Corrupting the Innocent (closed)

I could hardly believe my eyes when Beatrice started touching herself. What kind of boutique was this place?! Someone could walk in at any moment, right? She really seemed to be enjoying Jacob's cock, bobbing her head up and down again and again in time with her hand. I saw her swirling her tongue around the head every time she came up again, only to take him all the way into her throat on the downslide. I was just starting to think I wouldn't have to do anything after all when she pulled off of Jacob and leaned back on the floor to touch herself more completely. I'd only orgasmed a few times myself from my shy fingers, but Beatrice was clearly an expert at pleasuring herself. I was torn between her face of contorted pleasure and Jacob's huge, pulsing cock!

Show me what you've learned, he said, drawing my attention where he wanted it. I audibly gulped and shuffled over to where Madame Beatrice had been kneeling before him moments ago. At least I didn't have to get him hard this time. Hesitantly, I lowered my lips to his cockhead. I was repulsed by the droplets of precum that kept leaking out every few seconds, but they didn't taste as bad as I thought they would. Jeremey had come in my mouth before and I'd nearly thrown up, so I was glad at least that although Jacob was repulsive in other ways, his cock taste was bearable. I swirled my tongue around the head like Madame Beatrice had. I refused to look at Jacob and instead kept my concentration solely on the task at hand, getting him to cum.

I wish I could say I took no pleasure in it, but as the moments passed and I sucked gently on the head and swirled my tongue around, there was a tingling sensation building between my legs. I ignored the feeling and lowered my mouth further, taking more of him. I couldn't go as far as Madame Beatrice had by any means, but I kept my mouth wide open so there were no teeth this time. I grasped his cock around the base, slowly jerking him in time with my head bobs up and down the top of his imposing cock.
 
Candace wasn't exactly eager about it, but neither did she disobey. She shifted into position at my feet and wrapped her hands against my glistening, hard flesh. She needed both hands to grip the slippery girth, but she aimed it towards her face and parted her lips.

I tensed slightly for a moment, but this time she did it right. My sensitive cockhead slipped into her mouth with room to spare. I grunted pleasantly as her tongue began to swirl about my swollen flesh.

She hesitated whenever the tip neared the back of her soft palate. No doubt she recognized that taking me into her throat as Beatrice had would restrict her ability to breathe. She was right to be cautious.

But having endured Beatrice's attention for some time and now the gorgeous Candace, I was not capable of waiting for the inexperienced teen to work up the nerve on her own. "Deeper," I grunted. "Deeper." Lest she mistake my meaning, I grasped her head firmly and pushed her to go lower.

"Breathe through your nose, child," Beatrice offered. The attractive proprietress leaned forward, a hungry look on her face. Her right hand was still up her skirt, apparently finding this tableau equally stimulating.
 
My throat made a sound of protest when Jacob grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down, insisting I go deeper. I panicked but thankfully he drew me back briefly before pushing me down again, forcing his cock down the opening of my throat. Every time my throat made a lewd gagging sound that both him and Beatrice seemed to enjoy. I couldn't believe I was making such porn-like noises! Some saliva dribbled out of my mouth as I gasped for breath on one of my journeys back up to the top of his cock.

Jacob was guiding me with his hand on the back of my head. I actually preferred it this way; him keeping rhythm meant he would come sooner, surely, than whatever halfhearted, irregular blowjob I could give. I tried my best to breathe through my nose as Beatrice advised, which stopped some of the drool, but nothing stopped the obscene gagging sound each time he slid his fat cockhead into my throat.
 
Candace mewled as I insisted on going deeper, but she didn't resist much. With my hand pressing her head down, I felt the swollen knob of my cock slide towards the curve down into her throat. For several seconds there was increased pressure as she hesitated, but then the fat helm slid forward.

Her eyes went wide as she adjusted to the new sensation. Her nostrils flared visibly as she breathed. While not yet choking her, even this limited intrusion was clearly putting a little pressure on her breathing. Given the visible bulge in her slender throat, it was easy to see why.

Fortunately I didn't need to stress her for long. Beatrice had gotten me pretty aroused with her deeper efforts and Candace had gotten me the rest of the way. I let the gorgeous teen bob atop my throbbing erection a little longer before the tingling in my balls because irresistible.

