This is dedicated to a friend, Las V. She understands who is who, and the intensities and intricasies involved. I hope you enjoy.
By the time I had gotten home, she had already taken over the prime area for sunning. She was laying out near the Jacuzzi in that wonderful bikini that so closely matched the color of her beautiful emerald eyes.
"Thanks for waiting for me." I called with more than a tinge of sarcasm.
"Well, it may be daylight savings time, but the sun doesn't stay up all night long you know." she called back.
"I'll join you as soon as I get changed".
She grunted a response and I quickly slipped into my favorite sunning outfit; a bikini bottom that was almost non existent and matching top which augmented my already burgeoning bustline quite nicely.
I strolled casually out onto the deck with it's beautiful view of our pond, complete with fake waterfall and the garden area we had both cultivated until it was filled with color and life. It was a lovely afternoon just begging to be used to advantage.
"You look like you are going to fry here. You want me to put some oil on you?"
Without missing a beat she replied, "Lube and oil please."
I positioned myself at her head, my knees resting on either side and my feet splayed out to the sides. The sun was shining at an angle which bathed her body as well as mine in this arrangement. I squeezed a pool of oil into my palm and began by rubbing her shoulders. Her skin was hot from the baking of the sun, and it felt marvelous under my hands as I worked in the oil.
I massaged each arm oiling and teasing down to her hands and fingertips, lightly running a nail across each palm. As I finished each one, I would place her hand so that it rested on my thigh. She neither moved, nor removed.
Next, I began to oil her back and asked, "Tan lines or no tan lines?" "You know how I hate those things." and I untied the back and neck of her top so I could coat her lovely skin evenly. I probably took an overly long time; it was for tanning, after all, not massaging. She didn't seem to mind, her breathing was even and she appeared quite at ease. My fingers worked in the lubricant in a most suggestive manner as I reached the top of her bikini bottoms and those marvelous dimples in her back. Fingers slipped under the panty line just a bit as my courage grew. After a few moments of teasing myself with her body I said, "My back needs some sun. How about I do your legs now?" "Mmfftt" was all the response I got. I laughed, "Legs it is!"
Moving around so that I was kneeling between the most perfectly shaped legs I had ever seen, I began with her toes applying the oil generously. "Running low here. Do we have more?" "In the bathroom cabinet." she replied. Getting up to go get the new bottle I was struck by a thoroughly delicious and evil thought. I slipped out of my sunning outfit and strolled on the deck. The feeling was incredible! Nothing but me and nature. If you haven't tried it you really should ... just once.
I resumed my position between her legs and again smoothed her feet and legs with oil. As I made my way up her thighs, I thought I detected a slight movement. Did she open her legs just a bit? Or was my desire for her sending my imagination into overdrive. As I got closer to her bottoms, I asked again, "No tan lines?" "Mfffmm".
I untied and moved her panties from her lovely shaped buttocks and pulled the fabric between her legs as she lifted enough to allow them to slip through. I massaged the oil in gently, trying to appear very nonchalant. This was getting rather difficult to do as I had become quite aroused by this time. After finishing her back and legs I asked, "How about the front? Flip over?"
Without a word, she turned with no apparent effort at all. Before I realized it she was laying on her back, legs on either side of me, arms above her head in a completely relaxed position. The only signs of any arousal at all were her beautifully erect nipples and ... was that a glistening sliver I saw? Her eyes burned through my very soul. No smile, no expression at all. Just those incredible eyes seeing and knowing. I took the oil and applied it to her lower legs and feet, slowly working my way up her thighs. This seemed like it took ages. But then in a twinkling I was oiling her mound, her lower abdomen, higher and higher still. She really took care of herself. Even after childbirth she had a marvelous figure. I was captivated by it. Continuing to spread the slippery fluid, I ran my hands over her breasts and between them and around her neck. She never ceased looking into my eyes and never changed her expression.
When I had finished, I sat up and began working on my own body. This time I was holding her gaze and matching it in intensity. Our eyes were locked and they were communicating secretly, passionately, silently as I drizzled the shimmering fluid across my ample breasts and done my belly. The desire we felt for each other was growing as I moved my hands across my body in a manner that could not be mistaken for anything but a dance of arousal, an invitation to partake of that which she so desperately desired. I leaned toward her and lowered my body to meet hers. My breasts felt hers, our nipples melted together as our bodies became one. Our legs intertwined binding us together. Our lips touched softly as if the others' were glass. Tongues slowly and uncertainly seeking; then finding, touching, tasting, learning, and giving as well as taking pleasure. All the while eyes piercing souls.
I had always heard of tribidism, but never experienced it; until now. As our clitoris' touched, a flash tore through my body from the core out to the extremities and back again. The power was magnificent. The pleasure immense. The anticipation beyond description. As we continued to rub together, we felt in the increase of mutual stimulation our building climax'. When they came, our bodies clenched so tightly I felt we could easily have broken bones. Our fluids burst from us, covering our legs and bellies. The scent of us on each other was intoxicating. We wanted more. We needed more.
I turned round finding her sex with my mouth. Buried between her thighs I was totally immersed in our mingled scents. I pulled her on top of me and clenched her to me. Reaching around her cheeks, my fingers found her canal and reached in finding her perfection. My fingers gave her complete attention within as my lips and tongue sucked and played with her engorged lips and clitoris. As she reached once more that point so sought by us all, I was bathed in her honey as it flowed onto my face and into my mouth. Such nectar is reserved only for those who surrender themselves in complete love and total trust. This we have, and have always had.
We are always one.
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