Covid Resurrection

Covid Resurrection

Tragedies sometimes become unexpected opportunities.

Nobody expected the pandemic when it came crashing into our lives. Despite taking every precaution, my wife contracted the virus in March of 2020. ‘I will spare you the gory details of her struggle since we are all familiar with how gruesome they can be. Two months later she was dead. I still don’t know how I escaped getting it.

It’s now a year later. After the funeral and legal details were finished I became a hermit, only leaving the house for vital necessities and to get fully vaccinated. I’ve become surprisingly accomplished at using a computer to get things done; I’ve even become adept at using a smart phone.

Last night I was on a community forum with my laptop looking for someone to do some work in my yard. After locating a landscaping service I happened to see a post for someone who gave massages. My late wife and I loved giving each other a massage and even bought a professional table and turned our den into a spa of sorts. I sent a response with my phone number and said I was interested.

The next day I received a call from a woman with a very pleasant voice that asked me if I was interested in a massage. I said I was but only if it could be done in my home. She said she could bring her portable table. I told her I had my own professional table. She then asked me if I had been fully vaccinated. I told her I had been. She then said she could come to my home to evaluate our compatibility. I gave her my address and told her I would be home all day. She said it would be around two and that she looked forward to meeting me.

The door chime rang a little after two and I walked to the door and opened it.

I hadn’t formed any preconception about what she would look like and it was just as well because it would have been obliterated instantly. Tall, blonde and beautiful, she appeared to be in her mid twenties with a smile that could melt lead. I immediately went into my deer in the headlights pose.

“Hello, I’m Tiffany Scot and I’m here to talk about giving you a massage.”

“I’m sorry, I seem to have forgotten my manners, and I’m Jeffery Rawlings. Please come in.”

I held the door while she walked through and into the hall that led to the main living room. I had a chance to scan her from behind while I followed her. She wore skin tight silver leggings that provided a perfect showcase for her incredible, slightly jiggling ass.

She stopped in the living room and sat down on the sofa. I sat in a chair across from her.

“I’ve been by this place a couple of times but I had no idea it was somebody’s home. I thought it was a private club or a museum of some type. You actually live here?”

“Yes, this is my home. Would you like a tour before we get started?”

“Yes I’d love to see it”

“My father owned most of the land around here and saw a home in Europe and decided to build a similar house here. He was very wealthy and he wanted a place that he, my mother and I could live in style. The house is three stories with six bedroom suites on the first and second stories. The third story is for an office, three game rooms for billiards, cards and an exercise room as well as three bathrooms’. I use the third story for reading and just observing the land around here. It has a large balcony that is a great spot to just relax.”

It took half an hour to show her the house and she was very impressed.

“You have a lovely home Jeffery, your wife takes excellent care of it.”

“My mother died three years ago from a stroke. My father died 8 weeks later from a heart attack. That was when my wife and I sold our house and moved in here.

“She died of Covid last year. I’ve tried to uphold her high standards.”

“I’m very sorry about your, loss. I may be able to help you deal with that a little better.”

“If you could, I would be very grateful.”

“Let’s leave that for later, you said you had a massage table, could I take a look at it?”

“Certainly.” I stood and led her to a room at the back of the house. “This was originally a study but we transformed it into a mini spa for massage.”

“This is perfect! I have enough time to give you a massage now if you want one.”

“I don’t have any plans for the rest of the day. Let’s get started.”

“Jeff, Strip down to your shorts while I go to my car and get some things.”

When she returned I had the table ready with clean sheets and relaxing music softly playing.

“Wow Jeff, you really do know what you’re doing. Lie down on your tummy.”

As soon as I was on the table she took over.

She used heavenly scented oil on her hands and began rubbing my neck. I could tell her hands were exploring for the spots that harbored my tension and when she found one she began to dissolve the tightness and the pain. She seemed to know intuitively how to rub each spot the way it needed to be done instead of applying the same technique to each area. In just a few minutes I was feeling more relaxed than I had since my wife died.

“That’s good Jeff, let it go. Try to stop thinking and just feel what I’m doing. Watch your breathing, it should slow down as you get more relaxed.”

It was not difficult to follow her directions as her warm hands traversed my body. When she reached my feet my breathing was slower and deeper. What she did to my feet was incredible; it almost put me to sleep. She told me to turn over and she slowly moved up from my feet returning to my shoulders.

“OK Jeff, we are finished.”

“That was the best massage I have ever had, thank you Tiffany.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. You still have issues that need to be worked on; I think you should let me come once a week for a while.”

“I agree, what day is good for you?”

“I have Thursday at two available.”

“That’s good for me too Tiffany.”

She told me to drink water and take a warm shower then just take it easy for the rest of the day. I walked her to the front door still in my shorts and took two hundred dollars from my wallet and handed it o her.

“I only charge one fifty for an hour.”

“It was worth twice that, keep the change.”

As soon as she left I drank a glass of water before getting in the shower. While I was drying off I thought about how long it had been since I had been touched so tenderly by a woman. I realized how much I missed that and looked forward to her next visit.

T he next few days were spent with the landscapers I hired making changes and tending to the many gardens surrounding the house. I always thought of my mother when I did this. She was a gardening fanatic and spent hours taking care of the plants and flowers. When she died my wife replaced her and loved doing it. Now it was my turn to be the custodian of all the beauty they had brought to life all over the estate.

Some times when I was working on a particularly beautiful spot I had to just stop and admire it in communion with the plants, the birds and the insects. If I dared shed a tear they would remind me:” Don’t cry because they are no longer here, smile because we got to be with them”

By the time Thursday came around I was eagerly awaiting Tiffany’s arrival. When she rang the front door chime I hurried to answer it. This time I was even more startled by what she was wearing. I had never seen shorts that tiny on a grown woman. Her top was a pink bra that was completely transparent.

“Hello Tiffany, it’s very nice to see you”.

“Hello Jeff, it’s good to see you too. Are you ready for another massage?”

“Yes, I’m looking forward to it. Can I get you something to drink?”

“Some sparkling water if you have it.”

