Melanie and I have been friends for a long time, going on seven years now, so it was not so unheard of when she called a few weeks ago and suggested we hang out. It was a Saturday and the weather outside was one of those thick polleney days that just seemed to be floating on the heavy humidity. Inside though the A/C was working overtime and what that didn't take care of the Bermudian Rum mixed with coke and ice was surely covering. Mel, as I call her, even though she has numerous times told me that is not her name, arrived around 3 and let herself in with her usual calling out of, "Hope you're not decent!" I always am.
I told her, "You just missed me running around naked."
"Good thing I stopped at that red light." She laughed and dropped her purse on the floor by the couch and moved on towards the kitchen without slowing.
"Make yourself at home." I said as I turned on the TV to the Hit List Cable music station.
"I always do." she said already in the kitchen. I could hear the chimes of glass bottles, the drawer openning as she got out a knife, and the soft 'phht' as she opened the Corona's I had got for her. Mel is beer drinking girl. She doesn't like the hard stuff.
"Limes"
"Butter drawer." I said.
"Makes sense."
It was always the same kind of banter. Mel and I had hit it off when we met at work as I said nearly seven years ago and had been inseperable ever since. Constantly looking for the right someone we had even dated some of each other's friends and then decided we didn't want to get caught in the middle of something like that so we stopped setting each other up but still shared details about dates etc.
She plopped herself on the couch with her Corona tipped upside down, her thumb covering the top as the beer inside fizzed and mixed with the squeezed lime.
"So que pasa?" I asked shaking loose the ice in my glass. Mel and I could and have talked for hours each time we have gotten together. Since we no longer work together it's not as often as we like but each time is always as if no time has passed at all. As she talked about her work and her brother's upcoming wedding she slipped her sandals off and I followed her feet up to the couch next to her with my eyes.
"Are you listening?"
"Yes, your boss is a bitch and doesn't pay you what your worth, Kevin's wedding is in 3 weeks, and your father is now going to start turning his attention to you, the last of his single children." I swallowed the last of the rum and coke in triumph.
"Smart ass."
I laughed as my eyes slipped back down her legs to her toes.
"What are you looking at?"
I laughed and got up off the floor. "I was noticing how tan you are."
I walked towards the kitchen and a refill. "Liar," she called, "you were looking at my feet."
"Toes actually, and they are very tan."
"Freak."
"Maybe." I laughed.
Mel did have a great body, including her toes.
I refilled my glass with rum, coke and went to the chest freezer for a few cubes of ice.
"More lime and corona senor!"
Her spanish was awful.
"That's gonna cost you."
"Isn't mi casa su casa?" She asked
"Yes but this isn't su casa." I finished with my ice, sliced the rest of the limes and returned with 2 open bottles of Corona. We talked until the living room turned from yellow, to gold to orange. Another trip to the kitchen for more drinks, this time by Mel, had happened within the last hour where she had returned to the couch and me in front of her on the floor.
Quiet.
"So why were you looking at my toes?" she leaned onto the puffy armrest and put her fist under her chin.
"I told you, they're very tan."
"So you were just admiring my tan."
"And your nice legs."
She laughed and leaned up lifting one high above me. "I do have great legs don't I?"
"Such modesty."
She lowered her leg slowly, and purposefully down and rubbed my leg with just her toes. She looked straight into my eyes and I felt a rush of adrenaline course through me. Mel always said she loved having men rub her feet before sex but I had never truly thought I would be one of those men. Yes of course the thought had crossed my mind, especially when I was horny or masterbating but come on. Things like that happen in just those stupid stories.
I looked down at her foot slowly sliding against my folded legs.
"Like my toes?" she whispered
I looked up from her foot up her legs, past her blue jeans shorts, and over her orange tank top. I almost dropped my drink. I wasn't even sure if i actually answered her, though I do know my mouth answered yes.
"Ever suck on someone's toes?"
I smiled. "Yes, but always during sex, not just because."
She looked down at my drink and lowered her foot dipping just her big toe past the ice.
