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My Cousin Mandy- Part 3 free porn video
It was after one o'clock in the morning and everyone in the house was upstairs sleeping, all except my beautiful cousin Mandy who was now waiting for me in the silence of her room. The guestroom was the only bedroom on the lower floor of my house; we would be totally undisturbed.
As I approached her door I thought back over the events of the day. It had started with a shameful display of uncontrolable lust on my part this morning, rolling around Mandy's bed with her panties pressed to my face. It had produced one of the most intense self-induced orgasms of my life and as I laid spent in the softness of her sheets, I could have never imagined that only a few short hours later, Mandy and I would be cumming together on the beach, as we admitted our desires for one another. What I originally thought were confessions in the heat of passion, that might change to embarassment and guilt did no such thing. We walked home from the beach together, and we were chatty and giddy and we even held hands off and on. We had shared something special together and we felt good about it. Our relationship had evolved, no longer just her older cousin that used to watch out for her when we were k**s. Of course I'd always watch out for her, but now we were two women, needing the kind of intimate comfort and pleasure that we could only get from each other at this moment.
Oh, this evening had been a test of patience and self control for both of us. When we got home, being the gracious hostess, I allowed Mandy the first shower. She took an extra long one, and as I tried to help my husband get dinner ready, my mind was fixated on what she was doing under that spray of hot water. God, she must look beautiful in that steamy shower. When she was done in her bathroom, I went up to take my own shower. As I showered, I knew why Mandy had taken extra time. I wanted to look perfect for her and I'm sure she did the same. I was extra careful shaving, making sure my legs and underarms were smooth and my pubic hair well trimmed. I lifted my leg up and propped foot on wash cloth rail and ran the bar of soap between my cheeks; my body shuddered as it ran across my anus. These were the sensations I hoped to feel tonight, with gorgeous Mandy. I took my razor and carefully made sure I had shaved away anything lurking in that most intimate of areas. God, I hoped she would be able to appreciate that smoothness. It was all I could do not to cum again in the shower. I didn't want to be exhausted before tonight. I got out of the shower, dried off and moisturized my entire body with my favorite sandalwood lotion. I would be soft for her tonight.
As usual during family visits in the summer, there was a small houseful for dinner at another backyard barbecue; but tonight had been different, because Mandy and I exchanged many private and teasing glances. I would look at her across the table when nobody would notice, I'd stare at her until she could feel my gaze penetrating her, warming her; she look my way and I would smile, and in that smile I'd tell her everything we would do to each other when everyone was alseep. Those looks exchanged throughout the night. When we'd pass eachother we would be extra careful to casually brush bodies together. We were both distracted, a million miles away in some private fantasy where we were the only two people that existed. By the end of the night I was so moist my panties and even my shorts clung to my groin. I've had many earth-shattering sexual experiences in my life, but I don't recall ever being this turned on before.
After the other guests had left for the night, Mandy excused herself about 10:30, telling me and Jon she was going to bed. "See ya tomorrow", I said with a teasing grin. She disappeared from the family room with an extra little wiggle in her adorable ass.
Jon and I were left alone and I knew he'd have to go to bed soon. His job got him up early and tomorrow was his last workday of the week. I wanted that boy asleep badly, "snug as a bug" as the saying went. There was one way I knew for sure that would send my husband off to sleep comfortably...
He'd been sitting there next to me on the couch, legs outstretched on the ottoman, I reached out placing my left arm around his neck, resting my head against his chest. My right hand slid under his t-shirt to massage his tight, smooth stomach. His stomach was always a turn-on to me, though tonight I needed no other stimuli. I heard his soft exhale of breath as my soft hands played across his skin. My fingers crept lower and as they reached just under the waistband of his shorts his abdomen drew in to allow my hand more room. My fingers played in his trimmed mound of hair above a now hardening cock. "Sweetheart, I gotta go to sleep soon," he said the words, but not very convincingly.
Believe me, nobody wanted that boy asleep more than me, but he did have a gorgeous cock and I couldn't go to Mandy just yet, so why not....
I kissed my way down his chest, lifting his shirt up as I went. Jon was slim and smooth, the way I loved men best. I ran my tongue under the waist band of his shorts, feeling the even softer skin of his lower abdomen. I shifted positions, lowering myself to the floor between his legs. I tugged on the shorts and he lifted his ass slightly to allow them to come down. "Honey, what if Mandy comes back?" His protests were again half-hearted.
"If she does, she'll get an eyeful, won't she?" I said with a grin, and another twinge in my lower region, just thinking about that possibility. "Maybe she'd want to help," I added, taking his semi-hard cock into my mouth. The sound that escaped his mouth at that moment was just beautiful and I knew it was the combination of my warm wet mouth engulfing his member and also the thought of my cousin helping me make him cum.
