The warm rays of the summer sun beat down relentlessly on Alecia Allen's naked boy as she lay quietly on her stomach next to her swimming pool. Her body was deeply tanned all over; she seldom wore a swim suit under any circumstances and never wore one at all in her own back yard.
The yard was enclosed on three sides by a high wall, while the two-story, Spanish-style house she shared with her husband Larry formed the fourth boundary. Thus she could be certain that no one would see her while she sunbathed, though had she been in the middle of a crowded beach it would have made no difference to her. In fact, she might have liked the latter circumstances better than the present one, since she liked nothing better than to feel men's hungry eyes feasting on her nakedness, whatever the circumstances might be.
Today she was, to put it mildly, horny. She could feel the hard concrete beneath her towel pressing forcefully against her crotch and tits, and she rubbed against it, letting the hard resistance excite her. Deep inside her cunt, she could feel a throbbing, tingling presence, and she knew that if she were to dip one of her fingers into her simmering honeypot she would find her pussy to be warm and moist.
The temptation was strong to do just that, but she held back. She would have gladly plunged her fingers deep into her cunt right now had it not been for the fact that she was expecting a visitor any moment who would provide a much more enjoyable outlet for her pent-up excitement.
Jim was an airline pilot, an acquaintance loft over from the days, not so long ago, when Alecia had been a stewardess. They had met then, and on the relatively rare occasions when he had a layover within driving distance of Mocha's house they never failed to get together. Alecia thought about the eight inches of pure delight that would be deep inside her hungry pussy five minute after Jim arrived.
Where was he? Even though she knew Larry wasn't due home for another three hours, Alecia was anxious to have as much time with Jim as possible. They could never get enough of each other's bodies, and every minute he was delayed was another minute they couldn't spend together.
Just then she heard the sound of a car pulling up in the drive way outside. She smiled and pulled herself into a sitting position.
Suddenly Jim appeared as the door leading to the garage. For a moment he stood framed in the doorway, a smile on his rugged features he took in the sight, always welcome, of Alecia's naked body.
"Welcome, thou heavily hung master of the airways," Alecia offered, beckoning the rugged looking man to come forward.
Jim smiled. "Thank you, dear lady of the lusty loins."
They both broke into laughter as he kissed her lightly; neither could remember when they started carrying on like this, but the fact remained that their first greetings were always exchanged this way.
"Pour yourself a drink and have a seat," Alecia said, indicating a pitcher of red, cold liquid sitting on a glass patio table.
Jim smiled as he poured; the bloody mary was all part of the ritual. He took a long, deep pull. He turned once again to Alecia.
"Think I'll take a dip. I stinketh."
"I'll just watch," Alecia smiled. She was a little frustrated; nothing would have pleased her more than to get right down to some serious fucking, but she knew better than to complain. Taking a sip from her own drink, she leaned back and relaxed.
Jim quickly pulled off his shirt and trousers. Beneath his briefs, his cock was already beginning to stir; the sight of Alecia's body was always enough to accomplish that without any further stimulation. Finally he was naked, and a moment later he dove into the cool water of the pool.
Alecia could feel the juices beginning to flow again at the sight of Jim's cock. Even half erect it was monstrous, dangling between his legs like some sleeping cobra as he disappeared into the pool.
She hoped he didn't intend to swim long.
As soon as he had swum the length of the pool underwater, Jim knew that he had enough swimming for the time being. The water had refreshed him.
He was ready for her.
He sat down next to Alecia. They looked at each other curiously; it had been almost a year since they had last seen each other, and yet both felt as comfortable as if they had only parted yesterday.
Alecia's eyes traveled slowly, provocatively over her companion's body, coming to rest finally on his cock which was as small as it would ever be as a result of the shock of the cold water.
It still wasn't very small.
Alecia reached out and touched it lightly, running her fingers along the shriveled shaft.
"Mmmmmmmm…" she purred as his prick began to stir, the rushing blood tilling out the wrinkles and pulling the skin tight and smooth. As his cock grew larger, she stroked it harder, letting her fingers curl around the thick shaft.
Jim shifted his weight on the warm concrete beneath him. The sight of Alecia's hand on his cock was all he needed; well, not quite all. What he really wanted to see more than anything was the sight of her full, sensuous lips closing around his meat. There were few, women who could fit his cock into his mouth, and of those that could, Alecia was by far the best.
Gently urging her on, Jim placed his hand firmly on her soft blonde hair, pushing her head closer to his straining cock.
Slowly she bent forward, her eyes never leaving the smooth, tight skin of his prick. When she was within an inch of the head of his massive tool, she stopped and began to blow lightly on it.
"Come on, baby, suck it…" Jim urged softly, pulling her hair back so that he could get an uninterrupted view.
But she just blew on his cock, teasing him, making him want it even more.
"What are you trying to do?" he whispered through clenched teeth after another fifteen seconds had passed.
