I live in a cabin in the woods that my wife and I built several years ago. She moved out last year and we got a divorce after twenty-five years. We’re still friends but just drifted apart. Life goes on. I’m a writer and have a couple of books published and a collection of poetry. I have a little following but nothing major by any means. I teach writing at a local college and a few on-line courses. I’m sixty-one and in pretty good shape considering I love to eat and hate to exercise--except for my garden. I grow most of my own food. I live a pretty simple life, but one day I decided to get a housemate, someone to help with the mortgage payments. I put up a sign at the local food co-op with little slips at the bottom for my phone number that said ask for Thom. I didn’t get any calls, but checked my sign at the co-op a few times and saw that a few slips had been taken.
One Sunday afternoon the phone rang and the caller asked for Thom. It was a woman’s voice. She sounded young. I said, “Yes, I was looking for a housemate but didn’t think a woman would call. I asked if she’d mind sharing the place with a man. She said, “It all depends. I just arrived in town and need a place to live.”
I told her I was five miles out of town and gave her directions. While I was waiting, I picked up things, wiped the kitchen counter, put some dishes away and ran a brush around the toilet bowl. The place looked pretty good. About fifteen minutes later, a red Saab pulled up and parked next to my old Subaru. I saw a young woman walking up the path, looking down at the ground, then up at the cabin. She wore a short denim skirt and a jeans jacket. She had long brownish hair, almost blonde. I opened the screen door as she approached and she looked up and smiled, “Hi. I’m Kate,” she said and shook my hand.
“Oh, wow, I love all the wood and the skylights,” she said when she entered and looked around.
She had a pretty face, high cheek bones and intense green eyes and freckles. Her long dusty blonde hair came down well past her shoulders.
“So where would I stay, if I took it?” she asked.
“You’d have the other side of the cabin,” I said. “Follow me and I’ll show you.”
When we entered the bedroom, she unzipped her jean jacket. She was wearing a tight black turtle neck and I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra because her nipples showed through her shirt. “She’s really built,” I thought, noticing how her grapefruit sized tits strained the material of her shirt.
“Nice room,” she said, looking at everything. “I like the skylight over the bed.”
“The bed is handmade,” I said. “Built it myself,” I added.
She pressed her hand down on the mattress, “Feels firm,” she said. “Where do you sleep?” she asked.
I told her I use the daybed in the other room because it’s closer to the bathroom. “We’ll have to share the bathroom and the kitchen,” I added. “Having the bathroom on the other side of the house is a design flaw but we had no choice.”
“It’s not the end of the world if I have to get up to pee,” she said.
“Here’s the closet,” I said. “It’s pretty big.”
“Great,” she said, rubbing her fingers over the handmade door. “Let me see the bathroom.”
She walked in front of me back to the other side of the cabin and I couldn’t help but notice her round ass in the short tight skirt. I then went in front of her and led her to the bathroom.
“Hey, you’ve got a washer and dryer. I’m so sick of Laundromats,” she said. I showed her the kitchen. “I’ve got two small refrigerators, so you could have one to yourself.” Kate looked around at everything.
“As you can see, it’s one big room with different areas.” I pointed to my bed. “That’s where I sleep.” I said.”
“I like it here,” she said.
“How do you feel about sharing the place with a man? I asked.
“Fine,” she smiled. “You don’t look like a mad rapist,” she said. “We can give it a try.” She was silent a minute, looking at me. “I hate to ask but can I pay you later. I need to get a job. Right now, I’m broke.”
“Of course,” I said. “I trust you.”
“I’ll go out to the car and get my stuff,” she said.
When she left, I watched her walk up the path, looking at her round ass and thought to myself, “It’s going to be a challenge living with such a sexy young woman.” Then I thought, “She’s young enough to be my daughter. I can’t let anything go on with her. I have to respect her privacy.”
When she came back in with a small suitcase and a backpack, I asked if she’d like a cup of coffee or tea.”
“Sure, let me put my stuff in the other room and I’ll join you,” she said.
While she was gone, I put on the coffee and got two mugs down and put them on the round oak table I had by the window. I had bird feeders right outside and loved sitting at the table watching the birds.
She sat down and noticed the bird feeders. “Oh, wow, this is great. I love watching birds.”
Just then there was a woodpecker at the suet and several yellow head finches at the feeder. I poured her coffee and she picked up the mug, holding it with both hands. “Great coffee,” she said, “nice and strong. Just the way I like it.”
While we sat, talking about this and that, she turned towards me and crossed her legs, causing her skirt to rise up her thighs. “What great legs she has,” I thought. At one point she put her mug down, leaned back in the chair and stretched her arms to the side making her tits and nipples show through her tight black shirt. Though I tried not to look, I think she saw me but didn’t say anything.
I could feel myself getting aroused looking at her but said to my self, “Nothing can happen with her. Nothing! She’s young enough to be my daughter.”
