****** Facial Tones by CigarSoup ******
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Facial Tones


For those of you who must know, I just made this up. I hope you enjoy it..
Please address any comments to "Cigarsoup@aol.com"

I've lived on the corner of Crimson Way and Alpine Street for the past 10
years. Many of which were shared with my beautiful wife Timiko. I had met
Timiko in Japan while I was performing my military duty. Since that meeting, it
was magic for me, loving every second I had spent with her. Unfortunately, life
is sometimes cruel and the light of my life passed away at an early age five
years ago; I've been alone ever since.

We never had any children not that we didn't try every day of our marriage-
sometimes three or four. Try as we may, Timiko never got pregnant. We finally
decided to get tested to see if there might be a problem with either my pluming
or hers. There was and it was mine. I had some chemical imbalance in my seaman
fluid that didn't allow enough of my sperm to live. I wasn't completely
infertile, but I just didn't have enough of a sperm count to get the job done.
I felt really down when I found out but Timiko was a real source of strength.
She simply accepted it as "our karma" and that we should just enjoy our time
together and help out the world in other ways.

We did enjoy our time together, every second of it-especially our sex life. It
never got stale-she never let it! In fact, one day she even insisted that we
get a pool in the backyard just so we could fuck in it. You can imagine the
anticipation I went through as it was being built!

We had some great times in that pool. I still keep the pool well maintained but
I haven't been in it since she died. Actually, I haven't been into hardly
anything since then. Still, it seems like only yesterday that I held her in my
arms for the last time. Timiko probably wasn't the most beautiful woman in
Japan. She was short, 5' 2" to my 6' 1" and slender. Her breasts were 34B but
fit her well and her jet black hair was as erotic as it was long. Her skin was
smooth as silk after conquering her acne problem as a teen. In retrospect, she
was a plain Jane that grew more beautiful every day. The world would never
consider her a raving beauty but to me she was the most beautiful woman in the
world.

In all honesty, I lusted after her from the moment I met her. It was love at
first sight for me but took some wining and dining to get her over to my side
of the force. Or so I thought. Actually, she like me instantly as well and just
wanted to test me to see how interested in her I was. We dated almost six
months before I finally made a significant sexual advance. We did a lot of
kissing and some petting before then, but I never saw any of her vital parts
and she never touched my cock before that fateful night. That night we had just
gotten back from seeing "Gone With the Wind."

We were in her small apartment sitting on her two-seat couch and doing our
normal kissing. My hand strayed to her left breast and was its want to do.. In
the past I had just lightly brushed them, never fully exploring their mass or
playing with her nipples. This time though I brushed her against her left
nipple as I could tell it was swollen with desire. I was proved correct when I
squeezed it between my fingers and she kissed me deeply, her tongue barreling
into my mouth searching out my own.

Finally able to fondle her nipples made my cock rock hard. So hard in fact that
I was squirming in my seat from its pressure. As I continued to flick and play
with her two nipples, she unbuttoned her long yellow blouse. I paused to watch
her. When she undid that last button I placed my hand on her right tit over her
beige bra. She put her left hand over my hand while sticking her fingers under
the bottom of the bra. She then lifted her bra and my hand over her breasts.
Both luscious orbs were now in plain sight. As I stared at their lusciousness,
Timiko placed her hands around the back on my head and pulled it to them. My
tongue began to feast on her nipples. As I played and sucked on her luscious
melons, Timiko surprised me when she started stroking my cock through my pants.
Then I surprised her by quickly releasing a large load of spunk, cumming in my
pants before she had the opportunity to actually see my cock.

Of course our sex lives took off from there. Three weeks later we were fucking
like rabbits and continued to do so throughout our 13-year marriage. Like I
said, we make love constantly, sometimes three or four times a day. Even when
she was having her period she'd find a way to please me. We make love in every
room in her apartment and when we moved into my current house, she made a big
deal out of christening every room with a nice long fuck session. She even
included our half-bathroom by sucking my cock while she was peeing. Telling me
to cum in her mouth while I listed to her piss hit the bowl. I did and it was
so hot to me we did it several more times as well, even reversing the roles
occasionally. Timiko suggested we by sex books and porno movies and she loved
acting on every thing we read and saw. I especially love having her with me as
we shopped for these items. I think every guy in the Adult book store we
visited regularly was jealous of her openness, wishing their own wives or
girlfriends would be the same.

To be sure, we had a great life together but it was all too short. You see, I
met Timiko when I was 20 and she was 18. We married two years later. She died
at age 33. I haven't had a hard on since. Well at least not until five minutes
ago. Five years is a long time in between erections and I almost forgot how
good that feeling was and how much I missed it until now. The source of my
erection was the young lady now swimming in my pool.

Her name is Sumiko but my wife and I had always called her Sue for short. Sue
had swum in our pool a million times it seems since I've known her and it had
never affected me this way before. Maybe my cock was just trying to tell me to
get back in the game. Heck, I was only 40 and Timiko had made me promise the
day before she passed that I wouldn't sit home feeling sorry for myself. She
said I needed to find someone else to share my life with and of course, the
pleasures of the flesh. She simply couldn't go to the great beyond without my
solemn promised to find another woman to share my cock with. I promised I
would. I never said when. However, even I never imagined that after all this
time, even the hottest women wouldn't so much as bring a sexual thought into my
head-at least until now.

As I watched Sue swim, I remember all the sexual fun my wife and I had had in
that pool. These thoughts just kind of blended into the impure thoughts I was
getting about Sue. Sue was 19-years old and had lived across the street from us
since the day we moved in. She was an American of Japanese decent. Her father
was born in the States but her mother was not. In fact, their marriage was
arranged by the families, her parents never meeting until their wedding day.

