I'd like to thank my good friend and editor, Mel (melanieatplay). I couldn’t have completed this without her invaluable help. I’d also like to thank everyone who reads my work and offers their critiques and feedback. I always love hearing what you have to say.
This is the continuing story of Jones and Wanda. I recommend reading “Oh Wicked Wanda.“
I sat at the kitchen table, the smell of fresh Colombian coffee wafting up from the cup in my hands. I realized it was a little cold as I sat there naked. I had just spent most of the last twelve hours in bed with the gorgeous redhead sitting across from me.
In bed” doesn’t begin to describe the events that took place the previous night. It had been the most incredible sex I ever had. It was also the first time I made love to a woman, a real woman.
I smiled when I thought about making love to Wanda. She is five foot ten inches tall and maybe weighed a buck twenty, with a gorgeous ass and magnificent 34D breasts. I was amazed that an average looking eighteen-year-old sailor had made love to a beautiful twenty-four-year-old woman.
“Bob … ”
I was brought back to the now and looked up into her sparkling green eyes.
“I just want you to know,” she paused and lowered her eyes and looked down at the table.
“I’m not a slut,” she said in a voice barely above a whisper.
She shyly looked back up, and our eyes met. I could see she was almost in tears. I quickly got up, moved next to her, knelt beside her, and took her hands in mine.
“Oh Baby, why would you say that? I would never think that.”
“I … I had never done that before, slept with a guy on the first date, I don’t sleep around.”
“But it was different with you. We just connected, and you treated me like I was special. You fed me dessert! No one has ever done that before, and it was so sexy, I just wanted you to hold me in your arms and never let me go.”
“Wanda, you are special.”
I stood and pulled her up with me. My arms reached around her body and I gently hugged her while stroking her silky red hair, that curled softly around her face. The silk robe she had loosely wrapped around her felt cool in my hands. We stood there for several minutes in a warm embrace until she broke the silence.
“By the time we got into your car after dinner, I couldn’t help it; I just needed to touch you. I started kissing your neck. Then at my door, feeling your hands all over my body, I was so turned on. I just wanted you… No… I needed you so badly.”
As I listened to Wanda replay last night’s dinner, drive home, and what happened outside her front door, I relived the passion in my mind. Our lips softly touched and slowly my mouth opened and her tongue lightly entered my mouth.
Our tongues danced delicately in each other's mouths, as our desire for each other seemed to explode. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into her soft curves, and I felt her nipples hardening against my chest. My hands were in her hair, on her face, running down her back and then touching her glorious ass.
When we broke our passionate embrace, she whispered softly,
“I need you to know that last night and this morning wasn’t just sex for me.”
“Well, maybe it started out that way… But … I… I like you, Bobby. The sex was incredible but the way you made love to me and held me and cradled me in your arms...”
As her voice trailed off, I knew she was reliving last night in her mind just like I had.
I hadn’t been called Bobby since I left high school. It was either Bob, Jones or ETRSN Robert L. Jones, USN. Which was my official title in the Navy. I had to admit; I liked Wanda calling me Bobby, it made me feel… special.
“Stay with me today, please don’t leave yet.”
I wasn’t going anywhere; I couldn’t imagine a better place to be than right here holding Wanda in my arms. This morning’s earlier events and the ensuing conversation with Chief Roberts came flooding back to me.”
I looked at my watch; I had exactly five minutes to drive to the base, get to the barracks, shower, get into my uniform, and report for work.
I was a fucking dead man.
Abruptly, I pushed Wanda off me, jumped up, and asked to use her phone. Thankfully, the Chief made me memorize his number.
“Chief Roberts.” The voice on the other end growled.
“Err… Chief… ah... it’s Seaman Jones …”
Before I could say anything else, he interrupted me.
“Jones, you worthless piece of shit, where the fuck are you?”
“Ah… umm… uh… I’m at Wanda’s house, Chief.”
