orgasm none the less: her gasping and moaning increased as I felt her tighten around me as I continued to piston in and out of her, neither speeding up or slowing down. After it was over, she was even hotter and wetter inside, and I leaned forward so I could play with her breasts and nipples. I sped up my thrusts into her, and she responded by rocking in time with my motions, as well as reaching between her legs to rub her clitoris. When she did that, I could feel her fingertips brush against my scrotum when it swung forward as I thrust into her – the brushing contact stimulated me, and after only a few minutes, was thrusting into her more firmly, causing minor waves in the flesh and muscles of her ass cheeks from the impact.

After a few minutes of this, I could feel my balls tighten up, and knew that I wasn't far from release. When I told Jan 'I'm close!', her efforts at her crotch increased, and it didn't take long before her back was arching and relaxing as she, too, got closer to her orgasm. As I got close to my climax, Jan had hers: she nearly screamed as her back arched one last time, and I could feel her vaginal muscles tightening around me; had it not been for the copious lubrication she'd made, I doubt that I would have been able to continue moving in her. It was the incredible feeling when her vagina started an intense, rapid milking sensation that finally pushed me over the edge – pushing myself as far into her as I could, I released shot after shot into her rhythmically clasping insides, while I felt her fingers dancing on her clitoris and tickling my balls at the same time. The combination of her heat, the flexing of her internal muscles, and the involuntary motions we made as we met at the peak of release was incredible – I thought that my balls were going to be the next things to launch out the end of my penis.

Even after I felt the last spurt of my semen leave me, I stayed hard from the sensations she was creating around me; she continued to rock back and forth, churning our combined fluids into a froth that was forced out of her vagina, drenching her mons and my balls. When her spasms ended that I felt her draw a long, ragged breath before collapsing onto her elbows, her ass still in the air; she let her head fall to the bed, and I leaned forward and rested, my hands on the bed on each side of her, kissing her softly on her shoulders and the back of her neck – and still buried in her.

We stayed like that for only a couple of minutes before we both felt the need to lay down before we fell down. Holding her, I pressed my hips forward, guiding her to lay down, with me over her, before rolling us onto our sides, my semi-erect penis still held in her womanly grasp.

Still holding her, I let my hand slide up until I was holding her breast in my hand, and started slowly running my thumb over the nipple, causing her to shudder every so often with orgasmic aftershocks. Eventually, though, she stopped responding, and I contented myself with simply holding her as she recovered. After a bit, I noticed that she'd worn herself out, and fallen asleep; not long after that, I felt my softened penis pull free of her, and the trickling of our fluids as they were released. Shortly after that, I fell asleep myself, still holding her.

It was a couple of hours later that I awoke to the sound of Mabel telling me that I had a phone call. Instructing 'her' to let it through, I found that my secretary had called to see if I was okay; telling her that something had come up (!!), I said that I was fine, but that I didn't think that I'd be in that day. It being a Friday, I told her that if things were slow, she could go ahead and go home early. Reassured that I wasn't dead or injured, she readily agreed, and that ended the conversation. During it, I noted that I'd rolled over onto my other side, as had Jan – we were now in the spoon position with her behind me, and her hand firmly grasping my limp -and admittedly a bit tender – member. My talk with my secretary apparently woke her up, because a few moments after the connection broke, I could feel her moving around a bit behind me as she tried to get as close to me as she could, pressing her breasts into my back. I could also feel the tickle of her pubic hair on my ass (a truly unique sensation), and her warm breath on my shoulder blade.

Once settled, she told me 'Thanks, Uncle Dan. That's a really nice way to start the morning!'

'It sure as hell is – if it doesn't kill me first!'

She almost literally purred into my back as she said 'No, I'm not going to kill you. You're too much fun alive.'

'Yeah, but have you ever heard the phrase 'killing with kindness'? I'm starting to worry if that's not what you're doing to me!'

She giggled a bit, and replied 'No, if there's any kindness, it's you showing it to ME. You've been an absolute dear since I got here, and I really appreciate it.'

