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Liz was hot, but her daughter was hotter…and horny!
I’m a forty-year-old bachelor and have never been married. I like my freedom to pick up some good-looking babe at a bar, take her for an overnight ride in my bed, then take her home in the morning with no strings attached. That’s my life and I like it.
I’m a dairy farmer and own a small ranch about twenty miles outside of Phoenix. It keeps me busy during the week. I’m up before daybreak and don't get home until after dark. That's a f******n-hour day and the work is hard. But I love it.
So, this past weekend I was at my regular watering hole when a gorgeous woman walked in and took the seat at the bar next to me. She was wearing what looked to me like a business suit. She’d probably just left work. We exchanged hellos and didn’t say much after that until she started a conversation.
"I'm Liz. Do you come here often?"
“Yep. Every Saturday night. This stool has my name on it,” I said in jest.
“I see!”
“I’m Jeff, by the way.”
“Nice to meet you, Jeff. I’m new in town and was looking for a good bar that’s close by.”
“You live close by?”
“Yes. We just leased a house on Clay Street.”
“That’s within walking distance then.”
“Yeah, but I’d never walk home after dark.”
“Good idea.” I replied, then added, “You said ‘we leased a house’. You’re married then.”
“No. It’s just me and my daughter, Diane. She’s a teenager and a real handful.”
“I think they all are. How old is she?”
“Eighteen, going on twelve. She’s rebellious and hard to keep in line, but she’s very pretty. I had to get her out of that small town in Idaho where everyone knew her.”
“I see! Well, welcome to Phoenix.”
“Thanks. So, what do you do?”
“Oh, I have a small dairy farm north of here. It keeps me busy during the week, but the weekends are mine.”
“Good. Then I’ll be seeing you back here next Saturday I guess.”
“Yep. Right here on my stool.”
“Okay, Jeff. Nice talking to you,” she said as she guzzled down her beer and left.
I thought, “Damn! I bet she’d be good in the sack!”
- - - - -
The next Saturday, Liz came back in and sat down beside me, looking better than the week before. Her dress showed off her nice body and her hair was different somehow.
“Hey, Jeff. How’s it hanging?” she said with a big smile.
“Hangin’ straight now that you’re here,” I said as I scanned her up and down. “You look gorgeous tonight, Liz!”
“Thanks, Jeff. You clean up pretty good yourself,” she replied with a wink.
“Thanks. I knew you might be here, so I took my weekly bath early,” I said jokingly.
“Aww. Just for me? That’s sweet.”
Liz really did look hot and that dress she was wearing looked like it had nothing under it. I thought, “I’d love to rip that dress off and fuck her. I bet she needs it.”
I said, “Why don’t we find a booth in the back where it’s not so noisy?”
“I was just thinking that.”
So, we took the last booth in the back of the bar where almost no one ever sits. I expected Liz to take the seat across from me, but she slid in beside me.
“This is cozier,” she said as she laid her hand on my leg.
I was surprised but played it cool as though girls come on to me every day.
“Your perfume is wonderful,” I said as I took a deep breath through my nose.
“Thanks. It’s a new Avon scent.”
“Avon! Haven’t heard of them for a spell.”
“I sell Avon and the company is doing good.”
“Really!”
“Yes. You should drop by and let me show some of their products. I bet your girlfriend would love them.”
“Maybe, but I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Surely you jest! Then you should.”
“Actually, I don’t have much time for one. If you knew my work schedule you’d know why.”
“Well, you could still drop by. We could get to know one another better; meet my daughter. She really is a lovely girl.”
“I’ll have to do that.”
“We could go there now if you want,” she said as she squeezed my leg, making my cock react.
“I suppose we could. Lead the way.”
“Good!”
We got up and I followed her to her house. Liz was being very forward and just might be as horny as I was!
When we walked in the door, her sexy daughter hopped up and said, “Hey mom! Who’s this?”
“This is Jeff. Jeff, this is my daughter, Diane.”
“Your mom is right. You are lovely!”
I thought, “Jeez! I would love to get into your pants.”
