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He had traveled many miles on this quest; he did not want to screw it up now.  Jim gently lifted Sally from the bed, and wrapped the sheet around her so she would not get a chill.  He tenderly carried her out of the house into the waiting car and drove off.  By the time she finally stirred from her sleep, they were aboard Jim’s boat headed south.  At first she was confused and slowly it dawned on her she was being kidnapped.  She was more mad than scared, because she knew Jim would never hurt her.

So gathering up her courage, Sally finally asked Jim what the hell he thought he was doing.  Jim having had little sleep in the past few days, lost his temper.  He grabbed her turned her over his knee and paddled her like a 6 year old.  She was shocked and a little aroused at Jim’s actions and squirmed on his lap, yelling at him to stop this instant.  That was the wrong thing to say to him, he flipped her nightgown over her back and jerked down her panties and really spanked her.  She whimpered and squirmed even more and Jim found that he had an erection, from the sight of her red ass.

Jim was sorry he had spanked her, but was also turned on.  He began to massage the hot red cheeks of Sally’s ass, which caused her to moan and squirm even more.  He could not resist the stroking of her beautiful ass, as his hands seemed to have a mind of their own.  He loved the feeling of her soft warn hips, the swell of each ass cheek, and the warm crevice that he could not help but explore.  He spread her cheeks and gazed at the pink rosebud, his hands moved lower and found a warm wetness at her pussy.  

He rubbed Sally’s pussy and it got wetter, gathering some of her lubrication, Jim moved his hand back to the rosebud that had captured his attention.  He could not help but massage the rosebud with his lubricated fingers.  First circling the pink object of desire then gently pressing his finger in.  He leaned down to get a closer look as his finger moved in and out, and could not resist kissing the closest cheek of her ass.  He removed her from his lap and placed her on the deck of the boat on her hands and knees.  He got behind her and gathered more of her juice from her wet pussy.  Again his finger found its way back into her ass and as he watched it gently pumping in and out, he started kissing and licking around his finger.

Jim then flipped her on her back without removing his finger from her ass, so she had to plant her feet flat on the deck and lift her ass.  Jim pounced on the beautiful wet pussy with his mouth while still pumping his finger in Sally’s hot ass.  

He had not planed it like this, his plan was a slow seduction, but right now he could care less about the plan.  He licked and sucked and slurped her juices until his tongue cramped.  Then he finally removed the finger from her ass, and stood up to remove his pants and shirt.  The tented underware was next, Jim equipment was neither huge nor small.  He had never had any complaints about it.  He knelt between Sally’s still wide spread legs, and slowly and gently inserted himself.  He leaned down and kissed her eyes, her cheek and neck, and finally ended up at her ears, where he kissed and licked and nibbled on her lobes.  As she tried to turn her head he captured her lips, gently at first, then with the passion that had build within him.  

He felt Sally’s legs wrap around his waist and start to meet his thrusts as they both moaned is sheer bliss.  Jim raised up and ripped the nightgown away from her ample breasts, and attacked them with his mouth and hands.  Jim’s pace picked up and the heels of her feet dug into his butt like spurs.  Their bodies were both drenched with sweat, but moving in harmony, slowly coming to the peak.  Jim had felt Sally orgasm several times already, but he knew this time was different, as she spurred and bucked beneath him.  

Then he felt it coming slowly from the soles of his feet, up his loins, tightening his balls, and finally erupting into Sally’s trembling body.  They had cum at the same time, as she had beat her heels on his ass and dug her finger nails across his back.  They collapsed together, into a sweaty heap on the deck of the boat.  Sleep over took them, as they lay in each other’s arms.

Jim woke first and covered Sally with a blanket, showered and went about the navigation of the boat.  He then went below and started coffee in the galley, then went back up on deck.  

Sally woke slowly trying to relish the dream she had, that is until she felt to rocking of the boat.  She sat up right and looked around, she could smell coffee, the sky above her was clear and a pale shade of blue.  She looked over the side of the boat and could not see land in any direction.  She got to her feet and stretched the stiffness out, from lying on the hard deck.  And then she saw Jim at he helm of the boat, she did not know what to say to him.

She made her way toward him, clutching the sheet around her, because her nightgown was torn to shreds.  As she neared him, Jim turned to her and said, hello beautiful!  That was all it took, her heart melted, she just could not be mad at him.  He set the helm on auto pilot and took her into his arms, with a tenderness no one would expect from the looks of him, he kissed her and sat her down in the pilots seat.  He said he would be right back, and before Sally could wonder where he had gone, he was back with two steaming mugs of coffee.  

After Sally had taken her coffee, Jim stood beside her with his arm draped across her shoulder, pulling her to his side.  They did not speak but stared out at the bluest ocean Sally had ever seen.  After a bit, Jim left her again and went below, not long after he came for her and guided her down the narrow steps to the galley where he had prepared a hearty breakfast for her.  For some reason, maybe it was the salt air, she was very hungry and dug in like a starving woman.  Jim watched her from across the table, he could never get enough of just looking at her.

After breakfast, Jim cleaned the dishes and showed Sally where the bathroom was.  She was shocked to see, her brand of toothpaste, a new toothbrush, a hair brush just like the one she had at home.  Her brand of soap was in the shower, and a soft fluffy set of towels with her name on them were also hanging there.  Under ware, shorts and blouse in her size were there also, she was speechless.  After she showered and got dressed, Sally went back on deck and stood beside Jim.  She put her arm around his waist and his arm went around her shoulders.  And they enjoyed the gentle rocking of the boat as it headed due south.  Sally never asked where they were going, because it did not matter as long as she had Jim beside her.

Part two if you want it will be posted

my best friend and her groom-to-be, so I sat down and ordered us drinks.

Finally, a tap on the shoulder, “You must be Olivia,” said these curvy, sexy, irresistibly kissable lips.  My eyes traveled to his perfectly chiseled jaw line, then his flawlessly formed nose.  Finally my baby blues reached his striking sapphire green eyes, and a flash of recognition was displayed in those beautiful green eyes.  He toyed with one of his dark brown, Greek God like, curls as a reminiscent smile crossed his oh so kissable lips.  Butterflies flew around in my stomach, making me feel slightly queasy.  As he smiled at our memory, I was appalled, and thought, “It can’t be him… it’s not possible…”

Sara introduces us to each other, “Liv, this is Gabrielle Parker, Gabrielle, this is Olivia Moore.”  Every inch of my skin began to tingle, and I knew I wanted him.  There was no doubt in my mind that this was him… & blood rushed in-between my legs… an awkward silence passed over the table, while I could not help but stare at him.  To break the awkward silence, I lamely said, “Er… nice to meet you.”  He looked surprised that someone had spoken, and returned from his trip down memory lane, but responded, “You as well Olivia.”  After our waiter had taken our orders, I excused myself to the ladies’ room, insisting that Sara keep her groom-to-be company, simply because I was desperate for a moment alone.

I walked unsteadily to the ladies’ room, at once thankful for the overstuffed pink couch and the privacy.  I sat down quietly trying to keep it together and doing my best to recall every last detail of the perfection of those two weeks…

We were eighteen, young and stupidly in love—all the feelings of first love hit me, and inwardly I groaned, laughed, and cried simultaneously.  Still, surprising, a wetness was detected in-between my legs just thinking about Gabe’s perfect face.  “My God, he is out of bounds, but he is still so incredibly sexy,” I thought to myself, and smiled. 

