For mature audiences only.
The fourth chapter in this series...
The weeks after Michele told us about getting pregnant by her brother Jason, everything seemed to go wrong. Living in a fairly small community, news gets around fast and Shauna's pregnancy was the talk of the town, although the father was left out of the story. Besides a select few people, the incest was kept secret. Since the news was out about Shauna, my life seemed to get worse by the day. I was having a horrible time at softball. My parents were on my case about everything and anything and even Brit was acting totally different to me. We didn't have any intimacy between us. A simple kiss felt like a chore to her. Just about every time I went looking for her, she was 'over Shauna's house.' I found a friend in Michele more than anyone else. Although, I think she was more interested in me than just being friends. She seemed to know when Brit was with Shauna and made sure that I knew it as well. I think it was Michele's way of trying to have me dump Brit for her. Michele was attractive in her own way, but Brit and I shared something more... something special that Michele could never give me.
One day late in the spring I was having the worse day of my life. I got into a fight with my mom over something stupid. The Florida rain was especially harsh and I wasn't dressed for it and my coach chewed me a new one saying I wasn't into playing anymore. I was very upset. I needed Brit... and bad. I needed her comfort and understanding. Since I didn't see Brit all day, I went looking for her. Conveniently, I found Michele and begged her to tell me where Brit was. Seeing me in my troubled state, she told me that she went home... but.. but... she never got to finish her explanation as I flew over to Brit's house. Maybe I should have listened... Since I had my own key to Brit's house I let myself in and went running to her room only to be slammed into the wall as I opened her door.
Right before my eyes was Shauna's brother Jason's naked ass pumping between Brit's legs. Jason was fucking MY Brit! I went numb. I stared at the grotesque sight before me. I couldn't believe my lover, my soul mate; my life was being fucked by the seed that got his sister pregnant. I could barely hear Brit's screams underneath Jason as he was aggressively fucking my girlfriend...his cock was fucking Brit furiously. I couldn't take it! I couldn't watch his cock slide into MY lover... It was too much. In a seriously dizzy mode, I turned to leave the house and I fell into the doorway making a loud noise that caught the attention of Jason and Brit. Brit's eyes met mine. In a sense of guilt and fear, her eyes told me the story. I got up and flew out of the house to her screams of my name. I was so dizzy that I fell twice out in the yard and driveway. I saw Jason come running out of the house heading the other direction. I ran all the way home. I couldn't make sense of life at all. I was totally lost. My world came crashing down on me.
I sat in my room and avoided Brit's calls. I wanted to just run away. I needed to get away... and finally decided what I was going to do. I packed my backpack and left the house. I did have an idea of where I was going, but how I was going to get there was another thing... I didn't care.
I was down by the local store as Michele was just walking out. She called to me. I ignored her and walked away. I was so mad at her that I didn't want to look at her for fear that I might do something. Catching up to me she tried talking to me. She apologized for the fact that she knew Brit was with Jason. In almost a 'I told you so' attitude, she went to tell me that this was the second time that they two of them had sex.
'Twice?!?!' I muttered to myself in a really bad state of mind.
Michele wanted to comfort me far more than I wanted her. She suggested coming to her house for a while. That was it... I couldn't stand it, I turned and punched her right in the face. The anger and fury let loose as I connected with another punch and then a third all to her face. Shocked, Michele started to fight back, but I was erupting like a volcano and I spewed punch after punch connecting almost every time. When I finally knocked on the ground, I stopped realizing that I was just in a fight. I told her that I was leaving for California and to leave me alone. I ran from her heading to the bus depot. Since I had saved up plenty of money, I could bus it over to California... might take a while, but I would get there.
The bus ride was long, but I didn't care. I only had to switch buses twice. It gave me a lot of time to think. On the final leg of the trip I felt an itching growing between my legs. It was a feeling that I hadn't felt in a while. I was still mad at the world, but I had urges that needed fulfilling. Since the bus wasn't full and it was nighttime, I decided to let my hand wander to the folds between my legs. As my fingers slipped under the cotton panties I was wearing I felt the extreme wetness. I closed my eyes and thought back to the love making sessions Brit and I shared. Arching my back to allow more access to my wet box, I pulled my panties aside for dual hand action. I kept thinking of how good it felt to have my pussy eaten. Even though I was pissed at her, Brit eating my pussy was the best! She knew how to lick my clit and tease me over and over. Rubbing my clit, the heat was getting to me. Even though I was trying to be quiet on the bus I could feel myself moaning louder than I should, but I couldn't help it. My thoughts were too deep to match my fingers and I let go. The flood of my orgasm was intense and shattering. I was panting hard as my eyes opened and try to focus. The woman in the next row knew what I was doing as our eyes met. She smiled at me with a non-verbal acceptance of my actions. In a way, I was comforted by her smile. I made it to the thing they call a toilet in the back to clean up. From the looks of it, the woman was the only one who knew I was busy with my fingers. I did the best to clean myself up and made it back to my seat. Just before sitting the woman introduced herself and innocently commented on my playing.
