Precious
Things
Copyright
2003 by Jessy19 and Powerone. Jessy19
can be reached at deadgirl_superstar81@yahoo.com
and Powerone at Controlher1@hotmail.com.
I stood in the shower, the hot water
running off my naked body as I thought of last night. My hand strayed down between my thighs,
finding my pussy already wet, not from the shower, but the thought of lasts
night encounter with Michael. It was
everything that I had thought it could be.
My fingers lightly rubbed my clit, still swollen from last night and the
feelings began to come back to me. I had
had sex with others, mostly my own age, but I had never made love like I did
last night. And to someone so much older
then I am! The others had never turned
out well. It was usually a quick
encounter, with my partners wanting to satisfy their lusts first and then too
tired or uninterested to make sure that my also been satisfied. I had tried to keep them interested, using my
mouth to bring them back to erection, but once they felt my sweet lips wrapped
around their cocks, it only made them more excited to finally dump their cum on
my face, refusing to swallow anyone’s cum.
It had begun about three months
ago. It was early April in sunny,
Southern
My love life and sex life, not
necessarily mutually exclusive was about as good as my job prospects. It’s not that I am a virgin, having slept
with a number of men or boys, depending on how you look at them, it’s just that
all of my relationships have been less then perfect. It seemed that I have a perchance of picking
losers or they pick me, not sure which.
All of the men in my life are my own age, not unusual, but they all
lacked any imagination or future. An
intelligent conversation with them would be “what position would you like to be
fucked in, missionary or doggy style”.
For the last four months I had completely given up on men, devoting all
of my time to graduating and finding a job.
Maybe a job would give me a new list of candidates to date with better
qualifications.
I was getting ready for the second
dinner function this week. It never hurt
to look good and I could do that very well.
I dressed in a black skirt, not too short, but it did cling to my ass,
one of my finer attributes. I wore a
white, silk blouse, button down, with the top two buttons undone. While my breasts were not exceedingly large,
they did afford an ample display of cleavage.
A pair of moderately high heels accented my legs. Silk bra and thong panties, while not overtly
displayed gave me that inner sexy feeling.
It felt like summer coming already, so I did not grab a coat, even
though the temperature in
It looked like any of the countless
other dinners that I had attended in the last two weeks. A one-hour cocktail hour, two-hour dinner,
interrupted by a half- hour of some “important” business leader spouting off
about something and that was it. I had
learned early on that the most important thing to do at the cocktail hour was
finding a good table, filled hopefully with your next boss. I grabbed a quick glass of white wine and set
about to find an interesting circle, a group of people locked into a
conversation. I was not shy and could
quickly melt into a group, my confidence letting me jump into almost any
conversation with authority. I might not
know everything, but I could exude enough “buzz” words to make it sound like I
did.
I was already on my second group,
ready to move onto the third when I saw him, stopping in mid-conversation. Luckily no one was paying much attention and
it continued on without me as I stared at him.
Or I should say, stared back at him, as his eyes, dark, menacing blue
eyes pierced my being. He must have been
about forty-five, anyone over thirty seemingly old to me and hard to judge
age. About 5’10”, he was very well
built, tanned completion with fairly long, but well cut sandy brown hair,
blonde highlights throughout probably caused by the excess of sun here. He was dressed immaculately, wearing a tan
suit with a black pullover. They were
not off the rack, but obviously custom tailored to his body because they fit
him like a glove. Now I am not usually
attracted to older men, my father probably only older by about 10 years, but
this man exuded a certain allure that made me weak in the knees and no one had
ever done that to me. I blushed as our
eyes met. My knees shook, almost unable
to support me as I saw him move towards me, his eyes still on me, a smile on
his face, approaching me confidently. I
stood, staring at him, unable to move, unable to do anything, almost as if he
had hypnotized me. Snap out of it,
Jessica, the man’s almost as old as your father. You’re looking for a job, turn on the charm.
“Hello, I am Michael. I couldn’t help noticing you. I am a member of the Board of Directors of
the University, so I attend a number of these functions and I could swear I saw
you last week at one of these. I never
forget a beautiful woman,” his charm showing.
“Thank you for the compliment, and
yes I was here last week, but I do not remember seeing you,” smiling, looking
at those gorgeous blue eyes, noticing that they seem to be taking in her ample
cleavage. I blushed again, lowering my
eyes.
Michael took note of her recognition
of his gazing at her breasts, but continued to stare. While he did date often, most were all of his
social status, rich, beautiful, educated woman more his own age. Here was a beautiful, fresh faced girl,
innocent of the real world with a body that already caused a stirring in his
loins. Stop acting like a dirty old man,
he thought. “Well, obviously I did not
make a very good impression, so I must try to make amends. Would you care to join me at my table? The Dean of the business schools, the
Chairman of Qualcomm, Isis Pharmaceuticals, Callaway Golf and SAIC are all
going to be there. Maybe this week I
will catch your attention,” a slight chuckle coming out. “If you’re looking for a chance at a job,
this is your opportunity.”
I don’t care if he is looking at my
boobs, it’s not that I didn’t dress to show them to their advantage. A woman needs to use all of her assets. If it takes my boobs to get them to notice my
brains, so it will be. Trying to act
nonchalantly, “thank you, that would be very nice.”
“And your name is?”
Almost stuttering, I blurted out,
“I’m sorry, how rude of me, my name is Jessica.
I’m a senior and yes I am looking for employment for when I graduate,”
trying to not act desperate.
“Can I get you another glass of wine
before we sit down?”
“Yes, thank you,” feeling his hand
moving up to my arm, touching me lightly as he gently pulled me over to the
head table. My stomach fluttered, my
heart skipped a beat when I felt his fingers touch my flesh. I felt a slight shiver run through my body,
goose bumps appearing on my arms. I
flushed as I looked down, my nipples poked out the front of my silk
blouse. No one had ever done this to me
before, I did not know how to react.
“Are you cold, would you like my
coat? Michael’s eyes gazed down at the
goose bumps on her arms, but could not help but notice the protruding nipples
pushing out that gorgeous white silk blouse.
He knew that he had a strange effect on woman, but he had never seen
anything like this before.
I looked down as we walked over to
the table, not wanting to see his face, afraid that he saw my nipples. Please, please go away, but the more I wished
them away, the harder they became. “No,
it was just a breeze from the air conditioner over there, it is much better
here,” trying to bring my arms up to cover my breasts without being too
obvious. It did not work, only making it
more obvious, so I put her arms down, my nipples still pointed and erect. He pulled out my chair and my skirt rode up
my legs as I sat down. He pushed the
chair in, the tablecloth hiding my bare legs.
“I’ll be right back. Now don’t go away, I have to make for not
being noticed last week.”
Michael returned with my glass of
white wine and we began to talk about my plans when I graduate, what I was
taking in school and my job prospects. I
finally let it out that I had no job prospects, unable to lie to him. I learned that Michael was a COO, chief
operating officer of a local telecommunications company and was very successful
and obviously well off. During the
dinner, I was a hit with the other men, my charm and good looks giving me an
advantage, especially knowing someone as important as Michael. During dinner, Michael would often reach
over, sometimes his hands accidentally touching me, the electricity shooting through
my body again as they did. He seemed to
be unfazed by his effect on me and it seemed to be so natural that his hands
would touch me, almost like I belonged to him.
