My Dad married Tiffany three years after my Mom left him for another man. I was sixteen and found her to be captivating from the first moment Dad brought her home to meet me. She is ten years younger than Dad and ten years older than me.
Of course, after they married, Tiffany was around the house all the time. Any time she was in the room I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I was very careful that she didn’t see me looking at her, so I am sure she wasn’t aware.
To a sixteen year-old boy, Tiffany was a sex goddess. My fantasies of her were numerous and frequent. I would go to sleep every night with her in my bed (virtually, of course).
Tiffany was my ideal female - about five eight, slender, long legs, ample breasts, blue eyes, and the most gorgeous silky, natural blonde hair on Earth! I guess her Scandinavian parents gave her the blonde hair. She always kept it cut short and simple. If it got wind-blown, all she had to do was to run her fingers through it and it would fall back into place with an irregular part down the left-hand side and a large lock falling provocatively across her right eye. She would wash it every morning and just towel dry it, letting nature complete the job. And it ALWAYS turned out exactly the same…gorgeous!
Her standard attire was shorts and a tank top, and I never saw her wear a bra. Her tits would bounce as she walked and her nipples seemed to always be erect, leaving nothing to my imagination. Tiffany was very comfortable with her sexuality and flaunted it all the time. As you can tell, I spent a lot of time studying and watching Tiffany.
* * * *
Fast forward two years. I’m now eighteen and Tiffany is twenty eight. We are best of friends and go to movies or go bike riding and shopping together if Dad is at work, which is most of the time. Dad travels out of town once a month, so Tiffany and I will stay up late watching Star Trek movies or action movies, our tastes in movies and TV programs being about the same. Many nights we have fallen asleep on the sofa watching a movie.
Dad is out of town this week, so Tiffany and I watched Star Trek: First Contact then Star Trek: Insurrection well past midnight last night. I woke up around daybreak, sitting with my head lying back on the sofa. As I became fully awake, I discovered that Tiffany was lying on the sofa, her head was in my lap and her hand was between my legs near, but not quite touching my crotch. As I looked down at her, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her soft beautiful blonde hair.
I stared at her hair for several minutes, mesmerized by it. This was the first time I was ever able to look at her so closely and uninterrupted. Her hair was SO shiny and soft looking, begging me to touch it, to run my fingers through it the way she does. In the two years she and Dad have been married, I had never touched her hair, although I’d had the urge to from day one. It did rub against my arm a few times as we were shopping or something, and it felt like a cool breeze from a butterfly’s wings, not like hair at all. But I’d never actually reached out my hand and touched it. I felt that to do so would have crossed a line in our relationship. She was, after all, my Dad’s wife.
I sat there looking down at her, trying to imagine running my fingers through her hair. I could actually do it right now and maybe she wouldn’t wake up. If she did, I could say, “I was just trying to wake you up gently.”
So I gathered my courage, bit my lip, and did it. I slowly reached down and touched her hair, just with my finger tips at first. She didn’t move, so I used my full fingers and ran them from her temple to the back of her neck. She still didn’t wake up! God, her hair felt SO soft I couldn’t believe it! I was getting an enormous erection and I could feel it pressing against her cheek. “God, if she wakes up now I’m dead!” I thought nervously.
But, I was feeling braver (or more reckless) and began to fully stroke her hair front to back like someone would stroke a sleeping kitten. Oh, it felt SO soft; SO silky; even better than I had been dreaming it would.
I was totally into the moment, fulfilling my dream, when she stirred. I instantly stopped and commanded my erection to go down (which it didn’t).
But to my surprise, Tiffany said, “Don’t stop. That feels nice.”
I was so shocked that I just froze. I didn’t know what to do. “Did she really stay not to stop?”
“Don’t stop Tommy. I like that. Your Dad used to run his fingers through my hair, but doesn’t anymore.”
“Really? Why would he stop?” I said as I continued what I was doing.
“I don’t know. He’s just so busy that he doesn’t have time for me anymore.”