"I guess you love Brit very much." She stated matter-of-factly.
Hesitant and not really sure what to say, it just came out. "Yea..."
She patted the seat next to her and I sat down. We made conversation and she made me feel right at home. There was something about her that... gave me a sense of comfort. She told me that she was on this bus many times and she usually played with herself almost all the way. She could really get off some nights.
She told me about herself being a saleswoman for a cheap company just outside San Francisco. She was thirty years old and lived in a small place outside the city. I told her about myself and my relationship with Brit. I didn't mention my age at all. Since I was underage, but looked old enough, I didn't want to open something that might get me into serious trouble. I told her how I hated the world and everything that happened... even Jason fucking Brit in front of my eyes. She was so compassionate and very understanding. It was amazing how good she made me feel. She even had me feeling horny again. We chatted into the morning as we pulled into San Francisco. It was amazing how the time passed. Getting off the bus I suddenly realized that I honestly didn't have anyplace to go. I briefly thought about it when I decided to run away, but I figured that I would just work it out when I got there. Sensing my hesitation and fear of the big city, Kerri made idle chatter as we left the bus station and she invited me to breakfast. Since she knew my story and why I was there, she offered her apartment for me to stay until I got situated. I really didn't have much choice and gladly accepted her offer. Over breakfast she explained the apartment and her lifestyle. Basically she traveled quite a bit for her lingerie company and had little time at the apartment. I asked her about her company, in which, she told me that she sells very seductive panties, bras and naughty attire. Thinking about what she said had me thinking about her. Kerri was a fairly short woman, about 5'1"tall with a semi-athletic body. Her hair was shoulder-length, soft blonde with a tantalizing curl in it. Her breasts looked small but very perky. I could make out her nipples in the nice shirt she was wearing.
Breaking me out of my revelry of undressing her, she got up and we headed to her apartment. We got to her place and it was very nice, a one-bedroom flat with a huge living room with a large sofa that I could sleep on. There were several sexy items all over the place in a 'show-n-tell' arrangement.
I smiled at Kerri and she glowed, making no efforts to hide the erotic clothing all around. If I wasn't so tired, I might have asked her about them. Exhaustion took over and we both went to bed.
The first few days were quiet. She was busy a lot, giving me the place to myself. Times when she had off time, we had fun just like sisters. She treated me like a mature young lady and respected my privacy. A few times I wanted to ask her about the erotic clothes from her work, but I felt that I might take it further than either of us wanted to go.
When I was on my own, I was out and about wandering the wharf and the Golden Gate Bridge. I kept going to the bridge because it was the place Brit and I wanted to share together. It was our fantasy place together.
One morning that Kerri was actually home, we had breakfast before she was going to work. Finishing she went into her bedroom to get ready for work. I was on the sofa chilling out. She called out to me to give her a hand with a knot she had in her hair. I walked into her bedroom to a very naked Kerri standing there with a hairbrush caught in her hair. I tried to be nonchalant about it but she was absolutely beautiful! Her small breasts seemed to beckon any onlooker. Her 5'1" frame was an artist dream. Her pussy had the prettiest tuft of pubic hair just above a tightly closed set of lips. I was in awe, not to mention that I was extremely horny. I played with myself regularly and I could hear Kerri doing the same every so often, which heightened my playing. But this was the first time I saw her totally naked. I could see that she was turned on by her very piercing petite nipples smiling at me. Through my t-shirt, I was showing my stimulation as well. I took care of her hair and she smiled. I think we both wanted something more, but she didn't want to force me into anything. I hesitated and it sent her to finish dressing.
'Damn' I thought to myself.
I knew she was headed out of town for a day or so, belaying the potential of 'something' happening. I decided to give her something to think about before she left. I peeled off my clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a shower knowing that Kerri would clearly see my athletic form. Her mouth stood agape as I took my time entering the shower. There was no doubt that the sexual atmosphere between us could lead to something, and soon. Unfortunately, we had to wait a day or so as Kerri yelled to me in the shower that she was leaving. I told her that we would have to share a bottle of wine and MORE when she returned. Laughing she suggested that we try on some of the stuff she had from work. I was so excited that I nearly jumped out of the shower into her arms when she offered. Sticking my head out, exposing more than my head, I told her that it was a date. She smiled and said that she would pick up extra special stuff for us to model. Grinning ear to ear, she made her way out the door.
Well, I decided that since I was in the shower and horny as hell, I might as well play with myself. I was already very sensitive and I could feel the heat between my legs. My fingers found their way into my folds for immediate intense gratification. I moaned openly as I waltzed my middle finger over my clit. The cascading rain enhanced the pleasure over my breasts and brought out more yearning in me. My thoughts evaporated from Kerri and went right to Brit. I pictured showers with her and how she would gently finger my pussy as we played in the warm water. My moaning got louder and my fingers were moving faster. The build up of orgasmic paradise was taking over and I was letting myself go.
