Daphene's Boy Toy
written by:
Dartman

It was a muggy autumn night. The stillness of the air made the already high humidity almost intolerable. I was fortunate being one of just a few in our small town that had central air installed. I know this because it was my HVAC company that did all the installations.

When the knock on the door came I was wearing only my walking shorts. It was Daphene, my next door neighbor. She had moved in six months ago. I had been trying to get to know her since I first saw her. I took every opportunity to visit with her. Always looking forward to the weekends when she would be outside doing yard work.

She was the sexiest woman I have ever seen. Divorced for over a year now, she was finally starting to let her guard down. In our last few conversations she was actually beginning to take a more flirtatious approach, enjoying the tease that naturally occurs between two adult of the opposite sex.

It was impossible for her to wear anything that did not look sexy on her. From torn jeans to long muumuu dresses. She just had the perfect body. Double D breasts, hour glass figure, long shapely legs, long neck with blond shoulder length hair, a smile that should be on a dental commercial and best of all she was very smart. Able to carry on conversations in politics, home remodeling, investment portfolios, almost any topic. And if she didn't know the subject she was confident enough to say so. Not feeling the need to try and impress anyone, she was fine with who she was. No pretenses.

I had already begun to close the physical distance that separated us in our visits. Offering my hand when she needed assistance to stand, opening doors and waiting for her to pass by or sitting at the end of the table instead of across it when we had that occasional lunch. She always seemed to be at her best, looking good, smelling great, composed and confident. What I imagined would take most women hours to accomplished in front of a mirror was just a natural look for her.

When I opened the screen door to let her in, I noticed an apprehension in her mannerism. She just seemed a little distant. I even detected a little melancholy in her voice as we greeted each other.

I, on the other hand, was very happy to see her and I'm sure it showed on my face and in my voice. She always seemed to bring out the best in me.

Her excuse for coming by was to take me up on my offer to share the cool air in my house for a few hours rather than the sweltering humidity in hers. After we exchanged some more pleasantries, I led her into what I call my ‘Ohana Room'.

Ohana means family in Hawaiian. It really was my man cave so to speak. Large screen TV, Mini bar, surround sound system for all my electronic devices, over sized couch, deep padding under the carpet, universal gym set up in the corner, folded up ping pong table stored against one wall, punching bag hanging from the ceiling. indirect lighting on a remote control and lets not forget the natural gas fire place, which could be ignited at the touch of a button, should the need arise.

I am actually considered a player by most of my friends. I always thought that to be a little over statement, but I guess that I have had my fair share of romantic interludes with some very lovely ladies. My family has told me that I have commitment issues. But I think I just like a variety in my sex life. At least that is what I keep telling my self. Fortunately, my job and income afford me a very prolific life style.

After mixing us a rather strong cocktail, we sat on the couch. It wasn't long before she began to open up and start down that journey of why she was so sad today. A short recap would go like this.

A close friend of hers, Tim Hubert, from high school had been killed in a car accident two days ago. He had married Sally, one of her long time friends and a team mate from her rally squad days. Tim was the one who escorted Daphene to her high school prom. They had been very intimate for a short period of time following high school. But when they went to separate collages, they naturally drifted apart. Tim found Sally and they were happily married for the last 14 years.

After a few more intimate affairs, which didn't work out, Daphene had fallen in love with Bryce, and kept herself true to their vows. But Bryce had eventually cheated on her with a co-worker and the ensuing divorce was a little ugly.

Halfway through her dissertation, I got up and fixed another round of drinks, turned on some soft music and sat back down, closing the gap between us to the point where our legs could actually touch. After some more time and conversation elapsed, I took her hand in mine and offered some more consoling. I wasn't trying to seduce her. I was truly offering just a shoulder to lean on and a sympathetic ear.

She brought up the topic of not looking for another life partner. If she had her way, she would just get a couple ‘boy toys' to satisfy her urges as she put it. She wasn't in the market for anything permanent. I knew that the booze was beginning to affect our conversations. Some of the topics, even though somewhat funny, were getting pretty graphic.

It wasn't long before we are on our third drink. I am still sitting without my shirt. We are listening to some soft rock when I put my arm around her so she could rest her head on my shoulder. Her scented hair filled my nostrils with an appetizing appeal and I found myself turning my head and kissing the top of her head. Just a natural response.

Surprisingly, after she feels me kiss the top of her head, she raises her arm and places her hand on my other shoulder, tips her head back and we sit staring into each others eyes. Slowly I move to place a gentle kiss on her glossy lips. The taste of her lipstick is fruity sweet as she closes her eyes and allows me a lingering affectionate embrace. As we break apart, for just an instant, she looks at me then quickly moves her hand to the back of my head and pulls me in for another kiss. This one, even more passionate then the first.

