Something Beautiful - Chapter 1
Lance pulled up in front of his girlfriend's house just after lunch on a Saturday. It was a week before his senior prom and she had not responded to his texts and calls in more than a week. Wondering if everything was okay, he drove the 30 miles to the town in which she lived to talk. They had scheduled an afternoon date for today for her to help him with a few accessories to go with his tux for the prom and otherwise spend the afternoon and evening hanging out. She had spent the spring semester living with her dad halfway across the country because she wasn't getting along well with her mother. But she was supposed to be back for the two weeks before and after the prom. She had graduated the year before Lance and had chosen a gap year before going to college. But Tracy had gone silent and Lance had an uneasy feeling his date was going to be a no show. It was her mother's house that Lance pulled up to and that same uneasy feeling crept into his head again. It was a large, upscale house and he was surprised that she would still live there alone. She had been divorced from Keri's dad for three years and did not work. She must have made him pay dearly to get out of the marriage, he thought to himself.
He rang the doorbell and a few seconds later, Keri's mother, DeeDee answered the door.
"Well, hi Lance! Come in! I don't think I have seen you since Keri left last December to live with her dad. You're the last person I thought would be at the door. How are you?"
Lance was once again struck by how much DeeDee and her daughter looked like each other. Both were about 5'2" tall, light brown hair, oval face, large blue eyes, and both were stacked enough for two women. Both had the most beautiful legs on earth and short, round asses. They could pass for twin sisters except for only the slightly apparent difference in ages. DeeDee was 38, but could pass for late 20s. Keri was 19 and could pass for early 20s.
As Lance sat his 6'3" frame on the sofa, he asked when Keri would be back. He related to DeeDee that he had not heard from Keri in nearly two weeks and was getting nervous about their prom date.
DeeDee had an uncomfortable look cross her face. "You mean she hasn't said anything to you at all, Lance?"
"Not a word," he reiterated.
"Lance," DeeDee paused, "Keri isn't coming back for the prom or for anything else as far as that is concerned. That is damned rude of her not to even give you the courtesy of at least a text to tell you. She can be such a little bitch sometimes. I am so sorry. I was sure she would have had the decency to tell you."
Lance was visibly upset and shifted around in his seat as if not knowing what to do. "I've rented a tux, hired a limo - the whole works - to make it special for us. All for nothing. It's too late to get another date for the prom with it only a week away. It's not like I wanted to take anyone else anyway. Do you think you could talk to her and get her to reconsider - even just for the prom?"
"I'm sorry, Lance," started DeeDee, "but she told me a month ago that she is seeing someone else and will probably be engaged by June. There is just no chance. But, I will take care of your expenses. My ex wasn't good for anything else, but he did know how to make money and I got enough out of him that I won't have to work again and the tux and limo are no problem. I am more concerned about you and your disappointment and the poor treatment you got from Keri. I wish there was something more I could do for you to make up for her shitty behavior."
Lance shook his head. "It's not on you. My dad taught me that you deal with what life dishes out sometimes and you don't expect others to make your life easier when things don't go well."
DeeDee thought for a moment about how hard that lesson was for Lance to learn. Lance's mother had died three years ago and it was a rough time for him as it would be for anyone. But his dad was a solid guy and made sure he and Lance worked through the loss and the grief together. DeeDee wished on more than one occasion that she had found a man more like Lance's father.
The young man stood up to leave. His large, muscular frame would be intimidating in many circumstances, but his gentlemanly demeanor and warm personality gave off a sense of strength and steadfastness far beyond his years. He thanked her for her honesty and compassion as well as the time she took to visit with him. He headed for the door, then stopped abruptly and turned to face her.
"It just occurred to me," Lance began, "how would YOU like to be my date to the prom?"
"What?! You can't be serious, Lance! I am old enough to be your mother. You'd never hear the end of it from your friends and I am pretty sure I would feel completely out of place. What would people think?"
"I don't care what anyone would think. You are more of a lady than anyone in my school, prettier too. I am pretty sure everyone would be jealous. Besides, you could pass for someone just a few years older than me. You don't look old enough to be anyone's mother."
DeeDee finally realized that Lance was taking what life dished up for him and making the most of it. His sincerity about her looks and his optimism about the possibility put her a little off balance. She knew she should turn him down no matter how much it might add to his hurt, but she paused long enough to add to his hope.
