Date: Sat, 22 Sep 2007 16:48:27 -0400 From: J W Subject: Melanie's Obsession 3 The first day of classes was fast approaching. Melanie sat in the breakfast nook munching her fruit yogurt and granola looking out the window at the fence. The fence that separated her yard from missus Ward's yard and missus Ward's swimming pool. It had been a very educational summer for the fifteen year old. Melanie had only the slightest inkling of how powerful her nubile young body had become when she and her mother had moved here in May. Their neighbor's generous offer to share her swimming pool was a delightful distraction for Melanie who had had no opportunity to meet anyone her own age in the area yet. Her neighbor's willingness to share her body was an even more interesting pastime. Melanie had used the forty year old woman next door as a training aid. The teenager was learning that she could get pretty much anything she wanted using her adolescent sexuality as a lure. The extreme joy she got from the feeling of domination was more important to her than the rewards she pried from her unsuspecting victims. Slurping up the last of her yogurt the devious nymph couldn't think of anything she really wanted from Darlene Ward but she was obsessed with the desire to subjugate the older woman. In her room after breakfast she stripped off her night shirt and stood in her cotton panties looking into the Wards' yard. Large trees obscured the view of her neighbor's pool from every other house. Ironically the view from Melanie's bedroom was the best. She watched as missus Ward used the skimming net to remove the overnight debris that littered the surface of the tranquil green water. Ten days ago she had licked and sucked that middle aged pussy to glorious orgasm, and enjoyed every minute of it. What the devilish youngster had enjoyed even more was denying Darlene access to her own teenaged treasures. Teasing the older woman was like a drug that she had been withholding from herself for over a week now. It was time to restart the game. Darlene glanced longingly for the millionth time at the house next door. Every day she prayed her young neighbor would come over for a swim and, well, much more. Her disappointment grew progressively worse as the time passed. She was sure she hadn't done anything to scare the gorgeous young thing away. After all it was the teenager who had initiated what turned out to be a rather one sided round of sex play. Summer was all but gone. A couple of weeks at the most before it would be time to close up the pool for the season, `and then what?' Darlene wondered. Her teenaged neighbor wouldn't have a reason to come over at all much less in her scanty bikini. Plopping herself on the garden lounge the middle aged woman dejectedly picked up her romance novel and glanced longingly at the gap in the privacy fence. "Missus Ward" the startled woman looked toward the sound when she heard her name. Standing in the sliding patio doorway, her teenaged neighbor stood smiling. Melanie wore a simple cotton sun dress that ended mid thigh. The thin cotton molded around the girl's bust rather snuggly, then fell loosely to conceal the shape of the rest of her slender torso. "Why did you stay away so long?" Darlene sobbed "I've been kinda busy. Ya know getting ready for school and stuff" the youngster replied as she pranced across the patio and flopped herself in the plastic chair opposite the reclining older woman. "I waited...everyday... after we, I mean you, uh" the homemaker was now sitting up on the lounge searching for the right words. "Was it fun?" the girl inquired with a giggle. "You really seemed out of it afterward" "Oh my God honey it was the best...the most intense pleasure I've had in a very long time; maybe ever. I wanted to make you feel that way too but..." "I guess I just wasn't ready for that" Melanie responded adopting her innocent guise again. The older woman shivered recalling the wanton way the young nymph had displayed her charms. It was hard for Darlene to rationalize the sweet innocent demeanor of her neighbor now with her erotic actions the previous week. "I've never had anybody, you know; touch me that way before...so I guess I was a little scared." It wasn't a lie. At the time she had performed the seduction on Darlene Ward she had been `untouched' by human hands. The experience at Irene's dress shop however had awakened new needs in her teenaged body. If missus Ward's thoughts were conflicted, Melanie's were more so. Her game of teasing and domination thrilled her but she knew that intense pleasure was only a kiss away. Would she, could she let her horny neighbor off that easy? Of course not! Plus the build up and the added thrill of teasing the older woman would make her ultimate release that much more satisfying. "If I let you, ya know, touch me, what would you do?" Darlene's stomach did a back flip as she turned to sit on the edge of the lounge. "Well, first of all I'd teach you how exciting a kiss can be" the older woman began so