Interruptus4

"Call me, if you need anything, Deborah," said Linda. The drape swung closed as she left.

"Wow!" I thought. I looked at the rack of clothes and started stripping. I pulled the loungewear off the rack first. The camisole fit perfectly, the satin felt really sensual against my skin. I looked at myself in the mirrors. Standing there bottomless and in that room, I felt very wicked. I smiled and rubbed my nipples through the top. This was yummy! I grabbed the bottoms and pulled them on. That's when I noticed the satin was so sheer that you could see light though it. I walked closer to the mirror and turned around to see how they fit my butt. "Perfect!" I thought, "My butt never looked better." I put my hand inside. I could see the lighter skin of my palm through the cloth.

The drape opened and Annette poked her head in looking around. "Oh my God," she whispered, "You look like a Siren ready to lure sailors to their deaths." I turned around, one hand on hip, one in the air.

"Really? You wouldn't just be saying that, would you?" I teased. Annette giggled and came inside. Now it was my turn to gawk. She had on the sheerest little chemise made of a brocade green silk with a matching thong panty that lay high over her hips. She walked around me posing in front of the mirror. She looked hot and she knew it.

I closed my mouth and said, "If you don't buy it, I'm buying it for you." Annette spun around smiling at me.

"You really like it, huh?" she asked. She was a goddess. Her long nipples pushed the silk out from her breasts. Her blonde hair matched the milky green color beautifully. Her blue eyes looked into my soul.

"You're Titania, Queen of the Nymphs," I said. I sat down, almost tripping over the sofa; backing up to look at her. My breasts bounced against the satin covering them.

She walked slowly toward me. I watched at her as she first pulled her long nipples through her top, then pulled the straps of the thong a little higher on her hips. "What is it you like most about this outfit?" she said, "The way you can see my nipples through the top or the way the panties hug me so that you can see my slit? Which is the sexier for you, Debbie?"

I shook my head looking at her taking a deep breath. She reached down with one hand and brushed my pussy through my pants. Little tingles of delight ran up and down my arms and back. My nipples hardened into little knots. She ran her hand slowly along the satin to my breasts, brushing my nipples.

"You got me really hot in the car earlier," she cooed, "I think now is a perfect time to continue, don't you?" She put one hand on the couch and bent down kissing me. My back stiffened and I thrust my chest out to meet with hers. Waves of pleasure flowed down my shoulders to my pussy. She ran a hand down my leg. I spread my thighs for her, still exploring her lucious mouth with my tongue. Her fingers touched my pussy and pressed in firmly.

I broke the kiss and bowed my head, closing my eyes, moaning.

"Oh, you're so ready. Aren't you, Debbie?" asked Annette as she continued to rub my pussy. I arched my hips into the palm of her hand.

"Yes, I want to come," I breathed.

Annette knelt down next to the sofa and said, "Lay back and show me those beautiful tits of yours."

I pulled the camisole up over my boobs and laid back on the sofa, my head propped up against the back. I put my hands on my breasts and squeezed gently. They felt warm...hot and full. Even the light pressure sent shivers down my sides. I pushed them up and together, pinching my nipples.

Annette chuckled lowly.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We're going to have to buy these outfits now," she said, "Your bottom is soaked through and I know I'm soaking these panties." I smiled at her and then stiffened as she licked my belly with just the wet tip of her tongue.

"Oh yeah," I said breathlessly with a moan. I flinched when she licked me again.

"Poor little baby, you need a good cum, don't you?" teased Annette. I rolled my nipples looking at her over my chest. Her nails reached inside the elastic waist of the bottoms at my hips and started tugging gently. I lifted my butt off the sofa and the pants slid past my hips to my knees. Annette put her lips to my little tuft above my pussy and kissed me lightly, her breasts brushed my thigh. My crotch bumped her nose as she sat up.

"Don't' be too eager, a good one takes time," Annette smiled. She slipped a finger into me. I sucked my breath in quickly and bore down on the digit. I squeezed my boobs and moaned. Annette opened my outer lips with her other hand and blew lightly across my pussy. I bucked, trying to reach her mouth. I felt her body slip around my knee and between my legs. She pulled her finger out of me and pushed against my thighs with both hands. I raised my other foot up on the couch. I looked down at her. Her laughing blue eyes bore into mine through her tousled blonde hair. Her hands brushed lightly over the curve of my buttocks below my thighs.

"I love you, Debbie," she whispered looking down at my crotch, "At least, I love making love with you."

