0 comments/ 11519 views/ 1 favorites All Grown Up By: hippie515 Brandi was the girl I grew up with. When she was younger she was a geek, glasses and all. When I was 13, she moved away. It was a lot like losing a sister. When she returned four years later she had lost the whole sister image. It’s amazing how much a little style and a pair of contacts can do to a person. Brandi had grown, in more ways than just up. At 18, she had one of the biggest pairs of natural breasts that I had ever seen. I actually had to fight myself not to ask her exactly how big they were. A month later, I finally got the nerve to ask her out on Friday night. I was so excited when she agreed to accompany me to dinner. As it turns out though, we never made it to the restaurant. I went by Brandi’s house. When she answered the door, she was wearing a stunning black silk dress that buttoned down the front it was so sexy I could already feel the growth in my pants. Brandi asked me to come in because she wasn’t quite ready. Once I was in the house, she grabbed me and kissed me passionately. I wished it would never end, but I was worried about her parents. It was almost as if she’d heard my thoughts, and assured my that they were out for the night. After a short makeout session, she admitted that she had always had a thing for me. I was shocked and admitted that sense she’d came home, I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Brandi grabbed my hand and lead me down the hall to her bedroom. I stepped into her room, and didn’t even have the chance to sit down before she had unbuttoned my pants and slid them down around my ankles. My 8’ cock was harder than I would have ever thought possible. She began to tentatively lick the underside along the vein of my cock. “What do you want me to do for you Dave?” she asked. “Suck it, Suck my cock!” I answered. Which she gladly began to do. She swallowed my hard cock, her soft warm mouth was like a vacuum cleaner, she suck my piece of steel till, I told her it was almost time. She then replied, “cum for me,” and deep throated my dick. That was all it took and I shot my load down her throat. She must have had practice, because she swallowed all I had to give never losing a drop. I reached up and grabbed her pulling her to me. I kissed her, I love the taste of my own cum. Laying her on the bed, it was my turn to return the favor. Unbuttoning the dress, I slid it down her curvaceous body. I soon found out that she was wearing only a garter on her upper left thigh. I gently began to kiss up her legs, I could tell the closer I got to her box the wetter she got. I began to tease her. Expertly using my tongue on her outer lips, but avoiding her clit. Please, Dave! Please! she begged me to let her come. I flattened my tongue over her button, sending her into instant orgasm. Ohhhhh My god Dave! Fuck me! Fuck Me Hard! I need your cock and I need it now, she yelled. Eager to comply to the lady’s wishes. I placed myself over her, and positioned my now again iron cock. In one fast motion I buried my pole to the hilt inside her. Her pussy was like warm velvet. I slowly started to pump my dick inside her. Damn It, Dave! Quit teasing me! Fuck me HARDER!! For what seemed like forever I forced my tool in harder and harder each time. Ohhhh! I’m cuuummmmmmmmmiiinnnnnggggg! she shouted. I was glad to hear this because I had already felt the familiar stirring in my balls. We climaxed together, and I filled her with my jism. We laid together spend for an hour, before I left. Since then I have married the woman who gave me the best sex I have ever had. All Grown Up "You need to settle down," she scolded the rambunctious seven year old swooping him up off the ground and carting him to his bedroom. The young boy's eyes lit up at the sight of his older brother quietly following them down the hall to the bedroom. She placed the child down into his race car shaped bed and tucked him in as Justin watched through the cracked door. She leaned over the child, elbows on each side and looked him directly in the eye. "If you don't tell a soul you were up this late, I promise I'll bring you your favorite candy next time OK?" she bargained with him. "You mean the spinning lollipop with the Pokemon on it?" his little blue eyes lit up the room. "Yes. This is our secret remember. Don't tell," she motioned a finger over her lips as the young boy followed her motion." Goodnight," she backed out of the room watching the little one turn over on his side as she closed the door. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she turned to find Justin leaning against the wall outside his little brother's bedroom." Don't you ever stop doing that?" she captured her breath. "I actually thought I'd lost my touch," he smiled." I can see you're still up to your old tricks." "Didn't leave an ounce of fat on you now did it?" she pinched at his side causing him to bounce from the wall. "Well I've done a lot of growing up since then," his smile more dazzling than she ever remember it being as a child. "Yes you have," she agreed realizing she might have just given herself away to the feelings she was stirring up in her right now. "Check you out. The babysitter has a crush on me." Trying to hide her embarrassment at this point was useless." Kinda hard to avoid you these days." "Thanks I think," he returned not letting her know he felt the same." Anyway, what are you doing these days other than keeping the clan under control?" "I've been doing some writing. Nothing big but it pays the bills." "And?" "No I don't have a boyfriend these days," she returned. "I see," she recognized the playful gleam in his eyes. "Don't even think it. You know I can still take you down little boy." "I haven't been a "little" boy in quite some time," he grinned. "Justin Randall Timberlake!" He saw the fire in her eyes and knew he was in trouble. She chased him down the stairs until she finally tumbled him to the ground of the living room floor." Told you," she stated childlike in manner. "OK, you win," he caught her sides and tumbled her onto the floor filling her with laughter. When he released her from the prison of laughter he'd captured her in, he realized how much he'd grown up and how much he wanted her right now but they were in his parents' home. She recognized that look too. She wanted him too but they couldn't here and yet his lips were dangerously approaching hers when they heard Lynn's voice ringing through the house. He had moved away from her just as his mother approached the room." Everything OK?" "Yes it's fine." Justin pecked his mother on the cheek." I stopped by to see you guys and you weren't here so Sara and I were doing a little reminiscing after she put Steven down." "OK. We sure do appreciate you doing this for us on such short notice. What do we owe you for tonight?" "Not a thing. It's on me tonight," somehow knowing she'd be getting a reward of her own later on tonight. "You mind if I drive Sara home?" "It's not too far out of the way is it?" He looked to Sara. Not tonight it wasn't he thought to himself as he answered aloud," Not at all." "Okay dear. We'll see you later then," she said letting them out the door. The silence was in his vehicle was broken when he said," It's been nice seeing you again Sara," as if waiting for his invitation in. "You mean you aren't coming in?" she inquired in the darkened vehicle dimly lit only by the dashboard lights. Bingo! he thought. "You don't mind?" "I wouldn't of asked if I didn't want you to. Park the car and we'll go in," she requested. "OK." She couldn't believe she was doing this as she unlocked the door and let him in. She turned the light on and set her things on the entryway table. She led him into the combination dining/lounging area as he followed." Make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back," she went to her bedroom. He gave her a couple of minutes and then found her bedroom. She had barely finished changing into her white cotton baby doll when she noticed him leaning against her closed door." I'm thinking you should become a international spy," she said. "In case you haven't noticed Sara, I'm not that little boy you used to cart over your shoulder to bed." "I've noticed," she trapped his overpowering frame between herself and the door. "So what do you suggest we do about it?" their eyes met briefly . She smiled at the thought of him carting her into her bed right now. "I'm sure you have something in mind don't you? He grinned mischieviously and swooped her up into his arms. "I thought so," she held onto him as he carried her acrossed the room. He let her down in front of the bed. He'd been waiting to do this since he'd been old enough to know what women could do for him. In an instant, his lips fell to hers with ease and casually surveyed the perfection of every curve in her body. He released her from his lips as buttons flew everywhere from all the strength her delicate hands would let her release. She smoothed her hands acrossed the softness of his lean, muscular build as she followed with her tongue returning to his mouth. "Jus..t..i...n," her breaths ragged as he softly nibbled on her earlobe. His mouth captured hers once again as he guided her back onto the bed. He removed his shirt and continued his assault on her body as he pressed her baby doll up her body revealing two rosy nipples aching to be touched. His tongue danced over each one, continuing his journey and allowing him full access to what his body desired. She looked into his eyes, the auburn softness of her hair framing it from below." Isn't it past your bedtime?" she toyed. " Depends on who's bed I'm in," he returned and journied toward the fullness of her bosom as he took the aching nipple between his teeth producing a soft whimper to escape her lips as he bit into it, molding the flesh of the other until he was satisfied with the job he'd done. Continuing down her body, he arrived at the lace panties covering her pulsating core. He savagely tore them from her body, returning to the heat radiating from the moistness already drenching her and took in the sweetness of her body causing her to arch up off the bed. His tongue wove up between the soft folds of flesh and bit down hard on the pink flesh protruding from her body as she grasped for the sheets in sweet agony. Not one to be selfish, she pulled the belt buckle from its loops and removed them. She pulled his decorative boxers the length of his legs, her nails slightly scraping the skin below. Pressing him back down to the bed, she languished in his torture as she took the tip of his already attentive member. She remained there as if she were sucking a lollipop before she continued an equal rhythm of her hand and mouth. Unable to restrain herself, she placed herself upon him,grinding with the force of his body. Before she knew it, he siezed control and was pressing into her as their fingers intertwined. She gripped his hands as his rhythm grew. Then, almost as quickly as they had started, she felt his explosion inside hers as her body clung to his in desperation. His hands released from hers as the massive heap of his body held close to her. She looked to find his face buried in the sheets nestled next to her shoulder as she desperately regained her breath. Removing himself from her, he lay flat next to her cocking his head to see her "I'm so glad you're finally all grown up," she pushed away the sweat drenched curls from his face. All Grown Up It was Saturday morning and the sun was shining in through his window as Tommy woke up yawning. Tommy turned and looked at the clock on his bedside table, it read 06:30. Tommy had gotten home fairly late and did not want to be up yet. "Aww man!" Tommy moaned. It was the first day of the summer holidays and Tommy was still on university time, he did not need to be up this early. He put his head back down and tried to get back to sleep but he could not manage it, so he resigned himself to get up and get some breakfast. He put on his pyjama shorts and headed for the kitchen, to see what he fancied. He opened the refrigerator and found some orange juice and then went to a cupboard and got a glass and poured himself some. Tommy then returned to the refrigerator and put the orange juice back. As Tommy closed the refrigerator door his mom was standing the other side of it and she was yawning. But it was the fact that she was in a sheer pink nightgown that did not hide the fact that she was completely naked underneath. Tommy's jaw dropped as he could see his mom's breasts, which were still quite firm looking and no sign of any sag to them, her taut stomach which showed that she worked out quite a lot and as his eyes travelled lower down her body he saw her pussy covered in bushy pubic hair. Tommy instantly started growing hard and his pyjama shorts began to tent with his erection. As Didi finished yawning and recognised that it was her son Tommy standing before her and not her husband she did nothing to cover herself up until she saw the bulge in Tommy's shorts and then she realised what she was wearing. "Tommy!" Didi gasped. "Mom!" Tommy replied. Neither knew what to do at that moment and then Tommy hurried out of the kitchen and went to his room. As Didi saw her son rush out she was caught off guard by the thought that entered her mind that Tommy seemed to be well hung if that bulge was anything to go by, and that she had been the one to have that affect on him gave her ego a boost. As of late her marriage had been on the decline as her husband Stu had not been paying as much attention to her as he had used to. Yes he was bringing in a lot more money after some of his inventions had sold really well, but this meant that he was only home for short periods of time. Now Didi felt unloved and unappreciated, but seeing her son's reaction to her body gave her a strange sensation, but of course she could not act upon it as it was illegal, but she could still dream and remember the image of her Tommy's reaction. Back in his room Tommy could not believe what he had just seen, his mother practically naked. And his reaction to her was this hard on was unexpected, as he had never thought about his mom that way before but not now. She was an attractive woman, what some of his friends would call a MILF or (Mom I'd Love to Fuck). He pulled down his shorts and looked at his erection and once freed from the confines it sprang up and he took hold of his length and began to stroke the full length of his shaft with deliberate slow strokes. As he stroked himself he imagined his mother was doing this for him before she put him in her mouth and started to suck him off. At this thought his strokes quickened, and he imagined her taking his full length into her mouth and starting to open her throat as he was so big and then he quickened his pace once more as he imagined ploughing his cock into his mom's pussy and fucking her. Tommy is now fisting his shaft rapidly and he can feel his climax building up, he imagines his mom screaming as she orgasms again and again, calling out his name and at this moment he cums and grunts loudly as he shoots off several ropes of cum which splashes against his floor. Tommy stumbles and falls into his chair breathing heavily. As he catches his breath Tommy sees how much he has cum and he is astounded at the amount on his floor. He gets up and picks up yesterdays underwear and mops up the mess he has made before putting them in his hamper to be washed. Tommy now gets dressed and decides to start editing his film that he has been shooting for the last couple of weeks as he is too embarrassed to see his mom at the moment for fear that he maybe in trouble. Didi goes back to her room before her other son Dil gets up and locks the door, she walks over to her bed and strips off her nightgown and lays down on the bed and spreads her legs and pushes a couple of fingers inside her pussy and she begins to masturbate. As she moves her fingers in and out of her pussy she imagines that it is Tommy pumping his cock into her and she slowly speeds up the motion until she is pumping her fingers back and forth in rapid succession and she begins to moan her pleasure. Didi now thrusts her hips to meet her fingers as she can feel her orgasm building and to help her she pushes another finger inside her cunt so that she is now using three fingers. He free hand moves to one of her breasts and she starts to squeeze her nipple and she lets out another moan. "Oh Tommy!" Didi moans. After just a few minutes more Didi rolls over onto her stomach and buries her face in a pillow as she she screams as her climax hits her and she suddenly feels her cum squirting out of her pussy again and again. This is her biggest ever orgasm and the first time she has ever ejaculated and she collapses flat on the bed panting heavily. It takes her several minutes to calm down after her orgasm