0 comments/ 76830 views/ 5 favorites Watching The Green Bikini By: almera It was a warm sunny day in early summer and my daughter was playing over at her childminder’s home. I had driven over to pick her up. I walked up the broad driveway admiring the flowers that filled the front garden. The door was open a little so I pushed it and went through into the large hallway. “Hi, there” shouted Vicky from upstairs, “ grab a beer and have a seat in the front room I’ll be with you in a minute. The kids have all gone down to the pool for the day." I pulled out a beer from the fridge and went into the front room where I noticed that a film was running on the TV. It looked like a home video of their family vacation: dad and the kids were coming down a large water slide with mum operating the camera. It was all rather predictable until I saw that Vicky’s husband, Garth had retrieved the video and pointed it at her. “Wow," I muttered under my breath as she appeared in the lens. I knew that Vicky had a great body as I had lost no opportunity to take a peek whenever I had the chance. She was about 5 foot 3inches with sun streaked hair and dancing blue eyes. Her breasts were smallish but beautifully formed and in profile always seemed to have that curving fullness to them. She often wore thin cotton clothes when the weather was good so I could clearly make out her brief little panties through the material. Once when she bent forward to take some grit from her daughter’s eye I had a full frontal of her breasts. They were tanned allover with thick pinky-brown nipples. Vicky had looked up and caught my eyes but simply smiled and looked away. Watching the holiday video allowed me to see her in a bikini for the first time and what a sight it was. The material was coloured a pale green with small motifs but cut very briefly across her hips with two thin straps at the side meeting in the centre with the smallest piece of fabric imaginable. Rather crudely I wondered how the gash of her sex lips could possibly be covered by such a minute piece of fabric. As I looked at her body chasing over the sand my cock had thickened considerably and was needing urgent adjustment. Her breasts bounced provocatively as she moved around threatening any second to slip free of her top. As I was enjoying myself the image suddenly degraded and fizzed out. “Oh, shit,” I muttered as a snowstorm appeared on the screen. Just as I was about to get up and turn off the machine, the picture resolved itself and Vicky’s face appeared, filling the screen. I could hear someones voice faintly in the background and it sounded like her husband Garth, urging her to do something. The camera pulled back slightly so that the top of her naked shoulders was revealed. “What on earth is going on” I wondered as I continued to stare at her image. Her face changed slightly and a small frown appeared across her brow as though she was concentrating on something. The camera remained still. I could hear Vicky asking Garth to “fast forward “ again. Whatever Garth had done had had the desired effect because Vicky was now looking intently at something behind the lens. Nothing much was happening for several minutes but she was clearly concentrating hard on something because her face was creased with little frowns and pouts from her lips. I just caught a movement from her right shoulder and suddenly I knew what was going on. Garth was filming Vicky playing with herself but only shooting her head and shoulders. He wanted to capture the subtle changes that would appear on her face as she gradually stimulated her body to the moment of orgasm. My cock was pulsing with hardness and I felt its thick length in my fist. This was so erotic: knowing what was going on but not actually seeing very much at all. I looked at the screen intently watching each twitch and movement on her face. Vicky closed her eyes and then opened them again. Her teeth bit her lower lip. The camera moved slightly and I could make out the top few inches of her right shoulder: it was definitely vibrating slightly as the movement of her fingers on her cunt were transmitted up the sinews of her arm. I have never been so aroused in all my life. I could hear Garth’s voice urging her on as her steady movements gradually brought her along the path to her orgasm. Whether she was watching Garth or a video I don’t know but she was getting very turned on. Her shoulder kept slipping into view and was vibrating with an urgency that indicated that she wasn’t far away from her climax. If I’d been in another place I would have pulled my cock out and brought myself to orgasm with her. My cock was certainly telling me it needed a good rubbing. “Oh, you have found this, have you," Vicky’s voice came from just behind