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I was lying on a lounger by our pool, laptop on my stomach, my head back remembering details before I would type them into my doc. The back door opened, I heard that voice that had comforted me and moved me and excited me for over 30 years.
"Just WHAT are you writing about today Tim?"
"Mmm"
"Mmm, indeed. By the look of the hardon in your swim trunks, it BETTER be about me."
I opened an eye and looked over at Cindy. Now in her 50s, she still excited me. "Of course it's you. It's always you." She sat on the edge of the lounger, her hand soon moving slowly over my hard cock.
"So tell me. What escapades have caused this reaction?" She now reached into my shorts, gripping my cock more firmly.
"Uh, I um, was writing about how we met. The early days."
"Oh do tell." Cindy stood, released the ties on her swim suit, revealing the small triangle of hair. She threw one leg over me, settling onto my hard cock, letting me sink into her as I have oh so many times. "Mmm, as good as ever. Now, tell me everything as you remember it. I'll let you know if you've got it right."
"I'll try. You might be distracting me just a bit." But I wasn't complaining as Cindy rocked herself on me.
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I wasn't really looking. OK, I was almost 19 so I was ALWAYS looking, but I wasn't looking for a girlfriend. I didn't have a regular girlfriend at the moment, but it's not like I had any problems with girls. I was your basic average NJ guy of the early 80s. Longish hair, outgoing personality, somewhat confident. It was late summer, for the first time I didn't have to worry about school starting up soon. I was out hitting the local bars with my friends.
We were having a good time, listening to music, checking out those of the female persuasion. Then I saw her. Sitting with a group of her friends. There were a lot of girls there, and it was loud and a bit smoky, but she stood out, as if even the haze of cigarette smoke couldn't hide her from me. I stared. I stared way too long. One of her friends noticed and said something in her ear while pointing towards me. She turned to look. Smiled. Winked. Then called me over with one bent finger. For the first of many many times, I did as she requested. I walked over to the table, said hello in general to the group, then looking right at her,
"Hi I'm Tim." She stood and moved closer to me.
"I'm Cindy, want to dance?" Now dancing was not my claim to fame, but I wasn't passing up this chance.
"Sure." We danced, we talked, as well as we could in the loud bar. After a couple songs I asked if she wanted to go outside. "Just to talk, it's too loud in here. We'll be right out front", I assured her.
"OK." She got a friend's attention, made a motion to the door and gave her a hand signal, 5 fingers.
So far I'd only noticed how cute she was. Long wavy hair, beautiful smile, full lips. As I follwed her out, I noticed that she was thin, with a nice tight little butt. When we got outside she said,
"OK tell me about Tim." So I filled her in. All the usual stuff, not very exciting, but that was me. I guess I rambled a bit, as I must have used up my five minutes. Her three friends came out to check on us. She looked at me, "We're on our way home. Want to walk with me?" I saw her friends look at me, then at each other. They started to walk. I tentatively reached out a hand. She took it and we followed her friends. She told me about Cindy. As I looked over I noted that her butt wasn't her only nice physical feature. Her shirt seemed to conceal two bouncy breasts. She seemed the complete package. I thought to myself, oh please please let her be smart and funny and personable. We walked and talked. She made me laugh, she told me about her family, a sister and brother, senior year starting in a couple weeks. She was 17 at the time. Yes I know, but NJ bars didn't check very closely at the time. The boxes were being checked off quickly, then she stopped. I stopped. She turned to me. And...
She kissed me. At the time I didn't know it was the first of countless times. At the time I wanted that one kiss to last forever. In my surprise I guess I didn't exactly reciprocate. She looked at me.
"Is something wrong Tim? I'm sorry if.."
"No, no. I wasn't expecting. Can I try again?" She laughed. Then she kissed me again. This time I was ready.
"Mmm, much better." I pulled her closer to me. This time I kissed her with gusto. She stayed with me the whole time. When we broke, she looked at me. "I like you Tim, but don't get any ideas. I'm not that easy."
"No, I didn't think."
"Maybe. But don't lie, you hoped." Oh she was so interesting. I was hooked. I tried again.
"Really, I.."
"Tim, Tim, Tim. Don't tell me a fib." She held herself against me. Then smiled at me. I was caught. I looked down at her, she was a bit shorter than me, maybe 5-3. I smiled back.
"Caught." We kissed again then turned to follow her friends.
