THE MAGIC CARPET
THE MAGIC CARPET
'Uncajon' .... that's what they called me. I was driving to the wedding reminiscing about the two daughters of my old mate, Stephen and his wife Paula. I was best man at their wedding twenty odd years ago, and now I'm going to the wedding of their eldest daughter, Stephanie. I've stayed friends all this time and Stephanie and young Pauline used to call me Uncajon from when they were toddlers, our two families going on holidays together sometimes, including my wife, Sandra, and our two k**s Tony and Michelle. I'm driving there alone today because Sandra now lives with the local plumber. I won't be alone at the wedding, because I know most of the people who will be there. At the church I joined Stephen's brother and wife and we waited for the bride. Stephanie was late of course, and when the organ started we all stood up, I couldn't resist looking behind me. There was Stephen bringing her down the aisle to give her away, but my eyes were suddenly locked on to a head and shoulders behind the bride. "That can't be Pauline," was my first reaction, "bloody Hell .... It IS her. Wow! " was my second reaction when I realised that in the couple of years since I saw her last she had changed from an awkward schoolgirl into a very attractive woman. My eyes were fixed on her as she walked towards me and as she reached me her eyes met mine and she smiled as she recognised me. It made me feel warm inside as she walked past wearing a pink, satiny, long dress, thin shoulder straps holding the material loosely over what I could see were very well developed breasts for a s*******n year old. "There you go again," I said to myself, "Boobs and bums and bonking, that's all you think about ...." And it's true, can't help it, and I spent all the wedding ceremony looking at Pauline's back ........ We didn't get chance to talk until after the wedding meal when everyone seemed to be in the bar as the room was prepared for the evening 'do'. I was at the bar buying myself a tonic water (I had to drive home afterwards) when two hands came from behind and covered my eyes, a female voice said "Guess Who?" and I immediately knew who it was. "My favourite niece." was my answer as I turned round, her hands withdrew and we cuddled and kissed. A surprising kiss because she made us kiss on the lips and held it for about three seconds too long ..... I was a little flustered at first but her smile afterwards told me she knew what she was doing. I bought her a drink and we moved to stand near the ballroom door, there were no seats available and the room was very crowded. Too crowded really because as people went past us we were pushed together a couple of times, and a couple of times when NO people were going past! She was definitely encroaching my personal safety zone, and I loved it! The feel of her body as the satin slid against me, my thighs against her thighs one time, my tummy against her tummy another time, her breasts brushed against my arm one time when there was no cause to ......... My head was beginning to spin a little as it became obvious that she was playing up to me, not just by touching, but also the way the conversation was being pushed by her. "I was so sorry to hear about you and Auntie Sandra, so you're a free man at the moment, some lucky lady is going to be happy, or is there someone already?" Pauline spoke so confidently, smiling, eyes wide and fixed on mine..... This was no teenage girl talk. "No, no-one at the moment, I've had a couple of dates but nothing serious. What about you? lot's of boyfriends chasing you?" I enquired. "Well, Yes," she answered, "Boys-a-plenty, but 'Boys are Boys' and usually only want one thing and want it now! I think I'm looking for someone more mature and experienced than that." The only thing I dared to say was, " Well I hope you find him ...." she smiled and said " I think I have ..... we'll see!" We didn't get chance to talk any more because the music started to play and people sort of split us up as they moved back into the dance room, for the ritual dance of Bride and Groom, then Mums and Dads, then bridesmaid Pauline was whisked away by the Best Man. It gave me a chance to think about the last half hour, my instinct said she was coming on to me, my conscience said tread carefully because of my relationship with the family, my libido said "Fuck It ...... go for it!"
I didn't have to 'go for it' ...... it just happened ! Later on we came together on the dance floor, engineered by Pauline, she chose a slow dance to ask me onto the crowded floor, and an opportunity for us both to be close, very close, and talk without being overheard, and touch without being seen ......... and did she touch! Her pubic mound was pressed against me continuously, against my thighs, and against my cock. He was reacting to the stimulation, fortunately he was stood up, not forwards or downwards and she could feel him I am sure. "Uncajon," she whispered, " I never told you about when I saw you and Aunty Sandra that time we were camping. It was late when I went to the toilet block. You were both naked and you were fucking her from behind in the showers, I was thirteen I think, and I will never forget seeing your cock standing hard and spurting over her when you pulled out of her ....." I was struck dumb and could only look at her in astonishment, she didn't speak, but her eyes spoke volumes ............ The next dance started ..... an even slower one, a smoocher as I call 'em, female with her hands round the guy's neck, and her boobs uplifted and pressed against his chest, the guy's hands resting around her waist, ...... but he wants to let them drop to her bum and pull her to him to indicate how he feels .... but he can't. He can't do this to a 'thirty year' old teenager, a temptress, surrounded by family and friends who would not enjoy this man fucking her on the dance floor .... her dress round her waist, his bare bum pumping up and down as he fucked her ........ all I could say was, "Pauline, you are oozing sex, I can feel it moving from you to me, I can smell it , I can taste it. We have got to do something about it ....... " She replied, matter of factly, "I know, Uncajon, we will. I've got it all worked out ............." and she had.
