Daddy's Dinner

by Keira Moon

  Now fuck me like you've always wanted to." And I did. Driving a stake deep into the center of her soul and staking my territory. I pounded my cock into her as if this was going to be my one and only time. I could feel her body convulsing each time my shaft slid across her clit. Her fingernails buried themselves in my back egging me to drive harder. When I came it was a monumental release of frustration, guilt, and cum. The frustration and guilt washed away, but the cum splashed deep inside of her, painting her cervix and vaginal walls in a volcanic eruption of white-hot spunk. Victoria's orgasm coincided with mine and made me shudder in pure enjoyment with her. She bit down hard on my shoulder as she shuddered and shook beneath me. I could feel the intoxicating warmth of her vaginal juices mingled with my cum, squishing and dripping from her. I was finally starting to soften but I knew that it wouldn't be long before I was ready to have her again. Victoria divorced Melvin a short time later and since that day has gone out of her way to make my life everything it should have been over the past thirty years.

  Neighbor by Moonlight

  Some say having an apartment with a balcony overlooking the pool area is bad luck. All the noise from people playing. Not me. There are some perks to being able to sit back and watch the after dark parties. You know the ones, some friends come over. A little booze, maybe some wilder party favors. Before long someone mentions the pool and off you go. After all, even on cool nights, there is the Jacuzzi. All hot and ready. So here I am, sitting back, sipping on my tequila sunrise. Watching tonight's revels. But they aren't who I want to watch. I like the sights I see when the party moves back indoors. Once the pool quiets down, he comes out! Almost every night he comes down from his apartment and goes for a moonlight swim. We have crossed each other's path, both here and at work. His name is Jorge and he stands about 6'11" and is very well built. He works in law enforcement and what they say about a man in uniform is true. But Jorge out of his is more spectacular. He is French and his brown eyes are the color of coffee. He has jet black hair that is cut in a military cut. He had told me that after a long night in a patrol car, he liked to come and relax by doing laps. I knew how he felt and wasn't complaining about it because I had the perfect vantage point. The latest party had finally meandered back to their apartment and I was sitting out sipping my drink, listening to the music playing on my stereo. I didn't know if would see Jorge tonight but it was just the right kind of night to sit out and chill. I had laid my head back, enjoying the fuzzy sensation of total relaxation aided by a good drink. One of my favorite songs was playing and I was deep into it when I heard a splash. Sitting up I was surprised I hadn't heard the gate. Jorge was doing a strong breaststroke; the only sounds were his arms breaking water. He had on a red pair of trunks. And I leaned forward to enjoy the view of the water cascading over his tan muscular body. I was so busy checking out his body, I hadn't noticed he had slowed his swimming and when he rolled to his back and just floated, I got an unobstructed view of his front side. I was checking him out and feeling dry mouthed. My glass was suddenly empty and I reached for the pitcher to pour my self another drink.

  The glass made a tinkling sound, in the quiet of night it echoed. Jorge's head came up and he looked up at me. Smiling he asked me if I was enjoying the night. I laughed and told him, yes and I was enjoying the view. He told me I could get a better look if I was closer. He told me I looked like I needed a cooling down and asked what was in the pitcher. I told him and he said to bring some down. I went inside to get my suit on and make another pitcher of drinks. I twisted my strawberry blonde hair up into a clip. My emerald green one-piece swimsuit hugged my 35-25-39 figure. I wasn't a Barbie doll but I had a nice figure thanks to swimming daily and lots of walking. I grabbed a towel and headed down to check out my neighbor a lot closer. If I got my wish, he would be my lover by morning. When I got down to the pool, I noticed Jorge had moved to the Jacuzzi. He looked up and smiled when I sat the tray of drinks down. He teased me about taking my time, I teased back that perfection took time. I poured each of us a drink and then slid into the bubbling warmth. Up close Jorge's muscles were even more impressive and I felt an itch to run my hands over them. His chest muscles flexed as he took a drink. He had a well defined six pack and I watched the rivulets of water drip down his gorgeous chest. I wanted to lick those drops from his skin. Jorge told me he had noticed me watching before and he finally got the courage to invite me down. He took a drink and then moving closer, he said that he liked my swimsuit that the color matched my eyes, but he thought he would prefer me out of it. I told him I often dreamed he would say those words and he bent forward and kissed me. It started a bit on the shy side, kinda like he was afraid I would reject his kiss, but once he realized that I was returning it, he became bolder. I opened my mouth to accept his tongue as he drew me nearer. As our tongues swirled together, our hands began to trail up and down each others body.

