Mature The Ya Ya Dildohood

April, who was another woman we both knew and who dropped by occasionally for a visit had decided to drop by on this particular day. When she came to the door, she heard what were the obvious sounds of pleasure coming from inside, and as her curiosity was now tweaked, she went around back, entering through the back door since she knew where the key was that I left there in case of emergency's. When April came into the house, and saw what Gladys and I were doing, she got so excited that she stripped off all her clothing, and simply walked into the front room just as naked as we were. And so, that's how April, the third person in our group joined us."

My hand had already gone back to slowly stroking my cock, but I was well aware of what I was doing at this point, and allowed myself to continue, heeding all the while Maggie's admonition not to let myself cum.

Shirley was still touching herself, though at least she had scooted her chair away from the table allowing me a much better view of her thick coarse matted covering, which she held open with one hand all the while teasing and stimulating her clit with the other.

Even Maggie was becoming aroused, though perhaps not by the story she was telling so much as in the way she kept looking back and forth between Shirley and I. Maggie, as agile as a teenager, simply jumped up onto the kitchen counter sitting down, spreading her legs invitingly and began caressing her self as she picked up the story.

"Aprils one of the few of us still married, and her husband has no idea that we get together and do this of course. It's not even something he'd find exciting, or want to know or hear about. In fact, he'd probably find us all decadent and try and find some way to have us all arrested. And it was perhaps for that very reason alone that April found herself wanting to join Gladys and I as often as possible. She had no sex-life at home to speak of, and what she did have was far less than satisfying to say the least! The only bad thing about April is...she has a big mouth and is prone to gossip. Of course, she knew the ramifications of telling anyone else about our now weekly little get-togethers, but she was dying to tell someone. And so...as she trusted and shared secrets with her sister-in-law anyway, she finally took Shirley here aside one evening and told her. The next thing I knew, April called and informed me, rather than asking me if it was OK if she brought along another woman.

We suddenly started talking about who was bringing what, and whose house was available for the next meeting. The next thing I knew, we were calling it the Ya-Ya Dildohood, with a slightly naughty twist. And that was, you now had a bunch of women who were getting together every Saturday morning to have a cup of coffee and spend time masturbating one another, or themselves."

It didn't take a mathematician to know that there were still a couple of ladies that hadn't been accounted for yet, but before Maggie continued on with the story, she suddenly jumped down off of the counter and moved over to the table pulling her chair out.

"Ok. I think it's time you sat down now," she said.

I wondered momentarily if she was just getting to the good part, which in a way...she was, though not quite in the manner which I expected.

"This is even making me horny!" she exclaimed, promptly pressing her breast against my face after I had taken my seat.

"Suck on this while I continue," she directed.

Being the kind of individual that I am, I happily accommodated her wishes. Sucking those velvety tits of Maggie's, as well as fondling and caressing all that magnificent tit flesh she displayed was heavenly, especially as she spoke.

"Janice, who's the youngest of us all at thirty-three was the next woman to join our merry little group. We'd been meeting most of the time here at my place as it was the most convenient, and most centrally located. From time to time however, we occasionally met at one of the other women's homes more for a change of pace and scenery, than for anything else. So it was that Janice, April's next-door neighbor happened upon us when she saw the lot of us converging together on that particular Saturday morning. April felt like she couldn't very well turn her away without hurting her feelings, and so we did invite her in for cake and coffee, but it was beginning to look like that's all we were going to have time for."

"Until," Shirley said interrupting Maggie. "That YOU decided to hell with this, and pulled the dildo that you'd brought along with you from out of your purse and set it down right in the middle of the coffee table. I thought for a moment that April was going to faint dead away, but it was even more amusing to see the look on Janice's face when she looked you square in the eye and asked you what it was. I haven't laughed so hard before in all my life. Especially, when you looked straight at her with all seriousness and said: "Would you like me to show you? And the funny part was, you did!"

"Somehow that doesn't exactly surprise me." I said with a mouthful of tit.

"Shut up and keep sucking."

"What about me?" Shirley asked with a pouty tone in her voice. "I wouldn't mind feeling some of that!"

