Melissa ~ My Son's Girlfriend

                           by Tempest

STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The material herein is fictional and is intended as ADULT entertainment. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. It contains themes of incest and underage sexual activities. If you are offended by (or it is illegal for you to read) sexually explicit content or language, please DO NOT read any further. All characters in the story are fictitious; any similarity to any persons, places, individuals or situations is purely coincidental. The author does not necessarily condone nor endorse any of the activities described in this story.
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MF, Mf 15, pedo, con, oral, romantic.

Melissa, maybe Jeff's girlfriend, but she only has eyes for his father.

Word Count: 8,083

Published: October 8 2018

Chapter One

Kyle's fifteen-year-old son, Jeff, had been dating Melissa, for going on three months now. Kyle asked his son the other day if they were having sex. He got a typical "Daaad," reply. He stuck with it and Jeff told him Melissa was on the pill, which made him happy since unwanted pregnancies at their ages were bad news. He remembered when he was Jeff's age. He hadn't had intercourse, but he'd had his fair share of blowjobs. Kyle hadn't met Melissa yet, so he suggested Jeff invite her around the coming Saturday to swim, and he'd cook something on the grill.

"Can she stay overnight, Dad?" Jeff asked.

"Yes, but in the guest bedroom and not in bed with you. And I will be checking your room."

Jeff sighed and left to call Melissa.


Saturday noontime came, and Kyle wasn't prepared for what he saw. Jeff had told him she was pretty, but that was the understatement of the century. Jeff introduced his father to the most beautiful young woman Kyle had ever laid his eyes on. She had long dusky-blonde hair that was fixed in a loose ponytail, the deepest emerald green eyes, and an oval face with full very-kissable lips that always seemed to be parted, revealing a top row of pearly white teeth—the front two a little larger than the others.

Kyle thought she was tall for a fifteen-year-old at around five-seven he estimated, and she was willowy with smallish breasts, a slim waist that flared out to nicely developing hips. The cutoff jean-shorts she was wearing emphasized her gorgeous ass and her long slender legs had a healthy tan.

"I'm so glad you could come, Melissa," Kyle said as he extended his hand.

She took his hand in hers and said, "Nice to meet your Mr. Evans."

"Please call me Kyle, Melissa. Mr. Evans makes me feel old."

"You're not old at all," she said. "Jeff said you're in your thirties." She finally let go of his hand that he thought she'd held a little longer than required for a handshake.

The three of them all walked out to the terrace next to the pool. Jeff pulled his shorts down and dropped them on a chair at the large, round teak-wood table with a large beige, canvas octagonal umbrella in the center. He had on a pair of royal-blue Speedos underneath. He ran and dove into the pool.

Kyle sat in one of the chairs at the table and watched Melissa take her white blouse and shorts off. He got the distinct impression she was giving him a show, since she took her time pulling her blouse out of her shorts and unbuttoning it. All the while she was looking at him and smiling demurely.

When she finally took it off, he had to stop himself from gasping. She had on a lime-green string bikini; it was nothing more than two triangles of cloth joined together with strings that tied at the nape of her neck and in between the bra cups. Except they weren't really cups, and they weren't for support as she needed none. They molded themselves to the shape of her full breasts underneath.

Melissa smiled at Kyle as she saw him looking at her. Next, she undid the snap at the top of her shorts, drew the zipper down, and wiggled her butt as she tugged them down, revealing the bikini bottoms underneath. The top of the small triangle of material got snagged in the waistband of her shorts, and they were pulled down together exposing most of her hairless mons. The bikini bottoms were another pair of cloth triangles joined by strings at each hip.

Kyle couldn't help myself this time. He was sure Melissa heard him catch his breath as he caught a glimpse of her plump mons. She pulled her bikini bottoms back up and took her shorts off. He looked at her gorgeous plump pussy coddled in the triangle of cloth with its small cameltoe. She dropped her clothes on top of Jeff's, turned and walked to the poolside. Two gorgeous buttocks moved sensually in counterpoint inside the triangle of cloth. He could clearly see her butt crack in the thin material.

Kyle's baggy Cargo shorts hid a very hard erection. He started to question himself over why he was getting an erection looking at the body of a fifteen-year-old girl—still a child, really. But he couldn't get over the fact that Melissa was beautiful, and had a stunning well-tanned body, and had developed curves in all the right places.

Jeff, who had seemed entirely oblivious to Melissa coming on to his father, was joined by her in the water. And a come-on it was. Kyle was a decently good-looking thirty-seven-year-old guy, and he'd had his fair share of beautiful women coming on to him—even a few of the mothers of Jeff's classmates.

