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Mackenzie:
I woke up with a start. I had been having an incredibly lucid dream that Ponte was fucking me. I was afraid that he had taken advantage of me while I was asleep but he was still sound asleep and I found my own hand had found its way beneath my boxers and I was fingering myself. I started to pull my hand away but realized I needed some release. Leaving my finger inside me I gently slipped a second one in while my thumb massaged my clit. I fought to keep from moaning but he was still sleeping heavily by the sound of his breathing so I allowed myself to let myself go. In no time at all I came, wetting my/his boxers with my juices. I smiled when I realized we were now even, having soiled each others underwear with our own cum.
I drifted back to sleep and in the morning he woke up just as I was getting out of bed.
I said good morning and began gathering my clothes.
"Thanks for the loan of your boxers" I said, "I never realized boxers were so comfortable. I'll have to pick up some pairs of ladies for myself”
"You can borrow another one of mine if you want to wear them today"
"You won't mind?"
"No, in fact I kinda like the idea"
I turned my back to him and took off my tee shirt. After I got my bra on I realized he had been watching me in the full length mirror in front of me.
"You still haven't gotten over being a peeping tom, I see" I said laughing. I put my dress on and then opened my purse. I had just cashed my check so I took 3 one hundred dollar bills out and handed them to him.
"What's this for?"
"I was thinking about what you said yesterday about how you would treat me like a lady. Its been a long time since I've been treated like one. So you're taking me out tonight. Mind you, you're not getting laid. At the end of the date you'll walk me to my door. And if I had a nice time you may or may not get a good night kiss and then you go back to your house"
"Sounds great" he said, "where should we go?”
"Its up to you. The gentleman makes the plans. Come pick me up at 7"
I took a fresh pair of his boxers and went to go home when I glanced at him. He was fully erect . I reached under my dress and slipped out of the boxers I wore last night and tossed them to him.
"Those have my scent. Enjoy them”
Ponte:
Enjoy them I will. Not only did they have her scent they were damp. As she scurried out the door I held them up to my mouth and took a tentative lick. The taste was sweet, the smell was intoxicating. With each whiff I got harder.
I kept them there licking and smelling her while I jerked off. The more I jerked off the deeper my breathing was getting. The deeper my breathing was getting the more I smelled of her and the harder I got. It was too much. I took one last deep breath and then started shooting cum all over my chest. I almost hyper ventilated and blacked out.
I just lay there enjoying the after glow of the orgasm. Christ, who knew that something like that could happen. It seemed the more that I though of her the harder I came. I almost forgot what it was like before she first spanked me. Those weak orgasms that were just not good enough. I could have just laid there enjoying all of this.
Thankfully I had plans to make. I had a hot woman to take out on the town and show her what it was like to be worshiped. I started out by checking out restaurants that she would like to go to. Thinking that the fancier they are the less likely they would card me. Although, I am thinking that if I don’t drink and get her drunk enough possibly I could finally know what it is like to feel her wetness around me. As she is pulling me in deeper because she desires my cock.
There was always a voice in the back of my head, though, that made me think that we were not going to ever go that far. Each time that I thought we were going to ‘go all the way’ she would back off and not let it happen. I guess that I would just have to let it take its course and let her be the one to decide when or if it was ever going to happen.
After taking a shower I got dressed in my only suit and headed over to her house. Ringing the door bell she opened the door in a black dress that stuck tight to her hot body. As my eyes took her in I noticed that she was wearing stockings and heels making her all the more sexy. I had just enough mental energy left to keep my cock from ripping a hole in my pants and trying to fuck her right there.
“I’m ready” she said stepping out and locking up her house. We got in my moms car and headed off to dinner.
While we were eating we chatted like we were old friends. There was nothing sexual about the conversation. She told me how she met my mom and dad as undergrads and all the parties they would go to. I told her how smothered I felt living with my mom and how she kept pushing me to be just like her and dad.
It felt good to talk to her and not constantly be trying to figure out a way to get under her dress or in her pants. She kept drinking the wine that we ordered and I only had a glass. Not wanting to drive tipsy or drunk it just felt right doing that for her.
Desert came and we kept taking. It was a nice night overall and as we headed to the car I held my arm out so she could take it and walk with a man on her arm, well man if you take that I could vote and/or go die for my country but not drink. The drive home was in mostly silence because I think we both had talked our ears off and were running out of things to say.
