by Pamela Prim
“Thank you so much! I’m Darren by the way,” he replied.
“Emma. And you can come on in. Bring you stuff and shit,” she said, trying to sound nonchalant. Of course, as soon as he went out to grab it, he sheathed his coat, putting it to the side. She could see his muscular body, and Emma knew that she was done once she saw that.
“Well, I’ll unpack, if that’s okay with you,” he said.
“Sure. That’s fine. You can stay as long as you need,” she squeaked.
“It will probably be a day or two. I don’t want to impose on you too much,” he replied.
He went off to the guest room to unpack his things, and Emma was already blushing madly. She was still in her swimsuit as well, so he probably noticed her curvy body, her big butt, and shapely breasts. Shit, this wasn’t how her weekend was supposed to go, but already Emma was giving into her desires, and she wanted nothing more than to have her wildest fantasies fulfilled with this man.
Chapter Two
Emma tried to stay calm, but as soon as Darren came back in just a shirt and some shorts, she was already losing it. He was mature, an attractive older man that was probably at least ten years her senior. He sat down on the couch, looking at her with a smile.
“So you’re here for winter break?” he asked.
“Yeah. It’s a family friend’s summer home, and I figured that since it’s nicer here than it is at home, I would spend the weekend here. I mean, I live a few hours away, and they’re supposed to be getting snow,” she said.
“I imagine. The accident was caused by the storms. I’m surprised that there isn’t anything bad here yet,” Darren replied.
“Well the climate here is too mild for that. If anything, we’ll just have rain,” she said.
“That’s fine by me. I think it’s pretty romantic hearing the rain while you’re alone in a house, don’t you think?” he told her.
Immediately, Emma blushed. Why was he telling her this? Now she was thinking about how Darren looked all wet, his clothes clinging to his body, his hair damp but looking sexy as hell, and his cock outlined through his boxers.
Shit! She shouldn’t be imagining this. She shook her head, looking at him.
“I guess. I mean, I don’t have experience with that sort of thing. I don’t have a boyfriend or anything,” she told him.
Darren smirked, and Emma tried her best to stay calm. She changed out of her swimsuit to a pair of shorts and a shirt, with a thin cotton bra on. However, that look that he gave her was something else, and already she was starting to lose it.
“I haven’t been with a woman in a long time to be honest. Work has taken over my life, and I do miss it a little bit. I mean, I’m a businessman, and I travel a lot, so it makes it hard to have that connection with someone. But of course, having a little bit of fun is always something I enjoy,” he said.
He looked right at her, and immediately Emma flushed again. Was he implying something? It wasn’t like she would be against it or anything, but if he seriously thought of her as someone he could be attracted to, it certainly would be a dream to her.
“Well, maybe you’ll feel the spark again sometime. I’ve never had a boyfriend. The guys at my college aren’t my type. I’m not into the dramatic fucks who act like they’re hot shit because they’re on the football team. They’re usually too busy playing with a pigskin to focus on their future and their grades, so I would rather not associate with that,” she told Darren.
“Well that’s very mature of you, considering how young and pretty you are,” Darren mused.
Shit, he just called her pretty. Emma was trying her hardest to not let these words get to her, but dammit she was already growing sexually frustrated just from those words alone. This man had the magic touch, and just hearing him speak to her in that regard was enough to make her sexually frustrated to infinity.
“Well, do you want a drink? I was thinking we could each have a glass of wine,” she offered.
“That would be amazing. I like you a lot, Emma. You’re certainly something,” he said to her.
She hoped to God that was a good thing, but she wasn’t going to worry about it. She got two glasses, filled them with some chardonnay that Clarice loved to drink, and brought it back over. They sat down on the couch, sipping wine and trying their best to not make everything awkward. Of course, she was already feeling the urge to do something with this man, to have this man take her and ravage her body.
“By the way, I’ll need to take a shower after this. I probably reek after running around all day,” he said.
“Okay. You’re fine, really. I haven’t noticed,” she said. She was too busy trying not to make things awkward to notice that he smelled.
“Well I would feel better. I don’t want to scare a pretty lady like you off,” he joked.
Darren was such a charmer, and already Emma was feeling flush with desire. She wanted him, and she was wondering at the moment how he was in bed. Shit, why was she thinking about this? She should be more proper, not trying to think about how she could get this man to dominate her.
He left the room, and Emma tried her best to keep her thoughts pure. She watched some TV, but she could hear the sound of the shower water, and she was thinking about howDarren looked naked. Was he stroking his cock and thinking about her? Did he think of her in the same way? God, what the hell was she going to do with herself this weekend? She didn’t know how she was going to keep calm around him, but she could at least try.