"Aaaaaaaaaaarrrggggggg..." I let out. "Oooohhhhh, yes BRIT!!!"
This orgasm didn't subside right away. It took its time as it held onto my body through the rain of the shower into cool water. My whole body was extremely sensitive. Finally shutting off the water and drying myself off, I headed to get dressed. My skin was still tingling from the exquisite sensations in the shower. I was mad at myself at getting off on thoughts of Brit, but I could still feel my orgasm tingling my body. Flustered, my thoughts turned to Kerri and what she could teach me. I made my way around town, not really having a destination. Of course I was going to the 'bridge' like almost every day, so it wasn't a big surprise when I found myself sitting on a park bench overlooking the symbol of San Francisco. Since I was so sexually charged, I wore a loose fitting top and shorts that aloud me access to my sex. It was a cool afternoon, yet the sun's rays baked a nice feeling into my body. There were a few people milling around, but I knew a nice little spot under a tree where I could play with myself in private. I had found it a few days before and left a few nice little 'puddles' at the base of the tree. I wasn't ready to go there yet...I wanted to tease myself a little. Thoughts of Brit inundated my head, like usual. I wanted her to be with me and view the sights before me. I wanted her to enjoy my company. I wanted HER! I was pissed that she did that to me... ME... her lover! How could she fuck Jason over me? And twice? I came to this park to relax, not get mad... but how could I not? Talk about being totally confused. Well, my pussy wasn't confused...it knew what it wanted and freely lubricated itself. It wasn't long before I was really worked up enough to go find my pleasure tree to enjoy my thoughts. I started to get up but stopped as I looked over to the path facing the bridge. I know I was really having extraordinary thoughts for Brit, but I thought I saw her walking towards me. I shrugged it off as my mind playing fantasy games with me. I turned to walk down the path. Something called to me. I stopped, turned and looked again. Still off in the distance, the figure that had looked like Brit was now walking the same path I was and was coming closer to me.
"That walk..." I muttered as I watched for another second.
With droplets of juice leaking down my leg, I decided that it couldn't be Brit since we were so far from home. I headed down the path a little further to hear,
"Chelsea!!!"
I had to stop... That was my name and I could swear that it was Brit calling me. I turned to see the figure now in a run coming towards me. The afternoon sun was angled to make it difficult to see the face of the figure coming up to me. I was confused with it being thoughts of Brit running up to me and yet, we were so far from home. It wasn't until she was 20 feet from me that I realized it WAS Brit in a full run coming to me.
I was furious! I was pissed... I was confused! I wasn't ready for Brit. I was still very mad and disappointed in her.
Fear won out and my anger had me run from her. I turned and headed as fast as I could away from her down to a hidden path. Never looking back to her cries of my name, I just ran. I didn't stop until was a block from Kerri's apartment. Panting from the long run, I looked back to find no sign of Brit. Happy, I think, I made it to the apartment, locked the door and found a corner of the room and crawled up and cried.
I must have fallen asleep in the corner as I awoke to the moon shining into the window. Still a little groggy, I peeled off my clothes and went looking for something to wear. I looked half-heartedly and decided to stay naked. I looked in the mirror in Kerri's bedroom and found my hands wondering over my body. My nipples were standing on end. I was finding solace in touching my body. For some reason, my body was electrified and I couldn't explain it. I jumped when the phone rang. It was Kerri checking in to see how I was doing. It was amazing how she knew I was in distress. I proceeded to tell her about Brit showing up in the park and I cried myself silly. With the understanding of a mother, the sensitivity of a sister and the passion of a lover, she took everything in and made me feel like gold. By the end of the conversation I was naked on her bed with my fingers massaging my clit vigorously. My raspy voice told her that I was playing and she told me that she was doing the same. We both had intense orgasms shared on the phone and I was feeling a thousand times better. We made plans to share breakfast at the outdoor café in the morning since she would be home.
I went and took a shower and enjoyed the feeling as the anger, frustration and disappointment seem to wash down the drain. I went to bed naked in Kerri's ultra huge bed. Of course, I was going to finger myself to sleep...which didn't take long as the exhaustion of the day pushed me into a peaceful slumber.
I met Kerri at the café and we embraced. We ate and talked and talked and talked. Well, I did most of the talking and she listened. As we finished breakfast Kerri looked up and did a double take.
"UM....Chelsea..." She stuttered pointing behind me to the park across the way.
I turned looking. In my amazement, there was a huge hot air balloon coasting softly over the park facing the ocean. It was incredibly beautiful. The picturesque scene was mesmerizing. Then I saw the banner hanging on the basket under the balloon.
'Chelsea, I am sorry!'
"Brit" was all I said.
Holding my shoulders and softly making me feel comfortable, Kerri leaned into me and said that it was a very nice gesture.
Confusion flooded me again... This time it had a tinge of guilt mixed in. It was something special, but I was still so mad at Brit...at least, I thought I was. I was still...well...confused.
