1. I Dare You (part 4)


    Date: 4/22/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: digger66, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    [In Kay's voice] I couldn’t get my Thursday night’s conversation with Ken out of my head. I thought about it all day at work on Friday. By the time I got to Cynthia’s, I was all wound up. Immediately, she offered some wine and I accepted. This was bad because I get horny when I get drunk. We talked about this and that through dinner. After two bottles of wine, around 9:30, she asked if I wanted to go into the hot tub. Naturally I said yes, but I also remembered that I forgot to bring my bathing suit. “That’s okay,” Cynthia explained with a slur, “we’ll go au natural. It’s just us girls.” “Aren’t you afraid that your neighbors will see us?” “Only Franklin, our one neighbor, can see to the tub.” She stared at me with a haze in her eyes, “Let him look! What a show he’ll have tonight!” She laughed. We climbed into the tub naked. The conversation turned to Marc’s trip and Ken’s studies. I told her that it had been over two weeks since Ken and I had done it, and that I felt very frisky. Cynthia looked embarrassed, so I changed the subject. We soaked for about forty- minutes. I was very tired, but when I exited the tub, a blast of wind woke me up. Suddenly, I was goose-pimply. I was still very horny. Naked, we walked through the house and to our respective rooms. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I could not help staring at my breasts in the mirror. My nipples were still hard, and my thoughts turned to Ken and his cock. After brushing, I lingered in front of the mirror. ...
    My hands reached up to my breasts and I began to knead them. I rolled my nipples in my fingers; this sent small shock waves directly to my clit. I closed my eyes and started to imagine it was Ken’s hands caressing me. I took a deep breath. It was at this moment that I heard Cynthia. She stood naked in the hallway staring at me. I quickly dropped my hands to my side and felt a bit embarrassed. I gave her a half smile and said, “Just a little frisky tonight.” She looked at me with a blank face. “I was thinking of Ken,” I explained, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.” She said, “No, no. My fault. I just wanted to bring you some lotion.” I could feel her eyes lock on to my tits, which was funny, because I stared at hers too. Cynthia shuffled off to her bedroom. I collected my things and headed to my room. My thoughts could not leave Ken’s body and particularly his cock. I badly needed to get fucked. I wanted him inside of me. I was on fire. Fortunately, I brought my little helper with me, my mini-vibrator. I kept it in my purse for just such emergencies. It did the trick, and within minutes, I had an explosive orgasm. I tried to be quiet, but I let out a few loud whimpers and moans. After the stars faded from my eyes, I noticed that Cynthia had been standing outside of my closed door. Her feet cast shadows through the crack at the bottom. After I calmed down, I heard her scamper off to her room. Saturday morning came too early. We poured ourselves into the car, coffee in hand, and ...
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