“How you meet my mom?” Diane asked.
“We met a couple of weeks ago at Jack’s Bar. That’s my favorite watering hole.”
“Oh, I wish I was old enough to drink.”
“Well, we all have to wait.”
“Thanks,” she replied sarcastically. I couldn’t blame her.
"Jeff, I need to powder my nose. Why don't you and Diane get acquainted?"
“Okay,” I said as I looked lustfully at Diane.
We sat down on the sofa and Diane sat right next to me. I got the distinct impression that she wanted to sit on my lap.
I had to put this opportunity to go good use, so I said, “I love your hair, Diane. The way you part it is kind of sexy.”
“Really?” she said as she ran a finger down my chest, making my cock twitter.
“Yes. Sexy hair turns me on.”
“Are you turned on now?” she whispered when she found my hard cock running down my leg. “Oh! I think you are! You should drop by sometime while mom’s at work.”
“I’ll do that,” I said as I ran my fingers down through her silky hair.
“Diane! Are you trying to seduce Jeff already?” she asked loudly when she entered the room.
“No, mom! We’re just talking,” she replied and winked.
“Why don’t you go watch TV in your room so Jeff and I can talk?”
“Okay, mom,” she responded and patted me on the cheek.
After Diane had left, I said, “She’s a sweet girl.”
“She is, but her hormones, I’m afraid, are about to boil over.”
“That’s what happens to teenagers about now.”
“Yes, I know. I’ve got her on birth control pills because sooner or later, some stud is going get into her pants.”
“I’m sure you’re right. I don’t envy you in that regard.”
“Phew! It feels good just to sit down,” Liz said with a sigh as she reclined on the sofa.
“You, on the other hand, need someone to get into your pants,” I whispered as I leaned over and kissed her.
She reached up and put her hand behind my head and returned my kiss, which quickly became a French kiss.
“Mmm. I do! Do you have someone in mind?”
“Yep. He’s looking at you.”
We kissed again and she said, “We can’t with Diane at home. She has a date most Friday nights. Maybe you could come by.”
“That’s a good plan, but I couldn’t make it before eight o’clock. Work you know.”
“That’s fine. Diane doesn’t come home until eleven.”
“Good.”
- - - - -
We talked for about an hour, then I got up to leave. That's when Diane came zooming in and said, "Are you leaving already? I haven't shown you my room yet."
“Yeah. I’m pretty tired.”
“Yes, honey, Jeff needs to go.”
"Oh, mom. It'll just take a second." Then she took my hand and literally pulled me down the hall and into her room.
“See? Isn’t it nice?” then she pushed me against the closed door and planted a good French kiss on me; pressed her whole body against, and said, “I think you should come back tomorrow while mom is at church. We could have some fun.” Then she knelt down and kissed the hard bulge in my pants, looked up at me, and said, “I give a good blowjob.”
I grabbed her head and pulled her face to my hard-on and said, “I bet you do! What time should I be here?”
“She leaves before nine and doesn’t get home until after twelve. That will give us three hours.” Then she stood up, put her arms around my neck, and said, “I can’t wait!”
“Diane? Open this door!”
We stopped what we were doing and she opened the door. “We were just talking. Don’t get your panties in a bind.”
“Jeff needs to go. He works hard and is tired. Come on. I’ll walk you to your car.”
At my car, I said, “I can see why Diane is a handful. She’s quite precocious.”
“Did she come on to you?”
“Well, I could tell that she wanted to. But don’t worry. She’s too young for me. You’re more my speed.”
“That’s nice to hear,” she said as we kissed goodnight.
- - - - -
The next day, I parked about a block away so I could see Liz leave, then walked to her house. With great anticipation, I knocked on the door and was instantly met by Diane.
"Hi, there! I was afraid you wouldn't come," she said as she closed the door.
“I said I would. Wow! You look absolutely yummy!”
She was wearing a light blue tank top that enhanced her blue eye, and her long brown hair looked so soft that I grabbed a handful of it and pulled her lips to mine.
