Kevin was standing in a towel in the master bedroom getting ready for bed when Jenn rushed in with a frightened look on her face. She was wearing a red satin robe that ended inches below her pussy. It was obvious to him that she was naked underneath, and he felt himself getting hard.
"Dammit," he thought.
The thunder rumbled and the lightning flashed. Jenn screamed a little and ran into his arms. He held her close, smoothing her hair. He could feel her pressed against him through the towel, the softness of her stomach...
"I'm sorry, Kev. It's just that the storm, and I got scared and..." she trailed off. She could feel his erection against her, and she realized that he wanted this to happen! She knew he did. All she had to do was make the first move. God she needed him, his touch. Her body was crying out for it, begging for it.
Jenn backed out of Kevin's arms and without taking her eyes away from his she slowly removed the towel from around his waist.
"Jenn! What're you...?" His words stopped when she quickly untied the belt of her robe and let it fall open and slide off her shoulders, into a puddle on the floor.
Their eyes explored each other's bodies for the first time. She was spellbound at the sight of his cock. It amazed her. All of his foreign male body amazed her. She wanted to learn. He was entranced at the sight of her body. Suddenly everything he'd been dreaming of, all his fantasies, were laid before him. Their eyes locked and held.
She walked towards him. "Please, Kev," she said. "Show me how. Show me how to love you."
"Jenn, I..."
She went on tip-toe and silenced him with a kiss. "I want to drive you crazy and taste every part of you."
Knowing that he wasn't going to win this argument and forgetting why he was protesting in the first place, Kevin reached down and took the young girl's hand and brought it to his lips then ran his tongue across her palm, shooting off nerves in her hand that sent pleasure throughout her entire body; she felt her pussy get wet. She didn't understand it, but his slightest touch, the only touch she'd ever known, affected her like nothing she'd ever known.
He moved her hand down his body, pausing at his bare chest and pressing it against his heart, all the while still holding her gaze. Jenn felt the beat under her hand and the feeling was incredibly erotic. Added to the way he was looking at her, she felt connected to him, a bond that nothing could touch. Time seemed to stop and there was nothing in the world but Kevin and Jenn and the moment was drawn out indefinitely.
He continued the motion of her hand, her nails gently dragging along his skin, their joined hands moving down and down so slowly until her hand rested on his cock. Up until this point, Kevin had been holding his breath, but when her hot little hand made contact with his achingly hard prick, he let it all out in a sigh that ended in a groan.
"Ahhhh, unh... God Jenn, what you do to me."
He bent down and kissed her long and hard, exploring every part of her mouth with his tongue, all the while closing his bigger, stronger hand over hers and guiding it up and down his shaft. When she took his tongue and gently bit it, his hand fell away and without thought, he began thrusting into her hot fist.
Jenn was amazed at the feel of his cock. It was so soft, and yet it was rock hard. It burned her palm with the intensity of its heat. She traced around the head of it with her fingertip and swirled the moisture that oozed from his hole down the shaft and then ran her palm back up to the tip, only to repeat the whole process again.
Ending the kiss, the youngster moved her mouth to his ear, darting her tongue inside it and nipping the lobe. She made a trail of hot, wet kisses down his neck, stopping to kiss his pulse, all the way down to his nipples, running her tongue over them and scraping them with her teeth. Gently she bit one.
"Unnnggg," he groaned and continued his thrusting while he guided her other hand to his balls. "Touch me, Jenn. Touch me here."
She continued to jack him off, gently squeezing his cock with one hand and massaging his balls with the other until he could feel the orgasm building. Not wanting to cum, he pushed her hands away.
"C'mere, Love," he said, slowly drawing her to the bed.
Then they lay down, and he hugged her to him, pressing their bodies together, head to toe. He could feel her aroused nipples pressing into his chest, and she could feel his erection pressing into her tummy. Boldly, Jenn thrust her thigh in between his and they rolled together until she was on the bottom and the older man was pushing every inch of himself against her, making her totally aware of every part of him, turning her on even more.
His dick searched for the treasure between her thighs, and she cradled him there. She could feel his cock pressing against her pussy lips, the incredible heat and wetness of both of them coming together and mixing. He thrust down into her heat and hit her clit.