I gave my husband an incredible blow job this evening. It was slow and full of soft moaning from my mouth around his cock. It was always exciting to make him cum with my mouth, but it was more exciting tonight because of what I knew lay ahead. I imagined Mandy with me, sucking Jon's cock, kissing me with him between our lips. I knew I had planted that fantasy in Jon because his moaning and writhing on the couch was even more than usual. He had been noticing Mandy all week too, I knew he'd been evaluating her sexually; what man wouldn't?
Jon came hard, stifiling his moans as much as possible. His cum filled my mouth, pulse after pulse. I took what I could and finished him off with my hand as he continued to pump onto his stomach. Not swallowing his load, I moved up quickly to kiss him deep on the mouth, kissing his semen back to him. This was a hot little ritual that excited us both intensely after oral sex. He hugged me tight after that, telling me he loved me. Then, he was ready to sleep....
That had been about an hour ago; I'd tucked him into bed and gone back downstairs to watch tv and wait until I knew he was asleep. I had just gone up to check him and the k**s and they were all sleeping soundly. Before I went back downstairs, I went into the bathroom to freshen up a bit and brush my teeth. I also changed into my favorite satin red nightie. It had spaghetti straps and came to mid thigh. I wore no bra or panties underneath and the feeling of the material on my naked skin was pure heaven as I quietly descended the staircase.
My hand touched the doorknob to Mandy's room. My breath felt short, my knees shaky like I had only recently learned to walk. I tapped on the door with the knuckles of two fingers...
It was only seconds before the door opened, revealing my very pretty cousin standing there. I could see she'd re-touched her make-up and brushed her hair out again. She was wearing another one of those tight fitting tanktops that had been driving me crazy all week, this one in red. Her shorts were gone, leaving only a pair of black panties. The shirt was short on her and that perfect belly was exposed to me. She was my wet dream come true, bathed in the light of a single candle, a french vanilla jar candle which I usually kept in the guest bathroom. The air around us was sweet-smelling, and it only enhanced the experience I was feeling through my entire body. "Hey you," she whispered, barely audibly.
My mouth was hanging open slightly and I had to remind myself to breathe through it, I was so nervous. "Mandy...you're beautiful," also a whisper. I reached out to her with one hand, partially to steady myself, and also just out of need to touch her skin. My palm cupped her shoulder ever so lightly. It was as if I was afraid anything more would make the entire moment disappear. I turned my hand, tracing the backs of two fingers down her arm to her elbow. Her eyes drifted closed as her nerve endings were aroused; I could feel the little goosebumps rise under my fingers. My own skin had its own currents running through it, all of them rushing to the same spot in my lower abdomen and my sex.
Part of that was still fear. I was terrified that we were going too far. The fantasizing on the beach today was one thing, harmless, but this....
She could read the fear in my face as my mouth parted to speak, to question, to second guess. She placed her finger to my lips, stopping me. "Shhhh.....don't, Crista," her whisper was almost desperate, "We both want this more than we've ever wanted anything."
Oh God help me, she was right. I took her finger away from my mouth and looked into her very needy eyes, a mirror of my own. "I love you, Mandy. I want to make love with you." I held her hand back to my lips and kissed her finger and then the next one, and the next, while softly caressing the back of her hand. Our hazy sighs were in unison.
She inched closer to me until her body was touching mine, breast to breast. She was wearing no bra underneath the thin tanktop, and my own nightie provided little barrier to the feeling of her softness lightly pressing into me. I released her hand and cradled each side of her face. Her eyes, as I looked at them, told me everything that there had ever been between us; the love, the trust, the friendship....and now the intense lust that had taken us both by surprise this week. Her lips and my lips were parted, swollen with a desire to be kissed. We could feel each other's breath as I gently brought her mouth to mine.
The first kiss, like all wonderful first kisses was tentative, as our lips just barely touched. At that first contact we could feel the soft exhale of breath against each other. My fingers played in her hair as we connected again, this time feeling the true fullness of the other's lips. Again the breathy release, but this time there was no more hesitation; our mouths opened a bit more and with passion locked together. Oh God, it had been so long since I'd kissed another girl. It's simply the most sensual experience ever. Nothing feels like another girl's lips opening in unison with yours. Her tongue was the first to reach outward, into my mouth. I matched her passion and the frenzy of our tongues played in between our locked lips. Our lovemaking had begun at the most basic level and yet I could feel our intensity already at a boiling point as I let go of her face and pulled her body hard to me. My sex was inflamed beneath my nightie, my nipples felt like electricity conductors.
We held on tightly to each other, my hands playing around the small of her back.The longer we kissed the more engorged our lips and our tongues felt. blood rushing everywhere in our bodies from the passion.
I didn't want to rush anything, but after what seemed like forever holding eachother, kissing passionately, it was me that broke the kiss. It felt like slow motion as our lips pulled apart, my tongue sliding off of hers and out of her mouth. Our foreheads touched as we looked into eachothers eyes, perhaps one last affirmation that this was all okay...
