In the Heat of Delight Page 2

  Terri could see that Connor’s gaze was that determined one again. They stood face to face, eyes fixed and penetrating. Terri had never looked upon him like this before, and she had not seen this look in his eyes before today. She waited, empty, open, heart fluttering. The painting in her mind remained real, and ready to be perfected.

  Instead of hearing Connor’s voice, she felt his hand on the top of her blouse, his fingers feathering the button. Terri glanced down at his hand and then back into his eyes. She felt her breathing grow heavy, but she did not move back from his hand. She felt her blouse loosen, and then felt the sun’s warmth at the open place at her neck.

  Connor removed his hand. “I would like to see you in your bikini again, Terri.” She felt his hand touch the next button down on her blouse. “May I?”

  Terri felt herself nod, but otherwise all the muscles in her body had stiffened in anticipation. Connor seemed to wait, uncertain about continuing. She knew what he was waiting for, and she addressed it with a firm reach, placing her hand on his and smiling up at him. “Be my guest.”

  Wordlessly, Connor worked his hand down her blouse, opening it slowly, and then spreading it to reveal her bikini top. Even though it was still a bathing suit, she knew what Connor was doing—and the way he was doing it was meant to disrobe her, as if it were her underwear, and not a bikini he was seductively uncovering. Terri knew that being disrobed was the precursor to being touched. Her chest heaved within the top of her bikini, but she was still not sure how she would respond if Connor were to actually touch her in a place she’d hadn’t been touched in years.

  He did not touch her, but continued opening her blouse and then pulling it slowly back over her shoulders. She helped it slide off her and watched as the blouse fluttered onto the patio table. “Should I stop now and let you finish?” he asked.

  Terri raised her eyebrows. Their gazes seemed locked to some far away golden horizon that only the two of them were capable of seeing. “You seem to know what you’re doing.” Her breath was noticeably shallow. “Please continue.”

  Terri stared down, regarding the exposed waistline of her torso and Connor’s hands hovering above it as a new and momentous line in the sand for both of them. A new heat arose around her, but Terri wasn’t sure if it was blast of summer or something much more personal and wanton. She was keenly aware that weeks of wrenching doubts over how the two of them could realistically or even conceivably feel about each other came down to Connor’s next move. Terri could not contain the gasp that escaped her as she watched his fingers on the button of her jeans, and then saw the zipper being pulled slowly downward. She gazed up at him, but Connor’s focus was fixed on her zipper. What do I want from him? How far...

  Terri swooned, felt her nipples harden and her thighs stiffen, as both Connor’s hands slid into her jeans, peeling them down to her ankles, his hands gently sculpting her legs all the way to her feet. Oh God. I want him so badly. Terri’s whole body ached with the sweet agony of desire. She fought an almost impossible urge to grasp his head and grind it against her crotch. But did his desires match her own? As much as she wanted to believe they did, the last remaining patch of rational thought still restrained her. He could just be flattering me to make me feel good about myself. He can’t possibly feel the way I do. He’s twenty-three, Terri. For God sakes, you’re fifty-six. What are you thinking? You give in to this temptation and he doesn’t feel the same, you’re just as sad old woman. He’ll bolt for that gate and all you’ll have left is your shame. Don’t do...

  The sensation was like a hot razor splitting her body into two halves of pure rapture that joined together again, exploding within her and sending pounding waves of pleasure crashing against every part of her body. Terri cried out. She shot a disbelieving glance downward and saw Connor’s face pressed against her bikini bottoms, his arms around her waist, hands kneading her buttocks, taking her completely into him. Terri undulated her hips against, him, grasping his head with both hands and grinding him deeper. She felt his moans penetrating her bikini, sending jolting waves of pleasure deep into her pussy. Terri widened her legs, balancing herself against him, not wanting anything to end, finding a rhythm for both of them, and then moaning her pleasure as she felt his tongue pushing aside her bikini and finding her bare and most willing pussy.

  “Oh my God, Connor!” Terri’s cry echoed throughout the patio. Suddenly she felt Connor pull away. No, no, don’t. Please don’t. Terri looked down and saw an expression of horror on Connor’s face.

