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Hello once again. As in the past, comments are
both appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions
are also welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it
makes it easier for me to get your reaction. One
thing I do ask is that you now include your first
name and age in your comments. It gives me a
better idea who my audience is.
Snowbound
Part Two
by Ann Douglas
“Did your desk clerk tell you that we’d
need an extra room for Ilyssia?” Sean asked.
“An extra room?” Bobby repeated. “No,
he just told me that you’d called and said that you
were bringing a girl with you. I just assumed
that....”
Seeing where Bobby was headed, Sean
quickly cut him off.
“Bobby, she’s a friend of my daughter’s.”
he said in a lower tone. “I happened to run into
her at the airport.”
“Shit, Sean, I believe you.” Bobby replied.
“But even if that idiot clerk had gotten your phone
message straight, I don’t have another room to be
had. I’ve even had my staff quad up in order to
rent out their rooms.”
Sean turned and looked at Ilyssia for a
moment, a look of apology on his face.
“Of course I suppose I could give her my
room and bunk in with you.” Bobby mused. “I
did save you my best room, it’s up on the second
floor.”
Sean realized the offer Bobby was making.
Ever since he lost the use of his legs, Bobby never
slept anywhere but on the first floor of a building.
He had a terrible fear of fire and was forever
worried about being trapped on the second floor.
“No, Bobby, that won’t be necessary.”
Sean said. “We’ll make do.”
“I’ll do it, you know that.” Bobby said.
“I know you would, but I don’t want you
to.” Sean said.
“All right, but you know how I feel about
you, pal.” Bobby said. “If it wasn’t for you, I’d
be laying in a plot in some Veteran’s Cemetery
instead of in this chair. It might not have been a
perfect life, but it’s still a life.”
The bearded man had caught Ilyssia’s
interest. He could tell that she’d been wondering
about the connection between the two men.
“Don’t let this old fart fool you.” Bobby
said to Ilyssia. “He’s one of the bravest men I’ve
ever known.”
“Bobby, let’s not get into this.” Sean said,
somewhat embarrassed.
“It was back in ‘65, when old LBJ was
President.” Bobby said, determined to tell his
story. “We were two of the lucky one’s who got
to spend their summer vacations in beautiful,
tropical, South Vietnam.”
Sean was now clearly annoyed but Ilyssia
was totally fascinated. Bobby was talking about
names and places she’s only seen in a history
book.
“We were on guard duty one night in Tuy
Hoa, up by Highway One, when Charlie opened
up with a motor barrage.” Bobby said as his eyes
saw images from decades past. “So like the brave
soul I was, I froze. Just like that, scared stiff.
Then the lights go out as I catch some fragments
from a round that landed way too close. Next
thing I know, Sean here grabs hold of me and
carries me into a ditch, saving what was left of my
miserable life.”
“Bobby, how many times do I have to tell
you. There was nothing brave about it.” Sean
interjected. “I was diving for the ditch and you
were between me and it. I had to knock you into
it in order to get by.”
“Bullshit!” Bobby thundered. “I’m not
going to sit here and let this little lady think you
were some kind of coward.”
Quickly he turned his attention back to
Ilyssia.
“What he’s not telling you, pretty lady, is
that once the shelling stopped, Charlie started to
storm the base. Sean here picks me up and carries
me a half mile through the jungle and around the
flank of the VC attack. All the while, the SOB is
bleeding like a mother fu.... er like a stuck pig,
from a fragment he caught in his own leg. It was
enough to get us both shipped home ”
Ilyssia knew the story was true. She’d
seen the long jagged scar on Sean’s leg numerous
times over the years when she’d been over to
swim in the O’Shaughnessey’s pool. Sean would
never explain how he’d got it, just that it was an
old injury.
“Okay, history lessons over.” Sean said,
changing the subject. “I think it’s time we turned
in.”
“Room 214.” Bobby said as he handed
them a set of keys, now satisfied that he’d said his
piece. “Just off the top of the stairs.”
As Sean leaned over to take to keys,
Bobby whispered too low for Ilyssia to hear.
“I’m afraid it only has a double bed, pal.”
he said. “But maybe you can string a blanket
across the middle like they did in those old
movies.” he laughed.
“Bobby never changes.” Sean thought as
he picked up his bag and began to follow Ilyssia
up the stairs. “He’s still incorrigible. But then,
that’s why I still love him so.”
True to his word, Bobby had saved the
best room in the house for his friend. It wasn’t the
Hilton, but it was more than comfortable. Most
of the rooms on the first floor had been cut in half
and reconstructed to accommodate the hourly
trade.
