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From Friend, to Stepsister, to Lover? Part 3

Hi everyone! I apologize from updating the story, but school, exams, life in general, and all that stuff got in the way. Didn’t have as much time as I thought to write this. But nonetheless, this part is finally finished for all of you guys to enjoy. Can’t believe that this took 24 pages. Holy crap. Anyway, with the past parts, along with this part, and future parts, there obviously will be portions of said parts that won’t make sense. Get over it. It’s fiction, so things that would normally occur in real life might not occur in the story. I hope you guys enjoyed your Christmas, Hanukkah, and any other holiday that you celebrate. Feel free to leave any constructive criticism about the story.

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Daddy’s Game Part 2

It’s Morgans 15th birthday and all she wants is to have an amazing orgasm. When her daddy’s best friend catches them in the act he joins in! Hope you enjoy.

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What Daddy Needs 4

Phoebe stuffed her science book into her back pack and then stood up and slung one strap over her shoulder. Outside the door she paused to look at her schedule. She hated the first day at a new school and it was always worse when they came in the middle of a semester. Someone bumped into her as kids moved quickly through the crowded hallway on their way to the next class.
“What do you have now?” a male voice asked close to her ear.
Startled, she took a step to the side and collided with another hurried fellow student. The boy beside her laughed and grasped her upper arm to steady her and pull her out of the flow of traffic. Phoebe smiled at the fair haired boy that had been sitting next to her in Earth Science.
“English,” she said. “Room 238.”
“Murph,” he said grinning down at her. “You’ll like him. Everybody does. I’m Tyler.”
“Phoebe Cashe,” she said extending her hand.
Tyler shook the offered hand looking down at the petite, dark haired girl. “Cashe?” he asked raising his eyebrows. “As in your dad is the new Brigade commander at the base?”
Phoebe nodded as he took her bag.
“Well, come on,” he said. “My old man will kick my ass if I let the Colonel’s daughter wander around school lost.”
He strode off and Phoebe followed him through the hallway back to the main wing. Tyler took the stairs to the second floor two at a time and Phoebe ran to keep up. He stopped in front of the door to her class and handed her the backpack.
“I have social studies,” he said pointing to a classroom across and down the hall a bit. “I’ll meet you back here after class if you’d like to have lunch with me.”
“That would be great,” she said smiling gratefully.
A huge grin spread over Tyler’s face. “Okay. See you after class.”
Phoebe turned to enter her room with a bemused smile. She crossed to the teacher’s desk and sat her bag down to look for the slip that all her teacher’s were supposed to sign. She pulled it out and handed it to the good looking dark haired man sitting behind the desk as the warning bell rang.
He looked up from the papers in front of him, his dark brown eyes sliding down over her before returning to her face. “Phoebe, right?” he asked as he took the slip of paper and scribbled his name on the fourth line.
“Yes,” she said taking the textbook he held out to her.
“I’m Mr Murphy,” he said. “Murph if you like. Jamie. Hey, you.”
Phoebe laughed and he grinned at her.
“It looks like you get a front row seat,” he said nodding toward the only empty desk in the room.
Phoebe sat down and he stood to begin the class.
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Justin sat sat on a stool at the counter chattering about the friends he’d made at school that day as Phoebe pressed the pizza dough onto the rectangular baking stone. She smiled and nodded as her little brother rambled on.
She turned to grab the jar of pizza sauce from the counter behind her and saw her dad leaning in the doorway. “Hi, Daddy,” she said smiling brightly. “How was your day?”
Jake straightened away from the door frame as his daughter got a glass from the cupboard and poured four fingers of Scotch.
“Not too bad,” he said smiling down at her as she handed him the glass. “You’re making pizza from scratch?”
Phoebe smiled at her father’s incredulous tone of voice. “The dough is a mix,” she admitted. “All I had to do was add warm water.”
“How was school, Justin?” Jake asked launching his son into another round of chatter.
Phoebe was just sliding the baking stone into the oven when the phone rang. She turned to answer it as her dad picked it up himself.
“Cashe residence,” he said briskly.
He turned toward Phoebe and she shivered at the tightly controlled anger she saw in his eyes. Silently he held the phone toward her. As she reached for it he let it fall crashing to the counter. She picked it up, watching her dad cautiously as he took another deep swallow from the glass of Scotch.
“Hello,” she said quietly.
“Hey,” the voice at the other end of the line said cheerily. “It’s Tyler.”
“Yes,” she said unable to tear her eyes away from her father’s.
“I know it’s a school night, but a few of us are going to the movies and I was just wondering if you wanted to come, too,” he said.
“I really can’t,” she said. “Sorry.”
Jake drained his glass and sat it on the counter sliding it toward Phoebe. She picked up the bottle and refilled it for him.
“Okay,” Tyler said, the disappointment evident in his voice. “I guess I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”
“Sure,” she said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She hit the button to end the call and laid the phone down on the counter. She glanced at her dad before turning to the refrigerator to get the bag of salad and bottle of ranch dressing. He was still glaring at her icily.
“Justin, go wash up for dinner,” he ordered without taking his eyes off his daughter.
Justin slid off the stool and ran toward the stairs. Phoebe got three plates and salad bowls from the cupboard and sat them on the counter. She started to pour the salad into the individual bowls trying to ignore the cold anger radiating from her dad.
He slowly rounded the counter to stand beside her and set the glass down. Phoebe took a deep breath and turned toward him. Jaw set, she looked up defiantly.
“Boys calling, Phoebe?” he asked menacingly as he backed her into the corner of the counters behind her.
“Daddy, he’s a friend. He’s just a nice guy that helped me find my way around school today,” she said breathlessly.
Jake leaned against her. His hands glided up over the curve of her waist to close over her breasts. “Did you let him touch you?” he asked her, his voice dangerously soft.
She shook her head, wincing as he pinched her nipples hard through her thin tee shirt. He squeezed her right breast painfully as his other hand slid up to her throat to force her head back. She grabbed his wrist with both her hands as his fingers pressed into her neck.
“Who do you belong to, little girl?” he asked, his lips close to her ear, his breath fanning her hair.
“You, Daddy,” she whispered huskily. “I belong to you.”
Jake’s lips brushed his daughter’s cheek before they found her mouth. His arms closed around her and he lifted her off her feet as her lips parted beneath his and his tongue plundered her mouth. Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him as hungrily as he was kissing her.
He set her down and quickly turned away when he heard his son thundering down the stairs. Phoebe opened the oven door and reached for a pair of hot pads as her brother burst into the kitchen. Jake handed his son the stack of plates and Justin set them on the table as his dad picked up the bowls of salad and followed after him.
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Phoebe carefully opened the door to Justin’s room and peeked in. He was sleeping soundly, curled up on his side. She smiled and quietly closed the door before crossing the hallway to her father’s room.
Jake watched drowsily as she untied the belt of her short robe and let the silk slide down her arms. She laid over the arm of the chair in the corner before climbing into the bed. He reached for her pulling her down to lie across his chest.
His hands cupped her face guiding her lips to his before he wrapped her in his arms to mold her against his body. His hands glided over her back to the smooth, soft skin of her ass cheeks. Phoebe moaned quietly against his mouth as he massaged the firm globes. She squirmed against him and felt his rampantly hard cock jump and twitch between their bodies.
