Out Back, Up Front, 7- Washing Jeff
"Now it's your turn. Can you get the water ready, please?"
"Ok. " He was soon barefoot, standing in the bowl, and Rochelle, with her sneakers on, started. She followed the same pattern he had washed her with. He bent low so she could wash his hair; she gently soaped him and felt the hard muscles as she progressed around his body. She carefully washed his nipples , as he had for her.
At last, between his legs she carefully plied the flannel. She found an extensive area of pubic hair and washed it carefully. She picked up his flaccid cock and carefully soaped it. With her fingers she felt around the head.
"When were you done?
"As a baby." She thought for a while. She held him as she thought and her hand stroked him gently.
"I've often wondered whether that's the right thing to do."
"They do babies without anesthetic, don't they?"
"Yes." His cock was growing as she continued to stroke it.
"I wouldn't want surgery done on me without any anesthetic."
"Most people wouldn't."
"I guess it is." His cock was fully erect now.
"Oh, look at what I've done."
"No need to be sorry."
"Oh. Good." She could feel it pulsing in her hand. She resumed soaping him. His testicles were thoroughly soaped. She felt them move around as she applied the flannel. She went down his legs and soaped them.
With the new flannel she sluiced him down. She was thorough. She changed the order; making sure she did his cock last.
"I like your friend," she said, as she went round his cock with the flannel. From a half erect position it quickly stood tall and erect as she carefully washed. She wished she could see it. She rinsed his balls and between his legs carefully.
With a towel she began to dry him and tousled up his hair as she ruffled it. She dried him carefully and again left his cock until last.
"I think it's beautiful," she said, her voice almost a whisper. She could feel it rising to full erection again. She dried his balls and between his legs, while she held his cock.
"It feels very big."
"Thank you- though I'm not so sure."
"It is big," she reasserted. He said nothing. She tested the skin and stroked it.
"Thank goodness they didn't take away too much skin." She tested it again, sliding the skin up and down his shaft.
"I guess it's good to have enough skin," he agreed.
"It's nice of you to let me hold it."
"It's ok. It's pleasant really."
"Good." She touched around the head and felt for the slit at the top.
"You sure you don't mind?"
"It's ok." She started to lengthen her strokes.
"I love the feel of it," she said.
"I'm glad you do." She fondled his balls too.
"Love your balls."
"That's good." She speeded up the strokes.
"The skin is so soft but underneath is so hard."
"Yes." She bent down and kissed it.
"You don't mind, do you?"
"Love its size, it is big."
"Love its shape."
"No-one has ever said that to me before."
"It's true. The head is so big and I love the feel of it."
"I want to get to know it very well."
"You know ...?" He paused a moment.
"What?" She asked, her voice so innocent, while her hand continued to stroke him.
"If you keep doing that..." she changed hands to inject more speed, "You're going to..."
"What am I going to do?"
"I'm going..." He grunted. "to..."
His hips thrust forward, he gave a hoot like a monkey, his hips moved back and then rapidly thrust forward again. She continued to stroke him, her grip tight, the strokes long as his hips moved back and as they shot forward again he shouted,
"Coming!" and she felt the satisfying squirt of cum hit her breast. She continued to hold his cock; she stroked and aimed it at her. More spurts of warm cum flew from him to land on her; her chin, her belly, another on the same breast. She giggled as she felt it hit her, her breasts wobbled, she could feel them. This was the best time, the best time since Greg fell out of bed while trying to fuck her and broke his leg. That was sweet justice. And now she was with a gentleman, one who has had to be cajoled to perform. How special. How very special. His body was twitching.
"That was so beautiful, thank you," he murmured.
"Beautiful man!" He was almost whimpering and she thought that he might have been angry, like other men in her life would have been.
"Thank you so much!" he said. She hugged him, pulled him close and her nipples pushed against his chest. They sat together; on the tailgate, as he slowly resumed control of his body.
To be continued.
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