“It’s pretty nice, you have to admit.” Sean
noted.
“Right now, all I care about is that it has a
hot shower.” Ilyssia said. “I feel like I’ve been in
these clothes for days.”
“Well the bathroom’s all yours.” Sean
said as he tossed his bag on the bed and opened it
to get out his stuff.
The sound of running water filled the
room as he heard Ilyssia turn on the shower. Sean
tried to block out the image of the young woman
behind the thin door, now devoid of clothes and
stepping under the warm stream. There was no
denying that Lisa, now Ilyssia had grown into a
quite desirable young woman. In fact, she was
even more attractive that her mother at her age.
The Giordano’s had been one of the first couples
they had become friendly with when they moved
to Spring Valley. After first meeting Donna
Giordano, Sean was almost sorry that they had
left their spouse swapping days behind them. He
didn’t blame Bobby for assuming that he had
brought her there to help warm his bed. As if a
young woman like that would be interested in an
old fossil like him. Still a man could fantasize, no
harm in that after all.
Sitting in the room, continuing to listen to
the sound of running water through the thin walls,
Sean thought back to when Kimberly and Lisa
were still teens. It wasn’t uncommon for the two
of them, as well as some of their friends, to sleep
over. Many Sunday mornings he would come
down to the living room and find a half dozen girls
in various types of undergarments spread around
the room. Most of them totally oblivious of the
effect their budding bodies were having on the
male of the species. At least in those early years
because he suspected that as they grew they
learned that lesson rather quickly.
He had to suppress a smile as he thought
of the night he caught his youngest son, Kevin,
spying on the girls after Kimberly’s 16th birthday
party. The 14 year old was hiding in the hallway
and playing with his cock as he tried to get a look
while the girls changed clothes. Getting that look
himself as he sent Kevin back to his room, Sean
realized that none of them were little girls
anymore.
Heading up the stairs, Sean noticed that
like his son, he was sporting a first class hard on.
The next morning, Amanda commented that she
couldn’t remember the last time he’d come to bed
so horny or when they’d spent so much of the
night making love.
Yes, it didn’t hurt to fantasize.
The hot water splashing against her skin
felt so good to Ilyssia. How much better this was
than spending the night in the airport. She let her
mind drift as she soaped up the wash rag and ran
it across her small, rounded breasts. Imagine Sean
O’Shaughnessey being some kind of hero in
Vietnam. Someone who actually did some of the
things in the history books she read in school. She
couldn’t imagine anyone having done something
like that and then keeping it a secret all these
years.
Ilyssia had always had somewhat of a
crush on Kimberly’s dad. She thought most of the
girl’s in their circle did. Of all the dad’s they
thought he was the coolest. Even on those nights
when they huddled together and talked about who
they’d like to do it with, Mr. O’Shaughnessey’s
name sometimes found it’s way into the
discussion. Of course never when Kimberly was
around, and always with the provision that ‘if only
he wasn’t so much older than they were.”
It was funny, she thought as she ran the
washcloth between her legs, the gap between
their ages didn’t seem so big now. Even though
he was now past fifty, he seemed closer to her 24
years then when he was only 42 and she was 16.
“I guess that’s because we’re both adults
now.” Ilyssia thought as she took hold of her long
hair and ran the hot water through it. “I guess the
older you get, the less age matters.”
She thought of Cynthia Moskowitz, a girl
who had worked for the firm last summer. She
had left to marry a much older man. He was 56
and she was 23. People kept saying how she was
throwing her life away. After all, most of the girls
in the office said, it wasn’t like the guy was rich or
anything. He wasn’t even handsome, most said.
The bulk of men in the office just kind of smirked
and whispered comments to each other about how
the groom was a luck so and so.
Ilyssia remembered being close enough to
hear when Sally Levin cornered Cynthia in the
ladies room one afternoon and actually asked her
how she could go to bed with such an old guy.
Rather than be intimidated by her presumption,
Cynthia looked Sally right in the eyes and said it
was easy -- because he was a great fuck! She
added that Sally could keep on humping the
teenage delivery boys, something that was almost
an open secret among the girls in the office, but
that there was no substitute for experience.
“I wonder what it would be like,” Ilyssia
asked herself. “To actually sleep with Sean.”
It was a question she had considered many
times as a teenager, but this was the first time it
had been answered by a sudden tingling between
her legs.
As he heard the water in the bathroom
shut off, Sean was considering the sleeping
arrangements for the night. While the king size
bed was certainly large enough for both of them,
perhaps prudence dictated that he take the couch.
It didn’t look too uncomfortable.
