1 comments/ 69943 views/ 4 favorites Hot Summer's Night By: yayo233 It had been three months since my first marvelous encounter with Jennifer. I figured it was a one time thing. You know, just being in the right place at the right time with the right circumstances. Needless to say, I was plenty happy and surprised when Jennifer and her roomate Sandy showed up on my door step on a hot summer night. "Hi Mr. Geller. What's up?" Jennifer asked in her usual bubbly girlish manner. "Jennifer," I exclaimed, "How have you been?' I rose from my porch swing and gave her a gentle hug and a peck on the forehead. "I've been good. Just glad to be taking a break from school. You remember my girlfriend Sandy, huh?" "Yes, yes, Sandy how are you?" I reached over and shook her hand. "So college is getting to you?" "Yeah. Nursing school is really tough. I plan to really hang loose during the summer break." "So, to what do I owe such a pleasurable visit from my two lovely neighbors?" "Our air conditioner broke and we were going down to get some ice cream to cool off when I saw you and decided to come and say what's up.? "Well, thank you. Would you girls like to come in for some lemonade?" Jennifer looks at Sandy who gives her a wink and they both smile and follow me into my home. "You girls can have a seat and I'll run and get us some lemonade." I run back to the kitchen and put some glasses, a pitcher of lemonade, and a bowl full of ice on a tray and head back to the livingroom. "O.K., help yourself," I say as I place the tray on the coffee table. They both smile and grab a glass, fill it with ice and pour themselves some lemonade. As they sit back and drink their lemonade, I notice that Jennifer's boobs are still as firm and perky as ever. And she still doesn't believe in wearing a bra because I can see the bottom of her boos peaking out from beneath her cut off t-shirt as she downs her drink. "Wow, I guess I was really thirsty," Jennifer says as she blushes. "Don't worry, there's plenty more where that came from. "So, Mr. Geller, Jennifer tells me you wife was a nurse," Sandy says. "Yes, she was and I'm sure you gals will make wonderful nuses just like she was." "Oh, that's so sweet," Jennifer says in a child like voice. "See Sandy, I told you he was a sweetheart and handsome." Now I'm blushing. "He certainly is," Sandy agrees. "It's so hot tonight. I just can't seem to cool down." "Here try this," Jennifer says as she reaches for an ice cube and begins to rub Sandy's neck with the ice. "Oh yeah. That's much better," Sandy moans as she closes her eyes and rolls her head back to rest on the couch. Jennifer continues to rub the ice up and down Sandy's neck, across her forehead and around to her pink lips. When the ice hits her lips she opens them and sucks on the ice and Jennifer's fingers. Feeling a little light headed, I take a seat on the love seat in the coner. Jennifer and Sandy both look over at me. "Oh, don't mind me girls. Please act like I'm not even here." With that said, Jennifer grabs another piece of ice, puts it in her mouth, and crouches down between Sandy's legs and starts to rub the ice around her flat stomach and slowly inches her way up to Sandy's breast that are also peeking out beneather her cut off t-shirt. She brings the ice back down then up again execpt this time she continues up to Sandy's supple, long neck. Jennifer is guiding the ice around Sandy's neck with here mouth and now she's sitting on Sandy's lap and Sandy is gently rubbing Jennifer's back and firm ass. Jennifer guides the ice to Sandy's pink lips and Sandy opens wide to receive the ice. Now they are engulfed in a deep, wet kiss. Sandy is grabbing Jennifer's ass and spreading her firm cheeks through here hot pink shorts. Jennifer has a firm grasp of Sandys red hair and is pulling at it as she crams her tongue down her throat. Jennifer releases her grasp on Sandy's hair and slide down between her legs. She lifts Sandy's tiny t-shirt and removes it and exposes a set of marvelous, creamy white, tear drop tits that couldn't be more perfect if you paid for them. Jennifer begins to play with her erect nipples with her tongue. Circling one nipple then moving to the next one. Then sucking softly. Then sucking harder and harder. And the harder she sucked the louder Sandy moaned and whimpered. Jennifer snatches off her own shirt and Sandy grabs her erect nipples and pinces and twists them as Jennifer continued to suck and fondle her breast. Jennifer slides out of her hot pink shorts and begins to rub her fingers between her wet slit. That did it. That put me over the top. I couldn't take it anymore. I freed my throbbing dick from my pants and began to stroke it slowly. Sandy looked over at me and smiled. Jennifer slid Sandy out of her denim daisy dukes and spread her legs wide open to show off Sandy's hairless sopping wet, pink pussy. Jennifer slowly licks Sandy from her asshole to swollen clit. "Mmmm, tastes like lemonade," Jennifer said before diving into Sandy's waiting pussy with her tongue and fingers. As I watch Sandy pull and lick her own nipples and scream in extasy, my excitement grows and is pushed to the brink. Just when I feel like I can't take anymore of this visual stimulation, the girls turn their attention to me. "I think Mr. Geller needs some personal attention Jennifer," Sandy says as she pushes Jennifer away. "I think your right." Then both girls get on all fours and begin to crawl over to me with a look of hunger and pure lust in their eyes. As they approach my