Sunshine Coast Pt. 05

Sunshine Coast Pt: 05

The Cottage.

I'd planned to pick up Dawn from her place at seven that night. She wasn't quite ready. Being late seemed like one of her prerogatives. I waited upstairs with Linda in the kitchen; Peter was up at the Dawson's house.

"She's getting all dolled up... got an overnight bag and she's so excited... but nervous."

"Shit Linda, it's just a party. Look at me thongs, shorts and shirt."

"It's a nice shirt though." Linda glanced over my shoulder towards the hallway, stepped towards me, then put her hand on my chest. I managed to grab her other hand by the wrist as it made a beeline for my cock. 'I'm jealous as hell, but I hope you manage to give her a damn good fucking. I wouldn't say no to another one too Tim,' she whispered in my ear.

"Maybe you girls need to get together and draw up a schedule, just leave me a bit of time for eating and surfing will you."

Linda grinned up at me. "What a clever idea. Wait till Wendy has her turn, she's going to fuck your brains out."

"I seem to remember you were going to do that." I raised an eyebrow to which she grinned, then glanced over her shoulder again and stepped back.

"This shirt... actually I pinched it off my brother. Borrowed it once and decided it looked better on me than him... definitely my favorite piece of wardrobe." I'd figured Dawn was behind me.

"Hi."

I turned to a smiling Dawn. She was wearing those jeans we had chosen and a blue blouse that had faint flower prints on it. Dawn was wearing a bit of lipstick and other make up. She looked absolutely stunning and had obviously gone to a bit of trouble to look her best. Not that she needed to. Just those long legs and trim figure in those jeans alone were enough to make me and probably my cock as well catch our breaths.

"Wow. Dawn you're a knockout. Holy hell... Are you sure you want to go out with me. I feel a bit scruffy standing next to you."

"Oh my God, look at you two. Hold on, I've got to get a photo of this." Linda disappeared down the hallway.

"Maybe we should give the party a miss and move on to the rest of the night's plans."

Dawn laughed, then glanced over her shoulder. "I'm running out of panties Tim... I had to raid Mum's drawers."

"It would suit me if you didn't have any left. That was pretty hot though."

That afternoon in the van, after I had filled her second pair with cum and stretched the elastic to the point of no return, Dawn had started to giggle again between the obligatory 'yuks' as she slid the panties down and off her legs. Wearing them under her white shorts and trying to make a discreet exit across the carpark to her car, wasn't an option.

There were little streams of cum between her thighs which she wiped off with a damp flannel I gave her, but her beautiful bald pussy was still soaked. She was giggling so much that I took the cloth off her as she lay on her back with legs slightly spread, before she supported herself on her elbows to watch me wipe her pussy clean. I probably spent more time than necessary with that flannel against her exposed privates, but the way she wriggled around indicated she enjoyed the attention. She laughed as I bent and kissed the front of that gorgeous bald pussy. I could have happily sucked onto it but having just covered it with copious amounts of cum, gave it a miss.

I guess there is nothing more intimate and familiar than cleaning someone's pussy and arse for them, and Dawn had an amused look on her face. She might have some issues, but shyness wasn't one of them. This girl was far from frigid.

"That is the rudest thing anyone has ever done to me other than what you did a couple of minutes ago. I don't think I've had my bum wiped since I was a toddler. God, it feels naughty. It makes me feel like I need some powder and a nappy."

"Umm... that's just a bit too kinky Dawn... don't ask me to do that for you."

"Spoilsport."

I checked the carpark again then leapt onto the bed. Dawn squealed as I cuddled and kissed her, my cock lying against her hairless pussy.

"Thank you for my wonderful drawing, Tim," she said cheekily.

"You're welcome. I hope it met your expectations."

"Oh yes, but I'm sure your cock isn't as big as how you drew it."

"Really. Do you want to have another look to make sure."

"Oh, I intend too. Might even bring a ruler to double check." Dawn cuddled into my chest with a smug smile on her face. "Thank you, Tim., I know you have to go away, but I want you to know these last couple of days have been the happiest I can remember for a long time. I hope you don't think I'm some sort of a pervert because of what we've done."

"No way. It's been fun for me too; don't think for a minute I didn't enjoy filling your panties for you. I won't forget that in a while. Can't wait to see what else you might have in store for me."

"Good. You know what I told you about how I ran back home and played with myself in the shower after seeing you on the beach... would you do that for me again... just wear your board shorts for me tonight?"

"Dawn... think of me as yours to do whatever you like with. It's refreshing to be with a girl who's not afraid to ask for what she desires."

"Goody."

Dawn was clutching her drawing to her chest as she made her way back to her car commando style, minus her panties after pulling on her shorts and checking for any damp spots.

The bed cover was a mess, so I had to make a trip to the laundry after she left.

Linda came back with a Polaroid camera and had us stand in front of the windows overlooking the bay. With arms around each other's waists and grins on our faces we must have looked like a couple of kids heading off to the prom.

Dawn knew where Jono was staying, and we pulled up across the street from a house with a few cars parked outside, and a bit of music coming through the front door. There were a few people standing in the front yard who gave us curious looks as we headed through the door, and at least a dozen more inside.

And there was Jono. To suggest he was half pissed would have been an understatement. He had one arm around the shoulder of a girl, the same girl I realized, who was behind the counter at 'Robbo's' music shop. In the other he held a can of beer, and his head was bobbing up and down to the music with his eyes half closed listening to another couple, but probably oblivious to the conversation. The girl grinned at us then putting her hand under Jono's chin, turned it towards us.

