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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 25 Location: Canada |
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| Introduction: The third installment of the Blizzard Blues storyline. If you have not read the two previous parts you can find the first here: http://stories.xnxx.com/story/37088/Blizzard_Blues | ||
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Authors Note: So, it's been a while, I am sorry for that. I'd like to give a brief explantion for not being here, even though I know it doesn't quite make up for it. I had a shit storm of problems hit me, seriously. Three computers broken, a hard drive nuked, personal romantic problems, and some of the worst writers block I have ever had is why this took so long to get posted. This is also probably not my best work, I am just trying to get back into it, so bare with me here. I promise the next one will be a lot better. Blizzard Blues: Chapter Three Tom pulled his busted up car into the empty parking lot of an all-night Wal-Mart, the bright lights of the building like a beacon to insomniacs. Unfortunately he wasn’t an insomniac, nor did he even want to be here. It was the middle of the night and he had all but been forced to drive his fourteen year old daughter Katelyn here so she could by some bedding to sleep on his uncomfortable couch while his nineteen year old lover Sara sat in the front seat shifting nervously. He felt bad for the young beauty, less than an hour ago they had been in the throes of passion when his teenage daughter had shown up on the front step of his small cabin in the woods, forcing her way into their lives. First thing he was going to do in the morning was drive Sara back to her dorm room a few towns over, give her the escape from this nightmare he was sure she was looking for. As soon as the car had stopped Katelyn bounded out of the backseat and took off towards the large sliding doors, stopping midway to urge her father and Sara to follow. Tom turned to Sara as she slowly took her seat belt off; trying to read what was going on in her mind. He couldn’t figure her out right now though. ‘Are you okay?’ he asked softly. ‘This is just a little much,’ she replied honestly. ‘HURRY UP!’ Katelyn roared loud enough it sounded like she was still in the backseat of the car and not standing twenty feet away. Making a mental note to reprimand her later Tom sighed and exited the car heading towards his little girl while Sara remained a few steps behind him. They entered the large store and nodded towards the elderly greeter who sat down in a chair near the entrance. With her red hair flowing behind her, Katelyn grabbed a large shopping cart and danced off into the store, loudly urging them to follow her. It had been a few weeks since Tom had last seen his little angel, but he was a little annoyed to see she still had more energy than any one person needed. She had been a handful when she was younger and Tom hoped that with age she would learn to calm down a bit. ‘What all will you need baby?’ he asked as he caught up to her. He put his foot under the front wheel of the cart to prevent her from rushing off again in her excitement. ‘Well no offence, but I will need some new blankets because yours are really old. Not to mention all the naughty things you do with them!’ she giggled looking at Sara who was still standing a few feet back, ‘Some pillows, really nice fluffy ones!’ ‘This sounds really expensive Kate,’ he said feeling a small headache start to form at the base of his neck. ‘Does it matter? Mom’s paying for it, not you!’ the little girl laughed, brandishing the credit card in her hand. Tom couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit; it would be nice for Nikki to get a taste of what it was like to deal with the finances. ‘I suppose you have a point.’ ‘I also forgot to pack my shower stuff and I am running dangerously low on my girly supplies. If you wanted to grab some of the hygiene stuff I can get the blankets,’ she offered with a devilish grin. ‘How about no,” he shot back quickly. He was never one to be comfortable browsing for tampons and pads and even refused his wife when she asked him to run out to get her some. ‘I’ll get the blankets and you get the… well that stuff!’ ‘I figured as much,’ Katelyn laughed and kissed him lightly on the cheek before turning to Sara, ‘Come help me!’ Before Sara could even get a chance to say no Katelyn had her by the arm and was hauling her off to the opposite end of the store. Tom felt bad for his young lover, being dragged off like that. Sara was young enough that she had probably never been in a situation like this before, and she just felt totally out of her element. She couldn’t really blame him though. She knew he was much older than her and he had told her about his failed marriage and teenage daughter. Just never in a million years did either of them think his daughter would show up in the middle of the night like she had. Tom made his way to the bedding aisle and looked at everything the store had to offer, not exactly sure what to get his young daughter. He had vivid memories of doing this multiple times before, buying her frilly little