anticipation of the dirty deeds about to take place flow through my mind and my dick aches from the thought of such pleasure. Now both girls are crouched at my feet. Jennifer reaches for my pants and takes them off as Sandy removes my t-shirt. I reach for Sandy and grab her by the waist. I pull her up and position her on my lap so we're face to face and her ass is in Jennifer's face. I reach my hands under her thighs and caress her ass. Then I lift her up to my face so I can get a better view of that hairless pussy. It's the most beautiful pussy I've seen in a while. I can't resist it. I flick out my tongue at her clit brushing it lightly. She shakes and moans. The next time I hold open her pussy to get a better view of her tiny hole and probe my tongue in and out and she moans louder. I look up at her and say, "Jennifer was right. It does tast like lemonade." She smiles and pushes my head back to her wet pussy. I continue to suck and lick her and I feel Jennifer's tongue working in and out of Sandy's pussy from behind. I open her legs wider so we both can have better access to Sandy's tasty pussy. "Lick my ass," Sandy moans and Jennifer does with no hesitation. "Ohhhh yeahhhh." As Jennifer continue's to probe Sandy's ass with her tongue, I stick my thumb into her pussy and begin to suck and flick her clit feverishly with my tongue. Sandy's shaking uncontrollably and her moans of extacy turn to screams of pleasure. We both continue to orally fuck Sandy until she cums and collapses on top of me. As I suck and caress her nipples, I feel my dick being covered in a warm wetness. Jennifer is now servicing me. Sucking, licking, and fondling my dick with such intensity that it was just a matter of time before I released my load all over her pretty face. Sandy crawls off of me and sits face to face with Jennifer. "I think we should return Jennifer's pleasure two fold Mr. Geller." "I couldn't agree more", I say and get on the floor behind Jennifer. Sandy grabs Jennifer by the hair and gives her one of the longest deepest kisses I've ever seen. Then she lays down on her stomach and exposes Jennifer's nearly hairless pussy. She takes a long slow lick of Jennifer's pussy causing her to arch her back and moan in pleasure. This only encourages Sandy to lick and suck and probe even more. Just when I hear Jennifer about to reach her breaking point, I push her forward on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. I grab my now engorged dick and shove it into her wet tight pussy. This too causes her to arch her back and moan in pleasure. I slowly pull my dick out and Sandy rolls onto her back and sliding under Jennifer, leaving her pussy in Jennifer's face and her face in Jennifer's pussy. I begin to fuck Jennifer slowly from behind as Sandy continues to suck and lick her clit. I start to fuck her harder and faster. Sandy sucks harder and faster. The harder and faster I fuck, the harder and Sandy sucks. Now Jennifer's moan of pleasure have turned to screams of pain and unimaginable pleasure. I'm quickly reaching my breaking point. Sandy's fingering and fondling her own clit as she continues to work on Jennifer's clit with her tongure. Jennifer begins to shake and jerk involuntarily. We are all just a few more strokes, flicks and sucks away form becoming one big O. I lick my thumb and insert it into Jennifer's asshole. The deeper it goes the more she shakes. As I shove my dick into her pussy and my thumb in her ass she broke. She began to shake and moan out in uncontainable pleasure that I let loose into her contracting pussy. As I pulled out I watch as my juices dripped from Jennifer's pussy into Sandy's mouth as she too moaned out in uncontainable pleasure as she came on her own fingers. When the moaning stopped and we all caught our breaths, we just smiled and giggled as I lay sandwiched between my two college nursing student neighbors on the floor of my home. Who ever thought a broken air conditioner and lemonade would lead to this. Hot Summer's Night "I can't believe you talked me into wearing this," Amy muttered. "What?" I tried not to grin, but how could I not? The love of my life, the woman I wanted to spend my life, gave me a dirty look. She had agreed that I could pick her movie for the drive-in. For a brilliant woman, she occasionally made mistakes. That would be why she was currently decked out in white stockings, heels, white blouse without a bra, and a short jean skirt--without, of course, panties. It went wonderfully with her naturally pale skin and contrasted even better with her long, dark brown hair and expressive hazel eyes. "How am I supposed to go to the bathroom in this?" she demanded, and I lost the battle with the grin as I shrugged. "Same way as always, I think. Just don't get in somebody's car no matter how much they offer; it could be a vice cop." It was worth the bruise on my right shoulder. The drive to Northfield took a while, and I amused myself by sliding Amy's skirt up around her waist and gently teasing her clit as the miles flew by. She didn't say anything, but by the way her hips kept shifting I knew I had her attention. The slick, humid juices on my fingertips kept my attention too, so much so I almost sideswiped the tractor trailer in the left highway lane. Amy's startled yelp melded with my curse, and I swerved back into my lane. "Okay, kid, I think that's enough of that," she said sardonically as she took my hand by the wrist. My complaint died when she licked my fingers clean one at a time, and I struggled to