On the edge
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Posted:Aug 23, 2019 10:53 am
Last Updated:Oct 15, 2019 8:59 pm
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We were busy learning about each other, the weights and measures, delicacies for each, her taste of the ocean, earth, and rain, a slight note of dewberry, and she described mine as a salted cream, a bit of tart lime and sweet pineapple. We enjoyed the flush of chemicals that coursed through us when anticipating lovemaking, when finishing dinner, looking into each other's eyes across the table, our feet touching, rubbing, exploring, and our eyes fast, silently imagining.
Our ideas flow like moonlight through the trees, coursing down like light rain, and when we get to the sofa, or the soft rug in front of the fireplace, the cool air on the veranda, the warm rocks at the edge of our spring-fed pond - we fall into each other, drool the evidence of our eagerness.
On a evening in August, we were finishing our corn on the cob, salads with sauteed sesame tofu and peach slices drizzled with a balsamic reduction dressing, sweet and tangy, but still light and fruity. I marveled at the peach fur on one large slice, the colors of the deep red dressing on the fur, and picked it up in my fingers and licked it, enjoying the soft fur, before holding it to Breanne to see what she would do with it.
She smelled it first, then bit the end off and leaned forward, letting a bit of it's juice escape the corner of her mouth, then pressed her tongue to my lips and the peach into my mouth where she and I moved it about squashing it between our tongues, the juice escaping our sloppy kiss, dribbling into my goatee just slightly, blessing us with it's sweet fragrance.
I wanted to taste her, to drink her in, to bathe in the heart of her, to apply my most reverent attention to her core, and to show her how much I'd grown to care. Breanne kept her pussy trimmed carefully, very short hair, and occasionally shaved. I knew from recent exploits, breakfast, that she was a bit fuzzy now, and then and there our evening's activity was planned, assuming she'd go along with it.
After our kiss, we finished the last bits of dinner, and I took her hand and drew her to the back yard. The day had been , but had cooled off, and was mercifully dry, wonderful, comfortable weather for the back yard. I took her to the large smooth boulder we frequented and lay her down on a thick towel. Lifting her dress, fell to my knees and kissed the inside of each knee, then proceeded to kiss upward inside her thighs. She sighed with each kiss, more-so as I got higher, and a peek at her cunt revealed a rivulet formed and running slowly from between her lips.
I rose then and went back to the house without a word. The sun was above the horizon, so we had about 40 minutes of fairly good light left, and I brought back a kit that I'd had for some time, and a large bowl of warm water. I knelt back between her legs easing them open a bit further and proceeded to kiss, first licking up a stray drop before it fell to the towel below. While kissing I ensured her head was back and she was relaxed and unzipped my kit and drew out a bar of coconut soap, the foamy kind, and proceeded to wet my hands and the soap in the water, paying close attention to quality kisses all the while.
I worked up a strong, thick lather, and spread it across her upper thighs, her pussy, and mound, keeping the slightly swelled lips uncovered. I rubbed and rubbed with one hand, working the lather into her fuzz, and with the clean hand rubbed her cunt, pressing the valley between her outer and inner lips,pressing hard and working in the slickness upward toward her clit. She shivered now and then, feeling the many sensations, and I slowed my left hand work, and dipped my fingers in the bowl to clean then dry them.
I withdrew the 67 Solingen straight razor that I kept carefully honed for my own shaving needs, and began to shave her fuzz away. She looked up slowly, in a languorous curiosity, and I saw her eyes widen, but she wisely relaxed and lay her head back down, resigned to trust. The shaving soap and my rubbing had softened her hairs so they fell away with my smooth strokes. I was careful to shave in confident, single strokes, keeping clear of the most sensitive skin, and with my left hand re-soaping where I'd shaved as I went to ensure she remained moist. With great care, I moved around from her left, to the top of her pussy, to her right, and very carefully below her pussy. I know from experience that working quickly is best, and I'd done a great job seeing no signs of burn. I dipped a small cloth in the water and cleaned the soap away, moving slowly, deliberately, my finger inserted in her cunt while working with my other hand. She moaned, and I felt juice squeezing around my thumb.
