"There's not enough of it there to be uncomfortable."
"Yeah, I know. Being naked is the only thing that would be more comfortable, and in this suit, I'm almost there." I leaned back in my chair and struck a sexy pose, jutting my tits out.
"God," Rebecca muttered to herself, then in her normal husky voice said, "You do that so well. I was into modeling when I met John and I can tell you're a natural. I'd like to see how you'd do on a runway. Model that suit for me."
As I stood, I caught my reflection in one of the long windows of the cabana. I liked what I saw. This little Sara McFarland had one fine body! "You know what's funny," I said, turning this way and that, checking my self out in the reflection, "one thing I learned from being in a coma is how precious your body is. When you're out of it for a while, you really do miss it." I did my best imitation of a runway walk past the table to the edge of the pool then turned around and faced Rebecca. I slowly ran my hands up my torso. "Your body is such a marvelous machine with all of its sensory inputs, it gives so much pleasure." I could tell by the way Rebecca's eyes were glued to me that she was getting aroused. "And I get pleasure knowing that people enjoy looking at me." I walked back over to the table, leaned down and kissed her softly. "The way you are looking at me now is getting me excited."
"You are such a scrumptious little thing," Rebecca said with a sigh. "I could just kiss and lick you all day."
"See what you're doing to me," I said, taking her hand and placing it between my legs. "I'm soaking wet."
Without moving her hand, she stood and pulled me to her with her free arm. As our lips met I could feel the pressure of her finger tracing over my feminine cleft through the thin nylon of my suit. I held her to me, our breasts crushing together, as her fingertip generated a build up of hot wet warmth in the core of my being. "You look as if you haven't spent much time in the sun lately and you're starting to get a little sunburned," Rebecca said. "Maybe we should go inside." Without another word, she took my hand and led me into the house, through the living room and up the grand staircase. The size of her master bedroom was amazing. "We ought to shower the chlorine off of us first."
"I followed Rebecca towards her bathroom, "A cool shower would feel nice." She started the water and adjusted the two heads so that the streams ran together at the center of the enclosure. By the time we stripped out of our suits, the temperature was perfect. After we had both rinsed off in the sprays, Rebecca lathered up a soft washcloth and started lathering my back. I found another washcloth and returned the favor while she worked the soap over my front side. When we were both covered with the fragrant lather, Rebecca took me her arms and held me to her, our soap slippery skin pressing together. Her firm, athletic body felt so good rubbing over mine.
"Have you ever used one of these?" Rebecca asked, showing me a hand held shower massager. Before I could answer, she diverted some of the water flow to the device then directed the pulsating flow towards me. She ran the stream over my back, down over my ass, then down the back of my legs. The deep pulsations of the water stream almost tickled, but left a sort of relaxed, sensual throb deep in my muscles. She directed the stream over the front of my shoulders then down each arm in turn. When the pulsating spray hit the side of my breast, it caused a deep sensual ache to form in my lower abdomen. Surrendering to the pleasure, I pressed my tits together and held them out so that Rebecca could concentrate the stream on both breasts at once, which only served to intensify the warm glow I had been feeling all that afternoon.
When Rebecca moved the pulsating stream down over my abdomen and concentrated it on my muff, the vibrations passed through the soft flesh of my mons and started a ticklish sensation in my clit. The warm sensation turned to hot electricity as the stream touched the top opening of my feminine cleft to hit directly on the sensitive nub. Almost before I knew it, my body was being wracked by a most incredible orgasm.
The next thing I knew, I was sitting on the seat that ran along the back of the shower with Rebecca between my thighs, caressing me. "Whoa, that was outrageous," I said as I caught my breath.
"You've never used a vibrator before?"
"Not that I can remember."
"Girl, have I got a treat for you."
Once out of the shower, we padded each other dry with big, fluffy towels that had been kept warm in their special storage cabinet. Rebecca had me lay down on a padded massage table then poured a thin liquid into her hand from a bottle she had nearby. The cooling liquid felt wonderful on my skin and the way her strong hands worked the lotion in had me humming in pleasure. "Mmm, That feels so good," I said.
She worked the lotion down my back, over my butt then down each leg. "I studied to be a physical therapist for a while," She said as she expertly kneaded my muscles with the lotion. "I used to supplement my modeling income by working at one of those massage parlors. I think John married me because of the erotic massages I would give him."
"I think I could marry you. You do that so well."
She had me roll over onto my back then she put a dab of the lotion on my forehead and a dab on each cheek. With her expert fingertips she massaged it into my face, sending little pleasurable tickle sensations over my face, across my scalp and down the back of my neck. I just relaxed and let the sensations wash over me. I couldn't help but let a moan escape my lips as she worked the lotion down my neck, over the front of my shoulders then kneaded it into my breasts. The incredible sensations that ran through my body as she massaged my tits and pinched my nipples up into hard little points made my pussy feel like it was opening up and flowing with nectar. I moaned again as a sensation of orgasmic delight washed over me. "You have such marvelous hands," I told her. "I'm about to melt into a puddle of come."
Rebecca continued on down my torso then began working the lotion up my arms. After she had done both arms, she started working the lotion into my feet and then up each leg almost to my groin, teasing me to distraction. Her hands worked my upper thighs, over my hips and across my tummy, just millimeters from my pussy, making it ache to be touched, licked, Fucked!
When she was done, I was limp as a rag but tingling all over. Before I could recover much, she pulled me up to a sitting position and kissed me deep on the mouth, her tongue gently probing between my lips. I slid off of the table into her arms and she led me into her bedroom to lay down on her huge canopied bed.
Rebecca eased herself down on top of me and I unconsciously spread my legs so that she was nestled comfortably between my thighs, her muff pressing into my pussy. As we kissed again, our tongues dueling sensually, I stroked a hand down her torso, through her dark bush to cup her sweet pussy. I parted her swollen labia then ran a fingertip into the slippery wetness of her feminine cleft and over the hard knot of her clitoris. She kissed me wildly, breathing heavily through her nose as I alternately worried her clit with my fingertip and slid it down to dip into the gripping orifice of her sex. Her legs squeezed together on my hand as her body tensed and she raised her head. "Ooo... Whooh!" she gasped, "Ooh Gawd!" Her body spasmed and she rolled off of me.
I knelt between her knees and ran my hands up and down her torso, squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. I lowered myself down on to her and took one of her distended nipples in my mouth and sucked and nibbled on it. Rebecca was going wild. Just knowing how she felt was keeping me at that plateau sexual excitement. I kissed my way down her abdomen to her muff then parted the dark curls with my tongue and sucked her clitoris into my mouth.
Rebecca's pussy lips spread like the wings of a butterfly as I pressed my face between them, licking the tasty nectar and sucking her inch long clitoris out of its protective hood. I flicked the tiny, penis shaped knot of flesh relentlessly with the tip of my tongue as I pressed a finger into her dripping sexual sheath to find the nubby patch of cunt flesh behind her pelvic bone. My free hand was busy at my own sopping pussy, duplicating the sensations that I was giving to Rebecca. Just as I was nearing the brink from my self-manipulations, Rebecca grabbed my head and let out a sharp exhale of breath. The walls of her cunt gripped my finger momentarily as her orgasm intensified then she flooded the bed with feminine ejaculate. Her orgasmic spasms had her writhing in ecstasy and it was impossible to maintain contact with her tender flesh, and as she pulled me back on top of her, I went over the brink from my own digital manipulations to join her in the climax.
