Walter Forrest - Maisie_s anal desire

"Don't bother about that," he cried, in control of his voice again, "there isn't anything under my clothes I'm ashamed of you seeing."

He waded in deep toward her. The water now covered his ribs, but she was far enough from shore that the water still struck her at the neck.

"Can you say the same?" he yelled. "Skinny-dipping's a great idea, all right. Is there anything you're ashamed to have me see?"

"Come find out," she teased. "You can't see anything good from way over there anyway."

He felt the blood pound in his temples. He kept striding through the water 'til he was upon her. Below, inches below the water's surface, he saw the bobbing shapes of her lovely twin mounds. For the first time he knew that the golden tan of her legs and arms extended to the secret parts of her. He leaped the last few feet and grabbed her close, yanking her off balance toward him. She was too quick for him. Although he succeeded in crushing her submerged body against his, she turned at the last minute and caused her side to be the point of contact instead of the lush front he sought.

They wrestled together in the water and the accidental touches he received from her nubile breasts and buttocks made it well worth his effort. She was no match for him. Soon, amid laughing and squealing, he had her nakedness enclosed in the strong vise of his muscular arms. Her face was next to his. She was looking at him with those sexy blue eyes and starting to say something to him. She got no further than parting her lips.

"It's too late for talk now, honey!" he huskily whispered, planting his mouth firmly against hers. She gave one weak push of token resistance, then collapsed into him. Her mouth opened on his and he tasted the salt of sea water on his tongue as he avidly moved his mouth over her. The surfaces of her lips were like wet satin. He knew he was in control now and that he could do almost anything he wanted with the girl.

"I don't have anything to say, Mel," he heard her breathe, "not when we're this close. Talking's a waste of time for us, you're making me…"

He hushed her words by pushing his mouth hard against hers. She relaxed completely and turned into him so that the side of her body no longer touched him. Now it was, at long last, the ripe fullness of her soft, naked front pressed against him. The firmness of her thighs touched his hairy legs and sent shivers of desire through him. He took the smooth globe of a buttock in his hand and squeezed her pelvis forward against him.

He jerked his mouth off hers just long enough to speak. "Making you what, honey? Making you get a little hot and horny, is that it? Making you want to have me stick my cock to you and give you some real nice loving?" he demanded, a tight grin on his face.

She knew he'd want to enter her in front if she didn't act fast. She was every bit as aroused as he had teased, but what she wanted was to have his stiff organ in her backside. She ran her fingers down his ribs to his hipbone, then quickly darted to his groin and enclosed his hard penis with both hands.

"Sure I'm hot for it, lover," she admitted, "but we can't do much this deep in the water or we'll drown."

He hauled her toward shallower water. When it was no more than knee deep he sat her down on the bottom and knelt over her thighs. Her legs were straight out and he straddled the tops of her thighs. His erect member pressed directly into her flat stomach just below the water line. She scooted backwards from under him 'til she could lie on her back and keep her head above water. Her black hair stuck to her cheeks and neck. He put his arms around her and she rewarded him by pushing upwards and rubbing her full, resilient breasts hard against his chest. She heard his gasp as he felt the taut points of her nipples press his hairy chest. She squirmed against him, moving the slender lengths of her legs against his and exerting more upward force. Finally the buoyancy of the water lifted her naked buttocks off the sandy sea bottom and he slid his hands underneath. It was just what she wanted him to do.

"Oh yeah, lover, yeah," she whispered into his ear. "Give me a nice hard rubbing back there."

To further indicate her approval of his attentions to her rear, she moved her fingers up and down the shaft of his penis. He grunted and pulled her pelvis closer to the stiff, eager muscle. The fat, red end of it touched the thick black muff of her pubic hair before she realized how close he was.

"Ummmm!" she moaned.

She loved the feel of his hardness against her but only in terms of how close it was to her rear. The lips of her vulva were a bit hard to enter because the cool sea water made them tight – but she knew he'd be bound to power them open with his fingers and glans if she didn't act fast. She turned sideways under him on her way to flipping over back up and belly down. She kept her fingers busy on his penis hoping he'd let her go ahead. If only she could get him to sink the hard knob of his instrument into the cleavage of her buttocks and to push on through to the hot channel of her rectum…

But he caught her half way through her turn. He didn't understand the move and was dying to slip inside her from the front, even though her hands were giving him plenty of attention up and down his stiff shaft.

She would have to speak. But past experience had taught her not to lay it on the line and admit her real desires.

"Wait, lover," she crooned, "wait. Listen, not there. Sorry I didn't tell you earlier, but you got me so hot I didn't know what I was doing. I can't let you in, sorry."

"Huh, what do you mean?" he asked, bolting up in surprise.

"It's… it's just temporary," she lied. "I forgot to take the pill."

"Pill, shit!" he yelled. "Hey, you trying to pull a hard-to-get routine?"

"No, no," she assured him, "nothing like that. It's just… shit, I don't want to get pregnant."

The story seemed to convince him more than if she'd tried to concoct up some detailed excuse. She could tell by his eyes that he had swallowed her story. But that didn't keep him from being angry with her.

"Hell, Maisie," he growled, "you mean you let me get all hot like this and now you're telling me we can't ball."

"No, lover, not at all," she said. "I want every inch of that nice hard prick of yours. All I'm saying is that I can't take it in front… there's more than one way to get your rocks off with a girl, you know. And I don't mean just by hand, either."

She flipped on over to her stomach and he suddenly understood what she was saying. Now her hands were gone from his penis in order for her to support herself off the sea bottom and he craved to have her hands return. He looked down at the perfectly rounded cheeks of her tan posterior.

"You mean…" he began, trailing off.

"Sure, lover," she eagerly nodded. "Haven't you ever given it to a chick in the ass before? Come on, I bet you'll hardly be able to tell the difference. I know it won't be quite as good as you expected, but I bet you'll dig it. Let me have it there, Mel. Come on, right in the asshole!"

He reached around her torso and grabbed a firm breast in each hand as he lowered himself onto her backside. She swooned in ecstasy as she realized she'd turned the trick and was going to have the kind of love she needed so desperately.

"That's just what you're gonna get then, honey," he cried. "An ass full of it. If I'm gonna screw you I at least want something to hold onto though."

"Take all the titty you want, Mel," she excitedly told him. "It's all yours. I just want you to groove on fucking me."

She shuddered as his glans touched the sensitive crevice of her buttocks. He was still a bit disoriented.

"How about you, honey?" he asked. "You won't get much out of it, will you?"

If Maisie hadn't been so aroused she might have been unable to keep herself from laughing at the question.