by Sofia Connor
He wasn't exactly what she was expecting. He was shorter than most of her lovers. His head was shaved but she could see that he was going bald anyway. His torso was long but his lower body wasn't in proportion. His glasses gave him a slightly nerdish look. He wore a sleeveless t-shirt that accented his broad shoulders and nylon sport shorts that came down below his knees. His smile was warm and easy, he was skittish, she sensed his unease. He sat at the edge of the bed and offered a hand shake. As awkward as the moment was for all of them, the gesture made them all laugh. "Well, I guess Miss Manners wouldn't have rule for proper manners in this situation," Andy offered.
Anna graciously took his offered hand in both of hers and gently squeezed. She looked into his soft brown eyes and said; "take off your clothes now and fuck me hard."
"Oh, well' coughed Andy, "I'll take that as a cue and I'll let you two have a moment to get to know each other." He quietly glided across the room to his large overstuffed chair. In the warm gentle glow of the fire lights, Alex became almost a ghost.
He felt his heart pumping hard in his chest. He found these early moments of the session to be the most stressful. He was torn between moments of painful jealousy and pure sexual excitement. His own cock was only slightly chubbed. He watched them closely with an intensity that would have frightened both of them had they been able to see him.
It was the sounds that brought on his erection. First as they kissed and later his cock stiffened harder as he listen to Anna's little whimpers and gasps of pleasure as their love making quickened it's pace.
Anna had no knowledge of the sounds she made; she was not a vocal person when she was having sex. The only sounds she made were involuntary except that Andy had trained her to announce her orgasms. She did as she was taught but even then she would merely whisper "I'm cumming" under her breath. You had to be paying close attention to pick up the gentle exultations of climax. Andy listened closely, he clearly heard her gasp as the young bucks cock pushed its way deep up into her most sacred and private places. Her first, "I cumming" of the night came shortly after. He watched the young man humping away at his wife and noticed the boy never broke his rhythm while Anna came off.
He had mounted her in the missionary position, she had pulled and held her legs back to allow him deep and full penetration and it didn't take but a few long pumps to bring her to her first release of the night. Andy's heart raced, he squeezed the shaft of his cock and a large drip of pre-cum oozed its way out. He stroked his long shaft in a coordinated rhythm to the boys pumping of his wife. He was careful to watch silently, not wanting to break the sexual bubble that filled the room. He knew Anna was just drunk enough to be uninhibited in her wantonness. He liked her slightly drunk and horny and he loved it when she let herself loose while he silently stroked himself in his darken corner.
Alex immediately liked Anna when she ordered him to undress. This was a woman he understood. He had heard that request before, other cock starved mothers had spoken to him like that often and he was always richly rewarded for complying. Alex lost no time in disrobing and climbing up onto the rich mans bed. Anna's gentle fingers found his chubbing manhood and his dick hardened quickly under her masterful manipulations. They kissed softly at first, tasting and probing but soon they were fucking each the others mouths with their tongues. Anna felt Alex's cock searching, bumping, seeking her birth canal for penetration. It slid up and over her clitoris making her shiver with delight. Her worries and fears of the early evening were gone, Andy wasn't anywhere in her consciousness, the moment was all about the thick, hot piece of flesh that was trying to work itself into her womanhood and she wanted desperately to make that happen.
"Oh, my God," she thought, "put it in, put it in please." Alex, as if he could read her mind, reached down and guided the mushroom head of his cock to her wet and opened vaginal lips. Anna gasped as the fat head spread her open. Her eyes rolled back as the unspeakable pleasure ripped through her needy body. "Oh God, he's going to make me cum. Fuck," she thought, "I'm going to cum off. Yes, she hissed, I'm cumming."
Alex ignored her announcement. He was glad she nutted so easily. He knew now he could make her continue to cum and he worked his shaft down as deep into her as was possible.
Not all women were able to take his full length but this one did it effortlessly. He liked feeling his testicles slap into Anna's ass as he pounded her steadily. She pulled her legs back hard as if trying to get his cock even deeper into her wetness. She grunted wordlessly as the youngster reached deep into places in Anna that Andy had never been able to reach.
