Of all the women Hayden had been with, he had never found one so wet. Her wetness flowed from her folds. Her clit was sticking up, and he began to lick and suck on it. She let out a low moan and grabbed his head. She bucked her hips upward, shoved her folds into his face, and erupted in an orgasm. She stifled her scream with her nightshirt. Then, throwing the shirt aside, she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up to her. She kissed him deeply and then said, "God, I'm so in love with you! I never dreamed it could feel this good. Now it's my turn."
She rolled Hayden onto his back. Reaching down, Abigail pulled off his boxers. His shaft popped free. It had never felt this hard. Abigail looked at it for a few seconds. She had never seen a real shaft before. She and her sister had looked at some magazines, and she had watched a pornographic film once. It seemed big to her, but she wanted it. She bent down and slowly began to move her long auburn hair up and down his chest and stomach, letting it fall gently around his shaft and balls. The feeling was incredible. His skin was never so sensitive. Straddling his legs, she began to caress his chest, arms, and sides. Then she leaned down and kissed his nipples. It was electric. She tongued, sucked, and nibbled on them. Hayden's shaft seemed to grow another inch; it felt so hard. He reached for her breasts, but Abigail moved his hands away. 'It's my turn," she said again, placing his hands at his sides.
Abigail now began kissing her way down to her shaft. She kissed all around it, then grabbed her breasts, placed it between them, and began rubbing up and down. It was an amazing feeling, as each time she would give the head of his shaft a little lick, nibble, kiss, or suck. Hayden could feel his balls constricting.
"I'm going to cum," Hayden said.
"Good," Abigail said, "I want to watch it."
She laid her head on his stomach and began stroking him with her hand. A few seconds later, Hayden came in with a flood of cum. It went on his chest, her face, her hands, and her chest. She kept stroking, milking every last drop. She stopped and put her fingers in her mouth, licking them clean.
"Mmmmm, you taste good." She had an impish look of pride on her face.
They used her shirt to wipe the rest. She then moved back beside him.
"I've never done that before," she said.
Abigail looked at Hayden for a moment, then she said, "Hayden, make love to me, but be gentle; I've never..."
Hayden cut her off. "Are you sure you want me to?"
"Yes. I have never been more in love or wanted someone as badly as I want you right now."
They laid together, kissing and caressing, until Hayden was hard again. Abigail rolled on her back and pulled Hayden on to her. As he moved into position, he couldn't believe how beautiful she was. He leaned down and kissed her. "I love you," he said. "I've never told anyone else that. I have never felt like I feel right now."
Abigail started to cry lightly and hugged him. Hayden kissed away her tears. Abigail shifted under him, and he felt the head of his shaft enter her. She felt wonderful. So hot, so wet, and so tight. Hayden had never made love to a virgin, but he knew he didn't want to hurt her. He slowly entered her. He pulled out and inches in deeper. On the third push, he met resistance.
"Are you sure you want me to do this?" he asked.
"Yes, please, yes."
Hayden eased further into her until he felt a popping sensation. Abigail winced and then hugged him tighter.
"Keep going, please keep going," she pleaded.
He slowly continued to work himself in and out of her. After a few minutes, she wrapped her legs even tighter around his waist. Then she pulled them up with her arms, pulling her hips up to an angle where he could get deeper penetration. Hayden began to shove harder and faster. Abigail was saying, "Oh, oh, oh," in a kind of high-pitched whimper with each thrust. She got a little louder with each thrust, and her breaths got shallower.
He knew he was on the verge of cumming. He couldn't let go now, not until she came. She began crushing him with her arms and legs. "Oh God, Hayden, I love you. I love you," she was saying with each thrust. He began driving into her with everything he had. The bed was banging against the wall, the bed springs were squeaking, and Abigail was screaming out loud at this point, "I'm cumming!" Hayden also let go, and they came together in a mind-blowing orgasm that left them both drained and exhausted.
They had lost all track of time as they lay there. Hayden rolled off her and laid on his back next to her. Abigail rolled onto her side. She reached down to his shaft and began raking her fingernails on it.
"Does it always stay this hard?" she asked.
