Date: Sat, 15 Sep 2007 07:22:41 -0400 From: J W Subject: Melanie's Obsession 1 Darlene watched her teenaged next door neighbor swim laps in the backyard pool. She and her parents were new to the neighborhood, having moved in last May. The forty year old homemaker sincerely had no ulterior motives when she had offered, in an over the fence chat, that they were welcome to come over for a swim any time. When missus Morgan called her daughter over to relay the offer the fifteen year old was thrilled. Sheila Morgan and her husband Frank had been over a couple of times by the end of July but Melanie was an almost daily visitor. She even took advantage of having a pool next door when it wasn't, in Darlene's opinion, really swimming weather. Melanie had three bathing suits that Darlene had seen. The one she was wearing today was the pool owner's favorite. The aqua marine color was almost the same as the pool water. It was made of very thin material and seemed to have no lining of any kind. It was like putting opaque plastic wrap over the girl's developing figure. The homemaker sat in a lounge near the deep end of the pool, confident that her Ray-bans concealed the direction her eyes were looking. She hadn't read a page in the novel she was holding, but she turned them from time to time for show. Her nipples were as hard as bullets inside her own well lined swim suit and her pussy tingled as she watched the teenager emerge from the water at the shallow end. Melanie picked up a towel and began rubbing her sandy blonde pony tail with it. Darlene felt the spasm between her legs as she saw the adolescent breasts wobble sensuously inside the cups of the bikini top. `They're about the size mine were at that age' she thought, as the pressure in her crotch grew. `I made C cup around sixteen' which is the size she judged her neighbor's boobs to be. `I think her hips are a little wider than mine were though' she reminisced as her guest patted the rest of her body down. Melanie turned and bent from the waist to put the towel back on the lounge at the opposite end of the pool. Even at forty feet Darlene could clearly make out the shadow of the cleft between the hemispheres of those firm round cheeks. The girl was bending lower for some reason. To accomplish the maneuver she spread her feet further apart. The teenaged vulva was now presented, albeit at long range, in stark relief against the utterly inadequate blue-green bikini crotch. A moan escaped Darlene's lips under her breath. The need to provide some relief to her aching nipples and pounding womanhood was reaching the critical stage. `She has no idea what she's doing to me!' the homemaker thought misguidedly. Her guest held the erotic pose for several seconds before standing up and turning to give her host a smile. The teenager was now approaching with a walk that belied her age. Her host felt a thump in her vagina with each foot fall, but continued to feign concentration on the book she was holding. When her guest was close enough for her shadow to cast over the reclining chair, Darlene decided it was only appropriate to look up. The older woman had to force her gaze up every step of the way. When she initially turned her head she was treated to a close up view of that tantalizing young pubic mound painted aqua marine. She would have been delighted to stare at her guest's thinly covered girlhood for hours but that of course would have been rude. Dragging her eyes up over the soft curve of the little tummy bulge to the well filled cups of the bikini top; she paused only briefly, she thought, to admire the impressive bumps the teenager's water chilled nipples created against the thin fabric. When she arrived at her young guest's face she was somewhat puzzled by her expression. The girl was smiling but there was tension there too. "You really like my body don't you missus Ward?" Darlene's sharp intake of breath was probably all the answer that was needed. In any case the woman seated on the garden lounge was speechless. "That's why you're always looking at me when I come over for a swim." "I...I... like to watch you having, uh, fun... uh, in the water" Darlene stammered feeling a need to do some damage control. It was way too late for that. "But you do like my body don't you?" back to square one "Do you think I have a hot bod?" the teenager asked standing over her host with her hands out stretched. Melanie had rehearsed this conversation at least a dozen times in the past two weeks. Ever since she became aware that missus Ward wasn't really reading most of the time. The older woman's eye being so constantly on her was a turn on for the youngster. Being an only child and a very smart one, she had learned as a toddler how to manipulate adults starting with her parents. In the last couple of years she had discovered that her maturing body had become the most effective manipulating tool she'd ever had. Gaining a position of power over the adults in her life had become an end it itself; an obsession you might say. "Do you want to see more of me?" Melanie asked tugging playfully at the shoulder straps of her top. Darlene was scared. Looking and fantasizing was one thing but actually making contact was, well, immoral, most likely illegal. The forty year old was determined to act her age and take control of the situation. "Melanie you're a very pretty girl but I think you're just misunderstanding things. You're young and it's easy to see how you might get the wrong impression." The older woman explained amazing herself at the clamp she had managed to apply to her extreme arousal. Her teenaged visitor's bright blue eyes never wavered as she slipped the shoulder strings down. "You don't mind if I show you my boobies do you?" she was peeling the soggy fabric away from her jutting treasures. `Oh no she's really going to do it' Darlene realized and the arousal that she had temporarily in check flared up hotter than before. She wanted to look into the girl's face and say something else to