stay focused. "Oh sure, it's all my fault." My protests were weak, though, and we laughed together while enjoying the rest of the drive in relative chastity. The summer night was beautiful, and I revelled in it. This time we'd arrived with plenty of time to spare and only had to wait in line for a few minutes before the gatekeeper took our money and we drove into the lot. The Northfield Drive-in, open for more than forty years, had now become a regular stop for us, almost 'our spot'. The smell of fresh grass and the nearby pine trees filled the air, and a soft, cool breeze kept the bugs and late summer heat at bay. We parked in the middle of the lot and set up the SUV with a speed born of practice. I backed into the spot, and we put the rear seats down. A blanket went beneath us, pillows rested on the back of the front seats, and another blanket set to the side in case the night air got chill. I popped the rear window, turned the radio to the proper FM station, and we were set. The first movie was the usual summer drek, all big explosions, excessive exposition, and limited plot. I contented myself with mostly kissing my way up and down Amy's neck while she demanded to be allowed to watch the movie. When the first flick of the double feature ended she finally gave in to the demands of her bladder and almost ran to the public restrooms, and I burst out in loud laughter at the way her stockings glowed in the dark. When she got back and hopped into the car, Amy struggled out of her heels. "That's it," Amy snapped. "These things have got to go." She began rolling the left stocking down her leg, but I stopped her with a hand on hers. "Hold on," I chuckled. "I'll do it for you." The stockings felt electrified to me, sending tingles through my palm and I stroked one hand up her leg from ankle to thigh. I had to swallow against a suddenly dry mouth, and I felt Amy do the same as the previously dry air got hot and heavy. Both silent, we watched the dark shadow of my hand on her ephemeral stocking and I pushed up further. The jean skirt slid to her hips and I slid down, all the way down, to crouch at Amy's feet, and brushed my lips against both her delicate ankles in soft, tender kisses. Lit only by the flickering lights of the movie, she looked like an angel, eyes dark and huge. "You have to stop," Amy whispered, though she didn't sound sure. "Someone will see." "Half the crowd left at the end of the first picture," I responded. "Now hush." Anything else she had to say died away as I kissed up her thighs, alternating with each tender touch, until finally the smooth, tender skin of her shaved lips met mine. Sweet like cotton candy and intensely aromatic, her juices filled my mouth as I began to lick, sweetly probing inside her. When Amy sighed I pulled you down further to better gain access to her clit, already hard and swollen from my attentions. Amy's hands suddenly tangled in my hair and her hips bucked again and again, urging me on. I did not hesitate in sucking her clit between my lips, lashing it gently, and I slid one hand up her body, pausing to squeeze her breasts in turn before clamping over her mouth and nose. She struggled not to struggle against the asphyxiation, arching against me and writhing in ecstasy as the orgasm overpowered her. Part of me was glad the windows were up; part of me was disappointed, in the dark, demented way Amy always brought out in me. The rest of me wanted to open the rear door all the way and take her then and there for all to see. Amy's muffled whimpers died away to the point I felt safe removing my hand, and I did so before she grabbed my hand and pulled it back to her lips, sucking the first two fingers deep into you, tongue rolling around and around. "Fuck me," she mumbled around them, and I wasted no time in doing so. We both fumbled at my belt, laughing breathlessly as we did, and when we finally got my jeans and boxer-briefs low enough for my hard cock to bounce out, slapping against the bottom of her chin, Amy bent her head to take me into her mouth. I grabbed her by that long, dark hair when she did, pulling her back up. Amy looked surprised, from what I could see in the dark, but I didn't want to waste any time. I pushed her down onto her back and smothered her cries with my lips, tongue forcing in even as my swollen prick forced its way in with no lubrication but her juices. She arched up, slim legs wrapping around my waist, and we moved together in that ancient, intimately known way men and women have since Eve first accepted Adam into her. Amy panted in my ear with every thrust and I murmured sweet nothings into hers as her rolling hips urged me ever closer to the edge. It didn't take long; the crowd around us, her needy desperation and my own inferno of desire sent me spiralling over the edge of sanity into that blissful place where you and I met alone. I came into Amy, again and again, my cum sucked deep into her body. I collapsed against her, still hard and still buried to the hilt. We kissed then, softly, gently, and as our tongues tangled I slipped free, gasping at the cool night air. Only then did I slide up to push into Amy's mouth, groaning as her soft tongue fluttered around me. When every drop of our mingled juices had been sucked away she let me drop, and I collapsed again to hold her. As I brushed Amy's hair. breathing deeply of that musky scent we made in our love, shesuddenly giggled. I looked down, though I could see little. "What's so funny?" "I'm still wearing these stupid stockings."