Hathor's Orchid byWarhawk47©

 

 

 

 The Sprague Science Center was an unusual collection of architecture that had seen better days. The collection of artifacts had not been updated in over a decade, many of the interactive displays were worn out from overuse, and the café menu had not seen a new special since the late nineties. In daylight hours, it had the look of a strange international village. At night, it looked strangely eerie in the reflections of the nearby Colombia River. It was however, a large facility with a movie theater and a beautiful glass arboretum in the classic Victorian style. All of which needed to be watched over by security guards at all times.

Persephone Timmons was at five foot two, the shortest security officer on the payroll. Her athletic frame and highly active lifestyle did little to change the opinions of many of her fellow officers. The older generation thought she had no business in security and the officers her own age were far too busy trying to bed her to notice her work ethic. She took this job in order to attend school during the day and looked forward to her graduation day. Once she was done with school, she would put this place behind her and not look back.

She walked through a service door and made her way to the security office in the basement of the main building. She had to squeeze past boxes of lost and found items that had never been reclaimed that filled the hallway. Once in the security office proper, she took a set of keys off the wall and looked at the night shift roster posted on the door. There was a private party wrapping up tonight and most of the guests had already left for the evening. Normally she would be working with a pair of other officers, but one was on vacation and the other had come down with the flu. This meant after the swing shift departed for the night, she would be on her own for the next eight hours.

"Great, just great." Persephone groaned. "Just me to watch over a campus that covers nearly two city blocks."

She collected her flashlight and security jacket before nearly running into the swing shift supervisor. The rotund man of nearly sixty was one of the most unpleasant people Persephone had the displeasure of meeting. Phil Nunez, his hygiene was on par with his disposition and left much to be desired. He hacked and coughed for a few moments, not bothering to cover his mouth before leering at Persephone.

"Oh, the littlest security guard is back for another shift." He said as he stood blocking the doorway.

"Get out of my way Phil or we will have another talk with HR." she said with vehemence.

Phil cleared his throat nosily and coughed up something unpleasant.

"Sure, little miss, I will just sit down over here." Said Phil as he squeezed past her, much to everyone's discomfort. "Oh, before you go, the boss upstairs wants us to make three sweeps of that fancy greenhouse now." Said Phil as he unsnapped his utility belt. She nearly gagged at the close proximity but said nothing more. She did not want to egg him on to some act of further unpleasantness. She quickly left the office and walked briskly to the nearest stairwell; it was time to start another long night shift.

She exited the stairwell and found herself in the section of the Science Center devoted to Pacific Northwest History. She took a moment to admire the beautifully crafted Native American ceremonial masks kept in a special display. She was fascinated by the intricate details carved into the likeness of birds, whales, and other natural features. She thought this was her favorite exhibit in the whole campus and she made time to always visit the case of masks.

She meandered past the Hall of Industry with the interactive displays of hydroelectric dams and the Manhattan Project. Most had been broken from overuse but enough remained to amuse the younger visitors. The illuminated lights of a steam turbine cast a soft glow over the exhibit. She turned off screens that played archival footage of the building of the Grand Coulee Damn that buzzed a dated soundtrack from the eighties. For some reason, this side of the Sprague Science Center always smelled of ozone and machine oil. Satisfied that nothing else remained powered on, she stepped out into the main thoroughfare and continued her patrol. The next stop was the arboretum.

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The arboretum was not an area she spent much time in. The glass structure housed many rare plants in the carefully climate-controlled facility. To prevent unnecessary contact, the previous security manager had simply said no one was to enter after hours, however, there was a new manager which meant new rules. Now every night, a security officer was to make three walk-throughs of the arboretum, no exceptions. Every exit checked; every fire extinguisher verified.

The large door had a simple card-reader and did not require any special keys. She waved her ID badge over the card-reader and the door clicked unlocked with a soft buzz. She hefted the door open and felt a warm, fragrant breeze from inside. The scent was that of earth, wet potting soil, and something that she could not quite put her mental finger on. It was a pleasant, organic smell that seemed to tease the tip of her nose.

She entered into a sea of greenery; trees and shrubs formed a canopy above the footpath. The bright lights from the ceiling above only barely filtered down through the greenery. She passed the displays of Venus Flytraps and Pitcher Plants that always seemed to fascinate kids and adults. She walked briskly away from a young Corpse Flower that was kept in an air-conditioned case of its own. There was a little vent that someone could lift and catch a whiff of the noxious plant. The odor was enough to send Phil Nunez scurrying for a shower.

As she was rounding the walked to her first stop in the giant greenhouse, she could not help but note that the strange smell was getting stronger. It was not unpleasant like the Corpse Flower, nor the artificial burnt smell of ozone, but something fragrant and organic. She thought it must have been a new flower of some sort and she wondered if she might see it on her patrol. As she pushed through a brace of low hanging palm fronds, she heard a soft tuneless humming coming from up ahead.

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Hunched over a mound of soil and wielding a trowel, a woman hummed a tune as she labored over a freshly plotted display. She wore a white gown that was spotted with earth and hung loosely over her shoulders. From time to time, one side would slip, and she would reach up and adjust it without breaking her concentration.

"Excuse me miss, we are closed for the night. What may I ask are you doing here?" asked Persephone in her professional tone.

The woman started in alarm and whirled to face the diminutive security guard. As she stood up, Persephone could not help but notice the woman was strikingly beautiful. Long dark hair, pale skin, and full-figured, she was also much taller than Persephone. This woman must have been at least six foot-four and simply towered over her own five foot-two. Persephone suddenly felt small indeed before this stunning woman with a face that reminded her of the porcelain angels she had seen in nativity displays.

"Terribly sorry dear, you gave me such a fright." Said the woman.

"I-I-I'm sorry, I did not think anyone was here after hours." Stammered a suddenly nervous Persephone.

"I can see from your attire you are the night shift guard. Don't worry, my name is Ms. Hathaway, and I am the night gardener."

"Your name was not on tonight's roster." Said Persephone.

"That must be Mr. Thornton's doing. He never seems to remember I come in once a month for many special specimens we have on display. I will send him a note in the morning."

"I see." Said Persephone. The strange smell seemed to be getting stronger and she felt lightheaded and more than a little dizzy. "If you are supposed to be here, I guess I will leave you be."

"Oh, must you go? It does get rather lonely tending to these Brugmansia and Moonflowers without anyone to talk to."

Persephone swayed a little under the heady scent and realized she needed to sit down badly. Her feet had begun to hurt from the walking and the bench seemed so inviting all the sudden after all.

"Well, just for a few minutes. What sort of flowers are these?" asked the security guard as she sat down heavily on the bench.

"Well, here I have the tender perennials and Gardenia Augusta. Over here I have the Queen of the Night and the White Datura." Said Ms. Hathaway as she gestured to the different plots. "All of these exclusively bloom at night and require a great deal of care."

"What about that one over there?" asked Persephone as she pointed to a beautiful bloom of purple and gold petals.

"Oh, that is a rather special specimen. It is called Hathor's Orchid and it only blooms once every two years. You are incredibly lucky to see it in bloom tonight."

As Persephone sat and gazed at the rare flower with its unique patterns of purple and gold, she felt a spreading warmth from the tip of her toes to the ends of her ponytail. She felt relaxed and at ease with this lovely woman. While she considered herself comfortably heterosexual, she could not help but admire Ms. Hathaway's figure and impressive bust. Her loose gown was made of thin material that left little to the imagination and Persephone could not help but notice she was not wearing a bra.

