Sunday Morning: Waking with Corrine. Leaving town with Melissa.
By Silver Sea. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
Some people’s bodies fit together easily, others require some adjustment to find a way to mold your bodies together, some never fit. Corrine’s body blended against mine like one of us was the original mold and the other was the fine creation that the mold produced.
We rocked our hips back and forth in perfect rhythm with Janet’s lustful beats. Our crotches were pressed together, not grinding against each other, but moving as one. Our chests were close but not touching, our faces just far enough apart that we were staring into each other’s eyes.
It was a sexy scene. Two sweaty people dancing to a sexy slow groove, the heat of the night amplified between our bodies. Corrine moved her hand from my shoulder to my chest. Her palm rested over my nipple, tickling it, stirring a tingle in my balls. I mirrored her move, putting my hand on her tit. It didn’t feel forward or awkward, it fit with our dancing. I could feel my erection making itself known, filling a space between our crotches that wasn’t there.
The song changed to “White Flag” – Dido. We seamlessly changed to holding hands, taking our hands off each other’s chest. Me changing hands on Corrine’s ass. Our change in posture reduced the pressure between our crotches; Corrine pulled us closer together, keeping my erection pressed against her. When the song ended, keeping with the flow of our energy, we kissed.
Ed Sheeran – “Shape of you” queued in. Slow or fast? Corrine and I didn’t hesitate, didn’t question. We stayed locked together, releasing our hands, now standing with our arms wrapped around each other, little to no space between us.
“We’re dancing. I’m loving this, Eric. Thank you.” Corrine whispered into my ear, kissing my neck when she completed her sentence. I kissed her neck in response. Halfway through the song, our bodies were rolling together, we were holding and caressing asses, chests, backs, crotches.
A few bars before the song ended, somewhere between kissing each other’s neck, Corrine turned, grabbing one of my hands.
“I’m hot. Come on.”
Corrine pulled me, breaking into a trot, running towards the pool. She released my hand three steps from the edge, diving into the pool fully clothed; I was right behind her. We swam for a bit. It felt great, the water extracting the heat from our bodies, cooling us down. I made my way to the edge, just where the shallow end falls away to deeper water.
I watched Corrine swimming, her white dress lazily wafting in the currents flowing over her curves. She turned underwater, swimming towards me, surfacing right in front of me. Her wet dress was completely see-through. Her tits staring at me, her lack of underwear now apparent. She grabbed my t-shirt, attempting to lift it over my head. It took a few pulls with four hands, but we managed, Corrine tossing it somewhere on the deck.
We started kissing, my hands eagerly chasing the contours of Corrine’s body. Her hands madly pulling at my shorts until she had hold of my cock. After a couple of squeezes, she released me and started pulling at her dress. I helped. It was work, of the most pleasant kind, getting a soaking wet, tight fitting cotton dress over and around all of Corrine’s curves.
We had Corrine’s arms over her head trapped in her dress, her tits high, nipples hard advertising Corrine’s arousal. I stopped helping to honor those two nipples with my mouth. After several appreciative sucks, I encouraged Corrine to bend forward, allowing me to hold her dress while she backed out of it.
When I turned to place it on the pool deck, Corrine grabbed my shorts, lifting my legs, forcing me to hold the coping while she tugged them off my legs.
We fell into each other’s arms kissing and groping our now naked bodies.
“Come on.” Corrine ordered again leading me up the steps out of the pool. She grabbed the massage table. “Help me set this up.”
It was heavy but easy. Corrine grabbed a tube sitting on the table, handing it to me.
“Aloe. I got a lot of sun today. Show me again what you can do with those hands. Massage this into me.”
Corrine was lying face down on the table before she finished her sentence. I squirted the aloe into my hands and went to work. While I worked Corrine’s back and shoulders, she played with my cock, ass and balls. I moved to the head of the table. Corrine shifted up, sliding my cock into her mouth.
“What about Sam?”, I asked in a sudden fit of awareness.
“Fuck Sam. While he’s masturbating over the hot cart girls he saw today, I’m going to be fucking my hot neighbor.”
My cock was back in her mouth before I could respond. I decided no response was required. I went back to massaging Corrine’s back and enjoying her blowjob. I had fantasized many times about fucking Corrine. I wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity. Fuck Sam.
