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Irish Creme

By: TooShy



It had started with Irish coffee, but between the kisses and stolen touches, by the end of the movie we were drinking it straight. You kissed me again and then used the remote to rewind the film and snap off the television. I could see your hard-on beneath your boxers, and I wanted you. I picked up the bottle and a cup and sauntered to the bedroom, wiggling my ass as I went. You followed like a needy puppy.

In the bedroom, I stripped and poured Irish Creme into the cup until it was almost at the brim. “Get naked,” I ordered and took a long, slow sip as I watched you strip. I licked my lips hungrily when I saw your freed cock. You moved closer to me and I offered you a sip of Bailey’s. I tasted it on your lips as our mouths met again.

My fingers touched your shaft, slipping too gently up the sides and brushing slightly against the tip. I rested my cheek against your chest and watched my fingers moving. I dipped them into the coffee mug and then held them against your erect head, watching the sweet stuff drip over and down your rod. I dipped them again, and as the droplets rolled along, I couldn’t help but lower my head to lap them up.

My tongue moved in long strokes against your hardness, and as my lips closed around your tip, I tasted the salty sweet of a new delicacy. You moaned as I began to suck gently, pressing my lips slightly further down with each one. My hands wrapped around your balls and my thumb found that sensitive spot at your base. I allowed my hands to complete each stroke my lips began, and tasted your precum.

Your hands found their way to my hair and gently coaxed my head down further. I took you greedily now, and felt the dampness growing between my legs. I slipped my hands to your thighs and shoved my face all the way down, sliding the tip of my tongue against you as I raised up again. I sucked and stroked you hard until you were moaning in pleasure, then I let you drop out of my mouth and listened to your cry of disappointment. I found the coffee cup and carefully dipped your tip into the creamy liquor. Then I pressed my lips over only your head and sucked you in quick strokes, faster than I ever had before. You whimpered, and moved against me, trying to force deeper inside. I held back as long as I could, then plunged downward, taking in your length and sucking so hard it should have taken the skin right off. You screamed in pleasure and I worked you hard and fast until I felt your cum in my mouth. I swallowed it down and licked you clean.

I took your hand in mine and settled into the bed, leaning back against the headboard and sipping from the mug. I wanted to give you time to enjoy the feeling, so I left you where you were and just ran my hungry eyes along your heavy muscles while I waited.

I felt your kiss against my thigh and then you moved to sit next to me. I offered you the now half-empty mug. You grinned at me and took a long sip. After a sweet kiss, you took the mug and moved down to sit between my legs.

You positioned them apart with your hands and I saw the sparkle in your eye as you smiled at me again. Then, with careful precision, you poured just a bit out and watched it roll through my folds.

It was cold against my skin and when you poured another bit over my clit, I felt it burn, but you pressed your tongue into me and none of that mattered anymore. Your tongue rolled and swirled against my folds, and then lapped upward at my clit until there was no trace of the stuff left. Then your warm lips closed over my clit and suckled me gently.

It was completely blissful. I groaned in pleasure and arched my back, pressing myself against your mouth. I could feel your lips turn into a smile, but you kept sucking against my tight nub. Your hot hands slid against my inner thighs, and I spread my legs farther apart. You paused to work me over with your tongue again, and then went back to sucking. I felt the calluses on your thumbs as they scratched slightly against my wet hole. Your thumbs pressed against me in opposition to your suckling. I began to gasp my breaths. I raised my hips to force you inside, but you kept your thumbs at my entrance, just out of my reach. It was torturous, and I gasped and writhed against you until we’d both had enough. Leaving one hand in my crotch, you picked up the mug and brought yourself closer to my face. After setting the Irish creme on the nightstand, you dipped your fingers into the cup and smeared the liquid over my nipple, then licked it clean. Your mouth worked my nipple as your fingers slid through my wetness and continued to tease my crotch. I felt your prick hard against my leg now and then, and knew you were ready, too.

As your hand moved to my breast, your mouth covered mine and we kissed long and deep as you settled your body overtop me. We thrust gently against each other, and your tip moved about, making contact in all the wrong places. I moved a hand down to try to correct the situation, but you caught my hands and held them tight against the pillow next to my face.

You continued to kiss me as you thrust yourself aimlessly against my crotch. I sucked your upper lip into my mouth as I crossed my feet and captured your penis between my thighs. I squeezed them tight, and held it there. You moaned and your grip on my hands relaxed as you began to work yourself in the tight grip of my thighs.

I laid my hands on your back and rubbed them smoothly up and down. Finally, you were at frustration. You put your hands under my ass cheeks and forced yourself upwards. I barely parted my legs, though, and we both gasped when your cock could barely reach me. 

“Oh, please!” you begged, thrusting upward again. I put my hands on your ass and uncrossed my feet, letting my legs fall apart even more. You pushed again, and this time we were both surprised by the hot and wet as our members met. Your dick slipped past my vagina and hammered against my clit. I was so wet it slipped away with every thrust you made. Finally, you took hold of it with one hand and positioned it at my hole. I pressed against you, but you pulled away slightly, keeping it just at the entrance. I waited while you raised yourself up on one hand to watch my face. You always like to watch my face when you enter me. You like to see my teeth clench and hear my shuddered breath as you surprise me with your bulk.

You came in slowly, and I threw my head back and shuddered. Once you were fully inside, you waited until I could open my eyes and look at you. You didn’t say the words, but I could see the love plainly on your face. I raised my hand to cup your cheek and you lowered yourself over me. We kissed deeply as you began to stroke into me, long and slow.

I moved against you, trying to get you deeper and deeper inside of me. My arms held you so tight I thought I would break you in half. You began to move faster. My arms fell away and I reached over my head, grabbing the wooden posts in the headboard as you hammered, faster and faster.

We grunted and cried with every thrust, but neither of us could reach satisfaction. Suddenly, you dropped completely out of me. I panted as I tried to regain my senses. I felt your hands on my waist, rolling me over. I did as instructed and automatically went to my hands and knees to await your reentry. You took me in your arms and raised me up until I was on my knees. You kissed my neck and I could feel you position yourself beneath me.

You entered slowly, just until your head was inside. Then your arms tightened around me and you thrust upward, causing me to cry out. I moved against you again. I began to lose control of my muscles and if it hadn’t been for your strong arms, I would have fallen forward, onto my hands. You held me upright and fucked me until I lost all sense of reality. Then, leaving one hand high to tug and squeeze at my nipple, you lowered the other one to rub my erect clit. I tightened around you, and if it hadn’t been for your forceful thrusts, would have pushed you out of me. I felt the pressure building and screamed in agony as your fingers worked my clit. I screamed again as my cum sprayed over your fingers and rolled down to cover your balls.

You continued to fuck me, pausing only to kiss my neck. You fingers stayed on my sensitive clit, too, and soon I felt the pressure building again. This time, we came together. You pushed yourself deep inside me three times as your cock pulsed. The sheets were drenched.

We collapsed in a heap and lay for an eternity in complete satisfaction. I felt something cold at my lips and tasted the sweet cream on your fingers. Your dick twitched inside me as I sucked them clean, and I could feel my vagina jerking against you.

You kissed my cheek and nestled your warm chest against my back.

THE END

Irish Creme



Philip Johnson

Chapter One

Dennis was finally done with school but now he had to find a job and that wasn't going to be easy with the economy in a downturn. Even people with college degrees were working in sales or whatever they could find to do. In the meantime it was his plan to enjoy the summer as much as he could even though he was living with his father. Here he was twenty five years old and still living at home, it was embarrassing to him so he rarely admitted that to anybody he met. 

One of the good things was the weather had been very cooperative. It rained often enough to keep things green but the rains had been appearing late in the day or overnight and the temperatures had been in the low eighties so he was getting one of the best tans he'd ever had. He could also have his weights and bench outside and did his routines in the shade of their maple tree. Except for being broke and not having a girlfriend or even somebody to date at the moment his life was a good one.

