The Lumberjack Neighbor's Daughter

The storm rolled in quickly onto the little slice of heaven called the Cedarwood Bend.

It was a small little peninsula that jutted out into the river. On it was a number of buildings. Two were houses while the rest were a series of half-finished cabins.

Arthur Barnes owned one of the houses and was building the cabins to make his property a little BnB. But it had taken him longer to get it up and running.

Especially since he'd had to go into the forest for about five months to cut a few acres of forest.

He was a lumberjack by trade but was trying to make a better life for himself with the BnB.

The other house belonged to the Simmons. Michael and Marcia and their daughter Penny. They were a quiet family. Nice enough and liked to keep to themselves.

The storm had come out of nowhere and the news hadn't predicted it. It was supposed to be a calm weekend. A little cloudy maybe, a little sun. Nothing crazy.

But the second the sun went down Friday night, the storm of the century rolled through, knocking the power out. Howling like crazy.

Penny's parents were out of town for the weekend, and they'd left her alone in the house. Not that it was strange, seeing as she was 19 and had thrown a party or two in the place during high school. Luckily their houses were about five hundred yards apart, so it didn't bother him. Just whenever they left for an extended period of time, they'd ask him to watch over things.

This included their daughter. Though he'd barely ever spoken to her.

Arthur had just lit his candles, preferring them to the flashlights, when he heard the knock.

He'd been able to tell the power would be out for a while and he didn't have anywhere to go. He thought he might read a book or smoke a cigar on his enclosed back porch.

His house wasn't huge, it was an old farmhouse. A kitchen, a living room bathroom all downstairs. The two bedrooms were upstairs.

Checking the front door, he frowned. There wasn't anyone there. The knock was coming from his back door, apparently.

Arthur crossed through his living room and opened the door. Penny, the neighbor's daughter, was standing there, drenched and shivering. Her arms were clutching her sides. She smiled up at him apologetically.

"Come in," he grunted.

"Sorry, Mr. Barnes," she squealed, all but stumbling inside. "Our power went out, and I got freaked. The storm is so loud. My parents said I could come over here if anything ever went wrong."

"Yes, of course," he said gruffly. "Umm. Do you need a towel?"

She grinned up at him, her young face dripping wet. "That would be nice," she laughed. "Got a little wet coming over here."

He got her one from the closet. Arthur would be remiss not to notice how attractive Penny was. Tall, athletic, long black hair and a very pretty face. Her dark eyes and plump lips were quick to smile.

She took the towel, drying her hair first before wrapping it around her shoulders.

"I'm really sorry to do this," she said again. "I just...I just got freaked out is all. I'm getting water all over your floor."

"Don't' worry about. I did tell your parents I'm always available to help."

"Oh god, you must think I'm a wuss."

He chuckled. "No, no. It's a big storm and we are out in the middle of nowhere. Just...take your shoes off and try to get dry. I can get you some dry clothes if you want though I don't think they'll fit."

Arthur was about 6'5 and two hundred and thirty pounds of solid muscle. He dwarfed her. Penny would all but disappear in his clothes.

She smiled again and he hoped his face didn't grow red. "No, I'll just try to dry these ones."

"Alright, well, I was just about to do a bit of reading. But...well, have you eaten?"

Penny waved him off. "I ate a few hours ago. I'm good. I'll just uh...hang out until the storm passes or the power comes back on."

"Fine by me."

They went to the living room and while he sat on the couch, she curled up on the chair across from him.

After about twenty minutes, she rose and said she had to go to the bathroom. He directed her to the door.

When she came back, she had the towel wrapped around herself. He could see she wasn't wearing a shirt or pants anymore. "I got cold. I hope you don't mind."

He wondered if she was naked under the towel but shook his head.

"Clothes are still available," he offered. She shook her head. "Blankets over there." He nodded to a cupboard which she rifled through. She came out with a thick gray one.

"This'll do," she said, falling back into the chair and wrapping herself up.

Arthur grunted and went back to reading.

Soon he noticed that Penny was on her phone, frowning. Her expression was borderline tearful.

"Are...you alright?" he asked gently.

She jerked up. "Oh, sorry. It's just my ex-boyfriend being annoying. You know how men can be."

Arthur nodded. "I do."

He was going to read again but she said, "He's just a weirdo, you know? Trying to get into my pants but not really trying to get to know me."

"He's young," Arthur said.

Penny rolled her eyes. "Sure. Like that matters. I want someone who wants me for me. Not for just this..."