Annette lowered her head to me. I closed my eyes. I could feel her hot breath on my lips. I tried not to move, waiting for her. I stretched my thighs open as wide as possible, then I felt it. A little wet lick lightly along the outside of my lips, so slow, so sensual. Her hot breath still bathed me. Then a longer lick starting low on my lips and moving up steadily penetrating. By the time the tip of her tongue reached my clit, I couldn't help but push against her mouth.

I was surprised by the two fingers she sank into me. I bit my finger trying not to scream too loud. She pulled back the hood of my clit gently and stuck her tongue in over it. It felt like liquid heat poured over my clit. Then she started twirling her tongue around it in gentle circles. My breathing increased to panting. My mind could think of nothing but cumming soon. I moaned out loud. "Too loud?" I thought. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. I could see the chair with my clothes on it, the rack of lingerie yet to be tried on and the mirrors across from us. I looked in the mirror. I could see me lying on my back squeezing my breasts; my legs splayed open and beautiful Annette's head slowly moving between my legs.

I jumped when I saw Linda. "Oh!" I shouted.

Annette held me firmly land sucked my clit into her lips. Waves of pleasure ran up my body. I started rocking my hips to keep contact with Annette's mouth. A twinkling of unconsciousness played at the edge of my vision.

In the reflection, Linda was standing framed by the draped doorway, her eyes locked to Annette's head between my legs. Her left hand gripped a handful of curtain above her and her right hand was under her skirt buried deep in her panties. She was masturbating, watching us.

I couldn't stop myself. I started cumming. I covered my mouth, but my moans of ecstasy escaped. I bounced my butt off the couch driving my pussy against Annette's face. Her mouth was fastened to my clit, licking and licking in quick little strokes. Her two fingers buried deep inside.

A wave of tingling heat traveled through my body as I came again against Annette's tongue. Pleasure broke over me. I shook against the couch, vibrating, closing my eyes and trying to steady my breath. I still pinched my nipples forcing little bolts of electricity to flow down into my hips. Annette paused for a moment. I looked up. She smiled at me. I watched as her tongue stretched down and licked my clit again. I closed my eyes and stiffened, like an electric shock. I forced my breath out, trying to steady my breathing. Annette licked me slowly, pulled her fingers out of my pussy and rubbed my softly. I panted, licked my lips and panted some more.

Annette slid between my thighs. I could feel her hand caressing my belly, her body sliding along mine upward towards my face. Her lips met mine and kissed me deeply. I had to break; I couldn't catch my breath yet. I hugged her to me.

"Oh my God," I gasped, "That was incredible, Annette." I kissed her face. She held me. Her little boobs nestled against the tops of my larger ones. I put a leg down and rolled her over beside me. She giggled.

"You like? You buy?" she teased.

I kissed her again. "Yes, I love...I love it a lot," I purred into her ear. I remembered Linda.

I pushed up and looked at the door. The drape was closed.

"What is it?" said Annette. I looked at her and looked at the door.

"What is it? D-did someone come in?" she said excitedly.

"Sh, sh, sh...," I hushed her, then brushed her face lightly, "Linda was watching us."

"What?!" said Annette sitting up suddenly. I chuckled at her.

"It's okay, don't worry," I said, "I think she really enjoyed it."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"She was masturbating, watching us. Watching you between my legs. Watching me cum on your mouth," I told her.

"You saw her?" said Annette.

"In the mirror," I laughed, "From what I saw, she liked it a lot."

Her pensive look softened. Annette laughed and raised her eyebrows, "Maybe we can get a discount!"

I giggled, then looked at the door, wondering.

Annette smiled down at me.

"What's playing in the devious mind of yours?" I said.

She bent down and kissed my breasts. Her lips closed around a nipple, sucking it inside. I pushed my thighs together at the sensation. With her eyes closed, she swathed her tongue across the nipple, then sat back on one elbow, caressing my breasts.

"'Still love your tits, Deb," she said squeezing my left, "They're what I've always wanted."

"And now you have them," I said. I ran my hand lightly across her hair, pushing a stray strand behind her ear. She looked around the room.

"You haven't got a swim suit from here yet, have you?" she asked.

"No. I brought one with me," I answered.

Annette stood up and straightened her clothes. Her mouth was still shiny with my juices. "Wait...wait right here. I saw something perfect," said Annette. She turned towards the exit.

"Annette," I called, "Your mouth." She stopped with a hand to her face. She felt the wetness.