and when Didi turns to see what she has to clean she is astounded by how much she came as her bedding is soaked with her juices. The sight turns her on even more and she begins fingering herself again but her pussy is still sensitive. "Wow I came so hard thinking about Tommy fucking me. I am a bad mother, but he is so sexy.!" Didi exclaimed. Didi now decided that she had to find out how big Tommy was to help with her fantasies, but she knew she could not do anything with him as that would be going too far, but a look at his naked cock could not hurt. Could it she reasoned. Dil now woke from a deep sleep and was hungry, so he made his way to the kitchen and made himself some breakfast and ate it up before he headed outside for a walk. Tommy saw his brother leave the house from his bedroom window and he realised he had to go pee. He got up from his computer and went into the bathroom and lifted the toilet seat and he opened his fly and began to relieve himself. Didi had heard him go into the bathroom and she crept to the door which was ajar. She peeked in and saw Tommy standing at the toilet and she had a view of his dick in his hand. She let out a yelp as she realised that Tommy was bigger than his father even in his flaccid state. Tommy heard the noise and saw his mom standing at the door and she was now completely naked and she was looking at him. He finished peeing and just stood there as Didi opened the door fully and stepped inside and again he started to become hard from the sight of his naked mother. Didi had been wrong, now that she saw her son's cock in all of its glory a look would not be enough. She moved towards Tommy and knelt down before him and took his stiffening dick from him and she opened her mouth and took his head in and closed her lips around him. Tommy gasped as he felt his mom's warm mouth surrounded his cock and he felt her tongue swirl around his head. He looked down and Didi looked up and their eyes met and then she began to move her head back and forth taking a little bit more of his shaft into her mouth. Didi felt Tommy expanding in her mouth as she worked on him. She knew this was wrong but he was so big it would be wrong for her not to experience this. As she looked in Tommy's eyes there was no fear or loathing there just lust, the same lust that she felt. And to confirm this, Tommy moved his hands onto her head and started to pull her onto his cock. Didi began to hum her pleasure at this incestuous act she was committing and soon Tommy was hitting the back of her throat. Didi could see he still had more cock to pleasure and she was wondering how when suddenly Tommy pulled harder and he started to enter her throat. Didi gagged at this and had to pull back and her mouth shot off of Tommy's cock with saliva flying everywhere. "Oh my god Tommy! That was great." Didi moaned. She returned to sucking on his cock and pulled him to the back of her throat again. Tommy had feared he had hurt his mom as he tried to enter her throat, but she seemed to enjoy it, so again he tried to push in. Didi felt her son trying to enter her throat again and she relaxed a bit and he slid on in. Tommy gasped as he felt his cock enter his mom's throat and he began to fuck his cock in her mouth. Didi grasped her son's hips as he fucked his cock into her throat deeper and deeper until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. Didi enjoyed this feeling of being deep throated by her son and she dropped a hand to her pussy and she began to finger herself as he abused her mouth. Tommy saw his mom's fingers disappearing into her pussy and begin to finger herself. Now Tommy felt a sensation building in his balls as he built up to a climax, so he increased the pace of his fucking and in no time he grunted as he fired his cum down into her stomach. Didi felt Tommy expand and then fire several loads of his cum directly into her stomach, this caused her to climax and again she squirted her cum all over the bathroom floor. Tommy saw this and was amazed at how much his mom had cum, and once he finished unloading his cum he pulled from her mouth. "Oh god mom that was fucking fantastic!" Tommy exclaimed. Didi felt light headed after her orgasm and looked dreamily at Tommy as he stood there with his cock still hard. "You taste yummy Tommy. You are a man now, my man." Didi replied. Tommy moved closer to her and helped her stand up and he lead her back to her bedroom and he saw the state her bed was in. He laid her down and was about to leave when his mom caught his wrist. Did saw he was still hard and a naughty thought came to her. "Tommy don't go! Take your clothes off and fuck mommy with your beautiful monster cock!" Didi begged. Tommy was surprised by this request and as he looked at his mom she spread her legs wide for him. He could not pass this opportunity up and he quickly stripped his clothes and got onto the bed and straddled his mom. Didi took hold of his cock and guided him into position at her sex and he pushed forward. Didi felt his head parting her lips and then he slipped inside her in one smooth motion. Tommy then began to gently move his hips inside his mom. Didi felt Tommy sliding back and forth inside her and just from this simple action she groaned as another orgasm hit her. "Oh god yes Tommy! Fuck mommy, fuck her good with your dick!" She purred. Tommy felt his mom spasming around him as he started to increase his pace and fucking his mom with more of his cock. "Yes Tommy, I need your cock so badly!" Didi groaned. Tommy now bent his head forward and took one of his mom's nipples into his mouth and began to suckle on it just like he had when he was a baby. "Oh Tommy suck on mommy's titty as you fuck me hard!" Didi gasped. Tommy now started to pummel in and out of his mom's pussy which caused his balls to slap against her ass and Didi began to moan constantly as she received the best fuck of her life from her own son. Soon though Tommy could feel another climax building in his balls as he pounded away at his mom and he pulled out and started to wank himself off over her. "Put it back in me Tommy please!" Didi begged. "I'm about to cum mom." Tommy stated. "Then cum in mommy. I want to feel you cum inside me and fill me up with your seed." Didi mewled. Tommy returned his cock to his mom's cunt and carried on fucking her as he had been before and all too soon he buried himself as deep as he could and rammed himself against her cervix and exploded his cum into her womb. Didi howled as Tommy filled her with several powerful blasts of cum which in turn set her off with another orgasm. "I'm cumming with you Tommy!" Didi milked her son's dick of every last drop of his sperm as he collapsed on top of her with his head buried in her cleavage. Did wrapped her arms around Tommy and held him in place as they both were breathing heavily catching their breaths after their incestuous fuck. "I'm glad you are home from university Tommy. It means that we have all summer for us to fuck." Didi purred. "That sounds great mom, you are certainly better than any of the girls at university. Some even did not want to fuck me after they saw my huge cock." Tommy said. "Well you have no fears I will love having your cock inside me and I will miss you when you go back to university." Didi whimpered. "As will I mom." Tommy answered. Then the two of them drifted off to sleep and as Tommy's cock softened and slipped out from his mom's well fucked cunt a mixture of their juices flooded out of her, and pooled beneath her ass cheeks. All Grown Up I had gone over my friend's house the other day, Dave had called me up to watch the football game. His parents were divorced and his Dad was away on a business trip. We watched, and our team was winning big, we were cheering and high fiving and making alot of noise. Dave's little sister Julie came into the room and yelled at us for making so much noise, she was trying to study for. I hadn't seen her in a while, I always remember her as being the little pest of a sister, always getting Dave and me in trouble. But now she was a 19 year old little hottie. Growing up I never paid her that much attention, she was tomboyish, and like I said, a little pest. We told her we would keep the noise down, and as she walked out of the room I caught myself checking out her sweet little ass. She had on a pair of short-shorts that just gripped her buns nice and tight. My mind started to think about what I would like to do to that ass, oh god wouldn't I love to ram my 7 inch cock between her checks. I figured that it would never happen, and went back to watching the game. After the game was over, yes, we won, Dave asked if I wanted to use the pool, it was really hot, and I don't have a pool at my house so I always said yes. I grabbed my trunks from my car and Dave said I could change in his room. As I was walking to Daves room I passed by Julies room, the door was open just a little and I could swear I heard a vibrator buzzing. I was as quiet as a mouse, I had to see. I looked thru the thin opening of the door and my cock was hard in a heartbeat. There on her bed, completely butt naked was little Julie, her fingers pinching at her very erect nipples, she had small boobs, but not too small, perfect for sucking on. She had her legs spread wide, and she was using this big purple vibrating cock, she was sliding it in and out of her sopping wet cunt. That's when I heard her moan the name Jim, shit, she's masturbating and thinking about my cock. I watched for a while longer, but didn't want to get caught, so I quietly snuck away. I changed into the swim trunks, but I couldn't get the image of Julie out of my mind, with her fucking her wet pussy with that big vibrator, I wanted her to be fucking me, and with her moaning my name I knew I had to try. When I went back down to head out to the pool, her door was shut tight, had she seen me. I dove into the pool, I had to get some cool water on my body to cool off from what I had just seen. I was swimming towards the deep end when I heard someone dive in, I thought it was Dave, but when I made my turn at the end of the pool I saw that it was Julie. I looked at her and she just gave me this look, almost devilish, I didn't know what to think. Was she just teasing me, or was she trying to seduce me. The phone rang and Dave answered, when he hung up he said shit, I have to rush into work, one of the other employees called in sick and they are shorthanded. He told me if I wanted to stay and use the pool it was alright with him, then he said if Julie gives you any problems just turn her over your knee and spank her, and then he laughed and was gone. As soon as Dave was gone I looked over at Julie, she was wearing a very small black bikini and I could see her nipples poking thru the top. It's a good thing I was in the pool, because my cock was hard as a rock. She caught me staring and gave me the same devilish look again. I had to fuck this little devil, after all I had heard her saying my name when she was masturbating, she must want my cock too. I couldn't just walk up to her and say lets fuck, then I remembered what Dave had said, if she gives me any trouble spank her. We were swimming and she started splashing water at me, harmless enough, but it was a reason to spank her I thought. I told her if she didn't stop Dave had given me permission to spank her. She just laughed and said you wouldn't dare, and then she splashed water at me again. Well I swam over to her and grabbed her, she is very tiny and I just picked her up and carried her out of the pool, kicking and screaming. I laid her over my knee and she tried to say don't you dare, but it was too late, my hand came smacking down hard on her little round butt. I spanked her 5 times and started to fell my cock growing hard, she felt it too. I started to gently rub her red ass checks, oh god her ass was soft, it felt incredible, and my cock throbbed, and she let out a soft purr. She said that feels nice, don't stop, so I kept on rubbing, she spread her legs apart a little and my fingers slid between her parted legs and now I was rubbing her wet crotch, mmmmmmmmmm, she moaned. I saw her hand come up, and it gave a tug at the string to her bikini bottom. I slipped a finger inside her pussy, she was really dripping wet, as I pushed my finger in and out, she undid her bikini top. I lifted her up and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. She looked down at my swimtrunks and saw the big tent that had grown. Jim, can I see your cock? She didn't wait for me to answer, she gave my trunks a tug and let them fall around my ankles. Her small fingers reached for my cock and started stroking it up and down the entire length. I asked her if she had ever sucked a cock before, she said she hadn't. I asked her if she wanted to try, I didn't have to ask twice, she kneeled down and wet her lips and opened her mouth wide. Her mouth felt incredible, she could only get about half my cock in. I told her to lick the shaft, like a popsicle, she held my cock and ran her hot tongue up one side and down the other. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in her enthusiasm , she oh so wanted to pleasure me. It didn't take long, just the sight of looking down and seeing her suck my cock was too much and I told her I was going to cum. She locked her lips around the cockhead and sucked as much as she could, but it started dripping out the corner of her mouth. Your turn, I told her, I carried her inside and up to her bedroom. I laid her on her bed and spread her legs wide and brought my face down to her sweet pussy. I blew air onto her pussy and she quivered and let out a little moan. I took my fingers and parted her pussy lips, my tongue very slowly moved up and down, when it touched her clit she shook and grabbed my head. She wrapped her legs around me, I slid a finger inside her wet cunt and she moaned some more. She started bucking uncontrollably, she grabbed the back of my head, and held me tight as I continued to lick and finger her, suddenly she was cumming, squirting as she came like she had never done so in her young life. It was time, my cock was hard again and I just couldn't wait any longer. She than told me she hadn't ever done this before, I couldn't believe it, she was a virgin, but I knew her cherry had been popped by her big vibrator. I grabbed a pillow and proped up her ass. I ran my cock along her pussylips, getting it wet with her juices, and slid inside, slowly, letting her ajust to my size. After a moment I slowly pulled out, then I started pumping my cock in and out, god she was tight, she may have been fucking her vibrator, but my cock was real, and she was loving it, and so was I. I rolled her over and started fucking her doggy-style. Oh Jim your cock feels wonderful, fuck me faster, fuck me harder. She was cumming again, but I had other ideas. I wanted her other cherry, I pulled my cock out of her dripping cunt and spread her ass checks wide. I think thats when she realized what I was about to do, she tried to beg me to stop, but I had already rammed my cock home. I didn't move for a good two minutes, then I felt her squirm her ass, it was time, I pulled out and buried my 7 inch cock back in deep up her asshole. I grabbed her by her hips and started long, hard thrust, she was starting to like it. I heard her say what I had been waiting for, Jim, fuck my ass, fuck it, fuck it harder, oh I love your cock up my ass. I couldn't hold back any longer, I started cumming right away, my cum dripping out of her asshole. I hope Dave doesn't notice his little sister walking a little funny for the next few days. I also can't wait for the next time I see his little sister, she can be such a pest. All Grown Up William looked over his shoulder at the bar. A woman had been calling his name at least 4 times and he was getting annoyed. It sounded like a sweet voice and with his day at work, he didn't think he could take a woman like that. Finally after the 5th time he abruptly turned around with a stare, but in an instant he started to melt at this lovely lady that he just couldn't believe. "Damn, I'd never have known it was you. Look at you, You used to be this skinny little brat, and look at you now." William shook his head at he looked at his Ex-Girlfriend's little sister. When he had left Megan seven years ago, Stacy Kiebler had been nothing but a thirteen year-old nuisance, on top of that, she had no curves, and a real scratchy voice. Now that she was twenty, and he was 28 now, she was a fine-looking woman. Her skin was the color of almonds, A light tan color, her tits were between A & B cup, but they were the best pair of real tits he had ever seen, high and round, her ass was just amazing. Forget J-Lo, why don't people talk about this woman's ass? She wore her hair down with a white turtleneck and red leather skirt matching her features. This