"Well, it seems good you dumped him."

She grunted. "Damn right. Plus, he didn't know how to handle me."

Arthur was growing uncomfortable talking about this. "Got it."

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just...well, I don't have anyone I can really talk to about this. My friends are all at college and my parents...well." She didn't finish. "I don't want to bore you."

"It's fine," he said, putting his book down.

In truth, he didn't mind talking to Penny. She was nice, seemed smart enough, and goddammit, she was pretty. He wasn't afraid to say it.

It had been a while since Arthur had been with a woman. Especially a woman like Penny. He was almost thirty-three and had needs of his own.

"Kyle, my ex, just moved so fast, you know. Wanted this and that from me. I wanted him to romance me." She looked around. "Candles and flowers and whatever..." her face grew red even in the dim light.

Arthur had put some flowers he'd picked from the property on the coffee table.

"A girl has needs," she burst out. "But I'm still a...a lady."

He swallowed, bowing his head. "I understand that. Everyone has needs. You want to be heard. He should have listened."

Penny nodded. "Yes, thank you. Is that so hard to understand?"

"For some."

The young woman looked across the space at Arthur, biting her lip and pulling the blankets closer around her.

"Thanks again for taking care of me." She glanced at the book in his hands. "What are you reading?"

"Count of Monte Cristo," he told her.

"Oh, a classic. Good taste, Mr. Barnes."

"Call me Arthur, please."

She smiled.

"Will you read it to me?" she asked excitedly.

He considered it. "Umm, sure, Penny. But first let me get us some tea."

She nodded, dark eyes wide. "Thank you."

Arthur strode into the kitchen, shaking his head and telling himself he was not going to try and fuck Penny. She was vulnerable and confused and nice and pretty...

Oh hell, why the hell not?

They were both consenting adults and if she wanted to then he was game. He decided she would have to make the first move.

When he brought her the tea, he found her again on her phone, eyes blurry.

"Oh," she gulped, looking up. "Thanks."

He nodded, finding his seat again and picking up his book again.

"Are you still going to read to me?" she asked, holding the teacup in both hands.

"Sure," Arthur said. "But you're starting in the middle."

She waved him on.

Lightning and thunder clapped overhead and rain pelting the roof.

Sipping his tea, he began to read to her. His voice was quiet but strong, and he read steadily. He didn't know how long he read for but when he finally looked up, Penny was asleep, the tea in her lap, her head on the side of the chair.

Arthur got up, carefully grabbed Penny's cup from her hand. She shifted but didn't wake and he went to the kitchen to put the cups away. Then he returned to the couch.

"I could listen to your voice all night," Penny said, her voice a little throaty.

"Sorry if I woke you," he said.

"I was just resting my eyes," she said, eyeing him. "I want to ask you something. I need some advice."

She was fidgeting with her hands.

"I'll do my best," Arthur said.

Her brow furrowed. "Do you think a month is too soon in a relationship to have sex?"

Arthur blinked. "Umm. I'm not sure I'm the right person to ask about this, Penny."

"Why? You're not a virgin," she said coyly.

He chuckled. "Uh no. But maybe talk to your-"

"I can't talk to my parents about it," she drawled. "They talk to me like I'm a little girl. I'm nineteen!"

Arthur held up his hands. "Aright, fine. I think...well, I think it depends on the people. Some people could have sex right away and it could be perfect while others might not for months and still be perfect. It just depends."

Penny's mouth parted slightly as she listened. "What about you and your girlfriends?"

"I've done it both ways," he admitted.

"Really?"

He nodded.

Penny chewed on one of her nails. "I just want to be sure before I do anything. I want sex to feel good. Kyle didn't know what he was doing. He was just...not good."

"You're talking about chemistry?" he asked. She nodded. "Well, I think that's another thing. You shouldn't question it so much. It should just feel right. Chemistry can't be faked. It can only be felt."

More thunder boomed overhead, and Penny jumped, the blanket shifting. Arthur saw her stomach and the under part of her breasts.

"Anyways," he said, looking away. "I hope it helps."

Penny was watching him like she wanted to ask him something else, but he wasn't going to push her.

Then she rose and said, "I'm cold. Can I sit with you?"

"I'm not sure-"

But she came over anyway, her long legs bare. Arthur shifted, letting her scoot in beside him. She tossed some of the blanket over him. He let her do it and felt the warm, soft skin of her shoulder and legs.

"That's better."