"Hold . . . here," I grunted as the pressure built. I kept my hand on the back of her head to make sure she did not try to pull off me when I came. Consequently, when I finally groaned and let loose a thick blast of cum, it shot right down her gullet without obstruction.

More followed as I continued to moan with delight. Each thick jet of warm seed slid right down her throat into her tummy. It took multiple pulses before I finally groaned in satisfaction. I leaned back in the chair, letting Candace pull back off my softening cock.
 
I clapped my hands to his thighs and pushed as he shoved his cock deeper still into my throat, Jacob effectively plugging me up with his huge, girthy cock. He held me down on one of my downward slides and I sputtered around him and hit his thighs with my fists, but he held firm. I did my best to breathe through my nose but still couldn't help but make lewd, pornographic sounds as he held me down. I felt his cum hit the back of my throat and slide down into my stomach. He had a lot more cum than Jeremy ever had. I choked helplessly around his dick as he held me by the back of my head, my nose pressing into his protruding gut. My pussy was getting damp against the fabric of the panties I'd tried on. I was so ashamed by my own arousal. What was wrong with me? I was literally being choked by a middle-aged man's cock and I was getting turned on?! I was disgusted with myself. I refused to look up at Jacob as he unloaded his heavy stream of cum down my throat.
 

Beatrice had to bite her lip to keep from screaming with delight as her own orgasms hit in rapid succession. Seeing the teen beauty's throat bulge around that enormous cock had pushed the older woman past the brink. The man seemed to cum forever '. God, she wished it was her nearly choking on that monstrosity. But watching it was nearly as much fun.

With effort, Beatrice managed to compose herself before either of them had quite recovered. She did her best to hide the traces of self-stimulation as she stood up. "I will have another of those selected for her," she intoned. "Perhaps anothe color?"

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I turned to Madame Beatrice. I could see her struggling to keep her eyes on my face rather than than the thick, saliva-drenched cock dangling. Yeah, she wanted me. I could probably fuck her if I wanted. But I didn't want to confuse the situation more for Candace. Maybes another time. For now, I'd stay focused on my pet project.

"Yes, she did look rather good in that ensemble," I replied with a nod. "Let's add two more."

I rose from my chair and began to stow my cock away. "Send me the bill when you ring it all up. And deliver it here," I continued, giving Candace's address. "But keep the delivery discrete. No reference to whom it's from." I didn't need Candace's parents finding out she was getting expensive lingerie as gifts.

The teen in question looked up at me, but appeared a bit dazed. Her hands clutched at her stomach, now well filled with my thick jism. "Take your time," I advised. "I'll be in touch about our next excursion. Best do some stretches to keep limber in the meantime."

I finished and headed for the door. If I lingered, I knew I'd wind up fucking one of them. Or both. My libido still wasn't done yet. But I should wait till next time with Candace. Our first time should have a little ceremony to it.
 
I gasped for breath when Jacob finally released me. My throat felt sticky, coated in all his thick, white semen. I swallowed multiple times, trying to get the taste out of my mouth, but there was no helping it.

I glared at Jacob when he told me to do some stretches to keep limber. I hadn't asked for his advice. It wasn't like I was some plaything he could mold as he saw fit...except I kind of was... ugh!! This was so gross and irritating and I couldn't believe I'd gotten wet from sucking the cock of such a vile little man.

Disgusted with myself, I stood slowly. Jacob was already leaving. Madam Beatrice let me clean up in the bathroom before I left. I was relieved that our outing was over and I could go home.

***

The rest of the week went by without any surprise texts from Jacob. I lived in constant anxiety though. Every time my phone buzzed I feared it was Jacob. The anxiety was so bad I thought about coming clean to my parents a few times, but every time the thought of my dad losing his job and me losing my scholarships prevented me from saying anything.

I was relieved when Saturday night finally rolled around and it was time for my date with Jeremy. I knew sex with Jacob was inevitable, so I wanted to make love to my boyfriend first. I was sure it would come as a shock to him, as he knew I was fairly reserved. I'd never even gotten fully naked with him before. I'd given him a few blowjobs and he'd felt my breasts and fingered me, but I've never taken off my skirts and let him see. Today would be different. I wanted to show him everything.

