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Unsuspecting Trophy

By: Curiouswatcher



My day started off just like every other dull, boring day I have had since my divorce. Days filled with work, getting my youngest son out the door for his final days of the school year. *My oldest had gone with my ex after the divorce, deciding that I would no longer be willing to put up with a 20 year old bum hanging around "my" house. My youngest only had a few more months before he too graduated high school. Unlike his older brother, Tim actually had plans to get out and see the world. He had already been accepted to a nearby university, and was planning on attending soon after the summer break. I could hardly believe that they had grown up so differently. Jules was the brooding artistic type, while Tim had his feet planted more firmly on terra firma. He was pursuing an engineering career after working for a local firm on the weekends. Both had their own little quirks, but Tim seemed to be more in touch with how things worked, where-as, Jules was the spoiled one who thought the world owed him something for existing! Thanks to my ex's spoiling him all his life, he had no grasp of reality. The two of them were perfectly matched in their shared world of delusions.

She was an art consultant with the city, and her main job was to verify and purchase artwork for the town's "Better Image" society. What a bunch of rubbish! She was just a spoiled rich girl, who spent Daddy's money, and also had no real grasp of what reality was. She was now in her early forties, and had let both nature and child-bearing ruin the woman I had so desired all those years ago. Now more of a prude than any woman I have ever laid eyes on, she had put aside any cares for personal gratification, but instead wanted to be the center of attention for what she could do, and how she could impress everyone with her Daddy's money. A real bitch! Anything of the woman I had once known was long gone by the time the boys hit High School age, and we both agreed that the marriage was now just a sham. With her Daddy's money, she neither wanted, nor needed a husband that didn't see things her way, or still had, as she called them "gutter needs"! 

Like I said, a real bitch.

I took my half of the settlement we had agreed to, and moved out. I found a small, but posh, condo a few miles from the construction outfit I did work for as a consultant. And for the first time in nearly thirty years, found I enjoyed the freedom of finally being alone. Tim used the closeness of his school to explain to his mother why he wanted to stay with me, instead of in the museum of a house she occupied with Jules. It was cool to know that at least one of the people in my life actually preferred my company! Although as a horny teenager, he rarely spent more than a few hours hanging out with his old man, it was cool to have him around. He was more like me than even he cared to admit, but even his mother knew when it came down to it, he was more my son, than he ever was hers!

I marveled at the amount of girls he brought by to "hang out" with, and wondered how long it would be, before some Dad was knocking on the door? Tim was a smart kid, and at eighteen, I tried not to pry too much into his private life. There had been more than enough of that bullshit living with the hag! We agreed that he could do whatever he wanted, within reason, so long as he knew what consequences would ensue if he "slipped up"! Tim swore to me that after seeing all the hell his mother had put me through over the years, he fully understood not rushing into anything. Besides, he wanted a career of his own and his own place, long before he settled down. Good thinking for a kid his age.

So, here I was, a newly divorced man in my early fifties trying to start over for the first time in a few decades, with no clue as to what my future had in store. Great! I had managed to retain some measure of my youth, by constantly riding a mountain bike (to relieve my stress levels). Not getting any tending to keep that at a fever pitch. Now I'll admit to "straying" from time to time with ladies who knew the cost of privacy; and for a price, kept it that way. But call girls, and one night stands weren't really my thing, and so they got fewer and farther between over the years. I had simply given up on any recognizable sex life. What was the point, if it would cost me everything I had?

Tim was off for Spring Break with a bunch of his buddies from school. I had gotten him a room near the beach and set him up with a fair sized bank account for the trip. His mother had nearly had apoplexy when she found this out. (Any little way I could get my digs in was a reason to smile), in my opinion. I finally had the place to myself and had no plans to change that while he was gone. Silence was something I had not had in years and it was something I looked forward to immensely! I bought a bottle of Patron, a few limes, and a small pizza. All things my ex would have given me a long speech over as to what it would do to me. I have to admit, had it not been for her constant bitching, I would probably be a six hundred pound alcoholic by now, but as it was, Tim and I could still wear the same shirts, and jackets, and even wore the same sized shoes. I was just shy of six foot- 235 lbs, while he was about six two, and about the same. But other than that, we were in about the same shape. Of course at fifty three, I could not claim to have the stamina the boy apparently had. The sounds coming from his room told me the boy had a real talent with the ladies! Good for him! Although I never remember seeing one around more than once or twice, again, "good for him"! Variety is the spice of life for a young man anyway! And with the exception of now solidly graying hair, and even whiter stubble, I could still pass for a man ten years younger when I cleaned up!

With the house empty and the third shot already warming my stomach, I decided to just relax and put on some tunes. I cranked up my version of music, late 70's/early 80's rock. Yeah I know, showing my age again. But I just wasn't into the thumping heavy metal, or pop tunes my son seemed to favor. I was just getting ready to hit my fourth shot when an old REO tune came on that put me in a better mood. Time for me to fly! Perfect! I grabbed my bass, plugged in to my amp, and attempted to keep up. I was just a plunker, but I had picked one up just because I could. I had really wanted to learn to play, even after the guy at the guitar center cracked up laughing when I told him as much. Oh well. I never said I'd be any good at it, but why shouldn't I still have dreams? 

I was just finishing up when I heard the doorbell ring. WTF? Can't a guy get a break?

I trudged to the door wearing only my lounge pants, my son called them my "Dad Pajamas". "Fuck it", I thought, "Let whoever it is find out I don't give a rats ass about what I look like in my own house! I pulled open the door to find one of my son's girlfriends. She looked like she was in bad shape! "Hey Mr. K" she whispered. "I know Tim's at his place at the beach, but I really had nowhere else to go!"

Now Kelly was a stunning young lady, she would have been the reason for many a wet sheet in my younger days. She was about five foot two, with dark black hair that came down to nearly her ass. She always wore it in a braided ponytail, so it showed of her perfectly shaped body. I'd like to say she was a goddess (that would be in my opinion), but guys these days tended to look for more phony shapes. She worked out, obviously, from the muscular thighs, and small breasts she barely had. She had the face of an elf, she had big brown eyes, and a pouting tiny mouth. Kelly was a gymnast, she was trying out for her college team, in hopes of Olympic dreams, I had overheard! She was more timid around guys than most liked, so most guys would never notice this young mouse of a young lady. I had met her twice, when she had come over with a bunch of Tim's friends. She was so quiet, that I had barely even noticed her the first few hours she was there. She reminded me of those old depictions of fairies, or nymphs that used to show up in old books. She could seriously pass for a twelve year old girl, if not for something in her eyes that defined her as a woman.

"Hey Kelly", she pressed in close to the door, giving me a once over, and quickly smiling up at me. "Sure, come on in. I was just listening to some tunes and enjoying some libations!"

I turned down the tunes with the remote and headed to my bedroom to put on something a little more suitable for company. "Grab something from the fridge if you want, I'll be back in a few." I told her as I headed to get dressed.

As I hit the bedroom I thought, "Oh great, another fucked up night, dealing with drama!" It was as I looked into the mirror that I realized, my fly button was open, and I was sporting a rather obvious chub! WTF? I hadn't realized the thought of that tight little body of Kelly's had gotten me worked up that quick! I hope she hadn't seen anything! That would be all I need, being known as Tim's perverted Dad! Fuck!

I dressed quickly in my jeans and a white t-shirt, throwing cold water on my face, in hopes of getting myself composed before facing Kelly again. "Good one dumb-ass!" I said to my reflection. For some reason, I did a once over, checking my hair and teeth? Wtf was I thinking?

I made my way back to the living room and found Kelly sitting on the stool by my bass. She had laid her jacket on the floor and was sipping a shot of the Patron I had out. She looked up sheepishly and said, "I hope you don't mind, it was only a sip!"

Now I'm not one to condone underage drinking, but she looked like she could use the shot when she arrived.

"Nah, have at it." I said. "Just don't get any ideas about finishing it. That stuff will kick your ass!" We both cracked up laughing. She was apparently no stranger to drinking games!

Kelly tilted the glass back and slammed it back like a pro. She smiled and gave me the tequila shiver to show she understood just what she was doing. "Hmm I wondered? Maybe she wasn't as innocent as I had first thought?"

"What can I help you with Kel?" I asked taking the bottle from her and repeating her actions. This was now my fifth shot, and I was feeling no pain. I also could feel my dick warming up to the vision sitting before me.

Kelly smiled as I returned the tequila shiver. She visibly relaxed a little seeing I wouldn't scold her for drinking.

"I hate to intrude but, I called Tim and he said I could ask you about using his room for a couple days!" she muttered. "There was a fire in our apartment complex and the cops told us we had to find someplace to stay until we were allowed back in. And my parents are on vacation in Italy until the end of the month. I didn't want to, but you know how Tim is!" she looked at me and pouted.

I looked at her and immediately thought of all the things that were wrong with this idea, but my mouth said "Sure Kel, no problem!" At which point my cock also responded to the possibilities. I turned to head for the kitchen to cover up my reaction, and to put some space between me and this adorable young lady.

"Hey Mr. K, is it ok if I jump in the shower? My clothes stink like smoke, and I didn't have a chance to grab much before they booted us out!" She said showing me the tiny plastic bag she held by her side.

"Yeah sure Kel. There's towels in the closet by Tim's bathroom, and if you need anything, we can always go get you something tomorrow. But for tonight, there should be something in one of the closets you can use until then." I pointed her in the direction of his room. "Feel free to grab whatever you like!"

I watched as she made her way down the hall, her tight ass moved nicely in the jeans she had squeezed into. I couldn't help but wonder what she looked like under those clothes? "Jeez!" I thought to myself, "How the hell could I honestly be thinking about a kid her age in that way?"

I made myself busy rewarming the pizza, and trying desperately to get my raging cock under control. I did not want her thinking I was some kind of perv. The bulge I was sporting was not going away anytime soon though. "Dammit" I thought laughing at my present situation. I heard the water in the shower turn on and my liquored imagination went into overdrive! 

Now I am by no means porn star material, but I do hit both sides and have hit bottom on more than a few occasions with the women I've been with over the years, if you get my meaning? But at fifty three, the idea of a gorgeous young thing like Kelly even thinking of me that way, was a fantasy of an old man! But hey, I was feeling no pain, and I could indulge my fantasies, in my own mind, if I wanted! Apparently I had done just that.

I was shocked out of my daydream by a giggle from the kitchen doorway. I turned to find Kelly standing there gawking at the, now raging hard-on tenting out my jeans painfully! She kept switching her eyes from mine to my obvious bulge.

"Mr.K." she giggled. "If I had to guess, were you thinking about me just now?" I just stood there like an idiot, not knowing what to do? I was caught, no denying that, and I had no other possible reason for what she was looking at.

"Umm, sorry Kelly, it's been a long time since I've had any contact with the fairer sex." I turned and made for the kitchen door. "You can't blame an old man for dreaming!" I snickered.

"Don't sweat it Mr. K!" she giggled. "I kind of like the fact that you think of me that way!" she said, still enjoying my embarrassment. It was only then that I noticed that she was just wearing one of my dress shirts, with the sleeves half rolled up, and a pair of socks. Her hair was also no longer in that drastic ponytail, and she looked much, much older than she had only moments before at my doorway.

"Holy shit Kelly!" I mumbled, trying not to rip out the front of my jeans at my discovery of her attire. "You are gorgeous, b-but far too young to be dressed like that around a stranger!" I was taking in every line of her tiny frame, backlit by the hallway light. Small, almost boyish figure, all in plain view for me to see. The shirt was nearly see through in that light. Needless to say, my rock hard cock agreed with my assessment.

"Mr. K it's ok, I'm twenty, not nine!" she giggled. "Besides, you look great too. All of my girlfriends agree you are the hottest Dad of all our friend's parents!" she smiled.

"Wh-what?" I mumbled, still trying to wrap my head around the vision in front of me. "You're twenty?"

"Yup" she giggled. "All grown up and everything Mr. K!" She was enjoying my discomfort now.

"St-still, you shouldn't be dressed like that around one of your friends parents Kel, what would people think?" I stammered.

"Geez, Mr. K!" she laughed. "Do you think I need to be worried about what people think of me? Most guys barely even see me!" she admitted shyly. "But if you want, I can return the shirt!" she started to undo the buttons down the front, obviously for the affect it was having on my cock!

I couldn't help but watch. Until somewhere in my addled brain a voice screamed at me to wake up! I walked over to her and held her arm, stopping her from going any further.

"Kelly, I appreciate the thought, but you are far too young for me; and a friend of Tim's. This wouldn't be right on so many levels!" I whispered hoarsely.

Kelly looked at me for a few seconds before she said, "Its ok Mr. K, no rush. I'll be here for a couple days, and I enjoy a challenge!" she cooed. She turned in the light of the hall, and I could see every curve of her body, and the small nubs of her tits standing out in the sheer fabric of my shirt. She was tiny, maybe B cups at most. But she had a knowing look in her eyes, of someone far older than the twenty year old I had let in my home less than an hour ago!

I finally got my composure, barely, and made my way back into the front room. Kelly was sitting on the sofa with her legs curled up under her. She munching happily on a slice of my pizza, and rocking back and forth to the sounds of Led Zeppelins "All of my love". I stared at the impish figure on the sofa and just shook my head. There was no way this little person could even begin to understand what it took to satisfy a man of my age! And who was I kidding thinking she really found me "hot", as she had put it.

"Um, Kelly" I stammered. "You're welcome to anything in the house. But I think we should talk about what just happened." I stuttered.

She looked over at me with an amused look of a woman far older. She put the pizza down, unfolded her legs from under her, giving me a glimpse of the treasure that was hidden beneath. I couldn't help but look. It had been years since I had seen any woman's pussy, beside that of my shrew of an ex-wife's! I was enjoying the view, even knowing how wrong it was to do so.

Kelly walked over to me, leaned up and planted a quick little kiss on my cheek, giggling and saying "When you're ready to admit you want me, I'll be here!" She literally skipped down the hall and disappeared into Tim's room, purposely staring back at me before she closed the door.

I felt the heat that tiny kiss felt like lava in my addled brain. The result was me standing there in awe of all the possibilities that awaited me, if I just admitted my own desires! Even my common sense angel was screaming at me to go after her! But instead, I put away everything, locked up the condo, and made my way to my bedroom. I was going to sleep this off, just so I didn't make a very big mistake, and blame it on booze!

