Perchance To Dream Pt. 02

I worked my hand back and forth slowly but firmly inside her tight canal as I alternated between sucking her clitoral area through my teeth and fiercely licking her. I settled on just pressing hard on her clit with my tongue as my hand forcefully rammed into her vagina.

Oh God, Melanie. Please cum for me. I want to make you cum again. Cum for me now.

And Melanie's thighs clamped on my head, and I couldn't move my hand back and forth anymore. Melanie moaned and then screamed to God but I could barely hear her with my ears completely covered by her legs. But I could feel her pussy contract and convulse and pulsate, and I felt a sudden surge of new juices.

I sucked and swallowed as best I could, seeing as how I still had very little breathing room. Melanie bucked a few times, and a new spasm wracked her body every now and then, stillness. Then her legs collapsed, releasing me, but I stayed with my mouth glued onto her clit.

Mel panted at me "Jim! Please... stop..." And she tried to lift my head off her puss, but I held on for dear life. She's not getting rid of me that easy! I knew that her clit was probably on overload in terms of sensitivity, but for some reason, I wouldn't let go.

First, she pulled my hair, but that didn't work. Then she started rolling side to side, and then picked her left side and rolled over completely. But I still held on. For another few moments, anyway. Legs are stronger than arms, and hers won out. She disengaged herself from my still eager mouth.

She sat there, crouched, for a few moments as both of us breathed heavily.

"Goddammit..." she wheezed. "Sorry...(gasp)... I get a little sensitive..."

I practically jumped on her and forced her down on the bed. My cock had suffered years of neglect in these past forty minutes! I had to let the wild mustang go free!

He (my cock!) plowed right into her tight pussy, lubricated by all of her delicious honey. Melanie gasped at her stretching, then yelped as I began seriously fucking her. We couldn't kiss at this point as the fucking was too fast, too furious.

I will admit to being proud of myself. I'm no porn star that can go on for half an hour, but I went for a long, long time. Ten or twelve minutes, for sure. Or maybe five. Definitely at least five. But that's a lot of strokes as I relentlessly pistoned in and out of her tight sex. I was trying to pin her to the bed with my pulsing, steely cock. God, she felt so good. And I was doing her some good, too. Mel could only pant and chirp, with the occasional long moan thrown in as she tried to breathe. I wanted this to be a loving, romantic afternoon for us. But instead, we're just fucking like wild animals. Maybe that's a different kind of romance.

I held off as long as I could. At least five minutes, dammit. Yes, I'm sure! I decided to see how she was doing.

"You like...(pant) me fucking you?"

"Shit yeah!" she panted.

"Say it," I commanded. "Say you love... you love me fucking your cunt."

"I love it!"

"You love what?"

"I love you fucking me! Goddammit!" she was practically screaming at this point.

"Say it... say 'cunt'."

"I don't... like that word," Mel complained.

"Say it now!" I demanded. "Or I'll stop."

"Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt! Jesus Christ FUCK MY FUCKING CUNT!"

That's kind of a magic word for me. "Cunt." Too nasty and vulgar for regular use, but oh so very damn nasty and vulgar during sex.

I drove deep and stayed there as my orgasm swept through me. I poured squirt after hot squirt of my love juice deep into Melanie. I shivered for a moment, the orgasm was so strong. I think Melanie was cumming too, oh yeah, she definitely was.

We both floated around for a minute or so, gasping a little, giggling some. Grownups shouldn't giggle, at least grown men shouldn't. But I do sometimes, after sex. Sex should be fun! I like having a good time and showing it. Melanie kissed me all over my face, lapping up some of her juices, I'm sure.

"Let's roll over, tiger" Mel suggested.

We went to my left and Mel stayed with me, my cock still implanted inside her. He was down to about 90 percent, though, and deflating quickly.

Melanie rose off me and splooshed all of our mixed cum right onto my dick and pelvis area. We both giggled again.

"Let me get that for you," she offered as she began to lick my cock clean. Her beautiful blonde hair, now damp and sweaty and messy, dragged through some the cum. Her kisses roused him a little, but I was too dead. Or too old! Shit, it sucks being old.

= = =

I was on such a high a few minutes ago, but then my brain started functioning again. Stupid brain, it always wrecks stuff.

I just couldn't shake the big lingering question, why me? Knowing full well that this could ruin everything, I plunged ahead because I had to know. I mean, people don't just enter my life and need spankings and have wild sex with me every day. That seems like a porno movie, not real life. Is she after something? That can't be it, she's got a good job, beautiful apartment, nice car... what's going on?