I wore my own underwear, Jacob's purchases hadn't arrived yet, not that I'd wear one of those for Jeremy anyway! I wore my comfortable pink bra and simple cotton panties with the hearts pattern. I put on a flowy floral dress that stopped at my knees in the front and hung longer in the back. I curled my hair for my date and put on a little bit of makeup. I also put on the bracelet Jeremy had given me for our last anniversary.

I smiled at myself in the mirror then headed downstairs to meet Jeremy at his car when he texted me. I opened the passenger side door with a smile and leaned in to kiss him eagerly. We were supposed to go see a movie, but I had other plans.
"Why don't we go park somewhere and see a later show?" I suggested. I kissed him again, placed a hand on his thigh.
 
Jeremy blinked at his girlfriend's words. Such behavior was unusual for her. Candace might curves to make a porn star jealous, but certainly not the same attitude towards physical intimacy. Aside from that one time on his birthday, he'd always been the one to have to ask -- almost beg, really -- for anything beneath the clothes.

While few would accuse him of being particularly bright, his libido promptly told his curiosity to sit down and shut up. If Candace was in the mood, he should not question why. "RI-right," he replied. "Sure, Candace. Whatever you want."

He drove to one of their usual spots. The overlook of the lake was fairly quiet and it did offer a nice view when the sky was clear enough to let the stars shine through. Just getting there proved a challenge, though. Candace kept her hand on his hand crotch the entire trip. Again, highly unusual.

After they parked, Jeremy decided to take a chance. Usually Candace liked to make out till his cock felt like a lead pipe. Then if Candace felt like reciprocating, she'd jack him off into some tissues or even suck him off if she was really feeling generous. But hard as Jeremy was from the busty beauty's car ride massage of his clothed cock, perhaps she'd be willing to bypass the foreplay?

Jeremy thus unzipped his jeans and fished out his stout little pole. "Gosh, you've got me so hard, babe. Could you give me a hand?"
 
Candace had her hand on his thigh, gradually inching further in as he drove them to their usual spot by the lake. Though surprised by his girlfriend's unusual behavior, Jeremy decided not to question it and instead tried to take advantage of it by skipping the steps to seduction Candace very much still wanted to have.

"No, Jeremy, wait," Candace said. She shook her head at him. "Listen, you know I how I like to take things slow..."

Jeremy had that exasperated look on his face again, so she pressed on before he could interrupt, "You've been very patient and I -- I think I'm ready."

She hesitated. Her hand was so close to his exposed cock but not quite touching. Is this really how she wanted to lose her virginity? At the threat of losing it to someone else first?

Yes, she convinced herself, as she looked into her boyfriend's familiar eyes. It shouldn't matter they were in his car and she was nervous - all that mattered was that she gave herself to Jeremy and not Jacob. She couldn't have him be the memory of her first time! She wouldn't let him ruin this moment for her.

Candace finally wrapped her hand around the base of Jeremy's hardening cock, stroking him softly. She leaned forward, kissed his cheek, breathed into his ear, "I want to have sex."
 
"I want to have sex."

Jeremy blinked. Had he heard her correctly? Candace had been clear early on in their relationship that she was a virgin and that Jeremy was the first she'd ever let do more than kiss her. But she'd also put a swift halt to his horny hopes of increasing physical intimacy. Any effort to slip his hands beneath her blouse to more directly caress her incredible breasts has earned his hands a quick slap. Likewise for any contact more than a few inches above the knee. Candace was going to let him touch a little, but not too much.

Eventually she'd yielded as to his own needs. After quite a few weeks of whinging about his aching cock, she'd finally been persuaded to unzip his jeans to perform her furst hand job. It has taken weeks more of pleading and cajoling to get her to try putting her mouth on it as well. But that had been her line in the sand ever since. Candace had shown zero inclination to let him touch -- let alone view -- any more of her remarkable curves.

As such, Jeremy's first instinct was to doubt his own hearing. But he'd been looking Candace right in the face. Her mouth had made those words. She had said it.

The why made no sense. It wasn't his birthday or hers. He hadn't said or done anything recently that seemed likely to have changed her mind on the subject. He could not imagine what had swung her opinion so far and so quickly.

Fortunately the horny teen had just enough presence of mind not to question her statement openly. For all he knew, Candace might yet change her mind back to her prior reluctant stance. Best not to dissuade her change in direction.

"Oh-oh-okay," he stammered, trying not to sound flustered. "S-sounds good."

