A Small Cock s Story Chapter 2
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I knew there was a new tenet in the apartment next to mine, but hadn’t met them yet. It was a couple weeks before we ran into each other.
We were both going out of our apartments and I looked over at the young lady standing next to me. Her face lit up with a beautiful smile. She was very cute. Her face was oval shaped, with large eyes behind a pair of rimless, oval glasses. Her hair was dark brown and slightly unkempt, She had on a Yankee T-shirt. I saw she didn’t have a bra on as her breasts swung easily with her movements. Her nipples made points on her shirt to emphasize her slightly pendulous bosom. I loved to see a women with droopy breasts; Not hanging down to her knees, but sagging a bit. It made her seem earth-motherly. Her waist was slim and her hips were wide and a little chunky. My favorite type.
She shook my hand and said her name was Kasey. Her hand was small with slim, long fingers. her palm was wet and warm. We proceeded down the single flight of stairs to the parking lot. She said it was nice meeting me and would have me over for a cup of coffee, when she got a coffee-maker, She laughed lightly at her joke.
We both drove off. I stopped at Walmart and bought a coffee-maker, planning to leave it at her front door when I got home. All the time when I was driving I pictured her smiling face and fantasized about her, getting an erection.
I got home that evening and left the coffee-maker in front of her door then went into my apartment. An hour later my doorbell rang and when I opened the door and Kasey was there holding the coffee-maker. She had her radiant smile on, and was standing barefoot in front of me. She had short legs and full calves above tiny feet.
She laughed and said she had bought a coffee machine also. She said the one I had bought was nicer and she was going to return the one she had purchased. She was just wearing a long T-shirt and it fell to her knees. I was sad she had the gift in front of her breasts, She asked me over for coffee. I followed her into her apartment and she put the coffee-maker on the kitchen counter.
Her rear end filled the shirt and it moved in an enticing manner. Her full breasts swung and jiggled as she made the coffee. She saw me looking at her and surprised me by asking if I wanted her to put a bra on. I was totally nonplussed. I stammered that I didn’t care, however she was comfortable, I said.
Her face was beet red. She said she didn’t mean to come out with that. She went from the kitchen to her bedroom and came back out with a bra on. Her breasts were still enticing and they moved gently under her long shirt, but no nipple popped out against the thin fabric. Her face was still red.
I said I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable and suggested I leave. She started to cry. I didn’t know what to do. I amazed myself by going over to her and taking her in my arms. She cried warm tears that fell on my arms. She eventually calmed down and I eased away. She wrung her hands and asked if I wanted cream and sugar. I laughed at the simple statement and told her I liked it black.
She blew her nose and apologized for the scene. She incredibly mentioned she was having her period and it made it worse.
I asked, made what worse. She said she was having a hard time. She had just got a new job and had left her family home, where she had been staying forever. Her father had given her a hard time about everything she did. She said she would never dare to go around the family without and bra on. She said she liked to go around without a bra on. Then I had come over and she realized she was un-bra-ed, and all the things her father said about her, that she was a slut and was a exhibitionist because a decent woman would hide that she had big bosoms.
I was astonished. I never imagined when I came over for coffee that this woman I hardly knew would involve me in such intimate details of her life. I thought she was going to cry again, but she rallied and we sat down to drink our coffee.
She told me more about herself and I weaved the story of my life into the afternoon. It was lazy warm end of summer day. Kasey turned on the air-conditioning and it cooled down quickly. She went into her bedroom and came out with her bra off again. She looked at me and kind of tilted her head questioning my acceptance. I just smiled and laughed a little.
I left incredulous for what happened in the last hour or so. Kasey and I became fast friends, I was a little ashamed that I was so much older than her, as well as having sexual thoughts of her.
It was a Saturday and we were going to watch a movie together with popcorn and beer. I went over to her apartment and the door was unlocked so I went in like I usually do. I entered the living room and there was Kasey with only a bath towel in front of her. She turned and scampered into the bathroom, exposing her delightful rear end to me.
It was awhile before she came out again, this time with a long nightgown type garment. It was front open and she had only the top buttons fastened so it fell from her legs as she walked.
