Date: Tue, 7 Dec 2021 08:42:55 -0700
From: aariel bender <aarielbender798@gmail.com>
Subject: North Cliff Part 27 New Neighbors

North Cliff
Part 27
New Neighbors


======Decadence Settles in======

"This is like fuckin' Villa Nellcôte, without the drugs." A lovely
observation from the chief instigator, Micky. She was referring to the
Rolling Stones decadent time recording the famously drug infused Exile On
Main Street.

While the remodeling was taking place at the Carriage House, the band was
set up in the ballroom. Michele was recording the band, who were mostly
jamming around some of the ideas they had. I have to admit they were a
tight unit. In the end some of the music recorded over the month of
temporary relocation was used for the record. Sylvia J was highly impressed
with the playing and recording.

Alice had take on the responsibility of band photographer and fashion
consultant. The first thing she did was soften up the Terrible Two's
looks. New hairdos and a little more flamboyant clothes were
evident. Suzi's ample rack needed to either be shown off or carefully
disguised. In the end it was a bit of both. Adi already wore plenty of
style and no one cared to change that. Jimmy and Jam always dressed
sharp. They were band guys and knew they were the back line. Their playing
spoke for them. They had no reason to try to upstage the four women.

"Hey, we should get Daff and Sig to help out. They collect vintage
stuff. It'd be good to talk to them, maybe even see them again." Lane's
idea started the whole ball rolling. The girls sent them some photos from
the 60s of the Rolling Stones and Beatles asking if they see any clothes
like those. Daff and Sig replied that they do. Even better they are now
making cloths using old fabrics and pieces of vintage clothing. A plan was
made to have the sisters come out to Green River to start working on some
ideas. Again, money was no object so they would get paid well for their
efforts.

The weather was turning nice, so I figured it was a good time to invite Rae
and her daughters over for a visit. I regularly saw Rae at the office. She
was very happy with her move to Green River and her position at RoWil. The
first weekend they could make it also coincided with the return of Sylvia
to North Cliff. The gear was moved out of the ballroom and back to the
studio. The remodel created a real studio. It still had the Carriage House
rustic charm, it was just now a    fully functioning
pro studio. The baby grand piano was a new addition. There were two more
rooms built for isolation of drums and singers. The control room looked
like the deck of the Enterprise with racks of gear and flashing lights. A
storage area was also added for the mountain of instruments they had
accumulated. They did keep the barn doors on the south side, so they could
open the place up to the view of the valley. Now was the hard work. Making
a record.

The Larson women arrived early on Saturday morning. The band had enough
time for a    swim before they had to drive down to
the studio. The Larson girls knew there would be swimming first
thing. Emmiline and Rose arrived wearing cutoffs and their swimsuits. Rose
in a one piece showing off her pre-pubescent body. Emmiline had a bikini
top, the bottoms would be revealed shortly. Everyone jumped in for a least
a short swim. Michele got the band members out of the water and into off to
the Townhouses to get cleaned up and head out. Alice was going along to
take some pictures of the session. Emmiline asked if she could tag
along. She said she was a photographer too and could help out. That left
Rae, Rose, Marnie and Rikki in the pool. We soaked and talked, catching up
on the families. I don't think Rae could decide who to pair up with. Rikki
and Marnie didn't give her a choice, they both latched on to our
guest. Marnie took the initiative and invited Rae to follow her up to No 6
to check it out. Suddenly it was a quiet, just Rose and myself left behind.

"Where'd everybody go?" Rose giggled at the prospect of being left alone
with me. I asked her what she wanted to do.

"Can we take a look around. I heard about a lake, and horses and stuff. "

"Grab your bag and we'll take a shower and do some exploring." Rose
followed me to the bathhouse. It was nice and warm the new solar heating
was working as it should. The girl only hesitated for a moment when she
realized it was a communal shower. I don't think she had any shyness about
getting naked with an adult male. She parked her bag on the bench and
peeled off her wet suit. I was next to her watching. I waited until she was
done before dropping my swim shorts. She stood there staring out of
curiosity not shock or surprise.

"I've never seen a man naked, not in real life, just pictures. Wow. I
dunno, it's sexy. I know about sex. Rae showed us. It's fun. She is a
lesbian. She was only married to our father for a couple of years. He's a
nice guy, we visit him. He lived near us in Minneapolis. He's married again
and is as happy as he'll ever be."

"We'll lets go upstairs so we can get dressed then we'll take a ride around
the farm."

Of course little Rose was amazed by the residence. I tossed our suits in
the dryer and we headed to the bedroom. The giant bed got her attention
right away. With out thinking she ran over and jumped up on it and started
bouncing on it. She finally lost her balance and fell on her back
laughing. I climbed on the bed with her. My robe was open her's had come
off while she was jumping on the bed. I laid down next to her and asked her
what she liked best about sex.

"When mommy licks me and fingers my pussy. She taught us how to do
her. Emmiline and I do it all the time. When we met Michele and Rikki at
the ski hill was the first time we did it with other girls. Mommy told us
to not tell our friends what we do. Rae has girlfriends, but it's ok, she's
an adult. It was so much fun with Lane and Michele. They are the best."

"Do you think I could lick your pussy as well as your mother or sister do
it? Michele likes it when I eat her pussy."

"Hmmm, I never thought about doing it with a guy. You do have a tongue. I
like guys too. I've just never been with one. I guess you are the first."

I realized we would just get stuck here if I started on her first thing. I
thought we should get out for a while. I suggested Cold Spring to see the
horses and then up to the cabin, maybe spend the night at the lake. Rose
leapt at the chance to ride a horse. We got dressed and off we
went. Kristin was there when we arrived. She was looking good. She couldn't
help notice the pretty young thing accompanying me. Rose introduced herself
and Kristin returned the introduction. Rose had a lot of questions, but
those were silenced within we walked over to the corral.

"Have you been on a horse before? It's ok if you haven't, but I can pick
the right ride for you if I know."

Rose had ridden a few times and had some skills. Kristin found her a
smaller mare and got her set up. We were told the best trail today would be
out to the south meadow for lunch. We grabbed sandwiches and a picnic
blanket and headed out. Rose was beside herself. She was enjoying every
minute. Sunny Day, her horse was gentle and knew the trail. It was a short
ride out to the picnic spot.    I unpacked the lunch
and we sat down in the sun to eat and talk. Rose could talk. Her mother
didn't hate men, she just likes women. He dad was sort of a square and was
embarrassed by Rae and her wild party ways.

"This is great. Better than being cooped up in the studio all day, or
rolling in bed like mom. How do you know the people at the stables so well?
Kirstin is cute, isn't she? With her tight cowgirl jeans and shirt."

I told her a little about the connection between North Cliff and Cold
Spring and the history of North Cliff. Rose listened wide eyed.

"Shit, that's amazing. And it's all yours now. Are we still going up to the
lake?"

I looked at the time and decided it would be a bit too much to try to get
up to the cabin for the night.

"Now that I think about it, I don't know if they've cleaned up the place
and prepared it for guests. It's been locked up since last Fall. Tell you
what. Let's take our time while we are out. As long as we get back for
dinner, we'll be ok. Then we can head over to the Pump House for the
night. It's quiet out there and we can see some stars. You ever have
pictures taken of you? Pinups? Sexy ones? If you want I can take some. No
one else will see them"

"Mmmm sure. Mom has taken some naked pictures of Emmiline and me. It was
fun. Sure. I brought some nice panties I can wear."

We took the horses up the park trail a ways before heading back. Rose was
pretty wound up when we returned to the stables. She couldn't stop talking
about how much fun she had. Kristin smiled and told her to come back
anytime.

"Friend's of Will can ride    anytime as long as we
aren't booked up. Just call me or Jayne and we'll fix you up."

We got back to North Cliff in time for dinner. We were the first to
arrive. Rikki, Rae and Marnie decided to stay at No. 6 for a private
dinner. I'm pretty sure it was nonstop fucking. Rikki later told me as soon
as they got there, they were naked and stayed that way until Sunday morning
when they joined us for breakfast. The studio crew made a noisy arrival a
few minutes later.

"I'm sure glad you were recording that. It just came to me. I wouldn't have
remembered it. I think it could be a good song if we can finish it."

