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207 A young Soldier returns207 A young Soldier returns Day 3The lad appeared at the breakfast table, where his mother sat in the green silk set he had given her. she had the paper and a cup of tea and was waiting his arrival.He poured tea for himself then took his place while she finished the piece she was reading. The last evening had been a little odd, it had been one of normality, a rather pointed normality, no one mentioned sex, in fact it was the one subject that they never touched on, they all knew it had happened, but no single word of the occurrence had passed between any one of the three.He looked at her the unspoken question asked. She said that “Sam had had her hard and fast, still dressed just as he had seen, that his dad was on his ‘sticky wicket’ and it had spurred him on, given him a strength and virility that he had not used on her for the past year or more. She said she had apologised for not being more tactful, by being still in a ‘just had’ condition, but his answer was that “they all knew the score so let`s not go there, but it proves he can do it and by the state of you, do it well!” He seemed to revel in the use of her used body, and had had her twice before the meal! She changed the subject, asking “where they were going that evening”, he grinned and said “swimming, and it`s my special treat” but would not say more, buttering some bread and slamming home-made marmalade on the slices. During the afternoon, at his behest they drank more heavily than usual, and to her disgust he refused her sex all day, cuddling with her, running his hands over her, kissing her, touching her, till she was practically begging him to have her, but still to no avail as resolutely he refused. It began to rain about 4 and his father when he arrived was soaked through, he changed and was ready at six when his taxi arrived, and a word with the driver had him delivering the older man then taking the two ‘swimmers’ to the old pool. The old owner was awaiting them his eyes running over the woman like he wanted her for himself. This was when she said she “needed to pee,” and the old boy was about to point out the way to the toilet, when her beloved son refused her, to the old chap`s surprise, and mother`s blushes, saying she would understand soon.The pool had a young-swimmers class still in, but it had just finished, the owner said they would soon be gone, which proved true, in less than half an hour they were all gone, the last trailing away as he handed over iskenderun escort the keys, explaining where the light switches where, he set the underwater lights, turned out all the rest, bar the shower room, wished them fun and enjoyment, muttered it was “in the fridge” and gave them his address to drop off the keys after. They locked the door behind him, then he led her to the changing rooms, here he had her remove her clothes completely, saying that “the place was theirs till midnight, nobody could see in and he wanted her to be able to skinny dip too her hearts content, to enjoy swimming naked with him, and to enjoy any of the fantasies she had revealed, it was his special present for letting him share her body, as she was his special fantasy.She stripped off the clothes she was wearing, in the tiny changing stall, he, doing the same in the next one, then taking her hand, though by now she was struggling to keep her overfull bladder from dribbling during the few paces to the shower. Their lips locked together, her hands finding his tool, his dipping into her damp sex, tonight they were both teenagers once again, the shower water warm and comforting, the sound of running water the last straw, her hot stream as she kissed him, hitting his legs. Quickly he knelt, his own special tribute to her, his lips kissing at the springs source. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation, he smiled opening his mouth to take her warm stream into his body, the effect of her golden water on his tongue beyond his wildest dreams, another fantasy fulfilled.Her stream died, he stood and kissed her, the taste on his lips, and his mouth still full to share this bounty with his partner. To them not the disgusting flavour some would expect, but nectar. She looked at him expectant that he would wish to empty his own bladder as well, but to her surprise he took her hand and led her to the pool.The place had seen better days, known as the rock pool, due to the imitation rocks to dive from, creepers on the walls, it had once been a Victorian gem, now it was nearing its end, but tonight it was their own magic grotto. It was cool, quiet, silent even, the surface smooth, lit beautifully, enhancing the jewelled effect of the glittering water, their water. The old ballroom outside a dark silent and empty witness to their joy. The pool struck warm after the cooler air above the water, they stepped down the stairs hardly wishing to disturb the flat surface, they stood escort iskenderun for a second or two, hand in hand savouring the peace of this private moment, then