Older Men and Younger Women
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Heterosexual, Humor, Light Bond, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Sex Toys, Squirting,
Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - This is a story about an older man who meets a much younger woman after his wife dies from cancer. I think you might find it interesting and for you older guys like me has it ever happened to you.
What is it about older men that attract young women? I'm a widower now and 62 years old. I lost my wife 5 years ago to cancer. I guess I could be considered in reasonably good shape at 6 feet and 200lbs. I've started doing some exercising because I'm starting to get a belly and I don't like it. I'm going to relate a story to you that happened about a year after my wife passed on. We were very close and shared everything. One of the things we always said was that if something happened to one of us the other one should go live life for both of us. I here to tell you that that is easy to say but when you lose someone that you love its not so easy to do. You relate most everything to the person that you loved.
We had built a small home (cabin we called it) in the Sierra Nevada Mountains at the 7000 foot level a couple of years before my wife passed on. We both loved it up there and called it our escape place. We called it that because we lived in a rat race called Southern California. We eventually named the cabin Paradise. We had a sign made that hung over the porch with the word Paradise burned into it in 6 inch letters. We also had a flag made with the word Paradise on it that we hung out when we were there. There was a lot of snow in the winter time but from Memorial Day to sometimes as late as New Years you could get to the cabin. They didn't plow the road to our cabin so once the deep snow fell you had to walk, snowmobile or have a small Snow Cat to get the last half mile. Our plan was always to spend most of the summers at the cabin and have our legal residence in Nevada where we owned some property when we retired. Our plan was to build another house on the Nevada property and we would spend the winters there.
I hadn't been to the cabin since Labor Day the year before and decided to drive up and spend a few days there over Memorial Day. I had sold our place and was living with my 82 year old Mother still in Southern California. I tried to get her to come with me but she said it was too cold yet. Actually I was kind of glad because I wanted some time alone just to reflect and kind of get my life in order. It had been almost a year since my wife passed away and I really missed her. I had also sold my business so I didn't have a whole lot to do. I knew it was time to take stock of my life and get on with what ever it was I was going to do. Financially I was well off so what ever I decided wasn't going to be a problem.
I drove up on Wednesday and arrived about 5:00pm. It was cool, 50 degrees or so, and there were still patches of snow on the ground. I had some groceries in the car and after unloading them and turning on the water (You always winterized the house) and putting away the groceries I made myself a screw driver and sat out on the deck until it got dark. It was kind of funny because as I sat there I kept hearing my dear departed wife say, "When this is over you've got to go live life for both of us." It was very strange almost like she was there. It had been a long drive and I was tired so after making myself a sandwich I went to bed about 9:00pm. Strange but I slept better than I had in a long time.
The next morning when I woke up it was light out side and you could see the suns rays in the tops of the pine trees. The sky was crystal clear and oh so blue. It was going to be a spectacular day. I had set the timer on the coffee pot for 6:00am and could smell the fresh brewed coffee in the bedroom. My dear wife had always brought me coffee in bed and I missed that. I went to the kitchen and got a cup. I knew it was cold because it was only 6:45am but I pulled on my coat and sat out on the deck. The birds were chirping and the squirrels and chipmunks were scurrying around. I just sat there and sipped my coffee watching animals and birds.
It's interesting in a small community like that. People drive by and wave. Those that are out walking always say "Good Morning isn't it a beautiful day." Everybody speaks to each other or waves as they drive by. Everybody pretty much knows everybody else and if they don't they soon will. Not like the big city at all where people wouldn't say shit if they had a mouthful. Another thing about a small community like that is people just kind of invite themselves to your place. It's very informal and laid back. All in all it is quite relaxing. I was on my second cup of coffee and this time I had put a little Baileys Irish Cream in it. I was sitting on the deck thinking about exactly nothing just relaxing.
"Hi, how are you this morning?" a female voice said bringing me back to reality. I looked over the rail and a young girl of perhaps 20 or 21 was standing in the driveway. "I've never seen you up here before she said."
