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An Afternoon Delight Part II by Helene and JayBee



An Afternoon Delight Part II


An Afternoon Delight Part II by Helene & JayBee (Jim)

Introduction: We've known each other for a number of years. We met when working for the same company, and continued communication after going separate ways. Now we share a continuing fantasy from each of our perspectives. Hope you enjoy.

Jim:

We had been asleep maybe an hour. I felt Helene get up, and soon I was watching the low sun through the doors to the patio. When I got up, I remembered my clothes were on the kitchen floor. As I entered the hallway, there was a bathroom just to the left. It took me just a moment to retrieve a large bath towel to tie around my waist. Helene was in the kitchen, dialing the telephone. She wore that black nightgown that was purchased at the mall. Her breasts pushed against the see- through lace at the top, and the black satin gown hugged her body. And I noticed another benefit of the gown I hadn't realized existed. There was a separation from the top of her right leg to the floor. As I watched her dial, I felt the excitement coming back, she responded with a wink, and moved her leg further outside the seam of the slit. I started picking up the clothes on the floor, folded and placed them on the kitchen table. She sounded like she was ordering something on the phone so I sat down and simply admired the view.

Helene: After a super-sex-session and a bit of a rest, my appetite usually demands food. I phoned a nearby barbecue house and ordered delivery of a rack of ribs with the usual side dishes. As I concluded the phone transaction, Jim wandered into the kitchen, wearing a big bath towel around his middle. I had decided to model my provocative new nightgown, and Jim's grin told me he approved of my purchase. I sneaked a knee from the waist-to-floor slit, returning his gaze as I lightly teased my nipples with my palms, asking "You like?" In wordless affirmation, he invitingly held out his arms . "Actually, you look pretty good in that sarong," I commented. I quickly knelt in front of his chair and stroked the sides of his thighs, then slipped my hands under his towel. My fingertips grazed the firm thigh muscles and I made sure to lean over enough to give him a good view of my cleavage, slightly veiled under the sheer lace bodice. Silently, he watched as I stroked, then laughed when the towel came loose. I leaned down and grabbed one corner of the towel with my teeth and pulled it aside. "What have we here?" I puzzled, inspecting his semi-flaccid cock. I bobbed down to plant a quick kiss at the base, then softly exhaled a stream of warm air along the shaft. In immediate response, his cock twitched, as if in greeting. "Want to come out and play?" I invited.

Jim:

Her warm breath brought my cock to life. I was speechless. We had just finished one of the most provocative sex sessions of my life. Bringing her to orgasm with my mouth and tongue, then jamming my hard prick high in her cunt, the reactions of her vagina while she was still at the peak of her release, my explosion of cum, and the ability of her cunt muscles to pull every drop, had left me thoroughly drained. As I laid back, I envisioned it could well be six days before it could wake up again. Now after just sixty minutes she was bringing it back to life in a rush. What a woman! As she looked up from my prick, I took her head in my hands and raised her lips to mine. As we kissed, I raised her up with me, moved my arms around her back, and pulled her close. The towel had fallen to the floor, I pressed my hardened cock against her body. After a long kiss, I whispered in her ear, "Take me to a place where we can cuddle, and wait for that order you gave." I turned and took the billfold out of my pant's pocket, and said, "will you handle the chore with my billfold, or do you want me to get dressed?"

Helene:

"I put the order on plastic," I told Jim, "but you can answer the door and tip the guy if you'd like." Reconsidering, I added, "Maybe you oughta slip into your pants. I order from this place regularly, and they may send a delivery boy who knows me." In reply, Jim reached for the trousers he'd shed earlier, and dropped his towel. As he bent to step into them, I studied his tight buns atop the well-muscled thighs. Like many women, I relish this part of a man's anatomy. There's something so erotic about butts and thighs, suggestive of latent power and capacity to deliver a fantastic fuck. I resisted a momentary urge to give his buns a gentle nibble with a quick tongue stroke along the crack. "The food should be here in about 20 minutes," I said, "I'm going to change clothes so I don't get barbecue sauce on my new nightie."

Jim:

As I was getting dressed I told Helene she should just take off the gown. If she spilled anything on herself I would certainly be glad to lick it off! But she disappeared into the hallway. When dressed, I made sure my hair was combed, double checked the kitchen, then found my way into the den. Turned on a couple of table lamps, and the television. Tuned to the public television station which was showing something about rail journeys. I turned up the volume just a bit to be sure it could be heard. Helene's comment about the possibility of the delivery guy knowing her, made me want to make the place looked open. It must have been a slow night at the barbecue place, I had just sat down when the doorbell chimed. The little guy was standing there with two big boxes, I gave him a substantial tip, he left with a pleased smile on his face. Carried the good smelling food into the kitchen, as I sat it on the counter, Helene came in.

