Forbidden Seduction

[Miltone]

Although this is a closed thread between Xtcnymphette and yours truly, you are all cordially invited to read along as we weave a tale of lust and seduction ...

Jerry Myers

“So Jerry, what do you think?” John Boy asked me as he pulled the car cover off his latest automotive acquisition.

As the fleece-lined blue cloth slipped free of the supple curves of his vintage Jag E-Type roadster, I let out a low whistle. The bright red paint was immaculate and the impact of seeing the curvy red sports car struck a deep chord inside me.

“Man, that is gorgeous,” I remarked. “Simply gorgeous!”

John Boy was my best friend, the best buddy a guy could have. He was such a good friend that I couldn’t really remember exactly why I called him John Boy—I knew it wasn’t because of the Walton’s TV show or any of that stuff. Maybe it was because we had known each other since we were kids, or maybe because he was younger than me by nearly a year. But whatever the reason we were buddies and had shared the best and worst of our lives.

We had gone to school together and served in the Army together. We had each been best man at each other’s wedding. We kept in touch even when he had been reassigned by his automaker employer down under to Australia for several years. After he and his family had returned and my marriage was failing, he was the one who stood by me and supported me through it all.

And now that I was back on my feet and circulating again, our mutual love of old cars was stronger than ever. Though my tastes ran toward Classic era Packard’s and Cadillac’s, his poison was sports cars—British sports cars mostly. But just as I had driven him to his wedding years ago in my old ’48 Caddy limousine, each time he ran across a fine old MG, Jag or Bentley, he gladly shared the experience with me.

And now we were standing in his garage admiring his early series E-Type. There was a sensual—almost sexual—look to the curves of the fenders, front and rear. When he started it up, the rasp of the exhaust spoke of nothing but sex and excitement. And when he let me slip behind the wheel and take it out for a spin, I pushed the stiff stick through the gears and felt the overhead-valve engine take me where I wanted to be. With the balmy early summer air blowing through my hair, I felt as free as I had been in a very long time. Though I was nervous about pulling it back up into his garage upon my return, I did so without leaving a scratch and found myself slipping out from behind the leather-wrapped wheel with a big old grin on my face.

“Man, that is the most fun I’ve had with my clothes on in years!” I remarked with a laugh.

“We aren’t allowed to have fun with our clothes off in this house,” chuckled John-Boy. “So, how about a cold one? I’ve got some fresh Heinies or could mix a Manny on the rocks for ya.”

“Actually a beer would be fine on a hot day like this,” I remarked, thinking that a cold brew trumps a Manhattan on a hot day like this. “That would really hit the spot.”

I followed him inside and into the kitchen and watched as he pulled a couple of green bottles from the fridge. As we took a seat at the counter and pulled on the cold dark brew, John Boy began to relate the latest story about his kitchen remodel project. It had been one screw-up after the other, but his stories were all entertaining, especially the way he told them. I nodded and listened and laughed. Just as he was detailing the latest debacle concerning the granite countertop, I caught a glimpse of a shadow moving into the kitchen out of the corner of my eye.

It was John Boy’s daughter, Tracie, heading toward the fridge. I hardly recognized her. I remembered a skinny little girl playing dolls with my own daughter at Christmas years before, but as she strolled languidly into the kitchen in her short little shorts and a clingy, skimpy little top, my eyes widened. A lot. She looked so much like her mother at that age, flawless creamy skin, mid five foot tall and slender, and luxurious blonde hair with just a hint of red highlights. When she turned toward me and flashed her bright sky blue eyes, I knew my jaw dropped and I could do nothing to help it. Her full pouty lips curled into a smile when she saw me. My god, what had happened between her high school graduation a year before and now? More than just a year of college, I thought to myself.

She pulled open the fridge and peered inside as if looking over each item and deciding whether she wanted to eat it or not. The rush of cold air certainly had an effect on her body as her nipples began to stiffen and protrude through the thin top clinging to her body. Was she deliberately arching her back to make her firm little breasts jut out like that, or was it my terminally horny old man state of mind? I tried to look down at my beer, but found my eyes shooting back up to gaze at Tracie and felt a warmth grow in my loins. I smiled and shook my head. That girl is gonna break some hearts before she is through, I thought.

“Hey, Honey,” John Boy called out. “Soda’s in the fridge downstairs.”

“I’m hungry, Father, not thirsty,” she replied, pertly twisting her trim and athletic body toward us. My god, she is beautiful! I thought, as Tracie’s eyes met mine and she smiled alluringly. And she is looking right at me! My eyes carefully swept down and back up the length of her body, not a curve misplaced, not a single blemish to obscure the complexion of her perfect skin, so much of it revealed by her skimpy outfit. When our eyes met up again, she grinned proudly as if satisfied that she had my complete attention and then turned back to the fridge.

Pulling out some fresh strawberries and cream, she carried them over to the sink and began to prepare them. As John Boy continued about his kitchen project, I paid attention partly to him, but mostly to her. My, god, has she grown up, I thought, and couldn’t help but watch as she washed off the berries and began to dip them in the cream with her long slender fingers. She raised one up to her lips for a taste. I could have sworn that she looked right over at me when she bit into the juicy berry. Her little pink tongue darted out to lick the excess cream from her lips. Then she smiled directly at me—there was no mistaking the nature of her smile this time. She lowered her head a bit and let her big light blue eyes shine right in my direction.

“Beautiful …” I mumbled under my breath.

“Say what?” John Boy asked, puzzled by my comment.

“Um, uh … your kitchen job … it looks beautiful,” I mumbled, my eyes still gazing at Tracie, who was looking directly at me and licking her lips with her sexy little tongue. “Looks great. You’ve done a nice job.”

While John proudly leaned back on his stool, I couldn’t take my eyes away from Tracie as she gazed right at me and raised another cream covered strawberry to her full lips …

 

[xtcnymphette]

It was strange, I could feel his eyes on me the moment he entered the room. I was conscious of being looked at. As I rummaged through the shelves of the refrigerator looking for some cool fruit I could feel my nipples stiffen beneath my halter top. I was bra less and the the thin stretch cotton midriff top showed an outline of them as the cold air hit them. I was use to being looked at by men of all ages. I enjoyed it and loved to tease. As I turned to answer my father the cheeky smile I gave was on that when accompanied with me pulling back my shoulders and pushing forward my boobs proudly was kind of meant to say 'Look how much I've grown up' to Dad's friend. He was cute and I remembered him from a few years ago. He had a daughter my age. I dont quite know what came over me but when I began to prepare the strawberries and eat them I kept trying to be as seductive as possible.

'Dad, could you give me a lift over to Elli's house We are going to do some girl stuff together tonight.' I said.

'You remember I have a car club meeting tonight dont you Trace? Maybe Jerry can drop you off on his way back to town. Is that ok with you Jerry?'
I dont know why but the thought of Jerry giving me a lift was very appealing and I agreed that he would drop me off after I had changed.


I went to my room and peeled off my tiny hipster shorts revealing a sweet pair of white silk hipster string bikini panties with a red heart pattern. I peeled off my halter top and cupped my boobs in my hands feeling the still hard nipples against my palm. Mmmmmm there was no doubt I was horny. I had split up with daniel over a week ago and after screwing like rabbits for six months every day a week felt like I had returned to virgin status to me. As I fondled my breast I began to feel tingling in my pussy region and slid my fingers across the silk triangle that stretched across it. Mmmmmm I was horny. The wteness that greetted me with a single touch confirmed it.

I thought about how Dad's friend had looked at me. What would it be like if he was touching me? The oldest guy I'd ever had was thrity and I enjoyed that a lot. He bought me some sexy underwear and would treat me like a gift to be opened slowly and tantiilisingly then he would make me cum with his fingers and mouth and fuck me hard and long. As I thought about it my fingers massaged my pussy eagerly and I began to pant and shiver. The wetness dribbled from my pussy. I imagined Jerry touching me and began to cum quickly and viiolently. My pleasure was interupted by my Dad calling out asking whther I was ready to go. So I leapt up fumbled thru my drawer and found the mathcing bra for the panties I was wearing and then grabbed an ultra white short dress from my wardrobe that plunged low around my breasts clasped them into a tight cleavage and flaired at the waist.

I hurriedly found some slip on shoes and ran down the stairs. Jerry was the perfect gentleman and by the time we got into his car I was already feeling like making my fantasy come true. he couldnt keep his eyes off me each time I crossed or uncrossed my legs in the car it was as if he was waiting to see my panties.

'What a beautiful car. I like convertibles. The wind in my hair and upo my dress' I said cheekily. the whole journey to Elli's place was one long tease and at one stage my dress had flown up in the wind and shown him my sweet white panties. As we pulled up outside Elli's flat I was so horny I could barely think of anything else. 'It doesn't look like she's home from work yet can you wait with me until she comes home?' He told me about his divorce and I told him about my break up and we seemed to loose half an hour just chatting like old friends. 'Well I guess we're both on the rebound.' I said as I noticed him looking longingly at my legs once more. 'You know most guys my age would hve tried to get in my pants a dozen times in the time we've been sitting here. In fact I must admit to fantasising about you earlier. You do seem to enjoy looking at my legs and when my dress flew up earlier I thought you were going to jump me then and there. I teased.

'Your beautiful. Perhaps the most desirable woman I've ever met but you're my best friends daughter.' I simply leaned forward and kissed him I didn't know why I just did. He didn't pull away he took me in his arms and kissed me back. Our lips touched softly and his hand caressed my neck sending shivers through me. The memory of my past masturbation gathered again in my panties as I moaned a little. 'Mmmmmmm yeah.' The kissing was so sensuous. I had not kissed so long or so gently with Daniel he normally would have his hands up my dress or in my bra or begin to undress me. Jerry just kissed me and I never felt so excited. I was aching to be touched. My nipples were hard again, my panties damp all from kissing.

 

[Miltone]

Jerry Myers

The evening had advanced so quickly and it felt as if I was caught in a whirlwind. I had only dropped by John Boy’s house to drop off some notes about an upcoming antique car show and to see his latest acquisition. But now I had forgotten all about the thrill of driving his E-Type Jag and was readily agreeing to give his lovely daughter—no, strike that—his incredibly sexy daughter a ride to her friend’s place. I knew that she was the age of my own daughter; I knew that she should be just another young unattainable girl to me. But as we drove along in my mint condition 1954 Cadillac Convertible, the warm summer wind in our hair, the sound of old classic rock and roll playing on the radio, the difference in our ages seemed to mean nothing.

At the moment she happily flounced down the stairs, I knew that I was in trouble. There was something so stirring about seeing her in that snug white dress with the subtle flare about the waist and hips. She was so young, so sweet, and so vulnerable, that I had to force myself to look away and repeat to myself, she’s your daughter’s age, less than half yours, old man! Yet she kept looking at me so appealingly, so seductively. Was she? Could she? No, no way, no how … would she?

We drove off and John Boy waved approvingly as we pulled away. The summer evening was young, the sun was just dropping down toward the horizon, and I watched as she ran her hand over the firm leather seat. She had such long slender fingers, the nails painted perfectly to contrast with her outfit. When her fingernails brushed against the leg of my jeans, I thought what a silly accident it was. Oh, we did talk as I drove along. Yes, she gave me her opinion about what a nice car this old Cadillac was. I added some forgettable comments about how long it took me to restore it. She sighed and looked over at me.

Then it was that we turned the corner and a sudden gust of wind blew her skirt up, revealing her long shapely legs and the little white panties with a delicate red heart pattern that lie underneath. I looked away but then glanced back when she made no effort to brush the skirt of her dress back down. She simply rode along, her arm resting on the sill of the door, her hand lying upon the frame of vent window, her long blonde hair trailing off behind her in the balmy night breeze. For a moment I wanted to capture this moment in a bottle, in a photograph, in my mind’s eye. I’m sure that I was grinning far too much, staring much too longingly, talking far too vaguely about absolutely nothing in particular. Yet the moment was priceless.

“This is her flat,” Tracie remarked as we pulled up in front of her friend’s apartment. “But it doesn't look like she's home from work yet. Can you wait with me until she comes home?”

“Not a problem. Don’t have much else going on tonight,” I lied. “Since my divorce I don’t seem to have much else to do.” That last part was closer to the truth.

“I’m sorry about all that,” Tracie said sadly. “I heard about it from my father. It must be so difficult for you. She must be a real fool to give up on a sweet sexy guy like you.”

“Yeah, but you know we have to move on,” I replied, a little embarrassed by her comment. “Life doesn’t wait for anyone.”

“I know that, I’ve heard that, I live that way too,” she said, leaning back in the plush leather seat and running a hand back through her long silky blonde hair. “When I broke up with my last boyfriend, Daniel, at first I thought I wouldn’t have a thing to do, but that seems so silly now. I’ve never been busier.”

“I know the feeling,” I admitted, glancing over at Tracey longingly.

“It’s like, just what kind of fool was I to stay with him so long when I knew it wouldn’t last.”

“Amen, honey,” I laughed. She laughed too, and for a moment all of the years that separated us seemed to disappear. I wasn’t an old man and she wasn’t an incredibly beautiful young woman. We were just … just … just friends who obviously had something in common. “But you know sometimes you think you have such a good thing going that you don’t realize what you’re missing out on until you find something else—or someone else.”

“But it’s that someone else that’s so difficult to see … sometimes I wonder if I’ve ever met that special someone … you know?”

“I do,” I answered, thoroughly endeared with her sexy Aussie accent. “And I must admit that I could sit here and listen to you all evening.”

“What?”

“It’s just your voice, your accent … it is so … so … so sexy … I don’t know exactly …”

“Thank you,” she said and then she smiled at me again, but not like before. Somehow it was as though she understood me. “Well I guess you could say that we're both on the rebound.” She glanced at me knowingly, as if seeing how I was looking longingly at her legs again. “You know, most guys my age would have tried to get in my pants a dozen times in the time we've been sitting here. In fact I must admit to fantasising about you earlier. You do seem to enjoy looking at my legs and when my dress flew up earlier, I thought you were going to jump me then and there.”

I was caught by surprise by her comment. I didn’t think that I was so transparent, but I guess it must have been pretty obvious by now. I had no choice but to be completely honest. “You’re beautiful, Tracey … perhaps the most desirable young woman I've ever met … but you're my best friends daughter.”

We looked at each other, our eyes opened wide. She leaned toward me and kissed my lips. It was the sweetest most delicate kiss I could remember and one that I returned gladly. I took her into my arms and pulled her trim body closer. As my hand reached around to caress her neck, she moaned so softly, so sweetly, so sexily.

“Mmm, yeah,” she sighed as our lips parted. I felt her hands on my neck and in my hair.

It was such a pleasure to brush my lips against hers. I could taste the sweetness of her lips, the heat of her tongue, the longing of her intentions. For many long minutes we simply explored each other, thoroughly enjoying these first sweet kisses and discovering what each of us liked and in a small way what turned each of us on. Each taste and touch was sensational. I lifted my hand to her cheek and caressed her soft tender skin. How much I missed this kind of intimacy! Perhaps in my younger days I would have been like she had said, touchy and feely and groping her all over, all hands and blunt eagerness. But this felt so good I wanted to enjoy the moment. So we sat underneath the streetlamp outside her friend’s place kissing like a couple of school kids.

And then it hit me. She still was, at least if you can call a college girl a school kid. I pulled back and looked at her, her light blue eyes misty with passion, her cheeks flushed with arousal, her lips wet and open and tempting me. The pink tip of her tongue came between her teeth teasingly. She looked so young and although the way she kissed belied any hint of complete innocence, I was struck for the moment by how young she was and how much older I was.

“Tracie … this feels … too good,” I said haltingly. “I mean, you … you’re … so young …”

“Too young? Feels too good?” she said with a cute smirk curling her wet luscious lips. “If it’s all the same to you, it feels very good to me.” She leaned in again and kissed me, a deep hot kiss full of probing tongue and soft wet lips pressing against mine. Then she backed away and looked at me, her eyes searching around my face. “I know you like it … you know that I like it … how can something like that be too good?” Her hand still rested behind my neck, her fingernails lightly combing through my hair.

“It’s just that … you … me …” I felt flustered and took a deep breath before trying to speak again. “For one thing, your father is my best friend … for another, you’re virtually the same age as my own daughter.”

“So?” she said lightly. “Maybe I like older men … maybe I’m looking for one who can appreciate me and treat me like a woman wants to be treated.”

“Oh, I appreciate you, Tracie,” I said chuckling at my own reluctance. “You are a beautiful young woman, but I haven’t been dating all that much, and I don’t want to go too fast and spoil things.”

“So that’s it,” she smiled and brought her hands to the collar of my shirt. “You haven’t been with a woman in a while, eh? Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to take my time with you.” She pulled me closer and kissed me again. The heat of her kiss was melting my reserve. I could feel a stirring in my loins that I hadn’t in such a long time. The look of her, the scent of her, the feel of her lips and body pressing against mine was overcoming my second thoughts.

