Chapter 81

When I released her breast from my mouth she said, "Sometimes when I breast fed my girls I felt guilty because I had little orgasms from their sucking. I was sad when I needed to wean them."

"You don't need to wean me."

Finishing the meal took a bit longer because I kept dropping things. Crystal didn't complain. The very last bite of chicken dropped from her chopsticks into my lap. Before I could even respond she was on her knees with the chicken and my cock in her mouth.

She sucked hard enough and long enough to get the chicken I ate a week before. But, what she actually got was a mouth full of cum. She stood up, smiling and said, "Kiss?"

We kissed and shared the chicken sauce and my sauce. Clean up was easy. We threw all the containers away.

We sat in the hot tub and touched for a long time. Occasionally I would lean over and spend a minute or more kissing, sucking and pulling on her breasts. In return she never let go of my cock or balls.

When I was feeling pretty warm from the hot water I sat up on the edge of the fiberglass tub and Crystal asked, "May I suck on your balls?"

"Sure. Did you think you needed to ask?"

She positioned herself between my knees and held my cock and balls in her hands. She looked at my face.

"If John was here I wouldn't need to ask. The answer would be no."

"If it won't leave a lasting mark or a scar the odds are I'll say sure, do it. Part of being lovers is exploring boundaries and seeing what feels good, today."

'I think I may have married the wrong man."

I smiled but didn't speak.

I loved how it looked to have my hard cock along her face and one of my balls filling her mouth. She looked up at me with her eyes full of joy and lust. At that moment she was mine. We were still in the first weekend!

When we went to bed we slept, spooned and touching. I woke up and Crystal was asleep, and her hand was holding my balls. I watched her sleep and thought my thoughts about who she was and what she did to me and who she appeared to be now. Part of me had loved her since we were fifteen. I had hated Asshole Walter since we were seventeen but I hadn't known she was in on the plan until recently.

Out of bed I went to the bathroom and started to pee. Suddenly a hand came around me and held my cock. Because someone didn't know how to aim she sprayed the toilet, the floor near the toilet and the wall near the toilet. I turned quickly and peed on her. Belly first and then she opened her arms and went to her knees in front of me. I peed all over her chest, belly, tits and watched as my pee dripped through her bush onto the bathroom rug.

I pinched off my stream and said, "Open your mouth."

She didn't hesitate. She opened and I released my stream into her mouth. I expected her to let it run out and down her body. When her mouth was full she closed her lips and quickly swallowed, then opened her mouth for more. I don't know how I ever held so much piss inside but she got it all either on her or in her.

At the end, when my flow was just a dribble she sucked my dick into her mouth and got every drop of what was left. Only then did she release me. I turned on the shower and tossed the rug unto the shower. I led Crystal under the torrent and joined her. We soaped and shampooed each other and went back to bed.

"Am I a bad woman?" She asked. She was spooned against my side, her right leg up over my hip, her right arm across my chest and her head on my chest just below my shoulder. My arm was along her back and my hand held her ass.

"No. Yes! I guess the answer has a lot to do with whatever bad means."

"I drank your piss. Is that bad?"

"I don't know. How was it when you were doing it?"

"I loved it! I'd never even wanted to do it before. It felt so intimate."

I didn't speak. I waited.

"I've never felt so safe, so free, before. It's like you don't have limits to how you love."

"I do. Trust me, I do have limits."

"I think I would let you do anything to me, with me. I know I would do whatever you asked me to do."

"Sure?"

"Yes. Just ask."

"Go take another shower. Shave your pussy."

She started to get up. I stopped her. "No. Get in the shower and use hot water. Get your bush soaked and then bring me the shaving gel, a towel and a razor. I will shave you just the way I want you shaved."

I watched as Crystal went into the bathroom and did as I asked. She brought just what I asked for and positioned herself spread out at the edge of the bed.

I used scissors to cut the hair short. My fingers worked the gel into her stubble and I let it set for a few moments. She watched, propped up on her elbows. I looked at her until she made eye contact.

"Lie flat. Don't watch. Watching is about worrying I might cut you. Lie back and feel the blade as it exposes your most intimate parts for your lover. Think about the gift you give both of us by spreading your legs and becoming smooth for us. Feel every touch."

She closed her eyes and spread her arms out to her sides. I touched the razor down near the bottom of her slit on the right side and drew it up one inch. I wiped it on the towel and took another stroke. Slowly, carefully I denuded one side of her pussy and then the other. My fingers probed her skin, assuring I got even the hairs I couldn't see.

"You are doing very well. Now raise your legs and hold them close to your chest."

As her legs came up she moaned and said, "You're going to shave my ass."

"Yes, I am. Not a hair from your waist down."

My fingers applied more gel and worked it all around her ass hole. There were few hairs at all but this was more about surrender than hair removal.