quietly that the girl was straining to hear her. "I'll bet you don't realize how sexually sensitive your lips and mouth are." Melanie felt the fluttering in her lower belly intensify, because the woman was right. "Then I'd slowly use my mouth on your ears and your neck. They're really sensitive too. I would kiss and lick my way down your chest to your beautiful breasts; you already know how wonderful it feels to play with your nipples. That feeling is even more intense when someone sucks on them." Darlene was so breathless by this point that she had to stop and gulp down some air. Her teenaged audience was not doing much better. Both women were experiencing the same rising heat in their bellies. "OK...OK" the girl gasped "if I let you; you have to do something for me." "What sweetie, I'll do anything you want." The older woman agreed without knowing what she was agreeing to. "I want you to make love to my mom." The request sent Darlene's head reeling. "What?" she said incredulously. "My dad's away so much and I hear my mom almost every night, ya know, playing with herself. It's not fair! She works really hard and she deserves to have somebody make her feel good." The girl explained "But...but I couldn't I..." Darlene's arousal had been displaced by a feeling of shock. "That's the deal." Melanie announced as she started to rise from her chair in a `take it or leave it' gesture. "But what if...what if she doesn't want to?" the older woman pleaded. "You don't mean you want me to rape her!" "NO, of course not." The girl assured her sitting back down "But you have to give it your best try. If she says no after you really try as hard as you can then I'll, you know, let you do me. It's kinda like two for one!" the imp giggled. Darlene was having great difficulty with her breath again for an entirely different reason. The proposal seemed positively lewd coming from the woman's daughter but it was the older female member of the Morgan family that had caught her eye four months ago. Having little experience and less success at the delicate art of lesbian seduction she had off handedly shelved the idea as unworkable. But now she was being black mailed (sort of) into giving it a try. "I'll sort of help you; as much as I can" the girl added. "I don't know...I really don't think I can do it" Darlene lamented. "All you have to do is give it a good try" the teenager encouraged as she was rising to her feet. The homemaker thought her young friend was going to leave but instead she positioned herself directly in front of where Darlene sat on the lounge. "I know you need a little incentive." The vixen raised her dress to her waist exposing her hairless pubes glistening wetly in the late morning sun. Melanie held her dress up with one hand and slid the other over her belly until her fingers were on her pouting labia. Pulling the fresh pink lips apart the teenager slid two fingers inside. She held them there for a couple seconds watching the older woman's anguished face. She slipped her juice covered fingers out and put them directly under Darlene's nose. The seated woman, still breathing much faster than normal, took her next deep inhale through her nose causing her head to spin as her nasal cavities filled with the sweet musk. Without hesitating Darlene captured the girl's fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean; never taking her eyes off the pubescent vulva not much more than a foot from her face. The older woman started to lean forward intending to capture some of that sweet nectar from its source but her tormentor dropped her dress back into place and took a step back. "See how wet you made me just by describing what you wanted to do? Imagine how much I'd cream if you actually did it." As she turned Melanie shot back over her shoulder "It's up to you" then she ran across the yard, through the gap in the fence and she was gone. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The Gods seemed to be with the frustrated homemaker. In the middle of the week the weather turned sultry, perfect for being near and in a body of water; such as a swimming pool. By the time the weekend rolled around everyone including Melanie's mother had had their fill of the heat. Missus Morgan went shopping on Saturday morning. When she returned around noon she looked like a well used dish rag. Melanie was just clearing up her breakfast dishes when her mother plopped the groceries on the table and mopped her brow. "Whew it's hot out there. Thank God for air conditioning!" "Ya know what's even better than air conditioning?" the teenager asked "Nothing!" Sheila Morgan said emphatically. Seeing a look of disappointment on her daughter's face she amended and said "OK what?" "A dip in the pool!" the girl was practically jumping up and down. "I'm sure its very refreshing honey. Why don't you go ahead and check with missus Ward to see if it's OK for you to come over." "Aren't you coming?" the girl implored; disappointment virtually dripping from her words. "I have to