Smith Accepts Connie's Offer

Commander Smith hesitated. He knew how he should answer the question; after all she was half his age and the daughter of his Commanding Officer and friend. But she was also a very pretty young woman. He saw that she was watching him expectantly; waiting for his answer.

“Well,” he drawled at last. “Do you really think it’s a good idea to do it right here in front of your house?”

Connie glanced over her shoulder at her home on the tree-lined street as if seeing it for the first time.

“Sure,” she shrugged. “My folks are probably asleep by now, and if they aren’t, then they might have heard your craft and it would look funny if we drove away now.”

Seeing that he was still hesitating, she added. “They will think we are just sitting out here talking.”

“Well…If you sure you don’t mind…” Smith’s voice trailed off and Connie couldn’t help but smiling. The big bad spaceship captain was acting all awkward and shy like a college freshman.

“Of course not,” she answered, reaching for his fly. “Like I told you, we girls do it all the time at college for our dates.” Again she shrugged,” It’s just a way of thanking a fellow for a nice evening.”

Gingerly, she grabbed the tab of Smith’s zipper and carefully pulled it down. She opened the gap. They both looked down at his lap and watched intently as she slipped her hand inside the opening. She carefully placed her hand over his cock, which had already begun to harden in anticipation of what she was about to do. Connie curled her fingers around the shaft and gave it a little squeeze. Then with both hands she fumbled around inside his pants, finding the opening of his boxer shorts and snaking her hand inside. With some difficulty she managed to pull the now nearly erect cock out into the open.

“Niiice,” she hissed, talking more to herself than to him.

Then she leaned forward and closed her hand around it. A warm, soft hand. She gripped him loosely in her fist and started to move it gently back and forth, stroking him to full a full erection. She lowered her head further towards his lap so that her lips were just inches from his organ, but she did not take him inside her mouth. Instead, for the next few moments Connie slid her hand up and down Smith’s shaft, making him harder and more excited.

When the young woman’s head finally did descend the last few inches and engulf his manhood into her mouth, Commander Smith groaned and gripped the steering wheel of the hover-craft tightly with moth hands. Her mouth was warm and wet and soft. He felt her tongue swirling around his erection, all the while her hand continued to stroke his shaft.

Then she started to bob her head up and down and Smith felt he had crossed the final frontier and entered heaven. In a hoarse whisper he called out her name, “Connie…”

The co-ed brushed a stray lock of her blonde hair away from her face with her free hand and continued stroking him with her other. Her lips followed her hand in the up and down motions and soon Smith’s cock was coated with his “date’s” saliva. Relaxing his grip on the wheel, he moved one hand to gently rub her shoulders and leaned back to enjoy the young woman’s oral caresses. The visual stimulation of watching her head move up and down over his lap was nearly as exciting as the actual physical sensations.

Moments later, audio was added by the wet suction sounds of her lips sliding along his shaft.

Smith squirmed around in the bucket seat, getting more comfortable and spreading his legs further apart. Connie interrupted this as a sign that she was doing everything perfectly, and used her free hand to reach inside his pants and shorts again, seeking out his balls. Her delicate fingers curled around his testicles and she could tell by the way that they had drawn up close to his body, he was already near his climax.

Pausing only long enough to lift her head from his engorged cock to speak, she told him, “You can come in my mouth, if you want to.”

Immediately she put her mouth back on his dick, resuming her task of getting him off.

“Oh, yessss,” he groaned, her words pushing him over the edge. His hand moved from her shoulders to the back of her, his fingers running through her silken blonde hair.

His actions did not surprise her; she was experienced enough to have kept her fist wrapped firmly around his shaft so that even if he did try to push down on the back of her head like some of her dates did, he would not be able to shove her down far enough to **** her.

“Mmmngh!” she let out a muffled squeal when Smith exploded, flooding her mouth with his cum. Rather than trying to pull away or stopping, she moved her head and fist faster, encouraging him to shoot out his hot load.

“Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!” Smith gasped, lifting his hips up off his seat, thrusting towards the young lady’s warm, receptive mouth. Shot after shot of his seed spewed out as his whole body tensed and shook.

Finally. Finally, he stopped coming and collapsed back against the cushions of the hover-craft’s seat. Connie slowed her motions, then, after waiting for him to start softening, lifted her head. She held his load of cum in her mouth.