Her mom was 30 and her dad 50 on that day. Ten years later, Sumiko was born.
Her parents where strict and she was brought up in a culture that demanded
obedience and humbleness. Therefore, Sumiko grew up shy and awkward with the
normal American kids. She was shy, didn't have many, if any friends and was, to
but it bluntly, as plain as a brown paper bag. She was thin and her breasts
couldn't have been larger than 32A. To me, her best feature by far was her long
black hair which hung down to her lower back. It wasn't that long when we first
met, but I bet she hadn't cut it since about the time Timiko got sick. It was
that hair now that I was thinking about. Thinking about it wrapped around my
stiff cock, jerking me off with it, releasing five years of built up cum.

Maybe that was because that's what Timiko had done to me the very last time we
had sex together. Anyway, that's what I was thinking about as I watched Sumiko
do her laps in the pool. She could easily see me standing in front of the
kitchen window looking and smiling out at her as she swam. The window was too
high for her to see me standing there with my cock in hand, slowing jerking it
after a five-year absence. As I jerked it, I imagine her wrapping her hair
around my dick, and jerking me to orgasm, releasing my seed into her jet-black
hair. She didn't see me close my eyes and tilt my head back as I stroked myself
to a real orgasm, releasing my seed into the sink. Nor did she see me quickly
turn on the faucet, running the water over my cum, washing it down, watching it
swirl around as gravity pulled it down the drain.

No Sumiko was by no means beautiful and will probably never turned a male head
in her life. Her face could be considered cute really, as it was the first day
I saw her when she was a nine-year old child. The only think preventing it were
a severe case of acne-she always seemed to have several pimples dotting her
facial landscape. She must have had six or seven "white heads" on her face at
any one time.

While this may have turned males off, I actually lusted after them. I wanted to
feel them popping between my fingers, squeezing the white puss out of them.
Then I'd take my cock and rub it all over her face, making her stroke and suck
me as I did. I would then squirt my cum all over her face. Spreading the while
fluid over her open pimples, using it like an acne medicine to give her skin
the velvet look and shine just like my wife had. Ah yes, a true facial cum job!

I know to some people this sounds gross, to others it was kinky perverted sex.
Yet, to me it was perfectly normal. You see, Timiko had loved it--demanded and
expected it at least twice a week. That's because, she also had a problem with
pimples when she was a teen. For sure they even attracted me to her. It's just
something in me I can't explain. If I see a pimple I just want to get my
fingers on it and pop it-no matter whose face it's on.

Of course, I pretty much kept this fact to myself and never acted on it except
on my own pimples. That is until this one day just a few weeks before we were
to be married. We were making out and my fingers were exploring a big "white
head" on the left side of her face. I had been fascinated by it for hours,
oftentimes staring at it. Wondering how it would feel between my fingers.
Finally, as we kissed, I got to feel its hardness between my fingertips, its
white juice ready to fly out from the recesses of her skin with only the
slightest of squeezes. It was huge and ripe, just begging to be popped!

As my tongue met Timiko's, my left-hand cup her right breast and found its
nipple. I had that pimple between my right index finger and thumb. I circle my
tongue around hers and squeezed her nipple and the pimple simultaneously.
Timiko grimaced and broke our kiss but the deed was done. I thick layer of
white pimple sap lay in the palm of my hand. I thought she was going to
complain that I squeezed her nipple too hard.

"Frank dear is that my pimple you just popped," she said.

"Yes love. It was just so big I just had to do it. I hope I didn't hurt or
offend you."

"I know my love. You are quite fascinated by them aren't you? You are forever
touching mine. I know you want to have your way with them. It's OK, we are all
strange in different ways."

Timiko totally surprised me on her acceptance of something even I didn't
understand. She surprised me even more with her next comment.

"If I let you do anything you want to my pimples will you do something for me?"

"Yes Timiko, yes anything!"

She laid on her back on the bed and told me to do what I wished. I was in
heaven. I explored every pimple on her face, small or large. I squeezed them
all and I know it hurt her some even though I tried to do it as gently as
possible. I squeezed ever ounce of the white fatty tissue from each one,
playing with it until a bright red bubble of blood emerged from its head.
Finally, I was finished. My squeezing had gotten her face all red and in some
places you could still see my finger depressions on her skin. However, she
never uttered any cries of pain and in fact, kept encouraging me to go on..

"Timiko, you've pleased me beyond measure. What is it you wish me to do for
you. I want please you ten-fold."

"Take your cock out and put it here on my face."

I did as instructed, not quite understanding what she wanted me to do with it
but not questioning her in anyway. Hey it had something to do with my cock so I
knew it was going to be good.

"I see your actions have gotten you aroused my love. Your cock is so big and
hard. Rub it all over my face. Fuck my facial skin with your cock."

I couldn't believe what she was saying. My cock went up a notch or two in
hardness as I laid it upon her red face.

"That's it love, rub it all over don't miss a spot."

Timiko took my cook in her hand and started to guide it across her face as she
subtly stroked it. When she felt my pre-cum, she took my cock head and speared
the cum directly over the area I had first played with. Next, she guided my
cock into her mouth, and stroked it with her tongue getting it dripping wet
with her saliva. She then took it out and rubbed it over her face once more.
She continued to alternate between sucking my cock and rubbing it on her face
until I couldn't stand it anymore.

"OH Timiko, I'm going to cum. I'm going to shoot so hard"

"Yes my love, shoot your hot cum all over my face, don't let a drop slide off."

I did. I shoot a huge amount of thick spunk all over her forehead, lips, and
cheeks. She immediately began to rub my cum into her face-a cum facial as it
were. When it was completely rubbed in. She sat up and kissed me deeply. Then
she went to her sink and washed her face with her beauty soap.

This became a routine with us. A few nights later, the exact scene played out
again only this time she didn't wash her face until the next morning.. Much to
my surprise but not so much to hers, her face began to clear up. As the weeks
went by, she had fewer and fewer pimples until finally, her skin was silky
smooth.

