Mick and Keri

Mick and Keri and An Interesting Life

Chapter 29

It was Saturday night, Keri and I had the house to ourselves, as Danny had come home and he and Sarah had taken off for the weekend. We were lying on the couch watching "The Quiet Man". Keri was on her left side with me behind her. She had reached behind her and was stroking my erection and I was softly strumming her pubic hair like it was a guitar. Every once in a while I would tap her clitoris.

My head was on one of the huge pillows and my left arm was under Keri so that my left hand was stroking her breasts. Keri had her head on a small pillow so I could see the TV over her head. She would trace circles around the back of my hand and then draw circles around one of her nipples.

We relaxed like this often. It was warm, it was intimate, and it was cozy. I never came in this position as she stroked me as I never got to full hardness. Sometimes it would lead to intercourse; sometimes it led to a really long nap and a good night's sleep.

This was our life away from work and stress. We often just touched. A finger brushing a hip; A hand gliding along an ass cheek; A finger curling pubic hair, all done as a matter of fact none of it sexual at all. Keri and I were playful and loving and sharing.

In late August, I was laying outside one Sunday afternoon. The weather was just starting to turn from the high heat of the summer to the comfortable heat of the fall. My lounge chair was set so that I was sitting up. I was taking in the beauty of the day and the back yard. The birds were twittering about. We had very active groups of purple finches and Downey woodpeckers. The yard was always full of the sounds of birds.

It reminded me of my youth in northern Wisconsin, sitting on a hay wagon listening to the meadowlarks or of my time in Texas listening to the mockingbirds. Bird songs always made me feel good.

"Mick, I have some ice tea for you." Keri came out into the yard.

"Thanks hon. I was just zoning out."

Keri's nude body came into my field of vision from the right. My head turned in time to see those wonderfully huge, tanned breasts, tipped by brown nipples, bobbing about as she stepped down the stairs. She held a big glass of ice tea in each hand and had a big floppy hat covering her head. The color of her skin, an even tan with not a single tan line, was only broken by the jet black hair of her head and the pure black triangle of her pussy.

Keri set the glasses on the small table between our chairs, leaned over to kiss me, her marvelous breasts hanging and swinging with every move. Taking a hold of her right leg, I pulled her off balance, causing her to step over my chair and stand straddling me. Her beautiful black, curly mat of pubic hair was at my face level. Reaching between her legs, my hands found her round ass cheeks, which I took a firm hold of. I pulled her thatch of curly hair to my face.

Keri was all woman; and she always smelled good. Perhaps it was because we fucked in the shower so often, or maybe it was because I was just locked into her scent; especially the scent between her legs. Her pubic hair allowed her scent to be spread when she walked. Pulling her sex to my face I breathed in the aroma wafting from her pussy. My face found the middle of the curly mat and dove straight ahead.

While smearing the scent around my forehead, cheeks, and chin I inhaled the aroma. Her sex opened slightly, revealing the pink inner flesh and drawing my tongue into it. Running my tongue from as far down as I could reach up and between her long, elegant labia, to the pink nub under its large fleshy hood, my tongue took in the flavor and taste of Keri's essence.

After the first five or six licks Keri's response evolved from accepting my silliness to giving in to the urge to enjoy the sensation. Her hands found their way to the sides of my head and she took a few small steps forward so that she was standing with her pussy pushing my head back against the back of my chair. With my head basically trapped I focused my efforts on squeezing her ass and loving her with my tongue.

The heat in her pussy increased and she began to hump my face. With my tongue slavering her labia and her clit rubbing on my forehead all I really could do was use my hands to pull her ass and direct her humping around my head. My forehead was getting wet and slippery and Keri took advantage to rub harder and faster until she let out a loud gasp and held my head still pressing hard against her clit.

With my head pressed hard against her sex, she shook and shivered almost violently. Her sex was oozing fluids on my face and her scent was full and deep. I attempted to lick around her labia and to take in the moisture of her damp matted pubic hair. Keri slowly lowered herself to sit in my lap. As she dropped down she grabbed my erection and directed it to her open, wet sex.

She dropped onto me and slid straight down and impaled herself on me. Kissing me and tasting her own juices she slowly began to slid up and down fucking me. After the few minutes of enjoying eating her pussy, my cock had hardened and my arousal was so high that after a few moments of her fucking me, my balls drew up and signaled that they were ready to release.

I pulled my hands out from under Keri and grabbed hold of her hips. I pulled her down harder and harder each time she lifted up on me. Finally I thrust up into her and spewed a load of my seed up into her. After three strong shots my cock pulsed a few more times and my legs began to shiver and shake as I released an orgasm along with my ejaculation.

Keri sat on me and ground her pussy around on my softening member until I dropped out of her. Standing she presented her pussy to me as she began to leak cum. I collected the offering and although I tried very hard not to make any slurping sounds, I failed. Keri slid back down my body and bent forward to kiss me and share the cum. We kissed a couple more times before she dismounting me.

"Would you care for a warm towel?"

"Sure, do we need more ice in the tea?"

"I'll get some of that too."

She walked away and I settled back and listened to the birds again, thinking, "What an interesting life."