“And Now for Something Completely Different.”

[AnotherOldGuy]

"And Now for Something Completely Different."​

(OOC -- If you are a Moderator, the use of the words boy and girl are terms relative to my main character's age of 38; all characters are 18+, as directed.)


The night had been a total bust. The shuffleboard tourney had been canceled when the opposing team couldn't get over the icy pass; only three players showed for the Texas Hold'em game; and then, most devastating, the voluptuous bartender Will had been flirting with ever since he'd heard she'd left her boyfriend had said she'd go home with him after closing, only to come out of the women's bathroom ten minutes before last call sobbing like a baby with a pregnancy pee stick in her hand.

Will just shrugged his shoulders, paid his tab, and walked out. He used the four block walk home to text some potential bed partners asking for their company, only to get either no response or a negative response, sometimes angry and profane since it was after 2am.

He entered through his back door and ... dropped his head in dismay. The sounds of sex were coming from his teenage son's bedroom, just beyond the hallway wall. He shook his head and chuckled in disbelief at the fact that his boy was getting laid tonight but he himself was going to bed alone.

He headed to the far end of the house, to his bed and a bottle of lubricant he kept close for night's like this. To the sound of the squeaking bed at the other end of the large ranch style home, Will masturbated himself to a very unsatisfying ejaculation ... and sleep...



In the morning, he rose, showered, and headed to the kitchen for coffee and a breakfast roll. The house was blissfully silent, as it normally was Saturday mornings. His son Peter would be at the high school where he coached Youth Basketball, and since Will's wife had run away a year earlier -- ironically with one of Will's mistresses -- Saturdays had become Will's time to collect his thoughts, scan the internet news and Personals, and catch a few rays out in the solarium.

He finished his first cup of coffee, refilled the mug, and headed for the solarium. Almost to it, he saw the sliding glass door open and could hear the jacuzzi bubbling. He should his head is disappointment; his first thought, of course, was that his kid had had last night's girl friend in the hot tub and had left the door wide open and the jacuzzi pump running all night.

As he stepped out into the solarium, a short cry of surprise caused Will to flinch, then spin. His eyes widened at the sight of a beautiful young woman quickly pulling her bikini bottoms back up into place as she explained with a giggling tone, "Sorry! I ... I thought I was alone."

"You're not," Will said simply as he looked her over.

She was an erotic beauty, this one, far more than he would have ever expected his boy to be able to get to his bed for a night of thrills. Although he would never say so to his son's face, Will didn't exactly see his son's looks as sufficient enough to attract a woman like this one. Ogling her, Will was trying to remember how to spell A-p-h-r-o-d-i-t-e. This woman -- young woman...? girl...? -- was absolutely perfect in every way, with full breasts adorned by hardened nipples, an hour glass figure highlighted by a firm belly and shapely hips, and long, athletic legs that reminded Will of--

Oh, shit! his brain suddenly screamed. Rah-rah girl.

Will was surprised he hadn't recognized the High School's Cheer Captain sooner; he'd missed seeing many of his quarterback-son's great plays that season because he'd had his eyes glued to the girl's bountiful pom poms instead.

Will searched his mind for the girl's name, but simply couldn't recall it. He found it ironic that as he'd been masturbating to the sounds at the far end of the house, last night hadn't been the first time he'd masturbated to the fantasy of this beauty. She'd been a regular in his imaginations; sometimes it was while he was stroking his own dick at home, and others it was while he was fucking one of his on again, off again sex partners at the local motel.

Will and Rah-Rah had had an active and exciting sex life over the past four months ... even if she didn't know about it. As he lifted his eyes from her body to her face, he realized that she seemed extremely nervous, far more nervous than she should have been for having been caught getting ready to take a nude dip in the jacuzzi.

Will glanced down to his own body ... which was itself already nude. His dick was slowly swelling, its aim slowly rising from the deck toward Rah Rah Girl herself as is to say, Yeah, I'm looking at you.

Will shrugged, unembarrassed, and repeated the girl's own line, "Sorry ... I thought I was alone."

 

[Darkened_Star]

Sophia rolled off Peter, feeling him slip out of her, spent as he panted with arousal. She smiled at him before lying back, it was just getting to be a chore now. He was obsessed with sex, and it's not like he ever did anything to make it more interesting. She was... dissatisfied, bored. He rolled over to her, nuzzling at her neck.

"Sophia that was great, you're amazing you know that."

She mmm'd appreciatively, but her heart wasn't in it. She couldn't put up with this much longer, it was just boring. That cute guy in the swimming team had been eyeing her up, everyone said he was into her, she might try him instead. She rolled over, pulling the covers up over herself, letting herself drop into the shadowy waters of sleep.

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When she woke Peter was already gone and she rolled her eyes to herself. Thank god she wouldn't have to go through the charade of morning sex with him. She grabbed the note of the side table.

'Morning honey, gone to practice, make yourself at home. See you tonight. Love you xx'

She tore it up without ceremony and dropped it into the wastepaper basket before getting up. Alone in the house, at least he had a jacuzzi. She pulled her bikini out of her bag, slipping it on, drawing it up sensuous, tanned legs then reaching behind to settle the string in place. She fastened the bikini behind her back and grabbed the sunglasses Peter had bought for her.

