Felicity Ch. 01

"You are the one for her. The way you look at her tells me you know she is the one for you.

But as the oldest daughter it is my responsibility to tell you that if you hurt her I will have you offed."

She gave me another soft kiss on the lips.

I kissed her on the cheek and said, "If I ever hurt her I would welcome it."

She hugged me tightly as a soft sob escaped her lips.

She kissed me hard then ran to her mother and kissed her hard. She grabbed the bag with a bear and a kangaroo then picked up her daughter as she prepared to leave.

Tears were threatening to run down her cheek as she asked Jamie to say goodbye.

"Jamie said, "Bye grandma, Bye grandpa."

We kissed her bye and waved to them from the door. As soon as they were on the way Janice closed and locked the door,

As she headed towards the bedroom she said, "Last one dressed has to go down on the other."

That was a challenge I could lose, and happily did.

I was still undressing as I kissed my way up her thighs. She was breathing hard by the time my lips reached her pussy. Amazingly I was in no hurry and I kissed and licked and nibbled from her thighs to her belly button.

The next time my mouth was on her pussy her hand grabbed my head and she held me there. I kissed and licked all around and on her pussy but made infrequent passes at her clit. I could feel her anxiety. When I at last clamped my lips around her clit she exploded. I held on as best I could but I feared she had given me a black eye.

She gasped for breath as growls escaped her lips. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever.

I had never been so proud.

Shivers were still coursing through her body as I kissed my way up. I remembered each tits preference and gave them what they wanted; I devoured one and whispered endearments to the other. Janice had an orgasm, which may have been from the tit play, but it could have been an aftershock from the first one.

When I kissed her neck she grabbed my dick and placed it between her pussy lips. I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. I told her I loved her more than I ever imagined was possible to love anyone.

She told me she had been waiting for me all her life and she loved me more than I could ever understand.

We kissed and when we looked at each other again she said, "Now."

My dick slid into her pussy as if it was going home. We both groaned. It was a very tight fit so I set a slow pace, which she enjoyed.

I had to stop once to keep control. She understood and rained kisses on me as we waited.

After the crisis passed I found myself increasing my speed into her but in no longer in danger of loosing control. I began to fuck her in earnest trying to bring her to as many orgasms and as large an orgasm as I could.

Her first arrived quickly as did the second. Her third took her through an arduous tour of heaven and hell, getting her to the verge of release then sinking back only to go to a higher cliff and slide back. She was gasping for air between moans.

By the time her release arrived I was on the same cliff with her and we plunged down together. We had no control of our bodies; she bathed my dick and balls with fluids. By the time her body allowed her to breathe she was gasping through a deep groan. I felt as if my cum was draining my spine. I filled her pussy with so much semen that her pussy spasms were squirting it out all over our groins.

We had achieved cataclysmic orgasms.

We had made a mess.

I pushed my upper body up and kissed her breasts. She curled her legs around my ass and pulled me tighter into her. We waited for a more normal respiration rate.

She giggled and said, "My god, even though my tubes are tied I hope you did not just get me pregnant."

"Me too because even though I had a vasectomy I am sure my sperm found a way out."

In one quick exchange we had given each other important bits of information.

I slid my still semi-hard dick in and out of her pussy a few times and we listened to the obscene sounds they made. We turned to our side and kissed between bouts of laughter.

"We have to change the linens," she said.

"Lets do that then have some coffee and birthday cake then we can go ruin your couch."

"Deal," she said.

We talked about our first fuck while sipping coffee. We agreed it was the best in our lives by at least a factor of ten. We agreed it was the best because neither of us held any part of ourselves back. We had abandoned ourselves for each other.

She confessed that the third orgasm had her wondering if she was going to die.

I reminded her that the French called it the petit mort, the little death.

We took our first shower together then returned to bed bypassing her couch. We fell asleep in mid kiss. It was not yet nine o'clock but it had been a long and intense day.

And after all we were in our forties.

Her phone rang at about eleven thirty, it was Jana. She had gotten a call from her big sister gushing about her mother's boyfriend and had called to ask, "What boyfriend?"

