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Some of the participants in the story may be under the
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really should listen...



I Surprised my Stepdaughter

Chapter 1

I looked around the office. Every computer had winked
out and the screens were now black. The lights were
out, the radios off and the AC had sighed away into
silence. Heads started popping up out of the cubicles
like a bunch of prairie dogs at mealtime. Then the
heads turned my way with plaintive looks. What are we
supposed to do? I don't know why they think a manager
has any more idea what to do when the power goes off
than they do. But people do.

I went out to the work floor and looked like I was
thinking. What I was really doing was saying, Crap!
"Looks like the power is out." I said. Brilliant
observation. "Everybody hang loose for a few minutes
and let me find out what's going on."

Back in my office I tried the phones. The in-house
phones were dead. I headed out to the main offices on
the next floor. People were gathering around the
window between my office and the work floor because I
also had the outside windows. At least there was
light. The men were already dissecting the Monday
Night football game tonight. The Rams were favored by
6. The women were dissecting the new secretary whose
very attractive figure had obviously been medically
enhanced, to the tune of several cup sizes. No way did
those massive tits belong on that little frame. But
she sure turned heads.

In the executive offices, the admin people were
phoning on the outside lines. After twenty minutes
Betty, the admin supervisor, announced to all of us
gathered, "The city utilities department says that
work crews cut the main power cable. It will be seven
tonight before power is restored. They apologized most
sincerely."

We all groaned aloud as Jerry, the president of the
branch said, "Ok people. Look at your area and decide
what your people can do without power. Try to get as
much done as you can. Hate to lose a half of a
workday. But don't make people sit around just to have
bodies in chairs. That'll just piss them off. See you
all tomorrow." Good guy.

I went back to my area thinking, what the hell can we
do without computers? Nothing. Everybody gathered
around as I walked up. "Ok. No cheering but the
power's out till seven tonight. Turn off everything so
that it's off when power is restored and I'll see you
tomorrow." Several people stifled cheers as they
rushed to their cubicles. Luckily, no one was hurt in
the stampede as my department cleared out in record
time.

I cleared a bunch of leftover junk from my inbox glad
that I had an outside window. After a couple hours I
realized I was the only person left. Screw it. I'm
going home too. Maybe I'll hang out the rest of the
afternoon by the pool.

I made it home around three. First thing I did was
head into my room, change out of my business suit and
into my swim trunks. A cool dip sounded just dandy. As
I headed to the back I heard voices. Jordan must be
home from school already. Jordan was my stepdaughter.
I had married her mother about two years before. Last
year, I found out why she was single when I met her.
She didn't much care for responsibility. She came home
one day and told Jordan that it was too much for her
to handle. She packed up and left. Turns out she had
done the same thing to Jordan's dad but at least that
time she had taken Jordan with her. I wound up with a
daughter even though I had never adopted her. I
thought I'd never be able to raise a teen by myself.
But after the trauma of her mom's flight Jordan had
clung to me as a stable point in chaotic universe. We
had become very close. She had gone through a period
of depression and grief but had emerged from the
painful period a mature young woman. In the past six
months she had seemed to bloom into womanhood. She
still called me Mike and we didn't pretend I was her
dad. But she followed my rules and didn't back talk
very much. I was lucky.

I rounded the corner leading to the patio. Through the
glass sliders I could see Jordan and her friend
Gabriella sitting by the pool. They were partially
undressed. I stopped in my tracks. What the hell? I
was sure they couldn't see into the darkened house
because of the brilliant sunshine in the back yard.
Maybe they were going to go skinny-dipping. Mesmerized
by the scene, I stood as if paralyzed.

Jordan's blouse was thrown aside and she was pulling
Gabriella's shirt off. I watched the girls as they
continued laughing and pulling off each other's
clothes. I was sure now that they were going to be
skinny-dipping very soon. The thought of watching them
nude made the blood surge to my cock. I had to admit
that I had been a little smitten with Gabriella. She
was a saucy little tart. That thought made my cock
lurch in my swim trunks which were now tented out. I
should have been ashamed of what I was doing but that
emotion was the last thing I was going to be feeling.