Maggie pushed me away allowing Shirley to take her place. I immediately latched onto one of Shirley's nice taut little tit-thumbs, which is about the only I could describe them. Though I certainly don't have THAT much experience to go by, I'd certainly jerked off to a number of boob-books to know that I've never in all my life seen a woman with nipple's as large as Shirley's were.

"Anyway, before I was so rudely interrupted," Maggie gave Shirley a double dose of disdain, one for butting in on her story, and two, for butting in on the tit licking I'd been giving her. Shirley on the other hand merely groaned softly with her eyes closed as my lips encircled her flesh and began to gently chew and suck on her.

"Go on Maggie," Shirley urged. "Even though I know the whole story, hearing you tell it is getting exciting!"

I had to agree with her on that, though mouthing Shirley's boobs might have had something to do with that.

Maggie continued, "Janice had suddenly become the fifth member of our little soiree, and through her of course, invited of all people, her own sister in law Joanne, a few weeks later. And so now we were six. That's how we came together as a group Richard, but what you don't know of course, is that as fun as all this has been for each and every one of us, it still lacks a little savoir-faire. Particularly when it comes to maintaining the level of excitement that each of us was seeking in the first place."

"And that's where hopefully you come in," Shirley said once again butting in.

Though I had been listening to every word of Maggie's story, that last part flew right over the top of my head.

"And so, the two of you are looking for just a little more than sitting around watching a bunch of other women fucking themselves with toys right?"

You could have heard a pin drop.

I realized almost immediately my mistake, beginning to stammer out an apology. "That's not exactly the way I meant for that to come out," I said with the sincerest tone to my voice that I could possibly express.

"I hope not!" Maggie said with just the slightest edge of iciness to her voice as she glared towards me. "In the first place, if you WERE spying on us through your binoculars, you'd know that we ALWAYS have a wonderful time. Seeing one another pleasuring our selves, and occasionally each other is one of the most erotic, sensual experiences imaginable. Something that NEVER gets tiresome, or boring to either do or witness!" She added almost heatedly.

Even Shirley had stepped away from me and was now staring down at me as though threatening to put away my toys.

"It's during these little get-togethers that each and every one of us shares a fantasy, or some sexual desire, or even a recent erotic experience that we've had, much for the benefit and enjoyment of every woman in the group."

Shirley was about to open her mouth once again but with a look from Maggie, immediately closed her mouth without muttering a word.

"You dear boy, were MY contribution to this mornings sharing."

At that, it was now my turn to become a little angry and I even stood up in abject defiance of my cockstitutional rights.

"Oh do sit down Richard!" Maggie said glaring at me. "Especially before you lose that beautiful hard-on!"

There's one thing to be said about Maggie, she could tear you down, and build you back up just as quickly in the blink of an eye.

"I didn't say a word about who you are, or where you live. Only that I have someone who comes around from time to time to fix things for me. I never even mentioned to anyone that you painted the fence as they might have put two and two together!"

Suddenly I felt a little foolish, and more than a little embarrassed at my actions, but I knew all was forgiven when Maggie came over and sat down on my lap, immediately proceeding to bring me back to full attention with her hand.

"Now then, what I was hoping for, was that you might be willing to sort of join our little group on Saturday's. You know, just a little added dimension to our pleasures. Some of the women probably won't even touch you because they're married. And that's ok. But I think watching you playing with yourself, or one of the other women who aren't as morally encumbered as some of us, might enjoy doing things with you. So as I was saying, adding you to our little group would be just the ticket, and the added spice we've been looking for. Now, what do you say to that?" she asked me.

By way of an answer, I looked directly into her eyes. "Could you wait until I have ALL my curtains up before we have it at my place?" I asked.

Both she and Shirley broke out into a boisterous laughter that filled the room. So much so that Maggie immediately had to excuse her self to go and take a pee before she did it right there and then in her kitchen.

Not to be left out, Shirley walked over taking over from where Maggie had left off. Grasping my now steely-hard penis in her hand, she began pumping it up and down expertly, telling me as she did that she was obviously very knowledgeable when it came to me, as even my ex-wife couldn't jack me off the way I liked doing it.