"Are you all right dear?" asked Ms. Hathaway, her voice radiating maternal concern.

"Sorry, I was admiring your dress. It doesn't look to be appropriate to wear in a museum." Said Persephone.

"Well, working in a green house like this one is warm work, I find this to be much more comfortable if a bit revealing. Why? Do I look ugly?" Said Ms. Hathaway, suddenly defensive.

"Oh god no! I just worry that someone in the museum hierarchy will take issue. I think you are just gorgeous." Persephone gushed. She realized Ms. Hathaway was grinning mischievously.

"Oh, I know dear. If Mr. Thorton were to see me dressed like this, I am sure the shock would kill him like a bolt from the blue." She giggled. Persephone found herself grinning like a schoolgirl; she felt warm and dizzy, almost like she was back to her twenty-first birthday. Her head was buzzing and sweat was starting to form on her brow.

"It smells...different from the other flowers in your collection." Said Persephone as she gazed at the orchid.

"Ancient Egyptians used the pollen in fertility rites. I'm told it was used as an aphrodisiac among the queens and high born members of the Pharaoh's court." Said Ms. Hathaway. The gardener's expression changed to one of concern.

"You look like you are about to topple over. Why don't you lie down next to me in the grass?" said Ms. Hathaway. She stood up and gently took Persephone by the arm and led her to a patch of open grass. It was just as well, Persephone felt giddy and was glad for the assistance. Ms. Hathaway stepped gingerly over the "Keep off the Grass" sign and stretched out. Persephone felt a rush of sudden vertigo. She tripped over the sign and went tumbling into the outstretched arms of the gardener.

"Sorry, I am not usually so clumsy." Apologized Persephone still cocooned in the strong arms that were wrapped around her. That peculiar scent was stronger now and she realized it was the woman's perfume.

"Why don't you lay your head down in my lap, dear. You look flushed and feverish."

"Sure, that would be nice." Said the diminutive security guard. Without thinking, she unsnapped her utility belt and set it aside. She had a hard time thinking straight and struggled with her collar of her uniform shirt.

"Oh, it's just us women, why don't you take that off? I can't imagine all this heat and humidity could be good for you in your current state."

In her foggy thoughts, she could not see anything wrong with the suggestion. She was wearing a sports bra underneath that concealed her more feminine features. She reached up to undo the buttons but found her fingers did not want to cooperate. Deftly, Ms. Hathaway reached up and gently undid each button before helping Persephone out of her uniform shirt. Grateful, Persephone laid her down in the tall woman's lap. She felt suddenly exhausted by the effort and was glad for the comfortable place to lay down.

As she lay in the grass, she felt a hand softly stroke her right shoulder, following the twists and patterns of her tattoos. She had a full sleeve of ink on her right shoulder and an unfinished work on her left. Persephone was proud of her tattoos as she had designed them herself. She smiled at the casual contact and let out a contented sigh as she closed her eyes for just a moment.

"Tell me about yourself, Persephone." Said Ms. Hathaway.

She did. She described her goal of becoming a nutritionist. How she grew up in a small town in North Dakota with a single dad. How she grew up without a mother.

"Oh, dear one, I am so sorry." She said with genuine sympathy. "To be without a mother is a tragedy."

"I did okay, my father did the best he could." Said Persephone defensively.

"Oh, I am sure he is a fine man to have raised a daughter like you, but there are some things that only a woman can teach." Said Miss Hathaway as she continued to stroke and caress.

"There is a connection that all mothers have with their daughters. It starts the day they are born and it is the most sacred of connections. I am so sorry you were denied this, my dear." She continued. "From the moment you enter this world, your mother provides care, nurturing, and support. Most important, a place to lay down your burdens and seek the love you crave."

Persephone felt her eyes prickle with tears, her heart heavy with mourning for loss of the woman who gave birth to her. She began to weep softly and Miss Hathaway with her angelic face gave a warm smile and held the young woman.

"Shh, Shhh, let it out my dear. You are a beautiful and strong young woman." She said as she began to kiss the tears away. Her lips were soft and inviting, Persephone realized. She felt her body respond, her lips meeting Miss Hathaway's a moment later. She felt a hand that was not her own cupping her breast, a thumb brushing her nipple through her sports bra. Felt a tongue drifting over her own and felt a rising warmth from below her belly.

"Would you like to experience a connection with me, Persephone?" asked Miss Hathaway huskily. Her expression one mixed of maternal instinct and desire. She undid her loose fitting blouse, freeing her ample breasts, massaging her chest lasciviously for a moment.

In a haze of lust and need, Persephone nodded, unable to speak. She opened her mouth in an effort to say something, when Miss Hathaway guided the young woman's mouth to her left breast. She felt the hand on the back of her head massage and caress her as she began to suckle. She felt Miss Hathaway's hand gentle move her head in a hypnotic, bobbing rhythm as her tongue played with nipple in her mouth.

"That's a good girl. Drink of me and all will be well." Miss Hathaway cooed.

As if on cue, milk began to flow into Persephone's mouth, the sweet cream overwhelming her senses. She could feel heat rising from her loins and she reached down and unzipped the fly. As she continued to suckle, the growing need and desire became too much. She plunged her fingers between her legs and massaged her sacred place. The sensations of warmth and pleasure filled her mind and she began to suckle more aggressively, her tongue darting and flicking the nipple in her mouth.

She was lost in a haze of lust and desire. Her work and responsibilities forgotten, all that her mind could focus on was pleasure. She felt Ms. Hathaway's fingers trace lines down her forearm, felt hands run down her thigh and tease around her mons. Molten pleasure dripped from between Persephone's legs and into the grass. A great wave building in her center, the finger now inside her and stimulating her pleasure zones. She moaned in ecstasy into Ms. Hathaway's breast, sweat beading at her forehead. She was entirely enthralled in the older woman's hands.

Ms. Hathaway's expert hands applied another finger and Persephone gave a convulsive shudder as the powerful orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave. She quaked, shook, and shivered. Her mind going blank, her eyes a riot of color and images. Gilded columns. Gold Bracelets. A vast crowd of worshippers all chanting the name of the Goddess. All looked upon the beautiful face of an angel carved in stone and yet somehow full of life and promise.

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Hathor/Hathaway looked down at her new disciple and smiled. The conversion process was complete. Her newest supplicant enraptured at her serene beauty, her lips still wrapped around her breast. Already her own breasts were swelling and figure filling in as deserving of a priestess of fertility and harvest. Reaching down, she patted the young woman on her head and indicated she should rise. Persephone raised herself into a kneeling position before Hathor/Hathaway, her head bowed.

"How may I serve goddess?" asked Persephone in a toneless voice.

"Praise your goddess with your lips and tongue, my priestess." Ordered Hathor/Hathaway. The goddess parted her legs and revealed her fertile garden to the diminutive young woman. Eagerly, she inclined her head and began licking the woman's labia. The aroma and flavor overwhelmed an already entranced Persephone and she eagerly licked and sucked, trying to draw in the essence of her mistress.

Soon Hathor/Hathaway gave a shudder, her legs locking around Persephone's head, holding her in place. She rhythmically rocked her hips as she closed her eyes and muttered words of forgotten magics. Persephone felt a great upheaval and then all went dark.

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Persephone awoke to find herself alone and naked, her clothing discarded in a pile nearby. She tried to put them on quickly but found everything fit too tightly. Her shirt pressed into her chest uncomfortably and her pants seemed a few sizes too small. She tried to recall what had happened but found her memory was blank.

