Arousing Daddy's

by Taylor Sparks

  "That's it sweety," I whispered.

  "Oh so nice and strong,", she moaned. "There is oh...nothing like finding a man with experience to...ho baby...show you how it's done."

  "It matters to me," I said as I kissed her.

  As she looked into my eyes she seemed to believe my words. I directed her young body to start moving her hips on me again. It only took a second, and she understood and made the effort on her own. She moaned with a partial gasp each time as she looked into my eyes. Like two beams she told me all that I needed to know and sort of looked through me, a second before she closed her eyes and moaned an almost whine in delight. Faster she went with her face flush, she shook all over, then crashed her head against my chest, heaving her breath onto my skin.

  Taking her hand, I kissed it, then pulled it to the side. She seemed to know that I wanted her to stand. As she did, so did I. The experience had been so gentle thus far. But I wanted her to experience something more. I thought she might be ready for it. Perhaps an experience that was a bit more primal. I couldn't wait to see how she would like that.

  "What do you want me to do for you?" Betsie asked.

  "It's about what I can do for you," I smiled as I led her over to the desk.

  Looking around a second, but knowing full well what my room has for features, I know there is no place to lie down properly. There is no real comfortable way to do it the old fashioned way. I think she saw my pondering as she turned with a smile. Walking over to my desk she put her hands on it and slowly lowered herself, resting her elbows on the hard surface. Pushing up on herself just a bit, she spread her legs apart just a bit, as she bent right over, waiting for me. All her young womanhood smiled back at me in its unbelievable beauty. It seemed like she knew what she wanted and perhaps me as well.

  I approached and reached down to spread her legs apart more to my liking. She complied very quickly in a way that seemed to be in a hurry. Spreading her cheeks apart with my hand, I rubbed my stiffness on the length of her from hole to hole so to speak. She gasped in one particular place. I wonder if she thought I was going to get really dirty.

  "Oh my!" she panted as I slowly inserted into her tight womanhood.

  I didn't want to be too aggressive at first. I listened to her low pitched moans and simply enjoyed the tightness. Her sounds grew mellowed and I saw her fingers dig into my desk. I started to go a bit faster without thinking, and then realized it, slowing back down.

  "N...no, faster," she panted.

  "Are you sure?" I asked.

  "Oh yes please," she moaned. "Show me what you've got."

  "What do you mean?" I asked.

  "Come on, don't make me beg", she moaned.

  Doing as she seemed to want, I thrust into her as I held on to her hips. Her loud moan permeated the room. I felt her get tighter as her fingers crinkled up papers on my desk. I will have to explain that somehow, but who cares. She howled as the stack of papers slipped through her fingers on to the floor. I even heard a whimper as I started to slow. It was followed by an annoyed voice telling me, actually ordering me not to stop. Pushing into her now with everything I had, I felt her tighten.

  "I'm cumming!" she hollered.

  I slowed again and she told me to keep going. I would comply. It was too fantastic to stop just yet, but I soon realized that her beautiful tightness seemed to take its toll on my stamina. I couldn't hold it. Somehow she felt that too.

  "Oh cum baby yeah," she moaned, "Take it off and do it."

  "No...safer...this way," I grunted as I filled the condom.

  I looked down at her form, back to me as the sensation I had not experienced in so long made me almost lose my balance. I relished in it, and enjoyed until the very end, held inside of her not wanting to move. I wanted to stay there forever and for a moment I wished I could have.

  "Oh that's warm," she sighed as I pulled out quickly.

  I wanted to check just to make sure the protection had held. Her comment had made me nervous for a moment. Everything was ok, and I quickly pulled the condom off and wrapped it in a tissue from my desk. As I tossed it away, she turned around and smiled at me. Immediately she dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth once, then let go. As she stood up she touched her fingers to her lips.

  "I just had to see what it tastes like," she smiled as she rested her hand on my desk.

  "And?", I asked.

  "I um...have to get use to it," she said as she went to the doorway to the small office area.

