Room w View Ch. 05

Diana smiled and said, "Fanny always did fancy someone a little older." She slipped her hand on my dick as she spoke.

The rest of the day sped by. I danced with Tiffany, Brittany, Shari, Anu and Fanny. Although Fanny was reluctant to give up a dance with Henry. As the wedding drew to a close, the newlyweds made one last round for hugs and kisses and went back upstairs to their apartment.

Fanny announced she and Henry were going out clubbing.

"A little early for that," said Diana.

"Oh, uh, yeah," she said. "We might like stop at his hotel and relax a bit."

Fanny couldn't keep a straight face.

Diana hugged her and kissed her cheek. "Be careful, sweetheart. I love you."

"Love you, too, Mom. Hey, see you later Kyle."

We hugged and in a second she and Henry were off.

"Relax for a while?" I said.

Diana laughed. "Yes, I think they might be giving a new meaning to that term."

"Does it bother you?"

"What? That my daughter is going to have sex with a very nice and attractive young man?"

I nodded.

"No, we are past all that. I had quite a few talks with her about life, sex, love and the difference among all of them. She's not a virgin and she's not reckless. I think Henry might be a very good match for her. He's quiet where she's exuberant. He's got a subtle and dry sense of humor and she is outrageous. There's a lot of depth in him, Fanny will dig that. I just hope he can deliver in bed. Fanny hasn't had many lovers, but she knows what she likes."

Diana looked at me and let her eyes travel over my body. "That's why our times with you were fun. She loved your cock."

She paused and leaned in for a light kiss.

"As does her mother."

"And does her mother need any refreshing on the stellar attributes of what she loves?"

"As a matter of fact she does," said Diana. Taking my hand we headed toward the elevator. "And, she needs it right now."

For the first time I was inside Diana's apartment. She had completely transformed the space when she put the two units together. Everything seemed spacious. Her taste, as I would have expected, was impeccable. From the colors, to furnishings and original art work, her apartment reflected beauty and sophistication. That was Diana.

She went to a wine cooler located in part of one wall of bookshelves. She retrieved a bottle of Krug Clos du Mesnil 2000. I had never heard of this champagne. She uncorked it and poured two flutes.

It was like drinking effervescent atmosphere. I couldn't believe anything could taste like this.

We were standing in her living room, with only a few low lights.

"You look handsome tonight."

"Thank you. You are beautiful. I guess you hear it all the time and I wish I had better words, but you are simply the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Diana tilted her glass my way and finished. She topped both of our flutes.

"Want to hear a secret?"

"Sure," I said.

She slipped out of her shoes and sat on the couch, curling a long leg underneath her.

I sat opposite in a club chair.

"I've been voted all sorts of most beautiful. I say that not as a boast, because I've done nothing to earn it. I was born this way. I've never had plastic surgery, I don't believe in Botox. I am blessed with good genes. Thankfully, so is dear Fanny. I think she is much more attractive than I. God, I would hate for her to have to be compared to me and always be found wanting. That's why she goes by her father's mother's name and we use her nickname. No one will connect Aphrodite Xavier Corsini to Fanny Falcione.

"Anyway, at this point in my life I don't think about my face. I just take it for granted. I think that's one of the things that really excited me about you and me. You never saw my face. You got turned on by just having me look at you. For a long while, before we started sexting pictures, you never could even imagine my body. Yet, you were aroused."

"I think I could cum just listening to your voice," I said.

Diana laughed. "See, that's what I mean. I could have been five hundred pounds, but you liked talking with me."

"I liked talking with you," I said, "because I felt we became friends. We talked about so many things. Plus, you were a friend like when Ferry dumped me. You just stayed on the line and we talked and talked. You'll probably never know how much that meant."

"Kyle, I did it because I like you. I also felt we were friends. What's the term, 'Friends with benefits.' But, friends. Now, I know you found out who I was, but I never sensed a change. You were still the same Kyle. You probably don't understand how refreshing that was for me.

Diana ran her fingers through her hair. She looked around the room and then back at me.

"I've always had men wanting me. I say that not to glamorize myself, but to try to explain why what we have is special. Some men wanted me because I am beautiful. They saw only my face, my body. They created an image based on how I looked. Then, some wanted me because I was famous. I was the model on the cover of all those magazines. Everyone knew Di X. To them I was a trophy. They wanted to go to all the hot clubs and in spots. Everyone could see them with the famous model."