It was about three o'clock so he put on his old Speedo from his high school swimming days and went out to his weight bench and started his routine. For the next half hour he did sit ups, presses, push ups and a whole list of moves to work on the areas that he needed the most help with, his triceps and deltoids. After his thirty minute routine he wiped the sweat off with a towel and went to his lounge chair and worked on his tan as he read the latest James Patterson book from the used book store. He was engrossed in his reading so he wasn't even aware that his neighbor was home until she called out to him, "Hey Dennis."

"Oh hi Janet."

"Congrats on graduating."

"Thanks. Had I stuck with it in the beginning I'd have been done a long time ago."

"Doesn't matter now though does it?"

"I guess not." Their conversation was shared by shouting across about sixty feet of lawn so he dropped his book and walked toward her as she tried not to stare at his tanned well conditioned body. "Leo make it home?"

"Last night about ten. It looks like he may have to go back to New York again though."

"Bummer to say the least. He's missing one of the best summers I can remember."

"I know. Looks like you're taking advantage of it though."

"I'm working on it but I'd rather have a job."

"I'm sure you would and I have no doubt that something will turn up for you

sooner or later, just keep the faith. How is Mark doing?"

"Dad's fine. Busy at work because they cut back on their staffing to save money but at least he has a job."

"That's right. Well tell him I said hi."

I'll do that." As she turned to go in the house he called after her, "Janet, you're looking pretty hot."

She smiled and said, "Thank you Dennis." He watched her butt as she turned and went inside and then went back to his reading while Janet dropped her purse on the counter and then peeked out of her kitchen window toward Dennis. It seemed like last year that he celebrated his eighteenth birthday and now he was a man of twenty five and looking fantastic. Dennis cooked in the sun for another half an hour and then went in and showered.

Dennis and his dad had quickly developed a routine of having a beer together after he got home from work and it was their chance to talk and Mark could relax before dinner. As they sat in the living room Dennis said, "Janet said to tell you hi."

"How's she doing?"

"Judging from how she looked I'd say she's doing fantastic."

Mark laughed and said, "You're just juiced up and in need of female companionship."

"That I am but even though she's what, forty or more maybe, she still looks pretty fine."

"Yes she does I'm just surprised that you'd think so. What's the latest with Leo?"

"He's home but probably going back to New York again pretty soon."

"I'm glad my job doesn't require a lot of that. I'm going to St. Louis for a few days of training but I don't mind that because I can just drive it. I'll also get to do some partying on the company tab while I'm there."

"Well find some sweet thing and get laid while you're there."

"I plan to try."

So any word from your interviews or whatever?"

"No but they said it would be the middle of next week at least because they had several more to interview."

"It's a tough market out there right now so don't get discouraged."

"I won't give up."

Friday started off sunny but rain took over by mid morning so Dennis had to cover his exercise equipment and stay inside. By late in the day the rain had stopped but the clouds persisted so he was able to do his routine but had to give up on catching any rays. 

Chapter Two

The following Monday afternoon, Janet called Dennis as soon as she got home from work and said, "I need to ask a favor."

"Sure, what do you need?"

"Leo is back in New York and his car is at the airport in short term parking. He had to catch an earlier flight than he had expected and in his haste he parked in the wrong lot. Anyway that's my problem and I hope you can help me."

"Of course when did you want to go?"

"I'll make you a deal. If we can go in the next hour I'll buy you dinner at Maxwell's before we get the car."

"I'd love it, I haven't had a real date in months."

"Oh Dennis stop it. Okay come over in an hour and we'll go to dinner."

"How will he get home then taxi?"

"No, one of his coworkers that went to New York with him will bring him home. Oh and tell Mark he's welcome to join us."

"He's in St. Louis for the week."

"What's he doing there?"

"Officially he's there for training but he plans on doing some heavy partying too." 

"Good for him he needs to get out."

"Yes he does. Okay my sweet I'll grab a shower and see you in an hour."

"Thanks Dennis."

"My pleasure."

One hour later on the dot he poked his head in her backdoor and called out, "Honey I'm home." 

She appeared smiling and said, "You're just too funny. Oh don't you look nice."

"Well I thought so but now that I see you I might as well be made of clear glass because everybody will be looking at you anyway."

She smiled and said, "Do you think I'm overdressed?"

He smiled and said, "Janet that's a dangerous question to ask a guy my age because I'll say that if you have anything on at all you're over dressed."

She flushed and said, "Oh my God what am I getting myself into."

"I think this is the start of a fun evening for both of us."

Janet drove and Dennis was turned slightly toward her so as they talked his eyes surveyed this good looking older woman. "So tell me Janet, how long has it been since you were just out and about for dinner or drinks or whatever?"

"Quite awhile I'm afraid. Too long in fact."

"I've decided that the heavens have been aligned just for us tonight."

"Now why would you say that?"

"Consider this. Leo is back in New York for a week. Dad is in St. Louis for about the same length of time. Now in addition to all of that I'm still not working so I'm still living at home and available and eager to help you. It gets even better. Leo parks in the wrong lot at an airport that he has used many times which makes it necessary for us to be together right now. I'd say all of that adds up to a minor miracle of timing and opportunity."

"Opportunity?"

"Yes to have dinner and drinks together and have a nice long drive to talk and enjoy each other's company. You have to admit that is a lot of details that had to come together at the same time and at the right time."

She smiled and said, "Maybe you're right. Maybe all of this was predestined."

"Exactly, so if we don't take our time and have a great evening we'll be defying the gods and potentially thwart our destiny." 

"We can't let that happen."

"Absolutely not." She smiled at him and didn't say anything more as they pulled into the restaurant parking lot. He took her hand in his and they walked inside and were led to a table where the waiter was waiting for them. He introduced himself and they ordered their drinks. Dennis toned down his flattery and flirting and they enjoyed dinner and then ordered Mexican coffees for dessert. She tasted her coffee and ended up with whipped cream on her upper lip so he reached across and gently removed it as he smiled at her. Then he set his cup down and took her hand in both of his and looked at her until she asked, "Why are you holding my hand?"

"Well don't look now but there are two gentlemen to your right that have been all but staring at you. I just want to remind them that I'm with you tonight and they just have to eat their hearts out. I'm just basking in your glow."

"Dennis that's not true."

"It is absolutely true."

"Then you're really exaggerating."

He continued to hold her hand as he looked at her and said, "You are a very good looking and wonderful woman and I'm very proud to be with you."

She made no effort to remove her hand but said, "Dennis we've known each other for almost eight years."

"And for all of those eight years I've noticed how good looking you are and what a great person you are. I'm a little embarrassed that I've never told you that before."

She studied him for several seconds but a hint of a smile appeared as she told him, "I don't know if I should believe you or not."

"Please believe me." He kissed her hand then and slowly released it as he looked into her eyes. For the next several minutes she tried to glance toward the table next to them but couldn't get a look at the men that according to Dennis had been looking at her.

They headed to the airport and found Leo's car but before they left he said, "Let's stop and have a drink on the way home. The night is still young and I'd hate to see us waste it." Dennis led the way and about halfway home pulled into the After Hours Lounge. As soon as Dennis took her hand she asked him, "Have you been here before?"

"A couple of times why?"

"It can get pretty loud."

"Yeah I know."

They found a table off to one side but they had a good view of the other patrons and he ordered two Long Island iced teas. "Dennis are you trying to get me drunk?"

"No of course not, I want you to get home safely but I'll bet we'd have fun if we both got just a little soused."

"Well if I drink that I'm sure I will."

"Then we'll leave just before you drink it all."

The music was loud and there were three or four couples dancing about twenty feet from them. The more those couples drank and danced the more rowdy and daring they became. When one of the women moved close to her partner she rocked her pelvis in thrusting motions and he moved up against her. "Dennis if it wasn't for their clothes they'd be making love on the dance floor."