“What the fuck! Wanda, you mean stripper, Wanda?”
“Ah yeah, that would be the one.”
There was a pause on the line, and In those three short seconds, I saw my Navy career evaporate in front of my eyes.
“Jones, yes I remember now. I have your request asking for today off right here in front of me, and I'll see you tomorrow morning.”
There was another short pause.
“And Jones, don’t ever fucking do this again!”
I could hear the chief laugh as he hung up the phone.
So as it turned out, I did have all day, and I wanted to spend every minute of it with the beautiful redhead wrapped in my arms.
Her mouth found mine, and she kissed me with a fierceness that I hadn’t felt from her before. After several seconds, she broke the kiss and buried her face in my shoulder. I couldn't help but bask in the closeness and warmth of her body. I couldn’t tell you how long we stayed in that loving embrace.
She pulled away, and I reluctantly let her go. She sat back down at the table and beckoned me to sit next to her. Once I did, she intertwined her hands in mine.
Our eyes met, and after several seconds, she broke the silence.
“I’ve only been with a few guys, and only one of them was a long-term relationship. Most guys think I’m easy because I’m a stripper, but… but… that’s not true.”
Her eyes were tearing up again as she continued.
“I only work at the club because my uncle owns it and the money is very good. I’m saving up for grad school.”
She paused for a moment to collect her thoughts.
“I haven’t been with a guy since I left college. Our dinner last night was my first date since I returned home.”
I didn’t care about her past; I didn’t care about the future, I just wanted to live in this moment. With this incredibly beautiful, sensitive, intelligent, and sweetly vulnerable girl.
“Wanda, I don’t care about your past, or where you work, all I care about is being right here, right now with you.”
I wanted to lift her up, carry her into the bedroom and spend the next several hours making love to her. But I realized she needed this time to process the events of last night and this morning.
“When I came to the club to apologize to you for biting you on the ass and gave you the flowers, I had no intention of asking you out to dinner. But as I spoke to you, and looked into those amazing green eyes I just didn’t want it to end there, I needed to see you again.”
We just sat there with our hands intertwined, smiling at each other.
“I couldn’t believe it when you said yes. Then at dinner, it just felt so comfortable being with you. I forgot that I was just an average looking guy having dinner with a goddess.”
She smiled, and the entire room lit up. She then giggled nervously.
“I’m not a goddess, and you are not average looking.”
She smiled again.
“When we were having dinner I realized that I’d never felt the way I was feeling with you, Bobby. I was happier than I have been in a long time. I felt like I was free just to be myself. I just didn’t want the night to end.”
It felt like I had died and gone to heaven.
“When I rubbed my foot up your leg under the table at dinner, and you moaned, I was flooded with all these emotions I’d never felt before. Then you fed me dessert! At that moment I wanted you more than I’d ever wanted anyone.”
Realizing just how much I needed her and not being able to resist her any longer, I rose, scooped her up in my arms, and took her back to the bedroom. As I set her down on the edge of the bed her red silk robe fell open revealing her magnificent breasts.
For several seconds I just marveled at her beauty, watching her breasts rise and fall with every breath. Her coral-pink nipples semi-erect in the middle of the most perfect three-inch reddish brown areolas. I admit I had only seen two other pairs of breasts, but to me, Wanda’s were absolutely perfectly shaped and very firm.
”You know that you can do more than just look at them.” She said with flirtatious, coy smile.
I couldn’t help but admire her body. My gaze moved slowly down across her tight, flat stomach. Then, over her neatly trimmed patch of golden red curly pubic hair that gave way to her slightly puffy pinkish red pussy lips. Finally, my eyes moved upwards to her angelic face and those mesmerizing crystal green eyes.
I pulled her up to me and slid the robe off her shoulders. My fingertips lingering where the robe had just been. Looking deeply into her eyes, I kissed her. All the pent-up passion from the last hour surged through my body as my tongue sought hers and wrapped around it, sucking it into my mouth. My fingers roaming up and down her sides and then moved to cup her tight ass.
