
"Yeah, miss smarty pants, why don't you show me?" He didn't have to look at her face to know that she was wearing her trademark smirk. She released his organ, and danced past him, chuckling softly to herself.
"The toilet is over here, genius." Jack pointed out.
"I'm not going to pee in the toilet, and I missed being a genius by only three points on my last I.Q. test." She slid the shower door open, and climbed in. Her sparkling blue eyes focused on her lover. "Aren't you coming in and joining me? You do want an up close view, right?" Jack didn't have to be asked twice. He climbed in quickly, and closed the door behind him. Julia leaned her back against the cold marble of the shower's wall, and tilted her pelvis, so it exposed her pussy fully. She spread her legs lewdly, and began to rub her fingers up and down her slit. To Jack's eyes, she already looked moist with excitement. She stopped rubbing herself, and parted her outer labia with two fingers. "Don't miss this, baby. I won't be able to do it again for awhile." Jack moved closer, and bent down a little bit, for a closer vantage point. He was close enough that she must have felt his breath up against her stomach. She giggled. "If you get too close, you're going to get wet." He switched his gaze from her open vagina, to her sparkling blue eyes, and back down again. "OK, stud, suit yourself."
He heard his lover take a couple of deep, calming breaths, and then her amazingly taunt stomach tensed slightly. He saw a couple of drips fall from between her pink pussy lips, and then a small stream sizzled out, making small spattering noises against the marble tub. It wasn't what he thought a girl peeing would look like at close range, but then women didn't ordinarily prop themselves up at such an odd angle, and spread themselves that way, unless they had a willing audience.
"Oh god, that feels amazing." Julia practically purred with satisfaction. Apparently, Jack wasn't the only one who had to pee after drinking. The stream increased in intensity, so much so that it resembled a man's. She moaned softly, and adjusted her hips so that the stream hit Jack's leg just below the knee. Her pee was very hot. It was much warmer than he would have guessed. Surprisingly, he did not feel disgusted by the fact that his super hot cousin was pissing on his leg. In fact, he was really turned on by her shameless display. He had always gotten a little tingly in his nether regions when he thought about the sound that his sister's pee made in the toilet, while he was in the shower. The beginning of this fascination seemed to coincide with the time that his family had went camping, and he held onto Katie's hands while she peed, so her naked bottom wouldn't touch the ground. He had a raging erection by the time she had finished. He grudgingly admitted, to himself, that his mind would occasionally wander back to that day when he would pleasure himself.
His cousin's stream went on for an unnaturally long time, due to all the liquid she consumed the night before, but it soon began to dwindle from a steady stream, to a trickle, to just a few drops. Jack looked back at her face, and saw that her eyes were shut in an all too familiar look of empty-bladder-ecstasy. Her eyes popped open, and she smiled at his mischievously.
"I need you to wipe me, Jack." Her eyes glittered like magnificently polished sapphires. She stood erect again, but kept her legs shoulder length apart.
"Can't we just turn on the shower, Jules?" He knew by the way that her gaze changed in intensity that he should follow her instructions, without any further questions. He shook off his urine soaked leg, causing her to smirk, as he exited the shower. Jack returned after a few seconds with a handful of folded tissue. As he approached, the longing in her eyes revealed that she wasn't just doing this for his benefit. This was something that she had been fantasizing about for awhile. He reached out, and dabbed her dampened lips dry with the tissue.
"It's not made of glass, Jack. Wipe my pussy like a man." The sultry smokiness appeared again in her voice. He moved forward until he was inches away from her body. He felt her breath hot and fast against his neck, as he was so much taller than she. He pushed her against the marble of the shower. He expected a hiss of disapproval, because of the cold tiles against her skin, but instead she moaned softly. He bent slightly, and roughly rubbed the tissue between her spread thighs. He felt the soft tissues of her pussy ripple under his strong pressure, and his lover moaned again. Jack leaned down, and kissed her firmly on the mouth. He tossed the damp tissue out of the shower, and used his free right hand to brush through her honey brown hair.
This kiss was different somehow. It was odd that in the heat of the moment, an ordinarily clueless guy like Jack would have noticed such a thing. Instead of her usual style of trying to devour his mouth, she seemed much more patient, and definitely more sensual. In a word, more like... Katie. The kiss continued for a couple of minutes. Jack's hands glided over her supple, young body. All that cheerleading practice, and working out had definitely paid off. Her body was very lean, very tight, and very hot. It was still very feminine, and velvety soft in all the right places, but it was different than his sister's curvy figure. He slid two fingers into the cleft between her legs, and her body immediately responded by tensing up. She broke the kiss, and looked deep into Jack's brown eyes. He didn't know what he did wrong, since she was so dripping wet that her thighs were slippery.