"I haven't been up here in since last year. Who are you?" I asked walking over to the rail. I had never seen her before.
"I'm Erin, Erin Burns. My Mom bought the old Winter's place last year," Erin said.
"Oh, I guess that's why I've never seen you. I'm Rob, Rob Jacobs. You want some coffee?" I asked.
"Sure, I'd love a cup," Erin said.
"There's a key under the mat, come on up," I said. That's another thing about a small mountain community; everybody leaves a key outside so if there is a fire or an emergency first responders can get in. There is no vandalism or thievery for the most part. Very different from a large city. I went inside and got another cup. By the time I was pouring she was upstairs. "You want anything in it?" I asked.
"Maybe a little of that Baileys you've got setting there," Erin grinned. She had a pretty smile and she was cute too. I poured a little into her cup and handed it to her. "Thanks, I was just on my way back to the cabin to make some. I usually run every other day before I eat or drink anything but water."
"You want to go out on the deck?" I asked freshening my own coffee and adding a liberal portion of Baileys.
"Sure, where's your wife?" Erin asked. My facial expression must have changed because she quickly said, "Did I say something wrong? I assumed you're married because of your ring."
"No you didn't say anything wrong. My wife passed away about a year ago, cancer. Force of habit I guess. I've always put it on in the morning and taken it off at night. You didn't have any way of knowing," I said.
"I'm so sorry," Erin said.
"Yea, me too. I really miss her," I said. We had moved out to the deck and were sitting in the shade. The sun hadn't got over the top of the pines yet and it was still shaded. "So what are you doing up here?"
"Getting over a boyfriend," Erin responded. "I just finished my first year of college at Stanford."
"Stanford huh, you must be a brilliant. You don't get into that school unless you're damn smart. What are you majoring in?" I asked.
"Marketing and Political Science. I'm toying with becoming an attorney. God I love it up here," Erin said taking a deep breath. "The smell of forest and the pine trees is just so invigorating and I love the peace and quiet."
"Yea, me too. That's why we built this place. You want some more coffee?" I asked. The sun was coming over the tops of the trees and bathing the deck in sunshine. In the mountains the air temperature may be cool but it gets very warm in a hurry in the direct sunlight. "Maybe we should move over to the covered deck," I said.
"No, I love the feel of the sun on my body," Erin said standing up. She was wearing a baggy sweat suit and quickly pulled the top off. The bottoms followed just as fast. She had on a very small bikini swim suit underneath and she looked fantastic. For the first time in I can't remember when I was getting something other than a morning hard on. "See something you like? Judging from that bulge in your sweat suit you must," she said laughing.
"Oh Jesus," I said and beat a hasty retreat into the kitchen to get more coffee. By the time I poured the last 2 cups of coffee and splashed more Baileys in it my hard on had receded somewhat. By the time I returned to the deck Erin was in one of the chaise lounges with the back about half reclined. "Here," I said handing her the cup. Her nipples looked long and thick poking through the bikini top. The back of her hand brushed my hard on as she took the cup.
"I'm a 34B and they're very sensitive. They love to be licked and sucked," Erin said. She set the coffee down and stood up. As she turned around slowly she said, "I'm 5 feet 5 inches and weigh 115llbs. I'm 34-21-33. So what do you think, do you see anything you like?" Erin asked.
"Jesus Erin I just met you, besides I'm old enough to be your grandfather. How old are you anyway?" I asked.
"19 and that isn't what I asked you," Erin said coming up to me. Her back was to the road and the bikini top disappeared. Her pert breasts were gorgeous. Beautiful pink aureoles with long thick knotted nipples. I almost lost it when she reached down and felt my raging hard on. "Oh how big is that thing?"
"9 inches. Erin, it's been almost 2 years, if you don't stop, Oh God," I gasped. My cock was throbbing and leaking precum. There was a big stain on the front of my sweat pants.
