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  A Hot Afternoon

  G.R. Grayson

  A holiday begins with an afternoon where it’s not just the weather that’s hot, as watching a beautiful woman sunning and pleasuring herself in the apartment below turns into an encounter that fulfils my desires.

  Max and I had been looking forward to this week, having saved the pay from our part time jobs for months, to escape from Melbourne’s frigidly cold winter to the beautiful warmth of Surfers Paradise for fun, surf and girls. Both struggling university architecture students who were free of the encumbrance of steady girlfriends, my cock had twitched on the plane, as the cute flight attendant, with incredible legs and tits bursting to be free of her white uniform shirt, sauntered past distributing food and coffee. A number of times she caught me staring at her delicious arse, our eyes meeting. She smiled at me invitingly.

  “That’s what we’re here for!”

  “Pussy hunting!” Max had exclaimed when we first discussed the idea over way too many beers. “Serious pussy! That’s what we need!”

  I struggled to walk off the plane as my swollen cock chafed against my leg, the sexy flight attendant standing at the aircraft door fare-welling passengers.

  “Ask her for her number,” insisted Max from behind me as we shuffled down the aisle of the plane with the rest of the passenger. Reaching the door, she again looked me in the eye.

  “I hope you enjoyed the flight,” she smiled.

  “Ah...Ah....Thank you,” I sputtered, stepping onto the air bridge that led to the airport terminal.

  “What was that?” Max fumed as he caught up to me.

  “What was what?”

  “She goes, ‘I hope you enjoyed your flight’ and you go ‘thank you’. Where was, ‘I really enjoyed your arse? Can I have your number?”

  “Well I.....”

  “No wonder you never get laid!”

  “I fucking do!”

  “When was the last time?”

  I sputtered as words failed to come from my mouth.

  “We’re here to find girls and get laid. If you keep losing it when you meet a pretty girl, you might as well have stayed home.”

  “It won’t happen again.”

  “I know it won’t. Now let’s get our bags, get a cab to our apartment and go looking for pussy.”

  “Yep. Lets’ go pussy hunting!”

  In the cab, our heads swivelled every which way to catch a glimpse of the smorgasbord of scantily dressed babes.

  “Would you look at that!” exclaimed Max as we passed a tall woman wearing nothing but a string bikini and a dark tan. “Yes please!”

  “She is HOT!” I agreed.

  At that moment his phone beeped with a message. He quickly scanned the screen.

  “Tiffany!” he cried. “She’s an old girlfriend. She wants to look after me while I’m on the coast. Looks like I’m in! Sorry mate. You’re on own this afternoon.”

  “Shit!”

  I knew he wasn’t sorry.

  “Girls just fall into his fucking lap! Why doesn’t that happen to me?”

  ***

  I stood on the balcony of our apartment absorbing the warm sun on my skin, the salt air from the nearby ocean filling my nostrils, the tension from my Melbourne city life running away. A tang of excitement buzzed in my stomach.

  We had gone all out and rented a luxury apartment in the “Riptide” complex, one of the more sort after resorts in Surfers, which was located across the road from the glorious beach. Instead of a multi-storey high rise like many of the towers on the strip, the apartments rose no more than three stories, giving easy access, beautiful court yards and entertaining areas to most of the apartments. Ours didn’t have a courtyard, instead possessing a large patio with a monster barbecue.

  “I’m sure we can have a great party here!”

  The balconies and courtyards were configured so that little or nothing could be seen from the others, except the courtyard below and to the right where much of the courtyard, including a sun lounge could be seen.

  “Someone didn’t quite work out the angles here!” I thought, my architecture studies coming to the fore.

  As I stood there enjoying the sun, contemplating what to do with the afternoon whilst Max dipped his wick, I watched a tall majestic blonde in a tiny white bikini, her tits bulging like boulders against the thin material, her large tasty nipples poking like beacons and the lips of her pussy easily visible through the almost sheer material, strode like a model into the courtyard. Her stunningly long legs ran down to horny shoes with buckles like handcuffs. She carried a small purse like bag in one hand.

  “I’d love those ankles around my ears!”

  Her face was beautiful, her blonde hair scooped up in a loose bun. She sat on the edge of the sun lounge that was angled across courtyard, giving me a perfect side on view. Taking the bag in one hand she opened it, removing a small tube of what seemed to be sunscreen. Squeezing a little into her hand, she began smoothing the lotion onto each arm in turn.

  “Mmmm. She could stroke me!”

  I watched her intently, she seemingly oblivious of my presence as she untied the straps securing the top of her bikini, before dropping it to the ground revealing her fantastic tits, her sweet nipples ringed by dark aureoles. Reapplying sunscreen to each hand in turn, she began to rub her breasts in a circular motion, starting from the outside, working in towards her nipples. Upon reaching the pert brown buds she grasped them between her thumb and forefinger, gently stretching them outwards.

  “Holy fuck!”