My hands went to her, one moving up to the back of her head, fingers combing through her silky blonde hair; my other hand returning to her cheek; they both tingled from touching her silky hair and soft body. One hand grazed lazily down from her cheek, the fingertips tracing along her neck and around her ear. Then I drew it down over her chest and cupped it around her breast. My thumb and finger explored her soft but firm flesh and circled the stiff little nipple through the thin fabric of her dress and bra. She moaned as I touched her and arched her back, pressing her breast deep into my palm. Then I heard music, not a lush string section but the thin tinny sound of a cell phone.

“Oh, that’s me,” Tracie said with a slight giggle, breaking off our kiss and fumbling through her purse for her phone. She planted a quick little kiss on my lips and then answered her phone with a simple, “Hello.” My hand lingered on her breast, drawing circles around the erect nipple protruding through her clothes. She closed her eyes for a moment and I felt her body tremble slightly. Then she spoke into the phone again.

“Hi, Elli! Yeah, I’m just outside … yes … oh, a friend of Daddy’s is dropping me off … oh … really? … late you say … hope it’s all for a good reason.” She laughed heartily. “Mmm, that is a good reason … uh-huh, like I’m finding a few good reasons of my own.” Tracie looked at me and pursed her lips as if to blow me a kiss. When my hand began to explore her other breast, she shifted in the car seat to give me better access. “Yes, he is … and verrry cute and attentive though just a wee bit shy.” She grasped my hand and held it against her breast, pressing her taut little nipple into my palm. “We’ll see about that,” she giggled. “Ok, then hon, I’ll see you when you get here. Byee!” Her phone beeped as she ended the call. “That was Elli. She’s going to be a little later than she expected so she said to go ahead inside and make ourselves to home.”

“Well, I … uh, think I should be going now. I mean I was just going to drop you off …”

“Oh, nonsense!” she said, dropping her phone back into her purse. “You don’t want me to wait all by myself, do ya?”

“Well, like I said, I should be going …”

“But I’ll be all by myself and who knows what terrible things could happen,” she said, her face glossed over with a well-presented look of innocence.

“Oh, I suppose,” I said, and then followed her from the car as she bounded up to Elli’s flat.

Tracie fished the key out from its hiding spot and let us inside. It was a neat clean little place and she looked completely at home, even grabbing a pair of beers from the fridge. She handed me one and switched on the radio tuning in a favorite station. As her body swayed to the sensuous rhythm, I stood back, leaning against a doorway and watched her. The white dress clinging seductively to the curves of her ass, her long shapely legs shifting side to side, her blonde hair swaying from shoulder to shoulder. Her head turned back to look at me and she smiled. Then she sauntered toward me, almost as if dancing her way along, taking a sip of beer, never letting her big blue eyes leave me. She stepped right up to me and leaned her body against mine, the fingers of her free hand tracing the contours of my chest …

 

[xtcnymphette]

I was still as horny as hell and enjoying the effect my completely un-subtle behaviour was having on this distinguished and sexy older man. As he sat on the couch and drank the beer I'd just given him I decided to continue being blatent and bold.

'So where were we? Oh Thats right you were touching my tits and telling me why we shouldnt rush things.' I walked over swaying my hips I put the cold beer I had against my tit. 'I dont need the cold to make my nipples hard, you already did that see!' I took a fast long drink from the beer and let the frothiness form around my lips and chin. Put the beer down on the table making sure I bent over sufficiently so he could glimpse my pantied ass. Then sat beside him.

'You're a damn sexy little girl Tracie but we really shouldnt do this!' he stammered.

I wiped the froth from my lips and chin a with my fingers and then sucked my fingertips as if I was sucking his cock.

'So I'm a little girl am I? And we shouldnt be doing this? Noone needs to know but us do they? And you want to... don't you?' I lifted the hem of my dress and revealed my sweet white silk panties. 'You know the best things about forbidden fruit is it's firm, juicy and sweeter than anything you've ever tasted. Besides I'm 20 years old and I have done this before. It's not as if I'm a virgin and you're taking advantage of me. I want you! Why dont you see just how much.' With that I leaned forward and kissed him again and his hand flew to my panties and began to feel the wetness gathering inside them and moaned expressively.

'God you are so wet.' he repeated as if he couldn't believe a young girl like me could get so horny with him. His fingers stroked my panties and he traced an outline in circles around my folds until he found my clit. In moments I was shivering and moaning. His expert fingers knew exactly what I wanted he gently pressed and rubbed the soft silk against my clit with just the right amount of pressuer, just the right amount of movement. I kissed him excitedly my tongue exploring his mouth my fingers caressing his neck and running through his hair.

As I began to cum the shivers took me deep and the moans that escaped my mouth and shortness of breath were muffled by his insistent kisses. His other hand was moved inside my bra and pinched my nipple hard as I came. 'Oh yes that's so good! Do you want me? I'm so horny for you. Oh God that's so good! Oh My I'm cumming again.'

I couldnt help myself I melted into his arms and for what seemed like an eternity all I was conscious of was orgasming followed by another exciting build up then another orgasm. His fingers had moved inside my panties by this stage and he had swapped tits and squeezed my other nipple hard. My panties were soaking wet and I was babbling about how good it was and how much I wanted to fuck him indisperesed with cries of 'Oh god I'm cumming again! and oooooh make me cum again! I want to cum more, more, more. I was being a damned greedy little bitch and all i could do was ask for more.

I had recovered a little from the tirade of every intensifying orgasms by kissing him appreciatively in a gush of lips and tongue when he moved a finger inside my pussy. Then another. He savoured the tightness. 'Can you imagine how tight it's going to be when you put your cock inside me.' I teased. 'Oooooh God it's so tight' he moaned. He pushed deep inside me and I felt his thumb manipulate my clit then he wiggled them inside me until I began to shiver and moan again.
'Oh God I want you inside me. Finger fuck me. I'm so hot for you. Make me cum again.' I blurted as His magic fingers thrust into me and his thumb and palm slapped my clit. I began the cycle of pleasure once more and felt myself relax intot he rhythm of intense build up where I begged him to fuck harder and then an explosion where my pussy shot wetness followed by an intense orgasm and then a brief period where I babled incoherently about how horny I was again.

We must have been in that state for a reasonable amount of time before I realised he had no intention of fucking me he was merely satisfying my own need. I reached out in my endorphined haze and felt for his cock. I felt it beneath his pants like an oversized salami. He wasnt just horny, he wasnt just big he was huge. I gasped as I touched it for the first time and began to run my fingers eagerly over the thick shape beneath his pants. 'Oh God you are so big! Dont you want to put that inside my tight wet pussy?' I shivered again as he thrust his fingers into me deep and hard and began to cum again. I clutched his cock through his pants hard and felt it throb and just as I regained composure enough to begin to unzip him when I heard the sound of footsteps up the stairs and Elli's keys in the door. 'Tracie.' She called out 'Are you here hun?' He jumped in alarm pulling his fingers from me and looking embarassed. I stood and adjusted my skirt and top quickly as Elli walked into the room smiling.

'So how have you two been occupying yourself while you were waiting?' She ventured.
'Oh just chatting about life on the rebound and stuff.' I replied with a giggle. ' And stuff!' she said giggling and looking at Jerry desparately trying to cover up the king sized hard on in his pants. The wetness trickled down my inner thighs I was so unbelieveably horny. I could not remember ever cumming that hard and that often even when I masturbated myslef to sleep. 'Want a beer girl? ' I said as I smoothed my dress over my legs and went to the fridge. 'This is my father's friend Jerry who I told you about. He's into hot cars and hot women.' I giggled. Elli is my oldest friend in the US and I'd known her since I came back from Australia and before when I had been very little. We had communicated by email for years. She is a pretty brunette tall and slender with green eyes that shine. She knew what I had been doing we had often talked about seducing older men to see what it would be like I could tell she was dying to find out all the gossip about what had happened while she was at work.

Jerry looked embarassed even for a guy who had a daughter our age I could tell he felt like he was in the middle of secret womens business. 'I'd better go now I've done my duty and kept you company until your friend came home. Nice to meet you Elli.' He got up and moved to the door and I signalled to Elli I was going to see him out and walked to the door. Outside I closed the door behind us and stopped him. I put my arms around his neck in a daughterly sort of way and hugged him. 'You may have done your duty but I still have to do mine.' I reached down and brushed his cock lightly through his pants and kissed him sweetly. He sighed audibly.

'I shouldnt being doing this but I dont want to stop can I see you tomorrow around three? I have to drop some stuff off to your Dad around five.' I nodded and smiled as he turned and walked down the steps to his car.

 

[Miltone]

I looked back up toward Elli’s flat only to see Tracie sending me a sexy little finger wave and then blowing me a kiss. The rumbling sound of the great old Cadillac V8 engine coming alive filled my ears as I pulled away from the curb and off into the balmy summer night air. I hadn’t planned on doing more than dropping her off at her friend’s place. But then I hadn’t planned on Tracie coming on to me either. She’s my daughter’s age for Christ sake! What would John Boy—the best friend I have in this world—say if he knew what I had just done? How would I feel when finding out that he had done the same to my sweet little Emma? I lifted my hand to my nose and could readily smell the sweet scent of her sex on my fingers. Oh, she was young and gorgeous and sexy, true, but she was far older than her tender years implied.

I thought about myself. Okay, I’m not the world’s most handsome man, but certainly not bad for my age. I have a full head of hair with only the slightest bit graying at the temples. I’ve worked at keeping my body and my mind fit and healthy. Why shouldn’t she be attracted to me? I have a lot going for me: my own house, a great job, and a modest collection of antique cars and other toys. Since my kids are mostly grown, I have a lot of freedom to go places and do things and am still young enough to enjoy a good party with the best of them. Why shouldn’t a beautiful sexy young girl like Tracie be attracted to me?

Now, in my work life and elsewhere, I have become familiar with this younger generation of women, the inheritors and beneficiaries of the women’s liberation movement of the 60s and 70s. They are bold and open and defy many of the conventions that had saddled their mothers and grandmothers with traditional roles of mothers and caregivers. They are computer savvy and fully embrace the power of the Internet and cell phones and modern technology. They are frank about their sexuality and unafraid to freely express it or even flaunt it. And now I have come face to face in my personal life with just such a girl.

Never before had I felt this way, I thought, as I drove through the light evening traffic. It was an intense feeling inside. My body trembles, my thighs tingle, and my cock lies thickened and aroused in my lap. Feelings of titillation and need and desire flowed through my veins. I had only intended on dropping her off, but then as we kissed and touched, an urgent feeling of desire grew inside me. I wanted her … I wanted her badly! No matter how wrong, how forbidden it was, I wanted her.

In my mind, I relived each moment, remembered each word, each action, and just the very thought sent my pulse racing and produced a raging erection between my legs. The way she looked at me, her luminous blue eyes sparkling brightly, the way her fingers played upon my chest, the way her supple young body brushed up against mine all brought a fresh swelling of arousal.

“So, I'm a little girl am I, and we shouldn’t be doing this? … No one needs to know but us do they? And you want to, don’t you? … You know the best things about forbidden fruit is it's firm, juicy, and sweeter than anything you've ever tasted … Besides I'm 20 years old and I have done this before, so it's not as if I'm a virgin and you're taking advantage of me … I want you! Why don’t you see just how much …”

I couldn’t believe the electric feeling tingling my fingers as I touched her body, the firmness of her pert breasts, her lean trim abdomen, the soft wet and smooth folds of her pussy. Her fresh dewy complexion tantalized my fingers. I couldn’t believe how sensitive she was as I touched her through her clothes, the way her nipples sprang up taut and erect, the way her pussy quickly grew hot and moist. I had intended to leave but the more we kissed and felt up each other’s body, the less likely it became for me to pull myself away from her. It had been a long while since I had been with a woman, much less a sexy young girl, but I knew quite well how to touch her, and I felt this overwhelming need to please her, to make her cum.

“Oh, yes! That’s so good! Do you want me? I'm so horny for you … Oh, God, that's so good! Oh, my! I'm cumming again! … Oooooh make me cum again! I want to cum more … more … more!”

I had pulled at her dress, freeing her firm little breasts from her dress and bra. I couldn’t resist kissing and licking and sucking her proud little nipples, caressing them with my free hand. I savored the movement of her body as she responded, grinding her body against me, moaning and sighing intensely. I could feel her pussy clamp tightly around my fingers as I turned and twisted them up inside her. Her hips moved in a sexy little circle as she ground her sex against my hand. Her body shook and wriggled when my thumb brushed hard against her clit.


“Can you imagine how tight it's going to be when you put your cock inside me? Oh God I want you inside me … Finger fuck me … I'm so hot for you … Make me cum again … Fuck me harder, Jerry! … Oh, fuck! I’m so hot for you … I need your cock inside me … I need it!”

She reached for me, her long slender fingers finding my cock snaking from my lap and down the leg of my pants. Just the least touch of her hand made it twitch with excitement and grow longer and harder. She traced the outline of it and moaned while I continued to finger her sweet wet little pussy and suckle her tempting little tits.

“Oh God you are so big! Don’t you want to put that inside my tight wet pussy?”

She grabbed at my cock and started to open my fly. Then her friend came home and I felt a streak of panic snap through me. I jumped up from the couch and tried to adjust myself but knew I would have a difficult time concealing the throbbing cock aching between my legs. As Elli called out and made her way to where we were, Tracie showed no signs of panic. She simply calmly rearranged her dress and looked up at me teasingly. There was no mistaking the flushed look of arousal on her face and chest, and my guilty nose could detect the sweet scent of her sex. I’m sure my own physical arousal was evident by the way Elli looked at us with a knowing smile. She was really awesome about the situation and seemed to understand what had just been going on and not to mind in the least. In fact, she gave us each a knowing wink and a smile. When the girls began to chat, I felt a bit out of place and excused myself to leave. But Tracie stopped me on the way out. She gave me a warm hug and kiss.

“You may have done your duty but I still have to do mine …”

Then her hand brushed against my cock, giving it a little squeeze. Now driving home, I could still feel the tingles from her touch as my cock throbbed in my lap. Replaying the scene had now brought me to home and I pulled the Caddy into its accustomed parking space in the garage. I went inside, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and stepped outside to sit on the deck, looking up at the moon high in the sky, silhouetted against a blanket of stars. “Oh, Lady Moon, why have you brought this girl to me?” I said aloud, closing my eyes. “She’s so young and so sexy and I want her so much!”

It’s not like I was expecting or really needed an answer, so I sat under the stars and drank my beer and took several deep breaths. Maybe it was my time now. Maybe this is the right thing for me now. Maybe this will make up for the way my wife had abandoned me sexually during the months when our marriage broke down. Maybe this will make up for the nights of rejection and loneliness that I had endured during the divorce. Maybe this is my reward for being a good, decent guy who hadn’t lost his sense of humor or humanity. I had made a date with her for the next afternoon and I was determined to keep it.

I went inside and got undressed for bed and paused for a moment before the mirror. There was a shit-eating grin on my face and a certain swagger in my pose. I’m not a bad looking guy, tall and muscular, broad shoulders, narrow waist and hips … and complete with a long thick cock that made itself known with a twitch. Then I pictured Tracie beside me, her height in comparison to mine, about where her breasts would meet my touch, and her hips, and her pussy. When my cock sprang to attention again, I took that image of Tracie to bed with me and soon fell asleep soundly with her sweet voice echoing in my head.

“I'm so horny for you … Can you imagine how tight it's going to be when you put your cock inside me? … Oh God I want you inside me … I'm so hot for you … Oh, fuck! I’m so hot for you … I need your cock inside me … I need it! … Oh God you are so big! Don’t you want to put that inside my tight wet pussy? … You may have done your duty but I still have to do mine …”

The next day, I felt refreshed and renewed and couldn’t wait to get to work. The events of the previous evening seemed almost like a dream that haunted me deliciously throughout the day. Though no one said a word about it, I was certain that some of my closest friends wondered about the glowing smile on my face and the extra bounce in my step. In the midst of our usual production meeting, I remembered kissing Tracie and felt my cock twitch. When taking a walk during my mid morning break, I remembered her words from the night before, and laughed out loud, a happy laugh. When the afternoon moved on, I remembered my words to her and my body trembled with anticipation. On some levels, maybe this was wrong, but in my heart it felt so right.

I managed to slip away early and pulled up to John Boy’s house just a little after three. I felt a twinge of nervousness inside as I gathered up the notes and photos from the Classic Car Club tour that I had promised to drop off for him for inclusion in the club newsletter. It was a hot sunny day and my hands felt a bit damp as I pressed the doorbell. After a minute or so, I pressed it again. What if Tracie had forgotten? What if something had come up? What if this whole affair was more in my mind than it was in hers? I rang the bell again and waited. For a moment I began to feel just the least bit foolish. Then the door opened, and Tracie was standing before me dressed in the skimpiest little red bikini I had ever seen.

“Hi, Jerry,” she said holding the door open and beckoning me inside. “Sorry, but I was out back sunbathing and mustn’t have heard the bell.”

I stepped inside and no sooner had the door slammed shut behind me when Tracie snuck up from behind and wrapped her arms around me. I felt her trim and firm little body press up against my back and her hand slip down to rub against my cock.

“I’ve been waiting all day for this,” she spoke softly, her tongue teasing the shell of my ear, her fingers curling around my long stiff cock. “Have you been thinking at all of me, darling?”

