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Sunblock, Sex
and Sweet, Sweet Pussy
The new job was good, the new house was good, the new neighborhood was
good, the new everything was good. And I was miserable. Transplants take a
bit of time to take hold, and my East-to-West coast jaunt was more
disturbing than anything else. California, land of the relentless
sunshine, the shake-rattle-and-roll of the ground, the trendy people who
always make me feel as if I should be doing something to better myself,
and unrecognizable food.
The people were nice, though. My next-door neighbor was another single
woman about my age. That made me feel rather comfortable. I admired her
yard. Her landscaping, which she did herself, was exquisite. She caught me
at that one Saturday afternoon, and came over to introduce herself. Within
minutes, we were back on her private patio with a big pitcher of
margaritas, some nachos and soft jazz music. She wanted to know what it
was like to live in New England...it was Hell, only frozen...and I wanted
to know why I got a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach every time she
smiled at me. She was gorgeous...all over tan, long jet black hair, huge
brown, almond shaped eyes. Very high IQ, very articulate, very funny. I
watched a drop of condensation slide down her glass and splash into her
cleavage and I nearly wet myself. Oh, damn, I thought...what the hell is
happening to me???
She offered me the use of one of her bikinis to try the pool. I made
agreeable noises, and she left me alone to put on the tiny scraps of
material. I looked at myself in the mirror. Oh, my. A very pale...VERY
pale, nearly naked person. I sighed heavily, and walked outside. She
looked at me approvingly. "That looks great on you." I blushed and
mumbled. She picked up a tube and said "sunblock, definitely. Go slow on
the tan." I'd never had a tan in my life, but she had me lie on my stomach
while she sat astride my hips and rubbed the sunblock all over my back. I
could feel the moist heat from between her legs on my ass, and knew that I
was wriggling my ass very delicately against her...but I couldn't stop.
She murmured at me soothingly, her fingers undoing the bikini top then
sliding down over my sides to massage the sides of my breasts. I let out
an involuntary groan. Her hands slid under me and gently massaged my hard
nipples. She leaned forward, and I felt her naked tits against my back.
They felt so warm, so full. Her nipples were hard points. "Oh," I
whispered. She turned me over, and her mouth found mine. Her lips were the
softest thing I'd ever felt, her tongue so gentle as it slid into my
mouth. Her hands slid over my skin, into my hair, touching me, stroking
me, occasionally fingering a nipple...then going palm flat and sliding
down between my legs to cup my mound. At first, all I could do was lie
there and let her touch me, but soon my hands developed a hunger of their
own. I started exploring her beautiful face with my fingertips, then that
glorious hair...then her back, like silk, then around to cup her tits. I
fingered her nipples, and got high on the sounds she made. I wanted MORE
of that sound. I slid my mouth to her breast, licked it, nibbled it, then
gently sucked her nipple in my mouth. She groaned..helplessly...trembling...and
I sucked harder. I went back and forth between her soft, round globes,
massaging with my fingers and sucking and nibbling on her nipples. She lay
on her back, gasping, her eyes glittering.
I slid my mouth down her body and tongued her navel, then licked my way
down to the top of her bikini. I ran my open mouth over the fabric,
inhaling the incredible scent of her. I bit her through the bikini, so
gently, spreading her legs wide...moving my mouth up and down her thighs,
licking, tasting, exploring. Fumbling a little, I untied the bikini and
whisked it away. I moaned at the sight. So neatly trimmed, so pink, lips
swollen and glistening with desire. I swallowed hard, suddenly nervous,
and I felt her fingers brush across my forehead. It was a kind, reassuring
touch. I smiled at her pussy, afraid to look her in the eye for fear I'd
cry. I lowered my mouth to her and licked.