"I must have sat down for a moment and fallen asleep." She said aloud to no one in particular. She struggled to put her boots back on and reattached her utility belt, adjusting it several times to fit around her waist. She noticed her skin was much more pale than she recalled and her chest seemed to have swelled at least three or four cup sizes.

"What on earth?" she thought as she made her way through the shrubbery and back onto the footpath. Leaving the arboretum, she returned to the security office where she could write up night's activity. She tried to check the cameras inside the Victorian-style glass building, but there was no sign of her once she entered through the main doors.

Not wanting to create more trouble, she neglected to write about the time she lost inside the arboretum. Instead, she simply stated the routine happenings at the Sprague Science Center before returning her keys and radio. As she walked out of the office, she noticed one of the Guest Services workers had arrived. The mousy young woman moved in quick nervous steps. The poor woman suffering from perpetual anxiety, she rarely made conversation with anyone in the Science Center. Until today.

She seemed to sniff the air for a moment before her expression seemed to soften slightly. Persephone could see her eyes had slightly dilated and she seemed a little unsteady.

"I'm sorry, I was curious, what is that perfume you are wearing?"

"Hathor's Passion, I keep a little in my locker. Would you care to try a sample?" asked Persephone. Her smile warm and angelic. Another priestess for the goddess.

The End....for Now.

Lunch Visit byjadedemina1623©

 

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Jade sat at her desk starring at the computer screen inputting the data when she glanced at her phone. She had a text from James. Bring me a sandwich bitch... is what it read. She laughed and rolled her eyes of course he would text that. She could just hear the sound of his voice as he said that ... in that tone that made her want to just rebel against him. He knew how to push her buttons.

She glanced at the clock 12:00... biting her lip she thought about it. Hmmm fifteen minutes till lunch break ... she could slip out a little early grab some lunch for him and surprise him at work. Should she? Does she dare obey the very command that made her inner independent woman shout hell no. But then there was the inner woman who wanted to fall to her knees and please him ...And In every way if she was being frank.

She chuckled at that thought and grabbed her purse and headed out the door. She stopped at subway grabbing a few foot longs and drinks for the boys and then drove to the flats the boys were working on. She looked in the mirror fixed her long, silky auburn curls and touched up the lip gloss on her pouty pink cherry lips and grabbed the bag before walking to the house. She could hear them pounding inside and was glad they weren't on break yet. She could feel her heart do some fluttering as she thought about what she was about to do. I mean she had never done something like this before and she didn't know how or what his reaction would be. She walked in and yelled hello as one of the guys glanced up at her with a smile on his face stopping his sanding of the wall beside him.

"Is James here?" She asked a little nervous ... maybe he had gone home early.

"Yeah he is here," he said calling James down from upstairs.

James came down the stairs and stopped in his tracks as he seen a pair of legs leading up to what he would only classify as a black belt but really a short pleated skirt that just barely covered her naughty bits and then white blouse that hugged her curves perfectly reaching her Ample cleavage that spilled out slightly with the buttons that had been undone as if they were doing to pop off or better yet just begging to be torn apart and to top it off her black Lacey bra just peeped through enough to make you wonder how quick he could tear it off of her.

" Hi! I brought lunch she said tossing the bag onto the table that was set to the side and started taking out the sandwiches.

"Help yourselves and there are drinks too" she said leaving them in the bag.

The guys started grabbing their subs and as James went to grab his he didn't see any left on the table.

"What the?" "Where is mine? he said laughing ", wondering who had taken his or if she really had not grabbed enough.

Jade was giggling on the inside and found it hard to get the nerve to say what she was about to.

" Oh damn I must have forgotten yours," she said trying hard not to laugh.

Smiling she said "I don't know how I miscounted as she backed away slowly into the renovated kitchen with the sub behind her back.

James was almost irritated but then noticed that sly look on her face. What was she doing? Was she teasing him? I mean even more than she was teasing him now flaunting herself in a house full of men with what she had on. He had to clench his fists trying not to get so turned on thinking of just having her right there.

Moving around the corner so she was out of sight she giggled and took out the sub from behind her back.

"This what you are looking for "she smiled at him.

"Maybe" is all he said as he started moving towards her backing her against the counter.

Jades eyes got big as if she was frightened but instead she was trembling. She could feel her heart beat fast, the blood running through her veins as he made his way towards her inch by inch closer until he was almost right up against her. His long beard just barely tickling her neck sending tingling down her body. She could feel his warmth almost against her. She had a hard time standing and not getting so weak in the knees that she would really be knelt down in front of him.

He leaned in whispering into her ear " You really are a bad girl coming in here like that and teasing me " he said with almost a laugh in his voice.

She looked into his crystal blue eyes and something inside her maybe it was the sexy bitch just telling her to go for it but she knew what she wanted with him inches from her and she wanted it now.

Biting her lip and then slowly pushing her warm body against his ... just angled in the perfect way to graze her breasts against his chest and her now wet warm crotch against his she whispered " I don't know would a bad, bad girl be wearing no panties " she giggled just standing there against him.

That was it ... that was all it took ... something inside James just awoke he couldn't resist any longer. When she whispered those words and felt her warm breath against his neck, her body against his and almost begged to be fucked. His cock twitched in his jeans and he barely looked around to see if anyone was there before turning her around, unzipping his pants letting his rock hard cock out and pushed himself hard, deep and quick inside of her. He could feel her pussy wet already tight around him.

James grabbed her hair with one hand pulling it tight as she arched her body to him and thrusted that hard throbbing cock inside of her again and again. Fuck it felt good ... he was throbbing harder and harder with every thrust and she gripped his cock so well with that dripping wet pussy he knew he wasn't going to last long like this and good thing the boys could come in any minute he could hear them talking as they ate in the next room.

Jade could hardly contain herself from cumming already on his cock as she felt him fuck her harder and faster one hand gripping onto her ass nails digging in. This is what she had to wanted from the beginning ... this reaction. She needed him and needed him to just fuck her ..to take her. She didn't care who was there all that mattered right now was fucking him and making him cum so fucking hard inside of her. She wanted to feel his cum just explode deep in her pussy.

She wanted it and she wanted it now. She squeezed her pussy, clit throbbing and juices dripping down his cock... and grabbed his other hand to cover her mouth she knew she couldn't keep it on when she finally let go.

James felt her squeeze his cock harder and couldn't contain it any longer. He grabbed her ass harder and dug in as she grabbed his hand putting it to her mouth, muffling the sounds of her moans as he thrusted his swollen throbbing cock deeper and harder Inside her, he could feel her pussy pulsating around his

Cock and feel her juices dripping as she came all over his cock clenching and clenching again. He leaned in bit her neck to muffle himself as he thrust himself deeper and harder again and again letting go and pumping her pussy full of his cum over and over until there was nothing left and he was completely drained. The fact that his cum was had filled her and was just left there to drip down her thighs had him twitching for more but that would need to come later.

Breathing heavy and turning her around he smiled Grabbing his sandwich.

"Now I want my lunch woman." Walking off into the next room.

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Tight Pussy byjnebegood© TIGHT PUSSY

 

by jnebegood

Just about every able-bodied, heterosexual, normal male at some time or other in their lives dreams of fucking some very tight pussy! When I was growing in the neighborhood there was always the question of what was the best type of pussy to get.

Some guys thought that it was heaven to fuck a built, stacked, voluptuous piece of pussy. Some other guys thought that it would be divine to fuck a long, tall, Amazon woman who had long legs and was taller than yourself. Still others even lusted for the big Plus-sized, heavy girls claiming that their pussy was to die for!

