Susan's Delight
By: Quicksilver
This little incident happened quite a few years ago, back when sex was safe
and you wouldn't die because you had a little casual sex with a stranger.
The good old days when a trip to the doctor would cure just about anything
you could catch. It was also back when I lived in an apartment. This
apartment was in a large apartment complex that had a swimming pool. A
little item for which I am very thankful, as without it I don't know that
this incident would have happened. I knew a few of the other people, but
most of the tenants were young families with the usual result of such a
relationship; they had disgusting kids. There was one couple I got to know
that hadn't done that yet - Jim and Susan. Getting to know them, and I mean
"really" know them is what this story is all about.
I met Jim first, sitting down by the pool on a few warm summer evenings
sipping a beer and watching the women in the pool. Jim was about my height
and build - in other words, average.
I had seen Susan come down in her skimpy bikini and slip into the water a
few times and commented to Jim about how sexy she was. Actually she wasn't
skinny as a rail, just an average build with something like A or B sized
top. It was more the way she carried herself or her attitude that made her
so hot. I had mentioned to him that I could get hard just watching her walk
by. He didn't let on for quite some time that Susan was his wife, and
looking back on it, I'm surprised that I never figured it out. The first
few times I had seen her I also had to leave just after she had arrived at
the pool. Finally there was a day when she showed up and I didn't have to
rush off somewhere. Jim and I were sitting in chase lounges again, sipping
our beers, and admiring the female swimmers and women working on their tans
(yes, and the jail-bait too) when Susan had come down to the pool. Once
again I commented about what a looker she was and added that I wouldn't
mind getting into her pants. A pretty crude remark to make about some guy's
wife, but remember, I still didn't know she was his wife.
"You'd really like to get in the sack with her huh?" he asked.
"Yea," I said wistfully, "there is just something about her that I find
really sexy, and I'll just bet that she is great in bed too."
"You really think so?"
"Absolutely! I'll bet she's so hot in bed that she could wear two guys
out."
"Well," he said, "she has, as of matter of fact."
I gave him a funny look and then asked, "How would you know? You sound like
you have had her in bed before."
"Sure."
"You're kidding?"
"Nope, I'm married to her. Her name is Susan."
"Oh, and you just let me sit here making comments about your wife and say
that I wouldn't mind getting her in the sack? What a pal!"
He laughed a little and then finally said, "Why not. There's nothing like
having a second opinion. It's nice to know that other men think she is as
hot as I think she is. Besides, we share and she just might not object to
getting you in the sack with us."
"What?" My jaw felt like it dropped a foot and I am sure my eyes had bugged
out. "You two swing too?"
"We have for a few years now. Have you ever been in a threesome? As in like
two guys and one hot woman?"
"A few times. The first one was quite some time ago back in college. It
wasn't that great, but all of us being drunk on our asses might have had
something to do with it. There were a couple after that that were a lot
better. No one in those sex parties was married though."
"Being married doesn't stop some of us from having a good time when it
comes to sex. Are you interested in playing with the two of us if she is
interested?"
"I'd love to! Do you think she would want to have a threesome with me as
the third person?"
"I'm pretty sure she would. She has seen me sitting here with you before
and said that you looked like just the type."
By now it occurred to me that this may have been set up between them before
hand. "You don't mind sharing your wife huh?" I was pretty sure I knew what
the answer was by now.
"No, not at all. I think it is pretty exciting watching another guy get it
on with her while I am playing with her or she is sucking on me. She really
gets hot with two guys. Most of the time we swing with other couples, but
now and then we like a single guy or girl."
Susan had seen us talking and swam over to the edge of the pool. "Enjoying
the scenery?" she asked Jim as she got out.
Up until now I have never seen her close up and with a wet swim suit. That
skimpy red bikini didn't hide much! Her sexy nipples were straining against
the thin fabric of the top and the thin wet bottom piece was hugging her
mound, which had all the appearance of being shaved. If she had a bush,
there wasn't much of one. I felt myself getting hard, and at the moment,
didn't care if it did show.
"Who's your friend?" she asked Jim as she picked up the towel by his feet
and began to dry herself.
"Someone who likes your body and who wouldn't mind getting into your pants
- uh, or bikini in this case." he said with a grin. "Susan, this is Tom.
Tom this is Susan." he said gesturing between us with his hand.
"Nice to meet you Tom." she said with a smile.
"Thanks Jim, what a pal!" I said. "Nice to meet you Susan. He's right, I
have been admiring your body today and other days I have seen you out here
at the pool. You do look terrific. Your husband also never bothered to
mention that you two were married until just a few minutes ago."
"Thanks. I told Jim a few days ago that I thought you looked pretty good
too. Jim likes to hear what other men think of me without them knowing I'm
his wife." She dropped the towel my Jim's feet and pulled the bottom of her
bikini up a little higher. Her sex lips were more clearly defined by the
suit than they had been.
I know I was staring at her crotch by now, but managed to continue, "Jim
told me that you two 'share' as he put it. How do you feel about doing a
little of that with Jim and me tonight?" The thin material of her suit was
pressed tightly against her mound and now I was sure she must shave.
"Why wait until tonight?" she asked adjusting her top a little. "If you're
ready, and that bulge in your shorts tells me you are, I am, and I can
always count on Jim here. I have been eyeing the two of you sitting here
and thinking of all the really nasty things you guys could be doing to me."
Jim stood up. "I've been ready since you got out here and I know Tom is,
let's go!"