  “Oh yes!” I heard her gasp before releasing them, after which they stood firm and erect. Emboldened by the pleasurable sensations that she had created, she lay along the length of the sun lounge. She again massaged her breasts before sliding her right hand down her body. Reaching her bikini bottoms, she hooked her thumb in each side. She pulled upwards so the material in the crotch of her bikini drew together like a piece of string, parting the crease formed by the lips of her pussy.

  “Fuck!”

  I felt an explosion in my underpants as my cock instantly became erect. Slowly she worked the string of bikini up and down as she sought to excite her clit.

  “Oh yes. Oh yes!” she groaned, accelerating her action. Suddenly she stopped and drawing her knees to her chest she slid the swimsuit bottoms down her legs. She sat up for a moment and reached to the ground where she had placed the small bag. From it she removed two long thin objects and a small plastic bottle. Unscrewing the lid from the small squeeze bottle she held up the first cylindrical object to reveal a clear crystal dildo with ripples down its length. She held it at the bottom so it pointed skywards and squeezed some droplets of fluid on the tip of phallus, watching what I believed to be lube, run down its length. Resting it on the sun lounge she picked up the other object which I could now see was a silver vibrator to which she also applied lubricant.

  Again reclining on the lounge, she took the clear rod in hand. Spreading her legs a little she glided the glass dick down her Brazilian mound.

  “I fucking love Brazilians!”

  “Oh fuck!” I heard her cry. My hand unconsciously grazed the front of my shorts which were bulging with my engorged penis. Urgently she rubbed the rod along her clit before seeking out the entrance to her pussy, dipping the glass rod inside her.

  “Oh yes! Fuck yes!” she groaned as she began to stroke the dildo vigorously within her, a continuous groan escaping from her lips. After a minute or so she paused and removed the dildo from her pussy and I could see it shine with her cum in the sunlight. She lifted the silver vibrator from where it rested on the sun lounge. A buzzing sound like a swarm of bees filled the air as she twisted the dial on its blunt end.

  Returning the dildo into her pussy she applied the pulsating vibrator to her clit, simultaneously stroking her
pussy with the crystal dick in long languid strokes.

  “Oh yes!....Yes...Yes...Yes! Yes! Yes!”

  Her body shook with pleasure as bliss seeped into her every pore. Urgently she rubbed the vibrator on her clit and vigorously pumped the crystal rod in and out of her now dripping pussy.

  Her breasts were flushed red, her skin glistening with sweat and her eyes closed as she lost herself in the delirium of ecstasy. Suddenly her frantic action stopped, her body shuddering involuntarily as orgasm overcame her. She made another three firm and insistent actions with the dildo before laying still except for the accentuated heaving of her chest, her body recovering from the tsunami of intense physical pleasure.

  It took all of my self-control to resist the desire to grasp my throbbing cock and join her in masturbation, but I was keen not to disturb her and end my sizzling private show. Frozen to the spot by her beauty and hypnotised by her exquisite sexual display, I waited silently in the hope of a repeat performance.

  Slowly she removed the dildo from within her and sat on the side of the lounge. Lifting the cum covered crystal phallus to her lips, she slid it into her mouth when suddenly she turned slightly to look me directly in the eye.

  “Oh fuck!”

  I stood frozen by shock as she winked at me, sliding the dildo in and out of her mouth with one hand whilst holding the other up and beckoning me with her pointer finger.

  “Me?” I mouthed in surprised.

  “You,” she mouthed back. “One, two, four”

  She made the numbers with her fingers.

  “Apartment one, two, four?” I croaked.

  She nodded whilst again beckoning me with her finger. I shook my head in disbelief. She had known I was there all the time!

  By now my throbbing cock was threatening to explode.

  “Now?” I again croaked.

  “Now!” she nodded. I turned and made my way through the apartment, out the door and down the hall, entering the lift.

  “Is this a dream? She’s so fucking hot!”

  My head spinning, I was soon standing at the door of apartment one, two, four, which was standing ajar. I poked my head inside.

  “Hello?”

  “Come in,” came a sweet and confident voice.

  Tentatively I stepped inside the apartment, which like ours, had a large open plan living area luxuriously furnished with two long sofas in the middle and a dining table that sat eight, running down the side of the room, where large glass doors opened to the courtyard. The courtyard contained a plunge pool as well as the sun bed and a steel gate that led to the street, which couldn’t be seen from above.

  She stood next to the couch, her body glowing from the sweat raised by her personal pleasuring.

  “Hello, I’m.....” I faltered as she held her finger to her lips indicating I should not speak. She swayed towards me in nothing but her towering white sandals, her beauty more intense and stunning at close quarters. Reaching me, she grasped my head with a hand either side of my face, sensuously applying her lips to mine. My body pulsed with excitement and lust. My arms flayed against my sides as I was unsure what to do before she released her gripped on my face and firmly grasped my hands, guiding them to her buttocks.

  “Squeeze me!” she told me as she took a breath between delicious kisses. Obediently I grasped her arse and pulled her exquisite and shapely body to me. “Mmmmmm...”

  Joining our lips again, her tongue invaded my mouth, tangling energetically with mine.

  “Amazing!”

