When I made love with  Mr. Hutchinson

Once I was finished applying the oil, I dipped my toe in the water.

“Not bad,” I murmured, walking around the side of the pool to the steps leading into the water.

“Nice, isn’t it?” Mr.Hutchinson asked, his eyes still trained on me.

I slowly made my way into the water, allowing my body to acclimate to the temperature. When I began to swim and fully immersed myself in the pool, I could feel my nipples get hard. Mr.Hutchinson and I swam by ourselves for a few minutes, circling each other in a way. Eventually, he broke the silence.

“I really like your bikini, Tincy,” he said. I blushed wildly, still keeping myself afloat.

“Thank you, Mr.Hutchinson,” I replied as I blushed at his compliment.

“I told you to call me Greg,” he corrected me as he swam closer to me.

“Thank you, Greg,” I responded, as I smiled and batted my lashes.

Eventually, Greg had swum so close we were close enough to touch. I was terrified to make the first move: What if he wasn’t really attracted to me? What if he thought it was inappropriate?

As if he had read my mind, Greg swam even closer. He stood up, towering over me with an intense look in his eye. He leaned forward and brushed a strand of hair out of my face.

“Tincy… I’ve thought you were attractive for a long time. You’ve blossomed into a stunning young woman. I could never say anything… you’re my daughter’s friend. And you’re young. But last night I could barely stop myself from fucking you right there in the kitchen,” he said, still staring at me with a delicious fervor. I was shocked at his honesty and already hot at the thought of us fucking in the kitchen.

“I…thank you,” I replied awkwardly. I was searching for the right words. “I was happy to run into you last night. I’d been thinking about you for quite some time,” I stated.

“You have?” he asked, a large, devilish grin spreading across his face. “Well, then I guess we’re both in luck. We have the house to ourselves for the next 6 hours.”

“And so we do,” I remarked, suddenly realizing what he meant. The house…all to ourselves…six hours… “What do you think we should do?” I asked, sheepishly.

“How about I show you? Follow me,” he said, turning and swimming towards the end of the pool. I followed quickly, my mind awash with endless possibilities for the afternoon. As I excited the pool, I adjusted my swimsuit and grabbed my towel. He seemed to be heading towards the pool house, which I recalled had a bunch of couches…


When I entered the pool house, a waft of cool air greeted me. I looked around, noticing Mr.Hutchinson sitting on one of the lavish couches. The shades had been drawn shut.

“Come here, Tincy,” he gestured, patting the seat next to him. I obliged, hot and ready for anything he suggested. I thought nothing of my inexperience, only of the older man next to me and whatever was in store for me. “Are you a virgin?” he asked bluntly.

“I…yes. I’m a virgin,” I replied shyly.

“Good,” he stated. He leaned forward to kiss me, and I kissed him back. It was the most passionate kiss I’d ever had. His hands were in my hair, pulling me towards him. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and he groaned. His hands moved towards my breasts as my nipples stood at full attention. He grabbed my breasts in his hands as he continued to kiss me.

His lips moved down my neck, my arms, and to my belly. From there, he undid the ties of my bikini. The top of my bikini fell off and into my lap, where he then threw it down on the floor. My breasts were completely exposed, and he cupped them as he kissed my belly and towards them. Finally, his lips touched my nipple and I felt my wet pussy twinge with anticipation. I had never been so turned on before.

He started to suck on my tits as my hands ran through his hair. He groaned, grabbed me and pulled me closer. I arched my back as if on cue and let out a loud moan.

“You like that, little girl?” he asked, staring up at me as he continued to cup and grab my breasts.

“Yes!” I exclaimed breathlessly. He continued to suck on my tits as I grabbed him and pulled him closer. Then, suddenly, he asked me to bend over.

“I need to see you,” he explained. I stood directly in front of him and bent over, touching the floor. I was fully aware my slit was partially exposed as I stood in this position.

“You look… wow,” he said with delight. He learned forward and grabbed my hips, then began to slide my panties down my leg. My ass and pussy were completely exposed. He grabbed my ass with such force I was taken aback.

“Spread your legs,” he demanded, and I did as I was told. I was sure my soaking wet pussy lips were completely visible and he was getting a front row seat.

“Your little pussy is incredible!” he gushed. He moved his hand from my ass towards my pussy, ever so slowly. I was unbelievably horny at this point. Finally, I could feel his fingers on my pussy, playing with the lips and searching for my clit. He found it and began rubbing it, making me moan loudly. I was so hot and so wet.

Right before I felt I was going to orgasm, he stopped, turned me around, and led me to a nearby bedroom. He commanded me to lie back on the bed with my legs spread. I obeyed.

He lay down and shoved his face into my pussy. I grabbed a hold of his head and moaned even louder as he licked my pussy with furious abandon. He sucked on my lips and clit and fucked me with his tongue. I was in heaven!

“Oh, Greg…” I screamed, pulling his hair. He stopped.

“Call me ‘Daddy’, little girl,” he demanded.

“Yes, Daddy!” I said obediently, willing to obey any order he could give me.

“Bend over. Now,” he commanded. I scrambled up and bent over again, giving him a full view of my little pussy and tight ass. He began to lick my cunt again, and I felt his fingers moving towards it. I felt his fingers on my pussy and he slowly slid a finger into my tight hole.

“Oh…my…god,” he said. “I cannot believe how tight your pussy is! God, I can’t wait to fuck you. I don’t know if my cock is going to fit,” he exclaimed.

He worked my pussy with his finger a little longer as I got more and more wet. I braced myself on the headboard as he fingered me and ate my clit at the same time.

“Oh Daddy,” I yelled, hanging onto the headboard as his fingers worked me faster and faster. Just as I was about to come, he stopped.

“Have you been a bad girl?” he asked in a gruff, loud voice.