"I guess you won't be needing any more special facials," I said to her one
night as I had her chin in my hand moving her face side to side and inspecting
it.

"Why not," she asked in a hurt tone?

"Well I think your skin problem has resolved itself. Your skin is so soft and
smooth now, no one would ever suspect you had acne so bad but a few months
ago."

"Yes, my problem has gone away. However, we must take preventative measures to
ensure it never comes back. I need my facials to continue--please don't deny
me."

Of course I never did. Timiko got her facials twice a week as long as we were
together. So as I now gazed at my cum floating away down the drain, it occurred
to me that perhaps I was wasting it. That my cum might have the same affects on
Sue as it did on Timiko. Then reality set in. Sue was still young and a friend
of the family. Someone who I had watched turn into a young adult. Someone who
helped me keep my household in order after Timiko was gone. How could I even
consider sex with such a sweet child?

Our house was about the only place Sumiko's parents would let her stray to. Of
course Timiko and Sue's parents had become friends. They trusted me as well.
Their command of the English language wasn't that strong and I often help them
in that regard. I also became Sue's homework helper, ensuring she understood
her assignments and helping when necessary. When she entered Junior High, she
hardly needed my assistance any longer. She was an "A+" student, excelling in
every subject. However, she still did her homework in our living room most
nights. I think she just felt more comfortable with us than with her own
parents. Then again, it might have been our dog.

I think she loved "Sam" our Golden Retrieve more than we did. We got Sam as a
pup when she was 13 I think and she and Sam have been pals ever since. To be
sure, Sue became the daughter we never had. She was fluent in Japanese as well
as English and when Sue and Timiko wanted to talk about woman things, they
would revert to Japanese to keep me from listening in. When Timiko got
leukemia, Sue's help was immeasurable. Timiko refused to be in a hospital,
spending as many days at home as she possibly could.

By the time Timiko was really sick, I had managed to procure 65% of a very
lucrative business. Therefore, I hired a General Manager to take over and I
stayed home with my wife, never leaving her side. Even after she passed, I
didn't return to work. Things were going so well that I didn't want to mess
them up. Besides, I just didn't want to face the outside world. So I just
stayed home, dabbling in the stock market, went golfing by myself, and took
care of Sam.

If it weren't for Sue, I might not of even done that. She had promised Timiko
that she'd look after me and she took that job seriously. She yelled at me to
clean up after myself and to think of things to do. Moreover, she even made me
a list of things to do around the house and yelled at me to get out of it when
I stayed in it too long. In fact, when I didn't want to leave the house even to
play golf a month or so after the funeral, she threaten to cut me off-that she
would never step one foot in my house again if I didn't start living my life
again. She had a mental toughness even then at the tender age of 14. Timiko
would surely have been proud of her.

Looking back when I was 14, I had already felt up two girls. At age 16, I was
going steady with a girl who loved to suck my cock. I discovered the joys of
getting her hot as well and it let to lots of good old fashion teenage fucking
between us. Equating this to Sue, now 19, I had the strong sense she'd never
been kissed or sucked a cock and I was pretty damn sure she was still a virgin.
She became comfortable with me long before now, but her shyness with other
people didn't help her get any dates. Of course her pimpled face and skinny
body didn't help either.

In all our talks since I've been alone, Sue had never mentioned boys. Her goal
was to be an elementary school teacher. At the present, she was a sophomore in
college and on the dean's list every semester; she was well on her way to
attaining her goal.

She never seemed disappointed with her lot in life and her attitude, at least
with me, was one of utter contentment. Sue would come over each morning before
school to check on me. Mostly, she wanted to know that I was going to stay busy
that day. I'd tell her over breakfast what my plans where then she'd off she'd
go. Depending on her classes, she would often drop by during the afternoon or
just before super just to say hi and take a dip in the pool, weather
permitting. Almost June now, swimming was almost an every day occurrence.

Later in the evening, after sharing supper and some time with her parents, she
would drop by to discuss any current events or other topics that might be on
her mind. One of these nights, now that I've noticed her in a different light,
I might have to ask her how her love life was going. After all, if I was going
to jerk off over her, knowing that now that I started I might find it hard to
stop, I might as well see what her thoughts on sex where.

A few weeks went by after I came in the sink that first time. That night, I
wanked off two more times thinking of Sue's hair around my cock, squeezing her
pimples, and giving her a proper facial. Each day she swam led to the same
results. I'd stand watching her waving in the window over the sink while I
slowly masturbated. At night, I'd daydream about her body. How her perky small
buds would feel in my mouth and how her pussy would taste and how tight it
would be. And, always, always how good it would be to touch her pimples, to rid
them of their white stuffing and give her a cum facial in order to turn her
skin into velvet tones.

Finally one day as she was drying her hair after a quicker than normal swim,
she waved for me to come out to the pool. She had been too quick this day for
me and I had to stuff my still hard cock back in my shorts before I proceeded
to sit by her with our feet dangling in the pool

"Frank, why is it every day you watch me swim standing by the kitchen window.
Why don't her ever come out and swim with me or at least keep me company."

"Well, I know your working out and I don't want to disturb you. I enjoy
watching you swim though, that why I always watch."

My hands were covering my crotch area since my cock was still ridged. I was
hoping she hadn't noticed but the way she was staring at my midsection, I think
she must have.

"Can I ask you a personal question," Sumiko said?

"You know you can always ask me anything Sue."

"After Timiko got sick she was very worried about you. She told me many things
and knew I was fond of you. She asked me to look in on you and ensure you kept
on with your life. This I gladly have done. I would have anyway, even had she
not asked. Your wife was a very astute woman and loved you very much. She knew
you would need a woman to make your life complete again."

"I'm glad Timiko shared her secrets with you. She trusted and loved you like
her own daughter. However, be that as it may I'm still not exactly sure what
your question is?"