Walking up to her door she put the key in and unlocked it and started to go in.
“Wait” I said stoping her.
“Yes, Ponte, oh, thank you for a wonderful evening.”
“Don’t dates normally end in a kiss?”
Mackenzie:
As soon as I opened the door the look on pontes face told me I had chosen the right outfit for our date. Though he kept trying to look me in the eyes, his eyes kept traveling down, taking me in. It felt nice to be admired.
Dinner was great. We never stopped chatting, and I was surprised that someone as young as he would have so many intriguing insights about so many subjects. It was such a turn on that he seemed to hang on my every word and look at me like I was a goddess.
The only down point of the evening was when he excused himself to use the mens room and while he was gone the waiter came over and asked me if my son was done with his meal. I was glad Ponte hadn't heard that for I'm sure it would have dampened the mood. I know it dampened mine momentarily. I had a sudden pang of guilt. What would his mother think if she knew what we had been doing. What started with me catching him stealing my underwear has turned into a situation neither of us should be in. But when he returned and sat back down and again looked at me with that look, I forgot all about my guilt and I settled back and enjoyed the rest of the dinner. After we were done I found myself wishing he had chosen a restaurant that had dancing for I would have loved to have him hold me close during a slow number.
We were pretty quiet on the ride home, mostly because my head was spinning over my feelings for him. I was grateful when we arrived home, anxious to be alone so I could figure things out.
When he asked me for a kiss I knew he deserved at least that much so I turned and placed my lips on his. It had been a long time since I felt the electricity in the air that I instantly felt as our lips touched. He pulled me close against him and I was so turned on, instead of pulling away, I nestled against him. I considered asking him inside but I was afraid what it would lead to. So instead I suggested that we sit on the porch swing. As we sat down I crossed my legs, knowing the top of my stocking was showing. We went back to kissing and to his credit, all he did was place his hand on the bare skin where my stocking ended. He was truly making me feel like a woman rather than just a piece of meat.
I noticed the bulge in his pants and I knew the minute he got home he'd be jerking off. I wondered how many times the poor k** had jerked off with thoughts of me. He was going to wind up getting blisters on his palm. I looked across the street and the only house that the people inside could see up was old man Perkins and his house was always dark by nine.
I could have lied to myself, blaming it on the wine but I knew I wasn't drunk, but still I slid off the swing and knelt in front of Ponte. His leg was shaking when I undid the button on his pants and he was already breathing heavily by the time I had his zipper down. When I took him out there was some precum on the head of his erection. I gave him what I hoped was a mischievous smile and collected the cum on my finger and put it in my mouth. I teasingly ran circles around the head and then down the shaft before taking him in my mouth, sucking and licking. At one point I freed his balls and began sucking his sack.
"Holy shit" he said, making me chuckle.
To his credit, he showed no signs of cumming. I didn't know if he was holding back so that the blow job would last or if he was hoping id tire of sucking him and mount him instead. But then I could feel his dick throbbing so I knew he was near. To put him over the edge I relaxed my throat and deep throated him, again making him say holy shit. In seconds I felt him shooting his load down my throat. Once he was done I cleaned him up with my tongue and put him back in his pants and zippered him up. He pulled me up to him and kissed me passionately, using his tongue. I knew he could taste himself on me but he didn't seem to mind.
"Now get yourself home" I said.
I headed to my door and he said, "Wait, I have money left over from dinner"
He went to hand me a hundred and as I reached for it I stopped.
"Tell you what" I said, " because of you I'm running out of underwear. Tomorrow use the money to buy some more for me. Your choice"
He put the money away and said, "I had a great time tonight"
I kissed him goodbye and said, " so did I. You kept your promise and made me feel like a woman”
He gave me a really big smile and headed home.
Ponte:
The date was awesome and the blow job on the porch was the cherry on top of everything. I was very excited to please her with the shopping trip to get her some new panties and possibly a nice set of stockings. Seeing her in the stockings made my mind think prurient thoughts and my dick get hard. I did not want to do anything else but roll them down slowly reveling her lovely legs. Just the thought of that made me jerk off that night and dream about her.