skirt isn't what you'd call a mini-skirt but with those long legs, it just seemed to stop right below her panties. "I grew up," Stacy shrugged. "I'm not too young anymore." "Too young for what?" William asked. He was having a difficult time tearing his eyes away from Stacy's breasts, which her nipples were poking out of the flimsy turtleneck . "Too young for this," Stacy said. She wrapped one long arm around William's neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Her soft tongue parted his lips as she stepped closer, her breasts brushing against his chest. William felt his dick harden immediately, and he held her hips, pressing his hard-on against her smooth stomach. "Damn," she said when she pulled back. "I've been waiting seven years to do that." William was amazed. Stacy wanted him even when he was 21? He couldn't hardly believe it. To him, it seemed her mission in life at the age of 13 was to bug the hell out of him, to the point he would leave their house and her sister would get upset at Stacy. But then again, this was mixed in with the fact that Stacy showed no signs anywhere she would be this attractive. "I'm guessing you want to take a ride somewhere, catch up on old times...among other things?" William went into action quickly as Stacy nodded VERY approvingly, she grabbed her purse, he grabbed a $5, put it on the bar counter and hurried out. Small talk was not much to the car or during the car ride, just some particulars. Stacy had told William that she worked in Wrestling now. She was a top diva in the WWF. William hadn't watched wrestling since his idol Bret Hart was screwed out of WWF but if Stacy Kiebler is flaunting her stuff there now, he's sure he can make time to watch it again. William wasn't into much. He was just an agent for up and coming athletes. Chris Weinke was his top prospect now straight out of Florida St., so as you can see it wasn't much, but he made more then decent money, but it seemed to William that the fact he could hang out with Athletes turned Stacy on even more. The car came to a sudden stop in front of a nicely built house. It was 2 stories and long. "This is my house." William said. But they didn't even hardly get to turn off the car. He kissed her again, moving his hands under the turtleneck and removed it, and hurriedly he cupped her full tits. He could feel her nipples rubbing against his palms as he moved them back and forth, squeezing the soft flesh with his hands. "Baby, you grew up nice," he purred. William kissed his way down Stacy's neck, she was leaving her bare breasts in his hand. When his mouth found her nipple and he tugged at it with his lips, Stacy moaned in pleasure, running her hands over his head, feeling the hair tickling her fingers. "So tell me," Stacy murmured as they fell back onto the couch. "How big is your cock? I've always wondered." She ran her hand over William's muscular chest and down to his belt, loosening it easily. "Why don't you see for yourself?" William chuckled. Stacy undid his pants and freed his throbbing cock. She wrapped her fists around it and smiled up and him as she extended her pale pink tongue and licked around the purple head. "Very impressive," Stacy purred, and then lowered her head and took his prick into her mouth. She moved her hands so she could take more of his cock into her mouth, and pumped it as she opened her lips and licked the head. "Mmm, you like the way I look with your cock in my mouth?" "Yes," William said, gazing down at the beautiful woman sucking his dick. "I've never seen you look so beautiful." "Then just wait," Stacy said. She pulled back from his dick, letting it land with a wet thump on his hard stomach, and removed the rest of her clothes. Her long legs led the way to her neatly shaved pussy, which made William's dick give a little leap. She climbed onto him and he cupped her tight ass as she eased her slit down onto his pole. "How you like me now, baby?" she purred as she began sliding up and down his dick. "You're amazing," William groaned. They fucked earnestly, William rubbing Stacy's clit until she came, shuddering in climax around his dick. He moved his mouth to suck on her swaying tits as she bounced up and down on his rod, and then with a shudder, he came too, spilling his spunk in her pretty young twat. "I can't believe that we just did that, 7 years ago, I couldn't even stand the thought of hugging you." he revealed to Stacy, kissing her forehead as they lay together. "Hey, times change, and I'm glad we did this." Stacy said. "I can do whatever I want. And I think I might like you to fuck this perfect ass I have." William had hit jackpot. Stacy did a 180 with her back towards William now and before they started, she took a finger and licked it seductively before rubbing it on her asshole. "For proper lubrication" she smiled. William just grew another inch as she raised a little bit and William brought the head to the hole. Stacy wasn't going to play that game, she plopped straight down, all 7 1/2 inches in already. William couldn't believe this feeling. Stacy took the initiative, moving up and down on his cock, the feeling indescribable to Stacy. William came back to reality finally and grabbed Stacy's waist, making the movements faster and his thrusts harder. Then Stacy made William go even harder. "Do you want me to finger myself and cum all over my hand while I feel your load go inside my ass?" William let out a grunt with his hardest thrust ever, somehow not releasing his load to give an answer of yes. Stacy was pleased. She took 3 of her fingers and ran them up and down her slit, William's 1st load still in there somewhat. She then pushed all three fingers in with a gasp and acted like she had 2 cocks inside. This was the definition of ecstasy and William just cupped her breasts and rubbed them, adding the intensity to Stacy's fingering. Stacy wanted a 4th finger, but before she could get it in there, William pinched her nipples, releasing a huge orgasm out of Stacy. Stacy's hand was covered in juices, but William was still pounding away. Stacy raised her hand and said "I'm sure you wanted to taste me." and William excepted the juices off her hand and with the taste in his mouth couldn't hold back and released a bigger load then the 1st time inside Stacy's ass. Stacy gasped in pleasure as nether one decided to get their clothes, they just opened the doors, ran to the house and continued the night-cap. All Grown Up I have to tell someone about my situation and the event that occurred a couple of days ago. I don't think I can confide in a friend or especially a relative at this point. But I know I'll feel better if someone knows my story, at least I'll have to think this whole thing through by putting it down on paper. So as you read this I hope you won't judge me too harshly, just try to understand my situation. A little bit about me first. I'm a young woman working my way through university. My goal is an MBA and then to work in some fabulous, innovative corporation, and eventually to be a President and CEO of my own fast rising start-up. Big ambitions for such a little girl my mom always says. But she's proud of me just the same. You see my mom works a low paying job and has struggled to keeps us afloat ever since she left my dad. So I've had to put myself through university which also means paying for my own apartment because I'm far from home. I suppose things would have been different if my dad was still in my life. I've never understood why she left him, I was only about 9 years old and all I can remember is that they used to fight a lot. The last time I saw my father was when I was 11. He seemed to just drift out of our lives or us out of his, I'm not sure which. That part of my past is a vague mystery now. My mom doesn't talk about it and I sensed that it was a subject to be left alone even though I sometimes think about my father and wonder what he is doing and where he is. I've even gone as far as buying a book about doing searches on missing loved ones. My intention was to some day track my father down and try to have some kind of relationship with him now that I am grown up and on my own. Well things happen you know, sometimes unexplainable. Like being in the right place at the right time or vice versa as the case may be. That something happened to me. As mentioned I have worked my way through college. I started with the waitressing jobs, worked in a bank, retail, etc. but I could barely afford the rent I was paying for even a scummy walk-up in the worst part of town. At one point I was working 2 jobs and studying for exams on less than 3-4 hours of sleep. The final straw was when my mom got sick. She needed surgery and had only limited insurance coverage. I was skipping the rent and sending my mom the money she needed. I was desperate to find a way out of this situation but also determined to continue my education and achieve my goals. One of the waitressing jobs I had worked was in a fancy hotel that catered to high brow businessmen. There were always a few whispers and teehee's when some businessman would come into the restaurant with some young gorgeous well dressed woman. The gentleman was obviously much older than the young lady and I soon learned that these girls were escorts, paid to entertain these gentlemen with sex and companionship while they were in town. And they were paid well I learned. I happened to befriend one of the young ladies that I had served a couple of times. She seemed pleasant and down to earth and looking for a friend. So we chatted a few times and even went out for coffee. She told me the whole story, how she got clients, how much they paid and also the in's and out's of the law. I was fascinated but told her I could never do that; have sex with men for money, 'no way!' I said. At the same time though I thought it was her right to do what she thought she needed to do. After all, I could understand that she had ambitions just like me. Well, you know what they say, 'never say never'. As I reached my most desperate days I kept thinking about what my friend had said to me during one of our conversations, "You know you'ld do well in this business, men like petite little hotties like you." At that time I just laughed it off, but now I didn't see any better solution, at least a solution that allowed me my cake and to eat it too. So I took this huge scary step into a whole new world; slick men, fancy hotels, posh restaurants and lots of sex. The sex; some of it is invigorating and full of pleasure and other times it is nasty and distasteful. I have developed my own regulars who see me whenever they're in town. Most of them I quite enjoy being with. Like Jake who can do wonders with his tongue and won't fuck me until I've had at least two earth shaking orgasms. I sometimes wonder how this fifty something guy makes me so wet. Perhaps it's because he fucks me until I think I'm totally spent and then rides me for another hour just for good measure. I get wet as soon as he books the appointment. On the other hand there are those guys who go straight for my perky little nipples, suck them furiously for 2 minutes, then turn me over and slam my tight ass doggy style for 5 minutes(at best) and then blow their load. I always feel kinda sleazy and used after one of those 'slam bam thank you man' sessions, but I look at it as part of the business and I try to screen those guys out before I meet them. I usually meet a first-timer on my terms. That is to say I set the time, the location, the rules and the duration. I don't want to get stuck with a jerk or psycho for more than an hour. If the meeting goes well I usually tell the client that he can extend our visit if he wants or call me again sometime. A couple of weeks ago I got a call from a gentleman that I had never seen before. He said that he had heard about me from one of my other clients, a friend of his, and he gave me his friend's nick name so I could be pretty sure that his story was true. Nevertheless, I put him through the regular scrutiny for a first timer and arranged to meet him at a nice hotel that I had booked. The people there know me and if there is any trouble I can get help in hurry. He said he likes bra and panty outfits so I had a couple of nice sets picked out to greet him with. I always bath, wash my hair and trim my bikini line before such sessions and of course I'm well manicured now that I have a little extra cash to spend on such luxuries. My perfume is light and fresh and I don't overdue it because I find most men don't like a strong overpowering scent. If a man likes a particular perfume I will be sure to wear it for him. This evening I chose the white lace panties and bra to start with and put on a short see through camisole over top. I admired myself in the mirror for a few moments, turning to see how my ripe little ass looked in these new panties. The bra lifted my full and perky breasts just slightly, emphasizing my youthful cleavage. I checked the room and made sure I had all the necessary aids for the coming encounter. I was ready. It was just about 9 o'clock in the evening, and I turned on the radio and sat down on the bed to wait for my new visitor. In a couple of minutes a knock came on the door. I clicked off the radio, made one last check in the mirror and opened the door to greet him. I said "Hello" in a pleasant voice and held out my hand. "Ar..Are you Gina?", he asked nervously. That's my professional name. "Yes", I replied. "You must be Jack." "Yes. Am I late? I wasn't sure where this place was, I've never been here before. It's a nice place..." he went on. I sensed he was still pretty nervous which isn't unusual for first-timers. I was nervous too but I've learned how to calm myself and put my client at ease also. "Come in and relax and we'll talk a bit. Can I take your jacket?" I asked. I directed him into the room and I hung his coat in the closet. As I turned and made my way toward the large bed in the center of the suite I could see him scanning every curve of my body. I stopped and waited for his eyes to reach mine and said with a smile "Well, do you approve?". "Oh I'm sorry, it's just that you are so beautiful. And I love what you're wearing." He gushed. "Just for you." I replied with a sexy smile and a shake of my hips. He was handsome. His hair was partially grey but he was in good shape, strong and tall. I guessed that he was about 49 or 50 years old. I thought to myself 'there's something familiar about him'. It was strange. I got this feeling that I had met him before but I couldn't place him. I asked him "Are you sure we haven't met before. You look slightly familiar?" "I'm sure I would remember you if we had met before." He replied with a laugh. He sat down in the easy chair in the corner by the one lamp that was turned on. I moved over to the side of the bed in front of him and sat down. Feeling comfortable I took off the camisole to give him a better look at what he came for. "Forgive me but I am stunned by your beauty." He complimented me again. "Thank you, you're sweet to say so." I blushed. I continued to look at him, trying to place this face, as we carried on with the usual small talk. Even his voice seemed familiar and this feeling of knowing him was driving me crazy. In the conversation I asked him if he had a family. He hesitated and said "Well I'm divorced and have a daughter. But I haven't seen her for a long time." "Oh that's too bad." I sympathized. I paused, then began, "What.....", I never finished my question. It came over me suddenly. Now I knew why this man seemed familiar, why I knew that voice. I was mortified. My head started to spin and I thought I would faint. It must have showed on my face because Jack reached out of his chair grabbing me by the arm and said "Are you alright? You look a little pale all of a sudden." I quickly composed myself and reassured him that I was ok. "Yes...yes I'm fine I just felt a little light headed for a moment. Must have been that hot bath I had before you arrived. I should know better." "Are you sure? I can take you to a doctor or the hospital if something's wrong." he said. "Oh no, that's not necessary. Really I'm fine.", I insisted. "Come now you were telling me about your family." I directed the conversation back to where we left off. My mind was still spinning but I had my emotions under control and was trying to act as normal as possible. He was now sitting beside me on the bed and I touched his hand to relax him and reassure him that everything was alright. Of course it wasn't, but I couldn't let him know that. How did I find myself in this situation, I thought. What if he recognizes me? That's unlikely I thought, given that I was only 11 the last time he saw me. I couldn't believe this, what was I going to do? I suppose I had lot's of options thinking back. I could say I wasn't feeling well and send him