She dragged her mouth aways from his and he arched his head back as she trailed kisses down his throat and across his lightly furred chest. Her teeth closed gently over one of his nipples and he groaned as she pulled on it before sucking it into her mouth.
Her lips left his nipple and her tongue teased his skin as she slid down his body till she felt his cock between her breasts. Her hands pressed the lush mounds around his turgid member and she began to slide slowly over him. She pushed her chin to her chest and her tongue flicked at the tip of his cock every time it peeked through the tops of her tits.
Her dad growled deep in his throat and began to thrust his hips. She planted her hands on either side of his rocking hips and pushed up. She sucked the head of his cock into her mouth and started to bob her head up and down.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned as her tongue undulated against the underside of his rampantly hard penis.
Phoebe let her saliva drench his hard prick before sliding it out of her mouth. Her fingers closed around his staff and she began to stroke it firmly as her mouth moved even lower. His fingers slid into her hair and he lifted his hips as she sucked one testicle into her mouth to roll it gently against her tongue before treating it’s mate to the same treatment.
Jake’s breath hissed through his clenched teeth as Phoebe stroked his cock, using her thumb against the sensitive underside just below the head on each slow upward stroke. He jumped, his cock jerking in her hand, when he felt her tongue rimming his tight sphincter. She felt the tremors in his thighs as she pushed her tongue against his puckered anus.
“Christ, baby,” he growled as she licked from his asshole to his balls and then up the underside of his cock.
She took him into her mouth again, sucking hard as she lifted her head before pushing down to take as much of his prick into her mouth as she could. She reached between his legs to massage his balls, her other hand closed around the base of his staff squeezing rhythmically as she bobbed up and down faster.
His breathing grew ragged and he moaned her name. She took a deep breath through her nose and pushed down on his thick, hard cock, her eyes watering as the spongey head touched the back of her throat. She lifted her head and then plunged down, deep throating him again.
“Oh, fuck. Baby, I’m gonna cum.”
She felt him swell and his balls tightened in her hand as they pumped his semen through his pulsing cock. As she swallowed the first blast, Jake felt the muscles in her throat squeeze the head of his cock and his hips jerked violently as he errupted into her mouth again. Phoebe held the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked vigorously as she pumped her hand up and down the shaft rapidly to milk him dry.
Jake wound his fingers into his daughter’s hair as she continued to suck and stroke him through an explosive orgasm. “Phoebe,” he moaned, his body quivering as his penis began to soften in her hand. “Baby, stop.”
He pulled her up so she was lying on top of him. Holding her head firmly in his hands he kissed her deeply. Rolling onto his side he pulled her close and gently stroked her hair back from her face. Phoebe smiled contentedly and snuggled against him.
“I love you, Daddy,” she said as her fingers traced slow circles on his chest.
“I know you do, baby,” he said kissing her forehead. “I love you, too.”
“We should do something this weekend,” she said drowsily.
“Something like what?” Jake asked pulling her closer.
“I don’t know,” she murmured. “Camping maybe. Justin would like that. We could go somewhere close by. Head out as soon as you get off on Friday.”
“Sounds good,” Jake said kissing her softly. “Not Friday, though. I have date.”
Phoebe pulled away from him abruptly, sitting up on her knees to stare down at him incredulously. “A date?” she said as though she couldn’t possibly have heard right.
“Lorraine,” he said. “She’s works on the base.”
“No,” Phoebe said shaking her head.
Jake reached for her and she pushed his hands away. “Don’t be like that,” he warned reaching for her again.
Phoebe ignored the hint of anger in her father’s voice and slapped his hands away. “You think you’re going to fuck some townie slut then come home and fuck me?”
“I think I’ll fuck her and not come home that night,” he said angrily as she slid toward the edge of the bed. His hand shot out and closed around her arm, dragging her back. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”
Phoebe struggled as he pinned her beneath his body. “Let me go, Daddy. I’ll scream until Justin wakes up.”
“Then the boy’s going to get a hell of an education,” Jake growled grinding his nearly erect cock against his daughter’s silky thigh.
“No,” Phoebe said obstinately clenching her legs together as her dad tried to slide a hand between them. “If you’re going to start dating we’re through.”
His laugh was hard and unpleasant. “We’re not through, Phoebe,” he promised fiercely. “We’re not ever going to be through.”
Phoebe stopped struggling. Jake looked down at her warily as tears welled up in her eyes. She choked back a sob and he groaned lowly.
“Don’t, baby,” he pleaded rolling to his side and gathering her into his arms.
“What do you need that I’m not doing for you, Daddy?” She asked with a quiet sniffle.
He shook his head not knowing how to explain it to her. “You and Justin need a mom,” he finally said. “Just listen to me,” he said as she started to shake her head.
Phoebe held still and fixed her gaze stonily on the wall behind his shoulder.Jake sighed and continued. “Baby, you know how much I love you. Nothing is ever going to change that, but we need someone to take care of you and Justin. Someone to take . . .” his voice trailed off.
“What?” Phoebe asked turning her eyes back to her father’s.
“People talk, Phoebs,” he said quietly.
Her lips formed a silent O. She thought for a moment. “It doesn’t mean I have to like her.”
Jake sighed in relief and leaned over her to press his lips against hers as his hand slipped between her thighs. Phoebe pulled away from his kiss.
“I’m not going to be nice to her,” she told him firmly.
Jake laughed and shook his head. “Of course not,” he said grinning as he captured her lips again.
She moaned as he positioned himself between her thighs and rubbed the bulbous head of his hard cock between the lips of her wet pussy, jumping a little when he stroked her clit with it. She wrapped her legs around his hips, her heels pressing into the firm cheeks of his ass.
“Daddy,” she panted. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me.”
He pushed into her slowly sinking his cock balls deep into the warm, velvet sheath of her tight, young cunt. He pressed kisses against the side of her neck as he thrust in and out. She caressed his short hair and rotated her hips as she rocked up to meet his slow, steady strokes.
“it doesn’t matter, who you find,” she whispered confidently against his ear. “She’s never going to feel as good to you as I do.”
Jake murmured his agreement against the tender skin of her throat. He lifted his head to look into her eyes as his tempo increased. Phoebe held his gaze, her lips slightly parted, her breathing quickening with his rhythm.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she said breathlessly. “Fuck me hard and make me cum.”
He pushed up on his arms and pounded into her petite body. She closed her eyes and rolled her head from side to side whimpering as she felt her orgasm building in the pit of her stomach. She clutched at the sheets, twisting them in her hands.
Something primal took over and she grasped her father’s ass, squeezing his cheeks and pulling him deeper, wanting to feel her lover‘s cock against the mouth of her fertile womb. Jake’s breathing grew ragged and he felt his balls draw up and tighten in preparation to unload in his daughter’s grasping, sucking cunt.
“Gonna cum. Uh huh . . . Uh huh. Gonna cum,” she panted.
“Do it baby,” he growled. “Cum for Daddy.”
Phoebe bucked wildly beneath him and slid her hands over his clenching ass. She pulled the rounded cheeks apart, squeezing them rhythmically as he fucked her hard. He felt her fingers slide into his ass crack as his hips rose and fell driving his cock into her faster and faster.
Her body tensed and her pussy spasmed, gripping his cock tightly inside her, rippling over his rigid member. She thrust up against him, her hands holding him firmly against her body as she writhed beneath him. She pressed the tip of one forefinger against the puckered ring of his anus and he grunted as she pushed it into him.