"I'm glad you decided to join our little group," she told me. "We even voted on it before breaking up today, just to make sure that no one had any reasonable objections. And I don't mind telling you, after Maggie told us about last night; you were the topic of conversation and fantasy for every woman there today, including myself. So if that means anything to you...think about it. All those orgasms we had today were in some part brought about by you. And you weren't even there to see it really. Which reminds me, just exactly how much DID you see anyway?"

I told her how I hadn't seen all that much really, but that I HAD seen her lying on her back shoving a rather large looking dildo into her pussy as she laid there. But that no, I hadn't watched her climax, nor really seen anyone else do so either.

"Would you like to see us do that now?" Maggie asked returning from the bathroom.

My smile must have gone from ear to ear.

Pulling me by the prick into the bedroom, I cheerfully followed Shirley who just as gleefully followed Maggie back into her room.

"I hope you don't mind Richard, but I told Shirley just how good a pussy eater you really are, and she made me promise to let you eat her first, if you want to of course. Oh, which reminds me, that's one of the rules we ALL follow. If you don't want to do something, then you don't have to. The motto we all follow is plain and simply, 'No thank you' if its something you're not interested in, or uncomfortable doing. No explanations, no apologies, no anything. These are words we all live by and respect. If you do join our little group, the very same rules will apply for you as well. No hurt feelings ok?"

Even though Maggie had given me an out if I wanted it, just seeing the expectant worried look on Shirley's face that I might actually say no was heart-wrenching. I had no intention of saying no in the first place, and immediately set her mind at ease.

With my hands, I indicated to Shirley as I gently pushed her back onto the bed that I had every intention of going down on her. Maggie wasn't about to be left out of any of this however, making Shirley and I adjust slightly so that I was lying on my side, munching on Shirley's extremely wet pussy while she in turn curled up on her side, busily sucking away at me.

I'm fairly certain there is absolutely no correlation to the size of a woman's clit to the size of her nipples. But in Shirley's case, I would have to make the exception. I really hadn't seen her pussy quite this close and personal as yet even though she'd been fingering herself off and on in front of me the whole time I had been there. Her clitoris was large enough that she could have jacked it off in much the same way a man did if she really wanted to, which is perhaps why she was so damn good at it when playing with me. Even before my tongue snaked out to give it the first few tentative flicks that I hoped would begin to drive her wild, I had to place the fingers of my hand about it in such a way that I actually was stroking it like a miniature cock, just to see what her reaction would be like.

"You like my big swollen clit huh?"

"Fucking amazing," I responded back to her.

"Shirley's got the biggest clit in the entire group," Maggie jumped in adding. "Followed by Joanne's, then Gladys, Aprils...mine, and last but not least Janice's."

"You've actually compared clits?" I said still lying between Shirley's legs.

"Sure, didn't you compare dicks with the other boys whenever you got a chance to?" Maggie asked me.

"Well yes, but not quite the same way you obviously have. Most of the guys I've ever seen weren't exactly sporting erections. And as you well know, seeing a guys cock soft isn't exactly an indication of how truly big he can be whenever he is hard."

"True," Shirley confirmed raising herself up on one elbow so she could watch what I was doing. "And I'm also reasonably sure that not many men our age sit around jerking off in front of one another either!" she added.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Maggie stated. I've seen adds for Masturbation Clubs popping up all over the country.

"You know, that really wouldn't be a bad idea, "Shirley stated seriously.

"You'd better hurry up and start eating her pussy Richard. Or the next thing you know she'll be recruiting other men to start joining our little group, and suddenly you won't be the center of attention anymore!"

I wasn't about to argue with that, or let Shirley start wondering about what it might be like to have other men join us. I even had to laugh at myself. Here I was already feeling apart of this strange little 'Ya-Ya Dildohood' as Maggie had called it, and I hadn't even attended one of the meetings yet!