Diana sipped her champagne. She smiled at me and began talking again.

"As I began to understand about the fashion business, I learned that the pile of discarded pretty faces was very, very high. Someday the photographer or editor would say, 'No, no, she is too old.' That day could come at twenty-five, thirty or, if lucky, thirty five. But no matter when, it would come. I did not want to be just another pretty face that no one wanted any more. So, I began to build a small business. I was lucky to have some good advisors, and soon I had a not so small business. Now, I had men wanting me because I was powerful, and, yes, because I was rich."

She smiled again at me.

"So, you are thinking, 'Poor, Diana. So beautiful and so rich.' Well, what I wanted was just to be a woman who could enjoy the company of a man without worrying what he really wanted. One day I look out my window and I see a young, handsome man. He is naked. He looks so good. I watch. Then, to my great surprise, I call him. To my greater surprise, we begin to develop a relationship. He does not know what I look like, how famous I am, how much power I have or if I am rich. He just likes to show me his body and talk with me. We laugh a lot. Kyle, do you know how rare it is to just be able to laugh with a man? So, that is why I, well, why I cherish what we have."

"But, you were Artemis."

She nodded. "Yes, I was someone besides the great Di X for a while. And, a man found me interesting. Found me attractive for what I was, not who I was. I loved it."

We sat in silence sipping our champagne. Diana finished the bottle by splitting what was left between our two flutes.

"Now, what do we do?" she asked as she sat back down.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to love Artemis."

"I do."

"Not, Diana?"

"Don't really know her yet."

Diana stood and so did I.

I crossed the short distance and we embraced. I kissed her tentatively. She replied in the same fashion. I ventured my tongue. She moved her lips back and we stared at each other.

"I'm a lot older than you."

"Not all that much," I said. I pulled her head to me and pushed my tongue into her mouth. She made a small sound and began playing her tongue around mine. We stood there kissing for a long time. Our hands never moved from the back of the other's head. "Besides, I promise not to call you ma'am and I'll take it easy to accommodate your advanced age."

Laughing, Diana broke away. She moved back to the couch and sat.

"Strip for me, Kyle. Please."

I peeled off my coat and threw it on the chair. Slowly, I loosened my tie, unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it clear from my trousers. I slipped it off and tossed it atop my jacket. I inched my undershirt over my head and dropped it to the floor.

Diana stared at me in silence.

I knelt and untied each shoe. I pulled one, then the other free and removed my socks.

Standing, I undid my belt, opened my pants and let them fall. I stepped away from them and stood in front of her in black silk boxers.

As I hooked my thumbs in the waistband, she said, "Stop."

Diana put her feet on the floor and raised her butt from the cushion. She pulled up her black dress to expose the tops of her stockings secured by a garter belt. Her fingers disappeared in the darkness under her dress and emerged pulling a tiny black thong.

She eased back into the couch, spread her legs and let her hand venture into the black cave created by the fabric of her dress.

I could detect movement with her arm. She let out a long sigh.

"Continue," she said.

I pushed my boxers down, freeing my semi-hard cock. When they were completely off me, I spread my legs and stood in front of her.

Her arm continued to move. I could not see her hand or anything above the tops of her stockings.

"Touch yourself."

I took my dick in my hand and moved my fingers up and down my shaft. I felt the blood pushing the skin and filling me.

"Don't get completely hard," she said.

"Hard to control," I replied.

"Then stop touching yourself and come here."

I walked to where she sat.

Diana kept her hand between her legs and bent forward.

"I've said this a lot, Kyle, but I love your cock."

She kissed my tip. With her free hand she lifted it and guided it into her mouth.

My knees went weak as I felt her warm cavity embrace my sex. Her tongue darted all around and she sucked softly.

"I'm getting hard."

She pulled off and smiled. "Yes, I can tell. It's ok, I just wanted to start before it was completely erect. I love the sensation of a soft cock in my mouth."

Diana took me once again in her mouth and began moving up and down. She used her tongue to add exquisite pressure. I was slowly rocking to the rhythm she established. Her hand slipped onto my balls and probed until she isolated one nut. Pulling and squeezing it she upped the tension I felt. She kept me on the border of pain and pleasure. Sensing my unease, she released my nut and pulled her mouth off.