After staring for about fifteen minutes, we walked back to the apartment. Kerri talked like a big sister and made me feel good about myself. I told her how Brit's family was extremely wealthy and her dad was a predominate member in the sport's world. So, the balloon thing was not out of her reach, but it was the first time she ever did something this big. No matter what I was thinking and getting mad, Kerri turned it right around and made it into a positive. Somehow, I think Kerri wanted me to find love back in Brit's arms.
We got back to the apartment and Kerri took a nap while I pondered my confused state. As mad as I was when I came to San Francisco, I was finding it hard to get mad anymore. And I owed that to Kerri. There was just something she did to me that made me feel great about myself. I fell asleep on the sofa.
Later in the day we went shopping and had fun. My mind went back to the thoughts of the balloon and Brit's apology. We found ourselves back at the apartment just after an early dinner. For some reason, Kerri seemed very... frisky. Well, more like very horny and I was picking up on it. We were barely in the door when Kerri suggested we model some of the naughty outfits from her company. And she did emphasize 'Naughty'. I agreed excitedly. I was horny too and I guess I needed some 'relief'.
As if completely natural, we both got undressed and walked around nonchalantly. Kerri gathered a few items for each of us to try while I turned on the baseball game. The Giants were at home playing the Marlins. Kerri gave me a very sheer pair of lace thong panties and a bra with no cups. She was already wearing a red one-piece string outfit that looked like dental floss that went from her breasts, down into her pussy and around the inside crack of her ass. I was stunned at her beauty in the outfit. I got mine on and I felt extremely sexy. It was so hot and I was definitely leaking fluids from below. I was getting so aroused that I wanted Kerri...in the back of my head I wanted Brit to see the outfit. Kerri was dancing around playing with her breasts sensually. I decided to make the move and I went to embrace Kerri sensually. Our bodies meshed together and I felt the moan escape from her. I was about to kiss her when I turned to the TV to see Brit in the Giant's dugout. I whipped Kerri around to show her. She stood in absolute amazement as Brit was holding a sign saying 'Please talk to me Chelsea!' right next to Barry Bonds.
I burst into tears. It was everything within me melting away. My Brit had found a way to really effect me and she hit it on the nail. San Fran...the bridge, the balloon and now my ultimate favorite team and she was in the dugout.
I stood crying in Kerri's arms. She kissed me very passionately and told me not to move. A few minutes later she returned and dressed me in shorts and a t-shirt over the outfit I was wearing. She did the same and we were running out the door to meet a friend of hers that was taking us to the ballpark. The long ride to the ballpark, I was silent gathering my thoughts. We arrived at the park and Kerri got us into the stadium somehow... This woman had connections as I found myself in the offices of the stadium.
She sat me in a chair in the huge office and told me to wait. Thoughts were flooding my mind and I wasn't sure I could handle them all. Confusing!!! I had lost track of time as I sat waiting for... Brit. When the door swung open, the first and foremost thought to hit me was love. Nothing was said for sometime as we stared at each other. Brit was afraid of me... very afraid. Even though I had the anger and frustration inside, they were staying put for now. Closing the door, Kerri left us alone. I wanted to hug her so bad, but I was not making the first move. I wanted her to breakdown first. Like she had done in the past, she read my eyes and walked over to give me a hug. I didn't want to participate but I couldn't hold out, I really cared too much. I brought my arms around her. She was shaking so bad and crying profusely. I had never, ever seen Brit in this state. It was actually scaring me. She was shaking so bad that she couldn't hold on to me. I started to think she was having a nervous breakdown. I had to get her to sit down... Bringing her to a sofa in the office we sat. I was distant to her, but I was just being reserved. Before I could get a word out edgewise, Brit filled me in on the horrible sight that forced me to run. She went on for twenty minutes without a breath practically, to explain the whole story of what happened with her and Jason. She told me everything from the first horrible time to the time I walked in and caught her getting fucked. She was so afraid of her true feelings for me that she confided in Shauna to help her understand. Simply put, Shauna used her badly!
I didn't know what to think. I wanted her so bad, but... I felt that I was cheated. Yet, she was breaking down badly in front of me. My eyes swelled up...
With my wall of insecurity starting to crumble, Brit dried her eyes, put herself together and looked me straight in the eye.
"Chelsea, I love you!"
The words were truly meant. I just couldn't hold my hesitation anymore. I just couldn't. I melted back into her and savored her touch. We stayed that way for at least an hour, maybe more as the warmth of Brit's love melted the ice within me. A very slight sense of doubt was in the very back of my mind, but it stayed there as I found that my true heart feelings for Brit were now escaping.
Eventually we went to find Kerri who was talking to a man in the hall. As if nothing ever happened, Kerri took us home. It was incredibly powerful just having Kerri there. Her simple presence kept telling me that Brit deserved a second chance. Just as we were nearing Kerri's apartment, I realized that Kerri and I still had the naughty clothes on underneath. My pussy immediately turned on the faucet. I looked over at Kerri and she read my mind with such a wicked smile. A still scared Brit sat between us and barely moved for fear that I would run off again.