We went up to their apartment and straight into the bedroom. "Just to cut
to the chase and let you know what I or we like without you having to
guess, I like to be eaten and licked all over, and I do mean 'all' over,
and when you are in me, I want you to pound it into me nice and hard." she
said as she took her bikini top off." Oh, and one other thing, I don't do
it in the ass with anyone but Jim, and right now I don't feel like doing
that....Jim."
"Nuf said." he mumbled. He almost sounded a little dejected, like he had
planned on getting a little rear action or being part of a double
penetration scene this afternoon.
"Jim's a bit of an ass man." she further explained and winked at him.
"There's nothing he likes better than poking me in the butt. Sometimes we
do the thing where I take two guys in the rear, but I just don't feel like
it today. You okay for a little regular fun today Tom?"
"Okay with me." I said grinning as I slipped my shorts off letting my hard
cock spring free. It was nice to know the ground rules up front. By now Jim
was already nude and sporting a nice erection himself.
She pulled the bedspread and blankets off the bed, and then removed the
pillows. "There," she announced, "the playground is ready!" Susan slipped
her bikini bottom down her shapely legs then kicked it out of the way. My
original guess was right, she did shave. Not just a little, but all of it!
There wasn't a hair on her below her head. Damn she looked hot standing
there nude. With what little she had had on out of the way, she sat on the
edge of the bed. "Come over here you two, I want a little taste of what I
am about to get filled with."
We both moved to the edge of the bed and stood pretty much in front of her,
presenting her with two erect cocks. Susan reached up and began slowly
stroking our cocks. We made an interesting comparison; I am circumcised and
Jim isn't. She ran her hand back and forth over my naked cock head but was
moving the foreskin of Jim's over his. The two of us stood there with our
cocks only inches apart while she played with them. In a moment she began
to suck on them, first one and then the other. It was like she was cock
tasting.
About the same time, Jim and I reached down and began to play with her
breasts and nipples, caressing a firm breast and then gently pinching,
twisting, and pulling on her long sexy nipple. It had the desired effect.
Susan began to moan and groan as we did that. It wasn't going to be long
before she wanted to do more than suck on the two of us. I was really dying
to get my tongue between her shaved pussy lips, but for the moment was
quite content to have her hand on my cock stroking it all of the time and
her mouth going over it some of the time. It felt good enough that if she
kept it up much longer, she was going to get a mouthful of hot come.
Jim decided he wanted more just before I was going to say something. As he
moved back from her he said, "Time for you to get up on the bed and let the
two of us have a little taste of you for a change."
Susan let go of the two of us, slid across the bed to the middle, and lay
on her back with her legs wide apart. She was ready for a little more too.
Jim moved up on one side of her and I took the other. He started kissing
her mouth so I quickly slid down the bed and got between her legs. I wanted
to get a taste of her shaved and obviously wet pussy. She bent her knees
and spread her legs as wide as she could. Her small feet were only a short
distance from her bottom. I moved in close, and as my tongue came in
contact with her hairless slick outer sex lips, a little moan escaped her
lips as she kissed Jim. My tongue went to work, parting her sex lips and
finding her clit. I flicked my tongue over it a few times, and then used
one finger to pull the hood covering it back, exposing her erect clit. I
began to slowly lick and gently suck on it. I didn't spend all of my time
on her clit. I ran my tongue down between the smaller inner lips and tasted
the wetness at her opening. I was surprise at how wet Susan was getting
with two guys working on her. She really was dripping wet! I played with
her swollen inner lips, sucking them gently into my mouth and giving them a
good tongue lashing.
By now I had her too excited to keep kissing Jim. He left her mouth and
moved around so he could suck on her now neglected nipples. She let out a
loud moan as he sucked one of her nipples deep into his mouth.
"You two are going to make me come." she moaned as we continued.
I licked my way back down between those sexy shaved outer lips and tasted
the sweet juices coming from her opening. Now I continued down and began to
lick around her anus and then pressed my tongue against it. She tilted her
pelvis up so I could get to it easily.
"Oh God that feels good. Between you tonguing my ass and Jim sucking on my
tits, I'm not going to last much longer. Lick my clit again
Tom,....please?"
I tongued around her ass some more and pressed my tongue into it a little
before starting back up to her juicing opening and continuing on back up to
her waiting clit. When I got back to her clit, I could tell that she was
going to come any second now. I licked it, sucked it too gently into my
mouth, let it go, and ran my tongue around that swollen little pleasure
bud. A few more well placed licks on her clit and she was over the edge.
"Oh that's it!" she groaned. "I'm coming!.......YES!.....Oh God this feels
so good! Don't stop licking my clit...Oh God this feels great! YES,...OH
GOD YES!" Susan's body began to convulse as the orgasm overtook her. She
groaned and then almost screamed as she had the time of her life with the
two of us licking and sucking on her body. I continued to slowly lick at
her clit as the moment passed, pleasuring her as she came down from the
high.
When that one had died down, she suggested that Jim and I trade places.
I got up from between her legs and moved to her side as Jim took my place.
He didn't intend to eat her though, it was time for him to fill her. He
moved between her legs, took hold of his stiff cock and moved it up and
down in her very wet hairless slit, getting the end of his cock all wet
with her juices. He spent a little time rubbing the end of it over her
clit, causing her to groan and finally beg him to stop teasing her and put
it in her. With her shaved, I could see everything he did to her.
Kneeling next to her as I watched Jim begin to enter his wife, I felt her
hand touch my hard cock and then she began stroking me again. I found this
all very exciting to watch. I put my hand on her breast, feeling the
firmness of it again, and then pinched and pulled on her nipple as Jim slid
his cock all the way into his hot wife. She groaned loudly as he did. Susan
wasn't quiet in bed. When you were doing what she liked, you knew it!