It was a great blowjob. Sensual, warm, with an active tongue. I slid my cock out of her mouth, not wanting to cum so I was able to fuck Corrine later and fulfill that long-time fantasy I had held.
“You know I’ve been longing to suck your cock ever since you flashed me with it this afternoon?”
“Pardon?”
“When you were kneeling at my head putting sunscreen on my back, I could see right up your shorts. Your cock was uncovered, unburdened; half erect; nice. Really nice.”
I moved down to massage Corrine’s ass and legs.
“Come back here so I can still play with that nice cock of yours Eric.”
“I will come back in a bit. It’s my turn to play now Corrine.”
I did her legs first, eyeing Corrine’s cunt and ass the entire time. Her bald cunt was shiny with her excretions. After I did each leg, I set them down spread apart, crawling up between them, dipping my face into Corrine’s ass. She raised her hips immediately, purging out a moan she seemed to have been hanging onto for some time.
Corrine’s ass was heavenly to lick. Her anus was pert and tight. I slid back dropping my mouth onto Corrine’s pussy. I licked it a few times then sat back a little to look at it and plan my next angle of attack. Her vagina was already open a bit; her arousal having prepared it for penetration. I slid a finger inside her. Tight, wet and hot. Another moan hummed out of Corrine. I extracted my finger, slid it through Corrine’s labia, circling her clit, watching her hips sway and thrust encouraging my touch, before bringing it my mouth. Delicious.
I slid up Corrine’s back. My cock hit her gate. I applied a little thrust allowing Corrine to tilt her hips until the head of my penis broke into her.
“Oh fuck yeah.” We said in unison.
I pumped slowly, allowing Corrine’s lube to grease my erection inch-by-inch until my balls bounced on her vulva. Our fingers locked together and squeezed in response to the contractions in Corrine’s pussy.
“Better than I ever imagined”, I purred into Corrine’s ear. “and trust me, I have imagined this moment many times.”
“Hmm. Thank you, Eric. For me too.”
We fucked slowly for a few minutes in lazy dog. “Time for me to put aloe on your ass before you turn over.”
“Must you stop? It can wait.”
I bit Corrine’s shoulder where it meets her neck while I slid my cock out of her.
“Put it back. Please?”, Corrine pleaded.
“Soon”, I said sliding back down to push my head into Corrine’s crotch.
I kissed her anus and pussy before squirting aloe onto Corrine’s ass . While I massaged it in, I went back to licking her pussy. The cream my cock had pulled out was thick and rich. I lapped it up, holding it my tongue to savor it.
“Time to turn over”, I commanded.
Corrine lifted and tucked her legs, while I waited in the same position for Corrine to present her pussy to me. She shuffled her ass getting comfortable, before I lowered my head and began sucking her labia and clit.
“Fuck me.”
“Don’t worry. I will. Again.”
“No. Fuck me, you do that really well. Fuck. A massage and a happy ending using that mouth of yours. You will be quitting your day job before you know it.”
I slid up Corrine’s body again, stopping at her tits, giving them the attention they desired. Corrine held my head, pressing it into her tit into my mouth encouraging me to spend time sucking each nipple. Corrine pulled me up for a deep kiss, her thighs squeezing against my waist, her feet pressing on my ass, pushing my cock into her cunt.
We moaned over our tongues into each other’s mouth. Corrine started thrusting her hips against me in rhythm with the song now playing on my speaker; Tom’s Diner by Suzanne Vega. We pumped in that pleasing steady rhythm, our lips locked together until Corrine broke our kiss.
“Oh fuck. Just like that. Just like that. Fuck that’s so good. I’m going to come.”
Corrine bit into my shoulder muffling her screams so she didn’t announce our fucking to the neighborhood, her convulsing cunt doing its best to milk my cock. Corrine grabbed my ass.
“Your turn lover.” Now bucking me to Alessia Cara’s “Wild Things”. The massage table was creaking, our bodies slapping together. Corrine sensed my rising urgency mashing her mouth on mine, sending me over the top. My balls pumped a load into Corrine’s pussy. She locked her legs around my back, holding me deep inside her until my orgasm subsided.