put the groceries away, and then there's some work..." Sheila's voice trailed off as the tears welled in her daughter's eyes. `Tears work every time' the girl celebrated. The guilt trip had left the station and was motoring at full speed. `I never spend any time with her any more.' The over worked mom grieved. "OK I'll just put this stuff away and if it's OK with missus Ward I'll come too." Melanie jumped for joy and hugged her mom before scampering out the door. `I'm gonna pay for this' Sheila recognized as she stowed the food away. "OK, I convinced her to come over for a swim" the teenager announced as she burst into Darlene Ward's kitchen "It's show time!" The girl didn't pause to analyze the look on the older woman's face; shock, fear, anticipation, she simply spun around and returned home to change. The look was all of the above. Darlene suddenly went from mindlessly cleaning her counter top to a jittery mass of raw nerves. Dropping the dish towel she immediately strode to her bed room. She hadn't worn this two piece suit in a few years. It was black, and like the aqua marine bikini Melanie sometimes wore it had very little lining. She was a couple of pounds (OK more than a couple) heavier than when she'd bought it so the material was stretched to a dangerous extreme. Combined with the lack of lining the image that greeted the pool owner in the mirror was sensual; some might say risqué. The triangle shaped cups didn't quite contain her full `C' cup breasts and even in their docile state her large nipples were easily discernable. The triangle over her crotch was adequate but hugged her prominent labia tight enough to provide more detail than would be considered respectable. Looking over her shoulder to inspect the back view the forty something woman almost changed her mind. The back panel was really not up to its task at all. `It's like a thong' she thought `so what people wear thongs!' just not usually full figured women her age. Fluffing her hair and applying a subtle lipstick Darlene looked deep into her own eyes in the mirror. "You can do this" she assured herself out loud. Donning her red and black oriental silk robe she headed for the pool. Sheila Morgan reviewed her choices of bathing costume with some dismay. She didn't go swimming very often and hadn't sunbathed in years; causes skin cancer ya know. `I should buy myself something more appropriate' she thought as she indecisively went from one to another. She chose a royal blue two piece that was more of a sun suit than a swim suit. The top and bottom both had kind of gathers. Melanie's mother always thought the bottoms looked a little like the frilly underwear you sometimes saw on toddlers but she rather fancied the top. The puffy material made her `B' cups look somewhat bigger. Stripping quickly she paused to take stock. Her high metabolism and life style kept her weight unusually stable as she'd aged. `A little extra on the hips and ass' she recognized but all in all not bad. She attributed her firm high boobs to good genes. They were smaller than she would have preferred ten or fifteen years ago, but now she was sort of glad because there was very little trace of sag. Her nipples were dark brownish and permanently stuck out. They were very sensitive but really didn't change shape much, just color when they were stimulated. `How long had it been since they'd been stimulated by hands other than her own?' she wondered. `Too long' her mind answered without a pause. It had become a nightly ritual to tweak those rubbery tips as she lay in bed trying to stem the unending tide of thoughts and ideas her busy day had spawned. Immersed in her self pleasuring she was able to force out the swirling concerns and concentrate on the wonderful physical sensations. The release that came from her experienced fingers strumming over her well concealed clit brought the wave of endorphins that made sleep possible. `Sleep yes, satisfaction I'm afraid not' she thought with regret. She was a very un-hairy person. She shaved her armpits and legs but there was practically no detectable hair on her arms or anywhere else. Her pubic mound was no exception. The hair was sparse and fine. She'd never had any inclination to do any styling down there. Her slit, and that's what it was, was also incredibly neat it looked like a miniature bum between her legs. With the suit on, Sheila dropped a blue cotton shift over her head and made her way to her neighbor's front door. "I'm so glad you could make it' Darlene greeted her guest with a genuine smile. "Melanie insisted and I have to admit I could use the break." Sheila replied returning the smile. "Well what do you say we have a perfectly delightful and relaxing afternoon?" The host said wrapping her arm around her guest's shoulder as they headed for the rear of the house. Sheila was a little surprised at the familiarity but put it down to her host's out going personality. She couldn't help but notice how Darlene's substantial breast squished and molded on her upper