0 comments/ 54629 views/ 4 favorites The Backyard By: Stardad Some or all of what follows may be true, or based on real people. Or not. But no real names are used. * * * * * It was a lazy summer weekend day; all the windows were open, and the sounds of lawnmowers and kids playing filtered in to the house. Henry's family was away at the beach, but he'd had to work on a project this weekend and couldn't go. Henry settled into his recliner with the newspaper and a cold beer, and punched up the ballgame on the TV; he may have dozed off from time to time. Suddenly he became aware of what sounded like a fierce struggle from just outside his dining room windows. He heard moaning and groaning and carrying on. Curious, he got up and went to the window and to his surprise witnessed a totally unexpected struggle indeed. His upstairs neighbor Janice was lying on a chaise, in the sunlight but in a spot where she couldn't be seen from the houses on either side because of the high fence, the garage walls and the house itself. Janice often sunned herself out there but Henry rarely paid attention - even in the sun she wore baggy clothing which hid any figure she might have had; that, plus her apologetic, mousy personality, made her a nonentity in Henry's eyes. Besides, Janice was married, although her husband had recently left, and her son was spending the weekend with dad. Not this time though! Janice's baggy denim shorts were at the foot of the chaise. Her halter top was pulled down off of one very shapely, if smallish breast. Her panties were pulled aside - Henry noticed immediately that she was a natural redhead - and the fingers of her right hand were stabbing viciously in and out of her cunt while her left hand worried away at her exposed pink nipple. Henry thought she must be ready to have a wonderful orgasm, and stood in the window watching; unconsciously his hand dropped into his pants and he started softly stroking himself. Janice stabbed and stroked and rubbed, and Henry watched... and nothing else happened. She seemed to be struggling very, very hard and getting more and more frustrated. Henry was reminded of the old porn classic "Devil in Miss Jones" where the title character shared a similar fate. Henry kept languidly rubbing his slowly-stiffening cock, more curious than excited. Suddenly with no warning at all Henry SNEEZED - loudly! Janice froze in mid-stroke, her fingers and red pubic hair glistening in the sunlight, and her head snapped up to Henry's window. She couldn't see him through the screen, of course, but she knew she was observed. She hesitated for a moment, blushing (all over, Henry noticed) and he thought she was going to run away in embarrassment. Clearly she thought about doing just that; then she brightened a bit and said in a voice soft enough that the neighbors in the houses close on each side couldn't hear "Henry, is that you?" Henry was a bit embarrassed himself, being caught peeping on his neighbor, and he too though about going away and saying nothing. Instead he said "yes it is." Janice's next words sent his embarrassment away: "Oh Henry you can't believe how glad I am!" she said. "It's something left over from when I was a kid. I can't get an orgasm when I'm by myself; and since Mike has left I've just been SO FRUSTRATED!" Henry who was extremely faithful didn't know what to do or say next; he knew he wouldn't screw this woman. He was sure she knew it too: She solved THAT problem by saying: "Henry I know how faithful you are to your wife, and I admire that. I don't want to have sex with you, but could you just do me a wonderful favor? Come down here and sit with me while I finish up. Really that's all I need. No-one will ever know, and I'll feel SO much better." Well, how could Henry refuse? In a moment he was downstairs, pulling up a lawn chair to the left of Janice's chaise. She smiled at him - my she was prettier when she smiled, she hadn't done that very much in the 18 months they had been neighbors - and grabbed his right hand with her left that had been fingering her nipple. Her right hand returned to her crotch, and resumed stroking, more languidly but more confidently than before. Well this was very, very different from catching a voyeur glimpse from the house! Now Henry was close enough to feel Janice's body vibrate with excitement, to hear the "splock" of her fingers going in and out, in and out; to smell her sweat and her crotch juices; to see her almost-invisible nipples (for she had the light-colored nipples typical of a redhead) harden and rise on her breasts; and to hear her breath quicken and the small panting sounds of arousal! He was close enough now actually to see her clit and cunt lips swell; to see her juices start to run down from her cunt toward her ass and start to soak into the towel underneath her; to see when she changed her hand position JUST SO, so her thumb could stroke her clit while she finger-fucked herself. Janice took his hand that had been holding hers and placed it onto her thigh, close enough that he could feel the boiling heat of her cunt, as she resumed rolling and pinching her nipple. Well! What had been a small erection had now turned into a raging hardon, so uncomfortable that Henry had to unzip his pants and let it out. As Janice got more and more aroused, Henry's cock got harder and harder, helped along by a few strokes of his left hand. Although he was not in full masturbation mode just yet, he would unavoidably be there very soon and he wondered what would happen next. Janice was groaning now, the hand in her crotch almost a blur.. Henry could feel her thigh muscles tighten under his hand. Suddenly her ass came up off the chaise, her face contorted, and she emitted a choked-off groan. While she tried to bury her right hand into her crotch up to the elbow, her left started flailing around as sounds of "oh... oh... oh..." came out. Her eyes were clenched shut as that flailing hand found and