“Oh fuck. That was amazing Corrine. Thank you.”
“Thank me.” She kissed me. “Thank you. I was beginning to think I had lost it as a woman. I guess maybe I haven’t.”
“Well. If you ever need a reference; ”
“Or a refresher?”
“Anytime Corrine. Anytime.”
I pushed myself up.
“Where are you going?”
“To finish my massage. I haven’t put aloe on your front side. Lay still.”
I slid off the table, grabbing the tube of aloe and going to work on Corrine’s legs, feet, pussy and abdomen. I took my time, allowing us both to recover. Corrine played with my ass, cock and balls any chance she got.
I picked up the tube, moving to the head of the table. Corrine slid up.
“What are you doing? I still have to do your tits.”
“I know. Get your ass and that cock of yours up here.”
Corrine hung her head over the table, steering my cock into her mouth. She sucked it a couple of times before removing it, momentarily.
“Delicious. We taste pretty good together. I will try to keep some of that cum of yours inside me so you can taste us together later. Now. If you don’t mind, while you’re doing my tits, I would love it if you fucked my throat.”
“Well. I don’t think I will mind that if you don’t.”
Corrine didn’t answer, she just sucked my half erect cock into her mouth.
Between massaging Corrine’s tits, looking at her freshly fucked pussy and having her mouth working its magic, my cock was hard and sliding into Corrine’s throat in no time.
I eventually just stood there, letting Corrine guide my hips back and forth, watching her throat expand and contract with each push and pull of my cock.
She pushed me back, rolled off the table, grabbed my hand again, “Come on. Grab your phone. We’re going inside.”
I grabbed my phone as instructed, turned off the music and followed Corrine into their house and into their bedroom.
Corrine essentially threw me on the bed, following me, laying on top of me, initiating an extended necking and groping session. We made love slowly, holding each other, stimulating each other, her stroking my cock, caressing my balls, me exploring her pussy and ass inside and out.
Corrine rolled on top of me, “Your turn to taste us, Eric.”
She shuffled up the bed straddling my face. True to her word, she had managed to keep some of my cum in her pussy, at least enough for me to taste it. Her cunt was glowing. She rode my face, allowing me to suck and honor all the nuances and crevices that comprised her treasure. Eventually I slid lower, dipping my tongue into her ass.
“Oh Eric. You don’t know how much I love that and how long it has been since anyone did that for me.”
Corrine stopped moving, allowing me to direct the action for a while. I licked and sucked her ass which was nicely coated in her cum and mine.
Corrine sat up, lifting her body off my face. She wiggled herself down’ sliding her arms under my shoulders, kissing me deeply, then shifting her crotch until my cock slid into her.
“You have such a nice cock, Eric. It will hurt me to introduce you to my friends knowing they will get to enjoy it more often than I will.”
“You can come for a massage anytime Corrine.”
Corrine sat up. Making love to an exceptionally fit woman is an incredible experience. They’re able to do things most women just can’t do. Corrine had my cock buried inside her, flexing some set of muscles that were squeezing the heck out of my erection. It felt otherworldly. She started bouncing on me without having to put her hands down. She was rubbing her tits, slipping a hand into her crotch. Her fingers worked her clit. Her nipples did their best to break through the skin covering them. I convulsed once, shooting another load into Corrine when she folded forward shaking out her own crushing orgasm.
We stayed locked together kissing and thanking each other for the amazing rides we just shared.
“Please stay Eric. Will you?”
“Sure. But I need to set my alarm. I’m going out with Melissa tomorrow.”
Corrine handed me my phone. My cock softened. A spasm in Corrine’s cunt ejecting it. She laid on top of me, snuggling me while I set my alarm. We struggled together to get under the covers without changing positions.
“When’s the last time you had a lover fall asleep on top of you?” Corrine asked me.
“I can’t recall.”
“Well, next time someone asks you, hopefully you will recall tonight as one of those times.”
“Forever.”
Sunday
Corrine shifted so her head was on my chest, her legs straddling my thigh. We laid there drifting off together. I felt cum leaking from Corrine’s pussy, running down my thigh onto the bed.
The last thing I recall about the night was me finding a way to put my hand on Corrine’s ass so it would stay there.
