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a moving feast
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a moving feast Brushing her shoulder length blonde hair, her gaze unfocused, as she let her mind wander over the plan for the day, lass was as usual totally oblivious to her appearance. Cazzie was crazy, and a lot of fun , so lass was really looking forward to the party, but she had never met Thianna, Cazzie’s friend. They had spoken, on line and in emails but had never actually met. Lass would never admit it, but she was an inveterate planner. The barbecue, the menu, the wines, the cheeses, the appetizers and the desserts, all had been the objects of her careful attention. The back lawn looked almost manicured. The were with her sister, across town. Still her mind refused to let go. Looking into her closet, dressed in only her smallest bikini panties with the small koala at the shadow of her carefully trimmed bush, lass studied her wardrobe. Sexy casual is always tricky. Tight is good, and eye-catching, but sometimes a little awkward to get out of. Thinking this, brought T to mind and the smile on her face was definitely not innocent. The short, flared jean skirt she pulled out was a favorite of his, both for the way it fit and for the ease of access. Lass didn’t get that the real reason was how perfect she looked in it, though He had told her often enough. She frowned at the shirts and tops. Cazzie was cute and so flagrantly sexy, lass always felt like a mid-schooler around her. Looking down at her small breasts, she shrugged and took down the middie shirt that He liked. Sandals and a ribbon in her hair completed the outfit. The makeup didn’t take long. She looked at herself and tried to see how He might see her. The door bell roused her. Cazzie wore khaki shorts that molded to her lovely round bottom and left little to the imagination. Her beautiful big breasts were barely contained in a peasant blouse that did little to hide the sheer and over-worked bra that did more to serve the breasts then to conceal them. Her long dark brown hair was woven into a loose braid that hung down between her shoulder blades. Her brown eyes seemed to laugh all of the time. Hugging her hello, lass felt like an awkward teenage boy, next to her fulsome friend. Then she caught sight of Thianna behind her. Damn. Thianna was smaller but her breasts were huge… well… actually they were probably not bigger than Cazzie’s but on her shorter frame, they somehow became all one noticed; which was silly since the rest of her was definitely worth noticing, blonde hair, blue eyes, a laugh that would make anyone smile, and those breasts.. Did I mention her breasts? Thianna hugged lass and for a moment lass wondered if He would be disappointed in her small breasts being around such mammarian marvels. Cazzie would have laughed out loud if she knew what lass was thinking. Most of lass’s friends would have shaken their heads and smiled. She never seemed to understand. Her small, perfectly shaped breasts were in such perfect proportion to her slender frame that they could not have been more perfect. T knew this, and had tried to explain it to her but lass was convinced this was a pat on the head for the poor girl. Silly lass. The three women went out to the patio and lass poured them each a glass of fresh sangria, her own recipe of course. They chatted and got comfortable, and soon the others began to arrive. Everyone seemed to be having fun, but lass was worried that though there were flirtatious moments and sexy banter, no one seemed to be interested in taking it to the next level. Even T , laid back and supportive as ever, seemed content with the easy pace of the afternoon. Then the clouds gathered. Lass glared at the sky. Not fair. Somehow moving a barbecue indoors always seemed to make it too formal. Just what she needed. When the first fat drops of rain started she got up to grab the food. “Hey, girl. Leave it. A little rain won’t hurt.” “Cazzie, it’ll all get wet.” “So? I think wet can be fun.” Her look and her laugh gave it the obvious double meaning. The man she was talking with laughed . She gave him her best sultry look. “Of course, I would like to keep this blouse dry…” Cazzie pulled the peasant blouse off and handed it to lass . Lass took her friend’s blouse over under the canopy. The wolf whistles that followed made her smile. Thianna yelled “Oy. No fair. Me too.” and pulled off the snug tee shirt that caressed her lovely breasts. She threw it at lass, who hung it next to Cazzie’s . Lass looked over at T. Was he wishing she had more to show? Did he hunger for the full bounty of her beautiful friends? Cazzie’s sheer bra flew through the air, and landed somewhere near the blouse. Lass started to go to it to hang it up, but T pulled her back, wrapping his arms around her, his hands caressing her flat, warm tummy and possessively lingering there. She watched as Cazzie stretched out on the chaise, and pouting to her friend said. “It is soo hard to take off tight shorts without looking silly…. Unless