Stiff Cave Adventures: Chapter I

Stiff Cave Adventures: Chapter I

Michael had forgotten just how fast an excited girl could talk as he listened to Emma traveling alongside him. As they moved off the main highway and he looked sideways, he loved the sight of the budding swells on her chest, her long blonde hair, tank top and short shorts . . . as the unexpected girl kept talking away about guys and how naughty they could be. As she kept on, Michael’s cock began to grow as he further inspected the tight outfit she was wearing.

He loved the silhouette of the almost pair shaped titties under her blouse. Both of her parents worked, and since she didn’t have any brothers or sisters, there were no hassles involved when he picked her up, especially since he had been almost a “favorite uncle” to her for most of her life.

Soon they arrived at the series of caves that overlooked the bay. It was a very warm day, but he knew the temperature inside the cave would be somewhat cool. He opened the trunk and both backpacks that he had supplied were unloaded and immediately placed on their backs. He deliberately asked to adjust her backpack and was careful to slowly run his hands along her stomach for the first time.

Her soft skin and bare midriff were extremely intoxicating. He also looked down in between her legs and was rewarded with the image of what was underneath . . . her pussy lips that showed through the extra tight shorts that she was wearing. Emma kept talking away as they moved from the parking area, chronicling some of her best friends’ first kisses and things they sometimes did with their boyfriends.

Michael had been there the day before to scout out the place and knew which caves were the most secluded. She was surprised as they passed a few good looking sites and wondered why they were moving towards the middle set of caves. Michael of course made up something about how he knew about this one particular cave that had the most fossils.

They entered the cave and as he looked both ways, he was satisfied no one else was around to see them enter. As luck would have it, Emma moved over to a sandstone shelf and immediately found what looked like the imprints of some ancient animal. They opened up a collection bag, wrapped the specimen inside some bubble wrap and continued looking.

Emma had no idea how horny Michael was becoming as he lusted for the girl so near to his grasp. But she was realizing how exciting it was to be with an older man, who she had a crush on for several years. He moved over in front of her as she inspected a portion of the floor, just inside the opening of the cave.

As she leaned forward the thin straps of her tank top accented her bare shoulders. He didn’t want to get caught, but as she leaned further towards him, the material of her yellow top moved away from her chest and he was looking directly at two almost bare breasts. He breathed in deeply as the material opened again . . . even further and he just barely caught the image of two pert dark pink buds for the first time. There was something downright exciting while looking at a girl’s chest for the first time. Suddenly she looked up catching him by surprise.

“How come I’m doing all the work?” she grinned. He knew he had been caught glancing down her top, and also that she was suddenly looking at the big bulge inside his silky shorts, he had put on earlier in the day. It was for this possible occurrence that he had deliberately left his boxers at home.

“It looks like you are enjoying yourself Emma . . . I didn’t want to interrupt you.” He knew he was blushing as the girl straightened herself up and sat on her cute little ass.

“This is kinda new for me . . . you know . . . being with a guy, all alone. You’re not one of those dirty old men are you Mr. Johnson?” I coughed, trying to hide my embarrassment as I searched for an answer.

“Naw . . . I’m perfectly normal . . . but I do have to admit, you look very nice in that outfit.” And if it were the most natural thing to say . . .she immediately asked:

“Do you think I need to wear a bra? Mom says I should . . . in fact she would have flipped out if she knew I went here with you today . . . AND not wearing one.” Innocently she cupped and briefly fondled her breast, making him very excited and almost cum.

“Why don’t we keep it our secret Emma. I happen to like girls who don’t wear bras all the time. It allows your natural shape to be more . . .ah noticeable.” With that remark Emma started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

“What you really mean is that you like to look at my tits don’t you? (Pause) “I can tell, you know?” He sat down in front of her, hoping to cover the huge rod that was almost poking out of his shorts. He had to smile at this tempting girl sitting in front of him.

“Oh really,” he asked, loving to watch her tease him. “And just what proof do you have of saying that?” he said deliberately adjusting his long cock for the second time. It was her turn to blush as she failed to anticipate his question.

“Uh . . . my best girlfriend told me about boys getting EXCITED . . .and . . .” But she did not continue, obviously still embarrassed.

“Yes . . . go on,” he said, watching her glisten as she uncomfortably tried to continue.

“Well, you’re a guy and you know . . .your ah . . .ah thing gets like hard, doesn’t it?” she said with a devilish grin on her face. She knew her parents would flip out hearing her refer to a guy’s thing . . . and that thought was partially why her tight pussy was beginning to become very moist.

“And what THING might you be talking about, Emma? I’m not certain what you are referring to.” He loved the rush of red that slowly began to cover her face. Her long blonde hair looked so cute at that moment and her pierced silver earrings dangled downwards from her earlobes and glittered in the light. For the first time he looked at her blue eyes and her pixie-like face. He knew he would have to take advantage of this first encounter and move it to the next level.

“You are embarrassing me . . . Mr. Johnson. You know darn well what I am talking about . . .that big THING in your pants that you are trying to hide . . .that’s gotten all hard almost right in front of my eyes.”

“And what name do you have for this thing in my pants Emma?” he asked, as he circled his fingers around the thick head, waiting for her response.