Corrine pulled us away from the water, squirting shower gel into our hands. She started washing me; me, her. We became a soapy slippery couple, pushing, pulling, turning, lifting, rubbing, massaging each other. Corrine pushed me against the wall, staring into my eyes washing my cock, balls and ass very thoroughly.
“Let’s make sure all your delicious parts are spic and span for Melissa, because she is a crazy woman if she doesn’t find some way to play with these at some point today.”
I put my hands on Corrine’s tits. No sooner had I touched her tits, then Corrine grabbed my hands, pinning them against the wall.
“No. Wait your turn.”
I wasn’t going to argue.
“So. Is Melissa a good lover?”
“She is.”
“Does her sex get nasty?”
Corrine continued washing my crotch and ass, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Define nasty.”
“Has she ever stuck a finger in your ass?”
“If you consider that nasty, then yes, her sex gets nasty.”
“Hmm a girl after my own heart”, Corrine said sliding a soapy finger into my ass. “Let’s make this canal nice and clean for Melissa then.”
“Thank you. Wow. Eric. Wow. Again. Is there room for three in your car today?”
“My pleasure as much as yours, Corrine. While I would love the picture of you and Melissa squeezed into the passenger seat in my Elise, I’m not sure Melissa would think she signed up for that.”
“Hmm. Melissa is pretty cute as I recall. I would let her sit on my lap for a couple of hours. Who knows? Maybe she would like it too. I haven’t tried making love to a woman, but with all the changes in the world due to COVID, maybe I should give it a try. Stand up. Let me finish you.”
I walked through our backyard gates stark naked, happily not seeing any neighbors, not that I would have cared all that much if I had seen anyone. I checked my phone. No messages from Melissa, which was good and bad. We were still on, but Melissa wasn’t running late. My house had been left empty and unlocked all night. All seemed to be in order. I went to the kitchen, put water on for coffee, grabbed two energy bars for breakfast, and hit the button on the coffee grinder.
Think. Think. Half an hour to get ready for Melissa’s arrival. Wine and a box of incense for a hostess gift. Some fruit and nuts for the ride there. Iron clothes. Get dressed. Pour coffee for the road.
My body felt good. I had slept well. My cock felt tired. I felt it, squeezing it a little to get sense if I had any life in it in case Melissa arrived horny. Maybe I could get it up but my testicles felt numb, empty, slightly abused. So maybe not.
I went downstairs into the garage. I took the cover off my orange Lotus Elise, removed the soft top, opened the garage door and backed the car out. As I exited the car, Melissa pulled into the driveway, parking behind my Countryman. I stood waiting for Melissa. She got out with a huge smile on her face.
“Wow. Now this is an unexpected ‘Good morning.’ Nice outfit. That’s what you’re wearing today? Patricia will be happy. Me too, though I was hoping you would be going commando. But this works. Hello handsome.”
Melissa opened her arms for a hug.
“Hi gorgeous.”
It was our traditional greeting, Melissa calling me handsome, me calling her gorgeous. Melissa was wearing sandals; a light pink tank top and her crotch was sporting a nice camel toe in tight white shorts. I bent my knees to give Melissa a good hug, aligning our heads and shoulders. Melissa is short, about 5’-2". She has a naturally beautiful face on top of a toned torso with perfectly formed A-cup breasts, an exceptionally tiny waist with curved hips and ass and exceptionally nice legs holding all that up.
“Hmm. Nice hug. Nice underwear. Tailor made? They fit you really well.” Melissa said squeezing my ass .
I have always loved Melissa’s quit wit. She never misses a trick, is never at a loss for a response, and can be self-deprecating as easily as a sarcastic critic. Melissa is always a horny little minx too. We were never really girlfriend and boyfriend, though we dated for a while and almost always manage to have sex in some way whenever we are together. So, undoubtedly, sometime between now and whenever Melissa headed for home this weekend, sex would be part of our time together.
“Thanks Melissa. You look as fabulous and delicious as you always do. I do love how your shorts hug you in all the right ways, in all the right places.” I put a hand on Melissa’s crotch, running a finger along the center of her camel toe. “I especially admire how this seam is trying ever so hard to get closer and closer to you. I’m slightly envious of it actually.”