As I drifted off, I wondered what the fuck I was doing here, alone. Too much Tequila, too long without the touch of a beautiful woman, and the thought of spending the rest of my life regretting a drunken mistake put me to sleep. 

*

I had bought a waterbed for the condo when I moved in. Yeah I know, a relic of the 70's. What can I say, I rebel in my own little ways to growing up. The taste of my hangover was like that of a mouth full of paste. The dull thud in the middle of my head reminded me that, I wasn't the drinker I was back in the day! Geez, what was I thinking last night? The warmness of the waterbed and the slow rock of the semi-wave mattress reminded me that I really needed to piss, bad. I jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom, when I heard a voice behind me say "Good morning sleepyhead!" My sphincter bunched up in a knot!

I spun around, only to find Kelly stretching out on the bed I had just left! My mind raced furiously trying to recall if I had had too much, and let things go too far last night? She still had on my shirt, and seemed unaffected by the fact that I was totally nude and with my mouth wide open. The urge in my bladder brought me back to reality as I sprinted for the toilet, before I pissed on my own floor!

After finishing my business, washing up, and grabbing a towel (my modesty now in full gear), I headed back into my bedroom. I was greeted by Kelly's bratty little smile, and a teasing wink.

"Oh, good morning Big Daddy!" She winked slyly. "Did you sleep well?" she said with that pouting mouth.

"B-b-big Daddy?" I stammered. "D-did we, um you know um uh do.....anything last night?" My brain tried desperately to remember. Everything after her little kiss goodnight seemed to be a blank. I was starting to get nervous. What the fuck had I done?

"Relax Mr. K "She giggled. "You're safe, for now! Nothing happened, I promise you. You did not "ravage me like the tramp I wanted to be last night!" she purred, using her fingers for air quotes "Tim's room smelled like ass and feet, and I tried to wake you up, but you were out cold. And your bed is so much warmer than his!" She cooed.

I gulped down hard. I stared at her like she was some kind of lunatic. "Are you crazy?" I yelled. "I damn near had a heart attack thinking of what I may have done to you! Are you trying to kill me?"


Unsuspecting Trophy Ch. 02



This is a continuation of a story I recently posted (Unsuspecting Trophy!), it parallels the other story line from another characters perspective. Eventually, all the stories I have planned, will blend into one continuous adventure, but due to the sheer volume of it, it only made sense for me to break it up into more manageable reads. I hope you enjoy all of my installments, as trying to keep them bottled up, has proven impossible. Although this does not fit into the same category as the other storyline; eventually the title of the series will make sense. My proof reader, and #1 critic (Smookie), told me to go ahead and get it down in print, as she too is looking forward to seeing where I go with this! So enjoy and, again, constructive criticism is always welcome!

Chapter 02: Revelations and Promises

Tim Kennett smiled at his luck. For his 18th birthday, his father had surprised him with one hell of a great present. His father had leased out a condo in the Keys for him and his crew for Spring Break! Not only that, but had also given him a credit card with a $10k spending limit! Not to end there, he had even let Tim use his Tundra for the trip! Sometimes his old man just amazed the shit out him! Tim had no idea what had caused his old man to be so generous, but since he and his mother had split up a year ago, they had gotten a lot closer. His "prima-donna" brother Jules had stayed with his Mommy, and Tim had been more than happy to get out of that nightmare! Tim was the younger of the two of them, but no one who saw them would believe that Jules was the older of the two.

Tim stood about 6'2", and was a fit 230lbs. He sported, what Dad called, a mop head of brown wavy hair, brown eyes, and a quick wit. Any subject could be turned into something funny, and often people just told him he was being a wise ass! But his small circle of friends was all the company that all of them ever needed. Dad called them "The Tribe". Tim really felt lucky to have the same set of friends over the past 6 yrs.! Wherever one was, the rest were usually not far behind, and they tended to keep it that way. They watched each other's back, kept each other from doing all the stupid shit a lot of the other people seemed to get involved in (drugs, booze, trouble), but still managed to have a good time, and end up in some dumb situations as a result.

The one thing that Tim's group did do, was experiment a lot with sex! Although Pops didn't know it, he was no slouch when it came to the ladies! His circle of friends included 6 guys, and 4 girls, himself included. Paul and Maggie were an on again- off again thing. They both liked to consider themselves god's gift to the opposite sex; and were occasionally the center of some lurid sex orgy, that one or both of them had cooked up. Maggie had managed to fuck every one of the guys in the group at least several times. And Paul, well he had definitely nailed 3 out of the 4 girls in the group, with the exception of Kelly! Kelly was a timid, mousey little thing. She had a great ass, and nice legs (she was a gymnast), but other than that, always kept herself covered from head to toe like a tom-boy, and somehow out of the action. She was the little sister of the group, and not even Paul attempted anything with her, in fear of getting his ass kicked by the rest of us! But she somehow always managed to have a ringside seat, whenever one of our little parties got going, even if she didn't participate! Looking back on it, Tim wondered if she was still a virgin. Oh well!

Back to the rest of "The Tribe". Janet was the golden haired girl that every guy wanted, but she had a thing for "Older guys" as she put it. She could often be seen trying to score some sugar-daddy at some event, only to come home later doing the walk of shame. She was model gorgeous, but dumb as a brick! She would often spend days crying on one of our shoulders, telling everyone what a fool she had been for thinking that "this one had been the one!" Only to repeat the same dumb shit later on down the line. Like I said, a complete train wreck, but one fantastic fuck!

Jerry and Michael were twins, not identical, but enough alike that they could pull off the "old switcheroo" as they called it, and make some poor girls night into an exhausting experience (as Janet had found out more than once). But in the end, they'd always fess up, and everybody would just shake their heads and laugh. Both were on the swim team, so were also in really great shape; as anyone who's watched the Olympics can attest. And at 6'4", they were hard to miss.

That leaves Geno, Ellen and Art. Now here was a story worthy of some detail. Geno and Art have been best friends since before any of us got together. Ellen has been girlfriend and lover, to both of them for just about as long as any of us can remember. Geno is Italian, we call him the Guido, while Art is from some Native American and Irish descent. At times the two of them fight like brothers, mostly over other girls, but other than that, nobody comes between them. Ellen, is of Asian and Italian descent, and is stunning in her own right, but a little on the thick side, both physically and mentally. Dark black hair, which she keeps short, and a giggly personality, that keeps every one guessing what the secret joke is? But she is very serious in bed, when it comes to having fun. She is loud and up front about what she wants, and how!

As I said before, we have a lot of fun together, and we want to keep it that way; so our circle remains rather small. We all agreed from the start, that jealousy among us, within our group would never work. We have all been in sexual situations where one or another has been with just about all of the girls in our group, sometimes more than one at a time. We keep what we do to ourselves, and any "New" person that tries to join us, usually doesn't last long, when they find out how we really are. I guess not everyone has an open mind about recreational sex! But hey, we're still young, and none of us is looking to settle down anytime soon!

I had been driving most of the way from our condo in Clearwater, when I told Paul to take over for a while. He had had his way with Maggie in the back seat for over an hour, as I had had to watch them through the rear-view; I wanted some relief, and Janet looked bored anyway. We switched places on the side of the road, as Janet jumped in the back with me, and Maggie stretched out in the front angling the mirror down so she could watch. Janet rolled her eyes, leaned over and pulled down my zipper. "I guess you'll be wanting the entire "No spit" package?" she said, as if bored. She didn't wait for my response, and just slid her mouth the entire way down my cock. 

Like I said, Janet is a great fuck! She is particularly good at giving head! She would, and has, stayed down on a guy through 2 orgasms, she loves sucking cock so much. I just leaned back to enjoy the rest of the ride!

"I'll give you five bucks, he doesn't make ten miles!" Maggie laughed from the front seat. She pushed her foot into Paul's lap attempting to get him aroused with her toes. Paul just rolled his eyes and concentrated on the road ahead, ignoring her. As I slid my fingers through Janet's golden hair she laughed, "Hell make that ten minutes!" As Janet began slurping and diving for gold. I don't know if she was trying to prove something, but Janet gargled around my cock, "I'll bet five mminuuuuutzzz!" she reached under and started to softly juggle my balls, as if to show she meant business!

I was in heaven! Janet's mouth felt like a wet glove sucking furiously on my dick. Her hand was caressing my nuts as if she were playing with two tender marbles. I was thinking that maybe both of them were right. I knew I'd never make 10 miles at this pace. Janet was really getting into seeing if she could get me to cum. And, as they predicted, in less than 5 minutes, I grabbed Janet's head and shot my load down her gorgeous throat in five hard, but satisfying streams. She continued sucking me dry until I was twitching in the seat, the smile on my face told the story.

Janet sat up, licking her lips and slapped a high 5 to Maggie in the front seat. "Hah, told ya Pony-boy!" she liked to call me. "Five bucks, hand it over!" Maggie just looked at me with a mock look of concern and said, "Ah, poor baby! Forgot how to hold on like a big boy?" she then began cracking up in the front seat. I couldn't have cared less at the moment about losing the bet! Janet sat back against the window relishing her achievement! "Another time sweet cheeks!" I challenged back.

"Oh, you're not getting off that easy! If I had to handle that horse-cock of yours, you're going to have to return the favor!" she laughed, as she hiked up her skirt and pulled off her bikini bottoms. She slid down opening her legs to reveal the well-manicured, pouting, and now saturated view of her pussy for my inspection. She merely pointed at it and said, "Get to work Pony-boy! And don't you dare take any short-cuts! I want your best effort, not like last time!" she admonished me. On our last attempt at car sex, I had made the mistake of slipping my thumb up her ass, making her cum too quickly. I hadn't heard the end of that for days! "And if you see him going for my ass, slap him!" she told Maggie in the front seat, who was now more than just a casual observer!

"I'll smack him in the head if I see his hands get anywhere near your ass Jan!" she said sternly, looking in my general direction. "Now get to work on the lady loser! Take your time too, it'll give that wonder-log of yours a chance to recover; and then you can really do the lady right before she's off finding the next Mr. Wonderful to wreck her life!" she snickered under her breath.

Janet by now was not paying attention as she guided my face to where it was needed most. "Oh yeah Timmy, nice and slow!" she purred as she began to grind up into my mouth. "Make this last awhile. I want that horse-cock of yours inside of me before we get there." 

Who was I to deny the woman what she wanted? I set to work eagerly giving her what she directed. Janet's hole was well used, but still tight enough to make me have to work at it. I was slurping like a starving child on a taco, getting into every crevice and nipping on her clit from time to time; just to be sure I had her attention! "Uhhhh, oh yeah! Just keep doing what you're doing!" she moaned. I could tell she was getting close to one, of many, of her epic orgasms! I held on for what I knew would come next!

Janet clenched her legs tight around my head, thrusting her hips up into my face, as short waves rushed screaming down her spine. Janet's body shuttered in rapid fire little jerks, as the first of her many quick orgasms began. I was just about to redouble my efforts, when my cell went off! "Who the fuck would be calling me now?" I wondered, grabbing my phone in case it was my Pops!

Janet was not thrilled at my abandonment of her cumming snatch! She reached over and grabbed my, already recovering cock, and happily went back to work on it.

"Yeah, who's this?" I asked rather rudely. It was "The Brat", as we liked to call Kelly. She had told us she couldn't come with us this trip, as she had some kind of try-outs for her team this week. I was trying hard to listen to her, something about a fire at her complex and could she use my place for a few days? I think I told her ok; but at the time Janet had gotten herself turned around and was jamming herself down on my cock with her over-sexed pussy! I barely remember anything else after that, as she began slamming back on me! God she felt great! "I was going to fuck her until we pulled into the condo!" I promised her, and Maggie yelled out "$20 says he will too!" After that, I just dropped the phone. I took control of the situation now, and began delivering long, deep strokes into Janet's sopping wet box.

I grabbed ahold of her gorgeous hips and began a slow and deep pile-driving of, her now gushy pussy. I began fucking Janet silly for nearly twenty-five minutes from behind! I was out to prove a point by this time! I was going to make her pay for making me lose a bet! She was winding up to her "never-ending cum mode" by now.

We tried different positions over the next hour or so, as muscles tend to cramp up in the back seat of a moving pick-up! Janet had come so loud and so hard a few times, I thought Paul was going to have to pull over to let me finish! Janet was a quivering mess, jerking around the back seat, like she was having a fit! I sat back against the window and said to Maggie, "That'll teach her for running her mouth!" I snickered between gasps for air. "And you're next; just for egging her on!" I sneered at Maggie in the front seat. At which point Paul yelled, "OH NO! Not this time you mutant freak! You ruined her for hours the last time you were trying to prove a point! I thought I'd have to break in the brat, before she could fuck again!" Paul said with a bit of seriousness in his voice.

Maggie just licked her lips, and said "Any time you're up for a re-match big boy!" At which point Paul moaned and said, "I just hope those other idiots haven't worn out El. Looks like my rides going to be otherwise occupied for a few hours!" Maggie just grinned and kissed Paul on the mouth whispering, "I have more than one hole that needs filling stupid!" And clunked him on the head. "Plus, it looks like Janet took out all he had, at least for a few hours anyway!" she giggled, pointing out my now deflating member. Then with a sarcastic smile looked at Janet and asked, "You OK honey? Maybe you shouldn't keep poking Superman's cape! You know you can never stand up to that thing when Tim's in a mood!" she laughed, as Janet just continued to mumble and pull herself up into a fetal position, waiting for the spasms to ease in her well use body.

"One of these days you'll get yours Pony-boy." She managed between slowing spasms. "You and the horse-cock of yours will beg ME to stop!" she purred.

I couldn't help myself, I pulled her around, so she could sleep off the last few miles of the ride. She curled up on my chest, and fell off to sleep. I pulled her shirt back up over her, to give her some sense of modesty. She was falling off to dreamland as she nuzzled closer, trying to find a more comfortable position.

"Awww how cute!" Maggie grinned from the front seat. She then whispered at me, with a smile I couldn't understand. "You know she just pushes your buttons because she really is into you, you know that right?" Something crossed her eyes, and as if I had missed something? Then she clunked me on the head, as if to make her point! "Boys!!! Arggghh!!! Idiots!!"

I stared back at her as if she was something from outer-space. "What the hell did I do?" I wondered?

The rest of the trip was un-eventful. Maggie chattered on about all the fun we could have over the next two weeks. Paul kept her talking, and managed to keep her attentions as I slipped off to sleep. 