"We have unlimited storage, so I just record anytime someone is
playing. That is a nice little thing."

There was a chef on duty. While they were recording, it just seemed easier
to have meals catered. It was Thai food tonight. Adi was writing furiously
in her notebook, ignoring everyone and her food.

"Michele, grab you plate, lets go up to the lounge piano. I think I have
something. Alice grabbed her camera and followed. Little did anyone know
that this was a crucial moment in the band's career. The song would be the
one that would be a huge hit and make the band famous. Sylvia was moved by
the girl's motivation.

"They got one of the songs recorded today. Looks like we'll have something
new to work on after dinner."

"The band has a name now; Adi In The Lion's Den. What do you think? Luckily
Adi doesn't have big ego. Not yet at least."

Forty five minutes later Michele and Adi returned beaming. "We got
it. Listen." A beautiful song came booming out of the laptop. It was just
piano and voice. Michele handed out the sheet music to the others to follow
along with.

"That is fucking amazing. You just did that. Yes, that one is special. As
good as the best songs I've produced. As soon as you are all ready, let's
get back to work. Strike while the iron is hot." The troupe left as nosily
as the had arrived. It was just Rose and myself left at the table.

"Let's grab some snacks and drinks to take with. I need to run upstairs to
grab my camera and my overnight bag. Get your things together and we'll
take a ride down the valley."

I was excited to get time with this sweet young thing, just the two of us
with no interruption. Rose was at that perfect age. Blossoming but pre
puberty. She wasn't skinny. Nice legs and round ass. Her face was
adorable. A mature face, not a little girl. She wore her think blond hair
in a single braid. Very Scandinavian looking, like her sister and mother. I
was going to enjoy this and hoped it would be the only time.

It was a beautiful late afternoon. The valley was green and the creek
flowing high. Rose spotted a fox running along the water's edge. I stopped
the ATV so we could watch. The fox was chasing some small animal, and
pounced. What ever it was, he caught it and walked off happily to feed it's
kits.

Rase dashed out of the vehicle and ran up to the Pump House. She was just
starting to grasp the scope of what North Cliff was.

"Wow, this is cool. Is it locked, can I go in?" I unlocked the doors with
my remote and we went in. I put the drinks in the fridge and parked the bag
of snacks on the counter. I told Rose to bring her bag with and led her up
the stairs.

"You can leave your things on the bed for now. One more flight of stairs up
to the top floor.

"Holy shit, this is amazing. You have the coolest places. There is more
too, isn't there? I haven't even see the studio yet. Maybe tomorrow we can
sneak in for a look. Look, Emmiline sent me a picture of them."

After showing me the photos, we wandered around the window looking over the
valley. I put my arm around Rose. She snuggled close to me, wrapping both
arms around me.

"I can't believe I'm here with you. With a man, not a stupid boy, a
man. Where's your camera, I want to take a picture of you. You are so
handsome. Then you can take one of me." She actually took a few of me, then
handed me the camera.

"Some with clothes on that I can show mom." She was a natural. No silly
faces. Just a pretty smile on a beautiful face.She walked around the
room. Then sat on the couch. Her knees tucked under her chin. She was
thinking. I wondered what was on her mind. What ever it was, she didn't
offer to share. She finally got up and kicked her shoes off, then her
socks. Her feet were long and pale, like the rest f her. Barefoot, she
lifted up on her toes and stretched. I was taking photos as fast as I
could. Every pose, every shape was lovely.

"If I'm going to undress, you have to too. C'mon, you first." She wasn't
shy. She reached over and unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans.

"Oh gosh, your wearing panties. Those are sexy ones. I don't even have ones
that nice. Take off your shoes and sock so you can get your pants off. I
wanna see this." She had my camera again and documented me disrobing. I
peeled my t-shirt off and stood there, naked except for the purple panties
I was wearing. I wasn't hard yet, but the bulge was clear for her to see.

"Now your turn. Just take your shirt off first, slowly." 
  She undid the first button, and then stopped and grinned. Then
the next. It was delicious torture.

"they call guys who like little girls pedophiles, pervs, dirty old
men. Nothing dirty about you. Actually you are very clean.:

Her blouse fell open, she wasn't wearing anything underneath it. Just that
white skin. She had a firm, flat stomach. She was still teasing me. No
nipple yet. She turned away from me and undid her pants, When she turned
back they were pulled open, showing off a pair of blue cotton bikinis.

"You like?" I told her I did. Her blouse finally came off, she just dropped
it to the floor. Yes, a perfect figure. Nice waist, Narrow shoulders. She
stood with her hands on her hips. A classic pose.

"Am I sexy? Look, no tits, just these little pink nipples. You like that
don't you? I know you fucked all the other girls. They told me when we were
skiing. They said you were the best. All of them like sucking your
dick. They love it when you put it inside of them. Suzi said you know how
to lick a pussy. Better than any man she's known. I bet you like to suck on
her big tits. Gawd, they are perfect. Mom has nice tits, but Suzi's are so
nice and so big. I know you want to see more of me, but not so fast. Take
some more of me. I'll take my pants off now, watch."

I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her sultry voice was starting to get to
me. She was no little girl, just the body. She looked just amazing,
standing there in those panties. The innocent cotton panties added to the
thrill. I wondered if there were any of Michele's panties in the bedroom. I
told Rose we were going to take some more pictures on the bed.

"Ooooh sexy." She ran down the stairs ahead of me.

"Let's see what's in the dresser. Maybe I can find you a sexy grown up pair
of panties. You ever shop at Ruthie's. She has the sexiest things, for
girls too. Michele, all the North Cliff women shop there. That's where I
get mine too. She has a lot of male customers. You might be
surprised. Let's see who has left us something for you. There is a whole
drawer full. Come take a look. What size are you. I think there are even
some of Rikki's there."

"Wow. Mommy has some nice ones, but not this many and not this nice. I like
these. Oooh, these are naughty."

Rose picked out four or five pairs and laid them out on the bed. "Which
ones first. Maybe these white ones. Such pretty lace. Sort of innocent."
She picked up the bunch and went into the bathroom to change. She was not
going to give anything away just yet. She slipped out of the bathroom,
looking like a million dollars. I took some photos, as she walked towards
me. She jumped on the bed and sprawled out, moving around for the
camera. Rose must have studied the classic pinups. She knew all the
poses. After about ten minutes, she got up to try on a different
pair. These red ones had a see through lace panel in back. They were big,
high waisted with a design on the front.

"These are hot. I got turned on looking at myself in the mirror. Can I keep
these?" I told her she could. There was more posing and more changes. She
saved the best ones for last. A sheer black pair, see through all
around. It was the fist glimpse of her cunt I'd got, though here was
nothing to see. Of course there was no pubic hair and he slit was hidden
away. Again sexy posing. This time it got more risqué. She turned,
bent over and pulled them down over her soft round cheeks. Rose faced me
and put a hand down the front of the panties is a most provoking manner.

The contrast of the innocent young girl braid and the adult panties was too
much.

"I'm getting wet, I'm getting excited. I think I'm getting ready for some
sex. Looks like you are ready. There was a wet spot on the front of my
panties and my dick was now half hard.

"Come here, let me see that. It's hard too. Can I touch? I've never touched
a dick before. I've seen a few, but they were just baby boy ones. It's
big. I know about blow jobs. Mommy told us all that stuff. She said we
should learn how to give good ones if we wanted to keep a man. She showed
us using one of her sex toys. We both tried it too. Emmiline and I looked
up some porn sites. We saw women and jizz and stuff. Guys doing it too. I
bet you like to suck cock. Right? I don't know why people are so uptight
about sex. I like girls. It's fun. Rae said we should do what ever we
like. She's gay, she's not bi. She just isn't attracted to men. My poor
father didn't understand. I guess they must have had sex at least
twice. hahaha."

Rose stood in front of me and put one hand then the other on my panty
encased prick. Her small hand explored the shape and texture. Another gob
of clear cum oozed out. Rose    scooped it up with a
finger and rubbed it between finger and thumb. Then she licked her fingers.