Like I said, Melissa was never without a response. She didn’t move or even flinch a little when I touched her pussy through her shorts. I’ve never thought of her as shy and she wasn’t today when I fondled her while standing outside.
“Don’t you just love that seam. Not half as much as I do though. It does find its own way to touch me in just the right places at times.” Melissa grabbed my crotch, “But you know handsome, it will happily move out of the way anytime this nice big bulge wants to pay a visit.”
“Okay. If we keep this up, you will be texting Patricia to cancel. Come on. Talk to me while I finish getting ready.”
I took Melissa by the hand, leading her into the kitchen.
“The car looks beautiful, as always Eric. You okay if I drive there and you drive back?”
“Be nice to me and I will think about it.”
Melissa punched me in the arm, “I’m always nice to you.”
“Ouch. Be careful, now. I bruise easily.”
“Oh shut up you goof ball. Give me the keys now or I will end up wrestling them away from you.”
“That could be fun.”
“Yeah. Could be. But I won’t be nice about it.”
“You don’t have to tell me. I know you won’t be nice if you really want something.”
Melissa hit me in the arm again. I poured two coffees and filled the kettle to make another pot for the road. I picked up the keys for the Lotus, walked to Melissa waving them in front of her eyes.
“Going to let me put these in your pocket so you don’t lose them?”
Melissa held open her arms, “Pick a pocket and good luck with that?”
Fuck she looked good. She was probably right. Those shorts were damn tight. Stepping to Melissa I felt my cock filling the pouch in my underwear anticipating some possible playtime. Then I heard my backdoor open and Corrine calling out.
“Hey, Eric. You in here? I brought the table for you.”
Melissa twisted her head giving me an inquiring look. We both turned and walked towards my den. When we entered the room Corrine was standing there holding the folded massage table, wearing the navy-blue version of the black string bikini she had worn, well, had outside yesterday.
“Hello Melissa. It is so good to see you after all this time. Nice outfit Eric. That’s what you’re wearing today?”
“Exactly the same thing I asked him when he met me in the driveway.”
“Geez, man. Don’t you have a robe or something you could put on? Or; oops, I hope I’m not interrupting something.” Corrine said adding a playful grin.
Corrine and Melissa laughed together.
Corrine continued, “Now you woman. You look fabulous. Can I get a post-COVID hug from you? I’m fully vaccinated.”
Melissa opened her arms, “First, you’re not interrupting anything, as much as Eric might wish you were. Second, yes to the hug, and, me too, fully vaccinated. And as for looking fabulous. Damn. You look incredible. How have you managed to maintain a body like that during COVID? Lastly, I could never wear anything like that bikini. Incredible. Simply incredible on you.”
Melissa and Corrine shared a long hug talking the whole time.
“And it’s really good seeing you too, Corrine.”
“As for you wearing a bikini like this; you would totally rock one of these. Anytime you want to try one on and prove me right, just give me a call. If you and I were on a beach wearing this same bikini Eric would have quite a decision picking one of us over the other.”
“Assuming you were both single, you can make that an impossible decision. Mind you, both of you wearing one bikini is a picture I can’t quite construct but would love to see.”
“As fun as that would be Eric, sharing a bikini with Corrine, you can bet your last cent it’s a picture you will never see, but if Corrine’s serious, I may just drop by one day and try on one of her bikinis. Well, the bottoms anyway. I will never fill out the top quite like you do.” Melissa said lightly squeezing Corrine’s tit. Like I said, Melissa isn’t shy.
“Anytime Melissa. Anytime. And your tits would look just fine in one of these”, Corrine replied playfully returning a squeeze of Melissa’s tit.
“Should we ask Eric to leave us alone for a while?” Melissa said continuing the playful touches on Corrine’s body.
They laughed and ended their hug. I looked at them. Fuck. Having to pick just one of them to take upstairs to my bedroom right now would be an impossible choice. Now, if they would both come. Down boy, down.
“What’s the table?” Melissa asked nodding towards the item Corrine had carried in.
“A portable massage table. Eric is going to start a side business. My friend Farah is booked in for tomorrow night.”
My eyes popped open. I mouthed ‘What?’ at Corrine.