  "Ok," I said as I went over to where my clothes were and glanced at my desk.

  "But I will," she said.

  "Ah why is my desk wet?" I asked.

  "I sorta drooled a little I think," she said as she winked at me and went out to the classroom.

  "Oh," I smiled.

  I assumed she was going out there to dress. Her words were on my mind and I wondered if there really was a next time. I couldn't help but remembering that she is over twenty years younger than me. Was this just physical, or was this town ready for something like this?

  I used the opportunity to get dressed, though I had a few nervous feelings about what I had done. She came in a few minutes later dressed in her graduation attire. I glanced at the clock was shocked that it was only ninety minutes until her big moment. Or as we both knew, her second big moment of the day. Kissing me on the cheek before she left, she whispered to me.

  "Don't let this be a one afternoon stand," she said and walked out the door quickly to get with her class.

  I went to graduation and cheered for everyone, including her. I think my applause was louder than anyone's. She gave me a hug after the ceremony and whispered the same reminder as earlier. Only this time she added another line. She had told me that it had started as a physical attraction, but that it can be so much more. I stayed around congratulating my other students and saying many farewells. As the students began to board the bus to head to project graduation I started to think a little. I watched her take her gown off and hand it to her parents. She smiled me, and boarded the bus. In that brief moment I could see that her feelings were much more than physical. I suddenly felt better than I had in a long time. I looked at her through the bus window and motioned for her to come off for a moment. I watched as she smiled again at me as she approached.

  "Coffee, 9 AM Monday at Torry's?" I asked.

  "I'd love to," she smiled.

  "Wonderful," I smiled.

  "I'd kiss you, but then it would be on the front page of the Gazette," she smiled as she got back on the bus with a smile.

  As I turned, the town Sheriff was standing a dozen or so feet behind me looking in my direction. My heart sank a moment as I watched him approach. I was thinking that my life was about to become a lot more complicated. Somehow it didn't matter.

  "Sorry to bother you with this today John but, well this is yours," the Sheriff said as he handed me a large envelope.

  I knew what it was. I did breathe a sigh of relief because it wasn't about what I thought. But I knew what was in the envelope. It was the divorce papers, signed and delivered. Somehow it didn't seem to matter as much today. So I just took it and walked away. Waving to the bus, I got into my car and went home.

  I wondered as I drove home what the future would hold for me. I thought about it all weekend. I also made a big decision in those few days. I wondered if I should even stay in this town. Bad marriage, and not feeling like I made a difference would certainly prompt anyone to leave. A full year later as I write this in my home office in my new suburban home, I know the answer to that. Just as I know so well the owner of the sweet voice that just called me out for dinner.

  The End.

  Fire Danger

  Jared looked into the rear view mirror studying the flames. They seemed to be following him down the long, narrow country road. "Damn, if the winds change we'll be screwed," he thought as he drove deeper into the canyon. This section of the canyon had sprouted up cabins over the past 4 years for people wanting to leave the city. Fo
rests burn, they need to burn and now this canyon was an urban interface. It hadn't burned in almost 10 years; the carrier fuels were heavy; this could get real ugly, real fast.

  Helen smelled smoke on the light breeze and wondered who would have a fire this time of year. The neighborhood association had warned all the residents not to do any burning because the fire danger was extreme. It's probably one of those prescribed burns she had read about. Something about fire cleaning up the forest floor and then the trees grew better. As she started up the stairs to her log cabin the phone began ringing. Opening the door she ran and picked up the receiver just in time to hear her mother's hysterical warnings about being burnt in the worse fire in the past decade.

  "Mom, slow down. What are you talking about? What fire? The canyon is on fire. Ten thousand acres have burned. No, I haven't heard the news. Ok, ok I'll turn on the television. Mom, I wanted to move to the Canyon. I'd had enough of city life; sometimes a person has to reconnect with nature and I'd trade the chance of fire to gangs any day," Helen explained as she balanced the phone in the crook of her neck and reached for the television remote.