  “I’m so sorry, Terri. I just couldn’t... I mean, I don’t know what came over me. I just... I don’t know.” His voice was a plea for forgiveness, the very last thing Terri wanted him to be thinking.

  “No, no. It’s okay, Connor. I’m loving it. Really, please don’t stop.” Terri heaved a heavy sigh. “Wait, let me make this a lot easier for both of us.” She stepped back from Connor’s face, and peeled her bikini bottoms down to her feet and flicked them away. Matted with wetness, she thrust her naked pussy back into Connor’s face. “Now, please, for God’s sake, continue.” She jammed Connor’s face into her wetness and cried out again, as she felt his tongue sliding in and out of her pussy, sending a relentless, pulsing pleasure throughout her body. “Eat me, Connor,” she huffed throatily through clenched teeth. “Devour that pussy.” I don’t know what I’m doing, but I know I don’t want it to stop.

  Terri’s climax struck suddenly and thunderously. She pounded Connor’s face with out-of-control thrusts, screaming his name as the orgasm raced through her body like rampaging lava. Her whole body shuddered as the last waves of her orgasm washed softly up and left a warm glow of total satisfaction radiating throughout her. “Oh my God.” Terri looked down and saw a look of pure delirium on Connor’s face, awash in her juices. “I thought the top of my head was going to come off.” Suddenly, Terri laughed. “My goodness. You’re a mess. I guess I really put you through the wringer, didn’t I?”

  She waited for Connor to say something, but he simply sat on his haunches, staring back at her pussy that she could still feel throbbing with pleasure.

  “Are you okay?” Terri was suddenly struck by a thought. What have I done? Oh my God. What if he...

  “Terri, I don’t know what to say. That was the most fantastic experience I’ve ever had.”

  Terri breathed out heavily. “Thank goodness. For a minute there, I thought—”

  “Terri, I don’t know what came over me. It was like I went berserk.”

  “I know. I loved it.”

  “You did?”

  “Couldn’t you tell? I went berserk, too. I thought for a minute I was going to suffocate you.”

  She saw Connor’s face break into a broad, boyish grin. “I would have loved going that way, Terri.”

  Terri bent down to her knees and faced Connor, grasping his face in her hands. “That was either the first climax I’ve ever had, or the best. I don’t know which.”

  “I guess it doesn’t matter, does it?”

  Terri’s smile matched his. “No I guess it doesn’t.” She kissed him. She felt his lips part, and she shivered when their tongues met. As they kissed, Terri undid her top and let it fall away. She reveled in the thought of being totally naked and kissing Connor on her patio. They continued to kiss deeply, Terri offering her cheek, lobes, neck and breasts to Connor’s caresses, lips and tongue. When she felt him take a breast whole into his mouth, she felt the urges bubbling up from the depths again. No. This time it’s about him.

  “Hey,” she said, pulling back, reluctantly removing her breast from the warm, succulent mouth. “It’s your turn, my handsome young stud.”

  “My turn?”

  “Yes. Your turn. Stand up, Connor.”

  As Connor obeyed and rose from his knees, Terri slipped a patio cushion under her knees. With his crotch in her face, Terri could see the anticipation already showing in Connor’s pants. She placed a gentle kiss where she knew his balls were and smiled a
t how tight they already felt. She added soft kisses along his hidden shaft, delighting in how many kisses she could make before reaching his tip.

  “Very, very nice,” Terri said, looking up into Connor’s eyes and rubbing his cock.

  “You really think so, Terri?”

  Terri ran her index finger along the length of his hidden cock. She lightly grasped and released the shaft in her hand and pressed it with her fingertips. She could see it growing before her, billowing in his pants. It was like seeing a tent erect itself in front of her eyes. “Coming to life very nicely, I see.” Terri’s voice was patient. She wanted Connor to wonder for another minute or so just when she’d unzip him. Terri wanted the anticipation to grow within her, too. She could tell what was happening inside those pants was not going to disappoint her at all.

