I was laying here alone thinking about a good friend, Richard, and some time we spent together before he went back to his wife. We were all at a party together. My boyfriend was off partying and Richard and I were outside smoking a joint and having a drink. We were sitting on this secluded little bench in the gardens, with a beautiful waterfall that created a secluded hid-a-way, just enjoying a beautiful day.
I went to stand up and got a cramp in my thigh. I had swam a long 4 miles earlier in the day and both legs had been cramping a bit, but this one just twisted up the large muscle of my thigh. I cried out in pain and dropped back onto the bench and grabbed my thigh to try to work it out.
Richard, concerned, asked what was wrong and almost in tears I told him that my leg was cramping. He pushed my hands out of the way and with both of his, started to work on the knot. He was able to get his fingers deep into the muscle and I felt it begin to release. I leaned back into the bench, took deep breaths and tried to relax as he continued to work on it. I looked down and noticed that my nipples had become solid like two bullets and were sticking out of the material in my light knit blouse. He worked higher up my thigh and I wasn't thinking about anything except how much it had hurt and now how good it felt to feel that muscle begin to unknot.
It wasn't until he came right up to my pussy that I remembered that I wasn't wearing underwear. I think my subconscience was thinkoing about being touched and that was what sent my nipples afire.
He worked on that rope of tendon and muscle right there where the leg meets the hip. Then he worked back down my thigh. My leg was still threatening to cramp up again and he continued to work on it. He had already seen everything and I couldn't for the life of me think of a way to make light of what he had just seen. The last time, he was supposed to be passed out, but now... we were both wide awake.
I was sprawled back against the bench and my eyes closed. My skirt was up around my waist. He told me he couldn't believe how tight my muscles were... he asked what had I been doing to cramp up like this.
I told him that I had decided to take a long swim earlier and it was just longer than I normally do. It was then that I caught him staring at my swollen nipples with a very aroused grin on his face.
He moved back up my thigh again until his fingers were brushing my pussy again. I could feel myself opening and closing as he worked the tendon there. I opened my eyes and looked down. I was right everything was right there in the sunlight.
He looked up at me and asked how it felt. My face was flushed and I told him that it was feeling better but that I was sorry. I had forgotten in the moment that I wasn't wearing underwear.
He laughed and asked if I really thought he minded. He said that I looked great. I punched him lightly and said he wasn't supposed to be looking at me like that anyway.
He just laughed and continued to knead the muscles in my leg. He worked back up again to my pussy and this time his fingers found their way to it. I looked at him and he looked at me as he began to massage my clitoral hood. I have a fairly large clitoris.
I looked at him and told him that we shouldn't probably be doing this, but he just continued to gently rub it with a sexy smile. I remember him saying that it would help me to relax, besides he was only rubbing a cramp out of my thigh. I sighed as he pinched my clit gently between his finger and began to stroke the clitoral shaft. I sucked in a deep breath. This was crazy right out in the open like this, but I couldn't stop it. As I began to tease my own nipples I watched as he massaged my pussy, the lips opening and closing, the soft tender flesh moving as he worked the skin and muscles with both hands. I could smell my own musky scent spreading with my juices down his fingers. The stroking of my clit was going to put me over the edge. Every time he would pull the hood back revealing the pinkish pearl of the clit itself, he'd lightly sweep a finger across it.
I could feel it coming, I looked at Richard, he was looking at me, he could sense my state.
"Just let it come" he soothed, "you look so beautiful just now".
My breath was catching as he continued to slowly masturbate my long clit. He slipped his thumb into me and squeezed my clit from inside and outside and that did it. I looked at him with wide open eyes. He looked down and I followed his gaze and watched my pussy spasm as my orgasm claimed me. He opened me up and we watched the soft pink tunnel open and then softly clamp shut again as the waves washed over me. He released my clit as soon as I came, but continued to gently massage my pussy lips.
When it was over, he rubbed my thigh for a little longer and thanked me. I just weakly smiled at him as I smoothed my skirt back in place. I think probably I should've been the one doing the thanking, I got a great leg massage and an orgasm.
That was it... and now I think it was one of the more sensual things that has ever happened to me.
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