Chapter Two

One woman, her name was Sandy, was the divorced mother of one of Jeff's pals. She was thirty-eight and had a figure to die for with thirty-six C-cup breasts, slim waist, and well-rounded hips. She had picked her son up from Kyle's house after he and Jeff had been hanging out at the pool. She thanked him for letting her son come and swim, handed him a scrap of paper, turned and left. The piece of paper had her phone number written on it.

He called her next day. "This is Kyle, Jeff's dad," he said when she answered.

"I hoped you'd call," Sandy said. "I hope I wasn't too blatant by giving you my phone number."

"Not at all," Kyle replied. "What do you need Sandy?" Sandy on the other end of the call wanted so badly to say 'I need your dick inside my cunt.'

"I'd like to invite you out for dinner this coming Friday."

"Thanks, Sandy, I'd love to. You want me to pick you up?"

"That's okay, I'll pick you up. Does six thirty work for you?"

Sandy and Kyle had a delicious dinner at a small, intimate Italian restaurant. All through dinner, she played footsie with him under the table, and the skirt and silk blouse she wore enhanced her gorgeous body. She was wearing a bra that pushed her ample breasts together. He could see the top of her cleavage since she had the top three buttons of her blouse undone. It was a given that they were going to fuck tonight. They both knew it, and the sexual energy between the two of them was palpable.

"You wanna come back to my place?" Sandy asked as they got into her car. "My son's staying at a friend's house tonight."

"Sure," he replied."

Ten minutes later they pulled into her driveway. They weren't inside the house for ten seconds when she put her arms around his neck, pressed her ample breasts into him and kissed him. Her hand slipped between their bodies and found his erection. She squeezed it.

"Which way to your bedroom?" he said.

"I thought you'd never ask," she replied with a husky laugh.

Kyle followed her into the master suite where she proceeded to unbutton his shirt while he kicked his shoes off. The shirt was dropped on a chair. His undershirt followed as did his slacks. She dropped to her knees and tugged his boxers down. As the boxers cleared his butt, his cock sprung to attention.

Sandy was like a sex fiend. She grasped his cock and lowered her mouth over it. She took all of his six inches inside her mouth and partway down her throat. She proceeded to stroke and suck his cock until he stopped her. He'd love to cum in her mouth, but he wanted to fuck her pussy.

"If you keep that up, I'm gonna cum. I thought you wanted to fuck."

"Sorry, Kyle. I saw your gorgeous dick and got carried away."

Sandy stood up and undid the buttons on her blouse and took it off. Her plunge bra was made of white lace. It was small, it barely covered her nipples. She unhooked it at the front and tossed it onto her blouse. Her breasts were magnificent specimens the size of small cantaloupes. She had small bumps around the outside of her dark-brown areolas that were the size of silver dollars. Her nipples were pink, and rubbery, and were fairly large.

Her tight skirt came off next, exposing a white thong that might as well have been transparent. Kyle could see the small bush of pubic hair and the large inner labia that were squashed by the gusset. She peeled the thong down and let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it and got onto the bed.

Sandy wanted to fuck really bad, no foreplay, no exploring each other's bodies, no pillow talk—she just wanted Kyle's stiff member inside her. She didn't even wait to see if he wanted to wear a condom. She pulled him in between her legs, grabbed his rock-hard dick and guided it to her waiting vagina. Her long slender legs wrapped around his ass, and she locked her ankles behind him. She pulled him inside her snug, very wet pussy.

"God, I've wanted that all night long. You've got a nice dick, Kyle. I like how it stretches me. Come on, fuck me and fuck me hard."

Kyle obliged and for the next five minutes, he pounded her pussy as hard as he could. She was moaning and thrashing around on the bed as they fucked—they were more like two animals rutting. Finally, she came; and she came hard. It was a good job her son wasn't home, or he would probably have come running, thinking she was in trouble, since she was almost screaming. He came hard as well, pumping her full of his creamy cum.

They lay there side by side, panting. Sweat covered their bodies. Then she said at length, "God that was good. I haven't been fucked like that for I don't know how long. You want to spend the night?"

Kyle didn't get much sleep that night since she wanted to fuck again as soon as she felt his cock get hard. At first light, she deep-throated him to an orgasm, and he pumped his teeming fluid down her throat. After showering together where he brought her off again with three fingers inside her pussy, they got dressed and ate breakfast. He got back home at nine o'clock and promptly went to bed and slept 'til midday. Sandy and Kyle dated for a few months then sort of went their separate ways. A couple of weeks later he saw her out on a date with another single father. He guessed women like to rack up conquests as well as guys.

Chapter Three

Jeff and Melissa were playing around in the middle of the pool near where Kyle was sitting. Jeff had his back to him, and Melissa had her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Kyle couldn't hear what she was saying, but the whole time she was talking she was looking at him. To be honest, Kyle was both surprised and flattered that she seemed to pay him more attention with her eyes that she was to Jeff.

