Waterfall: Part 2: Sun Frolicking
Eventually, we decided to head back out into the sunshine. Retrieving our swimsuits, we decided not to put them on. It is too hard to wriggle back into a wet swimsuit, right? We swam across the pond, suits in hand, and climbed up the slightly inclined bank, back to where we’d left our belongings. Grabbing my towel, I began drying off, sneaking peeks at Lee with I could. His beautiful body bared to the sunshine was truly a sight to behold. With my towel wrapped around me, I stared to pick up my clothes.
“What exactly do you think you are doing?” he asked.
“Getting dressed?” I answered, just barely managing to keep the ‘what-the-fuck-do-you-think’ tone from my voice.
“Let’s stay here for a while…do some nude sun bathing.” He suggested, gently extracting the clothes from my grasp and laying them on top of my bag, then pulling the towel from my body.
I’m sure the look on my face said, ‘You have got to be kidding!’
“Come on, Doc,” he said, sounding like my former student again, trying to convince me to let class out early. “We haven’t seen another person all morning. No one is likely to come this way. And so what if they do? You are damned sexy, and I’d be happy for another man – or woman for that matter – to be jealous of what I have.”
“What you have?” I didn’t recall signing on for anything in particular.
“Yes, what I have,” he said, with a bit of force. “Did you really think I intended to fuck you and then go on with my life as if nothing had happened? Did you think that this was a quick weekend frolic? I’ve waited 10 years to be with you like this. You are not getting rid of me that easily.” He paused a bit, probably waiting to see if I’d respond. I was still working through that deer in the headlights feeling, so I was no help. “We don’t have to make any decisions right now,” he said in a gentler, more seductive tone. “But there is something I’d like you to do for me right now.”
“Oh, and what would that be?” I could not stop my eyes from flitting from his dick to his face and back.
“No,” he laughed, “not that. I want you naked and in the sun. Your ass is nearly as pale as mine. I want to know I’m with a Black woman,” he teased, reaching for me and pulling me flush against his body.
“Yes. Really. And, the fact that already being naked makes it easier for us to molest each other has nothing to do with it.”
“Yeah, right,” I said with a laugh.
Lee broke out the sunscreen and we began covering ourselves. He reminded me to be careful about covering those areas that are not normally exposed to the sun. “Browner breasts are good, red ones are not,” he said.
As I was covering the parts of my body that I could reach, I decided to tease Lee a bit. Rather than just efficiently covering my parts, I started to slowly, seductively rub the lotion into my skin. The more intimate the body part, the more seductively I rubbed and caressed it, particularly my breasts and my inner thighs. I looked over to find him watching me, but trying to pretend he hadn’t been.
To his credit, he recovered quickly. “Come here, you tease. Let me do your back.”
He started with my neck and shoulders then gradually moved down my back. I didn’t bother trying to make conversation; his hands just felt too good. With the difference in our height and the slope of the bank, he had to lower himself to his knees to do my butt. As he started applying the lotion, he said, “You know, when you were pregnant, your ass was so cute and round.” I groaned. No woman wants to be reminded of how big she was during the advanced stages of pregnancy. “Don’t get me wrong, your ass is great now, but it was “cute” when you were pregnant.”
“Is that why I noticed you getting a chubby one time, when you were helping me into a seat at the department holiday party?” His hands had suddenly stopped.
“I didn’t think you saw that,” I could hear the embarrassment in his tone.
“I did,” I said in a near whisper. “It made a big pregnant lady feel sexy. I was flattered.”
He softly kissed my left butt cheek, and then resumed the task at hand. When he’d finished, I indicated that it was his turn. As I started taking care of his back, I decided that was a good time to have the birth control talk. But, I wasn’t sure how or where to begin. Funny, I talk to whole classrooms of students about taboo subjects all the time, but one-on-one, that’s a different story. I mentally took a deep breath, and plunged in.
“Lee, we should talk about birth control,” I began as I worked the lotion into his lower back. “I’m not on the pill. Working and taking care of Emily consumes so much of my time, it never seemed worth it.”
“If we got pregnant in that cave, we will deal with it,” he said, without hesitation.
“Yes, we,” he answered with just a hint of irritation in his voice. “Maybe a better question would be to ask where we go from here? Whether or not we are a we seems to cover what happens if you’re pregnant.”
Damn, good point. I’d forgotten how good this boy mind was. The body had my brain fogged. “I’m not too worried that I’m already pregnant, that’s not what I meant. I just had my period so it’s not likely that I’m fertile right now.”
“You know that’s no guarantee. Besides, you’re evading…again.”
I dropped my hands from his back for a moment, collecting myself. “You’re right. I am. My head is just too full to think clearly right now. It’s so new, yet not new…comfortable.”
He turned his head to look at me over his shoulder. “Why do I think it is in my best interest if you can’t think clearly?” he joked.
I swatted his butt, “Behave!”
“Hey, gentle with the merchandise, woman!” I resumed applying his sun screen. Neither of us said anything for a few beats. Then, he patiently said, “Okay, we’ll put that conversation on hold for now, but don’t think for a minute that I’m dropping it.”
I pressed a gentle kiss to the middle of his back, a silent ‘thank-you’ as well as an unspoken promise. His shoulders visible relaxed.
“Anyway,” he continued, picking up the thread of our conversation, “I don’t have a problem using condoms until we decide what works best for us.”