grabbed Henry's throbbing penis. It must have been accidental, because while she was still in the throes of orgasm her eyes snapped open, saucer-wide, and her mouth made a matching "O" of surprise. She was still panting, and coming, and stammering all at once: "Oh... wow!...I'm sorry.... Oh... you poor guy... oh... I didn't think.... Oh!!" Of course she started stroking him, and as her own fierce orgasm wound down, she concentrated more and more on what her left hand was doing. Her right hand remained in her own crotch tenderly touching her still-swollen lips, perhaps hoping for another quick climax of her own. Well the combination of what Henry had just seen and heard, and the tender touch of this sexually-charged woman, was way more than he could stand. She made a ring around his cock head and increased the speed and pressure, not too much either, and he was a goner. Now it was Henry's turn to groan and raise his hips up off the chair as he spurted everywhere, all over both of them, the furniture and the ground. Janice kept stroking fiercely as Henry now panted and stammered and finally had to say "no... stop.... enough...please...." Janice used the towel she had been lying on to clean them both off, and went inside; Henry went into his house and flopped on the bed. When Henry's wife came back the next night, she wondered why Henry was not as amorous as usual in the situation. Henry explained that he'd had too many beers the previous night and was a bit hung over. Janice moved away about three weeks later. She and Henry barely saw each other in that time, and never spoke of what had happened. The Backyard Experiment Warning: this story not only contains elements of anal play but also of bondage, domination and humiliation. Read to your own risks and perils... It had come as no surprise for her to be wakened up at 4 o'clock this brisk morning of June. He always reserved the right to fuck her anytime he wished to. Not that she minded, nothing was more exciting that to wake up to his big cock sliding up her well lubrified pussy and realising he was behind the wet dream she was having. What was surprising was that he was not fucking her this time. She rubbed her eyes open as he unlocked the cuff on her ankle that was linked by a six foot long chain to the bed's poster. He never removed that unless he was done sampling the pleasures of her flesh, and was ready to let her go. The things they had done this weekend blew her mind away and she had the fleeting regret that she might be unable to cum so hard without any bondage at all, ever. He was a demanding lover who wanted her to be helpless and at his mercy. It had not always been this way, as they had started out as a regular couple, dating over dinner, having sex after a few casual encounters. Normal sex too, until she had stumbled upon manacles in his bedroom drawer one fine morning after. She was curious, and he was glad to indulge her curiosity. That was when the bondage started. He had not been nearly as involved in bondage before he met her as he was now since it became clear they both enjoyed it. First it had been her hands tied up, and her legs, then a blindfold, and the gag had came last. She had truly become used to the feeling of helplessness and had come to crave it in sexual couplings. They had graduated from bondage to something more when their games began spreading over longer periods than just the occasional lovemaking. Now they would regularly spend weekends or holidays together where he was totally in control and she was there to be taken in any way he wished to. Now he would not only possess her body by laying her bare and restraining her, but also he liked to possess her soul, by bending and twisting her feelings just as he bent her body parts in bondage. And for it, they both wanted each other more. He also loved her ass, and had painstakingly taught her to enjoy it to. Her upbringing had led her to rebel first, then to refuse the pleasure she might receive. But she had not been able to deny it anymore than she could deny her submission to her man, she was a veritable ass slut. She came even harder and louder whenever he fucked her tight puckered hole. But today, he had something special for her. She understood that even before she saw the big leather collar in his hand. The piece was so wide and thick that it prevented her from moving her head at all. She hated that collar but she held her head high as he approached her to fit it on her neck. Deftly he surrounded her throat with it and buckled it tight. She could feel a slight resistance every time she tried to swallow. Yet she let him collar her in such a way because so far he had always fucked her doggie style after putting it on her. A position that she held especially dear. Then he ordered her to get off the bed and get down on all fours. That was no surprise and she silently did, remembering the lesson he had taught her before that bitches do not speak. He pushed her down further though, making sure she was not leaning on her hands but on her forearms, her tits swinging very close to the carpeted floor and her ass sticking in the air. He cuffed her arms just above the elbow and her legs just above the knee and connected the right arm cuff with the left leg and vice versa so she would be forced to imitate a dog's trot. She kept silent still, and he clipped a leash on the collar. That was new... But her shock was greater still when he pulled her leash through the house, making her follow like a good bitch and stopped to open the patio door. She had thought he would take her to the living room, but he was obviously taking her outside. She froze, having no taste for exhibition. He would have none of her refusal because he pulled cruelly on her leash until she realised he was going to have his way in this just as in everything else. Mortified, she crawled on her forearms and legs after him until he stopped in the middle of the backyard