There were a few of Jeff's female friends who had ogled Kyle. Having a swimming pool meant it was well used by Jeff's friends both male and female. One, whose name was Becky, flirted with Kyle so much it was almost embarrassing. He had to go into the house to grab another beer when the door to the downstairs half-bath opened, and Becky came out still pulling her one-piece bathing suit up.

She was putting her hands through the armholes when she looked up at him staring at her gorgeous breasts. They were perfect half-orbs about the size of half-lemons. Her areolas were pink and small topped with even smaller nipples. She took more time than was necessary pulling it up as she walked toward the kitchen where he was standing with a bottle of Bass Ale in his hand. He went to take a swig then noticed that he had failed to remove the cap.

Becky giggled and said, "Did you like looking at my tits, Mr. Evans?" Her pussy and nipples tingled as she used the word tits.

All he could muster was an "Uh-huh."

She came so near to him, he could smell the chlorine in her hair. "You wanna have sex with me?" she said.

"I don't think that's a good idea, Becky," he replied.

"Why not? I'm not a virgin and I'm on the pill if that's what you're worried about."

Becky was a beautiful girl, and the thought of sucking on her breasts and fucking her stirred his cock into life.

"You're underage and I could get into a lot of trouble."

"I won't tell," she said. Her eyes looked down at the ever increasing bulge in Kyle's shorts. "And it looks like your dick wants to come out and play."

At that moment, Jeff walked in to grab the pitcher of lemonade sitting on the kitchen island. Becky blushed a little, turned away and went back outside.

"What was that all about, Dad?" Jeff asked.

"Becky was flirting with me, that's all," he replied, thankful that Jeff couldn't see his erection.

"You don't want to go there Dad, trust me."

"She's only a child, Jeff. There's no way I would do anything."

"She's fifteen, and she told me she has the hots for you. But she can't keep her mouth shut. If she fucks a guy, his name is all over school the next day."

"Have you had sex with her, Jeff?"

"No I haven't and never will. Becky's a slut Dad. I know of at least four guys who've fucked her."

Chapter Four

Melissa kept up her covert flirting the whole afternoon, and Kyle looked at her nubile body through the anonymity of his sunglasses. Then at three o'clock, the entire afternoon changed when Jeff came over to where Kyle was sitting sipping his beer in a foam sleeve.

"Is it okay if Melissa takes her top off, Dad?" Jeff asked.

Kyle was not about to say no because he had wanted to see Mellisa's breasts ever since he met her. But he didn't want to appear too eager.

"I don't mind if she does, Son, but please make sure she doesn't tell her folks that I let her go topless."

"She won't, Dad, she's not like Becky. Melissa knows how to keep a secret. Thanks, Dad, and you won't be disappointed; she got gorgeous tits."

Jeff turned and went back to Melissa and nodded. She pulled the strings of the bow in the between the two triangles of material and took her top off. She dropped it on the terrace and dove into the pool. A few moments later she came walking up the steps and out of the pool. Water was cascading off her body, running down across her gorgeous breasts and dripping off her nipples.

Jeff was wrong, Kyle thought. Melissa's breasts weren't just gorgeous—they were stupendous. They were an A-cup—maybe even a B-cup size, Kyle figured; the size of half lemons and they were white where the bikini top had covered them up from the sun's rays. Her areolas were a darker pink and were stippled from being in the cool water. Her nipples were red and firm like frozen baby peas.

She picked up a bath towel and proceeded to dry her face and body. Kyle noticed that her breasts hardly moved as she dried them. He was confident she had asked to take her top off for his benefit since she was standing at the bottom of the chaise lounge nearest to where he was sitting, and she was giving him a shy smile.

Melissa spread her towel on the chaise and lay down on her back. Her breasts stood straight up with hardly any flattening. Kyle had a raging erection inside his cargo shorts as he looked at her body. The two white triangles of flesh was a very sexy contrast to the healthy tan on the rest of her body. Kyle needed to use the bathroom, so he got up and went inside. As soon as he was inside the house. Melissa got up off the chaise.

"Where's the bathroom?" she asked Jeff, who was lying on the chaise beside hers.

"There's a half-bath down the hallway," he replied.

Melissa went inside and waited outside the half-bath. She heard the toilet flush and running water. She figured Kyle was washing his hands. As soon as the bathroom door opened, she went to go through it, but of course, Kyle was on his way out.

"Oh, sorry Kyle," Melissa said as she turned sideways in the doorway. It had her desired effect.

Two people turned facing each other in a thirty-inch wide opening meant only one thing—full body contact. As Melissa squeezed past Kyle, her breasts rubbed against his bare chest. Kyle, of course, knew what she was doing so he used it to his full effect.

He put his hands on her shoulder as they maneuvered past each other. Melissa's nipples were rubbed against his pecs sending shards of pleasure into her pussy. Finally, they passed each other and Melissa said sorry again and closed the door. Melissa sniffed. There was definitely the smell of semen in the air. She smiled.