"Just for you," Hayden replied. It must have been true because he never stayed this hard for any other girl he was ever with. He was surprised at his hardness but ready to go again.
Abigail threw her leg over his, and her breasts curled into his side. He could feel the heat and dampness of her folds as they lay there.
"Do you always stay this wet?" he asked as he reached down and stroked her folds.
"I don't know. This is all new to me," she replied as she began to squirm at his touch.
With that, she climbed on top and eased herself onto him.
This time, the lovemaking was slow. Abigail leaned back and rocked herself front and back, then wiggled her hips left and right. "Mmmmm, that feels so good," she said. Hayden was in such a state of bliss that he couldn't reply. He reached up and caressed her nipples.
"My breasts are so sensitive," she said with her eyes closed. "That feels so good!"
Hayden pulled her down and kissed her. Her nipples were barely brushing his chest, and it felt wonderful. He looked into her eyes, and it was amazing the love he felt at that moment. Abigail started to tense up, and her hips began to buck up and down. He moved his knees up so he could get more leverage to meet her bucking with his thrusts. Hayden was in heaven. This woman was a perfect fit. Again, she was moaning, then saying, "Oh, oh, oh," in that breathy whimper she made before. Then she began crying louder. Her auburn hair moving and shimmering around her, her breasts bouncing, she was beautiful. He grabbed her waist and began shoving her down each time he thrust up. Their rhythm was perfect. Moments later, they both came again at the same time. A perfect climax. They lay together, exhausted and sated. Before he drifted off to sleep, Hayden knew he had found his true love.
Hayden woke up with a start. What time was it? Where was he? For a few seconds, he lay in bed, confused. Then his mind cleared, and things became clear. What had happened last night came into focus. Last night was the most fantastic night of his life. As he began to remember each moment, his shaft began to stir. He rolled over and reached for Abigail, but she was gone. Her side was still warm, and he could smell her scent, but she wasn't there.He got up and got dressed. He went down the stairs and headed for the kitchen. He could smell the bacon and eggs. As he entered the kitchen, Mrs. Morris was standing by the stove, cooking breakfast."About time you got up," she said. "Did you sleep well?" The question had a tone as if she knew something. Hayden was sure she heard them last night. "Coffee?"Hayden sat down at the table, and Emelyn served his breakfast. As he ate, Abigail came in behind him. As she walked by, she lightly ran her finger across his neck. It sent shivers down his sp
They walked out of the barn and over to his truck.As he started the engine, Abigail leaned into the cab."This is just the beginning," she whispered. "I love you.""I'm cumming, Hayden. Fuck me harder."Hayden increased his speed and ploughed deeper into her folds. Her eyes locked on his and then rolled back."Oh God! Yes, fuck me, baby. Cum in me. I want to feel it.""Yeah, babe," Hayden yelled as he filled her folds with his cum. He held his body up until he felt his shaft slip from her folds, then he rolled off her.Brianna rolled on her side and threw her leg over him. He could feel the dampness and heat in her folds. "That was fantastic, as usual," she whispered. The two of them stayed this way until morning.Hayden was in the kitchen of his condo when Brianna appeared around the corner. She had on a bathrobe that practically swallowed her in its silk folds. Lucky robe. Brianna was beyond adorable. The girl next door has a rounded, curvy body, big eyes, and reddish blonde hair. T
"Hayden? Oh my God, it is you!" she said loud enough to cause people to look.Abigail was speechless. She was confused and embarrassed. She just reacted. She hugged him tightly, then suddenly remembered where she was. She let go and stepped back, flustered.They both tried to remain calm. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't. Their hearts were racing, and there was so much to say and ask, but the words couldn't come. Finally, Hayden broke the silence."Abigail, err, Mrs. Perry, I would like to ask you some questions about this presentation. Could you come with me?"Abigail nodded. "Let me tell my colleague, and I'll be right back."Hayden watched her walk over to the other teacher. His mind was racing, but he couldn't really think.After Abigail told Mr. Williams, they left together. Mr. William gave her an odd look, and some of the students appeared curious. "Well, what questions would you like me to answer?" she said upon her return.Abigail hadn't changed. She had those same
