by Mia Ford
I want to reach down inside her robe but am afraid that she will stop me and end the enchantment. But I can’t stop myself from sliding my hand into the opening of her robe and touching her belly button.
Instead of protesting she sighs loudly, “Yes.” She wants me to take her, but I don’t know if she knows what’s at stake. This isn’t by chance. Somewhere in the midst of it, we’ve been set-up, but I can’t resist her, not anymore. Especially, knowing that this is our last night together. I let my fingers move down her flat stomach. I feel a surge of excitement when my fingers touch her pussy hair. God, she is an old-fashion cowgirl. I touch the mound around her pussy. My cock throbs wildly!
Olivia moans as my index finger locates her pussy lips. They are tight as I push my index finger inside her. The moan that escapes her causes my cock to bob up and down.
The tip of my finger touches her clit. Olivia’s entire body shudders. Suddenly, her big breasts are pressing against my shirt.
I start pumping my finger back and forth inside her moist, hot pussy as Olivia moans softly in her throat while I fuck her mouth with my tongue.
I pull back from our embrace, this is wrong, she deserves better. She’s innocent isn’t she. That’s why I’ve been holding back. Not only because granddad’s been pushing us together, but because I know that she’s a virgin.
“You’re a virgin, right?”
“Yes,” she purrs as she wants me to take her once again.
“Maybe we shouldn’t,” I say even though my cock is bouncing up and down wildly.
“I want you, Isaac,” she says as she pulls her robe apart and steps out of it.
The sight of her naked as she drops her robe to the floor flips on every sexual switch in my body that I can’t resist the temptation. I slowly take off my shirt, peeling away at it. Waiting to change my mind any moment, but I can’t as I unbuckle my belt and my pants drop to the ground. Her eyes grow larger as she sees my long fat cock jerking up and down. Without a word, I lift her into my arms and take her into my bedroom. I kiss her softly on her full perfect lips before lying her on her back.
I have only eyes for her breasts and red haired crotch as I climb on top of her. I start to kiss her lips but my mouth diverts to her right nipple. I take it in my mouth and run my tongue over it.
“Isaac, oh, Isaac,” she calls my name. My name’s rolling off her tongue is one of the sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard.
With my mouth clamped over her nipple I reach down and guide the head of my cock to the tight lips of her young, unsullied pussy. I press the head against the quivering lips guarding the entrance to her pleasure hole. They block my entrance. I press down harder.
Olivia moans as she tosses her head from side to side.
The big head of my cock pries open the lips of her pussy slowly, gently. I get my first taste of the hot moist flesh that her tight lips are reluctantly giving me access to.
I cry out with my mouth still enclosed around her nipple as the head of my cock enters her hot flesh. I try to be gentle, but my cock has tasted the pleasure between her legs and wants more. I hunch my hips downward. My cock head spears into her pussy smashing through her hymen.
Olivia cries out as I drive my cock as deeper inside her pussy.
“Shit, does it hurt?”
She whimpers, “You’re so big.”
I pull my cock out of her completely thinking that I must be hurting her and then I start to rub the head against her entrance and slowly enter her. She starts to hold on to me. She’s no longer crying out of pain, but only pleasure as I hold her hands and we’re on her bed. I’m rocking into her as her wetness eases me into her sweet innocent pussy.
I start to change into powerful strokes as I can’t hold back my frustration any longer. “Yes!” she screams out as I know that her first orgasm’s starting to rip through her. She’s crying out as if her life depends on it.
I shift an angle to penetrate her deeper and bring her closer to the edge, but I have no intention of stopping. Not until every I milk every drop of her climax over and over again.
“Shit, you’re so fucking tight,” I blurt out as I start to pick up the pace. I grunt as I’m completely inside of her. There’s no holding back as I fill her up completely.
I should have used a condom, but I couldn’t resist her. She was butt naked in front of me, fucking begging me to take her. She handed her virginity to me on a fucking plate.