The tip of her finger slid against his prostate and light exploded behind his eyes as everything in his balls rushed through his pulsing cock to errupt into Phoebe’s still convulsing vagina. Her eyes flew open wide and she threw her head back, arching her body impossibly as the force of Jake’s semen splashing against her cervix drove her higher on the cresting wave of her own orgasm.
He collapsed onto her and she held him tightly as their heartbeats calmed and their breathing returned to normal. He rolled onto his back and pulled her into his arms. She pressed herself against his side, her head resting on his chest.
“I have never cum like that before in my life,” he said quietly as he rubbed her back.
He looked down at her when she didn’t answer, a slow grin spreading accross his face. She was already asleep.
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Phoebe shifted restlessly on the sofa She couldn’t concentrate on the stupid movie her little brother had chosen anyway and Justin’s constant chatter wasn’t helping. She prodded him with her foot.
“Shut up,” she snapped.
Justin looked at her with wounded brown eyes and she instantly felt bad. It wasn’t his fault she was in a rotten mood. She glanced at the clock on the wall above the TV again. Only an hour and a half had passed since her dad had left to pick up his date. Not even enough time to finish their dinner.
She opened her arms to her baby brother. “Cuddle puddle?” she offered.
Justin grinned and fllung himself on top of his sister. She grunted as he landed heavily, knocking the breath out of her. A bigger than most boys his age, at ten years he was already taller than her 5’ 2”. Phoebe groaned loudly as he wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tightly.
“Jesus, Justin,” she exclaimed, “you’re going to crack my ribs.”
“Sorry,” he said loosening his grip and settling comfortably against his sister’s side.
Phoebe stroked his glossy brown, shoulder length hair as he laid his head against her chest. She watched his face as he stared intently at the movie that couldn’t hold her attention. She smiled tenderly when he squirmed and his hand went to his crotch to adjust himself. His hand stayed there for a moment pressed against his penis.
When he moved his hand again her eyes widened slightly at the small bulge forming under his basketball shorts. Lying in her arms with his head resting on her breast was making her little brother hard. Phoebe felt a familiar tingling low in her abdomen and her breathing quickened.
She bit her lip unable to believe what she was thinking. Her hand resting against her brother’s stomach slipped a little lower. She felt the muscles beneath her fingers tense and Justin’s chest started rising and falling more rapidly.
“Justin,” she said softly.
He turned his face up to look at her when she spoke, the point of his chin digging into the soft flesh of her breast. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment.
“Do you remember the night of my last birthday?” she asked watching his eyes intently.
Justin nodded eagerly. It was practically all he’d thought about for the last three months. His sister’s hand stroking his hard cock and watching her head bob up and down until she’d made him cum in her mouth. That and how to get her to do it again.
“Did it feel good?” she asked letting her hand move slowly down to rest over the bulge in his shorts. She felt his cock jump when she touched it and she looked a little surprised. He was definitely bigger than the last time she‘d touched him this way.
“It felt better than anything I’ve ever felt in my life,” he breathed humping against her hand.
“Do you want to make me feel good, too?” she asked as she began rubbing him lightly.
Justin nodded vigorously. “Anything,” he said breathlessly.
“It’s going to feel good for you, too,” Phoebe promised settling onto her back.
She spread her legs, one foot planted firmly by her ass, the other leg draped over the back of the sofa, and reached for him again. “Come kiss me, baby.”
Justin laid on top of her and pressed his lips against hers as her rubbed his hard on against her crotch. Phoebe cupped his cheeks and moved her lips gently beneath his. His hands clenched around fistfuls of her tee shirt.
“Open your mouth, Jay,” she said huskily. “I want to show you something.”
His lips parted and she thrust her tongue gently into his mouth and swirled it against his. He moaned softly, His lips imitating the movements of hers as he returned her kiss. Her hands glided down his back as he dry humped her pussy. Her hands grasped his ass and pulled him tightly against her.
Justin grunted loudly and she felt his cock jerk and spasm as his cum spurted into his shorts. He lifted his mouth from hers to look down at her with wide, clear eyes. “Sorry, Sissy,” he panted, reverting to his baby name for her. “That wasn’t supposed to happen yet, was it?”
Phoebe smiled tenderly and stroked his hair. “It’s okay. Take your shorts off.”
Justin obeyed, his eyes growwing even wider as he watched his sister lift her hip to push her jeans and panties down before settling back to pull them off completely. She dropped them in a pile on the floor then pulled the hem of her shirt up to expose her full, firm young breasts.
Justin lowered himself onto her and kissed her again pushing his tongue into her mouth without her instructing him to this time. Phoebe slid her hands under his shirt and caressed his smooth back. He began to gently thrust his flaccid penis against her belly.
“Baby, I want you to lick my nipples,” she moaned.
Justin slid down her body to do as she requested, eager to please her. Her nipples hardened quickly under his enthusiastic ministrations. She slid her fingers into his silky hair,
“Now suck it,” she said, drawing her breath in sharply as he latched on and began to nurse fiercly at her swollen nipple. She moaned softly and started rocking her hips against her rapidly stiffening cock.
She reached between their bodies and closed her fingers around his rigid penis, stroking him a few times before guiding the head to the opening of her wet vagina. “Push it in,” she said, her hands closing over his buttocks to urge him on.
He thrust into her warm, tight cunt and she felt him bite down on her breast. She goaned loudly as he began to pump into her as fast as he could. He pushed up on his arms, his head hanging down as he watched his cock thrust in and out of his sister’s body. He looked up into her eyes, and she stroked his soft cheek with one finger.
He leaned down and kissed her as he continued to fuck her fast and hard. He lifted his head, his breath coming in panting gasps. Phoebe rocked her hips to meet his thrusts holding him as his orgasm built to a critical point.
“Uh. Uh. Uh. Phoebe,” he grunted loudly as his balls let loose another blast of semen.
He shivered and continued to thrust into her as his testicles emptied. Phoebe ran her hands frantically up and down his back anticipating his withdrawal before she had time to reach her own orgasm, but he kept pounding his cock into her and she realized with a little jolt that he wasn’t going to stop.
“Slow down, baby brother,” she said breathlessly.
Justin nodded and tried to comply. His strokes grew shallow and quick as he pushed in deep and rocked his pubic bone against her engorged clit. She felt him trembling in her arms.
“It’s still hard,” he said hoarsely, his voice sounding as surprised as she had felt.
She nodded wordlessly, feeling her orgasm beginning to build.
“It f f feels too good,” he stuttered.
“Uh huh,” she murmured pressing her fingers firmly into the small of his back. “Justin, don’t stop. I’m gonna cum.”
His wide eyes fixed on hers and he rocked into her body a little faster.
Phoebe arched against him and groaned loudly as her orgasm crashed down on her sweeping her baby brother along with her. Justin grunted as her cunt clamped down on his hard cock, the spasms rippling through the velvety walls of her warm vagina milking what little he had left to offer from his young balls.
He laid in her arms trembling as their breathing returned to normal and his penis shrunk and softened falling out of her drenched pussy. Finally, with a deep, shuddering breath, he lifted his head and looked at her with wonder filled eyes. Phoebe smiled softly as she continued to stroke his back.
“Can we do this again?” he asked hopefully.
His sister nodded and he leaned down to kiss her gently.
“Daddy can never know, though,” she cautioned. “He’d kill me if he ever found out.”
Justin nodded solemnly. “I won’t tell anybody,” he promised.
She smiled at him. “Go wash up and get ready for bed,” she said giving him a quick kiss. “I’ll be up in a minute.”
He jumped up and grabbed his discarded clothes before heading for the stairs. Phoebe dressed and straightened the cushions on the sofa before following.

