TROPICAL HEAT WAVE
Disgusted with her boyfriend, a girl decides to try the other side of life…and likes it
My live-in boyfriend, Jack, had been carrying on an e-mail relationship with another woman for a couple of months, and I’d had it! We had a big blowout the night before, and I was plain worn out! Tired of all the arguing, I decided to find an apartment. I’d made my decision; I was moving out!
I left work at noon to look for an apartment near the office and drove to a complex I’d noticed many times. Plentiful lush trees and luxuriant landscaping gave it an almost tropical look, although this is northern California. I’d always been curious about the place; its secludedness was intriguing.
I stopped by the Hawaiian Gardens’ office but found no one in. It was lunchtime, I reasoned, so I might as well take a tour on my own, see if the complex was anything like I’d imagined.
Following a cobblestoned walkway, I rounded a corner and came upon a large, sparkling blue pool with a small fountain in the middle. Then I stopped in my tracks. A couple of tanned women were lying topless on chaise longues just a few feet away, partially hidden by the lush foliage. Not only were they lying quite close together, but it appeared they were holding hands! Then, to my surprise, the blonde leaned over and kissed the other! I started to backpedal but I tripped over my own feet. The women didn’t seem startled but turned to look in amusement at my flaming red face when I finally stood up again, straightening my clothes.
“Hope we didn’t scare you,” said the lithe blonde with the impressively large tits.
Before I could open my mouth, the dark-haired one explained with a chuckle, “This is a very unique apartment complex. You might find anything going on here at any given time. No kids allowed, of course. Are you looking for someone in particular?”
A couple of weeks later, I moved into my new apartment. Yes, that woman had been right. I was looking for someone. Being so disgusted with my boyfriend, I was ready to switch sides and see how that worked out.
Why limit yourself, I’ve always said. Well, this place was ripe for me! The new adventuress! It was a wonderful place and put me in a wonderful mood. A sexy, exciting mood.
I stopped unpacking to take a break around noon on my first day. I lay on my bed and fantasized. I was horny. Jack and I hadn’t had sex in weeks. He didn’t care anymore. He did ask me when I left where I was going, but I refused to answer. He soon gave up and said I could go to hell for all he cared.
The bedroom window was open, and I could hear the fronds outside brushing against the screen. It was a perfect, breezy afternoon, and I closed my eyes, imagining I was in the tropics, so easy to do with the fragrance of the profusion of hibiscus blossoms everywhere.
I reached down and felt my cunt. I was damp. Sliding my shorts off, I spread my thighs wide. It was nice being alone, doing what I wanted, when I wanted. Lying there on the bare mattress, fingering my cunt, I felt decadent. Not knowing which box my vibrator was buried in, I had to resort to my fingers for pleasure.
I rocked my hips back and forth, working myself on my finger pressed to my slit. I slipped the finger inside and felt the wetness increase. Pulling my finger out, I began rubbing its slickness on my clit, making it stand up at attention. I circled and circled, getting it real hard. The tingling grew. Moans started escaping my lips as I imagined another girl doing this to me.
That seemed a definite possibility, living here. As far as I knew, this place was loaded with lesbians, gays, bis, and other free-spirited and open-minded people. Being single and open-minded, which I’d had to attest to in the application, I was allowed to rent here. The application form was quite different from any other I had ever filled out. Some of the questions might have been considered “forward.”
My thighs pulled back on their own, opening my cunt wider. Oh, yeah…the feeling was building. I massaged harder, felt myself stiffen and my cunt grow taut, the lips heavy and firm with the need to come.
And I was about to! Dipping my finger in and out, in and out, then rubbing my clitty firmly and repeatedly was beginning to work. I gasped and spasmed, my thighs flailing straight out.
“Oh!” I croaked out loud as my lower half jerked about five times from the self-induced pleasure. Finally I started to relax, and the warmth spread through me deliciously. “Ahhhh,” I sighed. I was ready to resume unpacking.