"Mmmm, it's sweet. That different that what you shoot, isn't it. Clear, not
creamy. It's like the juice my pussy makes when I masturbate. Emmiline's
pussy gets really wet when we play together. You should see her pounding
her puss with that fake dick she has. I'm getting hot just thinking about
it. A real dick pounding in me. You are going to do it Will, aren't you?
You're not going to develop a conscience    and
change your mind now? Let's get on the bed and see what happens."

She grabbed my hand and pulled me on the bed with her. We laid facing each
other. It was time to kiss her. Softly at first, then tongues. She smelled
sweet, like a girl, but a little sweaty from the ride earlier and now from
the naked excitement. It was a firm body I was touching. Healthy, athletic,
no fat. Her hand was on my chest. I wondered what an eleven year old girl
must be thinking. She didn't seem anxious about her first fuck. Curiosity
was the only emotion I could detect.It was only when I rubbed her nipples
did Rose react. It was soft sigh and her tongue poked hard in my mouth. I
liked my fingers and gently squeezed that tiny little girl nipple. This
time is was deep groan. Her had instinctively reached down and stroked my
now raging hard on.

"I want to try sucking it. If you cum in my mouth, will you still be able
to fuck me?" I assured her I could cum more than once and I'd stay plenty
hard.

"Let me know if I'm doing it right. You are going to have to take these
panties off. I'll put them under your pillow so you can find them
later. They sure are nice ones. Maybe you can take me to meet this Ruthie,
purveyor of panties."

I laid on my back. Rose got up on her knees and expertly pull my panties
off. Then she got between my legs and stared at my turgid organ. My balls
attracted her attention first. She cupped them in her hand.

"They are big. Nice though, not all dangly. I always wondered what they
would feel like. You'd think they would be hard like a tennis ball, but
they are soft. You dick is not soft at all. Look at all that juice. You are
turned on by me. The power of pussy. That's what mom says. Rose put both of
her hands around me, one above the other. there was still a couple of
inches of shaft and the head sticking out of her grip. She sized up the
target and opened her mouth. When her lips got to the tip, she puckered and
kissed it. Then her lips spread and her tongue snaked out to lick me, She
wasn't hesitant one bit. I told her to squeeze me a little and she'd get
more clear jizz/ She did. There was a small gasp of amazement at the
results. A large bubble of cum rose up. She slurped it up and squeezed
again. This time she spread it around.

That's what I do with Emmiline's juice. I rub it on her clit. Mommy let us
play with her pussy. Her clitter is big. It's so fun to touch. She pays
with us too. She knows how to make it feel good. She licks it too. That is
crazy good. She taught us so Emmiline and I could take care of each
other. Emmy's friend Beth likes to lick too. She's done me a lot of times
when she sleeps over. She showed us were to find girl porn on the web. Real
girls, not those scary ones."

Rose    realized she was talking not sucking. She
apologized and then went down on me, with her full attention. 
  Rose had a very good idea what she should be
doing. concentrating on the tip was a good idea. I didn't know how much of
me she could take. I quickly found out she was willing to try. I sensed she
was experimenting, trying to see how much of me she could take.

"I practiced on my toy. I have a few. One is a very nice dick, with all the
details. Let me try." Rose took a deep breath, opened her mouth wide and
lowered her head. I hit the back of her throat. She didn't gag. I could
feel her relax and she took me in. She stopped to get accustom to the male
member shoved down her throat. Once she was confident, she started working
me with her tongue and lips. It was exquisite. I whispered that I was going
to cum and she should be ready so she wouldn't choke. She relaxed again and
took in more of me. That was not expected.

"Careful, I'm going to shoot." She backed off a little, but kept most of my
shaft in her mouth. It was an explosive cum. Rose gasped. She stayed on me
for the first couple of blasts, then had to pull off to swallow and
breath. The next jets hit her lips and face. She giggled and went back
down. There was more. She was too young to face fuck. I let her set the
pace.

"Mmmmm. That is better than I expected. How can it be sweet and salty and
so strong all at the same time?" She was wiping the cum off her face and
then licked her fingers. Rose let out a big laugh. When she recovered I
asked if I could take more pictures. Of course she didn't know the spy cams
had been running since we arrived. She said sure. I asked her if she could
unto her hair.

"Sure, give me a minute." Off to the bathroom to untie her braid
and    comb her thick mane out. She looked
considerably different when she returned. More mature. He body gave away
her age, but her face looked very adult with her hair framing her
features. She returned to the bed with me.

"My ass is sore from that ride today. Can your rub it?" She got up on her
knees ass up. I rubbed her round ass and then pulled her panties down. She
giggled again. He skin was white and smooth and firm. I couldn't help
myself. I spread her ass cheeks and stuck my tongue in her crack. She
laughed again.

"Emmy never licked me. She likes to stick her finger in my butthole. It
feels good. I told mommy. She said she'd get me some toys for my butt. I
have a plug too. Emmy loved to stick it in me."

The vision of fucking her ass crossed my mind. I wasn't sure. A finger for
now. She pushed down hard against my hand. I withdrew and flipped her on
her back. She was a vision of young beauty.

"I'm going to take these panties off you and then eat your pussy. When you
are ready, I'll put my cock in that little cunt of yours. You have to tell
me you want to. That it's ok for me to fuck you."

"Ok, but I know I'm sure it's what I want to do."

Rose helped. He butt came up off the bed. The panties slipped off
slowly. Her fat pussy between those two nice legs. Just a hint of light
fuzz on her legs. Her pussy was bald. I put my hands on her thighs and
she    spread for me. I spread her lips with my
thumbs. It was a little girl cunt. small clit and lips. Her hole looked
tight. I was comfortable knowing she'd penetrated herself with toys. Still,
I was concerned I might be too big for her. I reached over and grab my
bottle of lube and set it beside us before I leaned down to taste this rare
and special treat.

"Make me cum Will. If you are half as good as Rae. I'm in trouble. I guess
no one can hear us way out her. Go ahead, lick me."

I went slowly. The taste was sweet and a little musky from the horse
ride. I teased her clit. She responded with approval. The tip of my tongue
parted her inner lips and entered her vulva. She had a solid body, flat
stomach and nice legs. I had a moment of guilt as I licked that bare
pussy. It was a flashback to my first encounter with Michele. That time my
conscience took over and I didn't fuck her, or even let her try to blow
me. Now, there was no reluctance. This was a rare treat. I didn't know how
many more times such a delight would be available for me. I pushed Rose's
legs up and apart to give me better access to her honey hole.

Rose was very aware of her body and knew how to focus her attention to her
pussy and promised orgasm. If she was tense, it was only because she was
putting all her efforts into her pleasure. Sex was not foreign to her. I
was just her first male partner. She got into the rhythm and humped my
tongue. She was starting to get very wet and I could taste her juices.

"Please Will, don't stop. I'm getting close."

I had no intention of disappointing this little lovely. I slipped my hand
under her tiny ass and slid my middle finger up her ass. That did it. She
screamed with a real passion. There was a small squirt of girl fluids that
filled my mouth. I could feel her anus gripping my finger. I licked again.

"Nooo more..." I moved off her pussy and sat up on my knees. Her face and
chest were bright red for the orgasm. I gently rubbed her legs, belly and
chest. Slowly, she came around and opened her eyes.

"Fucking fantastic."

Yes fucking her was going to be fantastic. Her small size meant I had to
proceed slowly and carefully. I leaned over and grabbed the bottle of lube
from the nightstand. I asked her to let me know when she was ready for
more. She nodded.

"Just give me a minute to enjoy what you just did. I need to relax and get
ready. You are bigger than any of the toys I've used." I explained I would
lube us both up so it would be easy for her. She knew about lube. "Mommy
has a big bottle. She let us watch while she pounds her pussy with that
fake dick. I use it when I stick my butt plug in my butt. I guess that is
where it's suppose to go."

She seemed so calm about what was going on. I was the one that was
nervous. I got back between her legs and scooted up so I could rub my dick
in her crack. I She said she was ready. I squirted a lot of the lube into
her crack and hole. I worked it in with my finger. She liked that a
lot. Then I greased up my pole. I was dripping a steady stream now. I
placed the tip of my cock at her entrance and squeezed out a glob of precum
and spread it in to her waiting lips. I told her I was going to enter her
now. She just said "please."

