Andersonville 12 The Day Linda Anderson Came To Town
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As I walked up the stairs I felt an odd mix of excitement, nervousness and embarrasment. How was Julie gonna react? Had she told Kurt? And why had she walked straight into the bathroom when she knew I was in there? She hadn´t even knocked. Only one rational answer: she had wanted to see me naked... At the moment I was to drained and exhausted to get a hard on, but I started to feel horny again nervertheless.
I met Kurt in the hallway. He looked at me and said:
"Feeling refreshed? I nodded. "Dinner´s ready in the dining room."
There was no indication that she had told him. Julie was already seated by the table when I got there.
"Perfect timing. Grilled chicken and sweet potatoes. And Key Lime Pie for dessert. Please take a seat"
She made a gesture to the chair right in front of her, across the table. She pretended like nothing had happened, but her eyes was intense and her lips had a restrained, secret smile.
I sat down and looked at the food. Bowles with colourful vegetables, gravy, sweet potatoes, rice and a plate of delicious golden brown grilled chicken. And then I looked at what was directly behind it:
An excellent pair of voluptuous juicy sunkissed tits. I couldn´t help but taking and extra look. "The real dessert" I thought to myself. Or rather "the main dish". "Tit fucking and cum fountain all over her face" also popped up in there. And once again I felt my cock get hard.
"Looks fantastic" I said. "Im starving."
"Thanks" she said and smiled. "Please dig in".
Kurt sat down beside her, as I filled my plate.
"Did you know that Andreas is a talented ice hockey player honey? He´s in the Swedish junior national hockey team" he said to Julie and looked at me.
"Yes, I know" she said. "I did the vetting. We don´t accept just anyone at my school." She filled her plate. Her tits did all sorts of hypnotizing moves. I swallowed and forced myself to look at Kurt. "But the three goals against USA in the last tournament felt unneccessary" she continued, with a pretended stern look.
"Sorry about that" I said. "But I´ve quit since then."
"Have you quit hockey?" she said. "Really? But you were so good."
"I had a bunch of injuries. Well, mostly my teeth. I was shot in he face with a puck, and lost most of them."
"Ouch" Kurt said. "That must´ve hurt".
"Yeah, after spending two months at the dentist, hockey didn´t seem that fun anymore."
They chuckled. "No, that´s of course" Kurt said.
I ate with great apetite. The food was delicious. The conversation flowed smoothly and was interesting. They both seemed to be normal sensible people. Kurt was some kind of financial adviser at a bank, and Julie was, as I already knew, vice principal at the school. Kurt told me that she had been a promising swimmer in her youth, and had almost been selected for the US olympics team in 1992. She seemed somewhat embarrassed over Kurt bragging about her.
"I wasn´t that good" she said and took a sip of ice tea.
I pictured her in a bathing suit, bending over at the starting blocks.
"Great excercise, swimming" I said. "Helped me a lot when I had a knee injury. Do you still swim?"
"Yeah, twenty minutes every morning in the pool" she said. "Join me if you like. I´ll race you". She smiled.
I felt like next morning was Christmas morning. I could hardly wait.
"You´re on" I said and smiled back.
I couldn´t help but wonder what she saw in Kurt. She was a perfect 10, he couldn´t be over 4, and was shorter than her. Money I assumed. And maybe humor and a good personality. He was obviously smart and personable. But that doesn´t make a woman cum, doesn´t make her fanatasize about you while she rubs and spanks her wet pussy.
"I´m gonna be away for a couple of weeks, unfortunately" Kurt said. "The job" he continued. "We´re opening an office in Hong Kong and I will be swamped in work for the next six months."
I did my best to look disapointed. Julie didn´t seem all that sad either, and looked almost filled with anticipation. "Now I´ll get you for myself" her eyes seemed to say as she looked at me.
"The plane leaves at four, right? I´ll drive you" she said and left for the kitchen.
She came back with a tray of Key Lime Pie and wipped cream on three plates.
"Dessert" she said.
If the meal had been a fuck, the pie was the equivalent of an earth shaking orgasm. It even tasted a bit like a wet juicy pussy.
