“Well… if you let me go… I won’t tell your superior officer about that thing poking me down there.”
Oh. She felt that, did she? I felt it, too.
“Maggie, that’s just a natural reaction when I wrestle in the mud with girls. It happens a lot. It’s nothing personal.”
“Nothing personal, huh?” She shifted her position and wrapped her legs around mine. “What about now, is this personal?”
It’s all just fun and games until the hard cock appears.
I released her hands, then slowly got up and helped her up. My cock strained the limits of my boxers while. her nipples threatened to tear a hole in her wet T-shirt. Both of us covered in mud like this, we couldn’t even carry my clean clothes back to the greens keepers shed. We walked to the creek so we could try and get our hands clean at least. We strolled back to the shed, leaving the tractor and the mower high and dry on the sixth fairway.
Neither of us talked on the way back. My mind raced with thoughts of Maggie, thoughts of my pregnant wife and my baby girl. I had promised Jeanine I would never hurt her, and I should stop this nonsense now before it went any further. This could just be a happy little flirtation I had once. Yes! Nothing to worry about, I’m still a good husband.
“There’s a hose over here, I think we both need it. Sorry we don’t have a shower.”
She held the water over my head as I scrubbed and scrubbed to get the now drying mud off. Maggie had to get my back. Her fingernails felt good as they scrubbed my skin, finally free of mud.
She surprised me when her hand slipped under my boxers to rub my ass. I assisted her by just pulling them all the way down. She expertly rubbed and cleaned me everywhere.
“I guess you Navy guys do have privates, after all.”
Totally clean now, I unzipped her coveralls fully and helped her out of them. Taking the hose from her, I repeated her process of holding the hose on her and helping her get clean. Except I helped clean her front, too. Her medium-sized breasts seemed very dirty and I needed to rub them a lot. Her panties just hindered our cleaning efforts so we removed them.
I had never been with a redhead like this before. Her lightly freckled skin was set off by her beautiful fiery but sparse pubic hair. That section had some mud on it, so I thoroughly worked that area over and over. To get her clean, of course.
She gasped as my finger slipped inside her sex, she leaned forward a little and held on to my shoulders as the water continued to cascade over both of us. She looked into my eyes while she moved her hips back and forth slightly in response to my finger. Well, now two fingers. And… three…
I dropped the hose.
I kissed her soft lips gently, and she came right there in the waning sun. I pulled her close to me, keeping my hand where it was. She came quietly as we kissed, just little gasps into my mouth. I pressed harder, fully grasping her mons and clit in the palm of my hand. I kissed her harder and she came again, this time moaning loudly.
She squirmed away from my hand. “Too sensitive,” she told me. “You better call your hotel. Tell ‘em you got a ride back.”
Yeah, I forgot about that. My hard cock and I walked back to the pro shop and I caught the super just as he was about to leave the hotel to pick me up. I hung up the phone and looked out the window to gather my thoughts. I was going to cheat on my wife in about two minutes. I could still change my mind. This isn’t the person I want to be, a cheater. I married Jeanine because I loved her, I do love her, she’s a great woman and we could be happy for the rest of my life. As long as I don’t do something stupid. All I have done so far is kiss a girl. Well, and some, uh, light fingering, but that’s all something that can be swept under the rug.
Yep, my conscious was clear. I’ll just get my clothes and go back to the hotel… oh i just cancelled my ride. Shit. Well I’ll get dressed anyway, come back and maybe get a taxi for some dinner or something.
Flaccid now, I came back around the shed to find Maggie kneeling on an old lounge chair. Her face and arms were pressed into the matting and her hind quarters stuck straight up into the air. I had never seen such a lascivious display. My cock grew, stretching the skin tight.
Fuck it.
I pawed at her ass while I got behind her. My cock, a raging steely monster at this point, poked inside her sex so easily. My wife had never bent over like this, I was amazed how ‘open’ Maggie got. Pressing my cock in more and more, feeling her grip me, well lust just washed over me. She moaned as I plunged in deeper, sinking my shaft as far as it would go until I hit “bottom.”
She jerked as I hit her cervix or something. I stopped for a second but she claimed, “It’s fine! Don’t stop. A little pain is fine.”
I worried that maybe I should have gone slower at first but she was so wet I couldn’t help it. She wiggled her ass, which I took as encouragement. Pulling out and then pushing back in deep, slow, strokes produced an almost constant moan from Maggie. I squeezed her bottom cheeks which produced a different moan. She turned her head and looked back at me.
“Fuck me harder, Lieutenant.”
I got on the lounge chair with her and properly mounted her, driving my full weight into her tipped-up behind. Both of us panting hard by now, we scooted the lounge chair across the concrete a couple inches each time I slammed into her. I knew I couldn’t last much longer, plus we would literally hit a wall in about a minute.
“I’m… almost there, Mags.”
“Finish… unh… in my mouth.”
Just then the freight train began to arrive, I pulled out and scurried up to her head. She grabbed my cock in her hand and engulfed my cock head as she stroked the shaft with her hand. I lost everything and grunted loudly as I emptied myself into her mouth. She swallowed my hot sperm as I pumped jet after jet into her mouth. She continued to suck so she could get every drop.
Spent, I slumped down with her on the lounge chair, kissing her hard and squeezing her tight. After a few moments I realized she hadn’t cum from our sex, just from my hand earlier.
“How you doin’ down there?” I inquired of her lower parts.
“Mmmmm I’m wonderful, Lieutenant. I won’t call you trainee anymore.” We both laughed a little.
“I think you have one more of those, uh, you know…”
“Orgasms?”
“Yeah, organisms. Let me go check and see if you have any left.”
I crawled down her past her breasts, saying hello for a few moments before I got to her crotch. I had never been with a redhead before and I wanted to see her close-up.
Her dainty pubic hair tickled me as I rubbed my nose in it. Firecrotch, indeed! Her pale skin changed color to a deeper red as I got to her lips, puffy from just a few minutes ago. I ran my tongue over them, eliciting a deep moan from Maggie. She tasted so clean and even sweet, sort of like a nectarine. I pushed her legs apart farther and licked up and down her blossoming flower. I stayed clear of her little bud as I wanted to tease and explore her first. I felt her wet fire as I pushed my tongue inside her tunnel. I had to swallow several times to keep up with her juice flow. My thumb went lower and played with her little bottom.