“So, how are we going to get him big again?” she started putting her hand on his not quite flaccid cock, “so he can fill me up?”

“I think another taste of your delicious pussy will do it quite nicely! But this time I want you on your back with your legs in the air!”

“Ooo, I like the sound of that!”

He managed to step out of the pants that threatened to trip him when he turned to walk, took the hand of his naked beauty, and led her to the bedroom. He pulled the bedspread back and had her sit on the side of the bed. She lay back, and with her feet on the bed’s edge, spread her legs wide.

“Mmm! I think I could just stand here looking at you and get hard again!” he said as he stood between her parted knees, bent over with his hands next to her tits that fell to her sides, and mashed his lips against hers in a tongue-tangling kiss.

“Thank you,” she said, loving his compliments, “but please don’t do that!” she giggled, having been teased by the touch of his cock against her pussy when he bent over.

“Don’t worry! I wouldn’t pass up another taste of my naughty girl’s pussy!” he said, pushing that agenda that she seemed to keep coming back to.

“Ohhh!” she cried with her hands in his hair as he pushed her tits against his face again.

He loved the feeling of all that soft, smooth flesh against his face and the fact that she loved it too. He turned his face left and right to suckle on her nipples that had her breathing heavily, and he wondered if he really could make her cum from manhandling her tits, but she voted against him trying with her hands pushing his face down between her legs.

“Oh my God!” she cried, feeling his lips pressed against her swollen, wet labia. “Oh, that’s it! Eat me, Max!” she begged as he nibbled on the tender flesh.

He had tongue tricks too, and she felt them all leaving her writhing on the bed. At one point, she pulled her knees back to give him better access. Impassioned pleas and guttural groans escaped her lips in reaction to the intense tongue lashing.

She was close to cumming again when she put her feet on his shoulders and lifted her hips, pushing her meaty pussy into his face. With her ass off the bed, she felt his hands on her cheeks and, squeezing them hard, provided yet another stimulation, driving her quickly to another climax.

“I’m gonna cum, Max! I’m gonna cum so hard!” she gasped. “OH – MY – GOD!” she screamed when fingers in her pussy and others pressing on her back door drove her over the edge, leaving her body spastically shaking on the bed. “Oh! Ohh! No! No more! I want you inside me! Please?” she pleaded as he continued lapping up the latest portion of her juicy dessert.

He stood up, holding his erection in one hand, and while the other continued fingering her, he asked, “You want this? In here?”

“Yes! Yes! F – f – fuck me!” Tammy pleaded, the f-word being torn from her God-fearing soul by raw passion, as she rolled over and offered a tantalizing invitation on her hands and knees.

Max climbed on the bed and walked on his knees to kneel behind her sumptuously large cheeks and dripping pussy. She answered with pleading sighs when he ran the tip of his harder-than-ever cock through her seething wet slit. A few times, up and down, finishing the last upstroke with …

“Oh yeah! That feels SO good!” she said, in a voice that almost sounded like a complaint, but when she pushed back hard against his initial thrust, she made clear what she wanted.

Out slowly and back in again, they both sighed loudly. Each time in, he stayed fully embedded in her, squirming and grinding his hips against her, savoring the feeling of being wrapped so tightly in her silky sheath. With just enough movement to create the delicious friction between their sensitive parts, they moaned and groaned their appreciation for something neither had felt in a very long time.

“You feel so good, Tammy! Holding me in your tight pussy!” he said, as he started a slow rhythm, in and out, feeling the walls of her tunnel sliding against his shaft. In and out, with her hips pushing back to regain the fantastic fullness in her needy pussy. In and out, with his hands on her hips, pulling and on her ass, squeezing. In and out, leaning over her to hold her tits now swinging freely beneath her.

“Ooo! Again!” she cried when he lightly smacked the fleshy cheeks of her ass. “Yeah!” she gasped as she looked back at him, wondering if he knew. It was the perfect opportunity to beg for more, but still, she couldn’t do it.