She said she was sorry for the surprise. I said that it was no big deal, so we turned on the movie. I sat down and she sat next to me. We had never sat on the couch together, but she sat thigh to thigh with me, her gown opening to her thighs. It became clear she had no sexual fear of me and probably thought of me as a father figure. I was shocked how much that bothered me. I had a weak ego anyway.
The movie was funny and sexy. There were a couple intense sex scenes. Kasey laughed and her thigh kept bumping against mine. I was getting a hard on and her gown fell away far enough so the tip of her panties showed. I had to cool down so I went home and took a couple of deep breaths,
I went back over in a few minutes and Kasey was drinking a beer. She said she forgot we had beer. She told me in her inimitable style that beer made her burp and pee a lot. I joined her in a beer. We drank a few and I felt slightly high; Kasey worse than me. She suggested we dance.
She put on some dreamy music by some unknown artist. She came over to dance and put her arms around me. I was not sure what to do, but took her in my arms. She held me close and her thighs were moving against my crotch which caused my desire to rise. I tried to keep her warm, sexy, sweet smelling torso from pushing too hard, but it was too late and my penis was at full attention. I could now feel her hard thighs colliding with my member.
She didn’t seem to notice, or pretended not to. We finished the dance and I was torn between sex and friendship, I knew not what to do. Kasey stumbled back onto the couch. Her gown fell away and exposed her panties. She, however was out cold. I fought back the urge to stroke her, touch her, kiss her, I pulled her gown over her and lifted her feet onto the couch. I took one last look then went home.
Several hours later I heard a weak knock at my door and it was Kasey. I opened the door and she grabbed me and hugged me. She said she was so sorry that she had wrecked the day.
All this hugging and such was driving me crazy, but I cared for Kasey a lot more than I’d like to admit. I felt that I would get my heart broken. I told her to go home and get a night’s rest, but she told me to come home with her and wait until she went to sleep.
I didn’t know what to do, but followed her to her apartment. She went into the bedroom and she told me to turn my back while she got undressed. I was wild with emotion, She soon said she was all set and I was to lie down next to her. I turned around and got onto the bed and stretched out on top of the covers. Kasey turned over and quickly fell asleep.
I awoke with a start, she was feeling the front of my shorts and my penis was getting hard. I had on shorts made of thin fabric so her little hand found my shaft easily.
She asked me why I hadn’t tried to fuck her.
I was shocked out of my mind. I tried to say something, but she cut me off and pulled the elastic of my shorts down exposing my erection. She took hold of my cock and stroked it.
She sat up in bed and I saw her breasts were uncovered The nibs were hard and dark, surrounded by light pink areola. She took my hand and put it on her pillow-like breast. I took the hint and pinched at the nib, feeling its hardness. She groaned a little as I touched her.
She rolled to her side and pulled her panties off exposing her neatly trimmed dark pubic triangle. I could see her pussy lips under the hair. I slid my shorts off, releasing my hard shaft. She leaned over and took my penis in her warm, wet mouth and caressed it with her tongue.
I was close to cumming when she let go of my shaft and told me to fuck her in the ass. She had a tube of lube on her night table and handed it to me then got on all fours.
I had never done it up the rear before, but was out of my mind with excitement at the thought of my cock pushing into her drove me mad. I tried to relax so I wouldn’t cum. I put a gob of lube on my fingers and gently pushed against her tight bud. Slowly she relaxed and I got one finger inside her, then two fingers. I knelt behind her and put my penis head against her sphincter which was partially open from my fingers. The head of my cock was swollen and it took some force to push by the clenching hole.
My shaft finally sank into her ass. My penis disappeared inside her and I wanted to ejaculate badly. She was groaning a little and she told me to cum inside her.
I let go and felt the spasms of shooting my cum inside her. Her sphincter grabbed at my shaft as I moved in and out delivering my package of jism.
Finally I pulled out as my rod started to shrivel, small drops of cum dribbled out of her rear.
She rolled over on her back and she told me to pay attention to her pussy, she wanted to cum too. Her thighs were wide apart and I put my mouth on her wet vulva. I found her clit with my tongue and Kasey pushed her hips toward me yearning for more and more. She came with a spasm shooting small jets of women cum into my face.
We both sat up on the edge of the bed. Kasey wiped herself with some Kleenex and playfully put the wet tissue against my face. I could smell her feminine odor and it smelled sexy.