As she looked at the picture, she began to think about that night with Hayden. It was a simpler time. It was her first time in a long time that she allowed herself to think about it. The more she thought, the more the more her folds began to tingle. "Whoa girl, slow down," she mumbled.Abigail had finished off the bottle, and she realised she was drunk. It had been a long time since that, too. She decided she needed to go to bed. As she began to undress, she looked at herself in the mirror. Clad in a white satin bra and panties, she checked herself out. "Not bad." With that, she turned, swaying her ass. "Not bad."She turned back. She cupped her breasts and felt a tingle. Something she hadn't felt in years. She began to caress them, and again she thought back to that night. Her nipples puckered up as she pulled on them. She suddenly wanted more. She slid one hand between her thighs. Heat radiated from beneath her panties, beckoning for her attention. She brushed her fingers over the sm
"When I last saw you, you were driving a 5-year-old Ford Pick-up with over 100,000 miles on it. Now this? Abigail pointed to a new shiny blue BMW.Hayden smiled. "Hey! Single guy, good job in DC. You need to have an edge. And plenty of room in the trunk. Hop in," and he threw her bags in the trunk.Abigail took off her jacket and slid into the front seat. As she did, her skirt rode up to show quite a bit of her thigh. She made no effort to pull it down. She also left a few buttons undone on her blouse. She had decided, "What the heck?" She was already taking a huge step in coming here. She noticed that Hayden noticed when he got in. As soon as they left the airport, they found themselves in "rush hour." Even though it wasn't normally a long drive, it would be a little longer today.As they crawled along, they talked about the weather and your basic idle chatter. Then Abigail decided to ask the big question. The one that she felt she had to ask. "So I told you something about myself in
What a day! His first stop was Hayden's office at the Smithsonian, where he picked up some messages. Abigail met some of his co-workers, including a cute girl named Brianna. She recognised her from her picture on Hayden's mantle. She seemed nice but young as they talked for a few minutes. Abigail wondered if this was the girl who belonged in the robe. It did seem obvious that Brianna was a little more than just "a friend." Then he took Abigail behind the scenes. She got to see some things that the public never got to see. It was quite a tour.But what happened next was amazing. Hayden took her to the White House. They entered through a special entrance, where they were stopped by security. Hayden had contacted them as soon as Abigail agreed to visit. Hayden was friends with one of the high-ranking aides, so it was easier than normal for her to get in. His friend gave them a complete tour of the West Wing. Abigail thought it was just like the TV show, which she loved. The highlight of
As Hayden left, she thought she needed something to calm her down. She felt nervous and tense. She was worried about what was going to happen next. She wasn't the same girl she was 15 years ago. What if he didn't like what he saw? All kinds of thoughts went through her head. Ranger began to lose interest in her right after Carol was born. He didn't like the way her body changed. Ranger was a jerk.She walked around the room. On the mantle, she noticed some pictures, so she took a look. She saw a picture of Hayden's parents, one of his sisters, Genna, and some others of Hayden with some other women. One was a picture of a cute girl in a bikini who Hayden had his arm around. She wondered which one, if any, was a picture of his ex, Susan.Hayden poured two snifters of brandy. If Abigail hadn't said yes to a drink, he would have had to get one for himself. As he poured the drinks, he noticed his hand was shaking. Christ, she looked great. All her curves were in the right places. Her breas
When it finally hit, she screamed, "I'm cumming! Oh Fuck! I'm cumming!" She grabbed Hayden's head and let go as she thrashed on the bed. Her hips bucked wildly, almost tossing him off. Her folds were let loose with warm, thick juice. A second orgasm followed close behind, almost as strong.Hayden stood up, his face wet from Abigail's juices, and quickly dropped his shorts. His shaft sprang out. He glanced down at it. It appeared huge—larger than it ever had been. The head was swollen and angry. He was hard as a rock. Hayden was no longer making love. Pure animal lust had taken control. He placed his shaft at Abigail's opening and thrust in. She was so wet, he slid in easily.Abigail's orgasm was slowly ending when Hayden slammed his shaft into her. It felt huge and filled her up completely. "Oh God, baby, fuck me! Fuck me!"Hayden needed no urging. He slammed his shaft deeply into her. His balls slapped her ass. Abigail's juice dripped off his chin onto her breasts and mingled with he