  "Yes, mom I see. It's channel 24. Let me call you back I can't concentrate on what they're saying and your constant chatter. Yes, I promise I'll call you right back. I'm NOT on fire mom; I don't see flames. I promise, I'll call back," Helen placed the phone on the cradle and sat on the futon to watch the footage of the fire that seemed to be headed her way. She had made sure her cabin was cleared to 100 feet and that all the flammable containers and the wood stack were stored at opposite sides of the land beyond the 100 foot margin. No pine needles littered the roof. A fire traveling fast and crowning might pose a threat yet she had followed the Forest Service guidelines exactly. She knew they would send fire officials to warn residents when they needed to evacuate. No one had knocked at her door so that had to be a good sign.

  Picking up the phone she was relieved when her mother's answering machine clicked on. "Mom, there is a danger. I'm going to pack the truck and be ready to pull out. No one has come by to warn me so I think I'm ok for now. I'll call later." Hanging up the phone she looked around and wondered aloud, "What has to go with me? I've pared down to the bare essentials so what has to go with me?" She immediately packed the dog's food and leash; she'd also need some clothes, basic food and water just in case the pass through the canyon was closed.

  The sound of a vehicle in her drive brought a reflexive gasp as she looked out to see a Forest Service green rig pulling to the front door. A man of about 40 stepped out, not bad looking and in uniform so she probably didn't have to worry about a serial killer. She opened the door and again noticed the smell of smoke in the air. "Good morning. My name is Jared Spelling. We are warning residents that an evacuation might be necessary. It would be best if you packed a few things and got ready to leave. We'll be back to give you the evacuation command should it become necessary." Helen looked at the man and smiled. She thanked him. He smiled back at her, tipped his hat and left. Jared, the Forest Service official, was gone as quickly as he had come.

  Helen looked around; what next? A shower, she hadn't had a shower today best to get cleaned up and be ready to go, if needed. Walking out to the back porch, she crossed over to the outside shower. She quickly stripped out of her jeans, panties, T-shirt and bra stepping into the stream of water. She had made a great decision buying the place and setting it up to be environmentally-friendly and rustic. The water spraying over her body as she soaped felt erotic and her nipples were instantly hard. It certainly wasn't easy finding a sex partner in the boonies but her imagination and a variety of dildoes and vibrators kept her satisfied. How long had it been since she had masturbated? Soaping her body she realized she was aroused and lingered over her clit and vaginal opening. At least two weeks she mused...it had to have been at least two weeks because she had been busy canning blackberries and she had stayed up late several nights to work on her book. The familiar zing of true arousal struck her cunt; she was instantly wet and so very receptive to a hard cock... Just thinking about it was making her knees weak. A flesh and blood cock, hard, ready...ooohhh moaning she slipped two fingers into her cunt curling them so she'd hit her G-spot...deep, rhythmic pressure then withdrawing to rub her clit. Leaning against the wall of the open shower, eyes closed she felt her orgasm building quickly.

  As Jared drove away he felt mildly excited. The woman at the last cabin was pretty and she had smiled at him. He'd make sure that if an evacuation order was issued he would personally go back to her place. Maybe she was single, great tits and a nice ass perhaps she was as lonely and horny as he was who knows maybe he could comfort her. His radio crackled and there it was the order to evacuate this section of the canyon. He whipped the truck around quickly and headed back to the woman's cabin.

  When he drove into the driveway she didn't come to the door. As he walked across the porch he didn't see her inside and decided to walk around back she was probably packing her vehicle. As he turned the corner of the cabin, his heart almost stopped at the sight in front of him. The woman was nude, standing in an outside shower water running down her body; she was clearly masturbating. His cock was rock hard in seconds. She was dipping the fingers of her right hand in and out of her cunt and her left hand was squeezing her nipple. She was actually humping her own hand. Her head was off to one side, her mouth open, gasping and she was leaning against the wall of the shower. He thought he could hear her moaning over the sound of the water. He reached down to readjust his cock and rubbed his hand over it. Pre-come had already seeped through his pants.

