Arsewipe in the Bathroom

by Dick the Prophet

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Anal Sex, Water Sports, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: This is a story based on my personal recollections of working during the miner's strike of 1974. It involved arse fucking and piss appreciation on the toilet.Also the event of my wife and myself trying to cook on a smoke-free coal fire and then trying to play poker when we had no electricity to watch TV is true !

I was sent to work in Leeds to undertake a work-study for a large pension company. It was the time of coal miner's big strike in 1974 and I had to work by torchlight as most of the office lights had been switched off to save electricity. The Personnel Officer had put me to stay with a widow whose husband had died in service of the company, to give her some extra money and to save on hotel costs. Her place was a typical semi detached house, and I was given my own bedroom with a desk to work on. The widow had a young daughter, 20 years old, who was somewhat plump, with dyed blond hair and attractive. She worked in another office in Leeds, as a receptionist.

On the first Friday morning I was busy shaving in the bathroom when Marion, came in wearing her nightie, sat on the toilet and had a loud piss. I looked round to see her at saw her thighs and part of her pubic bush. The sight excited me. I didn't say anything, keeping my thoughts to myself, but when she came up to wash her hands in the basin I was standing at, she couldn't help but see my erection sticking out of my pyjamas.

"Oh" she said, " Have I got you excited? Let me deal with it" and she put soap on her hand and started to wank my cock for me.

"I used to do this for my elder brother before he left home."

I was smiling and let her do it. I hadn't had any sex with my wife for two weeks as I was concentrating on my work, so when I came, my prick jerked upwards, spiting a stream of spunk out. Marion, sitting on the edge of the bath, was hit by the sperm.

"Wow, I've never seen one do that before!"

I reached for the flannel to wipe it off her, but she took it from me, and wiped it off herself. Then she wiped me, as well.

"What excited you? Was it was the sound of me, piddling?"

"Oh yes, I turned me on."

"You kinky boy!"

I didn't see her again until the evening. I had been working up the day's figures in my bedroom, and then went to the bathroom for a piss. On my way out, I met Marion wanting to go in.

"I'm just going in, would you like to watch?"

"Yes please" and I practically pushed her inside.

She turned round to the toilet, pulled her skirt up, then pulled her knickers down to her knees, and sat down.

"Can you open your legs a bit, so I can see where the piss comes from?"

She complied and parted her thighs to reveal a black hairy mass of pubic hair. We both looked down as she started to let go. There was a thick dark yellow stream spurting out from her foliage. I watched her hairy cunt with fascination; I thought about licking it dry, but the amount of hair stopped me.

When she had stopped and reached for some toilet paper to wipe herself, I asked her if I could trim her bush, and when she said OK I dashed into my bedroom and collected a my pair of office scissors. With these I my hand, I started to trim back the mass of hair facing me. I pulled her hips forward to get at that part right between her thighs. I cut very carefully round her labia lips and inside the thigh, but I left a good amount above her to give her some womanly dignity.

"Would you like me to shave you so that you can wear a swim suit when you go to Tossa de Marin Spain."

"Yes that would be good, I had thought of asking a girl friend but you probably could do a better job since you're so interested!!"

I fetched my shaving razor, soap and my flannel. I applied soapy water round her cunt and gently started to shave her pubic hair off. I shaved all the hair on her thighs and round where a bikini would not cover. As I did it I could not help staring at her labia and smelling her pissy smell. I was definitely excited. When I finished I put down the razor and washed off the soap and loose hair. I leant back and looked at my handiwork. It looked good so I moved forward to kiss her fanny but I got carried away and pushed my tongue inside her and upwards to her clit.

Marion pressed put her hand on my head and pressed it down making murmuring noises of pleasure. With my left hand I pulled my trousers down and my pants, freeing my stiff prick. I pulled up her legs so that I could get better access to her cunt. I could see it and her arsehole now. I didn't hesitate but pushed my cock's purple head back up to position straight into her open, big, juicy cunt with one push.

"Ohhhh " she cried out loud. The feeling was tremendous. I held my prick inside her and revelled in its tightness and wetness. I slowly pulled back and pushed hard a second time. I built up to a speed and I was going to shoot when I had a sudden thought of pregnancy. So I quickly pulled out and thrust downwards. By luck it slipped into her sphincter being wet with her cunt juice. The sudden tightness was like a cock-ring; I pulled back and then pushed forward. It was as if I was being milked. I pushed in again and this time I held it in to spurt my spunk inside her rectum.

I slumped against her body and she held me in her arms for a few moments. I realised that I was on my knees and that the floor was hard, so slowly, I pulled out of her arsehole and stood up. I grasped my prick and looked down at it. It was all slippery with spunk and there were brown streaks on the foreskin.

"I had better wash this," I said.

"Pass the flannel when you have finished and I'll wash my bum off as well".

I used it on my cock then passed it to her. She crouched down on the floor, as she did, some sperm fell out of her arse onto the lino covered floor. Marion saw it, and wiped it up, then wiped her bum with the flannel. I washed it out in the sink.

The next day, Saturday, Marion walked me to Elland Road where Leeds was playing against Sunderland. It was a draw. We went to a local pub afterwards and had a pie and a pint, then walked back to the house. Marion's mum had gone out with her friends so we settled down onto the sofa in the lounge. We began french kissing and my hands wandered to her breasts.

Marion pulled back and undid her blouse then her white bra. Her breasts hung down and had large pink nipples and areola. I fondled both at once running my hand around under lifting them up. I leant forward and gently licked the nipples and the skin around. Marion squirmed under my attention. I moved my left hand down to her knee and pushed my hand up her skirt, it was too tight for me to go any higher, so she stood up and took it off and her white knickers. She had on a navy blue suspender belt and it was very sexy to see the dark straps stretch across her white thighs to her brown stockings.

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