arm. `She's got quite a set!' Melanie's mother realized for the first time. Sliding open the patio door Darlene released her "Make yourself at home while I get some refreshments." Sheila continued out to the pool deck and watched her daughter execute a smooth dive into the inviting clear water. Pulling the simple shift over her head Sheila joined her daughter; thrilled by the relief of the cool water on her skin. Darlene set the tray on the umbrella table and watched the Morgan women swimming. The butterflies in her stomach were circling. After swimming a couple of lengths and seeing that their host wasn't joining them Sheila felt a little embarrassed; as though she were taking advantage, so she climbed the steps at the shallow end and joined their host on the patio. Melanie's mother scrubbed her dark blonde shoulder length hair with one of the towels the teenager had thoughtfully brought over. Darlene discreetly watched the jiggle of her older guests boobs out of the corner of her eye. `Nice size and so firm for her age' the larger woman observed. "Sangria?" Darlene asked holding up the frosty pitcher. "Mmm, yes please." The dripping woman accepted blotting water droplets from her upper body. Sheila tried not to stare at the four inches of cleavage that was displayed as her host leaned slightly forward to fill one of the tumblers. "Wow she's got some big-uns' she thought as she draped the towel over the back of the lounge. Darlene extended the condensate dripping glass toward her guest. Sheila reached for the refreshment realizing that in the background behind the drink her host's impressive hooters were on display tightly wrapped in very thin stretchy black material. She felt an unexpected twinge between her legs when she noiced that she could easily discern the size and shape of her host's nipple through the revealing bikini top. Grasping the glass Sheila realized that her host wasn't letting go right away. Their eyes met and look the teenager's mother saw caused her heart to flutter. `She knows I was checking out her tits' and she felt the blush rising up her neck. Their gaze locked for only a moment but to the embarrassed woman if felt like a long time. "Thanks" Sheila croaked immediately taking a long swallow of the fruity concoction. She wasn't much of a drinker and there was apparently a lot more alcohol in the punch than she'd been expecting. The cold liquid turned to fire in her throat and belly, and the fire sent its vaporous intoxicants straight to her head. She managed to cover her mouth before she coughed directly in her host's face, and narrowly avoided the embarrassment of spewing the booze laden mixture out in a fine spray. "Wow that's potent" she choked. "My own recipe; I like it with a kick." Seeing her guest's distress Darlene added "I'm sorry was it too much?" "No, no it's fine I just gulped it too quickly" Sheila assured her patting her upper chest. `Be careful with this stuff' Sheila said to herself as she felt the calming effect of the alcohol washing over her. Too prove the cocktail was to her liking she took a modest sip. It was quite pleasant once you knew what you were drinking. Melanie's mother felt a more comfortable warmth spread over her and knew that in a couple of minutes she'd have nice little buzz on. `When was the last time I was actually drunk?' she wondered, but she couldn't remember. Darlene settled into a chair and Sheila sat down on the lounge facing the pool. Both women watched as the teenager swam back and forth doing a different stroke each lap. "She's very athletic." Their host observed. The teenager's mother looked in her host's direction intending to respond but she found herself looking at those full breasts again. Darlene's eyes were on the pool so the girl's mother took her time surveying her host's pectoral attributes. The bikini top seemed too small. A significant portion of the fleshy mounds bulged out the sides. The neck strap pulled them together creating a loose cleavage but the triangles over the well endowed woman's breasts covered no more than a third of them and did almost nothing to disguise the long plump nipples near their center. Sheila did not confuse the warmth the alcohol created in her belly with the heat of arousal that was beginning in her pussy. She'd only been with a woman once in her life; and it wasn't really a woman, it was a girl. It happened at summer camp twenty five years ago. The summer she turned fifteen; `just about Melanie's age' she thought. Clarisse had been a councilor about four years her senior with a fully matured body including `D' cup breasts. Sheila recalled the seduction behind the sand dunes down at the beach that beautiful August afternoon. She closed her eyes recalling the Sapphic delights the councilor had introduced her to. The heat between her legs was turning to a throb. Opening her eyes to take another look at her host's tits only seemed to intensify the itch. Her erotic memories played in the background as she allowed her eyes to drift