From: cccdavid@othello.ucdavis.edu (The Gentleman Loser)
Subject: by-request: dianne
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Dianne
It was a cold and damp night. I had just got home from work
and walked in the back door when, after calling for my wife,
heard the small voice of Dianne.
Dianne was the 19 year old baby sitter who watched the kids
when my wife had to do any shopping or run errands. As I walked
into the kitchen she was standing over the stove stirring a pot
of soup.
"Hi Mr. Morrell, how was your day?" she said as she contin-
ued to stir the soup. She was standing there in a cut off tee
shirt, which as she leant over the stove gave me a perfect view
of her small but very pert breasts. She was also barefoot and
wearing a short leather mini skirt. Seeing as how she is a very
well proportioned 5'2" blonde, she did not have the body of a 19
year old. At least nothing like the girls that I remembered from
when I was 19.
"My day was very hard and tiring," as I took a seat in the
kitchen to remove my work boots. As I sat down and glanced a
Dianne again, this time noticing that at this angle her legs were
gorgeous.
She stood on her tip toes to stir the the soup and this made
the view even better. I couldn't be sure but it seemed like she
was doing this on purpose. From where I sat, it looked like she
may not have anything on under that tight skirt.
"So where did Mrs. Morrell go?" I asked, trying to get my
mind off the beautiful ass of the teenaged girl.
"She went over to her sister's to help them move into the
new house. She told me to make sure you got a good meal and to
straighten up the house for her. She took the kids with her so
that you'd be able to get some rest," said the seductive little
blonde, still on her toes. "I'll have this ready for you in
about 15 minutes. Is there anything else I can do to help?"
Boy were there things she could do to help! My dick was
beginning to get very hard looking at that body and listening to
that voice of innocence.
I bent over to take my boots off and I had to take another
look up. By that time Dianne had turned around and was looking
right at me. "Oh shit," I thought, but then a smile came across
her cute little mouth.
"See anything interesting?" she asked, as her hands slid
down to the edge of her skirt. She slowly began to lift it, an
inch at a time. The bare elegant thighs slowly began to slide
out into the light. The hem was right at the base of her crotch,
another inch and I'd have a perfect view of every thing that she
owned.
That is when i noticed that I wasn't breathing and let out a
lung full of air. I sat up straight and said, "What the hell is
going on? You're making me feel like a kid peeking at his first
girlie magazine!"
"Good, that's what I wanted to know!" said this sexy devil-
ish girl. "I've been trying to get you to notice me for months.
You turn me on and I want to turn you on!" With that she pulled
the skirt up and revealed her blonde mound. One of her hands
when to it and began to slide back and forth. When she removed
it, it was covered with her juices. "I'm so horny for you now
that I'd do anything to get you to lay me," she said in a quick
breath.
"You will huh? Well it's going to cost you your ass," I
returned. "Get those rags off and come here."
I removed my clothes and turned to watch her but it too late
she was out of her clothes in a matter of seconds. "What do you
want me to do Mr. Morrell?" the naked young girl asked. My cock
was at full attention standing straight up and throbbing. I
told Dianne to come over to me and to let me feel her hands on my
cock.
She was very eager to please and hurried over as I sat back
down in the chair. Slowly she reached for my cock, her touch was
very gentle. She began by stroking it and then she tried to wrap
her hand around it. Her hands were small but my cock fit very
nicely.
I told her to turn her ass slightly around because I wanted
to see what I was going to be getting into. "I thought you were
kidding when you said it would cost me my ass," she squeaked.
"I was kidding just as much as you were when you pulled up
your skirt," I told her. I made her step over my cock and face
away from me. She had a beautiful ass, very firm and well de-
fined muscles. I took my finger and touched her tight anus.
She jumped and moaned and almost lost my cock from her hand.
"Is it going to hurt?" Dianne asked.
"You tell me, I'm just going to sit here and you're going to
have to use my cock like a vibrator to screw your self in the
ass."
"Oh, God," she said as she slowly lowered herself towards my
shaft. Her pussy was dripping and as my cock touched her thigh
the thought of what she was doing made her come. A gush of warm
liquid and a shudder gave her away.
She was still moaning and coming as she tried to the dry tip
into her ass. I took her hand and helped guide it back and forth
across her wet cunt lips to lubricate the tip. Her legs were
shaking now and she was building to another climax as my member
began it's journey up her virginal Hershey highway.
She seemed to be in her own world as she very slowly began
to guide my cock up into her ass. The tip just began to start
parting her anus as she said, "Oh my God it's getting bigger."
I took hold of her hips, just to make sure that she kept
going in the right direction. The head slide inside and she
started to come again. This was just about all that I could
stand. Feeling my own climax was going to be here soon I pulled
down on her hips and my shaft rammed into her ass. She let out a
cry of pleasure and pain that you could hear across a county
line. Just as my balls hit against her ass my time was at hand
and I began to erupt into that tight little ass, load after load
of come pumped into her and as it was happening she began to come
for a fourth time. This is what made me come so quick, watching
her come time and time again.
