Fateful Meeting, Part 3

One week to the day after Kat and I first met in that lingerie shop, it was my thirty-eighth birthday. July 13, 2013. Kat picked me up at my place. We drove to a buffet where you could have just about any dish you wanted, fresh and hot. Fresh and hot, like us. You pay as you enter and take whatever you want to eat. All top quality cooking. We each picked out little samples of whatever food looked good to us. We needed energy for sex, but we didn’t want to be too bloated on food to enjoy the sex later. Kat selected a little reddish-pink cupcake. “A sweet cupcake for my sweet cupcake’s birthday,” she smiled. She pulled a small red birthday candle out of her purse, lit it on the table candle bowl, and stuck it in the cupcake. Right on cue, as I blew out the candle, the buffet cashier came by, and she starting singing some goofy made-up birthday song. “What did you wish for?” the cashier asked. “I couldn’t wish for anything more than who’s seated across from me at this table,” I smiled. Kat leaned across the table and whispered hotly “You just wait until I get you alone. I’ll make your every dream come true.” Kat sat back down, and thanked the cashier for her silly little song. As the cashier walked away, I suddenly felt Kat’s bare foot under my skirt, her toes wriggling against güvenilir bahis my panties. I could barely breathe, much less talk, but I managed to ask her “Are you ready to get out of here?” On the way back to her car, we stopped to kiss. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and moaned “You know where I wish my tongue was right now.” “Hey,” she grinned. “You’re the birthday girl. No wish of yours can be denied today.” We got in her car and as she drove, I slipped my hand up her skirt. “No panties! Oh darling, thank you for that!” We drove right past the motel where we had made love for the second time, just five days earlier. “Where are we going?” I asked. “I’ve told you I like taking photos of plants, animals, and scenery out in nature. I want to share that part of my life with you.” We drove to a beautiful woods. We walked hand in hand, stopping from time to time for her to photograph a colorful; flower, a butterfly, a brightly colored bird, a towering tree. She showed me the photos in her camera, and they were beautiful. She has a real artist’s eye with her camera. “I have a surprise for you,” she told me, as we walked on. Walking through the woods, we rounded a bend and came upon a picturesque little lake in a clearing in the woods. A tiny waterfall at the far end. güvenilir bahis siteleri A beautiful, romantic spot. This was her surprise for me, and it was a nice one indeed. “The water here is surprisingly warm. I think there’s hot spring deep under the lake or something.” Kat stripped off her blouse and skirt very quickly, exposing the whole luscious naked body I had already made love to twice that past week. As I stripped too, she ran to the lake and stepped in, swimming in little circles as I approached. When I swam to her, she put her arms around me and kissed me. “Happy birthday, oh sexy one!” she grinned, as her round, pretty little breasts mashed hard into my own bigger, fuller tits while we stood facing each other in the lake. All I could manage to say at that point was “Mmmmmm!” I raised my legs and wrapped them around her waist, right at the water level to support my body. I wriggled and squirmed until I could feel her pussy against my own. And we kissed again, our tongues dancing happily around each other. “Best…..birthday….ever!” I moaned. “You ain’t seen nothing yet!” Kat winked. Reluctantly, we broke our passion, got out of the water, got dressed, and drove off yet again. Our next stop was the lingerie shop where we first met just one week earlier. iddaa siteleri We looked at beautiful outfits and tried a few on for each other. “You are making me so horny!” I moaned. “Me? Damn Justine, don’t you know how wet you make me?” Kat suddenly blurted out “What’s your favorite flavor?” “That’s easy,” I laughed. “Kat come.” Kat laughed. “I meant, a fruit flavor.” “Hmm,” I replied. “Peach, I guess.” “Mine’s strawberry,” she countered. And with that, Kat picked up two jars off the store shelf. I read the labels. “Peach tingle” and “Strawberry stimulation.” Personal lubricants. Not that we needed them. I was dripping into my panties, and there was a very visible spot on pantiless Kat’s skirt. But I instantly got even hornier at the thought of a mouthful of “Peach-Flavored Kat Juice.” And I could tell Kat was eager to taste the flavor of “Strawberry Justine Come,” right out of my pussy. And then off to an even more elegant hotel than the first time. This room had champagne chilling in a bucket. Royal Purple drapes. Even a Jacuzzi sunk right into the bedroom floor! “Happy birthday, darling!” Kat kissed me hard. We stripped each other slowly, sensuously, erotically. Kissing each new exposed spot on each other’s bodies. “So, Birthday Girl….which first? Bed or Jacuzzi?” I tripped her, my foot behind her leg, sending her over backward onto the plush carpet. “Neither! Right here on the carpet!” And with that, I climbed on the face-up Kat and rubbed my throbbing, desperately horny clit hard against hers.