I woke up and first did some research online trying to find a good pair that I would like to see her in. After I found the ones that I was looking for I went to the mall to get them. Before I left though, I had to go and write down her size off of all the cum stained pairs that I had. I needed to know the size because I did not want to get the perfect pair, but not have it fit the body of this woman.
I got to the store and was walking around just looking for the pair that would make my cock hard. I know that was going to be the best measure of which ones I should get. Although, I needed to make sure that she would like them as well. It was a difficult decision to make. I could not let my cock do all the thinking for me all the time. It was hard to not do it though with how hot Mackenzie is.
“Can I help you” the young lady in the store asked me.
“Oh, yeah, I’m looking for gifts for someone special.”
“Well, you’ve come to the right place. This is where we can help that someone special feel even more special.”
I explained to her the size and what I was looking for. “Oh that is over here” she said as she walked over to another section of the store. I followed her over there. It was very hard for me to not be in this store with all these panties around me. I kept thinking of what the silk would feel like on my cock as I stroked off with them on. It took all my energy to keep from tenting in the store.
“How about these” she said as she held up a pair of black panties. “They go perfectly with these” she said laying them on top of a pair of stockings.
“I’ll take them” I said doing the mental math to figure out what else I could get.
“How about these” she said holding up another pair. I could feel my cock responding in my pants.
“YES!” was all that I could say trying to stay concentrated on keeping my cock from poking up.
“I think I need two more pairs” I said. “Let’s do a matching stockings set and another stand alone.”
Her expert opinion was perfect for this shopping adventure and soon I had them gift wrapped and was out the door.
As I was driving home I had the best idea ever. If taking her out on a date and treating her like a woman got me the best blow job of my life, then what would a home cooked meal do. I wanted to see her face as she opened the gifts that I bought her.
I got home and wrote out a quick note and started to get ready for the meal. I ran over to her place and put the note on her door. I knocked on it and ran back over to my place to finish up the dinner. I was expecting her to show up around seven.
I was plating the steaks and pouring the wine when the door bell rang.
Mackenzie:
I had just got home from work where it was hard to concentrate on my job thinking about my wonderful date last night. Some of my coworkers had commented on how I seemed to be glowing and one even asked if I was in love or something. Naturally I told her of course not.
Still, I had to admit to myself I had feelings for poky, despite his age. No one I had ever dated made me feel so special and desirable.
I decided to go change into a pair of pjs when there was a knock on my door. Opening it I saw no one there but then found the note from ponte inviting me to dinner at his place. I thought that was so sweet that I forgot my plans to relax and instead went to freshen my make up.
When I went over and he let me in, the lights were dimmed and soft music was playing. The table was set and lit by candle light.
I was so touched yet the fact that he had gone to so much trouble worried me. He was obviously looking for a romantic night while I was determined not to let our relationship go any further what with our age difference.
Dinner was delicious and he fawned over me. Again he made me feel special.
Over dessert I said, "I love how you look at me."
"That's because you're so beautiful and sexy" he said.
"Only in your eyes, but thank you."
"Not just in my eyes. I've seen the way men look at you."
Once again he made me feel so special. I loved watching him watching me, as if the simple act of wiping my lips with the napkin was a turn on for him. I wanted to see that look all night.
Taking him by the hand I led him into the living room. I stood him in the middle of The room while I went and turned on every light in the room, making it seem like it was daytime. Walking back to him I said, " I want you to see every inch of me. Undress me slowly. "
His smile said it all. Starting with my blouse he ever so slowly began unbuttoning it, using his finger to gently touch every inch of skin bared. As he pulled the halves of the blouse open, he stared at my brad breasts as if it was the first time he'd seen them.
Slipping my blouse off, he traced his finger atop the cups of my bra then ran it down until he reached my belly button and placed it inside, pressing into it so I felt it in my groin. I wondered how he knew the navel could be an erogenous zone if touched the right way. I was getting more aroused by the minute. My bra clasped in the front and he undid it but slowly opened it, freeing my breasts.
Again the look on his face stirred something in me and made me believe I really was as sexy as he thought. Instead of pawing at them he gently ran his hands over them, feeling their firmness, exploring every inch. He ran his palm over my nipples, hardening them.
"Taste them" I panted and he lowered his head and took a nipple between his lips, sucking and licking. Running my hand through his hair and pressing his mouth harder onto me I let out a groan.
