“No.” She smiles. “I was very persuasive with Harry.” She laughs, pulling herself more tightly against me, to emphasize her point. “I got Harry to remove my frequency from the transmitter before he gave it to your dad. Not that I don’t trust Daryl, I’m just being careful.” She says, rowing faster and slamming her hard nipples against my chest. We stop talking as we urgently work towards another mutual climax. This time she stops rowing, pushes me back against the pulley and starts fingering her clit while she rocks up and down on my cock.
“Play with my tits!” She cries, as she fingers her clit. Her feet are on the floor and she’s bouncing herself up and down on the balls of her feet, pounding my hard cock into her enflamed pussy. I reach for her tits, which are hardly bouncing at all, and cradle them in my hands. Using my thumb and index finger, I pinch and twist her hard nipples, as she jumps up and down on my cock.
“Oh yeah!” She screams, still pounding away on my cock. The pulley is pushing into my neck and I feel like I’m going to fall, but the intensity of this gorgeous model getting herself off on my hard cock pushes that all away. I feel my body tense and my balls tighten, as she leans her hands against my chest and squeezes my nipples, digging her fingernails into them. The pain, shooting from my nipples to my groin, causes my cock to explode inside her frothing pussy.
“Oh Fuuuuuuck!” She cries, clenching her pussy around my cock and shaking, jerkily, through her own orgasm. I release her tits and she collapses on my chest, driving my back into the pulley and causing us to nearly lose our balance on the rowing machine.
“Sorry.” She laughs, lifting herself off of me and rolling onto the floor, breathing hard. I fall next to her and watch her sweat-soaked tits heave up and down as I try to catch my breath.
“Wow!” I exclaim. “Who knew rowing could be so much fun.” I say, brushing her matted hair from her forehead.
“Yeah, I think more people would exercise if they knew.” She laughs, brushing her hand over my chest. “We need a shower!” Christina announces, as she jumps to her feet and reaches her hand out to help me up. She pulls me up, into a full embrace, squeezing my ass cheeks with her hands. I cup her ass with my hands and look at our bodies in the mirrored wall.
“Harry was pretty kinky, you know.” Christina says, as she leads me down a hallway towards the bathroom. “He liked getting fucked in the ass.” She laughs, raising an eyebrow at me for my reaction.
“So I’ve heard.” I tell her. “How about my dad?” I ask. “Is he kinky like that, too?”
“Oh god no!” She laughs. “Your dad is way too homophobic to even consider anything in his ass.” She says.
“How old are you?” Christina asks, as she leans into the shower and adjusts the temperature of the water.
“Eighteen.” I answer. “I just graduated from high school.
“No kidding!” She cries. “Wait, what was your grade point average?” She asks, excitedly, stepping into the shower and letting the spray run over her body.
“What?” I ask, stepping in behind her.
“What was your grade point average in high school?” She asks, squeezing soap onto her hands and lathering up her legs.
“My senior year it was a 3. 5. Why?” I ask, reaching for the body wash. “Let me do that.” I say, squirting soap onto my palms and lathering her thighs.
“I told you I was smart, right?” She says, spreading her legs so I can wash her upper thighs. “Well, my senior year in high school, I was a tutor for kids who were struggling with their grades. I decided to combine my sex addiction and my tutoring, by offering sex as an incentive to kids who brought their grade point average up to a 3. 0. Word got out and I ended up fucking every guy in the senior class with a 3. 0 average and even a couple of girls.” She says, as I wash between her legs and lather her firm, round ass cheeks.
“So, if I didn’t have a 3. 0?” I ask, while I start soaping her perfectly round tits.
“Then this would have been wrong!” She says, laughing, as she rubs her soapy hands across my chest and down my stomach.
“How did the couple of girls get in there?” I ask, as her hands move down and she begins lathering my cock and balls.
“These two friends of mine used to have parties whenever their parents were out of town.” She says, as my cock starts to recover from her expert fondling. “During these parties, they’d set me up in one of their bedrooms and guys would line up outside the bedroom door with their grades. Any guy who met the grade point average would be let in to fuck me, sometimes more than one at a time.” She says, as I pump my hard cock against her hand and she continues caressing my balls. “I would do as many as ten or fifteen guys at each party.” She sighs, letting go of my cock and sliding her hands around to my ass cheeks. “Of course, these were inexperienced high school guys, so I only got off about every third or fourth fuck.” She laughs. Pulling me against her, we slither our soapy bodies against each other, her tits, slipping across my chest and my cock sliding sideways around her pussy mound.
“One night these two girls showed up with their grades, wanting to join the fun. I had never been with a girl before, so I thought what the fuck.” My cock is rock hard from slithering against Christina’s soapy body and from hearing about her sexual escapades as a teenager. “I found out that I love having my pussy eaten by a girl, but I don’t much like to reciprocate. I almost gagged when I tried it. Luckily there were two of them, so I had them eat each other while they took turns eating me.” She smiles and turns around, towards the water. I push my body against her back and reach my hands around to caress her tits, while my cock nestles between her ass cheeks.
“No one eats pussy like a woman.” She says. “Except your father!” She says, turning back towards me. “That’s a compliment.” She insists. “It’s not like saying he hits like a girl or throws like a girl. Eating pussy like a girl is a significant accomplishment and your dad does it.
“What’s the difference, Christina? “I ask.
“It’s hard to explain.” She says, rinsing off and stepping out of the shower. “Women take their time to build the arousal, but it’s more than that. They know just when and where to lick, with how much pressure and when to stop.” She says. “Of course, when I started fucking your dad, my experience was limited to guys my own age. I couldn’t believe I could cum every time I had sex.” She laughs. “Come on, let’s see how good you are, then I want to fuck you and your dad together.” She says, grabbing my cock and leading me into her bedroom.
“So, this is a test.” I ask, as Christina settles back on her bed, spreading her long legs. I crawl up between them for my first real good look at her pussy. Her pussy lips are long and thick, weaving around her hole, like a tiny mountain range around a volcano.