  Helen was deeply aroused oblivious to her surroundings so that when Zip, her terrier, started to bark she jumped not realizing he was so close to her. She looked first at Zip and then up at what he was barking at...the man, the Forest Service man was standing not 20 feet from her. She immediately saw his cock clearly outlined through his pants and the wet spot that revealed his arousal. She didn't feel frightened. Her body jerked and her cunt clenched hard at the sight of the swollen member restrained in his pants.

  Jared saw the dog out of the corner of his eye just as he started barking at him. He glanced at the dog then back at the woman who was obviously staring at the bulge in his pants. He thought he saw her body move towards him and he found himself crossing the yard discarding his clothes without even thinking of what he was doing. It just seemed natural. His body wanted this woman and he knew her body wanted him. By the time he reached her, his cock was free, his pants falling down his legs, his shirt had come off he didn't remember how. When he reached for her, she jumped into his arms wrapping her legs around his waist impaling herself on his cock in one swift movement. He thought he'd topple over yet he managed to lean her up against the shower wall and hammer into her. He could feel her feet pushing into his butt pulling him deeper and holding him inside her. Her cunt was wet and tight; it seemed to be milking the very life out of him. When her vagina started spasmodic contractions he felt his cock swell and explode. He couldn't hold back the flood of come as he pumped into her willing body. Her head was on his shoulder and she was softly moaning, her cunt continued squeezing him with tiny contractions. He honestly felt he had emptied his life into her. Her legs slid down his ass and he became aware of the shower still spraying on both of them. When her feet hit the ground his cock slid from her cunt, a gush of fluids followed. He was still leaning into her. He looked at her; she was facing him as tears ran down her cheeks both were still breathing hard. She reached over and shut off the water. Zip was standing at the woman's feet looking up at her wagging his tail.

  When Jared pulled away from the woman she almost fell. He felt woozy himself and reached out and steadied himself on the shower wall. Jared felt self-conscious, now what? He had just fucked a stranger half dressed in his uniform and a fire was raging towards them. What if the crews showed up and found him bare ass naked in a shower with one of those pain-in-the-ass canyon tree huggers?

  Helen saw the man walking towards her. He r
ipped open his shirt and threw it on the ground. He unbuckled his pants, unzipped them and his cock sprang free pointing directly at her. She wanted it; she had to have that cock deep inside her. When he reached her, she leapt into his arms grasping his waist with her legs to pull him deep into her. He slid in easily. What a great cock, a big, fat head something a girl's cunt could really suck on. And suck she did -- her cunt seemed to come to life -- grasping, pulling, and clinging to the throbbing life deep within her. She could feel the weight of his body against her as he leaned their bodies into the shower wall. Her orgasm took her violently. With the first spasms she felt his cock swell even more and knew he was going to come deep inside her. He came for what seemed like minutes. As her orgasm subsided the tiny aftershocks rocked her body she felt her cunt milking even more of his come. She felt drugged. Her legs slid down. She felt the earth and realized she had to lean against the wall and the stranger to keep from falling. Turning off the water she saw Zip at her feet and smiled at him. "Mom got fucked good, big guy," she mused. Looking at the stranger their eyes met it was then she realized she had been weeping. Deep, soul-level orgasms always left her weeping. What was his name? Why had he returned?

  Jared pulled away from the woman and handed her the towel hanging over a chair. She took the towel and wrapped her body. She started walking toward the cabin. He followed her picking up his clothes and dressing as they walked. When they reached the porch he said, "You have to leave; the evacuation has been ordered. You must leave now. Are you ready? I can help you pack your truck." Helen turned dressing quickly in front of the stranger. She grabbed Zip's belongings and a few of her own and headed out the door. When she reached the truck, the stranger said, "Go to the base set up at the far end of the canyon. You can wait there. I'll meet you there. I have to get to the others quickly." Then he kissed her, a deep, passionate kiss. A kiss that told her he knew her.