"Mel, I have to get serious with you for a little bit."

"You sure you want to do that?" Mel teased as she twirled my chest hairs in her fingers.

I looked her in the eye, which was hard because some semen strings hung in her hair and they distracted me.

"I have to know, Melanie. What... where did this come from? I mean, is... all this... you and me... is this just random chance or, something else."

"Mmmmm, something else," was all she said, smiling. We lay for several moments in silence.

"Well, I guess I could spank it out of you, but I'm not sure your ass could take that kind of punishment again in less than 24 hours. Can you just tell me, please?"

"Alright, Mr. Jansen. I happen to know quite a bit about you. A lot, in fact. And everything I hear just makes you... more attractive to me."

"You *know* about me? How? From who?"

"Well, Alice does talk about you an awful lot. You took her to a Britney Spears concert. And you two are always doing things together like Comic-Con, Halloween dress-up, all the things you did for her in the high school Drama club productions. You sat in the front row of every one of her shows, for God's sake! And more than that, she said the other kids all loved you because you're goofy and you talked with them and hung out with them. How you're still that way and help with any issue she has. You protect her from semi-crazy Mom... you just sound like the perfect guy and a great dad."

I couldn't believe that she knows so much about me from overhearing my daughter Alice's conversations. I mean, my understanding was that Alice and Mel weren't exactly buddies. "Iron Balls Johnson" is the nickname I heard from Alice.

"Well," I said, trying to think of something to say. "So I'm a nice guy to his kid. But nice guys finish last. Nice guys don't get the hot, sexy girl. This doesn't explain much."

"Tell you what, Jim. Since I know so much about you and you know nothing about me, I'll give you a crash course, Melanie 101. It will take about two hours or so. You got that kind of time?"

"Sure, I've got all day! What's this crash course?" Really, I had nothing else to do and wasn't in a hurry to get home to my wife who was just counting down the minutes to Four O'Clock so she could start drinking.

"Hang on a minute," she said as she slipped out of bed. There was none of that 'oh I need to be covered with a sheet' crap, Melanie strode confidently around the apartment completely nude, and she was poetry in motion. Yes, an old cliche, but that's what she looked like. She found her iPad and jumped back in the bed beside me. She fiddled with it for a few moments, getting something ready.

"Here," she said as she handed me the tablet. "Read these in sequence. I wrote these as diary entries years ago, then thought of making it into some kind of story so now it's in chapters. Anyway, it's all true, and you'll get to know quite a bit about me."

I had kind of hoped that we would just make love and hang out all day, but this suddenly turned very interesting. Maybe I'll get some answers.

"Awesome," was all I said as I picked up her tablet.

"You want a beer, big boy?" she called as she headed out of the bedroom. "I've got Stella and 805. And those Frito Twists, honey barbecue."

Okay, those are all my favorite things. That's no coincidence. She's been spying on me!

"805 would be perfect!" I hollered out after her. I'm not so much into the craft beer rage, I just like regular beer. But that Firestone-Walker 805 is very nice, very nice indeed.

She came back with a tray that held two opened 805s, one in a small container of ice for when I finished the first. And a bowl of the Fritos. Gotta be careful with those as your fingers get all greasy and orange. We got some pillows to prop me up in a good comfy position.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I thought I'd take a shower and get your cum out of my hair," she said, smiling. "Of course, if that's alright with you."

Just as my face broke into a big smile, she leaned in and gave me a hot, lingering kiss. After she broke our passionate embrace, I watched as she sexily sashayed into the bathroom and I heard her turn on the water.

I got up and found my pants, dug in the pocket for a Viagra. I was pretty sure I would need this little blue guy. I swigged it with half a beer. My mind felt as if it was uncontrollably spinning. However, I attempted to focus while opening up her tablet. I began reading and almost immediately, my jaw dropped open as I entered her world.

= = =

At about 45 minutes into her diary, I yelled for her to come to the bedroom.

"Mel-A-Nie!"

"What's up, honey?" she asked, anxiously. Probably she's a bit nervous about what I'm reading, she is sharing some extremely personal stuff in this diary. She wore a little tiny blue thing that could nearly be called a robe, but maybe for a midget. It almost covered her entire pussy. Almost.

"You answer the door wearing that?" I asked, mischievously.