"Timmo!!, he yelled out and staggered towards me before pulling me into a bear hug. "Knew you'd come, ya said you would. Aw mate what a week and now I'm 21. Do you bloody believe it."

Then Jono looked at Dawn, his eyes checking her out from top to bottom before his mouth fell open.

"Hold me beer will ya Tim?"

I took it from him. He closed his eyes then slapped each side of his face with his hands. With a finger and thumb, he pretended to pull open one of his eyelids. "Yep, she's still there. Thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Geez girl you've got to be the most beautiful..." he glanced at the girl behind him, "You've got to be the second most beautiful girl in the world." We all roared with laughter.

"Hi Jono, I'll take that." Dawn kissed him on the cheek which Jono put his hand on, and pretended to swoon, grinning at both Dawn and I.

"This is my girl, Katy. She's responsible for me flying a couple of thousand miles to somewhere where I wasn't even allowed to go to the pub till yesterday. Made up for it since though." he was grinning at her.

"Hi Tim, Jono hasn't shut up about you for the last couple of days. Neither has Robbo, reckons you're the best blues harmonica man he has ever heard." Katy kissed my cheek then held onto Jono's elbow.

"Umm... so Robbo... is he here?"

"Yes, he's just having a sleep. I suppose you don't know. Robbo is my brother but a bit older than me. Robbo suffers from chronic Narcolepsy... means he will fall asleep at any time, day or night."

"Aw shit, he's a gifted musso though."

"Yes, unfortunately he can't perform in a band because of it. That's why we have the music store. He heard you were coming and is hoping you can Jam with him tonight."

"Bloody oath we can. I'd love that."

"Come on guys, drinks... grab a beer Tim and a wine for Dawn?" he looked at her questioningly.

"Yes, thanks Jono. That would be nice."

Katy and Dawn went into the kitchen together and Jono grabbed me a beer from a cooler, put his hand on my shoulder and guided me through the door to the front lawn.

"Jeez mate... what's been happening? The bloody cops came around. That big ugly bastard... said if the TV and newspapers hassle us, we were to get hold of him. And how the hell did ya meet up with a hotty like Dawn? Christ, she's got legs like a giraffe."

I laughed. "Yeah, long story mate. I just want to get on my way, but of all the people in the world to drag out of the water it happened to be the most influential one in the whole of the state. It isn't easy to just disappear."

"Fuck... told ya you know how to pick em."

Jono and I yakked for half an hour or so. I didn't mention Linda or Wendy other than I'd been up to see her, but told him all about Roger, how the girls had kept me fed at the club and I'd made a couple of surfboard sales. Things like that.

"I tell ya mate. I woke up yesterday and sat in the pub most of the day cause Katy was at work. Back home they dropped the drinking age to 18 a couple of years ago, but these wankers over here make you feel like a criminal. Every time a cop car went by, I hung out the window and gave them a wave, but the chicken shits wouldn't take the bait. Anyways mate... got something for ya." Jono looked around then put his hand into his shirt pocket before holding out his clenched fist. He dropped a couple of reefers into my hand which I put into my own pocket while checking to see no one was watching.

"Margaret River's finest mate, just be a bit careful... it'll blow your cock off."

"Thanks Jono. I'll just pop over to the van and stash them."

With my brothers and some of their mates, I'd smoked a bit of dope but not that often. When we did party gigs, my brothers and I found a bit of marijuana was a great uninhibitor and we seemed to play better, or maybe we thought we did. Gwyneth and I enjoyed a smoke when we made love. Any reservations or inhibitions went straight out the window. But! Back then getting caught with a bit of dope on you, especially in Queensland and that particular town, would probably mean a jail sentence. I doubt even my new best mate 'Jacko' the cop would help me there. Not wanting to disappoint Jono I accepted his gift but would probably get rid of it at the first opportunity. However, I wondered if Dawn might entertain the idea of getting rid of it another way.

Back inside, Jono was becoming more and more pissed, knocking back can after can. He sat on a couch with a stupid grin on his face talking a load of rubbish to anyone who came in range, so I joined Dawn and Katy who were laughing at his antics.

"I think he might be a very sad boy in the morning Katy."

"Thats okay, it's not every day you get to 21, I know what I'm in for."

"Umm... If you live here and he's from West Aus, how did you meet?

"Robbo and I were on holiday... well sort of. There's a clinic in Perth that is supposed to be the best for Robbo's condition, so we went there for both. I met Jono on the beach after he came in from the surf. He just wandered up to me and started talking. He's like that with everybody, just so gets off on life. Anyway, we hit it off, but I wasn't convinced it was any more than a holiday fling. When he wanted me to stay, I said no I couldn't. I've been looking after Robbo for a few years now and although I was tempted to hang with Jono, we had to get back to the store. Also, just between us I wanted to see how serious he was. Low and behold a month later he turns up on our door. I was so happy; I love him to bits."

Dawn and I were grinning, both of us over the moon for them. "Now Katy... Ron and Wendy Dawson have invited Jono and you along with us, to their place tomorrow night for a thankyou dinner. Just a casual thing. They'll send a taxi to pick you up around seven."

"The Dawsons! No way Dawn. I wouldn't know what to do or say and I've got nothing to wear."

