Dad's night out, part four
We'd been asleep for about an hour when we heard a car door
slam shut. Still on the loveseat, still inside of her and
my pants still on the floor at my feet, the look of panic in
both our faces told all. Brenda jumped up, grabbed my pants
and handed them to me as I dashed for the bathroom and closing
the door just as my daughter unlocked and opened the front
door. I could hear them exchange greetings and Brenda said
she had wanted to stop by to thank me for helping her in the
divorce from my daughters uncle. My daughter was laughing
and joking with Brenda about how it would be great to see
Brenda find someone that made her as happy as I did and Brenda
agreed. I flushed the toilet, washed my hands and walked
out acting happy to see my daughter. She told me that she
needed to get a few things she'd forgotten and that she would
call me when she got to her friends house to let me know she
was safe. It was the longest 10 minutes of my life as my daughter
strolled around the house cussing that she couldn't find
anything. I went down to the basement to find a pair of pants
she needed and she quickly followed. Dad? she said in
an inquisitive voice. How come I smell sex? her voice
was almost a laugh. I just smiled as I could never keep secrets
from her and she knew what Brenda and I had been doing. She
was out the door in 30 seconds after that, giving Brenda
a quick kiss good bye.
When I got back upstairs I noticed Brenda had been sitting
on the loveseat and had been the whole time. The wet spot
we left was so large that if she hadn't my daughter would
have seen it. Tears rolled from our eyes as we laughed about
the situation and how it would be a memory to cherish a long
time. I reached my hand out and pulled Brenda up to me and
kissed her softly. Gazing into her eyes I could see she too
was not in this just for the sex. Pulling away she excused
herself and went to the bathroom, the pressure from our
sexcapades was to much. I made sure both locks on the front
door were locked and put away some of the food from the picnic.
Comimg out of the kitchen I saw Brenda stand there with nothing
but a smile on her face. Brenda's hair is medium brown and
shoulder length and her eyes are strangely blue. She weighs
about 120 lbs and is petite and her breasts I judged to be
a 36c at best. I love petite and small! Now for the first time
I was looking at just how incredable she really was, naked.
My cock stiffened so fast that I thought it would break from
being restrained in my pants. I was undressed in no time
and her approval of see me naked made me feel better. I am
6' tall, 170 lbs and medium built with a little bit of a gut.
Not a big one, just a little out of shape. Short brown hair,
hazel eyes and a goatee and mustache with some gray in it.
The embrace! The wonderful feeling of having her naked
in my arms, overwhelmed me.
She felt good, smelled good
and she was actually hugging me back, putting her hands
to my ass and pulling me to her so she could feel my cock against
her. After only a minute, I took her hand and led her to my
bedroom. We pulled back the covers and sat across from each
other. As if we had done this before, we ran our hands down
each others bodies and examined every part of the other.
Fingers lightly traced from the forehead, down the face,
to the lips, neck and so on. As I reached her breasts I teased
her by circling her her nipples with my slightly rough finger
tips and she shivered in delight, moaning and her eyes begging
me to not tease. I wanted to know her as much as any man could
know a woman and as much as I wanted to be in her again, I also
wanted to remember this moment too. Her hands mimicked
mine as we used our whole hands to traced down our stomaches,
hips and legs. Leaning forward, we kissed ever so gently,
tongues barely touching, slowly parting the others lips
and then surrendering to the passion and heat that built
quickly.
We had given in to lust before and now we would make love.
Our kiss was deep but meaningful, our hands running over
each others bodies as we lay down side by side. Neither taking
the dominant roll but rather sharing the equallity of making
love. It is at time like this that passion and lust usually
win out but one that I have learned that women want the connection.
This is why women say only another woman can meet their needs.
I was proving this theroy wrong. I too wanted to be held,
caressed and loved and sex was just a small part of that.
Brenda seemed to sense this and her smile melted my heart.
We took what seemed like forever to discover one another
and I can't tell you just how wonderful and exciting this
was for me. For the first time in my life I was actually getting
to know someone deeper than I ever had and it felt so damn
good!
