Gerald didn't say two words to me that night, but I didn't really mind. I was feeling a little bit guilty about Robert; not enough to make me want to stop seeing him, but enough to make me uncomfortable around Gerald.
Seeing Robert was going to be frustrating. He only came through our area about once a month, and then he was only here for a day. Still, the arrangement didn't bother me too much; half the fun would be in the anticipation of the few opportunities we would have.
I was sitting in the living room watching television when the phone rang, interrupting my thoughts about Robert. Gerald didn't move, so I got up to answer it.
"Hello."
"Sheryl? This is Michelle Reiner."
"Oh. Hi, Michelle."
This was a surprise. She had never called me before that I could remember. It seemed strangely coincidental for her to make her first call to me now, the day after I had watched her get laid in her own back yard.
By the time we hung up I was still confused. She had invited me over for "coffee and a swim" tomorrow afternoon. I accepted.
She seduced me.
I knew something strange was going an when she suggested, after we'd had two Bloody Marys each, that we sunbathe nude. At first I hesitated, but she made me feel so silly that I couldn't help but give in.
I tried not to stare at her body, but it was difficult. She was really beautiful, and her tits were almost impossible not to stare at.
She wasn't nearly so nervous about staring at me. I could feel her eyes running all over my body, and I could tell that she was getting excited about what she saw.
Well, I was excited too.
I'd never made it with another woman; never even thought about it, really. But the other day, watching Michelle getting fucked, I had been vaguely aware of the fact that it was her body as much as the man's that was turning me on.
She spread her legs.
She was lying on a chaise lounge that was facing directly toward me. When she casually spread her lop it had the effect of parting her pussy lips and letting me see the pearly dewdrops that were hovering just beyond the entrance to her hair fringed slit.
I took a long pull off my third drink, then spread my legs too.
"It's really hot, isn't it?" she said.
"Yeah."
Her body was glistening from the suntan oil she had rubbed all over herself. I hadn't brought any, so my body was dry. I could feel the sun beating down on me.
"You're gonna get burned. You better put some suntan oil on."
"I didn't bring any."
"Well, here." She offered me hers, then suddenly pawed as if she were having an idea.
"Why don't you let me put it on you?"
I nodded.
By now we both knew what was going on. As soon as her hands touched me I could feel an electrical tension spring up between us, a sexual awareness of each other that couldn't be denied.
She started with my back, rubbing it into the smooth, tanned skin, moving slowly down toward my ass. Almost involuntarily I lifted my ass up into the air a little as she got near it, and I could sense her own excitement rising as she finally touched the white flesh of my hips.
"Mmmmmmmm… that's nice…"
She lingered for a long time on my [missing text]. Once or twice I thought she was going to forget about pretense completely and slip her finger into my cunt.
But she didn't.
Finally she moved on to my legs.
Then I turned over.
She was breathing move heavily titan the light exercise she was getting warranted. I could see her tits rising and falling with each breath and her face was flushed.
She went to work on my front.
First she rubbed the buttery oil into my shoulders, but then she moved down to my tits. Both of us were creaming all over ourselves now.
She slid her hands all over my soft tits, rubbing them and squeezing them. By now there was little or no pretense about what she was doing. Her fingers were exploring my nipples, flicking them and driving me inane with wet, sticky desire.
I reached up and grabbed her tits. My breath was coming in short gasps. My oat was streaming hot juice.
I wanted to make it with her now.
Suddenly she pulled beck aid flood over me. I could tell that she wanted to say something, but she was trying to figure out how to phrase it.
Finally she spoke.
"Did you enjoy what you saw the other day?"
"What?"
"Me and Steve. Fucking."
I looked at her closely. She was smiling, so evidently she wasn't angry.
"It was pretty exciting."
"I guess so."
"How did you know?"
"I could see you through the fence."
Then we both laughed. A moment later we were lying on the soft grass in the same spot where she and Steve had been lying two days earlier. Her hands were all over my tits, and mine were on her ass, pulling her close so we could grind our crotches together.
Then we kissed.
I could feel her hungry tongue shooting into my mouth, and I made no move to stop it. She was as turned on as I was, and neither one of us was going to stop until we both were satisfied.
"Jesus…" I groaned, feeling my cunt begin to churn and foam before she even touched it. "How did you know?"
"What?" she murmured, kissing my hair with her full, sensuous lips.
"That I'd want to… to do this." She laughed.
"I didn't. I just guessed."
Then she began to slide down across my chest until her lips were firmly locked over my right nipple.
She bit it.
"Ohhhhhh!" I groaned, half in pain and half in delight.
I loved it.
She rubbed and squeezed both my tits while she sucked on them. I could feel strange surges of excitement just beneath my nipples.
