Date: Sat, 22 Sep 2007 16:48:27 -0400
From: J W <jw1137@hotmail.com>
Subject: Melanie's Obsession 3

The first day of classes was fast approaching. Melanie sat in the breakfast
nook munching her fruit yogurt and granola looking out the window at the
fence. The fence that separated her yard from missus Ward's yard and missus
Ward's swimming pool. It had been a very educational summer for the fifteen
year old. Melanie had only the slightest inkling of how powerful her nubile
young body had become when she and her mother had moved here in May. Their
neighbor's generous offer to share her swimming pool was a delightful
distraction for Melanie who had had no opportunity to meet anyone her own
age in the area yet. Her neighbor's willingness to share her body was an
even more interesting pastime.

Melanie had used the forty year old woman next door as a training aid. The
teenager was learning that she could get pretty much anything she wanted
using her adolescent sexuality as a lure. The extreme joy she got from the
feeling of domination was more important to her than the rewards she pried
from her unsuspecting victims. Slurping up the last of her yogurt the
devious nymph couldn't think of anything she really wanted from Darlene
Ward but she was obsessed with the desire to subjugate the older woman.

In her room after breakfast she stripped off her night shirt and stood in
her cotton panties looking into the Wards' yard. Large trees obscured the
view of her neighbor's pool from every other house. Ironically the view
from Melanie's bedroom was the best. She watched as missus Ward used the
skimming net to remove the overnight debris that littered the surface of
the tranquil green water. Ten days ago she had licked and sucked that
middle aged pussy to glorious orgasm, and enjoyed every minute of it. What
the devilish youngster had enjoyed even more was denying Darlene access to
her own teenaged treasures. Teasing the older woman was like a drug that
she had been withholding from herself for over a week now. It was time to
restart the game.

Darlene glanced longingly for the millionth time at the house next
door. Every day she prayed her young neighbor would come over for a swim
and, well, much more. Her disappointment grew progressively worse as the
time passed. She was sure she hadn't done anything to scare the gorgeous
young thing away. After all it was the teenager who had initiated what
turned out to be a rather one sided round of sex play. Summer was all but
gone. A couple of weeks at the most before it would be time to close up the
pool for the season, `and then what?' Darlene wondered. Her teenaged
neighbor wouldn't have a reason to come over at all much less in her scanty
bikini. Plopping herself on the garden lounge the middle aged woman
dejectedly picked up her romance novel and glanced longingly at the gap in
the privacy fence.

"Missus Ward" the startled woman looked toward the sound when she heard her
name. Standing in the sliding patio doorway, her teenaged neighbor stood
smiling. Melanie wore a simple cotton sun dress that ended mid thigh. The
thin cotton molded around the girl's bust rather snuggly, then fell loosely
to conceal the shape of the rest of her slender torso.

"Why did you stay away so long?" Darlene sobbed

"I've been kinda busy. Ya know getting ready for school and stuff" the
youngster replied as she pranced across the patio and flopped herself in
the plastic chair opposite the reclining older woman.

"I waited...everyday... after we, I mean you, uh" the homemaker was now
sitting up on the lounge searching for the right words.

"Was it fun?" the girl inquired with a giggle. "You really seemed out of it
afterward"

"Oh my God honey it was the best...the most intense pleasure I've had in a
very long time; maybe ever. I wanted to make you feel that way too but..."

"I guess I just wasn't ready for that" Melanie responded adopting her
innocent guise again. The older woman shivered recalling the wanton way the
young nymph had displayed her charms. It was hard for Darlene to
rationalize the sweet innocent demeanor of her neighbor now with her erotic
actions the previous week. "I've never had anybody, you know; touch me that
way before...so I guess I was a little scared." It wasn't a lie. At the
time she had performed the seduction on Darlene Ward she had been
`untouched' by human hands. The experience at Irene's dress shop however
had awakened new needs in her teenaged body.

If missus Ward's thoughts were conflicted, Melanie's were more so. Her game
of teasing and domination thrilled her but she knew that intense pleasure
was only a kiss away. Would she, could she let her horny neighbor off that
easy? Of course not! Plus the build up and the added thrill of teasing the
older woman would make her ultimate release that much more satisfying. "If
I let you, ya know, touch me, what would you do?" Darlene's stomach did a
back flip as she turned to sit on the edge of the lounge.