When Cindy's friends turned to walk up separate blocks to their homes, I continued walking with Cindy to her family home. We stopped outside and shared some more time in each other's arms, my hands following along her back, down her sides to the swell of her hips. A move towards her breast was thwarted,
"Behave, I hardly know you." I acknowledged her playful stop to my efforts. We separated as friends, agreeing to plan a night out together.
One date led to several. Usually ending up sitting on her parent's porch where I eventually did get to hold her perfect breasts for the first time. She sighed as my hand caressed and squeezed her, trembling fingers loosening a button or two to allow better access. My efforts were rewarded as I felt her small nipple hard against her bra, all the while kissing along her neck and shoulder and back to her lips. When she felt I'd had enough for one night, I hadn't, we readjusted ourselves and got to know each other better, verbally.
Just 17, Cindy hadn't quite filled out into the woman who would one day be America's Sweetheart. Still, she was everything a young man could desire. She was every bit as smart, and funny and enticing as a guy could want. We did all the usual teenage things. When her family went away for a week to end the summer, I was left behind to dream of her. The night before they left, she gave me a little something to hold me over. Parked in a quiet area near the city park, we had been making use of the seclusion to let our hands roam while our tongues wrestled. Sliding her hand into my shorts, Cindy began lightly stroking me. She'd fondled my cock a couple of times previously, letting me know with "mmm's" that she was satisfied with what she found. This time she took my cock out and looked at it. Still stroking she rested her head on my shoulder.
"Are you going to miss me Tim?"
"Of course. Every minute of every day."
"You won't go find some floozy to satisfy your needs?"
"No, you're all I need."
"Oh stop. I know I haven't really given you what you really need." All this time letting her nails draw lines on my now hard cock. "You must have had lots of girls, but now nothing?"
"Not that many. Really. And you?"
"A couple. Too soon. Now I want to be sure."
"Sure? Of what."
"I promised myself that I wouldn't be pressured ever again. It would always be on my terms."
"I haven't pressured you." Still touching, stroking, teasing.
"No, you haven't. A perfect gentleman. That's good."
"MMm hmm" I was now getting lost in the feeling of her hand on my cock.
"So, I don't want you to miss me too much and do something silly."
"Silly? Oooh. No just you."
"Then let me give you something to remember me. Until I get home." Cindy leaned over and took my cock into her mouth. It was all I could do to not blow my load instantly. I'd had plenty of blow jobs, but she was good. So good. First bobbing on my cock, getting it nice and wet, then letting her tongue trace it's length (average length, what can I say), then around and around (above average girth, thank you) sucking at the head, then doing what no one had done before, going down, down, until I was in her throat and her face was pressed against my pubes. Holding it there, then slowly up. That was it for me,
"Cindy, I'm gonna..." And back down she went. Using her tongue, the muscles in her throat, coaxing me, then sucking and swallowing as I shot over and over into her mouth. Not a drop spilled, nothing left, she slid her mouth up my cock and popped the head out of her mouth. With a smile,
"There. Now will you wait for me?" I nodded. "I like your cock." I was hooked.
As school started, we couldn't go out as often. I was busy working anyway. But as the weather got cooler, we sat out on the porch with a blanket over us. This conveniently allowed for more fondling. One night, sitting close I dared let my hand stray to the top of her jeans. When I undid the button and Cindy made no move to stop me, I slid down the zipper. The going got tight as I tried sliding my hand inside her jeans. I was nibbling at her ear, so I whispered, "A little help please?" She lifted her butt and slid her pants down a bit. My hand now found it's way down to her panties. She turned and kissed me full on the mouth as my fingers found their way inside, brushing through a full bush of hair, finding the folds of her lips. We held our kiss, locked together as I let my middle finger separate her slit and push downward to her wet opening. Now properly lubricated I moved my fingers around, touching and feeling, inside, outside, up and down, circling her clit, teasing and poking and prodding. I noted how her breathing changed, when she clamped down on my lower lip, when her tongue feverishly probed for mine, when she finaly broke the kiss, to lay her head on my chest as she panted and moaned and sighed. Finally she put her hand over mine, holding me in place as I stimulated her clit, she whimpered and did her best not to cry out, cumming as I pressed and squeezed. Then she relaxed and turned her head up to mine, kissing me deeply, promising,
"Soon." I held her in my arms. Satisfied that I'd given her pleasure. Hoping that I would always do that.
Soon wasn't all that soon. There were more blow jobs, and manual stimulations. I was getting to know Cindy's body in bits and pieces. We had some fun when we could, but still we hadn't gone all the way. I did sometimes wonder. But she was so cute, so sexy, so good at what we did do. So I waited.