Immediately I mourned the loss of the hot, warm home for my erection. Diana dropped her head and licked the ball she had just tormented. I spread my legs and she sucked it into her mouth. I couldn't help but moan out loud. After tonguing and sucking it without mercy, I was bouncing on my toes.

Abruptly she released me. She pulled her hand from under her skirt and spread the aromatic moisture over the head of my dick. Taking my shaft she tilted it down and drew it into her mouth.

This time she was aggressive and moved me quickly to the edge. I let her know how close I was.

Pulling off, she said, "Give me everything you've got."

As soon as her lips found my cock-head, I plunged deep into her mouth. She gagged and then recovered. She grasped my shaft and guided me to a slow pumping. I felt her throat open and I was in. She sucked and stroked and I could hold back no longer.

Thrusting with my hips, I released the pent up desire and filled her mouth.

She swallowed and continued to pump me until I had nothing left and I began to deflate.

Standing, Diana pressed her lips to mine. I kissed her and felt her mouth open. I jammed my tongue in, tasting the remains of my deposit. She brought a wet finger and pushed it in. I tasted her strong essence, now mixed with the flavor of my own cum and her mouth. We kissed, holding each other around the waist, for a long time.

"Diana, that was..."

"No need to say anything, Kyle. In fact I always found actions speak louder than words."

Leading me by the hand we entered her bedroom.

Diana pulled down the covers on her large bed and flopped back. Staring at me, she hiked up her skirt revealing the thin blond strip and her full lips framed by the garter belt she still wore.

I dropped to my knees, pulled her to the edge of the bed and stared at her pussy. Controlling the urge to attack her swollen folds, I nibbled the inside of her thigh and worked my way up until I was near her pussy. I blew on her sex and then repeated my actions on her other thigh.

"This is very good, Kyle. I am now in your power." Diana let her head fall back on the bed and opened her legs even wider.

I traced her vulva with my finger enjoying the wetness that was everywhere.

I pushed my middle finger inside enough to cover the tip with her juice. I sucked it relishing the taste. I repeated my exploration and this time offered my finger to Diana. She greedily sucked it clean.

I could wait no longer. Licking slowly from taint to clit, I let my tongue explore the damp slit.

"Yes," breathed Diana.

I licked harder and faster. Lifting her butt, I pushed my tongue as deep into her as I could and tongue-fucked her until Diana responded with a groan and thrusts of her hips. Dropping her ass back onto the bed, I pushed her clit hood back and took the hard bud between my lips. She pushed even harder. I sucked it and played it with the tip of my tongue. Diana thrust harder. I finally took it in between my teeth and bit.

"Oh, fuck," she said as a spasm wracked her body. I felt a trickle of liquid move past my mouth and she shuddered again.

I eased off her clit.

"Fuck me now, Kyle."

I moved up and kissed her. She licked her own essence from my mouth and chin.

"I don't have protection."

"I am clean," she said. "And, my tubes are tied. Are you sure you're clean?"

"I know I am," I told her.

"I trust you, Kyle."

I placed my tip at her opening. She slipped her long legs around my waist.

I eased my head past her warm lips.

"That feels good," she said.

I went all the way in with a long push.

"Fucking shit," she cried.

I began a steady stroke. She responded with hip thrusts as her legs squeezed me tightly.

Knowing I could last a little longer than normal because of her blow job, I picked up the pace. I was going at her hard. She was grunting with every thrust.

I kept up this pace until I heard her moans come faster and the pitch rise. I rode her as fast as I could. I was almost worried I might be hurting her, but she kept saying, "Yes. Yes."

"Kyle, I'm almost there."

Resting on just one arm I took her hard clit in my free hand and pinched.

Diana screamed and squeezed her legs so hard I could hardly breathe. I could feel her vagina contract around my cock, stopping my thrusting. She shook her head back and forth and finally gave one last, huge thrust with her hips and went limp.

I took my hand from her clit as her legs fell to the bed. I was still hard and rolled onto my back while keeping my dick inside her. She lay on top of me. I felt small contractions of her vagina and could feel her pounding heart.

Diana kissed my cheek and said, "Beautiful"

She rested her head on my shoulder. In seconds she was sleeping.

Ten minutes later Diana stirred.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

"Never been better," I said as I ran my hands up and down her thighs and butt.

"I need to clean up," she said.

"Me too."

"Shower?"

"Reading my mind," I said.