I walked to the kitchen and opened a bottle of cold sparkling water and poured two glasses then returned to the living room and put them on the table between the sofa and chair across from her. She took a sip of her water then looked at me.

“Before we get started I want to talk with you about the therapy I can provide you. I am a licensed massage therapist and I am also a licensed physical therapist as well. In addition to that I spent a lot of time in a Zen monastery while I was in college. I learned a lot about myself and I use some of the techniques I learned there in my therapies. I have a knack for sensing what my clients need pretty quickly.

Many of my clients have issues with sex and the pandemic has exacerbated those problems. In your case, you are holding in a lot of grief and loneliness. Your sex life is probably in a shamble too. Having a robust sex life is important to your health and wellbeing. You need to touch people. I know you are leery of doing that during this pandemic but I can help you with your problems. Would you like me to help you?”

“I agree with your diagnosis and I would very much appreciate your help.”

“That’s good. I was hoping you would say that, it’s also the reason I dressed this way for you today. I wanted to see if I could get a rise out of you. Now before we go to the spa what have you been doing all week?

“Are you in a rush for time today?”

“No, you are my last appointment. Why?”

“Because I would rather show you what I did this week, I would like your opinion on it.”

“”OK, show me.”

I stood and took her hand and led her to an outdoor patio on the side of the house. It was large enough to accommodate some lounge chairs, a fountain and several shrubs and some perfectly arranged flowering plants.

“Wow Jeff, is this what you did in a week? It’s beautiful.”

“No this patio has been here for a long time. It’s the shortest route to where I’ve been working.”

Still holding her hand I led her thru the patio down some small steps out into the yard to a path that led into the vast expanse of the property. We continued on the path for several minutes until we came to another patio where there were stone benches surrounded by perfectly manicured trees that provided shade as well as being a joy to look at. We paused for a moment to take in the beauty of this spot before continuing down the path.

A little further we came to a marble monument inscribed with the words” ‘No effort that we make to create something beautiful is ever wasted”

“Jeff this yard is unbelievably gorgeous. How big is it?

“Just over twenty-six hundred acres….not counting the wild area that is not developed.”

“Holy shit Jeff this isn’t a yard it’s a state park. And it all belongs to you?”

“Yes, I seem to have inherited the role of caretaker of this wonderful place. It is a privilege I accept gladly. Come along, it’s not much further.”

When we got to the place where I had been working she stopped without saying a word. She just stood there in awe of what was before her. What she was looking at was something that could have been magically transported there from a garden in Japan. Everything about it was exactly the same as something in Kyoto including a red curved wooden bridge over a Koi pond.

“You did this…in one week?”

“No, it took a couple of months to get all the material and I was lucky enough to find a Japanese landscaper that helped me. I used my regular team to do the plumbing for the pond.”

“Jeff you are a true artist. What others do with paint and canvas you do with living things. I am truly amazed. How many of these living tableaus are in this magnificent place?”

“This is number forty three.”

“I want to see them all.”

“You can come here any time you want and walk with me to see as many as are here. But now it’s time for my massage, let’s get back to the house. Would you do me a favor and walk ahead of me? I want to look at your adorable ass while we walk”.

“You will hold my hand and walk beside me just as you did before. I promise you will get an unobstructed view of my ass during your massage.”

When we got back to the house we headed straight to the spa.

“This time Jeff, remove all your clothes.”

I hesitated for a second but when I saw her remove her bra I stripped and watched her drop the tiny shorts to the floor then watched as she slowly bent over to retrieve them and put them on a chair with her bra. She wore no panties.

“Get on the table Jeff, you will have ample opportunity to examine me when you give me a massage.

I lay face down and felt her slick hands on my neck. This massage was similar to the last one with one important variation. This time she rubbed my butt. She moved my legs apart so her hands could get high up on my inner thighs and occasionally slide across my balls. When she finished my lower legs she told me to turn over onto my back. While I rolled over she moved to the head of the table.

“I’m not going to cover you so don’t feel uneasy if you begin to have an erection. That’s perfectly normal; in fact it’s my goal for you today.”

Her hands moved to my shoulders and began to rub them. Then she leaned over to reach my chest. This position brought her breasts into my view when I looked up. Each time she reached over to get lower on my chest her breasts slid across my face.

“Tiffany, you have very pretty tits.”

“Thank you Jeff, you could lick them if you wanted to. I get very aroused when someone sucks on them.”

It was an offer I couldn’t refuse; especially when she pressed one of them onto my mouth. Her nipple began to swell as soon as my lips closed around it. She let me suck her for a few minutes before replacing her left t it with her right one. I gave it the same loving treatment as the left one.

She pulled up releasing her tit with a slight pop then moved to my right side and worked on my arm then moved around to my left side. When she finished there she told me to scoot down to the end of the table. As I slid down she grabbed a cushion off of a nearby chair and knelt on it then told me to pull my knees up and spread my legs.

“I’m now going to give you a special treat. Have you ever had your balls massaged?”

” NO!”

“Well get ready for a new experience. Trust me you’ll like it.”

She put some oil on her hands and told me to just lie back and enjoy it.

“Is it OK if I watch?”

“Sure, if that’s what you want.”

I wanted to look at her face and her fabulous naked body more than watch what her skillful fingers were doing to my testis. She had such a beautiful smile and seemed genuinely happy to do this for me. I wondered how anybody could still be filled with delight after what we had all been going through for over a year now. Nevertheless her smile was as contagious as Covid and it put me at ease. Her head would tilt back ever so slowly as if she were playing a piano concerto instead of gently caressing my balls. She knew exactly where to touch and how much pressure to use to keep from hurting the fragile containers of life.

After a few minutes I felt a warm glow in my groin which gradually increased as she rubbed me. Her hands could not avoid contacting my cock as her fingers moved to the top of my scrotum. I realized that the warm glow was my ability to feel sexual stimulation coming back to life after being repressed for so long. I now felt the warm glow in the base of my cock as the blood slowly started to flow through the little valve that controls it. I was getting an erection and it felt wonderful.

She felt it too and her eyes sparkled with joy.

