Jon Reskind: Little eddie_s mother

She turned away, lest the brunette see the look of intense desire contorting her face and interpret it correctly, even though a rising passion must be consuming her own mind by now. Cindy cried,: "Come on, honey, I'll race you into the water!"

Giggling, Lily fled after the voluptuous blonde as she raced across the sand, her large breasts bouncing and juggling provocatively, and splashed into the warm water of the lake. The brunette joined her, swimming with long expert strokes after Cindy as she swam out about thirty-five yards, then halted and began to tread water. Lily came up beside her, and they laughed and splashed each other like two children at play. But in both women's minds now – stronger in Cindy's but gaining magnitude in Lily's – there was a gathering passion, an undercurrent of desire that was almost palpable in the warm, balmy afternoon and in the girlish antics of the two naked females.

They swam and floated, laughing and giggling but not touching one another in any way. Then Cindy could not stand it any longer; her whole being was crying out for release, for action, and she had to move forward now… this very instant…

She called to Lily, "Come on, honey, let's go and catch the last of the sun!"

"Okay," said Lily, and they swam in, then walked out on the beach, the sun glistening off the beaded droplets of water on their skin. Their breasts were taut and proud, the nipples erect, and their pussies were seething cauldrons of passion. They reached the spread beach towel and sank down onto their knees facing one another; Lily was still laughing, but Cindy's expression was now one of unmasked lust. The other woman didn't quite understand what was happening to her, but she would and very soon, Cindy thought… oh yes, she would soon understand!

The voluptuous, naked blonde caught up the small, fluffy towel and shook it open. Her smile was one of pagan carnality as she said: "Lie down, honey," in a soft, hypnotic voice. "I'll rub you dry. You'd like that, wouldn't you? For me to rub you nice and dry with the soft, warm towel."

"Mmmmm!" Lily said, and obediently lay back on the beach towel, her eyes half-lidded, her brain filled with desire and torpor.

Cindy scooted up to where she was looking down into the brunette's face, could see the softly parted lips, the tip of the pink tongue flicking in and out, and it was all the more experienced woman could do to keep from flinging herself onto Lily then and there. But she forced herself to stay calm, lowering the fluffy towel to rub it gently, gently, over Lily's face, removing the droplets of water from it. Then she brought the towel down past the slender column of the brunette's pulsating throat, across her smooth white shoulders, down her arms, along the sides… Cindy's breathing was ragged, spewing hotly from between her teeth, but Lily seemed to take no notice.

"It feels good, Cindy, it really does," she murmured softly. She stretched, wiggling her body, waiting for the gentle touch of the towel again. It was so nice to be rubbed dry that way, she thought, it made her pussy and tits feel so nice, too… ooohhh, it was lovely to be treated this tenderly by another woman, by wonderful, wonderful Cindy.

The provocative, lust-ridden blonde's eyes were hotly feverish as she stroked the other woman's upper torso, moving the towel slowly around Lily's firmly rounded breasts. Cindy drank in the beauty of the brunette's naked stomach and legs, the glistening wetness that was so apparent between her velvet-smooth thighs… Her own cunt was secreting the liquid of her desire heavily along her thighs now, and she was almost trembling from pent-up arousal as she continued stroking, slowly, gently, slowly, gently…

The towel circled Lily's breasts, and her legs began to open and close, open and close, with the burning fire in her loins. Cindy saw the pink nipples rise under her ministrations, growing firm and hard, and she brushed the towel across first one nipple, then the other, then moved it up to the girl's shoulders again as Lily suddenly moaned softly, her eyes going shut all the way.

"It feels good, my rubbing you this way, doesn't it, honey?" Cindy's mesmeric voice droned. "It feels so good to have your sweet young body rubbed by my towel, your breasts, your stomach, the soft towel rubbing and rubbing, making you feel so nice…"

"I'm going to rub your legs now, honey, your legs and… between them… I'm going to dry your wet pussy, honey, won't that be nice? You'd like me to dry your pussy with this soft warm towel, wouldn't you?"

