"Wants, Needs, & Desires" (closed to Firmhanded_Daddy)

[CarlyConners]

"Wants, Needs, & Desires"​

Carly had been swimming about the backyard pool for just a handful of minutes, using a light touch, keeping the splashing sound down, listening. And right on time, she heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Carly smiled, pleased. She had been watching her neighbor's movements on almost a daily basis, for six weeks, ever since completing her Associates Degree at City University. She wasn't stalking him. Just watching from afar. From her bedroom window. The kitchen window of her parents' home. The backyard. Sometimes even from her car, sitting in the driveway with the stereo playing at low volume.

But this was the first time she'd come onto his property. Jumped into his pool.

Carly had come to know a lot about her neighbor. And his family. About his wife Sarah. About his two adult children, lived elsewhere but came over every Sunday for family dinner. About his other two children -- a 20 year old son and an 18 year old daughter -- who lived here yet spent little time here unless they were sleeping or attending that weekly Sunday dinner.

Every weekday, her neighbor left his house at 7:15am. And every weekday, he returned at 4:45pm. Though he always exited the house in the morning through the front door, he always returned to it via the back door. He parked. He went to the curb for the mail. He walked through the side gate to the back yard. He admired the ever changing beauty of the perfectly sculpted lawn, shrubs, and raised garden beds. Then he went inside.

Today, though, he would get an opportunity to admire something more than the roses, rhodies, and arborvitae.

And there he came, stepping into view of his pool just in time to see Carly reaching the near end of the pool, raising her head out of the water to slick back her hair, and popping up into view, showing him the glistening flesh of her naked body from the waist up.

"Oh!" she said, eyes wide with feigned surprise. She maintained her position above the edge of the pool. She supported her weight on locked elbows. Young, firm breasts on full display. Just a hint of her groin over the lip of the pool. She laughed with nervousness, again feigned. "I'm sorry, I, I was using your pool 'cause I didn't think you'd be home for a while. Do you mind?"

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[Firmhanded_Daddy]

John put the car into neutral and pushed the parking brake with a heavy sigh. It had been a long, stressful day. He was already trying to push work out of his mind. The commute home always helped some; the drive gave him time to listen to music and lose himself in his own little world just for a little while. Most people hated gridlock traffic, for John it was a boon. It was his own little time just to decompress. Sure there was the occasional asshole who cut him off or who didn’t know how to merge in traffic but that really didn’t matter with good music.

He pushed the door shut and pushed the button on his key fob. The car alarm chirped in response to lock the doors. He went to the mail box and scooped out the mail without even looking at what it was. He didn’t need more stress right now, he just wanted to put the day on hold. His wife wouldn’t be home for at least another hour, maybe two. He had some time to himself. Humming a tune as he looked over the blooming lavender he paused when he heard an odd noise. It sounded like something splashing in his pool.

Running his fingers through his dark short hair, just splashed with touches of grey he contemplated what in the hell it could be. It was too big to be a wild animal. Well nothing for it but to go see. It always could just be one of the neighbor kids. Not like it was a big deal. He had 4 kids of his own. As long as there was no property damage there was no harm in it. Once not long ago their house was a hub of screaming and laughter and activity. He almost missed it.

He pushed the gate open just in time to see Carly surface from the water. Her perfectly shaped form glistening in the sun light. He froze, to stunned to really know what to say or do. Well most of him froze. His manhood sprung into action and twitched beneath his dress slacks and swelled at the sight of the nubile young body. It took him a moment to realize he was staring at her naked body and that he shouldn’t be. He flung his hand over his eyes as if to ward off searing oil.

“Holy fuck! Why are you naked Carly? You can’t be here! Er. I mean yes you can use the pool, but you can’t use it naked!”

Flustered much?

“ok ok ok. I’m gonna go inside and get you a towel”

He put his hand down and looked at her again and stopped in his tracks. Jesus Christ she looked amazing. What was he doing again? Right. Towel. Yet he couldn’t seem to make his feet turn toward the door.

 

[CarlyConners]

“Holy fuck!"