my back. I leapt up surprised and tried to hide my erection but her eyes fell to the huge bulge it formed. She was standing in the doorway clutching a towel and clad only in a small bikini. With a jolt I realised it was the same one I’d been ogling on her holiday video. I went past her into the kitchen still feeling aroused after watching her on the video. She came in and stood next to me. I could smell the heated scents of her body: a faint mixture of lemon and coconut from her sun lotion plus some other more primal smell I couldn’t identify. I glanced across and could see the curvature of her tanned breasts as they rose and fell in her costume. Her hand came across and squeezed my stiff cock. “That film really got to you didn’t it” she breathed. Her hand slid up and down my cock making it jerk between her clutching fingers. “Please Vicky don’t tease me” I muttered. Her fingers reached to slide down my zipper and feel inside my pants. She pulled out my stiff cock and gripped it in her hand. “Mmm,"she muttered in admiration “ I’ve made you so-o big” she said as her small fist skimmed gently up and down my length. My purple cockhead had swelled and there was a glistening droplet of cum in the engorged eye at its tip. My hand reached towards her bikini bottoms and cupped the fullness of her mound. My middle finger felt the thin fabric push into her body and found the groove of her sex between her thickened lips. “Ah, ah naughty, no touching” she pouted at me pulling back and releasing my hardening cock. My cock hung at half mast waiting for her hand to resume its soft tugging. “Do you want to look at me in my nice green bikini?” She spun round slowly her hand rubbing across her hips. I nodded. “We should go upstairs then." I followed her up the stairs staring at her rump. As she reached the top of the stairs she bent forward giving me a view of her arse thrust in the air with the curving mound of her sex beneath her cheeks We went into a room and I realised from the bed covering that it was here that Garth had filmed her masturbating for him. “I get the feeling that you are a bit of a watcher. I’ve seen you look at my breasts and pussy when I’m outside.” I tried to hide my surprise that she had seen my furtive glances. “You can look at me now but no touching," she warned. I nodded my assent hardly believing my luck. “ Garth really likes my pussy in this outfit, he thinks it’s been cut to make it thrust out from my hips- like this." She pushed her hips forward so her cunt was pronounced. I groaned with desire and started to slide my hand up and down my cock. “Do you like looking at the bulge of my pussy?” She stretched her legs out in front of her clenching her buttocks so her mound pushed upwards. The green material was struggling to contain the fullness of her sex. I could make out the material as it pulled in ever so slightly between her sex lips. “ Come closer and have a good look, but remember no touching” I moved nearer so I was only a few inches from her. My cock was red and aching for release but I wanted to enjoy this experience as long as possible “I have to make sure that nothing pops out that shouldn’t because that would be naughty” Vicky said slyly. Her fingers adjusted the edge of her costume pulling it ever tighter around her sex and as it moved I could see a mass of curly brown hair bursting to get out. “Garth likes to see if my lips have slipped out when I’m sunbathing, that way it gets him in the mood for a slow juicy fuck. So I tease him by lifting the material a little so just the edges are defined." “Just think, there’s only the thinnest of fabric between a prude and an exhibitionist. What am I? What do you think?” I didn’t reply. She slid the small covering down her legs and I saw the gusset had a thin coating of fluid along its length. She had framed her sex organs with a closely cut bush of brown curls sculpted around her labia. The outer lips were darker and very pronounced being entirely free of hair. Her fingers teased them open to reveal the pinker inner labia: full and loose with each fold of skin beautifully formed culminating at the top with a small gathering around her clitoral hood. Her fingers fell to her soft opening. “That’s my hole as I’m sure you know” she teased. “She looked serious for a second: "Only Garth is allowed inside this" her fingers strayed around her lower lips. She raised her thighs slightly revealing her anus. "That's my bottom hole but I like to be really clean before I allow Garth in there" she laughed softly. Her finger tips grazed around the puckered brown star. It started to contract as her fingers teased it gently. "Ooh, that makes me feel all tingly if I tease the opening. Round and round the garden, like a honey bear…," she spoke