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Picking Berries in the Rain - by Jeff Zephyr  - Part 3 of 4
(jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2001.  All Commercial Rights Reserved.

"Picking Berries in the Rain" (MF cons solo oral rom)

===

I put the berries into the refrigerator to eat later with dinner.  We had juice
stains all over and a mess to clean up.  Sulie helped with that, and, though
the kitchen looked neat, we were messy, covered with juice stains, and still
wet from the rain.

"I think we may need showers," I laughed. "You can go first."

She did that.  I thought of something, and went to my room to see if I
could find what I was looking for.  I put it in her room, on the bed, before
going back to wait near the bathroom.  I was wet, but not dripping, as we
had used an old towel to wipe down first.  She came out, holding a towel
over her head, with that lovely fresh look which comes after a shower. 
Naked, not covering her lovely body, not even trying to hide her pussy or
breasts from my eyes.  

She headed off to her room, and I spoke up, saying, "I left something for
you on the bed.  I don't know if you brought one along or need one, but
my wife got it and never used it."

"What is it?"

"Easier to just go and see, I'd think."

I watched her walk down the hall, naked, and go into the room.  It was a
lovely sight, her naked back, ass, and legs, even without sunlight to
brighten the house.

She yelled down the hall, "Does it have batteries?  Are you sure she didn't
use it?  Mine's in my car."

"Yes, I think so, and I'm sure, she didn't open it up. I don't need one like
that, so go ahead and keep it, it you like it."

I went into the bathroom, and started the shower.  I could hear a faint
humming   it seemed that she hadn't closed the door completely, or it was
simply a loud one.  I didn't take long in the shower, as berry juice and mud
come off easily.  I still heard her as I went into my room.  I was very
excited, and it didn't take too much to make me come.  I could hear Sulie
making noises, crying out, then stopping.  Imagining her orgasm triggered
mine, and I joined in with a loud exclamation.

As I was getting cleaned up, I heard a knock on my door, and Sulie's voice
quietly saying, "Thanks, that was nice."  I quickly grabbed a robe and put it
on, then opened the door.  She was wearing the white robe from last night,
and it wasn't tied, so I could see that was all she was wearing.  I left my
room, closed the door, before replying, "That rain can be invigorating,
can't it?"

"What should we do now?"

"Watch TV, or a video?  I don't feel like working, not on Saturday."

She tied her robe, not showing any embarrassment about having it open. 
And I thought, "Why should she?" We had been naked outside together, so
there wasn't anything to hide.  Covering up was safer if we weren't
planning on having sex, though at the moment I wasn't up to that.

"Let's see what we can find?" Sulie asked. 

We moved into my living room, and I let Sulie look through my movie
collection.  I told her I had no particular preferences, but that wasn't
exactly true.  A romantic mood, feeling good, filled me, and I wanted to
continue that.  I sat on the couch and let her do the searching as I watched. 
Though I was looking at her, my mind was remembering how she looked,
naked in the rain, and how much I had wanted her when I got myself off. 
I'd been alone too long, forgetting just how good having a woman around,
a lover, could be.  Sulie wasn't that, but we'd shared something very
intimate.

Sulie had looked through the movies on the shelf and found none she
wanted to see.  There was a box, closed, on top of the video box, and
she'd opened that up and found the videos within.  I hadn't touched them
in a few years, not wanting to renew bad memories.  I couldn't give them
away, either.  There was a video cassette in her hand, with a handwritten
label, and she asked, "This looks interesting 'Rainy Day Fun'   is it what I
think it is?  A home movie, or a mystery?  Is it OK to put it in now?"

I'm not sure what she thought it was, but she put it in the VCR, which
started to play right away. 

As soon as it started to play, I recognized what it was.  I couldn't say
anything, frozen, unable to move.  Maybe I was wrong, and it was
something else.  It was my house, this house, well before the divorce.  This
room, lit with daylight filtered through rain, like it was today.

I was right about the movie.  I hadn't watched it in over a year, but I just
couldn't get rid of it.  Hiding, it was safe, out of reach in a place I didn't
look.

Sulie was standing close to the TV, watching to see what would happen. 
Though I felt like time had stopped, I don't believe it was actually more
than 10 seconds before the action started.