The first I knew of it was when the disco had finished and people were leaving for home, her dad came over and said, "Hey Jon, thanks for offering to drop Pauline off at Kym's house. She's had to give up her room for visitors because of the wedding, so it will save messing about with taxis. Thanks mate." I twigged straight away what she was up to, "No problem Steve," I said, "I'm going that way, and thanks for a great day, I've really enjoyed it." ("And I hope it's gonna get better!") Then, there she was, holding her overnight bag and smiling a smile of pure triumph. I don't know what made me do it, but I said to her "Pauline have you got any coins in your purse? I need the gents and I've only got one coin and those machines take three or four ...." Her forehead wrinkled for a second then her eyes opened as wide as her smile. She delved into her bag, gave me a handful of change and said, "I hope there's enough there ........" As soon as we had started to move in the car she was on her mobile, "Hi Kym, listen, I want you to back me up like that time when you met that guy at the party. I won't be coming tonight ... OK? " She looked at me and continued, "Yeh, I've got your spare key so expect me when you see me ......... What? Oh Yeh thanks. I'll let you know later ... maybe." She put her phone in her bag, snuggled up next to me and said "Where are we going then Uncajon? Have you got somewhere in mind?" This time, I was one step ahead of her, "Oh yes, I know ...... I know exactly where."
I am the manager of a carpet warehouse on the edge of town, three minutes drive away, two minutes to unlock, open up and lock up behind us, five long minutes before we were locked in a passionate clinch. A release of all the day's pent up desires being allowed this time to follow their natural course. Mouths come together, tongues entwine, four hands roam freely over all parts that can be reached and squeezed and felt for softness, or hardness, or shape, or ease of opening ...... culminating with my hand over her dress feeling the curve of her pussy, her hand over my trousers feeling the hardness of my cock. We stopped, we knew what was to happen next and we took it as slowly as our bodies and minds would allow. The day had been hot and the warehouse seemed to retain the heat, the moonlight shone down through the roof panels, no need for lights, and I ***** our ready made bed .... a pile of twenty or so 2 metre by 3 metre Persian rugs bathed in moonlight ..... perfect! I guided Pauline over and stood behind her, kissed her shoulder,and released her rolled up hair from the back of her head. It cascaded down on to her shoulders and as she shook her head it settled into it's natural flowing state. I slid the straps from her shoulders and began to unzip her dress, It fell softly around her feet and I unfastened the pink strapless bra, she pulled it clear from the front and turned round ....... Once again her wide smile and white teeth filled her face as I surveyed her two wonderful breasts, firm round domes that really didn't need a bra. I put my hands on her waist, stooped and softly kissed each one in turn, she held my head and directed my lips to touch every inch of those heavenly breasts. As I stayed locked on to her right nipple she began to undo my shirt, working down to my belt and zip which were soon opened and a hand searched and found a hard, stiff cock eager to be of service to us both. Standing apart we each took off our remaining clothes and shoes, and I, resourcefull to the end salvaged the packet of condoms from my trousers pocket. Our priority now was as quickly as possible to start fucking ........ Pauline laid down on her magic carpet with her arms outstretched, inviting me to join her. I knelt between her open legs and unrolled the gossamer sheath down my cock saying, "Let's start this Magic Carpet ride now baby, let's find a desert island and lie in the sand with the sound of the waves breaking around us." ....... Our bodies came together as we enjoyed those first magical moments of our first intercourse. The feelings were overwhelming as I entered her, and after the first rush of erotic pleasure, our mouths came together, our fingers interlocked and our arms straightened above us on the carpet, our legs straightened too and somehow our feet and toes met. We were spreadeagled on the sweet smelling newness of our woven bed. Both our bodies touching each other in exactly the same places, thighs on thighs, tummy on tummy, hard chest on soft chest, lips on lips, armpits on armpits, hands on hands, ............ And we fucked ..... and fucked ....
This wasn't destined to be the most wonderful sex ever, this was lustful passion taking over, this was frenzied, determined fucking, all too soon to erupt in a body-shaking joint orgasm of, on my part a massive release of sperm laden cum that would surely have ensured a pregnancy if it was allowed to, and on Pauline's part a surrendering of herself to the body filling surges of orgasmic electricity, making her vagina pulse and clamp round my captured penis. As we relaxed I released our hands and stroked away the hair from her forehead, kissed it gently, her arms wrapped round me and held me to her, I kissed the bridge of her nose, I kissed both eyelids, still closed as she recovered .......... I released the weight of my body from her and laid on my back after removing the condom, we settled with her head on my chest and stayed there for quite a while before either of us wanted to speak or move.