grass. She was praying to herself, desperately that no one would see her by chance at this early hour. But at the same time she was very excited. She was going to be fucked, and the perverse part in her was starting to appreciate the possibility for further humiliation at his hands. Being his bitch was degrading and she had loved it before, something told her being his bitch in public would please her even more. Like her true nature finally surfacing. He was doing something, but she could not see what because of the collar. The sense of dread and excitement she had felt because of the exhibition waned as it seemed no one was watching or even coming and going. She stopped worrying about the neighbours for a while, just enough to notice he had tied her leash to the fence and that left her on all fours in a patch where there wasn't any grass. That is until she heard a door close somewhere. She had no idea where, or if people had come out. That raised goose bumps on her flesh. Meanwhile, he had not been idle. He stood before her with his toy bag at his side, and a gardening hose in his right hand. The left one was resting on a valve that let him control the debit of the hose. He opened the valve and water trickled out of the hose, down to the grass less earth. He turned the valve again, and the water flowed out more quickly. He was turning the patch into mud and she was right in it. That's exactly when she realised how short the leash was because she could not side-step far enough to get on the grass. Already her arms and legs were covered in brown mud. He was still wearing his shorts, and water that had splashed was pearling on his hairy legs. But even that stimulating information could not disguise the hard-on that was pushing the fabric at his crotch into a tent. She wanted to lick the tiny drops on his legs, but that was not to be. He closed the valve, and the water stopped flowing out of the hose. He dropped it, and reached for his toy bag. He rummaged inside, obviously he was looking for a certain piece. Then he found it, and he showed it to her. It was his biggest, brightest ballgag. Holding it up to her mouth, he reminded her that she had two choices, she could open wide or he could do it. She opened her mouth, reminding herself he meant to have her completely helpless and humiliated. She hated that particular gag. She must have looked like one of those show pieces, a roasted piglet with a big apple stuffed in its mouth. The more she thought of it, and the more she thought she resembled the image. She tried to stop being distracted, because she had missed something, he was at her back now. She could feel his hands on her bottom. He was caressing her, insinuating his fingers in her crack, sliding up and down, titillating her wet clit, and stimulating her tight anus. He applied a big quantity of lubricant there. First on the surface, then pushing his finger a bit deeper. He made sure not to miss even a tiny part, rubbing the grease in, testing it at the same time by how quickly her asshole engulfed another finger. When he was satisfied, he wiped his hands on a small towel that he let fall on his toy bag. He wanted to remember his handiwork forever. And he would, because he had installed a video camera that was filming his bitch's ordeal. He smiled because he could see how powerful her arousal was. She was loving every bit of it. It was time to really put his plan to work. She had been getting aroused as he rubbed her ass. But he had stopped. Unfortunately, or fortunately because if she had he would have punished her, she could not protest against this desertion. So when she felt something against her ass, she actually pushed against it, welcoming his renewed attentions. But when he pushed it in, she felt that it was cold and rough, metallic. Her eyes went round, realising without seeing that he had inserted the hose's end in her ass. She went red, from shame and at the same time, vaguely afraid that he was turning to be too cruel for her. The hose's tip was not so big, but it was very uncomfortable, and what was most frightening was what he wanted to do with it. He pushed the hose in her asshole a bit deeper. She had the metallic rim a bit further in, so it would be more comfortable and she had her anus resting on the rubber of the hose. He could not imagine what she was feeling, but he felt very powerful, to be the master of her so much that he could inflict her the humiliation of being outside where she could be seen, on all four in the mud, gagged and with a garden hose in the ass. And the worse was that he had it on tape. He was growing harder every minute witnessing this. She was truly his slut. He noticed every little move that she made, even restrained. He could tell she was worried about the hose in her ass, but that not being in control, and not knowing what was going to happen excited her. She was wiggling as much as the ropes were allowing her to, to get the feel of the metallic piece that she could not feel anymore. Probably to check what position was the least uncomfortable, but maybe also because she liked the discomfort and sought to enhance it. He was going to give her something to feel, very very soon... She felt the first trickles of water because it was so cold, rather than because it felt like a true enema. The water flowed so slowly, that she might not have noticed as soon. The cold water was also uncomfortable, and she shivered, not doubting any moment that he would know exactly how she felt. As soon as she thought about that, she wondered if he meant to let the water flow fully into her. It would be impossible to determine just how much water she would have inside her then. How could he control that? She wanted to give him a sign, shake her head no, but she was soon reminded of the strict collar he had put on her neck. She was gagged too, she realised she had not noticed just how much she had been drooling. She had no way of communicating