Helene:

That was fast, I mused, when the doorbell chimed as I was slipping into a loose denim shirt that stopped just short of my butt. Although missing a few buttons, the shirt was soft and comfy against my naked body. "Let's eat in here," I said when I joined Jim in the kitchen. "Want a beer?" I asked as we quickly unpacked the carryout boxes. I reached into the fridge and found a couple cans. We didn't talk much as we sat facing each other devouring the juicy barbecued ribs; there was just the sound of chewing, swallowing, and sipping from the beer cans. When the initial wave of hunger had been satisfied, I began licking the sauce off a meatless rib, then sucked it into my mouth. I looked over at Jim and saw he was watching me closely, his lips slightly parted, and shiny. When our eyes met, I suggestively began miming a blowjob, using the rib as a prop. Jim immediately got the point and chuckled knowingly. "Careful of your shirt" I grinned, "that sauce makes a permanent stain." I resumed making love to the rib with my tongue, pausing only to remark, "You think this is why they call a hardon a boner?"

Jim:

It didn't take me long to satisfy my hunger and I was amused at how Helene was moving from food to sex. As I sipped my beer I was getting jealous of that rib bone she was sucking! The thought of her using the same technique on my cock was again starting my blood to boil. I told her I didn't know the origin of the word "boner" but her movements on that "boner" was really giving me a hard-on! With that I unzipped the front of my pants and pulled out my prick. It felt good to get it out in the open again! I put my hand at its base, and could feel it growing. Her nipples were pushing against her shirt as she leaned on the table, and although I couldn't see her legs, I felt sure her cunt was becoming moist again.

Helene:

As I'd hoped, Jim responded to my non-verbal teasing by liberating his cock from confinement. It was a thrill to see his very-familiar hand holding a cock I'd only just met a few hours ago. As he slid back from the table to give me a better view, I carefully studied the treat he was offering. His blond coloring makes for pale cock-skin which turns a delicious rosy-pink. The swelling veins along the shaft suggest power, and promise of a hot load of cum. I could see the head turning a deeper red as Jim's fingers monitored the pulse at the base. The entire shaft gave the impression of a velvet head atop a satin covered marble column. I discarded the rib bone and licked my lips in anticipation. I could feel my nipples harden as they brushed against my shirt. And as I leaned back from the table, I felt the familiar "squish" between my legs. Just studying Jim's cock was enough to make me get very wet! Sliding my chair around the table, I locked eyes with Jim, then unbuttoned my shirt as he watched. Still sitting, I palmed my breasts, lifting them, then pulled on the nipples, twisting just a bit. Then I spread my legs, and hooked my knees over the chair arms and while Jim stared, I began stroking along my cunt lips, dipping a fingertip into the pool of wetness.

Jim:

It was a totally erotic sight to watch Helene stroking her breasts with one hand, and gently spreading the lips of her cunt with the other. I pressed my hand harder at the base of my prick, and with the other I slowly ran my fingers from the bottom of the head down the large vein that was swollen with my cum. I had to be very gentle touching my cock, and had that familiar urge to grip it firmly which would have quickly sent a load of my cum squirting toward Helene. Still pressing at the base, I cupped my balls with the other hand, bringing them forward and slowly massaged them between my fingers. This action slowed the danger of cumming. As I did this, Helene had inserted her finger into her cunt, and then spread the delectable juice on her nipples, then, with the other hand she slowly inserted two fingers into her joy box. .

Helene:

For several long moments, Jim and I pleasured each other by making a show of pleasuring ourselves. Face-to-face, sitting only a few feet apart, I concentrated on his expanding cock and how his hand and cock danced in a familiar duet. I consciously imitated his action, alternately teasing my clit, starting and stopping. When, with his other hand, he reached down to cradle and cup his balls, I smilingly suggested that he might stand up and drop the shorts. Kicking the pants aside, he rearranged himself on the chair, legs now spread wide, simultaneously caressing his balls with one hand while the other played teasing games with his red, swollen cock. With both hands, I pulled my pussy lips apart at the top, revealing my own female version of Jim's cock. Quickly, I glanced down to see that my clit was erect, and emerging from her little hood. The surrounding tissue was bright red and glistening from the juices triggered by the provocation of the live sex show Jim was putting on just for me. With one hand spreading my cunt lips to fully expose my clit to Jim's gaze, I plunged two fingers into my pussy, and gathered a dollop of the clear viscous lube, then anointed my clit's head. My body involuntarily spasmed in response to the direct touch of my finger. My pussy clenched, and the sensation rippled down and back, targeting my ass. I focused hypnotically on Jim's balls as he stroked and caressed, the two sweet plums within moving lazily in the sac of soft skin.