"Well, first of all I'd teach you how exciting a kiss can be" the older
woman began so quietly that the girl was straining to hear her. "I'll bet
you don't realize how sexually sensitive your lips and mouth are." Melanie
felt the fluttering in her lower belly intensify, because the woman was
right. "Then I'd slowly use my mouth on your ears and your neck. They're
really sensitive too. I would kiss and lick my way down your chest to your
beautiful breasts; you already know how wonderful it feels to play with
your nipples. That feeling is even more intense when someone sucks on
them." Darlene was so breathless by this point that she had to stop and
gulp down some air. Her teenaged audience was not doing much better. Both
women were experiencing the same rising heat in their bellies.

"OK...OK" the girl gasped "if I let you; you have to do something for me."

"What sweetie, I'll do anything you want." The older woman agreed without
knowing what she was agreeing to.

"I want you to make love to my mom." The request sent Darlene's head
reeling.

"What?" she said incredulously.

"My dad's away so much and I hear my mom almost every night, ya know,
playing with herself. It's not fair! She works really hard and she deserves
to have somebody make her feel good." The girl explained

"But...but I couldn't I..." Darlene's arousal had been displaced by a
feeling of shock.

"That's the deal." Melanie announced as she started to rise from her chair
in a `take it or leave it' gesture.

"But what if...what if she doesn't want to?" the older woman pleaded. "You
don't mean you want me to rape her!"

"NO, of course not." The girl assured her sitting back down "But you have
to give it your best try. If she says no after you really try as hard as
you can then I'll, you know, let you do me. It's kinda like two for one!"
the imp giggled. Darlene was having great difficulty with her breath again
for an entirely different reason. The proposal seemed positively lewd
coming from the woman's daughter but it was the older female member of the
Morgan family that had caught her eye four months ago. Having little
experience and less success at the delicate art of lesbian seduction she
had off handedly shelved the idea as unworkable. But now she was being
black mailed (sort of) into giving it a try. "I'll sort of help you; as
much as I can" the girl added.

"I don't know...I really don't think I can do it" Darlene lamented.

"All you have to do is give it a good try" the teenager encouraged as she
was rising to her feet. The homemaker thought her young friend was going to
leave but instead she positioned herself directly in front of where Darlene
sat on the lounge. "I know you need a little incentive." The vixen raised
her dress to her waist exposing her hairless pubes glistening wetly in the
late morning sun. Melanie held her dress up with one hand and slid the
other over her belly until her fingers were on her pouting labia. Pulling
the fresh pink lips apart the teenager slid two fingers inside. She held
them there for a couple seconds watching the older woman's anguished
face. She slipped her juice covered fingers out and put them directly under
Darlene's nose. The seated woman, still breathing much faster than normal,
took her next deep inhale through her nose causing her head to spin as her
nasal cavities filled with the sweet musk. Without hesitating Darlene
captured the girl's fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean; never
taking her eyes off the pubescent vulva not much more than a foot from her
face. The older woman started to lean forward intending to capture some of
that sweet nectar from its source but her tormentor dropped her dress back
into place and took a step back. "See how wet you made me just by
describing what you wanted to do? Imagine how much I'd cream if you
actually did it." As she turned Melanie shot back over her shoulder "It's
up to you" then she ran across the yard, through the gap in the fence and
she was gone.

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The Gods seemed to be with the frustrated homemaker. In the middle of the
week the weather turned sultry, perfect for being near and in a body of
water; such as a swimming pool. By the time the weekend rolled around
everyone including Melanie's mother had had their fill of the heat. Missus
Morgan went shopping on Saturday morning. When she returned around noon she
looked like a well used dish rag. Melanie was just clearing up her
breakfast dishes when her mother plopped the groceries on the table and
mopped her brow. "Whew it's hot out there. Thank God for air conditioning!"

"Ya know what's even better than air conditioning?" the teenager asked

"Nothing!" Sheila Morgan said emphatically. Seeing a look of disappointment
on her daughter's face she amended and said "OK what?"

"A dip in the pool!" the girl was practically jumping up and down.

"I'm sure its very refreshing honey. Why don't you go ahead and check with
missus Ward to see if it's OK for you to come over."

"Aren't you coming?" the girl implored; disappointment virtually dripping
from her words.