Still exploring my tits with his mouth he undid my skirt and then leaving my breasts, he watched as my skirt fell and I stepped out of it, leaving me in just panties and stockings.
He knelt in front of me, running his hand up and down my legs, over my stockings and my bare thighs. As he began rolling one stocking down, he made sure at least two fingers kept touching my skin.
"Do you know how amazing that feels?" I asked him, my pussy now dripping. He repeated the same actions with my other stocking and then ran both hands up the back of my thighs.
Getting up he walked behind me and slipped the back of my panties off my cheeks. He caressed my ass, spreading my cheeks to witness my rosebud. I almost cried out in ecstasy when I felt his tongue lick the base of my spine.
When he came back around front I took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
"The rest is better explored if I'm laying down, I said, trying to regain my composure. I turned the light on and lay down. I expected him to quickly pull my panties off but he took his time, again running his hands over my legs until he finally got them off. I brought my knees up spreading my legs, my pussy lips glistening from my juices. He placed his face inches away, exploring my outer lips, my clit, my pubic hair, before slipping a finger inside me and running it along my smooth walls, the ridged roof.
"Taste me" I said again.”
With his finger still probing me his tongue found my clit, making me shudder. He licked every inch of my cunt while moving his finger in and out. I wanted so badly to feel his dick inside me, knowing I would orgasm before it was even halfway in . Before I lost the fight and gave in, I had him swing around so I could quickly take his dick out and place it in my mouth. He groaned and I knew he was as close to cumming as I was.
I loved the taste of his young dick and sucking him gave me back my control, so when he paused from his licking to tell me how much he wanted me, though I wanted to give in, I instead grunted uh uh, and went back to sucking him. I'm not quite sure who came first, I called it a tie. While I was swallowing his cum he replaced his finger with his tongue and lapped me up.
It took a while for us to both catch our breath. Finally I was able to get up and head to the bathroom.
"Get naked" I said, "I want to sleep in your bed tonight”
When I got in bed with him I turned my back and he nestled up close, spooning me.
"I love you" he said
"Nonsense" I said, taking his hand and placing it over my breast. “It's just a school boy crush. Let's just enjoy it while we can till your mom comes home”
Ponte
It did not matter what she said, I was falling in love/lust with her. With my hand on her breast I began toying with her nipple getting it hard. She pushed her chest up reacting to the hard nipple. I switched my hand to her other nipple and brought my mouth on the erect one lavishing attention on it with my mouth and tongue. Soon they both were hard and her hand was pushing my head against her breasts.
“UM” she moaned as my hand slithered it’s way down her stomach to her belly button. Pushing it again she moved in reaction pushing her hips up. Leaving her breast I began kissing and licking my way from her breasts to her belly button slowly licking and kissing around it.
“Oh Ponte” she moaned as my mouth was toying with her belly button and my fingers slid inside of her. I was not ready to go to sleep, a woman as beautiful as her deserved to be worshiped as a woman and given as much pleasure as possible.
Leaving her belly button and traveling further down she spread her legs and grabbed on to my head pushing me against her wet pussy. She did not need to say anything I knew exactly what she needed. As I licked her pussy she pushed me deeper into it and ground her hips up on a down on my face. It was hard to keep up with her movements, but the feeling was erotic and knowing that I was getting her off was making me harder than I’ve ever been.
As she neared orgasm her legs locked around my head keeping me in place. Her orgasm gushed over my face as I was trying to lap up her cum. As she cam on my face I was thinking how I could just live on her cum.
Crawling back up to her she reached down to grab my erection. “No, need” I replied. “That was just one gift I wanted to give you tonight.”
She accepted that and just rolled over pushing her ass against my erection and pulled me in close. She spread her legs slightly allowing my cock to slide in so she could be comfortable and not having in poke all night.
“Goodnight, and thank you Ponte” she whispered as she pulled my hand back on her breast.
Snuggling in there with my cock so close to where it really wanted to be it was hard not to fuck her lovely legs. I had to respect her grunted ‘uh, uh’ even though I could feel deep down inside that she wanted nothing more than my cock pushing deep inside her.
