Good morning, Mr Smith. (Closed for wickedpen)

[Shutterupfoto111]

“Yes, Katie, I had all those thoughts. I think the first time I realized it was the family trip to the beach. Tommy brought you along and I was glad. You walked around in the sand in your bikini and I suppose I knew then that I wanted you. When Tommy and his mother went to go get us all some lunch, you laid down on the chair next to mine and undid your top. When you asked me to rub lotion on your back it was almost more then I could stand. You made those little noises as my hands moved over your skin. I was so turned on and I’m sure it was obvious to you through my swimsuit. Then they came back with the food and we all went on like nothing had happened.” I stop and look at the gleam in your eye as you remember that beach day. I can tell it excites you to think about it. “There were a lot more times, Katie. Times that I would swear you wanted me and that I knew I wanted you. But I couldn’t act on them because I knew that it could be nothing but trouble for us in the long run.”

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

“Yes, Katie, I had all those thoughts. I think the first time I realized it was the family trip to the beach. Tommy brought you along and I was glad. You walked around in the sand in your bikini and I suppose I knew then that I wanted you. When Tommy and his mother went to go get us all some lunch, you laid down on the chair next to mine and undid your top. When you asked me to rub lotion on your back it was almost more then I could stand. You made those little noises as my hands moved over your skin. I was so turned on and I’m sure it was obvious to you through my swimsuit. Then they came back with the food and we all went on like nothing had happened.” I stop and look at the gleam in your eye as you remember that beach day. I can tell it excites you to think about it. “There were a lot more times, Katie. Times that I would swear you wanted me and that I knew I wanted you. But I couldn’t act on them because I knew that it could be nothing but trouble for us in the long run.”

 

[wickedpen]

Smiling as I remember how he rubbed the oil down the sides of my back, his fingertips so close to breasts under me. His fingers traced my bikini bottom, what there was of it, across my lower back.

"I remember." I say looking for a bottle of oil, but not seeing one.

"Do you think it will be weird when you meet my dad?" I ask trying to knock him a little off guard. I feel so vulnerable and nervous, while he is so confident and cool.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

I’m completely terrified by this whole situation but trying to act cool. I know you can ruin everything in my life now with a single word about this to my wife or son. I have no clue if I can trust you with what I’d now my biggest secret. “What are you looking for?” I ask. I look into your eyes again, searching for reassurance that everything is going to be ok, but all I see is that mischief again. I’m afraid and as turned on as I’ve ever been in my life.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

When you mention meeting your dad I almost lose it. I can’t even imagine what he would think about this. I know if you were my daughter I would kill me for doing what we’ve done. No, this has to remain just between us. Anything else means disaster

 

[wickedpen]

"Baby oil" I say answering his question. "You were so good with your hands that day on the beach perhaps there are other places you could massage?" I say with a leading tone that I can see had it's desired effect on him.

"Mr Smith, did I tell you I would do anything?" I say looking at him seriously. "I don't know when either of us will have an opportunity like this again. And I want to take full advantage." I say looking down at his throbbing pulsating cock, like something out of a porn video.

Slowly her eyes raise to his and she says, "what is the hottest sex you ever had or think about as being the hottest? What makes you really crazy hot?" she asked as though genuinely interested in him.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

Watching you as you sit there speaking, asking questions but not really hearing all the words. I hear you ask for oil and I reach into my wife’s drawer and grab a bottle. Then I hear you ask what’s the wildest fantasy or hottest sex I’ve ever thought about. And at that moment I can only think about one thing. “I want your ass, Katie.”

 

[wickedpen]

I can't help but smile as he quickly digs oil from the cabinet.

"My ass?" I ask in a prim and proper tone. "I don't know if that's gonna be possible." as my eyes roll over your throbbing shaft. "You will split me in two." I say taking a handful of oil from you and begin working your cock again with my hands.

"Have you done that before?" I ask nervously but getting hotter with each stroke. "Could she walk?" I joke and then release you and walk out massaging the oil into my breasts and abs as I walk out into the hallway.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

I watch you walk away deliberately shaking that gorgeous young ass even more than before. I get up and follow you to see where you are going. It is almost impossible to walk with my cock as hard as it is. I can’t believe the effect you have on me. You are like one giant blue pill. I can’t get enough. “Katie, where are you going?” I holler after you.

 

[wickedpen]

I turn in the hall and have to smile as you are a man led by a cock.

"I am trynig to decide where the hottest place to have sex is in your house? Tommy's room or maybe your wife's bed?" I ask with a wicked smile. "I am sorry, I am a bad girl. Maybe I need to be punished." I say as I stand my tip toes and let you see my legs and ass tight as I spin.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

Now I can’t think of anything but spanking that gorgeous ass. I follow you down the hall dripping precum and wondering where you will end up. Please not Tommy’s bed. That will just be way too fucked up. “Wait, Katie,” I say to your back.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

The realization isn’t lost on me that I’m now an out of control maniac running down the hall with my hardness bouncing in front of me. How did this happen so insanely quickly? One minute I’m working out like any other day and the next thing I know all I can think about is your ass. We really are all just animals who want to fuck. This realization just fuels my need to have more if you and now I don’t really care about the possible repercussions.

 

[wickedpen]

Breaking into a run was ill advised as the oil from my hands and feet made the hardwood impossible. It was like ice as i laid, naked seeing the animal in Mr Smith as she had posed for him. Naked and unable to get up as the more I struggled the more oil got under me. I was laughing after a moment.

"No escape now." I say as you are just before where the oil starts stalking with your spear at the ready. I managed to get myself to the navy runner going back towards the kitchen. I found my footing and was away while the dangerous oily floor separated us. With one foot pushing off and one foot balanced he gracefully crossed the ten feet I had bruised my ass in a few times.

