Jim's Recollections - Sara
(Author's note: My recollection stories are standalone memories of various experiences I've had over the years. Sara also appears in Part 7 of Jim's Discoveries.)
Some weeks after I shot the video of Sara, she and I were talking over drinks, and I mentioned that a building near my office was being demolished the following Saturday morning. I was interested in watching it since I could do it inside my high-rise office building, where I wouldn't be covered in dust from the implosion/collapse. I told her when I was young, I saw a couple of buildings torn down as part of the city's urban renewal.
Sara was very intrigued and asked if she could accompany me. I said she could, and we planned to meet at my house at 5:30 am on Saturday. The demolition was to happen early, and we'd need time to park and get to our spot to watch it. Sara was a model in high school and college and was absolutely beautiful. She was 27, 6'0, and had red hair, hazel eyes, long legs, and firm D-cup tits.
I went to bed earlier than usual on Friday, as being up and ready at 5:30 in the morning was not part of my routine. I'd showered before bed to avoid needing one in the morning.
At about 2:30 am, my phone rang. It took a couple of rings to clear the cobwebs enough to answer. It was Sara; she was wide awake and asked if she could come over. She said she needed a few minutes to get everything together and, with the drive, would be at my place by 3:00. I said that was fine and that I would unlock the front door and turn off the alarm system. Knowing I would have morning breath, I brushed my teeth before heading back to bed.
I must have dozed back off but was vaguely aware of the door chiming open. When I woke, Sara was in my bathroom with the door closed. Before coming out, she turned off the bathroom light but left the light on in my closet, so we weren't in darkness but didn't have lights shining in our eyes.
My eyes were barely open, and I was feigning sleep. She was naked when she went to the far side of the bed and climbed in. I always sleep in the nude, so I was, as well. She scooted next to me until her breasts touched my back, and I could feel her nipples harden when they came into contact with me.
I rolled onto my back, turned my head and kissed her; as I did so, I felt her soft, dense bush against my hip. Her breath was minty fresh, and she had a floral scent. I didn't know whether it was from her lotion, shampoo, or perfume.
"You smell good," I said.
She said, "I have many tastes and smells for you to enjoy."
"Well, isn't that normally the case? Your various body parts always have unique tastes and smells. However, I'm certainly open to exploring." Sara responded by rolling onto her back, giving me better access to her body for exploration.
I kissed her again, feeling her tongue darting out to meet mine. From there, I moved to her neck, finding it tasted like it usually did, and was lightly perfumed, which wasn't uncommon. I didn't want to send her home with a hickey, so I didn't linger on her neck too long.
I've been somewhat fascinated by women who didn't shave their armpits, and much like their pubic hair, I liked it. I wondered if she had kept her underarms hairy like in her video shoot, so I eased her left arm up and nuzzled her armpit. Sure enough, they were unshaven and had grown out more since I had seen her last.
Being freshly showered, she smelled like the lavender soap she uses, and I took great delight in inhaling deeply. The scent of the lavender mixed with her pheromones was delectable.
I didn't want to tickle her with my nose; I moved to her breasts, although I enjoyed the feeling of the dense, coarse hair against my face. Sara's nipples were already hard, standing almost half an inch above her areolae. I wasn't sure what to expect here, as I've always thought nipples tasted slightly different than the nearby skin. Whether it was a result of the hormones, the pigmentation, or the thinner skin, the difference is slight but noticeable.
I found sweetness as I licked and sucked on her left nipple. Surprised by the taste, I continued to suck and swirl my tongue around until I needed to come up for air.
"What is that?" I asked.
"It's honey dust. It came in a Kama Sutra kit. Do you like it?"
My answer was to ensure I'd gotten the rest off her left breast before moving to her right. Rather than lift my head off and move over, I slowly trailed my tongue from one to the other. Sara seemed to like that as she arched her back and moaned softly. I found the same honey dust on her right tit and gave it a similar treatment but nibbled lightly while caressing her with my mouth, eliciting a whimper.
I eventually moved south, kissing her pale belly and pushing the bed linens past her knees. Her skin there smelled clean and tasted like skin, but I began picking up a new scent as I continued to ease down her body. It was almost incense-like and got stronger the closer I got to her fantastic bush. I ran my face across it, and as I did, it became clear that her bush was the source. I also noticed that it was softer and silkier than usual.
I raised my head to catch her eye, and she said, "It's an essential oil with sandalwood in the Kama Sutra kit. I worried it might be a little too hippie-smelling, but I decided to try it, and I liked how it felt when I rubbed it in. I hope you approve."
I said it smelled incredible and liked how it made her pubes so silky. "I bet it makes them glisten in the light," I said.
"Well, do you want to turn on the light and check?" she asked.
"Not right now; I'm still exploring for tastes and smells," I said, and as I did, I buried my nose in her bush and inhaled deeply.
At this point, I paused. "What to do, what to do? Continue down, investigate your knees and feet or move to the center and explore what I find there?"
"Well, one of those options will probably be more enjoyable for you, provided you don't have a foot fetish."