She opened the door, Peter had left the pump on overnight so at least she didn't have to fiddle around trying to get it working. She pulled a towel out of the cupboard and dropped it next to the tub. Stretching luxuriously she glanced around, a couple of the neighbours were going back into their house next door, after what had obviously been a refreshing outdoor breakfast. The woman glared disapprovingly at Sophia before she went inside, obviously not impressed by the lack of material in her outfit. She smiled falsely back at her. Waiting till she'd got back inside before quickly checking there was no one else who could see into the jacuzzi room. Confident she was alone she pulled her bikini bottoms down, ready for a nude dip, just as an older man walked into the room.

She gasped in shock, pulling them back up as quickly as she could. She just got them up as he turned round, as surprised as she was. "Sorry! I ... I thought I was alone."

He replied simply, "you're not", before unashamedly looking her up and down, admiring her body. She blushed, biting her lip nervously as she struggled to keep her eyes away from his member. It was showing just as much interest in her as he was, slowly swelling, it's tip rising gently to stand proudly out from his crotch.

Embarrassed she looke away, reddening as he echoed her own excuse. "Sorry ... I thought I was alone."

So why didn't he put some clothes on then?. She genuinely didn't know where to look, it didn't help that the father was bigger than the son, significantly so. She couldn't really explain, but she felt drawn to him, she'd seen him once or twice before. At games, always from a distance and they'd never spoken. In all truth her nervousness wasn't entirely about finding her boyfriends father naked, but she couldn't say that.

She began edging round him to the door. Determinedly ignoring the cock that was nearly brushing against her skin, she gulped, "I'll... I'll just go then."

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

"I'll... I'll just go then," the girl said, skirting past Will and practically flicking the tip of his nearly fully extended dick.

Will kept his eyes on her eyes as she passed, watching to see where her gaze went as she made her escape. But just as she passed, he snagged her softly by the elbow, saying, "There's no reason to be in a hurry--" Suddenly, it came to him. "Sophia. There's coffee and pastries in the kitchen ... and I don't bite--"

He let her see his eyes drop to the impressive cleavage of the young breasts almost touching his arm, then added with a smile, "--not at first, anyway."

He smiled broader, released her arm, and stepped into the jacuzzi. He sat on the top most seat, facing her; the tip of his fully hardened dick occasionally showed above the roiling surface of the water.

Please don't leave, please don't leave, please don't leave, his brain was chanting. Will knew he would never get a chance like this again -- not with any of Peter's classmates, let alone this unbelievable creature -- and he was wishing now that he'd been a little more aggressive in letting her know he wanted her to stay.

But, she was half his age, fucking his son, and likely being pursued by every swinging dick in the high school ... in the whole town for that matter. If seeing him nude, seeing his show of attraction for her, and hearing his subtle invitation to stick around didn't work, nothing else short of raping her here and now in the solarium was ever going to get him inside that young piece of ass.

All he could do was wait and see...

 

[Darkened_Star]

Her jaw almost dropped, the invitation was implicit and obvious... And tempting. She bit her lip in indecision, the jacuzzi looked pretty inviting. She scolded herself inwardly, now she was just making excuses to herself. She really wanted to stay, there was some sort of... magnetism? Yeah that was the word about him. And he was undeniably attractive.

Sophia looked around again, no one would see, even if they did she was just taking a Jacuzzi with her boyfriend's dad. No problem there... really. She couldn't stop thinking of the image of him standing there, dick standing tall like a flagpole. Just the rebellion of it was exciting her and the tip occasionally emerging from the bubbling froth of the Jacuzzi was enticing.

She came to a decsion, she wouldn't get this chance with him again. Little did she know he was thinking the exact same thing. Seductively, teasingly, she lifted her hands to the bikini bottoms again, pulling them down over her hips before kicking them off. Then she moved her hands further up and slid the bikini off, freeing her generous breasts from their captivity and tossing that to the side as well.

She climbed into the tub, settling down opposite Will. She was excited a little by the situation now, but she did her best not to show it. She was just a school girl. He was what? 35? 40? Surely he wouldn't be interested in her, though she dearly wanted him to be, and she could explain why.

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

His heart leaped as she began removing her bikini. It had been a long shot that she would stay; it had been even a longer shot that, like him, she would get naked. He wondered whether she could have justified staying dressed while he wasn't; if you're going to be bad, be really bad, right?

She stood at the edge of the jacuzzi for a moment, giving him a viewing. She had been beautiful dressed; now, she was simply phenomenal. The nipples of her firm breasts were swollen by the slight breeze passing through the solarium ... or, maybe like his own dick, because of the excitement and tension of the sexual possibilities surrounding the two of them. A thin strip of hair -- similar to what one of his lovers called her fuzzy caterpillar -- ran vertically on her otherwise hairless pube, the critter looking down toward the warm, wet hole that it -- and Will -- wanted to put their heads inside of.

After she stepped into the jacuzzi, they sat there in silence for the longest moment, just smiling at one another like teenage kids ... which, of course, she was! Will wondered what she thought of the age difference. For all he knew, he wasn't the first old guy she'd been naked with. Of course, he hoped it wasn't true; every man had fantasies of imparting their experience to a naive, barely legal little tart.

And Will knew she was at least barely legal without even asking. His son, who had been set back in third grade after missing almost a year of school with a smashed leg, was old for a senior, already past his 19th birthday. Because of his age, for most of his time in high school, most of the girls had been out of bounds, less than the 18 that he turned in early in his junior year. After an incident last summer with the then-very-old-for-her-16-years daughter of the school board Chairman, Peter had begun asking for ID from girls he dated, like he was some sort of bartender.

So, Will knew this girl was at least 18. He doubted that she was naive; she'd been in his son's bed the night before after all. And the fact that she was now naked with him in the tub told him that she was a tart. So ... he was two for three. If this had been major league baseball, he'd have a batting average that far surpassed all of those million dollar super stars.