Suddenly her rich, moist tongue darted out and licked the head of his cock. At the same time she began to play with his balls.
"That's better," he whispered.
Slowly now, she proceeded to lick every inch of his cock, sliding her expert tongue up and down the shaft with a pulsing tenderness that was calculated to drive Jim insane with lust.
It did.
He began to rotate his hips; shoving his cock up into the air and watching it slide up along the outside of Alecia's beautiful, oiled face. Then finally, when his cock was completely covered with her saliva, she lifted her head up until it was poised once again an inch above the tip of his cock.
The time had come.
She opened her mouth as wide as possible and drove her throat down on his massive prick. She didn't stop until she felt her lips firmly grinding against the thick, wiry ham at the base of his shaft, causing Jim to gasp.
He had seen her do this before, but it never failed to amaze him to see her take his entire cock into her hungry, clinging throat in a single stroke.
It was incredible.
But she didn't stop there. She began to move her head up and down, plunging him again and again deep inside her body. She could feel the muscles of her throat stretching, expanding to take him all the way inside, at the same time clinging lightly to him in a way that she was certain would drive him crazy.
"Yesssss… baby… yesssssss… suck it… suck my cock…" Jim breathed, marveling at her skill as she increased the tempo, driving her face up and down his slick pole. He was thrusting into her now, driving his cock even farther into her willing throat.
Alecia loved what she was doing. She could feel even contour, every tiny ridge of his cock as her tongue licked and curled around his shaft, tasting his meat, flicking across the sensitive ridge just below the head. His excitement grew stronger with each passing second.
Then suddenly his cock began to tremble and shudder, pulsing wildly in her mouth. In another moment he would come, sending great wads of sticky jam deep into her throat.
She released his cock, pulling her mouth off of it at the last possible moment.
"Aaaagghhhhhh!" he groaned in frustration as he saw his cock emerge from her mouth, glistening in the bright sunlight.
"Not yet, baby, not yet," Alecia murmured.
Jim forced himself to relax. One thing about Alecia; you had to play the game by her rules. But it was worth it.
"Now," she said, getting to her knees in front of him. She was breathing heavily from her exertions, causing her full, firm tits to heave up and down delightfully. Her thighs were parted, the muscles taut and straining, while the lips of her pussy were moistly parted, revealing a trace of the rich pink wetness within.
"Now what?" Jim asked with mock innocence. He knew what she wanted, and he also knew that she was practically creaming all over herself from her excitement.
Alecia carefully placed her right hand firmly over her tawny snatch. Then her green eyes still probing into Jim's, she began to rotate her crotch, grinding softly against her hand, but still not inserting any of her fingers inside her [missing text].
Jim began to smile.
"Do it, baby, do it," he urged, knowing what she had in mind and wanting to see her do it.
She spread wide the dewy lips of her pussy, revealing for the first time the rich, wet entrance to her cunt. Then, without waiting another second, she plunged her middle finger deep into the steaming chamber that was so hungry to be filled.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh…" she groaned. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have something, anything, inside her starved cunt.
She began to rotate the finger inside her, twisting it so that it reached all of the sensitive walls. Then she pulled the finger out. It glistened in the sunlight, wet with her honey. Jim looked at it hungrily and started to reach for it, but she held him off. Instead, she took the finger and placed it against her lips, wiping some of the wetness onto them so that they, too, glistened. Then she plunged the finger into her mouth, sucking it, draining every drop of hot cream from it.
"Mmmmmmmmm…" she purred, savoring the taste. Jim couldn't stand it any more. He covered both her tits with his hands.
They practically jumped in his grasp as she pushed forward. The nipples were hard and slippery, while the flesh mounds were soft. Her body, covered with suntan oil, was slick and brown.
Slowly but firmly, he pushed her back until she was once again stretched out on her towel. His hands still covered her tits.
"Eat me… eat my cunt… eat it…" she whispered, licking the last traces other own honey from her lips as she spoke.
Jim, on his knees between her parted thighs, began to slide his hands down across her smooth, slick stomach. As he made contact with her soft, downy tangle, he slowed down, playing with her furry hair.
Then finally he had reached his goal; his hands were on either side of her moist, dripping pussy. He guided her willing legs up until both of them were stretched over his shoulder, displaying her cunt.
He bent forward, parting her cuntlips, revealing the depths of her pulsing cunt to his eager eyes. When his lips were just a few inches short of his goal, however, he stopped. Then he began to blow on her cunt, fanning the hot channel, driving her crazy.
"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh… please… please eat me… eat my cunt…" she pleaded, beginning to writhe and twist as she sought to bring her cunt in contact with his lips.
But he wasn't ready for that.
He had decided to give her a taste of her own medicine. As he blew on her hungry muff, he could see her love juice pour out of her in streams of passion.
Then, when it seemed like she was likely to burst from her frustration, he suddenly plunged his tongue deep into her simmering hole.
