Being fired from my job and having my wife tell me she wanted a divorce after fifteen years of marriage on the same day was not fun. I don’t know if she and my boss got together and planned it all out or if it was just pure shit luck for me, but that’s what happened.
After spending a weekend drinking with my buddy, Pete, I decided I should get out of town for a while. There were too many memories around and the town was small enough I couldn’t avoid meeting people that had been my clients at the bank or friends of Vanessa, my now ex-wife. It sucked leaving my daughter with her, but I needed to get my head straight.
I searched the net for a quiet and relaxing place to go to. Not wanting a hotel where there would be loads of other people around, I chose a private apartment in what looked like a nice neighborhood in a quiet town. The views of the ocean and the closeness to a beach were what finally made me decide on the place.
It was just like I had expected it to be. I stood on the balcony in my shorts and nothing on top. The evening sun warmed my skin and the gin tonic in my hand made me feel a lot better than my rainy home town. I had booked the place for two weeks. Maybe it wasn’t enough time to get all the shit out of my mind , but it was what I could afford. I’d have to look for a new job when I came home, but for now, I was going to relax. I finished my drink and put on a shirt and then went out in search for a nice place to have dinnert. It turned out there was a mom and pop type place just around the corner and that’s where I went. I figured I could have a few glasses of something and not get lost on my way home in the dark.
I was looking at the menu and chatting with the waitress when there was a bit of a ruckus outside. A family of five came in and I sighed since I knew the peace and quiet was over.
There was a dad with a beer belly and an ugly floppy hat on his head. Mom was a whale of a woman, wearing clothes that she shouldn’t. She was pushing a trolley with a crying baby. After her came a boy about ten who was bouncing a ball. His father told him to stop, but was ignored. Now, the last person who came in did attract my attention. She was a teenager; I’d guess somewhere between sixteen and nineteen. It’s hard to tell at that age. My own daughter was seventeen, but some thought she was over twenty.
Anyway, this young woman wore a dark blue summer dress, sandals and had a white flower behind her right ear. Her black hair flowed down her back and when she turned towards me, green eyes shone behind round glasses. I returned to the menu and ordered the local fish with veggies and more wine.
The family calmed down a bit and the noise became just a constant buzz in my ears. The daughter, like most teens was into her smartphone and rarely lifted her head. The boy had taken out a game that kept him quiet. It was the parents that managed to argue all the way through dinner. By the time I left I was exhausted and only wanted peace and quiet around me.
The following morning, I was up bright and early and enjoyed my breakfast on the balcony. Then I put on my swimming trunks and went down to the pool. It was already hot and when I lay down on the sunbed the sun burned into my skin like laser rays. I had put on sun cream, but I doubted the 20SPF would be enough. After a while I turned over so I was on my stomach, lowering the back support. The gate at the end of the pool opened and the teenager from the evening before came in. I sighed, thinking she would be followed by her family, but she wasn’t.
She wore a robe type thingy that wasn’t tied and under it, she had something I hadn’t seen in years. A red and white polka dot bikini. It brought back memories of my grandmother who had taken me to the lake as a boy and she had worn one.
The girl looked around and when she saw me, she lifted an arm in a waive and I did the same. She found a place in the shade under a tree and when she took off the robe I understood why. Her skin was so white it almost made my eyes hurt. Poor thing, she shouldn’t be out in the sun at all I figured. I kept on watching her since there wasn’t much else to do. She opened a bottle of sun cream and put it on the ground next to her.
Then to my surprise, she undid her bikini top and laid it next to the bottle. Luckily, I had my shades on or she would have seen me staring at her. Her boobs were quite large and full. What stood out was the thin blue lines of the veins criss-crossing them. The skin was so tightt and together with the colour it made for some viewing. She picked up the bottle and began spreading cream on her body. When she reached her boobs, she cupped them in each hand and made sure every inch was covered. Done with that she got up and pushed the sun bed into the sun.
I had a hard on, and it hurt as I was crushing it against the sunbed. I adjusted my body so my cock lay flat along my stomach, which made it a bit better. From where I was lying, I could see straight in between her legs and clearly see the outline of her slit. This was too much. I, like any man could see the beauty in a young girl, but I was beginning to have very dirty thoughts.
“Megan! Megan, what the fuck are you doing?”
The voice came from the gate where Megan’s father had just walked in.
“Oh, Daddy, would you just leave me alone!” she answered.
The father stomped up to her giving me an evil stare like I was already fucking his daughter, which I had been doing in my mind for well over five minutes already.
“Just look at you, lying her flaunting your shit. Put the top on and get back to the apartment.”
“No, I can’t stand you and Mom arguing all the time. I thought we would have a nice vacation together, but it’s the same old shit, just like home.”
The father picked up her bikini top and robe and threw it at her. That was enough , I thought and got up.