Dawn laughed. "Katy... they are cool... you'll love it. I'm sure you'll have something nice to wear and if you like, I'll pick you up tomorrow and you can pick out something I've got. We are about the same size." Dawn put her hand on Katy's shoulder. "Katy it's casual... shorts and a blouse would be fine."

"Okay... shit, I hope Jono will be okay by then."

"If Jono turned up in a pair of 'Speedos' with thongs and a hangover I don't think they'd care. They just want to say thanks."

Katy looked from Dawn to me. I was grinning. "Okay. That reminds me, I'd better do this now in case he doesn't remember it. Tim, could you ask those outside to come in for a minute?"

The room was soon crowded, and Jono was probably wondering what was going on when the lights went out and in a blaze of candlelight, Katy came out of the kitchen carrying a cake on a tray. The room burst into a chorus of 'Happy Birthday', as Katy stood before Jono who staggered to his feet, grinning from ear to ear. With the lights back on Jono leant forward as if to blow out the candles but Katy squealed and had to quickly lower the tray as Jono bent over it and gave her a kiss ignoring the candles which were snuffed out on his T shirt. There were roars of laughter as Jono complete with singed T shirt took the tray from Katy and precariously plonked himself back down on the couch with the cake on his lap, where he proceeded to dig his fingers into it and feed himself a handful of icing and sponge.

The party was beginning to rock, the music got louder, and more people seemed to arrive. It was a good vibe and Dawn seemed to be enjoying herself chatting with Katy. They had known each other from school and were laughing like old friends. She was just nursing a glass of wine which encouraged me to do the same with my one can of beer. A pissed girl would have spoilt what I hoped was going to be an interesting night.

Suddenly a young guy with a girl in tow ran through the front door and headed for the back of the house. "It's the cops... it's the bloody cops." he yelled.

Others followed them, obviously trying to make an escape through the back. Cans and bottles, including mine, disappeared as if by magic and the music died. A young, uniformed cop appeared, framed in the doorway taking in the scene.

"Ebening oppicer." Jono was up off the couch, cake tray in hand. "Spose you want to see me ID" he staggered towards the door luckily not tipping the cake off the tray. "Youse can just see the 1, cause I ate the 2. It was delicious... was my darling's cake. Want some."

"Your nicked son."

I recognized the big hand that appeared on the cop's shoulder, as from behind him stepped Jacko. He looked around the room then saw me and Dawn but didn't acknowledge us.

"Right, listen up you lot. Keep the noise down and if we come back and find some of those kids still drinking then you'll all be going for a little ride. Do I make myself clear?"

There was a chorus of 'Yes Sergeants' from the room. Jacko wandered over to Dawn and I and whispered in my ear. "Sort your mate out Tim, get him to bed for fuck's sake and ask him not to intimidate my men next time he's at the pub."

"No problem, Sarge. I'll have a word with him tomorrow when he's a little less pissed."

They turned and left. The younger cop obviously confused by the turn of events.

The chatter immediately fired up. Nobody quite believing what had just happened. Jono proudly made his way back to the couch where Katy took the tray and placed it beside him.

"Did you'se see that my Darling. I sorted them coppers out."

"Yes Jono... you were wonderful. How about putting your feet up and having a bit of a kip."

"Yes, my love... guess I'm a bit tired... must be from eating so much cake... it was bloody bootiful." Katy took a can of beer from Jono, and he put his feet up and started snoring within a couple of minutes. She then cut up the remains of the cake and she and Dawn passed it around.

Suddenly, Dawn was in my face. "Let's go... I want to go now Tim." She looked a bit frightened. I glanced past her and saw two guys and a younger girl had walked into the house.

Dawn didn't even say goodbye to Katy as she headed for the door with me in tow. As we passed the first of the guys, he turned, his eyes following Dawn with a smug smile on his face. Once in the van Dawn wouldn't look at me, she just stared out the window.

"Is that him Dawn?"

"Yes... can we go now?"

"Okay. I'll just pop back in and tell Katy we need to go, won't be a minute." I didn't give Dawn a chance to object and headed back inside.

This Karl character was quite big and an arrogant looking fuck, who was obviously scouting out the lounge to see if he could scrounge a free beer. His offsider was as tall as him but quite fat. The girl was quite cute, but I doubted she was older than 14 or 15 and looked very much out of place amongst the party goers.

I talked to Katy and explained we had to go, as Dawn wasn't feeling the greatest. She looked at me skeptically, obviously aware of the real reason that Dawn had suddenly insisted on leaving once Karl walked in. It was a waste of time trying to say good night to Jono and there was still no sign of Robbo.

Since Karl was standing quite close to Jono, I grabbed a can of beer out of the cooler he had beside the couch.

"You shouting mate? One of those would go down good thanks." I looked up and handed him the can. He pulled the tab and took a sip. "Saw you with that Dawn chick... wasting your time with her mate... you won't get a root out of that stuck up rich bitch."

"Know her, do you?"

"Yeah, she's a waste of time. Could probably jack you up with a fuck though." he nodded his head to the girl standing behind him. His big fat mate guffawed, and the girl went red.

"Dawn seems like a nice girl to me. It wasn't because you've got a small dick or something?"

"What?"

"I said... it wasn't because you've got a small dick or something. Don't your ears work too well?"

"Who the fuck are you... you fucking arsehole." Karl shouted at me, almost spitting in my face and the room went silent. He was almost nose to nose with me and angry as hell.