I kissed her lips again softly and then moved on instantly over to her cheek, my hands now playing over her shoulders. I worked my way downward to the line of her neck to her shoulder. My tongue brushed across her skin with each kiss, leaving the little moist spots which I know feel so very good when the air touches their warmth. I'd wanted to make love to her gorgeous shoulder with my mouth all week; the perfect roundness of them now felt so good between my lips. I kissed her there open-mouthed as I would kiss her full lips and my tongue sought out her skin. Her shoulders glistened under my kisses and I brushed my nose back and forth across the wetness, loving the scent of my saliva on her body. Mandy's soft sighs filled my senses and the tightening in my body intensified as I imagined covering all of her with my wet kisses.
Mandy held me to her and moved backward toward the bed. When she backed into it she stopped and softly pulled my face upward to look at her. She kissed me again full, tongue once again inside my mouth. Our eyes stayed open, fixing on each other and they gave away our needs to one another. Looking into her eyes I knew there were no inhibitions tonight. She told me with her eyes that whatever I wanted I could have from her, and she also told me that she intended to take everything she desired from me. God, I felt my first orgasm building already.
While we kissed I found the bottom of her tank-top and pulled it upward. We broke contact and I stepped back slightly to watch her raise her arms over her head so I could remove it. Oh fuck, her underarms were so sexy, I wanted to bury my mouth in them. I lifted her shirt over her head, exposing her breasts. They were so full, and so young, so perfect. Her areola were slightly darker than mine, but her nipples were similar; they were so wonderfully erect. "Oh God Mandy, I've never seen anything more gorgeous."
She just smiled shyly, perhaps thinking I was just flattering her. I wasn't doing that at all, honestly. She was positively perfect. I said nothing, but instead I lifted my nightie up over my head, baring my naked body to her. It was time to give myself totally to her.
Mandy's lips parted as she stared at me and I could hear, feel and almost see her breath escape her mouth. Her eyes displayed a desperation that I knew were mirrors of my own feelings. My breathing came in short bursts and I could feel the tiny hairs on my arms standing. I felt the wetness leaking from my sex. I stepped into her, cradling her upper arms and lightly brushed my hard nipples against hers. I felt her body shake slightly along with mine. We stood there for a few moments enjoying the pleasures our breasts were bringing each other, all the while not taking our eyes from the other.
I moved my hand down to the curve of her waist just above the line of her panties. These were the last barrier to her nakedness; one more piece of clothing and she would be mine entirely. I stroked her thighs with my nails and lowered myself down to my knees making sure my breasts brushed her the whole way down. I was kneeling, my face just inches from her sex. My lips were parted, my breath...her breath...coming in short labored bursts of air. She was already so aroused because even before I touched the black material I could see that it was damp. I could also see the outline of her bush underneath, raising the material slightly; just like last evening, but this time I was so close, and this time I was going to have her.
I pressed my lips to the roundness of her belly just above the line of her panties, another fantasy finally fulfilled. I kissed her there over and over and her stomach quivered with each touch. Oh God, I could already smell the scent of her arousal. I kissed downward feeling the waistband of her panties under my lips and then finally the moist material and the feel of her mound underneath. My hand wandered to my own patch of brown hair, fingers playing through it while I pressed my face into Mandy's covered sex. I moaned into her, and she was moaning too. I was already drunk on her scent, delicious...so much stronger than it had been on her panties this morning. I licked her panties, forcing the material into her wetness, tasting her through it. Her body jerked and she grabbed hold of my shoulders to hold herself up.
I could wait no longer; I wrapped my fingers inside the band of the panties and slid them down her body to the floor. Her pussy was finally exposed. Her pubic hair was just as I'd imagined, a small well-trimmed triangle of light brown. My own lower regions spasmed at this sight. I brushed my lips and nose against it, feeling the softness and inhaling...there's never been anything better than the scent of female arousal.
Mandy reached down, taking me by the elbows, lifted me back to a standing position. She wrapped herself around me pressing the softness of our bodies together and we kissed deeply again. She ate at my mouth with a new kind of frenzy and her hands explored my lower back and the roundness of my butt. I mimicked her movements pulling her into me until our breasts and hips were nearly grinding together. Our tongues were making love to one another. Our saliva was thick with arousal and when our mouths pulled apart for an instant, strands of it connected our tongues. Mandy's hands cupped my ass cheeks and her fingers played in the crevice between. She pulled outward lightly with each hand, opening my most private region to the air....Oh God, she knew how good this felt, to be pulled open. I mirrored her, fingers opening her ass and she sighed heavily in my mouth.
Without breaking the kiss, Mandy turned me around so my back was against the bed and then she gently pushed me back to a laying position and climbed on top of me, lining her body on mine. I opened my legs and her pussy pushed against me. I pulled her down tight, pushing down on her ass to keep our groins tight together. We moaned into each other and I was actually lightheaded with lust and so close to the edge of orgasm. "Oh God, baby...I'm...so close," I panted as we kissed.