"So..." Will finally broke the ice, thinking, let's just get to it. A sly smirk spread his lips. "Tell me. How's my son in bed?"

 

[Darkened_Star]

Her jaw actually did drop this time and she blushed scarlet. It was hardly a subtle question and certainly wasn't what she'd expected, naked or not. She looked down, only to see his dick staring back up at. She looked up, then felt awkward, she had to look back at him. The smirk on his lips taunting her, was that a further invitation? Did he really want her like that? Oh she so wanted him to.

"He's errrm... like.... he's... I guess... ok."

She couldn't really lie, he wasn't satisfying her, he didn't really have the experience or the personality to thrill her and she guessed he would have seen right through the feeble deception. She could feel the heat building below, making itself felt despite the effects of the Jacuzzi. Just the fact that it was Peter's dad asking this was bad enough. The fact that she was, inexplicably attracted to him made her feel completely out of place, not her usual, confident self.

"So," she was hesitant, not sure how he'd react. She leaned forwards a little. "How are you in bed then?"

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

"So," she asked hesitantly, "How are you in bed then?"

"Better than my son," Will answered quickly, the smirk spreading on his lips. He laughed, causing his dick to swim to and fro in the froth before him a bit. He donned what was supposed to be a more humble tone, adding, "I can tell you that if my son had asked you how I was in bed ... you wouldn't have hesitated in your answer."

He knew he probably sounded a bit conceited -- actually, a lot conceited. But it was true. He'd never had a lover who hadn't been satisfied by the time they were done. He wouldn't allow it; if it took him all night to find what caused a woman to erupt in euphoria, then that was what it took, all night.

He knew there was a possibility that he'd just blown his chances with his typical over-confident macho response. Might as well just go for it, he told himself. It can only get awkward from here out.

He slipped off his seat and stood in the middle of the jacuzzi; his groin was just above the water level, with his hardened dick pointing directly at her face. He offered a hand out before him, saying, "Would you like to go to my bedroom with me and find out. Feel free to say no ... seriously ... no pressure. But ... what could it hurt, right? Worst that could happen is your don't enjoy yourself..." He smiled, and added, "Like last night."

 

[Darkened_Star]

She gulped. This was really happening, he really did want to have sex with her. She was confronted with his cock, the engorged member barely inches from her face. She couldn't help thinking why not?

It couldn't be much worse than Peter, and better, she actually wanted to have sex with Will. She wanted to feel his weight, him inside her. It was weird, she'd never been into seriously older guys, but there was something about him she couldn't describe that kept him in her mind. She just wanted to please him, to make him love her.

When he mentioned last night she flushed, "you heard that? Yeah, you're right I suppose."

She wanted to break up with Peter anyway, although his dad had not been part of the plan. She grasped feebly at her confidence, what if she was disappointing, what if she wasn't good enough? She didn't think she could handle that, to have him and lose him, she wanted him to be hers for ever, to be his for ever.

"Yeah... yeah." She stood up, "what could it hurt?"

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

Will led Sophia carefully up out of the jacuzzi and down the hall, gently holding her hand in such a way that if she changed her mind, she wouldn't feel compelled. But she stayed with him, following him through the home and into his room. He turned her and sat her on the end of the bed, then knelt down at her knees.

"You're not shy are you?" he asked, looking up to her with a slight smile. He laid his hands upon her thighs and, with a slight pressure upon them, urged her to open them. "I can make you feel ... oh, like you've probably never felt before ... but not if you're the shy type."

 

[Darkened_Star]

Sophia laughed nervously, "I'm not really the shy type, you can't be a cheerleader if you're shy."

But she felt shy now, nervous, new, untested. It was like losing her virginity all over again. Except this wasn't something that just happened in the drunken aftermath of a party, but something she was completely complicit in. She'd never wanted anything more and she shuddered gently with anticipation as he gently, oh so gently, pushed her thighs open, exposing the flower of her sex.

She was definitely wet for him now, she could feel the warmth of her more than moist loins. It was obvious it wasn't just the effects of the Jacuzzi, despite the beads of moisture that still clung to her unblemished, golden skin. She was desperate now, she could feel it, hear it in her voice as she pleaded, "please..."

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

Will smiled at her response; he'd met many an extroverted woman in his days -- loud bar flies or writhing night club dancers -- who body language had said I'm ready for anything, only to get them home to his bed and find them tame and vanilla and barely able to get comfortable with the man she let pick her up.

He rose tall upon his knees and pressed his mouth softly to her own; it was an erotic kiss, wet, with his tongue just teasingly parting her lips. When they parted mouths, he whispered, "I'm going to taste you."

He sat back onto his ankles again, his eyes set firmly upon hers. She looked nervous and yet eager at the same time, her chest rising slightly higher with each breath than it had been.

He urged her thighs wider again; he leaned forward, slipping his hands, then elbows, then arms under her thighs; lifting her knees and forcing her weight back to hands, behind her on the bed; and finally he pressed his opened mouth to her wet pussy, forcing his tongue between her folds as his upper lip played atop her swollen clit...

She tasted like the jacuzzi for a moment, the warm chlorinated water upon her flesh. A moment later ...it was all her, the incredible taste of a young pussy. Will knew his kid had been in here last, and he hadn't cared. Now, he relished at the taste and feel of her youthful treasure.

As he worked on her, he peeked up past her flat, already-trembling belly ...and watched her reaction with delight.

