Doubly Fucked – Part 2

Disclaimer – OC – NSFW – This was done as a request by a user who has since not bothered to reply, so I am posting it here.

“Well now that is very true… I can attest to that! Give me five minutes and I can come right over, I just need to grab a few things,” Brent said smiling at his sexy neighbour as decided to push the ante on their little game. “That new bikini really looks good on you, if you don;t mind me saying so Angie, it suits you perfectly.”

“Thank you kind sir,” Angie replied as she batted her eyelashes and played up her southern accent even more coquettishly, “I am really flattered by your attention and request your presence as soon as humanly possible. Don’t bother with the shirt honey, just get your sexy ‘lil butt over here.”

‘Fuck. that i know is a put on, but damn… I had better be ready for anything, she definitely IS flirting dangerously now,’ he thought as he tipped his imaginary hat and replied sarcastically, “well now that will be a pleasure ma’am, would you like me to straddle the fence immediately and come to your aid? With the suncream I mean…”

“Just get your butt over here, we have… things to discuss…” she trailed off as she lowered the sunglasses and stared boldly at his big frame. It could be a very good opportunity for you to lay some groundwork.. Before the kids get home from school.” Now she was fully flirting with him, and she felt her nipples ache with desire and her body thrummed with desire. “Come right in, the front door is open. Lock it when you get here,” she whispered.

Brent grinned and caught the reference she made; turned and strode toward the house with a determined gait, looking over his shoulder he could see she was a little flushed and her nipples were like pebbles under the material of her bikini top.

“She is definitely wanting more than a gazebo Brent, be prepared for a very interesting meeting,” he said softly to himself as he smiled back at her. Making his way quickly inside, he checked himself in the mirror and straightened his smile, grabbed a beer and quickly slugged it down, not being a huge fan of iced tea. However, he would have one if they shared the glass like she had proposed. He wanted to know if he would taste her on the grim of the glass and was determined to get more than a taste of her lips.

“I’m coming inside,” Brent called out to the house as he opened the door after having put on a shirt just for decency’s sake. “Angie, I’m locking the door just like you asked me to and I am coming out onto the deck. Do you want me to grab anything from the kitchen?”

“Come on Brent, my back is going to get burnt if you don’t get your ass out here and cover me up with some sun cream!” she called back loudly, “Besides, if you behave yourself, I may feed you as well. I have just the right snack for you right now.” Brent carried on walking out through the kitchen and opened the door to the deck, ready for whatever was about to happen. Angie was indeed still there but sans top. She 0 was lying on her stomach on her towel and had the bikini top lying next to her.

“Well, are you waiting on an invitation darlin’? Come on over here and get messy with me. Sit next to me, and get those hands full of cream and rub me up buttercup,” she smirked, eyeing him as he stopped short upon seeing her naked back.

“What a view,” he whispered as he studied her body from where he stood. Lying with her feet facing him, she was a sight to behold, her legs slightly open, she presented a delicious view. He gazed intently at her feet, legs and her shapely ass, along with the now visibly wet patch on her bikini pants and lingered there a few moments, then up her back to her neckline. she was still gazing at him and smiled broadly.

“Hey cowboy, focus… down boy, sit down. otherwise we are never going to get things moving along here and I will end up badly burnt. I don’t want that to happen. Do you?” she asked, waiting patiently until he had acknowledged her and moved closer to her position. Bending over, he trailed his fingers along her foot, her left leg and upward along the back of the leg, toward her ass cheeks still covered by the bikini. Watching, he noticed a ripple of hair followed his fingers all the way up toward her ass. He decided to linger there for a moment and lightly dragged his fingers all the way across her ass, back and forth a few times, then began to move his way up her body to her neck.

“Mmm that feels.. good. I really like that,” she sighed contentedly, “But you better get on and do the sunscreen on my back.”

Eagerly, Brent picked up the bottle of sunscreen and squeezed some slowly onto his empty hand. it spurted out and a little splashed onto Angie.

“This may be cold, so if you squeal then don’t blame me okay?” he stated, waiting for a response from her.

“Oh with this hot weather I am already hot and bothered.. and only getting wetter at the thought of… never mind,” she said softly, turning around and looking directly at him, unblinking, then whispered, “Trust me Brent, I will only blame myself for the mess, not you.”

Rubbing his hands together, he then placed them onto her body, the cold cream coming into contact with her warm skin and she hissed in pleasure. He began spreading the cream in both directions, down towards her ass and up towards her shoulders, moving his hands all over her back. His hands were firm and she could feel the calluses on them as they caught on her skin, making little burrs on contact and a delicious feeling of little jagged pieces of pain were being rubbed into her skin. She grunted softly and he immediately stopped his rubbing in.