“Hey, dude, why don’t you lay off her, will you?”
He turned slowly towards me and the fat under his chin was wobbling. His eyes burned into me. He was a big man, taller than I.
“Who the fuck are you? She is my daughter and I talk to her any damn way it pleases me, got it?”
I sighed. “All I want is peace and quiet, alright, and you are not letting me have that, so please, leave the area.”
He looked down at Megan, whose eyes were flicking between him and me. Then he took a step closer to me and pulled back his shoulder. I knew what was coming and when his fist shot forward I simply side stepped and pushed him hard, so he fell into the pool.
Megan began to laugh and I went over to the edge looking down at him.
“Go home, chill out and I’ll send Megan back when I leave.”
He reminded me of a walrus as he rolled his fat body over the edge of the pool and then got up. Without a word he left and I kept an eye on him until the gate closed behind him.
Turning to Megan I asked. “Is he always like this?”
She sighed. “Not before his morning beer , but then it’s downhill from there.”
“Oh, I see. I’m sorry I had to push him.”
She smiled at me, “It was funny, and few men back home stand up to him.”
This close I got a better look at her and she was a stunning young woman with a body that did not seem to be related to her mother. Her nipples were the size as peas and were pink.
She lowered her sunglasses that she had been wearing since she walked in. “What’s your name, you already know mine.”
“Tim, pleased to meet you.”
“Are you here alone?”
“Yeah, I had to get away for a while. Shit back home, you know.”
“Yeah, I do. Married I see,” she said and pointed at my wedding ring I still hadn’t had the balls to take off.”
“Nope, not since last Friday.”
“Oh, sorry to hear that.”
I thought for a moment. “I’m getting a beer; do you want a drink?”
“Sure, a beer would be nice.”
“How old are you?” I asked.
“What do you think?”
“Seventeen,” I said. Playing it safe, I thought.
“Almost, in a month I will turn seventeen.”
“So, you are not old enough to drink.”
“C’mon, it’s just a beer.”
“Sorry.”
By the time I got back, she had moved her sun bed so it was parallel to mine. I handed her a soda and popped my beer can open.
“You are such a bore,” she moaned after sipping from her can.
“Sorry, but I’m not going to get into more trouble with your dad by giving you alcohol.”
She sighed and pulled up a shapely leg. The move made the mound of her pussy stand out and it was hard not to stare at it.
“I guess you will be going out tonight, being single and all?” she asked.
“Not sure yet. I’m not ready for something new so soon.”
She laughed. “That’s not what I meant. You are a man and my experience with men is that they like to fuck, a lot. There must be plenty of women around her looking for some fun.”
“Really, you have that much experience?”
“Why do you think my dad is so obsessed with me?”
She lay her leg back down again and cupped her still naked boobs. She then pulled at her nipples so that grew hard.
“Hey, hey, stop doing that,” I said, but my voice had no conviction to it.
She did stop and then turned to face me. “Tim, I love sex and love to touch my body. I don’t see anything wrong with that since I’m legally old enough.”
“That might be true, I just think that young women should wait before they do it. My daughter is nineteen and she has never had a boyfriend.”
Megan giggled a bit and then cleared her throat. “You are so cute. Just because she doesn’t have a boyfriend doesn’t mean that she hasn’t had sex.”
“No, that’s not my Hanna. She would wait.”
“Whatever. You know that once a teenaged girl gets her first taste of cock, there is no turning back. We just love it too much.”
This conversation was moving into some dark areas I wasn’t ready to go to with Megan. I finished my beer and got up.
“I’m leaving and I suggest you go back home. I don’t want your father back here hollering at you.”
She pouted her lips and gave me a sad look. “Okay, second daddy. I will. Maybe I’ll see you later?”
“Maybe.”
Back at the apartment, I went straight to the bathroom where I pulled down my shorts letting my hard on out. Using one hand as support against the wall I jerked off and shot several thick loads of cum into the toilet before getting into the shower. In my mind while I was jerking off, Megan was on her knees sucking my cock while playing with her boobs. Megan was dangerous, and I had to stay away from her.
I had dinner at the same place as the previous night and luckily Megan and her family didn’t show up. After dinner, I decided to go to a bar and have a few drinks. I asked the waitress and she gave me some pointers where to go. It was a nice warm night without being sticky. I watched the people around me on their way to or from a bar or a hotel. Youngsters hung around drinking beer from bottles and cans. Music came from the bars and tried to be louder than their neighbors.
I was crossing the road when I saw her. Megan was standing outside a bar dressed in a white short dress and heels. She hadn’t seen me yet so I moved into the shadow of a doorway from where I could watch her. She had a drink in her hand. A clear liquid with a lemon slice swimming in it. Obviously not a fruit juice. Her mother appeared with a similar glass in her hand. They clinked them together and then sucked from the straws. I figured the rest of the family was inside the bar.
