Jane Fox: The peeping neighbors

"Uh, could you lick my, my, my clit?" she finally blurted out.

"Of course," The Colonel chuckled. "See? All you need to do is ask. You're really going to like this, dear. I promise you that. A clitty is the very best place to start."

Belinda shivered as The Colonel's hot tongue licked a path right up her steaming pussyslit. It traveled higher and higher until it came to the protruding little button of joy. Then it pressed down, making Belinda scream out loud with the hot thrills that jerked through her quivering pussywalls.

"Oooooh! Yesssssssss," she moaned. "I love it! Do it more! Do it lots more!"

Belinda couldn't stop the hot tide of passion that swept through her body as The Colonel's tongue flicked across her stiff little clit. She sighed and moaned in joy and her hips canted up so that The Colonel's tongue would press even harder against her thrilling little love button.

"Ooooohh," she moaned. "If you do that much longer, I'm going to come!"

The Colonel chuckled. "That's what you're supposed to do, dear," he soothed her. "Just relax and enjoy it. The first time is for you."

Belinda's eyes stared up at the sky as The Colonel's naughty tongue twirled her hard clit around and around. It felt so wonderful that she couldn't help but squeal out loudly. She didn't care if anyone heard her or not. Her whole body felt like it was alive with passion and she spread her legs out so widely that she felt like she was going to split in two.

"Harder!" she moaned. "Make me come, Colonel. Make me come by licking my clitty."

That was exactly what The Colonel had said. He pressed his tongue over Belinda's throbbing clitty and shook it up and down. Then he surrounded the little rosy bud with his lips and chewed gently.

"Aaaaagh!" Belinda squealed. "Oh, yes, that's it. I'm going to come. I can feel it starting."

The Colonel could feel it starting too. Belinda was shaking like a tree in a high wind. Her clit throbbed and jerked in his mouth. It was just like a miniature prick begging for release. He flicked her clitty back and forth so fast that Belinda felt her mind start to spin right along with his tongue. It was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever had. It was a million times better than the shower. It was the most wonderful thing she'd ever felt.

"Aaaagh!" she squealed again. She felt her body shake loose, floating high in the air, spinning upward until every nerve in her body was screaming for release.

"Now!" she shouted. "Chew it, Colonel! Make me come!"

The Colonel chewed harder and harder. Belinda gave a mighty screech and tilted her pussy up so far that only her heels rested on the platform. Her body was bent like a bow and shaking like she was smack in the middle of a California earthquake.

"Aaaagh!" she squealed. "Aaaagh! Aaaaaaagh!"

Waves of heat radiated from Belinda's ecstatic body as she dropped over the edge of bliss, spinning off to the most intense, longest orgasm that she had ever experienced.

It took forever for Belinda to stop coming. At least that was what it felt like to her. She almost passed out with the sensations that rippled through her lush body. There had never been anything like this for her before. Pussylicking was everything The Colonel had said it would be. It was fantastic!

"Well," The Colonel chuckled, wiping his mouth and sitting up at last. "Wasn't that as good as I said it would be?"

"Oh, yes!" Belinda breathed. "It… it was wonderful! Just wonderful, Colonel."

Belinda shook her head and looked over at the apartment building where Tony had been fucking Sharon. Neither one of them was in sight now.

She wondered if Sharon had as much as she had just had. She doubted it. No one could be better at pussylicking than The Colonel.

Suddenly Belinda giggled as her eyes dropped to The Colonel's waist. His cock was sticking straight up in the air, jerking lustily. She'd never seen a cock look that fat and powerful.

"Do you think you're up to a little fucking?" The Colonel asked. "I'd sure like to take care of this stiff cock of mine, if you don't mind."

Belinda giggled. "I don't mind at all," she agreed enthusiastically. "I have a feeling it's going to be different than fucking with Tony. You sure are full of surprises, Colonel."

The Colonel laughed. He was really enjoying himself. He'd, known that Belinda would take to pussylicking like a duck takes to water, but he had wondered about actually getting to sink his cock into that sweet pussy, of hers. His doubts vanished as Belinda stretched out on the platform again and held out her arms to him. Belinda really wanted to fuck with him. He hadn't felt this good in ten years.

The Colonel gave a quick glance around the pool area. They were in luck. There was no one around. The whole enclosure was deserted.

"Looks like you were wrong, Gladys," he sighed, kneeling in front of Belinda's open pussy with his hard cock in his hand. "She sure was," giggled Belinda, as she stared hungrily at his cock.

Gladys was miffed when she came home and found the apartment deserted. Usually The Colonel helped her put away the groceries. He knew, she always shopped on the way home from the church meeting. The Colonel wasn't anywhere in sight, so Gladys put everything away by herself. Then she wandered in the bedroom, wondering why he hadn't left her a note.

"Hmmmmm!" Gladys murmured as she saw The Colonel's clothes lying on a chair. She checked the drawer and found his bathing suit missing. He must be down at the pool, taking a quick dip.

Gladys smoothed the hair back from her forehead. It was certainly hot in the apartment. A swim sounded like a good idea. She could always join The Colonel at the pool.

She peeked quickly at herself in the mirror. She'd have to be careful not to get her hair wet. She wanted it nice for church.

Her hands slipped down her slim hips and she smiled at her reflection. She certainly looked better than any other woman in her church group. She'd kept her figure by faithful exercise. A man had whistled at her on the street on the way to the grocery store.

Gladys giggled a trifle self-consciously. She didn't like that kind of public display, but it did make her feel good. It was reassuring to know that she was still attractive.

Gladys frowned. There was something bothering her. She knew that she was too old for sex, but every since she had made The Colonel agree to buy twin beds, she had been longing for his arms in the night. She'd never felt that way before. In all the time they were married, she could take it or leave it alone. She only went along with it because The Colonel seemed to need it. Now that that part of their life was over though, Gladys felt a vague sense of loss.

"Oh, you're being silly!" she told her reflection sharply. "Get down to the pool and take a swim before you do something foolish again."

Gladys flushed as she thought about what she had done only yesterday. The Colonel was out and she had stretched out for a nap. When she awoke, her fingers were stroking her pussy. That was awful! She didn't know why her body would betray her that. Way!

Gladys hummed a little tune as she waited for the elevator. She tapped her foot in time to the music and then she giggled. There was no reason to wait for an elevator like an old lady. She certainly could walk down three flights of stairs.

Gladys groaned when she saw the sign on the door to the pool area. It didn't look as if they were cleaning the filter though. The water was crystal clear. She stepped past the sign and headed for one of the beach chairs by the side of the pool. She didn't see The Colonel up on the diving platform.

Gladys examined the surface of the water reflectively. It was so clear you could see all the way to the bottom. She leaned closer and blinked her eyes. There was something in the bottom of the pool. That was strange; it looked like the top of someone's bathing suit.