The Weeend

Toni

by

Dancewithme24 and Stephen88

Preface

The story Toni is a collaboration between Dancewithme24 and me, Stephen88. It began as discussions and our talks over time. We traded ideas, made suggestions, and had a lot of fun doing so. It may interest you to know that occasionally after our talks. We would have to clean up. As in after having sex. It was the first for me to writing with someone. Dancewithme24 had not written before this. I found her fun and full of ideas, many of which I would not have thought of. Her suggestions and inspiration have made this story possible. Thanks Little One.

The weekend.

I spent the entire weekend with Toni. I wanted this. Toni texted during the day on Friday.

"I need my Daddy."

Work was over for my week. A shower and clean clothes. I texted Toni that I was on the way to pick her up.

The text was answered this way. "💖💖💖"

I parked in front of Toni's house. Then walked to her door. I knocked; the door swung open. Toni burst through the door and yelled.

"Daddy!!!!"

She leaped into my arms, wrapped her arms and legs around me and kissed me full on the lips. My arms around Toni's waist.

I am ashamed to admit this. For a split second, I thought, 'Oh crap!! What if someone sees us?'

But then, it occurred to me. I don't care if someone sees us. As a matter of fact, I want them to see us.

Let me describe Toni's appearance.

She had white sneakers on her feet. Bare legs up to her short, shorts. A bare midriff, pale yellow crop top, complete with nipple pokies. Her brunette hair pulled into a ponytail. Her make up was very light, which I loved. Those hazel eyes of hers, bored into my soul with manner and smile.

Toni whispered in my ear.

"OMG how I missed you, Stephen. Let's go please."

Toni had a suitcase with rollers and a handle. I took her hand in mine and the suitcase in the other. Toni was placed in the passenger seat, her luggage in the trunk, and me in the driver seat. We drove to my place.

Once home, the car was unloaded. Toni kicked off her sneakers at the door and padded barefoot into the house. Bright red toenails and all. I deposited her suitcase in the bedroom.

I returned to the living room where Toni perused my jazz records.

She spoke.

"Stephen, can we listen to some of your records? What are we having for dinner? I'm kind of hungry."

So many thoughts in her head.

I spoke.

"Yes, we can listen to records. Pick the ones you want to hear, and I will show you how my record player works. For dinner tonight, "we" are cooking. The menu tonight is meatloaf, baked potatoes, and a nice salad.

I spoke.

"Have you done much cooking Toni?"

She looked a bit sheepish and answered.

"No, not really. I can turn on a microwave."

I spoke.

"We cook together. Now please pick some records."

Toni put records on the turntable and the needle placed gently. Cool jazz issued from the speakers. Chet Baker's voice and trumpet filled the room.

The raw ground beef was ready. I found Toni an apron. A degree of alteration was needed as it was too big and too long for her little body. I shortened the straps, so it covered her front. Sadly, hiding those nipple pokies of hers.

I spoke.

"Toni, do you know how to prepare meatloaf?"

She shook her head no.

I went through the steps as I had learned and done for some years. There were herbs and spices to add. I use oatmeal and an egg to hold it together. My mom used milk in hers. I preferred olive oil. I had Toni preheat the oven. Now the fun part. Mixing it all together with your hands. Once blended, she placed it in a loaf pan. A mixture of brown sugar and ketchup for a glaze. Then, put it into the oven.

The potatoes were wrapped by us both in foil. They went to the oven. A few moments of chopping lettuce, red onion, green pepper and some feta cheese. The salad was ready and into the frig to chill. Rosemary infused olive oil and balsamic vinegar for a dressing later.

Toni spoke.

"What do we do now? Just wait?"

I smiled and spoke.

"Yeah, well. I have an idea."

I lifted Toni by the waist and sat her on the counter. Pushed her legs apart and leaned in to put my arms around her. I kissed her solidly. Toni was a little taken aback by my passion. But she soon settled in and enjoyed this. My hands roamed Ton's bare midriff. She moved closer to the edge of the counter and to me. Things were getting steamy.

Toni spoke.

"Stephen, you're making me wet already. You are such a great kisser. Are you going to do me on the counter again?"

I replied.

"Save those thoughts for later Toni. What we are doing now is perfect."

Toni wrapped her legs and arms around me. It was a great kiss and deep hug. It went on for several minutes.

I spoke.

"Toni, let's set the table and open some wine."

I placed her on the floor.