Carly's lips spread in a quick smile.

"Why are you naked Carly? You can’t be here! Er. I mean yes you can use the pool, but you can’t use it naked!”

She laughed playfully.

"C'mon, John, really?" she asked, laughing again. "Like you've never seen a naked woman before?"

His hand remained over his face. From the look of it his fingers were actually clenched tightly closed. He wasn't peeking. She would have expected lesser men to peek. But Carly knew John was the honest, faithful, loyal type. She'd been watching him one say when half a dozen underclassmen walked past his house, heading for the lake in bikini tops and short shorts. They'd flirted with him as they passed. And yet John had smiled, laughed, and turned back to the house. Jesus, really? Carly's own father would have been hanging over the picket fence watching the tight little teenage asses dancing down the street.

After a moment John spoke. “ok ok ok. I’m gonna go inside and get you a towel”

John lowered his hand. He must have thought Carly had dropped back into the pool. She hadn't. She'd had lifted herself upwards, finding the deck beneath her feet. A sheen of water dripped down her body. A drop hung from a swollen nipple. Gravity finally pulled it from her, sending it down past the narrow, closely trimmed landing strip at the meeting of her thighs.

Carly smiled at John's expression. She searched for that word her mother used so often. Flustered? How ironic that John was thinking the same word.

"Jeez, John," she said. She shifted one hand to hide her groin, though not well. She raised the other arm across her bosom to hide her nipples, again not well. Then she walked slowly his direction. Hips swayed with each step.

She was just barely out of his reach when she stopped. He seemed frozen like an ice sculpture. She smiled wider.

"You said something about a towel ... John."

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

There was an itch in the back of his mind. He couldn’t quite pinpoint the source of it just yet, but something was forming, right now he was still so devistatedly focused on her sizzling nudity. She was doing a fantastic job of drawing him in like a moth to the flame and he wasn’t even aware of it; though somewhere in the back of his mind he was starting to assemble the pieces even as the waves of arousal crashed against him and burned his blood inside his veins.

“Of course I’ve seen a naked woman before. I just never expected one to be in my pool when I came home from work, let alone one old enough to be my daughter.”

Every time she said his name it clouded his thoughts just a little as a rush of desire crashed into him. The way she accented it, almost like she was caressing it with her tongue was driving him crazy.

She was certainly not shy, that was for sure! Instead of going back into the pool to hide herself she fully emerged and started walking toward him. What the fuck was going on here? Was she here to…? No that was an insane thought. He had no idea why she was naked in his pool, but she was certainly not here to fuck him. That thought was just too far outside of his reality to even consider. The idea placed firmly out of his mind he started to get a slow, albeit tenuous grip on his will power.

“Yes, towel. Sorry. I will be right back.”

When she made the move to cover herself, for some reason that just aroused him even further, that little touch of modesty made him ache to see her naked once more. He was no longer able to hide the full erection standing proudly in his dark slacks. If she had any questions about his size, it was sure to be a non-issue.

He unlocked the back door and pulled it open. He did not bother to shut it, he slammed the mail down on the nearest surface and made a quick clipped walk toward where they kept the beach towels. A small wooden cedar chest stood not far from where the pool equipment stood. He pulled out two towels and then walked back toward her.

He no longer averted his gaze, despite his obvious arousal he was finally in control of himself. He handed her two brightly colored towels. “Here you are. In case you want one to dry your hair as well. So to answer your initial question more coherently; no I don’t mind you using the pool, but please no skinny dipping. You have always been welcome over here. I know the kids, and you are grown up… a lot obviously.” He nodded his head to her curvaceous figure. “But you are always welcome here if you need something.”

 

[CarlyConners]

Carly took one of the towels and shook it out to wrap it around her waist. She took her time, of course. She wanted to give John a moment to admire her some more. With the second towel, she dabbed at her hair. Then her shoulders. Then breasts. She slung it around her back, draping it over her shoulders. Where the ends of it came around, it barely hid her nipples.

