Pam's SeductionChapter 14by Theresa
She could drive herself crazy, thinking this way. She knew Kevin was home from school by now, and even went so far as to check the mail three times to see if his car was still in the street in front of his house. It was. A half dozen scenarios flitted through her imagination, all of them bad. Perhaps he had a girlfriend and was uninterested in her, perhaps he was too shy to take advantage of this weekend, perhaps she'd imagined his longing and desire, perhaps she'd go crazy thinking about it too much. She chuckled to herself and shook the doubt off. He'll call, when he's ready to call, she told herself and went into the kitchen to fix herself some dinner.
She hated eating alone, perhaps that was what was bothering her. What if she simply called Kevin up and invited him over for dinner? Would that be too forward of her? Pam wavered a bit and decided that it wouldn't be and dialed the number from memory. It rang three times before Kevin finally picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hi Kevin, its Pam. Did I catch you at a bad time?"
"Uh, hi. No, I was just finishing an essay that's due on Monday."
"Lucky you. I was wondering if you had any plans for dinner."
"No, I haven't thought that far ahead. How about you?"
"I was just getting hungry and was thinking about ordering a pizza. You want to help me eat it?"
"Sure, if that's ok with you."
"I wouldn't have asked if it wasn't, silly. What do you like on your pizza?"
"I'm not picky, what ever you're having."
"Ok, how about a Hawaiian Pizza then?"
"That will work for me," Kevin replied.
"Okies, I'll order it now. See you in about half an hour then?"
"Yeah, I gotta change clothes and I'll be there."
"Ok Kevin, I'll see you in a bit... good bye."
"Bye."
Pam hung the phone up and called a local pizza place and placed her order. While she was on hold, she noticed her hands were shaking in anticipation. Her fantasy was finally in place and just might happen tonight. Just thinking that to herself openly sent a fresh shiver down her spine. She felt a familiar moisture begin to seep in her crotch. Damn woman, get ahold of yourself. Pam distracted herself by looking in the refrigerator for drinks and found a bottle of wine. She placed it on the counter and was finally able to order her pizza.
After working the cork free, she poured herself a glass of wine and sipped it. The alcohol seemed to calm her some and she grinned at herself once more. The possibility was there, she merely had to seize it. What nineteen year old kid would turn down a night of sexual pleasure? She recalled once more her college days and the urgency her dates had to get into her pants. Remembering this eased her doubts further. She might have trouble holding him back. She just hoped they'd at least wait until after the pizza delivery boy was gone.
The sound of the doorbell brought her back to reality and after glancing at the clock, she knew it would be Kevin. The pizza place never delivered this quickly. She checked her make up and clothes once more in the mirror by the door and opened it.
"Hi Kevin, come on in."
"Hi Pam."
Kevin seemed to hesitate for just a moment on the step and then found his confidence and entered the house. As he passed by, Pam looked him over once more, but in a new light. No longer simply Jason's friend, a kid down the street, he was possibly, hell, probably her next lover and knowing this opened her eyes a bit more. She admired his lanky frame and his tallness. She caught a whiff of cologne, apparently he had ideas of his own. Pam couldn't ever recall smelling cologne on him before. He was wearing jeans and a button down cotton shirt, a bit dressier than his normal T-shirt. That brought on a mental smile as she closed the door behind him.
"I was going to see if there was anything good on TV. Got any suggestions?"
"Uh, no." His voice sounded huskier than usual. He stood in the foyer with her, waiting for her to lead him in. Pam smiled at him, touched by his apparent nervousness.
"Well, let's see if we can find something then. Come on into the family room."
Kevin followed her through the house and into the family room.
"Glass of wine?" she offered.
"Uh, no thanks."
"How about a soda then?"
"Sure, that would be fine."
She detoured to the kitchen and got him a can of soda. She found him settling in on the couch and she brought him his drink. His hand touched hers briefly as she handed it to him and they both seemed to linger a bit at the first touch. Pam graced him with another smile and he finally smiled back at her. Just then the doorbell rang again.
"Pizza's here," she said.