After a while I stirred and went to the restroom where I found a couple of towels, one of which I soaked, got a couple of bottles of water from the fridge and returned. I offered the things to her and we refreshed ourselves, "Well Pauline," I said, feeling it was time to say something, "I never expected today to end like this. Did you?" She grinned, "Not at first Uncajon, but as the day moved on I knew that something was going to happen, so I helped it on a little. And anyway the day hasn't ended yet has it?" We shifted positions, both completely relaxed with being naked, facing each other, sitting up with our legs bent on the carpet and sharing drinks from the same bottle. "Well no, you're right, it hasn't ended, and do you know what? I don't want it to just yet because you are making your old uncle Jon feel hornier than he has done for quite a while. Just sitting close to you makes things happen ......." "I can see that, Uncajon, Where are we going on this magic carpet now? Lets fly all the way to England .... Which part would you take me to?" Pauline entered into the game enthusiastically, kneeling up and holding my shoulders as she kissed me. "England it is then, my lady, hold tight and we shall see ......" We laid down, eyes closed, and I began to tell her what my mind was thinking ......... " Hmmm England in the autumn, a forest of oak trees on the rolling hills, we are floating in the warm rays of a setting sun over a clearing where a stag is standing guard over his doe, majestic with his antlers pointing to the sky. He begins baying, telling others to keep away, he is excited, walking round her. Oh My! He IS excited, look at him, he has unsheathed his impressive penis and is ready to mount her ....." Pauline moved and startled me, I opened my eyes and her words gushed out ... "Me, me ..... mount me please .... I've never been mounted from the back like that ... " She knelt in front of me on all fours and like an a****l on heat wiggled her bum at me! My growing erection suddenly reacted and became hard in those few seconds. "Fuck me like that. Fuck me doggy, Want you in me now .... Pleeeease!" I was willing but unsure, "Let me get a condom ....." "No, No, Fuck me like you fucked Aunty Sandra that time, make me cum and then pull out and paint my back with your spunk ........ Oh God ! pleeeease" I did. I moved behind her and put my hands on her hips, there was no further need to hold, or open, or tease. Her waiting body took me in, my cock-head slid between her moist lips, and travelled between those silken walls, my shaft followed and was hugged in welcome. As my full length was taken in and my balls touched her hot body I began to shiver in exstacy as I felt my glans against her cervix. Wether I was a man, stag, stallion, bull, or any mammal species on earth I had felt that ultimate sexual satisfaction ......... and that is before any orgasm has happened!
We began to react in the only way possible, Pauline pushed back, that made me push forward, we both parted a couple of inches then came together again, and again. Crashing together, Slapping together, hips against buttocks, overwhelming sensations making me stoop forwards and find her dangling breasts. Holding them and pounding hard and fast ..... yes, like an a****l ..... I was full of erotic messages shooting through all my body and I was locked into my pumping actions, I felt like I could go on for ever, fucking this young lady's body. Pauline began to make noises, I let go of her breasts and held her hips again, allowing that full, deep penetration again. "Oh fuck," she uttered, " Shit, Fuck, Grrrrr, ......." then I was held by a pulsing muscular convulsion deep inside her, and she gasped, head shaking from side to side. This went on for quite a few seconds until I realised that I was actually cumming myself. I nearly panicked but with one second to spare I pulled back and out. My cock stood up between her cheeks and I fulfilled her request. My cock erupted into the air and hot wet spunk fell onto her back from her shoulders to her bum. My balls pumped against her open vagina and I too convulsed and shivered till I had no more to give. I collapsed against her back, against her sperm covered skin. Then we both tilted sideways and fell, spooned together, panting, spent, and very ,very happy.