assert her authority but she could not tear her eyes away from the aqua marine cups that were being so slowly and sensuously peeled off. Melanie looked at her reclining host. Wide eyes, rapid breathing, biting her lower lip, yeah she had missus Ward right were she wanted her; helpless. With a final dramatic tug the stretchy material separated from the teenaged tits and folded inconspicuously around the girl's ribs under the twin plump rounded cones. Darlene was still straining for some control, if not of the situation and her tormentor, then at least of herself. `Just get up and go in the house' but when the prefect young tits were fully revealed a sound escaped her lips that made Melanie's smile broaden even further. The reclining woman felt as if something or someone had grabbed her by the crotch. The pale pink areolas that topped each of the teenager's breasts were surprisingly large and puffy. The darker pink button in the center protruded like the very tip of a baby finger. "I think my breasts are really pretty, don't you missus Ward?" she said as her hands slid up to cup the underside of the high mounds. This time it was unmistakably a groan that emanated from the older woman's core. "My nips get so long and hard sometimes..." the girl was running her thumbs over the puffy pink flesh and flicking the growing bump at their center. "It feels sooo good when I play with them." Melanie felt the first shockwave slam into her tingly girlhood, and had to hunch her hips and squeeze her thighs together to stanch the sensation. Darlene had her hands clamped so tightly on the frame of the lounge that her forearms were beginning to ache. Her reasoning mind was racing around in circles demanding that she stop this sordid exhibition but not offering any viable strategies on how to accomplish it. Meanwhile her sensual brain was registering the demands for stimulation from both her breasts and her pussy. "Are your nips really sensitive too?" Melanie sighed as she continued to thumb her tender pegs. "I bet they are, and I bet they're a lot bigger than mine." The girl postulated as she knelt down beside the plastic chair. "Can I see them.... will you let me look at your boobies?" the girl's fingers were grasping the straps of her hosts bathing suit top and pulling them outward. Darlene found herself looking down at her own chest. It was surreal, as though she was looking at herself from outside her own body. Melanie was diligently pulling the thin straps down the reclining woman's upper arms. The well lined cups of the swimsuit top began to peel away from the large mounds of flesh they contained. When the descending strap reached the level of the cross seam, the cup popped, inverting itself fully exposing its cargo. "Oh wow...oh my god you have beautiful big titties!" the girl exclaimed. Melanie's fingers made contact with the upper slope of her host's pear shaped breast. The girl's fingers trailed down the slope toward the reddish brown thimble that stuck out from the fattest part of the older woman's tit. Her finger tips traced the crinkly areola that surrounded the protrusion. Darlene felt like her nipples were going to shatter. She didn't think that had ever been this hard, and now the gentle stroking of the tiny soft fingers caused them to turn almost blood red. The reclining woman was still looking down at her own chest and finding the sight of the delicate fingers trailing over breast extremely erotic. When her tormentor leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the nearest nipple a shockwave shot through the older woman's pussy. Some might have called it a mini orgasm but to Darlene it didn't qualify as any kind of climax. There was no sensation of tranquility. There was no reduction in arousal, if even momentary, that she felt when she came. So it was just a giant step on the stairway to heaven. The girl was sucking persistently on the rigid tip of her left breast while those tiny very young, but very talented fingers played a mind boggling tune on the turgid peak of her other tit. "Oh, Melanie, oh my god, oh god, oh, bite it...please bite it!" the homemaker wailed. The teenager was really getting into sucking the plump tip of her host's tit. It felt so wonderful in her mouth, but she lacked experience. Tentatively she applied her teeth to the rubbery piece of flesh she was sucking. "Harder, harder!" Darlene screamed. Melanie pinched one and bit on the other nipple as hard as she dared as her hosts body began to spasm and turn the garden lounge into a trampoline. All of her visions of conquest and control were eclipsed by the violence of the older woman's contortions. She was scared. When the tremors began to subside the teenager sat back on her haunches feeling almost spent herself. Her only experience with orgasms was through masturbation and she had no idea that there could ever be anything as powerful as what she had just witnessed. She was acutely aware that she hadn't even gone anywhere near the older woman's pussy. `She came so hard just from playing with her titties' the teenager marveled. She also noticed an intoxicating aroma that seemed to fill the air. Darlene lay there clutching her throbbing beasts unable to focus her eyes. She hadn't had a tit orgasm in twenty years. It was rapturous but not fulfilling. While she felt the unmistakable afterglow she was not satisfied. Her young companion looked dumbfounded as the older woman tried to blink away the haze. "Oh wow, that was amazing!" Melanie exclaimed "I never knew you could cum just from having your boobies sucked! My pussy is so hot and wet right now I think maybe I could cum like that too." Darlene looked down toward her guest's crotch as she was speaking. "Do you want to see how hot and wet my pussy is?" the younger woman asked rising up to her knees which positioned her girlhood less than two feet from the reclining woman's face. A breathless "Yes" was the best the older woman could manage. Standing up with no ceremony the teenager stripped