Backyard Fun

Tim kissed Evelyn on the cheek before he left for work. She was still in bed, sheets tangled around her legs, hair still tousled from the night before. He lingered a second longer, hoping she might pull him back down. She didn't. She just smiled sleepily and murmured, "Have a good day, honey."

The front door clicked shut behind him. Evelyn listened to his car pull out of the driveway. Then she stretched, slow and luxurious, feeling the pleasant ache between her thighs. She fell back asleep.

Hours later, Evelyn’s phone buzzed on the nightstand. It was a text from Millie.

Your husband left, right? Meet me in your backyard. Don’t bother getting dressed.

Evelyn's pulse jumped. She got up, heart already racing. She grabbed the bottle of coconut-scented tanning oil from the bathroom cabinet. She headed out the back door.

Millie was already there, lounging on a lawn chair in nothing but her skin. It was the kind of chair with the the adjustable back that lies flat. Her body gleamed faintly in the sunlight, each rippling muscle reflecting the intense sunlight. Her cock hung heavy between her thighs, soft for the moment, resting against one thick leg. She smiled when she saw Evelyn.

"There you are, I was hoping you'd come out quick. The sun feels perfect today. Thought we could take our time getting nice and oiled up before anything else."

Evelyn glanced toward the chain-link fence in the back of the yard. Anyone passing by could see them if they looked. Her stomach fluttered with nerves. "Out here? What if the neighbors..."

Millie chuckled softly. "That's half the fun, isn't it? The chance someone might glance over and see you like this. All flushed and needy for me." She took the bottle from Evelyn's hand, popped the cap. "Don't worry. We'll start slow. Come here."

Standing up, she invited Evelyn into the lawn chair. "Lie back. Get comfortable."

Evelyn reclined the chair until it was almost flat, then settled onto the warm vinyl padding. Lying on her back, the sun kissed her breasts, her stomach, the tops of her thighs. Millie knelt beside her. She squirted a generous palmful of oil and rubbed her hands together.

"Arms up," Millie said gently.

Evelyn lifted her arms. Millie's hands started at her wrists, smoothed the oil down in long, slow strokes. Slowly, she moved over her forearms, her biceps, down to her shoulders. The oil was warm from the sun. Millie's touch was firm but careful, strong but tender.

"Turn over," Millie murmured.

Evelyn rolled onto her stomach. Millie poured more oil onto her back, letting it pool in the small of her spine before spreading it wide. Her strong hands glided over shoulder blades, down the curve of her spine, over the swell of her ass. Her fingers kneaded the soft flesh there, thumbs dipping into the crease, teasing her most tender spots.

"You feel so good under my hands," Millie said quietly. "All soft and warm. I could do this for hours."

Millie’s tanned skin contrasted beautifully against Evelyn’s porcelain white complexion. Her strong, muscular pushed into Evelyn’s, soft, feminine body. The massage went on for some time, Millie savoring the supple housewife's tender, ignored body.

"Your turn," Millie said. Evelyn stood up and Millie took her place. "Oil me up, Make sure you get everywhere."

Evelyn sat up. Straddled Millie's hips carefully so her pussy hovered just above her thickening cock. She poured oil into her palms, rubbed them together, then started on Millie's chest. Hands sliding over soft breasts covering firm muscles, circling her dark nipples until they hardened under her thumbs. After fully appreciating Millie's chest, she worked down over the ridges of Millie’s abs. Millie's breathing deepened, but she stayed relaxed, eyes half-closed, watching Evelyn through her lashes.

"Lower," Millie encouraged. "Don't miss anything."

Evelyn's hands moved down. Over the sharp V of her hips. Then to the base of Millie's cock. It was fully hard now, lying heavy against her toned stomach. Evelyn wrapped both hands around it, slicking the oil from root to tip in slow, reverent strokes. The shaft glistened. Veins stood out under the shiny coating. Millie groaned low in her throat.

"That's perfect," she said. "Just like that. Keep going."

Evelyn worked the oil into the heavy balls beneath, rolling them gently in her palms. Then back up the length, twisting her wrists at the head, spreading the precum that had started to bead at the tip into the oil.

