Naked Portraits Pt. 13

There was a yelp and Aly's naked body went flying through the air and landed near me with a big splash. She resurfaced floating on her back. I enjoyed the way her breasts broke the surface of the water. She put her arms out wide and with a scissoring of her legs, propelled in my direction. After floating in front of me for a few intriguing seconds, she let her legs drift down to the pool floor. In the shallow end, the water line came well below her full breasts. I couldn't resist caressing her stiff nipples with the palms of my hands. She pulled me in for a kiss causing my erection to slip up between us. After the kiss, we both looked to see where Hawk was. He sat close by with his legs dangling in the water, his erection pointing at the blue Hawaiian sky.

"You two go ahead," he said.

Aly and I indulged in another kiss. I can highly recommend making out in water especially with naked Alyson Reese. After the kiss Aly said, "I want you to do me with your mouth."

"You've become a head addict," Hawk said. "We may need an intervention."

"Hi, my name is Aly and I'm addicted to cunnilingus," Aly said in a junkie's droning monotone.

Hi, Aly," I said, carrying on with the joke.

"Hi yourself," Aly said in a husky voice as her right hand closed around Mr. Big (her nickname for my penis) under water and led me to the pool's edge. "Sit," she said slapping a wet hand on the pool deck. I pulled myself out of the pool and sat on the edge with my legs dangling in the water. She dropped below the surface and drifted away a few feet. Underwater, she propelled herself toward me, her ripply form drifted slowly my way. Her head broke the surface between my legs. With her long blond hair slicked back, she smiled sweetly as both her hands encircled my hard dick. After a couple of slow strokes, she took it into her warm mouth. Hawk dropped into the water and swam to one side of us to get a good view. Not for the first time, I wondered why Hawk watching turned me on so much and if it were a good or bad thing. It was easy not to ponder too much as Aly expertly worked me with her mouth and hands. She popped me out of her mouth, leaned in with her magnificent tits and squeezed my dick between them.

"Watch it, I'm close," I warned.

"Don't hold back. Let it happen," she told me as she stroked and messaged my shaft with her luscious tits. "I find that when Mr. Big is done, you're more focused with your mouth. We should be polite though and not ejaculate in my landlord's pool."

"I think that is listed in the book of good manners," Hawk said.

Aly laughed, pushed away from me, swam to the metal ladder and climbed out. Both Hawk and I enjoying her wet, glistening exit. She retrieved a towel, put it on the ground in front of a deck chair and knelt on it. I got up from the edge of the pool and lowered myself onto the deck chair. Aly put her mouth, hands and breasts to expert use pushing me an inch at a time to the edge of pleasure. With my dick firmly pressed between her breasts, I came. My first spurt went high and struck the underside of her chin, the rest spattered around the tops of both her breasts, oozing spectacularly all around them. When I stopped ejaculating she tenderly held me in her mouth until my breathing returned to normal. I noticed Hawk for the first time, standing near by stroking his dick.

"Need help?" Aly asked him. She leaned back to give him a good look at her messy chest. She made a point of fingering the stuff under her chin.

"No, go ahead I'm fine," Hawk assured her.

Aly stood up; picked up the towel she was kneeling on and wiped herself clean.

"Unlike a guy who can have sex on a bed of gravel, I need comfort," she said as she pulled me to my feet then led me into the house by the hand. Hawk followed.

We made a few turns and ended up in the master bedroom. Aly pulled me down on the bed and we instantly discovered that it was a waterbed.

"Those wild and crazy guys," Hawk said referring to Brian and Oshi. Aly and I kissed then I worked my way down her body loitering at the pleasant spot between her breasts were she always applied a dab of perfume. Even with all the pool activity, I still detected a hint of musky perfume. I kissed my way down to her belly, with sweeping side trips to both her pink-white nipples. Starting at her belly button, I trailed slow lazy kisses to her sparse, blond-platinum patch of hair. Continuing down, I encountered her moistness and indulged myself with small quick kisses, occasionally darting my tongue at sensitive areas. I couldn't do this kissing thing with Gwen; she would have accused me of loitering and insist that I get to work.

Finally, I did go to work. Aly moaned, her body literally vibrating from my attentions. Soon I got into the rhythm that she liked, a side-to-side tongue movement with a lot of teeth and suction. The interesting sensation of the waterbed beneath me added a stimulating edge and I felt my dick stir. Her movements got more pronounced sending larger ripples through the waterbed.

