A Summers Day

This is a story I wrote a long time ago and had forgotten about until recently.

Its summer and I’ve been working in the garden. Pulling weeds, taking the ripe peas off the vines, watering the broccoli so it doesn’t bolt and planting marigolds by the tomatoes to keep the pests away. It’s almost noon and getting too hot to work. Back inside I have a long drink of iced tea and take a long, tepid shower, trying to cool off.

Once out of the shower I lie down for a rest on my bed wearing just a white tank top and panties. The sun is streaming in and a slight breeze is rippling the sheer curtains. My mind wanders to the last time I had a nap on a hot, summer day. My hands begin to move, almost on their own, to my breasts and I squeeze both nipples, not gently, until I gasp at the pain, less than I can take, but as much as I can give myself.

A breeze brushes by my legs and it makes me aware of how damp the crotch of my panties are. My hand moves to my thigh and my fingers slip under the blue cotton and, as always, I’m amazed at how wet I am. My fingers slide up and down the cleft of my sex, I slip a finger in, then out and up to my clit, which is hard and poking out from under the hood. I pull my panties off, spread my legs wide and begin to pay much needed attention to my wet and swollen pussy.

As I rub my clit and squeeze my nipples, I'm so involved in what I'm doing I don't realize that my roommate, Claire, has walked into the doorway and has been watching me. When I realize she's there, I gasp, half sit up and stop. I pull my hand away from my crotch and close my legs. She moves slowly into the room, her eyes moving from my face to my somewhat concealed pussy. She comes towards me and tells me not to stop.

I’m slow, somehow, to realize she wants to watch me until I notice that her eyes are half closed and that her nipples, under her blue tank top, are hard. She continues to walk towards me and I slowly spread my legs apart again and move my hand back to my waiting cunt. I begin again to move my finger over my clit in slow, tentative circles. She sits on the edge of the bed between my spread thighs, her eyes riveted to the movement. Watching Claire watch me makes me more excited than I could have imagined. Excited and nervous, my attentions to my clit become more focused. I press a little harder, sometimes moving my finger down to my opening to pull up to my clit the needed wetness.

She puts her hands on my thighs, spreading my legs wider and I gasp at her touch. Almost involuntarily I plunge two fingers deep into me as her eyes greedily watch me fill myself. Then, she begins to tell me what a bad girl I am.

“You are obviously enjoying me watching you. What a slut you are. Masturbating for me, giving me this show.”

As she speaks my need becomes fevered.

“You like me to spread your legs apart, don’t you? Helping you to pleasure yourself.” She spreads my legs wider still, pushing them up and back towards my chest.

Claire’s breathing is ragged, her voice deep with desire and lust.

“Get on your knees, slut. Let me see you from behind.” She pulls her hands away and watches as I roll over and get on my knees, pushing my ass up into the air. I put my hand underneath me and continue to masturbate.

And then comes the first smack. First on my right cheek, then the left. Then more short, hard smacks on my ass as I continue to rub myself. I'm moaning and whimpering from the pain of her spanking and the pleasure of my touch. I’m overwhelmed as she punishes me for what I’m doing, but commands me to keep doing it.

“Stop.”, she says suddenly. I almost can’t believe it, but she says it again. “Stop touching yourself. Now!” I pull my hand away quickly.

“Stay right there, just like that. Don’t move, don’t touch yourself.”

She gets up and leaves the room and I watch her retreating back panting, feeling as if my pussy will explode from how swollen and full it is. She returns and I see in her hands she has a huge dildo. Flesh colored and lifelike, she rubs it in her hands. She sits beside me on the bed, smiling as she shows me the toy she’s brought back with her.

“Would you like this in your cunt, slut? Would this fill up that whore pussy of yours?”

Unable to answer with words, I simply moan at the thought of it. I watch as she sucks the cock, pushing it deep into the back of her throat over and over. Then she comes around behind me. I can feel the head of it at the opening to my cunt and without much effort because I’m that wet and open, she pushes it deep inside me. I scream out from the sheer width of it spreading me apart. Slowly, Claire slides the cock in and out of me, fucking me, filling me. I move my hand back down to between my legs and rub my clit as I get fucked with this dildo.

“That’s right. Let me see you masturbate while I fuck you. Let me see you take your pleasure like the dirty slut you are.” Quickly, she plunges the cock in and out of me, as I continue to masturbate. Harder and faster she pushes it inside, fucking me as I rub my clit frantically.

“Harder”, I beg, “Please…”

“You want it harder, you want me to split you apart with this cock, don’t you?”, she says with a little laugh. She pushes it in now so hard I scream and am so close to coming my legs begin to shake.

And she begins to spank me again. She slaps my ass hard, leaving a sting after each. Finally, with the dildo in my pussy, my fingers on my clit and a last, hard smack on my ass, I’m awash with the contractions of an orgasm so strong tears are in my eyes and my legs give out beneath me. My body shakes and my breath comes fast for what feels like a long time.

With the dildo out of me Claire comes and lies beside me, her hand gently rubbing my undoubtedly red, and very sore cheeks. Tenderly, she pushes the hair from my sweaty face, as my breathing begins to go back to normal and my body sags into the bed from exhaustion.

“Good girl,” she says, “You’re a good girl.”