Danica, GiGi and I were at GiGi’s house watching the kids swim in a pool almost as large as my house. To be honest, I was watching the kids while GiGi and Danica were studying some list in private. I was patrolling the outside of the pool and throwing back balls or toys that came flying out. The kids were shrieking, but everything was good clean fun. GiGi was wearing a multicolored one piece suit that was mostly black. Danica had on a black one piece suit that was molded to her body. Luckily for me, she covered most of it up with a white gauze over-sized shirt. She waved energetically at me and I came rushing over.
GiGi yelled; “You children keep the toys in the pool. The moms need to speak with Mr. Peter.” There were a few waves, but there was no way to make the kids listen to that rule. The ladies had three lounge chairs set up and they made me sit in the middle.
GiGi started. “Peter, you are a wonderful man and we know you have been so wonderful with all of us, but we wanted to know more about your tastes in women.”
“I think both of you are beautiful; I’m not sure I can handle five women like you.” Both women made cooing sounds and each patted one of my hands.
Danica, was more business like. “Okay; let’s try and eliminate some of the women then. How do you feel about tats?”
“Yes, they make me go limp when I notice them on women.” Danica seemed to cross off about six names. “I know it makes me shallow but, I just can’t handle them.”
Danica pushed her glasses up. “That is fine; what about piercings?”
“I hate them.” GiGi grabbed her ears which held large diamond stud earrings. “I should have been more specific; I hate them in anything other than the ears. A guy at my old job had a girlfriend with a piercing on the bridge of her nose.” I shuddered. I think seven or eight names were crossed off the list.
GiGi giggled. “Do you like a certain hair color?”
I had to think for a minute; “No; I mean, a woman’s hair is like her personality. I like all kinds of hair colors.”
Danica gave me the harshest stare yet. “What about fingernails: do they bother you?”
“I hate the ones that are so long they get in the way or the one that look like claws make me shiver.”
GiGi smiled broadly. “Now one final question; would you mind working on the weekends and having say, Monday and Tuesday as rest days?” At the mention of Tuesday being my rest day, One of Danica’s eyebrows went up quite high.
“The day of the week doesn’t matter. Just as long as I get some rest. I wouldn’t like to disappoint any of you women by being all wiped out.” A bunch of names were crossed out.
Danica gave me a steely look. “That leaves us with two names; Celeste and Blake. Celeste has long beautiful hair and her only day off is Saturday. Her blonde hair reminds me of Lady Godiva—long and full that really could cover most of her body. She has a dry sense of humor but she’s fun. I’ll call her and you can meet her today.”
GiGi took over as Danica walked off to make her phone call. “Blake is younger; around 30 I think, and so very lithe and in shape. She looks like a dancer or swimmer. She will take no nonsense. She needs her garage organized so she can fit fitness equipment in like yours.”
Danica came back. “Okay handy man; Celeste needs you over at her house at eleven. She has a couple of doors that need some attention. Two stick and two will not close. Be nice to her; she’s a sweetie. Go home and get your tools together. I’ll text you the address.”
I took a quick shower and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. I grabbed all the tools I figured I’d need and threw them in the back of my truck along with a couple of saw horses and my door brace. Celeste’s how was five minutes away. She was dressed in Jeans and a t-shirt and she was eager to help. I quickly showed her how to take off the fort door. “Oh Peter; I can do that. Okay, now you need to show me how to fix it.”
I took the door outside and only had to saw an eighth of an inch off the top. We put it back on and in fifteen minutes the first door was fixed. All in all, with Celeste’s help, I was done in an hour. Celeste helped me load my tools and invited me in for a drink. I was sitting on a kitchen chair when Celeste straddled my lap and kissed me. Her hair smelled like strawberries and it was as soft as silk. Without thinking I fondled both breasts and Celeste’s nipples became hard instantly. I pinched them gently and tweaked them. Celeste moaned and let her head lean back. She sat on my lap and noticed my hard on. “Oh that’s a delicious cock. But I’m not ready for that yet. You need to go home and get all cleaned up. Danica gave me your address. I’ll be over to thank you for your services.” Celeste’s large light blue eyes bored into me as she ground her pussy on my crotch. “You handled my breasts perfectly; yes they are large soft and I love them. I have a 34G cup size. You’ll see more in a little while. Now scoot.”
Celeste kissed me and nipped at my lower lip while she continued to grind on my aching hard-on. “It might help if you let me up.” I felt like I was going to cum right then. Celeste stood and kissed me again. I was actually shaking from how that woman aroused me. Her nipples were so stiff, I couldn’t resist to give them one more pinch. Celeste squealed and ran out of the kitchen. I made sure my tools were all packed away and I went home.
I closed all the shades in my bedroom and lit a few scented candles. I showered, shaved and put on my short jammer swim trunks on under my basketball shorts. They kept my cock in place better. Just as I finished dressing, I heard Celeste say, “Hello; anyone home?”
I laughed; “Yes come one in.” We met in the living room. Celeste had on a silky blue sundress with navy blue stockings. Her black high heels made her around 5’8” tall. “Wow you look gorgeous.” I didn’t get any time to say another word. Celeste dropped her oversized bag and dragged me to my bedroom.
“No time to talk Peter. We’re going to make love to each other until we can’t stand.” Celeste found my bedroom and we walked in. “Peter, no rough sex. We will please each other. When I say I need to go to the bathroom, we need to get there because I’ll be squirting all over the place. Sound like fun?”