'Yeah, well, I kinda enjoyed it, too, you know.'

'Oh, I know! As nice as it is laying here with you, I'm starting to feel kind of, um, squishy. I want to take a shower, but I don't want to get up, either.'

'I'm feeling kind of the same way – kind of sticky, but not wanting to break this up, either.'

'Uh, I told Mabel not to start your coffee a little while ago; you were still asleep, and I didn't think you would mind.'

'That's fine, dear, I appreciate your thoughtfulness.' I paused a moment, then said'Mabel!'

'Sir?'

'Start the coffee, please.'

'Yes, sir. The coffee is on, and should be ready in about 5 minutes.'

'Thank you. That's all.', I said, ending the command mode.

That out of the way, I eased away from Jan a bit, and turned over, so that we were facing each other. Raising a hand, I softly touched her face, tracing the outlines of her eyes and nose and lips with a fingertip before laying my hand on her cheek. She nodded a bit when I did, seeming to enjoy my touch.

Looking into her eyes, I told her 'Jan, I know that you enjoyed what we've done since you got here yesterday; but what I wanted to tell you that I enjoyed it, too. Not just the making love, but having the time with you. I really am honored that you would choose me to be the first man to make love with you; I have to admit that I was more than a little afraid that I would do something wrong, and mess it up for you. I'm relieved that I didn't, and that you seem to have enjoyed it as much as you have. I'm yours for the rest of the week, if you want me; but after that, I think we need to give some serious thought to whether or not we want what we have to continue.'

I could see her eyes start to tear up, and quickly continued 'It's not that I don't love you, or anything of the sort. It's just that you're my best friends daughter, and if we continue this too long, it's likely to upset or hurt him, and I don't think either of us wants that. I love you very much – as Jan, not a lover, though that part of it is nice, too. I told you before, what I feel for you is more like what I would feel if you were my daughter; it's that kind of feeling that made it difficult for me to accept the idea of actually making love with you. You're most definitely attractive, and sexy, and affectionate, and loving, and everything any guy with two brain cells to rub together would want.

Hell, even*I* would be happy to have someone like you as a girlfriend, wife, lover, or simply in my home – IF it wasn't for the fact that you're my best friends daughter, and as close to me as you are. If you were someone I'd met at a party or something, I'd have been happy to jump your bones the first time you batted your pretty eyes at me, and probably invited you to move in for a while. But you're NOT.'

She blinked back her tears, and nodded her understanding as I finished up by saying 'Jan, you're a dear. I love you, and always will. This time we have together is always going to stay with me, and I'll remember it with love and fondness even when I'm too old to do anything else. But*your* life is just starting, and you've got a great many years ahead of you, and plenty of time to find the special someone that you want to share those years with. As nice and everything as you think I am, I promise you, there's someone your age out there that you'll think is just as nice. And with him, you'll be able to share your love in full measure, for as long as you want.'

Her eyes mostly dry now, she answered me by saying 'I understand what you're saying, Uncle Dan. I knew we couldn't be, uh, intimate like this for long; and I know that what you and I have is so much different that what you and Kelly have. In my brain, I know what you're saying is true; it's just my heart that is giving me trouble. But you've taught me too much for me to be happy right now with the idea of spending time with anyone but you.'

'Jan, it's okay. Like I said, we've still got the rest of this week, at least. And I didn't say that we couldn't have any more time together, only that we didn't take it too far for too long. If you want to come back over here every now and then, I'd be delighted to see you, whether we made love or not; you really are nice to have around for all kinds of reasons. Understand: I'm not kicking you out, or telling you we can't see each other; I'm just trying to make sure that you do get out and try to experience more of the world than you would if you stayed with me.'

'Okay, I can accept that – as long as you promise that you're part of that world that I get to see more than once.'

I laughed, and said 'If I wasn't, I'd be disappointed.'

Satisfied, we just lay there until Mabel announced that the coffee was done, and gave us the weather and

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