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DRIVING MISS DAISY – by senorlongo

Adult story Editor April 11, 2019 Leave a Comment

I may not have many social skills when it comes to women, but I knew that my cock was somewhat larger than average. I’d measured back when I was in high school—along the top which always shorter than along the bottom. I always was the curious type. “Seven and a quarter inches,” that’s what it said, and thick, too. Too bad it was attached to the body of someone with no ability to deal with women. I’d bet at the time that it could have satisfied plenty if only I had some nerve. It did a hell of a number with Rob’s sister. Unfortunately, she married some guy from her work about two weeks later and I’d never found anyone else.

I checked myself in the mirror one final time. I thought I looked presentable. My tie was just the right length and it was centered just perfectly between the two collar leaves of my button-down shirt. My navy blazer completed my outfit. I checked my pockets—wallet, hankies, room key, breath mints. I was all set. No condoms; I doubted I’d be that lucky. All I had to do was walk down the hill and turn right onto Professors Row.

I was a few minutes early so I strolled around aimlessly until my watch read 7:59 then I strode up the walk and knocked on the door. Nobody answered so I tried the handle. The door opened and I stepped inside. I was met by a young woman who told me her name was Amanda. She was like a lower case Daisy. I wondered then how many women like Daisy would be in attendance. Plenty, I guessed. “I’m here for Daisy O’Neill.” She took a look at me and began to giggle. Then she walked away and called up the stairs. Daisy walked down a few minutes later, a smirk on her otherwise lovely face. I continued to play dumb.

As she approached she said, “Right on time; that’s very good, John. You know…I realized this afternoon that I’m not sure of your surname.”

Wow—a big word; I was amazed so I decided to pull her leg a bit. “It’s Gotti…John Gotti; maybe you’ve heard of my uncle, John Gotti—the Dapper Don.”

“I thought you said his name was John. Why would anyone call him Don?”

“Try Google. I’m sure you’ll find him there. He was quite famous.”

“Isn’t he still famous?”

“Yes, of course, but he’s dead now.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” I almost laughed. My name is John Gotti, but I’m no relation to the notorious Mafia kingpin. Instead, I simply smiled and allowed Daisy to lead me to the basement where the party was just underway. I poured two glasses of Merlot from a bottle. It was a brand I’d never heard of even though my parents were oenophiles–wine aficionados. Apparently, sorority girls didn’t necessarily have great taste. I thought the wine was a bit acidic, too. It had begun to turn into vinegar, but I said nothing, smiling instead in faux innocence.

Daisy and I danced quite a few times and she moved right into my body on the slow ones. I enjoyed those dances quite a bit and Daisy obviously noticed. She rubbed her body into my erection several times. I noticed Daisy and her friends talking quietly and giggling whenever I went to get another glass of wine. It was like a play within a play. They had me playing the fool while I was playing a different role entirely.

I’m obviously smart. One does not earn a PhD in computer engineering through stupidity. I had been at the party less than an hour when I realized that this was no Mensa meeting. Daisy was no genius. I already knew that, but her friends were no smarter. Several had asked me to explain words that I had used in conversation—words that any college student should have known in my opinion. I had a great time at the party though, mostly from the role I was playing. Around midnight I wondered what would come next. Would Daisy put her moves on me? If so…when?

She did it then, inviting me to her room. It was a great opportunity for me. No, not that way; I’d driven to Radio Shack this morning to buy some audio bugs. They were small with strong adhesive on one side. I was able to attach one to the underside of Daisy’s desk while she was distracted. Rob had installed a relay while we were partying that would collect the data and forward it to my laptop when I called for it. In appearance it was just like a telephone junction box that was stuck to the exterior brick with strips of strong adhesive. A conduit that went down into the soil below held the wires that formed the antenna. Only a real phone technician would be able to tell that it wasn’t genuine telephone company equipment. Rob told me later that night that installing it on the side of the house while the part roared inside was a real rip. I wasn’t interested in spying on the sorority members. I only wanted clues as to Daisy’s plans for me and, in that regard, I got a boatful.

I knew in advance when she would allow me to fondle her breasts and when I could chance fingering her pussy. That way I could build the illusion that she was in control of our relationship when just the opposite was true. I knew everything she had planned then made the decision whether or not to go along. Twice in January I was able to foil her plans by making arrangements for group activities when she had desperately wanted us to be alone so she could seduce me.