Kyle smiled and went back outside.

Chapter Five

After they had eaten ribeye steaks and baked potatoes cooked on the grill, they sat by the pool. The underwater lights came on. Melissa was lying on the same chaise as Jeff. She had her back to him and he was spooning her. Kyle was sat at the table next to them drinking a martini, wondering if his son would sneak into Melissa's room after he had gone to bed. He was fairly certain his son would try.

Kyle's master suite was on the main level, and Jeff's bedroom and the other two guest rooms were upstairs. Melissa and Jeff had already gone to bed, and Kyle was in his bedroom getting ready for bed when he heard voices upstairs. He went to the bottom of the stairs and listened. He could only hear the third or fourth word as Melissa and Jeff were whispering but Melissa raised the level of her whispering from time to time to make a point.

It seemed to Kyle that Jeff wanted Melissa to come to his room, but she didn't want to. Jeff apparently got huffed and went to his room and closed the door. Melissa went back into her room. Kyle went back into his bedroom and closed the door. Ten minutes later he was just about to drop off to sleep when he heard his bedroom door open. Someone came into the room and closed the door behind them.

Kyle clicked on the small bedside lamp. Melissa was standing there dressed in a nightdress that came to mid-thigh. He could see her nipples poking the thin material and the outline of a pair of panties. She walked over to the bed where Kyle had pulled the covers back and swung his legs over the edge. He sat there.

"Melissa, you shouldn't be in my bedroom," Kyle said. There wasn't a whole lot of conviction in his voice.

"Please don't send me away, Kyle," she replied. "I saw how you've been looking at me all day. I know you want me."

"Wanting to and doing are two totally different things. I want a million dollars, but I'm not going to rob a bank to get it. Besides, for one thing, your my son's girlfriend, and you're also underage."

"But I'm not like Becky Edwards."

"What about Becky?"

"She told me she tried to seduce you by letting you see her tits. Becky's a slut and jailbait."

"I'm not stupid, Melissa. I knew what she was up to. She was so blatant. You, on the other hand, should get an Oscar for today's performance. But I don't understand why."

Melissa blushed a little and said, "Don't think ill of me. Kyle. I like Jeff a lot, but he doesn't satisfy me. He's too quick and doesn't know how to make me feel good when we have sex. I've tried to get other men to have sex with me but they were too scared. I don't think me and Jeff will be together much longer. You don't know what it's like to be a teenage girl. There's so much pressure. Jeff wasn't my first, but if a girl isn't dating a guy, you risk getting labeled a dyke."

"I know what you mean about inexperience. I was Jeff's age once, and I'm sure a few of my girlfriends felt the same way you do. But it doesn't change the fact that you're underage. Sixteen is the age where girls and guys can legally have sex in this state, and you're fifteen."

"But I'll be sixteen in a month, and you can trust me to be discreet, Kyle. Please don't send me away." She was almost pleading.

Melissa grabbed the hem of her nightdress with crossed arms and hoisted it over her head. She tugged her panties down and off. Kyle was surprised to see that the glimpse he had of her mons as she had earlier tugged her jean shorts down wasn't a figment of his imagination. She had indeed shaved her pussy. If he thought her breasts were stupendous, then her pussy was equally stupendous, and he could no longer conceal the raging erection he had. It tented his boxers.

She walked over and stood before him, and said, "Please let me stay, you won't regret it. I just need to be made love to by a man who knows how to really please a girl."

He reached out and pulled her to him. "I might regret tonight, Melissa, but you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"Thanks, Kyle, you'll not regret it."

"I don't want to risk Jeff finding out you're not in your room and come looking for you. So why don't you go back up to your room, and collect your stuff? Before closing the door, push the button in to lock it, leave and close the door behind you. So if Jeff comes looking for you, he'll think you're in bed, and have locked the door to keep him out. Lock my bedroom door when you come back."

Melissa got off the bed, pulled her nightie over her head and padded upstairs. She came back a few minutes later, locked his bedroom door, put her clothes on a chair. She removed her nightie and got back in bed with him.


Chapter Six

They kissed, delicately at first—just lips brushing lips. If Kyle was going to make love to this goddess standing in front of him, he was going to savor every single moment, because he may be looking at the inside of a jail cell come morning. As they kissed, she pressed her breasts into his chest and he cupped two gorgeous buttocks with his hands. He was literally trembling with desire as was she.

He broke their kiss and started sucking on her nipples and gently biting them with his teeth. They got larger and firmer, and Melissa gasped quietly as he took each breast into his mouth in turn.

Kyle stood up and let Melissa draw his boxers down. They got snagged with his erection, so she put her hand inside the waistband and lifted his cock out, letting his boxers fall to the floor. She knelt in front of him, put her mouth over the bulbous, helmet-shaped head of his cock, and began to suck.