  Terri continued to fondle his cock, alternately rubbing and kissing, and then outlining it from tip to root with her hand. Terri purred and whispered. “I think it’s quite big, Connor.” She lolled her tongue across her lips. “It’s making me very hungry.”

  She heard Connor’s breathing becoming labored. “You’re driving me nuts, Terri.”

  “Good. That’s what I’m hoping for.”

  “Terri, I have to tell you. I’ve dreamed about this since I first set eyes on you. I’ve never been so turned on to a woman before. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”

  The words hung in the air between them like ripened fruit to be eaten as the juices ran down her chin. You hear that? Never been so turned on. You, Terri. That beautiful young man said that about you. Terri never felt her age mean so little as it did in that moment.

  “And I never thought I’d ever want another man, Connor. Ever. But I want you.” Terri leaned her forehead against his cock and rubbed her face along its length. She kissed and caressed and took the tip between her lips and licked it through his pants. “I can’t wait anymore.”

  “I don’t know how long I can last, Terri. You’re already driving me completely crazy.”

  Terri had tasted saltiness when she’d licked his tip, so she knew she probably didn’t have much time with this bucking bronco of youth in front of her. “I’ll take it slow. I want to play.”

  She heard Connor sigh heavily, and sensed she’d have to play carefully if she wanted this to last. Terri slid her hands to Connor’s buckle and slowly opened it, kissing the bulge still hidden behind his pants. She took the zipper’s slider in her fingers, and tooth by tooth unzipped him, the erect cock at full attention in his shorts. Looks like a rocket ready to launch. Terri licked her lips deliciously.

  She helped Connor step out of his trousers, and then she reached in for her first feel of his wondrous cock. She cocked her head, swishing her hair out the way, and winked up at him. “Oh my,” she cooed with as much expectation as she could muster in her tone. “It feels absolutely wonderful, Connor.”

  She watched Connor gulp hard. “Yes, wonderful,” was all he was able to gasp in reply.

  She smiled, knowing she had complete control of him. She loved it. I’m gonna knock his fucking socks off.

  What she thought the moment she pulled down his shorts almost knocked her own socks off, metaphorically anyway. Jesus. It’s gorgeous. Terri leaned back and beheld the great cock in her hand, as if examining a work of fine art. The deep purple tip glistened with cum, the shaft shone like polished wax, the flesh pulled taut to its breaking point, it seemed to Terri. His ball sac was hardened like stone. It was as if she could hear the cock bellowing to her, “Suck me! Suck me all the way down!” She felt as though some great marble work of art had come alive and was made flesh in her hand. I’m going to be sucking perfection.

  Terri looked up at Connor, but his eyes were closed and poised skyward. The moment had come. Terri opened wide, readying her mouth for the great and wonderful challenge before her. She regarded the beautiful cock approvingly, and then made the entire length disappear in her mouth in one loving gulp.

  She felt Connor stiffen and cry out. Terri was alarmed she might lose him immediately, but then she felt Connor relax into a rhythmic thrust against her face, and his moans of pleasure told her he was still in control. Terri relaxed too, and began slowly rocking on his cock, licking and sucking, taking it out of her mouth and playfully slapping her cheeks with it, snuggling her face with it, treating it as the favorite toy she’d never gotten before.

  “Terri you are driving me bananas.”

  “Excellent. I’m going bananas with this wonderful banana myself.” She giggled at her little joke.

  She took its entire length and sucked down hard, feeling the grip of Connor’s fingers tighten and tangle deep into her hair and down to her scalp. She began pumping hard and then soft, slow and then fast, the changing motions exciting her like she’d become an engine revving itself. She pistoned on his great cock, and then she felt Connor pull her head hard against him. The first gush of cum went straight down her throat, and she gulped to keep it down. The next several bursts exploded in her mouth, and she took them all down smoothly. She held Connor’s cock firmly in her mouth until she could feel the last convulsive shudder of its shaft relax into total restfulness. She felt whole, very much like a woman in full. She exuded triumph. This was all me, and I was enough.

  “Wow.” Terri slid Connor’s cock out of her mouth and regarded it impressively. “That was fucking amazing.”