on his way. Tell him to come back another time and never return his calls. But I had him there, in my room after 10 years, I suddenly didn't want him to go, I wanted to learn more about this man. What happened to him and where he was now. Yes, you've probably guessed by now that this man sitting beside me, expecting to have sex with me, was my father. There, I've admitted it to you and myself. I have grown up without a father and at times even feeling like I don't have a father, so that bond has changed, dissipated if you will, but I was still mortified by the prospects of the evening to come. I was all mixed up. I'm still mixed up. I couldn't blurt out "I'm your daughter!!". How embarrassing would that be for both of us. Would we ever see each other again after that. No, I thought. I just have to play along with the situation like any other client. Be professional about it and somewhat detached, and as the evening developed I thought I could figure a way to handle this very tricky situation. He continued by saying. "After my marriage broke up I moved to another state and my wife also moved shortly after, never forwarding me her address. I let it slide and let it slide until years had gone by and I had lost touch with my daughter. I'm not proud of the way I've conducted my personal life." He hung his head for a moment and fell silent. He looked so sad and my heart broke to see his obvious pain. I of course knew that pain and now understood. I leaned over wrapping my arms around him to give him a hug. I said, "It will be alright, I know that things will work out for you and your daughter." "Oh that's nice of you to say. I hope you're right." he replied. "It's painful thinking about it; what I have done and how badly I've messed up." His voice cracked with emotion and I could see his eyes well up. This was too much for me and I put my arms around him again, partly to hide my own emotions but to try and direct his mind away from the pain. I said "I shouldn't have asked such personal questions, I'm sorry. Let's just relax and enjoy being together this evening. What do you think?" After a moment he straightened himself up and said with a grin, "Ok, you're right, I shouldn't be burdening you with my regrets". "No it's not a burden, I just want you to forget you troubles for a while, ok?", I replied. For the first time I understood that this was not entirely my father's fault and when I saw his pain I just wanted to wipe it from his mind like wiping away the past. So without really giving it any further thought I did what I knew would bring him at least some temporary relief. "Lay down on the bed and I'll give you a massage." I continued. He took off his shirt and pants leaving a very sexy set of silk boxers on. He laid face down on the bed. I knelt beside him and started to massage his back. "Ummm that feels great, you have a nice touch." he said. I moved my left leg over his butt and gently straddled him to get into a better position. I remembered climbing on his back when I was a kid and a shiver ran down my spine. Continuing to massage his neck and back, I began to rub forward and back on his butt with my pelvis. It was like I was on autopilot. My job was to bring pleasure to this man just like I do for every one of my clients. The true reality of the situation was pushed to the back of my mind for the time being. Although, I was hoping that maybe I could satisfy him without crossing the line, without providing 'FS' (full service) as it's called in the industry. I just wanted to spend a little more time with my father and this was the only opportunity that I had in many years. "Oh you are a dream come true." he said in a low voice. "I'm going to make you forget all you're troubles. Just enjoy me." I replied. I turned around this time facing his feet. I massaged his legs and feet as I continued rubbing my ass and pelvis against his firm butt. He began to moan his approval from time to time. I was also starting to feel sensations running through my groin and cooed softly in response. His body was tight for a 50 year old I thought. "You must work out, do you?" I asked. He replied "Yes...I'm glad you noticed. I actually work pretty hard at it. I try to take care of myself." "Ummm I like that in a man. It is an attractive quality." I said. "Does that mean you think I'm attractive?" he queried with a laugh. "Not bad for an old guy." I bantered, turning to see his reaction. He smiled and gave a laughed. "No I'm just kidding. You would be attractive at any age." I said, thinking that he must have been quite handsome when he married my mother. "So what do you think about me so far?" I asked him. "You are fantastic, I'm just so relaxed now and feeling very comfortable with you. I don't usually feel this relaxed the first time with a lady. You have a special quality I can't describe." "Great that's what I like to hear. You continue to relax and let me take care of you." I reassured him. I finished with his legs and feet and then turn around to face him again, still straddling his backside. He was watching me out of the corner of his eye. I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. Slowly I let it go, exposing my perky breasts. He let out a gasp of amazement and tried to turn onto his back. "Oh no you don't, I'm not finished with your massage yet." I commanded. "Mmmmmmm you're going to drive me crazy aren't you." he asked rhetorically. "You got that right." I said with a sexy grin. I grabbed some massage oil from the table and dabbed a few drops on his back. Then I lowered my body down so my tits just caressed his back. I pressed my nipples into the oil and began spreading the oil with my breasts, circling every inch of his broad shoulders. My whole body tingled as I rubbed up and down his backside. He was reaching back with his hands trying to grope my ass, squeezing my cheeks occasionally. He was getting really turned on. I started to panic inside slightly, realizing that I may be crossing a line I wasn't truly prepared to cross. I slid back and proceeded to remove his boxers. I had to reach under and guide the waist band over his sizeable erection. I slid my butt back on top of his bare ass and started grinding back and forth again. I was beginning to get totally into the session and my panties were getting damp from the wetness beginning to seep from my pussy. To my surprise I was starting to get really turned on by the whole situation. There is something totally horny about really wanting to give pleasure to someone you care about. But there was also that forbidden element, that taboo being breached and the excitement that it brought. I slid my hand underneath my panties, wiping my hand across the folds of my pussy, completely drenching my hand in fresh pussy juice. I then reached under him again and grasped his swollen cock, stroking my hand up and down. He began to moan and thrust his cock into my hand. I held his cock tight as he jerked it through my well lubricated fingers. His pace quickened as I moaned with approval. He was now jerking pretty fast and I hoped he would cum in my hand. I was still thinking that I could avoid going all the way with him. I had this tiger by the tail so to speak and was hanging on for dear life as he kept thrusting hard into supple hand. I lubricated my other hand and started playing with his balls and fingering his asshole. He was going mad with pleasure, moaning and grunting with each stroke of his swollen cock. "Ooooh...aaaah....oh god you're the best...mmmmm you're going to make me cum." he moaned. I wanted to make sure he finished before getting any other ideas. I slid off the bed and knelt on the floor beside him. I told him to kneel in front of me. "Oh ya cum for me...I want you to cum on my face." I replied hoping to send him over the edge. "I want to taste your seed." Oh wow I can't believe I said that. This is the seed that made me. It was so hot to think that his cum would soon gush like it did when he made me. I took his glistening shaft and guided it into my mouth. I pushed it deep and tasted the precum on the tip of his throbbing cock. I looked up at him as he just stared at my sweet face. I kept my eyes on his as he started to rock back and forth thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. I mumbled, "it's ok if you cum, I want it.", as I took most of him down my throat. "Aaaah shit I...oh I want to fuck your pussy...ummmm." He moaned as he fucked my face. I grabbed his cock tight between my lips and started to bob my head as fast as I could trying to make him cum before he could act on his wish to fuck me. Suddenly he pulled out of my mouth. I thought it was so he could cum on my face but instead, he reached down and lifted me to my feet. He stepped off the bed and grabbed me pressing his angry member against my soft tummy. He bent my head back and planted his lips over mine. Without thinking I immediately started frenching kissing him as the passion came over me. We stood there for a few minutes exploring each other with our tongues and our hands. He groped my ass, pulling my panties to the side and sliding a finger into my pussy from behind. My knees went weak as the pleasure spread through me. I was trembling as he finger fucked me close to an orgasm. I couldn't take it any longer. There was no turning back. At that moment I wanted him so bad. I wanted my father to fuck me. I wanted to be his little girl again. His little pleasure girl. All Grown Up "Mmmmm fuck me...fuck me now...do it now...oh please." I begged. He reached down and yanked my panties down to me knees. I quickly stepped out of them and jumped into his arms wrapping my legs around him. He raised my ass above his cock and dropped me on his throbbing shaft. "eeeeeeeeh", I squealed as his cock penetrated my slippery but tight hole. Grabbing my ass he started to lift me up and down and I used my legs to assist. He stood there rigid as I rode his massive pole like a pony on a carousel, up and down with out stopping. "ummmm....ahhg....aaah" he grunted as he penetrated me. I started to shudder with a quickly building orgasm. "oooohhh don't stop, I'm cumming....mmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaah...ooh fuck that's good.", I cried. "oooh put me down and fuck me hard... I need it hard...oh shit ya." He carried me over to the chair and laid me down on my back. He pushed my legs high in the air past my shoulders and lowered his wicked tool to the opening in my cunt. He pinned me back with his hands and thrust into me as deep and as hard as he could. I went crazy with pleasure and started to scream. "oh god yes....fuck me...ooh fuck yes...aaaaaah...aaaah...fuck." I wailed as he hammered me harder and faster. Relentlessly he drove his enraged member in and out of me. Again and again he fucked me like it would be the last time he ever fucked a woman. I reached behind him and grabbed his ass and stroked his balls. Soon I could sense his final furious assault. I knew it would end with his cum gushing all over me or in me, I didn't care. I was past the point of caring about the consequences. "Oooooh ya...aaaaah I'm going to cum. Oh sweet baby...oh you sweet fuck I'm cumming..." he groaned. Then suddenly he pulled out of me and pointed his cock over my tits stroking that rocket one final time. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaah...uuuuuh...aaaaaggghhh....mmmm" he climaxed all over me. His cum shot out hitting me on the side of the face, spanning my breast and nipple and down my belly. I grabbed his cock and stroked him gently to completion. As his orgasm subsided he started to slide down the chair and finally collapsed between my legs as all his strength was spent. My pussy was still pulsating from the savage pounding it had just accepted. It felt so good. My father lay in my arms and I enjoyed the moment for so many reasons. I had no thoughts of the consequences, only the pleasure of knowing my father in a way that I could never have imagined. I savored the time that I had with him that evening. We showered together and got dressed again. I begged him to keep me company the rest of the evening which he seemed to gladly oblige. We talked until the wee hours of the morning. I cuddled in his arms and told him about my university studies and plans for the future. He told me how he wanted to find his daughter and reconnect with her. That made me feel so happy. I knew that he still cared about me and that was really all I needed. I tried to explain what I was doing in this business, I guess I was feeling a little guilty and hoping my father could understand. How could he complain anyway I thought, he just paid to fuck his little whore of a daughter, what's that make him. But I wasn't judging him and I hoped he wouldn't judge me. He hugged me and told me that I was a special girl and that I shouldn't feel any guilt or second thoughts about my choices. I felt warm inside again. Something that had been missing for many years had finally been found. In the early hours of the morning he excused himself and said that he had an 9:00 AM business meeting. On the way out the door he turned to me and hugged me again and said, "If you were my daughter I would be very proud of you." I began to feel the tears well up in my eyes. "Oh no, why the tears my sweet girl?", he asked. "You don't know how much that means to me." I whimpered. "I would be proud of you as a father and I know your daughter will understand." I said. He looked at me warmly and we hugged again without another word. Kissing me on the cheek he turned and slipped into the night. All Grown Up Lyle knew better than accept a date with his mom's friend. It's not that he was unattractive, he just knew very few women. That's what comes of years of attending all boys schools. Until he got to college he could count the number of dates he'd had on one hand. He'd gone out with Tabitha, mostly to appease his mom who gave too much attention to his private life even though he had moved out almost two years ago. Nightly she would call and talk about everything, from television shows he watched to the fictional dates he told her about. He agreed to meet Tabitha for dinner came during a drawn out conversation where he would have said anything to get her off the phone so he could get dinner started. She was his mother's oldest friend. In fact she had been close to the entire family at one point, having met his mother when she was hired as her tutor in college. The two had hit it off immediately and grown a bond of friendship neither experienced elsewhere. She was her bridegroom at her wedding and his babysitter when his parents went out. As his mother settled into the complacency of marriage and all that came with it, she was busy getting her Masters, starting her own company and building her investments. She was a very intelligent woman, with a keen sense of herself. She never married, nor did it seem she ever wanted to. Though she drifted apart from them while she built her own life, she was never far from them. Phone calls, letters and postcards kept her a constant in their home. As Lyle entered college, she moved to the city and dropped in on them most every weekend. He began to date and Tabitha showed an increased amount of concern about the women he chose to spend his time with. When he was out she'd discuss his choice of women with his mother, who trust him to show good judgement. "But don't you think that's learned, not something you want to experiment with?" Tabitha asked his mother. She answered as best she could with a series of clichés. Lessons learned the hard way are the most remembered, she said. "Darleen," she groaned. "This is not something that should be learned the hard way. Look at all the men growing up that don't have a clue about women or," she added, her eyebrows rising, "the men that get women pregnant that don't have a clue about raising children." Her friend nodded her head. How else does a boy learn? Aware of her background and liberating view of sex, Tabitha suggested something most women would never dream of, especially with the son of their best friend. His mother turned to listen, her mouth held slightly open, unsure of what to say. "Think of it Darleen, you know me, you trust me. I love him and you know he loves me. What could be so wrong with that?" She was dumbfounded. Everything told her it was wrong yet her friend was right. Intelligent reasoning proved it to be a worthwhile idea. "I'm not talking marriage," She added. "God knows there's time for that later and it's not what I'm looking for at this stage. I'm just talking about an intimate relationship, with me more of a mentor than anything. We go out, share evenings together and I coach him on being a man. I teach him how to treat women." They discussed it further though it was obvious both women felt the same way. Darleen's love for her son made her cautious