Arthur Alexander - Emily_s Lips

And was arousing her now.

A hand suddenly lay upon her thigh. Her eyes fluttered open, immediately to be blinded by the sun. She heard a voice say, "He wants you."

What? What was going on? She recognized the voice as Angela's. What did she mean? Who wanted her?

"He wants you, Emily."

A shadow moved across her face, cutting out the sun. Again she opened her eyes.

Eclipsing the sun, a man towered above her. It must be Adrian, though she could hardly see his -face. The sky around his silhouette was blinding still. Her eyes could only rest upon his tall and tensed form, and she realized that his cock, the very coc k she had been thinking about, jutted forward and upward in a rigid erection. His legs were straddled, and she looked up his form to where it swept outward at his cock.

"Go to him," came the commanding voice once again. "Go to him now."

She looked clown her body to where Angela crouched beside her hip. The blond woman was staring at her with hypnotic eyes. Her face was totally devoid of expression, absolutely serene. Her mouth opened and words came out: "He desires you."

Emily had nearly been asleep. Her mind still did not quite grasp what was going on.

Everything was so hot! The white body of the woman and the darker, more dangerous body of the man seemed to hem her in. She was running with sweat, her brain baking in its skull, and the ripples of heat over her body kept her constantly in a daze.

But the smooth, honey-like voice came again. "He needs you now, Emily. You must go to him."

Warm, female hands helped to lift her shoulders. The same hands coaxed her onto her knees. She felt the air against her grassy and sweating back. The sun beat around her, but she huddled in the shade of the man. The hands tipped her face up until her eyes once more were dominated by the man's stiff cock. The woman was kneeling behind her, and Emily felt the slender blond arms around her as she stared at that quivering cock just before her face. It seemed monstrous to her befuddled brain, arched, writhing with veins. Something behind her back gave way, and she realized that her bra was being removed. Her great breasts dropped happily from confinement into smoothly cupping female palms. She felt the woman's own breast tips brush against her back.

Slim fingers pulled her heavy hair away from her neck, and she felt the air cool her sweat. The woman leaned heavily against her back now, pressing her entire body from cunt to throat against her, and whispered in her ear. "He needs your fingers, Emily. He must have them upon his cock now. See how it waits for you! See the way his cock is stiff just thinking of your cool and lovely fingers."

And as the voice directed her, Emily ran her palm over the man's knees and upwards along his thighs. The stiff hair felt scratchy against her palms. She realized that his muscles were tensed in anticipation. The hair and the proximity thrilled her, and she felt a slight, tremor through her own body. Everything was so very hot! The air was so still, the heat so terribly intense. And it felt good to have that slim, blond body pressed against her from behind. The woman's fingers were gently massaging her tits and caressing her nipples into half erection.

Emily's fingertips neared the goal. The cock with its heavy, tight balls underneath poked out and up before her face. She caught a momentary, musky odor of the new sweat upon the man's body. It was purely a masculine scent, and she recognized that it stimulated her still more. Her sun blindness was beginning to leave her, and she could see the cock in more detail. It was a beautiful object, she thought, stiff, and straight, and eager. And it leapt when she slid her first fingertip up its ripply underside all the way from its base to its tip.

In a little portion of her mind, Emily began to have fun. She played with the man's erection, using her imagination to think of new ways to stimulate him. She masturbated him tightly, and then lightly. She rubbed her hot palm across the eye in the end of his prick and felt the sudden slipperiness of his pr eliminary secretions.

She milked the big cock with both smooth palms, rubbing them maddeningly against him. She cupped his balls and tugged upon his scrotum. She found a sensitive spot behind his sac which made him shiver when she ran her fingers lightly over it. She slid one fingertip across his crinkled and s weaty asshole, and then returned it to his swollen cock head and ran it around the rim. And, all the while, the woman upon her back was breathing warmly against her neck and encouraging her invention with whispered excitement. Her small tits were pressing enticingly into Emily's back, slipping on the film of sweat which coated their bodies. Her hands were doing what they liked with Emily's own melonlike breasts. And occasionally those hands would slip down across the soft flesh of Emily's stomach to linger around the nylon-covered pussy she found there.

The man was becoming cruelly excited under their slow manipulations. A cynical thought flashed through her mind: it was just as she had predicted. But -she had not counted upon her own excitement. The girl's fingers were doing their work. Now one of Angela's hands had burrowed down inside the panties and was working through Emily's sweaty thatch toward her wet slit. The other hand had slipped between their bodies, and Emily could feel the working of her knuckles as the girl beat herself off.

Emily slid her knees farther apart on the grass as she felt the slim fingers splitting her.

She lay her mouth for the first time against the very, straining tip of the man's cock.

The flesh was hot and very smooth under her lips. She could taste the salty mixture of sweat and pre-come which made the head shiny in the sun. It was an electric moment.

She allowed the hot shaft to penetrate deeply into her throat, one long downward fuck with her mouth. And then back out again. The thing had pressed her mouth out into a tall O, and her lips shone with saliva. Her mouth was suddenly wet to do it again. Masturbating the hairy base of the prick with both light hands, she repeated the motion. And he thrust at her this time as she fucked him with her mouth.

Then the girl was kneeling beside her and another mouth was pressed against the stiff cock. Emily felt the sun blaze suddenly on her back, and the lack of fingers within her flooded cunt. She slipped one of her hands downward to assuage the emptiness and was slightly s hocked at the wetness she had generated inside herself. But it was too odd, both of them working on this cock. It was so very strange.

Their lips met across the pole of hot flesh, and as this happened, their eyes met as well. Emily stared into those fathomless eyes and slid her mouth up and down the prick in time with the caress of the other woman. And then the woman broke the action to reach her face across the top of the prick and kiss Emily, lingering upon her wet lips. Hands began to caress Emily's big hanging tits once more and to coax her nipples back into tension. A tongue came out and licked around Emily's lips, diving into her mouth and feeling along her gums and tongue. Emily's hand began to masturbate faster as she was kissed this way. The man's hot sex felt like a bar as it burned against her chin. She lifted her hand from her cunt momentarily to lave the cock head with her own cunt juices. Her nostrils were assailed then -with her own smell as the woman continued to kiss her lips. The hand dove back into her cunt to gather another dripping load of pussy nectar. She rubbed the end of the man's cock with this slippery, musky cream and felt it jerk against her palm. And now she began to kiss the woman back.

With one hand, she masturbated herself, and with the other, she continued to caress the end of the man's cock. The hands upon her tits were exciting her so much that she finally reached across with her pussy-dripping fingers and began manipulating the woman's small and slippery tits in return. And her mouth went back to the man's sex; As the other woman took the end of his cock in her mouth, she began running tongue and smooth lips up and down its length. The idea of the woman tasting her own sex juice upon the head of the cock made her shiver closer toward an orgasm.