While it would never occur to him to take
advantage of the situation, he didn’t trust himself
not to innocently roll over during the night and
reach out for the warm body next to him. He still
had erotic dreams some nights and would rather
not tempt fate. It might be too embarrassing.
“Oh that felt great.” Ilyssia said as she
stepped out of the bathroom, her now clean body
concealed only by the small wrap around towel
that she’d found inside.
Stripped of the plain travel suit she’d been
wearing at the airport, it was immediately obvious
how much Ilyssia had changed in the years since
the last time Sean had seen her.
The long blond hair which had been
wrapped up in a bun now hung free around her
shoulders. Just below her hair, only partially
concealed by the cheap towel, stood a pair of
round, firm breasts. Below the other end of the
covering, which ended only a inch or so below her
crotch, stretched out a pair of long smooth legs.
“Bathroom’s all yours.” she smiled with a
warmth that could melt the snow piled up on the
windowsill.
“Definitely the couch.” Sean said to
himself as he stepped past Ilyssia into the
bathroom.
The bathroom mirror was still steamed up
as Sean began to shave. Thankfully he had been
doing it for so long that he could do it by touch
alone. Wiping the last of the lather from his face,
he caught the last vestiges of Ilyssia’s perfume in
the air. It had the scent of jasmine.
“Ah, if only it was 1971 again.” Sean
mused, remembering what it had been like when
he was Ilyssia’s age.
Sean initially turned on the shower’ cold
water, both to clear his head and to help take care
of the small matter of an erection he’d gotten from
watching her march across the room. Some
things were still the same after all. He could have
taken advantage of his hard on and masturbated,
he’d gotten quite good at that lately, but the lack
of a lock on the bathroom door put that idea far
from his mind.
Not that he expected her to walk in on him
or anything like that, but it was possible for her to
hear him. He remembered the sound the toilet seat
in his old house use to make when one of the boys
used to be in there playing with themselves.
Actually it made pretty much the same sound
when Kimberly used it for the same purpose. Until
he saw her come walking out, he had been sure it
was one of the boys in there. Ever the caring
father, he took the time to grease the bolts holding
down the seat, eliminating the noise for good.
Switching the temperature to hot, Sean
closed his eyes and wallowed in the tepid torrent.
His body didn’t used to hurt so much. He made a
note to find time in his schedule to get to the
health club more. Running his hands through his
short hair, he took note that the salt and pepper
hair was more of the former than the latter. Well
he should be happy, he told himself, too many of
his friends had all lost their hair.
Washing his balls, he discovered that
despite the cold shower, his erection was still
partially there. He slid his hand up and down the
length of his cock, enjoying the feel of his soapy
touch.
“Little chance of Ilyssia hearing me in
here.” the older man thought as he began
pumping his cock back to it’s original hardness.
Sean kept his eyes closed as he leaned
back against the tile wall and played with his cock.
Later on, he knew, he would be angry with
himself. It wasn’t right that he always found
himself having only solitary sex. Once of these
days he really should take up one of those offers
of dinner and such that the women around him
kept dropping. But for now, he was content just
to rest against the wall and enjoy the sensations.
“Can I help you with that?” Sean suddenly
heard a soft voice ask him, a voice only inches
away. Before he could even open his eyes, he felt
the touch of a gentle hand replace his own around
his pulsating cock.
“Lisa!” Sean called out as he realized the
situation.
“Don’t freak out on me now.” she smiled
as she pressed her naked body against his, running
her free hand through his soapy chest hairs. “I
think I’m probably as nervous as you are right
now. If I stop to think about what I’m doing, I’m
going to loose my nerve.
Sean opened his mouth to respond but
found his words cut off as Ilyssia’s lips pressed
against his, her tongue invading his mouth. The
young woman wasn’t giving him any time to think
about what was happening.
Five minutes before, Ilyssia had steeled her
nerve and opened the bathroom door just enough
to peek in. She recognized the way Sean had
looked at her when she’d come out of the
bathroom. The 24 year old had seen it on enough
men over the years. She had also noticed the
rising bulge in his pants as he excused himself into
the bathroom. It was now or never.
That small tingle she’d experienced earlier
had blossomed into a flame as she watched Sean
strip. She didn’t expect him to have the body of a
30 year old, but what she saw wasn’t bad.
Obviously Sean paid attention to his physical well
being. Much of his body hair was a mixture of
gray/white, especially that around his cock. That,
however, was as long and hard as any guy her
age.
Dropping the small towel to the floor, the
young blond took a deep breath and decided to go
for it.
“Ilyssia, we shouldn’t be doing this.” Sean
said as he broke the kiss. “I’m old enough to be
your father, and you’re a ......”