"Hawk, grab my tits!" Aly said urgently.

"I guess my observer status is officially over," Hawk replied.

"Shut up and touch me!" Aly almost screamed at him. Hawk complied just as she bucked her hips up and went rigid. I stopped all movement and pressed my tongue flat against her clitoris having learned that moving my tongue while she came would overwhelmed her thus forcing her to push me away. I waited for her body to relax, and when it did, I slowly started moving my tongue again for the second dip.

"Stop," Aly said. She pushed Hawk aside and seized the sides of my head pulling my face up away from her crotch. "No offense Matt, but I need one of you inside me." I raised myself to my knees and Aly saw my hardon. "You horny bastard," she said, eyes wide with joy and wonder. "God be praised for the miracles of youth."

I was mildly offended by her comment. Gwen was twenty five, Aly twenty eight, Hawk twenty nine. I felt that at twenty-one I wasn't that much younger than them, but sometimes they all treated me like a kid. The thought was fleeting though as Aly and I switched positions. She held my dick steady and lowered herself onto it. She wasted no time getting up to speed and I watched her lovely tits bounce, filling my hands with them as she worked her way to orgasm number two. "Feel my tits Hawk," Aly said.

"This is becoming a habit with you," Hawk said as his hands joined mine exploring Aly's fine breasts.

The addition of Hawk on the waterbed threw Aly and I off rhythm. After a half a minute of pointless sloshing Aly impatiently shooed Hawk away.

Hawk laughed. "Make up your mind Korean girl."

Aly ignored him, quickly getting back into a good rhythm. Aly suddenly dropped down and kissed me hard and forcefully. She filling her hands with my hair as her orgasm swept through her. Hawk and I sport many scratches and bruises from her passionate outbursts. We sometimes joked about putting on safety helmets for protection. Aly broke our kiss and gulped some air.

"Nice Mr. Big," she said near breathless.

"I aim to please," I said and tapped both her wrists because she still had a hold of my hair. She didn't respond to my tapping so I had to say, "Aly? My hair?"

"Oh, sorry," she said smiling weakly and loosened her grip. We flip-flopped and I entered her hot and anxious in the ever popular missionary. Each plunge of my hips sent a pleasing ripple across her full chest. "When you're ready, pull it out and spew on my tits, Hawk wants to see," she told me ...

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... the story ended there.

"How does it end?" I asked Matt.

"Like she asked me. I did it on her breasts," Matt said.

"What was Hawk's happy ending?"

"He took her from behind first then she let him come in her mouth. After that we went skinny dipping."

"How much other stuff have you written about us?" I asked.

"All of it," he said shyly.

"Can I read it?"

"When I clean it up." Then cautiously he asked, "What you think?"

"Pretty good. But you used the word dick too much. I never liked the word. Don't ask me why."

Chapter 60 The Scientific Method

"Game on," Hawk's voice came from inside the house.

"Game on," Matt repeated. He took the laptop from me and went inside.

I followed and went to the refrigerator too retrieve my third beer. The sound of the football game spilled out from the TV room and I shouted, "Enjoy your misogynistic money wasting sports event!"

"Beer please," Aly called from the couch.

I gave her mine and went to get me another.

"Aren't you gonna watch the game?" I asked her as I handed the beer to her.

"I'll tune in in the last quarter if it's close," she said, then took a long swig of her beer.

"We are two beautiful women, mildly drunk, plump and ready for love making yet they choose to watch a football game?" I said with low grade contempt.

"Who you callin' plump?" Aly asked with a narrowed look.

"Just a figure of speech. I'm just saying that I take their interest in the game over me as a personal affront to my womanhood." I took a long drink of beer.

"You're drunk," Aly said with her eyes on her reading.

I sniffed, got up and marched in the direction of the TV room just as the boys whoop at something that had happened in the game.

"Aly and I are taking our shirts off in here," I said just outside the door.

"Keep your shirts on," came Hawk's amusing reply followed by more sports whoops.

I pulled my shirt over my head exposing my perky B-cups in the sports bra. I pointed at Aly indicating that she should do the same. With a roll of her eyes, she put aside her reading and yanked her shirt off reveling a pretty peach bra. I ran to Aly, grabbed her shirt, and along with mine threw them into the room.

"No, we will not keep our shirts on!" I yelled.

