Ice Cream Girl Part 2 - Sex Stories

Ice Cream Girl Part 2

... we're both naked and standing in my kitchen. Jodie led me to the kitchen window. I am now standing in front of my kitchen window, watching the world go by. It was a liberating experience. Jodie, standing behind me, cupped my breast.

"A penny for your thoughts," she said.

"I'm just thinking about what my husband and daughter would think if they could see me like this."

Jodie began to kiss my neck, her hand cupping my breast as it slid down my tummy. Reaching my neatly trimmed bush. I let out a little gasp. Then Jodie's finger started to circle my clit. Her finger slipped inside of me, then back to my clit. Jodie kept on repeating this action. I could feel my orgasm building. When I was about to come. Jodie whispered in my ear.

"If your husband didn't want to take you immediately over the table, he'd be a fool that didn't deserve you. Your daughter would probably be in awe of having such a hot, sexy, mom."

With that, I came hard. My body shook, and my knees gave way. If Jodie hadn't been holding me, I would have collapsed to the floor.

Jodie led me to the stool. “I think you better sit down.”

I sat there, trying to get my breath back. Sweat was running down my cleavage. My body still quivered from my orgasm, just like the aftershocks from an earthquake. I suppose that's what it was. A sexual earthquake. I sat there, slowly coming down from my sexual high.

Jodie kissed my forehead. “I think that I should make the bacon sandwiches."

All I could do ...

... was nod. I watched this naked vision of beauty dance around my kitchen while she prepared our food. That slight but curvy figure. The small but pert teenage tits and that great arse. Round, firm, and, oh, so kissable. Was I in love or lust? At that moment in time, I didn't care. All I wanted to do was be in the presence of this teenage goddess.

"Food up," Jodie said. Putting a sandwich in front of me.

I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I bit into the sandwich. Having earth-shattering orgasms makes you pretty damn hungry. We ate in silence, with an odd glance at each other.

Once we had recovered our energy through the magic of the bacon sandwich, Jodie leaned forward and gently kissed me on the forehead.

I had to ask. "Why me? What does a gorgeous young girl like you see in an average middle-aged woman like me?"

Taking my hand, Jodie answered, "I see a beautiful woman who oozes sex appeal. Who makes me want to satisfy her in any way I can?"

I didn't answer. I did not know how to answer. I was having the best sex of my life with a girl a year older than my daughter. Jodie was scanning my face. As if she were trying to read my mind.

I still had doubts. "Am I just a fad, something to tell your friends about and laugh at?"

Jodie stood up and held my face against her pert young breast. Stroking, then kissing my head. She then lifted my head up and looked directly into my eyes. I could see the hurt in her eyes; a wet glistening in the corner of her eyes ...