with him, no way of telling him this was too much. The only thing left to her was to trust him. Just as she thought that, he must have been reading her mind, because that is when he released the valve and the cold water hit her insides. She bit hard into the gag, because the cold sent shivers up her spine, and the rush of water was so much more violent than she had ever felt before. It was the strongest invasion of her body, a supple penetration. After just a moment that had felt like eternity, the flow stopped. She writhed, unable to move much, and prevented to collapse on the ground by the criss-crossing ropes holding her elbows and knees together. Strangely, it did not feel as if she was holding much more than her usual, but the cold water made it feel more. The mere tone of his voice was taunting her when he asked her if it was fresh enough. He cupped her mons, knowing that he would attract her attention by doing so, and he knew she could not have failed to realise just how aroused and wet she was. She was in the most discomfort he had ever put her through and she was aching for him the most. He decided to help her warm her up. She jerked up a bit, as much as her restraints and the pain in her belly allowed her to, when she felt the blow on her bottom. He had an arm under her, holding her by the waist, and another one that was raining blows on her ass. Not too hard, but hard enough for her to feel her skin warming up under his hand. The spanking made her surge forward and his grasp pulled her back. It made for a hellish slushing motion inside her, that in a way only added to the discomfort. Still her attention was distracted, she had trouble concentrating on one sensation at a time, yet feeling her arousal double because of both. She could feel his penis against her thigh, growing ever so hard that she could almost feel the beat of his heart on her skin. She wanted him so much, had she been without a gag, she would have begged him to take her. He knew she had been sure he would fuck her there and then... and she was not wrong. When she felt he was going to explode against her thigh, he had let go of her red bottom and placed himself at her back. He placed himself against her drenched pussy and grasped her hips, with one great thrust he was deep against her cervix and even her tight little cunt felt like a vat of butter, ready to melt down to sweet cream. She was hungry for any sensation, for pleasure to relieve the tension she was feeling, for him to take her mind off the cramps she must be feeling right now while she was holding the load he had given her. Another day, he would have prolonged her misery, making her wait and work for every thrust, but today, he needed her too much. He needed the cunt she had become under his guidance. He fucked her then, hard, deep, and unforgiving. He knew that he was putting a lot of pressure on the bondage, and he knew that she did not have any other choice but to receive the pleasure with the pain he was no doubt giving her. That if she had a choice she would not stop him either. He fucked her like she was no lady and he no gentleman. Thrusting hard and quickly, hardly giving her time to follow the rhythm. She had been so aroused, and now he could feel her cumming, her pussy still slurping hungrily on his cock. But now she was getting tighter, like a fist closing around his manhood, the real power of a submissive, to grasp beyond anything she could have seized had she been free. The heart of her was squeezing him, rhythmically, calling for his seed, for her to be anointed with. He resisted this power, but it was stronger than him and he surrendered too, releasing long shots of hot seed into her female core. His pleasure had just started to wane when she slumped on her arms and knees, as far as the ropes would let her. Her exhaustion coaxed a couple more long spurts of sperm into her gaping pussy. She was filled to the rim. And when he too was spent and retreated, the cum dripped from her pussy down to her clit. Tiredly, he slapped her red bottom again. She was still struggling to keep the enema inside. She did not know how she had been able to cum and not drop it, but she thanked heaven for small mercies. She could barely pay any attention to anything, but she saw him reaching for the hose again. No... he could not! But he could, he could see her lovely slut face, still able to show apprehension after what he had done to her. She thought he was going to give her some more to hold, and he might have, but today she had given him a lot of pleasure and would again. It was getting late too, and neighbours would no doubt awaken soon. He would rather be caught making love, than torturing his dirty bitch. So that is why he held the hose, released the valve fully and doused her to wash the mud that was almost all over her. She felt true shock then, as her merciless lover did not inflict more of the same torture on her, but rather hosed her down as if she truly was a bitch. She shook her head, trying to stay, as much as allowed by the thick neck collar, out of the water. He untied her leash, and led her to the grass, so that she would not dirty herself some more, hosed her down again. She shook herself, trying to imitate the bitch he had turned her into, with her tongue in her cheek. He loved that about her, she had a great sense of humour, capable to pierce through the most intense scene. But he still would have to punish her for being insolent! Another time perhaps. More blood was already rushing towards his lower belly. He would be hard for her again soon. He held her leash in his hand when he ordered her to relieve herself, like dogs do, on the grass. She had never been so humiliated. To shit on the grass, in potential sight of the neighbours, but mostly of him. But she had almost no choice in the matter, the enema was getting harder and harder to keep in. And he ordered her to, if she did not comply soon, he would