"What, this old thing? Only for the plumber or when I don't want to tip the pizza delivery boy. What's up?"

"What's up, you ask. Well, my cock is up, that's what!" I lifted the bedding to show her that I did, indeed, have a problem.

"Oh!" Mel exclaimed. "That's definitely an issue. Let me see what I can do..."

She wrapped her still damp hair in a kind of loose knot on top of her head so it wouldn't dangle on me.

"Where are you in the story."

"Let's see... chapter, uh, 4. You are going all bisexual on poor unsuspecting Gianna. I didn't know you were bisexual!"

Mel winked at me, then nestled in between my legs and gripped my solid shaft. She gave it a couple strokes and a small droplet appeared at the top.

"Read it to me," she said.

"Uh, now?"

"Mmm hmmm," was her final answer as her mouth was now occupied by my cock.

This will be like watching a porno and getting sucked at the same time. Only better! I started reading to Mel from her diary/story. The situation was she and her friend Gianna were starting to get it on in Mel's apartment.

"God Gianna, your breasts are beautiful," I whispered huskily, as I took one of her nipples into my mouth and felt it grow instantly hard.

I moved my hand from her vagina and onto her other breast, letting her hard nipple run through my fingertips, hearing her purr, as I played with her perfect mounds.

I let her nipple pop out of my mouth and saw my saliva drip slightly off of it, as I took the other one in my mouth, sucking gently, then harder, hearing a loud moan escape her mouth and feeling her head thrash back against the pillow. She moaned loudly again as I gently bit her nipple and leaned backward just a bit, teasing her, before the hard nub of flesh popped out of my mouth.

"Holy fucking shit Mel! I can't take much more of this!" Her unparalleled technique nearly drove me to just drop the tablet altogether. My cock was running into something in her mouth. It's... she's Deep-Throating me! I'd never had that done to me before. Holy shit that's fucking awesome, I thought. No wonder guys like this!

She pulled off of me for a moment to catch her breath and asked me, "Keep reading, please?" I wasn't exactly sure of where I left off, so I just picked a paragraph at random. Again, reading as Melanie:

I removed my hands from her breasts and gently pulled her inner lips apart, exposing her clit. I moved my head forward and ran my tongue over the little nub lightly, and I felt her body tense up. She involuntarily pulled my hair as she screamed and her body started to shake as she convulsed in orgasm. I held her thighs tight, never letting her vagina and my mouth break contact until I could tell she was starting to come down and regain control again.

Mel just deep-throated me one too many times on my little magic spot right under the mushroom head. I warned her I was going to cum, trying to be gentlemanly but also hoping she wouldn't stop.

She didn't stop.

I grabbed her head with both hands and held her down on my cock. My hot cum shot up into her mouth, down her throat, and she swallowed it all down like a fucking pro. I released her and she rose up a bit, pumping my cock to get the last drops out, and swallowed those down, too.

Mel got up quickly and stood over me, straddling my head as I sat propped up in the bed. Her pussy towered over me by a good foot. Mel held herself up with one hand against the wall while she seriously frigged her pussy with the other.

"Come on!" she panted. "Read! More!"

Shit! Um! I picked up the tablet and found more to read:

Her pelvis was rocking now and I had to concentrate to keep my mouth on her. I was making loud slurping noises as my mouth continued to make contact with her hot, wet sex. I was so worked up that I slid my other hand down between my legs and inserted two fingers into my own pussy, and used my thumb to rub my clit. My fingers were soaked within a few moments, as I slowly pushed them in and out of my vagina, listening to her moan, as I licked her.

"Oh FUCK!" yelled Melanie as she came hard, her legs trembling. I grabbed her ass cheeks to help steady her.

"Oh Jesus good GOD!" she cried as another orgasmic wave seemed to hit her.

Mel's legs started to buckle, so I guided her down on top of me. Of course, I brought her pussy to my face and she smeared me as she went down further. I'm damn happy to say that I was still hard, so I lifted her up by her hips and set her down on top of my cock. Her dripping sex needed no 'warming up' by me, she was already burning with lust.

She fell into me, then we kind of scootched down to a more flat position. Mel kissed me, then licked my face of her juice.

"I taste pretty fucking good, don't I?"

"The best!" I assured her as I pulled her down for more kisses.

She rested her forehead against mine and we looked into each other's eyes. It's blurry, of course, but very intimate.

"You're still hard," she mused. "I like that in a man."

