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This is a scene from The Girl Holding the Big Tool. Sarah has been working on the house, putting up siding on the new extension. As a little thank-you to Brett for saving her life – twice! – she worked naked in the hot sun all afternoon and let him help...
She waited there, allowing me to ogle her. Then she turned around and climbed down, clad only in work boots. “Does this repay you?” she asked. “For saving my life?”
“What?” I asked the question innocently, but I already knew that was the reason for her nudity. I’d saved her life once, and she’d taken her top off. I’d saved her life again, and she’d stripped off her shorts.
Answering was difficult. A ‘no’ would suggest her naked body was not enough. But a ‘yes’ would mean the end of the nude display.
I had to be honest though. “Yes. Thank you. I enjoyed every minute of helping you put up siding.”
She smiled. Then she gave me a push on the chest. “Good. Now fuck off.”
But it wasn’t the end.
As I cooled off in the house, I watched her walking naked across the lawn toward the pool. She dove in, and I suddenly had an urge to go swim.
Would that be too clingy and pervy, though? I didn’t want to be a pest.
Fuck that. I’ll be a pest all day long.
I watched her climb out. She stood in the sun, dripping while she flung her hair back. Then she went to lay down on the grass.
I had to join her. I wandered out there, still in boxers, still with a cock that kept rising and falling. I just couldn’t keep it down.
She was lying on her front and seemed to be expecting me. “Good. Sunscreen, please.”
My dream come true.
It was the spray-on kind, which was a shame, but I dutifully sprayed her back and shoulders. “Rub it in,” she said, up on her elbows as she thumbed through her phone.
Rub it in?
I did so, happy to oblige. When I finished with her back, I moved down to her sides. A quick spray here, and another spray on the other side, and then I put the can down and used my hands, leaning over her and wondering how far I could go. I rubbed gently, working my way down her sides toward the front, until my fingers brushed the sides of her breasts.
She said nothing, so I continued, casually sliding my hands from her armpits to her hips, and each time reaching around to her front a little more. Still she said nothing, so I leaned closer still and cupped both breasts firmly in my hands.
I almost shot my wad right then. My cock was rock-hard and struggling to get free of my boxers.
“Don’t you have my back to finish first?” she asked quietly.
“Oh, right,” I said, releasing her incredibly soft hanging breasts.
I moved down to her butt. Spray, spray, then hands on. I took my time. She had plenty of butt to work with, and I kneaded and caressed every square inch, including inside her butt crack. I stuck my fingers down in there and worked it from where the crease began all the way down to her anus. Especially her anus. I spent a lot of time sliding my fingers around down there, and I dug in a little, pushing one finger into her butt hole to see what she would do.
“Legs,” she murmured. “Feet first.”
Her voice sounded a little shaky.
I moved on down to her feet. I worked her calves and backs of knees slowly, not wanting to seem too eager. Then her outer thighs and hips.
Finally, her inner thighs. I sprayed and massaged, moving upward toward her crotch. As my fingers stroked her cleft, she sighed and began to roll over.
“How about you quit messing about and do the front now?”
She closed her eyes.
I began all over again—arms, shoulders, neck, then down to her chest where I spent an inordinate amount of time squeezing and massaging her fabulous slippery breasts. Her nipples were hard, and I plucked and thumbed them repeatedly. Since she had her eyes closed, I leaned closer and used my tongue just to see if she would notice.
And as I suckled on a nipple, my resolve broke. My climax erupted, and just in time I wrenched my cock over the top of my boxers and exploded. My cum spurted in three directions as I shuddered and convulsed. It was absolutely the most powerful non-sex climax I’d ever had, thanks to the long build-up that afternoon.
Fuck!
Sarah rose up on her elbows. “Well, now you’ve got your cum all over my belly.” She looked at me, looked down at my wet cock sticking out of my shorts, and nodded. “Okay. Now I think I’ve repaid you.”
“Oh yeah,” I said, nodding. I sank back on the grass, still pointing skyward and dribbling. “Oh my God, Sarah. Let me save your life anytime.”
She got up then and walked away, saying she was going to get a shower.