My parents had given me & my best friend in high school, Kate, tickets for a two week cruise to the Caribbean Islands.  We were so excited, and on the very first night of the cruise we met Jake and Gabe.  Kate and Jake immediately hit it off, leaving Gabe and his then more boyish, but still gorgeous self, to me.  My sexual experience was limited, and I was a little nervous.  But, I had never wanted to lose my virginity, but Gabe’s smooth, lean body stirred an immeasurable amount of lust and love in me.  Gabe and I ate together, drank together, toured the islands together, and admitted our darkest secrets and highest hopes to each other.  We knew each other completely in that two weeks, and the kisses we shared are indescribable.  My fingers unconsciously toyed with an exquisite white gold ring encrusted in diamonds that Gabe had given to me before he had taken my virginity.  As he put the ring on my finger he said, “Olivia Moore I love you.”  Gabe then kisses my forehead and tells me he loves me.  Then he kisses the tip of my nose and tells me he loves me, and finally kisses my lips and says he loves me.  “I love you three times,” Gabe whispers as he looks in my eyes with a smile.  I slipped the ring off and looked at the engraving…

Gabe Y Olivia

I smiled at the memory… and remembered how it had happened on the beach.  How cliché, I thought, but it had been perfect...  he kissed my lips gently and I opened my mouth wanting to taste him.  His hands entangled in my hair traveled to my belly, making everywhere he touch tingle with lust.  He kissed my neck and I smiled with pleasure.  His strong hands were still caressing my lower back and stomach as his lips moved downward.  His strong hands made smooth circles on my skin, always traveling close, but never actually touching my breasts.  His lips again graze mine and I pull him in closer for a deeper kiss, my legs in-between his, my hands, fist, playing with his curls.  Then, they move sexily down his neck and his sculpted bare back.  My hands go toward his bronze shoulders, strong arms, and hands that were slightly rough but so able to please me y every need.  All of my body was on fire with lust, everywhere Gabe touched me desired to get even closer to him. 

“Uh-oh, baby,” Gabe laughed, “I think I feel something in-between your legs,” as his hand slipped in-between my legs, but to my dislike did not slide into my bikini bottoms.  A smile crossed his face, and he said, “Since I’ve taken off my shirt, I think it’s only fair if you take yours off.”  He flipped me onto my stomach, straddled me, and began to massage my back.  He kissed the knot at the nape of my neck where the top of my bikini strings kept me modest.  He pulled with his teeth and it became unknotted, his kisses progress towards the middle of my back where the second knot laid, he undid the knot with his teeth, stopping only to kiss the spot where the knot had been.  His hands massaged my back and shoulders as I relaxed, suddenly, his hands began to slip down, just brushing the sides of my breasts.  My breathing stopped for a moment, and I felt a gush of wetness between my legs. 

He moved to my legs, kneading, and caressing them.  Gabe’s hands were brushing in-between my legs and I sank lower so his fingers brushed the bottom of my bikini, hoping for some satisfaction.  To my dismay, Gabe did not give it to me.  His fingers and his mouth continued to tease my every cell—well, every cell except the ones of my breast and pussy, where the craving for attention continued.    Gabe laid down next to me, and I placed myself on top of him, and kissed him; my tongue explored his mouth and my legs unconsciously squeezed together as if they were hoping for something—or someone between them.  His hands moved to my ass and he caressed it, sometimes grabbing it and pushing my hips closer to his. 

He kissed me and I opened my legs feeling his enormous cock between my legs.  He sits up and I straddle him, sitting directly above his cock, craving for it to be in me.  I move forward so he can give my breasts the attention they so badly want.  Both of his hands caress them, making smooth circles around them, and he slowly, tantalizingly moves in to touch my nipples.  My back arches in pleasure and a slow, sexy smile crosses his lips as he bends his head and sucks on my now hard nipples.  The bonfire and the full moon provide enough light for him to see the look of pure pleasure that crosses my face as he moves to suck and lick my other nipple.  I moan softly, wrapping my legs around him more tightly. 

He grabs me by the ass and stands me up so I am still straddling his legs.  I’m so turned on that I’m afraid my moistness has soaked through my bikini.  He pulls the bows on either side of my bikini and they fall to the sand.  My nakedness is not facing him and his mouth is level with my completely hairless self.  He kisses the patch of skin directly above the lips of my pussy and my knees buckle in pleasure.  Gabe steadies me and smiles, and then tries to lower me to the ground.  But I shake my head and help him up.  I undress him slowly, enjoying the feeling, and smiling at his huge cock, now unrestricted and fully extended.  He places two fingers under my chin, and I look up, he kisses me, and lifts me by my ass, and I wrap my legs around him.  He looks at me and says, “Baby, you’re beautiful.”  We kiss my nipples hard against his chest, and his head lowers and my nipples slip in his mouth as he lays me down on the blanket.  He remains standing, simply looking and drinking in the sight of me.  He smiles and lays down on top of me… his rock hard cock between my legs, but not inside of me… which denies us both the satisfaction.    

He kisses me and his hands travel all over my body, they move lower, and caress my breasts, sucks on my nipples and Gabe’s hands move even lower as my hips lift off the ground in hope.  He kisses me as he runs his fingers back and forth between my thighs and the lips of my wet pussy, net entering me.  His other hands holds my cheek and his thumb brushes my lower lip, for some wild reason, driving me insane and making me wetter than I thought possible.  I pull him toward me for a kiss and feel two fingers slip inside of me.  I gasp… it feels incredible, and they explore brushing over my clit and I moan.  He uses his thumb to make slow circles on my clit and two other fingers to continue the rest of the exploration of my raining wet self.  I bite my lower lip in anticipation, ready to climax, and his head lowers and kisses my sex.  He tugs his fingers out, and in desperation, I say, “No, baby don’t stop! Please!”

Gabe laughs and his tongue slips inside of me, as he finally gets a taste.  My legs spread even wider, and I want more; my heart is racing as he licks my pussy.  He sucks my clit and it feels amazing, he kisses all of my pussy and I want more, my hips are now off the ground, and I’m about to come.  He licks in circles and flicks his tongue across my pussy, he inserts two fingers in me while he licks.  It hurts when he puts his fingers in me, my pussy stretches, and my breath becomes constricted.  The pain feels good, and I moan his name and Gabe sucks harder.  I’m about to come and Gabe sucks even harder, he moves his fingers inside me, and it’s the incredible moment before, and suddenly Gabe just stops…

He smiles, relishing in being the tease that he is.  I groan and beg him, in complete misery, “Please baby, do it again, I’ll do anything for you.”  Gabe shakes his head no and my hands move to my sex in hope of satisfaction and he stops me.  “Fine,” I say slightly resentfully, “I’ll show you how it feels.”  I push him onto his back and he lays down obediently, but responds, “Baby, you wouldn’t be as mean as me.”  I smirk at him, and lay myself on top of him, kissing him, and as he tongue slips inside my mouth I suck on it.  His eyes are wide in surprise about how good that made him feel, and I kiss his neck and the place that drives him crazy, the spot behind his earlobe where his neck and ear meet, my left hand travels to his nipples as I brush over them.  I continue kissing his neck and his mouth, as my left hand travels lower and lower.  It moves to Gabe’s legs and in-between them.  I move up towards his rigid cock.  I cruelly touch every part of him, but the tip of his penis.  He groans and tries to shift so the head of his penis is touched.  I laugh, and begin stroking him.  They follow his length up and down, varying the pressure, but I never touch the tip.  He groans, and I finally kiss the tip after my fingers have finally brushed over it, he moans my name louder.  Suddenly, I’m concerned that his cock is too big to fit in my mouth.  I shrug my shoulders and try anyway.