"That's because I haven't asked it yet. My question is this. According to
Timiko, your sexual needs where quite frequent. It gave her great pleasure to
give you pleasure as often as you desired it. However, it has been five years
now and you still have not found or even looked for another woman. Timiko sprit
is concerned for you. Enough time has passed. You need to find someone or she
will never rest easy."

You have to understand that Sumiko and her parents were devout Buddhists. I
knew little of the religion other than it was important for the living to let
those who had passed before guide them through life. The sprits of relatives
and close friends were especially close to those they left behind. Sue had told
me on many occasions that Timiko's sprit was with her, guiding her during her
chanting sessions. It didn't matter if I believe it or not, to Sue it was
everything and therefore, I would never take it lightly or joke about it. I
also felt closer to Sue knowing my wife was communicating with her on some
level.

"Timiko knows how much I loved her. Most people never find their one true love-
I did! Pleasing each other was an outcropping of our passion and love for each
other. It's not hard to understand that when she passed my desire and passion
went with her. For this reason, other woman just have not stirred me in that
way."

"How would you know, you haven't even tried. I agree, not everyone can find his
or her one true love. Mostly, that's fairy tale stuff anyway. However, this
does not keep people from getting together and sharing their lives each giving
the other enough fulfillment to be happy."

"Sue you are so wise for one so young and of course you are correct in your
thinking. It's just that I did find my one true love and any other would pale
in comparison."

"Then do not compare. Just except it for what it is," Sue said sounding as if I
had someone that interested me already.

"OK, I'll think about it. However, I can say the same for you. I've never seen
you date nor do you ever discuss boys either. How come you're not looking to
find someone to share with?"

"Because I have my someone. I've had him for a long time."

Now this was a revelation and a half. She had a secret lover? OH my! Why was my
heart racing? Why didn't I feel happy for her? Shit, was I jealous? No, she was
just a great friend, a kid really. But this was Sumiko, the little girl who
lived across the way.

"No Frank, she's not a child anymore," I said to myself.

Talking to myself, I continued. "She needs some one just as you did at her age.
She has a right to a healthy sex life. Your 20-years older than her. Don't be a
shit head, don't try and mess things up over your petty jealousy. Go ahead;
tell her she makes you hard. She'll either laugh till her sides split or never
talk to you again. Snap out of it will you."

"Frank, hey Frank where did you go?"

"What? OH nowhere, just thinking."

"You look like you were in dreamland somewhere."

"Me, no I was just trying to imagine who your someone might me."

"You'd like him a lot I think."

"Can I meet him? Where have you been hiding him? How long have you been
together?"

"Well, we're not exactly together yet. He doesn't know my true feelings yet."

"Well then how do you know he's the one? I mean, what if his feelings are not
in concert with yours."

"They are. We will be together. It was just meant to be."

"How can you be so sure?"

"I know. Timiko has told me so."

Goose bumps rose and my body chilled and it wasn't from the water my feet were
in. It never bothered me when Sue had told me Timiko was always with us. I
figured it was her religion and everyone had a right to have his or her
"crutch" of choice. However, Sue mostly talked of it in general terms. When she
got very specific, it turned my legs weak. To think my dead wife was talking to
Sue from beyond the grave was eerie but too fascinating for me to let pass. At
least it had one good effect; I lost my hard on.

"Sumiko, (I always called her this with I was more serious) when did she tell
you this?"

"Many times. We talked about it a few weeks before she passed and has reminded
me off and on over the years since. Last night she came to me once again when I
was chanting. Her presence was very strong. She said it was time. She said he
was ready."

"So why won't you tell me who "he" is? I thought we didn't have any secrets."

"We all have secrets. You have things you don't tell. Besides, you will know
soon enough."

I was just sitting now, just trying to think who the hell this guy was. I turn
my head and looked down on her body. Sue was sitting with her shoulders turned
in and it made her already loose bikini top, open further-I could see her perky
little tits perfectly!

Being a man and having gone without for so long, I stared at them. They were
small and cone shaped except that her nipples and aureoles where large and took
up almost her entire tit. They looked liked they belonged on 36D breasts not
her 32As. Despite there lack of size, I fell in love with them at first glance.
Her nipples were aroused and turned upwards at me, begging me to suck on them.
My cock became aroused as well. Sue was turned slightly towards me. I knew she
had to know I was staring but she didn't try to move to hide them from me.
Quite the contrary, she turned slightly towards me so I could have an even
better view.

Sue began to rub my thigh, her hand just several inches from my cock. I
continued to stare at her tits. He left one was totally open to my view-it left
nothing to my imagination. Her face was close to mine and the wind was blowing
her drying hair against my bare back and shoulders. Every time it touched me it
felt like a soft stroke on my cock. Her hand, her tit, her hair, and oh my, a
big pimple right there for the popping.

It was the only thing that could have diverted my gaze from her tit. I wanted
to feel it, touch it, remove that white poison from just beneath her skin. I
didn't want to take a chance and touch her in a sexual way even knowing that
was what she was trying to get me to do. However, touching her pimple couldn't
be construed as foreplay, at least not to her. I was overcome by lust. I moved
my hand to her face and rubbed the back of my right index finger over the
prominent whitehead.

"Break it Frank, go ahead, I know you want to. Please, it's OK, I want it too,"
Sue whispered in my ear.

I needed no more encouragement. I touched in ever so lightly feeling the
hardness of it, getting to know the contour of its shape. At the same time, Sue
was ever so gently rubbing the back of her hand over the bulge in my bathing
suit. I began to breathe harder as my fingers slightly squeezed her white
headed bump. I knew it would be quick. It was thick and full of ripe white
liquid just waiting for a stroke or two before exploding into the air-just like
my hard cock!