"Oh...oh," she laughed, "Now that would've been funny." She grabbed a corner of the drapery, wiped her face and ran out.

I sat up, pulled my top down and touched my pussy. I was soaked. I looked around and picked up my panties to clean up. The sofa was wet as well. "Good thing it's dark-colored," I thought. I pulled my bottoms on, admiring the outfit in the mirror again. I looked great in it and felt even better. My hair was pushed up in the back. I got my brush out of my beach bag and did what I could to fix it.

Annette ran back in with two suits in her hands. "Here, with your figure, you'll look so hot in these. Try this one on first," she said. She handed me a triangle top bikini. The triangles were really small!

"I won't stay in this. I'll pop out," I said holding it up to me.

"Just try it on. C'mon, for me. Okay?" she pleaded.

I nodded. I pulled my clothes off and gave them to Annette. She folded them and put them on the sofa. I slid the bottoms on. They felt good. I turned around to check my butt. They were cut just like I like them, a little cheeky, but not too much. I picked up the top and just rolled my eyes. I tied it and turned it around. The cups might cover my nipples. I pulled them along the string adjusting them and pulled the top string behind my neck. "No way," I thought.

"Here, let me," said Annette jumping behind me to tie the top string. "Wait a sec," she said and pulled the cups out a little wider and tied the top string tighter. My boobs bulged considerably almost touching in the middle. My nipples were just barely concealed. Annette took a step back and looked at me.

"Turn around, " she said.

I turned, modeling it for her. I stopped and tried to get my nipples to pop out, but they wouldn't unless I did a really ridiculous shimmy. Annette was smiling. She came up behind me and put her arms around me cupping my breasts.

"Your body is so sexy in this," said Annette grinning, "I want to fuck you right now."

I grabbed her hips behind me and rubbed my ass into her crotch.

"Sexy wench!" she whispered, "Quick! Try on the other one."

"But I thought you liked this one?" I asked, still posing.

"Just put on the other one and let's decide then," she said handing it to me.

She untied the top and pulled it away from me. I handed her the bottoms. She put it with the folded loungewear.

The other suit had a more conservative bottom, but the top was a tube with built-in pads for the miracle-bra effect. It took me a bit of repositioning my boobs, but when I was done the effect was spectacular. I had a shelf of flesh sticking straight out in front of me. I turned sideways.

"My God, I'm defying gravity!" I chuckled, bouncing up and down.

Annette smiled and walked up beside me brushing her hands lightly over my now pronounced cleavage. "You're so sexy in this. I can't decide," she said.

I closed my eyes as she kept brushing me. My nipples hardened under the top.

"Everything going okay in there?" Linda said, just outside the door. Annette jerked her hand away. I turned to Annette smiling and raised my eyebrows. Annette looked at the door, then back at me and raised a finger. I furrowed my brow asking the silent question.

"We need some help deciding something," yelled Annette, "Can you come in?"

My eyes widened in disbelief.

"Uh, sure, no problem," said Linda. She pulled aside the drape and entered. I looked up and smiled. Linda's eyes traveled down my body, pausing at my tits.

"That suit was made for you," she said admiringly. Annette twirled her finger motioning me to turn around. I moved slowly, watching Linda. As my butt faced her, she stared hard and licked her lips.

"It's...um, very attractive. It makes you look statuesque," she said smiling.

"Thank you," I said.

"But you must see the other one," said Annette. Annette picked up the other suit and held it out it to me.

"Let me know when you're ready," said Linda turning for the exit.

"No, it's okay. I don't mind," I said. Facing her, I reached behind me and released the top. I watched Linda carefully as my breasts spilled out. Her eyes flickered to my boobs, then back to my face. I smiled and dropped the bottoms. I stood naked before her as Annette handed the other bottoms to me. I pulled them on and positioned the ties just above my hips.

"Just a moment," Linda said. She bent over and pulled the straps a little farther forward on my hips. The front cupped my mound a little more fully following the lines of my legs. Linda's face was inches from my nipples, which stood out tightly begging for her lips.

"Thank you," I said and slipped the top on. Annette adjusted the cups as before and tied it behind my head. I looked at myself in the mirror and turned to Linda. She took one step back and put her hand to her throat.

"My, my...I see what you mean," she said breathlessly, "You make both suits look better than they should."

I blushed a little at praise from such a beautiful woman. "Thank you," I said, suppressing a laugh.