My last ministration was the avocado oil, a slick, light oil to prevent any post shaving burn and to keep her moist, something that didn't seem necessary at that moment as my thumb squelched in her upon slowly moving in and .
Once I'd slowly applied the oil, she was keening at the attention, and shivered once and gasped as she had a short, sharp orgasm on my thumb. I withdrew, wiped the razor clean and made sure to spread some avocado oil on it to prevent rust, and put it away. She was still breathing hard when I applied my lips to her cunt, my mouth engulfing her, my tongue slipping inside to taste her juices. I was at a buffet of delicacies, her dew, the avocado oil, the natural smells of lavender and grass wafting around us. I pressed my lips hard, and my tongue pressed each side hard and licked upward, up the shaft of her clit and I felt her raise her hips slightly to meet my motions, I held her thighs, pulling her to me, and continued licking, up and down the grooves between her lips, pressing hard to her clit, and moving about just as I knew she loved. Soon her hips were off the rock and she twitched and twisted as I held her tight to my mouth and a moment later I felt a gush of juice from her and she gasped and mewed as she came again, a long, rolling, twisting and turning affair. I rode with her for the duration and a last lick at her clit demonstrated she'd become very sensitive there. I lifted my head to see her brightly flushed cheeks, her chest pocked with blush marks, rising and falling with the last waves as her chemistry settled back into it's lane.
I sidled up onto the rock, close beside her, my hard cock pressing her thigh, and she reached down and gripped me, squeezing her assurance, and I smiled.
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Honey, honey? Part II
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Posted:Aug 3, 2019 8:05 pm
Last Updated:Dec 9, 2019 8:33 pm
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Honey, Honey?... part II [tr]
Recap - In the moment, we'd forgotten hang our towels on the hooks, so stepped into the bright sun and made our way to the large flat boulders that made up the landscape of our mountain home. The day was cool, but the strong sun made warmed the boulders nicely. She lay back on them and I went to the deck and got the honey after she'd closed her eyes to the sun. A moment later her eyes flew open as she felt the first of the honey dripping on her, the crystals sparkling in the sun. She closed her eyes again and a huge smile spread across her .
I'd grabbed a few towels and put her head, then pulled a cushion over from a nearby chair, and knelt in front of her. Her knees were up and I spread them get between. The honey dribbled down her thighs and I dripped some more on her belly her breasts, rubbing it in gently. I leaned in take my first taste. It had softened in the sun, but the crystals were rock hard, so I licked them and my tongue pushed some honey to the slight fold her small right breast. I licked higher and she moaned. My tongue flitted up to the tip a touch, then back to the honey at her belly. My hands spread the honey further, and my mouth traveled back to her nipple, and licked around it, then sucked it in, my tongue flicking the sensitive skin around it. I kissed, and licked, cleaning up her right breast first, sucking her nipple and licking the honey was gone, before moving her slightly larger left breast. I pushed the honey it up, and proceeded with the routine, my fingers still caressing her right breast while my mouth cleaned up her left, sucked, flicked and attended her left. She moaned, her legs falling apart as I leaned over her, and I teased a bit with the tip of my cock, pushing the honey at her thighs around with the head, coming close, but not entering her cunt. She squirmed in an attempt get some attention from my cock, but I continued pull away, teasing, as my mouth finished cleaning her left breast. Once done, I worked my way down her belly, cleaning the rest of the honey there, then swiveled so my head was at her feet, my cock close her head, pulling the towels in to pad my knees.