"Well, then sit back down for a few minutes. I think Keri left her prom dress upstairs. Let me go see if she did and if it will fit. If it does, then yes, I will be your date for the prom. But just remember, when things go south for you at the prom for bringing someone's mother as your date, I told you so."
In what seemed like an hour to Lance, DeeDee returned in just a few minutes with a big smile on her face. She was wearing a beautiful emerald green prom gown that fit perfectly. it highlighted her bust perfectly the way she liked to show it off without violating anyone's sensibilities at the school. It fit a little snug in the waist, but she wasn't concerned with that.
"I will get my hair done and a makeover so you will be proud to have me as your date, Lance. I have to confess it sounds like fun, for me at least, but I still think this is a bad idea for you."
"You don't need to do any of that stuff for me. You look perfect just the way you are right now! I saved money for dinner before the dance and we can enjoy the limo, too. I'll be here at 6 next Saturday!"
DeeDee felt 18 again and felt oddly drawn to this young man who seemed so confident and positive. It was the first thing she had had to look forward to in a long time.
Lance had called DeeDee twice in the week leading up to the prom to make sure she wasn't going to back out on him at the last minute. He didn't realize how much more this meant to her than her own prom had meant to her nearly 20 years earlier. When his limo pulled up to her house, he walked up to the door and she greeted him before he could ring the doorbell. She looked stunning. She had picked out a hairstyle to go with Lance's age group and her makeup was perfect. It took Lance a minute to realize it was not Keri, but her mother, that was taking his breath away. He walked to the limo and opened the door for her. He gave her a corsage and even helped pin it on her. His dad had given him lessons on how to do it without stabbing her with the pin. DeeDee was impressed and gave him a peck on the cheek in appreciation. Lance blushed.
The unlikely couple enjoyed a fine shrimp dinner at the best restaurant he could afford and the limo delivered them to the prom site. Heads turned as they entered. Girls whispered to each other, guys smiled broadly, and the chaperones looked either nervous or dubious about the "older woman" on Lance's arm. He introduced her to everyone as the occasion required, referring to her as his date, DeeDee. They had agreed that he should call her by her name since she was a date after all. Referring to her as Mrs... would have been a bad look.
The evening was going on wonderfully and Lance was having the time of his life. His dad had gotten him some dance lessons to get him through the evening and DeeDee was impressed with his agility and grace. She was having the time of her life and so was he. He had excused himself to visit the men's room and she walked over to the refreshment table for a drink. The principal, Ms. Daniels, and the football coach, Mr. Coffey were chatting. Ms. Daniels was one of the chaperones who had the disapproving look on her face when Lance brought DeeDee into the dance.
"Forgive me," she said, "but don't you think it a bit inappropriate to be the date of an 18 year old high school student for something like the prom?"
Mr. Coffey was stunned at the principal's bluntness, not to mention the assumptions and the rudeness behind her question.
DeeDee didn't miss a beat. "First of all, Lance is the finest young man I know. Second, my daughter stood him up without telling him. She is obviously as bitchy as you are. Third, you should spend more time knowing your students better and spend less time tightening that bun in your hair. If you did know your students, you would know that Lance's mother died three years ago. Nothing will fuck up a promising young man more than to live life where women cannot be counted on to be there for him. He asked me to this dance, and I was not about to be "strike three" for him. You would be an attractive woman if you changed your hair style, your wardrobe and your attitude. Maybe you wouldn't be quite so frustrated and jealous if you gave it a try."
With that, DeeDee walked off. Ms. Daniels didn't know what to say or do, so she stood there and fumed. Mr. Coffey leaned into Ms. Daniels and quietly said, "That woman was right on all counts. You have a few things to consider." Then he walked off as well.
Ms. Daniels quickly headed toward DeeDee, who was on her way to the ladies room herself. When she caught up with DeeDee, she quickly apologized for thinking so poorly of her. "Do you really think a change in hairstyle and wardrobe would help that much?"
Before DeeDee could answer, they both heard a commotion developing in the hallway near the restrooms. They both stopped to listen, still out of sight from the source.
