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The Sun Dress: Part 1.

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How my lover and I spent the morning of July 2, 2003.The Sun Dress: Part 1.The early July sun made my lovers light cotton summer sun dress transparent, while she was bent, picking flowers from her garden. As I admired her body I could not help admiring her perfect pussy with its puffy mounds and silky light brown hairs unencumbered by panties. My cock twitched as I looked. When she stood to walk back into the house I caressed her tiny hard ass. Back in the kitchen after putting the flowers in water she turned to face me. I gently held her face in the fingertips of both hands and lightly kissed her lips, then her nose and then her eyes before moving back to her lips. Our lips parted and our tongues danced for a few minutes.“Let’s go into the bedroom where it’s cooler,” she said, taking my hand and leading me. She lay on the bed, having shucked her sun dress and watched me undress. I admired her perfect tanned body, her shapely legs, flat tummy; round breasts with tightly puckered nipples and of course her pretty face. “You know, your pubes are still bright golden red,” she smiled, “I still love your body even after all these years.” As she talked my cock grew from being totally soft and harmless to half-erect, getting ready for action.I rolled to her on the bed and we snuggled and kissed for a few minutes. I moved to just below her knees so I could stroke her thighs and belly while I admired her some more. Her left knee was pressed under my chest, her right leg was bent, knee in the air and splayed to the right giving me an open look at her most private place, the place I love to touch, suck and make love to. Many women would be uncomfortable being so open for inspection, but my lover knows how much I love looking at it and all the wonderful secrets that hide inside. I began to trace the edges of her silky bush with my index finger tip and then slowly traced the length of her slit from top to bottom. When I got to the opening of her vagina I inserted my finger tip, just a little and made tiny circles around the rim before pushing in and up. I explored every fold and wrinkle of her inner lips and felt her getting more and more wet and swollen as I approached Ms. Clitty. Again and again I traced my way up and down her wet, open pussy until on the fourth trip to her vagina I inserted two fingers. First just to the first knuckle and pulled back almost out, then in deeper and out again and then all the way in until the last knuckle of my index finger was pressing on her pubic bone and my finger tips explored her deep inside. Eyes closed, breathing deeper, getting more and more wet her hips began to grind to the movement of my knuckle on her pubic bone. I then inserted the tip of my right index finger on top of her clit and started to match the movements of my left hand. Her clit had swollen to three times it usual size when she said, in a little girls voice, “French-kiss me there. Please.”Now with my fingers deep in the center of her body my tongue pretended her clit and inner lips were her mouth and tongue and I French-kissed it deeply. Sucking and licking at the same time. After just a minute or so of being French-kissed she was loosing control of her body. Her pussy was grinding hard against my face, her breathing was very deep and fast, she was pulling and twisting her nipples when suddenly she began to shake from behind her knees. I could feel the quaking of her orgasm travel through her thighs and under my face as her belly contorted and her shoulders rose from the bed. Her scream started somewhere deep in her chest, under her big breasts and rose to be a loud, “Oh, God, Yes, Please, Oh God, Yes!” So loud I was sure the carpenters working next store must have heard, but after just a few seconds it seem to die. I thought I’d missed it, I hadn’t made her fully cum. She must have been just on the verge of loosing all control, but I messed up. So I took my tongue away and inserted my right thumb just to the side of her clit and began rubbing hard in little circles while my fingers continued making love to her. She continued to moan, thrusting her hips, rubbing my head with her left hand, squeezing her nipple with her right. After only 30 seconds of so another loud scream came from deep inside, louder than the first. Her body shock and quaked as she started pulling away from my fingers, trying to crawl up the head board to escape the fingers that were giving her so much pleasure. But I stayed with her, determined not to stop until she was totally satisfied. I wiggled my fingers deep inside and ground my knuckle on her pubic bone and pressed her clit hard with my thumb in little circles. I could feel my fingers get suddenly soaked with hot, slippery juices. The words that came out were unintelligible, but the volume drowned out the skill saw being used next store and still her body shock and still her screams got louder.Finally she started to settle down but her body was still shaking and her voice quivered as she said, “Very slowly. Take your fingers out of me.” As I did so she said, “Oh, no no no, slower, please honey, slower.” “Honey,” I said almost laughing, “I’m barley moving them.” “Then pull them out. Now!” she ordered and I did.My right hand went under the small of her back presssing my face on her tummy just above her bush and I wrapped my left arm under her thighs and held her tight. After what seemed like fifteen minutes I asked, “Did you have two or did I miss the first one?” “Oh, God, no. The first one was so good but you didn’t stop.” She said, “You kept going. I couldn’t believe it and the second one was the strongest in months. Sweetie, that was great. Thank you. I love you.”After a few more minutes I move up her body and put my arm around her. She rested her head on my chest and put her bent right leg over my legs, just below my balls. Her little fingers were entwined in my chest hairs and she fell into a sleep that only true lovers can share.Yes, after a while she woke up and it was my turn to be totally pleasured. But that is for another day. That is how my lover and I enjoyed the morning of July 2, 2003. I hope you enjoyed it as much as we did. Irishred.

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