It was just getting dark as I started to wake up. I sensed the truck coming to a stop. As I pried Janet off of me, she was not thrilled at the idea, Paul turned around and just asked, wide-eyed, "Dude, is this the right address?"

I tried to focus my double-vision as I looked in the direction he was pointing. There was a long circular driveway that lead to, what I can only describe as a split-level ski lodge! Lots of wood, high glass windows, tinted so that the interior was obscured from view. A porch looked to go all the way around the first floor, and what looked like a partial one, ran across the second floor as well. The entire house was set back in a wooded area that kept the back of the house in shadows. But this thing looked like something from "Better Homes and Gardens"! I checked the GPS, it was the address my Dad had given me.

"Damn Pops!" was all I could think. 

I could see the lights of Ellen's SUV pull up behind us. At this point Janet was quickly dressing in the back seat, I was also trying to put on my shirt, as everyone gathered around the front of the truck looking at the house. To say we were in awe, would be putting it mildly. This place looked amazing!

The twins pulled up beside the truck in Jerry's old Bronco. It wheezed to its inevitable death as he cut off the engine. It was an almost comical interruption to the otherwise quiet that had taken over our little group.

Ellen was the first to speak, "Damn Tim! Did your old man hit the lottery? This place is un-fucking-believable!" I felt a small rush of embarrassment as she grabbed my hair and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "What are we standing around for? Let's go see what this place looks like from the inside!" she said.

Like some comedy movie, we all ran for the door as I fumbled on my key ring for the one to the condo. At this point we were all huddled together in a group as I opened the door and felt for a light switch. If the outside looked impressive, the inside was more than any of us had imagined! We all stared at the huge open room, set with a pit sofa facing a huge fireplace, a connecting kitchen with an island style 

table separating the two. I looked as if it could seat a dozen people! The kitchen itself, looked as if it belonged on one of those cooking shows!

We all made our way around, looking at everything, in a big group, staring as if we were afraid to touch a thing. Still huddled in one group, we made our way to the far side of the living room, where three doors lined the far wall. Maggie was the first to say anything.

"Damn Tim, this place is spectacular!" she whispered. She reached in and flipped on the lights. The room was huge! It had a big queen-sized, four posted bed, a huge flat screen TV facing the bed from the opposing wall, two recliners between the bed and the TV, a small fridge! The room was done in white and blue, nothing really special, but even in its plainness, it was far better than any hotel or motel room! There was a door on the wall, where we all assumed the bathroom was.

Moving back into the living room we moved down and found a huge bathroom inside the next door, as we had thought. The bathroom was done in all wood and had a massive, stand in shower. That shower looked as if it could allow six of us in it easily! Somebody gave a low whistle.

We backed out and moved to the next room, it turned out to be the mirror image of the first, only in a light brown and white.

Ellen yelled "Dibs on the first one!" she headed back the way we had come, pulling Geno in tow. Art smiled and just followed them back into the room. I could hear her giving them orders to go grab stuff from the cars. She had apparently seen enough. The rest of us just continued to wander around the rest of the house.

On the back wall of the left side was a set of stairs that led down. I flipped on another set of switches that lit up, what I could only describe as, the end all entertainment room ever! At the far end was a huge flat screen TV mounted and the wall, a bank of speakers set in the wall on either side. There were four huge recliners facing the massive screen. There was, what looked like, a library of videos, movies, and cd's set in shelves that ran across the entire wall! An old time billiard table sat in the center of the room, with an old-style "Budweiser" stained glass light that ran the length of the table. On the right side of the room was a bar, complete with the mirrored glass stand and cabinets behind it. It looked like an old time saloon.

To our dismay however, the bar was empty, and the taps, we found out, had been disconnected. Jerry and Mike both looked at me as Jerry and he both headed for the TV. "Dude, your Pops is the best! We got this room! Put on the fucking X-box!" They had apparently made the choice already as to how their night was to proceed. Maggie laughed and yelled at them to get their shit out of the cars first.




Unsuspecting Trophy Ch. 02



"Nice place Pony-boy! Your Dad really knows how to live!" Maggie said looking around. "So what's left?" she said heading back up the stairs.

There was a small hallway that led back off the side of the kitchen. There was a door about halfway down the hall to the right, behind the kitchen, and one that looked to lead outside. 

"Well Pony-boy, let's see what's behind door number three?" she poked in a goofy voice.

I flipped on the lights to find, a true bachelor pad. All dark woods and leather upholstery, deep blue pile carpet, and a gigantic King-sized bed. In the far corner was the door to another private bathroom. It had a shower and tub, both big enough for two, and the standard amenities you'd expect from a luxury hotel.

"Damn Poney-boy! Guess we know which room you're taking!" Maggie said whistling her approval. "Come on stud!" she said to Paul, who stood looking wide-eyed at the room. "Let's leave these two get comfortable, we need to get that other room, before those knuckle-heads change their mind!" she headed back across to the second room, the only other bedroom left.

I guess it took me a few seconds to realize, that that left Janet and me left to occupy this room. She waited, as what was obvious to everyone else, finally sunk in. I turned her way as she stood there smiling up at me. "I see the light has finally come on in that pea-brain of yours!" she stared, waiting for the rest to sink in. "Are we going to have a problem bunking together? Because I am sure as shit, not sleeping on any sofa!" she pouted. It was at that point, I realized that she was still nearly naked, beside the t-shirt and panties she wore!

I must have looked like an idiot standing there slack-jawed. "I can take the sofa, if you want me to!" I mumbled unconvinced at my own voice. I didn't want to presume anything. Even though we had screwed each other simple many times, this was something altogether different. She stood there, with her hands in tiny fists on her hips looking at me as if I had just spit on her!

"If you think for one second that I am sleeping in that huge bed alone for two weeks, you had better think again!" she actually stamped her foot and pointed in the room, "Now you get our stuff up here right this minute Mister! This is "OUR" room." She dragged out the "our" part. "You're just going to have to deal with me from here on, and like it!" she puffed up. "Now git!" she commanded.

For some reason I could not fathom, I ducked my head and ran for the car. "What just happened?" I thought, still trying to wrap my head around all that was happening. I just kept giggling with a stupid grin on my face as I grabbed "Our" stuff and unloaded everything back into the lodge. "What the hell, did I just agree to?" I wondered as I lugged her over-sized duffle bag back into the bedroom. I didn't realize it at the time, but this vacation was going to change many things, in all our lives forever!

It took a few trips to unload the vehicles, and a lot of grumbling from Jerry and Mike about being in the middle of some stupid battle, but in no time we were settling in. 

The twins moved their crap down to the game room, depositing the bags behind the recliners and got back to the game of Halo they had started earlier. Ellen and Geno had disappeared back into the bedroom, and we could all hear Ellen moaning, as apparently they were "breaking in" the new place. Art was sitting in the front room booting up his laptop. He had a resigned look on his face, that that might be where he was gonna be for a while.

"Did you get the boot Big AL?" asked Maggie.

Al just nodded at the door and said, "I'll catch up later. They seem to be "on" again. I'd just feel like a third wheel right now." He mumbled. That was how it always went with those three, she'd bounce back and forth between the two of them, if she wasn't screwing one of the rest of us, that is. He always took it in stride, knowing she'd get bored and they'd be back to humping each other simple in no time.

"Well, if you get bored" Maggie purred, "Paul could always use a hand with me! I still don't know why he thinks he can handle me all by his lonely?" She snickered as Paul headed towards the bedroom. He stopped and said, "Sure buddy, better you than mutant boy over there!"

I hadn't noticed as Janet had snuck up behind me, her arm slipped around my waist as she said, "Oh no! I'm not done with this one yet! He's gonna be begging me tonight!"

All of them looked my way and smiled or shook their heads. Maggie said, "Take it easy on him Jan, I still don't think he understands just how much trouble he's in this week!" she snickered. "Come on stud!" she yelled grabbing Paul's hand and steering him towards the other bedroom. "Defile me, use me, and make me scream like the whore I am!" she laughed, disappearing into the darkened room.

I looked at Jan, wondering what the hell was going on? For her part Jan stood there looking at me with defiance in her eyes. "I told you, you were going to beg me one of these days. And tonight's the night! Now get your ass in there, get naked, and be ready to do what I want for a change!" she told me with some authority. And for some reason, I found my legs doing exactly as I was told, long before my brain could register any complaints! Again my brain was asking, "What the hell just happened?"

I was stripping off the last of my clothes as she walked in the room, and closed the door. Closed doors meant that we were not to be disturbed by anyone else. It was just our way of letting the others know, we wanted to be alone. I stood there looking at Jan as she crossed her arms and looked me from head to toe.

"Ugh uh!" she said wiggling her finger back and forth, "I'm not doing anything with you until you take a shower and wash all that stink off you! I want you squeaky clean, not all stinky and sweaty from what you did to me earlier!" she made a disgusted face as she pointed to the bathroom. "Right now Mister, or you ain't getting none of this!" I could see she was serious! I must have looked like a complete idiot, standing there with a half hard cock and my mouth trying to find something to say?

Again, before I knew what was going on, my legs headed for the shower, not even waiting for my brain to think of a reply. The shower was one of those two head jobs, with a steam setting and a sitting bench on either side. It also had a thick pole that ran across the length of the back wall, so you could hold onto while washing. As the temperature of the water quickly built up to the feel I was looking for, Janet joined me. She had removed the last vestiges of her clothing and pushed me into the steaming torrent of water. I have never felt a shower quite so strong before. It felt like I was being sand-blasted, without the pain. Janet pushed in behind me and turned towards the other side, flipping on the other shower head. Within seconds, the room had begun to fill with steam, as the water streamed over our bodies. I couldn't help but watch Janet as she let the water cascade down her body.

Now Janet and I have screwed each other silly on many occasions, I don't know why I found the sight of her naked, now so interesting? But now watching her here I couldn't help but admire her perfection. She stands about 5'6" tall, shapely legs (she played field hockey), slightly wider hips than I had remembered, flat stomach that lead up to nearly perfect tear-drop shaped heavy C-cups, slender neck, the long slender face with a slim, pointed nose, those hypnotic hazel eyes, and that nearly white-blonde hair. I tried finding any sign of blemishes, or scars; but her pink skin was nearly flawless. Not a tan line to be seen, front or back. For that matter, I couldn't really detect much of a tan at all. With the exception of the tuft of hair surrounding her mound, she was every bit the model of perfection.

Janet had been running her hands through her shoulder length hair, when she notice me looking at her. "What are you staring at Pony-boy? You're acting as if you've never seen me naked before!" she giggled, splashing water my direction. "Wash that thing off, and the rest of you as well. I'm not nearly done with you tonight!" she laughed stepping back under the stream of the shower.

The water was invigorating, but as she was in no mood to "play" in the shower, I quickly finished up the task of scrubbing off the sweat and smell of a long day. As I was getting ready to step out of the shower, I again couldn't help but admire her beauty.

"Ok stud, leave a girl in peace. Girls need some privacy!" she said, pushing me out and closing the door behind me. "Just don't go to sleep, or you'll regret it! I'll be done in about 20 minutes, so go relax!" she finished through the sound of the running water.

Again, I found myself complying with an ounce of resistance. My brain was now really buzzing with, "What the fuck is going on?" But after drying off and applying a dab of some cologne, I found myself flipping through the channels on the flat-screen waiting for Janet to finish. What the hell did she mean, "She wasn't done with me?" I wondered. But the idea got my cock stirring in anticipation.

I was flipping through the channels trying to find anything interesting on TV. My mind kept going back and for through all the little comments that Janet and Maggie had made over the course of the day. "What were those two up to?" I wondered.

I was just finally settling on a hockey game, when I heard the shower turn off in the bathroom. Since I really wasn't interested in who was playing, I decided to just turn it off and see what was going to happen? The room sank back into darkness, the only light now coming from the open bathroom door. I could see slight steam clouds coming from the room, and as if from some magic show; Janet appeared through the steam. Her hair wrapped up in a towel as she entered the room.

For some reason, every detail of her walking into the room seemed to captivate my attention. I could see drops of water running down her body, dripping off her skin at various curves and one particular drop seemed to defy gravity as it hung on precariously to her nipple. I was wondering how long it would hang there, before I noticed Janet looking at me.

"Why Poney-boy, you act as if you've never seen me naked before!" she smiled. Then her smile turned into something else, a look I couldn't quite place. She pulled the towel from her head and quickly dried off her entire body. That gorgeous white/blonde hair a tangled mess looked surprisingly appropriate for the time being. As she finished up, she dropped the towel as if it was just a natural thing to do.

Just for a second Janet looked at me as if assessing a prize bull. She then put her hands on those beautiful hips and said, "Well, well.......do you want to take a picture, or will the real thing be enough?" she giggled. She made a mock gesture of trying to cover herself up, and started laughing at her attempt. "Really Tim, you of all people know exactly what every part of me looks like! Geez, you look like you are seeing me for the first time!" but the smile of sarcasm was quickly replaced by something else! She looked at me, as if she too, were seeing me for the first time.

Before I realized my mouth was even moving, I heard myself mutter, "Just enjoying the view Jan. You look incredible!"

Jan paused momentarily at my words, then reached for her hairbrush. She began stroking it through her hair as she continued looking at me, as if she had discovered some new person had taken my place.

"Well thanks, I guess?" she smiled. "Are you ok Timmy-boy? You're acting like, well......like this is the first time you've ever seen me or something?" She continued brushing her hair, as if by doing so would give her time to think. As she finally finished up, and put the brush away, she turned towards me and smiled. It was a smile I had never seen before from her.

"So lover!" she started. "Tonight we do things my way!" The stern look I received told me that this was not the Janet who normally just let me use her as a fuck-doll, only to roll over and act as if nothing happened. Something had changed between us recently, and I was beginning to see there was more to this "accidental arrangement" than met the eyes!

Not being able to keep this thought to myself, I cracked "So was this the plan all along? Get poor Timmy alone for the night?" I snorted.

Her face took on an angrier look, but immediately faded to that other, I still couldn't figure out! "Oh yes, yes it was Poney-boy! And from the looks of that horse-cock of yours, I'd say there wasn't any complaints!" she licked her lips, staring at my now fully erect penis!

"Hmmm" I snickered. "So get your sweet ass over here, and let's put these squeaky clean bodies to use!"

She looked at me as if I were crazy and just said, "Not this time Mister. You, do what I say tonight!"

From the tone of her voice, and the look in her eyes, I just laid back wondering what the hell was going on? This was not going the way I had expected at all!

