Afternoon Delight

by Desiree Holt

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  First published in 2008, 2008

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  CONTENTS

  AFTERNOON DELIGHT

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  About the Desiree Holt

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  Afternoon Delight

  ISBN #978-1-906590-60-4

  ©Copyright Desiree Holt 2008

  Cover Art by Anne Cain ©Copyright June 2008

  Edited by Michele Paulin

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  AFTERNOON DELIGHT

  Desiree Holt

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  Dedication

  To David, as always.

  My heart and my inspiration.

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  Chapter One

  Savannah Claymore turned her head to look at her friend and condo mate, Lori Avondale, and said, “This really sucks big time."

  She saw Lori lift her sunglasses and glance sideways at her. “What could possibly suck? We're out here on our private patio, the sun is shining gloriously on our nude and freshly waxed bodies, your favourite jazz is in the CD player, and we're sharing a pitcher of orange mimosas. Even better, we don't even have to think about work for two whole days."

  "No men."

  "Excuse me?” Lori sat up and swung her legs over the side of the chaise. “Did you say no men?"

  "You heard right. Oh, we're not exactly without them.” Savannah picked up her mimosa and sipped at it. “We're just sort of between them. Right?” she sighed, and sipped at her drink. “But I do miss them."

  "Wait. I'll run to the wall over there, wave my tits down at the sidewalk and see if I can rustle up one or two."

  Savannah burst out laughing. “You would, too."

  Lori studied her friend for a moment. “Having adventures is fun, but do you ever wish you could find that one special man? Someone who could fulfil all your fantasies and you'd be satisfied to settle down with?"

  Savannah stared. “Settle down? Why would I want to settle down? I've got a great career, a great condo mate and a fantastic sex life. Give that all up?"

  Lori shrugged. “You wouldn't have to give up anything except the other men.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Oh, and one of us would have to find another place to live."

  Savannah finished the drink she held. “I don't know. I guess I've never really thought about it. Have you?"

  Lori nibbled her lower lip. “Not a lot. But every so often I get a feeling inside as if, oh, I don't know, a piece of me is missing."

  "What we need is a new man. Actually, I was thinking of a specific man."

  Lori inclined her head towards the adjoining patio. “Our new neighbour? The hunk next door?"

  "You bet. Have you taken a good look at him?"

  "Oh, yeah.” Lori wiggled her eyebrows. “Yum yum."

  Savannah licked her lips. “Yum is right. I'd like to get my mouth around him. But I swear, I think he's either gay or blind. If you had two women lying outside in the nude practically in your face, wouldn't you at least show a little curiosity?"

  "I can show curiosity without the hunk next door.” She moved to sit sideways on her lounger next to Savannah and fished two orange slices out of the pitcher. “I'm curious how you'd look with a little decoration. Shall we see?"

  Savannah giggled. “Exactly what do you have in mind?"

  "You'll see."

  One at a time, she took Savannah's nipples in her slender fingers and pulled and tugged on them until they swelled and hardened. Playfully, she leaned forward to nip at each one with white, even teeth. Then she pulled the pebbled nubs through the orange slices.

  "Ooh, that's cold,” Savannah squealed, wriggling.

  "But tingly, right?” Lori grinned at her. “Maybe we should complete the picture."

  "Like what?"

  They were both in a teasing mood, having consumed one full pitcher of mimosas already. While they definitely preferred the company of men, they'd long ago discovered they could enjoy a sexual relationship with each other without it affecting their friendship or any male relationships they might have.

  "Spread your legs, cookie,” Lori told her. “That's it. Bend your knees and put your feet flat on the lounger."

  "Going to feed my pussy mimosas?” Savannah joked.

  "Maybe. But first a little adornment right here. Pull those pussy lips open for me."

  Savannah obligingly spread the lips of her cunt as wide as she could, even hunching her hips forward a little. When Lori took her clit between thumb and forefinger she wiggled a little. “You've got the best touch, kiddo. You must have lots of practice."

  They both burst out laughing.

  "Stop that,” Lori grinned. “I can't get a good hold here.” Pulling on the clit the way she had Savannah's nipples, she slid an orange slice onto the hard little knot. “There. Now you're even."

  "Even hornier, you mean."

  "Hmm. Does that mean you'd like me to take the edge off a little for you?"

  Savannah leaned forward and pinched one of Lori's nipples. “Only if you let me do the same for you."

  "And what do we do if Mr. Studly next door happens to take a peek?"

  "Why, we'll just show him what he's missing."

  They both chuckled.

  Savannah smiled as Lori swung her leg over to straddle the lounger. Her eyes were hot with a combination of lust and mischief as she reached under Savannah's hips to pull her buttocks forward. With precise care she arranged Savannah's legs over her thighs. Savannah knew her cunt was now wide open to her friend. Already she could feel liquid gathering and the inner walls of her pussy fluttering. They'd played this game a lot, a game Savannah had first initiated and Lori had jumped into with both feet.