She decided to at least sneak a peek. The man left the door open, probably not thinking that Emma would come over. She looked inside, and immediately, her heart stopped.
She could see the silhouette of this man, and she could see that his cock was strained, standing at attention. His hand was on it, jerking off. She could hear the heavy breathing, even though the shower was trying desperately to mask it.
“Fuck….Emma,” he said out loud.
He was thinking about her. Holy shit. This was like a dream come true to her, but Emma didn’t know how to approach it. She wanted to tell him, to jump in there and just let this man take her. She wanted it so badly, but she restrained herself. She wanted this man to dominate her, and she wanted him to give her the best first time ever.
She scampered away, trying her best to not make noise. Unfortunately, her shapely butt was to blame for the small knock that resonated through the hallway as it banged into one of the seashells that was on the table. It made a small clanking noise, and Emma hoped that Darren wouldn’t find out. He didn’t seem to come out, so she assumed otherwise.
Emma went back to the couch, breathing hard as her hand was down against her entrance, stroking herself and imagining that it was him. She wondered if he would satisfy her this weekend. She really wanted it, but she was afraid to ask. Of course, as she continued to let her digits plunge deeper and deeper into her pussy, she continued to imagine that big, fat cock thrusting itself inside her wet cunt. She wanted that, and when she came she had to bite back a moan to prevent Darren from hearing her. Oh how she wanted this, but she wanted to wait for the right moment, and she hoped that soon enough, she would be able to express her feelings to this man.
Chapter Three
The rest of the night was spent with the two of them chilling out together. There were some video games in the entertainment system as well, and soon the two of them played against one another, giving each other witty banter until it got late. They slept in separate rooms, but Emma was thinking about how to approach this. She wanted him to take her, to give her a first time she would be able to brag about to others. She knew that her best friend would never have the experience like she did.
The next morning, Emma got up, and when she stepped inside the kitchen, her heart almost stopped. Darren was in there, his hair messy and his stubble a bit more prominent. But what she was looking at was the fact that he was clad in just a pair of boxers, and apron donned against his hips. He looked at her with a smile, holding the spatula in his hands.
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“Hey there, I made you some breakfast,” he said.
“Oh. Thank you,” she said, trying to come to terms with the aching need she was feeling within her body. God he looked so hot. This wasn’t fair, she was already losing her sanity around him.
She continued to stare at his butt, marveling at how defined it was. She was blushing madly at this point, trying to come to terms with the wetness she was feeling in her boy shorts and the hardening of her nipples she felt in her cami top. This was getting bad, really bad.
They date breakfast, and that day Emma decided to go for a walk. The lake house had a nice set of trails, and it wasn’t too bad outside. Darren stayed back, and Emma wondered if she did something wrong. He didn’t leave her side since he met her, but this was different. Maybe he just didn’t want to seem too clingy or something.
As Emma walked around, she wondered if maybe, just maybe she was doing the right thing. It seemed like she was taking things too slow, but she didn’t know if there was any way to push things further than they were going. She wanted him, and she wanted to have this man take her and give her the best sex ever, but she didn’t want to seem too desperate. After all, she didn’t know how to accurately approach this sort of subject.
When she got back, she noticed that Darren was in the hot tub, reading something on his phone. He had glasses, and when Emma saw those, she blushed.
“You wear glasses,” she stated.
“They’re just reading glasses. I would hate to wear them all the time because I feel like they look really nerdy,” he said to her.
“No. You look good,” she replied.
There was a pause, and already Emma was wondering if telling him that he looked hot with glasses was the right thing to do. However, Darren gave her that trademark damming grin that made her panties soak.
“Well from you, it’s quite the compliment,” he said.
She blushed wondering if maybe she was halfway decent at this flirting thing.
“You want to join me? There is something I’ve wanted to talk with you about,” he offered.
She blushed, looking at him with wide eyes.
“Sure. Let me get my swimsuit,” she said.
“That’s optional, but if you want to wear it, that’s fine with me too,” he said.
Shit, already Emma was starting to lose it. He was making her feel hornier than she had ever been before. Damn that suave nature of his, damn it all!
“Well let me get it on,” she said with a small squeak.
She raced up to her room, putting it on and heading back down. It was a black bikini, with a small bit of padding in the bust area so her nipples wouldn’t poke out. Her butt hugged the bottoms though, and she could see Darren’s eyes glazing over it.
“Sorry for the wait,” she said.
“Not at all. You look cute though,” he said.
“Thanks,” she blushed. She sat across from him, but slowly moved her body towards his. When they were near one another, she could see Darren’s fixed look. He was really attractive with glasses. Maybe she had an older man glasses fetish.
“So, what’s up?” she asked.