Kevin took the can from her and she left the room once more. She returned a moment later with the obligatory flat box and set it on the coffee table. "Let me get some plates and napkins," she said and exited the room again.
She returned with paper plates and napkins and brought the bottle of wine as well. After replenishing her glass, she opened the box and said, "Help yourself."
With another grin, Kevin reached for a couple of slices and they began eating. Pam turned the television on with the remote control and found a music station on the satellite receiver. The silence was awkward for both of them and Pam tried to break it up.
"What was your essay on?" she asked.
Kevin swallowed and replied, "It was a report for my Human Sexuality class. We had to write about our opinions on sexual relationships between younger men and older women."
"Really. And just what is your opinion?"
She smiled as she said this, and watched him become even more uncomfortable. Poor guy. Of all the essays and all the topics, I had to lead him into this one. She did want his opinion though, and let the silence hang while he formulated his answer.
"I didn't really have an opinion," he finally stammered. "I mean, I don't think there's anything wrong with it, like if they're both adults and they both want to, you know... and besides, society doesn't say anything about older men with younger women..." his voice trailed off and he couldn't bring himself to look at her.
"Have you ever had an older woman, Kev?"
"No."
"Well, I'm not trying to embarrass you here or anything, but I couldn't help but notice the way you've looked at me in the past." He began to interrupt her, but Pam held her hand up to quiet him. She continued, "I'm flattered by it, Kevin. I really am." With that he grinned at her. She reached over to him and took his hand.
"We're both adults here..." He looked intently at her. "and I have to admit I find myself attracted to you as well. I watched you in the bushes a while back, spying on Frank and I and since then, I've wondered what it would be like..." she let her voice taper off and waited for him to say something.
"Jeez Pam," he began. "I mean, what about Frank?"
"Frank is gone for the weekend and he knows you're here now."
At that, Kevin looked like he would wet himself. Not the way she wanted this thing to go and so she continued.
"Frank and I have an open marriage, Kevin. He wants me to experience what ever my heart desires sexually. It turns him on as much as it turns me on. Her fingers went to the bottom hem of her sweater and with a deft movement, she pulled it over her head and tossed to the side. Now in just her jeans and a lacy white half bra she turned to him again.
"I want you Kevin. I've fantasized about you and I making love." Her fingers toyed with her nipples, already hard, already eager for his lips. She was shocked at herself for throwing caution and modesty to the wind. Inside, she felt so slutty, and brazen but she couldn't help herself. The past few weeks had created a new facet to her personality and this whole once forbidden territory called for new, forbidden actions on her part. His eyes seemed locked to her breasts, and she noticed his hands shaking with nervousness. The bulge in his pants told her that her gambit was successful as well. He swallowed twice and finally looked at her face.
"Make love to me, Kevin. I know you want to. I know you want to take me, lay me down, right here on the couch and ravish me. She stood and unbuttoned her jeans. As she slipped them over her hips and down her legs, she watched his eyes nearly bulge out of his head. Underneath, she had on the tiniest pair of panties that she owned, the lace matching her bra. Pam stepped out of her jeans and stood before him, gazing down at him, daring him with her boldness. She caught the scent of herself, musky and ready and knew that he did as well. Still he sat, as though paralyzed.
"What about Frank?" he asked again.
"Don't worry about Frank, Kevin. He knows I've fantasized about this. He's fine with it."
"I... er..."
Pam could see that he was fixated on the whole Frank thing. In a way it was ridiculous. His cock strained against his jeans, his eyes locked onto her body, flitting from her exposed breasts to her lacy panties, to her face briefly and then back once more to her tits. She stepped over and stood directly in front of him, then leaned over, placing her hands on the back of the couch behind him. Now her nearly naked breasts rested six inches from his face. He tore his eyes away from her nipples and looked up at her.
"Do you like what you see?" He was unable to speak, but did manage to get a nod going. He finally got up enough courage to touch her, his hand finding her waist. His touch was very warm, almost too hot, it seemed to burn her skin. It was the signal she was looking for from him though and she bent her face to his. They kissed, tentatively at first, just lips touching lips. His other hand reached up as well and grasped her other side. She touched his lips with her tongue, exploring gently and he jerked his head back abruptly.
