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Archive name: 20thhole.txt (mf,rom)
Authors name: Motionman@hotmail.com
Story title : The 20th Hole (Part Two)
-=*=-
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-=*=-
The 20th Hole
by Motionman@hotmail.com
Quickly, Steve swapped ends, and positioned himself
between her welcoming, wide-spread thighs, which were
still quivering with the fading echoes of her orgasm.
Andrea grasped his turgid man-tool and pulled him to
her wide and waiting love passage. He watched her
nest the swollen and angry purple cock-head at her
opening, she pressed it hard against her cunt's lips
and forcefully dragged it the length of the slit,
worming her pelvis against it to further stimulate
her already swollen passion bud. That action drove
her to a new height of lust, and her body convulsed
in another orgasmic tidal wave.
"Aaaarrrrghhhhh! Unnnnhhhhhhhhhh! Oh god, oh god, oh
god! Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Oh my gooooddddd!"
At that moment of her blind passion, Steve drove his
hips forward. As well-lubricated as she was, Steve
expected his cock to immediately sink balls-deep in
her thrashing body.
"Ugggnnnnhhhh," he groaned as the strength of her
orgasmic contractions nearly prevented him from enter-
ing his goal.
"Unnnhhh!" He thrust again at her tunnel fortress,
and this time lodged his cock-head firmly within the
vaginal opening's tight ring.
'Christ, she's got a snapper,' he thought as he con-
tinued to force his way into her body. From his
earlier digital exploration of the inner recesses of
her femininity, he knew that she was tight, but this
was beyond his expectations. It was like he was taking
her virginity.
As he continued the action that nature had dictated
since a time long forgotten, Steve could feel her
tightness forcing the blood back up his invading
shaft, an unusual, yet not unpleasant feeling. He
pulled back, and thrust forward, the rocking, sawing
motion stretching and widening her love grotto. Inch
by inch, he gained her innermost flesh, until finally
he felt his cock-head bump against her rubbery cervix.
He was finally home.
Andrea heaved and thrashed against him, attempting to
drive the tool she so desperately wanted deeper into
herself.
Once his pubic bone had met hers, he lowered himself
to his elbows and scooped her shoulders up so her face
was touching his. Her arms wrapped around his
shoulders and the pair of them luxuriated in the first
moment of their joining. Finally their lips touched...
almost shyly at first, then pressing and mashing to-
gether. Andrea broke the spell by driving her tongue
forward, past his lips, seeking his tongue. Once she
found it, she pushed and probed, finally settling for
a gentle caress as his tongue quickly entered the act
and overpowered her.
They both maintained just enough activity at their
lower junction to keep the level of stimulation up,
but for the moment, they were very satisfied to em-
brace, kiss and enjoy that special moment of first
connection.
For Steve, it had been months since he experienced
female physical contact, and this moment with the
daughter of his best friend was so totally unexpected
he didn't know how to react.
A sudden wave emotions swept over him, and he paused
to let the full impact of the physical sensations and
emotion of the moment calm down. He could feel the
gentle grip of her warm, wet pussy massage his hard
cock, and it felt so absolutely glorious!
For Andrea, her "Uncle" Steve had been the focus of
many of her juvenile dreams. She loved her Dad, but
"Uncle" Steve, who was always there for her when her
Dad wasn't (and sometimes when her Dad was), was the
model man for her...even when she was in California.
Now she had him, and he was buried in her...six inches
of maleness, six inches of some her favorite youthful
fantasies.
Slowly Steve began the timeless dance of copulation.
Gently at first, in long, easy strokes, he let the two
of them get their bodies in synch. He gradually picked
up the pace, and Andrea mirrored his actions, meeting
him thrust for thrust.
He grunted, she moaned.
"Ungggghhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhh! Ohhhhh!"
The was no time, there was no space for them. They
were suspended within themselves and each other. They
were alone. They were together. They were everything
and nothing. They were a "black hole" swallowing the
universe at one moment; the next, they were the birth
of the universe.
Their tongues dueled and caressed. Teeth nibbled and
bit. Fingers caressed one moment, and clawed the next.
It was a dance of lust, of passion and as their joining
went on, it became a dance of love as well.
Steve raised himself up from Andrea and pulled his
torso erect and watched with no small degree of wonder
as his cock stretched her cunt open on the out stroke,
exposing both sets of cunt lips and her stiffened love
button. Then amazingly, her body would seemingly suck
him back into her as he pushed forward.
Andrea raised herself up on her elbows to watch him
appear, then disappear back into her body, and could
seem to feel the ridged edge of his cock-head ripple
the length of her vaginal tunnel. Though her anatomy
texts told her there were no sensory nerve endings
there, she felt that they had to be wrong, she could
feel something!
Suddenly, Andrea raised herself, and grabbed Steve's
neck and pulled him down hard to her, locking him in
an almost savage embrace, his chest mashing against
her firm tits, and her mouth locked almost painfully
to his. Immediately, her orgasm swept through her
like a firestorm. One instant she felt so tender
toward this man, the next minute she was a wailing
banshee...swallowing him entirely with her sex. Her
body shook and quaked, then she went momentarily rigid,
and could feel the muscles of her cunt stroking and
pulsing around this wonderful hardness inside her body.
She was no inexperienced young woman by any stretch of
the imagination, but the intensity of this orgasm
caught her completely off guard.
Steve too, was not prepared for this onslaught of
emotion from her. Karen had been terrifically
passionate in their love-making, and from Jerry's
off-handed comments when he'd had too much to drink
told him that Chris was a tiger when she was fucked,
but he wasn't prepared for this at all. He had all
he could do to hang on, though with the grip her
pussy was putting on his dick, there wasn't much
doubt she'd hold on to him!