‘Was that a desire for more, or a warning not to do it again?’ he wondered about the look she gave him. He would love to pull her over his knee and spank her like the naughty girl she kept claiming to be, but the only other time he’d revealed his lifelong interest in spanking ended in disaster, and he didn’t want to spoil what they had right now. A few playful smacks on the ass during sex were not even a suitable preamble to what he’d really like to do to her.

She had a similar fleeting thought, wondering if he might actually do it, but wouldn’t risk the incredible screwing she was getting on the chance of the other. And it was truly incredible. It wasn’t disbelief any longer, but acceptance and pride that this sexy man was giving her everything she wanted, save one.

It had only been a few minutes, and she could feel another even more breathtaking climax coming on fast. She rocked back, meeting his forward thrust with her own, his hips crashing into big, soft cheeks.

“I’m gonna cum, Daddy! Cum with me! Please?” she begged, not even realizing she’d called him that in the throes of ecstasy.

“Me too, Tammy! Do I have to …”

“No! Cum in my pussy!” she answered, not needing to hear the whole question, “I want to feel you pump your seed inside me!”

Their pace nearly doubled as both held on wanting as much as they could get before the final release, hopefully together. They raced to the finish together, and with her cry, ‘I’m cumming!’ they came almost simultaneously.

Two people, denied for so long, cried out with the spectacular orgasm that hit them like a tidal wave, drowning them in subsequent waves of long-denied bliss. Tammy dropped her shoulders to the bed’s surface as her body shook, while Max pressed hard against her hips, not wanting the fantastic feeling of being sheathed in her pussy to end.

Their breathing gradually returned to normal, and he fell onto the bed on his back beside Tammy. Moving to lie on her side next to him, she put her hand out, gently stroking his hairless chest as a comforting gesture, waiting for his eyes to open.

He smiled when he saw her kind face again. Reaching for her, he pulled her to him for a tender kiss of gratitude.

“Words can’t describe the way I feel right now,” he confessed when their lips parted.

“You were incredible, Max!”

“No, WE were incredible!” he corrected. “It’s been so long, Tammy, but like you said …”

“Good things come to those who wait! It has for me too!” she said as she scooched up against him, his arm around her.

“So, is that what you’re like when you’re naughty?” he asked, testing the waters.

“Oh, I can be much more naughty than that! And I wish I could stay and show you. My mother knows I’m gonna be late, but she’ll be expecting me soon. And I have to get up at four for work!”

“We never drank our tea. Can you stay for a cup?”

“I’d like that,” she said with a gentle smile. She rolled toward him for another kiss, which soon became several, threatening to reignite something between them. “Mmm, don’t get me going again, Max!” she said as she sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, standing and offering a hand to help him off as well.

He took her hand and led her to the outside balcony again, where their clothes still lay strewn on the floor. They dressed in only their underwear before taking the tray of tea back into the kitchen. He heated two cups in the microwave while she refreshed the small pitcher of milk from the fridge.

Waiting on the tea, he pulled her back against him again, with his hands on her tummy first and then cupping her magnificent breasts. Her head rolled back for another kiss, just as the microwave’s ding signaled their tea was ready. He added milk and sugar, while she put a single teaspoon of honey in hers and went back to the balcony.

Max sat on the chaise lounge with Tammy between his legs.

“What a beautiful night with a beautiful view!” she said, looking out over the twinkling lights of historic Savannah.

“And a wonderful girl who’s beautiful too!” he added, getting a smile and a kiss for his poetic addition. “Tammy, I’d really like to do this again. Soon!” he said with emphasis on the last word.

“Ohh, I would too, Max! When?” she asked, turning to face him.

“The weekend?” he offered, thinking she might have more time.

“I’m not working Saturday. If I came in the afternoon, we’d have more time than we did tonight?” she phrased as a question.

“And take a break for dinner? Or not?”

“I’ll bring pizza for us and beer for you!” she said, getting excited again.

“Mmm! I can’t wait! Am I gonna find out just how naughty you can be?” he asked suggestively.

“Is that what you want me to be? Hm? A naughty little girl?”

“Careful, young lady! You might find out what happens to little girls when they’re naughty!”

“Oh? What happens to them?” she asked, her heart racing already, hoping against hope that he knew what she’d been hinting at.

