Summer Collyer led me by the hand into her self-styled “hippie pad”. At first the room was dark and smelled of Jasmine incense. She lit six blue candles across the room and began spinning around among all of the giant, colorful pillows spread out on the floor. Her floor-length black skirt twirled about her as if in slow motion. She smiled big and laughed heartily. Her long blonde hair framed her oversized, tinted glasses but her bright, magical eyes still shone through. Somehow, the small sixties-era stereo in the corner suddenly started playing Fleetwood Mac songs.
I just stood in the corner watching, my arms folded. When she spun fast enough, I could see her cute little orange panties. Summer giggled and beckoned me to her. Her cute, sexy titties, just the size of large apples, bounced up and down in her exuberance. I loosened up a little and allowed myself to take her hand and dance around a bit. She tossed her glasses onto a pillow.
I couldn’t resist her magical spell. My right hand cupped her left breast through the flimsy fabric of her top. Her smile didn’t go away, so I slowly lowered my lips to hers with a series of gentle kisses. Her tongue made the first move but mine soon reciprocated. She pulled off her top all together, allowing her perky breasts to bounce freely in the breezy room. The smell of the incense was intoxicating. No…it was something else I smelled. It was Summer! This close to her, I could actually smell her getting aroused! I reached down into her skirt to feel her panties. My finger melted right through the wet fabric into her pussy. Her eyes rolled up into her head at the unexpected touch. Without warning, she pushed me back hard knocking me down onto the pillows on the floor. I thought I’d gone too far until she plopped down next to me and pulled her panties off, tossing them across the room. She playfully raised her long skirt up in the air and softly said, “Eat me.” Suddenly, I was starved.
Her pussy was like a work of art, clean shaven with tiny drops of girl sauce beading up on the thick, purple-pink lips. Her aroma was fresh and exciting. Using my fingers, I carefully spread her lower lips and tentatively began licking around them. She lowered her skirt back down over my head, slipping me into darkness, alone with her soaking cunt. I lapped at it enthusiastically, delighting in the myriad flavors of her desire. Her hands held my head to her crotch through the fabric and she “ooooo’d “ and “aaahhhh’d”, softly but incessantly. At first, I was careful just to tease her clit. Eventually, though, after what seemed like hours, the rough top side of my tongue landed on it, engorged like a mini-erection, and flicked it up and down and all around. I began to literally suck on it, holding the sweet little nub between my lips and ever so lightly nibbling at it. Her legs trembled but she grew strangely silent. Then she squeezed in on my head and Summer screamed! If her thighs weren’t shielding my ears, I would’ve been deafened!