Unfortunately, my erection was not going down and I was sure Tiffany could feel it. “If she moves her head at all, I’ll cum in my pants!”
She lazily turned over on her back, which rotated her head on my crotch. “Now I KNOW she is aware of my cock!” ran through my mind.
With her head now in a different position on my lap, I could stroke her hair more fully. My cock was beginning to throb now, so if Tiffany wasn’t fully aware of it, then something was wrong with her.
Then she yawned and said, “I can’t believe we both slept here all night.”
“Yeah, we slept together!” popped into my mind, but I said, “Well, first time for everything I guess.”
“You know what? I feel like a morning swim. Come on.” Then she jumped up and headed for her bedroom to change. She looked back at me when I didn’t move, “Come on! I don’t want to swim alone!”
* * * *
We spread our beach towels on adjacent chaise lounges and Tiffany headed straight for the pool. I really wasn’t into getting wet this early in the morning, so I just lay down on my chaise lounge and watched her (my favorite pastime).
“My God, she has the most fantastic body I’ve ever seen! She’s straight out of a Sports Illustrated swim suit edition.” Her green bikini top had ties behind her neck and behind her back. The bottom had ties on each hip. She walked three steps down into the water, stopped, untied her bikini top, and dropped it in the water. She then pulled both ties on her bikini bottom and let it fall into the water.
I was frozen in place, not believing my eyes! Tiffany had just stripped in front of me! My erection was back.
Then she walked down into the waist deep water and pushed forward and down to the bottom of the pool, her round ass surfacing briefly in the process. She swam to the far end under water and back.
As she surfaced near me, she put her head back so that her hair would flow back and not in her eyes. I think all girls do that and it is so sexy!
“Come on chicken! Get wet. The water’s great!”
She didn’t have to twist my arm. I walked over to the edge of the pool and dove in. After swimming to the far end and back, I got out and sat on the edge of the pool. Tiffany swam slowly over to me and stood up, water running down her plump perfect breasts and dripping off her large erect nipples. She just stood there in front of me in waste deep water, letting me look her up and down.
Then she moved between my knees, placed her hands on my legs and said, “You know, I couldn’t help but notice your erection this morning.”
“Oh God, how embarrassing! Sorry.”
“Don’t be embarrassed. It’s a natural thing. Did I cause it?”
“Not exactly. I caused it by running my fingers through your hair. I’ve always wanted to do that.”
“Really? I never knew! Well, you now have my permission to run your fingers through my hair any time you want. When your Dad’s not around, of course.”
“I’ll remember that,” I said as I reached up and ran my fingers through her soft wet hair.
Then on a whim I said, “You know something else I’ve always wanted to do?”
“Suck the water from your wet hair.”
“Oh, that sounds sexy!”
I put my hands on the back of her neck and pulled her head to my face. I began by running my tongue down the side of her head, starting above her ear. As I reached the back of her head, I grabbed a mouthful of hair in my mouth and sucked the water out and swallowed it. My God, it was such a turn-on! And the water tasted just like her hair smells after she showers.
I moved back to the side of her head again, a little further up this time, and repeated the movement, ending with an even larger mouthful of hair.
“Oh Tommy! That is SO sexy! How did you ever think of it?”
“It just came to me one day while I was watching you swim.”
“Why are you wearing a bathing suit? That’s not fair.”
She grabbed me by the hips and pulled me into the pool and pulled down my bathing suit in one continuous motion.
“Now that’s better.” She took a deep breath and dropped to her knees under water, took my erect cock into her warm mouth, and just sucked it for 15 to 20 seconds. Then she came up, exhaled, and put her arms around my neck. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time. Would you like to cum in my mouth?” (That question is music to every guy’s ears.)
I was so shocked I couldn’t answer. All I could do was grab her around the waist, pull her against me, and kiss her the way I’d dreamed of doing so many times. My cock was between her legs, rubbing on her completely shaved pussy.