She knew the answer long before she spoke the words, yet this all seemed so improvised. I wanted her and she knew it; it was all wrong and she knew it; we had no business being together and she knew it full well. The least little part of me agreed that I shouldn’t be here with her, yet the rest called out an affirmative. I had been so long since being with a girl who wanted me that my head spun from the attention of this young girl. I wanted to relax and surrender to Tracie’s touch and feel.

“I’ve thought about you all day,” I replied, slowly turning around to face her. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you since I first saw you last night.”

“And that is a good thing?” she asked, her luminous blue eyes gleaming in the afternoon sunlight.

“Oh, it is … it definitely is,” I replied. “Can’t you tell?”

The pressure of her hand stroking my cock through my slacks gave me the answer, yet I longed to hear it from her lips. Tracie looked up at me smiling. I stepped back and looked at her. From her head to her toes I looked her up and down. When I said skimpy in regards to her swimsuit, I was not cheating. The top was little more than two tiny triangles of red fabric held in place by the thinnest lengths of black string. The bottom was a similar triangle in front and my fingers could detect only a tiny t-shaped patch of fabric in back, which framed her firm little butt wonderfully. Elsewhere was her shapely body, the smooth sleek skin of her legs and tummy and chest and back and everywhere else that my hands could reach. Her body was warm from exposure to the sun and her skin was moist from some sort of lotion or sunblock. I closed my eyes and shuddered. I knew this was oh so wrong, but I wanted it so much … I wanted her so much.

“I can tell, Tracie … and you can tell that I want you too,” I answered, my voice husky with lust. “But what about your father and mother? What about my reputation? What about tomorrow?”

“Does that really matter?” she answered with her own question. “You’re here with me now, earlier that you had planned I’m sure. That tells it all in my mind.”

“But the here and now doesn’t always tell the story does it?” I remarked. “There’s so much more to life than living for the moment.”

“Is there, Jerry?” she asked, her hand and body never ceasing in their pressure against me. “What’s more in life than this?”

Oh, god, I wanted so much to let go with her! My body ached beneath her touch, my cock grew long and hard and thick as her fingers stroked it lovingly but firmly. I tried to push back from her, but caught myself looking at her trim lithe body, her skimpy red bikini, her luminous blue eyes, and her sexy little smile. I had no definite answer for her. I could only respond to the moment. We had maneuvered into the front room where a plush love seat lie waiting. How many times had I visited this house and sat politely with my wife—err, ex wife—and sipped champagne on New Year’s or Merlot on someone’s birthday? Now I felt Tracie push me backwards and we tumbled back onto that very same piece of furniture.

“Tracie … dear sweet Tracie,” I said coolly and collectedly. “There is nothing else save this moment.”

“I know,” she replied. “I know.”

We kissed long and hard. It felt as if her hands were everywhere on my body. She tugged my pullover shirt up and over my head. Her nails raked down over my chest, circled my taut little man nipples, only to settle on opening up my trousers. She grinned when seeing my cock spring upward eagerly and grasped it with both hands. She settled down between my legs and stroked my cock,

“Has it been long for you, Jerry?” she asked needlessly, eyeing the long pink shaft that her hands had captured. Her hand fondled my balls that were full and tight against my body. She laughed. “It has been, hasn’t it?”

I groaned as I lent back on the pillows. I was in paradise with Tracie. I wanted her as much as she wanted me. She paused and rose up from her kneeling position and grabbed both of my hands. She brought them down to her firm breasts, pushing aside the scant triangles of fabric and letting me cup her perfect little tits. Then her hands returned to my cock, stroking me deliciously as she lowered her mouth toward my cock.

The heavenly sensations forced my head back and my eyes to close, but I wanted no part of that. I wanted to watch her, I wanted to see this sexy young woman have her way with me, and repay the favor I had bestowed the night before. I glanced down at Tracie and surrendered completely to the moment, and, as she lowered her head toward me, to the warmth of her touch, her mouth …

 

[xtcnymphette]

From the moment I had waved goodbye to Jerry last night until now I could think of nothing else but what I was going to do to him when I saw him again. I knew the red bikini I was wearing was way too smal I must have been all of 16 and flat chested when I first bought it. I knew he wouldnt be able to resist so much exposed flesh. I was surprised just how horny I was when I kissed him at the door. It was like all of last nights teasing and heavy petting exploded again in my bikini bottom. When I finally slid my hands around his thick hard cock I remebered what had fascinated me about him. Certainly he was big, perhaps one of the biggest men I'd ever had and he was excited, but it was the fullness and size of his balls that intrigued me. he hadnt had sex for awhile that might have been part of the reason but I think he also just plain had big balls. I grazed them lovingly with the tips of my red painted fingernails as I kissed him. Enjoying his hands fondling my breasts and tweaking the nipples which were already super hard.

" You know they say it's not guys with big cocks that get lots of sex its's guys with big balls. It's something to do with the urge to sow their seed. Do you have the urge to sow some seed in me honey?"

" Mmmmmm you're so hot Tracie I wanna furrow your fields all night." He quipped.

My fingers slid up and down his shaft, peeling back the foreskin and stretching the skin so his thick head shined and pulsed. I stopped kissing him for a moment and licked my hand to wet it for lubrication then rubbed my moist palm over his sensitive tip and down the shaft. he kissed me again. His kisses alone were making me tremble in anticipation.

"You know I think I could cum just kissing you right now!" I trembled and moaned a little then slid my moist hand down his shaft and began a slow tight stroking motion that I knew he liked from the long moans that accompanied each stroke.

"I learnt how to jack guys off a long time ago I can do it in a few minutes for some guys but I'm going to take my time with you." I teased.

" Mmmm Tracie I'm so hot for you I could cum just touching your delicious tits."

I broke from kissing him and kissed down his chest to his cock. Then I blew warm air across the tip of his cock as I continued to stroke with one hand and tickle his balls with the other . My lips grazed his tip so lightly as to almost touch him then I slid my tongue greedily over the red tip and slurped loudly as he shuddered in pleasure. "I'm pretty good at this I'm told! So lay back and enjoy!" His hand caressed my head as I began to take his thick tip into my mouth as my stokes and ball tickling intensified. I plunged down on his cock and swallowed it as far as it would go. I cupped his gigantic over ripe balls and pumped his throbbing cock as my mouth came up my hands slid over the rigid cock flesh and my other hand tickled and teased and squeezed his balls.

I paused briefly to let him recover and watch the throbs subside a little. I wanted to bring him to the edge and stop many times before I would let him cum. I kissed down his shaft and began to take the skin on his balls gently in my teeth and pull a little to tease it then I licked them and swirled my lips around the base and balls until they were glistening with my wetness then attacked his cock once more in a frenzy of fingers, palms, lips, mouth and teeth. Then paused again as his moans reached a peak and he begged me to continue. I guided his cock tip to my left tit and teased my nipples with it running it around iit sensuously then the other tit while I looked up at him with a sweet beckoning look. I pushed his cock between the tits he had spent so much time adoring and thrust my chest down on him squeezing his cock between my tits and greeting the tip with my wet kisses.

His moans reached a peak the throbs became wilder and less regular I sucked his cock into my mouth and pumped his cock between my firm tits and felt the first stirrings of his orgasm begin. Then a hot shot hit the back of my throat and I felt him cumming in me and I swallowed hard. His moans were loud and ecstatic and he thrust at me his hips shaking to the core. I could barely contain the mass of cum that erupted in me and I let go of his cock with my mouth to catch the next spurt that hit my face and sprayed my tits. I held his cock as it erupted all over me and looked up and smiled as his eyes rolled back into his head in pleasure.

" Mmmm you are excited!" When his ejaculation finished I licked his cock tip clean and and returned to kiss him with my sticky lips. It was only then that I realised that my bikini panties were sopping wet. We kissed again and I felt his hand slide onto my clit again and it was only a few seconds before i was shivering in my own orgasm. "Promise me next time we meet we can fuck all night!" I said as I casually wiped his spent cock and returned it to his pants. " I'd better go up stairs and clean up dad will be home soon." With that I gave him one more deep sexy kiss with my sticky cum soaked lips and went upstairs to shower.

Before Jerry left for the evening I managed to sneak to him the panties I'd worn the previous night with my mobile number written on it in lip pencil. I was aching to fuck him more than ever.

 

[Miltone]

My body tingled, my thighs quivered, my cock lie in my lap throbbing. I watched as Tracie’s sweet little ass disappeared up the stairs. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Sure, it had been a while since I had been with a woman, but I had never had such an astounding encounter with any woman ever. The echo of my intense release still reverberated in my body as I caught my breath and felt my pulse return closer to normal. Tracie was an amazing girl, but she was also my best friend’s daughter.

I adjusted my clothes and picked up the folder of notes and pictures that I had brought over for John Boy. I flipped through them and saw that everything was there. Then I glanced up toward the stairs and heard the shower running. The thought of Tracie being in the shower stirred me. I glanced at my watch and knew that John Boy would be home soon, too soon for anything else to happen. I got up from the chair and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I could definitely hear the water running in the shower.

As if drawn to a magnet I found myself climbing the stairs. I should have been turning around and leaving, but I continued upward feeling like a curious schoolboy. No wonder I could hear the shower running, I thought when I reached the top of the stairs for the door to the bathroom was open and the little red bikini was tossed onto the counter. I could hear the water flowing and the sounds of Tracie splashing. Poking my head through the door, I could see the pink form of her body through the slightly steamy glass shower doors. Tracie appeared to be leaning back against the wall of the shower. It looked at first as though her hands were between her legs, but then I could see that one was orbiting between her tits while the other rubbed and stroked between her legs.

“Oh, Jerry … Jerry … fuck me!” she called out in a soft urgent voice. I felt my body tremble again and tingle with arousal. I had even less right to be in here than I had to be at the house to begin with. I started to back out of the bathroom, but Tracie called out again, her voice louder and more urgent than before. “Fuck me, Jerry! Fuck me with your big cock! Oh, god, yes! Fuck me, Jerry!” Tracie let out a long hissing cry and a deep moan.

I cleared my throat that had become just a bit congested. “Ahem, Tracie? Are you all right?” I asked from outside the bathroom door.

“Jerry? Is that you?” she called out.

“Ah … yes, it’s me … are you all right … I thought I heard you shouting something and came to see what it was,” I said. The shower was turned off and I heard the door slide open. I remained outside in the hall.

“Oh, I’m quite all right, hon,” Tracie replied with a laugh. “But I have seemed to forgotten my towel. Could you be a dear and fetch one for me? There in the linen closet in the hall.”

I found a large fluffy pink towel and carried it into the bath. Tracie stood dripping wet in the open shower door. Even dripping wet she was gorgeous; droplets of water dripped down from her wet hair over her trim young body unbroken by tan lines, running over her firm breasts, erect nipples, flat firm belly, past her hairless sex, down her long shapely legs to her sweet little feet. By the time my eyes had photographed her body and looked at her luminous eyes again, she was smiling.

“My towel, kind sir,” she said holding out her hand.

I held up the towel, unfolding it in the process and held it out. Tracie stepped from the shower, turned around and I draped the plush towel around her shoulders. She looked up and back at me as I fitted the towel around her body, pressing the absorbent material against her, and caressing her body in the process of drying her off.

“I should have you around more often,” she said, giving me free rein to run my hands over her body. “You certainly make my shower much more fun.”

“Anytime, Tracie,” I said leaning down to kiss her fully on the mouth.

“And by the way,” she said turning away and wandering into her room. “I know that you were spying on me in the shower.”

She stood in the middle of her room and, almost as if waiting for me to come to her door to watch, slowly dropped her wet towel to the floor. Unconcerned about her nudity, she leisurely looked through the drawers of her dresser, eventually pulling out a little black thong and stepping into it. She took her time fitting it to her hips and around her pussy, turning to the mirror to check out how it fit the cheeks of her ass. She followed that with a tiny tight black skirt that rode low on her hips and ended just south of the cheeks of her ass. Then she spent a few minutes looking through her drawers for just the right top, finally retrieving a sweet little sleeveless yellow knit out and pulling it on over her head. The neckline was scooped low and ended several inches above her navel.

All the while she let me watch, and I didn’t miss a single glance, memorizing each and every curve and inch of her body. And we managed to talk. I asked her about school, she asked about my daughter, Emma. She told me about her favorite food and music, I told her about my new Bowflex machine. We talked about many things, but nothing related to what was happening between us. It was hard to talk when she blow-dried her hair, so I just watched as her dark golden lock grew light and soft and silky smooth. When she had put away the drier, I moved closer for a kiss. Then, the sound of the garage door opening sounded and I knew our little rendezvous was over.

“Hey, Jerry,” John Boy said with surprise when he saw me at the foot of the stairs. “So what brings you here?”

“I stopped by to drop off these notes and pictures from the CCCA meet last weekend,” I answered quickly. “Want to make sure we get them in the next newsletter. Tracie was nice enough to let me in to wait for you.”

“Yeah, that’s right,” John Boy replied, taking the folder from me and flipping through the contents. “Thanks.”

“Well, I should be going,” I said, moving toward the front door. “I’ve got a ton of things waiting at home.” I glanced up and saw Tracie bouncing down the stairs.

“Hi, Daddy,” she said brightly, giving her father and friendly little hug and kiss.

“So where are you off to?” he asked as she grabbed her purse and headed toward the door.

“Taking your car to meet Mom at the mall,” she answered. “Don’t you remember? It’s our girls night out tonight.”

“Great!” John Boy laughed. “I’ve got the whole place to myself! All right!”

I shook his hand and followed Tracie out the door.

“See you soon?” I asked.

“I hope so,” she said, looking back toward the house. She reached her hand out to me. “Call me, okay?”

She placed something in my hand and then hopped into her father’s sedan and wheeled away. It wasn’t until I had seated myself in my car that I looked closely at what she had given me. It was a little pair of white panties with faint red hearts. On the front was written a phone number and the outline of a pair of lips was pressed into the silky fabric. I grinned to think that these were the panties she had worn the night before. Lifting them to my nose confirmed my hunch. The scent of her sex was going to drive me absolutely crazy! I pulled away from the house, my mind filling with ideas.

I spent the rest of the evening thinking about what to do next. I kept hearing her voice, “Promise me next time we meet we can fuck all night!” I could have her over here to my house, but there was always the chance that someone might see, and that “someone” could be her folks. I didn’t want to go to some hotel, that was for teenagers on Prom night. Then I remembered a nice old bed ‘n’ breakfast I had passed by a few years ago. I had wanted to go there but my then-wife, now ex, wanted none of it. It was shortly afterwards that I realized my marriage was over.

I spend the next half hour on the Internet, looking through the listings until I found it. The Barbizon a romantic Victorian era mansion an hour’s drive away. Built by a lumber baron over a hundred years ago, the house had been broken up into sumptuous suites, each named after former residents. They looked plush and romantic. Each room had a huge bed, private baths with 2-person showers, roomy Jacuzzis, a super sound system, and a private balcony. That would be perfect. A place where we could be alone together, and take our time with lots of teasing and foreplay and romance. I dialed the number to make my reservation.

“Why, yes we do have an opening this weekend,” said the friendly male voice on the other end. “But it is the Morgan suite, our finest.”

I clicked on the pictures they had posted on their website. It looked gorgeously romantic. Lovely antique furnishings, a huge king-sized bed, even a fireplace. The balcony was large and overlooked a large nearby lake and the hills in the distance.

“I’ll take it,” I quickly replied and we settled on the reservation.

“I’m sure that your wife will love it here,” the owner bragged. “We like to keep this as a romantic getaway from your jobs and kids and concerns.”

“It’s um, not my wife who I’m bringing,” I said. “I’m not married.”

“Oh … well, that’s all right,” the gentleman said. “What time will you be arriving?”

“Since we’re driving out from the city, it should be around 6 or 7.”

“I see. Perhaps you would be interested in our dinner package? For only a bit more we specialize in preparing a lovely romantic dinner for our late arrivals.”

I signed us up for the dinner and logged off. It was getting late and I decided to put off calling Tracie until the next day.

“Hi, this is Tracie,” she said when answering her phone. It sounded like her mobile and like she was outside.

“Hello, Tracie, this is Jerry,” I said, leaning back in my office chair and looking dreamily out the window.

“Hi, Jerry,” she cooed. “I’ve been waiting for you to call me.”

Her voice sounded so sweet and sexy, with an emphasis on the sexy.

“I’ve made a reservation for us this weekend,” I said.

“Oh, you have, have you? Without consulting me?”

“Yes, is that a problem?”

“No, I’m just teasing,” she giggled. “So where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise,” I said. “I was thinking that maybe I could pick you up at Elli’s place.”

“That works because I spend a lot of overnights there,” she said.

“Around five o’clock on Friday?”

“I’ll be there,” she said. “So are you at work?”

“Yes.”

“In your office?”

“Yes,” I answered. “Where are you?”

“I’m outside … sunbathing … in the nude … my little bikini is on the table next to my fresh squeezed lemonade …”

“Oh, my,” I said, feeling all too well the effect that her description was having on my pulse and my cock.