"Come on," Erin said grabbing my hand and pulling me into the cabin. We were no more than in the door and she was on her knees pulling my sweat pants down. "Oh my God it's a beautiful cock. I want it," she said as her tongue licked over the head.
"Erin, Erin no, it'll be too quick. Ooooooohhhh God," I gasped. 4 inches of my cock was in her warm sucking mouth. I was trying to hold it back but it was hopeless when I gasped, "Erin, I'm gonna, gonna cum, aaaahhhh fuck." Stream after stream of hot Jizz shot out the end of my throbbing cock until my balls were empty. "Oh Jesus," I groaned staggering back a couple of steps and sitting down on the couch. Erin knee walked over to me and nuzzled my soft cock. 2 little streams of Jizz had trickled from the corners of her mouth and few drops were on her breasts.
"You taste good. I'm not a very good cocksucker though," Erin said.
"You were great. Where'd you get the idea you weren't a good cocksucker?" I asked. I was still breathing pretty hard.
"The guy I told you I was getting over. He said I was shitty cocksucker and a lousy fuck. The only thing I was good for was to be eye candy at a party or something," Erin said.
"Really, well I don't know about the fuck part yet but I can tell you there is nothing wrong with your cock sucking ability," I said. "Is that why you seduced me?"
"No. I did it because you were nice and I wanted to," Erin said grinning. "You taste good too. I liked the taste of your cream. Are you going to fuck me?" Erin asked grinning just before she leaned down and took my soft cock in her mouth. I was soft so she could get all of my cock in her mouth. Her soft warm mouth felt wonderful.
"Oh God baby that feels good. Do you want me to fuck you?" I asked.
"Uh huh," Erin mumbled around my cock. I could feel my cock starting to get hard again.
"Erin honey, wait a minute. Let me rest a few minutes. My recuperative powers aren't what they used to be," I said pulling her head off my cock. "Let's get our coffee off the deck and finish it."
"Okay, I'll go rinse my mouth out," Erin said.
"Why?" I asked.
"You aren't going to want to kiss me after your Jizz has been in my mouth," Erin said.
"Says who, come here Baby," I said. I had already stood up and pulled my sweat pants on. I pulled Erin to me and French kissed her gently. Her lips were soft and warm and our tongues wrestled with each other. "I know what I taste like honey. I've sucked my cream out of my wife a lot of times. Now that we're over that nonsense lets have our coffee and rinse our mouths out with that," I said laughing.
"I think you've recuperated you're getting hard again," Erin said grinning.
"I know but let's give it a little time okay," I said. I went outside and gathered up her sweat suit and bikini top and brought them in. I laid them across the chair. Then I got the coffee and brought it in. Erin was standing at the kitchen window looking out. I walked up behind her and let my hands run up along her rib cage to her breasts. "Mmmmmm nice," I mumbled kissing her neck. Her nipples were thick and hard. I spread two fingers on each hand and let her nipples poke through.
"Oooohhh they're so sensitive," Erin moaned. She gasped when I squeezed her nipples between my fingers gently. I let one hand wander down across her hard belly and cupped her pussy through her bikini bottoms. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum," Erin gasped pressing her pussy against my hand. I pressed a finger against her puffy pussy lips and then let my hand slide inside her bikini bottoms. "Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh," she cried when I curled a finger into her pussy. She was soaked.
"You like that Honey?" I asked wiggling my finger a little.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees," Erin wailed. I let my finger slip in a little farther. She was squirming her ass against my groin wildly while I finger fucked her. "Oh God, can't stop, huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh," Erin gasped. Her tight little pussy tightened around my finger and I could feel her warm juices gushing past. "Please, oh pleeeeeeeeease," She cried softly.
"Please what Erin. Tell me what you want," I teased wiggling my finger and then curling it up inside her pussy. More warm pussy juice rushed past my finger. I let my finger slide out of her and pulled my hand out of her bikini bottoms. Her ass squirmed against me while I held her tight.