Pam was confused. Was he that inexperienced?
"What's wrong, Kevin?"
"Er, nothing..." he stammered.
"Kevin, have you ever kissed a girl before?"
His face reddened with that. "Hell yeah, I have" he stammered angrily.
"Ok, relax Babe," she quieted him down. "You just pulled back like something was wrong."
"Sorry."
"No, it's ok." Pam stepped back a bit, sensing his hostility.
"Well, no, I haven't." Kevin muttered, unable to look up now. "Happy?"
Pam felt terrible. She never meant to humiliate him.
"Kevin, I'm sorry, it's ok," he glanced up at her, his face red. "I didn't mean to embarrass you, hon. I'm just a little shocked. I assumed you'd kissed a girl before."
Kevin glanced back down and stared at her belly. While Pam wondered what to say next, she saw his eyes drift up once more to her breasts. The thought of deflowering him filled her with a tender passion, she knew that this moment would be etched in his memory for the rest of his life and she wanted to do this exactly right.
"Kevin, relax."
"I can't relax. Dammit..." he blurted nearly wailing. "Now everyone will know."
"No one's going to know, Kevin. What we do is our secret. Just trust me on this, will you? You won't regret it. Promise."
Kevin hesitated. She could see him teetering on the edge of indecision. He could leave now, frustrated, hurt, and still a virgin or stay and learn and go home again a man. She had to give him back his pride.
"Just relax, honey, and I'll teach you everything you'll ever need to know."
Once again, Kevin returned to nodding and Pam took it as her cue to continue. "Just follow my lead and do what feels good. I'll tell you if I like it or not, or make suggestions as we go. Is that fair enough?"
"Ok," he managed to stammer.
Pam leaned back over the couch again and this time placed a knee on either side of his knees as he sat on the couch. She settled into his lap and leaned in to kiss him once more. This time he returned her kiss and their tongues met. At first he was too eager, and she slid her lips away from his and kissed his cheek, gentle kisses trailing from his lips to his ear. "Gently Darling," she whispered.
Once more she worked back to his eager lips and he restrained himself a bit this time. Pam sought out his tongue, and sucked gently on it. Her hands found his head and she caressed his hair. She became aware of the tremendous heat emanating from his crotch, just two inches from her own panty-clad pussy and ached for him. But that would come later, she told herself. Or perhaps it shouldn't. Perhaps she'd be more successful with him if some of his animal heat was relieved.
She slid her hands down, along his neck and briefly toyed with his nipples through his shirt. She heard his gasp as she flicked them gently with her nails and continued to stroke his torso, working slowly lower and lower still. She found the button of his jeans by feel and deftly undid the top button, then with a tug, released the rest of the buttons. He thrust his hips forward, overly eager for her touch but she merely eased him back a bit. "Easy Lover," she said.
Pam stood for a moment and helped him slide his jeans off. She noticed a stain of sorts where the tip of his cock bulged through his boxer briefs and she smiled to herself at his obvious arousal. She longed to taste him, but she restrained herself for now. That would come very soon now. He stared at her, as if asking tacitly what came next and without hesitating, she hooked her fingers under the elastic waistband of his shorts and tugged them off as well, careful to ease past his swollen head. Up close now, she marveled at his cock, the head proud, almost angry, swollen and thick. His was a bit shorter than Frank's but seemed at first glance to be a bit thicker, the shaft stiffly at attention, parallel to his belly. He assisted her in removing his shorts and settled back on the couch, gingerly. Pam worked the buttons of his shirt, and he assisted her, as she unbuttoned the bottom buttons, he started at the top and then shrugged out of his shirt. His chest was smooth and hairless, his slender body taut and firm. She knelt to remove his socks and he assisted as well, first one and then the other. Now his cock was directly in her face and she couldn't resist staring herself. His sac was hairy and clenched up tight, surrounded by curly brown hair.
