Aristippus Ch. 06 - Thursday Back

Lacey was already naked, as she turned and headed for the bathroom. As she started adjusting the water temperature, Trevor entered behind her, dropped his shirt to the floor, and turned to lift the toilet seat. Glancing over her shoulder, Lacey realized he was about to pee, right there, only three feet away. Her first instinct was to look away, but curiosity got the best of her. As the shower water was now warm, she turned to face him. He still had half an erection, which caused him to force his dick down in order to hit the center of the bowl.

"Do men always stand to pee?" Lacey asked.

Maintaining his near-perfect aim, Trevor said, "Absolutely. Wouldn't you if you could?"

Lacey just stood there marveling at the sight. As Trevor was finishing up, he jiggled his dick twice, before reaching over to flush. Realizing that Lacey was staring at him, he asked, "Haven't you ever seen a man pee before?"

"Well, not until this retreat." Lacey disparaged, "What is it with you guys? First, Will pees between my legs, while I'm sitting on the toilet. Then Richard makes me pee in the woods, as he's standing only a few feet away - watering a tree himself."

"Don't you have brothers?" Trevor teased.

"No," Lacey responded, still looking at his pecker, and not his face. "Just a sister."

Taking her face in his hand, he pulled her eyes up to meet his. "Is she as cute as you," he asked.

Lacey immediately shot him the stink eye and just glared.

Trevor realizing that he may have gone a little out of bounds on that one, quickly changed the subject with, "Hey, is the shower ready?"

Lacey didn't answer him, but she turned and entered the shower. Trevor was immediately behind her, and as Lacey turned her back to the shower spray, she grabbed a washcloth, filled it with body wash, and quickly started on Trevor's hairy chest. Trevor simply filled his hands with the same body wash and started on her front. As his hands slipped and slid up, over, and around Lacey's generous breast, she worked her hands further and further south. Soon she had the washcloth supporting his ball bag, while her free hand gently stroked his stiffening shaft.

Trevor's hands had also moved down Lacey's body, and he was now first running one soapy hand between her legs, and then the other. As the temperature in the shower was rising, Trevor took the washcloth from Lacey's hand and spun her around, so that she was now facing the shower's spray. He then filled the cloth with body wash and began on her neck and back. As he slowly worked his way down, artfully rubbing and massaging Lacey's backside, to the point where she became so limp, that she had to brace herself against the shower wall.

As she oohed and aahed her pleasure, Trevor moved to her firm, round ass cheeks. The washcloth was in one hand, but the soapy fingers of his other hand, were soon sliding up and down her butt crack. When she didn't protest, he advanced his middle finger to first trace the tightest of her bodily openings, and then to slowly try probing it.

Her body now tightened, as it was clear she was uncomfortable with such a personal exploration. Not wanting to push his luck, Trevor quickly removed his hands, and spun her around so that she could rinse off. As she stepped from the shower, Trevor moved forward and rinsed himself, before cutting off the water and stepping out onto the tile floor. Lacey had already pulled out two fluffy towels, and they proceeded to pat each other dry.

Normally, if Lacey had just gotten out of the shower with a guy, she would start by drying him off a bit, before dropping to her knees to polish his knob. But this time, she assumed his knob had already been polished enough. So, she just stuck to the blotting dry, and he playfully did the same.

Once they were both adequately blotted, Trevor gently nudged Lacey towards the bed. With her legs now up against the mattress, Lacey looked up into Trevor's eyes. As their respective gaze locked on each other's faces, Lacey through her arms around his neck, and standing on tiptoes, planted her lips squarely on his.

Their romantic embrace lasted several minutes, but soon Trevor was ready to move on to the next stage. Breaking their kiss, he spun her around so that her back was now to him. Trevor gently pushed her face down onto the bed and spread her legs slightly with his foot. Wetting his fingers at his mouth, he ran them between her legs, checking to ensure she was still wet where it mattered. She was. So, placing his hands on her hips, he moved forward and effortlessly entered her.

Lacey moaned, but it was both a moan from being significantly stretched beyond what she was used to, as well as a moan of sexual euphoria. This was exactly what the homework assignment was about - sex from behind. And boy was Trevor, an excellent tutor.