"I'm cumming" Anna announced for the second time. Andy's response was a shiver of pleasure through his own cock. He squeezed just behind the head of his dick to stop his own orgasm from happening. He could see that Alex had stopped with his wife fully impaled on his manhood while she grunted and gasped herself franticly to orgasm. Alex waited until she completed her cum before he pulled his long maleness out of her. Anna wasted no time in climbing up and onto her stud and she wasted not a moment in guiding his big headed shaft into her sloppy wet cunt.
Andy quietly moved to the foot of the bed to get a different and better view of the action. Anna's tits were flopping, her asshole clenched each time she forced herself down onto the young fellows dick. Alex reached up and began to pull on her sexually excited nipples the result was quick and in Andy's case, predictable. "I'm cumming, oh God Andy, I'm cumming" Anna squealed in delight. Again the stud stiffened and allowed Andy's wife to finish enjoying the orgasmic spasms that rolled through her soft white flesh. Her eyes were squeezed shut and waves of red flushed through her chest and back. Andy could see the goose bumps on her arms. "The best, the best, Andy, he's the best cock I've ever fucked," Anna exclaimed. "Enjoy my darling don't stop now," Andy answered. "I'm not done with him yet" was Anna's reply as she resumed the fucking of her boy. Although not yet sated, Anna humping suggested none of the hysterics of her previous ride. This time she slowly worked the shaft its full length with slow precise strokes. She pulled herself up and let his cock almost completely out of her honey hole so she could enjoy feeling the enormous head fill her slot back up. Oh, Andy, his head is so big, so good. Andy was stroking away at his own need. He wished he could have filmed this. His excitement at hearing Anna's exultations would be unexplainable to the normals but it was the greatest of all symphonies to his twisted ears. He couldn't hold back any longer and with a groan he released his sperm onto the carpeted floor.
His sudden and unexpected release seemed to spur the couple on the bed to further heights. Perhaps it was the smell of his ejaculate copiously spilled out onto the floor that keyed his wife and her young man to finish their dance. Alex simultaneously pushed his cock deep into Anna while pulling her down hard to him. I'm cumming lady; I'm going to cum in you. "Yes, yes, cum in me" Anna called out in response. "Andy, he's cumming in me, I'm going to cum again". The lustiness of the moment was lost on Andy. His orgasm had drained him of any sexual interest; he was slouched, eyes closed in his chair as his wife and her young stud found their greatest release of the night together.
Alex pulled up his pants and looked over at Anna lying on the bed. She was on her back with one leg spread open, Alex's sperm coated her swollen vaginal lips. Andy, wrapped himself in his robe and walked his well paid serviceman to the door. If you ever need my services again, I'll be happy to come back, Alex said with a grin. Thanks, Andy replied with a warm smile. I'll give you a call as soon as that itch of Anna's comes back. You scratched it well......
The End.
A Foot Up
Paul exited his office heading toward the mail room, as he stepped into the room he ran directly into a young lady heading out. With a slight screech the poor girl landed flat on her butt.
"Oh my god," Paul said with concern, reaching down to help her up. "Are you alright?"
As he bent to take her hand, his eyes diverted to her legs, down to her sandaled feet and up to the sight of her panty clad pussy, then back down her leg
s to her pretty little feet and painted toenails. Helping her up to her feet, Paul again apologized, "I am so sorry, I didn't see you, are you alright?"
"Please, please, I am fine," the girl said, "I should have been paying attention to where I was walking."
Picking up the papers that had fallen all over the floor, Paul noticed that they were all new hire paperwork.
Standing there looking at the poor girls small stature and confused look he said, "Hi, my name is Paul."
Reaching out her hand she said, "I am Debbie, this is my first day and I was acquainting myself with the area, my office is just down the hall."
"Well Debbie," Paul said, "it is my pleasure to meet you, and again I am sorry for the rude meeting, I have been with this company for nearly 20 years now, I will be happy to show you around."