But for my money a very tight, snug piece of pussy was always the 'Cat's Meow' for me! I can remember my first piece of tight pussy just like it was yesterday. Her name was Teresa Turner and she was my little sister's best friend.

Teresa Turner, "T" everyone called her, was a stone fox! She was built very well for her age, and she was as pretty as a button and she had a nice tight ass on her frame which made every older dude on our block want to tap that pussy.

I also had my eye on "T" and I dotted on her every time that she'd come down to my house to visit with my little sister. "Hey "T" you know you're looking fine today!" I would always flirt with her and wrestle around with her when she was in my house styling and profiling.

She only lived a few doors down the street from our house and I got the chance to see her quite regularly in the street out with our neighbors or playing around with her other girlfriends up and down our street. I remember times when I might run into her with some of the older girls in the neighborhood and I would really put the moves on her then because it was during those times when she herself was trying to be older than she really was.

She was eighteen years of age at the time so I thought, "what the fuck, she's legal and I'm gonna try to see if I can't get that pussy!" So often I would remind her, "hey 'T' you remember that time when you were at my house last week and you told me that you thought that I would never kiss you because you were too young!" "Come Here!"

She'd go running off to hide out with some of her older friends because she thought that they would shield her from me when I went chasing after her to kiss her on a dare. Most times she was correct the older girls would protect her and they would say to me, "hey Juicy, that was my nickname, pick on a mature woman closer to your own age!"

With those taunting statements I would typically get distracted and start hitting on the older girls who were closer to my age of twenty-two. Their coverage would get 'T' off the hook and I would miss out on my opportunity to tap into some of that fresh, young pussy.

But one summer day when me and my partner Tommie were flirting with Pamela on her front porch 'T' happened to drop by Pamela's house and it became a doubles kind of thing. One thing led to another and Tommie was putting the moves on Pamela and he was able to successfully talk her into letting us all go down into her parent's basement where there was a wet bar and some drinks and music and some privacy.

All of us being young adults and still hanging out at our own parent's houses felt that it was quite a treat to be able to get away with some of our peer group on something like a date in the middle of the week when there weren't any parents around. The four of us scrambled through the side basement door and we were down the stairs to the refurbished semi-apartment in no time.

As soon as we got down in the basement Tommie put on some of Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" slow-dancing music on the stereo and he and Pamela got out in the middle of the basement floor and started dancing together arm'n-arm! Marvin Gaye was known back in the day for being the Love God of R&B music and when you heard his songs you were instantly in the mood for love!

At that time in my life I was a big Marvin Gaye fan and so I had a natural itch to want to get out there with the other two, but I wasn't sure if Teresa was mature enough to take to romancing with an older guy! So again I said to myself, "what the heck!" "Hey 'T' come on out here on the floor and dance this tune out with me!"

And to my complete surprise she extended her arm and stepped up to me to be received. Boy or boy, that was a real adventure! Finally, I was about to get my hands on the young-tenderoni whom I had been scoping out that whole summer long!

As we joined Tommie and Pamela out on the floor we all smiled that knowing smile that we were all about to get into some mischief. And sure enough as soon as I got my hands around Teresa's waist I couldn't waste a moment caressing and palming her wide hips and her big, plump ass!

All that 'T' did was to return my advancement with her teenaged smile and we were off to the races. Because Tommie was my best friend and we were over to his lady-friend's house I decided to follow his lead and as soon as I looked over at that pair they were off to the races hugging and kissing and feeling each other up!

Before the record was half-way played out Tommie had maneuvered Pamela behind and underneath the staircase and was busy trying to get his hands inside of her blouse and down inside of her bra. Not needing an interpreter I immediately seized the moment and reminded 'T' that it was time for me to show her that she was a fully grown and mature woman and that she was not too young for me to kiss.

Nodding her head in acknowledgement I took the opportunity to plant one of my most sensuous, erotic, wet kisses on my little sister's girlfriend's lips. The kiss made her head spin and set her off on a tail-spin that almost swept her off her feet.

When she finally came back to her senses I followed the first kiss up with a second one and then a third one and before you knew it the album had moved on to the subsequent songs and I had shifted 'T' from a standing/dancing position to a sitting/reclining position in the corner of the basement couch were I proceeded to enwrap her whole upper body in my arms, hands and lips!

By this time I was totally uncaring about what Tommie and Pamela were up to. I only knew that I had the hottest looking youngster in the neighborhood in my arms and I intended to make good use of her youth.

We kissed and hugged and petted and groped on each other for what seemed like an eternity. I got so enraptured in the perkiness and enthusiasm of Miss 'T' that I almost forgot that we were down in the basement in mixed company. We were getting carried away with ourselves.

To my ignorant surprise Miss 'T' was just as good at receiving my affections as she was at dishing them out to me! We stretched out on that sofa and I got my pelvis locked-in a groove inside her hips and we were operating like we had been old, long-time lovers.

When the music had faded from my consciousness and the basement became quiet with Tommie and Pamela's progressions I sensed that the time was right for me to make my move on Lady 'T'. I shot my hands down inside of the seams of her skin-tight hip-hugging jeans and felt the warmth of her naked buttocks receiving my extended fingers and Teresa immediately grabbed my hands and said, "Hold On Partner!"

"We can't be doing this down in Pamela's basement, her parents could come down here any minute", she said. To which I retorted, "Calm down, relax already!"

And before she knew anything I was back up to my original intentions of getting my hands and fingers down inside of her pants and her pants off her hips and then down to the floor! I decided to resume my successful initiatives of kissing her tender, sweet lips in hopes of coaxing her out of her pants and under my spell.

My fast thinking worked and Teresa immediately forgot all about her protestations about me getting my fingers and hands down inside her pants and slithering inside of her Thong panties. And sure enough before she realized my ultimate devious intentions I had slid my large-sized, swollen index finger inside the river of her wet pussy.

When Teresa felt my stout, thick, fat-headed extremities sliding up inside the warmth and wetness of her crotch she purrrrred just like a kitten as the roundness of my manicured and muscular finger tips found their way up inside her cunt and to the back wall of her cervix! Teresa threw her head back on the sofa and opened her shapely, plump thighs wide open to accommodate my fingers and she closed her eyes as I sat up in a comfortable position to plunge my fingers as deep into her pussy as my knuckles would allow.

For even better measure I took my left hand and brought my fingers up to the swelling member of her glistening clitoris and began to gently fondled and caressed its stem as it swole up fat and puffy to the touch. I looked over into Teresa's eyes and they were glassed over like marbles rolling around in the back of her head!

I knew instantly at that moment that I had Teresa exactly where I wanted her that summer afternoon down in Pamela Morgan's parent's basement. The only thing left for me to do was to continue coaxing Teresa into the sexual hypnotism which she had started to fall under due to the smooth, rhythmic, stroking of my fat, swollen, index finger simulating the fucking action of my large-sized Dick!

When I gauged that my friend Tommie and Pamela were already themselves busy as rabbits underneath the basement stairs I gently lifted Teresa off of the sofa and innocently lead her into the basement Laundry room. There I quickly proceeded to pull her skin-tight skinny jeans off of her hips, along with her Thong panties and leaned her forward to latch her hands to the twin tub-sinks in the room.

Unharnessing my Roscoe from inside my wet/damp trousers I immediately whipped out a 9'inch howitzer which I had kept submerged all this time. Teresa screeched when she saw the size of my penis with its muscular-head, veiny, striated shaft and near foot-long girth!