As Trevor was at least a foot taller than Lacey, he had to bend at the knees to fuck her. So, after several minutes of slow and steady stroking, Trevor suggested they move up onto the bed. Lacey assumed the classic doggy position in the center of the mattress. And Trevor, with a hand on each of her hips, quickly slid in behind her.

Lacey maintained the traditional position for several more minutes, before eventually dropping her head to the bed and burying her face in the pillows. With her ass still in the air, and for the first time, exposing her cute little butt hole. Curious to explore this area again, Trevor placed his hands on Lacey's tight tush, and using his thumbs, gently spread her virgin ass cheeks.

Probably out of a feeling of modesty, Lacey turned her head back in order to make eye contact with Trevor, and said with a slight blush, "It's my turn to be on top."

Pulling out, Trevor immediately rolled onto his back and interlocked his fingers behind his head. Lacey quickly jumped on top of him and settled on to that massive saddle horn he called his dick. Lacey had already fucked Trevor in this position earlier today. But that was in front of a dozen people. Now it was just the two of them, on her own bed, in her private bedroom, lit by the light of a beautiful crackling fire.

Sitting upright, facing his feet, Lacey raised and lowered her hips as if she were riding a magical horse on an enchanted merry-go-round. Closing her eyes, this is what sex is all about, she thought to herself. Trevor was rocking as if they were both listening to the same sensual song. Tenderly, he placed his hands on her hips, sending erotic waves of energy surging through her body.

As Lacey and Trevor slowly moved to the silent song of sexual intimacy, he began to massage her back with his strong masculine hands. Allowing her body to relax, Lacey slowly leaned forward, until she was lying flat on Trevor's legs. Reaching out, and grabbing his ankles, Lacey flexed her back in the downward dog she had learned in yoga. This felt so good, that she momentarily forgot that this was exposing the area of her anatomy where the sun never shines.

Again, seeing an opportunity for further exploration, Trevor slid a single finger down Lacey's butt crack, then another and finally two more. Not sensing any obvious objections this time, Trevor wet his fingers with spit and began a gentle massage of her back door orifice. He knew this was a sensitive area for Lacey, so he proceeded slowly. But after several minutes of tender exploitation, Trevor attempted another gentle probing.

This was something Lacey was still uncomfortable with. Her body tightened, and she quickly rose back up into a sitting position. Trevor immediately withdrew his finger and placed both of his hands back on her hips. Endeavoring to change the subject, he whispered, "What's your favorite position?"

With only the briefest pause, Lacey simply answered, "Spooning."

"Spooning," Trevor responded. But before he could say another word, Lacey was already leaning to one side. Not wanting to lose his connection, Trevor just followed her over, while managing to stay fully engaged. Once they were both on their sides, Trevor brought his knees forward into the traditional spooning position, and Lacey raised her upper leg, placing it over Trevor's upper hip.

Once they were comfortable, Trevor cupped both of Lacey's breasts in one of his massive hands and began slowly rocking his pelvis into hers. For Lacey, this was pure ecstasy. It gave both partners control, without ever putting one in a dominant position over the other. True liberty, equality, and fraternity in Lacey's eyes. Besides, it had several other advantages, Trevor couldn't play with her butt hole, but he could caress her titties or massage her clit. And as he was currently handling her titties very nicely, she moved one of her hands down to between her legs and began a gentle massage.

Lacey loved this position, and she would have loved for it to last all night. But she knew that wasn't possible. After maybe eight or nine minutes of gentle rocking, she placed her finger above her clit - and pressed. She pressed hard, and as Trevor's love pole continued its rhythmic journey, which was all it took. Lacey's first (and only) orgasm of the day hit hard. She'd been saving this one all day, and it was well worth the wait. Hot fluid filled her love canal and squished out in big loud smacks and squirts with every thrust of Trevor's hips.

Of course, this also brought on Trevor's release. Their erotic juices mixed in that warm confluence of romantic love and pooled into a huge wet spot beneath their conjoined hips. As the movement of Trevor's body slowed, his grip on her chest gradually relaxed. And Lacey, exhausted from the long day, and utterly satisfied with the evening's activities, slowly drifted off to sleep.