Discovering Olivia Ch. 05

"I can't wait to see more," he said eagerly.

With a playful giggle, Marion turned her back on him and flashed her backside.

"Nice," Rob said "but where should I put my things," he asked?

"I'll show you your room. Then you can get out of those silly clothes so we can really enjoy ourselves." Rob rapidly shed his clothing in his room. His body was firm and hairless all over. Veins ran subtly along its length while his sac dangled heavy stuffed with two large testicles. He left everything in a heap and emerged from his bedroom, Marion brightened in appreciation at seeing his naked form.

"Oh, Rob," she gasped, her breath catching in her throat. "Your body is beautiful." She admired the way his muscles rippled and his sculpted form stood before her.

"I have to tell you, I love seeing men naked, especially when they have such a beautiful firm ass. Don't be surprised if you catch me stealing glances or giving it a playful slap," she confessed with a playful smile.

Rob was equally pleased by Marion's body both of them openly enjoying the sight of the other. With a gently smile, she took his hand.

"I'm going to show you around," she said.

As they were walk out the front door he said,"I must say, the way you embrace nudity is both exciting and intimidating. I think nudity is very sexual if done right." They laughed.

She shrugged, "I've never understood why people are so uncomfortable around bare bodies. We have eyes, we appreciate the naked form and we all enjoy looking. Personally, I prefer to be naked and I love showing off. I hope the feeling is mutual."

"It is," Rob said.

They talked for a bit while walking the property closest to the house and barn and as they talked their conversation became more intimate. "When we become more comfortable with each other," she murmured, her voice dropping to a lower, quieter tone, "I'm open to exploring a physical relationship." The way her fingers touched his arm, Rob understood her intent, and he couldn't help but feel touched by her immediate openness and vulnerability.

"That's beautiful," he admitted, his gaze lingering on her lips before meeting her eyes. "In the spirit of our first encounter, I just want to say that I really appreciate you removing your pubic hair. It was a very kind accommodation."

Marion smiled softly, her cheeks flushing. "Actually, I've discovered I prefer it. It makes me feel even more naked and vulnerable and that's something I haven't experience before." Her words were welcome.

Rob listened to Marion tell him about what a woman goes through each day, he was empathetic listening to her feelings about being objectified in a worldly setting. He couldn't imagine what it was like to live in a constant state of physical defense, always aware of men's gaze and their wants and desires. But as she spoke, he realized just how brave she was embracing her nudity and expose herself in such a vulnerable way.

"I can't even begin to understand what you live with each day, moving through the world," he said, reaching out to take her hand again. "But I admire your courage and strength because you've invited me here, to see you but am I not objectifying you, too?"

"But it's my choice. I'm not saying I don't want it ever. I'm saying it should be my choice," she said.

Marion smiled gratefully, her eyes softening. "Thank you," she said, leaning in closer to him. "It means a lot that you see me for who I am, as well as an object of desire."

Rob heart felt affection for this woman who had opened up to him so easily.

"I want you to know that I respect your boundaries," he whispered, his breath mingling with hers. "I won't push you into anything you're not comfortable with."

Marion's lips curved into a small smile before giving him a gentle kiss on the back of his hand. Rob's heart raced. Rob saw in Marion's eyes, trust and desire reflected there.

"So why do you shave your...cock and balls?" she asked as they approached her vegetable garden. A soft giggle escaped her lips after saying cock and balls.

"Partly to feel more nude, like you said, partly because I think it looks better and because I know the smoothness feels better to my partners."

"Also, it's only fair. If I'm asking a women to shave her pussy then I should do the same," he explained earnestly. His eyes flashed at hers, silently conveying his desire for her to experience it for herself. "Do you want to feel?"

Without hesitation, Marion reached out and ran her hand over his meat package. The skin was smooth and soft, and she let out a moan. "Mmmmh...very nice," she purred. "I see what you mean. Very silky and smooth." She juggled his balls with her fingers. "Your ball sack especially feels nice without hair in the way."

She gave a mischievous grin as she leaned closer, her fingers manipulating his balls. "I wonder how they'd taste," she asked with a playful smirk?

"Marion am I reading this correctly, that we've already got to a point where we can honestly say what we're seeing? I'd really love to talk about your naked body, if you don't mind" he asked hesitantly? "I really like to be honest with each other from the start.

"Of course not," she replied, a mischievous glint in her eye. "That's part of what makes being naked so much fun, honesty and openness. So tell me anything and everything. You won't hurt my feelings."

As Rob spoke, Marion got the feeling there was seduction in his intent. "Well, you have beautiful boobs and I love watching them shimmy," he said plainly. "It makes you very feminine and special." He grinned. "If I could request you let your boobs bounce and move which ever way they want to go and restrain them. I get to see this so infrequently it really is a treat."

Marion's eyes narrowed in surprise as she processed his words. "If we were to become special friends," Rob continued, "I'd want you to touch me anytime you wish. I would like you to freely use my body. To initiate anytime you had the desire." He took a deep breath before continuing, "There's another reason for my love of nudity. It encourages sexual experimentation and I hope we do that but I think we need to discuss boundaries first." He paused for a moment, then added, "When you're naked, sometime sex can happen too easily. We should never forgetting condoms or not use something crazy like beef tallow for lube."

"Beef tallow?" Marion repeated incredulously.

Rob chuckled. "Well, it's a farm, after all."

Marion laughed at his inventiveness. "Wow! You really do think outside the box," she exclaimed. "I like that about you."

As Rob approached the end of the story with Olivia, his voice took on a nostalgic tone as he reminisced about the years with Marion. "In just a few short months, we were making love every day for five years straight," he said, his eyes focused. It was a statement that seemed both shocking and beautiful, like a wildflower growing out of a crack in a concrete sidewalk. He continued, his words painting a picture of passion and intensity that was almost palpable.