"Where are you wearing the suit?" she asked, "Perhaps that makes a difference?"

"We're planning to go south and find a nice beach. You know, get some sun. Maybe a little beach combing," I said, "We don't really know of any place down there, we've just heard the beaches are nice."

Linda smiled and said, "Oh, then you must go to mi padre's."

"Mi Padres?" I said, "I haven't heard that name before..."

"Oh, no, it's my family's beach. My father has a house on a point south of here. Please, you must come," she said.

"It's a private beach?" said Annette.

"Si, it's where I'm staying this weekend. My father is out of town visiting his vineyards and I'm house-sitting for him. It's a beautiful, white-sand beach...very private. I'll give you the address," said Linda and walked out the exit.

I stared at Annette. She put a hand to her mouth to stifle laughter.

"What is it?" I said.

"I guess you really impressed her. Did you see how she was leering at your ass?" chuckled Annette.

"Oh, come on," I said, throwing my hands up.

"No really. She wants you, Debbie. That gorgeous woman wants you," she said, looking towards the drape.

I was just about to tell Annette off when Linda popped back in. She walked up to me holding out a little slip of paper with her phone number and an address. I took it.

"There's a map on the back. It's not really too difficult to find. It's the only house on the beach on the north side of the point," she said. I turned the paper over and looked. It had a line for the highway and next to it just south of Ensenada, it read ' 16570 Punto de las Sirenas.'

Annette and I finished our shopping at Linda's, spending way more money than we should have, but enjoying every second of it. Dressed now, and bags full, Linda walked us to the front of her shop.

"Bye Linda, thanks for everything. We will definitely be back," said Annette as she kissed Linda on the cheek.

I kissed Linda's cheek and she looked deep into my eyes.

"I'm sure I'll be seeing you again, soon," she said and smiled.

I returned the smile and walked to Annette who was giving me one of her "I told you so" looks.

I looked back and Linda was gone.

We walked away from the courtyard with the fountain and back into the hustle-bustle of the Boulevard. I felt great, like I'd just met an old friend.

After passing it several times, Annette found her Miata again. We put our purchases in the trunk and sped off towards the highway.

About twenty minutes later, we saw several signs for Punto de las Sirenas and finally a road leading off into some trees. We passed a couple of small fisherman's houses, about a thousand palm trees and a low row of hills to the left. When we passed the last hill, the road curved around towards the ocean.

"Oh my God!" yelled Annette. I saw it, but I couldn't believe it.

A huge three-story house was at the base of the last hill. It was a Spanish, mission-style house with red-tile roof and stucco walls. A row of arches crept along the side of the house culminating in a sweeping staircase that ran up to the second floor from the beach.

"Holy shit! You think this is really her father's house?" I yelled.

"I think that answers your question, don't you?" said Annette, pointing. A sign on the wall at the end of the drive read "16570 Puntos de las Sirenas."

We parked the car and grabbed our beach bags out of the trunk. The house had a little garden in the front of it complete with waterfall and fountains. Blue tile decorated the stucco of the house running around doorways and archways. The second floor seemed to be made of nothing but windows facing the sea. And the beach was perfect. Just like Linda had said. White sand and no one in sight, not another soul.

We ran out to the beach like a couple of kids. The ocean was amazingly blue here. A sure sign of clean, deep ocean waters.

Annette found the perfect place to pitch our towels in the sand surrounded by a little grove of coconut palms. I put on the gravity-defying swimsuit from Linda's and ran for the water. I dove into the first shorebreak that came my way. I came up and stood in the foam slinging my hair back over my head. Annette ran up beside me and dove in. She had on her suit from yesterday, a tiny, leopard-skin-print halter-top with a scooped bottom that showed off her athletic body wonderfully. We played in the shallows, catching a couple of slow turning swells bodysurfing, then ran back to our place in the trees.

Annette flopped down on the towels and immediately stripped off her suit. I sat on my knees watching, then turned to the dark windows of the house.

"It's okay, no one's here, Deb," said Annette. I hesitated. "Her father's away. She's house-sitting. It's just us," said Annette as she turned over and lay down. "Ah, what the hell," I thought and pulled my suit off. I lay down next to Annette, closing my eyes. The chill of the ocean was quickly washed away by the heat from the afternoon sun. It felt great. I gave myself to it. The warmth baked through me. My body flattened, going more and more limp. I must be related to those lizards up in the San Gabriels that crawl out on the flat rocks to sun themselves into a stupor.