It was at that point that I felt Maggie's lips surround my prick and begin giving it what could only be described as the best damn blowjob of my life. In turn, I felt it only appropriate to ensure that I lived up to whatever the hell it was that Maggie had told Shirley about me. Even so, sucking that incredibly large clitoris was an interesting experience. I'd tried sucking my own cock when I was a kid just to see if I could do it. And though I'd never ever accomplished that particular feat, sucking Shirley's clit the way I was now, sort of reminded me of that.

"Oh Gawd he's good Maggie!" Shirley wailed as I began to rapidly flick my tongue up and down the smooth slippery surface of her clit.

"Didn't I tell you he was?" Maggie responded with a mouthful of dick.

In a strange sort of way, it was interesting as the two women continued to banter back and forth with one another, almost as though I wasn't even there. But the whole time they did, Maggie kept my cock in her mouth, whenever she wasn't just licking it, which intensified the whole experience as she so wonderfully sucked my prick.

"Do that twirly-suck thing to her that you did to me," Maggie spoke up just before swallowing half my prick down her throat.

So I did, almost immediately feeling Shirley come up off of the bed. I hadn't realized just how close she must have been to having an orgasm. Maybe with all the previous foreplay and excitement perhaps which had added to everything, but in the next instant it was almost physically impossible to stay with her as she literally launched herself into the air and let out the deepest sounding moan-groan I'd ever heard from a woman. On par with Maggie's wail of pleasure perhaps, but in a totally different way.

"There she blows!" Maggie said laughing, finally removing my cock from her mouth for the first time so she could sit up and watch her friend.

"Richard! Stick your fingers in her pussy and shove them in as far as you can! Hold them there!" Maggie directed me.

I did. Shirley kept cumming and cumming and cumming some more. One hard felt orgasm, right after the other. All I could do was hold on for dear life with my fingers impaled as deeply into her as I could get them. Shirley simply humped herself against my hand after that, exploding so many times that I actually lost count.

When she finally did come back from wherever the hell it was she had gone, Maggie was already straddling herself over my cock, sliding that equally wet pussy of hers down my more than ready to go, hard surging no-batteries required, fuck toy.

I loved being on the bottom for several reasons. One, I was able to relax a little which also helped me with my control. Two, I had an unobstructed view of Maggie's tits, able play with them at will. Something she loved me doing anyway.

"Pinch the fuck out of them!" Maggie screamed at me.

Once again, I was more than happy to oblige. The feel of Maggie's tight went cunt was a sensation in and of itself. But pulling and twisting her nipples while she slid that sweet succulent pussy of hers up and down my prick was like turning up the volume on the old pleasure control.

Being able to caress and knead her breasts, pull and tug on her nipples while she fucked me was driving me nearly insane. Added to that, Shirley had finally come around, and though I couldn't see her very clearly as she was sitting somewhere behind us, the feel of her small delicate hands suddenly exploring, teasing my balls and asshole was a pleasant surprise.

"Don't you dare make him fucking cum too soon!" Maggie warned off her friend. "I know what you're doing back there, and if you so much as touch his prostate, he's bound to blow off the head of his cock!"

Shirley was of course doing just that, and the feel of her slim finger invading my asshole while my dick was buried in the hottest fuck-furnace I'd ever known was starting to have its affect on me. My tight balls were another indication of how close I was getting, with Shirley cupping and fondling them with her free hand while finger-fucking my ass with the other.

I was on the verge of throwing in the towel anyway when Maggie suddenly tensed up above me, beginning to thrash about wildly. Her pussy-dam burst at that point, sending torrents of that amazing wall of cum-cream to come bursting forth down through her cunt, once again spraying a milky-white thin coated flood of her juices that soaked both of us. Even as she continued to fuck herself wildly up and down on my prick.

In seconds we were drenched, and the deliciously juicy sounds of our almost squeaky-squishy coupling was adding a bizarre but highly erotic accompaniment to Shirley's vocal enthusiastic cheering from the sidelines.

"Fuck that pussy baby!" Shirley urged me on. "Cum in that pussy baby...come on, shoot that load inside that cunt baby!" Shirley kept calling out over and over.

And then Maggie added her own final plea, and that did it for me.