Gingerly, she placed her hands on his hips and bent at the neck. One hand slid along to his root and grasped him, pulling his cock up and away from his body and she felt him shiver when she touched him. Her eyes glanced up to his face and noted his contorted features, a mask of pain hiding his intense pleasure. His breath was ragged, and he watched her as she approached. While looking at him, her tongue darted out and touched the tip of his cock. He jerked with an involuntary spasm. Pam grinned, loving his sensitivity, and ventured again with her tongue. By now Kevin was moaning in pleasure and Pam loved to hear his groans, knowing she would have him howling later on. Her tongue again darted across the spongy mass of his cock head and she was surprised at his sudden bucking and moaning. Hot jets of cum shot up and out, striking her in the face, the first glob splattering her forehead, the second shooting up her nostrils a bit as Kevin shot his wad. Instinctively her hand pumped his shaft and he continued to spurt his cream at her face. Another glob struck her lips and she tasted his semi-sweet cum with her tongue.
Holy shit, she thought, he's a quick one. Finally after seven or eight spurts, his orgasm subsided and he fell back to the couch, limp. Pam continued to stroke his cock, the last couple of spurts coating her hand and she used it to lubricate his shaft. Her fingers cruised up and down his still hard cock, sliding effortlessly with the slippery cum gooing between her fingers.
She watched his face as he returned to earth slowly. Finally he opened his eyes and gaped in horror at seeing his seed splattered across Pam's face.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry" he cried.
"He made a feeble effort to rise and wipe his semen from her face, but Pam just grinned at him and licked her lips. With her free hand she wiped his first glob from her forehead and brought it to her hungry lips, sucking them clean. Kevin sat amazed at this.
"Mmm, you taste delicious," she smiled at him.
"I do?"
"Oh yeah... I love the taste of cum."
Kevin seemed stunned by that remark and watched as Pam cleaned herself up finally with a napkin. "I wasn't expecting it up my nose though, warn me next time will ya?" she said with a huge grin.
"Oh, er... ok," he stammered.
Pam smiled sweetly at him. I hope you have more of that... I'm still hungry.
Pam glanced down at Kevin's still hard cock longingly. It showed no signs of wilting and Pam was happy to see that. Now that his initial load was gone perhaps he'd have a bit more control she thought. She stood in front of him and told him, "Take my panties off."
Without a word, Kevin complied. He reached with unsteady hands and found the waistband of her tiny lace panties. She let him slide them down, over her hips and stepped out of them when they reached the floor. Her musky aroma filled the room, surrounding them, giving them both a head rush. Pam had never remembered herself this wet before from simply anticipating. She climbed back into his lap but remained on her knees, placing her breasts in his face. He took this as an invitation and hungrily sucked first one, then the other nipple into his mouth. His brazen appetite sent shivers of delight coursing through her and she edged her hips forward, until his cock grazed against her mons. She felt his cock thump against her, still eager and couldn't control herself. She felt like a teen aged girl again, fumbling in a back seat. With one hand she grasped his cock once more and guided it to her opening, releasing it when the head forced its way between her swollen lips. Now lodged there she felt her own juices trickle down, felt his cock knob jerk and pulsate against her but she managed to hesitate for a moment.
Her eyes found his and she grinned at him wickedly. "Ready, Stud?"
He kept quiet but answered her smile with a leering grin of his own. Pam grasped his shoulders, to brace herself and let her body sink slowly, feeling his cock slide effortlessly into her wet pussy. She hadn't gone far when Kevin thrust his hips upward, his hands clamping her waist and filled her moistness completely.
"Oooh, God," she moaned. She could feel the thick crown pushing its way into her, searing her inner flesh, penetrating, spastically jerking, lodging itself deep within her. Kevin threw his head back as his hips thrust upward, his face a mask once more as his virginity vanished into her. The thought gave her a sense of new-found life, she was initiating him into manhood, and the thought of his giving to her as she gave to him filled her with awe. She rocked her hips back and forth, nestling in, desperate for every bit of cock she could get. Sitting on his fleshy pole thus, she felt very full and very in control.