“It’s so hot out here … my skin is so slick from the sunblock and sooo hot …”

“Um, Tracie,” I said. “Are you trying to turn me on?”

“Well,” she giggled. “Is it working?”

“Uh, yeah … very much so.”

“Goody,” she laughed. “Just trying to give you something to think about before this weekend.”

“Oh, you are doing that very well.”

“I can’t wait to have you all to myself for the whole weekend,” she cooed. “I want to suck and fuck you in every way all weekend … mmm, I want to see your cock get all hard … I want to feel you stuff it inside me … sssssssssss … oh, yeah!”

“Um, Tracie?” I asked.

“What, baby?” she replied, adding a long sensuous sigh, “MMMuuuhhhnnn!”

“You wouldn’t … um, happen to be … like, touching yourself right now, would you?” I asked.

“Oh, Jerry,” she sighed. “I am … I’m touching my tits … feeling how hard my nipples are … and my pussy too … it’s so wet, Jerry … it’s so wet for you …”

“Oh, you are too much, Tracie,” I growled. I couldn’t believe how hard my cock had grown. Here I was sitting behind my desk at the office, listening to her sexy voice, and I had sprung a huge magnificent hard-on! As my hand fell into my lap and stroked my cock, it felt hard as a rock and throbbed with desire for her.

“So, Jerry,” she asked softly. “Are you touching yourself?”

“Um, yes … I am.”

“Is it long and hard, like yesterday?”

“It’s just as long, honey, and maybe harder,” I admitted.

“Then keep it that way till I see you tomorrow,” she chuckled. “Bye-eee!”

I managed to get off a quick “Goodbye!” before the connection went dead. Sitting there with this huge hard-on was driving me crazy. It took several minutes before it subsided, leaving a wet spot on my boxers. Tomorrow at five … at Elli’s place. I couldn’t wait!

 

[xtcnymphette]

The time past quickly between my masturbating on the phone to Jerry and meeting him at the flat. I had hurriedly packed only a few clothes and a nightie and said my goodbyes to Mmum and dad telling them i was going away for the weekend with friends and she could contact me on my mobile if anything came up. When i met Jerry at the flat I was wearing a short black skirt and a stretch top and black bar and panties beneath. We entered the car innocently in front of Elli whi could barely contain her inuendos and sset off on our way to drive to the 'surprise'.

I sat in the car and when we had turned the corner out of sight of gossipping eyes I leaned across to Jerry and whispered in his ear.

"You know I have a surprise too! I want you to listen very carefully to what I am asking you and what I have to say and dont question anything and I promise it will be amazing. will you do that?'


He nodded his head and looked puzzled and agreed. I kissed his ear and ran my tongue around the lobe teasing it and then slid my hand to feel the growing lump in his pants. I traced an outline around its swelling huigeness with my finger nails as I explained my surprise.

"You know how badly I want to fuck you, dont you?" her moaned helplessly as he drove eyes fixed on the road.

"You know how you havent had a woman's pussy for a little while? You'r probably a little worried you'll blow it all the first moment you're inside me? And if the other night when you exploded in my mouth is any indication it's going to be hard to control. "

He continued to watch the road and nod in agreement as his breath became more rapid. My fingers caressed the thick outline of his cock feeling the noticeable throbs as I touched him and reminded him of his cock exploding in my mouth.

" Well you know the thing I want more than anything is to feel that explosion inside me. It will send me over the top. So I dont mind if happens immediately. What I'm saying is when we arrive I want you to do exactly as I tell you. I unzipped his fly and began stroking his now fully erect cock as i panted sexily into his ear. " Mmmmm your so big, so hard I cant wait for you to cum in my hot, wet tight, pussy." I squeezed his cock hard as i felt the throbs increase then let it go. This is the last time I'm going to touch your cock for a few hours now but you have to promise me you'll do exactly as I say when we get there." he agreed and I slid his cock back into his pants and zipped it back up.

Most of the ride we chatted about music and listened to the CD player and he playfully fondled my tits and touched the damp spot beneath my skirt. About 45 minutes into the trip I looked at him and lifted my skirt to reveal the tight tiny black silk bikini panties I was wearing. He glanced at them excitedly and moaned. I leaned across once more and breathed into his ear.

This is what started it all isnt it? remember how you first saw my panties in the car. I slid my left hand to the front of my panties and beggan to massage the already damp surface. Did you want to fuck me then and there."


"You made me so damned horny I couldnt think of anything else for days. He sighed.

"Ok then heres my deal. We will have the romantic dinner and endless fucking that you planned in a very romantic wedding night kind of way but before that when we arrive I want you to do something for me. I want you to make me cum five times with your hands and mouth. I'm going to strip for you but leave my panties on the whole time. Then when I've cum the fifth time I want you to slide my panties aside and fuck me and dont care if it is all over in seconds I want to feel your cum explode in me like it did in my mouth. Then we'll rest and recouperate for the candelit dinner and wedding night fucking. OK?" As I spoke I could feel the tingles of an orgasm beginning to rise in me I became breathy and shivered as I imagined his giant cock exploding in my tightness. I was cumming as we turned down the narrow country laneway to the B&B.

I adjusted my skirt over my damp panties and Jerry carried our small over night bags and navigated the interface with the receptioist who looked at me as if I was an expensive call girl or a girl on the make. When we finally closed thee door of our room and I turned to kiss Jerry we both clutched at each other like desperate teenagers.

" Oh God I want you Tracie" he moaned. His hand was alreaady up my skirt caressing my panty clad ass cheeks and he was pressing his swollen cock against me and we ground against each other urgently as we kissed excitedly.

" no matter how much I beg you to dont fuck me until I've cum five times." We fell to the bed and his hand moved to the front of my panties and began to massage me like he had that first night. I responded with a torent of moans as my panties exploded in wetness. His expert fingers finding my clit and sending shivers through me that cascaded into monas and trembling bliss. My first orgasm was rapid and intense.

" I can't wait for your hot cock fuck me fuck me darling." I sat up on the bed and pulled off my top and he unsnapped my bar and began to cover my tits with kisses. Suckling the hardening nipples and continuing to tease my pussy with his magical fingers. he slid the panties aside and inserted first one then two then three fingers and began wiggling them deep into my tight wet pussy which gushed and squirted with each forward movement and his fingers trhust deep inside me stretching me and bringing back the waves of orgasm once more. My next orgasm sent me into convulsions I was screaming the house down and begging him to fuck me. he nibbled at my tits and thrust into me bringing me not to one orgasm but a succession of orgasms that ran into each other and increased in intensity.

He kissed his way down my belly to my pussy and began to inhale the strong hot scent of my sex hee kissed my pussy through my panties passionately and hard and i could feel the waves of pleasure begin again aas he sucked my clit through the flimsy black silk. As the orgasm gripped me he thrust his fingers into me again and I came repeatedly. "Fuck me now please please please." I screamed.

He stopped for a moment and rreturned to kiss me. I stood up and peeled off my crumpled skirt and then began helping him take off his clothes when he was naked I took his cock for the first tiime in hours into my hand and guided it to the front of my panties. He was shivering in anticipation. I guidedd the distroted huge cock tip to my panties and slid the tip up and down the shiny silk pressing it against my clit and teasing my sex. He kissed me and fondled my tits eagerly. I gegan to shiver again as his thick tip triggered another orgasm. " As soonas i cum I want you to slide my panties aside and fuck me, OK!"

The orgasm that gripped me was gigantic and I fell backwards on the bed in blissfull convulsions almost passing out from the pleasure. The enxt moment I realised he was on top of me my legs were spread wide, my panties shoved aside and I could feel the throbbing thickness of his cock parting my tight lips. I erupted in floods of wetness as his cock began to slide into me. The groan of ecstacy that came from him and the look of complete joy on his face was exquisite. His cock slid inside me deep and I felt it reach the edge of my cervix and my whole cunt became one huge g-spot. While his cock throbbed inside me for a moment he didnt cum immediately as I had thoought he might. he reached ahand under my ass cheeks and cupped them and began a slow steady stroke. he had only thrust into me twice when another orgasm hit me and my pussy squirted and contracted around his delicious cock. His balls slapped my ass as he thrust into me with increaseeing speed and power. eaach orgasm that he brought me to spurring him on to harder haster deeper actions. he bent my legs around and turned me over and fucked me from behind and each orgasm made my pussy hotter wetter and tighter.

I lay him back and kissed him and stradled him sliding his cock inside me again. I clamped my pelvic floor muscles around his cock matching each throb then began a slow ride which rapidly turned into a wild bucking bronco ride with me convulsing in orgasm repeatedly. Then I felt it the throbs became more eratic his hugeness seemed to grow even more and my pussy contracted around it he moaned and screamed 'I'm cumming" and with that he flipped me onto my back and fucked me deep pushing his cock deep inside me. His eyes rolled back into his head as I felt the explosion inside me so deep, so much cum. I reached down and teased his balls and squeezed them as he writhed in ecstacy moaning incoherently about how good it felt. And just as it reached its peak I too began to cum again and we both cluthced at each other kissing fondling and moaning with his cock buried deep inside me. We lay like that for perhaps an hour in complete bliss before we were disturbed by a phone call to go to dinner.

We got up and we showered together and dressed for the wedding night.

 

[Miltone]

Jerry Myers

I couldn’t believe the incredible feelings that surged through my body as we lay together, our bodies damp and glistening with perspiration. The feeling of supreme bliss when my cock exploded up inside Tracie was matched only by the extreme pleasure when first feeling her tight wet little pussy envelope my long hard cock for the first time. Tracie was such a fantastic lover, insatiable and inventive, I had abandoned myself completely to the moment. I was bemused upon thinking that someone surely must have overheard us.

I had rolled over onto my back and brought her to rest on top of me, her cheek lying on my chest, her hands caressing my shoulders and chest and belly. I combed my fingers through her long blonde tresses, brushing them down her back, my fingertips dancing along her soft smooth skin all the way down to her firm little ass. When the phone rang, I didn’t want to answer it, but we were both famished from our incredible fuck session. And if it was to continue through the weekend we would need all the nourishment we could take. As I hung up the phone, I watched with delight as Tracie rose up from the bed and padded into the bathroom.

“Oh, my god!” she cried out gleefully. “Have you seen the size of this shower?”

“Not yet, but I have plans,” I replied joining her, my satisfied cock dangling long but limp between my legs. The shower was huge with a head on both sides, several lining the walls, and a bench on either end. “Hmm, looks like we could have a lot of fun in here sometime.”

Tracie looked at me with a curious grin as she leaned in and turned on the water. While I made sure that a couple of the large plush towels were close at hand Tracie pinned up her hair and we stepped into the shower together. We shared the vanilla scented soap and took turns washing each other’s body. Running my hands over her sexy young body, feeling her firm tits and smooth belly and tight little ass took the limpness right out of my cock. Of course, having her both of her hands lathering it up had much to do with that.

When it was time to rinse off, we played with turning on the nozzles that lined the walls of the shower. One in particular was aimed right at my lower back as if it were made for my sore back. Turning on another one caught Tracie right between the legs, she gasped, thrust out her hips and let the hard swirling water stream directly against her bare pussy. I could have sworn that she came within the first minute.

We took our time toweling each other off and I went into the bedroom to get dressed. I had dressed in a favorite pair of silk boxers, slacks and a golf shirt by the time Tracie walked out of the shower, still naked and began to look through her bag for something to wear.

“You told me to pack light, so I didn’t bring a whole lot,” she said.

“Anything would be fine with me,” I remarked. “Just so long as it isn’t difficult or take a lot of time to get off.

Tracie shot a sexy little grim towards me and looked back to her little case. She pulled up a little light blue slip dress that matched the color of her eyes and held it up to her figure. It was made from a somewhat sheer silky fabric and I nodded eagerly after imagining how terrific she would look wearing it.

“Of course, it’s so sheer, I should wear something underneath,” she cooed, fishing out a little bra and panty ensemble in a matching color and beginning to dress. She took her time, stepping slowly into the pair of panties, actually little more than a dainty little g-string once she had put them on. While posing in front of the mirror, she made sure that I was watching her every move by giving me something to look at. She arched her back or touched herself or leaned over. She grinned when she noticed the affect she was having on me with the appearance of a nice bulge in my pants.

Tracie carefully fit the bra to her breasts. Like the panties, it was small and barely covered her nipples, which were still visible through the sheer silk. She slipped the dress on over her head and asked me to help her zip it up. As I tugged the zip I leaned near her ear and whispered, “You look absolutely gorgeous.”

“Thank you, Baby,” she replied turning around and planting a kiss on my lips. I took a step back and looked her over. She looked completely delectable in the light blue silk dress. The faint outline of her undies was visible through the sheer material as were every one of her curves.

Once she had slipped her feet into some sandals, we went down for dinner and were greeted by our hosts, a nice older couple that seated us in their dining room. They had been curious but cordial when we arrived. The difference in our ages was obvious with only a look, but they seemed not to object. When seated, I ordered us each a glass of wine which the husband poured with all the flourish of a seasoned sommelier. As we took our first sip, I couldn’t resist letting my left hand fall below the table and come to rest on Tracie’s thigh.

“This is really nice,” she commented looking around the place. The proprietors had decorated their Inn in a rosy Victorian style, not too stiff and formal, but with richly grained mahogany and rosewood furnishings and trims. The wall coverings were warm but not too frilly making for a very comfortable romantic atmosphere.

“I like it too,” I said. “Once I saw the pictures on the Net I knew it was the place to go. Maybe tomorrow we can get outside and explore a little.”

“Maybe … if I let you out of bed for long enough,” Tracie teased.

She had crossed her legs when sitting down, but uncrossed them when she felt my hand touch her. While we talked, I slowly ran my hand up and down her thigh, feeling the shape of her leg and letting my fingertips tease her inner thigh. When they neared her pussy, Tracie rocked her hips. When our host brought out a tray of appetizers, I felt for hem of her dress and slipped my hand up underneath. Her skin was soft and quite warm.

I slipped my fingers further up her thigh to the smooth warm silky skin of her tender thigh. As we sampled the hors d’ouvres, I slowly eased my hand up farther and farther until my pinky touched the thin silky material of Tracie’s panties. Pressing my pinky and ring fingers closer to her warm spot that was now getting wet, I kept an eye out for her reaction. My fingers found the smooth warm slit between her legs. Tracie smiled, spreading the napkin over her lap a bit wider, and chatted politely. Only once, as I pressed my fingers particularly close, did she flinch. So there I kept my hand, sliding my palm and fingers back and forth on her thigh and pussy.

As our host returned to get our opinion of the hors d’ouvres, Tracie suddenly looked at me. I could see that she was biting her lower lip and thought I saw a tiny little bead of sweat forming on her brow.

“Could you excuse me?” she asked him. “I’ll be right back.”

Clutching her purse, she got up from the table and quickly headed toward the ladies restroom.

“Pretty little girl you have there,” the host said, his eyes following her every step of the way.

“Thank you. I’m very fond of her too,” I responded with a smile. I enjoyed the look on the older man’s face, wishing and dreaming of what I had and would be living. When Tracie returned, she took her seat beside me and spread the napkin across her lap again. As I went to replace my hand on her thigh, she appeared to pull something out of her purse. Her hand found mine and pressed something into my palm. As my fingers clutched the object, there was no mistaking that it was her panties. I could feel the dampness as I held them before slipping them into my pant’s pocket. Replacing my hand on her thigh, I quickly retraced my previous path and as she spread her legs was delighted to find her smoothly shaven pussy waiting for me.

When our host later returned with our salads, I decided to retrieve my hand for the sake of feeding myself. But even when our entrees were later served, I slipped my hand back down between her legs whenever possible. At one point during dinner, after having slipped my fingers just up inside her wet little pussy, I brought my fingers up and licked them as she looked on smiling warmly. Our hosts may have thought it was the juice from my prime rib, but Tracie knew better.

I ate hungrily and finished my meal first. This of course gave me the opportunity to slip my hand back between Tracie’s lovely legs. Emboldened by my previous success, I moved my fingers as far up and inside her as possible. She had spread her legs enough that my middle finger could part her and rub up against her clit. Starting very slowly but increasing my pace, I began to finger her with all the quiet passion possible in such a public setting. She had pretty much finished her meal but was clearly distracted by the under napkin action.

“So how is your dinner?” asked the host when he came to check on us again.

“Oh, terrific!” she blurted out, perhaps a bit louder than he expected.

I drove my fingers harder against her wet sex. I could see that my fingers were having the desired effect on her and I could tell that she was biting down on her lip again to keep from calling out in response to my movements. With just a few more delicate flicks against her clit, I was able to make her cum. I felt her thighs clamp my hand tightly like a vice. There was an increased flush in her cheeks and a spreading glistening sheen on her forehead. Of course, our host approached Tracie first when clearing the table.

“Are you finished, M’am?” he asked.

“Oh, yes!” she called out loudly. “I’m there!”

“Will you be having dessert this evening?” our host asked.

“I think so,” I replied.

“Then I’ll bring the dessert tray,” he offered.

“How about some fresh air, hon?” I asked, leaning over toward Tracie.