We sat there for about five minutes with my cock buried in
her ass, as we caught our breath. I slowly lifted her off my
cock and had her sit on my leg. She was wiped out but managed to
say, "Well, you got my ass now how about doing something with my
pussy. A deal is a deal."
As we sat there in the kitchen naked and totally breathless, I
couldn't take my eyes of Dianne's pert little breasts. Her chest
was heaving in and out at a rapid pace. Her nipples were still
hard and pointed straight out from her body. She glistened with
sweat in the neon light of the kitchen. My dick was beginning to
respond to this sexy girl's body again. It slowly began to
lengthen an move.
Her eyes were on my cock and when she saw my reaction to just
looking at her body, she smiled. "It looks like some life is
still left in that thing yet!" Dianne said as she reached for my
maleness. Taking the sticky and rejuvenated throbbing member in
her right hand, she began to stroke me off again. "Let me clean
this up for you," was all that I heard as she stood up, turned
and headed for the sink.
She was a very beautiful young woman. As she walked towards
the sink, her thin, finely toned muscular body sparkled. I could
see every muscle as it moved. She had to spend a lot of time in
a gym taking care of herself. Her ass undulated as she moved.
She grabbed a washcloth off the sink returned to me. She knelt
down between my legs and, smiling, began to use the washcloth to
wipe my cock clean. When she finished, she leaned over with
those small, thin lips and kissed the head of my now throbbing
cock.
She stood up in front of me and used the cloth to clean the
juices of our last encounter from her ass and legs. She did this
very suggestively and as she wiped her blonde bush she said, "You
haven't forgotten what you promised have you?" I could tell she
was beginning to get a little turned on herself. She took the
washrag and threw it into the sink and looked back down at that
part of my body which she wanted.
"Let's move this party into the living room at least," I
said as I stood up and as I did my now fully erect penis brushed
against the fine blonde hair of her pussy. She reached between
us and took hold of my cock and pushed it down until it slipped
between her legs. As it did she closed her legs very tightly and
grabbed a hold of my ass and pulled me very close to her body.
My cock slid along between her thighs and against her pussy. She
was dripping wet again, I could feel the wetness of her sex as
she moved back and forth along the length of my member. I knew
that I was in for one hell of a day!
We entered the front room and walked arm in arm over to the
sofa. She was still using her hand on my dick to keep my inter-
est up. We no sooner sat down and the phone began to ring.
"I'll get it," she whispered, and reached across my body and
picked up the receiver. "Hello?" was what I heard as the nipples
of her breasts hung down and brushed across my stomach and chest.
I began to run my hands over her body. "Hi, Mrs. Morrell, yes he
got home about an hour ago. Right, I've been taking care of him
just like you said. No, I don't think that he'll have any com-
plaints."
As the teenager talked to my wife, I slid my right hand
along her back to her ass and the back of her thigh. With my
left hand I slowly and gently began to stroke her stomach and
breasts. Her nipples began to harden again. Her voice started
to show signs of strain as she struggled to keep her mind on what
my wife was saying over the phone. My right hand slowly moved
into the valley between her legs. As my finger found her damp
lips, she let out an audible sound, a kind of quiver in her
speech that I knew my wife was sure to hear.
"No, nothing is wrong, I just had a chill," the demure young
sexpot tried to tell my wife.
Slowly I moved my other hand to her breasts. I cupped her
left breast in my hand and began to lightly slide my fingers from
her rib cage to her very hard nipple as my fingers got closer her
voice began to quiver a little more.
"No, everything is fine here," the sweaty teen said with as
much conviction as she could muster. That is when my fingers
found the lips of her sex. She let out an uncontrolled little
gasp.
"Umm, can I call you back in a little while, Kate?"
I slowly inserted one of my fingers between the moist lips
of her very damp sex. I didn't have to enter very far and I
began to move my finger around the inner lips of her sex.
"Yes, Kathy, I'll take care of it," she said hastily on this
end of the phone, "but I really must go now, I have soup boiling
on the stove."
Just then I grabbed her nipple between the fingers of my
left hand and began to squeeze, gently at first. As I saw her
reaction and felt the moistness of her sex increase I began to
use more force.
Her mouth was dry and she struggled to keep her voice unemo-
tional, "Right Kathy, I'll finish up, but I really have to go
now. Right, I'll take care of it! Yea, I'll be sure and tell
him, good bye."
She breathed a sigh of relief as she hung the phone back on
the receiver. She started to try to move back to her original
position, but as she did, I kept my hand firmly against her sex.