“Mmm!” she moaned at the way I so quickly kissed her. But she did return my kiss enthusiastically.
I pulled her body to mine and slipped my hands under the back of her tank top and felt that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
After we both were uncontrollably aroused, I took two handfuls of her hairs, made two fists with it, and said, “I think you should give me a blowjob right here.” Then I pushed her to her knees. I was going to find out just how willing she was to “have some fun.”
Diane rubbed my bulge, looked up at me, and said, “I’ve never done this before.”
“Oh! Well, you gave me the impression last night that you were ready for about anything.”
“I am, but you’ll just have to show me. All I know about giving a blowjob is what my friends have told me.”
“And what have they told you?” I asked as I unbuckled and dropped my pants.
Then Diane rubbed the huge bulge in my boxer shorts and looked at it saying, “Wow, Jeff! You’re really big!”
I was running my hand over her head, trying to imagine my cock in her mouth, then I pulled her lips to it.
“Mmm. It’s so hard, too. Show me how to suck you off,” she whispered as she looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
So, I reached into the fly of my boxers, pulled my cock out, and said, “Stroke it first.”
Diane took it tentatively in her little hand and stroked it. “Like this?”
“Yes. Now lick the head like it was an ice cream cone.”
When she did, a drop of pre-cum oozed out. “What is that?” she asked as she licked it up and tasted it.
“That’s pre-cum. You’ll get more if you’ll squeeze my cock.”
Diane squeezed it and another big drop oozed out and she quickly lapped it up.
“Mmm. It has no taste at all. I like it.” Then she continued to stroke me and sucked the head of my cock.
I moaned and pulled her head so that it went about six inches into her mouth. “Now suck down as much as you can,” I said as I took her head in my hands and started to fuck her virgin mouth.
"Mmm!" she protested but didn't resist.
“Now slide your tongue under it and open your throat.”
When I felt her tongue move, I quickly pushed my cock down her throat.
“Agh! Agh!” she gagged and pulled away. “I can’t take the whole thing!”
“But you just did, sweetie! Now do it again.”
“But it makes me gag!”
“I know, but eventually you won’t gag. Now try again,” I said as I pulled her face toward my shaft.
Diane obediently opened her mouth and let me push my nine-inch cock down her throat again. I held it there as her wonderful gags squeezed my cock. I made two fists with her soft hair and tried to quickly shoot off, but she pulled away.
After coughing and swallowing, she said, “Damn! That’s harder than I thought it would be!”
“But you were doing it so well. And your throat felts so good when you gag! It squeezes my cock and makes me want to shoot off.”
“In my throat?”
“Yes. That’s the ultimate blowjob. You do want to be good at this don’t you?”
“Yeah. It’s just going to take time.”
“Well, we can practice every Sunday.”
“Yeah.”
“Now, I was close to shooting off, so try again. And when you feel me cumming, just keep your throat relaxed.”
“Okay,” she said as I pushed my cock down her tight throat again. And the first time she gagged, I started to cum.
“Cusks! Cucks!” she coughed on almost every spurt of cum.
But I held her nose to my stomach until I finished, then released her.
Diane coughed and swallowed as I helped her stand up. I held her in my arms for a long time and ran my fingers through her hair to comfort her.
Finally, I said, “That was wonderful, Diane. You did really well for the first time.”
“Thanks.”
Then she looked up and we kissed. “Do you want to fuck me now?”
“No. I want you to sit on my face.”
“Sit on your face? That’s weird!”
“No, it isn’t. You’ll love it. Come on.” And I led her to the bedroom where I undressed and laid down on the bed. “Now take your shorts off and come here and just sit on my face.”
“I don’t know about this. It’s embarrassing.”
“You weren’t embarrassed to suck my cock, so don’t be embarrassed to put your pussy to my lips.”
“Oh, okay,” she finally said as she pushed off her shorts and panties, then her tank top.
“I love your body, Diane.”
“Thank you. You’re the first man to see it,” she replied as she crawled on the bed and stopped.
“Come on.”