comforters with princess on them. He doubted her tastes were the same now though, but he couldn’t be sure. Finding something that looked girly but didn’t have little pictures of cartoon characters on them he tossed it into the cart and moved towards the pillows section. As soon as he turned down the aisle he found himself with an even greater dilemma. There had to be a hundred different types of pillows here, in varying colors and sizes. They ranged from long thin body pillows, ergonomic foam pillows, typical bed pillows, and a dizzying display of throw pillows with tassels and frilly edges. He had no idea of where to even start. ‘Gross, pink?’ the lyrical voice of his daughter rung out behind him. Katelyn rushed up to the cart and grabbed the comforter he had picked out of it, tossing it around in her hands but keeping it at arm’s length like it was about to bite her. ‘I thought you liked pink,’ he defended. ‘When I was a child! I’m older now! This won’t do at all!’ in a huff she tossed the bag onto a rack with a bunch of pillows and tore off towards the right aisle so she could pick something out herself. Sara moved over to the cart and tossed a bunch of products into it before turning to Tom who was grabbing the misplaced comforter off the shelf. ‘She has way too much energy for it being this late at night,’ she stated, pushing some frizzled hair out of her eyes. ‘She’s always been like this, I think it might be some kind of imbalance or something,’ Tom chuckled and Sara gave him a soft punch on the shoulder. ‘Be nice, she is your daughter after all.’ Katelyn returned a minute later with a deep red comforter and tossed it into the cart, crushing some of the stuff Sara had placed there a minute ago. Seeing her father holding the other one in his hands she took it from him and tossed it back onto the wrong rack. ‘Now for some pillows,’ she sang and began to move back and forth among them, eyeing each one closely to see if it matched what she wanted. Katelyn proceeded to toss half a dozen random, albeit colourful pillows into the shopping cart with a giant smile on her face the whole time. Satisfied with her selection, and making sure she had picked up everything she needed, they headed for the only check out open this late. The cashier didn’t seem to comfortable accepting a credit card from such a young girl, but with Tom standing right behind her she must have figured it was okay. Considering they were in a small town Tom could understand the woman’s hesitation, they probably didn’t get many fourteen year olds coming in with credit cards and spending over a hundred dollars. The instant they arrived back at his tiny cabin nestled in the woods Katelyn rushed out of the car, her bags swinging in her hands and waited impatiently for her father to open the front door. The next few minutes the little redhead was lost in a cascade of pillows, blankets, bags, and packaging as she carved out a little nest for herself on his old couch. She actually managed to turn it into a comfy looking bed and Tom had no more qualms about how she would sleep during the night. If she could ever settle down that was. ‘Do you have any hot chocolate daddy?’ she asked hopefully. ‘No, and you don’t need any more sugar. Get some sleep okay?’ ‘Poor sport,’ she pouted but eventually, after some prodding from him she went into the bathroom and changed into her sleeping wear before disappearing under the large comforter she had bought. Tom and Sara quietly retreated to the bedroom, making sure to close the door tight behind them. ‘I’m really sorry about this Sara. I’ll take you back to your dorm in the morning,’ he said quietly, hoping the sound of his voice didn’t travel out of the room. Sara simply nodded, pulling her clothes off and getting into the bed wearing her underwear. Tom pulled off his jeans and shirt and climbed in next to her, not sure if he should cuddle up to her or not. Had this been a few hours ago he would have had no problem getting close to her, but since his daughter had shown up Sara had curled into herself and Tom didn’t know what to say or do anymore. It took close to an hour before Tom could finally fall asleep, but he found his dreams held no respite. In fact he didn’t seem to dream at all, and when he woke up that morning he felt as drained mentally and physically as he did the night before. Sara’s side of the bed was empty when he rolled over expecting to find her sleeping there. So he dressed quickly in some clean clothes and went out into the living room to find his daughter drinking a cup of coffee in front of the fire, still bundled up in her comforter, while Sara stood in the doorway to the kitchen, her own cup held to her chest. ‘Morning daddy!’ Katelyn squealed, flipping around on the couch and almost spilling the contents of her cup in the process. ‘I don’t think you having coffee is a great idea,’ he said, stifling a yawn and moving into the kitchen to get himself a mug full. ‘Sorry, that’s my fault,’ Sara began, ‘It was either coffee or wine, and I figured wine was higher up on the no list then caffeine is.’ ‘It’s not like I’ve never had it before dad. Mom doesn’t care what I drink!’ ‘Yeah well that’s going to stop while you are with me. Enjoy it now because we are going grocery shopping today and it will be milk or juice for you from now on.’ Katelyn glared at him angrily, almost mastering the same look her mother once gave him when she couldn’t have his way. In response Tom tossed a dish towel over her head and wished he hadn’t. In her haste to get the dirty rag covered in dishwater off of her, Katelyn thrashed out and steaming hot coffee splashed all over the front room, most of it landing on her. In a flash a bunch of different things happened all at once. The first was Katelyn screamed out at the top of her lungs, clawing at her think tank top trying to get the hot liquid off her. Sara rushed in before the young girl could take the top off and pulled her into the bathroom, closing the door behind them so she could get her undressed and checked over in privacy. Tom rushed into the kitchen and grabbed the paper towel, mopping up as much of the coffee as he could. He found drops in some of the most interesting places, on the walls, table, his laptop, and even on the roof. Damn did his girl have an arm. It took a good five minutes before he had managed to clean it all up, and as he finished Sara walked out of the bathroom, closing the door on a hidden Katelyn who he could hear crying. ‘Is she okay?’ he asked as Sara pulled some fresh clothes out his daughter’s suitcase and headed back to the bathroom. ‘She should be fine, it just hurt I think.’ Ten minutes later they returned, Katelyn dressed in a heavy hoodie and thin pyjama pants with hearts plastered on every available space. Her eyes were red and a little swollen and she constantly rubbed them, trying to get the tears to stop coming out. Sara’s hair was all over the place and she had her arm around the young girl, who was cowering into her. ‘Are you okay baby?’ he asked his little angle. ‘Yes. How mad are you?’ she asked quietly, hiding half her body behind the older girl. ‘Why would I be mad sweetie? I’m just worried about you.’ ‘I made a really big mess,’ she pouted, pointing to the mass of coffee filled paper towels sitting in a trash bin on the sticky table. ‘The mess is nothing, it’s already mostly clean. As for your new blanket and pillows, well it looks like they are a total loss. I’m sure your mother won’t mind spending some more money on you, will she?’ he laughed and Katelyn flashed him a sweet smile, moving around Sara and hugging him. ‘I’m sorry,’ she sighed softly into his chest and Tom ran his fingers through her soft hair, noticing the strong coffee smell coming off her. ‘It’s okay Katy. Honest. But it sounds like we have a lot of shopping to do, and we have to take Sara back home so we should probably get going now.’ Katelyn released the hug and rounded on the blonde who was standing quietly near the fire place, the soft light like a blazing backdrop to the gorgeous woman. ‘Why are you going home?’ ‘I have a big project for school to get done before the holidays are over,’ she answered, probably lying. She hadn’t mentioned anything about school work to him the previous day when he had picked her up. ‘Will you come back?’ ‘We’ll see honey. I have a lot of work to do.’ Katelyn took the response with no problems and started to throw her coat on and pull her boots onto her small feet. Tom looked over at his lover to see if she was lying or not but she looked away immediately and grabbed all her stuff. The drive back to the dorms was a long and quiet one, only punctuated by Katelyn making a mental list out loud of stuff she wanted to buy for food and drink. Three hours later Tom pulled his beat up car into the parking lot of the University and pulled up by the front doors of the dorm building that Sara lived in. Tom turned to Sara, about to say something but the words caught in his throat and he couldn’t remember what they were anymore. Looking into her pretty face he started to realize this might be the last time he saw her. He didn’t like that idea, but he realized they were doomed before they had ever even began, he just didn’t think it would be this quick. ‘It was nice to meet you Katelyn, I hope you have a good time with your dad,’ she said smiling at the young girl in the backseat before turning to Tom, ‘I’ll call you sometime.’ That was it. No kiss, no hug, she just got out of the car and disappeared into the building without even looking back. He had no doubts now that he wouldn’t hear from her again. Katelyn jumped into the front seat and pulled the seat belt over her small body, looking at her father with sad eyes. ‘Did I ruin everything?’ she asked. ‘No baby, you didn’t.’ Even though Sara was no longer around, Tom found his small little cabin to be still full of life, albeit the energetic and sometimes annoying life of his young daughter. The fridge and cabinets stocked with food, most of the alcohol poured down the drain so it didn’t prove to be a temptation to the budding teenager who seemed to get into almost everything. He was enjoying the time spent with his daughter, but he was finding that her mother’s corruption was rooted pretty deep and it took all the patience he had to deal with her. Four days after Katelyn had arrived; they were sharing a quiet meal by the fire and talking about how life was going for her. It turned out that once Tom had been kicked out of their house and the divorce was finalized, Katelyn had been moved to a private school and she was finding it hard to make new friends considering she came in half way through the year. To make matters even worse, Nikki, her mother, was often not around the house and Katelyn had to fend for herself most of the time. ‘You should call Sara dad,’ she said after a few moments of awkward silence where Tom was yelling at the stupidity of the courts in his mind. ‘I don’t think that’s a good idea,’ he replied, trying to keep his voice even. ‘Why not?’ ‘It’s complicated Kate.’ The young girl didn’t seem to take his answer very seriously and gave him a funny look, raising an eyebrow as if to challenge his premise. ‘How is it complicated, you like her, she likes you.’ ‘The age difference is the complicated part. Not many people would take to kindly to a man my age dating their barely legal daughter would they?’ ‘That’s bullshit and you know it!’ ‘Excuse me? Watch your language young lady!’ Tom scolded her but she just stuck her tongue out at him and continued. ‘She’s pretty and you’re handsome, you both like each other, and from what I heard walking here that night you can really hit all her good spots! I don’t see a problem there.’ ‘If you keep talking like that I will send you back home.’ ‘You can’t, mom isn’t there!’ ‘No but I’m sure your nanny is just a call away!’ The threat seemed to work as Katelyn stopped talking and finished eating her meal. Tom felt bad, but she really needed to learn that the things she said wouldn’t be tolerated at her age. Hell they probably wouldn’t be tolerated when she was older either. First thing he was going to do after the holidays were over was call his lawyer and get someone from Child Protective Services to make a house call and check up on how things were run at his ex-wife’s place. She was surely breaking some rules. After she finished, Katelyn quickly washed her dishes and disappeared into the bathroom with a handful of clothes for a shower. Tom went about cleaning up after the meal, doing the dishes, cleaning the counters, and putting the left overs in the fridge even though he knew neither of them would actually eat them. He was the worst for that. Unless it was an extremely good meal the food would just spoil and eventually be tossed into the garbage a week later. It took him an hour to realize something wasn’t right. He couldn’t hear the shower running and Katelyn hadn’t come back out of the bathroom yet. He walked over to the door and knocked on it softly, calling out her name to make sure she was okay. When he didn’t get a response after a few tries he opened the door, finding it unlocked, and walked into a very cold bathroom, the small window on the far wall wide open. Katelyn was nowhere to be found. A little chilly, Sara pulled her blankets up to her shoulders and adjusted her pillows so she could see the small screen of the television better. Her roommate Angela had bought a new DVD and they were going to watch it, finding nothing better to do that night. ‘Could you take any longer?’ Angela sighed, holding the small remote in her hand and waiting for her friend to get comfortable. ‘I’m good now,’ Sara replied, laying back. The movie hadn’t even gotten through the previews when there was a soft knock on the door. Thoroughly annoyed now Angela got out of her bed and pranced over to the door in her skimpy underwear, opening it a crack. ‘I’m looking for Sara,’ a soft voice said and Angela waved her roommate over. Getting out from her covers Sara walked over to the door and peered out, adjusting her view a down a little as she found Katelyn standing there in the hall covered in snow and breathing hard, her cheeks pink from the cold. ‘What the hell are you doing here Katelyn? Is your father outside or something?’ Sara let the young girl in and closed the door behind her, dusting some of the snow off her head as Katelyn walked further into the room and sat down on her bed. Angela climbed back into her bed, giving the new comer a strange look. ‘Who is this?’ Sara ignored the question and walked over to Katelyn, wrapping her up in her blanket to help the poor girl warm up. ‘Where’s your dad?’ ‘Right about now he is probably going out of his mind looking for me,’ she laughed nervously. ‘You ran away from home!’ Sara bellowed, startling everyone, ‘What the hell?’ ‘You might want to text my dad and let him know I am safe,’ Katelyn said after she recovered, trying to sound innocent. Sara grabbed her cellphone off the desk by her bed and fired off a quick text, letting Tom know what was going on. ‘Now tell me why you ran away from home? And how the hell did you get here? It’s a three hour drive!’ ‘I walked for a bit, then some old couple picked me up and brought me here. Finding which room you were in was easy, I just had to ask some guy who was headed out.’ Katelyn shivered slightly, and even though Sara was mad as hell she wrapped her arms around the girl and hugged her tight. Angela was still looking at them with a dumbstruck expression on her face, not entirely sure to make of this situation. Or it could have been that she was just pissed they hadn’t been able to start the movie yet. ‘Someone want to let me know what is going on here?’ ‘This is Katelyn, the daughter of a friend,’ Sara answered quickly before turning back to the task at hand, ‘Why are you here?’ ‘You hadn’t called my dad yet so I wanted to see why. I thought you liked him.’ ‘I do,’ she began but Angela cut her off. ‘Wait, this new guy you have been seeing has a teenage daughter? How old is this guy Sara?’ she asked and Sara knew the shit had just hit the fan. ‘He’s in his thirties,’ Katelyn answered for her, ‘Do you have a problem with that?’ she asked rather aggressively. Sara looked over at her friend and found an almost shocked look on her face, not sure what to say. ‘No… not really,’ she replied slowly. Katelyn sure knew how to shut people up, never in the entire time Sara had known Angela had she ever found her stunned into silence, especially on a subject that would she would normally be very vocal about. Sara turned back to the small girl and helped her take off her bulky winter jacket before wrapping her back up in the blanket. ‘So let me get this straight, you ran away from your dads to come here and ask me why I haven’t called him yet?’ ‘Bingo! And who said blondes weren’t smart?’ Sara didn’t know if she should take offense to that, but this little girl was sure pushing her buttons. She had known as soon as she got together with Tom that things would get complicated fast, and she thought she could handle it. But the realization that he had a daughter only five years younger than her was a bit of a shock when she showed up on his front step. It’s not like she hadn’t know about Katelyn, she just didn’t expect to meet her, ever. ‘So why haven’t you called him?’ ‘It’s complicated darling.’ ‘Bullshit! It’s only complicated if you let it be! Look, I know me showing up out of the blue was not what you had signed up for, and I am sorry. If I had known my dad was seeing you I would have called ahead before arriving like I did. But the fact of the matter is you both like each other, and you make him really happy!’ ‘Actually she kind of has a point Sara,’ Angela added, ‘you seemed happier too.’ ‘Wait! What?’ Sara exclaimed, turning to her usually over protective friend who now sat up in bed. ‘Maybe dating someone older will be good for you. No offence, but you tend to go for the assholes!’ ‘Are you seriously saying you are okay with me dating someone who is twice my age Angela?’ The tanned beauty shrugged and went back to the movie, pressing play on the remote. Sara couldn’t believe what was going on here. First Katelyn randomly showed up out of nowhere for the second time in a week, and then her best friend was pretty much saying she didn’t care if the guy she had been seeing was a lot older than her. What the hell was going on? ‘Either way you and my dad need to talk, so I figured now was as good a time as any. He will come to pick me up, you can go down to greet him and tell him why I ran away like I did, then the two of you can go back home and do what bunnies do!’ ‘And where exactly are you going to stay? If you think your father is just going to let you get away with what you did and stay here for the night you are dead wrong. He is going to be so pissed that he probably won’t even notice I am here!’ ‘Well then fine, then you can come back with us. Just promise to be quiet tonight, my delicate ears doesn’t need to hear you moaning all night long. I am impressionable you know.’ Angela couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the little girls comment and Sara had to throw her pillow at her to get her to shut up. ‘I’m not sure this is a good idea Katelyn.’ ‘Call me Kate, or Katie. Everyone else does. But don’t worry about my dad, he’s like putty in my hands if I bat my eye lashes at him, so he won’t be a problem. All you have to figure out is do you want to be with him? Does he make you happy? Cause if so then I will try and stay out of the way as much as possible. It will be like I am not even there!’ Over the next few hours, while they waited for Tom to show up and collect his deviant daughter, the three girls watched the movie, Angela and Katelyn joking back and forth about how dumb the actors were and how the story made no sense what so ever. Sara remained quiet, trying to think about everything the young girl had told her. She hadn’t called Tom because she felt a little cornered by the turn of events, afraid that if she stayed with him one of two things would happen; either she would try to act older than she was and be a mother figure to her man’s young daughter, or that Katelyn would hate her and make her life a living hell. As it turned out though Katelyn didn’t see those as the only two outcomes. She guessed it was because they were so close in age, but it seemed like the girl saw Sara as more of a friend than anything else and she just wanted her dad to be happy. By the time she had come to a decision on how to proceed her phone buzzed and she found a text from Tom saying he was waiting in the cold and to send his daughter out. ‘He’s here.’ ‘So what’s it going to be?’ Out of his mind with anger, Tom sat impatiently in his car waiting for Katelyn to come out of the dorm hall so he could yell at her. He had spent the better part of an hour running around the woods looking for her before getting the text from Sara saying she had shown up at her room in the middle of the night. Tom made the three hour trip in record time as he sped the entire way there, only one thing on his mind. A few minutes after arriving the doors opened up and out walked two young women, Katelyn followed by a nervous looking Sara who had her coat wrapped around her small frame to protect against the cold wind and snow that was coming down. ‘What the fuck were you thinking!’ he yelled when Katelyn quickly got in the back seat and Sara climbed into the passenger seat. ‘I was thinking I was going to get you and Sara back together!’ ‘You could have gotten raped, or killed out there in the middle of the night! I was going out of my mind trying to look for you! You are in so much trouble right now!’ he screamed. ‘I’m sorry daddy,’ she said in her most innocent sounding voice, her eyes dropping, ‘I won’t do it again,’ she cried. ‘You’re damn right you won’t! You are going right back to your mothers tomorro-’ he said but the look on his daughters pretty little face took the wind from his sails. She looked so sad he couldn’t bear yelling at her anymore, so he turned towards Sara who was waiting patiently for him to finish. ‘Don’t be too hard on her,’ she said softly. ‘Thank you for letting me know where she was. You don’t know how much it means to me.’ ‘No worries. I’m sorry I didn’t call though, I just got a little scared.’ ‘It’s okay, I understand completely. I can’t expect you to be ready for something like this.’ Sara placed her cold hand on his cheek and smiled, giving him a soft kiss on the lips before saying, ‘I’m ready now. Katie and I had a good talk while we waited for you; she even invited me to spend the night. If that’s okay with you.’ ‘Are you sure?’ ‘Just drive daddy before you change her mind!’ Katelyn laughed from the backseat. Taking the advice Tom started the car and pulled back out onto the road and pointed his vehicle towards home, glancing over at Sara as she smiled sweetly at him. He could hear his daughter laughing behind him and he knew she had set this whole thing up, but he still wasn’t going to let her get away with it. She had scared the shit out of him after all. ‘I am not done with you yet Kate, I hope you know that.’ ‘What are you going to do? Ground me? There’s nothing to do at your place as it anyways, and I know for sure you won’t call my mom and tell her what I did!’ ‘Try doing all the housework for your entire stay, and cooking all the meals. How does that sound?’ ‘That’s the thanks I get for getting you two back together? Wow this blows!’ Tom ignored the comment and focused on driving on the ice covered roads. For the rest of the trip Katelyn remained quiet, not pushing her luck any further than she already had. They both realized that if she pulled any more of her stunts Tom would most definitely send her back to her mothers, even though the last thing he wanted to do was talk to that horrible woman. The minute they got home he told Katelyn to get ready for bed and pulled Sara into his room to talk to her one on one about where they would go from there. He knew Katelyn had probably made a pretty good argument as to why she should come with her, but he wanted to make sure she wasn’t uncomfortable with things. He never got the chance to say a word though; as soon as the door closed behind them Sara leapt into his arms and kissed him deeply. ‘Well I wasn’t expecting that!’ he exclaimed as they fell onto their bed, her small body held tightly in his arms. ‘What had you been expecting?’ she asked, playfully kissing his nose. ‘Some talking.’ ‘We can talk tomorrow. What I want to do now involves grunting and moaning, not talking!’ ‘Katelyn is just outside though,’ he pointed out, struggling with his desire. ‘She and I have an understanding. For tonight she is going to listen to her music, so she shouldn’t be able to hear us. Now are you really going to turn down sex?’ Whatever argument Tom was going to make evaporated as tender, soft lips started planting tiny kisses along his jaw and over his mouth. Lost to his more carnal desires, he moved his hands up under the bottom of her shirt and touched her searing skin as he pulled her tighter. With the passion quickly escalating Sara rolled off him and onto her side, her own hands lifting his shirt up until both their heads were obscured and she had to move away so she could take it all the way off. ‘I have missed this way too much,’ she breathed, and then kissed him again, her tongue licking at his partially open lips. Tom opened his mouth and their tongues touched, wrestling for better position as the tempo picked up. Wanting to touch more than just her slender back, Tom shifted and lifted her shirt up to just above her breasts, finding a silky blue bra covering her luscious mounds. In a flash Sara’s hands ducked behind her back and the straps on the bra loosened as she unclasped it, setting them free. Tom didn’t waste any time diving in and taking one of her hard nipples into his mouth, flicking the tip with his tongue and getting a moan of approval. Sara’s small, warm hands moved down his bare chest and fumbled with his tight belt, her nimble fingers trying to undo it as fast as she possibly could. Releasing her breast from his mouth Tom reached down and helped her, pulling the belt free and tossing it against the near wall. With the obstruction out of her way Sara unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down his thighs roughly, leaving them at his knees as she reached into his plaid boxers and gripped his swollen cock in her hands. The moment her fingers wrapped around him Tom couldn’t help but shiver slightly in pleasure and groan. ‘You like your cock being held?’ she purred, her face twisted halfway between happiness and a seductive look. ‘More than you know.’ Using her free hand Sara pulled the boxers down and over his balls, his cock springing up between them as it got even harder. They kissed again and he could feel his sexy little lover slowly jerking him off, her grip tight. Sara pulled back from the kiss, making sure to lick his lips as she did, and moved down his body, planting little kisses on his skin as her face came to within inches from his throbbing cock, yearning for release. She sucked the head into her mouth, her tongue dancing along the tender flesh. ‘You are way too young to be this good!’ he panted, throwing his head back as she cradled his balls in her open palm and squeezed them tightly. With a loud pop Sara pulled his slick cock from her glistening mouth and smiled at him, rubbing her closed fit up and down along the shaft, ‘Are you complaining?’ she asked and all he could do was shake his head. She pulled him back into her mouth and tried to take as much of him into her throat as she could, bottoming out with a few inches still left. Feeling the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat and feel it spasm, trying to accommodate the intrusion nearly sent him over the edge and he knew he had to focus on something else or he wouldn’t last much longer. Sara seemed to sense what he wanted and she undid her own pants and slipped them off her ankles, never letting his cock free from her hungry mouth. Still sucking on him she shifted her body and turned around, tossing her left leg over his head and straddling his face. With her two inches from her face Tom could see she had soaked through her white boy shorts, her intoxicating smell taking root in his mind and spurring him on. He stuck two fingers under the edge of the underwear and pulled them aside, grazing her hot pussy with the tips of his finger. He didn’t even take a second to admire how beautiful her pussy was, just diving in with his tongue. He licked from clit to hole, slow and powerful as he felt Sara shudder on top of him, gasping around his large cock. ‘Don’t stop,’ she begged and Tom obliged, licking her several more times as her sweet nectar coated his tongue and mouth. He focused on her clit then, his tongue flicking across it and then sucking it into his mouth and doing the same. Each time his tongue found the sensitive little bud she shook and would get even wetter, to a point he had never experienced before. Under his efforts her body started to go rigid and she only jerked him off now as she struggled to get a deep enough breath. He sucked her clit back into his mouth and grazed it, very gently, with his teeth as his tongue prodded at it. Her grip on his tensed suddenly and her whole body shook violently as she moaned loudly, her knees locking around his head and her upper body flopping down onto his legs as her orgasm rocked her. Tom held on, continuing to suck on her clit as she squirmed on him, lost in the throes of passion. To her credit she managed to keep her moans down to a manageable level and Tom was certain that if Sara was truly listening to her music she wouldn’t hear a thing. ‘Shit! That was good one!’ she gasped as her body started to come back under her control. Tom tried to say something, but being pressed underneath this beautiful vixen it came out as nothing more than a muffled sound. ‘Oh my god! I’m sorry!’ The young woman moved off him, almost hitting him in the face with her leg as her muscles still twitched a bit from her recent orgasm. She curled up next to him and gripped his cock again, gently squeezing on it as she moved her hand up and down. ‘This is probably a bad time,’ she started, ‘but I really have to pee.’ ‘Go ahead baby, I’m not going anywhere,’ he said as the blushing girl got out of the bed, kissing him tenderly on the lips before throwing on a housecoat and opening the door. There was a loud thump, like someone dropping a heavy object onto the floor and a flash of red disappeared into the dark. Tom was about to get up and see what was going on, but Sara appeared in the doorway and held up a hand. ‘It’s nothing, I got it,’ she said and then vanished, closing the door behind her. He pushed it from his mind and fell back into bed, his head hitting a cold pillow and sending a shiver down his spine. He waited patiently, but Sara didn’t return for the longest time and he was beginning to wonder where she had gone, or what the commotion had been. He didn’t think about it too much before the events of the day caught up to him and he drifted off into a blissful sleep. |
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