"NO!" She moaned, pulling away, "I want you to cum in my mouth..." Her eyes were begging.
She adjusted her position so she wasn't grinding and for an instant it was unbearably frustrating to be brought to the brink and then pulled back. She didn't allow the disappointment to linger as she was kissing her way down my neck, to my chest. Her tongue was wet and left trails of saliva along my breasts as she licked around my areola, brushing the sides of my nipples. They were harder than I ever thought possible.
She didn't linger though and she worked her trail of wetness down my torso to my lower stomach, which was rising and falling in rapid breaths. I loved coolness of her saliva on my skin; I just wanted my body to be painted with all of her wetness.
One of the most sensitive spots on anyone's body is the lower abdomen, just above the hairline. Oh fuck...she found that and kissed and licked and moaned into my skin causing the most intense vibrations in my whole pubic region. I opened my legs wider and she lowered her mouth and I felt the first hint of her wet, hot tongue sliding into my cunt. I screamed out and had to remember that I had a family sleeping upstairs. My fingers played in her hair as she went down on me. "Oh damn Crista...you taste so good." Her words were barely audible.
She licked and sucked on my labia and I could almost feel the blood engorging it. Two of her fingers tickled at the sensitve area just below my pussy and then she simultaneously inserted them inside me while her lips wrapped around my clitoris. My hips bucked into her face and her fingers curled upward, knowing just where to find the roughness of my g-spot. I was writhing under her mouth and fingers, making low noises, that didn't even sound human. She was making the same noises against my clit only adding to the sensations. I grabbed her head and pushed her mouth hard to my cunt, causing her to cry out, maybe in pain, but I didn't even care; My entire pussy seemed to explode against her and I could feel a flood of wetness pour from within. "Fuck Mandy! I'm cumming!" My body shook as the heat surrounded me in a cocoon. Her face stayed pressed against my wide open sex. The waves of orgasm rocked me one after the other, going on longer than I thought possible. Even after I stopped cumming, I didn't stop shaking. I felt tears welling in my eyes; they weren't tears of guilt or shame or sadness or even happiness....I think I came so completely that every part of me was spasming, even the tear ducts.
When the shaking stopped I lifted her up to me. Mandy's mouth and chin had a glaze of my wetness on her; I pulled her to my face and kissed and licked my cum from her. I loved my taste and know that she did too. I couldn't wait for her wetness to be all over me, I couldn't wait for her to tongue it off of my face. I had cum so completely, but I was in no way sated....I wanted so much more.
I rolled over placing myself on top of her. I raised myself off her body. "Roll over baby," I pleaded.
She let out a long "mmmmmmmm", perhaps all she had in her, and she did what she was told. On her stomach now, with that voluptious ass in line with my pussy, I ran my hands softly down the length of her body from her upper back down to her smooth as silk thighs. I eased her right leg upward by bending her knee. In the candle light I saw her most private areas opened to me. I straddled the line of her body, in the same position with my right leg curled up on hers, my breasts pressed to her back, my groin pressed between her cheeks. This was just a nice feeling when you were the same size with the other person. I moved her hair aside and kissed inside her neck, whispering sweet things into her ear as my sex found her anus. She moaned into the pillow and ground herself into the soft sheets underneath. I know the intensity she was feeling; the sensations of soft pubic hair, wet pussy and a hard clit pressing against your ass will drive you to the brink of insanity. I fucked Mandy's ass with my cunt and we cried out together, over and over again. Her sounds told me she was so close and I slid downward, tongue trailing wetness down her spine.....and down into the crevice between her cheeks. Oh sweet Jesus, her asshole was pulsing in the candlelight and it glistened from the wetness that had escaped her pussy. My tongue slid down across her hole and my finger pressed into her pussy. She pushed upward against my tongue, crying out. She was opened to me and my tongue pressed inside of her. I could feel the muscle of her ass pushing against my tongue, but I forced against it and my finger fucked her with a fury.
"OH GOD....LICK MY ASS...I'M CUMMING," She whisper-screamed out to me. At that moment I felt her asshole clenching around my tongue and I felt the spasms inside her cunt. The wetness rushed out of her and covered my hand. I pressed my mouth against her pussy so I could taste the heady nectar pouring from her. After a few moments her breathing settled once again into a relaxed rhythm and I moved my face away from her now over-sensitive pussy.
She lifted her head slightly, looking back at me with that beautiful face and those loving eyes that come after orgasm. "Oh Crista, I love you....Thank you."
I crawled up beside her and she turned on her side, so I could fit in next to her in a spooning position. With my breasts once again to her back, my groin once again to her ass, my face tickled by her soft hair, I kissed her neck and whispered into her ear. "I love you too Mandy.....You're absolutely perfect."