“Yes, I need to freshen up anyway,” she replied.

“Can you give us a few minutes?” I asked.

The host nodded and we stood up and I held out my arm. Tracie looped her hand inside it as we strolled toward the doorway leading out toward the patio. Once though the doors and into the fresh evening air, Tracie began to laugh aloud.

“You, you, you, ... you!” she said. “I can’t believe you did that! Right in front of him too!”

“I didn’t hear you tell me to stop,” I replied.

“Right!” she laughed. “Like I’m supposed to say, ‘Excuse me, but could you remove your hand from my pussy?’ ” Tracie pulled him toward her near the railing. “Thank you anyway, that was so hot! I couldn’t believe how hard you made me come!”

We embraced and kissed, our eyes centered on one another, our warm bodies embracing, and our breath commingling.

“You know what that means, though, don’t you?” she asked impishly.

I shook my head.

“It’s your turn during dessert!” she sang out.

We drifted back inside just as our host was pouring coffee. Tracie and I selected our desserts and when the host disappeared again, I felt Tracie’s hand grasp my thigh and I returned mine to her. As my fingers made their way up her soft warm thigh, Tracie’s fingers slipped over my lap. When the host brought out our desserts, Tracie slipped her hand inside the pocket of my trousers and grabbed my cock, gripping it firmly and stroking it gently. My fingers were cupping her pussy, my middle finger slipping up inside her, making sure to maintain contact with her clit, which prompted a little squeal of pleasure from her lips.

I was sure that if Tracie kept up her touch on me, that I would come before dessert was over. So I rested my hand on top of hers, buried inside my pocket, to hold it steady. I leaned over to whisper in her ear, “Let’s wait until later for that, okay?” She simply looked at me and smiled devilishly, letting her long fingers wiggle a reply. She leaned over toward me, slowly licked my ear, and then rested her head on my shoulder. When we had finished our desserts, both of our hosts returned, so we withdrew our hands.

“So how was everything?” the lady of the house and cook asked expectantly.

“Everything was delicious,” Tracie answered.

“Outstanding!” I echoed. “My compliments to the chef.”

“I’m so glad you enjoyed,” the lady of the house remarked thankfully. Her husband smiled as he stood behind her.

“Well, I’m sure that you two have more to do than talk with us,” the host said. “If there is anything we can get for you during your stay, please be sure and let me know.”

“We certainly shall,” I said and got up from the table. Tracie stood and straightened her dress. “Thank you so much for everything!”

Our hosts smiled as we walked toward our room. At the foot of the stairs, I took her arm and pulled her closer for a kiss. On the landing leading upstairs, I slipped an arm around her waist and embraced her with a longer wetter kiss. And as we walked arm in arm down the hallway, to our room, I stopped and pulled her into the shadow of a doorway, raised my hands up to cradle her face with my soft palms, and looked into her flashing blue eyes.

“Tracie, there is no place I’d rather be right now, and no one I would rather be with, than you,” I whispered.

Her eyes looked deeply into mine and she leaned forward to kiss me. Our arms eased around each other for a long tight embrace. I pressed my body against her, my cock stiffening, as our tongues touched and teased each other. I pulled her away from the doorway and led her the short way down the hall to our room, my arms never leaving her. I fumbled with the room key when she began to nibble on my neck. When the door popped open, I pulled her inside and closed the door behind us. She looked up at me with her eyes filling with the passionate feelings that had been growing all day and evening, and hadn’t yet peaked fully. And her look was returned by me, my eyes filled with a passionate lust that made her melt in my arms.

“Oh, I … I want you,” Tracie whispered.

I didn’t reply but instead pressed her up against the door, showering her face and neck with kisses. My hands pulled at her dress, slipping the straps off her shoulders. My kisses wandered down over her freshly exposed skin. My fingers pulled down the satiny straps of the bra giving my hungry mouth a taste of her taut pink nipples as the cups fell away from her breasts. I sucked one nipple into my mouth and nibbled on it, then turned my attention to the other. She held my mouth to her breasts, feeling my passion flow into her body through my ravishing kisses.

My hands plunged down and tugged at the hem of her dress, pulling it up over her bare hips, exposing her sweet wet pussy to my demanding touch. My fingers found her wet and waiting for me. We kissed madly again and again, our tongues twisting and turning in each other’s mouth and our breath washing over each other’s face.

Tugging my zipper down, I pulled my stiff cock from my trousers. It felt so long and hard I couldn’t wait to rub it on her and feel the wetness and heat of her sex. I heard her gasp as the head of my cock slipped up and began to penetrate her hot velvety pussy. With a strong upward thrust of my hips, my cock pushed deep inside her. I grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the door, my cock working back and forth in and out of her damp pussy. As I pressed up against her, she found my neck and began to kiss and lick me. When her mouth found my ear, she began to nibble on my ear lobe, gripping it with her teeth and pulling on it. That only seemed to drive me wilder and my lusty fucking strokes increased in strength and force.

“Oh, fuck me, Jerry,” she called out hoarsely in my ear. “Fuck me, Jerry!”

I let go of her wrists and her arms fell about my shoulders. When I reached down to cup her firm ass, she raised a leg up and opened herself to me more completely. I grabbed her leg and was lost in the wild sensations coursing through my body. The scent and sound of this sexy girl had me so highly turned on that I could not resist fucking her with complete abandon, relishing the fantastic feelings that her tight wet pussy was producing in me.

“Oh, God, Jerry!” she cried out. “Come in me. Come in my pussy!”

I continued to work my cock in and out of her sweet pussy, but began to slow down as my breath began catching up.

“No, not yet, Baby,” I said. “I have other plans.”

Tracie clung to me desperately on the threshold of another orgasm. I could sense it and pulled my cock part way out of her and using my hand moved my cock in a circular motion that contacted every part of her drenched sex. Then I pulled it out all the way and rubbed the head directly on her clit, as if it were a thick stiff tongue. She shivered with delight and didn’t need to tell me what was happening. I let go of my cock and embraced her holding her trembling body against mine.

“Oh, God, Jerry!” she cried out, her teeth digging into the flesh on the side of my neck.

I held her tightly feeling the tremors rebounding through her body. Slowly she came back down and I guided her toward the bed, pulling down the covers and helping her recline on the soft flannel sheets. I placed a knee on the bed between her legs, our hands not wanting to leave the other’s arms. She looked gorgeously ravished. Her dress was disheveled, pulled up over her hips exposing her hot pink pussy, and pulled down along with her bra leaving her beautiful breasts exposed to my loving glance.

“God, you look sooo beautiful and sooo sexy!” I said as I gazed down at her feeling all the lust and desire flowing through my body.

“Are you going to fuck me with that beautiful cock some more, Jerry?” she asked, her blue eyes flickering with a similar lust and desire.

“Eventually … yes,” I answered. “But first this …”

With my eyes focused on hers, I lowered my mouth down to her pussy and kissed it. I kissed her labia and her clit. I licked the slit of her sex from top to bottom and back again. She rocked her hips and ground her pussy into my face.

“Fuck me again, Jerry!” she pleaded when my tongue slipped between the lips of her pussy. “Please fuck me!”

“Not till you cum again, Baby!” I said then renewed my savage attack on her dripping wet and young little pussy.

 

[xtcnymphette]

Jerry had guessed that I loved cock inside me more than anything else. He had guessed by the screams that had flowed endlessly from me as we had fucked for the first time and only a few moments ago when he had pinned me to the door and rammed me to the edge of orgasm then teased me with it over the edge. he knew ny the gush of wetness how much I wanted him and how hot I got when he delayed enetering me. Hi tongue now send another torrent of tingles through me as he lapped around my swollen labia and flicked my clit eratically. All I could do was shiver and moan and beg him to fuck me. I wanted him inside me badly and he knew that I loved the feeling of his cum exploding in me. I was losing control fast and I love to be in control!

I stoked his head and pushed myself urgently against his face and tongue and the first of a series of orgasms hit me and I convulsed violently screaming for him to fuck me. After the first few sweet sext climaxes I felt him insert two fingers into my pussy as he sucked my clit and my tight pussy dribbled and squirted and contracted around them as I came again even more voilently than before. I was almost passing out from the pleasure and the constant and ever intensifying orgasms.

After awhile orgasm seemed to be my normal state there was no moment that didnt seem filled with the afterglow of one and the promise of another. I stuggled to regain my senses and pulled his eager face and tongue off me and up to kiss my face. If only to rest a moment before my next sticky explosion. I glanced at the bedside clock, Jerry was breathless too his tongue had been working overtime for almost an hour.

" So thats your game darling make me cum so many times I'm beyond begging for it and then fuck me. Hmmm it's working but two can play at that game."

I grabbed his cock in my hand it was still damp with my juices and slid my fingers around it with a featherlike touch. He gasped. I could have made him cum with a few short strokes I thought. I kissed him wetly sensuously as I lightly circled his distorted cock head.

"you want me pretty badly dont you? Do you remember the first night I did this to you? "

He groaned helplessly.

"Your cock remembers, it throbbed when I mentioned it. and do you remember how good it was when you came in my mouth... ooooooh there it goes again it's throbbing. Clever cock it has a better memory than you do."

I slid down to his shorts and helped him out of them took his cock in my hand firmly and blew warm air across it. my moist lips moving within a hairs breadth of his thick hard flesh. My finger nails grazed his balls teasing them squeezing them. My tongue flkickered randomly between blowing and lcicking his cock starting at the tip and then sliding down the shaft then up again. he shuddered and i sawa dribble of precum form on his tip.

"Oh god you are such a tease. No woman has ever made me feel so horny no woman has ever made me feel like cumming without touching me like you dod God I want you so badly!" he screamed.

he grabbed my head and forced it onto his cock and I took it into my mouth and sucked I could feel his orgasm begin and deftly grasped the head and picnched it to prevent the constant flow of his cum. One shot escaped into my waiting warm mouth and the rest was restrained by my Masters and Johnson technique that i had learnt in a library book. His orgasm continued though and the deep shudders and tremors that gripped him and the moans and screams that followed were ecstatic.

" Now darling " I said as I let go of hiis cock and resumed kissing him. " What I like most is fucking from behind and I'll tell you a secret. If you want to see me screaming the house down and begging for mercy and turn into the wildest fucking animal you've ver seen. Just stick a finger in my little asshole while we're fucking."

I leapt off the bed and gathered four pillows at the edge and then removed the rest of my clothing and bent over the stack of pillows. My body was bent over standing up my ass presented beautifully for entry.

"Do me now! Fuck me hard, deep and long with that huge cock." I commanded. I knew I was back in control because he leapt up and came up behind me and ran his hands gleefully over my shapely ass cheeks. he pasued for a moment and fell to his knees and kissed them then lapped at my pussy and ran his tongue around my ass hole until it was moist and lubricated. I shivered in approval then as a shiver took me he stood up and guided his distorted over excited cock to my pussy. he had a big cock no doubt and I loved the shape of it inside me it found my G spot and all the other letters of the alphabet too that have spots. But the sheer length and breadth when he was this aroused was breathtaking. The bliss of his cock touching the tight entrance to my pussy the dribbles of wetness that lubbricated the head as it split me stretching my hot wet opening. The feeling of joy when I felt my tight walls forced apart to take him inside me- so thick so good. the sense of endless movement deeper and deeper until he found my cervix and kept pushing as my wet tight muscles contracted around his delicious cock.

I revelled in the careful and gentle entry. he was trying hard not to cum too early.

"Oh your cock is soooooo good. I dont care if you cum now I'll make you so hard you can fuck me all night darling."

When he started to move his cock inside me confidently in deep slow strokes I could feel my first penetration orgasm grip me and knew that each time I orgasmed my pussy got tighter and wetter and the harder it would be for him to delay his explosion. But one earthshatering orgasm after another gripped me as he increased his relentless tempo his balls slapping me as he pummeled me through delight filled screams , shudders, shivers, moans and delirious cries of excitement.

Then he did it without warning his finger entered my ass and I lost it what had been a series of orgasms with a big cock inside me suddenly exploded beyond belief. Several times i lost consciousness crippled with extreme pleasure only to wake to his pounding cock and wiggleing finger in my ass. It was during one of these that I woke from my dreamlike state to feel his cock growing inside me, to feel the throbs become even more eratic and the swelling and fribulkations increase. My own pussy was so tight it was almost locking his cock inside me our organs were one there was no distinction between the outerflesh of his cock and the inner damp walls of my excited pussy. hee came deep inside me and collapsed on my back moaning helplessly in my ear, panting breathlessly. babling incoherently something about "Oh god it's too ggood too nice, so wet so tight ooooooooh Im cumming. Mmmmmmmm!" I barely remember I just revlled in the throbbing delight that squirted hot cum into me by the bucket load. My own orgasms weaved cries and moans with his. my own deep shivers of please indisperesed with his until we were in an almost spiritual state. Our bodies feeling waves of pleasure pass over us incessantly and in syncrony.

I lost track of time. he was inside me and i wanted him to stay there. We somehow remained connected and lay on the bed spooning. His cock still inside me the trickles of his cum oozing from me his chest against my back, his hands fondling my breasts and his lips whispering in my ear between kisses moaming and panting. This was our new language. No words only sighs and moans. His cock still throbbed inside me and although had reduced somwhat in size was still filling me, perhaps because my pussy had contracted so completely around him. It was like this that we fell into blissful sleep **********:smilie('')

 

[Miltone]

Jerry

It was early in the morning, just after dawn, when I awoke and found myself beside Traci’s warm soft body. I lie there beside her, my lips softly pressing against her shoulder, my hand brushing her long blonde hair down over the pillow. She stirred for a moment but remained asleep, purring softly as her body shifted beneath the covers. I needed to go to the bathroom and didn’t want to leave her, but Mother Nature was calling and wouldn’t take ‘no” for an answer.

Slipping from between the sheets I shuffled off to the bathroom. After washing my hands, I looked myself over in the full-length mirror. All right, a bad case of bed hair, but there was shit-eating grim on my face and a certain glow to my physique. I guess having some terrific sex with a fantastic lover will do that to you. I could see and feel the long semi-flaccid cock dangling between my legs and felt the sticky frosting of our lovemaking from the night before coating my cock and balls.

Washing myself only furthered the arousal, my cock becoming stiff and hard and jutting out proudly when my thoughts returned to Traci. I remembered the feeling of her mouth sucking me deep inside and the sensation of feeling her tight wet pussy clench tightly around me. What an incredible feeling to be with her like this! And we had all weekend left. Sure, she was young enough to be my daughter, but now I didn’t care. I still hoped that somehow her father wouldn’t find out, but was able to deal with that if and when that confrontation arrived. For now, I wanted to get back to bed and the beautiful young girl who was asleep in the other room.

I walked out to the bedroom and glanced through the curtains. The sunrise was spreading a warm orange glow across the horizon. It’s going to be a hot one today, I thought to myself. Maybe we can walk down along the lakeshore and find a place to go swimming or sunbathe. Then I turned back to the bed and saw how Traci had rolled onto her back, the sheet pulled down exposing a pert round breast. I could easily see the shadows that her body formed beneath the sheets. Maybe we wouldn’t ever leave the bedroom.

I moved back to the huge king-sized bed and climbed on beside her. Her exposed nipple stood erect in the morning air, the pink aureole puckered and the tip erect, as if begging for my kiss. So I brushed my lips against her taut flesh, sucking the hard nub into my mouth and nibbling gently. Traci purred softly and stirred, her head falling away from me, and her arm rising up above her head to rest against the carved mahogany headboard.

My hand tugged at the sheet, pulling it down over her slender tanned body. She had obviously spent many hours tanning by the pool, most of them completely nude as there wasn’t a single trace of a tan line, even near her sweet little bare pussy. When the sheet was pulled completely away from her body, I gazed lovingly from her head to her toes. My body grew tense and excited, but I was in no hurry. We have all weekend, I kept telling myself.

I crawled down toward the foot of the bed, and lightly touched her feet, not tickling actually, but more of a caress. I leaned down and kissed her toes and her foot. Even her feet tasted sweet. My kisses and caresses progressed up her calves, my fingertips exploring the sexy shape of her soft smooth legs. Her knees were bent slightly but I was able to kiss and lick the sensitive underside. Tracie stirred again, her soft moan louder. Moving up between the spread of her legs, I kissed along the soft tender skin of her inner thighs, one then the other, until I reached near the folds of her sex. It was still rouged from our lovemaking last night and the pink inner labia were pouting in the middle. I skipped over this aromatic treat and let my next kisses land on her belly. My tongue drew soft wet circles around her navel, my lips kissing the sleek skin and sucking gently as they trailed upwards.

Glancing up, I could see the gentle twin swelling of her breasts, both exposed now and both taut with arousal. I dragged my lips up over her chest and circled her right breast, letting my tongue out to taste her sweet flesh. Then I kissed her other breasts, moving my mouth in a wet circle. As I kneeled beside her, I scooped up both breasts in my hands and let my mouth close around one of her perky nipples, sucking it deep into my mouth, dragging my teeth over its puckered texture.