"I'm a friend of Dawns. She said she went with a guy who had a dick the size of a peanut. I thought it must be you."

As soon as he flinched back to give himself room to punch, I struck. He dropped at my feet with the perfectly delivered head butt. It had been a few weeks since I'd last used the technique to the same effect (Carol and Gwenda). I was bending over Karl straightening him up and picking up the can of beer, when his fat mate yelled and charged at me. I met him halfway across the lounge driving a shoulder into his stomach. He went backwards straight onto his back allowing me to straddle his chest. My school rugby coach would have been proud of my effort. While he was still gasping to get a breath, I grabbed both his ears and twisted them, forcing his head down onto the floor.

'When your mate wakes up after a little sleep, I want you to tell him if he ever so much as looks at Dawn again, I'll come back, and fucking kill him. Now once you catch your breath, you're going to help me drag that heap of shit out to the gutter where he belongs because right now, he's creating a trip hazard, and it would be a shame if someone fell and hurt themselves. Got it." I was whispering in his ear so that no one else could hear. The guy whose eyes were big as saucers gave a nod which must have hurt him as he let out a little squeal.

There was dead silence as the two of us dragged Karl out to the footpath. I went back in and apologized to Katy, told her Karl would be fine, just a bit of a headache and I'd catch up with Jono and her tomorrow. As I was walking back out, the room erupted again with noise, people talking excitedly about what they'd seen, when I noticed the girl they had arrived with. She was standing in the corner of the verandah shaking. I walked up to her and saw tears in her eyes. She flinched as I put a hand on her shoulder.

"Listen love... do yourself a favor. You're a nice-looking kid and you don't want to be hanging with pricks like that. They will use and hurt you. Find someone your own age who appreciates you, or you are going to end up screwing up your life. Okay"

"Okay."

"Would you like me to take you somewhere?"

"Yes please, could you take me home?"

Dawn saw us coming and shuffled over onto the engine cover leaving the seat for the girl.

"Hi Tracey. Tracey lives just down the road from me Tim."

'Good girl Dawn', I thought to myself. Dawn had clicked to what was going on and not started asking awkward questions. The two of them talked about Tracey's parents who ran a catering business. Tracey was still shaking.

Dawn sat in silence as we headed out of town once we'd dropped Tracey off. We were heading up into the hills behind the town. Eventually she broke the silence.

"I don't know whether to hit you or kiss you Tim... I saw what you did you know, I saw through the door." she was silent again for a while. "Thank you for looking after Tracey."

"Hopefully, she got enough of a fright, that she'll think about keeping her pants on. You won't need to worry about Karl anymore. I promise you; he'll walk the other way if he sees you coming."

Silence again. We'd driven for a good ten minutes when Dawn directed me up into a driveway where I stopped at a set of gates. She hopped out and unlocked them then re-locked when I'd driven through.

"What's this place?"

"This is the cottage. Ron and Wendy's hideaway. This is where I've got my studio. It's okay, I told them we might be here tonight."

It was a stretch to call it a cottage. I pulled up behind a long low house. Dawn unlocked the back door, and I followed her into a large modern open plan lounge and kitchen. She opened some ranch sliders onto a wide deck. The view, even on a moon lit night, across paddocks and down the valley to the town with its lights was spectacular. There were garden loungers and a spa pool on one end of the deck with steam coming from it.

"Umm... I came up this morning and switched it on. It should be warm. Do you want to see the rest of the place?"

I followed Dawn down a passageway. Where she showed me two large double bedrooms with king size beds. The first of them had an ensuite.

"And this is my studio, it's a bit of a mess." Dawn opened the door to a large room, and I was immediately hit by the smell of oil and acrylic paint. There were paintings on easels, hanging on the walls and blank canvases stacked in a corner. I took my time as I looked around them. They were damned good, but it was a pencil sketch on an easel that took my attention. It was different to the rest, more of a seascape as opposed to sunrises and sunsets on single waves.

"Umm. You know how you were asking me to describe what I saw at the beach. Well, I've decided to paint that. I started it this morning."

"It's going to be good Dawn. Nice uniform waves flowing into the bay. Every surfer's dream. You might create a new market with this."

"Do you think so... better one than cocks, pussies and panties?"

We both laughed.

Back in the lounge, Dawn fluffed around in the kitchen. She seemed a bit nervous like she was meeting someone on a first date. She poured us both cokes after I said 'no thanks' to a beer then took a plate from the fridge.

"This is called 'Sushi'. Not everyone likes it, but Mum and Wendy discovered it in Japan and Wendy's chef makes it for us." The plate was filled with round rice cakes each with a different filling in the middle. I realized that Dawn had spent a bit of time up here preparing for tonight.

"Wendy has a chef?"

"Yes, and a housemaid and gardener. There is even a guy who looks after the house and cars. They've got a big boat too with a permanent skipper."

"Bloody hell. I guess there is wealthy and then there is wealthy."

"You wouldn't know it though when you first meet them, they are down to earth. Dad reckons they are both sharp as tacks when it comes to business. He calls them 'sugar coated stainless steel'. Ron is very honest, he says you will never succeed in business if you are doing something that is morally wrong. Wendy is soft when it comes to helping other people and Ron keeps teasing her that her charity work will land them in the gutter."

"They are very special to you, aren't they?"