"I am going to make you beg tonight!" she continued. "For once, I will not let you win. So, if you want any part of me tonight, you had better agree to let me be in control!" she smiled. "So, unless you agree to my terms, you can go sleep off that hard-on of yours in the other room! Understand Mister?" she asked with an evil grin.

"Ahhh, ummm, ok." I managed, realizing she meant business.

"In that case, there are two rules you have to follow, or I swear I will find somewhere else to have some fun tonight!" she said in a cool voice. "I'm not kidding Tim, if you don't give me this, I'll just call it a night right here and now!" she finished awaiting my answer.

I don't know what I was thinking, but my mouth (and raging hard-on) made the choice for me! "OK, OK, you are the boss! What are your rules?" I asked, desperate for her to get started.

She looked at me for a second, assessing her triumph, and said, "First and foremost, you don't say a word, unless I tell you to! Second, I am in control, not you! I'm still tender from what you did to me in the car." She said plainly.

"Ok, what else?" I managed, realizing this was going someplace I hadn't expected.

Janet nodded as if she had won some battle I was not included in, then turned for a drawer to remove something from it. As she turned around, I realized she had a stocking she was stretching out. I began to wonder where this was going now.

"Then first off I need to take those hands out of the way. You won't be needing them anyway, and I don't need you doing anything to mess this up for me!" she smiled. "Put them over your head, and between the posts." She commanded.

I was a little hesitant at first, having never been restrained before, but the look in her eyes told me this was not open for discussion. I slipped my hands through the headboard rails and waited for her next move. I slight tingle of excitement ran the length of my body as she got an evil little grin on her face.

Janet came over to the bed and crawled her way up my body, like some kind of cat in heat. She purposely made a point of sliding her pussy over any surface she could. But always keeping her eyes locked on mine as she proceeded slowly up my body. I started to pull my hands out, to assist her in this process, when she calmly looked at them as if they were uninvited guests to this party. I re-grasped them, as I had been told! She would not move until I had. This was getting fun now.

As Janet finally slithered up to my chest, she straddled me and leaned forward, her luscious tits just out of my mouths reach, and began tying my hands to the headboard posts. I assumed this was all just for show! That is, until I tried to pull them out, and realized they were really tight, and I couldn't undo them myself. Her look of satisfaction was all I needed to finally understand, I was not running the show this time!!

Janet slid back down my torso, leaving a trail of her juices down the entire length, until she was just pushing up against my, now pulsing hard-on. She leaned in and tenderly kiss my nose and whispered, "I told you Timmy, you were gonna beg! Now let me show you just how bad you're gonna beg, before I let you cum!" The evil look on her face told me I was in deep shit! She grinned at me, waiting for what she had said to finally sink in. "What had I agreed to?" I gulped.

She slid down the bed and I could hear her pulling something out from below it. I then felt two similar restraints being tied to both of my ankles, leaving me completely at her mercy now! I got a small tingle of doubt start to run up my spine, at being so exposed to this woman I had spent so many times screwing simple. Now I was allowing her total control over me, as I lay helplessly restrained. This had definitely not gone the way I had pictured it in my head, only a few short moments before! 

I started to say something, but remembered her other rule, and waited for whatever she had planned next. It didn't take long as she came around to stand by my head and say, "I finally have you where you belong! Now, should I just leave you here, or should I make you suffer a little for what you did to me in the truck today?" she purred. I tentatively tried the restraints on my ankles, only to realize, she was right, I wasn't going anywhere unless she released me. I watched as she walked to the door. It was only as I heard the bolt slide home, that I realized my night was only now going to get interesting!

"I am so going to enjoy making you beg! And to be honest, I've wanted to do this to you for long, long time Poney-boy!" she smiled. "Now let's begin!"

I watched as she again straddled my chest, but this time slid up until her gash was nearly touching my chin. I could smell the sweet nectar of her, already sopping wet pussy. I looked down, the best I could, and realized she had completely shaved herself to silky perfection! "I thought you'd never notice!" she smiled as I tried desperately to lick her slick box. She nudged up just enough for me to just reach it with the tip of my tongue. I pulled down on my hands, not remembering they were tied, just to realize I no longer had use of them. "How the hell was I supposed to get her to move?" I thought. I tried another tactic, and attempted to push myself down, but the restraints were already taunt enough, that I couldn't move down any further! I thought, "OK this isn't funny." I wanted to taste her badly now!

Janet must have sensed my frustration, and slid further up until her familiar box was planted firmly over my mouth. She began a series of small gyrations, twirls and pumps, all intended to give my eager mouth what it wanted. I was enjoying the feeling of her slippery wet lips covering my mouth, as my tongue did what it naturally did, when given the opportunity. My tongue darted in and out like a piston, finding all of the places I knew she loved so much. I could feel it was working, as she began to wind up to one of her preliminary quick cums! She pushed down as she moaned out the beginning of her rapid fire orgasm.

"Ummm, ohhhh yesssss!" she hissed. Her pussy was mashed down fully on my lips as the small spasms seemed to pass. My cock was now at full attention, in need of some attention of its own. But, as I was to find out, not anytime soon!

"That was great! But I think I want to play for a little while!" she giggled. I thrust up my hips showing her I was more than ready! But she wiggled her finger in front of me and said, "Oh no, not so fast. I told you, this is going to be done my way!" I felt a bit confused as to what she might have planned, but I was in no position to argue either. As I lowered my hips back to the mattress, she again straddled my body, only this time with my cock nestled between her ass cheeks! She then leaned down and began biting my neck and shoulders playfully.




Unsuspecting Trophy Ch. 02



I don't know how long she planned on teasing me like this, but having my cock between her ass cheeks was just mean! I tried pushing up, to give her the idea, but she simply slid further down my body, my steel hard member now under her belly, as she continued to bite, kiss and nibble her way south. I could feel it begin pulsing between us. As she slid down, straddling my thighs, she pulled up just short of my cock and began to lick her way back up. "Now that's just not fair" I thought.

For the next ten minutes, she repeated her trek up and down my body, nibbling and kissing; but never touching my now raging hard-on. It was if she were deliberately avoiding it! It was then, that my brain realized, I was in some deep shit! I started to mutter something, but held back. It was then that Janet really turned up the heat. She spun around, slamming her thighs to either side of my head, burying my face in her squirming box. I again did what comes naturally and furiously ate her out! "OK, two can play this game!" I thought to myself. Just as I felt her reaching her next orgasm, I eased off my attentions and started to take it easy, not giving her the release she wanted. I heard her groan in frustration as she again began to mash down on my mouth. But I no longer attempted to go anywhere near her point of explosion, and avoided her clit at all costs!

I was not prepared for when she grabbed the base of my cock, and slid the entire length of it down to her fist! (As I have said before, this girl can really suck a dick!) Her actions made me once again attack her clit, without thinking! I pushed her over the edge, as I felt the familiar sensation of her body going into quick rapid-fire convulsions. Score three for her so far! But my mind was now fully locked on the feeling of her sliding up and down on my desperate manhood. I could feel ever inch as she slurped or sucked down every millimeter of it. I could also feel the stirrings of my first (or would that be 4th) cum of the day!

But Janet apparently knew what was coming too! She pulled her mouth off, and squeezed the base of my cock so hard, I thought she was trying to tear it off! Of course any thoughts of cumming now, where gone! "What the fuck Jan? You wanna leave that thing attached or what!" I sneered.

To my utter surprise, she jumped off of me and spun around saying, "So, I guess we're done for the night then?" She was still gasping for breath from her own orgasm, but the look she gave me told me I had messed up big time! 

"W-well, no!" I stammered, only then remembering her rule of no talking!

"Then shut up, or this ends right now!" she glared at me.

I quickly snapped my mouth shut. The throbbing in my cock was easing up, but my need to cum had only gotten worse! "What kind of game was she playing?" I wondered? But without a second thought, she climbed back on top of me, this time guiding the head of my cock to wonderland! As she slowly lowered herself down onto my, still pulsing member, I thought, "Finally!"

Janet started with slow, deep strokes. She made sure to ride it all the way down, then pull up until only the head remained within her. Strong, even strokes that, had it been me alone doing this, would have been more than enough to send her into a mind blowing orgasm. The slickness of her well used pussy was like a familiar friend as she ground up and down, oblivious to the world. She came once, then again as what seemed like hours passed by. She never once changed pace, or intensity. I could feel myself again approaching the point of no return!

But she also sensed it! And just as quickly jumped up and off of me, spinning around, and yet again clamping my cock in that death grip, until my own blast had been averted. My hips moved of their own volition as they tried in desperation to complete what she had started. With a quick smack on my stomach, she had pulled me back, again, from the brink! Now my balls were aching for some kind of release! I tried again to pull at the restraints holding me down, so I could properly finish this! I needed to cum, and bad!

Janet just watched as I tried to escape, a smile of satisfaction on her face, until I calmed down and again relaxed to await whatever she had planned for her next trick? I didn't have to wait long. She again mounted me, this time facing away, so all I could see was her ass and back, as her willing pussy again swallowed me to the bottom. This time she did not attempt to ride up and down as she had the last time. Instead she began a series of gyrations, and hips swirls that quickly had me moaning out loud. I did not know how much more of this I could take? But every time I neared another blast, she simply stopped and resumed here grip until it subsided! My balls feel like cannons ready to explode, but were denied at every turn.

My mind was going numb with the frustration of not being able to cum. I was getting frantic, at each and every time I got near, she denied me! For what seemed like hours she would switch back and forth in those two positions, never quite letting me hit the point of release! She had come so many times I had lost track, nor did I care anymore! I fought to escape the restraints, tried desperately to push when she pulled away. I couldn't take it anymore! Finally, I cried out, "Jesus Jan, you gotta let me fucking cum! Please!!!"

It was only then, that I heard Maggie yell, "Damn girl! You got him to fucking beg! You are the Queen bitch!"

I then realized we were no longer alone, and that I was the main stage act, for everyone's entertainment! I could now see that everyone was crowded around the edge of the bedroom, watching as Janet had finally made me beg! I must have looked like a trapped animal, as they all cheered Janet on! My aching dick was left hanging in the air, pulsing like a drum stick. I couldn't help but smile at my own situation! She had said she would make me beg, and had done just that!

I looked over at Janet, who looked exhausted. There was sweat rolling off her body from the titanic effort she had put out to do this. But the look in her eyes told me she wasn't quite done yet. She smiled down at me and asked, "Who"s the best you've ever had now, huh Poney-boy?" she laughed.

"You!" I managed. 

Ellen spoke up and said, "OK out. Let's let her finish this before he explodes!"

They all grumbled at being denied to end of the show, but all left high fiving Janet, or congratulating her as they left! For her part, Janet had a shit eating grin on her face as they all gave her well-deserved accolades! As the door closed she looked over at me with a look of pride in her eyes. "OK, now I guess I had better let you cum, before you go insane!" she smiled down at me. "I won't be able to sit down, or walk right for a week, but I know how to take care of this for you!" she smiled, as she again slipped my aching cock into those gorgeous lips. Have I told you just how great of a cock-sucker this girl really is?

The sun came streaming in through the window early. I tried to stretch the kinks out of my sore muscles. I felt Janet still asleep, nuzzled up beside me, dead to the world. I had to admit, that was the best time I had had ever with anyone! Janet's arm snaked around me possessively as I tried to slide from the bed. Her gorgeous hair, a tangled mess from the preceding night's vigorous workout. She unconsciously rolled onto her back, giving me the full view of that extraordinary body! I felt a twinge in my balls, a subtle reminder that, it had not been all that long ago since our marathon fuck-fest! I slid the sheet back over her, pulled on my pants, and made for the kitchen to get some ice water. 

As I entered the front room, it looked like a scene from Caligula or some screwed up porn movie! Geno and the twins lay wrapped around Ellen, and Paul and Art seemed to be plastered to either side of Maggie, as they all slept as if they had passed out in the middle of some lurid sex scene. The smell of sex still lay heavy in the air, and trails of body fluids were everywhere. "This must have been some party?" I mused as I made my way to the kitchen.

I couldn't help but notice that Geno's cock seemed to be still stuck inside Ellen's ass, and wondered how they had managed that? Where-as Ellen seemed to be unconsciously nuzzling Mikes face, with Jerry's nuts in her hand. The other three just looked like a Maggie sandwich! I guess we had missed the after-show party, as Janet had finished me off, in epic fashion and I had neither the strength, nor the interest in leaving the bed when she had finally finished the best oral sex I have ever experienced! Calling that a blow-job would have been like calling champagne, grape juice! My balls still ached from the experience, and I doubt I would have been any good to anyone for hours yet to come.

Then I remembered talking to my Pops the day before! Oh shit, The Brat! I quickly located my phone, and punched up his number. It took a few rings but he finally answered. ""Hey Pops, did Kelly ever make it over last night?" I asked. As he started telling me she had, I heard Ellen start to moan! It seemed that Geno had woke up and realized where he was, but like the typical smart-ass he was. He just starting drilling the hole he was already in! Ellen woke up with him starting to rev up to a modest tempo in her ass! The moaning was getting louder and I sure hoped my Dad couldn't hear what was going on? He was telling me everything there was ok! So I told him "ok, don't do anything I wouldn't" and hung up. I hadn't even thanked him for the place! He must think I'm some kind of shit? But I couldn't let him hear what was going on! Ellen was really moaning now! And it seemed that the show I had missed, was now going into act two, as everyone started coming back to life! 

It looked as if someone had just rewound a wind-up toy, as everyone just seemed to pick up where they had left off! The action just continued on from, whatever point, they had left off. Ellen started to wind up to an ever-growing guttural moan, as Geno's strokes got deeper and more aggressive in her ass. Jerry was nudging his growing cock closer to her mouth, as Mike moved away from it to give her room to work. Maggie was attempting to match her by pumping up, both Paul and Arts cocks, to fill her own empty holes. It was like some kind of pornographic "flicker-show" coming back to life!

I couldn't help but watch transfixed as the action, once again, heated up to a fever pitch. It seemed as if Ellen and Maggie were trying to out-do each other, with how much cock they could actually handle! Maggie motioned Mike over to fill in the last opening of her triple header! She seemed to be in her glory, as all of her holes were now filled with hard dicks. The sounds of grunts and slurping only helped to make the scene more surreal. I couldn't help but feel a twinge in my own, well used cock, as the action heated up.

