Jan

There's no reason you should have known. Like I said, it's pretty doubtful that anything really bad will happen.'

Only slightly comforted, Jan raised up a bit to look at me as she said 'Now I understand why you were so hesitant about letting me do this.', before laying back down.

'Jan, that is the one thing that I really didn't take into account when you and Kelly brought the subject up. Understand this: I trust you two. Without question, without reservation. My only thought about whether or not to do what you wanted was whether or not you were mature enough to fully understand the consequences of what you were asking.

Once that was settled in my mind, the legal possibilities were of little concern to me.'

From the tone of my voice, she knew I wasn't joking; from knowing me as she did, she knew that I was telling the truth. Satisfied, then, she slid herself off me and onto her side, next to me. Her head on my shoulder, she let her arm and leg drape across me.

Gradually, she relaxed, and before long, I could feel her regular breathing next to me as she fell asleep. It wasn't much longer before I joined her.

The next morning, I awoke to the sight of Jan facing me, awake, and simply watching me. A bit disconcerted, I looked at her and raised an eyebrow in question.

She smiled, and told me 'Nothing. I just like looking at you while you sleep.'

'Must get pretty boring.'

She laughed, and said'Not at all. Did you know that you make a funny noise when I play with you?'

'Hmmmph. I guess I'll have to find out what kind of noises and such YOU make when I do stuff to you!'

She giggled, and exclaimed 'You wouldn't!'

Putting on my best Serious face, I just looked at her.

'You would, too, wouldn't you?!'

Evil Grin time.

When I reached under the covers, and touched her, she shrieked, and jumped out of bed to escape. Not that it did her a lot of good – I may be old, but I'm sneaky, and I cheat. Before long, I had her neatly trapped in a corner, where I captured her, and proceeded to tickle her mercilessly. Only when she was out of breath and near fainting did I release her – only to start again when she made a gesture that she wanted to tickle me, too. Eventually, she gave in, and we wound up with me holding her bent-over form in my arms, her cute butt pressing against me. Naturally enough, I started to get erect – which she, of course, felt. Looking over her shoulder, she smiled at me, and said 'Mmmmmm.

Feels good. I know what would feel better, though!'

Thus encouraged, I eased back enough to allow the head of my now erect penis to slide up between her labia – and was surprised to find how wet she was already. She reached back between her legs, took hold of me, and slid me around a bit to get the end of my erection well lubricated with her juices. Once satisfied, she positioned me at her entrance, and said 'Do it. Don't worry about me, just do it.'

That was all I needed to hear, and began pressing myself into her as she held herself open to guide me and make it easier. To my surprise and pleasure, I was able to penetrate her fully in a single, slow stroke.

When I finally felt my balls being tickled by her bush, I stopped, and savored the sensation of having such a tight, hot – and wet! – sheath wrapped around my member. She wasn't in the mood for savoring, though: after only a few moments, she eased herself away a bit, pulling herself off me slightly as she said 'Please! Nothing fancy, just fuck me!'

Surprised by her use of the word, and admittedly more than a little aroused by it, I complied: grasping her hips, I withdrew until just the head was inside her – and then quickly and firmly pistoned into her again. As I did, she groaned in pleasure, and pressed herself back against me. This time, when I felt her bush touching me, I didn't stop.

Instead, I pressed even harder, pushing perhaps another half inch of my erection into her, holding it there for a moment before withdrawing again. As I did, I looked down to see her inner lips, engorged and glistening with her wetness, being pulled away from her, stretching them as they clasped at me. I again stopped with just the head inside her, and quickly pushed my way back in, stopping this time when I felt her pubic hair on my scrotum. After a few more strokes, I had a nice rhythm going, and was pistoning in and out of her easily as her more than ample lubrication was spread along my length.

Wanting to enjoy it for as long as possible, I soon got into a nice, comfortable motion: slow enough to let me enjoy the feeling of having the tight ring of her vaginal entrance sliding up and down my length, but fast enough to keep me firmly erect. There wasn't anything to it other than plain old fucking; and we were both enjoying the hell out of it, judging from the groans and gasping noises she was making, along with the wet squishing sounds resulting from our junction. After only a couple of minutes, she slowly leaned farther forward, until she was nearly folded in half, her ass sticking up in the air as I all but pummeled it with my hips. When she was finally in that folded position, the way my erection slid into changed dramatically: not only was I feeling the entrance of her sliding up and down on me, but I could feel the head of my penis sliding along the wall of her vagina – the angle of it making my penis see-saw as I slid in and out of her. It was a most pleasant sensation, and it didn't take me long to increase my efforts so that I was all but pounding into her, more and more quickly. Each time my scrotum swung forward to bump against her erect and shiny clitoris, she would grunt in pleasure as she played with her own breasts and nipples.

The whole situation soon had me feeling that familiar and pleasant stirring in my balls. What with the sounds of our union, the noises she was making, the sensations on my penis – and particularly the glans -and the smell of her arousal, it was an incredibly erotic and arousing experience. So arousing, in fact, that it wasn't too much longer before I felt my climax approaching. At that, I increased my efforts even more – sliding into her more and more quickly, and more forcefully, so that she was swaying on her feet from the force of my thrusts, with barely enough time to recover before I was pushing into her again. From the increased tempo of her moans and gasping, I knew that she was close, too – but she'd told me not to worry about her, and quite honestly, by that point, I was so aroused and ready for release I doubt that I would have worried about it anyway. After perhaps another dozen thrusts, I felt myself go over the edge, and managed to give her a couple more slow, solid strokes before the first jet of semen erupted from me as I pressed myself into her. As I felt the second start it's journey, I eased off a bit before pushing into her again as the second, then third, jets left me. When I felt each of the last few shots start, I'd ease off the pressure a bit before pushing myself as far as I could into her in time to release. Finally, though, I had nothing left to give. When she realized that my climax was over, Jan eased herself back into a position where her body was parallel with the floor – and when she'd done that, I was able to reach down and start playing with her clitoris while she continued massaging her breasts and squeezing her nipples. In only a couple of minutes, she, too, peaked – giving off a loud moan as it hit.

The spasms in her vagina were enough to force my softened penis from her, and allow my semen to trickle down the insides of her thighs as she gasped in time with the peaks and valleys of her orgasm.

As she came down from the peak, I found that I had to hold her more and more to keep her from collapsing to the floor; eventually, her knees started to buckle, and I quickly took her into my arms and guided her back to the bed, where I laid her down. Laying next to her, I continued to hold her until she had recovered enough to turn her head and look at me. I released my hold, and put my hand on her belly, where I could feel her breathing and what felt like an occasional after-tremor. After a bit, she seemed to realize where she was again, and smiled up at me before blushing a bit and squirming her pelvis around, and saying 'That was fun.'

'You betcha!'

She grinned at me, saying 'You didn't have to do that little part at the end, where you played with my clit – but I'm glad you did. I just wanted you to have a nice climax, without worrying about whether or not*I* had one, too.'

'I kinda figured that was it, when you said what you did.'

She blushed even more, and replied 'Yeah, well, I figured I really needed to make it obvious. You don't mind?'

'No, I don't mind. At the time, it was, well, kind of a turn-on. But it's not the kind of thing I want to hear all the time, though, okay?'

'No, it won't. I don't like hearing stuff like that, but this seemed like the right time for it.'

I leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on the lips before saying 'You're wiggling around like a fish out of water. Would I be wrong in thinking that you want to clean up?'