Kelsey floated by herself in the pool, her head clouded with the events that seemed to last for hours and yet were probably only a few minutes. His fingers on her ankle, crawling up her leg, to her thigh… she closed her eyes and squeezed her legs shut, feeling her pussy throb with tension and desire. His hand was so close to her, just a few more seconds, and it would have been between her legs, stroking her, making her feel… wanted… desired.
She paddled her way back to the edge of the pool breathing heavily. Once she pulled herself out, she dried her smooth, pale legs free from the water and wrapped the towel around her waist. Alice opened the sliding glass door that led to the kitchen and called out to her. “Kelsey! I’m so glad you’re enjoying the pool. Jack said you found your way in.” The older woman stepped outside, followed by Mr. Miller. He stood behind her with a small, smirking grin on his face as Alice placed her hands on Kelsey’s shoulders with a wide, happy expression.
“Oh my god, you’re so cute. Bill is such a lucky kid,” Alice said, and pulled Kelsey into a hug.
“Damn right,” Mr. Miller added as he passed the two by. And to Kelsey’s shock, even with Alice’s arms wrapped around her, she felt Mr. Miller’s hand touch and then grip her asscheek for just a brief second before he was past. Alice didn’t seem to notice at all as she pulled herself away and looked back towards the house. “C’mon. I hope it’s okay, but I’d love to show you how to make one of Bill’s favorite meals.”
“Sure Alice,” Kelsey found herself saying. Alice took her hand and led her back through the sliding glass door. The entire time, Mr. Miller’s eyes didn’t leave Kelsey and it was as if she felt a wave of heated passionate desire emanating from his dark, narrow eyes.
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Kelsey went upstairs and changed into a pair of shorts and a white t-shirt with spaghetti straps then came back downstairs. Alice and Kelsey stayed busy in the kitchen for an hour or so as Alice showed the younger woman how to make a rather fancy stuffed pepper. Soon enough, the food was in the oven and Alice leaned back from the counter and stretched. “Okay, 50 minutes in the oven. You mind keeping an eye on it? I’m going to go take a shower.”
“Sure Alice,” Kelsey responded. Alice was so nice to her, and it seemed like she was definitely trying to make her feel like a part of the family. “Thanks, you’re a dear,” the older woman said and cupped the side of Alice’s face with her soft palm. “So sweet.” She gave Kelsey’s cheek a soft pat, and then disappeared up the stairs.
Kelsey knelt down to look inside the oven. The peppers were baking nicely and she could already smell the pleasant aroma begin to fill the kitchen.
“Where’s Alice,” a deep voice came from behind her. Kelsey started and stood up, turning around, and a mere foot from her, Mr. Miller stood there looking down. Her cheeks flamed as she realized that in her position the older man had a perfect view of her ass sticking out. And by the way Mr. Miller was looking at her now, she felt that was definitely what he had been doing.
“Um… upstairs,” Kelsey hesitantly responded. “Taking a shower…” Her voice trailed off as Mr. Miller stepped closer to her. She took a step back and found her lower back pressed into the counter. She was trapped against it as he placed one hand on the marble counter beside her and his other hand on her shoulder, thumb curling up at her neck.
“Is that so… then we have a few minutes to get to know each other better now,” Mr. Miller said. His voice was deep and low, and she could smell the chlorine from the pool on his skin mixed with a pleasing cologne. He was still wearing his swim trunks and he had pulled his shirt back on, but through the plain white material, his dark chest hair was easily identifiable.
“Mr. Miller, I… I don’t know…”
“Don’t know what, my dear?” he murmured as he cupped her cheek in his hand – not unliked how Alice did – and ran his thumb down across her lips. She gasped delicately as his other hand moved from the counter to her hip and he pulled her against him. Her gasp got louder as she realized she could feel something hard press against her stomach. He towered over her by more than a foot, and she realized it could only be one thing. His cock. Her boyfriend’s fathers dick was rock solid and hot pressed into her stomach. “Don’t you want to get to know me better?”
“Y-yes, o-of course I d-do,” she stammered and he smiled at that and she closed her eyes as his hand slid up her hip to the side of her torso, under her white shirt, and then she moaned lightly when it cupped her tit. “Oh God,” she whispered as his fingers danced around her instantly hardened nipple.
“My son doesn’t deserve a girlfriend as pretty as you,” Mr. Miller breathed out as he fondled her young tit. “I’ll bet he doesn’t even notice you, does he?” She opened her mouth to speak and his thumb slipped between her lips. Without even thinking, she begin to suck lightly on it before gasping and pulling her head back.