together they began to swim, gently, slowly and quietly towards the deep end. For ten long minutes they swam, savouring the peace and the privacy, and the effect of the freedom on unclothed flesh the water on caressing parts normally untouched. Then with his feet flat on the bottom and water to their necks he stood, her arms round his neck, kissing each other once again, her breasts more of neutral weight in the water, took on a rubbery effect, that felt so different to his soft touch, more tender, the nipples like stiff nubs between his fingers. She whispered that “he must fuck her and fuck her now!” The first words she had really spoken since the changing room, not his own dear mother`s normal vocabulary but that of his whore, his woman, his receptacle his lover…with no more ado he slipped himself up into her body, it was different, water lubricated not her own pre-sex oils, a strange feeling, a warm welcoming grip round his stiff member in this cool wet environment, so much so that he told her to not use her muscles but to just enjoy the effect of their union.They clung to one another the pool falling silent as if they were suspended in some space film, in another universe! The moment was special, not a movement, not a ripple making tiny changes to the surface just their breathing proving they were alive. He waited, knowing of his party trick, silently straining internally. The first dribbles of his hot golden water began to invade her guts, her eyes widened, her face shocked, nearly stiff he could piss, it was not something that had ever happened to her before, the effect was amazing, her belly began to absorb the over- full bladder of her lover, swelling, stretching her, the effect scalding even, a contrast to the heat of the surrounding water. He by now was grinning like a Cheshire cat, surprised at her amazement, revelling in her joy, her eyes closing with the joy of the fantasy. her fingers gripping his shoulders as her first climax in the pool, massively it overtook her, her head flopped onto his shoulder, breath hot and heavy, gasping even.His right-hand gripped and clung to the rail, his left supporting her waist, his bladder now empty, he slid his tool from her body, releasing the pressure allowing her belly to empty like a released balloon, she groaned, and began iskenderun escort bayan to chew at his neck, he turned her, her back now against the cold tiled wall, his tool stiffening once more, as he replaced it into her now empty sex. He began to ride her, short hard strokes, waves began to radiate from them splashing and slopping, echoing round the empty pool-room as she began to jig with him, eyes rolling, body wrapping itself round him, trapped between this love machine and the pool side, urgent struggling jerks, as long seconds past, then together they orgasmed once again, for her, her climax if anything more gigantic than the first. She was his, this boy, this man, her man, body and soul, she was his slave, he could at that moment in time, have done any mortal thing to her body he wished, and she would have willingly given even her beating heart if he had so asked.They dragged themselves to the steps, here they sat together, regaining their senses, neither having the energy to move for some long moments.They kissed once more, then he fetched the small pick-nick basket from the fridge were the owner had left it, he poured the champagne, then they sat feet dangling as they sat and nibbled at biscuits, tippling at the flutes of bubbles. They laughed, downed the drink once more topping up their bladders again though they knew they had done that fantasy, they swam, enjoying the freedom, time passing as they just enjoyed one another, and the quiet pool, by touch, by kisses, and caresses, till finally time began to beat them, this dream world was coming to its end. They showered, then dried one another before dressing, she without her knickers, leaving them for the randy old owner with the empty bottle. Together they climbed to the highest rock and then holding him in a ritualistic final act, he drained himself in a final hosing into their water. After he finished she squatted for him as she had while camping all those years ago, her skirt held high on her legs draining herself onto the flat brown rock, the stream twinkling in the light, droplets Finally falling into the pool noisily.They turned sadly away, rang for a taxi on the pool phone and with much regret they turned out the lights locking the door and waiting silently on the dark porch, the rain beating on the old building, knowing that for them this marvellous evening could never be repeated. On route, the keys soon fell through the owner`s letterbox, the token end to their evening, before the taxi dropped them at home and they returned to the realities of life. Sam having arrived home first, greeting them with hot coffee and her eyes twinkling as she told him what a fine swim they had enjoyed, she then kissed John, before taking themselves off to their beds.
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