Kyle held Melissa's shoulders as she fellated him. He could tell she had been giving oral sex for quite a while because she was doing all the right things. Her tongue covered her bottom teeth, and she twisted her hand as she stroked the shaft. Occasionally she would take his cock out of her mouth and lick its shaft from his groin to its tip, swirling her tongue on its underside.

"My God, Melissa, you sure know how to suck a cock," Kyle said at length.

She looked up at him and smiled, then went back to giving him one of the very best blowjobs he'd ever received. Kyle was getting close to cumming, yet he hadn't even touched Melissa's body apart from her shoulders and he wanted to explore every crevice and every bump. He pulled her up and moved her to his bed.

Melissa lay on her back with her knees bent and her legs open. Kyle lay between her legs and looked at her exquisite pussy. On her back, her mons rose up between her bony hips like a small hillock, bare and smooth, a delta-shaped pad. There was a long ruffle of skin between her plump labia—her clitoral cowl and sheath. He thought she was well developed for a fifteen-year-old, but there again what did he know—she was the first pubescent girl he had seen naked.

Kyle pushed aside her plump outer labia with the tip of his tongue and found the opening to her vagina. It was hot and moist, and the scent and taste of her sex were overpowering. It made him a little light-headed. He gathered some of her nectar and headed north. He found her small clit nestling in its hood and began his ministrations.

"Yes that's it, right there, ahhhh," Melissa murmured as Kyle sucked her nubbin. He had coaxed it out of its hood, and it was now larger. He had Melissa's gorgeous buttocks in his hands as he continued to work on her clit. He would dip back down to her honey pot, and gather up more of her nectar. Out of the dozen or so women that he had slept with, Melissa tasted and smelled the best. He didn't know if it was her youth, but her sex filled his nostrils with a heady aroma. He was more than twice her age, and he knew it was folly, but still, the thought of spending the rest of his life with her wouldn't go away.

Melissa was responding to his attention to her clitoris. Kyle felt her butt jerk and small tics in her legs. He pulled his hands away from her buttocks, reached up and started to squeeze her gorgeous breasts, and pinched and tugged her nipples which elicited murmurs of pleasure from her lips.

Kyle could sense that Melissa wasn't far away from her orgasm since the jerks of her butt and legs were getting more frequent and more pronounced. He pushed two fingers inside her very hot and very slippery vagina and curled them toward the front—searching for her g-spot. He found it straightaway; she started shaking and tossing her head from side to side on the pillow. He could feel her pussy clenching and releasing its grasp on his fingers as she climaxed.

"Yes, yes, yes, oh my gawd yes," she cried. Her thighs snapped shut on his head, and she grabbed fistfuls of his hair as her orgasm consumed her. Kyle held her breast in his left hand while his right was trapped between her thighs with its fingers massaging her g-spot. She shook and moaned for a good while. Finally, she released her grip on his head and he moved up the bed and lay beside her. Melissa snuggled up to him and put her head on his shoulder. Her hand was around the shaft of his cock.

"That was an incredible orgasm," she said after a while. "No one has ever made me cum with their tongue—not even my best friend, Evelyn. This is why I wanted you to make love to me."

"Didn't you ever ask Jeff to do it or your other boyfriends?" Kyle asked as he ran his forefinger around her darkened nipples.

"I tried, but they all said it was too icky."

"They don't know what they're missing. Your pussy tastes and smells wonderful. I could lie here all night drinking your juices."

Kyle couldn't see the blush on Melissa's face. She was glad she had finally gotten to meet him since a few girls had told her how hot Jeff's dad was. And she had been horny as heck all day long looking at him, at the small bulge in his shorts. Going topless in front of him made her pussy throb and her nipples tingle. Now he was going to make love to her.

"I'm ready," Melissa said. "And you can cum inside me since I'm on the pill."

Those last words thrilled Kyle. He climbed between Melissa's long slender legs. She bent her knees and pulled them up until they were almost alongside her chest, giving him unfettered access to her nether region. Her long cleft formed by her outer labia was red, plump, engorged with blood. Her long clitoral cowl and inner labia stretched from the top of her slit all the way to the dark opening of her vagina. He could see the dark-pink rosette of her anus below.

"You've got a beautiful pussy Melissa, I could play down here all night long."

She giggled as only young girls can. He grasped the shaft of his cock and swiped it up and down her cleft, oozing her plump labia aside. As he raked the tip across her clit, she inhaled sharply. After rubbing up and down her wet cleft, Kyle positioned his cockhead against the wet opening to her vagina and pushed. The tight hole resisted his advance, so he pushed some more, and the head just popped in. Melissa winced.

"You okay sweetheart?" he asked.

"I'm fine, it's just that your cock is a lot fatter than Jeff's or my other boyfriends."