Caressing his ass and balls, my head bobs up and down over his dick.  He tastes salty and delicious.  My tongue flicks over the tip of his penis and I suck on his balls; he shivers and groans in pleasure.  His hips raise from the ground slightly and I know he’s getting ready to cum.  I place all I can of him inside my mouth and he is moaning, this is the moment before climax, and my tongue makes a circle on the tip of his penis.  He moans, and I simply stop.  “Baby, oh, baby, please don’t stop.  Please, please, I love you.  Baby don’t stop,” Gabe begs, and I simply laugh and respond, “I love you, too, but what goes around—“

He interrupts me by pulling me on top of him, I sit directly above his hard cock and we begin to make out.  His kisses make me increasingly wetter and wetter. His lips and tongue brush over my nipples and I groan, wanting him inside of me more than ever.  He kisses my lips and I open my mouth wanting his tongue badly.  I am nearly begging him, “Gabe, baby, I want all of you inside of me now.”  He smiles, rolls us over, so I’m on the bottom, and asks if I’m sure.  I respond that of course I’m sure.  His gigantic dick is still between my legs but still not inside me, and he kisses my forehead and tells me he loves me.  Then he kisses the tip of my nose and tells me he loves me, and finally kisses my lips and says he loves me.  “I love you three times,” Gabe whispers as he looks in my eyes with a smile.  I kiss him hard and know that I’m so wet, but I say, “Wait, baby.”  He looks down at me with questions in his eyes that say we don’t have to.  I ask, “You’re so big, I don’t know if I can fit all of you inside of me.”  He laughs, and asks if I want to try.  I nod my head yes.  He kisses me and pushes his massive cock inside of me and a moan of pleasure mingled with pain escapes from my mouth.  Gabe’s cock inside of me feels incredible, and he asks, “If it hurts, I can stop.”  I shake my head no and say, “Baby I want to.  Please don’t stop.” 

He pulls out, and I gasp.  He enters me again, but this time not all of him is in me, and he pulls me closer for a kiss and I tingle.  I feel amazing… he pulls out creating a steady rocking rhythm.  He glides inside of me and I moan his name, he pulls out and pushes in.  Each thrust making a hot tingly sensation flow to every part of my body.  He pulls out, thrusts in, and I groan louder, “Gabe! Baby, that feels so good!”  We’re both about to cum, and he thrusts his entire length in me and pulls out, faster now, I’m about to come and I close my eyes.  Gabe shakes his head no, and says “Don’t close your eyes baby, look at me beautiful.”   I open my eyes, staring into his sparkling sapphire eyes, and he smiles.  Gabe pushes in me harder this time, and pulls out faster, pushes in harder, and the moment before our climaxes was marvelous.  I didn’t think I could feel any better until Gabe pushed in and pulled out hard and fast, and then pushed in again, I tightened my muscles to keep him inside of me… and our senses soared.  We yelled, and moaned, and I felt warmth inside of me from his cum and his huge dick was still inside of me.  “I love you, Olivia,” Gabe whispered in my ear as we cuddled and I soon fell asleep in his arms. 

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Letting his sweat out is probably a good idea so he burn sometime while enjoying the humid air on the court. “Hey! How about a game?”, a sudden voice came from behind which made the young lad look his way. The guy is wearing a head band and looks pretty good since he came prepared. “What..are you chicken?”

He was shocked by the way this guest speaks to him. It is pretty obvious that Rael was older but the other stud doesn’t seem to have any respect towards him. “Nobody call me chicken..okay you got it.”, he immediately passed the ball to the new comer but the latter smirk as he inspect the ball.

“Let’s use this one.”, he said while showing off with the ball rotating at the tip of his fingers. “…you won’t mind, do you?”

“That’s okay…”

“Wait how about a bet?!...huh..come on let’s make a bet.”

Rael seem to be bemused and so the lad before him didn’t wait for any question, and just explained the idea encircling his mind. “How about the loser become the winner’s pet for an hour?!”

“What do you mean ‘pet’?”

“You’ll know when you lose…”

Rael was a bit in challenging mode himself, “..i-it’s a deal. I think I know what you meant.” There is a small shadow of smile on his lips, ‘Oh! Im gonna make you pay…you brat.’

He faked, made a crossover and shot a few jumpshot before Rael, but it seems fucking two bitch in heat gave Rael a reversed condition. The young lad was left in the dust as Rael made a quick and sloppy dunk which resounded in that still empty court.

“So..what now?”, rael was more sarcastic than usual as he looked down the young lad while tossing the ball in the air as he speak.

“Let’s move over there.”, his finger pointing on the small room in a pavilion nearby which seems to be the courts storage room. He smiled and followed the loser to the end of the room while holding down his laughter.

He already thought of some naughty things, thinking he will make this boastful young student to give him a blowjob or something embarrassing for a real man to do. “Well then let’s start with your clothes shall we?”

Slowly the young man removed his head band which made Rael realize that if he would have been a girl instead she will be really cute with his heart shape face. “..go on with your clothes. Don’t be shy.” He is celebrating as he lock the door behind him.

Rael’s jaw almost hit the floor as he saw tits right in front of him. They are small but those are still woman’s breasts. “What the..your a girl?”

“I prefer lady you dick-head?”

“Thank you…anyway I love this change more. I have you for an hour right?”

The young lad, no, I mean girl who seems to be in her high school with her petite slim body without her big t-shirt. She nod at him realizing she has no way out of this mess. “You seems to be prepared so shall we start with it?”, pointing at his rock-hard cock which regardless on how he talks is now saluting this girls blistering body with sweat.

She was hesitant at first as she held the base of his cock. For a minute or so he has his eyes closed as she fucks his cock with her soft lips. The softness of her lips is slowly driving him crazy as he felt her silky-smooth hands take hold of his tightening crotch.

“Hold it right there..”, he said holding her hands and helping her sweaty body lay down the banner of the basketball team. As his tongue touches the tip of her clit, he felt her tremble with anticipation. Using the versatility of his wide, elongated tongue he flick and caress her pussy nice and slow. Afterwards he put a finger inside of her, “uhhhhh…more.”

Hearing her cute little voice, Rael put another finger inside, entering her hole like bullets, juicing her already moist vagina. “Huuuuhhh..please let me feel you.”, she said without reserve in her voice.

If he was a magician than she’s already under spell as he position himself in front ready to thrust her any moment. And than she said, “..no..please fuck me up the ass.”, he of course surprise but more pleased as he look at her tiny butt hole.

She’s perfectly lubed but even so, he got bigger rod than she thinks and it was evident when he entered her anal. He was pushing hard but she’s so tight. He can feel his veins tightening in as the walls of her anus try to force his rod out. He can see blisters of sweat from her butt yet she yielded.

“Fuck me more…harder…”, Rael found himself pounding her harder like she told him to do so. ‘This is so good’, he told himself as he grab her by the neck wiping the sweat covering her greasy body.

She was practically grinding her own ass towards him, “…you’re really good… please grab my butt more..like that..”, it seems that the young stud is not in control now as the young girl shift to give him more room.

Both of them are now in a doggy style position, giving Rael more room for penetration. “..I love it..i love it ahhhhhh good so good”, she’s been whispering on his ears making it more appealing for Rael as he felt her warm breath on his neck.