One of her hands moved to incorporate my cock into the massage and it got harder with each stroke of her hand. Now my cock was throbbing in her hand and the once familiar feeling of an impending orgasm rushed through my genitals.

“Tiffany, I’m going to cum.”

“I know!”

The hand on my cock was quickly replaced with her mouth just in time to receive the first volley of hot semen which she quickly swallowed. It was followed by several more as what seemed to be a year’s worth of cum emptied spurt by spurt into herwelcoming mouth.

When it was over I flopped back on the table gasping for breath.

Tiffany got up and moved beside me then started stroking my hair.

“You did great Jeff. That was just what I hoped for. Do you still feel up to massaging me?”

“I’m more than up to it, you have revitalized me.”

I rolled off the table and moved to the head as she lay face down with her arms at her side. I put some oil on my hands and began to rub her shoulders and neck. I tried to copy the way she rubbed me but it was a little difficult to stay focused with her luscious body spread on the table. Her ass was particularly distracting and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. After a few minutes I leaned forward to get to her back. This afforded her a great view of my cock thru the face hole.

“You have a very nice cock Jeff. You don’t mind if I hold it do you? ”

Before I could respond to such a loaded question with the obvious answer I felt her hand softly wrap around my flaccid cock. Her gentle fondling was warm and caring and felt wonderful. After finishing her back I moved to her right side to do her arm and her side above her hip. This was followed by her left side. Once I finished her side my next move was to the foot of the table. I told her to scoot down a little and when she did her pretty ass came within my reach. It was tempting to put my hands on those soft globes but I decided to give her a foot massage first. Her soft moans told me it was the right decision and convinced me that all women love to have their feet massaged. Finally I began my journey to her ass by massaging her legs starting with her calves and moving up to her thighs. Before going too far up I spread her legs apart to get full access to her ass and what was between those creamy thighs. The thrill of rubbing her spread through my whole body. When my hands moved from the top of her crack all the way down through it to her warm pussy my fingers tingled and she trembled at the intimate touch.

“Oh yes Jeff that feels divine, touch my pussy, feel how hot you’re making it.”

I followed her directions to rub where she wanted to be touched. A few minutes later her pussy was wet and she turned slowly over on her back.

“Play with my pussy Jeff, take your time, and rub my clit with your thumb, put your fingers in my hot wet vagina! Move them in and out until they’re covered with my juice. Ooooh Jeff that’s perfect.”

It was obvious that she was getting close to an orgasm so I slowed my movements and then stopped.

“Jeff don’t stop I’m so close, make me cum!”

“I will but not with my fingers.” Kneeling down I pulled her legs down until her pussy was at the same level as my mouth. It was then I could see clearly that there wasn’t a single hair in her entire crotch. I was mesmerized by the sight of her. She was exquisite. I just knelt there staring at her.

“Jeff, are you just going to look at me or are you going to eat my pussy?”

I snapped out of my trance and moved my face toward her widespread legs until my lips contacted the warm wet opening to her vagina. Kissing her pale pink lips was yet another incredible surprise. She tasted delicious. So much that I had to demote chocolate to be the second best thing I had ever put in my mouth. My hands moved to her naked ass and my mouth went to work on licking and sucking every part of her that my tongue could reach. She urged me to keep going at a fast pace and I could tell she was close. Then I felt her hand on my head mashing it into her pussy until she began to shake as her orgasm swept through her.

I stayed on my knees for a few minutes until her orgasm subsided. When I stood up we both discovered that my cock was fully erect.

“There’s no point in wasting it Jeff and since you are in exactly the right place you should go ahead and put it in me.”

The head of my cock was only a tiny distance away from her gaping vagina. There was no need to use my hand. But I couldn’t do it, I froze.

“Jeff let me give you some advice. If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with.”

So I moved forward until the head slipped into her. I had a fleeting thought this was the first time in over a year since my cock had been inside a pussy then moved forward and buried it inside her. It felt wonderful.

There was a beautiful smile on Tiffany’s face.

“Go on Jeff fuck me however you want to. Enjoy yourself, I know I will.”

It was then that I realized I was fucking standing up. I liked how it felt. I got to look at her naked body from her head to her pussy. I liked watching the expressions on her face as I slid forward and back inside of her.

Almost as if she could hear my thought she raised her legs and put her hands under her knees and pulled them back and apart so I could now see her ass. This position also allowed me to go deeper into her and intensified the throbbing sensations of her vagina and my cock. I increased the pace until she was softly grunting each time my cock bottomed out in her. Her juices were leaking down my legs and soaking my balls each time l pulled back.

My orgasm snuck up on me rather quickly and soon my cock was spewing hot cum into another orifice of her body. She certainly did not mind as her orgasm was urging her vagina to pulse in order to extract as much of my pearly semen as possible.

“Jeff that was marvelous. You have exceeded my expectations of restoring your sex life.

Now I know you must have a very nice bathroom in this house so lead the way. ”

She got off the table and I took her hand and led her naked to the bathroom in my suite where we got in the large tiled shower and proceeded to bathe each other. Getting to run my slippery hands all over her body was an unexpected delight. Once we finished our bath she put her bra and shorts on while I put on my shorts and a T-shirt to walk her to the door. I handed her two hundred dollars then asked her if it was enough.

“I don’t charge for having sex. I’m not a call girl. I have sex with clients that can benefit from having sex. I also enjoy sex very much. Before I leave I am going to give you the phone number of another client of mine. Her name is Donna Martin and I want you to call her because she is in a similar situation as you are. This will be a booty call. She is ready to have sex with you so you two can work out the details of getting together. I want you to have other sex partners besides me. I want to hear about this when I come back next week.”

When she had left I decided to give Donna a call. I got my phone and tapped in the number. She answered and said her name.

“Donna this is Jeff Rawlings. Tiffany Scot strongly suggested I give you a call to make arrangements to get together.”

“Oh hi Jeff, I’ve been expecting you since she told me about you. I guess we should start by picking a day and time. Are you available tomorrow around five?

“Tomorrow at five works for me, your place or mine?”

