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Sarah, a beautiful 21 year old red head, seduces a mature man.
This story is a total fabrication and I wrote it to fulfill a challenge that Sarah - xXGinger__PrincessXx - posed to visitors to her profile. She asked for visitors to write stories about what they would do with her should they meet. Her challenge included a restriction, “I don't wanna have any input” so this story is written based on her profile alone. I have not shared one PM with her, so every detail was taken from her profile and pictures. It is my hope that I have met the challenge by not only providing explicit details on sexual acts but also picking out personal details about her so she knows it was written specifically for her.
The warm early spring breeze blew in from the lake cooling me as I sat in my lounge chair. I looked up and noticed the clouds in the sky, it almost looked like it could rain, yet it was such a beautiful day right now. I had played hooky from work and was enjoying one of rare early spring days when it felt more like summer than spring. I had a book lying on my lap, one I had promised to read last spring but never got to it. The sand beneath my bare feet made me feel like a k** instead of a 60 something guy. It was soft, yet rough, and warmed by the sun. I scrunched my toes in the sand and felt that tickle that can only come from bare feet in beach sand.
I heard a giggle, which broke my train of thought and looked toward the sound. Standing on the my dock in front of my property was the most beautiful young woman I could describe. Her long red hair blew with the breeze and she smiled at me. I did a double take, being a porn addict on the Internet I thought without a doubt that I was looking at Faye Reagan in person, the teen porn star that I had seen so often. I blinked my eyes and looked again, “it couldn’t be,” I thought.
I thought for a moment that my day dreaming and porn additction had caused me to see things; my mother always told me that “if you don’t stop masturbating you will go blind,” and perhaps this was the first stage. But the red headed young woman was on my dock and unless I was mistaken, she was flirting with me and although it wasn’t the porn star that has been the object of my lusty jerk off sessions, she was an almost perfect double
She was wearing a bikini, the top in a leopard print and the bottom although not as skimpy as some, was cut low enough to arouse someone as old as me. Her fair skin led me to believe that she was not a hard core beach person; in fact I suspected that today’s visit to the beach had a lot to do with our partly cloudy skies, no fear of a sun burn today.
I stared at her, transfixed with her beauty and similarity to my favorite porn star, Faye! I am not a bold person, but seeing her so near and apparently flirting with me I wanted to meet her. “Yes, you old fool,” I thought to myself, “she is just being polite and would not be interested in an old man.”
I carefully adjusted the semi-erect cock in my trunks, stood, and walked over to my dock. I learned her name was Sarah and she was staying down the beach with her grandparents for the weekend. She had the cutest smile and wasn’t a bit shy, which made up for the fact that I felt awkward and very aware of my age. We were close enough that I noticed a small gold piercing in her right nostril and another jeweled stud below her lip. She had a couple tattoos that seemed to enhance her beauty instead of detracting as so many other do. I asked her if she would like to a ride in my boat and remarkably she agreed.
We took off with the sun on our backs and the wind tossing that beautiful red hair of hers, “Damn,” I thought to myself, “She could be Faye, what a thrill it would be to fuck her with that as a fantasy.” She was standing behind me as I left the dock, as I eased out into the lake I pressed the throttle forward as we took off in a rush. I felt her hands on my shoulders as she steadied herself with the rapid acceleration and it was like electricity passed between us.
I continued to fantasize about this beautiful young red head as I navigated the boat out into the lake. Before I completed my thoughts about Faye, Sarah, and hot sex, I felt her boobs on my back. Not boobs in a bikini top, but bare boobs with nipples hard as rocks against me. Her arms circled my waist as she played with my chest and kissed my neck.
My cock responded as any guys would, hard and throbbing and needing attention but I needed to concentrate on the boat flying across the water. I had one hand on the wheel and one on the throttle when I felt her hand on the back of my throttle hand as she pulled it back slowing the boat as if putting on the brakes.
I swallowed hard; the lump in my throat was as hard as the one in my trunks. I had wanted her but did not dare make the first move as I did not want to be a foolish old man taking advantage of a young woman. Now she had. We were far out in the lake and alone, I switched the boat off as it came to a stop and turned to face this redheaded beauty. She did not wait for me to make a move, as she stepped closer, pushing her knee between my legs spreading them apart.