  She replaced one hand to my face, the other searching out my nipple through my shirt. We stood there for more than a minute our lips joined, she exploring my chest through my shirt, me enjoying the tightness of her beautiful buttocks with one hand and searching out her heavenly thighs and the delights between them with the other, her pussy delightfully moist from her fervent play with the dildo and vibrator.

  “Mmmm. I like that,” she moaned as our lips parted. She grabbed the bottom of my shirt and ripped it up over my head one motion. “I think the shorts need to come off too.”

  Quickly I pulled them down my legs, pulling them off over my feet along with my sandals.

  “Better!” she said as I stood to my full height. She stepped in so that her nipples grazed my chest and grasped my hard pole.

  “Nice big cock,” she sighed as she stroked it gently. “Will you suck my tits?”

  “Try and stop me!” I replied, cupping one of her melons with my hand and lifting it a little before dipping my head and feathering her nipple with my tongue.

  “Oh yes!”

  I wrapped my lips around the nipple and aureolas, sucking the luscious tit with zeal.

  “That’s it!” she said cried, intensifying her arousal of my throbbing dick.

  “Fuck!”

  “I think I should suck you,” she said. Falling to her knees, she took hold of my erect pole with both hands and looking up at me directly, flicking at its tip before wrapping her lips around it, caressing it with short bobbing actions of her head, my dick screaming with pleasure.

  “Oh fuck yes!” I cried. She dipped her head taking all of my thick meat. “Shit!”

  She looked up at me and giggled.

  “You like that?”

  “Of course!”

  This seemed to spur her on to even greater effort. Her tongue dancing down the full length of my pole before again taking it like a sword swallower. I closed my eyes in ecstasy as she worked her blissful magic on my cock. Reaching to the couch, she slipped her hand under a cushion finding a small plastic packet.

  “It’s time for you to get dressed,” she said, ripping the packet open and removing a clear condom. Placing it in her between her teeth, she again swallowed my dick, applying the rubber smoothly at the time same time.

  “Very clever!”

  “Thank you,” she grinned standing from her knees. “Come with me.”

  She firmly gripped my dick and led me over to the long dining table where she pushed some chairs aside. Releasing my cock, she lifted her heavenly butt onto the table and leaning back onto her elbows, raised her legs so that her sexy heels pointed to the ceiling. Slowly she spread her legs so that they formed a large V.

  “Lick me!” she told me, gliding her delicate and long fingers over her smooth mound. Taking hold of her ankles I spread her legs wide, exposing her beautiful gorge to my gaze. Dipping to one knee I slid my finger down her wet crevice, which caused her to shiver as if cold.

  “Fuck!” she cried. I leant forward and drifted my tongue over her clit, her sweet smell wafting into my nostrils. “Holy fuck! Don’t tease me!”

  “Would I?” I laughed. Taking her clit between my lips I sucked deeply, her cum dripping down my chin, a deep growl escaping from her lips.

  “Oh yes!”

  I stroked her clit with my finger, still dining on her tasty pussy with my darting tongue, thrilling at her blissful response, her body twitching with ever stroke.

  “Yes! Yes! Yes! I want your cock!” she cried. “Fuck me now!”

  Standing, I slid my throbbing pole back and forth across her clit.

  “Fuck yes!” she groaned. I dipped my cocked into the lips of her sex, easing in slowly. “Oh yes!”

  Exhilarated by the exquisite sensations of quivering pussy and holding her ankles around my ears, I drove my cock inside her, causing her to gasp with every stroke.

  “My wish came true! She is amazing!”

  “I love your cock,” she told me. “Fuck me from behind.”

  Always open to variety, I withdrew my dripping dick and taking her by the hand, helped her to rise to her feet. Putting her arms around my neck she smashed her lips onto mine, voraciously consuming my tongue. I again helped myself to her beautiful arse, enjoying the tightness and texture of her ski
n. Suddenly she turned and bent over the table and spread her legs. She reached back between her legs and spread the lips of her pussy.

  “I want you.”

  Not wanting to disappoint, I moved behind her and nestled my cock in the mouth of her sex, thrilling at the touch of her fingers as she guided me inside her. I stood still momentarily to enjoy the feel of her.

  “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to fuck me?” she asked me impatiently. I grasped her hips and began thrusting my cock into her pussy with all my strength, the sound of our flesh slapping together ringing through the air.

  “Yes! Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes! Fuck!” she cried with each stroke. She reached back gripping my arm as I pounded away. Her cries soon to turned squeals, her face flushed with desire as orgasm erupted within her. My pounding continued until she shook with bliss and collapsed onto the table, heaving with ecstasy, my still hard cock buried deep within her

  “Fuck you are good!” she gasped. “I think it’s time for your reward.”

  Standing she slipped off my cock and pulled one of the dining chairs to her.

  ‘Sit!” she pointed. Obediently I sat on the teak wooden chair. She leaned forward, kissing me sensuously, her urgency seemingly dissipated by her climax, stroking my pulsating erection at the same time. Parting our lips, she stood over my cock by placing her still heeled feet either side of the chair. Holding the back of the chair she slowly descended on the rigid rod, stopping halfway and bouncing deliciously up and down.