“I’m a grown woman who knows what she
wants and isn’t afraid to go after it.” Ilyssia
completed his sentence. “And you’re not my
father, so let’s not even go there.”
It was hard to argue with a young woman
holding your cock. That was a fact that Sean had
learned very early in life. It was equally obvious
that Ilyssia wasn’t about to relinquish her prize.
“Fuck!” Sean said in exasperation,
knowing that he didn’t have the will power to say
no a second time.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Ilyssia
laughed as she gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
Dropping to her knees in the tight shower,
the young woman quickly guided Sean’s cock into
her waiting mouth. A sudden rush ran though her
as she thought about what she was doing. It was
almost like incest. An idea that also occurred to
Sean as she looked down at the naked form of his
almost-daughter.
Captivated, Sean watched his hard cock
slide in and out of her eager mouth, delighting in
the wonderful sensations her tongue produced as
it swirled up and down his manhood. It would
take a lot more than a sudden act of conscience to
make him stop this now. The building would have
to be burning down, and even then he might
hesitate a little.
“Oh God, yes!” he moaned as Ilyssia ran
her darting tongue down the entire 7” length of
his cock and down across his balls. “Oh baby,
yes.”
Ilyssia never enjoyed a blow job more.
Hearing his words of encouragement just drove
her to want more. She slid his cock back into her
mouth, letting it slide as far back as it would go.
She felt Sean’s hands at the back of her
head as he began to fuck her mouth. Having him
take an active part in their play just added to the
turn on. She let it go on for a little while longer,
then managed to free her mouth.
“I don’t want you to come so easily.” she
said as she stood back up.
Sean understood her concern. Long gone
were the days when he could shoot his load and
be ready to go twenty minutes later. In fact, it
had been so long since he’d had a blow job, it was
a wonder that he hadn’t exploded into her mouth
as soon as she started.
Ilyssia continued to play with the wet hair
on his broad chest. Few of her lovers had any
chest hair at all, the current rage being to have a
smooth body. Nibble fingers played with his
nipples, finding them highly sensitive. On impulse,
she replaced her fingers with her tongue, bringing
another series of moans from Sean.
“Why don’t we move to the bed.” Sean
suggested as he began to feel the water splashing
them both beginning to cool.
“Excellent idea.” Ilyssia smiled, giving
Sean’s cock one last playful tug.
They didn’t even bother drying off.
Although she was half his size, Ilyssia was clearly
going to be the aggressor. She pushed Sean onto
the bed and climbed on top of him.
Straddling his chest, she leaned down and
pressed her breasts against his face, guiding her
own nipples to Sean’s mouth.
Sean eagerly accepted the rounded young
globes. He could remember when Ilyssia was still
a flat chested teen, sure she would never develop.
She had been so excited when they finally
appeared, trying to draw everyone’s attention to
the then small mounds. Well she certainly had no
trouble getting anyone to notice them now.
He ran his tongue across her small dark
circles, bringing her eraser shaped nipples to a
firm hardness. Her skin was so warm to the
touch. Passionately, he began to cover them with
kisses before taking one of her nubs into his
mouth. His tongue played with the hard little tip,
sending little shivers of delight through the smaller
woman.
"Oh that feels nice." Ilyssia gushed as
Sean moved to her other breast, continuing to
caress the first with his hand. “I can see what
Cynthia meant by the advantages of experience.”
she added silently.
As Sean continued to feast on her young
breasts, Ilyssia stretched her body along the length
of his. Lifting her ass up and down, she began to
massage his cock with her pussy, making it wetter
than ever. She couldn’t wait until he was inside
her, but reminded herself that there was no need
to rush. After all, they had all night.
In no time at all, the blond tressed
woman reached the edge of orgasm. It wouldn’t
take much to push her over the edge. Relishing
the fire racing up and down her body, Ilyssia
decided to find out what else experience was good
for.
Lifting herself totally off Sean for a few
moments, she moved to the head of the bed.
Once again she straddled the older man. This time
she was higher up, at a point where her wet cunt
stood poised just above his face. A face filled
with a broad smile, something she rarely noticed
on most of her much younger lovers. For the
most part, they usually they just looked at
cunnilingus as something they had to endure in
order to get to the good stuff.
Ilyssia had no sooner lowered herself
within easy reach when she felt Sean’s own nimble
tongue going to work. Driving it up deep inside
her, she felt it quickly locate her clit and begin to
play a melody on it. She could feel her juices
surging under his ministrations. A climax
wouldn’t be long in coming.