"Hey, Lance, your date charging you by the hour tonight? Do you have to pay extra for the services after the dance?" It was actually Lance's best friend, Rob, who was digging at Lance. A couple of other guys were standing there laughing their asses off at Rob's jabs. Lance grabbed his best friend by the lapels, shirt and tie, lifting him a couple of inches off the floor and suspending him in mid air.
"She is the finest lady I know. I asked her to the dance and she was kind enough to say yes in spite of how uncomfortable this is probably making her. So shut your face or I will break you in half, got it? Rob's face went white as he nodded and the others laughing had gone dead silent. Mr. Coffey stepped out of the men's room to see Rob dangling just above the floor. He had heard the exchange and was about to step into the middle of it.
"Lance, I think you should put him down. Rob, if I hear anything more like this, I will tell him myself. What he doesn't break, I will. That goes for all of you. Don't make me follow through."
Lance put his friend down. DeeDee and Ms. Daniels stayed out of sight and let the boys move on. DeeDee was beside herself with pride and admiration in having a date that would defend her and compliment her without even knowing she was present. Her view of the evening had taken a whole new turn and she relaxed. Later, she approached the principal and the coach, who were again talking at the refreshment table.
"Ms. Daniels, I apologize for coming at you so strongly earlier. Mr. Coffey, thank you for backing up Lance earlier. He is a good young man."
The principal responded, "Mr. Coffey has reinforced your earlier comments and I know I need to work on some things. I appreciate your coaching, even though it stung at the time. And yes, Lance is a fine young man. Now that I know the backstory, your presence as his date makes a whole lot of sense and I respect you putting yourself out here like this for his benefit."
The rest of the evening went off without a hitch. Lance and DeeDee enjoyed the 30 minute limo ride back to her house. She invited him in and suggested he sit on the couch. I am going to change out of this dress and will be right back. She returned a few minutes later, wearing her slip, but still in her heals from the dance.
"I talked to your dad earlier this week and suggested that you stay here tonight, given how late we would be. He apparently still thinks you were taking Keri to the dance. He agreed and was concerned about how you would get home when the limo ride was finished. I told him I would bring you home tomorrow." She sat down next to him and snuggled in under his arm and rested her hand on his knee.
"Thank you, Lance. This has been one of the best nights of my life. And I appreciate you standing up for me tonight as well."
"You heard about all that?" Lance said, embarrassed.
"I was standing just a few feet around the corner. I heard it first hand."
"I am sorry. I guess it was a bad idea. I had a great time though. I am sorry you were treated that way."
"I'm not. Otherwise, I would not know the full extent of what kind of young man you are."
Lance blushed again.
DeeDee continued, "now, you know it customary for a date to end with kiss, don't you?"
Lance nodded, "Yeah, but I didn't think you considered this a real date."
"Are you k**ding me?" she asked with fake affront. "This was not just any ordinary date, sweetheart. And it is not going to end with just an ordinary good night kiss."
DeeDee rolled over onto his lap, her legs straddling his, facing him, eye to eye, and pressed her lips to his. Both of them parted lips and allowed their tongues to explore each other. Lance slowly began to allow his hands to run up and down her back, eventually roaming lower until they cupped her small, round ass. Her heavy sighs let him know that he had permission and even encouragement to take it as far as he wanted.
His hands moved further down to the backs of her bare thighs and then back up under her slip to discover she was wearing no panties. He felt her bare ass and squeezed her ass cheeks gently. She thrust her hips forward against his and felt the familiar but long forgotten hardness of a man ready for more than a goodnight kiss.
She broke their passionate kiss and sat upright on his lap, her eyes locked with his. Passion burned in his face. She crossed her arms and hooked her thumbs in the straps of her slip and pulled them down her arms and out of them. She pulled the slip down to reveal her large tits to him, braless. They were firm and her nipples pointed straight out at him. She took his hands and guided them over each mound. Both of them took deep breaths and let them out simultaneously as both enjoyed the sensations they were feeling.
"Better get you out of that tux before you have to pay extra for cleaning," she said playfully.
She guided him down the hall to her bedroom, her slip down around her waist. He marveled at her beautiful legs and her hourglass figure as her hand led him to her bed. She removed her slip and was now wearing only her heals. they were open toed and held on by ankle straps. She made no move to remove them. He had already removed his jacket and she stopped him, indicating that she wanted to remove everything else. When there was nothing more than his underpants, she went to her knees in front of him and grabbed the waistband and pulled them down to the floor. His hard, throbbing cock nearly slapped her in the face. He gasped when she reached out and wrapped her delicate hand around his shaft. Her lips were so close to the head of his cock, he could feel her warm breath on it.