I was invited to Cindy's house for Thanksgiving. Normally I'd have spent the day with my family, but my father gve me the go ahead. Since my sister had moved out west they were going to take a trip to visit my grandmother. I had a great meal with Cindy's family. Her parents seemed to approve of me as a boyfriend. I was generally quiet and polite around them. Cindy's sister Sandy was a couple years younger. She was a bit of a wise ass and wise beyond her years. When she'd walk past me she'd make comments about her sister or ask if she "put out yet". Their younger brother Johnny was already as tall as me and generally kept to himself. We watched the football games, had a second helping of turkey and assorted leftovers, then a round of pies. We were all stuffed and the family began making their way upstairs earlier than usual. Cindy and I were watching TV with only Sandy in the room. I could tell they were having some kind of
conversation, without words. Finally Sandy got up and announced,
"I guess I'll go upstairs so Cindy can blow her boyfriend."
"Sandy! Why do you have to be crude?" Sandy stuck out her tongue then rolled it around the inside of her cheek.
"Have fun s."
Then we were alone. Cindy moved closer to me.
"Don't mind Sandy, she still a bit immature. She likes giving me a hard time."
"She's ok. I don't mind her teasing." Cindy cut me off, moving in for a kiss. We had a certain amount of privacy so we were soon well beyond kissing. I was lying on my back on their leather sofa, Cindy was laying on top of me, her hands up under my shirt, her nails wandering over my chest as she kissed me and tickled me with her tongue.
"Hold on a sec." To my dismay Cindy hopped off me and quietly went upstairs. I sat up a bit to be presentable. When Cindy returned she said,
"Good they're all asleep. Now where were we?" She pushed me back and picked up where she'd been. By now my cock was painfully full and straining in my pants. Cindy could no doubt feel it pressing against her. She sat back and opened my pants, pulling down my undershorts to free my cock which now pointed to the ceiling. As she grasped it in her hand, giving it a quick stroke, I asked,
"Would you, maybe give me one of your body shaking blow jobs?"
"No, I don't think so."
"No?" I was surprised. Cindy wasn't shy about doing what we did.
"No, I want to have sex with you." I was speechless. This was about to be the best night of my life. I guess I was speechless too long, "What's the matter? You don't want to?"
"No, I mean yes, of course." Cindy smiled and slid down her pants. She was moving quick as we were taking a chance here. I got a quick look at her bush as she leaned over me and directed my cock to her waiting pussy. I gasped as I entered her. She slowly lowered herself onto me. When she'd settled fully on to me she closed her eyes, a contented smile on her face, a nod. As for me, I'd never felt anything like this. Yes, I'd had sex before, and I would again, but never would I feel anything like the way our bodies conformed to each other. Her pussy enveloped me, gripping me as I was held just right. Cindy put her hands on my chest, moved herself forward and back. I lay there, basically doing nothing as this angel fucked me. Her body arching and rocking as she used my cock for her pleasure. She was barely making any noise, just
"Uh, huh, mmmm, ahhh." Her mouth in a little O as she felt me fill her, stretching her a bit, reaching her depths, then sliding off me. Now I concentrated on holding off as long as I could, wanting her to extend her pleasure. She rocked and rolled her hips, taking me in and using me to reach the spots that needed attention. She picked up her pace, then suddenly sat down on me, grinding herself on to me as she held on, her face scrunched, trying not to make much noise, cumming, burying her head into my neck, cumming, rubbing herself onto me, cumming, hissing into my ear, "oh god", cumming, then done, collapsing on me. "I want that forever."
"I..I'm gonna.."
"Pull out! Shit I meant to tell you." She sat back. I began spurting cum onto her, her pubic hair now dripping with my cum, spurts up on her stomach, on her shirt, dribbling down my softening cock. She jumped up, her hands under her and ran for tissues. I tried not to let it run off onto the sofa. When Cindy came back she was giggling, cleaning us up. "I am so so sorry."
"It's ok, that was amazing."
"For me. And you just laid there. Next time squeeze my tits or something."
Sorry, I was surprised we were and then it felt so good and you were in another world."
"I was in another world because your cock is perfect for me. It gets to all the right place and doesn't hurt me or make me uncomfortable."
"Your, uh, you felt perfect too." Cindy was cleaning me up, her touch causing me to stiffen again.