I feel asleep shortly after I heard her deep steady sleeping breaths. She must have been exhausted from the two orgasms that she just had and knowing that I gave them to her made me smile as I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up with a start. I had been having an incredibly lucid dream that Ponte was fucking me. I was afraid that he had taken advantage of me while I was asleep but he was still sound asleep and I found my own hand had found its way beneath my boxers and I was fingering myself. I started to pull my hand away but realized I needed some release. Leaving my finger inside me I gently slipped a second one in while my thumb massaged my clit. I fought to keep from moaning but he was still sleeping heavily by the sound of his breathing so I allowed myself to let myself go. In no time at all I came, wetting my/his boxers with my juices. I smiled when I realized we were now even, having soiled each others underwear with our own cum.
I drifted back to sleep and in the morning he woke up just as I was getting out of bed.
I said good morning and began gathering my clothes.
"Thanks for the loan of your boxers" I said, "I never realized boxers were so comfortable. I'll have to pick up some pairs of ladies for myself”
"You can borrow another one of mine if you want to wear them today"
"You won't mind?"
"No, in fact I kinda like the idea"
I turned my back to him and took off my tee shirt. After I got my bra on I realized he had been watching me in the full length mirror in front of me.
"You still haven't gotten over being a peeping tom, I see" I said laughing. I put my dress on and then opened my purse. I had just cashed my check so I took 3 one hundred dollar bills out and handed them to him.
"What's this for?"
"I was thinking about what you said yesterday about how you would treat me like a lady. Its been a long time since I've been treated like one. So you're taking me out tonight. Mind you, you're not getting laid. At the end of the date you'll walk me to my door. And if I had a nice time you may or may not get a good night kiss and then you go back to your house"
"Sounds great" he said, "where should we go?”
"Its up to you. The gentleman makes the plans. Come pick me up at 7"
I took a fresh pair of his boxers and went to go home when I glanced at him. He was fully erect . I reached under my dress and slipped out of the boxers I wore last night and tossed them to him.
"Those have my scent. Enjoy them”
Ponte:
Enjoy them I will. Not only did they have her scent they were damp. As she scurried out the door I held them up to my mouth and took a tentative lick. The taste was sweet, the smell was intoxicating. With each whiff I got harder.
I kept them there licking and smelling her while I jerked off. The more I jerked off the deeper my breathing was getting. The deeper my breathing was getting the more I smelled of her and the harder I got. It was too much. I took one last deep breath and then started shooting cum all over my chest. I almost hyper ventilated and blacked out.
I just lay there enjoying the after glow of the orgasm. Christ, who knew that something like that could happen. It seemed the more that I though of her the harder I came. I almost forgot what it was like before she first spanked me. Those weak orgasms that were just not good enough. I could have just laid there enjoying all of this.
Thankfully I had plans to make. I had a hot woman to take out on the town and show her what it was like to be worshiped. I started out by checking out restaurants that she would like to go to. Thinking that the fancier they are the less likely they would card me. Although, I am thinking that if I don’t drink and get her drunk enough possibly I could finally know what it is like to feel her wetness around me. As she is pulling me in deeper because she desires my cock.
There was always a voice in the back of my head, though, that made me think that we were not going to ever go that far. Each time that I thought we were going to ‘go all the way’ she would back off and not let it happen. I guess that I would just have to let it take its course and let her be the one to decide when or if it was ever going to happen.
After taking a shower I got dressed in my only suit and headed over to her house. Ringing the door bell she opened the door in a black dress that stuck tight to her hot body. As my eyes took her in I noticed that she was wearing stockings and heels making her all the more sexy. I had just enough mental energy left to keep my cock from ripping a hole in my pants and trying to fuck her right there.
“I’m ready” she said stepping out and locking up her house. We got in my moms car and headed off to dinner.
While we were eating we chatted like we were old friends. There was nothing sexual about the conversation. She told me how she met my mom and dad as undergrads and all the parties they would go to. I told her how smothered I felt living with my mom and how she kept pushing me to be just like her and dad.
It felt good to talk to her and not constantly be trying to figure out a way to get under her dress or in her pants. She kept drinking the wine that we ordered and I only had a glass. Not wanting to drive tipsy or drunk it just felt right doing that for her.
Desert came and we kept taking. It was a nice night overall and as we headed to the car I held my arm out so she could take it and walk with a man on her arm, well man if you take that I could vote and/or go die for my country but not drink. The drive home was in mostly silence because I think we both had talked our ears off and were running out of things to say.