 

[Darkened_Star]

His tongue was rough, but his movements were gentle and stimulating. Sophia couldn’t help but gasp gently as his lip played over her clit, his tongue penetrating her ever so gently. She bit her lip, trying to resist moaning out load, feeling her breathing beginning to come quicker and sharper. No one had ever gone down on her before, her boyfriends had liked her to suck them off, but they’d usually been too desperate to get themselves off to orally pleasure her. Most of them had been disappointing to be honest, Peter was just the latest in a long line of dissatisfying boyfriends.

She hadn’t known quite what to expect when Will had sat her down on the edge of the bed. When he’d kissed her she’d felt her heart speed up even more, thundering and pounding with desire and excitement, so loud she was surprised he couldn’t hear it. It was teasing, holding the promise of pleasure but taking it back at the last minute. She tried to chase his lips with her own, leaning her head forward slightly to follow him as he withdrew.

Then he’d slid his arms under her thighs, lifting them, shifting her weight onto her hands behind her. Her knees were bent, hanging loosely behind him, but she watched him nervously as he bent his head to her clit. Her muscles tensed, her feet curling up and her arms quivering, the anticipation had heightened the experience to one she’d not experienced the like of before. He pulled back and she looked down, breath coming hard and fast now, her belly trembling in the aftermath of the flowering fire of pleasure that had flowed out from his mouth and tongue. She couldn’t bring herself to speak, looking at him with pleading eyes, begging for more, but know that she would do whatever he wanted now.

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

Will put his tongue and lips and, at times, his fingers to work upon her pussy, watching her reactions closely; he could see what was working -- what was pushing her toward orgasm -- and what was simply making her squirm with pleasure but not moving her closer to the finish line.

Suddenly, her head went back and her back arched and he knew he'd found it, that perfect stimulation. He stuck with it, knowing she would soon explode. His experience was serving him well; he got her close, oh so close ... then held back just a bit, extending the pleasure a few minutes more before...

 

[Darkened_Star]

She couldn't hold back any longer, she moaned with pleasure, the sound pushing itself out between her lips as she felt the fire erupt in her. She shuddered and twisted on the bed, trying to escape, she'd never felt like this before. With a groan she collapsed backwards on her hands, lying back on the bed, completely exhausted.

Her chest was heaving, beads of sweat forming on her body as she panted with desire, knowing she couldn't take it again, but wanting it nonetheless. She lifted her head, looking down at Will at the end of the bed, utter delight and enthusiasm on her face. She was ready for more, she pulled her legs out of his reach, getting on all fours and crawling down to the end of the bed. She was face to face with him now, her face innocent and angelic as she pouted slightly. She reached down to cup his balls, she was definitely up for it now, "I should return the favour" she smiled innocently.

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

Will smiled inside as he watched her explode, her orgasm so obvious. She trembled and twisted under his control, his mouth continuing to stimulate her as he powerful hands held tight to her hips, preventing her from squirming away.

The next best thing, in his opinion, to experiencing his own orgasm with a beautiful woman was watching her experience her own. Will didn't let up until she collapsed back to the bed, releasing a final deep moan.

He slipped his hand up onto her pussy, keeping it warm he called it as he rose to sit on the side of the bed; he watched her with a smirk, his ego pounding in his chest almost as loudly as her heart was inside her own. She had been such a treat to look at out in the solarium; seeing her like this -- panting, covered in a sheen of sweat, expended -- she was simply the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

Sophia lifted her head and looked to Will. He could tell by the euphoria in her face that she'd never experienced an orgasm like that before -- possibly had never experienced one ever. Despite his skill in the bedroom, Will's own wife had experienced her first orgasm only after a year of marriage; but once he'd learned what got her off and she herself had learned what to ask for, they'd enjoyed a very satisfying sex life right up until the end ... when she ran off with one of his mistresses, who it turned out was even better at satisfying the Ex than he'd been.

Sophia twisted about and moved to him on all fours, reaching between his thighs and cupping his balls. She smiled innocently, saying, "I should return the favor."

"Yes ... you should," he said matching her smile. He scooted to the head board, piling up the pillows and laying back into them. His dick -- as hard as he thought it had ever been -- throbbed with anticipation as he watched her crawl across the bed to him. She's young, Will he reminded himself. Don't expect too much. He was a hard man to get off through oral as it was, and -- although he'd had a few sex partners who should have gone pro with their mouths -- most of his lovers gave up before they ever had to choose between spit or swallow. Of course, this could be his lucky day; kids these days were all going down on one another, making the sexual revolution of his day look like the kissing seen from a Disney movie.

 

[Darkened_Star]

She moved up the bed, slinking towards him, her shoulders moving like some predatory cat. She smiled, giggling a little, "I'll give it my best shot."

Slowly, she lowered her head to his cock, sticking her tongue out playfully and licking the very tip of his cock. She lowered her head to the base of his shaft, playing with his balls with her mouth and tongue, all the while still stroking his member with her hands. She lifted her head and licked up his shaft, licking all around his head before taking him into her mouth. Just a few inches, then withdrawing again she dropped her mouth back down to his balls, taking them into her mouth one at a time and massaging them with her tongue. Then, with a devilish grin that would probably have got her front page on a porn site she dropped her mouth lower, licking the perineum below his scrotum. If there was one thing she was good at, it was giving head, she was naturally gifted and had had plenty of practice.

Still stroking his cock she moved her lips back to the tip, kissing the head then taking him into her mouth again. She started with just a few inches, bobbing her head up and down, lubricating his cock with her saliva before moving down a few more inches. She continued in this manner until she had most of him in her mouth. Any more and she would be gagging on his cock.