"I doubt that you will last long enough in this state to be of much satisfaction for me, so let's get the first one out of the way by doing this," she said, taking his cock head into her mouth. She began to bob up and down on his cock, sucking hard as her hand rubbed his balls. The other hand stroked slowly. He watched in amazement as she gave him his first ever blowjob. She was right. He would not last long. From the moment she had entered the room in just her slip and heals, his cock had been throbbing. Now he was getting every man's dream. He watched the beautiful face giving him the most beautiful gift of physical pleasure with no thought to her own. In mere moments, he was on the verge of shooting his load and he realized that he had no idea how he was supposed to let her know and what she would want him to do with it when he came.
"Fuck! I am gonna shoot! What do I do?" he exclaimed.
DeeDee simply put a finger to her cheek. He took that to mean that she wanted him to cum in her mouth. Seconds later, Lance shot jet after thick jet of cum, splattering the back of her throat. He felt her mouth clamp down as she swallowed quickly, trying to keep up with his production. She felt his cock twitch and throb in her mouth as the last shots came forth. She stood up and smiled. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist and they kissed passionately again.
He laid her on the bed and he knelt to the floor. She put her legs over his shoulders and he began to run his tongue along her inner thighs before sliding his tongue between her pussy lips and exploring the art of eating her pussy. Although he ad no previous experience at it, he was adept enough to know what was working and she hunched his face. She was revved up enough that he did not have to be great at it. She grabbed handfuls of his hair as she came hard on his tongue. She gushed her womanly fluids all over his cheeks, chin and nose and she bucked up and down and back and forth to a long-needed and intense orgasm.
She went limp on the bed in momentary exhaustion. Lance stood up and slid her on to the bed, then climbed in on top of her, already hard and ready for more. She was eager to experience again the joys of a good fuck and spread her legs, guiding his long, thick cock, hard in her hand, to her opening. One long, slow thrust and Lance was balls deep in his new lover and both groaned in unison at the pleasure of two joined as one. He began slowly, getting accustomed to what it was like to be inside a woman. As he got more confident, his strokes increased in speed, but he was careful to make them as long as possible. He noted that she seemed to like the long strokes and he took as hints her thrusts back up to meet his as her desire to pick up the pace. He began fucking her harder now, and he could feel another cum boiling up inside himself. He did not want to cum too quickly a second time, and tried to distract himself from the pleasures he felt, hoping she would get off first. He was not disappointed. She began to groan her pleasures and her movements hinted at her nearing another climax.
Her fingers found his ass cheeks and dug into him as her head turned to one side and she screeched out another orgasm. He could feel her pussy clamping down on his cock, loosening, clamping down again as she came again, just as hard as she had the first time and soaking his cock and his balls as she did. It was all too much for him and he shot her pussy full of his cum until, between the two of them, they created enough wetness, their bodies made squishing noises as he continued to fuck her.
They relaxed briefly and he rolled over, pulling her on top of him as he remained deep inside her. Her head lay on his chest and her body lay limp on his. She continued to tease his cock by squeezing it with her pussy and she could tell that he had no signs of going limp inside her. She had forgotten the virility of a younger man, and appreciated his ability to be ready to meet her needs. She began to hump him and he put his hands on her hips and began to thrust in response, fucking her with the same intensity as she fucked him. They kissed as they fucked and both hoped the night would never end. After she had cum a third time, she slipped off of his cock. He was initially disappointed, but she retrieved a tube of lube, hoping it was still good after so long without use. She coated his cock with it and then applied some to her back door.
"Might as well make it a complete night," she said as she sat back on his cock, this time guiding him up her ass. She was nearly regretting her decision until he finally got through the sphincter muscle. She told him to just lie still and let her handle the rest. He chose to play with her ample tits while she reamed her ass on his cock. She fingered her pussy with one hand as she rode his rod. He teased her nipples hard in his fingertips. Sometime later, she felt his cock swell and throb and then she felt the warm wetness of his cum filling her ass. She fingered herself to yet another cum shortly after he filled her ass and she slid off, allowing the cum to run out of her ass and her pussy soaking his entire crotch region.