When they went inside, I crossed back to the other side and then snuck into a bar a block down. I ordered a vodka tonic and wondered if that was what Megan had had in her glass. Fuck, why was she still on my mind? Her dress had been so revealing and from where I stood it hadn’t looked like she had worn any underwear or a bra.
There was a small dance floor where people danced to the music while spilling drinks all over. I moved down two chairs so as not to get wet from the rain of mixed alcohol.
“Hi.”
From the voice I knew who it was and I slowly swung around on the chair.
“Megan, what a surprise. Are you here with your family?”
She tilted her head and put her hands on my thighs leaning in so close I felt her warm breath when she spoke. I had been right; it was vodka in her drink.
“You suck at sneaking around. I saw you looking at me. What’s up with that, old man?”
“I wasn’t sneaking around. I just didn’t want to bother you?”
She put her lips close to my ear and licked my earlobe. “Liar, I know exactly what you want. To be in my panties, tasting my shaved pussy before fucking me silly.”
I gently pushed her away. “Megan, I’m not that kind of man, okay.”
She slid onto my thigh and placed her hand on my crotch.
“Oh, you’re not? How come you have a hard on?”
“Fuck, sorry, I can’t help it.”
She kissed my cheek. “Don’t worry.”
She grabbed my hand and pulled me up. I followed her around the bar to where the bathrooms were and we went into the one for handicap people.
She put down the lid on the toilet and then sat down on it. Placing one leg on each handle bar on either side, she pulled up her dress. I had been right; she didn’t wear any panties.
“C’mon, you know you want to taste it,” she purred.
The wine at dinner and the vodka had made me stupid and before I knew it, I was on my knees with my face buried in her soft and very wet pussy. Her clit was big and I took it between my lips, sucking and licking it. Her fingers dug into my hair and pushed my head against her sex.
“Oh fuck, fuck, yes, yes, Tim, oh, Tim lick me!”
I did, and then I slid a finger inside her finding her hot and tight.
Her pelvis began to gyrate and press against me as her moaning and breathing became faster and louder.
“Oh fuck, you are making me come, fuck, fuck!”
And then it happened. A shower of pussy juice exploded out of her. I moved back but still got a good amount on my face and down my shirt. I stared in disbelief as a few more squirts came out of her before she finally pulled down the dress.
“Surprised?” she asked and smiled as she got up.
“Yeah, I’d say so. I’ve never seen a woman squirt.”
“Shh, don’t tell anyone, I don’t always do it, only when I’m really horny.”
We left the bathroom and when we were back at my seat which I had lost to a guy with a woman who had been making out at the bar, Megan said, “Got to go, see you at the pool tomorrow.”
I stood there with my wet shirt and face, wondering what the fuck had just happened. A woman walking past me stopped and sniffed my shirt. “Oh, lucky you,” she said and walked away.
I left and walked as fast as I could back to my place wondering what would happen the next day at the pool. Megan would not take a no for an answer that I knew. So, I could either hide in my apartment or find out what she would come up with next.
She wore the same polka dot bikini as the day before when she showed up. She came right over to me and straddled my legs. She leaned down and kissed my lips like if we were boyfriend and girlfriend.
“Hi lover, how was your night?” she asked not getting off me.
“Fine. Where is your family?”
“At the water park. I lied and said I got my period.”
“Smart girl.”
She took my hands and placed them on her hips. “So, are you going to fuck me today or just talk?”
“Is talking even an option with you?”
She sat up a bit straighter and let the nails of her right hand slide down the outline of my hard cock. “No, you are right, it isn’t, so get up and let’s go to your place.”
I had barely closed the door when she was on me, pulling down my shorts, grabbing for my cock. Once in her hand she slowly jerked me off while we kissed. Then she went down on me. Keeping eye contact she deepthroated until she gagged. It felt so good I almost came right there, but she knew what she was doing and stopped in time.
“Make us some drinks, and don’t even mention me being under age,” she ordered and let go of my cock.
I did and when I went out on the balcony, she was naked in one of the armchairs. Her pussy was freshly shaved and her lips swollen from being horny. “You aren’t very shy, are you?” I said and handed her the drink.
“I used to be, I guess, but not since after Christmas.”
“What happened?”
She sipped her drink. “I fucked for the first time. Our neighbor and I had been flirting for a while and one afternoon he made a pass at me and I went along.”
“Okay, so you dated after that?”
She laughed, “Hell no, Bill is married with three kids. He just wanted to fuck me, which he did, and a lot after that first time.”
“Oh, I see.” My belief in young love was slowly disappearing and I realized young girls these days were different than back when I was a teen.
“Anyway, after him and during him, in fact, I met other guys, some my age, others older and the more I fucked the more I loved it.”
“What about your friends, didn’t they say anything?”
“I don’t have many friends, not with a dad like mine.”
