M114 - Commander Richard Smith - Connie
From Create Your Own Story
Commander Smith smiled and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and when he opened them, there, standing next to his bunk was Admiral Thorndike’s daughter, Connie. She was standing with her weight on her right leg, her left hand on her hip, and her blonde head tilted to the side. “You never did call me.”
He frowned and lifted his head from the pillow. How the blazes could she have known about that? But then he relaxed and lowered his head onto the pillow. This was not Mrs. Nancy Carter in his room. This was Connie Thorndike. Or at least, the way he remembered her. Before he could answer her accusation, she said, “I know what it was.” The college girl hoisted the long robes she was wearing and crawled up onto the narrow bunk, settling in between the legs of the ship’s Captain. “You were offended that I didn’t swallow the last time.”
Lifting his head again to look down at her as she carefully placed her hand over his cock, he protested, “No, no. It wasn’t that at all. Things were just so hectic those first few days. And when I did try to call, you had already gone back to school.”
“Hmm mmm,” she replied, her tone sounding skeptical. She curled her fingers around his shaft and gave it a little squeeze. She grinned and winked up at him. “Well, I’m dating a Senior now and I had to learn to swallow or lose him.” She shifted around so that she was kneeling and leaning forward on her elbows. “It’s a big deal for a Freshman to be dating a Senior.”
Connie held him loosely in her fist and started to move it gently up and down, stroking him to a full erection. She lowered her head further towards his groin so that her lips were just inches from his organ, but 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 put his hands over his head, tightly gripping the pillow. 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 the college-girl’s salvia. Relaxing his grip on the pillow, he moved his hands down to gently rub her shoulders while he watched her. The visual stimulation of seeing her head move up and down over his groin was nearly as exciting as the actual physical sensations.
Moments later, audio was added by the wet suction sound of her lips sliding along his shaft.
Commander Smith squirmed around on his bunk, getting more comfortable and spreading his legs further apart. Connie interrupted this as an invitation to play with his balls, and she used her free hand to seek out his nuts. 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 head, 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 he would not be able to shove her down far enough to choke her.
"Mmmngh!" she let out a muffled squeal when Smith exploded, flooding her mouth with his cum. Rather than slowing down 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 bunk, 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 into the mattress. Connie slowed her motions, then, after waiting for him to start softening, lifted her head. She held his load of cum in her mouth. Locking her eyes with his, she swallowed, deliberately making a loud, gulping sound then opening her mouth wide to show ‘all gone’.
The Co-Ed lowered her head and shoulders and snuggled into the man’s upper thigh and groin. Smith smiled down at her in satisfaction as he stroked her long blonde hair. Despite trying to stay awake, he found himself drifting off to sleep.
Commander Smith awesome with a start about thirty minutes later. Mrs. Carter was sitting in the chair, her legs crossed, watching him sleep. When she saw his eyes opening, she asked, “As good as you remembered?”
Stretching and rolling around on top of his bunk, he answered, “Better.”
The woman glanced down at herself and then back to Smith. “I figured it was best to ‘change back’ in case anyone came in.”
Commander Smith nodded in agreement. Stretching once more, he started to arise from his bunk. “Just let me get my boots and pants on and I’ll you home.”
The woman smiled in appreciation and said, “Thank you… For everything.”
Commander Smith paused in buckling his belt long enough to reach out and stroke the side of Mrs. Carter’s face. “Oh, thank you. And for the rest of the time my ship is here, feel free to help yourself to a feast.”
The older woman tilted her head, rubbing her face against Smith's palm. When she looked up at him, their were tears in her eyes and she whispered a single word. “Thanks.”