She pulled back again, almost teasing him, then took him all in, right to the back of her throat. Her nose was pressed against the skin just above his cock and even a pro wouldn't have been able to take any more in.

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

"I'll give it my best shot," she teased...

... and she did.

Will was shocked at how skilled she was at this. Her orgasm earlier might have been her first, but he knew without a doubt that she'd been causing a lot of eruptions with what she was doing to his genitals.

She was all over him, her hands and tongue and lips pleasuring him from the tip of his dick almost to his anus, the latter of which no woman had ever done and which caused him to squirm now with a bit louder moan than he typically emitted during oral sex.

"Nice..." he whispered, rolling his hips down a bit farther to open himself up more. "Very ... nice..."

She toyed with him for a while, then took his head into her mouth, a little at first, then more. Will was a thick nine inches and even the best had had a hard time handling him when he was as rock hard as Sophia had him now. But she managed ... very well.

He watched her closely as she took half of his length, then most of his length, then -- with her nose pressed right up against his shaved groin -- took his full length all the way to the back of her throat. Will groaned with amazement and deep pleasure. No one in more than two decades of blowing him had ever been able to deep throat him, and his this girl was taking his full length in, pulling out to play with his shiny head, then taking him in again.

"Consistency," he moaned, reaching out to lace his fingers in her long, blond locks, urging her gently to take his full length in again and again. "That's how ... you make ... a man explode ... baby girl..."

He glanced down to see if she reacted to his calling her such, but she either didn't hear him or didn't care ... or thought it was cute, who kne? She was a baby compared to Will, at 18 or 19 just half his age. His son -- who likely had fucked her for the last time after the previous evening comparable failure -- had barely been walking when Sophia was born.

Will felt know shame in being such a cradle robber. Every woman, in his mind, deserved to be satisfied to her hearts content. If a punk ass boy like Peter could please Sophia with his endless energy and physical stamina, so be it; but if he couldn't -- and apparently he hadn't -- then an old fart like Will, with a level of technique and experience his son wouldn't know for another decade, was the man for the job.

But the job right now was being performed by Sophia, and performed well. And as Will continued to urge her to take him all the way in, again and again, he could already feel the orgasm welling up inside of him.

 

[Darkened_Star]

She continued to take him all the way, oddly enjoying the feeling of his hands interlacing with her hair. Normally she'd hated when her boyfriends tried to push her down on their cocks, but now, this gentle urging, was just turning her on even more. She could feel his cock pulsing at the back of her throat and knew he was close now. She surfaced again to take a breath before wrapping her lips around his girth as his cock began to spasm as long streams of warm cum shot down her throat and filled her mouth.

It was almost too much for her to take, but she did her best, swallowing almost all of it, only a little escaping and trickling down her chin from the corner of her mouth. She smiled breathlessly at him, still gasping a little from taking him down her throat. She sat back on her ankles, pushing her pelvis forward subtly. Not that she needed to, the look in her eyes told him exactly what she was thinking now. He knew what she wanted, she was desperate for it, he'd already given her an orgasm, definitely a new experience and one she was eager to repeat. The only problem was she knew most men couldn't manage more than one load before they had to stop to get it back up.

She was almost praying for that to not be the case here. She wanted it, needed it. All thoughts of Peter and the guy from the swimming team were gone, replaced by an all consuming desire for this man, naked in front of her.

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

The pleasure Sophia had been giving him had been unlike anything a woman had ever done to him with her mouth, and he was surprised at how the build up to his orgasm had been so long in the making. It was so unusual, and happily so; he knew he was going to cum -- he was past the point of no return -- and yet another second and another second and yet another second passed, and he still hadn't ejaculated. It was absolutely the most incredible build up of pleasure he'd ever felt.

And when he finally exploded, he was almost sorry he had. It had been like being on the most exhilarating plane ride or parachute jump or bungee jump ever, an event so fantastic that you never wanted it to end ... but then, you wanted it to end so you could tell all your friends how crazy it had been, how unbelievably fun it had been. That was how she had made him feel; the sensations flooding him had to come to end -- he needed to climax! -- but at the same time he never wanted what she was doing down there to come to a close.

He let out a mighty groan as his dick leaped in her mouth, firing its load ... again and again and again. His fingers were still interlaced with her long blond hair, and he struggled with his own self, half of him wanted to shove her down further upon him while the other half stopped him, knowing she would only gag and pull away.

But she stayed on him, pulling up just a bit to allow her mouth to fill with his load. He wanted to look to her, see her face; he didn't understand a man's fascination -- his fascination -- with expending his cum into a woman's mouth, but it did exist. He wanted to watch her take it, milk him, suck it all down, swallow. Why...? He didn't know; he didn't care; and, in the end, he didn't see it. The euphoria took hold, and all he could do was close his eyes and wallow in it.

Eventually, as the pulsations stopped, he felt her mouth leave him. His heart was still pounding, his breaths leaving him in loud moans; he opened his eyes and looked to her, sitting back on her ankles, staring back at him. She shifter her lower body toward his groin, and his eyes fell to between her legs. With the light of the hallway behind her, Will could see her clit and pussy lips dangling between her thighs.

"I want in you," he said, sitting all the way up until their bodies were almost touching and grasping her by her buttocks. With his strength, he pulled her forward, atop his groin, and shifted his body to place himself at her pussy. "I want in you now. I want you to ride me until you cum. Tell me what you want ... and I'll do it. Anything."

He felt the tip of his dick at her entrance and lifted, pressing inside her...

