Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 04

"Well, I don't know about you, but I need a shower now," I said. I stood her up on shaky legs and then picked her up and threw her over my shoulder, caveman style. Britt squealed in false anger and 'pounded' on my back. I gave her a sharp slap on the butt and carried her into the shower.

I peeled her g-string off and let it fall to the floor around her bare feet. Giving her a kiss, I drew her shirt over her head and threw it toward the door. Britt stood there naked, shivering lightly as I stepped out the door and grabbed a large towel from outside. I then led her to the large built in bench and laid the towel down and then her on top of it. I reached up to the controls and fired up the steam generator and then walked out to take off my clothes.

The shower was a fog when I stepped back in, the silhouette of a prone female figure glowed in the background. Britt was purring again, fast asleep. I sat at the end of the bench, taking her feet into my lap. I traced little patterns in the moisture that gathered on her calves while my dick was nestled against the soft soles of her delicate feet. Content, I closed my eyes until I was stirred from my reverie by the beeping alarm that announced that the steam generator had run its cycle.

Britt seemed unaware of the alarm, still sleeping, her breasts rising and falling, moisture beading and rolling down a beautiful landscape. I leaned sideways, running my finger up the inside of Britt's leg, trying to get a rise out of her. As I approached the intersection, her legs magically spread, inviting further exploration. My cock stiffened, nuzzled against her feet. My index finger ducked downward and then slid back up, splitting her inner lips. Forgoing the temptation to slip inside, I continued my advance toward the pulsating trigger that now peeked out at me. With a gentle touch, Britt shivered, followed by more purring as I gently ran my finger up and down.

"C'mon kitten, it's time to rinse off and crawl under the covers."

Unspeaking, she reluctantly stood and followed me to the center of the shower and waited until I summoned the rain. We silently washed each other; the normally chatty woman residing somewhere else. The Britt standing before me seemed to be in some euphoric state; still half asleep.

I was getting a little concerned that the shower had not fully revitalized her. She hadn't spoken a complete sentence since I woke her, but responded to everything I said and looked me in the eye when I spoke to her, acknowledging minimally. I dried her off, and wrapped her damp hair in a towel, and then quickly dried myself.

Guiding her to the bed, I pulled back the covers and she obediently crawled to the middle, lying on her side, facing me. I turned off the light and got in beside her, nose to nose. In the darkness, I could sense her staring hard into my eyes. Her lips searched for mine, her tongue prying mine apart. Her kissing was gentle, but consuming, wanting.

Our kissing tapered off, softer with each touch. Britt ran her hand down my right arm until she found my hand. Taking it, she drew it across her hip and placed it on her left butt-cheek, planting it firmly. She then proceeded to plant her left hand on my butt and pulled us tight together. One last kiss, a sigh and the purring resumed; fast asleep, nose to nose.

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I woke sometime in the middle of the night to gentle kisses, like a light rain on my face. I stirred; my hand still tightly adhered to my favorite butt.

"Sorry," she said. "I didn't want to wake you but I really have to pee."

A parting squeeze and I released her. Rather than roll over to her side and get out of bed, she did a half-roll over me, giving my sleeping buddy a little tug, giggling all the way to the bathroom.

I rolled onto my back and admired her silhouette as she came back into the bedroom. She ran her hands through her hair, fluffing it up. She threw back the cover and lay on top of me; her hair covering my face. She nibbled at my ear and then asked, "What the fuck did you do to me?"

"What?"

"I've never squirted before and I remember the shower and coming to bed, but it's like I was watching myself from a distance. It was kind of out-of–body or something."

"I think you were really exhausted or exhilarated or something like that. You almost seemed like you were stoned. I was a concerned there for a bit." I continued to run my hands up and down her torso, petting my kitten.

"Well, the orgasm was amazing, obviously, but I'm not sure I liked what happened after. I mean, I was really out of it, "she said as she ran her hands through my hair.

"Yeah, and you made a hell of a mess too. I may have to have the couch steam-cleaned." I kidded, squeezing her butt."I suspect that the sauna just let you relax completely."

She giggled and ran her tongue around in my ear. "Yeah, well it's your fault; you and that tongue and those fingers."

"Alright," I said as I rolled us onto our sides, never losing hold. "I still need some beauty sleep," giving her a long kiss.

"Okay," she said as she rolled over so I could snuggle up to her butt. But not before she grabbed me and gave a couple strokes. "I owe you one," and tucked me in between her cheeks. I fell asleep with a smile, and a hard-on.

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I woke with one too. Lifting my head, I watched in the dim light. Straddling me with her back to me, I watched as Britt rubbed the head of my stiff cock up and down her slit. Slowly, she steadied herself and gradually took me completely up inside her. Carefully, as though she was trying not to wake me, she began a steady rocking, my cock sliding halfway out before taking me all the way back in. It felt wonderful, but somehow different. She continued for another minute, moaning lightly, when it dawned on me. I reached down for confirmation. I was wearing a condom.

Britt felt my fingers between us on the down-stroke and stopped to look back over her shoulder. "See, us Girl Scouts know how to be prepared," as she lifted herself all the way off and then dropped, grinding her ass into me.