  Terri looked up and met Connor’s dreamy gaze. “I mean fucking amazing.”

  “I’m glad to hear that, Terri. I thought for a minute I’d disappointed you, not being able to hold out any longer. God, what you were doing to me was unbelievable. It was like you were enjoying it as much as I was.”

  “I bet I was enjoying it more,” Terri countered. “I didn’t have to try and contain myself the way you did. I could just let go, and I did.”

  “I could tell. I wanted to hold out longer, but just couldn’t. You were ravaging me, Terri. It was incredible. Pure bliss. I couldn’t even feel my feet on the ground.”

  “I can’t tell you what that means to me, Connor. I mean, for someone my age to be able—”

  “Don’t say it, Terri. I know what you’re going to say, but don’t. Your age has nothing at all to do with the way I feel about you. Have felt about you.”

  Connor’s words were like a beautiful sailing ship come to carry her off to exotic lands filled with golden beaches and diamond-lit caves.

  Chapter Three

  Sharing the lounge chair was a tight but intimate fit for the two naked bodies. Terri contented herself with admiring Connor’s still youthful, but fully flowered masculinity. She could see how much his figure had changed from the one she’d known before, even from the one who’d come through her patio gate such a short time ago. He lay beside her in what seemed like the serene repose of a boy who’d confronted a great challenge and emerged both as victorious and as a man. She saw a new confidence in the firm set of Connor’s jaw, the certainty of his smile, and the singular focus of his gaze upon her.

  His fingers feathered her face, shoulders, arms, breasts, torso and thighs in the sweet, giving way of a man who knew now that he had something great and powerful to give. Terri felt an awe in his naked presence, as if Connor had transformed himself to something that was more than merely boy or man, into something or someone capable of bestowing upon Terri a new life for herself. I’ve changed him, but he’s changed me, too. For the first time in memory, Terri lay naked, without a doubt or scarcely a thought about her age or her figure. She could see in Connor’s eyes that he was already past all that, and she realized he’d taken her with him.

  “Connor?”

  “Yes, Terri?”

  Terri cradled Connor’s face into her hands and gazed deeply into Connor’s eyes. There were so many things she wanted to say, and so many things she wanted to know.

  “Connor, lying next to you like this, and you next to me is... is so... I don’t know. I’ve never been this happy before
in my life.”

  “Terri, you have no idea what those words mean to me. I’ve dreamed of this day, these moments for so long, and I was so full of doubt about them. Now it’s all real. I had put you on such a pedestal, so out of reach.”

  They were stroking each other’s faces, showering each other with kisses. “Not out of reach, Connor. I’m right here next to you. No pedestals between us.”

  Terri slid beneath Connor as he lifted himself onto his hands and knees above her. She glanced down and saw he’d already achieved a new and full erection. Ah, youth. I’m sure glad he hasn’t lost that yet. It was the last conscious thought Terri had. The moment she felt that stout and rigid cock enter her, filling her pussy with a radiating rapture that exploded from her with a cry of pure ecstasy, all consciousness within her gave way to wave after wave of mounting pleasure. She felt him consuming more and more of her with each powerful thrust. She could feel her pussy clamping itself around Connor’s cock, as if devouring it the way it was devouring her. It seemed to smash through what remained of Terri’s defenses, boundaries, limits and doubt. It brought her so quickly and completely to that moment of complete surrender that the full crescendo of her orgasm was upon her before she knew it was coming.

  “Oh, God, Connor!” she screamed. She dugs her nails into his back, bit down on his neck, her legs tight around his waist, her toes curled in rapture. Then her orgasm detonated from a depth inside her she’d never knew she had, and everything in Terri’s world collapsed suddenly and irresistibly into a blinding light.

  Even then, they weren’t done with each other. As the rays of the still warming late afternoon sun began to describe the ebb of day and the coming of night in golden braids of light, Terri felt herself wrapped in golden braids of pleasures she had never known. Any lingering reservations about her age, her body, her so called “station” in life had flown from her like a young bird ready and anxious to leave its nest. Terri wanted more. No, I don’t want more; I want it all.