I couldn't wait any longer; I squeezed its mass between my thumb and the tip of
my index finger. The sudden pressure I exerted on it caused it to erupt
immediately. Instead of crying out, Sue just circled her hand around my cock
and squeezed its thickness.

Her squeezing kept my cock from exploding like her pimple. I was overcome by a
desire to put my pee hole right on that still oozing spot on her face and let
my cum soak into her skin. Then my phone rang and our sexual tension was
broken. Sue removed her hand and went to answer the phone. It was her mother
calling her. She wanted Sue to take her to the oriental store. Sue said she
would be back after supper. As soon as she was gone, I released my cock and
jerked off into the pool.

Sue didn't return until after 9 PM so I had a lot of time to think of those
afternoons' events. Like what the hell was I thinking? Then again, that's all I
had really done--thinking. Yes, I wanted to hold her in my arms, to kiss her
lips and to feel her small breasts in my hands. Moreover, I had serious
thoughts about cumming on her face. Yet, I hadn't really done anything to her.
I know I stared at her boobs but she put them there for me to stare at.
Actually, all I really did was squeeze her pimple. Hell, that was nothing.

OK, OK, I know I'm the adult here. Hey wait a minute, she'll be 20 early next
month she's as much an adult as I am. So one day she's this little girl I've
always known and the next I'm picturing here as a sex partner. It was like
someone took my sexual light switch that I had turn off and just flipped it
back on again.

I guess I was becoming a dirty old man. It wouldn't be the first time an older
guy fell for a younger woman. I think Sue was right, I do need to get out and
try and get back in the game. Try and find someone my own age to meet and maybe
something will happen. So where do I look? I could get on the Internet, built a
profile, go in the local chat rooms, at least that would be a start. Maybe I
could also look at those personal ads in the Friday newspaper-even put one in
myself. Might even be fun. Can't hurt to try that's for sure.

I felt better now that I had direction. Nevertheless, what direction was Sue
heading in? After all, it was her that touched me sexually not the other way
around. Was she trying to stir me or just giving this old guy some needed
sexual relief. It had to be the latter I figured. She did say she had someone
already. So she hadn't told him yet that still doesn't explain her actions
towards me unless she just wanted to give me pleasure I haven't had in five
years. She must understand about that.

Another thought entered the old brain. Perhaps she knows little about pleasing
a man and wants me to teach her how before she goes after the man of her
destiny as she calls him. That could be it. Times have changed. Maybe it is a
Buddhist thing that an older man teachers the young petal how to become a
flower. Hell, I've heard of a lot dumber things.

Well, I guess I'll just have to ask her. I need to clear the air between us
anyway and being the oldest adult I might as well put my cards on the table. I
don't want to jeopardize our great relationship. I love the girl. No matter how
she looks, skinny or not, I loved her. Right now I'm kind of mixed up on what
kind of love it entails but I know I want her to be the happiest person on the
face of the earth. Therefore, I would support her in any thing (or man) she did
(choose). Speaking of her choices, the jealousy I felt this afternoon when she
told me about her potential man must have been because I didn't have time to
think about things. It was just a gut reaction, nothing more. I had no reason
to be jealous. She had a right to her own happiness and I now had a plan for
mine, right?

That's just about what I have been thinking when Sue returned.

"What's up! What did you have for supper? Did you eat that fresh salad I left
for you?"

"Yes I did and thanks for preparing it for me. By the way, why are you still
worried about me so much? You'd think I wasn't capable of fending for myself.
You have a life to live yourself you know. You should go out more, see guys
your own age instead of hanging around an old man like me all the time."

"I am leading my own life silly. I love being around you and you're not so old.
You're only 40, hell my father didn't even get married until he was 50. He's
almost 80 now and still making love to my mom whenever he can.

"And how would you know that young lady," I said in my best fake scowl.

"I know the sounds and the smell by now. Plus, the look on my mother's face
always gives it away-sheer utter contentment! It's just the kind of loving I
will have at her age.

"You sound awfully confident! But I agree with you, I think I was headed there
myself until I got detoured."

"I told you, I have my someone. I don't really need to look for guys. Besides,
I know I'm not that beautiful and most guys seldom even notice me."

"Yes, I recall that you did. Well that someone obviously has noticed you. I
guess if you have your man you really don't need to shop around anyway. I'm
happy for you. I bet he thinks you're both beautiful and sexy."

"He's the only one who has ever thought so. When I notice his excitement it
just makes my knees weak. I want to pleasure him so much I can't stand it
sometimes."

"So how long has this been going on? If you don't mind my asking?"

"I don't mind. I've wanted to talk to you about it for so long. It's not
something a proper Japanese girl can discuss with her parents. I think my
mother would faint if I ask her about sexual pleasures. She was a virgin when
she got married. My father wasn't that experience either."

"Well they managed to make you and that's pretty wonderful I think.."

"Stop, you're making me blush."

"Sorry. So how do you know about your parents arrangement and such?"

"My mother told me about it, just in general terms when she was explaining the
birds and the bees to me. After she was finished, I think I was more confused
that before. So I asked Timiko about some of the things my mother was trying to
tell me and she explained it so much better. I think we really became a lot
closer after that. That was about six weeks before she got sick. I wasn't quite
14 yet."

"Timiko did have a way of explaining things."

"Yes, that's when I started to pay attention to my parents looks and sounds and
well you know. I had this curiosity that all girls have."

"I was the very same way back then. Although, whatever I did discover was from
the hallway talk at school and just plain old trial and error. Sometimes I
think it would be nice if every teen coming into their sexual maturity had an
older woman and man to teach them how to please their future partners. How
satisfying pleasing your partner really can be."

"What a wonderful idea! Too bad our society is not ready for that. I know if
this were possible who'd I pick."

"Who?"

"You have to ask? Anyway, I got to run along. Can we pick this up tomorrow? The
conversation has been so stimulating."

