Sweet Lena

Bless her sweet friend, Sarah, who had paved the way for this encounter in her own way. And fate? You are my friend.

"Lena, don't be silly. Of course I don't mind. I'm quite flattered actually." I squeezed her a little tighter to emphasize my point. "This is like a fantasy come true for me. I used to watch you that summer before you went off to college and imagine what it would be like to be with you."

I wondered if I had made a mistake with this statement. She stopped, opened her mouth and looked at me weirdly.

"You what? You used to watch me?"

I needed to squirm out of this one with some dignity.

"Well, yes, if you want to know the truth. You seemed to blossom your senior year in high school and I noticed you all the time. I'd see you in your driveway or out in the backyard or wherever and I used to...."

My voice trailed off. Lena wasn't letting go of this line of questioning.

"You used to what?" she inquired.

I figured unless I really blew this evening, I was going to be fucking this young lady before long, so I laid it all out on the line.

"Well, sometimes I'd watch you and then I'd go masturbate and think about what it would be like to be with you."

She stopped cold in her tracks and looked at me with astonishment.

"You what? Get outta here."

"I'm telling you the truth. You were a beauty back then – you're even more beautiful now."

She hadn't moved. "What did you think about me when you were jacking off?" she asked slyly.

"Well, I wondered what your breasts felt and looked like, and what your pussy tasted like – and what your face looked like when you had an orgasm. I wondered, quite honestly, what it would be like to fuck you."

I looked straight and deep into her dark eyes, wide open to this revelation. She looked at me in wonderment for a moment. I was either going to get a slap in the face or have an incredible night. She grabbed my elbow and started pulling me down the street.

"How far is the hotel?"

"Not far, baby. We're almost there. Why?" I asked.

"Because you're making me fucking horny. That's why," she giggled. I guess it was going to be a good night after all.

We finally arrived at my hotel and sauntered oh so casually through the lobby. We went up the elevator and stood at my hotel room door. The card key popped the lock and we eased inside. We stood facing one another by the door and I leaned down to kiss her. Her soft warm lips opened to my tongue as I probed her mouth. We kissed softly and delicately, just warming things up for the events unfolding. I slid my hand down her back and cupped her sweet little butt and pulled her hips toward mine. She ground her pelvis into my hardening cock and breathed into my ear.

We were only going to have one night together, so I decided to take things slow and make this last. I pulled away and told her to hold on for a second. I turned on the TV and found a CD channel with smooth jazz while she visited the bathroom. I adjusted the lighting to a nice romantic glow – or as romantic as a hotel can be. She returned and stood expectantly in the middle of the room. I walked back to her, touched her hand and pulled her over to the bed. I sat down and turned her so she was standing directly in front of me.

"I'm going to take your clothes off," I told her very matter-of-factly.

I was lost in the youth of her deep, dark eyes. I reached up and gently touched her cheek, then put my hands on her shoulders and let them wander slowly down over her breasts. They felt warm and full and I couldn't wait to unleash them. I could hear her catch her breath. I began to unbutton her blouse, slowly making my way to the bottom and last button. As I undid it I reached up to the neck and slowly pushed it off her shoulders. She let the blouse fall to the floor as I admired her sexy black bra.

She filled it out very nicely. The thin fabric of the bra cupped her full breasts and accentuated her cleavage. I could barely make out her stiff dark nipples through the thin silky fabric. My hands wandered again and softly squeezed and massaged her breasts. They felt heavenly.

I reached up to her neck again and slowly slid the straps off her shoulders. She hunched her shoulders in as I slid the bra straps down and over her elbows. Her incredible breasts eased into view, hard nipples upturned in the soft light. I reached behind, undid the clasp, and let the bra fall away. She stood still as her breasts moved with her breathing. They stood round and proud on her torso, accented by perfect upturned nipples.

"My God, Lena. You are so incredibly beautiful."

She was emboldened by my comments and reached under to cup her breasts and lift them up for me to admire. She massaged her soft squishy tits and stroked her nipples with her fingertips. They stiffened even more under her experienced touch and looked like they were ready to explode.

"You like them?" she questioned.

"Yes I do," I whispered.

