Ridin' the Storm Out

I finally settled on a playlist that was 5 to 6 hours long. It contained a plethora of rock songs from the 70's on up. Little did I know when I made the selection that it would become the soundtrack for an E-Ticket erotic ride, the likes of which I had never before experienced. These were songs that Becca and I had grown up with; many of them had special meaning to one or both of us. As the music began to play, I could hear the roar of a blow dryer from the bathroom.

"Finally", I though to myself, Becca was out of the tub and that much closer to my arms. I poured a fresh drink and turned the rocking chair to face the bathroom door. I then sat down to patiently await Aphrodite's arrival. I saw myself in the mirror on the wall, sitting, rocking as I sipped more of Kentucky's finest bourbon. After eight or ten songs had played, the light in the bathroom again went out between the door and the floor.

Unlike the first time when the light went off, this time when that room went dark; the door opened. A soft rock classic; "I'd love you to want me"; by Lobo was playing as Becca stepped slowly from the darkness into the doorway. The breathtaking image of her standing nervously in the glow of the firelight is forever etched in my mind. My heart fluttered and my groin began to pulse deeply with excitement and goose bumps began to appear on the back of my neck.

It was for the first time in a long time, that I was absolutely speechless.

"Say something" whispered Becca, her voice cracking nervously as she waited shyly biting her lower lip, anxious for any sign of my approval.

My eyes scanned her sexy frame. Becca's hair was soft and full and light on the air, her make-up was flawless and her outfit was worthy of magazine cover. All I could do was smile, hold out my hand and motion for her to come closer, wagging my fingers.

In front of me stood the sexiest woman I had ever laid eyes on. She was wearing a pink satin cup-less corset that laced up the back with a hook and eye front closure and boning along the front and backsides. The soft sexy Victorian style, corset had four wide suspender straps that stretched tightly against her shapely thighs in front and down over her firm round buttocks in the rear. Becca's straps anchored a tight pair of the finest pure silk stockings that money could buy.

A pair of shimmering silver sandal-toe, ankle strap heels adorned her sexy feet. Becca had put her panties on last, over top of her garter straps (something only mature lovers do). She wore a shiny pink silk thong that barely covered her smooth shaven mound in front and that disappeared between her ass cheeks in the back. To add a little mystique, Becca completed her sexy ensemble with a pink silk chiffon sleep-shirt that tied between her breasts and at the sleeves.

Becca's lips were painted a vibrant pearlescent pink and tasted sweet like strawberries. Her exposed skin glistened with a hint of vanilla. Long dangly pink metallic earrings hung from her ear lobes and accented the pink cameo choker she wore around her neck. Becca's first full step into the light made my heart sink and instantly put a bulge in my boxers. I was hypnotized by the way her body moved as she strutted towards me from across the room.

With the stride and seductive sway of a runway model; Becca made her way slowly over to me, her stiletto heels clicked in rhythm with the swinging of her sexy hips. Her breasts lifted and settled, bouncing softly with every step she took. She stopped in front of the fireplace and slowly turned completely around. The long thin tail of her very sheer, very revealing sleep-shirt flared slightly off her silky smooth hips as she twirled; the outlines of her dark hard nipples were clearly visible.

She looked absolutely beautiful; like she had just stepped off the cover of men's magazine". My cock twitched with excitement as she leaned forward and placed a small plastic bottle of clear liquid on the tiny table next to me. Her full heavy breasts pushed firmly against the front of her sleep-shirt. It was a bottle of silicone lubricant, which surprised me just a little; as Becca has never needed any additional lubricant. Perhaps she had a much deeper yearning tonight.

"Baby, you look fantastic!" I told her.

She flashed me a seductive smile; put her soft warm hands atop my shoulders, lifted her right leg and settled elegantly straddling my lap. Becca's warm sexy ass cheeks pressed gently against the tops of my thighs. Her stocking clad legs were spread and draped over mine. Her feet were an inch or two off the floor and swayed softly up and back as she lifted her bare ass to pull the tail of her sleep-shirt from beneath her.

I swirled my bourbon glass and smiled seductively at her. My eyes were scanning her knockout body when she reached up and took the glass from my hand and put it to her lips.

"That stuff will put hair on your pussy" I teased as she took a sip.