"I have to put the groceries away, and then there's some work..." Sheila's
voice trailed off as the tears welled in her daughter's eyes. `Tears work
every time' the girl celebrated. The guilt trip had left the station and
was motoring at full speed. `I never spend any time with her any more.' The
over worked mom grieved. "OK I'll just put this stuff away and if it's OK
with missus Ward I'll come too." Melanie jumped for joy and hugged her mom
before scampering out the door. `I'm gonna pay for this' Sheila recognized
as she stowed the food away.

"OK, I convinced her to come over for a swim" the teenager announced as she
burst into Darlene Ward's kitchen "It's show time!" The girl didn't pause
to analyze the look on the older woman's face; shock, fear, anticipation,
she simply spun around and returned home to change. The look was all of the
above. Darlene suddenly went from mindlessly cleaning her counter top to a
jittery mass of raw nerves. Dropping the dish towel she immediately strode
to her bed room.

She hadn't worn this two piece suit in a few years. It was black, and like
the aqua marine bikini Melanie sometimes wore it had very little
lining. She was a couple of pounds (OK more than a couple) heavier than
when she'd bought it so the material was stretched to a dangerous
extreme. Combined with the lack of lining the image that greeted the pool
owner in the mirror was sensual; some might say risqué. The triangle shaped
cups didn't quite contain her full `C' cup breasts and even in their docile
state her large nipples were easily discernable.  The triangle over her
crotch was adequate but hugged her prominent labia tight enough to provide
more detail than would be considered respectable. Looking over her shoulder
to inspect the back view the forty something woman almost changed her
mind. The back panel was really not up to its task at all. `It's like a
thong' she thought `so what people wear thongs!' just not usually full
figured women her age. Fluffing her hair and applying a subtle lipstick
Darlene looked deep into her own eyes in the mirror. "You can do this" she
assured herself out loud. Donning her red and black oriental silk robe she
headed for the pool.

Sheila Morgan reviewed her choices of bathing costume with some dismay. She
didn't go swimming very often and hadn't sunbathed in years; causes skin
cancer ya know. `I should buy myself something more appropriate' she
thought as she indecisively went from one to another. She chose a royal
blue two piece that was more of a sun suit than a swim suit. The top and
bottom both had kind of gathers. Melanie's mother always thought the
bottoms looked a little like the frilly underwear you sometimes saw on
toddlers but she rather fancied the top. The puffy material made her `B'
cups look somewhat bigger. Stripping quickly she paused to take stock. Her
high metabolism and life style kept her weight unusually stable as she'd
aged. `A little extra on the hips and ass' she recognized but all in all
not bad. She attributed her firm high boobs to good genes. They were
smaller than she would have preferred ten or fifteen years ago, but now she
was sort of glad because there was very little trace of sag. Her nipples
were dark brownish and permanently stuck out. They were very sensitive but
really didn't change shape much, just color when they were stimulated. `How
long had it been since they'd been stimulated by hands other than her own?'
she wondered. `Too long' her mind answered without a pause. It had become a
nightly ritual to tweak those rubbery tips as she lay in bed trying to stem
the unending tide of thoughts and ideas her busy day had spawned. Immersed
in her self pleasuring she was able to force out the swirling concerns and
concentrate on the wonderful physical sensations. The release that came
from her experienced fingers strumming over her well concealed clit brought
the wave of endorphins that made sleep possible. `Sleep yes, satisfaction
I'm afraid not' she thought with regret.

She was a very un-hairy person. She shaved her armpits and legs but there
was practically no detectable hair on her arms or anywhere else. Her pubic
mound was no exception. The hair was sparse and fine. She'd never had any
inclination to do any styling down there. Her slit, and that's what it was,
was also incredibly neat it looked like a miniature bum between her
legs. With the suit on, Sheila dropped a blue cotton shift over her head
and made her way to her neighbor's front door.

"I'm so glad you could make it' Darlene greeted her guest with a genuine
smile.

"Melanie insisted and I have to admit I could use the break." Sheila
replied returning the smile.

"Well what do you say we have a perfectly delightful and relaxing
afternoon?" The host said wrapping her arm around her guest's shoulder as
they headed for the rear of the house. Sheila was a little surprised at the
familiarity but put it down to her host's out going personality. She
couldn't help but notice how Darlene's substantial breast squished and
molded on her upper arm. `She's got quite a set!' Melanie's mother realized
for the first time. Sliding open the patio door Darlene released her "Make
yourself at home while I get some refreshments."

