For fifteen minutes or more I had been on the receiving end of a wonderful back massage at Cathy’s insistence. We were both still naked and she was sitting astride my buttocks. Every time she reached forward the combined residues from her pussy would seep from her body and trickle down the crack of my arse. I arched my back slightly.
“You like that do you? The feeling of our juices flowing from me down your behind?” she asked playfully.
“Absolutely!” I exclaimed, a big smile spreading across my face. She reached down and pushed her finger between my cheeks. I groaned loudly to signify my pleasure but to my disappointment she immediately withdrew.
“Roll over for me please, you’re done this side,” she whispered into my ear. Lifting herself slightly, I was able to changing our positions without a major disentanglement and when I had flattened out on my back she sat back down this time placing her come soaked mound directly on my flaccid dick.
“Now, tell me all about Michelle?” she asked, softly massaging my chest with her gentle hands. Cathy also deftly manoeuvred her lower body so that my resurrecting penis was now centred along her heated slit, her every movement slowly massaging me to full erection.
“Well, let’s see. Michelle has been the object of my licentious mind ever since she and her family moved in next door some ten years ago.” I started.
“Oh goodie,” she girlishly squealed, “you’re starting from the beginning.”
“Are you mocking me?”
“Would I do a thing like that?” she retorted, pushing her mushy labia firmly down my shaft. I let her comment go and pushed on with my story.
“She is not stunningly beautiful but I think she is quite attractive. Her mousy-blonde shoulder length hair combined with her well looked after figure do make you look twice if not a third time, even after three children. I do know from personal experience she is a regular swimmer, which accounts for the firmness of her muscles as well as the pertness of her breasts.” I smiled cheekily.
“Mmmm, go on,” murmured Cathy although I was not sure which made her react so, the mention of Michelle’s firm breasts or the rubbing of my cock along her now flooding snatch. Possibly both was my assumption.
“She carry’s her 5’ 6” frame with an air of quiet determination that, when she combines it with a body hugging top, leaves a male quite disarmed. She likes to wear sleeveless tops with three quarter pants or jeans.”
“You do realise that I plan to fuck you as you tell me these details.” Cathy blurted.
“No argument from me.” I replied, pinching her hardened nipples.
“What did you do to/with her the first time you were together?”
“It started like this. I reminded her of a time some years earlier when her daughter was home from school and I called round to apologise for a renovation related issue. Anyway, she curled up as we chatted and then she started to lift the waist-hem of the top she was wearing. Michelle calmly stopped the rise of her top from revealing her midriff. I told her she made the comment ‘he does not what to see up there’. My heart was positively pounding in my ears, hoping Michelle would react in a positive way, but I was also trying to be realistic enough to know it probably was a forlorn hope.”
“I see! So there was more to the recollection!” Cathy said, curiously using the same words as Michelle had done. “And what did you say?”
“At the time I said nothing. I shyly looked away.” Cathy’s rhythmic movements had increased in tempo but, fortunately, I was too caught up in my relating of the experience to take direct notice.
“”What would you do if, say, that situation played out right now?” Michelle said to me looking me directly in the eye.
“I think I should be the judge of that”. I said immediately.
”Michelle responded “I see” and with her clear hazel eyes looking straight at me as she raised her top to reveal her glorious chest, her bra pulling tight across her breasts, deepening her cleavage dramatically. “So, this is what you really came here for, to see my chest?” Michelle said admiring her own breasts as she lifted them invitingly.”
At this moment Cathy lifted her body and with deft rotations of her hips forcefully pushed my throbbing member deep inside herself. Her wet labia slapping down onto my groin, as she ground herself into me, taking every last inch.