  The temperature of the Jacuzzi was nothing compared to the heat we were generating between us. His hand came up to rest on my breast and he gently squeezed it. Testing its weight in his palm. Suddenly my swimsuit seemed like too many clothes to be wearing. My nipples were thrusting out against his palm. My hands were busy exploring all the indentations and bulges of his muscular body. I wanted to spend hours exploring every ripple. I could imagine his body covered with chocolate syrup and whipped cream and just taking my time licking it all off. He broke the kiss and leaned back. His gaze swept over my body and even though I didn't think my nipples could get harder, they surprised me. He smiled and told me he was glad I liked his kiss. I smiled back and looking down at the tent in his trunks told him I was glad he liked mine. Feeling frisky I stood up and climbed out of the Jacuzzi. He looked up at me in confusion. But I just reached up and began to peel my suit from my body slowly. I never broke eye contact. As my breast came into view I watched his inhaled breath, as I continued and my pussy came into view I watched him squirm. Smiling I kicked my suit at him turned to give him a view of my ass then dived into the pool. I resurfaced at the other end of the pool. The weight of my hair had loosened the clip so I took it out and my hair fell down my back. The ends trailing in the water. I looked at the other end of the pool and Jorge was standing watching me without his trunks on. He let me get a good view of what I had been dreaming about, and then he dove in, swimming toward me. He resurfaced right in front of me bursting out of the water spraying water up over me. We laughed and he pulled me close for another kiss. We kissed until my knees grew weak and I was becoming a pool of lava. It was amazing that the water wasn't steaming from the heat I felt. His hard-on was thrusting against my lower stomach and I decided I needed to get a more up-close look at it. We were standing in the shallow end of the pool, so I slowly slid down his body, stopping at his pecs to softly kiss and lick his rock hard nipples. He moaned as I teased him with my tongue using short flicking motions. I then proceeded down his body until I was on my knees with his glorious cock in front of my face.

  I ran my hand over his rigid member. I loved the feel of a man's cock. All soft skinned but so hard. The head was full and the indentation of his piss hole beckoned my tongue. I licked it with just the tip of my tongue. Then I ran my tongue all around the head, taking my time finding all those most sensitive spots that cause a guy to tremble. I found the underneath edge along his circumcision scar very sensitive and flicked my tongue over it very quickly then took the head into my mouth and gently sucked on it. His breathing was becoming a little ragged. And I smiled around his cock. I loved the effect of good tonguing on a man. I slowly drew more and more of his cock into my mouth, my tongue never slowing. Teasing and swirling as I sucked him deeply then releasing just to begin again. Before long I was deep throating him, the only sound the bubbling Jacuzzi, the crickets and my sucking noises. Oh, and his occasional moan. My hands had not been idle; I was stroking the taut muscles in his legs and squeezing his tight ass. Then I reached up to fondle his balls, working them in my fingers as my mouth worked his cock. His hands were threaded
through my wet hair, every so often pulling me away to give him a break. He was trying hard not to cum. I knew that my pussy would be wet with my juices because it turned me on to give a guy a head job. I don't call them to blow jobs because I very rarely blow on a guy. I'm too busy sucking. His breathing was very rapid and he pulled my head away. I looked up at him and he helped me to stand. He led me over to the side of the pool and lifted me up on to the edge. He spread my legs and I leaned back, but he pulled me forward and took one of my nipples in his mouth. His tongue began teasing me as I had done him. And then he began sucking softly, my hand found the back of his head and pulled him closer. He sucked harder. He kissed that nipple then licking between my tits he found the other nipple and teased it to that point where pleasure and pain were the same feelings. My breasts were so swollen and sensitive that each flick of his tongue caused a like response in my pussy. I was so turned on that my pussy ached. He released my nipple and I lay back on my elbows as he began nibbling my ribs and working his way down my stomach. He stopped at my belly button and he licked the water that had pooled there. I drew in my breath imagining his tongue delving deep in my pussy. His mouth moved downward and he reached up and spread my pussy lips. He looked at me and told me I had a beautiful pussy.