*
After dinner the clock was nearing half past two, and Kurt and Julie made ready for the drive to the airport. After they´d left I walked out by the pool and laid down on one of the sun loungers. The sun was still hot, and the air humid. I took off my shirt and soaked up the sun rays.
After half an hour Julie came back. She wore a white bathrobe and sat down in the lounger next to me. She shamelessly laid her eyes on me, started at my sixpack and wandered up the chest.
"How do you feel?" she said and laid down.
"Great" I said. "Beautiful garden you have. And a nice pool"
"Thanks" she said with a smile. "I didn´t swim this morning, come to think of it. Wanna have that race we talked about before?"
"Yeah" I said. "Love to"
"Go and change" she said, still laying down, with closed eyes.
I went down to my room and found a pair of soccer shorts I had packed. The cock was hard again, of course, and I contemplated jerking off, but chose not to. I had a feeling she wanted more than a swim, and a boner in the pants was hardly embarrasing anymore. Not after she had seen the whole deal.
I hurried up stairs, and when i came out onto the porch I saw this:
She looked up at me and smiled mischievously. "That string bikini could impossibly have found a more suitable owner" I thought - her ass was heavenly sexy.
"We changed water this morning" she said and stroked the water with her hand. "Its still a bit cold."
"Thats okay" I said and jumped in as fast as I could, before the cock jumped out of my shorts. The water was cold, but I was too hot to mind it. I needed to be cooled down. I swam a couple of laps and saw out of the corner of my eye that she rose up and walked towards the pool steps. She went down into the water, and seemed to hold on to a colorful inflatable swim ring that had been floating in the corner. I stayed on the other side, the deep end, and held on to the side while I looked at her. She straddled it, and almost seemed to ride it, like a sybian.
She looked at me and smiled. "You swim like a fuckin fish Andreas" she said and looked surprised. Fucking is the operating word there I thought. That was the first time I´d heard her swear.
"Think you can take me?" she said and smiled teasingly.
I swam towards her and stopped a couple of feet from her. She put her sunglasses on the side and said:
"Catch me if you can".
She dove down and swam under the surface to the other end. Her wonderful ass pumped up and down. My cock stod like a spear and dragged in the water when I followed her. She stopped at the side and stroked her hair back; her lovely breasts got squeezed by her elbows, as if she was posing for a porn magazine. When I got to the edge I stayed two feet from her. She looked at me with sly eyes and said:
"Four laps. Ready boy? One, two, three!" We threw ourselves into the water and crawled. She was fast as lightning and I had to struggle to keep up. She was ten feet before me when we reached the same side four laps later. She laughed at me when I puffed and spat the water out of my mouth.
"You´re a fuckin´mermaid!" I panted. She splashed water on me and laughed.
The cold water had shrinked my cock to normal size, and it started to feel a bit too cold.
"Brrrr" I said and held my arms across the chest as if I was cold and I swam over to the ladder and climbed up. I picked up the towel and d****d it around me.
"I thought you vikings liked it cold" she said, and when I turned around she laid halfway in the water, like she was posing for Swimsuit Illustrated:
I stared at her, breathless, and sat down on the lounger. She sighed in pleasure.
"I just fuckin´ love Florida" she said, and moved up a bit.
I almost cummed in my pants. She stood up and looked at me.
"What are you staring at?" she said with a challenging, smiling face.
"You" I said. "You´re amazing".
"Hey, watch it mister. Im your landlady, and your vice principal. You wouldn´t be flirting with Mrs A now would you?"
"Maybe" I said, a little nervous. She was toying with me, putting me in place.
She smiled and put on her white robe and laid down on the lounger next to me.
"Lay down and soak up the sun" she said.
We laid in silence for a couple of minutes. She was hesitant, I guessed. Sleeping with me would be dangerous. If it came out she would loose her job, probably her husband, and be disgraced in the news as one more female teacher who fucks her students.
"Want some wine?" she said.
"Yeah". Or not so hesitant I thought.
She rose up and walked into the house. A few minutes later she came back out with a trey of sandwiches and a bottle of white wine. She put it down on the table on the porch. I walked over, holding the towel strategically over my cock.
She poured wine in a mug and handed me a sandwich.
"The wine glasses are in the dishing machine" she said.