She'd been listening to him talk. But she hadn't heard any of it. She didn't care about invitations. If Carly wanted to come over and use his pool, she was going to. What was he going to do? Tell Sarah? "Oh by the way, honey, Carly has been coming over to skinny dip in our pool while you're out and I'm alone here with her, and I need you to ask her to stop because it makes my dick hard."

"There's a concert in the park tomorrow, John," Carly said, still toying with his given name. "You probably know about it. I've heard you listening to music out here in the yard, so I know it's your kind of music."

It was a totally off the wall change of topic. Not connected to anything about which he'd been speaking.

"I don't have a way there," she continued. She reached to her waist, loosening the knot holding the towel in place. She rearranged it, feigning a need for more comfort. Her intent, of course, was to give John another quick flash of her lower attributes. "And, to be honest, I can't afford the tickets. Twenty bucks each. Would you like to take me ... John?"

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

He watched her use the towels to cover herself. She seemed in no big hurry to do so. She seemed completely comfortable in her nudity with him there, it was as if she was doing him a favor by covering up.

One towel barely covering her neither region, the other barely covering her nipples, he could still see plenty. Fucking hell. This time however he did not waver or avert his gaze, he kept his eyes firmly fixed on her, which honestly is what she wanted anyway.

When she adjusted the knot the movement drew his eye, before he knew what he was doing he got an eye full. There she went playing with him, using his name again. She brought up a concert; that itch in the back of his head became more insistent.

Then she went in for it. She had no way to get there, and couldn’t afford tickets. So this was all so she could ride the honey train. Now it all made sense. His expression changed, he smiled at her and he let out a soft chuckle. Looking into her eyes, he spoke softly. “I get it now. I didn’t understand what all this was suddenly about. You have never shown any interest like this before and now suddenly here you are naked in my back yard. Now it makes sense, you just want things from me. “

He cleared his throat softly. “I will give you points though. No one has ever gotten this far before. Hell most girls in the neighborhood have thrown themselves my direction and none have even got so much as a twitch out front and well as you can see…”

He motioned to the front of his pants. His slacks were strained from the force of his erection and precum had leaked through to soak them as well.

“You got very far.”

 

[CarlyConners]

Carly had been inconspicuously taking quick glances at John's groin already. But now with invitation, she very conspicuously followed John’s gesture toward his erection. She smiled. It was hard to tell just how big he was. But the angle of outward thrust and the width of the roundness at the end made Carly smile.

Despite her relative youth, she’d already been with both enough boys and men -- a maturity distinction, not an age one -- to have learned that a big cock didn't mean a great fuck. But still, she’d rather a lover be packing a tree stump to a tooth pick. And John was looking girth-worthy and at least eight inches in length.

“I’m sorry, John,” she said with obviously feigned sincerity. “Did I cause that?”

She pulled the end of the higher towel in tighter. Again, feigned modesty.

“So … about the concert. She glanced again at his erection. Looking up into his eyes, she asked, “Do you think you could stand spending the afternoon with me?”

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

He paused and looked her over. She was sure confident of herself wasn’t she? He should tell her to fuck off and walk away, so why hadn’t he? He didn’t have an answer to that question and perhaps that is what made the hook finally catch

He watched her shift her towel again, his eyes hungrily gazing at her breasts. He hadn’t intended to give that away but he just tipped his hand. John was a breast man. Maybe she didn’t notice?

“Maybe you did Carly.” He said with a slight chuckle.

“You know what? I absolutely could stand to spend an afternoon with you.”

 

[CarlyConners]

Carly hid her delight with John's acceptance of her invitation about as well as he hid his ogling of her breasts. She responded to him with a simple and almost proud sounding, "Good."

She backed away a couple of steps toward her own yard. She wore a happy smile as she firmly set their plans, "I'll meet you at the south parking lot entrance at 4pm. There's a little shady area off to the left."

Her smile widened even further. She loosed the towels and dropped them to the ground. "I think these are yours."

Carly turned her back to John and returned home. She didn't hurry.



