A Guest Submission
Pink Belly
Karosing@aol.com
Chapter One
A good friend of mine runs a temp service in
town. She works alone, a staff
of one, and, I often stop by to shoot the
bull with her. "Christina" is in
her early 40s, but, still looks fantastic,
and, I tell her so all the time.
One day last summer, I stopped in to see her
on her casual day. I have known
her for 6 years, and, I had never seen her
look this incredibly plain-out sexy
as she did that day. Fairly tight jeans
that really outlined how well she
took care of her great body, and, a crop-top
sweater that fell just above her
perfectly oval navel. As more of a killer
(for me, anyway), she had had a
manicure, and, her nails looked great long.
Anyway, as I am talking to her
and gazing at her peaks, she stands up to
adjust the blind just over her desk.
When she reaches up, exposing most of her
flat tummy, I playfully smack it and
say "pink belly!". She laughs, and, goes to
adjust the other blind. Same
thing happens, and, she strikes a pose, hands
on her hips, throwing out her
ass, and says "You know my tummy is ticklish",
and, rubs her newly-maniucured
hands over her exposed belly. That was
it for me. I fooled around with the
last remaining blind until she offered to
fix it, necessitating another navel-
smacking opportunity. This time, I do
it, and not stop. Tina is in extreme
laughter as my hands lightly (but enough)
slap her hot, sexy tummy into steak-
like pinkness. As her hysterics continue,
her sweater rides up further until
it is evident that she is wearing a half-cup
bra, one that just presented her
full tits like a platter. I'm tickling
and pink-bellying her, driving her
nuts, and, my hand undoes her bra clip.
Out they fly, and, to my excitement,
Tina says "Well, there they are. May as well
see the whole package now!!" I'm
still going at it with her navel, now shading
in a red color, when I remove
the blue sweater and attatch myself to her
lips (which I had always, always
eyed up as targets). Tina had really
turned me on since day one when I met
her, and, I finally had a chance to act on
it. It wasn't just her accent that
was sexy, it was the way she carried herself,
and, was so innocently sexy in
the process. "Should we be doing this?"
she asks half-heartedly. "Why not?" I
say (ignoring the fact that she is married),
"I've known you a long time, you
confide things in me that nobody else knows,
and, besides, I've always told
you that your body looks great. Now is the
part when I admit I want it.."
Fearing losing the mood, I tickle her navel
to get a laugh, and do. As Tina
is manuevering around the office sofa I was
pink-bellying her on, I guess she
figured it was ok, since she undid my belt
and zipper, and added "You're next.
Come on buddy-boy, lose the pants".
Hearing Tina talk like this hardened me
immediately. We make some sex-talk,
and, she brings her lips to mine. I
attack. By now, she had let loose of
the jeans (damn, i thought, I wanted to
do that!), and we were both naked in her office,
with only the gleaming
streams of sunlight between our bodies.
I lay her down on the couch, still
mesmerized by the sheer perfection and proportion
of her tits, and, lay on top
of her. Tina bends her back up as i
am starting to come down, and, we meet
full-speed in the middle. Frequently
wondering what she sounds like when
being fucked, i got to find out. Tina
had a mixture of squeals and heaving
breaths, and seemed to be "taking it all in"
to the very end, when she finally
let out a quick scream. She was softer,
tastier, and wetter than any 40-year
old woman in history. I debated asking
her to do my back with her new nails,
and, decided to just place her hand on my
penis for the effect. Tina played
with it, making it rise again, then lightly
kissed it a few times (despite my
urgings to "down it"). When we were
done, and, I stayed a while longer, Tina
commented that it was "nothing to be ashamed
of", and, stated that we may even
do it again. Now, though, when I go
in, and she thinks about it, she will
pick up her shirt and show me her white-again
tummy, and laugh "See, I told
you it would turn white again!". And
every time she does that, I am tempted
to pink-belly that body all over again.
Maybe next time I go in and have a
few hours to spare.
The author welcomes your comments --Karosing@aol.com