The night passed quickly, quicker then I wanted it to. I was having so much fun, the center of
attention at the table, even though there were other female students more
attractive then me at the same table. It
seemed that my connection with Michael gave me more power then the others. This excited me and yet at the same time
frightened me. He also had the same
effect on me. He seemed to be able to
control me, not outright control, but subtle control, the ability to turn me to
mush at the mere sound of his voice.
The evening finally ended, most of
the people already gone. “I think you
better be getting back to the dorms, it’s getting late and you said you have an
early class tomorrow.”
I looked at him, “yes, I want to
thank you for the lovely evening. I’ve
never had such a nice time at one of the affairs before and I think it was
because of you,” afraid I sounded too anxious, too eager, like I was trying to
flirt with him.
“It was my pleasure, the university
is lucky to have such an intelligent woman and might I add, beautiful woman as
a student. Any company would be lucky to
have you as an employee. I hope I have
helped you with that.”
“Yes you have, almost everyone at
the table asked for my resume. Again,
thank you very much and maybe we will see each other again,” smiling at Michael
as I said it. Was I actually trying to
flirt with him, he was so much older then I was. But he did seem to drive me weak in the knees
whenever he touched me.
“I’m afraid this is my last, I can
only take the time to go to a few of these, but I am glad that I picked this
one. Very nice meeting you, Jessica and
hope we meet paths again.” With that,
Michael touched my hand again before leaving, not turning around as he left.
I walked back to the dorm, thinking
of the night. He was so much older. What would it be like to date someone that
had to be at least forty-five? Would we
have anything in common? What would sex
be like? Oh, God, Jessica, forget
it. You’re just a college senior, what
would he want from someone like you. He
could have his pick of any woman in this town.
I reached my dorm, my roommate gone for the week. I quickly stripped off my clothes, hanging up
my dress, another dinner two nights away.
Nothing would be as good as this one.
I got into bed and turned off the light, naked, not sure why, usually
wearing a pair of men pajama bottoms. It
was late and I fell asleep and began to dream.
I awoke the next day, my fingers
tucked between my thighs, slick with my juices.
God, that must have been a great dream, I wish I remembered it, the room
smelling of my sex.
I
never did see Michael again, though I did look at every dinner and I did go to
many of them. Even after I got a job at
Qualcomm after graduation, one of Michael’s contacts at the table having come
through, I still attended two others, hoping to run into Michael again. But he never showed up again, finally giving
up and that night started to fade from my mind.
Graduation came and went, I decided
to remain in
It was September, most of the
tourists gone for the winter, the boardwalk now relatively sparse with people
compared to the 10,000 during the summer.
I had just finished coming back on the boardwalk, running the six miles
to the street where my apartment was. My
mind was thinking of work and was not paying much attention as I turned the
corner. Suddenly I slammed into a
bicycle, tumbling towards the ground, trying to grab one of the brick walls as
I fell. I was just about to hit the
ground painfully when a pair of hands grabbed me tightly around the waist,
catching me before my ass hit the hard payment.
“Gotcha,” he said, the voice
sounding familiar to Jessica.
I looked up from the jumbled mess of
my legs, strong hands helping me back onto her feet. There he was, Michael. Looking as handsome as ever, this time in
shorts and a tee shirt, his bronze tan offset by the white tee.
“Why Jessica, is that you? Michael looked up, noticing the tight body in
a pair of shorts and abbreviated top.
“Michael, I guess I owe you again,”
I said, beaming from ear to ear.
“Only helping a lady in distress and
what do you mean again?
“That night I managed to impress
enough people to get a job at Qualcomm.
I have to thank you for that. And
now you save my body from being splattered all over the pavement.”
Grinning sheepishly, “now that would
have been a shame to do such a terrible thing to such a lovely body.”
I blushed, feeling his hot hands
still on my body, burning my skin as one still held my arm tightly and the
other was gently draping my waist. I
felt him release them as his eyes noticed my embarrassment.
“I’ll tell you what, I will let you
make it up to me. If you don’t have any
plans for tonight, how about dinner with me tonight? There is an excellent small restaurant down
near the cove that has the best seafood on the beach. About eight tonight? He did not give her much of a chance to
refuse.
I jumped at the chance, “of course, that sounds great. I’ll meet you there if you don’t mind,”
hoping that I did not sound too eager.
My love life sucked lately and with the new job and tight money, the
chance for great dinners had been scarce.
And Michael was extremely handsome, though the age thing still bothered
me.
“I’ll meet you in the bar, it’s
called The Catch of the Day and it is right down in the cove. It’s the only one down there, so you
shouldn’t have a problem finding it.
Eight O’clock.” And with that he
was off, running off to finish the five miles for the day, leaving me standing
there, still surprised by the unexpected happenings.
This should be interesting, I
thought. A date, I guess you could call
it a date. With an older man, definitely
older, almost as old as Dad, I thought as I finished up my run. Wonder what it would be like to make love to
him? I did not have much experience with
sex, at least very little experience with good sex. The last good sex I had was with her
vibrator, laughing as I ran. The rest of
the day went rather fast, trying to get the thousand things done on the
weekends, things you didn’t have time to do during the week. I started to get ready for dinner with
Michael, taking a shower. I looked at my
body in the full-length mirror, my firm breasts, large nipples, tight stomach
and that great ass. God, why couldn’t
she find a decent lover, why were they all such jerks. I let the water run over my body, feeling
good, washing away the work and run of the day.
I ran the soap over my body, letting my hands fall down between my legs,
running up and down my pussy. I better
shave tonight, I thought, never can be too sure! I had shaved all of the hair from my pussy
and it required frequent shaving to keep it bald, but I enjoyed the look. And it felt good when I masturbated and that
was frequent.
I put on a simple spaghetti string
dress, white, showing off my tan. At
least that was a good thing with not having a boyfriend. Had a lot of time to spend on the beach
getting a tan. My bathing suit was
rather skimpy. It embarrassed me
sometimes, but I stayed to the less crowded portion of the beach. If only I had the nerve to wear a thong
bathing suit. God, my ass would look
great tanned! I looked in the mirror,
satisfied as how I looked. Eat your
heart out Michael, here I come.
Michael looked up from his drink
when he saw a number of patrons at the bar look towards the door, curious at
what drew their attention. There was
Jessica. Now she might have looked good
in shorts and top, but she certainly looked much better in a body clinging
white dress. And most of the other
patrons thought the same thing. Michael
smiled as she walked over to him, not sure if it was a smile to her or a smirk
to the others that he obviously was the center of her attention. He could feel a stirring in his pants, his
cock also liking what his eyes had told his brain. “You seem to be a hit with the crowd her, me
being no exception.
“Thank you,” blushing again. It seemed whenever I met Michael, he had a
way to embarrass me without really trying.
