Haiku Deck Superstar

1 Haiku Deck

"Sweaty" Part 2 & Part 3

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Pt, 2

Mitzi wasn't sure what to do. Pull up her shorts and go home? Keep her cool and stay? She looked down at Matthew's cock, sighed and stayed.

"Hi Kim, what's hapnin'?" this from Matthew.

"Fell asleep and they went to beach without me."

"Mitzi, this is Kim."

"Er, hi Kim," said Mitzi. Matthew's sweet cock stayed erect. How in God's name did he manage that?

Kim grinned at Mitzi and knelt behind the sofa, forearms on the top, her chin resting on her hands. Dear heavens, thought Mitzi, is she just going to stay and watch? Suddenly shy under the girl's gaze Mitzi didn't want to expose her breasts. Silly really, she thought, when her shorts were round her ankles.

Matthew's erection finally showed signs of subsiding and Mitzi cursed Kim silently. She got to her feet and stepped out of her shorts, Kim stared at her and Mitzi was suddenly, sadly aware of the age gap.

"How old are you Kim?"

"Eighteen, same as Matt. How old are you?"

"It's rude to ask a woman her age," said Matthew, perhaps feeling left out, "and she's not my mother, Mitzi lives next door."

"Oh," said Kim, sounding a little disappointed.

"I'm forty-eight Kim," Mitzi sighed and turned to sit beside Matthew. She felt tears swell her eyes, her bare old thigh against his bare young thigh. Christ, why hadn't she locked the door, better yet, bought a new lawn mower?

She closed her eyes for a moment. Waiting perhaps, for Kim to take the hint and just go. Really she didn't know quite what to do. Then she felt Kim sit beside her. "That's cool, my mom's forty-one."

Mitzi thought about departure again and looked ruefully at her crumpled shorts on the floor. Could she mange enough dignity to get them on? She leaned forward.

But Kim produced the remote. The screen flickered to life. The tape must have been running, the scene had changed.

"Kim!" said an embarrassed Matthew.

"Hey!" exclaimed Kim, staring.

A girl with remarkably red hair was sprawled in a chair while a man buried his face between her thighs.

Matthew reached across Mitzi for the remote. Kim snatched it away.

"No! Let's watch this," she snapped, suddenly in charge.

Three pairs of eyes stared at the screen. Mitzi felt a strong urge to giggle.

"Ever do that Matt?" Kim asked.

Matt said 'no' in a soft voice and Mitzi knew he wished he could tell the girl 'yes'.

"Would you like to try?" asked Mitzi. She put her hand to her mouth, astounded, horrified that she'd uttered the words.

Matthew grunted and eased forward. Mitzi felt near to panic. Time to be going, she felt old and she felt very stupid.

Matthew moved off the sofa with clumsy grace and onto his knees at Mitzi's feet. His hot hands rested on her knees. "Can I try?" he asked very quietly.

"Won't Kim mind?" Mitzi asked.

"I don't care," Kim sounded as if she cared very much, "it's not like we're an item or anything."

Mitzi's body didn't care about codes of behaviour, it was still running on cock-induced heat. She found herself wriggling her ass towards the edge of the sofa and spreading her legs.

She wondered if this was Matthew's first close up of a real pussy, a real, in the flesh, open pussy. Mitzi slid her hands down and peeled herself farther open. "Oh wow!" she heard him breathe the words. He looked up into her eyes, suddenly very young and very shy.

If he'd been watching the videos there could be no real surprises surely. "Look if you like," she told him, wishing Kim was somewhere far away. But Kim was silently watching the little tableau. Maybe she was wondering where this was all going.

Mitzi had begun trimming her pubic hair a few months back and thought herself rather daring. Now she gazed down at the line of dark brown hair leading up from her pussy towards her belly button. She could see her own pinkness and the paler button that was her clit. She held her breath as Matthew slowly leaned forward, poked out his tongue and licked her.

Mitzi's body jerked and went rigid. Matthew raised his head quickly, as if afraid he'd hurt her.

"Don't stop, don't you dare stop," Mitzi's voice was a hoarse croak.

He leaned forward again and pressed his mouth over the junction of her labia and sucked gently as if knowing what to do. His tongue found the firm nipple that was her clit and he began to do all the right things. Mitzi sobbed and squirmed under his face.