He put his phone down, taking off the glasses to reveal the brown eyes once again. They looked at her with a wide, smirking stare.
“I know what you’re thinking, and I’m okay with it,” he said.
“What do you mean?” she asked, trying desperately to play dumb.
“I know you’ve been staring at me, and I know that you saw me last night in the shower. I don’t know if you heard me or not, but I know that you were spying on me. You naughty girl,” he teased.
Emma wanted to hide in the corner. Shit, so he did know. However, she tried to keep her composure.
“Is that a bad thing?” she asked.
“No, but naughty girls do need to be punished. That is, if you want it. Of course, considering how you’ve been acting it would be safe to assume that you do want me to punish you, and to fulfill your naughty desires,” he said with a coo.
Emma felt nervous for admitting this, but it was obvious how she felt. She craved him, her body aching with desire and need.
“I did spy on you. I’m sorry. But I do want to be punished by you. I’ve been thinking about you all day, and it’s driving me mad. I need you,” she said. She did feel like she needed him, for her pussy was gaping with desire and need, and it was making her feel insane.
He moved in closer, his lips brushing against her ear.
“Well then my dear, let me give you a great first time. Let me make you scream my name as I pound your pussy, making you come so much you’ll feel like you’re losing yourself in the process,” he cooed.
Shit, this wasn’t what was supposed to happen. Already, she could feel a moan escape her mouth.
“Show me,” she said.
“Gladly. But if it does become too much, I do want you to use a safe word. Use the word ‘walrus’ if what I do is too much. I may be dominant, but I’m not a cruel bastard,” he said.
Emma nodded in assent. “That’s fine with me.”
“Good,” he uttered. Before Emma could say anything else, he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her incessantly. She kissed him back, feeling her desire start to spark to new heights. He started to push his tongue into her mouth, pushing her against the hot tub and kissing her senseless. She loved this, her body feeling fulfilled already just from his lips. Of course, she wanted nothing more than for him to take her virginity, to make her a woman and to be penetrated by this handsome, older stud.
He started to push his hips against her own, and she realized that he was naked there. She could feel his cock hardening against the bottom of her swimsuit, and she could feel him rubbing against her pussy. She moaned, bucking her hips in aching desire as he did this. He continued to grind against her as his tongue explored her mouth, dominating her orifice and teasing her with his tongue.
His tongue started to massage against her own, and immediately Emma moaned wantonly. It was muffled due to his lips, but Darren loved the sound of that, kissing her senseless and making her go crazy with need. His tongue touched and teased every crevice out there, and Emma was groaning in anticipation, loving the way that it felt.
ey continued to make out for a very long time, both of them losing themselves in one another. However, Darren pulled away, grinning at her with a devilish gaze.
“I don’t want to take you here. I want to bring you to my room. I want to touch and tease your body with my hands and mouth until you’re writhing in pleasure. I want to take you, if that’s okay,” he stated.
“That’s fine with me,” she breathed. She was happy that he was nice enough to gain consent from this man before they did anything.
He grabbed her, pulling her into his arms and carrying her bridal style to the guest room. She could feel his cock against the tip of her butt, and she was moaning in pleasure just from that. Maybe they would be able to try anal as well.
When they got to the room, he pushed her down on the bed, his lips taking over hers once again. He grabbed her arms, placing them over her head and holding them there as his lips descended against her own. He started to map out her lips with his own, and soon Emma was bucking her hips in need, wanting this man to completely take her and make her feel fulfilled.
Darren had a plan though, since she was a virgin. He didn’t want to hurt her too much when he penetrated her, so he would get her worked up beforehand before he let the real show begin. He started to move his lips downward, touching and teasing her neck and making Emma moan. He was really good at what he did, his lips grazing against her most sensitive areas, his hands lightly caressing her flat stomach and moving up to her aching breasts. He left a small bite mark on her jugular, causingEmma to moan out. She knew she would need to cover that when she got home, but at the same time she didn’t give a fuck, because it felt so damn good.
He started to move his lips down to her collarbone, lightly touching and teasing the area there as well. He let hi
s lips trail over the sensitive area, his teeth biting down slightly to leave little marks. He was a bit rough, but she loved the feeling of his lips sucking on her pale flesh, his hands touching and teasing her body.
After a moment or so, he made his way over to where her breasts were. He lightly grazed his hands over them, cupping the two mounds and massaging them gently. He let his fingers touch against the edge of her covered nipple, and when he did that, Emma whimpered in anticipation, loving the way the man teased her so. He continued to move his fingers against it, and soon the nipple was hardening through the fabric of her swimsuit despite the fact that she had padding. Emma was moaning wantonly, her body wanting more contact and friction from this attractive man.