Janice gave her a very short answer and asked her why she wasn't working.

Her daughter said she was working but had taken a break. She wanted more information about me.

Janice told her daughter, "This is not a good time for me to talk, we are in the middle of a fuck," then hung up.

She burst into giggles and said, "That felt good."

"You are my hero," I said.

She had begun to toy with my dick while on the phone. I was happy to see she had done effective work.

Janice slurped it into her mouth for a few moments then straddled me.

"Well, I did tell her she was interrupting a fuck," Janice said with a giggle.

As she sank into me she winced and said, "My pussy had not had any cock in years. It is a little tender."

"Yeah, my dick feels a little stiff right now."

I got punched on the shoulder for that pun so I just tried to keep my mouth shut while Janice found a comfortable angle and speed.

I told her she should try just rubbing her clit on me.

"One good fuck and you think you can order me around?"

She did however follow my advice and ten minutes later she had a nice orgasm. I was still hard and she remained impaled atop me.

I let her know I was concerned with her discomfort.

"Part one of full disclosure. The last man I fucked was my husband and that was about a year before he died. Our marriage had run its course but we were staying together because of the girls. That was not difficult since we were each other's best friends, but we were not lovers.

As you now know I am a sensuous person. Before and after my husband's death I went out with girlfriends looking for some guy to fuck me. Each and every time I came home with a woman to fuck me. Your cock is the first one to invade my pussy in five years. My pussy is just sore from lack of use but you are going to fix that problem for me."

After her speech she reclined over me and gave me a loved filled kiss.

After the kiss I commented, "Lubricants would be a good idea too. Maybe something that tasted like a mojito."

Janice giggled and slid off me. After another kiss she slid down and made love to my cock with her mouth. I warned her of my impending eruption but she never changed her pace until I was completely drained. She made sure was dick was slipping into a coma before she slid up my body for a kiss.

My facial expression was enough to tell her that I had never had a woman swallow my cum before in my life.

She said, "What? I had to swallow. I am not changing linens again tonight."

She kissed me wetly, making sure I could taste my cum in her mouth. I told myself that tasting my cum in her mouth would always mean that I had just had a world-class treat and I needed to enjoy that part too. Before she was done kissing me I was.

She assumed a spooning position in front of me and said, "Kiss me until I fall asleep."

She did not say where to kiss her so my first kiss was on her ass. The second to the small of her back that apparently tickled. I lifted her arm and bent over her and kissed a tit, then kissed her shoulder and the back of her neck. I continued kissing her shoulder and neck softly as I settled in behind her and she drifted into slumber.

The last thing she said before falling asleep was, "I love you so much it pisses me off."

I understood her perfectly and said, "Yeah, me too."

Sunday morning was my best morning ever, we did not dress and as we sipped our morning coffee we kissed every reachable part of each other's body.

We somehow ended up in the shower kissing while the water cascaded over us. We did some intermittent fucking in and out of the shower and as we returned to the kitchen for more coffee. She sat on my lap and slid my cock into her pussy.

"Something I need to know," I asked. "Just how fond are you of pussy?"

"I like pussy. I like tits. But neither is anywhere near a necessity in my life. I have had a few lesbian liaisons all resulting from allowing myself to be seduced.

In the back of my mind I felt there was a man just for me, someone to make me complete.

Tag, you're it," She said as she caressed my face.

We sipped our coffee and gently fucked in silence for a while.

"I have a favor to ask, any time you feel like exposing yourself do it only to me and to a few selected women, the ones that also want to play, like yesterday. That was fun."

"No problem," she said with a deep kiss. "I had not exposed myself in public for nearly twenty-five years. Yesterday felt good because you were watching us. Plus she had very nice tits. You however are very likely to see my tits in public often."

I said, "Her name is Francesca and is apparently the daughter of a mafia boss, maybe. She visits in the fall for about a month. Everyone assumes the man on her boat is her husband but I suspect he is a bodyguard. I have never seen her anywhere else but her boat."

"Hmm, that's too bad. I want her."

I slapped her ass as she giggled. Then I said, "Yeah, me too."

I got my shoulder punched for that.