(OOC -- Write as much of this next encounter as you wish, all the way to orgasm ... one, two, ten ... what ever she can handle. Will is capable of giving her all she wants; he has stamina. And he will give her all she wants ... because he wants her "roped in" for the future. He wants her never to want to be with anyone ever. I will respond at the end, when she is all tapped out. by the way, I really like your writing.)

 

[Darkened_Star]

(OOC:

(OOC -- Write as much of this next encounter as you wish, all the way to orgasm ... one, two, ten ... what ever she can handle. Will is capable of giving her all she wants; he has stamina. And he will give her all she wants ... because he wants her "roped in" for the future. He wants her never to want to be with anyone ever. I will respond at the end, when she is all tapped out. by the way, I really like your writing.)

Why thank you, I'm considerably enjoying this RP, the relationship between the characters is interesting and promises to become considerably more so. You're writing is really good, fluent, easy to read and visualise )

Sophia gasped slightly as she felt him at her entrance, the gentle pressure from his dick slowly pushing it's way inside. She dragged the back of her hand across her mouth, wiping away the cum from the corner of her mouth. She kissed him, longer, more erotically than the previous one, letting his tongue penetrate her mouth like his cock was penetrating her pussy as she began to move slowly up and down on it. First just a few inches, one or two, before he pulled out, hovering teasingly at the entrance of her pussy before penetrating her again, this time another two inches.

He continued teasing her, never giving her the full length, penetrating her, a few short, gentle thrusts which left her gasping and clutching at him, raised slightly above him so his head was clasped to her throat which he continued to nuzzle and kiss. Nipping her neck gently with his teeth, driving her to a point of arousal and desire that left her tottering on a knife edge. But there was only one way she could fall...

She came, orgasming so hard she cried out loud, she couldn't even speak, it was just a wordless cry of pleasure and desire. Once, twice, she lost count of how many times he brought her to that point and drove her over, again and again. Sometimes with holding the pleasure until she was literally begging for more, breathless and weak, unable to stop as her limbs and body trembled as she was lost in a whirlpool of sensations.

Now he was buried in her up to the hilt, she could feel his balls pressing against her buttocks as she ground against his crotch. Now she was lying back on the bed, her legs raised and wrapped around him as he continued to power into her, "more... more... harder."

She could hardly breathe now, gasping with desire and exhaustion, she climaxed a final time, she had no idea how many it was now, seven, eight. It could have been twenty for all she knew. She simply couldn't take any more...

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

(OOC -- I think I wrote previously that Sophia's eyes were blue. They're actually hazel, which you can see in the pic I use below.)

It had been a fuck he wouldn't soon forget...

Sophia had cum and cum and cum again, screaming out at times while at others simple erupting in quake like-trembles. Will was sure he would carry scars for at least a few weeks; every time she climaxed, her nails dug into what ever pound of flesh her hands had been upon at the time ... his chest, his back, his neck...

She'd felt so unbelievable to him. Everything about her was simply perfect, and her young, tight pussy was no different. Will hadn't had a teenager in over a decade, a slutty farmer's daughter type who'd had more action by 19 than most of the rest of her classmates combined. It just simply didn't compare to this.

Will had opened a new world to Sophia, and even beyond the sex itself, that had been the most incredible aspect of his encounter with the erotic creature. Ego. Will had always had a strong one. He loved to make his partner feel good, and ... oh, he'd certainly made Sophia feel good this morning.

As he stood from the bed and headed for the kitchen for bottles of water, he smiled broadly, then chuckled a bit. And oh my god, as the kids would say, he mused, she did the same to me, too! Sophia had simply been amazing. He glanced at the clock in the hallway as he passed -- noon ... meaning they'd been fucking almost non stop for three hours -- and wondered how she'd been able to keep it up -- keep him up, too -- for that long.

Will had endurance and stamina; he'd never tuckered out before his lover did. But, that had likely always been because once they'd cum once or twice or three times, they were done. The usual joke, of course, was that a man came and fell asleep in the same breath, satisfied and done. Mission accomplished; let me sleep. Will had never been like that. He didn't stop until his lover told him to. And Sophia? She never said stop!

Will was more satisfied now than he'd ever been in his life. And, he grimaced, walking to the kitchen, more sore than he'd been since he'd lost his virginity oh so many years ago.

Sophia literally had been the best fuck of his two decade long sex life. She made him explode three times, something no woman had ever done in such a short period of time. Her pussy simply were the pearly gates, and Will had spent the morning in heaven ... acting like the devil.

He returned to the bedroom with the cold bottles, his finally flaccid dick swinging gently to and from with each step. She was lying there, simply watching him as he walked, her breasts still rising a bit more than usual following that last we gotta quit this before someone dies orgasm. He stopped in the doorway, leaning against the frame to trade appreciative stares.

She was so young. Will was proud of what he'd done for her, and riding high on a kite for what she'd done to him. He wanted to be with her again and again, of course -- there was no question to that -- and, while retrieving the replenishing water, had already been considering schedules, wondering when next they could meet.

As he watched her and considered the last three hours, he couldn't help but also think, she's so innocent. She was a woman who knew how to fuck ... but ... what else had she experienced in her short life. Sexual excitement, sexual adventure; they weren't just found between the sheets, Will knew. She's got some learning ahead of her, some experiences to be enjoyed ... or NOT enjoyed so much, he thought, and you should be the one to open her to that world.