  "Let's see if the orange makes it any better,” Lori teased.

  Savannah felt the tip of something stroking over her clit and looked to see Lo
ri caressing that hot bud with another section of orange. The juice trickling into the creases on either side of her vagina felt cold but good. She gripped the arms of the lounger, leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “Ooh. You know just how to do that, Lori."

  "I should, after all this time."

  She continued to stimulate Savannah's clit, smiling with pleasure at the reaction she elicited. Slowly she slid one finger into Savannah's vagina, the channel already wet and slick with cream. She stroked the pink flesh, withdrawing her finger as Savannah clamped down on it.

  "No,” Savannah wailed. “Put it back."

  "Tell me what you want,” Lori taunted. “Say the words or I'll go back to my chair."

  "You shit. You always make me ask. Okay, finger fuck me. And use three fingers.” And do it now. Right now.

  Lori leaned forward, wrapped the orange slice around Savannah's clit and licked the tip peeking through the flesh of the orange slice before sliding two fingers back into the hungry channel. With the thumb of her other hand ministering to her clit, she fucked Savannah's pussy in steady strokes that grew faster and faster.

  "Three fingers,” Savannah demanded, hunching against the thrusting hand and the teasing thumb. Oh, God, this felt so good, and she wanted to come so badly.

  Lori obligingly added a third finger. As she did, she pinched the tip of her clit and Savannah convulsed. Her delicate inner walls gripped and spasmed, and her love juice flooded onto Lori's hand. Her fingers kept up the rhythm until the last of the spasms had faded and only tiny aftershocks shivered through her.

  "Whew!” Savannah let out a long breath, reached for a paper napkin and blotted her forehead.

  "Not as good as a man, but better than nothing, right?” Lori grinned.

  "Amen to that."

  The moment the fingers slid out Savannah felt something else replace them and she raised her eyebrow.

  "Orange's,” Lori told her with a wicked grin. “Sweetness to sweetness."

  "And now I suppose you want the favour returned."

  "You know exactly what I want. And I just happen to have it here.” She reached between them for a small beach bag and pulled out a thick, flexible dildo and a tube of lubricating gel.

  "Just in case, huh?” Savannah kidded. “Give it here and assume the position.” Savannah flipped the orange slices from her breasts, then took the toy and the lube Lori handed to her. “I'll bet I don't even have to tease your cunt, do I? You just think of getting fucked with this, the way you like, and you're dripping.” She ran her fingers along Lori's slit. “Oh, yeah. Like I said, dripping. Up on your knees, now."

  "Don't you want to take out your other orange slices first?” Lori asked, as she turned around and assumed a position on her hands and knees."

  "Actually, I think they add a certain note of savoir faire,” a deep voice said from a few feet away.

  Both women froze. Lori nearly pitched off the lounger onto her face, and Savannah frantically tried to think if she could hide the things in her hands.

  "Don't let me stop you, ladies. In fact, maybe I could give you a hand."

  Savannah swivelled her head to see a huge hunk of masculinity jumping lightly over the low brick wall that separated their patio from the one next door. At least six four, she thought, with sun streaked blond hair, broad shoulders and lean hips, and muscles that flexed smoothly beneath tanned skin that shouted hours outdoors, not the gym tanning lamp. Then she looked up and nearly drowned in the exotic, emerald green eyes gleaming with good humour.

  He leaned his hips against the wall, powerful arms folded against his broad chest. In the soft jogging shorts he wore, it was impossible not to notice the nice big tent his cock was making.

  Savannah was mesmerised, unable to tear her eyes away from so much raw sex appeal.

  "I, um, didn't hear you moving around over there.” She nodded at his patio. His condo and the one she and Lori shared were the only two at that end of the building, which gave them a degree of privacy. The two patios were separated by the low brick wall their visitor now leaned against.

  He grinned. “And here I thought you were putting on this show just for my benefit. Deke Rogers,” he said, introducing himself. “And please, don't let me stop you. I'm enjoying the show."

  Lori sat back on her haunches, her eyes glazing over. Savannah could see she was just as hypnotised by the visitor. Savannah had to restrain the urge to leap up and run her tongue over every inch of his body. When she could make her mouth work properly, she said, “I'm Savannah Rogers. This is my friend, Lori Avondale. We own this condo together."

  "Do you, um, do this often?” He gestured at them with his hand.

  Savannah smiled at him. “Only to keep from getting bored—when we don't have a walking sex god around to help us."

  "Sex god, huh?” He laughed, a warm, honeyed sound. “I figured you hadn't just decided to try this for the first time. You look like you're having too much fun."