I start to tremble as if the animal inside of me has been set free. My strokes are no longer powerful, but quick thrusts as I can see that any minute I’ll be joining her as my body takes on a mind of its own.
“Fuck, I’m coming!”
I blurt out as her breasts rub against my chest. There’s a flash of heat that feels as if the whole fucking bedroom’s about to come apart as the bed bangs furiously against the wall. I can’t remember the last time I had sex. It’s been a while, my cock’s been practically dead with the amount that I’ve been drinking lately. Yet, it’s alive whenever Olivia’s near me.
It seems to go on a lot longer than I thought it would as I keep thrusting into her and her cries have turned into screams of pleasure.
That’s when I hear a rumble in my chest and my body stiffens, I slam into her so hard as my come spills inside of her. It fucking jerks so many times wanting her to milk every last piece of my come.
I know that I should have been careful, I should have taken precaution, but I didn’t and as I stiffen and my cock keeps jerking I know that I’ve crossed the line. The one that I’ve fought so hard not to do.
Finally, it comes to an end and I move to the side of her. I leave her naked body next to mine and I laugh, “God, that was good. I haven’t done that in so long.”
I’m out of breath and trying to get my thoughts together, should I go to my room or just lie next to her. I haven’t done that with anyone, not since Dede died, the idea of it all makes me feel as if I’m cheating on her. I would never do that to the one woman that I’ve loved, but as I look at Olivia and see her innocence. She’s smiling as if all her dreams have come true.
She wanted this, but before I was suspicious thinking that she knew granddad’s plan. She gently kisses me on the lips and says, “I’m so glad that I saved my virginity for someone special. I thought it would hurt, but I just feel alive now.”
No one put her up to this, she’s attracted to me in a big way. I don’t know what to do, because I know that the last few days have been a reflection of the old me. The one that fell in love with Dede, but then that’s not the real me. The only one that exists is the one that broke her heart.
Chapter 10
Olivia
I’m woken up by something soft and moist touching my back. Isaac’s lips, he’s wakening me up with kisses. I wait wanting to feel more kisses before I give in to his lustful desires. My wait is rewarded as his lips tattoo my shoulders and then lower back with moist spots as they move toward my butt. I wait, wanting to see how far downward he will plants his warm moist kisses. He doesn’t stop. At the last moment, I turn around so that his face is even with my crotch.
“Naughty, naughty,” I say as I grab his hair and pull his face toward my patch of red pubic hair. Shoot! I should have shaved, but I never expected things to work out like this. I thought that Isaac wasn’t into me, but last night he proved me wrong. I expect him to refuse as he glances up into my eyes. He doesn’t. Suddenly. his tongue is wiggling between the tight lips of my pussy.
I call out in unexpected pleasure. Suddenly I’m wild with lust as though I am alone. My inhibitions dissolve. I grab both my nipples and start twisting them as I hunch his face.
Yet as good as his warm moist tongue is, my memories of his big cock surface and I reach down and lift his head. I pull on his shoulders. Isaac follows my directing. But his lips don’t make it to mine. They brush my finger and thumb from my left nipple. He opens his mouth to my throbbing nipple. I expect him to suck it. Instead he bits down on the tip.
Go
d, it hurts but feel good at the same time. I don’t try to stop him. His teeth are against my sensitive nipple have me hunching. Isaac takes this moment to guide his rock-hard cock to my crotch. I can feel the head of it throbbing.
“Fuck me! Fuck me, Isaac,” I cry out crazy for his big cock inside me again where it belongs.
Isaac isn’t gentle, not like he was last night. He spears the head of his cock into me. It’s as if he’s claiming me. I want him so badly, I want to be his.
I hunch back even if it sends his big pulsing cock so deep into me that it hurts. I’m out of my mind with lust. Pleasure is flooding my mind from both my nipples and my pussy. I can’t believe that I was so confident last night. I went into the living room, wanting him to take me. He hesitated at first, but then he knew that this is what I want, and moreover this is exactly what he needs. Me. I was hoping that he felt the same way about me as I did him.