“She told me I should not miss an opportunity to see your home. Is that OK with you?”

“I was hoping you would like to come to my house. Is this just a booty call or can you stay for dinner. I’m ‘a good cook and we can eat outside.”

“Wow Jeff I wasn’t expecting dinner and sex. I would love to stay for dinner. You’ll be the first man to cook for me in a long time. I’m already looking forward to it’.”

“Then I will see you at five and I hope we both will enjoy each other’s company. Have a good night.”

I gave her my address then disconnected the call and thought about what a brave new world we live in when you can order a consenting adult sex partner as easily as ordering a pizza. And it can be delivered!

At four thirty the next day I shaved and showered and put on some chinos and a silk shirt then went to the kitchen to do some preparation for dinner. The front door chime rang and I hurried to open it. When I saw her I was glad I had dressed to impress.

She was wearing harem pants made of a shiny multicolor fabric and a cream colored blouse that looked very expensive.

She held out her hand and said “Hello Jeff, it’s very nice to meet you. This is a very nice home you have here.”

I took her hand but instead of shaking it I leaned toward her and kissed it.

“I can’t remember the last time a man kissed my hand. I can see you are a well mannered gentleman.”

I led her to the living room and told her to sit on the sofa.

“Would you like a glass of wine?”

“I would love a glass of wine.”

I walked to the kitchen and took a bottle of Dom perignon out of the ice bucket where it had been chilling. I extracted the cork carefully so I didn’t spill any and poured two glasses then walked back to the living room and handed one glass to her.

“Here’s to a wonderful night Donna I’m very glad you are here.”

She tipped her glass then took a sip 0f the wine.

“Wow Jeff this is champagne, and a very good one you’re going to spoil me.”

“Champagne is my favorite wine and this is an occasion to celebrate Are you OK with fish for dinner? I have a filet of silver salmon that a friend of mine sends me from Alaska that I can cook on the grill if you eat fish.”

“That sounds delicious salmon is a fish that doesn’t’ taste too fishy to me. What can I do to help?”

“You can help carry the napkins and the silverware out to the patio where the grill is while I prep the salmon. Then you can help make a Caesar salad if you like.”

Dinner was ready in half an hour and dining on the terrace with an attractive woman was a pleasure I had almost forgotten how to enjoy. I made the portions smaller than usual so we wouldn’t be too full for the main event. We finished eating and cleaned up quickly then took a little stroll through the gardens before heading to my bedroom.

I let her use the bathroom first then used it myself to brush my teeth and pee. When I came out of the bathroom she was sitting in the middle of the bed wearing only her blouse.

“I wasn’t sure if you would rather undress me so I just took off my harem pants and panties. ”

I answered her by taking off my under pants and walking naked to the bed.

“You’ve done a good job so far so go ahead and finish.”

She slipped out of her blouse then removed her bra and reached over to the bedside table to lay them on top of her pants and returned to the center of the bed.

“Is there anything in particular you would like to do to get started?”

“I don’t have a script if that’s what you mean in fact I don’t remember what I did the very first time I was in a similar situation. I want to make sure that Sade was right when she sang ‘It’s never as good as the first time’ I think I’d like to just look at you and get to know you. Would that be OK?”

“Jeff it takes a lot of courage for a woman to allow a man she has just met to examine her. It’s like the first time she goes to a gynecologist.”

“Donna, I don’t want to examine you, I want to admire you. I want to touch you and feel the different textures of your skin. I want to inhale your fragrance then kiss you and lick you and know every part of you. Is that OK with you?”

“Oh Fuck Yes! Get started. You’ve already got me turned on.”

She lay on her back and I pulled her legs slightly apart then straddled them. The tip of my cock barely touched her chest as I lowered my head and kissed her. It was a gentle kiss that told me how soft and sweet her lips were. She exhaled slowly and I inhaled her breath. Doing that seemed even more intimate than kissing her. The aroma of her breath made my face flush as I savored it. I moved to the right and brought my lips to her neck then kissed my way down from her head to her shoulders and continued to her throat. I could feel her relax as I continued kissing over to her left side. From there I moved down to the top of her breast. I paused to admire them. Even lying on her back they retained a perfect shape and softness without a hint of sag. Her nipples were a beautiful shade of pink.

“Do you like my boobs Jeff?”

“What’s not to like? They’re perfect.”

“I happen to agree with you. I got very lucky in the breast department.”

She moaned when I lowered my head and enclosed as much of her soft globe as I could fit in my mouth and began to lick and suck on it. Her eyes closed while we both enjoyed what I was doing to her. When I moved to the other one she was noticeably more at ease as I nursed her breast. Whatever reluctance she had to my admiration had almost evaporated. Instead of tolerating it she was actively participating in it. She pressed her breast against my mouth and put her hand on the back of my head and pulled it closer to her. I moved down, kissing my way over her stomach and stopped to lick her navel before continuing to the top or her mound. It was sparsely decorated in the same brown hair as her head. As soon as my hand slid slowly over it she opened her legs as wide as she could to offer me total access to her pussy. When I moved between them she pulled her legs up so my mouth could easily reach her clit as well as her vagina. I had to pause again to just look at her. Her lips were the color of a peach that was still on the tree. They begged to be sucked on and pulled by my lips before being licked by my tongue.

“Jeff I don’t think you are admiring me anymore. This feels more like adoration and I love it. No man has ever made me feel this way.”

She was right about my adoration. She lay there completely open and exposed waiting for me to show her how much of a woman I thought she was. I was not going to disappoint her. My lips were welcomed by the nectar of her juices when they made contact with her opening. She tasted as sweet as watermelon only warmer. I inserted my tongue into her vagina to search for more and it was immediately covered with her nectar. My left hand moved to her clit and my fingers coaxed the sensitive nub out of its hood so I could rub it with my thumb. It didn’t take long before the cumulative effects of what I had been doing to her produced the inevitable result.

“Oh Jeff….. I’m going….to” was all she could say before she threw her head back and I watched in awe as her orgasm seemed to explode inside of her. It was magnificent to behold.