That was the last time we fucked each other. We talked all the time but it never generated a wild sex session. Just one trip to the twilight zone.
We were both going out of our apartments and I looked over at the young lady standing next to me. Her face lit up with a beautiful smile. She was very cute. Her face was oval shaped, with large eyes behind a pair of rimless, oval glasses. Her hair was dark brown and slightly unkempt, She had on a Yankee T-shirt. I saw she didn’t have a bra on as her breasts swung easily with her movements. Her nipples made points on her shirt to emphasize her slightly pendulous bosom. I loved to see a women with droopy breasts; Not hanging down to her knees, but sagging a bit. It made her seem earth-motherly. Her waist was slim and her hips were wide and a little chunky. My favorite type.
She shook my hand and said her name was Kasey. Her hand was small with slim, long fingers. her palm was wet and warm. We proceeded down the single flight of stairs to the parking lot. She said it was nice meeting me and would have me over for a cup of coffee, when she got a coffee-maker, She laughed lightly at her joke.
We both drove off. I stopped at Walmart and bought a coffee-maker, planning to leave it at her front door when I got home. All the time when I was driving I pictured her smiling face and fantasized about her, getting an erection.
I got home that evening and left the coffee-maker in front of her door then went into my apartment. An hour later my doorbell rang and when I opened the door and Kasey was there holding the coffee-maker. She had her radiant smile on, and was standing barefoot in front of me. She had short legs and full calves above tiny feet.
She laughed and said she had bought a coffee machine also. She said the one I had bought was nicer and she was going to return the one she had purchased. She was just wearing a long T-shirt and it fell to her knees. I was sad she had the gift in front of her breasts, She asked me over for coffee. I followed her into her apartment and she put the coffee-maker on the kitchen counter.
Her rear end filled the shirt and it moved in an enticing manner. Her full breasts swung and jiggled as she made the coffee. She saw me looking at her and surprised me by asking if I wanted her to put a bra on. I was totally nonplussed. I stammered that I didn’t care, however she was comfortable, I said.
Her face was beet red. She said she didn’t mean to come out with that. She went from the kitchen to her bedroom and came back out with a bra on. Her breasts were still enticing and they moved gently under her long shirt, but no nipple popped out against the thin fabric. Her face was still red.
I said I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable and suggested I leave. She started to cry. I didn’t know what to do. I amazed myself by going over to her and taking her in my arms. She cried warm tears that fell on my arms. She eventually calmed down and I eased away. She wrung her hands and asked if I wanted cream and sugar. I laughed at the simple statement and told her I liked it black.
She blew her nose and apologized for the scene. She incredibly mentioned she was having her period and it made it worse.
I asked, made what worse. She said she was having a hard time. She had just got a new job and had left her family home, where she had been staying forever. Her father had given her a hard time about everything she did. She said she would never dare to go around the family without and bra on. She said she liked to go around without a bra on. Then I had come over and she realized she was un-bra-ed, and all the things her father said about her, that she was a slut and was a exhibitionist because a decent woman would hide that she had big bosoms.
I was astonished. I never imagined when I came over for coffee that this woman I hardly knew would involve me in such intimate details of her life. I thought she was going to cry again, but she rallied and we sat down to drink our coffee.
She told me more about herself and I weaved the story of my life into the afternoon. It was lazy warm end of summer day. Kasey turned on the air-conditioning and it cooled down quickly. She went into her bedroom and came out with her bra off again. She looked at me and kind of tilted her head questioning my acceptance. I just smiled and laughed a little.
I left incredulous for what happened in the last hour or so. Kasey and I became fast friends, I was a little ashamed that I was so much older than her, as well as having sexual thoughts of her.
It was a Saturday and we were going to watch a movie together with popcorn and beer. I went over to her apartment and the door was unlocked so I went in like I usually do. I entered the living room and there was Kasey with only a bath towel in front of her. She turned and scampered into the bathroom, exposing her delightful rear end to me.
It was awhile before she came out again, this time with a long nightgown type garment. It was front open and she had only the top buttons fastened so it fell from her legs as she walked.
She said she was sorry for the surprise. I said that it was no big deal, so we turned on the movie. I sat down and she sat next to me. We had never sat on the couch together, but she sat thigh to thigh with me, her gown opening to her thighs. It became clear she had no sexual fear of me and probably thought of me as a father figure. I was shocked how much that bothered me. I had a weak ego anyway.
