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I Surprised my Stepdaughter (Mf, incest, cons, young)
Part 1
Chastity-the most unnatural of all the sexual perversions. -- Aldous Huxley
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. They sat beside each other and started kissing. Jordan
was playing with Gabriella's pussy as they kissed. The girls were getting
worked up and soon Gabriella pushed Jordan onto her back on the grass. 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 and Gabriella were side by side kissing as Jordan basked 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 face. "Mike! What are you doing here?"
"I was watching you two screw like crazy," I said. Jordan pushed Gabriella
away 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. 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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