July heat hits hard. I’m on the scaffold, painting Serge and Monique’s countryside house. Fresh air, Walkman blasting. But my eyes lock on her. Monique. Blonde hair in a bun, dark sunglasses. Yellow bikini barely holds those tanned tits. Nipples poke through. Tiny triangle bottoms hug her curves. She’s barefoot on the grass, swaying to her chaise longue. Sun oils her skin. One hour of staring. My cock twitches.
She rises. Walks over. Hips roll. ‘Want iced lemonade?’ Voice husky. ‘Sure.’ Heart pounds. I climb down. Follow her ass inside. Kitchen cool. She pulls lemonade from fridge. Ice clinks. Pours. Sips. Emerald eyes on me. Smiles wicked. Grabs ice cube. Trails it over her cleavage. Bikini top slips. Hard nipples out. ‘Refreshing,’ she whispers. Hands me the cube. ‘Cool my back?’
The Spark in the Backyard
I take it. Press to her neck. She shivers. ‘Ouff.’ Water drips down her spine. My hand follows. Fingers graze oiled skin. Her ass cheeks flex. She arches. Ice melts. I drop it. Palms her firm butt. She unties hair. Turns slow. Unties top. Tits free. Full, round, perfect. She squeezes them. Pinches nipples. Pulls my face to hers. Lips crash. Tongues fight. Wet, hungry. Her body’s heat against mine.
‘Naughty craving for you,’ she breathes. Leads me to bedroom. Door clicks shut. Patio door open. Sunlight filters through blinds. Streaks her naked skin. I suck her tits. Bite nipples. Hands knead ass. She grinds pussy on my thigh. Drops to knees. Yanks pants down. Cock springs out. Hard as fuck. She stares. Fingers tease. Then mouth engulfs. Slurps loud. Tongue swirls. Gags deep. Face-fucks herself. Cum builds. I explode. Hot ropes on her face, mouth, tits. She smears it. Moans soft.
Whispers and Thrusts in the Bedroom
Bed edge. She spreads. Pussy glistening. Blonde landing strip. I dive in. Lick lips. Suck clit. Juices flow. She bucks quiet. ‘Deeper.’ Fingers plunge pussy. Thumb on clit. Tongue rims ass. She gasps. ‘Yes!’ Finger in anus. She writhes. Begs more. Cock ready again. Slam pussy. Halfway, then balls deep. ‘Oh fuck, yes!’ Hips slap muffled. Bed creaks soft. She claws sheets. Orgasms hard. Body shakes. I pull out. Cock to ass. Pushes back. Tight ring gives. Inch by inch. ‘Hmmm, yes! Harder!’
I pound. Grips tits. Ass grips cock like vice. Neighbors might hear? Windows open. Parquet groans under thrusts. Her moans stifled. ‘Shhh.’ But she screams inside. I flood her ass. Collapse on back. Sweat mixes. Scents linger. Hands stroke gentle. Minutes pass. She tears up. ‘First time cheating. Reading erotica got me horny.’ Kiss forehead. Dress quick. Slip out kitchen. Backyard empty. Scaffold waits. Heart hammers. Cross yard. No one sees. Secret burns hot. She haunts dreams still.