After our kiss, she said, “I’ll take that as a yes,” as she dropped back under water and took my cock in her mouth again. She immediately began to deep throat me, moving her Adam’s apple up and down to stroke my cock.
I began running my fingers through her gorgeous, soft blonde hair again. It felt even more sensuous under water. It only took me about 20 seconds to shoot off in her throat. I had never had a blowjob before, so this experience was mind-blowing for me. Her mouth was so warm compared to the cool water. The contrast heightened the experience and added to the length of my climax.
When I was completely finished, Tiffany came up out of the water with her face up, her beautiful hair flowing back over her head. She took a big swallow and said, “Did you like that?”
Breathlessly I managed to say, “What do you think?”
“I think you did. I also think you should take me to bed.”
She took my hand and we climbed out of the pool, grabbed our beach towels, and went straight to her bedroom. Still dripping wet, she pulled the bedspread off the bed, spread out the two beach towels on the bed, lay down with her knees up and legs spread, rubbed a finger up and down her swollen pussy and said, “It’s your turn.”
As I looked at her lying there, wet, wanting me, my heart pounding in my chest, I could hardly breathe . I could hear my heart beating in my ears. “I can’t believe this is happening! Two years of fantasizing about Tiffany, and now here she is, naked, legs spread wide, begging me to take her!”
I moved onto the bed, positioned myself between her legs, and began to kiss her inner thigh while I thought about what I was going to do next. I had never performed oral sex on a girl before, so I was a bit apprehensive that I would not satisfy her. Oh, I’d seen it done a few times in porn movies, but this was going to be the real thing.
As I moved up her thigh getting closer to her pussy, I tried to visualize what I was going to do. I wanted to stimulate her, but sure as hell didn’t want to hurt her or embarrass myself. I knew that a girl’s clit was her most sensitive area, so I decided to concentrate my efforts there.
As I reached her pussy, I gathered saliva on my tongue and smeared it around the small button I found at the top. Tiffany moaned loudly and arched her hips toward my face, so I must have done something right. I explored the folds I found there. Her juices were flowing freely as I searched her pussy with my tongue.
“Oh Tommy, that is SO good. Don’t stop.”
Not wanting to disappoint her, I continued to rub my wet tongue up and down on her clit. She began to slowly push her hips up and down, her breathing became heavy, and her folds became puffed up and thick.
“Oh God Tommy,” she moaned as I pushed my tongue hard against her clit.
Then her body began to quiver, her hips pushed up hard against my tongue, she grabbed my head in her hands and cried out, “I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Don’t stop!”
My tongue was cramping, but I kept pushing against her clit until her climax seemed to be over and she said, “I want you inside me. Please fuck me.”
”Is this really happening?” I asked myself. “Did Tiffany just beg me to fuck her?”
Tiffany pulled me up to her face and kissed me hungrily. This planted my hard cock directly against her wet pussy. As she arched her hips, she reached down and guided me into her, then raised her legs and wrapped them around my waist.
Even though this was my first time, I knew what to do. I began to thrust into beautiful Tiffany as hard and fast as I could.
“Slow down. Make it last,” she whispered.
So I complied and continued to thrust deep into her, but much slower now. It did feel better this way. I could feel every inch of her pussy as I pushed in and pulled out of her.
Again in a whisper she said, “That’s just right. You feel so good inside me.”
“I sure do,” is all I could manage to say. I was so lost in the sensations that I felt dizzy.
Tiffany whispered in my ear, “Have you been wanting to fuck me?”
“Ever since the day we met.”
“Oh I thought so. I’ve felt your eyes on me for years.”
“I thought you didn’t notice.”
“Oh this is SO good and SO wicked! Let’s fuck all day.” Her breathing was so heavy that she could hardly get the words out.
“You won’t get an argument from me.”
“I’m going to cum again. Fuck me harder.”
I started to slam my cock deep into her so hard that I was afraid I would bruise her pussy. She moaned with each thrust, holding me tighter against her body and thrusting her hips up to meet mine.
Soon she yelled out again as her body quivered from head to toe, then fell limp on the bed under me.