Jordan stood up as Gabriella unzipped and pulled off
Jordan's little skirt. She was wearing blue panties.
Jordan turned around as Gabriella slowly pulled her
panties down and off. Jordan pulled Gabriella to her
feet and returned the courtesy pulling Gabriella's
panties off and tossing them onto the grass. Both
girls stood in the brilliant sunshine in their school
socks and bras and nothing else.  Jordan turned away
as Gabriella unhooked Jordan's bra and then back
around as she slipped it from her shoulders. 

Then something happened which stunned me. Gabriella
took Jordan's bra by both ends, tossed it over her
friend's head and used it to pull Jordan's face to
hers. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss. I
watched their cheeks and throats move as their tongues
wrestled. I thought I was hard before, but it was
nothing as the blood pressure in my cock soared to new
heights. My cock was so hard it almost hurt. I had to
reach down and free it from the trunks. I stood in the
darkened house, watching these two minxes while my
hand was slowly stroking my cock.

Gabriella let the bra go as they embraced still locked
at the lips. Jordan broke the kiss so she could pull
Gabriella's bra off. Jordan leaned down and took
Gabriella's nipple in her mouth. Gabriella threw her
head back. I felt as if I could hear her moan through
the glass doors. I was going absolutely insane with
lust.

Gabriella broke the clench and ran away laughing.
Jordan, in nothing but her school socks, gave chase.
They were laughing, as they would let themselves be
caught for a wild kiss and then break away into a
chase again. Back and forth they chased and ran from
each other. Jordan looked like she tripped and sort of
sat down by the pool. Gabriella came up behind her. As
she got close Jordan, now obviously faking, leaned
back and put her head between Gabriella's legs.
Gabriella squealed as Jordan began licking Gabriella's
pussy. Gabriella reached down and ran her hands over
Jordan's tits as Jordan lapped between her legs.
Gabriella pointed at the grass and both girls
scrambled over to the soft lawn. Jordan was on her
back as Gabriella put her knees on both sides of her
head and fell forward into the classic sixty-nine. 

My hand really pulled on my surging cock. The tip was
coated with pre-cum fluid and as I slowly stroked my
slippery cock. Outside, the girls were working on each
other's pussy. Jordan's head was hidden between
Gabriella's legs but I could see the effect on
Gabriella by watching her face which was now full of
lust. Gabriella was running her tongue back and forth
over Jordan's pussy. Then she pushed a finger slowly
in as she ran circles around the clitoris with her
tongue. As the finger bottomed out in the channel,
Gabriella stabbed her tongue against the clitoris and
Jordan's hips jerked up. Gabriella started pumping her
finger in and out as she wrapped her lips around
Jordan's clitoris, sucking and licking at it. I
watched Gabriella push a second finger into Jordan as
she lapped at her pussy. Jordan's hips were bouncing
around as Gabriella licked and sucked on her pussy
while thrusting two fingers deeply into her. Jordan's
body arched up, pushing her hips off the ground as
shudders wracked her body. She collapsed onto the lawn
as Gabriella looked back unsated. Watching Jordan in
the throes of orgasm shut down all of my higher brain
functions. All I could feel was incredible desire
raging in my body; desire which could not be denied.

Jordan was basking in post-orgasm lassitude when I
emerged from the house my cock waving in the breeze.
Gabriella was stunned by my sudden appearance. I put a
finger to my lips motioning her to be quiet. She was
frozen in fear at being caught. It was only as I
emerged into the light that she saw I was buck-naked
as well. Her face was confused as I walked up. "You
look like you need some satisfaction as well," I said.

Upon hearing my voice Jordan's eyes popped open her
face still half-hidden by Gabriella's ass. "Mike! What
are you doing here?"

"I was watching you two screw like crazy," I said.
Jordan pushed Gabriella off and scrambled toward her
clothes. "Jordan, stop," I said. "It's a little late
for that." She fell on her butt looking back at the
two of us. It was only then that it sank in that I was
just as naked the two of them. 