After spending the rest of the day unpacking the rest of the boxes, I decided to stop by the pool. I brazenly removed my top and settled in for a relaxing hour or so. It was only about 4:30. It felt wonderful to have the warm sunshine caressing my bare tits. I started getting a little aroused just thinking about what I had done earlier up in my bedroom. I felt so sexy topless in only a bright blue bikini bottom that matched my eyes. Suddenly I heard footsteps and opened my eyes behind my sunglasses. There was the blonde I’d met before. She was boldly checking me out. I stirred a little as though asleep.
“You’re very pretty,” she whispered. Then I heard her settle on the chaise longue next to me. I gulped quietly.
“My name’s Shanna,” she said, knowing I wasn’t asleep. “Would you care to join me and my roommate and some friends for dinner tonight?”
I chose my nearly sheer lilac sundress for dinner and wore no panties. Assuming what was likely to happen that night, I figured I’d be better off without them. In fact, if it didn’t happen, I would be disappointed. Locking my door behind me, I was off to a new adventure.
Exotic drinks flowed, and the BBQ chicken kabobs on the grill smelled delicious. There were several girls mingling about the spacious apartment. Shanna and her lover, Marilyn, were gracious hostesses. There were a few men there, but they appeared to be couples as well.
Soon I noticed that a girl with short, dark hair and wide brown eyes was checking me out. She was about my size; slender and average height, pretty and feminine, and that was fine with me. I returned her stare boldly and felt my cunt growing wet. Yes, I was ready for this night to begin. She walked up to me, extending her hand. “Hi, my name’s Jennifer. Jen. And yours?” she sipped her pink Mai Tai.
Her grip was firm. I held it for a moment longer than necessary. “Name’s Candy. Just moved in. Tonight is my first night in my apartment.” I sipped my drink and looked her in the eyes.
“Well, you must celebrate your first night. We do that a lot here. Celebrate for all types of occasions.” She smiled as if to let me know I was just that type of occasion. “Let’s take a walk,” she said and took my hand.
I didn’t want to be an ungrateful guest, leaving the party early, but Shanna gave me a knowing wave and a smile. Suddenly she said, “Hold it!” and went out to the patio, returning with a strong paper plate with two delicious-smelling kabobs. “Here, you two. You’ll need this later for sustenance.” She laughed.
We walked about the grounds, between apartments and lush foliage loaded with the bright pink and red hibiscus. We sat by the pool and nibbled our kabobs until they were gone. No words were spoken.
Jen was licking her fingers clean and glanced over at me. I wanted to kiss her. Right then. My whole being changed in this heady atmosphere. As if reading my mind, Jennifer leaned over and kissed my lips gently.
I returned the pressure, and her tongue slipped in to taste me. “Let’s go to my place,” she whispered. I didn’t have to answer. I could barely follow her, as my cunt seemed to have swollen to twice its size and started to ache.
We entered her apartment and headed straight to the bedroom after she dumped the paper plate in the kitchen. Stripping off our dresses, we both giggled when we realized neither of us had anything on underneath. We lay down on the bed and cuddled, kissed, and wrapped our legs about each other, pressing cunts together tightly, then rocked back and forth.
I said, “I have to tell you I haven’t been with a woman before.”
She shushed me with a finger to my lips. “You won’t regret it,” she replied with a smile playing about her lips. “It will come naturally. Why do you think you’re so open to this?”
I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t say, “It’s because I wanted to get away from my boyfriend. Revenge.” No, I couldn’t say why I was here, only that I wanted to be, and that was enough.
She scooted down to take my pink nipple into her mouth, sucking firmly and playing with my other nipple. After a few moments, I was squirming for further action. I spread my thighs wide and bent my knees. I wanted her down there in the worst way! Jen started working her way down. Her tongue trailed over my taut skin, nearly burning me as my desire grew. She was electrifying me!
I held her head and ran my fingers through her soft hair as she went even lower. I thrust my hips up at her, waiting for the moment of truth. A woman’s tongue right there! Right in my cunt! The thought made me dizzy!