We entered Kerri's apartment and she pulled me into her bedroom and left Brit on the sofa.
"Don't lose your chance at true love." She told me. "Don't make the same mistakes I made. Everyone deserves a second chance."
Not letting me say a word, she grabbed a few things and said that she was going over to a friend's for the night. Out the door she went. As I watched the door close on her sexy ass, I had to agree... she was right.
I went into the living room and right up to Brit. I wanted to show her that I cared. I pulled her up to me and brought her face to mine. Open the flood gates, I kissed her passionately, freely and without any hesitation. The confidence between us melted together and Brit let herself into me. Brit's tongue parted my lips and pierced my mouth on a mission. My tongue met with hers and we tongue-kissed delicately with arms wrapped around each other. With sightless eyes, we found our path to the sofa and liquefied onto it never breaking our tongue-lashing lip-lock. The feel of Brit's body on mine was only hindered by the clothing on our bodies. I needed to remedy that right away. I pulled back from Brit, stood up and started to do a shameful imitation of a strip tease. I wasn't very good at it, as I was too worked up to take my time. I shed my shirt in gradual motion, cupping my breasts as the shirt lifted away from my body. Brit's expression at the naughty outfit was priceless. She playfully grabbed at my shorts but I pulled away teasing her even further. I waltzed around the room playing with my nipples and wiggling my ass in her face. The wanton desire in her face beckoned to me to hurry up. Turning away from her, I slowly pulled my shorts down bending as I went. I was giving her a full shot of my naughty-panty covered ass as my shorts made it to my ankles. I danced more with my sexy outfit salivating my audience. Peeling off the outfit, I bent over and gave Brit full view on my prized ass. Parting it open I exposed my sexy little rosebud and my enflamed glistening pussy lips. Her moaning was loud and hoarse. I slipped a finger between my legs over my ass crack and let it disappear into my pussy. I held it in there for her to enjoy as much as I was enjoying fingering myself. I was soaking wet and it was easy to move my finger in and out.
Turning towards her I motioned that it was her turn. It was obvious that her blood was boiling as the drool from her desiring lips beckoned me to take her now. Just as I was going to succumb to her desire, she turned and proceeded to do her strip tease with much more enthusiasm than I did. Dancing to music in her head and never looking directly at me, Brit removed her shirt and shorts in a very artistic dance, leaving her bra and panties on. Her sheer bra didn't hide anything, nor did her powder blue thong panties. Her nipples stretched the material in the bra even as she pulled it away.
'I never saw her nipples so erect before.' I thought to myself as she went for her panties.
They came off in a smooth motion reveling her clean-shaven pussy. Her pussy lips were protruding the folds ever so slightly as if sticking a tongue out at me. Walking away from me to a bag near the door, Brit acted innocent, yet nervous. I couldn't figure out what she was doing. She grabbed something like a big picture or something... Acting all shy and hiding her luscious body behind it, she danced back to me. I was hot and wanted to see her body, not some stupid picture in front of it. The look of fear came crying out of her eyes as I peered into them. Sensing something was wrong I looked down. She had a poster of the Giants whole team hiding her body. I gave her a sweet smile of admiration until I looked at the poster closer... She had it signed and personalized by everyone. My pussy started creaming profusely as I saw what she was giving me.
"...a... personalized poster of the team?!?!" I babbled looking at it intently.
"Yes, I thought it would be nice for you." She said meekly.
"OMG!!!" I moaned cumming on the sofa.
Beckoning her to me, she straddled my legs melting into the sofa attached at the lips, breasts, pussy and entangled legs. In a rhythmic motion, my sparse-hair covered pussy started humping her bare pussy. There was plenty of lubrication emanating from both our lips making the kissing pussies glide over each other. Moaning from both our busy lips was the only sound in the apartment.
"Oohhhhhh..."
I opened my legs to allow my pussy to be fully exposed and feel the full zeal of our pussy fucking. The reward was immediate as my folds parted somewhat as my petite pussy lips got the taste of her gliding lips.
"OOOHHH!!!" I called out.
Hearing my enjoyment, Brit picked up her tempo of humping and brought down the house with my orgasm eclipsing her moaning.
"I'm cummmmmminnnnggg... Brit!!!"
This brought her orgasm up as well.
"Me......ttttttttooooo..."
The lubrication multiplied. My whole body was ablaze. I could feel the spasms in Brit's body. She decelerated her humping and melted onto my body. I got Brit off of me and placed her on the sofa in a provocative position with her legs wide open and her breasts fully exposed. I quickly ran out to the kitchen and came back with a small bowl. Very relaxed and enjoying the moment, Brit just stared aimlessly at the ceiling. I started with soft kisses on her cheek, neck and ears. I made my way down to her shoulders and then to her breasts. But before I placed my lips over her left breast, I took an ice cube in my mouth and went to suckle her breast. The cold shock was immediate and erotic.
