Sunny with a chance of wetness

It was a bit cloudy this morning when we left for an improvised boat trip out in the small archipelago to the village where I grew up - but now at noon there’s just tiny puffs of white here and there in the sky. We decide it’s time for that light lunch we packed and vast amounts of iced tea and there’s a small island just ahead that looks pretty darn perfect for a little food and siesta. You manoeuvre the small boat to the shore and now it’s my job to secure it to the small trees growing by the water. I have no idea what my knots are called in scout language, but they seem to do the trick and the boat bounces merrily on the small waves while we make our way over the small island to find the best spot for lunch and to get some sun. On the east side of the island there’s a small crevice with low bushes on two sides - it’s perfect. A little shelter with patches of soft grass where we spread the blanket, the bag with drinks fits perfectly under the bushes - hopefully the iced tea can stay iced with the helping shadows. 

After enjoying a little something to eat and drink it seems a small siesta would be suitable. We both lean back and try to find that position on the blanket where it’s soft enough underneath and not too many sticks and pebbles sticking into one's back. Fascinating how grass can look so soft and still have so much hard and pointy stuff hidden in it… I decide against settling for a rest just now and instead make my way down to the water. It’s chilly - but more refreshing than cold. There doesn’t seem to be that much algae and stuff here and I’m feeling a bit hot and sticky. A quick bath will do me good, I decide, and step out of my clothes. I didn’t plan on going swimming, so I didn’t bring a bathing suit - but I figure that there is no-one in sight and my panties are almost like bikini bottoms anyway. They’ll get dry again quickly enough in the sun. Step by step I enter the cool of the water and when it suddenly gets deep I just let my body fall back and make a big splash. It is cold enough to make my breath stick a bit, but it feels great! Looking up I can see her standing over my clothing with a big grin on her face as she bends down and picks it up, turns around and disappears up among the bushes where we put the blanket. Naughty girl, I think to myself, now what is she up to..? 

I carefully make my way back up to the cliffs, stick my feet into my shoes - thankfully left behind - and try to avoid getting impaled by the bushes as I walk back up. She’s made herself comfortable on the blanket, using my clothes as stuffing to protect from the pointy sticks and annoying pebbles. I have to admit that it is a very good solution - for her. It leaves me very unprotected, though. Unprotected, wet and feeling very naked under her gaze. ”Get over here, you.” she says and I take the few steps needed to stand just over her. I shake my head, showering her with cold water drops, and then stroke my hair back. ”You need a new layer of sunscreen” she says and reaches into the bag, producing a bottle of sun lotion. I reach out to get the bottle, but she just says ”Let me.” and gestures for me to get down on the blanket. 

I feel a tingle of excitement as she starts stroking the lotion on my back, massaging it into my neck and shoulders and then tells me to turn around. She gives my front a similar treatment, but my breasts seem to get more attention than the back did. Her fingers are soft and run gently over my belly, massaging the sunscreen into my skin, over my waist, hips… then rolling my wet panties down to stroke my bum. That only garment is now in a bundle around my ankles and she very carefully and slowly puts lotion on my thighs. Her hands move on my skin and I hardly dare to breathe. I think, but I’m not sure, that she feels the same I do - and I am horny as hell… and I don’t want to risk it, what if she’s only being friendly, making sure I don’t get burned in the sun..? I keep completely still and pray to whatever gods can possibly hear me, please, pretty please, don’t let her stop… She’s now made her way down to my feet, but seems to decide that it’s better to be safe than sorry and works her way back up again. With her hands on the inside of my knees she pushes gently to part my legs a bit further. The insides of my thighs get another layer of lotion and I tense as she runs a thumb with lotion along one side of my pussy, not quite touching it, but so so close… I didn’t realise, but I’ve closed my eyes and only now as I open them I notice that she’s watching my face intensely. 

”I think I might need some more sunscreen too” she says and in a quick move pulls the sundress over her head. ”…and I think I just might have overdone the amount on you. Maybe you could rub it off onto me?” she says with a serious voice - and a wink. I reach around her and undo her bra, dropping it to the ground and she quickly steps out of her panties. I put my hands on the small of her back, pulling her closer and yeah, she’s right, the amount of lotion on me is ridiculous. I’m slippery like an eel, but it does feel very, very good indeed to feel her warm skin against my own. I run the palm of my hands from her back, to her slender neck, rounding her shoulders and back down over her breasts, belly and waist. The cheeks of her bottom under my hands, I can’t resist the urge to squeeze just a bit - and I get rewarded with her moaning against my neck. ”Will you teach me how to lick your pussy..?” I mumble quietly - I’m not sure I want her to hear me, but I sure as hell would want to give this woman as much and as intense pleasure as I possibly can. At first I don’t think she heard me, but then she whispers ”Yes.” 

I kneel in front of her as she spreads her thighs before me. She leans back on her elbows and I use my own clothes to make sure her arse is comfortably situated a little off the ground. I run my fingers from her knees, slowly along the inside of her thighs and turn, just before I reach her groin, scraping my nails very lightly back down again. Up and this time I mimic her move, letting my thumb stroke her groin almost, but not quite, touching her labia. I then put the palm of my hand over her pussy, gently pressing down. I feel her clitoris just under my middle finger and the light pressure is pushing her pussy lips aside. My wrist is getting wet from her juices. At least she doesn’t appear to be disapproving so far. I move slightly and lay down between her legs, lifting her thighs over my shoulders so I can lean in closer. I can smell her scent, it’s slightly sourish and it reminds me of sparkling white wine. I rest my cheek on the inside of her right thigh, watching her, breathing her. She’s getting impatient now, wiggling her behind to get my face closer. I smile to myself. This is what power feels like. I open my mouth and run my tongue over my lips as she says - and she does sound a little snappy ”Are you going to lick me or whaaaah…” as I run my tongue over her pussy, making it wide, starting just under her opening and slowly over her lips, stopping as I’ve passed it over her clit. She sighs. Okay - so that wasn’t too uncomfortable, I take it. I do the same move again, applying a little more pressure, and then again - but this time I stop just before I reach the clitoris. 

I look up and into her eyes. She’s watching me and keeps her gaze as I explore her pussy with my lips and my tongue. So, I’m not sure I’ll figure out how to make her come, but I do believe that she is enjoying this a fair deal… as am I. I had no idea that it would make me so incredibly horny to give oral sex to a woman - but oh heck, I can feel my own juices flowing. I try to lick her in a way that I think would do it for me and that plan seems to work pretty well. I move my head in tiny eights, letting the tip of my tongue run in tighter and tighter circles around her clit, occasionally letting my tongue move over it and I’m rewarded by her moaning higher and lifting her pelvis up to meet my mouth, pushing against me. Her pussy is covered in my saliva and her juices and as I press my tongue harder onto her clitoris she mumbles ”Yes, yes, that’s it, continue like that…” so I do, trying to keep a steady pace and to apply the same pressure and she’s panting now, breathing hard and she grabs my hair pushing my face even closer. There’s a sensation, like a vibration coming from inside her and she goes tense, arching her back, pressing against me so hard I can’t breathe - my face, my nose, my mouth is buried between her thighs and she’s coming for me, her whole body shivering like she’s having a seizure… and so she goes completely limp, her legs spilling to the sides. I lift my head slightly, now she’s let go of it and gently lean my chin on her pubic bone and watch her slowly returning to normal breathing. She opens one eye and peers at me. ”That wasn’t too bad, you know… You may keep practicing on me if you want to.” I smile with my face covered in her pussy juices. ”I’d love to. Again?”