Thoughts began flooding Will's brain. She was a high school teenager, and he himself was the father of one. It wasn't like Will and Sophia were going to be carrying on a public relationship. Sneaking around, fucking; that was one thing. But they were never going to be girlfriend-boyfriend, sitting in the cafe over coffee, inviting their respective friends and family over to his place for the Superbowl or a family picnic.

But ... they could still have fun. Sophia had made him feel like he'd never felt before, and he didn't want that to stop. But he knew it would, eventually. They couldn't carry on like this for long before something -- his son, her parents, her judgmental school mates ... boredom -- got in the way.

Boredom, he mused. Whose boredom ... yours or hers?

That was a good question. Women -- particularly young ones like Sophia -- didn't typically stick with a good fuck simply for the sake of sex. At least, that was his experience. They wanted more out of their relationships, and -- aside from multiple orgasms -- Will really didn't have much in the relationship department to offer an 18 year old girl. She was going to want more.

On the other hand, while she was the best lay he'd ever had, sex for the purpose of sex got old even for an older guy fucking Aphrodite. Will's experience with relationships had always been that if you didn't keep it fresh, you didn't keep it.

He smiled and returned to the bed, laying beside her and offering the bottle. He reached out and pulled a lock of her blond away from her face, then leaned in and kissed first her cheek, then her shoulder, then a still-pert nipple. He looked to those pools of blue and -- figuring it would take them both a while to recuperate from this fucking -- said, "I have to go out of town ... business trip ... leaving in about three hours ... be gone until Tuesday night."

As he continued, he caressed a hand over the smooth skin of her body. God ... so fucking perfect ... I wish I could walk you down Main Street like this, announcing, "I made this scream in ecstasy! He sipped at his bottle, then rolled off the bed and looked down on her. How are you going to play this, Willie boy?

He chose firm and demanding ... with a side order of adventure.

"Peter will be at his youth league's basketball game Tuesday." He wondered how much about her schedule he should reveal. He knew there would be no game for her to Cheer at Tuesday. Of course, she could have a dozen other social events keeping her busy during the school week, too. "How about we meet here ... Tuesday ... about eight."

He said it as a statement, not a question. He wanted her to come here -- and cum here -- again, soon, and often; and he was pretty sure that she would, too. That was, of course, assuming that she didn't leave here today asking herself, Are you fucking crazy? He's an old man AND your boyfriend's father. So ... there was no reason to ask Can we do this again some time...? All Will had to do was give her a time.

He loved this...

He cocked his head a bit, listening. Leaning casually against the wall, he smiled and pointed a finger off into space. "By the way. That sound you may be hearing but not recognizing. That's Peter's car. I figure we have about 90 seconds."

 

[Darkened_Star]

Wow. No other word for it. Sophia had just experienced the best three hours of her life. There was no way anything she'd ever done could match up to that. On and on, she'd clutched him so tightly he'd probably feeling it for weeks. Was it enough? No way. She'd never been satisfied in that way before. And now she knew just how much pleasure Will could offer her she knew she wanted more. She was utterly exhausted from their fucking but she was desperate for more. For this, amazing, beautiful man to just pin her down and take her again, exhausted or not.

She was his now. She knew it, she might not have realised it but she'd been his from the moment he'd walked into the solarium. Irretrievably, irrevocably. She was utterly smitten. Whether it would last was anyone's guess but like any teenage girls first love he was everything she wanted and more. She couldn't imagine being without him and when she tried her breath would catch in her throat.

It wasn't just the sex, though that was unmatched. He'd kept on going, she'd cum over and over, so much in fact that every part of her body ached dully, so intense had been the orgasms and so fiercely had she clutched him to her. She'd been to heaven and back, again and again and again. And now she had she had the taste for it, like an addiction, she'd usually just had sex because her boyfriend had wanted to, not out of any great desire or gratification she might get for it. But this, this was something else and Will had been the one to bring it to her. If she'd never met him she would have continued living a life that was never quite fulfilled, never quite... real.

And now he was going? No he couldn't just go like that. He couldn't just leave her hanging on an edge she had no way of escaping. She needed him now, he obviously didn't understand. "No... don't go, I want you to stay..."

She was pleading, desperate to keep him. Maybe they could never be official, he might not want that, her parents certainly wouldn't allow it. Not that she cared, as long as she could she intended to be with him, she was his completely. Though she knew she couldn't keep him here, he would have to go away for work, regardless of what she wanted. At the mention of Tuesday she perked up, another chance, it was too far away though, she couldn't go that long without him but before she could answer he spoke again. "By the way. That sound you may be hearing but not recognizing. That's Peter's car. I figure we have about 90 seconds."

She wanted to say for a moment she didn't care, but Will was Peter's dad, she couldn't put Will in that position. In a rush she grabbed the phone from the bedside table, quickly keying a number into it. "That's my number. Please, call me, text me, I can't wait till Tuesday without hearing from you."

She got up and wincing, on trembling legs made her way out of his room, deliberately smiling seductively and brushing herself against him, snatching one last, deep kiss as she went past. She went into the bathroom, a shower would be the best excuse, she'd slept in, needed something to wake her up. Peter wouldn't suspect a thing...

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

When Sophia emerged from the bathroom, showered and fully dressed and no longer carrying the scent of her new lover on her, she was met by a wide smile and ogling eyes. Peter said suggestively, "Dad had to leave, so ... we have the house to ourselves if you want to, you know ... afternoon delight?"

He slid up close, throwing an arm around her and kissing her neck. He purred, told her she smelled like heaven, and whispered, "By the way, my dad thinks you're hot ... said he saw you in the jacuzzi as he was heading out for his jog ... said if I ever got tired of you, he'd show you some, how did he put it? ... real lovin'."

