I, Candi Ch. 11: Candlelit Vigilante

As the candles in the room flickered so did Joe Palmer's heart.

Candi Palmer his daughter-in-law kissed him warmly, rolling her tongue inside his cheeks. He hadn't French kissed anyone in the last fifteen years since his wife Maggie died from cancer. The thought of her came flooding back. Guilt too had a precense.

Still, his daughter-in-law's sensual allure and touch had a massive hold on that empty spot in his soul.

Straddling his lap while sitting on the bed she did her best to maintain his gentleness. Not only were her lips warm and succulent but her palms caressed his scalp and neck. The sensations were hard to overlook. After a few minutes she led her hands down to his polo shirt and began to lift it up over his waist then eventually his chest. Arms moving to escape, Joe broke the kiss just long enough to whip the shirt over his head and fling it aside.

Immediately she dove back into his kisses as his hands rolled up and down her spine. Her 34D tits pressed hard against his hairy chest and he could feel her nipples stabbing him. His left hand moved up her neckline and onto the back of her head to grip it tenderly to fuel her passion.

Her own hands trailed her nails along his shoulders and upper back. Finally, she gasped from the attention and mumbled, "Damian!" Hearing this made Joe hesitate and breath in reality.

"I can't do this, Candi. I love my son. I love you, his wife. I've gone farther these last few weeks than I should have." Her hand immediately palms over his lips and she kisses his forehead. All he could do was stare deeply into her big blue eyes and he began melting. The temptation was intense but his guilt consumed him.

Finally she nudges him back to lay on the mattress giving her the freedom to kiss his chest and neck. He merely gazed up at the ceiling until the sensations forced his eyelids shut. He gave up as she took control and continued her probing kisses down his torso and over his abs. Toiling there her fingers unbuckled his belt and unfastened his khaki's. Seconds later she had her hand down his underwear and was stroking his meaty cock.

Growling under his breath he allowed her to step off of him and escort his pants and boxers from his body.

Kneeling on the floor beside the bed she immediately forced her upper body between his legs until her tongue was rolling up his ballsack clear until it reached the foreskin of his crown. Time and time again she pelted his sack with her saliva. Nibbling and pulling at it gently. Sucking it's fullness. Her eyes daring him not to blink as hers were defying logic.

Joe grit his teeth and hissed, "Dammit, Candi!"

That was when she leapt higher to engulf his cock into her mouth and began swallowing his cock deeply. Moving up and down feverishly allowing moments away to return to licking his scrotum. The bulging ball sack mesmerized her.

He recalled the first time she had done this, in his car outside the strip club in St. Louis. Then, the second time when she took both his cock and his youngest son Kevin's dicks into her mouth at the same time. This much he definitely enjoyed. It was what was coming that he dreaded.

After warm sighs pelted his pubic region her fever was growing. She finally halted her enchantment and crawled up over him to straddle his cock. Her hand reached under and aligned it perfectly before she sat down on him. Warm wet rhythm's gyrated over Joe. His eyes fluttered to look up at her propped over him. Eye's met and stared passionately.

He could tell she was focusing her mind on Damian. This helped his regret. At least this wasn't about Joe himself he thought. Yet, it was impossible to let himself envision Maggie.

Instead he pulled her down and began kissing her again. This led him to begin thrusting up into her to compensate taking away her freedom to ride.

She moaned softly into his mouth as he was succumbing to his own hostile takeover. Long moments they softly frolicked. He then released her and nudged her to sit up. He wanted to watch her ride him.

She stared at Joe intently as she arched her hips and thighs up and down. He enjoyed her glow in the candlelight.

Watching her tits bounce and jiggle was a sight to behold. So perfect. So well poised. So delicious he thought as his fingers reached up to squeeze them in his massive hands. Finally, he pulled himself up with her still in his lap and he began sucking on her nipples one after another. Her hands roamed the back of his scalp telling him how much she approved. Scalding exhales ventured over his shoulders.