Just as Ellen realized she was being out-done, she purred over at me and moaned, "Get over here with that horse-cock of yours and fill in the other one, Pony-boy!"

I had not noticed that Janet had made her way beside me, and slid her hand along my jeans where my cock was, jolting me back to reality. I flexed back from the ache in my balls from the extended use they had received at her hands the night before. Like it or not, I was in no condition to join the fun! Janet chuckled smugly and said, "I think you're gonna just have to go with what you have there, El. He's not going to be in any condition to do much of anything for quite a while!" The look of satisfaction on her face was priceless.

I wrapped my arms around her, covering her tits with my arms and reached down caressing her barely conceal mound, getting nearly the same reaction. She pushed her ass back into me as if I had just struck her with an open hand. "Yeah, yeah!" she hissed. "I told you I probably wouldn't be able to walk or sit for days!" My own smile was all that was needed to end the conversation.

"Sorry El, but Jan took it upon herself to take me out of the mix for a while!" I laughed.

Ellen was no longer paying either of us any attention, as Geno and Jerry were mercilessly pounding into her. She needed every bit of her strength and concentration to keep up. I didn't see why she continued to think she could compete with Maggie, but it was amazing to see them both continue to try out-doing just who could be the bigger slut! Janet's hand on my aching cock reminded me that not so many hours ago, it was her that had proven to be able to make me beg. She spun around and looked up into my eyes, and just winked.

"So sorry Pony! But I think they can handle those idiots this time. Besides, your horse-cock would just be an unfair advantage to helping Ellen." She purred. "And this belongs to me now!" she giggled, giving me a hard squeeze. The pain of last night's events shot through me like a bolt of lightning. I almost missed the possessive comment.

"Uhh...what?" I managed.

"That's right mister. You and that monster belong to me for the rest of the time we're here! I am clearly the winner of this contest, no matter what those 8 do. I got YOU to beg!" she laughed. 

I looked at her as if she had hit me with a bat. I forgot all about our little agreement. I had told her many times, "the day she could make me beg was the day I was hers!" I stared at her for a long time, wondering if she had had this planned all along. The smile of satisfaction on her face told me I had indeed been played! I couldn't help but admit, there were worse things that I could have promised!

I bent down and kissed her with as much passion as she had shown me last night. "Yes ma'am!" I whispered. "I look forward to doing as my lady commands." And somehow, it registered to me, that I was serious. Being her play-toy would be far from unpleasant. She nodded as if she understood that I had just seen the logic for myself, and also had at the same time let me know that she also agreed to our unspoken "new arrangement". I was going to be in a committed relationship, for the first time!

As we fell back into another deep kiss, my over-worked cock sprang back to life. Even with the pain of abuse from last night, I was eager to please her at the first opportunity we could manage! Her gasps for breath after our kiss, told me she felt the same way. I looked her deep in the eyes and realized what the expression was I had seen on her face the last couple of days; she really wanted me, and not just as a fuck partner! Her eyes were searching mine for my understanding. I just smiled and whispered, "For as long as you'll have me Jan." Her arms snaking around me and her face buried in my chest was all the recognition I needed, for now! This had certainly not been what I had been expecting for this vacation!



Unsuspecting Trophy



She grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Well maybe at some point. But for now, I'd just like to see what you can do with that thing?" she grinned staring at my cock, which has escaped the confines of the towel around my waist.

I felt my cock, again betraying me. It stood out like an iron pole, refusing to go down with the sight of this gorgeous nymph in my bed. I just stood there like an idiot, my cock had said what my brain refused to admit, (I wanted this little girl) in a bad way. 

"Kelly" I said. "Mr. K!" she fired back with a questioning grin. I had no idea where to go from here? It had been nearly thirty years since anyone but the shrew had even shown an interest in me. And here was this gorgeous, and obviously horny woman/girl practically begging me to screw her silly!

"It's obvious that your cock likes me. Has your brain finally registered the fact, that so do you?" she giggled. She wet her lips with the knowing of a woman who understood what she wanted.

As I stood there still muttering like an idiot, Kelly sat up and opened up the shirt I had given her, to reveal what I already knew lay beneath. She was tiny, no more than one hundred pounds. Small, the body of a gymnast. Her tits were barely more than bumps, but those nipples looked like pencil erasers! And they were screaming for me to touch them. Her eyes were half hooded as she reached down to the hairless split of her pussy. The pinky sized clitoris was nearly throbbing in anticipation of what Kelly obviously wanted. This was no child! She knew exactly what she wanted, and how! Finally, all reservations' and self-control came crashing down. I had to have her!

Do you know, that in the time-span of two breaths, any and all outcomes of this, along with every reason why I shouldn't, passed through my mind? But, for once, my little brain took control, as even my little angel on my shoulder agreed. Without another thought as to why I shouldn't, my hand made the choice for me! I felt an out of body experience, as my fingers flipped open the towel and tossed it to the floor. My prude-self ran back into my brain screaming, as the carnal, animalistic me took over. I watched helplessly as she took in a sharp breath, eyes growing wider, and a small gulp push down her throat.

"Mmmmm, good choice Mr.K!" she purred. She then slid off the shirt that was precariously hanging on her shoulders, to reveal exactly what I knew was beneath. 

Her slight frame showed the well-toned, but not overly developed, body of a gymnast. Saying she was a B cup would have been generous. But the well-toned thighs, the sparsely lined pubic hair, and the childish figure, were everything I had expected! I could also see that pinky sized clitoris almost gleaming in the light from the window, soaked with wetness. The wanton look in her eyes, again, told me this was no little girl!

She laid down on her back, spreading her legs wide, to show me what she thought was my goal! She was so flexible, that both of her knees lay flat on either side of her, giving me an unprecedented view of her saturated womanhood. And those pencil eraser-sized nipples stood out like targets, just waiting for attention.

The term "painfully raging hard-on" now made complete sense to me! As I looked down at my iron stiff cock; I realized now, what that term meant. It was quite literally pulsing with its own heartbeat, bobbing like a metronome to its own beat! I again took stock of what was surely about to change my life, forever. The evil, self-centered man I had hidden away so long ago, finally came out.

"Oh no little one!" I smiled at her. "You have teased me quite long enough! I am not one of those little boys, who have groped and fumble around on you without a clue. This is going to go by my rules tonight. Are we perfectly clear?" I finished, with a lewd grin.

Just for a millisecond I saw uncertainty flash through her eyes. But then, an evil little grin took its place as she purred, "Yes Mr.K!" Her tongue nervously licking her bottom lip. "I am yours! Tell me what you want me to do.....Daddy!" she giggled.

Now I am by no means knowledgeable in many areas of, other than "Vanilla" sex; but I understood this reference quite well, as I had tried to get the shrew into a Daddy/baby girl relationship years back. But her uppity values left no room for role playing, or any other kind of playing for that matter.

"Then we need to talk, and set some ground rules before we begin "Little One"!" I said gently.

She looked at me with a brightness in her eyes I have never before seen in any woman. "Yes Sir!" she giggled, but closed her legs, knowing there was going to be more to me than she originally hoped for.

"I need to know what your limits are, before we begin Kelly." I said with renewed vigor. I needed to know, just how far she was willing to take this.

"Umm, I'm no virgin Mr.K. So you don't need to worry about hurting me! I know when to say enough. But if you'd like safe-words, or something like that, we can go with "yellow", and "red" until we have a more appropriate time to discuss this?" she smiled.

I nodded my head, in agreement to both. Like her, I was more interested in exploring what this little minx was willing to share too boldly with me? My practical brain agreed, then made a full retreat back into my subconscious.

"Agreed!" I said to her. "But I'm not kidding, this goes by my rules, not yours, agreed?" I gave her one last chance to back out.

"Yes Daddy!" she again giggled, the little girl back in full character. She held out her arms in invitation, and I all but sprinted to my bed. As I crawled in by her side, then rolled on top of her, trapping her beneath my weight, I could feel those poker hard nipples brush against my chest. As my weight settled on top of her, those powerful little legs of her wrapped around my thighs squeezing me towards what we both wanted.

"Oh, Mr.K! You really do know how to impress a girl don't you?" she giggled. She was trying desperately to skewer herself on my cock. But I had other ideas!

"M-my name is Mason. But I think for now, Mr. K will do just fine." I whispered. I slid down a bit, to put my raging cock out of her intended target. "But like I said before Little One, this goes by my rules, not yours!"

She again pursed her lips in that cute little pout and replied, "Yes sir!"

I slid down her body so that I could get my mouth on those fantastic nipples. I also wrapped my arm around her tiny waist, trapping her tightly. There was no escaping it now. As I wrapped my mouth on her rock hard nipple, her body jerked, as if hit by a tazer gun! She jerked around as if I had stuck her with a live electrical wire!

"Oh shit!" she whined. "I guess I should have told you, I am hyper-sensitive! I have been since puberty!" she said gritting her teeth as my mouth worked over the morsel in my mouth.

The thought made its way to the processing part of my brain, and registered just what I might be in for with this young lady! I pulled her tightly to keep her from escaping, as I doubled my efforts on the nub in my mouth. She bucked like a horse, trying to throw me. She mashed up her crotch into my chest, grinding, trying to find a way out. 

I had never seen any woman in my years react to having their tits sucked, quite like this before. The idea of bringing a woman to orgasm by simply sucking her tits, was amazing to me.

"Oh fuck! Yesss, yess!" she growled. She was bucking so hard, I had to wrap both of my arms around her tiny frame, just to hold on! "I'm fucking cumming!" she screamed. Her body jerked and spasmed like nothing I had ever witnessed before in my life. As I redoubled my efforts on her, switching from one turgid nipple to the other, her thrashing was almost more than I could keep up with. But, within seconds of my new tactic, Kelly went ridged, growling like an animal, as her body locked up in a massive orgasm. 

"Oooooooo fuuuuuuckk!" the words growled out from her clenched mouth. Her eyes were locked on mine, as the strain of her orgasm wracked through her. She seemed to stay that way forever, but was in reality only moments, before she fell back to the waterbeds mattress twitching and convulsing like nothing I had ever seen before! Her hands grabbing my hair, trying desperately to pull them off of her.

I eased up my attentions on her nipples and watched as she slowly came back to earth, and began to relax beneath me. The ripples of her climax slowing, as she again began attempting to speak in her squeak of a voice.

"I-I g-guess I should have warned you about t-that!" she smiled up at me sheepishly. "I tend to get a little violent. I told you, I was hyper-sensitive!" she giggled, still trying to catch her breath.

"A little violent?" I said. "Good god Kelly, you nearly tore my head off! Is there anything else I should know about you, before I wake up in a hospital?" I grinned at her.

She got this look of sheer panic, as she tried crawling out from beneath me. Of course with both my arms locked around her, that was impossible, and she soon realized I was not letting go.

"I guess I should tell you, it only gets worse from this point!" she mumbled. I could see the look of embarrassment take over her eyes. "That's one of the reasons I never have a boyfriend for very long. I can't help it, I don't really have any control over it once I get worked up." She said shyly. She was looking for a way to get out from beneath me, a resigned look on her face. "I'll get dressed and get out of here Mr. K!" she whimpered. "I am so sorry!"

Now I understood why she felt this way. I had put up with years of a woman who thought that even the basic needs of a man were just a necessary function that needed to be address from time to time. But this young lady had probably been teased, and tortured for years, never realizing that she had an amazing potential, for the right guy. No teen-agers, or boys could have ever known how to handle this live wire!

I looked at her with compassion and understanding of her plight. "And just who said I was finished with you yet Little One?" My smile catching her, obviously off guard.

For the briefest of moments, she stared at me in disbelief. Then as what I had said registered, that impish grin return to her face. "You're OK with my.........affliction!" she asked in disbelief.

"Little One, if you think that is going to scare me off, you had better think again!" I whispered back at her. "Challenge accepted! I am going to show you entirely new levels of ecstasy you never knew existed! If you'll let me?" I challenged.

I could see confusion, and then tears fill her eyes. She buried her face on my shoulder and sighed, "I would love to see what's next! This is about as far as I've ever gotten, before every boy I've ever been with went running for the hills!" she giggled.

I jumped up staring in shock at the words I heard coming from her mouth. She was a virgin? Was that what I was hearing?

"You're a virgin?" I asked calmly. "I believe you told me you weren't last night! It looks like we really do need to have that discussion now, instead of later!" I said with more authority than I meant.

"Please, please Mason, don't be mad at me!" Kelly started to cry. "Let me explain!"

"Explain?" I said incredulously. "You either are, or are not a virgin!" I said louder than I meant to. "No more games Kelly! So what's your answer, young lady?" 

She looked at me with those incredibly gorgeous brown eyes, then her gaze shifted. She looked away, as if trying to work out the answer that might sound right. "Well, n-no, not really!" she stammered.

"Not really?" I yelled. "What the fuck does that mean?" My eyes must have looked ready to pop out of my head at this point. She looked at me with growing terror in her eyes, as I must have looked maniacal at this point! "Have you, or have you not, ever had intercourse with a man before?" was my response.

"W-well..............No!" he whispered. "But I'm still not a virgin!" she added as an afterthought.

My head spun, as I tried to grasp what she was telling me. I had just nearly been responsible for this young ladies deflowering; and rather than be thrilled at the prospect, I was trying to figure out why the fates had, yet again, decided to torture me with something I could never have?

"Kelly, put that shirt on and get out of this bed this second!" I said more evenly. "We need to talk." I jumped out of the bed, grabbing my jeans and heading for the door to the living room. By now every thought of what had just happened came crashing back on me like a tidal-wave of regret. "What in the hell was I thinking?" I thought. Nothing good ever comes without a price, and I assumed at this point I was about to find out just what that cost was going to be.

I walked out to the coffee table and grabbed the bottle of Patron I had left there, uncorked the top, and took a huge swig to calm my nerves. "Fuck me!" I thought. This was not going to end well. I ran through every scenario in my head of, just why this wasn't going to end well. How much was this going to cost me? Would I ever be able to find a way out of this, that didn't involve me losing the respect of my son?

I had just sat down in the lounger, when Kelly padded into the living room, again wearing my dress shirt from the night before. She looked at me and to my surprise, kneeled down in front of me, in a position of surrender I had so wanted my shrew of a wife to take, so many years before. She sat with her legs folded beneath her, looking up into my eyes waiting for me to look back at her. The patience of a much older woman, again on her face.

