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Heather's Bucket List - 1
by Illicit Writer (illicitwriter@hotmail.com)
***
Nineteen year old Heather is attracted to an older
married man in her apartment building. She starts to
think of all the things she'd like to do. (M/F-teen,
reluc, 1st, oral)
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PART 1
Heather walked down Belmont Avenue, her heart beating
furiously. She had survived another boring day of
classes (Rhetoric and Trig!). And now she eagerly
entered the lobby of her high rise, her eyes hungrily
searching the lobby. The concierge tipped his cap and
smiled, but otherwise the spacious room was empty.
Sinking disappointment filled her as she trudged over to
the elevator. She was sure she had timed coming home
right and that she would see the man she had fantasized
about to get through the boring lectures. As she waited
for the elevator, she figured she had an hour or so
before her mom came home... more than enough time to rub
away the need she had felt all morning. Sometimes it
sucked living at home while in college.
"Hold the door please!"
Heather grabbed the closing door and peeked out.
Beautiful brown eyes met hers and she blushed at the
spark of desire she felt. Their eyes met and she got
lost in that handsome face. She ducked her eyes
bashfully.
"Thanks." He said, slightly out of breath. He reached
past her to press the button for the 44th floor (the top
floor of the building). She imagined she felt the heat
build as their bodies crossed close to one another. He
must have just come from work. He wore a dark blue suit
with a sage shirt and tie.
"No problem." Her voice squeaked and she almost stomped
her foot at her girlish tone.
"You get home from school?"
She tried to meet his gaze and felt the blush return.
"Yeah." SHIT! Why couldn't she give more than short
answers!
"I didn't think high school got out so early. I remember
you seeing you on Monday."
"I'm in college."
"I didn't realize that!" He smiled kindly. "I thought
you were sixteen – seventeen at most."
Heather laughed but cursed her body. Yeah, her C cup
tits drew the gaze of many men. But her body still
lacked more curve of the hips and she brought to mind
skinny instead of petite. Plus she kept her hair long,
all of which made her look younger than her nineteen
years.
"No I'm nineteen."
"A freshman in college?"
"Sophomore."
"Cool... I loved my college days." He laughed. "Long
ago..."
She looked up at him. He had slight laugh lines around
the eyes, but otherwise he projected strength...
masculinity. She remembered when she first saw him. She
had been absently looking around, waiting for a friend
to pick her up. She saw the powersuit and almost ignored
him, but then he turned his face towards her. She had
never felt the shock of desire she felt looking at his
beautiful face. Of course, she guessed he was in his
thirties (maybe even forties!?), but there was something
about his gaze. He projected a masculine sexuality.
Since then, she had skipped around the lobby at various
times, trying to figure out his schedule.
She liked him in his suits because it made him imagine
him being an important CEO. When she saw him in short
and a t-shirt, she could see he kept himself in good
shape and she imagined she saw a nice sized bulge ready
to spring out. Even when she saw him with his wife, it
only reinforced his virility in her eyes.
Take a breath of courage she smiled up at him. "Not so
long ago surely."
He glanced at her and this time she did not break away
from his stare. "It's been twenty years since..."
Heather heard the ding and knew they had come to her
floor. Reluctantly, she shouldered her backpack and
stepped out of the elevator.
Wetting her lips, she turned and stuck out her hand.
"I'm Heather."
He put his foot at the door and smiled (what an amazing
smile!). "I'm Don."
She held his hand a little longer after he released his
grip.
"Um..." Barely daring to believe she had the courage,
she continued. "Um, I've always wondered what the top
floor condos looked like. Could you show me?"
Surprisingly he blushed (had he been checking out her
butt? She had worn her tightest pair of jeans in the
hope of seeing him). "What would your parents say about
going into a stranger's place?"
Heather felt a surge of confidence. "One, I'm an adult.
Two, you are hardly a stranger. We've seen each other
around the building for the past few months."
"True..." He looked up thoughtfully at the ground.
Absently, they trailed up her legs and settled on her
breasts.
Heather felt a thrill of excitement. When Don realized
what he where his gaze was, he looked away and blushed
deeper. "Don't worry, I have to head back down soon
anyway." She gave him a sarcastic smile. "My parents
will be home soon."
He motioned her back into the elevator and the teenager
felt a thrill run through her. As the elevator continued
up, there was an awkward silence.
"So... you haven't been in the building very long."
"Yeah, I – um we moved in earlier in the year." Don
smiled and nodded his head. "You?"
"Yeah, my family moved in eight years ago."
"Cool. Ah, here we are."
Heather followed him down the corridor, her eyes
wandered over his broad shoulder down to a cute ass that
played peek-a-boo beneath his suit jacket. He turned and
smiled after opening his door.