It took a couple of minutes before she revived then she opened her eyes.

“That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. You have redefined foreplay for me. I need to pee and drink some water. Then I’m coming back and see what I can do for you.”

When she got back she kissed me full on the lips.

“Is there anything special you would like me to do for you?”

“Tiffany did something I really enjoyed in our last session. She massaged my balls.

“I think I could handle that, lay on your back.”

“I’ll get some oil to use as lubrication.

“No don’t mess up these nice sheets with oil. I have a better idea. Tiffany massaged your balls with her hands didn’t she? Well I’m going to use my mouth.

“That takes a lot of trust to put those tender little organs between sharp teeth.

“Yes it does, doesn’t ‘it? Don’t worry I, don’t bite.”

She moved between my legs and brought her mouth close to my scrotum then used her hand to elevate my sac.

“Balls are so fascinating, so warm and fragile. I didn’t spend enough time playing with my Ex husbands balls. He did kike it when I reached between us while we were fucking and squeezed them a little. It usually made him cum quicker when I did that. I don’t know why I never thought to suck on them. This will be a first for me so let me know if I cause you any discomfort.”

“Count on it!”

Still holding them cradled in her hand I felt her mouth open a little and her tongue tentatively lick my right ball. She was being very careful as she increased the speed of her licks and moved her mouth over and around my ball until she opened her mouth wider and sucked hard enough to get the entire ball in her mouth. This actually felt very good despite her just holding it still in her mouth. Then I felt her tongue explore the newfound prisoner seeing what she could do with it with her tongue and cheeks. She was a fast learner and soon discovered she could pull on it gently and roll it around while she licked it. She opened her mouth and released it then switched to the left ball and performed the same treatment on it before releasing it.

“How does that feel Jeff?”

“It feels marvelous.”

“I didn’t hurt you did I?

“No, quite the contrary it’s almost as good as Tiffany.”

“Well she had two hands and I only have one mouth. I’ll see what I can do to improve this talent I didn’t know I had.”

I felt her hand move to the bottom of my sac and slowly mashed the skin to make both balls distend. She then opened her mouth wide and slowly enclosed both balls in her warm mouth then began moving her lips and tongue around and over both balls to explore the limits of what she could do to them. Now this felt as good as what Tiffany had done. Her eyes were open and the proximity of my cock made it impossible for her to miss that it was getting harder. This caused her to remove her mouth and put the copious amount of saliva in the palm of her hand then move it to surround my cock and begin to stroke it before putting both balls back in her mouth. She continued this combination of sucking and stroking for a few moments before she stopped and rose up to kneel on the bed straddling me and aligning my cock to her vagina then pushed down and embedded it inside her.

“My ex didn’t like my being on top when we fucked so I rarely got to do it. I hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all. In addition to you doing all the work I get the added pleasure of watching your beautiful tits bounce up and down.”

Her up and down n movements were interspersed with her sitting and grinding on me with her pelvis doing a great hula dance. The big smile on her face told me she was really enjoying this and so was I. When she picked up the pace I knew we were both getting closer to orgasm. I used all my self control to hold on until she came first. I didn’t have to wait long.

“Oh Jeff I’m going to cum! Do it with me, cum for me Jeff!”

That was all the persuasion I needed as I felt her throbbing vagina seemingly suck the semen out of the balls she had so recently ensconced in her mouth. Watching a pretty woman sitting on me while she was having an orgasm was a glorious thing to experience. My orgasm seemed to intensify hers and made her even more beautiful.

When her orgasm subsided she reluctantly lifted her leg over me and moved forward to lie next to me I. checked the clock and saw it was after midnight.

“Donna it’s after twelve. If you want to leave you should get going.”

“What if I don’t want to leave?”

“You would make me extremely happy if you would spend the night right where you are now. I hate sleeping alone and I miss having someone next to me in the bed while I sleep more than I miss sex.”

I turned to face her and wrapped my arms around her then kissed her full on the lips. She kissed me back and soon we were asleep in each others’ arms.

I woke up at eight and saw her lying on her side looking at me with a happy look on her face.

“Donna did you sleep well?

“That was the best sleep I’ve had since my divorce. It was lovely. You can go first in the bathroom and I’ll go make us some coffee.”

“I’d much rather we both go to the bathroom and after we take a shower we can make coffee together.”

This was the second time I had bathed with a pretty woman and I was developing a fondness for it. Sliding my soapy hands all over her body was a great way to start the day. We got dressed and after a cup of coffee I walked her to her car.

“I had a wonderful time Jeff. You can call me any time if you want to get together.”

“You can call me too any time you feel like hooking up. You are definitely at the top of my girlfriend list. I really enjoyed your company.”

I spent the next few days doing things at the house, much of the time in the gardens. When Thursday came I was glad to see Tiffany again. She wore short shorts and a skimpy halter top and stripped out of them as soon as we got to the spa. I stripped too since being naked had become required for our massages.

After she spent some time on my neck and shoulders she told me to turn over on my back. She stood at the end of the table and coated the entire front of her body with oil then hopped up on the table and lay on top of me. She kissed me then started sliding up and down massaging my body with hers. This felt similar to what we did to each other in the shower but even more erotic. Her tits felt marvelous rubbing against my chest with her nipples getting stiff. I moved my arms from my sides and brought them over her back and cupped her ass in each hand. There was oil on my palms so I started massaging her ass while she continued to slide on my chest. She slid up enough so my hands could reach between her legs. Now I could reach all the way down through her ass crack to her pussy. It was warm and wet as I played with her lips and rubbed them between my fingers. Something else began to get stiff and it belonged to me.

She felt my cock swelling and moved down to embrace it between her legs and began to raise and lower her pelvis massaging my cock with her pussy. This felt almost as good as fucking her. After a few minutes she rose up and straddled me with my fully erect cock in her hand pointed directly at her vagina. She looked at me and smiled then slowly lowered her pelvis and guided my cock into her wet pussy pausing for a few seconds before pushing down to engulf it completely.

