To a casual observer we would have appeared oblivious to one another's nudity as our conversation resumed and drifted from topic to topic. But there was a sexual tension lurking below the surface that we both pretended didn't exist, for a while anyway.
The increasingly insistent physical yearning eventually broke down my judgment and I climbed up on the side of the pool and sat with my legs spread apart directly in front of Matt. Perhaps ten seconds quietly passed as we gazed into the beckoning abyss.
A barely audible "Pleasure me, Baby" finally broke the silence.
And he did, sweetly...tenderly...and oh so passionately. My clitoris throbbed almost painfully as his lips and tongue gently teased it for what seemed an eternity but was likely closer to twenty minutes. The climax that followed was so intense that my bladder relaxed briefly and a small amount of pee mingled with the vaginal fluids that Matt was slurping enthusiastically. I found it strangely exciting that he probably was unaware that it had even happened.
My loins continued to glow after I recuperated. This was uncharted territory, but somehow it felt natural and comfortable. Without a word being spoken, I headed into the house and he followed.
In my bedroom I retrieved a blindfold from the nightstand and tied it in place over Matt's eyes, then directed him to lie face down on the bed. Alcohol wasn't necessary to see Matt's androgynous characteristics from this vantage point. But it didn't interfere either.
I lit a massage candle with a sensual fragrance and let it burn long enough to produce a pool of warm massage oil. During the melting process I slipped my harness on and fastened a modest-sized attachment to it. As I climbed onto the bed I pressed the start button on my iPod and soon the exquisite improvisational piano music from Keith Jarrett's Koln Concert filled the room.
Matt shivered with anticipation when I poured some of the melted shea butter in the small of his back and began spreading it in all directions with the tips of my fingers. I lingered on his upper body, working in the oil with firm, tender strokes. But by no means did I ignore his lower extremities. He would have been hard pressed to walk without assistance after I finished massaging first his legs and then his feet.
Eventually I arrived at my ultimate destination. Savoring the moment, I paused briefly before pouring warm oil onto his butt and slathering it generously between his cheeks. In no particular hurry, I lay down on top of him and began slithering from side to side.
My nipples tingled with lust as I slid my breasts along the oily contour of his back. As I pleasured Matt with skin-to-skin sensations, I also began teasing his anus with my dildo. At first I rested its length between his ass cheeks and slowly slid it up and down. Progressively I positioned myself lower on his body until the up and down movements resulted in the tip of the dildo nudging his opening on the upstroke.
"Your life is about to change forever," I whispered as I gently eased my phallus past his sphincter.
A contented sigh was the only response.