"Yes! PLEASE!" Maggie cried out drawing the word please until it simply became a part of her high-pitched scream of pleasure.

"Here...it...CUMS!" I screamed, exploding just as the word 'cums' left my mouth. Which only added to the multitude of vulgarities, obscene and delightful fuck sounds that the two of us were making as we both continued humping crazily upon the bed.

Now I have to tell you, I've had some pretty intense orgasms in my short twenty-three years, many of which could have blown my socks off. But I had never before felt any like this one. I don't know how, because it certainly isn't physically possible, but I not only felt each and every explosion of my climax, I felt like I could somehow see it too!

With the help of Shirley's hand milking my ball sack and her other finger teasingly massaging my prostate, I somehow crawled up inside Maggie's magnificent cunt, riding my own cock like a cowboy on a bucking bronco.

Each and every ejaculate seemed to send streamers, or actually thick-ribboned ropes of my hot sticky spunk to splatter against the red inflamed walls of Maggie's pussy. As I sat riding my cock, almost jerking myself off in a way deep inside her, I was able to see this eerie spectacle, watching as my prick continued to coat and bathe the insides of her cunt with thick pasty white sprays that looked like someone was trying to foam down the runway at the airport. Only in this case, the emergency was the crash landing of my cock inside of Maggie's pussy as we soared together in the sweetest explosion of pleasure and passion that I had ever known. I think I may have even passed out. In the next instant I was lying alone on the bed and realized that neither Maggie nor Shirley were anywhere's near me. It took me a second or two more to reorient myself. When I did, I first heard, and finally saw them on the floor. They were happily engaged in a very sensual and extremely erotic looking sixty-nine with one another. And from what I could now see and hear, it was evident that Shirley was dining on all those succulent fluids and juices that Maggie and I had made together.

Too tired and exhausted for the moment to do much more than lay on the bed watching them, I contented myself to simply do so until it was obvious that both women were once again nearing yet another orgasmic release.

Shortly after that, both women treated me to a dual, almost simultaneous orgasm. Watching in utter amazement as Maggie once again nearly drowned Shirley in the process. By the time they both fell apart, my cock was shocking the shit out of me by suddenly rising with renewed interest. I continued stroking my prick, still slippery, still coated with a myriad of fuck juice, and was stunned when I felt the first hint of my second climax quickly approaching.

Maggie looked up and simply smiled at me. "Do it!"

In the next instant, I was cumming, albeit not with quite so much force and volume of the last one. Even so, I managed to direct a couple of nicely placed squirts that fell over both women as they lay on their backs expectantly looking up, waiting on me. When I was done, I simply collapsed back onto the bed watching as Maggie and Shirley rubbed in the faint remnants of my last pleasure until all traces of my orgasm had been absorbed into their skin.

"Fuck!" I said. Exhausted beyond words, and satiated beyond anything I had ever thought possible.

"You can say that again," Shirley offered, glistening with sweat and perspiration that looked wonderfully wicked, and sensually delightful all at the same time.

"We stink," Maggie said with a giggle. Which was entirely fitting, as you could smell the mustiness of us all in the air.

"Yes, yes we do," I added. "And, I like it!"

Maggie continued to giggle while laying on the floor looking up at me. "Me too," she said softly. "Me too."

"So Richard? You are going to be joining us on our little Saturday get-togethers yes?" Shirley asked.

In response, I looked back and forth between them and asked, "What is it you want me to serve with the coffee?"

Giving both women a friendly hug and a kiss, I had now become an official 'honorary member' of their secret little group. Shirley soon after dressed, heading for home as she was already running late for an appointment, leaving Maggie and I alone.

"Come on Richard. Lets go sit and soak in my whirlpool and wash all this sticky gunk off."

Following Maggie into her large luxurious bathroom, it was obvious that she had gone to a great deal of time and expense to have it remodeled. A very large oversized tub was sunken into the floor giving it the distinction of being more like a mini wading pool than a bathtub. Overhead, a sky light allowed sunlight to filter into the room from above, giving the entire room a very pleasant openness, which was interesting considering the fact it was the bathroom after all.

