Sore Sunburnt Boobs… Ouch!
One annoying thing during this bloody awful pandemic is the restrictions on travel. Because the rotten English weather is driving me mad! So much for our lovely spring and summer. I’m yearning for some sun… just as long as I don’t end up with sore sunburnt boobs.
There’s nothing I like better than finding a discreet sun-drenched balcony and lying there naked. Despite being a brunette, I occasionally burn before I go brown. As a result, the first week of summer can be a bit painful because I have a tendency to overdo it.
When I was a teen, one summer I went to stay at a friend’s house. Her parents were away and we sunbathed on their terrace. While sharing a bottle of wine, we got quite tipsy and ended up daring each other to take our bikinis off and sunbathe completely naked. Of course, the feeling of the hot sun on my perky young boobs was amazing!
The combination of the heat and wine was too much for my friend and she went indoors to cool off. But I ended up falling asleep in the sun and woke up hours later. I was burnt bright red like a lobster and in real pain with sore sunburnt boobs. Standing under the cool shower, even the water was uncomfortable.
Let Me Help You…
When my friend saw me she was really worried as she ordered me to lie down on the bed and brought a tub of aloe vera gel. She poured a dollop of the cool liquid gel onto my shoulders and very gently smoothed it over my burnt skin. The pain eased slightly and I sighed with relief.
Very gently she smoothed the gel over my back. It was gentle and I think she was afraid of hurting me. I tensed slightly as she rubbed the cool wetness onto my arse cheeks. I’d often had my arse groped by drunken boys, but not touched by another girl.
Her wet hands slid down the back of my legs and came back up again. I found myself opening my legs wider, my eyes closed and my heart beat faster. “You’d better turn over and I’ll put some on your face.” Her voice was breathless and urgent. I eased over onto my back, suddenly aware of my nakedness.
Soothing My Sore Sunburnt Boobs
She gently massaged the cool gel onto my face and neck with her fingertips. At first, I felt nothing; then I shuddered as the moist coolness poured over my sore sunburnt boobs. I couldn’t help moaning as she rubbed the balm all over my swelling breasts, gently pinching my erect nipples.
My legs parted and I lay there completely at her mercy. Fortunately, she wasn’t in the mood to tease me for long. Her slippery fingers kneaded and probed my wet pussy, making me arch my back and moan. Satisfied that I was completely in her power, she crudely pushed two fingers inside me.
Her fingers were almost too much to take and filled me completely. And I pushed against her thrusting hand with my hips, almost on the edge of pain, but loving the sensation. My juices ran down her fingers as she sought out my G-spot, rhythmically massaged the inside of my pussy with her fingertips. She was clearly mastering fingering techniques we were taught in our school piano lessons.
The combination of the sunburn, tiredness and extreme sexual pleasure blew me away. I was writhing and moaning as she finger fucked me. Unable to stop myself, I reached down and rubbed my clit with two fingertips. My fingers pressed down, as hers pushed up from inside. My rock-hard nipples added to the pain of my sore sunburnt boobs.
I screamed out loud as I came, clenching my legs together to stop her from pulling out. Looking down I saw that she was frantically rubbing herself too and she came within seconds. As she looked at me, she licked her fingers clean and kissed me full on the mouth…
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