With a few hours left before Jon would wake for work, we would not waste a single second...
The End.
As I approached her door I thought back over the events of the day. It had started with a shameful display of uncontrolable lust on my part this morning, rolling around Mandy's bed with her panties pressed to my face. It had produced one of the most intense self-induced orgasms of my life and as I laid spent in the softness of her sheets, I could have never imagined that only a few short hours later, Mandy and I would be cumming together on the beach, as we admitted our desires for one another. What I originally thought were confessions in the heat of passion, that might change to embarassment and guilt did no such thing. We walked home from the beach together, and we were chatty and giddy and we even held hands off and on. We had shared something special together and we felt good about it. Our relationship had evolved, no longer just her older cousin that used to watch out for her when we were k**s. Of course I'd always watch out for her, but now we were two women, needing the kind of intimate comfort and pleasure that we could only get from each other at this moment.
Oh, this evening had been a test of patience and self control for both of us. When we got home, being the gracious hostess, I allowed Mandy the first shower. She took an extra long one, and as I tried to help my husband get dinner ready, my mind was fixated on what she was doing under that spray of hot water. God, she must look beautiful in that steamy shower. When she was done in her bathroom, I went up to take my own shower. As I showered, I knew why Mandy had taken extra time. I wanted to look perfect for her and I'm sure she did the same. I was extra careful shaving, making sure my legs and underarms were smooth and my pubic hair well trimmed. I lifted my leg up and propped foot on wash cloth rail and ran the bar of soap between my cheeks; my body shuddered as it ran across my anus. These were the sensations I hoped to feel tonight, with gorgeous Mandy. I took my razor and carefully made sure I had shaved away anything lurking in that most intimate of areas. God, I hoped she would be able to appreciate that smoothness. It was all I could do not to cum again in the shower. I didn't want to be exhausted before tonight. I got out of the shower, dried off and moisturized my entire body with my favorite sandalwood lotion. I would be soft for her tonight.
As usual during family visits in the summer, there was a small houseful for dinner at another backyard barbecue; but tonight had been different, because Mandy and I exchanged many private and teasing glances. I would look at her across the table when nobody would notice, I'd stare at her until she could feel my gaze penetrating her, warming her; she look my way and I would smile, and in that smile I'd tell her everything we would do to each other when everyone was alseep. Those looks exchanged throughout the night. When we'd pass eachother we would be extra careful to casually brush bodies together. We were both distracted, a million miles away in some private fantasy where we were the only two people that existed. By the end of the night I was so moist my panties and even my shorts clung to my groin. I've had many earth-shattering sexual experiences in my life, but I don't recall ever being this turned on before.
After the other guests had left for the night, Mandy excused herself about 10:30, telling me and Jon she was going to bed. "See ya tomorrow", I said with a teasing grin. She disappeared from the family room with an extra little wiggle in her adorable ass.
Jon and I were left alone and I knew he'd have to go to bed soon. His job got him up early and tomorrow was his last workday of the week. I wanted that boy asleep badly, "snug as a bug" as the saying went. There was one way I knew for sure that would send my husband off to sleep comfortably...
He'd been sitting there next to me on the couch, legs outstretched on the ottoman, I reached out placing my left arm around his neck, resting my head against his chest. My right hand slid under his t-shirt to massage his tight, smooth stomach. His stomach was always a turn-on to me, though tonight I needed no other stimuli. I heard his soft exhale of breath as my soft hands played across his skin. My fingers crept lower and as they reached just under the waistband of his shorts his abdomen drew in to allow my hand more room. My fingers played in his trimmed mound of hair above a now hardening cock. "Sweetheart, I gotta go to sleep soon," he said the words, but not very convincingly.
Believe me, nobody wanted that boy asleep more than me, but he did have a gorgeous cock and I couldn't go to Mandy just yet, so why not....
I kissed my way down his chest, lifting his shirt up as I went. Jon was slim and smooth, the way I loved men best. I ran my tongue under the waist band of his shorts, feeling the even softer skin of his lower abdomen. I shifted positions, lowering myself to the floor between his legs. I tugged on the shorts and he lifted his ass slightly to allow them to come down. "Honey, what if Mandy comes back?" His protests were again half-hearted.
"If she does, she'll get an eyeful, won't she?" I said with a grin, and another twinge in my lower region, just thinking about that possibility. "Maybe she'd want to help," I added, taking his semi-hard cock into my mouth. The sound that escaped his mouth at that moment was just beautiful and I knew it was the combination of my warm wet mouth engulfing his member and also the thought of my cousin helping me make him cum.