"Well this is promising. You always ready for another round so soon?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Well we probably pushed it already doing this but here let me make it up to you." She'd just fucked me better than anyone had and she was going to make it up to me? Yeah she did. She soon had me all the way in her throat, sucking another load from me. When we were cleaned up and presentable she straddled me, kissing me, telling me,
"I want to have sex with you many many times. We have to find a way to get some privacy. I want to lay naked with you and see how many times you can do it and never stop."
"My parents are away for a few days. I didn't think of it, because I didn't think we'd do it."
"Perfect! I'll come over tomorrow, early. Get a bunch of condoms. And I'm going to get on the pill. I want to feel you inside and not stop." Wow, now there was no stopping her. She began kissing my face, placing kisses all over and between each kiss, "I'm gonna fuck you, and fuck you and fuck you and fuck you until you get tired of me fucking you."
"I don't think that could happen."
"Then we won't stop fucking."
The next day I was up early to shower and straighten up my room. I'd never had a girl alone in our moderate sized apartment. It was nothing special. Kitchen, dining room, living room and three bedrooms. Since my sister had moved out her room was a spare used for visiting family. It was late morning when I heard the doorbell and raced to let Cindy in. I stopped short when I saw her, tight jeans, short cropped white shirt, open toed shoes and her hair hanging down over her shoulders.
"You going to let me in, or are you going to stare?"
"Oh sorry, you look amazing."
"Thanks! You, look good enough to..." Then she mouthed the work 'Fuck'. My cock was already stirring. I let her in before the nosy neighbors opened their doors. Cindy looked around quickly. Then came to me for a lingering kiss, "Mmm, I'm not used to being alone in a guy's place."
"Welcome. It's, uh, not much, but it's home."
"You can give me a tour later. Right now I'm only interested in one room. Unless you're going to take me on this table." I took her hand and led her to my bedroom. I needed to show her that I was a confident, somewhat experienced guy, rather than the tongue-tied she made me feel like.
"So now that we're at my place, let's have some fun."
"OOh what do you have in mind?"
"First, I've never seen you completely nude, only bits and pieces here and there."
"You want me to strip for you?"
"Now that sounds good."
"Ok, sit back and enjoy." Wow, she wasn't insulted or put off. I sat on my bed, Cindy stood in the middle of the floor. She extended one arm above her head and gave a twirl, letting me take in her perfect form. Her breasts pushing against her tight shirt, her jeans tight on her hips, cupping her small round ass, then hugging her legs. She started by kicking off her shoes, using her hands to follow down her sides, then unsnapping her jeans and slowly, oh so slowly sliding them down, revealing the smallest underwear I'd ever seen.Now kicking aside her jeans she brought her hands to the bottom of her shirt, all the time undulating, turning, teasing, then lifting her shirt until her perfect breasts bounced free. Not quite the full C cups they'd become, they were still the finest pair of tits imaginable. Holding them in her hands she ran her thumbs over her small pale nipples. With a turn she wiggled her cute butt at me as she let her underwear down, letting them drop, pushing them aside, then holding her arms out to her sides she turned, letting me take in her form as it was meant to be seen, beautiful, sexy. I noted that she had trimmed her bush some. I noted that I'd never seen a sexier woman in real life or in a magazine. She posed hands on hips, confident, self assured, without a care in the world.
"Do I meet with your approval?" I stood,
"Better than in any fantasy I could have imagined." She dropped to her knees, crawled to me, knelt before me, opened my belt, my jeans.Pulled down my pants and underwear, letting my hard cock free to point towards her. Putting her hands on my ass she pulled me to her letting my cock travel its full length into her mouth, then back out. She stood, lifting my shirt as she rose, leaving me as naked as she was. Here she was, feminine perfection and I was just a from NJ. For some reason I excited her. There's no telling what attracts people. My hands were now all over Cindy, my cock trapped between us as we kissed and caressed and pinched, teased, licked, nibbled. I say back drawing Cindy on to me.