She gave a little scream and her thighs squeezed together, clamping his chest. Then she opened her legs and began bucking against his face.

The girl on the screen was coming or at least pretending to. But Mitzi wasn't pretending, she was having the orgasm of her life or so it seemed right then.

And then, she was begging him to stop, trying to push his head away from her pussy. Sensory overload had hit her. Matthew raised his head, breathing hard. Her breasts seemed about to lift out of her bikini top with each breath. Was she laughing or crying, she didn't know?

"Oh Matthew, Matthew, that was beautiful. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful."

"Really?" he said, sounding amazed at his success.

"Mmmm," murmured Mitzi, her eyes closed, she was awash in the afterglow.

She let her eyes peep through her lashes and watched him. He was sat back on his heels. His hand was to his mouth. It was wet, his chin was wet. She could see him sniffing his fingers, smelling her.

She looked down at his cock, it was rigid and drooling precum. A gossamer strand joined him, by mere molecules, to the carpet. There, she thought, was a young man who badly needed to come.

"Matt," Kim had spoken so quietly he'd barely heard her.

He looked at Kim, "What?"

She was blushing scarlet, "Would you do that to me?"

He looked at Mitzi, asking silently.

Mitzi was watching him, a half smile on her face. "Go on Matthew, do it to her, she'll love it."

He moved awkwardly sideways on his knees, his cock waving. It looked huge, jutting from his slim body.

Kim clicked the remote, turning off the TV. She got to her feet and unsnapped the waistband of her jeans. Sliding the zipper down she stopped with it half way. Perhaps shy at the prospect of exposing herself to the kneeling boy.

Mitzi watched him. He was knelt in front of two women, both in need of his services. He must wonder if he's died and gone to some sort of young man's heaven, she thought.

His hand kept straying towards that gorgeous penis and he glanced first at her and then at Kim. He really was desperate for release. His cock was as big as any she'd seen. She felt drawn towards it, like his hand.

Finally Kim slid the zipper the rest of the way and pushed her jeans down. She was slim, barely with a woman's body yet. Sitting down again on the sofa she spread her legs. Mitzi waited, holding her breath while Matthew studied the girl's charms. She hoped he wasn't making too many comparisons between young and not-so-young.

Matthew swallowed audibly and moved forward on his knees, placing his hands on Kim's thighs. Mitzi slid off the sofa and knelt beside him. The appeal of that cock couldn't be denied a moment longer. She reached and touched its head with her finger tip. Matthew's body went rigid and he groaned.

"You pleasure Kim and I'll sit here and play," Mitzi told him. The cream dispenser lay on the floor, she picked it up and pumped out a palm-full. Matthew's eye's widened as he realised what she was going to do.

"Well?" Mitzi prompted, her eyes going from his face to Kim's pussy.

He lowered his face between Kim's thighs. Mitzi smiled at Kim and she smiled nervously back. The girl's eyes closed and she writhed her young ass on the sofa, waiting.

"Oh God," exclaimed Kim and her hands flew to the back of Matthew's head, to pull him closer? To stop him getting away?

Mitzi closed her cream-filled hand around his cock, marvelling at its thickness. He gasped as she touched him and thrust into her fist. The feel of that lovely erection in her hand was unbelievable. Her pussy clenched as she imagined it plunging into her body. Silently begging him not to come just yet she opened her hand trying to delay him.

"Don't stop," she heard him beg, his words muffled as Kim tried to press him into her crotch, "Please let me come!"

Mitzi fancied she was powerless to stop him and squeezed his cock and began pumping.

In seconds he was sobbing and his come was jetting. Mitzi kept stroking and Matthew kept coming. She watched in delighted fascination as her hand milked him, watching the lessening power of each successive spurt. She almost cried, wanting all that inside her. Wanting, wanting, despite her recent climax, she and her body wanted, needed that cock.

Matthew's cheek rested on Kim's thigh and he looked at Mitzi while his chest heaved. Mitzi guessed he'd forgotten the pussy inches from his face. He was the picture of happiness while two women were left waiting and wanting. Typical male, she thought.

It was her shorts he'd spent himself onto, she shook her head and smiled. Somewhere, close by, a cell phone twittered idiotically and Matthew's hand searched between the cushions.