"Ohhh... Chelsea!!!" she cooed. "You are so naughty."
I sucked on her erect nipple that was turning exceptionally red. The ice melted quickly dribbling cold water over her mounds of sensual flesh. When the ice melted completely, I bit down on the semi-frozen nipple to a very pleasant cooing from Brit.
"Yessssssssssssssssss...Oh...yes...."
I nibbled on her left nipple for a little while as she laid back and immersed in the sensations. Her 'oooing & ahhhing' really got my blood going that I repeated the ice torture to her right nipple. For some reason, her right nipple was exceedingly sensitive and she reacted with much more raw intensity.
"Oooooohhh....fuck!" she screamed.
As I was draped over her body with a second ice cube in my mouth on her super sensitive right breast, I took an ice cube in hand and glided over her clit.
"FUCK!!!" she gasped in sensitive pleasure.
I coated her hot clit and pussy with the ice cube that melted very quickly.
"Ohh.... Ohhh...oh..." She panted really turned on.
I decided to take it one step further and took another ice cube in my mouth, suckled her breast and with two ice cubes in my hand, I proceeded to insert the ice into her pussy.
"Yyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss... she screamed at me.
I loved it!!! It was so incredible to watch her so sexually charged from the ice. I moved my mouth down to her frosty pussy to find a puddle of water with a hint of pussy juice between her legs. I took the remaining ice cubes into my mouth and went down on her pussy. It was incredible as she arched her back, opened her legs and allowed me full access to the heaven between. I was having a hard time managing the quickly evaporating ice in my mouth and the vocal and sexually charged Brit. She was cumming and cumming hard.
"Fffffffuuucccckkkk.... Yeeeeeeeeeessssssss.... Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrggg...."
He pussy was pulsing to the vehement orgasm and the ice treatment. It was a thing of beauty as she gave me everything in her overwhelming orgasm. I was in total bliss.
Another small wave came over Brit as I licked the tip of her engorged clit.
"Oh, oh!!! Ohhhh..."
There was something in the way she was positioned on the sofa, so vulnerable to me, that brought my mind to peace with our intimate relationship. I always thought that I was truly in love with her, but this experience had shown me how much I was really in love with her.
Taking Brit by the hand, I led her into the bathroom for a hot shower. We climbed into the shower and tongue fucked each other through the misty hot rain. My hands gripped her delectable ass pulling her closer to me and feeling the pleasures of her soaked body against mine. Her response was to grip my ass and do the same. Our breasts were squashed together in a very pleasurable condition. The sexual energy in the shower was overwhelming. It was desire and animalistic fervor emanating from both our sex-starved bodies.
The cooling of the water was our cue to exit the shower and find the bed. I don't think Kerri would mind if I used her bed for this type of activity. Only partially drying off as we made our way to the bed, Brit took over and laid me out on the bed giving her access to my velvet sex box. She toyed with my pubic hair threatening to shave it; which I told her that she could sometime. It sounded erotic to have Brit shave my pussy. Her fingers danced over my mound and through my folds. She was blowing wisps of air over my clit as she opened my flower. The tips of her fingers were tracing my juice-ladened lips from my clit all the way between my legs into my ass. I moaned at her playful toying. It was so nice to have her doing as she pleased to me. I closed my eyes and let her take me; and she did.
Bringing her nose down into my pussy, she nuzzled my lips up till her mouth engulfed my throbbing clit.
"Mmmmmmmmm..."
With her free hands she slid a finger from each hand into my velvet walls all the way up to a knuckle. Her fingers were flickering inside me as she sucked on my button. It was intense and numbing at the same time. I kept my eyes close as my orgasm was on a rapid build. I wanted to cum hard and flood her face with my hot milky juices. Meticulously, Brit fingered my pussy by pistoning in and out with each finger. Every so often, one finger would curl deep and hit my spot causing me to spasm my heightened orgasm.
"OOOhhhhhhhhh...fffffuuu...." I was cresting on an overwhelming orgasm.
Brit was relentless as she fingered me harder. The more I screamed, the more rapidly her fingers infiltrated my aching ruby lips.
"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggggggg...ffffffffffffffffffffffffffff..."