Kyle pushed into her, feeling the smooth walls of her vagina parting. In one long stroke, he was all the way inside her, bumping her very end, her cervix. He started a slow fuck. Then Melissa did something that surprised and pleased him—she took the initiative. Her knees were either side of his chest, and her long slender calves were at his back. She reached up, and put her hands behind his head and pulled herself up.

With Melissa's arms around Kyle's chest and her head on his shoulder, she was now sitting on his thighs. She started to fuck him by curling her pussy up against his groin rocking back and forth. The sensation of Melissa's breasts pressed against his chest and her kisses on the side of his neck, while she was actively fucking him was incredibly erotic.

"Gawd, I like this a lot," she said. "I was always told that a man makes love to a woman, but this feels like I'm making love to you."

"I like it as well, Melissa."

Kyle wrapped his arms around her body and enjoyed the feeling of his cock being fucked by Melissa's pussy without having to make any effort. Melissa pulled back off his shoulder, held his head in her hands and kissed him. He had never felt so much passion before as they French kissed while she made love to him. The chemistry between them was incredible. His whole body tingled as she rocked back and forth on his stiff member.

Melissa felt it as well. It was as if all her energy was concentrated in her pussy as she made love to a man who was both very good-looking and was so gentle and caring in bed. He had not just penetrated her as soon as she was wet. He made sure she had an orgasm first—and what an orgasm it was. She felt on fire as his tongue worked its magic on her sensitive clitoris.

She was working her way to the second orgasm of the night as she rocked back and forth, curling her pussy up at him. She felt it rising inside of her. Her pussy throbbed, and her nipples that were being stimulated by rubbing against his chest were tingling like crazy. Then she took herself over the top.

"Ah jeez, Kyle," she cried as she climaxed. Her rocking got faster, and her clit rubbed against his pubic bone sending more signals to her brain. It was sensory overload. She was breathing hard into his mouth as they French kissed.

Kyle felt Melissa's pussy clench and relax as it spasmed with her intense orgasm that was coursing through her body. He had been on the cusp of his orgasm for a good three minutes, and he had been damping down his ardor so she could cum first. Now her pussy pulsing on his cock tipped him over the edge.

"Oh yes, baby, yes, yes, yes," he cried, as he unloaded his semen inside her vagina. He had never spurted as much semen as he did at that moment. It seemed as if his orgasm would go on and on. But it finally ended as the last of his pearly-white cum was milked out of him by Melissa's vaginal muscles.

They finally broke the longest French kiss that he or Melissa had ever had. They were both panting hard. She looked at him and smiled.

"Kyle," she said with a tremulous voice. "That was fucking incredible."

When Kyle had regained a semblance of composure, he said, "You are one very sensuous young woman and you're going to make some lucky man very happy one day."

"I'd like to make you that lucky man."

That last comment took Kyle entirely off guard. "What did you mean by that, Melissa?"

"The two of us . . . you know as a couple."

"But . . . I'm more than twice your age."


"You've got your whole life ahead of you. You'll date, and eventually, you'll meet the man who you want to spend the rest of your life with. You'll get married, have children and grow old together."

"I don't need to look any further than the twelve inches that separate us. I felt the chemistry, and I know you did too. I want to do this again and again."

"But . . . how will this work, Melissa? Get real. I can't just call your folks and say I want to come by and pick you up so we can make love."

"It's just Mom and me. My Dad was killed at his job when I was three years old. The insurance settlement allowed Mom to not have to work two jobs to pay the mortgage or car payment."

Kyle kissed her lips. "Sorry to hear that," he said. "So what's your plan?"

"Start dating Mom, so we can be together. She's a very attractive woman."

"I'm sure if she's anything like you she will be. But that's dishonest. I can't and won't do that to her."

"I'm glad you said that. It tells me what kind of person you are. She could drop me off like I was spending the weekend with Jeff. She knows me and Jeff have sex, which is why she put me on the pill."

"But you're splitting up with my Son."

"Kyle. You have to understand that I can't live without you. You're part of my life now."

Kyle sat there with his cock still semi-hard inside Melissa's tight pussy. He knew it was a crazy notion, but he wanted her so badly.

"Have you finished driver-ed?" he said at length.

"Uh-huh, why?"

"When you turn sixteen you can get your driver's license. Then you can drive here and spend time with me—maybe even a weekend just like this weekend."

"But I can't just take Mom's car for a whole weekend and we can't afford one of my own."

"I'll buy you a car. Tell your mother it's the second car of your boyfriend's father."

"You'd do that for me?"

"I know this is crazy. I mean, you're almost sixteen and I'm thirty-seven, but you're right, the chemistry between us is undeniable."

Melissa kissed him. "Thank you, Kyle."