"Yes… oooohhhh…" the passion-drugged mother whispered, her body gyrating with excitement.

Cindy brought the towel down, down, brushing it tenderly over the wet, curly dark pubic hair, drying it, fluffing it, then moved down first one slender leg and then the other, over the knee and calf and into the softness of Lily's inner thighs, causing the other woman to limply let her legs spread wide. Now more of her pinkly moistening cunt was revealed to the blonde woman's eyes, and she raised the towel up to the wet, soft slit and stroked it up and down, up and down, up and down…

"Doesn't that feel good, Lily, doesn't it?" she intoned hypnotically. "Doesn't this towel feel good on your naked pussy, you like to have your pussy stroked this way, don't you…?"

"Oooooooh!" Lily moaned, her body twisting and arching, legs scissoring at the delicious sensations which were flooding through her flesh at the manipulations of the towel on her hot, damp cuntal furrow. Dimly, a part of her mind cried out that what Cindy was doing was wrong, that she, Lily Granger, was allowing another woman to play with her pussy and this was crazy, perverted… and yet, the towel felt so very good and the sun was warm and her mind was lazy and excited at the same time… and her pussy was tingling, tingling, tingling…

It's almost time, the lusting blonde thought, and she's primed and ready. Everything is working out perfectly! Oooohhh, I can't wait to get at that sweet cunt of hers…

She kept on telling Lily how wonderful her body was, how nice the towel felt, and as she talked she brought the towel up and over the woman's body again, back down, up, down, and then she said, "I'm going to use my hands now, honey, instead of the towel, my warm, soft hands…"

"Mmmmm, yes… warm, soft hands…" Feverishly, Cindy discarded the towel and began to stroke the hot, damp flesh of the woman below her, her own body gyrating now at the electric contact of the naked female flesh beneath her fingers. Oh God, oh God, this was going to be the best she ever had, the best woman's cunt she'd ever had…

The voluptuous blonde eased her fingers off Lily's shoulders and arms and sides and breasts, over the rigid nipples, and then she allowed her hands to slide down across the smooth, flat, glistening belly to touch the soft, silken pussy hairs, moving her hands around and down the other woman's flanks, bringing them back up again inexorably. Then one of her long fingers parted the soft, moist crevice of the woman's cuntal slit, parted it gently to touch the button of Lily's clitoris, bringing it immediately erect, stroking it carefully. The brunette's hips began to undulate more freely on the towel, and her dazed mind cried: So nice, this is so nice like this… but I shouldn't allow this to happen, not like this… what if Carl… Ooooohhhh, hut I don't care because I'm so hot and excited and I want to cum… yes, I want to cum and Cindy's fingers feel so good on my pussy and clitoris…

"Give me your hand, honey," Cindy's softly gentle voice said. She was breathing more rapidly now, her fingertip moving with increasing speed against the other woman's softly throbbing cunt mound. "Give me your hand."

Lily lifted one hand. Cindy held it for a moment, then let it rest on her knee to give the other woman the feel of her own fevered flesh. Then she leaned forward, moving Lily's hand over her quivering breast, guiding the limp finger over her diamond hard nipple, feeling her treacherously reacting pussy secrete hotly flaming juices of desire. She bent further forward, touching her lips to Lily's parted mouth, letting her tongue flick across the warm softness. The dark-haired woman moaned softly, knowing she shouldn't accept the other woman's mouth, not caring, lost in the wonderful sensual feelings surging hotly up between her thighs. Her arm came up, encircled Cindy's neck, and a low moan of ecstasy escaped the blonde's throat as her tongue began to work hungrily around up inside Lily's mouth and her finger began to slide with an ever-increasing rhythm up and down the dark-haired woman's vaginal slit, rapidly moistening with her lascivious manipulations.