"God… my cunt…"
Suddenly she lunged up from where she was and twisted so that her cunt was banging in the air just a few inches above my face.
I reached up and pulled her down, holding onto her ass while I buried my face in her juicy cunt.
It was incredible.
In the second or so before I pulled her down I could see her slit dangling above me, lips open, honey waiting to be gobbled down, fiery red clit protruding almost beyond her cuntlips.
Then I couldn't see anything.
Her cunt was a melting mass of hot cream. I couldn't believe how good it looked.
My tongue gobbled it don.
Then I shot my tongue as far into her naked slit as I could, while she ground down on me from above.
"Ohhhhh God… Jesus your tongue… ohhhh fuck… fuck…"
She lunged up and down, smashing my face again and again until I could hardly breathe. But it didn't matter; nothing mattered to me except getting my tongue as deep into her cunt as I possibly could.
"Ohhhhhh… I'm gonna come, baby, I'm gonna come…"
I braced myself. I could hardly even imagine how good it was going to taste when she finally exploded all over me, but I was more than ready for it.
"Ohhhh shit… fuck, I'm gonna come… fuck… fuck!"
Then it happened.
I could feel her entire cunt begin to quake and shudder, and then a moment later her lips slammed together with a force that almost squeezed my tongue to death. A moment later my entire mouth was filled with the hottest, juiciest cream I had ever tasted in my life.
It was fantastic!
Again and again she spurted into my eager mouth, and each time it happened I gobbled down everything she had to give me. Nothing had ever tasted so good in my life, and even though I was drowning in her cum I still wanted more.
She gave it to me.
For what seemed like ages she kept exploding, shooting cream into my hungry mouth, moaning and groaning as if she were about to die.
Then at last she stopped.
Both of us lay gasping on the grass, our bodies heaving up and down as we desperately tried to catch our breath. Finally I opened my eyes and looked at Michelle.
She was smiling at me.
"What's that?" I asked. We were inside the house now. I was on the couch in the living room enjoying another drink. Michelle had just walked into the room with some kind of device strapped to the back of her hand.
We were both still naked.
"You just relax. I'll let you know what it is."
"Baby, I'm relaxed. You can count on that." I took another long pull from my drink, then casually let one of my fingers brush against my right tit.
It felt fantastic.
I don't know when I'd ever felt this totally turned on before in my life. Anything that touched me seemed to somehow raise the level of my excitement, even if it was only something as silly as the material that covered the couch I was sitting on.
She sat down next to me. I still didn't know what the thing on the back of her hand was, but while I was looking at it I went ahead and played with my own tit.
Why not?
"Let me do that," she whispered.
I didn't argue. The thing on the back of her hand seemed to be strapped to her fingers. It was pert rubber, part metal.
She touched a switch on the back of it.
Suddenly it began to hum and purr. I still wasn't sure exactly what it was, but any doubts I had were put to rest as soon as she touched me with her hand.
It was a vibrator.
Not just any vibrator. Believe me, this thing was special. It made her whole hand feel like it was full of electricity. As soon as she touched me on my shoulder I practically creamed all over myself.
Then she moved toward my tit.
Her fingers and palm were slick with oil, so they moved across my body so smoothly that it seemed as if she didn't even have to guide them. It was almost like they were drawn to my tit by a magnet.
I was on fire.
Every tiny spot on my body seemed to be totally alive. I could hardly wait for her hand to reach my tit; just thinking about what it would feel like made me feel as if my whole body were about to melt.
"Like it?"
"Jesus, Michelle, it's…"
"Shhhhh. Just relax. And enjoy."
I tried to relax, but that was totally impossible. Nothing could stop me from creaming all over the couch while this was going on? I was insane with excitement.
But at least I managed to hold still. For the moment.
When her hand finally reached my tit, however, there was nothing I could do to stop myself from squirming and wriggling like a wild person.
"Ohhhhhh! God, I can't… ohhhhhh shit…"
It was incredible.
My tit felt like it was going to separate from my body. Every nerve ending in my nipple was going crazy, and she was only making it more intense by rubbing her fingers back and forth on the sensitive organ.
"Not bad, uh?"
"God, Michelle…"
It was all I could manage to say.
When I just about fainted from excitement she gave me a moment's break by sliding her hand across my chest toward my other tit. Then she was all over it.
As I writhed and wiggled on the couch I looked down and saw the tit she had just left. It was incredible; the nipple was mine erect than I had ever seen it before, and just the thought of touching it drove me insane.
By the time she finished with my other tit, it was the same way.
Now I was ready for anything.
Slowly, not saying anything at all, she began to slide tier hand down across my quivering stomach toward my crotch.
I braced myself.
