B&B, just what a girl needed

Hi there my name is Dee. As I grew up my nickname became double D for couple of very obvious reasons. 

Now I don’t want to shake up the world but I thought it was about time a couple things got set straight, plenty of pun intended.

Like for instance the old saying that more than a mouth full is a waste. Well let’s just say that was generated by the same guys who believe that size doesn’t matter. Just for the record that one is so much bull. And only some pencil dick with a full 4-inch erection would make such a statement. 

I dated one of those pencil dicks and I almost forgot what an orgasm was like. 

So anyway where was I?

Right setting a couple things straight, well I was in my third week after the break up with PD, you know who I mean and was wondering if I would every find someone who could not only appreciate me but satisfy me.

I had a couple weeks of time off and decided I would take it away from all of the losers I hung out with, time for some new faces.

I would take one of those famous road trips they make movies about and those crazy Australians call a “walk about”. I had a good car and heading out of the city and into the countryside just seemed like a great idea.

I spent two days driving wondering as I found myself getting horney if I had made a mistake when I come up on this little village and a really nice little bed and breakfast that was set out in the country with a lovely little stream running through the back yard. I had had enough roadwork and decided I could at least settle into a nice room and if nothing else I would wear out the batteries in my plastic partners.

The couple running the B&B was a cute older couple that clearly was enjoying their early retirement by caring for others. This was the off-season and they were delighted to have a guest and the lack of reservation made no difference to them. I found myself settled into a lovely second floor room with a four-poster bed and a lovely view of the stream, gardens and sunsets. I decided I was going to enjoy this more than I had anticipated. 

My arrival time was early afternoon and I thought I had the place to myself as I unpacked and settled in. I had to share a bath with another room upstairs and there were a couple rooms downstairs as well that were available. I was just settled in and decided to soak some of the road weariness out in a long bubble bath. The tub was an old claw foot tub and wonderfully deep and the water was deliciously hot and I allowed the comfort of the room and bubbles to just take me away. 

I did not hear anything till the door came open and a surprised look came across the face of this very good-looking man. I dove under the bubbles and he turned red and apologized and shut the door mumbling about not knowing anyone else was around etc…..

I thought he was cute how he was so embarrassed by catching me in the tub. If he had known where my fingers were when he walked in he might have better understood that glazed look in my eyes. But somehow I don’t think my eyes were what he was staring at.

I decided I would finish up and grabbed a towel and as I dried off I heard him in the other upstairs room. I wrapped the towel around me, as best I could and headed out the door for my room. His door was open and he was sitting in an overstuffed chair as I walked by. He was cute, a little older than me but had that look of someone you could really cuddle up with. I decided I would just abandon all inhibition so I stuck my head in the door and said hello and introduced myself. He apologized again and I told to think nothing of it.

He smiled and asked if he could make amends by buying me dinner and I smiled and said give me a few, as I doubt if the dress code included towels. His smile was warm and genuine and I got a wonderful tingle between my legs as I stepped back into the hallway and headed to my room to dress.

As I was in a playful mood I dressed quickly in a pair of Capri pants and a top that left no doubt about my “double D” nick name. 

I knocked on his doorframe and as he rose his eyes never quiet made it above my chest and I was delighted that my playfulness was paying dividends so early. We strolled down the stairs and as we went out to his car he was the total gentleman with the door thing and allowing me to go first. He introduced himself as Alan and I shared that I went by Dee. The car ride was short as there was a lovely little place just down the lane and we swept in to find it practically empty and happy to have a couple joining them for dinner.

We got a very secluded table and with the lights dim I found it hard to make out all that I wanted too about Alan. He was clearly older as his hair was more salt than pepper but he had a wonderful smile and a way about him that was so totally comfortable. We made the general small talk. He was on his first trip since his divorce and was determined to relax after a long summer of work and recovery from a nasty divorce. He had a couple of kids, mostly grown with one in college and one in the last year of High School. He was a consultant and felt his work on the road had lead to the break up.

He had a way of quickly giving me the information I wanted and then he got into the questions for me. I realized as the dessert tray was brought around that I had just told this man everything about me including my last lover’s inability to satisfy me and it had been done so smoothly it was like I was chatting with a life long friend.

I had eaten more than I wanted with the main course so I passed on dessert and he got this little smile and said he was going to wait till later for his dessert. I noticed on the way out he was a great tipper and that fit in with the generous person I had come to know.