"That's for sure but you have to admit both of them can really move."

"Yes they can and so can the couple next to them. I wonder how sexy they'll get before somebody tells them to tone it down."

"Well the last time I was here things got pretty carried away. Of course it was later in the evening than this. Well more like after midnight actually."

"Just how far did things go?"

"Well one of the women had her top up showing her breasts to her partner."

"Oh my God."

"They didn't stay that way of course."

"I'll bet not."

"You used to like to dance I'll bet."

She smiled as she tapped her finger in time with the music and said, "Yes I really did but I never showed my breasts though."

"I can easily see you out there having a great time and teasing your partner with suggestive moves and looks though." She just smiled at him and watched them dance.

When they finally left he put his arm around her waist and said, "You didn't deny it when I talked about you dancing and teasing your date."

She smiled and said, "That's because I couldn't deny it."

"I wish I could have watched you." Again she smiled but didn't add anything to their conversation. He followed her home watching to make sure she could drive without weaving and she did fairly well but he felt better when they pulled into her garage. He went around to her and walked inside with her and then stopped her. He smiled down at her and said, "I think you've had just a little to much to drink."

"I have. I'm not drunk exactly but I'm getting so sleepy all of a sudden." Without a word spoken he scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the bedrooms. Her arm was behind him and the side of her face was against his chest as they went and when he chose the bedroom to the left she told him it was the other one. He gently laid her on the bed and took her shoes off before moving back up to her. "You going to be okay?"

"I'll be okay."

"Want me to help you get ready for bed?" 

It took a second for that to register with her but even then she didn't react as he had expected her to. She just smiled and said, "No I can manage."

He bent down and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and said, "I've had a fantastic evening with you. Thank you everything."

"I've had a wonderful time too Dennis, thank you for going with me."

He straightened up and said, "I wouldn't have missed it for anything. Good night gorgeous."

"Night handsome."

Chapter Three

Janet was on Dennis' mind a lot all day Tuesday. The evening they had shared had been fantastic. Janet was all woman and he could never tire of looking at her. She was fun to be with and he loved to flatter and tease her. They were calling for possible showers later so he made sure he did his routines with his weights and got a little sun before the clouds rolled in. The anticipated rain never arrived and late in the afternoon the sun reappeared so he went out to work on his tan just a little more.

He saw Janet in shorts and a halter top and she was doing something with flowers. He headed toward her and called out, "What are you up to neighbor?"

"Just mixing some soil to pot these flowers." 

"Let me help you, you'll get your clothes dirty."

She smiled and said, "I've been dirty before."

"I'm sure you have but I have nothing going on so why not help you." He grabbed her shovel and as she watched him he turned the little pile of soil as she added some water. Then he stopped and picking up a dab of the dark wet dirt he smiled at her and smeared it on her cheek. 

She jumped back slightly and said, "Dennis you shit, you had that planned all along."

"I couldn't resist. Let me get that dirt off of you now." He peeled his tee shirt off and standing close to her he put his right hand around her and then slowly wiped the dirt from her cheek. "Now hold still and I'll get the last little bit," and as he pulled her closer to him her hands went to his hips but instead landed on his bare skin just above his waist. "Now tip your head back slightly and close your eyes."

She did as he asked and he looked down into her top and studied her breasts and hesitated for only an instant before kissing her.

She quickly opened her eyes just as he pulled back slightly and smiled at her. "Dennis you just kissed me."

"I was pretty sure that I had."

"But...why?"

"Now why would a guy not want to kiss you?"

"But I mean...why now?"

"I would ask why not now. I'm standing very close to a very attractive and alluring woman, my arm is around her warm and soft waist and her lips are presented to me. I was powerless to resist."

She had straightened up but her hands stayed on him as his arm stayed around her. "Dennis do you feel okay?"

He laughed and said, "I feel great and you know what else? I feel like I want to kiss you again." "But..." and he pulled her close and kissed her again but this time his tongue touched and caressed her lips. She wasn't even aware that she had parted her lips just enough to allow his tongue to invade her mouth. Part of her knew she should turn and run into the house but the stronger part of her held onto him and let the kiss continue. Dennis was a tall handsome man with a lean body and she had noticed how his muscles moved under his well tanned skin as he talked to her and teased her. Her heart was racing as her mind continued to wage her own battle about running away from her young and handsome neighbor.

"Now pretty Janet let me really help you pot these flowers."

She looked at him and said, "Just like that, you kiss me and now you want to pot flowers?"

"No and now I want to kiss you again and again but I'm trying very hard not to at least for the moment."

"I still don't know what to think. All the times we've talked and seen each other and now out of the clear blue you kiss me, not once but twice."

"You're right there is something wrong with that," and he kissed her again. She pushed him back but only very slightly and said, "Dennis that wasn't what I meant."

"I know but I lost my will to resist you."

"You have me so rattled that I don't know what to think or say."

"Maybe I can help. You like kissing me, at least enough to allow me to kiss you again. You're startled and maybe even a little afraid but you're also curious and tempted."

"That sounds a little arrogant."

"I don't mean it that way at all. Janet now admit it, you've caught me looking at you many times and I don't mean innocent glances. I've studied your curves and your movements." 

"Well yes and that was always very flattering but I never would have guessed..."

"That I'd kiss you? I've thought about it many times in fact."

She looked around and said, "The neighbors are going to see us and I could get into a lot of trouble with your father."

He pulled her back until they were behind the large ragged forsythia bush that was on the line between their two properties and said, "That should solve that problem." Before she could say anything he kissed her again and this time she opened her mouth and met his tongue with hers and she allowed herself to press into him. Her breathing was coming faster as she tried to figure out just how far to let this go. She liked being in his arms and she loved how he kissed. But she had never been unfaithful to Leo her husband and in fact Dennis was the first man she had really kissed other than her husband for many years. She knew that Leo had been unfaithful to her two different times but the second of those two events had been a couple of years ago. 

Now here she was holding and kissing Dennis and allowing her mind to go places that she had only thought about a couple of times in the recent past. She was sure that there were times when he looked down her blouse and though she hadn't caught him she knew that he had watched her butt when she was walking away from him. In fact she added just the slightest extra sway to her walk just to tease him a little. Could she even consider a one time fling with her young neighbor? Just the thought of doing that made her heart race even faster.

Dennis looked into her eyes as his hand explored her back and landed at one of the two bows that held her halter top in place. She studied him wondering if he would untie it and tried to tell herself to stop him. But she didn't. She could feel the fabric move as he pulled the bow apart and let the two strips of cloth drop to her sides. Her breasts were rising and falling as she tried to control her breathing and his hand moved to the bow behind her neck. Her hold on his waist tightened and her eyes bore into him as she felt her small top slowly slip down and fall to the ground between them. She was comfortable with being naked and often went around the house that way, but this time she felt more naked than at any time in her life and she still had her shorts on. All of this had happened in less than a minute but it seemed to be going on forever. She wanted him to see her breasts now. Granted gravity and time had caused them to become more pendulous but for the moment at least he made her feel very desirable . She took one small step back without releasing her hold on his waist and let his eyes explore her as she studied him. 




Irish Creme



Dennis smiled and said, "I've wanted to see your beautiful breasts for so long and they are even nicer that I could have guessed." She held her breath as he bent down and gently kissed each nipple before moving back up to kiss her again. They were like sixteen year old kids now. It was like they had invented kissing and couldn't get enough of each other. Then she felt his hand touch the simple snap on her shorts. All he had to do was unsnap and pull the zipper down and he could pull them down very easily. Her inner battle became more feverish but still she didn't stop him. They had stopped kissing and she submitted herself to his hands and a moment later she watched him slip her shorts down to the ground and she stepped out of them. They fell into each other's arms again and as they kissed his hands went to her butt and she felt faint as his hands slid into her panties and caressed her ass. Later she would almost laugh at herself for wondering if he could feel her trembling. She was nearly naked in front of her neighbor and she was worrying about something as minor as that. Then his left hand left her butt and made its way around and before she could decide what to do he touched her between her legs and her knees threatened to fail her. She was feeling passion like she had never felt it before. Not love or simple desire but raw almost uncontrollable passion and that scared her. She had to decide and do it quickly. She had to stop him or just lie in the grass and beg him to make love to her.