"Yeah, sure, okay, fine, I'll be there. Bye." Matthew switched off and looked at Mitzi. "My dad got an earlier flight. Gotta go pick him up."

Only minutes later, Mitzi and Kim were watching him drive away. Fine for him, Mitzi thought, he got to go down on both of us and get's jerked off by me. Where does that leave Kim and me?

Kim gave her a peck on the cheek and walked off homewards, her cute little ass squirming in her jeans. Mitzi walked towards her dead lawnmower. The wetness of Matthew's cum on her shorts was chill against her hip and thigh.

Half an hour later she sat on her front step nursing a bottle of beer and trying to muster the energy to go and shower. The sun was lower in the sky but there was no breeze and she felt sticky all over.

Mitzi wondered what would have happened without Kim's arrival. God but Matthew had such a lovely cock. She'd nearly had it between her tits; 'breasts Matthew, breasts.' Her shorts were tight into her crotch and she squirmed and wished. At that moment she knew what she'd like and where she'd like it.

She put the empty bottle down and wondered if she needed another. Below her navel there was a terrible, needful feeling. It was summer and she was lonely and ... oh hell! She went inside for that other beer and came and sat down again. Mitzi closed her eyes and remembered the swollen cock she'd held, what wonderful thing it was, if only.

A car turned into next door's driveway and Matthew got out, he was alone. She waved to him as he slammed the door. He hesitated and then walked across to her.

"Would you believe it? I get to the airport and they tell me dad's plane had a mechanical problem or something and the flight's cancelled. He won't be home 'til tomorrow."

"Would you like a beer Matthew?"

Matthew said he would and she sent him in to get it from the fridge. Leaning back with her elbows on the top step she wondered about what to do with him now she had him back. The beer was making her just a little giddy and she realised she'd had no supper.

She realised too that Matthew had accepted the offer of a beer and would surely stay long enough to drink it. Perhaps ... she smiled and little butterflies began their fluttering in her stomach. Perhaps ...

Matthew appeared on the top step. She patted the step beside her, "Sit a while and keep an old lady company."

"You're not old Mitzi," he told her, he hesitated over the 'Mitzi' as if wanting to call her that but wondering if her should address her as 'Mrs'.

"A lot older than your Kim."

"Yes, but you're a woman, Kim's just a girl."

Mitzi let that slide. "Would you like some supper, I for one, am getting hungry?" she wanted him to want to stay.

"Uh huh, I'm starving too," Matthew said, a little of the boy showing through.

"I'll phone for a pizza, a big one, what toppings d'you like?"

"Everything, cept those fish things," she thought him sweet and the little butterflies fluttered harder.

Mitzi phoned for the pizza and came and sat down beside him again and picked up her beer. She looked at him and said softly, "You never did get to put your cock between my tits did you Matthew?"

He grinned in the growing dusk, "Breasts Mitzi, breasts."

She clamped her thighs together and wrapped her arms around her knees, hugging herself, squashing her breasts, trying to contain the heat building deep inside her.

They sat in silence for a while.

"They say how long?" asked Matthew.

"Maybe forty-five minutes, said they're busy. Can you wait that long?"

"I guess," Matthew said, his voice sounded doubtful.

Mitzi decided she couldn't wait that long and said, "Come stand in front of me Matthew."

He got to his feet and moved round to face her. It was almost dark now. She was sure nobody could see them, shadowed by the big maple. Mitzi wasn't that sure she cared. She put her hands on his thighs and slowly ran them up under his shorts.

"You've got good legs Matthew, long and strong."

He shuffled awkwardly and she moved her hands to the zipper of his shorts, found the metal tag on the slider, lifted it and ran the zip down. It made a soft, slow buzz as it moved. Matthew breathed in, sounding loud in the evening air. She slid a hand into his shorts and found his cotton briefs. She felt his cock, stiffening under the soft fabric.

Mitzi ran her hands up his legs again and found the waist band of the briefs. She slid them off his hips, down his thighs until the crotch of his shorts held them. His penis sprang out of his shorts to wave, erect now, in front of her face.