"Kelly, what are you doing?" I asked. "Do you even understand what it is you're asking me to do?" I asked, with a dryness in my mouth I knew would never go away.

"First off, Mr. K.........errr Mason. I am not a virgin!" she started. "I may not have ever been with a man before, but I am no stranger to be fucked!" she continued. 

I looked at her eyes and wondered, just what the fuck she was talking about?

"Since I was 14, I have worn out more than my fair share of dildos, vibrators, and practically anything I could find that would give me pleasure!" she continued. "I lost my virginity to a vibrator I found in my mother's closet. I have experimented with nearly anything I could find since then, trying to satisfy my unending need to cum." She continued. I started to say something, but she put a finger to her lips and I fell silent.

"As I was saying. I am no stranger to men, I have had my fair share of fumbling in the backs of cars, basements, and just about any other place I could get a boy to touch me. I have had my mouth on a few dicks in my past, and a few lucky guys have gotten fingers or tongues into my pussy. But, that's where everything usually goes wrong. The second I started "freaking out", she said again using air quotes, "they lose it and run for the door!" The knowing, self-assured woman I had seen in her eyes returned. "So, although as in your words, I am a virgin by definition, I am not a child!" she looked up at me waiting for all she had said to register.

I sat back and let everything she had said play out in my mind. She looked down at my feet and waited patiently for me to consider everything she had just confessed to me. I must admit, it took a lot of guts to tell me the things she had just admitted doing. After a few minutes, realization? Sympathy? All that she had said, finally all made sense.

"Kelly", I managed. "Do you truly understand just what you're asking me to do?" The silence only lasted a brief time, before she looked me in the eye and said, "Yes Mason! And I am more than willing, and ready to let you show me all those things I have missed, and have imagined!"

As proof that we were both on the same page, she sat up, unbuttoned the shirt, threw it to the side, and returned to her position of complete surrender. No modesty, no nervousness, no embarrassment, as I took in her tiny form, open for my inspection alone.

"I am yours, to do with as you please Mr. K." she said in a very deliberate pace. "Please, be my Daddy?"

She looked at me with such pleading in her eyes, it took me a few minutes before I could respond. Something very drastic had just changed in my life; and I was still processing it, as the phone began ringing!

Kelly had not moved a muscle. She sat there, head down, arms at her side, the picture of a true sub! I punched the button on the phone to receive the call, it was my son Tim!

"Hey Pops! Did Kelly ever make it to your place last night?" he asked. "She was a little scared you wouldn't let her stay. But I told her you'd be cool. All of us were hoping you'd be OK with it?" he continued, unaware of the scene in front of me.

"Um... yeah she made it over!" I stammered. "Yeah Tim, no problem, she's a cool young lady. I see us getting along fine until you guys get back. No worries ok?" I continued. "I'll take extra special care of her until she's ready to go home!" I snickered.

"You're the best Pop!" Tim continued. "That brat can be a pest sometimes, but she's a good kid!" he said. "I hope she doesn't get you too worked up! She can be a handful sometimes!" he finished.

I nearly choked at the statement. Looking at the top of Kelly's head, not a foot from me, sitting like a gorgeous statue, just waiting for me, was almost too much to handle. "We'll be fine kiddo, have fun, and don't worry about her. I'll make sure to keep her busy until you come back!" I said with a grin.

"Cool Pops, don't do anything I wouldn't do!" he smirked as he hung up the line. "What the fuck was that supposed to mean", I wondered? There was no way he could imagine, I was going to do just that!

As I put the phone down, I looked again at Kelly, in her position of supplication. "OK, it's your time Mason." I thought to myself. "Kelly" I said out loud. "Look at me!"

Kelly turned up those gorgeous eyes, excitement and understanding obvious in them, that I was not mad at her, nor was I going to chase her away. All those excuses were now obviously gone from my eyes. If this was what she wanted, and obviously understood was going to happen, then who was I to deny us both what we wanted?

"Come up here Little One!" I said patting my lap. The smile that split her face is something I will forever have etched in my brain.

"Yes Sir!" she whispered. Without any thought to her nudeness, or the wetness that now, literally was running down her thighs, crawled up onto my lap, facing me with legs straddling me. She looked deep into my eyes, and registered that I was no longer upset in the least.

I leaned forward, and gently kissed her squarely on the lips. The electricity was almost palpable between us. She hesitantly responded, and then her arms snaked around my neck, as the kiss went from tentative to frantic. I could feel my control slip away as our tongues battled for dominance. She pressed herself tightly towards me, grinding her sopping wet pussy onto my, now ridged, but covered cock straining within my jeans. My hands grabbed her tiny ass, one hand nearly covering both cheeks! My other hand pressed her head tighter to mine, as we tried to taste each other from the inside.

Kelly was trying desperately to lick, suck, or take of her position with her tongue, as we battled for oral dominance. Her arms locked so tightly around my neck, it was nearly painful. The need, the absolute want in her was taking over. I could feel all her muscles tense with her desire to get everything, and anything to satisfy her urges. Her hips were grinding furiously at the bulge in my pants, and I was getting dizzy from the attention her mouth was giving mine. Suddenly, her hand shot down between us, grabbing my cock through now saturated pants. She was trying desperately to get them open!

With the strength of a Titan, I pushed her back. "No Little One!" I gasped at the sudden absence of her attentions. The look of total frustration on her face, her trying desperately to regain the connection, was almost painful to watch. "Not here, not this way!" I gasped. 




Unsuspecting Trophy



Without even an ounce of effort, I held her tightly to me, stood up, and tripped my way back into the bedroom. She was shaking with expectation? Nervousness? Excitement? But she did not take those beautiful brown eyes off me for an instant!

"P-please Mr. K! I c-can't take this anymore! I will lose my mind if I don't cum soon!" she moaned.

I tossed her on the bed, watching the surprise and the look of wanton lust on her face. "Well then Little One, I guess we'll just have to do something about that, won't we?" I snickered. "But, I have no plans on having my brains beat out in the attempt!" I finished. As I turned and opened my tie drawer. I dangled the length of the tie in front of her. "This should do the trick!" I grinned.

The lack of recognition as to what I meant, was priceless! "Put your hands over your head, so that I can take them out of the equation! I have no desire to have my brains beat in, while I eat!" I finished.

I could see the little light finally go on in her eyes! The lewd smile that crossed her face told me she finally understood what it was I had planned. Her hands reached back and grabbed the rib of the headboard! The look of wonder was almost too much for me to take. As I tied her hands in a figure 8, then completed a twist to keep her from getting loose, my only thought was; she had no idea what was coming next! As I finished tying her hands to the headboard, safely keeping them neutral, I slid back down her body brushing those magnificently engorged nipples. Her body jerked wildly from the momentary contact.

"Oh my god!" she hissed. "I can't take much more, please make me come Daddy!"

For once, I was in total agreement, this little minx needed to cum, before she exploded! I trailed my tongue down her chest, taking time to taste her navel, and also feel the taunt muscles of her gymnast's stomach, before unceremoniously sucking that baby-finger-sized clitoris deep into my mouth. The reaction was, nothing I had ever been prepared for, in this lifetime, or the next! The guttural howl that escaped Kelly's mouth was something out of a porn movie! I had to hold onto her hips, in fear that she might actually unhinge my head from my shoulders! Her legs locked around my neck in a grip so tight; I would have bet serious money that I would not survive the next minute in this world! 

Every well-formed muscle in Kelly's body tensed, went steel hard, as she was rocked violently from, what I can only describe as, a full mind-blowing orgasm! 

"Ohhhh my fuckinnnng goddddddd!!" she screamed! 

Now I had thought that in my lifetime I had seen women cum! But what happened over the next few minutes, changed my perception of an orgasm for all-time! I watched as it looked as if a demon was being exorcised from the depths of this woman's being! I had to hold on for all I was worth, to avoid personal injury, as well as keep up my pressure, and sucking down the deluge of cum exploding from within this beautiful woman/girl! I now understood, why those little boys had run for Mommy! It took nearly ten minutes before Kelly even knew what plain of existence she was on! Her body twitched and spasmed as if attached to an electric outlet. I could only imagine what I might be in for, when I actually introduce her to intercourse?? But, boy was I looking forward to the ride!

*

I sat on the sofa drinking my 3rd shot of Patron, reliving the sight of Kelly having an out-of-body experience, wondering if I was up to the task of taking this to where-ever in lead? I had untied her arms and stayed with her, calming her, hugging and caressing her back to reality. After about a half an hour, she had finally fell asleep. I couldn't see how anyone could have climaxed so violently from the short time I had spent actually eating her delicious pussy, but man was I looking forward to more! I wasn't sure if I was up to the task; even Superman might have a hard time satisfying this woman! 

I was just about to pour myself another shot, when I heard Kelly make her way out of bed. I could hear the shower running for about 10 minutes, then turn off. About 4-5 minutes later she came out of the bedroom tying her hair up in pig-tails, and again wearing the shirt that instantly got my cock rising. "Hey sleepy-head!" I said, with a smile that eased her demeanor.

Kelly walked over, sat across my lap, and gently held my face, then leaned in and gave me a kiss that I would have expected from a lover of many years. "You are amazing Mr. K!" she whispered. "I knew I was right, to come after you!" she again giggled in that little girls voice.

I looked at her as if discovering I was the butt of some joke and replied, "So, this was all just an elaborate scheme to see if I'd take advantage of you?" I asked grinning.

"Oh, noooo!" she pouted evilly. "But I am so glad you didn't chase me away. I meant what I said Mason. Anything, or everything you want to do to or with me; I'm yours!" she finished by again kissing me hard.

I looked at her for what seemed an eternity. Our eyes searching out any deception. I found that I could look into those eyes forever, if allowed. Kelly curled up in my arms and proceeded to go back to sleep. Her body just felt right, where it was. So, after draining the remainder of my shot, I relaxed and pulled her close. Within moments, I too fell off to a sound sleep, holding Kelly as if she were my sole responsibility in life. Her hair and breath reminding me of all the lost passion I had had over the past 30 yrs. of my life.

*

I awoke to the feel of Kelly's tiny form curled up against me. Her arms hugging me as if this was the most natural place in the world for her to be. The smell of her hair against my face, and the heat of her body against mine, was something I could envision getting used to. My hand traced her tiny form, feeling the softness of her sleeping form. "How was something like this even possible?" I thought, amused at the things that were happening. No man, more than twice her age, had the right to have such feelings for a girl just this side of adolescence! I gently picked her up, and made my way into the bedroom. I softly placed her on the warmth of the waterbed, covered her tiny form with the comforter, then made my way back out to the sofa. "Maybe the morning light would reveal this to all be a dream of an old fool!" I mused to myself. I grabbed the blanket off the back of the sofa and laid down to sleep off the rest of the night alone.

The sound of someone rummaging around in the kitchen brought me slowly out of my 2nd hangover in as many days. "Oh shit!" I thought. "I really need to stop thinking I can drink like that!"

The sound of water running reminded me, yet again, that I really needed to piss! As I reluctantly peeled myself from the sofa, Kelly's "Good morning Mr.K!" chimed cheerfully from the kitchen.

She had found one of my old concert T's from somewhere in my closet. "KISS" it looked like. And from the looks of it, a pair of boxers as well. I again marveled at the slim, but toned appearance of her legs! Her hair was still in pig-tails, and somewhere she had found little pink ribbons to adorn them with! The sight was one that definitely made my cock come back to life!

"Kelly, what are you up to?" I asked, still trying to clear the cobwebs.

She tilted her head and posed with her fingers on her perfectly shaped lips, "Making breakfast silly!" she giggled. The resemblance to a little girl was more than a little eerie. But those lips, eyes, and perfect legs told me she was all woman. I smiled as she blew me a cute little kiss. The promise she had made me last night, apparently was still to be observed! I couldn't do anything but watch, as she flitted around the kitchen to some imagined tune playing in her head. I made my way to the bathroom, for more pressing issues!

So, going along with what I assumed was going to be the theme for her stay here; I wasn't going to complain! "Hey kiddo", I said from the bathroom. "I'm gonna go grab a quick shower!" As I headed for the shower Kelly skipped in and gave me a big hug, and asked, "Do you need some help?" The result was instantaneous!

My cock went from limp and sleeping, to rock hard in an instant! The thought of her naked and wet was so overwhelming in my mind, I just stood there stammering like a fool.

Kelly's tiny hand ran the full length of my dick, and I knew no answer was needed.

"Hmmmm, looks like breakfast will have to wait!" she giggled leading me toward the shower. "Besides, I owe you for last night. I don't want you thinking I'm just one-way!" she smiled.

By then, my brain was already six steps ahead of my apparently mindless body. Kelly was tugging my hand as my brain made the connection. The smile on her face told me I was in for, yet another surprise from this dazzling woman!

Kelly started up the shower. It was a stand-up shower big enough for three people to stand in comfortably. As the steam started forming within the glass enclosure, she turned to me and lifted an eyebrow with a smile on her face. "Are you planning on taking your shower fully clothed silly?"

I was still coming to grips with the ease with which she felt about our new relationship. I guess I wasn't quick enough, so she began pulling my T-shirt up and over my head. Not wanting to stop her, I bent down so she could complete the task. She ran her tiny hands over my chest, again causing an instant reaction from my cock. Kelly then nimbly unfastened my jeans, as if with, very practiced hands. The look of curiosity on my face made her giggle. "I did tell you, I had some experience with boys in back seats and such!" she grinned playfully. Without a second thought, I helped her wiggle me free of the jeans that were constraining my now rock hard cock, from their jail-cell. As I stepped free of the pile at my feet, she tenderly cupped my, now sore, balls in her palm, while grabbing my cock with the other.

"Now I get to show you what I'm really good at, Daddy!" she purred. Pushing me back into the steaming water, her hands feeling me up the whole time, I felt the hot water stream down my back. Kelly quickly stripped off the t-shirt and wiggled out of the boxers, once again giving me the view of her delicate, yet sexy attributes. In response the sight of her naked body entering the shower with me, my cock jumped and bobbed like a puppy waiting to be played with!

"Ooooo, looks like somebody is happy to see me!" she giggled. And without any ceremony, dropped to her knees before me. 

Again, I was speechless as my brain tried desperately to process what was about to happen! Just as I was about to mumble some useless bull-shit, Kelly cupped my nuts with one hand, then sank her mouth down to the bottom of my cock, in one quick and easy motion.

