by Storm, A J
Alan showed his frustration by pulling away from my embrace jerking my jeans completely off my legs. He ripped his own shirt off and shoved me over to the bed. I began laughing a sexy, deep throated laugh which made him moan, letting me know I was driving him fucking crazy. Pulling me down with him, he began exploring every part of me with his fingers and lips. His tongue brushed its way down between my legs and he groaned with pleasure as I automatically opened my thighs wide for him. Heat coming off my pussy must have been fucking arousing to him as he flicked his tongue over my entire slit. I heard him groan the word “fuck” as he came up for air.
“God Emily, you are wetter now than when we first started. The inside of your thighs are glistening with wetness,” he groaned as he lapped every drop. “Your arousal smells as sweet as your taste.”
There was no doubt, he knew I wanted him. I wanted him to fuck me right now but he wasn’t going to pass up tasting more of my honey.
Alan drove his tongue inside my sex making me cry out with pleasure. He sucked all I had to offer and then moved his tongue to my clit flicking and swirling it over and over. Just as I would start to build he would take it away making me whine. He was skilled with his tongue but a devil with his teasing.
My body was restless and so damn hot I thought I was going to die. Alan knew exactly what he was doing to me and knew he was good at it. I grabbed his head gripping it against my crotch. My fingers laced through his hair begging him to go deeper, faster, and harder. His tongue had a rhythm all its own and I pumped my hips matching him stroke for stroke. He drove me higher and higher until I felt I was close to the edge. Two fingers suddenly thrust into my pussy stroking my sweet spot with that come hither motion sending me straight to the peak. My body shuddered as he sucked my clit between his teeth and lips continuing to stroke my G spot. I flew off the ledge sailing into an amazing explosion hitting me with wave after wave of exquisite pleasure. I bucked my pussy against his tongue riding the waves as far as I could.
“Hell yes, Alan. Please. God, don’t stop,” I screamed as I crested over that peak riding it down. He made me cum hard and I had to have more of him.
“Fuck, little girl, I love hearing you scream my name,” he purred as I rocked my hips against his face. He brought his fingers up to my face ordering me to lick them clean.
“Oh shit, Alan, you’re making me horny again!” as I sucked each of his fingers with my lips and tongue. It had been a long time since I had become turned on again so soon after an orgasm. He kissed me long and hard grinding my juices between our lips and tongues.
“Emily, there’s a condom on my night stand and I want you to open it and put it on me,” pointing to the table.
I tore it open placing it over the tip of his cock. I looked at him through lidded eyes taking my teeth and lips gently rolling it down the length of his thick erection. Alan groaned and I could see by the strain on his face he was fighting to hold back his orgasm. A huge grin was plastered across my face satisfied with what I had done.
“Damn, Emily, you’re destroying all of my control,” he moaned with need. “I want to wrap myself around you and never let go. I have to be inside of you now! Straddle my lap facing me so I can watch your eyes and face while I fuck you,” he told me.
I got up on the bed over his lap and lowered my heat onto his erection while I held onto his shoulders. My muscles squeezed his dick as I slowly lowered myself onto his shaft.
“You’re driving me nuts, little girl,” he blurted out through gritted teeth. “I am tempted to pound the hell out of you with my dick.”
“God, Alan, you make me so hot,” I whispered.
His shaft felt good inside of me as I started to move up and down deliberately squeezing my muscles. The pleasure was growing in me again as his cock rubbed against all the right spots.
He let out a low, guttural moan from his throat as I drove my body up and down against his. “Oh shit, I can feel your pussy pulsing around my shaft. It feels like heaven and I can’t control myself any longer.”
Grabbing my hips and holding me tight, he pounded his cock up into my core as our bodies slapped together. His pounding increased until his body went rigid and exploded inside me. I could actually feel his cock releasing jets of cum into the condom.
I continued to ride him while he slipped his thumb against my clit crashing me over the edge again. I rocked against him pressing my pussy closer to his body and squeezing until I no longer had strength. He wrapped me in his arms letting me collapse against his chest while we both thrust one final time to ride the last wave.
Sweat covered our bodies and dripped onto the sheets as we rolled and lay on the bed side by side.
“You are one amazing woman, Emily Terbridge,” he praised as we still held on to each other.
I stroked his chest playing with the silver hair around his nipples and ending in a trail leading down to his cock. I drew lazy circles in his hair as I mellowed from the orgasms. Alan closed his eyes and smiled letting me know the touch of my fingers trailing across his chest and stomach pleased him. Our legs intertwined as he reached and cupped my pussy in his hand.
“You surprise me, little girl!” he teased.
“How’s that?” I lazily asked.
“You shave your pussy! There’s nothing I love more than a soft, smooth pussy just ripe for my tongue exploration.” he answered.