In a near panic she pushed him back and said, "Oh God Dennis I have to stop. I don't want to but I have to."

"I understand. I don't like it either but I do understand. Janet you have an effect on me that I can't describe. I want you so much."

She looked at the front of his shorts and could see that he wasn't lying. His eyes went where hers were and said, "That's what you do to me. That's the power you have over me." She knelt down and with his swollen cock right in front of her face she stared at it as her hands undid to his belt. She had to do this. She had to. With the belt undone she unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts and let them fall to the ground not far from hers. His cock was standing out as far as his boxers would allow and she could see the end of it and watched the wet spot grow as his cock seeped its juices. Her hand went out and still kneeling she gently wrapped her hand around his stiffness and it felt hot in her hand. She looked up at him and he watched her in silence as she took her hand away and pulled his underwear down far enough to get her hands around it and actually feel the warm shaft. It was ready to do its job and she had no doubt that it would be a wonderful experience. She saw another drop of his precum form on the tip and she kissed it and felt it on her lips just before she used her tongue to taste it. She kissed it again and got up, kissed him and picking up her shorts and top said, "I'm going home," and ran across to her backdoor almost naked. 

As soon as she was inside she stopped and dropped her shorts and top to the floor and stared without seeing as she thought about what had just happened. She was just potting flowers without a thought toward sex or lovemaking, but in minutes Dennis had changed all of that. Just having him strip off his tee shirt and clean her face seemed erotic to her, but when he kissed her she knew she was in trouble. She went to her bedroom and looked at herself in the mirror and decided she didn't look so bad for her age. In fact she was rather proud of how she had been able to keep her figure as well as she had. Then she put her hand between her legs and stopped. She pulled her hand away and was surprised because she didn't think she could get that wet anymore. She put her hand inside of her panties and slipped a finger between her lips and felt more of her moisture but her finger was a poor substitute for Dennis's hand or cock. Could he tell that Leo hadn't shown any interest in her in over three months? Could he see or feel her frustration? She got dressed and made herself go back out and work on her flowers in the hopes that would keep her mind busy but it didn't work at all. When she thought about it later she had to wonder if she was looking for Dennis to join her again. He had her so excited that she could hardly breathe and even now, two hours later she was still struggling with her desires. 

Dennis saw her out there but he stayed inside and just watched her from the window. She was back in her halter and shorts and he could easily imagine her breasts as she moved and worked to get her flowers potted. He wanted her so much. Not just hard fast sex but to make love to her. Thoroughly and passionately make love to her. He wanted to touch and kiss every inch of her and feel their nakedness pressed together. He could still feel her lips as she kissed and tasted his cock. He had experienced all of that many times during college but this was different. There was emotion involved and he liked her so much that he wanted to please her. Thoroughly please her until neither of them could move.

Chapter Four

Janet worked hard with her flowers but it didn't stop her from feeling his lips on hers. It didn't stop her from hearing his voice as he teased and flattered her. It didn't stop her from wanting him so very much. She could feel him holding her hand and she could feel his hands as they untied her halter just before his lips kissed her nipples. When she thought about his hand inside of her panties caressing her ass she had to stop and close her eyes for just a second. Why would her young and handsome neighbor be so intent on making over her and bathing her in sweet words? Why would he say he wanted her so much when she had to believe he had tasted the sweetness of younger more vital and firmer women? What could she possibly offer him that was different or better than what he had already experienced? She had to know. She had to talk to him and ask him those questions.

Janet abandoned her project and went in to shower and put on something more conservative than a halter top.

After her shower and after checking herself in the mirror one more time she took a deep breath and had a mental talk with herself about staying in control and dealing with the issues like an adult. A very married adult. Then she stood up straight and headed over to talk to Dennis. She rang the bell at the backdoor and he was there almost instantly. "Hi beautiful."

"Dennis we need to talk."

"Okay, come in and I'll make coffee."

"I better stay out here."

"Janet I won't bite you and besides it's supposed to rain."

"Okay but you sit on one side of the table and I'll sit on the other."

"Okay." He led the way and her eyes went to his tight butt and how his tee shirt would cling to his shoulders and show his strong lean torso. She took a deep breath again and tried to renew her resolve to resist his charms. She watched him as he made coffee and he said, "I saw you working on your flowers, did you get them all planted?"

"Almost but I had to quit and come over here. We have to talk about some things."

"Fantastic." He stood at the counter until the coffee maker was done and then poured the coffee and added a dash of sugar in her cup before handing it to her. "I watched you fix your coffee at the restaurant." He set his cup down and then sat across from her and tasted his steaming coffee. "Okay pretty one what's on your mind."

"Please stop flattering me while we talk."

"Okay."

"Dennis do you have any idea how you have affected me? How impressed I was with how cordial and sweet you were, how much fun it was to be with you and talk and...and things."

"I'm glad because that's how you affected me and much more."

"Now stop because I have some questions to ask you."

"Okay shoot...did you want something extra in your coffee by the way?"

"What?...oh, um...," 

"Like some Irish crème perhaps?"

"No...yes thank you." She figured that just maybe a touch of alcohol would settle her nerves and help her stay in control and get her questions answered. He poured her a generous amount and then did the same with his before capping the bottle and sitting down across from her again.

"Okay neighbor ask away."

"I'm reasonably certain that you were with a few attractive and young women at school over the last three years."

"That's right."

She had to stop and think because she was getting flustered and was having trouble remembering what she wanted to ask him. "Okay. You told me how much you were impressed with me and how much you wanted me."

"That's right too."

"But that doesn't make sense. I'm...I don't know I can't think straight. Fourteen or fifteen years older than you are. I'm starting to show wrinkles and my body isn't as solid as it used to be." He started to say something but she pressed ahead and said, "You've been with young vital and fresh women and you can still be so why would you desire me? It just doesn't make sense. What can a woman my age possibly offer you that is different or better or...or whatever? You're in the prime of your life. You're handsome and very fit and so very charming. You're wasting your time with me."

"Okay now stop, it's my turn now. Janet do you see yourself as ugly or even unpleasant looking?"

"No, I guess not."

"Good because I told you before that I think you are very good looking and that's an understatement. Do you see yourself as fat or frumpy?"

"No of course not."

"Good again because you are a beautiful specimen of womanhood. Not of adolescence ora young woman but of mature and desirable womanhood. You said I'm in my prime. Am I? I'm not sure about that. In some ways you're in your prime right now. You have the benefit of experience. The maturity not to play silly games. Here you are confronting me as a woman not a kid or a flighty giggly young woman. I kissed you because I wanted to; because I like you and because I want to make love to you. I like feeling you in my arms and I like feeling your arms around me. This isn't about playing games. Oh I know I flirt with you and maybe some of that could be considered a game but I don't see it that way. When I flatter you I don't have to dream up flowery strings of words just to impress you. I say those things because you impress me." He stopped then and waited to see if she was going to ask another question or get up and leave but she just sat there and looked at him. "Janet I've watched you and desired you since I was...I don't know maybe nineteen or twenty. I've always had special feelings for you. I didn't gawk at you like some sicko peeping tom, I watched you and admired you. The air around you glows is the only way I can think of to describe how you affect me."

"But Dennis I'm married and..."

