Long time lurker, first time poster. Sorry this is long. This is my first time trying to writing up this kind of story from my past so any feedback for improving my writing is appreciated.
Spring was in full swing in our neighborhood. The weather was warm enough to spend lots of time outside while not being so hot as to make you sweat. My girlfriend and I lived in a small house on a cul-de-sac where most of the neighbors were within five years, plus or minus, of our age, mid thirties. All the neighbors were friendly and we had a habit of firing up the grill in the front yard and hanging out til all hours drinking. This is the story of one beautiful spring evenings hang out session gone a bit wild.
Lace was my favorite neighbor, she was a couple years older than me but super cute. Lace was around 5’ 2” with dark hair in a pixie cut. She was short and skinny with a nice trim ass and small perky tits, I’m guessing low b-cup. I thought she was sexy ever since we met but I quickly became friends with her then boyfriend and stopped thinking of her in that way. Lace and my friend stopped dating a while before this story and she was with someone else.
I am around 5’ 10” tall, with a shaved head and an average build. I work out but don’t watch my diet closely enough so I have muscles but I’m not ripped.
On the evening in question, my girlfriend had driven north to Chicago for the weekend to spend some time with family. I was alone for the weekend and Lace’s SO was also out of the picture. The neighbors and I grilled some steaks and burgers throughout the evening and drank some margeritas that I made with some great tequila, forget the brand. As the spring evening wound down a chill came and the few of us that were left hanging out went into Lace’s house to have another drink. The evening wound down and everyone left Lace and I hanging out in her place, no big deal since we had been platonic friends since before we both met our current partners.
So, everyone was gone except for Lace and I, sitting next to each other, smoking one last cigarette and finishing our drinks. Somehow my hand ended up on her knee just after we both ground out our smokes. The world went still for a minute or two and we both just looked at each other. Then we slowly leaned into each other until our lips met in a slow sensual kiss, and the world exploded and we made out like crazy people. We touched each other everywhere through our clothes and continued kissing as if all the oxygen we could get came from the others mouth. Memories fade a bit.
The next recollection I have is laying Lace down on her couch and pulling her jeans and panties off, I have no idea what color they were as I was focused on what was underneath. Once I saw her cleanly shaven pussy I started right towards it but changed course and slowly kissed up and down each inner thigh, just lightly grazing her lips as I passed by. When I finally tasted her I was ravenous and Lace didn’t dissapoint.
Stories in this sub often describe a specific woman’s vagina as tasting like candy, some complain about the choice of words, but I believe I get the point. Lace tasted like candy, not candy as in an actual sugary treat but as a delicious treat that one doesn’t find every day. She was not sweet, but the taste was the perfect blend of musk, sweat and sex for me and I could not get enough.
I kissed her labia gently but forcefully for a few minutes, occasionally dipping the very tip of my tongue a bit deeper to taste her. Lace was thrusting her hips at me letting me know where she wanted my tongue, but I denied her and avoided her clit for a while, just enjoying the rest of her. I reached up and cupped her left breast with my hand and began to tease her nipple with my thumb and fingers, she moaned deeply and I finally lapped my tongue softly over her clit.
Lace bucked her hips and I settled in to alternatly suck on then lick her clit. Her moans let me know she was getting close so I found the pattern which made her the most vocal and doubled down on that one. A short while later her thighs clamped down on my head, she bucked her hips and came, yelling “oh yes!” I moved my mouth away from her clit and lightly brushed the inside of her thighs for a while as she settled back down. After she calmed down a bit I went through the process again and brought Lace to a second orgasm, accompanied by a scream of pleasure on her part.
We took a slight break to kiss again, cuddling together on the couch. Then Lace got up and removed her blouse and bra. When I finally saw all of her I was stunned, Lace’s body was so sexy. Still fully clothed, I stood up and embraced her, drawing her tight against me then kissing her again. After a minute my mouth was drawn to go down again, I kissed my way down her neck and over her breasts, pausing to tease each nipple with gentle licks and nips with my teeth. Lace shivered and told me to keep teasing her nipples, after a bit I layed her back down and went back to her delicious pussy.
After another, number three, orgasm from my tongue Lace decided it was time to return the favor. She removed my clothes, sat me on the couch and kissed me while playing with my cock and balls with her hands. Then she slowly knelt down and kissed the head and then engulfed me in her warm mouth. She played with my balls and began to give me the most sensual blowjob. Lace had true skills, every move of her lips and tongue was incredible but I had consumed too much tequila and couldn’t get fully hard.
My dick is 6.5 inches long on a good day with decent girth, however this was not a good day and I probably didn’t get much over 5. I wish I had known to use the two finger come-hither trick while licking her clit back then, as now I know that a woman’s reaction to that trick gets me hard as a rock no matter what. Sadly, I was never able to get fully hard and knew I was never going to cum. After twenty minutes of the best blowjob that never made me cum, I pulled Lace’s mouth off my dick. We chatted for a while and I decided it was time to head out.
Lace gave me a hug at the door, and the feeling of enfolding her in my arms brought my desire to please her back with a vengeance. I kissed her again, we made out against her door, then I knelt in front of her and tasted her again. Back to the couch, I brought her to orgasm twice more with my tongue and was done. We cuddled a bit, we both wanted me to sleep with her in her bed, knowing that the sleep and lower blood alcohol level would enable me to get it up in the morning. Discretion is the better part of valor though, and the prospect of the neighbors seeing me leave her place in the morning gave us both pause so I went home. We texted a bit and both fell asleep in our own beds.
This story is one of my favorite memories, even though I never got off. Lace and I are still friends, though we have moved from the neighborhood and rarely get the chance to see each other. We both felt bad afterwards and so we never had a repeat performance, though I know if either of us had waivered even a little bit we both would have fallen and I would have another story to tell.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/epv4ze/mf_getting_a_taste_after_the_cookout_long