Climax Taboo Erotic Collection

by Kelly Fleming

  "This is the kitchenette, by the way. I know everything in it looks old, but it all works." she said, suddenly stopping to point out the various appliances and accouterments. Detouring inside, she walked over to the refridgerator and opened it.

  "Do you want something to drink?" she asked, turning her head to look at him.

  "Um, no. No I'm all right, thank you." he replied.

  Kelly shrugged and turned her attention to the contents of the fridge. Spotting what she was looking for, she bent down at the waist to retrieve a can of Diet Coke from the bottom shelf. As she did so, Matt was treated to a full, unencumbered view of her pussy. Her inner lips were the same reddish tint as her clit, and extended maybe an inch below her outer lips. Her tight, pink asshole sat invitingly just above them, tightening slightly as she uttered a couple of meager coughs. In the light shining in through the window over the sink, he was positive he could see a faint glimmer of moisture between the inner folds of her pussy, conjuring forth in Matt's imagination a flurry of images and scenarios of the worst kind.

  Miraculously, her ass and thighs were mostly devoid of the cottage cheese texture of cellulite. So was the rest of her, for that matter. Walking and standing were somewhat more challenging now, as his cock had been stirred from it's slumber and now strained uncomfortably against the fabric of his left pant leg. He hoped she wouldn't notice, but he wasn't sure if he could keep it hidden. His jeans were a tight fit, and readjusting himself would be too obvious. What would she do if she notices? he wondered. Part of him thought a girl brazen enough to appear naked in front of a near total stranger wouldn't care, but there was also the chance that it would make her uncomfortable. Having a guy around you while you're naked, even if he's naked himself, is one thing. Being naked around a guy with a constant raging hard-on is something else.

  After closing the door and cracking open her drink, she exited the kitchenette and returned her attention to the balcony door. He stood to one side with his hand on his pant leg to hide his growing member. As she passed in front of Matt, their eyes met. She gave him a slight smirk, apparently pleased at his all too obvious reaction to her little peep show. All he could do was sheepishly return the gesture.

  She slid open the the back door and walked out, with Matt close behind. She appeared to shiver as the cool coastal air washed over her. The balcony was small, about three by seven feet with clean white railing, topped with a cool length of stainless steel tubing. From the third floor of the complex, one could clearly see the beach in the distance, with mostly tall trees and other apartment buildings filling in the space in between. It did make for a pleasant, if not spectacular view. Matt was only dimly aware of it, however. He was closely admiring another view, even though he tried to not make it obvious. Kelly stood with her arms folded over the railing, bent over slightly, her ass sticking out while she slowly moved it side to side, as if to taunt him.

  "So here's the view. Nothing that might inspire great landscape art, but it is what it is. The balcony is great for getting a tan, though. If you put a towel down here," she said as she pantomimed laying a towel down on the balcony tile, "and lie down around ten or eleven o' clock, the sun hits you just right."

  "Great. I'll keep that in mind." Matt replied.

  "So, do you want to see your room now?" Kelly asked, taking a long swig of her Coke.

  "Sure." he answered, trying to keep his eyes from wandering at least while she was looking at him.

  "Glad to hear it. It's fucking cold out here!" she exclaimed

  Kelly turned her body towards the doorway and shimmied sideways to get by Matt on the narrow walkway, her ass brushing right up against Matt's restrained, but fully hard cock. His heart jumped when she squeezed past him. He wondered if she had felt it against her ass, and decided that she must have. She made no indication that she had felt it, or at was at least offended by it as she walked through the door. Still, Matt blushed slightly as he could no longer imagine that she was unaware of his predicament.

  Kelly placed her Coke down on the kitchen counter as she led him to the end of the hall. They walked through the open doorway to the right into a modest, empty room, bathed in ambient light from the afternoon sun shining down through the spotty, undraped window.

  "So this is where you would be." she said, turning to address him. "I don't know if it's big enough for all your stuff, but we have on-site storage rooms for anything that doesn't fit."