We were about to get serious about the fact that my cock was buried in her pussy when her phone began to ring as her friends called to confirm the rumors about her and a boyfriend.

By the seventh call I had degenerated into a half civilized, tattoo covered, unemployed pig that was good in bed.

After the ninth call she just allowed the calls to go into her voicemail. We uncoupled and went to get dressed.

My clothes from the previous day had been refreshed in her dryer and we left her house for lunch by the bay.

Shawna's glee at seeing us together was a bit embarrassing and Janice had to ask her to cool it. She led us to my usual table outside and soon reappeared with my beer and a Zinfandel for Janice.

She hung around for a while until Janice said, "Shawna!"

"Oh, right. I have other customers. She then leaned over and gave Janice a kiss on the lips. I noticed that when Janice saw the kiss coming she had presented her lips to Shawna. The girl then stepped over to me and kissed my cheek. I did not see that coming.

Jana showed up before we ordered. After I was introduced Jana told her mother that they both had to go to the bathroom. Shawna saw them pass by and decided I needed another beer. When she returned with my beer she patted me on the shoulder and gave me another kiss on the cheek then left me to my thoughts.

My next thought was to ask myself what in the hell was my son doing here.

My son Matt was walking towards me, a look of relief on his face. He sat down at my table and told me he had come down to visit me and his dog and had worried when neither of us had shown up at the house last night.

He saw the glass of wine and asked, "Are you on a date?

"Yes, I had hoped for a quiet and intimate date. I am beginning to think its not going to happen. How did you know I was here?"

"I called Shawna."

"Stand up and pretend you are civilized; you are about to meet a very, very important lady."

Janice was approaching the table and I introduced her to my son. She gave me a surprised look and I said to her, "No, I did not know he was here."

Pleasantries were exchanged until I noted Jana had not come back. I gave Janice an inquiring look.

"She is having one of her frequent heavy discussions with Shawna. Here they come now."

Janice introduced my son to her daughter.

"Oh. Hi," Jana said as if she hat just connected a name with a face.

Shawna said, "Hi Matt. Do me a favor and give me a hand with this table."

Matt kissed Shawna on the lips as they added a table and chairs to ours.

Shawna said to Janice "Lucy and Allison are outside looking for a place to park."

Jana looked at Shawna with a question on her face and Shawna nodded yes as she patted Matt on the back as thanks for helping her.

Somehow Jana seemed pleased.

The two other sisters came in and introductions were made. Exploratory questions were answered all around.

Allyson and Matt seemed to tune the rest of us out after about twenty minutes. He learned from her that his basset was at her house with her basset.

I had ordered an appetizer sampler in hopes that they would share and leave. Shawna understood and brought each one a small plate. We were the loudest table at the restaurant for a while. We did look like a large family.

I leaned over and whispered to Janice, " I guess my poem on how great your pussy tastes will have to wait."

She shushed me while blushing and gave my thigh a hard squeeze.

After a while Janice suggested to Matt and Allison that they take their dogs to the dog park. The dogs would love to spend time with them. Ten minutes later, after they had given cheek kisses to each of us (my son is a smart ass) they were gone.

Ten minutes after that Shawna came to our table with drinks for three of us, she did not give one to Jana. She had also taken her nametag off and wore a Hawaiian shirt over the restaurant T-shirt. Jana stood as Shawna kissed our cheeks then she kissed us too.

They left together.

Lucy said, "I wish those two would stick to a decision one way or another. Keeping track of how the wind is blowing gives me a headache."

She was smiling until it occurred to her she had given me too much information.

Janice eased her concern as she countered, "Do what we do, relax and enjoy the show."

After a few pointed comments about my son and her youngest sister Lucy asked her mother, "Did you really tell Jana you could not talk to her because you were fucking?"

"Yes, her call irritated me and I knew that answer would keep her from calling back."

"And were you, ummm...."

"Lucy! How could you think that? We are old people that only need companionship."

As she was saying that Lucy could clearly see her mother's hand travel up my thigh and settle on my crotch. She saw my dick get hard under my trousers and she saw her mother grip it.

She blushed and called us gross old people claiming we had made her loose her appetite and she was leaving.