As I pulled her firm body into mine, I felt my erection growing as it pressed into her stomach, my balls resting on top of her wet sex. At that moment it seemed as if my body had a mind of its own as I picked her up holding on to her ass cheeks and lowering her onto my now fully erect and raging cock. Wanda wrapped her legs around my back as her arms grabbed my shoulders and then crossed behind my neck as I sunk myself inside of her.
“Oh my God… Oh fuck… You’re so deep.”
She moaned into my mouth and bit my lower lip.
I moved my mouth to kiss her neck as I lifted her up and back down on my cock. Wanda bounced down into my cupped hands and then rose up pulling on my neck in rhythm with my slow deep thrusts. I gasped as I felt her vagina contract around my cock.
“Oh baby, you’re so fucking tight.”
I moaned into her neck and increased the speed of my strokes while my manhood slid in and out of her tight, sweet pussy. I was finding it difficult to hold on to her as she started to buck harder each time I penetrated her. I felt her body begin to tense up as I increased the tempo. It was such a frantic pace. I pushed her up which almost removed the entire length of my cock only to immediately fill her again when she pushed harder on the downward thrust which filled her.
I could feel her convulsing as her orgasm overtook her. Before her last scream left her mouth, I groaned loudly.
“Oh FUCK... I’mm cuming... I cumming Wandaaaaa,”
That was the first time I ever spoke as I came, my voice sounding ragged and stressed with need.
I thrust a few more times emptying my load of warm, sticky cum deep inside her. Then, we motionlessly clung to each other and kissed passionately while trying to catch our breath.
I tried to gracefully lower Wanda to the bed but my arms turned to jelly, and we both fell across the bed. We were covered in sweat, and our arms were wrapped tightly around each other as we slowly came down and recovered.
While I laid beside her, I realized neither of us had showered. It didn’t seem to matter that we were covered in drying sweat, cum, and each other’s bodily fluids. I just couldn’t take my hands off the woman who was still trying to catch her breath in my arms. As I looked into her eyes I kissed her softly; we rolled over. As I laid on my back, Wanda moved to lay her head on my chest and smiled into my eyes.
“Bobby, if I follow you home will you keep me?”
She smiled again.
“Yes, baby, I will keep you” I smiled and realized that I was indeed in heaven.
I stared into space, not really thinking about anything, just going to that place in my mind that all guys have. A few moments later, Wanda’s breathing slowed and I looked down to see her sleeping peacefully on my stomach. Her long flowing red hair laying in disarray across her back. At that moment I knew she was mine and I was hers. At some point, I too drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to the most delightful feeling, at least I thought I was awake. It was at that point in time where life started to invade the dream world. At the moment Wanda licked my balls I was wide awake.
“Good afternoon sleepy head.”
After a guttural moan, I managed to speak.
“Hello to you toooo… Ah… Wanda…”
“Yes.” She said whiling batting her gorgeous green eyes at me, drawing her tongue across my balls and around the base of my hardening shaft.
I had never experienced a blow job before. My first time we didn’t actually do any oral and then my best friend’s sister only kissed my cock a few times. Wanda was taking her time, never taking her eyes off of mine as she slowly licked up my shaft, stopping just before reaching my now blood-engorged head.
“I think he likes this.”
“Yesss… He doesss… Oh, fuck …”
“I wonder if he will like this…” she said as she took the head of my cock between her moist, sweet lips and slurped it back and forth like a lollipop.”
“Oh my God… Oh… Oh yeah… Heee likes ittttt...”
I had never felt these sensations before. It was like my mind was being overloaded with such intense feelings. The sex we had just experienced was intense, but this… this was a whole new level.
I watched as she closed her eyes and really started getting into it. She was sucking my fully erect cock into her mouth, wrapping her tongue over the veiny surface of my manhood as she took in half of the length of my manhood into her mouth. She coughed, opening her eyes and smiled.