“Oh Jeez,” she said under her breath and then straddled my face and slowly lowered her pussy to my lips.
I immediately started to run my tongue through her wet folds, then gave her clit a good lick.
“Mmm! That felt good!”
Then I bit it with my lips.
“Mmm, fuck! You’ll make me cum doing that.”
That’s what I wanted, so I kept giving her clit all of my attention until she groaned loudly and started to grind her clit against my tongue.
“I’m cumming!” she cried as she looked down at me and grabbed my head.
The way her long hair fell forward and covered her plump breasts when she looked down was so sexy that my cock sprang back to life and was ready to fuck her…as was I. So, as her orgasm wound down, I pushed her onto her back and got between her legs.
“Are you going to fuck me?”
“Yes. Just wrap your legs around my waist.”
When she did, we kissed as I positioned my cock at the entrance of her wet pussy and made a quick thrust to pop her cherry.
“Ugh! Ow!” she cried, but let me push all the way into her virgin body.
“I’ll stop until the pain goes away.”
“No, don’t stop. You feel good.”
So, as we kissed, I slowly fucked gorgeous little Diane for about twenty minutes. She had an intense orgasm every five minutes until I shot off.
After a while, I said, “You know I’m expecting to date you mom.”
“I know, but we can still meet on Sundays, can’t we?”
“That will be risky. She might come home early one day. Then what?”
“Oh, that would be bad.”
- - - - -
After that, Diane and I would meet at a motel on Friday nights. She’d tell her mom that she had a date with John.
I got into a thick relationship with Liz and we got married a year later. She and Diane moved in with me, so now I have many opportunities to be alone with Diane. She’s given me quick blowjobs while Liz is gardening. I’ll watch her through a window as I hold Diane’s head in my hands and fuck her throat. I always shoot off quickly and she always gulps it all down.
On my days off, I've had Diane bent over the kitchen table, the dining room table, and over the arm of the sofa. We've fucked in the shower, on the hallway floor, and the kitchen floor!
When I married Liz, I got Diane as a bonus.
I’m a forty-year-old bachelor and have never been married. I like my freedom to pick up some good-looking babe at a bar, take her for an overnight ride in my bed, then take her home in the morning with no strings attached. That’s my life and I like it.
I’m a dairy farmer and own a small ranch about twenty miles outside of Phoenix. It keeps me busy during the week. I’m up before daybreak and don't get home until after dark. That's a f******n-hour day and the work is hard. But I love it.
So, this past weekend I was at my regular watering hole when a gorgeous woman walked in and took the seat at the bar next to me. She was wearing what looked to me like a business suit. She’d probably just left work. We exchanged hellos and didn’t say much after that until she started a conversation.
"I'm Liz. Do you come here often?"
“Yep. Every Saturday night. This stool has my name on it,” I said in jest.
“I see!”
“I’m Jeff, by the way.”
“Nice to meet you, Jeff. I’m new in town and was looking for a good bar that’s close by.”
“You live close by?”
“Yes. We just leased a house on Clay Street.”
“That’s within walking distance then.”
“Yeah, but I’d never walk home after dark.”
“Good idea.” I replied, then added, “You said ‘we leased a house’. You’re married then.”
“No. It’s just me and my daughter, Diane. She’s a teenager and a real handful.”
“I think they all are. How old is she?”
“Eighteen, going on twelve. She’s rebellious and hard to keep in line, but she’s very pretty. I had to get her out of that small town in Idaho where everyone knew her.”
“I see! Well, welcome to Phoenix.”
“Thanks. So, what do you do?”
“Oh, I have a small dairy farm north of here. It keeps me busy during the week, but the weekends are mine.”
“Good. Then I’ll be seeing you back here next Saturday I guess.”
“Yep. Right here on my stool.”
“Okay, Jeff. Nice talking to you,” she said as she guzzled down her beer and left.
I thought, “Damn! I bet she’d be good in the sack!”
- - - - -
The next Saturday, Liz came back in and sat down beside me, looking better than the week before. Her dress showed off her nice body and her hair was different somehow.