"We'll woo you at halftime," came Matt's reply as the shirts came flying out of the room back at me. Aly laughed.

Getting into the silly groove, Aly said, "Our bras are off." She followed through with her threat urging me to do the same too.

I took my sports bra off. "We're gonna do lesbian things to each other," I shouted.

"Lesbian things?" Aly asked.

"Give me a break, this is off the cuff," I said.

"Do your lesbian things at the next timeout," Hawk suggested.

"I've got Aly's lushes tits in my hands right now," I said

Expecting the guys to come rushing through the door, I ran to the sofa and practically dive tackled Aly, pushed her onto her back, straddled her at the waist and quickly filled my hands with her amazing boobs. Suppressing giggles, I waited for the guys to come running out. As I waited, I marveled at how perfect Aly's boobs felt both soft and firm all at once and wondered how that was possible?

"I'm feeling Gwen's tits too," Aly said in a soft whisper that the boys couldn't possibly have heard. Her hands covered my breasts and gently kneaded them. I looked down at her laying under me. Her mouth was slightly open, her light blue-green eyes looked up at me with a expression of ... wonder? I looked at my hands on her chest intrigued by the gentle rise and fall of her breathing. "I'm going to kiss Gwen," Aly said in another soft whisper, she pulled me down to her and covered my mouth with hers. I instantly stiffened and made a sound of protest. Aly played tennis, golf or volleyball every weekend and she has taken to going with Hawk on his gym workouts. so needless to say, the chick has mucho upper body strength. No way was I going to pull free. But after a couple of pointless seconds of struggle, I found myself melting against her. I closed my eyes as my mouth, my body ... my mind softened. I felt Aly do the same.

So this is what it's like kissing her. No wonder the guys like it, I thought. I had never kissed a mouth so soft. Aly's hands slipped from my breasts and went up to my face gently cradling my head as the kiss advanced.

I suddenly open my eyes, sat back up and crossed my arms in front of me to cover my bare breasts.

"Whoa," I said.

"So it wasn't just me," Aly said in a whisper. "Something did happen at the spider's web." Her hand went to her mouth and she absently touched her lower lip.

That's really sexy I thought, as an all too familiar heat spread through my body making me tremble. I closed my eyes tight to gain some control.

"You want to keep going?" I asked with my eyes still closed.

"Fuck yeah, but only if you do." she said.

I opened my eyes and looked down at her. A rush of panic gripped me but I kept it in check and said the first thing that came to my head, "You look really nice."

"I'll take that as a yes," Aly said with a laugh. She pushed me off her and we sat facing each other on the sofa with our legs touching and that felt great. It made me think of the first time my lower body made contact with a boy while making out. The Boy was Aaron Fernandez, heir to the Fernandez Dairy empire. Aly spoke, pulling my mind back to the here and now.

"You look great in nothing but jeans too." She brushed her fingers over one of my knees. I realized that my arms were still crossed over my chest so I let my arms drop. Her eyes took in my smaller pair. "We take this as far as we want to go," Aly said seriously. "If either of us turns chicken it's over."

I nodded. Aly stood and so did I.

She said, "Hawk and Matt are always going on about your ass."

"They are?" I asked absently, "They say the same about your tits."

She spun me were I stood and I felt her hands brush over my ass. I leaned back against her to see what her her full breasts would feel like against my bare back. Of course they felt amazing. With her behind me, I twisted my neck and we kissed again.

"Your mouth is so soft," she said at the end of the kiss.

I giggled. "I thought the same of you with the first kiss. And you smell so good. What are you wearing?"

"Celestial Bodies ... by Stanley Love," she said in a sexy husky voice just like in the commercial and then kissed the back of my ear. She breathed in. "You smell good too, what do you have on?"

"Jergen's bar soap ... with aloe," I said in the same husky voice. Aly's tongue tickled the edges of my ear. I took in a sharp breath and said, "At the risk of sounding cliché, the feel of your tongue on the my ear is driving me wild."

She giggled and I turned around in her arms to face her.

"Were you feeling me up when you were painting me the other day?" she asked.

"Not on purpose," I confessed.

"You do know that poor little Neffie thinks that you're a lesbian."

I laughed and then covered her mouth with a kiss this time aggressively hunting for her tongue with mine. Aly returned the favor. Our breasts met, mine below hers because of the obvious height difference. My hands got pleasantly tangled in her luxurious, silky blonde hair. Aly's hands focused on my ass, gripping each cheek, pulling me closer.