  Matt was trying hard not to look anywhere but her face. He didn't know much about nudism, or nudists, but he was pretty sure that it was expected that you would treat them the same as you would treat someone wearing a business suit. Oddly enough, however, he wasn't getting that vibe from Kelly. Her amused expression at his initial flustering, and the distinct lack of the words "Hey, up here!" when he briefly ogled her in the living room, and her obviously suggestive pose on the balcony led him to think that she might enjoy being nude for more reasons than she let on. "This is fine." he said. "I can, uh, fit all my stuff in...in here. It isn't a lot really."

  Kelly smiled her naughty smile again as he stumbled through the sentence. "It's okay, Matt. You can look." she said, giggling while she executed a clumsy pirouette to give him a glimpse of her back as well. "I wouldn't be a nudist if I wasn't okay with other people looking at my body. I actually take it as a compliment."

  "I'm sorry." Matt said sheepishly. "It's just that this is a new thing for me. Most girls I have to get nice and liquored up before she takes off her clothes."

  "I'm not most girls." Kelly responded.

  You can say that again, Matt thought.

  "I can enjoy being naked perfectly sober, thank you. And if I incidentally brighten somebody's day in the process, where's the harm in that?" she continued.

  "So you don't mind at all when guys stare at you like, well, you know?" Matt asked, finally letting his eyes drop.

  "Well, how realistic is it to stand in front of a guy with no clothes on, especially when he's never seen you naked before, and expect him not to look?" she reasoned. "And truthfully, I always kind of liked the attention I got from guys. It really gets me hot whenever a cute guy looks me over, knowing that he likes what he sees." Matt thought could hear a wicked tone in her voice as she spoke.

  "Especially when he doesn't see it coming?" He asked, suddenly understanding why she didn't warn him about her lifestyle beforehand.

  "Exactly. And sometimes, when a guy looks at me like that, it actually makes me so horny that I just want to fuck him right then and there like a total whore. Kind of like how you're looking at me now. You know, I would let you fuck me right now if you asked me." Matt definitely heard that.

  Kelly was smiling luridly now, obviously enjoying watching him struggle to keep up. Matt, for his part, now overtly examined her body. He couldn't help himself even if he was still trying. Surely her looks didn't hurt, but he had seen other girls he considered physically attractive naked before, and none of them made him feel this out of control. It was the way she carried herself, he realized. He had never met a girl who was so open and free with her body, needing no coaxing from him to let her guard down. She was even chiding him for not looking, for Pete's sake! And now she had made it clear that her free spirit attitude about her body extended to her sexuality as well. Here was a girl who knew what she liked, what she wanted, and wasn't afraid to go for it. He had never experienced anything quite like it.

  Perhaps sensing that Matt was on the verge of losing the battle with his libido, Kelly took a step towards him. He could now reach out and touch any part of her he liked, if only his rapidly dwindling self control would let him. His cock was now positively throbbing, begging to be released from it's denim prison. The fabric of his jeans was conspicuously molded over the shaft of his hardened cock, and he was sure that there was no hiding it, not that there was any particular reason to. She was obviously trying to turn him on, and was doing a damn fine job of it.

  "Do you like what you see, Matt?" Kelly asked. Cocking her head sugg
estively, her voice was now low and throaty, simply oozing sexuality. Her hands reached out and took hold of his. He offered no resistance as she pulled his hands to her sides and then upwards towards her chest. Guiding him to her breasts, he regained control enough to cup her beautiful tits, feeling their weight and yielding firmness as he kneaded and caressed them. He could feel their heat soaking into his hands as her hardened nipples pressed into his palms.

  "Yeah I do." he conceded. There was no point in denying it. He badly wanted her, and they both knew it.

  "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked sultrily, taking another half step towards him. Her hands were still on top of his, urging them to continue fondling her. Matt could now clearly smell her mild perfume, and see the lustful gleam in her eyes.

  "More than anything." He replied.

  Kelly grinned widely at his confession. "I want to see how badly you want it. Take your clothes off."

  Matt didn't care about apartments, roommates, etiquette, or consequences anymore. All he cared about was the smoking hot naked girl in front of him, dripping with sensuality and practically begging him to fuck her. If she wanted to see him out of his clothes right now, then by God, she was going to get it. He quickly pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it in the corner, exposing his toned and well-defined arms and chest. Kicking his shoes and socks off, he undid his belt and pants next. His pants and boxer shorts came down to his ankles together, finally allowing his tortured dick to spring free of it's constraints. Kicking them into the corner with his shirt, he stood nearly at attention, presenting his body to her in all it's nude glory.