"Do you like?" Maggie asked as she turned on the water and began filling the tub.

"I love it Maggie. This is really nice. I only wish I had room to expand my own bathroom into something like this!"

"It's one of my favorite places to relax, and to enjoy myself," she said with a mischievous look in her eye. "Would you like me to show you what I enjoy doing in here?"

I wasn't about to turn something like that down, and I was curious to see what it was she was referring to anyway. "Sure!" I said smiling ear to ear.

I sat down on the smooth flat ridge that completely surrounded the tub, watching as Maggie climbed in. She made a couple of minor adjustments to the water jets after she'd turned them on, and then positioned herself in front of one of them.

"Watch this," she told me.

Turning them on, the water began to bubble, foaming a little as the whirlpool jets began their normally relaxing massage. This time however, they appeared to be doing a hell of a lot more than just that. Maggie laid down on her back allowing just enough water to cover everything except for her head and breasts as they tantalizingly poked up through the churning bubbling water. Placing her feet flat against the side of the tub beneath the water, she opened herself up obscenely in this fashion, which allowed the water jet that she sat directly in front of to work its pulsating magic against her pussy. In addition to this, I was now treated to a very erotic dance of her tits as they moved back and forth with the constantly changing flow of the water as it beat against her. But it was more obvious that though her breasts were being caressed, the primary pleasure was being given to her pussy by the rapid pulsations, which were being directed against her by the underwater jets.

"I fucking love this!" she exclaimed.

"I can see why Maggie." And then I laughed openly as I pictured one of her Saturday friends wanting to try this out too.

"Does anyone else know about this little pleasure palace you've created here?" I asked.

Maggie looked at me knowingly, very well aware of what I had been thinking.

"Oh yeah, and everyone except for Janice and her sister-in-law have tried it out too! I suppose you'd like to give it a try," she added.

"No. I'm fine. And besides, watching you is giving me enough pleasure as it is without actually doing it myself. How does it feel anyway?"

"It feels fucking great. Especially after a nice hard fucking. The jets sort of softly massage my swollen lips, and gently caress them. Even my breasts are getting a nice warm stimulation from the water."

I wasn't too surprised to feel my penis stiffen as I sat there watching Maggie waterbate her self. Even after all the wild sexual frenzy we'd just experienced together, seeing her being pleasured in this way was having a profound affect on me. Which is when she glanced up noticing my rapidly changing condition.

"I see you're enjoying this. Well just so you know, so am I!" There is something incredibly sensual about watching a woman's face as she's experiencing an orgasm. Only in this case, not only did I have the opportunity to enjoy doing that, but also the full panoramic view. Maggie reached down beneath the water, opening her pussy even wider with her fingers than she'd done simply by spreading her legs. Although I couldn't clearly see it of course, I knew that particular little water jet was thumping against her clit in a pulsating water fuck that was stroking not only her clitoris, but in all likelihood was also stimulating her labia too.

Maggie's expression was one that was now contorted in an almost agonized look of tortured pleasure as she rapidly approached the moment of orgasm. Her breasts continued to bounce back and forth as well as up and down, her nipples even harder perhaps than they had been just a short time ago. Seeing all this, watching her as she sat on the precipice of ecstasy before plunging off into the chasm of climatic freefall, I was half tempted to dive into the tub with her, simply holding her and feel the enjoyment of her pleasure as she succumbed to it.

"Oh! Oh! Ohhh!" Maggie moaned deeply as it became evident that she was in fact climaxing and climaxing hard. I saw her face screw up in total bliss, felt my prick lurch with the lusty excitement of her declaration. I yearned to experience and enjoy this wonderful sensation right along with her.

Maggie rode that invisible cock for a long time until she'd achieved total and complete self-satisfaction. Only then did she open her eyes, looking up towards me.

"Your turn," she said simply and without argument. "I want you to experience what I just did."

I half expected her to get out so we could exchange places, and I'm sure the confused look on my face told her that.

"No, join me, lay on me so I can feel what you're feeling."

"Are you sure?"

Maggie wasn't exactly a large woman like I said, and though I certainly wasn't heavy myself, I couldn't imagine resting my full weight on her in the tub like that.