Now for sure I was going to drop my drink. I set it down before that could happen and just as she brought her toe to my lips. I tasted the rum and then holding her foot I sucked on her toe, nibbling down to the ball of her foot. I openned my eyes and she had slid down lower on the couch biting her lower lip. She slid her other leg off and set it down beside me on the floor. This time I left my eyes open and watched her as I moved down from her toes slowly over her arch nibbling. Still hanging onto her ankle I rose to my knees so now I was even with her. I slid my hand up her leg as I pressed my teeth against the ball of her foot. By the time my hand reached the bottom of her jeans she was nearly out of breath.
"Freak." I smiled
"Maybe." she heaved.
My eyes followed my hand as it moved beyond the bttom of her jeans and rubbed the the heavy material over her pussy. She reached down and took my hand to the button fly and pulled down. Letting go of her foot I used both hands to undo her jean shorts as she lifted her hips urging me to take them off, which they did very easily. She rose slowly and lifted her tank top up and over her shoulders revelaing a navy blue bra that matched the panties separating me from her swelling lips. I took her leg by the ankle and my lips and tongue started following the trail left by my fingers up her leg and past her calf. I sucked at each spot making eye contact with her with each spot being higher than the last. She put her left leg back on the couch and laid back further, letting her legs fall apart. As my lips continued up her leg my hand rubbed her pussy through her soaked panties. I trailed my tongue all the way from her thigh and pressed my lips over the wet material.
The waitband said 'JUICY'.
It sure did looked that way.
Her hands were rubbing over her nipples through her bra and the temptation was to great. I pulled on the cup nearest me and leaned down taking her hard nipple into my mouth as if it was an oasis in the desert. She moaned and grabbed the back of my head pushing my mouth over her exposed breast and to the next. She leaned up removing her bra which disappeared somewhere behind or over my back somewhere. I wasn't really concerned at the time. I sucked on one rosy red nipple and then the next and then back to the other as the sounds from us both filled the living room over the cable music.
I broke from her breasts and leaned back, away from her and out of her reach.
"What?" she looked wild eyed as i'm sure i must have as well.
I couldn't talk. I could only act. I pulled her hips off the couch forcing her to support herself with a leg on each side of me and I pulled at the sides of her panties. Her hands gripped at the cloth fabric of the couch as her panties slid away from her torso now only touching her thighs, her knees, and the down to her calfs. she stepped out of them and I tossed them so they could join her bra somewhere in the distance. My eyes moved from her eyes down to her waiting lips.
"You have a beautiful pussy."
As much as I wanted to make my way to her slowly I couldn't, and pushing aside her legs, my hands slipped around her legs from underneath so that now the weight of her hips were almost on my shoulders. The musky smell of her pussy was intoxicating, the taste like ambrosia. My tongue slid in and over her soaked lips. Shaved except for a thin stripe I traced the hair line up and then back down and then once again my tongue was back inside her. Each movement caused a groan or a gasp and I could feel her hips slowly pushing against my face. I slid my arm around and rubbed my thumb against her swollen lips up one side and down the other all the while tasting her love. At the top of the movement my thumb exposed her small heart shaped clit and I dragged my tongue over it slowly. Her hand gripped the back of my head tightly, and for an instant I really thought I would look up and see her pulling handfulls of my hair out but as I licked and flicked her clit, her hips moved in unison, all with the rhythem of my tongue. Her breathing changed, it was almost a groan and growing faster and louder. I chanced a look and she was clenching her teeth and she pushed my head back into her pussy.
I loved it.
Both of her hands hit the couch hard and gripped at the fabric, even though there was nothing to hold onto and she let out an animal sound that reached into my body, making me feel the need to be deep inside her but I couldn't stop. I sucked on her clit and her back arched. I moved both hands to cup her ass cheeks. I could feel her legs trembling. Her breathing was labored even now as she came down from the rush of her orgasm. Her face was buried into the side of the couch facing away from me.
I congratulated myself on a job well done.