Placemats on the table, then back to the kitchen for plates, silverware and glasses, wine and water. My kitchen cabinets have glass fronts, so it is easy to see where everything is. Toni stood on tiptoes and reached for plates. It was all she could do to reach them. In doing so, her crop top went up with her shoulders and those hard nipples of hers were exposed. She had to have done this on purpose.

Toni looked at me, smiled and spoke.

"Oops!"

The items were then carried to the dining table. All placed neatly. I believed it was time to sample the wine.

I spoke.

"Toni, what do you know about wine?"

Toni smiled and spoke.

"I don't really know that much about wine. Haven't really had much and nothing fancy. Remember Stephen, I may or may not be of age."

Toni laughed.

I spoke.

"Okay Toni. Tell me how old you are. Seriously, I want to know."

She walked up to me, stood on her toes and kissed me.

She spoke.

"You promise you won't be upset?"

I spoke.

"Yes, I promise."

She continued.

"I'm twenty Stephen."

Then she looked at me to gauge my reaction.

Honestly, I was shocked. We had not spent a great deal of time together. The relationship had developed from meeting and sipping sweet tea, to multiple sexual encounters, rather quickly. I looked down into those hazel eyes. Toni needed an answer. I recalled her words concerning how she felt about me. That fact that my age didn't matter to her. A hundred scenarios blitzed through my head.

What the hell was I doing? I had a twenty-year woman in my arms, that kissed me, had sex with me and wanted to be with me. We shared conversation, food and music. She was interested in me. I was certainly interested in her.

I yelled at myself in my mind.

"Stephen!!! Don't be stupid. She is right here with you. Now, here and wants you. When does this happen to you? Take it. Relish it and be with her for as long as she wants. Don't let her go!!"

I picked Toni up and crushed her against me. Another big and deep kiss. Then I set her down on the floor.

I spoke.

"Okay Toni, let's go see about that wine."

I took her by the hand, and we went to the kitchen. It was a medium-priced Merlot. Nothing fancy, but one I had had before. A good strong flavor, able to stand up to spicier foods, dry on the pallet, and peppery.

I spoke.

"Before you taste it Toni, pick up the glass and swirl the content. Look at the color. Then smell it. Can you smell the grapes? What other subtle things are there?"

Toni did these things.

I continued.

"Taste it now. Hold it in your mouth. Can you taste the scents from before? What else is there? Chocolate? Berry? Other flavors? Swallow then. How long does the flavor stay in your mouth and on your tongue?"

Toni's eyes enlarged. She spoke.

"Stephen, I tasted several things. The grapes, the pepper, hints of chocolate and berry. It's all in there. I never knew it was like this. This is so different than just sucking down cheap stuff. Oh, I like this!"

About that time. The timer went off. Our evening meal should be done. I got out some oven mitts. I carried the meatloaf to the table. Toni followed with oven mitts and two baked potatoes. These were placed on the table. Things would need to cool down. We returned to the kitchen for the salad, oil and vinegar, butter, salt and pepper, sour cream and hot sauce. All to the table. Lastly, the wine bottle and our glasses.

I learned as I aged. Food and drink are an experience. Flavors and textures to be savored and enjoyed. Food and drink should be shared. I had to the chance to do these things with Toni. I know meatloaf isn't filet mignon. But it can be tasty and enjoyable.

Toni and I had a very leisurely dinner. The turntable gave us music and jazz floated in the air. We spoke about current events, new items, music and more. It was the best conversation I had enjoyed in a very long time. Being young doesn't mean stupid. Toni had a different perspective. I needed that.

Dinner ended and we put away leftovers for another time. The dishwasher was loaded and set to run. The kitchen was clean and ready for another day.

Toni and I sat on the sofa. I wanted to watch a movie with her. Something we could enjoy together. I really enjoy the movie, "Immortal Beloved." It has great music by Beethoven. A good plot, (although not factual). Toni had not viewed this movie. It was all new to her. She even wept a little at the sad parts.

Throughout the movie, Toni sat next to me. Usually clutching my arm. But as the move progressed, she managed to worm her way into my lap.

I spoke.

"Toni, would you like to watch something else? It is still early."

Toni grinned and spoke.

"Stephen, I really liked that movie. The music was amazing. But I want something else now. Would you put some more jazz on the turntable? I will refill our wine glasses and meet you back here."

Toni went to the kitchen with our empty glasses. I went to the turntable. Some Miles Davis would be nice. It was early stuff. Smooth and easy. The music began and I returned to the sofa.

