Untamed Passion

Gordon’s mouth fell open in astonishment…the white tee shirt was all but transparent, and the wet shorts might have been painted on with a brush. Carrie’s entire body was on display, and she was gorgeous. “I got a little wet trying to get the boys cleaned up after dinner,” she said. She made no move to cover herself, almost as if she didn’t know she appeared nearly naked in front of the older man. “If you’re going to read them a bedtime story, I’ll go ahead and change so I can do my schoolwork.” Carrie walked calmly to the spare bedroom, carelessly leaving the door open just a tiny bit.

Gordon gulped as he saw her lift the tee shirt over her head, but he only glimpsed her bare back before she stepped out of view. Suppressing his desire to walk over to the door and peek inside, he carried the boys to their beds and sat down to read them a bedtime story.

When the boys were asleep, Gordon showered and put on his shorts and tee shirt before going down to see what was left for his dinner. Avoiding temptation, he didn’t even check the living room for Carrie but instead walked into the kitchen to see what was left for him to eat for dinner.

Carrie entered the kitchen quietly, watching Gordon as he bent over to look inside the refrigerator. He wasn’t bad looking for an older guy, she thought, and he had a cute butt. “I left yours in the oven,” she said, startling him.

Gordon stood and turned to look at her. He wasn’t certain, but it appeared that she was only wearing a large tee shirt that barely came to midthigh. He was unable to suppress his erection as she walked past him to the oven and reached in to get his dinner plate. When she bent over to get the plate, his suspicions were verified. She wore no panties.

He ate quietly at the dinner table, his mind filled with ideas that he was sure would condemn him to an eternity in hell. Carrie was hot, and the only thing between him and that fabulous body was a thin tee shirt…he needed to finish his supper and go to bed. Alone. He almost made it.

“Mr. Hendrix?” Carrie called from the living room.

“Yes Carrie, what can I do for you?” he asked, not intending the double entendre.

“I need some help with my homework, would you mind?”

Her legs were bent at the knees, and her bare feet were crossed in the air behind her. The hem of the tee shirt was so high that the bottoms of her ass cheeks were visible. She patted the carpet behind her. Sighing, he sank to his knees beside her.

“You’ve been doing that a lot lately,” Carrie said, gazing at him with her intelligent green eyes. She rolled over onto her side, causing the tee shirt to rise even higher. Gordon stayed on his belly, hiding his full-blown

erection. Slowly, Carrie raised her right knee and planted her foot on the floor. Her hairless pussy was clearly in evidence. “Honestly,” she said, “I never thought it would be so hard.”

Gordon glanced down, but his cock was safely pressed against the floor, out of sight.

She laughed at him. “I meant getting you to look at me,” she said coyly, “not, you know, you being hard!” Carrie looked deeply into his eyes. “I want you to look at me,” she said.

“If this has anything to do with that book of yours,” Gordon said, “I need to go to bed right now…”

Giggling, Carrie sat up and lifted the tee shirt over her head and sat before him, nude, and irresistible. She reached for him, tugging at his tee shirt. “It has everything to do with that book of mine.” Bending him back to the floor, she took his hand and pressed it to her breast as she kissed him. “Doesn’t that feel good?” she whispered against the taut flesh of his chest, where her lips and tongue were searching for and finding his nipples. Hers was hard against his clutching palm. “I’ve been trying for months to get your attention,” she breathed. Moving her head lower, she reached for the huge bulge in his shorts. “And this is what I want. Her hand slid inside the elastic waistband of his shorts and wrapped around his swollen cock. “I had to be careful, keep it a secret when your wife was home,” she said quietly. “I don’t have to do that now. I’ve seen the look in your eyes when I flash my boobs at you, Gordon.” Feeling much more

confident now, she was using his first name as she moved her pouty lips to hover over the straining head of his penis.

“For the next couple of weeks, you can look all you want Gordon…and you can touch too!” Her mouth enveloped his cock.

She had to have been practicing somewhere, he thought, because she took him deep inside her hot wet mouth with one slick move. Any thoughts he had harbored about not taking advantage of the babysitter imploded in his brain as she sucked him. Unlike any woman he had been with, even the ones before he met Charlotte, Carrie showed no signs of being in a hurry to get the blowjob over with…she seemed to be reveling in the oral contact.

“Damn you taste good,” she mumbled around his erect organ, affirming his thought. She took her mouth off him long enough to lick his shaft and work his balls over with her tongue.

“I saw where you had opened my book, you didn’t fold the page back,” she murmured. “Did that page excite you like it did me?” He nodded sickly.

He knew now what was coming, and his cock had control of him now…his brain was helpless. Carrie’s mouth swooped back down on him, and he could feel her throat muscles grab at him as she made swallowing motions with them. Coming up for air, Carrie said, “God I’ve wanted this for so long Gordon, please cum in my mouth.” She said it intensely, staring at the throbbing prick in her hand. There was an expectant look on her face as she stroked his cock with excruciating slowness. Her eyes locked with his.

“Do all your dirty girls want to eat your cum?” she asked, licking her lips. “Jesus!” Gordon breathed.

“I do Gordon,” she smiled wickedly. “When you start to cum I’m going to open my mouth wide and point your cock right inside, and anything that doesn’t shoot into my mouth I’m going to lap up with my tongue. I’ve been practicing this with the boys at school, and now I’ve got it down perfectly.”

Her tongue reached down and lapped at his swollen head. She stroked him smoothly. “I’ll bet you have the sweetest cum I’ve ever tasted,” she whispered.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Gordon could take no more, and the tip of his cock exploded, gushers of thick scalding cum shooting up and into Carrie’s open mouth. After the

second spurt, she slipped her mouth over his glans and sucked the rest of his cum from him. Then she did as she had said she would. Carrie licked up every spilled drop of his cum. When she was done, she straddled him and kissed him. “Just like in the book Gordon, just like in the book.”

“I want your cum in my mouth, Roger, I want to taste it and then I want to swallow it…and the next time your wife leaves us alone I want to feel your cock deep inside my pussy!” She licked delicately at the swollen head of

his penis. “Or maybe in my ass…would you like to stick this big dick in my ass Roger?”