Sheila continued out to the pool deck and watched her daughter execute a
smooth dive into the inviting clear water. Pulling the simple shift over
her head Sheila joined her daughter; thrilled by the relief of the cool
water on her skin. Darlene set the tray on the umbrella table and watched
the Morgan women swimming. The butterflies in her stomach were
circling. After swimming a couple of lengths and seeing that their host
wasn't joining them Sheila felt a little embarrassed; as though she were
taking advantage, so she climbed the steps at the shallow end and joined
their host on the patio. Melanie's mother scrubbed her dark blonde shoulder
length hair with one of the towels the teenager had thoughtfully brought
over. Darlene discreetly watched the jiggle of her older guests boobs out
of the corner of her eye. `Nice size and so firm for her age' the larger
woman observed.

"Sangria?" Darlene asked holding up the frosty pitcher.

"Mmm, yes please." The dripping woman accepted blotting water droplets from
her upper body. Sheila tried not to stare at the four inches of cleavage
that was displayed as her host leaned slightly forward to fill one of the
tumblers. "Wow she's got some big-uns' she thought as she draped the towel
over the back of the lounge. Darlene extended the condensate dripping glass
toward her guest. Sheila reached for the refreshment realizing that in the
background behind the drink her host's impressive hooters were on display
tightly wrapped in very thin stretchy black material. She felt an
unexpected twinge between her legs when she noiced that she could easily
discern the size and shape of her host's nipple through the revealing
bikini top. Grasping the glass Sheila realized that her host wasn't letting
go right away. Their eyes met and look the teenager's mother saw caused her
heart to flutter. `She knows I was checking out her tits' and she felt the
blush rising up her neck. Their gaze locked for only a moment but to the
embarrassed woman if felt like a long time.

"Thanks" Sheila croaked immediately taking a long swallow of the fruity
concoction. She wasn't much of a drinker and there was apparently a lot
more alcohol in the punch than she'd been expecting. The cold liquid turned
to fire in her throat and belly, and the fire sent its vaporous intoxicants
straight to her head. She managed to cover her mouth before she coughed
directly in her host's face, and narrowly avoided the embarrassment of
spewing the booze laden mixture out in a fine spray. "Wow that's potent"
she choked.

"My own recipe; I like it with a kick." Seeing her guest's distress Darlene
added "I'm sorry was it too much?"

"No, no it's fine I just gulped it too quickly" Sheila assured her patting
her upper chest. `Be careful with this stuff' Sheila said to herself as she
felt the calming effect of the alcohol washing over her. Too prove the
cocktail was to her liking she took a modest sip. It was quite pleasant
once you knew what you were drinking. Melanie's mother felt a more
comfortable warmth spread over her and knew that in a couple of minutes
she'd have nice little buzz on. `When was the last time I was actually
drunk?' she wondered, but she couldn't remember.

Darlene settled into a chair and Sheila sat down on the lounge facing the
pool. Both women watched as the teenager swam back and forth doing a
different stroke each lap. "She's very athletic." Their host observed. The
teenager's mother looked in her host's direction intending to respond but
she found herself looking at those full breasts again. Darlene's eyes were
on the pool so the girl's mother took her time surveying her host's
pectoral attributes. The bikini top seemed too small. A significant portion
of the fleshy mounds bulged out the sides. The neck strap pulled them
together creating a loose cleavage but the triangles over the well endowed
woman's breasts covered no more than a third of them and did almost nothing
to disguise the long plump nipples near their center. Sheila did not
confuse the warmth the alcohol created in her belly with the heat of
arousal that was beginning in her pussy.

She'd only been with a woman once in her life; and it wasn't really a
woman, it was a girl. It happened at summer camp twenty five years ago. The
summer she turned fifteen; `just about Melanie's age' she thought. Clarisse
had been a councilor about four years her senior with a fully matured body
including `D' cup breasts. Sheila recalled the seduction behind the sand
dunes down at the beach that beautiful August afternoon. She closed her
eyes recalling the Sapphic delights the councilor had introduced her
to. The heat between her legs was turning to a throb. Opening her eyes to
take another look at her host's tits only seemed to intensify the itch. Her
erotic memories played in the background as she allowed her eyes to drift
down Darlene Ward's body. Reaching her pelvis Melanie's mother had to
stifle a gasp. Her host's chair was directly facing the lounge in order to
look toward the pool the full figured woman had hooked her left leg over
the arm of the patio chair while leaving her right flat on the flag stone
pool deck. The result was that the woman's legs were spread obscenely
wide. Her vulva was displayed in intimate detail against the thin crotch of
her bikini bottoms. The daydream, her latent horniness, the alcohol and the
view were too much she had to risk slipping her hand between her legs to
give her bubbling pussy a couple of firm strokes.