and though she trusted her friend with him, she couldn't shake the concern that a mother has for her offspring. "He's mine too," Tabitha offered. "Yes, you carried him and nursed him but I raised him as well. I bathed him, fed him, kept him in my bed when he was too young and you were away. No doubt the boy thinks of me as his second mother- perhaps more than that." Darleen looked out the window. A grove of trees where together they'd played Hide and Seek with him still loomed larger and denser than she remembered from his childhood. The Boy- It was a long time since she thought of him that way. It was a cute term they used together as they raised him without a father. "Did you put the boy down for his nap?" "Has the boy been behaving himself?" Such thoughts filled her heart and caused a warmth to flow through her chest. She missed her boy and there was no doubt her friend cared for him as much as his biological mother. She assented to the idea though she kept her reservations silent. If anyone would hurt him it would more than likely be a strange girl than her best friend that practically raised him. That night, as he returned home she met him before he turned in. He was glad to see her but acted guilty, as if he had done something. She was just turning in but before she did she told him Tabitha was coming to pick him up the next night. "Ms. Smith?" "Tabitha. You're old enough not to use such a term anymore. You may call her Tabitha." A thought passed through her mind. "You're not going out tomorrow night, are you?" He said he wasn't but seemed confused by her idea. He enjoyed having her around and he couldn't say he wasn't attracted to her yet his mother's declaration surprised him. The next evening he chose his clothes more carefully than he would for any date. She would expect him to wear something better, having laid out his clothes for him on numerous occasions. He selected a pair of faded blue chinos and a starched white shirt. With his hair finely combed and cleaned he looked much more respectful than he did sneaking in the night before. Tabitha too, had primped and dressed appropriately. She wore a tight dress that stopped at mid thigh, where he could see her legs covered in light gold pantyhose. "Wow...hi Ms, I mean Tabitha." "Hello dear. Ready for our night out?" He got in the passenger side and sat quietly, not sure what to say. She drove off and together they shared a wonderful dinner. Afterwards they walked together along the beach and when she reached for his hand she found it shaking slightly. He did not resist however, and thought the feel of her skin was very comforting. She took him home that first night though rather than move too fast, she took the spare bedroom after wrapping him tightly in a thick down comforter. The next two weekends were similar. Saturdays they would get together and he would end up sleeping at her home. On the third date she slipped in beside him as he slept. Dressed in only a thin pair of panties she was shocked to feel bare skin beside her when she pressed into him. The boy slept naked? She awoke before he did and stroked him in the crook of her arm until he came to. He feigned sleep for some time, content with just feeling her attentions. He opened his eyes slowly and instinctively went for her breast. She made no move to stop him, instead pulled down the sheet to reveal her swollen, puffy nipple. His lips connected and she felt the surge of comfort flow out of him as his skin met hers. He closed his eyes once more, exalting in the complete tranquility of suckling at the breast of a woman that loves him. No milk came from her though she fervently wished it would. He didn't seem to mind, only hummed happily as he sucked. His lips were soft and moist and the gentle sucking motion soothed her. She found herself warming to him. Her eyes closed, her mouth opened slightly and slowly her legs parted. Between her legs her pussy warmed. The heat turned to a steady dampness as her cream soaked her panties. He was a man and most likely not a virgin. So long she had wondered how he lay with his women. Was he a gentle, kind lover or clumsy and oafish as most his age were? She was certain it was the former. The stiff eagerness of his full cock pressed against her bare thigh and she squealed with lust. With a harried movement, she reached to her hips, lifted her legs and pulled the skin of panties down and off, tossing them casually on the floor. She felt open now and she parted her legs farther. The full bush of her mound glistened and the slick lips of her vulva breathed hungrily. Her canal was open, begging for his touch. She threw the covers off, hoping for his attentions but his lips never left her breast. So taken was she in the moment that she couldn't look at him. She winced in pleasure, feeling the heat of his body beside her. Her thigh rested between his legs where she gently pressed against his soft, full testicles. Boldly she reached and allowed her hand to travel the length of his body. He was young, strong and tight just as she'd imagined. Her hand found his cock and she gripped it though she was barely able to fit her tiny hand around its shaft. He was excitedly mouthing her. No longer sucking, his tongue flicked over the sensitive nipple, stirring a buzz within her that traveled straight to her pussy, speeding her flow. She was careful against him. Her strong thigh was gentle against his tender balls but each time she pressed she was rewarded with a slight sound of hopefulness within him. Soft hairs tickled the bare flesh of her knee. Her lips found his ear where she placed several loving kisses. The time she fantasized about, that sped her to orgasms one after another as her fingers stroked her sex, was finally here and she couldn't believe it. This beautiful young man, once the child she helped raise from birth, the same boy that once called her "nana" and "auntie" when she pushed him on the swingset, the same one that cried pitifully as she washed his scraped knee and squealed playfully when she kissed away the hurt, was beside her. Now a grown, virile man, she had waited for this day for years. She would make love to him as a woman should for a man. He was bred to be hers, his smooth skin, tousled hair and still boyish looks were hers. She had loved him as a mother, bathed him, nurtured him and now she would guide him properly in the ways of love. If any man was made for any woman, he was to her. His cock was hot against her and she pulled at it slowly. He didn't fight but allowed her to jack him. With a gentle nudge, she removed him from her willing breast and moved to take him between her lips. Instantly he sat up, a look of alarm in his eyes. As if finally recognizing the situation, he covered himself, his countenance blooming to a deep scarlet as he unsuccessfully tried to hide his arousal. It pushed out from beneath his frantic hands. "N-no...wait..stop." She sat up on her knees to face him. Her heavy breasts bounced freely and as she went to kiss him he moved back slightly and held himself, allowing her lips on him. His body was tight and unmoving. Tabitha touched her lips to his. They had kissed before, untold amounts of times but this was the first they shared as lovers. "We shouldn't do this." Her soft fingertips stroked his cheek as she tried to soften him. "Easy, sweetheart. I love you." She looked downwards to his undiminished cock forcing itself into her view. "I know you do," he hesitated, searching for words. "I love you too. I just can't." She was disappointed and felt rejected but wasn't surprised. He was always a late bloomer. She rubbed his arm tenderly and leaned back. It was better not to rush him. Coming to him, she wrapped her arms around his body and pressed her shoulders to his. Their embrace was warm and she felt him respond. A kiss was placed solemnly against his cheek and he sighed. Her breasts, with nipples budded, pressed against his body. He felt smooth and warm against her skin. As she rose, he examined her. Though he had been with a fair number of girls, it felt like the first time he was with a woman. Something was completely different in her. Her body was full and developed. Her hips had filled out to a pleasing roundness that drew him. Her breasts, heavy and full, caused a bolt of lust through his body. As she turned, he eyed the flash of pussy covered with soft brown hair. She began dressing, indifferent to him watching her from the bed. He sat naked, feeling awkward. Instinctively his hand went to his prick and stroked playfully before catching himself. She noticed and admonished him with a wink. "C'mon hun, better get you dressed and home." He blushed but felt relieved. It had been a strange night and he looked forward to sleeping in his own bed. As he dressed, she wondered how the chubby bottom cheeks of the boy she knew turned into the tight, firm ass in front of her. As she drove him home she gauged his feelings. He'd always been a shy, delicate boy and she didn't want to harm their relationship or the growing intimacy between them. Instead of discussing that night they talked and joked about nothing in particular. By the time they arrived at his home he was laughing and in a much better mood. They went in together and he didn't mind her hand squeezing his behind and she followed him in. She shooed him upstairs and went to the kitchen to make herself a drink. Relaxing in the overstuffed easy chair she listened to the silence of the house and considered her feelings for the young man upstairs. Her love for him was as strong as his mother's, there was no denying that, but she couldn't ignore the feelings that had been growing within her for many years. For too long she looked at him in a different way. He was becoming a man. First his body began quickly taking shape- he seemed to pass through awkward adolescence in a short week, then he held himself differently. His walk, his smile, the timbre of his voice, all formed to make him a beautiful, if still adorable man. She didn't realize it at first, her female senses noted it before she acknowledged it herself, but everything about him was coming together to make him the ideal man for her. She watched as his sexuality developed and he noticed women and took the first clumsy steps towards sex. It was inspiring, in a way. Such boldness was out of character for him but he took to the role of Romeo easily and soon he was accustomed to the touch of a woman. She watched from the sidelines his interactions with the girls about him. They fawned over him, some even played hard to get, but he had an instinct for it that made them always give in. Many times, she was certain, a young girl had opened her body to him, pleading to be taken. If only she could watch, if only it were her. Her passion roused her from the darkened living room and, slipping off her shoes, she tiptoed up the steps to wish him goodnight. If he was still up perhaps he would like to talk about his past experiences. A retelling of his exploits would do her well and promise hot dreams. A crack of light shone under his door and she exhaled, glad that he was awake. She lightly rapped against the frame and heard quick movement behind. Her curiosity got the better of her and she opened it and was inflamed at what she saw. He was lying on his back completely naked. His legs were spread wide and one hand reached for the sheets to cover himself. In the moment before he did Tabitha saw his full length held in the center of his fist. Her body warmed at catching the boy at such a time. "Can I come in?" He didn't respond, just looked at her speechless. She sat down at the head of the bed and placed at hand on his shoulder while the other reached around his head and petted his neck. "Lyle, why are you jacking off?" The use of such a phrase made him more uncomfortable. His nervous squirming heightened her arousal and she pressed farther. The hand on his shoulder traveled downward, finding a nipple and capturing it between her thumb and forefinger. "I can't believe I caught you. Such a filthy habit..." In fact, she thought it was anything but. She knew how natural it was and would worry if she learned he did not do it at all but his discomfort thrilled her. "Why would you do such a thing? With your mother down the hall and you in here pulling on yourself like a schoolboy. Aren't you ashamed?" She felt guilty for scolding him and he looked more than contrite. He had turned a heavy scarlet and could not bear to look at her, only looking downwards to the tent his shaft formed beneath the sheets. "I've known you your whole life. I was there when you were born. I can't believe what I'm seeing." Poor tormented boy, her words were really affecting him. "Is this what you learned away at college?" It broke her heart to speak to him in such a way but something inside her pushed her farther and forced the bitch out to confront him. "Don't hide yourself!" She almost yelled at him. "Show me what it is you were doing. What you chose over me." He was shocked. He couldn't speak but she knew how incredibly difficult it would be for him. Aware of his body, she slowed down and gently rested her body against his. "Please Lyle," -whispery soft kisses on his forehead. "Show me how you play with yourself. Auntie wants to see." He allowed himself to ease into her and when she whispered in his ear, "I'm so proud of you, my baby." She heard him sigh sweetly. He unveiled himself, showing her his cock, now swollen and red from his grip. He clutched it possessively, like his favorite toy. He began jerking himself self-consciously and she pressed closer, her lips at his ear still taunting. "What would your mother think?" His response was only a yelp as the pleasure deepened. "You do this a lot, don't you boy?" He nodded, unable to ignore her. "So many girls to play with and you play with yourself, why?" His concentration broke and he gazed at her. His penis was on the brink and a sliver of creamy white spunk held at his slit. She knew his body must be bursting at that moment. "You...," he gaped. "I've always wanted you...you've been in my dreams since I can remember." She was familiar with men and knew it was impossible for them to lie at such a time. Her body reacted, her pussy began to gush and her nipples swelled to an ache. Almost trembling, she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled off the skirt she wore. Her legs, smooth and warm, rubbed along his. Moisture that dripped from her sex to her inner thighs coated his body. She knew he, the boy she held closer than anyone else in her life, would explode if she were to touch him only once. He was coming of age and would soon be a man. She would be there to guide him the rest of the way. Her body, her lips, her touch would take him into the warm pleasures only a man could experience. His eyes shut tight, he could only feel her body against him. The warmth of it, the softness of her skin as it surrounded his being drove him farther. She leaned back and trapped the shaft of his prick between her thighs, causing him to expel an approving grunt. The rim of his cockhead burned with pleasure and with a quick gasp he came. Neither saw it but both felt the eruption of hot come spill onto their adjoining legs. He whined and kicked restlessly, forcing her to silence him with her lips clamped on his. The skin of his dick was so smooth it made her sigh. It looked untouched and completely pure. Tabitha wondered if he had really been with a woman at all. It peeked from between her closed legs and begged for attention. Thick streams of come continued to spill down the peak. The look on his face was unforgettable. It was one of complete ecstasy as he humped against her legs. The thick seed drenched both of them. His face dropped, as if desperately trying not to lose any sensation, as his orgasm rescinded. "How do you feel, lover?" She bent down and placed a wet kiss against his lips. He struggled to speak and found his mouth dry. His actions conveyed all she needed to know and, with a dozen kisses circling his lips, she shushed him. Feeling an urgency pressing against the thin material of her thong she whispered to him. "Rest now, little one. That will come later." His eyes closed slowly remembering the sweet curve of her smile as he faded to sleep. "Dear child," she addressed his sleeping form. "Now a man." As he rested she cleaned his naked form until he was warm and dry. "My boy," she said. "I will teach you all you need to know to please a woman as you should. You were made for me and I will always hold you close." She kissed the tip of his penis before covering him for the night. "I love you and I always have." All Grown Up I was eighteen the first time I fucked him. He was my father's friend, my mother's former lover, my sister's father, and I'd been in love with him for years. Despite the fact that my mother had died when I