"Tastes the same" I said. It tasted amazing, a perfect sensual mix if sweet, sour and bitter. The sandwich tasted wonderful too. My first BLT - bacon lettuce and tomato - a sandwich that we don´t have in Sweden.
We ate and sat back in the comfortable deck chairs, watching the sun slowly decend towards the horizon.
"I can´t believe I was in a rainy, gloomy Stockholm this morning, and now I´m here".
"I know what you mean" she said, and poured more wine into her glass. "Want some more?" she said and filled up mine too.
"Thanks" I said and took a sip.
"I lived in Pittsburgh for fifteen years, and the first couple of months after I´d moved here I felt like I was being transformed into a different person. The heat and the atmosphere makes life so much more sensual. The body is experiencing more pleasure and it makes you a happier person. I think it´s as simple as that."
"Makes sense" I said.
We sat in silence for a moment. I drank more of the wine and felt its effect spreading through my body - I truly felt pleasure in my entire body. At the same time there was a strong unreleased erotic charge in the air, that made me restless and anticipating. Jag knew that soon I was gonna experience the most incredible fuck of my life, and the excitement alone was intensely enjoyable.
"Sorry about this morning" she said. "I should have knocked first"
My heart skipped a beat.
"That´s okey" I said, not knowing what to say.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone does it. Completely normal. Enjoy life´s pleasures." She leaned back and breathed as in deep pleasure.
More silence.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked.
"I used to, but we broke up a couple of months ago" I said.
"Sorry" she said.
"Aw, sex with other people is okey, but it´s not like the real thing."
She laughed hard, and coughed.
A joke that I had read in a magazine, supposedly attributed to Woody Allen. She kept laughing and coughing. I laughed with her.
"Perfect moment to use that joke" I said.
"Absolutely perfect" she replied. She looked at me intensely.
"And.. with that big, gorgeous juicy cock of yours, and that orgasmic cum volcano then, I can understand why."
I was stunned. I felt the fabric of my shorts tickle the cockhead to the point of precum. More silence. Her robe had come open and I could see that she didn´t have the bikini top on.
She was probably naked under. She took a sip and fixated me with her eyes.
Suddenly she looked away and straigtened up.
"No" she said and shook her head. "Im sorry, I shouldn´t have said that. That was appallingly unprofessional and reckless. I´m so sorry." She put the mug down. "Just the wine talking."
"No worries" I said. "I´m drunk too"
She laughed and shook her head.
"What am I doing?" she whispered to herself.
We sat in silence some more, as the sun went down and the magical glow of the lit pool filled the growing darkness. The air was still warm and humid. The relaxing hum of the city at night filled the air.
"Do you watch Game of Thrones?" she asked.
"Yeah" I said. It was one of my favourite shows.
"It´s on in a few minutes" she said and rose up. "Let´s watch it". She grabbed the tray and walked into the house. I followed.
She turned on the big TV in the living room and sat down in the leather couch, still in her white robe. She crossed her legs and found HBO with the remote. I sat down two feet from her. Still with the towel in my lap.
The show started, and as usual there was a lot of naked bodies and sex going on. A while into the show Emilia Clarke (my favourite actress in he show) had a nude scene. Her sexy naked body was all over the huge flatscreen TV.
I sighed in pleasure.
"Hot" Julie said, and shifted her legs.
"Oh yeah" I whispered, under my excited breath.
I figured I was gonna have to take the initative, give her a little push.
"You know, it´s my birthday today" I said."I´m eighteen".
"I know" she said. I waited a few seconds.
"Don´t I get a present?"
She looked at me and smiled. Slowly shook her head.
"Maybe I could make a wish?" I said, and touched her thigh with my hand. She breathed heavily and let me stroke her some more. I moved my hand to the inner side of the thigh.
"I would love to eat your pussy" I said. She sat silent, and then, after a couple of seconds, she spread her legs and opened her robe. She was naked. I slid down on the floor and sat before her on my knees. I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs and pulled her closer. She giggled and looked at me with intense eyes and open mouth.
I kissed her left thigh and moved up towards the pussy. When I licked outside of the labia she let out a short panting moan. I slowly slid two fingers into her wet pussy and opened it up, while my tongue moved closer to the clit. She moved her hips forward and leaned back.