I was enjoying watching Jim moving in and out of his wife while I was
playing with her nipple, but I was also getting horney as hell too. I
leaned over and sucked one of her nipples deep into my mouth and gripped it
lightly with my teeth. Susan's hand went to the back of my head and pulled
my head harder against her breast. Jim was now starting to pound into Susan
and her whole body was shaking as he pumped away at her. Between my sucking
on one nipple, torturing the other with my fingers, and what Jim was giving
her bottom, I didn't think she would last long. It didn't sound like Jim
was going to either. I finally let her nipple slide out of my mouth and sat
up so as not to miss the two of them getting off. Just a few short seconds
later they both did.
"Oh God Jim, I'm coming!" Susan screamed. "Oh fuck me Jim, fuck me nice and
hard,....I'm coming!"
Jim didn't say much as he came, he just grunted and threw his head back as
he started pumping his come into her. He was still pumping his throbbing
cock in and out of her, but was beginning to slow down as he finished
giving her everything he had. A few more strong thrusts into her and he was
done. He kept himself buried deep in her until she was done too.
It sounded like and earth shattering climax for both of them, and it was a
good thing Susan was so occupied with her coming that she forgot to keep
pumping my cock or she would have had a handful of come from me too. This
was one hot scene, made even hotter by knowing that my turn with her was
coming up shortly.
"That was great!" Jim finally said when he got his breath back a little.
"There is just something about sex with you and having someone else suck on
you nipples or watching us." he told her. "Your turn." he said to me.
"Slide right on in here and get Susan off again." he said sliding his now
softening cock from his wife and getting out of the way. The foreskin had
now partly covered the head and it was coated with a thing coating of his
milky white come and Susan's juices. "She comes easy once she gets going,
and is a real multi-orgasmic woman." He moved up to her head and held his
half hard come covered cock to her mouth, and she greedily sucked it in
almost all the way.
I didn't need any further urging. I got between her legs and aimed my
raging hard-on at her come soaked opening. I sank all the way into her with
a single thrust. She was so wet from come that there was hardly any
resistance at all. It was an odd but erotic feeling pumping away with all
the wetness Susan made with Jim and Jim's come in Susan. There was so much
it was leaking out, getting my pubic hair very wet, getting my balls wet,
that we were making very wet squishy sounds as I thrust myself into Susan
and she pumped back at me. All that come made her incredibly slick. If I
had any doubt about her tightness making me come too quickly, and I could
still tell that she was tight, the slickness of her took care of that.
"This is making one hell of a wet spot." she said, and resumed sucking on
Jim.
"I'll bet, and it'll get worse."
Jim's cock popped out of her mouth again. "Going to fill me up are you?" She
quickly sucked Jim's cock back into her mouth.
"After you playing with my cock and watching you and Jim get it on, you can
bet on it!"
"Just having you watching us really got me hot." Jim said as he watched his
wife sucking on his now recovering cock. "It felt like I pumped a gallon of
come into her. How about we change positions here?" he asked looking at
Susan. "Why don't we let Tom have you doggie style and I sit in front of you
and you can keep right on sucking on that lolly-pop?"
She gave his cock another suck or two and then let it slide out of her
mouth. "Okay." she said, "Is that okay with you Tom?"
"Sure." I said moving back on the bed to give her room to turn over and get
on her knees. "It also gives me a nice view of you ass."
"She does have a nice ass doesn't she?" Jim asked as he moved around in
front of Susan.
"I like it!"
Susan wasn't saying much. She just got into position and went back to
sucking on her husband as I came up behind her. As I aimed my cock still
wet and slick with her juice and Jim's come at her opening again I noticed
a large gob of come ooze out of her. This was getting very messy and was
going to get worse when I added my contribution to it; it was also very
erotic. Again I entered her with one thrust. I put my hands on her hips,
and while admiring her sexy ass, resumed pumping away with renewed desire.
I was so horney that I knew I wouldn't last long this way even with her as
slick as she was. The mess of all of this was only serving to make me
hotter. "I hope you are about ready to come Susan," I said, "as I can't last
much longer."
"I'm really close." she mumbled as she continued to blow her husband.
"Oh God Susan," Jim moaned, "you do that so well you might just get a
mouthful about the time Tom fills you. I can't believe how quick you're
going to get me off again!"
I lasted a little longer, then I reached the point of no return. "I'm gonna
come Susan." I warned her. "Oh yea,.....here it comes............I'm
coming!" Another deep thrust into her tight wet opening and I felt the
first load of my come rush up my cock and deep into her. Susan started
coming as soon as she felt me start to pump my hot come into her. Jim was
right behind her and filled her mouth to overflowing. I pumped a little as
I shot load after load of come into her, and was so caught up in my orgasm
that I was only vaguely aware of them coming too. There was a lot of
groaning and moaning going on in that bedroom as three people got off
together. As my orgasm passed, I looked down at my cock now glistening with
her juices, Jim's come, and now mine as I slowly continued to slid it in
and out of her.
When our orgasms had subsided, I pulled out of Susan. I was followed out by
a huge gush of come. "I think we need a little Kleenex back here." I said
while watching the river of come run out of her with some fascination.
"Don't worry about it." Susan said. "There is so much come on this bed I am
going to have to change if before Jim and I sleep here tonight anyway. She
was right. There was a huge wet spot where she and Jim had gotten it on,
another one we had just made and still another one where Jim had filled her
mouth to overflowing just a few minutes ago. The bed was a mess, but there
were three very happy people lounging around on it trying to get their
breath back.