“Mr. Miller, I… I…” she began to say, and then his lips were on hers. She felt his rock hard cock push even harder into her stomach as his tongue pushed her lips apart and invaded her mouth. She and Bill had kissed before. Not like this though. Bill was gentle, kind, almost timid. Mr. Miller was anything but. His lips demanded she respond, his tongue forced it’s way past her defenses, and she couldn’t help but groan into his mouth as he began to massage her tit roughly under her shirt. Finally after what felt like an hour but was probably more like thirty seconds, he broke their liplock and placed his forehead against hers. Her pussy, already throbbing from earlier, was now actively leaking juice down her inner thighs.
“I saw you touching yourself earlier,” he whispered and she felt her cheeks burn bright red. Of course he did. “In my pool. Like a dirty… little… slut.”
The words flashed red in her mind and she almost came as the filthy slur hit her like a train. She found herself nodding. “Ye-yes… I’m sorry…”
“No you’re not,” he replied. “You like being a nasty whore… don’t you?”
She nodded shamefully.
“That’s what I thought,” he said with a wicked smile. Then he lifted her shirt up and she let him, unable to stop him, unable to even say anything else as his eyes travelled and devoured the sight of her young, firm tits. They were round and symmetrical, with dusky pink nipples that jutted forth like diamonds with desire. He leaned down and darted his tongue out, circling one of her nipples and she gasped again as her cunt spasmed with pleasure.
He suckled her tits, one after the other, rolling her nipples around his tongue, then licked his way up her chest to her collarbone then up to her neck. She couldn’t keep from gasping for deep breaths, the heady sensation of being used like a toy almost overwhelming.
“Get on your knees,” she heard him say. To her shock and surprise, she found herself immediately sinking down to her knees on the hard tile floor. She looked up at him and Mr. Miller stroked her red hair with one broad hand. “That’s a good girl,” he said and a wave of contented pleasure of being called ‘good girl’ by him washed through her. “Now, pull out my cock.”
“Yes sir,” she said softly and reached up to his trunks, placed her thumbs under the band, and pulled down. The older man’s cock, already framed by the material, bounced out and slapped her on the cheek. She gasped yet again as she saw how long and thick he was. Is Bill’s cock like this? She had never seen it, never even touched it. She kept telling him it was too soon. And yet, in less than a few hours time, she was on her knees and found her hands sliding up his muscular thighs to his fat shaft crowned by a thick mushroom head.
“Kiss it,” he ordered her. She swallowed, looked past him, then back at the gleaming fuckstick staring her in the face. She closed her eyes and pursed her lips, pressing them against the very tip of his cockhead. It’s so warm, she thought, and it feels so good… she opened her mouth ever so slightly to dart her tongue out.
Mr. Miller’s hand on the back of her head pushed her forward, and her mouth was filled with his fuckmeat. She mewled in surprise but didn’t pull away, didn’t even want to, and as she tasted a real mans dick for the first time, thought to herself – this is right. This is what I wanted, all along.
“That’s right, get a good taste,” Mr. Miller said quietly as he held her still and let her tongue swirl around his cockhead and shaft. He didn’t try to push it into her throat at all, but she felt like he was a coiled viper, a spring ready to release and she didn’t want to do anything to set that off. So she kept gingerly suckling and licking, tasting every inch of his fat head and turgid shaft. “You’re a natural cockslut,” he said and yet another spasm of pleasure at the humiliation sent her pussy throbbing. Why was she getting off on this? What was wrong with her? Maybe deep down… she really was just a slut…
Mr. Miller kept her on her knees for more than five minutes, letting her get used to his thick member in her mouth, and soon he began to breathe heavily. She felt his hand tighten in her hair and she was pulled off of his cock just as it began to shake and then her face was covered in warm, thick cream. Hot cum spurted out across her cheeks and eyes and lips and she let it come, reveling in the sensation of being painted. Mr. Miller tapped her lips with his softening cock and she opened up – and he let the last few drops land directly on her tongue.
“Wash your face,” he said as he pulled his trunks up. “You look like a skank.” Red faced, humiliated, ashamed, and so incredibly horny, she stood up and turned towards the sink. He leaned into her from behind, grabbing her ass with one hand and she groaned as his other hand slid between her legs to roughly encase her pounding pussy. “I’ll see you later tonight, slut,” he whispered in her ear, and then he was gone.
By the time Alice came back down from her shower, Kelsey had completely washed her face and was sitting at the kitchen table, staring into space.
“Are you okay dear?” Alice said with concern. Kelsey looked up and smiled. “Yes Alice, thank you. I’m just… so happy to be here this weekend.”
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((To be continued))
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So hot!