EXCERPT Since Marla, my ex-wife took off, I had been careful around women. For the
most part I stayed away from any woman who even acted serious. When the pressure
got too great, I called in a rental. Commercial sex seemed best for my needs. I
didn’t want or need a woman in my life, so why had I invited Patsy Lynn Miller
into it? I didn’t have an answer so I took my beer out to the patio to watch
Patsy play in the pool.
“Did you bring me a beer?” she called from the edge of the pool.
“No, you’re too young to drink,” I said.
“Am not,” she countered and did a surface back-dive giving me a look at
her sparsely covered pussy. She swam to the ladder and came out dripping water
as she did. “How about a trade? I’ll give you a blow-job and you give me a
beer.”
“I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Patsy,” I said. “you do not
have to bargain your body or services for anything here.”
“Fine then,” she said kneeling down between my legs. “How about I freely
suck your cock and you freely give me a beer?” She unzipped me and took my
dick out. My harder-than-I-would-have-thought-possible-dick. “Ohh, this is a
pretty cock.” She said and lowered her heads taking me into her hot mouth. She
sucked me for a few minutes then took my dick out. “You can cum in my mouth if
you want to. I like the taste of cum.” That became apparent when I erupted him
her mouth and she swallowed all of it, but not before rolling my cum around in
her mouth before she did.
“That was good,” she said. “All I need now is a beer chaser. You want
another one while I’m getting mine?” I grunted that I did and she went to get
them. Patsy Lynn was an excellent cocksucker and I wondered how she had became
such an expert.
“Did you like the blow-job?” she asked when she returned with the beer.
“I did like it. Very much,” I answered. “You are quite good.”
“Yeah, everybody says that. I think I’m so good because I really like to
suck cocks. I can get off givin’ head. Did the doctor call?”
“Yes, he did. He said your blood was as clean as a whistle. He also said
you were suffering a lack of semen in your system. He said you should suck me
off every day for a long time.”
“You’re telling a whopper,” she laughed. “Of all the stuff I ain’t been
getting lately, cum sure as hell ain’t it. I sucked some dude’s cock nearly
every day for months. I sucked Larry two or three times a day since we hooked
up. The doctor said I was all right?” She seemed surprised. “That’s a comfort to
know.” I said a silent amen to that.
“He said you were fine. He said to keep taking the vitamins and minerals
he gave you and eat right. Speaking of eating right, I better go get dinner
started.”
“I can cook,” she said eagerly. “I been cooking since I was twelve. Let me
cook our supper.”
Patsy Lynn proved that she was a pretty good cook. Nothing fancy, which
suited me fine, but it was all good. It was some things she picked out at the
store. Turnips greens, black-eyed peas, and cubed steak. She made the steak into
country fried steak with thick brown gravy. She served mashed potatoes along
with the greens and she even made cornbread. We had a store bought apple pie
with ice cream for dessert.
“This is good pie, but I could do better,” she said. “I can make a crust
that will melt in your mouth.” After the scrumptious meal I did not doubt her at
all. Patsy Lynn Miller had a lot of talents. One I discovered later that
night.
After dinner which she insisted on calling supper, we watched TV for a
while. When my eyes got heavy I told her good night and went to my room. I
hadn’t been in bed very long when she pecked on the door.
“Dan, are you asleep?” she whispered.
“Yes I am. What’s wrong, Patsy?”
“Nothing’s wrong,” she said coming in the room. “I’m kinda horny and I’d
like to fuck you if it’s okay with you.” I was trying to formulate a response
when he got in bed beside me. “No big deal, I just need some cock,” she said
pushing her naked body against me. If I had any resolve it vanished. The fact
she was almost young enough to be my daughter had no meaning to me at all.
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Children`s Fiction
Erotica Fiction