He thought rapidly. Would she sit on his lap? Straddle him? Should he try to get atop her.? Their current confines of the car were somewhat cramped, but there probably a few different ways to arrange their limbs . . . .

No, focus on first things first. Although he had his dick out, Candace was still clothed. Best fix that before worrying about how Tab A fit into Slot B.

"Then I guess we should probably get these off . . . ," he suggested, sliding his hands up her thighs beneath her skirt. He tensed slightly in case she slapped him, but soon felt the smooth fabric of her panties at his fingertips. Still watching her reaction closely, he hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled them down her thighs.
 
It was clear Jeremy was dumbfounded. She'd always swatted his wandering hands away in the past, and only gave him blowjobs once in a while. She just wasn't that much of a sexual person. Candace was glad he didn't ask why she'd changed her mind. Finally, he spoke.

"Oh-oh-okay. S-sounds good."

Candace smiled at him reassuringly, even though she felt nervous herself. Jeremy started touching her, sliding his hands up her skirt to touch her bare thighs. Candance gasped lightly and rubbed her finger over the head of his cock lovingly as he pressed his fingers against her clothed panties. He rubbed his fingers along her panties, but he was too gentle and wasn't hitting her in exactly the right spot. Then he pulled them down her hips. It was a bit awkward getting them off from his angle with him in the driver's seat, but they managed.

Once her simple panties rested at the floor of the car Candace opened the door and said, "Let's move to the back."

She stepped outside and entered the backseat. Once Jeremy joined her she began kissing him enthusiastically, hands squeezing his shoulders. She got on top of him, straddling his waist and felt his bare cock press against her center. She gasped at the contact. Candance didn't push down just yet though. Instead she took off her shirt, revealing her large breasts, begging to be released from her lacy bra. Breathing deeply, she reached behind herself and unhooked it, letting her bountiful breasts free. They burst out, gently bouncing into place. Each the size of a large melon. She blushed as she looked at Jeremy, waiting for his reaction.
 
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Jeremy found himself rather tongue-tied as his girlfriend straddled him in the backseat. This was so unlike her. Candace had always been so reluctant in the past.

Yet even her underwear was aggressive. He'd felt her up the few times she'd let him and always encountered plain white cotton. But tonight she wore matching red silk bra and panties. Expensive looking, too.

And then in seemingly no time, she was completely naked. "Ohhhhh," he groaned as she rubbed her crotch against his throbbing erection. Her pussy was so close that he had to grit his teeth not to lose it entirely.

"You're . . . so . . .," he stammered. "Can . . . I . . . ?"

When Candace gave him a positive sign, his hips jerked towards hers. Unfortunately, his stiff cock wasn't lined up right, so he jabbed her crotch a few inches high. A sense of panic set in as he tried to correct, but his aim got no better with his rising anxiety. Sweat began to bead on his forehead as he tried to aim his cock properly without success.
 
Jeremy's low groan when her breasts were revealed went straight to her core. Candace smiled at him, hoping he would play with her tits for a while, but now that she was in his lap, with her bare pussy resting against his erect cock, he was eager to enter her warm, wet sheath. He jerked his hips up into hers, grinding himself against her.

"You're . . . so . . .," he stammered. "Can . . . I . . . ?"

Candace nodded and sighed with pleasure. "Yes."

It was a bit awkward as they fumbled in the backseat together, trying to align their bodies. Maybe she needed to be wetter, because he just kept jamming against her opening, but wasn't getting inside.

"Ouch! Hang on," Candace insisted. "It hurts when you just try to jam it in like that." Much to his shock, his prim and proper girlfriend reached her hand up to her mouth and spit, then she quickly reached down and stroked the head of his cock with her spit. "Now try."

Candace spread her legs wider over him, but when it became evident he was still struggling, she lowered her hand between them and aligned his cock with her opening herself. Then she pressed down as he jerked his hips up and he slid inside a few painful inches. She winced and let out a soft, pained cry and gripped his shoulders tight. She really could have used more foreplay; his cock stretched her virgin hole painfully. Candace's body was tense as she gripped her boyfriend tightly, holding him against her, her breasts acting as a cushion of sorts for his face. Candace breathed deep, getting used to the feeling of her boyfriend's cock spreading her open.
 
With Candace guiding the way, Jeremy's cock finally found the right angle. He tensed up as he felt the tip press against her entrance. Was it supposed to feel this tight? He pushed forward with more effort.