“Hey, Jeff. How’s it hanging?” she said with a big smile.
“Hangin’ straight now that you’re here,” I said as I scanned her up and down. “You look gorgeous tonight, Liz!”
“Thanks, Jeff. You clean up pretty good yourself,” she replied with a wink.
“Thanks. I knew you might be here, so I took my weekly bath early,” I said jokingly.
“Aww. Just for me? That’s sweet.”
Liz really did look hot and that dress she was wearing looked like it had nothing under it. I thought, “I’d love to rip that dress off and fuck her. I bet she needs it.”
I said, “Why don’t we find a booth in the back where it’s not so noisy?”
“I was just thinking that.”
So, we took the last booth in the back of the bar where almost no one ever sits. I expected Liz to take the seat across from me, but she slid in beside me.
“This is cozier,” she said as she laid her hand on my leg.
I was surprised but played it cool as though girls come on to me every day.
“Your perfume is wonderful,” I said as I took a deep breath through my nose.
“Thanks. It’s a new Avon scent.”
“Avon! Haven’t heard of them for a spell.”
“I sell Avon and the company is doing good.”
“Really!”
“Yes. You should drop by and let me show some of their products. I bet your girlfriend would love them.”
“Maybe, but I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Surely you jest! Then you should.”
“Actually, I don’t have much time for one. If you knew my work schedule you’d know why.”
“Well, you could still drop by. We could get to know one another better; meet my daughter. She really is a lovely girl.”
“I’ll have to do that.”
“We could go there now if you want,” she said as she squeezed my leg, making my cock react.
“I suppose we could. Lead the way.”
“Good!”
We got up and I followed her to her house. Liz was being very forward and just might be as horny as I was!
When we walked in the door, her sexy daughter hopped up and said, “Hey mom! Who’s this?”
“This is Jeff. Jeff, this is my daughter, Diane.”
“Your mom is right. You are lovely!”
I thought, “Jeez! I would love to get into your pants.”
“How you meet my mom?” Diane asked.
“We met a couple of weeks ago at Jack’s Bar. That’s my favorite watering hole.”
“Oh, I wish I was old enough to drink.”
“Well, we all have to wait.”
“Thanks,” she replied sarcastically. I couldn’t blame her.
"Jeff, I need to powder my nose. Why don't you and Diane get acquainted?"
“Okay,” I said as I looked lustfully at Diane.
We sat down on the sofa and Diane sat right next to me. I got the distinct impression that she wanted to sit on my lap.
I had to put this opportunity to go good use, so I said, “I love your hair, Diane. The way you part it is kind of sexy.”
“Really?” she said as she ran a finger down my chest, making my cock twitter.
“Yes. Sexy hair turns me on.”
“Are you turned on now?” she whispered when she found my hard cock running down my leg. “Oh! I think you are! You should drop by sometime while mom’s at work.”
“I’ll do that,” I said as I ran my fingers down through her silky hair.
“Diane! Are you trying to seduce Jeff already?” she asked loudly when she entered the room.
“No, mom! We’re just talking,” she replied and winked.
“Why don’t you go watch TV in your room so Jeff and I can talk?”
“Okay, mom,” she responded and patted me on the cheek.
After Diane had left, I said, “She’s a sweet girl.”
“She is, but her hormones, I’m afraid, are about to boil over.”
“That’s what happens to teenagers about now.”
“Yes, I know. I’ve got her on birth control pills because sooner or later, some stud is going get into her pants.”
“I’m sure you’re right. I don’t envy you in that regard.”
“Phew! It feels good just to sit down,” Liz said with a sigh as she reclined on the sofa.
“You, on the other hand, need someone to get into your pants,” I whispered as I leaned over and kissed her.
She reached up and put her hand behind my head and returned my kiss, which quickly became a French kiss.
“Mmm. I do! Do you have someone in mind?”
“Yep. He’s looking at you.”
We kissed again and she said, “We can’t with Diane at home. She has a date most Friday nights. Maybe you could come by.”
