Untamed Passion

GIVE INTO ME

The first time he caught her, she was lying on the sofa in the living room with one hand inside her shorts and the other hand up inside her tee shirt.

Both hands were moving busily and her breathing was loud and ragged

sounding. Marge had driven her car to the P. T. A. meeting and he had gone there straight from work… Marge had not pulled into the driveway yet, so Ray had stood still and quiet, watching Courtney masturbate frantically on the sofa.

The eighteen-year-old was beautiful by any standards. Her lithe, tanned body was perfectly proportioned, though her breasts were a trifle larger than one would expect on such a slender frame. Her dark brown hair was cut in a page boy style that gave her sloe eyes kind of a wicked look for a woman so young…very exotic for an eighteen-year-old.

The aura of sexuality was palpable in the room as Ray watched the muscles in her inner thigh strain as her legs tried to spread wider, and he could hear her voice as she begged some invisible male to give her his cock. His heart almost stopped as she graphically described what she wanted to do to him. He was shocked and he was perversely thrilled as he listened to her. When

he had been her age, neither he nor any of his friends had gotten very far past fucking and the occasional blowjob. This incredible-looking girl was masturbating on his sofa and actively begging for anal and oral sex in addition to wanting her pussy filled. It took a major effort for Ray to keep his hand out of his pants.

Then Marge ruined it by parking in the driveway. Ray stepped back into the kitchen and loudly opened and closed the side door. “We’re home!” he said loudly. He walked over to the sink and ran the tap water for a moment before getting a glass from the cabinet and filling it. Marge came through the door and Ray hoped that they had been loud enough to give Courtney time to collect herself. He needn’t have worried.

She padded into the kitchen barefoot, long coltish legs sticking out of the loose athletic shorts she wore, her hard flat belly exposed by one of the middie tee shirts that seemed de rigueur for young girls during the long

summer break. There were still a couple of months before Courtney would start the fall semester at the Junior college. Her face was a little flushed, but her breathing had returned to normal. She reached into the cabinetThis content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

where the drinking glasses were and took out a glass of her own, the hard peaks of her nipples pushing out against the thin tee-shirt material. When she turned to get water from the tap, she gave Ray a small smile. He was hard as a rock. There was no way to hide it, so he quickly left the room, hurrying upstairs and leaving Marge and Courtney in the kitchen. Marge

would settle up with Courtney and see her out…Ray needed a cold shower.

He was more than a little ashamed of himself. He was a grown man, yet he was fantasizing like a schoolboy over an eighteen-year-old girl. Ray had made love to his wife pretending it was the sloe-eyed face of Courtney beneath him. He had masturbated in the shower as he imagined her naked body on her knees in front of him. He had awakened in the middle of the night and gone to his computer, scouring porn videos looking for females that resembled Courtney and masturbating to them. It seemed to him as if

she had become an obsession.

He caught her again a couple of weeks later, this time in the pool out back as his small son was dozing in the shade of the tent fly on the deck.

Courtney was wearing an incredibly small bikini, and she was in the pool with her hand inside the minuscule bottom. Marge wasn’t home yet, she wasn’t due for another two hours.

Courtney’s head was thrown back, her mouth wide, and her fingers moving busily inside the bottom of her bikini. She must have heard him as he came through the gate because she lazily turned in the water. The hand inside her bikini bottom never stopped moving.

“You didn’t tell on me.” It was a statement, not a question.

“Huh?” It was the best Ray could muster under the circumstances, he was watching in fascination as her fingers played with her pussy. Her nipples were hard and showed through the tiny top.

“When you caught me jilling off on the sofa the other night,” she said calmly, “you didn’t tell Marge about it.”

Ray was speechless, and his face flushed bright red. Courtney

climbed out of the pool and approached him. Little beads of water stood out on her sculptured body, magnifying the tiny hairs on her skin. Her little belly button was taut, and the bikini bottoms were cut terrifyingly low. It

crossed Ray’s mind that she had to shave her pubic hair to keep it from showing above the bikini line.

Courtney crooked her finger at him, beckoning him to follow her into the cabana they used to change clothes in. When they were inside, she turned to face him and stuck her hand back inside the bikini bottom. It was perfectly obvious to him that she was masturbating, and he could see the pink tip of her tongue peeking through her lips. She was staring at the rising lump in his golf shorts.

Courtney shrugged, and the bikini top fell away from her breasts…still tied, but now hanging around her hips. Her breasts were perfect, the rigid pink nipples pointing upwards towards the roof of the cabana. Ray’s breath was coming in ragged gasps. She slid the bottoms down and lay back on the

chaise in the cabana, her legs wide, her hairless pussy glistening in the mid-afternoon light.

Her fingers slid into her pussy as she watched his face. “Don’t you want to fuck me Ray?” she asked, opening the petals of her pussy so that he could see the pink inside. “I’m horny, and I can see you’re hard…”

Ray was petrified. Here he was, being offered the stuff of his dreams. She was old enough, his wife was out of the way for a couple of hours.

Courtney was no virgin, and she wanted him to fuck her…and he was paralyzed with fear.

She started to bait him purposely. “If you’re not going to fuck me Ray, at least let me see that huge cock.” There were four fingers inside her pussy now, and her breathing was harsh. “Come on, show it to me!”

Staring at her helplessly, Ray slowly unzipped his shorts and took out his cock. “Oh shit Ray, it’s pretty,” Courtney said, licking her lips. “Please

bring it over here so I can see it better.” She saw the look in his eyes. “It’s okay,” she said, “I promise, I won’t touch it unless you tell me I can.” Now he saw the amusement in her eyes and it made him a little angry. How could he have allowed this role reversal?