But before she could recoil I grabbed the shaft of my cock and stuffed its leaking, drooling dick-head into the blood-swollen lips of her sopping wet cunt and began to vigorously massage the bulbous head in and out of her pussy. Feeling the stiffness of my cock at the doorway of her aroused pussy, manipulating her engorged clitoris calmed Teresa down and she settled into the Doggie-style position that I had posted her in and she arched her back to cause her pussy lips to enlarge substantially and for my fat-headed Dick to slip and slide deeper inside her womb.

Realizing that I had Teresa just where I wanted her I began to man-handle her hips in preparation for thrusting my entire 9'inch girth into the full depths of her sex cavern. And just as I began to cock back my hips for the deepest, hardest pumping of my pelvic girdle into her hot, sloppy pussy I realized that I could not get my Dick all of the way into her womb.

To my extreme consternation I realized that my Dick was too fat for her tight pussy! "Damn!" I exclaimed as the saliva in my mouth evaporated at the thought that I couldn't indulge in this delicious pussy pie that I had spent at least a last half of an hour setting up!

Recognizing that I was facing an extreme dilemma which I had never been faced with before, namely having a scrumptious piece of young, tight, pussy right in my finger-tips I had to think fast and come up with some miraculous solution before this opportunity slipped right off my Dick! And then it occurred to me the naturally slippery composition of SPIT!

Before Teresa could weasel out of the Doggie-style position which I had set her up in I instinctively hawked up a mouth-full of KY-Jelly type SPIT, slapped it all over my throbbing Dick-head and power-thrusted my swollen cock up inside her chamber-of-love! "Oh-SHIT!" I shouted as my 9'inch Dick slid five inches up inside her snatch and stuck right there in the middle of her pussy!

Oh My Goodness, Young, TIGHT PUSSY! What a delight, what a Delicacy!!! This is truly what the male Dick was made for! To be squeezed off, snug-down, gripped up tight by a skintight piece of close-fitting pussy!

As soon as I got my Dick up inside of Teresa's womb my eyes immediately began to roll around in the back of my head. All that I could do was to simply relish the pure joy that every precious second my hard, stiff skin stroked in and out of her soft, fleshy twat!

My mind remembered back to all of the days of summer when I had watched her delicious, waddling ass bouncing in front of me as she walked to and fro up and down the street. I thought about how badly I had wanted to fuck Teresa but never thought I would ever get the opportunity to get my throbbing, bulbous, hammer-head up inside of her sweet, tender, young cock!

Though I was only half-way up in her vagina, when I realized that her pussy was this tight, this small, and this inexperienced for my mature, hungry, pulsating penis. I nevertheless decided to take full advantage of what was available! I grabbed a hold of Teresa's right bent-over shoulder for better leverage and started to pull her body into mine as I began to "Power-Rock" my hips as forcefully as I could and found my rhythm in the little space that I had to operate within!

Oh Boy, this pussy was tight! And warm and snug and gripping my Dick like vise-grips! Her pussy muscles were pulling my cock in deeper and tighter and more snug with each thrust of my Dick in-wards!

And for the next several moments all that could be heard coming from Pamela's mother's basement was the accommodating moans of Teresa's tight pussy slurping and sucking me into her deeper and deeper and deeper! You could hear the thunderous groans of my slamming cock stuffing every inch of her tight space that I could squeeze, fit and pound into which Mother Nature would allow!

And we rocked and we grunted and we groaned as Teresa pushed back into my 9'inches as I was trying to cram forward as much as possible into her 5'inch space. I was gripping her two collar-bones tightly trying to pull her back into my cock as forcefully as I could as I sought to bust off my orgasm as deeply up inside of her tight wad as humanly possible! Oh, was that pussy good!

When Teresa finally settled down to fully enjoy the effects of the pummeling that she was receiving and I had accepted that 5'inches of depth was all that I was going to get, we both began to rock and fuck, and grunt in unison as we lurched closer and closer to eruption!

We huffed and we puffed and sure enough just when I thought I could not take another glorious moment of my Dick being squeezed by the tightness of her pussy we both rocked off into a simultaneous orgasm.

By the time that I had pulled my trousers back up, and had wiped off my drenched genitals a commotion upstairs in the Morgan household signaled to we trespassers that it was time to go! So with a nod to my friend Tommie we made our exit by the same side door that we had entered through and back outside into the dusk darkness of the early evening.

When we got outside Tommie asked me, "How was that pussy?" To which I answered, "That was the best TIGHT piece of pussy that I have ever had in my twenty-two (22) years of life!"

Little did I know that Teresa's was not going to be the last piece of snug, tight, narrow pussy that I was to receive for my efforts. And from that moment forward I went on with the rest of my life.

Many years later I was working in a manufacturing factory and one day I'm Texting with this twenty-eight year old woman who I had just met on the Internet. In the heat of our passion and lust we decide to meet after work at a Downtown Starbucks for a cup of coffee and conversation.

One thing leads to another and I get the lady to come and sit inside of the cab of my Ford F-150 a little up the street from the Downtown Starbucks. Now we're sitting there on a Saturday evening around 4:30 and there are relatively few residents on this downtown street.

We get to chitting and chatting and the next thing you know we are passionately kissing in the front seat of a large pick-up truck with me constantly looking around to make sure that no-one is walking up to my truck to peer inside. The lady quickly peels out my JOHNSON and whips it out into public view! I'm shocked to hell at the brazen aggressiveness of the woman who I've only seen photos of through her E-Mail account and who has also only viewed my distinctive photos on my web page.

Before I know anything from anything, the lady submerges her face down into my crotch with her head down at my Dick to gobble in my swelling, enlarging, mushroom-headed penis! To my shear delight at the wink-of-an-eye she is bobbing up and down feverishly on my purple Dick-head.

When I grab the back of her head to assist her in the rhythm, the pace, the speed and the depth of her bobbing, I instinctively turn my head around on a swivel to make sure that no-one Downtown is witnessing me having the most joyous blow-job surprise of my life. Getting my Dick sucked on a Main Street in the Downtown in the middle of the afternoon.

And let me tell you one thing, this gal was an experienced veteran as she knew exactly how deep and how hard to pound her face, her tongue and her mouth around my cock to get me highly aroused and highly agitated. I was so enraptured by the suction, the swallowing and the gobbling on my Dick that I calmly slumped backwards deeper into my seat. I even spread my hips wider so that she could get her whole head, face and teeth deeper down in-between my pubic hairs with her nose as she sucked, and slurped and gobbled all of my cock into her throat.

Delight of delights prevailed until out of my rear-view mirror I spied a motorcycle-driving Police Officer coming up from behind reviewing the parking meter expiration levers. "DAMN!" I exclaimed.

I, as gently as possible, cupped Maria's face, and head and ears and delicately lifted her mouth up off of my Dick-head and sweetly kissed her lips and told her that we had to leave this space immediately because a Police Officer was approaching checking the parking meters! Licking her lips and wiping her mouth of the pre-cum Maria and I pulled off in my pick-up truck and drove off to my apartment in the surrounding neighborhood community of Uptown.

When we arrived out in front of my residence Maria and I chatted for a few minutes inside the cab of my truck and I told her that I would return her to her automobile later. Noting that her car was still parked in the Downtown corridor, we proceeded into my apartment.

