Sometimes she's Missy. She's sassy, a little dark, and at times downright salty, and I love all parts of her. She allows me to give this pleasure to her, she rarely reciprocates.
So, on that evening at the lake house when Missy and I sat down to dinner, and she leaned across the table toward me stating intensely, "I just need to be licked and eaten out," I was blown away!
When I responded calmly with, "That can be arranged," she backed off a bit and we finished our meal. Even though I am still eating my meal, I was already thinking of licking her gentle folds and inside I was screaming, "Let me eat you!"
I didn't have to wait long.
She had gone outside to sit on the patio and Missy texted me while I was cleaning up the kitchen, filling, then running the dishwasher.
"What's up?" I texted back though she was not far away on the patio.
She responded. "Is your offer still good?"
"Why yes! Yes it is." I sent back. "I'll be out" I texted.
I finished up cleaning up the kitchen just like at home, wiped the countertops, and made my way to the front door. The late evening of Fall and it was already pretty dark outside and without street lights the patio was bathed in darkness. The only light was from Missy's cell phone that lit up her face. I opened the trailer door and then the screen door, the landing creaked as I walked outside.
"It is cool out here, do you want me to get out the firepit?" I asked her as I walked down the steps.
"Sure." She said. "We can fire up a couple of other somethings as well." She coyly said.
Missy was just to my right in her patio chair and as I stepped beside her, she grabbed my arm, and pulled me in towards her. She tipped her head back and closed her eyes, inviting our kiss. I responded with a deep passionate kiss that had our tongues battling from the first moment our lips touched. She whispered out, "We need to do this more often?"
We broke our second kiss and I continued on to the shed and opened it, turned on the inside light and retrieved the fire pit and the LP tank. I carried both back to then patio. I went back and turned off the light in the shed and let my eyes readjust to the evening's darkness.
Once back inside the patio, I hooked up then lit the firepit. Not long and I was looking over at Missy through the gas flames and she was finishing up rolling a second joint. She glanced up and reached around the flames to hand one to me. "Here, we won't need to share this time.....at least not this." She said as she pulled out her lighter and flamed the end of her's. She sat back as she took a huge drag from her joint and then sat back in her chair holding in the smoke. She held in the smoke for a long few seconds and then exhaled slowly. I watched her as I could see the stress of the week leave her face. She sat there a minute then took another long drag, held that, then exhaled again.
"You are behind." Missy said as she broke my trance of watching her smoke her joint.
"Oh, yeah. I guess that I am." I answered then lit my lighter to light up the joint that she had rolled for me. I took a long drag as well, then a sip of the whiskey that she had poured for me to keep the smoke in and as not to cough.
Missy took another large hit. She sat back and let the smoke take effect. I watched her face as the pot washed over her head and a devious, shy smile graced her face. "Oh my God, we need to do this more often?"
I followed suit and toked on my joint. I left some maybe for later on......
Missy stood up and walked over to my chair, took my hand and motioned for me to stand. She turned, bent over right in front of me and turned off the fire pit. The patio was instantly very dark except for the embers of the lava rocks, Missy turned back to me, found my hand and pulled me behind her towards the trailer door. I followed her up the landing stairs and we walked into the trailer. I had only left a low watt bulb on in the living room so it was rather dark inside. Missy held my hand and walked us to the back of the trailer. She stopped at the washer and dryer. She stepped back, peeled her long sleeve t-shirt off and then stood there with just a black lace bra and sweatpants. Those breasts, those boobs that I have lusted after for so long were suddenly there in front of me, tucked in her black bra in all their beauty!
"God, Missy, you are beautiful!"
"Well, thank you, but that's not we are here for tonight, right?" getting right down to business. She reached down and flicked off her sweatpants down to her ankles and she stepped out of them.
I allowed my eyes to wander down to the almost transparent panties and saw the outline of her shaved pussy with just a tiny strip of wispy, blonde hair just above it. It was difficult not to notice a wet spot in her "V" where her legs met. "This is what we are here for, isn't it, Michael?" she said, breathing just a little faster and pointing a single finger at her pussy.
"Yes. You know that I'll need to see them." I said looking at her black shelf bra. Her boobs were pushed up and almost spilling out of her bra. The heart tattoo on her left boob was pressed upwards keeping my attention. She pulled the bra cups down exposing both of her large areola and gumdrop nipples. Regaining just a little control over the situation, I moved in quickly, pushed her back against the washer and took her left tattooed boob in my mouth. I sucked it, nibbled on her now puckered pancake areola, took her big nipple in my mouth and pulled it with my teeth while she held her hands on the back of my head and moaned deeply. "Ahhhggg!" she expressed out.
I could have sucked, played, and sucked on her boobs for the rest of the night but that's not what she wanted this evening. I moved her away from the washer and into our bedroom doorway, then over to our bed, laying her gently on her bed. She raised her hips to start to remove her panties. "No!" I directed emphatically. "Those come off when I say so." She looked at me questioningly for a moment.
She nodded yes.
I reached down for her right foot. I gently kissed the arch, and then I extended my tongue and licked inside her foot and up her ankle. She started rubbing her boobs.