“Really?” Melissa asked looking at me as if to ask 'What the fuck?’.
“Yeah. I had a kink in my lower back yesterday and Eric here was able to work it out as well as any masseuse I have ever been too. I told my friend Farah about it. She’s having a back issue and groin injury she’s nursing so she asked me to book some time with Eric.”
“Hmm. Well.”
“Look. You two have to be somewhere and I assume Eric here still needs to get dressed. You go. We can talk later.”
“Thanks Corrine. I will talk with you tomorrow about Farah’s issues”, thinking fuck. I have a client appointment tomorrow. What the fuck are you doing to me, Corrine?
“Bye, you two. Enjoy your day.”
“Nice seeing you, Corrine.” Melissa said watching Corrine close the door behind her. “Nice seeing almost all of you.” Melissa said turning to look at me. “Holy fuck, man. What a body on that woman. How did your cock not break out of that underwear with her parading around like that?” Melissa asked slapping my cock through my underwear. “Hello. Is he alive down there? I swear my pussy is wet from that hug and I’m not a lesbian. Fuck. And you were massaging her yesterday? Doesn’t she have a husband?”
“Yes, she has a husband and yes he’s alive down there and if we had time, I would undress you and prove it to you. We can talk in the car. Here are the keys.” I said, tucking the leather tab into Melissa’s waistband knowing if I managed to get them into a pocket, Melissa would likely have to take her shorts off to get them out.
Melissa followed me upstairs, watching me iron my shorts.
“So when did you decide to start giving massages?”
“I’m not sure I decided. And I think I will be selling massages not giving them away; if it happens. We will talk in the car. It’s a long story.”
I left my shorts on the ironing board allowing them to cool while I slipped into my shirt. I also needed some time to craft a believable story about massaging Corrine that wasn’t too far from the truth.
“Nice shirt Eric. I like it. Will you do me a favor today?”
“Sure, Melissa. What?”
Melissa stepped into me forcing her hand into my underwear grabbing my cock.
“Will you go commando? It will make me so horny knowing you’re sitting there all day with just a thin layer of linen between this nice cock and everyone there.”
“Geez, woman. These shorts are pretty loose. I don’t want to be flashing people.”
“Please? I’m telling you; it will pay dividends later. Pretty please?” Melissa pleaded now pushing my underwear down my legs, bending over inserting my cock into her mouth.
“Okay. Okay. Look. Let’s get going. But I’m taking these underwear with me in case, I don’t know, someone spills a drink in my lap or something.”
Melissa continued her blow job for a few seconds, releasing my cock then talking to it like it was a microphone.
“I’ve missed you my hard little friend. Don’t worry. We will catchup more later. I promise.” She kissed the head then bent more to help me step out of my underwear. “You’re too easy to get my way with Eric. I like that though.”
“You’re too difficult to refuse Melissa. Always have been.”
It was a beautiful sunny day for our drive. We picked mainly back roads for the trip to Bob and Pat’s. Melissa drove the Lotus well, pushing it into corners when she could, enjoying it at the limits she was comfortable with without causing me to worry. We talked about different things including my massage business.
“Okay, you’re going to turn left at the next street, then there’s a traffic circle just up the road. You will take the third exit in the circle.”
Melissa geared down like a pro, tossing the Elise into the corners, right, left around the circle, a quick right on the exit.
“Hey Eric. Before we arrive and Pat’s and Bob’s. You know Pat thinks you’re wonderful, right? She always asks about you whenever we chat.”
“Yeah. Okay. Sure.”
“No really. So be nice to her.”
“Be nice to her? Why wouldn’t I be nice to her? Am I not normally nice to people, your friends? I like Patricia. She’s a really intelligent person. I love talking about almost any subject with Pat. She always seems able to present perspectives I hadn’t considered and I love that.”
Melissa pulled over to the curb a couple of blocks from Pat and Bob’s house. She pulled on the brake.
“Kiss me before we arrive”, Melissa softly demanded.
I leaned over. We kissed. Melissa’s kisses always melted my will. She possessed the ability to transmit her feelings through her kisses. This kiss was laced with gratitude and friendship.
To be continued.
by Silver Sea for Literotica