“That’s a good plan, but I couldn’t make it before eight o’clock. Work you know.”
“That’s fine. Diane doesn’t come home until eleven.”
“Good.”
- - - - -
We talked for about an hour, then I got up to leave. That's when Diane came zooming in and said, "Are you leaving already? I haven't shown you my room yet."
“Yeah. I’m pretty tired.”
“Yes, honey, Jeff needs to go.”
"Oh, mom. It'll just take a second." Then she took my hand and literally pulled me down the hall and into her room.
“See? Isn’t it nice?” then she pushed me against the closed door and planted a good French kiss on me; pressed her whole body against, and said, “I think you should come back tomorrow while mom is at church. We could have some fun.” Then she knelt down and kissed the hard bulge in my pants, looked up at me, and said, “I give a good blowjob.”
I grabbed her head and pulled her face to my hard-on and said, “I bet you do! What time should I be here?”
“She leaves before nine and doesn’t get home until after twelve. That will give us three hours.” Then she stood up, put her arms around my neck, and said, “I can’t wait!”
“Diane? Open this door!”
We stopped what we were doing and she opened the door. “We were just talking. Don’t get your panties in a bind.”
“Jeff needs to go. He works hard and is tired. Come on. I’ll walk you to your car.”
At my car, I said, “I can see why Diane is a handful. She’s quite precocious.”
“Did she come on to you?”
“Well, I could tell that she wanted to. But don’t worry. She’s too young for me. You’re more my speed.”
“That’s nice to hear,” she said as we kissed goodnight.
- - - - -
The next day, I parked about a block away so I could see Liz leave, then walked to her house. With great anticipation, I knocked on the door and was instantly met by Diane.
"Hi, there! I was afraid you wouldn't come," she said as she closed the door.
“I said I would. Wow! You look absolutely yummy!”
She was wearing a light blue tank top that enhanced her blue eye, and her long brown hair looked so soft that I grabbed a handful of it and pulled her lips to mine.
“Mmm!” she moaned at the way I so quickly kissed her. But she did return my kiss enthusiastically.
I pulled her body to mine and slipped my hands under the back of her tank top and felt that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
After we both were uncontrollably aroused, I took two handfuls of her hairs, made two fists with it, and said, “I think you should give me a blowjob right here.” Then I pushed her to her knees. I was going to find out just how willing she was to “have some fun.”
Diane rubbed my bulge, looked up at me, and said, “I’ve never done this before.”
“Oh! Well, you gave me the impression last night that you were ready for about anything.”
“I am, but you’ll just have to show me. All I know about giving a blowjob is what my friends have told me.”
“And what have they told you?” I asked as I unbuckled and dropped my pants.
Then Diane rubbed the huge bulge in my boxer shorts and looked at it saying, “Wow, Jeff! You’re really big!”
I was running my hand over her head, trying to imagine my cock in her mouth, then I pulled her lips to it.
“Mmm. It’s so hard, too. Show me how to suck you off,” she whispered as she looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
So, I reached into the fly of my boxers, pulled my cock out, and said, “Stroke it first.”
Diane took it tentatively in her little hand and stroked it. “Like this?”
“Yes. Now lick the head like it was an ice cream cone.”
When she did, a drop of pre-cum oozed out. “What is that?” she asked as she licked it up and tasted it.
“That’s pre-cum. You’ll get more if you’ll squeeze my cock.”
Diane squeezed it and another big drop oozed out and she quickly lapped it up.
“Mmm. It has no taste at all. I like it.” Then she continued to stroke me and sucked the head of my cock.
I moaned and pulled her head so that it went about six inches into her mouth. “Now suck down as much as you can,” I said as I took her head in my hands and started to fuck her virgin mouth.
"Mmm!" she protested but didn't resist.
“Now slide your tongue under it and open your throat.”
When I felt her tongue move, I quickly pushed my cock down her throat.
“Agh! Agh!” she gagged and pulled away. “I can’t take the whole thing!”
“But you just did, sweetie! Now do it again.”