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Jade – Part 1

He thought his little girl was going to a party. He had no idea he’d be seeing her again that evening.

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Teacher’s Pet (part 2)

Kinsey manipulates an instance between Emily and David, watching the whole thing on her cam, but when it ends prematurely, she finds out her husband wants more than simple sex from his daughter

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The Return to “The Hillbilly Girl” 3

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__Darleen and I gave that ol couch a work out. The squeaking and springs sticking up were tricky. She got on top of me a rode me like a pony. Now she knew how to ‘dig in’ and get a climax good. I held her little butt cheeks and held on. She loved to tongue kiss me while I felt her tits. She moaned and groaned like no other girl I had ever been with. I loved the wildness in her movements.
“..oh god Barry….yer mak’in me crazy”. I pushed my dick all the way in her and let go with a cum blast I didn’t even know I had in me. She bucked and squirmed as she groaned and dug her pussy on my dick. She finally collapsed on me, out of breath. Her body shivered at times as we drifted away together.
I woke up to the smell of that country breakfast she was so good at. She brought it out on a piece of plywood and I ate on the couch between her kisses. She said: “I’ll be back.”, and went out the back door. I watched her walk towards Millie’s back fence. Soon Millie showed up and they talked about something.
I watched her skipping back with one of her new dresses on…so carefree and with that sweet happy smile on her face. She came in and took the dishes away. She jumped on my lap, straddled my legs and pushed her pussy into me. She said: “I got’s a surprise fer you ta’night Barry, but I ain’t gonna tell ya what it is.”
I slipped my hands under her dress and felt her smooth legs and then her sweet ass. She started breathing hard. “…oh damn Barry…ya gotta wait till ta night, Millie is…” That was all she would say, and jumped off me.
It was getting dark. Darleen had her head in my lap, guiding my hand over her tits. We heard a knock at the back door. Darleen jumped up and ran to open it. It was Millie, drunk on her ass.
She had a jug of something, and kept tipping it to take a drink. Darleen parked her beside me and went and got a glass. Millie never stopped grinning and slurred: “Bare…. Ya ever had ‘sweet lighting?….huh?” I said “No.” Darleen held the glass as Millie poured some out of the jug. I smelled it. It burned my eyes and nose as the smell of gasoline, corn and sugar enter my nose. I smiled and took a sip.
It felt like a bomb went off in my mouth. It suck all the moisture out of my mouth. The fumes made me dizzy and then I felt like….laughing. It was so warm going down my throat. It was cleaning me out and it began to tickle. Darleen sipped the rest of the glass down.
With Millie on one side and Darleen on the other, I put my arms around them and pulled them towards me. I started kissing them both. They giggled along with me and we all proceeded to get very horny. They wasted no time in removing my clothes and theirs. They were all over me.
Darleen said to Millie: “Is he ready?” Millie went to the back door and came back with….
Her dog….’Uncle Zippy’. Meet ‘uncle zippy‘, Darleen said. I blinked. All this time ’uncle zippy’ was Millie’s dog? “We gonna show ya some entertainment, Barry. Uncle zippy git’s all horny when he drinks ’shine’. Watch”. She placed a dish down and Millie grinning, poured some ’shine’ in it. Sure enough, the big black hound dog lapped it up. He shook like he was wet.
Naked Millie got on all fours on the floor. Darleen snuggled beside me. Millie started bumping zippy with her naked hips. She got on her knees and held her tits up to zippy. He started licking them all over. She slowly got on her back as zippy kept licking. He stopped and sniffed the air. He went right for her pussy licking it. The girls giggled as Millie squirmed. “Did ya ever see a dog lick a girl’s pussy before Barry? I smiled and shook my head ’no’.
I was dizzy and everything seemed funny. Millie humping the dogs tongue, Darleen jumping down and jacking on zippy’s dick, Millie scooting down looking at zippy’s long dick. She and Darleen both jacked on it and zippy started to hump. “Ya wanna see more Barry?….bet ya ain’t never seen this before.” Darleen said. They both guided zippy’s dick in Millie’s pussy.
Zippy started licking Millie’s face as he started to hump her fast. Millie’s legs went up and she began to moan. Darleen came and snuggled by me again. “Bare likes it Mil, he’s got a hard dong now. “ Darleen began to jack my dick. “See.” Darleen said.
Millie was to busy enjoying zippy fucking her to notice me. She could fuck as fast as zippy. Her ass slapped on the floor as she pulled zippy all the way in her. She moaned big as I saw zippy’s dog knot slip in her pussy. She squirmed as zippy stopped. She held him tight as he tried to turn and pull out.
Darleen was panting with excitement as she pulled me on top of her. We were both naked and she quickly guided my dick on her wet pussy. She held my ass and we fucked as fast as we could. She reached down and tried to put my balls in her pussy too. She was thrashing and pushed hard on my balls.
She did it. Somehow she got both my balls in her pussy. She held my ass tight as she started to tremble. Her fingers dug in my ass as I had to cum like never before. She yelled “OH YES….BERRY YES!!!” as she climaxed hard and shook all over. I didn’t know I could shoot that much cum. She squirmed and pulled me hard in her pussy. Her tongue was all over my mouth as she kept moaning….and moaning.
I looked over and saw Millie still holding zippy in her pussy and giggling. Darleen continued to wiggle and kiss me. Soon Darleen and Millie both began to giggle. I joined in as everything was so damn funny. I heard a ’pop’ as zippy finally pulled out of Millie. This just made things funnier. We all laughed as Millie and…Darleen rubbed their pussy’s.
———–
Driving the 1 hour to my home I thought….my buddy’s would never believe me even if I told them….
Darleen lay curled up beside me, asleep in my front seat…. Darleen was in for shock as she entered my world.
I lifted the door up on Darleen’s side of the Ferrari. She was starting to wake up. I picked her up and carried her to the door where Hobbs greeted us. Hobbs was an English trained butler my dad had. I kept him on when dad passed away. I set Darleen down. She held my arm and stared at Hobbs. “This is Darleen, Hobbs.” He held out his hand to shake it.
“Miss Darleen, it a pleasure meeting you.” he said. “He’s my best friend Darleen. Let him shake your hand.” I said. She smiled big and hugged him. Poor Hobbs looked at me in shock. I couldn’t help but laugh. “She’ll hump your leg if she likes you Hobbs.” ….as Darleen smiled and started humping his leg. Hobbs gave her a tiny hug back. He sniffed the air as we went in the house.
Darleen held Hobbs hand and stopped in the living room. She dropped to the floor and felt the imported fancy carpet. “Dang Barry, you walk on this?…it feels like a kitty’s fur.”
Hobbs wrinkled his nose and said: “This way if you wish to bathe, Miss Darleen.” Darleen stood up and looked at Hobbs. “I ain’t tak’in no bath with you Hobbie!”
We walked around my house as I gave her a tour she was not use to at all. “Is this Hobbie’s house?” she ask. I explained as best I could. We entered my bedroom. I has an in the floor hot tub. “Is that yer bath tub right in the bedroom???” The whole tour was questions and more questions. Hobbs and I tried not to laugh at her sweet innocent look at things. She looked at the big bed and began to smile. “Hobbie, why don’t you go play outside now, Barry and I are gonna play in this bathtub.” She started taking her clothes off. Hobbs raised his eyebrows way up and left the room and closed the door.
We both got naked and in the hot tub. To her it was indoor pond. She was all excited and all over me with her hands. I reached over and buzzed Hobbs. “Do we have any bubble bath Hobbs?” There was a pause, then he replied: “Yes Master Barry, shall I bring it in?”
“Yes Hobbs, please.” Darleen looked at the intercom and asked: “Does Hobbie live under this bathtub?”
Hobbs came in and brought bubble bath, shampoo, perfume for Darleen, two big fluffy towels and two cookies on a silver tray. Darleen hid behind me. One towel had ’Master Barry’ on it and the other had “Miss Darleen” on a card placed on it. He poured in the bubble bath and turned on the hot tub bubbles. Darleen jumped and said: “Barry! Ya gotta leak in yer bath tub!, it’s right here where these here bubbles are a com‘in out!” More explanations.
Darleen played in the many bubbles, putting bubbles on her head. She held up her arms and acted like a bubble monster of some kind.
We eventually ended up in my big bed. I turned on the bed vibrator. “Earthquake!”…, she yelled and held me tight. I finally got her calmed down and she said that earthquake made her horny. She got on top of me and it was ’ride the pony’ time as we began to fuck….and fuck….and fuck some more.
We woke up about 9am the next day, my erection was still in her and we continued to play, ’Darleen’s in heaven’ as she called it. I licked her sweet pussy and felt her wonderful tits until I fell back asleep for a while.
When I woke back up, she was gone. I put on my robe and found her in the kitchen with ’Hobbie’. I listened as she was showing him how to make a country breakfast. She was also grabbing his butt and cock. He would stop and say: “Dar!”….as he now called her…”I cannot cook with you grabbing my ’private parts’ “.
“Yer git’in a boner, ain’t ya Hobbie?”
We all ate with Darleen insisting that Hobbs eat with us. “Ya talk funny Hobbie, but I like ya.” Darleen said.
“Oh, and I like you too, Miss Darleen. I shall cherish this moment until the end of time.” Hobbs said.
Darleen smiled big, kissed him on the cheek and said: “Wanna blow job?”
——fast forward to today———
Darleen and I trade weekends with each other. She still thinks it’s Hobbs house. She drives him crazy taking his hand and rubbing it on her tits and pussy. She says things like: “Let me jack ya off Hobbie, you’ll like it.” Hobbs always says politely: “No thank you Miss Darleen, my ‘penis’ is not your personal toy.”
At her house Millie and her like to give me naked dancing shows. They love to rub their pussy’s on my face and have me kiss and feel their tits…… then,.. gang fuck me all night long.
I bring her comic books. I read them to her as she looks at the pictures. I bring her girl toys. I brought her a set of girl and boy dolls. She likes to hold them together like they are fucking, and giggle… and she brings me…..
…..pure happiness.

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Accidental Lovers – Part 2

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Molly’s Good Fuck

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A Surprise in the Shower: Hailey’s First Time