Nothing had prepared me for the incredible taste. I licked again, savoring
the musky-sweet liquid of an aroused woman. She lay comfortably, stroking
my hair, letting me explore every part of her warm wetness with my tongue,
mouth and fingers. I gently slid a finger inside her and fucked her with
it, delighting in her involuntary movements in response. She became more
aroused, and I became more confident and aggressive. I licked and sucked
her erect clit, then fastened on it tightly as my fingers probed inside
her. I sucked her clit and fucked her pussy with two fingers as she lost
control...back arching, hands yanked into fists and slamming into the
ground, legs wrapped around me...thrusting up, humping my mouth, calling
for me to never, never stop sucking her...until an explosive orgasm lifted
her right up off the ground in a convulsive muscle contraction...both
hands slapping over her mouth just in time to cut off her scream of
pleasure.
I looked down at the disheveled, twitching, incoherent woman and felt the
world's biggest grin come to live on my face. I got up, and poured us a
couple of margaritas, then held hers to her lips while she sipped
carefully. I lay next to her and held her, stroking her gently, feeling
her warm, soft body against mine, so soothing, so reassuring, so gentle.
"Think what I can do to you with some practice," I murmured. She started
to shake with silent laughter. It grew...and grew, until she was
out-of-control, lying there with tears streaming down her face to her
beautiful smile. Gradually, she calmed, except for a few isolated bursts
of giggles. She grinned at me, then her face went deadpan. "You could even
learn to do this," she said calmly, and MOVED.
Now, I know the woman only had one mouth and two hands. I know that.
Really. My body, however, was convinced otherwise...my nipples were
gloriously and DEMANDINGLY sucked, pinched, pulled, massaged, nipped,
nibbled...at the same time, it seemed, that a tongue was fucking my belly
button, and a mouth was suctioned to my abdomen giving me a little brand.
I would have raised my head to look at her if I could have moved at all.
Hands, lots of them, stripped off my bikini bottom, and fingers, lots of
them, spread my lips apart, and A TONGUE...just one, but damn, what a
tongue....slid in me and over me and around me, licking, teasing, taunting
my clit...which felt so engorged it would explode. She gripped my thighs
and pushed up, and slid her tongue down my ass crack. I gasped in shock,
and she raised her head and looked at me with a question in her eyes. I
blushed furiously and babbled at her. Knowing that she had just gone where
no one else had gone before did something to both of us.
She tongue fucked my ass while I grabbed my ankles and held myself open
for her. I was vaguely conscious of howling "MORE!! MORE!!" at her...and
VERY conscious that she was delivering more and more. Her tongue, lips and
teeth were constantly in motion on my pink hole...thrusting, licking,
nibbling, sucking, biting...and I shocked the hell out of myself by
cumming so damned big. I raised my head a bit unsteadily, to tell her how
incredible it was...croaked a few syllables, then put my head back down
again. I looked up at the swirling clouds, hanging on to the spinning
planet for dear life.
She gently worked her tongue into my cunt, lapping at my cum, murmuring
her pleasure at the taste. She carefully avoided my clit until it calmed,
then began to slowly bring me back to an intense arousal. Her fingers
dipped into my wet cunt, then one fingertip pressed gently against my
asshole. She penetrated carefully, wiggling the fingertip inside me as she
lapped at my clit. The sensation was incredible, like nothing I'd ever
felt before! I went wild...every forbidden fantasy I'd ever had exploding
in front of my eyes...wanting more and more and more...wanting her to do
everything to me...everything...wanting and needing to do it back to her.
I felt something inside me unlock, and the pent-up lust of a lifetime was
freed by her tongue, her fingers ...HER...
Two fingers fucked my ass as her incredible mouth sucked my clit. I kept
cumming, not caring that I screamed, not caring about anything but the
incredible pleasure that seemed to go on endlessly...each second more
intense than the next until my body was savaged by a pleasure so intense
it was agony. Finally, all sensation stopped, and I floated, her arms
around me, her warm flesh pressed against mine, her voice murmuring in my
ear. I smiled, which is all I could...or needed...to do. She understood.
(c) Morgan Grayson 1998
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