Candace's fingers dug into his shoulders and she whined sharply. Jeremy froze in place as she took several rapid breaths. "Did that hurt?" He inquired. Of course, wasn't the first time supposed to hurt? He seemed to remember hearing that a girl's first time was always a bit painful. Maybe this was part of the process.

Candace clutched him close, her huge breasts filling his vision. Jeremy had nothing but sound and touch to guide him. Jeremy waited for what felt like forever, his erection partially inside her.

When he could bear the delay no longer, he lifted his hips again. Candace tensed again as he slid further into her. But he did not have much further to go. A moment later, he felt her crotch bump against his. He was fully inside her!

After that, instinct just kicked in. His hips moved back and forth, pulling in and out of her. He tried to do a long stroke, but after a few repetitions, he felt his cockhead come dangerously close to slipping out of her. He shifted to something shorter to avoid this hazard.

His face flushed and he began to grunt as his hips picked up speed. His balls ached as his arousal level increased. Barely thirty seconds had passed and already he could feel his climax around the corner.
 
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"Just a little," Candace replied when Jeremy asked if he'd hurt her. She moved her hips hesitantly. He wasn't that big, but Candace's body was tense, so it felt tight. She had to relax, try to enjoy this, but in the back of her mind she couldn't get over the fact she was doing this under duress. If not for Jacob's presence in her life, she wouldn't be doing this, at least not so soon.

Jeremy's movement drew her out of her thoughts as he raised his hips, finally slipping the last couple inches inside of her. Candace gasped at the sensation. She leaned back slightly so she could see him past her enormous breasts. Looking at him helped push Jacob from her mind as well. She focused on Jeremy's familiar eyes as he started moving his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy. He almost slipped out of her a few times, but then seemed to find his rhythm.

"Mm," A soft, gentle moan escaped her pretty pink lips as she finally lost her virginity to her high school sweetheart. It wasn't exactly the most glamorous of conditions, but she was glad it was with him. With each new thrust, it started to feel pleasurable, not the Earth-shattering pleasure she'd imagined, but nice enough.
 
"Unnh! Unnnnh!" Jeremy's groans flowed in rapid succession as his short strokes increased in fervor. His girlfriend's pussy felt absolutely amazing and his eagerness was plainly evident.

"Hunnnnnnh!" he grunted sharply as his climax hit. His slender cock bucked within Candace for a few seconds as it fired a handful of fervent blasts of cum into her. Then the boy sagged against his girlfriend, his chest heaving with the intense burst of activity.

For half a minute he rested his cheek against Candace's immense left breast and gasped for air. His softening cock slipped free, dripping the last bits of his mild load onto her inner thigh. "Wow," he managed eventually between breaths. "That was intense!"

Groaning slightly, Jeremy pushed himself off his girlfriend and looked for her face. "So, ahhh . . . was it . . . good for you?" he inquired. He tried to remember if Candace had climaxed as well. In the heat of the moment, he'd been too overwhelmed to notice.
 
Jeremy kept fucking her faster and faster, his shallow thrusts increasing in ferocity, but not in depth. He came quickly, releasing his seed within her

He fell against her large breasts, breathing heavily. She felt wetness against her inner thigh as he slipped out of her. "That was intense…" he said.

When he asked if it was good for her, Candace replied almost automatically. "Yes, of course! I love you." She leaned forward and kissed him deeply.

The truth was it was just mediocre for her… She'd been more aroused sucking Jacob's cock if she was honest with herself, but this was better! Because she loved Jeremy and he loved her and this was how it was supposed to be! Next time he'd surely last longer. And now that the anxiety and pressure of losing her virginity was gone, surely next time would be better.

If all that was true why did she feel like crying…?
 
"Good, good," Jeremy declared with obvious relief. With his erection now sagging, he clambered off his girlfriend and sat down next to her.
With a series of clumsy maneuvers, he managed to haul his pants and underwear back up his waist.

"So . . . , " he began. "What else would you like to do?"

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By my reckoning, I'd given Candace enough time away. Even if I hadn't, my cock was hungering for her again. Time to feed the beast.

Madame Beatrice had really come through on the outfits based on Candace's measurements. I'd had the first collection -- a little black dress with matching lingerie -- delivered to Candace's house. I made sure to use a simple brown box lest her father get curious as to why his daughter was receiving such items.