She suggested they take a shower together, cleaning all of the cum from each other, dried each other. They returned to the rumpled bed and began the next round of play that would last until near dawn. DeeDee was now completely invested in her new found lover and had to figure out how to get more of her young stud. Lance had no idea if what he felt was love or a****l lust, but he knew he would do anything for her. This was something beautiful.
He rang the doorbell and a few seconds later, Keri's mother, DeeDee answered the door.
"Well, hi Lance! Come in! I don't think I have seen you since Keri left last December to live with her dad. You're the last person I thought would be at the door. How are you?"
Lance was once again struck by how much DeeDee and her daughter looked like each other. Both were about 5'2" tall, light brown hair, oval face, large blue eyes, and both were stacked enough for two women. Both had the most beautiful legs on earth and short, round asses. They could pass for twin sisters except for only the slightly apparent difference in ages. DeeDee was 38, but could pass for late 20s. Keri was 19 and could pass for early 20s.
As Lance sat his 6'3" frame on the sofa, he asked when Keri would be back. He related to DeeDee that he had not heard from Keri in nearly two weeks and was getting nervous about their prom date.
DeeDee had an uncomfortable look cross her face. "You mean she hasn't said anything to you at all, Lance?"
"Not a word," he reiterated.
"Lance," DeeDee paused, "Keri isn't coming back for the prom or for anything else as far as that is concerned. That is damned rude of her not to even give you the courtesy of at least a text to tell you. She can be such a little bitch sometimes. I am so sorry. I was sure she would have had the decency to tell you."
Lance was visibly upset and shifted around in his seat as if not knowing what to do. "I've rented a tux, hired a limo - the whole works - to make it special for us. All for nothing. It's too late to get another date for the prom with it only a week away. It's not like I wanted to take anyone else anyway. Do you think you could talk to her and get her to reconsider - even just for the prom?"
"I'm sorry, Lance," started DeeDee, "but she told me a month ago that she is seeing someone else and will probably be engaged by June. There is just no chance. But, I will take care of your expenses. My ex wasn't good for anything else, but he did know how to make money and I got enough out of him that I won't have to work again and the tux and limo are no problem. I am more concerned about you and your disappointment and the poor treatment you got from Keri. I wish there was something more I could do for you to make up for her shitty behavior."
Lance shook his head. "It's not on you. My dad taught me that you deal with what life dishes out sometimes and you don't expect others to make your life easier when things don't go well."
DeeDee thought for a moment about how hard that lesson was for Lance to learn. Lance's mother had died three years ago and it was a rough time for him as it would be for anyone. But his dad was a solid guy and made sure he and Lance worked through the loss and the grief together. DeeDee wished on more than one occasion that she had found a man more like Lance's father.
The young man stood up to leave. His large, muscular frame would be intimidating in many circumstances, but his gentlemanly demeanor and warm personality gave off a sense of strength and steadfastness far beyond his years. He thanked her for her honesty and compassion as well as the time she took to visit with him. He headed for the door, then stopped abruptly and turned to face her.
"It just occurred to me," Lance began, "how would YOU like to be my date to the prom?"
"What?! You can't be serious, Lance! I am old enough to be your mother. You'd never hear the end of it from your friends and I am pretty sure I would feel completely out of place. What would people think?"
"I don't care what anyone would think. You are more of a lady than anyone in my school, prettier too. I am pretty sure everyone would be jealous. Besides, you could pass for someone just a few years older than me. You don't look old enough to be anyone's mother."
DeeDee finally realized that Lance was taking what life dished up for him and making the most of it. His sincerity about her looks and his optimism about the possibility put her a little off balance. She knew she should turn him down no matter how much it might add to his hurt, but she paused long enough to add to his hope.
"Well, then sit back down for a few minutes. I think Keri left her prom dress upstairs. Let me go see if she did and if it will fit. If it does, then yes, I will be your date for the prom. But just remember, when things go south for you at the prom for bringing someone's mother as your date, I told you so."