As we laid there, touching, caressing and kissing, we
also did something I love. We talked too. Just talked about
how good it felt to be with someone that cared, someone that
wanted to be there for no other reason that they like who
we were. The strongest foreplay to most women I know is conversation
and for me it was the best part of anything either sexual
or not. Her hands started to move quicker as we talked, rubbing
me on my chest, my shoulders and my head. At any given moment
she would pull my lips to hers, kiss me tenderly and smile.
She would whisper in my ear how much she needed this, wanted
this and from only me. The confession of how she had fantasized
about this with me came to no surprise to me and I told her
I had done the same. She ask if I had ever jacked off to thinking
about her and all I could do was smile and say So many times
I have been calling my hand Brenda. She giggle at that and
said she too had been making love to me at night in her bed.
Her finger was getting sore because it was the only way she
could go to sleep. I told her I would love to watch her masterbate
sometime and she said she would if I would do the same for
her.
At this she moved her hand between my legs, stroked my cock
softly and she couldn't wait to see that. My hand too was
parting her thighs and her wetness was astounding. Kissing
her deeply, I rolled on top of her, my hand rubbing, my finger
sliding in her. Brenda spread her legs bringing them up
over my hips, smiled and said Make love to me, Will Guiding
me in her I thrust in one long movement all the way to my balls.
I paused, for this was the first time we were to make love
and I wanted to remember the feeling of being in her like
this. She moved her hips up so I could be as far in her as I could,
her back arching and her breath quickening. I pulled out
to the tip and thrust back in, again pausing for just a second.
The moans were driving me wild, her hands moved to my back
and I thrust again, each time pausing just a bit and then
pulling back and slamming my hard cock deep in her very wet
pussy. As the pace quickened so did our breathing and the
passion. Her nails dug into my back, the pain and the pleasure
taking me to a new height, her beauty so stunning and the
feeling of her breasts in my chest over powering.
I moved up on my hands, giving me more power to thrust harder,
pulled her legs over my arms and her knees were by her head.
I looked down to see my cock disappearing into her and sliding
back out. It glistened with her jucies as well as some of
mine and the aroma of sex filled the room. Her moans grew
louder as I thrust harder and deeper into her, slamming
my cock all the way in and then back out. The sound of our hips
slapping together, the smell and the moans built our passion
quickly. Brenda dug her nails into my hips as her orgasm
started and she was thrashing about and maoning loudly
that she was cumming. I felt the spasims and kept pounding
her as if I would never stop. Her legs were gripping me, her
nails buried in my ass cheeks and her body out of control!
To my amazement I started to cum violently, my hips and body
going into convulsions and my seedless jucies exploded
from my loins! My hips acted like a vibrator, shaking wildly
and in every direction sending Brenda into a deeper mulitple
orgasm. I was in disbelief that I was a part of this. I had
been good with the ex but this was fantastic.
We collapsed, me on top of her, trying to catch out breath
and not able to talk. My head was buried in the pillow below
her head as well as her neck and I needed air! I rolled over
and Brenda started to breath easier, my weight had been
hindering her too. She kept saying Oh my God!, Oh my God!
over and over anagin. Her voice was one of pleasure and disbelief
also. The aftershocks she was having made her body shake
and shiver and all I could do was smile.
My thoughts of just
how damn good it felt and how great I was filled my mind. Damn
male ego! She placed her head on my chest, my arms wrapped
around her and we started to laugh. One of those moments
when you are so happy that laughter is the expression that
fits the best. We must have laughed for minutes before we
calmed down. As we snuggled in each others arms, I told her
just how beautiful she was. She didn't accept compliments
well but smiled and said she felt beautiful with me. Talking
over took us and we spent the next hour in conversation,
running to the bathroom and through the house naked. I walked
to the kitchen to get some water and she followed. I was amamzed
at how free we felt to walk around that way and that neither
of us was ashamed of our bodies. It felt so good to be with
her. She said that she didn't have to be home until that afternoon
and here it was only 1 am. Another 10 or 12 hours of this? Now
I was getting spoiled!
End of part four, part five to follow.