  "We thought you didn't even notice us,” Lori told him, fluttering her eyelashes in an exaggerated move.

  "Oh, I noticed all right. I've noticed a great deal. So, is this an exclusive game or can anyone play?"

  "We're very particular,” Savannah told him, coyly lowering her eyes.

  "I hope I fit your selection list because I got tired of waiting for my invitation and decided to crash the party.” He reached over the wall and lifted up a wine cooler with three bottles chilling in it. “My contribution, in case you asked me to play."

  Lori turned her head, and she and Savannah exchanged a wicked look. They both nodded imperceptibly.

  "Come on, then,” Lori told him. “Or you'll miss the next act."

  He carried over the cooler and put it down on the table between the chairs, moving with very fluid grace for such a large man.

  "I can't think of a better way to spend the afternoon than with two such hot, beautiful ladies,” he told them.

  He bent down to Lori, still on her hands and knees, cupped her face and took her mouth in a hungry kiss. His tongue swept every surface inside, greedy yet gentle, tasting, touching, until she moaned into his open mouth. She couldn't recall a kiss that had inflamed her senses the way this one did. Deke Rogers had kissing down to an art form. When he lifted his head from hers, she felt as if a part of her had been taken away.

  "That's just for openers, sweetheart.” He palmed both of her breasts with his large, warm hands, his thumbs chafing her nipples. “Fixing your taste in my mouth. More to come."

  Then he straightened to reach for Savannah who obviously waited her turn. He repeated the process with her, taking the same amount of time and care, using his tongue like a switch to turn on her senses. He cupped her breasts as he'd done with Lori, but his gasp whispered into her mouth as he realised how much bigger and longer her nipples were than Lori's. He bit down gently on her lower lip as his fingers pulled and rolled them, sending tiny shock waves of electricity through her. Even though she'd just had an orgasm, her pussy throbbed again and the juices of her arousal escaped her vagina and coated her outer lips and thighs.

  They were all panting when he turned back to the lounger.

  "We'd keep you around just for the kisses,” Savannah said when she could steady her voice. “You should wear a sign. Those kisses are highly dangerous."

  "No more than yours, ladies.” He took a moment to plant a kiss on each of their breasts and graze his teeth against each nipple, drawing a hiss of breath from each of them. “Now, where were we? Ah, yes.” He plucked the dildo from Savannah's now unresisting hands along with the tube of gel. “I think this is a good place to start, don't you? One of my favourite activities. Yours, too, I gather."

  The two women giggled again, and Lori wiggled her butt. Savannah knew how much her friend loved being fucked in the ass. It was one of her favourite activities, too. However, in all the playful afternoons and evenings she and Lori had indulged in, she'd always known her partner ahead of time. This was the first time either of them ha
d let a total stranger penetrate her rectum less than five minutes after meeting him.

  But they were already horny, and hadn't they just wished for a hunk to spice up a delightful afternoon? Deke was so absolutely, gorgeously sexy she couldn't possibly turn him away, and the thrill of having him plunder her with that dildo made her cream just thinking about it. The two of them always said, the more decadent the better, and this was about as decadent as it got.

  Savannah watched as Lori rearranged herself into a better position, her breasts tingling and cream already glistening on the insides of her thighs. Her own pussy pulsated with anticipation.

  Deke leaned down and placed a kiss on each cheek of Lori's ass, nipping with his teeth, then soothing with his tongue.

  "Do you enjoy being fucked in the ass, sweet thing?” he murmured against her skin as he trailed kisses along every inch if her spine. “Does it get you hot?"

  Lori shivered again under the rain of kisses, each one like a tiny spark of heat shooting straight to her womb. If she'd been hot before, just the touch of his lips and the thought of what he was about to do almost made her come just kneeling there.

  "Well, does it?” he repeated, swiping his tongue down the cleft of her buttocks.

  Lori turned her head to catch Savannah's eye, exchanging a glance with her. Then, in a soft, breathy voice she said. “Oh, yes. I love it."

  Deke placed another kiss on Savannah's lips, a quick touch of mouths, and a light thrust of tongue. “Why don't we do this together? Three is always better than two, don't you think?"

  "Oh, absolutely.” Savannah winked at Lori who arranged herself more comfortably, head resting on her arms, ass high in the air, legs spread apart. “We were just sitting here before, saying the same thing, believe it or not. So ... tell me, what you want me to do?"

  "Why don't you just take the cheeks of this luscious ass and hold them as wide apart for me as you can? I want to give myself the best playing field."

  Savannah did as he asked, fully exposing Lori's rosy brown anus. Knowing what her friend liked, she leaned down for a moment and blew a stream of warm air on it while Deke lubed up the dildo.