"Sure. You know I'm always here for you. Are you going to wait until tomorrow
until you tell me who," I said just as Sue opened to leave.

She paused, looked me dead in the eye and said, "you!"

Then she closed the door and ran home.

Me? She'd choose me? OK, OK, calm down. It's not that big a revelation. Shit,
you're the only older man she knows other than her father. Of course she'd
choose you. It makes perfect sense. Don't make a big deal out of it; it's not
like she's going to really ask you or anything.

I had a hard time sleeping that night. I couldn't keep my mind of the vision I
had of Sue's breasts. The way her nipples had pointed up at me. My cock was
rock hard again and I just had to stroke it. I imagine her removing her top to
let me play with them. She was begging me to run my fingers over her face. She
told me to explore her bumps, her pimples, she begged me to run my cock over
them. She wanted my cum to bathe her face with its warm sticky goop. As she
pumped my cock head, aiming it at her cheeks, I exploded in orgasm. I left the
cum in my sheets and rolled over.

When I awoke the next morning I had a change of heart about the plans I had
made. I didn't want to meet anyone else. Who was I kidding? I wanted Sumiko.
Trouble was I knew I couldn't have her. She had already chosen someone else.
Probably a good thing anyway. I mean, what would the neighbors think if I
married Sue. Well, we could always move. No, fuck the neighbors. I didn't need
anyone but her anyone. However, her parents would disown her if she married me-
-I wasn't Japanese. No matter, she had "the someone" anyway.

It was Saturday and I was watching a ball game on the tube when Sue finally
showed up in her bikini. I notice right away that the pimple I broke yesterday
was back again, although somewhat smaller.

"Hi! Don't get up. Watch your game, I'm just going for a short dip. Taking my
parents shopping is always a hassle. They are the most particular people I've
ever known," Sue said as she kissed me on the cheek and scurried out to the
pool.

I wanted to get up and go watch her but I knew I had to knock that off. I had
masturbated enough already to her vision and I needed to stop it. Why torture
myself. If I couldn't have her for real then I'd just had to settle for her
love and affection without my perverted little acts. I mean what would Timiko
think of me? Suppose she really was watching. Shit, she's going to kill me when
I died!

The thoughts of Timiko watching me from her spirit world kind of straighten me
out. I felt secure enough to go grab a beer and see how the girl was doing
without the fear of a hard-on and cumming in the sink. So, I figured I'd go
grab the beer then take a look, maybe give her a wave, then back to the ball
game. I wondered who was winning the game anyway. I'd only been watching an
hour you'd think I'd know.

I opened the refrigerator door, grabbed the beer opened it and took a swig.
With the beer can still pouring its contents into my mouth, I turned and looked
towards the pool. I gagged and beer flew out my mouth and nose. There was Sue,
swimming on her back, nipples pointed skyward. Her deep dark thick black bush
was also pointed towards the heavens-Sue was as naked as the day she was born.
Her bikini was lying near her towel by the side of the pool.

I didn't bother to pick up the beer I just spat up. It could stay on the floor.
I couldn't move anyway. She was more beautiful naked than she ever appeared
clothed. Her lines where not nearly as straight as I had always thought. Why
did I suddenly just notice this? After all, this was almost the same view as
the bikini one.

When Sue reached one end of the pool, she flipped herself over and swam back
towards the other end and me. Her ass was in clear sight now. Perfectly round
with two sultry mounds, it seems to be one of her best assets as it where. I
loved ever inch of it. I didn't care what anyone else thought. She was the
foxiest lady I'd ever known other than my wife. Super models could never turn
me on as much as her even if I had a pool full of them.

I bet she thought I'd be too engrossed in the ball game to watch her swim. I'm
sure she didn't intend for my eyes to invade her privacy. God, if she only knew
what she was doing to my cock. How could I ever think of dating anyone else as
long as she was somehow in my life? If I had to spend my life masturbating in
my bed to my crazy daydreams about her, than so be it. No other woman was ever
going to get me hard; they'd always pale in comparison. She was the only one to
compare to Timiko-different but the same. No wonder she made my cock dance!

I finally managed to move back to the couch when I heard her calling my name. I
got up and went out back to find her sitting on the edge of the pool again with
her towel draped around her body. I didn't see her bikini anywhere so I was
certain she had put it on again before draping the towel over her.

Sitting down beside her I said, "how was your swim?"

"Utterly fantastic. It was the best one of the year."

"Gee, didn't know a simple dip in the pool could affect you so profoundly," I
smirked.

"Frank, I didn't embarrass you last night did I? I felt so naughty telling you
I wanted you to teach me about making love and then just leaving like that."

"I must have missed something. All you did was agree with my premise. I don't
believe you actually said you wanted me to teach you about making love. You
just said if it where possible you'd pick me and you didn't even say that in
the same sentence."

"Why isn't it possible?"

"Like you said, our society isn't ready."

"I'm ready. The rest of society doesn't interest me much. I want to know about
being with a man. I want to know how to pleasure someone I love so
desperately."

" I, I, don't know. It was only a premise. How about your special someone.
Don't you want to learn about pleasing him from him?

"Yes Frank I do. You're my special someone. You've always been "my someone."
I've waited for you to be ready to love again after your beloved Timiko died. I
also waited long enough to become a woman for you to enjoy. I'm am that woman
now my love. A woman who loves you as much as anyone can."

"I can't believe this. You love me?"

"Yes. You make me feel so beautiful; you've always made me feel beautiful.
Teach me my love, teach me to pleasure you."

Sue then stood up and dropped the towel from her body. She was naked before my
eyes again. Her pussy was about at my face level. Her bush was so thick I could
not see her pussy lips. My hand ran up her thighs on their way to heaven, as my
cock grew thicker with hardness. They ran over her curly hair, parting it,
revealing the area just above her clit. I wanted to kiss it so bad but I wanted
to see all of it first.

