Daddy's

by Helen Goodman

  "I wish I could say the same. I couldn't help but feel I had driven you away and messed up my own life into the bargain." I sighed deeply this time.

  Judy came and sat next to me, still holding my hand.

  "I wish I'd known that. Perhaps I could have helped."

  "It's all water under the bridge Jude. We can't live on 'what-ifs' and 'maybes'." I shrugged, pulling myself back together.

  "Could you kiss me?" Judy asked out of the blue.

  I looked at her in surprise but said nothing. Instead I leaned across and touched our lips together. Suddenly twenty years just melted away and we were back to that night. Our tongues danced around one another with re-ignited passion. The fears and worries I had been carrying around for so long just dissolved away and I was somehow left with a peaceful feeling, kissing the woman I loved, that I'd always loved.

  Eventually we parted, needing air.

  "Just like I remember." Judy sighed happily.

  "It was." I agreed.

  We looked into each others eyes and both had the same thought, from the same feeling. My hand strayed to her breast; hers dropped into my crotch. It was only then that Judy hesitated.

  "I'm not as young and pretty as I was." She said, suddenly dubious as to her attractiveness.

  "Jude, you're still the most beautiful woman I've ever met." She smiled and gave my dick a squeeze. "And I'm not just saying that to get THAT reaction." I grinned, gently fondling her tit through her clothes. I meant it too. To me, Judy was as pretty as she'd ever been. She tugged open my zipper and wrapped her hand around my hardening cock.

  "I remember this too." She giggled naughtily, her hesitancy forgotten. By now I was rock hard.

  "He remembers as well." I smirked.

  "Should we?" Judy asked.

  "Probably not."

  "But we are, aren't we?"

  "We most definitely are." I replied, kissing her softly.

  We began to slowly undress each other, kissing and caressing each others flesh as it was revealed, until we were both completely naked on the sofa. We sat back for a moment, appraising how time had treated us.

  "What do you think?" Judy asked nervously.

  Despite her apparent fears, she was still gorgeous, still retained her perfect form.

  "I keep telling you, you are a highly desirable woman." I said earnestly. "I see you still shave your pussy too." I smiled. "Jude, you are one hell of an awesome looker."

  "For my age?"

  "For any age." I was a little exasperated that for some reason I couldn't comprehend she needed reassurance about her looks. "Judy. You are still truly wonderful, from here," I kissed her right nipple, "and here," then her left nipple. "To here," I kissed her belly-button, "and most especially here." I planted a final kiss right on her shaven cunt, and then teased her clit with my tongue.

  "Mmmm, you've learnt some new tricks." She cooed, her worries vanishing at my touch.

  "One or two I suppose." I grinned up at her. "What about you?"

  "I've picked up a few things on my travels." She replied, flashing me a stunning smile. Her hand reached out and began to caress my balls very gently. She leant forward and licked at the pre-cum already forming at my knob-end before taking my whole shaft into her mouth and then her throat with no sign of gagging and every sign of enjoyment. She moved back and forth along my cock, teasing it with her tongue and her teeth.

  "It's not going to take much of that to make me blow my load." I gasped. In reply I felt Judy's finger begin to toy with my ass hole. Her eyes were shining up at me in amusement at my groans of pleasure. And then she eased the finger into my butt and I lost it, shooting off into her mouth and then over her face as she sat back. I'd never cum as much before, I seemed to be spewing gallons of jizz onto her upturned and waiting features.

  "Sorry," I panted, "but that was the best blow-job I've ever had. Thank you."

  "No, thank you." Judy said, licking at the spunk running down her face and smiling as she did. "Just something I picked up on my journey around the world."

  "They do say that travel broadens the mind." I grinned.

  "What about you?" Judy asked, now collecting my cum on her fingers and then licking it off. " Anything interesting you want to show me?"

  "I've nothing as spectacular as your oral skills Jude," I said diffidently, "but I like to think I'm a better mire tender lover in general."