Peter laughed, as if he'd just heard the best joke in the world. He back away from her and started unbuttoning his shirt. He ogled her once more, then turned and headed for the solarium. "C'mon, baby ... let's get naked."

He continued onward, singing at the top of his lungs and way out of hey, not even looking back to see if she was coming, confident that she was...

 

[Darkened_Star]

She almost laughed guiltily. He had already shown her some 'real lovin'. Peter was confident though, strolling away to the Solarium, stripping as he went. And singing, why the singing? She grimaced, she couldn't face another half-hearted, dissatisfying session with him, not after what had happened this morning with Will.

Knowing that he would take his time settling into the jacuzzi she padded back into the bedroom, grabbing her stuff off his floor and dressing quickly. She couldn't get out of the house without going past the Solarium door however. She would have to confront him. She stood in the doorway, facing him in the hot tub. His face was puzzled, after all, he'd just offered her an afternoon of sex, how could she resist?

"Sorry Peter, I've gotta go, you and me? It's just not gonna work out. Sorry."

With that she left, trying not to smile until she was out of sight, she'd finished with him, leaving him looking crestfallen in the bubbling water. She went home, she had some work to finish anyway, though she left her phone propped up on the table, waiting, just waiting for Will to get in touch.

 

[AnotherOldGuy]

It had been a long fucking three days. Will had tapped the buttons on his cell a dozen times, bringing up Sophia's phone number, only to hit cancel instead and stuff the phone away in his pocket. A thousand times over those 80-plus hours, a smile had spread across his face as he remembered that morning ... remembered that beautiful girl ... that passionate woman. That night, unable to get her out of his mind, he'd tried to masturbate during his evening shower and found his dick so sore that he'd abandoned the attempt, laughing so loudly that Peter had come to the door and asked what was so funny.

Oh, if only you knew, boy, Will had thought.

If Sophia had been something for Will to contemplate, his son had been twice that. He'd been a dark cloud about the house all weekend. Will had resisted asking him about his encounter with Sophia after he himself left that Saturday morning, but by midday Sunday, he just couldn't take the tension any longer.

"What's up, boy?"

And ... the flood gates opened. Peter ranted on and on for almost an hour about that bitch. "Who the fuck does she think she is...? he'd asked at least a half a dozen times. "I'm the fucking quarterback ... State fucking All Star team! Any girl in school would rip her panties off for me if I asked!"

Will let him rage on for most of the time, only interrupting with questions or comments of compassionate support a few times. When Peter began to show signs of settling down, Will asked, "Son ... if she's just another girl ... why is it so important to you whether she wants to be with you anymore?"

Peter contemplated his answer for a long moment, his temples fluxing as he ground his teeth. Eventually, he turned to face his father and answered with a growl, "No one dumps me, dad."

Wanna bet, Will thought immediately, then looked away as he realized that a proud, almost-sadistic smirk was threatening to widen his mouth. "She's just a piece of ass, boy. Let it go. Find another warm pussy, and forget her."

They laughed together about Will's response -- not something a mother typically told a daughter in the flip side of the situation -- and then headed out to the local family friendly tavern to watch the football game and, when the bartender wasn't watching, share a beer together.

By Tuesday, his son's attitude had improved. He was already flirting around with one of the newer Cheer squad members -- probably more to piss off Sophia than anything else -- and hadn't mentioned Will's new sex toy since before the end of Sunday's game.

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***Where are you right now?***

Will waited for the response to his text. He was only assuming that Sophia had text messaging. It seemed logical; he didn't know a person with a cell phone, particularly a teenager, who wasn't a texting fanatic. He checked his watch; it was almost 3:30, almost the end of last period at the high school. He was tickled when the reply came quickly.

***Stadium. Can I come over?***

The stadium, Will thought. A smile spread across his face. Oh, baby ... we're gonna have fun. He typed:

***R U alone***

***I can b***

***B alone in 20. Coming to u***




Ten minutes later than he said it would take him, Will parked outside the high school football stadium's fence and made his way to the track. There were a half dozen people making their way around it -- a quartet of girls in Cross Country uniforms, a new mother pushing a jogging cart with her newborn sound asleep before her, and a pair of elderly women speed walking while ranting on about recent changes in their Medicare benefits.

Will stripped off his sweats and began a slow jog around the track. His tight fitting gym shorts showed off his fit legs and buttocks; the tee shirt, that road high as he ran, showed his powerful abs and strong back. For a man of 38, he looked damn good and, as he neared and passed the others on the track, he was ogled by one and all.

But it was the beautiful blond in the stands, staring down at him as he passed once, twice, three times who was the one he wanted looking at him ... and fantasizing.

As he prepared to make his fourth pass, he looked about the track and realized that only the jogging mother was still encircling the track. He slowed and moved to the stands, where he began a post-run stretching routine ... all the while looking up at Sophia, who looked a bit spooked to be here in public with the man she had spent Saturday afternoon fucking.

Sophia looked to tantalizing. She wore a colorful, halter dress that revealed the smooth flesh of her long legs below its mid-thigh length hemline. Even on what had turned out to be an unseasonable warm February afternoon, the cloth about her bosom couldn't conceal her hardened nipples from him. Her blond hair spilled down upon her shoulders, occasionally catching the light breeze and wafting about.

Will looked over his shoulder, smiling to the passing mother and making a comment about her little one. When she was out of ear shot, he turned back to Sophia, smiled, and said without any attempt of containing his voice, "Show me your tits."