Our kisses continued. It was as if once we started, we couldn’t stop. I managed to unbutton several of the buttons on Lyca’s dress and, when I slipped my hand inside it, I made a delightful discovery. “You…you aren’t wearing a bra!” I whispered between kisses.“I know, I feel so naughty,” Lyca whispered in reply. Her hand slid up my leg and encountered my swollen organ, which was straining uncomfortably against my slacks. A smile formed on Lyca’s lips “What’s this?” she murmured. She gently moved her hand over it.“Uh!” I moaned softly. I knew we had to be careful because we certainly didn’t want the other passengers waking up and seeing what we were doing. “What...what do you think it is?” Delightful sensations were sweeping through me as a result of her gentle caresses and kisses.Lyca kept stroking me, making me even harder. At the same time, I was caressing her breasts and nipples, which had grown erect. I could feel her shudder when I flicked my thumb over one of them. I slipped m
It was a while before either of us had enough strength to move. Finally, Lyca put her arms around me and laid her head on my shoulder. “You are incredible!” she murmured. “I...I can’t get enough of you. The minute you touch me I want you!”“I feel the same way about you,” I told her.She looked at me and smiled. “You know, we should really get out of the shower before we wind up looking like a couple of pink prunes,” she giggled.We finished washing, then got out and playfully toweled each other dry. While Lyca finished doing what she needed to do in the bathroom, I went back to her bedroom and got dressed.Wearing the purple robe, Lyca walked into the bedroom a few minutes later. “After I get dressed, I’m going to call the travel agent,” she said.“All right,” I said. “I love you.”She smiled at me and said, “I love you, too.” Then she walked across the room and hugged me fiercely. “I didn’t ever think I’d say that to anyone,” she said softly. “You can’t imagine how wonderful it feel
We got up. Lyca began clearing the table while I rinsed off the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. After I put the last of the dishes in the machine I dried my hands on a dish towel, walked over to the table, which Lyca had just finished wiping. I put my arms around her, and kissed her. She returned the kiss avidly.After the kiss ended, I cupped Lyca’s delectable bottom in my hands and pulled her middle against mine. Then I turned her around, backed her to the kitchen table, lifted her up and sat her on it.“What on earth do you think you’re doing?” Lyca asked.My lips again covered hers and I untied the belt that held her robe closed. My hands slid inside the robe, onto her soft, warm skin, and I cupped her breasts and my thumbs tweaked her nipples to full, tingling erection.My penis grew erect and tented the front of my slacks as I worked on Lyca’s glorious breasts. I spread Lyca’s robe even farther apart, moved between her bare, silken legs, cupped her buttocks, and pressed a
Lyca rolled over and was kissing me, hugging me, and babbling excitedly. "I love you! Oh, God, I love you!" she gushed. "That was fantastic! I never knew making love could feel that wonderful! God! I love you! I love you!""I love you, too," I told her, returning her kisses. "What just happened was the best it's ever been for me."Lyca gazed down at me, her eyes wide and filled with adoration. "Was it really?" she asked, looking surprised. "Not even with your wife?""It never came close to that with Natalie," I told her. "I never knew making love could be that wonderful." I kissed her again."I'm glad you came back into my life," she whispered. "You can't imagine how glad." Her hands were traveling over me and her face took on a serious expression when she touched the bandage on my shoulder. "How is your shoulder?" she asked."It's getting better all the time," I replied."It terrifies me to think you could have been killed," she said as her hands continued moving over me."It kinda s