I picked up Celeste and put her on the bed. She squealed and grabbed the belt on her dress and she rolled over with only a lace bustier on as the dress went flying. “Bring that cock here.” I stood at the edge of the bed and took off my shirt and shorts. Celeste crawled over to me and yanked my trunks down. As soon as my cock was free, Celeste was licking and sucking my cock. Between licks and sucks, Celeste was giving me a running commentary on what we’d be doing. “Danica thinks she’s so lucky because she gets you after two days rest. But she’s wrong.” Celeste would lick up and down one side of my cock five times then swirl her tongue around the head and start talking. “No, because after Danica, GiGi and Katy pump you dry, I’ll get you.” Lick, lick, lick: “And it will be so hard for you to cum, I’ll be able to worship this cock for as long as I like.” Suck, suck, suck! “You’ll be in heaven, I’ll come a dozen times and we’ll both think Saturday is the best day of the week.” Lick, lick lick! “Okay; on your back big boy!” Celeste threw me on the bed, mounted me and started counting down from ten. When she reached zero, she orgasmed all over me.
I thought I’d get a breather; not hardly. Celeste flipped on her back and growled, “Eat my pussy. Lick those pink lips. Suck my clit and fuck me with that tongue. I want to see how . . .” I dove on her pussy and did just as Celeste asked. I was licking her labia when she came first. I made my tongue as stiff as possible and tongue fucked her to her second orgasm. I sucked on her clit for three orgasms. I was just enjoying a slow sucking of her clit when she wrapped her legs around my head and attempted to squash my skull. Celeste came violently and collapsed on the bed panting.
It took her ten minutes to get her breath back. When she finally did, Celeste kissed and licked my face because, she wanted so see if, “I taste as sweet as you are.” When she finished, she ran to the front room and came back with her bag. “Okay sweetie; time for outfit number two. I’m taking a quick shower. You go for a dip and be back in half an hour.”
Balls; I hadn’t even come yet and I was beat. I found my trunks and pulled them on. The laps I did in the pool made me feel a little better and the cool shower perked me up. I came into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around my waist and when I headed to my dresser, Celeste just said; “Waste of time big boy. That cock of yours needs to be worshiped some more.” Celeste had on pink satin pajamas with shorts. I dropped the towel and my cock was straining to reach Celeste. She giggled and sat on her haunches and put on shiny pink lip gloss. “Blue may be your favorite color, but you cock’s favorite color is pink. Get that dick over here; I’m taking my time with you.”
Normally if a woman licks my cock like Celeste did, and uses her tongue, lips and mouth to give me such intense pleasure, my sperm is blasting off to the moon. But Celeste was so good at it, all I felt was pleasure for over forty-five minutes. When she finally came upon for air, I pulled her up to me and we spent the next ten minutes kissing. I kissed my way down her neck and slowly unbuttoned her pajama top. She had another surprise for me. “That’s right Peter; a satin bra so smooth you’ll think it’s my skin. Oh look! My nipples are visible. Tweak them a bit.”
I fondled Celeste’s breasts, gently tweaked her nipples and made sure she knew how much I appreciated her talented mouth. Celeste managed to slip off her shorts and she pushed me back on the bed. She rode me slowly while kissing my face and neck. I was finally allowed to remove her bra—it hooked in the front and Celeste’s nipples were so sensitive she came from me sucking her. Celeste grunted and squealed, “Bathroom Peter! Carry me.” I picked her up and got her to the shower stall. I held her and kissed her while she shoved three fingers in her snatch and rubbed herself to such a big orgasm, she squirted all over the stall. Good thing she’s so light, I could hold her up. When she finally stopped squirting , she wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed me until she was almost out of breath.
We washed each other off and I bent down to carry her back to the bedroom. “Don’t be silly Peter. You need to clean up in here while I get ready for your orgasm; there may be more than one.” Celeste pulled me in for a kiss and danced off to my bedroom. I disinfected the shower and rinsed it down. By the time I got back, all Celeste had on was a robin’s egg blue sweater with a pull down zipper in the front. Her nipples were clearly visible and she had on a pair of satin baby blue shorts. “I’m sorry, but I can’t come again after that last display, at least not with your cock in me. But what I have planned will be fun, for both of us. Come here.”
I crawled to the middle of the bed and Celeste and I snuggled for half an hour. She let me suck her nipples a bit or fondle her breasts, while she fondled my balls or stroked me until I was hard. She slid out of my arms and whispered, “The shows down here Peter.” Celeste’s tongue was so talented, I wanted to come after two minutes. But Celeste would squeeze my balls or clamp down on the shaft until the urge passed. “Look in my eyes Peter; look at me while I worship this cock.” Her blue eyes locked in on mine and she kept flicking the head of my cock with her tongue edging me. She pulled off me and began slowly stroking me. “Oh Peter, you’ve waited so long, but now it’s time to spurt all your sperm. Look at that purple cock head. You want to cum, you need to cum. It’s okay, I’ll let you.” Celeste stated pumping harder and faster until I felt my cock twitch and sperm shot up and landed on my chest. Celeste laughed as we watched me spurt out every last bit of sperm I had. She pumped me dry and sighed contentedly. “Oh Peter; that was beautiful.”
I looked at the clock and it was 4:30pm. We spent all afternoon making love. Celeste laughed and pulled me down for a kiss. “It’s okay; I have dinner all planned; they will deliver it in half an hour. Let’s get you all scrubbed up and they’ll be here.”
It was a delightful dinner of fried chicken, mashed potatoes and green beans almandine. We watched a movie while we ate, and at 8:00pm, Celeste packed her things and kissed me for five minutes. “Yes, Saturday is the best day of the week for us. We’ll have loads of fun together. Now you behave and I’ll see you next week sweetie.”
I watched Celeste drive off and barely had enough energy to load the dishwasher and crawl into bed. Goodness! I had one more woman to deal with. I wonder how it would be to make love to a nurse? I sure didn’t have an answer to that. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
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