There it was again, that lovely, strong, young cock. Mitzi's heart seemed to beat in her throat. She felt herself trembling. Taking his erection in her hand she pressed her cheek against it and slowly turned her head, moving her lips along the velvet of him.

Matthew groaned above her and she felt his hand in her hair. Her tongue tip found his tiny slit and she gave him a little, sucking kiss. She savoured the sweet saltiness of his precum. Moving her mouth and his cock, she painted her lips with his slickness. He seemed suddenly too big for her hand and Mitzi felt a yearning, a helpless wanting, she'd not felt in a long forever. Mitzi was losing it.

The bright sign on the top of the car that slowed opposite the the house was all that stopped her fucking him right there, right then, on the lawn.

Matthew was fighting to get his zipper up. She prayed he'd be careful as she went inside for her purse.

The pizza delivery guy held out the box and said he was sorry he was late. His eyes never left her breasts while she fumbled for the money and Mitzi glanced down. The edge of her right areola peeped above the bikini top, she was in danger of falling out of the bra. The lad left with a big tip and a bigger grin.

The smell of the pizza drifted into her nostrils and she heard her stomach growl, two hungers now. She turned and reached for the door. "Let's eat," she said over her shoulder to Matthew.

As she headed for the kitchen, swollen labia and worn denim moved gently together; an exquisite torture. She wanted to stop, to hold her legs tight together and get control of herself. Mitzi wondered just how wet she was down there. 'A pussy in torment,' she smiled to herself. She and her pussy had been in torment, ever since she'd first peeped in on Matthew that afternoon.

They sat across from each other at the small kitchen table and wolfed down pizza. Mitzi was on her third beer and Matthew on his second. She felt a little light headed and wasn't the least surprised to hear herself say, though a mouthful of food, "You're going to fuck me tonight Matthew."

Matthew choked and stared at her. His face was scarlet as he struggled for breath or tried to contain his embarrassment, or both.

"Will I be your first?" she asked softly.

He nodded, looking as if he wished she wasn't. He murmured something that she didn't catch.

"That's wonderful, you can be my first ever virgin. A first for us both, beautiful."

His eyes dropped to her breasts which rested, barely in her bikini top, on the table. The longing in his eyes brought a lump to her throat. He looked so young and so desperate.

She took the last wedge from her half of the pizza and gazed at Matthew. They should shower first she thought. Her skin was moist and sticky, the evening was nearly as hot as the day had been. She could smell the musky, woman-scent of herself drifting up. Her armpits were wet and, as if to underline the facts, a drop of sweat trickled down into her bra. There were still tiny pieces of grass on her forearms from the mowing. Damn it, she was a mess - but oh god, so horny. She squirmed on the chair and clamped her thighs together as if to keep her heat from pouring out.

She was too hungry for that cock, to go through showering. Poor fidgeting Matthew was probably wishing he could go jerk off in his basement. Perhaps not, his eyes were fixed on her breasts and one hand was under the table. She could see his arm moving slightly, steadily. He was trying to comfort that lovely penis of his.

She got up from the table and closed the blinds and leaned over the sink. It had to be now, she had to have him. She'd die if she waited. "Fuck me Matthew, just like this." She reached for the snap on the waistband and slid the zipper down, her shorts fell to her ankles.

Mitzi turned her head to watch him. He fumbled with shaking hands at his own shorts and presently they went down. The briefs followed and she stared at his waving penis as he struggled out of his tee shirt. He was beautiful, she thought.

He bent and fumbled with his shorts and produced the condom. It must be the one he'd had in the basement that afternoon.

"No," she said, "no don't." Stupid she knew, but surely this sweet virgin ........

Matthew came and stood behind her. She unsnapped her bikini at the front and her bosom poured out, free. One heavy breast in each sink. She inhaled her own body odour and waved her ass at Matthew.

His hands rested on her hips and she reached awkwardly down and back, between her legs. As if sensing what she wanted, Matthew flexed his knees. She found and grabbed his cock and he groaned in real pain as she bent him down. She couldn't’t believe how hard he was.

Dipping at the waist and going up on her tip-toes to raise her ass, she brought his cock-head to her eager wetness. Instinct took over and he thrust. Through her fist, into her, up and in, in one blissful plunge. That whole, sweet, hot cock, buried in her. Her pussy had begged for it, wept for it; now he was hers, she his. She was filled full, opened, pierced, impaled. She wanted to weep with the pussy-stuffed joy of it.