The concert didn't begin until 6pm, despite Carly's insistence that John be there at 4. She wanted to make sure that a specific area in the parking lot was likely still available. It was along the back fence, about as far from the park entrance as possible. A school mate had given her a ride there. He had been working on getting Carly out of her clothes for almost a year. He would succeed at some point, of course. Carly wasn't a slut, but she wasn't a tease either. He'd eventually get paid for services rendered.

At the sight of John's car entering the south gate, Carly stepped out of the shade. She waited until she caught his eye to give him a smile and a wave. She wore her tight fitting, flower print dress and summer sandals with three inch heels. The combination hugged her curves and accentuated her athletic legs. Carly gave John a moment to appreciate the view.

She seductively curled a finger in invitation to him. She pointed to the desired parking space near the fence line. The big tree to one side not only shaded the space but left a bit of a buffer between it and the nearest car. A power pole support line to the other side of the space did the same. When he pulled in, she didn't wait for him to exit and meet her. Instead, she opened the passenger side door and slipped inside.

"Thanks for coming, John," she said with a smile. She turned to face him a bit. The lower hem of her dress pushed a bit too high. Her panties matched the pink of flowers on her dress. She looked toward the distant venue, then back to John. "The concert doesn't start for quite a while."

Carly moved closer to him. Any man would interpret the gesture as flirtatious, seductive, intimate. If he didn't, the casual move of Carly's hand to his mid thigh would be. And, of course, there was the question with which she followed up.

"John ... while we're waiting..." Her fingers slid very slowly toward his groin. Toward the erection that was already too obviously coming to life. She finished in almost a whisper, "...would you mind if I went down on you?"

Her lips spread in a girlish grin as she added, "I'm really good at it. I think you'd like it."

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

”Good was how she replied.

She smiled and set their plans without giving him much chance to reply. He was going to have to go in to work early in order to make it off in time to make this. Oh this girl is trouble.

She dropped the towels, giving him one final show, and he took one long, final look at her at her, and then she turned and walked away slowly.

John gathered up the towels, walked into the house and let out a low growl of frustration. Women!

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The next day he packed a change of clothing into a gym bag and headed off to work early. The entire day he went through work on auto pilot. He couldn’t think straight, he kept thinking about the previous day, and the fact that he had agreed to take a girl who he basically used to babysit to a concert after seeing her naked body on display in his back yard. This was insane!

The time came to leave and he took his gym bag to the bathroom and changed out of the slacks, shirt and tie and into a pair of blue jeans and a simple loose fitting gray T-shirt; that done he hopped in his car and headed to the park. In no time it was time to meet up with Carly and she was there, motioning him toward a shady parking spot. Man she looked amazing!

He followed her instructions and drove to the desired parking spot and was just about to get out when Carly slipped into the passenger seat. He was just about to start asking questions when she started talking.

“No problem. This should be fun, right?” There was a lot of tension in his voice, that little peak at her panties did not help. “It doesn’t? So what is the plan?”

He was already starting to get hard, just being this close to her, and the memory of her from last night having burned into his memory. Now she leaned in closer and placed a hand on his thigh. His breathing got quicker, he swallowed hard.

Then she spoke about going down on him as her hand traveled toward his groin. The tension shattered and the swelling in his jeans doubled almost instantly. He let out a low, throaty groan, and his legs parted in invitation.

He barely managed to speak out two words. “Fuck. Yes.”

 

[CarlyConners]

Carly's smile widened. Again, as she did the day before, she only responded, "Good."

She lifted the sedan's center arm rest out of the way and got comfortable. She turned his way. Knees in the center of the seat below her. Toes dangling over the edge of her seat, next to the door. She leaned forward, across John's front side. Her breasts pressed against his chest. Her lips got close enough to his to kiss him. But she didn't. Instead, she looked deeply into the man's eyes as she reached down to the seat adjustment. The little motor beneath John's ass whirred. The space between him and the steering wheel increased.

Carly smiled devilishly as she moved her ass back to rest upon her ankles. She began undressing his lower half. Unbuckling. Unbuttoning. Unzipping. His fully hardened cock popped forth. Her eyes opened farther. Her mouth widened in obvious delight.