By: Quicksilver
Copyright (C) 1996 All rights reserved.
From bfischl@frontiernet.net Tue May 06 06:31:05 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: NEW!!NEW!! Bea's Stories - Susan's Story (ffm)
From: Bob Fischl <bfischl@frontiernet.net>
Date: Tue, 06 May 1997 11:31:05 +0100
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SUSANıS STORY By Bea Fishle
From a distance, people always thought Susan was attractive. She had a
shapely body but also a somewhat solid, muscular build. Close up, her
face was pretty but not beautiful in a classic sense. Her sassy green
eyes were most penetrating, as if she could stare down anyone who
might dare her. She was a tomboy in some ways and hardly a slave to
fashion she loved to wear hole-in-the-knee jeans, gaudy tee shirts
and large, revealing tank top tees.
But Susan could also be a prissy little bitch. Although she usually
did so with dread, she could dress up and look quite stunning. When
she flashed that bright smile and those sparkling eyes, she was the
perfect flirt. Cute is a word you might think of to describe Susan in
that femme state. But never, never, ever say she was cute to her face.
Sheıd turn on you in a minute for saying a dumb thing like that
because it showed your ignorance of her. ³Iım not cute,² sheıd
command, her nostrils flaring. In fact, she was a woman who told you
straight out how and where the sun was shining.
But Susan was an enigma in more ways than just her appearance. She
used her talents quite mercilessly to fluster the local boys who were
always trying to put the make on her. ³Wonıt they ever learn,² sheıd
laugh to herself. Sure, there had always been snickers about her from
the time she was little. ³So boyish,² people would say behind her
back. Others called her a dyke, especially those boys who felt
humiliated by her rejection of their advances. But Susan didnıt care.
She was her own person, someone who would do just about anything and
the hell with whoever might stand in her way. Susan was also the kind
of woman who could be your best friend for the rest of your life.
I met Susan at the Plaza Club, a Rochester work out facility and gym.
It was a health club frequented by gays and lesbians but it also had a
straight crowd, too. When I first saw Susan, she was wearing a bright
green tank tee shirt with no bra. Every time she bent over to pick up
the barbells, silent eyes around the room would turn to catch a
glimpse of her shapely, perky breasts. She loved flashing the world
this way and reveled at the attention. Thatıs how it all happened. I
was doing Nautilus exercises on the main floor when Susan set up the
bench press next to me. She lay on the bench, planted her feet on the
ground and spread her legs. She reached up for the bar and started
doing bench presses. As she pumped, Susanıs tee shirt tightly gripped
the front of her chest. I stared when I thought she wasnıt looking and
then turned away when our eyes met. I still donıt know what attracted
me to her. But there was something about her that made me look. And
then I noticed that...she was looking at me, too.
People have always told me that Iım not too hard on the eyes. Iım
about 5ı7² and weigh around 120 lbs. most of the time. Iım not loaded
up top, but at 34C-24-34 my clothes donıt look bad on me, either. That
day I chose to wear black tights, a wild color-print leotard and a
mid-ruff tee shirt. The leotard was one of those sexy cuts. The whole
style was jokingly referred to as fanny flossı because it looked like
a wee little bit of fabric was wedged between the cheeks of my ass. It
usually got itıs fair share of second looks, too from both the men
and the other women.
I could see that Susan was trying to be inconspicuous as she looked me
over from head to toe. I was always the epitome of femininity (my
motherıs words), yet I found myself strangely pulled to Susan. She was
like a man and a woman at the same time. Maybe thatıs what drew me to
her. My life had always been somewhat unusual but today all that would
change. Susan saw to that.
We traded glances as Susan bench pressed 100 pounds of weight. Her
entire body would tense with each thrust. I felt a tingling of
anticipation as her breath forced her chest to rise, her points poking
through the thin fabric of her loose tee shirt. She lay on the bench
panting, eyes closed, straining under the weight.
At first, I just glanced her way. Then I stared open-mouthed. As she
reached to put the barbell on the stand, her left nipple peeked out
from the corner of her tee shirt. At that moment, she met my gaze with
a silent challenge, as if daring me to look even more. Then she rolled
toward me, giving me a full view of both breasts as she climbed off
the bench.
³See anything you like,² she said in a mocking tone. I smiled and
quickly retorted ³Yeah, it seems like you do have a couple of good
points, in spite of what everyone says.²
Susan let out a loud guffaw, as if sheıd just heard the worldıs
funniest joke. She sidled over to me and put her arm around my
shoulder. Then she pulled back my tee shirt top and looked right down
at the cleavage underneath. ³Seems like youıve got the right stuff. So
what else does everyone say?² she asked seriously but her smile belied
her intentions.
I blushed furiously and looked around the room to see if anyone else
had seen what just happened. A few other people were on the floor but
they were all busy doing sit-ups or working on their bodies. I turned
my gaze back to Susan. ³My nameıs Bea... and are you always so forward
when you first meet someone?² She eyed me appreciatively, ³Only to
those who stare at my tits,² she replied without taking her gaze off
mine.
My heart raced and my pulse zoomed. I felt flush all over but
especially red in the face as I turned away from her gaze. That seemed
to arouse Susanıs interest even further and she smiled. ³Blushing,
dearie, now do tell me whatever for?² My lips pursed, I looked over
at Susan. How I wanted her... I wanted to rip off her shorts and walk
my fingers all over her. Could she sense it? Did she know?
