This little getaway was the best idea I ever had. I knew that even before I saw Jennifer Lawrence in that one piece, cleavage baring red swimsuit before we went into my pool today. Always best to be sure, though.
Though we hadn't been together for too long, it was fortunate that we started out while her schedule was open for once. As such, it was far easier to set up this little weekend getaway at my house. A little late Friday afternoon swim in my pool seemed like the perfect way to start.
Leaving aside all the erections I had to hide both in and out of the pool. Especially inside, when Jennifer jumped around in the water, swam near me in the water, and generally got wet in the water. As if it wasn't easy enough to think of those hypnotic boobs popping out just a little more from that suit - since they were certainly wet enough too.
We hadn't gone far enough for boob action, or any other major action, quite yet. But given how she was staying the weekend, I had to consider that it was on the table. Yet I wasn't going to bring it up if she wasn't - although actions and swimsuits could speak louder than words.
Still, Jennifer didn't make any deliberate moves on me in that swimsuit, and that water. She didn't make them when she changed back into regular clothes, ate with me and longed around on the couch with me either. All it did was store up even more...memories to access during bedtime, when I could alter them to be more...graphic.
Of course, doing that tonight while Jennifer was right in my guest room would be problematic. Then again, holding off for three straight nights was just...well, impractical would be the kindest way to describe it. Maybe if I was quiet and didn't go to bed early enough for her to suspect anything...
So I announced I was heading to bed at a reasonable hour, while Jennifer said she'd stay in the living room and finish watching TV before turning in. I kissed her good night, lingering just enough to inspire me, but not long enough for her to see how much. Hiding that kind of inspiration had become a great skill of mine around her.
I hid it until I got to my room, got into my pajamas and jumped under the covers. Still, I didn't reach for anything right away. I still had to finish getting through the whole "masturbating to my sexy, award-winning semi-girlfriend while she's in the other room" issue - and I had to steel myself so I would last longer than a minute once I did.
It took about two minutes until I reached down to touch my cock. I spent another minute just slowly stroking it, with no thoughts coming to mind in particular. Once I felt confident, I began to access my vault of Jennifer thoughts and images - but I didn't count on a sound getting in the way.
Much less the sound of my bedroom door knocking. Or Jennifer's voice calling, "Are you asleep yet?"
"No!" I answered with more panic than I should have.
"Thought not," I heard her say much more calmly.
"Good guess," I said, buying time while I slipped my sweatpants back on. "Give me a second and I'll let you in."
"No, I don't need that yet. I wanted to say some things first," Jennifer said. "You don't even have to get out of bed right now."
"Well...if you say so," I went along with it, while still getting my pants on and willing my erection to go down. It was manageable by the time Jennifer spoke again.
"Look, I know some of this is weird. You didn't want to make it weirder by bringing up certain things, I know. Like what bed I sleep in, how far you expect us to go with sex stuff, those things. I didn't bring them up either, but it's not because I didn't want to!" she explained.
"It's because I had my own ideas on that stuff. I just wanted to wait till now to...try them out."
I almost wanted to pinch my cock to make sure I wasn't dreaming. But that would be going too far. Maybe it was best not to put pressure on it for other reasons now too...
"I hope you know how much I like you. I don't whip out that one piece and ignore erections that blatantly for everyone," Jennifer revealed. "And this weekend's a real chance to take it easy and let loose. And not the 'quirky, girl next door' kinda loose they're used to from me by now."
There was an obvious joke to make about looseness, but I wasn't going to be the one to say it. Instead I asked, "What should I get used to, then?" which was more diplomatic.
"Right now, I'm not Jennifer Lawrence. You can't see the quotation marks I made around my name, but trust me, I made them," Jennifer assured. "For this weekend, I'm just someone who wants to spend her vacation going crazy with her guy for the first time. That's a normal thing to do, and I'm supposed to be the 'normal' it girl, right?"
"I sensed the quotation marks that time," I answered instead, keeping me steady for another few seconds. I now felt ready enough to ask, "So, are you quote unquote coming in, then?"
"If you're decent enough," Jennifer said.
"I sense irony in there somewhere," I laughed off - the only thing I could do without feeling nerves. Even though one part of me certainly didn't feel nervous.