down Darlene Ward's body. Reaching her pelvis Melanie's mother had to stifle a gasp. Her host's chair was directly facing the lounge in order to look toward the pool the full figured woman had hooked her left leg over the arm of the patio chair while leaving her right flat on the flag stone pool deck. The result was that the woman's legs were spread obscenely wide. Her vulva was displayed in intimate detail against the thin crotch of her bikini bottoms. The daydream, her latent horniness, the alcohol and the view were too much she had to risk slipping her hand between her legs to give her bubbling pussy a couple of firm strokes. Darlene's position was by no means an accident. She held her lewd position facing the pool and continued to observe her guest's reaction out of the corner of her sunglass shielded eyes. Her own sex was demanding attention and she felt her nipples growing as she put on a show for her guest. `This is going to be easier than I thought' she concluded noticing the smaller woman's hand sneak down to her crotch. Turning her head back toward her victim there was a blur of activity as Sheila quickly removed her pleasuring hand trying to make it appear as though she was reaching down for the glass of Sangria that she had set on the ground. "You better be careful dear. With your fair skin you'll be burnt to a crisp in no time." Darlene warned her victim. "Let me put some of this on you" the hostess said walking over to the table. Melanie's mother's vision was not a hundred percent clear but she could still see the roundness of her host's buttocks as she retrieved the sunscreen. The back of her bikini bottoms had virtually disappeared between her firm cheeks. "Just lay back and relax" her host told her as she was squeezing out a palm full of the white cream. Lying back on the lounge made her head spin. The back of the chair wasn't quite flat so the teenager's mother was reclining at a comfortable angle when Darlene knelt beside her and began applying the sunscreen to her legs beginning at her ankles. She was applying the cream all the way around the reclining woman's leg with firm stokes that felt more like a massage than application of sun cream. "I'm sure everyone tells you what beautiful legs you have" Darlene commented as she was working her way above Sheila's knee. "They don't get noticed as much as they used to. But ya I've always been kinda proud of them, thanks for noticing." The massaging hands had reached mid thigh and the heat between Melanie's mom's legs had been rising along with Darlene's hands. Darlene's eyes were focused on her guest's face, Sheila's eyes were on her host's hands kneading the firm flesh of her thigh and getting ever closer to her pulsating womanhood. The reclining woman's hips moved involuntarily. `She's mine' Darlene concluded as her finger tips touched the edge of the blue bikini bottom. Melanie had been watching the erotic developments from the pool with delight. She was careful not to stare too long in case her mother noticed her watching. She sat in one of the floatation rings tranquilly floating around the pool with her hand working diligently inside her bikini bottoms. Darlene's finger tips pressed into the soft flesh at the top of her guest's thigh and under the margin of the bathing suit bottom. As soon as she over came the obstacle she began to move her hand toward the center of the reclining woman's thighs. Feeling the fingertips now touching protected territory Sheila was unable to suppress a grunt as her hips twitched again. Darlene saw her victim's face contort in response to the more intimate caress. She forced her fingers further into the leg hole of her guest's bathing suit until they were in up to the second knuckle. Rotating her wrist she encountered the soft pubic hair and then the slippery wet plumpness of the woman's large outer lips and the top of her crease. The guttural unintelligible sound that came out of the reclining woman was louder this time. Sheila raised her eyes so that she was now looking at her seducer's smiling face. "Oh God Darlene what if Melanie sees!" at that moment she glanced in the direction of the pool to see her daughter floating slowly away from them and currently facing in the opposite direction. "Do you want me to stop?" Darlene asked praying for the right answer. "Yes...No... Oh God" Sheila mumbled unable to rationalize all she was feeling in her less than sober state. The seducer stood up, took her victim's hand "Come with me" Sheila pulled herself up off the lounge and fell into step behind he host who was still holding her hand. There wasn't a lot of room inside the pool shed with the chemicals and other pool maintenance paraphernalia and it was hot. Neither woman noticed. As soon as they were inside they locked in a tight embrace and their lips mashed together furiously. Sucking and licking their tongues fought for territory at first but then settled into a rhythmical dance. Their breasts mashed together immediately; soon followed by their