Finally, she got up and said, “I’m going to put my stuff away and get some rest. I’ll see you later.”
I picked up the mugs and went to the sink. I watched her walk to the other side of the cabin and tried not to look at her round ass swaying as she walked away. I then went into my office and tried to work but couldn’t get my mind off of what was happening. I kept thinking about Kate’s tits when she stretched and how her long legs looked when her skirt slipped up. I was getting aroused thinking about her ass, but knew I couldn’t let anything happen. “Nothing is going to happen,” I resolved, but knew this was going to be a challenge.
A few hours later, I was sitting in my easy chair in front of the wood stove reading a magazine when Kate came in and went to the sink for a glass of water. She had changed into a pair of tight faded jeans that really showed off her round ass. She still wore the black turtle neck sweater. I looked at her at the sink. “If those jeans were any tighter on her ass they’d split,” I said to myself, trying to stop looking at her.
It was getting dark out. “I’m hungry,” she said. “Do you mind if I make something?” she asked. “I’ll pay you back later?”
“I have some soup I made yesterday. I could heat that up,” I said.
“Sounds great, Can I help?” she asked.
“I just have to put it on the stove. It’ll take ten minutes.” I said and got up to take the pot out of the refrigerator then asked if she would like some red wine.
“I’d love some,” she said and sat down at the table.
I put the soup on the stove, then got two wine glasses and the wine. I had a light on over the table and there were two candles on the window sill. “Mind if I light these candles,” she said.
“Sure. Great idea,” I said and handed her a box of matches. The room was dark except for the candles and the dim light from the kitchen area.
I poured the wine and we clicked glasses. “To life!” she said and took a sip. “Nice wine,” she added and then took another drink, almost finishing the wine. She picked up the bottle and filled her glass again and mine. She took another big drink and put her glass down.
“How about if I serve the soup, it’s the least I can do,” she said then stood up and took another sip of her wine. When she put the glass down, she grazed my leg with her thigh as she went to the stove.
“I wonder if she did that on purpose,” I thought, watching her walk to the kitchen, her hips swaying slightly, the tight jeans straining at her ass.
She got two bowls from the shelf and two spoons then lifted the lid off the soup. “This soup looks and smells wonderful,” she said, glancing at me, smiling.
Our eyes met then she looked ladled the soup into the bowls. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her ass as she stood at the stove. “Those jeans are so tight on her,” I thought. “She looks so sexy. This is going to be a problem for me,” I said to myself, trying not to look at her.
She brought the soup to the table and we started eating. She took a sip. “Ummmm, this is wonderful soup,” she said, “I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”
She finished her wine and asked if I minded if she poured another glass. I nodded no and she poured herself another glass and filled mine. I liked that she was feeling comfortable. When we finished eating, she picked up our bowls and took them to the sink and rinsed them out. Again, I could not stop looking at her round ass in her tight jeans. She glanced at me looking at her. I think she knew I liked what I was seeing. She smiled then went back to washing the bowls.
I moved to my easy chair in front of the wood stove, turned on the lamp behind me, picked up a magazine, leaned back and tried to read it. Kate looked at me when I looked up at her and smiled. I turned back to the magazine, trying to get my mind off of her body. “I’ve got to control myself,” I thought. “I can’t let anything happen. She’s so young.”
While I was reading, Kate came to where I was sitting and stood in front of me, pressing her knees against my legs. She looked down at me with a little smile. Her crotch was at eye level. I looked up at her and tried not to look at her tits and the nipples poking her tight shirt. She didn’t say anything but just pressed her knees harder against my leg. “I think I’m drunk,” she said.
“Oh,” I said.
“And horny,” she added. “When I get drunk like this all I want to do is fuck.”
I was stunned by her bluntness. She then got down on her knees, took the magazine off of my lap, spread my legs apart and put her hand on my cock. She bit her lower lip and looked into my eyes. I was already aroused from looking at her, but when she started rubbing my cock, I could feel myself getting bigger and harder. I didn’t move. “I can’t let this happen,” I thought.
“I saw how you were looking at me, Thom,” she said, rubbing my hard cock.
She then stood up and straddled my legs then sat down and rubbed her tight jean covered crotch against me hard cock. “Hmmmm I love how your cock feels,” she said, as she pressed her crotch against my cock and started grinding.
“I should push her away and stop this from happening,” I thought, trying desperately to control my self, but instead of pushing her away, I grabbed her round ass and pulled her into me and started grinding my cock into her as she rubbed herself against me.
“This feels sooooo good,” she said then leaned forward and started kissing me. Her insistent tongue penetrated my mouth. “Come on, Thom, kiss me,” she said, pulling her lips away with a gasp, looking hungrily into my eyes.
Suddenly, she started kissing again harder and our tongues swirled around each other’s mouths. She grabbed the back of my head, forcing me to kiss with more intensity as she continued rubbing her pussy harder against me. We were humping each other, her tits crushed against my chest, our grinding and humping getting wilder.