"You're naked," she said.

"I thought I was supposed to be. You guys are," I
said.

Gabriella looked over at Jordan and said, "Look how
big he is. Have you seen one before?"

Jordan swallowed and responded, "Just in pictures."

Gabriella said, "Me too."

I looked at Gabriella and said quietly, "I noticed
that you didn't get to have fun. Would you like me to
help?"

Gabriella looked a little surprised, a little
apprehensive and a little excited all at the same
time. "How?"

"Just like Jordan was doing," I said.

"Really? Just that?" she asked. The resurgent
excitement and horniness quickly overcame the terror
of being discovered. She hadn't cum and it left her
full of desire.

"If that's what you want," I told her.

"Ok," she said as the unsated lust returned.

I fell to my knees between her legs and planted a kiss
on her thigh right below her pussy and then another on
her other thigh. She giggled at that. Wrapping my arms
around her thighs I bent forward and ran my tongue
along her labia. 

"Ohh..." a long drawn out moan escaped Gabriella's
throat. I lapped my tongue down the other labia and
found the bottom of her slit. Slowly, my tongue worked
its way up her pussy making circles and curlicues on
her pussy. As it reached her clitoris she fell back on
the grass. I ran my tongue in circles, never touching
it directly but always massaging it with the
surrounding reddened flesh. Her hips jerked a few
times as she tried to force her clitoris onto my
tongue. She was already close from the earlier
stimulation. I knew I could give her a quick cum. I
pushed a finger into her pussy until I found the mass
of her G spot and started a curling motion with my
finger. As I did that I sucked her entire clitoris
into my mouth, sucking and then releasing it, fucking
her with my mouth while I lapped at the tip of her
clitoris with my tongue. Gabriella went crazy under
me. She started bucking her hips against my face and
my hand was soon wet with her juices. Her hands were
ripping up the grass as her head fell from side to
side. Jordan had come over and was on her hands and
knees watching closely as I sucked on Gabriella's
pussy. Gabriella's body stiffened, her head went back
and her body arched up. Her body jerked several times
as I sucked and lapped her clitoris. My hand was
flooded with her juices as she came. Then her whole
body turned to jelly as she went limp on the grass. 

Jordan sitting on the grass said, "Wow. That was so
cool."

I lifted my face away from Gabriella's pussy and
smiled at Jordan. "Yeah, that was cool." I sat up on
the grass. As I did Jordan's eyes locked onto my erect
cock. She didn't say a thing, just stared. Gabriella
was recovering and turned on her side toward us. 

Jordan tore her eyes from my cock and looking at
Gabriella asked, "Are you gonna do it?"

Gabriella asked, "What?"

Jordan's eyes returned to my cock and said, "You know.
Do it."

Gabriella looked at my erect cock. I started to pray
that she was going to say yes. Oh please, say yes.
Instead she looked back at Jordan and said, "I don't
want to get pregnant."

I was about to say something when Jordan said, "You
can't. Mike's had a vasectomy." Looking at me she
continued, "Right, Mike?"

"Uh, yes." I looked at Gabriella. "Yes, I had a
vasectomy. You don't have to worry about getting
pregnant."

Jordan burbled on, "Jesus Gabriella. We talk about
this all the time. Which of us is gonna do it first. I
wanted to, but you can. You don't have to wait.  Don't
be a drip and chicken out."

Gabriella lifted herself and crossed her legs under
her. "You can too."

"Uh?" Jordan looked confused.

"Why don't you go first?" Gabriella asked.

Jordan looked at me and then back at Gabriella before
bursting out with, "He's my Dad!"

"He is not," Gabriella said.

Jordan burst out again, "IS too."

Gabriella crossed her arms over her chest. I sat
quietly not wanting to upset the delicate balance,
hoping and praying that Gabriella would not push this
too far. My cock was still rigid and I wanted her so
much.

Gabriella told Jordan. "Ok. I'll do it if you do it
first."