By now it was about 2 a.m. and after the long day and the last two hours, we drifted off to sleep as we lay there on our makeshift bed stuck to each other by a layer of drying sperm. I was roused by drops of water dripping on my shoulder and a smiling bright face saying, "Hey we haven't time to sleep, we have a long way to travel before you can sleep. I've rinsed this towel and I'd like you to wash my back with it, seeing it's all your fault anyway that it feels a bit clammy ..." Pauline laid down on her front and I obliged by rubbing the wet towel from her shoulders to her bum, then drying her with the other towel. I took the opportunity to play my hands up and down her back, a sort of amateur massage, but really an excuse to feel her body. I straddled her thighs and rested my cock and testicles in the soft skinned valley between her buttocks. My hands roamed all over her back and she sighed in enjoyment. As I moved forwards and backwards from shoulders to waist, the simple act of those movements against her became an erotic stimulation that resulted in my balls beginning to feel aroused and of course Willy wanted to join in and he began to grow in accompaniment. "Uncle Jon are you getting aroused again?" her question broke my dreaminess. "Yes honey, I can't help it. You make it happen." We both moved to lie on our backs now, Pauline said, "And you make it happen to me you know, feel me. See, you've made me wet again." My hand caressed the folds of her labia and my middle finger squeezed between them and found her warm wetness." She turned and rose up. Now she was straddling my thighs and gently holding my semi erect cock, "I know where I want to go now, I want our carpet to take us to America, to the plains of ...... hmmm let me think ..... Arizona, on a horseback trip into the desert. Camping under the stars, just me and you and our horses." That sounded good to me so I took her lead, "Yeh, I can see us now saddling our horses and loading our blankets and saddlebags like they do in the westerns.The lady at the riding centre instructs us about the horses and says that they will probably tell us where to go and where to stop, they are old hands at this, and they are two gentle mares who just want to walk all day at a steady pace, get brushed and fed at the end of the day and tethered for the night. Three days, two nights ..... Hmmmm I can feel it now" Pauline was still sat astride me and by now I was nearly fully erect as she softly played with her new friend. She made me laugh when she began to talk again, "Oh I've just remembered when we set off past the corral and that stallion followed us along the fence. His nostrils were flared and he was testing the air to see if our mares were in heat, and did you see the size of his cock? ... Oh my god he must have been two feet long, his pink shaft bending down to his cock-head. Mmmm just like this cock in my hands, ready to serve his willing mare ....... " I grinned and said "Maybe he was smelling if you were in season, not the mares. And I know the answer to that one, I'll serve you instead, but we need to put a condom on him. I want you to ride me like you are now, sat astride me and impale yourself on my cock." Pauline opened the small packet and began to roll down the sheath over my rock hard shaft. I teased her, "Come on cowgirl, ride your Bronco, let me see if I can buck you off as your legs grip me ..... We're lying on our blankets next to a our dying fire embers, I'm looking up at your silhouette against the star studded dark night sky wearing only your stetson and a red spotted handkerchief ****ted round your neck." your face lit up, " Yeee Ha ! " you shouted, rose up onto your knees and led my unsuspecting cock into his dark, warm, comfortable stable. But there would be no rest for him. Almost immediately you started to girate on my impaled erection, we held hands for stability, keeping you upright on 'your mount's back'. Your breasts fixed my stare, they bounced, they wobbled, they jumped, they heaved, they parted, they crashed together ..... Your hips and thighs rose and fell in frantic excitement, I tried to buck you off, a sort of half hearted try, because your body had all the advantages, the power of your downward thrusts held my hips down hard, I was pinned down and under your command. I could see you were building yourself to an almighty climax sometime soon so I concentrated on keeping hard and trying to hold back my own growing climax. You slowed, you were panting, you were shaking your head, you seemed to be telling yourself not to give up. You freed our hands and one hand went straight to your clitty, circling the folds of your labia. Your other hand grabbed one of mine and guided it to your breast, my other hand followed suit and they began to play with those heaving mounds. Your nipples were tweaked by my thumbs and fingers, and with your clitoris stimulation, you started to twitch, pushing out deep gasps of breath and muttering "Fuck ...", "Oh God ...", or just a groan. I could tell that the steady pace of your movements, along with the other stimuli would soon take you over the top ....... and it did. "Hold me Unca ...... Holy sh... finish me plea..... " You fell forwards on to me as you uttered those words. You lifted the weight from my hips and I began what you asked, I could now pump my hips upwards. I braced myself for this final act, then swiftly began a fast, frenzied pumping. Pummelling my cock into you, hands on your cheeks holding your bum up, my balls following through with my up stroke and banging against what was probably your anus. The noises and utterances you made were unintelligable, grunts, stifled screams, sobs even ...... and I couldn't keep this pace up much longer ..... Then you let out a strangled scream, your weight collapsed back on to me and you started to shiver and shake and twitch ..... inside and out! My ejaculation seemed to be a delayed reaction, bursting from me as I slowed that frantic pummelling of your cunt, the stimulation of your vaginal muscles simply milked my spunk from me, I went in to a trance of erotic pleasure as our bodies slowed their pulsations and I held you to me. My arms and hands round your waist and your stetson rising and falling on your shoulders as your breathing returned to normal.
Some time later I dropped you off at Kym's place, with your overnight bag and a rolled up persian carpet. You aked me if you could keep it, and of course I had no objections. You said you would leave it at Kym's until you could work out how to explain how you aquired it to your parents.
