A 4th of July Mud Larking Adventure: Brooke Battles Bobby in the Mud! Part 3

With the balls of my thumbs, I reached up and started massaging Brooke's nipples. Soon they became as rock hard as my dick was. As I kept titillating Brooke's magnificent tits, she began to moan.

Oh Wow! Oh yes, Bobby. Keep doing that, Bobby.

"Yes. Yes, keep doing that, Bobby. Keep it up, please."

I saw as Brooke licked her lips. I saw her shudder when I took her right nipple between my thumb and forefinger and then start twisting it ever so gently.

Oh Fuck!

"Fuck yes," Brooke exclaimed, as I felt her tit get even harder. And the next thing I knew, she had gone down on me, and had my dick completely in her mouth. Then Britain's "Queen of Messiness" or at least my queen of the mud started sucking my dick.

OH FUCK ME!

I all but cried out when I felt Brooke's tongue wrap around my cock. If anything, it got even harder when she tickled my balls with the tip of her tongue.

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit!

Now, I laid back and went with the ride. Brooke Maddison was in charge now.

As she sucked my dick, that ministress of mess used her tongue as well as her lips to their fullest degree. She sucked me every which way but loose to quote the title of a Clint Eastwood movie from the 70s. But Brooke was a master at the art of giving a blow job. Every time I thought I was going to burst, she always knew it, and would back off, just a bit, to keep up the sexual tension but not overload it.

It felt like hours, but was probably only a dozen minutes or so, but Brooke had me at her beck and call. Now I opened my eyes for the first time in what seemed forever. As I looked at the back of my friend's head, so covered with mud, I could feel the end was near.

Laying there, with my head cocked to keep it out of the mud, I was able to peer down Brooke's back and see that awesome mud-caked ass sticking up in the air. I felt my cock get even harder. I wrapped my fingers in Brooke's hair and started pulling globs of mud out. As she kept sucking my dick, I began to puff, to blow. Gentle breaths at first, but with each stroke of Brooke's mighty tongue, my inhalations became more pronounced. Each time she pulled back, with the tip of her tongue, I would shudder and gasp. Over and over, she did this, with Brooke's wicked tongue darting over my reproductive organs. Finally, as if a striking serpent, Brooke's tongue struck the very tip of my penis, and I exploded. Cum shot out faster than Brooke could reign in her first digestive organ. She gagged as white-hot jism filled her mouth, only to shoot out after her retreating tongue and strike Brook in the face. Almost blinded, as my heated cum struck Brooke in the right eye, she retreated and fell back into that slimy muck that surrounded us. I don't know how many times I came, but it was more than a few. And with each weakening surge, I felt my body starting to calm down.

As I looked over where Brooke was arising from the surface of that slimy muck, I saw a mischievous smile cross her face.

"Guess, maybe, I should have pulled back a little quicker," she laughed.

"No, baby," I replied, "you did just fine."

I could see where my cum had left its mark all along the right side of Brooke's face and even onto her mud-covered hair. I was already starting to feel a thickening in my groin.

As I got up, I heaved a double handful of mud into Brooke's face. Laughing, she retorted by dunking my head under that muck. And I replied in kind. When we finally came up for air, we both, looked like abominable mud monsters. And we were laughing our asses off. Now, as I squeezed her magnificent boobs, Brooke's nipples popped up, once again, and in response to her pressure on my cock, I could feel another magnificent hard-on rising to the occasion.

As Brooke looked down at my muddy erection, a feeling of melancholy swept over me. And Brooke saw the look.

"What's wrong, baby?" A look of worry crossed her eyes, "you know you can tell me. Don't you?"

Looking into that mud-drenched but beautiful face and seeing her anxiety-filled eyes, I reached over and softly whispered two words, sixty-nine.

"Really," Brooke looked up at my mucky face. "Really?"

I knew I was blushing, so I looked down, almost as if in shame.

"Yeah, I . . .," I was trying to find the right words. "I, uh, have always . . . wanted to do it."