"Mmmmm. Not yet, baby. You haven't had your turn." Jack was a little confused. When he had first entered the bathroom, the only thing he could think about was pissing. After that kiss, however; the only thing he could think about was getting inside the warmth of his now very moist cousin.
"Turn for what?" Jack asked. She reached out, and gripped his throbbing cock.
"Jack, you still haven't peed yet. It's your turn." He could tell by her amused look that she knew he was confused. He started to pull away, but she did not loosen her grip on his erect member.
"OK, Jules, just give me a sec, and I'll be right back." He tried to pull away again, but she still would not release him. She giggled softly, but still in that smoky tone that was so unlike her usual musical voice.
"No, baby. I want you to do it here."
"In the shower?"
"Yes, Jack. In the shower." Jack paused, and Julia continued to look amused by how lost he looked in this situation.
"OK, Jules," he paused for a second, as if his point was so glaringly obvious, but that she just couldn't see it. "You have to let me go, or move out of the way, or it is going to get it all over you." Julia just rolled her eyes at his obliviousness. She closed her eyes, as if to ask god to grant her more patience.
"That's the point, Jack. I'm going to hold your cock right here, and you are going to pee on my stomach." She tugged slightly on his erection to make her point.
"Are you sure?" She exhaled slightly, and Jack knew from many painful experiences with his cousin, that she was quickly losing patience with him.
"Jack, do you want to have sex with me now?" Jack almost rolled his eyes at her. If his dick got any harder, he thought it would burst like an overfilled water balloon.
"Yeah, Jules. You can feel that I do." He purposely flexed his cock, so that it pulsed in her hand.
"Then pee on me, so we can get to the fucking part, then after fucking like crazy, we can shower it all off." That sounded more like the regular Julia. She tugged his prick again for emphasis. He closed his eyes, and willed himself to relax again. Usually if he had morning wood, he would relax for a minute in front of the toilet, and it would subside enough to let him do his thing. But with this smoking hot beauty holding his cock, there was no way that his erection would calm down. He tried again, but still nothing. Thirty seconds passed, then a full minute. After about a minute and a half, Jack started to get frustrated. Not only did he want the sex, but he had never had to pee more in his entire life; unfortunately, he still couldn't do it.
"What's the matter, baby?" Her eyes looked expectant.
"Ummm. I'm having a hard time doing it, Jules. I told you before that I can't pee when I'm hard." Julia leaned in close, and raised herself up so that her lips were an inch from Jack's ear.
"Do you know how dripping wet that I am for you right now, Jack?" She paused, and waited for his response.
"Ummm. Yeah, I have a pretty good idea."
"Do you know how much I want this?" She seemed to want to change what she had just said, and quickly added, "Do you know how much that I need you inside me right now?"
"No... I don't." he said simply. She sighed.
"I want you so much now that I can't even put it into words." Jack was staggered. Julia was never lost for words. She always had a witty saying, or smart-ass comeback for any occasion. To think that she couldn't describe how much she wanted him was mind boggling. She seemed flustered for a second at her apparent vulnerability, which was something Jack never though he would witness. "Just push hard, and keep pushing until it comes out, Jack." And then she added in an almost inaudible whisper, "Please."
Jack tensed his muscles in his stomach, and put pressure on his bladder, but he was still met with resistance. Any man can tell you, the more you have to pee, the harder it is to go. It seems illogical, but that is just the way that men are built. He increased the pressure, and felt a little trickle escape the head of his penis. He pushed again, even harder, and another jet of hot pee ran out. This broke open the floodgate, and a powerful stream of steaming hot piss flowed forth, and splashed up against her belly. Jack closed his eyes, and let out a giant sigh of relief.
"It's so fucking hot," Julia said in an oddly husky voice." She pushed her belly closer to her cousin. She was so close that now Jack could feel it splashing off of her stomach, and back onto him. It ran down her belly, over her tight little pussy, and then cascaded down her perfectly tanned legs. She was correct, it was hot. He figured that it was just about as hot as her stream had been. "Oh Jack, baby. Give it to me." They remained in that position for what seemed like forever, until his stream trickled down to just a few drops, then stopped.