She gasped, writhing even more wildly. She spread her thighs even wider and grabbed his head with her hands, forcing it deeper and deeper into her juicy hole.
Jim was in heaven.
He could taste her honey as it streamed out onto his face, hot and musky and reminding him that he was with the most fantastic woman he had ever known. In and out he plunged his tongue, fucking her with his moist probe.
Writhing wildly, Alecia fondled her swelling, throbbing clit.
She began to rub it, lightly flicking her finger back and forth across the sensitive organ. Almost immediately she felt what seemed like a hot, glowing coal deep inside her. She rubbed her clit harder.
Jim's tongue continued to slide in and out of her cunt, licking deeper and deeper inside her. He could sense that she was driving toward her on release, and he know that the combination of his tongue and her finger would be enough to give it to her.
But he wasn't going to let it happen.
Just as she was about to explode, he pulled away and grabbed her hand.
"Aaaamghhh!" she cried. She had been on the brink of coming.
"Now," he whispered, looking down at her heaving body, relishing those last few moments.
"Fuck me… ohhhh, please… fuck me…" she coed, rating his cock more than she wanted anything clue in the world.
Jim took his cock in his hand, placing the throbbing head at the drenched entrance to her cunt. Then, in a single driving motion, he drove it deep into the hot, yielding folds of her pussy.
"Mmmmmmmm…" she moaned, spreading her creamy thighs wide to accept his meat, feeling it fill her like no other cock could.
He put his weight on his elbows, keeping his body raised above hers a he begun to pump, watching her as she writhed and wriggled, making his cock shudder with excitement.
Harder and harder he plunged his cock into her cunt, while she responded by shoving back with equal force, grinding and smashing against his raging tool.
"Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…" she whispered, the words coming in ragged gasps.
Both knew dimly that it wouldn't be long now; too much had gone before for this to be anything other than a short, hard fuck. Their bodies were in complete harmony, almost unified as they crashed against each other.
Alecia could feel the burning coal growing larger and hotter inside her cunt as she fought to release it. Nothing could stop her now.
Nothing.
Jim fought to control himself just a little longer. He could tell that Alecia was on the verge of exploding, and he wanted to shoot his own cum into her at the precise moment her cunt was racked by the spasm of delight he knew was almost there.
"Ohhhhhh…" she whispered, writhing and grinding harder than ever. "I'm gonna come… gonna come… come, come, COME!"
It happened. In a single, blinding flash her cunt seemed to explode, shattering into a thousand pieces, then dissolving as she melted into a pool of warm, sticky delight.
As Jim felt her cunt contract, he let go, and within half a second he felt his own cum bubbling up within his meat, hot and pulsing as it traveled the length of his cock and spurted out into the wet, sticky depths of her pussy.
Again and again they smashed into each other, each forcing the last drops of fulfillment out of the other's body.
Finally the raging torrent ended.
Exhausted, Jim pulled his shrinking cock out of her cunt and rolled over until he was lying at his back next to her. For a long time neither of them spoke, each basking in the aftermath of the most satisfying fuck either had experienced in a long time.
It was Alecia who broke the silence. "How long do you have?"
"Well," Jim said, "believe it or not I'm here for the weekend."
"Oh, no! I can't believe it!"
"Can't believe what?" he queried.
"I'm going away this weekend with Larry."
"Can't you get out of it?"
She shook her head sadly. "It's not so much just Larry I have to worry about."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's a long story."
"So tell me along story."
Five minutes later he understood why Alecia couldn't cancel out on the weekend ahead of her; there were other people involved. People who were counting on Alecia.
The "other people" were Merril and Dick Harris, a couple with whom Larry and Alecia spent a lot of time. The two couples had, several months in advance, made reservations for the coming weekend at the Feslon Institute.
"What the hell's the Feslon Institute?"
"I don't know that much about it, except that it has something to do with sexual therapy."
"Sexual therapy? For you?" Jim asked incredulously. Then he started to laugh.
"It's not for me; it's for Merril. She's really uptight."
"So why are you going?"
"Larry and I promised Dick we'd go. That was the only way he could get Merril to agree to it."
There was a long silence. Then suddenly Alecia brightened. "I've got an idea!"
"What?"
"Why don't you come, too?"
"Are you crazy?"
"No, listen," Alecia said excitedly. "Larry doesn't know you, so if you showed up at the Institute he'd just think you're another guest."
"Do single people go there?" Jim asked. He was beginning to get interested in the idea after all. Why not?
"I think so. I'm almost certain."
"What do they do them?"
"I'm not certain. But if we don't like it, I'm sum we can get away for a while."
"I don't know…" Jim still hesitated. "Oh, come on, Jim. There's no harm in trying, is them?"
"I guess not."
"That's a good boy."
"Now shut up."
"Why?"
"Became I want to fuck you again."