I Smithson: Tempting daddy

"It's such a relief to take a breather in here," she said softly, stretching her seductive body. James thrilled to the sight of her full ripe breasts pushing against the satiny material. "I come here often, James, just to be alone. Sometimes," she said, sitting up and bending over, James imagining what her large breasts looked like hanging down, "I come here alone. I take off my heels or my shoes. Sometimes I even strip all the way down. I make a couple of drinks for myself. Think about forbidden things. Then, after I've come to, I dress and return to the office." She smiled up at him. She'd removed her high heels. "I guess you find it mystifying why I tell you all this, huh?"

He laughed. "No, not especially."

"Then, you've guessed why I asked you to come here with me today?"

Without answering, James Groten slid off the couch. He sat on the thick rug at her stockinged feet. He began to massage her feet and her toes. She lay back. She closed her eyes. When he raised one foot up to his lips and pressed them against her petite toes, she let out a long, long sigh.

"How did you know I wanted that?"

"I knew."

He was kissing up to her knees, running his lips over her calves, then down to her ankles. He would raise one foot up after the other and kiss the soles of her feet, Alice giggling from time to time when he would tickle the bottoms of her feet with the tip of his tongue.

He started to kiss higher. He kept staring up at her beautiful face, her eyes closed dreamily, her lips parted in a tiny smile, her teeth shining in the soft afternoon light. It filtered in through the colorful drapes which remained closed, creating a romantic atmosphere in the comfortably furnished living room.

"What took you so long to ask me?" James whispered. His lips were kissing her knees. Then he moved her legs apart.

She looked down at him dreamily. "Do you like touching me, James?"

He grinned up at her. In answer, he ran his fingers up the sleek, nyloned insides of her bewitching thighs. Her lips closed and then opened in a slow, soft moan.

He pushed up her satin skirt, higher, higher still until the narrow white garter belt came into view, and then the snowy white flesh of her upper thighs. He bent his lips and kissed the warmth of her silky skin. She moaned again. As he ran his lips down over her nylons and then back up to her flesh, she shivered and trembled.

Her hands went to her breasts. She began to caress her breasts, her open palms enclosing them, her fingers moving over her pointed nipples. She squeezed her breasts as she glued her eyes to the man's bent head, as she listened to the kissing noises coming from his lips. She began to rotate her hips and then arch her back when she felt his warm breath coming even closer to the dark forest of curly pussy hair growing so abundantly between her soft, fleshy thighs.

"Are you going to kiss my cunt, James?"

He looked up. "Want me to?"

She raised one knee. She balanced her stockinged foot on the edge of the couch. She let the knee fall to one side, exposing her dark, mysterious pussy and the petal soft, pink-purple lips of her cunt.

"Want me to, Alice?"

Alice's sudden vocal outburst startled James Groten. Each word out of her mouth was a command! He felt her hands on his head, then on the sides of his face as he buried his face between her open, warm thighs. Her pussy smelled heavenly. He brushed his lips over her curly black hair. Then he tongued the top of the triangle, then down along the edges until his tongue was now licking her thighs.

"James… kiss me there… ohooo, please! Kiss my cunt… my cunt… stop licking me… kiss my cunt, please ohoooooooo, pleassssssssseeeeeeee!!"

She was screaming! James could hardly believe that Alice Duerr was capable of even raising her voice above the throaty half-whisper he had begun to associate with her. But here she was screaming as he stuck his tongue up deep between her meaty, damp pussy lips. He caught her tender flesh between his teeth and bit her cunt lips gently. She howled, twisting and convulsing on the couch, pumping her cunt back into his face, squirming all over as he started to really lick and suck her hot pussy.

"Oh, James… ohoooooooo, God… ohooooooo, my cunt… ohoooooooo, my cunt my… cunt!"

It became more and more obvious to James Groten that Alice relished what he was doing to her. She cherished his sweeping tongue, his roaming lips and especially his nibbling teeth because every time he'd grip her clitoris between them, she would howl and wail and then whimper before she would open her mouth, her eyes rolling back in her head, and scream at the top of her lungs. "Suck, ohoooo, suck my cunt!Suck my c-unt!"

James chewed on her clitoris. Now her legs were spread wide apart. Now both feet were up on the edge of the couch as he slurped and licked and sucked her juices.

He backed up a bit on his knees and stared at her greedy cunt. Her juices coated her pussy lips and the curly black hairs were wet and matted from his saliva and her creamy excretions.

"You have a lovely cunt, Alice."

"Oh, James, eat it! Suck it!"

"It's beautiful."

"Suck it, James. Suck me!"

"Alice, it's sopping wet now. All gushy."

"Eat it, James. Lick it. Suck my cunt."

"Oh, Alice, it's hot too. It tastes so good."

He opened his mouth wide and swallowed in as much of her meaty cunt flesh as his mouth could hold.

Alice leaped up and cried out: "Chew it, darling.Chew it for me.Eat it… bite it… harder. hard – hard – harder, yessssssss, all of my cunt…all of my cunt!"

And with this Alice exploded. Her entire body convulsed. She thrust out her hips. She arched her back. Her fingers were squeezing her breasts. She was twisting her head back and forth. She was shaking all over as James persisted in gripping her cunt lips with his teeth. She writhed on the couch and finally let her long shapely legs fall down over his shoulders.

Alice sighed and let her head tumble to one side. She was breathing heavily. James stayed where he was. His face, especially his mouth, was coated with her juices. He licked his lips, staring up at her as she lay back with her eyes closed, her naked belly rising and, falling gently.

She sat up slowly. He helped her move her legs from his shoulders. He politely pulled down her skirt, hiding her naked loveliness, obscuring her beautiful black-haired pussy. She smiled at him tenderly.

"That was beautiful, James."

"Thank you, Alice. It was a pleasure."

She smiled softly. "James, did you know we were going to get this close, this intimate, so soon? Did you?"

He told her the truth. "No."

"I did. The moment I saw you come into our office." She grinned and reached out her arms. Her hands went to his face. She brought it up close to her own. She kissed his eyes, then his nose and finally his lips. "I knew from the moment you walked into that office, looking like such a little lost boy. You look so much younger than your age."

He had never thought about this. What was on his mind now was his impossibly hard erection. His prick was throbbing hot, his balls were loosening and then tightening, but he soon saw that she wasn't interested.

Even when he stood up and his prick poked out, bulging enormously inside his pants, she seemed to take no notice of it. He sat down next to her, not too close. He picked up his drink and sipped from it.

When she excused herself to go to the bathroom, he opened his fly. He released his cock. He teased it for a moment or so, then returned it to safety.

Alice came out of the bathroom. He could hear the toilet still flushing.

"I think it's about time we return, James. Don't you?"

He nodded. He was quite disappointed in one way; yet in another, he had somehow expected this of Alice. He couldn't explain just why, but he had. This was no time to ruminate about the mystery of women, their sensual philosophies. He nodded in agreement that they should leave.