Toni returned a few minutes later with filled wine glasses in each hand. She gave me one. Toni took a sip and put hers down. She was about to sit in my lap.

I spoke.

"Toni, before you sit in my lap, strip for me. Move to the music playing."

She bit her bottom lip but smiled at me. "Miles Davis plays for Lovers" on the turntable. Toni began her little dance. She teased me, flashing her nipples and breasts at me. Toni knows I love her nipples. Toni caressed her body as I would love to. The crop top finally fell to the floor. She spent time touching her breasts and rolling her nipples in her fingers. I began to squirm in my seat. Toni was making me hard, and she knew it.

The process of removing her shorts took longer. Toni's hips gyrated as she moved and danced. Her ass flashed at me multiple times. Finally, the shorts were discarded. A thin and almost nonexistent panties remained. I'm talking a lot of string and a minuscule strip of cloth, (pink) that barely covered her shaved pussy.

When Toni pulled up on her panties, the cloth disappeared into her pussy lips. I was so hard in my pants. Toni was making me crazy with lust. She was visibly wet.

Toni spoke.

"Stand up Stephen."

My shirt was first and then lay on the floor. Toni undid my pants and knelt to take them off. When she did so, my hard cock popped out of my underwear and hit her in the face. I then stepped out of the rest of my clothes.

Toni pushed on my chest to let me know I was to be seated again.

She spoke.

"Lean back Stephen. You're getting a blowjob."

I did as told. Toni spread my legs and moved in between them.

She began by kissing the tip of my cock lightly. Just the mushroom. Then an occasional lick, after which she would gently blow air on the wet skin.

Toni then took the head in her mouth and sucked me. One hand held my cock while her other hand took my balls and began to massage them. I must say that very seldom did lovers do this for me in the past. Toni has done this a few times for me. She made me feel amazing.

I love to go down on her as well. Not because she asks, but because I want too. It caused me to be very happy and pleased as I watched Toni cum on my face. Using lips, fingers and tongue to make it happen. The way her face looked as she climaxed.

Back to the blowjob.

Toni began to descend on my cock now. Each time, she went lower. Already, I felt my own climax building. Toni changed tactics. She sucked the top half of my cock and stroked the bottom half with her hand. She was very noisy too. Slurping and sucking sounds filled the room. Toni began to roll my balls in her one hand. Then she would massage the skin just below my ball sack, still sucking, and still stroking me. It was not going to be long now.

As I stated earlier, this didn't happen to me often. Seated and Toni pleasured and sucked me. The stillness of my body allowed me to savor the growing sensations. To appreciate what Toni was doing to me. It began deeply and spread through my body. Then, it just burst within me. I came in Toni's mouth. I had never cum this strong before. My heart raced and my breath was quick and shallow as I panted for air. Yet Toni held me in her mouth, sucking gently and stroking me slowly. Cleaned the cum from my cock and swallowed it.

Toni spoke.

"How was that, Daddy? Did you like that? Did I make you feel good?"

I gazed at this woman between my legs and spoke.

"Toni!! For crying out loud!! That was the most intense climax I have ever experienced. And just when I think you have given me the most amazing event you top it with another."

I sat for several moments before being able to move. While I sat there, I had formed an idea in my head. Something I did for Toni.

I spoke.

"Toni, please get up. Face the back of the sofa and put your hands on it. Then put your knees on the edge of the sofa. Oh, and spread your legs."

Toni did as I asked. Though she looked at me questioningly. It would have been the perfect position to take her from behind. That was not my plan. Instead, I lowered my body to the floor, positioned my head between Toni's legs and under her pussy. My head was face up on the edge of the sofa.

I spoke.

"Toni, lower your body and ride my face. Fuck my face, Toni. Cum all over it. I need you to gush on me. Feed me baby."

Toni lowered her body down to me. As soon as she was close, I began to kiss her inner thighs. Sometimes, I would bite them a little. Alternating between legs and gradually working my way to where they met. Toni was aroused from what she did to me a few moments ago. She was beyond moist. Toni dripped. I was quite pleased to catch her juices in my mouth.

Toni's pussy contacted my lips. I kissed her there as though I kissed her mouth. Taking her pussy lips in my mouth, pulling on them with my lips, and kissed her deeply there. Extended my tongue and French kissed her pussy. Toni's response was to push down on my face more firmly. She moaned and sighed, sometimes, murmured my name.