“I’m cumming….”, Rael felt his notch tightening giving the young lady enough time to feel his hardness in her anus. She love it, every move of the stud gives her more pleasure. “…M-me tooo..ah…ahhh…ahhhh…”

“Uhhh…”, she felt his hot-rod pulsating inside of her as she herself came from the anal pleasure he gave her.  Like a hungry wolf she sat on her legs only to suck him dry. It was almost painful for Rael but she was swift and suck his balls as well and soon enough his hardness came to her view. “I love you cock…and you recover quickly, too.”

After a couple more minutes both of them are now standing in front her house’s door. A nanny opened the door for them, she isn’t old but not as young as the lady beside him either. “Mai…Is father home?”

“No, not yet ma’am.”

From their conversation, the young stud learned that she’s the daughter of the owner of the house which seems to be huge enough for a rich businessman. “My father is the town’s mayor, if you will ask?”

“What?”

At that exact time, a big fat seemingly old man stood before Rael. “Jun, what are you doing outside. Didn’t I told you to stay in the house.”

It seems that the mayor, which is also Jun’s father, haven’t noticed Rael’s presence yet and so as he step side way, Jun noticed her and grab him by the arm. “Dad this is my boyfriend, he is strong and cunning.”

“Cunning? Huh?!”, his big-old eyes made Rael almost tremble with fear as both his eyeballs would seem to pop out any moment. “Ehem!...”, clearing his throat our young hero stood straight and raise his hand as if wanting to shake the hands of the mayor.

“Do you know who I am young man?”

“Yes sir and I am very pleased to meet you, sir.”, Jun was quite amazed as how Rael present himself. Suddenly she remembered that she herself doesn’t this studs name and so she whispered something to his ears while his father was disturbed by Mai.

At the same time the mayor face both of them, Rael made a quick and confident introduction. “Do I know where you live?”

He seems to have seen through him but although Rael doesn’t believed in angels he was saved by one. “Under my roof, sir.”, a voice from behind came into their presence which made the three of them look at her dazzling appearance.

“Sheryl”, it seems that the mayor knows the hot lesbian girlfriend of Rael and by the way he looks at her. The young man was sure that the old fart has a thing for her. “Is there any problem sir?”

“None, actuall..”, but he could even finish his words, Sheryl made a quick grab and go. Pulling Rael towards home, the mayor made a swift spit of words before they are ear shut. “Nice meeting you Rael..please visit anytime with Sheryl.”

Our naughty hero received a mouthful of sermon until they both reached their small and overused room. Sheryl finally lay down on the only bed and asked the young stud to massage her back as a payment for her saving his butt.

Rael doesn’t really have anything against the situation only she stripped first before laying her tight sweltering body on the bed. He oiled his hands and begun massaging her spines and shoulders down to her buttocks which made Sheryl moan a bit. “Ahh..did you fuck that Jun from behind?”

“How’d you know?”

She rose from the bed and sat down before she continued, “..I saw her walking with her legs spread wide open..hahahaha.”. This is the first time rael heard the appealing laughter of Sheryl but as his eyes focused on her bouncing breasts. He felt something erecting within his sporty short.

“You wanna fuck me too. Don’t you?...didn’t you just had?”

“It’s because your bodies so adorable…well I know you wouldn’t anyway.”

To his surprise, Sheryl grabs his raging cock inside his pants. And slowly she tried to ejaculate her. Rael know she hadn’t tried this thing yet, but to his astonishment. Sheryl dig his cock out and swallowed him whole. She chokes the first time but still try to make it feel good for him.

He tried to protest but the heat has reached his brain as blisters of sweat started to appear from his pores. Carefully he removed all his clothing and put her hungry mouth on her startling body. With his strong arms he lifted her butt up just so her already wet pussy is on her watery mouth.

Tongue action, lots of spit and saliva, including some hand techniques were the weapons of Rael against the still tight body now on top of him. In sixty-nine position, the young stud’s hands were working more efficiently than before. He already has his two fingers inside her drenched vagina and with his tongue on her clit. Sheryl can’t help but moan loudly. “Ahhhhh…yess..”

Suddenly Rael remembered that Vilma might hear both of them but the hot babe on top of him quickly answered as if wanting to return quickly on her task. While his dick is in her mouth she told him that she will be back later that afternoon so he got her for more than just an hour.

“Ahhh….ioooohhh…tha’s enough…fuck me now.”

The lad didn’t know that they will both be going full throttle which made him more excited with the shocker. “Pound me hard like you did Vi…okay…”

He nod at her and clobbered her pussy with his hot-hard tool while seizing both of her breasts. Kneading both of them as if massaging a bread. They are both soft and have hard nipples which Rael suck on every he push hard. “Ah …you’re big.”

“You are such a big boy…”, she said as if talking to her nephew.

“This boy will make your pussy cum more than you can even think of..Auntie.”, setting the mood for their glistening-sweat sexual explosion. Rael attacked her crack with brute excessive force amking every inch of her muscle vibrates on any sudden movement.

“Ohhhhh…didn’t know this can be so great toooooo…”

“I’m close …”

“Wait let me cum on your boobsie..”

“..okay..but don’t stop ahhhh….not yeaaahhhheeeetttt…”

Mixture of saliva and sweat are bucketing out of their body down to Sheryl’s already soaked bedsheet and moistening floor. This will be the biggest orgasm for this hot and wild officer.

“Now Rael…uhhhh…”, he immediately pulled his cock out her pussy letting some of her warm juices flood the wet floor. Veins of his cock are angry like hell as load of pulsating cum out of his big hard fucking machine. Sheryl can feel the young stud’s cum over her plump boobs. Exhausted, both of them lay down, and as they close their eyes everything went in a flash as they both fell asleep while hugging each others naked body.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hunting due to my parent's lack of knowledge on the ordeal. My friends still come and see me, but I hate them to see me this way. For twenty-four hours a day I just want to be locked inside my room with a pack of cigarettes, my TV, my DVDs, and my video games. I never thought something else could bring me as much happiness as she brings me.

 Before I go anymore deeper into the story, you can call me Truitt. I guess I have lived in a normal life. I grew up in a nice quiant town in Tennessee, and I was loved by my parents everday. At school I was also the class clown, cutting jokes and messing around with everyone I talked to. But when I hit the 10th grade, everything changed. I met this girl that I'll call Missouri in a music class. After only a week of knowing her, I jumped at the chance to ask her out before my bandmate (a guy who told me he would take advantage of her if she were ever drunk around him), and she accepted. That was Valentine's Day of 2005, and it was the happiest day of my life at that time.

 She was my first girlfriend and, with that, comes a little pressure from my friends. See, I loved her, and I didn't want to hurt her. By hurt her, I mean have a sexual relationship with her. Don't get me wrong, I had sex with her once (and only once), but it was to try to strengthen my relationship with her, not to brag to my friends that I was no longer a virgin. Things were pretty good for the first four months, and then came summertime. I would see her every now and then, but she was mostly in Missouri due to problems with her grandmother's health. But every now and then she would call me, just to tell me that she loved me.

 When we went back to school the follow year, things were different. She had gotten contacts, dyed her hair, and became a completely different person. She jumped at the chance to be in a popular click, and it seemed that she left me behind. We were still dating, but we were distant. We had one class together that year, and that was Psych class. Around Christmas time, afer my sad excuses to try to make her realize that I loved her, she dumped me. I had in my possession a ring that I was going to give her on Christmas, one that I spent a year saving up to get.