Kyle's cock got hard again in Melissa's hand. She moved down the bed and took his now fully erect cock inside her mouth and began to suck it. He had never gotten this hard again in such a short time, but the presence of a fifteen-year-old girl in his bed had increased his libido. He watched as she stroked his cock with one hand while her other fondled his scrotum. Then Melissa did something that he didn't think someone so young could do; she took his entire shaft in her mouth and partway down her throat.

"Good God, Melissa, where on earth did you learn how to deep-throat like that?"

As Melissa lifted her head up, a long string of spittle stretched from the end of his cock to her lips then it broke. She wiped her mouth and chin with the palm of her hand.

I saw women doing it on the Internet, and when I was twelve, I tried it on a boy I saw at the time. It took a few tries, but I managed to get all of his cock inside my mouth. Yours is bigger though."

"Can I ask a personal question, Melissa?"


"How many guys have you had sex with?"

"You'll be my third."

"Do most girls your age have that much sex?"

"There's a couple in my class and my circle of friends who are still virgins. Becky's had sex with eight guys that I know of but, there again, she's a slut. She'd fuck or go down on any guy who asked her."

Melissa went back to giving Kyle the best oral sex he'd ever had. He could feel his orgasm closing in. His ball sack tightened, and his cock started to swell. She lifted her head, leaving just his cockhead inside her mouth with her lips clamped on the underside.

"Cumming baby," he cried. The first rope of cum hit the back of her mouth followed by two more smaller ones, then he was done. He'd ejaculated not ten minutes earlier, so his body didn't have much time to generate more.

Melissa looked at him, swallowed his cum, licked her lips and smiled. "I'm surprised you spurted anything at all after our earlier session."

"I am too. Making love with you has increased my libido."

She got back beside him and snuggled up to his chest, and said, "Can I spend the night in your bed?"

"Thanks for letting me sleep with you. I've never done this before."

She kissed him. "Goodnight Kyle."

"Nite, sweetheart."

Chapter Seven

Kyle was awakened the next day by his son Jeff knocking on his bedroom door. He got out of bed, put on a pair of boxers and opened the door just a little.

"What is it, Son?"

"I can't waken Melissa and her bedroom door is locked," Jeff replied.

"Did the two of you have words last night because I heard voices on the landing?"

"Yeah, we sorta did."

"That's probably why she won't answer you."

"I gotta go to Mom's house. She wants me to go with her to Aunt Mary's house. I've no idea why."

"Okay, Jeff. I'll make sure Melissa gets home. What time do you think you'll be back?"

"Knowing how Aunt Mary and Mom like to talk, I'd guess around two o'clock."

"Okay, drive carefully."

"Will do, Dad. See ya."

Kyle looked at the alarm clock. It said 9:25. He waited until Jeff had pulled out of the driveway and drove off. He shucked his boxers, emptied his bladder, washed his hands, brushed his teeth, and got back into bed. Melissa roused, yawned and stretched.

"Morning, Kyle," she said, stifling another yawn. "What time is it?"

He kissed her. "Good morning, sweetheart. It's almost nine-thirty."

"Wow, that's late."

"Well, we did use up a lot of energy last night. Jeff's left and won't be back until mid-afternoon. Care to fool around some more?"

"Yeah, but I gotta pee and brush my teeth first."

Kyle watched as she walked to his bathroom, enjoying the sight of her bare ass moving seductively.

"I love your ass," he shouted.

"I love yours as well," she replied as she sat on the toilet and peed. A few minutes later she was back in the bed after washing her hands and brushing her teeth.

"Hope you don't mind, but I used your toothbrush," she said.

"That's okay. You wanna go on top sweetheart?"

"I've never done that before, so you'll have to show me what to do."

Kyle lay on his back and said, "Straddle my hips sweetheart."

Melissa straddled Kyle's hips, with her knees to his sides and lower herself down. Her plump labia oozed aside as she sat on his cock.

"Gawd this feels good," she said. "My clit is pressing against your cock, and let me tell you it feels so fucking good."

Melissa started rubbing her pussy along Kyle's erection, sending shards of pleasure into her body as her clit was stimulated.

"If you keep that up Melissa, I'm going to cum all over my stomach."

"As long as I cum first you okay with that?"

"Hey, go for it, baby."

Melissa loved it when he called her baby. The thought of having his baby someday excited her. Her mother gave birth to her when she was only nineteen. She had no intention of going to college, she had a long interest in photography, and was getting good at it. She wanted to open a business shooting weddings, portraits, babies, and graduations.

She kept scrubbing back and forth on his cock, feeling her orgasm getting closer all the time. Every time she moved forward, her clit dipped and kissed the underside of his cockhead, sending pulses of pleasure into her pussy. Her breasts felt heavy with excitement. Then she climaxed.