I had not cum yet, so I continued to pump her lethargic body. I didn’t know if she was asleep or not, but I was going to continue to fuck her anyway. Feeling Tiffany’s limp body under me as I thrust into it, made me even more aroused. It was like I was fucking her in her sleep without her knowing it.
I soon exploded deep inside her, my cock spurting cum that began to spew out onto the towels. This was the most fantastic sexual experience in my life. I couldn’t imagine anything ever topping it.
Once I was totally spent, I collapsed on top of sweet, gorgeous Tiffany, her soft blonde hair rubbing against my cheek. So many times I had tried to imagine the feeling of her body under me, her hair against my face. But this was real and much, much better than my fantasies.
After a couple of minutes, Tiffany whispered, “That was fantastic, Tommy. I think you liked fucking my limp body.”
“You did that on purpose?”
“Yes. Guys seem to like it, and that makes me like it.”
I rolled off of her and just lay there staring at the ceiling. Tiffany sat up and bent forward to take my limp cock in her mouth. As she sucked and licked my wet cock, she said, “I’m just cleaning you up a bit.”
In her expert mouth, it didn’t take my cock long to get erect again.
Tiffany said, “Good. You’re ready to go again. “
She jumped out of bed and said, “But I’m starving. Let’s have breakfast before we continue.”
She found a short, sheer rob on the floor, wrapped it around her perfect body, and left the room saying, “Come on. Help me.”
I went to my room, found a pair of boxer shorts, and went downstairs to find Tiffany already scrambling eggs, with coffee brewing in the coffee maker, her hair once again perfect.
“Why don’t you make the toast?”
As we sat down to eat, Tiffany said, “I want to make love in every room in the house. That will be fun. We’ll have those memories no matter what room we’re in. What do you think?”
I gulped and almost choked on my coffee. “Sounds like a wonderful idea to me. Better than any of my fantasies.”
“You’ve had fantasies about me?”
She smiled and said, “Tell me about them.”
After swallowing a bite of egg, I said, “Well, one just took place upstairs.”
“Oh, mine too.”
“You’ve had fantasies like that about me?”
“Oh sure,” she answered nonchalantly.
“I don’t believe that.”
“Why not? You’re a very attractive guy. I’m a very sexual girl. And most of all, I knew you wanted me.”
“Yeah, I’m realizing that now.”
“Want to hear my favorite fantasy about you?”
I looked at Tiffany, wondering how this beautiful creature sitting across the table, could have sex fantasies about ME! “Of course!”
“Well, it starts as I sneak into your room in the middle of the night. You are exhausted and fast asleep because you’ve played basketball all afternoon with friends. I slowly pull the covers off of you and discover that you’re sleeping in the nude and your nice cock is lying there on your leg. I quietly kneel down beside the bed and carefully take you into my mouth and suck you softly and slowly, hoping you won’t wake up.
“Your cock immediately begins to grow in my mouth, so I have to be careful. I continue to suck you and you get harder and harder until you suddenly cum in my mouth, moaning softly as you do.
“I continue to suck you until your cock goes soft again, quietly pull the covers back over you, and sneak out of the room. What do you think? You like it?”
Again I looked at her sitting across from me; the most beautiful girl in the world. “That is very arousing.”
“Maybe I’ll try it some night when you least expect it.”
After we cleared the table, Tiffany was placing the dishes in the sink as I came up behind her, slid my arms around her waist, pulled her against my body, and ran my tongue through the hair behind her ear.
She moaned and said, “Why is that so sexy?”
“Because your hair makes me hard.”
“I can tell,” she said as she pushed her round ass against my erection. “I want you on the kitchen table.”
We moved to the table as she dropped her robe to the floor. As she voluntarily leaned over the table and grabbed the far edge in both hands, I dropped my shorts to free my swollen cock.
She looked back over her shoulder and said, “Are you going to fuck me?”
I slowly pushed my cock deep into her wet pussy as her grip on the table tightened. I pushed so hard that the table began to slide across the floor.
