Taking Patty

I could see the crotch of the girl clearly, sitting at a small table in the ice cream store where she was enjoying a butterscotch sundae. The girl was perhaps five feet away, sitting and talking with another girl. I knew the girl slightly because she lived in the same suburban neighborhood and had seen her walking by her house occasionally. Her name was Patty, I learned when one of the girl's friend had said her name when she laughed at something the girl said.

Patty was flashing me! I watched her closely, and soon realized she was fully aware of what she was doing. Not only aware but making it obvious. She would laugh and giggle and squirm in the small white chair, spreading her knees in a way that would, to some, appear accidental in her exuberance. But I saw her sparkling eyes peek at me from time to time.

Patty was a beautiful girl, slender with honey-blonde hair and creamy skin. As she sat with her friends, it was clear that her personality was bubbly and outgoing. She was a typical California girl, perhaps a bit more. She was well tanned, and her body was exquisite.

She was wearing a very tight light-blue T-shirt. Her small, but succulent breasts were molded, outlined by the garment, and from the way her nipples protruded, I knew very well that she was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were sweetly shaped. The skirt she wore must have come from the sixties; it was so short. Her legs were long and slender, inviting to the eye. The golden color of them testified to her love of sunshine.

I was mesmerized. As I gazed at her, I watched as she pretended to lose her balance on the chair. One leg shot out, and the whole of Patty's crotch became visible. The crotch of her panties seemed as tight as her T-shirt; her panties were a pale green.

Patty caught me gazing steadily into her dark eyes. I realized there was heat in her eyes, a lusty glaze, and I wondered if Patty was really the tease she appeared to be. Those eyes were unashamed, quite bold. Patty moved the pink tip of her tongue over her full lips. I caught myself licking my lips.

I shuddered and turned my eyes down, ashamed of my arousal. I could feel myself covered in erotic goosebumps. Embarrassed, I finished my ice cream left the store without looking at Patty. I got into my car and realized I was incredibly aroused. I could feel the dampness between my legs – caused by my lust for that girl. When I got home, I appreciated the fact that my house was comfortably cool. I poured myself a glass of wine and went out to my porch to calm down. A while later, the doorbell rang. Going to the door, puzzling over who it could be, I opened it to find the girl from the ice cream parlor standing there with a big smile on her face.

"Why, hello, it’s Patty, right?" I said, surprised to see the girl. "What brings you to my doorstep?"

Patty smiled and said that she had noticed me staring at her and wondered why an older woman would look at her like that. I blushed, “I couldn’t help myself, and I wondered why a young girl was purposely exposing herself to an older woman.” “When I saw you watching, I couldn’t help myself and then it really turned me on.” I felt a tingle as I realized that the young girl had noticed me and was interested.

I invited Patty in and offered her a glass of wine, which she accepted. I felt a strangeness growing inside, a warmth that was at the same time alien and exciting. Patty sat on the couch, her legs were crossed, the golden creamy thighs revealed. I joined her on the couch, and once again we gazed boldly at each other.

"Did you like what you saw?" Patty asked in a whispery voice.

I could only stammer "I think you're lovely," my voice oddly throaty.

"I saw the way you looked at me in the ice cream parlor, Ellen," Patty said with a husky voice, her dark eyes bold as ever. “It was more than that.” I jumped as Patty had placed her palm on one of my knees. I dropped my eyes down averting hers, looking at her hand, and shivered. Patty’s hand felt unusually hot, as if it were searing my flesh. "I could tell you liked what you saw," Patty said, sliding her hand up past my knee.

I felt myself tremble with a desire that was strange, a heat that grew inside me. “This girl was seducing me!” I thought to myself. I watched Patty's hand move higher, caressing my thigh in small circles, working her way higher and higher. There was an increase in my breathing rate, and I could hear Patty breathing.

Patty then took my hand and placed it on her golden thigh. She slid my palm halfway up her thigh, and slightly spread her legs. I felt a sudden clenching feeling between my legs. My pussy was reacting to the eroticism of the scene and was moist now; my clit throbbed. Patty held my wrist, moving my palm up and down her thigh.