Evelyn couldn’t help but think of Tim last night. His pathetic cock wasn’t even worth looking at. Touching it was a chore. But this cock. This cock was a monument. It was more than worthy of her devotion. She would spend hours stroking and worshiping it given the chance.

Millie reached up, cupped Evelyn's face. "Come here."

She pulled Evelyn down into a slow, deep kiss. When they broke apart Millie guided Evelyn to straddle her properly. Her cock slid between the slick folds of Evelyn's **** cunt, not entering yet, just gliding along her moist slit.

"You ready?" Millie asked softly.

Evelyn nodded. The whole world had melted away. She didn’t think of the neighbors or Tim or anyone.

Millie lifted Evelyn's hips just enough to line up the head at her entrance. Then she eased her down. Inch by inch. Evelyn's mouth fell open as she sank onto the thick length. Full. Stretched. The oil made everything slicker, easier.

Once she was seated fully, Millie let her adjust. Hands resting on Evelyn's hips. "Take your time. Ride me however feels good."

Evelyn started slow. Rocking her hips in small circles. Grinding her clit against Millie's pubic bone. The chair creaked under them. The sun warmed her back. A soft breeze cooled her skin.

Evelyn whimpered. Picked up speed. Lifting and dropping now. Each downward motion driving the cock deep. Wet sounds carried on the air. She leaned forward, hands braced on Millie's massive tits. Her heavy breasts swayed with every bounce.

A car passed on the street beyond the house. Evelyn froze for a second.

Millie fucked her back. "It's okay. Keep going. Let them hear how good it feels."

Evelyn started again. Millie met her with thrusts of her own now, rolling her hips up to meet each drop. The oil between them made wet, lewd sounds as they picked up the pace.

"I'm close," Evelyn gasped.

"Me too," Millie said. "Cum with me. Don't hold back."

Evelyn came first. Her pussy clamped down in hard spasms. She buried her face in Millie's neck to muffle the cry. The two women’s bodies crashed together, their warm oiled tits sliding against each other. Millie followed seconds later, the hung futa groaning as she unloaded. Thick ropes filled Evelyn’s pussy until she was overflowing with spunk. Cum dripped down Millie's balls and onto the chair.

They stayed locked together. Breathing hard. Millie rubbed slow circles on Evelyn's back. Her cock began to soften.

Evelyn stayed draped across Millie's chest, still catching her breath, pussy twitching around the thick shaft buried inside her. The sun beat down on their oiled skin, making everything slick and warm.

Millie's cock twitched once. Then twitched again. Thickened. Hardened again inside, stretching her walls even further. Evelyn's pussy spasmed in response, a sudden involuntary clench that only made Millie harder.

Evelyn gasped. “Already?” Her clit throbbed against Millie's pubic bone.

Millie shifted. Her hands slid under Evelyn's ass. "Hold on."

Before Evelyn could protest, Millie stood up in one smooth motion, lifting Evelyn with her. The futa barely showed signs of exertion as she moved the blonde around like a doll. Her cock never left Evelyn’s pussy. The sudden change in angle drove it deeper, pressing hard against her front wall. Evelyn's legs wrapped instinctively around Millie's waist. Arms looped around her neck. She clung like a koala, thighs squeezing tight.

“Hang on tight, you’re still pretty slick from the oil.”

Millie walked to the middle of the yard. She took a wide stance, her hands locked under Evelyn's ass. She started to lift and drop her. Slow at first, with remarkable control. Each downward motion slammed Evelyn fully onto fifteen inches of rock hard cock. Millie’s balls slapped wetly against her ass with every toss.

Evelyn's head fell back. Mouth open. "Millie... it's so deep..."

"I know." Millie's voice was rough but steady. "You take it so well. Look at you. Taking me like you were born for it."

She sped up. Rougher now. Lifting Evelyn higher, then dropping her harder. The wet slap of their bodies echoed in the open air. Evelyn's pussy made obscene squelching sounds with every thrust. Cum from earlier leaked out, dripping down Millie's thighs.