“But it makes me gag!”
“I know, but eventually you won’t gag. Now try again,” I said as I pulled her face toward my shaft.
Diane obediently opened her mouth and let me push my nine-inch cock down her throat again. I held it there as her wonderful gags squeezed my cock. I made two fists with her soft hair and tried to quickly shoot off, but she pulled away.
After coughing and swallowing, she said, “Damn! That’s harder than I thought it would be!”
“But you were doing it so well. And your throat felts so good when you gag! It squeezes my cock and makes me want to shoot off.”
“In my throat?”
“Yes. That’s the ultimate blowjob. You do want to be good at this don’t you?”
“Yeah. It’s just going to take time.”
“Well, we can practice every Sunday.”
“Yeah.”
“Now, I was close to shooting off, so try again. And when you feel me cumming, just keep your throat relaxed.”
“Okay,” she said as I pushed my cock down her tight throat again. And the first time she gagged, I started to cum.
“Cusks! Cucks!” she coughed on almost every spurt of cum.
But I held her nose to my stomach until I finished, then released her.
Diane coughed and swallowed as I helped her stand up. I held her in my arms for a long time and ran my fingers through her hair to comfort her.
Finally, I said, “That was wonderful, Diane. You did really well for the first time.”
“Thanks.”
Then she looked up and we kissed. “Do you want to fuck me now?”
“No. I want you to sit on my face.”
“Sit on your face? That’s weird!”
“No, it isn’t. You’ll love it. Come on.” And I led her to the bedroom where I undressed and laid down on the bed. “Now take your shorts off and come here and just sit on my face.”
“I don’t know about this. It’s embarrassing.”
“You weren’t embarrassed to suck my cock, so don’t be embarrassed to put your pussy to my lips.”
“Oh, okay,” she finally said as she pushed off her shorts and panties, then her tank top.
“I love your body, Diane.”
“Thank you. You’re the first man to see it,” she replied as she crawled on the bed and stopped.
“Come on.”
“Oh Jeez,” she said under her breath and then straddled my face and slowly lowered her pussy to my lips.
I immediately started to run my tongue through her wet folds, then gave her clit a good lick.
“Mmm! That felt good!”
Then I bit it with my lips.
“Mmm, fuck! You’ll make me cum doing that.”
That’s what I wanted, so I kept giving her clit all of my attention until she groaned loudly and started to grind her clit against my tongue.
“I’m cumming!” she cried as she looked down at me and grabbed my head.
The way her long hair fell forward and covered her plump breasts when she looked down was so sexy that my cock sprang back to life and was ready to fuck her…as was I. So, as her orgasm wound down, I pushed her onto her back and got between her legs.
“Are you going to fuck me?”
“Yes. Just wrap your legs around my waist.”
When she did, we kissed as I positioned my cock at the entrance of her wet pussy and made a quick thrust to pop her cherry.
“Ugh! Ow!” she cried, but let me push all the way into her virgin body.
“I’ll stop until the pain goes away.”
“No, don’t stop. You feel good.”
So, as we kissed, I slowly fucked gorgeous little Diane for about twenty minutes. She had an intense orgasm every five minutes until I shot off.
After a while, I said, “You know I’m expecting to date you mom.”
“I know, but we can still meet on Sundays, can’t we?”
“That will be risky. She might come home early one day. Then what?”
“Oh, that would be bad.”
- - - - -
After that, Diane and I would meet at a motel on Friday nights. She’d tell her mom that she had a date with John.
I got into a thick relationship with Liz and we got married a year later. She and Diane moved in with me, so now I have many opportunities to be alone with Diane. She’s given me quick blowjobs while Liz is gardening. I’ll watch her through a window as I hold Diane’s head in my hands and fuck her throat. I always shoot off quickly and she always gulps it all down.
On my days off, I've had Diane bent over the kitchen table, the dining room table, and over the arm of the sofa. We've fucked in the shower, on the hallway floor, and the kitchen floor!
When I married Liz, I got Diane as a bonus.
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