They get clean (and dirty)

Sophie collapsed back down onto her haunches, shocked and embarrassed but also amused. She looked up at him and they laughed simultaneously. Sophie spluttered with her mouthful of semen so quickly swallowed and wiped her chin clean with the back of her hand.

“We are so bad”, she grinned.

They listened to make sure the coast was clear, then crept across the landing again. They wanted to clean up in the bathroom without interrogation from her daughter. Once safely inside the collapsed in giggles again, like naughty teenagers. Sophie opened the bathroom cabinet and proferred him her electric toothbrush since she had no provision for guests. She hadn’t needed to for quite some while. She felt strange sharing her toothbrush but reflected that she’d shared a whole lot more in the last few hours. Again, that naughty smile.

She left him brushing and sat on the toilet to pee while she watched him. Legs parted, more cum glooped out from somewhere deep, which didn’t surprise her much given what they’d been up to. As she peed she took a moment to count up how many times they had had sex that night, but quickly got distracted as she recalled the intensity of their encounters. She reminded herself that she needed to take her pill. Missing a pill was not a problem if she took it this morning. She came to watching his fine young naked body once more, sitting on the toilet like any normal married couple. Except they weren’t.

While she watched him she admired his flaccid cock. Nice and long. She know some women didn’t care about size and others cared only for the size when erect, but Sophie liked looking at long cocks. Musing on his lovely cock, she explored her sore bottom, fearing the worst, but was relieved to find no evidence of blood. Just her paranoia and an unwelcome sensation last night. Speaking of sensations, she realised she needed to poo and that presented her with a dilemma. They’d really just met and didn’t know each other that well, heavens she never even let her husband see her do this. On the other hand, she really needed to go. She decided to risk it and be careful. Eyes firmly on him, just in case, she evacuated smoothly with a gentle push. A little discomfort from where he’d used her but the good news was that he hadn’t noticed. A careful wipe and a flush and she’d got away with it!

Pleased with herself, she skipped to the shower cubicle to freshen up. She wasn’t sure of protocol so just turned the faucets on and stood to let the powerful spray wash over her small frame, stinging but revitalising her. Lost in the pleasant sensations it was surprise when she heard the door open and close and hands grabbed her from behind. Strong hands. Soapy hands that moved all over her tiny frame.

Sophie gave herself up to the exquisite sensations as his hands roamed all over her. She arched her back to kiss his neck as he cupped her tiny breasts, the little pink tips hard, tipped with the white creamy soap. Strawberries and cream. His hands moved down over her soapy body, stroking her slender girl-like hip bones before soaping her sex

“Nice fur”, he muttered into her ear, making her smile. Her pulse drummed in her ears as the water washed over them, and his hands got bolder. Slowly stroking up and down on both sides of her slit, she felt her body coming alive under his touch and the desire to give herself up to him again overtook her. She gasped, shocked at herself for wanting him so much, but picturing his cock, his young cock, thrust inside her again, his willing eager bitch. She sagged against him as she mewed, “I want you”, pleased to feel his long hard prick hard up against her back.

She questioned him playfully, “I’ve never known a man so responsive, are you permanently hard?”.

His reply made her catch her breath and want him all the more.

“No. But I am when I’m with my cute little mummy”

She rubbed herself against him, the willing mare on heat enjoying the feel of the stallion pressing against her. “So long. So hard”, she gasped so that he heard.

His hands held her hips and she bent, offering herself to him with a little wriggle.

“Penetrate me, mummy needs you”

She smiled as the tip of his dick traced down her body and between her legs. His soapy hands between her wide open legs now, playing with her lips and the hard little button that stood proud, and she mewed again, wanting him. Wanting it.

One hand higher now, soaping her crack and she arched again, **** under his touch. A finger poked inside her anus and swirled, making her gasp, “surely not there again?”

She felt the tip of his cock moving up, nudging her there. Again.

“Ohhhh. No darling, please”, she protested with her hand pushing his shaft away, but still moved with him.

“Sssh. Mummy has such a perfect little bottom”, he cooed in her ear. She moved with him in concert, feeling desire, wanting him, and felt his cock return and try to penetrate her.

“Please no”, she moaned, but he was insistent, shushing her protests and pushing, forcing himself on her.

“Please? Maybe just the tip sweet mummy?”, he offered.

Defeated, Sophie bent over and gave herself up to him in that way for the second time that day. This time he was gentle as he poked inside her, restraining himself, moving the head of his cock slowly in and out of the tight hole that burned.

Sophie found this strangely arousing. She’d never had anal like this before. Giving in in this way, letting a man, nay boy, use her anus solely for his pleasure turned her on. Submissive, she gave herself up willingly, picturing the scene, his cock moving in and out, wanting him to climax there; urging him.

Her hands were now braced against the glass of the cubicle wall and she moved in rhythm with him now, wanting him to cum in there, wanting his seed to splash inside her. Acknowledging her role.

Too late she realised she was pushing against him now. Braced too hard, she found his prick pushing inside her, deeper than he intended, deeper than she wanted.

She though to straighten but found his hand on her neck, pushing her down. Her face now squished against the glass, the boy clearly enjoying this sensation, he pushed in and out deep. She felt strangely full each time, like her belly would burst, and still he bent her double and used her tight anus, back and forth quickly, her head banging against the wall with each firm stroke until she felt him stiffen and a warm sensation very deep inside told her he had cum. He pulled out, still dripping and Sophie remained bent double.

Her breathing was rapid and shallow, she felt dizzy, used but also quite liberated. She reached behind to grasp his stiff cock with her small fist. She placed the tip against her anus, wanting him there again.

This was her role.Truly, she was his.