A lovely naked woman came into view, facing toward the camera, big tits
bouncing enticingly as she walked closer.  I thought we were still in love
then, and we were so happy in our new house in the country, so we
celebrated with a private movie game.  We'd done a lot of those, and she
enjoyed watching them with me.  This one was very lovely, very hot, and I
knew that it would affect me, despite the emotions from our divorce, in a
very erotic way.

She posed for the camera, wiggling her tits by shaking her body, swaying
back and forth, spreading her legs open, showing off her body.  She did a
split, naked right to the floor, pussy opening to touch the carpet, as if it
might dive right in.  Then she got up, twirled around, and bent over facing
away, right in front of the camera, showing off her lovely behind.

I then entered the picture, naked as well, hard as a rock and ready. 
Watching this, I knew I had to say something, to stop this.  Sulie stared at
the TV, not saying anything, mouth open, entranced.

Why I couldn't move, or wouldn't say anything, I don't know.  There
wasn't time to dilly-dally, I knew that, remembering how much fun we had
making this video, how happy we were, and how explicitly hot the action
would be.  I watched my younger self come up behind the lovely naked
woman, standing at an angle to the camera bending over, and saw him
press his shaft right into her body, pushing her forward until she caught a
chair for balance.

"Stop it!" I yelled, getting up and moving slowly towards Sulie.  Part of me
wanted to watch it again, to see what would happen, but Sulie was here.  It
embarrassed me, but I don't know what I was reacting to   my feelings, or
Sulie's.  Sulie continued to watch the video as I moved to stand next to
her.  Did it really hurt to be reminded of this good time in my past, when I
thought that my wife loved me and showed it so nicely?  I was turned on
by this, and wearing just a robe this wasn't something I could hide from the
girl standing next to me.

After an eternity of standing there, unwilling to switch the movie off
myself, Sulie did so.  It was only a minute or so in reality, and my ex-wife
and I had only started our "first act" in the show.  

I didn't know what to say.

Sulie asked quietly "Is that your wife?  I mean, ex?"

I answered slowly, quietly, "Yes.  A long while before we broke up.  We
did this often, videos and taking pictures.  I haven't watched this in a long
time, and hid it away so I wouldn't pull it out.  Remembering the good
times feels good for a while, but makes me very depressed because I can't
help thinking of what happened after.  I'd rather not think too much about
the horrible things which happened between us.  I didn't mean for you to
see it.  I'd forgotten what I did with the thing, really."

"She was very sexy.  I can see why you'd stay with her, even if she was
cheating and stuff."

"I suppose that is part of it, you know.  That is the only video I have left of
us like that.  No pictures of her, either.  She took most of them, and I
burned the rest.  That video, I'd kept apart from the others, so it got lost
and so survived for me to check out later, when I wasn't so angry.  I found
it about a year after she left, and watched it often.  You know,
remembering how nice it felt to be with her, and how badly I missed that. 
But I couldn't keep doing that, because I'd get upset later, not able to
think of her only as the sexy girl you saw, but as the one who hurt me so
badly.  Like tonight, I found it and didn't remember what it was until I put
it in, and then I couldn't stop myself from watching it."

You make a nice porn star, Aaron," Sulie said, giggling.  Then, cutting her
laughter short, she added, "Does it bother you to watch it with me?  I can
see it turned you on.  If it makes you feel better, it made me hot too.  I
shouldn't have watched it, I'm sorry.  I didn't want to embarrass you or
anything like that."

"It's OK.  I can live with it, if you can.  How about finding a more relaxing
movie to take our minds off this and everything?"

"She's very pretty, isn't she?"  Sulie asked me, almost crying.

"I thought so then, yes, she was."  I moved to hold Sulie, hug her, try to
help with whatever it was that was bothering her.

"I don't compare with her, I guess.  I noticed you looking at me, and
something's missing."

"Relationships take time to build, and I don't want to rush things, to
impose on you.  Comparisons don't matter anyway.  It's people we fall in
love with, not bodies.  Besides, trust me, yours is just fine, wonderful to
look at."

I drew her down, sitting with her on the couch.  The right path to take, I
didn't know.  Should I make love to her, to please her?  Did she really
want that, or was it just something to fill in, making up for her pain,
breaking up with a lover?