"I know you are and that bothers me so much, but not enough to keep me away from you. Only when you tell me that I offend you and you don't want me near you will I stay away. As long as you like me I'll dream of being with you. Of making love to you. I want to please you and share with you something that is so special. I know you don't love me and I would never expect or even hope that would or could be the case. I'm not that naïve. But when all is done and in the past I'd like both of us to be able to look back and smile and be able to relive a special experience again and again."

He got up and went around and knelt next to her. "Janet honey I do love you in a very special way. How can I spend all of those years with you in my thoughts and not feel something special for you now? One day I'll find that right woman and get on with my life but you'll always be in my heart. I also suspect that woman will be a lot like you in so many ways."

Janet had turned in her seat so she could face him and she watched him as he talked and his hand went to her thigh. "Dennis I don't know what to say. I came over here determined to set things straight and end up feeling like it was settled. But nothing is straight in my mind. I look at you as you talk and all I want to do is kiss you. All I want to do is...," and he straightened up and kissed her softly. His hand stayed on her thigh but his left hand went to the side of her face and gently held her as they kissed and her hand went behind his head. Their kiss lingered as they tasted each other and they soared with the sensations that enveloped them. "Oh God Dennis what are you doing to me?" It was a little corny or perhaps cliché but it was something that he had always wanted to do. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to his bedroom and lay her on his bed. 

Chapter Five

All of Janet's resolve to get things settled and straightened out was gone. She was in his bed and they were about to make love and she had to accept the fact that was right where she really wanted to be. She had to accept the fact that she was about to be unfaithful to Leo. She wanted and needed to feel Dennis inside of her and to feel his kisses and his touch.

Dennis bent over her and slowly undid her blouse and then sat her up and undressed her to the waist. Then with her lying on her back again he straightened up and looked down at her and as he peeled his shirt off told her, "You are so sexy and desirable Janet. I wish I had the strength to just undress you and stare at you but I'm too weak for that. To selfish maybe because I want you so much. He coaxed her shorts down and then her panties and then eased them past her ankles and feet before bending down and kissing her mound. Then straightening up again he peeled his shorts off and then his underwear and she watched him as he stood there with his hand on his hard cock and stroked it a couple of times as a tease before lying next to her.

They came together like two strong magnets and kissed and explored each other as they tried to make themselves wait, but for Dennis this was the realization of a dream he had held for a very long time. To him it seemed like it was just a second later that he was sliding into her and she was moaning and begging him to make love to her as her legs went wide for him. In mere seconds Janet knew she would never regret what she was doing. She knew that she would never be the same again. Dennis was right, she was vital and still in the prime of her life. She was more wet than she thought possible and more excited than she could ever remember being. She could feel a climax building and she was ready because she knew that with Dennis that wasn't going to be the end of their evening but rather the beginning.

Dennis looked down at her and watched her breasts bounce like they were alive as he hammered into her. He saw her staring wide eyed into his eyes as her climax neared. He watched her as she was overtaken by her orgasm and her face flushed red as she held her breath. Her orgasm was taking her away for a brief moment but her eyes never closed. She never lost her connection with him as he pounded into her and her orgasm seemed to live on and on until it finally released its hold on her.

He slowed his pace until he was barely moving but his cock was still hard and still slowly easing into her wet and tender pussy. When he was as deep as he could go he lay over her and they kissed and caught their breath and whispered sweet words to each other. She felt his hardness in her and it was hard for either of them to hold still but they rested and savored the moment. Their lovemaking went on as they tried different positions and he filled her with his offering. He softened slightly but it wasn't long before she used her mouth and brought him back to life and their lovemaking continued until they had truly tasted every inch of each other and made love until they couldn't move. And then uncovered and naked they slept. 

Dennis woke in the morning and used the bathroom and started the coffee and then went back and lay next to Janet. She was sleeping on her side and he just watched her. Yes she did have the beginnings of crows feet at the corners of her eyes and yes her breasts weren't as firm as some women he had been with, but he could remember no woman that could ever be more impressive at lovemaking than she was. He could remember no woman that ever showed as much passion as Janet had and certainly no woman had ever demonstrated such deep emotion than she had. Janet was everything he ever thought she might be and much more. So much more that it almost scared him.

Chapter Six

Dennis was back in the kitchen sipping coffee when she appeared. She was disheveled and wrinkled from the pillow case but she was smiling and very comfortable to be naked in front of him even in the bright light of the morning sun. Dennis turned and held out his arms to her and she sat on his leg. He pulled her back and kissed her and said, "Morning beautiful."

"Morning handsome."

"Sleep okay?"

"It was a wonderful sleep. I woke once during the night and looked at you sleeping and almost started something even then...even after all that we shared."

He kissed her again said, "I don't think I would have been much good for you at that point but I like knowing that you had those thoughts. Then he asked her, "Hungry?"

"I don't think so." She got up and poured coffee for herself and topped his off before sitting down next to him. "Do we need to talk about what happened?"

"I don't know, do we? You mean as in regrets?"

"Yes."

"Not one...no I take that back I wish we would have made love before this but that's in the past. I do have one thing I want to say."

"Okay."

"I think you are the sexiest most alive and most wonderful woman I've ever known. You are an absolute tiger in bed."

She smiled and said, "So are you. Not only do I love you I adore your cock."

"Then I think we better spend the rest of the week together here or at your place."

"I even feel the flu coming on so I'll likely have to call in sick."

"If we do this right we'll end up being too sore and tired to worry about anything beyond about Thursday."

"You just may be right lover."

It was just after nine o'clock when Dennis got the call he'd been waiting for. After he hung up he went to Janet and told her, "I think I have a job."

"That's wonderful news."

"But it's for their operation in Tipton, Georgia." 

Her smile disappeared as the told him, "That's not fair. Not now, not so soon. I don't want you to leave, not yet."

"I have to go talk to them this afternoon and go through the details. I didn't even know the opening was for down there and I don't want to leave you either. We've just discovered each other."

"When do you think this might happen?"

"I can only guess but I'd think in the next week or so."

"Damn." It was good that he had a job and he could get on with his life. It was good that they would be forced to stop their affair but at the moment that wasn't how they were seeing things.

Mark called Dennis later and said, "I'm taking a break and wanted to see if you heard about your job."

"I think I got it. They called this morning and I'm going in to talk to them later. Janet and I are sitting at the table talking about it in fact."

"Is that right. I suppose she's in shorts and sexy halter top as usual."

Dennis looked over at naked Janet and said, "No this time she's not dressed. I mean that way."

"Tell her I said hi."

"I'll do that Dad and thanks for calling." After hanging up he walked over to her and said, "Dad says hi and that I'm supposed to give you a kiss from him."

"He didn't say that did he?"

He kissed her and then said, "I guess you'll just have to ask him when the time is right."

Dennis had his meeting and then went home and told Janet, "Well I got the job and I leave here next Monday morning."

"I knew you would. I did a lot of thinking while you were gone and as much as it hurts me knowing that you're leaving it's for the best. If you stayed here we'd still have to stop seeing each other. Even with you out of town it's going to be hard to be away from you but if you stayed home it would be nearly impossible." 




Irish Creme



"I know you're right, but I was trying very hard not to think about that and I want us to be together for as long as we can be." Their lovemaking continued right up until Friday noon. Leo was due to fly in just after noon and would likely be home by one thirty and Mark was expected home by five or six o'clock. 

He walked her home and they stood in her kitchen and kissed again as tears slipped down her cheeks. She smiled and told him, "Now don't say anything about me crying, I just can't help it. I'm going to miss you so much."

"I'll miss you too love. Will you be okay...I mean with Leo and all?"

"I'll be okay. Dennis...Leo has been unfaithful to me two times that I know of so my conscience isn't exactly tearing me up. I'm sure there were other times for him that I don't know about. Will you call me or write me?"

"You know I will and if you see Dad outside go over and talk to him okay?"

