This true story describes a moment in time (Summer 1984 when Leigh was 21) and is about the further evolution of Leigh's and my sex life. Though it is not necessary to read the previous installments to enjoy this story, at least reading "Beach Bunny Leigh" will help with the context of this story.
The descriptions of the people in the story are accurate for the time however, their names may have been changed to protect the innocent. Understand that like all works "Based on a True Story", there may be some artistic license taken.
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While staying at my parents' house in Palm Beach for the summer, Leigh and I fell into a casual routine. We would sleep in, go for a quick run on the beach, workout with weights and finish the morning with a light brunch. In the afternoon Leigh and I would occupy ourselves by laying around the pool sunbathing or taking out my parents' boat. Despite growing up in Denver and never water skiing before, Leigh was becoming quite adept at using a monoski. Finally, in the evening we would dine at one of Palm Beach's best restaurants and then go to one of the hot dance clubs. The night would be completed with a torrid love making session.
The routine allowed Leigh to work on her tan along with her body. Unlike me, who took advantage of my parents being on a three-month world cruise to lay around the pool naked, she wore a tiny string bikini when she sunbathed. The result was the most remarkably sexy tan lines I have ever seen. Leigh carefully curated her tan lines. She believed the great thing about tan lines is that when someone sees them, they know they're seeing things that nobody else has had the chance to see.
Several days after Leigh and I settled into my parents' house for the summer, our next-door neighbor returned after her sophomore year at Wellesley College. Valeria, "Val" to her friends, was the epitome of the Palm Beach debutante. She was refined and "well-bred". She was taller than average but not as tall as Leigh's 5' 11". Val had a sleek, fashion model figure with small but shapely breasts. Her classically beautiful face was ringed with a thick mane of blond hair styled in the quintessential "big hair" elegance of the 80's. As expected of a young woman of her stature, she was always impeccably dressed.
Val and I grew up together, and except for a few clumsy heavy petting sessions when we were going through puberty, we never hooked up. It wasn't that we weren't attracted to each other... what man wouldn't be attracted to Val... it was that we felt like we were siblings.
Upon meeting, Leigh and Val quickly became friends. Though the reason Leigh and I came to Palm Beach for the summer was to spend time together, Leigh appreciated having "girl time" with Val.
At the urging of Val, Leigh added aerobics class to her exercise routine a couple days a week. I'm not sure the new exercise program was having any effect on Leigh's exquisitely sculpted physique, but her prancing around in her sexy aerobics outfits was affecting me. Watching her bounce out the door wearing her thong bottomed leotard, highlighting her perfectly shaped ass cheeks, accented with leg warmers and matching head and wrist bands, I had to fight the urge to throw her on the floor and fuck the hell out of her.
Once a week or so Val would take Leigh to one of the exclusive spas on Worth Avenue (the Rodeo Drive of Palm Beach) for a massage, mani/pedi and other pampering. It was during one of these spa visits that Val introduced Leigh to a treatment that would become a permanent part of her grooming regime... the Brazilian Bikini Wax.
Leigh's bald pussy mound fascinated me. I couldn't get over the smoothness of her pussy and how it felt when I went down on her. It had been only a few years since women had started trimming their pubic hair and it would be another twenty-five years before the style of hairless pussies would become the norm and seeing Leigh's bare vagina was unique and exciting.
These small influences that Val had on Leigh were only the beginning. As the summer progressed, Val would help me guide Leigh to new sexual horizons.
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On those days that Leigh and Val went to aerobics or the spa, I would take advantage of the free time and play golf or basketball with my high school buddies. On one of these days, I was at the golf course when I found out that my golf partners had to cancel at the last minute. Finding myself with no partners to play 18 holes, I surrendered my tee time and decided to hit a couple of buckets of balls before heading home.
Despite taking the long way home along the beach, I pulled into my parent's circular driveway a good three hours earlier than Leigh would have expected me. Walking through the front door, I immediately noticed Leigh's gym bag laying on the foyer floor next to another gym bag I didn't recognize. Leigh must be home with someone else.
The house was silent, and I had no inkling where Leigh might be. Moving into the family room, I looked through the sliding glass doors onto the veranda next to the pool. On a lounge chair, under the shade of the veranda, no more than 10 feet from the sliding doors, I saw Leigh.
Leigh's body was stretched out on a lounge chair. Her bikini top was pulled to the outside revealing her large globes. She was cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples between her red lacquered index finger and thumb. Her bikini bottoms were wadded up in a wet pile on the concrete deck beside the lounge chair. Val was between Leigh's long legs and was furiously licking Leigh's freshly waxed pussy. Leigh's head was tilted back, and she was breathing heavily as she approached orgasm. I could not see Leigh's eyes behind the dark designer sunglasses she wore but I knew they were tightly shut as she relished in the sensation she was receiving from Val. Beads of sweat mixed with suntan oil rolled off Leigh's flat stomach as her pleasure built. A few moments later Leigh's body shuddered with a powerful orgasm.
While Leigh came down from her orgasm, Val stood up and pulled the strings of her bikini bottoms and dropped them to the pool deck next to Leigh's. She straddled Leigh's head and lowered her pussy onto Leigh's waiting mouth. Leigh reached up and grabbed Val's ass and enthusiastically sucked on Val's clit. Val arched her back pushing her juicy cunt toward Leigh's hungry tongue. As far as I knew, Leigh had never engaged in any form of lesbianism which is why I was so surprised at how quickly Leigh was able to bring Val to an orgasm. Within ten minutes of Leigh's attack on Val's bald pussy, Val was cumming with a loud moan.
After Val's orgasm subsided, she stood up and reached her hand out to help Leigh up from the lounge chair. Leigh grabbed Val's hand and hauled herself up to her feet. Hand-in-hand, Leigh and Val walked to the outdoor shower on the side of the pool deck. Leigh turned on the water and adjusted the temperature before stripping off her bikini top and dipping under the stream. Val joined Leigh under the shower, tightly embracing her and kissing her passionately on the lips. As Leigh forcefully returned Val's kiss, entwining tongues, my arousal grew. Their kissing seemed even more intimate than the act of licking each other's pussy.
While maintaining contact with Leigh's lips, Val slowly backed Leigh toward the tiled wall under the shower. The moment Leigh's shoulders touched the wall, Val began kissing Leigh's neck. Leigh shivered in anticipation as Val continued to kiss her neck, moving lower each time she pressed her lips to Leigh's flesh. Settling in the subtle valley between her breasts, Val moved her attention to the swell of Leigh's breast, licking her way, in a circular motion from Leigh's cleavage to her nipple. Suntan oil mixed with Val's saliva caused Leigh's breasts to sparkle in the sun.
