Literotic asexstories – Who Says I Don't Know How To Tip! by onwardbob,onwardbob
If you’ve already read my first story then you’ve heard all about the stupid Super Bowl bet I lost. It meant Murphy, a good friend and occasional lover, was collecting a forfeit that made me his sexual fantasy come to life for an entire long weekend. And all the delightful debauchery was taking place at a luxury Palm Springs condo resort. Yup, and that meant we were enjoying our own private patio, pool, spa, and a yummy king size bed too. And in that sensual playground, somehow we’d found a few scintillating ways to while away our first morning. And, I should probably bring you, at least somewhat up to date.
Well, that first morning, I’d rolled out of bed ahead of Murphy. And naturally, I’d paused to admire the sensual curves, perky tits, sensational ass, and the wicked grin of the stunning brunet staring back at me out of the closets mirrored doors. Hey, I say if you’ve got it, flaunt it! Naked, and feeling deliciously naughty, I’d headed off for a swim, and that’s where Murphy caught up with me. And, out there by the pool, is right where he collected an early morning blow-job. Gee, and after he’d finished pumping what seemed like about a river of cum down my throat, he’d left me to my own devises, while he went in to order breakfast.
Poor Murphy, he’d just decided to stop playing voyeur, interrupting me right before my very busy fingers could tear another orgasm loose from between my thighs. He’d swept me up, tossed me on to the big bed, and that’s when Edgar, the Way cute guy from room service had shown up with breakfast. Out on the patio, I’d been utterly shameless; flirting outrageously, flaunting my body, and even brazenly showing off by giving Murphy a sizzling blow-job right in front of a wide eyed Edgar. And before he left, he’d been an absolute darling, flirting right back, and absolutely eating up my wicked play. Un-huh, and he wasn’t the only one looking forward to his return!
Believe me, you’ll be hearing all about that return visit!, But before then, I’d tried to work on my tan. Only Murphy kept interrupting; either trying hard to fuck my brains out, or else by using his marvelously wicked tongue to rip ecstatic screams of orgasmic delight out of me. But that was before I ended up bent over grabbing my ankles, while he splashed hot cum all over my ass. And then, would you believe it; the sweetheart spanked my cum drenched ass! Anyway, we eventually got back to work on soaking up more of that delicious desert sunshine, and on downing a few cold Coronas too. Oops, there was still plenty of that delicious Palm Springs sunshine; but horrors, we were out of beer. So, darling Murphy was inside calling room service; and that’s where we’ll pick up the story.
Un-oh, I’d thought, here comes Murphy! Seriously, watching him cross the patio in that silly exaggerated swagger of his made me real nervous. And, oh no, I could see from his smug little grin, that this girl was in for it! So, settling on to a recliner, he aimed a truly lecherous grin my way. Wagging a beckoning finger, he asked “Hey baby girl, remember that bet you lost?” I decided against just ignoring him, climbed out of the pool, and stood there, head bowed, and pretending to be an obedient little loser. “Perfect” he says, ” Want to hear my idea for a little fun and games?” Oh golly gee, so that left me waiting, and not exactly eager to hear his idea of real fun either. Oh but I didn’t like his nasty little smirk, not at all. I liked it even less after He said “Well now, its time for your first real forfeit. I’ll leave it kind of loose, and trust your nasty mind to improvise.” Well, for sure that last comment got my hands planted on my hips. Of course, he just ignored that and my threatening scowl too. And then, he told me “Edgar’s on his way with our beer, and this is what I want you to do!” He actually had the nerve to laugh while he added “You can start by slipping back out of that thong, you’re going to be bare ass naked and in the pool when our buddy gets here. Hey, and then, you’re going to get out and really work it; you know, absolutely flaunt that awesomely sexy body of yours.” Oh sure, there was probably more coming; but, at least the silly shit shut up long enough to dodge the towel I threw at him.
Hands back on my hips, and in a wickedly sarcastic tone that was anything but submissive, I told him just what I thought. “That’s quite enough lover,” I insisted; adding a nastily purred “I can, most definitely take it from there! And lover, if you’re thinking of turning me loose, you really should be careful! Gosh, you never know what sorts of nasty trouble I might decide to start!”