“That works for me.” I finished tending to his back and let him know when I was finished by applying pressure to one shoulder, indicating that he could turn back toward me. But, he didn’t. I waited a beat. Thinking he was concentrating on something on the other side of the water, I asked, “What are you looking at?”
“Nothing,” he said, a bit sheepishly, “I just don’t want to turn around.”
“Because I don’t want you to think I’m merely a horny adolescent who’s never been touched by a woman.
“What?” I had no idea what he was talking about.
“Despite our serious, responsible adult discussion…I’m as hard as a rock.”
I giggled. “And the problem is?”
He finally turned to me, and was indeed quite aroused.
“Did you rub sunscreen on that thing?” I asked.
“I’m afraid to. I might further embarrass myself my coming within two or three strokes.”
I did my best to suppress a smile, not wanting to further upset him. “Come here baby,” I beckoned in a tone one generally uses for puppies and small children. “I can make it all better.”
“Ah, I don’t think I need mothering at the moment. I’m not into that,” he smirked.
“What are you into?”
He directed a very penetrating stare at me. “Using my cock to make my favorite professor scream my name,” he said as he lowered his lips to mine and pulled my body flush against his. All I could manage in response was a moan that seemed to come up from my toes. Within a few moments of him exploring my mouth with his tongue and nibbling on my lips and earlobes, I was as wet as he was hard.
His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, each destination felt more wonderful than the last. Finally, they landed on my ass, and pulled me even more firmly into him. I thought our skin might fuse together. I couldn’t help grinding my pelvis into him, indicating what I hoped we would soon be engaged in. If his answering groans were any indication, he was thinking the same thing.
Eventually we eased ourselves to the blanket we’d spread on the ground earlier. He rolled me onto my back, placing gentle kisses all over my face. Moving to my neck and shoulders, he continued to kiss and caress, eventually moving down to latch onto one nipple, then the other. I arched my back, giving in to the sensation. He’d swirl his tongue around my nipple, then suck, swirl then suck. Before I knew it, I felt the familiar orgasmic flash running from my pussy to my nipples and back. I let out a groan that I’m sure anyone within a few miles could have heard as I flew over the edge.
As I returned to my senses and opened my eyes, I found Lee watching me. There was no hint of the student looking to the teacher for approval. What I saw was the look of a man making sure his woman was satisfied, and promising more. I caressed his face, reveling in being able to touch him freely; not having to restrain my expression of affection.
“My god you are good at that.” I ran my hands through his hair, and then gripped his head, trying to pull his lips back up to mine.
“Not yet, baby. Your body is my new toy and I’m not finished playing.” With that, he continued his journey southward, placing licks and kisses all down my torso finally, finally, ending up at my pussy. He worked his way around it, circling it, then attacking it with his mouth.
“I’m glad you keep the hair trimmed close,” he said when he came up for air. “I like to see what I’m eating.” I was too caught up in the sensations to be offended by his crudeness. I squeezed his upper body with my thighs to convey how much I was enjoying what he was doing. He resumed sucking and licking my clit, sending me back up the ladder toward orgasm. This time I bucked my hips so hard I almost threw him off me.
“Get up here,” I panted. He kissed his way back up my body. The return trip was shorter by equally pleasing. I spread my legs wide to accept him.
“You sure you want this position?”
“Yes, I want to feel your weight on top of me.”
“Can you come this way?”
“Ah, let’s see. I’m naked, out in the open, about to have sex with a former student I’ve been lusting after for years. Nope, I don’t think there will be a problem.”
“Smart ass,” he admonished, gently swatting my ass.
“Hurry up, Lee. I need you, now!”
As he slid inside me, we both moaned with pleasure. He used one hand to still my hips, and I could tell he was close to coming. After a moment he seemed to regain his control. He gave me a tender kiss, then looked deeply into my eyes and said, “I don’t know how long I can last. And, I want you to come one more time for me. You haven’t screamed my name yet.” He gave me that sexy smile of his. He reached for my right hand and placed it on my mound. “Help me.”
I was amazed and pleased that he had the confidence necessary to by that honest. I began to rub my mound as he pumped in and out of me. The feeling of the indirect pressure on my clit along with his dick filling me sent me into orbit.
“Ahhhhh, Leeee! Yesssss!” I screamed as I broke apart.
He came quickly on the heels of my orgasm, shouting, “Oh, Doc! That pussy is soooo sweet!” I held him tightly with my arms and legs as he shuddered.
Once our breathing had about returned to normal, I could no longer suppress a giggle. He raised one eyebrow in inquiry.
“You called me ‘Doc’ when you came. Don’t you think ‘naked and having sex’ warrants my first name?”
He kissed me gently, softly licking my lower lip while caressing my cheek. “No. You are my ‘Doc.’”
I quirked my head, letting him know that I did not understand.
“ Do you remember that guy who sat beside me in Senior Seminar?”
I nodded, indicating that I did.
“He heard me calling you ‘Doc’ and started referring to you that way. I must have given him a death glare because he apologized and never uttered it again.”
We clutched each other tighter as we laughed. Before long we were back to trading gentle kisses and our laughter faded.
He rolled us to our sides, still facing each other. “I don’t know about you, but I could use a nap,” he suggested.
With him still inside me, my leg draped over his hip to keep him here, we drifted off to sleep in the warm sunshine.
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Waterfall: Part 2: Sun Frolicking