Jen was getting closer now. She kissed around my open slit, kissing my inner thighs and the folds of my outer lips. I was so excited, a little gush of liquid found its way down my ass-crack, wetting the bed. Getting real close, Jen inspected my cunt, inserted her finger up to the first knuckle, and lightly fucked my hole. I gasped at the flame of pleasure she ignited. This was nothing like Jack. This was incredible! I wanted her to eat me up!
Jen licked up one side of my inner lips and down the other, circling my whole cunt area. Then she flicked her tongue over my clit, and I knew this wasn’t going to take long. Spreading my wet tissues flat with her fingers, she dragged her tongue over the entire sensitive area. Over and over again she did that until I was a quivering mass of nerves.
I couldn’t hold back. My legs stiffened, and my hips gyrated. My cunt was reaching for her, craving each slurp of her magnificently talented tongue. I let out a little uninhibited scream as her loving assault kept on, riding the continuous wave until it finally subsided. I caught my breath and calmed down, and she crawled up next to me to lie down and hold me.
“Good?” she asked. “As good as men?”
“Men? Men? What are those?”
I returned the favor to Jen, and she was right—nature took its course, and I was a natural. I had her coming in about 10 minutes, once I got the hang of how much pressure and repetition I needed to get her clit into prime time. She tasted like salty candy, and I loved knowing I could give her so much pleasure.
We had a drink to toast the evening’s adventure, then decided to take a dip. We slipped outside naked in the moonlight to the pool. Jennifer stepped down the three steps, then did a breast stroke out to the middle. She rolled over onto her back, tits bobbing, and called for me to come on in.
I dived in head-first and came up next to her, shoving the hair out of my face. The water was warm and refreshing. “This is wonderful!” I exclaimed, paddling hard to stay afloat. She wrapped her legs about my waist and ground her cunt into mine. “Let’s fuck again,” she said, then kissed me fully on the lips.
We made our way to the deep end of the pool, to the diving board. I grabbed it and hung there, swaying my lower body toward her in the water. She gripped my hips and started licking my cunt.
I opened my legs wide and let her lick. Humping my hips, I gave up my cunt to her greedy tongue as she slathered it repeatedly across my tender clit. I was ready for another orgasm.
I didn’t notice the two guys until they got up from the chaise longue partially hidden by a tree. Obviously they had been watching us, and now they began fucking too. I didn’t care. Then I watched them go into one of the apartments, probably intending to go at it again. Knowing they had been watching only made it better as my orgasm started to hit me. There I was, hanging from the board with my thighs wildly spread and Jen’s head bobbing between, causing me such delicious pleasure.
Oh! That was it! I came with a loud cry, not caring who heard me. My hips jerked hard, and Jen hung on tight until her tongue had lapped up every drop of my juices.
Weakly I let go of the board and sank down into the water. We hugged and kissed, then swam to the side to recover.
“Did you ever do that before?” she asked swiping water from her face.
“Never. Get up there and sit on the side.” She did. I got between her open thighs and started licking her. She bent her knees and dropped her thighs back as far as she could, and I lapped at her, prying her nether lips open with my fingers, trying to get inside her tunnel of love with my exploring tongue.
I fucked her like that for a few minutes, then sucked on her clit until she came, biting into her wrist to stifle the screams.
I awoke in my bed with the sun filtering through the window. Stretching luxuriously, I felt wonderful. The muscles were a bit sore in my shoulders from hanging from that diving board, and my thigh muscles were tender from being parted for so long. I giggled. What a night it had been! And I knew there would be many, many more. I had been so right in taking an apartment in this place. I got up and turned on the coffee machine, took my shower, and settled down at my computer for the morning’s news and e-mails.
Oh! A message from Jack! He said he missed me terribly and wondered where I was living. Could he come see me?
Hmmmm, did I want to see him again? Did I still love him? Miss his touch? I wondered for at least three seconds.
Smiling as I sipped my hot coffee, I deleted him from my address book. I’d found my tropical paradise…and I sure didn’t need him swinging down from the trees!