the nursery rhyme as her small finger caressed the entrance to her anus. The soft stimulation was making it spasm and contract. “I’d better stop doing that," she said, “otherwise I will have to go to the bathroom in front of you and we wouldn’t want that…not today anyway," Vicky said coyly. My legs were stretched out in front of me with my cock bobbing and twitching as I stared at her show. She came over and gripped my cock. I could smell the scents and stimulations coming from her cunt. My eyes were rooted on her just a few inches from my straining cock. ”Would you like me to stroke your hard cock while you watch me?” Her fingers drifted up my length until they reached the drooling ooze at the tip where they slowly massaged the fluid around the cockhead pulling the foreskin down to allow herself full access to its contours. Her hands weighed my balls tickling and stroking them so they jerked and twitched beneath the skin. Her finger dipped into her sex and emerged with some of her own fluid which she delicately added to my own pre cum. “There,” she said proudly, “you’ve got some of me on you now." I slid my hand upwards so my foreskin covered my cockhead mixing our juices together. Vicky smiled in satisfaction as she saw the lust in my eyes. “You naughty person you’ve made me all excited looking at that lovely big cock of yours. I’m going to have to make myself come soon," Vicky said rubbing the top of her mound in a quick circular motion. “ I want you to stroke yourself for me while we both watch each other," she ordered. I needed no second bidding since I had been holding myself back savouring each second of this voyeuristic fantasy. Her eyes narrowed, “do you want to come now. I don’t think I can hold on much longer." ”Are you going to squirt your lovely hot sperm over me?" She opened her thick sex lips which had become slick with excitement. “Go on pump your big cock for me. That’s it, work that foreskin up and down” I moaned with pleasure as my fist skimmed wetly up my reddened cock slimy with my own pre-cum. Her fingers frantically flew across her clitoris making a wet slushy sound from her vaginal juices. My hand was pulling down roughly on my cock desperately straining for release, the eye oozing continual pre-cum with the nearness of orgasm. “Oooh, here I come!” I shouted as I pulled down powerfully on my cock exposing the engorged glans, my eyes fixed on her slippery sex, its lips splayed obscenely wide as her fingers messily masturbated her self. Huge ribbons of creamy sperm flew through the air spattering and spraying her vibrating fingers, mixing with her own orgasmic juices, our eyes locked on one another in mutual shattering orgasm. Watching The Green Bikini Ch. 2 I had been thinking about my experiences with Vicky (see "Watching the Green Bikini") and had met her several times but on no occasion had she mentioned what we had done. She had looked after my child a few times but had avoided any hint of what was to come. She rang me one afternoon to tell me that she had some toys she had collected for the yard sale and wondered whether any of them would be suitable for my daughter to have. I drove the short distance to her home and pulled up in front of the imposing Colonial pillars and white boarding. The door was open and I called out her name as I went in. Vicky was sitting in the large formal room which opened out onto the yard. She was wearing a thin ethnic bathing robe which stopped just below her hips affording me a glimpse of her athletic, tanned legs. Sunlight flooded into the soft cream and brown interior of the room. "Hi, how have you been? I thought we might have part two of our game today." My cock immediately jerked in my pants: the earlier erotic experience had been so powerful I had masturbated myself to many powerful orgasms as I had recalled our earlier meeting. "Sit in the easy chair over there," she ordered. The game had begun. I did so and she came up to me and bound my arms with some cord she had hidden in her robe. "That's so you don't feel tempted to relieve yourself as the game goes on," she giggled and stepped back. She faced me and looked me squarely in the eyes before releasing the sash on her robe. It fell apart to reveal the green bikini she was wearing during our earlier encounter. I gasped with excitement as she let the thin robe cascade down her body. She did a sultry pirouette allowing me to see every inch of her magnificent body. She stopped and with a thoughtful expression, sank to the rich cream carpet facing sideways to where I was sitting. She wanted me to look at her. My eyes began to take in every inch of her tight bronzed body. Her chiseled profile with her soft lips slightly parted that were so, so kissable. My eyes swept downwards