I allowed that to happen in early March, partly because I was really horny and partly because she seemed to be so desperate, too. Daisy invited me to her sorority on a Wednesday night when almost everyone was studying at the library. She literally pulled me up the stairs, locking the door once we were in the room. She rushed into my arms and we were making out like crazy only a few seconds later.

We had made out often, especially after my tutoring sessions had enabled her to ace the algebra course, at least that’s what she led me to believe. I knew otherwise, but she still thought I was totally in the dark about her intentions. I would have gladly fucked her had our relationship been based on more honest and open principles. Unfortunately, it was based on deception and manipulation and Daisy sincerely thought that she was steering the wagon with me as the horse and her as the driver, complete with whip. Not that I minded either her attentions or being with her. Take away her sneaky duplicitous behavior and I actually found her extremely likable. I also enjoyed playing with her tits and fingering her drenched pussy, a pussy I knew could be exclusively mine.

Now it was early March and I had decided it was time to stake my claim. My hands roamed over her body, taking a few seconds to massage her breasts through her blouse. A minute later it was off and so was her bra. I moved down to suckle, knowing how much she loved that. Even fingering her clit didn’t turn her on as much as breast and nipple play.

We kissed and it continued throughout the removal of our clothes. Daisy moved me back until I fell onto her bed. I could see the lust in her eyes as she knelt and moved her mouth toward my cock. I’d gotten into the habit of jerking off before every date so I’d be able to maintain control. Had she known how horny I was she’d have run over me like a steamroller.

She licked around the head several times, maintaining eye contact with me the entire time and smiling as she worked her way around my rock hard organ. Her hand ran over my washboard abs as she swallowed my organ—all of it until she was kissing my neatly trimmed pubic hair. I had no idea what to do next, but, acting on instinct, I pulled her up my body, kissing her and tasting the tang of my cock on her tongue as I spread her legs and pushed up. My lessons with Rob’s sister paid off now as I drove into her in a single thrust. Daisy never needed much to become really, really wet. What surprised me was how tight and how muscular her cunt actually was.

My hands found the globes of her ass as she began to ride me. It was every bit as thrilling as I had imagined. What made it even more exciting was the knowledge that she had tried unsuccessfully to maneuver me into a long-term relationship. Now, as we were fucking I wondered if I could trust her to be honest as to whether or not it was safe to cum in her. No, I decided—it wasn’t going to happen. I’d finished with my hand so many times one more wouldn’t kill me.

Holding tight, I rolled her over so I was on top in what is usually known as missionary. Supporting my body with my left arm I used my right to worry her nipples and massage her big beautiful breasts. Daisy must have really been into it because she was humping wildly, even as her legs wrapped themselves around my waist. I had been rubbing her clit for several minutes when she shuddered, closed her eyes, and arched her back. A second later her entire being shook wildly as three massive spasms coursed through her body. That was enough for me. I pulled out just in time as long ropes of steaming hot semen spurted out onto her breasts and tummy. I was completely drained by the time the sixth dribbled from my cock. I carefully lowered myself to her side, resting as our breathing slowly returned to normal.

She was giggling as she rose up on her arm to kiss me. “Mind telling me what the hell you did to me?”

“I’m pretty sure we were fucking.”

She giggled again. “I think I knew that. I have never cum from just fucking. I usually need a lot of clitoral stimulation, but—oh God—you’re so long and so fucking thick. It was incredible. Did you ever see the movie, ‘Revenge of the Nerds?”

“Of course, it’s required viewing for membership in the club. I’ve probably seen it twenty times, at least. Why?”

“I think I feel the way that girl in the film must have felt.”

“Yeah, Betty was pretty hot, but not as hot as you!” She smiled and climbed onto my chest, my cooling semen gluing us together. Daisy laid her head on my shoulder as we rested. I realized that our fucking and the subsequent brief conversation was the most honest exchange we’d ever had. I couldn’t resist a quick smile then I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Daisy and I were really sticky when we got up almost an hour later. “Let me grab a quick shower and I’ll bring back a warm wash cloth for you. Is that okay, John? By the way, I looked up your uncle yesterday. I can’t believe you’re related to a Mafia chieftain. Is that how you’re paying for college?”

