Susan and John made it out of bed by eleven; something of accomplishment in that more often than not on the days they spent together they didn't get up until after twelve.
If at all.
Susan had been trying to get John to tell her about his experiences with Sheila, and though he had gone into less detail than she would have liked, he was better about it than Sheila had been earlier.
"I'll tell you something, Susan," he had said with a silly grin on his face. "That young lady has got just about the nicest pussy, outside your own, of course, that I've ever seen."
"I know," Susan grinned. "Believe me, I've had my face buried in it about half the week."
Susan enjoyed her relationship with John. Though they saw each other fairly regularly, and had good sex most of the time, melter was under the impression their relationship was serious. Basically, they were good friends who shared one particularly strong common interest – sex.
In every possible variation.
Today they drove off to a favorite place they often went to for bikes and… whatever. As they drove, Susan reflected on the fad that they both got excited hearing about the other's experiences without ever getting the least bit jealous about it.
Seeing the other make it with someone else was even better. This didn't happen as often as they would like, since it was fairly difficult to line up a good partner who wouldn't mind having someone watching; all of which made last night more frustrating.
How had she managed to sleep through them fucking? It was maddening.
Finally they were there, and Susan found herself enjoying the fresh air and their walk along a rocky stream almost to the exclusion of thoughts about [missing text].
But only almost.
Then suddenly she had an idea.
It wasn't anything new for her, but it was something that she had never done with John before. At least she couldn't remember doing it with John.
At any rate, he would definitely like it.
Suddenly, without warning, she broke into a run, scampering off the trail and into the woods that ran along side it.
"Hey!" John shouted to her from behind. "Where are you going?"
Susan didn't answer.
John watched her for a moment, waiting to see if she would come back.
She didn't.
John shrugged. There was nothing to do but follow her. She was well out of sight now, but he didn't think that she would have gone far into the woods.
He went after her.
As he went over each rise he expected to see her, but it was only after he had followed her for more than ten minutes that he found her. What he saw caused his cock to practically poke a hole in his pants.
"Hi!" she called oat.
She was stark naked, lying on her back in a little clearing. But it wasn't the mere fact of her nakedness that excited him, though that in itself was always enough to make him horny.
It was her fingers.
Or two of them, at last.
They were plunged deep inside her pussy, and even as he watched she continued what she had been doing before he arrived, plunging them in and out of her dripping cunt.
"Having fun?" he called out to her.
"Mmmmmmm," she answered, keeping her eyes closed and her fingers deep in her cunt.
"Mmmmmmmm, what?"
"Mmmmmm, I'm enjoying myself."
He shook his head and smiled. There was no one in the world quite like Susan.
No one.
His cock grew harder at what he saw. Susan's eyes were still closed, and her fingers were alternately flicking lightly across her clit and plunging deep inside her pussy.
"Anahhhhh…" she groaned, shifting her weight to get her finger deeper inside her pussy, but ready to give John a better view of her wet, dripping cunt.
John shifted his own weight, resisting an urge to rub his hands across his swelling cock. This was really fantastic, if a bit frustrating.
But the frustration, he knew, would be alleviated soon.
"Go ahead, honey," she whispered with a minxish smile. "Why don't you take it out and let me look at it for a while."
"I don't know," John replied. He could play this teasing game too. "I guess so."
Susan smiled, letting her quick fingers dance all over the entrance to her cunt. She was feeling ripe and ready, and the idea of having her cunt naked in the middle of this beautiful forest was delightful.
Her finger was covered with her love juice now, and as she looked down at her cunt she could see it glisten in the sunlight as she plunged it in and out of her hungry hole.
"Mmmmmmmm…" she whispered again to the sight of her own finger in her cunt and John's erect cock as it suddenly appeared in his hand.
She began to rotate her hips spreading her pussy lips ever wider as she sought to fuck herself with her finger.
John began to stroke his cock, his hand covering just a little of his massive tool, while his eyes never left Susan's writhing, straining cunt. The muscles of her white, creamy thighs were taut and smooth now, as again and again she drove her finger deep inside her insatiable cunt.
"John…" she whispered softly, gasping for breath from her exertions.
"What?" he replied, his eyes glazed with excitement at the sight of her wriggling, shoving pussy just below him.
"Come on my face… I want you to all over my face."
Up until now John had been thinking in terms of getting his cock inside her warm, moist pussy.
But this sounded even better.
He positioned himself over her head, still pulling on his cock with growing excitement. He could see, just below his cock, the delicate features of her upturned face, and he could imagine what it would look like to see his hot jism splatter all over her.
He began to jerk harder.
Susan, looking up, could see his massive tool just a few inches above her face.
She loved it.
Harder now, she slammed her finger into her cunt, feeling the flying, growing tension inside her warm love hole.
It wouldn't be long now.
With each thrust of her finger she could feel her cunt grow tighter, gathering itself for the final explosion that she knew would send her spinning deliriously into ecstasy.
"Oooohhhh yearns… John… come on my face… cover me with it!"
John could feel familiar rumblings deep inside himself now. He began to jerk himself even harder.
He kept his eyes on Susan's face, soft and willing just a little ways beneath his jumping, driving pole. His hand was flashing up and down now, until suddenly he could feel the rush within him as his hot, bubbling cum shot up from the base of his shaft.
"Aaaggghhhh!" he moaned involuntarily as the sudden bolt of rapture shot through him.
From below, Susan watched, transfixed, as the first wave of hot jism shot out of the end of his tool and landed wetly on her cheek.
Her tongue snaked out and gobbled it hungrily.
Then the next gob of the stuff hit her.
And the next.
She opened her mouth, taking in what she could, bathing in the rest.
John continued to milk his cock, watching in delight as wave after wave of his hot, sticky cum landed on her beautiful face.
Then he could tell that she, too, was about to come.
"Ooooohhhhh… yesssss… yesss…fuck!" she gurgled, as suddenly it seemed like her entire cunt caught on fire, boiling into a seething mass of shooting love honey.
Wildly she writhed, while John continued to milk the last drops of his cum from his cock, sending them onto her already dripping face.
Finally it was over.
Neither of them said anything for a while, both breathing too heavily to speak.
Then, after what seemed like a long while, Susan became aware of the fact that she was getting cold. The sun had moved from where it was, placing her in the shade instead of its warm light.
She opened her eyes.
John was a few steps away, looking down at her. She suddenly became aware of his dried cam crusted all over her face.
They both burst into laughter.