was twelve, he stayed a part of my life, even though no one besides myself knew he'd fathered my little sister. I was six when Elisabeth was born, Trevor was twenty-four. Even though I was too young to fully understand, I knew that he and my mother shared a relationship that she was supposed to be sharing with my father, and that she got pregnant because of it. She begged me not to tell him and I didn't, but only because I didn't want Trevor to get in trouble. He was already the king of my world. Trevor's older brother was my father's best friend and he and Trevor came over all the time. He still kept coming over even after Mom died, he just stopped going in to say "hi" to her while Dad and Chris watched football downstairs. He would still tug on my braids or bring me candy or presents, and for years I dreamed of the day I could be with him. The day I turned eighteen, I couldn't wait until school was out so I could go see Trevor. My friend's older brother had come home from college the day before and offered to drive me over. Trevor's house was at the end of a long dirt road, hidden by trees and other foliage, and was well-protected. I knew he would be alerted by a vehicle in the driveway so when we pulled in, I turned to Dean, leaned across the car, and kissed him. "What was that all about?" he asked, neither surprised nor seemingly bothered by my action. "I just wanted to say thank-you," I replied coyly. I let my hand drift toward his lap and caressed the bulge in his jeans, smiling when he hissed a breath through his teeth. I continued to rub him and his cock hardened, his erection getting thicker and longer and straining the zipper. "That looks painful," I teased, reaching for the button and sliding it free. "Maybe we should get it out of those tight jeans." "No shit," he gasped, pushing his jeans down and letting his cock spring free. It was nearly perfect, about seven inches long and as thick as my wrist. I moaned and my panties were immediately dampened, my pussy tingling. I couldn't wait to have it in me. First, though, I wanted to taste it. I wiggled around in the seat until I was on my knees, leaning over the console and sliding my mouth over that gorgeous dick. Dean groaned as I stroked him. He lifted his hips up, pushing his cock further into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with every thrust. He was steel-hard and my pussy was so wet. I reached under my skirt and slid two fingers into my pussy, rubbing my clit with my thumb. I let his cock pull out of my mouth and sat up. "Come here," I demanded. I tilted the passenger-side seat down so it was nearly flat and lifted my body up. Dean slid over the console until he was settled in the seat. "God, I can't wait to have you in me," I whimpered as I lowered myself onto his dick. "Fuck," Dean breathed as he speared into me. He gripped my hips and arched his up, his cock buried deep in my pussy, his thick nest of hair tickling my clit. I ground down onto him, my clit rubbing against the base of his cock, and cried out. "You're such a fucking slut," he said with a breathless chuckle, sliding one hand under my shirt and cupping my full breast, his thumb glancing over the nipple. "Fuck yeah," I cried, my hips rising and falling rapidly as I rode his thick pole. I lifted my skirt to my waist so he could watch his cock pump in and out of my pussy. "You know the reason I needed a ride here?" I asked as he pulled my shirt over my head and exposed my D-cup breasts with the dark pink nipples. "I want the guy in the house to see me fucking you. I want him to watch your mouth on my breasts and your dick in my pussy, and get so hard he aches. Because when I go inside, I want him to fuck me." "I can't imagine him not wanting to bury his meat in this hot snatch," Dean assured me as he drove his cock into me again and again, fast, hard, and deep. "Oh fuck, yeah, fuck my pussy," I cried. "Fuck it hard." His lips and tongue were busy at my breasts, his fingers massaging the firm flesh and his teeth lightly closing over my hardened nipples while his hips continued to pump into me. I could feel the warm rush of orgasm start to crash over me and I rode him faster, my pussy clenching his cock rhythmically until it exploded. I screamed as I flooded his cock with my juices. Dean groaned loudly and I knew he was about to cum, too. "Cum on my tits," I demanded, and we rolled over so that he was on top. He pulled out and jerked his cock rapidly until it began spurting thick streams of white cream onto my nipples. It dripped down my breasts and landed in pools on my stomach. "Holy shit, that was fucking amazing," Dean said with a grunt of pleasure. "I'll give you a ride from school any time if I get that in return." "Next time, I'll let you fuck my ass," I said with a wink, then slid out of the car. I was still half-naked, my skirt stuck to my pussy in wet spots, my cum running down my legs. I slid my shirt back on and was pleased to see how my nipples still protruded against the thin cloth, Dean's cum making large dark stains and causing it to stick to my breasts and stomach. "Trevor isn't going to let me get in the front door before he has my skirt up and his dick in me," I chuckled as I walked up to the house. The door swung open before I even knocked on it and Trevor stood there, glaring down at me. "What the hell do you think you're doing, young lady?" he thundered. I looked up at him and smiled innocently. "I wanted to come over and hang out," I replied, pretending I didn't know what he was talking about. "To hell with that," he snarled, grabbing my arm and yanking me inside. He stalked over to Dean's car and I heard him yelling. Dean smirked, flipped him off, and then drove away. Trevor came back in and slammed the door behind him. "What the fuck were you thinking, behaving like that in my front yard?" he thundered. "You know your dad would kill you if he could have seen that performance." I shrugged. "Trev, I'm eighteen," I reminded him. "Legal. Daddy can't say or do a damn thing about it." Trevor sighed in disgust. "Eighteen. Christ. You're a fucking child." I laughed and gestured at my debauched appearance. "Dean obviously didn't think so," I teased, letting my fingers brush my already projecting nipples, the wet spots, the glistening streaks of cum on my thighs. Trevor's eyes darkened as he watched my hands slide down my body. "You're still a baby to me," he snapped, but his eyes never left my cream-coated skin. "Haven't you ever wanted to fuck a sweet young thing?" I purred. I gripped the hem of my shirt and started to lift it. "This shirt is positively glued to me, it's so damn uncomfortable. You don't mind if I take it off, right?" Without waiting for an answer, I pulled my shirt off and he got his first good look at my sticky, cum-covered breasts. "Knock that shit off, Noelle," Trevor commanded sternly. "I'm twice your age and I've known you since you were born." I ignored him and hooked my fingers in my skirt. It was tiny, barely covering my ass, and I shimmied a little. "So never mind what Daddy would have thought of my performance," I whispered provocatively. "What did *you* think?" I pushed the skirt down to my knees and stepped out of it, spreading my legs so he could see how wet my pussy still was. Trevor groaned. "You can't be fucking serious," he protested. "I'm dead serious. I've been in love with you since I was a kid and I've wanted your cock inside me for years." I took a step forward and snuggled up against him, my breasts crushed against his chest, my hips tilted toward his so that his stiffening dick nestled between my thighs. Trevor swore as his hands instinctively gripped my hips. "I was mad as hell at you when I saw that little scene. But I was so fucking hard at the same time," he admitted grudgingly. I grinned triumphantly. "it was your face I saw when I was fucking Dean," I told him. "It was your cock I felt inside me, stretching me, making me cum." "Fuck, Noelle. You don't know what the hell you're doing." I slid my hand down his chest and rested it on his cloth-covered erection. "I know exactly what I'm doing." I was on my knees before he could say another word, tugging at his button and zipper and yanking his pants down. I blinked in astonishment when his huge cock was released. It was a good nine inches and as big around as a beer bottle. I knew he was big, that's the kind of thing a guy can't hide, but I had no idea he was so incredibly well-endowed. Trevor's fingers wrapped in my hair and pulled tight, bringing my head down to his massive pole. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took him in, coating him with my saliva and straining to lick as much of him as I could. Since my mouth didn't even begin to get all of him, I used both fists to jack him off as I bobbed up and down on his dick. Trevor cursed expansively as he thrust into my mouth and hands simultaneously. "Christ, Noelle. Your mouth is so fucking wet." I laughed around his throbbing cock. "You should try my pussy." Before I knew what was happening, Trevor had me off my knees and lifted in his arms. He took me to the kitchen table and laid me down, spreading my legs and smiling in appreciation. His thumbs slipped inside my lips, stroking and rotating in small circles. He never quite hit right on my clit, instead letting the pads of his thumbs graze the sides of the tight, pulsing nub. "Shit, Trev, you're driving me crazy," I cried out, gripping his head and trying to pull it toward my slippery wet sex. He dipped his head and I was finally rewarded. His tongue delved between the slick folds and stroked, the tip of it flickering rapidly directly against the swollen bundle of nerves. I arched my back as my orgasm split me in two, screaming wildly while bolts of pleasure sizzled through me like lightning. I was still trembling when he grabbed my hips, pulled me to the edge of the table, and plunged his cock into me. He didn't ease in, he didn't gentle his movements so I could get used to his size, he just started pistoning into me. I came again instantly even though it hurt like hell to be stretched so abruptly. "Oh shit, fuck, fuck me!" I cried, arching my hips up to take him more fully. He leaned over me and bit one nipple while he pounded into me roughly. Trevor wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up, his dick still buried in me, and walked me over to the couch. He sat down and grinned at me. "I want you to ride me like you did that guy in the car." "My pleasure," I moaned as I gripped his thighs with my knees. I rose up and then sank back down, going slowly at first, reveling in the feel of that huge cock going deep into me, filling me, stretching my pussy lips wide. I couldn't restrain myself though and soon I was riding him fast, my hips working frantically while I felt the sensations build into a tidal wave. "Fuck, Trev, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," I panted. He reached between our bodies and pressed the tip of his finger to my clit, massaging roughly, and I wailed in pleasure as I hurtled over the edge of orgasm. My pussy contracted rapidly as he continued to thrust into me. "I want to fuck your ass," Trevor growled, his dick straining upward. I could only nod my head and he lifted me, then settled me so that I was laying over the arm of the couch. I was grateful I didn't have to do much work as I was exhausted from having so many orgasms. Trevor moved into position behind me and I felt the head of that monstrous dick press against my asshole. This time he was slow, gentle, as he eased his cock into my tight ass. He was so big that I whimpered in pain, my ass burning. When he was partially inside me he stopped, giving me a few moments to get used to the invasion, before he began pressing on again. I felt the ring of muscles expand to accommodate him, stretching to maximum limit, and my pussy began aching again. "God, Trev," I moaned into the couch cushion. "Your dick feels so fucking good in my ass." Trevor bent over me and bit my ear. "You like having cocks in your ass, you little whore?" he asked laughingly. "You want me to pound your ass good?" I nodded eagerly and felt his fingers bite into the soft flesh of my hips. He started fucking my ass, hard and fast, his dick pumping into me over and over. He grunted and when I turned my head to glance over my shoulder, I could see his forehead bead with sweat. His face was contorted into a grimace of pleasure and he thrust his hips against me, burying his cock in me to the base. I didn't think it was possible, but I came again. My pussy gushed, staining the arm of his couch with a huge dark blotch. I was so exhausted that all I could do was whimper my pleasure. Trevor groaned and I could feel heat spurting into me as he came, emptying his cock in my ass. He stepped back and I stood up on wobbly legs. His cum ran out of my ass and down my thighs, mixing with the residue of Dean's earlier orgasm. Trevor sat down on the couch and pulled me down on his lap. I curled against him and he slid a finger in my pussy, lazily stroking in and out. "That was incredible, Noelle," he murmured. "I haven't had sex that fucking fantastic in years." "Glad you enjoyed it," I replied with a grin. "You're coming back over tomorrow, right?" "Absolutely. Now that I've fucked you, you're mine. Otherwise I'll tell my dad," I teased him. He laughed. "I just have one condition." I gazed at him inquisitively, waiting. "You always have to give me the kind of pre-performance show you gave today." I grinned. "No problem, boss." All Grown Up A trip to Orlando traditionally meant a vacation, typically one related to a famous mouse and a castle belonging to a princess. Consequently, heading to Orlando for a work-related conference with nary enough free time to visit any theme parks was a major bummer. I was assuming that I'd be hanging around the hotel for several days, just staying out of the heat before heading right back home, so I wasn't even bothering with a rental car. Until she brought it up, I hadn't even considered trying to hook up with Kim. I knew she lived in Florida, but I guess I was under the impression that she didn't live anywhere close to Orlando. When she clued me in otherwise and offered to drive down to meet me for dinner one night, I definitely felt a sense of relief...but that wasn't all I felt. I hadn't seen Kim since my freshman year in college but, prior to that, we'd been more than intimate. She'd contacted me online more recently and, soon after we started reminiscing, things started to heat up again...virtually, of course. At the time, I didn't see myself getting to Florida any time soon, so I never expected things to go beyond exchanging some dirty emails and a few revealing photos and, by the time this trip came up, things had calmed down quite a bit between us. This, of course, caused me to question whether anything might happen were we to get together but, either way, I looked forward to seeing her again. When the day in question arrived, I'd managed to make it through a full day of monotonous presentations mainly by keeping in mind that I'd be seeing Kim that evening. As she walked into the hotel lobby, I realized quickly that the photos she'd shared really hadn't done her justice. Facially, she didn't look as though she'd aged a bit over the past 20 years but her body had gone from slight and developing to a force to be reckoned with; I tried not to stare at her much larger tits as I immediately considered how badly I wanted to get my hands on them. She was wearing a short sundress, snug around the top and showing her curves and her legs. I went in for a hug but she reached up to take my face in her hands and planted a kiss on my lips; there was no tongue, but I know that I felt a surge of something. Her arms then went around my neck as I took her by the waist before hugging her back. "You look good," I said, looking at her as we finally broke apart. "You like the dress?" she asked, stepping back and executing a spin. When I nodded appreciatively, she continued, "It's the only thing I'm wearing." "You're telling me this as we're heading out to eat?" I asked while trying in vain to see through the material. "This place has room service," she replied, "We don't have to go anywhere. Let's go to your room." I definitely didn't have any complaints about the direction this reunion was taking and, when we ended up alone in the elevator, I decided to make use of the time. After an initial passionate kiss, I dropped to my knees as she leaned against the wall. I pushed the hem of her skirt up and confirmed that she was, indeed, sans panties; her brown bush was trimmed down to a little landing strip above her pussy, but her lips were shaved smooth. I started to run my tongue up her slit, tasting the pungent nectar that had collected there and causing her to moan gutturally. She grabbed me by