The heat of summer was just setting in on a hot June morning. Kristen lay worshipping the sun in her backyard. She was tanning in the increasingly warm sunlight, dressed in a small, skimpy bikini. Pink and blue flowers were scattered over it and simple knots on the side ties make it oh-so easy to disrobe. Oil glistened on the olive skin of her shoulders as the rays of light danced over her back. Thinking of minding her own business that day, the summer heat and self-applications of oil quickly turned her thoughts down a naughty road.
Her lover Scott and his wife Emily had enticed her into a number of threesomes in the last few weeks. She had longed to be Scott's lover for such a long time; it was thrilling to finally have him. Kristen was still unsure of Emily though. She was always so rough with Kristen, punishing her. Kristen could sense Emily wasn't happy with the situation despite her engagement in their escapades.
Emily seemed to revel in degrading both Scott and Kristen. Scott was forced to eat his cum from both Kristen and Emily's pussies, made to suck Emily's rubber strap-on, and even to wear Kristen's panties. He must've liked it because he could physically put a stop to it at any time. Kristen had loved it at first when Emily fucked her with the strap on, but things were now getting a little too rough for her liking.
Kristen's pussy dampened at the memory of this past Saturday when Emily made Scott lick Kristen's pussy, filled just moments before with his cum. It felt so good to have her pussy taken so roughly, and then licked so gently. Tingles of nervous excitement ran down her side and arms just thinking of it. Her joy at the time was tempered by Emily forcefully ass-fucking Scott and telling him what a bitch he was.
Longing to have Scott to herself again, she sent off a text to his Blackberry to see if he could sneak off and visit her.
Hi baby. I'm home. Sun is so nice on my naked skin. How about U cum C me? Alone
She sent it off and rolled over to get some sun on her stomach and chest. A bead of sweat trickled from her chin, falling gently down her neck to pool between her breasts. A large pair of sunglasses protected her eyes from the harsh UV rays. She ran her hands across the hot skin of her stomach and gently cupped her breast. Glancing down she could see her nipples, erect with excitement, poking through the flimsy swimsuit's material. The pink flowers from the bikini's pattern covered her nipples and appeared to have blossomed with her rising arousal.
Squeezing her nipples gently, one at a time, they grew even more erect. Her arousal was getting the best of her as she sat up and glanced around the relatively open backyard. No one was to be seen, so Kristen undid the tie for her top and dropped it beside her. Her body now almost fully exposed, she squirted some oil into her hand. The buildup of heat in the bottle made it squirt into her hand. Its warm, gooey texture reminded her of Scott's cum.
Just this past weekend, Emily had made Scott service her and told Kristen to jerk him off with her hands to relieve him. After almost half an hour of eating Emily's pussy and her taunts, he exploded into Kristen's palm with similar velocity. When Kristen raised her cum covered hand to her mouth, she was looking forward to tasting Scott's salty semen. Emily quickly stopped her and made Scott lick and suck Kristen's fingers clean. It was so sexy to have him stare deeply into Kristen's eyes as he sucked her fingers.
Kristen's own fingers were salty with sweat as she replayed it in her mind. She sucked the fingers of one hand, while the other hand massaged oil all over her chest. Exhausting the supply of oil in her palm on her upper body, she slowly reached down to rub her pussy. She clearly felt a wet spot on the front of her bikini bottoms as her excitement grew.
First one finger, then another, then all made their way under the material that kept the sun from kissing her sex. It wasn't the sun she wanted kissing her down there, it was Scott. She could almost feel the scruff of his five o'clock shadow on her thighs. His long, gentle licks of her pussy lips were masterful. Emily had gone down on her once or twice, but her talents paled compared to those of her husband.
With these thoughts of Scott in her mind, Kristen slipped her right hand down completely into her bikini bottom and encountered her smooth, perfectly shaven pussy. Just this morning she shaved herself in the shower. The feeling of her naked sex led her to think of how much Scott loved her pussy clean-shaven with his wonderful lips, experienced fingers, and hard cock.
Her thumb found her swollen clit and began playing with it while her index finger was running up and down her labia. Every touch reminded her of her lover. She could just imagine her fingers were Scott's cock, teasingly running up and down her full, swollen pussy lips. She moaned then in frustration and now in pleasure as she relived the moment.
"Oh God, that's so good baby! Oh Scott! I need you to fuck me," She begs her absent lover.
Kristen could feel her orgasm rising and she needed to get off so badly. Using her middle and ring finger, she pushes in and out of her hot, sticky, sweet pussy. Her fingers plunge in and out as images of sex pop in and out of her mind. Rubbing her clit alternately with her thumb and pointing finger, Kristen drives herself to the brink.
"Oh God Scott. I'm cumming for you baby! I'm cumming for you!" Kristen moaned as she was completely absorbed in her fantasy and ignored her present surroundings.
Just when she was about to climax, Kristen heard a screen door slide open and slam shut. Woken from her fantasy, she quickly turned over to hide her exposed breasts. Her sunglasses fell down her nose and she glanced around to see where the noise had come from. It certainly wasn't coming from her empty house.
Her family's backyard was large and was bordered by trees and shrubs. No one in the neighborhood had common fences cutting up their expansive back yards. No obvious peeping toms were about, but she did hear a man with a Spanish accent speaking in the distance. Through the trees Kristen could make out a solitary figure on a back porch. He was pacing back and forth, presumably speaking on the phone. Quick peaks of his rugged good looks, jet black hair, and clearly muscular body drew Kristen's gaze. After a few minutes of catching glimpses, he disappeared back inside his house with a similar sliding and shutting sound reverberating through the quiet greenscape.
Buzz, buzz. Buzz, buzz. Kristen's cell phone buzzed to indicate she had received a text message. She picked up her phone and thought momentarily how good the sleek, compact phone would feel vibrating on her clit.
'God, I'm turning into such a horny slut!' Kristen thought to herself as she reached for her phone. On the face of the phone she saw it was a message from Scott. Excited, she flipped open the screen to read the message.