Her breasts were soft and pliant and the nipples were perfectly round, just slightly dimpled and in dark contrast to her breasts. They were fully erect now and begging for attention. Her breasts, while not huge, had a round fullness to them that was absolutely intoxicating. I felt their fleshy weight, cupped them lovingly and slid her taut nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She moaned under her breath. Such perfection at my fingertips.

I reached around, cupping her soft round ass, and pulling her closer to me. I began to kiss the area between her breasts while lightly massaging each one. Then I leaned into the left breast and took her hardened nipple softly into my mouth. I gauged my movements by her reactions. I licked around the nipple, flicked the tip with my tongue, and then opened my mouth to suck on this incredible nipple. She moaned and put her hand on the back of my head to pull me closer. I alternated from one nipple to the other, slathering them with my saliva and sucking them just hard enough to elicit soft moans of approval.

She was relishing the attention and put her hand on the back of my head to encourage my oral exploration of her breasts. I gave them each one more kiss and then pulled back so I could look at her. Her incredible breasts hovered over her hard, smooth stomach and I let my hands roam and explore. I finally reached the snap of her jeans and undid it. I held the edge and slowly slid the zipper down. I spread the front of her open jeans and saw a small black thong peaking out.

"Take your pants off, Lena," I commanded.

She stood back, kicked her shoes off, then in a slow seductive manner lowered her jeans and stepped out of them, kicking them out of the way. I was awestruck by her beauty. She adjusted the thong and pulled it up so the straps sat high on her hips. The black silk material cupped the roundness of her pussy mound. Her smooth taut tummy glided down to the sinuous curves of her hips and pelvis. The thong highlighted her long slender thighs and gracious hips. She was one long continuous seductive curve. The mound of her pussy thrust forward against the thin fabric and I could see through the transparent fabric that she had a lovely tuft of pubic hair. Definitely an all natural girl.

I again let my hands explore her body, sliding my fingertips over her tummy, her hips, her ass, her thighs. I kept sliding my hand toward her pussy, then would divert my gliding touch to another area. Her skin was like silk.

"Turn around for me," I requested.

She turned and put her hands on top of her head. Her ass was absolute perfection. It was smooth, round and in perfect proportion to her waist, hips and legs. I squeezed her buttocks and continued to slide my hands up and over her exquisite body. She moaned and cooed with delight. I hooked my fingers under the slender elastic band of her thong and eased it over and down her hips, past her knees and down to the floor. She flicked it aside with her foot. She was now naked in front of me.

"Spread your legs apart," I said.

She did so and I continued to massage her sweet ass. I crossed my hands so my right hand was on her left thigh and vice versa. I slowly let my hands rise higher on her taut thighs, massaging and kneading her flesh as I rose toward my goal. I finally reached the very top of her thighs and as I squeezed I could feel the warm wetness emanating from the deep folds of her pussy. I again reached for the soft bubbles of her butt cheeks, squeezed them and spread them apart. I could see her labia spread with my grip and open to expose a sweet vee of juicy cunt flesh and the fleshy puckered pink of her anus. I could hear wet squishy sounds as I massaged her ass cheeks and doing so opened and closed her pussy.

I admired her full labia bulging and hanging down seductively from her pussy. I reached a finger underneath and just gently brushed her protruding lips with my fingers. She gasped and began to sway her hips toward my finger. I traced the line of her lips, teasing the edges, avoiding her clit, but getting closer and closer. Finally I stood up and moved close behind her. As I reached my right hand around to cup her soft fleshy mound I slid my left middle finger into her pussy from behind. It was soaking wet. Lena gasped and moaned. My right middle finger gently touched her clit and I began to slowly rub it while inserting my left middle finger as deep as it would go.

"Oooh. Your fingers feel so good. Don't stop."

I fully intended to stop, however. But first I wanted to bring her to the brink. Now I slid the middle and ring finger deep into her pussy and began to lightly rub her clit with my right hand. She squirmed in my embrace and melted against my busy fingers. I pulled my fingers out and turned her around to face me.

"Take off my clothes," I directed.

She wanted me now and she wasted no time unbuttoning my shirt. I stood motionless as I watched her attack my clothes. She was practically ripping them off. My cock created a huge tent in my pants and Lena delighted at the view. She reached down and grabbed my cock and giggled.