punish her. So she ignored her humiliation and did as he told her to. She let her ass piss the enema, hoping that it would not drip down her pussy or her thighs. He was not into any scat play, but it aroused him to have her relieve herself on his order, in the conditions that he had dictated. He was definitely in control of her. If he handled it, she would do anything he wanted her to. Soon she was done. He pulled her leash again, leading her in her strange trot to another spot on the grass that was both clean and dry. He let the leash go, and removed her gag and the neck collar. If the neighbours saw them, they would not see anything suspicious as the grass was hiding much of the cuffs and the rope. He had some more lubricant that he applied to her asshole. She was surprised that he would remove the gag and the collar and leash. But she was grateful. She had very little time to think or to ease herself after been freed, because he was already applying more lube to her asshole and she knew he would fuck her again. He penetrated her more slowly this time, making her feel every inch going in. The enema had not warmed her up as it usually did, so she was grateful he was not pushing his cock in forcefully. He took her long and slow, neither of them worrying over the fact that activity was picking up in the neighbourhood and that they might be seen any time now. She slowly rocked with each of his thrust happy to be where he wanted her to be and ready to go wherever he would take her. Each of his long strokes brought a deeper pleasure and his caresses brought her body to flames. By fucking her ass, he had slowly warmed her up inside, until she felt the heat of him spread to her entire lower body. He started thrusting more quickly and she was already wishing he was shooting his hot seed into her. When he finally came, she orgasmed with him moaning and sighing softly, tired and spent already but giving him her all. After a while, he pulled out of her and quickly released the cuffs. He got up and motioned for her to get up and walk back to the house on her two feet. She had been good enough for a simple reward and besides that... There was someone watching... The Backyard Fuck Hannah has been very lucky. Her parents purchased a house for her in a secluded neighborhood. At 20 she has had many boyfriends, and even a few lovers, but none that made her stop fantasizing about having an older man as a lover. Everything changed one evening, while she was in her back yard. Her only day off, and she decided to work in her backyard fixing up her garden. At 46, Frank did not think of himself as old. He enjoyed an active life style, and he loved sex even though he did not get a lot of it. He liked the younger lady's, but in his line of work he did not run across too many young girls. Everything changed last Spring when she moved in next door. The few time's late evening he would see her coming or going. But on Sunday's he would watch her as she work around her yard, mostly the front. He loved looking at her. Her long shine brown hair. Her overly large breasts, and her trim hot body. Watching her always turned him on. He would have to jack off before he could go to bed usually. As he walk by the glass door he noticed that she was in her backyard working in her garden. She was wearing a man's white undershirt which was very thin, and some short shorts. He watched as her tit's bounce, and sway as she walk. Thoughts swirled in his head. He felt his cock stirring, reaching down he slowly rubbed his hand up and down the length drawing a moan from him. She set the box of flowers down and stood up. She felt she was being watched. Smiling she knew it must be the man who lives next door to her. She saw him a few times, and she is fantasized about him many, many nights. She went back to work, wanting to be done before the rain came. And by the look of the sky it would be soon. He pulled his sweats off, and pulled out his cock threw his boxers. Slowly stroking his cock. As he watched her one of her tit's pop out the side of her shirt. He saw that her nipples were large, and very dark. Suddenly a clap of thunder and the rain started pouring. He watched as she stood, lifted her face toward the sky and her arms reached for the sky. "Oh God." he gasps. Her white shirt soaked went from thin to invisible. He could see both dark circles as the rain pasted the shirt against her body. His hand started moving quicker on his cock. He could not take it any longer, he got up and went outside. She stood there enjoying the cool rain running down her hot body. Suddenly she felt warm arms wrapping around her. "Don't be scare it's just me, your neighbor Mike. Your so beautiful. So wonderfully hot. You got me so hard right now I want you so much." he whispered, as his hands moved around and cup her tit's. Kneading her breasts softly, and rubbing his hard cock against her covered ass. Reaching down she undid her shorts letting them fall to the ground. That is when she felt his hard length rubbing over her ass. Turning in his arms, she lifted her arms and put them around his neck, and kissed him hard. "Oh god, feels so good. God, do not stop please. It's been so long." she moan. Lifting her up in his arms, she warped her legs around his back. He carried her over to the picnic table. With one arm he cleared the table and laid her down on it. He pulled her panties off, and buried his mouth between her thighs. "OH GOD YES." she scream, pushing into his mouth. Then she felt his tongue slip inside along side of his finger. He felt her clamp down on his finger, and knew she was close to cumming. He moved his finger away quickly, and climbed onto the table. Kneeling between her spread thighs. She looked up at him, and for the first time she notice just how big his cock was. He was very long, thick, and very hard. He must have read her mind, because he told her not to worry it would fit perfectly. Reaching down he took