Patty spread her legs a little wider and I saw the crotch of those tight panties again, and heard her soft sigh. Patty released my wrist, but I couldn’t remove my hand; instead, I moved it slowly by myself. We looked into each other's eyes, and I moved her hand higher. I felt the Patty’s tight panties with the tips of her fingers, and Patty spread her legs wider, leaning against the back of the couch.

"I like to be touched," Patty said in a low voice. "You want to touch me, don't you, Ellen? The way you looked at me in the ice cream parlor, I know you want to touch me."

My brain was screaming at me. “What are you doing? You’re 20 years older than her” one side said. “You know you want this, go for it” the other side whispered.

I was captivated by this girl and gave in. I couldn't seem to stop myself anyway. My fingers moved slowly over the crotch of Patty's panties; she was already moist. I traced over her puffy lips, then dragged a finger up and down the slit of her pussy. Patty moaned and twisted her ass provocatively. Then, my palm cupped Patty's wet mound; I let a finger slide into her slit over her panties.

I felt the heat of Patty’s sex burning into my hand, and I kept rubbing it gently, lightly. Patty whimpered with pleasure and began to grind her pussy slowly against my hand. I wasn’t thinking of anything, only of the delight I felt at touching Patty’s pussy and the erotic delight I felt in arousing her. Patty lifted her hips, pushing her pussy more tightly into my hand, mewing softly. “So, Patty, it seems like I’m not the only one who was turned on by your little show." Patty gasped “I don’t know what came over me; I just want you to fuck me.”

Patty sprawled back, her arms lifted above her head, that honey-blonde hair fanning out around that sweet face. I moved off the couch and knelt between Patty's spread thighs; I wanted to see her pussy. I ran my hands, both of them now, up and down Patty’s golden thighs, feeling her shivers of arousal. I shoved Patty’s short skirt over her hips and stared at the bulge of the girl's pussy. A dark green stain of Patty’s juices was plainly visible where her panties wedged between her lips.

Before I knew it, I had leaned in and began kissing Patty above a dimpled knee. Patty was twisting her little ass about in pleasure, gurgling with delight. As I began to lick Patty's thigh, I felt my own pussy pulsing in a fiery desire; I was getting wetter and wetter.

While my tongue lapped slowly along one thigh, I kept stroking her other thigh with my hand. My mouth worked higher and higher up Patty's thigh. Soon, I was licking the soft, sensitive flesh only a few inches from her pussy. I could now smell her sex. Shifting my face, I licked at the other thigh, my own eyes closed, enjoying ecstasy I was feeling.

My mouth went up and down the Patty’s creamy thigh, nibbling along the inner surfaces where it was most sensitive. At the junction with her sex, I softly bit her flesh at the edge of her pussy. I could feel her entire body shiver. My hands moved up and down the outside, and over Patty's rounded hips. I found the zipper of her skirt, unzipped her, and then pulled at her skirt until it slid down her legs and off. Now, I faced only those tight panties. Patty sighed and writhed her hips about, arching her pussy. The fresh, clean scent of Patty's sex was intoxicating. I gazed for a moment at the bulge of her gorgeous pubic mound. Again, I slid a fingertip up and down the crotch of the girl's tight panties.

A erotic moan came from my throat. I pushed my mouth to Patty's crotch, sucking at her moist panties. I bit at the panties with my teeth, then slid my tongue up and down, tasting her wetness through the thin panties. Patty moaned. I felt Patty's hands on the back of my head, trying to guide my lips and tongue. I felt her press her pussy into my mouth and I began to lick with swift movements against her thin panties. Patty pressed her thighs against my face, holding me against her sex. The feel of Patty's thighs holding me against her sent a tremble of intense desire through my body, and I whimpered into Patty’s pussy.

My hands moved under Patty’s lifted ass. I cupped Patty's cheeks, finding them tight and firm and fitting perfectly in her palms. Patty pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, exposing her pussy to my tongue and lips. I did not hesitate; I began to lick her tongue up and down the puffy lips, tasting the sugary sweetness of this delightful girl. I shuddered as I realized I was tasting Patty's pussy. I twisted my tongue about Patty's throbbing little clit then closed my hot lips over it, sucking hard. Patty shoved her pussy harder against my face and began to grind. “Inside me," Patty pleaded "put your tongue inside me!"