"Don't worry, I'll scoot up and you can lay down between my legs and use my breasts for pillows."

I liked the imagery of that, quickly slipping into the tub. It was certainly large and accommodating enough to do that, so I eased down into the shallow warm water and positioned myself exactly as she'd asked. The feel of those wonderfully soft breasts against my head and neck was a delightful surprise. But so was the comfort of her legs as she wrapped them about me while still allowing me to open and spread my own legs, positioning my rigid member perfectly beneath the pulsating onslaught of the water jet.

"Like that?" she asked, peering over my shoulder, watching my cock as it bobbed back and forth, side-to-side in a playful and rapidly stimulating way.

"Nice. Very nice in fact," I managed to say through gritted teeth. Truth be known, it was almost too stimulating, and I worried briefly that I would find myself cumming far too soon before allowing myself to fully enjoy the effects of the water.

"If it gets to be too much, you can move over to one side or the other and lessen the intensity. I often do that myself so I can draw out the feeling without letting the water make me cum before I want to."

I immediately did that, finding I could easily control the sensations through simple movement. Whenever I began to feel the cum in my balls begin to scream out for release, I quieted the sperm noise my balls kept yelling at me, by moving off to one side until the shouts became more of a tolerable buzzing that still yearned for release, but were content to wallow in the continued tongue-tickling that the water jets were bringing me.

"When you're ready, bring your legs together and stretch them out. There's something I want to do for you when you cum."

I'd been sitting here like this for a good ten minutes anyway, and had been so close to cumming so many times now that I was more than ready to do so. Almost immediately after Maggie had told me to do that, I did, and she laughed, hugging me to her, hands stroking my chest and belly. I felt her legs lift from beneath me, and suddenly saw as well as felt both of her feet as they came up to surround and partially grip my turgid member. Holding it like this in an almost vice-like grip, she somehow managed to force my cock forwards until it was angled directly against the water jet, rather than simply beaten against the side. The sensation was one now that felt almost like a blowjob, but in reverse, which is about the only way I could describe it. If I'd somehow had two ends to my dick, it would have felt like someone sucking on one end and someone else forcibly blowing, and blowing hard on the other!

"AH FUCK!" I screamed, the sensation well beyond my normal ability to control and somehow fight or work through. Before I was even aware of it, the voices in my balls that had been pleading for release where now screaming with delight as they rode the molten lava of liquefied fire up the tunnel of my spurting volcano. As I began to fountain out the rich creamy juice, it hit the hard-hitting force of the water spray, immediately curdling into tiny white cum-balls that began clinging to the both of us everywhere.

Maggie continued to masturbate my prick with her feet, though only slightly moving them up and down doing so. The water still did a great deal of the work, and only when the sensitivity was far too much for me to endure, did I forcibly move to one side, breaking the hold she had on me.

"That was even better than I imagined it would be!" Maggie exclaimed delightfully. "I can hardly wait to tell the girls about this next week. In fact Richard, don't be surprised if one or two of them want to try it with you sometime, or at the very least, ask to watch us do it!"

Maggie couldn't surprise or shock me anymore, especially after this. I could only lie there with exhaustion as I still fought to regain my breath as well as my senses.

"Anytime," I finally managed to say, still too out of breath to utter a single word more to her about it.

"Look at this!" Maggie said squealing with delight.

I turned slightly to glance where she was pointing at herself. A thick gooey, almost rubberized globule of cum had attached itself to her nipple. It gave her erect nubbin the appearance of wearing a hat, which caused us both to laugh at the giddy almost ridiculous situation we had found ourselves in.

"I think its time we called it a day Maggie," I said standing up, lending her a hand so she could do the same. "I never thought I'd ever hear myself say this, but I am totally and completely fucked out!"

"Oh really?" she said raising one eyebrow towards me. "You mean there's nothing I could do to get you interested again?"

I thought about that for a moment, and then decided there wasn't anything she couldn't do.

"Well at least give me a while if you are set on getting me aroused again, for hells sakes Maggie!"