This began their friendship, more of a father/daughter friendship due to the vast difference in ages, Paul being 57 and Debbie 30. But still a very close friendship.
Over the next 5 years, Paul and Debbie would often have lunch together, sometimes going out to a small diner in the area, other times just sitting in one or the others office and talking. They even went out for dinner once a week or so. During all these times they learned about each other and their friendship grew very strong.
One afternoon while enjoying a lunch together, Paul mentioned the start of the summer farmers market that weekend.
"Debbie," Paul said, "the farmers market starts this weekend, how about you and I go there Saturday night and check it out?"
"That would be fun Paul," she replied, "I have wanted to go there for some time, but I didn't want to go alone, I fear I would get lost in the crowds being so short."
"There is no way any man could lose a beauty like you," Paul said with a smile and wink. "So, how about I pick you up around 5pm Saturday and we can make a date of it." Paul said.
"Oh, a date is it, it's about time you asked." Debbie said with a wink.
Looking up at her, Paul was suddenly struck with her beauty. Standing all of 5', with beautiful blue eyes and light brown hair that framed her pretty young face. Paul felt a tinge of desire.
The rest of the work week was hell on Paul, he was noticing more and more just how beautiful Debbie was, she didn't help matters with her dress style that week, to Paul it seemed like he was actually seeing her for the first time after 5 years of knowing her. She always wore open toed shoes and Paul's eyes always went to her sexy feet first and wandered up her curvy body, enjoying the fantastic way her round butt looked in her skirts and her overflowing breasts were magnificent. On more than one occasion Paul found himself in the men's room relieving some sexual tension to his fantasy thoughts of Debbie.
Finally it was Saturday, Paul woke early with a his hand wrapped around his erect dick, slowly he began to stroke himself, picturing Debbie's naked curvy body next to him.
"My god," he thought to himself, "I am acting like a horny teenager." As he continued to stroke himself to orgasm.
Paul drove to Debbie's apartment at 4:30 Saturday afternoon, feeling kind of a guilty nervousness because of his recently discovered dirty old man thoughts of this young lady, he rang her doorbell.
Debbie opened the door to step out and Paul was instantly hard when he saw her. Debbie, dressed in a light summer dress that was probably a good 4 inches above her knees was a vision, her feet clad only in flip flops with her cute little toes painted a light pink.
Stammering a bit, Paul exclaimed, "Wow, you look fantastic."
"Why thank you kind sir, and you look pretty good in a pair of shorts yourself," Debbie said coyly. Watching his eyes as they roamed up and down her body, she smiled.
Paul opened the car door for Debbie to get in, as she sat, he got a nice look at her thighs as her skirt rode up a bit. His mind still lost in the sight, Debbie looked up at him and asked, "are you alright, Paul?"
With a slight shudder Paul replied, "huh, oh, yes, I am fine, just lost in thought for a moment."
As they drove, Paul kept stealing glances at Debbie, watching the bounce of her breasts with the movement of the car, looking down at her bared thighs and pretty little toes. These glances did not go unnoticed by Debbie, she purposely shifted a few times so that her skirt would slide up a little further, all the while smiling and enjoying the tease.
As they walked the streets, stopping at various fruit and vegetable stands their bodies often were touching, each slight touch of Debbie's body would send electric shocks through Paul, at one point as Debbie was slightly bent forward checking out some fresh tomatoes Paul got bumped and was pushed right up against her ass. His hands quickly went forward to steady himself landed on her hips. Debbie was at first startled but pushed back lightly and gave a little wiggle as she reached back to place her hand over Paul's, a slight sigh coming from her lips.
Paul stepped back a bit, his hands still on her hips and her hand still over his. Thinking to himself, "damn, I do hope she didn't notice how aroused I am."
After a few hours of browsing the stands and chatting about life in general they decided it was time to head off, placing their bags in the truck, Paul walked over to open the door for Debbie, as he reached for the door Debbie raised up on her toes and gave Paul a quick kiss on his lips. "Paul," she said, "that was fun, thank you for bringing me."