Darlene's position was by no means an accident. She held her lewd position
facing the pool and continued to observe her guest's reaction out of the
corner of her sunglass shielded eyes. Her own sex was demanding attention
and she felt her nipples growing as she put on a show for her guest. `This
is going to be easier than I thought' she concluded noticing the smaller
woman's hand sneak down to her crotch. Turning her head back toward her
victim there was a blur of activity as Sheila quickly removed her
pleasuring hand trying to make it appear as though she was reaching down
for the glass of Sangria that she had set on the ground.

"You better be careful dear. With your fair skin you'll be burnt to a crisp
in no time." Darlene warned her victim. "Let me put some of this on you"
the hostess said walking over to the table. Melanie's mother's vision was
not a hundred percent clear but she could still see the roundness of her
host's buttocks as she retrieved the sunscreen. The back of her bikini
bottoms had virtually disappeared between her firm cheeks. "Just lay back
and relax" her host told her as she was squeezing out a palm full of the
white cream. Lying back on the lounge made her head spin. The back of the
chair wasn't quite flat so the teenager's mother was reclining at a
comfortable angle when Darlene knelt beside her and began applying the
sunscreen to her legs beginning at her ankles. She was applying the cream
all the way around the reclining woman's leg with firm stokes that felt
more like a massage than application of sun cream.

"I'm sure everyone tells you what beautiful legs you have" Darlene
commented as she was working her way above Sheila's knee.

"They don't get noticed as much as they used to. But ya I've always been
kinda proud of them, thanks for noticing." The massaging hands had reached
mid thigh and the heat between Melanie's mom's legs had been rising along
with Darlene's hands. Darlene's eyes were focused on her guest's face,
Sheila's eyes were on her host's hands kneading the firm flesh of her thigh
and getting ever closer to her pulsating womanhood. The reclining woman's
hips moved involuntarily. `She's mine' Darlene concluded as her finger tips
touched the edge of the blue bikini bottom.

Melanie had been watching the erotic developments from the pool with
delight. She was careful not to stare too long in case her mother noticed
her watching. She sat in one of the floatation rings tranquilly floating
around the pool with her hand working diligently inside her bikini bottoms.

Darlene's finger tips pressed into the soft flesh at the top of her guest's
thigh and under the margin of the bathing suit bottom. As soon as she over
came the obstacle she began to move her hand toward the center of the
reclining woman's thighs. Feeling the fingertips now touching protected
territory Sheila was unable to suppress a grunt as her hips twitched
again. Darlene saw her victim's face contort in response to the more
intimate caress. She forced her fingers further into the leg hole of her
guest's bathing suit until they were in up to the second knuckle. Rotating
her wrist she encountered the soft pubic hair and then the slippery wet
plumpness of the woman's large outer lips and the top of her crease. The
guttural unintelligible sound that came out of the reclining woman was
louder this time. Sheila raised her eyes so that she was now looking at her
seducer's smiling face. "Oh God Darlene what if Melanie sees!" at that
moment she glanced in the direction of the pool to see her daughter
floating slowly away from them and currently facing in the opposite
direction.

"Do you want me to stop?" Darlene asked praying for the right answer.