I gave my husband an incredible blow job this evening. It was slow and full of soft moaning from my mouth around his cock. It was always exciting to make him cum with my mouth, but it was more exciting tonight because of what I knew lay ahead. I imagined Mandy with me, sucking Jon's cock, kissing me with him between our lips. I knew I had planted that fantasy in Jon because his moaning and writhing on the couch was even more than usual. He had been noticing Mandy all week too, I knew he'd been evaluating her sexually; what man wouldn't?
Jon came hard, stifiling his moans as much as possible. His cum filled my mouth, pulse after pulse. I took what I could and finished him off with my hand as he continued to pump onto his stomach. Not swallowing his load, I moved up quickly to kiss him deep on the mouth, kissing his semen back to him. This was a hot little ritual that excited us both intensely after oral sex. He hugged me tight after that, telling me he loved me. Then, he was ready to sleep....
That had been about an hour ago; I'd tucked him into bed and gone back downstairs to watch tv and wait until I knew he was asleep. I had just gone up to check him and the k**s and they were all sleeping soundly. Before I went back downstairs, I went into the bathroom to freshen up a bit and brush my teeth. I also changed into my favorite satin red nightie. It had spaghetti straps and came to mid thigh. I wore no bra or panties underneath and the feeling of the material on my naked skin was pure heaven as I quietly descended the staircase.
My hand touched the doorknob to Mandy's room. My breath felt short, my knees shaky like I had only recently learned to walk. I tapped on the door with the knuckles of two fingers...
It was only seconds before the door opened, revealing my very pretty cousin standing there. I could see she'd re-touched her make-up and brushed her hair out again. She was wearing another one of those tight fitting tanktops that had been driving me crazy all week, this one in red. Her shorts were gone, leaving only a pair of black panties. The shirt was short on her and that perfect belly was exposed to me. She was my wet dream come true, bathed in the light of a single candle, a french vanilla jar candle which I usually kept in the guest bathroom. The air around us was sweet-smelling, and it only enhanced the experience I was feeling through my entire body. "Hey you," she whispered, barely audibly.
My mouth was hanging open slightly and I had to remind myself to breathe through it, I was so nervous. "Mandy...you're beautiful," also a whisper. I reached out to her with one hand, partially to steady myself, and also just out of need to touch her skin. My palm cupped her shoulder ever so lightly. It was as if I was afraid anything more would make the entire moment disappear. I turned my hand, tracing the backs of two fingers down her arm to her elbow. Her eyes drifted closed as her nerve endings were aroused; I could feel the little goosebumps rise under my fingers. My own skin had its own currents running through it, all of them rushing to the same spot in my lower abdomen and my sex.
Part of that was still fear. I was terrified that we were going too far. The fantasizing on the beach today was one thing, harmless, but this....
She could read the fear in my face as my mouth parted to speak, to question, to second guess. She placed her finger to my lips, stopping me. "Shhhh.....don't, Crista," her whisper was almost desperate, "We both want this more than we've ever wanted anything."
Oh God help me, she was right. I took her finger away from my mouth and looked into her very needy eyes, a mirror of my own. "I love you, Mandy. I want to make love with you." I held her hand back to my lips and kissed her finger and then the next one, and the next, while softly caressing the back of her hand. Our hazy sighs were in unison.
She inched closer to me until her body was touching mine, breast to breast. She was wearing no bra underneath the thin tanktop, and my own nightie provided little barrier to the feeling of her softness lightly pressing into me. I released her hand and cradled each side of her face. Her eyes, as I looked at them, told me everything that there had ever been between us; the love, the trust, the friendship....and now the intense lust that had taken us both by surprise this week. Her lips and my lips were parted, swollen with a desire to be kissed. We could feel each other's breath as I gently brought her mouth to mine.
The first kiss, like all wonderful first kisses was tentative, as our lips just barely touched. At that first contact we could feel the soft exhale of breath against each other. My fingers played in her hair as we connected again, this time feeling the true fullness of the other's lips. Again the breathy release, but this time there was no more hesitation; our mouths opened a bit more and with passion locked together. Oh God, it had been so long since I'd kissed another girl. It's simply the most sensual experience ever. Nothing feels like another girl's lips opening in unison with yours. Her tongue was the first to reach outward, into my mouth. I matched her passion and the frenzy of our tongues played in between our locked lips. Our lovemaking had begun at the most basic level and yet I could feel our intensity already at a boiling point as I let go of her face and pulled her body hard to me. My sex was inflamed beneath my nightie, my nipples felt like electricity conductors.
We held on tightly to each other, my hands playing around the small of her back.The longer we kissed the more engorged our lips and our tongues felt. blood rushing everywhere in our bodies from the passion.
I didn't want to rush anything, but after what seemed like forever holding eachother, kissing passionately, it was me that broke the kiss. It felt like slow motion as our lips pulled apart, my tongue sliding off of hers and out of her mouth. Our foreheads touched as we looked into eachothers eyes, perhaps one last affirmation that this was all okay...
