We walked through the front door. Ellen was sitting on the couch next to her Daddy. She was wearing a polka dot dress and black shoes with white socks. When her eyes met mine, her face turned redder than it had been when we walked through the door. Mrs. Wilson said, "Ellen, Peter says he is honored that you want to have sex with him. He says he will be gentle with you and will try his best to make this a time to remember." Of course I hadn't said any of that, but agreed with everything she said. "First though, it's time for lunch. I have some egg salad in the fridge and some fresh lemon... Continue»
We walked through the front door. Ellen was sitting on the couch next to her Daddy. She was wearing a polka dot dress and black shoes with white socks. When her eyes met mine, her face turned redder than it had been when we walked through the door. Mrs. Wilson said, "Ellen, Peter says he is honored that you want to have sex with him. He says he will be gentle with you and will try his best to make this a time to remember." Of course I hadn't said any of that, but agreed with everything she said. "First though, it's time for lunch. I have some egg salad in the fridge and some fresh lemonade. Let's all go to the dining room and I will bring out the lunch."
We got up and I watched Ellen walk shakily beside her Daddy. Ellen and I sat on one side of the table next to each other. Mrs. Wilson said, "Dan, come into the kitchen and help me get lunch together." He got up and walked behind her. He said as he left the room, "Hey, you two talk. You're are going to be VERY good friends soon. Talk."
After the door closed behind him, Ellen and I looked at each other. I smiled at her and she returned the smile. "I've seen you at school before Ellen. I always thought you were the cutest girl in that class." She reddened and smiled. Then I said, "I think you are very very pretty and, well, I'm glad you want to do this with me."
She looked away then but quickly looked back and croaked out, "My girlfriends and I have talked about you before Peter." She laughed then and said, "We wondered what it would be like to kiss you." She hesitated then added, "Last time I had Sharon here to spend the night, we practiced kissing and each of us pretended to be you."
I looked at her and said, "You kissed Sharon?" Ellen laughed and said, "yeah." I leaned closer to her and asked quietly, "I would like to kiss you right now Ellen. Would that be all right?" She seemed to stop breathing, then moved her face to mine. The first kiss was chaste...and sweet. She sighed, "Oh that was nice, but Sharon and I kissed a little stronger than that Peter. Want to see how I pretended to be you?" She stood up then, put her hands behind my head and kissed me hard on the lips. She didn't back away. I felt her breath flow out onto my nose from her nose. Then she opened her mouth and pushed her tongue into mine. We were kissing like that when Mrs. Wilson walked into the room with the sandwiches. I saw her stop and watch us with a smile on her face. Ellen hadn't noticed her. She was moaning inside my mouth as our tongues worked against each other. By the time she was through I noticed Mrs. Wilson had stepped back into the kitchen.
Ellen whispered, "I watched Mother and Daddy fuck today." I acted as if I was surprised and then asked, "What was that like for you Ellen?" She looked at the kitchen door then back at me and said, "It was loud sometimes, quiet sometimes, and I got very, very wet. Does that surprise you Peter? I got wet watching my parents fucking. I have been wet since then." She lifted her short dress then and stood so I could see her panties soaked in the crotch.
"Mother says a woman gets wet like this when she wants to fuck." She looked down at my crotch, giggled and said, "It looks like you want to fuck too Peter." She sat down then and said, "Mother and Daddy showed me pictures of you with my mother. I was kind of shocked about that, but couldn't stop looking at them. Mother's pussy doesn't have any hair on it. I have some hair on my pussy. Do you want to see?"
I said I did want to see her pussy. She held her dress up with one hand and pulled on the elastic of her panties with the other hand so I could see her slit. She did have hair, but not much. There were little curls here and there. Her pussy was very red and swollen. I couldn't stop staring at it. "You could touch it Peter...if you want to." I put my hands down in the opening she had made at the top of her panties. I moved my middle finger along her slit. Ellen moaned and moved her hands to my shoulders. I pulled the panties down her thigh. She looked down at my finger on her slit and whispered, "Put it inside of me Peter."
I was ready to fuck her right there on the dining room table, but figured that wasn't in the program. I kissed her, then we both watched as I slid the tip of my finger inside her cunt. She hissed as the fingertip slid inside her slippery slit. When I pulled it away, she let the panties drop to the floor. She sat on the chair probably because she couldn't stand anymore. She was gasping and whispered, "I want to see it Peter. Show me your...Cock."