She whimpered her adoration as Joe decided to give up completely.

Lifting her 110 pound form as if nothing, with his dick still inside her he stands up. Turning around to gently cradle her back and neck in his hands. Kissing her again he slowly lays her on her back and begins to fuck her tenderly in the missionary position.

She stared intently into his eyes without blinking. Each time his crown pulled out of her pussy then plunged back in her gaze brightened up. She was in love with his approach. The perfect friction on her G-spot excited her every nerve.

"Oh,Damian. It's been so long. I've missed this so badly."

This time Joe palms her mouth and looks down at her with a creased brow.

"Candi? Back to reality. This is Joe making love to you. Now shut the hell up and start showing ME how good I make you feel."

She nods under his hand as he removes it.

"I know it's you, Joe. Believe me I do. Your every move is how Damian treats me. The way you penetrate me is identical. Don't stop, Joe. I need your love."

"I do love you, you little minx. Now shut the fuck up and kiss me."

She trembles and melts back into his embrace letting him continue his talented thrusts. Each time he entered her she whined into his mouth. Moans escalated between kisses. She was nearing an orgasm but did her best to resist. She wanted Joe to cum with her.

He himself was brewing up for a meltdown yet fed off of her emotion. Intensity rose minute after feverish minute.

She gasps, "Joe. I'm going to cum. Enjoy it with me. Please!"

"Right behind you, Kid. Lead the way." He uttered breathlessly.

His thrusts stepped it up a notch as he crawled to his knees over her and forced her hips higher. Her ankles held over her body as if earrings so that he could literally pound staight down into her. This stance caused her to cry out with window shaking brilliance.

"JOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

He concured and detonated deep into her pussy and kept pounding until her body convulsed beneath him. Finally spent he collapsed into her embrace and lay there lifelessly. Neither could move, merely tremble and sigh.

After taking five Joe rolled over on to his back and laid there staring at the ceiling. Candi rolled over and spooned with him tickling his chest hair with her nails and teasing his shin with her toes.

"Thank you, Joe."

He remained quiet as guilt returned. She noted his response and kissed his cheek, "Please don't feel this way. Damian gave his blessing, Joe. You're the next best thing to him being here. I adore you. Please don't turn away from me."

He shakes his head, "I'm not turning my back on you, Kiddo. I needed that."

She caresses his cheek and whispers, "Make love to me more often. Just until Damian comes home for good. I need you, Joe."

"Asking a lot there, Candi. Seems to me my son plans to keep you so busy you might be too sore for me to enjoy."

She giggles, "Possibly! I think I could tolerate you though. After all I just got gangbanged a mere two hours ago. I'm still here. Not sore at all."

He frowns, "I hope that gangbanging thing isn't a habit. Could ruin everyones lives there."

"I know." After a moment to ponder she rests up on her left elbow and plants her right hand over his heart, "OH! So you know Damian and my boss Mark are working out a new job for me?"

He scowls and rolls his eyes, "My boy's lost it. What I want to know is where he's getting the money for all these extras."

"I was wondering that myself. I just hope he's not doing anything illegal over there."

Joe squints in thought, "If he's that stupid to leave you behind while he gets court martialed over something hairbrained it's his own fault."

She nods and pats his chest then eyes his cock with a raised eyebrow, "I guess that might mean you make love to me until he gets out of prison then doesn't it?"

Joe chuckles, "I hadn't thought of that. I suppose we cross that bridge when we get to it."

Her hand glides down his abs and grips his cock again, "I'm still needy, Joe. Fuck me until you go to work?"

He sighs looking over at her bedside clock, "Only three hours until I have to get up anyway. Why not. I'm winded and old. You ride the horse."

She giggles, "My pleasure, Daddy."

"Daddy? I like that."

"Then, that's what I call you from here on."

Candace crawls over him and slips back into the saddle.

This time she would ride until the sun rose.

Giddy up!