"Yes...No... Oh God" Sheila mumbled unable to rationalize all she was
feeling in her less than sober state. The seducer stood up, took her
victim's hand

"Come with me"

Sheila pulled herself up off the lounge and fell into step behind he host
who was still holding her hand. There wasn't a lot of room inside the pool
shed with the chemicals and other pool maintenance paraphernalia and it was
hot. Neither woman noticed. As soon as they were inside they locked in a
tight embrace and their lips mashed together furiously. Sucking and licking
their tongues fought for territory at first but then settled into a
rhythmical dance. Their breasts mashed together immediately; soon followed
by their bellies and hips. Writhing against one and other they were soon
bathed in perspiration. It was Sheila who broke off the kiss; "I wanna see
your tits" she said breathlessly, pushing her host to arms length and
grabbing the bottom of the bikini top trying to pull it up over the fleshy
mounds it held. It would never have worked if Darlene hadn't simultaneously
reached behind her back and released the bow holding the bottom of her
bra. Deprived of their meager support the plump mounds sagged under their
own weight. When they were revealed Sheila grabbed one in each hand lifting
and squeezing. Darlene pulled her disconnected top over her head, and then
dropped it on the floor. Melanie's mother was enthralled with the size and
pliability of her lover's boobs.

"You like my tits" Darlene asked unnecessarily.

"They're so big and beautiful" Sheila moaned as she continued to manipulate
her host. Grasping the prominent semi erect nipples between her thumb and
forefinger she pulled and squeezed them to full erection. The rubbery tips
doubled in size in her hands. Darlene felt the shockwave hammer into her
pussy as her knees buckled. Sheila did not loose her grip on her host's
nips as they sunk to the floor. Diving forward she captured one whole
areola in her mouth and sucked hard. From her prone position Darlene put
her hands on the back of her lover's head, encouraging the homage being
paid to her hypersensitive mammaries. Sheila moved from one to the other
and back reveling in the soft squishiness against her face and the firm
pebbliness under her tongue. When she finally came up for air Darlene
seized the opportunity to strip her lover's top up over her head. Sheila
had a moment of embarrassment as her own smaller tits came into view.

"Your breasts are so firm and high; they're gorgeous!" the prone woman said
enthusiastically putting her hands over the pert mounds and feeling the
permanently stiff tips bore into her palms. The pressure on her sensitive
boobs combined with the sincere sounding compliment sent a wave of pleasure
through the kneeling woman right up to her still slightly spinning
head. Sheila's hands returned to her hosts widely splayed boobs, lifting
them back up on top of the reclining woman's chest; she resumed her
attention to the thick red pegs that were standing proudly from their
center. Each woman's eyes shifted from the objects of their attention to
the other's face; gauging the reaction to the various different caresses
they were each applying.

Melanie crouched outside the pool shed peering through a small gap in the
siding. Athletically balanced on the balls of her feet, her left hand was
inside her top caressing her right breast while her right hand was inside
her bottoms caressing her moist vulva. Watching the two adults play with
each others tits, she could feel her climax brewing. It was everything
she'd dreamed. She had been careful to only stroke lightly on her slippery
protruding labia to prolong her pleasure; not allowing her fingers to
penetrate to the depth of her engorged clit.

When her mother started to pull their neighbors bottoms off she felt the
unstoppable spasms begin. She didn't notice the impact of her shoulder on
the unforgiving flag stone as she crumpled to the ground shoving two
fingers deep into her soggy quim. Her palm was pressing on her erupting
clit and her hips heaved several times as the delirious orgasm overtook
her. She was pretty sure she'd made some sounds as the waves of ecstasy
swamped her and she wondered how loud they had been as she lay there in the
blessed afterglow. Her post orgasmic brain decided it didn't mater and she
continued to rub herself feeling the sweet relaxed numbness begin its slow
transition back to arousal.

Inside the shed Melanie's mother was prying her host's large, slick labia
apart with her thumbs. She was marveling at the size and fullness of the
woman's inner lips and realizing that this was only the third mature vulva
she had seen close up; including her own. Gently and thoroughly separating
the intricate folds she watched the milky fluid trickling out of the
obscure depths. She inhaled the heady fragrance deeply and continued her
examination. Darlene felt her tender flesh being parted. In spite of the
heat inside the little shed the air felt cool on her sensitive wet
tissue. The kneeling woman continued to open her and she now felt her
clitoris pushing its way out from under its hood. The sensation of her love
button becoming exposed brought on an intolerable gnawing feeling. The
emerging organ was demanding direct stimulation. Instinctively her hand
went down to satisfy the demand.

Sheila gasped at the emergence of the woman's jelly bean sized pleasure
center. She pushed her lover's invading hand aside with her cheek as she
captured the firm projection between her lips and lashed it with her
tongue. Darlene's hips heaved up toward the intensely pleasuring mouth. The
kneeling woman wrapped her arms around the elevated thighs and buried her
face deeper in her host's throbbing honey pot, continuing to suck and lick
its most sensitive feature. Sheila held on with all her might as Darlene's
hips began to buck violently.