At this point, I didn't care who was prepared. I grabbed her by the hips, trying to take control. Britt had other ideas.

She jumped up and spun around, grabbing hold of my sheathed member. "No," she said, like she was chastising a child. "My turn; I'm going to fuck you now," she growled as she straddled me again, facing me this time.

Britt held my cock between her index and middle finger, the head of my latex-encased appendage wedged in a fork. She stared at me intently as she used the tip like a vibrator against her clit, rubbing it back and forth. She brushed my hands aside as I tried to grab her by the hips, wanting to impale her on my spear.

Britt's eyes rolled back as she brought herself off. She smiled as she sat back on my thighs, her hand massaging my length. Looking down, she said," I think I found a replacement for my pocket rocket."

I smiled back, and flexed in her hand. "Glad you like it, but what about that 'I'm going to fuck you now?"

"I'm sorry," she replied in a little girl voice. "I got distracted. Your big stiff cock just felt so good against my little clitty." The childlike pouty voice just made my dick that much harder, throbbing in her grip.

Without another word, she was back up on her knees, cock in hand. I watched as the gap narrowed. The tip of the condom grazed her protruding lips; a web-like strand of her juices connected us. Slowly, deliberately, she took me in, her pulsating pussy trying to strip off the protective sheath.

Her descent complete, pubic bone to pubic bone, she rested, her pussy walls molding to my cock. The look in her eyes told me that the little girl was gone. The foul-mouthed, bawdy woman was back.

"Fuck George, your cock feels so good. It's so fucking tight; I can feel it filling me." She did a couple kegels; I could feel the walls of her pussy rolling up the length of my cock.

Brit leaned forward putting her hands on my shoulders. Her blonde hair hung down brushing against my face as she rocked her hips, sliding her slick sex up and down. She leaned down for a kiss, never losing cadence. Her breasts compressed on my chest, her stiff nipples poking me.

She lifted herself slightly and stared so intently, I felt as though she was looking through me. It almost felt telepathic, our minds melded. "Feel my cunt? Feel it sucking on your cock?"

My cock twitched at her utterance. "Oh baby, I felt that. Your big cock likes my pussy, doesn't it? C'mon, you like my juicy cunt fucking your big, hot cock, don't you baby?"

Britt licked around my lips, nibbled at my nose before kissing me with a ferocity that triggered a tremor deep inside her. I grabbed her hips and bucked up hard, trying to reach an untested depth. She moaned in my mouth which only drove me to push deeper.

Recovering, Britt pushed back, brushing the hair out of her face. Slower, she pulled up, miraculously squeezed tighter and slowly dropped back down my length, testing the elasticity of the rubber. It was almost painful; so tight. "I wonder if my ass is this tight?" as she slowly stroked me a second time. My cock lurched at the thought.

"Oh, you like that idea, do you?" as she picked up the pace. I watched the concentration on her face as she clinched her muscles. She picked up the tempo even more, loosening some, but still the sensation was intense, even with the condom.

"Maybe one day, I'll let you fuck my virgin ass," driving harder. "Imagine how hot and tight my asshole will be."

I was almost at the end of my rope. I met her every thrust, slamming my hips up as she drove down.

"Oh, baby, I can feel your cock swelling in my hot snatch!..... Fuck me baby; gimme your cum, you fucker!" she grunted, pounding furiously.

My cock swelled to the point that my head hurt; I wasn't sure which would explore first. I reached up and grabbed a tit in each hand, and ran my thumbs over her rock-hard nipples.

I broke my silence and gave her a bit of her own verbal medicine. "You want my cum babe? You wanna feel me pump my seed into that hot snatch of yours?"

Britt's eyes were now that familiar shade of black that signaled there was no turning back. I pulled her to me, driving my tongue in her mouth as we rutted until my cock swelled and spewed load after load. Britt screamed in my mouth, her body shaking.

We lay locked together for a quite awhile. I could feel her juices, my juices, our juices; running down my balls and surely pooling on the mattress. I tried to find the edge of the sheets to cover us, but gave up. Running my hands up and down her shivering body would have to suffice.

Holding her tight, she sniffled and I sensed she was crying. Moving my head to look at her, I saw tears running down her cheeks. Immediately concerned I asked," Are you okay, baby? What's the matter?" My mind was spinning; did I hurt her? Was it something I said?

Britt read my face and snuffed and wiped her eyes on the pillow case. "No you big doufus. Nothing's wrong. Everything's right...... I'm scared, everything is so right," as she teared up again.

I hugged her tight and managed to find a corner of the sheet and pull it over us. My little kitten drifted back to sleep, her comforting purring resumed.

I however didn't get anymore sleep. My mind played out the last three days. From my perspective, it had been a blur and I did find myself developing feelings for her, but who wouldn't. I don't think I could define exactly what those feelings meant, but there was something there other than just lust. In the end, I decided that I would just have to tread lightly and let Britt take the lead. God knows the girl is a self starter. According to our first meeting, she had been watching me for quite awhile before we met. If our roles were reversed, and it had been me that was stalking her, I'm not sure we'd be lying in bed, my cock still lovingly captured in her sweet pussy.