No Regrets Bowl Pt. 03

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A/N: This part of Carly's story includes a description of a watersports event. If that is something you aren't comfortable with you should likely pass it by. Thanks.
The next morning Carly's ass was much improved, but still a bit sore. I tugged her out of bed then put her on all fours, on the carpeted floor. I entered her from behind, whispering "doggy" in her ear. Every time I pumped all the way in I bumped her cervix and she moaned. Her pussy throbbed when it happened as well, and I guessed that was the 'tingle' she had mentioned.
I reached around her hip and my fingers found her clit. I started rubbing it in a circular motion but then felt her hand on top of mine. She used her fingertips to move mine back and forth across her clit, so I figured that was the way she liked it. Most likely that's how she jills off and she's used to it. No worries, I aim to please.
Driving my cock into her, bumping her cervix, and frigging her clit soon had her breathing deeply, even panting. I wasn't surprised when she cried out "I'm going to cum!" I pumped and frigged faster and harder and her entire body tensed up, her neck arched back. "Yesss!" she shouted as her hips drove her pussy back into my groin, throbbing. She came several times in a row, then every muscle in her body relaxed. I took my hand off her clit and used that arm to hold her up, under her hips.
When her breathing slowed down and I could no longer feel her heartbeat in her pussy, she said "I'm rethinking my attitude towards swearing. When I started to cum my brain was screaming 'FUCK!' but I managed to only say Yes. I'm thinking fuck is more appropriate."
I laughed and said, "Babe, whatever you want to shout is fine with me. My brother and his family never swear, and it's frowned upon at Habitat, so I don't do it as often as I used to. But you will hear it during sex."
"Okay, anything goes during sex. I just hope I don't accidentally drop the f-bomb at the ladies' book club."
"Since when do you belong to a book club?" I asked.
"I don't but you never know!" she smirked. "Now, you're still hard and you haven't cum so lay down on the bed and let me do my part."
I got onto the bed, on my back, and Carly mounted me, cowgirl. I thought to suggest reverse but since we'd just done doggy dropped the idea. Besides, this way I could play with her tits and nipples while she rode me.
And rode me she did. It hadn't been that long since the first time we fucked but she had already loosened up considerably. And I don't mean the tightness of her pussy, which was exceptional for a woman her age. She was really starting to get into having fun with sex. I had a momentary concern that we'd be creating a sex monster as we worked through the slips in her bowl, but dismissed it just as quickly. If she became a sex fiend what's the worst that could happen? I'd get more. Hmmmm. Okay.
I pulled Carly down to me and took her nipple in my mouth. As I sucked and licked it, she slid her hand between us and gripped my cock. Two or three fingers wrapped around the Sahabet base of my shaft and followed her pussy as it stroked up and down. It didn't seem like something she would have done with her past two lovers, so I assumed she was getting more creative and just trying out new things.
Her moves were working and it wasn't long before I said, "I'm going to cum real soon, hon." She kept stroking with both hand and pussy until I lifted my ass off the bed in an attempt to drive deeper into her. Instead she pulled her pussy off me and, now using both hands, finished me off with a hand job. My cum isn't nearly the volume it was when I was younger, but five or six nice little spurts left both her hands covered. That was apparently her objective because she held me tight as I softened and then scraped my last few drops off the head.
Carly lifted her hands and looked them over as if studying some valuable artifact. Then she cupped them over her breasts and rubbed all my cum onto them. When she'd transferred as much as she could, she licked each finger, one by one. "Sorry," she said with an expression that held nothing of the sort, "I really like the taste and feel of your cum."
"My sense is that there's a new Carly being born. The caterpillar is becoming a beautiful butterfly."
She got a very serious look on her face and said, "Do you really mean that? You're not worried I'm becoming a slut or something?"
I laughed. "Hon, you're about as far from a slut as you could get without becoming a nun. You're just loosening up and doing a little experimentation. We may do some things you decide you don't want to repeat, and we will likely find more that you do. We've only got one life and you and I aren't exactly at the start of ours. We need to go for all the gusto we can, while we can."
"Jeeze I wish I had met you years ago," she said.
"Today's accomplishments were yesterday's impossibilities" I quoted. "And tomorrow we will build on today," I added.
"Damn, I think this is gonna be fun!" she laughed.
"If it isn't, we're doing it wrong," I replied.
"C'mon, I'll make us breakfast," she said, hopping out of bed and heading toward the kitchen, still naked.
I followed her and spotted her drying her pussy with a paper towel. Looking up, she said, "I forgot that even though you didn't cum inside me I could still leak my girl cum. I haven't been this wet in years! I don't know what you're doing to me but keep it up, dude!"
"Here, let me do that for you," I said, kneeling in front of her and moving her hand with the paper to the side. Then I spread her legs apart and licked every drip of juice I could find. When she seemed to stop leaking I stood up and said, "All good now!"
She pulled me to her and kissed me, then licked my face, tasting herself and cleaning me off. I was willing to bet she'd never done that before. She was really starting to come out of her shell, no pun intended.
Carly fixed a full-on farmhouse breakfast. Eggs, waffles, bacon, sausage, grits, hash browns and coffee. Far more calories than I typically allow myself but I rationalized that Sahabet Giriş we were burning more than usual as well. When we finished we had enough left over to stick in the fridge for tomorrow morning.