the head and started pushing her pussy toward my face as I lapped up her juices. Before I had a chance to get much further, the elevator slowed down and I reluctantly let Kim's dress drop back into place as I stood. Her eyes were a bit glazed as I led Kim from the elevator to my room and unlocked the door. I followed her in and relocked the door, then reached for the bottom of her dress again from behind and started to raise it as she lifted her arms. My eyes were locked on her ass as it came into view, even as I slid the dress up over her head and arms and tossed it aside. She crawled onto the bed and, though I was distracted by her swinging tits as she did, I stopped her before she got too far so that I could continue to lap at her pussy from behind before running my tongue up between her ass cheeks and sending a shiver through her. I had her crawl up a bit further then flip onto her back, admiring her naked body all laid out before I lowered my head between her spread thighs. Kim grabbed my head again as I started to lick her smooth pussy before slipping first one, then a second finger into her. She was rocking her hips and moaning as I lapped at her clit while fingering her slick pussy. I can't say that I was having any flashbacks to the many times I'd eaten her pussy when we'd been younger but I was looking up to see her big tits squeezed together between her arms, her hard nipples pointing at the ceiling. My cock was a rock but I was planning to get Kim off before pulling it out and putting it to use. I did recall that Kim never had trouble cumming when we used to hang out, so I wasn't too worried about not being able to get her there, not that I wasn't happy spending time with my face buried between her thighs. The longer I licked and sucked her clit while pumping my fingers in and out of her hot, wet pussy, the louder Kim was moaning and the harder and faster she was forcing her pussy toward my face. Her pussy actually felt as though it was getting even wetter as my fingers sloshed in and out until she finally went rigid, holding her breath, before exhaling harshly as her entire body convulsed. I continued to eat her as long as her body was twitching, raising my head once she'd gone completely still. As she lay there, her eyes closed and her chest heaving while she caught her breath, I got up and, as I looked over her naked body, I started to undress. By the time I'd shed my shirt and was unzipping my shorts, I had Kim's attention again; she focused on my bulging briefs as my shorts hit my ankles. A wide smile split her face as my throbbing cock sprung out of my briefs before they joined my shorts. I got up onto the bed on my knees and moved toward her as she sat up, taking my cock in her hand before lowering her hot mouth over it. I held her head and pushed my cock into her mouth for a couple of minutes before pushing her onto her back again and lowering myself over her. I guided my cock between her smooth lips, easily sliding into her hot, wet pussy and causing both of us to moan. I brought my lips down to hers, feeling her tits against my chest, as I started to slowly fuck her. It felt nice to have her warm body below mine and my cock buried in her pussy without the awkwardness of youth. She was raising her hips to receive each of my long, slow thrusts as her tongue explored my mouth and mine explored hers. As much as I was relishing fucking her again, I knew that we wouldn't remain in the missionary position for very long; we'd always been pretty aerobic when we were having sex. Missionary was nice for reconnecting, though, but once we'd spent some time getting back into synch again, I was thinking about how much nicer fucking her would be if I had her big titties in my hands. Eventually I rolled off of her and flopped onto my back beside her as she got up and straddled my hips. I was caressing her big knockers even before she'd grasped my throbbing tool and guided it back to her pussy. We both moaned again as she lowered herself down on it and started to slowly ride me. She was sitting straight upright, bouncing up and down as I played with her tits and gently stroked her hard nipples, so I could also see her trim bush and her shaved lips wrapped around my tool. Kim experimented with her movements until she found something that worked for her then started to ride me harder and faster. Her pussy felt fantastic, but I was still entranced by her tits because they were so much different than the last time I'd had my hands on them. When she finally leaned forward, supporting herself with her arms planted on either side of my head, her tits were close enough to lick and suck, so I didn't waste any time getting my mouth and tongue on them. Kim had been noisy the entire time we'd been fucking, but as I was licking her areolas and sucking her hard nipples, she was getting louder. I ended up reaching around to grip her ass in both hands as she slammed herself down on my cock repeatedly and I started pushing up harder into her. I could feel her pussy getting hotter and wetter the closer she got to cumming and was savoring the feel of it on my throbbing tool. I was also appreciating the feel of her ass in my hands as well as the opportunity to slobber all over her luscious titties. Her ass was slapping against my upper thighs as our fucking was becoming quite frantic until she finally let out a long, low moan and her body started to quake. I just watched the look of raw passion on her face as she came and waited to see what was next. When she blinked the fog from her eyes, she smiled and leaned down to kiss me briefly before dismounting my still throbbing tool and turning around to take it in her hand then lower her mouth over it again. I moaned as her hot mouth engulfed me and she started to pump the base while sliding her lips up and down my stiff shaft. I was caressing her ass, which was close by, as she sucked my cock and soon had my fingers between her thighs, playing with her dripping pussy again. While I'd always appreciated her cocksucking when we'd been younger, she'd definitely refined her skills in the ensuing years. Maybe I should have just indulged myself and focused on the high level of pleasure she was providing, but I couldn't resist her pussy being so close by and soon encouraged her to position it over my face. I ran both hands over her round ass while lapping at her pussy once again, tasting her flowing secretions. She continued to slide her hot mouth up and down my appreciative shaft while occasionally pausing to run her tongue over my balls. My hands eventually moved so that I could slip a couple of fingers on one into her pussy while licking and sucking her clit as the other index finger slid between her ass cheeks. She didn't seem averse to a little bit of anal stimulation though I didn't naturally assume that I'd be sliding my cock in there before the night was through. I was surprised, though, that we weren't in a sixty-nine for very long before she stopped sucking my cock and started to move down the bed, taking her pussy away from my fingers and tongue. Positioning herself over my hips again, with her ass facing toward me this time, she guided my cock back into her hot pussy once more and lowered herself onto it. I had no issue with staring right at her ass and immediately started to caress it again as she went back to riding my tool. She was moaning louder again and it looked as though she was also stroking her clit as she was riding me, definitely pursuing another orgasm. I'd take her by the hips occasionally and pull her down harder on my cock as I pushed up into her, but mostly let her set the pace while I caressed and squeezed her ass. It didn't take long before I could tell that she was on the verge of cumming once again, so I figured I'd see if I could push her over the edge. Sucking on one finger until it was slippery with saliva, I then started to massage her asshole with my fingertip. I figured if she didn't cum right away, I slip my finger into her ass, but I had barely touched her asshole when she let out a cry and started to shake. When she finally stopped cumming, she climbed off of my cock and crawled around to kiss me again. I couldn't resist her dangling tits as she knelt on all-fours beside me and we made out a bit, my throbbing cock momentarily unattended. "I'm sorry," she said when she pulled her mouth just slightly away from mine and looked into my eyes, "I've been selfish." "That's okay," I replied, "You're going to make it up to me by lying on your back and letting me fuck your tits." She smiled and immediately rolled onto her back while I got up and straddled her ribs, laying my cock between her tits as she squeezed them together around it. The soft, smooth flesh felt heavenly as I slid my cock in and out of her cleavage and finally started to feel the stirrings of my own orgasm. I was looking down at her hard nipples and pink areolas but Kim's focus was on the head of my cock as it slid across her sternum. I don't know if she was waiting for a blast of cum so that she could try to catch it on her tongue but I was already planning to make sure that she didn't miss a single drop of my cum when I finally let loose. In the meantime, I was just enjoying the slow build thanks to her luscious boobies. When I did finally get close to cumming, I fucked her tits for as long as I could before moving forward enough to slip my cock back into her hot mouth. She let go of her tits and grabbed my ass, pulling me deeply into her mouth as I gripped the headboard above her. The pleasure continued to build to unprecedented levels as I slid my cock in and out of her mouth and my orgasm built up even more quickly. My cock was swelling even more as she worked her oral magic on me until I finally exploded down her throat with a grunt. She swallowed my load and continued to nurse my spent cock until I pulled away to lie beside her. I lay on my side and fondled her tits while she remained on her back, turning her face toward me. "Not exactly like old times," she said, softly, "but definitely fucking awesome nonetheless." "No doubt," I agreed, "And as soon as we've recovered, we're going to recreate that morning in your bathroom." "Ooh," Kim purred, "That was fucking hot. We better order you up some dinner, then, because you're going to need some strength and stamina to get through that again." All Grown Up Chapter 1 I've lived in Columbus for eight years now, a vice president of a local bank, divorced now for five years, not dating much, just mostly 'batching' it these days. I've lived on Oriole Lane for the time I've been in Columbus, with the same neighbors on either side. On the East side are the Coleman's, Rod and Ellen, both well into their retirement, on the other side, a younger family, nearer my age, Hank and Sandra Morse. The Morse's have a daughter, Kerri, who I've watched grow up. They all sometimes use my pool, I'm perfectly happy letting them do so, they're great neighbors, and Kerri, of course, has used it the most. I've watched Kerri grow up and blossom in the last few years into a very pretty young woman. Just how pretty? Well, her mother is Scandinavian in descent which tells you she's blond and athletic-looking. Kerri uses my pool a lot so her normally-bone-white skin is a nice, warm tan. In the last few years, she has been wearing bikinis and, trust me, she fills them out very well. Very well. She's fairly tall like her mother and her figure is perfect. Kerri could easily be a centerfold model. In the last year or so, her swimsuits have become very small, even tiny. I think they're called, 'thongs,' and they leave little to one's imagination. Her image has been etched in my imagination for some time now. I have always resisted the rather strong temptation to make a pass at her or to touch her inappropriately, but it was not possible for any healthy male not to look at her and look at her, I did. Then, one Saturday afternoon just after lunch, Kerri came over as I was laying out by the pool reading a book and asked if she could use the pool. I told her she could and she went back home to change. It was her birthday, she had told me and she and some friends were going out to celebrate later. I wished her a happy birthday and went inside to get another beer. When I came back out, she was already in the water swimming. In a few minutes she swam over to the ladder and hoisted herself out of the water. I'm sure my mouth dropped. She had on a white thong swimsuit which covered almost nothing, even at that, the small little triangles which covered her nipples had become transparent when they got wet and the thong bottom bared most of her pubic mound and easily showed the slit between her legs. I lay the book down on my lap attempting to cover my instant arousal when she walked up to me and said, "I know you've been looking at me for years. It's my eighteenth birthday, I'm legal," as she reached behind and undid her bra top and let it drop to the concrete. "Oh, Kerri, you are so beautiful. Yes, I have been looking at you, what man wouldn't?" "Can we go inside, I'm on the pill," she said as she reached down to grip my hand and pull me up off the chaise lounge. My head was spinning at this sudden sexual windfall and my cock was hardening to new heights. I followed her gorgeous butt into the kitchen as she held my hand, then stopped, put her arms around me and kissed me like I haven't been kissed in quite a while. "The truth is, Alex, I've been looking at you for quite a while, too. I just knew that you'd never do anything if I was underage. But now, I'm not. Now I can have you and you can have me. You've wanted that, haven't you? You've wanted to fuck me, haven't you?" "I'd be a liar if I said I didn't." "Well, take me you your bed and fuck me, then." We went back to my bedroom and I pulled the covers off the bed as she pulled off the bottom of her thong and stood there for me to admire which I certainly did. "Kerri, you are exquisite, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I just can't believe this is happening." "Oh, it's happening all right," she said as she started pulling down my shorts. I wasn't wearing briefs under them, I never did when I was planning on swimming, so we were both now wonderfully naked. She looked up at me, put her hand around my cock and slid her lips over my glans and began to suck. I stood there, one hand gently petting her cheek as she sent me skyward. She raised up and kissed me again, then pulled me down onto the bed. "I've been dreaming of this for a long time. You always made me so hot when I knew you were looking at me, wanting me. Oh, I wanted you, too, and now I can have you," and she spread her legs out wide as I crawled up and led my cock up to her wet slit. "You're on the pill?" I asked wanting to be absolutely sure. "Oh, yeah, since I was sisteen. "Kerri, you've grown a lot since I first met you and you've certainly become a grown woman. A very talented and sexy grown woman." She pulled my head down and kissed me deeply as she ground herself against me, oh, this was a dream come true. "For years I've come over to your pool trying to get your attention, I guess that worked, huh?" she said with a big grin. "Oh, Kerri, you didn't have to try very hard. You are so beautiful, no man could ignore you, I know I couldn't." "I know. I used to watch you and saw when you got hard. Your trunks would bulge out and I just wanted to come over and pull them off you, then suck whatever I found underneath them." "Well, I'm glad you didn't." "Yeah, I knew. I knew you wouldn't do anything and, really, Alex, I respect you for that, but now I'm legal, I'm of fucking-age, and you can fuck me all you want. I hope it's a lot." "But don't you have boyfriends?" "You're not turning me down, are you? Yes, I have boyfriends, several, but you just don't know who much I want you. Not yet, anyway. You'll find out." We were each rubbing the other's chest, Kerri's so much lovelier than mine but both felt good while I went in and out of her as she raised her legs up high in the air and waved her butt back and forth as I fucked down into her. "Mmm, you're just as good as I thought you'd be, Alex. I just knew all along you'd be a great fuck." "Well, thanks, Kerri, I've had some practice, I guess, though not a lot recently." "Oh, I'll make that change. Can I come use your pool tomorrow? I'll be eighteen and one day and I'll fuck your brains out after my swim. Oh, and can I swim naked?" "By all means come and swim naked in my pool, it'll be my fondest dream." "I bet your real fondest dream is another fuck tomorrow, right?" she said as she kissed me on the lips. "The way this one feels, yes, you're right." "I'm good, aren't I?" "Yes, my dear, you are simply wonderful. I never dreamed we'd be doing this but it's absolutely wonderful." "I pride myself on my sexual abilities, you'll find that