Jordan looked aghast. "You are a total perv." She
jumped grabbed her clothes and stomped off into the
house.

Gabriella jumped up, also grabbed her clothes and
stomped into the house. I saw her quickly putting her
clothes on and a minute later I heard the front door
slam. I sat in the grass, my cock wilting. 

*****

I didn't see Jordan until dinnertime. By then, the
initial rush had disappeared and I was starting to
think about all the possible consequences of that
afternoon. What if Jordan or Gabriella told someone?
What if they wound up hating each other because of
their fight and blamed me as the cause? What if Jordan
couldn't face me after what happened? Oh Lord, how do
I let my cock get me into these fucking messes? When
the dick gets hard, the mind gets soft. Why didn't the
Good Lord design men with enough blood to run both
heads at the same time?

I was standing in the kitchen whipping up some
spaghetti for dinner when I heard Jordan come into the
kitchen. "What's for dinner?"

"Spaghetti," I answered and waited.

She plunked down on the kitchen stool, fiddled with
her hands, looking up occasionally. I knew she wanted
to say something but didn't know how to start.

"You want to talk about it?" I asked.

"Do you hate me?" she asked.

"What? Hate you. Why would I hate you?" I asked
flabbergasted.

"Cause of what Gabriella and I were doing. You know,
doing each other," she said.

Surprised I said, "No. I don't hate you. I was hoping
you wouldn't hate me."

It was her turn to be surprised. "No. I don't hate
you. Gabriella and me have been talking about... You
know, doing it with a guy. She even said one time that
you were kinda cute. I just don't know why she got all
perv on me."

"Maybe she was nervous. You know, it's one thing to
talk about it. It's something else to do it. I think
maybe she was nervous and so she was trying to get the
attention off of her by saying what she said."

Jordan looked thoughtful and then perked up, "I bet
you're right. I gotta go call her." 

She started for her room as I called to her back,
"Dinner's in twenty minutes. Don't be late."

"K," as she sped down the hall.

Jordan showed up as I was putting dinner on the table.
I was still worried about her reactions to the
afternoon. She came to the table smiling. "It's cool.
She was all worried that I'd be mad at her."

"Uh Jordan..." She looked over as I continued, "Uh,
about this afternoon. It's really important that you
and Gabriella keep this quiet."

Jordan looked up at me and started to giggle. "God,
Mike. We know that. I mean, wouldn't that be great,
telling our friends, yeah, me and Gabriella were doing
each other and my Step Dad came out and caught us and
then wanted to do Gabriella too. Like, we'd be
ostracized by all of the other girls. I mean, I know
some of the girls are doing each other. Sara and
Jennifer are definitely doing each other. I mean, how
else are we gonna learn? The guys in school are such
dorks. No way are we gonna tell anybody."

"Good. Because I could get in trouble."

"Yeah, we know that. I sure don't need you getting in
trouble. I wouldn't have anyone. I told Gabriella when
we were just talking about - you're all I got in the
world."

I had a very profound insight into Jordan's world when
she said that. It was true. Every other person in her
life had abandoned her. After her mom left her dad, he
never even tried to get back into her life. When her
mom left me I tried to get in touch with him. I was
told by relatives that he didn't want anything to do
with 'that bitch's' daughter. I never told Jordan
that. Just that her dad had a new life. What else
could I say? And her mom had walked out. This made me
feel like a heel for the afternoon shindigs. Damn it.
I'm the one thing she has.

My thoughts were interrupted by Jordan, "Mike?" I
looked up. "Do you think Gabriella is cute?"

"Yes. I think she's really cute. I mean, I did kinda
show that didn't I?"

Jordan started laughing and covered her mouth as she
stifled the giggles. "God yes. I couldn't believe it
when you came out. I nearly died. I thought we were so
busted. And then I saw you had a hard on and I was
like, wow. And then you started doing Gabriella. I
never saw anything so sexy as watching her get off.
You are really good at that." Jordan looked intently
at me.