David turned the left knob on the faucet two times counter-clockwise. Susan would always turn the hot water up too high for their showers together and having her out of the house for the weekend really got him around to enjoy doing things his way.
He let the water run, closed the curtain, and turned back to the mirror. He wasn’t old, he remarked to himself silently. He had the slightest hint of grey hair on the sides of his very business-like haircut, but the majority of his hair was still covered by that raven black that he had all his life. He hadn’t shaved since Susan left for her parents’ and the stubble on his chin might have been rough to the feel but it gave off a sort of reckless demeanor that he didn’t mind looking back at him. He was still in decent shape from his morning runs and the hair on his chest was still well-colored yet had the slightest hints of grey. He examined himself further on the full-length mirror. His abs were slightly visible and his cock seemed to have thickened with age. He remembered the first time he had gotten Susan into bed. They had a dim light on and when she pulled down his boxers to reveal his semi-hard dick she couldn’t helped but grab it and just grin like a ravenous carnivore that had just caught an injured fawn. She devoured him then and there, afterwards telling him he had the thickest cock she ever had ever put in her mouth.
The memories caused a bit of swelling. Wrapping a towel around his waist he stepped out of the bathroom and walked to his room to squirt a bit of lotion in his hand for some during-shower masturbation. He spread it on his cock and turned back to the bathroom.
He stepped through the curtains and was greeted by a muffled shriek.
“Honey…..” Is all he managed to say.
He stood there, staring at his fourteen year old daughter as she hurriedly covered her nipples with one arm and held the other between her legs. He should have said something. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘Oh my god.’ Anything. Anything would be better than just silence as they both stand there naked.
“Honey Oh my god I’m sorry I thought you were asleep,” he finally blurted out before tripping over himself and falling back on the bathroom floor. He landed on his back with a thud, his feet dangling into the tub as his naked body sprawled out with his cock resting on his stomach. “Ahh fuck!” he sighed in pain.
“Oh daddy I’m so sorry!” She stepped out of the shower and reached her hands out to help him up, exposing her naked wet body as she did.
Maybe it was the pain, or the shock of seeing his daughter completely naked, or maybe it was the fact that they were both naked and wet. Whatever it was, David felt a shot of both panic and lust and just took in Hailey’s body with his eyes. She was still short, even though she had already started puberty over a year ago. At five foot one inch she was probably not going to grow anymore, but it didn’t really matter. Her body was amazing. She had perky breast that bordered the fine line between C cup and B cup. Her nipples were a crayon pink with smaller areolas with nipples that stuck out like pencil erasers. She was petite but her hips curved and her thighs barely met when she stood up straight. David had remarked to himself about her attractiveness when she wore tight fitting clothes or whenever they were at the beach or the pool, but today, with her standing there naked and wet and obviously staring at his cock he really took in her sexiness as a woman.
His hands grabbed hers as he lifted himself up and wrapped a towel around her. His fatherly instincts got the best of him.
“Honey, I’m so so sorry. I thought you were sleeping,” he repeated. Her dark, wet auburn hair rested heavily on her shoulders as he stared into her big brown eyes. Her eyes, those soft but full lips, and that cute little nose just reminded him so much of his little girl. The same little girl he taught how to ride a bike. The same little girl that he would kiss and tuck in every night.
“Daddy, it’s ok it’s my fault. And well… now we know what we each look like naked,” she said with a friendly smile. They both laughed. Her sense of humor prevailed and some of the awkwardness of the situation was alleviated.
“I love you,” he said. It felt different. Different than when he normally said it.
“I love you too, daddy.” Hailey replied.
They both closed their eyes and leaned in close. Their lips touched softly as he rested a hand on her waist and the other reached around her shoulder to palm her back. He pulled her into him. Her wet nipples pushed against his chest while his cock pressed against her thigh. Her mouth opened and she responded by wrapping her tongue around his. They kissed deeply for what seemed like seconds but what wasmore than three minutes.
“Oh baby,” he said as he broke their kiss.
“Daddy…” she said wantingly.
He held her close still, their bodies pressed together and the head of his cock ever so slightly grazing the outside of her pussy. She felt her wetness seep through. She was soaking. When had this happened? During the kiss her pussy had gotten wet and her cute little nipples had gotten so hard that her daddy could clearly feel them pressed against his chest. She felt so sensitive. So bare and exposed.
“I don’t know what’s happening. This feels so right,” he said to her. “I want you Haily, I want you baby,” he said to his little girl.
“Daddy, let’s get back in the shower,” she said with a smile.
Her hand found his as she led him back under the warm water.
Under that water he held her close again, he kissed her, wrapped his arms around her, and grabbed her cute little butt with one large palm. Her butt was so firm and plump he could just turn her around and thrust his cock inside her that moment, but he knew this was her first time and he wanted to go slow and passionately with her. She was his little girl, afterall.
He kissed her for another minute, then kissed her neck, her shoulders, working his way down to her chest. He grabbed both breasts in his hands, rolling her left nipple with his right thumb as he took her right nipple in his mouth. His lips wrapped around it and his tongue lapped at it, up and down, as he sucked her hard little nipple. His cock was harder than he had ever felt. He wanted so bad to be inside her. He wanted so bad to just bury his thick cock in her tight teenage pussy.
“Oh daddy, oh daddy it feels so good, I’m so wet,” she moaned as her hands rested on his broad back.
“Are you baby?” he said as he took his mouth off her nipple. He kissed her other nipple as he slid his hand between her legs and felt her pussy with his palm. His finger sliding up and down her slit.
“Oh baby, you are so wet,” he confirmed. He slid his middle finger up and down between her pussy lips. He knelt down to get closer and was still not mouth level with her sex. He grabbed her thigh with one hand and lifted her leg to rest her foot on the edge of the tub. He kissed her clit deeply as he slid his middle finger inside her. She responded with a high pitched shriek as she felt her daddy’s thick finger slide all the way inside her. The feeling of his lips around her clit, his tongue wrapping around it and tasting her wetness sent her into a crippling orgasm. Her knees felt weak and she fell into him. His large hands held her little body up as he continued devouring her sweet little pussy. David had never tasted anything like it. His lips went from her clit, to her lips, to just taking her entire sex into his mouth. His tongue ran up and down her clit, in between her pussy lips, and even buried inside her tight little hole.
Her moans were short of breath and sporadic. He felt her fingers run through his hair as she grabbed his head and pushed him deeper into her pussy. She had never felt anything like this. Sure, she had played with herself in bed. Pinched her nipples as her other hand massaged her stiff little clit, but never had she had a man’s mouth on her. And for it to be her daddy’s mouth, the same mouth she had just been kissing, made it all the better.
David felt his little girl’s pussy tighten around his finger. She grew wetter, his hands, his mouth, his tongue, even his chin were now all slick with her juices. He ravaged her with his tongue, covering every inch of her pussy over and over again, furiously lapping at her clit and stroking in and out of her.
Hailey felt her pussy wrap tighter around daddy’s finger. Her whole body grew sensitive, and everytime daddy’s lips or tongue touched her clit she shivered all over, even though the water washing down her naked body, over her nipples, was warm. She came hard all over her daddy’s mouth, she felt weak, falling over onto her daddy’s head for support. He held her firmly in his hand as he came up to meet her eyes. Those brown eyes that he loved so much to just get lost in.
“Hailey, I love you,” he said with all the sincerity in the world. He did love her, more so than any father had any right to love their daughter.
“I love you daddy,” her hands wrapped tight around him, he had to hunch over but her arms wrapped around his neck and he kissed her deeply as he stood up straight, her hanging on tight as she was lifted into his arms.
There she was. Naked, wet, wanting, her arms around him, one leg wrapped clumsily around him while the other tried desperately to go around his thigh. His cock pressed hard into her thigh, just inches away from her wet pussy.
Perhaps he should have asked her permission, better yet, he should have ran screaming like any sane father would when he saw her naked in this shower. But instead, he lifted her just slightly, his hands on her firm ass, and brought her back down on his cock. The head of his rock-hard cock pushed against her opening, spreading her pussy lips around him. He kissed her deeply, his baby’s lips so soft and precious against his. He brought her in closer, the head of his cock sliding inside his daughter’s tight little pussy as she let out a little gasp into his mouth. She was so tight, he felt he could barely press in anymore without causing her pain.
“Baby?” He said.
“It’s ok, daddy,” she didn’t even need to be asked.
With that, he pushed his hips forward as he brought her ass down even more, another inch of his thick cock sliding inside her. She bit her lip as he saw a shot of pain flash across her face. He felt her hymen break, his cock stretching her virgin pussy around its girth.
“Ohhhh” she moaned, both in pleasure and pain.
“Hailey,” he whispered into her ear.
He began slowly thrusting into her, being careful to only slide a little more of himself into his daughter each time. He worked another inch in, the sensation of her wetness, her tightness constricting his cock was more amazing than anything David had ever felt. For this moment in time it was just him and his baby girl.
As he held her tight against him, her body suspended and completely in his arms, he kissed her again. He kissed her while his cock slid deeper inside her. He began bringing his hips in harder, his daughter’s tight pussy almost taking all of his cock. He could feel her juices on him. Her wetness slid down the length of his cock and down his balls. Water washed over them, he felt every drop as his baby girl’s nipples pressed against his chest and her little pussy was wrapped tight around his dick.
The more of his cock he buried inside her, the more she could take. He thrust harder, bringer her into him every time he pushed himself forward. As her pussy lips wrapped tight around the base of his cock, and the entire length of him was deep inside his daughter’s sweet teenage pussy, she felt his cock throb and twitch.
David knew he could not hold himself back any longer. He felt her wrap tighter, wetter. He felt himself throb with anticipation. His lips found hers again, and at that moment her tongue wrapped around his, her body shivered, and his cock released a shot of warm cum inside her.
They came together. His cock emptying an enormous load of cum inside her already filled pussy, and her orgasm shaking her against her daddy’s body. She felt cum trickle out of her pussy, onto his cock that was still buried deep inside. She felt so weak, but so safe in her daddy’s arms, she wanted his cock inside her forever.
After he had finished, he held her there, half in exhaustion half in confusion. He kissed her, a soft peck on the lips. His half-limp cock sliding out of her.