"Jeez, Kyle," she cried as her orgasm slammed into her. She dropped to his chest, and he put his hands on her firm buttocks, feeling her body jerk and shake. She was panting, and he felt her hot breaths on his neck, and her heart thumping inside her chest. After a minute or so, she had calmed enough to speak.

"The orgasms I have with you are the most intense ones I've ever had. Now it's your turn, baby."

Melissa lay beside him with her head on his stomach. She had his cock in her fist, with its head against her lips and was stroking it. Kyle couldn't see her stroking his cock but he sure could feel it. She didn't have the head inside her mouth, she was just had her lips to one side and was moving her head up and down. The feeling of her lips rubbing his sensitive frenulum was incredibly arousing.

"I'm not gonna last much longer baby," he murmured.

"That's the whole idea," she replied.

She kept on stroking his cock and rubbing her lips along the shaft until she felt his butt and legs start to jerk and tremble. When she felt his shaft swell, she took his cockhead inside her mouth and sucked.

"Oh my God, Melissa," Kyle cried. He spurted hard, filling her mouth with his pearly-white semen. She swallowed as he spurted until he was done.

"God, that felt really good Melissa," he said when he had calmed enough to speak. "I swear your mouth feels like your pussy sometimes."

They lay in bed in each other's arms, not saying much—just enjoying each other's company and dreaming of their future together.


As Kyle and Melissa where lying in their post-coital torpor, Jeff arrived at his mother's house. She wanted to talk to him about moving in with her. She knew her son and her ex-husband didn't get along too well and she had always been closer to him than Kyle was. Later that day, when Kyle's ex-wife called and told him that Jeff was moving in with her, Kyle didn't put up much of an argument since it meant Melissa could come and go in the used car that Kyle was going to get her for her sixteenth birthday, one month away.

Melissa was very close to her mother and, motherly intuition being what it is, she sensed there was a significant change in her daughter's life. When Melissa told her mother that she and Jeff had broken up, and Melissa wasn't upset at all, she knew her daughter had found someone else. That caused an intimate mother-daughter heart-to-heart talk.

"You don't seem to upset about Jeff breaking up with you Melissa, what gives honey?" her mother said.

"Jeff didn't break up with me, it was me who broke up with him."

"I know you haven't been too happy with him recently. Care to share what's going on in your life?"

"Jeff's too immature, Mom. And there was no chemistry between us in bed. I need more from a boyfriend."

"And it seems to me that you've found someone who gives you what you want. Is that correct?"

"Yes, Mom, and I'm crazy about him. He's kind, generous, and caring. He's also so darn good-looking."

"Judging by the glow in your face these last few days, I'd say there was chemistry in bed."

"Mom, it's amazing. He's a good lover and is always considerate of me."

"Which means he makes sure you get your orgasm before him."

Melissa blushed a little. "Uh-huh."

"So when do I get to meet this mister wonderful?"

"There's something you should know about Kyle, Mom."

"His name's Kyle, huh. And what is it I should know about Kyle?"

"He's older than me Mom."

"Well, I gathered that honey. Experience in bed comes from age. I should know, you're father was ten years older than me."

"Yeah, but Kyle's much older than me."

"How old honey?"

"He's thirty-seven."

Melissa waited for her mother to tell her that Kyle was too old for her, but she didn't.

"Well honey, if he makes you happy who am I to stand in your way. You may only be sixteen, but you've got an old head on your shoulders."

"There's something else Mom, Kyle is Jeff's dad."

"Oh, I bet that was a little uncomfortable when Kyle told his son."

"They never really got along with each other, and Jeff has already moved in with his Mom. When Kyle told him he was dating me, Jeff called me a slut. He said he was going to spread it around the school that I was fucking his Dad. Kyle got to him first and read him the riot act. Jeff's mother told him that would be a bad thing to do as well. I think he's over it since he's dating some girl now, but he still glowers at me when he sees me at school. It was a good job that Kyle didn't tell Jeff the entire truth otherwise he would have gone ballistic."

"What do you mean honey?"

The weekend I spent at Jeff's house. Jeff wanted me to go to his room and have sex. I didn't—I went to Kyle's room instead."

"That wasn't a very wise move Melissa."

"I know Mom. But the whole of Saturday, I couldn't hardly take my eyes off Kyle. I know people talk about love at first sight. It wasn't love at first with Kyle—love came later. But I had to make love with him. Can you understand that?"

"Yes, honey. The first time I saw your Dad, I knew I had to have him."


Kyle was surprised when Melissa told him about the conversation she'd had with her mother. He took Melissa and her mother out to dinner, and the moment he met her mother the two of them clicked. Melissa told Kyle later that her mother as a little jealous since she thought he was one hot guy.

When Melissa turned eighteen, she moved in with Kyle. Her mother got over her jealousy since a month later she started dating Martin, Kyle's cousin, after Kyle had suggested the four of them should go on a date together. Six months later Kyle and Melissa got married.


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