"Lick me" she commanded in an urgent voice. I licked her clit and slid my fingers in deeper and opened her up. She moaned higher.
"Ooooh yeah" she said in a hushed breathless voice.
I licked her intensely and savoured her taste. She was completely wet. My fingers made a wet squishy sound as I fingerfucked her, and attacked her clit with my tongue. She grabbed my hair and fucked my face with her pussy. She started to gasp heavily and moaned loudly.
"Holy fuck, Hooooly fuck, hoooolyyyy fuck" she screamed as she rode my face. Her nails dug into my skin and smarted a little, but it was an enormously pleasurable pain. She screamed loudly and started shaking. I fingerfucked her harder, used all fingers and got deeper into her. Her pussy juice was splashing all over my face. Suddenly she yanked up my head. Her face was rosy and sweaty, and her eyes looked as if they were possessed. She slid down on the floor and stood up.
"You really know what you´re doing, you little fucker" she said in a serious, almost angry voice. She pushed me down on the sofa and ripped my shorts off. My cock was pressed to my stomach. She went down on her knees and grabbed it hard. It hurt a little when she pulled it back and sucked the cockhead. Her tongue slid back and forth over the sensitive spot under he head.
She stared at me with fiery eyes. She let it go with a slobbering sucking sound.
"What a fucking cock!" She pumped the shaft with both hands and sucked my balls. A tingeling sensation shot up through my whole body. I moaned loudly.
"Fuck yeah!" I gasped. She let go of my balls and slowly slid up the underside of my cock with her tongue. Tickled me under the head for a while, before she sucked the head again, hard, and took it deep down her throat. All the way down to the root. I grabbed her hair and fucked her throat. My ex girlfriend would had bitten me if I had done that to her, and walked out of the room, but with Julie it was different. She was horny like a b**st, completely without inhibitions, and, obviously, a deep throat expert. I let her back up. She grinned with lust.
"Wanna fuck my pussy?" she said and climbed up on top of me. She sank down, and my cock slid up her wet warm cunt. She rode me hard from the get go, went down heavy on me, and held onto my arms. Her tits bounced up and down. I felt the bottom of her pussy thrust agains the cock head. She rolled her hips and clenched my cock hard.
"Do you like this ha, do you? Happy birthday, you fuckmachine".
She was literally bouncing on my cock and leaned forward and tongue kissed me. I grabbed her neck, as I thrusted upwards with my pelvis.
"Yeah, I fucking love it" I panted. "You´re the sexiest fucking MILF on the planet."
I grabbed her around her back and lifted her, with my cock deep inside her. I stood up and held her thighs, as she held my neck and looked deep into my eyes as I thrusted her upwards. She moaned and screamed. I fucked her harder and kissed her.
"Fuck me from behind" she demanded. I let her down on the sofa. She assumed the position, with a swanked back. I penetrated her deep and pounded her hard. My balls slapped against her pussy; the whole room was filled with my excited grunts and her loud moaning, and the rythmic slapping sound. She screamed. I grabbed her left shoulder and her right hip so I could fuck her harder.
"Fuck me like a fucking ragdoll" she screamed. I kept pounding her, and I felt the orgasm coming closer.
"I´m gonna cum" I grunted.
"Cum in my fucking pussy" she moaned. "Shoot that fucking cumfountain into my cunt! she screamed.
I came... and came and came. The cum splashed down her thighs and made a wet sound. I kept the cock inside her until the last spasms. She collapsed onto the sofa, and sighed loudly. I stood behind her, with my semi rigid, cum soaked cock, and looked at her in amazement, on shaky legs.
"Holy fucking God, how much I needed that." she said. "I haven´t been fucked like that in years. Decades even. Not since I fucked New York Rangers in 93."
I laughed and tried to catch my breath.
"You slut" I said.
She turned around and laid on her back, with her legs far apart, while she rubbed her pussy.
"You have no idea" she said. "I live for big hard cocks. In every fucking hole!". She spanked her pussy, and got another orgasm. She lied there shaking, with wild eyes and sweaty, rosy cheeks.
"Happy birthday" she said and leaned her head back and smiled.
Thank you" I said, almost chocked by what just had happened, and knowing that my year in Florida was gonna be the best year of my life.