"Yes. Wendy and Ron can't have kids. When I was young, I spent as much time if not more with them than in my own home. When I was very young, I didn't know who my real Mum and Dad were, Ron and Wendy or Peter and Linda. I've still got my own room at 'Amaroo'. Amaroo means beautiful place in aboriginal. This place is called 'Cooinda' it means happy place." Dawn put a drop of soya sauce on each of the rice cakes and handed me one. "This one is Salmon."

"What's it wrapped in?"

"Seaweed."

"You're kidding me. Do I peel it off first?"

"No... it's edible seaweed."

Dawn laughed and watched in anticipation as I took a bite. It was different to anything I'd tried before, but the taste and texture was great, and she grinned as I finished the first and then took a second off the plate. She was quite chuffed with herself.

"They are awesome. Hey, something occurred to me today... I've been meaning to ask you. Dawn and Dawson, is that just a co-incidence?"

"No... of course not. Guess what my name would be if I was a boy. You need to understand we are all one family. Like I've told you before, Ron and Wendy are as much my Mum and Dad as Peter and Linda."

"Lucky you," I smiled. "Dawn you're acting a bit nervous. Is everything alright?"

"Oh shit, I didn't think it was obvious. I'm nervous as hell and don't know why. I guess it's just the anticipation of what you are going to do to me. I know it's stupid after yesterday and today, but I can't help thinking you might think I'm a nut case and bugger off. I've asked you to do some really dirty things with me and to tell you the truth there is still stuff I think I'd like to do. I guess I've had these little fantasies or fetishes running around in my head for a while and you've given me the opportunity to make them real. Umm... I don't know why I'm telling you this but when I saw you head butt Karl, I nearly wet myself. That's got to be sick, doesn't it?"

I smiled at her. "I'll tell you a story. When I was at school, I guess I was about 8 or 9, I had this teacher who used to strap us boys for any old reason. She had this big leather strap, and we would have to hold out our hand and she would let rip. This teacher always had a silly grin on her face when she did it. Anyway, we had this girl in the class, her name was Patricia. Every time one of us boys got the strap she would wet her pants; it got to the stage where Patricia was sent out into the hallway before one of us copped it, and more than once she would still come back with pee down her legs. Just the thought of what was going to happen caused her to pee herself.

I read a lot. Sometimes when you are travelling out the back of beyond, there is not a hell of a lot else to do at night. So, one day I was staying at this sort of motor camp down the Central Coast, and they had a swap library. There was a book there called 'A Guide to Sexual self Analys' or something like that. It wasn't that good, but it explained about the sudden sexual sensations experienced when seeing violence committed. You're not alone if you think you are turned on by things you would normally turn away from. I think you probably felt the same when you saw Suzy and that guy in the park. I'm picking you felt a bit confused and a bit of shame afterwards, and you're reacting to me head butting that dickhead the same way. But just like Patricia and probably Mrs. Kent the teacher, it's just one of those things that happen. Don't worry about it, believe me Dawn you are far more normal than most people I've met... other than having abnormally long legs and an unbelievably cute pussy... oh yeah, a beautiful smile and gorgeous tits too."

Dawn looked at me for a few seconds then smiled. "Is it sore?"

"My dick... no it's fine." She went to gently punch my arm, but I managed to pull her into a hug.

"Your head from your head butt you bloody smartarse. You knew what I meant, your eyes sort of twinkle when you are having me on. What would possess anyone to read a book about sexual fantasies?"

"A lack of reading material."

"I just read a book called 'Lolita', pinched it off mum, it was banned until a couple of years ago. That left me a bit confused."

"What was it about?"

"An older man infatuated with a promiscuous younger girl."

"A Daddy fetish?"

"Sort of, but not really. It was hot."

"Have you got a Daddy fetish Dawn?"

"Your eyes just twinkled again Tim... stop teasing. I might have. Have you ever been with a girl who called you Daddy?" Dawn had been playing with a button on my shirt, she undid one and slipped her hand inside and rubbed my chest.

"Might have. Let me guess... sometimes you might have been a bit naughty in the hope you might get put over a knee and have your bum smacked.'

Dawn's hand stopped playing with my chest, she looked up at me with her mouth open. "How... how would you... Tim don't... don't be mean. You're teasing me again." She pouted.

I guess I'd hit a tender spot. "Sorry, didn't mean to. There's nothing wrong with that Dawn, I think every girl has a thing for her Daddy"

"That's okay. I guess it's just one more thing I think about and wonder if I'm normal." She looked up at me. "Would you like to take your shirt off for me... then maybe we could hop into the spa."

"If we're hopping into the spa, it won't just be my shirt I'll be taking off."

"Oh... Okay, but this is what I was hoping. Bloody hell... here I go again. When I saw you on the beach before you went for a surf, I had trouble keeping my eyes on your face. You are so brown and buff. I've already told you I almost ran home and played with myself in the shower. It was this." Dawn lifted my shirt and ran her fingers over my abs then one along the waist band of my shorts. "I couldn't stop thinking about it... the way it kind of Vees down. I don't know what it is, but it is so damned hot, it's like it's saying, 'guess what's under here'. Am I being weird again?"

Dawn's idea of weird would probably be confirmed in most people's minds, but I'd seen enough of her kinks now to not be surprised at this latest admission. Like I'd told her previously, it was refreshing to be with someone who was honest enough and uninhibited enough, to let me know what turned her on.

