The next day.
It's only been a few hours since I showed Lynn the video I made of her masturbating dozens if not hundreds of guys in the movie theater.
As usual, I wake up before Lynn and this Saturday morning is no different. I shower and make a pot of coffee. As I sit enjoying my second cup Lynn comes into the kitchen with only a towel, used like a turban, wrapped around her head fresh from the shower. She pours a cup of coffee and walks over to me sitting looking out the sliders at the back yard.
She has a big smile and a devilish look on her face. Lynn leans over and gives me a passionate kiss. She starts to straighten up then pauses and pushes her right nipple to my lips. Only to happy to comply I suck the hard little nub in and start to swirl it around with the tip of my tongue. She pulls her right breast free from my lips and pushes the left nipple forward and says, "Be a good boy and make them both the same."
I flick her nipple with my tongue and lightly nibble on it, oh so happy to comply. She again pulls back, taps me on the shoulder and says, "Get up out of that chair big boy. You're just getting started."
She pulls me away from the chair and takes my place. She sits back with her hips on the forward edge of the seat, her legs are spread wide and I can see her clit just poking from it's hood. I comment on how aroused she is and she dismisses it with a flick of her wrist as if to say it's nothing.
She snaps her fingers and points to the floor in front of her. "Get on your knees and put that tongue of yours to good use."
I immediately kneel and lean in and take her puffy pussy into my mouth and start to stroke my tongue up and down her slit. She pushes my head away and says, "I said tongue, not your mouth. Today you will start doing what I want, when I want it. Is that clear?"
"Yes dear." is what I am able to say and go back to licking between her inner and outer pussy lips. Up the right side, down the left side and then up between her inner lips. A quick flick back and forth across her clit and then I start over again. "Umm, thats a good boy. Don't do anything different until I tell you to." she lets out with a sigh.
I was on my knees doing as she requested for well over a quarter hour before she said, "Suck my clit! Suck my clit! Keep sucking and use your tongue. That's it, don't stop. Now your teeth, lightly nibble on my clit... Don't stop with your tongue." I moved so that her clit was grasped lightly between my teeth, I very lightly scraped up and down the shaft of her clit and flicked my tongue across the end and played it like a guitar string. She came with a shudder and clamped my head between her thighs and grabbed my head with both hands. She held me so that my breath was all that was making contact with her throbbing pussy. "Be very soft and lick my pussy."
I licked away and the taste and smell of her cum intoxicated me. Her smell has always been the best. All her fragrences seem to hypnotize me. The smell at her neck, her back, every essence of her puts me in a trance and I am all hers. I could stay between her thighs all day.
Early in our life together, as I was removing her panties, I brought them to my nose and took a deep breath and let out a, 'Mmmm.' She said, 'Ew.' rather disapprovingly. Now when I take a whiff she just blushes with a shy smile on her face.
"I need another cup of coffee, this one got cold for some reason." she said, and I knew I was to get it quickly for her from her tone of voice.
As I handed her a fresh cup of coffee she said, "On the floor boy, and start again."
This time she sipped her coffee as a lavished her pussy with my tongue. I worked on her pussy for nearly a half hour this time. She would push me into her, grabbing the back of my head and grinding and then would pull me away just as quickly. I was doing the work but she seemed to be teasing herself with alternating heavy and light pressure. She had a second and then a third orgasm when she said, "You need to go mow the lawn." and sent me on my way. Thank God because my mouth was so dry I doubt I could spit to save my life.
For the next hour or so I did my usual Saturday morning yard chores. Each time I wandered past the sliding doors at the back, Lynn was still sitting in the same chair, and still completely naked. She was sitting on the towel at this point. She was on the phone constantly while I was doing my chores. My guess is that she was talking to Kate or Melanie which was normal at any given time of the day. But that's not all. She was playing with herself the whole time, obviously teasing me. Each time I passed the door she was doing something different. She would pull on each of her inner vaginal lips, stretching them out a couple inches and then roll them between her fingers. This in particular got me the hardest for some reason, maybe because it was nonproductive masturbation, just absent minded pleasure and seemed to go on forever. When she knew I would be passing she would finger herself or play with her clit and I watched her cum several times. Women are so lucky, at least using Lynn as an example, she can cum as often as she seems to want or need to. On an average day, spaced well apart, I can maybe get off five or six times with Lynn's help of course.
After mowing the lawn I went in the house and made us a light lunch. As I put the plates on the table Lynn came into the kitchen this time unfortunately, wearing cloths. She had on a short khaki skirt and light cotton blouse. We sat and talked about nothing in particular but she said she wanted to go back to the video store again tonight even though she was there just last night. I said it was fine by me. We did the dishes and Lynn said I needed a shower because I smelled of exhaust from the mower, so off I went to clean up and believe me, I needed it for more than the smoke.
As I exited the shower, Lynn called out for me to come into the living room. There she was, sitting in one of our Danish recliners, her skirt pulled up to her waist, legs spread wide and a leg hanging over each arm of the chair. Lynn's pussy lips were engorged and spread wide of their own accord. I think my heart skipped a beat as I looked at the sight of her spread wide with a look like a hungry panther sizing me up and about to strike. As I approached I saw one of her vibrators on the end table glistening with her juices.
"You want more?" was all that could come from my addled brain and out of my mouth.
"You are going to make me cum as much as I want and as often as I want from now on. Do you have a problem with that?" "No, I am MORE than happy to do whatever you want me to do." was all I could think to say as I dove between those luscious thighs for my afternoon snack.