I backed into the kitchen expecting him to spring on me at any moment.

"Please Mr Smith, can we talk about this?" I said nervously then looked back and asked, "or is this what you have wanted all along?" realizing my situation was both horrifying and arousing unsure of what was to cum.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

I finally catch you in the kitchen. You are leaning against the counter. I step up to you still out of breath and trying to regain control. “Yes Katie, this is definitely what I have wanted.” I kiss you again then turn you around and bend you over the counter. I put my hand in the middle of your back and hold you down as you struggle. Your oily body slides around in the counter. I pour the rest of the oil down the crack of your ass and on the swollen head of my dick. Our feet slip a little on the tile floor, making this even more dangerous. I press the head of my cock against tight young asshole. Just the anticipation of it has me dripping.

 

[wickedpen]

Foregoing resistance in favor of acceptance, I fought my natural urges and managed to relax as Mr Smith was not to be denied. My womanly ways were turned up too much to contain him. She wanted to replay the morning in her head, but there was no denying the assault being perpetrated on my slender tan body. laid across the counter. The white marble off set my gorgeous dark skin as the oil made things difficult but he was not giving up. He was so close to something he had thought, dreamed, fantasized, masturbated imagining, and now, here he was. He would have hung from hooks in his flesh to feel the sensations he was experiencing. Such a willing god send in front of him, was I.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

I slowly push myself deeper and deeper into your tight oiled asshole. I reach around below you and rub your hard clit as I do. I can hear your little moans as I open you with my long thick cock. Pushing you into the counter until my full length is inside you. “Oh fuck, Katie, you feel so good,” I say as I start moving in and out of your ass. I can feel your wetness pour out into my fingers as I rub you. I slide slowly in and out at first, my thrusts long and easy. I have never felt anything like this and I want it to last. I want to feel your ass cum hard on my cock.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

It’s all like a crazy dream. There is no way this can really be happening. I look down at your amazing ass, your dark smooth skin against the counter, your hair flowing. This kind of thing never happens to me. I know it can destroy my life but that isn’t even important anymore. There is only you. I’m still moving in and out of you. Faster now, pounding your asshole hard again and again. My balls slam against your pussy splashing your wetness everywhere. I lean down bite your neck and back almost drawing blood. Marking my territory. Claiming you. Fuck, my son doesn’t deserve you. You’re mine.

 

[wickedpen]

Reaching back to beg relief I sigh "too big. too much." in a slightly broken voice. My legs buckle under my weight as I grab the counter.

I look at him, his eyes red with lust and his body hard and waiting.

I laugh, "you're a fucking animal. I can barely walk." I say as I know one thing, I need to relieve the pressure in that cock.

I pull myself up onto the marble island and lay on my back with my head near the edge. I look at him and then slide back so my head is hanging off the counter. I raise my hand and motion for you to come to me.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

I stand there looking down at your beautiful face and open mouth. I think again to myself that I will eventually pay for all this pleasure. And I know the price tag will be high. I wish I could control my lust for you. Then I see that expectant look in your eyes. Your hands reaching out for me. I give in once again to my animal nature, too weak to resist. I step forward and press my hard cock against your lips, letting you taste all of our flavors.

 

[wickedpen]

Gently sucking until he leans into me again. I hold his hands as he spreads my arms and begins steadily driving into and then back against the drag of my suction. I feel his hands tighten and hear his low groan as I manage his full size as his balls lay on my face, then back, breath.

I want my hand so I can pleasure myself as he watches but he is holding my hands in his meaty strong paws.

His pace quickens as in silence and I can only accept him and imagine what he is thinking.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

I watch my cock slide in and out of that lovely face. It’s like spray painting on the Mona Lisa. The pure vandalism of it adds to the arousal. I won’t last long I can feel the explosion building. I lean down and put my head between your open thighs and kiss your pussy.

 

[wickedpen]

I slowly manage to pull your hands together and then place them on my neck. I can feel my neck bulge as you carelessly use me. I leave your hands and reach down and rub myself in hope for some relief.

Gagging as you lean over and try to sixty nine me and our perfect union is broken by your desire for all the toys at once.

I roll off the island counter and rub my throat as you look confused, on the edge of ecstasy and yet, standing again with your manhood unsatisfied.

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

I stand there once again at full salute watching you. I never know which way you are going to turn. I have taken a terrible chance putting my family life in your hands. You have me totally under your spell and you hold all my secrets. Physically I may dominate you, even own you, but you hold all the power. I wait to see what you will do next.

 

[wickedpen]

I was playing coy to drag it out, but I wanted to get back into it with Mr Smith as much as his cock did.

"I really like the water, do you have a tub?" I ask wandering around the room looking at things at random. Feeling his lust filled eyes on my naked body, having been assaulted by him, yet not completed it mission.

"Do you like the ocean? I love to swim out and fuck as the waves raise and lower you. So gentle and natural." I say softly.

Direct is the mature manner I had found and this instant called for some direct talk.

"Do you think you could wait until the beach or will your blue balls require draining sooner?" I ask feeling dirty and almost obnoxious, yet hot as hell. He had fucked my ass, I can ask if his blue balls hurt, no?

 

[Shutterupfoto111]

I am dying to cum but I love the water and fucking her in the ocean sounds pretty damn hot. I know a very private spot of beach not far from the house. I grab my swimsuit and a robe for you and we get in the car and drive the few blocks with my hard cock still throbbing. As soon as I stop the car I watch you jump out and run to the water leaving the robe lying in the sand.