“Mmm,” she hummed softly, her head stirring again. I glanced up to see her eyes flicker open. “Mmm, Jerry,” she said sleepily. “I was dreaming …”

“About what, Baby?” I asked before closing my lips around her other nipple and suckling it as I had the first.

“I was dreaming about you making love to me,” she whispered, moving her hand down to my head and running her fingers through my hair. “And I wake up to find that it’s no dream at all.”

With a sharp nibble on her breast, I lifted my head up and looked at her pretty but sleepy face. “We aren’t in dreamland, sweetheart … this is the real thing!”

“Oh, yeah!” she replied and pulled my face up to hers for a long sweet deep wet good morning kiss.

While we kissed, my hand circled over her body, first tracing a lazy figure eight around her breasts, and then slowly descending down over her tummy to her sweet little pussy. When my hand reached her pussy and my fingers slipped over her soft mound, Traci gasped and nipped at my lower lip. As my middle finger glided through her moist inner lips, she kissed me eagerly. When I probed the entrance to her pussy with my finger, my tongue darted out and entered her mouth. Her hips began to move in a slow but urgent circular pattern when a second finger slipped inside her. She ground her hips up against me, pressing her sex into the palm of my hand, and kissed me wildly.

“Are you going to fuck me Jerry?” she asked eagerly, her rested passion now waking up fully. “You know I love the way you fuck me …”

“I do, Baby,” I replied, first kissing her chin then licking down along her neck. “I love fucking you … but I also like to make love to you … after all we’ve got all weekend.”

“Uhhnnn, yeah!” Traci moaned as her hands went to my head guiding my mouth toward her breasts again. My hand was feverishly working over her wet pussy now as I sucked on her perfect little breasts.

Then a solid knock sounded at the door and we both looked up with a start.

“What’s that?” Traci asked, sitting up on the bed and pulling at the sheet.

“Oh, damn! I forgot,” I chuckled. “I ordered us breakfast in bed.”

“What? They’re going to serve us in bed?” she asked pulling the sheet around her naked body.

“No, Baby,” I said, getting up from the bed. “Let me take care of this.”

I grabbed the house robe off the hook in the bathroom just as the knock sounded again. Slipping in on and cinching it round my waist, I went to the door and looked back toward the bed. Traci had tucked the soft flannel sheet around her body, though tight enough to easily see that she was quite naked.

“Good morning,” I said after opening the door. Our host stood at the door with a covered tray and a big smile.

“Good morning!” he answered cheerfully. He looked at me in the robe and over at Tracie in the bed and grinned. “Well, I’ll just drop this off for you and get out of your way.” He carried the tray over to the table and set it down. “There’s coffee and juices and fresh fruit. Homemade sausages, crambled eggs and pancakes with syrup and whipped cream. If there’s anything else you’d like, just call down to the desk.”

“Thank you,” I said as he moved back toward the door. “It smells great!”

“Uh, right!” he said with a smile and then ducked back out the door. “Well, enjoy!”

I closed the door behind him and turned back to Traci. She was sitting up on the bed, her knees tucked up under her chin. “So are you hungry, Baby?” I asked. She nodded as I slowly undid my robe and let it fall open. I felt the air brush over my mostly stiff cock as I slipped the robe from my shoulders and tossed it onto the chair. “So tell me what are you hungry for the most?”

“Something long and hard that I can get my lips around,” she said with a little flick of her tongue around her lips. She let go of the sheet and it fell away from her body revealing her firm breasts in the morning light.

“Maybe something like this?” I asked, fishing a sausage link off the tray and feeding it to her. I sat beside her on the bed, pulling the table closer to the bed.

“Mmm, tasty but not exactly what I had in mind,” she answered after taking a bite. Her hand reached over to my cock and her fingers curled around it. “Something more like this,” she cooed. She leaned toward me and her hot wet lips engulfed the head, sucking it into her mouth. As her mouth descended on me, I could feel her cheeks rub against my cock.

“Don’t you want some nourishment, Baby?” I asked, lifting the cover on the tray to see what else there was.

“Mmm,” Tracie hummed as she slipped my cock from her mouth. “This has all the nutrition I need right now,” she giggled, lapping at the tip of my cock. “Mmm!”

As she lowered her head again, I moaned at the wonderful sensation of her wet hot mouth sucking on my cock.

“But, Traci, I have a different kind of breakfast in mind,” I said, reeling from the delicious feel of her mouth bobbing up and down the shaft of my cock.

“But I know what you want,” she said, lifting her head from my long hard member and stroking it with her hands. “I know what you love.” She flattened her tongue against my cock and ran it up and down and swirled it around the swollen head.

“Oh, I love that, Baby,” I said, lifting her head away from my cock. “But there are other things I love too … and so do you.”

She looked at me a little puzzled and I’m sure that in her young life most guys she had encountered would have forgotten what they had planned for next. But I had other things I wanted to share with Traci, so I took hold of her hands and pressed her back onto the bed, kissing her as we fell against the mattress, and holding her hands high over her head.

I kissed and nibbled at her neck, licked around her ear, did every thing I could think of to distract her attention, while I fished around the head board for the fur-lined restraints I had fastened to the bed the night before while she had visited the bathroom. Before she knew it, I had one velcroed around her right wrist and was working on the left.

“Jerry?” she asked when she finally felt the plush fur tighten around her wrist. “What are you doing? Jerry?! Jerr-ry??!!”

With her wrists secured to the head board, I leaned forward and looked intently into her eyes. “You know that I think the world of you and want to bring you only pleasure, right?” She nodded slowly, a look of uncertainty in her eyes. “You trust me?” She nodded again. “Anything that I do here, you are welcome to try on me later, okay?” Another nod. “Okay, now you are going to love this …”

I reached over to the table and picked up the container of maple syrup. “Mmm, they were so nice to warm this up,” I commented as I brought it over to the bed. Holding it carefully, I began to drizzle the warm syrup onto her body, watching as the sticky brown glaze coated her nipples and breasts. Traci flinched and wiggled at the feel of the warm syrup on her body. Her nipples rose up stiff and erect.

“Jerr-ry!” she cried out.

I set the syrup down and picked up the bowl of whipped cream. Using a spoon, I scooped up the cream and dropped a spoonful onto each nipple. I licked my lips and began to lap at the syrup and cream before they ran down onto the sheet. As my lips and tongue began to eat the glaze from her body, Traci began to get into the act, thrusting her firm little breasts up to my mouth. She moaned heavily as I nibbled at her body and licked her clean.

“See, that wasn’t so bad,” I said, picking up the syrup again. “Now, for the second course …”

I drizzled the warm syrup onto the lips of her pussy. I thought she would jump up off the bed as the warm liquid spread onto the folds of her sex.

“Jerry!” she called out. “Oh, fuck!”

Once I had topped her sweetened little twat with some whipped cream, I began to lap at her. There was no crevasse of her pussy that my tongue didn’t explore as I licked the cream and syrup from her body. Using her feet, Traci lifted her hips up from the bed and pushed her greedy pussy into my face. I growled and hummed as I ate her out, feeling the tremors of orgasm sweep through her body two or three times as I sucked on her clit and nibbled at her sex.

“Are you hungry, Baby?” I asked when I lifted my face up from her clean and glistening perfect little pussy.

“Yes … I’m starved!” she moaned.

I picked up a fork from the tray and dug into the bowl of fresh fruit. There were slices of peaches, bananas, oranges, pears, melon, kiwis and some other fruits as well. I dipped each piece into the cream and fed them to her. She took them hungrily. When some juice dripped down from her mouth, I kissed it away. When some cream dropped onto her shoulder, I licked it up.

“You still hungry?” I asked. She nodded eagerly. I climbed up onto the bed and kneeled beside her, my long hard cock sticking out proudly above her. I could see her eyes looking at it while her tongue circled her lips. I drizzled a little syrup onto my throbbing cock and topped it with some whipped cream. Before I could even maneuver my cock near her, she opened her mouth wide. I straddled her chest and directed my cock down to her gaping mouth. She lifted her head up and lapped at the cream and syrup.

“Mmm-mmm!” she hummed as sucked at my stiff knob. “Jerry … let me loose … I want to use my hands …”

“Not yet, sweet Baby,” I said. “I want to feel only your sweet little mouth stretched around my big old cock.”

She eagerly sucked me deep into her mouth; her tongue was a blur as she swirled it around my throbbing pink rod. I slipped it down and ran it up between her slick sticky tits a few times before presenting it to her mouth. Her head was bobbing wildly back and forth, her cheeks sunken around my cock as she sucked hard. I could feel myself grow close, but I wanted to save myself for later and pulled my cock away. She began to pout.

“Don’t worry, Baby, there’s plenty of this for later!”

I fed Traci some more fruit. I rubbed some onto her body and licked the juice away. The peaches and pears tasted particularly sweet after rubbing them on her pussy. Of course her pussy tasted the sweetest of all when I lapped away the fruit juice. She began to tug harder at the restraints, her breasts jiggling sexily as she tried to free herself.

“Jerry, please release me!” she pleaded. “I’ll … I’ll do anything … honest … just let me loose, Jerr-ry … pleeeeaaase!”

I knelt between her legs and leaned forward over her. “You have been a good sport about this,” I remarked. I could see the intensity of her arousal in her eyes. She had cum a few times already and yet the tension was still building up inside her. I reached up and loosened the restraints and slipped them from her wrists. Traci wasted no time, rolling me over forcefully, and straddling my hips. As she rocked her hips, her hot wet sticky little pussy was rubbing up and down the shaft of my cock.

“You know I want your cock inside me, Jerry,” she moaned. “But first …” She grabbed my right wrist and inserted it into the restraint, then repeated with the left. “Now, let’s see how you like this …”

 

[xtcnymphette]

Too much of a good thing is even better

Every part of me wanted him inside me. It took every grain of energy for me to not just force his ample cock into my aching, dripping pussy. I had secured his wrists and straddled him and my wetness oozed onto his chest. I was conscious of the power of the urge I felt to feel him inside me and feel him explode inside me as he had done last night. I was also a little angry that I had lost control and had been reduced to begging him to fuck me. I calmed a little and lept up off the bed and opened my suitcase. Jerry looked over.

"Where are you going?' he moaned. " God your ass is pretty from behind, mmmm I cant wait to have it bounce on my cock again darling."

I bent over so he could continue his oggling of my naked round pert ass and fumbled in the suitcase for the clothing I was looking for. I found a pair of black silk stockings and a red satin halter teddy.

" You know Jerry that's exactly what you will have to do... wait! I returned to the bed where he was cuffed to the bedposts. I stoof close to the bed and put on the skin tight red satin teddy. Smoothing it over my body like a new skin, adjusting my breatsts into a seductive open front cleavage. As he watched me helplessly watching my nipples trace an outline in the sheer shiny red fabric. I snapped the buttons under my crotch hiding my naked pussy and smoothed the satin around the curves of my ass and wiggled my hips close to his head.

"Mmmm you look good enough to eat!'" he teased. I returned to the end of the bed and tied one stocking around his ankle and then stretched it so his leg was secured to the end of the bedpost and then tied the other. His legs spread.

"Now as I said you're going to have to wait to cum inside me and when you do it may not be what you expected." I lay next to him and kissed him without touching his body to mine. The kiss was long and gentle and sexy and as we kisseed I whispered sexily to him.
"Am I the tightest wettest pussy yopu've ever had?" he maoaned a "Yes, I want it again soon please!"

I continued to kiss him lancing my tongue into his mouth and then panting my next words to him.
"Am I the best fuck you've ever had?"

"Oh God yes, let me make it even better for you!" he grunted now bucking and pulling excitedly at the straps on his arms to touch some part of me.

I bit his lip gently and and moaned.
" I'm so wet for you aren't I?" As I kissed him I reached down and began to masturbate through my satin teddy and within moments my kisses were orgasmic.
" OOOH Mmmmmm yes I'm so horny soo hot. Mmmmmm I'm cumming yummy yummy yummy." I cooed as I continued to kiss him. My pussy was damp beyond belief and I stood up and straddled his head hovering above him out of reach and began to masturbate again as he stared up at my quivering ass covered in red satin. As I came again dribbles dropped from my excited pussy onto his face. I lowered my pussy so he could smell the excitement but puuled away as he lunged his head to taste me.

" I told you'd have to wait darling. You like my ass dont you? You can kiss me down there only if you lick my little ass hole and make it wet and hot."

I hovered overhead once more, slid the teddy aside exposing my tight little bung hole and lowered myself until I could feel his eager tongue touch my ass hole. he kissed my cheeks enthusiatsically and licked around the rim tasting the juice that had accumulated from my masturbation. As his tongue rimmed my asshole I fingered my clit until i could feel the next tremor take me and as juice drizzled onto his face his tongue lunged into my ass hole and I squeeled with joy as I came shuddering and moaning. I came about three times then got off him and returned to lying next to him kissing him and purring sexy comments to him as I kissed him.

"You think my pussy is tight, my ass is the tightest thing anyone has ever felt. Do you want to cum in my tight little asshole?" As I kissed him and panted the evocative statement I came yet again. I could hear him moan and scream out.
" Yes Yes let me fuck your ass mmmmm I want to cum in you so badly."


I got up off the bed once more and straddled his neglected cock. It was still distorted with passion. I touched it with featherlike touch all over then draped my fingernails acrsoss it as I heard him moan helplessly and watched as it throbbed. I trapped the tip against my thumb and forefinger and guided it to the wet satin that covered my pussy and pressed it against my labial folds teasing the tip with the shiny satin and the wetness.

All he could do was moan helplessly as his cock began to throb uncontrollably and a smalll quantity oif precum oozed from the tip. I squeezed the galns to stop the pre emeient ejaculation and he moaned long and low.
" Not yet my darling, I have a hot little ass waiting for this." I cooed.

I returned to not touching his cock and lying next to him and kissing him whispering sexily in his ear between kisses.

" I'm going to make you so hot when you finally cum you're going to feel like heavan is here. Do you want to cum in my tight little asshole?"

"Oh GOD YES!" He screamed.

"God cant take you to heaven as easily as I can darling."

I climbed on top of him staddling his chest so my ass sat on his chest facing his head and leant down and took his cock firmly in my hands. I blew warm air through moist lips all over it. then flickered my tongue over every trhobbing stretching aching piece of his cock. The followed with amillion tiny wet kisses as I tickled his balls with finger nails. Then I leaned forward and forced his trhobbing cock between my tight cleavage and pumped it a few times squeezing until his excitement became begging and incoherent cries of frustration and joy.

I let go of his cock and kissed it gently again and guided the tip toward the satin covered nipple and ran the tip around each until his throbs were uncontrolled and my nipples were like jelly beans poking against the sheer red satin fabric. I released his cock and returned to kiss him and return to teaasing him without touching.

" I dont let just anybody fuck my sweet asshole darling. You're the first! Im a virgin. I'll tell you what we're going to do now. I'm going to release your feet and then grease up your cock so its slick as a rocket sled Im going to help you inside me the first time then Im going to let you go and I want you to fuck me until I pass out and until I feel your hot cum explode in me. OK!"

I leapt off the bed once more as he nodded enthusiastically. It had been over an hour since I had begun teasing him and I went to my suitcase once more and produced a bottle of lubricant.

I rubbed it on my hands and then layered it onto his eager cock as he panted in anticipation. I reached down and unsnapped my crotch buttons on the teddy and it sprung up revealing my bare ass and pussy. I guided his cock to my pussy and inserted just the tip and began to masturbate again. It took every effort not to plunge down on him. I ached to feel him inside me! he shivered and I could feel he wanted to thrust up at me but I hung out of reach and as my masturbation produced a nother shiver wetness slid down his lubricated cock in a flood of excitement. I reluctantly removed his cock. and leapt off the bed to unite his feet, then returned myself to his cock. I turned so my ass was hovering over him, leaning back with my hands and guiding his slick lubricated cock to my ass hole. I slid it around the rim seductively and we both swooned from the shheer touch and anticipation of what was to come. I pushed down on him and he gently pushed forward and his cock parted my opening and a shock that was part pain part excitement took me and I pushed further until a good inch was in me and hovered trying to relax for a few moments. His cock was throbbing uncontrollably. I pushed down slowly and he thrust forward more urgently until I could feel his cock slide into me deeper. I began to masturbate again and this time a gush and shiver gripped me in waves almost immediately and some where in the joy of cumming his cock slid into me to the hilt. I had cum really really hard.

I slid his cock out of me and returned to kiss him and untie the wrist constraints. The meoment he was feree he took me in his arms and pressed me to him fondling my breasts excitedly, cupping my ass cheeks and kissing me like a wild man. I turned over and he excitedly guided his cock once more to my ass hole. It slid into me easily this time. he grabbed my tits from behind and lunged forward and began to fuck me slowly and evenly getting deeper with each stroke harder and faster. the involuntary gushing from my pussy became a flood and as his cock slammed into me one hand reached around and pressed my clit while the other pinched my nipple and fondled my tit all the while he fucked my ass hole hard and deep and fast and I exploded over and over again screaming and moaning. I lost all track of time as he manipulated me like a rag doll! Fucking my ass like a jack hammer bringing me to countless orgasms that merged into one another in a sunami of pleasure.