"Put it back pleeeeeeeeeeease put it back," Erin begged in a little girl voice.
"Put what back?" I laughed still teasing her.
"Your finger, oh you're teasing me," Erin said turning in my arms. She had finally caught on. She had such a pretty smile. "Don't you want to fuck me; you're still hard." Her hand was wrapped around my cock through my baggy sweat pants.
"Mmmmm that feels good Erin. Are you sure you really want me to?" I asked.
"Yes and right now. Nobody's ever made me cum before. Even I can't make myself cum like that. I like playing with your big cock," Erin said smiling up at me.
"Enough," I said grabbing her hand and pulling it off my cock. "Erin, how many men half you been with?" I asked.
"4 counting you but only my ex-boyfriend fucked me," Erin said. "I always made him use a condom. He only ever lasted 4 or 5 minutes. Remember I'm a lousy fuck and a lousy cocksucker. Nobody's ever cum in my mouth either until you did today," she said.
"What about the other 2?" I asked.
"They were just guys I dated in high school. We did some heavy petting and I jacked them off is all. I never even kissed or saw the cocks," Erin said. "I just reached inside of their pants and jacked them off until they made a mess in their shorts," she said laughing.
"It was so funny when they'd cum in their pants."
"You were a prick tease Erin," I said.
"I'm not a prick tease now," Erin said softly putting her arms around my neck and kissing my lips softly. "I'm so horny and my pussy is still throbbing from your finger. I've never had a bare cock in my cunt. Please."
"Are you sure that's what you want Erin?" I asked again. I wasn't teasing this time.
"Where's the bedroom?" Erin responded. I took her hand and led back to the bedroom. "Oh this is nice," she said when we got into the room.
"On the bed girl," I ordered pushing her back onto the bed. "Raise your legs so I can get these off," I said pulling her bikini bottoms down her slim tapered legs exposing her treasure between her flawless thighs. Holding one leg in the air I let my hand caress her smooth thigh. I leaned down and kissed her pussy letting my tongue lap at her wet pussy lips.
"Oooohhh my God, nobody's ever, aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh," Erin cried gasping while my tongue lapped up to the top of her pussy and over her small exposed clitoris.
Her whole body trembled and quivered
"You've never had oral sex?" I asked lifting my head for a moment.
"No, oooooooohhhhhhhhhh my Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwdd," Erin gasped. I had her little clit between my lips flicking it with my tongue. I slipped a finger into her tight little pussy and found her G spot. Erin arched gasping cumming on my finger. Her pussy pulsed and squeezed drooling juice into my mouth. Again and again she'd gasp and squirm against my mouth. I licked, kissed, and sucked her sweet little pussy from her tight little asshole to her clit until my tongue was tired and my jaw hurt. I had 2 fingers in her pussy and had slipped one into her tight little ass sucking and licking on her over sensitive clit when she screamed softly and drowned me in pussy juice before blacking out. She was still quivering when I straightened her out on the bed. I stripped off my sweat suit and laid down next to her rubbing her tummy gently. After a few minutes her eyes opened and in a weak little voice she asked, "What happened? Oh I feel so weak."
"You blacked out or fainted," I responded. I let my hand wander up to her breasts and brushed over her hard nipples making her gasped. "So how do you like oral sex?"
"I don't know how to describe it. It was awesome. It was fantastic. It was out of this world I guess. Nobody has ever made me feel like this. Oooooooooohhhhhhhh if you don't stop they're going to burst," Erin gasped. I had been gently rolling her hard knotted nipples between my fingers alternating between them. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh, oh, oh, I told you, sensitive," Erin cried. I leaned down and licked them and then I sucked them. Her small hand had found my very hard cock and was stroking it. I let my hand wonder down to her pussy and slipped a finger into her. She was pulsing like crazy arching against my hand. "Please, oh please, don't tease, just fuck me," she cried.