I suggested once we got back that we might take a little walk down by the stream, and he softly took my hand and lead the way. There was a little bridge over the stream and a walk way with a couple of benches. Clearly this was a real draw for the B&B but this being the off-season we seemed to be the only ones about.

We crossed the bridge and as we strolled hand in hand I decided he was going to be far too polite to do anything so it was up to me. I asked if he would like to play twenty questions. He said sure and as I started with when was your last time in bed. He laughed and answered, too long ago. I made him give me a better answer and felt he was clearly a man who had some real built up sexual tension that may be just the match for me.

When I told him it was his turn he smiled and asked if they were real. I of course knew what he meant but decided to play foolish. He did not go shy on me but rather reached out and place a hand on each breast and asked again if they were real as he gave each of them a little massage.

My breath got caught in my throat and I place my hands on his and increased the pressure and then looked into his eyes and said with a very sly smile, of course, would he like a close look?

Never removing his hands he bent down and kissed me at first so gently that I thought a butterfly had landed on my lips, but then with more force and need behind the kiss. His hands were firm and active in cupping my breasts and he was finding the hardening nipples and began to play with them through the clothes. My breath was slow in returning and I was dizzy from the sensations of his caresses and the lack of oxygen.

Just then the lights of the B&B came on and we were far too open for going much further. I took his hand and lead him back across the bridge to the back porch.

I thought we would run into the owners but it seems the lights were on a timer as no one was around. I kept going up the stairs to our rooms and kept a hold of that hand all the way into my room. As I turned he looked down at me and smiled, and said nothing more as he undressed me, so slowly and with attention to every corner of my body. He sat on the bed and I startled him as he buried his face in my breasts. Now here was a man who appreciated my body and was giving my breasts a work out that they so desired. He cupped one breast and moved his fingers up to the nipple as his mouth trailed kisses around the other breast till it too found the nipple. As I began to rock back and forth with the waive of pleasure his attention to my breasts was bringing I began to notice that there was a huge bulge in his paints. I would have become concerned about leaving a wet spot on his pants except I was not thinking about anything but the total pleasure his soft but firm hands were bringing to me. I began to shudder with every breath and to climb higher and higher on that climax swing.

Just as I was about to move from joy to climax I was suddenly lifted off of his lap and turned onto the bed, sunny side up so to speak. He was now trailing kisses down my tummy and was headed to my wet cunt when I realized that this was a man who knew how to please a woman. I protested that I needed to be doing something for him and he looked up between my thighs and with a twinkle in his eye said he was doing just fine.

His skills with tongue and mouth were incredible. He ran his tongue up and down my slit. I was glad for that late season waxing as I was almost without any hair at all and he was clearly going to find any and all that I had on my body below the waste.

He was like a musician and I was his instrument. He knew exactly how to play me and draw me closer and closer to the climax without hurrying to finish the performance. I laid back and thanked the lucky stars that had brought me to this place and as he pulled my clit into his mouth and began to move his tongue back and forth rapidly I hit a climax like none I had ever had before. He did not quit but rather altered the pace to keep me at my climax for the longest time. I never knew it could go on and on but it did and I was in heaven and did not want to leave.

When I was certain I would pass out if I did not catch my breath I reached down and moved his head with my hands. I told him I wanted him and wanted him now.

As he quickly removed his shirt, pants and boxers I realized that I had never seen a cock that large in my life. He was not only a good 9 inches long but had a girth that was as big as my wrists. He could see where my eyes went and as he climbed up on the bed he cuddled me and told me I would only enjoy it more than the little ones not be hurt by it.

I laid back and he was over me and with his hands was sliding that huge cock up and down my totally wet cunt. I was almost more excited than I was in fear, this was going to be a test of the old issue of size and does it matter. Well he slipped the head into my pouting lips and I thought I was full, but there were 8 more inches to go. He was as tender with that weapon as with his tongue. Which was a good thing for I was sure he could split me in two if he wanted too. 

Slowly he pushed in a little at a time and each time I took in another inch he would slide back out and then begin again. I was cumin again as we got to the 4 inches I thought was normal and as I gained an inch with each new thrust I reached another higher level of climax. When at last I felt his balls slap my ass I was in heaven all over again. I could feel his head as it hit my cervix and slammed into that back wall. After about a dozen full thrusts I was suddenly rolled on top and found myself astride of his great 9-inch cock deep within me.

He looked up and grabbed my Double Ds and invited me to ride myself to new heights as he began to play with my nipples.

As I road off into the night all I could think was this was going to be a fantastic trip.