"I don't want to rush things, Sulie.  I like you, and liked playing in the rain
with you.  Two years isn't enough to get over something bad, like my ex,
and you've only had a day.  Maybe I was wrong, to just stay here alone. 
I'd be more wrong if I just jumped in deep, right away, just because you're
here, vulnerable and open."  I was almost crying too, as we held each
other.

When we were done, and I'm not sure how I knew, but I felt the tension
flow away, a warm relaxation, a glowing feeling of goodness filling me, and
Sulie seemed relaxed, smiling.  I said, "I'll get us a snack, you can check
out the pickings for TV shows."

"OK," Sulie replied.  She watched me walk back to the couch before
resuming her search.  I let Sulie look through the other tapes, not saying
anything.  The images of my ex and me making love in this room stuck
with me.  Except that there was a lovely woman in the way, in just a robe,
who'd let me watch her naked earlier, and I couldn't help watching her
move now, where my ex had stood often.

The robe helped conceal things, for both of us.  But her lovely bare legs
were fully exposed, and the robe would spread open as Sulie knelt to look
on the lower shelves.  I tried to relax, breathing deeply, and closing my
eyes when her bare bottom popped briefly into view.  My body was ready
for action, and I couldn't do much about that.  But I hoped I could resist
the exciting and painful memories of my ex combined with the visions of
this new, naked girl.  I tried not to think about Sulie's lovely form.  I didn't
want a new relationship, and Sulie was too vulnerable now, even if I
happened to feel ready.

Sulie picked out "Casablanca," to my surprise.  It was a great old movie,
and one of my favorites, but it was the black and white era, not one of the
newer ones which I thought a younger woman would prefer.  But Sulie
loved this one too, as I did.



I made some popcorn for us to eat during the movie.  I'd made lemonade
as well, and we alternated that with some wine and relaxed.  We sat close
together, and cuddled.  Her robe came untied again, but she didn't try to
pull it closed.  I couldn't see below clearly, but her breast was in the open,
and my hand was just above it.  When she moved, my fingers crossed her
hard nipple.

"Are you coming on to me?" she asked me.  She didn't pull away, and I left
my fingers resting on her body. She'd had one hand on my thigh for some
time, but hadn't moved it, so I hadn't been thinking, directly, about sex
with her.

"No. I'm not sure about doing more, with you, so soon.  Are you coming
on to me?"

"Maybe.  You are very nice, sexy. Beautiful man, naked in the rain, that
was wonderful.  I had so much fun, just running naked in the rain like that."

She leaned over and kissed me, a soft kiss first, then passionately.  Her
hand slipped up my thigh, under my robe, and, so softly, up my cock.

I didn't resist.

"I want you," she said, letting her robe fall away, opening mine.  I reached
up to her breasts, holding one in each hand, stroking her nipples gently. 
She pulled my robe open, then lay on top of me, pressing my hard cock
against her, riding it.  I was thinking about doing something more to please
her, a little foreplay, when she slipped my cock inside her warm, wet
vagina.  We kissed passionately as she slowly fucked me.  I let her keep
control, lying on top of me, moving with her, following her lead.

Panic struck, suddenly.  No condom, no thought of anything but lust, we
were just doing it.  My rational brain said that I should stop this, and find
out.  Two years of doing it alone made it very hard to pause, to break the
kiss, long enough to ask.

I did, though. "I don't want to interrupt a wonderful moment, but
shouldn't we take precautions?" I quietly asked, looking into her eyes.

"No!" she yelled, too loud for our proximity.  We hadn't stopped fucking,
and she moved even faster.  "I'm on the pill, I was healthy last checkup,
and I haven't been with anyone.  You've been alone, truth?"

"I'm safe.  I checked out often with my wife, with the doctor, just in case,
but she never brought anything bad home."

"Maybe you're just older and wiser, or just wiser.  I really like it,
appreciate you worrying 'bout that at a time like this.  Enough talk,
please."

Sulie kissed me again, and I let myself relax, panic gone.  I know, how
could I be sure that she was honest, safe?  I might not have cared, myself,
at her age about the consequences, figuring that anything bad could be
cured.  Life has changed since then, but trust hasn't.  Her intensity was
hard to resist, desperation which felt like she had gone without loving a
long time, as I had.  Our solo session only calmed me down, it didn't
dampen the desire behind it at all.  Her body wasn't the only thing drawing
me in.  I remember a story about soul mates, those destined to be together,
knowing each other and trusting without question.  My ex never made me
feel that way, though I loved her and cared about her.