I tapped away on my phone, texting her the address for my house. "Tomorrow afternoon at 4 PM. Wear the clothes in the package that will be waiting for you."
 
Candace did her best to conceal her emotions from Jeremy. It wasn't his fault her first time had been tarnished by thoughts of another man.

"Wanna go see that new action flick?" She asked. She wanted to feel normal with him again. She thought sex was supposed to bring you closer but she felt miles away from him.

When she got the text from Jacob her heart sank. He sure had impeccable timing.

She replied with one word. "Okay."

She didn't want him to think she was in any way looking forward to seeing him because she absolutely wasn't.

***

When Candace got home there was a package waiting for her on the counter. Candace took it to her room to open it. It was a classic little black dress and a lacy black bra and thong. She gave in to temptation and tried it on. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked so grown up in this dress. It was low cut but not slutty. Was Jacob planning on taking her somewhere? Or was the outfit just so he could take it off and get to the little black lingerie underneath? Why did it matter what she was wearing if he was just going to have sex with her regardless. It was all just a show for him. She was like a doll ready to be toyed with whenever he felt like it.

***

School dragged on more than usual the next day. When the bell rang at the final period, Candace almost sighed in relief. She was sure the anticipation was worse than the real thing. She hoped.

She drove her car to an old dirt road and changed into the little black dress with some difficulty. She couldn't change at school or home. Too many questions she couldn't answer. She never dressed like this.

Candace changed into slight heels instead of her sneakers then set off again with Jacob’s address in her GPS.

When she got to his neighborhood, she was 20 minutes too early so she parked by the side of the road. She took out her phone and texted Jeremy.

"I love you," she sent.

God this was so fucked up.

Candace took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. It's not like this was anything new. She'd just had sex with Jeremy. No big deal. She could handle this… maybe that would be true if Jacob’s cock was of normal size, but Candace had see the beast and it was huge. “Damn it!” she cursed. She punched the steering wheel, accidentally honking the horn. A woman walking her dog looked at her with suspicion. Candace waved in apology and quickly drove off.

She was too anxious to drive in circles so she parked in his driveway 15 minutes early. She was a bundle of anger and nerves. She took a deep breath as she rang the doorbell. Time to get this over with.
 
I stopped the blender mid-pulse. Had I heard something over the whir? Yes, the doorbell. I checked my watch. Ten minutes early. I'd expected her to show up late. Interesting.

I went to the front door and found Candace waiting for me. She'd worn the dress I'd selected. It hugged her curvaceous form well, highlighting her hips and bust but without looking too small. Well, all save the length; the lower hem fell rather high on her thighs, so I was mildly amused to catch her attempting to tug it lower as I opened the door.

I'd chosen black to match her. A black silk shirt open at the neck and black pants. Even my belt and shoes were black as well.

"My, my, sugar pie," I purred in greeting. "You must be very eager to see me again given how early you are. Well, you know what they say about the early bird catching the worm." I let my eyes drop downward just to make clear what sort of worm I was talking about.

"Looks like we'll need to go shoe shopping, though," I noted as I looked at her footwear. "You need higher heels than that."

I beckoned her inside and closed the door after me. I found I rather enjoyed the click of her steps behind me as I led her through the house and to the back yard. The late afternoon sun had the water of the pool sparkling. I circled around to the mini-bar and returned to the blender. I gave the mixture a few more pulses before tipping the frozen margaritas out into some chilled glasses.

"Here," I said, offering Candace one. "I figured you might need a little libation to loosen up. Of course, if you'd prefer to start now . . . , " I trailed off, letting her fill in the rest.
 
The beautiful, buxom, blonde’s heart beat faster while she waited for Jacob to come to the door. When she heard footsteps and the creak of floorboards her heart beat faster still. She gripped her clutch purse tightly. It didn’t contain much, just her phone, some gum, and money. Candace tapped her foot against a stray blade of grass on his front steps as she waited to be let in.

At last, the door opened. Jacob stood in all black to match her cocktail dress. Instinctively, she tugged at the bottom of her dress while Jacob admired her appearance. His eyes combed up and down her curvaceous form: her wide hips, small waist, and giant breasts all held together in one perfect hourglass shape inside her neat little dress.