As we continue our foreplay, it isn't long before my hands are sliding up her back, inside her shirt. There is a smoothness to her bare skin that is intoxicating. She has started to massage my bare chest, scratching teasingly with her nails and then letting her hand find my nipple and teasing it with gentle pressure. She raises a little to make a quarter turn and shift positions, so we can now hug each other.

I can easily unbutton her blouse now and with each new button, I rub my hand on her rib cage and around her bare back. All the while our kisses are becoming more animalistic in their aggressiveness. When at last the final button has been released, my hand automatically finds her perfect breasts. I am kneading them through her lacy bra and her nipples are responding. Harden nubs, standing erect through the thin bra material. My natural instinct is to engulf them fully into my mouth.

I am quite adept at unhooking a bra and with just a smooth pinch, I have freed her captives from their silken cups and now my hand is on bare skin. I sense a radiant heat emanating from her perfect fleshy globes. I am a little surprised at how firm her natural breasts really are.

As I am attempting to drop my head to her heavenly mounds in search of those esquisid nipples, she deftly slides her shirt and accompanying bra off over her head. Moving from a sitting position with her in my lap, I slide to a prone position along side her. Our bare skin heightens the sexual drive building within us as we hug and kiss. Then rolling so I am between her legs, I shift my weight more to my knees so I am not so heavy on her thin torso. Propping more on my elbows, I now have both hands free to cup and continue my assault on her womanly mounds.

I alternate between breasts, sucking each nipple to full erection which produces goose bumps on her surrounding pink areola. Then I begin to trace my tongue toward her armpits as she raises her arms above her head and allows me access to that sensitive area covering her triceps. The goose bumps quickly appear over the entire underside of her arms. Slowly I head back to her other breast so I can repeat the process on her other side. The results are exactly the same. The effect is producing erotically induced chicken skin with each teasing lick. Back and forth I go from side to side. I am totally enrapt with the erotic sensations I'm educing in her.

I am in no hurry to end my frontal assault because I know she is fully aroused. I can sense that she has already had one orgasm. I felt the tension in her body, the undulation of her hips and heard the attempt to muffle a moan as she moved her arm to cover her mouth.

She has wrapped her legs around me and is holding my head. She doesn't want to let go as I try and work my way south. Soon the passion building in both of us forces her to release me and let me continue working my tongue and lips over her flat stomach, pausing for some seductive licking around her navel and then resuming my ultimate quest hidden in her loins.

As I reach her jeans, I use both hands to unfasten them and begin to peel them from her hips. She arches her back as I slide them from under her. I roll off the couch and stand up to finish pulling her pants off her muscular legs. My manhood is fully erect and is so tight in my shorts that it actually hurts. I quickly unbuckle my belt to let them fall to my ankles. A big wet spot of pre-cum is obvious on my boxer length briefs.

As I am stepping out of my shorts, Daphene quickly sits up and begins to peel my briefs off my hips. She emits a surprising "wow" as she sees the size of my manhood. The waist band catches my erection and she reaches inside to grip my shaft so she can free it.

Without hesitation, she lets her tongue trace upwards on my shaft as more pre-cum oozes out. Gently she wraps her warm lips around the head and lets her tongue swirl around the bulbous opening. She begins to work her mouth deeper over the shaft. She has obviously had a lot of experience satisfying her former lover. I can only stand there, with my briefs still around one ankle, arch my head way back and enjoy.

Her hot mouth works the head of my cock while one hand is pumping up and down my shaft and the other hand is gently toying with my ball sack. In a relative short period of time, this sensual lady has brought me to a point of no return. I begin to spew loads of cum into her mouth and throat as she has tightened her grip around my shaft and is pumping me for all I am worth. Amazingly, she doesn't spill a drop.

As my legs weaken I drop to my knees. Pulling her legs apart to once again position myself between her thighs. Some warm hugs and passionate kisses follow before I instinctively hunt for her breasts. My manhood has already returned to full salute.

I move back a little to allow her legs to close. I grip her crotch soaked panties with both hands and slid them from under her hips and over her knees. Lifting her foot to finish the removal naturally spreads her legs apart to reveal a clean shaven pussy with a neatly trimmed triangular shaped patch of blond hair just above the folds that encased her clit. She has large pussy lips that hang down. They are slightly parted and glistening with her dripping juices

She is totally naked now sitting with legs apart and I can't help but just stare at her beautiful pussy. I want to drop in and just start devouring, but she begins to pull me up to lay another kiss on me.

I move my torso between her legs. Then wrap her in my arms and give her a wet kiss. Our tongues are playing a wrestling match as we both try to engulf each other. I can taste a little of the salty seaman left behind from her successful assault of my manhood. Now it is time to head south to return the favor. That gorgeous pussy has my imagination on overload.

I pause between her breasts to knead, lick and suck before I continue my tongue lashing over her flat belly and down to her box. I drop my hands from her breasts to wrap my arms underneath her legs as my tongue reaches those blood engorged lips. She has applied an enticing lotion that fills my senses and drives my appetite.