She then stopped and stood up. Her legs were spread as she straddled my legs. I thought her jeans would split they were so tight on her legs and the seam pressed against her pussy. She looked so sexy standing above me with her legs spread, looking down at me, biting her lower lip. She suddenly stepped back, unzipped her jeans wiggling and squirming out of them. She then slipped out of her black panties, looking into my eyes, a slight smile on her face, knowing she was teasing me. She then leaned forward, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and pulled my swollen cock out. It stood straight up.
For a second, I thought I should stop this but knew it was too late. I was consumed by the lust she aroused and suddenly reached up, grabbed her ass and pulled her back down and pressed my hard cock against her wet pussy. I grasped both of her tits and started rubbing them roughly. I loved how soft and full they felt. I could feel her hard nipples.
“Oh, fuck that feels so good,” she gasped, “yeah, play with my tits.” She was straddling my legs, rubbing her slippery wet pussy lips against my hard cock, sliding up and down its length but not putting it in. She was teasing herself with my cock, playing with it, moaning as she continued sliding up and down. “Oh god this feels so good,” she said, her breathing heavier.
I still had both of her tits in my hands, squeezed them together and started licking both nipples at the same time, causing her to gasp. “Oh, yes, Do that!” she screamed. I loved how vocal she was as her wet slippery pussy slid up and down my hard cock. Kate’s moaning got louder, her pussy lips opening as she pushed herself harder, sliding her wet juicy pussy up and down the length of my bulging cock, her engorged clit grazing the tip, driving me crazy as she moved faster, leaning back, trying to get the length of my cock deeper into her pussy, my fingers squeezing her round ass, our desperate lust building
Kate then got up, grabbed my cock, placed the head at the entrance of her pussy and slammed down on it so hard I thought the chair would tip over. “Ohhhhh fuck, you’re so huge!” she screamed. Her pussy was tight and hot. She lifted herself up and came down harder and harder. She was out of control, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she yelled, sitting straight up, riding my cock faster and faster. With my hands on her waist I lifted her and brought her down harder, filling her with each thrust, her tits bouncing, her long hair flying all over the place. She then leaned forward, her tits pressed against my chest, her clit rubbing against my cock as she rocked frantically back and forth. “Oh, my god, that’s it, I love your cock. Fuck me! Fuck me! I’m almost there!” I then put my finger in her ass hole, moving it deeper and that took her over the edge. She trembled, tensed, her orgasm building, sweeping through her. She rode me even harder, screaming, “Oh please keep fucking me,” she yelled, as another big orgasm hit and another, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh god, I’m cummmmmmmmming!” she yelled at the ceiling, her whole body in convulsions before she collapsed against me, my cock still deep in her.
I then lifted her up and got her down on the floor between the chair and woodstove. We were lying on a small Persian rug I had there. She was on her back. I grabbed her legs, spreading them apart and lifted them to my shoulders. She was wide open. I hovered over her, put my throbbing cock at her entrance and then savagely thrust into her with a loud grunt and then started ramming her hot wet pussy. She was so tight, her pussy gripping my cock as I moved in and out, ramming her harder and harder--ram, ram, ram, ram.
“Harder! Harder! Fuck me harder!” Kate yelled with each thrust.
We were fucking like wild animals. I rammed into her again and again and then felt my sperm boiling, getting ready to explode. I felt that tremble in my legs, moving up along my spine and then my swollen cock erupted as sperm shot out of me into her pussy. “Here it comes! I yelled. "I’m cummming!"
“Cum in me! I’m safe! I want it! Give it to me! Fuck me!” she yelled, wrapping her legs around my back, lifting her ass off the floor as I rammed my cock into her. “Oh mygod I’m cummming again,” she screamed.
We exploded together, our screaming filled the room. I collapsed on her, my cock deep in her warm wet pussy, keeping it there, not wanting to move before rolling off of her and onto my back, both of us gasping and panting for air. We looked up at the ceiling, trying to catch our breath. I had never fucked with such intensity. We couldn’t speak as we lay there in the afterglow. After a few moments, Kate got up leaning her head on one elbow and looked down at me. She touched my deflated cock and said, “I think I’m going to like living here.”
I smiled up at her but didn’t speak. We lay on the floor for a few minutes. I couldn’t move but was surprised and bewildered by what had happened. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips then said, “That was pretty intense.”
I was in a swirl of emotions and couldn’t find words as I looked up at her smiling face. Finally, I said, “Kate, I don’t know what to say, I didn’t want this to happen. I didn’t want to make love to you.”
Kate laughed, “We didn’t make love. We fucked.”
I was stunned again by her bluntness. “Well, whatever, I didn’t want to take advantage of having a young woman in my cabin. You’re young enough to be my daughter.”
“You didn’t take advantage of me, Thom. I was horny and seduced you.”