“Isaac,” I chant his name. Suddenly I feel an electric current racing though my body. I’m having an orgasm. My God, I’m having an orgasm My body starts jerking like I’m having an epileptic fit.
“I’m coming!”
I don’t want it to end, but as he starts to pump me harder, I know that he’s going to come too. Damn! It’s only been one night, but yet I can’t get enough of him already.
“Wow! You’re something else.”
I just lie there looking up at him as he gets out of bed. Then he breaks away, the same thing that he does whenever we have a moment together.
“Get showered and then we’ll head to the ranch.”
“Together?”
Because part of me feels as if he’s sending me away.
He kisses me on the forehead like a child, “Yes, together.”
“Neil, will be so happy. You know he’s like a father to me and I really want this to work.”
“What to work?”
He asks suspiciously as he raises an eyebrow.
“You and him to reunite as you did before.”
“Oh, yes….now go and get ready so that we can be on our way.”
I climb out of bed slowly wondering if he’ll join me in the shower. He’s watching me and I wiggle my butt. An open invitation for us both to come inside.
“Do you want me to join you?”
I smile, “What do you think Isaac?”
I put on the shower and then wait patiently for him to enter. He doesn’t at first and then I feel a wave of disappointment as a cloud of steam has engulfs inside the shower. I slowly walk in and then I see movement behind the glass of the shower stall, but only a hand then a face. I can’t see Isaac’s entire body. I don’t hesitate as I slide open the door and a cloud of steam escapes the shower.
I smile as I see him coming inside, then moving by touch, I kneel beside Isaac just outside the strong spray of the shower and grab his hips.
“Olivia? What are you doing?”
I don’t answer with words. I wait until his crotch is facing me and then open my mouth and take in the head of his limp cock.
“You don’t have to do that.”
I ignore him as I start sucking on the head of his cock. Isaac tries to pull back, but I have both hands on his hips and hang on as I continue to suck.
“Fuck, you can rise the dead,” Isaac calls out a moment later when his cock is so thick that I can no longer fit the entire head into my mouth. He reaches down and lifts me to my feet. “Why you little sex maniac!”
“You created me Dr. Frankenstein! Now take care of your little monster and give me what I need, you want this as much as I do. Stop trying to deny it!”
Isaac laughs as he reached down and grabs the shaft of his cock and guides its big head to my leaking pussy.
“One for the road,” he whispers in my ear as he sends his now fully erect cock into me.
I gasp. Damn it’s so big. I don’t think I will ever really get used to the size. At least I hope I don’t.
He starts to pump my pussy back and forth. We kiss as water runs off our heads. I can easily imagine we are having sex under a water fall in a steamy jungle.
“Yes, yes,” Isaac is chanting like some long-ago savage fucking his mate.
“Don’t stop!” I shout suddenly feeling his body suddenly tensing.
“Too late!” he shouts as he grabs me and pulls me to him.
I suddenly have my climax again and I slump down. Isaac quickly grabs me so that I don’t fall down. Then he whispers in my ear, “You wanted this, you know that you don’t have to do it. There’s nothing saying that we have to have fuck.”
I’m disappointed by his words, because I thought that he wanted this as much as I did, but he used the word fuck and not making love. I thought that’s what we were doing, connecting sexually. But maybe I read the signals wrong yet again. He’s an experienced man and I may be twenty, but I haven’t had any life experience not like him.
“I just want to go to bed. I’m tired now.”
I don’t want to be in the car for the long journey with him. Not like this, if all he thinks we’re doing is having sex.
He laughs, “You can sleep in the car, besides Granddad’s waiting for us and I thought you wanted breakfast?”