"Like I have a choice!" I replied. "What else am I supposed to do? Go limp? With you around? I don't think that's going to happen."

I bucked my pelvis up into her, making her jerk and shudder.

"Still cumming?" I asked. She nodded affirmatively.

"More, please," she asked in a gasping whisper.

I rolled over on top Mel, still inside her. I rose up on my hands which concentrated my weight on her pelvis. Good. I thrust my cock deep inside her, up to the hilt. Earlier this afternoon we made what I thought was beautiful love. Now, I just wanted to fuck her until she screamed for more. Fuck her until she couldn't take anymore. I wanted her to know who I am.

Mel grabbed my ass and pulled me hard into her with each stroke, and she started moaning and gasping in what I considered to be an entirely too-loud of voice.

I lowered myself down on top of her and grabbed both of her wrists with my hands. I raised them over her head and held her crossed wrists down on the bed with my left hand. She wasn't entirely restrained, of course, but she got the idea. I clamped my right hand over her mouth; in effect, I was trying to put the cork back in the champagne bottle after it had already been shaken.

I pounded her pussy as hard and as fast as I could while pinning her arms down. She squirmed and screamed bloody murder into my hand covering her mouth; then she breathed sharply through her nose as I kept my hand firmly over her mouth. She struggled under my relentless cock-attack. At one point I moved my right hand off of her mouth, ostensibly to re-position myself but really I wanted to give her a chance to tell me to stop or something. She just fucking moaned loudly.

I clamped my hand back over her mouth and kept fucking her.

There's an interesting side-effect to Viagra that folks may not know about. The first time you cum, everything is normal. However, Viagra lets you get hard again. And when it does for me, it becomes very difficult to cum again as my cock goes into what my masseuse calls "Insensitive Prick Mode." My cock is hard but it basically can't or won't cum under normal circumstances, for quite a while anyway. What made him cum a few moments ago won't make him cum now. The good part is that he will stay hard for a good damn long time. Since I just came in her mouth a few minutes ago, Mel was now in for it.

Mel had wrapped her legs around mine by this time and bucked against me furiously. My mouth replaced my hand covering her mouth so I could squeeze her fucking tits hard. She screamed into my mouth, a very weird feeling! I kept pumping her hard as I continued to pin her arms down.

After several minutes of pounding her, I let go of her with my right hand and forced it under her ass. I probed and pushed and worked my way down her crack. It was fucking drenched. I rubbed between her ass cheeks and found her most private of areas, smothered in steamy pussy juice. I worked my middle finger in as far up her ass as it would go. I couldn't tell if Mel noticed. But my cock felt the difference in pressure as my finger probed her ass.

Despite her very tight pussy and my relentless fucking, my cock held strong and had no intentions of cumming. Damnit! I can't fuck forever and I want to cum again! Thankfully, I had just read her diary and discovered that Mel was well-versed in the Anal Arts. I wanted to fuck her ass. I wanted to cum in her ass. And her ass was very well lubed from her dripping pussy. When the stars align, it's a good thing.

Releasing her arms from their prison, I pulled out of her pussy and raised myself up on my knees. Mel reluctantly opened her eyes to see what was happening. I'm pretty sure she was just fine where she was, though, pinned down and getting fucked. She panted in anticipation, her breasts rising and falling, waiting to see what was up next.

"Grab your knees," I instructed. "Yeah, now hold them up like that." This had the effect of raising her hips and opening her ass up wide. I moved back down towards her.

At first, I re-entered her pussy, to which she almost seemed disappointed. But this was just to get him at maximum wetness. I pulled my dick out and slid it down an inch or so. I pressed my cock against her butt. Against her ass. My cock head pressed into her (currently closed) opening.

"You wouldn't," she gasped. "You don't want to fuck me there."

"Oh Mel, but I do. Ever since I saw it wiggling around in the shower last night, I wanted to fuck your ass. And I'm going to."

"But I don't like that!" she complained.

"Uh, dearest Melanie, have you forgotten already? I'm reading your diary, you love getting plowed in the butt."

"Oh yeah... shit..." Mel made a face at me, then nodded her head to the left and whispered, "Top drawer?"

"Don't move... stay...." Reluctantly, I disengaged from Mel for a moment to check out the drawer in her nightstand. Aha! Mixed in with the usual rubble of woman things and whatnots and condoms was a small squeeze bottle of Astro-Glide lubricant.