“What’s wrong? Am I hurting you lil lady?” Brent asked softly, concerned, leaning in over her back toward her left ear. He could smell her shampoo and her natural scent and he relished it as he inhaled without making it too obvious.

“N-no..it’s just your hands… Oh god, they feel so good on my body. Please.. Please carry on and if I whimper a bit it is only because of the calluses on your-your firm hands,” she responded softly, tilting her head to look at him. “Please carry on, I want you to rub me all over, not just my back. Do my back first baby, then… I can turn over for you. Fuck but those hands.. Oh God! I think I might… might cum soon.”

Brent continued, listening to the little grunts and moans of pleasure she panted out as he plied the lotion onto her back. Deciding to massage it into her skin, he felt the muscles loosen up and unknot themselves and he smiled.

“Well, you seem to be nicely relaxing now Angie, these muscles of yours are extremely tense, do you realise that? I am just going to have to get you very relaxed, then we can see about that ‘Gazebo’ of yours,” he commented as she began to mewl softly into the towel. He snaked his right hand down to her bikini bottoms and cupped her ass cheeks one at a time firmly, hearing a little sigh as he did each one in turn. His hand fondled her ass gently, carefully and slid his hand under the soft material to get skin to skin contact with her flesh. She sighed a deep long sigh and wiggled her ass teasingly. His finger slipped in between her her ass cheeks and he felt her puckered asshole. He decided to experiment and pushed in on her asshole, just to feel the response, and he felt her push back against his finger. His cock was now getting hard inside his shorts as he continued stroking her ass, feeling her tense her muscles slightly, tightening them like that made him sigh softly. Brent decided to try another little experiment and wanted to see what sort of reaction he would get.

Grabbing a handful of her arse, he squeezed, playing with her her ass as he massaged it with his hand. He pulled the material up to expose her ass cheek more, just as she spoke.

“Ohh that’s so nice, please do some more of what you are doing right now. I am loving the feel of your hands on me right now, sir… those rough calluses are making me feel so good. I do like that little bit of roughness that certain parts of my body will benefit from those… fingers,” Angie sighed softly, arching her back slightly, lifting her breasts off the towel slightly.

“Slip a hand under here… just so I can feel your rough hands on my poor little titties now, I… have imagined… your touch on them.”

“”Well now… this is a bit of a revelation from you Angie darling, what led to this little revelation?” Brent asked slightly surprised, feeling a flutter in his breathing as it quickened slightly.

‘So she does or has had thoughts about me,’ Brent thought to himself as he smiled.

“Oh God yes, those meaty hands on my tiny body, stroking and… and… playing with me, making me want more…” she trailed off as he squeezed her ass again and she moaned again softly. “Have I ever told you that men with big hands are a massive turn on for me? I find a man with huge hands particularly sexy due to the size ratio of their hands and their… other body parts are normally corresponding?”

“Well… I had heard that some men with very big hands don’t share that characteristic at all, in fact, quite the opposite. Their… other body parts are inadequate in THAT department. I am not one of those, I am like you say, in proportion to my hands. The important part matches,” he replied with a hint of laughter in his voice. “Would you like to examine me for yourself?”

“Are you suggesting that you would strip off right here, right now for me? Just to prove something?” she said as she turned half on her side, revealing her tits to him for the first time.

“Your tits… are showing,” Brent said softly, his hands still on Angie’s hip as they had travelled while she had rolled over onto her side. He kept the hand rested there and his other had slid over her back and he had quickly pulled his hand away, not wanting to appear rude and just letting the hand stray onto her chest area.

“Well, I do need some sun cream on them as well you know, otherwise they could get burnt. That I definitely do not want, for you or anyone that is,” she said in a low husky voice, “so you better get on with it and cover me in cream, so that I don’t go all pink and end up looking like a lobster!”

“If that is the case, then I suppose I had better get my hands dirty then, you have already said you like my hands on your body, so…” he spoke softly, a very low rumble, showing his excitement. “Your breasts are a pure delight. They are just perfect. I love the shape of them. May I?”

Angie nodded, holding her breath as she lay there, now the flirting was getting to the slow burning point and she was enjoying the look of lust in Brents eyes.

“Please… do… I do want that. Be gentle with me Brent,” she whispered softly as she lay on her back, keeping her eyes on him as she lifted an arm to place it under her head. “Touch me, feel me and…”

Slowly, Brent ran his right hand up from her hip, one calloused finger tracing a slow, deliberate path up along her side, to where the underside of her left breast sat on her ribs. His fingers dipped in between each rib softly, and she felt the caress of the callus on the finger. Gazing unblinkingly into her eyes, Brent did not hurry his path, deliberately playing a very naughty game of exploring. Watching her reaction, he halted the path he had begun and moved the finger back down to the bottom rib.