Her grin was wide.

She walked to our side of the table and told her mother she loved her before giving her a soft kiss on the lips.

She gave me a similar kiss and told me she loved me already.

After she left we found ourselves alone, no kids, not even a waitress. I sort of missed the cacophony.

Janice said that, "When we are all together like that we have a big family."

I nodded and kissed her then stood and moved the extra table away. I put everything from our table on it then went to the bar for two fresh drinks. Janice had decided she wanted a margarita and I got my usual Dos Equis. We sat close to each other and enjoyed the view. We kissed between sips of our drinks, her hand returned to my dick. I placed an elbow on the table, my arm towards Janice, and my hand close to a breast. Any small movement by my hand grazed her tit. My hand was restless.

After an intense kiss Janice said, "Your house is closer."

I tried to pay our bill only to be told I did not have one, it had apparently been paid.

I rushed us home and we managed a long gentle fuck, that is until we lost it completely and became animals.

After we recovered I gave Janice a tour of the house. All she had seen the previous day was from the front door to the back door and the dock.

I had an enormous open space in which the living room, the dining area, and the kitchen were. Janice loved the open spaces adding that she hated to be in her kitchen when she had company because she felt left out. She also liked having a clear path from kitchen to dining table.

I had three bedrooms one of which was my home office. Janice commented that it looked like IBM and Apple had thrown up in there.

I assured her that there was a logical order in the room. She smiled and her smile said, "Yeah. Right."

I tried to keep her attention away from my desk and the private investigator report sitting on it.

"Oh, that's who I used too," Janice said pointing at the report and giggling.

The second bedroom was the "Motel Room." It was where my son crashes when he comes over. It had a queen size bed, one night table and one chest of drawers. Most of the décor he had in the room went to college with him. The bed was unmade.

My bedroom was very large with a lot of empty spaces. I had a large king bed, two night tables and two lamps, a very large chest of drawers, and a stationary bike I used as a clothes rack. There was a dog bed by the dresser. The room had two walk-in closets one of which was empty except for a seldom-used set of golf clubs. I had a large bathroom with separate shower and tub.

At that point in the tour it occurred to me that my house had been waiting for Janice.

Her favorite part of the house was my covered porch. It extended the length of the house and overlooked the canal and the Back Bay. There were no houses between the sunsets and me. There was an extension to one side where the stairs came up and a closet looking structure that contained the elevator.

Janice was surprised when I walked out to the porch nude. As soon as she followed me she saw that voyeurs had no place to peek from unless they were on a boat and even then they had the wrong angle, my living area was thirty feet above water level.. The canal had a slight angle and my porch could not be seen from anyone else's porch.

I had two beach loungers, two plastic chairs and a table.

I had wired, put in the plumbing, and reinforced the deck to accommodate a hot tub but had never gotten around to buy one.

It was near sunset so I fixed us a pitcher of mojitos and Janice and I enjoyed our first sunset together, nude, drink in hand, as we caressed each other on my patio.

It may have been the most at peace I ever felt in my life.

About ten minutes after the sunset we noted that the mojito was gone and my dick was hard. Janice asked me if the lounge chairs could hold both our weights and I decided that would be possible if we were not moving, impossible if we were.

"No," I answered.

"We will need to fix that soon," she said as she guided me back inside by my cock.

Once in bed she pushed me onto my back and lowered her pussy to my dick. She may enjoy the act of penetration even more than I do, I though, even though it was very high on my own list of favorites thing.

All of our couplings had felt like a religious ceremony.

I put a pillow on my shoulder and hugged her to me. With her head on the pillow we could kiss without moving a muscle. We did just that for more than thirty minutes. My cock would twitch and her pussy would squeeze on occasion to remind us they were ready when we were.

Eventually we began some slow intermittent fucking to go along with our make-out session. Suddenly as we paused for an extra passionate kiss she gasped and climaxed. It was a no doubt about it cum that seemed to last an eternity. My dick spewed semen into her just as suddenly as she had climaxed. We held on to each other as we felt our bodies try to fuse into one. We kissed as we waited for the unexpected thrill ride to end.