Susan noticed my silence and put her hand on my shoulder. ³Sorry, I
didnıt mean to...² ³Oh you didnıt,² I said falteringly,
³I just have never met anyone like you.²
Susan studied me for a minute. ³Do you mean because Iım a lesbian?²
she asked forthrightly but defensively. This time it was my turn to
feel chagrined. ³Oh no, I figured that but itıs just that youıre so
honest and quick, too.² Susan relaxed her sweat slick shoulders. ³And
that doesnıt scare you?² she asked. Without hesitating I looked at her
and smiled. ³No, in fact, Iım more than a little turned on.²
Susan took my hand and led me to the locker room. I felt a heat
between my legs at her touch and was grateful when we were finally
well inside. She walked over to a locker stall, pulled open the drape,
and stepped in. She sat down on the dressing bench and then proceeded
to strip off her tee-shirt. She motioned for me to come in and do the
same. After a quick look around, I stepped in and stretched the drape
behind me. I pulled my arms out of the tee shirt and popped it off my
head. Then I tugged the shoulder straps of the leotard down around my
arms. Susan reached over and quickly pulled the straps from my arm,
revealing my smooth up-turned breasts.
³My, my,² she said approvingly, ³the good Lord was very good to you.²
She stroked the awakening tips of my nipples. Sparks jolted through me
at her touch. Over and around the two small pink patches until there
was no question about my state of arousal. I reached over to touch her
swaying breasts and felt her nipples stiffen slightly.
Susan stood upright as she reacted to my touch. I slowly caressed the
sides of her arms and worked my way over to her luscious mounds. My
fingers flickered softly and I began to squeeze her now erect nipples
between my thumb and forefinger. Susan moaned slightly and closed her
eyes. At the same time, she started pulling at the end of my leotard.
I cupped her left breast with my one hand and used the other to pull
the leotard off. It fell silently to the floor and I stepped out of
it. I quickly peeled off the tights and stood standing only in a
high-cut pair of panties. Susan opened her eyes and looked at me
lustily.
With a quick motion, she pulled off her shorts and panties at the
same time, revealing a billowy mound of curly brown hair. She looked
at me and began toying with the elastic waistband of my pantyhose. As
she tugged at the top, she slipped her other hand over my swelling
mound and began to play with the fabric that outlined the curves of
my lips.
My panties were soaking up my juice and I felt a large wet spot run
from the tip of my clit to the bottom of my slit. My pulsating lips
were already gorged and nearly exploded as she edged her finger under
the material. I gasped as she pulled the fabric back.
³You shave?² she asked incredulously as her finger felt the smooth
outline of my mound. ³I just started doing it. Do you like it?² I
asked a little sheepishly. ³Like it,² she mumbled as her tongue parted
the edges of my slit and started to explore, ³I love it. Youıre so
smooth, so accessible.² I laughed as I bent over to remove my now
soaked panties. ³Well here, let me make this even more accessible.² I
lay back on the bench and spread my legs open wide until my feet
rested on each side of the stall. Susan took one long loving look at
the cleanly shaved pussy before her and I looked back at her full
breasts and juice-soaked pouting lips that were concealed only by a
flurry of fur.
³Oh, how I want you,² Susan exclaimed as she let out her breath. ³Take
me, take me,² I purred. With a sassy smile Susan reached over and
kissed me hard on my mouth. I fondled her breasts and slid my hand
down her belly, feeling the fire rising in her.
Her strong, muscular thighs were straining as she licked her way down
to my swelling slit. She stopped to suckle my right orb and I reached
up with my arms to embrace her solid frame.
Susan felt so good to my touch. I admired her strength and her
confidence. As I swirled her thick pubic hair around my finger I could
sense her readiness. Slowly, I shifted my position and edged down to
the top of her clit, gently rubbing the rising knob. Susan let out a
throaty ahhhhhhh as my fingers parted her soaking lips and pushed into
the warm, throbbing depths of her folds.
As Susan arched her back toward my open palm she pushed her pussy onto
my dripping hand. She looked over to me as my fingers finished
finessing her wholly heaving hips.
³Here, let me help you up,² Susan said as she pulled me toward her.
As I stood up my hand traced her skin from the outer edges of her
slit, up past her belly button, until it settled on the crook of her
hip. I ran my finger to her mouth and touched the tip of her nose. The
light reflected off her emerald eyes and cast a soft glow about her
face.
³Iıd love to get you off,² Susan softly spoke after a moment. She
gently grasped the sides of my head with both her strong hands. She
pulled my face close and held my eyes captive to her rich, verdant
gaze. She kissed me long and feverishly. I wrapped my arms around her
broad back and then pulled aside her momentarily to get a full view.
³I wish you would,² I said lustily.
With that, Susan motioned for me to sit on the dressing bench. My
pussy tingled with anticipation as she dropped to her knees and pushed
my shoulders back against the wall. As I settled, she spread my petals
opened and lovingly ran her tongue up one edge, then the other. The
heat began to mount.
The fire spread inward from the edge. My pussy dripped as Susan pushed
back the hood of my clit with her tongue and slowly swirled it. Her
other hand supported my small, smooth ass and she kept running her
hand over the globes and into the crack. Her tongue lashed at the tip
of my clit until it stood ready and pulsing in the soft light. Susanıs
mouth covered the entire length of my hairless slit as her tongue
whirled deeper and deeper. She inserted two fingers into my folds and
slowly worked them up my pussy. Her mouth spread fire while her
fingers worked their magic.