“Yes…I have,” I stated, knowing that was exactly what he wanted to hear.

“Come here,” he ordered. He motioned for me to sit in his lap, and I did. “Bend over my knee,” he added. “I think you need a spanking.”

My body flooded with delight as I imagined it. I could feel his huge, hard cock on my stomach as I bent over his knee.

SMACK! His hand popped me hard on my ass, and it stung.

“You need to learn to behave!” he yelled.

SMACK! Another loud spanking.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I responded instinctively. SMACK! And another. My entire ass ached with the blows.

Abruptly, he stopped spanking me, grabbed me, and moved me to the bed. He stood up and pulled off his swimming trunks, which exposed his enormous, throbbing dick. I gasped. He was huge! He allowed me to stare for a moment, taking in how gigantic his cock was. My mouth was salivating.

“Suck my cock,” he instructed loudly.

“Yes, Daddy!” I exclaimed, moving towards him. I opened my mouth and placed it around his cock, still amazed by the size of it. He grabbed the back of my head and moved my mouth further along his shaft. I began to suck his cock while I rubbed my little clit.

“That’s right…Good little girl,” he said in between groans. I could feel his cock throbbing as I sucked on it. I sucked him faster and faster, his hand on my head guiding my mouth. He groaned with pleasure.

“Oh, baby…good girl,” he murmured. His hips were slamming his cock in and out of my wet mouth. I could feel his dick in my throat. Sharply, he grabbed me by the shoulders and moved me to the bed.

“Open your legs,” he demanded. I spread my legs as far as they would go, inviting his cock into my tight pussy. He climbed towards me and grabbed my hips. I could feel his cock rubbing against my wet slit.

“Do you like that, baby girl?” he asked, slapping my pussy with his dick.

“I love it, Daddy! It feels so good,” I said.

Suddenly, I could feel his huge cock start to enter my pussy. I couldn’t believe he had gotten it in—my pussy had been tight when he shoved one finger into it! I could feel how tight my pussy was around his humongous dick.

“You…are so… tight!” he yelled, thrusting his cock further into my cunt. I had no idea if my pussy would be able to take any more of him; I could feel it stretching as he thrust it in.

“Oh my god, Daddy!” I yelled. “Your cock! I don’t know if it’s going to fit!” But he didn’t listen. He thrust his cock into my pussy even further. I moaned with pleasure and I could feel my pussy clench.

From there, he began to thrust his dick further and further into my pussy until I thought I couldn’t bear any more. I felt so extraordinarily full.

With each pump, he forced his cock further and further into my tight pussy. He grabbed my arms and pinned them behind my back. There was no protesting.

“Fuuuck,” he muttered in between groans.

SMACK! He had let go of my arms and delivered a swift, stinging blow to my ass.

“Ow, Daddy! Shit!” I cried.

SMACK! Another spanking, more painful than the last.

“Take it like a good little girl. Take my fat cock in your tight pussy like a good girl,” he commanded.

“Yes, Daddy!” I wailed. “I’ll be a good girl!” I promised, biting my lower lip.

“Do you like my dick filling you up?” he asked with labored breath.

“Oh my god, yes! I love it! Thank you, Daddy!” I yelled.

“Get up!” He demanded. I turned around on the bed as he lay down, his head on a pillow. “Come sit on my lap. Sit on my cock. Now,” he growled.

I straddled him, holding onto the headboard for support. Slowly, I lowered my pussy onto his cock. I could feel it stretching again, so tight and no match for his huge dick.

“Like this, Daddy?” I asked as I forced my pussy even further onto his cock.

“Yes, fuck, just like that, baby,” he grunted. I began to pump up and down on his cock which felt heavenly. Again, I felt so full. My tits bounced up and down as I fucked him, and he was clearly appreciative. He reached up and massaged my tits with his hands as he let out intense groans.

“Fuck me, Daddy!” I screamed.

“You like this, you little slut? You like it when I fuck you like this?” he asked as he grabbed my ass.

“It feels so fucking good!” I yelled as I lowered my tight pussy even further, his cock completely filling me up. I bounced up and down harder, my cunt meeting his pelvis with a thunderous clap.

“I’m going to come!” he screamed. “I’m going to fill your pussy!”

“Come right in my tight pussy!” I yelled, ready to come myself. He began to thrust his hips wildly, fucking me even harder and deeper. I felt the now familiar rush of tingling and euphoria of an orgasm coming on. He fucked me harder, and my legs started to tremble uncontrollably as my pussy muscles clenched tight around his cock. I was coming!

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” he yelled, and I felt a wave of hot liquid inside my cunt. He let out a completely contented smile and I almost went limp. I rolled off of his cock and next to him on the bed.

We were both breathing heavily. He extended his arm around me and pulled me close.

“What a good girl,” he gushed. “I’ve never fucked a girl like you before, Tincy…I’ve never been so hard.”

“And you were my first,” I reminded him. “That was incredible. So much more than I thought it would ever be. You felt so good inside me…” I cooked.

We cuddled for a time after that, with him grabbing my ass and massaging my tits. All of the sudden, I realized it was nearing 3 o’clock.

“I should go shower off,” I said, slowly sitting up. “Everyone will be home soon.”

“Oh shit,” he uttered. “Me too.”

We dressed and then both made our way back up to the house, with him behind me undoubtedly looking at my ass.

I showered quickly and dressed myself in more respectable clothes. Within 30 minutes, Laura and her mom returned with tons of shopping bags.

“Hey, Tincy! What did you get up to today?” Laura’s mother asked me.

“I just… I kind of hung around the house, watched some TV and did some swimming,” I said hurriedly.

“That sounds nice!” she replied, walking up the stairs.

“It really was,” I whispered.

February 2021

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