CRAVING FREDDIE

Part 15-"Whatever You Want"

The above song has an extremely long intro, but very apropos. Stay with it. The riff is fabulous, worthy of Queen, but it's not. Beware: It will become an infernal earworm.

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Let's take a shower and order room service, I'm getting quite hungry Freddie declared.

"We both need showers but I have something better in mind than room-service." Heddie answered.

Heddie's POV

We entered the shower together, it was quite a large one. Stone walls with small vines and plants seeping thru the crevices.  A stone bench was situated in the corner with  a abnormally large loofah on it. We took turns lathering each other and removing any traces of sex that glistened on our bodies. Freddie noticed one shiny patch on my inner thigh and told me not to move as he bent down to lick the last traces of our "workout."

I was afraid he was going to go further as he was so close to my center, but I guess, he too, was tired. It's not easy being with Freddie. His sexual energy was off the scale and quite intoxicating.

We started lathering each other with fragrant lotions and soaps and started to wash each other's hair. I looked up at him and a tear formed as I saw the foam on his head, the bubbles on his mustache and his skin shiny from all the lotion that he used. I reached for his hair and smoothed back the shampoo that was falling towards his forehead and eyes and smiled.

Freddie's POV

I looked down at Heddie and saw a look in her eyes that I hadn't seen since Mary and even David. It was a look of adoration. Her wiping the shampoo from my face was a little act, but it spoke volumes. I smiled and wiped shampoo off of her face and gently kissed her and then noticed  the tears in her eyes. I wiped the tears away and looked at her questioningly. She shook her head and reached for me and kissed me back with some urgency. I couldn't get enough of this spitfire that challenged me every step of our "association" starting back 2 years ago to today. She fascinated and intrigued me and I'm starting to "feel" emotions that were dead to me for a long time.

I kissed her back with the same urgency and was aroused again. I knew she was wet by the glistening on her inner thighs. She was ready for me, but I just had to taste her. I lifted her up by her waist and brought to stand on the bench in the corner. I lifted her leg and placed it over my shoulder and parted her wet folds. Her juices were everywhere as I greedily lapped at them. My tongue circled her clit around and around and she trembled as I gave her little nub a lingering suck.

"Freddie" she cried, "Oh God, I'm gonna, gonn..eh. oh, I'm gonna come."  

I quickly set her down and held her tightly in my arms , kissed her lips, her cheek and over to her neck. As I  enjoyed the little sweet-spot  under her earlobe on her neck,  she shivered. I lifted her up and she automatically wrapped her legs around my hips  and I grabbed her thighs lifting her higher and spread them lowering her onto my fully aroused cock. I slowly eased her onto it and she shouted, "oh Freddie, it's so much." I backed her against the  wall for greater support as  I plunged into her again and again and her cries were deafening- her mouth was against my ear. She gently bit my neck and then stiffened and said, "Freddie, I'm going  to come" as did I. We both shivered and stiffened against each other. I pulled out and released on her belly and looked into her eyes and kissed her again. I let her down and we continued to wash ourselves again, removing any signs of love-making.