"I'd like to start with more of what I had last night. Only you can do more than lay there, thanks." She smiled to show she was teasing, but I got the message. We paused a moment to let me roll on a condom, then Cindy mounted me as she had the previous night. Now as she slowly rocked her body on me, I held her ass in my hands, holding tight, then letting my hands follow her body, up her thin waist, along her sides, then taking one breast in each hand as she held herself up. Her pussy held me, squeezed me, masssaged me, my cock fully engulfed by Cindy. She rode me slowly, then faster, finding her spots, now a bit more vocal with no one to hear. Her hair rocked and waved as she moved, her mouth open, "oooooooooo, ooooooh fuck, oooooooooooo god, ooooooo" her nails digging in to my chest as waves of orgasm broke over her, her back arching as she rubbed her body on mine. As she relaxed I rolled her over and began pumping my cock hard and fast into her, driving for my needs, pushing deep, pulling back and thrusting again, and again. She held me with her muscles, gripping at my cock, trying to hold me inside, until I exploded, filling the condom, my body tensing, then relaxing on Cindy.
"Oh Tim, oh that was good. And I liked when you took charge. Next time take me from the beginning. Just go crazy."
"Cindy, damn. You're awesome, amazing. Wow. I can't believe how.." I trailed off as I lay there looking down the length of her body. Amazed that this girl wanted me. That she was here with me.
"You're a great guy Tim. I think we can have a lot of fun. I know I made you wait, but now, now I want you. I want you as much as I can get you."
"Do you mind if I stare at you, touch you? So much to take in."
"Your so funny, but go ahead, stare all you want, touch me wherever you want. I'm yours, you're mine. It's kind of a compliment that you want to just look at me."
"You have no idea." So I took the opportunuity to get to know Cindy's body, all at one. I let my hands gently touch her. Lightly caressing her all over. I kissed that little smirk of a smile she was giving me, then her chin, neck, shoulders. My fingers were tracing lines around the outer edges of her breasts, slowly working their way to the center, up where her nipples perched at just the perfect angle, her pale areola receiving gentle kisses, then my tongue licking around each nipple, sucking at one then the other, now moving down her flat stomach, my hands tickling her sides, her slim waist, kissing her belly button, and down, down one leg, across her thigh, down, lifting her leg to kiss the back of her knee, then down to her feet, her toes, one by one, by one, then the other foot and back across her right knee, up her inner thigh, stopping where her legs meet to admire the tightly trimmed hair, the outer lips hiding her most private area, then using my tongue to separate her lips, revealing the moistening cleft, licking from her opening, up to her clit, then kissing back down, probing inside with my tongue, tasting the most satisfying treat of all. Now my fingers probing as I kiss, and tease with my lips, my tongue, lashing at her clit, her back arching, hips pushing her pussy up to meet me. Then I grasped Cindy by her hips and held her to me as I sucked and nibbled and licked, feeling her building towards her climax, her hands digging into my hair, pulling and pushing my head, holding me to her. Cindy's juices wet on my face, her hips bucking, then tensing, her legs wrapped around me, a brief, "oooooo." More moans, sucking in breath, a long sigh, then releasing me as I gently kiss and taste her.
"Oh, Timmy, Timmy, come up here." I scooted up on the bed and Cindy took my head in her hands, kissing me deeply, not caring where I'd just been and what I'd been doing. Actually kissing me because of what I'd been doing. As she kissed me I realized that my cock was now fully recovered. I knelt above Cindy, held her wrists together over her head with one hand. She gave me a crooked smile. I used my other hand to position my cock against her. "Are you forgetting something?"
"Trust me?"
"Always." I pushed forward, now each hand holding a wrist. Holding Cindy in place as I plunged deep into her. She closed her eyes, put her head back and let her mouth fall open as I began thrusting hard and fast, using her for my needs, letting go of her arms to lift her by her ass, holding her in place as I fucked as I know she wanted me to, relentlessy, giving her all I had, waiting for the signs, feeling myself getting closer, my cock thickening, my balls contracting, then pulling out just as jets of cum surged forth, spraying onto Cindy's stomach, even up to her breasts, two, three strong bursts, then leaning forward so that the last couple covered her trimmed bush. "Tim, I liked that. You can have what you need whenever you want. But that is a little dangerous. Even a tiny bit could do it."
"Sorry, I thought you wanted..."
"I did. I'll be on birth control soon. Then you can fire away. Now get up here." Before I moved she scooped up a glob of my sperm filled semen and fed herself. Then she showed it to me on her tongue as she brought me in for a kiss. If she was testing me, this was easy. I'd do anything for one of her kisses, even taste my own cum. She looked at me. "Good." We held each other for a bit, then Cindy got up to wash the drying cum from her. I noted that she was completely unembarrassed to walk around naked. When she came back she stopped to watch me watching her.
"What?" She asked.
"I love how comfortable you are."
"I've been told by a cute guy that I have an amazing body, why would I be embarrassed?"