out, too. I want to be the best at everything I do. Wait until I masturbate you. I take about an hour and at the end, you'll cum like never before. You just wait. I watched it on a porn vid, the way this girl did it. Oh, just wait." "Mmm, I always like things to look forward to, especially if they involve a beautiful girl like you, Kerri. I just never suspected you were such a vixen." "Yes, you'll see, all right. We'll have more time tomorrow, I'll show you a lot more of what your little next door neighbor has learned surfing porn in the last few years." "I can't wait," I whispered in her ear as I pushed down hard into her as she wiggled her hips from side to side. "Mmm, I'm feeling good, now, really good. Just what I wanted for my birthday, I've been waiting so long for this. And, now, you're inside me, yum." "Oh, Kerri, I can't do this much longer, I'm just about to cum. Are you close?" "Yeah, oh, yeah, it feels just wonderful. I've wanted this since I was fourteen. Mmm, cum in me, Alex, I've waited four years for your cum." I don't know if her saying that made any difference, but my body was engulfed in an ecstasy it hadn't felt in many years as my cum spurted deeply into this beautiful, young woman. She put her legs up around my back and pulled me tight and began humping me over and over, calling out, "OH, OH, UUH, UUH, OH, I'm cumming, oh, cum in me, Alex, cum in my pussy, I want you so much, oh, I'm so happy, so happy." I covered her pretty face with kisses, I was just sexually swept away by our fucking, it was a culmination of all the ogling I had done in the last four years as Kerri blossomed into womanhood. Now, I've just fucked her, or, rather, perhaps, she has just fucked me. Either way, it was blissful and I was in her arms and in her pussy where I was so very happy. "Mmm, I knew it would be this good, Alex, I just knew it. All these years I've wanted you. Mmm," she said as I now lay next to her in each other's embrace, softly kissing. "All this time you never ever touched me and now I want your hands on me all the time, every second. But, I do have plans to go out tonight but i'll be back over for a nice, naked swim and a wonderful fuck tomorrow. Um, if you want me?" I suspect the kiss I gave her answered her question. We lay there in my bed for about a half hour longer, kissing and feeling each other, just enjoying her newly-legal status. Then, she told me she had to go get ready to go out with friends and that I was not to masturbate a single time until she came over tomorrow to do it herself. I told her I put myself in her hands and she laughed as she slipped on her swimsuit and left. Chapter 2 I did sleep with an erection much of the night and, yes, I kept my hands off it, I was eagerly anticipating Kerri's offer to make it very happy on Sunday. Well, Sunday was here and I was up, had breakfast and was taking a dip in the pool when, about ten, she came in the back gate. She had on the white thong suit from yesterday and walked right over and dove in the deep end and swam over to me and handed me the top and bottom of her swimsuit. "There. Now, what about you?" she asked as she leaned forward to kiss me. Our kiss was rather clumsy as I was also trying to slide down my trunks which I did manage to get off then fling out of the pool. Immediately Kerri's hand was wrapped tightly around my cock. "I just can't swim now, Alex, I want this inside me so much. Fuck me right now, right here in the pool. I've dreamed about you fucking me here for so long, now I want it to happen." Well, it had been a few years since I had fucked anyone in my pool but I was certainly not going to turn this offer down. Especially as the water was lapping her right at nipple-height as we were standing there together. I backed her up to the side of the pool, she put her legs up around my back and her arms around my shoulders as we both maneuvered my cock up into her then she began pulling up and back over and over. Ah, the feel of her lovely pussy had returned. "Oh, I am so turned-on fucking you like this, the way I've dreamed of doing it for four years. Oh, yes, this is what I've wanted." "I never thought you made any notice of me when you came over to swim, I know I looked at you, I couldn't help it, you were so pretty." "Well, you just don't know young girls, Alex, once they start thinking about sex they can't think about anything else. Ever. So, yeah, I saw every time you got a bulge in your trunks. I worked hard to make you hard. And I did, too, I could see it every time. And I wanted it so bad. Mmm, now, it's up inside me. Right now," and I felt her give my cock a squeeze with her pelvic muscles. I had her back pressed against the wall of the pool and began moving in and out of her using small strokes, having learned years ago that sometimes long ones can pump water into her and lessen the pleasure of the experience. "Mmm, this is lovely, Alex, just what I wanted this morning. I want to make the water boil between us." "Well, maybe a nice simmer would be good." We fucked on and on, her hands rubbing my back, me kissing her as my cock rocked back and forth inside her. There was nothing hurried about our fucking, it was just perfect, our loins immersed in the water, Kerri's stunning breasts sparking with the sunlight glinting off the droplets on her skin, oh, this was so good. I was thinking back to the first few times she came over to use my pool. She was fourteen and in a bikini. She was beautiful even then. And, yes, I do remember her flirting with me. Just the thought made my dick harder as I moved in and out of the same beautiful girl four years later. Yes, I did have thoughts of fucking this young girl when she paraded around me in her bikinis these last four years. Any man would have. And now she was giving herself to me. I may have watched her grow to womanhood but now I'm experiencing her full womanhood in action as she works to drain my cock deep into her love nest. And, that seemed about to happen. She was flexing her pelvic muscles as we moved against each other, it was feeling marvelous. Then, those marvelous feelings swept over me as my cock spurted her full of my cum. "UHH, UHH, oh, oh, Kerri, mmm, oh," I began kissing her as I pushed hard into her and she began humping me up and down and moaning as we held each other in the water. "Mmm, mmm, OH, OH, Alex, oh, yes, mmm, in the pool, at last, I get you in the pool, oh, this is so good." It was far better than good, it was marvelous. I stood there holding her, her long, slim legs locked around my back, us kissing, both naked, her back against the side of the pool, breasts pressed to my chest, her tongue searching my mouth. It seems we had both dreamed about doing this and, now, we have. I suspect we will be doing it again, probably rather soon. "Oh, I'm close, yes, oh, really good, oh, this feels so...UUNH, UUNH, OH, OH, yes, yes, oh, mmm, oh, Alex, my dream come true. Oh, finally, it's been so long. But now you're mine." During her orgasm, I really felt the spasms inside her, her vagina was contracting over and over, it was the strongest I'd ever felt from a woman, truly amazing. "That was wonderful, Alex, just wonderful. Mmm. Ready to go inside and spend the day together. Maybe in your bed?" "Sounds lovely, Kerri, just perfect," and we got out and dried each other off and went up to my bedroom and got in bed. "I've always wondered what your bedroom looked like. Now I'm in it all nice and naked and getting fucked right on your bed. Are you happy I'm here?" "Well, Kerri, you're not the only one who had thoughts of you in my bed. I just didn't dare act on them. You can understand that, right?" "Oh, sure. I didn't press it, either. I waited, right? Until now. Now you can fuck me all you want. And I'm ready whenever you are," she said as she flopped down, her legs open, offering me her body for our mutual pleasure. "Well, I'm pretty hard. Want me to try?" "Oh, here, let me see what I can do to help," she said as she got up and took me in her mouth and began sucking me. It did help, I think she could suck a dead man back to life. Soon, she popped off me and dropped back down, legs spread open. I was soon deep inside her stroking in and out, some of my cum oozing out as I pressed hard into her depths. She had her legs up around my back and was making happy moaning sounds as we went along. "Mmm. nice, this is just perfect for a Sunday. Just what I wanted." "Just what I wanted, too, Kerri, after yesterday. It might have been your birthday but I feel like I was the one who got to unwrap the wonderful present." "You say such lovely things Alex. That's why I've had this crush on you for so long." "It's easy to say lovely things to such a lovely young woman." "You make it easy to be in your bed, Alex. This is just what I want." I could sense my own sexual feelings coming to the boil and was trying to hold back to make it good for Kerri. "Oh, Alex, oh, go a little faster, oh, yes, perfect, oh, yes, yes, I'm cumming...UUUH, UUH, UH, oh, mmm, mmm, oh, just keep going, it's so wonderful, Alex, just wonderful." I did keep going but not for too much longer. "Oh, Kerri, mmm, now, now, I'm gonna cum, oh, yeah," and I arched forward as she raised her hips off the bed and rotated around and around as my cum surged up deep inside her as she moaned, "Mmm, give me your cum, Alex, I want it in me, mmm." We lay there in each other's arms, my cock still snug inside her feeling her contractions as we enjoyed the warmth and closeness of the moment. After a few minutes, I rolled off her and we lay there together snuggled close, just savoring one another. I guess we drifted off to sleep. A very happy and satisfied sleep. I awoke to Kerri's hand gently touching my cock, just a fingertip rubbing back and forth. I opened my eyes and there she was on her side, smiling at me. "We had a little nap, it seems." "Yes, after some fun; it just happened, I guess," I added. "We could have some more fun. What do you think?" "Well, I think I'd like to fix us a bit of lunch and open a bottle of champagne I have in the fridge. I know you're underage for the champagne but we won't go anywhere, except back to bed, perhaps. What do you think, Kerri?" "I think it is a marvelous idea. Do we do lunch like this?" "I happen to think it's how you look best. What do you think?" "All nice and naked, what better way to have lunch?" and she bounded out of bed and ran to the kitchen. I walked rather more leisurely and found her sitting at the kitchen table with two champagne glasses and the bottle she had retrieved from the refrigerator. Good thinking. I popped the cork and poured us each a flute. "Here's to being eighteen, Kerri," I toasted. "Heh, heh, it's been pretty nice for you, too, right, Alex?" "It's been absolutely wonderful for me, Kerri. Perfect." "Good, I just love us fucking. And after our nice lunch, I'm gonna do you good. We've got four years to catch up on. That's a lot of fucking." "Maybe I'd better schedule a check-up with my doctor. Make sure my heart can stand it." "Oh, we'll take it nice and slow, don't worry, I love it nice and slow." I was making us omelets as we kidded around. The prep work I did the night before, so the cooking was really pretty quick and simple. As we ate and sipped our champagne, Kerri kept one hand on my cock and was circling her thumb around the tip in the wetness oozing out in anticipation of our next coupling. "You're not only a wonderful lover, Alex, you're quite the chef. Everything a woman would want." "Oh, I have a small repertoire of meals I can impress with. Stick around and you'll see that I pretty quickly run out of hits." "I might just stick around if you'd like." "I'd like nothing better but don't you have some younger admirers?" "So many guys are self-centered little brats. I'm rather liking the idea of a more considerate and sophisticated man with experience." "Oh, so well put, Kerri. So well put," and I leaned over to kiss her as she kept wiping the precum around the head of my cock. We ate our omelets, had another glass of champagne, then took the glasses and the rest of the bottle back to bed, both stretched out along side each other sipping and touching. I dipped my finger in my glass and traced champagne around her nipples, then, licked it off. "What a lovely use for champagne, Alex, can I try it?" as she dipped her finger and dripped some on the head of my cock, then bent over to lick it off. She not only licked it off, she slid her wet lips down over me and began sucking. I slipped my hand down along her butt cheek, and up along her wet cleft to run my finger back and forth, then inside where it was all warm and wonderful. She raised up off my hard cock, wet with her saliva, kissed me and said softly, "Lay down now, Alex, I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I am so ready. And, look, you are, too," as she put her hand around my cock and swung over me, gripping me to guide me up into her depths. Oh, sliding down on me, oh, yes, she is so tight, her vagina grips me tightly, especially as she pulls up on me, making it feel like her pussy is sucking my cock. Wow, what a young woman. She was so pretty and sexy these last four years, now, she's naked, up over me, fucking me the best I've ever been fucked. Yes, the best. All Grown Up My hands were rubbing her breasts and her hands pressed mine against her, she went up and down, up and down, over and over, just wonderful. "Mmm, mmm, feel good, Alex?" "Just wonderful, oh, Kerri, just incredible. It may have been your birthday but I'm the one that's so happy." "Maybe I should put a bow on my pussy?" "That would be lovely, I'm sure." "Mmm, I'm getting that wonderful feeling again, Alex, that wonderful feeling your cock is giving me," and she ground down on me twisting back and forth rubbing the tip end of my dick way up inside her, oh, that felt so good. "You're sure giving me lots of feelings, I'm sure glad you had your birthday." "Oh, I bet you are. Like me fucking you, don't you? All those years of looking at me in my bikini and now I'm naked in your bed with your big, hard cock deep inside me." "I never expected it but it's one of my life's happiest moments." "That's nice, that's really nice. Me, making you that happy?" "Oh, Kerri, you're making me exquisitely happy, really more happy than I've been in a very long time." "Maybe I should try to keep you happy for a very long time." "With me? You with me? I'd love nothing better but you're a very young woman who should be with a man much younger then me." "What if I want to be with you, Alex? What if it's what I want?" "You really think you want to be with me? I'm forty-one. You're eighteen. I'm over twice your age." Now, you might wonder exactly why I was trying to talk Kerri out of being with me when at the time she had my hard cock up inside her thrilling it like never before. Well, I wondered, too, why I was resisting her wish to be with me, but I wanted her, if that's what she wanted, to be sure. "Alex, don't you get it? I've been in love with you since I was fourteen. Fourteen. I've waited four years to express my love for you. I love you, dear Alex, I love you." I pulled her down to me and kissed her for a long time as she slowly moved her hips up and down. Finally, she pulled up off me and said, "Well, now I've told you. I've wanted to tell you for so long. I just hope that telling you I love you hasn't ruined everything. I'm not a scatterbrained little girl, Alex. I know what I want. And it's you." Well. The young girl from next door loves me. But she's hardly a little girl anymore. She's up over me, beautifully naked, fucking me, her breasts jiggling just a little as she jogs up and down on my thrilled cock. "Well, Kerri, this is a lot to process, it's all so new and, really, unexpected. You've just got to give me a little time to let all this sink in." "Yes, I know and I will. But I'm going to keep trying to convince you that I have a lot to offer a forty-one year old man. Am I doing okay, so far?" "Oh, Kerri, you're doing perfectly so far. Any man would want you. You're beautiful, young, sexy, just every man's dream. And, my dear, you fuck like a dream. I'm going to cum any minute now." "Mmm, good, I've dreamed about feeling the throb of your cock as it releases deep into me. Every time, it's wonderful. And, there are many times in our future, Alex. I plan on keeping your sperm count depleted. I'm gonna fuck you crazy. From now on." And, that's just what has happened in the following three years. Kerri just finished her junior year in college, we plan to be married right after she graduates and she no longer lives next door to me. No, she lives with me in my house, in my bedroom, in my bed. Her parents approve and understand. That, to me, may be the most surprising and unexpected part of this whole affair. And, Kerri does fuck me crazy. It only gets better.