"To be honest with you Dawn, when I see a short skirt that is only just covering what is underneath it or maybe it isn't, I think that is one of the sexiest things I'll ever see. So... no, you're not weird."

She took her eyes away from my navel and looked up at me. I should have guessed there was more to come.

"Goody. Then would it be alright if you posed for me and I sketched it? Then I can add it to that other drawing. By the way... I brought that skirt I wore last night. Maybe I could wear that for you while I sketch."

"Have you got white panties to go with it?"

"Yep."

"Deal."

Dawn laughed. "Mum got very nosy when I washed it when I got home. Said she'd do it for me and got this funny look in her eyes when I said no. Then I had to sneak into her drawers today to pinch some panties. Just as well she's got heaps of nice ones. She won't notice. Umm... she's got some very rude ones. I picked them up and thought they were a bra for a girl, but then I realized they were panties with a slit down the crotch. I think that's what they're called. 'No crotch panties.'

"Crotchless panties."

"Oh yeah." She grinned at me.

"Am I posing nude for you... because I might not be able to stay absolutely still if you intend teasing the hell out of me with what you're going to wear?"

"No. Could you just wear your shorts. I'll get changed and meet you in my studio. You can finish the Sushi if you want. I've already eaten tonight."

I put my hands on her shoulders "Dawn... look at me please? I was hoping that I might have the chance to show you that making love to someone isn't about just fucking, or for that matter, using dildos on someone, or whatever else you've experienced in the past. I'm fast concluding that while I'm not complaining, as it's fun... maybe you don't want that, or you're not ready for that, because every time we get together, your little fantasies seem to get in the way. You need to let me know if that's the case, then we can just muck around and have fun drawing pictures or acting out whatever you might dream up." I put a finger under her chin and lifted it as her head had dropped.

She gulped as our eyes met. "You're right... I'm nervous about it. It's just that I don't know where to start or how to start to make love. I've been thinking about that a lot. You know what happened to me, and there was no love making there. Then when I was with a couple of girls, I guess I was being used. They just got me to do things to them or got off on doing things to me. There was no love making there. Truth is... I haven't felt a deep attraction for anyone until you came along, and you're determined to leave, so I guess I'm scared of being used again and then being left out in the cold. What we did in the park and in the van was I guess me trying to use you and that wasn't hard because you were happy to go along with my little fantasies or kinks as you call them. I had some sort of control because I was instigating what was going on. I'm confused Tim... I just don't want to be hurt anymore." Tears were forming in her eyes, and I wiped them away with my finger.

"Thank you for telling me how you feel."

I guess I was a bit naive thinking I can show this girl how awesome making love can be and that would fix any hangups she had about sex.

"I'm sorry. Hey... how about we just give it a miss. We can just hang out here for a bit then no one will ask awkward questions, or if you like I can take you home now. We can just be friends Dawn, but stay close friends, not worried about what we say to each other. I've met a lot of people Dawn, and I write or ring them, catch up whenever I can. I don't just walk away from my lovers or friends."

"No... no bloody way." Dawn hit me lightly on the chest with her closed fist. "Don't you want me now... am I too nutty for you?"

I smiled at her. "Dawn... you are possibly the most beautiful girl I've ever met. Also, possibly one of the more intelligent and gifted. Maybe you just over think thinks a bit much and no one could blame you for that considering what you've been through. I'm here to help if I can. If you want to use me because that helps... then that's fine. I'm the one who is maybe a bit fucked up. Gwyneth and I made a resolution and that still stands. We are out there meeting others to try and figure out if our first love is real or not, or maybe there is someone else out there for either or both of us. That could easily be you Dawn, but I won't know if that is the case until I move on. I need to be away to see how I feel. Maybe a bolt of lightning will hit me, and I'll come to my senses but no promises, and I've felt the same way about other girls in the past. That's just how it is and at the risk of sounding like an arrogant prick... take it or leave it."

Now she had a worried look on her face and she thought about what I'd said for a few moments. "Umm... I guess I'd like to take it thanks. If I don't experience what you're offering, then I know I'll regret it. You're right... maybe it's time to put my big girl pants on and grow up instead of thinking 'poor me'. It would help me though Tim if I still had some input into how we do this."

I grinned at her. "Let me guess you'd still like me to pose for you?"

She nodded. "That might help." Dawn undid my shirt buttons, and I slipped it off. Stepping back she gave my body a once over for a few seconds, smiled at me and disappeared down the hallway.

So here I was in her studio checking out her work, all the while in the back of my mind thinking to myself. 'Is this too complicated? Do I need all this in my life? It would be so easy to just hop in my van and bugger off.'

Dawn appeared in the doorway. "Is this alright?"

She had on that little, short skirt and I'm sure she had pulled the waistline up as the bottom of her white panties peeked out from under it. She wore another silk or maybe satin shirt with just the bottom button done up. With her hands clasped behind her and a big grin on her face she swung her hips slightly so that each of her breasts were almost exposed. My previous thoughts rapidly disappeared. This girl was hot as hell and not afraid to show it. Why was I second guessing the hottest show on earth?

Walking up to me, she went up on tip toes and gave me a kiss. "I'm sorry for being so silly." Dawn pulled the string on top of my board shorts. "I need them nice and loose. Could you stand over there please Tim, and put your hands down the front of your shorts with just the thumbs over the waist band?"