"I have to because I want to find out about that kiss. She smiled then and said, "Tell Mark I said hi but don't kiss him for me okay?

He smiled and said, "I'll tell him." He backed toward the door and with one last smile he backed through the door and went home to wait for his dad to get home. 

Chapter Seven

Dennis heard a car door slam so he looked out the window and watched in disbelief as Leo and the woman driver shared a long kiss before he picked up his bag and went inside as the car drove away. Even though there was sixty feet of distance between the houses he could hear Janet tear into Leo through his open window. He couldn't make out all of the words but he picked up enough to have the general gist of the conversation. She called him an asshole and ripped into him about never even going to New York at all. She accused him of being with that woman the whole time and then he said, "You don't know what you're talking about."

Janet said something else and then he heard, "And I'm so certain of your ongoing infidelities I had a week long affair too. My first one but don't be surprised if it's not my last one and guess what? The sex was almost non stop and was incredible...awesome in fact and I kept up with him all the way. You have no idea of how to treat me or of the great sex you could have had with me had you kept your puny pecker in your pants. " He heard Leo explode and then Janet laughed at him. More words were exchanged and it sounded like she was following him through the house as she continued to tear him apart. Their voices faded to the point that he could no longer understand them but every so often a voice would be raised and he'd hear loud mumbles again. About half an hour later he heard a car and it was Leo backing out of the garage and then squealed his tires as he roared off down the street.

Dennis called her right away and asked her, "You okay hon?"

She sniffed and said, "I'm okay. Could you hear us clear over there?"

"Some of it. Is he coming back?"

"I don't know and I don't care anymore. He sure didn't expect me to be home."

"Janet don't burn bridges behind you okay?"

"I didn't burn the bridges, Leo did. Okay so I was unfaithful but he didn't know that and there he was screwing that...that slut for the whole week. Damn it Dennis I told you about him being unfaithful again and again and I always forgave him. Well not this time. Being with you has reminded me that I don't have to whine and grovel and put up with him. I know that I have something to offer a man that will care for me and love me. I'm not so old after all and I want to enjoy all the things women my age can and should be enjoying."

"I wish I could be here for you in the coming weeks and not clear down in Tipton. I'll call you in a couple of weeks and see how you're getting along."

"Thanks, I'll look forward to hearing from you."

"If you're sure you're okay then."

"I will be. Just having him out of the house helps a lot. Thanks for calling."

"You're welcome, bye."

When Mark got home the two men sat in the living room, and Dennis listened as Mark told him about the seminar and some of the places he went with a couple of other guys for entertainment. When Mark ran out of tales to tell, Dennis told him about Janet catching Leo with another woman again and about listening to her rip him apart before he left.

"Shit is she going to be okay?

"I called her and we talked about it and it sounded like she was doing pretty good."

"It sounds like you two have gotten closer since you've been home."

"We really have. We spent a lot of time together this week in fact. She's really an amazing woman...I mean for her age."

"He smiled and said, "Yeah for her age. We both know you studied her tits and ass as much as you could."

Dennis smiled and said, "I sure did. Can you believe that? I'm twenty five and I have the hots for a woman almost forty."

A good looking and sexy woman is a good looking and sexy woman no matter her age."

"So you've studied her too."

"Hell yes, I'm not dead yet. I'm only six years older than she is in fact."

"I know. If you see her outside would you talk to her and make sure she's okay? Maybe invite her over for coffee? I do worry about her now what with the Leo disaster happening."

"I'll try to catch her or call her."

The weekend seemed to fly by for Dennis, and Monday morning with his worldly goods packed in his car he headed south to start his new career and find a place to live.

As soon as he got home Monday night Mark checked but Janet wasn't outside so he called her. "Hi, Dennis told me you had a pretty rotten time of it Friday, you doing okay?"

"I'm doing okay Mark. In fact in some ways I'm doing better than you can imagine."

"Got time for coffee and conversation? I just made fresh."

"I'd love some."

"Great, see you in a few minutes." When she got there he did his best to behave but his eyes managed to fully survey her legs and ass in her nice white shorts and her breasts in her sexy halter top. As he sat down across from her he smiled and said, "I don't know what's happened but I have to tell you, I think you look younger, prettier and sexier than I've ever seen you."

"Thank you Mark. It's amazing what a change in my life has done for me. Dennis looked out for me the whole week and saw that I didn't want for anything."

"I don't blame him a bit." 

"You and Dennis are so very much alike."

"That's what I've been told."

"Have you ever been to Maxwell's for dinner Mark?"

"I have and I love that place. Could I talk you into going out there with me after while?"

"I'd love it."

"Let's make an evening of it and not come home until we have to."

"I love how you think Mark. Like father like son."

"What was that Janet?"

"Oh nothing, I was just remembering something very special that happened to me recently. 

"Janet would you like something extra in your coffee?"

She smiled and looking at him asked less than innocently, "What did you have in mind?"

"How about some Irish crème?"

"I'd love some Mark."

The End.



Irish Creme & Orange Marmalade



The story I'm about to relate happened to me beginning about eight months ago. It was a time of great distress and turmoil, in my life. I will be brief as to the circumstances or sequence of events that befell me. I am a lady of great discernment and prestige with a family owned business in the State of Florida. I am not of great wealth but there was a time when my Grandfather owned the orange grove which he built from the ground with one orange tree, and several seedlings, to make a very comfortable living for our family. Since then, we have had to battle many factions of difficulty in our lives. Now it was up to me to keep the orange grove business for our family afloat.

I am Rebecca Sarah Virginia Price. I used to get teased all through school because of the initials R.S.V.P. all of the time from the young boys in school who would find out later just how hard it was to get an invite. All of that changed with my first failure at my attempts in marriage. 

I am twenty seven years old and have been called a ruthless competitor in the orange grove industry. I must say that even though I am somewhat young, I am never the less, a very wise business lady. However, my love life as you can imagine, was somewhat dismal. Oh, I would date several different men letting them talk me out of my panties for what had eluded me most, my first orgasm. Funny as it was, that I had been married for several years and even dated the most popular men in the small town we lived in but they didn't have the drive or desire to make me theirs, in the orgasmic sense. I never knew why? 

I was considered very beautiful because of my tanned body working in the orange grove in the Florida sun. I had silky soft light brown hair with green eyes, a small but pouty mouth, light dimples to each cheek when I smiled, and as my friend Sarah put it, a figure to die for. I was only one hundred thirty one pounds on a five four frame. I was considered voluptuous by the last man I was with, who immensely loved my thirty four double D-cup sized breasts. I thought he might be the one who broke the curse of never having an orgasm but he was way to excitable and finished way too fast, before I could even get started. The truth of the matter, I figured, it would never happen at least not with a man. Sure, I could get myself off, whenever I masturbated, but I needed a real live man to have me and do me perfect. I would do anything to have that.

One day Sarah was helping me with breakfast at the diner we have on the family owned get away and resort restaurant, I owned as well. Sarah had been my friend since school. We were not like boss to employee speaking because our relationship was too sisterly. I had sat down to an orange marmalade on toast with coffee and Irish crème which is the only way I'd drink my morning coffee. I needed my Irish crème to satisfy my palate. 

Sarah giggled at me then said, "You know honey, the reason you have such poor luck is because you want to be in control of everything. You never let yourself go. You never relax letting the man take the lead. I truly feel sorry for all those sots who tried to woo you into bed. Hell, after they accomplished that goal, they had to penetrate a fortress of armor, just to be able to get you off. They never had a chance to soften the outer layer. Besides, you always want to be, too much of a control freak."

Sarah sat down across from me and she was a stunning lady in her own right. Sarah is only five-two with blonde hair and deep blue eyes, smooth skin with a smallish kissable mouth and shapely lips. Sarah was about one hundred forty pounds but this made her look chunky. Sarah had more muscle than fat because she would workout at the gym everyday with her trainer Mark. I say she is a complete knockout. Sarah was only a year younger than I was and graduated with my same class. She was very smart during school so, I at times, am able to let her manage the inn, along with the cabins we have on the eleven hundred acre orange grove during the prime vacation season. 