 Heartbroken and depressed, I sold the ring and bought my first bag of pot. It was the only thing that made me happy, and I began to smoke pot everyday for almost six months. Through my friends, one of who has a little sister who is best friends with the girl, I found out that Missouri had been cheating on me everytime she went to, well, Missouri.

 At this point, I'll stop and say that I shouldn't have been a pussy to begin with, and I should have drilled her everynight. Like Banky from Chasing Amy said, "All a girl needs is a deep dicking."

 Back to Missouri. Not only was she cheating on me when she was in Missouri (which explains a phonecall she made to me late at night, with her crying and saying that she was sorry), she was also fucking this douchebag behind my back. Later on, I found out that it was just one douchebag, it was two. From that point on, I was on the verge of suicide. "Why didn't this girl just break it off of with me if she was going to do this? When Lord, when am I ever going to find someone who gives a flying fuck about me and not treat me like shit?" And I'm not talking about family or friends-type of love, I'm talking about emotional love.

 That is when I met her. I'll call her Portugal in this story because I don't want to give out her real name, but let me just tell you that her real name is beautiful. It brings me happiness when I see that name, and it's a rare occassion for that. Portugal lives in, well, Portugal, and she's probably the love of my life. I say that with a feeling of, "Ok, I don't think this woman is going to fuck me over, mainly because I can sort of call out bullshit now." If it does happen on the fact that she doesn't, then I'll suck it up this time. Drugs and suicide are for pussies and I, for one, am I tired of being something that I desperately want to chow down on.

 Ok, back to Portugal. She is amazing, and is one of those rare girls that just make you happy everytime you talk to her. I don't know what my fascination about this girl is, but there is just something about her that I can't get my head around. She's like the girl next door that you desperately wish to date but you'll never get to. In my case, she's the girl across the fucking Atlantic Ocean that I will probably never meet.

 Except for in my dreams.

 I woke up one day to find myself in a strange room, laying on an unfamiliar bed. In a rush, I looked around the room and all of it's accessories. A TV stood infront of the bed, turned off. A CD player stacked with indie music at the side of it quietly played as the alarm went off. "I've heard this band before," I thought to myself. "It's Be Your Own Pet." I looked over to the closet, which held a mirror, and examined myself. I was in a white t-shirt and boxers, and there was someone laying next to me.

 I turned my head to look at the figure it's hand raised up and slowly touched my face. It was her...it was Portugal. With a smile, she softly said, "Good morning," and kissed me on the lips. I looked back in awe as she continued to smile. "You alright, Truitt?"

 "Yeah," I said as I gathered my composure, scratching my head as she continued to smile at me innocently. "It's just I'm still kind of in that 'just-woke-up-from-sleep' mode." She laughed to herself and hugged me. I threw my arms around her and held her for a moment, and then she spoke again. "Come on hun, you have to get ready for work." She got out of bed, and walked into the hallway, her brown hair moving as she swayed her head to the music of Be Your Own Pet. I sat there bedazzled.

 Is this happening?

 Where am I?

 I climbed out of bed and entered the hallway myself, walking into the living room that was joined by the kitchen. She sat behind the island table in the kitchen, watching me as I looked out the window. My car was sitting outside in a parking space, and it looked to me like we were in an apartment complex, ground floor.

 "Want something to eat?" She said as she took a sip of her orange juice. "Nah, I'm fine." I scouted my surrondings some more. A large TV sat in the living room, and connected to it was an Xbox 360. There was a red couch along the wall and, in front of that, a coffee table with a few magazines on it. Pictures hung on the wall, and I walked over to them to inspect them closely. They were of me and her. I was in a tux, and she was in a vibrant wedding gown. At that moment I looked down at my left ring finger, discovering a ring placed on it. I looked over towards her and spotted a ring on her.

 "We're married?" I said quietly as I stood there. "Are you sure you're okay, Truitt? You're acting really strange today." She said as she moved from behind the island counter. "I'm fine," I said with a smile and a nod, "I'm going to take a shower."

 She smiled and turned back towards the kitchen, and made my way into the hall. Things were coming back to me at that moment: with the money I saved for my next semester of college, I traveled to Portugal to meet with her. From there we fell in love and, despite her father's objections, she moved to Tennessee with me. We got married on Valentine's Day, just to make the holiday seem happier for the both of us. I worked a simple job in an office, and she was taking college courses to become an interpruter.

 I entered the bathroom, flicking on the light and closing the door behind me. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself...I looked normal, but this could not be. When I went to sleep the night before, I was still in my own house, in my own room. "No worries now," I thought to myself as I took off my shirt and moved towards the shower, kicking off my boxers in the process. I slid the glass door to the side, and entered the shower. I reached for the handles, turning on the water as it blasted into my face.

 I sat there for what seemed to me forever, just sitting in the shower as the water poured off of me. For the first time in my life, I felt true love and happiness.

 "Truitt."

 I looked around, and saw the image of Portugal standing outside of the shower. She slid open one the glass door, and entered the shower with me. Her body was amazing, more amazing that I could ever have imagined it to be. She slowly made her way towards me, and I pulled her closer. I kissed her passionately, our tongues dancing in my air. My penis was becoming erect, and it began to rub on her body as we continued to kiss in the shower. We switched placed, and I took her form under the showerhead. Water was falling slowly on us, and she became more and more wet.

 "I love you." I said to her, holding her body in my arms. She looked up at me, her eyes almost in tears. "I love you more." I began to kiss her on her neck, working my way down to her breasts. I kissed both softly and on each nipple, and continued my way down. I threw one of her legs over my shoulder, and then the other. On my knees, her back pierced againist the wall, I began to eat her out. My tongue discovered the walls inside of her, reaching into every nook and cranny it could. She moaned with pleasured, and pulled my tongue out, substituting it with my index, middle, and ring fingers. I began to move them in and out of her as I rubbed my tongue againist her clit. She began to moan wildly, and quickly pulled my head back.

 I let her get off me, and we both stood up again. This time, it was my turn. She slowly kissed me as she worked her way down to my erect penis, and then slowly began to stick it in her mouth. She quickly began to suck me off as I began to feel the ectasy of her blow job. As some pre-cum dripped out of my penis, she lightly licked it off, and went back to quickly giving it to me. I couldn't take it anymore, and I blew right in her mouth. Surprised, but not exactly shocked, she took it all in. She quickly licked it clean before the water from the showerhead could, and stood back up to greet me.

 We began to kiss again, even more passionately then we did more. My hands grabbed on to her well-made ass, and I placed her body againist the sliding glass door. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I grabbed one of her legs and placed it around me. I kissed her again, and I entered her. It was heavenly, and I began to slowly make love to her in the shower. With every thrust she moaned louder, digging her fingers into my back. I felt her wet legs as I discovered her body while I continued to fuck her.

 I took her off my penis, and she leaned directly underneath the showerhead. I stood behind her, holding her hips as I stuck my penis in her warm vagina. There we stood, the water dropping down on us, making love. Her moaning became more frantic, as did my thrusting. We were both close to cumming, and she stood up. I wrapped my arms around her wraist, grabbing onto her boob as she began to reach climax. I kissed her softly on the neck and ear, as she reached behind her to hold onto my neck.

 "Cum inside me!" She said with a virbato voice, her body trembling with pleasure as I picked up the pace. I felt her juices connect with my wang, and I began to cum at the same time she did. We both let out two load moans as we embraced each other in the shower. We stood underneath the flowing water for what seemed to be forever, kissing each other softly and exchanging the words, "I love you." She turned her head, looking into my eyes. At that moment I knew she was the most beautiful girl I've ever laid my eyes on...and she was mine. "I love you too, Princess." I said as I kissed her on the lips one last time.