“You’ll have to come on Saturday to find out!” he said, with his hand slipping into her sexy red panties again, fingers pawing at her lips and the slit between.

“Oh, God! I’ll definitely come on Saturday! I’ll cum and and cum and cum! Oh, Max! Don’t stop! I’m – I’m cumming now! Oh fuck!” she cried with her body shaking again, and flooding his hand with her juice. “I’d better go or we’re gonna end up back in bed!”

“That’s okay with me!”

“I wish I could!” she replied sincerely between uneven breaths. “C’mon. Take me back to my car and I promise I’ll make it up to you on Saturday!”

He grabbed her around the waist when she tried to get up, kissed her on the neck, and then let her go. She had to dress fully or she’d have her mother questioning what she’d gotten up to, but Max just pulled his pants on and left his shirt open. He slipped into his Topsiders again, and they made their way downstairs. In the lobby, he showed her how to use the intercom system when she came back on Saturday.

She wished the drive were longer with the cool evening breeze blowing through the car. She lay her head back against the headrest while holding Max’s hand, reliving the most wonderful night she’d had in many years. They instinctively reached across the console to kiss at every red light.

Happy for what they’d had, but disappointed it had to end, they hugged when they got to her car.

“Good night, Tammy,” he said with a subdued voice. “I can’t wait till Saturday!”

“Oh, me too, Max! Good night!” she said with a short kiss and got into her car. He waited till she drove off to return to his car and head home.

His ride was short, but her longer drive had her already anticipating Saturday. Would she finally realize her lifelong dream of being taken over her daddy’s knee and spanked like a naughty little girl? She took a deep breath and steeled herself for the almost three-day wait till she’d find out.

Tammy went to work the following day with a permanent smile plastered on her face. She’d gotten so much more from last night than even her imagination could conjure. Not only was the sex beyond her dreams, but there was also the promise of more to come on Saturday. She tried to curb her expectations regarding the fulfillment of the fantasy she’d given up on ever living, telling herself that everything else was worth savoring and anticipating on its own. If that dream came true as well, it would be icing on the cake.

There were times when she wondered whether it was something she really wanted, or could even tolerate. She’d spanked herself with a hairbrush or kitchen spoon during those scarce times when she had the house to herself, and while that was enjoyable, she figured the real thing would be much more painful than she could administer herself. She decided that when she thought of Saturday, it would be the sexy man who drove her desire, not the spanking, though she wasn’t very successful.

Max had similar thoughts when he gave in to the hopes he had for Saturday. Work at the warehouse provided plenty of the usual hellish situations to take his mind off it, but when permitted, his thoughts returned to his sweet and saucy Tammy and her voluptuous body. He congratulated himself on being so uncharacteristically forward by asking to join her for a conversation a week ago. In those situations where a woman came on to him, even long ago when he was single, the respect for women he was taught by his upbringing had him missing out on many opportunities, the realization of which only dawned on him too late to do anything about it.

He’d dismissed any hopes of living his dream of having a relationship that included spanking. He had hoped before, but when he summoned the courage to approach his wife about it, she’d dashed them, branding him as some kind of pervert. Inevitably, the hints that Tammy had offered came to mind, but he tried to minimize their importance, knowing they could as easily show harmless intent.

Her frequent use of the word ‘naughty’ didn’t necessarily refer to spanking. Her initial use of it only seemed to suggest falling into bed together on their first date as something that good girls didn’t do. Plenty of women called their lovers ‘Daddy’ without expecting them to turn them over his knee and spank them. And then there were the two smacks to her ample bottom he’d given her, but that, too, was something that didn’t necessarily indicate a desire for much more, resulting in a stinging red bottom.

Still, he wouldn’t ignore her intriguing notions and see if he could draw her out a bit more to see if her needs aligned with his. He wondered whether he should leave the paddle he used on himself when he gave in to his own desires, lying about as a conversation starter or hint of his own.

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Tammy and Max, the unlikely lovers, have something special together, but will it get even more special? Come back for Part 3 and find out! In the meantime I'd love to see your 'Likes,' 'Favorites,' and comments and ... THANKS FOR READING!!