“I should have stopped you. I knew you were drunk. What I did wasn’t right,” I said.
“Bullshit!” Kate said. “I saw how you looked at me. I know you wanted to fuck me.”
“I’m old enough to be your father, Kate. I should know better,” I said, sitting up, zipping my jeans.
“There’s nothing wrong with what we did,” Kate said, “and I know you liked it. Tell me you didn’t like it.”
“Okay, I liked it, but it can’t happen again. It’s not right for me to take advantage of a young woman like you.”
“Well, if that’s the way you want it, Thom, but I don’t know what’s wrong. If you think you’re too old for me then it’s your problem. Age is just a number. I loved fucking you. I think you’re great looking but you’re being silly.”
“Maybe I am. Maybe I’m old fashioned or something. I just can’t have sex with someone young enough to be my daughter.”
Then why do you look at my tits and ass the way you do?” Kate asked. “You’re being a hypocrite and the way you fucked me shows me you love fucking. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
I didn’t know how to respond. Kate stood up and squirmed into her tight jeans. Her long hair was disheveled making her look wild. I had to admit how beautiful and sexy she looked. There was an awkward silence.
“Thom, do you believe in destiny?”
“I’m not sure,” I said, surprised by her question. “Why?”
“Well, here I am a stranger in this town--a town I just picked by putting my finger on a map. I find your number at the co-op because I needed a place to live and here I am in your cabin. You’re alone. You probably haven’t gotten laid in a long time. Why don’t you consider me a gift? Maybe fate sent me here to be your fuck angel.”
“That’s pretty wild thinking,” I said. “I never thought of anything like that.”
“Well, maybe you should stop being so damn moralistic and just accept the fact that you have been sent a fuck angel and I found a great place to live with a pretty sexy guy. We should be grateful.”
“This is crazy. Things like this don’t happen. It’s just a coincidence that you came here and I made a mistake taking advantage of you.” I paused. “It won’t happen again.”
“Have it your way, Thom,” Kate said. “I’m tired and think I’ll hit the sack.” Kate reached out and took my hand. “Let’s shake hands, Thom. No more fucking.”
I shook her hand and said goodnight. I have to admit I was surprised by her openness with language and how free she seemed. As she walked away, I couldn’t take my eyes off her round ass. “This is going to be a challenge,” I muttered looking at her.
Just as she got to the entrance of the other room, Kate turned and smiled, “Like what you see,” she said, teasingly, looking me straight in the eyes, challenging me. “And remember, we made a deal, no messing around.”
“She’s no angel sent to me, she’s a devil,” I said to myself and shook my head in disbelief at what was happening to my quiet life.
Later that night, I was having difficulty sleeping. The full moon was glowing through the skylight and illuminating the room with a pale glow. I glanced at the clock and saw it was two o’clock. I was thinking how strange it was to have a woman as a housemate--a young, sexy housemate and how this was the last thing I expected. I got up to go to the bathroom and then to the other side of the counter to the kitchen for a glass of water. I sleep in the nude and was standing at the sink looking up at the full moon through the window when Kate came in from the other side of the cabin.
She headed to the bathroom and didn’t see me standing in the dark kitchen by the sink. There’s only the kitchen counter separating the bathroom from the kitchen area. I didn’t want Kate to see me, so I moved to the pantry across from the sink and stood in the dark. I assumed she would go back to her side of the cabin after using the bathroom, but she didn’t. She came into the kitchen, stood at the sink and got a glass of water. She was wearing a thin tee-shirt that barely covered her ass. She then turned around, leaned her back against the sink and drank her water, looking up at the skylight. In the moonlight, I could see her round tits and nipples through her thin tee-shirt which barely covered her pussy. Her bare legs were together as she leaned back against the sink. I stood in a dark corner of the pantry, my cock getting hard. When she turned around again to face the sink, she leaned forward to wash her glass and her tee-shirt lifted up revealing her round luscious ass.
Suddenly, looking at her ass as she leaned against the sink, I was filled with lust. “Oh, no,” I muttered to myself, looking at my hard cock sticking straight out. “I have to control myself. I can’t do this,” I thought. “It’s not right,” but looking at her ass as she leaned forward was too much. My lust was overwhelming me. I wanted to rub my hard cock against her ass. I wanted to grab her tits. I wanted to come out of the dark and bend her over the table and fuck her, but I was afraid to move. I felt like a voyeur with my hard cock throbbing. I was crazy with lust. She looked so sexy and I was so horny from looking at her tantalizing body I didn’t know what to do.
Kate was leaning against the sink, looking up at the full moon, her tee-shirt rising half way up her round ass, her legs slightly apart. Finally, I lost control. I came up behind her, grabbed her tits and placed my cock on her ass. Kate was shocked at first then looked over her shoulder and realized what was happening. She smiled at me and wiggled her ass against my cock, “So much for our deal,” she said.