I reached with my hands and placed them on Toni's ass. I massaged it as I licked and sucked her. Occasionally squeezed her ass cheeks. Toni began to move her hips, and I matched her movement with my own. We had a good rhythm going now. Toni's moans and groans became louder and matched our rhythm.

Toni moaned.

"Oh, fuck this is good. Stephen, this is so fucking good. I'm gonna cum soon. It's gonna be a big one too. Oh, fuuuuccccckkkkkk."

Toni rode me and pressed harder, her pubic bone firmly on me. I helped by pushing down on her ass. She went faster, I went faster. We were in sync.

Toni's body began to tighten. Her thighs gripped my head, and she pushed down on me even harder. Toni was going to cum. I loved it.

Her body began to vibrate and shake. I heard her voice. It started as a low moan but built in volume and pitch to a scream. I hoped the neighbors wouldn't call the police. Toni's body went ridged. Her pussy and body pressed on my face so firmly, I couldn't breathe. Toni's climax seemed to go on and on. Then, she not only gushed, but squirted. It filled my mouth and covered my face. I tried to drink it all and breathe at the same time. Still, Toni shook with orgasm. She was right, it was a big one.

It passed and Toni collapsed on the sofa. I managed to extract my head from between her legs and stand. Toni lay there and it looked like an uncomfortable position. Her juices covered my face and chest. I helped Toni to turn and sit. She panted and moaned still. I picked her up, sat down myself and held her in my lap. The fact of holding her after such an amazing time, was just about as good as the sex. Skin to skin contact and other shared climaxes. I was in no hurry. I kissed her forehead and her cheeks. Then her lips She tasted like my cum and I know she tasted her pussy on me. Soon, she began to return my affection.

I spoke.

"Toni, how about a shower and then bed?"

She spoke.

"Yeah, we kind of need that now. We are going to have sex though. Right?"

I answered.

"Yup!"

We moved to the bathroom and to the shower. A few moments passed as the water warmed. Then in we went and together. Toni's body was slippery, but it wasn't like she was trying to get away. I had washed her before and enjoyed it just as much again. I paid attention to the best parts. Washing those nipples, soaping the ass and pussy. I lingered there awhile.

Toni was good enough to return the favor. She spent much time washing my cock and my ass. Toni washed my face and chest too, as they had lots of Toni juice on them. We finished and dried.

Toni spoke.

"Stephen, I was kind of tired after the sofa sex. The shower woke me up. Can we go to bed now and play?"

I spoke.

"Well Toni, that was my plan all along. I wanted to take you to bed and do it the "old fashioned way."

Toni spoke.

"What does that mean?"

I spoke and took her by the hand.

"Come with me Toni. Let's go to bed and I will show you."

Toni followed me to bed. We got in together. Toni was on her back and me next to her. I pulled her close and kissed her softly. Affectionate kisses and gentle caresses for Toni. I am a romantic, I know this. I loved to give Toni love and affection. She liked it as well I think, but I knew she liked things rough too.

The kissing became more impassioned. The hands roamed each other and found those spots that aroused the other. Nipples were pulled and twisted by both. My cock was squeezed and stroked. Toni's pussy was rubbed at first, but later penetrated with my fingers. I became stiff, she became wet, our lips were on each other and roaming as our hands did. We had aroused each other.

I moved atop Toni, placed my body between her legs. She opened them for me. I looked into her eyes as my cock lined with slit. I began a slow insertion. Very slow, a centimeter at a time.

I watched Toni's face intently, and she returned my gaze. Her mouth opened in a wordless groan as I moved inside her. Toni's eyes wide with excitement. She reached around with her hands to place them on my ass. Her intent was to hurry the process, but I had none of that. We would do things my way this time.

This was a slow and passionate fuck or making love if you will. Much elapsed before I was entirely inserted into Toni's pussy. I held still for several seconds before moving again. While making love slowly doesn't feel like a good hard pounding, it has a different intensity. The way my cock stretched Toni. Or the way it tried to grip me when I withdrew.

I did love fucking Toni. She was energetic, creative, and very passionate. This was something else. This was making love. Toni lay underneath me as I slowly pumped her. She would coo and it was obvious she enjoyed this too. Occasionally, I would lean down and kiss her. I made sure to apply pressure to her pubic bone and stimulate her clit. Toni took time to arouse and build to climax. Doing this together was touching for me. The sight of her under me. Toni reached for my arms or shoulders, her hands always in contact with me. The part I liked the most, (besides burying my cock in Toni,) was watching her face as we made love. This was intimate.