As I woke, I realized that I while I was on my back, I wasn’t on a beach. Probably also not in Mexico. I looked down the length of my body and saw that the girl wasn’t Jennie, it was Mary. Her lips were down to the root of my erect penis she was deep throating me. Her head moved up slowly, and as the shaft emerged from her mouth she wrapped both hands around it and twisted them gently so that although only the head was in her mouth, all of me was still being touched, stimulated. Down went her head, and then back up. Down. Up. Down. I knew that I should do something. “Oh God,” I said.
Up. I watched the head of my dick pop out of her mouth. She gave it a little swirly thing with her tongue, then her eyes moved from down there to look up at me. She smiled. “Good morning,” she said. Her hands never stopped moving, twisting, touching me. Her hands and my rod were wet from her saliva. It felt so good. I wanted it to never stop.
“Stop,” I said. She stopped moving her hands, but didn’t remove them from me. “We can’t do this.”
She looked down at her hands, holding me. “Apparently we can, silly,” she said. She smiled at me again.
In the morning light, I could see all of her. Brown eyes, and long dark brown hair that hung down and formed a sort of curtain for what she was doing with her hands. She was beautiful, something I hadn’t allowed myself to see before. A small girl, with a small but perfect face. Her body, too, was perfect, all toned muscles and tan and the glow of youth. I gave myself permission to concentrate on the good parts: her breasts were small but full, with hard nipples that showed her excitement. No tan line. I looked down. Her vulva was shaved clean. I could see the tan line of what I guessed was the smallest swimsuit bottom ever created. Thong, I thought absently.
She watched me. “Checking me out,” she said. “What do you think?”
Sigh. “I think that you look incredible.”
“Thanks,” said Mary. “You too.”
“And that you’re really good at this.” She smiled. “And that it’s been a long dry spell for me.”
“I know that,” said Mary.
“And I think that if she knew what we were doing, Jennie would disown me.”
“Wrong,” she said. “This was her idea.”
I sat up, took her hands in mine, and moved them to neutral territory. I looked into her eyes. “What,” I said, “are you saying?”
She moved off of me and rolled onto her stomach. I looked at her ass, also perfect. And fully tanned. Definitely a thong.
“Jennie loves you,” she said. “Very much. She knows that you haven’t had sex or even a date since your wife died. She wants you to be happy.
“And,” said Mary, “she loves me, too. And she knows that I want you. Which is why she asked you to let me hitch a ride with you to my grandparents’ town. We sort of conspired to have me take you to bed.”
I thought about that. “Do your grandparents really live out here?”
“No,” she said.
“Where do your parents think you are?”
“Conveniently, they’re on vacation. Europe. Rome, in fact. I’m pretty much free to do whatever I want, for another two weeks.”
I thought about that, too.
“You’re a very nice man,” she said, looking at me. “Very honorable. Jennie says that you’ve never touched her, and that you don’t try to sneak peeks at her or anything. You’re trying to be the perfect gentleman with me, too, but I’m telling you that you don’t have to be. I’m no virgin.” She pushed the hand closest to me under her body, down past her hip, and down further. Her ass began to wiggle a little, and I could tell that she was fingering herself. She let out a little moan.
So,” she said, still looking at me, “are we going to fuck, or are you just too damned honorable?”
I watched her ass wiggle for a few seconds while I thought about it all, and I decided that I was indeed honorable, but only human. I rolled over on top of her.
“Mmmm,” said Mary.
I ran my hand down her back, and down her butt cheeks, and she spread her legs. I moved my hand to my amazingly hard member, and rubbed it up and down her wet lips until I found the sweet spot. I pushed. She was so tight. I pushed some more, and slowly filled her up.
“Unnngh,” she said. “God, you’re big.”
With that ego boost to spur me on I pulled out slowly, then rammed myself back into her. My hips smacked her ass with an audible, well, ‘smack.’
“Oh!” said Mary. I kissed the top of her shoulders and the back of her neck, and scootched my hands between her and the bed so that I could hold her breasts. I pulled out again, then pushed back in. Slowly out and in, then faster, working into a good rhythm. I played with her nipples and bit into her shoulder a little as my hips pistoned against her.
I felt the familiar tingle already starting deep within me, readying me. “Mary, I’m afraid this isn’t going to last very long.”
“Do it,” she said. Her breath was coming in little pants and moans and gasps. “Don’t pull out… I’m on the pill.”
I grabbed her hips and started really pounding into her ass, driving myself deep into her with every thrust, and the headboard began to bang against the wall. Some joker in the next room started slapping his side of the wall in syncopated rythym.
Mary was uttering a little “Uhn… uhn… uhn…” grunting chant as I slammed into her. She pushed her butt a little higher, and her chant changed to a low, continuous moan. I moved one hand around and began to rub her pussy, then her clit.
“Ahhh, God,” she moaned. “You’re making me cum… AHHHH YEAH, I’M CUMMING RIGHT NOW!!!” Head whipped back and forth below me, and her moans turned into a high-pitched wail. I felt her pussy clamp down hard on my erection, quickly taking me over the edge.
“ME… TOO!” I drove deeply into her one last time and groaned as my orgasm began.
“Oh, I can feel you, I feel it shooting into me,” Mary said. “Yeah, Daddy, cum for me.” I reached around and grabbed her breasts, forcing myself even deeper as I emptied into her.
Finally I was spent. I kissed her back and shoulders again, then gently rolled off of her. I lay on my back, staring up at the ceiling. Mary snuggled into me and rested her head on my chest.
“That was excellent,” she said. “You’re a great lover.”
I said, “‘Daddy’?”
She looked up at me. “Oops. Did I say that?”
“Yep.”
She put her head back down on my chest. “Sorry, just a little fantasy I have going.” Her hand snaked its way down to my penis, which instantly began to harden again.”
“Wow,” I said.
“Yeah. Which reminds me: I’m supposed to tell you,” she said, “that Jennie has been sneaking into your room to watch you masturbate. And that she wants to make love with you, too.”
“I’m going to Hell,” I said.
She pushed herself off the bed and straddled me. “Well if you’re already going to Hell,” she said as she slowly slid down onto my cock, “we might as well do this again…”