bellies and hips. Writhing against one and other they were soon bathed in perspiration. It was Sheila who broke off the kiss; "I wanna see your tits" she said breathlessly, pushing her host to arms length and grabbing the bottom of the bikini top trying to pull it up over the fleshy mounds it held. It would never have worked if Darlene hadn't simultaneously reached behind her back and released the bow holding the bottom of her bra. Deprived of their meager support the plump mounds sagged under their own weight. When they were revealed Sheila grabbed one in each hand lifting and squeezing. Darlene pulled her disconnected top over her head, and then dropped it on the floor. Melanie's mother was enthralled with the size and pliability of her lover's boobs. "You like my tits" Darlene asked unnecessarily. "They're so big and beautiful" Sheila moaned as she continued to manipulate her host. Grasping the prominent semi erect nipples between her thumb and forefinger she pulled and squeezed them to full erection. The rubbery tips doubled in size in her hands. Darlene felt the shockwave hammer into her pussy as her knees buckled. Sheila did not loose her grip on her host's nips as they sunk to the floor. Diving forward she captured one whole areola in her mouth and sucked hard. From her prone position Darlene put her hands on the back of her lover's head, encouraging the homage being paid to her hypersensitive mammaries. Sheila moved from one to the other and back reveling in the soft squishiness against her face and the firm pebbliness under her tongue. When she finally came up for air Darlene seized the opportunity to strip her lover's top up over her head. Sheila had a moment of embarrassment as her own smaller tits came into view. "Your breasts are so firm and high; they're gorgeous!" the prone woman said enthusiastically putting her hands over the pert mounds and feeling the permanently stiff tips bore into her palms. The pressure on her sensitive boobs combined with the sincere sounding compliment sent a wave of pleasure through the kneeling woman right up to her still slightly spinning head. Sheila's hands returned to her hosts widely splayed boobs, lifting them back up on top of the reclining woman's chest; she resumed her attention to the thick red pegs that were standing proudly from their center. Each woman's eyes shifted from the objects of their attention to the other's face; gauging the reaction to the various different caresses they were each applying. Melanie crouched outside the pool shed peering through a small gap in the siding. Athletically balanced on the balls of her feet, her left hand was inside her top caressing her right breast while her right hand was inside her bottoms caressing her moist vulva. Watching the two adults play with each others tits, she could feel her climax brewing. It was everything she'd dreamed. She had been careful to only stroke lightly on her slippery protruding labia to prolong her pleasure; not allowing her fingers to penetrate to the depth of her engorged clit. When her mother started to pull their neighbors bottoms off she felt the unstoppable spasms begin. She didn't notice the impact of her shoulder on the unforgiving flag stone as she crumpled to the ground shoving two fingers deep into her soggy quim. Her palm was pressing on her erupting clit and her hips heaved several times as the delirious orgasm overtook her. She was pretty sure she'd made some sounds as the waves of ecstasy swamped her and she wondered how loud they had been as she lay there in the blessed afterglow. Her post orgasmic brain decided it didn't mater and she continued to rub herself feeling the sweet relaxed numbness begin its slow transition back to arousal. Inside the shed Melanie's mother was prying her host's large, slick labia apart with her thumbs. She was marveling at the size and fullness of the woman's inner lips and realizing that this was only the third mature vulva she had seen close up; including her own. Gently and thoroughly separating the intricate folds she watched the milky fluid trickling out of the obscure depths. She inhaled the heady fragrance deeply and continued her examination. Darlene felt her tender flesh being parted. In spite of the heat inside the little shed the air felt cool on her sensitive wet tissue. The kneeling woman continued to open her and she now felt her clitoris pushing its way out from under its hood. The sensation of her love button becoming exposed brought on an intolerable gnawing feeling. The emerging organ was demanding direct stimulation. Instinctively her hand went down to satisfy the demand. Sheila gasped at the emergence of the woman's jelly bean sized pleasure center. She pushed her lover's invading hand aside with her cheek as she captured the firm projection between her lips and lashed it with her tongue. Darlene's hips heaved up toward the intensely pleasuring mouth. The kneeling woman wrapped her arms around the elevated thighs and buried her face deeper in her host's