  Kelly's eyes roamed over Matt's body. She bit down involuntarily on her lower lip as she took in his impressive musculature, bronzed skin, and sizable manhood. Her eyes lit up when she saw the aroused organ spring from it's constraints and almost point directly at her, as if to demand that she satisfy it. Her face and neck rapidly flushed with desire as she reached down and took his cock in her hand, causing it to jump involuntarily. An electric shock traveled through his entire body when she touched it. His breathing quickened and his heart fluttered as she began to slowly stroke him back and forth, relishing the tactile sensations of it's heat, it's steely hardness, and it's every ridge and vein pressing into her hand. Almost unconsciously, her other hand traveled down her waist and began massaging her rapidly moistening pussy.

  No longer restrained by rational thought, Matt snaked both arms behind her and clutched her firm ass cheeks . Kelly let out a soft moan when he grabbed her. Lost in the moment, their eyes met after what seemed like an eternity.

  "I think I want to see your room now." Matt said.

  "Follow me." she replied with an evil grin.

  Kelly slunk past Matt and walked out the door with him in tow, pulling him along by his cock. Now fully in the act, his hand shot out and gave her a firm slap on the ass. "Ooh, yeah!" she squealed with delight as she registered the brief stinging sensation. The two exited the room and made their way down the hall into her bedroom.

  Kelly's room was as spartan as the rest of the apartment, dominated by movie posters, second-hand furniture, and the twin sized bed carefully made up with blue satin bed sheets. Taking a seat on the bed, she held onto his cock and reached behind Matt to grab his ass and pull him in closer.

  Without skipping a beat, she tilted his dick upwards and stuck out her tongue, slowly running it along the thick vein that ran underneath the shaft before swirling her tongue around the head. After a few swirls, she pursed her lips and took it into her mouth, lightly scraping it with her teeth as she did so. Still running her tongue around the entire head, she sucked on it gently, pulling more and more of his cock into her mouth, using her skilled lips and tongue to caress every inch of it. She stopped only when her lips pressed against her hand.

  Kelly's head began bobbing back and forth, pulling her lips back to the crown of the head before pushing forward and taking it all back in. Her hand became an extension of her lips, stroking the half of his cock closest to the base in rhythm with her mouth; pulling, twisting, and massaging the hard flesh of his member while her mouth did the same. Her hums and muffled moans told Matt that she enjoyed sucking him almost as much as he did.

  "Oh, my God..." Matt sighed. He closed his eyes, losing himself in the feeling as the warmth and wetness of Kelly's mouth as it enveloped his manhood. He placed his hands on top of her head and ran his fingers through her hair, savoring every last ounce of the sensation.

  Kelly sucked, licked, jerked, and teased Matt's cock for the next ten minutes. One minute, she was sucking and jerking him, bringing him to the brink of orgasm. The next she would lick his cock all over like a lollipop, flicking her tongue at the tip to taste the clear precum, teasing him and delaying his release. She fondled his smooth shaven balls, sucking them into her mouth to explore them as she had explored his dick. She did everything in her considerable repertoire to stimulate him, but she also intended to delay his gratification until the last possible moment.

  Matt was in heaven. This wasn't the first blowjob he had ever received, by any means. But many of the ones he had before had been tepid, self-concious affairs. Many girls he had been with were inexperienced, unsure of themselves, and of what to do. Kelly was different. She inflamed his senses with a skill that only extensive experience could bestow, and devoured him with confidence that bordered on reckless abandon. His hands each held a handful of hair now, firmly yet subtly setting the pace and rythm that pleased him most, showing her just how he liked it.

  Finally, gratification could be delayed no more. Matt began involuntarily bucking his hips and tightened his grip on her hair, pulling it hard enough to elicit a sharp moan of masochistic delight from Kelly.

  "I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum, Kelly...I'm cumming!" Matt groaned.