Evelyn's first orgasm hit fast. Walls spasming wildly. Milking the thick shaft. Legs shaking around Millie's waist.

Millie didn't stop. Just kept fucking her through it. Pounding and pounding, the pace became quicker and more frantic.

The second orgasm rolled in slower, building like a wave. Evelyn's whole body tensed, then released. She cried out louder this time. She was too immersed to hold back. Her pussy clamped down hard.

"Jesus. Squeeze me like that and I'll fill you right now."

"Don't... don't stop," Evelyn panted. "Please..."

Without warning, Millie loosened her grip. In one smooth, controlled motion she dropped Evelyn straight down. Evelyn's shoulders and upper back hit the soft grass first with a gentle thud, the impact cushioned by the thick lawn. Her legs stayed high, ankles still locked in Millie's strong hands.Millie kept hold of them, spreading them wide and lifting them straight up so Evelyn's hips tilted skyward, pussy presented like an offering. The position folded her almost in half, knees hovering near her ears. Her weight rested on her shoulders and upper back now, legs held vertical by the futa towering above her.

Millie’s cock was still buried deep. The sudden shift had pushed it even harder against the front of her pussy. Evelyn’s stomach was being pushed out obscenely. She reached out to feel it. Millie’s hardness was rearranging her guts, stretching her skin thin where it pushed out. The outline of the head was clear, pressing up from the inside like it was trying to escape.

"Oh fuck," Evelyn whimpered. "It's... it's showing through my stomach..."

"I know," Millie said quietly, voice steady and warm. "Look how deep I am. Look how perfectly you take every inch. You. Are. Mine."

Millie planted her feet wide for balance, keeping Evelyn's ankles locked in her grip. Then she started to thrust downward, piledriving her cock into the helpless blonde with controlled, powerful strokes. Each plunge drove straight down, slamming the thick head against Evelyn's cervix. The bulge in her stomach appeared and disappeared with every stroke.

Millie watched the bulge intently. "See that? That's me owning you. Right here in your own backyard. Filling you so full your body has to stretch around me."

Evelyn's eyes rolled back. "Millie... too deep... you’re gonna break me..."

"You're not breaking," Millie murmured. “You’re just stretching.”

The pressure built fast. Evelyn's pussy spasmed wildly. Her third orgasm came fast, her pussy overstimulated with pleasure.

Millie groaned, low and feral. The milking walls of Evelyn’s climaxing pussy pushed her over the edge. She drove down one final time, burying herself to the hilt. Hot, thick ropes blasted straight into Evelyn's womb. Pulse after pulse of thick, hot girl cum. There was so much cum it **** her belly to swell even more. It grew and grew until the tight seal between their bodies finally failed. Thick white streams squirted messily with every following shot, running down Evelyn's ass and pooling on the grass beneath her shoulders.

Finally Millie eased her legs down gently. She unfolded Evelyn in the grass. Millie’s cock slipped free with a wet, obscene pop. A final flood poured out of her gaping pussy, soaking the grass in a wide, sticky puddle.

Millie dropped to one knee beside her, her softening, cum-slick cock hanging hanging down like an elephant trunk.

“Time to clean up your mess.”

Without hesitation, Evelyn lifted her weak, tired body. She felt used up, but every nerve still tingled with novel pleasure. She took Millie’s soft cock into her mouth, running her tongue along every ridge and savoring the sweet taste of their blended fluids.

“Good girl.” Millie purred, closing her eyes and feeling the sun on her sweaty, oily skin.

Evelyn pulled back for a moment, her voice small and wrecked. "I... I think I'm ruined for anything else."

Millie chuckled softly. “That's exactly how I want you, no one else will ever satisfy you again."

"Come on, Let's get you cleaned up. We’ll hop in the shower together. Then we'll see what else we can do before your husband gets home."

Evelyn took her hand, standing up onto shaky legs.

Cum still dripped down her inner thighs as they walked back toward the house. Millie gave her ass a possessive slap. Evelyn didn’t bother looking over her shoulder to see if the neighbors were watching. She didn’t care.