I kissed her lips again softly and then moved on instantly over to her cheek, my hands now playing over her shoulders. I worked my way downward to the line of her neck to her shoulder. My tongue brushed across her skin with each kiss, leaving the little moist spots which I know feel so very good when the air touches their warmth. I'd wanted to make love to her gorgeous shoulder with my mouth all week; the perfect roundness of them now felt so good between my lips. I kissed her there open-mouthed as I would kiss her full lips and my tongue sought out her skin. Her shoulders glistened under my kisses and I brushed my nose back and forth across the wetness, loving the scent of my saliva on her body. Mandy's soft sighs filled my senses and the tightening in my body intensified as I imagined covering all of her with my wet kisses.
Mandy held me to her and moved backward toward the bed. When she backed into it she stopped and softly pulled my face upward to look at her. She kissed me again full, tongue once again inside my mouth. Our eyes stayed open, fixing on each other and they gave away our needs to one another. Looking into her eyes I knew there were no inhibitions tonight. She told me with her eyes that whatever I wanted I could have from her, and she also told me that she intended to take everything she desired from me. God, I felt my first orgasm building already.
While we kissed I found the bottom of her tank-top and pulled it upward. We broke contact and I stepped back slightly to watch her raise her arms over her head so I could remove it. Oh fuck, her underarms were so sexy, I wanted to bury my mouth in them. I lifted her shirt over her head, exposing her breasts. They were so full, and so young, so perfect. Her areola were slightly darker than mine, but her nipples were similar; they were so wonderfully erect. "Oh God Mandy, I've never seen anything more gorgeous."
She just smiled shyly, perhaps thinking I was just flattering her. I wasn't doing that at all, honestly. She was positively perfect. I said nothing, but instead I lifted my nightie up over my head, baring my naked body to her. It was time to give myself totally to her.
Mandy's lips parted as she stared at me and I could hear, feel and almost see her breath escape her mouth. Her eyes displayed a desperation that I knew were mirrors of my own feelings. My breathing came in short bursts and I could feel the tiny hairs on my arms standing. I felt the wetness leaking from my sex. I stepped into her, cradling her upper arms and lightly brushed my hard nipples against hers. I felt her body shake slightly along with mine. We stood there for a few moments enjoying the pleasures our breasts were bringing each other, all the while not taking our eyes from the other.
I moved my hand down to the curve of her waist just above the line of her panties. These were the last barrier to her nakedness; one more piece of clothing and she would be mine entirely. I stroked her thighs with my nails and lowered myself down to my knees making sure my breasts brushed her the whole way down. I was kneeling, my face just inches from her sex. My lips were parted, my breath...her breath...coming in short labored bursts of air. She was already so aroused because even before I touched the black material I could see that it was damp. I could also see the outline of her bush underneath, raising the material slightly; just like last evening, but this time I was so close, and this time I was going to have her.
I pressed my lips to the roundness of her belly just above the line of her panties, another fantasy finally fulfilled. I kissed her there over and over and her stomach quivered with each touch. Oh God, I could already smell the scent of her arousal. I kissed downward feeling the waistband of her panties under my lips and then finally the moist material and the feel of her mound underneath. My hand wandered to my own patch of brown hair, fingers playing through it while I pressed my face into Mandy's covered sex. I moaned into her, and she was moaning too. I was already drunk on her scent, delicious...so much stronger than it had been on her panties this morning. I licked her panties, forcing the material into her wetness, tasting her through it. Her body jerked and she grabbed hold of my shoulders to hold herself up.
I could wait no longer; I wrapped my fingers inside the band of the panties and slid them down her body to the floor. Her pussy was finally exposed. Her pubic hair was just as I'd imagined, a small well-trimmed triangle of light brown. My own lower regions spasmed at this sight. I brushed my lips and nose against it, feeling the softness and inhaling...there's never been anything better than the scent of female arousal.
Mandy reached down, taking me by the elbows, lifted me back to a standing position. She wrapped herself around me pressing the softness of our bodies together and we kissed deeply again. She ate at my mouth with a new kind of frenzy and her hands explored my lower back and the roundness of my butt. I mimicked her movements pulling her into me until our breasts and hips were nearly grinding together. Our tongues were making love to one another. Our saliva was thick with arousal and when our mouths pulled apart for an instant, strands of it connected our tongues. Mandy's hands cupped my ass cheeks and her fingers played in the crevice between. She pulled outward lightly with each hand, opening my most private region to the air....Oh God, she knew how good this felt, to be pulled open. I mirrored her, fingers opening her ass and she sighed heavily in my mouth.
Without breaking the kiss, Mandy turned me around so my back was against the bed and then she gently pushed me back to a laying position and climbed on top of me, lining her body on mine. I opened my legs and her pussy pushed against me. I pulled her down tight, pushing down on her ass to keep our groins tight together. We moaned into each other and I was actually lightheaded with lust and so close to the edge of orgasm. "Oh God, baby...I'm...so close," I panted as we kissed.