  He threw his head back and clenched his eyes shut as his orgasm washed over him like a tidal wave. He couldn't tell if the stars he saw were a reaction to the muscles in his face pressing against his eyes, or if they were from the pleasure he was receiving, easily the best he had ever had.

  Kelly let go of his cock and grabbed his ass with both hands, pulling him in even closer. Craining her neck forward, she took Matt's entire cock into her mouth right as the first burst of cum erupted from it. His cock bucked in her mouth, shooting thick loads of hot, creamy cum straight down her throat. When the forceful spasms finally subsided, he released his grip on her hair, which settled back down in a tangled mass on the top of her head. Slowly pulling her head back to withdraw his member, her lips lingering on the head before it finally popped out with a hungry slurp. Once her mouth was empty, Kelly quickly gulped down the huge pool of jizz that had gathered in the back of her throat.

  Matt's dick shimmered with Kelly's saliva as she released his ass cheeks and took it in her hands again, massaging it gently.

  "How was that?" she asked, laughing softly as she watched Matt come back down to Earth.

  "That was amazing." he sighed. He wiped the beads of sweat off his brow and met her amorous gaze, wondering what was next.

  "Glad you liked it. Now it's your turn." she said. Releasing his dick, she lowered herself backwards onto her elbows and spread her legs, revealing her aroused sex lips to him . Matt drank in the sight of her gorgeous pussy. It's engorged lips were opened wide to receive it's own pleasure. The increased blood flow from her arousal had tinted her entire pussy a dull red, making it look much like a flower indeed. Her narrow clit had also enlarged and reddened, begging for stimulation. Her juices had flowed heavily while she sucked him, coating much of her pussy and inner thighs with a glistening film that he wanted more than anything to taste.

  "You do eat pussy, don't you Matt?" She questioned. He did, of course. He learned how a long time ago from past escapades how to please a woman with his hands and mouth. But after a blowjob like the one he had just received, he hoped he knew enough to give her half the pleasure she had given him. Visions of pussies, clits, and women's faces gnarled in the throes o
f passion and ecstasy flashed through his mind like a slide reel as he tried to remember the tricks and techniques he had picked up over the years. "You can be the judge of that." he answered, kneeling down between her legs, brushing his palms up and down her inner thighs.

  Still holding her thighs, he used his thumbs to gently stroke and massage her tender outer lips, spreading her juices around as he did so. He could see the fluids leaking from her narrow slit drip down her taint and onto her light pink asshole. He could even smell her excitement, which in turn excited him tremendously. Kelly moaned gently at the initial stimulation. She moaned louder when Matt inserted a finger, gently at first, inside her dripping wet pussy, and began to moving it in and out in a circular motion.

  "I want two fingers." Kelly sighed during a brief lull in her moaning. Matt obligingly inserted another finger inside her, and after a few minutes, slowly transitioned techniques from moving his two middle fingers in and out of her in a twisting motion to curling them upwards in a 'come hither' fashion, and gently tickling her swollen g-spot as his other thumb began rubbing her aching clit in a circular motion. Kelly began massaging her tits, toying with her nipples, and thrusting her hips slowly as the sensation became more intense.

  "Ooh yeah...right there! Don't stop!" she moaned.

  Kelly's hips began to move faster and harder, and Matt sensed that she was nearing the point of no return, and suddenly backed off. He maintained the same motion and rhythm, but with less pressure, intending to tease her the same way she had teased him. Turnabout was fair play, he figured. He did this twice, before deciding he had teased her enough. Pressing down on her pubic mound and continuing to rub her clit, he now held his fingers still and used his arm to rapidly jerk them back and forth inside her. He was aware of his own rejuvenated arousal as he felt the upward pressure from his fingertips press into the palm of his other hand as they moved inside her body.

  "Oh God...oh God...I'm cumming!" The words melted into a long, high pitched scream as Kelly's orgasm overtook her. Her fingers almost unconsciously clutched her nipples roughly and twisted them, the slight pain contrasting with, and strangely enhancing the pleasure. Her legs and stomach shook and her pubic muscles sharply contracted as her body reveled in a sublime state of climax. After what seemed like an eternity, her cries eased and softened to a whimper as she came down from her orgasmic stupor. She still trembled and recoiled slightly when Matt ran his fingers between her inner and outer lips.