Sure, and speaking of getting started, I figured, might as well start with Murphy. Hips doing a slow sensual swing, I did a provocative strut over to the foot of Murphy’s recliner. Pausing for dramatic effect, I very slowly pushed my thong down. Perfect, a kick landed them on Murphy’s chest. Mr. Cool picked them up and oh so casually, dropped them to the deck. “OK buddy boy”, I teased in a voice with just a hint of menace in it. “You haven’t said anything about my absolutely bare pussy. Today is the first time I’ve shown it off since I got myself lasered. So, do you like it?” You bet; his face splitting grin, and a snorted chuckle, were answer enough for moi.
Eyes positively smoldering, Murphy held mine; well they did, right up until I slid one hand off a saucily jutted hip. And then, they followed the fingers I trailed sensuously across my belly, watching me work them steadily lower, while I huskily purred “Oh yeah lover, you just watch me!” I pushed those probing fingers between my parted thighs, and taunted him with a snickered “Oh it’s so hot…ooh, and velvety soft …oh yes…it’s just so wet, and deliciously slippery too!” Well by then, those fingers were twisting their way deep in to that seriously wet, and practically molten vagina. So, of course, I just had to ask “So lover, this morning, when you watched me doing myself, did you like it when I licked my pussy’s juices off my fingers? Un-huh, well I sure did!” Slowly I slid those fingers out, held them up, drenched and glistening; and then, just as nastily as I could, I licked every drop of my tasty juices off them. Gosh, and selfish old me, I never even offered to share. I took seconds; and, all the poor guy seemed able to do, was shake his head.
Finally, with a shake of his head, Murphy blurted out “Hell yes, of course I noticed! Every time I look at you, or even think of it, I get hard. Girl, I’m going to get a real kick out of watching lucky Edgar’s reaction! When he gets his first good look; wow, his eyes are going to pop! OK baby, now show it off for me!”
Pivoting on one foot, I turned my back to him, spread my legs wide, and bent over. Looking back up at him from between my legs I smiled, and teased “Take a good look buddy, before Edgar has his eyes all over it. Fuck lover that is really going to get me hot.” Standing up, I spun to face him. And, oh boy, did I ever love swatting his reaching hands away!
! And, I kept right on knocking them away too, while I bent and brushed a fiery kiss across his lips. Laughing, I sauntered over to the pool, and posed there, letting the sunlight shimmer off my bodies oiled curves. My dive sent cool water streaming between my thighs, sending a shivering thrill rippling through me. Sure, I’d loved my little performance, but, I was thinking; now, bring on Edgar! Yeah, let the games begin!
Oh sure, how about we just blame it on the sun glaring off the pool water. Whatever, Edgar showed up alright; only gosh, he didn’t see the naked wench lounging on her raft in the middle of that pool. Hey, now that certainly wasn’t part of the plan. So, I called out asking “Hey Edgar, how about twisting one open for me?” He turned; and you bet, he most definitely noticed me then! Surprise, he didn’t even drop the bottle. Should I have been insulted? Pretending to be unaware of his wide eyed stare, I slowly made my way over to the pool’s stairs. Smiling shyly, yeah right, I caught and held his hungry eyes while I climbed out of the pool. Excitement growing with every seductive step, I did a slow strut that left me standing right in front of him. And then, it was time to trade in that pretence of a shy smile for one full of genuinely wicked promise. And, would you believe, nobody bothered to offer a dripping wet girl a towel? So what was a nasty minded vamp like me supposed to do? Well, how about if just as suggestively as I could, I ran my hands sensuously over my tits, down my body, slowly around my hips and across my ass, and finally on down my legs. Poor Edgar, he just couldn’t seem to tear his eyes off my so prettily displayed ass! Right then, yeah you bet I loved being naked; un-huh, and it was real fun seeing Edgar’s open mouthed stare too. The cute little guy’s eyes were so delightfully busy bouncing up and down my naked body, I figured if I wanted a drink I’d just better go ahead and pull the bottle out of his hand.
I gave Murphy a quick glance; yeah and he was just sitting there, and grinning like a fool. OK, he’s sweet; and when Edgar looked to him for a clue, he honestly tried to reassure the poor guy. With a friendly wave he told him “Its cool buddy, enjoy!” So, while their eyes feasted on little old me, I twisted the cap off my Corona, and took a big swallow. And then, chuckling I stepped in and gave Edgar a soft lingering kiss full on the mouth. What fun, I left him standing there looking stunned, and did a hip swinging strut over to my recliner. I swear my bare ass burned from the heat blazing from the eyes, I just knew he had riveted on it. Another long pull on my Corona, and another grin at Murphy, and it was time to arrange my towel.
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