Down, down she went. Both of us had our eyes on her hand, and I think we both could hardly wait until she finally reached my snatch.
"Hold on, baby, hold on," she whispered, her voice ragged with excitement.
"This is… incredible… just fucking incredible…"
"I know."
Suddenly she was in my hair. I could feel her finger working through the velvety forest, and I could see them spreading apart the hairs as she continued toward my pulsing cunt. Finally she was there.
"Come on, Michelle, hurry. I'm dying…"
But she didn't hurry. Instead, she paused with her fingers hovering on my cunt lips.
"Relax."
"I can't!" I wailed. "Come on, Michelle, don't tease me. Not now!"
But she did. While I lay there in absolute agony she let her electric fingers flit all around the entrance to my cunt without going inside. She touched the smooth skin of my thighs and toyed with my ass cheeks. Once or twice she let her fingers become entwined in my hair.
But she wouldn't thrust them inside me.
Finally, when I couldn't stand it any longer, I reached down and grabbed her hand, vibrator and all, and shoved it toward the center of my cunt.
She gave in.
Without hesitating at all she mashed two fingers inside my dripping pussy. As soon as she did I just let my body go wild.
My cunt was on fire.
It seemed as if both her fingers were shooting bolts of electricity into my cunt, causing my entire slit to become a foaming, churning mass of excitement.
Her face was just a few inches away from my pussy, and I could see through the haze that had enveloped my senses that she was staring into my quaking cunt.
It must have looked juicy.
Her fingers were flying in and out of me, reaming and plunging through my pussy with enough force to make me want to release everything inside me so that she could give me the best climax of my life.
My cunt began to boil, hot cum shooting up from deep inside me toward her hand. I knew it wouldn't be very long until I exploded, but I wanted to hold onto these sensations just a little bit longer.
Just another few seconds…
It was no use. My body wasn't going to be denied; I was too far gone to hold back any longer.
"Ohhhhhhh Michelle… I'm gonna come… I can't hold it, I'm gonna come…"
She worked even harder, still keeping her face just a few inches from my cunt.
I began to storm and surge, my cunt frothing within me as the cum fought to be free of my body. Michelle could feel it as well, and at the very last possible second she pulled her fingers from my cunt.
If I hadn't seen what happened next I wouldn't have believed it.
"Aaaaaaggggghhh!"
I looked down at her face as the full force of my organ shot through my empty cyst. I was vaguely disappointed that she had taken her hand away, but what happened next made me forget those feelings.
My cunt shot cum onto her face.
It was incredible.
Her face was at least three inches away from my slit, and as I felt the first huge contraction race through my body I saw it happen. Hot, sizzling cum squirted out of my cunt, went flying through the air, and landed on her upturned face.
She gobbled it don.
Another surge produced the same results. Then she slammed her face into my cunt and began to lick and suck while I continued to come ail over her face.
She was fantastic.
This whole thing was fantastic. I had never felt so totally fulfilled in my life. For at least three minutes she kept her tongue inside me, making certain that she didn't miss any of the precious fluid that my body was releasing from deep inside me.
Then finally she pulled her head up. I could see traces of cum lingering on her lips and teeth as she smiled at me.
"Not bad, oh?"
"Are you kidding."
We were both grinning like schoolgirls. I could toll that she had enjoyed herself as much as I had.
Well, maybe not that much. I don't ace how anybody could have enjoyed it like I did.
"Sheryl?"
"Mmmmmmmm…"
I was stroking her tits softly now, half listening to what she was saying.
"You know we could really have some fun if you want to."
"We just did have fun, didn't we?"
We both laughed. I bent over and kissed her nipple, feeling it grow hard in my mouth. She shoved it deep into my sucking mouth, then took it away.
"We could have more fun."
"I doubt it."
"Do you want to try?"
Finally I began to catch on to her train of thought. She was feeling me out to see if I wanted to go any further than this.
"Just you and me?"
"Whatever you want. There are other people around – people you might be surprised about."
"Michelle," I said with feeling. "You're looking at somebody who's been bored shitless for the last three years."
"I know."
"I'm ready for anything."
"Do you really mean that?" she asked.
"Try me."
"I think I will. You might find out that things don't have to be boring at all around here."
"It's already beginning to look a lot better," I said.
"Mmmmmmm."
I didn't know whether she was agreeing with me or just reacting to the way my fingers were fluttering all over her tits.
"I've got an idea," she suddenly said. "What?"
"What are you doing Friday?"
"During the day?" I asked.
"Nothing."
She began to smile, and I could tell that her mind was coming up with something that both of us would like.
"Good. Why don't you plan on spending the afternoon here?"
"All right."
"Good. We'll have a party," she smiled.
"I'm sure."
We both giggled. I knew it was going to be fun.