1. Tales of Horn Springs - A Quiet Weekend - Part 2 of 5


    Date: 3/1/2024, Categories: Diary, Author: LanceAvenue 

    ... feel Lacey's hand on my thigh. I look at her sharply as she says, "So, tell us a little about yourself."

"Well," I say, trying to keep my cool, "I grew up here in Horn Springs. My family is all here. I work as a plumber, which I guess you already know, but other than that, there's not much to tell really."

"Lacey just graduated from high school. She will be living with us while she goes to college here," Tom informs me.

I look at Lacey and say, "Well, that should be nice living with your grandparents."

"I'm very excited," Lacey says as she moves her hand to my wood, wraps her fingers around it, and squeezes it before adding, "to be moving here."

"Tom, could you come help me please," we hear Margret say from somewhere in the house.

"Coming," Tom calls back, then turns to us and says, "Excuse me."

Tom gets up from the table and leaves the kitchen.

I turn to look at Lacey. She has a naughty grin on her face, and before I can say anything, she begins to move her hand up and down my shaft.

“What the hell are you doing?” I ask in a hushed voice.

“Getting acquainted with my new neighbor.”

I’d stop her, but fuck that feels good. “Aren’t you afraid of getting caught?”

That was the wrong thing to say if I wanted her to stop, but it was precisely the right thing to say if I wanted her to get under the table and start sucking my dick because that is exactly what she does. I put my hands on her head and feel it move, bobbing on my cock. I let out an ...
    ... unexpected moan which makes her giggle. I need to get out of here, but fuck that feels good. I lean my head back and close my eyes as I’m taken to a whole new place.

“Have you seen Lacey?” I hear which snaps me out of my bliss. I open my eyes to find Margret has entered the kitchen and is walking toward the table.

“I’m sure she’s around.”

“You look tired, dear. Let me get your clothes for you so you can go home,” Margret says as she leaves the kitchen.

Lacey pulls me out of her mouth and starts laughing as she pumps my slobbery cock and says, “That was a close one.”

I stand up and pull Lacey out from under the table as I say, “We can't do this here,” I look down at my messy cock and say, “What am I supposed to do? Your grandma will be back any minute.”

“But I want to keep playing.”

“Well, it’s not happening here. Besides, I need to go walk my dog and go home,” I say while trying to take care of the evidence of Lacey’s game, with little success.

“Can I come over later?" Lacey asks with pouty eyes while she bites her lip.

“Fuck, yeah, sure, I don’t care. As long as your grandparents don’t find out.”

“Here you are,” I hear Margret say as she enters the kitchen, “nice and warm.”

Lacey spins around in front of me to face her grandmother. She slowly backs up until her ass is pressing into my hard cock, allowing it to fit nicely between her cheeks. She takes my clothes from Margret and says “Thanks gran, I’ll help him get on his way.”

Without batting ...
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