Jacob commented on her being early and made some gross comparing his dick to a worm. Candace couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Why did he always have to say such gross things? She hadn’t minded the sugar pie greeting though...

“Don’t flatter yourself. I’m only here because I have to be,” Candace explained. She brushed past him and entered his house.

Candace followed the much older man through the spacious rooms of his house out to the back patio, where he had drinks in the blender by the pool. Candace took the margarita from him with some hesitation. Being a goody two shoes, Candace hadn’t had much alcohol in her life except secretly at a party or two.

"I figured you might need a little libation to loosen up. Of course, if you'd prefer to start now . . . , "

“I’d love a drink,” Candace rushed out. “Thank you,” she added hastily.

There was a short silence. Candace wasn’t going to be the one to break it with actual conversation. She took a long sip of her margarita and mmmed in appreciation.

“Strong,” she said, coughing just a little. The tequila burned her throat. She looked at the big pool in his backyard, the decently sized house, the freshly cut grass, the patio, anywhere but at Jacob. She took another sip of her margarita.
 
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Jacob didn't cease his ogling as they stood and sipped their drinks. He kept a bit of small talk about the house and yard, but Candace stayed relatively quiet. That was fine. He hadn't selected her because of her scintillating conversation.

When she'd finished her drink, he took her glass. "One should be plenty, sweet cheeks. I don't want you so sloshed that you can't stand up."

Simon gestured with any open hand to their surroundings. "I've decided I'd like to do it here," he declared. "Never done it outside. At least, not in daylight. And I think it's a rather nice outside, too."

The nearby yard was rather nice in his opinion. The grass was freshly mown and the fence was lined with bright green shrubs dotted with small flowers. He also had a few crepe myrtle trees whose pink petals added a bright splash of color.

" Don't worry," he continued, anticipating a possible objection. "The fence is nine feet tall and everyone has big backyards. No one will hear or see anything."

"Let's start with getting you out of those clothes." Jacob reached over the bar and picked up a bottle. He slapped it down for Candace to see the label: baby oil. "And put a nice coat of that on as well sugar pie."

His instructions given, Jacob poured himself a fresh margarita. He then took a seat in one the deck chairs partially shaded by large umbrella. Leaning back into the plush cushions and lifting his feet up, he settled in to watch the show.
 
Candace listened to Jacob's smalltalk somewhat, but most of her mental energy was dedicated to the anticipation of wondering what would come next. His gaze was a heavy weight. She felt his eyes running up and down her form, taking her in. Candace tried to ignore the tingling between her legs from the weight of his heady gaze.

Candace drank her margarita fast. It tasted really good - evidently drinks could taste good if prepared properly and not hastily mixed with some Gatorade.

Not a moment after she'd taken the last sip of her margarita did Jacob snatched it out of her hands. "One should be plenty, sweet cheeks. I don't want you so sloshed that you can't stand up."

Candace rolled her eyes but didn't protest. She already felt a little unsteady on her feet.

Simon gestured with an open hand to their surroundings, his beautiful and spacious backyard. She especially liked the trees with the vibrant pink flowers. "I've decided I'd like to do it here. Never done it outside. At least, not in daylight. And I think it's rather nice outside, too."

Candace balked at him for a moment, but her shock faded when he reasoned out how no one would be able to see them. Candace nodded. "All right then," she agreed. She sighed moodily.

Jacob told her to get out of her clothes and lather herself in baby oil. Candace took a sharp intake of breath at the request. She supposed she should have expected he'd want her to put on a show.

Her heart beat rapidly in her chest as she grasped the hem of her dress and began to lift it. This was finally happening then? He was really going to fuck her?

Candace lifted the little black dress over her head slowly. She assumed he'd want it that way. The black fabric strained against her hips and tits as it passed over. She bent over to place it delicately on one of the lawn chairs, unintentionally treating Jacob to a view of her firm, round ass as she did so. A tiny strip of black lacy fabric between her cheeks was all that separated Candace's sex from being exposed. She stood back up and bent her arms behind her back to unclasp her bra.

She dared to glance at Jacob, biting her lips nervously as she did so. With a deep breath she lowered her lacy bra. Her luscious breasts spilled forward, nipples springing immediately upward as if presenting themselves to him. Each large globe was nearly as big as her face. Candace blushed as she bent forward once again to grab the baby oil.

