"suits them" - part two
This "story" is something I thought about quite some time. I really love swimsuits and would love to watch the following scene in real live, on video or at least on pics. Its so sad this is not more widely a fetish. Enyjoy.
its two ladies in swimsuit / workout tight. they are in a hotelroom, alone. redhead (josie) and brunette (sam). by first look, sam is at most a few years older but seems to be more versed in sinful affairs. Josie changed into the swimsuit on the toilet, while Sam casually confessed she loves those. surprisingly, Sam also changed into one.
Focussed deeply on Josies eyes, Sam approaches swiftly and stops just in front of her. Seemingly one by one fingers touch down softly on Josie's hips.
Suddenly the play is history, startling Josie into objection: "What do...". With a finger on her own lips, Sam suspends the embarassement and sentence alike and the next seconds weigh in like minutes, as both seem lost somewhere else.
Finally Josie draws a shallow breath: "I don't under..." just to be interrupted, again, by the finger and a soothing but emphatic "ssshhh". Sam's hands start to flow over Josie's swimsuit. They follow the seam of the suit. Hips. Then tushy. And while being lost in her opponent's eyes, Sam's lips touch down on Josie's, melting away any reservation left.
When the kiss is finally requited, Sam's hands are set free: They flight over Josie's sides and back, down to the ass and up to her chest. At first barely sensible, then caressing and finally grasping, the hands expand everywhere to feel the young body and the suit covering it. They feel how the stiff body gets more relaxed while their tongues mix and fondling Josie's tits they raise some fairly hard nipples, to stick out through the tight fitting cloth.
Josie only manages to grasp her counterpart's tits, when Sam already lowers her hands down to the crotch. They find their destination quickly and while the palm slowly circles over the mons, the fingers reach down below and explore the soft area beneath the suit. They drag it from left to right and far enough up to squeeze it inside and form a camel's toe.
While Josie is still not totally on par with what's happening, Sam unlocks their tongues and lips and smiles her broad, soft smile with one hand on Josie's pussy. "Sit down".
Josie has to look behind her, to remember where exactly she coould sit. Alomost unwilling to lose the contact between her legs, she obeys the whispered command and allows Sam to positions herself directly in front of her. The tits which loom before her eyes are pretty firm and more then just a handful. Botb nipples are fully erect and pinch through the shiny fabric.
Bowing forward, Sam lets her tits wander through Josies face, pressing Josie's nose deep into the strached material, letting lips and nipples touch, while she wispers: "Spread".
Exited, it takes Josie only the blink of an eye to follow the command, which was directly whispered into her ear.
Her knees depart mechanically, increasingly exposing the sweet gap between the legs. The blue suit covers her groin, shimmering only slightly because of the tiny hill there. Unerringly but slowly, her thighs spread, more and more, until they are almost straight apart.
Sam observes every motion and moves her own body forward, touching Josie's face with her bosom and her crotch with her knee, pressing it forward intentionally. Kneeing down slowly, she grazes her body through Josies face, who in turn enjoys her exposure to the fabric and body.
Kneeling fully spread herself, Sam continues her fondling, at the same time concentrating on the crotch right before her. Her fingers flow over the fabric, at times barely perceptible, at others pressing the clit underneath it.
Repeatedly, her nails drag and push through the swuimsuit, slowly deepening the little furrow, pressing the soft cloth inside. Barely audible sighs escape Josie's lips, while she massages her tits, engrossed in the sensation below.
Watching her fingers closely, Sam notices a change in the color of the suit before her and under her hand. A small spot turned darker than the rest.
She drags it out of the gap and observes it a moment smiling. Then she pushes it back in just to get it out again and after some iterations her index finger goes in halfway to the pussy. The shiny fabric has a shimmering, wet glance now and her finger is juicy wet. Sam starts to lick the dark spot.
She obviously enjoys the mellow touch of the damp suit between Josie's legs. Her tongue seeks the tight slit, slides into it with the suit and massages the tiny clit of the young woman when it emerges again, making Josie moan out loud.
Without further command, Sam manages to position both of them again, cominf to rest in a 69 position on the floor. She lies on her back and Josie kneels above her, upright with her cunt directly on Sam's mouth, pressing her labia on lips and tongue.