"We need to get this thing some air," she squealed with delight.

And that she did. She pulled my pants and silk boxers off and my cock sprang up and forward at full mast, hard as a freaking rock.

"Oh my God, Mr. M. Your cock is so big. I had no idea. And it's so hard," she said in amazement.

"Lena, you don't have to call me Mister. I'm standing here in front of you with a raging hard-on. Really. You can call me Jim."

She smiled up at me and said, "I don't want to call you Jim. But if you don't want me to call you Mr. M., then I'll just call you Professor."

Hey, if she was getting off on the professor/student thing, who was I to ruin a good fantasy. If it worked for her, it worked for me.

With that decided she fell to her knees and began to lick the underside of my shaft, sliding her tongue up and down in big long strokes. I sat back down on the edge of the bed to give her a better angle and get comfortable. I propped myself up on my elbows so I could watch her suck me. To this day I never tire of the view of a woman sucking my cock.

She held the shaft with one hand and went underneath to lick and caress my shaved balls and sac. She was moaning and slurping and making wonderful cock-licking noises. She finally returned to the shaft and began to suck on the head, taking in a bit more with each forward thrust of her head.

I had to pinch myself. Here was my neighbor's sweet beautiful daughter with my cock in her mouth, her cheeks concave as she sucked it deep and looked into my eyes. Her mouth was wide open and her lips were spread wide around the throbbing flesh of my erection. As she took me deeper she began to gag slightly. Her right hand encircled the base of my cock and slid back and forth in time with her mouth. Her left hand cupped and kneaded my balls and explored the edges of my anus. This girl had been studying more than French. She pulled off for one second.

"I really want you to come in my mouth, Professor."

She redoubled her efforts and began to suck me furiously, but expertly. I felt no teeth; just the wet inner sanctum of her mouth and lips. She squeezed my balls in rhythm and began to bob up and down on my cock, moaning and making wet slurpy sounds as she looked into my eyes. I could feel a rising sensation deep in my groin and knew I was going to unleash a huge load.

"Yeah! Suck my cock, Lena! Here I come, baby!!"

One, two, three, four, five huge spurts of cum exploded deep into Lena's throat. It was incredibly intense. She never batted an eye and never slowed down. She took every last drop of semen and then licked the knob of my pulsating cock to capture any small drops that might have escaped her hungry mouth.

"Good God, girl. That was amazing."

She smiled up into my eyes, a few drops of cum dripping down her lips and mouth onto her chin. She continued to lick me gently as my cock went through decompression.

"You are one naughty little neighbor girl."

She smiled and said, "Why thank you, Professor."

She pushed me back on the bed and climbed aboard. She scooted up until her knees were tucked under my armpits and kneeled up high, looking down at me. Her legs were spread and her juicy pussy was hovering over me. She undid her hair and it fell in wild tangles around her beautiful face and over her shoulders.

The view from this angle was amazing. She reached her hand down and played with her pussy, sliding her fingers around her lips and eliciting little wet sounds. I just watched in wonderment. I looked past her wet fingers up toward her torso. Her breasts were hanging beautifully and jiggling slightly to her hand movements. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly open as she fiddled with herself.

Her pussy was exquisite. The small manicured tuft of pubic hair gave way to her fully engorged pussy lips. They were pink and wet, and protruded delectably from her pubis. She spread her outer lips with her fingers and the succulent pinkness of her inner lips was exposed. I could see her clit clearly as she unfurled the folds of the pussy flesh covering it. It begged to be licked, but I'd get there soon enough. I was enjoying this show and the unfettered view of her most private parts.

"Lena, you are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. I love watching you touch yourself."

"Do you like my pussy?" she asked.

"I like everything about you – and especially your pussy. It's absolutely beautiful."

"Do you want to kiss it?" she smiled.

'May I?"

She repositioned herself so her thighs were straddling my head, then slowly lowered her sopping wet cunt down onto my face. She teased me by just lowering her pussy into tongue range, then pulling back. I was desperate to eat her, but I let her play her game. Her pussy was open and swollen with passion and her juices were starting to run down the inside of her upper thighs. She finally lowered herself onto my waiting mouth and began to rock back and forth. I took my cues from her movements and could tell she wasn't looking for a gentle licking – she wanted to fuck my face.