³Oh, harder, harder. Fuck me,² I softly moaned down to her. ³Oh lick
my clit, yes...yes...right there. Ohhhhh.² The first peak made me
quiver and a torrent gushed between my legs. Susan expertly worked her
fingers and pushed up hard and deep within me. Her thumb found my
throbbing knob and she pressed it softly into the hooded fold. ³Oh,
Iım coming...ohhhhh....² I cried out quietly.
Susan alternated between her tongue and her fingers until she felt my
legs tense and flush. The jolts surged through me in waves. Her hand
tightened and loosened in time with my contractions. As my pussy
pulsated in passionate abandon, Susan ran her tongue one last time up
my slit. ³Ohhhh. Ahhhhhh. Oh more, more. Ahhhhhhhh.²
Up I raced in a giddying gush of hot magma as the last wave landed. My
pussy was soaked and dripping. Warmth penetrated me from end to end
and made me feel so dreamy, so cared for in a special way. After a few
moments the heat began to subside and I sat up slowly. Susan was still
on her knees before me. My pussy juice coated her nose and mouth. She
looked so lovely from that perspective. Her mouth merely inches from
my silky smooth, soft slit.
³Can I return the favor,² I said as I shifted position so that my
glistening mound reflected in her eyes. Susan smiled up at me and sat
back so that she was looking directly at my bald lips. ³Sure,² she
said with a slight drawl, ³but letıs save it for a little later, OK?²
I sighed contentedly as I propped myself up on my elbows. ³Letıs take
a shower and go over to my place,² I said softly, ³weıve got a great
hot tub.² Susan pondered the proposal for a second and then with a
questioning look said ³Whoıs we.²
As we prepared to take a shower, I told Susan about me and Bobby. She
was genuinely interested and surprised. ³The way you just behaved back
in the locker room, I was sure you were gay,² Susan said as she soaped
up. ³Is Bobby home now?²
The shower steamed and billowed the drape of the stall we shared
together. ³No, heıs been gone on a TV shoot for the last week and
isnıt due back for another week.² I said dejectedly. ³You mean heıd
leave you alone for two weeks?² Susan smiled brazenly, ³that could
lead you into temptation, you know.² I giggled and ducked my head
under the streaming shower head.
³Have you and he, and say, somebody else ever done anything together?²
Susan asked after finishing her hair. I rinsed the last of the soap
and turned off the shower. ³Bobbyıs always wanted to but Iıve been too
chicken,² I said nonchalantly, ³have you?² Susan threw me a towel and
I dried my wet belly, softly rubbing the cloth between my legs. ³No, I
never have. I donıt think itıs evil or immoral or anything. Can you
imagine? Me believing some thing or some one else is immoral!² Susan
paused thoughtfully. ³But Iım not into men, either. The other lesbians
I know wouldnıt even consider a threesome. But Iıd consider three
women.²
I looked over at Susanıs muscular body and straight back. The spectrum
of light softened the total image of her as it fell across her bodyıs
curves. She was so nice, so honest. I wanted to hug and squeeze her
right then and there. ³So, are you up for a hot tub?² I asked while
running my tongue over my lips. Susan smiled and looked over at me.
³Letıs go for it. Where do you live?² We walked back into the locker
room and quickly dressed.
³Just follow me,² I instructed Susan as we left the Plaza Club. ³Iım
over in the Park Avenue area. We always liked the city better than the
burbs.² A quick stroll brought us to our cars and in a few minutes we
arrived at my house. After grabbing a couple of Diet Cokes, we went
into the greenhouse room where the tub was bubbling away.
³Do you keep this thing on all the time,² Susan asked. ³No, I just
turned it on before leaving today. I figured Iıd want a nice hot soak
after the gym but I had no idea it would be such a great workout.²
Susan chuckled as she settled into a chair by a big blooming plant.
³This is beautiful,² she said admiringly, ³what is it.² I turned and
smiled. ³Oh, you mean my clivea,² I beamed. ³Certainly do,² Susan
smiled back, ³but what about the plant?² I laughed at the intended pun
and sat on the edge of the foaming hot tub.
³I just got it to bloom this year,² I said proudly. Susan smiled and
stretched out in the chair, her one leg dangling over the arm. ³You
sure have a nice place here. Did you buy it this way?² Susan asked.
³Well, let me give you the nickel tour,² I said as I stood up. ³Weıve
got a great dungeon in the basement.² Startled, Susan looked up at me.
³Just kidding,² I reassured her. She smiled broadly. ³I dunno Bea, you
are some kind of strange woman,² Susan said, ³I donıt think I know
anyone like you.²
I took Susanıs hand and led her through the house. ³We did most of the
painting and decorating ourselves. Bobbyıs really handy and can fix
anything. I do most of the trim and detail work cause he doesnıt like
that much.² Susanıs eyes wandered about the interior. It was spacious,
clean and full of antiques. ³Whoıs into the clocks,² Susan asked after
a time. ³Oh Bobby started collecting them years ago and I got into it
a bit with him. Weıd go to auctions and estate sales every couple of
weeks.²
We rounded the corner and walked into the kitchen. ³Have you got
anything a little stronger than Diet Coke?² Susan wet her lips as she
asked. I walked over to the cabinet and opened the door to reveal lots
of bottles. ³How about a nice French Bordeaux?² I motioned to the
stack of wine bottles. ³oh, oui, oui mademoiselle,² Susan mimicked,
³Iıd love anything French right now.²
I poured two goblets of wine and pulled out some fat-free dip and a
package of baked tortilla chips. ³Well, at least we wonıt get fat from
the snack as much as from the wine,² Susan exclaimed with a grin. ³Oh,
maybe weıll work it off.² I said as I scooped up a little of the dip
and brought it over to Susan. She grabbed my hand and took the whole
chip, along with my thumb, into her mouth. Only reluctantly did she
slowly release my thumb, but not until tonguing it thoroughly.