After an eternity, she finally slid her body upwards, feeling her inner lips pull at his shaft as she retreated. "Oh Shit," he muttered once more as Pam slid herself back down his cock. His hips bucked forward again and she felt his seed splashing against her inner walls. His thick cum coated his twitching rod, and Pam felt her own orgasm quickly approach, then crash over her in large unexpected waves as Kevin pumped another load into her pussy. Their voices rose in a chorus of moans as they lost themselves in pleasure. It seemed to Pam a moment frozen in time as they wracked themselves together.
Pam felt his hips begin to relax once more, his pleasure spent and she eased off of him as well, keeping his
cock embedded in her yet. To her amazement, he showed no signs of softening and Pam giggled a bit,
wondrous at his youthful stamina. She could feel it twitch inside of her once in a while, turgid, pulsing
with life. She answered each jerk with a contraction of her own, squeezing him.
Pam rocked her hips back and forth once more, feeling his hardness lodged inside of her, stroking his shaft
with her pussy, wanting to keep him excited. Apparently she had little to worry about, his cock was as hard
as ever. He began to match her movements, his cock sliding easily in her wetness, aided by his own cum.
The sensation of his slippery cock rocking in and out of her pushed her towards yet another orgasm, she felt
the waves of pleasure wash over her, lapping at her pleasure core, threatening to swamp her once again.
Once she cared about making this first time memorable for Kevin, once she wanted to teach him slowly,
but now she simply didn't care. It was as if animal lust had taken over and she rocked herself
more quickly, matching the wavelets of pleasure until she peaked once more. As her body shuddered,
Kevin leaned his head forward and sucked her nipple into his mouth once more. He sucked hard, biting the
nubbin, and she convulsed on him once more, her body jerking as she came on his cock. He matched her
movements still, learning in spite of her loss of control and watched amazed at the open lust she showed.
One orgasm seemed to lead to another and Pam felt yet another crash into her. Her hips rocked back and
forth, easing his cock a bit out of her, then sliding back home, deeply into her channel. Her fingers laced
behind his head, she pressed his face to her tits and he obliged her by sucking the nipples very hard. She
lost track of where one orgasm ended and the next began. Her mind seemed to blank out on her,
lost in bliss. She felt him shudder under her once more as he approached yet another climax again. That
brought her back to reality and she paused, her body sheered in sweat, the ebb of climax easing away.
With him close to cumming again, she wanted to feel it from a different perspective.
Pam slid herself off of his stiffness and smiled weakly at his look of puzzlement. "Hang on, Lover," she
whispered hoarsely. "Stand up for a minute, please."
She stood on shaky legs as Kevin rose from his seat reluctantly. Pam turned and sat on the couch, then laid
back and beckoned him to join her. Kevin complied immediately and kneeled between her legs. She
maneuvered herself a bit and he lowered himself over her prone body. She noted his cock was still as hard
as ever, now coated with a thick gooey slime of cum. He figured this out for himself and slid his cock into
her without hesitation. Once more, she felt his cock soar up into her, deeply penetrating her, his pubic
bone pressed tightly to her clit. She bucked against it, knowing she was seconds away from cumming
again. Kevin struggled to keep up with her for a moment, then fell into a natural rhythm with her, his cock
pistoning in and out of her now, egged on by her desire, fueled by his own need. Before long, he was
slamming his hips forward as hard as he could, his nut sac tight against his body.
Pam heard him cry out as his climax roared through him. His hips stopped moving and he seemed to
collapse on her, shuddering. Once more she felt his spasms spew his creamy load deep inside of her. She
felt his essence trickle from her slit and slide down into her ass crack. He lay against her, his body as
sweaty as hers, both of them lost in their thoughts, enjoying the afterglow of it all. Finally Kevin stirred
and looked at her, his eyes filled with wonder.
"I think I need a shower," he whispered hoarsely.
"Mmmhmm, me too, Lover. Care to join me?"
Pam watched his eyes widen at the invitation. She giggled a bit and pushed him up. Kevin complied with
her silent wishes and stood up. His cock was a bit softer now, not quite as sturdy and rigid, but still erect.
She got up herself and led the way upstairs to the bathroom, wondering if he'd be as much fun in
the shower as he was on the couch. She'd find out very soon, she thought to herself. She'd find out all
sorts of things this weekend and she couldn't wait to get started.
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