She just sat there looking at me with this angelic smile. I had never felt so connected to another person. There was no need to speak. We were in a place without words and all we needed was to let our bodies do what they were made for. I could feel her vagina throb and my cock throbbed back to her. This silent communication continued for several minutes while the mutual throbbing built up our arousal to a point where I suddenly felt it turn into an orgasm and began spurting hot cum into her causing her to join me in orgasmic bliss. It took several minutes for our shared orgasm to subside. She leaned over to lie on me, freeing my cock from her pussy. She kissed me then said

“Do you see what love can do?”

“I’ve never had a sexual experience like that, it was wonderful. Does this mean we are in love?

“Yes and you should be in love with other women too. That’s why I want you to have sex with other partners. It’s OK to share your love with more than one person. You are capable of much more love than you know. I think that’s enough massage for today. Let’s go play in the shower and you can tell me how you and Donna got along.”

Bathing with her was as much fun as having sex with her and I told her about my date with Donna. She was delighted to hear that we hit it off so well. It seemed strange to be washing her pussy while I told her about doing the same thing with another woman. I was convinced there wasn’t a jealous bone in her body. Oddly enough, I wasn’t the least bit bothered by her having other boyfriends. I was beginning to see the advantages of not being married to one person for the rest of my life. Hopefully the women I would meet would become my friends.

After finishing our bath we got dressed and when I paid her she handed me a note with a name and phone number on it.

“This is your next girlfriend. She’s young but she’s a total sex machine. You will like her. It would be a good idea to get some Viagra.”

As soon as she left I called the number on the note. She answered and said her name.

“Hello Tracy my name is Jeff Rawlings, I’m a friend of Tiffany and she gave me your name and suggested we get together for some fun. Are you interested?

“Oh yes if you’re one of her friends I’m definitely interested.”

“Are you available tomorrow?

“Yes any time after my last classis over at three. I still live with my parents so I’ll have to come to your place.”

“That’s’ OK I will send you a text with the address. I’m looking forward to meeting you. See you tomorrow.”

After I sent Tracy the message I got a beer out of the fridge then did something I rarely do. I went to the living room and turned on the TV and watched the news. It didn’t take long for the news to depress me and remind me that I lived in my own world surrounded by beauty and peace. I turned the news off and watched a movie then went to bed.

I spent the day as usual having a light breakfast then working in the gardens until two thirty then shaved and showered. I dressed casually in white jeans and a short sleeve shirt.

When the door chime rang I walked to the door not knowing what to expect. I opened it and saw a young girl with golden hair down to her shoulders. She was wearing what you would expect a freshman college girl to wear. She smiled and said

“Hello Jeff I’m ‘Tracy. I’ve been excited about coming here all day.”

Before I could say anything she moved forward and hugged me, while raising my arms to hug her she added a kiss to the hug. She tasted as sweet as cotton candy and felt wonderful in my arms. I reluctantly pulled back and invited her in then led her to the living room.

“Wow Jeff this is a beautiful home.

“I’m glad you like it. Please don’t take this the wrong way but are you sure you are over eighteen?

“I’ll be nineteen in four months; would you like to see my driver’s license?”

“No, I trust you. But what is a cute young woman like you doing with a man my age?”

“There are two reasons primarily. One is that boys my age are not very good at sex. Most of them are only concerned with their own satisfaction. Many of them drink too much and that hinders their ability to perform and I have to smell beer while I’m being fucked. So far the older men I’ve been with are experienced, considerate and appreciative. I have a feeling you will be too. The second reason is Covid. I don’t trust boys my age to be vaccinated. I am and I know you are because Tiffany wouldn’t recommend you if you weren’t. There is also the problem of finding a place to have sex. Most of the boys at the college live in dorms or frat houses so there’s little privacy. I still live at home so I can’t bring someone home to have sex. And I absolutely refuse to fuck in a car.

“Well Tracy those are very good reasons. You’ve obviously put a lot of thought into the quality of your sex life; I have to admire you for that. Do you have any other requirements I should be aware of?”

“I prefer to be very clean before engaging in sex and I expect my lover to be clean as well. I’ve been in classes most of the day and I would greatly appreciate taking a shower before we get down to business. You are invited to join me. I find bathing together to be a great way to get to get comfortable with a new lover.”

“I would be delighted to join you in a shower Tracy. I have a lavish bathroom with plenty of space and gadgets that should meet your standards. Come along and we can get started.”

I led her to my bedroom and she squealed with joy when she saw the bathroom. I showed her where she could hang her clothes and she wasted no time in taking them off. I undressed and we walked into the shower where I turned on the water in one of the six sprays. I had quite a large selection of soaps, gels, bath washes and other bathing accessories and told her to take her pick. She chose one and picked up a soft sponge then poured some of the bath wash on it and handed it to me.

“You can wash me first and you don’t need to hurry. I love this shower!”

I was getting very fond of washing naked women since they all wanted to play in the shower before and after sex. It seemed to be a natural form of foreplay. Rubbing my hands as well as my face over a woman’s body was a tactile sensation that made my body tingle. Touching each part induced an appreciation that I had never been aware of before. In some way they were all the same but in other ways each was unique.

By the time I got down to her crotch I knelt to wash her pubes. She took my wrist and held it while she sat on one of the stone seats that were spaced at intervals along the walls. Then she spread her legs wide and bent her knees to put her feet up exposing her entire crotch to me. It was obvious she didn’t have any inhibitions when it came to nudity and sex. She gave me a sultry smile that was an unspoken invitation to wash her however I wanted to.

Putting down the sponge I began to wash her with my hands using my fingers to explore every part of her inside as well as outside. My actions were accompanied by her soft moans.

It was time for her to wash me so I stood up and helped her stand so she could bathe me. As soon as she picked up the sponge we both noticed my cock was fully erect.

“It looks like you enjoyed bathing me as much as I did. I almost came while you were washing my pussy. ”

She did a wonderful job washing me but omitted sucking my nipples as I had done to her. She was eager to get to my crotch. She told me to sit down and knelt in front of me to put one hand on my hard cock then poured body wash on it with her other hand and put the body wash down. Her hand moved to enclose my balls o she could wash them.

