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Dear Diary

Date: 5/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: Qlick, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

he was doing my legs, they slipped under the leg of my bikini and grazed the tender spot where my leg meets my hip. After a time I heard him say,"Ok, turn over and let me get your back." I rolled over and a moment later I felt his hands begin to spread lotion on my back. Again, with the warmth of the sun and his hands sliding gently over me, I let myself lapse into a half awake state. It felt so good that I didn't notice his hands slid up under the bottom of my bikini until I felt his finger touch the lips of my pussy. It took a moment for it to register what he was doing, by then his finger had found my clit. He began to rub it gently, which caused electric jolts to shoot through me. "Wha....what are you doing?" I gasp, trying to think of what I should do, and failing miserably to get my mind to work because of the pleasure his finger was giving me. "Relax," He whispered,"relax. I'm just going to finger your pussy for a minute. You like it don't you? Feels good doesn't it?" It did. It felt so damned good that I didn't want him to stop, but another part of me was repulsed, thinking about this fat old man touching my private parts. "You....you can't do that!" I groaned," please stop!" As I protested, his finger was rubbing furiously at my clit and I could feel a hard ball of pleasure in my belly. Although I had touched myself and had a climax or two, they had always been small. The one building in my belly because of his finger felt like it would consume me. "Ok," He ... whispered,"I'll stop. All you have to do is close your legs. Pull your legs together and stop humping my finger, then I'll take it out. " "You have to stop!" I groaned again, dimly aware that my ass was pushing up toward his finger, and my climax was so close, so intense, I just couldn't bring myself to close my legs, to force him to withdraw. Through a fog I heard him chuckle and whisper,"My you are getting wet. Your pussy is saying you like this, a lot!" I didn't realize I was so wet until the squishing sound of his fingers sliding in and out of my pussy made it through the fog of pleasure filling my brain. I didn't know whether to be discussed or what. But I didn't have time to consider it long. The climax hit me and waves of pleasure filled my senses. Finally after what seemed like a long time, they receded and tapered off, leaving me bathed in a warm after glow. I felt him withdraw his hand from between my legs, then he whispered with a chuckle,"Any time you want me to put tanning lotion on you just let me know." He stood and I watched him walk toward the gate and back into his yard. For days after that I felt guilty. I was repulsed by the thought of his fat hand between my legs and attracted by the thought of the climax I had. I tried to duplicate it on my own. But found the only way was to think about what he had done to me. When I did I would climax hard. Not as hard as that time on the towel, but close. Again I tried to avoid him and did for the next several weeks. But one ...