"Sumiko, I can't believe you feel this way. I have had sexual feeling for you I
must confess. I want to pleasure you. I want you to be with me always. To find
one great love in one's life is such good fortune. To fine two such loves is
beyond belief. I want to bring you pleasure first before I let you pleasure me.
Please sit in front of me and let me gaze upon your beautiful pleasure box."

"You are truly my love," Sumiko said sitting and spreading her legs wide.

"Pull your pedals apart so I can see how pink you are."

As she did her beautiful light pink pussy came into view.

"Do you know where you clit is," I asked not knowing how much she knew about
her body.

"Yes, let me show it to you. It feels so hard. I've touched it, more like
rubbing it really, as I closed my eyes and pictured us together. In fact, last
night I had to rub it twice from wanting you so fiercely. It ached so much. I
wanted you to touch it so much. I just couldn't help myself. It would please me
so much if I could touch it for you now my love? Let me touch it while you
watch."

I had loved watching Timiko masturbate for me as she told me how her pussy
ached for me. She told me so many things as she fingered herself. The hotter
she became the nastier her language got and the more turned on I became.. She
use to love telling me how much she wanted to be my slutty whore; that her cunt
was always on fire for me. I use to sit and watch and listed and cum as she
did. Now here was Sumiko almost doing the very same thing.

"Look at my clitty my love, look at how hard it is. It's waiting for your
touch. Look how wet it is. Your eyes are making my cunt so wet. My cunt is on
fire for you. It wants your hard cock in it. Look at my cunt lips getting so
wet from my fuck juices."

"Take your finger and rub it on your pussy like you did last night. Make you
fingers wet with your juice than stick them in my mouth so I can enjoy your
taste."

Sumiko began to masturbate for me. We both watched her fingers rub her clit and
run down between her lips getting them dripping with her juices. As I asked,
she then took her fingers and placed them in my mouth. I slowly sucked on them,
savoring her smell and taste.

"What else did you do to your pussy while you were thinking of me?"

"It's my cunt, call it my cunt. It doesn't feel like a pussy when I'm this hot.
It's my hot fucking cunt. Waiting for your hard cock."

"OK then, what else did you do to your cunt while you were thinking of me.?"

"Let me show you."

Sue spread her legs as wide as possible and began inserting a finger between
her pussy lips and down her canal of ecstasy. She stroked herself for a bit
with the one finger while her other hand was busy on her clit. Her index finger
was flicking her clit furiously while she worked her other finger like a piston
into her cunt. She was beginning to breathe faster now and she paused briefly
to insert one more finger into her cunt. Fingering herself now with two
fingers, she quit flicking her clit and grabbed her distended nipples with her
now free hand and began pulling at them.

She was pulling on them hard as she tilted her head back and closed her eyes. I
tried to take it all in. Her breathing and moaning indicated she was close to
orgasm.

"Watch me cum for you. I want to give you pleasure. I want to pleasure you
every day, all day if you want. I want to be your woman. Oh Frank, Oh my love,
I'm going to cum, yes, oh yes!"

I could see her cum leak out of her pussy as I stared intently at it. My cock
was about to burst and I hastily removed my clothes just after she let her cum
fly. I lay beside her and kissed her deeply. I pulled her on top of me and
began to fondle her nipples-they felt like marbles between my fingers and they
were sore from her pulling on them so fiercely.

"I can wait for you no longer Sumiko. I need you now as a man needs a woman."

I had my cock in my hand as I tried to guide it into her pussy. She knew what I
wanted and she wanted even more. She replaced my hand with hers and guided my
cock to her virgin pussy.

"That's it Sumiko. Take the head and find your opening."

She was shaking in anticipation as she followed my instructions.

"I feel it my love, I feel your head between me."

"Now slowly work it into you. Take your time. That's it move up and down slowly
until it's all stuffed in."

I didn't know if her hymen had been broken or not at first, but by the way her
pussy was swallowing my cock so effortlessly, I could tell that her fingers had
broken it already.

"Oh my baby, I never felt anything so wonderful before. My cunt is so stuffed
with you. Every inch of me is filled with your hardness."

I laughed to myself thinking, "if my cock was giving her that much pleasure,
just wait until we started moving!"

"I know you love it Sue. I love it too! I love you, oh fuck how I love you. Now
move up and down on me. I will remain still until your pussy gets use to me
being in you."

"Like this," Sumiko asked as she raised her ass dragging her cunt lips over my
hard shaft and then letting herself down once more.

"Oh yea, just like that."

She started the cycle over again. Slow at first then a bit faster.

"Promise me you'll make love to me everyday. Promise me you'll fill my cunt
with your cock and sweet cum. I love your cock Frank. I want it forever. I want
you to cum. Do you want to cum on my face?"

I was a bit taken back by that statement. How did you she know I loved giving
cum facials as much as I loved having my cock in her? How did know how badly I
wanted to rub my cock over her face after I squeezed all her whiteheads? Did
she know how I wanted to watch her take my cum and rub it into her skin so her
face smelled of nothing but my cum.

I wanted to do it right now; it had been so long. Too long for me to hold back
at this point. Her pussy was too tight anyway. I wasn't going to last but a few
more strokes as her cunt tried to squeeze the cum out of my big hard pimple.

"Fuck me hard now Sumiko, fuck me as hard as you can," I said as I grabbed her
ass and started to match her rhythm with my hips.

The sound of the word "fuck" seemed to turn her on every more. When she her it
she started to pound her pussy into me as hard as she knew how.

"Oh Frank keep telling me you want to fuck me. I love it. Fuck me, fuck, me,
fuck my cunt. Fuck it Frank. Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"

She seemed crazed as I called back to her how much I needed to fuck her. We
were both telling each other simultaneously over and over how much we wanted to
fuck each other. In a short time, I felt my cum build and race to my cock head.
I tried to hold my cum back to no avail and it streamed out of me and filled
her tight cunt full of my white liquid for the first time; I had a feeling
there would be many, many more times.