I smiled at Sarah stating, "Sarah, there are certain requirements I need from a man and if he meets all of them, then I'll know that I met the right one. First, he has to love Irish crème in his coffee and orange marmalade on toast. Then he must wash his face every morning with a wash rag the way Grandfather used too. Lastly he has to be an exquisite sexually, a capable man that can make me forget my entire existence, up until now. If I meet this man, then I'll know he's my soul mate. I would wed him living orgasm happy for the rest of my life. Now, I know that this would be utterly impossible for these things to happen unless, there is some centrifugal force at the peak of the Universe controlling everything or perhaps God."

Sarah stared at me with a blank look while she was putting the butter on her dollar sized pancakes, a little dab on each one. Then I watched as she poured the syrup on a specific side of her plate away from her bacon and sausage. Sarah then cut the smallish pancakes into neat little triangles. I was merely observing her reaction to what I had just stated. I knew the God thing would get her dander up because she believed in God controlling all things, to include my orgasms as was evident in her next statement. 

Sarah took a bite of a tiny triangle piece of pancake, dipped ever so lightly in the syrup, which I didn't know if she had anything even on it. I watched her chew for about six or seven chews then she said, "You see that there, is why you'll never have an orgasm Becca, you fail believing in the Almighty. I bet you one thing though God's going to make a believer out of you when you meet this mystery man of yours. I believe he's right around the corner. He will be God's mighty sword that will knock down the walls of Jericho or in this case Becca Price."

I watched as she giggled covering her mouth which I thought was adorable then she said, "Becca, I believe in the power of prayer and I'm going to pray for you that you will meet your mighty cocks-man. Why not the bible says that you can ask God for anything?" I watched as Sarah laughed wanting for God to help with my sex life. Now I don't know if she really prayed but later on that night we were having a girl's night out and WOW! I met the dinger the best of the best ever. 

He wasn't remarkably handsome or tall but he was from Ireland the old country here on some business. He had brown hair, blue eyes, spoke with a wonderful Irish accent, and had a nice juicy fat eight inch cock for me that I say was magic. 

I was on my second orgasm as he was fucking into and out of me like a champion stud gone crazy. I felt heat, fire, sweat, a sense of falling yet I was lying down. The absolute tingle down there as it built up like pressure as if I was about to pee but it wasn't pee believe me. It would build and build, the intensity of every nerve ending coming alive in my satisfied pussy. 

Oh, now I understood what Sarah was saying to me a long time ago. She said, "When it does happen it is a feeling of complete utter insanity, then quaking, and lastly you couldn't run or move even if someone said a bear just crashed into the room." I couldn't help myself as I giggled about what crazy Sarah had said, while the guest between my outstretched legs was making my pussy into his personal playground and I by no means minded. 

I felt each thrust of his hips as he entered and divided my sweetness. I was reaching with my nails rubbing his rib cage lightly stroking as he penetrated me over and over again. I was as they say completely relaxed letting him take me to even greater heights of pleasure if it were at all possible. He had a pure thoroughbred feel to his breathing and movement. I was championed by him as he continued sliding in and out thrusting upwards with each stroke expertly hitting my clitoris for maximum pleasure. 

I again felt the tingles continuing with more voracity than before. My breathing was intense and my hair was matted from the sweat on the back of my neck. It was to my delight that I was totally his. I felt the wetness increasing with each inward stroke to puddle under my ass. Our souls were mixing in the pleasure of the ecstasy we gave one another. I then felt the third orgasm gush as every muscle tensed to an extreme contortion as I gripped my lover's sides bearing into him with an intense grip. My legs which were uncontrollable wrapped themselves around his hips for his maximum depth inside my body. I screamed but it was a scream of immense joy and then laughter took over as I couldn't believe the feelings this man caused in me. I felt my lover, Robert Parker, tense then let loose finally his sperm into my ever exhausted body. Delightfully squirt after squirt released mixing our deluge as one massive orgasm clamor. He then slid himself off my wasted body and his magical cock fell out of my pussy. He lay beside me then said, "That was spot on, if I must say so me self." 

I giggled at his way of telling me how terrific he felt and I said, "Oh yeah, it was perfect alright." He looked at me as if noticing my beauty for the first time since we decided to have sex. Robert leaned in close sucking my nipple into his hot, moist, mouth using his expert tongue to dance little circles around and around my areola. This sent shivers throughout my already highly intense nerve ending because of the orgasms I had just had. I was so euphoric that my every nerve was alive. I was felt so aware, almost too giddy or girlish for words.

I reached over kissing him full on the mouth when he finally quit pleasuring my breast and decided to stay until the morning. I couldn't, for the life of me, remember what it was I was supposed to do in the morning because my lover had made me completely forget about everything. The feeling was glorious. Suddenly, nothing mattered to my neat little life. I was completely in a dazed state of the afterglow effect of sex and orgasmic satisfaction. I was truly lost in the moment and for the first time in my life I didn't care what my sex partner thought of me. I was willing to be his totally. 

I began to slowly, ever slowly, slide down his chest letting my hair cascade down his lean body, as I kissed my way down toward his beautiful cock. I wanted to please the man because he gave me so much pleasure and I wanted to make this memorable. I licked, kissed, and sucked my way down his flat torso, rib cage, and lower pubic area until I found that beautiful semi-erect circumcised cock. I then softly, gently, licked it, and then sucked it into my hot, wet, mouth encircling my tongue around the shaft while I heard him gasp in amazement. 

I was good at this because when young guys wanted more and I was trying to keep my virginity I did this for them to forget the act of deflowering me. I became quite the expert little cocksucker and didn't mind at all keeping my virginity for my wedding night which turned out to be a complete bust. Little did I know, that my wedding night would turn out the way it did, though. 

I now had my newfound lover's full attention, much pun intended. I began a faster paced sucking and swirling of my tongue. I overheard him once more gasp as he gripped my head with both palms gently. I felt his hips move upwards thrusting into my open mouth hard. I accepted his thrusts with my own downward motion. I kept pace with his thrusting and then began a new sucking twist to my blowjob as I put a stronger suction to each stroke. 

He now grabbed my head anew with a gripping of my hair which I thoroughly enjoyed. It wasn't rough, mind you, a mere wrapping up of my locks into his hands, so as to hold on. It was pleasantly surprising to know I still had this effect when doing this favor for my lover's. I now sensed his urgency building as he began thrusting upwards even more vigorously than before. I allowed my head to sway up and down like it was a bobble head doll on a pendulum. I felt the first squirt hit the back of my throat as my lover moaned loudly and loosened his grip, lying back, as if dead. 

I watched his expression of pure satisfaction while he lay back on the pillow with his arms relaxed, outstretched. I then when my deed was completed slid up beside him snuggling up on his chest almost as if I were a kitty cat somehow without the purr. I rolled my head nicely on his shoulder then whispered, "That relaxed feeling you're feeling right now, is how I felt the entire evening with the way you made love to me." I wasn't being vulnerable just speaking plain truth to my lover. He was magnificent. I then curled up and went into a deep uncaring sleep.

It wasn't until I got up the next morning, that I was watching him wash off in the sink with a wash cloth his face and neck, that I thought of Sarah and her prayer. I began chuckling thinking maybe you are real as I looked upwards at the ceiling. I can't remember what it was Robert said but then he got me moving. 

Robert said, "Oh me love, I would like to be with you another round but I be late for me meeting. I was supposed to be there an hour ago. You can leave your number with the chambermaid and I shall give ye a ring on the tele if it isn't too much a bother? I had a wonderful moment with you and do not wish it to end in this fashion, love."