I had both hands on her tits, pulling her against my hard cock, which was pressed into the crack between her ass cheeks. I was grinding my cock against her ass. She was responding with moans and pushing her ass against my cock. Her wiggling motion was really turning me on as I pressed my cock harder against her crack, moving up and down, kneading her firm round tits.
“Ummmmmmmm,” Kate moaned. “I like this. Keep doing that. You’re so fucking hot, Thom.”
I hadn’t said a word. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, but her body was more than I could stand. I had to take her and fuck her.
Finally, I pushed her towards the table and bent her over. I spread her legs wide apart, my hard cock at her wet pussy. Her arms were stretched in front of her, grasping the other side of the table. I moved the head of my cock up and down her wet slit. It felt so good to play with her, tease her, get her wet and hot with the tip of my cock.
Kate turned her head towards me and shouted, “Fuck me!”
“You really want it, don’t you, Kate,” I said, leaning over her, whispering in her ear.
“Don’t tease me, you bastard. Take me! Come on, fuck me Give it to me!”
I was enjoying teasing her, being in control, getting both of us so on the edge. We were driving each other crazy. I looked down at my hard cock at the entrance to her pussy, her round ass wiggling for me to take her. I put my cock in a little deeper and felt her pushing back, wanting it.
“Come on, fuck me, stop teasing me. I need you in me now,” she yelled.
“Tell me again. Tell me what you want,” I whispered in her ear.
She grasped the end of the table and pushed back harder against me. “Fuck me, now, damn it. I can’t stand it. Fuck me. I want it so bad! Stop teasing me!”
Finally, I rammed my cock into her tight wet pussy, “You’re so tight!” I yelled, pushing harder to open her up. I pulled out and rammed in even harder, grunting with each thrust going deeper, her tight pussy gripping my cock.
“Oh, Thom you’re so big,” Kate yelled as I picked up speed. “You feel so good.”
I was pounding into her, driving my cock into her with all my strength, “You like this, don’t you. You like being fucked by me. Tell me!” I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. I had never been so out of my mind with lust before. Fucking this young tight pussy was like nothing I had ever experienced before and she was bringing a wildness out that I never knew existed. I wanted to ravish her.
“I love it,” she said. “Oh, I love how you’re fucking me. Don’t stop! Do it harder! Fuck me harder! Oh, god, keep fucking me, don’t stop!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.
I don’t know where my strength or energy came from. I didn’t want to ever stop. I loved how her tight pussy gripped my cock, how she begged me to fuck her. I was deranged with lust, ramming into her harder and faster. “Take my cock!” I shouted. “Take it! Take it! I love fucking you!”
“Give it to me, harder, fuck me harder! Give me your fucking cock!” she screamed.
I loved how raunchy we were as I fucked her savagely like a wild man, my balls bouncing against her ass, her cunt juice spilling out. I could feel cum rising and knew I was on the verge of exploding. I rammed my cock into her even harder, speeding up, going deeper with each thrust, urged on by Kate’s screaming, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh fuck, here it comes! Ohhhhhhhhhhfuck I’m cummmmmmming! Don’t stop!”
I drove my cock as deep as I could go, pulling out and ramming into her even harder, grunting with each thrust. I was getting ready to burst, my hot cum rising, my legs tensing, my throbbing cock swelling as I moved in and out faster and faster, harder and harder, deeper and deeper, ready to explode in her. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I screamed as spurt after spurt shot into her wet pussy, spilling out on the table and down her thighs. It was the wildest fuck of my life. I couldn’t budge and just lay on top of her with my cock deep in her. We were both exhausted, gasping, panting. For a second, I forgot where we were. The room was dark except for the moonlight coming through the skylight. I let her up and we hugged and I kissed her.
“That was pretty wild, mister,” she said. “I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked like that,” she laughed. “I’m still dizzy.”
“Me, too,” I said. “I don’t know what came over me.”
“That’s because you came all over me,” she laughed.
Somehow, I felt comfortable standing with her in the kitchen, completely naked, my cock hanging limply.
“You’re some housemate,” I said.
“Wrong! I’m your fuck angel,” she said, giving me a light kiss on the lips and then hugged me. She looked up at me, smiled. “See you in the morning,” she said then went back to her bed.
The next morning I was in my office trying to write but couldn’t stop thinking about the sudden change in my life. I remembered having fantasized about a beautiful sexy woman coming to my door--you know, her car breaking down or lost on a stormy night and having wild sex but never believed it would actually happen. Things like that didn’t happen in real life, but here it was, happening to me.
It was almost nine when I heard Kate walk past my office into the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and then water running. When she came out of the bathroom, she peeked into my office, “Good morning,” she said, smiling.
“I responded with a nod. “There’s coffee on, if you want it.”
“Great! Thanks,” Kate said.