Not quite sure how to respond to the praise I said,
"Well, I have had practice."

"Gabriella said you really got her off." Jordan paused
and then asked, "Mike, would you like to do
Gabriella?"

"I have been thinking about what happened. I feel like
I took advantage of you guys. It was wrong," I said.

"Took advantage," Jordan said incredulously. "No way.
We been wanting to have a guy do that. After we talked
a while and we were like not all mad anymore, she was
all like, I got it first. I got a guy to do me first.
I was a little jealous that Gabriella was getting hers
first. No way you took advantage. Gabriella said it
was better having a guy do her than a girl. She said
it was real sexy knowing it was a guy. It was really
sexy watching too.

"So you and Gabriella..." I paused trying to broach
the topic.

Jordan jumped in, "We just do each other for practice.
I mean, it is fun and we both kinda get off. I mean,
we aren't actually lezzes. But it is just till we can
get a guy to do us. So, are you gonna do Gabriella?"

"I don't know. I need to think about it. I mean, I
still feel like it's wrong." Jordan started to say
something but I shushed her. "Let me work it out. I
need to talk with Gabriella anyway. I know you said
she's cool but I want to make sure."

"She's cool. Like I said, she was all like holding it
over my head. And my own Step Dad too. I gotta find a
guy or I'll never hear the end of it."

"Jordan, we need to talk about that. STD's, pregnancy.
It's dangerous out there."

"I know. I know. Abstinence, condoms. I totally know
about all of that. But still..." she said as she
looked off into space.

The conversation languished then. I was in too much
turmoil in my own mind to push the topic. Would I 'do'
Gabriella? The way the girls were talking neither had
'done' a boy yet. That means she is a virgin. Jesus.
What man can resist a beautiful young girl asking you
to make her fully a woman? I wasn't sure I could
resist. In fact, I was pretty sure I couldn't resist.
Oh Lord. My cock was going to get me in trouble again.
I knew it.

Jordan pushed back from the table, waking me from my
reverie. "Sorry, Jordan. I guess I've been thinking."

She looked intently my way, an unfathomable expression
on her face. "Me too." She grabbed her plate and took
it into the kitchen. I had the distinct feeling that
the look on her face said something important. I just
didn't know what it was.

I finished my last few bites of dinner as she breezed
through the room. "I'm going to take a shower. Are you
going to bed?"

"Yeah, I think I'll hit the sack and read a while," I
responded. She disappeared down the hall.

I cleaned up the kitchen and started the dishwasher
all in a bit of a daze. I realized how distracted I
was when I noticed the napkins were in the dishwasher
with the dishes. Making sure I still had my head
secured I went into my bedroom, stripped and got in
bed. I was soon back in my reverie with Gabriella. All
I could think of was how she had tasted as I ate her
pussy and what it would be like to be her first lover.
 My hand was slowly stroking my cock when Jordan came
into my room as I lay supposedly reading. "Yes?" I
asked as I withdrew my hand and lay the book over my
hard on.

She came over to the bed and sat on the edge. She was
wearing one of my long t-shirts that she liked to
sleep in. "Mike..." She looked up at me. "Gabriella
said she'd like to do you. But she'd only do it if I
did you first."

"Huh?" I asked.

"Well, the only way you can do Gabriella is if you do
me first."

"That's not a very good reason to have sex with
someone," I said. "And after what you said this
afternoon..." A quick thought flashed in my mind,
Looks like I am going to stay out of trouble. If
Gabriella won't, I'm off the hook.

Jordan nodded, "Yeah, I guess." Another pause. I
waited. "If you don't want to do it with me would you
maybe do to me like you did Gabriella? I'd like to
have a guy do that to me." She looked at me hopefully.

Uh oh. I'm back in trouble. "Jordan, are you asking
this because of Gabriella?"

She shook her head. "Naw. That's what I was thinking
about at dinner. The reason I got all mad at Gabriella
today was we been talking about doing it with a guy. I
haven't told her but when we talk about it a lot of
times I have been thinking about you. I mean, I know
you're like my Step Dad but I really think of you more
like a guy. So when she said that, I got mad, you
know, because it was like she found me out or
something. Like she was reading my thoughts."