I was never really sure if he was flirting with me or that this was just
his way.
The two of them had a drink, making
small talk, talking about Jessica’s new job and her new apartment. They moved to the dining room, a table next
to the window, overlooking the beach below.
A bottle of wine and a lovely dinner followed with more conversation.
I learned that
Michael lived only blocks from here in a beachfront home. He worked within a couple of miles from the
ocean, moving the corporate headquarters when he took over as COO about a year
ago. He had been married for about 15 years,
his wife having passed away two years ago, the tragic death a result of a drunk
driver. I learned that Michael was often
seen in the company of some of the regions much eligible woman, his picture
showing up in the newspapers society pages at least twice a month. But they were more social events then dating,
not having found or not even sure if he was looking a possible new mate.
A small band began playing later in
the evening, a jazz group with some of the other couples moving out onto the
dance floor as the night progressed.
Another bottle of wine with desert, I was becoming a little lightheaded
as the night progressed. I began to
loosen up a little, my dress sliding higher up my thighs, no attempt to correct
it. I often leaned towards Michael, full
aware that the dress pulled out in the front, my breasts, braless peeking
out. It did not seem to be lost on
Michael, his eyes following my frequent flirting and attempts to lure him with
my exposed body. I did notice that his
pants seem to be attempting to contain a hard cock, his hands reaching under
the table at times, presumably to rearrange it.
“Would you like to dance?” Michael
asked, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the dance floor, never really
giving me a chance to respond. He pulled
me close to him, feeling my body shudder slightly as we met, our bodies molding
against each other as though we were built to be that way. His hand moved down my back and rested gently
on the swell of my ass, not moving, but pressing firmly on my flesh.
I felt Michael press against mer,
feeling the bulge in his pants against me, knowing that I was having an effect
on him. It had been a long time, feeling
a hard cock pushed against you, feeling it pulsate against you, knowing that
you were causing it. Shivers ran through
my body as his hand slid down my back, moving down my ass, stopping before
getting too familiar, but still not innocently placed. I moved closer to him, pushing my body into
his, feeling the music, my body swaying against his, my pussy rubbing
sensuously against his hard cock, feeling it twitch in appreciation. I closed her eyes and listened to the music,
oblivious to all that was around us, it was just Michael and I, all alone. I pushed my nipples, already hard and erect
in excitement against his chest, my hips moving side to side, rubbing against
that delicious cock bulging out against her.
She moved her hand down to his waist, hesitating for a second, waiting
to see if Michel responded in protest.
With no sign, I continued down, my hand sliding down the side of his
hip, moving back a little, not too obvious, but still managing to grip his
muscular ass cheek. He responded by
shifting his hips forward, pushing his cock into my pussy, my hips returning
the gesture by moving back and forth. My
breath began to get shallow, imagining how it looked to others, as we slowly
rubbed against each other on the dance floor.
I could feel my pussy, soaking wet.
God, this was terrible, I was acting like a bitch in heat, but I
continued, my pussy rubbing tightly against the straining cock.
Michael could feel Jessica
responding to his body. It had been a
long time since anyone had done anything like this to him. His cock was hard, yet he still felt the
intrepidation because of her age. He could
see others looking at them as they danced tightly against each other, moving
sensuously to the music. Was it because
of what they were doing or was it their age difference? He felt Jessica’s hand move down, making no
attempt to stop her. It felt good, his
cock popping rigid as it moved down. He
could feel her pussy rubbing against his hard cock, almost wishing the song was
over, afraid they might be getting too carried away.
The music finally stopped, the band
taking a break between sets. We moved
back to the table, feeling Michael’s hand gently around my waist, his strong
fingers pushing onto my flesh. I could
almost feel the pussy juice leaking from between my legs, the dance having a
profound effect on my psyche.
“It’s been a while since I danced,
thank you Jessica, I forgot how enjoyable it could be,” smiling, his hand
tightening on her waist in appreciation.
“The pleasure was mine,” it was
almost too pleasurable, I thought, “I enjoyed it very much.”
The conversation continued for at least
another half-hour, crossing and uncrossing my legs numerous times, hoping to
keep that feeling burning between them.
His hands touched me at times, usually innocently, but some times
touching my naked leg. Each time my body
shuddered, my thighs clenched tightly together.
His hands seem to take my body for granted, moving about me, touching me
here and there with a familiarity that I found comfortable. He could have slipped his hand up under my
dress and into my panties and I wouldn’t have protested, in fact I would have
probably spread my thighs wide open in anticipation. Unfortunately the evening ended, both of them
moving into the parking lot to their respective cars.
Michael moved to Jessica’s car,
taking the keys from her hands without explanation, opening the door for her.
His eyes gazed down to her naked thighs as she slipped into the car, her dress
sliding up high.
I slid into the car, purposely
letting my dress slide up high, my panties almost exposed as I sat down on the
seat, the cold leather giving me goose bumps.
“Thank you for a wonderful evening, I don’t know when I enjoyed myself
more.”
“I am having a small party next
Saturday, late in the afternoon and evening at my house on the beach. It is just a few couples of my good friends
and I would love for you to come and meet them.
About 2:00 and bring your bathing suit.
Not only do I have the beach, but I also have a pool and Jacuzzi. Nothing formal, just good friends and a few
drinks,” smiling down at her, gazing down again at her naked thighs, the top of
her dress also showing substantial cleavage.
Her nipples seem to poke out the front of the dress, the cool air of the
I smiled back at him, noticing his
eyes and where they wandered to, “I would love to, see you Saturday. Good night.”
Michael closed the door and I started the car up and drove off, watching
Michael in the rear view mirror as I left.
I got home and slipped out of my
dress and panties, lying down on the bed, naked, not tired, my body sexually
charged from the evening. I closed my
eyes as I let my imagination run wild. I
started to run my warm hands all over my big breasts. I kept wondering what it would feel like to
kiss Michael as I still remembered his luscious lips as I stared at him as he
talked. I felt my dark pink nipples
harden as my hands stroked each mound softly.
I sighed in delight as I thought about Michael. I could still feel his touch, his body. I pinched my nipples with my fingers as I
imagined Michael would do, pinching them, sucking on them. I felt my sweet pussy juices start oozing out
of me the more I remembered his cock so close to me, rubbing up against me,
just arousing me.
I could still feel his arms around
me so warm and so enticing. My right
hand slowly moved down as my other hand played with my breasts. I slid my hand lower, running it down my flat
belly and down to my shaved pussy. I ran
my finger slowly up and down my moist slit.
My finger stroked my swollen pink clit as I began to moan in pleasure.
I kept visualizing myself riding Michael’s cock. It had felt so big and so hard. I rubbed my clit faster as I imagined
Michael’s cock up my cunt. God it’d been
months since I’d had sex. I felt my
aching pussy wanting Michael more than any other man I’d ever known. I moved my index finger further down as I
felt my tight pussy hole so slippery. I
jammed her finger up my small opening and madly started finger fucking myself.
