Jenny & Steve Reach A Crescendo

For Jenny young Steve was a present from heaven and how it all started was when she went in to change the sheets of room 23. She had converted her small hotel to bed and breakfast only because it seemed the more profitable thing to do.

It was twelve noon and with board ending at ten she fully expected there would be nobody in the room. But there was in the form of Steve snuggled under the duvet. Well okay he was the eldest son of her good friend Angela, he'd just celebrated his twentieth and Jenny readily agreed to put him up for the weekend after he had enjoyed his merriment.

She gave out a burst of laughter seeing his embarrassment when , looking at his watch, he realised he should be well and gone.

"I should be at work, Jen!" he yelled

She looked at him coyly, she would give him a start by ripping the duvet off him.

But it was no shock when she realised he was stark naked, in fact it was her pleasure.

He looked terribly abashed - how could she, without any warning, he closed his hands, clutching his fingers together to shield his embarrassment as she looked down at him, spotting a magazine called 'Upskirts' on his bedside locker.

"Mmm, looks interesting," she smiled showing no shock. "This your turn -on, Steve?!

He was wordless, hiding his face behind a pillow, but, peeking from behind he could see Jen sat down on the edge of the bed, looking good in her tight grey skirt and top, good for a 40 year old and Steve, taking a long gulp, was obviously quite aware of that.

He remained silent, looking awkward still. "Don't be embarrassed," said she showing some empathy. "You poor thing, tell you what," she said holding the magazine in her upturned hand " - you can look up mine to your heart's content, would you like that?"

But Steve was lost for words, maybe he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Looking down she noticed change, he was aroused so she was happy, happy that he obviously fancied her. She stood up beside the bed, lifting her skirts to reveal her black laced stockings. He was very flushed by then and she climbed up onto the bed and arranged herself, thighs apart and positioned herself by nudging her knees down and lifting the hem of her knee length skirt until she was beautifully astride his head, then she let go the hem and enjoyed the moment, sensing the sexuality of what, as a woman, she had done so many times before.

"Or perhaps you should be getting up for work?" She teased wiggling her hips a bit to lure him with her scent.

He murmured he would much rather stay with her and that she was lovely and ..."

"Just enjoy, Steve" she whispered bending a little to reach him with her the finger tips of her right hand, now she was almost touching his face underneath and he pushed his hands beneath her skirt to lift it higher above her hips and made those very gratifying indeed moans of wanting as Jenny went for the whole thing and gently smothered him, her cherry red thongs and all, mingling her wetness with his parted lips as she moved her self in a circling direction, thrilling to the touch of his moth beginning to wallow her femininity, feeling his tongue starting to work around and around, she closed her eyes, held her head back to concentrate on this very delicious moment - Steve immersed and thinking: so this was the taste of woman, so good and so sweet, with a little more bending and in so doing, giving Steve much more of herself too, she gasped how this young lad seemed to know all the ways a woman enjoyed, or was it just instinct, whatever it was good and was not complaining as she managed to push her head down enough to pull up his full erection into her mouth, to taste and be tasted was something she had not done since Ron, her ex - but he wasn't so 'new' as Steve, like Steve was a virgin and untouched -and now she was eager to test that probable virginity , she wanted to swallow him all up, but she also wanted him inside her, she tightened her fingers around the base of his erection until he gasped -she simply swayed but, still immersed, his face pressed snugly against her , it was a while before she was able to guide him into her as she slipped her body down to him, squeezing him for full readiness and, slipping her now very wet thong aside. enjoyed his warmth slide into her so full and so good, this young guy had everything and she had been without for so long, it was beautiful to feel a guy again and she made the very best of the occasion, giving him her full concentration as they started to fuck in perfect harmony, she taking his thrusts deep and full, and enjoying every precious moment.

"I love it, being beneath you, you make me feel so complete and wanted, Jenny" he gasped, intermittently between each penetrating thrust..

Afterwards, after the fuck, they snuggled a lot, he watched her tease her nipples as she licked his torso, her eyes closed and her moans long and expressive to the point she could not resist now going down on him, tasting him once more, so good and so vibrant as his firmness came strong again to the touch of her deep sucking. He took the nudge from her to slip beneath her again as they found that wonderful sixty nine position and they both enjoyed a wonderfully long session of tasting each others freshly fucked pleasures of love. He rolled his long tongue around her, enjoying her flavour, licking and sniffing her fragrance and by the same token she sucked the head of his cock, enjoying the touch with her tongue rolling around, delicately teasing his p-hole with the very tip of her tongue. Later, mouths dry, they went down to the kitchen for some refreshment -they must have suckled each other for a good hour before they entered into a deep fucking again, more rough this time, she wanted to have him doing doggie with her, over the kitchen table was favourite, but she whispered she'd need a cushion, and when she found one and placed it between her and the table, the accentuation of her beautifully formed buttocks tempted him to go down quickly, to snuggle his nose between her cheeks again, he just so loved the taste and scent of her , creating an even harder and aching erection to give her all the love and fucking she needed, as much as he needed of her, and she loved the feel of his balls slapping her hind as he fucked her good, deep and strong, the condiments on the table top rolling and falling to the floor, the kitchen clock falling off the wall as if to create the perfect crescendo for that so wonderful morning.