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DRIVING MISS DAISY – Part 1B

Adult story Editor April 25, 2017 Leave a Comment

Daisy collapsed onto my chest with a mighty exhale that emptied her lungs of air. She had almost fainted when her head fell into position on my shoulder. I held her gingerly as my deflated cock slipped from her tight vault.

We stayed there for almost an hour in post coital bliss until Daisy began to stir. “Promise me,” she whispered, “that you’ll force me to do that every single day.”

“Force you? I thought you initiated everything. All I did was lie here and let you take advantage of me.”

“How about next time you take advantage of me?” I smiled and nodded then I suggested that we shower and go out for dinner. “Can we do it together? Is it big enough?”

I laughed. “Yeah, it’s big enough. There are a dozen shower heads in there. It’s a gang shower for this entire floor. I doubt we’ll be interrupted at this hour. I think we can borrow Rob’s robe. You two know each other.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, he’s Prof. Newton’s graduate assistant. He’s the reason why I learned of your plot.”

“You mean…you knew…you knew from the very beginning.”

“Yes, guilty as charged; I went along for several reasons. First, I wanted to see where you would go with our ‘relationship,’ and—second, I enjoyed the attention. I share a lot with Rob and when I told him that I had met you in the library he made a sour face. After dinner he accessed the class records and learned that you had quite a decent grade. He has Prof. Newton’s access code because he enters class data all the time. That happened the same day you introduced yourself to me. The next day he overheard all of your plans in the hallway after class.”

“I feel like such a fool.”

“Better you than me; at least I didn’t have a hidden agenda, but now that’s all behind us. Everything is out in the open unless you want to change your mind about my offer.”

A sly smile appeared on Daisy’s face. “Not a chance. Now that I have you I’m holding on for dear life.”

“Okay, let’s get showered up and I’ll take you out for dinner. I won’t see you for a few days. I have to fly to D.C. on business. I have a few meetings with the Patent Office about my firewall and I suspect that there will be a few other bureaus involved. I already have the university as a client. I’d love to have a few more before I graduate.”

“Could I come with you?”

“No, you only have three weeks until graduation, meaning you have finals in another ten days. Stay here and study. Make me proud of you.” I grabbed my robe and had it around my body before walking Daisy into Rob’s room. I knew he always kept his robe on a hook behind his door. A few seconds later I had tied it around Daisy’s body then pulled a couple of towels from my closet. Hand in hand we walked across the hall to the gang shower.

As expected the room was empty and remained that way until we had washed and dried each other. Rob was there when we returned. “Hope you don’t mind, but we needed another robe.”

“Hey…mi casa es su casa.” Daisy returned to my room and I returned Rob’s robe to his hook. He spoke again when we returned fully dressed. “I guess this means she accepted your terms.”

“Yes, I did, Rob and I wish I had friends like you. John told me everything you did to help him. It may sound funny, but I’m glad you did.” She walked up to Rob and kissed his cheek then took my hand as I led her out to my car. Finding a good restaurant in the Boston area is easy. I drove to the harbor where I’d found an outstanding seafood restaurant a few years ago.

We had a wonderful meal with great service. I’ve always enjoyed lobster. It was expensive, but this was a celebration—a revival of our love for each other. I drove her back to her sorority after dinner where we kissed in the car for almost half an hour before I let her go. She stopped to blow a kiss to me at the door.

I was up early the following morning dressed in my best suit for my trip to Dulles just outside our nation’s capital. I had been emailed directions from the airport, but I still got lost, arriving only a few minutes before my important meeting. The time spent in the air had enabled me to think in detail about my relationship with Daisy. I knew that I was in love with her, but could I trust her after all she had done to trick me? I thought then about Ronald Reagan—trust but verify. That would be my motto from now on.

I met with representatives of the U.S. Patent Office in a large conference room where I dealt with one of their directors although there were at least twenty other men and women present. My presentation was on my laptop with a projector that displayed the information onto a large screen. After I answered the director’s questions I turned to the others in the room, asking them, “Anything you want to know?”

I learned then who the top dog was when everyone paused to look in his direction. He looked at me and laughed. “Good thing we don’t handle top secret information.”

Now it was my turn to laugh. “I thought you did. Well…maybe not information that would impact national security, but I know that I appreciated your security when I was going for my patent.” We spoke for almost twenty minutes before he introduced himself as Secretary of the Treasury. I was in, leaving two days later with four huge contracts. I knew that Dad, especially, would be thrilled. There’d be no need for his retirement money after all.