Matthew stayed frozen for a short eternity. "God!" he gasped, "it's beautiful. How can it be so hot in there, so, so ,so ...?" he hadn't words.

Mitzi clenched her pussy round his cock and just held him, utter joy on her face.

"Oh fuck ...," he exclaimed, she knew no pussy had ever done that to him. She delighted in his surprise.

Then he withdrew; so slowly she marvelled at his control. In again - the long sweet slide of him. Out, until just the head of him held her labia apart. She wondered how it must feel to have a cock and to do that to a cunt.

His next thrust was urgent, hungry. Now it begins, she told herself, the ride. Mitzi and Matthew and Matthew and Mitzi, for the next infinity they were one, focused around the fusion between her legs. God but he was splendid. He didn't come like a boy, he fucked her like a man, driving her time and again against the counter as she hung onto the taps and heard her breasts slap against the stainless steel.

She revelled in the never-ending pistoning inside her. She got wetter and wetter until she could hear the wetness of their loving, between her legs. Sweat poured off her. Wet thighs slapping against her wet ass. He was bruising her, she knew, against the edge of the counter, but who cared, this was the first fuck of his life.

She sensed his approaching climax as his fight for breath got louder and then, the lights began to go on inside her. Matthew hooked his fingers over her hip bones and began pulling her onto him to meet his own frantic plunges. Dear God! He was almost lifting her off the floor. She could glimpse her breasts swinging and jostling in the sinks. A moment of near-hysteria caught at her as she imagined the way she must look.

"I'm ... going ... to ... come ... I'm ...going ... to ... come," one word per thrust, forced from him as he sobbed his way to orgasm.

Mitzi was coming too. Her belly seemed to coil and compress. Her whole being rushed inwards towards her clutching, cock-sucking pussy. She was coming. She began begging him to fuck her, which was silly, all considered, but she begged anyway. Fuck her he did - harder and harder. She felt sweat running, trickling down her arms, over her breasts. She was going to die she knew, this was too much for her. She was going to die of fuck. She .......

His cock pulsed, swelled inside her. She felt the ripples, through his entire body it seemed, as he flooded into her time and again.

Her pussy spasmed, contracted, clutched at his cock and then - she was turning inside out. Their orgasms seemed to feed on each other. Two needs that consumed them both.

Matthew humped at her after he'd finished, as if to prolong this first, sweet madness. She squirmed her exhausted, wet body under his, as if trying to nurse the last drops out of him with her suckling pussy.

Then they were done. They stayed there, crouched, coupled, because there was no way to fall. Her draped on the counter, him draped on her. They mumbled breathless, happy nonsense and sweet superlatives. His cock was slow to soften and she revelled in its presence, wanting to hold it, keep it in her forever.

Finally, Mathew sank to his knees and wrapped his arms around her legs, his cheek against her thigh. She pushed herself upright and turned within the circle of his arms. Mitzi looked down at him and knew he'd look up.

He did and she saw him lick his lips, "Thank ...."

She cut him off, "Don't you dare thank me Matthew! I did you no favours. I wanted it."

He smiled, "Okay, but..."

"I know, I know," she sighed

"Is it always like that?" he asked.

"Should always be beautiful but not always quite so hot," she paused and added softly, "there's gentle too."

He got slowly to his feet and stood uncertainly in front of her.

She took his hands and made him cup them under her breasts. "Kiss me Matthew."

She clung to him glad of his strength at that moment. It was a clumsy kiss but it held them in the magic a little longer.

Mitzi felt the tickle, the trickle as her pussy gently wept his juices. The cooling warmth of it coursed steadily down her thigh, to her knee. It paused there until more ran from her and then she giggled as it raced down her calf to her ankle.

He drew away and looked at her, "What's funny?" he was afraid she was laughing at him.

I'm leaking Matthew," she giggled again, "I'm leaking Matthew, Matthew."

"Let's go, we need to shower," she told him and took his hand.

"We?"

"I'm not letting you out of my sight Matthew. We've got to play some more."

Her pussy wept another cum tear down her thigh. Mitzi had plans for Matthew's cock.

cont'd ........................

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