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As I walked up the stairs I felt an odd mix of excitement, nervousness and embarrasment. How was Julie gonna react? Had she told Kurt? And why had she walked straight into the bathroom when she knew I was in there? She hadn´t even knocked. Only one rational answer: she had wanted to see me naked... At the moment I was to drained and exhausted to get a hard on, but I started to feel horny again nervertheless.
I met Kurt in the hallway. He looked at me and said:
"Feeling refreshed? I nodded. "Dinner´s ready in the dining room."
There was no indication that she had told him. Julie was already seated by the table when I got there.
"Perfect timing. Grilled chicken and sweet potatoes. And Key Lime Pie for dessert. Please take a seat"
She made a gesture to the chair right in front of her, across the table. She pretended like nothing had happened, but her eyes was intense and her lips had a restrained, secret smile.
I sat down and looked at the food. Bowles with colourful vegetables, gravy, sweet potatoes, rice and a plate of delicious golden brown grilled chicken. And then I looked at what was directly behind it:
An excellent pair of voluptuous juicy sunkissed tits. I couldn´t help but taking and extra look. "The real dessert" I thought to myself. Or rather "the main dish". "Tit fucking and cum fountain all over her face" also popped up in there. And once again I felt my cock get hard.
"Looks fantastic" I said. "Im starving."
"Thanks" she said and smiled. "Please dig in".
Kurt sat down beside her, as I filled my plate.
"Did you know that Andreas is a talented ice hockey player honey? He´s in the Swedish junior national hockey team" he said to Julie and looked at me.
"Yes, I know" she said. "I did the vetting. We don´t accept just anyone at my school." She filled her plate. Her tits did all sorts of hypnotizing moves. I swallowed and forced myself to look at Kurt. "But the three goals against USA in the last tournament felt unneccessary" she continued, with a pretended stern look.
"Sorry about that" I said. "But I´ve quit since then."
"Have you quit hockey?" she said. "Really? But you were so good."
"I had a bunch of injuries. Well, mostly my teeth. I was shot in he face with a puck, and lost most of them."
"Ouch" Kurt said. "That must´ve hurt".
"Yeah, after spending two months at the dentist, hockey didn´t seem that fun anymore."
They chuckled. "No, that´s of course" Kurt said.
I ate with great apetite. The food was delicious. The conversation flowed smoothly and was interesting. They both seemed to be normal sensible people. Kurt was some kind of financial adviser at a bank, and Julie was, as I already knew, vice principal at the school. Kurt told me that she had been a promising swimmer in her youth, and had almost been selected for the US olympics team in 1992. She seemed somewhat embarrassed over Kurt bragging about her.
"I wasn´t that good" she said and took a sip of ice tea.
I pictured her in a bathing suit, bending over at the starting blocks.
"Great excercise, swimming" I said. "Helped me a lot when I had a knee injury. Do you still swim?"
"Yeah, twenty minutes every morning in the pool" she said. "Join me if you like. I´ll race you". She smiled.
I felt like next morning was Christmas morning. I could hardly wait.
"You´re on" I said and smiled back.
I couldn´t help but wonder what she saw in Kurt. She was a perfect 10, he couldn´t be over 4, and was shorter than her. Money I assumed. And maybe humor and a good personality. He was obviously smart and personable. But that doesn´t make a woman cum, doesn´t make her fanatasize about you while she rubs and spanks her wet pussy.
"I´m gonna be away for a couple of weeks, unfortunately" Kurt said. "The job" he continued. "We´re opening an office in Hong Kong and I will be swamped in work for the next six months."
I did my best to look disapointed. Julie didn´t seem all that sad either, and looked almost filled with anticipation. "Now I´ll get you for myself" her eyes seemed to say as she looked at me.
"The plane leaves at four, right? I´ll drive you" she said and left for the kitchen.
She came back with a tray of Key Lime Pie and wipped cream on three plates.
"Dessert" she said.
If the meal had been a fuck, the pie was the equivalent of an earth shaking orgasm. It even tasted a bit like a wet juicy pussy.
*
After dinner the clock was nearing half past two, and Kurt and Julie made ready for the drive to the airport. After they´d left I walked out by the pool and laid down on one of the sun loungers. The sun was still hot, and the air humid. I took off my shirt and soaked up the sun rays.