  "Shall we find out?" She laughed, pulling me to the floor beside her.

  I kissed her: At first on the mouth, and then all over her still-luscious naked body, until I arrived at the sweet spot between her legs. Judy made little noises of approval as my lips touched the folds of her pussy, my tongue probing into the wet slit. I switched my attention to her clit and she gave a low moan of pure pleasure.

  "Oh, that's good!" She breathed, clasping my head in her hands. "Sooo good." She repeated.

  I straightened up, bringing my hard-again cock up to her cunt, and slid it in.

  "OH YES!" She cried as I penetrated her, wrapping her legs around my hips as she had done on that night so long ago, pulling me all the way in. I bent my head down and licked at each of her nipples before suckling on them in turn and then gently nibbling on both of those perfectly-formed buds. Judy began to purr in pleasure as I chose that moment to start to move my hips. I started a slow rhythmic pumping action that I knew from experience I could keep up for some time. I was in no hurry and wanted this to last.

  Despite my best efforts, Judy's breaths were soon coming in short, rasping pants.

  "Yes. Yes! YEESSS!!!" She cried out, her passion exploding into a monumental climax. Every muscle in her body seemed to tighten momentarily, especially those in her pussy. They clamped around my dick like a vice, causing me to halt my gentle assault. Judy smiled up at me as she relaxed again, a thin sheen of sweat covering her body.

  "That was great," she panted, "but don't stop. I want you to fuck me some more."

  I felt that familiar tingle I always got when my cousin talked dirty to me and obligingly resumed my slow pumping of her cunt.

  "No. From behind." She said. "When you fucked me from behind that night, it was the best fucking I ever got."

  "Seeing as you asked nicely." I said, slipping out of her so that she could roll onto her hands and knees. When she was settled, I put my hands on her hips and pulled her onto my cock once more, settling into the steady rhythm of before. This was truly the best I'd felt in over twenty years. My worries had vanished and I was making love to the beautiful woman who had made that happen.

  Judy was grunting with each of my strokes now, but I could feel that because of the stopping and starting I was some way from cumming. With that in mind I quickened my pace, slamming harder into Judy's pussy, my body slapping against hers. She responded to the increased speed of my thrusts.

  "Oh yes! Treat me rough!" She cried out. "Fuck me hard and fast and deep!!"

  I was a little taken aback by this reaction from my prim cousin. She was someone who I'd never have thought would like rougher sex. Then I remembered the way she had pulled her head back and got me to shoot cum over her face and I realised that she wasn't the innocent she had been when we were kids.

  On a sudden impulse I slapped one of the cheeks of her arse.

  "This rough enough for you?" I asked. "Bitch." I added as an afterthought. "How about this?" I gave her other ass-cheek a stinging slap. Judy said nothing, just moaning with a lust I never suspected she had. I pounded into her, alternating a few smacks to either buttock as I did so, until Judy climaxed again. It was too much for me and I started to cum as well. I pulled my prick out and shot my load up her back and across the reddened cheeks of her ass.

  We were both sweating profusely and panting with exertion by now. Judy sank down onto the floor and lay there. I sat beside her and gently stroked her now-matted auburn hair.

  "I'm sorry I called you a bitch and slapped you." I apologised, unhappy with myself again.

  "Don't be." She smiled. "It was
the reaction I wanted, what the situation needed, what I needed." I gave her a puzzled look. "Maybe I should have mentioned I like a little role-play now and then."She explained.

  "I wish you had." I grinned. "I felt all guilty again. What else do you like to do with unsuspecting lovers?"

  "How much time have you got?" She smirked.

  "Plenty of time, although maybe not as much stamina." I grinned back. "But I've got twenty wasted years to make up for, so I'll manage." I kissed her again. "So, what next?"

  "I could tie you up." She said, but I could tell she wasn't that serious. At least not yet. "Or you could tie me up." Her eyes told me this was her preferred option at the moment.

  "Maybe in a short while." I said. "But we've got time to try everything because I'm not going anywhere this time." I planted a hard kiss on her lips to show I meant it and she responded in kind.

