Brandy Puts Me in a Tight Spot (Chapter Four of My History with Brandy) - Sex Stories

Brandy Puts Me in a Tight Spot (Chapter Four of My History with Brandy)

I must have dozed off, because when I opened my eyes, Brandy was standing at the foot of my lounge chair, blocking the sun as it descended towards the distant valley behind the house. She was silhouetted by the sun, her glorious figure darkened, the sun's rays forming a halo around her body. "Here, baby," she said as she handed me a fresh gin and tonic. I reached up and felt the refreshing coldness of the glass, only slightly damp with condensed water in the dry air. Taking a sip, I marveled at the wide range of sensations I had experienced already that day: flight, fantastic food, beautiful women, and the thrill of speed! Not to mention the indulgence in Brandy's fantastic body, and two incredible orgasms so far. Yes, I was certainly living a charmed life. "I can see your mind working behind that pretty face of yours," she said. "What are you thinking about?" "I was just musing about what an incredible day we've had so far," I said. "Well, it's only going to get better!" Brandy quipped. Taking the bottle of baby oil she had brought with her and pouring a handful, she sat at the end of the chase and began to rub it into my skin. The liquid had warmed in the sun, and felt fantastic as she began at my feet, stroking my flesh as she worked her way up my legs. "You, Stephen, have the most beautiful calves I've ever seen. I absolutely love rubbing your legs! I can nearly feel the power in them. It makes me wet just thinking about it!" "Well, your hands feel wonderful, Brandy, ...

... and you're welcome to touch me any time and any where you want," I replied. "I'll keep that in mind," she said with a wink. She poured more oil into her hands and continued up my thighs. The attention she was giving me caused my penis to begin to stir, which she noticed right away. "My, someone is enjoying this," she remarked with a smile. I said nothing, but anticipated her touch on my growing erection. Instead, she straddled my thighs and poured a generous amount of baby oil directly on my chest. Leaning to the right to place the bottle on the table next to us, her pendulous breasts swayed provocatively mere inches from my face. I reached up to cup one in my hand. Brandy smiled, but admonished, "Just relax and enjoy this, Stephen. You can oil me up as soon as I'm done!" I relented and released the silky orb, settling instead with resting my hands on her golden thighs. As she finished oiling my torso, she leaned forward and kissed my deeply, parting her lips and probing my mouth gently with her sweet tongue. It was an incredibly erotic kiss, slow, and enticingly delicate. Her breasts grazed my slick chest, and my erection pulsed against her warm belly. Without breaking the contact between our mouths, she reached for my cock with both hands, and began milking me with soft strokes of her oiled hands. I couldn't help but moan at the intensity of the situation as I enjoyed such an intimate moment. She reached further down with one hand, and caressed my balls as she continued ...