³Shall we take a soak?² I asked while refilling our wine glasses. ³Do
I have to wear a swimsuit?² Susan asked jokingly. ³No, this has always
been a clothing optional hot tub,² I retorted gleefully.
I grabbed a couple of towels and two robes from the pegs on the wall.
Susan untied her Reeboks and peeled off her pants. I whisked over to
her. ³Here, let me help you with that shirt,² I said as I began to
lift her top off. Her breasts jiggled as the soft fabric swept past
the tender tips, until they were swaying freely. Susan pulled me
close and kissed me. I dropped the tee-shirt I was holding and put my
arm around her waist. My fingers pulled at the lace waistband of her
panties while she kissed and tongued my mouth. I reached up to feel
her nipples on my palms.
Susan pulled back long enough to realize that she was standing there
half naked but I was still fully clothed. She laughed, ³I see you have
some catching up to do.² Susan pulled up the front of my shirt and
reached under to fondle my breasts. I started unbuttoning the top and
at the same time kicked off my shoes. Susan undid the top button of my
slacks and pushed them down around my knees. She worked the outline of
my panties with her palm, reaching under to feel my smooth mound. ³I
just love touching you there,² she said, ³itıs so smooth. I may have
to try that myself some time.²
After pulling her hand away from my panties, I slipped them off and
started tugging at hers. ³Now, now,² I protested, ³this time itıs my
treat.² Susanıs panties slid off effortlessly and dropped to her feet
on the tile floor.
She was glorious as she stood there, her sculpted body covered only by
the steam from the hot tub. I ran my hand over her firm belly and down
the back of her tight, smooth ass. My fingers played between the crack
of her ass cheeks and then moved up to the small of her back. I held
her hand as I led her to the edge of the hot tub. We sat on the side
for a minute with just our feet dangling in the tepid water. Finally,
I stood up and stepped into the open part of the tub. I sank down to
the perfect height to have Susanıs exposed sex right in front of my
eyes. Then I reached for her and brought my mouth to her breasts.
I slid down her smooth body, my lips and tongue all over her tingling
nakedness. She spread her legs with a moan of anticipation, her hips
humping to the instinctive thrust of her desire.
Her pussy was as hot and pink as her nipples. The heavy flow of her
juices matted down her thick plume of pubic hair. I worked my way down
her thigh with my tongue and then back up. I licked up her slit,
tasting the subtle spiciness of her juice, my tongue reveling in the
satiny slickness of her private part. Her clitoris was so engorged
and erect that the tip peeped out from the wrinkles of her hood. When
my tongue pressed gently against her bundle of nerves, it seemed the
whole tub shook with a quivering response. I wanted to merge with
her, to shove my tongue deeply into her place of pleasure, fulfilling
my deepest urge in one spectacular and beautiful moment. She jerked
on the edge of the tub, moaning, the middle of her body pushing
against my face as though her slit could swallow my whole head.
Her muscles tensed and relaxed as she responded to my tongue. She
thrashed with her legs, sending up a splash of water that covered my
back in warmth. Her quivering thighs came up fast as she spread her
legs wide open. My tongue was glued to her clit, circling lower and
lower until a flush of juice was unleashed. Susan shuddered as her
legs tensed once more to the wave that was washing over her.
She stopped shaking and pulled my juice-soaked face to hers. Using her
tongue, she licked my face clean and then started moving her hands
down to my slick slit. She toyed with the pouting lips and let her
finger tips rest blissfully on my clit. I was getting wet again and
she dipped her finger into my pussy and brought more sweet nectar up
to my clit.
Susan motioned for me to switch places with her and soon she was fully
enveloped in the water while I sat on the edge of the tub. I reached
over for some Piña Colada flavored lubricant and squeezed out a small
bead at the top of my belly. Susan brought her head right up to my
wide open pussy and used her tongue to lick me from end to end. I lay
back against the edge of the tub with my legs up high in the air. She
tongued my slit and then worked her way back to my ass. Slowly, she
nibbled at my ass while using her hands to spread the cheeks.
I was lost in the moment. My senses were so turned on. Each passing
stroke of her pulsing tongue was so acute. Sensation after sensation
wafted through me. I lay back languorously as my passion mounted.
Higher. Higher. Everything felt so good, so soft and warm, so
luscious. In such a luxurious dreamy state I didnıt even hear the
footsteps as they approached. But Susan must have heard. She stopped
in mid stroke and turned. As her lips left my pussy, I opened my eyes
and gasped.
³So Bea,² came a manıs voice, ³arenıt you going to save a little of
that passion for me, too?²
Susan appeared shocked and visibly shaken. She moved to the edge of
the tub and tried not to look over at the funkily dressed man who was
eyeing her body. Once I got over my initial surprise, I smiled and
moved over to comfort Susan. ³Oh, Bobby,² I scolded, ³you should know
better than to scare us like that.² Susan looked over at the man and
then back at me.
³So this is Bobby,² she said quietly, ³uhhh....nice to meet you.²
Bobby laughed. ³Iım sorry. I didnıt mean to frighten you. But I didnıt
think Bea was here with anyone. So this is what goes on when Iım
away,² he chuckled, ³Iım genuinely delighted.² Then he looked
directly at Susan. ³And, Iım also delighted to meet you...uhhh.² I
jumped into the fray. ³This is Susan Smithhhhhh,² I said as I let my
breath out slowly.
