Wow, bravo, not only what sounds like an amazing time, but a great read as well!
[QUOTE=DogPound99;5716731]Rendezvous with a Minx.
Prologue:
It was a typical early Summer day in Maryland; humid, overcast with the threat of rain. I had just started my second cup of coffee while feeding a stack of papers into the shredder, and musing about ways to celebrate a significant project's satisfactory conclusion the day before. Then by happenstance, on top of the stack of documents destined for its permanent disposition, a hand written memo in orange sharpie beckoned serendipitously at me: Corrine's phone number in orange sharpie! Well, I figured, why fight fate?
We had originally planed to meet at some fast food place in Pasadena before proceeding to a local motel. Now, I feel, I'm as patient as the next. And long ago, I've came to the grudging acceptance that things in life seldom worked out as planed. But the subsequent runaround Corrine gave me tested my patience to the brink. After almost two hours of waiting, I was more than ready to pull the plug on the whole thing, saved only by a last minute phone call from her begging for a stay. Despite the fact that all my rationale tells me to cut my losses and go, however, my libido tells me otherwise. Guess which won out? So, off to her mom's house, I go. And in any case, my first impression of Corrine thus far can be summed up with just one word: Featherhead.
But, before getting into the rendezvous, first picture this: you order a multi-course dinner at a nice sit-down restaurant where the entree is preceded an appetizer. Now, imagine your surprise when the starter dish, meant only to wet your palate, turned out to be as epochal as the main dish itself.
The Rendezvous.
No sooner had I pulled into the parking space in front a non-descriptive townhome unit with an unkempt front yard, out came Corrine. She's very much the same person in the photo she had sent me. But to my apprehension, a frowning, middle-age women standing by the front door opening from which Corrine has just exited was watching none too pleasingly after Corrine as she entered my car.
The thought "to flight" again washed over me. "Is everything all right?" I asked, tentatively. "Let's just go. She's only my mother." Corrine said heatedly from the passenger seat. Not a glowing endorsement. So after a brief pause, "you can do anything you want with me, but can we just go, please." Corrine added pleadingly. Wow, what an airhead, I thought, but there was also a certain charm about her.
While en-rout to our destination, now a car date instead of the local motel due to time allowance, my trepidation toward Corrine was beginning to subside as we made our acquaintance. She had a certain frankness about her, and a likable style of getting down to business, expectations wise. And she also has a very feminine way of asking for my likes and dislikes, and that was all right with me.
The public park was a bit out of the way, but secluded and quiet. Heavily wooded on all sides, the park has numerous service run-offs for which, my large, forest green SUV with lightly tinted windows fitted perfectly into one of the nook as if it were a part of the nature's ensemble.
Aside from being quite attractive, I'd thought, Corrine's voice was average enough; a bit raspy with a trace of Eastern shore country, but it was what she had said: Wow!
"Ok, daddy," Corrine pouted. "Even thought you were a bad boy, mommy's going to teach you a lesson. Mommy's going to suck on your cock, then mommy's going to let you fuck her in the ass. " As she added in a sultry whisper. Wow, talking about being forthright. "Is that right?" I smiled bitingly at her candor. "But, you'll have to promise and be a good boy after that. " Corrine smiled as she looked up at me from between the arches of my knees.
The Appetizer: Oral Flambe.
"You better hold on to something, daddy," Corrine said with a knowing grin.
No cold starts and no warm ups. It was an instant hard-on, and I gave it to her straight; a full-on, no holds barred, seven inches of pure throat plunging. And in between gaging and slobbering on my cock, Corrine explored my nether regions with some sort of wet tongue twirling action that I can't begin to fathom.
Unrelenting, she assaulted all my senses with meek-domination and I was but powerless passenger on a mind-bending, heart-stopping, nonstop thrill ride! This little girl left no doubt who was in charge of the moment as pure utterance profuse uncontrollably from my quivering lips. The simply say Corrine gave an amazing blow job would a criminal understatement. This was something very different. I think mommy really meant to punish me this time, and I never felt so alive!
The Entree: Anal Du jour.
The sight of her pale, pink rectum. That even a blind man can plainly see it wasn't meant to accommodate my burgeoning cock. Has put me in such a blissful state of hedonistic oblivion that all my senses now turned arbitrary towards just one goal. Yup, yawl guessed it!
From a supine position on top of the SUV's plush bench seat, Corrine tilted her hips up into an incline, "I'm ready for you, daddy." She said, wearing a crooked little smile that's sure to melt ice. With her left knee arched over my right shoulder and her right foot pushed up against the rear of the second row seat's back headrest, I prodded and stretched her anal canal - - oh so enjoying the sight of my burgeoning cock sliding slowly in and out of her pink rectum. And in my elevated state of arousal, the feeling of her sphincter muscles wrapping around my rod conjured up visions of a python slowly swallowing its prey.
I was so morbidly mesmerized at this point, so self absorbed, that I'd mistaken her whimpers of pain for moans of pleasure as Corrine squinted her eyes at me. "Am I hurting you?" I'd asked, almost as an afterthought. "It's ok, mommy can take it. " She said between clenched teeth, and never letting on to the contrary. Wow, what a trooper! Not very often have I been impressed by a provider. But this little girl was game. And Corrine had definitely made an impression on me. "You've just earned yourself a big tip, darling. " I said. "Oh my God, daddy. Your dick is so hard. I can feel it all the way up in my stomach" shifting her pelvis to better absorb my merciless pounding, Corrine cried in delight!
Once Corrine acclimated, she began to gyrate to the rhythm of my powerful thrusts as the action became downright nasty and dirty. "Mmmm. That's it. That's it, daddy. " Corrine begged. The moaning, the breathless panting and the profusion of sweat from our nude bodies - - Ahh, what sweet pandemonium! "Don't stop, daddy. Please don't stop. I want you to filled up mommy's ass with your hot cum!" Corrine demanded. That was the final draw, as if the outcome was ever in doubt. As thunder echoed mercilessly in my head, the inevitable climax was both explosive and unceasing. Over and over, I ejaculated, pumping her powerfully with every throbbing contraction from my bulging rod until there was utterly nothing left in the tank. And in sheer exhaustion, I collapsed on top of her.
As I rested breathlessly against her body, all I can feel was the plushness of her silken breasts pressed against mine. And the soft heaving of her chest as she breathe. Suddenly, all things, momentous or otherwise, seemed trivial and inconsequential. Time seemed to be at a standstill.
Epilogue:
How long? A minute? An hour?
Even with my vision still blurred from the exertion, and the sweat, the intoxicating sight of my man seed gushing from her pink anal orifice, now gapingly red, was beyond priceless.
"Remember daddy, you have to be a good boy, now. " Corrine pouted, softly through quivering lips. Wearing a musing grin of satisfaction, I shook my head at the sight of jizz still bubbling from her ass.
The total damage, money wise, due to the generous tip I'd endowed her (50 on top of the 150,) and a tank of gas was a bit steep, but the memory; totally priceless.
P.S. A special shout-out to a fellow monger, who's true identity shall remain anonymous in the land of the Redskins, I will simply refer to him by his initials; CBF. Other than his loyalty, NFL allegiance wise, CBF is a cool cat. And without whom, my extracurricular interlude with Corrine would have been possible. Thank you brother, I had a real good time with Corrine.[/QUOTE]