I stood up and felt my erection hard against my own shorts. I unbuttoned my shirt and Mel turned to face me, her cheeks red, and pupils dialated full, like her perky nipples. She moved onto the couch folding one leg and putting then resting her foot onto the couch arm. Her left arm rubbed at her closest nipple while her other hand moved towards her darkened pussy dipping slowly around her swollen lips. What little light came from outside shone against her wet tight skin. I lowered my arms and my shirt slid straigt down to the floor behind me. My dick was so hard I could feel my heart pounding inside of it. I pushed my hands to the elastic band of my shortsa and pushed them down stepping out of them, releasing my hard-on. She eyed me all over and then sat up pulling me closer. She wrapped her hands around my dick sliding them back and forth making the rest of my body shiver. I felt like I was going to explode and she knew it. She slid onto the floor never taking her hands off of me, and as her hands slid back she wrapped her mouth around the swollen head of my dick. I could feel her tongue licking around the edge as her hands continued to slide back and forth.
"Come for me." She said pumping, licking, and sucking. I thought I would fall over and pass out. The pressure in me built up as she held on tight to my shaft and sucked again on just the head with her beautiful mouth. I couldn't hold on any longer and I moaned. She openned her mouth and pumped with her hands as streaming white come shot across her lips onto her tongue. I felt like I was going to fall. My body was shaking and was out of my control. She licked and sucked making the juices from my body disappear into her mouth.
She giggled. "Freak."
"Oh yeah." I nodded.
I pulled her up onto the couch lying her onto her back following her closely. I needed to be inside of her. Lifting her legs I brought first one foot and then the other to my lips and sucked on each of her toes. She giggled and laughed and gasped all at once as it was sometimes ticklish, sometimes ecstatic. spreading her legs slowly I slid into her waiting pussy until all of me was inside of her. I pushed deeper to make sure as our eyes met and rolled back into each of our heads. We both moaned loudly. We pumped, grinding each of ourselves into the other, gasping for air, grasping for leverage, enjoying the wetness between us. Her hands clutched at me, my back my chest, anything and everything she could grab onto. We moaned together like animals matching each others sounds as we matched each others moves. We didn't have control over ourselves, just that animalistic desperate need to come again. I leaned down and supported myself on the arm rest abover her head and pumped my hips steadily pushing my dick into her pussy again and again in the same tone and rhythem of her graons. As her sounds grew in beat and strength my hips followed. Her nails dug into my back and grabbed my ass tight, her legs wrapped around tight as she grinded her hips into me with such force we were off the couch pumping like mad. She came, grinding her teeth so tight I thought for sure I would hear them snap from the pressure, until finally she openned her mouth and a low scream escaped her lips. Her face gets so flushed when she comes that hard and it is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. She holds me tight but I need to come so I continue to pump, slowly at first and then stronger. My rhythem takes me nearly out of her and then dives back in. We both moan with every cycle. I pump and feel myself getting closer. I lean back and take her left ankle pulling it across me, she smiles and rolls off the couch and onto all fours. I'm not far behind her and position myself between her legs and guide my dick into her waiting pussy. She watches me as I slide in and her tongue licks her lips as soon as I am all the way in. I grab her hips and pump. Squeezing her ass together and holding it in a handful I grip and grab at her until the skin on her ass is red. I could feel the pressure in me building again and my fingers dig into her hips. The animal sounds are escaping again but coming from my lips this time as I pump into her. Out of control again I feel the hot come streaming out me, but this time into her. I graon again and again as I shudder with each drop that I shoot into her. I open my eyes and she is watching me come inside of her and I almost laugh, at least I would if I had the breath to do so. At last I don't think I could squeeze another drop out of me and into her. I slide out and I drop back and then all the way onto my back. She laughs and turns crawling onto me rubbing her hard nipples against my chest.
"I think you need a shower freak." she says smiling.

She still calls me that. We'll be out in a restaurant or out with freinds, which all came out and said they thought we would get together one day, liars, but when she says freak she always smiles and gives me that little devilish wink. I know what she's thinking.
Freak. Maybe....