My cock looked huge when next to her small body. I guided my hard rod in
slowly. She had no trouble accepting the first inch of meat. It seemed like
another dose of lube might be a good idea. I poured a generous portion into
my right hand and began slathering it on the part of my shaft which hadn't
entered Rose. As I rubbed the slippery solution on my hard on, I felt the
most amazing sensation. The tip of my cock was just inside the
pre-pubescent opening. I was stroking myself and nearly got carried
away. The thought of jerking myself to ejaculation and spraying her vagina
was too much. Rose wasn't sure why I hadn't pushed in farther. I came to my
senses and leaned forward with a steady thrust. Little Rose tried to wrap
her legs around me, but could just barely hook her heels to my waist. I was
supporting my weight on my elbows. The feeling was fucking incredible. Rose
shimmied her hips to allow me to go in deeper. There was no way she was
going to bottom out on my dick. I found the range and began a steady
stroke. She was grinning from ear to ear.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck. You're inside of me. It's hot, and slippery."

I couldn't reach her mouth to kiss her, her face was even with my chest. I
was going for the score. She was tight buy elastic. I wasn't afraid of
hurting her. I was firm but gentle. I wanted her to remember this for the
rest of her life. She reached up and put her hand on my face.

"This is prefect. I can feel my cum building."

I wanted to be sure she got off before I fired off my load. She was covered
in sweat. Such an erotic feeling as our bodies slide across one
another. The little sounds started coming from her lips, from deep with in
her body.


"Yes, yes, mmm, yes, that's it that's it. It's happening. You're making me
cum. awwwwww." Her feet banged on my sides, her hands pounded my chest and
arms. She was deep the the throes of pleasure. I held off for a bit
more. Her vaginal muscles started spasming. Ripples of waves stroked
me. She knew what she was doing to me. The loud laugh was of satisfaction
and control. I couldn't resist for much longer. I picked up the pace. I had
to control my movements. I didn't want to pound her uterus. That might hurt
her. She was so wet with with our mixed fluids. Then I let loose. My
thrusts pushed my load out and around my dick. A large puddle was forming
under her on the bed. I don't know how many jets I shot. I came as hard as
I ever had. I couldn't tell if the look on her face was fear or amazement
of what was happening. I slipped my arm under her and held her close as I
rolled us over so she was on top. She saw what I was trying to do. She
could now ride me how ever hard she cared to. Her two small hands were on
my chest for support. She was limber and was slapping flesh against me. I
let loose with yet another orgasm. Rose gasped at the sensation and the
growl that came out of me. She had a look of pure evil and wickedness on
her face. This girl was going to eat up men when turned loose on the
unsuspecting world. She finally collapsed on me. I pulled her up and off me
and finally got that kiss. She knew how to kiss. The dainty tongue wrestled
with mine.

"I can wait to tell Emmy. She's gonna be jealous that I got fucked before
she did. Hahahahhah."

Rose slipped off me and laid on the bed in a very provocative pose. I
grabbed my camera and took several pictures. A close up of the cum pouring
out of her red baby cunt. She reached down and scooped up some of my cum
and licked it off her fingers. She knew this was erotic and sensual. She
grabbed the camera and took some pictures of my still hard, cum covered
cock. She put the camera down and moved around so she could lick me. The
licking turned into a serious blowjob. She was an animal. I had more for
her. Most of it ended up on her face. That was my cue to take some photos
of her sticky face. We were both laughing and the situation.

I pushed her on her back and spread her legs and jammed my tongue in her
snatch and sucked out my sticky deposit. I help it in my mouth. She didn't
know I had a load of cum when I kissed her again. She liked
that,    liked it a lot. Luckily my sex drive was
waining, otherwise she might have got fucked in the ass.

We laid there for a long while. With out a word, she jumped up and ran to
the bathroom. When she came back, she had a towel wrapped around her.

"I'm cold and sticky and hungry."

I grabbed her hand and we jumped in the shower. She was still frisky,
soaping up my body with special attention to the male member that had just
violated her. I left her to get fixed up while I returned to the bedroom to
dress. She had changed into a different outfit. Tight jeans and a tight
white teeshirt. She did have an amazing shape and poise to show it off
well.

"C'mon, there is food in the kitchen." It was just getting dark
outside. The air was warm. I lit the fire pit and we sat around it eating
bread, cheese and some sliced meats. I had a glass of wine. Rose asked if
she could have a sip. I offered her my glass. She was tentative, only
taking a small taste.

"It's strong, but it tastes good with the food." She took another
sip. "That's enough. I don't want to get drunk. I'd probably get sick all
over you." She just sat quietly staring at the sky which was changing from
dark blue to black. "I've never seen so many stars. In the city you forget
there are stars. This is awesome." I suggested we walk down to the
creek. We might see some animals out at night. There was a doe with two
fawns. We were quiet and didn't scare them. They finally moved away, so I
suggested we go back to the Pump House.

Rose took time to explore the sitting room. Gazing out the windows, and
checking out the art on the walls and tables.


"Can I play some music?" I pulled up the music controls on the computer and
let her find something. I was surprised it was some classical
music. Mozart. She found a book and curled up on the couch and disappeared
into her own thoughts. An hours of so later, I realized she'd fallen
asleep. I left her alone for a while. I wasn't ready for bed. She finally
stirred and woke with a start.

"I was dreaming about sex. It was beautiful and perfect. Like I was a
princess. My pussy is a little sore. I think I should go to bed. Would you
join me?"

We slipped down the stairs to the bedroom The smell of sex was still
noticeable. Rose wasn't selfconscious. She kicked her shoes off and peeled
off those sexy jeans. She was wearing perfect white panties. Not little
girl panties. Very stylish. Her tee shirt came off too. I dropped my
pants. No underwear, no panties. and got our of my shirt. Rose watched me
the whole time. She didn't say anything except to ask which side of the bed
I wanted.

I was surprised how quickly I fell asleep. Only to be woken 
  up my a young girl crawling on top of me.

"Can we do that again. It might be my only chance for seconds." I couldn't
say no. She directed the action. Enough of a blowjob to get me hard and
wet. She stayed on top, directing me to her cunt. This one was all for
her. I was just the toy for her to pleasure herself with. We came
together. It wasn't a long ride, a little more than mutual
masturbation. When she was satisfied, she laid down on the pillow next to
me and kissed me. Tenderly.

"Thank you Will. This is our little secret. The girls at school won't hear
a word about it. Trust me. And I trust you won't be posting any of those
photos on some pervy porn site. Right?" I assured her those were for my
private enjoyment. She wanted to see them. I pulled down the big monitor
and loaded the files onto the server.. While I was doing that, I cued up
the spy cam footage. She was surprised to see herself with a mouthful of my
cock.

"Damn, you are a pedo perv. That's hot. I look pretty sexy. Better than
those porn pros." I switched over to the still images and put them on auto
play. The posed shots I took were very nice. She is such a pretty
thing. The cock shots she took of me were a turn on. I can't remember
anyone taking pictures of me before and not in that state.

Rose got her phone out and texted Rae to find out what time they had to
meet up.    "A friend of mom's is coming to visit. We
are supposed to pick her up at the airport." The gang was already gathered
for breakfast. Rose gathered up her things and we drove back up to the
house.

Michele took one look at us and blurted out "I think there was some sex
involved. Look at how she is glowing." She got up and hugged and kissed
Rose. Rae was the proud mom and hugged her freshly fucked daughter. Emmy
smiled and then kissed Alice with a wink in her eye directed back at
Rose. Lane told Michele to play us the new song. It was stunning. I could
hear what they were working on last night. It was dense and complex.

"it's not done yet but it's pretty close. We're going to work on it this
morning, then Jimmy and Jam are coming back so we can start on the new song
Lane and Suzi have. Sig and Daff will be flying in on Tuesday to do the
final fittings for our new stage clothes. We'll be taking a break from the
studio for a few days for that. I think Sylvia will like that. It's been
pretty intense lately."

Rikki announced that she would be heading to Mockingville tomorrow with
Marnie. Zoey has found a building that she wants to redevelop like they've
done here.

We said goodbye to the Larson girls and the band headed back to the studio.