In what seemed like an hour to Lance, DeeDee returned in just a few minutes with a big smile on her face. She was wearing a beautiful emerald green prom gown that fit perfectly. it highlighted her bust perfectly the way she liked to show it off without violating anyone's sensibilities at the school. It fit a little snug in the waist, but she wasn't concerned with that.
"I will get my hair done and a makeover so you will be proud to have me as your date, Lance. I have to confess it sounds like fun, for me at least, but I still think this is a bad idea for you."
"You don't need to do any of that stuff for me. You look perfect just the way you are right now! I saved money for dinner before the dance and we can enjoy the limo, too. I'll be here at 6 next Saturday!"
DeeDee felt 18 again and felt oddly drawn to this young man who seemed so confident and positive. It was the first thing she had had to look forward to in a long time.
Lance had called DeeDee twice in the week leading up to the prom to make sure she wasn't going to back out on him at the last minute. He didn't realize how much more this meant to her than her own prom had meant to her nearly 20 years earlier. When his limo pulled up to her house, he walked up to the door and she greeted him before he could ring the doorbell. She looked stunning. She had picked out a hairstyle to go with Lance's age group and her makeup was perfect. It took Lance a minute to realize it was not Keri, but her mother, that was taking his breath away. He walked to the limo and opened the door for her. He gave her a corsage and even helped pin it on her. His dad had given him lessons on how to do it without stabbing her with the pin. DeeDee was impressed and gave him a peck on the cheek in appreciation. Lance blushed.
The unlikely couple enjoyed a fine shrimp dinner at the best restaurant he could afford and the limo delivered them to the prom site. Heads turned as they entered. Girls whispered to each other, guys smiled broadly, and the chaperones looked either nervous or dubious about the "older woman" on Lance's arm. He introduced her to everyone as the occasion required, referring to her as his date, DeeDee. They had agreed that he should call her by her name since she was a date after all. Referring to her as Mrs... would have been a bad look.
The evening was going on wonderfully and Lance was having the time of his life. His dad had gotten him some dance lessons to get him through the evening and DeeDee was impressed with his agility and grace. She was having the time of her life and so was he. He had excused himself to visit the men's room and she walked over to the refreshment table for a drink. The principal, Ms. Daniels, and the football coach, Mr. Coffey were chatting. Ms. Daniels was one of the chaperones who had the disapproving look on her face when Lance brought DeeDee into the dance.
"Forgive me," she said, "but don't you think it a bit inappropriate to be the date of an 18 year old high school student for something like the prom?"
Mr. Coffey was stunned at the principal's bluntness, not to mention the assumptions and the rudeness behind her question.
DeeDee didn't miss a beat. "First of all, Lance is the finest young man I know. Second, my daughter stood him up without telling him. She is obviously as bitchy as you are. Third, you should spend more time knowing your students better and spend less time tightening that bun in your hair. If you did know your students, you would know that Lance's mother died three years ago. Nothing will fuck up a promising young man more than to live life where women cannot be counted on to be there for him. He asked me to this dance, and I was not about to be "strike three" for him. You would be an attractive woman if you changed your hair style, your wardrobe and your attitude. Maybe you wouldn't be quite so frustrated and jealous if you gave it a try."
With that, DeeDee walked off. Ms. Daniels didn't know what to say or do, so she stood there and fumed. Mr. Coffey leaned into Ms. Daniels and quietly said, "That woman was right on all counts. You have a few things to consider." Then he walked off as well.
Ms. Daniels quickly headed toward DeeDee, who was on her way to the ladies room herself. When she caught up with DeeDee, she quickly apologized for thinking so poorly of her. "Do you really think a change in hairstyle and wardrobe would help that much?"
Before DeeDee could answer, they both heard a commotion developing in the hallway near the restrooms. They both stopped to listen, still out of sight from the source.
"Hey, Lance, your date charging you by the hour tonight? Do you have to pay extra for the services after the dance?" It was actually Lance's best friend, Rob, who was digging at Lance. A couple of other guys were standing there laughing their asses off at Rob's jabs. Lance grabbed his best friend by the lapels, shirt and tie, lifting him a couple of inches off the floor and suspending him in mid air.
"She is the finest lady I know. I asked her to the dance and she was kind enough to say yes in spite of how uncomfortable this is probably making her. So shut your face or I will break you in half, got it? Rob's face went white as he nodded and the others laughing had gone dead silent. Mr. Coffey stepped out of the men's room to see Rob dangling just above the floor. He had heard the exchange and was about to step into the middle of it.
