Jan completed her story, lightly running her white tipped nails over the fabric of the sleeping pants covering my cock. There was a large wet spot from my leaking precum. She kissed my ear, whispering you appear ready for the story about my short dating period with Chase.
She had been massaging my chest, arms and lower abdomen during the story of her initial encounter with Chase during his stay in the hospital. She began her story of their dating period as she pushed her hands into the pockets of my pants. The pockets had been cut to allow her easy access to my cock. She used her hands to pull away the fly of the pants allowing my 7" cock to push through the opening, glistening with precum. She smiled while watching my cock pulsing with anticipation of her story.
Her story, in her words:
After I left Chase's room, I knew I wanted to date him and get to know him better and complete my promise to him. My number was on his hospital bedside table, and it was up to him. He made me wait two months, which I believe was his intent. The intent to make me think about him and build up the sexual intensity.
I received his call on a sunny Saturday morning, after a long shift. He woke me from a deep sleep, I answered and when I wake I tend to have a sexier voice. So, I decided to use it my advantage. Chase asked if I had plans and would accompany him to an outdoor festival. I told him I was busy and the next weekend would work better. He said that would work, and asked if I enjoyed the beach. I told him I did and he said how about spending a couple of hours at the beach with dinner afterward. I accepted and we planned for the following Saturday. This would give me time to work on my tan, and find the appropriate suit.
At the time I lived in a three flat, which had a open area on the roof. The landlord divided it evenly so each tenant had a small private space. It had a nice view and was a great area to relax, read and of course work on a tan. Upon completing the conversation with Chase, I slipped out of my nightgown; grabbed some water, sunglasses, suntan lotion; pulled my beach coverup over my body and headed up the stairs to the roof.
There was no one on the roof, as my neighbors worked Saturday during the day. I moved the chaise to ensure it was positioned for maximum sun exposure, removed my coverup and squirted the lotion on each leg, each arm, and my torso. I worked the lotion into my skin and lay down on my back to soak up the sun. My goal was no tan lines as the one piece I had in mind, would provide minimal coverage. I set the timer on my phone for 30 minutes. My 35" breasts, dark large aeroelas, nipples and love triangle glistened in the sun, as I slightly spread my legs closed my eyes and imagined Chase spreading the lips of my flower with his tongue. My blonde landing strip was getting bleached and my petals were blooming as I dreamed of his tongue and his large mocha colored cock.
The alarm went off as I heard my neighbor Sam coming up the stairs. I was startled but as Sam was gay, I knew he would be able to help me. I rolled onto my stomach. I heard the door of his space close and said hello Sam. He looked over the fence, waved and asked how I was doing. I told him I was working on my tan, and needed some help on my back, and wondered if he could assist. Sam was a true friend and said he would be over in a second.
Sam had the body of a stud, and I often wondered what he would be like in bed if he were not gay. He was a former college swimmer, with a lean body, wide shoulders, moving to a trim waist and perfect ass. He appeared before me in a tiny speedo, straining to sheath his massive cock. Sam seemed to have a perpetual erection, as he wore skin tight pants, seemingly without underwear most of the time.
He grabbed the lotion smoothing it over my back, down my muscular legs and calves. He used his hands to nudge my ankles apart a sign to spread my legs as he wanted to ensure my ass was well coated. He asked what I was thinking about, as my cunt appeared very moist. I told him large cocks, specifically a large black cock. However, Sam, seeing your cock has made me think about more than one cock. If I can ever help you with lotion, and an oily massage of your cock, I would be more than happy to oblige.
He smiled and said he had a date tonight and was saving his load, or loads and needed to ensure he was well rested. What about you he asked do you have a date tonight? Next week I said which is why I want to have an all over tan for a week from today. He finished my back and as he got up said if you are this moist next week, your lover will slide into you very easily.
After Sam left I spent another thirty minutes on my front. I ensured I was on the deck the rest of the week for an hour each day. By Friday, I was as tan as my body would get with the benefit of no lines.
On Tuesday I went to purchase my one piece. After spending a long time, over three hours trying on various suits, I found the perfect match. It was brick red with thin straps holding a square-neck cut at the top of the suit, criss crossing down to the lower back. The straps fastened at the lower back and showed a hint of my ass crack. The narrow cut of the square-neck front created exposure on both sides showing the sides of my breasts. Finally, the suit had a high-waist cut, almost a V providing for minimal coverage of the front and back. With my tan and the color of the suit, one might wonder if I was nude.
I decided to test our my new suit to ensure I would get the desired effect. Waking Wednesday morning, I slipped on the suit, pulled my coverup over my body and headed for the beach. I targeted the beach frequented by the male beach volleyball players, male sunbathers and male life guards.