Tempting the Boundaries: Part 2 Guiding a group of horny women isn't easy. Based on a post by m storyman x. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories. I ate a late dinner, just catching the end of the chow hall hours, after a long nap. I wandered out of the chow hall and down toward the lake just as the moon was starting to come up. I love watching the nearly full moon shining off the lake on a calm night. If the water wasn't so cold I'd probably have taken a short swim, but since the evening was a bit cooler, maybe only seventy or seventy five, I decided to just find my usual spot and sit and watch the moon come up. I was nearly half way down to the water when I hear crunching in the gravel behind me, light footsteps clearly hurrying to catch up to me. I turned enough to look over my shoulder and saw the petite little gal from this afternoon with the orange bikini mishap. There was enough light to tell that she had changed back to the shorts again and had a t-shirt that was cut off just below her tits. "Hi!" she said cheerfully as she caught up with me and slowed down. "Hi. Beth isn't it?" "Uh huh. Where you headed?" "Just down to the water to watch the moon rise. You should be getting some sleep. Tomorrow's your hardest day paddling," I said quietly as I continued walking. "Can't sleep. Mind if I hang out with you for a while?" "Well, I'd say no, but I have a hunch you won't take no for an answer." "Not without a good reason." "This is my quiet time. I like to just sit and watch the moon reflect off the water. It's kinda like meditation time if I did that kind of thing." "Ah. Well, I can use some quiet time," she said quietly. "If you want," I said before turning off the path and walking down the grass hillside toward the water's edge. I skirted down the shoreline along a narrow path and then stepped down off the path to the very edge of the water, wading past a large rock outcropping. I climbed onto a large flat rock and leaned back against the rock wall, settled to watch the moon pushing up over the horizon. "It's pretty," she whispered as she settled down on the large flat rock next to me. "Uh huh," I answered, not really wanting to talk. We sat and watched the moon slowly climb above the trees, the disk finally breaking free of the huge pines that had been poking up into the silver white disk. "You know. It's kinda funny. We both ended up seeing each other's bodies earlier today." "Uh huh." "So, you got a girlfriend? Back home I mean?" "Would it matter if I did?" "It might," she whispered. "No. not right now," I answered her. "And no wife." "No, not for several years now." "I'm surprised. The no girlfriend I mean." "Why's that?" "Because you're hot." "I'm old." "Not really." "I have a daughter older than you are. I am," I whispered. "How old are you?" "Fifty two." "Oh. I wouldn't have guessed. How old do you think I am?" "Oh. Twenty five or six maybe." "Older than that." "Okay." "Thirty two." "That's still twenty years." "Does it matter?" "Depends." "On what?" "On why you want to know how old I am?" "I don't know. Just wondered." "Uh huh," I answered, quite sure at this point that I knew exactly what she wanted to know for. "You're still pretty hot." "It's against the rules. I could get fired." "What is?" "Having sex with the customers." "I didn't say that was what I wanted." "You didn't have to." "That obvious?" "Uh huh." She sat silently for long minutes, the moon bouncing off the water and bathing us in a soft bluish hue. She almost startled me with how quickly she started moving. For a moment I thought she was going to climb off the rock and walk away, but instead she pushed her shorts down and stepped out of them, leaving her naked below the short cropped t-shirt. Her round outer p***y lips were full and puffy, a small amount of soft inner lip protruding down as she stood with her legs slightly spread in front of me. She reached up and pulled her shirt up and off, tossing it onto the rock where she had been sitting. Her tits were firm and round, easily a C cup with only a small amount of sag that made them all the more sexy looking. She stood in the moonlight for long seconds letting me look her over before she stepped toward me and straddled me with her feet, reaching down to pull my t-shirt out of the waist of my shorts. "Your turn," she whispered, tugging on my shirt, trying to get me to lift my arms and let her undress me. "Insistent, aren't you?" "I know what I want." "And that is?" "Your cock in my mouth for now." "For now?" "Uh huh. After that I want you in me. I want you to fuck me." "How come?" "You're hot. I'm horny. We both want it. What more reason does there need to be?" "I could get fired." "Only if we're caught. And I kinda doubt anyone else comes down here." "A few do." "Uh huh. To do what?" I chuckled. "Have