The movie was funny and sexy. There were a couple intense sex scenes. Kasey laughed and her thigh kept bumping against mine. I was getting a hard on and her gown fell away far enough so the tip of her panties showed. I had to cool down so I went home and took a couple of deep breaths,
I went back over in a few minutes and Kasey was drinking a beer. She said she forgot we had beer. She told me in her inimitable style that beer made her burp and pee a lot. I joined her in a beer. We drank a few and I felt slightly high; Kasey worse than me. She suggested we dance.
She put on some dreamy music by some unknown artist. She came over to dance and put her arms around me. I was not sure what to do, but took her in my arms. She held me close and her thighs were moving against my crotch which caused my desire to rise. I tried to keep her warm, sexy, sweet smelling torso from pushing too hard, but it was too late and my penis was at full attention. I could now feel her hard thighs colliding with my member.
She didn’t seem to notice, or pretended not to. We finished the dance and I was torn between sex and friendship, I knew not what to do. Kasey stumbled back onto the couch. Her gown fell away and exposed her panties. She, however was out cold. I fought back the urge to stroke her, touch her, kiss her, I pulled her gown over her and lifted her feet onto the couch. I took one last look then went home.
Several hours later I heard a weak knock at my door and it was Kasey. I opened the door and she grabbed me and hugged me. She said she was so sorry that she had wrecked the day.
All this hugging and such was driving me crazy, but I cared for Kasey a lot more than I’d like to admit. I felt that I would get my heart broken. I told her to go home and get a night’s rest, but she told me to come home with her and wait until she went to sleep.
I didn’t know what to do, but followed her to her apartment. She went into the bedroom and she told me to turn my back while she got undressed. I was wild with emotion, She soon said she was all set and I was to lie down next to her. I turned around and got onto the bed and stretched out on top of the covers. Kasey turned over and quickly fell asleep.
I awoke with a start, she was feeling the front of my shorts and my penis was getting hard. I had on shorts made of thin fabric so her little hand found my shaft easily.
She asked me why I hadn’t tried to fuck her.
I was shocked out of my mind. I tried to say something, but she cut me off and pulled the elastic of my shorts down exposing my erection. She took hold of my cock and stroked it.
She sat up in bed and I saw her breasts were uncovered The nibs were hard and dark, surrounded by light pink areola. She took my hand and put it on her pillow-like breast. I took the hint and pinched at the nib, feeling its hardness. She groaned a little as I touched her.
She rolled to her side and pulled her panties off exposing her neatly trimmed dark pubic triangle. I could see her pussy lips under the hair. I slid my shorts off, releasing my hard shaft. She leaned over and took my penis in her warm, wet mouth and caressed it with her tongue.
I was close to cumming when she let go of my shaft and told me to fuck her in the ass. She had a tube of lube on her night table and handed it to me then got on all fours.
I had never done it up the rear before, but was out of my mind with excitement at the thought of my cock pushing into her drove me mad. I tried to relax so I wouldn’t cum. I put a gob of lube on my fingers and gently pushed against her tight bud. Slowly she relaxed and I got one finger inside her, then two fingers. I knelt behind her and put my penis head against her sphincter which was partially open from my fingers. The head of my cock was swollen and it took some force to push by the clenching hole.
My shaft finally sank into her ass. My penis disappeared inside her and I wanted to ejaculate badly. She was groaning a little and she told me to cum inside her.
I let go and felt the spasms of shooting my cum inside her. Her sphincter grabbed at my shaft as I moved in and out delivering my package of jism.
Finally I pulled out as my rod started to shrivel, small drops of cum dribbled out of her rear.
She rolled over on her back and she told me to pay attention to her pussy, she wanted to cum too. Her thighs were wide apart and I put my mouth on her wet vulva. I found her clit with my tongue and Kasey pushed her hips toward me yearning for more and more. She came with a spasm shooting small jets of women cum into my face.
We both sat up on the edge of the bed. Kasey wiped herself with some Kleenex and playfully put the wet tissue against my face. I could smell her feminine odor and it smelled sexy.
That was the last time we fucked each other. We talked all the time but it never generated a wild sex session. Just one trip to the twilight zone.
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