Arthur was trying not to look down at Penny's breasts, but he couldn't keep his eyes off them. The blanket sagged just enough to let him see the tip of her nipples. She caught him looking and only pushed closer into him.

"I just want it to feel good, you know? I want it to be natural. The chemistry...how he fits inside...all of it. I've done it but the way you talk about it..." she trailed off. The wind whipped the rain into the windows. "I love when it storms like this."

"Me too," he said quietly.

"I want you to show me how it feels good," she said, one of her hands drifting under the blanket toward Arthur's crotch. He was already hard. He had been ever since she'd sat down by him.

Penny looked up at him and smiled. "Please, Mr. Barnes. This is really important to me. It feel like fate that the storm hit tonight and that I'm here. Don't you think so?"

He did feel that but he was already horny. "I won't lie, I'm very attracted to you, Penny. I think you're beautiful."

She pushed her body into his. "Please, Mr. Barnes. I want to feel good."

One of her hands grabbed his bicep while her other felt for his cock.

"I want to practice with my mouth," she said, looking into his eyes.

The candles flickered and she undid his belt and then his pants.

"I want you to show me how."

Arthur grunted. "I'll show you. Go ahead and take it out."

Penny smiled and peeled back his underwear.

"Now, normally I'd eat you out first," he told her. "I'd make sure you came first."

She kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you."

"Don't worry, I still will. But I'll show you how to do this first."

Penny nodded, reached into his underwear and grabbed his cock. She let out a little gasp. "You're...enormous," she breathed. "It's too big..."

"Don't worry, we'll go slow. You'll be able to take it."

Her hands were hesitant at first and then more confident as she began to stroke it. Arthur pulled his pants down further.

"Good job," he said, "Just like that. That is perfect."

"Really?"

He nodded. "You know what you're doing."

Penny smiled. "I'm not a virgin, Mr. Barnes. Just...I want to know how to be better."

"I'll teach you. Come here, stroke it from the base and with your other hand, play with my balls." She did, her other hand rubbing them. "Very good. That feels good." After a while, Arthur slipped his hand down Penny's back, feeling the soft, warm skin. His fingers rested just above her ass.

"This feels good?" she asked.

Arthur nodded. "When you're ready, I want you to lick my balls. Then move your tongue up to the tip."

She nodded, leaning down. Her tongue dragged across his balls and then up his shaft. She licked it like it was a lollipop, going back and forth. When she got to the top, she popped it into her mouth, her lips resting just below his mushroom tip.

Arthur moaned. "Good, Penny. Now slowly take more until it's all the way in or as much as you can take."

While she went slowly down further, his cock throbbed, flexing against her cheek, making her giggle. But she didn't let up, taking more.

Arthur moved her hips with his hand, making it so he could palm her ass. It was firm and disappeared in his hand. He could feel a slight warmth coming from between her legs.

Penny gagged slightly on his cock, coming up for air. "Sorry..."

"Don't be sorry. It feels good."

"Really? Even when I gag?"

He nodded. "I like it. I think a lot of guys do."

"Hmm." She took him back into her mouth, her jaw spread wide.

"Go ahead and spit on it, Penny."

She withdrew and let spit fall. It missed and hit his balls. "Oops!"

Penny slurped it back up and tried again. This time it hit his cock.

"Now suck on it."

She did, her head moving up and down in controlled movements.

"It feels so good." Arthur could feel his orgasm rising. She began stroking his cock with one hand just as one of his fingers fell between her legs, sliding between her cheeks to feel the wetness. Her pussy was soaked, and she squirmed when he rubbed the folds.

"Hmmmm," she moaned.

His fingers spread her lips, and he slipped one finger inside her.

She shook for a moment, tensing before settling down, still sucking. She sucked him hard, actually, faster as he fingered her tight pussy.

"You're so tight, Penny."

"Hmmm."

Her mouth was too full to respond.

"I'm going to cum," he told her. "I want you to swallow it. "

She nodded.

Arthur felt his balls tighten and then his cock spasmed, sending cum into Penny's mouth. She made noise, like she was surprised, but she didn't relent. He unloaded a lot of cum into her pretty little mouth.

When he was done, he pulled her up. She was swallowing him cum still, smiling. "Oh my god...that was so much, Mr. Barnes. So much cum. You taste good." She giggled.

He was still fingering her and when the pleasure became too much, she fell into him.

"Your fingers are so big..."

"Would you like me to eat you out?" he asked, already moving.