Our lips met, the passion I was feeling came alive the moment our lips touched. Any doubts I had about inviting her on my boat vanished as I reached between her legs and cupped her mound. She was warm and soft and everything feminine and her boldness turned me on more than I could say.
She parted her legs a bit as my fingers probed her cleft through the thin fabric of her bikini bottom and as I did so her hand slid up the leg of my trunks finding my erection. “We need to get rid of our clothes she said,” and quickly pulled back and dropped her bikini bottom exposing her puffy pussy mound. It was covered with a fine patch of red hair and if possible, my arousal reached a new high. I pulled my trunks off releasing my hard cock that stood straight up.
I reached for her and pulled her towards me cupping her breast with one hand, and her ass in my other hand. I looked into her pretty brown eyes as the wind tossed her beautiful red hair across her pretty face. I hesitated a moment absorbing her beauty, but Sarah was not waiting, she reached for my cock and began stroking it as she looked into my eyes.
My hands moved to each side of her face as I moved to kiss her again. This time it was a long passionate kiss with our tongues meeting in a dual that drove the lust from my brain to the tip of my cock as I humped against her hand. I broke the kiss and said, “Sarah, are you sure you want to be with an old guy?” I did not wait for an answer, “Especially an old guy that thinks you look like Faye Reagan a porn star?”
She did not answer in words; instead she climbed onto my lap, reached between us and rubbed the tip of my cock up and down her puffy pussy mound. I felt the tickle of her downy patch of hair and I looked down seeing my cock getting slick from her juices and could see her hard clit poking out between her lips. I wanted to taste her, but she had other plans as she positioned my cock at her opening and then thrust herself onto my cock.
She hugged my shoulders as she humped against me and kissed the tattoo on my shoulder. “Fuck me Dan, fuck me like you would if I was Faye, and make me your porn slut.”
I immediately thrust balls deep into her tight wet pussy hoping there would be time later to enjoy her pussy with my mouth as well as my cock. She wrapped her legs behind me, her nipples were hard and as red as the cherry on top of an ice cream sundae as I thrust in and out of this young woman that was a fantasy of a porn star and a reality of a young woman seducing an old man. And the last thought I had before reaching the point of no return was, "RED HEADS DO IT BETTER!"
This story is a total fabrication and I wrote it to fulfill a challenge that Sarah - xXGinger__PrincessXx - posed to visitors to her profile. She asked for visitors to write stories about what they would do with her should they meet. Her challenge included a restriction, “I don't wanna have any input” so this story is written based on her profile alone. I have not shared one PM with her, so every detail was taken from her profile and pictures. It is my hope that I have met the challenge by not only providing explicit details on sexual acts but also picking out personal details about her so she knows it was written specifically for her.
The warm early spring breeze blew in from the lake cooling me as I sat in my lounge chair. I looked up and noticed the clouds in the sky, it almost looked like it could rain, yet it was such a beautiful day right now. I had played hooky from work and was enjoying one of rare early spring days when it felt more like summer than spring. I had a book lying on my lap, one I had promised to read last spring but never got to it. The sand beneath my bare feet made me feel like a k** instead of a 60 something guy. It was soft, yet rough, and warmed by the sun. I scrunched my toes in the sand and felt that tickle that can only come from bare feet in beach sand.
I heard a giggle, which broke my train of thought and looked toward the sound. Standing on the my dock in front of my property was the most beautiful young woman I could describe. Her long red hair blew with the breeze and she smiled at me. I did a double take, being a porn addict on the Internet I thought without a doubt that I was looking at Faye Reagan in person, the teen porn star that I had seen so often. I blinked my eyes and looked again, “it couldn’t be,” I thought.
I thought for a moment that my day dreaming and porn additction had caused me to see things; my mother always told me that “if you don’t stop masturbating you will go blind,” and perhaps this was the first stage. But the red headed young woman was on my dock and unless I was mistaken, she was flirting with me and although it wasn’t the porn star that has been the object of my lusty jerk off sessions, she was an almost perfect double
She was wearing a bikini, the top in a leopard print and the bottom although not as skimpy as some, was cut low enough to arouse someone as old as me. Her fair skin led me to believe that she was not a hard core beach person; in fact I suspected that today’s visit to the beach had a lot to do with our partly cloudy skies, no fear of a sun burn today.