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Trained Step Sister pt.3

After their parents returned, Mark and Allison wound up not having any time by themselves. Either one or both of their parents was at home at the same time they were, or one of the two of them was working. For the first few days, it was tolerable, but after about a week, it was driving the both of them nuts. Mark was still seeing Julia, but she was keeping him at arms distance on their dates. She would still make out with him, but that was it.How did this happen? Mark wondered to himself. We’re actually progressing backwards in our relationship!
It was especially torturous for him to go home and see Allison, knowing that she was so close, yet so far from him. She wasn’t helping matters by the way that she was dressing. Her shorts were cut high enough that her ass cheeks peeked out the bottom before sloping gently into the backs of her thighs, and her shirts were cut low enough to display a nice amount of her cleavage, and tight enough to accentuate her curves.
Mark found himself masturbating in the shower a couple of times while picturing Allison and replaying some of their sexual encounters in his memory.
After a couple of weeks of this torment, their parents announced that there would be a dinner party that weekend, and he knew that he and Allison would both be off work that night.Finally!! Mark thought to himself. But his hopes were immediately dashed when they announced that they were hosting it, and he and Allison were expected to be present to help serve their guests.
He and Julia had hung out the night before, and that hadn’t helped his mood any. As they kissed goodnight, she ran her hand along the crotch of his shorts, tracing the outline of his cock with her fingernails before abruptly jumping in her SUV and driving off, leaving him cursing the darkness.
As he returned home from work the next evening, his phone rang. His step mother was running late, and his dad was still at work: Could he pick up some ice?
Immediately seizing his opportunity, he asked her how late she would be, and if he needed to get anything started for her.
“Why thank you Mark, that’s so thoughtful. I’m only about half an hour late, so I don’t think so. I’ll let you know if I’ll be any later.”
Mark hung up and sped home, briefly stopping for ice. Half an hour, tops.
As he pulled into their drive, his heart leapt. Allison was home!
He raced into the house and began searching for her, finding her in the dining room, arranging place settings.
“Can you believe we have to do this shit?” She groused to him.
He ignored her complaint and spun her around so that her ass was facing him and dropped his shorts.
“Mark, what are you …”
“Your mom is running half an hour late.” He hoarsely whispered in her ear as he undid the button on her shorts and stripped them down to her ankles. Allison didn’t need to be told twice, she leaned forward and placed her hands on the table as Mark stroked his dick once or twice in his hand, and started rubbing it up and down her slit. After a couple of passes, Allison’s pussy started to get wet, and she nodded to him.
“I’m ready.”
“It wouldn’t matter if you weren’t.” He snarled at her as he pushed into her moistening twat. Allison smiled at that. He didn’t need to force her to do this and they both knew it, but she enjoyed the charade nonetheless.
He pumped in and out of her in several shallow strokes, loosening her up before ramming in several times, getting as deep as he could, and making her gasp and whimper. He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back, snarling in her ear as he fucked her.
“Take it, take it, take it, that’s right, take my cock you little whore.”
Allison moaned in pleasure, feeling the pressure build up in her loins, ready to be released. Suddenly, Mark withdrew from her and began scrambling for his shorts.
“Shit! I just heard a car!! Get dressed, I think your mom is home!!”
Allison dutifully pulled her shorts back up and straightened the tablecloth that she had wrinkled, before heading towards her bathroom and jumping in the shower, just as her mother walked in the door.
When she came out, she found her mother and step father frantically scurrying about.
“Why were both of you in the shower at the same time? There’s work that needs to be done!” Her mom bitched at her. She glanced at the clock and swore under her breath. “We won’t be ready when they get here.” Her husband placed a hand on her shoulder and gave it a light squeeze.
“Everything will be fine, you’ll see.”
With the four of them working, they managed to get everything set up with time to spare, and their parents heaved a sigh of relief.
“Okay, we’re going to go get ready, you two be dressed when they get here. Mark, no shorts, khakis and a button down shirt.”
Mark rolled his eyes, but agreed. As soon as their parents disappeared, Allison turned to Mark.
“I’m all sweaty again, I’m going to take another shower before people get here.” And she headed towards her bathroom.
As she stood under the showerhead, she lightly rubbed her pussy lips, and pushed them together on top of her clit, giving herself a light buzz as she gently rubbed them up and down, her clit trapped between them.
God, she had been so close when Mark had stopped …
She was awakened from her reverie by the shower curtain being whisked back, and Mark stepping into the shower with her.
“What do you think you’re doing?” She asked him as she smiled coyly.
“Finishing what I started.” He replied as he bent her over at the waist, presenting her pussy at just the right angle to him. Allison wasn’t the only one who had been deprived of their orgasm earlier, Mark had also been close when her mother had returned home, interrupting the two of them.
He took a deep breath and slid his cock into Allison, making them both moan. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear.
“Allison, you have to be quiet, understand?” She nodded her head as he began pumping his cock in and out of her boiling pussy.Jesus, how did I go so long without him? Allison thought to herself.Jesus, how did I go so long without having sex? Mark thought to himself.
He quickly built up a steady rhythm, his dick twitching inside of her. He reached forward and cupped her swaying breasts in his hands, pinching her erect nipples between his fingers. He could feel her pussy convulsing around his dick, she was so hot that he was convinced that his dick was going to be scalded.
He felt his balls aching for release when he suddenly heard his step-mother’s voice getting closer.
“Allison? Allison?”
Mark froze as her mom knocked on the door.
“Allison, have you seen Mark?”
Mark choked and stuffed a washcloth in his mouth and bit down on it as hard as he could.
“Allison, did you hear me?”
Allison fought to control her voice as she answered her mother, shouting forcefully to cover her passion.
“Jeez mom, I’m in the shower!”
“Don’t take that tone with me, young lady, I asked if you had seen Mark.”
Allison leaned her head against her arm and bit down on the flesh, stifling a huge groan as she did so.
“Allison?”
“No, I haven’t. He’s probably in his room.”
“I just came from there.”
“Maybe he’s out back; I think he said something about that.” Allison squeezed her eyes shut; she was having a hard time concentrating. She had continued rocking back and forth the entire time, fucking herself on Mark’s cock. He was clenching every muscle in his body, fighting to stay in control, but it was no use. He began cumming into Allison, biting down hard on the washcloth to silence his cries.
“Okay, well hurry up; our guests will be here soon.”
As soon as she walked away, Mark and Allison both let huge gasps of relief. She turned to look at him and stifled a laugh.
“God that was so hot.”Hot? HOT??? Mark thought he was going to have heart attack when she had come to the door. He took a deep breath to calm himself.
“You go out first and make sure the coast is clear.”
“Why me?” Allison asked petulantly.
He gave her a look. “Allison, how is it going to look, me coming out of your shower, after your mom already knows that you were in here?”
Allison pouted as she looked up at him and ran her hand down his chest. “I didn’t get to cum. That’s twice now. I hate her.”
Mark took her hand off of his chest. “Jesus Christ Allison, not now.” His heart was still racing. If her mom had caught them together in here …
Allison finally relented and went to check that the coast was clear. Mark raced down the hall to his room, and took a deep breath.Jesus, that was too close for comfort. He thought to himself. He forced himself to slow his breathing and hopped in his shower for a quick rinse, then dressed and headed out to the kitchen.
“Mark, where have you been?” His step-mom asked. “I need you to move some of the chairs around the table outside.”
As Mark headed towards the back door, Allison walked out in a tight fitting low cut maxi dress that reached her ankles. As she walked past him she whispered in his ear, “I’m not wearing any panties.” with a gleam in her eye.
Mark took a deep breath and fought to control himself. He knew that tonight was going to be difficult: Allison was horny, and he wasn’t sure how far she would push him. His biggest concern was that with a crowd of people, someone may see the two of them doing something inappropriate.
As their guests began arriving, Mark and Allison chatted pleasantly with them, answering questions about their future plans, when one of them asked Allison about her college choice. Her mother looked a little disappointed.
“She’s been considering several out of state universities. My baby is leaving the nest.”
“Actually, I’ve decided to go to State.” Allison replied.
Her mother looked pleased. “With Mark? And it’s so much closer to home!”
She turned to Mark. “Didn’t you say that your roommate had backed out on you Mark? Now Allison can take his place, it would be cheaper then staying in the dorms.”
Mark had a surprised look on his face, and eventually stammered “Umm, yeah, but a female roommate …?”
“Oh, that’s no big deal. You’ll be off campus, and it’s a two bedroom apartment, it won’t be much different than being here at home.”
Their parents beamed as they turned to Allison. “What an excellent idea! Then Mark could keep an eye on you and keep you out of trouble.”
“That’s what I’m counting on.” Allison said with a wink as she grinned at Mark.
Mark sat there, completely caught off guard as the conversation swirled on around him.Holy shit, now what do I do?
The rest of the evening, he managed to avoid being alone with her, but he noticed the little sidelong glances she kept making at him, and they were making him uncomfortable: he was sure that someone was going to be able to sense that something was going on between the two of them.
The wine had been flowing liberally throughout dinner, and as the evening wore on the adults began getting a little silly, and he found himself getting a little bored. He wandered outside to find Allison alone, sprawled out in a patio chair.
She smiled up at him. “Coming to find me?” She reached down to the hem of her dress and began to pull it up past her knees.
“Allison, stop.” Mark stepped closer to her to try and cover her movement, and she grinned as she exposed her pussy to him, bunching the material of her dress up above her waist.
“Just think, you’ll be seeing this every night next year in college. I can’t wait until we’re alone there.”
“Allison, this is crazy.” Mark said, frantically trying to pull the hem of her dress down, but Allison giggled as she wrested with him over the material.
“Allison …” Mark warned in a stern tone. “Stop it; you’re acting like a brat.”
She smiled up at him with a devious gleam in her eye.
“Make me.” She taunted.
“Allison, this is really stupid, someone can just walk out here and see what you’re doing. And where do you think this is going? I told you, we can’t date, we can’t be in a relationship, it’s just crazy.”
“We already are in a relationship.” Allison said as she reached for the zipper on his pants. “We’re in a relationship where you fuck me. What else do we need?”
Mark grabbed Allison’s hands and held them in place. “Just so long as you understand that’s all that there is.”
She looked up at him and rolled her eyes. “Jesus Christ Mark, I’m not stupid. I know exactly what this is. Now you’ve fucked me twice tonight, but I still haven’t cum yet. Why else do you think I’m so horny right now?”
Mark glanced back over his shoulder, and then took a look around their back yard.
“Not out here, we need some more privacy.” He took her by the hand and led her back towards the far end of the pool, away from the light spilling out from the windows of the house. There were several pool chairs there, and Allison chose one that faced the house, so they could see if anyone came looking for them.
Allison bent over and placed her hands on the lounge, while Mark pulled her dress up above her hips and unzipped his pants. He ran his fingers up and down her pussy lips until she started to get wet, and then placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He pushed into her for the third time that night, eliciting a loud sigh of satisfaction from her.