When Sue calmed down, she got off my still hard cock and dove into the pool. My
cock leading the way, I dove in after her. Laughing and giggling, she tried to
swim away from me but my dive into the pool had place me to close for her to
get away. I caught her by the foot as she tried to swim away, using it to pull
her back towards me. She really didn't want to get away from me anyway. I let
her go and she turned around, threw her arms around my neck and kissed me
deeply

"How long can that stay hard after you've cum," Sumiko ask?

"I think it depends on who it's cumming in. Now, take a beautiful girl like you
and I'd say it would have to cum two or three times before it got soft again."

"You really think I'm beautiful. I don't get that a lot you know."

"The rest of the world doesn't know you as I do. You're the most wonderful
person I know. I love every inch of you."

"Even this pimply face of mine?"

"Especially your face," I answered.

"Will you give me your special facial?"

"What are you talking about," I asked knowing full well that she did but
wondering how?

"I want you to squeeze my pimples and rub your cock on my face then squirt your
cum on it so I can rub it in."

"Where did that come from," I asked in all sincerity?

"Timiko told me all about it. She told me I was much like her. That her skin
was much like mine and that you had a special cure for it.

"How could that be? Her skin was satin smooth when you knew her."

"Yes, it worked wonders for her. She has told me many things about you these
pass six years. She started telling me things I needed to know after she got
ill. When she passed, she continued to visit me during my chanting."

"Did she appear before you?"

"No it's nothing like that. It's a feeling she gives me. It's like she is
whispering in my ear although I can't hear her voice. It's hard for me to
explain."

"What else did she tell you," I asked.

I wanted to test her resources. Maybe I talked during one of my many naps and
she had overheard me. It wasn't something I had ever discussed with anyone
outside Timiko. I highly doubted Timiko would have told her about it before she
died; Sue would have been too young yet. Maybe Timiko left her a diary or
something only to be read by her after she turned 18. No, I would have seen her
writing it. I was with her almost all the time. I figured if we kept talking
maybe something she said would give me a clue. At this point, I wasn't about to
accept that "feeling" crap.

We moved to the house and Sue put on an apron over her naked body. She was
cooking something, as we spoke. Her apron didn't clover her ass cheeks and her
firm white ass was begging me to play with it. It was making my cock twitch,
but I refrained from the temptation. Sue wasn't going anywhere.. She was mine
forever. I could be patient until my curiosity was satisfied.

Yet, it was such a great ass! Nevertheless, Sue's voice broke my stare..

"You like the apron look?"

"Yes, you like very inspiring in it."

"Did you know Timiko use to take your cum out of her pussy after you came in
her and use it for seasoning. You do remember fucking her while she was cooking
don't you. She told me this always made you want her."

"Every thing she did made me want her. Is this another revelation she whispered
in your ear about."

"Yes. Frank, I know you don't believe Timiko and I can communicate. I'm not
physic or anything; it's just that we can. I don't see her or hear her I just
feel her and what I know about you and her is what she wants me to know. You
just have to trust me. You just have to trust her. She knew when you'd be ready
to accept me and had me wait until then before I encouraged you."

"OK, I believe that you know even if I can't put my finger on how."

"Remember the day you first noticed me, sexually I mean. That was Timiko
telling you it was all right to love me. She whispered in your ear as she does
in mine, you just were not tuned in to her to understand the feeling came from
her is all."

"Are you trying to tell me that my sudden sexual urges for you came from Timiko
and not from my not having sex in the past five years?"

"Yes. The day before you hadn't had sex in the last five years and you didn't
notice me any differently. Yet the very next day you were so turned on by me
that you had to relieve yourself in the sink while you watched me swim."

My mouth was open but I couldn't speak. I could turn red though and did.

"It's OK, don't be embarrassed. It turned me on knowing I had that affect on
you. The man I always knew I'd be with. The man it was my destiny to pleasure.
I will not take my destiny lightly."

I didn't know what to do. So I took my shorts off, walked over to Sue. Bent her
over the counter and entered her from behind.

"You want me to fuck you like this."

"OH yes, fuck me every day when I cook for you. Take my pussy anytime you want
it. I want your cock in me always."

"How about your ass. Can I have your ass."

"I want you in all my holes. I can't wait for you to show me all the wonderful
ways we can make love."

Later that night as we lay in our bed for the first time, she guided my hands
to each of her pimples. She instructed me on how hard to squeeze each one and
her instructions made in more erotic than ever before. She kissed and rubbed my
cock as it rubbed every square inch of her face. She worked hard at ensuring
ever drop of my cum got rubbed into her face after I shot my load onto it. It
was a great feeling giving her my cum facials.

The first month we were together, Sue would not go to bed at night before she
got her special facial. By the end of that month, her pimples were gone and her
skin was starting to get that same radiant look Timiko's had.

Sue had a lot to learn but she enjoyed the lessons. True to her word, she did
learn to love having me in every one of her holes. I fucked her pussy and ass
daily it seemed. Sometimes, she would just surprise me and just suck my cock.
She loved watching porno movies with me to get ideas on new blow job
techniques. She even went with me to pick them out, which was a huge turn on in
and of itself. Life just couldn't' have been better.

I have no idea why my cum had such an affect on clearly up two woman's acne
problem. Maybe it was just the timing, or change in diet. Maybe it was the
combination of my cum and the beauty soap they used. I really don't know. It's
not a mystery I want to solve. I wouldn't want to discover it wasn't my cum
after all that was doing its magic. I mean, Sumiko still gets her treatments
three times a week now that we're married.

The residents of the house on the corner of Crimson Way and Alpine wouldn't
want it any other way.

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