"After you." He waved her through the doorway.
"Why thank you sir." She flashed a smile at him.
She imagined him drinking in her body as she tried to
sway her hips a little more. A good sized kitchen was on
the right but it was the large room that drew her eye.
The entire wall was paneled with windows looking out
over Lake Michigan.
Oh wow," Heather moved to the windows, barely noticing
the rest of the room. "You have a place facing the
lake!"
he saw Lake Shore Drive snake far below her. The lake
was calm, waves barely registering before disappearing
against the shoreline. The lake vanished beyond the
horizon blurring against the blue sky.
She felt Don step up behind her and say, "This is why we
bought the place. You should see it at sunset."
Heather dropped her bag and took a half step back so her
body brushed against him. Before he could move away, she
grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the southeast
corner where she could see a part of the Chicago
skyline.
"Now that is spectacular." She didn't let of his hand as
she stopped to look at the view. Don was forced to pull
away his hand or stand close to her. She smiled as he
moved up against her.
She leaned back... lightly at first and slowly let her
body fall against his. She felt his solid frame. She
inhaled his masculine scent. She still refused to let go
of his hand and began to trace fingernails up his arm
with her other hand.
"Um... Heather. Perhaps you should go."
The teen's confidence nearly crumbled. Of course he
wasn't interested in her. But as she turned towards him,
her hip brushed against him and she clearly felt his
rock hard cock!
She looked up at him and he returned her gaze. She had
never really been attracted to older guys, but there was
something about Don..
She reached up and gently touched his chin. When he
didn't pull away, she stepped closer, pressing herself
against him. Oh yes, she could very easily feel his
cock.
"I'm married." Don said, but he didn't move away from
her.
"Well that's good cuz I don't want to get married any
time soon." Heather bit her lip unsure what more to say.
Instead, she pressed herself harder against him.
"I'm twice your age."
"I don't care." She moved her hips up and down against
his crotch. Something in his face change and he leaned
forward to kiss her.
A shiver of excitement ran through her, as his hands
gripped her hair. She felt her body start to respond,
but then he quickly broke it off.
"You are hot little girl aren't you." He whispered in
her ear.
Gasping for breath, Heather merely nodded.
"You've gotten me hard." He pushed her back and
unzipped. Her eyes locked upon his manhood.... thicker
than any of the boys she had been with before. "Oh, I
see you like it." He stepped forward and pushed down on
her shoulders.
Her knees buckled willingly and his hand cupped the
back of her head. He pulled her forward and she had no
choice but to open her mouth and his head slid in.
Heather was surprised to feel how wet she was! Yeah she
had wanted this to happen, but before when guys pulled
her head for a bj it was a turn off.
He pulled her back and his cock popped out. He rubbed it
along one cheek and then the other. She purred and tried
to swallow it again, but his grip on her hair tightened
and kept her in place. Instead, he rubbed the head of
his cock back and forth along her lips.
"You're a hot slut... you look perfect right there."
Heather smiled brilliantly.
Don tilted her head down and she obediently opened her
mouth. She felt the head slip in. He gasped and pushed
deeper. Heather opened wide, taking his penis further
than she had ever sucked a guy before. The tip pushed
against the roof of her mouth... deeper until she was
about to gag.
"Oh yeah, you like that don't you."
He jerked deeper and the cock rammed against the back of
her throat. Tears blurred her vision and she fought to
keep from gagging. And then... and then... the
discomfort and pain flipped to pleasure. Warmth spread
down her body.
Don began plunging in and out of her mouth. Each thrust
brought a new wave of pleasure. She was definitely wet
now. Her right hand felt the seam of her jeans at her
crotch and pressed. A mini climax shook her body and she
moaned in ecstasy.
He must have sensed her reaction because he chuckled.
"You are so fucking hot."
She looked up at him and saw his eyes hungrily gazing
back at her. She felt locked, unable to look away,
unable to do anything other than to be his personal
pleasure toy.
The thrusts sped up. His grip tightened and warm cum
began to spurt. Each spurt filled her mouth and she
eagerly swallowed it all. He continued moving in and
out, slowing with each thrust. His cock shriveled, but
she continued sucking until his grip released her hair
and he stepped back.
"Get up." He ordered as he zipped up his pants.
She stood immediately and stayed still. He smiled at her
and unbuttoned her jeans and slowly unzipped them.
Heather gasped as his hand reached in. A finger slid her
panties aside and slipped into her.
Don pulled it out and held the shiny finger in front of
her face. Thoughtfully, his brought it to his mouth and
tasted it. "Well then, where do we go from here?"
End of Part One
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