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"Who Wants to Go For a Dip?"

Layla parked her Mustang and walked into the house on a warm Miami afternoon. She called out for Lizzy, but got no answer. Of course, she realized, Lizzy must be out by the pool. Layla took care of a few chores, including feeding her pet cat. Then she changed into her newest and skimpiest bikini, and finally stepped through the sliding glass door into the back yard. She turned toward the pool, then halted, taking in a sight that never failed to please her: Lizzy. This woman was, by far, the best thing that had ever happened to Layla. No day went by that she didn't stop to think how lucky they were to have found each other. Lizzy was intelligent, charming, funny, and made Layla feel absolutely wonderful. And incidentally, she also happened to be unbelievably gorgeous, with the greatest breasts Layla had ever seen. Layla just stared at her, lying by the pool, her body sleek in a sexy, high cut Speedo swim suit, her skin shining from the sun tan oil she'd applied, her thick brown hair still wet, her chest heaving from a recent swim.

Approaching the pool, Layla called out a cheery "Hey, babe." Lizzy, opening her brown eyes, looked up and said, "Hey yourself." Smiling as her eyes roamed over Layla's mostly exposed body, Lizzy asked, "I don't suppose you feel like bringing me a pepsi." "One step ahead of you - again," Layla said, producing her favorite drink from behind her back. She had brought out a pepsi for herself, as well.

Layla turned down the classical music Lizzy had playing, and took a seat in the chair next to her. They began to chat about their plans for later that Saturday night. It was nothing special, just what movie they'd see, where they could get a great Empandas dinner afterwards, if they should go alone or with another couple... Absentmindedly, just instinctively really, Lizzy began to gently stroke the outside of Layla's thigh as they talked. She continued speaking a moment, then smiled at her. "Are you trying to seduce me?" Layla asked. Caught off guard, Lizzy muttered, "Uh, no, I just, you know, wanted to touch you." "Oh, I see." Layla replied, getting to her feet and standing over Lizzy. "I thought I turned you on, I thought you liked seeing me in my bikini, or maybe just my thong. But maybe I was wrong." They both knew she was kidding - they had a fabulous sex life, and each was incredibly hot for the other - but it seemed like they'd stumbled into a fun little game. "Well, you know, we have been together some time now..." Lizzy replied, playing along.

"Hmmm," Layla said, as she slowly began to remove the top of her bikini. "So these do nothing for you? Is that what you're saying?" Lizzy gazed at her breasts, wanting nothing more than to tease them, caress them, wallow in them, worship them. To Lizzy, Layla's breasts were better than vanilla. Instead, "Nope, don't do a thing for me," was what she lied, and not very convincingly. "Uh-huh," Layla said, continuing the charade. "Then I suppose this doesn't interest you either." And with that, Layla pushed down the bottom of her bikini, revealing her neatly trimmed tuft of hair. Lizzy stared at her perfect triangle a moment, then shook her head. "What can I tell ya'?" she said. "It's just not doing it for me." "I see," Layla said, her brown eyes flashing in mock anger. And with a dramatic harrumph, she turned on her heel, and dove into the pool.

Lizzy watched as Layla swam a couple of laps, knifing beautifully through the water, her brown hair flowing down her back, her delightfully bare a** skimming above the surface. And, of course, Lizzy was turned on - in fact, she'd been wet from the moment they started playing this game. "You know, "Lizzy called out, "I may not be interested in sex, but I think a swim might do me some good, too. Burn off some of that tacos I've been eating." "Fine," Layla yelled back, stopping at the edge nearest her. "Whatever turns you on."

Lizzy stood up, revealing a pair of erect nipples ready to burst from her suit. She really looked sexy, Layla thought, just like when she only wears her laced bra. "Not turned on, you say?" Layla kidded her, staring at her swollen buds. "Then what're those?" Countered Lizzy: "Uh, those would be my buoys. You know, in case I get a cramp and have to free float for a while." Lizzy nodded sarcastically. "They're not going to work very well if they're trapped like that," Layla said. "Good point," Lizzy replied, yanking her suit down and allowing her breasts to spring forth. She strutted naked toward the edge of the pool, knowing full well Layla's eyes were on her bouncing tits and rounded a**. Layla's eyes were on more than that--taking advantage of the chance to admire Lizzy's entire body. "Look at the breasts on that girl," she thought to herself.

Lizzy reached the pool steps and walked slowly and sensuously down into the water. Dipping herself all the way in, she arose glistening and with a devilish eye asked Layla, "Wanna race?" "No, go ahead," Layla replied. "I'll just watch. And I hope those 'buoys' don't slow you down too much." Lizzy smiled, then took off for the far end of the pool. Her warm and tender 'buoys' luxuriated in the cool water, and the churning of her strokes caused water to gently ebb across her now-humming p***y. "This is better than our hand-held shower massager." Lizzy thought as she executed a flip turn and headed back to where Layla waited.

Swimming with her head down, Lizzy reached the edge of the shallow end and emerged to find herself smack dab between Layla's open legs. Perched and spread out on the pool's edge, Layla asked, "You want a second chance on that seduction thing?" Staring into that beautiful and inviting p***y, Lizzy couldn't play the game any longer. "God, you're beautiful," she said, her brown eyes revealing her lust. She reached out to caress Layla's silken thighs. Rising up in the shallow end, Lizzy leaned over to kiss Layla deeply, passionately. Lizzy pressed her wet body to Layla's, and grasping her tight enough to feel their hearts beat together.