Sensing the change, she turned her head to the right and saw my cock near by. Her hand reached it and directed my her mouth and she proceeded suck and lick the honey off. I leaned over her and applying my mouth her thighs, began clean the honey there with long licks from just above her knee up and in toward her now dripping cunt. She moaned as I approached, letting me know she was aching more direct attention. I tongued her lips briefly, then ventured back to the honey, licking up the inside of her other leg now, again, approaching her cunt where my tongue darted in and , pressed her labia hard as it slide her button at the top, then returned to the remaining honey. I lifted her legs and pressed them to her chest, bending my head around her outer thigh to lick the honey on the back of her legs, licking, pressing, licking toward her cunt again, this time in earnest, lapping up the folds, dipping deep inside her and pressing the shaft of her clit as I exited. I licked her inner thigh, found the last of the honey and lapped it up eager to get to more earnest work, then darted my tongue down her ass crack where I pressed hard and slipping my tongue in just a moment. My next stop was up her slit to her cunt again where I went to work, my tongue stiff and pressing hard.
Her own honey flowed copiously now, and she'd started to moan and couldn't attention my cock. I climbed atop her, my legs to either side of her head and dangled my cock in front of her. She reached up and wrapped her arms around me and pulled me down taking me in her mouth. At the time I paid close attention her cunt, lapping the juices, pressing hard her clit shaft, darting deep and then pressing hard as I pulled , deep and hard upward again I felt her pressing up toward me. Her arms pulled me deeper inside her, and at once she pulled hard, pulling herself up and onto my cock, pushing it deep into her throat. It felt amazing, but I remained attentive to her needs, ignoring my own thrill as best I could. She raised and lowered herself, my cock sliding in and of her throat, and I remained pressed her juicy cunt, my tongue pressing as hard as I could, holding her to me as well. I felt her pressing harder into me now and she began to shake. I didn't let up, it wasn't the time that, and she continued toward climax like thunder coming closer, vibrating, and pulling me into her throat, and I knew I was a going to cum then. Stiffening she held me in her throat and I pulsed, pumping my cum into her as she moaned and vibrated and pushed her cunt to my . We came in waves, my first shots deep in her throat, she lowered herself off of me some air, and I shuddered at the sensation and pushed more cum into her mouth and felt her swallowing to accommodate it. I flicked her clit, and pressed my middle finger to her ass and in, and she spasmed and came in her second wave, then breathing hard, we both pushed once further into the other, and each shook with a final wave, both inhaling deeply before a long, satisfying shudder and exhale as my juice shot onto her , her lips and ass contracted grabbing my finger and my tongue simultaneously, and we both collapsed into each other breathless.
Soon our breathing resumed, and I rotated myself and kissed her deeply tasting my salty cum, her slick, mildly salty juice. My hand cupped her wet cunt, my finger just hovering inside, not pressing, just present. I lay beside her and she turned to me wrapping her legs around me as I pulled my finger from her and returned the embrace. She pulled my hips to her and aligned herself with my cock, which started to harden just slightly. Reaching down, she pushed me into her cunt and in a smooth move turned us and straddled me lowering herself onto my semi soft cock. Patting my hip, she held a towel where I could see it and I pushed up into her as she lifted herself and deftly pulled the towel through beneath me, and her knees. My cock had immediately responded this new sensation and I was rigid again. She started moving up and back on my cock at a gentle pace, increasing speed slighty, pushing hard down onto me, gyrating down to push me deeper inside. We fucked languidly minutes, straight into each other's eyes. As if on cue, she sped up, and I pressed deeper into her as she lowered herself, another few minutes and we were moving much faster, she was pounding down on me, bouncing back off and dropping her full 0 pounds on my cock. She arched her back, straight the sun and jerked in a first spasm. I pushed hard into her, tensed and felt myself peaking, though with far less cum than I'd already filled her with. We came together a second time, came down together a second time, and she lay herself on top of me, still inside her, and dozed off.
I pulled the last towel over her, knowing how much a sun-burned ass could hurt, and lay my head back with her head nestled against my neck, and fell asleep exhausted.
To be continued.
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