sex." "See?" she said, as I gave in and let her pull my shirt off. She bent over and started working on my pants, unzipping them and trying to pull them down my legs. "You could help." "You're right," I agreed, reaching for her hips and pulling her toward me. She straightened up so her head wouldn't bang against the rock wall behind us. She stood with just her head higher than the rocks as I pulled her toward me. "Oh fuck," she gasped softly as I pressed my tongue between her wet lips and stroked up toward her clit. She spread her legs farther to give me more access and I pressed my tongue deeper between her lips, tasting her tangy juices and teasing the entrance of her tunnel before dragging my tongue between her lips to the juncture and her hard clit. I heard her suck in her breath as I spread her lips with my fingers and flicked my tongue across her clit. "Oh shit," she mumbled as I drew her clit between my lips and sucked it eagerly. I let go of her clit and licked again, stroking her soft inner lips, flicking across her clit again, her hips bucking involuntarily in response. "I guess you like that," I whispered before going back for another long slow lick. "Oh god yes," she moaned softly, trying to press her p***y to my face as I stroked across her clit again. I took my time, sliding my tongue slowly between her lips over and over, each time pausing at her clit and teasing it. Her juices flowed less tangy and sweeter as I pushed her slowly toward the climax that was obviously building within her. If she thought I was going to make her come on my face, she had another thing coming. Not that I wouldn't have. In fact, I very much enjoy doing that. But the more I licked her p***y the more urgently I felt the need to press my cock into her tight p***y. Other than Donna earlier, it had been months since I'd had sex with anything other than my own hand. I slipped from under her and stood up, pushing her back around to face the rock when she tried to turn to face me. I dropped my shorts and pushed my underwear down to my thighs and then aimed my engorged cock at her wet p***y. She felt me rub my head between her lips and she bent over more, pushing her ass out at me, and in the process, pushing her own p***y over my fat head. "Oh my god." I heard her mumble quietly as I pushed deeper into her, feeling her p***y expand to accept me as I pressed ever so slowly into her. "God you are so fucking big." "That's what you wanted, right? To feel how big I was?" "Uh huh," she moaned as I held her hips and started to slowly stroke in and out of her. I felt my head bump into her cervix before I ran out of cock, so I pulled back again, pulling almost all the way out of her before driving in again. "Oh god!" she moaned more loudly. "Sh. Or I'll stop," I whispered. "Okay," she whispered back as I held my cock inside her but didn't move. I took a deep breath and started moving again, pulling nearly out of her and then driving into her again. Over and over we danced the dance of sex, her hips pushing toward me as I pushed into her and pulling away as I pulled back. Over and over we shoved our bodies at each other, my cock teasing the length of her tunnel and her p***y caressing my rock hard shaft. "I'm going to come," she squeaked softly. "Hope you're not loud," I chuckled behind her, knowing I wasn't far behind her. "UH Fuck!" she grunted loudly. "Not usually." She squeaked softly as I plunged into her faster. "Oh god. Oh fucking god damn yes! Here I come!" I felt her p***y contract around my cock and her legs and arms shake as she became more and more animated on how she pushed and pulled her p***y on me. "Oh GOD!" she cried loudly once before slapping a hand over her own mouth and crying out into it. I continued to plunge into her, each stroke pushing me slightly closer to climax. "Almost there," I grunted, knowing I was going to blow any second. She suddenly pulled off of me, spun around, squatting down. She wrapped both hands around my p***y slicked shaft and started to frantically stroke me. "On my tits. Please come all over my tits!" she practically begged. I didn't have much choice. I was way too close to want to stop, or maybe even able to stop. I groaned softly and then my hips jerked, pumping a huge shot of hot cum out at her chest. I looked down and watched my cock squirt time after time, each shot launched with an involuntary jerk of my hips. I stood panting, looking at my cum sliding and oozing down her tits as she rubbed my now softening cock around her nipples, teasing them with the tip of my cock. She let go of my cock and stood up, rubbing the cum around her firm tits before looking up at me and smiling. "Fuck that was hot," she whispered. "I love watching a guy come on my tits. Turns me on so much that I just want to fuck them again and again and again."