She was dressed in a short black skirt, showing a lot of thigh and a white low cut peasant blouse. Her hair was tied into a pony tail and she had long dangling earrings. I loved how her green eyes sparkled, her radiant smile, how her olive skin glowed in the morning light. I came out of my office and went to the kitchen and poured myself another cup of coffee. “How come you’re all dressed up?” I asked.
“Job hunting,” she said. “I’m broke and have to get a job.” She had a folded up newspaper. “I picked this paper up at the co-op yesterday and just went over the classifieds,” she said, taking a sip of her coffee. “There’s not much out there, but I’ll find something. I always do,” she said then looked into my eyes, biting her lower lip, “I always get what I need,” she added, smiling devilishly.
“Good,” I said, chuckling at her innuendo. “I like your confidence.”
“I always have a positive attitude. I really believe the right thing will come my way. That’s how I live my life.”
“You have a lot of wisdom for a young woman,” I said. “By the way, how old are you?”
“I’m thirty-two, but what difference does it make,” she said.
“I’m not sure. I’m sixty one and sometimes that sounds old. I must admit I have a problem with our age difference, but I also find it hard to believe I’m this old. I still feel youthful.”
“Thom, it’s all in the mind. If you think sixty-one is old then it’s old. If you think you’re still young, then you’re still young. We program ourselves. That’s why a person should never think about age. Live in the present, the now. So many people live in the past and think about the future, when the only thing that matters is the present.”
“Interesting,” I said. “Here I am thirty some years older than you, but I think you have a lot to teach me,” I said.
“Thanks, that’s nice of you to say, but I think you have a lot to teach me, too,” she said. “Remember I said I trust my intuition. Well, my intuition tells me that you’re a pretty special person. I can tell by how you listen and just from this cabin you built.” Just then Kate stepped forward, took my hands and gave me a little kiss. “I can also tell by how you fuck.”
“You can,” I said, feeling her tits against my chest.
She put her hand on my beard and then ran her fingers through my shaggy hair. She looked me in the eyes and smiled, “If you can get over your dumb ideas about age we can have a lot of fun together,” she said. “If you believe that I’m your fuck angel sent here by fate to bring wild sex into your life and I believe I came to this town to find you then that’s all we need to know. Just accept it.”
“I’ll try,” I said. “It’s something to think about.” I added.
“Reality is an illusion,” she said, “But, the real reality is I have to find a job--that’s not an illusion.” She put down her coffee, picked up the newspaper and her little pocketbook and said, “I’m off to the real world.”
“Real world,” I asked. “Isn’t this the real world, here?”
“This is our real world,” she added. “It’s real in a different way.” When she got to the front door, she turned and said, “You think too much, Thom. Just enjoy! See you later.”
When Kate left I watched her run up to her car and thought about the conversation we just had. “She’s a little philosopher,” I thought. “Maybe she’s right, we make our own reality. Stop thinking so much and enjoy” I shook my head as I heard her drive off. “This is wild,” I thought. “Maybe, she’s right about this cabin being our own world and there’s another world out there that doesn’t really matter.”
I looked over at the bird feeder out my window just as several birds pecked for food. Several others were in the tree nearby waiting for their turn. “Those birds certainly have their own world and reality. So do the squirrels. Why not me and Kate,” I thought and put our cups in the sink.
I went back to work. The morning passed quickly. That afternoon, I was out in the garden, thinning the carrots and spinach, when I saw Kate on the back porch, waving to me.
“Need some help,” she yelled.
“Sure, come on down,” I yelled back.
“Be right down. I just want to change my clothes.”
I was on my knees, thinning the spinach, my back to the house, when I heard Kate’s footsteps. I turned and saw that she was wearing faded tight cut off jeans, a low flimsy yellow shirt that revealed her stomach and barely covered her tits. She was bare footed and wore no bra. “Damn, she looks sexy,” I thought as she approached.
“I got a job,” she said. “Second place I went.”
“Great. What job?”
“I’m going to waitress at The Bistro,” she said.
“You should do well there. They keep pretty busy, especially at night. It’s the local watering hole,” I said.
“I work three nights and two lunches.” She said, “So I’ll have plenty of time to paint.”
When Kate kneeled down next to me, her tits practically fell out of her low cut shirt. “What are we doing?” she asked and then looked around at the garden. “Hey, this is some garden,” she said and got up and started walking around.
I looked up at her as she walked and loved how her ass looked in the tight cut offs. They were so short her ass cheeks were just at the edge of the jeans. I was wearing shorts and could feel my cock swelling as I looked at her. She came back to where I was working and kneeled next to me, her warm bare thigh touched my bare thigh. She then leaned forward and started thinning the spinach.
“I love to garden,” she said as she worked. “I didn’t tell you I grew up on a farm in Ohio. We had a small dairy farm and had at least twenty-five cows.”
“No kidding. You grew up on a farm,” I said. “Did you work on the farm?”
“Of course, we all did. But my dad died when I was twelve.”
“That must have been hard,” I said.