Her eyes closed quickly and her sexy chin wrinkled at the sides. She tried not to cough and acted like she enjoyed it.

She smiled at me and dryly replied; "If it does, I'll make you shave me."

We were sitting face to face when I reached for her and put my trembling hands on her waist.

"Why are you trembling?" she asked me in a voice barely louder than a whisper.

I swallowed nervously and reluctantly revealed to her; "I've never held a woman so beautiful before".

Her emerald eyes began to cloud up, but still cut through me like a knife as she tilted her head softly to the right.

"That's so sweet" she whispered just before her lips met mine.

Becca's lips were warm and sweet; her fingers slid gently upward from my shoulders along the sides of my neck and cradled the back of my head, her fingers combed gently through my hair. She stroked my left cheek softly with the soft underside of her right thumb. I moaned softly and kissed her deeply. Our tongues tangled as our hungers intertwined. I sucked playfully at Becca's hot wet tongue; she let out a short raspy giggle as our lips parted.

I pulled my hands from inside her flowing sleep-shirt and moved them slowly upward over her heavenly torso. Becca arched her back receptively and moaned softly as my manly hands reached her gorgeous breasts; my fingers cupped the sides of her firm round tits. My thumbs slowly circled her areoles and gently caressed her growing nipples. She swayed seductively above me as she softly moved her body to the beat of the music.

She leaned forward, pressing her forehead to mine and watching me closely as my fingers tugged at the bow between her breasts; she let out a subtle sigh as I pulled at the strings. Becca kissed me long and deep, dragging her fingernails slowly downward over my arms. She let her hands hang at her sides and tilted her head back slightly; waiting patiently for my roaming fingers to peel her open shirt down off her shoulders and expose more of her naked flesh.

Quietly, I exposed her partial nakedness to the heat radiating from the fireplace, to the steamy moisture of my hot wet kisses and to the soothing coolness of my gentle caress. I pushed my fingers slowly and gently up over her collarbones. I placed my index fingers on the outside of her top and slid my remaining fingers beneath it. The fabric was silky, smooth and soft to the touch. Becca shivered lightly as I pushed it slowly along the contour of her shoulder

I moved my hands methodically as if it were a choreographed move; outward over her shoulders opening her top further as they went. Soon my fingers were cupping the downward curve of her shoulders. Becca's breathing was beginning to grow a little more rapid. I could feel her ass cheeks move against my thighs as she squirmed with delight. Her eyes were closed, her lips were parted and her back was arched slightly.

Becca let out a quick startled gasp when without warning; my hands pushed quickly downward along her arms, baring her neck, her shoulders and her heaving breasts. She responded quickly by stretching her arms out closely together behind her. A wiggle of her wrists and a roll of her shoulder sent her top floating hypnotically to the floor. She was still arching in my arms when l leaned forward and pressed hot wet my lips softly to the heart shaped tattoo above her left breast.

It is likely her favorite of the three she has. A brightly colored heart wrapped in flowing ribbon with her daughter's name inked delicately upon the ribbon. It is an image of love, not the result of a Spring Break dare; rather the declaration of a mother's love and commitment. My lips moved slowly down over her bare breast and sucked teasingly at her taught nipple. Becca pushed her chest hard against my face and ran her right hand down over my lower abdomen.

I felt her fingers glide over my hard cock as she wiggled them searching for the opening of my fly. Her fingers slid quickly in and she pulled my cock out through the silky narrow slit of my boxers, She began to stroke it; at first gripping it like a flashlight, with her thumb and index finger touching, her palm and other fingers sandwiching its firm, fleshy thickness. Becca tensed slightly then settled against my fingers as I pressed my hand against her warm swollen mound.

Becca's gentle grip on my hard throbbing cock soon grew noticeably rougher and more lustful. She ground her palm firmly over the swollen pink head, smearing my pre-cum about before sliding her wet slippery palm down over the topside of my shaft; giving it a spirited tug. Her breathing had become even more rapid. Her steamy wet sex began to simmer against my hand, growing hotter and wetter with every firm; focused caress of my probing fingers.