a hold of her shirt and ripped it up the middle. He smiles as he looked down at her bare titties. Grabbing his cock he moved it over her soaking wet pussy. Hearing her moans got to him. He put his cock against her pussy and thrust hard and quick. The head entered her tight pussy making her cry out. Thunder, lighting, and a heavy pouring rain all around them as he drew back only to plunge in deeper. Holding her hips, he continues to pull back and thrust in until he had his cock buried fully inside her. "Oh God yes fuck me, fuck me hard baby." she yelled. Holding her tightly as she screamed for him to fuck her harder. He pounded her pussy hard. He knew he was seconds away from exploding, he slam her hard and cried out. "AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH, FUCK BABY, I'm cumming." he cried out. "Oh god me too." she screamed. They laid there with the rain falling on them. Slowly they became aware of where they were and sat up. She looked over to him and smiled at him, touching his chest, and slowly sliding her hand down. She could not believe how thick his cock was even soft it was impressive. "Mmmm, keep that up honey, and we will be enjoying this again." he told her, thrusting his cock into her hand. She straddled his thighs and lean over and place a kiss on the tip of his cock. "Mmm, I would not mind that at all, in fact I would love to have this again, and again." she told him. The Backyard Pool It was a very hot day and I had just gotten a call from my friend Nicole. "Why don't you come over and go for a swim?" she said in that sultry voice of hers. "I'll make us some margaritas." It was just what I needed to hear. I'd had a hard week at work, driving all over town in heavy traffic in 100-degree heat in order to try and meet my sales quota. It had been extremely frustrating and the thought of jumping into the pool and having some frozen margaritas while we lay out in the evening sun was too tempting to turn down. "I'll be right over," I said. "Just come around back, I'll be out by the pool," she said before hanging up. Nicole was probably my best friend in town. She was a smart, successful woman who also happened to be extremely beautiful. She had long blond hair, baby blue eyes and a killer body with gorgeous legs. Living in a house with a pool meant that she also had a nice tan. I drove up to her house and walked around to the back. "Over here!" she said as she heard me open the gate. Her back was to me as she sat in a lounge chair. When I approached, I was surprised to see that she was completely nude, lying back in her lounge chair with her left leg up, her legs slightly parted. "Wow! Where's your swim suit?" I asked. "Don't need one, I mean what's the point?" "But what about your neighbors?" "They can't see anything, the fence is too high." "Where's Steve?" Steve was her husband. "He's out of town for the week. Girl's night eh?" she exclaimed. "C'mon! Take your clothes off." I wasn't quite expecting this. I had brought a bikini along but I thought it might be awkward for one of us to be lying there in a swimsuit while the other was completely naked. "Are you sure no one can see us?" "Yeah, definitely, besides, I'm kind of an exhibitionist anyway. Why not give the neighbors a show?" I thought about it awhile and thought, "Why not?" Actually, the thought of lying out in the sun naked had always appealed to me. I took off my high heels and unbuttoned my blouse before unzipping my skirt and removing my bra and panties. Now both of us were lying out there in lounge chairs, basking in the sun. "I'll go and get us some margaritas," Nicole said. When she got up and walked, I got a full view of her magnificent body. Her tits were a solid 35 C cup and they jiggled slightly as she walked towards the kitchen. Her ass was nice and firm, not too big, just right and you could see her pussy, which was shaved, between her legs as she moved. I felt myself getting slightly aroused watching her. I was a total heterosexual woman and was surprised to find myself feeling this way. I turned to look at myself in the reflection of the sliding glass patio doors as I lay there without any clothes on in the lounge chair. Now I'm a 36 C cup myself with long, auburn hair. I work out and jog and keep in shape and am proud of my firm ass and shapely legs but I hadn't been out in the sun as much as Nicole and it showed. Maybe nude sunbathing wasn't such a bad idea after all. Being outdoors in the nude felt good. The feel of the sun's rays warming my bare skin was so sensual. This was a new sensation to me and I felt myself getting really turned on, wondering why I hadn't tried this years ago. Nicole returned with the drinks and handed me one. The alcohol hit my stomach and then my blood stream and loosened all of the strings that had been wound so tight in my body from the intense week. "You're looking good girl!" Nicole told me. "Been working out I see." "Looks like you've been keeping yourself in shape as well," I replied. "And you shaved too." "Yeah, I did. Been doing it for years. Feels good too. You should try it." "Yeah, maybe one day." "I mean now. I have a new package of razors in the bathroom you could use." "Seriously?" "Yeah, why not. You'll be glad you did. It feels good to not have all that hair there, especially during sex." I figured, "What the hell?" and headed for her bathroom. It felt so good walking while naked. I could feel my tits bounce and my ass cheeks jiggle as I walked. The breezes felt good against my bare snatch too. I turned and looked back and saw Nicole watching me, a smile on her face. In her bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror. I was a good-looking woman appreciating her own body. I grabbed my tits and squeezed them and ran my hand over my vulva before grabbing the shaving cream and razor. In a few minutes my pussy was hairless and I marveled at how good it felt. Nicole was right. I ran my hands down over my