Just when I thought it could get no better I felt his cock swell inside my tightness and a hot spurt of cum and his incoherent screaming of "Oh God it's so tight so good sooo goood .... OOOOH GOD I'm Cumming!"

We both collapsed on the bed his cock jammed into my asshole quivering and spurting helplessly. His hands roaming my breasts and kissing my neck and moaning. "That was the best fuck I have ever had... OH God it was so good."

I was too exhausted to do more than agree by wiggling my ass to prolong its tingling afterglow and revel in the hot sticky cum that pumped into me and oozed from my tightness.**********:smilie('')

 

[Miltone]

Jerry: There’s always time for one more

We lay together for the longest while, letting the incredible release of sexual tension ebb slowly away. From time to time Tracie wiggled her ass, rubbing her firm cheeks against my belly, and sensing my cock still buried up inside her ass. I had never known a lover like this, who could tease me so relentlessly, and take me to new heights of pleasure. Each gentle caress of her body and each soft little kiss brought us back closer to earth, until our other bodily needs caught up with us.

“I hope that we haven’t let breakfast get to cold,” I cracked as we finally parted and sat up to eat. I set the tray carefully on the bed and we cuddled together sipping juice and coffee and gobbling up the breakfast hungrily. Tracie seemed completely at ease around me and quite unmindful of her nakedness. My god, she had a gorgeous body, such fine soft smooth skin, pert round little tits, and long shapely legs! While we ate we each took advantage of the other’s undressed body, kissing and fondling a neck, her breast, my cock, her pussy in between mouthfuls of bacon and sausage, eggs and pancakes.

When we were finished, I set the tray aside and kissed the tiny traces of syrup from her lips. We rolled together on the bed, our bodies sticky from our earlier food fun and still damp from our sensational sex.

“You know sweet man, I badly need a shower,” she said softly as she lie on her back with me hovering over her.

“So do I,” I replied. “And they have the roomiest showers here.”

We climbed from the bed and she tossed her teddy off. Once in the shower, we embraced under the throb of the hot water and took our time washing each other head to toe. After rinsing I held her from behind, my hands reaching around to caress her breasts, her firm ass cheeks rubbing against my cock, tired but far from finished for the day. As it rose up behind her back, she wiggled her ass again.

“You just never stop,” she giggled, and turned to face me.

“It’s all your fault, Tracie,” I said, struggling to keep a straight face. “It’s simply because of you that I’m always at the ready.”

She looked down and saw my cock rising up between our bodies. “Mmm, so I see … so I see …”

With the warm water still showering down on us, Tracie squatted down and began to play with my cock. She fingered it and stroked it, kissed and licked it, looking up at me often to gauge my reaction. She cradled my balls in one hand and held my cock by the base and waggled it back and forth, waving it past her extended tongue for delicious little licks. Then she took it into her mouth and sucked it hard and deep, her tongue moving side to side, never stopping. She didn’t bob her head, she simply sucked me, turning and twisting her mouth, feeling it swell up. When she finally released it and looked up at me, I helped her to her feet.

“You are incredible, my dear!” I whispered and then kissed her madly. I knew I would be fucking her again soon enough, but wanted to take some time since we had all day. Shutting off the water, we toweled off and climbed from the shower.

“So what would you like to do today?” she asked as she sat at the antique dressing table and began to brush her long blonde hair.

“Lay around and fuck,” I chuckled.

“That can be arranged,” she said, glancing back at me from the corner of her eye.

“But we should probably put in an appearance to the outside world,” I said, opening up my suitcase and rummaging through for something to wear. “Our wonderful hosts should probably be reassured that we haven’t kilt each other what with all the noises we’ve been making.”

Tracie laughed. “Oh, really? Making noises? I haven’t noticed.”

“Maybe that’s because you’ve been so … um, distracted,” I said, moving behind her and resting my hands on her shoulders, massaging them gently.

“You certainly have a way of distracting me,” she said, leaning toward me so that my semi-hard on bumped against her back.

“You’re the distraction,” I said, moving back to my open suitcase.

Tracie finished brushing her hair and added just the slightest traces of makeup while I dressed. It was going to be a hot day, so I slipped into a comfortable pair of cotton boxers and a pair of khaki shorts and slipped on a brightly colored print aloha shirt. While I lounged on the bed, I watched as Traci dressed. She picked out a sweet little white lace bra and matching panties and took her sweet time putting them on, knowing full well how aroused I was becoming watching her fit the lingerie to her trim little body. Then she topped it with a cute little turquoise skirt and a skimpy little white top that clung to her body and left her belly bare.

“I’m ready,” she announced, twirling around like a ballerina.

“So am I,” I replied and took her hand.

We walked down and greeted our hosts.

“Sleep well did you?” he asked.

“That we did,” I answered.

“Like a baby,” Tracie replied flirtatiously.

“If there’s anything we can get for you, please let us know,” added his wife. “We want you to enjoy your stay.”

“We have,” Tracie said. “Very memorable!”

We decided to go out for a walk in the warm summery breeze. The countryside was lovely with gently rolling hills and woods and streams. We followed the main road into town and strolled along the quaint little downtown area, browsing through a few of the shops. By early afternoon we stopped into the local diner for a bite of lunch and then wended our way back toward the Inn.

“So what do you feel like doing next?” Tracie asked sweetly and rather invitingly.

“I was thinking that we could try out the Jacuzzi,” I suggested.

“Anything to get me naked again, eh?” she teased.

“Well, you could put your bathing suit on if you want,” I replied.

Tracie stopped and took my hand. “That would sort of spoil all the fun, wouldn’t it?” She placed my hand on her breast and held it there, cupping my palm to the firm curve of her flesh. I could feel her nipple grow hard and press into my hand.

“Any place, any time, any where, any way with you would be fun, Baby,” I said.

She grinned and leaned up to kiss me. Then, hand in hand we walked back to the Inn, taking only a short diversion to wander through the manicured grounds and gardens that the hosts had prepared out back. The roses were in full bloom and I picked a beautiful aromatic pink one for Tracie. Then we went back up to our room. There was a small crystal vase on the fireplace mantle and Tracie put the rose into some water. Then she turned to me and rested her hand on my chest.

“Thank you, Jerry,” she said. “For all of this! It’s been great getting away like this!”

“Thank you!” I replied. “I’ve needed to get out and have some fun for a change.”

And it was true. I hadn’t done anything fun just for myself in such a long time. And to be able to share it with someone like Tracie made it all the more incredible. It didn’t matter that she was my best friend’s daughter. I had needed to cut loose and she was just the one to help me.

“So how about that Jacuzzi?” I asked.

“Mmm, it does look sort of inviting,” she murmured.

I went over and starting the water running. There were some sets of scented bath salts and I picked out the vanilla. “What do you think?” I asked. Tracie nodded and I sprinkled some into the rushing water. When the water was high enough, I started up the pump that sent the bubbling water jetting into the tub. “Looks good so far … all we need to add is … you.”

Tracie remained by the fireplace, smiling, her hands on her hips, her hips jutted out to one side. I moved over to her and eased my arms around her waist. She lifted her arms up to my shoulders.

“Aren’t we a little over-dressed for this kind of thing?” she teased.

“Maybe,” I responded. “But that can be easily dealt with.”

My hands moved up over the soft fabric of her top, tracing the outline of her bra. I could see the flicker of excitement in her baby blue eyes as I touched her. Taking a hold of her top, I pulled it upward. She lifted her arms up so that I could pull her top off over her head. Tossing it onto the bed, I reached for the snap and zip of her skirt and unfastened them, tugging her skirt down past her hips, squatting down as I went. Tracie stepped out of the skirt and stood before me in just her lacy lingerie. I ran my hands up over her tanned legs, past her hips and stood back up.

“You seem to be enjoying this, don’t you?” Tracie said with a sexy grin. Her hand brushed against the growing bulge in my shorts.

“As if you aren’t?” I answered, running my hands lightly over her breasts, feeling her taut nipples press through the thin lace of her bra.

I tugged the straps of her bra down from her shoulders and watched as the cups pulled away from her firm little tits. When I reached behind to unclasp it, I leant down to kiss and suckle each hard little nip. Tossing her bra onto the bed, I let my hands trail down to her waist, tracing over the elastic of her panties, the thin little straps over her hips, the plunge of fabric down the crack of her ass, the rise up over the mound of her pussy. When I finally ran my hand down over the front of her panties, I could feel the warmth and wetness between her legs. Slowly I squatted down and began to pull the little scrap of lace down. Tracie wiggled her hips to help and soon the patch of white fabric was tossed up onto the bed. Before standing, I leaned in and kissed her pussy, dragging my tongue over her moist slit and circling her hard little clit. The scent of her sweet young sex was driving me crazy!

“Uhhhnnn!” she moaned and held my face against her for a moment.

Then I stood and gathered her up into my arms and carried her over to the bubbling hot tub. I set her down in the tub and watched as she slowly sat down. She frowned.

“Aren’t you going to join me?” she pouted.

“Do I look like that big a fool?” I laughed. Then I unbuttoned my shirt and slipped it from my shoulders. I could feel Tracie’s eyes on me as I took down my shorts and stepped out of them. She lay back in the water, teasing me with little fetching glimpses of her naked body and focused on the tent in my boxers. I ran my hand over my body, from my chest down over my undershorts, drawing attention to the erection that was quickly growing underneath. Slowly I pulled at my boxers, easing them down from my hips an inch at a time, finally bringing my almost fully erect cock into sight. She licked her lips teasingly and made room for me in the tub. Kicking my boxers off to the side, I settled into the hot frothing water beside her.

The action of the hot surging water was relaxing, but the caresses and kisses Tracie and I shared had the opposite effect. We couldn’t keep our hands off one another, massaging and touching each other slowly and tenderly at first. But as the moments passed, our caresses became more urgent and intimate. Her fingers coiled around my cock and stroked firmly; my hands cupped her tits, fingering her erect puckered nipples, pinching and twisting and pulling them. When I began to finger her pussy, our passions ignited and we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed lustily.

“I want you so much …” Tracie called out into my ear, her voice a low husky moan.

“I need you too, Baby!” I responded. The only question was whether our passion could wait long enough to exit the tub or whether we would commence right then and there …

 

[xtcnymphette]

" Jerry..." I moaned. Remember when you made me cum five times before fucking me? I want you to fuck me and make me cum five times between here and the bedroom and then cum in me hard. Do you think you can do that darling." I stood up and bent over the edge of thee hot tub. Soap suds covered my pert ass as I clenched my buttocks to show my rounded gift to him. Jerry just moaned and stood grasping my hips and then guided his cock to my opening as I gyrated my ass seductively. " MMMmmm yes fuck me hard and make me cum..... oooooof yeah!" His cocks slid into me with an urgency I recognised and in moments his balls slapped my ass and his large cock slammed into me I braced myslef against the edge of the tub and felt the first wave of pleasure roll over me and weaken me at the knees.

" God you are so damn tight Tracie. so hot, you feel sooooooo goood." He moaned as his stokes became slow and deliberately deep.

His hand left my hip and caressed my soapy clit and the tingles became waves of shivering and his cock quickened inside me and seemed to thicken against my contracting pussy walls. I came screaming and shivering. Wave after wave of pleasuretook me and I lost track of how long I had been moaning and screaming. When I calmed, jerry had pulled his cock from me and stood on the edge of the bath and extended a hand to help me out. We hugged and kissed excitedly and wet towelled each other dry as we kissed. Our kisses became frenzied and Jerry guided me backward to the bathroom bench and lifted me onto it and spread my legs.

" MMMMMmm fuck me more pleeeease " I moaned. " God I want your big cock inside me forever."

Jerry obliged and he wiped the tip over my damp labia until he found the hole he desired and soon he was deep inside me once more. he clucthed my ass cheeks in his hand and rammed me hard and deep as I bit his neck and bucked to greet his thrusts. Once more I began to cum wildly and excitedly my pussy gushed wetness, squirting him as I c;lawed his back raking iit with my finger nails until I drew blood and bitt his neck like an animal. The pleasure was so extreme I was permanently shaking and moaning repeatedly " Oh God I'm so horny for you so hot mmmmmmm I'm cumming." Over and over again!

When Jerry pulled his cock from me this time he walked to the hall way and just lay on the floor. "Ride me darling, ride me like I'm a wild stallion!"

I straddled him and guided his cock towards me. I was facing the other direction so he could see my ass. His cock slid easily into me and I leaned back and plunged down hard. As I rose up he grabbed my tits and fondled them. Pawing them and moaning as he did so" God you feel so good I cant wait to cum in you." I clenched my pussy muscles around the tip of his cock making myslef impossibly tight and felt the flood of wetness dribble from my pussy and roll down his shaft.

" I cant stand it!" he said and began thrusting upwards at me urgently ramming me from behind hard and fast and urgently. His cock throbbing, swollen to the extreme. It was only a few wild strokes that triggered my next wave of orgasms as I sunk deep onto his cock which slid deepinside me and throbbed against my own contractions. His hands clucthing my tits as I screamed in orgasm not once not twice but repeatedly over and over. My eyes rolled back into my head and all I could see was my own pleasure as I whited out with joy. All I could hear were the wet slapping souund of his cock into me reasuring me he was still inside me and our combined screams moans and grunts.

When we rested I had lost count of the orgasms I had had. Jerry picked me up in his arms from the floor and took me to the bedroom.

" Cum in me fill me up. MMmmmm I want to feel your hor cock explode inside me. Take me beyond heavan darling let me feel you inside me." I was beging by the time we reached the bed. Jerry parted my legs and entered me again. Slowly gently, lovingly. he kissed me like a lover kisses a bride on a wedding night so romantically so softly that it semmed that the wild fucking passion of the last 48 hours were something else entirely. Could feel his kisses gently on my lips and I began to shake with a different kind of pleasure. Tears filled my eayes, tears of unbeleivable joy as I began to cum again.

"Oh Jerry I love you." I blurted out as I came again. Jerry's cock swelled inside me, my pussy contracted around it as he continued his gentle fucking, caressing my breasts like they were fragile objects kissing my ears and neck so gently as to almost not touch my skin, running his tongue over my skin, suckling my nipples gently, erotically. then I felt it his cock swelled inside me and began to throb, followed by a long low moan. " Oh God I love you too Tracie, I'm Cumming" he slid his cock deep inside me and I kissed him as gently and as lovingly as he kissed me. His cock exploded inside me and I swore I saw stars as it pumped it's jism into me. Our moans were continuous or carresses eternal, our kisses longing. We lay entwined our bodies locked together for hours. The impact of our final decalaration of love not even a present issue the consequences of our forbidden seduction lay beyond this bliss that could not be shattered by social realities.

 

[Miltone]

Jerry: Going Home

Our mutual profession of love didn’t fade as we lie together following our latest round of spectacular lovemaking. It wasn’t just deep romantic love, it wasn’t just recreational sex, it wasn’t about possession or belonging; it was about our needs and desires and cravings meeting and merging and becoming satisfied by the other. I had never known such intense feelings with women twice Tracie’s age. Her wanton hunger, her inventive imagination, her insatiable spirit, all intrigued me endlessly. She was so free and willing and open, so much of what I had always looked for in a woman and had despaired of ever finding. And now that she was here, I wanted more, I wanted to see her more and share everything we could.

The rest of the day flew past. We had dinner in town and stopped off at a noisy bar where a local band was playing some raucous dance music. We had a couple of drinks and took a few turns on the dance floor before heading back to the Inn. We were both so tired from the day that we stripped each other naked and fell onto the king-sized bed and drifted off to sleep blissfully in each other’s arms.

When I awoke, the sun had risen and I felt her close to me, her fingers curled around my cock, her lips kissing along the length of my shaft, her tongue twirling around the tip, her breath tantalizing me. I pulled the sheets away so I could get a better view of her lean tanned naked body crouched beside me, her long blonde hair spilling over her shoulders and onto my belly. Tracie looked up at me, her blue eyes wide and smiling. She kept looking at me as she guided my cock in and out of her hot wet mouth, noting every nuance of my expression, each change in my breathing, and every twitch of my body. Then she sucked hard and drew her lips up along the length of my erection, her cheeks sinking in and rubbing on me, until she dragged her teeth over the cap and I popped out of her mouth.

“Jesus, Tracie!” I groaned as she flicked her tongue wildly on the underside of the tip, making me squirm uncontrollably.

“Like that, Jerry?” she teased, running her tongue around the tip. She began to kiss her way up my body. “You like the way I suck your big old cock?”

“Christ, Tracie! Yes!” Another groan escaped my lips as her hand continued to pump my cock and her kisses fell upon my chest and shoulders and neck. I felt myself grow as long and thick and hard as I ever had with her.

With an evil grin, she moved up and straddled my hips, holding my cock upright and shifting her hips so that I could enter her again.

“Just one more time, baby,” Tracie cooed as her hot wet cunt descended along my rigid upright shaft. I lay back and let her move toward her climax, the sight of her incredible body bouncing on my lap making me thrust up into her until she collapsed down onto my chest crying out, “Fuck me, Jerry! Fuck me hard! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meee!!”

I wrapped my arms tightly around her and pumped my cock up into her hard and fast, our bellies slapping noisily together until she finally reached her peak and came, her wetness gushing down onto me as her body trembled and shook.