I had just started to slip my fingers beneath the leg opening of Becca's tiny thong when she pulled away and stood up over me, putting her hands once again on my shoulders. She gave me a very sultry look, her eyes were glassy and her hair was hanging partially over her pretty face as the opening bass and percussion riffs of a soulful ballad called "After the Thrill I Gone"; by the Eagles shook the wooden floor where she stood.

It was almost as if the stereo was hotwired directly to Becca's sweet spot. Each bar that followed pushed her deeper into a trance like state. The music transported Becca to a place I had never seen her go before. She ran her fingers through my hair as her breasts swayed softly above me. She rolled her shoulders and pumped her hips. She even rubbed her panty clad crotch firmly against my lap. She then turned around and put her hands flat against my knees.

As the music played on and the beat progressed, Becca continued her very impressive metamorphosis from a reasonably conservative mother of two into an ultra sexy lust driven minx. Her impromptu lap dance finished during a slide guitar solo just before the final verse, with her pushing her hot sexy ass upward from my lap, against my chest until the bulge of her warm wet sex rubbed against my chin. Her heavenly scent was quite intoxicating.

I was rock hard by the time the song and her dance both ended. The music faded to an end with Becca turning again and lowering her gorgeous ass back onto the top of my trembling thighs, her long slender fingers tracing the outline of my lips. Becca lifted my head and kissed me gently, biting my lower lip as she pulled slowly away. She lightly raked her fingernails down over my chest and curled them around the waistband of my boxers.

Hungry for more of Becca, I lifted my ass slightly off the rocker and allowed her to pull my boxers down around my ankles. She put her hands behind my knees and tugged my ass to the edge of the seat. Her hands then traveled up along the inside of my lower thighs and pushed them apart. I tilted my head back as I felt her hot wet tongue whisking quickly along the insides of my thighs, her mouth was inching its way rapidly toward my smooth hard cock.

Becca wasted little time taking what she wanted; what she had been longing for all day long. She pressed her right forearm against the inside of my left thigh as her fingers flowed softly along the upper side of my shaft, tugging my vein bulging cock slightly away from my abdomen, her thumb and index finger firmly gripped the base. She kissed my tightly drawn nut sack and ran her tongue slowly up along the underside of my thickness.

The feel of her tongue stud pressing against me was a new sensation. When Becca's sweet pink lips finally reached the head of my rigid cock and her tongue swirled slowly around the swollen purple tip, I moaned uncontrollably and placed my hands firmly down onto the seat of the rocker, curling my fingers over the sides to brace myself. Before I could moan a second time, Becca's lips had plunged hungrily down over my fleshy cock, a pleasure that took my breath away.

I shuddered softly as the head of my cock pushed against the roof of Becca's tight warm mouth. The next moan to echo about the room was hers. Her head began to bobb slowly up and down, wetting more and more of my thick vein bulging shaft with every downward movement. Becca sucked me so long and hard that her long dangly metallic earrings began to sound like wind chimes, clinking together louder and louder as her head moved up and down, faster and faster.

Her sucking and slurping sounds filled the room, Becca's warm slippery saliva trickled slowly down my shaft and onto my balls as she sucked. There was an occasional popping sound when Becca would pull her head up and lift her lips off my cock long enough to take a couple deep breaths before resuming her feverish rhythm. She gripped and stroked my shaft, the clinched circle of her thumb and index finger bumped against her shiny pink lips as she sucked wildly.

My head was rolling from side to side and my mind was racing from the intense pleasure that Becca's talented mouth was providing. I was getting close and Becca seemed to sense it. She pushed her thumb squarely between my balls and slid three fingers firmly down over my perineum until the tip of her middle finger pressed lightly against my anus. I moaned with great pleasure and tried to warn Becca of my imminent release.

"That's it Baby, cum for me" she coaxed; licking her lips in preparation for the moment that would bring her and I both immense pleasure.

The thrusting of my hips quickly became less rhythmic and more broken. I moaned wildly as Becca's right hand pumped my hard swollen cock, my orgasm had arrived. I arched my back and stiffened my legs as Becca's fingertip circled my puckered ring like a floating raptor stalking its oblivious prey in a field below.

I began a gut wrenching moan that made Becca respond by shoving her middle finger two knuckles deep into my behind; wiggling them about. My knees jerked, my ass tightened and my feet jumped up off the floor, despite still being tangled in my boxers. I was cumming and cumming hard! I let out a long pleasure filled moan and reached quickly for Becca's hair, tangling my fingers in her soft silky locks, I pulled her closer.