I saw Daisy briefly when I returned to school. Finals would begin in another five days and this time was always hectic. Besides attending classes and doing the required work everyone was studying like crazy. I was relieved that this year I had no such worries although I did help to tutor a number of undergrad computer sci. students.

There was a week between the end of exams and graduation weekend. That week was spent with a number of activities for seniors and reunions for graduates. I wasn’t permitted to participate in either so I spent most of my time relaxing and packing up my stuff. My parents phoned every day because they were doing some research for me—looking into apartments where Daisy and I would live. Both were amazed when I told them I’d move out within a week because my girlfriend and I would be living together. I also took another trip to Washington where I spent four days installing my firewall on the Patent Office servers.

Returning just in time for my graduation, I was relaxing with Daisy in my dorm when my parents knocked on the door. I introduced Daisy after hugs and kisses and I could see the amazement in their eyes. Dad and I left Daisy and Mom in the room while we carried all of my stuff out to their SUV. “Wow, John—Daisy really is a stunner. How’d you manage that?”

I had always been honest with my parents so I told him our story right up to the present day. He agreed that I was right to be cautious with her, but also said that he hoped it would work out for both of us. All told we needed four trips to get everything into the vehicle then we started with Daisy’s stuff. All of her winter clothes were loaded aboard. The rest would have to go with me in the Civic.

My ceremony was scheduled with the other graduate students on Sunday morning at 10:00. I wore a traditional PhD. gown with three black velvet stripes on the sleeves and a six-sided tam rather than the traditional mortarboard. Mom, Dad, and Daisy, along with my Aunt May and Uncle David—my godparents even though I rarely attended Catholic Mass—were my guests. They were my closest relatives. I could see the pride in their faces once we met after the ceremony had ended.

Mom, Dad, and I attended the undergrad ceremony at 1:00 that afternoon. There were a lot of undergrads—several thousand—so the ceremony was long—long and boring, but I suspected that all such ceremonies were no better. We celebrated with Daisy once it had ended. I was surprised that I didn’t see her parents. “My mother is still pissed at me and I’m even more pissed at her. I told her off after we returned from their house and you broke up with me. I don’t mind at all that she didn’t come. She almost ruined my life so the hell with her. I’d rather have you any day.” Then she reached up to me and our lips met for the most incredible kiss. It would have gone on for an hour if I had my way, but after ten minutes my folks started clearing their throats—a sure signal that we should stop. Daisy was giggling when we turned red-faced toward my parents.

We hugged and kissed them goodbye so they could drive home. It would be four-plus hours to Long Island even though they were taking the Bridgeport-Port Jefferson ferry. Daisy and I had a reservation for the ferry tomorrow morning. We walked into my dorm where I hugged Rob, knowing that we’d stay in touch. We’d lived together for four years. I had no brothers or sisters so Rob was my closest “almost family member” other than Daisy and that was still up in the air.

We spent almost two hours cleaning out her room at the sorority. We were delayed several times so Daisy could hug and kiss her friends so it was fairly late by the time we left. I drove for an hour then we stopped for burgers and fries at a Five Guys on the way, stopping an hour later just outside Bridgeport, Connecticut.
We showered together; space was tight in the tub, but that just enabled me to rub against Daisy’s succulent body more often. We dried each other using all of the motel’s thin towels, draping them over the shower rod in case we needed them tomorrow morning.

We did! Daisy and I made the sweetest love, first in missionary then switching to cowgirl and finally finishing as I stood behind her with my finger up her tight pucker while I pounded her hot pussy until she came for the second time. Her bodily convulsions triggered my wild orgasm–my thrusts so powerful that they pushed her forward onto the bed with me lying squarely on her back. She turned her head and laughed then I leaned forward and we kissed. Our tongues danced back and forth for several minutes before she broke it. I slid off to her side and pulled the blanket up and over our bodies. We were asleep in minutes.

I had always enjoyed taking the ferry across Long Island Sound. It was a relaxing 90 minutes during which we could sit and rest in the sun or have a hot coffee in the lounge. More importantly, it eliminated the need to drive through New York City where either heavy traffic or an accident could tie up traffic for hours.

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