My legs wide open in the middle of my erotic
masturbation. I moved my hips wildly as
I began to thrust my finger in faster and with more determination to reach my
climax. My finger now drenched with my
honey, she slid in my middle finger feeling my pussy open more. She felt a strong sensation as she was now
using my two fingers. She knew that even
if she stuck another finger in, it would be nothing compared to what Michael
would feel like inside me.
She gasped as she squeezed my breast with one hand and
implanted a third finger in my cunt. She
picked up my speed, now squirming my little body all over my bed, making a mess
on my sheets with my juices. She took my
hand off my breast and let it glide up and down my clit. My fingers moved to my mouth, placing my
fingers in to taste herself. She kept my
other three fingers buried in my pussy as she licked my fingers with lust. Oh how she wished Michael would have his head
between my golden thighs, licking my, fucking me with his tongue.
She wailed in excitement as my heartbeat, accelerated with more thoughts of Michael pouncing in my tight hole. Making my pussy stretch open with his big cock. She couldn’t hold back any longer, she just let herself release the hardest orgasm she’d ever experienced. My body tightened as she felt my pussy clench my fingers. She quivered passionately as she came.
She kept fantasizing about this handsome man. Did he know how much of a sexual effect he
had on me? If he only knew that she’d
had one of the most intense orgasms by herself as she thought about him. Feeling satisfied she closed my eyes and fell
asleep peacefully with sweet dreams about this wonderful stranger that suddenly
came into my life.
Saturday came slowly.
Work was a pain in the ass, having to stay late to get everything done
to avoid working on Saturday. After last
weekend’s masturbation she neither had the time or inclination again, though my
mind did wander back quite a few times to Saturday night. By the weekend, she was not even sure if it
all happened or was she just hoping that it did. She ran in the morning, looking for Michael
as she did, disappointed that she did not see him. She went back home, a quick shower and then
got dressed to go to Michael’s. She had
pondered all week as to what to wear. My
bathing suit was already new, though fairly skimpy, my body did not displease
me. It was white and it highlighted the
tan she had acquired since moving to the beach.
My breasts filled the top, with ample cleavage showing. The bottoms just barely covered me. She would have been afraid of being too
exposed had she not shaved my pussy, it was that low. It gripped my ass cheeks tightly, pulled
tautly over them, parts of my cheeks exposed.
If she only had enough nerve to wear a thong bathing suit. She had seen others at the beach, but she was
still a little too modest. She finally
decided on a small, short, fairly transparent wrap around skirt. If you got it, you might as well flaunt it,
she thought, smiling as she gazed in the mirror. I bet I can get your cock hard again Michael,
laughing to herself. I wonder if I
should try to get him into bed. She
could feel my pussy beginning to get wet at the thought of his cock. Been a long time since something besides
vibrating plastic was inside my. She
almost forgot what a real hot cock would feel like.
I pulled into Michael’s driveway,
impressed at what she saw. His house was
huge and yes, it was right on the ocean, though somewhat obscured from the
neighbors and public access, limited by the distance from the main beach. Michael opened the door wearing just a pair
of bathing trunks, his chest tanned, a small amount of hair on it and rock hard
abs. Besides running, he must also lift
weights. He leaned towards her, planting
a small peck on her cheek, the scent of his cologne bringing back last Saturday
nights slow dance.
“You know you are going to make all
of the women here jealous, don’t you,” laughing as he pulled her gently into
the house. The inside was impressive as
the outside. A huge living room, ceiling
to floor glass windows opening up to the deck and adjacent beach. A small pool clung to the edge of the deck,
water spilling over the edge like it was falling to the ground far below, but
trapped in gutters running along its edge.
A Jacuzzi sat high in the corner, built for at least eight people, a
couple engaged in a somewhat passionate kiss at the present time. A glass wall surrounded the deck, built to
stop the late night cooling breezes.
“I love you home, Michael. It is truly magnificent,” my eyes taking in the
opulence of it. There were four
couples. One in the Jacuzzi, still in an
embrace, the man about Michael’s age, the woman probably about ten years
younger then her companion. The other
three couples were about the same, handsome older men and beautiful woman,
probably all in their mid-thirties. I
felt somewhat uncomfortable being the only one that was in her twenties, in my
case, early twenties. I did smile,
though the women were beautiful, they all had lost that fresh, innocence that I
still had. I laughed to myself, I bet
your tits wouldn’t stand up by themselves like mine do.
Michael showed her around the house,
introducing her to the other guests as they moved about. The men’s eyes all drank in her beauty as she
shook their hands, eyes gazing at her body, imagining the things they could do
to her naked body, their partners acting nice, but their eyes showing their
jealousy. All seemed nice enough, none
arousing the same passion that Michael seemed to do in her. They moved to the back of the house, to the
bedrooms. They went through the three
other bedrooms. Michael gripped her hand
tightly, almost as if he was trying to relay some silent message to her as he
showed her the master bedroom. It was
the largest, again floor to ceiling windows opening up onto the deck spanned
one wall. There was a huge bathroom, a
completely glass enclosed shower with four showerheads, all of the glass
completely transparent. The bed was
huge, you could lie sideways, as well as lengthwise it was so big. It stood up fairly high, large mattress and
box springs rising up underneath. The
whole house was modern, but the bed still had bedposts, in this case, large
shiny aluminum posts in the corners. The
bed faced the bathroom, giving a complete view inside if the doors were left
open.
I smiled at him, more of a seductive
smirk, squeezing his hand as we moved about the room. “I love this room,” I said, almost hinting at
my intentions. I had thought about seducing
him, not sure what I wanted to do. If he
did not intend to seduce me, I was going to seduce him. I had made up my mind. I would not go home tonight until I felt his
cock inside me.
“It is one of my favorites, it has
such a lovely view of the moon over the ocean at night and the sound of the surf
hitting the beach lulls you.” Michael
looked down at Jessica, her half naked body standing so close to him in his
bedroom. His cock already hard, he
thought of what it would be like to make love to her. The noise of his guests laughing in the other
room brought him back to reality. “We
better get back to the others. I think
you will enjoy them.”
“Yes, we better. I enjoy your
company, so I am sure I will enjoy your friends,” smiling seductively as I
still clung to his hand as we went back to the deck with the others. The day past quickly, Michael hardly leaving
my side. My skirt was quickly gone, the
weather turning warmer, feeling more relaxed as I talked to the others, holding
my own with the group, Michael seeming pleased at how intelligent I was. Every time I seem to move, Michael was right
next to me, his body moving up against mine, his hands always somehow running
seductively over my body while I talked.
The men gazed lustfully at me, my bathing suit leaving little to the
imagination, Michael’s fingers on my body leaving my nipples always erect, the
top unable to cover them. I finally gave
up being self-conscious, enjoying all of the male attention, ignoring the
female jealousy.
Michael was enjoying himself with
Jessica. She was intelligent, able to
keep up any conversation, able to shoot back with equal ferocity the barbs by
some of the woman. The afternoon went
rapidly, the evening beginning to fall.
Two couples had already gone, the others still on the deck, watching the
sun setting in the distance. “Would you
like to hop in the Jacuzzi, it’s going to get a little chilly outside?”