Sensing my rapidly approaching release she lowered her pretty face, mouth open, over my twitching cock, but the unbelievable sensation of her finger up my ass sent my hot creamy load streaming wildly from the head of my cock before Becca's lips could cap my exploding geyser. By the look on her face, it seemed to have taken her somewhat by surprise as well. She tried desperately but couldn't get there in time

She squealed loudly as the first stream of cum, splattered errantly against the side of her cheek and dribbled down over her fingers. Becca knew from experience that my first load of the evening would be sweeter and larger than any that would follow and she didn't want to waste a drop. Her lips quickly enveloped my cock; the downward motion of her head pushed it's cum spewing tip deep into the back of her throat. I heard her gag and felt her swallow repeatedly.

Her tightly clinched fingers milked every drop of hot tasty seed from my totally spent cock. She finished by licking up the last few pearly droplets that she could coax from its swollen spongy head before I went soft in her hand. She climbed up off her knees and straddled my lap once more, she placed her forearms over my shoulder; her fingers toyed with the back of my hair as she leaned forward parting her lips and extending her cum drenched tongue.

Instinctively, I pulled her closer, sticking out my tongue to meet hers. Becca moaned softly as my tongue pressed gently against hers, she rocked her hips and tilted her head slightly, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. I thought she was going to cum in my arms as I sucked softly at her tongue. She pulled her head back and smiled as I placed my hand against the side of her neck and wiped the only remaining remnants of my orgasm from her cheek.

Becca knew that taking the edge off early would please me quicker, something she longed to do; and that it would pay greater dividends to her later as the night went on. We embraced lovingly for a little while until I could regain some composure. Becca once again laid her head on my shoulder and began to draw heart-shaped circles on my chest with her fingertip. Her skin was soft and supple, her breasts full and ripe.

I took her left breast in my right hand and gently lifted it as I leaned forward. Becca tossed her head back and moaned as my lips pressed over her nipple. I gave it a gentle kiss, a few strokes with my tongue, then parted my lips and pushed her entire areola into my mouth and sucked hard at her breast. Becca's fingers tugged at my hair and she squirmed in my lap as she tried unsuccessfully to muffle a second moan.

Arching her back, Becca pushed her tits firmly against my face twisting her satin clad torso so that my lips could reach her other breast. I sucked on it just as long and just as hard. Her very impressive nipples were now fully erect; I flicked them playfully with my tongue as my right hand slithered slowly down over Becca's lower abdomen and between smooth firm thighs. She gasped softly as my fingers pushed slowly across her panty clad mound.

The playlist that I had selected had reached a point where the songs that were beginning to play were quite varied in genre and tempo. I remember thinking how appropriate the song that was beginning to play; "Can't You See" by the Marshall Tucker Band, was playing at that very moment. Becca seemed to have a hold on me like no other woman I have ever met. She was a very alluring combination of smart, sexy and seductive.

"Oh my God baby" I whispered softly in her ear as my hand slid further between her legs and my fingers cupped her steamy sex, "You are fucking soaked".

Becca tilted her head back letting her hair fall softly down over her shoulders, she closed her eyes, and bit her lower lip; "mmhmm" she whimpered as my parted fingers traced the outer edges of her narrowing panties until they came together and disappeared quickly between her sexy ass cheeks.

I pushed my middle finger against her wet crotch and dragged it slowly upward from where her silky panties barely covered the puckered pink ring of her ass; all the way up to just below the bottom of her corset. Becca shuddered as my finger pushed against her wet lips and grazed her growing clit. She gasped loudly and purred;

"Oh Baby!" filtered from her trembling lips as I slipped my fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and plunged them deep between her quivering thighs.

The crotch of Becca's thong was warm and wet against the back of my hand, her mound was moist and slippery, and my fingers slid easily into her tight little cunt. She rocked her hips and dug her long painted fingernails deep into my shoulder as my two middle fingers parted the meaty lips of her pussy and plunged hell bent on pleasing her; deep into her wetness. She shuddered and tightened her groin muscles squeezing my fingers as they moved inside her.