Susan still seemed nervous and looked scared. I put my arm around her
protectively and motioned for Bobby to sit down. ³What are you doing
home so early?² I asked earnestly. Bobby sat down in the chair but
never took his eyes off either me or Susan. ³The shoot wrapped early,
so I took the next flight home. Looks like I got here just in time
too,² he said with a gleam in his eye.
The tub bubbled away as Susan submerged herself in the hot, heaving
water. The unexpected pace of the dayıs events left her reeling.
³First, I meet a strange, sexy woman at the club,² she thought to
herself, ³then, thereıs this fabulous sex in the locker stall followed
by an incredible time in the hot tub.² Susan looked out the window of
the tub room. ³And finally, a man shows up and eyes me over. This is
just too weird.²
Bobby shifted in the chair as Susan turned back to look at him. He was
around 40 or so, with thinning hair and a big, bright smile. He wore
black jeans and black leather sneakers. His wild, Hawaiian-print shirt
was too big on his small but muscular frame. It billowed up around his
neck. Bobby stood 5ı11. His nose was a little big and he had sandy
colored hair. He was stretched out over the chair looking up at the
ceiling. His obviously outdoors-type body didnıt seem to have an ounce
of fat, at least from what Susan could see so far. But what struck her
most were his eyes when he looked at her. They were so penetrating, so
deep. His face was strangely attractive though he clearly wasnıt
gorgeous. Susan wondered what men were all about in general. But in
this case, she was doubly curious about what Bea saw in Bobby.
³Mind if I join you for a soak?² Bobby asked me while returning
Susanıs gaze. Susan looked over at me. ³Sure Bobby, come on in,² I
said without hesitating. Susan started to object but stopped short.
She wasnıt attracted to Bobby at all. It wasnıt that she didnıt have
any male friends. She just wasnıt turned on sexually by men. And,
while Bobby seemed OK, he was still a man.
³Iım a little embarrassed to have met you this way,² Susan finally
spoke. ³And, I have to tell you, Iım really not into men.² Bobby
listened to Susan and then looked at me. ³Thatıs OK Susan, Iım not the
kind of guy whoıd do anything to make you uncomfortable.² With that
Bobby pried off his shoes, undid his belt and pulled his pants down.
He wasnıt wearing any underwear!
³Oh great² thought Susan, ³this guyıs different, right². She didnıt
know too many forty-year olds. But she knew virtually no one who
didnıt wear briefs or boxers. Maybe he really was different. The steam
stroked the ceiling as Bobby removed his shirt and gingerly stepped
into the hot tub. ³Ahhhhh,² he sighed as he lay back, ³this is just
what I needed after the past couple of weeks.²
I snuggled up next to Bobby as he eyed Susanıs body. His hand reached
over for me. He softly brushed my nipples with his finger tips and put
his arm around me. I quivered at his touch and started feeling a warm
dampness deep within that had nothing to do with the hot tub. I played
with Bobbyıs hair and nestled into his muscled arm.
Susan gaped at the two lovebirds. Sheıd always loved women. But she
wasnıt quite sure what to make of this strange twist of events. Here
was a woman with whom she had just made passionate love and now she
was cuddling up to a man. Susan never thought about men. They just
never interested her.
I let my hand wander down Bobbyıs leg until it was obvious that he was
interested. His thick dick stood erect, with just the mushroom-like
tip protruding slightly from the water. Susan eyed me widely as my
hand floated to the surface. I reached for Bobbyıs swollen member and
my fingers wrapped around the shaft. As I worked the stiff penis up
and down with my hand Bobby began to moan. He closed his eyes and
smiled one of those broad, rich smiles that always made me hot for
him.
Susan didnıt know whether to stick around and wait or excuse herself
run out of there. Instead, she just froze. She watched with
fascination as I bent low and took the cock in my mouth. The shiny tip
popped over my lips as I took more and more. Gently, I tugged and
pulled, mouthed and swished. The hard dick in the hot tub was
throbbing between my circled fingers. Suddenly, Bobby let out a
low-pitched whimper. I felt the first gush of his cum on the back of
my throat. A few droplets of pearly white liquid slipped past my lips
and dribbled down my chin. Bobby arched his back as my fingers played
with his sack and my mouth sucked out the last of his succulent
offering. As he pulled his softening cock away, I reached over to
Susan and planted a cum-soaked kiss on her lips.
At first, Susan was repulsed. She had never tasted a man before. Yet
here was this adoring woman with a manıs come all over her face trying
to kiss her. Susan looked at me and smiled. Then she bent over to
finish what I had started. She teased my cheeks as she tongued my nose
and eyes. I could tell that the taste wasnıt what she had expected.
But now she seemed to enjoy the new sensation. ³A little salty,²
thought Susan but not unpleasant, ³sort of like the tail end of an
oyster.² She smiled at all the times sheıd been to the beach and
gobbled fresh oysters by the dozen.
The warm jets undulated between his legs as Bobby silently watched our
rising passion. Susan stood slightly exposed in the tub. Her muscled,
flat stomach flexed and glistened in the moist dew that settled down
from the steam of the tub. Bobby was transfixed by the sight of her
cum-smudged cheeks. She reached up to wipe her face. As she pulled her
hand away her eyes met his.
Bobby smiled and put his head back against the edge of the tub. For
the first time Susan felt that maybe, just maybe, all men werenıt so
bad. But then she fixed her gaze on me. As I beamed back a beautiful
smile, I could see that she only had eyes for me.
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