“Oh Tommy, you feel SO good!” she cried. “Fuck me harder.”
I began to thrust into Tiffany harder than I thought possible. With every thrust, the table would slide an inch across the floor, two of the chairs turning over along the way. After several minutes, the table had moved five feet across the room, contacted the wall and wouldn’t move any further.
Tiffany suddenly stood up, causing my cock to pop out of her and said, “Let’s go in the dining room.”
We walked into the dining room where she moved one of the chairs away from the table, boosted herself up onto it, and lay down with her knees up and spread. “Fuck me here.”
On the dining room table, she was perfectly positioned as I placed her legs on my shoulders, grabbed her hips, and pushed my cock into her again. She was SO accommodating and SO cooperative that I felt I could do anything to her and she’d love it.
As I pumped her harder and harder, Tiffany whispered, “Don’t cum yet. Let’s go in the living room.”
So off we went to the living room where she said, “Why don’t you sit on the sofa?”
I complied as she crawled on the sofa with her knees on each side of my hips. She reached down, took my cock in her fingers, guided it toward her pussy, and slowly sat down on it.
“Oh, that feels good,” she whispered as she began to grind forward and back on my cock. “Are you ready to cum?”
“Yeah. I can’t hold back much longer.”
She said, “Let me cum first,” as she increased her grinding.
Within seconds, sweet, beautiful Tiffany threw her head back and moaned loudly, pushing her pussy hard against my pelvis. She was having a devastating climax… on MY cock! I couldn’t believe it.
She quickly lifted off of me and moved down on the floor between my legs. But instead of putting my cock in her mouth, she took it in her hand and pushed it into her gorgeous blonde hair. She wrapped a handful of hair around it and proceeded to stroke it.
This was totally unexpected, but very arousing for me. I had never thought about fucking her hair before, but this was definitely an exciting and sensuous feeling.
It didn’t take long until my cock began to shoot cum into Tiffany’s soft blonde hair. The sight of it turned me on even more and must have extended my climax by ten to fifteen seconds, and made me spurt even more cum into her waiting hair.
Once I was finished, Tiffany moved my cock into her mouth, sucking it clean, then sucking my cum from her hand and fingers. “I think you liked that.”
“I did. How did you know I would?”
“Well, you got a serious erection this morning just by running your fingers through my hair, so I figured that running your cock through it would be an even greater turn-on.”
I studied her for a moment, looked into her beautiful blue eyes, then all around her perfect face, and up to her soft cum-soaked hair. “You are such a doll. You know that?”
Tiffany smiled and said, “No one’s ever called me a doll before.”
“Well, from now on you’re my doll.”
She moved onto the sofa, straddled my legs again, and hugged me close for a long time.
“Let’s go shower before we continue. We have several more rooms to go.”
“I have one requirement.”
“You have to let me shampoo your hair. I’ve dreamed of that for years”
“Well, it’s only fair since it’s your cum you’ll be shampooing out.” She smiled, stood up, took my hand, and we headed for the large shower in her master bathroom.
* * * *
As I shampooed Tiffany’s hair, running my fingers through it, I became aroused again. I had often imagined that her shampoo-filled hair would be extremely sensuous, but the reality of it was so much more vivid and arousing.
Tiffany was gently stroking my soapy cock with one hand and my balls with the other. I asked myself, “Will I ever get enough of Tiffany or will I just keep getting hard-ons all day?”
Tiffany said, “I’m glad to see that you’re ready again. I want to make it with you in the shower.”
“My God Tiffany! We’re living all my dreams!”
She went down on her knees to allow me to rinse her hair in the shower, while rinsing my cock and balls at the same time. Once my cock was soap-free, she took it deep into her mouth and pumped slowly on it. Her mouth felt SO good as I ran my hands over her head and beautiful squeaky-clean hair. As the shower continued to fall on her head and run down her face and onto my cock, I began to slowly push into her throat.