"I'm not going to fuck you. I am going to teach you what making love is all about though," I said getting on to my knees between her thighs. I held my cock and rubbed the head up between her wet pussy lips. "Are you ready Honey?"
"Yes, oooooohhhhhh yes, huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh," Erin cried when I let the big head spread her pussy lips and slide inside. Her vaginal muscles gripped instantly and I almost lost it right there. "Big, to big," Erin gasped gripping my biceps with both hands.
"No its not, you'll adjust," I gasped back waiting while I struggled not to cum. She was so tight and her pulsing muscles weren't helping one bit. I had about 3 inches of cock up inside her when she began to squirm.
"Oh, oh, oh," Erin panted gasping as she squirmed. I knew she was cumming because I could feel her warm juices on my cock. I took the opportunity to slide in another couple of inches. "Wait, wait, oh no, oh no, ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuu," Erin cried out. I leaned down and sucked on each nipple. Her pussy squeezed hard and more juice rushed onto my cock. I slid in a little deeper until I hit her cervix. I began a series of long slow strokes. God was she tight. Her vaginal walls were like soft warm butter gushing and squeezing milking my cock. I think she was cumming on every stroke. It was hard to tell because she was panting and crying out softly on every stroke and there was so much juice. Suddenly she just opened up. I pushed right on past her cervix and up against her womb.
"Oooooohhh fuck, Baby, here it cums," I cried gasping as the first stream shot out of my cock. She had pulled me down on top of her and had her arms around my neck. He legs were locked around my waist and we were groin to squirming groin as I blew my balls out the end of my cock. Her soft screams and her breath blew against my neck. We were all hot and dripping sweat. I was exhausted and lay there a few minutes trying to regain my senses.
"Don't move, please, don't move," Erin gasped against my neck when I tried to take my weight off her. She still had her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. "You feel so goooooooooooood. Oh shit, you're still hard. Oooohhh damn," Erin cried out as another small orgasm surprised her. I wasn't hard, I was semi hard but it must have felt that way because she was so tight. "Please, do it again, Oh God, aaaaaahhhhh," she gasped arching and squirming against me again. Her tight little pussy squeezed and juiced again.
"Erin, Honey, I can't. Ooooooohhhh Jesus," I gasped. Her tight little pussy had milked me hard again and I could feel my balls starting to fill. She was squirming and wiggling milking hell out of my cock. After about 5 minutes I knew she was going to succeed. My balls were beginning to ache from over use. "You little Bitch, you want to fuck okay we'll fuck," I almost shouted. I managed to get loose from her arms and onto my knees. I grabbed her behind her knees and folded them back against her body. "Now you little slut I'm going to fuck you till you can't stand up," I shouted and began to pound her little pussy hard and fast driving into her as deep and hard as I could. I must have pounded her for a good 10 minutes. She tried to scream every time I drove hard into her but what came out was more like a squeak as I drove the air from her lungs. I pinched her nipples hard digging into them a little with my fingernails. I was almost done when I gasped, "You like that Bitch, you wanta be a slut?" I glared down at her.
"Yes, your slut," Erin cried softly. I couldn't believe what she said but it didn't really matter because I was blowing my balls out the end of my cock again. Her pussy was squeezed tight around my cock but she was so slick it didn't matter. My balls were empty and I was exhausted as I drove my cock into her one last time collapsing on top of her.
I must have fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes I was still on the bed. I glanced at the clock. Good lord it was almost 12:30pm. Erin wasn't in the bed and I assumed she had left. Then I smelled it. Bacon cooking. Damn I hadn't eaten all morning and I was starved. I remembered what I had done to her. Shit I felt like a real louse treating her like that. The fog of sleep started to lift from my brain and I remembered something else. I must have been dreaming. A soft voice whispering in my ear, I love you and warm lips pressed gently against mine. I got out of bed and pulled on my sweatpants.
"Hi sleepy head," Erin said as I walked through the great room. She was standing at the stove cooking the bacon I smelled. There was that pretty smile again. "How do you like your eggs?"
