Phyllis Baxter - A loving family

Kenny grated, "Oh God, baby… what a sweet fuck you are!" Linda wondered derisively how the hell he could know, but she kept on draining his cock of its cum with diminishing strokes, fervidly wondering if he could get it up again so he could fuck her.

The young blonde felt cheated. She continued to play with her clitoris, but she knew it would be a poor cum, even if she managed it, and she was livid with anger at her date.

Kenny Meyer was shaking from the tremendous effects of his explosive orgasm. He had never had a girl pump his cock to orgasm before and it was sensational. The selfish boy continued to moan with joy, oblivious to Linda's needs.

She had become so aroused by now that she actually considered climbing on top of him and stuffing his now deflated cock up into her cunt in an effort to satisfy her burning lust.

The frustrated girl sighed with unsatisfied desire as she realized the car was just too damned small to do anything. And besides, his cock was soft now as the last few dribbles of his cum ran down the shaft and trickled onto her hand. Kenny collapsed in a limp heap, breathing heavily, wallowing in the slowly ebbing sensations of gratification.

Linda finally released the limp cock and slouched back into her seat, her hand still caressing her pussy. She closed her eyes to fantasize, but it wasn't any good. She lay there in utter frustration. She heard Kenny stir and looked over to see him trying to wipe off the spots of cum with his handkerchief. He carefully removed the spot from the dash and the seat, caring little about what had spilled on his own pants. Linda would have laughed aloud at the absurdity of his priorities, but she didn't want to insult him… she still needed to be fucked, or at least, tongued!

"I guess I got carried away…" the young girl ventured hesitantly. "But I did sort of enjoy it… and I know it must have been good for you."

Kenny stared straight ahead in embarrassment, not knowing what to say. It had been good, but it wasn't what he'd brought her out here for and he felt inept and, in a way, cheated.

"Well…" Linda said lamely, hoping he would grab the hint.

"Yeah," he mumbled hoarsely. "It was good for me." He didn't say any more, but started the car and drove back onto the road. He knew that she expected more, but he wasn't capable now. He suddenly felt like she was really angry at him and would blab it all over school if he didn't fuck her right… she would probably tell everyone about what happened tonight for that matter. She was a bold one… not at all like most of the shy girls he'd known. He drove silently until they arrived at her grandmother's house. He really didn't want to walk her to the door with his pants all stained with cum, her grandmother could be waiting in the livingroom or something and see him. Linda was angry and unfulfilled. "Thanks for dinner," she said coldly, jerking away from him as he leaned over to kiss her.

"Right," he retorted, equally as strained.

Linda slammed the door as she got out to walk by herself up to the house. That dumb bastard had treated her like a whore, the son-of-a-bitch! She didn't consider the fact that she may have done something to give him that impression. To hell with him, she thought. He blew his chance to fuck a real hot pussy tonight!

"Wait, Linda…" Kenny called after her, but the angry young blonde kept walking. She stopped halfway up the path leading to the old two story house and turned around to call out softly, "You lose, baby…" Swinging her hips she walked up the steps to the door, anxious to get to the privacy of her room where she could still the roaring fire inside her loins.

Tom and Jean Stevenson called their children in Texas the moment the plane landed in Miami. To save time and speed the reunion, it was decided that the children would fly to Colorado as soon as Tom and Jean had settled in at the ranch and taken care of all the numerous last minute details. The couple hardly stopped to take a breath for the three days it took to get moved in and at last the long-awaited day arrived.

Jean awoke feeling relaxed and happy after the frantic week of travel and preparation. It was a beautiful morning! She already loved the peaceful serenity of their mountain home and the thought of her son and new daughter being here to share it with her and Tom seemed too wonderful to be true. It was like a wonderful dream, and this was the day it would all happen! This was the day Paul and Linda would arrive! She turned over to glance at her husband who was still sleeping beside her. Jean couldn't resist the urge to lean over and kiss him softly on the cheeks. Tom stirred and then his eyes opened and he smiled at his beautiful wife. "Hi," he said tenderly, pulling her to him to kiss her good morning.

"It's the big day, darling," she reminded her husband. "Are you as excited as I am?"

He began to stroke her long dark hair, still incredulous of her striking beauty and the fact that she was his wife. "Probably more excited," he replied, grinning at his reference to his enormous erection.

Jean smiled tenderly at him. "You're so marvelous, darling. This is all I've ever wanted from life… everything!" She glanced out the window and commented happily, "even the weather is perfect. What a beautiful day to welcome out children to their new home!"

"It really is," he agreed. "I hope the kids like it here as much as we do…"

"Oh darling, I know they will! How could they help it?" She kissed the palm of his hand as he idly stroked her hair. "Tom, how can I ever let you know how much I love you? How much your love means to me?"

"We have the rest of our lives, baby…" he said, smiling gently. "Now, we'd better get ourselves in gear to be ready to meet the kids!"

Jean's face clouded for an instant. "You know, honey," she said in a subdued tone, "they really aren't kids any more." Jean was thinking of Tom's daughter, Linda. The dark-haired mother felt certain her son would love it here, but although she had always loved Linda like a daughter, she had her doubts about the girl. Linda had always been a bit wild, even as a small child. She was always more difficult to control than Paul. Jean was sure that by now, Linda would be interested in boys, and from the looks of the small town a few miles away the chances looked slim for Linda to find a place to meet the young people around their new home. Once school started, there would be no problem, but Jean did want Linda to enjoy the summer as much as she knew the rest of the family would.

"They'll always be kids, honey," Tom said confidently, "just like us… There's so much for them to do around here, sailing on the lake, hiking… camping. But I do have to admit, from the sound of Linda's letters she's a lot more interested in people than things… especially young male people!"

Jean laughed. "Well, I'm sure if there are any of those in the area, they'll find our Linda! I did see a few young boys when we were in the town yesterday… hopefully some of them are nice!"

Jean felt secure for the first time in her life. Everything was perfect… she had the finest man in the world who loved her dearly, and now, two wonderful children. She had to learn sex her husband's way, she vowed, to show in a small way how much she loved him. He had been so patient and understanding with her since their marriage, and she had come to accept the fullness of his sexual love. She was even looking forward to new pleasures, for he had awakened something inside her she had never known existed. He adored her naked body, so obviously that she had almost ceased to be ashamed or embarrassed with him. She had come to love the feel of her nakedness next to his and neither wore anything to bed.

She was still repressed in some ways, she realized, for it had been difficult for her to suck Tom's cock. But, like always, he had been right, and she had come to enjoy it because of the delight it gave him and the arousal it stirred within her. Tom had stopped stroking her hair and was caressing the curves and hollows of her body, bringing her to quick arousal. His hand moved to her soft inner thighs, and she shivered with pleasure. His middle finger moved farther, entering her pussy lips where it found her clitoris, and she moaned softly with desire. The hairs on her husband's chest tickled her hardening nipples as he bent to kiss her again, and she spread her legs wide to allow his fingers to play delightful games with her clitoris. Now, she ran her fingernails along his muscular back and shoved her tongue deep into his mouth, feeling wanton and wild and, at the same time, loved and desired.