 I woke up to find the alarm on my clock ringing violently, Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle playing on my TV. For the first time in my life, I woke up and felt alive.

r coming down to just below her shoulders. She has just started to blossom with her nice curvy thin body. She hasn’t yet begun to fully develop breasts and so she is just like a normal 15 year olds size.

 

Well back to the story… I was texting Holly the usual stuff when she replied to a text saying she was upset and needed to see someone. This came out of the blue so I called her. She answered the phone and instantly I could tell she had been, and still was, crying.

 

“What’s wrong lovely?”

“I have had a shit day, which has just been topped off by finding out that two family members died last week. I have to attend two funerals in 3 days!”

“I’m sorry lovely would you like me to come round?”

“I would much rather go to yours if that’s okay, want to be away from my family for a while. Hate being reminded of the funerals, you know what I mean?”

“Yeah I know what you mean and of course you can come round mine. I am alone anyway so we can talk without getting disturbed. Want me to pick you up?”

“Yeah if you could that would be great, I will tell me mum I’m coming over. Can I say I’m staying the night?”

“Yeah you can stay the night.”

“Okay thanks bro, see you in a minute”

“Bye sis love you”

 

Hanging up the phone I got my coat on, picked up my keys and began walking to Holly’s house. Luckily she lived only 5minutes walk away from me so I didn’t need to drive. Five minutes had past when I arrived at her door. Knocking I waited for an answer. The door opened and Dawn, Holly’s mum was there.

 

“Hey Matt you okay?” She asked quiet politely

“Yeah thanks Dawny. She getting her stuff together?”

“Yes she is, won’t be long”

“I hope” We both laughed as I saw her coming down the stairs.

“Hey Holz got everything?” Dawny asked.

“Yep, I will see you on Sunday afternoon call me when you get back from shopping.

“Okay Honey see you later, Bye Matt take care of her for me”

“I will try”

 

After the door was closed we began walking. I had offered to carry her things but she declined saying it was no trouble in her carrying them. I then picked her up and carried her in my arms.

 

“What you doing silly?”

“I said I would pick you up, I meant it literally!”

This seemed to cheer her up as she was giggling all the way home, her still in my arms. I had managed to carry her for about 10minutes. It took so long due to the slowness of my walk.

We got to my front door and I put her down to get my keys out of my jeans. Opening the door I carried her stuff inside through the house out into the garden and into the Log cabin out back. The cabin was big enough for six people to hang out in so with only two of us it was quite comfortable. We sat on the leather corner sofa in front of the TV and just chatted while a DVD was playing in the background. She had managed to go for a few hours without crying until she mentioned the funerals next week.

 

“Oh Matt I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to go to the funerals I won’t be able to take them. I never even met them anyway”

“Come here Klutz” I hugged her and held her tight as she cried on my shoulder.

“Thank you Matt I don’t know what I would do without you”

“You would probably have someone else like me…”

“Nobody is as nice as you though”
”Stop it you’re making me blush. Now let’s watch another DVD.

 

I put on one of those comedy chick flicks and we sat there watching it. About five minutes in she grabbed my hand and held it tight. She then leaned her head on my shoulder and put her other hand on my leg. Not bothered by this I just kept watching. At times when I noticed her grip get tighter I stared at her beautiful face. That was when I discovered I loved her. All the months we had been talking and becoming close I didn’t realise that I felt this way about her. I was 18 and she was only 15, barely even legal. What would people think? Would they call me a paedophile? I just put those thoughts out of my mind and kept staring at her.

 

“Do I have something on me?” Holly had noticed me staring.

“No only your beautiful face” I laughed, she looked confused

“You think I’m beautiful?”

“The most beautiful girl I have ever met. I mean it.”

“You said that differently than you usually compliment me. Have you forgotten that we are brother and sister?”

“No I haven’t”

“Wouldn’t that be Incest if you liked me like that?”

“Who says that would put me off? Nothing could stop me loving you Holly. You are too special for excuses like that”

“That’s so cute. I love you too” She then gave me the biggest hug she had ever given me before. Not wanting to push my luck I left it there and carried on watching the end of the film.

 

I began to notice Holly yawning more and more so suggested she go to bed. She agreed and went to get into her PJ’s. She came out again in little miss giggle pyjamas which looked so cute.

 

“I was going to wear me Hot pants and t-shirt but with you in the bed too didn’t want to seem like a slut”

“The same bed? I was going to sleep here. Are you sure you want me in bed with you?”

“Of course why would I mind?”

 

Still surprised at this I gave in and told her I needed to get a t-shirt and shorts. I normally only wear boxers to bed but wanted to be polite and wear something like pyjamas. I left the log cabin and went to my room. I took my boxers off and grabbed a pair of loose shorts and a t-shirt and threw the on. I then headed back to the Log Cabin and locked the door behind me.

 

Holly was already in bed as I heard her shout for me to hurry up. Not wanting to annoy I ran to the bedroom and jumped in. She was already nice and comfortable under the covers so I jumped over her and lay next to her on the wall side.

 

“Hey bro”

“Hey sis…”

“This is nice isn’t it?”

“Yeah nice and comfortable feels nice to have someone to fall asleep next to… wait that sounds bad” We laughed

“Well let’s cuddle up and make it even better”

I sensed a slight sign of flirting in her voice as she spoke to me. Her asking to cuddle up was what made my hormones go crazy. As she put her arms around me, and mine around hers, my cock slightly twitched. Well would you blame me? Lying in bed hugging a beautiful and hot girl with the perfect body. Who cares if she was only 15 and that we felt like brother and sister.

 

“I love you Matt, I always have more than I could control. You have always been there for me when nobody else was. I would have killed myself tonight if you hadn’t cheered me up. I would like to thank you in the best way I know how.”

With that she leaned in and kissed my tenderly on the lips. I responded by kissing back. She gently tried to push her tongue into my mouth; I took the hint and opened. Her tongue swirled around my tongue and min around hers.

 

I was in heaven. My cock was throbbing as I lay there holding her while passionately kissing. I gently moved my hand down her body towards her ass. Reaching it I caressed her. With my other hand I move it up under her shirt and grabbed her small breast. I gently squeezed it while my two first fingers pinched her nipples. Her hand had moved down to my cock and had a hold on it. She began to move her hand up and down tossing me off.

 

“Stop one minute let me make you feel special first.”

“Okay take me wherever you want”

 

I let go of her and removed the annoying covers from the bed. Taking off her Pj’s to reveal her amazingly smooth and beautiful body. Her breast had light brown small nipples. Her pussy had a few hairs just above it and I could tell she hadn’t even started shaving yet.

 

“You are even more beautiful with no clothes on” I said as I began to kiss down her body. Slowly I kissed down her neck, to her shoulders down to her breasts. I made sure to kiss all around her nipples before licking them. When I first placed my mouth over her nipples she moaned and shifted her body slightly.

 

“Do you like that?”

“Mmm yes” She moaned as I sucked on her right nipple.

 

My hand was now running up and down her leg teasing her. Each time I got close to her pussy I stopped and went down again. One final time I went up but this time I touched it. It was soft and smooth I slowly slid a finger down her slit causing her to moan more. Not wanting to tease a moment longer I pushed the finger slowly inside her gorgeous pussy. With my thumb I rubbed her now exposed clit. As her pussy got wetter and wetter around my finger I stopped in order to push another inside her. I now had two fingers inside her fingering her frantically.