"Yes..."

He moved the blanket so he could see her body fully. The small but ample tits and her soft body. Arthur kissed her breasts and then nibbled on her nipples.

On her own, she spread her legs for him. He kissed down to her shaved pussy. It was very wet, glistening in the candlelight.

"Oh...."

His tongue moved slowly. "I'm going to take my time, like you deserve."

"Thank you..." she moaned.

He began to work her pussy, liking her clit and occasionally dipping inside her. She moaned, her eyes shut. He built her orgasm, taking her closer and then backing off. Over and over he did this.

"Mr. Barnes...please..."

She was breathing very hard.

"Not yet...I want you begging me."

Penny looked down at him, annoyed but hungry. "You're mean..."

"You have no idea."

When he finally thought it time, he'd let her cum, she was moaning so loudly he was glad the storm was happening. Even though no one was even close enough to hear anyway.

Penny came so hard she let out a long moan that was closer to a wail. Her legs shook and she held his head down against her pussy.

"Ooohhhh fuckkkkk. Ohh my goddddd."

When he was finished with her, she lay a mess on the couch. "Had enough?" he asked.

She shook her head. "You're not done teaching me."

"No?"

"I want you to fuck me like you did your girlfriend."

Arthur shook his head. "I won't do that. But I will show you how good it can be."

He took off his clothes and sat on the couch. Pushing Penny up, he pulled her onto him and let her grind on his cock, rubbing her pussy lips on his shaft.

Her hands pressed against his shoulders. "Even that feels amazing..."

"You're so wet, Penny."

"It's your fault, Mr. Barnes..."

"Come here."

He lifted her and directed her little body, so his cock was at her entrance. "Be gentle..."

Arthur didn't want to but he forced himself to slow down. The tip of his cock could feel her throbbing pussy. He let her slide down and she moaned.

"Oh fuckk."

Then another inch.

"Mr. Barnes..."

One more...

"You're stretching me so much..."

He watched her pussy spread to accommodate him. She was watching it impale her with wide eyes.

"Oh my..."

Penny pushed herself all the way down onto his cock. "Yessss..."

Arthur let out his own moan. She was so tight, her pussy squeezing his cock. Penny pushed herself up and down on his chest, her fingernails digging into his skin.

Soon the young woman was riding him hard, having gotten used to his size. His hands cupped her tits, squeezing them.

"I love your cock," she breathed. "It fills me perfectly."

She rode him, moving her hips back and forth.

"If you like, you can reach back and touch my balls."

Penny did, her hands massaging him.

He pulled her down and kissed her, slamming his cock into her.

Eventually he lifted her off, her body small in his grasp. She was like a puppet in his big hands. "I want you to stand and face forward."

She did and he looked at her ass, feeling it. "I like your ass, Penny."

"Thank you, Mr. Barnes."

He pulled her hips back to him and directed his cock inside her, making her sit on him. Then he had her lay on him, so she was facing up, on top of him.

"Just like that," he told her.

With one hand he rubbed her pussy, slowly fucking her too. With the other he had her suck on his thumb.

"This is one of my favorite positions. I have you like this so I can be inside her and easily rub your clit. Do you like it?"

"I do," she said, his thumb in her mouth.

Arthur slowly began to rub her pussy faster and faster, making her writhe on top of him. He could feel her orgasm building, the squeezing of her pussy on his cock.

"Ugh ahhhh," she moaned, spitting his thumb out. "Fuuuuck."

Penny came on him, her hand gripping his to stop his rubbing. Though she did grind down onto his cock.

"Oh god, Mr. Barnes, I don't think I can take much more."

"We're almost done," he assured her. "I want you from behind."

She squealed with pleasure, climbing off him. "I love that position. It's my favorite."

"Good, now, get on the couch and face the wall."

She did, wagging her ass at him. It gleamed with juices. He thought about spanking it but decided against it. He didn't want to overwhelm her. He did spend a little time looking at her asshole. He'd really have liked to use it. Arthur couldn't imagine how tight it would have been.

Grabbing his cock, he slid it between her cheeks to her pussy and slid into her.

"Ohhhh yes, Mr. Barnes," she moaned. "That is so good."

"Do you like getting your hair pulled, Penny?" he asked, thrusting into her.

"Oh, I don't know. I've never done that...but I think I might..."

"It's alright. I'll take it easy." He gathered up the strands of her dark hair into his hand. She was so small beneath him. The tight lines of her body...the curve of her ass....