"While you were in the bathroom I ordered a pizza for lunch."
"Oh good, all this sex has me famished."
You going to answer the door like that?"
"I just might, if the delivery guy is cute."
"Hey now!"
"Jealous?"
"Hmm."
"Just think, he'll see me, then he'll leave knowing YOU'RE staying here with me."
"When you put it that way." But she pulled a t-shirt over her nakedness. Granted, her nipples were pushing out the chest of the shirt and it barely covered her butt, but she WAS covered. When the doorbell rang, Cindy bounced over to answer, happy to see it was a young guy. He stammered the amount as she stood there. When she paid, as she turned she said, "Oh". He turned back as she flipped up the back of the shirt giving him a glimpse of her tight little ass. "You about ed him."
"Oh just a little extra tip." We ate pizza. Then Cindy sat on my lap, then we made out like desperate lovers, then the t shirt was off and I was again devouring her breasts and finally I quickly donned a condom and lifted her to the edge of our kitchen table. Cindy's ankles were on my shoulders as I plowed into her hard working pussy. She seemed pleased with the situation, "I like where this is going. Three times already and it's just lunch. I could get used to this. Plus some pussy eating in between. OOOHH Damn, boy. GO for it. Fuck me good." I did fuck her good, her ankles locked behind my neck, my hands groping her butt, then her tits, squeezing, pinching at her nipples. Nice and easy, pushing deep, then rocking back, finally holding her by the hips as I pushed in and held it there feeling my cum fill the condom. I picked her up and carried her back to bed. We rested together, enjoying each other's company, talking about future plans. We continued long into the afternoon and evening. Cindy coaxed two more out of me, one orally, one a long slow ride to her orgasm on my cock that had no more reserves of cum at the moment, but the stamina of youth to be there for Cindy's enjoyment. Our new routine involved sex at every possible moment as often as we could. To have a a girlfriend who was sexy, fun and insatiable was beyond my wildest dreams. She never said no and often requested my best efforts at the most awkward times.
One afternoon soon after she had determined that we were safe, her Dad took a walk to get the newspaper. We were in her home alone, with maybe fifteen minutes to spare. Cindy laid on the living room floor, pulled the bottom of her shorts aside,
"Hurry Tim. Before someone comes home." I pulled the top of my shorts down and quickly buried myself in Cindy, moving fast as her pussy held tight, racing the clock, knowing someone could come up the porch stairs at any moment. As the feeling began to rise we heard her Dad down on the street talking to his neighbor.
"Go Tim, fill me, hurry." I felt it coming. It was too late to stop any way, but not quite. Then, oh relief. Flooding Cindy. Waiting for the pulsing to stop, then out and pulling my shorts up, Cindy running for the bathroom with her hand beneath her. Steps on the porch stairs, as I settled back on the sofa, hoping it wasn't too obvious. Her father coming in, saying hello and asking where Cindy was.
"Using the bathroom." Then he walked down the hall with his paper to the kitchen. A few minutes later Sandy coming home. She was taller than Cindy, a bit thicker, still not fully matured. But she knew. She sat next to me on the sofa.
"You two were so doing it in here. Surprised Dad didn't say anything."
"Nah just hanging out."
"Ha, it was hanging out alright. Cindy told me you're soooooo good too." Hmm, so the sisters talk. My sister was a few years older than me; we never had that kind of relationship.
"So you two discuss everything?"
"Maybe not everything. But we're close. She's pretty cool. How's sis in the sack?"
"Really Sandy, I'm not discussing this with my girlfriend's younger sister." She got up as Cindy entered the room, she stuck her tongue out at me, then whispered something to Cindy before leaving us. Cindy sat next to me, "That was close, and fun and exciting. And it's so much better having part of you still in me afterwards. Except you cum so much, it wants to run out forever."
"Sandy tells me you discuss our doings with her?"
"Oh just some things. She'll be getting to this point soon enough. I like to let her know it can be great if done right. And you do it right. She just told me that you wouldn't tell her anything. That's good."
We tried being more discrete. Using empty bedrooms to give us a little more time if someone should come home. Cindy would not be denied what she had done without for months. I was more than happy to provide what she needed. Cindy was willing to try anything I suggested as I became more confident that I wouldn't, or couldn't surprise or offend her. She made one rule,
"Don't hurt me."
"I would never..."