"So when you called her a perv..."

"It was just 'cuz I was feeling caught. Really Mike. I
been thinking about it a lot. I don't know much and
all. But you could show me. I'd really try to be good
for you. Me and Gabriella even practiced blow jobs
with a banana." 

I nearly burst out laughing at that. I held it back. I
was sure that laughing would have made Jordan feel
terrible. "Jordan. You're sure?"

She nodded, "Yeah."

"You nervous?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said quietly.

"Me too," I said. "Listen sweetie. You said today that
I was all you have. And I think it would be a really
terrible thing if I betrayed you by doing it. Do you
know what I'm saying?"

"I think so. But that would only be if I didn't want
you to do me, wouldn't it?" she asked.

"Well, no, I mean yes. What I mean is I should be here
for you, helping you, looking out for you. Not fucking
you." 

Jordan's eyes got wide because I never used that word
in front of her. "Naughty, naughty."

I laughed and she giggled. "I'm sorry. I'll be more
careful of my language."

"Mike. It's like I hear it every day. Everybody at
school like uses it all the time. You know, to like
impress people or something," she said. "I just never
heard you say it like that before. It's cool."

"Well, it's not cool. It's vulgar except with your
lover." I said.

"We could fix that," she responded holding my eye
steadily.

I felt a sudden emptiness in my stomach and a lump in
my throat. There was no hesitation in her voice. She
had just propositioned me. I felt my cock swelling
again under the book. There was a pause as I fought
with myself. It was an uneven fight from the
beginning. "Are you sure?" I asked with my last shred
of resistance.

She nodded.

"Would you like to sleep in my bed tonight?" I asked.

"Really? All night?" she asked. I nodded. "Cool. Wait
till Gabriella hears this." 

"You know, we can have some secrets."

Jordan smiled and said, "Ok. But I gotta tell her if
we do it so she has to do it too."

I pulled the blankets down next to me. Jordan bounced
up on her knees and crawled over. She grabbed the
blanket and climbed under as I threw my book on the
floor. We turned toward each other lying on our sides.
"Jordan, you're sure you want to do this?" I asked.

"I really do Mike. I told you. I really been thinking
about this a lot. And a lot of times I been thinking
about it with you. Like at night when I have fantasies
and dreams about doing it. It's you I dream about. You
been so good to me since Mom walked out. I know you
didn't have to take me in. I'm not your daughter. I
was so scared you were gonna send me someplace like an
orphanage. But you have been the best, treating me
like... I don't know, like you really like me. I
decided I was gonna be as nice to you as I could."
Jordan blushed a little.

"Thank you sweetie for saying that," I said.

Jordan sat up in the bed and said earnestly, "Mike, I
never thought of you as a Dad. I mean, it isn't that I
didn't like you. But I was already thirteen. I was
actually kind of jealous of Mom when she got you for a
boyfriend. I kinda had a crush on you. I used to dream
that you'd be my boyfriend instead of hers. And after
Mom left I was kinda glad because I was going to have
you to myself. I mean, I was sad too. I mean, what a
bitch."

I cut in, "Jordan!"

"I'm sorry but she was." I couldn't argue with that. I
felt a real sympathy for her then and she must have
seen it on my face. She reached out and took my hand
and then continued, "I still love her as my Mom but
she was a bitch to leave Dad and then you and me. But
after she left I was glad because I had you all to
myself. And you were so good to me. Mike, I think
maybe I kinda love you." I tightened my hand on hers
and she returned the squeeze. I knew it wasn't really
love. What teenager is really in love? But it was real
to her.

"Plus Mike. I think you're cute. Gabriella thinks
you're cute too."

I thought about what she had just revealed. I wondered
how much of this was the result of the moment and how
much it was real feelings. One way to find out. "So,
what would you like to do?" I asked.

"I want to do it," Jordan said.