My knees truly buckled at the unexpectedness of her action. I found myself grabbing for anything, to keep from falling down, only to realize I had grabbed her head in the process. Kelly pushed down further, until I thought she would engulf my ball-sack as well!! She wrapped her arms around my thighs with a strength I could not believe. It was then that I felt her tongue snake out of, an already full mouth, to try tickling my balls as well! This girl had some true talent! I was just gaining back my breath, when she did something I would never have expected; with a quick motion, she pulled back, then just as quickly slammed her face back down to the bottom, again causing my knees to start to give way! She then began to bob up and down, stopping on occasions to slurp the head as if it was a lollipop! I only realized, after I was beyond stopping, that at this pace I would soon be drowning her in a load that had building up in me for months!

"Kelly" I groaned. "If you keep that pace up, this will all be over very quick!" I said trying to slow her down with my hand. But she seemed on a mission, and before I could even warn her, the electric sensation of a long withheld load, screamed out of my cock, in a flood I knew she could never handle! Although she made a valiant attempt, within seconds Kelly was gagging, and coughing out gobs of cum, as my cock continued to pump out its load. She pulled back, trying to escape the flood that continued issuing from my cock. The result was that, the last few shots hit her squarely in the face, while she continued coughing and trying to get air back into her lungs! I laid back against the wall, in an attempt to not fall down. The last pulses of my deflating cock dripping harmlessly into the stream of hot water, now rolling down my chest.

Kelly came up from the shower floor, still coughing and trying to get air. I pulled her to me, reassuring her that nothing that happened was her fault! We took our time washing each other down. I avoided touching her in any way that would set her off deliberately. After a few minutes she understood that there was nothing more that was going to happen within the confines of the shower, at least, and relented on trying to resurrect my now, very satisfied cock.

I watched as she dried off her hair and body, marveling at the tone of the muscles she obviously worked hard at maintaining. I found myself, again, daydreaming of what it might be like just attempting to fuck that wild ride of a girl? She must have noticed me staring, and giggled. "Anytime you're ready Daddy!" she said as if reading my mind.

"You need to understand the difference between boys, and men Little One!" I laughed. "Boys may be able to get it up often, but men only need once! Well, maybe twice, to ruin your day!" I laughed. Kelly pulled herself in tight to my body, hugging me tight. "I look forward to later then!" she smirked. "I think I'm going to enjoy learning how to please a real man then!" She quickly rolled her long black hair up into the towel on top of her head, winked, and walked provocatively from the bathroom. Leaving me to wonder if I was really up to the task?

We enjoyed a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs and sausage links, with some toast and orange juice. Kelly hadn't bothered to dress, and I got to enjoy the sight of her nimble body, as she bubbled around the kitchen talking about her school and the training she was going through for the gymnastics team. I listened with half an ear, because my mind kept drifting back to all the possibilities this sexy nymphs body kept bringing to my, now fully active, imagination!

I learned that she had grown up with parents that were very open about most things, including their own sexual interests. Kelly had learned from a very young age that, most people would never understand or appreciate her candor, or outlook on life; so she didn't try pleasing people who didn't see eye to eye with her. As it turned out, my son and his group were among the only friends she truly had. But even there, she told me, she still felt like a baby-sister tagging along after the older kids.

Kelly rambled on all through the meal about how she hoped to someday get to travel like her parents did, and get to see things that she had only read about. But that would all have to wait, until she finished school, and got her degree in physical education; she wanted to be a teacher, of all things in a grade school. I found myself growing very fond of her, and her bright outlook on what her future might bring. She reminded me of the daughter I had wished for in my own failed marriage. But unlike a daughter, I also saw a beautiful woman, who danced nude around my kitchen with comfortable ease of a lover I had known for years! I started hoping that maybe I, would be the one to give her all those things she dreamed of?

Kelly brought me out of my daydream, when she wrapped her arms around my head, squashing those hard nipples up against my face. "Hey you!" she whispered. "Penny for your thoughts?" She was staring down into my eyes with an emotion I could only hope, was what I was beginning to feel myself?

I took one of those nipples firmly in my mouth, held her tight, and sucked it into my mouth awaiting the jolt of lightning I knew was to follow. Kelly moaned loudly, pressing hard onto my mouth. Her body began jerking from the jolt of pleasure it sent through her tiny frame. "Now that's just not fair!" she said in a husky deep growl. 

I leered back at her, as I picked her up off the floor and carried her out of the kitchen, heading for the sofa. She wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, as she gave me another of her deep and seemingly endlessly needy kisses. Her tongue trying hard to out wrestle mine within the confines of our mouths. In the time it took to get from the kitchen to the sofa, I could feel her hot pussy leaking fluid down my stomach. Her arms wrapped so tightly around my head, I felt sure she was trying to crush my skull.

I leaned down, with her still holding me like her life depended on it, then just gave up and fell on top of her, trapping her tiny body beneath me. I reached back and pulled off my own towel, and dropped it in a pile beside the sofa. Now lying naked on top of this seriously hot woman, I pulled back just long enough to whisper, "Time to find out what a real man feels like baby girl!"

In the span of a single heartbeat, fear, longing, excitement, an un-nerving trust, and admiration all passed through her eyes. With a nervous smile, she looked deep into my soul and simply said, "Yes Daddy, please!"

Now usually at this point, I would have simply rammed my cock in and screwed myself simple, but Kelly was not the quick release of some, paid for fuck. I wanted this to be something she would enjoy and remember for as long as we had something together. I eased the head into the folds of her tiny, tight slit; waiting until she again nodded for me to continue. As the head passed into her, Kelly's head pushed back into the cushion, mouth wide as I stretch her womanhood open, for the first time with a live man. She was so incredibly tight, I didn't think she would be able to take it. Her arms wrapped even tighter than they had been, as I slowly eased further into her depths. No sounds were escaping her lips, but the look on her face told me everything. She was lost! Her legs involuntarily pulled me further within her. Inch by inch, I slowly slid down into her, she felt so incredibly tight! After what seemed like an eternity, I could finally feel myself pressing against her cervix. As I did, my full weight fell fully upon her, and made contact with her, now fully engorge clit. In an instant, I was holding on for the ride of my life!

Kelly began slamming her legs against the backs of my thighs, while at the same time trying to rip the skin from my back! She howled like an animal as she tried furiously to buck me off. I grabbed her hands and trapped them behind her head to keep from getting my lights knocked out. I then began to slowly pull out. The look in her eyes was feral! A sound that I could not describe as anything but primal, escaped her mouth. I decided right then and there to make this a ride I would never forget either!

I began pumping my hips slowly at first, making sure I hit her clitoris on every down-stroke. Every time I hit bottom, Kelly would let out a howl and buck frantically! She looked like someone had jammed and electric wire up her ass, and was periodically turning it on and off. It took every bit of strength and concentration I had to stay on top, or within her. The sounds coming from her were not human, I was beginning to fear I was really hurting her? I started to slow down, when she looked at me and yelled, "NOOOOO, I'm almost there!" in the voice that said that was not that of a girl anymore. This was a woman in full need of the ultimate orgasm, which she had yet to experience. 

So, with everything I could muster, I began to slide long, penetrating strokes into the twisting, bucking, howling woman/girl beneath me. I built up quickly to a furious speed and was slamming her with everything I could manage. The sounds of her squishing box were almost ludicrous! The color in her face went from beat red, to nearly purple as I began to see her reaching her zenith. "Yes Daddy! Yes Daddy!" was all she could manage, in English anyway.




Unsuspecting Trophy



What happened next will be etched in my memory for all time! I felt her coming long before I heard the sound escape her throat! What felt like gallons of sticky hot, slippery liquid gushed from inside her tight pussy! It sounded as if I was stomping in a puddle of water, every time I hit bottom. Then I felt her tight vaginal muscles grab hold of me, in a death grip around my cock! I had never before felt anything like it! She howled from the depths of her soul, and began thrashing around like every fiber of her being was being assailed. Her legs were so tightly wrapped around my waist, I could not have escaped if I tried. But I could no longer hold back from the assault my cock was receiving from her squeezing depths! Without warning, my own release surged through my cock to explode deep within her milking, drenched lovebox. I held it deep inside as what felt like quarts of my own cum was dragged from my balls by her still quivering hole.

Kelly's eyes rolled back, and she howled one last time, before passing out cold. Her body didn't seem to notice that she was no longer with it. Her pussy continued to milk me and her legs refused to release me from within her. After about 10 minutes, I was finally able to pry my way out from the death grip her legs held me in. There was a pool of sticky cum, hers and mine oozing from within her. I could only watch helplessly as Kelly continued to jerk softly from her massive orgasm. I slid in next her, wrapping her tightly with my arms. What seems like an eternity, she continued to quiver, whimper, and then peacefully fall off into, what I hoped, was a deep sleep. I was exhausted and sore, I could only imagine what her tiny body had gone through? Pulling the blanket from the back of the sofa, I covered us both up and sank down to hold her. After a while, I too fell into a heavy sleep, yet again!

*

To say my dreams were wild would be an understatement! I do not remember them accurately, but at every one of their centers, was Kelly. She was a force to be reckoned with. I wasn't sure if I was really up to the task? But everything about her made me want to find out. I couldn't seem to get enough of her in my dreams! We tried everything, anywhere and everywhere we could. As if to confirm my dreams, my cock invaded my dreams telling me it felt the same way! But not like any dream I could remember having before. It was only then, that I realized, I was not dreaming!

My eyes jumped to wide awake, as my body finally got through to my brain that something incredible was going on, and to join the land of the living! I opened my eyes to find Kelly riding my fully engulfed cock! She was grinding down on me furiously, sliding back and forth, swirling her hips as if using a hoola-hoop! The feeling was amazing! "Well hey there lover!" she moaned between strokes. "I thought I'd be finished before you woke up!"

I could only stare in wonder as she continued riding me, the look of absolute pleasure on her face! She looked like a woman in complete control! It was then that my brain made the connection! "How are you able to do that?" I asked tentatively. I did not want to break her concentration and spoil what was the second most incredible feeling I had ever experienced!

I managed to finally get my big brain to work and asked, "How are you doing this? Last night......you were out of control!" I managed between every exquisite moment of her attention.

She seemed to be drifting between reality and someplace else as she said, "I don't understand it myself!" she managed before turning up the ferocity of her actions. "I woke up this morning, and just knew I had to have more!" She began to seriously grind herself down on my more than willing cock. "I saw you there, already hard, and just decided to go for it!" Her breathing was building up to only short gasps by now. I could see she was getting close. "Jesus this feels wonderful!" She leaned down and put every ounce of energy into her work now!

She got that look on her face, I had seen only briefly the night before, "O god! I'm gonna cum Daddy!" she screamed. Then that crazy feeling of her trying to rip my dick off from inside took hold. She screamed, leaned back, slammed herself down hard on me, and went into uncontrollable spasms. She jerked around like she was being electrocuted! But somehow, managed to remain on top of me. Again, what seemed like gallons of her sticky, slick cum juice flooded out of her as she howled in foreign tongues! But this time I rode out the storm, concentrating on not allowing myself to cum. Her head looked as if it were going to blow off, but she continued to pump and ride herself to completion. As she slowly wound down, she fell forward, nearly passing out on my chest. Her pussy still milking me for everything it was worth. I watched her go from animal, to exhausted, and completely satisfied as she slowly eased off my still hard cock.

"That was amazing!" she whispered, still trying to regain her composure. "Is it like that every time?"

"God I hope so!" was all I kept thinking. But my response was more personal, more immediate. "I wouldn't know Little One! You neglected to finish me off!" I smiled, indicating my still ridged member.

The smile that split her sweating, but still pretty face was priceless. "Oooo Yes Sir!" she giggled. "I know exactly how to fix that!" She slid down between my legs positioning herself to do exactly as I had hoped she would. 

"This time Little One" I said slyly "Take your time, I am in no rush to cum!"

I guess she realized what it was I was telling her as she slid her mouth around the tip, tasting the mixture of her juices that coated it. "Oooo yummy!" she mumbled. Then set to work slowly moving up and down the outside cleaning me thoroughly! I enjoyed this treatment for several minutes before she decided to turn up the action. She spun around slamming her legs to either side of my head, presenting me with her saturated, still drippy gash, as she engulfed my shaft down to the root! The feeling was amazing, but what looked even better was the gushy hole that was only inches from my mouth.

I grabbed her wrapped my arms through her open thighs, grabbed her ass, and pulled her back to my waiting mouth. She was so tiny, that my mouth nearly cover her entire pussy. I jammed in my tongue and began cleaning up the mess I created, as she did her version of a sword swallower on me. Her hips became electrified as I teased her clit, while jamming my tongue into her depths. I could feel her humming (more likely moaning) around my shaft as I continued to work over her enflamed clitoris. She began furiously grinding her hips down on my face, and in return, I pushed up on my hips whenever she pulled her mouth back too far. As a result she and I were literally fucking the others face! 

I could feel my balls tighten up, and knew it would not be long before I let loose, yet again into this woman. I doubled my efforts on her turgid clit, and was rewarded by another deluge of sticky cum juice flood from her depths. Her howl was muffled be the fullness of my cock being buried in her throat. But the effect on me was instantaneous! I bucked up in to her throat and blew my load deep. She had no choice but to gulp until she couldn't take anymore! Again she pulled up coughing and gagging, a trail of cum hanging from her mouth to my twitching cock. Her gargled howl a noise I had never heard before. She ground down on my face so hard, I began to think she was try to smash my head in! I had to hold on to her hips tight, in order to not have my nose broken! She rolled off of me jerking around like a live wire. Still trying to catch her own breath, while choking on the ropes of cum leaking from her throat.

After finally getting control of her senses, her body, and her breathing, she looked at me and said, "I cannot believe I thought I knew what I was doing! Please Daddy, teach me everything!" she giggled, and spit a gooey stream down onto my leg.

I was still trying to catch my own breath but managed, "We have just begun to experience things Little One! Wait until we try anal! I think I may need accidental death insurance for that!" I laughed.

It took her a few second to understand what I was saying, then the look on her face was priceless! "Oh my fucking god, are you serious?" she said with wonder. "You back there? No way!" she exclaimed.

"Only if you're willing Little One!" I said seriously. "You are the one with all the power here, remember that!"

She looked at me with wonder, and a new respect and simply said, "I trust you with my soul Daddy!" After that she rolled over and began giggling uncontrollably on the floor. I don't know why, or what we were laughing about, but her laugh was so contagious, I soon felt myself joining her. 