After half an hour Julie came back. She wore a white bathrobe and sat down in the lounger next to me. She shamelessly laid her eyes on me, started at my sixpack and wandered up the chest.
"How do you feel?" she said and laid down.
"Great" I said. "Beautiful garden you have. And a nice pool"
"Thanks" she said with a smile. "I didn´t swim this morning, come to think of it. Wanna have that race we talked about before?"
"Yeah" I said. "Love to"
"Go and change" she said, still laying down, with closed eyes.
I went down to my room and found a pair of soccer shorts I had packed. The cock was hard again, of course, and I contemplated jerking off, but chose not to. I had a feeling she wanted more than a swim, and a boner in the pants was hardly embarrasing anymore. Not after she had seen the whole deal.
I hurried up stairs, and when i came out onto the porch I saw this:
She looked up at me and smiled mischievously. "That string bikini could impossibly have found a more suitable owner" I thought - her ass was heavenly sexy.
"We changed water this morning" she said and stroked the water with her hand. "Its still a bit cold."
"Thats okay" I said and jumped in as fast as I could, before the cock jumped out of my shorts. The water was cold, but I was too hot to mind it. I needed to be cooled down. I swam a couple of laps and saw out of the corner of my eye that she rose up and walked towards the pool steps. She went down into the water, and seemed to hold on to a colorful inflatable swim ring that had been floating in the corner. I stayed on the other side, the deep end, and held on to the side while I looked at her. She straddled it, and almost seemed to ride it, like a sybian.
She looked at me and smiled. "You swim like a fuckin fish Andreas" she said and looked surprised. Fucking is the operating word there I thought. That was the first time I´d heard her swear.
"Think you can take me?" she said and smiled teasingly.
I swam towards her and stopped a couple of feet from her. She put her sunglasses on the side and said:
"Catch me if you can".
She dove down and swam under the surface to the other end. Her wonderful ass pumped up and down. My cock stod like a spear and dragged in the water when I followed her. She stopped at the side and stroked her hair back; her lovely breasts got squeezed by her elbows, as if she was posing for a porn magazine. When I got to the edge I stayed two feet from her. She looked at me with sly eyes and said:
"Four laps. Ready boy? One, two, three!" We threw ourselves into the water and crawled. She was fast as lightning and I had to struggle to keep up. She was ten feet before me when we reached the same side four laps later. She laughed at me when I puffed and spat the water out of my mouth.
"You´re a fuckin´mermaid!" I panted. She splashed water on me and laughed.
The cold water had shrinked my cock to normal size, and it started to feel a bit too cold.
"Brrrr" I said and held my arms across the chest as if I was cold and I swam over to the ladder and climbed up. I picked up the towel and d****d it around me.
"I thought you vikings liked it cold" she said, and when I turned around she laid halfway in the water, like she was posing for Swimsuit Illustrated:
I stared at her, breathless, and sat down on the lounger. She sighed in pleasure.
"I just fuckin´ love Florida" she said, and moved up a bit.
I almost cummed in my pants. She stood up and looked at me.
"What are you staring at?" she said with a challenging, smiling face.
"You" I said. "You´re amazing".
"Hey, watch it mister. Im your landlady, and your vice principal. You wouldn´t be flirting with Mrs A now would you?"
"Maybe" I said, a little nervous. She was toying with me, putting me in place.
She smiled and put on her white robe and laid down on the lounger next to me.
"Lay down and soak up the sun" she said.
We laid in silence for a couple of minutes. She was hesitant, I guessed. Sleeping with me would be dangerous. If it came out she would loose her job, probably her husband, and be disgraced in the news as one more female teacher who fucks her students.
"Want some wine?" she said.
"Yeah". Or not so hesitant I thought.
She rose up and walked into the house. A few minutes later she came back out with a trey of sandwiches and a bottle of white wine. She put it down on the table on the porch. I walked over, holding the towel strategically over my cock.
She poured wine in a mug and handed me a sandwich.
"The wine glasses are in the dishing machine" she said.