She leaped up into his arms, and kissed him solidly. But again, it was a more passionate, more sensual kiss than her normal ones ever were. Jack knew that what they had done together was a little out of the ordinary; but it seemed like it might mean a little something different to her, than it did to him. It was as if they had just shared something very secret, and very special to her. She grabbed him by the shoulders, and wrapped her legs around his body, rubbing her steaming hot pussy up against his aching manhood. He leaned her against the wall again, in order to make some slight adjustments. He reached his right hand down, and guided his cock toward her opening, while keeping her body steadied with his left. He entered her slowly, and gently, with none of the roughness that his sister seemed to get off on. She was very hot, and tight; which was unusual because she had been repeatedly fucked by him just a few hours before. Jack figured that all that cheerleading had exercised her inside muscles too. Jack lifted her slim frame, then he lowered her onto his rod. He slid into her as deeply as he could, and started pumping in a slow, steady rhythm. Julia hooked her feet behind his back, and flexed her legs to lift her pelvis. She rode him slowly for a couple minutes, but she seemed impatient for something harder.
"Oh, yes, Jack. Fuck me hard, baby." Jack abandoned the slow pace, leaned her back up against the wall to brace her, and began to bang the shit out of her. Jack's entire universe consisted of thrusting, pumping, and grinding. His entire being was focused on one thing: to make her have a monster orgasm. Julia took Jack's onslaught of her pussy like a champ. He could hear the progression of her pleasure in the sounds that she made, so he knew that he was definitely doing it the right way for her. When she had been riding him at a sedate pace, Julia had been moaning softly. But after Jack began to assault her pussy in earnest, she began to make little grunts. These sounds grew in length, and in decibels the longer they fucked. But after a couple of minutes of pounding Julia's sopping wet pussy, her grunts became almost a continuous howl. He knew she was approaching orgasm, so he redoubled his efforts. The sheer force with which their bodies met caused a loud smacking sound, at the end of each quick stroke. Jack bet that she would be wearing bruises later, but she really seemed to be enjoying herself. He knew that if he stopped his attack before she climaxed, he was likely to be dodging punches from his athletic cousin. Privately, Jack hoped that she would hurry it up, because he knew that he could only continue this blistering pace for a couple more minutes at most, before tiring. Her howling reached a fever pitch a few seconds later, and she bit down hard on his shoulder. The pain radiated down his arm.
"Owww! Goddammit Jules! What the fuck?" He got no answer from his cumming cousin. Not only did she not acknowledge him, she never eased the pressure of her bite one iota. She bucked, and shook like she had a put her finger in a light socket. Her howling went silent, and the only sounds she made were from her labored breathing.
Finally, after almost a full minute, she fell limp against him. It was like the calm after the storm. Her arms, and legs lost all mobility, and she slumped in his arms. Jack stopped mashing her into the wall, and held Julia in his arms like a rag doll. He pulled out of her, and cradled her like a baby. She seemed to be in a high state of post orgasmic bliss. He looked down, and saw that her eyes were open, but unfocused. He also noticed that Julia's teeth had actually drawn blood from his shoulder. Fuck. Jack's erection mockingly poked into his cousin's firm butt cheeks. Jack thought it highly unfair that his lover got to cum so hard, while he remained unfulfilled. He estimated that he was maybe halfway to his own climax. He enjoyed having rough sex; but for his own satisfaction, he liked a slower, more romantic pace. He would probably not have outlasted her if she had continued in their original rhythm, but strangely enough, at a fast pace, he could last a long time.
He stepped back away from the shower head, and placed his body between Julia, and the potential water stream. He reached one hand around, and turned on the water. It was very cold at first, but it gradually began to warm. Through this entire series of events, his cousin never even stirred. When the water was adjusted properly, he turned, and rinsed Julia off gently, making sure he got all her secret crevices. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was slow, and deep. He figured that she must be asleep, since she never even reacted to the feel of the warm water. Jack briefly peeled her away from his chest, so he too could get clean. He turned the water off, and carried his unconscious lover out of the shower.
"Good morning," Katie giggled. "It sounds like you guys were having fun in there." Katie was perched on the edge of the toilet like a frightened bird. He could tell that the seat must be really cold because of her tense posture. She crinkled up her nose, and he heard the sizzling sound of her pee hitting the water. After what had just happened with his cousin, Jack was totally turned on by this. He watched his sister, transfixed by this common action. After she finished, she unrolled a small amount of paper, wadded it up, and wiped. Only after finishing did she notice that her cousin was asleep in her brother's arms.