It was around mid-morning when I called Sarah. It had been a while since we'd seen each other and I was hoping she didn't have any plans.
"What are you doing?" I asked when she answered her cell phone.
"I'm up on the roof," she replied, "I'm just starting to slather myself with lotion." If Sarah was on the roof, it meant she was working on her all-over tan. She lived in the top-floor apartment of an apartment house and had easy access to the roof via the fire escape. Technically, the other residents could probably access the roof as well, but it would not have been as easy as it was for her. She essentially used it as her own private patio and there weren't any buildings in the area tall enough to see onto it. If she stood on the roof, someone could have seen her, but lying there on her blanket nobody would know she was up there, much less naked.
"C'mon over," she continued, "let your little guy see some sun."
Thinking about her naked up on the roof, my "little guy" wasn't so little at the current moment. I contemplated mentioning this, but instead told her I'd be right over. I grabbed a six-pack of hard lemonade from my refrigerator and little else and headed out the door. I was unlocking her apartment door with her hidden key within about 10 minutes. With two lemonades in hand, and the apartment door relocked, I made my way up onto the roof.
I raised my sunglasses up as I admired the beauty laid out before me. Sarah was a tall, rail-thin girl, with narrow hips and small boobs. Her body glistened in the sunlight with its coating of tanning lotion. My eyes followed her long, smooth legs up to where they joined at her light-brown bush, which had been trimmed to a small patch above her shaved lips. Her stomach was flat and smooth and her small mounds topped with erect nipples. I felt the rise returning to my shorts.
Sarah didn't seem to be aware that I had arrived; she hadn't opened her eyes as I looked her over. I stepped closer, making sure my shadow fell on her face so she'd know I was there. She squinted up at me, not feeling the least bit shy about her nakedness. Of course, we had seen each other naked on many occasions before, so I wasn't going to be shy about my nakedness either. She sat up as I handed her a hard lemonade and we both opened our bottles and took a swig. She took my bottle and set them both down as I began to pull my shirt over my head. She was staring unabashedly as I undid my shorts and let them drop to my ankles, her eyes widening upon realizing that was all I had to drop.
"I'll tell you what," she proposed, "if you can help me get lotion where I couldn't reach on my back, I'll help you get yourself done." That sounded fine to me, so I grabbed Sarah's bottle of tanning lotion as she rolled onto her stomach. I stole a look at her fine, taut ass before squeezing some lotion between her shoulder blades. I spread the lotion around liberally, massaging her back and shoulders a bit as I did, with my hands finishing up with a brief massage of her ass. Sliding a finger between her cheeks on the pretense of making sure she was completely protected, I toyed with her asshole as she pushed her ass upward. Sarah moaned then told me it was my turn.
There was no way I could lay on my stomach at that point, so I knelt beside Sarah, working on my front as she worked on my back. She took care of my back, my ass and the backs of my legs as I covered my face, arms, chest and stomach. When the only areas left uncovered were in front and below my waist, I sat on the blanket and was about to start with my feet. Sarah stopped me and had me lie back, saying she'd take care of the rest of me. She started with my feet, working her way up my hairy legs as I enjoyed her touch. I had been rigid as steel the entire time I'd been up there, so when Sarah's hands reached the tops of my legs and she turned her attention to my cock and balls, I groaned with gratification. I hoped that Sarah, sensing my needs, would continue massaging lotion into my cock until I was able to produce some lotion of my own, but she had other plans.
After making sure that my tool and my sack were well coated, she swung her leg over me and straddled my hips. As I felt her slide down my shaft, I instinctively knew that wasn't tanning lotion that was making her pussy feel so slick. She moaned as took me completely in, pausing before raising herself up again. I had my hands on her barely-there hips as she began riding me forcefully, but soon moved them up to play with her hard nipples and small tits. As worked up as I was, I wouldn't have thought I had a chance of lasting very long. Luckily, this position always increased my staying power, but I still hoped that Sarah wasn't too far off an orgasm herself.
She was riding me hard, but only supporting herself on one arm. I noticed that she had the other arm behind her back and suspected that she was probably penetrating her own ass. Sarah relished attention to her ass, whether it was my attention or her own, so it didn't surprise me when, a few minutes later, she raised herself up off my cock, moved forward slightly and positioned my cockhead at her anus. Between the lotion and sweat between her cheeks and her juices on my cock, I had no trouble slipping into her tight hole and it felt incredible. We both moaned as she accepted my meat into her most taboo opening. She had repositioned herself from kneeling to squatting over me and leaned back to support herself rather than leaning forward. Her pussy was gaping open just above where my cock was violating her, so I put both hands to work on it.