"Tastes the same" I said. It tasted amazing, a perfect sensual mix if sweet, sour and bitter. The sandwich tasted wonderful too. My first BLT - bacon lettuce and tomato - a sandwich that we don´t have in Sweden.
We ate and sat back in the comfortable deck chairs, watching the sun slowly decend towards the horizon.
"I can´t believe I was in a rainy, gloomy Stockholm this morning, and now I´m here".
"I know what you mean" she said, and poured more wine into her glass. "Want some more?" she said and filled up mine too.
"Thanks" I said and took a sip.
"I lived in Pittsburgh for fifteen years, and the first couple of months after I´d moved here I felt like I was being transformed into a different person. The heat and the atmosphere makes life so much more sensual. The body is experiencing more pleasure and it makes you a happier person. I think it´s as simple as that."
"Makes sense" I said.
We sat in silence for a moment. I drank more of the wine and felt its effect spreading through my body - I truly felt pleasure in my entire body. At the same time there was a strong unreleased erotic charge in the air, that made me restless and anticipating. Jag knew that soon I was gonna experience the most incredible fuck of my life, and the excitement alone was intensely enjoyable.
"Sorry about this morning" she said. "I should have knocked first"
My heart skipped a beat.
"That´s okey" I said, not knowing what to say.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone does it. Completely normal. Enjoy life´s pleasures." She leaned back and breathed as in deep pleasure.
More silence.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked.
"I used to, but we broke up a couple of months ago" I said.
"Sorry" she said.
"Aw, sex with other people is okey, but it´s not like the real thing."
She laughed hard, and coughed.
A joke that I had read in a magazine, supposedly attributed to Woody Allen. She kept laughing and coughing. I laughed with her.
"Perfect moment to use that joke" I said.
"Absolutely perfect" she replied. She looked at me intensely.
"And.. with that big, gorgeous juicy cock of yours, and that orgasmic cum volcano then, I can understand why."
I was stunned. I felt the fabric of my shorts tickle the cockhead to the point of precum. More silence. Her robe had come open and I could see that she didn´t have the bikini top on.
She was probably naked under. She took a sip and fixated me with her eyes.
Suddenly she looked away and straigtened up.
"No" she said and shook her head. "Im sorry, I shouldn´t have said that. That was appallingly unprofessional and reckless. I´m so sorry." She put the mug down. "Just the wine talking."
"No worries" I said. "I´m drunk too"
She laughed and shook her head.
"What am I doing?" she whispered to herself.
We sat in silence some more, as the sun went down and the magical glow of the lit pool filled the growing darkness. The air was still warm and humid. The relaxing hum of the city at night filled the air.
"Do you watch Game of Thrones?" she asked.
"Yeah" I said. It was one of my favourite shows.
"It´s on in a few minutes" she said and rose up. "Let´s watch it". She grabbed the tray and walked into the house. I followed.
She turned on the big TV in the living room and sat down in the leather couch, still in her white robe. She crossed her legs and found HBO with the remote. I sat down two feet from her. Still with the towel in my lap.
The show started, and as usual there was a lot of naked bodies and sex going on. A while into the show Emilia Clarke (my favourite actress in he show) had a nude scene. Her sexy naked body was all over the huge flatscreen TV.
I sighed in pleasure.
"Hot" Julie said, and shifted her legs.
"Oh yeah" I whispered, under my excited breath.
I figured I was gonna have to take the initative, give her a little push.
"You know, it´s my birthday today" I said."I´m eighteen".
"I know" she said. I waited a few seconds.
"Don´t I get a present?"
She looked at me and smiled. Slowly shook her head.
"Maybe I could make a wish?" I said, and touched her thigh with my hand. She breathed heavily and let me stroke her some more. I moved my hand to the inner side of the thigh.
"I would love to eat your pussy" I said. She sat silent, and then, after a couple of seconds, she spread her legs and opened her robe. She was naked. I slid down on the floor and sat before her on my knees. I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs and pulled her closer. She giggled and looked at me with intense eyes and open mouth.
I kissed her left thigh and moved up towards the pussy. When I licked outside of the labia she let out a short panting moan. I slowly slid two fingers into her wet pussy and opened it up, while my tongue moved closer to the clit. She moved her hips forward and leaned back.