Her pussy enveloped me. The sweet pungent aroma filled my nostrils and my mouth was engulfed in the warm wetness of her vagina. I stuck my tongue in as far as it would go and licked her wildly, eliciting a moan and an increase in pressure. My hands, which had been cupping her wet ass, slid down to join the well-lubricated action. My thumbs were best positioned for entry, so each found a new home: my left thumb slid all the way into her pussy and my right thumb gently eased its way into her ass. She groaned loudly and bucked against my face.

By anchoring my thumbs to her body, I was able to dictate her movement somewhat. I began to rock her pussy back and forth on my mouth, licking and sucking frenetically. I moaned and made these amazing slurping sounds with my lips and tongue. She was breathing very quickly and I could tell she was reaching a brink.

"Yeah! Oh yeah! Lick me! Oh God, don't stop! Faster! Oh!! Ohh! Ahhhhh!!!!

She bucked wildly and then stiffened with a mini convulsion. It sounded like she stopped breathing for a few seconds as she came hard. She shook violently several times before letting out a long deep groan. My face was drenched in her juices as I gently kissed and slurped her labia and clit, but knew I should ease away if she was sensitive after such a hard orgasm. I extracted my thumbs and she slid down to lay on top of me.

"Oh my God, Professor. That was so intense."

She lay directly on top of me. I reached down to cup her sumptuous little butt in my hands, squeezing the silky smooth cheeks. Eventually she rolled off and we both settled into that post-orgasmic mindset that I find so comfortable. We talked and laughed and slowly recouped our strength for another round.

While I love worshipping a woman's body during the act of sex, I particularly love admiring her body when she's in a more relaxed, non-sexual state. Watching a beautiful naked woman walk and move about when you're having casual conversation is, to me anyway, one of life's simple pleasures.

Lena lay on her back, head on a pillow. I took in her exquisite form – her full breasts and tight tummy, the cute little tuft of pubic hair crowning her mound and her soft, round bottom – it all intrigued me. I lightly stroked and touched her while we talked. I let my hand gently graze her hard nipples and the gentle swell of her pussy mound as it protruded from her belly. Her hair was wild and tangled and looked like she'd been making intense love. But it was her beautiful face and eyes that most captivated me. I took it all in and wanted to know more about her.

"So I told you all about my sexual adventures earlier. Let's have the scoop on you? When did you become sexually active?" I queried.

"Well, I guess I was in high school when I started going beyond first base. I became pretty adept at making my boyfriends come with my hand. Eventually I found out the power a girl has if she is able to suck cock well, so I really got into that my junior year. I finally lost my virginity later that year. But my first really serious boyfriend was Robbie. We started going out at the end of my junior year and into the summer."

I tried to recall the string of young men I had seen march up to my neighbor's door. I distinctly remembered one lad with an athletic build and long curly blond hair. I asked if that was Robbie.

"Yeah, he was a cutie. He was captain of the soccer team and he was smart and funny and he had the tightest little butt. Mmmmmm. We both really got into sex that summer. He was working in a video store and I was a lifeguard at the pool. Every night we'd try to find a different place to have sex. We were like two bunnies that summer – it was so intense. We'd do it in the car or at the beach or at each other's house, everywhere," she exclaimed with a certain amount of innocent glee.

Then she looked at me inquisitively. "You know, Professor, I have a confession to make." She looked at me with big puppy dog eyes. I arched my brow waiting for an explanation.

"Do you remember that summer you had me come over and water your plants and feed the fish while you and your family were in Maine?" I nodded and wondered where this was going.

"Well Robbie and I would go over to your house to do the things you asked, but...." She looked at me again.

"But what?" I asked.

"Well we used to go into your study at the back of the house and have sex on that great big comfy black leather couch you have back there."

She looked at me with that look of expectant gloom. I tried to take in the visual image of this gorgeous creature spread out in my home study being fucked by her young stud boyfriend. The image got me very excited.

"Well, Lena, I think the least you owe me is a graphic description of everything you did in my private study." I smiled lasciviously.