My emotions were in turmoil. From dreading what she was going to say I'd gone to a state of near-euphoria. "I...love you, too," I stammered. I took another sip of my coffee, another deep breath, then said, "I'm in love with you."Lyca gazed at me, her expression unreadable. My heart thudded like a jackhammer. What was her response going to be?She squeezed my arm, smiled, and said, "I'm in love with you, too. I knew it the minute you walked back into my life the other day."I couldn't breathe. Lyca had just told me she was in love with me! I couldn't believe it! My fondest dream had become reality!Then, for some reason, things seemed to get strained between us. For some reason, having admitted our love for each other left us not knowing what to do or say next. We at there on the sofa, looking at each other.It was clear to me nothing was going to happen unless one of us did something, so I slid closer to Lyca. She kept staring at me.When I put my arm around her shoulder, she sighed
“No, and I’m not sure I want to again,” I replied. “I’ve never seen anyone as wild as Gleason was.” My ribs still hurt like mad. I winced when I opened the door of my car.Harkins shook his head. “You ought to get those ribs looked at,” he said. “He coulda broke one, kicking you like that.”“Probably did,” I said. “Maybe I will stop at the hospital and have them checked.”“You take care,” he said. “I’m not sure I’d have done it the way you did, but you got two prime assholes out of our hair this week. I’d say that’s enough for anyone. Take it easy for a while, OK?”“You have my word on it, Lieutenant,” I said.The doctor in the emergency room told me my ribs were seriously bruised, but not broken. “Take it easy for a while and you’ll be just fine,” he said. “And I’d stay away from strenuous exercise for a week or so.”“Doc, I plan to sleep for a week or so,” I told him.I left the hospital and drove home. I wanted to see Lyca, but I needed rest, too, and she probably could stand some
I dropped the binoculars, stood up and, standing in the combat position, aimed my pistol at him. He fired another shot. Before he could work the bolt action on his rifle, I yelled, “Freeze, Gleason! Drop the gun!”He stiffened, turned, and continued working the action on the rifle. I fired at him, aiming for the middle of his body. The rifle flew out of his hands and he went over backward.Moving carefully, I approached him, holding my gun on him. I was pretty sure I’d hit him. I seldom miss what I’m shooting at. He laid there on his back, very still, with his eyes closed. I peered at him, trying to see where the wound was. I couldn’t, so I stepped closer. Too close.Gleason suddenly came to life. His leg came up quickly, too quickly for me to avoid it, and he kicked the gun out of my hand. The next thing I knew, roaring like a wild man, he was on me, his weight carrying me back, taking me off my feet. When we hit the ground, the wind was knocked out of me and, before I could get to m
“Noticed that he checked the brakes,” Moose said. “You’d think he’d trust a couple of trustworthy-looking guys like us.”I handed Moose a hundred dollars.“What’s this?” he asked.“A bonus for doing a good job today,” I said.“What do you think he’s going to do when he hears that tape you put in the car?” Moose asked.The only thing I did to Gleason’s car was put a tape I made up in the tape deck. It was set to run quietly for a while before the message kicked in, so he’d be well away from the building before he heard it. The message said, “We could have gotten you again today, but we didn’t. This is your last warning. Leave Mrs. Wilkins alone or we’ll get serious. We’ve already proved we can get to you any time we want. By the way, have you gotten your place cleaned up yet?”“I hope he cans this shit he’s been pulling on our client, but I don’t think he will,” I said.“So that shit you planned for tonight is still on?” Moose asked as he wheeled the van through traffic.I nodded. “I t
“You want me to call the police, Mr. Gleason?” the security guard asked.Gleason looked at the guard, then at me. I tried to look impatient. Moose shuffled around, looking as if he wanted to go, too.“They’re not going to find anything, any more than they did yesterday, the incompetent fools,” Gleason said finally. He looked at the car, then at me. “You sure you can have it done and back here by three?” he asked.“No problem, Mr. Gleason,” I said. “Me and Moose, we’ll do the job ourselfs, won’t we, Moose. We’ll tell the boss it’s one ‘a them priority jobs, right?”“Yeah, we’ll do that,” Moose said.Gleason looked at the security guard. “File a report on this with the police, but tell them I sent the car to be repaired and they don’t have to come over,” he said. He turned to me. “Go ahead and fix it. If I have the damn lease company fix it, they’ll just charge me extra and they probably wouldn’t get it fixed today.”“Where do you want me to bring it at, what, three?” I asked.“Be out f