  He then bent his head and lightly began licking around my clit, sucking on the lips. I lay all the way back against the wet concrete as he took my clit in his mouth and sucked on it. While he was sucking, his tongue kept moving. And I felt my orgasm begin to build. Every flick of his tongue seemed to spark the electric feeling. All my nerves were centered at the one spot. I felt him enter me with one finger, drawing it out then pushing back in. Tickling me from inside, then it was two fingers fucking my pussy as his mouth continued to treat my clit. It felt so good. I was bucking up against his mouth; I didn't know where I wanted my hands. I would pinch and squeeze my nipples then reach down to hold his head. The pressure inside me was growing; I knew I was going to cum. I was moaning, telling him how good it felt and that he was going to make me cum. He just kept giving me his tongue and fingers and the pleasure exploded in me and felt myself gush as I came all over his face. He never missed the beat, he slipped his fingers out and positioning my hole he began to lick my juices as my orgasm shook me. As I crested I looked down and he raised his face and smiled at me. He told me he wanted to feel me cum like that on his cock, I smiled back and told him I would cum harder on his cock. He pulled me into the pool and I wrapped my legs around his waist. The tip of his cock teased at my entrance then he thrust into me. I grabbed onto him tighter as our mouths met and we kissed. Tasting my juices on his lips and tongue turned me on and I began sucking on his tongue. He let the water help as he lifted me up and down. His cock filled me, stretching me. It had been a while and I knew I was gripping his cock tightly with my pussy. I asked him if it felt good and he moaned yes as he continued to pump into me. I told him we needed a new system because I wanted it faster. He walked over to the ladder and I lay back and he began to pump into me harder and faster. I was using the ladder to push against him, my legs spread wide. He had grabbed my hips and was guiding his cock into me. The water splashing up and over us as our bodies came together. We continued to fuck like this but then as we were getting more turned on we both knew we needed more stable surroundings. I told him I wanted to ride him, so we climbed out of the pool and found a pool chaise. He lay back and I got up and straddled him. The head of his cock rubbed against my clit as I took him in, setting off those sparks. Once his cock was nestled deep in my pussy, I began to ride him.

  I loved the feeling of being filled with cock and as I rode him, he played. He reached up and began rolling my nipples between his fingers, squeezing now and again. I threw my head back and he laughed and told me my hair was tickling his thighs. So I turned my head back and forth to tickle him more. As I rode faster, he began to thrust up. I knew I was close to cumming again. And when he reached down and began to rub my clit, I began to cum. He continued to rub as I began to thrash on him. His thumb working my pleasure button controlled all my motor functions. His cock was impaling me, I fell forward on his chest and he flipped me over on my back, he lifted my ankles to his shoulders and thrust hard into me. That brought me back to reality as he began to thrust deep in long even strokes. He would pull out almost only to thrust back in. I widened my legs to allow him to go deeper. I felt the head of his cock pushing at my cervix. So I moved trying to take him in. He slowed his thrust and gently began to move, doing circular motions every once in a while. His face was a mask of concentration as he moved and I felt my orgasm building as his speed began to build. It felt so good, his cock fit me so well, and it seemed to rub all the most sensitive spots within my pussy. I reached down and began to rub my clit as he pumped into me. My legs were bent and my knees were up around my head. He had my feet in his hands and each time he thrust, he pushed forward. As I grew hotter, I needed more as if he could read my mind, he took my legs spreading them in a wide vee he began to ride me hard. Deeper and deeper he thrust and as I continued to rub my clit, I was moaning "Yes, don't stop."