'Uncajon' .... that's what they called me. I was driving to the wedding reminiscing about the two daughters of my old mate, Stephen and his wife Paula. I was best man at their wedding twenty odd years ago, and now I'm going to the wedding of their eldest daughter, Stephanie. I've stayed friends all this time and Stephanie and young Pauline used to call me Uncajon from when they were toddlers, our two families going on holidays together sometimes, including my wife, Sandra, and our two k**s Tony and Michelle. I'm driving there alone today because Sandra now lives with the local plumber. I won't be alone at the wedding, because I know most of the people who will be there. At the church I joined Stephen's brother and wife and we waited for the bride. Stephanie was late of course, and when the organ started we all stood up, I couldn't resist looking behind me. There was Stephen bringing her down the aisle to give her away, but my eyes were suddenly locked on to a head and shoulders behind the bride. "That can't be Pauline," was my first reaction, "bloody Hell .... It IS her. Wow! " was my second reaction when I realised that in the couple of years since I saw her last she had changed from an awkward schoolgirl into a very attractive woman. My eyes were fixed on her as she walked towards me and as she reached me her eyes met mine and she smiled as she recognised me. It made me feel warm inside as she walked past wearing a pink, satiny, long dress, thin shoulder straps holding the material loosely over what I could see were very well developed breasts for a s*******n year old. "There you go again," I said to myself, "Boobs and bums and bonking, that's all you think about ...." And it's true, can't help it, and I spent all the wedding ceremony looking at Pauline's back ........ We didn't get chance to talk until after the wedding meal when everyone seemed to be in the bar as the room was prepared for the evening 'do'. I was at the bar buying myself a tonic water (I had to drive home afterwards) when two hands came from behind and covered my eyes, a female voice said "Guess Who?" and I immediately knew who it was. "My favourite niece." was my answer as I turned round, her hands withdrew and we cuddled and kissed. A surprising kiss because she made us kiss on the lips and held it for about three seconds too long ..... I was a little flustered at first but her smile afterwards told me she knew what she was doing. I bought her a drink and we moved to stand near the ballroom door, there were no seats available and the room was very crowded. Too crowded really because as people went past us we were pushed together a couple of times, and a couple of times when NO people were going past! She was definitely encroaching my personal safety zone, and I loved it! The feel of her body as the satin slid against me, my thighs against her thighs one time, my tummy against her tummy another time, her breasts brushed against my arm one time when there was no cause to ......... My head was beginning to spin a little as it became obvious that she was playing up to me, not just by touching, but also the way the conversation was being pushed by her. "I was so sorry to hear about you and Auntie Sandra, so you're a free man at the moment, some lucky lady is going to be happy, or is there someone already?" Pauline spoke so confidently, smiling, eyes wide and fixed on mine..... This was no teenage girl talk. "No, no-one at the moment, I've had a couple of dates but nothing serious. What about you? lot's of boyfriends chasing you?" I enquired. "Well, Yes," she answered, "Boys-a-plenty, but 'Boys are Boys' and usually only want one thing and want it now! I think I'm looking for someone more mature and experienced than that." The only thing I dared to say was, " Well I hope you find him ...." she smiled and said " I think I have ..... we'll see!" We didn't get chance to talk any more because the music started to play and people sort of split us up as they moved back into the dance room, for the ritual dance of Bride and Groom, then Mums and Dads, then bridesmaid Pauline was whisked away by the Best Man. It gave me a chance to think about the last half hour, my instinct said she was coming on to me, my conscience said tread carefully because of my relationship with the family, my libido said "Fuck It ...... go for it!"
I didn't have to 'go for it' ...... it just happened ! Later on we came together on the dance floor, engineered by Pauline, she chose a slow dance to ask me onto the crowded floor, and an opportunity for us both to be close, very close, and talk without being overheard, and touch without being seen ......... and did she touch! Her pubic mound was pressed against me continuously, against my thighs, and against my cock. He was reacting to the stimulation, fortunately he was stood up, not forwards or downwards and she could feel him I am sure. "Uncajon," she whispered, " I never told you about when I saw you and Aunty Sandra that time we were camping. It was late when I went to the toilet block. You were both naked and you were fucking her from behind in the showers, I was thirteen I think, and I will never forget seeing your cock standing hard and spurting over her when you pulled out of her ....." I was struck dumb and could only look at her in astonishment, she didn't speak, but her eyes spoke volumes ............ The next dance started ..... an even slower one, a smoocher as I call 'em, female with her hands round the guy's neck, and her boobs uplifted and pressed against his chest, the guy's hands resting around her waist, ...... but he wants to let them drop to her bum and pull her to him to indicate how he feels .... but he can't. He can't do this to a 'thirty year' old teenager, a temptress, surrounded by family and friends who would not enjoy this man fucking her on the dance floor .... her dress round her waist, his bare bum pumping up and down as he fucked her ........ all I could say was, "Pauline, you are oozing sex, I can feel it moving from you to me, I can smell it , I can taste it. We have got to do something about it ....... " She replied, matter of factly, "I know, Uncajon, we will. I've got it all worked out ............." and she had.
