The rasping roughness of his tongue as it slid along the velvety wetness of her cunt lips sent enormous tremors through the eighteen year-old girl. She had little experience of either, receiving or, giving oral sex. In her world of mainly inexperienced boys, it was hardly on the agenda as they were generally too keen to get their rocks off to worry overly about the girl's pleasure. In any case in the usually rushed episodes in the back of cars or downstairs with parents in bed there was hardly the time let alone the opportunity for languid pussy licking or sensual cock sucking. In the world of the forty-five year-old man lying between the young woman's opened legs, however, it very much was on the agenda for that's how older men are.
Mark is divorced and lives alone. Sara, his nineteen-year-old daughter nominally lives with his ex-wife Eleanor, but as she travels a lot with her job Sara spends considerable time at Mark's house, often accompanied by her best friend Sammi. Sara is away from home at a university week-end. Mark has just fucked Sammi.
He had held her tightly comforting and loving her as the traumas of her orgasm sent convulsions through her and created such strong emotions in her mind. Her whole being tingled and felt tender to the touch as tears of pleasure and relief, with a tinge of guilt poured down her cheeks. She wasn't usually held and consoled after being fucked. More typically, the boy would have rolled away from her, pulled the condom off and would be pulling his underpants and jeans up by now.
Mark stroked and caressed her little, B cup tits that had the pertness of youth the feeling of which he had all but forgotten. He was stroking her shoulder-length, blonde hair as he had said.
"Oh Sammi that was marvellous, you were marvellous."
"Was it Mark? Was I really?" she gushed so pleased to be told that by this much older man.
"Yes baby, yes it and you were incredible" he whispered turning her face and kissing her full on the lips. "Why are you crying?"
"I'm sorry I am just so happy."
"So am I Sammi."
Mark had known Sammi since she and Sara joined the same secondary school. He had seen her grow up and become such a beautiful, blue eyed, blonde haired, thirty four b, twenty four, thirty four inch young woman. Neither had felt anything sexual about the other until very recently. Neither could put their finger on just when it had started; just when both had started picking up vibes from the other and fantasising about them when they masturbated or just when they had imagined it was the other they were having sex with when it was a completely different person.
With Sammi, that was an older boy in his mid-twenties. He and his mate had been having sex with her and Sara in his car or on Mark's settee or the floor in his lounge for a couple of months. It was just two weeks ago when he fucked her on the sofa as the other guy had Sara on the floor. Afterwards Sara had said. "Did you say Mark when you were cumming?"
Mark had no real sex partner. Since the divorce, he hadn't dated much, but instead used a massage parlour where the girls did whatever the client wanted, at a price. It was a big-breasted, blonde-haired Latvian masseuse that one evening as he fucked her from behind bent over the massage table he had imagined was Sammi. That hit him hard.
These experiences made both of them realise that they were sexually attracted to the other, that they wanted to be more than a friend's dad and a daughter's best friend and yes, that they wanted to fuck each other.
The build up from that realisation had been slow. But then that's how it needed to be. Although there was a tremendous attraction factor for both of them, they were sensible people and they realised the enormous risks involved. Risks with both making a move on the other, getting it wrong and being rejected and with getting it right, having sex and then coping with the aftermath. Both had come so near several times to making a pass at the other, but discretion and fear had made them hold back.
In the end though, the demands of their hearts and bodies had outweighed the cautions of their minds and they had kissed and held each other on the sofa where the boy had recently shagged Sammi. Her top had come undone and he had revelled in loving her unfettered breasts. Her ridiculously, but purposefully short skirt had ridden up her shapely, tanned legs until he could see her panties. As they kissed he had slid his hand up the skirt, caressed her and then fingered her to her first orgasm. She had thrilled him when she had said.
"Now you had better take me upstairs, undress me and then fuck me hadn't you?"
He had done just that and for both of them the fuck was fantastic.
* "Oh my god" Sammi moaned holding Mark's head in both hands as he licked the length of her pussy. He did it slowly with just the right amount of pressure making sure that the tip of his tongue fully anointed both lips and licked just inside them on that especially sensitive area. He sucked and kissed her covering every inch of the outside of her pussy before pushing the straightened tip of his tongue inside and probing upwards licking the insides as he started to tongue fuck her. At the same time, he was stroking and caressing her tummy and thighs and rubbing her bottom and chest.
Sammi had never experienced anything like this. The combination of Mark's experience and knowledge with his patient approach, clear appreciation of her needs and his skill with his tongue was totally new to her. Her body was alive with sensations. She was tingling everywhere. Her breasts felt so full and seemed hotwired to her clit that felt to her as though it was pulsating. She could hardly get her breath, her pulses were racing and her heart was pounding as, feeling rather juvenile, but at the same time so female, she soared towards yet another orgasm, her fourth of the evening.
Clinging onto Mark's head, moaning, groaning and sighing, her knees drawn up and her legs parted she pushed her pussy back against his tantalising mouth.
"Oh Mark, oh my god, oh yes, yes, yes" she muttered as those beautiful feelings swept over her.
"Yes baby, cum for me, cum for Mark" he muttered between taking mouthfuls of this gorgeous young thing's cunt into his mouth.
They lay in each other's arms, half snoozing and half just enjoying the wonderful sensation of this unexpected, but so welcome sex. Mark held her, he comforted and consoled her yet at the same time aroused her and himself even more.
"I never thought this would happen, did you?" Sammi asked resting her head on Mark's fairly hairy chest and cuddling up to him.
"No I didn't, but I have been hoping it would."
Sammi laughed and stroked his chest. "You dirty old man."
"You got it in one" he smiled running his hand down the girl's slim back, His fingers found the crease of her bottom and slid in there a little way. She didn't move away so he left them there.
It was nearly an hour since they had finished their first penetrative sex and Mark had cum. Sammi was used to the boys she went with wanting 'the second half' quite quickly and generally they were not gallant enough to entertain her needs, as Mark had done, without theirs. She ran her hand down his body and was surprised when she found that his cock wasn't hard.
Realising that she might be concerned, but enjoying her touch on his penis he said. "Don't worry Sammi, it might take a little longer and it may need some help, but it will be there soon."
"Sorry Mark" she said, feeling rotten that she may have embarrassed him, but a little disappointed at his lack of erection.
"That's how it is with us older guys, but we get there."
That made her smile. Stroking his dick she felt some life in it and said huskily. "Let me help?"