“Sorry I missed a bit… I need to re-explore 8some of you with my finger. I Hope that you don’t mind Angie, but I want to take my time… with you,” Brent said in a low timbre as he moved the finger down through the hollows in between each of her ribs and down to her breastbone where the ribs joined. He lingered there a moment and very slowly dragged his finger up toward her side, then moved in between the ribs in the hollow and moved back down to the breastbone. Watching her face, he saw her breathing quickened as he traced the path with the rough pad of his finger, smiling at her little gasps.

“Does that feel real good Angie? I know what it feels like for me, I am getting a very firm indication that you are. Tell me it is also just as nice for you,” he said as he spied her nipples on top of the areola on her breasts and saw they were hard and very dark. “Is that because of what I am doing to you my lovely? I certainly hope that you are loving it.”

“God.. it feels so nice… your finger… fuck…” Angie hissed as Brent finally reached the curve of her exposed breast, and stopped to linger there for a moment. Angie was sure that she had nearly cum, but didn’t want to shatter the pure delightful agony that he was subjecting her to. Her back arched slightly as he slowly traced the curve of her breast, dipping in between the ribs, and followed the curve up toward her armpit. Moving back down along the same path the finger had traversed, she sighed as he dipped between the shallow valley if her breasts and then continued up along the underside of the other breast, seeing the little quiver in her body. Smiling to himself, he deliberately slowed himself down and even more agonisingly, dragged his finger along the same path he had previously, just on the other side.

Angie was now having little tremors, his finger was deliberate and so very very… she breathed in, taking a deep breath and focused on the finger, still watching his eyes as he continued looking into hers.

“Brent… your… finger… is so very nice… right now, but I think you… forgot something… she panted out softly and looked toward the sun screen, sitting next to him. “I’m sure you would rather be rubbing me with that, after all, you did say that you would put it on me to keep me safe from the sun.”

“Fuck… yes, I’m sorry but I was so distracted by your soft, perfect skin, I just… just wanted to take my time and explore more of your breasts, he apologised, smiling sheepishly down at her. Tracing up with his finger, he went up her breast, along the areola and onto the nipple, Brent pushed gently on it and enjoyed the sight of how it sprung back to attention once it was released.

“Just like me right now, I can so relate right now Angie,” he said again as he put the finger back on the nipple and pressed it down again.

“Let me just get some sun cream on my hands then I can cover you and protect you from the sun, Brent said as he broke the spell, extending his hand and reaching for the bottle. “I am going to make this a little bit of fun, then you can do the same for me with the suncream, he said softly, leaning over her and upending the bottle, squeezing a small dollop out and onto her up-thrust nipple. It landed with a very soft ‘plop’ and he grinned at her little gasp of fright. It was the cold of the cream on her warning breast that was more what caused it, rather than the shock of it. He moved the bottle across to the other breast and do exactly the same there, eliciting another little gasp of delight.

Angie sighed at the play of his hands as he began to move his hands softly and carefully all over her chest, spreading the cream thinly as he concentrated on first one, then the other breast. He did not rush, she could see he was taking his time but she was also wanting him to hurry up, but did not want to say anything to make him speed up. She guiltily admitted what he was doing was utterly different, not rushing into it, not like some of her other lovers she had had over the years. She had used them purely for sex, nothing complicated and had always been very discreet in her dealings with the men she had slept with. Sighing, she stared at him through half closed eyes, dreamily thinking she was some queen and her manservant was doing what he was paid to do. A very sexy and willing manservant, just like the ancient Egyptians had. She relaxed and let his deft touch smooth the lotion into her skin. Her legs had been slightly apart before, but now she had spread them a little wider, to give him a better view of bikini clad pussy. Licking his lips, Brent wanted to touch her, but decided to play it cool for a bit longer. He wanted her to give him a firm indication that he could go ahead with that but decided to wait until he got that confirmation. It would not stop him from saying something about the view he was being presented with.

“What a delicious looking sight that is right there. It looks like that could be a very tasty treat lol lady,” Brent said slowly, shifting his gaze up to her face and on the way up to her face he noticed the blush across her chest, with the nipples still rock hard.

“Well… I did shave it this morning, just to remove any stray hairs,” Angie replied huskily, “I wonder what I would have to do to get some attention on my poor pussy, from a willing man?” She looked at him questioningly with an arched eyebrow daring him to make his move.