"What do you want to do today, hon?" I asked her.
"I want to pull a slip from the bowl. Is that too much, too fast?" she said.
"Babe, this journey down the sex experience highway is all for you. You decide how fast we go and when we pull into rest stops. I love to fuck, have sex, and make love so I'm not likely to step on the brakes unless you tell me to," I replied.
"Wait, why did you say fuck, have sex, and make love? Aren't they the same things?" she wanted to know.
"Not to me. Making love is tender and soft. It's about the emotional connection as much as the physical one. Having sex is putting more emphasis on the physical, but still each working to please the other as well as ourselves. Fucking is joint selfishness. You don't really care if I get off as long as you do. And I feel the same way. We usually both will but that's not really the objective."
"Wow! Interesting way to think about things. I'll have to think about all that but my gut says I probably agree. I'm sure I've been fucked before, but I don't think I've ever fucked," she said.
"You have a lot of new experiences ahead of you, hon."I said. "So, who pulls the slip? You or me?"
"I pulled the last time and all I got for my effort was a sore ass! Maybe you should pull this one," she said.
She brought the bowl in from the living room and held it out in front of me. I pulled out a slip and read 'watersports'. I closed my hand over it and pondered whether it was too soon for something many people would find disgusting. It also wasn't something that particularly turned me on. I could use my 'not today' option and put it back in the bowl. Should I?
"Well? What is it?" she asked. I handed the slip to her and watched her reaction while she read it. "Oh, okay. Guess we need to move to the shower, assuming you're ready for this," she said.
"I had four cups of coffee with breakfast. I was getting ready to excuse myself but I guess I can hold it a couple more minutes."
She led us into the en suite of her bedroom, and opened the shower door to turn on the faucet. "I know I can't have it running while you do your thing but I want the water already warm in case I want to rinse off right after," she explained.
When the water reached a temperature she apparently liked she shut it off and entered the stall. She knelt down, clasped her hands behind her back, and tilted her head back to directly face up to my cock.
When I first saw this on the list I worried about a couple of things. First, would I get turned on and hard, thus unable to pee? And could I actually do it, given that watersports had never been something that appealed to me? I wasn't disgusted by the idea, it just wasn't something I fantasized about. But I really liked Carly and if this is what she wants, I'm going to do my best to fulfill her desires. Besides, I really needed to drain all that coffee.
"Are you Sahabet Yeni Giriş ready?" I asked her.
"Yes. Go ahead whenever you're ready."
"Close your eyes, hon. I don't think you want this getting in them."
She closed her eyes and I let it flow, hitting her face dead on. I moved it around a bit, from forehead and hair to cheeks. She shocked me by opening her mouth and moving so my stream went into it. As I was finishing I stepped closer and the last weak bit of my stream landed on her chest and breasts.
"That's all there is, hon. Wait right there until I can dry your eyelids. Keep them closed."
I grabbed a washcloth and did her eyelids without cleaning any other areas off, not knowing what she wanted. Note to self, discuss fantasy details before trying new things in the future.
"You're good to open your eyes, hon."
Carly opened them and her face beamed at me. "Oh my god, that was incredible! So warm! May I rinse off now?"
"Of course, hon. Whatever you want to do. Want me to join you?"
"Absolutely! Give me a minute to flush you down the drain then c'mon in!"
I started with her hair, first wetting it under the shower then pouring her shampoo on it and massaging it in, working up a strong lather. Then I squirted bodywash all over her and used my hands to rub it into another lather. Finally I moved her under the rainfall showerhead and watched as she rinsed off. I quickly soaped and rinsed myself and we shut the faucet off and grabbed towels to dry off.
Once dry, Carly grabbed my hand and said, "C'mon, let's talk," as she led us into the living room, still naked.
After fixing more coffee and laying towels on the sofa, we sat and she started talking about her reaction to being peed on.
"I had no idea how I would react, I just knew I wanted to know. First the physical. It's warmer than I expected. Which actually feels very sensual when it is raining over me.
And it really feeds my sub side. I was honestly ecstatic that you were 'honoring' me by peeing on me. It was like you were giving me some super loving gift, especially knowing you've never done that with anyone else. How did you feel?"
"I could see that you enjoyed it, and that makes me happy. I was okay doing it, but it didn't turn me on, other than watching your happiness. That's a good thing cause guys can't pee if they're hard."
"Really? I never knew that!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, it's because the biologic purpose of sex is procreation and if a guy peed inside a woman before or after cumming it would probably kill all his sperm cells."
"Interesting. Learn something new every day."
"So why did you open your mouth?" This had shocked me the most.
"In for a penny, in for a pound. I didn't know if either of us would want to ever do it again so I figured I better go for it while I could," she admitted.
"And?"
"Actually, it wasn't as bad as you might expect. I would do it again as it really emphasized my subservience to you in that situation. Does that bother you?"
"No, but keep in mind what I told you when we first talked about the bowl list. I don't want to be a 'Master'. I want to have an equal partner. If she sometimes wants to be spanked or peed on, I'm okay with that as long as we return to equals afterwards."
"Deal, baby," she said as she gripped my cock and kissed me.