It was meant to be something of a lonely weekend in my friend's house at the beach. I needed to pull myself together. The room was in total darkness. I was standing by the window, sipping cognac and watching the evening sky. I just like to do it slowly, holding the glass for long and warming it up. Sun has just set down. And there they were, those two young women, maybe in their early thirties. Kneeling on the blanket in the sand, hidden behind their car (but not from me), the curvy one, I could see her nipples growing harder, the curvy one was undressing the curly brunette, loosening her blouse, kissing the growing cleavage... Than the bra... I took the sip, too much at once.
Than the skirt went down, than panty hose and thongs... The curly one was shaved, and the curvy went for her. The curly arched her back while the curvy held onto the brunette's cheeks pulling her pussy against her face. I... I was shaking, just like that, just like a teenager! One large sip and all the cognac was gone. The little one was shaking too.
And then the curvy straddled the curly's face, moaning. I couldn't hear the moans, ruffled by the sound of the crashing waves, but I've seen her face. I knew that expression too well, she was lost for all the world. The brunette one was doing something great! Her face was fully submerged, and curvy began grinding down against the curvy's face. At the time, my dress was lifted up my hips, my hand stroking my puss over the panties. The curvy was bucking, riding until she couldn't ride any more. Then she collapsed next to the curly brunette. Embraced, they were looking up, at the first stars, probably thinking that the stars were their only witness. They were wrong.
When the night finally hid them, I went for a shower, thinking of their waves... The time stopped. Enjoying the water massage over my breasts, stroking nipples and pinching them at the same time until they become hard. Imagined them, the way the curly's head moved in synchrony with the rocking movements of the curvy's hips, while my hand's slipping down my body, fallowed by the showerhead, reaching for my soaking bush, my fingers disappearing in it. Spreading my puss lips and pointing the shower into my pussy. What a feeling!
I was just standing and shaking like before. Felt like lying down, but standing position gave me more pleasure. I held the sprinkler head on it and stroke it with another hand. Carefully, tenderly, I probed it with one finger, caressing the walls inside, twisting the finger, taking it out. My puss was open and asking for more. Entered two more, continued to play. My index finger and thumb were free to caress my clit, while shower exaggerated the effect. I closed my eyes, licked my lips.
Sprinkler head back on my tits. Pity my other hand is not free to caress my tits. Moaning quietly, pushing my knees together, shaking my hips, goose bumps all over me. I made the ceramic tiles on the wall wet and warm and pressed my back against it. Raised my leg on the edge of the bathtub, letting my fingers loose. Lowered the sprinkler underneath my puss, pointing it against my holes and the area in between. Licking my shoulder. Three fingers inside my puss were like part of it, circling, in and out. I was dieing out! Then, I've done something special.
Took all the fingers out and licked them clean, first one by one, then all together, tasting myself - I was so wet and horny!
And then it was, I probed my back passage with my little finger and my puss with my middle and ring fingers! Moving them in slow pace. Tried to move them separately, but that didn't worked, or it was me who didn't know how. But I managed to hold my puss fingers still and to move the one in my ass! And that I did alternatively and cum that way. And the time started. The world was young once again.
Should I tell you where the juices ended up? If you wanna know, write to vumbura@yahoo.com