Lizzy's kisses moved to her ears, down her neck, down her arm. Lizzy cupped Layla's breasts in her hands, lavishing soft, wet kisses on her voluptuous globes. She sucked and gently gnawed Layla's nipples, sending shivers through her entire body. Layla reached down into the water and lazily let her fingers dance across Lizzy's submerged p***y. Gently tickling Lizzy's hair, Layla dove her fingers deep into the underwater cave, slithering her digits lightly up and down Lizzy's sensitive slit. For Lizzy, this underwater spelunking became an almost unbearable as she realized there was a whole new game on now.

Lizzy continued to lavish her affections on Layla's breasts for a moment, then began to slowly trail her tongue down her belly. She had to pull back to continue the descent, meaning Layla lost contact with Lizzy's getting-juicier-by-the-moment c**t. Layla let out a little cry of disappointment which quickly turned to a moan of pleasure as Lizzy's tongue found its way into Layla's steaming crevice. Lizzy began to slowly lick the length of her slickened slit, from her engorged vaginal lips all the way up to her rising c**t. Layla's breathing began to quicken. "Oh god," she moaned, "that feels so good."

Lizzy loved to lick Layla's p***y. The power of this intimate love act connected Lizzy to Layla's core, making her proud to provide her lover with such exquisite pleasure. And if her moaning was any indication, Layla was definitely enjoying it. Lizzy's talented tongue alternated between diving inside Layla's love tunnel to slithering figure-eight style along her lips back to her quivering c**t. Into the v****a, around the c**t. Deeper and deeper into the valley, longer and stronger around the peak. Layla could feel her toes curling, her thighs tensing, the heat radiating from her c**t to her tender nipples. Extending her tongue as far as it could go, Lizzy swirled lovingly deep inside Layla, tasting her, drinking her, only to withdraw again to slide up and around, up and around the now-erect nub of her pleasure. Lizzy knew Layla was close. And what she'd want. One more lap of Layla's sopping p***y, and then on to her c**t never to let go.

Lizzy's lips and tongue began a gentle rhythm on Layla's huge c**t, sucking and licking, licking and sucking, pulling and tugging, pulsing and pressing. Layla began to go crazy, her head thrashing back and forth, her completely engorged c**t throbbing with waves of pleasure. She bucked wildly, her moans loud and urgent, her feet splashing and kicking into the water. Clamping Lizzy's head against her p***y, Lizzy held on tight, cleaved to her delicious slit. "Oh god, oh god, I'm cumming," Layla groaned, and with a long, lusty scream, she exploded in Lizzy's mouth, flooding love juices across her triumphant tongue.

Taking a few minutes to catch their breath, Lizzy was then the first to speak: "If you have any energy left, I think you know what I need. You inside me. Now." Layla wasted no time getting into the pool and grabbing ahold of Lizzy who instinctively wrapped her legs around Layla's waist. Layla could feel Lizzy's drenched c**t pressing against her own and she pushed forward to let Lizzy grind against her. Keeping her mons pressed tight to Lizzy's, Layla maneuvered the two of them onto the pool steps, with Lizzy still straddling her. Their wet breasts sliding together, their tongues reached out and drew the two passionate women into a deep French kiss. Without breaking the kiss, Layla slipped her hand down into Lizzy's waiting p***y, sliding her palm back and forth. The dewy folds soaked Layla's hand, letting her know that Lizzy was ready for what she needed-a good ********. "Stop teasing me," Lizzy pleaded against lover's mouth. And with that, Layla slid one, then two fingers deep into her. "Ohhhhhh," Lizzy broke the hot kiss and moaned, "that feels so good. Don't stop, baby." And Layla didn't. Feeling Lizzy's c**t start to expand, she slid in a third finger and began to work them slowly in and out. Lizzy started to move with her and soon they were pumping together, Lizzy's c**t growing enough to allow a fourth finger inside. Lizzy started humping even harder, pushing Layla's fingers deeper and deeper inside her, getting her so wet and wide and open that Layla knew Lizzy could handle her whole fist. "Think you could take all of me?" Layla asked, "You know I'll be gentle." Lizzy, bumping and grinding on Layla's hand had no hestitation. "Forget gentle. Just ******** me, baby. ******** me hard!" And with that, Layla added her final finger and thrust her whole hand inside, causing Lizzy to gasp in ecstasy and pump even faster. Her fist fully inside, Layla's lips traveled to her ear and she whispered, "Ride me, darlin'. Just ride."

Filled to the brim with Layla's fist, Lizzy knew she was getting close. She could feel her c**t moisten uncontrollably as her stimulated walls contracted around Layla's fist. Her breathing became ragged, and her moans louder as she rode closer and closer to orgasm begging, "Give it to me. Deep in me. As deep as you can." Layla obliged, grabbing Lizzy's a** and twisting her deeper onto her now rolling fist. Lizzy got faster. And more urgent. She was practically lifting herself out of the water, pounding against Layla. Lizzy's p***y begin to pulse and an overwhelming tide began to overtake her. She knew she couldn't hold out any longer. Wrapping her legs around her and digging her nails into Layla's back, she pulled herself up for one final thrust and then, "Ohhhhhhh yessssssssssssss!" Lizzy screamed as her orgasm exploded, sending wave after wave of shuddering ecstasy out from her center, pouring her juices onto Layla's hand. Layla held on tightly as Lizzy thrashed, throbbed, and finally collapsed against her lover, spent, satisfied, in love. They continued to hold each other tightly, not wanting to move or break their exquisite connection.

Finally, Layla spoke. "So, you were saying something about 'we have been together a long time...'?" "That's right," Lizzy replied. "The best time of my life. And we're going to stay together. Forever." They smiled, and held on even tighter.