We went into her bathroom. Diana took off her clothes and we stepped into her large walk-in shower. Her body was even more amazing in person than it appeared in the pictures she sent. I took a long time soaping up every inch. Her medium breasts felt right at home in my hands. In spite of our lovemaking a short time ago, she responded to my touch and kissed me.

She washed my once again erect dick.

"God bless young men," she cooed as she planted a series of tiny kisses up and down my shaft.

Finally admitted that we were totally clean, we toweled dry and went back to bed.

"I hate to leave such a beautiful thing in this condition," Diana said as her hand touched my erection, "but I need to sleep."

"Would there be any chance of some more when you wake up?" I asked playfully.

"Lots more, babe, lots more."

We pulled the covers over us, turned out the light and spooned until we both drifted off.

I had no idea what time it was when I felt a chill.

Opening my eyes, I looked at covers bunched below my knees. I refocused and saw a shadow near the bed.

"Hi, Kyle," she whispered

"Hi, Fanny," I replied equally quietly.

"Just got home," she said.

"Checking to see if your mom is all right?"

"Checking something for sure."

"That's cute."

"Can I snuggle?"

Frozen in indecision, I made no sound.

"Of course, you can," said a sleepy voice behind me.

"Thanks, mom."

Fanny was naked in seconds and crawled in facing me.

"So...?"

"What?" I asked.

"Duh! How was it?"

"Fanny, a man doesn't..."

"Fantastic, sweetie," said Diana. "I think Kyle is too much of a gentleman to talk about it."

"Cool," said Fanny as she leaned in and kissed me.

"Aren't you going to ask me about my night?" she said.

"Since you are home at, let's see, 12:30, I'd say so-so," Diana said.

"Actually, I had a blast. Henry is funny and nice."

"But?"

"Well, this is going to sound strange, but he didn't want to have sex on the first date. How's that for something completely new?"

"Maybe he's gay like his sister?" offered Diana.

"No, he was hard and swore he wanted me, but I think it's just like a personal code or something."

The conversation was bouncing over my body from one naked beautiful woman to the other. The feeling of Diana's breasts in my back and the contact with Fanny's thighs in the front made me feel like I was not totally neglected.

"Disappointed?" asked Diana.

"No, just horny?" Fanny said and laughed.

"Too bad," said Diana. "Not to rub it in, but I'm not."

"Lucky you. Would you mind if I at least touched Kyle?"

"No, but that would be up to him."

Fanny kissed me again, "Kyle?"

"Fanny, you are so beautiful and so sexy that it freezes my brain. I am not, however, going to have sex with you."

"I get that, Kyle. And, I'm happy that you and mom seem to have hit it off. I just want to touch you. I mean all the times I looked at you, it just makes me want to feel what I've seen."

I kissed her forehead and said, "This is only going to happen this one time."

"Ok."

Fanny ran her hand over my chest, across my abs and settled on my not so soft dick.

She explored it's length, hefted it and evaluated its girth and then slipped her hand on my nuts. By this time, I was totally erect. She stroked my softly and slowly.

"This is better than I imagined," she said.

"Amen," said Diana.

"Thanks, Kyle. But, would it totally freak you out if I kissed it?"

"Fanny, I just made love to your mother. I don't want to engage in any sexual activity with you."

"Just this once, promise," she said.

Diana stroked my back and said, "It's ok, Kyle."

She kissed me again pulling her body tight to mine. I felt her small breasts push into my chest. She released her hand and ground her trimmed pussy against my shaft. Slowly, she caressed her way down my body. As her nose grazed my erection, her hand circled me. With her other hand cradling my balls, she took my tip within her lips. I flinched. Opening her mouth, she guided me deep inside her. I could feel her tongue moving around my shaft as her hand played with one nut.

"Fanny, that's enough."

She sucked me hard and with a loud pop pulled off.

"Not nearly enough if you ask me," she said. Kissing me on the mouth, she again pushed her long tight body hard against mine. My hands found her butt and I held her close.

"Can I sleep here tonight?"

Diana said yes.

Fanny rolled over and backed into me. My erection nestled between her butt cheeks. "And, now I'm supposed to just go to sleep?" I wondered. Amazingly, I did.

Awaking the next day, I was now spooning Diana and Fanny had her butt pressed up against mine. Keeping still, I tried to reconstruct how I ended up in bed with the world's most beautiful woman and her incredible daughter. My semi became a hard-on. Diana stirred at the new sensation in her backside.