Rikki and I were left alone. "You did something right. That little girl was
as happy as a clam. If she's anything like her mother, I would think you
had a very good time. Rae is insatiable. Marnie had her biggest toys out
and reamed that woman for hours. She can eat pussy like nobody's
business. Shame she has no interest in men. You'd like a tumble with
her. So what should we do? Maybe a swim. Get naked man and join me." The
quiet and the sensual swim was a reminder that we've both been busy and
needed some time together. It's so easy to get caught up in the wild sex
with new playthings. At moments like this, I am reminded who an
extraordinary woman Rikki is. She keeps the whole clan on an even
keel. They all love her and she makes sure they are all happy. We went in
to town that evening for a special dinner. We were like young lovers
walking around town hand in hand. We saw a few people we knew and even sat
down for a drink with Jayne, who we hadn't seen for ages.

=====Sylvia J Engineers A Connection=====


Rikki left town early on Monday morning. I went in to the office to check
on the progress of a new project. It turned into a long day, so I just
stayed at the apartment. I was back at North Cliff early Tuesday. I found
Sylvia alone in the kitchen making some breakfast.

"The terribles are all excited about Sig and Daff coming today. Suzi is
driving the van out to the airport to meet them. They have a load of
stuff. This is the first quiet moment I've had since we started
working. They are damn serious. You know Michele is a musical genius, don't
you? The others are all tops, but Michele just hears something the others
don't. They are good about listening to her ideas and then making them
real. Michele stays in the studio every night after we are done. She's been
writing and recording some ideas. Bits that will connect all the
songs. She's got it all worked out. She stayed up all last night assembling
her new bits together with the songs. If it works, the band will record
those themes and I'll weave it all into one grand cloth. There are four or
five songs    that came out really well, but they
didn't fit Michele's idea. We'll use them on another record or a
single. It's just amazing the output from those boys and girls. That new
song Lane and Suzi had is a monster. They were challenged by the new one we
did on Saturday. There's is nearly as good and will be once we finish it."

"It's nice to have a break for a few days. It's not like we have a
deadline, but they are right to keep it moving forward. So many bands end
up chasing their own tails. This bunch is focused and they can see the
finish line. They have a couple of shows this summer and want to have
something to offer the fans. I need to make some calls this morning and
then I can zone out."

I asked Sylvia is she would care to join me for dinner tonight. She seemed
a little surprised but welcomed the offer. We agreed on a time. She said
she'd meet me back here ready to go out. I asked if she had a place she
might want to visit for dinner. She said she didn't know what was in town
and I could decide. She was good with anything. I figured somewhere quiet
might be best. I decided to relax and do some reading this morning and then
maybe wander around the farm until I would need to get ready for a date.

Rikki checked in early in the day. The property they were looking at need a
lot of work, but the bones of the building were solid and the price was
good so they could make it work. She asked what I was getting up to while
she was gone. I told her that Sylvia and I were meeting up for dinner. She
thought that would be nice. Some adult company and suggested we try the
Spanish place in New Town. I'd heard good things about Mejor and knew it
wouldn't be a loud scene there.

At the appointed time, the doorbell on the private residence rang. When I
opened to door I was surprised to find a transformed Sylvia J. The pants
and sweaters were replaced by a very cute girlish dress and full
accessories. She could tell from the look on my face that I hardly
recognized her.

"Right, you've only seen my in my work clothes. This is what I really look
like. I just don't get much chance to dress up anymore. I seem to be
working all the time. I can't show up at meetings looking like this if I
expect to negotiate a good deal. I'm happy you thought to ask me out. It's
been a while since I've been on a date, and this might be the first time
with a married man. A billionaire."

Everything about her was different. The clothes of course, her hair and her
whole demeanor. This was a very confident feminine woman. I had figured her
for a tomboy. I knew she was smart. One of the best in her field. She was
funny and could be a tough taskmaster.

"Just relax, I'll be on my best behavior. I'm not a party girl, so you
don't have to worry that I'll get drunk and make a scene except maybe on
the dance floor. Is there a place we could go dancing?"

It was early in the    week, so it wouldn't be
crowded at any of the clubs. I had a plan. I thought I'd take Sylvia on the
grand tour on the interior of North Cliff. The elevator was the first
surprise. The long passage way was unexpected. I showed here some of the
facilities that had been originally built. We stopped in the art vault to
have a look. I forget what an amazing collection my parents had
assembled. Sylvia was very curious when I showed her where the water
treatment and sewer plant had been. She was very impressed with our
server/data storage array. I explained that the townhouses were above us
and pointed out the access doors to both. The garage was another big
surprise. She'd seen the van and a couple of the cars. There was no reason
she would have expected the small collection of vintage cars. I told her to
pick one. She saw the VW    Beetle and asked if she
could drive that one. She said her grand parents had a pair of them and
learned to drive in one. Up the ramp to the drive way and off we went. I
directed her to our first destination. I thought it best we part the car at
the secure space at our apartment building. We'd be riding the light rail
around town.

"I've only seen a little of the town. I just drove directly here so I
missed most of the town center. I've gone in with Suzi and Rikki a couple
of times, but I haven't got my bearings yet. I guess North Cliff is south
and a little east of the center of town. Your place is well hidden, isn't
it. I guess the original owner didn't want any company. How about your
parents? What did they do?"

I told Sylvia the condensed version of life at North Cliff. Her father was
an electrical engineer who was also a musician. they had a small recording
studio in their garage. That's where she learned the trade. Her father had
some contacts and she started as an intern at a large studio when she was
in high school. Her first couple of big projects got some attention. Then
she got lucky with the next job, which was a big hit. That opened up the
doors for her and she could pick her projects and name her price.

I made sure to take us on a route to show her the main arteries through
town and got us to the Alameda building. I explained that this belonged to
Rikki along with another, where the bakery and record shop were located. It
was early so the shops were all still open. We ducked in to see if Erin was
working. She happened to be in that day, so I was able to introduce
them. Erin checked out Sylvia, head to toe. She smiled with approval. Me
showing up with a new girl on my arm comes as no surprise to Erin. Erin,
being polite asked Sylvia a little about herself. When she explained that
she was working with the band, Erin connected the face to the rumors she'd
been hearing.

"That is a sexy crew. I suspect you being a professional, it's all business
with them. Will is a different matter I'm sure."

Sylvia wasn't embarrassed about the bawdy talk. She was checking out Erin
and trying to figure out how she fit into the story. Sylvia took a quick
look around the boutique and promised to return to shop.

I told Erin we were heading out to dinner at Mejor. She made point to
mentioning that the shoe store was open for a while more if we wanted to
check it out. Sylvia's eyes lit up and she said we would. With that we
hopped on the tram and rode up the line to New Town. Sylvia was impressed
with the amenities found in Green River. Even on a Tuesday, the streets
were active with people strolling around, enjoying the nice weather. The
narrow back streets of New Town were buzzing with traffic and the exotic
aromas from the restaurants and food stalls. I recognized the clerk at Shoe
Shines. A young student named Aubry. I introduced Sylvia. Aubry knew her
name from a couple of the records she'd done and was excited to meet
her. Again, Sylvia took quick look and said she'd be back. We walked up to
the park and then doubled back to the restaurant. Mejor was on the second
floor of and old factory. I was right, it was quiet, just a lone guitarist
in the bar, no loud modern music blaring. The booth we were seated in gave
us some quiet privacy allowing easy conversation.

My first impression of Sylvia was a sort of no nonsense hard ass. I'd only
seen her wearing jeans or heavy corduroy pants, usually wearing a
hat. Despite her work attire I realized she had a soft voice, the same one
I'd heard before. She was cute. Her short dress and red tights set off a
nice package. She wasn't dainty, but not big by any means. Her dress and
little jacket made it hard to figure out what her figure was. She seemed to
have some curves, but nothing dramatic, just feminine. Her amber eyes set
off her dark blond medium length hair. A nice touch of eye makeup gave her
a special look.

"Man, that has been some hard work. It's hard to keep up with those girls,
especially Michele. She is moving so fast that we all have to pay
attention. Lane is nearly as sharp, but it's all Michele's vision. The boys
are pros, with a lot of feel. Not just by the book players. I've done some
heavy records. This could be right up there. The break this week was much
needed. I was afraid Michele was going to burn out. Staying in the studio
late working on what ever it is she is hearing."