I too recalled an important meeting and looked at the clock stating, "Oh gosh, is that the time? I have got to go, I'm late too. I began picking up all my clothes never expecting to see this stranger again and then my heart began aching. I was for the first time in my life satisfied to the extent that I wanted to cancel the meeting. I had to stay here with the only man to give me what I needed. I forced myself to get dressed then I drove like a maniac to the orange grove. I leaped from the car and rushed upstairs for the shower. 

Sarah was there waiting in the driveway with a panic on her face as she said, "Becca, where have you been the lawyers are waiting for you and the other man to get here?"

I then shouted as I ran upstairs for my shower, "It was a very great night Sarah, Orgasmic!" 

I watched her expression turn from worry to delight as she said, "Oh really, well then those sots can wait, can't they then? I want details when we have time later."

With a wave of the hand I dismissed my friend and she never the less went into the meeting room to stall some more and announcing my arrival, no doubt. 

Fifteen minutes later, I was waiting in the same room apologizing to the lawyers stating that something pressing came up and I had to take care of it immediately. This made Sarah snicker and I kicked her in the chin for her trouble. The other lawyer was from the old country of Ireland and he was awaiting his counterpart when in walked, Robert Parker, from last night. I noticed on the broacher that the name was Robert Samuel Vincent Parker or R.S.V.P. Just like my name but I believed this man to be a mere delivery boy for the true owner of Irish Crème the company we were to talk about this morning. 

The waitress brought over my morning toast with orange marmalade and a nice hot cup of coffee with Irish crème. Robert was carrying an attaché case. He sat offering his apologies for his delay when he looked up noticing me. He was astounded believing that I somehow seduced him because of this meeting and that Sarah was in fact me the owner. I was just a strumpet to doodle for the right agreement. I was quite surprised to see him there also. I thought he was merely a messenger boy from Ireland with a message for me. 

Then Robert surprised me ordering a cup of coffee with Irish crème and toast with orange marmalade from our farm. Precisely, what I was eating. He looked across at me then said, "She can leave these proceedings so we may begin." He indicated me and I lost my cool.

I exploded with, "Now just you wait a minute, Mr. Parker! I will not tolerate rudeness from you in my place. I own this entire eleven hundred acre grove. So, just because I made a mistake last night fucking a messenger boy, I won't tolerate that same messenger boy, ordering me around like a whore in my abode!"

He now became angry as hell also saying, "Messenger boy! Messenger boy my arse! I be the owner of Irish Crème my sweet flower! All ye had to do was come to the meeting. You not have to seduce me like a common wench last night! Our two families have done business with one another for three decades now. I felt you were important enough to know that we can no longer do business because me company is going belly up like a wounded fish, dear. I love Irish Crème with me morning toast with orange marmalade from nowhere but this grove. You are the last and most important to me so I, Robert Samuel Vincent Parker, came me self to tell ye in the flesh."

Both Lawyers were so embarrassed that they stood immediately trying to calm things down. Sarah was laughing as if this was comedy relief, and the waitress all but stopped in her tracks with Mr. Robert's tray of coffee Irish crème and the toast with the orange marmalade until I nodded for her to serve him. Brenda was an old timer with a sense of pride so she wouldn't hold her tongue even if it meant that God himself would strike her dead. Brenda placed the coffee down with a huff then said, "Common wench my arse indeed!" She said this using the Ireland accent which made Sarah bust out laughing once more uncontrollably. I guess if the incident happened to her I would be the one in stitches because it was hilarious but not when everything happened at once. 

With calm restored I asked, "Well, Mr. Irish crème, what will it take to ensure that our two families will continue to do business together? Give me the entire amount if you're in the red. I cannot see such a valuable commodity go to waste. I have to have Irish Crème every morning with my coffee, along with my toast with orange marmalade."

Robert surprised raised his eyebrows then said, "I have the same palate as you. I need them both or my day is for not." 

I looked over my shoulder at Sarah who was astounded at this new revelation and she said, "See I told you, God answer's prayers." 

That night I found the man of my dreams. I was being made love to with the most exquisite fashion as I was on the verge of my fourth glorious orgasm. I found out he was a great soccer player and this is why he was so lean. It is also why he could last and last, until I got the goody out of his cock. I felt like I was falling even though I was lying down. I felt the sweet release after convulsions rocked my every sense. I saw bright lights exploding behind each eyelid if I closed my eyes. The orgasms this man made me feel were extraordinary. I knew I was in love with all of him.

The very next morning I watched as he washed his face again with a soapy wash rag to include behind his ears, making mountains of bubbles. He looked to be a bubble bearded Irishman and I laughed. I felt the giddiness of a loved woman. I felt the perfect lover couldn't have been ordered for me. I had no idea if it was the aligning of the planets or some mystery creator but I understood my feelings.

That morning Robert and I walked between the Orange groves through to the middle of them hand in hand. The sound of the pollinating bees, the fresh smell of the orange blossoms, the warm summer breeze, and the gentleness of his gate had my insides twisted in knots. I had no idea why this man was feeling so perfect and I waited for him to say he was married or truly gay, something. My disappointment never came. In that very Orange grove I watched as my Robert kneeled down on one knee and asked for my hand in marriage. I was not disillusioned knowing how hard I tried the previous marriage in failure so I explained myself. 

Robert simply took my hand and walked me over to the various picnic tables we have scattered about the orchard. He lifted me up onto one then removed my shorts kneeling down but this time he devoured me through my cotton bikini panties using his tongue making it stiff while stuffing the crotch of my panties which were bright red inside my labia. Oh God, how intensely sexy my Robert was. He then licked, sucked and devoured me through my panties before using his teeth to remove them.




Irish Creme & Orange Marmalade



I gasped looking around nervously at first but then throwing caution to the wind and enjoying every feeling I felt I deserved for my twenty seven year drought. I was whimpering, gripping the back of his head and neck, while opening my legs for him draping them over his shoulders. Robert's devil of a tongue danced and darted circling my clitoris again and again as I arched my back screaming with delight. 

The abandonment, the freeness I felt was oh so, perfect as Robert continued his onslaught causing my body to convulse and my love button to throb once again. The heat oh my, the heat of a constant match being placed on the inside as the effects of the orgasm begins to manifest itself into being. Then your lover begins to softly gently pull with his lips sucking the throbbing little devil of a knob causing your hips to thrust upwards and your legs to shake. You curse your body because it will not just release and let go as it hangs on as if it will to the very pleasure you seek. It is then that your lover begins the softest technique of them all a fluttering if you will and your smidgen of dignity is lost because you yell and announce the orgasm by the pulling of his hair your thighs wrap tightly around his handsome face as every muscle is corded tense. Then the deluge of pussy juices strikes his face with a barrage of splattering. I looked at Robert embarrassed because of my liquid abandon and he laughed.

I then said with a rasping voice as I didn't realize how loud I had become almost losing my voice from the past night and this morning, "Please fuck me. Don't say a word. Just fuck me good."

Robert got up taking his nice fat cock head placing it at my entrance and then sweetly with an almost teasing notion began just giving me a little at a time until about the tenth stroke he was deep pounding me. He was fucking my pussy so good, hard, and ramming into me again and again. The pace was exquisite as he continued fucking in and out, faster and faster. My eyes were closing and I was truly in my happiest frame of mind when I felt Robert begin to lose control which I thought odd so soon as he could truly last a long time. I felt Robert however, stiffen and shoot inside me again and again. He then laughed embarrassed then he said, "Wow, so fucking intense. You are the hottest fuck in my life lass." 

Like I said, we were able to keep both companies afloat as I was able to loan his company the necessary money to keep them from going under at the time. We together decided not to split the Irish Crème and Orange Marmalade duo. We are to be wed in a week. I for one cannot wait to taste more of the Irish Crème, yeah much pun intended.

The end