Kissing with eyes closed seems like a normal thing, and I've almost always
done that.  Yet with Sulie, I wanted to look, to see her.  I opened  my eyes,
and saw hers still closed, but only for a moment.  She opened hers, and we
stared at each other, still kissing, still fucking.  My hands were still between
us, on her breasts.  I watched her eyes widen as I held her nipples, pressing
them in and out, as she slowly pulled herself off my cock, just holding it by
the tip, then pushed down again, squeezing tightly, then releasing. I
shivered, shaking with pleasure, feeling connected to her by more than our
touches.


I could blame it on drink and loneliness, and her sadness.  But I knew what
I was doing, when I let her hold my cock and stroke it, and reached out to
hold her.  I felt connected to her, happy to be with her.  My empty life
suddenly had contrast and color with her presence.  Lust was only an
expression of this emotion, not the primary factor driving my actions.

We kissed.  We looked into each other's eyes as our faces moved close and
our lips made contact.  I moved one hand behind her back and hugged her
close, pressing our bodies together.

Sparks and fire filled my body.  Genuine "Fourth of July" booms and
flashes, at least it sure felt that way.  I had been a long time since I'd felt
anything like it.  Adding to my shock, I couldn't remember feeling this way
with my ex-wife.  Fantastic sex, loving passion, but no "rocket's red glare,
bombs bursting in air."  Love and desire filled my soul, as if it had never
had such feelings before.

My hand went between her legs, stroking her hot, wet pussy.  Sulie held
her hand on my cock as it moved in and out, speeding the approach of my
orgasm.  I didn't want that yet, and reached my own hand to grab hers and
slow down my own heat, stopping her.

We were ready, no need for more foreplay.  Sulie surprised me, rolling on
top of me, forcing me to lie back on the couch, pushing her pussy all the
way down on my cock, without me asking for it or controlling it.  Riding
up and down hard, matching my thrusts upward.  She lay forward to keep
on kissing me, and we didn't stop, tongues fucking each other's mouths as
our fucking brought us closer to our climaxes.  I don't know how long that
took, but it was enough time that we missed the end of the movie.  I was
very surprised that I could hold out that long, since I'd been so close to
coming.

She was a marvelous fuck, squeezing my cock inside her, pressing on it
with her hand and fingers as she rode on it.  My hand joined hers, stroking
her pussy and pushing on my cock, helping both of us.  We came almost
together, mostly due to my holding back my own orgasm repeatedly. 
When I came, she held on, still kissing me, until we both lay quiet.

I was quiet, at least, until we stopped kissing.  Then, I was panting, out of
breath.  As was Sulie.  We didn't say anything at all, not right away, but
she was smiling at me, happy, and I was sure that I was too.

We hadn't even removed our robes to make love, only opening them to let
our bodies make contact.

"That was so wonderful, Aaron.  I really needed that.  I hope you don't
mind?" she asked.

"Of course I don't mind.  I was worried that you might think I'd taken
advantage of you."

"No.  Well . . .  no, I wanted it.  You are so nice.  And the way you fucked
your ex, it looked very good too. I mean, uh . . .  I . . .  you're just sexy, so
hot, so good.  I wanted you, but I didn't know how you'd take it if I
offered my body to you."

"I felt the same way," I told her. "Except I didn't think you or I were ready
for this kind of thing. Not yet."

"Hell, I guess we are.  Would you, could you, if you don't mind?  Could
we do it again?"

"More slowly, licking and kissing, OK?  I want to taste you, and I need
time to recover," I asked.

We took our robes off, wiping sweat off our bodies with them.  Sulie
wiped up her pussy as well, which had my come inside her.  Then, naked,
we sat and cuddled on the couch and had a couple more drinks.  We
talked, about sex, mostly, what things we liked to do, especially oral
activities since I'd mentioned that.  We touched each other as we talked,
but very gently, not pushing for quick arousal this time.

