The rebirth of Andrew Bishop - chapter 28 - Sex Stories

The rebirth of Andrew Bishop - chapter 28

... thigh to his ankle. His wife held him tightly and she now kissed his nipple, something else she had never done. She now humped herself on his leg a couple of times and the stream of acrid urine ceased. "I'm so stimulated right now," she said in a gentle voice, "Let's clean up and then I want to fuck before dinner." She disentangled herself from her shocked husband, turned and walked towards the cold water of the pond. Henry looked down at his feet. He was standing in a dirty puddle. His ankles and calves were splattered with muddy urine. He looked at Evelyn, her ass was white in the bright sunshine. He'd never had her ask him to fuck her before. He hoped he would be able to perform. A usable erection at his age was not always a given. "Cmon on, Henry," he heard her call as he started after her. Evelyn waited at the waters edge and took Henry's hand as he approached her. Together they walked into the water. 'It is cold, but not as cold as it was the other day,' thought Henry, 'At last the summer sun is warming the creek a little.' When he was a bit over waist deep and the water was just under Evelyn's breasts he turned to her and pulled her in close. He held her to himself. "What was all that about?" he asked her as he nuzzled into her neck. Henry was still a bit shocked by his wife's odd behavior. "I don't know, Henry. I just wanted to do something exciting with you. I'm sick of being Evelyn and Henry, retired farmers. We've never done anything sexy," she replied. Henry ...

... held her close by placing one arm down her back and his hand pressing on her ass cheek. With his other hand, he reached down and stroked her bushy pubic hair under the water. He parted the wiry locks and ran a finger between her labia, stroking her clitoris as he did so. He heard her sigh and then she pushed away from him and dunked herself fully under the water. As she surfaced, she, more out of habit than necessity, pushed her hair back. She washed her face and the came back close to Henry. She reached out under the water and held his cock in her hand. "Come on, Henry, wash up. I meant it, I want to us to fuck as soon as we are dry." Henry splashed water over himself and then he too dived under. He was not used to hearing her swear, but it did turn him on somewhat. Evelyn walked back to the chairs. She picked up all their clothes and opened the door to the van and threw them onto the table inside. She pulled the canvas chair out into the bright sunshine and sat facing into the warmth. Henry pulled his seat up next to her and sat down too. "I just want to warm and dry first," she said. Henry watched as she parted her legs to let the sun dry her crotch. His demure Evelyn would never sit with her legs apart. But here she was, naked in the sunshine and seemingly relaxed. This was going to take some getting used to. Evelyn looked down at Henry. His cock was shrunken from the cold. She really wanted to have him inside her. She hadn't wanted to have sex this much in at least twenty ...