"Do what?" I asked. "Tell me what you want, Jordan. If
we're going to be intimate we shouldn't have to hide
behind words. Like I said, you can use certain words
with your lover."

She paused for just a second and then said, "Mike, I
really like you. I'd like you to make love to me. I
don't know anything but I'll try to make it good for
you if you'll show me how. I'd like to be your lover."

"I won't make love to you." Jordan's face fell at the
first sentence then immediately brightened at the
second. "But I will make love with you," I continued.
"The difference is that making love should be
something two people do together, to please each
other. And I'm not worried about what you know. I
think we can have a lot of fun."

"Will you make love WITH me?" she asked.

"My pleasure," I answered. I scooted over until our
bodies were almost touching and my lips were just
inches from hers. As I leaned in her eyes closed and
her lips parted slightly so that as our lips melded
they also parted for our tongues to begin their dance.
My cock, already distended, surged from the
electricity of that first kiss. 

I pulled back and reached for the hem of her shirt.
Her eyes opened and she realized what I was doing. She
sat up and helped me pull the shirt over her head.
Once again, I saw her little tits. But this time it
was different. I knew I would be touching them,
kissing them soon. I reached for her panties and
Jordan lay back and raised her hips as I pulled them
off. As I threw them to the foot of the bed I looked
at her. She was on her back, arms at her sides, her
legs just coming back to the bed. She smiled up at me.
Her body hadn't filled out into womanhood yet, still
bony and angular and with only a wisp of hair. Her
skin was soft and pure. She was watching me, and I
could see a look of uncertainty on her face.

"Jordan, you are so beautiful," I said.

"Really? Mike, do you really think that or are you
just saying it?"

"Jordan, I really think you are beautiful," I said as
I reached out and rested my hand softly on her hip. I
started to stroke her hip and thigh.

"But my tits are so small and I don't have a waist
and..." I put my finger on her lips silencing the
list.

"Jordan. I like you exactly like you are. I don't like
big plastic tits. I like them exactly like yours. I
like looking at you. I like touching you. I am going
to like making love with you."

"Oh, that makes her feel funny inside. Good funny,"
she said.

I ran my hand up to her back and pulled her against me
our lips coming together as out bodies found each
other. Our mouths locked in a passionate kiss. Jordan
moved closer mashing her pussy against my straining
cock. She was rubbing herself against my cock. I
reached down grabbing her ass as I rolled to the side
pulling her over onto me. We kissed as she ground
herself onto me. 

Continuing to roll I lay her beside me and breaking
the kiss moved down her body, touching and kissing as
I went. Her nipples were hard red nubbins atop her
small tits. I kissed, lapped and nipped them while
sucking her entire tit into my mouth. A perfect
mouthful. I spent many minutes worshipping her tits
while I ran my hand down to her pussy. My hand glided
softly, teasingly over her pussy. My fingertips
rubbing along her labia, just brushing the fine hair.
I pressed my hand against her whole pussy as Jordan
let out a low moan. One finger slid between the dank
folds of her pussy and started to saw back and forth
in her gash. It was quickly coated with her wetness.
She was biting her lower lip and making small sounds
deep in her chest.

My lips abandoned her tits and moved across her belly.
I moved between her legs which spread to greet me.
Jordan was watching intently, her eyes seemed to be
saying, are you going to do what I think you are? I
smiled and winked as my tongue came out and lanced
into her pussy.

"Oh, Mike," she said as her breath caught in her
throat. "Do me like you did Gabriella, please."

My tongue dug into her pussy lapping from top to
bottom and back. My face was soon coated with her
slick juices as I lapped and licked and sucked her
pussy. Her clitoris was a blood-engorged nub peeking
out from its hood. I tongued around it never quite
touching it directly. Small shudders were rippling
Jordan's body as I sucked at the base of her clitoris
and attacked it with my tongue. "Oh God!" she panted.
"That feels so good..." I continued to suck and lick
her clitoris in a slow sensuous rhythm. Her body
matched the rhythm, her hips rocking in time with the
sucking of her pussy. Gradually the rhythm increased
as the pressure of my sucking and licking increased. A
red flush crept across Jordan's bosom, her head fell
back, her eyes were clamped shut, her hands grabbing
the sheets. She was close to the abyss. I sucked a
little harder and pushed her over the edge. Her hips
started vibrating and my face was drenched in her cum
as low feral sounds escaped her mouth. I slowed the
assault on her clitoris as she slowly came down from
her climax, finally collapsing while she gasped for
breath.