Walking up to her door she put the key in and unlocked it and started to go in.
“Wait” I said stoping her.
“Yes, Ponte, oh, thank you for a wonderful evening.”
“Don’t dates normally end in a kiss?”
Mackenzie:
As soon as I opened the door the look on pontes face told me I had chosen the right outfit for our date. Though he kept trying to look me in the eyes, his eyes kept traveling down, taking me in. It felt nice to be admired.
Dinner was great. We never stopped chatting, and I was surprised that someone as young as he would have so many intriguing insights about so many subjects. It was such a turn on that he seemed to hang on my every word and look at me like I was a goddess.
The only down point of the evening was when he excused himself to use the mens room and while he was gone the waiter came over and asked me if my son was done with his meal. I was glad Ponte hadn't heard that for I'm sure it would have dampened the mood. I know it dampened mine momentarily. I had a sudden pang of guilt. What would his mother think if she knew what we had been doing. What started with me catching him stealing my underwear has turned into a situation neither of us should be in. But when he returned and sat back down and again looked at me with that look, I forgot all about my guilt and I settled back and enjoyed the rest of the dinner. After we were done I found myself wishing he had chosen a restaurant that had dancing for I would have loved to have him hold me close during a slow number.
We were pretty quiet on the ride home, mostly because my head was spinning over my feelings for him. I was grateful when we arrived home, anxious to be alone so I could figure things out.
When he asked me for a kiss I knew he deserved at least that much so I turned and placed my lips on his. It had been a long time since I felt the electricity in the air that I instantly felt as our lips touched. He pulled me close against him and I was so turned on, instead of pulling away, I nestled against him. I considered asking him inside but I was afraid what it would lead to. So instead I suggested that we sit on the porch swing. As we sat down I crossed my legs, knowing the top of my stocking was showing. We went back to kissing and to his credit, all he did was place his hand on the bare skin where my stocking ended. He was truly making me feel like a woman rather than just a piece of meat.
I noticed the bulge in his pants and I knew the minute he got home he'd be jerking off. I wondered how many times the poor k** had jerked off with thoughts of me. He was going to wind up getting blisters on his palm. I looked across the street and the only house that the people inside could see up was old man Perkins and his house was always dark by nine.
I could have lied to myself, blaming it on the wine but I knew I wasn't drunk, but still I slid off the swing and knelt in front of Ponte. His leg was shaking when I undid the button on his pants and he was already breathing heavily by the time I had his zipper down. When I took him out there was some precum on the head of his erection. I gave him what I hoped was a mischievous smile and collected the cum on my finger and put it in my mouth. I teasingly ran circles around the head and then down the shaft before taking him in my mouth, sucking and licking. At one point I freed his balls and began sucking his sack.
"Holy shit" he said, making me chuckle.
To his credit, he showed no signs of cumming. I didn't know if he was holding back so that the blow job would last or if he was hoping id tire of sucking him and mount him instead. But then I could feel his dick throbbing so I knew he was near. To put him over the edge I relaxed my throat and deep throated him, again making him say holy shit. In seconds I felt him shooting his load down my throat. Once he was done I cleaned him up with my tongue and put him back in his pants and zippered him up. He pulled me up to him and kissed me passionately, using his tongue. I knew he could taste himself on me but he didn't seem to mind.
"Now get yourself home" I said.
I headed to my door and he said, "Wait, I have money left over from dinner"
He went to hand me a hundred and as I reached for it I stopped.
"Tell you what" I said, " because of you I'm running out of underwear. Tomorrow use the money to buy some more for me. Your choice"
He put the money away and said, "I had a great time tonight"
I kissed him goodbye and said, " so did I. You kept your promise and made me feel like a woman”
He gave me a really big smile and headed home.
Ponte:
The date was awesome and the blow job on the porch was the cherry on top of everything. I was very excited to please her with the shopping trip to get her some new panties and possibly a nice set of stockings. Seeing her in the stockings made my mind think prurient thoughts and my dick get hard. I did not want to do anything else but roll them down slowly reveling her lovely legs. Just the thought of that made me jerk off that night and dream about her.
