Afternoon Delight

I had lost track of the time as I lie on my cushioned lounger. The air was warm, pleasant though. There was a soft, gentle, teasing summer breeze that would play with the tendrils of my hair that had escaped the careless topknot I had put it into before I came outside. I could hear the songs of the whippoorwills, and the bobwhites, as they called to each other in the distance. There was the cyclic drone of the cicadas that had a truly soporific effect on my senses. I let myself drift in the summer afternoon. I enjoyed the respite from the "maddening crowds" that surrounded me at work.

I had put on a white, thigh-length, cotton tee shirt. I had felt particularly risqué though, and left off the panties, and my bra. It was so much cooler this way. After I had been lying there for an hour, the warmth of the sun had soaked into me, all the way to my deepest bones. I decided to cool off just a bit, since I wanted to still stay in the sun for awhile longer. So I turned on the sprinkler, and ran through the chilling water spray. There was no way I could stop the trilling laughter that escaped my throat. Finally, white shirt wet and clinging, and I wandered back to the lounger. I took a long sip of my iced tea. The ice had long since melted, but I didn't want to go back inside just yet to refresh the ice.

I settled back into the lounger, squirming around for a bit. The tee shirt scooted up in the back, leaving my bare bottom against the cushion of the lounger, and I had to tug just a bit, to make sure it still covered the "bare" necessities in the front. The last thing I wanted to expose to any neighbor, who might peep through my hedge, was my smooth pussy. I smiled naughtily at that thought. That certainly would give them something to talk about, and I laughed softly to myself.

Soon, the sun was working it magic on me once again. My eyelids drifted shut behind my sunglasses. I felt wonderfully lazy, like a gecko sunny herself in the afternoon sun. Nowhere to go, and nothing to do. It was wonderful. Even if it was only for a short time. I don't know if I was aware of when it happened, but I slowly drifted to sleep.

How long I lie there, I have no idea. The breeze was just enough to keep me comfortable, warm, but not sweating. I was dreaming of you, I know I was. I became aware of the cushion shifting slightly, and somehow I knew you had seated yourself next to me. Your hands stroked up and down my smooth thighs, moving in circles, teasing your way upwards. And yet I was still asleep, but almost awake. I could feel your fingers slip between my thighs, slowly easy them apart, your touch easy, knowing, gentle and very assured. Your clever fingers stroked the soft petals of my pussy lips. Lightly your touch teased me, excited me, soothed me, and then took me a bit higher with each new touch.

I must have moaned, my lips parting on my sigh of rapturous desire. Your one hand deserted my dampening pussy lips, and just as my lips parted, you eased your index finger between them. I heard your voice, as if from a distance. You told me to suck on your finger, bite if I needed to. But my eyes still stayed closed; I still heard your words as if through a fog. My tongue touched your finger, tasting your skin. My lips closed around your finger almost simultaneously as your other index finger slid deep inside my womanly lips. You had found my sweet, wet passage, and now you had found it.

Dear Lord, I could feel your one hand teasing my pussy, my innermost lips and muscles to an intense spasm of emotion. And your finger in my mouth flicked at my tongue teasingly, and then simultaneously both fingers began a sliding motion, in and out of my body. The one finger, slick with my saliva, moved between my sucking lips, and the other finger, joined now my two others, was stroking my innermost lips. Faster, even movement, you eased in and out, in and out. Without my volition, my hips began moving, keeping rhythm with your hands, your fingers.

Faster, faster, higher, and ever higher, you stroked me, you teased me. And then you said bite my finger hard, so the neighbors don't hear. And then I spasmed deep inside my body. I orgasmed out of control, my muscles jerking in rhythmic response to your loving thrusts. It went on and on, it seemed as if my pussy would suck your hand deep inside my body.

Long, long moments later. I became aware that you were sitting next to me on the lounger. Dear Lord, I thought. Had that really happened? Had I really had an orgasmic release out here on my lounger? I looked up, pink cheeked and I knew. The knowing look in your soft brown eyes, and your clever smile, that gently curled your mouth told me that I had. I didn't know what to say. And then you leaned forward, and lightly kissed my mouth. "Let's go inside, love," you said. "I have to get inside your sweet body now!" I smiled as you pulled me up from the lounger and led inside for round 2 of afternoon delight.