We spent the rest of the day either talking or laughing. But for now, we did not try again to do anything more. I must admit, I was happy for the rest. I wasn't sure I could handle anymore at my age? 

*

Monday morning came breaking thru the bedroom window. I felt more invigorated than I had in years. I felt Kelly grumble and try burrowing further into my chest, trying to escape the morning light. "How long had it been since a woman had brought in the morning with me?" I wondered? I ran my hand down her tiny back until I could cup her ass in my hand. The feel of those tiny, soft cheeks beneath my fingers made my, sore, but happy cock twitch. Kelly unconsciously pushed her chest tighter into mine. The soft moan that escaped her mouth reminded me again of the past two days. How could anyone be so sensitive? But who was I to ask stupid questions, when the person I had fantasized about for so many years, was now cuddled up in my arms? The fact that she was less than half my age, just barely more than a child; she even looked the part most times, made it even more impossible to believe. Her hand, unconsciously slid down, and brushed my, now growing cock.

"Mmmmm, somebody's awake!" she yawned, as she looked up into my eyes, with a still sleepy expression.

"You are an amazing young woman Kelly." I murmured back at her.

She took my comment and looked me in the eye, her demeanor went from playful to serious, then softened again. "I am enjoying this tremendously, you know that right... Mason?" she said, with a bit of a question to her statement.

"What happened to Mr.K? Or Daddy?" I asked with a smile.

Kelly pulled herself up into a sitting position, then looked at me with a more serious look. She seemed to be weighing something in her head before saying, "I'm no little girl with a crush on some older guy I can never have." She said simply. Putting her fingers to my lips to stop me from answering, she continued. "I also understand that whatever "this" is, it may not last forever." She pushed on, as if she had practiced this for hours.

"Mason, I am no delusional little girl who thinks she can make you fall in love and never want to leave me! I truly do understand that this is only temporary, and that one day, it will all just be over." She began to cry as she pushed on. "But please, don't act as if this is only your chance at scoring with some, hair brained twit, with no common sense to see that it's only for the sex! I'm not an idiot!!" She was winding up for a big finish, I had to let this run its course.

"I truly do love, and enjoy, everything we have done. And, I am really looking forward to more! You are the first person to EVER" she enunciated, "show me any interest, which lasted longer than a quick feel! So don't sit there and act like this means nothing to you!" she was really getting worked up now, as the tears began to flow hard. I wanted to stop it all, but she refused to let me talk. Her demeanor told me it would be easier to just let her get it out of her system.

"I am not saying that I love you, or I cannot go on without you! I have lived alone, happily, since my first heartbreak. I understand I am not some calendar model with big tits and a big curvy ass. I could never even enter a beauty contest, much less win one. But I'm smart, I have a great sense of humor, and I would never....ever cheat on you! You could do so much worse than me!" She was nearing the end of her tirade, so I just let it go. But the look on my face must have made her check whatever she was going to say next.

"Why don't you say something??" she said punching me on the chest. She sat there huffing and puffing, yet looked so cute. I couldn't help but start to laugh.

Her look went from upset, to wonder, then she too join me in giggling.

"Are you quite finished?" I asked snickering.

She again looked at me, her expression one of confusion now. "y-you're n-not g-going to tell m-me to leave?" she stuttered, still try to regain her composure.

I looked at her for a moment before answering. This was something I needed to get across without any mixed signals that could be misinterpreted. "If you are quite done beating the hell out of me, may I say something?" I inquired, waiting for her response.

A look of confusion and curiosity quickly ran across her face. She just nodded, unable to say a word.

"First, and more foremost!" I started. "This is not a good-bye talk!" I looked at her seriously, trying to get my point across. "Second, I have enjoyed, and hope to continue enjoying every second I can have of you!" She seemed to relax a little hearing this. "Kelly, I have not been so alive, as I have been with you over the last few days and nights. You have made me see, that I am not so far gone that I could never find love again. I am not going to tell you "I love you, and would never leave you!", but you need to understand, I have come to really want you in my life, for however long you wish to be a part of it!" I continued.

"I am not some love-struck old man, who thinks he could ever win over a young, beautiful, talented, and extremely desirable young woman like you! I count myself lucky for the opportunity to try though. I know that someday, this will all just be gone. But you have to know, that I will always remember this as one of the best times of my miserable life; until you want to end it!" I finished. "You, have all the power here! Did you not hear me tell you that?" I asked.

She seemed to weigh all I had said, then smiled and said, "You want to try making "Us" work?" she asked.

I looked at her as if she had three heads growing out of her shoulders. "W-what? Of course I want this to work. I would love having you in my life Kel, are you just fucking with me?" I asked, a little pissed.

She immediately reverted back to her "Little girl" persona. "Oooo Mr.K! You're so bad!" she giggled in her imitation of a 12 yr. old. Then the husky voice of the woman I knew said, "Good, cause you ain't getting rid of me that easy!" As she placed her hands on my face and gave me a quick peck on the lips. She jumped out of bed, skipping to the bathroom. "Get out of bed silly! You have a job to go to; and I have to go to the gym for try-outs!" She looked back at me just before she disappeared into the bathroom; a new look I had not expected........ownership?

*

I was driving down I-95, headed to one of two stops I had to make today, when I got a text on my phone. With a quick look down, I saw it was from my son Tim. Luckily there was a rest stop just ahead, so I pulled into the stop and found a parking spot. I opened the text and read...."Hey Pops, know you're on the road, but got a 911! Call me back! Tim" I know my son, and also know he had to be pretty concerned to bug me, unless it was really important!

I punched up his number and waited as the call connected. "Hey Pops, where you at?" he said, with a bit of concern in his voice.

"Um...about 20 minutes from Palm Beach! What's up?" I returned, wondering what was going on.

"Well........ It seems the brat had an accident at try-outs today, and she's in emergency! Any chance you'll be headed back there tonight? Sorry for asking, but she sounded kinda scared, and well uh.....we kinda got a party goin on here!" he sounded winded.

I looked at my watch, already having decided to turn around, and said, "Yeah I can be back there in about 3 hrs." I said, trying to control the anxiety from my voice. "Give me her number, I'll let her know I'm on my way!" I said trying not to sound upset.

"Umm, I already told her I'd get you to go back Pops, hope you don't mind?" he didn't sound like he was really paying attention to the call at this point. I could hear his voice jump a little as he finished, "Um...gotta go Pops, you're the best!" as the line went dead. If I didn't know better, it sounded as if he couldn't wait to hang up.

I quickly called up my appointments for the day, explaining I had a family emergency to attend to. Both clients agreed there was no hurry, and we could pick up after the following weekend. That gave me 5 days to attend to whatever had happened to Kelly, before Tim and his crew returned from Spring break!

I spun around at the next exit, and punched in the location of the hospital back home. It was the only hospital near where both my condo, and the university was. I was a little worried as to what had happened to Kelly, and cursed myself for not giving her my number! My mind was racing, trying to imagine what had happened, that she had to go to an Emergency unit?

I must admit, the trip that should have taken 3 hrs., took me a little more than 2. Luckily I had not seen a police cruiser through the entire trip! But I slowed down as I hit town, trying to regain some composure, so as not to look like a frantic lover, or parent, as I pulled into the emergency parking lot.

I made my way to the emergency entrance, the up to the receptionist, and inquired as to the young lady that had been brought in from the university. The young nurse who was behind the counter asked reflexively, "family or friend?"

I must have looked comical as I stood there trying to form an answer. "Umm, uhh, family friend!" I replied stuttering. She looked up and just stared at me with a blank expression of someone who had had a rough day. 

"Patients name?" she continued.

"Umm, Kelly!" I started, then realizing I didn't have the slightest idea what her last name was? "She about 5' 2", dark hair, brown eyes." I continued stupidly. "She was brought in from the university, she was involved in some kind of training accident." At this point the nurse could see I was getting frustrated.

"I.D.!" she said without missing a beat. 

I dug out my wallet and showed her my driver's license. "Mr. Kennett. Umm, you're not family, so I'll have to see if the patient knows you?" she got up and disappeared down a short hall into one of the triage rooms, only to pop her head out a few seconds later, and wave me back.

As I came down the hall, she told me that Kelly was a bit sedated, but would be ready for discharge any minute now. I nodded my understanding, and she walked back down the hall, leaving me outside the door to Kelly's room.

I nervously poked my head in the door to find Kelly's leg wrapped from ankle to almost her knee. A pillow was stuffed under her knee to elevate the leg, and she was covered from the knee up by the sterile white sheet that the nurse had provided her with. She had her head back as I walked in, her arm draped over her eyes.

Unsure of how to act in such a public place, I decided on "The Concerned Adult" approach! "Well young lady!" I started. She quickly looked up, the smile fuzzy from the sedatives she had been given. I continued, "What have you done to yourself?"

Kelly rolled her eyes and was about to respond, when the triage doctor entered the room. "Ahh, Ms. Rappaport is it?" he started. Then noticing me there said, "Ahh you must be her father?" he continued pushing out his hand in greeting. 

Kelly busted out in a fit of giggling! The doctor eyeing her, as if what he said was the most normal thing he could have said. He then eyed me as if to ask, what was so funny?




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"Umm.....no, just a family friend!" I responded, trying hard not to laugh at the misunderstanding.

"Oh, ok!" the doctor continued without missing a beat. "So, torn ligaments!" he went on describing each one and what treatment was forecasted for her rehabilitation. "That was a pretty nasty fall you took coming off that vault young lady! He continued in his monotone voice. "You'll be on bed-rest for the remainder of the week, and we will schedule you for rehabilitation after the swelling has gone down, and you can put some pressure on it. I will write you a prescription for Vicodin, for the pain, and suggest hot compresses, followed by cold compresses, for at least the next few days!" he finished, describing the time intervals for each.

He looked at me and said, "You'll have to let her care giver know that she needs to be immobile for at least the next 24 hrs., to give the muscles a chance to relax and recover, before allowing her to get out of bed! Sponge baths, and bed rest until the swelling begins to go down, and no excessive strain on that leg!" he pointed out. He then turned to me and asked, "Will you be taking Ms. Rappaport home?"

I almost choked, my mind already thinking of her and a sponge bath, and trying to keep that leg immobile! But somehow kept from showing anything but concern responded, "Yes Doctor, I will be sure she is well taken care of! I will assure you, that your instructions are followed until she returns for her follow up." I managed.

He grinned at me, then pushed the released papers into Kelly's hand. She scribbled her initials, then signed where the doctor indicated. "OK, I'll send in the nurse to help you get dressed, and you can follow me out to the waiting room until we bring her out! Ms. Rappaport." He nodded as he left the room.

Kelly looked up and mouthed, "Thank you". And just before the nurse came in, pulled the sheet up to show she was naked under the sheets! The evil grin on her face was quickly replaced as she smoothed the sheet back into place just as the duty nurse came into the room. Her face deepened to a deep red, not knowing if the nurse had caught the brief exchange?

"Mr. Kennett, I will bring her out when we've finished getting her dressed." She smiled. It was if she had seen the little show Kelly had given me, but refused to acknowledge it. But those knowing eyes traveled down to my bulging crotch, as she pushed me from the room.

After the orderly had helped me to get Kelly into my Jeep, I made a call to her parents and left a message, along with my number and e-mail address. I explained what had happened, and asked if they would return my call, or leave instructions as to what they wanted me to do. I told them that Kelly would be fine at my place until my sons return home, but needed to work out something for Kelly's home-care, as it involved bed rest. (I wanted to make sure I was being a proper adult here). I then let them know they could call anytime of the day or night when they got my message.

Kelly was out of it, the pain-killers had apparently taken effect! She slept soundly for the entire ride home, and barely acknowledged the fact that I put her to sleep in my room, before I turned out the lights and made my way back to the living room.

After about 2 hrs. my phone rang, it was Kelly's Mom. She sounded calm, but concerned as she inquired as to her daughters condition. I explained what the doctor had told me, and she thanked me for being there for her daughter. She also told me that they would have the family doctor schedule a nurse to come over the following day to help with her recovery, as Kelly's apartment was being redone for the remainder of the week, and it was nice that I had let her stay in Tim's room while he was out of town. She went on to tell me that most single men my age would not have been so responsible with a teen-aged young lady, and they were so glad Kelly had someone to look out for her!

I assured her that Kelly would be looked after, and she would be welcome to call at any time to check on her progress. She thanked me and hung up.

I almost started feeling bad about my deception, until I heard Kelly call out. I grabbed a glass of ice water and headed back to my room to see what was wrong.

As I walked in, the first thing I noticed was the pile of Kelly's clothes on the floor. Then quickly my eye focused on the wicked smile she had on her face, as she smiled from behind a pillow. The sheet barely covered any of her luscious body, and the wicked little grin was almost too much. She cricked her finger in an invitation to join her. "Come here you bad, bad man you!" she purred.

At first I was enticed by this wild little nymph, but quickly remembered the medications she was on. I walked over, pulling the sheets back over her, more to stop me, than her. "You need to get some rest Little One!" I admonished. Her lips squished up into that pout that drove me nuts!

"But I want you!" she purred. She again tried to pull down the sheet to reveal herself to me. 

"Uh huh!" I laughed. "Even if you could, right now you're too doped up to even know what you're doing!" I kept her from pulling down the sheet any further and returned it to a point that I was no longer sorely tempted.

"Now is that anyway to treat me?" she slurred. The pain-killers were obviously affecting her thought processes! She fell back and rolled onto her side, attempting to look seductive. But realized, she was too weak to pull it off. "OK, ok, I'll go to sleep. But promise me you'll watch over me tonight Daddy! I really don't want to be alone anymore!" she mumbled as she drifted back off to sleep. For just a second, I wondered what had happened in her life, which made Daddy so important. It was obvious to me, there was more to this than just a sexual fantasy! But for now, I patted back her hair and slid in beside her, wrapping an arm around her, until she drifted peacefully off to sleep. I realized then, that this was turning into something far more, than just a fun sexual play thing. What the hell was I getting myself into?

After careful consideration, I decided to stop this particular entry. I hope that it draws enough curiosity to continue. I have far more to write on the subject, but my proof-reader and #1 critic suggested this would be a natural break between installments. Who am I to argue? I hope you've enjoyed my little story so far? I plan on at least 2 more entries, as the volume of this is much too long to go into in one long entry. Let me know what you all think? I'd enjoy some "constructive" feedback! Thanks Smookie for the freedom to express myself!