"They are a good bunch. It's all work. They can get worked up serious, but
mostly it's good fun. No big blow ups yet. Michele is open to the other's
ideas, so no one feels left out. Adi is the den mother, soothing everyone
when the pressure is on. I've been doing this most of my short life. When I
started the guys didn't respect me much, being a teenage girl. Once I
showed them what I can do, it got better. Some of the bands were just
crude. They were hitting on me, saying nasty thing. I made notes and made
sure I never worked with those people again. It's better now, but sometimes
they forget I'm there and fall to that rude dude talk. The women I worked
with are better, but sometimes they can get bitchy. When they hear the
results, they shut the fuck up. They are happier working with me. They said
the male engineers and producers didn't always recognize their talents and
talked down to them. I just kick `em in the fat asses and make them do
their best. This band isn't hardened from too much touring. No
drinking. They might have a puff at the end of the night, but nothing
excessive."

"Once I had the first hit, I could write my own rules. I've been getting
emails since ai started here, people wanting my time. I'm going to spend
how ever long it takes on this one and then take a break. I'll do sound for
the festival gigs coming up. After that, I'll hook them out with someone
they can trust."

"They told me a little about you. Marnie clued me in about you
business. You've done very well for yourself. They all think you are the
best. You've given them a stable life. Jeez, poor Adi and Michele. I guess
Alice had it pretty rough too. Rikki says you all share beds. That is a
little hard to get my head around, but I have no problem with it. They are
all happy with the situation and don't seem to be traumatized. It's not
like sleeping with your father or anything. I am firm about not sleeping
with my clients. That would get messy pretty quickly. I've dated a few guys
in the business, but never anyone I'm working with."

Sylvia stopped taking when the waitress approached us to see if we wanted
drinks. I ordered a cocktail and Sylvia agreed that would be a good
start. We listened to the list of meals being served tonight and asked a
couple of questions. A small selection of tapas would be or starter.

"Maybe you'd like a look around the place tomorrow. I don't know if you've
seen much more than the studio and dining room. It'll be good weather. The
lake cabin is finally ready for guests. We could go up there for the
night. It's pretty quiet and there is no internet. Oh, I wasn't suggesting
we sleep together. There's two beds."

Our food arrived and the discussion turned to eating.

"Have been waiting for you to ask me to sleep with you. Rikki said you
might. Look, I enjoy women, but it's just a little kink of mine. The girls
in the band and all very pretty, but I'm not into that. Plus I don't mix
with the clients. The tumble with Rikki was something I could enjoy. She's
so smart and sexy. The word around is that I'm a lesbian. It's not really
the case at all, but I don't say otherwise. It keeps the jerky guys away
too. It's men I like. Not boys. Men. You are the first man I've met in ages
that I'm attracted to. This is fun tonight, been with you. I hope you think
the same of me."

I got a taste of Sylvia's story over dinner. She's even more successful
than I knew. Those big movie songs made her very wealthy. She has several
apartments around the country. She just bought one here too. Due to the
late hours, she's just been sleeping at the Carriage House. On the off
day's she's been getting her apartment organized. It's one of the big ones
in the Alameda Building. I know how much those cost.

Sylvia wasn't a big drinker. We shared a bottle of wine and had a
cocktail. That was it. It was a little quieter on the tram ride back to
downtown. We had a look in at one of the clubs in town, but Sylvia nixed
it. It was deemed boring, so we didn't stay. She wanted to show me her new
place before we drove home. It was spectacular. There was some work being
done on the kitchen, so the furniture that had been delivered was all
pushed in a corner and covered. The large rooms had hight ceilings and a
great view on all three sides. Her apartment was just one of two on that
floor.

"I think this is going to be my home base from here on out. I'm sick of New
York and Nashville. I can relax here. Michele have made a deal that I can
use her studio when I need it. I feel come comfortable with my gear
here. If I leave it stored in a big studio, they end up using it with out
my permission or paying me. Fuck `em."

It was quiet at North Cliff when we got back. I figured the girls were
being fitted with their new outfits and having a good time with Sig and
Daff. I was looking forward to seeing those sisters again. Back at the
residence we relaxed. It wasn't too late, so we gathered in the lounge
room. Sylvia pulled up some music and we sat and talked more. Her father
was a very famous. He developed some very popular recording equipment.

"I didn't want to ride Larry Jerome's coattails, so I'm just Sylvia
J. People know now, but when I started, it had to be on my own. Dad
appreciated that. He's pretty damn proud of his little girl now. I've
financed a couple of his newer projects. I get some gear out of the deal."

"This place, this whole spread is amazing. Rikki told me a little about
your background and about Michele. That's a crazy story about this
place. What you've done to it is mind blowing. Michele said you are going
to rebuild the original farm house next."

"I am? We've talked about it. The original place was small. A hundred years
ago, no one had the money to build a big place. Rikki has been working with
an architect to try and capture the original design, but with modern size
rooms and indoor plumbing. It won't be built on the original site. That
would block the view from the Carriage House. I guess I'm not really in the
loop on that."

Sylvia kicked off her shoes and rubbed her feet. She seemed to have small
dainty feet, but I couldn't really tell. I took my she's off too. Seemed we
were in casual mode.

"Can I see your media room?" She grabbed my hand and led me over and
searched for the lights. I got them on and we went in. I explained that
this had originally been an office, then the girl's record library. She
asked if she could see what we were running for sound. I took her around to
the machine room and she looked in with interest.

"Top of the line. Who ever did this for you did it right. We'll have a
listening party here soon. I can't wait to get this sucker done.".

Sylvia was about five foot eight. I was finding her very attractive. It was
good to know she'd be a regular around the house in the future. Or at least
around town. Satisfied with our technology, I suggested we head up to the
private area. On her way out she took note of the instruments in the main
room. I explained that we gather here regularly and the girls play music
for us.

She had brought a suitcase which I hadn't noticed until now. 
  I carried it up the stairs and the big doors closed behind
us. I parked the case in the bedroom and then asked if she wanted to see
the rest of our private space. We took a quick look then back to the
bedroom. I dined the lights so we could see out and see the stars though
the skylights.

"This is fuckin' amazing. All of it. I feel so at home here. She invited me
to sit with her on the couch and held my hand.

"I'm going to kiss you. Don't be afraid."

She did. I wasn't.

"Look Will. I'm horny as fuck. I haven't had a dick since I don't know
when. So, just let me lead. I won't bite. I just know what I want and that
doesn't require any romancing. Just be nice. I'm no one's bitch. I can't
imagine you being like that, but fair warning. Now would your please
undress. If you are wearing those panties I've heard so much about, you
should leave them on. I've never encountered that fetish, though I know of
it. I wore some nice ones. I was told it would make you and your penis very
happy. Ok, I'm going to watch you now. Don't rush, but please, you don't
have to make a show of it."

I was very pleased with these development. Sylvia had been around for a
while now, and joined us for dinners, but I hadn't gotten to know here very
well. Didn't seem like a good idea to interfere with the band's business,
no matter how cute that business was. This was her choice, to accept my
invitation.

I kicked off my desert boots and pulled off the black Adi In The Lion's Den
tee shirt. The skinny black jeans would take a little work, but I managed
to get them off without falling over. Sylvia applauded my efforts and then
whistled when she got an eyeful of the white lace panties I had on.

"Damn. All guys should be required to wear sexy panties. Much
nicer. Really. Most guys are wearing the same underwear their mom's bought
them when then were eight years old."

I was told to sit on the bed and watch. With that little bit of makeup
Sylvia was transformed into a cute pixie. She slowly unbuttoned her
dress. The buttons went from her neck to her waist. A peek of a silky slip
was revealed. Not a garment I get to see very often, if at all. It was
light tan, I guess so it didn't show underneath her cotton dress. Sylvia
stood there, just smiling at me. She licked her lips in a provocative
manner and then slipped the dress on one shoulder and then the other. It
fell to the floor, where she stepped out of it and carefully picked it up
and folded it and set it on a chair.