"No, it's just me being impatient," she responded. "I know you've been patient enough. I've tested the limits of what little patience I have too. In fact, I kind of gave up on it already."
On that note, I saw the doorknob turn.
Before I could prepare myself, I saw Jennifer enter my room. Before I could take her in, she turned around and closed the door. She stayed there as a few other facts dawned on me.
Like the fact her back was completely bare. And that the only piece of clothing I could see was the back of a black pair of panties. Even that didn't do too much to hide Jennifer's...speech-defying ass. And nothing hid the lusciously curved upper body located above it.
All that was hiding the front of it was Jennifer not turning around. And she promptly took care of that.
"They're not crammed up in a swimsuit, but..." Jennifer explained. She said it like it was supposed to make up for something. Seeing those round, full tits underneath those chest freckles and above those incredible, finally bare curves...well, there was nothing to apologize for.
"God..." I said under my breath, although the smile Jennifer gave suggested I sounded louder than that. I started to sit up, but Jennifer made me stiffen up - even more so - by crawling onto the bed. She headed towards me on her hands and knees, her breasts hanging down enticingly and her ass wiggling even hotter.
My eyes wandered all over her ass and naked back, until they got back to her face. Before I glanced down below, Jennifer distracted me by placing her lips on mine. I had no choice but to close my eyes and kiss back, though I could hardly keep up with the way her lips glided on mine and slid into my mouth.
Her tongue followed by the time I got my hands involved, placing them on her back. While we'd made out and touched a bit already, I'd never felt this much naked skin on her - and I already couldn't get enough. But that theory might be tested down the road...
I rubbed up and down her back and waist, unsure of whether to go higher or lower. Yet Jennifer made the decision for me, once she broke off and sat on her knees. I sat myself up on my knees as well, getting the covers off me. This left only one thing to cover my own bulging genitals.
"Touch them," Jennifer suggested. Before she could make it an order, my hands eagerly obeyed. They felt so soft and they were overflowing just right in my hands. I rubbed them together right as Jennifer said, "Mmm...now kiss them."
Putting my head down, I kissed the top of Jennifer's left breast with the same slow, steamy passion I used on her lips. I did the same to her right breast, then followed up right on her cleavage as my hands pushed her chest up. My face stayed between her tits as I licked, sucked and nibbled away at each of them, while rubbing and cupping them underneath.
Jennifer followed suit by letting a hand trail down my shirt, stopping right at the top of my pants. I felt her pull the front of them down, just as my mouth engulfed her left nipple. I suckled away and stopped right before her hand brushed my cock - which kept me from suckling away at her right breast longer than it should have.
"Okay...you got to kiss and suck something that was teasing you all day. Now let me do the same," Jennifer requested. To make it easier, I threw the covers and my pants off the bed, sitting right up and lying against the wall while Jennifer laid down between my legs.
"Well, well..." Jennifer commented. Without another word, she took my cock into her left hand, rested her right on my thigh, and lowered her head down.
She started by teasing my tip with her tongue, sliding over my slit until she covered it. Her lips soon followed, very slowly sucking my head into her mouth. When it got in, she opened up and took more of my cock in much faster.
Jennifer sucked my whole top half down before breaking off, then licking up and down the bottom half. She soon made my entire cock completely wet, although the tip was getting wet on its own - especially when she started full on bobbling on me.
Her tongue worked itself all over my cock as her mouth suckled away. But she popped off and sat herself up a bit, so that she could press me against her breast. She rubbed the saliva and wetness on my erection onto her breasts, when she wasn't rubbing my head onto her nipples.
"Oh, that feels good," Jennifer credited. Yet she rolled off the bed and went down to the floor, sitting on her knees. I sat myself on the edge of the bed in front of her, which gave her reign to lift herself back up and cover my cock with her tits.
"Oh, that feels even better," Jennifer followed up, and I wordlessly agreed. She pumped her breasts up and down my cock, dipping her tongue out to lick my head every several seconds. Eventually, I started thrusting between her tits myself and she let me take over the fucking.
Jennifer held the side of her tits as I fucked them, and I soon put my fingers on her nipples as well. "Squeeze them," she got more vocal, and I responded just how she wanted.