"No, I know that, but I mean, in bed. I don't like to be slapped or hurt. In the course of sex play I'm up for anything else. I'll play at anything, you can say anything. I know how you really feel about me. I like that you keep things interesting."
"So I tied her up, and we had sex in any position we could imagine; she played at being a slut, or at dominating me. We dabbed ourselves with chocolate, or honey, we tasted our own juices without thought. It was endless excitement. We fully trusted each other. We would do anything together. This all went to another level shortly after Cindy turned 18.
We had decided to have a getaway weekend. Driving to upstate New York, stopping to make use of an abandoned barn along the way, we finally reached our cabin near the Finger Lake region. It had been a long drive. Even with the one detour, it had been hours in the car, Cindy teasing me along the way with peeks at her body. Quickly answering a dare she'd flashed a truck driver. That got two good blasts from his horn. But now we were alone. No need to hide, or hurry. Sure we planned to get out and hike a bit, but this was going to be a treat for us. When we'd gotten our bags into the room it was a race to undress. Cindy was on me in no time.
"I need you Tim. Just lay there and let me use this cock of yours." So I laid back, put my hands behind my head and watch as Cindy did her best. Her tits hanging and swaying as she rocked on me, my cock enveloped by her soft pussy. We heard a sound at the door. Cindy looked over,
"You locked it didn't you?"
"Pretty sure I did." I hadn't. The door opened. A young woman with a handful of towels walked in, stopped,
"Oh, I didn't..." She stared as Cindy continued riding my cock. I suppose she should have turned and run from the room. But she was transfixed by the slow, steady rhythm of Cindy, her hips moving forward and back as I looked from Cindy, to the girl holding the towels.
"I should..." She went to lay the towels on the dresser. This brought her closer to us. Her hand went to her flushed neck. From where she was now she could probably see my cock going in and out as Cindy continued fucking me.
"Stay." Now Cindy had surprised me a bit. I was learning a few things here. For one, I was unconcerned being naked, fucking, in front of someone. Also, Cindy seemingly could not be embarrassed. She continued rolling her hips, sighing as she caused my cock to touch her in just the right way. "Get comfortable, if you want. Come closer." The girl was mesmerized. She walked closer, now obviously staring at my cock and Cindy's pussy, joined, working as one. She looked at me. I smiled to assure her that everything was ok. Now I moved my hands from behind my head and began caressing Cindy's tits as they shook above me, drawing the girl's attention to them. She licked her lips, her breathing heavier, her right hand now covering her right breast. As I looked closer at her I realized she wasn't that young, most likely a bit over 30. Not that that bothered me. I'd fucked a few times with my friend's mother earlier in the year before I met Cindy. As Cindy got closer to orgasm she said less, looked at the woman through barely open eyes. Between gasps and moans she asked,
"What's you name?"
"Marie."
"Nice.....ooooooh, ooh fuck. Yes Tim, there right.....uuuuuh, Marie, I'm, mmmm, cumming...." As Cindy rode me to the end, I couldn't wait any longer and shot my load into Cindy as she slapped at my chest, rolling through another, then collapsing on me. "That was sooooo fucking good." I wasn't sure what, if anything, I'd done better. Maybe it was having an audience. Resting her head on my chest, still with no concern for our nudity, Cindy looked at Marie, "want to join us?" I looked down at Cindy, she looked up at me, "that would be ok, right Tim?"
"Yeah, sure." Marie moved to sit with us on the bed. Looking closer, I decided that she wasn't bad looking. Mature, dark reddish hair pulled back, no makeup. I noted that she had large breasts, wide hips. Cindy had reached out and was stroking Marie's cheek.
"Can I help you get undressed? I'm Cindy, this is Tim."
"I'm sorry if I've intruded."
"Oh nothing to worry about, it was fun having an audience." Cindy sat up, sitting alongside Marie. Her hand moved down to the buttons on Marie's work dress. She began unbuttoning and continued as there was no complaint. "Can I continue?"
"Uh huh. You two were so, sexy. I've never watched two people like that."
"We do all kinds of naughty stuff." Cindy slid the dress off Marie's shoulders, exposing a bra holding two breasts that were quite a bit bigger than Cindy's. Cindy moved closer, looked at me, "Join us Tim."
"You sure?"