This combination of slow motion hand job and slippery ball massage felt glorious but if it lasted too much longer I would cum like a geyser. She knew this and stopped before I came.

It was time to get on with the program so we got out of the shower, dried off and went back to the bedroom where she told me to get on my back. As soon as I did she straddled my chest and moved toward me until her pussy was over my mouth.

“I want you to see how good a freshly washed teenage pussy tastes.”

That was definitely the first time anybody had ever said that to me. I was more than happy to comply with that request and brought my hands up to put them on her butt cheeks then pulled her to my eager mouth and began to lick from the bottom up. This wasn’t the first freshly washed pussy I had tasted but it was fast becoming the best tasting one. There is just something about young pussy. I couldn’t seem to get enough of licking her as I alternated between her vagina and her clit. My hands moved over every inch of her ass pulling her cheeks apart to get my fingers between them so I could slide from the top to the bottom.

“Stick your tongue in my vagina and keep it there while I rub my clit!”

It didn’t take long before her juices were flowing into my mouth and her moans increased in intensity signaling her orgasm. I moved my hands back to her ass and squeezed the soft pillows while she began to shake

“Fuck! Jeff you really do like to eat pussy. That was fabulous.”

“It’s becoming my favorite activity; next to working in the gardens.

“Well you’re very good at it. I’ve heard about your gardens could I see one?”

“After you get your pussy off my face and slide down and put my cock in it so I can watch you have another orgasm.”

“Oh wow Jeff, I get to fuck you!”

“That’s why you’re here isn’t it?”

“Yes but most guys would rather be on top. I like being on top; it gives me control.”

“That’s fine with me; it allows me to look at you better.

She rose up and slowly slid down the bed until her slit was directly above my cock.

“Before I put your cock in me I want to lick it a little bit.”

She moved back a little until she could bend over enough to get her mouth on my cock then wrapped her hand around the shaft. She held it like an ice-cream cone and began to lick the head from where her hand was up to the top, after doing this for a while she put the head completely in her mouth and began swirling her tongue all around it while her hand began to slowly move up and down the shaft.

My cock was about three quarters erect when she started sucking it but it was quickly getting to full erection. She removed her hand and surprised me by pushing down and engulfing my entire cock in her mouth. She held it there while her hands moved to my balls and began to caress them. This caused my cock to pulse as it went to rock hardness. A minute later she slowly rose up and let my cock slide out of her mouth covered in her saliva and my pre cum.

“Now your cock is ready to go inside me.”

Quickly aligning the tip of my cock to her slit she pushed her hips down and inserted half my cock into her wet hot vagina then paused, took a deep breath and smiled at me.

Her sparkling eyes told me all I needed to know about her. She was ready to fuck. She pushed down very slowly as if she was savoring every millimeter of my cock as it disappeared into her until finally it was completely inside her.

“Oh Jeff that feels wonderful I love having a hard cock filling my pussy. Thank you for letting me do this.”

She leaned forward a little and began raising and lowering her hips in a nice easy pace. She knew exactly how far to rise before pushing back down. I could tell how good this felt to her but I could feel how great it felt to me. I didn’t have to do anything but lie there and watch her pretty tits bounce as I studied every glorious naked part of her.

She leaned back and put her hands on either side of her and kept fucking me with back and forth movements instead of up and down. This position exposed both our crotches and where we were joined. It was like watching a porn movie with me in it. She picked up the pace and began to moan as she thrust. I could feel the first signs of my own orgasm and knew it wouldn’t take much more to make me cum.

“Tracy I’m going to cum!”

“Do it Jeff, s pray it inside me, fill my pussy with your hot cum!”

That was all it took to start my orgasm. I pushed my hips up to get every inch of my cock in her just as the first load of semen raced through my throbbing cock and into her wet vagina which began to spasm as if trying to suck out more.. Our orgasms fed off each other; the more I ejaculated, the more her throbbing pussy demanded until I was completely drained. She pulled away and fell on her back with her legs spread wide apart. I rose up on my elbows and watched in total fascination as our combined fluids slowly oozed out of her for several minutes. It was a sight that engendered another erection by the time it was over.

“Damn Jeff that was fantastic; judging by the mess I’ve made on your sheets. ”

“Don’t worry about the sheets, I have more.”

“Sheets aren’t the only thing you have more of; I can’t believe you’re still hard.”

“That hasn’t happened since I was your age. I must really like you.”

“Well there is no point in letting it go to waste, do you want to fuck some more? This time you can be on top.”

“We need to take a break. I need some water and I promised to show you one of the gardens. Let’s go to the kitchen and get a drink then we can go outside.”

“Should I put on some clothes?”

“No there won’t be anybody out there but us and Mother Nature.”

“Oh goody, I like to walk around naked.”

“I like you walking around naked too.”

We walked to the kitchen and drank some sparkling water then I told her to wait while I went upstairs and got a large box and returned to the kitchen. From there we walked to the side of the house and out onto the path that led to the garden I wanted to show her. It was called the fountain garden because the focal point was a very sophisticated array of fountains that were capable of spraying hundreds of patterns of water in synch with colored lights all over the garden; most of the time only the small fountain in the center was active.

“This is a lovely garden Jeff; I like the sound of the water.”

“If you like that you will love what I’m going to show you now.”

I led her around to the back of the garden to a large room that contained all of the computers and control systems for all of the lights and water jets. There was a large round metal device shaped like a big umbrella hanging over the main fountain in the array. It was camouflaged to look like an overhanging tree.

“What is this thing Jeff? It looks like a flying saucer that crashed into a tree.”

“This is something very rare and expensive. It is a holograph projector that can create a very real three dimensional image from pictures stored in the computer that controls it. I’m going to turn it on now and show you how it works. You go back to where we entered and stand there looking at the fountain.”

I went into the control room and changed the image from the fountain to a picture of a famous statue then walked back to the entrance where she was standing.

“Oh my god Jeff that is incredible. It looks like a real statue that you could touch. What is the name of this statue?”

“It is called the little mermaid and the real one is in the water in Denmark. While we were having sex I got an idea. How would you like me to make a holograph of you to put in the computer?”