 

I could tell she was close as she was breathing hard and moaning constantly. Her body then began to shake as she hit her first orgasm, soaking my fingers.

 

“Oh my god that was the best, much better than when I do it myself…”

“You finger yourself? Didn’t think you did”

“Yea and I have always thought of you while doing it. I love you” We then kissed before I took my fingers out of her pussy and tasted her juices.

“Let me taste” I soaked two fingers in her cum and she took them into her mouth. Her tongue ran all around them as she sucked her own cum off my fingers.

“I taste good. Bet you taste better though…”

“You will have to wait I’m afraid missy. You have a lot more treatment from me yet”

“Can’t wait”

“You don’t have to”

 

Lowering my body so my head was level with her soaking pussy, I proceeded to lick her. She reacted with a loud moan. This caused me to give her another longer lick. I licked so much her cum was all in my mouth. I then began to literally eat her pussy causing her to give me more cum of hers to eat. Wave after wave of orgasm hit her and wave after wave of cum was fed to me.

 

“I think that will suffice”

“That was the best feeling ever. Hope you got enough cum I think I exploded five times in your face.”

“Yea and it was delicious” I said as I licked my lips.

“Your turn lovely, I have never done this before but I will try my best to please you”

“Just having you here pleases me honey”

“Well then this will please you even more then”

 

I watched as her small blonde head lowered itself down towards my cock. Before I was expecting it she licked the head of my 7inch long cock. I couldn’t watch due to the pleasure I was experiencing. I just lay back and stared up at the ceiling while Holly Licked and sucked my cock. It didn’t take long of her amazing treatment of me to feel the build up of cum in my balls. I warned her that I was about to cum but her just carried on sucking. I gave one last gasp as I exploded in her mouth.

 

“I’m sorry” I said. She then took my cock out of her mouth and swallowed all my cum.

“Why say sorry? I wanted you to do that. I have been waiting to taste your cum since I was 13years old, when we first met.”

“Really? You are full of shocks tonight. I don’t know about you but I’m tired I think we should sleep.”

“Sure we have all weekend to do more”

 

With that we both fell asleep in each others arms. That night I dreamt that I had finally fucked Holly. I wouldn’t have to wait long for it to become more than a dream…

 

To be continued...

This is my first story so comments both positive and negative welcome.

 

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(Corrin): When I first met Dr. T. (Theodore LaRue), I was a confident but scared freshman, far away from my small-town home and fresh out of high school the semester before. I can remember thinking how sweet he looked in his little bow-tie and blue button-down shirt -- a father-figure was how I first pictured him. It wasn't until I started seeing him everyday and not wanting to leave after class that I started to realize I was in love with him. It wasn't as if I could talk to anyone about it. He was my only adult confidant at the university, and of course I couldn't tell him. I mean, I would die of embarassment. Not to mention that he was married to another professor at the university. I tried talking to my girlfriends about it, but they just laughed or crinkled up their noses. "Gross!" Sara said, "He's almost old enough to be your grandfather." Of course, in my own defense, she was full of crap: he was about 52 years old to my 18 years old, but that's more like daddy age, not grandfather age! "Yeah," I said. "I'm sure it's just some latent father figure thing -- psychology, here I come." And we would laugh about it. But it didn't get any better. The longer I was in the department, the more classes I took ... it just got worse. I would have dreams of him telling me his wife was cheating on him and that he was so lonely during one of our two-hour-long "advising" meetings in his office. He never got that personal in real life, but in my dreams, that soft couch in his office ended up as a bed while I comforted this sweet, grieving man with my luscious size 18 body and DD breasts. It never happened, of course, but I wasn't going to break up a happy marriage, and besides, who’s to say that he would want me like I wanted him anyway! So there I was, two years after graduation, and we were going to meet at a local pub and have a few drinks like civilized, adult friends. It's ok, I thought ... I'll just be an adult and we'll both go our separate ways. Friendship is better than nothing, right? And it wasn't as if I was just pining away for him or anything. I'd dated several guys while I was at school and had just broken up with a really sweet guy who wanted way too much commitment considering that I wasn't in love with him. I kept wondering if the "right" guy would ever come along. Of course, as this thought ran through my mind, I looked up and there he was -- button-down shirt, undone bow-tie and all. He was such a cutie! His gray hair was always kind of wild, but he kept it short. It was almost as if he styled it to look like he had been running his hands through it all day, because even when I met with him first thing in the morning, it always looked like that.

I got up in my pink sweater, which was stretched tight over my abundant breasts, and my lighter-pink, long skirt and gave him a big hug, squeezing those arms that always seemed too muscular for a man of his age. "Hey sweetie!" he said. "Have you been here long?"

"Nah, I just got here and ordered a coffee. Come sit with me!" I said.

"Yeah, just let me grab a beer, and I'll be right there," he said.

I watched him walk to the bar and chat with the barkeep. This was Dr. T's favorite pub, so I'm sure he and the guy were big buddies. I saw the barkeep glance at me and raise his eyebrows at Dr. T. They laughed about something and he headed back toward our table. As he walked toward me, I thought I saw his eyes linger at my pink-covered tits, but, then, it could have just been wishful thinking. It wasn't until he got to the table and sat down with two large mugs of beer that I knew for sure. He was definitely staring down my sweater! I mean, it's not as if you can miss them since they're so huge, but he hadn't ever looked at me like that before.

"So, Corrin, what have you been up to? I mean, I know we communicate by email and all that, but that's just superficial. What's going on in your life? Any marriage prospects yet?" he said.

I blushed as I responded, "Dr. T., you know me. I just can't commit to any guys my age. They just all seem so immature. I thought that would change after a while, but it doesn't seem to. They all just want someone to take care of them, and that's not what I want to do with my life."

"As well you shouldn't," he said. "You deserve so much more than that. Corrin ..." He paused after he said my name, as if he was savoring the sound of it, and took a long draft off of his frothy mug. "Drink up," he said. "We're in for the long haul since I don't have anywhere to be. And drop that Dr. T stuff. We're adults. Call me Teddy."

"Oh? Ok. Well, so, is Mrs. T. out of town?" I asked. As I said it, I watched his mouth tighten up, and some frown lines I had never noticed before appeared. I suppose I had never noticed because he had never really frowned at me before. But I found out it wasn't me he was frowning at this time either.

"Mrs. T. is no longer Mrs. T," he said. "We separated and divorced earlier this year. I didn't mention it in my emails because you always sound so bubbly and positive, and I didn't want to bring you down with any bad news."

"Dr. T. ... uh ... Teddy, I'm so sorry!" I said.

"Nah, it's been a long time coming, and we're both happier now. But enough about me," he said, "what's been going on with you ... no marriage, but you're career is going great, huh? I feel like such a success as a professor when I see my students succeed like you have. You've got a great job -- doing PR for a New York art studio is amazing!"

I blushed again. "It's not a big deal, really, but it's exciting work, and I love being around all of the art. I learn knew things every day."

He smiled. "That's great, sweetie."

The conversation went on, and the beer kept flowing. I knew my cheeks were red, and I was warm in my sweater. I had on a white, spaghetti-strap tank underneath, so I shrugged out of the sweater and watched Dr. T's (I couldn't get used to Teddy) eyebrows raise as he was faced with my ample cleavage. "Whew," I said, "it's hot in here!"