I erupted arching my back and spewing hot cum over Brit's face and fingers. It felt like gallons of my hot creamy cum poured out of my satiated pussy, but I imagine it was only a small spurt of the succulent juice. The pique of my wave crested and started its way down on my ultra-sensitive body and I relaxed all my muscles around Brit. She crawled up my body and cuddled into a sleeping position in my shoulder. I just melted into her arms and let the experience take me into slumber. A few hours later, nature called. I made my way to the bathroom to relieve myself. It was amazing how horny I got when I peed. I looked over on the counter and found a little bottle that gave me a nice idea. Quickly finishing my duty, I took the bottle, emptied a generous amount into a small bowl and heated it up. With the warmed liquid, I went back to my lover and sat on the edge of the bed beside her. Soaking my hands in the fragrant oil, I proceeded to give Brit an opulent back rub with the tepid oil. My hands glided over her soft skin gently soaking oil into her tender shoulders and back. I heard her mewing into the pillow from my amateurish back massage. I couldn't stop staring at her remarkably sexy ass. The curves accentuated her perfectly sculpted ass into her the folds of her legs to her pussy. I missed her shoulders a couple times as I stared at her rump of perfection. Saturating my hands again, I moved down the small of her back and really rubbed good bringing my face closer to posterior. Brit was melted butter in my hands. I soaked my hands again, but this time, I went to rubbing her ass. I was now really in heaven. I kneaded her rump covering all of her sweet form. My fingers danced in and around the crack over and over. The closer I got to her little rosebud, the more she cooed. Sensing pleasure from my fingers riding into her ass, I placed a liberal amount of oil directly on her ass, in her crack, and rubbed down into it hitting the pucker hole to a very loud moan. I let my fingers linger and she moaned over and over. Accepting that she was fire hot, I proceeded to open her ass cheeks and let my fingers tickle her spot of pleasure.
"OH!!!" she quickly called to me.
Coaxing me on, I let my finger enter her ass, which it went in very easily. Being oiled up, her ass practically sucked my whole finger into her backside. I pumped in and out slowly, not sure if I was hurting Brit.
But, I was answered immediately as she begged me for more. Which I did. I fingered her ass quicker and deeper. The moaning and groaning was slightly muffled into the pillow but I could tell she was on an intense orgasmic high. I slipped and another finger hit the spot I was penetrating and her ass seemed to want that finger as well. I let a second finger probe my lover's ass. It too went in without any issues and seemed to take Brit to a different level of sexual excitement.
"FUCK!" She screamed out in raw exhilaration.
I probed her ass faster and faster with both fingers diving deep. My pussy was salivating from the nurturing of my hands. I wanted to cum with Brit, but it was too late as she let loose a tare of incredible screams.
"Aaarrgggggggggggggggg, ...oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh,,, mmmmmmmmmm..."
This went on for over a minute and her ass seemed to suck my fingers in further than they could go. I just held my position until Brit came down. Seeing that she wasn't coming down very quickly, I removed my oil-coated fingers from her anal treasure chest. After a few moments of bliss, she finally melted into the bed moaning how fantastic and extreme that felt. I beamed at giving my lover such great feelings. I idly played with my pussy, mostly rubbing my mound and pussy folds as I watched Brit. Gaining strength, she got up and tossed me onto the bed playfully and then mounted me in a 69. Her pussy was placed right on my mouth and her mouth latched onto my drenched love box. Both of us nibbled and sucked on each other playfully at first, then more sensually. It was hard to concentrate of giving her a nice orgasm as she was doing the same to me. Licking through the very milky cum draining from her, I focused on her clit. Sucking the nice knob into my mouth, I proceeded to nuzzle my face into her lips. I could feel her orgasm building as her legs clenched around my face, but I was also losing control myself. It was a game, who was going to make the other cum first. Foggy-focused, I let a hard licking tare lose on her well-lubricated pussy...but that was not going to be the case as she found me on the edge of orgasmic paradise and she slipped a finger deep into me bringing my eruption on first.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." I screamed into her pussy.
Not stopping, she continued to finger me and suck my clit into another wave.
"OOOOOohhhhhhhhhhh....shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
I had to stop sucking as I was delirious. My whole body tensed and exploded again and again. I went totally numb! Relaxing, Brit climbed off of me and glowed from the orgasm she just fucked me with. Glossy-eyed and smiling, I beckoned her to join me. She climbed into my arms and we snuggled into the bed and fell asleep to the silence of the room...
In the morning I heard Kerri come in the bedroom with Brit and I were in semi-naked slumber. The room reeked of an intoxicating sex aroma that immediately had me getting excited. Add the fact that Kerri was in a pink sheer lace 'fuck me' teddy. Gliding around the room, almost teasingly, Kerri showed every part of her sexy body to me. The extreme glow on her face was infectious. It was astonishing how sexually hot Kerri was and how she got me very turned on. When Brit awoke, we made idle conversation. It was a little weird being totally naked with my lover, but the radiance from Kerri made both of us totally comfortable. In her extreme sensual nature, Kerri found two different erotic outfits for Brit and I to wear. They were sheer black and white one-piece outfits. I took the white and gave Brit the black one. The material barely covered our pussies and breasts. Both of our asses were totally exposed, to the delight of all three of us. Kerri turned on some seductive music and lit several aromatherapy candles. Dancing around the room, she playfully teased Brit and I. Like an erotic dancer, Kerri air-fucked her pussy in front of our noses. Staring into her pink covered pussy, I could see the moisture seeping through her outfit. She was extremely aroused. On a slow air-fuck motion to my face, I kissed her pussy. That sent her over the edge as she moaned loudly. We took turns dancing in front of each other. On Brit's turn, Kerri grabbed her ass and slid her tongue into her pussy lips.