Moving her free hand down to where her pussy was, she stroked the thin material softly, rubbing softly on her covered pussy. She pressed down on where her clit was, and she dragged the material upward, pulling the material tighter, making it highlight her lips through the material. She held her fingers there, ensuring that Brent’s eyes were fixed on her now very distinct shapely outlined pussy.

“Well, what do you think then? Does that look tasty enough to gorge on?” she enquired huskily, ‘just do something, please Brent, my whole body is aching for you to make a move.’ she thought as she willed him to touch her.

Brent removed his hands from her breasts, slowly lifted them off and reached over to a section of the towel and cleaned his hands, getting the sun cream off before making his move. Slowly he placed a hand on her stomach, over hers, then with his other hand he slowly placed his palm over her cloth covered pussy, curling his fingers over and down, covering her sex with his fingers.

Gasping, Angie bucked slightly, then slid her hand out from underneath Brents and placed both her hands behind her head. Smiling now, she was breathing a little faster again, not quite panting yet, but so very near.

His fingers moved slowly, playing on the outer material of the bikini bottom with his middle finger slowly pushing down, tensing against her lips and he could feel a slight flexing of her muscles.

“Enjoying this?” he asked gruffly, “because I want to go further, I want to explore what is under that,” he nodded down at her pussy, licked his lips and grinned evilly. “I am going to have to take that off and make sure that you taste as good as you feel.” With that, he lifted his hand off and moved it to pluck at the edge of the bikini, near her belly button. Hesitating a moment, he laid his hand flat and slid his hand underneath the soft material. Inching his fingers down slowly, he made his fingertips drum lightly on her belly as he proceeded toward her waiting pussy.

“God, but that feels good… please… please… just, Oh Fuck! I am so wet right now. Fuck! Feel with your other hand, I want you to feel how wet I am through the bikini,” Angie panted, her chest rising and falling. as she spread herself even wider.

“I prefer to just go the way I am right now Angie, I will get to your pussy, just be patient. Trust me, I will be gentle… for now,” Brent said gruffly, his fingertips rubbing closer to her opening. The other hand he placed back on her breast, capturing the whole of it and squeezing gently, watching her body tense again.

“Yes, that’s it baby, I want more of that aching desire, I want you to put my hand EXACTLY where you need it right now. Your hungry little pussy is demanding it right now, I can sense it,” he growled softly, “so you better just show me exactly, otherwise your little body will have to wait some more. I plan on thoroughly enjoying this and so far you have not disappointed one little bit. Now, take my fingers, use them for yourself, they are yours to do with what you want.”

Angie groaned and squirmed, wriggling her ass and trying to get his fingers moved closer to her pussy. Brent was not having it though and squeezed her breast a little harder, pinching the nipple slightly with his fingers.

“No Angie, you are being very naughty right now, you are misbehaving and if you continue, you will be punished!” Brent said with a darker tone, “Now behave and get your pretty little hands down there and show me! Then maybe later, I can punish you, if you think you deserve that.”

“Damn, Fuck but you are a hard taskmaster. Oh God your hand on my tit… Ah but that is nice! you are making my nipple hurt! I like that baby; very well, let me show you where my needy pussy is begging for your touch,” Angie replied as she moved her right hand down to where his lay on her stomach. She grasped his much larger hand tightly, as tightly as she could, and began moving it down, then paused and asked him hesitantly, “take off the bikini bottom, just pull it off all the way. That way I can open myself for you to explore.”

Brent used his free hand, and took hold of it and pulled slowly down, waiting for Angie to raise her ass off the ground a little, to make it easier for the cloth to slip off easily. Taking his time, he moved one side down a little, then the other side, gradually revealing her naked pussy to him. Seeing her lips swollen and glistening, he stopped with pulling off her bikini bottom and placed his fingertip on some of the juice he could see. Slowly and carefully, he dragged his finger up along her cleft and touched her clit very lightly, then lifted the finger up, trailing some of her cum and slowly lifted it up toward his mouth. Sucking the finger into his mouth while maintaining eye contact with Angie, was what he wanted, to see her whimper with need.

“Oh God, please just hurry up now, Fuck but I want your face right there, right now,” she said gruffly, her chest rising and falling as if she was in a marathon.

“Hey… baby, I’ll get there, you need to show.me first, remember?” he prompted by squeezing her breast again and also with the other hand she held.

“Fuck!” she replied and moved her hand down again, this time not waiting for him to finish removing her bikini. She pressed his fingers down into the cleft between her legs, then tried to spread them but was hampered by the bikini bottoms.

“Take…those… off… right… now…,” she panted as she tried to press him harder into her pussy. “Gaddammit, Brent, I want your fingers inside me right now! Please!” she harangued him, then pleaded, lust darkening her eyes as she half closed them.

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