  "Good." Judy, my beautiful cousin and now my lover, replied.

  The End.

  Toy Boy Delights

  People may think that if you are disabled in a wheel chair your sex life has diminished and has passed you by.

  Not so by any means.

  It was just quite by accident when talking to a friend of a friend who's sister was disabled having lost two legs in a train smash, that I discovered her normal feelings were still as much active as ever they were - even although she was in her mid fifties.

  Her name is Patricia but I will call her Pat and She still maintained some dignity but complained that any late romance she had in incurred quickly dissolved because of her disability.

  "It wouldn't't be so bad just to have some really nice sexual stimulation, blow the emotional bit, I've had that up to here and the three guys I have had seriously, that was before this happened, all fell through with devastating results I care not to mention."

  Pat was nice and I took to her immediately, like I guess a sort of mother figure, well she was well old enough to be that.

  "What do you do?" she asked me with an abundant smile that lit up her face. But should I tell her that I was like one of the Chippendale groups but a bit more frivolous doing it for swingers parties?

  Whether or not she saw though me I don't know, it must have been the way I hesitated but she said for me to be brave and tell her, that she would not be surprised by anything at her age, that she was too old in the tooth for that!

  So I told her.

  Surprise, Surprise - she was delighted, Confessing quite frankly if only she could attend one of those swingers parties, but assuming that for one she was too old and two she was disabled.

  I felt sorry for her and I don't know what compelled me but I said to her that never the mind, she could have a party all her own.

  "You are kidding, you have no need to feel sorry for me Pete I have my dignity - although, to be candid I would dearly love that."

  "Then it shall be" I said having made up my mind to cheer this dear old woman up and giver her a bit of life, that the hell. I'd done it enough time for the young ungratified women and young mothers who's spouse's had lost interest and gone elsewhere and the like, so why not for Pat, it would do no harm at all and in fact I found myself rather fancying the idea

  "You are making me quiver, Pete you naughty boy, and an old woman like me, surely you have something much better to do than to delight me?"

  I smiled, We were alone because she had just made tea for me in her purpose built flat and now she could enjoy her purpose built toy boy to pleasure the cockles of her heart.

  I sipped up the remaining dregs in my cup, placed it on the table and started to hum a suitable number and swayed a little to see her reaction, and if favourable I would continue.

  She smiled wonderfully, put her hand to her mouth like she couldn't believe what I was doing so I carried on, ripped off my shirt and heard her yell with joy, her eyes focussed on me, watching my every move, which was a joy, to think I could give a woman like Pat so much pleasure.

  "I may not be able to perform the act but I can watch cant I?" She was all of a dither, I placed my hand on her brow and whispered she could do more than that if she wanted, "Let us just see how we go huh?" and she replied with an excited gasp that she was all for that.

  I went the whole hog and soon disposed of the last bit of clothing on my body, a plum red man -thong which she had delighted in touching as I swayed above her. Enticing her.

  She was well away, her eyes closed and she looked so relaxed and so thrilled. It made me feel good too and I wanted to give this dear old woman all I could just to cheer her life a little.

  After I'd disposed of my thong she was all eyes as I stood over her, parting my legs one each side of hers as she sat on her chair to give her the full benefit of my all which I swayed enough to make my tackle shake enticingly.

  She whispered could she touch and I said of course she could, to be my guest.

  I was still half mast wondering if I could make a full erection in the circumstances but when she touched me, I realised she had not lost the knack, she had after all been with three guys so would know the ropes. Her fingers quivered around the area of my balls as she cupped them sensitively in her clasped hands, gently squeezing and obviously enjoying every minute.

  "Is that aright Pete, I am so delighted you choose to delight an old woman this way, you must be an angel in disguise, least my new found Adonis. You are beautiful and look you rise for me!?"