"Over easy, Erin what are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm making us something to eat what does it look like? I'm starved, how about you?" Erin asked. She had on one of my deceased wife's sweat shirts. It barely covered her pretty ass. I suspected there was nothing underneath it either.
"Ravenous," I said walking up behind her. I let my hands run up underneath to her breasts. I was right nothing underneath it.
"Eeeeeaaaaasssssssyyyyy," Erin gasped. "They're sore." I let my hands run down to her bare pussy. "That's sore too," she gasped as I let my finger run between her pussy lips.
"How long was I asleep?" I asked.
"Almost 3 hours. I hope you don't mind but I used your shower and found this old sweat shirt in the closet," Erin said. "It was your wife's wasn't it?"
"Yes, do I have time for a shower?" I asked.
"Sure if it's quick. It'll be another 15 or 20 minutes," Erin said. I put my arms around her and kissed her neck. 'Mmmmmm I love that." She twisted in my arms and kissed me.
"Erin, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have," is all I got out before Erin cut me off.
"Ssssssssssshhhhhhhhh, it's okay," Erin said. "Go take your shower."
Twenty minutes later I had pulled on a robe and was sitting at the counter eating bacon and eggs with hash brown potatoes and toast. We didn't say much while we were eating. When we finished Erin rinsed the dishes and put them in the dish washer. I sat and watched her. She really was pretty and she had flawless skin with a nice hard body. When she finished she came over and looked into my eyes.
"What are you staring at?" I asked.
"Your eyes, they're beautiful. Come on," Erin said taking my hands and pulling at me.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Back to bed so you can make me your slut," Erin responded.
"Whoa girl, I don't think that's such a good idea," I said.
"Please, I'm so horny," Erin said while taking my hand and placing it against her bare pussy. "See how wet I am. I want to feel your big cock inside me again," she said squirming against my hand. "Oh God yes," she gasped squirming on the finger I had curled into her pussy. She was very wet. "I'm gonna, oooooohhhhhhhuuuuuuuu," She cried out squeezing her thighs together and squirming on my finger. "What are, you doing, to me?"
"You mean this?" I said curling my finger against her G spot. "Good isn't it Baby? I better stop. I'm old enough to be your grandfather," I said teasing her again.
"Oh God, don't you dare," Erin cried. Her hips circled and thrust fucking my finger.
"Don't I dare what Erin?" I asked teasing her some more.
"Stop, oh God, I'm, I'm, oooooohhhhhhh nooooooooooooo, why'd you stop," Erin cried out. Her hands were inside my robe fondling my cock.
"You told me to stop Erin," I teased. Erin was trying to crawl up into my lap on the stool. "What do you want Erin?" I was teasing her not letting her get up on my lap.
"Cock, I want your cock," Erin hissed. "Oh God make me your slut."
"Are you willing to earn it? Do you really want to be my slut?" I asked still teasing her. I let my hand cup her wet pussy dragging a finger between her cunt lips.
"Yes, yes, anything, oh God pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaase," Erin gasped when I let my finger slide inside her cunt.
"You know a slut has to do anything her Master asks Erin," I said continuing to tease her. She was stroking my cock while her pussy squirmed and wiggled on my finger. "Are you willing to do that?"
"Yes, anything, oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh God," Erin gasped cumming on my finger. "Fuck me, please, fuck me."
"Not yet, you have to earn it," I said still teasing. I pulled the tie on my robe and let it fall open. "On your knees Erin, we're going to see if you really want to be my slut. You're going to get a quick course in slut training." Erin quickly complied and I ordered, "Now lick my cock and balls until I tell you to stop and do it slowly."
"Yes Master," Erin replied. I raised my eyebrows wondering how she knew that was the proper response. Then she asked me a question that really got me wondering. "Can I kiss or only lick Sir?" Erin asked.