After a couple of minutes, she stood up, put her back against the wall, and pulled me over to her. As she raised one leg and placed it on my hip, I used one hand to guide my cock into her moist pussy. Tiffany was obviously as insatiable as I was. I wondered, “How many times can I fuck her before I can no longer get aroused?”
She wrapped her arms around my neck and used her leg to pull me into her. “Oh that’s so nice. But please don’t cum. We have more places to make love.”
I continued to fuck her against the wall of the shower for three or four minutes when I knew it was time to stop. “Where do you want to go next?”
Panting heavily, she said, “You choose. There are three bedrooms and the office left.”
“I think we should make it in one of the guest rooms, and then take a nap before lunch.”
“You must be a mind reader.”
We quickly dried off and headed for the nearest guest room. Again, Tiffany pulled the bedspread off the bed and crawled in. She was on her back, but I wanted her from behind.
“Take a pillow, roll over on your stomach, and put the pillow under your hips.”
Sweet Tiffany said, “Oh, I like that position.”
After positioning herself on the pillow and spreading her legs wide, she said, “I am so ready for you. Hurry!”
I was between her legs before the words were out of her mouth, guiding my cock toward her swollen, wet pussy. I was so close to my climax that I knew I wouldn’t last long.
As I plunged my hard cock deep into Tiffany with one quick thrust and she cried out in surprise. I grabbed her shoulders and started to pump her hard, my stomach slapping against her ass, the sound arousing us both.
I lasted less than a minute before my cock exploded, spurting cum deep inside her. The tingling up my spine as I climaxed felt so good that I didn’t want it to end.
Tiffany’s thundering climax was not far behind. She pushed her ass up against my thrusting and yelled, “God, baby, don’t stop! Fuck me. Fuck me!”
I continued to pound her until she went limp under me. I rolled off of her, totally spent, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath.
Sweet, gorgeous Tiffany turned her head to face me and smiled, her sleepy eyes looking into mine. She reached out and ran her hand down my cheek and fell asleep as it dropped onto my chest.
I looked at her for a few minutes, reviewing the sex we’d had in the last three hours. At some point I too went to sleep.
* * * *
We woke up at around 1:30. Tiffany was cuddled in my arms, her head on my chest, her finger making circles on my stomach. My cock began to grow again as she moved her hand down and rubbed it softly with one finger.
“Do you want to have lunch or do you want me again?”
“I think my cock is giving you my answer.”
“Okay. Let’s go to the office.”
Dad’s office was fairly large with built-in bookshelves, a large mahogany desk, two leather arm chairs, and a table with a desktop computer, a multi-function printer, and a fax machine. Tiffany headed straight for the desk, pushed all the papers and pens onto the floor, and bent over.
“Take me from behind again. That’s my favorite position.”
The sight of Tiffany lying completely naked on my Dad’s desk was more of a turn-on than I thought it would be. I mused, “He’ll use this desk for years never knowing that I fucked Tiffany on it.”
I dropped to my knees, spread the cheeks of her ass, and started running my tongue up and down her moist pussy. She was moaning and squirming, wanting me to fuck her. But I wasn’t ready to yet.
I continued to lick her for a couple of minutes, then let my tongue slowly venture up to her asshole. She didn’t seem to mind or didn’t notice as I ran my tongue around her rectum and then pushed it inside.
“Oh baby. That feels so weird and so good.”
That’s all the encouragement I needed as I stuck my finger in her pussy to lubricate it, then pushed it into her ass… all the way.
“Mmm,” Tiffany moaned without a bit of protest.
I began to slowly finger-fuck her ass as my cock became rock hard. I stood up and used my other hand to guide it into her pussy. Sweet Tiffany was now being fucked in both holes at the same time and apparently loving it.
I switched from my finger to my thumb and continued to fuck her holes. She moaned and wiggled on the desk as though ants were crawling up her back.
“Oh baby. Fuck my ass with your cock. There’s some K-Y in the bathroom.”
I quickly retrieved the K-Y Jelly from her medicine cabinet, smeared some on my cock and some on her rectum.