throbbing honey pot, continuing to suck and lick its most sensitive feature. Sheila held on with all her might as Darlene's hips began to buck violently. Melanie had stripped off her bathing suit bottom to improve access to her pounding pussy. Her eye was glued to the gap in the siding again, watching her mother's head moving rapidly back and forth between their neighbors heaving thighs. Darlene was squeezing and pinching her full breasts and wailing as her hips thrashed. With a final upward thrust accompanied by a scream Darlene cleared the summit and began the luxurious slide into the pool of satisfaction. Her body collapsed limp on the cement floor. Melanie's hand was a blur moving back and forth across her clit but her second orgasm eluded her. Sheila sat back on her heels and realized that she had been so focused on Darlene's pleasure that she had completely forgotten her own needs. Now as her host lay naked before her making little mewing sounds the urgent signals from between her legs reasserted themselves. Plunging her hand into her pants she gripped her churning womanhood in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure she felt. The relief was insufficient and short lived; she needed much more. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband her bathing suit bottoms were off in seconds. Her hands knew what to do and quickly took up their task. Head back and eyes closed she was startled when someone grabbed her wrists. Opening her eyes Darlene's face was inches away. Her host's lips enveloped her mouth in a reprise of the kiss they had shared when they entered the steamy little enclosure. Darlene broke the kiss this time and looked deep into Melanie's mom's eyes for just a second before dropping between her legs and pushing the teenager's mother's thighs wide apart. Sheila felt the breath on her wet vulva "Oh God..." she wailed as the throbbing of her sex became nearly unbearable. "You have such a beautiful pussy. It's so neat" Darlene remarked studying her lover's mons. With her legs so widely spread the crease between her plump outer lips opened to reveal the deep pink interior but there were still no inner lips visible. Using her fingers to part the full mound, Darlene was amazed at how fleshy Sheila's vulva actually was. Her labia minora were almost nonexistent but at the top of the deep chasm was the unmistakable bulge she was looking for. She applied her tongue to the hidden treasure, flicking it quickly several times with the tip, then applying the flat and lapping the length of her lover's crevice. Sheila put her hands on the ground to scooted her hips back away from the assault, unable to stand the intensity of the pleasure. Darlene simply continued in pursuit. When her butt hit the inside of the shed wall there was no place to run. Her attacker fastened her lips around the fleeing woman's clit and sucked hard. The explosion in her lower belly was beyond anything she had ever felt before. Every nerve in her body began to tingle all at once. The orgasm shook her like a rag doll and her vocal chords were trying to add a sound track but there was no air to power them. Sheila pushed her back harder up against the wall trying to reduce the convulsions that racked her. She gulped and gasped trying to replenish her oxygen supply while Darlene continued to lick and lap at the syrupy discharge. A pervasive feeling of contentment washed over her as she now felt quite tired and so closed her eyes to savor the feeling of complete peace. Darlene captured every drop of cum before twisting herself around to sit beside her depleted companion. The two naked women bathed in sweat rested somewhat comfortably against the shed wall for several minutes. "How long... do you think... what if Melanie missed us?" The teenager's mother stumbled through words and thoughts trying to get her point out. "I'm sure she's fine" Darlene assured her friend leaning back with her eyes closed not wanting anything to disturb the post orgasmic paradise. She was of course sure of nothing. In fact the subject teenaged girl was sitting with her back against the outside of the shed wall idly strumming her pussy having been unable to bring herself to a second climax in spite of the erotic display she had witnessed. Convinced the show was over Melanie pulled her pants back on and executed an impressive shallow dive into the refreshing water. Hearing the splash did wonders for the mother's nerves and she allowed herself to completely relax, resting her head on her lover's shoulder. Both women dozed for a while. It was Darlene who ended the reverie, kissing her lover on top of the head "We better go back" she announced as she stood up and started to squeeze herself back into the too small suit. Sheila sighed and copied her neighbor's actions. The women exited the sweltering little shed holding hands. Looking into each other's eyes there was no need for words. In unison they took several quick strides and plunged together into the relief of the cool water.