"Lance, I think you should put him down. Rob, if I hear anything more like this, I will tell him myself. What he doesn't break, I will. That goes for all of you. Don't make me follow through."
Lance put his friend down. DeeDee and Ms. Daniels stayed out of sight and let the boys move on. DeeDee was beside herself with pride and admiration in having a date that would defend her and compliment her without even knowing she was present. Her view of the evening had taken a whole new turn and she relaxed. Later, she approached the principal and the coach, who were again talking at the refreshment table.
"Ms. Daniels, I apologize for coming at you so strongly earlier. Mr. Coffey, thank you for backing up Lance earlier. He is a good young man."
The principal responded, "Mr. Coffey has reinforced your earlier comments and I know I need to work on some things. I appreciate your coaching, even though it stung at the time. And yes, Lance is a fine young man. Now that I know the backstory, your presence as his date makes a whole lot of sense and I respect you putting yourself out here like this for his benefit."
The rest of the evening went off without a hitch. Lance and DeeDee enjoyed the 30 minute limo ride back to her house. She invited him in and suggested he sit on the couch. I am going to change out of this dress and will be right back. She returned a few minutes later, wearing her slip, but still in her heals from the dance.
"I talked to your dad earlier this week and suggested that you stay here tonight, given how late we would be. He apparently still thinks you were taking Keri to the dance. He agreed and was concerned about how you would get home when the limo ride was finished. I told him I would bring you home tomorrow." She sat down next to him and snuggled in under his arm and rested her hand on his knee.
"Thank you, Lance. This has been one of the best nights of my life. And I appreciate you standing up for me tonight as well."
"You heard about all that?" Lance said, embarrassed.
"I was standing just a few feet around the corner. I heard it first hand."
"I am sorry. I guess it was a bad idea. I had a great time though. I am sorry you were treated that way."
"I'm not. Otherwise, I would not know the full extent of what kind of young man you are."
Lance blushed again.
DeeDee continued, "now, you know it customary for a date to end with kiss, don't you?"
Lance nodded, "Yeah, but I didn't think you considered this a real date."
"Are you k**ding me?" she asked with fake affront. "This was not just any ordinary date, sweetheart. And it is not going to end with just an ordinary good night kiss."
DeeDee rolled over onto his lap, her legs straddling his, facing him, eye to eye, and pressed her lips to his. Both of them parted lips and allowed their tongues to explore each other. Lance slowly began to allow his hands to run up and down her back, eventually roaming lower until they cupped her small, round ass. Her heavy sighs let him know that he had permission and even encouragement to take it as far as he wanted.
His hands moved further down to the backs of her bare thighs and then back up under her slip to discover she was wearing no panties. He felt her bare ass and squeezed her ass cheeks gently. She thrust her hips forward against his and felt the familiar but long forgotten hardness of a man ready for more than a goodnight kiss.
She broke their passionate kiss and sat upright on his lap, her eyes locked with his. Passion burned in his face. She crossed her arms and hooked her thumbs in the straps of her slip and pulled them down her arms and out of them. She pulled the slip down to reveal her large tits to him, braless. They were firm and her nipples pointed straight out at him. She took his hands and guided them over each mound. Both of them took deep breaths and let them out simultaneously as both enjoyed the sensations they were feeling.
"Better get you out of that tux before you have to pay extra for cleaning," she said playfully.
She guided him down the hall to her bedroom, her slip down around her waist. He marveled at her beautiful legs and her hourglass figure as her hand led him to her bed. She removed her slip and was now wearing only her heals. they were open toed and held on by ankle straps. She made no move to remove them. He had already removed his jacket and she stopped him, indicating that she wanted to remove everything else. When there was nothing more than his underpants, she went to her knees in front of him and grabbed the waistband and pulled them down to the floor. His hard, throbbing cock nearly slapped her in the face. He gasped when she reached out and wrapped her delicate hand around his shaft. Her lips were so close to the head of his cock, he could feel her warm breath on it.