Once inside it wasn't long before we were inside of my bedroom back at the deed which had recently gotten us run out of the Downtown hub when we had been interrupted by law enforcement. It was remarkable to notice that Maria was such a small woman in stature.

She was approximately 5'ft. 3inches tall, of slight and minimal build, weighing around 153 lbs., but she had a pretty face, some beautiful blue eyes and a shapely pair of drum-stick shaped thighs! I was curious to see how good a love-maker that she might be.

Picking up where we had left off in the Downtown corridor I immediately grabbed Maria up and began kissing her passionately and tossing her on my bed while we were both fully clothed. In comparison to Maria, I stand close to 6'ft. tall, I weigh 210 pounds of muscular bulge, my arms are toned and shaped like baseball bats, thin at the wrists and enlarged at the biceps.

I have a protruding and puffed chest with narrow hips and athletic thighs. I was a good size larger than Maria.

As we fell on the bed together Maria sprawled out on the width of the bed laying on her back with her arms stretched out as if she was imitating a windmill. I took this body language to mean that she was eager and ready for me to pull off her jeans and blouse and get her comfortable for some serious fucking.

Accommodating her signals I went as far as snatching off Maria's lacy panties and frilly brassiere as well. Being completely naked, Maria now sprang into action by unbuttoning my dress shirt which I promptly pulled off and she released my Horse Power and tugged my sleeping anaconda out of its slumber!

We were on and popping now! The two of us intimate strangers began familiarizing ourselves with our various sex organs, with me all over her super-sized tits and she sucking and licking and biting my Dick-head, my scrotum and licking my ass-hole.

Maria was a fire-cracker! Though small in stature she more than made up for what she didn't possess in bulk, with a high octane sexual appetite. She started back in again sucking the Hell out of my Dick-head!

Her energy level was so high and so sustaining that all that I could do was HOWL to the ceiling with the joy and satisfaction that my whole cock-stem and nutt sack were receiving an A-#1 sucking and massaging from the smallest, little firecracker that you could imagine!

Not to let Maria have all the fun of foreplay, I slapped Maria firmly and starkly on her small but firm ass-cheeks and she squawked like a puppy screeching for its Momma! Next I lurched out to caress her large set of dangling tittie melons bouncing and swaying on her chest. I was trying to pinch and squeeze her erect, protruding nipples like they were grapes bouncing on a vine.

We were like two lustful animals wrestling and tussling with each other trying to pen one another to the mattress before we could commence the really serious fucking! With the veracious sexual appetite that I have it was obvious that I could not wait any longer to start attempting to plunge my 9'inch cock-stem up the full length of Maria's Dick-teasing pussy.

With that thought in mind I flipped Maria on her back and lifted up her mid-section torso up off the mattress and suspended her hips, thighs, pussy lips and cunt right up in the center bulls-eye of my aroused, hungry battering ram of a cock! My intent was to plow my mushroom-headed dagger straight ahead into the deep, moist, wet, sopping womb of her cunt.

But to my complete and total surprise Maria's wop was not as deep, nor as cavernous as I had imagined. I was utterly shocked to realize that Maria's miniature body possessed a small, tight, hugging and squeezing pussy!

Wow I thought, here goes another TIGHT PUSSY just like when I was a younger man in my twenties! I thought to myself,

"Damn, I'm Going To Tear This Tight Pussy To Pieces!"

My next move was to re-position myself and to bring Maria's short, thickset thighs up around my shoulders with my 9'inch Dick between her inviting pussy. From this position I could control the open-ness and access to her inside cavity while as the same time trying to ram my rocket-launcher as deep inside as her opening would allow!

But try as I may, Maria's snug, little, tight pussy would not submit to my determined thrusts of penetration and I was frustrated by my inability to plunge my cock to the depths! As much as I plowed forward the tighter and more snug her cunt became.

Instantly remembering my experience with Teresa Turner ten years priors, I immediately reached over for the drawer of my night-stand to retrieve my ample supply of "Slip & Slide" lubricant. For a thirty-two (32) year old man it was extremely surprising that I was now only about to "Crush" my second set of vice-grip tight pussy lips!

Being the "pixie" in my bed, my task was to try to get a "9" inch pecker inside of a tight ass "Five-Finger" Mary type hole! To my greatest sigh of relief, as soon as I squirted a glob of "Slip & Slide" all over Maria's locked pussy lips my massive Rocket Howitzer shot up inside her cavern like a Bull bolting out of a Rodeo stall!

In no time my Cannon launcher slid all of the way up inside Maria's twat until it stuck right at the middle-point of her cunt! Now this was some tight sledding.

All that I could do was pull my cock in reverse and then to slam it back forward to get the penetration that I needed to assault her pussy! Reverse and Forward! Reverse and Forward!

As tight as Maria's pussy was it was exhilarating to have my Dick locked into such a snug, tight, squeeze as I struggled to get My Rocks Off! Back and Forth, back and forth!

I started a rhythm of rocking back and forth, back and forth trying to get a speed and pace going to hit my Orgasm! Back and Forth, back and forth!

And it was getting good too! Maria complimented my rhythm by wrapping her short, stumpy thighs around the back of my hips and trying to pull my waist into her womb as tightly as she could.

The mattress coil springs on my bed began to squeak as we rocked in rhythm together! I'm pumping and pumping, trying to get deeper and she's squeezing me with her short stubby arms around my back.

Miraculously, we two were making headway! I could feel my cock-head slowly, stubbornly, inching deeper and deeper down the sink-hole of Maria's pussy.

The more I pushed and shoved and stuffed my cock up her drain the more I could feel my milky ejaculate bubbling up in my toes! I just kept pushing and shoving and stuffing.

And then, as if from divine inspiration, Maria threw her thighs as violently apart, both in opposite directions, like she was a gymnast in the Olympics and for one shining moment the rest of my "4" inches of cock-stump shot up the final distance to her cervix and I was now Totally Inside!

As tight as her pussy was, I had finally gotten all Nine inches up inside her nutt-bucket! And boy, oh boy was it Tight!

Maria & I kissed and hugged and snuggled even the more celebrating my accomplishment of getting my Horse-headed Dick inside of her Night-crawler's tight hole! From there the race was on for me to pull and jerk and snatch my cock in & out until I could release the 3^rd Atomic Bomb on Hiroshima.

The pure joy and ecstasy of squeezing your cock off inside of a Tight Pussy is heavenly when you've only fucked loose and woptious cocks in the past! My pace and rhythm were feverish, in & out, in & out until my perspiring, drenched sheets & bed covers were soaked with all of the spurting, spasming, gunk that started to shoot and explode from my tightly squeezed mushroom-headed stump!

It would be two marriages and two divorces later before I was fortunate enough to encounter a third piece of Tight Pussy! By this point I was 47 years of age and had graduated to Internet Dating to secure my supply of plenteous pussy.

Her name was Pam Ninanichek and she lived 30 miles away from my home out in the country. We had chatted over the computer and decided to meet up at her house in the rural back country.

I wasn't use to driving miles and miles and miles to meet my women but she was really receptive to the possibilities. After going over hill and dale I finally reached her home in a very small town in the mountains.

When I walked up to the door of her place it looked as normal and regular as any other residence in the big city and I forget everything about the long drive when she opened her front door and invited me in.

It wasn't very long at all before I grabbed Pam and pulled my arms around her to kiss her passionately up against her front door. She was another little, short, brunette with a tight body, a pert little ass and two grapefruit-sized tits.

Before I knew anything I was tugging her form-fitting blue jeans off of her hips and down to her ankles. Although she was 45 years of age, my lead up to getting the pussy reminded me of my teen-aged years.

