Siobahn and I had been keeping our distance as of late. The virus had really put a crimp into our trysts. Neither of us had undergone any testing and had only been able to greet one another as she went on her daily power walk by my house. We had surreptitiously texted each other frequently, deciding that our desires needed to be addressed. The problem was how to do it. Everyone was staying close to home, so finding the time to engage in eroticism was going to be a challenge. My wife usually hikes with a group on Thursdays and grocery shops for her mother. Those are the only times I have to myself. We needed to figure out a way to make one of those times work.
It was an unusually warm day for November, bright and sunny. The foliage season had passed, leaves were in abundance, and needed to be removed. I was removing mine when I looked up and Siobahn was standing at the edge of my lawn. The sight of her in gray yoga pants and a form-fitting shirt with protruding nipples made it easy to stop raking. She asked me if I could find time to do some fall cleanup at her house. I explained the situation, and if Thursday dawned bright and sunny I could fit it in. She told me that she had been tested and the results were negative. I told her I would do the same. There was a testing site at a local hospital, so I went through the process, and a day later I was good to go.
Thursday couldn't come fast enough. The hike my wife was taking was a long one which would include lunch out with her group. The window of opportunity would be from 8:30 AM until about 2:30 PM. I was up early, puttering around until my wife left for her hike. After about 15 minutes, I walked over to Siobahn's. As she opened the door, what stood before me made it difficult to think of raking leaves. Siobahn was wearing a tank top with a low scoop like neck that accentuated her breasts, and tight exercise pants. Her long hair cascading over her shoulders. She pulled me inside, held me to her, and proceeded to plant a long sensuous kiss. The last thing I wanted to do was rake leaves as she could tell as she reached down and stroked my hardening cock. After some catching up for our lost time, I told her that we had to get some work done outside. We both reluctantly agreed and repaired to her back yard.
It was another warm day and the sight of her in her form-fitting clothes, protruding nipples, and just a hint of camel toe, were making it almost impossible for me to concentrate on the task at hand. After about an hour Siobahn had managed to accumulate a large pile of leaves and gestured that she needed a break. With that, she fell into the pile. I walked over to help her up, but as I reached down she pulled me down on top of her. Being a bit wary of the surroundings, I was a bit hesitant. It didn't seem to bother her though.
"I've been waiting for this for months," she whispered. So instantaneous and urgent was that tongue. Plunged like some writhing sea-shape into my now gaping mouth. It wiggled, it pulsated and made contortive sweeps of my mouth’s vault. I lolled helplessly with my eyes clenched shut, in a trance of tongue.
She began to nibble at my ears which she knew was a deep erogenous zone. I was as hard as a rock in seconds. Her nipples were rock hard under her shirt and I could feel them against my chest as we continued to kiss in the leaf pile. She began to rub my erection over my jeans, as I too began to probe her camel toe over her pants. Both our breathing became heavy. Her nipples, straining against her shirt were too tempting to ignore. I softly bit them through the material and slowly, ever so softly twisted them as well. This had a profound effect on Siobahn and she began to softly moan.
I mistakenly thought she was in a euphoric state and began to pull up her shirt. She pushed my hand back down and continued to minister to my rock hard member over my pants. I reached down to give it some fresh air, but she prevented me from doing so. It felt like a first time adolescent sexual exploration. A kissy-kissy-touchy- feely experience. I was frustrated, but her approach was apparently having its desired effect. She wanted me as aroused as possible which, for all intents and purposes, I was. She was as well, evidenced by the wet area between her legs.
As she was somewhat buried in the leaves, Siobahn had gotten somewhat dirty and covered with leaf residue. She told me that she was going into the house to shower, and in the meantime would I mind just finishing up the area we were working on. I figured it was a good way to get back under control, yet I so wanted to continue our foreplay.
"I'll call you in for lunch when I'm done," she told me and proceeded into the house.
I can tell you that it took every bit of testicular fortitude to finish that job. After about 45 minutes or so, I heard her voice. I looked up to see her standing on the deck dressed only in a button-down dress shirt that reached to mid-thigh. the first few buttons were undone giving a hint of tantalizing cleavage.
Siobahn wagged her finger at me, beckoning me to come in. I made my way toward the door. As I did so, she grabbed my arm and pulled me inside.
"Lunch will just have to wait," she said, and once again we indulged in a dance of the tongues. I was instantly erect, as she stood back and slowly, seductively unbuttoned that shirt to reveal her amazing naked form. The shirt dropped to the floor, and she knelt before me. Siobahn deftly removed my pants to free my now raging hard-on.
She is not a big fan of cock sucking but did trace the underside of my cock with her tongue, pulling off some precum when she reached the tip. I wasn't going to last too long if she continued so I pulled her to me and guided her to her sofa. I laid her down gently and as I kissed her I slowly, deliberately kissed her neck and continued to each breast which now had rock hard nipples. I spent a lot of time kissing and nibbling those jewels. She was enjoying it as she was arching her back up off the sofa and holding my head firmly on her gorgeous, perky tits. Siobahn knows I adore her breasts which are a sensitive erogenous zone for her as well. As she softly moaned I made my way down past her navel to the junction of her thighs. As my tongue traced the heart of her femininity, her breathing became a bit ragged and I sensed she was reaching her point of no return. I wanted this to last so I slowed the pace a bit.
At first, she was having none of that and held my head firmly over her engorged clit. I reached up and began gently twisting her nipples and she released her hold. I went back to kissing and sucking her nipples and massaging her breasts while she, in turn, reached down and started stroking my shaft. Now it was my turn to take her hand away and slow her down. I too did not want this to end.
Once again my tongue traced its way down to her essence and I decided to concentrate on her now very engorged nub. I licked, kissed, and sucked on it and as I did so she was now squeezing her breasts and nipples almost appearing oblivious to her surroundings. Her legs began to shake and lock around my torso. I could feel her muscles contracting as I continued to suck on her ruby red clit. Her moans were soft and guttural. Suddenly she reached down, grabbed both sides of my head, and pushed it into the mouth of her arousal. I could feel her clitoris pulse against my tongue as she kept whispering loudly not to stop. Finally, she fell back onto the sofa as her legs were involuntarily shaking and she appeared to have a serene look of satisfaction as she softly caressed herself. I even noticed a trace of tears streaming down her cheeks.
Never once in all of this did I lose my erection and was as hard if not harder than when we began. Her orgasm was so intense, and she looked so satisfied that I didn't need any reciprocation.
I snuggled up next to her on the sofa, she looked deeply into my eyes and kissed me ever so gently. No words were exchanged except her urging me to straddle her. I got up on my knees and she took my rigid appendage and began to rub her breasts and nipples with it. Focusing on her nipples she rubbed the tip over and around each nipple for what seemed a blissful eternity. She then held her nipple between her fingers and rubbed it up and down my frenulum, I knew I couldn't hold out much longer but she refused to stop until my legs stiffened, and I shot stream after stream onto her breasts and nipples.
We were both spent after that and neither wanted to get up from the sofa, but unfortunately, we knew we had to.
No long conversation followed, just getting things back in order so that I could get back home.
"We'll need to do this again soon, she whispered as we parted.
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