He leaned forward and whispered urgently in her ear. “Not so much noise!!”
She groaned again and nodded as he continued pushing in and out of her. Her pussy was boiling; Mark couldn’t believe how hot she was.
“Do me hard Mark, treat me like a whore.” She moaned at him.
Mark couldn’t figure out where this was coming from. Allison had always been a princess, a spoiled brat, wanting for nothing. But somehow, having him take total control over her and forcing himself on her got her hot.
He bunched up the material from her dress in his hand, and placed it above her hip, keeping it out of his way. He grabbed her by the hair with his other hand and began forcing her backwards and forwards, while continuing to buck his hips into her. Allison loved the feeling and began moaning, but Mark realized that the rhythmic slapping sound of his groin smacking against her firm buttocks didn’t leave much doubt as to what was going on, especially with Allison’s moans of passion.
“Allison, be quiet!” He commanded.
Allison smiled and purred. He had grabbed her hair right at the base of her skull where it gave her a feeling of submission, but didn’t hurt too badly, just enough to excite her.
She decided to have some fun with this; it wasn’t fair that she hadn’t cum yet. She started bending her knees, one after the other, to rock her hips back and forth. She kept mewling as Mark continued to slam into her.
Mark let go of her dress and placed his hand over her mouth to silence her. Now he had both hands wrapped around her head, adding to the eroticism of the encounter for Allison. He pulled her upright, and she bunched up the material of her dress, hiking it up above her waist, while Mark maintained his grip on her head and continued pumping in and out of her.
From this position he was hitting her g-spot on every stroke, sending little jolts of electricity through her groin. Allison could feel her impending orgasm about to overwhelm her when Mark suddenly stopped and began crab walking them behind a bush.
“Someone’s coming!” He hissed in her ear. Allison tried to keep moving with him, but her legs were feeling weak, and she stumbled in her wedge sandals. Mark wrapped his arm around her waist, and physically lifted her off the ground as he scurried for cover. His dick had been dislodged in the process, and Allison whined a complaint into the hand still covering her mouth.
“Mark? Where are you?” His dad called, peering into the darkness. “People are leaving now, come say goodbye.”
“Okay.” Mark called back, evoking a muffled exhalation of indignation from Allison.Again?!?!? She thought to herself. Jesus Christ, what’s a girl got to do to have an orgasm around here????
“Is Allison with you?” His dad asked.
“Yeah, we’re talking about next year.” Mark replied.
“Well the two of you come say your goodbyes.” He said, and walked back inside.
Mark took his hand off of Allison’s mouth and breathed a sigh of relief. He pushed Allison down towards his cock and pressed it against her lips.
“Clean it off real quick.” He instructed her.
She was about to protest when he grabbed her by the chin and pressed on both of her cheeks, forcing her mouth open and shoving his dick into it. He rocked back and forth a few times, then tucked it back into his pants and headed inside. Allison sat there for a moment collecting herself, then stood up, straightened her dress, and followed him inside.
As they bade their parents’ guests good night, her mom peered quizzically at her.
“Allison, are you okay? You look a little flushed.”
Mark panicked for a brief moment, but Allison calmly defused the situation.
“I had a couple of glasses of wine tonight; I’m feeling a little warm.” She said.
As they set about cleaning up, Allison could barely contain herself. She had been just about to cum when they were interrupted this time, and she fought the urge to leap on Mark and fuck him to her hearts content.
Their parents bade them good night and headed to bed. As soon as their bedroom door closed, Allison was reaching for Mark’s pants, but he pushed her hands away.
“Are you nuts? We’ve had them almost walk in on us twice tonight. No way.”
Allison was going crazy with desire. “Maaarrrrrrrkkkkk, I have to cum, please make me cum.”
“No way, not with them in the house. You’re going to have to take care of things yourself.” He said, to Allison’s disbelief.
Mark headed to his bedroom, leaving Allison horny and frustrated. She waited until she was pretty sure that their parents were asleep, and then tried to sneak into Marks room, only to discover that he had locked the door. She stamped her feet in frustration before going to her room. She climbed into her shower and turned the water on before selecting the pulse setting. Thank God she had a handheld shower head …
She snatched it off the wall and pressed it to her pussy while she twisted her nipples.Oh God, yes…
She leaned back against the shower wall as she felt herself finally getting close again.
Her orgasm was a small one, but she would take it after what she had gone through tonight.
Three times. Three times Mark had been inside of her tonight, and she hadn’t been able to cum once. She closed her eyes and sighed. This would have to do for now. Tomorrow, she’d find a way to be alone with Mark.
The next day, Allison couldn’t stop looking at the clock; she thought her shift at the store would never end. As soon as she finished, she headed to the water park, figuring to catch Mark as he was leaving. Unfortunately, rush hour traffic impeded her, and she got there half an hour after the park closed that night. The parking lot was deserted, except for Mark’s car.
Where was he? She grabbed her phone and texted him, but got no response. She called and it immediately went to voicemail.
Her heart sank. He’s with that whore…
Mark ignored his phone; he didn’t want to think about Allison right now. He and Julia had gone to a nearby burger joint and were just enjoying each other’s company. Fucking Allison the previous night had really relaxed him, and as odd as it seemed, now that Mark didn’t care about getting in her pants tonight, Julia seemed to be warming up to him.
She was constantly reaching across the table and touching him, and at one point, when a girl had cast a glance his direction, Julia had glared at her.
Mark grinned to himself. He didn’t know what kind of game Julia was playing, but he was going to play it cool with her, and having gotten laid the night before helped him carry it off. The more laid back he was, the more Julia seemed to be trying to arouse him.
As she pulled up next to his car, Julia turned to him with a smile as she shut off the engine.
“I really enjoy spending time with you.”
“Thanks.” Mark replied. “I enjoy spending time with you, too.”
As they kissed goodnight, Mark thought he could detect some reluctance on Julia’s part to let him go, but he wasn’t sure.
As Mark returned home that night, Allison was waiting for him in the driveway.
“Why didn’t you answer your phone?” She demanded of him angrily.
He sighed and pushed past her. “I’m too tired for this shit.”
“Mark, wait!!” She grabbed at his arm, trying to stop him. “Please, I need you!”
He pulled free of her clutching grasp, exasperated with her neediness. God, I wish I had never fucked her. She’s driving me crazy!
“Allison, knock it off, our parents are inside. Do you want them to find out what we’ve been doing?”
“You mean, ‘what you’ve been doing to me’?”
Mark stopped in his tracks. Something about the way she said that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He turned to face her as she crossed her arms over her chest and appraised him coolly.
“Allison …” He began. He couldn’t even think of what to say next. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that you better be figuring out how to keep me happy instead of spending time with that whore, if you know what’s good for you.”
Mark could see the veiled threat that was there, and he started to respond when it hit him: she was trying to piss him off, to get under his skin.God, this is getting tiring. He thought to himself. The endless mind games were wearing on him, and Allison was starting to prove to be more trouble than she was worth.
But she sure looked good. She was wearing a pair of tight running shorts and a spaghetti strap tank top that displayed her assets to their best effect. Despite himself, he was getting aroused.
He glared at Allison.
“Don’t you try and threaten me you little tramp. Not after you’ve been parading around in that little slut outfit, just begging for some guy to squeeze your titties and fuck the shit out of you.”
She smiled as he stalked towards her and took her by the arm, roughly leading her around to the side of the garage, as far away from where he thought their parents might be. He glanced around the neighborhood, making sure that no one would see them as he dragged her deeper into the shadows. He pushed her up against the rough brick wall a little more forcefully than necessary, and then slapped her across the face. He was pissed at her, at himself, at this whole situation. He yanked her shorts down and was greeted by the musky aroma of her wet pussy. He pushed her shorts down to her feet and bent to pull them over her sandals before straightening back up and jamming them into her mouth as she moaned appreciatively. Her pungent juices filled her mouth as she bit down on the nylon shorts.
Mark dropped his shorts and ran his swelling dick up and down her pubis, lightly touching her swollen clit as he did so. Allison had begun growing her pubic hair back, and he could feel the short hairs tickling the underside of his shaft. He dropped his hand to her pussy and began roughly fingering her as she moaned into her shorts. He pulled his hand free and hiked her leg up to provide himself with a passage into her wet tunnel and guided his shaft into her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, humping her hips wildly, desperately seeking a release. He grabbed her ass with his free hand and pulled her towards his cock. She grabbed his shaft with her hand and guided him to her opening. She groaned as he sank into her, pushing as deeply as he could. She squirmed a bit, trying to accommodate his girth, but he gave her no time to adjust, pushing into her as deeply as he could, mashing up against her clit on each stroke. She bit down into the shorts he had stuffed into her mouth and pulled herself as closely to him as she could, enjoying the forceful fucking she was getting from him.
For his part, Mark was feeling more and more like this was a chore. Who would have thought that sex could be such a hassle?
He glanced down at Allison and felt a surge of anger towards her. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was breathing heavily as her teeth clenched down on the shorts stuffed into her mouth. He could feel how hot she was, her pussy was clamping down on his cock, and her juices were running down her legs. She was enjoying herself, and he wasn’t, and that pissed Mark off.
He took his hand off her ass and placed it against her throat, cutting off her air. She began inhaling sharply through her nose, and Mark could feel her struggle a bit. His hand was in an awkward position, so it wasn’t like he was really choking her, but his thumb was pushing against her windpipe, giving her the feeling of choking. It panicked her a bit at first, but it also made her feel a bit light headed, which made the sensations in her groin even more intense. Mark began thrusting into her as hard as he could, lifting her off the ground with each thrust, making her squeal. Mark leaned forward, pressing her against the wall while he slammed into her, trying to batter her pussy into submission.
Despite his annoyance with her he couldn’t fight nature, and it wasn’t long before Allison’s grasping pussy had him ready to cum.
He started grunting, and his thumb pressed even harder against her windpipe. That pushed Allison over the edge, and she began cumming hard, moaning past her shorts. She pulled her arms even tighter around Mark’s neck, and he came, shooting his load into her pussy.
He released his hold on her neck as his breathing returned to normal, and let her leg fall to the ground. Allison was still shaky, and kept her arms wrapped around his neck to hold herself up. Mark gently retrieved her shorts from her mouth and kept them in his hand until she let go of him, then pressed them into her hand.
“I’m going inside. You need to stay out here and get yourself together.”
As he walked off, Allison leaned back against the wall and exhaled, wiping sweat from her forehead and smiling.He’s so easy … She thought to herself.
For his part, Mark was confused by her behavior and a bit worried too. After last night, he thought that Allison knew where things stood, but he hadn’t counted on her jealousy complicating things.
As he lay in bed that night he tossed and turned, consumed with worry. As bratty as she was, Allison may very well try and claim that he had been raping her all summer. He knew that he was going to have to find a way to defuse the threat she was holding over his head.

