The Long Summer Ch. 01

And then she came. She had never come harder in her life. Her screams of pleasure pierced through the air around her, telling of a new height of pleasure and sensuality that couldn't be put into words. Her chair rocked back and forth, the branch above her thrashed but remained sturdy as Larissa's body was hit by wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. No man had ever made her feel this way, no wonder she needed some time off. Not her ex-boyfriend, not any of the football team, none of them ever made her feel this amazing. Larissa relaxed her entire body as the remaining waves of the orgasm rolled by her, filling her soul and making her feel happy.

The last of the massive orgasm petered out, returning her body to a relatively calm norm. Looking to the horizon, Larissa realized that the sun had set, and nightfall had almost arrived. "How much time has gone by...? How long have I been out here?" Still in a haze, she slowly rocked forward and stood out of the rocking chair. Picking up her book, she walked slowly back to the house. Pussy juices drooled behind her, telling only whispers of what had just transpired. Behind her, the cushions in the chair were soaked with her juices and sweat, reeking of sex and pleasure. Larissa could feel every individual blade of grass on her feet, each step causing new sensations on her orgasm-ravaged body.

A soft wind blew against her, further cooling both her mind and body. Upon entering her house, she set her book down on a nearby table and relished in her nudity. She liked being nude; always had, always will. Looking down, her nipples stood erect, waiting for...something. Larissa's breasts were saturated with sweat, which collected itself underneath the twin, shapely orbs. It dripped to the floor slowly. While she was looking down, she noticed her pussy still leaking. It felt nice. She let it keep dripping, not knowing if she could have stopped it even if she had wanted to. Larissa walked to her bedroom and threw herself onto her bed, managing to get under the covers before falling into a deep sleep. Her dreams would be filled pleasure even greater than what she had experienced today, memories of the past, and glimpses of things to come.

Larissa's pussy continued to dribble into her blankets. Sweat and sex permeated her blankets, which cocooned her body as it underwent further metamorphosis. This cocoon was a chrysalis of sorts, as her heat insulated her body and kept her glowing with a warm, pleasurable heat, even in sleep. Her body had gone through a lot today, and it was still going through changes that were not of this world.