"Please… I…" She was feeling tensed up from the thoughts that were passing through her mind, lewd thoughts that made her wonder why she was really letting him touch her.
"I want you, Donna…" he said, his voice a deep, raspy whisper, and he began to unfasten the buttons running down the front of her shift.
Suddenly the reality of the situation hit her, and she wanted to run away, escape his searching hands. But she didn't move as she remembered her plan to save Sheri from him. If she kept him busy, then at least he wouldn't have the opportunity to corrupt her young daughter any more than he already had, so she took a deep breath, knowing that she was committed to the complete act.
"I don't know… please, Ward, let's take time to think this out…" she said, wanting him to believe she was thinking him serious. Her statement made him want her all the more, and his voice took on an urgent tone.
"Donna, you know you want me too… I'm going to fuck you… now… admit you want me to fuck you!" he said his voice sounding hoarse and dry.
His use of the crude word made her shiver, from excitement or disgust, she wasn't sure which, and before she could think what to say, his hand was suddenly moving into the open front of her dress, heading for her brassiere. She was momentarily spellbound by the uncommon sensation, and she realized she was enjoying it too much.
"Wait… please… not like this…" she said as she moved away from him. Then she saw that he was confused, and she believed that he might not proceed but instead actually give up. "I want it to be right!" she added to keep him interested. She stood up then, the front of her dress falling open and exposing the white raciness of her brassiere and panties underneath, and she held out her hand to indicate she wanted him to stand also. He did, but he immediately began to undress, and to avoid looking at him, she leaned down to the sofa and began opening it out into a bed.
So it was a sofa-bed after all, Ward thought as he pulled off his clothes, and seeing her so casually opening it for them made his blood speed through his body even faster. It left no doubt that she was ready and willing to let him fuck her, and his thick penis was fully erect as soon as he stepped out of his shorts. Jesus Christ, he thought, a mother-daughter twin score right in the same cabin! Before Donna could turn around to face him, he moved to her, pulling her shift away from her shoulders to let it fall in a heap on the floor. She turned, her eyes directly on his, and placing his hands on her slim waist, he pulled her close to his naked body. His hard, erect cock slid easily between her smooth inner thighs, a rigid reminder of what she was about to get.
"You haven't told me how you want it…" he said softly. As he spoke, he reached behind her back, and finding the hook of her brassiere, unfastened it, letting the material fall away from her full firm breasts. The voluptuously rounded mounds of flesh stood out high and proud, and the pink nipples on the tips began to harden as he brushed against them with the dark curly hairs on his chest.
She told herself over and over that she was doing it for Sheri, doing it to protect her daughter from him, but it was hard for her to ignore the pleasures pouring through her nearly naked body. She couldn't allow Sheri's seducer to possess her mind too, so she turned her face away, trying to control her emotions. She could feel the full rigid length of his throbbing cock rubbing hotly between her smooth thighs, and the thick rubbery head seemed to be pressing into the flimsy fabric of her panties as if it could drill right through it. She had to get it over quickly before she succumbed to the heat of her wickedly rising passion.
"Fuck me… yes, just fuck me lying on my back with my legs spread open," she said softly, surprising even herself with the choice of words. Yet at the same moment she was telling herself that it was vile and crude to be fucked by the same man who had done it to her teenage daughter too. It was an act that she could never let herself enjoy.
But her lewd words were all the encouragement the depraved older man needed, and he pulled Donna tightly to him, kissing her deep and hard. The contact with her body was overpowering his senses, and everything about her seemed to smell and taste like pure, unadulterated sex. Lifting her up without breaking away from the kiss, he carried her to the sofa-bed and laid her panty-clad body gently down on the soft mattress. She seemed a little tense, in fact enough so that he was unsure of how much he could get away with, as it was hard for him to believe she would fall for his line so quickly and completely with little or no effort on his part. Yet, having her voluptuous body so close was stimulating beyond reason, so he proceeded slowly taking care not to disturb her reverie. Reaching down across her smooth, trembling belly to the elastic waistband at the top of her panties, he pulled the filmy material slowly down over her flaring hips.
Though believing she felt no passion, no arousal, the voluptuous mother unconsciously arched her buttocks off the bed to make the removal of her last remaining garment easier for him, and as her blonde curling pussy hair was exposed to the cool air, she realized her cunt was moist and warm beneath it, despite her resolve not to feel anything. The moment was totally different from any previous experience with a man, and Donna wondered if it was what she had overheard the night before that made her feel so stimulated and free. She knew that maintaining objective presence of mind was going to be difficult, as she lifted her legs up so that he could slip her panties all the way off and leave her completely naked and vulnerable to his advances.
His excitement growing with each passing second, Ward traced the line of her smooth-skinned thighs with his fingernail, and when he felt her lightly waving pubic hair brush against his hand, she seemed to let her legs go limp as if inviting him to go further, but he held back. He wanted to look at her closely, tease into her moist pink vagina with his tongue, and explore every inch of the heated passage. He wanted to be assured of her total submission to his demands, and he felt certain that his tongue worming around up between her legs would do the trick.
Easing his lips away from her open mouth, he ran his tongue down the sensitive flesh of her long, shapely neck, and hesitating there for a moment, he licked and nipped at the taut muscles. She moaned quietly, a humming sound which started deep in her throat, and he felt the transmitted vibrations against his lips. He wanted her to groan like that until she had to scream out for his throbbing, hard penis, and he moved on down her body with his tongue, pausing at the full round flesh of her breasts. The tiny pink nipples at the tips were hardened into erect little buds of pleasure, and he opened his mouth wide to breathe hot air over them. Kissing one of the desire-hardened nipples, he took it into his mouth, laying his warm, wet tongue under it as if he were testing the temperature of some succulent food, and then he licked wetly around it and closed his mouth to suck and nip it gently with his teeth.
"Oooohhh… that's…" She caught the words before they came out, trying to resist the growing excitement in her body. The pleasure from his teeth biting at her nipple seemed to travel down to the pit of her belly, and the fire ignited there seemed to burn more brightly. It was arousing to experience such sensual delights, and the hard-working mother reminded herself again that it was only to save her daughter that she was allowing him to take such liberties with her nakedly stripped body.
Her smell and feel were unbearably sensual, and what the bachelor was finding seemed almost unreal. He found it hard to believe that a woman with two teenage children could appear so virgin-like and innocent, yet that was precisely the impression he got. Though warm and willing, Donna Howell reacted like it was all new to her, and he was anxious to show her what sex was all about. Raising his head up from her breast, Ward traced the smooth flatness of her belly with his tongue, and it left a wet trail to the sparse beginnings of her triangular-shaped pubic mound.