Her pretty face was calm, eyes closed. She was sprawled out, naked, basking in the sun on a lawn chair. Her silky, long, dark hair splayed out across the chair, her double D tits out in the open, her nipples erect and perky begging to be touched. Mmm, the fondling and licking and sucking I imagined doing to her breasts.
I let my gaze travel down her body past her flat, lean stomach down and down further. She lay with her toned, lean legs spread, her shaved mound also taking in the bright rays of the sun. I lowered my gaze, focusing between her legs. Her pussy was pink and so inviting; I had to restrain myself from walking right up to her and touching her beautiful body.
I didn’t know if she knew I was home or not. I walked up and lay on the lawn chair next to hers, bikini over my own breasts and covering my pussy, which I could begin to feel pooling a wet arousal for her body. “Tanning nude?” I daringly asked, not sure if she would be comfortable if she knew I was seeing her naked.
Her eyes fluttered open and a lazy smile spread across her plump lips. The things I’d love to see those juicy lips do. Ugh, again with the dirty thoughts. If I wasn’t careful, she’d probably easily be able to see my arousal and we were nowhere on that level.
Her lazy smile turned into a cheeky smile, “Why not? I have nothing to hide.” For emphasis, she arched her back, pushing her breasts out more, giving me a better view and spread her legs even wider.
I arched an eyebrow. “I mean, you are right, you do have a great body. But someone could be seriously perving on you and just thinking dirty things about you.”
She shrugged, “That’s what the high fence around this pool is for.”
Maybe I was being completely overcome by my lust, but I was suddenly feeling bold and I just knew I wanted her so bad and I had to have her. I stood up rather quickly, before I could even think to stop myself, and sat at the edge of her seat, facing her. “I promise you, someone does want to do dirty things to you.” In a swift action, I gently placed one hand around her breast closest to me and kneaded her nipple gently, while my other hand slipped in between her legs and rubbed her clit.
She gasped, a mix of utter surprise and also a mixed-in moan at the combination of me pleasuring her nipple and her clit. “W-what are you doing?”
I had already done it, so I decided to be candid. “I think you are so gorgeous. A girl as beautiful as you deserves to be pleasured. Just tell me if you’re uncomfortable or you want to stop, and I’ll stop but I just know I can make you orgasm.” I continued kneading her breast, her nipple even harder and more erect than before. I slipped my other fingers down lower in between her pink folds and could feel her wetness – almost so wet I swear I could lap up her aromatic pussy juices if I wanted.