Dawn had obviously thought a lot about this. I was trying not to smile too much as I did what she asked. She picked up a pad and placed it on her easel, then she flipped up the back of her skirt and sat on her stool, with those long legs twisted slightly to the side. She looked at me again or should I say my shorts.

"Just put more weight on your right leg and relax so it looks more casual. Can you push the shorts down a bit so I can see the top of your pubes... and spread your hands a bit wider. Perfect. Is that comfortable, will you be able to stand like that?"

"That entirely depends on whether I can keep my eyes off your legs and those panties Dawn. Maybe I'd better close my eyes."

Dawn looked down at the front of her skirt and grinned at me. She let out a big breath and then started drawing.

I had to resort to exactly that a couple of times and close my eyes. Dawn was sitting at a slight angle to me. Every so often she would move her legs open and then close them again. I didn't know if this was a tease, or she did it subconsciously as she concentrated on her work. As she drew, her blouse would shift giving me glimpses of her nipple. It was hard. Either Dawn was turned on by what she was doing, or the material was stimulating her tit as it slid across it.

My cock stirred a few times, and I had to try and get my mind elsewhere, but concentrating on staying in the same pose and relaxing, didn't really help. I was slowly getting turned on watching Dawn. The way she sat and moved her legs, the glimpses of her chest. She appeared to be concentrating on her work and didn't make eye contact. It was the sign of a good artist, and I guess it was a good 20 minutes or so before Dawn pushed her stool back and looked hard at what she had drawn, glancing my way occasionally.

"I know you started getting hard... I could see it."

"Gee... thanks Dawn. I don't suppose you had any idea why... swinging your legs and teasing me with your panties, let alone exposing your chest... accidentally."

"Would this make you harder?" Dawn undid the bottom button on her blouse and pulled it back fully exposing her chest then lifted the front of her skirt and spread her legs fully exposing her panties.

"That would probably do it."

"And what about this?' She placed two fingers over the front of her panties and pushed the material into her lips and pussy.

"That would definitely do it."

"Goody, because I want to watch your cock get harder while I make myself cum... is that okay with you, but please stay how you are?" Dawn slipped her hand inside her panties.

"I'd be happy to do that for you... not stay how I am, I mean put my hand inside your panties."

"No... not this time. I want to do it. Stay there."

As she spoke to me, her eyes never left my shorts, and the hands still tucked into them. I watched as her fingers slipped into the front of her panties and along her pussy lips, then the shape of one followed by another of her knuckles forcing out the material as her fingers pushed into her hole. Slowly the rhythm of her wanking increased and her eyes, that never left my shorts, started to glaze over.

This was one of the most erotic things that had happened to me, and my cock now became semi hard pushing against my underpants. If I hadn't had been wearing them, I daresay I wouldn't have been able to help myself and my cock would have pushed over the top of my already loosened shorts, but instead as Dawn continued, my shorts tented in front of me. Determined to do what Dawn wanted; I remained in the original pose.

"Tim... when I tell you... will you... push down your pants... and show me your cock?" Dawn's voice was labored now as she gasped out the question. I could see the shape of her hand begin to smash against her pussy and thought I heard a soft squishing sound as her fingers plunged into her hole. The way she was ramming herself was going to cost her another pair of panties, or maybe it was a pair of Lindas.

"Oh Christ... now... do it now."

Grinning or laughing at Dawn would have broken whatever moment she was in, so I just kept looking at what she was doing to herself, which wasn't a hard task. Dawn was easy on the eye at any time but now here she was sitting on a stool with her gorgeous tits and hard nipples framed by her open blouse. Her skirt was up around her waist while she supported herself with one hand on the edge of the stool and the other was wanking her pussy. She had her feet high off the floor and knees wide apart, so that only her hand on the stool stopped her from falling off. Now she started emitting little moans as I slowly pushed my shorts onto my thighs exposing my tented underpants. My cock wasn't raging hard but i looked down to see a spot of precum had wet them around the head.

"Hurry Tim... show me for God's sake."

Pushing my underpants out, I let my cock free and held the waist band under my balls.

"Oh.... Fuck, fuck... fuck!!" Dawn only glanced at my cock for just a couple of seconds before she closed her eyes and let out an almighty groan. Her head dropped onto her chest as she frigged herself for a few more seconds, clamped her hand between her legs then started to shake so violently that with her eyes closed she started to topple forward. I nearly tripped as I hauled up my pants and covered the six feet between us managing to grab and hold her, pulling her head into my chest.

Dawn's orgasms were intense, but this was at another level. She shook and bucked against me and each time I'd thought she'd finished, another round would hit her, before finally she stopped groaning, with her head still against my chest until her breathing finally settled.

But she wasn't done. Suddenly she grabbed at my shorts which quickly fell to my ankles followed by my underpants which she pushed to the floor, causing my cock to brush against her cheek. She put a finger to her cheek and wiped a little stream of pre-cum from it, looked at her finger and then grinned at me as I stood naked in front of her with a semi hard cock.

"I think I just confirmed I'm some sort of perverted nut case." She mumbled looking down at my cock.

"Yep... couldn't be happier." I lifted her chin up, smiled and kissed her.

Her hand went around my cock, and she looked up at me with an expression on her face that should have warned me what to expect what came next as she slowly pulled on my cock.

"Umm... you know that girl Suzy?" I nodded. "Well, she was telling me that she really likes it when guys cum on her tits and her face."