“He’s a little thick; I’m not used to that.”
Yesss, great stroke for my ego!
She opened her mouth a little wider, and I saw her take almost six inches before slowly coming back out just to start again. Within a minute or two she had managed to swallow the entire length as I felt her lips tickle my pubic hair.
“ Oh… Fuck… That feels so gooood... Oh, Wanda don’t stopppp.”
All of my senses were alive to the intense feelings Wanda was producing in me. I smelled her musky scent, felt the tight, warm, moist sensation of her mouth on my cock, heard her soft moans along with the slurping sounds, and saw the most beautiful woman in the world with my cock in her mouth. Heaven was very nice indeed!
I felt my balls tighten and knew I was about to come.
“Wandaaa... baby… I’mmm… Gonna cum...”
I started to push her back, but she moved my hands away.
“Ahhh… Fuck… Oh My God… Oh My God… Cumming!”
She opened her eyes wide, and I filled her mouth with my hot jizz. I thrust my hips up into her mouth and spasmed and released my remaining seed between her lips while she sucked relentlessly on my still hard cock.
I opened my mouth to speak, but all that came out was moans and Aahhhh’s while I felt the full effect of my orgasm coursing through me.
“Oh my fucking God, that… that was amazing!”
Her green eyes were sparkling when she met my gaze. She crawled up my body and kissed me hard and my arms instinctively wrapped around her. The leftover cum in her mouth tasted salty, and I realized this was the first time I had ever tasted my own cum.
I didn’t fucking care; I just kept kissing her deeply, moving my tongue around her entire mouth as our tongues played together. After what must have been several minutes, our mouths separated.
“Wanda that was incred...” She stopped me with a finger to my mouth and said.
“Shushh… Just hold me.”
I took her into my arms, and a few minutes later, we both dozed off again.
I roused first this time realizing we had rolled onto our sides. Wanda, her arms still wrapped around me, was sleeping peacefully. I stroked her hair and placed light kisses on her face, gently bringing her back to consciousness.
She smiled, and my heart melted. In a very short period of time, this woman was having a profound effect on me.
I was developing real feelings for this red-haired goddess who was wrapped up in my arms. It was more than the incredible, mind-blowing, orgasmically overwhelming sex. I couldn’t describe all the emotions going through my mind.
I came back to the real world as I heard my name.
“Bobby, I think you need a shower.”
She laughed while extracting herself from me and got out of bed.
I watched her magnificent body move to the bathroom, taking in her tall form, toned legs, and perfectly shaped ass. I felt myself growing again as I drank her in.
The hot water cascading down us felt great and Wanda’s hands moving over my body felt even better. I had told myself it was just going to be a shower because I was hungry and wanted to enjoy the sunny day with this goddess by my side. In truth, I know I didn’t really believe that either. Showering with a woman, this was another first.
I couldn't help but think that I was experiencing so many firsts in my life with this intoxicatingly beautiful woman. First woman I bit on the ass, first to fed dessert to, first to grab my cock while driving almost causing an accident. I laughed out loud at the thought, and Wanda looked into my eyes. I told her what I was thinking about and she smiled and grabbed me, again, this time harder and with lust in her eyes.
I was half erect, and I could feel the surge of blood coursing through the veins of my cock while she gently applied pressure with her hand. A few strokes later, I was ready for her. However, as quick as she started, she stopped. Then, she turned around and moved her now quivering pussy hard against my erect manhood.
I grabbed her soft breasts with both hands, lifted her up to me, and began kissing her neck. Slowly, I pushed past her tight lips and into paradise. Between the short nap and the shower, I felt invigorated and full of energy. We were going to be here awhile. I wasn’t going to stop until she lost consciousness, we ran out of hot water, or perhaps her mother walked into her bedroom because the bathroom door was wide open.