bare pussy. I loved the feeling. I walked back outside and saw Nicole watching me. "Ooh mama!" she exclaimed. "What a pretty pussy you have my dear." "Thank-you," I replied. "Wanna go for a swim?" she asked. "Why not?" So we jumped into the pool. The feel of the cool water all over my naked body was equally sensual as had been the experience of lying in the sun. The water swirled around between my legs and my wet hair laid down on the back of my neck. "We forgot our drinks," said Nicole. She got up out of the pool and walked over to the table, returning with the margaritas. She handed me mine and then got back in the pool, standing right in front of me, only a few inches away. I found myself looking at her again, wondering what it would feel like to kiss her. The tequila made my body warm and started my sexual energy flowing. "So Janice, how do you feel?" Nicole asked. "Fucking awesome," I replied. Right at that moment, Nicole reached past me to put her drink on the edge of the pool. As she did, she leaned against me and our bodies met in the water, her tits brushing up against mine. She put her hand on my shoulder for support. Without thinking of what I was doing, I put my arm around her waist and held her close to me, and then I put my drink on the poolside behind me. We didn't let go but just stood there, waist deep in the water, with our arms around each other. Then Nicole surprised me by leaning in and kissing me on the lips. "You know, I always wanted to feel your tits," she said. "Do you mind?" "Not at all," I replied. She reached forward and started feeling my tits, her pelvis was pressed against mine and our vulvas rubbed together in the water. "That feels good," I told her. I felt my hand slide down over her ass as she continued to feel my tits and touch my nipples. Then she leaned in again and we started kissing, really kissing. Mouths open and tongues rubbing together as she continued to feel my tits. "You've got nice tits too," I said when we stopped to catch our breath. She leaned forward, proffering her beautiful breasts so I reached forward and started feeling them. They were natural and firm. I squeezed them and played with the nipples, and then we kissed again. I felt her hand reach down to my ass and slide her hand over it, which felt fantastic. "I can't believe we're doing this," I said. "I've wanted to do this for a long time." "Really?" "Yeah." "And now here we are." "So, do you wanna make love?" "Sure, why not?" I said. Maybe it was the margaritas. Maybe it was just because I had broken up with my boyfriend a few weeks back and hadn't had any sex in a long time or maybe it was just because I had really wanted to experiment with girl/girl sex for a long time and hadn't really paid any attention to it, pushed it to the back of my mind, just waiting for the right opportunity to come along and now here it was. "The sun's about to set and it's gonna get dark soon," she said. "Let's go inside to the bedroom where we can get more comfortable. Nicole grabbed me by the hand and led me inside to her bedroom. She grabbed a towel and we dried each other off. Then we stood there in her bedroom with our arms around each other and our mouths open, our tongues swirling around in each other's mouths while our hands explored each other's bodies. Nicole had one hand on my tit and the other on my ass when she kissed me. The feeling was incredible. I'd never kissed another woman before and the feeling was sensational. Maybe it was just because it was new. I don't know but I found myself loving every minute of it. "Let's sit down on the bed," she said and so we sat down side-by-side and continued kissing. Nicole had one hand on my thigh and the other behind my head as we made out. My hands were reaching under to feel her gorgeous ass. Her hand was right next to my pussy and I thought I would go wild when she moved her hand over and started to feel my pussy. She rubbed her hand over my vulva first, which felt incredibly good after being freshly shaved. Then she moved her finger down to my clit. I felt myself getting wet as she rubbed my clit and kissed me on the neck. I let out a gasp as she then slid two fingers inside me and started masturbating me as our mouths met again in a kiss. "Lay back," she ordered so I slid back on the bed so that I was fully stretched out. She kissed me on the mouth again, then the neck and moved her mouth down to my tits which she kissed all over before she reached the nipple of one tit and started to suck on it, all the while reaching down to feel my pussy and bang me with her finger. "This feels so good!" I told her. She moved down my body, kissing every inch of it, down to my legs, kissing my thighs and the area right next to my pussy before she placed her lips right on my cunt and started kissing it. I moaned and sighed with pleasure. I couldn't believe my eyes. Here was this gorgeous female who was kissing me on the lips of my vagina like no man had ever done. She moved my lips apart and started licking me. Licking my lips. Licking the walls of my pussy. Licking my clitoris. Then she parted my lips even farther and stuck her tongue down inside the hole. I could feel her tongue swirling around inside. I had my legs parted as far as they would go. I looked down and our eyes met as she continued to lick the inside of my cunt hole. She reached up and started feeling my tit again and I grabbed her hand. Soon we were holding hands while she moved her tongue back to my clitoris, which she licked slowly at first before picking up the rhythm. Moving her tongue over and over again over the pleasure spot. I leaned my head back and moaned as I felt a very intense orgasm coming on. The moment got closer and closer till I felt my entire body shudder as the tension reached its climax and I came in one of the most intense orgasms I'd ever experienced. "Oh! That was fucking awesome!" I exclaimed. Nicole kissed my pussy before coming up to