Melanie had stripped off her bathing suit bottom to improve access to her
pounding pussy. Her eye was glued to the gap in the siding again, watching
her mother's head moving rapidly back and forth between their neighbors
heaving thighs. Darlene was squeezing and pinching her full breasts and
wailing as her hips thrashed. With a final upward thrust accompanied by a
scream Darlene cleared the summit and began the luxurious slide into the
pool of satisfaction. Her body collapsed limp on the cement
floor. Melanie's hand was a blur moving back and forth across her clit but
her second orgasm eluded her.

Sheila sat back on her heels and realized that she had been so focused on
Darlene's pleasure that she had completely forgotten her own needs. Now as
her host lay naked before her making little mewing sounds the urgent
signals from between her legs reasserted themselves. Plunging her hand into
her pants she gripped her churning womanhood in an attempt to relieve some
of the pressure she felt. The relief was insufficient and short lived; she
needed much more. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband her bathing suit
bottoms were off in seconds. Her hands knew what to do and quickly took up
their task. Head back and eyes closed she was startled when someone grabbed
her wrists. Opening her eyes Darlene's face was inches away. Her host's
lips enveloped her mouth in a reprise of the kiss they had shared when they
entered the steamy little enclosure. Darlene broke the kiss this time and
looked deep into Melanie's mom's eyes for just a second before dropping
between her legs and pushing the teenager's mother's thighs wide
apart. Sheila felt the breath on her wet vulva

"Oh God..." she wailed as the throbbing of her sex became nearly
unbearable.

"You have such a beautiful pussy. It's so neat" Darlene remarked studying
her lover's mons. With her legs so widely spread the crease between her
plump outer lips opened to reveal the deep pink interior but there were
still no inner lips visible. Using her fingers to part the full mound,
Darlene was amazed at how fleshy Sheila's vulva actually was. Her labia
minora were almost nonexistent but at the top of the deep chasm was the
unmistakable bulge she was looking for. She applied her tongue to the
hidden treasure, flicking it quickly several times with the tip, then
applying the flat and lapping the length of her lover's crevice. Sheila put
her hands on the ground to scooted her hips back away from the assault,
unable to stand the intensity of the pleasure. Darlene simply continued in
pursuit. When her butt hit the inside of the shed wall there was no place
to run. Her attacker fastened her lips around the fleeing woman's clit and
sucked hard. The explosion in her lower belly was beyond anything she had
ever felt before. Every nerve in her body began to tingle all at once. The
orgasm shook her like a rag doll and her vocal chords were trying to add a
sound track but there was no air to power them. Sheila pushed her back
harder up against the wall trying to reduce the convulsions that racked
her. She gulped and gasped trying to replenish her oxygen supply while
Darlene continued to lick and lap at the syrupy discharge.

A pervasive feeling of contentment washed over her as she now felt quite
tired and so closed her eyes to savor the feeling of complete
peace. Darlene captured every drop of cum before twisting herself around to
sit beside her depleted companion. The two naked women bathed in sweat
rested somewhat comfortably against the shed wall for several minutes. "How
long... do you think... what if Melanie missed us?" The teenager's mother
stumbled through words and thoughts trying to get her point out.

"I'm sure she's fine" Darlene assured her friend leaning back with her eyes
closed not wanting anything to disturb the post orgasmic paradise. She was
of course sure of nothing. In fact the subject teenaged girl was sitting
with her back against the outside of the shed wall idly strumming her pussy
having been unable to bring herself to a second climax in spite of the
erotic display she had witnessed. Convinced the show was over Melanie
pulled her pants back on and executed an impressive shallow dive into the
refreshing water. Hearing the splash did wonders for the mother's nerves
and she allowed herself to completely relax, resting her head on her
lover's shoulder.

Both women dozed for a while. It was Darlene who ended the reverie, kissing
her lover on top of the head "We better go back" she announced as she stood
up and started to squeeze herself back into the too small suit. Sheila
sighed and copied her neighbor's actions. The women exited the sweltering
little shed holding hands. Looking into each other's eyes there was no need
for words. In unison they took several quick strides and plunged together
into the relief of the cool water.