Celine and I spent the next twelve hours in a sexual frenzy. We did grab some catnaps as the evening wore on, but we were both so sexually charged that sleep was a secondary consideration. In addition we knew that Samantha would be returning in the morning and we needed to make the most of the time we had. I would be back at work in the pool house by 7:30, so the night hours became a blur of arms and legs, pussy and cock, a swirling mélange of sex.
As the night wore on we tried every position under the sun and then some. We enjoyed the bed, but the floor got its share of action too. Celine was insatiable and while I know she had multiple orgasms, she never tired and kept wanting to try something new. We had oral, vaginal and anal sex, and she kept coming back for more.
I came to realize several things about Celine:
She was completely comfortable with her body. Being naked was a very natural thing for her and perhaps a result of her French upbringing. From the first day I had seen her sunbathing topless at the pool I knew she was not embarrassed to show her magnificent body and she loved to watch the affect it had on me.
Her labia were amazing. I had never seen such long lips nor had I ever had the pleasure of sucking on and pleasuring a woman with such pronounced labia. Despite their size, her pussy was very sensitive and she was able to orgasm easily as I ate her pussy and enjoyed the fleshy folds of her labia. She loved opening herself up to me so I could look at her pussy from different angles. I kept telling her how beautiful she was and how much looking at her turned me on. My constant erection was a testament to that fact.
Her lovely breasts were magnificent to hold and touch. They were full and jiggled seductively with each little movement. Her nipples sat perfectly on the tip of her breasts with just a slight upturn. I couldn't stop myself from kneading and squeezing them, feeling their considerable weight and fullness. Such succulence.
She loved to suck cock and seemed particularly enamored of mine. She told me her boyfriend was much smaller and, while she loved him, he was not able to satisfy her the way I had been able to this particular night. Whenever there was a break in the action, she gravitated down toward my groin and seemed to take great satisfaction at looking at, sucking and touching my cock. She treated it so gently and caressed it with complete sincerity.
She was an absolutely amazing fuck. She was so into the moment and moved her entire body in such a sensual way that fucking her felt completely natural. She had a way of syncing up our rhythms so that she met each thrust with one of her own. Perhaps she hadn't had that much experience, but she had a body that was born to fuck. She was catlike in her movements and had a very limber and flexible body. It seemed like my cock and her pussy fit perfectly together -- not too tight and not too loose. She knew how to work her inner muscles to milk and squeeze my cock to fit the position.
She also smelled amazing. Certainly part of her scent was a perfume or soap that she had used. But much of her allure was her natural sexual scent. I loved wafting the natural aroma of her pussy while I was licking her lips and flicking her beautiful young clit with my tongue. She was in a constant state of arousal and my nostrils were in overdrive from the natural aphrodisiac of her pussy. I hoped her scent would stay on my fingers so I could enjoy the thought of her later in the day.
"I love the way you smell, Celine," I said as I licked her pussy and inhaled her.
"Really? What do you like about it?" she cooed.
"I can't really explain it. Your taste and smell just drive me crazy. I just want to eat you and fuck you. You're irresistible," I said sincerely. She giggled.
"Well I'm glad you like the way I taste and smell. You can taste me and smell me anytime you want," she laughed. "And I want you to fuck me again right now," she whispered as she slid her hand under my balls and began to knead them gently as she started to suck my growing cock. Here we go again.
As the sun rose slowly in the east, we realized reality was not far behind. I suggested we take an early morning dip in the pool to wake us up and sort of officially end our date. She agreed and we wandered naked, hand in hand, down to the pool. We had one more incredible lovemaking session in the pool, our bodies languidly drifting in the smooth turquoise water. Her breasts floated buoyantly, her nipples hardened considerably from the slightly chilly water.
She floated on her back, legs spread, and I dined hungrily on her clean pussy in the early morning light. We fucked lazily on the steps of the pool, goose bumps on her bouncing breasts as we relished the coming dawn. She engulfed my cock with her mouth, wrapping her full lips around my member as she massaged my ass cheeks and probed my bottom. I came in her for the last time as she rested her head on her folded arms on the edge of the pool and I pounded her pussy from behind.
We kissed gently and slowly climbed out of the pool, wrapping ourselves in the thick cotton towels. We dressed in silence, knowing that the reality of the new week would soon be upon us. I was completely drained. I had come at least six times since we had begun our lovemaking and I felt an empty, but heady, glow as I kissed Celine goodbye, donned my jeans and headed into the pool house to bang some nails.
I was in a state of weary bliss. I kept running replays of the previous 18 hours through my head. I worked at half my usual pace as I tried to gear up for the week ahead. I also knew that Samantha would be back before I knew it and I had no idea what might be in store.
I gathered up speed as the morning progressed and was back into Monday mode by lunch. I had a hunch that Sam would be returning early afternoon and that she'd seek me out. My fluids had been so drained by Celine that I wasn't sure what I wanted at that point. But I figured I would just do my job and see what developed. I was not prepared for what happened.
Shortly after lunch, I was on a step ladder sizing crown mold. I heard the door open and looked down from my perch. Sam walked in with a purpose. She was dressed, if you can call it that, in a tight black silk tee shirt, barely covering her ass and clinging to every tight curve. She had heels and an attitude and she glowered with a sensuality that I'd only seen hints of. She walked up to me on the ladder with no pretense. She put her hands on my thighs and looked into my eyes.
"I need you to fuck me. Right now," she seethed.
I eased down from the ladder as she twitched over to the bar and slowly lifted the hem of her silky black tee shirt, exposing her tight little buns and showing just a hint of her exquisite, glistening pussy. No panties in sight.
"I've been playing with myself, I'm very wet, and I need you now, Jeremy. Get over here and fuck me!!" she demanded.
I was shirtless already. I quickly doffed my boots and jeans and pulled forth my engorged cock, waving it for her approval. She moaned at the sight and leaned over the bar, spreading her ass cheeks with her hands, completely opening her wet gash. I couldn't believe how wet she was already and I could clearly smell the scent of her arousal.
"Oh yeah! Stick that in me now!!" she called as I strode toward her.
I reached down between her legs and used my fingers to feel her sex and gauge her readiness. She was soaked -- absolutely drenched in excitement -- and her arousal kicked mine into overdrive. I guided the head of my dick toward her opening and she reached back to grab me and pull me in. I slipped two inches in and felt her clench. I began to pump just hard enough to keep increasing my depth and within a minute I had fully ensconced my raging hard cock deep into her pussy.
"Fuck me, Jeremy!! Fuck me!!" she screamed.
And I did. I fucked her hard, pounding home with each stroke. I could feel her bucking and arching her back to accommodate my rhythm. The succulent lips of her pussy grabbed my cock on each outstroke and pulled me back in to where I belonged.
But my angle was weird so I told her to stand up on the brass rail at the base of the bar front. Once she pulled her ass up higher, she leaned over the shiny finish of the counter, held onto the far edge and stuck her ass in the air -- at perfect cock height.
I slipped all the way in, with no hesitation. Now I began a steady, but very hard, fucking stroke, pummeling her pussy with each thrust. She was tight, but wet, and she grunted with each insertion, begging me to fuck her harder and faster. Her ass cheeks bounced tightly each time my hips smacked into her ass. She closed her eyes and looked to be in a complete state of bliss. And I was right there with her -- fucking her furiously and being fucked by her submissive presence.
