Daddy's Sex Kitten(2)

He smiles. “Thank you. I think you’re too gorgeous for Chad to cheat on also.”

“Thank you,” I say. We tap our beer bottles together. Then we laugh.

He looks at me a little seriously then. “You have very pretty blue eyes, you know.”

I look away from him. “Where is this going?” I ask quietly. Like I don’t know. I guess we are going to stop ignoring our attraction to each other?

He reaches out and puts his hand on my cheek and turns my head to face him again. I let him. I look into his eyes as he slowly moves closer to me. I don’t know if I have the nerve to do this. He leans in to kiss me and I turn away at the last second. He stops. He puts his face against my cheek. And then he sensuously kisses my cheek. I feel my body warm up.

“Oh, Jason, Jason…” I say, unsure.

“Shh…” he says. “We don’t owe anyone anything.” He goes back to kissing my cheek.

I feel a tear or two run down my cheek. Chad is the only man I’ve ever been with. It’s kind of sad that that’s over. But Chad’s the one who ended it. Not me. Jason licks the tear off my cheek. I smile. I turn to kiss him back.

He kisses me passionately. This is so bizarre. This is my mother’s husband. That’s all he’s ever been to me. This feels wrong. And sort of right. And sort of kinky. I open my mouth to let our tongues tangle together in an erotic dance. He’s a good kisser. I set my beer down on the table behind the couch. Jason does the same with his. Then he starts to unbutton my white long sleeved blouse. I dress conservatively to hide my big bust. I shiver as his rough hands touch my skin. I pull away from his kiss for a moment.

“Are we really doing this?” I ask breathlessly. “Nevermind,” I say, and then kiss him again while I laugh. I feel the fog of depression lift as he kisses me. He has my shirt off now. I gingerly reach under his rust colored T-shirt to feel his defined ab muscles. God, he’s sexy. I am too shy to pull his shirt off, but he stops kissing me long enough to whip it off and toss it aside. It makes me nervous. This is going so fast. I start to hyperventilate a little. He stops kissing.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

“It’s just…” I say, trying to breathe. “I’ve never been with anyone but Chad. I’m a little… inexperienced, I guess.” I close my eyes and try to breathe normally.

“Oh… it’s okay,” he says, and rubs my shoulders a little. “Here, turn,” he says, turning me around so my back is to him. He starts rubbing my shoulders better now. He really knows how to make me feel good. And relax. He massages my muscles and I feel my breathing return to normal.

“God, that feels good,” I say. He answers by quickly kissing me between my shoulder blades. I laugh. He massages lower on my back. I moan. I hadn’t even realized how tense my muscles were. He massages all the way to the top of my pants, then he stops. I am very turned on right now. I’m kind of afraid to show it. He scoots closer to me and wraps his arms around me and puts his chin on my shoulder.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he says quietly.

“You won’t. You’re not,” I say. I run my fingers up and down his forearms. He pulls away and turns me around to face him again. He kisses me gently. I kiss him back. He gradually gets more passionate. I respond eagerly. While kissing me, he scoops me up in his arms and starts to walk toward the bedrooms. He stops before he gets there. I see what he is thinking. He doesn’t want to sleep with me in the bed he shared with my mother.

“Guest bedroom?” I ask.

“Not your room?” he asks.

“I kind of lost my virginity in that room,” I say sheepishly.

“You rascal,” he says with a laugh. I laugh too. Then we kiss. He sort of stumbles as he carries me to the guest bedroom while kissing me. He lays me down on the white bedspread with little purple flowers. It’s a queen sized bed. He reaches around and unhooks the back of my plain white bra. Then he slowly peels the bra off of me, exposing my large breasts. I shiver and stare at him with desire.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says as he kisses me. He slides his fingers over one of my breasts and plays with it a little. I moan. “You like that?” he asks. Then he kisses down my neck and clavicle and slowly makes his way to one of my breasts. He surrounds the nipple and areola with his warm mouth and sucks eagerly while massaging the other breast with his hand. I moan loudly. My pussy is so wet now. I can’t believe we are doing this.

He moves his mouth to the other breast and sucks on that one for a while too. I run my fingers through his hair. I can feel my body swell with desire. My heart is beating fast. I want him so bad.