Jim:

I had planned to keep private exploration of ourselves in motion until the moment Helene moved for body contact. But when she pulled open the lips of her cunt, and exposed her clit, and then reacted to the touch, the invitation was too strong to resist. As I stood up, I removed my shirt and was naked again. I kneeled in front of Helene and started licking her fingers which were holding her cunt lips open. I then moved to her clit, and alternated between licking the hard little knob, and massaging it back and forth with my tongue. By the way she was moving her body, I knew my actions were taking her to the heights of sexual gratification.

Helene:

Jim sensed exactly how my clit wants to be licked. The feel of his tongue against the shy little pearl unleashed a new flood of juice from my pussy. I felt the overflow trickling out and down to my ass as I pulled at a nipple with one hand while holding the cunt lips apart with the other hand. Sometimes it seems that there is an electrically charged hot-wire between my clit and my cunt and Jim had ignited the circuit.. As I whimpered and bucked against Jim's mouth, he quickly slid two fingers into my throbbing pussy. When I squealed with delight, Jim moved his hand back and under me, to paint my excess juices over the ass pucker. First he easily slid a thumb into the sphincter, then plunged two fingers into my pussy. Unable to speak, I grinned silently: Jim seemed familiar with what I call the "bowling ball grip." Thus paralyzed by the exquisite feel of Jim's fingers simultaneously in my ass and cunt, my clit grew to full erection in response to Jim's hungry tongue. Waves of intense pleasure built a tidal wave as the muscles in my ass and cunt squeezed Jim's fingers. "I'm going to cum," I told him.

Jim:

Helene's acknowledgment that she was about to cum greatly increased my excitement as I continued to lick and suck her clit. along with the added pleasure of rubbing my thumbs and fingers together through the membranes of her ass and cunt. I was drinking and swallowing her flood of juices. She was pushing harder and harder against my mouth. When I felt she was eminently going to explode, I pulled my fingers from her cunt along with my thumb from her ass. Her asshole had become wet and pliable, I rolled my fingers together, and plunged all four up her ass to the knuckles. I was also trying to see what turned her clit. I tried rolling my tongue around the little knob, then pushing and releasing using my tongue, I then closed my lips on it and gently pulled until it was released. She seemed to enjoy it all as she pushed hard against my mouth. As I tasted a gush of fluid, I could hear Helene moaning and gasping, by her muscle contractions, I knew she was cumming. I worked her cunt and asshole hard as her muscles went through a series of contractions, and she froze with her hips off the chair pushing against my mouth. I wrapped my free arm around her ass cheeks and held her close. I slowly lowered her to the chair as I removed my hand from her ass, and raised my very wet face to rest my chin just above her cunt. Helene was looking at me through half closed eyes, a very slight smile on her face. I had a raging hard-on, but I was not in a hurry, she needed some recovery time, and I wanted her to choose how I was going to fuck her.

Helene:

The backwash of a full-body orgasm slowly subsided as my eyes began to open and the world returned to focus. Jim had played my body like a violin virtuoso, plucking the right strings, with daring creative "fingering!" Although he could not have known that I was an "ass virgin" he seemed to have a sixth sense of what I'd enjoy. The residual throb in my ass told me he'd used more than his thumb in my asshole, but I wasn't sure. I was tempted to slide down onto the floor to my knees, and invitingly elevate my ass for his inspection. The prospect of my first buttfuck seemed appealing. Undecided, I reached down to touch his face. "C'mere," I said. As he moved up from between my legs, I held his shoulders and dropped to the floor, pulling him down alongside me. "Lie on top of me," I told him. "I want to feel your weight pinning me down." He gently lowered the length of his body on top mine, so I could feel skin-on-skin, from head to toe. We lay in a locked embrace for long moments until gradually I became aware of his stiff cock mashing into my belly. I slipped my hands between our bodies and pinched his nipples. "What would you like now?" I whispered. "A blowjob? or an assfuck?" While he considered the options, I licked his mouth from side to side, darting my tongue between his lips. "At this point," I added, I'm up for just about anything!"