"Yeah, you're right," he said. "Let's get out of here. I'll drive you to your hotel. Just let me pay the bill."

After he paid, we walked out to his car. His large hand was warm on my lower back as he guided me to the passenger side and opened the door. As I waited for him to get in his side, I turned and watched as he rounded the rear of the car. I was amazed to see him adjust his belt and shift uncomfortably. He was hot for me! I couldn't believe it. When he got in and smiled at me, I made a split-second decision ... "Why don't we go to your house," I said. "I've never seen it before, and I'm not really ready to go back to my hotel yet. It's not exactly the Hilton, ya know."

I smiled at him as he responded, "That sounds like a great idea!" As he started the car, I made another decision and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. I wasn’t ready for his reaction, and my stomach flip-flopped as he groaned and grabbed my arms and turned his face to mind. “I might be reading this wrong,” he said as his sweet, alcohol-tinged breath caressed my face, “but I want you so bad it’s killing me.” Then his lips were on mine, hard and hot, as he kissed me like I was the breath of life. His tongue teased my heart-shaped lips as I put my knees in the seat and leaned in closer to him. He smelled so good – a mixture of dark German beer, clean soap, and that musky, all-male scent that was just him. His tongue was in my mouth, caressing the roof of my gums as I licked into his.

I groaned as he released my upper arms and ran his hands all the way down to my fingers. He brought my hands up and placed them on his chest, all the while still nibbling at my lips and sucking my tongue into his own mouth. I was so wet, and my hips had started their own little grinding motion, as if he was fucking me already, and he had barely touched me. I had wanted this for so long.

I placed my hands where the top two buttons of that blue button-down shirt were open. I had noticed that his bow-tie was undone when he came into the restaurant, and now I wondered if he had done it for me, if he had known how long I had wanted to untie it myself and put my hands inside on his hard chest, to feel his crisp chest hair against my soft palms. I did it now, as I looked into his eyes, and saw how much he wanted me.

“You’re killing me, Corr,” he said. “Stop looking and start touching, sweetie.”

His normally calm, culture voice was raspy, and his eyes were half closed as he looked at me. The man was sex incarnate, as far as I was concerned, and I did exactly what he wanted. I began to undo one button at a time, until his shirt was undone halfway down his chest. I sighed as I ran my pink-tipped fingernails through the crisp, fine hair I found there. He laughed low in his throat like he knew how much I had wanted this. As I got up the courage to look in his face again, I saw how much he wanted me too.

I hadn’t been paying attention to his hands, but I sucked in my breath as I saw an evil little grin at the same time that I felt his hand close over my aching right breast. My pebbled nipple stabbed his palm, and my breath hitched as I froze, afraid he would stop this wonderful assault on my senses.

“You’re so damn beautiful,” he said. “I have to see these beautiful tits. I love it that your big nipples are so hard, almost as hard as I am for you, sweetie ... feel how hard I am for you.”

It was his turn to draw a deep breath as I trailed my hand down and caressed his hard length through his dockers. He felt huge! Not that I would have cared one way or the other at this point. I was salivating for him. I wanted him fucking me so bad that my panties were soaked through. I could smell my own, sexy scent, and I knew he could smell it, too.

He continued caressing my right tit while his tongue went back to work. I gasped as I suddenly felt the cold air on my other breast. He had pulled both my bra and my tank down under my tit, and his eyes rounded as he leaned back from our kiss to stare at my creamy white skin and dark, rosy nipple. “Beautiful,” he breathed, like a man entranced, and he leaned in to take my nipple in his mouth. This was no slow assault. He started suckling like a newborn immediately, and I felt the pull of that hot mouth everywhere at the same time. My pussy clasped together, and my ministrations to release his dick became more insistent. “I want you inside me … fucking me … please,” I gasped out.

“Mmmm,” he said as he leaned up from my swollen tit, “such dirty language from such a beautiful little mouth. Tell me again, baby, what do you want?”

I was embarrassed now, not sure if my language was a turnoff to him or not, but I reiterated my want in a strangled voice as he immediately pinched my nipple and pulled it toward him and roughly said, “Tell me…now.”

“I want you to fuck me … please.”

“No, Corr, not here. You’re too good for that,” he said, “but, just so you don’t think me rude, I’m going to give you a little taste of what’s in store for you later.”

“Wh-What do you mean,” I breathed, as his now-tender ministrations at my breasts were making it difficult to concentrate.

I was surprised and a little upset when he stopped and had me sit back in my seat as if we had just gotten into the car. My brain started functioning a little better the further I got away from him, and I started to think about what was happening here. I had always pictured being the leading party in anything that happened between us. I had always pictured him as someone who needed me to comfort him, but I never realized that what I really wanted was for him to want me, not need me. My whole life, people had needed me … family, friends, boyfriends … they were all so needy, and I was always there, giving them what they needed. But here was someone who was giving me what I needed, and as I thought this, I wondered how long he had known that I needed someone to take care of me, when I myself didn’t know it.

While I had been thinking, he had straightened his clothes, started the car, and backed out of the parking spot. As I started to reach up and fix my tank, he stopped me by putting his hard hand on my thigh and saying simply, “Stop.” As I glanced at him questioningly, his fingers started to slowly pull my flowy, pink, ankle-length skirt up my legs. “Leave it, please,” he said. “In fact, I would love it if you would just take it off. I want to see those pretty pink nipples of yours harden while I touch … here,” he said as his hand covered my pink-satin-clad, sopping wet pussy through my panties.”

This man was more of a man than I had ever given him credit for, but even so, I wasn’t going to be riding down the interstate, bare tits hanging out, for anybody. Or so I thought. As I started to protest, he squeezed my nether lips together and said, once again, in a deeper voice, “I want to see those nipples.” Except, this time, he punctuated each word with a tight squeeze. “While you’re at it, take these off too,” he said, referring to my panties. I shook a little as I followed his instructions, but my body was only too willing; my nipples were rock hard, just as he was wanted, my pussy was gushing, and my breath was coming in tiny little gasps.

He had his hand back on my pussy as soon as I was re-settled, and oh, did those fingers feel good in my tawny curls. He played for a minute, and I scooted further down in the seat, wanting, trying to get those thick, hard fingers buried in my wet cunt. “Please …” I said. “Ugh, God!” came out next as he squeezed my hard clit between two fingers, then went lower, putting those same fingers inside me. It was no match for what I truly wanted, but my hips came up off the seat just the same. While my right hand wrapped around the seat under me, my left hand came up to hold my tit, the same way it always did automatically when my own fingers were inside me.

“God, you’re wet,” Dr. T said. “Feel me … get used to having some part of me inside of you.”

I was climbing that invisible wall, straining toward release, my hand on my soft breast, squeezing, my breath coming in gasps. I no longer cared that headlights were shining inside the car and anyone who was beside us would know for sure what we were doing. It never entered my mind; my whole being was concentrated on rolling my hips to get as much of Dr. T’s hand inside me as possible.

My orgasm was coming on fast, but his fingers seemed to be slowing down. I started to put my free hand down there to help him, but he seemed to read my mind. “Stop” was all he said, once again, but I knew what he was saying. I wasn’t allowed to help. He was doing this for me. So I just continued to grind against his hand, pulling my nipple, licking my lips, and then he said it … three little words that sealed the deal. “Cum for me.” And I did – a heart-pounding, pussy-gushing, hip-grinding orgasm. And that was just with his fingers inside me. I couldn’t wait to make it to his house.