The first I knew of it was when the disco had finished and people were leaving for home, her dad came over and said, "Hey Jon, thanks for offering to drop Pauline off at Kym's house. She's had to give up her room for visitors because of the wedding, so it will save messing about with taxis. Thanks mate." I twigged straight away what she was up to, "No problem Steve," I said, "I'm going that way, and thanks for a great day, I've really enjoyed it." ("And I hope it's gonna get better!") Then, there she was, holding her overnight bag and smiling a smile of pure triumph. I don't know what made me do it, but I said to her "Pauline have you got any coins in your purse? I need the gents and I've only got one coin and those machines take three or four ...." Her forehead wrinkled for a second then her eyes opened as wide as her smile. She delved into her bag, gave me a handful of change and said, "I hope there's enough there ........" As soon as we had started to move in the car she was on her mobile, "Hi Kym, listen, I want you to back me up like that time when you met that guy at the party. I won't be coming tonight ... OK? " She looked at me and continued, "Yeh, I've got your spare key so expect me when you see me ......... What? Oh Yeh thanks. I'll let you know later ... maybe." She put her phone in her bag, snuggled up next to me and said "Where are we going then Uncajon? Have you got somewhere in mind?" This time, I was one step ahead of her, "Oh yes, I know ...... I know exactly where."
I am the manager of a carpet warehouse on the edge of town, three minutes drive away, two minutes to unlock, open up and lock up behind us, five long minutes before we were locked in a passionate clinch. A release of all the day's pent up desires being allowed this time to follow their natural course. Mouths come together, tongues entwine, four hands roam freely over all parts that can be reached and squeezed and felt for softness, or hardness, or shape, or ease of opening ...... culminating with my hand over her dress feeling the curve of her pussy, her hand over my trousers feeling the hardness of my cock. We stopped, we knew what was to happen next and we took it as slowly as our bodies and minds would allow. The day had been hot and the warehouse seemed to retain the heat, the moonlight shone down through the roof panels, no need for lights, and I ***** our ready made bed .... a pile of twenty or so 2 metre by 3 metre Persian rugs bathed in moonlight ..... perfect! I guided Pauline over and stood behind her, kissed her shoulder,and released her rolled up hair from the back of her head. It cascaded down on to her shoulders and as she shook her head it settled into it's natural flowing state. I slid the straps from her shoulders and began to unzip her dress, It fell softly around her feet and I unfastened the pink strapless bra, she pulled it clear from the front and turned round ....... Once again her wide smile and white teeth filled her face as I surveyed her two wonderful breasts, firm round domes that really didn't need a bra. I put my hands on her waist, stooped and softly kissed each one in turn, she held my head and directed my lips to touch every inch of those heavenly breasts. As I stayed locked on to her right nipple she began to undo my shirt, working down to my belt and zip which were soon opened and a hand searched and found a hard, stiff cock eager to be of service to us both. Standing apart we each took off our remaining clothes and shoes, and I, resourcefull to the end salvaged the packet of condoms from my trousers pocket. Our priority now was as quickly as possible to start fucking ........ Pauline laid down on her magic carpet with her arms outstretched, inviting me to join her. I knelt between her open legs and unrolled the gossamer sheath down my cock saying, "Let's start this Magic Carpet ride now baby, let's find a desert island and lie in the sand with the sound of the waves breaking around us." ....... Our bodies came together as we enjoyed those first magical moments of our first intercourse. The feelings were overwhelming as I entered her, and after the first rush of erotic pleasure, our mouths came together, our fingers interlocked and our arms straightened above us on the carpet, our legs straightened too and somehow our feet and toes met. We were spreadeagled on the sweet smelling newness of our woven bed. Both our bodies touching each other in exactly the same places, thighs on thighs, tummy on tummy, hard chest on soft chest, lips on lips, armpits on armpits, hands on hands, ............ And we fucked ..... and fucked ....
This wasn't destined to be the most wonderful sex ever, this was lustful passion taking over, this was frenzied, determined fucking, all too soon to erupt in a body-shaking joint orgasm of, on my part a massive release of sperm laden cum that would surely have ensured a pregnancy if it was allowed to, and on Pauline's part a surrendering of herself to the body filling surges of orgasmic electricity, making her vagina pulse and clamp round my captured penis. As we relaxed I released our hands and stroked away the hair from her forehead, kissed it gently, her arms wrapped round me and held me to her, I kissed the bridge of her nose, I kissed both eyelids, still closed as she recovered .......... I released the weight of my body from her and laid on my back after removing the condom, we settled with her head on my chest and stayed there for quite a while before either of us wanted to speak or move.