“It was but I have a feeling that’s why I like older men.” She looked at me. “Always have.” She laughed. “Anyway, after he died, mom got a lot of insurance, so we were able to keep the farm. We hired a manager. My mom was a great gardener and that’s where I learned. I love gardening.”
Kate looked at me while she was talking. She was on her knees then turned and leaned forward, reaching to the spinach on the other side of the bed and started thinning. Her cut offs were tight against her crotch and ass. Her legs looked wonderful next to mine as she stretched forward. My cock was getting harder in my shorts looking at her ass.
“You can grow a lot of food in this garden,” she said, as she thinned the spinach. Suddenly, she turned and saw the bulge in my shorts and smiled at me. “Horny are we,” she said and laughed.
“You know you’re trying to turn me on by coming down here dressed like that.” I said.
“Dressed like what,” she said, smiling. “I’m just wearing a pair of old shorts and an old shirt,” she said. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“Is that so?” I said. “You’re practically wearing nothing. You know what you’re doing, don’t you? Your tits are barely covered by that flimsy shirt and those cut offs couldn’t be any tighter or shorter.”
“So,” she said. “I like how I’m dressed. I can’t help if it makes you horny.” She turned away and reached across the bed to thin more spinach. When she stretched, the jeans rose up and her ass cheeks poked out.
Looking at her leaning over the bed made me want to mount her and fuck her doggie style. I just stared at her ass, feeling my cock getting bigger.
“What makes you think I’m trying to turn you on when I’m just trying to help you in the garden,” she said, smiling at me.
“Stop playing little Miss Innocent. You know you’re teasing me,” I said.
“Oh no, I’m not. I wouldn’t do that. How could you think that? I just like to be comfortable when I garden. This is what I always wear when I do this.” She was on her hands and knees and looked back at me over her shoulder, a slight smile on her lips, her eyes looking into mine. Her ass in the tight jeans was tantalizing me and I know she knew it. She was playing with me.
She came back from stretching over the bed with a handful of spinach she had thinned. She was on her knees next to me, glanced down at the tent in my shorts then looked me in the eyes, “Looks like you’ve got a big weapon in your shorts,” she said then stood up and looked around. “It’s pretty private back here, isn’t it?”
“Very,” I said, noticing her crotch was now at eye level. She was standing close to me with her legs spread slightly. The seam of her jeans was tight against her crotch and I could see the outline of her pussy lips.
Kate was looking down at me, her legs spread, her jean-covered pussy inches from my face. “How far away are your neighbors?” she asked, softly, looking around. She then moved closer, looking down at me.
“Very far away,” I said looking at her crotch then up at her tits, her nipples getting larger and then at her face, smiling down at me.
She looked into my eyes, “You want to fuck me, don’t you.” she said. “You want to put that weapon in me don’t you? Tell me you want to fuck me.”
I couldn’t believe she was talking to me like that.
I looked up at her smiling down at me, her legs spread, her pussy inches from my mouth, her long wild hair glowing in the afternoon sun, the nipples on her tits poking through her flimsy shirt. It was all I could do not to grab her.
“You want to fuck me right here in the garden, don’t you. Come on Thom tell me what you want to do to me. You want to fuck me, don’t you?”
I couldn’t believe what a devil she was being. “Yes, damn it. I want to fuck you. You’re a cock tease,” I said. “I’m going to fuck you right here.” I reached up and grabbed her and squeezed her round ass, loving how firm and tight her ass felt through the soft denim. I then pulled her crotch to my mouth and started kissing her pussy through her jeans, moving my lips and then my nose, pulling her into me wanting to devour her.
“Mmmmmm, you really want me, don’t you? I’m driving you crazy aren’t I? You want to get that big hard cock into me, don’t you? Tell me how much you want to fuck me, Thom.”
I reached up and started unbuttoning her jeans to pull them down. I was going to fuck her right there in the garden. Suddenly, she slapped my hands away, backed up, turned and started running down the path. I was still on my knees, surprised at what had happened. “Damn you,” I yelled.
She stopped at the edge of the garden. “If you want to fuck me,” she yelled back at me, laughing, “you have to catch me.” I was on my feet as she started running up to the house. She had a head start but I was not far behind her. She stopped and turned to see if I was coming. “Come get me,” she yelled, her legs spread in a defiant stance, her hands on her hips, her tits standing straight out barely covered by her shirt. She looked so sexy standing there.
“Come on, Thom, try to catch me!” She laughed.
As I got closer, she turned and started running again, her hair waving in the wind. Just then she tripped over the hose coming down from the house. She fell to the ground, rolled over and was getting up just as I reached her. I pushed her down to the ground and pounced on her. She was on her back and I got between her legs and pressed my hard cock against her pussy. She was squirming, kicking, trying to push me away but I grabbed her hands, pulled them over her head, pinning her to the ground and started grinding my hard cock into her crotch.