Maggie kissed me, telling me to go ahead and get dressed, as she really had been kidding. I was immensely relieved that she had been, almost jumping into my clothing before she could change her mind.

"Want to come over later for dinner and a movie?" she asked.

"Sure, but this time, lets go out to dinner. AND out to a movie!" I countered.

Maggie threw me a sexy little pout, but she also winked at me smiling. "Well, there's always afterwards," she whispered more to herself than to me, even though I still heard it.

We were good enough friends now that I knew whatever remarks I made would be taken in the good-natured way that I said them. With that in mind, I turned once more towards her.

"I think I know how your husband died," I told her.

She looked at me with a questioning expression and waited.

"I think you probably fucked him to death!"

This time she bared her teeth, narrowing her eyebrows. "That's not exactly the way he went!" she said with a serious look on her face.

And for a moment, I had to wonder.

If you've never experienced nearly seven straight days (and nights) of foreplay, you really should. That's about the only way I can describe the following week, during which Maggie teased me mercilessly without allowing me to even so much as lay a finger on her!

On Sunday the day after I had first met Shirley, I barely saw Maggie at all. I remembered she had mentioned something about dinner plans with Gladys. I'd seen her leaving but had been too late to go outside and wave goodbye to her. That, and I didn't want to appear too anxious either. We'd had an incredible time together, but the last thing I wanted to do was constantly hang around Maggie and give her the impression that I had sexual expectations every time we were together.

I'd been watching the news on TV and was about to turn in. I was anticipating a hectic day at work in the morning when I heard a very soft knock on my kitchen door. Although I was only wearing my shorts, I had a fairly good idea of who it was. The only person I knew that might come calling at this hour of night, and then knock on my kitchen door was Maggie. "Shirley maybe", I thought reconsidering, but then decided it really had to be Maggie.

I quickly walked down the short hallway leading from my front room directly into the kitchen. As I entered, I paused to reach up for the wall switch to turn on the light.

"No...don't!" I heard Maggie say through the screen door. "Leave it off."

As there was a new moon, it was pitch black outside, and the only source of light was that coming from behind me from the flickering TV set.

Leaving the light off, I crossed the floor of the kitchen heading towards the door. I was sure I hadn't latched the screen as I rarely did anyway.

"Come in Maggie," I called out to her, expecting the screen door to make that familiar creaking noise it did whenever I opened it. But to my surprise, Maggie simply stood there without coming in, and even more oddly, without making another sound.

"Maggie?" I called out to her again, crossing the few remaining feet to the door. I reached over and was about to grab the handle in order to open it. My eyes had adjusted sufficiently to just barely see her standing there. But more importantly, to see what it was she was doing too!

I don't know how I knew as she never said anything, and I never asked, but I refrained from opening the door, and she made no motion to do so herself. I stood there looking at her, still trying to better adjust my eyesight in the near total darkness, trying to make some sense out of what was going on. When I finally did, I saw that Maggie was utterly and totally naked! She was more or less leaning against the door, one hand reaching up towards the top of it, placed in such a way that she was beautifully extended and balanced. Her free hand was down between her legs, and though it was almost too dark to see anything, the faint sounds of her breathing told me that her fingers were busily stroking the inside of her pussy. In addition to that, it was also so quiet outside, that I could just hear the sounds of her wetness as her fingers played in that succulent wet slit for me. She made it even more so as the seconds turned into minutes as Maggie stood there finger-fucking that incredibly tight, wet pussy of hers.

"Jerk off for me," she whispered through the door. "Take it out and play with it while I watch you."

It took but a second for me to strip off my red 'Michael Jordan' briefs, stepping out of them. I had turned slightly so as to allow the very faint light from the TV behind me to silhouette my shape as I stood there in the doorway. My cock had already begun to stiffen rapidly the moment that I had become aware of what it was that Maggie was doing on the other side of the screen door.

"Stay just like that!" Maggie directed. "The lighting is perfect, your cock is perfect, and so is this!" She breathed softly, still in that same lusty sounding voice that was in tempo to her breath the way her fingers were in harmony with stroking and caressing her pussy.​