"Lick me" she commanded in an urgent voice. I licked her clit and slid my fingers in deeper and opened her up. She moaned higher.
"Ooooh yeah" she said in a hushed breathless voice.
I licked her intensely and savoured her taste. She was completely wet. My fingers made a wet squishy sound as I fingerfucked her, and attacked her clit with my tongue. She grabbed my hair and fucked my face with her pussy. She started to gasp heavily and moaned loudly.
"Holy fuck, Hooooly fuck, hoooolyyyy fuck" she screamed as she rode my face. Her nails dug into my skin and smarted a little, but it was an enormously pleasurable pain. She screamed loudly and started shaking. I fingerfucked her harder, used all fingers and got deeper into her. Her pussy juice was splashing all over my face. Suddenly she yanked up my head. Her face was rosy and sweaty, and her eyes looked as if they were possessed. She slid down on the floor and stood up.
"You really know what you´re doing, you little fucker" she said in a serious, almost angry voice. She pushed me down on the sofa and ripped my shorts off. My cock was pressed to my stomach. She went down on her knees and grabbed it hard. It hurt a little when she pulled it back and sucked the cockhead. Her tongue slid back and forth over the sensitive spot under he head.
She stared at me with fiery eyes. She let it go with a slobbering sucking sound.
"What a fucking cock!" She pumped the shaft with both hands and sucked my balls. A tingeling sensation shot up through my whole body. I moaned loudly.
"Fuck yeah!" I gasped. She let go of my balls and slowly slid up the underside of my cock with her tongue. Tickled me under the head for a while, before she sucked the head again, hard, and took it deep down her throat. All the way down to the root. I grabbed her hair and fucked her throat. My ex girlfriend would had bitten me if I had done that to her, and walked out of the room, but with Julie it was different. She was horny like a b**st, completely without inhibitions, and, obviously, a deep throat expert. I let her back up. She grinned with lust.
"Wanna fuck my pussy?" she said and climbed up on top of me. She sank down, and my cock slid up her wet warm cunt. She rode me hard from the get go, went down heavy on me, and held onto my arms. Her tits bounced up and down. I felt the bottom of her pussy thrust agains the cock head. She rolled her hips and clenched my cock hard.
"Do you like this ha, do you? Happy birthday, you fuckmachine".
She was literally bouncing on my cock and leaned forward and tongue kissed me. I grabbed her neck, as I thrusted upwards with my pelvis.
"Yeah, I fucking love it" I panted. "You´re the sexiest fucking MILF on the planet."
I grabbed her around her back and lifted her, with my cock deep inside her. I stood up and held her thighs, as she held my neck and looked deep into my eyes as I thrusted her upwards. She moaned and screamed. I fucked her harder and kissed her.
"Fuck me from behind" she demanded. I let her down on the sofa. She assumed the position, with a swanked back. I penetrated her deep and pounded her hard. My balls slapped against her pussy; the whole room was filled with my excited grunts and her loud moaning, and the rythmic slapping sound. She screamed. I grabbed her left shoulder and her right hip so I could fuck her harder.
"Fuck me like a fucking ragdoll" she screamed. I kept pounding her, and I felt the orgasm coming closer.
"I´m gonna cum" I grunted.
"Cum in my fucking pussy" she moaned. "Shoot that fucking cumfountain into my cunt! she screamed.
I came... and came and came. The cum splashed down her thighs and made a wet sound. I kept the cock inside her until the last spasms. She collapsed onto the sofa, and sighed loudly. I stood behind her, with my semi rigid, cum soaked cock, and looked at her in amazement, on shaky legs.
"Holy fucking God, how much I needed that." she said. "I haven´t been fucked like that in years. Decades even. Not since I fucked New York Rangers in 93."
I laughed and tried to catch my breath.
"You slut" I said.
She turned around and laid on her back, with her legs far apart, while she rubbed her pussy.
"You have no idea" she said. "I live for big hard cocks. In every fucking hole!". She spanked her pussy, and got another orgasm. She lied there shaking, with wild eyes and sweaty, rosy cheeks.
"Happy birthday" she said and leaned her head back and smiled.
Thank you" I said, almost chocked by what just had happened, and knowing that my year in Florida was gonna be the best year of my life.
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