"That's no off the shelf item. Very expensive. Made for me in France. I
only wear it for very special occasions. Lucky you."

The full slip was short, ending about mid-thigh. She still had on her low
cut black shoes, and red tights. Nice legs, maybe slightly stout thighs,
but she seemed proportioned very well. I still couldn't get a sense of her
hips and waist, or tits for that matter. The slip hid all those
curves. Slightly narrow shoulders were very feminine. Her arms weren't
skinny, but still light on her frame.

"You like so far? The shoes and dress were a treat to myself after my first
big hit. I grew up comfortable, but extravagances like a $3000 dress were
not going to happen. I don't think I even cared when I was a
teen. Jeans. Doc Martens and a tee shirt from my favorite band or recording
gear brand. I was too nerdy for most guys. The band guys liked that I could
run the PA or fix their amps. I masturbated a lot. I still do, but now it's
not out of loneliness. I'm very good at it. A nice woman I met showed me
some things I hadn't figured out yet. I'll show you what my pussy can
do. be patient. This might be the only time I get to fuck you, so I'm going
to make it last. I can feel my panties are getting damp. Oh, the lingerie
is French too. My mom was a good dresser. She taught me how to find clothes
that made me look pretty. She told me never to dress trashy. Plain was ok,
but slutty was not tolerated. I figured out the sexy part myself. When I
was about seventeen. That's when men started noticing me. Not boys. Men. I
didn't take any shit from them. That was good. I didn't have a reputation
for being an easy lay. Only a couple of guys got the chance. They were
warned to be discreet or suffer the consequences. A threat with a smile. I
know you are not one to brag about your conquests. This little family here
is all very discreet. No one would kiss and tell. There are some big
secrets to be kept. You can trust me. I know it's a very happy family. I'm
not one to make trouble for any of you. So I guess you are waiting for me
to show a little more. Is your dick hard? I hope so. I'd be disappointed if
I couldn't turn you on."

She grabbed the hem of her slip and pulled it over her head. She was
wearing tights, not thigh highs. I liked that look of opaque tights with
those tiny bikini panties underneath. Damn, she was a real looker. Low slug
hips. Ha! Just a little wide, but set off by a narrow waist and flat soft
stomach. No hard body here. The bra was soft and silky with thin straps.

She finally got on the bed with me. Sitting on my lap. The look she gave me
made me worried she might eat me alive. Then she laughed.

"I don't know what magic spell you've cast on all the women here. I'm
afraid you've got me too. You're good looking, handsome. Not a pretty movie
star boy. Nice body. Good shape with out the ugly weight lifting
thing. Gawd I hate that. No tats that I can see. That is nice too. Can't
stand that conformity of the modern generations. Hang on, I need to take
these tights off. I'm getting sweaty. and I don't want you to rip them
trying to get them off me."

Syl did a summersault backwards off my lap, kicked her legs up and shimmied
out of her tights. Giving me a great view of her ass at the same time. I
wonder where that trick came from.

"That's better. You like my panties? I bet you own more panties than I
do. I have plenty of nice everyday ones. The special ones only come out at
night."

This time she laid on top of me. The soft material of her bra rubbed on my
chest and our silky crotches met in a vortex of pleasure. I grabbed her
hips and pulled her hard against me. She responded by grinding her pussy
against me.

"You seem stronger than you look. I guess a guy in panties might come off
as a poof. I think that is a nice big, um cut   
maybe, cock in there. I'd have to look to be sure. Excuse my forwardness."

I had a flashback to the episode with Rose a couple of weeks ago. As
thrilling, and reckless as that was, there is nothing like sex with an
experienced and playful partner. I can see why Rikki enjoyed her night with
Sylvia. The way she made a point to make eye contact and smile every chance
she got was winning over my heart, not just my dick. I had confidence that
Sylvia had no intentions to trying to move in between Rikki and myself. A
got the feeling she was sensible and honorable. I wasn't so sure about my
motives. I wanted to fuck this young woman silly.

I'd closed my eyes while running all these thoughts through my head. It
must have only been a moment. Two soft hands were exploring the shapes
hidden in my own panties. I could feel the pre cum flowing freely.

"It is big, and juicy. I can't believe you put this in that little girl
Rose. You've spoiled her for life. Good thing she lives just up the
street. She can sneak over and get another taste when ever she can. Now I
want to see what you are carrying."

She asked me to lift my ass. The panties were down to my knees in a
flash. I wiggled one leg out of them, so I wasn't trapped.Her experienced
hands worked me over is a most delicious manner. Then she licked me. The
head, the shaft and then my balls. Her head raised up and she looked at
me. She had to move my penis to one side to see me from her angle.

"Look, I'm gonna suck you, but please don't cum. If you can go a second
round, I suck and swallow then. I really need this in my cunt."

No reason to let her know I'd probably be good for three loads. That would
sound like bragging. I just laid back and let her continue to direct the
action. She was very direct. Her motions were subtle. Slowly taking me in,
then coming off me and licking. Stroking. Squeezing pre cum out of me to
moisten her fingers. It was woking on me. She was skilled enough to not
push me over the edge. I'm afraid a lesser man would not have lasted very
long.

"Would you please help me out of these little panties. I don't want to lose
track of them. They go home with me, not into your trophy collection."
Sylvia got up on her knees and thrust her hips and me.

"She would like you to remove them sir."

I took a minute to check out her hips and ass. Nice and solid. I pulled the
front of the panties down just enough so I could see if she was natural or
shaved. The carpet matched the curtains. Light blond, silky texture. Her
pubic patch was sparse, but not shaved. Maybe a little trim around the
edge. I slipped my hand inside her panties leading with my middle
finger. She was very wet and erect. I brushed her clit. She pushed hard
against my finger.

"A woman's touch is usually soft. A man's is firm and strong. Now let's
move forward. Enough finger fun."

Sylvia was motivated. She didn't rush, but she didn't plan on spending much
time with preliminaries.    They were very nice
ones. They fit low on her hips, just covering her dainty bush. I peeled off
her panties carefully as instructed and put them on her pillow. We were now
both naked and very aroused. She took a minute to admire the rigid shaft
pointing at her.

"I've been thinking about this moment since I first met you. Michele didn't
tell me who her father was when we first talked. I might have be scared if
I knew. You know you are a man of mystery? In the computing world no on
knows what to think of Will Richardson. Lots of gossip. People think you
are some sort of mad, evil genius. Huge ego. All that crap. You aren't the
only rich powerful man I've met in my business. Most of those people are
just full of shit. You are supposed to genuflect when they lower themselves
to have a meeting with you. Fuck that shit. You are the calmest, most
grounded person I've ever met. All the band have said you are quiet angel
to them. Michele, Adi and little Alice all say you saved them from becoming
someone's problem. Rikki tells me you are the most loving person she's
met. Everyone here is content. They are all so full of life. I got sucked
in right away. I'm tired of living with constant stress. Will they like my
work? Will there be another job? Is some label jerk off gonna come in and
tell me how to do what I do?"

"I can take all the time I like to work with Michele and company. I've
turned down some work so I'm not rushed. I've made plenty of money. I got a
piece of the Hattie Fast record. It's sold zillions. I'm looking forward to
living here. I'm working with just about the best band I could. After this,
I don't care. I hope once the job is done, I am still welcome. It was Rikki
who hinted that I should move to Green River. It only took me a couple of
weeks to see she was right. I'm so happy to disengage from all the business
towns. I don't need three houses and four apartments scattered around the
world. Sold or selling them all. I have a plan to revive my father's
business. The shop is open again and they are creating some new recording
gear. Some handmade electronics and a software division. It's all digital
now. Only a few can afford to go all tape and hardware."

"Aw shit. I'm talking about myself when we should be screwing. I want to
suck you some. You ever suck a guy's dick. Hmmmm I think you might have. Or
maybe you like boys, just like you enjoy those young girls. Well, I hope
I'm what you like today."

Man, she was good. It wasn't all talk. She sucked me as good as any of the
best. The young girls are always curious, but timid. Not knowing what to
expect. It is mind blowing when my cock slips between a young girls
lips. Her first time. I shake with excitement. Sometimes the reality
doesn't meet the anticipation. Some gentle instruction can help. This was
just flat out pleasure from even before she put me in her mouth. Once it
passed her lips, it was divine. I forgot what I was thinking and just
drifted away. I came to, when I felt her nose on my crotch. She had me all
the way down to the base. Fuck.