“Jeff; do you mean that?”

“Yes I do mean that. I want to immortalize you just as you look today. That’s why I brought that big box, the camera is inside. Let’s get started.”

We walked around trying poses in different gardens taking pictures in many different poses then returned to the fountain garden and uploaded the images. I told her to pick out the one she liked the most. She chose one of her sitting naked in a pose similar to the little mermaid with a beautiful purple flower in her hand looking at it with a pensive look on her face. I loaded the image into the projector and turned it on then went back to the entrance where I was stunned to see that the image she chose fit perfectly to show the water coming from the fountain coincided with the picture to make it appear as though she was looking past the flower and changed the whole scene into something much more erotic, as if she was thinking of her lover. Then I noticed there were tears in her eyes.

“What’s wrong Tracy, don’t you like it?”

“I love it but I don’t know what to say. You’ve made me beautiful. Nobody has ever done something like this for me. You have made me part of this wonderful garden and I will be here for as long as it exists. I love you for doing this and I know how much your gardens mean to you.”

I walked to her and put my arms around her.

“This is what true love should feel like Tracy. From now on this garden will be named the water nymph in your honor. A Nymph in Greek folklore is a minor female deity that is regarded as a personificationo f nature tied to a specific place and is usually depicted as a beautiful maiden. I would say that description fits you perfectly.”

“Jeff this occasion needs to be celebrated. I’m going to sit on one of the benches in my garden and suck your cock until it’s hard and then you are going to fuck your beautiful maiden because that’s what nymphs do.”

She sat down and I walked to stand in front of her.

“Put your cock in my mouth and fuck it so it feels good to you. I’m going to massage your balls while you do that. Don’t cum in my mouth; this is just so you get nice and hard then you’re going to fuck my pussy until you fill it up with your cum.”

Despite my going slow sliding my cock in and out of her warm mouth the combination of blow job and ball massage brought me to full erection quickly so I slid my cock out of her mouth to let her know I was hard. She let go of my balls and stood up then turned around and put her knees on the bench and leaned forward.

“Now put that hard cock in me and fuck me doggy style. I like doggy because you can go harder and get deeper into me. It’s also a better position for me to use my hand to rub my clit and allows you to reach over and hold my tits with your hands.”

I moved to stand close behind her and looked down to see that pretty teenage ass and used my hand to rub the tip of my cock up and down her slit to get her ready then pushed forward to enter her. She groaned as it moved slowly deeper into her hot vagina until my cock was all the way inside her. She was right about my cock getting deeper into her because it felt like the tip was bumping onto her cervix with each insertion. My hands were on her ass and I used them to push and pull her hips to increase the speed of my own hips as I banged into her with each stroke.

Standing behind her allowed me to see the projection perfectly. Looking at her face and her tits and her pretty hair while I pounded my cock into her was surreal and was enough to start my orgasm. I continued to look at her face while my cock continued to spurt hot globs of cum deep inside her. Her climax joined mine as her vagina pulsed in orgasmic spasms intensified by her fingers frantically rubbing her clit

“OHMY GOD J eff. That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. Be careful pulling your cock out of me, I might collapse if you do it too fast. I guess we proved one thing; I’m definitely a true Nymph.”

We finally managed to stand up and I walked behind the projector to turn it off. Then we headed back to my bedroom to take another shower then she got dressed and left after giving me another kiss.

Having incredible sex with a teen ager seemed to be a turning point in my life. I had completely embraced this new life style. I had a growing list of women that were wonderful sex partners and they were also good friends. Amazingly, none of them seemed to be jealous or possessive.

I was finally alive again and most importantly I was happy. When I thought about my wife it was fondly not sadly. What more could I possibly need?

I would get the answer to that question two days later.

I was working in the gardens when my phone sounded the alert for a call. I saw it was Tiffany and answered it. She asked me if she could come to my house in half an hour and I told her she could then asked her if this was another girlfriend and she said it was something more important. She ended the call and I went back to the house to clean up and put on clean clothes. The door chime rang and I hurried to answer it. I was surprised that there were two other women with her and led them to the living room where they all sat on the sofa. She introduced the older woman as Edith Marsh who told me that she was the director of a national placement agency that helped refugees in danger from people in their home countries that were trying to find them and return them to be arrested or killed. She then introduced the young woman with her as Yuyan from Hong Kong. She told me that she had barely escaped from her home days before her parents were arrested and put into prison in a remote facility in China.

She had been staying with her uncle in Los Angeles but it was much too dangerous in her uncle’s home for her and her uncle because there were Chinese agents all over California looking for refuges.

“Mister Rawlings, This young woman is in a desperate situation. She is a college graduate, twenty one years old, speaks English and needs help. Tiffany told me about you and this wonderful home and it appears to be an ideal place to shelter Yuyan.

Could you find it in your heart to let her live here?”

“I wasn’t expecting anything like this but you are right, this is an ideal place for somebody in her situation. Yuyan, would you please stand up so I can see you? I didn’t get I didn’t a good look at you when you came in.”

I watched her stand up slowly with her eyes looking down as if she was afraid of what I was going to say to her. She needn’t have worried. I couldn’t say a word because I was rendered completely speechless by her beauty. I just stood there spellbound by her. I was finally able to move and walked over to stand in front of her. I took her hands in mine and held them.

“How could anybody refuse to do everything they could to protect you from harm? I would be honored to let you live here with me.”

It would take me pages to try and describe just how beautiful and precious she is but it would not come close to being accurate. Suffice it to say that if you could design the physical attributes of the perfect woman, the she would look like her.

“”Mister Rawlings before you commit to doing this I must show you something. I need to go to my car to get it, I’ll be right back.”

While Edith was gone I looked into her eyes which were now looking back at mine. I thought she would have a look of relief in them but I saw fear, worry and despair instead. When Edith came back in Yuyan flinched and lowered her head anticipating something dreadful. When Edith walked into the living room she slid to the side so I could see two more young women behind her. What I saw totally flabbergasted me. They were both exact copies of Yuyan.