off her bikini bottoms. Darlene was shocked to see the totally bald pubes glistening damply above her. She reached out for Melanie's hips but the youngster easily danced away from her grasp. "I want to see yours too" she said standing just out of arms reach. The homemaker didn't need any further persuasion to strip her swim suit bottoms off in one smooth motion. As she tossed the unneeded covering to the side threads of thick pussy juice clung to the departing suit and deposited their thin strings across her upper thigh. Aside from the bikini wax the older woman's pubic hair was intact, curly and brown. Her labia minora protruded and were thick with arousal. They glowed reddish purple and were coated with the milky cum from her recent orgasm. The teenager moved to the foot of the lounge and pushed her host's knees apart, opening the mature pussy for closer inspection. Sinking to her knees Melanie reached out and tentatively stroked the slippery vulva. Darlene's hips shot forward all on their own moving toward the tantalizing touch. The older woman's hips were now more than half way down the lounge. Her butt was resting on what the manufacturer would have called the foot rest. With her knees bent ninety degrees the soles of her feet were on the pool deck. The homemaker splayed her thighs wide to give her lover maximum access to her steaming twat. Melanie was mesmerized by the sight of the mature and very hot pussy. The fragrance wafted up as she stroked feeling her fingers becoming increasingly coated with the slippery ooze. Melanie brought her right hand to her face while she laid the fingers of her left on the reclining woman's mound. The youngster's left thumb slid up the spongy labia and hooked into the top of the crease pulling upward as she held her right hand near her lips and inhaled the older woman's scent. Simultaneously she tested the flavor on her fingers with her tongue and pulled the labia majora up causing Darlene's pleasure button to pop out from its hiding place. "Aghh, ughh" the older woman grunted as her clit presented itself and the cool air washed over its wet exposure. "Holy molly missus double U your clit is huge!" the girl exclaimed as she brought the right hand she had been licking down to test the rigidity of the bright red pea sized organ she had just revealed. Several more grunts and groans echoed on the pool deck and Darlene's hips began to heave again. Melanie immediately snatched her hands away. "Oh no you don't!" she commanded "you're cuming too quick." Darlene felt like the weight of the world was on her abdomen. She was seconds from orgasm when the teenager removed the stimulus but she had passed the point of no return. The homemaker's hands clutched at her bosom and her hips continued to gyrate. The teenager acquiesced and bent forward for her first ever muff dive wrapping her lips around the woman's pulsating clit and sucking instinctively. She drank down the spurts of fluid as the older woman's hips bounced on the webbing of the garden chair. The teenager was vaguely wondering what anyone within ear shot of her host's screams might think `It must sound like bloody murder' she supposed as she continued to suck snatch. Fortunately there was no one within hearing distance and the older woman's screaming subsided as her orgasm waned. `You owe me' the teenager thought as she sat back on her haunches. Darlene lay nearly comatose on the pool lounge. Her teenaged neighbor had licked and sucked her to two incredible orgasms in less than twenty minutes. The forty year old married woman lay there completely incapable of movement. She had not cum at the hands of another in over a year. Her own self pleasuring was like a bread and water diet. She was surviving but the intense release that only came from sex with a lover seemed a distant memory until now. The powerful climaxes left her in a state of such complete satisfaction that she could not, would not do anything that might disturb the glorious after glow. The sight of her lover's naked butt disappearing through the gap in the partition fence between the properties gave her a feeling of loss that somehow overlaid her satisfaction. Her eyes closed and a sweet post orgasmic sleep carried her away. The fifteen going on sixteen nude teenager squeezed between the boards in the fence. She had found a loose board when she was cutting the grass and wiggled it until the gap was just big enough for her to sneak through. This way she didn't have to go out on the street to get into her neighbor's yard. She didn't want to have to put her suit back on because she had immediate plans for her tingling body. Racing up the stairs to her room, she tossed the wet blue green bikini she had been carrying on the floor and clutched her shaved mound allowing one finger to slip between her engorged labia. The intruding digit contacted the firmness of her aroused clit and she collapsed on her bed. Teasing her neighbor had driven her nearly mad. Now as she plunged two tiny fingers into her soppy crease she imagined it was missus Ward's tongue. When the back of her thumb hit her love button the fireworks and shooting stars display started on the inside of her closed eyelids. At first it was like an electric shock but that sensation was very quickly replaced by a warm wave that enveloped her entire body. She rolled on her side clamping her thighs around her right hand and wrist, feeling the slippery ooze from her twitching pussy. Lying there as the warm waves subsided to ripples; Melanie reflected on how easy it would have been to simply lower her pussy onto missus Ward's face and reap her reward. The teenager was absolutely sure that her neighbor would have devoured her with complete abandon but then the tease would be over. No; before she'd let her victim drink from her sweet honey pot the woman would have to beg. The teeny-bopper lie there on her bed unable to decide which was more fulfilling, her orgasm or her feeling of mastery over the mature woman next door.