Sylvia slowly slipped back up, tightening her lips when she got to the
crown.

"I think it's hard enough now. I'm going to start on top. When I say, we'll
roll over so you can pound me."

She hovered above my rock hard cock, and then grabbed me and ran my oozing
tip up and down her crack. She finally parked me at the entrance and
lowered down on me. Oh so slowly.

"God damn. I've been dreaming of a man. Any man. And now I'm fucking a very
special man. Ha. Don't worry. I don't suck and tell. This is a secret that
won't leave this house. They all know you would get me eventually."

Without warning, Sylvia dropped down, with her full weight. She was wet and
tight. She just sat their with a shit eating grin on her cute face. Then
she started. Not up and down. Her vaginal muscles began kneading my
cock. Ripples up and down, The a full grip, then just her vulva. She
repeated these and other tricks in succession. She smiled again.

"Lots of yoga. I know by body well. Now I'm ready. You on top now. I'm
going to close my eyes and let you fuck me until I scream. But when I do,
don't stop. You'll know when it's too much."

I started with a slow steady pace. That wasn't what Syl wanted.

"C'mon. Harder. Faster."

It was different having a new lover who wasn't 12 years old. I didn't feel
like I could crush her. She was strong. Her arms and legs wrapped around me
and she growled in my ear.

"This is the fuck I've needed my whole life. Don't disappoint me Will."

I didn't. Fifteen minutes deep, she started to shake.

"Ok, slow down just for a little. I need to get ready for this."

I teased her with long strokes. She she was ready again, she grabbed my ass
and let me know she was ready for the finish. She was soaking wet. Covered
in sweat and juicy. I could smell that pungent oder of sex. Then she bit
me. But it was her who    screamed, not me. Wave
after was of orgasm swept over her. I pounded her even harder. It was
exquisite. I laid still, with my cock still inside her.

"Ok more. Please."

This second time, I wasn't subtle. I needed to cum too. We came at the same
time. She let out a blood curdling scream. and bit me again.. Damn her. I
fought back. I push her down on the bed, and held her while I nibbled on
her nipples. We were a writhing mass. I don't know how long this after play
lasted. I do know at one point I was sucking her toes. The blood was
pounding in my head. Then I heard a hardy laugh.

"I knew I was horny, but god damn, that was unreal. No man has ever touched
me like you just did."

I had one more move. I attached my mouth to her cunt and ate her out. I
inhaled our combined juices and worked her clit with some force.

"No, not again.. noooo noooo."

I didn't let up. I sucked and licked that little nub until she went over
the edge one more time.

That was the stickiest gooiest kiss ever. Sylvia mockingly beat my arms
with her fists, but there was no strength in the blows. The she started to
cry.

"What have I been missing. I dedicated my life to my work and ignored my
own needs. I feel like the dam has broken. I as going to have to rethink my
life. Thank you Will. Please don't let this be the only time. Rikki will
have to understand."

I fell asleep soon after. I don't know how late Sylvia stayed awake. I just
know she was sound asleep when I woke at 6am. I was careful not to wake her
when I got up to shower. I dressed and went downstairs to get some
coffee. I brought it back up and sat at the desk writing in my journal
until she finally stirred.

"You want some coffee? Breakfast?""

Syl asked if I'd get back in the bed with her. I was just wearing my robe,
so I gladly climbed back under the covers with her. I just held her close
and let her talk. She didn't really say much. Just some random thoughts
about sex and the inattentive boys she'd slept with.

"Ok, now I need some coffee. Give me twenty minutes to clean up and get
dressed. I'll meet you in the kitchen."

We had a quiet breakfast. It was another two hours before anyone else
appeared. The first ones down were Lane, Daff and Sig. They were excited
about the progress with the fittings. They were hungry. Sylvia offered to
cook them some food. They followed her into the kitchen while I relaxed
with my second cup of coffee. Michele was next to arrive. She was looking
tired, but had a smile on her face.


======Michele Strikes Gold======

"We're gonna look bitchin'. The clothes are amazing. Anyone else here?"
Then she heard voices and followed the sounds off in the kitchen. A few
minutes later they returned with platters of food which they laid out on
the table. As if by magic Suzi and Adi appeared. They sat down with us and
food was passed around. Daff said they needed at least two more days for
fittings then they could do the finish work. They brought out a whole
tailor shop with them This was a big endeavor. Sylvia told them to take as
long as they needed. She'd start setting up for the last round of recording
and assembly of the record. Any hopes I had of bedding the twins seemed to
fade away. They were focused on the job. While they were cheerful and
friendly to me, I didn't get any sense there was any interest in a repeat
performance. Rikki would not return for another five days. I might have
been feeling a little abandon at that moment. Michele sensed that and when
she was alone with me, she asked if we could have a private dinner and
sleep over.

That evening Michele suggested we go out for dinner. Get away from the
crowd. That cheered me up. At the agreed time, she arrived to take me
away. Michele was dressed up. Her new look was stunning. It was still her
pixie self, but the edges were softened. Her hair was combed. I could see
that it had been styled. A little longer than I was used to seeing.

"this is one of the jackets they made for me. It's vintage tapestry
material. Cool, eh?"

We got a private room at the new Chinese place. I didn't even know about
this new restaurant.

"This break has been good for me. I've been burning the late night oil. You
must know what it's like when you have ideas in your head you need to get
out. The others have been patient with me. I must seem like a demented
monster some days. Lane has been pulling her own weight and helped moved
this up to the level I'm hearing. And Adi. Shit, she's so quiet and then so
strong. Both Lane and I have written songs with her. You are gonna shit
your pants when you hear this finished. Sylvia has done a mock up with my
demos of the thread parts. The bits that tie it all together. The band will
now do proper recordings of those and then I think we are done. We had
better be. Got two festival gigs coming up. We got the prime Saturday
showcase tent show at the Crooked River Festival. This is a big deal. I
know we can do it. Enough about me. Let's eat. "

The food was amazing. Northern China country food. Michele must have talked
to them in advance. I never saw a menu. The food just kept coming out. It
was nothing like I'd ever eaten before. Luckily we'd gotten the car service
to drive us out. I had a couple of glasses of wine, maybe more. Michele had
a glass of champagne to celebrate the progress of her record. We were both
a little tipsy on the ride home. It felt like a real date with the love of
my life. We hadn't been this close for a while. We were both reminded how
we got to where we are. As we were walking across the patio back to the
residence, Michel stopped up. There was a nearly full moon. A beautiful
summer night. She put her arms around me and kissed me. A deep passionate
kiss.

"Will, I love you. I know you slept with Sylvia. I'm a little jealous. I
can't get involved with here, not even a one night stand. Can't upset that
delicate balance. You'll have to tell me about it, just not tonight. This
is our night. I'm growing up. I've been worried that you won't like me
anymore once I become a real grown up woman. I'm pretty sure that isn't
going to happen, but it is still in the back of my mind. Rikki knows I'm
your number one. We've talked about it. It's not an issue between us. I
love Rikki. You two don't or can't imagine what you've done for all of
us. I don't flaunt my status here. The others know. Tonight I want to renew
our special relationship. Pretty dramatic, huh? Now show me how much you
love me. Love, not just sex."

Michele and I made long and tender love. Despite her worries, I found her
incredibly attractive. Even in the throes of wild fucking, she could still
make me laugh. We've been on an amazing journey together. In just a few
short years we have both been transformed. Our love is strong and can take
on the added weight of the family. Michele woke up early.

"I need to get up. I have something I need to work out. I'll be back. She
headed down to the lounge room and sat at the piano and played some music
she'd woken up with in her head. After a bit of work, she started singing.
I could hear the music drifting up through the open doors. An hour or so
later she came back up and joined me in bed.

"I got it. What I was hearing and feeling. It's not for this record, but
I'll need to record it right away." She sent Sylvia a text and then Jim and
Jam. A year later that song had sold twelve million copies. It was a love
song to us. A young girl's love for an older man.