Sam licks the pussy above her and does her best to finger the body towering above her, while Josie finally starts to touch hers. Small hands flow all over the taut suit above her tits and down to the cusp between the legs.
its two ladies in swimsuit / workout tight. they are in a hotelroom, alone. redhead (josie) and brunette (sam). by first look, sam is at most a few years older but seems to be more versed in sinful affairs. Josie changed into the swimsuit on the toilet, while Sam casually confessed she loves those. surprisingly, Sam also changed into one.
Focussed deeply on Josies eyes, Sam approaches swiftly and stops just in front of her. Seemingly one by one fingers touch down softly on Josie's hips.
Suddenly the play is history, startling Josie into objection: "What do...". With a finger on her own lips, Sam suspends the embarassement and sentence alike and the next seconds weigh in like minutes, as both seem lost somewhere else.
Finally Josie draws a shallow breath: "I don't under..." just to be interrupted, again, by the finger and a soothing but emphatic "ssshhh". Sam's hands start to flow over Josie's swimsuit. They follow the seam of the suit. Hips. Then tushy. And while being lost in her opponent's eyes, Sam's lips touch down on Josie's, melting away any reservation left.
When the kiss is finally requited, Sam's hands are set free: They flight over Josie's sides and back, down to the ass and up to her chest. At first barely sensible, then caressing and finally grasping, the hands expand everywhere to feel the young body and the suit covering it. They feel how the stiff body gets more relaxed while their tongues mix and fondling Josie's tits they raise some fairly hard nipples, to stick out through the tight fitting cloth.
Josie only manages to grasp her counterpart's tits, when Sam already lowers her hands down to the crotch. They find their destination quickly and while the palm slowly circles over the mons, the fingers reach down below and explore the soft area beneath the suit. They drag it from left to right and far enough up to squeeze it inside and form a camel's toe.
While Josie is still not totally on par with what's happening, Sam unlocks their tongues and lips and smiles her broad, soft smile with one hand on Josie's pussy. "Sit down".
Josie has to look behind her, to remember where exactly she coould sit. Alomost unwilling to lose the contact between her legs, she obeys the whispered command and allows Sam to positions herself directly in front of her. The tits which loom before her eyes are pretty firm and more then just a handful. Botb nipples are fully erect and pinch through the shiny fabric.
Bowing forward, Sam lets her tits wander through Josies face, pressing Josie's nose deep into the strached material, letting lips and nipples touch, while she wispers: "Spread".
Exited, it takes Josie only the blink of an eye to follow the command, which was directly whispered into her ear.
Her knees depart mechanically, increasingly exposing the sweet gap between the legs. The blue suit covers her groin, shimmering only slightly because of the tiny hill there. Unerringly but slowly, her thighs spread, more and more, until they are almost straight apart.
Sam observes every motion and moves her own body forward, touching Josie's face with her bosom and her crotch with her knee, pressing it forward intentionally. Kneeing down slowly, she grazes her body through Josies face, who in turn enjoys her exposure to the fabric and body.
Kneeling fully spread herself, Sam continues her fondling, at the same time concentrating on the crotch right before her. Her fingers flow over the fabric, at times barely perceptible, at others pressing the clit underneath it.
Repeatedly, her nails drag and push through the swuimsuit, slowly deepening the little furrow, pressing the soft cloth inside. Barely audible sighs escape Josie's lips, while she massages her tits, engrossed in the sensation below.
Watching her fingers closely, Sam notices a change in the color of the suit before her and under her hand. A small spot turned darker than the rest.
She drags it out of the gap and observes it a moment smiling. Then she pushes it back in just to get it out again and after some iterations her index finger goes in halfway to the pussy. The shiny fabric has a shimmering, wet glance now and her finger is juicy wet. Sam starts to lick the dark spot.
She obviously enjoys the mellow touch of the damp suit between Josie's legs. Her tongue seeks the tight slit, slides into it with the suit and massages the tiny clit of the young woman when it emerges again, making Josie moan out loud.
Without further command, Sam manages to position both of them again, cominf to rest in a 69 position on the floor. She lies on her back and Josie kneels above her, upright with her cunt directly on Sam's mouth, pressing her labia on lips and tongue.
Sam licks the pussy above her and does her best to finger the body towering above her, while Josie finally starts to touch hers. Small hands flow all over the taut suit above her tits and down to the cusp between the legs.