I released her clitoris and crawled up beside her
stroking her until her eyes opened. "Oh God, Mike.
That was the best ever. Now I know what Gabriella
meant. It was so good having a guy do that."

"I loved it, sweetheart. Thank you for letting me," I
said.

"Whew, anytime," she said smiling. She threw her arms
around my neck pulling my face to hers for a lingering
kiss. "You taste like a girl."

"That's the way you can tell if a man keeps his
girlfriend happy," I said.

She laughed. "Cause he keeps her happy that way?" I
nodded. "Does that mean I'm your girlfriend?"

"Do you want to be?" I asked.

Jordan smiled and said, "Yes. You have to bring me
flowers. Roses, then I'll be your girlfriend."

"It's a deal. Let's kiss to seal the bargain," I said.

She pulled my face back to hers while saying, "Let's
do more than that..." as our lips met.

I rolled on my back pulling Jordan on top. She broke
the kiss and said, "I want to do it."

"Do what?" I asked.

"Fuck," and then she covered her mouth while giggling.
"I can't believe I said that."

"I can. I liked you saying it to me. Let's fuck," I
said.

Jordan looked confused, "Like this?"

"Yes. This way you can control it. You can take your
time and make sure it feels good."

"What do I do?" she asked.

"Sit up, reach under and grab my cock. Like that. Now,
rise up on your knees and just sit on it." Jordan
reached under and grabbed my cock holding it vertical.
She watched intently as she lowered her pussy until it
was touching the tip of my cock. "Slide it back and
forth in your pussy so that it gets wet. It will slide
into you easier that way," I said. She looked up at
me, smiled with comprehension and then looked back as
she started to slide my cock around her pussy. She
quickly realized that this was fun as well as useful.
She circled her clitoris with the glans closing her
eyes as she massaged her nubbin with my cock. 

My cock slid into the entrance to her pussy. Jordan
paused as she felt it lodge there. She looked into my
eyes. Our eyes locked, a soft look of passion on her
face as she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. The
feeling was incredible, exhilarating, almost
overwhelming as her hot wet tight pussy flowered open
to take my cock. I put my hands on her hips to help
guide her onto the pole lancing up into her body. 

"Move up and down sweetheart," I said quietly. 

Jordan looked uncertain and then smiled as she lifted
up until just the tip of my cock was still inside. She
settled back down taking my cock in slightly deeper
and then rose again. Each time my cock slid a little
further into her body. Soon it was half way in, then
two thirds and finally she settled all the way down as
she mashed her clitoris against my body. "Oh God," she
said. "I can't believe it's all the way in. I feel so
full."

I pulled her down into a kiss while slowly rotating my
hips. Quickly, her moves were matching mine. I
released her and she straightened, her hips continuing
to move back and forth. Now that I was in her, I was
overcome by my desire to give her a good fuck. I
pulled her back to me and then rolled over on top of
her. Her legs wrapped around mine as I continued
plunging into her. I tried to hold a slow rhythm but
the feelings were so intense. My body started to move
faster, each stroke into Jordan harder. Soon we were
fucking hard and fast. I saw the flush rise on her
chest. I let myself go, immersing in the pleasures of
the flesh. My own climax was rising. Then it
overwhelmed me. My cum surged and I felt spasm after
spasm as I emptied myself into Jordan. I was vaguely
aware of her incoherent moans as she crested her
orgasm. 

Completely drained, I rolled to the side pulling
Jordan with me. We lay together, both limp, caressing
each other. That was all I remembered until I awoke
the next morning.



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