  He was moaning also. I told him he was going to make me cum all over his cock and that made him thrust harder and deeper. He was going faster and I felt open and the head of his cock entered my cervix. I exploded and he never lost a beat as I began to buck under him. My body was a electric current. I felt all plugged in. I was scratching at his belly, thighs, anything "I could grab. He was close to cumming and he was now slamming into me. Harder each time, he was growling in his throat that he was going to cum and then one last deep thrust and I felt him shoot into me. His head was thrown back and his skin glistened in the moonlight. He slowly began to move in and out as his cock softened. He bent forward and we kissed. "That was better than all my fantasies," he said when we stopped kissing. "I've wanted you for a long time" he panted, trying to get his breathing back to normal. He went on to tell me he had noticed me watching him and that he often watched me when I came down early in the mornings. He had never been able to find the right thing to say. But tonight he had decided he couldn't wait any longer. I told him I was glad. He pulled out of me and held out his hand. "I stood up still a little wobbly. Holding hands we jumped into the pool to cool off. I don't watch him from my balcony anymore, because now we spend our nights in the pool together as well as some other fun places. But that's another story.

  The Games We Play

  I never know what to expect from her. That's one of the reasons I love her so much: never a dull moment. I had been planning a very romantic night for us as a Christmas gift to her, but then she tells me we are having a change in plans and I need to meet her at my place at noon. Now, I usually would just guess that to get around her folks (who never liked me,) she would just come to my place earlier, change, and then get back with a fabricated story to feed them. However, this time I noticed something. It was her voice, something in the way she said it was different than anything I had ever heard out of her before. She sounded like an insane genius setting a trap for the hero. For some reason, that enticed me. I knew she was planning something, and I knew it was directed towards me, but I still had no idea what was going on. That seems to happen a lot. She was a little late, but I didn't mind. I showered, cleaned up the house a little, put on some moderately nice clothes (I always try to look nice for her,) and sat reading a magazine. At around 13:20, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and almost forgot to breathe. She was more gorgeous then I remembered, and even more beautiful than I tell people. Her short, coarse hair was pressed and straight. Her smooth ebony skin seemed to shine in the sunlight and the two brown jewels that crowned her face deep within her eyes seemed to pull me in. Her clothes were a little looser fitting than I had seen her usually wear, and she carried a small bag with her as she eyed me down with an evil look in her eyes and a hungry grin on her face. "May I come in?" she said steadily. I was going to respond, but had forgotten how to speak. "Hello?" "Oh, yeah. Of course, baby, come in." I lead her throu
gh the door and into my living room. I offered her something to eat or drink, but she declined and placed her bag on the sofa. It made an odd noise as it hit the cushions, but I passed it off for the time being. "Have a seat." She said sweetly. That surprised me; she was usually very passive. So I tugged up my jeans a little and took a seat on the sofa by the window. "No, not there. Over here" She patted the love seat in the middle of the room. Now I was fascinated. She obviously had something up her sleeve.

  Moving over to the love seat, I sat back and looked over at her. "Now for Christmas, I have a little something... different to give to you." As she spoke, she started to move around me. The love seat was near the middle of the room so she could orbit me at will. She made her way behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders. "You've been working too hard lately, and you have still found time to make me soooo happy..." She ran her hands down my chest and I could feel her hot breath on my ear as she spoke. "I thought I would help you relax." I don't know where she was hiding it, but next thing I know she had a blindfold over my eyes. It caught me off guard, and she never had been one to simply commandeer the conversation so quickly. With a quick command, she told me to stand and follow her. I groped around for a little bit until I felt her hands on my shoulders again as she guided me through the house. I knew where we were going, after all, it was my house. I could find my way around with my eyes closed, or I would have to learn fast. As we made our way down the hallway, I felt her hand leave my shoulder and soon after the heater turned on. I guess she turned up the thermostat because blasts of hot air were hitting me as I passed under the air vents. I heard the sound of a door creaking open and we made our way into my room. Sliding around me, she pulled her body close to mine and kissed me deeply. The darkness that encompassed my eyes left me almost devoid of any form of control. I could only do what she directed me to do, and it really excited me. She kept on kissing me as I felt her unbutton my shirt and slide it down off of my arms. I wasn't wearing anything under my shirt, and the warming air encompassed my flesh. She took hold of my hands, placed them on her hips and ran my hands along her soft curves. My fingers traced their way from her delicate shoulders, under the curve of her bust, and down to the sides of her shapely hips.