We wasted little time before I had her exposed for the drilling I was about to attempt. Once her jeans and panties were removed as obstructions I bent her forward against her front door with her hands positioned on the door knob and the door screws.

The enjoyable part occurred when I went to insert my "9" inch cock into her warm, awaiting and wet snatch and discovered that though she may have appeared tiny in stature her cunt was perfectly built for my penis. It was a tight squeeze to get myself fully extended up in her snug canal but she had just enough depth to accommodate my full length.

It was so tight a squeeze getting all of my beef up inside of her that I almost had a pre-mature explosion from the tight grip her womb had on my prick.

Though her pussy was not as compact as my other two skin-tight experiences her twat was more gripping! It felt just like someone was milking my cock off right inside her pussy. Just like they was squeezing a cow's udder!

Have Y-O-U ever fucked a pussy where it felt like the pussy had a snug hold on your cock and was pulling and tugging at your shaft everytime that you thrust forward or withdrew out? Pam's pussy was heavenly tight!

My Dick inside felt like every square centimeter of her wop was taken up by every inch of the girth of my mushroom-headed stump. I felt so good inside of her that I thought to myself, "I never want to climax inside this pussy, I want this tight squeeze to last forever!"

Cupping her dangling tits for a diversion while I fucked her prolonged my erotic sensation and I was rocking to a steady groove when I started to feel my boiling hot semen. As this was my first time at her house and our first time copulating at her front door, I did not want to orgasm after just 15 minutes of fucking her that evening.

So instinctively I popped my hot rod out of her cozy, comfy, cushy cock and watched egotistically as my gleaming, wet, striated, pipe bounced and craved to be stuck back up into her vacuum-hose. I slapped Pam on her tight ass and pointed into her bedroom for some additional recreation.

As we shifted from the livingroom to her bedroom we both took the break in the action as an opportunity to strip off the remainder of her clothes and all of mine. We looked like two performers in Greco-Olympic wrestling where the athletics are returned to the center of the mattress to resume their wrestling positions.

After we both were nice and naked I had Pam to slip onto her stomach so that I could attack that pussy from the rear, Doggie-style. Being that she was short and tiny I had to take extra care to line up my larger than normal rocket launcher to make sure that I didn't slip out or miss the target.

She was so petite and minuscule that it felt good being the larger of the two hungry animals preparing to feed on each other! Though I had to take my sweet time to slowly nuzzle my muscular, lumpy pistol up inside of her delicate holster it felt tremendously good to be gentle with her because I was insured of getting all nine of my long inches home free!

By the time that I had crammed my cock as far up into her cavern-hole as Mother Nature would allow, I was ready to cup my hands around her shoulders and pull her miniature physique down on my jammed penis! We locked into a stuffed jamming of her vaginal canal. I hugged and squeezed Pam for all of the good loving and embracing and snuggling that I could get.

As she became more comfortable with my manhood being totally crammed all up inside of her femininity, she began to buck and arch her back and to pooch her ass up off of the mattress to meet my thrusting and slamming motions!

It must have looked like a caterpillar humping its back-side up in the air to a cowboy trying to wrestle a steer to the turf! We were humping in unison! Her up and me down!

When I found my groove, I then stretched out my grasp to clasp onto the separate corners of her mattress, above her head, to give myself even better leverage to pull and to thrust my aching cock deeper up inside of her over-stuffed socket! I felt myself ramming and Pam pushing and backing that thang up into my Dick.

That pussy was getting so good that I could not withhold my eruption much longer. She was snorting and grunting and pushing her pussy back onto my cock and I was slamming and groaning trying to get every last centimeter of 100% Beef stuffed up into her sweaty, musky, womb.

As the clock on the wall was nearing 11O'Clock Pam's house must have sounded like a locomotion engine. I was chugging and she was chortling with every combined collision.

I could sense that she was near an explosion as I stepped up my pace and started stabbing her pussy like I was a long-distance runner trying to push-out my back-straight kick! Pumping and pumping I picked up the acceleration and Pam started to wale out loud like a raccoon in a trap!

By the time I had caught my second-wind Pam had "popped" and had fallen flat on her stomach in de-compression! I just rolled over off of the top of my lastest piece of TIGHT PUSSY smiling like a Cheshire Cat!

Later that morning I woke up early for a final taste of that itty-bitty pussy before I got up to leave when I woke Pam up with a passionate kiss on her tight twat and a few licks of her snoozing clitoris! She instinctively rolled over on her back to embrace my titillations when I sped up my tongue's swipes at her "Love Button"!

Her eyes popped open and I continued licking feverishly attempting to arouse her feminine juices in preparation of one last stabbing of her cock with my hammer! While she was on her back I flayed her thighs up in the air in different directions as I knew that she was ready for one final stabbing before I left!

I naturally slid in-between her opened thighs and she grasped my hungry pecker to bring it back to full life at 5:30A.M. for our parting consummation! As I slid up to her face we passionately kissed and swapped our clammy tongues together in an early morning oral wrestle.

When my erection was medium-erect I grabbed my beef out of her hands and forcefully swabbed my swelling mushroom-head at the lips of her sopping pussy to increase my lubrication. Once the Dick-head was soaked I dabbed my cock-head into Pam's semen-tightened closed-off cunt.

Keeping her flayed thighs high in the air I attempted to use this leverage to induce greater penetration than I had achieved the night before. But with my slimy ejaculate still lining the inner cavity of her womb there wasn't much stretch available for me to operate in.

Gauging her desire for intercourse I interpreted that she was eager for more Dick! Sensing her lustfulness I proceeded to thrust my hips full-steam ahead to re-claim the same length of penetration I had gotten the night before.

Unfortunately the gluey-sensation of the clammy semen inside Pam's womb prevented me from reaching my desired depth. Satisfying myself with the 4 or 5 inches of penetration that I could secure I was so overwrought with excitement and exhilaration that I sprang into a sensation of accelerated pumping, being aroused by a pre-mature ejaculation!

I slumped off of Pam's body and stepped out of her bed to refresh myself in her bathroom. When I came back out of her toilet I noticed that Pam was still crawled up in the fetal position in her bed, and I also noticed that there was small traces of red droplets sprinkled across her bedspread!

Astonished, I asked if she was alright and continued dressing for my departure! After I had washed off and re-dressed, I kissed Pam on her cheek and said that I hoped that I hadn't hurt her!

Later on that day at Work Pam called me and said that she thought that we were not best suited to be lovers because my Dick was too large and as much as she loved me fucking her she thought that we should try to move on and find other partners who were more compatible with our physique!

Frustrated, I reluctantly accepted Pam's declaration and began looking for a new sex partner who could accommodate my "9" inch pecker. I tried all of the various on-line dating services to locate a new partner.

I tried "Size Matters", I tried "Plenty of Fish", I tried "Christian Mingles", I even tried "Plus-Size Ladies w/a Big TUSH"! Nothing I tried seemed to work!

Five years later, after I had turned 52 I finally met an older lady on "Our Turn" and I thought what the heck! Even though she was older than myself, I rationalized that sooner or later I would be getting older myself and I needed to experiment & explore what it was like to fuck ladies 66, 67, 68 years of age.

Her name was Kathleen and she was very youthful looking for her age. She was 5'Foot 9 inches tall, she weighed about 135-140 lbs., she had shoulder-length golden/brown-colored hair, an attractive face with a pair of balloon shaped tits and a nice curvaceous ass!