"Mmm... she is very sweet." She told me sticking her tongue out at me.
I locked lips with her and licked her tongue with mine. Brit moaned loudly. Kerri's finger had penetrated her folds as we were tongue fucking. The heat in the apartment was approaching hell... we needed to remove our clothes. Each one of us was put between the others and the erotic clothes were removed. Fingers found holes and entered freely. When we were all naked, Kerri took us to her huge bed and produced a huge fucking purple dildo. Giving it to me, she got into a position to allow Brit and I to fuck her. It was amazing as the extremely fat dildo disappeared between Kerri's pussy lips.
"Oh... my... sweet... oooohhhh..." she called out very vocally.
Brit and I took turns burying the purple monster in her very accepting pussy.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....Fuck!!!..." Her screams echoed over and over.
Wow, this woman was a screamer. She was extremely vocal and absolutely lost in orgasm-land. Back and forth, Brit and I pleasured Kerri with her purple pussy eater. Pulling it all the way out, I forced the cum-coated monster as far in as it would go.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!" Her legs bent backwards while she screamed.
I proceeded to fuck her hard and long with the monster. My arms were getting tired of fast fucking her and Brit took over as I watched and rested. Kerri could take an incredible fucking and she could cum! Wave after wave, she screamed and flooded her bed. One final wave, Brit fucked her deep and when she exploded, the dildo was pushed as deep as it could go until Kerri's earthquake subsided. We both withdrew the toy and Kerri rested comatose on the bed. While she relaxed, Brit was deep-throating the dildo. She handed it to me, I tried to do the same, but I just didn't have the jaw for it. There was still Kerri juice on it and it was extremely sweet. Brit mentioned that she thought it was as sweet as my cum. I blushed and she went to my pussy to taste.
"Yup...Mmmm... I need more taste though." Brit had found my clit and was working away.
She licked my pussy as my legs spread open as much as possible. Her tongue ravaged me and brought me to a very pleasant orgasm.
"Ooohhhhhhhhhhh...."
I returned the favor and ate her pussy to a nice pleasant orgasm. We continue eating pussy back and forth for a while. Being very wet, Brit got into a position to have our pussies mate together. Splitting our legs open, we brought our pussies together and pressed them into a sloppy wet kiss. Gyrating our hips, we proceeded to fuck each other. In this position, we could open our pussy folds and have both bare pussy lips and clit tasting each other. I barely moved my hips; Brit was more aggressive. It was incredible. The moaning and groaning was getting louder with each passing second. The sloshing sounds of our pussies were thunderous and the aroma permeated the room. I was cumming in no time. Brit was right behind me as she let her cum juice explode into my pussy. Both pussies were spitting milky cum juice into each other's lips.
"Aaaaaaaaarrgg..." we both moaned.
We didn't stop either. We just kept humping our pussies together through the orgasm and let the feelings take over. I could look into Brit's eyes as she fucked me. She looked into my eyes as I fucked her and love was radiated back and forth. The glow from both of us was as bright as the sun coming in the window. We hump-fucked forever. It was so intense and powerful that I don't remember when we dissolved into exhaustion. I think we both passed out. I awoke to Brit trying to move her leg around me. Our pussies were literally glued to each other. It was very sticky from all the cum were shared. Kerri was still fast asleep on the bed. Not to disturb her, we made our way into the shower together. It was good clean sexual fun. We kissed, sucked on each other's breasts and fingered a little. But we really cleaned up. It was time to get ready to go home. Part of me wanted to stay with Kerri... but my life was with Brit. Maybe there would be a time that we could visit with Kerri in the future.
"Mind if I join you?" Kerri called from behind the shower curtain.
"Yes! Please!" I called.
The shower was big, but three people made it a little tight. We washed Kerri up...of course sucking on her breasts, kissing and fingering as well. We brought her to another orgasm in the shower. Because we were all distracted, we had to finish washing up in cold water. But that didn't dampen the sexual spirits that enveloped us. It was a intense experience.
We dressed and Kerri went with us to the airport. On the way there she told us about her sexual experiences and how she had a female lover for many years. We exchanged information with each other and promised to get together again and again. It was sad to watch her as we headed to the gate at the airport, but it was great to feel the love from Brit. This was going to last.
Sitting at the gate basking in the glow of our committed relationship together, Brit leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"Ready to join the mile high club?" She licked my ear when she finished.
Astonished at her naughtiness, I turned to look at her. She opened her small carry-on bag to show me two small jelly dildos. They were long and thin with a curve at the head. I was flabbergasted.
Laughing at my condition, Brit kissed me.
"Kerri gave them to me for use on the plane." She told me beaming. "It was a going away present she picked up last night."
I hugged Brit tight.
Walking onto the plane with an extreme naughty glow on our faces, we must have told the whole plane that were up to something...