Shit. I knew I would screw this up. I shouldn't have . . . said anything.

"Baby," Brooke said as she reached up and gently took my face in her hands, "It's nothing to be ashamed about."

"But I've never . . .," I stammered.

"I've never done it before."

"Relax baby. We'll do it. I'll walk you through it. I think that is a lovely idea," Brooke said while giving me a knowing wink.



Now, as she looked at me, or more importantly, at my hard dick, Brooke softly licked her lips. For those of you who don't know what a "69" is, it is where both the man and woman, at least in our case, a man and a woman, go down on each other. Brooke would be sucking my dick, while I would be eating her pussy simultaneously. It is a part of love-making where both parties are trying to please each other while at the same time receiving pleasure. And it is something I have always wanted to do but have never done. With high anticipation, I eagerly awaited Brooke's next words.

"First thing, Bobby," Brooke said while standing to her full height of five feet, eight inches, "let's get out of this mud."

Smiling at me with an impish grin, Brooke added, "As much as I love playing in the mud, and now especially since I have finally gotten it on with you, it would be more comfortable if we climbed back where you . . . well, you know . . . where you ate my pussy."

For the first time since meeting Brooke Maddison, I sensed that she was actually blushing. Hard to tell of course, under all that mud. Ha!

Although we didn't really climb up that little ridge, we did step out of the thick muck and kneel at the edge where it was only an inch of two deep. Now as we knelt there, Brooke started to kiss me, first on my lips but she soon started working her way down my torso, tantalizing my nipples with her sharp tongue, then my belly and finally down there, if you know what I mean. As Brooke ran her fingers under my balls, she took my cock in her mouth and gently started sucking on it. And reaching around her head, I started massaging Brooke's tits, again.

But soon, my love, the love of my life, rolled me over onto my back. Then she straddled me, letting that pussy, still dripping mud, hang over my face, barely an inch from my mouth. Looking back over her shoulder, Brooke gave me a big wink, and then she started sucking my muck-covered dick, once again. Knowing my part of our little interplay, I started munching down on her muddy pussy.

I don't know how to explain this, but it was the most tantalizing, titillating experience I have ever known. I've always wanted to do a sixty-nine, but it just never happened. Now I was doing it with the woman I loved and cherished. And we were both completely covered in mud.

Wow! This is so . . . so . . . oh wow! I took a deep longing sigh. I wonder what it would be like if we were covered in chocolate?

As Brooke stroked me, and I ate her, our libidos increased. I felt my dick get so much harder. And I felt the influx of blood flow to her boobs.

Wow. Are they ever hard. I don't think her nipples got this hard before. And they were plenty hard.

Now, Brooke started grinding her body against mine. While she kept up the pressure against my sign of masculinity, Brooke pushed her muddy puppies against my stomach, and ground her manifestation of womanhood into my face even more so. Every time I licked her clit, Brooke quivered and moaned. Once when I reached out with my teeth, and ever so gently tugged on the tip of her clitoris, Brooke spasmed and shot a load of salty juices into my mouth.

Wow! I've never had that happen before.

Now, as we both reached the crescendo, our breathing became faster and more shallow. I tapped the end of Brooke's clit three times with my tongue, in rapid succession, pop, pop, pop and she let loose.

It felt like a flood of salty, and yet, slightly sweet liquid filled my mouth. And at the same time, as Brooke's naughty tongue tickled my penis on its long retreat, my manhood ejected what seemed like a tidal wave of red-hot cum into Brooke's mouth and then onto her face when she disengaged from her act of awesome sex.

"Wow," Brooke exclaimed as she took another and then another pulse of white-hot cum in her face. "when you cum, you REALLY cum."

And then she laughed, when Brooke reached up and felt all that slimy goo on the right side of her mucky face.

Looking up at the muddy face of my new best friend forever, I grinned before saying, "what can I say, baby; you bring UP the best in me."

And then I joined Brook Maddison in a mad cacophony of laughter, as two friends, highly charged, highly simulated, released the built-up tension that love-making brings on.