I woke up and first did some research online trying to find a good pair that I would like to see her in. After I found the ones that I was looking for I went to the mall to get them. Before I left though, I had to go and write down her size off of all the cum stained pairs that I had. I needed to know the size because I did not want to get the perfect pair, but not have it fit the body of this woman.
I got to the store and was walking around just looking for the pair that would make my cock hard. I know that was going to be the best measure of which ones I should get. Although, I needed to make sure that she would like them as well. It was a difficult decision to make. I could not let my cock do all the thinking for me all the time. It was hard to not do it though with how hot Mackenzie is.
“Can I help you” the young lady in the store asked me.
“Oh, yeah, I’m looking for gifts for someone special.”
“Well, you’ve come to the right place. This is where we can help that someone special feel even more special.”
I explained to her the size and what I was looking for. “Oh that is over here” she said as she walked over to another section of the store. I followed her over there. It was very hard for me to not be in this store with all these panties around me. I kept thinking of what the silk would feel like on my cock as I stroked off with them on. It took all my energy to keep from tenting in the store.
“How about these” she said as she held up a pair of black panties. “They go perfectly with these” she said laying them on top of a pair of stockings.
“I’ll take them” I said doing the mental math to figure out what else I could get.
“How about these” she said holding up another pair. I could feel my cock responding in my pants.
“YES!” was all that I could say trying to stay concentrated on keeping my cock from poking up.
“I think I need two more pairs” I said. “Let’s do a matching stockings set and another stand alone.”
Her expert opinion was perfect for this shopping adventure and soon I had them gift wrapped and was out the door.
As I was driving home I had the best idea ever. If taking her out on a date and treating her like a woman got me the best blow job of my life, then what would a home cooked meal do. I wanted to see her face as she opened the gifts that I bought her.
I got home and wrote out a quick note and started to get ready for the meal. I ran over to her place and put the note on her door. I knocked on it and ran back over to my place to finish up the dinner. I was expecting her to show up around seven.
I was plating the steaks and pouring the wine when the door bell rang.
Mackenzie:
I had just got home from work where it was hard to concentrate on my job thinking about my wonderful date last night. Some of my coworkers had commented on how I seemed to be glowing and one even asked if I was in love or something. Naturally I told her of course not.
Still, I had to admit to myself I had feelings for poky, despite his age. No one I had ever dated made me feel so special and desirable.
I decided to go change into a pair of pjs when there was a knock on my door. Opening it I saw no one there but then found the note from ponte inviting me to dinner at his place. I thought that was so sweet that I forgot my plans to relax and instead went to freshen my make up.
When I went over and he let me in, the lights were dimmed and soft music was playing. The table was set and lit by candle light.
I was so touched yet the fact that he had gone to so much trouble worried me. He was obviously looking for a romantic night while I was determined not to let our relationship go any further what with our age difference.
Dinner was delicious and he fawned over me. Again he made me feel special.
Over dessert I said, "I love how you look at me."
"That's because you're so beautiful and sexy" he said.
"Only in your eyes, but thank you."
"Not just in my eyes. I've seen the way men look at you."
Once again he made me feel so special. I loved watching him watching me, as if the simple act of wiping my lips with the napkin was a turn on for him. I wanted to see that look all night.
Taking him by the hand I led him into the living room. I stood him in the middle of The room while I went and turned on every light in the room, making it seem like it was daytime. Walking back to him I said, " I want you to see every inch of me. Undress me slowly. "
His smile said it all. Starting with my blouse he ever so slowly began unbuttoning it, using his finger to gently touch every inch of skin bared. As he pulled the halves of the blouse open, he stared at my brad breasts as if it was the first time he'd seen them.
Slipping my blouse off, he traced his finger atop the cups of my bra then ran it down until he reached my belly button and placed it inside, pressing into it so I felt it in my groin. I wondered how he knew the navel could be an erogenous zone if touched the right way. I was getting more aroused by the minute. My bra clasped in the front and he undid it but slowly opened it, freeing my breasts.
Again the look on his face stirred something in me and made me believe I really was as sexy as he thought. Instead of pawing at them he gently ran his hands over them, feeling their firmness, exploring every inch. He ran his palm over my nipples, hardening them.
"Taste them" I panted and he lowered his head and took a nipple between his lips, sucking and licking. Running my hand through his hair and pressing his mouth harder onto me I let out a groan.
