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This story is a sequel to my 'Minding Matty' story published in the Gay Adult/Youth category.
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Life Gets Better (Chapter 3)
By Peter King
Work again demanded our attention over the next couple of weeks and Clare and I couldn't spend time together. Then, one Monday, Clare told me that Matty would be staying with friends the following weekend and that, if I fancied it, we could spend some time together. I happily accepted the invitation.
The week passed quickly and in no time at all, I found myself standing outside Clare's front door ringing the bell.
Clare opened the door and I went in. She closed the door behind me and threw her arms round my neck and hugged me, her body pressed against mine. I wrapped my arms round her and we stood in the hall, kissing and cuddling.
She slipped one hand between us and felt me through my trousers -- I was already at half mast and the touch of Clare's hand brought me to full hardness. I felt her bum and pulled her tighter against me.
We groped each other for a while and then Clare released her grip, stood back and with a smile, asked if I wanted some coffee. We went into the kitchen and while she made the coffee, Clare described another sleepover that Matty had had with a different friend and how they'd practised their 69 technique.
As we drank our coffee, Clare asked me whether I'd ever tried watersports.
"You mean the sexy sort, I presume" I queried.
"Yes" she replied.
"To be honest, I've wondered about it but have never actually tried it" I told her.
"Do you fancy trying it with me?" Clare asked.
"Why not?" I replied with a smile.
Clare finished her coffee and I downed the last mouthful of mine. She came round to where I was perched on a stool and started to undo the buttons of my shirt. I stood up and she finished removing my shirt, then she undid my trousers and pulled them and my boxers down. I kicked off my shoes and removed my socks. I stood naked in front of Clare, my cock growing and hardening. I reached out to Clare but she shook her head. She grasped my cock and, using it as a handle, pulled me after her out of the kitchen, up the stairs and into her bathroom with the large walk-in shower.
She told me to lie down on the floor of the shower and I did, wincing slightly at the cold shower base.
Clare pulled her dress over her head and dropped it on the side of the bath. She was naked and she stood there for a moment, looking at me prone with my cock still rock hard. Then she came into the shower and stood over me, one leg either side of my body. She concentrated for a moment and then started to pee.
The first drops landed on my cock and she lingered for a moment, soaking my groin with the warm yellow liquid. Then she bent her knees, moving her body forwards and downwards and, as she did, the stream moved up my chest, and she ended up kneeling with the flow landing on my chin and my lips. I opened my mouth and tasted the salty, acrid liquid that streamed out of her.
Clare watched my face as her pee splashed over me. I looked at her face and then back to where the yellow liquid flowed out of her, from a spot between her clit and her vagina. The last trickles of pee were aimed at my mouth and then Clare slid backwards and she lowered her mouth to mine and kissed me, her tongue deep into my mouth, sharing the taste of her gift to me.
We hugged for a short while, lying there in the shower, both of us wet and smelly. After a couple of minutes, Clare raised herself and told me to stand up. She then kneeled in front of me and looked expectantly at my cock. It had slightly deflated and I pointed it at Clare's face. She opened her mouth and, as I started to pee, she leaned forwards to take the stream between her lips and into her mouth. She was looking at my cock and I looked down at her face. I adjusted my aim and splashed her head, her hair, her ears, her shoulders. The liquid ran down her body soaking her. As my flow diminished, she again leaned forward, took the end of my cock into her mouth and closed her lips around it. She drank and swallowed the last drops.
I pulled her up and we hugged and kissed, this time sharing my taste. I pushed her back until she was standing against the shower wall, pulled up one of her legs, and slightly bending my knees, positioned my cock between the folds of her cunt. I pushed upwards sharply and impaled her. She gasped as I entered her and wrapped her arms round me. I paused for a short while and then slowly started to fuck her, withdrawing my erection almost completely and then thrusting back inside her. She started to moan and and I speeded up my assault. We came at the same moment. My cum shot up into her and she cried out as her vagina contracted sharply, squeezing my cock and bringing her to a state of ecstasy.
We stood there as our climaxes diminished. I released Clare's leg and my cock slipped out of her. She looked at me.
"I want you to lick me clean" she said.
I kneeled in front of her and she raised one leg, resting it on my shoulder. I licked her vulva, tasting the heady blend of pee and cum. My tongue found her clit, still engorged, and I washed it clean. Then I addressed her vagina, pushing my tongue in as far as I could. Clare's hands held my head and she crushed me against her as she came again in response to the stimulation, crying out with pleasure.
We stayed like that for a while and then Clare released my head and reaching behind her, turned on the shower. The water poured over us, washing us clean. We each soaped and washed the other, paying special attention to the genitals and all the other sensitive parts of our bodies.
Clare smiled at me as we dried ourselves.
"What do you think of watersports?" she asked.
"Doing it with you was amazing" I replied "I really enjoyed it".
"You were great too" Clare said "I loved it that you licked and tongued me, also that you let me pee in your mouth. It's so kinky and such a turn-on".
"I loved watching your pee come out of your cunt and splashing all over me. I never knew it would be so erotic" I responded.
We both sighed deeply.
I thought how strange life was. I'd started out as a heterosexual, got married to a woman, divorced, found that I enjoyed men's bodies and believed that I was 100% gay. Now Clare had brought out the bi-sexual in me and I found that I could enjoy a woman's body as much as that of a man or boy and perhaps even more.
"I don't think I've had as much fun in ages and maybe ever" Clare declared. "I find it so sexy to have watched you with Matty and also to have fucked together and to have done all these other things with you.".
"What else turns you on?" I asked her.
Clare thought about it for a moment "Would you prefer that I tell you or should I keep it to myself and tell you one thing at a time when we meet?".
"Yes, let's do that" I agreed "the excitement of the unexpected is probably better than knowing what we'll do in advance".