If he did nothing to stop her, Carly would lower her head into John's lap. She wouldn't hesitate to take most of his length into her mouth without hesitation. Then, with great eagerness, her head would begin bouncing up and down. Depth would increase, until almost all of his length was being swallowed. Speed would increase until she found a reaction from him that told her There, that's it, that's perfect, that'll make him cum. The toying with his balls would begin, gentle but stimulating.

And Carly wouldn't stop until her neighbor unloaded his cock into her very skilled mouth.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

John blinked as Carly slid over and basically mounted him. Well nothing shy about her was there? Then again he knew that already. He was still half expecting this to be some sort of wet dream and to wake up in bed at home. She leaned in close and gazed deep into his eyes as if she was going to kiss him and-

…lowered his seat backward.

He was sort of stunned by that. He didn’t have time to be stunned for long. Carly, with a devilish smile was making quick work of his pants. If he was going to stop her, now was the time. Only he didn’t want to stop her; not really. When was the last time he had a satisfying sexual experience? He couldn’t remember? Six months ago? When was the last time he had a blow job? Hell he couldn’t even remember that.

A chance to be in that hot, wet, eager little mouth? Christ he wanted to cum just thinking about it. In the time he was deliberating and thinking her lips wrapped around his thick, hard cock. Both hands gripped the edges of the seat and he let out a satisfied moan of pleasure. His length twitched in her mouth and continued to grow harder still.

As she continued to increase her pace and take him deeper he started to roll and move with her, unable to stay still, unable to keep his need under control. She was doing more than making him cum; she was unchaining a long dormant animal. Then she hit that spot, his whole body shuddered when the head of his cock brushed the back of her throat. His eyes rolled back into his head, and his hand found it’s way into her hair.

“Oh fuck yes! Good girl. Just like that.”

The words were low, throaty and growled.

 

[CarlyConners]

Carly got great joy from creating in men pleasure that they otherwise normally wouldn't enjoy. She liked doing things to, for, and with them their other lovers didn't, couldn't, or wouldn't. Claiming virginities, whether with her mouth or her pussy, had always been fun. She'd picked at least a dozen and half cherries. But really, any girl could do that. She'd been the first blow job or anal for at least twice as many men as she had been their first fuck. Of course, some of those cock sucks and butt fucks had been for the same guy. So, the numbers didn't really tell the tale.

But Carly's favorite thing to do was husbands. Older men mostly. Forty. Fifty. Married so long that many hadn't been fucked in years. Sucked in decades. Oh, they weren't all blue balled, of course. But then, the ones who were getting it regularly didn't interest Carly in the least.

No, she wanted a man whose last hundred acts of sex had been with his hand and a bar of soap. They were easy to please, first off. Second, they were very grateful. It was that second reason she was now bobbing her head up and down over John's lap. She was expecting him to be grateful. And generous.

Carly felt her neighbor's hand move to her head. Felt his fingers begin gently grasping her hair. She knew what he was doing. He wanted to ensure she stayed down on him when he came. Carly wasn't going anywhere. She'd been aiding her mouth with one hand wrapped around the base of his shaft. As she felt him urging her to keep his shaft buried in her mouth and throat, Carly's clutching hand became very active. She jerked him off hard and fast, still taking him deep into her mouth.

And then he grunted out in ecstasy. His cock leaped again and again inside her throat. His salty, sticky seed filled the back of her throat. Carly only kept on keeping on. Her head bobbed, her fingers clutched, her hand stroked, until finally the grunts, moans, and twitches let her know that he was finished firing his load into her mouth.

Carly pulled up off of him slowly. Using her tongue and lips, she ensured that ever drop of him ended up in her mouth. She swallowed, grimacing a bit. She loved sucking cock. But that didn't mean she had to love the taste. When she pulled her face back and his cock left her mouth, Carly liked John's shaft from one end to the other, then back down the other side.

"Did you enjoy that, John?" she asked when she was rising back up to sit on her haunches. She fingered a drop of cum from her lip. Putting it into her mouth, she finished, "I did."