As she reached her crescendo, Steve rolled over on his
back, and thrust himself upward into her. She screwed
her face up in passion as his dick hammered her cervix
and his pelvis ground into her clit. Time and again,
he bucked against her and she continued her special
voyage through time and space.
Finally, he relaxed his efforts and just held her as
she slowly came down from her orgasmic high.
"Oh, Uncle Steve, that was the most marvelous thing!
I have never been there before! Oh, how wonderful,
how wonderful, how wonderful!"
She smiled, then slowly tears formed in the corners of
her beautiful eyes, slid down her cheeks and splashed
on his chest.
"Oh if I could only bottle and sell that moment," she
said after she regained her composure. "The feeling,
the smells of our bodies, the taste of your sweat,
the feeling when we rolled over, everything. I'd be
rich...so rich!"
"I am rich, just holding you right now," said Steve.
"This is so wonderfully right for the moment, it's
just right..."
Andrea raised herself up, her tanned body glowing
bronze in the late afternoon sun, she looked down at
Steve, then slowly lowered her mouth to his and
delivered a tender kiss. Then as he had, she began
a slow, rhythmical dance of her own upon his phallus.
Back and forth, slowly but with an increasing tempo,
she slid her sex tunnel the length of him, and then
pushed it back into her. Her sensitive, puffy breasts
were raking across the thick, wiry mat of hair on his
chest, and soon the abrasion was too much, and she
lifted herself onto her elbows, which allowed his
hands to squeeze the swollen, fleshy mounds.
Soon his hips began to thrust with her tempo, and she
raised herself upright. She looked down at their
junction, and watched with fascination. She pulled
him out of herself, and before he could finish the
groan of disappointment, she squatted over him, took
his cock in her hand and put him back into herself.
Again, she was in total control, and she began to
stroke him with tightening her cunt and plunging her
entire weight down on his cock. At the top and bottom
of each stroke, she'd rotate her pelvis, driving him
crazy.
He tried to match her thrusts, but she placed her hands
on his hips, preventing him from doing anything but
receiving the exquisite pleasure-torture from her.
Additionally, the sight of this bronzed young goddess,
sweat glistening from her body like a jewel was like a
priceless piece of art. As he watched her taut body
rise and fall, impaling herself so lustfully upon the
ivory shaft, he suddenly felt the tell-tale sign of his
impending explosion. There was that almost painful
tickle inside him, and his nuts drew up. He could feel
it.
"Ohhhhh, Anddddrreeeeaaa! Here it commmmeeesss!
Ohhhh, Ohhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"
Andrea, looking between her legs, saw his legs stiffen.
She knew what that meant before he said anything. She
wanted to be clear-minded for this moment, and she
tightened her inner muscles, milking his hardness,
heightening his pleasure. She drove her hips down upon
him, rotating her cunt around his cock.
He couldn't move and he was beginning to cum, he felt
the pressure build and then the first burst left his
body, jetting into the receptacle made to receive it.
Despite the fact that Andrea was firmly holding his
pelvis to the cushion, nature dictated his movements,
tightening his butt muscles and attempting to rotate
his pelvis up into hers.
The orgasm struck him like a lightening bolt, the
energy radiating outward from his groin, and striking
at every nerve, then it seemed like every hair on his
body was alive and standing straight up. The initial
spasm that sent his seed blasting against her womb
opening set off a blinding light behind his eyes.
Andrea saw his body tense, his eyes close, and his face
tighten into a grimace...she knew he was going to the
same timeless universe she had visited moments ago.
Normally, she would fight to come with her lover, but
not this time. She wanted to watch this special person
of her life receive something from her that she had
wanted to give him for so many years.
For Steve, it was like rocketing through time and space
as bright white specks sped past, and colorful burst
after colorful burst of light swept over and around
him, taking him on a warp speed trip to a universe
uncharted. Suddenly he felt a change in the sensation
around his still spurting cock.
Andrea had lifted herself from imprisoning his phallus
with her warm femininity and replaced it with her mouth.
He opened his eyes, and saw her engulf him swiftly, and
began bobbing her head up and down to continue the flow
of his man-cream. She'd bob, he'd spurt. She'd swallow.
Then she would repeat the process, until his system was
completely drained of cum.
At last, she raised her head and looked into his eyes.
Slowly she extended herself to his side and their
mouths joined. He tasted her sweetness and his sour-
ness, and their tongues slowly swirled about their
mouths, savoring the flavors they found. Gently,
Steve stroked her hair and her cheek, while Andrea
ran her hand across the matted hair of his chest.
Finally, she broke the silence.
"Uncle Steve, I have wanted this moment for years. I
dreamed about what it would be like with you from the
time I knew something about sex.
"This was a fantasy that came true. And, it was as
great as I ever dreamed it could be. Thank you, thank
you so much for this moment."
He said, "Andrea, I guess if it was meant to be, it
was meant to be. You are an absolutely gorgeous young
woman, and I want you to know how pleased I am you are
back home... and not because of what just happened.
And, I would be less than honest if I said that I am
also flattered that you were attracted to me for all
those years. I'm pleased that I lived up to your
expectations."
About that time, the last foursome of the day left the
18th tee to pursue their golf balls up the fairway.
Andrea turned to Steve and said, "Maybe we should call
this the 20th hole!"
He laughed, "You're right! Would make for an interest-
ing name for the home!"
She thought a moment, then said, "You know, we do need
to christen the 21st hole! Perhaps we shouldn't call
the sign maker just yet! The weekend is still young,
and my roommate won't be home 'til Monday. Ya game?"
Steve drew a huge mental sigh and said, "Why not...
like you say, we have all weekend!"
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A special and heart-felt "thank you" to my dear friend,
Kristen Kathleen Becker. Her encouragement and proofing
has helped produce this first effort, and her friendship
is priceless to me.
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