“Yes,” my hand tightening on his,
this time pulling him towards the Jacuzzi.
We both stepped in, moving up against Michael even though the tub was
huge. I felt my hips bump against his as
I lowered myself in, the water quickly covering my body. The water was hot, sweat beginning to form on
our faces as we relaxed, the water taking all tenseness out of our bodies. His hands continued to move over my body,
moving freely, uninhibited. I slid lower
in the tub, his hand forced down onto my thigh from my knee, my breath stopped,
waiting to see his reaction. I looked
up, his eyes staring at me, looking for a sign of acceptance. I moved close to him, my lips only inches
from his, feeling his hot breath on my face, the smell of his cologne. Our eyes stayed locked together, searching
out each other as I moved closer, electricity shooting through my body as my
wet lips touched his ever so lightly. I
felt his hand grab my thigh harder, my legs parting, a sign of acceptance that
I was his for the asking.
Michael pushed his lips closer to
mine as we met, his hand grasping my thighs, my legs willingly parting. His tongue moved into my mouth as our lips
met, searching inside my mouth for my tongue, finding the darting morsel as
they entwined. His tongue ran over my
teeth, from top to bottom as my tongue rubbed sensuously his.
He felt a hand on his
leg, holding his breath as it moved closer to his hard cock. It kept moving, a small delicate hand,
massaging his flesh, the hand moving closer and closer to his hard cock as he
continued to French kiss her passionately.
He sucked in his breath as my hand grasped his hard cock, my tongue
moving in acknowledgment. My other hand
moved beneath the water, my hand grabbing his wrist and moving it higher up my
thighs as they parted. He allowed her
actions, letting her move his hand until it was between her spread thighs, his
fingers now moving over the top of her pussy, the bathing suit her only
protection.
I almost choked on his tongue as I
moved his hand until it was resting on my pussy. I had never been this forward, but Michael
had been teasing me too long, the sexual tension in my body was about to burst
and I was determined that I would not have to resort to lonely masturbation
again tonight. I gripped his cock with
my hand, my hand almost completely encircling the hard organ, his bathing suit
prevent me from touching the hot flesh.
I moaned in his mouth as his fingers began to play over my pussy, one
finger pushing my bathing suit between my pussy lips, moving up and down. I shuddered in expectation as it moved up
until it finally came to my clit. I bit
his lip, a small cry coming from his lips as his finger found the hard bud only
partially protected by the tiny garment.
Michael could feel her hand stroking
his cock, his fingers returning the favor, mutual masturbation as they kissed
passionately. She had bit his lip as he
found her clit, the pleasure she was giving him with her hand far outweighing
the small amount of pain of the bite.
Michael pulled away from their kiss as he heard the others coming back
into the room. “I think we better wait
until the others leave,” he whispered in her ear, his tongue following the
sound, moving sensuously inside her ear.
I shivered as his tongue played with
my ear. This always gave me goose bumps
and with his hand rubbing my pussy, I thought I would cum. I saw the others coming over, but I had
to. “Not before I do this,” and my hand
moved from his cock, pulling down the top of his suit until I grabbed the
naked, hard cock, my hand wrapped tightly around it. “After the others leave, I am going to take
your cock in my mouth until you cum, think about that for now,” my hand
stroking it for a minute before finally releasing it, his suit moving back to
cover the now erect organ. I could not
believe I said that. I had tried oral
sex before, but did not like it. My
partners were always pushing my head down on their cocks until I choked on
it. They always tried to force me to
swallow it, but I always pulled it out before they came, making them cum with
my hand, shooting their cum all over as their cocks spurted. Now I had told him that I would suck his cock
and swallow his cum. The thought of it
excited me. I could see me, naked, on my
knees before him, my lips wrapped around his cock as I sucked him dry. I arched up my hips from the tub, pushing my
pussy harder against his fingers.
Suddenly his finger was gone, my legs closing in response as we both
leaned back in the tub as if nothing had happened. Thank goodness the hot water made their skin
flushed, otherwise there would have been no excuse for their flushed bodies.
Michael looked at her, responding to
her statement with his eyes. The other
couples stayed near the tub, talking to Michael and Jessica as they sat. Michael was afraid to move out of the tub,
his cock still jutting out the front of his bathing suit. As the couples moved away, Jessica stood up, handing
Michael a towel to place in front of himself.
“I thought you might need this,”
giggling as I passed by him, making sure my hips rubbed sensuously against his
still hard cock. I stepped out of the
tub, but not before I caught a glimpse of Michael’s cock still hard, tenting
his suit.
Michel moved close to her and
whispered into her ear, “I’m going to hold you to that, your mouth I mean. Smile at the others as I think of you sucking
my cock,” grinning as she turned red in embarrassment.
The sun set and the others began to
leave. First one couple, looking over at
Michael as they did, smiling seductively.
Finally the last couple left, the leaving rather rushed by Michael, his
expectations showing. As the door shut,
I moved towards Michael. I pressed my
body up against his, my lips crushing his, my tongue already moving inside his
mouth. His hands moved behind me,
grabbing my ass tightly, pushing me up against his hard cock. My hand moved down between them, once again
finding his hard organ and squeezing it tightly. “The only thing that is going to come between
your cock and my mouth is my tongue.
Shall we go into the living room?
I want to suck your cock so bad.”
I released his cock, pulling him towards the couch in the living
room. “Standing or sitting,” nervously
saying, not sure exactly what I had got myself into, but not willing to back
down. I was going to get fucked tonight,
one way or another.
“I like standing, I want to see your
eyes as your mouth sucks my cock,” bolding stating his attentions.
I
kneeled down in front of Michael. I
could only imagine how it looked, kneeling so submissively, my face only inches
from his cock. I didn’t know how this
whole situation had come about. I had
never really liked to suck a guy’s cock and now here I was, ready to do just
that, and to top it all off, I was going to swallow his cum. My hands reached out, taking his suit and
pulling it down, my eyes watching as his cock was slowly revealed. I let it fall to the floor, Michael making no
attempt to do anything but stand there, his cock now jutting out proudly. I felt my pulse race as I had Michael’s cock
in front of my face. It was thick, long,
and the mushroom shaped head was swollen from longing for her all day. I saw the tip was covered with shiny precum that made my mouth water. I looked up to see him looking down at me,
his cock craving for my sweet lips
to wrap around it.
“I’ve wanted to do this to you since the first day I laid my eyes on you,” I said, softly wrapping my hands on his cock.
“I didn’t think you saw me like that. Well I’m more than ready for you Jessica,” he
replied beginning to pant.
I grabbed Michael’s cock and slipped the enlarged head in my
mouth as my tongue licked his precum.
Michael felt the suction
of my mouth increasing as I put more of my mouth on his cock. He looked down as he watched this precious
sight. This beautiful young girl taking
his cock inch by inch into her lovely mouth.
He felt his emotions stir with heat as he heard Jessica’s lips moving up
and down the shaft of his cock.