“Hurry baby. I want it so bad.”
I grabbed her hips, positioned my cock at her rectum, and slowly penetrated her. I was surprised to see that it yielded easily as I continued to push my cock in.
Tiffany made a gasp for air as I continued and pushed my cock all the way into her ass.
“Oh Tiffany, you feel so tight and so good!”
“This is only my second time.”
Right then I didn’t care when the first time was or with whom. I just began to slowly fuck her ass as though it was her first time. It was certainly my first time.
“A little slower baby.”
I slowed my thrusting as much as I could, feeling like I couldn’t last much longer. The feel of her tight rectum around my cock was unbelievable!
“Oh God baby, I’m cumming.”
I started to cum also, squirting my load deep into her ass. But I couldn’t stop. Her ass just felt too good to stop.
“Wait. Wait. I can’t take any more. I’m sorry baby.”
I pulled slowly out of sweet Tiffany’s ass and sat down in a chair. “That’s okay. I’m worn out anyway. I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
“You didn’t. I just wanted to stop before you did. I’m essentially a virgin back there.”
“But you said it was your second time.”
“Well, the first time was eight years ago and he only penetrated me about an inch. You put it all the way in. It felt really good. And that surprised me. But I wanted to stop before you got carried away the way I did.”
“You got carried away?”
“Couldn’t you tell? I was totally into it. And that scared me.”
I just looked at her sitting there in the other chair. She was such a goddess; such a sex machine. And today she was totally mine.
“Tiffany, what are we going to do about this?”
“Our having sex.”
“I don’t want to think about that right now. Right now we should jump in the shower, have lunch, then pick another bedroom.”
“You want to do every room today?”
“Yes. That’s the most exciting part.”
* * * *
After lunch and another quick shower, Tiffany said, “Okay my love. It’s your turn to choose. There’s a guest room and your room left.”
“What about the stairs? They’re right at the front door.”
“You’re right! You sweet thing. You’re into this as much as I am.”
“How about the guest room? I want to save my room for last. We can sleep there tonight.”
“That’s a great idea. Come on.”
We headed up to the guest room where Tiffany again pulled the bedspread onto the floor and climbed in. “How do you want me?”
Those words are music to any man’s ears.
“I want to try the sixty-nine position. Have you ever done that?”
“I’ve heard of it, but I don’t know what it is exactly.”
I had sweet, gorgeous Tiffany turn so that her body was across the bed; her head near me. I crawled onto the bed and over her slender body.
“I think I understand now. This is going to be wonderful!”
“Pull your knees up and spread your legs.”
She did as directed while at the same time taking my totally erect cock into her mouth. I spread my legs wider so that she wouldn’t have to raise her head too far in order to take my full length. I rested my upper body on my elbows, grabbed her thighs, and lowered my head down between them.
As my tongue touched her clit, sweet Tiffany let out a muffled moan; muffled because my cock was so deep in her mouth.
We went to work on each other. I toyed with her clit, which was driving her crazy. And she was pushing my cock so deep into her throat that I could feel her nose squishing into my balls. All I could do was to let her do all the work on my cock. The position I was in didn’t let me push with my hips at all.
But Tiffany could push with her hips. She began to thrust against my tongue in time with her thrusting head. It all felt so good that I was getting dizzy again.
After about ten minutes, Tiffany stopped sucking me and yelled, “Oh baby. You’re so good!” barely able to get the words out because she was so aroused and gasping for air. She immediately put my cock back in her throat, just as I began to squirt cum on her face. She gobbled up every drop and seemed to want more.
I pressed my tongue hard against her clit, knowing that would send her over the edge. And it did. She let out a long, loud moan and pushed her pelvis against my tongue until her body began to quiver. “Oh God,” she screamed out so loud I thought the neighbors would hear. Her body remained rigid and quivering for almost a minute it seemed like. Then she went completely limp. A scenario I was becoming familiar with.
Gorgeous Tiffany finally had enough breath to say, “Oh sweetie, that was fantastic! I think this is my new favorite position.”
