I was lying out by the pool, trying to get a tan on my day off, as you came up behind me, you ran your fingers through my hair and sat down next to me with your glass of Mike's Hard Lemonade. I looked up from my book, to watch you. You spread out your towel over the reclining chair and started to put on your suntan lotion. As you rubbed the lotion on your calves, up to your muscle defined thighs, you looked over and smiled. I went back to my book, careful to keep just one eye on you as you continued to work the lotion into your skin.
You finally laid down on your stomach, undoing the top of your suit, so you wouldn't get tan lines. As you got comfortable I could already feel the tension growing between my legs. I kept my cool, knowing that was exactly your intention. I went back to reading, hardly able to focus, but I would not give in. After about ten minutes, you flipped over, not even bothering to put your top back on. Your small petite breasts were so perky. Your nipples were a light brown, but stood out against your milky white skin.
You were getting restless and wanted me to make the first move, but I continued to "read" my book, knowing full well my bathing suit bottoms were soaked. You began to moan, gasps of breath escaped your mouth. You couldn't stand it anymore. I watched as your hand dove into the bottom of your suit, as you opened your legs wide. Immediately, I set my book down and came over to you. I straddled you, removing your hand, taking it into my mouth to taste you. You were salty, warm, and sticky. It was just how I liked you. I laid on top of you, bringing your hands above your head, locking them there with my arms, kissing you with such passion. I used only my lips, no tongue, as I kissed you deeper with more intensity every time.
I slowly dragged my arm down the length of yours releasing just one of your arms, as I moved toward your left breast. I massaged it, careful to avoid your nipple, which was now erect. My other hand joined the first making your right breast feel just as wanted. As I sat on your pelvis, my hands worked your breasts as if they were my own. I could see the aching in your eyes, to touch your nipples. Your breasts got you soaked and you wanted it badly. I gave in, tweaking your nipples, making them so hard. Squeezing, pinching, nibbling, each nipple so it could stand completely straight. I knew they couldn't get any harder, so I reached over, grabbing an ice cube from your drink.
It immediately began to melt cold and sticky from the lemonade. I sucked the juices off, and let the clean ice cube rest on your chest. I rubbed the ice cube along the outside rim of your breast, encircling your nipple, but not actually touching it. I moved to the left nipple and did the same, blowing hot breath over your nipple making you squirm beneath me. I let the ice cube go, falling down your stomach, where it disintegrated.
"I'm so fucking wet," you whisper, because if your voice was any louder, you feel as if the vibrations will make you cum.
"I know," I say with a devilish grin upon my face, as I pull off my top.
You begin to reach for my huge globes, but I stop you.
"Oh no you don't. This is Bonnie's time... I haven't even been able to touch you where I know you're craving it most."
You look me in the eyes, your full brown eyes, begging me to work my way down south. I silently obey, grabbing your hips, thrusting against you, and shimmying downward, leaving a trail of kisses behind. I leave your bottoms on, which are soaked, as I stroke you through the silky Hawaiian fabric. I bring my mouth to your pussy, kissing your bottoms, able to taste how wet you are. The smell is overwhelming, making me instantly want to fuck your brains out. I pull my head up toward your lips, kissing you harder than I ever thought possible with my desire for you. As I do so, my finger slips under your suit, between your folds, feeling your drenched pussy. You can barely focus on kissing me, it feels that good, you want me to fuck you. You moan so loud, sending a vibration to my own soaked mound. I move back down, pulling your bottoms off as I go. I spread your legs, where your cleanly shaven pussy is swollen. I don't bother to tease your button, going straight to your hole. I shove two fingers into you, making you moan with pleasure. I can feel your muscles contracting around my fingers. I work my finger in and out, making you moan louder and louder, on the brink of screaming. You bite your lip, as you shove my head down into your folds.
I happily start licking, sucking, and nibbling your button, in anyway possible. I pick up the pace with my fingers, pumping them in and out.
"Fuck me. Fuck me harder, harder," you start to scream.
I slow down, knowing it will tease you even more, as I reach up tweaking your breasts with my forefinger and thumb. You start to gasp for air, and I know you are ready to cum. I enter a third finger into your hole, starting slow, and getting faster and faster. I can hear your breath quicken, as I suck on your juices that are flowing like a fountain. I squeeze and tease your breasts nibble your button, and work my fingers, sending you over the edge. I pull my fingers out slowly, twisting them, to give you one last sensation. You push my head down more into your soaking pussy, as I lap up the juices. Your cum is salty, so warm, and thick. I could taste you forever.
You let go of my head, as your entire body shakes to relaxation. I stay between your legs, making sure I get to taste every last drop of you. I nibble your button, one last time, as you shake and I come up to see your satisfied face. Your face and chest are flushed and your heavy breathing inflated my ego. You pull me up into your arms. You smell like sweat and coconut, from the lotion. You hold me, kissing me. You caress my breasts, brushing over my nipples lightly, making them stand. You know I'm horny as fuck, and are about to repay me for my moves.
You stand up, pushing me off, and throwing me down onto the reclining chair. You rip my bottoms off, not messing around. You take my large breasts in your hands, squeezing them with delight. You breathe heavily as you work them harder and harder. I am in heaven, as you kiss them gingerly, getting my nipples so hard. You take each one, giving every inch a run down, taking time on my nipples, to really make them hard. I love when you nibble them and you do just that, careful, to make your way up to the top of the nipple last. Your hot breath adds to the sensation making me moan.