"One time especially, we had been swimming at the lake that bubbled up from the underground aquifer on the property. This was a big selling point for the land, a consistent source of water made the property very valuable. We were laying on a blanket by the bank of the lake. It was about four in the afternoon and we had an intense lovemaking session that morning when we first woke. Sometimes, Marion could be insatiable and this was one of those days.

"Describe how my pussy feel like to you when you fuck me," she asked. This sure felt like a trick question because my answer couldn't contain the slightest hint of negativity or it was my life.

"Sweetie, I dream about the way your pussy feels," I said knowing full well the danger in the answering her question.

"Yeah, but that doesn't tell me how it feels," she replied. I didn't understand why her voice had that edge, like she was trying to make a point.

"Like the nicest place I could imagine, like velvet that is sweet and tasty like after an afternoon shower on the farm when the air is sweet and moist. There are ridges inside that make my cock happy to visit you each day. It is warm, wet and wonderful like coming in from a winter's storm, receiving a hug and being handed a mug of cocoa."

"Baby, that is the nicest thing I have ever heard. Do your really think so," she asked? He mood seemed to lighten.

"I do indeed," I said. She rolled over and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked the mushroom head and then let her wet mouth vacuumed up the length of my cock. In less than a minute I was quite hard despite our morning amorous activities.

"I'm going to take care of you, sweetie you'll see," and Marion climbed over me and straddle my waist grasping my cock and placing the head at the entrance of her velvet canal. She let the weight of her body impale herself on me. She moaned loudly in relief as my cock sunk into her pussy and bottomed out pushed against her cervix.

"Fuck that is so good," she exclaimed. "Your fat mushroom head hits me in all the right places." She slowly pulled her self up and let body fall again in a very slow fuck. I heard her cunt suctioning my cock each time she moved out.

"Oh, baby I'm not sure I can hold out very long. I can already feel myself practically ready to burst."

"Hold off sweetie, give me a few more seconds because I have to cum. Your cock is just too good inside me." Good to my warning I came in the next minute and then softened quickly because it was my second time of the day. Marion pulled off me and slid up to my face. She was not happy being left hanging.

"Eat my cunt, mister and don't stop till I cum. I can't believe your so fucking selfish to cum before me," she spit out. So, I worked my hardest to get her off but it seemed like the hard edge of her voice had no love left in it.

Olivia listened to Rob's story, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. On one hand, it was a beautiful and passionate love story but on the other, it seemed too twisted, too consuming. She was both intrigued and uncomfortable by all she heard.

"Wow," was all Olivia could manage to say in response.

"Yeah," Rob replied with a chuckle. "It was definitely an intense time in my life."

Olivia tried to process story. "So what happened? How did it all end?" she asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

Rob's smile faded as he took a breath. "Well, after five years of a whirlwind romance, things began devolving. We both probably realize that our relationship wasn't sustainable but the honesty was no longer there."

Olivia furrowed her brow in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that we were both so consumed by our passion for each other that we didn't really have anything else in common," Rob explained. "We fought constantly over little things and we couldn't seem to communicate without it turning into a heated argument but then the sex was so hot and fiery neither of us wanted that to stop."

"That must have been tough," Olivia sympathized.

"It was," Rob agreed with a quiet sigh. "But we also couldn't stay away from each other. Even when we tried to break up and move on, we ended back together. It was like we were addicted to each other."

Olivia nodded in understanding. She had heard of relationships like this before -- passionate and intense but ultimately not sustainable in the long term.

"And then one day," Rob continued, his voice growing softer, "Marion wasn't there."

Olivia raised an eyebrow in surprise. "What, she just left?"

Rob's body language changed, becoming smaller and more painful. It was clear this subject held a place of hurt for him. As the words spilled out, he relived those moments again, with Marion.

"And then," he said, his voice dropping slightly, "it all came to an abrupt end but not before one night of anger and sex." A shadow passed over his face, and his eyes lost their sparkle. "After that we drifted apart, and before I knew it, she was gone. She just left without a word."

There was a moment of silence as Rob let out a heavy sigh, lost in his memories. And then, with a shake of his head, he brought himself back to the present.

"I'll always cherish the moments we shared," he said, his voice filled with sadness. "They were some of the best times of my life." he concluded, a wistful smile playing on his mouth. "She disappeared without a word and I never saw her again. It was really quite sad. I mean she said she loved me and I know she loved that farm, her sanctuary but she just us both."

Olivia raised an eyebrow in understanding. "She was an important relationship for you? You were together for quite a long time."

Rob nodded solemnly. "Yes, she taught me so much about my feelings towards nudity. About a woman who truly wants me to see her naked, which directly reflects her desire to let me into her life."

Olivia continued. "I'm curious. The nudity part seems wonderful, but what was the deal with the peeing? You didn't mention that."

"It was just a strange kink she had. I never found out how it all started. I'm not sure she knew. No matter how hard I tried, I could never fully understand it. None the less, I couldn't help but find her irresistibly sexy when ever she squatted outside, vulnerable and exposed at that moment just before release. I couldn't resist finally suggesting that she pee on my cock because I wanted to know what it was like and I wanted her to explore her own taboo. She resisted for a time but one day, she straddled me while I sat on a chair near the house. Wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her ample bosom against my chest, she gave me the most incredible open mouth kiss before unleashing a warm torrent of pee onto my cock. The way she romanticized the act made it insanely sexual. Maybe deep down she knew that if she persisted, prolonged exposure to such taboo acts would eventually harm my mental health. Perhaps she did me a mercy by leaving?"

"Another fascinating story, my love," Olivia said to Rob, her lips brushing against his in a good night kiss.