I rolled over onto my back and said, “Mine, too. I’ve always heard that the sixty-nine position was good, but I never dreamed it would be so great.”
“I’m still so aroused. I want to cum again.” Her hips were still thrusting.
I quickly mounted her again and pressed my tongue against her clit. She immediately started to climax again. Wave after wave of quivers traveled through her gorgeous body. I think she was having a continuous orgasm, something I’d never heard of before.
The whole time this was happening to her body, she was sucking my limp cock. She would suck it into her mouth and slowly pull it out, stretching it in the process. But try as she might, my cock would not get another erection. It needed a rest.
Tiffany’s orgasm finally ended and I rolled off of her again. We lay there for probably an hour dozing in and out of consciousness. We were both so sweaty and spent that we just needed to recover.
When we were both awake, Tiffany said, “I have a great idea. Why don’t we shower and go out for dinner? I think Italian would be nice.”
“That sounds wonderful. But, only on one condition.”
“You have to let me wash your hair again.”
* * * *
Over dinner we looked at each other with smiles that suggested we had a deep, dark, but exciting secret. A secret we could hardly contain.
I said, “I’m so tired I can hardly lift my fork.”
“Poor baby! Did little Tiffany wear you out?” patting my hand.
“I might have one more in me. We’ll see.”
“You’d better have one more for your bed!”
When we got home we went straight to my bedroom and started to undress.
Tiffany said, “I always sleep in the nude.”
“I always sleep in my boxers.”
“Well, when I’m in bed with you, you’ll sleep in the nude. Okay?”
We crawled into bed and pulled the covers up over us. We lay there a while just looking at each other while I ran my fingers through her beautiful hair and she ran her finger around my cock. I couldn’t believe it, but I soon had another hard erection.
Sweet Tiffany said, “I tell you what, since we’re both so tired, why don’t I just give you a quick blowjob.”
She didn’t wait for an answer. “Stay on your side facing me.”
She pushed the covers down to the foot of the bed and moved down until her face was at my waist. Taking my erect cock into her mouth, she began to suck me slowly. This position, with both of us on our sides, was very restful and easy for us both.
I closed my eye, put my hand on the back of her head, and began to fuck her mouth.
She stopped and said, “Let me do it. You just lay there and enjoy it.”
I complied and relaxed, but kept my hand on her head and grabbed a handful of her soft hair.
Tiffany took my cock in her hand and put just the head in her mouth. As she began to stroke my cock, she sucked hard on the head like it was a huge straw. She didn’t have to move her head, just jerk me off with her hand.
And it didn’t take long. Her sucking made the head of my cock so sensitive that it was driving me crazy! I soon began to shoot spurts of cum into her sucking mouth. She kept sucking me and swallowing until every drop of my cum was gone.
Sweet, gorgeous Tiffany moved back up and lay down beside me, pulling the covers with her.
“That was really nice Tiffany.”
“I liked it, too. You taste really good.”
“You know we didn’t fulfill your goal of making love in every room today.”
“There’s always tomorrow. I want to add the pool to the list anyway.”
We were both so tired we could hardly keep our eyes open. There was just enough light coming through the window for us to see each other. I was holding one of her hands in mine and running my fingers through her silky hair with the other.
After a while, I said, “Tiffany, you know I’m in love with you don’t you? I think I have been for a long time.”
“I know. I think I’m in love with you, too. It wasn’t until I felt your erection against my cheek this morning that I realized the full extent of your feelings and mine.”
* * * * *
It didn’t take my Dad long to find out what had happened between Tiffany and me while he was gone. He made a big scene and kicked her out of the house and started divorce proceedings.
He told me that if I ever saw Tiffany again, he would write me out of his will and cancel my trust fund. Since Dad was worth over sixty million dollars, I did as I was told.
But, Tiffany and I have seen each other from time to time when I’m in Orlando on business. She is married again and is still the most sensuous woman I’ve ever been with, able to give me an erection just with the smell of her perfume.
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