After a while I stirred and went to the restroom where I found a couple of towels, one of which I soaked, got a couple of bottles of water from the fridge and returned. I offered the things to her and we refreshed ourselves, "Well Pauline," I said, feeling it was time to say something, "I never expected today to end like this. Did you?" She grinned, "Not at first Uncajon, but as the day moved on I knew that something was going to happen, so I helped it on a little. And anyway the day hasn't ended yet has it?" We shifted positions, both completely relaxed with being naked, facing each other, sitting up with our legs bent on the carpet and sharing drinks from the same bottle. "Well no, you're right, it hasn't ended, and do you know what? I don't want it to just yet because you are making your old uncle Jon feel hornier than he has done for quite a while. Just sitting close to you makes things happen ......." "I can see that, Uncajon, Where are we going on this magic carpet now? Lets fly all the way to England .... Which part would you take me to?" Pauline entered into the game enthusiastically, kneeling up and holding my shoulders as she kissed me. "England it is then, my lady, hold tight and we shall see ......" We laid down, eyes closed, and I began to tell her what my mind was thinking ......... " Hmmm England in the autumn, a forest of oak trees on the rolling hills, we are floating in the warm rays of a setting sun over a clearing where a stag is standing guard over his doe, majestic with his antlers pointing to the sky. He begins baying, telling others to keep away, he is excited, walking round her. Oh My! He IS excited, look at him, he has unsheathed his impressive penis and is ready to mount her ....." Pauline moved and startled me, I opened my eyes and her words gushed out ... "Me, me ..... mount me please .... I've never been mounted from the back like that ... " She knelt in front of me on all fours and like an a****l on heat wiggled her bum at me! My growing erection suddenly reacted and became hard in those few seconds. "Fuck me like that. Fuck me doggy, Want you in me now .... Pleeeease!" I was willing but unsure, "Let me get a condom ....." "No, No, Fuck me like you fucked Aunty Sandra that time, make me cum and then pull out and paint my back with your spunk ........ Oh God ! pleeeease" I did. I moved behind her and put my hands on her hips, there was no further need to hold, or open, or tease. Her waiting body took me in, my cock-head slid between her moist lips, and travelled between those silken walls, my shaft followed and was hugged in welcome. As my full length was taken in and my balls touched her hot body I began to shiver in exstacy as I felt my glans against her cervix. Wether I was a man, stag, stallion, bull, or any mammal species on earth I had felt that ultimate sexual satisfaction ......... and that is before any orgasm has happened!
We began to react in the only way possible, Pauline pushed back, that made me push forward, we both parted a couple of inches then came together again, and again. Crashing together, Slapping together, hips against buttocks, overwhelming sensations making me stoop forwards and find her dangling breasts. Holding them and pounding hard and fast ..... yes, like an a****l ..... I was full of erotic messages shooting through all my body and I was locked into my pumping actions, I felt like I could go on for ever, fucking this young lady's body. Pauline began to make noises, I let go of her breasts and held her hips again, allowing that full, deep penetration again. "Oh fuck," she uttered, " Shit, Fuck, Grrrrr, ......." then I was held by a pulsing muscular convulsion deep inside her, and she gasped, head shaking from side to side. This went on for quite a few seconds until I realised that I was actually cumming myself. I nearly panicked but with one second to spare I pulled back and out. My cock stood up between her cheeks and I fulfilled her request. My cock erupted into the air and hot wet spunk fell onto her back from her shoulders to her bum. My balls pumped against her open vagina and I too convulsed and shivered till I had no more to give. I collapsed against her back, against her sperm covered skin. Then we both tilted sideways and fell, spooned together, panting, spent, and very ,very happy.