I thought to myself, "Hey, what do you have to lose?" So we set up our first date at a Panera Bread outlet in the suburbs. I arrived early for our date because I wanted to get the chance to see her walk into the establishment and check out her figure and what possibly might be in store for me should I ever succeed in getting her naked.

She arrived at the shop and sat in a different section than where I was sitting and so I had to go over and wave my hand in greeting her to identify that I was there to make the Date! We got together and everything was perfectly delightful and we parted company and said our good-byes.

For our second date we meet at an area Olive Garden where I bought her dinner and we dressed a bit more upscale than we had at the first date as I wanted to impress her with my stylishness! The second date was more romantic than the first date though I did not attempt any funny stuff for fear that I might blow my shot at the pussy.

Finally, I had worked my way up to the third date where she invited me to come to her home in a little college town where her ex-husband used to teach. Turns out that she was a widow and she still lived in the house where her Professor husband had purchased but had died in recent years and she maintained as a solo.

I dutifully arrived on time, brought a bottle of wine with me as a token of my esteem and we adjourned into her Study to continue our chit-chat and listen to some 1960's & 1970's music. She pulled out some old James Taylor and Carly Simon CD's and I requested some O'Jays & Marvin Gaye!

We chitted & chatted while I slow danced with her in her DEN until it got to be about 11:30p.m. Not taking any initiative I passively sat back and let her call all of the shots!

After turning off the downstairs lights throughout the Ranch-style home, she fed her two large dogs and invited me to come upstairs to her bedroom and help turn down the bedsheets.

Trying to be totally compliant with any and everything that she might request of me I complied and meekly followed her upstairs just as the clock was striking Mid-Night! When we reached the upstairs she offered me toiletries to wash my face and brush my teeth which I accepted and then she proceeded to take a mid-night shower as I lay in her bed waiting for her to exit and come out and join me in her sack.

Though seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours she finally exited her shower stall completely refreshed, daintily dressed in a frilly baby-doll nightie with NO panties beneath and her buoyant breasts bouncing in every direction! All the while I had been practicing my JAMES BOND pose trying to look as much like a Hunk as possible for when she came out!

Her bedroom was elegant and ultra-modern! It had kind of an Execu-Chic style with all of the cutting-edge amenities. Kathleen strolled to the bed and joined me in my Fruit-of-the-Loom T-Shirt and boxer shorts!

As she climbed into the bed my Dick was bouncing like a swimming pool diving board! She dimmed the lights to candle-light dark and I pulled off my T-Shirt and boxers as quickly as I could.

When our bodies merged our lips were instantly locked into a magnetic lock of lips, tongues and mouths! I immediately went for her barely-there Baby-Doll camisole and stripped it off of her generously, well-developed physical frame.

I dove straight off for her sagging tits and began to mercilessly suck and tug at her enlarging and swelling nipples. She stroked my chest hairs and requested that I lay on my back so that she could suck my stiff as steel erect cock-head!

The night was off to a beautiful start and I thought to myself that nothing could be better than being in a woman's bed, the first night of a home visit, under the candle-light, preparing to get my Dick sucked deliriously! As she applied some of the best cock-sucking skills that I had enjoyed in several years, my aroused and erotic thoughts lie primarily on indulging in the refined pleasure of fucking her passionately in her king-sized bed on her satiny bedsheets!

Diverting from the satisfaction of having her swallow down the contents of my semen-filled nutt-sac and causing me to have to wait ions of time for my re-erection, I preferably flipped Kathleen on her backside, amongst all of the soft, cushiony pillows on her bed and prepared to ram, stuff, jab my perfectly erect "9" inch up her cock!

I was ecstatic with the thought that finally, after 52 years, I had found the woman who was perfect for my retirement years, perfect to become my steady regular concubine and perfect as my "Go-To" piece of pussy! Positioning Kathleen in the dead-center, of the softest portion of the mattress, splaying her thighs as wide as possible for easy access, I prepared to consume this plate of sweet pussy that I had been cultivating for weeks!

And just as I was prepared to plunge my huge meat-bone into the depths of her scrumptious pussy the bottom fell out of my luscious fantasies when I realized that I could not get my near foot-long baseball bat extended up the length of her womb! It was clogged!!!

For some inexplicable reason, my "9" inch battering ram was stuck at the entranceway to heaven! "Damn, I muttered!"

How is it possible that this gorgeous, single, senior-aged creature of God had such a TIGHT PUSSY??? I thought, gee I must have hit it from the wrong angle!

Immediately I recoiled my anaconda and re-positioned myself at a different angle to attempt to get into her Garden of Eden from a distinct launching point. Flipping Kathleen on her stomach I attempted to entry her cavern from the Doggie-style position!

And again No Luck! "Shit, I exclaimed!"

Sympathetically, I coaxed Kathleen to get off of her soft, board mattress platform and join me in my attempt to line her up along the side of her bed, so that I could bury her face, head and shoulders into the mattress and try to plow my cock-head through and into the tightest passage-way of her pussy! Stuffed Again!

By now I must have spent 30-45 minutes trying to get my bruised Dick-head immersed inside of this ancient, tight pussy that I had been salivating over all summer! One last thought occurred to me.

I decided that if an outside, angular penetration was not possible for me maybe the olde "Woman on Top" position might do the trick for us! To wit, I returned Kathleen to her delightful, frilly, bed cradle to continue my attempts to enter into her Queendom!

This time my strategy was to let her body weight guide the shaft of my lunar rocket into her excited landing bay. All was well as she mounted my frame and prepared to sit down on my mushroom-headed stump so that I could puncture her aged blockage!

The only result of this torture was that after multiple attempts to crash the perforated lips of her "older" pussy, I almost broke off my Dick-shaft from the nearly 200 lbs. of weight Kathleen was unloading on my un-grounded penis! Frustrated to no ends, I resolved that I would just try to please my Host, exhaust her lustfulness and escape with my penis unbroken.

From that point on for the rest of the evening, I disheartenly continued to provide Kathleen with my best rendition of my oral capabilities, continued to suck, nibble and slurp on her sagging breasts and tried to give my best efforts at finger-fucking her to orgasm! The next morning I respectfully showered, gatherer my clothes and excused myself from the generous breakfast that she had prepared for us.

When I got home I was sick from the realization that I had missed out on this perfect opportunity to finish off my lonely days and nights because of her older TIGHT PUSSY! I promised myself that there must be some way that the perfect fantasy that I had in my mind for Kathleen could be realized in my lifetime.

That weekend I had a plan! I jumped into my automobile and filled up the tank for a long drive.

I headed South and through some difficult wooded terrain and countryside. By nightfall I had arrived at my destination!

I walked up to the door and I knocked! On cue the Front Door opened and there stood my little, short, pixie PAM.

"I want a second chance to try to be gentler, more sensitive, and an a more empathetic lover!" I said. We've had several successes at penetrating your tight pussy in the past and I believe that we both could become great partners with a little bit of K-Y JELLY and a tad bit more patience on my part!

With that diplomatic agreement reached Pam opened her door wide and I proceeded to come in and to strip off all of her clothes and press her up against the inside of her front door and generously apply the large bottle of K-Y JELLY to my Dick-head that I had purchased on my drive out into the countryside. As I lifted Pam up off of her feet, and lifted her thighs & legs around my waist, I slowly let her slide back down onto my "9" inches of Tree-Trunk and my Dick settled into her womb perfectly!

Finally, some TIGHT PUSSY that I could learn to love!