Jim:

As she ran her tongue between my lips I wondered if she had experienced the same type of excitement as I was washing her cunt lips with my tongue. I had always known the tongue was a prime sexual exciter because you could use it in so many ways. It could be hard flesh probing sensitive areas, or soft and pliable capable of wrapping around the selected object. I could image her tongue probing, licking and wrapping around my prick, then burying my cock in her mouth as I shot my wad of cum down her throat. And I had played a very special game with her ass. Running a finger, or fingers up her ass hole also had significance. I could imagine how it would feel on my cock. The little iris would be like having a finger wrapped around the prick as you moved in and out. I knew the fuck channel would be different also. The vagina pulls tighter as it's excited. The ass hole fuck starts and stays tight until well lubricated with cum. I wondered which might bring her to another sexual high. My prick was burning a hole in her tummy, I pulled back slightly, turned her head, pushed back her hair, and licked the outer edges of her ear. After several rounds, I slowly tongued the inside of her ear. Then I whispered, "In your ass, in your mouth, on your tits, I have a very hard cock that's ready to please! I could probably fuck you dry in your cunt if you want."

Helene:

"What I really, really want right now," I told Jim, "is to move my butt off this hard floor!" We were still in the kitchen, with the remains of our impromptu picnic on the table. I moved to stand up, and Jim followed. His rigid cock thrust forward like a javelin, which gave me a nice handle to grab and lead him into the den and a cushy leather sofa. "Here, Boy!" I teased, gently pulling him along behind me. "Now I'm gonna double-clutch this gearshift into overdrive," I announced, with a little push to his chest. He sat down, looking at me expectantly. He spread his legs, and I knelt on the floor between them. I massaged the insides of his thighs, moving steadily closer to his crotch. When my fingertips touched the satiny sac containing his twin plums, I lifted and caressed as I carefully studied the response from his raging cock, which I hadn't touched yet. I eagerly gave his sac a tongue bath, carefully sucking each ball in turn into my mouth, while I glanced upward to see his reaction. His lips were apart and his eyes closed... Finally, lifting his balls up with one hand, I concentrated on licking the little flat area between the ball-sac and his asshole. He groaned with pleasure when, with fingertips, I massaged that magic spot, firmly pressing upward. Holding my hand thus, my mouth captured his cock by the head. I sucked lightly, running my tongue around the ridge, over the velvety head, pointing my tongue to probe into the little eye. Jim's hand dropped to my head, tangling his fingers in my hair as I slowly lowered my head, allowing his cock to slide over my tongue and push against the back of my throat. I was careful to sheathe my teeth with my lips, creating for his cock a hot, wet, pulsating sleeve. Then I began the classic head-bobbing motion while my fingertips continued to remind his balls that I was waiting for delivery of hot cum. With my other hand I reached up and pinched one of his nipples.

Jim:

I had become so sexually excited I had actually forgotten where we were! When Helene started getting up, I was surprised to see us still in the kitchen, and when she took my prick in her hand, I would have followed her anywhere! The leather couch felt cool against my back, I opened my legs to her, and her actions continued to bring me to the ultimate high. As she was sinking my cock deep in her mouth I could feel the edges of her throat. Her tongue circling around my prick increasing the pressure and the pleasure. She also knew that men, too, love to have their nipples touched, and sucked. It may well be one of the few really mutual experiences between the male and female, as both experience the wonderful hardening and sensitivity. I started running my hands up and down her back as she sucked on my cock. By leaning forward, I could reach her ass cheeks, and spread them apart with my hands. Although she was leaning down, I found I could also cup the bottom of her breasts with my hands. I alternated, squeezing her breasts, and then rubbing her back and spreading her cheeks. Her actions were bringing me close to cumming.

Helene:

I could sense Jim was approaching the point of no return as he gave himself over to my tongue and hands. His hips made little involuntary thrusting motions, his voice low and urgent. I raised my mouth off his cock enough to whisper, "C'mon baby, give it to me. Shoot that load of hot cum." Then I dropped my head again, exerting firm suction on his shaft, and was rewarded with the first spurting wave over my tongue. Then I grabbed the base of his cock, held it steady, while I watched the second smaller spurt jet out and land on my forehead. With a happy grin, I looked up at him as I slowly and deliberately swallowed the pool of cum he had deposited on my tongue. Still holding his damp cock with one hand, I leaned back and with fingertips spread the cum spatter off my forehead down over my face. There was just enough left to dab on my nipples before I licked the residue from my fingers.

Jim:

It was an hypnotic experience. She treated my cum like a magical lotion. Making a point to show it being swallowed, and then spreading it on her face and nipples. I too wanted to experience the magic as I moved off the couch and knelt before her. I held her head between my hands and gave her a long kiss as I explored her mouth with my tongue. I continued down her neck, her breast and finally licking and sucking both nipples. I then turned her around so she could lean on the couch. With her head on the seat of the couch she closed her eyes. I saw it was dark outside, and knew the party was over, the fat lady was about to sing, and I had to get on the road. I went into the kitchen and quickly dressed, bringing Helene's shirt back to the den with me. She put it on, and accompanied me to the door. I gave her a long hug, and whispered in her ear, "Until the next time."

The End?

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