Her juices are sweet and I am lapping them up with gusto. I let my tongue run deep in her crack, as my nose pushes against her clit. A little circular motion with my head lets my nose stimulate that swollen bundle of nerves. Then as I withdraw my tongue I run it up between her pussy lips to lick over the top of her already stimulated clit. As she squirms I begin a gentle suck and her clit responds and grows even bigger, protruding from her protective folds. She is holding my head and pulling me into her loins.

Suddenly she pushes me away as her sensitivity becomes over powering. Then shortly draws me back as she is able to relax her over sensitive nerve endings and lets me begin another tongue assault. Then pushes me away. Then draws me back. I can't remember ever enjoying a woman as much as I am enjoying this one.

Each time she pushes me away, and before allowing me back, her juices have had time to form a little stream, trickling out of her engorged pussy lips and flowing toward her ass. My first move is to lap it up. As my tongue touches her sensitive anus, I feel the involuntary spasm in her sphincter muscle. Then I continue upward to devour as deep in her pussy crack as my tongue can reach. As I pull back a little, I suck on her lips and gently pull them apart. Then lick to the inside, then to the outside. Each time I dart inside, I can taste more of her free flowing juices. As she allows me to return to her clit, I begin the whole process over again, until she pushes me away.

I can't count the number of spasms I have felt with my tongue, but I know that she has an almost insatiable appetite. It's time for me to fulfill the quest I have had for her since we first met.

I slowly withdraw my head as I raise up on my knees, I see I have a puddle of pre-cum on the carpet. She is sopping wet and her juices just keep flowing so there is no need of any lubricant to help us along.

I position my shaft in front of her pussy as she leans back on the couch. Then I take my cock in hand and slowly and deliberately run the head of it up and down the inside of her pussy lips making sure to press against her clit on each pass. The smoothness of my cockhead against her wet, velvety lips increases both our physical sensitivity. The visual stimulus of my cockhead gently parting the protective folds of her swollen lips and exposing that wet pink entrance to her feminine treasure box is incredible.

She responds by opening her legs as wide as possible and lifting her knees in the air, exposing her private channel to its maximum. Her pussy lips lay fully open now and provide me an uninhibited inside view of her hot dripping box. I am fixated on this incredible pussy. And all the time her juices continue to flow. Her eyes are closed, her face is flush and she is emitting little moans with each contact of her clit. I enter her pussy lips a little deeper with each stroke.

Finally I can't stand the tease any more and slowly push the head of my cock inside her waiting mound. Her pussy sides grip my shaft as it slides in and I am surprised at how tight she is. Slowly in and out, I gain deeper access with each stroke. In just a few thrusts I have achieved the full depth of her womanhood as I can feel my shaft bottom out in her cervix.

My pace is slow and steady as I want to enjoy this as long as is humanly possible. The sensation around my shaft as I plunge it back inside her hot box is amazing. It is taking total concentration to slow my anticipated spasm. I am thankful that she had already sucked me off before I got this far or I could not have lasted this long.

I am watching my glistening manhood disappear and reappear as her pussy lips cling to the sides of my shaft. Just that alone is taking me into another realm of sexual pleasure. I have been with a lot of women, but none with this much sexual stamina. We are in the throws of a sustained passion that is beyond anything I had ever fathomed.

I am driving to her full depth before pulling almost all the way out. Each thrust brings me nearer to that electrical sensation where the shock waves will drain all my energy. At last, ecstasy has come! My pace has quickened to jackhammer speed. She has wrapped her legs around me and her hips are flailing up and down, meeting my every thrust.

As my cum spews deep inside her and her twitching muscles squeeze my cock, I realize we have achieved simultaneous orbit. We are humping and pounding each other like there is no tomorrow. That is something that, even as a so called player, I had never been able to do. I have been with girls who have faked it, but it was never like this.

Totally spent, covered with sweat and out of breath, we collapse. I lay down on the carpet. She looks at me and slides down off the couch to lay along side me and places her leg over mine. Neither one of us say anything for quite some time. She just looks at me as I stare back into her eyes. I am sure the look of contentment on my face was as evident as it was on hers.

"Good thing I came over to your house to cool off. I don't think we could have survived the heat in my house" she said as she began to laugh.

I told her my house would always be open in the summer if hers was open in the winter. After a few more giggles, I offered to take us both out to dinner.

She responded with "Okay, as long as we don't go to an oyster bar. I don't think I could stand the heat that might generate." We both started laughing again.

Oh, did I mention I have a double size shower and getting washed up for dinner has never been quite so much fun. Who knows? This just might be the cure for my "commitment issues". At least this first session has made significant progress. A few more treatments and I might even give up my man cave. I've never been a boy toy before. I think I could get use to it.