I wasn't expecting that, and Dawn must have seen my confusion. "I thought you told me she was the town bike Dawn. Are you telling me there is more to your relationship than you just seeing her with that guy in the park?"

"Umm, yes. Suzy and I were best friends from way back in school before I wasn't allowed to hang out with her anymore."

"Okay... now I'm intrigued... what happened? Actually... no... it's none of my business."

"I've told you just about everything else about me, I might as well tell you about her and me." Dawn continued to slowly wank me. She was watching my cock intently as she did so, and I was stiffening rapidly under her ministrations. "I'll tell you after you cum over my titties and face if you want."

"Dawn I'm not going to disrespect you by cumming on your face. Your face is gorgeous and every time I look at you, I can't get over how beautiful you are, why would I want to spoil it by covering it with cum?"

"Oh... Okay. If I didn't know better, I would figure you're trying to get into my pants. You can talk to me like that all day long buddy." She grinned at me. "But will you do it on my titties?"

I had to step forward a bit as she pulled my cock against her chest and placing it between her tits used the palms of both hands to squeeze them against my now very hard cock. Instinctively I started to move my hips, but my cock was dry against her skin.

"Don't think this will work Dawn... might need to try something else." Although Dawn was leading us astray again, the thought of cumming on her stunning tits was too much to resist.

"Okay umm... I think I know where there is some stuff to make it slippery... wait here."

Dawn hopped off the stool and shrugged the blouse off her shoulders, she still had her panties on and looked over her shoulder and smiled at me as she headed for the door. But she stopped in the doorway turned around and looked at me. 'God', I thought. She was a sight to behold, perfect in every way. I'd been with a few hot girls lately but there was something about Dawn's trim figure that made me realize there was nothing I would change to create my dream girl.

"Bugger it," she said, walked back, and stood in front of me. "I guess it's time to stop mucking around and take things in hand."

Dawn reached for my cock and sank to her knees. I watched her examine the head protruding from the end of her encircling fingers before she looked up at me, smiled then gulped, closed her eyes and placed her lips around it. I pushed her hair back off her shoulders and gently rubbed her neck as she took the end of my cock into her mouth hesitated for a while then stroked my length once, before pulling off and looking up at me again.

"I know I'm not supposed to touch it with my teeth. Your cocks getting bigger."

Smiling down at her I nodded my head. This was a big step for Dawn and there was no way I was going to fuck it up by jamming my cock down her throat or fucking her face, so I just continued to rub her shoulders and neck as she took my cock back into her mouth. She was experimenting, applying a bit of suction then almost as though remembering to do so, would slide her hand up and down my cock every so often. With half my cock now in her mouth she placed her other hand under my balls and gently held them. The suction in her mouth increased, and I was starting to feel the onset of my cum rising when she suddenly withdrew it. She looked up at me again with a stupid grin on her face.

"This is alright... am I doing okay? Am I doing it right because it's actually good fun? It tastes okay. If I keep doing this and can make you cum... promise you won't do it in my mouth, do it on my tits instead."

"Hell yeah Dawn... that feels awesome." Truth was, I knew Dawn well enough by now to realize that whenever she was nervous, she would chatter away constantly.

"Dawn, I can finish it off myself if you like, you don't have to keep sucking."

"No... If Suzy can do it, then so can I."

Now she took on the task with vengeance. Her grip around my cock tightened and half my cock disappeared back into her mouth as she started to pump her mouth around it. I was now getting a half decent blowjob and once again felt my cum rising. For a first-time effort I had to give Dawn a seven out of ten, then an eight, as now my cock was hitting the back of her throat, her hand still wanking the base, and now she had the other one back under my balls.

"Cumming Dawn... here it comes."

She jerked her head back and pulled down on my cock as I suddenly exploded, but too late as my first blast of cum fired over her shoulder. Quickly, I dropped to my knees, grabbed at my cock and aimed at her tits as the next shots splashed against her chest. Dawn squealed then let out a nervous giggle as I continued to unload. To my surprise she grabbed me once again pushing my cockhead against one erect nipple then the next, stroking me until I finally finished jerking through my orgasm. She continued to rub the end of my now over sensitive cockhead around one slippery nipple then closed her eyes and called out. "You dirty bastard Daddy," Her hips started to hump against my thigh, and I held her tight against me, but couldn't help but laugh as she went through her orgasm, groaning in my ear with her chin on my shoulder. Her tits were warm and slippery with my cum as I held her against me. Eventually and once her breathing returned to normal, I pushed her head back with both hands and kissed her. We pashed for a long time and I had never felt her so relaxed as we played with each other's tongues and mouths, her hands pulling my head into hers.

"We'd better stop and clean ourselves up Dawn before we get glued together. "She giggled as I pulled her to her feet. "Are you going to show me your drawing now?"

"Oh hell... I forgot about that." She held my hand as we stepped in front of the easel. "Oh my God," she laughed.

I already knew she was a good artist, and I was expecting a full body sketch. Instead, Dawn had drawn me from my chest down to the bottom of my thighs. My hands tucked into the waist band and just showing the top of my pubes. She had in my mind anyway, exaggerated my abs, but then we were both laughing. On the thigh of one side of my shorts was a streak of my now partially dried cum. That first shot of mine that flew over her shoulder had gone up and over the easel to land on the drawing.

"You added a personal touch... that's nice." she giggled.

"I'm quite proud of myself... I hope you realize I planned all along to do that."

Dawn laughed again and lightly punched my arm.

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