Still exploring my tits with his mouth he undid my skirt and then leaving my breasts, he watched as my skirt fell and I stepped out of it, leaving me in just panties and stockings.
He knelt in front of me, running his hand up and down my legs, over my stockings and my bare thighs. As he began rolling one stocking down, he made sure at least two fingers kept touching my skin.
"Do you know how amazing that feels?" I asked him, my pussy now dripping. He repeated the same actions with my other stocking and then ran both hands up the back of my thighs.
Getting up he walked behind me and slipped the back of my panties off my cheeks. He caressed my ass, spreading my cheeks to witness my rosebud. I almost cried out in ecstasy when I felt his tongue lick the base of my spine.
When he came back around front I took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
"The rest is better explored if I'm laying down, I said, trying to regain my composure. I turned the light on and lay down. I expected him to quickly pull my panties off but he took his time, again running his hands over my legs until he finally got them off. I brought my knees up spreading my legs, my pussy lips glistening from my juices. He placed his face inches away, exploring my outer lips, my clit, my pubic hair, before slipping a finger inside me and running it along my smooth walls, the ridged roof.
"Taste me" I said again.”
With his finger still probing me his tongue found my clit, making me shudder. He licked every inch of my cunt while moving his finger in and out. I wanted so badly to feel his dick inside me, knowing I would orgasm before it was even halfway in . Before I lost the fight and gave in, I had him swing around so I could quickly take his dick out and place it in my mouth. He groaned and I knew he was as close to cumming as I was.
I loved the taste of his young dick and sucking him gave me back my control, so when he paused from his licking to tell me how much he wanted me, though I wanted to give in, I instead grunted uh uh, and went back to sucking him. I'm not quite sure who came first, I called it a tie. While I was swallowing his cum he replaced his finger with his tongue and lapped me up.
It took a while for us to both catch our breath. Finally I was able to get up and head to the bathroom.
"Get naked" I said, "I want to sleep in your bed tonight”
When I got in bed with him I turned my back and he nestled up close, spooning me.
"I love you" he said
"Nonsense" I said, taking his hand and placing it over my breast. “It's just a school boy crush. Let's just enjoy it while we can till your mom comes home”
Ponte
It did not matter what she said, I was falling in love/lust with her. With my hand on her breast I began toying with her nipple getting it hard. She pushed her chest up reacting to the hard nipple. I switched my hand to her other nipple and brought my mouth on the erect one lavishing attention on it with my mouth and tongue. Soon they both were hard and her hand was pushing my head against her breasts.
“UM” she moaned as my hand slithered it’s way down her stomach to her belly button. Pushing it again she moved in reaction pushing her hips up. Leaving her breast I began kissing and licking my way from her breasts to her belly button slowly licking and kissing around it.
“Oh Ponte” she moaned as my mouth was toying with her belly button and my fingers slid inside of her. I was not ready to go to sleep, a woman as beautiful as her deserved to be worshiped as a woman and given as much pleasure as possible.
Leaving her belly button and traveling further down she spread her legs and grabbed on to my head pushing me against her wet pussy. She did not need to say anything I knew exactly what she needed. As I licked her pussy she pushed me deeper into it and ground her hips up on a down on my face. It was hard to keep up with her movements, but the feeling was erotic and knowing that I was getting her off was making me harder than I’ve ever been.
As she neared orgasm her legs locked around my head keeping me in place. Her orgasm gushed over my face as I was trying to lap up her cum. As she cam on my face I was thinking how I could just live on her cum.
Crawling back up to her she reached down to grab my erection. “No, need” I replied. “That was just one gift I wanted to give you tonight.”
She accepted that and just rolled over pushing her ass against my erection and pulled me in close. She spread her legs slightly allowing my cock to slide in so she could be comfortable and not having in poke all night.
“Goodnight, and thank you Ponte” she whispered as she pulled my hand back on her breast.
Snuggling in there with my cock so close to where it really wanted to be it was hard not to fuck her lovely legs. I had to respect her grunted ‘uh, uh’ even though I could feel deep down inside that she wanted nothing more than my cock pushing deep inside her.
I feel asleep shortly after I heard her deep steady sleeping breaths. She must have been exhausted from the two orgasms that she just had and knowing that I gave them to her made me smile as I drifted off to sleep.
Fawn
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