"I doubt that you will last long enough in this state to be of much satisfaction for me, so let's get the first one out of the way by doing this," she said, taking his cock head into her mouth. She began to bob up and down on his cock, sucking hard as her hand rubbed his balls. The other hand stroked slowly. He watched in amazement as she gave him his first ever blowjob. She was right. He would not last long. From the moment she had entered the room in just her slip and heals, his cock had been throbbing. Now he was getting every man's dream. He watched the beautiful face giving him the most beautiful gift of physical pleasure with no thought to her own. In mere moments, he was on the verge of shooting his load and he realized that he had no idea how he was supposed to let her know and what she would want him to do with it when he came.
"Fuck! I am gonna shoot! What do I do?" he exclaimed.
DeeDee simply put a finger to her cheek. He took that to mean that she wanted him to cum in her mouth. Seconds later, Lance shot jet after thick jet of cum, splattering the back of her throat. He felt her mouth clamp down as she swallowed quickly, trying to keep up with his production. She felt his cock twitch and throb in her mouth as the last shots came forth. She stood up and smiled. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist and they kissed passionately again.
He laid her on the bed and he knelt to the floor. She put her legs over his shoulders and he began to run his tongue along her inner thighs before sliding his tongue between her pussy lips and exploring the art of eating her pussy. Although he ad no previous experience at it, he was adept enough to know what was working and she hunched his face. She was revved up enough that he did not have to be great at it. She grabbed handfuls of his hair as she came hard on his tongue. She gushed her womanly fluids all over his cheeks, chin and nose and she bucked up and down and back and forth to a long-needed and intense orgasm.
She went limp on the bed in momentary exhaustion. Lance stood up and slid her on to the bed, then climbed in on top of her, already hard and ready for more. She was eager to experience again the joys of a good fuck and spread her legs, guiding his long, thick cock, hard in her hand, to her opening. One long, slow thrust and Lance was balls deep in his new lover and both groaned in unison at the pleasure of two joined as one. He began slowly, getting accustomed to what it was like to be inside a woman. As he got more confident, his strokes increased in speed, but he was careful to make them as long as possible. He noted that she seemed to like the long strokes and he took as hints her thrusts back up to meet his as her desire to pick up the pace. He began fucking her harder now, and he could feel another cum boiling up inside himself. He did not want to cum too quickly a second time, and tried to distract himself from the pleasures he felt, hoping she would get off first. He was not disappointed. She began to groan her pleasures and her movements hinted at her nearing another climax.
Her fingers found his ass cheeks and dug into him as her head turned to one side and she screeched out another orgasm. He could feel her pussy clamping down on his cock, loosening, clamping down again as she came again, just as hard as she had the first time and soaking his cock and his balls as she did. It was all too much for him and he shot her pussy full of his cum until, between the two of them, they created enough wetness, their bodies made squishing noises as he continued to fuck her.
They relaxed briefly and he rolled over, pulling her on top of him as he remained deep inside her. Her head lay on his chest and her body lay limp on his. She continued to tease his cock by squeezing it with her pussy and she could tell that he had no signs of going limp inside her. She had forgotten the virility of a younger man, and appreciated his ability to be ready to meet her needs. She began to hump him and he put his hands on her hips and began to thrust in response, fucking her with the same intensity as she fucked him. They kissed as they fucked and both hoped the night would never end. After she had cum a third time, she slipped off of his cock. He was initially disappointed, but she retrieved a tube of lube, hoping it was still good after so long without use. She coated his cock with it and then applied some to her back door.
"Might as well make it a complete night," she said as she sat back on his cock, this time guiding him up her ass. She was nearly regretting her decision until he finally got through the sphincter muscle. She told him to just lie still and let her handle the rest. He chose to play with her ample tits while she reamed her ass on his cock. She fingered her pussy with one hand as she rode his rod. He teased her nipples hard in his fingertips. Sometime later, she felt his cock swell and throb and then she felt the warm wetness of his cum filling her ass. She fingered herself to yet another cum shortly after he filled her ass and she slid off, allowing the cum to run out of her ass and her pussy soaking his entire crotch region.
She suggested they take a shower together, cleaning all of the cum from each other, dried each other. They returned to the rumpled bed and began the next round of play that would last until near dawn. DeeDee was now completely invested in her new found lover and had to figure out how to get more of her young stud. Lance had no idea if what he felt was love or a****l lust, but he knew he would do anything for her. This was something beautiful.
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