While she spoke, her hand had moved onto my thigh and then to my dick which she was slowly stroking. It grew hard under her touch and I felt a bit guilty. Megan obviously had some issues and it was wrong of me to take advantage of them. Then again, she might grow up to be a bitch like my wife, what did I know?
She got up and straddled me gently, guiding my cock to her pussy. The head slid in half an inch or so, and then an inch further.
“Fuck you are tight,” I moaned.
She was moving a little, but not much, not like someone who was used to fucking at least. I kissed her boobs and sucked on her nipples until she was moaning. I guess the neighbous could hear but I didn’t care. I was past the “I give a shit” moment.
I tried to push more of my cock inside her but she was so tight she actually winced when I tried. Something was seriously out of whack here, I thought.
I slid out of her and put my hands on her shoulders. I caught her gaze and gently asked, “is there something you want to tell me?”
She looked away out over the pool and then back. “Fine, it was all a lie, I’m still a virgin, okay, happy now?”
She got off me and went into the living room where she grabbed her bikini from the floor. As she put her hand on the doorknob , I caught up with her. “Wait, wait, please stay. I promise I won’t do anything.”
She slowly turned around and then went back outside still naked. We sat in silence for a while and finally I asked, “Do you want to tell me about it?”
She sighed. “Not much to tell, really. I’m still a virgin while my friends aren’t, and they tease me.”
“There is nothing wrong with waiting for the right guy.”
She laughed. “The right guy? In what century do you live in? You saw what happened when you licked me. Imagine me in my bed masturbating and having orgasms like that? Ever since that first time I have been longing for your cock, but I guess I’m doing it all wrong.”
It was my turn to laugh. “Megan, if you act the way at home as you do here, you should have been fucked a long time ago.”
“That’s the problem, I don’t. Back home , I’m a very decent girl, good grades, I play the piano and violin. I always stay at home because that’s what my parents want. I was hoping I would get laid on this vacation, but I guess I fucked up that too.”
On one hand, I felt sorry for her, but on the other I was happy at least some girls behaved like my Hanna. Another silence came over us and after a while she slowly turned to me. “Please, Tim, will you fuck me?”
I thought about it and I guess her body and my general state of mind made the decision for me.
“Fine, but not here and not the way you think it’s done. Come with me.”
I lead her to my bedroom where I closed the drapes leaving the room in almost darkness. I turned on the AC and motioned for her to get on the bed. She did and I lay down next to her. We kissed and my hand massaged her boobs and then slid down to her pussy which was wet and ready. Her legs came apart and when I pinched her clit she moaned. Kissing my way down to her slit, I focused on her clit again , but long before she began to move her body, I put her legs over my shoulders.
Looking down at her I said, “This will hurt, are you sure you want me to?”
She bit her lip and nodded. I lined up my cock with her pussy and began to push inside her. Her lips parted and stretched around my shaft which is thicker than most. She gasped as I penetrated her more and her nails dug into the sheets while she closed her eyes hard.
“Almost there, almost,” I said as I felt her virginity stop my cock. With a final push I broke through.
Megan’s eyes flew open. “Oh fuck, that hurt!”
“Sorry, but it’s done now.”
She lifted herself up as much as she could. “Oh my god, I have a cock in my pussy!”
I laughed. “Yes, you do.”
“Fuck me.”
I did, first slowly and gently but as her body responded by heaving and bucking, I fucked her harder. Her boobs bounced and she held on to them while moaning and thrashing with her head. Her pussy grabbed my cock and then she squirted all over my tummy. Gush after gush of hot pussy juice landed on my skin and dribbled down onto my cock and balls.
I fucked her even harder and then pulled out. Her eyes were dazed as she looked up at me. She grabbed for my cock and with a few jerks , I shot my load onto her boobs.
She fell back onto the bed, moaning a little and playing with the cum on her white skin. “It’s so warm and thick,” she said in a husky voice.
I lay down beside her. “Yeah, I guess it is.”
“Tim, can I come by your place until I go home? I want you to fuck me every day.”
I smiled. “Sure you can.”
We fucked again after a while , but this time she didn’t squirt, it was quieter than the first one and we held each other close. When she was gone, I took a long shower and then sat on the balcony with a drink.
My phone rang and when I picked it up, I saw it was my ex-wife.
“What do you want? I signed all the papers before I left.”
She sobbed before she spoke. “It’s horrible, just horrible.”
I sat up straighter. Had someone been in an accident? Hanna?”
“Hey, is Hanna okay, what’s happened?”
She took a deep breath before speaking. “I came home early and found Hanna with two men, grown men, our age, fucking in her room. She had one in her bum and the other in her mouth. Our daughter is a slut.” she sobbed again.
I clicked off the phone and looked out over the pool. Megan had been right after all. Once a teen has a taste for cock, she will want more.