I had been pounding Wanda for at least ten minutes, and she was getting close to another climax, a rather large one given the loud sounds she was making.
Could you be a little louder please I don’t think the neighbors down the street heard you? But I’m betting Mommy did!
It was the second time that morning that we came together. I thrust into her several more times and then held her tight as she bucked and thrashed on my cock. After what seemed like several minutes, we disengaged from each other, quickly cleaned off, and exited the shower.
I really hoped Wanda’s mom didn’t hear us. I knew that the water in the shower would mask some of the noise. Realistically, I knew better. She had to have heard her daughter’s screams. While we quickly got dressed, I asked Wanda what she wanted to do. I noticed she had a ‘deer in the headlights’ look.
“Just stay in here, and I’ll tell her I’m not feeling well, and I want to go back to bed and rest.”
The thought of going back to bed was appealing. However, I didn’t know how much rest I’d let her get.
“MOTHER... you did not just say that!”
Say what? What did her mother say?
I could hear her speaking.
“NO, I am not going to tell you that, and no you really don’t need to meet him right now Mother.”
This might not end well, but time to meet the mother. I walked down the short hall and into the kitchen.
Wanda’s mom was almost as gorgeous as her daughter. Same face, same hair, and same boobs, maybe a little bigger.
“Well, hello young man, I’m Becky Roberts, it’s a pleasure to meet you…”
“Mother, This is my boyfriend, Bobby… Bobby this is my Mother.”
“Bob...Bob Jones, nice to meet you too Ma’am” I managed to get out without my voice cracking, as I stuck out my hand to shake hers lightly.
Holy fucking Jesus Christ! Wanda is Chief Robert’s daughter?… What?... Boyfriend?... What?
“My daughter seems to like you, Bobby, at least it sounded like it from all the noise coming from the shower.”
I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anyone turn a brighter shade of red.
“Oh, Wanda… It’s ok… I won’t tell your father... besides he’s cute.”
If I had been in Heaven before… Well, this must be Purgatory.
“I just stopped by to give you some mail that came to the house. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
She turned and walked away, and I couldn’t help but look. Yeah, same ass too…
She turned and looked over her shoulder.
“Very nice to meet you, young man… Wanda, bring Bobby over for dinner Sunday night.”
She said it in a tone that wasn’t asking.
Once the door closed, we both started talking at the same time.
“Your Chief Roberts Daughter?” I said.
“I’m so sorry.” She said.
“What? No that’s my Uncle Jack, Daddy’s his brother.”
“What? So the Chief owns the club?”
She was laughing hard now.
“That’s Daddy’s other brother, Joe, but he is a Chief too.”
“Let me get this straight; there are three Chief Robert’s?”
“No, daddy’s not a Chief, he’s a Commander.”
“Oh, Fuck me to death!”
“You say that a lot.”
Only when I think I’m going to die, get put on report, get caught in the shower by your mom, or get Court Martialed by your Father.
The conversation ended, and we had both sat down at the table and were holding hands. We just sat there hand in hand looking into each other's eyes. I broke the silence.
“Mother, This is my boyfriend, Bobby? … Bobby this is my Mother?”
“Really?… Do I have a say in this?”
I looked into her shimmering green eyes, waiting for a sign of acknowledgment. Wanda smiled, leaning in and wrapping her arms around my shoulders pulled me close and kissed me deeply. Time stood still; I could hear our hearts beating, as our tongues played together. She broke the embrace.
“No… I have decided… that I want you.”
She giggled again, and her eyes were sparkling with mischief.
“Well, that too.”
“Bobby? … I want to be yours … and I want you to be mine. I want you to be my boyfriend…”
“After all, you did say if I followed you home you would keep me... remember?”
Again, with that killer smile and a batting of her long eyelashes.
Wanda, now my girlfriend Wanda, had the face of an angel, the body of a goddess, and a smile that would bring a man to his knees.