Colleen's Coming of Age

Andy stood on his front stepin the pre dawn darkness, turned the key
in the lock making sure the deadbolt was set, along with the alarm.
His was a safe neighbourhood, and in all the time he had lived here
there had never had a hint of trouble. Today he was taking a
well-deserved break and he wanted to get way with a clear conscience.

Just as he turned away from the door the car pulled up. The large
Buick sedan was not the conventional airport limo but it would do just
fine. Walking down the stone covered walk, Andy looked forward to his
vacation.

A television consultant, Andy helped networks and television stations
increase their ratings, a “hired gun” he thought to himself. While it
was a lucrative job he paid the price in endless, monotonous travel to
cities he wouldn’t normally think of travelling to. That, in addition
to the fact that his efforts normally resulted in somebody losing
their job, made his life pretty stressful.

Andy had been asked to speak at a conference in Mexico City, all
expenses paid of course. By fortuitous circumstance he had a small
house on the beach in Mexico and was using the opportunity to spend a
couple of weeks off there. Colleen was coming with him.

Just then she ran around the corner of the car and fairly jumped into
his arms, nailing him with a deep, soulful, sexual kiss. The Irish
genes ran deep in Colleen Fluney. She was petite, almost pixieish . A
full head of shiny, raven black hair set off large, luminous, deep
green eyes. She had a button nose covered in freckles. Colleen was
petite only about 5”4’ with a curvy little body, pert breasts, and
Andy thought the most magnificent ass on the planet. Like her
ancestors she had a zest for life that was irresistible. Sexually she
was insatiable.

Andy chuckled as he peeled her off his 6’2” frame. He held her away
from him and looked her over. She was dressed in a black cotton
sundress, quite fitted to her lithe body until the hips then it flared
out only to stop abruptly 5 inches or so above her knees. It barely
covered her pussy and ass, and when she walked in her black spike
mules, an attentive observer got a tantalizing glimpse of both.

The driver stayed in the car as Andy climbed in the big leather
covered back seat and Colleen slipped in right beside him. The car had
barely begun to move when the pixie began to stroke Andys rapidly
hardening cock through the material. He enjoyed her attentions until
she began to unzip his pants.

“Hey, hey, hey what are you doing?” he laughed as he put his hand over
hers stopping her. “Oh come on, pleeeeeeze” she begged “Its been three
weeks, since you’ve been in town, and I’m dying for a taste of your
cock. You know I can’t go long without some of your cock. Gets me all
kinda cranky” she pleaded

He knew it was true. Over the last year or so Colleen had gone from a
demure, shy financial analyst to a cock-crazed nympho. He also knew
that it was his cock that she craved, and in fact she was cranky until
she’d “had some”

“But its only 35 minutes to the airport” he continued the torment, his
eyes flicking to the rear view mirror as the driver ignored the
activity in the back seat. “I just need a little bit” she said
throatily “If you let me you know it wont take long”

“All right” he laughed “you have until the off ramp. As soon as we
drive off the freeway regardless I’m putting it away and you wont get
anymore until the hotel.” With that he released her hands and she went
to work with a vengeance. Expertly unzipping and releasing hi cock,
Colleen took the entire length down her throat in one complete
movement. Andy still marveled at the petite brunette’s ability to take
his entire thick hard cock in one foul swoop. Greedily sucking his
cock Colleen continued to emit a series of moans and groans.

As she bent over Andys lap he reached under the short skirt, only to
be surprised by the barrier of a silken thong panty. He was surprised
because she was forbidden to wear panties when with him—a rule she
hardly had to be coerced into obeying. As Andy snapped the elastic
waistband in annoyance, she barely took his throbbing cock out of her
mouth long enough to mumble “balls and plug” Andy knew this to mean
that the tight thong was ensuring that the Ben wah balls she had in
her clean shaven cunt and whatever plug she had in her ass, stayed in.

As Andy felt himself give in to her ministrations he began to tap the
handle of the butt plug that he could feel through the silk. With
every tap he could feel the tiny brunette jolt. As she increased her
efforts, he too increased his. Soon Colleen was tugging at his purple
cock as she laved the head with her mouth. Within minutes he felt her
spasm, as he too, exploded into her mouth. Colleen was moaning and
swallowing at the same time, for she did not lose a drop.

Colleen took her time ensuring that she had scoped up every molecule
of his cum. Then lavisciously licked each and every one of her long
fingers and their red nails. She peeked over the window and smiled as
the car pulled onto the exit ramp to the airport. During the five
minutes into the terminal she reapplied her makeup and her favourite
lipstick—a colour she referred to as “Cocksucker Red”.

At the loading zone, Andy grabbed the bags from the trunk after the
driver silently unlocked the trunk. As Colleen crossed the sidewalk he
saw her wince. “Whats the matter??” he asked “Oh nothing” she replied.

"I’ve got the black plug in and its quite big” Andy shook his head.
Sometimes her determination to please him went to silly lengths “Then
go and take it out” She shook her head like a petulant schoolgirl “Uh
uh..I’m so looking forward to being able to take you in all my
holes…and want tonite to be the night." Andy knew when to give in”OK”
he looked over at the driver, standing well within earshot, a couple
of feet away. He kissed her and ran his hand over her ass. Tapping the
plug one more time he motioned to the driver

“I’ll go in and check us in. You go over and say goodbye to your
husband”