She pushed back and felt the fingers of my right hand begin to
enter her very wet sex. She stopped moving back. She was ex-
tremely exited. I think that the idea of talking with my wife
and being naked on her hands and knees, bent over my throbbing
member as she spoke was what really drove her to this excited a
state. "You are a real bastard!" she said in a heavy frustrated
voice. The high pitched little girl sound had left her complete-
ly, she sounded like a woman in the heat of passion now. "Don't
you think that your wife knew something was wrong?"
With that I tightened my grip on her sensitive nipple and
moved another finger into her wet honey pot. "Oh God," she said,
"That feels great!" as my hands continued to explore the differ-
ent parts of her body. She began to reach for my cock, but I
told her to just stay as she was and enjoy what was happening.
It didn't take much convincing, and she remained on all
fours straddling my body. Her breasts were hard and unyielding
with the nipples pointing down to my cock. They strained to make
themselves harder and longer as my left hand played with each
breast. She moved her body so that her nipples could rub against
me. As she did I pulled my fingers out of her blonde bush and
gave her a slight slap on her tight little ass. She shuddered.
"Just stay as you are," I told her again.
She straightened back up. "Would you please put your hand
back in me?" Dianne said, "I really am damn near ready to come!"
I slowly started to feel the back of her thighs, moving my
hand up and down on the inside of those well-structured legs.
I'd gently move my hand from her knee to her crotch. I made sure
that I always just stopped short of her sex, but I kept getting
closer and closer to that wet golden part of her body. Each time
that I started my movement upwards toward her sex she would hold
her breath. This time I was going to enter her, I started my
hand up and she said, "Hurry, please." By the time my hand got
to her bush she was moaning and shivering as she came. Her pussy
was dripping wet and getting wetter. I could see and feel her
quivering as she came. "You son of a bitch...oh..oh," was all
that she could say.
The shaking and quivering began to subside and she collapsed
onto my lap. I took my hand and slid it over her buttocks and
down to her cunt lips. They were soaked in female juices. As my
fingers touched her she moaned again. I parted her lips and
inserted my finger.
"You are a real son of a bitch," she said, and meant every
word of it. "So far you haven't done a thing that I've wanted,
except for making me come. I'd really like to get your cock into
my cunnie. That's what I'd really enjoy, and you promised!" She
just laid there across my lap as I fingered her damp pussy.
"It's exciting to be under the control of someone else. You made
me feel like a real whore when I was on the phone to your wife.
That really turned me on. Having you here naked and finger
fucking me while I talked to your wife. God that was a real turn
on! In fact just thinking about it is starting to make me horny
again." A smile came across her face as she looked at me and
rolled over. "What do you want me to do now?" she asked with a
nasty little smile on her face.
She reached down and took my hand and laid it on her mound,
which was still wet and full of her dew. "Do you like my body?"
she asked in a coy manner.
"Do you really think that I'd be sitting here nude with my
hand on your cunt if I didn't?" was my answer. "What would you
like to do?"
"Will you do whatever I ask?" was Dianne's question.
"I'll do anything you feel like having me do. How's that?"
I answered.
"Great, you can start by putting a couple of your fingers
into me!"
Being true to my word, I slowly parted her legs and slid my
hand over the deliciously wet lips of her cunt. I slowly slipped
one finger between the lips so I could lubricate my fingers. She
was a sexual machine. Her pussy was constantly wet and my fin-
gers entered with ease. First two, then a third. She raised her
knees and moved her hip forward to make it easier for me to get
my fingers into a comfortable position. I began to slowly move
my fingers in and out of her and she loved it. She turned on her
side with her knees still wide apart and my hand deep inside her
golden box. The reason she turned soon became evident. She was
laying across my lap and her breasts were on my right leg. This
made a perfect position for her. Her face was directly in front
of my cock and balls. I was still hard from the phone conversa-
tion that she had had with my wife, so as I was moving my fingers
around inside her, she reached out and took a hold of my cock
with her left hand and propped herself up on her elbow between my
legs. She began stroking my dick, this time with a firm grip
around the shaft, Her smile widened as she felt the extra pres-
sure this added to my grasp of her pussy. She began to squeeze
my member very hard as she jacked me off. Dianne then pulled the
shaft of my cock toward her, until it was just a few inches from
her mouth. Slowly she stroked and pulled it, each time coming
closer to contact with her lips. As it got closer she got more
excited. She parted her lips and this time she took the tip of
my cock into her mouth. It was a wonderful feeling, warm and
moist with her hand running up and down the shaft. I loved the
way she looked with my dick head going between her lips and her
hand pumping the shaft.
All of a sudden her legs went together and tightened on my
hand. I had forgotten about what I was supposed to be doing. I
again began to pump my fingers in and out of that great pussy.
As I got my hand down to her cunt, I made sure that each time my
thumb could come into contact with her clit it did. Slowly she
began her march down my shaft, more and more of my cock was
disappearing into her mouth. I couldn't believe that she could
get that much of my cock into such a small looking mouth, but it
was happening. Inch by inch my dick was being enveloped by this
amazing little doll.
To be continued!
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