kiss me on the lips. I could taste myself on her mouth as our tongues met in one of the most passionate, post coital moments of my entire life. "So, you ever eaten pussy before?" She asked. "No, but I'm willing to try." She laid on the bed next to me. I reached over and ran my hands over her naked body, kissing her naked skin as I went along. I kissed her tits and nipples and fondled her pussy. Her nipples were firm and felt good in my mouth as I sucked them and ran my tongue over them. She moaned and sighed and told me how good it felt. "You're so beautiful," she said. I lay on top of her and felt our naked bodies come together, our breasts together, our vulvas touching, and our legs intertwined. I slowly slid down her entire body, kissing and licking her skin as I went along till I came to her legs. Then I moved her legs apart so that her pussy was in right front of me. "You have a nice cunt," I told her and she moaned when she heard those words. I kissed her thighs and then started kissing her pussy. She had full lips and I kissed and licked her lips, which made her moan even more. Her pussy smelled good and tasted even better. I spread her lips and saw her hole open up in front of me. I kissed the hole of her pussy before sticking my tongue inside. I'd always wondered what it would be like to lick another woman's pussy and now I had my chance to find out. I stuck my tongue in as far as I could, spreading her legs and pussy lips to give my tongue more room to explore the inside of her gorgeous cunt. She writhed and moaned on the bed and told me again and again how good it felt. "Yeah! Fuck me with your tongue," she said. "I love it when you stick your tongue inside me." Then I started to suck her very firm clitoris and flicked my tongue over it again and again. She rested her hand on top of my head, running her fingers through my hair. I kept sucking and licking her clit and she arched her back even more. "Damn that feels good!" she exclaimed. "You're gonna make me come." It felt good to be able to do this to her, watch her get all excited, watch her get an orgasm right there in front of me. I looked up and our eyes met and there was an instant, intimate connection that I had not expected. "Oooh! Oh god!" she kept saying till I felt her body get tense and shudder. I knew she was having an orgasm. She finally crested that moment and lay there with her body limp and my face between her legs, my lips covered with her cum. "Come here baby," she said and pulled me up to give me a kiss on the lips. "That was wonderful. Thank you." "You're welcome," I said. She pulled me next to her on the bed and we lay there kissing each other. "You gonna spend the night?" she asked. "I can," I replied. "Good," she said and pulled the bed quilt over the two of us. We lay there naked, our legs entwined and our arms wrapped around each other. She laid her head on my chest and her legs over mine. I felt fantastic. Lying with a beautiful naked woman in my arms after a night of awesome sex. Soon we fell asleep. I woke up in the morning with the sun coming through the window and Nicole in my arms. She was lying there asleep, breathing softly. She woke up and kissed me on the lips. "Thanks so much for coming over last night and for spending the night with me. I had a really good time," she told me. "I had a good time too. We should do this again sometime." "How about right now," she said and smiled. "Sounds good to me." So we got up and brushed our teeth and got back into bed. Nicole lay right on top of me and we made out for a long time. I was so turned on thinking of what we were about to do. "Do you wanna fuck?" she asked. "How?" "Like this," she said and pulled me up so that we were sitting on the bed facing each other. Then she slid one leg under mine and the other on top and pulled me to her so that our pussies were touching. "Oh! I like that," I said. "I thought you would." It felt so good to have her naked, shaved pussy touching mine. We didn't move at first, just sat there with our pussy lips and clits together and had a real heavy make out session with some real passionate kissing. We felt each other's tits and asses while kissing, and then we started moving, grinding our hips so that our clits were rubbing against each other. "God!" I exclaimed. "I love this!" We kept rocking our cunts together; building a rhythm while our pussies got wet and I could feel my clit start throbbing with pleasure. "Oh yeah!" she said. "I love fucking you. God that feels good. Do like it baby? Do you like fucking me?" "Yes!" I replied. "Your pussy feels so good. You've got such a hot little cunt." Hearing her talk like this really added to my arousal. "Let's do a 69," she told me. "Okay but I want you on top. I want to see your hot little ass." "God I love it when you talk dirty to me." She got on top of me; I spread my legs with her head between them. I looked up at her gorgeous butt, her hot little asshole and gorgeous pussy. We started kissing each other's legs and pussies before licking and tongue fucking each other. I was pretty close to an orgasm already from fucking her and it didn't take me very long to get there. I came in a wave of euphoria just as Nicole's body started to shiver and she climaxed with her pussy dripping onto my face. We lay there for a few minutes kissing each other's pussies some more before she turned around and kissed me on the lips. "You're a good fuck," she told me. "You're not bad yourself," I replied. "I gotta get to work," I said and got up and started getting dressed. She watched me as I put my panties on and then my skirt and blouse. "Walk me to the door," I said and she got up naked and held my hand as I walked to her front door and turned around to give her one final kiss. "Let's do this again soon," she said as I turned to walk outside. "You don't have to ask me twice," I said and walked out to my car. I was thoroughly satisfied. I could get used to this.