to her softly moving breasts rising and falling in the bikini. Downwards again to that oh, so small piece of fabric barely covering her hips-the hip bone and smooth upper thighs open to my gaze. I tore my eyes away from her cunt and looked down, her legs now parted. I noticed that her left ankle had a small gold chain around it. A movement caught my eyes. Her fingers were resting on her cunt mound softly circling the shape and dimension of her pubic bone. Round and round the prominent bulge that always got me hard. Her hand raised so just her middle finger began to caress the centre of her groin pushing the green Lycra in bit by bit so that her fleshy labia were starkly outlined. Vicky raised her left leg so highlighting the plumpness of her sex her finger stroking and teasing her sex gash. She slowly began to open her thighs wider, wider, so the green material threatened to snap under the strain. She knew that my eyes were riveted on the gap between the bikini and her inner thigh and that I was straining to see what hid beneath it. Her hand reached forward slowly lifting the front of the bikini a little giving me a peak at her lips but not her gash-that would be giving too much away. She undid her bikini top and her breasts bounced free. Her pale brown nipples began to pucker and grow and I stared at the rubbery protrusion, desperate to be allowed to masturbate my cock. Languidly, as though she was unaware of my presence Vicky slowly eased down her bottoms. I groaned with desire as at last I could see those gorgeous lips with the pale inner labia peeking out. Looking me in the eye she traced the tip of her finger between her lips up and down in a blatantly masturbatory rhythm. She flipped over onto her front and began to part her thighs. I could see her fleshy labia peeking from between her buttocks. She slid up onto her knees now pointing her cheeks at me running her finger up and down her vulva. My cock was tenting my pants and it was impossible to relieve the pressure. "Please Vicky, I pleaded " take down my pants." She got to her feet and crawled over to where I was sitting. Leaning over she slid down my pants causing my hardening cock to spring upright. "Mmm, such a lovely willing cock" she mused "it's always happy to see me" said Vicky as she weighed up the fat, veiny appendage, "It's certainly bigger than Garth's" she murmured caressing the hardening length gently "but you know what they say, size isn't everything." My cock slowly began to jerk upright the foreskin sliding back of its own accord revealing the purple glans. I wanted Vicky to relieve me so much but she was determined to extend the masturbatory experience as long as possible. She turned away and returned to her spot just in front of me. This time she began a slow lascivious up and down thrusting of her hips pushing her swollen cunt high into the air and then down again. Up and down up and down, as though replicating the thrusting of a lover's cock deep inside her passage. I stared mesmerised imagining my cock thrusting inside her body imagining her hot, sticky vagina gripping and milking me, Vicky's pleading voice urging me on. Her eyes met mine. "Mmm, your cock looks as though it would like to be inside me," she said staring at my twitching member. Pre-cum had started to ooze out of the swollen tip. "Do you think a lot about putting your cock inside here?," she taunted circling her vaginal entrance. "I bet you play with your cock a lot thinking about our games. Is that true?" "Yes," I moaned staring at her body. Standing up, she walked towards me her breasts bouncing gently with each step. She bent her legs as she neared me and began to ease her self across my chest. My hard member briefly felt the heat of her exposed gash as she slid her thighs across me. I could detect the strong feminine odours of her opened sex as its puffy thickness drew closer to my head. Her hand carefully opened each labia carefully and I stared at her inner core, pink and enticing. Positioning herself at the top of my chest her brow furrowed. She grunted softly, concentrating, "here it comes, I've saved all this for you." "Aaaah, yes" she sighed as a jet of urine squirted from her gash and splattered across my head and shoulders. Vicky bore down steadily, stopping and starting the flow with her internal muscles. My chest and neck ran with her discharge. She reached over to pick up a towel and as she did a rubbery nipple grazed my mouth and nose. She gently wiped me dry. She shuffled forward so that she was almost squatting over my head. Her fingers softly circled her vagina and I cold see the shiny residue of her urine on her fleshy labia. Her finger swept downwards towards her anus. She began to stroke and caress the opening over