Her teasing, taunting had gotten me so worked up that I was hotter and hornier than I had ever been. She was trying to escape, lifting her hips, pushing her pussy against my cock, squirming and kicking her legs, trying to get away but was getting me even hotter. I had her arms pinned above her head, her tits crushed against my chest. “Okay, now I’ve got you where I want you.”
“Let me go,” she yelled. “Please, don’t do this. I’ll be good.”
“You’re a cock tease and you’re going to get what you deserve.”
“No. I’ll be good. I promise. Please let me go.” she said, squirming under me.
“You can’t go around dressed like that and think you’re not going to get fucked, I’m going to teach you a lesson,” I said, grinding my cock into her. “You want it, don’t you? You want me to fuck you!”
I was panting as I pressed her to the ground. I pulled her tits out of her flimsy shirt and started sucking on one of them, licking her nipple while my hand roughly rubbed the other tit. She was still squirming and twisting, trying to push me off. I lifted my mouth from her tit, looking deep into her eyes, my cock grinding hard against her pussy. She was looking up at me, biting her lower lip.
“You want my cock in you, don’t you?” I said.
“No, you bastard, let me go. Get off of me now. Or I’ll scream.”
“Go ahead, no one will hear you.” I said. I then got my hands on her cut-offs and started to pull them off. “I was holding her down, just lifting her ass enough to get them down her legs.
Finally I got her shorts off, threw them to the side, pulled my shorts down, pushed her legs apart and grabbed my cock, putting it on the edge of her dripping pussy. “Beg for my cock. Beg me to fuck you,” I said, moving my cock up and down her wet cunt, teasing her. “You want it, don’t you.”
“Stop,” she screamed. “Don’t do this. Don’t fuck me! Let me go,” she yelled.
I then grabbed her legs, lifted them over my shoulder, her pussy was wide open to me. I rubbed the length of my hard cock up and down her wet pussy lips, going deeper with each swipe. She lifted her ass up so that the tip of my cock was pressing harder against her dripping pussy.
“You want it, don’t you? Tell me what you want.” I was teasing her with my cock like she had been teasing me before. “Beg, Katy, Beg me to fuck you.”
My cock was big and swollen. It was all I could do not to just ram into her, but I wanted to tease her and show her who was in charge.
I then put the head of my cock just inside her pussy, moving it up and down.
“Oh my god,” she yelled, lifting her ass to get my cock deeper but couldn’t. ‘’Beg for it. Kate. Tell me what you want,” I said, going a little deeper then pulled out, my cock hovering above her wet pussy. I held it there, looking down at her, holding my cock. “Come on, I know you want me to fuck you. Beg for it.”
She then lifted her hips again, trying to suck my cock into her hot pussy and finally she screamed, “Fuck me, Thom. Fuck me, you bastard. I can’t stand it any more. GIVE IT TO ME!’ she screamed.
“Here it comes,” I yelled and plowed into her hot wet tight pussy with all my strength. Kate moved her legs from my shoulders and wrapped her legs around me, her ankles locked at my ass, pulling me into her.
“Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Come on, give it to me harder!”
We were on the ground and I was ramming my cock into her like a jack hammer, her ass up off the ground taking me deeper in her, her nails digging into my back as I rammed my red hot cock into her tight sopping pussy, grunting with each thrust.
We were fucking like wild animals. I was out of my mind with lust, ramming my cock into her over and over, harder and harder--ram, ram, ram, ram, ram.
I was about to explode when I felt Kate tensing, trembling, shuddering as huge orgasm came over her and her whole body shook in convulsions. “Keep fucking me!” she screamed.
She had lifted herself off the ground, hanging onto my body, her nails digging into my back, her strong legs pulling me deeper as another huge orgasm swelled over her. My hands were on her ass, holding her to me then she fell back to the ground. I took her legs and pushed her knees up to her tits, giving me complete access to her open pussy. I continued thrusting into her, harder, grunting with each thrust, causing her to scream, Oh, fuckkkkkkkkkk!”
I felt myself ready to explode as my throbbing cock swelled and that tingling, trembling, electric sensation rolled from my toes, through my nerves, up my legs, spine, head and suddenly, my cock erupted like a volcano shooting hot gushes of cum deep into her pussy, my body writhing in ecstasy, feeling her tight pussy milking everything I had.
I collapsed on her, gasping for air. She then pushed me off of her and rolled onto my back. Kate got up on her knees, leaning over me, licking cum from my cock, slurping it into her mouth like a greedy kitten, moaning as she licked. Then she smiled, “That was pretty wild,” she said. “I don’t know if I’m going to be able to keep up with you.”
She then lay down next to me, her head on my shoulder. We were both gasping for air, looking up at the blue sky, feeling incredibly close. I could not believe what was happening to my life. Neither of us spoke. I looked around at the trees that surrounded my cabin and thought about what existed outside of my little world in the woods and knew this was the only one that really mattered.
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