By now it was about 2 a.m. and after the long day and the last two hours, we drifted off to sleep as we lay there on our makeshift bed stuck to each other by a layer of drying sperm. I was roused by drops of water dripping on my shoulder and a smiling bright face saying, "Hey we haven't time to sleep, we have a long way to travel before you can sleep. I've rinsed this towel and I'd like you to wash my back with it, seeing it's all your fault anyway that it feels a bit clammy ..." Pauline laid down on her front and I obliged by rubbing the wet towel from her shoulders to her bum, then drying her with the other towel. I took the opportunity to play my hands up and down her back, a sort of amateur massage, but really an excuse to feel her body. I straddled her thighs and rested my cock and testicles in the soft skinned valley between her buttocks. My hands roamed all over her back and she sighed in enjoyment. As I moved forwards and backwards from shoulders to waist, the simple act of those movements against her became an erotic stimulation that resulted in my balls beginning to feel aroused and of course Willy wanted to join in and he began to grow in accompaniment. "Uncle Jon are you getting aroused again?" her question broke my dreaminess. "Yes honey, I can't help it. You make it happen." We both moved to lie on our backs now, Pauline said, "And you make it happen to me you know, feel me. See, you've made me wet again." My hand caressed the folds of her labia and my middle finger squeezed between them and found her warm wetness." She turned and rose up. Now she was straddling my thighs and gently holding my semi erect cock, "I know where I want to go now, I want our carpet to take us to America, to the plains of ...... hmmm let me think ..... Arizona, on a horseback trip into the desert. Camping under the stars, just me and you and our horses." That sounded good to me so I took her lead, "Yeh, I can see us now saddling our horses and loading our blankets and saddlebags like they do in the westerns.The lady at the riding centre instructs us about the horses and says that they will probably tell us where to go and where to stop, they are old hands at this, and they are two gentle mares who just want to walk all day at a steady pace, get brushed and fed at the end of the day and tethered for the night. Three days, two nights ..... Hmmmm I can feel it now" Pauline was still sat astride me and by now I was nearly fully erect as she softly played with her new friend. She made me laugh when she began to talk again, "Oh I've just remembered when we set off past the corral and that stallion followed us along the fence. His nostrils were flared and he was testing the air to see if our mares were in heat, and did you see the size of his cock? ... Oh my god he must have been two feet long, his pink shaft bending down to his cock-head. Mmmm just like this cock in my hands, ready to serve his willing mare ....... " I grinned and said "Maybe he was smelling if you were in season, not the mares. And I know the answer to that one, I'll serve you instead, but we need to put a condom on him. I want you to ride me like you are now, sat astride me and impale yourself on my cock." Pauline opened the small packet and began to roll down the sheath over my rock hard shaft. I teased her, "Come on cowgirl, ride your Bronco, let me see if I can buck you off as your legs grip me ..... We're lying on our blankets next to a our dying fire embers, I'm looking up at your silhouette against the star studded dark night sky wearing only your stetson and a red spotted handkerchief ****ted round your neck." your face lit up, " Yeee Ha ! " you shouted, rose up onto your knees and led my unsuspecting cock into his dark, warm, comfortable stable. But there would be no rest for him. Almost immediately you started to girate on my impaled erection, we held hands for stability, keeping you upright on 'your mount's back'. Your breasts fixed my stare, they bounced, they wobbled, they jumped, they heaved, they parted, they crashed together ..... Your hips and thighs rose and fell in frantic excitement, I tried to buck you off, a sort of half hearted try, because your body had all the advantages, the power of your downward thrusts held my hips down hard, I was pinned down and under your command. I could see you were building yourself to an almighty climax sometime soon so I concentrated on keeping hard and trying to hold back my own growing climax. You slowed, you were panting, you were shaking your head, you seemed to be telling yourself not to give up. You freed our hands and one hand went straight to your clitty, circling the folds of your labia. Your other hand grabbed one of mine and guided it to your breast, my other hand followed suit and they began to play with those heaving mounds. Your nipples were tweaked by my thumbs and fingers, and with your clitoris stimulation, you started to twitch, pushing out deep gasps of breath and muttering "Fuck ...", "Oh God ...", or just a groan. I could tell that the steady pace of your movements, along with the other stimuli would soon take you over the top ....... and it did. "Hold me Unca ...... Holy sh... finish me plea..... " You fell forwards on to me as you uttered those words. You lifted the weight from my hips and I began what you asked, I could now pump my hips upwards. I braced myself for this final act, then swiftly began a fast, frenzied pumping. Pummelling my cock into you, hands on your cheeks holding your bum up, my balls following through with my up stroke and banging against what was probably your anus. The noises and utterances you made were unintelligable, grunts, stifled screams, sobs even ...... and I couldn't keep this pace up much longer ..... Then you let out a strangled scream, your weight collapsed back on to me and you started to shiver and shake and twitch ..... inside and out! My ejaculation seemed to be a delayed reaction, bursting from me as I slowed that frantic pummelling of your cunt, the stimulation of your vaginal muscles simply milked my spunk from me, I went in to a trance of erotic pleasure as our bodies slowed their pulsations and I held you to me. My arms and hands round your waist and your stetson rising and falling on your shoulders as your breathing returned to normal.
Some time later I dropped you off at Kym's place, with your overnight bag and a rolled up persian carpet. You aked me if you could keep it, and of course I had no objections. You said you would leave it at Kym's until you could work out how to explain how you aquired it to your parents.
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