I moved my eyes up to look at him as he smiled down at me,
grabbing my silky hair, pushing my mouth more onto his hard cock. I felt his strong hand behind my head as he
led me to the rhythm that he desired. I
felt my mouth as it was completely filled with Michael’s huge cock. I could feel the veins of his cock as my
slithered her tongue on it. I bobbed my
head up and down the long and thick cock, savoring each taste and feel.
Michael looked deeply into her eyes, feeling so close to a
climax. He loved the way Jessica was
sucking him off. He couldn’t believe how
excited he was. Ever since his wife, no
other woman had been able to get him so fired up, so aroused. Now here he was enjoying this moment of
unbelievable pleasure with this young sexy girl.
I continued to suck him, moving my head around in circular
motion making him love it all. I pulled
his cock out of my mouth as he suddenly stopped his heavy breathing and looked
down at mer to see why I’d stopped. I
smiled up at him with saliva all over my pretty lips, my tongue running
sensuously over them before I proceeded to start sucking on his balls.
I was surprised at myself.
I’d never sucked on a guy’s cock and loved it so much and now I was sucking
on a guy’s balls! I felt Michael’s heavy
balls as I smacked her lips on them. I
licked them, sucked them and just nibbled on them. I could hear Michael moan in ecstasy as I
devoured his balls in my mouth.
Michael was so ready to cum, he wanted to finish it off in
Jessica’s hungry mouth. He grabbed her
hair lightly once again and made her look up at him. He could see her eyes fluttering with
enjoyment. “It’s time. It’s time to take my cum in your mouth. I want you to swallow it,” he said breathlessly,
as he moved her mouth back to his cock.
It only took a few more strokes of my lips to make Michael
spurt his hot, salty cum in Jessica’s mouth.
Michael felt his hands shake as he held on to Jessica’s hair keeping her
on his cock until he finished his indulgence.
I felt the hot liquid hit the back of my throat instantly. I
shuddered at first, tasting this new delicious flavor that this wonderful man
had to offer her. I had a hard time at
first, but eventually managed to gulp all of Michael’s hot cum.
Michael looked down at her as she swallowed his load. He loved how such a gorgeous and sweet
innocent looking girl could want him this bad.
He was ready to show her just how much he wanted her. Her lips ran over his cock as he pulled the
softening organ from her mouth, cleaning it, it already beginning to harden
again.
“Let’s go to the bedroom.
It’s only fair that I get a chance to taste the sweet nectar of your
pussy.” He offered his arms, helping her
to get off her knees, drawing her to him, his lips meeting hers. Their tongues intertwined again, this time
mixing his salty cum between their mouths, the new form bond between them. As they walked towards the bedroom, Michael
allowed his hands to move towards her top, unsnapping the top, Jessica pausing
to allow him. They let it fall to the
floor, her pert breasts topped with pink nipples, hard and erect, her areolas a
dark brown, contrasting the alabaster skin that had been hidden from the sun. His finger flicked at one nipple, watching as
it shuddered as they walked.
I stopped before the bed, the huge bed that so intrigued me
before. I felt Michael behind me,
holding my breath, waiting for him to proceed.
I did not have long to wait, his hand moving down an encircling my waist
from behind, moving over the flat, taut stomach. I shuddered as his cock pushed against my
ass. I had always thought about anal
sex, but my prior lovers were so inexperienced or selfish, I was afraid of
asking. What would Michael be like? Would it hurt? My mind shifted back to reality as his hand
began to slip down the front of my suit bottom, not having to proceed far
before he discovered my pussy was bald.
His fingers hesitated, unsure at first and then proceeded to push
between my wet pussy lips and move down.
My legs almost gave out, Michael’s hand between my legs keeping me
upright.
Michael felt her body shudder and surrender as his fingers
found her naked pussy, surprised, as he found no hair. He couldn’t wait to see it, her naked, bald
pussy. She was already so young, she
would even look younger, almost a child with a bald pussy. His cock sprang to erection at the thought,
pushing hard against her ass. He had to
see her, his hands quickly slipping the suit to the floor, his cock slapping
against her naked ass cheeks. “Lay down
in the center of the bed. Spread your
legs, show me your pussy,” he ordered her.
I moved up on the bed, almost ashamed at how I looked from
behind, naked, on my knees, scooting across the expanse of the bed, my pussy
and asshole exposed to his gaze. I could
feel the juice running down my thigh, hoping that Michael did not see how
excited I was, knowing that soon he would find out, his tongue would lap at my
sex. I turned over, propping a pillow up
behind my head, wanting to be able to see him as he sucked on my pussy. I looked up at him and watched his eyes as I
slowly spread my legs, knowing my pussy was being exposed, seeing the lust in
those dark blue eyes. My thighs
separated and I moved my legs up, bending them at the knee until my knees were
almost pulled back against my chest and then let them fall to the side, my
pussy lips slowly pulling back. I had
never been so exposed, my eyes still watching his, mesmerized by the lust I
could see in them. I longed to look down
at his cock, but I already knew from his eyes how I was affecting him. I’m not sure why, but my fingers reached down
to my pussy lips and began to pull them open, two fingers pulling back my clit
hood, the red, hard bud sticking out like a miniature cock. I felt like a whore, exposing myself so
blatantly. “Do you see anything you
would like to eat? I said boldly, almost wishing I could take it back once I
said it.
Michael did not have to be asked twice. He clamored onto the bed moving between her
legs, feeling her hands reaching for his head as he moved between her thighs,
his tongue already extended, searching out her pussy. He paused for a moment, inhaling in the scent
of this delicious girl, the beautiful fragrance of a woman sexually excited. His tongue pushed between her pussy lips,
still held wide by her fingers. Her body
jumped as if she was jolted by electricity as his tongue made contact with her
super-heated body. Her fingers released
her pussy lips in shock, his tongue trapped between her swollen lips, the
fragrance of her juices mixing onto his tongue.
His tongue moved up and down her slit, gently lapping up her juices.
“Oh, GGODD,” I moaned, grabbing Michael’s head tighter,
pushing him further between her legs.
The few lovers I had were not willing to go down on me, usually too busy
trying to get me to suck their cocks and then to disinterested in my orgasm
after they were satisfied. It felt like
electricity shooting through my body each time his rough tongue ran over my
slit. I wasn’t sure how long I could
last, but sensed that he also felt that.
Each time I thought I would explode, his tongue would slow down,
pausing, dragging out the feeling. Then
it would begin again to explore me, each time seeking out a new part of my sex,
first my slit, then pushing into my vagina, feeling like a mini cock pushing
into me, spreading me open. My body
arched up from the bed, transmitting my desire for his tongue to play across my
clit. I did not have to wait long. I nearly jumped out of my skin as he sucked
my clit into his mouth, his lips grabbing it tightly, his tongue playing over
the end of it. “GGGGODDDDDD,
pllllleeeeeassssse mooooooooorrrrrrree,” I cried out as his tongue lashed out
on my swollen clit, bathing it as it ran sensuously back and forth over
it. Just when I thought I was about to
cum, he again denied me the pleasure, keeping me on the brink of it. My mind wandered as he continued to lightly
play with my body, keeping me sexually charged but denying me my ultimate pleasure.