Jacob looked like he was Hugh fucking Hefner lounging at a pool somewhere ogling his playgirls. His gaze devoured her. Candace felt so exposed in the warmth of the afternoon sun.

...Yet somehow Candace couldn't help but feel aroused under his heavy gaze. She avoided his eyes as she squirted the baby oil into her hand, the slightest of movements causing her breasts to sway enticingly.

Candace took a deep breath and tossed her head back to send her hair behind her back, then she started rubbing the baby oil into her shoulders. The motion pressed her breasts together enticingly. After applying the baby oil to her shoulders and arms, her hands traveled down from her large breasts to her flat stomach and then to her thick, athletic thighs to wipe the excess oil off.

She took some more of the baby oil and applied it to her breasts. Fuck, her nipples were already so hard, but she avoided rubbing them directly and cupped her luscious breasts instead. She started rubbing the oil in gently, slowly, and almost moaned from the touch of her own hand on her sensitive breasts. She chanced another look at Jacob. Candace just had to see his reaction...What was wrong with her?!
 
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Jacob lay back in the lounge chair and watched Candace. It'd been awhile since he'd had someone so young strip for him. And then she'd been on a stage several feet away. This one was less than half that distance. And there was no brawny bouncer to intervene.

But even that stripper hadn't tits like Candace. So full and round. The best he'd ever seen, really. And those nipples. Even soft, they were thick as one of his thumbs. They practically begged to be suckled.

Candace moved gingerly, still showing signs of hesitation. But she never stopped, either. For all her avowed reluctance to be here, she wasn't resisting his commands.

As soon as she applied the baby oil, he knew he'd been right to choose that option. In the late afternoon sun, her skin took on a delicious gloss. Every inch of her exposed flesh gleamed like a new penny. The gentle hints of the muscles in her taut belly became that much more pronounced with the contrast.

The blood pooled in his groin as she spread the oil across her thighs. He could feel his balls swell slightly in anticipation. Truth be told, he probably could get off just watching her. Just pull out his cock and stroke it while Candace swayed in front of him.

But he didn't want to blow his load using his own hand. Not this first one. He'd been saving up for days. No, this one was going right in that slender belly of hers. And the one after that. Candace was going to leave here with a womb full of his seed.

The blonde snuck a quick glance at him. He smirked as he saw her gaze linger on his crotch. Jacob wasn't hard yet, but there clearly was something thick and heavy inside his pants.

""Hey, sugar pie," he called up at her. "You been dreaming about this since last time?" Jacob chuckled knowingly. "I bet you have. You just loved it in your mouth. Can't wait for another go."

He beckoned down to his lounge chair. "Well, I won't make you wait. Come here and fish it out so you can have your fun with it."
 
Candace did not appreciate the cocky smirk he was giving her, and his taunts were even more aggravating, if not a little sexy. Candace glared at him with distaste. The truth was yeah, she had thought about it, but it's not like she was looking back upon it as a fond memory! She was more... trying NOT to think about it, but thoughts of his huge cock did keep invading her mind, even more so after she'd had sex with Jeremy, which was the exact opposite of what she'd wanted to happen!

"You're right. I don't want to be kept waiting because I'd like to get this over with as quickly as possible," Candace said. Her eyes held great distaste for him, but her nipples were hard round buds.

She sat down on the lounge chair, her naked, shapely ass bumping up against his knee. Without looking at him, Candace leaned forward and pulled his shorts down so his cock was revealed.

She had to stop herself from gasping. It had only been a week, but she'd already forgotten just how big he was. His flaccid dick was practically as thick and long as Jeremy's erect! Jeremy's had even hurt a little at first. Candance felt nervous about what to come.

Unlike the first time when she was faced with Jackob's cock, Candace didn't just stare at it, expecting it to get hard. This time, she wrapped her hands around the base and gently started rubbing. She leaned down her beautiful blond head and took the head of his cock into her mouth. Perhaps if she did a good enough job satisfying him orally, he wouldn’t need to cum in her pussy at all.

Candace sucked his cock obediently and silently, trying to remember the way the boutique owner had done it so skillfully. For the moment, it was easier than the time in the boutique because Jacob wasn’t hard yet. Candace knew he would be soon enough. She worked her hands up and down the base of his cock, squeezing lightly, as her mouth worked the top.
 
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