I was wearing a tee shirt, tennis shoes and shorts. I unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall to the floor. My cock was a tent pole inside the tent of my underwear. I pulled my underwear to the floor where it rested next to her panties. She gasped as she looked at it throbbing. "Touch it Ellen. Put your hand on it...feel my balls." Ellen treated my cock like it was a baby kitten. She moved her fingers gently over it, giggled when she felt the slippery discharge from the tip and asked what that was. I told her about pre-cum, how a cock helps to make a pussy juicy. My cock was right there at her face. She stared at it then looked at the kitchen door. Without a word she opened her mouth and took the first three inches of my cock into her mouth. When she pulled her mouth away she asked how it felt. I told her it was wonderful and asked how it felt to her. She said it was funny, and...wonderful...that was the word...wonderful.
I told her then that her parents were probably getting tired of getting our lunch together. "Let's go get them." We walked into the kitchen. Dan and Mrs. Wilson were leaning against the counter eating sandwiches. They were surprised to see us there and more surprised to see that I was naked from the waist down and my cock was hard. Mrs. Wilson laughed and said, "Well, I see the two of you have gotten acquainted. How about some lunch." Ellen said, "Yes Mother...let's hurry and eat our lunch." She lifted her skirt then and they saw her nearly bare red cunt.
We sat at the table having lunch. Ellen had a bite in her mouth and said, "I sucked Peter's cock Mother. It was wonderful." Her parents beamed at that. Lunch was soon finished. Ellen and I had made plans before we went into the kitchen and we put the plans into effect. We both stood up from the table. She took off her dress, her shoes and socks. Her breasts were beautiful, smaller versions of what her mother had. Ellen's nipples were light brown and hard. I pulled my tee shirt over my head and took off my tennies and socks. We stood naked in front of them, took each other's hand and walked upstairs to the bedroom.
When we got to her room Ellen said, "We want some privacy. You said I would need to have a towel or something on the bed in case I bleed. Please get one for us Mother." Mrs. Wilson and Dan looked disappointed, but they understood. I watched Ellen's mother put the towel on the bed. She asked how we were going to fuck. I had to say, "Every way we can think of it Mrs. Wilson." She smiled and said, "The first time, the cherry time, you need to let Ellen slide down onto your cock while you are on you back Peter. That will give her the control she will need." We agreed to do that, then watched them back out the door.
When the door was shut, I took Ellen in my arms and we kissed long and gently, my cock resting right against her cunt. When we stopped kissing, we looked each other in the eyes and both said, "I love you" at the same moment. I moved to the bed, in the middle, my ass on the towel. Ellen crawled on the bed over to me. Her small tits were wiggling around as she moved. I held my prick with one hand and used the other hand to move over her body. Ellen knelt over my cock which was inches from her slit. "I think you might want to open your pussy with one hand Ellen." She nodded her head and bit her lip as she used her left hand to open her slit. She moved the opening to my cock and when the head was pressed against the slippery opening, she released her lips and moved her slit down onto my cockhead. She raised her head, her eyes closed as she felt me there just inside of her. I was still holding my shaft. I wiggled the shaft so that the tip moved around inside her opening. Ellen opened her eyes then, and staring intently at where we joined, she put her hands on my chest and slowly moved down my shaft.
I knew what to expect after the time with Marcia. Marcia was 32 and still a virgin when I fucked her. When I felt the membrane pressing against the head, I said, "I think you are right there Ellen. It might be best of you move down onto my cock quickly. Kind of like when you take a band-aid off. She moved her body right around that area over the head, kind of rolling around above the tip, then she said, "Now!" and she pushed her hips hard down onto my shaft. It was almost exactly like with Marcia...except Ellen's cunt wasn't as big. She lay forward onto my chest. I caressed her hair and her neck as she started sobbing on my chest. "Does it hurt that much Ellen?" She shook her head no and kept sobbing. Finally she lifted her head, kissed me and then said, "Fuck me Peter. Can you do it underneath me like that?" I said I could do it that way. I held onto her hips as I started pulling out and pushing into her.
When I came inside of her we were kissing. After we finished we kissed some more and then Ellen called out, "Mother!" In an instant Mrs. Wilson was in the room. She had warm wet washcloths with her. She tenderly washed the bl**d and semen from her daughter's crotch. She washed my cock and groin too.
Ellen asked, "Mother, I want Peter to stay here tonight." That kind of surprised me, because we hadn't discussed that, but I thought it was a great idea. Mrs. Wilson looked at me and asked how that could be arranged.
I told her I would need to call my Mom. She would let me spend the night at a friend's house. I didn't tell her that my Mom knew what I did...and would think I was with a client.
I called her at work when Mrs. Wilson was gone. I was standing in the kitchen, naked, looking at my house when my Mom came on the phone. "Hi Mom, it's Peter. I am going to be very late tonight, so I won't be home. Tell Dad I am spending the night at a friend's house. Tell him it's Mark." There was a pause then Mom said, "Got a client or more than a few tonight Peter? I could hear the smile on her face. "Something like that Mom, don't ask too many questions." She agreed to that and said she had made an appointment with Gloria for an evening with me.