"You may kiss but no sucking or stroking my cock with your hand," I responded. "Begin." Her warm lips kissed the base of my cock and then she lifted my scrotum and kissed the tender parts underneath making me arch and groan. Erin licked and kissed every portion of my balls and cock. God she was learning fast. After 10 minutes my cock was throbbing and jerking in her hand. The clear juice of my precum was seeping from the tip and I knew I was getting close. Her tongue lapped at my knob polishing it as she lapped up the juice. "Oooooooooohhhhhhhh Jeeeeeeesus, that's good baby," I gasped when she pursed her lips and kissed the tip of my cock. "Wait," I said grabbing a handful of hair and pulling her mouth away. I was having trouble concentrating and I didn't want to cum yet.
"Why'd you make me stop Sir, you were going to cum," Erin said. She was still holding my cock but I had let go of her hair.
"A slut must make her Master cum properly and I'm going to tell you how to do it. Do you understand Erin?" I asked.
"Yes Sir," Erin said.
"Good, now here's what I want you to do. When we begin again you may kiss and lick my cock as you did before but when I start seeping again and you feel that I'm going to cum you are to let the head of my cock slip into your mouth and use your tongue. Just the head nothing else. You are not to bob your head or stroke my cock. When I cum you must swallow every drop. If you don't you can't be a slut. You will have 5 minutes to make me cum once the head is in your mouth. If you don't make me cum in 5 minutes you flunk the test," I said. "Do you understand Erin?"
"Yes Master," Erin responded.
"Good begin," I said. My cock had calmed down and wasn't throbbing although it was still hard. Erin began as she had before kissing the base of my cock and lifting my scrotum kissing and licking the tender parts. In 5 minutes I was seeping precum again. Erin licked and kissed her way to the head and polished the knob with her tongue. I thought she was going to let the head slip in but she didn't. Her lips were against my cock and her tongue flicked as she went back to the base and pressed her lips against my full balls. My cock was straining and a steady stream of precum was running down my cock. Erin slowly licked and kissed her way back to the head of my cock. This time she pursed her lips again and holding them against the tip licked up the seeping precum. My legs were quivering and I was so close to cumming. "Oooooohhhhh damn," I gasped.
"Mmmmmmm I love the taste," Erin said grinning up at me and still holding my seeping cock. She ran her tongue over her full lips before asking, "Are you ready Master?" Erin didn't wait for an answer; she licked up the precum and pursed her lips placing them back on the tip of my leaking cock.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh," I cried out as I watched her lips spread around my cock head. It was too much. The first pressurized stream of sperm shot out of my cock into her mouth. Stream after stream shot into her mouth and she swallowed it all without losing a drop. "Sweet Jesus that was good Honey," I groaned looking down at Erin when I had finished. She still had my cock in her mouth.
"Did I pass Master?" Erin asked looking up at me after releasing my cock.
"Hell yes, that was great," I said.
"Am I your slut now Sir?" Erin asked.
"Uuuuuhhhhh no, not yet. There are still a couple things you have to be able to do," I said.
"Like what Master?" Erin asked.
"Hang on a minute Erin I need to go to the bathroom," I said. I was stalling for time and trying to figure out why she wanted to be my slut so bad. I rummaged around in the medicine cabinet looking for my Viagra. I had already cum 4 times and it was only 3:00pm. I knew I wouldn't be able to get hard again without help. I found them and popped one in my mouth. Viagra is a funny drug; it works differently on different people. I guess it has something to do with your metabolism. In my case it probably wouldn't make me cum again but at least I'd be able to get hard. A pill was usually good for about 24 hours and I knew Erin was going to want to fuck again. They usually took about an hour to work on me. I was still troubled about her wanting to be my slut.
When I returned to the Great Room Erin was gone. The sweat shirt she had been wearing was neatly folded up and lying on the counter. Her sweat suit and bikini were gone. I guess I scared her. Probably just as well, I was tired anyway after all the sex. I have to admit it was fun though.
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