someone helps….” Being male, and not too dumb, he got the hint. His nervous fingers, fumbled with her snap and zipper, but once he got started he was a true man of action. The shorts were soon lying next to the bra. The sheer thong was more of a tease than a garment. Thianna stepped out of her short skirt. She hadn’t bothered with panties so found herself wearing only boat shoes, which quickly flipped through the air, to land far from the small but growing pile of clothes. The men got the hint and began doffing their duds. The two other women laughed but followed suit. T unhooked lass’ skirt and she felt it slide down her legs to puddle at her feet. She wanted to pick it up and fold it, but she knew T would swat her ass if she did, so she kicked it onto the discard pile. T hugged her. Cazzie and her guy were lying pressed together, exploring each other and savoring the sensation even as the rain fell on their exposed skin. Thianna had two men paying homage to her lovely breasts, and though she leaned back with her lovely eyes closed and that smile on her face, her hands were busy on either side and her legs were spread wide, proving she was a natural blonde. Lass couldn’t believe how quickly the party had changed tone. Caressing hands and tongues were everywhere. She smiled. As Cazzie and her friend got more excited, Cazzie sat up and ‘arranged’ him on the lounge to her liking, then reaching between her lovely thighs she guided him into her wet opening, and plunged herself down the length of him with a satisfied smile. Now, with a wink at lass, she beckoned over one of the few men who didn’t have his hands full. Taking his cock in hand she poured some sangria in her mouth then took him into the cool syrupy softness and stroked him slowly and deeply. His face registered his pleasure. Thianna laughed and called “ You go, girl.” Not to be out-done, the shorter woman laid down on an inflated raft and drew one of her lovers between her legs, where he caressed her wetness and licked his fingers then buried his hard cock in her hungry cunt. The other man was playing with her breasts, so she had him straddle her waist, and pressing her breasts together she trapped his happy cock and he moved it back and forth in the rain slick valley she offered as each time the head came forward she licked the purple prominence and he moaned with a pleasure that was as novel as it was sensual. Lass felt T’s hand leave her belly for a moment but as he kicked his jeans away she smiled as he pressed his hard cock between her legs, his hand moving down to probe under her koala panties and she writhed in his arms. Her panties slid down and were forgotten on the patio deck. Around them, everyone was coupling and caressing, and no one seemed to even notice as T entered her from behind and she melted back against him feeling full and fulfilled and for that moment not worrying about anything but themselves. T’s hand moved up to caress her breasts, his fingers expertly teasing her sensitive nipples and making them stand out proudly, she loved how He made her feel. As he pulled her shirt over her hair, lass didn’t even think about the size of her breasts. Only about the pleasure He seemed to find in her and her own in Him. One of Cazzie’s lovers was pulling on her braid as she took him in her mouth. One of the other women, her lover sated for the moment had drawn closer to watch Thianna’s love play. Just then, the man between her breasts gave a groan and began shooting his load. Thianna rubbed her lips and face all around the head as it spilled its cream. Then reaching up she pulled the other woman closer and their lips met and the women licked the man’s cum from Thianna’s lovely face, as her hands caressed the lovely globes that had so sweetly milked the nectar. The sight of the two women so engaged was too much for the man who quickly filled her cunt with his cum. “Cazzie… I am too close…..” called Thianna. Without breaking her rhythm, Cazzie reached a foot over and expertly slid her big toe between Thianna’s delightfully spread thighs… her digit readily finding her friends clit and teasing her into a writhing passion that plunged over into a full orgasm as the toes prodded deeper, and the woman at her breasts bit down on the sweet nipple that stood out from the lovely breast., even as Thianna buried her own finger in the woman’s spasming quim. As lass slowly recovered from her own orgasm she smiled to see the post coital languor of her friends. As the rain slowed and the sun grew a bit brighter, Thianna’s hand held up a bottle of rum, from her cushion and everyone laughed as she asked, “Who’s ready for round two?” .///////////////////////////////////////////////// |
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Dayumm Rory, Great fantasy .. your skills with the pen are the envy of lesser Men. Well done. TMDS
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Wow Rory that is some story, look forward to the next chapter Thank You Rory *hugs* cazzie
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