“Oh, fuck, baby … you all right?” I asked her as she tried to regain her breath.

“Oh, yeah,” she replied, kissing me passionately. “God, I love the way you fuck me! I’ve never known a guy my own age to do me like this!”

“Well, there is something special that an older man with some experience can bring to a relationship with a younger woman,” I responded.

We nestled together for a while until my cock slipped from her and we got up to shower off. We were having fun taking turns washing each other’s body. But when she spent a little too much time washing off my manhood and I grew long and thick in her hands, I felt my need for her grow intense and I spun her around and took her right there in the shower. I pressed her body up against the tile and thrust my cock up past the cheeks of her ass, plunging deeply into her pussy until she was screaming my name again.

“If you don’t watch out,” she grinned over her shoulder, “That old thing of yours is going to fall off or something before the weekend is over!”

“Well, we wouldn’t want that to happen now would we?” I said pulling out of her and letting the warm shower rinse me off.

With the scent of breakfast wafting up from downstairs, we toweled off and dressed. Tracie pulled on a short, skimpy rose-colored cropped t-shirt and a cute little white skirt that floated delightfully around her hips. I felt pretty casual in a pair of shorts and a golf shirt. Then we went downstairs to enjoy our last breakfast at the Barbizon and even spent a few extra minutes chatting with our hosts. Somehow, in spending this precious time with Tracie, she didn’t seem so young, at least in my eyes. She may have been my best buddy’s little girl, but she was a fully-grown young woman. As we walked out to the car in the fresh morning air, it was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra by the way her nipples grew erect. We put our bags in back and lowered the top on my old Cadillac convertible.

As we began to drive home, Tracie rested her arm on the windowsill, her long hair trailing in the breeze of the open topped old Cadillac. Obviously not wanting her lustrous hair to get snarled, she gathered it together, pulled out a hair band and tied it back. Raising her arms to do so lifted her short t-shirt a bit, revealing the lower curves of her breasts, something that I didn’t miss glancing at her out of the corner of my eye. The wind flowing through the car caught the hem and pushed it further up revealing the pale pinkness of her nipples and teasing them to near full erectness.

“Ooo!” Tracie squealed and quickly finished banding her hair together. She tugged her shirt back down to cover herself, for although there was little traffic, we were in an open convertible. But she didn’t get it down before I turned my head enough to take in the view. “You sleaze! Keep your eyes on the road!” she said, giving me a playful scolding look.

“I was praying for that gust of wind!” I replied, glancing up for a moment. “Thank you, Jesus!”

She laughed, her head leaning back and tilted to the side looking at me. I could feel the breeze blowing through my hair and the warmth of the sun on my shoulders. What a great day, I thought. Then I looked over at Tracie, sitting beside me, her nipples still showing through the short rose-colored shirt and her long legs stretching out from the little white skirt she was wearing. What a great girl to spend the day with, I thought.

“It’s really pretty out here,” she remarked as we wound through a lovely stretch of countryside. “Can we come back here again?”

“Sure, as often as you like,” I answered.

When the road that lead back home turned inland, Tracie scooted over the supple red leather seat into the crook of my waiting arm. She nestled her head against my shoulder and rested her hand on my chest next to my heart.

“You have a strong heartbeat,” she remarked.

I smiled warmly and wrapped my arm around her, pulling her close. As the two-lane blacktop wound through the rolling hills, Tracie let her hand drift down over my stomach till it came to rest on my lap. As I felt her fingers trace the outline of my cock, resting down the leg of my shorts, I couldn’t resist reaching over and around her shoulders to cup her breast, first through the soft thin cotton of her tee, but then slipping up underneath to touch her soft warm skin. She moaned as my fingertips drew a circle around her stiff nipple.

“Baby?” Tracie said.

“Huh?”

“This may not be the most opportune time,” she went on. “But I’ve got to pee.”

I chuckled. “The coffee’s working its way through me too.”

We soon came upon a rustic little turnout with a scenic view of the valley and I brought the car to a stop. Finishing first, I sat on a nearby picnic table and waited for her, checking out how there was a short drive that led back to a scenic overlook. Suddenly I felt a pair of delicate hands clamp over my eyes.

“Guess who?” Tracie called out in an obvious fake voice.

“Um, let’s see!” I said slowly, as if thinking it over. “Must be … huh … let’s see … how about the most beautiful girl in the world?”

“Damn!” she teased. “You weren’t supposed to know on the first guess.”

She turned my face toward her and gave me a big wet sloppy kiss, which I returned. Since we were in no hurry we walked along the ridge of the hill, taking in the view. At one point, I paused and leaned up against a tree, taking a deep breath of the fresh air. Tracie continued a few steps ahead. When she spotted some pretty little wild flowers, she bent over to pick them. The hem of her skirt inched up the cheeks of her ass and I caught a brief glimpse of the mound of her panty-clad pussy peeking through. I let out a wolf whistle that made her stand up straight and turn around.

“Beautiful!” I said, my smile giving me away.

Tracie walked up to me slowly. “Were you checking out my ass?”

“Um, well … matter of fact,” I stammered for a second, knowing I had been caught. “Actually … yes.”

“Good!” she said leaning toward me to lightly kiss my lips and pat me on the cheek. “I hope you never get tired of that.”

“You keep dressing up like this and I’ll never want to look at another girl,” I replied, taking her into my arms. We kissed briefly and wandered back toward the car. When we climbed back into the old Caddy, Tracie was surprised when I took the scenic drive. “Just wait,” I said. “Let’s see what we can find back here.”

We followed the short winding drive till we reached the turnaround. There was a small parking area with a spectacular view of the valley. You could see the vineyards of the wineries crisscrossing the entire width from the hills on one side to the other. The colorful outbuildings dotted the landscape.

“Wow, this is really pretty!” she exclaimed.

“Couldn’t think of a better place to park with my favorite girl,” I said, bringing the Caddy to rest under the shade of a big old maple tree. I cut the engine off, but left the radio on, playing some soft jazz. When she looked up at me, I placed my hand under her chin, leaned down and kissed her. Her hand curled up behind my neck and held me there as our tongues touched and danced a warm wet tango.

With our kiss building, my hand swept from her cheek to the back of her head, tugging at the band that held her hair up and pulling it loose. My fingers immediately weaved through its softness as I pulled her closer. Tracie sighed softly into our kiss, her fingers stroking the back of my neck, teasing my hair while the fingers on her other hand dallied lightly on my thigh a bit just underneath the hem of my shorts.

I lifted my other hand to her belly, my fingers caressing and dancing over her warm soft skin and slowly worked them up underneath her little t-shirt, tickling the underside of her firm breasts. She gasped a bit and I felt her shudder slightly as she arched her back, inviting me to continue.

“Mmmmmm baby I love touching you, smelling you, feeling you shiver,” I hummed into her ear, rubbing my face in the intoxicating fragrance of her hair.

“Oh honey, you have no idea how good it feels when you play with my hair like that,” Tracie cooed, shivering a bit and pressing her head closer to mine.

“Oh, and you mean that feels better than this.” I said as my fingers climbed higher up her shirt and circled a breast while my thumb grazed her pert little nipple.

“Ooohhh, god you know it does,” She moaned arching more and I felt the tiny goose bumps and little tremors I was raising in her.

“Good, I was beginning to wonder,” I teased and moved to do the same to her other breast bringing small delightful gasps and moans from her.

“Seems I’m not the only one it does something for,” she sighed feeling the soft head of my cock lurking underneath my shorts as she weaseled her fingers further up pushing my shorts up.

“Ummmmm…” I moaned when she rubbed the head and circled slowly the rim beneath. My cock had grown long and thick and started to cause an uncomfortable feeling within my shorts as she continued stroking the entire length. I shifted in my seat with my legs parting and turning to face her more. Then I gasped when her hand moved up even further and her palm rubbed my cock while her fingers teased and toyed with my balls.

“Oh I do believe your friend here is growing up a bit and needs to come out and play,” Tracie said softly, continuing to play and arouse me.

“You think so, do you?” I remarked with a devilish gleam in my eye as I lifted her t-shirt above her breasts. “Seems to me these have been trying to come out and play all morning.” I sighed, dropping my mouth to kiss one taut little nipple then the other, licking and nibbling on each breast and nipple. My hand left her hair, moving to the small of her back where my fingers slipped down over her skirt to cup her ass.

“God yes … play with my tits honey … kiss … lick … suck … bite them …” she moaned, pressing my head closer as I did exactly that, making them swell, tingle and harden. “Oooohhh, god you’re making me soooo wet,” she moaned again and began rocking her hips. She pulled her hand away from my cock and plunged it up underneath her skirt, moaning even more. With the motion of her hand, the hem of her skirt was tugged up so that I could see her rubbing her sex through the soft white silk of her panties.

“Damn, Tracie. Just watching you gets me hard as a rock,” I growled lifting my head from her breasts as I watched her rubbing her pussy.

“Oh, god, Jerry! You always get me so hot!” she moaned just as my lips fell upon hers, kissing her wildly.

“Mmm, Baby,” I moaned, in between hot deep kisses. I had always been the one who did the touching, who did the initiating. But ever since meeting Tracie, it was like the both of us were sharing the lead, one then the other. Watching her touch herself and become excited turned me on so much that I felt my cock throbbing. I reached down, unbuttoned my shorts, and pulled them open. I reached inside my boxers and took hold of my cock, pulling it out, curling my fingers around and stroking it slowly.

“Oh, fuck, Honey! That is sooooo hot!” Tracie said, her eyes glancing down.

“What?” I said, pulling my hand away.

“Seeing you jacking off like that,” she replied.

“Really?” I said, touching myself again.

“Seeing you stroking off like that, knowing that you’re getting it all long and hard for me, that it’s going to be inside my pussy real soon is such a turn on!” Tracie said, leaning back against the red leather door panel with her fingers gliding up and down her hot wet slit.

“Mmm, same here, Baby!” I replied, watching her while I stroked my cock. Her lips parted and her tongue slowly circled her mouth. Tracie hooked her fingers under the gusset of her panties and pulled it to the side, exposing her pretty little pussy. She spread her legs apart and let her middle finger plow down along her slit and disappear up inside her pussy. Her other hand moved up over her body till it reached one of her breasts, cupping it and squeezing it and pinching her nipple.

I couldn’t believe how excited I was. I had never felt my cock feel so thick and hard, my balls so big and full. My sticky precum was oozing from the tip and when I spread it around the head, I knew as I groaned and flinched that she could see and hear. Sitting in the front seat of my favorite old Cadillac in the shade of a big old maple tree with an absolutely gorgeous vista stretching out before us, our eyes were trained on each other.

“Jerry?” Tracie asked, her breath coming short and fast.

“Yes, Baby?” I responded.

“Don’t want … to cum … by … myself,” she sighed.

“Me neither,” I moaned.

“Maybe … we should … do something … about this,” Tracie suggested. Her hands were working feverishly on her body, one dipping deep into her pussy and the other playing roughly with her breasts.

“You’re right, Tracie … we should,” I said, my own hand still stroking my long hard cock.

Tracie brought her hands up together, cupping her breasts, and then leaned forward across the broad red leather seat toward me. With her eyes focused on me, her mouth opened and she licked her lips. She bent down and captured my cock between her breasts, letting my long hard dick run up between her soft tender tits. When the tip of my cock appeared, she leaned down and lapped at it with her tongue. She let go of her breasts and took my cock into her mouth, making me groan loudly.

“Oh, god, Baby, I want you,” I growled. “I want to fuck you … real bad!”

“I know, Honey,” Tracie replied as she let go of my cock. “Cause I want you to.”

While she sat back and removed her skirt, I pushed my shorts and boxers down and kicked them off. Tracie rose up and knelt on the seat straddling me while I slipped my long legs up between hers. With her panties still pulled to the side of her pussy, she took my upright cock in hand and positioned herself, lowering her hips down so that she could rub the head on her very wet pussy lips. I rocked my hips up and down trying to push inside her, but she seemed determined to tease me just a bit more.

“Come on, Baby! Let me fuck you,” I begged. “I can see it in your eyes that you want me back inside you.”

“Mmm, I do,” Tracie replied, her hand guiding me toward her warm wet entrance. When she found that special spot, she lowered herself down, swallowing my cock completely inside her. Her eyes closed for a moment and she leaned forward resting her hands on my shoulders. Then she began to move slowly on top of me, her eyes opening and her lips curling into a smile. As she picked up the pace, Tracie sat up straight and pulled her little t-shirt up and off over her head, letting it fall to the floor beside her skirt. Then she began to ride me harder, her body bouncing up and down, her pussy gripping me tightly.

“Uhnn, Baby, that feels so good!” I groaned.

“You like this, Honey?” she sighed.

“Oh, fuck yeah! Your tight pussy makes my cock soooo hard.”

“Yeah? Well your hard cock makes my pussy soooo wet.”

Tracie’s breasts bounced and jiggled, the breeze crossing her nipples stiffening them as she kept riding me harder. She flung her head back with her hair going back to sweep across her back. Her hands reached back to grip my thighs and she arched back, lifting her hips and pelvis almost slipping off my cock and then thrusting back down sucking me up inside her.

“Oh fuck yessss baby….” I growled reaching up to fondle and play with her breasts and nipples, my other hand pressed and rubbed across her now very accessible clit. I watched as she bounced, her hair flinging in the breeze, her breasts jiggling. The way my cock slid in and out of her warm wet pussy and the pure look of pleasure on her face made my cock even harder.

“God! This is such a turn on!” she let out in a deep almost whisper. Her thighs were rubbing against my hips. She started riding me faster, her ass slapping against my thighs as she humped my cock hard.

“Uuhhhh … ummm … oh yessss!” I hissed and rubbed her clit faster feeling the heat radiating from it as it swelled.

“Oh close … I’m going to …” she yelled as her belly contracted, her pussy tightened around my cock, squeezing me, and then spasm after spasm rippled through her. “Cumming … oh fuck yessss!”

“Sweet Jesus! Me too!” I howled, exploding inside her when I felt her pussy squeezing and gripping my cock. My hands clasped her ass cheeks as she fell forward on me with her lips crushing mine and I thrust over and over again into her depths.

Both of us were panting and moaning, our bodies trembling until finally spent, we just lay there silent. Our hearts were still wildly beating, our breathing was ragged, and the smiles on our faces were bigger than life.

“Wow Jerry that was sooo hot!” she purred as she sat smiling at me with my cock still inside her.

“You’re the one that’s hot, Tracie.” I replied and my fingers came up softly caressing her breasts and belly.

“If I am, it’s cause you make me that way. And doing me in your car. Fuck, do you realize I’m naked out here in front of God and everybody? What if someone had come by and seen us, especially us fucking?” She giggled and her breasts jiggled in my hands as she laughed.

“Would you have stopped, or cared for that matter?” I laughed. “Besides, you have a beautiful body, so what if someone did happen to see it?” Tracie looked around and giggled, her hips wiggling a little where she rested on my lap. “But, now I think we better get dressed and move along, we really don’t want to risk having the cops catch us out here naked, do we?”

“Well Noooooo!” she said and sat up, moving off me. “Besides, I wouldn’t want to see us on the front page of some newspaper ‘Couple arrested for Public Display of … of … hmmm, Affection?’ They surely couldn’t say ‘fucking’.”

We both laughed, then put our clothes back on and were soon back on the road. As we drove back home, the old Cadillac convertible sweeping powerfully along the curves, the wind in our faces, and the sun on our shoulders, Tracie sat curled up on the seat beside me, her arm around my shoulders. Occasionally she would run her fingernails through the hair on the back of my neck or lean over to lick my ear or whisper something sexy to me. Of course when we came to a railroad crossing and had to wait for a long freight train to pass, I put the car in neutral, pulled the hand brake tight, and turned toward her.

“Now where’s my favorite girl?” I asked reaching over to put my arms around her.

“Right here, Honey,” she said easing her body up close to me.

“I love you, Baby,” I whispered.

“I love you, Jerry,” she replied.

Since we were in an open convertible with traffic building up behind us, we did nothing more than share a few sweet loving kisses. Of course we were so occupied that we hadn’t noticed the train had passed and the car behind us had to blow the horn to bring us out of our embrace. As we neared home, the thought began to dawn on us that with our feelings growing like that had we would have to face her parents sooner or later. After all, she was my best friend’s daughter, the same age as my own, and I had fallen in love with her and felt that she was in love with me. We couldn’t hide from it.

“So should I drop you off at home?” I asked.

“Shouldn’t you drop me a Elli’s?” Tracie suggested.

“Well, baby, they are going to find out sooner or later,” I replied.

Tracie looked at me long and hard. “You sure? Daddy will be sooo pissed!”

“With anybody else, maybe so, but not with me,” I said. “He’ll understand … and if not I’ll get him to understand.”

“Okay, if that’s what you want,” she answered.

“I love you and I want you, Tracie … that’s enough for me. We can do this together.”

Tracie grinned and snuggled tightly next to me as the road unwound and led into the city. And so we ended our weekend getaway, with our forbidden seduction about to become the real thing.