Paul, taken by surprise with the kiss said, "it is always a pleasure to be in the company of beauty."
Paul got in the car and glanced over at Debbie, she was taking off her flip flops and giving her feet a little rub. "I haven't walked this much in years, my feet are a bit sore, and strangely I am a bit hungry," Debbie said.
"Well, why don't we stop by my place for a quick bite and you can put your feet up for a while," Paul replied.
"Oh, that would be fantastic, I'm really not ready to lose your company just yet." Debbie said grinning.
As they entered Paul's house he took the bags of produce and placed them in the fridge saying, "go have a seat in the living room, get your poor tired feet up and relax, I'll make a quick meal and bring in some wine."
Bringing in a small plate of snacks and a bottle of wine Paul stopped and stared, Debbie was sitting on his couch her feet up on the coffee table, eyes closed and dress up almost to her panties. As he stared at her, watching the rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed his eyes devoured her body, walking around the table he looked first at the beauty of her feet and let his gaze continue up her legs, finally with a sharp intake of his breath he saw her panty clad pussy fully exposed to him. Paul almost dropped the plate of food as he stared at this forbidden fruit. Setting down the plate and glasses he poured them both a glass of wine and sat down on the other side of the sofa.
Debbie opened her eyes slowly, taking the wine from Paul took a sip and sighed, "my poor feet will never forgive me."
Setting his glass on the table, Paul says, "why don't you put your feet up on my lap, I will give them a massage, matter of fact, let me get some lotion." Standing Paul went to his room, coming back with the lotion and a warm damp towel he sat and patted his lap, "bring em on over here," he told Debbie.
Debbie lifted her feet off the table and turned her body toward Paul, gently setting her feet onto his lap.
Grabbing the warmed towel Paul first gave her feet a gentle bath with it, wrapping first one foot then the other in the warmth of the towel. Putting some lotion on his hands, Paul began to massage Debbie's feet, going from one foot to the other letting the moisturizer soak in, "You do have very pretty feet," he said.
Debbie only moaned as she leaned back to enjoy this new sensation.
As Paul lifted one of her feet to work on the bottom side, adding more lotion as it was absorbed, letting his fingers caress gently between her toes, Debbie leaned back and closed her eyes, letting this new sensual feeling relax her body. "My god Paul, your hands are amazing," she said in a low whisper, "I could take this forever."
Paul continued working tenderly on her right foot, while her left foot, still on
his lap would flex and move slowly. This movement, along with the soft feeling of her other foot in his hands caused Paul's dick to start hardening under his shorts. Squirming a bit, trying to adjust the pressure in his pants only made things worse, his movements caused her foot to be rubbing gently on his ever hardening dick. "If she feels that she's going to think I am an old pervert," Paul thought to himself.
Paul then lifted her foot to his lips and gave it a kiss before laying it in his lap to begin work on the other.
Feeling Paul's lips touch her foot, Debbie felt her pussy actually tingle. "My goodness, I am getting turned on by a foot kiss," she thought to herself with surprise.
As Paul changed feet Debbie felt his hardness under her freshly loved foot on his lap, bending her leg slightly she rested the arch of her foot directly over Paul's hard on and rubbed a little. Causing a light groan to escape Paul's mouth. Even through his shorts the feeling was incredible.
Hearing his moan Debbie began to feel herself moistening, her pussy started to tingle as the touch of his hands on one foot and the feeling of his hardness under the other sent uncontrollable feelings through her body. Debbie began rubbing her foot in his lap up and down his dick, not only did the feeling of his shorts sort of tickle her, the feeling of his hard dick turned her on, feeling his hands grip the foot he was massaging, suddenly Paul's hold on her foot tightened, she could feel his hips lift slightly and could hear his breathing become more rapid and deep. The next thing she felt sent her over the edge, Paul lifted her foot to his mouth and began to suck her toes, her hand went straight to her pussy on its own as she came, feeling Paul's tongue on her toes she felt his hips pump, and his dick pulse under the pressure of her foot.