Michael kept her on the edge. She was so hot, his tongue bringing her to
the brink of orgasm, then keeping her there.
Each time he sought out new territory to explore. He hands reached down under her, raising her
hips off of the bed, his fingers exploring her ass cheeks, searching out the
split between them. He moved his fingers
between, pulling them apart, exposing her tiny asshole. He had to taste her, taste her asshole. He felt her body tighten up as his tongue
slid down, moving close to his target.
“Relax, let me taste all of you,” he said as he moved back until his
tongue ran over her tiny asshole. Her
body shivered in expectation and she cried out, her fingers pushed into her
mouth to stifle the noise.
I never felt anything like it. His wet tongue ran heavily over my exposed
asshole, knowing that his eyes were only inches from me, his nose banging
against me, inhaling my scent. I could
imagine how I looked, almost embarrassed to be so exposed, but also so excited,
knowing that he was doing this to me to please me. I felt his fingers moving back to my clit,
rubbing the hard bud as his tongue began to push inside me. I pushed out on my asshole, allowing him access
inside my private orifice, his tongue grabbed tightly by my sphincter. I could not imagine how it would feel to have
a cock inside my asshole and I was determined that Michael would be the one to
do it to me. I knew he would be gentle,
waiting until I was ready to accept all of his manhood. Today I would lose the virginity of my
asshole. His tongue moved around inside
me, his fingers played with my clit. I
was ready to cum and this time Michael was not going to stop me. His fingers and tongue continued their oral
assault on my body, his tongue running back and forth between my asshole and my
pussy. I grabbed his head tightly and
pushed him deep between my thighs.
Harder then I probably should have, but unable to control my emotions. The most incredible orgasm hit my body as his
fingers and tongue played with my body.
“EEEEEHH, Oh God, AAAHHHH.”
Michael felt her orgasm, his head trapped between her
thighs, gripping him tightly, not allowing him to move even if he wanted
to. His tongue licked at her pussy, her
pussy juice flowing freely, covering his face with a shiny glow. She continued to bounce around the bed in
ecstasy, pumping her hips onto his face, not caring any longer, moaning in
pleasure. His tongue found her clit
again, pulling it tightly into his mouth, sending her over the top again, a
second and third shiver running through her body.
I couldn’t believe that he could make me cum so much and so
hard. I was afraid to look down as I
released his head from between my thighs.
Embarrassed to see his face. His
head slowly raised up, his mouth covered with my slick juices, a strange smile
on his face.
“Kiss me, taste how good you taste,” Michael ordered her,
moving up to move his lips onto hers.
I ran my tongue over his lips, wiping my juices from them,
tasting my sweet cum. It tasted good,
like his cum, my tongue returning to gather some more. “Thank you, thank you for making me cum so
hard,” getting brave, my body relaxed.
“There’s more, I still have a very hard cock.”
“Give me a second to catch my breath and I will take care of
it. I want to be on top. I want to take your cock inside you and fuck
you like you ate me making me cum so hard.”
I smiled at him, my hand reaching for his cock, slowing encircling the
head of it and began to stroke it. “I
will take care of this.”
As I stroked his cock, feeling the hot flesh beneath my
fingers pulsate, my pussy begin to get wet again in anticipation. Though I was not a virgin, I knew that this
was going to be different. I got up on
my knees and scooted over his hips, my legs on each side, spread wide. I looked down, my face flushed, I was so
open. My pussy lips were spread wide, my
juices still glistening on the pink flesh.
His cock bobbed before me, my hand again grasping the hard member,
feeling it jerk in anticipation of entering me.
I scooted forward a little and lay down on his upper chest, letting my
nipples slowly run over his chest, the hard buds scraping sensuously over
him. I reached down between us, my
fingers gripping his cock tightly, it jerking in response. I rub the head of his cock up and down my
pussy slit, making sure that it moved all the way up to my clit. “MMMMM,” I moaned as the hot head touched my
clit flesh, “yeeess,” my hands pushing hard onto the cock, rubbing my clit nub. “I can’t wait any longer,” my hand moving the
cock to my pussy, lining up the cock. I
pushed down, the head of the cock suddenly entering me harder then I had
planned, but unable to stop it.
“OOOOHHH, YYYEAAAHH,” my hips pushing down harder, feeling you push up,
unable to control your desire any longer.
Michael could not longer control himself. Her hot pussy gripped the head of his cock so
tight, he had to get all the way inside her.
He felt her hesitate, his hips rising up to continue, feeling her pussy
pulsate on his cock as it pushed deeper into her gripping flesh. It was almost as if she was a virgin, so
tight and hot. “Push down, take me
deeper.”
I sat up on his cock, feeling it so tight inside me. I slipped forward at his request, taking the
cock inside me deeper. “OOOHHH,
yyyeees,” jerking my hips forward until almost all of him was buried inside
me. I looked down, only an inch of cock
outside me and I began to roll my hips, his cock moving around inside me. I felt his hands move up to my breasts, his
fingers taking the hard nipples between them, rubbing the hard tips between his
soft fingers, making my body move the same way.
I pulled back on my ass, his cock pulling out until only my tight pussy
gripped the head. I pushed back hard,
his cock almost taking all of the breath out of me as I was completely
filled. It had never been like this
before, being able to control the hot cock inside me, fucking him instead of
being fucked. “Oh, it’s so big, big, but
I love it,” jerking back and forth, loving the feeling of it filling me up each
time. I gripped his cock as it pulled
from my wet pussy, relaxing as I forced it back it, feeling it hit deep inside
me with each thrust.
Her pussy was so hot and tight, it had been a long time
since he had felt anything that good.
Michael felt her gripping it as it pulled from her, her juices letting
it slide effortlessly. He felt the head
of his cock gripped before she pushed back in again, fucking herself on his
hard cock. He did not know how much
longer he could hold out. One hand moved
down over her stomach, moving over her clit, a finger rubbing the hard bud, it
now red and swollen. He gripped it
tightly between his fingers and pulled it down until it rubbed against his
cock. Jessica jerked up on her body,
giving him easier access. His cock now
rubbed over the bud as she fucked his cock in and out of her pussy. “Can you cum for me, Jessica?”
“Oh, God, yeeees,” my hips jerking back and forth, his cock
fucking inside me, “yyeees, nnnooow.” I
gripped his cock with my pussy, the orgasm overcoming me, my pussy clenching
and unclenching on the hot cock inside me.
I felt it jerk and begin to shoot, feeling his hot juice shoot deep
inside of me, mixing with my juices. It
felt like a river filling me, not sure whether it was he or I. “YYYEESS,” another orgasm hitting me as he
continued to pump up on his hips, fucking his cock in and out of me, refusing
to stop, filling me with his hot cum.
Michael felt like he had emptied a river of his cum inside
of her. He could see it running back out
onto his softening cock. He pulled it
from her pussy and she collapsed on top of him, her breathing ragged. He let his hand rub through her hair, pushing
it from her face. “That was beautiful, I
have never felt like that before.”