"Oh come on." Cindy and I were now either side of Marie. Taking my cue from Cindy, we were kissing Marie and lightly touching her. With a deft snap of her fingers Cindy had released Marie's bra allowing two large full breasts to breathe free. Cindy made a face at me, not in anger, as she caught me staring down at them. "See something you like Tim? Go ahead." I leaned down and took a large thick nipple into my mouth while lifting her tit in my hand. From the corner of my eye I could see Cindy pecking and licking at the other tit. Marie was now moaning to our efforts, her hands resting on a leg each. She was sliding her hand up and down as if deciding whether to got any further, then she let out a sharp "Oh!" Standing up, now half naked,
"Oh god, oh I should't be. I'm so sorry. You're just, just too young for me, I can't." Looking up at her, stretching out to have her full body on display, while also stroking my recovering cock, Cindy tried,
"Really, we don't mind. We're having fun." Putting herself together Marie looked at us again,
"I wish I could, you two are beautiful. Have fun together." Then she was out the door. Cindy giggled and looked at me,
"So beautiful we scared her away!" I was now looking at Cindy,
"Can we talk?"
"I'd rather fuck."
"Me too, but in a few minutes."
"OK."
"We're lying naked together, fully exposed, so no bullshit."
"This is the no bullshit zone?"
"Yeah I guess."
So if we're naked in bed and I ask if my ass looks fat, you'll tell the truth?"
"Yes. But that's an easy one. Your ass is perfect."
"Someday it may not be."
"Someday? That would take years and... Someday?"
"MMM, hmm. I think I want to be with you forever Tim."
"Really?"
"Yes really. Why? Don't you want to be with me forever and ever?"
"Yes, of course, but why me?
"Why not you?"
"I'm just a regular guy. You're, you're amazing looking. You could have anyone."
"Silly. You're not regular. I think you're handsome. And you make me happy. And the sex is wonderful."
"No bullshit?"
"Not here."
"So the question I had. Were you really going to have sex, let me have sex with Marie?"
"Yeah sure, why not?"
"Most girls don't share." She shrugged.
"It's not cheating if we both know and we're together."
"Really?"
"Yeah, if we found ourselves naked in bed with a cool guy I'd fuck him for fun."
"You would?"
"Why not? As long as you were ok with it and why wouldn't you? Sex is fun."
"But isn't that just between us?"
"Love is between us."
"I'm not exactly sure I'm understanding."
"Tim, I love you more than anyone in the world. That's 24/7. Forever. When you make love to me with all the affection and attention and loving touching and kissing, that's the best thing in the world. Then there are our physical needs. I also like to fuck, and get fucked. You do that great too. That's fun and games and role play and crazy shit. That's the variety that keeps it interesting and makes the days unexpected."
"Wow, you are something else."
"Understand now?"
"I think so."
"Then make love to me."
"First tell me how you're going to love me forever." So she did. Cindy told me that she could not live without me. That she wanted to spend every day of her life with me. That we could stay in NJ or travel the world and it would be ok as long as I was with her. So I asked her if she'd marry me. She said of course she would, but that we should probably wait so as not to shake up the parents too much but that as far as she was concerned we were married forever. Then I made love to my wife. Long and slow and with all the attention and affection I could offer. I kissed her everywhere and caressed her everywhere. I pointed out all my favorite parts, nibbling at some, pinching at others, bringing her to her favorite places, then slipping my cock into it's favorite place, feeling the soft insides of Cindy, holding me, squeezing me, drawing me in, again and again, until I released myself into her. Then I held Cindy and promised I would do that for her every day. Forever.
We fell asleep joined together. Woke to a mess we'd made. Laughed and cleaned up, then continued on our adventures together. Perhaps you've read some of them.
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"Not bad." Cindy had stopped moving and was resting with my cock well up inside her. "I think you got most of it."
"Most?" I also groaned as she squeezed my cock with her practiced muscles.
"You left out the hike the next day when we got naked and fucked out in that meadow."
"Then got applause from the group that had stopped to watch."
"MMM, that's it." Now she picked up the pace knowing that at my age it sometimes took a little more effort to get the desired result. But it had been a long story and I was getting close.
"You were never shy."
"Look who's talking. You were always naked with me."
"But it wasn't me they were looking at. Ooh, I'm..." I did. Cindy settled on me as I once again filled her pussy with my cum. One of nearly countless times. Although we did try counting one time.
"Aah, always a highlight of the day. I'd ask for more, but we have company today."
"That's right. Johnny and his family?"
"Yep. All of them."
"Maybe I'll read them the new chapter."
"Sounds like fun."
And another fun day it was. I put my laptop aside. Steaks to grill, guests to entertain. After 35 years, it's still Cindy and me.
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