When we came up for air I said, "Let's go to the master bedroom with the waterbed."

She took my hand and led the way.

"How do you know about the bed?"

"I have my sources."

"What about the guys?" Aly asked as she pulled me along. Moans of despair came from the TV room as something obviously bad had happened for Honolulu.

"Fuck 'em, metaphorically of course," I said.

She laughed.

"See you losers after the game!" I yelled as Aly pulled me down the hall.

In the master bedroom, with the door closed, I sat on the waterbed and watched Aly removed her jeans revealing peach colored panties that matched her AWOL bra draped on the living room sofa.

"The color peach is perfect for you," I said openly marveling at her full firm breasts and light skin with a hint of sun that give way to faint freckles on her shoulders, cleavage and face. I liked the sexy light curve of her stomach and long flawless legs. How can she look like that and still be Asian? I thought. It's just not fair.

"Change your mind?" Aly asked responding to my silence.

"No, just freckled gathering."

"I'm going to even bother to ask what you mean by that."

I stood up and peeled off my jeans. Topless in just our panties, we stood facing each other. Aly smiled in a way that made me think of Betty on that crazy drunk night in San Francisco years ago. Aly slid her panties to the floor, relieving her sparse, pale triangle.

"How do you feel?" she asked.

"Thrilled, a little wicked," I admitted. "But every time I've done this, you know ... with a girl?Something happens to break it up."

Aly went to the door and turned the lock. "There," she said. "it will take an act of God to interrupt us now."

I laughed.

"So," Aly said silkily, "How many other chicks have you kissed before me?"

I leaned against the wall near the window and counted off on my fingers. "Betty in San Francisco, you know about that one. Emiko at the Ala Wai Arms. I think Hawk told you about that one. Li Hong—"

"Whoa!" Aly said. "You kissed Li Hong today?"

"No," I said. "I kissed her, or more accurately SHE kissed me at a nude photo shoot with Meka."

"Meka photographed you two kissing?" Aly asked totally astonished.

"No! I said. "Li kissed me when we were alone in my studio before the photo shoot."

"How far did you go?" Aly asked wanting to hear the dirty details.

"Only the one kiss ... I chickened out."

Aly made chicken sounds. It really annoyed me but it made me laugh too because it was such a Betty thing to do. "Li and I kissed again that same night at the photo shoot."

"So Meka DID take pictures of you guys making out!" Aly said pointing an accusing finger.

"No!" I said again. "Li and I were underwater—"

"Underwater?" Aly asked perplexed, "at the beach?"

"If you will stop interrupting!" I said with a roll of my eyes. She did stop and I told her about the underwater pool photo thing.

With my back still against the wall near the window, Aly slipped her arms around me. She asked with her mouth inches from mine, "Did you kiss Li tonight?"

"Was gonna," I said. "Neffie kind of messed that up."

Aly pressed in the final inch and we kissed.

It went on for a while. With every passing second, my temperature rose and my hands roamed all over her. In the building excitement, the lacy window curtains got tangled up between us. When the kiss ended I pulled at the curtain and it drifted across Aly's beautiful face. "I'm in a spider web," I said thinking of the spider from the garden.

"Welcome to my lair," Aly whispered.

She kissed me from the other side of her impromptu web. The lacy curtain didn't allow for proper lip lock but the kiss was interesting nonetheless. After the kiss, I giggled then took advantage of our height difference and easily bit at one of her nipples through the lace. I bit down hard. She yelped in surprise and then moaned almost in the same breath. One of her hands slipped between my legs pushing a hand full of lace against my crotch.

That felt cool ... interesting ... wild.

"We're gong to ruin this curtain," I managed to say.

Aly untangled us from the window treatment and we fell to the bed and engaged in what was perhaps the hottest kiss of my life to date, which included the handful of hot kisses just minutes ago. Our hands were a blur desperately touching everywhere possible. After a couple of minutes, Aly abruptly stopped. She rolled off of me and lay on her back, breathing hard with her eyes closed. I rolled on my back too and turned my head to look at her. My chest rose and fell in sync with hers.

"You changed your mind?" I asked not even trying to hide my disappointment.

"No," she said with her eyes still closed. She took a couple more deep breaths and said, "I just need to slow it down is all. This is my first girl, girl thing. You have the advantage of swapping it with all those other chicks."