and over. I could see the star shaped hole beginning to open and close again as the stimulation continued. Her middle finger slipped into her passage and then withdrew. The hole was fully open now and she strained to release its contents. My nose was assailed with a heady smell of odours and secretions. "Do you want me to do this, eh?" "Do you want everything from my body?" Without warning she climbed off me and ran to the bathroom. I looked at my cock again: dribbles of pre-cum had stared to ooze down my glans. Vicky returned and paused by my chair looking at my bound body. Her hand closed round my cock. At last! The release I was desperate for. Her grip twisted and slid moving my foreskin over and around the head so one moment it was covered and the next revealed. "Mmm, your cock gets so hard for me. Do you like me rubbing you like this." Her hand continued its slow masturbation. "Yes." "Is it better than doing it yourself?" "Just a few more pulls Vicky," I groaned "I'm almost there," thrusting my hips up into her hand. She pulled down the foreskin once more then placed her middle finger alone on the skin at the back of the glans. "This is the way I frig myself when Garth's away on business. First, nice and slow teasing and stroking..mmm, and then.." her finger increased its stimulation to the point where I was bucking my cock up and down. "Ooh you like that don't you!" Laughing, she suddenly released my member making it slap against my belly, drops of pre-cum splattering across it. "Just one more part of the game to get you really nice and hard for me," she taunted. "This is just for you since you've been so good, but remember do exactly as I say otherwise our game is over" I was past caring, my mind was so filled with the smells and sounds of sex I would have done anything to continue the experience. She faced me inching between my spread thighs closer and closer to my cock. Reaching down Vicky pulled down my cock and directed the head into her vulva, slowly wiping it up and down her sex exploring and probing her folds. My glans was collecting and smoothing her juices around her folds. The bulbous head lightly touched her open vagina. "I want you to put just the tip of your cock into me then throb it for me as though you're trying to cum," she breathed, her eyes forming slits. I eased the straining head forward into the outer softness of her vagina. I could feel her heat collecting around my glans. I throbbed my cock and she responded by squeezing her vaginal muscles teasing me always teasing me. I throbbed again hoping that I would be able to come this way. She responded pulling and squeezing my penis in her passage. The sexual tension built up until at last I thrust my hips forward desperate to plunge my entire length into her cunt. "Ah, ah naughty, naughty- you're not allowed any further in me otherwise our game stops" she chided me. Her vagina muscles squeezed me one more time, milking my cock. Vicky suddenly pulled back. "That's enough-I don't want you getting too excited!" My cock slapped back coated with her fluids. I moaned again with frustration. "Are you ready to cum yet? Or do you want me to tease you more?" "Please make me cum, Vicky," I begged. She laughed softly and reached behind her. Turning again she waved her bikini bottoms at me. "These are what you love looking at so I thought you could feel them on your nice big cock." Fitting them into her palm she wrapped the gusset around my member leaving the purple mushroom exposed drooling with pre-cum. Her fist slowly worked my cock up and down in a tortuously slow rhythm. "Is that too fast for you? Do you want me to go slower?" "No, no faster Vicky, I need to cum so much" "Like this," she giggled masturbating me rapidly. "Oooh, yes keep going Vicky I'm nearly there!" My groin bucked up and down in her hand the bikini becoming coated with my pre-cum. "Tut, tut you know what they say, "speed kills," and slowed her pace right down again. I moaned with frustration thrusting my hips frantically to reach my orgasm. I could feel it building inexorably now. My thigh muscles were taut. She reached down and pulled one of the knots tying my arm to the chair. "Put your fingers inside me," she ordered, breathing heavily. I thrust my hand into her vulva and found it burning with desire the sloppy lips slick with her vaginal juices. "Yeah, go on pump it into me," she moaned her hand moving faster on my cock whilst her hips moved up and down on my fingers. I could hold on no more, seeing her face screwed up in passion her bikini covered hand wrapped round my straining cock, I groaned loudly thrusting my cock hard into her hand feeling the Lycra around my skin, pumping, squirting, thrusting, gouts of sticky, smelly sperm over her face...