"NO!" She moaned, pulling away, "I want you to cum in my mouth..." Her eyes were begging.
She adjusted her position so she wasn't grinding and for an instant it was unbearably frustrating to be brought to the brink and then pulled back. She didn't allow the disappointment to linger as she was kissing her way down my neck, to my chest. Her tongue was wet and left trails of saliva along my breasts as she licked around my areola, brushing the sides of my nipples. They were harder than I ever thought possible.
She didn't linger though and she worked her trail of wetness down my torso to my lower stomach, which was rising and falling in rapid breaths. I loved coolness of her saliva on my skin; I just wanted my body to be painted with all of her wetness.
One of the most sensitive spots on anyone's body is the lower abdomen, just above the hairline. Oh fuck...she found that and kissed and licked and moaned into my skin causing the most intense vibrations in my whole pubic region. I opened my legs wider and she lowered her mouth and I felt the first hint of her wet, hot tongue sliding into my cunt. I screamed out and had to remember that I had a family sleeping upstairs. My fingers played in her hair as she went down on me. "Oh damn Crista...you taste so good." Her words were barely audible.
She licked and sucked on my labia and I could almost feel the blood engorging it. Two of her fingers tickled at the sensitve area just below my pussy and then she simultaneously inserted them inside me while her lips wrapped around my clitoris. My hips bucked into her face and her fingers curled upward, knowing just where to find the roughness of my g-spot. I was writhing under her mouth and fingers, making low noises, that didn't even sound human. She was making the same noises against my clit only adding to the sensations. I grabbed her head and pushed her mouth hard to my cunt, causing her to cry out, maybe in pain, but I didn't even care; My entire pussy seemed to explode against her and I could feel a flood of wetness pour from within. "Fuck Mandy! I'm cumming!" My body shook as the heat surrounded me in a cocoon. Her face stayed pressed against my wide open sex. The waves of orgasm rocked me one after the other, going on longer than I thought possible. Even after I stopped cumming, I didn't stop shaking. I felt tears welling in my eyes; they weren't tears of guilt or shame or sadness or even happiness....I think I came so completely that every part of me was spasming, even the tear ducts.
When the shaking stopped I lifted her up to me. Mandy's mouth and chin had a glaze of my wetness on her; I pulled her to my face and kissed and licked my cum from her. I loved my taste and know that she did too. I couldn't wait for her wetness to be all over me, I couldn't wait for her to tongue it off of my face. I had cum so completely, but I was in no way sated....I wanted so much more.
I rolled over placing myself on top of her. I raised myself off her body. "Roll over baby," I pleaded.
She let out a long "mmmmmmmm", perhaps all she had in her, and she did what she was told. On her stomach now, with that voluptious ass in line with my pussy, I ran my hands softly down the length of her body from her upper back down to her smooth as silk thighs. I eased her right leg upward by bending her knee. In the candle light I saw her most private areas opened to me. I straddled the line of her body, in the same position with my right leg curled up on hers, my breasts pressed to her back, my groin pressed between her cheeks. This was just a nice feeling when you were the same size with the other person. I moved her hair aside and kissed inside her neck, whispering sweet things into her ear as my sex found her anus. She moaned into the pillow and ground herself into the soft sheets underneath. I know the intensity she was feeling; the sensations of soft pubic hair, wet pussy and a hard clit pressing against your ass will drive you to the brink of insanity. I fucked Mandy's ass with my cunt and we cried out together, over and over again. Her sounds told me she was so close and I slid downward, tongue trailing wetness down her spine.....and down into the crevice between her cheeks. Oh sweet Jesus, her asshole was pulsing in the candlelight and it glistened from the wetness that had escaped her pussy. My tongue slid down across her hole and my finger pressed into her pussy. She pushed upward against my tongue, crying out. She was opened to me and my tongue pressed inside of her. I could feel the muscle of her ass pushing against my tongue, but I forced against it and my finger fucked her with a fury.
"OH GOD....LICK MY ASS...I'M CUMMING," She whisper-screamed out to me. At that moment I felt her asshole clenching around my tongue and I felt the spasms inside her cunt. The wetness rushed out of her and covered my hand. I pressed my mouth against her pussy so I could taste the heady nectar pouring from her. After a few moments her breathing settled once again into a relaxed rhythm and I moved my face away from her now over-sensitive pussy.
She lifted her head slightly, looking back at me with that beautiful face and those loving eyes that come after orgasm. "Oh Crista, I love you....Thank you."
I crawled up beside her and she turned on her side, so I could fit in next to her in a spooning position. With my breasts once again to her back, my groin once again to her ass, my face tickled by her soft hair, I kissed her neck and whispered into her ear. "I love you too Mandy.....You're absolutely perfect."
With a few hours left before Jon would wake for work, we would not waste a single second...
The End.
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