I looked up at him, exhausted and satisfied as he touched me
tenderly. “Thank you Michael,” kissing
his lips tenderly, “you made me very happy.”
We lay together, me still on top of him, are breathing almost unseparable. It took me almost fifteen minutes to regain
my normal breathing, my heart still racing.
“I’m going to take a shower, maybe I can interest you in some more
after,” teasing him as I ran from the room, naked, our cum running down my
thighs as I moved. I jumped in the
shower, making sure I left the door open, looking to make sure that Michael was
watching. He was.
I stepped into the huge shower, which was completely covered
with glass. I turned the shower knobs, which were a sterling silver color. I
was so ready to clean up go get ready for more of Michael’s touch, his feel. I
let the warm water hit my skin as I still shivered from the lovemaking that had
happened. My hair little by little began to drench and I felt my body wet. I
grabbed the soap that had a fresh country scent to it and lathered it up on my
still shaky hands. I ran the soapsuds all over my naked body. I could still
feel Michael’s touch and caresses running all though me.
I was almost losing myself in my own thoughts when I heard
the shower door open. I turned around and smiled looking at Michael standing naked
once again hard. His blue lustful eyes pierced at me. I knew he wanted more of
me. He wanted to discover all of me. I was not going to stop him. I wanted this
night to go on forever.
My heart raced just like the first time I saw him. He moved
closer to me putting his arms around me. His hold was so warm and so tender. He
gently kissed my neck as he ran his hands up and down my ass.
“Mmmmm, your all wet for me now. You knew I’d be joining you
didn’t you?” He whispered in my ear as he started to nibble on it.
I laughed softly enjoying his touch. “Yes I knew you’d come
for more. Tell me what you want Michael. I’ll give you anything.”
I felt him grab my ass cheeks hard as his heavy breathing
began to tickle the back of my neck. “I
want to slide my cock in your ass Jessica. Can I, please?” His hands continued
to rub my behind.
I started to feel somewhat fearful, but yet so intrigued.
I’d never done anal sex because I’d been so scared. But somehow Michael was so calming and his
words and touch soothed me. Did he know just how much power he had over
me?
“Yes, Michael. Take me. I’m all yours.” I leaned back to get
a passionate wet kiss from his lips.
I felt Michael move his hands up to my breasts as he pinched
my nipples getting my pussy juices stirring again. He trailed kisses down my
neck and onto my back slowly and seductively. He moved his body down kissing
lower and lower down my body. My
trembling hands held on to the shower walls.
By the time I knew it, Michael was on his knees as he spread my legs
open. He started to eat my pussy from
behind.
I closed my eyes in this wonderful ecstasy. I was weak at the knees again as I felt his
tongue swirl on my pussy. I let out my
moans of pleasure immediately. Then all
of a sudden, I felt something so different.
I felt Michael glide his tongue down to my asshole. My body jittered as I experienced this
strange but blissful stroke.
His tongue so wet, making my tight hole so slick. This new discovery was making me want him
inside me more. I could faintly hear his
lips smacking between my ass cheeks as he spread them open with his strong
hands.
Michael could see Jessica’s pink wrinkled little asshole
ready to be deflowered. He loved the way
she tasted from behind as he was enjoying burying his face in her warm little
ass. He could feel her clench her little
hole as he licked it and now was starting to finger it. Jessica moaned more as he moved his finger
inside her. She felt so hot inside. God he couldn’t wait to get that hot little
ass.
Michael slowly raised his body up with kisses. He held this precious girl in his arms again,
never wanting to let her go. He inserted
his finger in her warm pussy hole feeling it get soaked by her honey. She gasped as his finger made circles in her
cunt. Michael then proceeded to slide
his finger out and then slip it in her asshole to get it lubricated with her
own juices.
“I love the way you feel.” I heard him murmur quietly.
I was left speechless and so curious of how this was all
going to feel. I felt Michael’s cock
touch my thighs wetting my skin with his precum. I then felt a sharp hard feeling from
behind. I closed my eyes in pain at
first as he was easing his cock in my asshole.
I let my painful moans slip out.
He seemed to have stopped briefly.
“I’m sorry baby. It’s hurting you too much,” Michael said in
a concerned voice.
“No, please don’t stop. I want you to do this to me. I told
you I’m all yours and I meant it.”
“You’re so precious Jessica. I’ve had some of the most
precious moments with you than I have ever had with anyone else.”
His words were making me hunger for him. I wanted to just scream at him and tell him
to jam that cock up my asshole and cum hard in me. I know he was being gentle because he cared
about me. God I was falling in love!
Michael continued to fit his cock in me. Little by little I felt his inches slide in
as my tight hole was slowly swallowing his size. I felt myself begin to relax so he could guide
himself with more ease into me.
“That’s right, relax.
My hands were still holding on to the shower walls as the
water was dripping down my back and onto our connection. Finally Michael eased his prick in me
letting me experience my first anal fuck.
He went in and out slowly from my puckered little hole. I kept feeling pleasure and pain at the same
time.
“Oh fuck! You feel incredible!” He blurted out. Michael couldn’t believe how wonderful
Jessica felt. He felt her wet young body
as he held on to her small hips as he rammed his cock in and out of this
incredibly tight ass. He was deep inside
her now, completely taking away any innocence she had left.
Jessica shut her eyes tightly feeling Michael’s monster open
her up. It felt strange, but yet she was
starting to like it. By the time she
knew it, Jessica was now moaning cries of arousal as Michael fucked her.
Michael was now entirely fired up. He felt his balls swells up in knowing that
he was the one and only guy to fuck Jessica’s asshole. He moved his hands down from behind as
Jessica felt his hands brush against her stomach. He managed to get one hand between her thighs
and the other one was kept on her waist to hold her in place. With his free hand, he jammed two fingers up
her aching pussy.
Jessica gasped hard as she was surprised by the sudden entry
of his fingers up her cunt. She tossed
her head back as their lips met. Their
kiss was wild as the slobbered all over each other. Michael licked her face gently as he felt
himself begin to cum.
“Jessica, I’m gonna cum. Oh fuck I’m gonna cum hard!”
Michael rasped.
“Yes babe, cum in me. Make me take your hot cum up my ass,”
she found herself speaking out her desires.
“Cum with me Jessica. Oh let my fingers make you cum.”
As I listened to Michael’s words in his breathless voice, I
found myself coming to an amazing climax.
His fingers were buried in my cunt hole as I felt my body tense up
having yet another phenomenal orgasm.
I felt Jessica’s body quiver in enjoyment and I felt my own
body tighten as I spurted my cum up her little pink hole. My cum gushed like a water dam erupting
inside this sweet, beautiful girl. We
came together, it was an absolutely precious moment.
After Michael came in me, he kept his cock inside as it
softened. He laid he head on my shoulder
from behind me as he caught his breath.
He kissed my neck and held me close again. Even though the shower water was still
running, I swear I could hear out heartbeats racing rapidly simultaneously.
“You were so wonderful. You think we could do this again
soon?” Michael asked as he was now turning me to face him.
I looked up at him with, glaring at his gorgeous blue eyes.
“I would love to.”
The
End