My hands caressed her body, all over, and she touched me everywhere.  I
needed this break to relax and recharge, and Sulie didn't rush me.  Nor did
we say anything about the future.  I was afraid to think about it, and more
afraid to ask.  I dared not rush her, push for a relationship, force a decision
on her.

I barely wanted to admit to myself that Sulie was more to me than just a
nice girl I'd met and fucked.  I would let her stay as long as she wanted,
since she had nowhere to go.  And whatever might come up between us,
I'd let it take its course.

We kissed again, and still sparks flew behind my eyes.  My lust was
temporarily sated; though I felt the heat of desire, I was not able to do
much about it.  My body wasn't ready to do what I wanted, not all of it,
but it didn't matter.  My tongue was ready, wet, and I put it to use.

Kissing my way down her body, up her breasts, which I'd been fondling, I
kissed and loved her hard nipples.  I'd catch them between my teeth and
flick my tongue across them, listening to Sulie sigh with pleasure, in time
with my moves.

Then, down to her navel, sticking my tongue in there.  I was in no hurry to
reach her sweet pussy, knowing that I was making her feel good, and that
there was plenty of time for us to do this.  I spent a while there, finding her
sighs of pleasure sufficient to keep me in this usually ticklish place, before
moving downward.

I moved ever so slowly, licking my way towards her pubic hair, kissing her
soft pubes, and finally, across her moist pussy, still wet with the juices of
our loving, and her new arousal.

She tasted sweet as spring, all lovely, delicious, and womanly.  Her hips
bucked as I ran my tongue across her clit, so I did so again and again.  I
pushed a finger into her and ran it all around her wet opening, deep inside
her, up and down, then in circles, as she pushed her clit upward into my
mouth, over and over.

Sulie shook with pleasure, then cried out, "Oh, OK, that's so good," as she
came.  I didn't slow down my attentions on her until she stopped moving,
then I lapped softly at her pussy, using my tongue on her vagina, pressing
in with it where my fingers and cock had gone before.

I would have continued, but she said, "It's your turn, Aaron."  She got me
to sit on the couch, and she moved to the floor, kneeling between my legs. 
I was hard now, to my surprise.  I hadn't noticed this while I was making
love to her pussy with my tongue, so intent I was on her pleasure.  I'd
jacked off in the morning to relieve my pressure and temptation.  I'd done
it again after we'd picked berries naked in the rain.  And I'd come when
she fucked me.  At this rate, I'd get off another time before sleeping,
making four glorious orgasms for today.  I hadn't felt like that in a long
time.  Maybe it was country living, and maybe it was the effect of my new
lover, but I felt better than I ever had before in my life.

Her lips went around my cock, holding me while her tongue swirled around
delicately.  Then, rapid, insistent thrusts pressed her tongue hard against
the front of my cock as she swallowed it, almost whole.  She moved up and
down, sending waves of joy through my body.  Her fingers ran down my
legs, up between my thighs, stroked softly along my balls, holding them
ever so gently.  She used her hands to reach up my body to my chest,
scratching my nipples.  All the while, she bobbed her head and licked and
sucked, as I sighed my delight for her.

It almost hurt when I came in her mouth, and she swallowed it, delighting
in this pleasure she gave me, in tasting me, as I had in tasting her.  She
kissed me, and I didn't even think of complaining about my come in her
mouth.  It didn't matter, there was nothing wrong with it.  She gave me
such joy, and this was just another part of it.

We lay there a while, then went off to my room to sleep.  Or at least, I
thought we'd sleep, but she was still excited and energetic, and didn't want
to stop.  She rolled on top of me in a 69 position, and I licked her lovely
pussy, making her squeal with delight.  My dick was soft, and I expected it
to stay that way, but Sulie's tongue on it still felt amazing.  Soon, to my
delight and surprise, I did get hard again.  She rolled over to fuck me, and
did so until we fell asleep.  I imagined that I might have come once more as
I fell asleep, but it seemed unlikely except as a dream. I remembered feeling
Sulie come, though, and I was happy that she had enjoyed this with me.
It felt great to have her in my arms, in my bed, naked against my bare body.
Someone to love.   Even if she never loved me back, I was satisfied and
happy that this happened.  I was a fool to give up on my life so easily, just
because things had gone so wrong.  Fate had given me another chance, and
I wasn't going to let it get away.

***
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