I stared at her, transfixed with her beauty and similarity to my favorite porn star, Faye! I am not a bold person, but seeing her so near and apparently flirting with me I wanted to meet her. “Yes, you old fool,” I thought to myself, “she is just being polite and would not be interested in an old man.”
I carefully adjusted the semi-erect cock in my trunks, stood, and walked over to my dock. I learned her name was Sarah and she was staying down the beach with her grandparents for the weekend. She had the cutest smile and wasn’t a bit shy, which made up for the fact that I felt awkward and very aware of my age. We were close enough that I noticed a small gold piercing in her right nostril and another jeweled stud below her lip. She had a couple tattoos that seemed to enhance her beauty instead of detracting as so many other do. I asked her if she would like to a ride in my boat and remarkably she agreed.
We took off with the sun on our backs and the wind tossing that beautiful red hair of hers, “Damn,” I thought to myself, “She could be Faye, what a thrill it would be to fuck her with that as a fantasy.” She was standing behind me as I left the dock, as I eased out into the lake I pressed the throttle forward as we took off in a rush. I felt her hands on my shoulders as she steadied herself with the rapid acceleration and it was like electricity passed between us.
I continued to fantasize about this beautiful young red head as I navigated the boat out into the lake. Before I completed my thoughts about Faye, Sarah, and hot sex, I felt her boobs on my back. Not boobs in a bikini top, but bare boobs with nipples hard as rocks against me. Her arms circled my waist as she played with my chest and kissed my neck.
My cock responded as any guys would, hard and throbbing and needing attention but I needed to concentrate on the boat flying across the water. I had one hand on the wheel and one on the throttle when I felt her hand on the back of my throttle hand as she pulled it back slowing the boat as if putting on the brakes.
I swallowed hard; the lump in my throat was as hard as the one in my trunks. I had wanted her but did not dare make the first move as I did not want to be a foolish old man taking advantage of a young woman. Now she had. We were far out in the lake and alone, I switched the boat off as it came to a stop and turned to face this redheaded beauty. She did not wait for me to make a move, as she stepped closer, pushing her knee between my legs spreading them apart.
Our lips met, the passion I was feeling came alive the moment our lips touched. Any doubts I had about inviting her on my boat vanished as I reached between her legs and cupped her mound. She was warm and soft and everything feminine and her boldness turned me on more than I could say.
She parted her legs a bit as my fingers probed her cleft through the thin fabric of her bikini bottom and as I did so her hand slid up the leg of my trunks finding my erection. “We need to get rid of our clothes she said,” and quickly pulled back and dropped her bikini bottom exposing her puffy pussy mound. It was covered with a fine patch of red hair and if possible, my arousal reached a new high. I pulled my trunks off releasing my hard cock that stood straight up.
I reached for her and pulled her towards me cupping her breast with one hand, and her ass in my other hand. I looked into her pretty brown eyes as the wind tossed her beautiful red hair across her pretty face. I hesitated a moment absorbing her beauty, but Sarah was not waiting, she reached for my cock and began stroking it as she looked into my eyes.
My hands moved to each side of her face as I moved to kiss her again. This time it was a long passionate kiss with our tongues meeting in a dual that drove the lust from my brain to the tip of my cock as I humped against her hand. I broke the kiss and said, “Sarah, are you sure you want to be with an old guy?” I did not wait for an answer, “Especially an old guy that thinks you look like Faye Reagan a porn star?”
She did not answer in words; instead she climbed onto my lap, reached between us and rubbed the tip of my cock up and down her puffy pussy mound. I felt the tickle of her downy patch of hair and I looked down seeing my cock getting slick from her juices and could see her hard clit poking out between her lips. I wanted to taste her, but she had other plans as she positioned my cock at her opening and then thrust herself onto my cock.
She hugged my shoulders as she humped against me and kissed the tattoo on my shoulder. “Fuck me Dan, fuck me like you would if I was Faye, and make me your porn slut.”
I immediately thrust balls deep into her tight wet pussy hoping there would be time later to enjoy her pussy with my mouth as well as my cock. She wrapped her legs behind me, her nipples were hard and as red as the cherry on top of an ice cream sundae as I thrust in and out of this young woman that was a fantasy of a porn star and a reality of a young woman seducing an old man. And the last thought I had before reaching the point of no return was, "RED HEADS DO IT BETTER!"
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