I could feel the heat spread across my face and knew that I was blushing bright red. Alan laughed at me pulling me closer to him. “Alan, why do you always call me little girl? I am not a girl and hardly little!”
He slapped me hard across my ass saying, “Stop putting yourself down! I will continue to punish you until you do.” he threatened.
The slap hurt and I flinched from it as he rolled me onto my back looking hard into my eyes. I smiled up at him and his eyes twinkled but he didn’t smile back. I arched one eyebrow with a smirk and asked, “Punishment? Are you a Dom?”
“I was. I haven’t played or taken a sub in a couple of years,” he replied. “I needed to take a step back from it when a situation became difficult. You would make a very interesting sub.”
I roared with laughter. “With my stubborn streak? I would be in the dog house all of the time.”
Now Alan smiled at me. “It wouldn’t take me long at all to train you the proper way to submit to me. And just think how much fun I would have doing it! Have you ever tried it?”
“No, Doug and I talked about it when I became interested in it but he couldn’t get past the punishment phase. He always claimed he loved and respected me too much for that!” I answered.
“Didn’t he realize it’s what you want and need? It’s obvious to me!” he expressed.
“He wasn’t a Dom, Alan, and we had been equals in and out of the bedroom for a very long time. I didn’t realize I was a sub until after my fifties. By then, we were set in stone,” I explained.
Alan leaned on his elbows hovering over me getting a good view of my face and eyes. “What about now? Don’t you want to at least explore it? Could you really be happy spending the rest of your days always wondering but never knowing?” he asked.
“I’m not sure I would want to give that kind of control to any man now if the truth were known,” I shared.
He traced his fingers over my scars again and bent down to kiss them. I teared up trying so desperately not to let them out. “Who better to teach you, little girl, than someone who already thinks you are beautiful, courageous, and has me wrapped around your little finger.”
Chapter Nine
I lay there looking into Alan’s face trying to determine if this man was serious or not. How had I gotten to this point? I knew very little about this man except the fact he was a widower from Arkansas, was sixty-nine years old, and he loved Harley motorcycles. That wasn’t much to base any kind of relationship on.
As I continued to stare at him, Alan had a worried look on his face. He flipped us over with me lying on his chest. Smiling, he raised my
hair spreading it across his chest.
“Your hair is beautiful,” his voice having a tone of awe in it. He placed his hand against my cheek and asked, “What is troubling you now, Emily?”
“I’m wondering how I let myself get to this point,” I answered, “I know nothing of you and yet you’re asking me if I want to be a sub for you. I have to ask myself if you are really serious. How will that work with us living so far apart? If I don’t know you, how do I trust you enough to be my Dom?”
“You’ve got valid points and I am sure you’re uneasy at the thought of giving me total control,” he agreed. “What if we take the rest of your vacation sight-seeing, sharing personal information to become better friends? Then on your last day we’ll do a practice Dom/sub scene to discover if this lifestyle is for you. I have a friend who lives just outside of Sturgis who has a dungeon in his home and I know he will let us use it for the afternoon. There won’t be any pressure. If you decide it isn’t what you want or that you don’t want it with me, I won’t argue with you.”
I was thinking about his suggestions without saying anything at all. He continued playing with my hair saying he was watching the light dance off of the silver. He ran his fingers down to the ends bringing them up to his nose inhaling.
“Your shampoo smells like coconut and pineapples. It reminds me of a tropical breeze. It smells like heaven and I would love to lose myself in it.”
I snuggled closer to his chest wondering how it would be to become involved romantically with him. Can I truly trust him?
“What else is bothering you?” he asked.
I decided to be open and honest with him. “That I am lying in your arms naked after having the most incredible sex with a man I don’t actually know. I have never done this before and I have to tell you I am afraid it makes me cheap and slutty! The fact that I am attracted to you, craving your touch makes me want to do almost anything to please you. It scares the fucking hell out of me and I don’t know how to stop,” I told him.
“First of all, you are not cheap and you are not slutty. You are a woman with a high capacity for passion that I find fucking attractive. Second, are you sure you want to stop?” he asked tracing his finger up and down my arm.
“Stop!” I scolded. “You’re making it impossible for me to think.”
I moved the hand I was leaning on and swatted his finger away losing my balance and falling face first on his chest with a thud. We both burst into laughter and he embraced me tighter against his chest rocking me to an unheard beat.
I sat up gazing into his blue-gray eyes trying to read his face for any hint of what he was thinking that I might have missed. His pure silver hair and moustache intrigued me and I reached down to gently trace his moustache with my finger from one end of it to the other. Alan closed his eyes smiling so I continued to brush my fingers along his face. He opened his eyes cupping my face with his hand and I melted into it rubbing my cheek against his skin.