My tongue shot into Patty's pussy and felt feeling her walls tighten. I thrust my tongue in and out, feeling her pussy flex in excitement. Her juices began to seep from her pussy, the slippery sweetness was delicious, and I plunged my tongue in and out like a cock, fucking Patty almost frantically, and dug my fingers into her tight little ass. In an erotic frenzy, Patty turned and twisted, tossing her crotch up and down, rubbing her pussy into my face with frenzied motions.

I was now on my knees, my ass in the air, my face buried tightly into Patty's crotch, sucking and licking her sweet pussy. She waggled her ass when spasms of pleasure rippled through her. I dipped a finger in her pussy juices and then pressed it against Patty’s rosebud. “Oh, God” I heard Patty moan. Her gyrations did all the work for me; each time her behind rose and fell, my finger slipped further inside her. Guttural moans now from Patty as she pushed my face harder against her pussy and began to ride my finger into her ass. My tongue fucked in and out of those tight lips, nibbling at the rigid, throbbing petals of flesh. I was moaning softly as I fucked Patty, my own orgasm building.

Patty, with her finger still hooked into her panties to hold the crotch to the side, pressed the back of my head with the other hand, grinding against my sucking, licking mouth. Her hot thighs scissored about my head. Waves of gentle suggestions of an orgasm were going off between my thighs, I could feel my pussy convulsing in the absolutely erotic sex. Wet sounds filled the living room as my mouth locked onto Patty's pussy and my finger slid in and out of her behind.

I moved my mouth to lock onto Patty’s clit, sucking it between my teeth and then flicking its head with my tongue. I took my other hand and slid two fingers inside her. Patty gave a loud guttural moan as my fingers slid inside her. I curled them to find her button on her pussy roof. Flicking it caused Patty’s hips to grind harder. This buried my finger deeper in her behind. I could feel Patty's clit convulsing against my tongue as her pussy walls spasmed against my fingers. I was thrilled to feel Patty's succulent lips squeezing her tongue as she fucked it in and out.

Patty began to whimper "Oh, God ... Oh, God! I'm coming,” Then, her entire body shook as her orgasm exploded. I held her as she shook, feeling her ass cheeks flex as I continued to fuck her clit. My own pussy was going through a series of little orgasms. My body began to shake, my upturned ass waving about as I came.

I held my mouth against Patty's pussy, feeling her starting to relax, her body going limp. I gently let Patty's ass down, then pulled my hands away. I lowered my own ass and sat back, my legs straight out before me, facing Patty. I was still shaking from the pleasure. My cheeks and chin were wet from Patty's juices, and my panties were soaked. I watched with heavy, unfocused eyes as Patty lay where she was, legs still spread. The crotch of her panties still off to one side. I saw the pale blonde pubic hair, the pink lips of that sweet pussy, and the tip of Patty's erect clit.

Finally Patty struggled up, crossing her legs again in front of her. Her dark eyes were sparkling and she was smiling happily. "I knew you wanted to fuck me," she said in her soft, whispery voice. "I knew you would do it when I saw the way you looked at me in the ice cream parlor. And I wanted it just as much as you did."

After sitting quietly like that, Patty on the couch, me on the floor, Patty bounced to her feet and pulled up her skirt "I'd like to come back again some time if you will let me." Before I could reply, Patty was gone.

I washed my face in her bathroom. I looked into the mirror, seeing a beautiful face there. I had never had sex with a girl that young before, yet I had willingly done it with Patty, wanted it even. I just found the young girl irresistible, and I realized that I really wanted to fuck her.

I looked back at the image in the mirror, its lovely blonde hair that shimmered in the sunlight. Blue eyes that had a slight slant to them. Thin but sensual lips, and a long neck down to nicely shaped shoulders. I threw back shoulders back and looked critically at my breasts – I loved them, small with dark nipples that always seemed to be erect. I could stand next to Patty any day, although there was about twenty years' difference in our ages.

I lifted my sundress to my waist; I was panties. They were soaked and I could see my trimmed blonde bush through the wet fabric. I looked over my shoulder; my ass was very shapely, still as firm as it had been when I was Patty's age. Smoothing my skirt, I thought there was certainly nothing wrong with me.

I went to clean up the wine glasses and discovered that Patty had left her business card. I hoped it wouldn't be too long before my doorbell rang again and it would be Patty’s turn to fuck me.