I nod, and then head out of the shower. He does the same whistling as he leaves the room. I dry my hair and put on my limited closet. I decide on the summer dress that he bought for me yesterday. I don’t feel like wearing jeans and the other dress is too much to wear to the ranch. It’s a yellow flowery dress. Something that I wouldn’t wear, but then again all I have in my closet in the cottage are jeans too.
He smiles as I come out of the bedroom, “You fix up pretty good when you want to.”
“Thanks,” then I grab my purse and say, “Should we go then.”
“Sure, first breakfast and then we’ll head to the ranch.”
I shake my head, “I don’t feel like breakfast anymore.”
All of a sudden I’ve lost my appetite.
“Okay we can pick up a coffee to go and some croissants. Granddad loves their croissants and if you’re a good girl then maybe I’ll buy some extra for you.”
There he goes again, treating me like a child. I shrug, “I’m not a child. If I want some then I can get some.”
“What happened to you?” he asks as he takes my arm.
“Nothing, it’s just that you said that we were fucking earlier and it kind of got to me.”
“Oh.”
“Look I get it. You’re older and this is nothing to you…”
Before I can even finish what I’m saying he wraps his arms around me and kisses me. I melt as usual as this time he’s not being forceful, but rather gentle, slowly looping his tongue inside of mine as if he’s trying to make a statement.
“Sorry, I can be an insensitive prick at times. Let’s go. I’ll get you the croissants and you look hot in that dress by the way. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep my hands off you.”
I think that’s his way of apologizing and I shouldn’t let him get away with it so easily, but I can’t help it. Because I know that it’s not only the croissants that I’m falling in love with, but him too.
***
I can feel Isaac glowing in the seat beside me as he drives Neil’s car back to the ranch. Half way there I reach my hand and place it on top of his, he knew that I needed a coffee once we sat down and had one with a couple of croissants my mood changed, as I thought about the last few days and wished that they didn’t need to come to an end. He glances at me and smiles. The touch of his warm hand against the palm of my hand excites me.
I can’t get enough of him. It’s as if he’s broken through a wall around my heart, releasing all the emotions I’ve held in reserve. I find myself thinking how lucky I am to have met him. At first I had my doubts about him, but I’m glad that I gave him a second chance.
As Isaac pulls onto the driveway, I see Neil standing on the porch alerted to our arrival by the sounds the tires makes on the gravel. He’s smiling from ear-to-ear like a cat
that ate the canary when Isaac opens my door and I step out.
“Did you enjoy yourself in Houston?” Neil asks as I climb the steps to the porch.
Isaac steps in as he wraps his arm around me, “We both had a great time touring Houston.”
I can’t believe that he’s being so open about us. It makes me feel silly for being paranoid, when he said that we were just fucking earlier. God, I want this man to never leave the ranch.
“Great!” Neil says. He glances at me. “I’ve been trying to get Olivia to visit the city for a long time.”
“I just waited for the right time,” I tell Neil before I give him a hug. “I missed you, Neil.”
“And I you. I’m tired of opening cans or eating at the Brass Rail. I’m addicted to your home cooking.”
I laugh, “So you wanted me to come back so that I could cook for you?”
He winks, “Apart from roast chicken, I can’t do much else. I’m kind of hopeless.”
I know that it’s not only my cooking he misses, our occasional game of chess and our discussions about Agatha Christie too. Once in a while we sit in the library and pick a book. Then we discuss the parts that we loved the most and the other parts we hated.
“Okay, it’s nearly time for lunch. Let me check on Autumn and then I’ll whip you both up something. Okay?”
Neil nods and then I kiss Isaac on the cheek, “Take your time. I’ll catch up with Granddad.”
I can feel their eyes on me as I walk away. Isaac adjusts his pants and I’m sure that it’s this dress. I’ll definitely wear it again, because I know that he likes it so much.
I smell the horses and hay as I run across the grass. I suddenly feel like a cowgirl again as I enter the barn. The adventure in Houston seem like a fairy tale that happens only once in a person’s live. But I know that not true because I brought back my Prince Charming.
Chapter 11