I smiled down at him and finally agreed, “Okay, I’ll agree to your suggestions, but let’s move ‘Dungeon Day’ to Saturday just in case I need to take a mental health day and recover before I fly out on Monday. In exchange, Thursday and Friday will be strictly ‘get to know each other’ days and will not include sex! You may kiss me, you may touch and hold me, you may even make me horny as hell but there will be no sex for those two days. ”
Alan threw back his head laughing out loud arching an eyebrow at me. “What about Saturday, little girl?”
“Once my mind and heart know I can trust you and agree to participate, ‘Dungeon Day’ is totally under your control, Sir,” I assured him.
He peered deeply into my eyes as if trying to memorize my face and answered, “Agreed! And just so you know, you’re calling me ‘Sir’ is a fucking turn on.”
I shot back at him, “Good! Now, since this is technically still Wednesday, will you do me a very big favor?”
“Anything,” Alan answered.
“For lack of a better definition of what we have, would you please make love to me again?” I begged.
Alan’s face softened as he watched me blush. Stroking my hair once again, he answered me, “It would be my honor to give you sexual pleasure, little girl. And I would say what we have, is a strong mutual gravitational attraction to each other and to passion. I will make passionate love to you.”
We spent the next two hours making love not once, but twice and falling helplessly into exhaustion. Alan asked me to spend the night so that he could continue to hold my naked body in his arms.
My reply was, “Yes! I couldn’t walk if I wanted to. ”
We both laughed and I snuggled closer to him as I drifted off to sleep.
“How did I get so lucky to find you, little girl,” he whispered into my ear.
He didn’t know that I was still half awake when he murmured it wrapping his arms around me tighter. With the warmth of his words and body, I couldn’t stay awake.
*****
Alan woke before I did. I heard him shower and call the restaurant ordering a light picnic lunch packed to go, telling them he would pick it up at breakfast. I turned over and looked at him dressed in low rise jeans and nothing else. ‘Damn, he is gorgeous,’ I thought to myself. He leaned over my side of the bed giving me a delicious wake up kiss running his tongue over my lips before he pressed against mine. My body heated at the touch of his lips and then I remembered I hadn’t brushed my teeth yet. Inching my hand between our mouths, I apologized. He shook his head taking my hand away and continued to kiss me deep. He tasted of mint and fresh breath as his teasing tongue made my blood pump faster.
Pulling away, he looked down at me coaxing, “Get up lazy bones, we are off on our adventure today and I already ordered a picnic lunch. We are picking it up at breakfast and it is already seven in the morning. Day light is being wasted!”
“Give me thirty minutes to shower and freshen my make-up,” I ordered back. “Meet me in front of my cabin then.”
“Ahhh, trying to get in all the bossing around you can get away with before ‘Dungeon Day’ are you?” he laughed at me.
“No, I’m not,” I snapped and rolled my eyes. “I just know how long I need to get ready.”
I winked at him and began stretching my body trying to wake up enough to leave for my cabin. My muscles hurt in all the most deliciously appropriate places reminding me of the sensuous evening we had. It made me horny all over again. I threw my legs over the side of the bed moaning with each movement of my body.
Alan smiled like he knew something that I didn’t but decided against voicing it.
“Just what are you smiling at, Mister?” I blatantly asked.
“How much I approve of your moans and the reasons for them. I’ll meet you in thirty minutes, little girl. Be ready!” he laughingly ordered.
I rolled my eyes again smiling to myself as I relived each glorious moment that corresponded to a painful muscle. “Yes, Sir,” I answered sheepishly and left his cabin heading for mine.
Chapter Ten
After a quick breakfast, Alan grabbed the picnic-to-go bag and headed for his Harley with me lagging behind. Each movement of my muscles sent a scrumptious pain jolting my thoughts to last night’s events leaving me wet and wanting him again. I wondered to myself just how I was going to follow my own rules today and tomorrow. I all but gave him an invitation to tease and drive me crazy. By the time I reached the bike, Alan was already straddling it waiting on me.
“Moving a bit slow this morning, are you?” he chuckled and gave me a wink. I returned a dirty look. “We have two choices of places to visit today. You may choose which we visit this morning and the other will be this afternoon,” he explained with a determined gaze.
“Okay, what are my choices, oh mysterious one?” I joked.
Alan cocked an eyebrow at me and smirked, “Just keep it up, little girl. Saturday is coming and then I will be in control of every part of you. Your ass will be mine!”
Locking my eyes on h
is, I gulped at the thought of Alan totally controlling my body, mind, and emotions. A shiver ran down my body slowing at my core heating me inside and out.
I knew he knew he had physically affected me when he plastered a huge smile on his face. “Either the Crazy Horse Memorial or the Devil’s Tower. The Tower is approximately one hundred miles from here so whichever one you choose, we can take the highway through the Badlands and if we have time, I can show you where my friend lives outside of Sturgis. Either coming or going, it’s your choice.”