  And I was, I had not doubts now that I wouldn't - perhaps thinking she would be happy with just a little touching and teasing without the full hard on. But a hard on I had in no uncertain terms

  Still in a sort of world of her own I felt her touch me along the blue vein of my full blown cock, uprising for her pleasure. There was something very beautiful; about seeing this dear old lady touch me like that, her eyes occasionally looking up and meeting mine, I guess to establish if I was enjoying her touch as much as copiously was touching me. It was divine and wonderful and I had no qualms in pushing it out for her pleasure. It was just like it was at the swinger parties, how the girls loved that, to suck and loose themselves in erotic splendour, many asking if I could go the whole thing late on, I usually ended up fucking some but not all who asked me, I would have been no good for the next performance. But those girls certainly were well turned on and showed me just how with their riveting fucks.

  But now it was different in a way that it was just a one to one, and that made for a very pleasant change..

  It wasn't long before she was really taking the bull by the horns and the way she massaged my cock and balls simultaneously with each hand was really nice.

  She gently wanked me for a while, she was sort of exploring different ways to do it and my cock was really being spoiled, I heard her sigh when she stretched back my foreskin and sniffed me.

  "It has been so long Pete, may I?"

  "You don't have to ask Pat. Please enjoy, I am!"

  She looked so overjoyed at that remark and then I saw and felt her mouth envelope my cock, squeeze and start to very slowly suck, then quickening as she looked like she was so hungry for it. I stood there motionless now, just leaning back, closing my eyes and enjoying the moment.

  She continued to ball and feel me underneath and around my hind, that was nice too , as she sucked cock for the next ten minutes it seemed. I said to her she should be ready for the point of no return and that if there was anything else I would be pleased to do what I could.

  She murmured so sweetly that she was so indebted to me and I had performed the miracle of restoring her femininity in a way that it didn't matter she could not perform the sexual act, because she was parallelised and that wouldn't do any good anyway, but she was just happy to have enjoyed what we'd had and that it would be a crime for me to hold back now.

  "You want me to go all the way Pat?" I affirmed. She looked up at me once more, lowered the from of her dress to reveal some still pretty firm boobs.

  I knew what she wanted.

  "But if you don't mind will you do it a
s my arms are worn out, poor old thing."

  I completed a wonderful and happy contented afternoon by wanking myself and spurting over her boobs, She sighed and opened her mouth with sheer amazement, saying it was such a lovely thing to do and she would cherish it forever.

  "Or until the next time?" I asked.

  Her whole face lit up again and she said next time she would bake me a cake.

  I had a feeling I would enjoy that - and the cake!

  The End.

  Customer Service

  "Got it!" I exclaimed out loud as I had spent the last ten minutes in the parking lot of the local supermarket rummaging through the mess in the truck, searching for the list my cousin Jen had given me to shop from. I scrolled the list quickly and noticed there were only a few items, milk, eggs, and sugar. She was going to make some sort of cake.

  I brushed my clothes and sneakers off and headed for the door. The air conditioning was a relief as I stepped out the hot June sun and felt great on my face. I walked past the produce area and headed straight for the dairy section. I grabbed a gallon of milk from the shelf and almost walked off with it before I noticed it had already expired. I placed it back on the shelf and looked for another jug. To my surprise every carton of milk in the entire case was expired. I decided I could get milk at the gas station and kept moving along the aisle.

  I came to the eggs and saw a stock boy leaning over the area moving frantically. As I got closer I saw what his rush was for. Somehow, every single carton of eggs was smashed and leaking all over the case. I walked up to the goofy looking kid and asked "are there any eggs that aren't crushed? Perhaps in the back?" The kid looked up at me and shook his head, "No s-s-sorry," He stammered "We don't get another shipment until tomorrow."

  I said thank you and walked off slightly annoyed and went to look for the sugar. I came to isle 9 and walked down. About halfway down there was an empty space where the sugar was supposed to be. Now I was pretty pissed. I walked to the front and asked one of the girls at a register where the sugar was. She explained how they were having a sale and ran out and that I should go to the customer service desk to get a rain check.