And what a climax it was. Ilyssia felt her
entire body tremble as all the air seemed to suck
out of her lungs. The beat of her heart was like a
trip hammer as she grabbed the headboard with
her outstretched hands and braced herself.
“Omigod!!!” was the only word she could
manage as one of the best orgasms of her life sent
her to a land of dreams. The dream lasted only
seconds in the real world, but they were the
longest seconds of her young life.
All the strength seemed to fade out of her
body as she collapsed on top of Sean. He cradled
her in his arms, kissing her gently over and over.
At the same time, he continued to stroke her
breasts with his other hand.
“Oh, I could really get to like this.” Ilyssia
purred as she snuggled up against his hairy chest.
“Take a few minutes to catch your
breath.” Sean said as he kissed her on the
forehead. “Then it’s my turn.”
They laid there for about fifteen minutes,
just enjoying the comfort of each other’s body.
Then Sean eased himself out from under her and
stood on the side of the bed. Out of the corner of
her eye, Ilyssia could see that he was once again
hard. Taking hold of each of her hips with his
large hands, he guided the much smaller woman
into a position where she was facing away from
him on all fours. He took hold of his cock and
rubbed it back and forth a little, making sure it
was as hard as it could be. Then, taking a step
forward, he pressed the head of his manhood
against her waiting hole.
Ilyssia arched her back, burying her face in
the softness of the pillows beneath her. Rotating
her hips back and forth, she rubbed her pussy
against his cockhead, coating it with her juices. A
soft push backwards caused her tunnel to spread
open as she eased him within her.
“Ohhhh.” she moaned as she felt him
enter her.
Rather that simply thrust himself up inside
her as she expected him to do, Ilyssia felt his
cockhead gently move in and out, never moving
more than a half inch at a time. Her sugar walls
closed tight around him as the gentle vibration
resounded throughout her body. With each
repetition, he moved deeper inside of her. A
corresponding increase in the pleasure
accompanying the depth of his passage.
“Oh yes....deeper ... deeper.” Ilyssia
moaned into the pillow.
Faster and faster Sean moved inside of her,
the speed of his thrusts increasing with each
movement. He’d moved onto the bed by this time,
his hand tightly wrapped around her waist to keep
her from crashing into the headboard. The beat of
his balls against her asscheeks was the only sound
in the room, save that of both their labored
breaths.
Finally, after endless moments of
anticipation, Ilyssia felt Sean's body began to
tense, a warning that he had reached the edge of
his self control. She was amazed he had lasted
this long. She pressed her body back against his,
adding her own energy to the explosion she knew
to be imminent. At the same time she reached
down under her own body to find her inflamed
love button. Frantically she added her own fuel to
the conflagration within her.
She felt her new lover suddenly stop his
forward motion and knowing that this was it,
stopped as well. She wanted to savor the
moment. Then his body shuddered, triggering
volcanic waves within her as well. Her pussy
exploded as she felt the first burst of the older
man’s cum fill her body. Raw, violent bodyquakes
shook her form, radiating outward until they filled
the core of her being.
Her climax earlier had only been an
overture to a symphony. No lover had ever
brought her to this level before. Even Johnny had
been a rank amateur when now measured against
his father-in-law.
Now it was Sean’s turn to drop exhausted
on the bed. Thankfully he landed alongside Ilyssia
rather than on top of her. Her pussy still tingling
from the excitement of their lovemaking, Ilyssia
shifted her position until her head was now laying
alongside Sean’s now semi-soft cock. Gently, she
took it into her mouth, licking up the sweet
mixture of both their nectars. It was a taste she
truly loved.
“Oh that was great.” Sean said as he laid
back on the bed, his eyes still closed. “It has been
so very long.”
It was then that Ilyssia realized that she
had been his first woman since he had left his wife.
In a way she felt honored.
“I have been fantasizing about this since I
was 16 years old.” she said as she shifted her
body and kissed him once again, the flavor of their
lovemaking still on her lips.
Sean had know way of knowing she was
exaggerating, but she wanted tonight to be as
special as it could be for him. She had actually
wondered what it would be like to have slept with
him when she was 16, but that was only the
abstract fantasy of a young girl. The reality was
so much better as a grown woman.
“To tell the truth,” Sean said. “I
fantasized about you a few times back then
myself.”
“Really?” Ilyssia asked, knowing he was
telling the truth. “Was it worth the wait?”
“Definitely.” Sean smiled as he kissed her
again.
They laid there in each others arms for the
longest time, watching the snow continue to fall
outside the window. Neither of them made it
home for Christmas and they made love at least
twice a day for the next few days. The old Santa
had been right. It definitely had been a very, Merry
Christmas.
END
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