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Accidental Lovers – Part 3

My continued thanks to everyone for the feedback and my apology for the huge blunder on the boy using his hands. This is the concluding installment and I hope it wraps things up nicely. So please enjoy “Accidental Lovers” and let me know what you think of it.

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What Daddy needs 6

Phoebe dropped onto the sofa and closed her eyes for a second before picking up her book again. Baby sitting Jamie’s boys was exhausting. The three boys, aged five, three, and one, were something beyond hyper. If they hadn’t been Jamie’s kids she would never had agreed to watch them.
Her little brother Justin was the only kid she actually liked. She had just turned seven a month before he had been born and when his mom, her dad’s second wife, had left abandoning her three month old son, Phoebe had happily helped her older sister, Sandra, care for their infant brother. Justin had been like a living baby doll for her and she still marveled sometimes at the fact that he had survived her overly enthusiastic care.
Sandra, ten years older than Phoebe, had followed in their oldest sister Cassie’s footsteps and had gotten as far away from their authoritarian father as she could as soon as she graduated from high school. Jake had never been the easiest man to live with, but Phoebe, the baby for the first seven years of her life, had always gotten away with anything while her two oldest sisters bore the brunt of his anger, especially after Justin’s mom had made her escape.
With both of their older sisters gone, Phoebe had felt that Justin was her responsibility even though her grandmother had moved from her home in New York to stay close enough to help her son raise his two youngest children. She was closer to her little brother than she had ever been to Cassie or Sandra and she knew that he adored her as much as she did him.
She sat up and laid her book on the coffee table when she heard the front door open. Trina Murphy smiled as she stuck her head in the living room door. “Hey,” she said dropping heavily into one of the chairs opposite the sofa. “How have you been?”
Phoebe shrugged. “I have this stupid sinus infection. I’ve been on antibiotics for two weeks.”
Trina grimaced. “I know how you feel,” she commiserated. “I get them, too. Did the boys give you much trouble?”
“Tyson and Alex fed the baby crayons,” Phoebe said slipping her feet into her shoes.
Trina shrugged. “I’m sure they’ve fed him worse,” she said tiredly as she leaned forward to hand Phoebe two twenty dollar bills. “Jamie’s waiting in the car to take you home.”
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Phoebe slid into the passenger seat and leaned across the console to kiss Jamie lightly before he put the SUV in reverse and backed out of his driveway. She leaned back in her seat and smiled over at him.
“Did you have a nice time?” she asked reaching out to caress his thigh.
“It was okay,” he said glancing over at her. “I spent the entire evening thinking about you.”
She let her hand glide up the inside of his leg and brush against the growing bulge between his thighs. She turned slightly in her seat and unbuckled his belt before unzipping his slacks. She practically purred as she pushed her hand into his pants and began to stroke his nearly erect cock.
Jamie groaned and lifted his hips a little as she pushed his trousers down to free his rigid penis. Her fingers closed around his cock and she began to slide her hand slowly up and down. He shifted in his seat to give her better access and she rubbed her hand over the spongy head wetting her palm with the pre cum oozing from the tip before starting to stroke him faster.
“I love the way your skin feels so soft when your cock is so hard,” she murmured.
She squeezed lightly and felt him flex in her grasp. With a mischievous little smile she leaned over and stuck the tip of her tongue into the slit in the head of his cock and scooped up the pre cum gathered there. He jerked his hips and Phoebe opened her mouth and sucked him in.
“Jesus, baby,” he groaned as she began to bob up and down on his hard prick bumping against his right arm as he tried to steer.
Phoebe cupped his balls, rolling them together as she ran her tongue over the underside of his thick cock. putting her hand on his thigh, she braced herself when he made an unexpected left turn, then went back to moving up and down taking him as far as she could into her warm, wet mouth.
Jamie parked the SUV at the far end of a nearly empty parking and lifted her head from his lap. He urged her to sit up and leaned across her body to lift the lever that reclined her seat. Crawling across the console, he pushed his slacks and boxers down to his knees.
His hands slipped under her short denim skirt and he hooked his fingers in the waistband of her cotton panties to pull them down her shapely legs and off. Phoebe slid her ass to the edge of the seat and spread her thighs, propping her feet against the dash when Jamie had settled between her legs.
“I’ve been waiting for this all evening,” he breathed huskily as his lips sought hers.
“Mmmm hmmm,” she murmured as he thrust his tongue into her mouth to dance with hers.
Phoebe’s hand closed around the shaft of his tumescent cock. She stroked him several times squeezing rhythmically as she did so to milk the clear pre cum from the tip. She slid the bulbous head between the swollen lips of her pussy spreading their combined wetness before positioning his cock at the opening of her vagina.
Jamie thrust his hips against her, pushing slowly into her warm, wet depths. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned low in his throat. “You are so tight.”
Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked her hips to meet his hard thrusts. Her breathing quickened as he drove his rampantly hard cock into her, his balls slapping wetly against her ass as he plumbed her velvety depths.
She rhythmically clenched the muscles in her tight cunt on his thrusting cock loving the feel of him moving inside her. His girth stretched and caressed her rippling vaginal walls. Her hands glided down over his back, the muscles flexing under her hands as he fucked her hard, his tempo increasing as he quickly neared his climax.
Phoebe closed her eyes and held him tightly as his lips blindly searched for hers. She gave herself up to the sensations of his body moving on and inside hers. The tingling feeling of her approaching orgasm began to build in her lower abdomen and she dug her fingers into his lower back.
Jamie felt her body begin to tense. He pounded his cock into her hot, young cunt, his breathing growing ragged. He felt his balls tighten and draw up against his body. Phoebe arched her back driving herself onto his turgid cock and ground her pussy against his pubic bone.
She moaned into his mouth and he felt her cunt clamp down on his cock. The contractions of her orgasm gripped him inside her, rolling over his hard member, milking the semen from his testicles. He tore his mouth from hers, his breath hissing through clenched teeth as he erupted into her, his hot sperm washing over her receptive cervix.
He continued to thrust slowly into her as they came down, their breathing returning to normal. He kissed her tenderly as he grew soft inside her. She groaned when she felt him fall out and trail the sticky wetness of their combined cum across the inside of her thigh.
Jamie reached behind the driver’s seat for the box of baby wipes he’d stashed there and handed her a few before taking a couple to clean his cock. He pulled his trousers up and climbing back into the driver seat. Phoebe did the best she could to wipe up all of his cum off her tender flesh before slipping her panties on and straightening her skirt.
She returned the seat to it’s upright position and Jamie reached for her before he started the car. She leaned toward him and he kissed her deeply. He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers, his hands tangled in her silky hair.
“I love you, baby girl,” he said huskily.
“I know,” she said smiling softly. “I love you, too.”
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Phoebe closed the front door as quietly as she could and locked it before heading up the stairs. In the bathroom she stripped out of her clothes and tossed them into the hamper before taking a quick shower. She wrapped in the huge, fluffy towel and crossed the hall to her room.
The light by her bed was on and cast a dim circle of light that didn’t penetrate the corners of her room. Her dad lounged against her pillows wearing only his boxers. He sat up when she entered, one foot dropping to the floor beside the bed.
“It’s 0130,” he said, his voice slightly slurred.
“I know,” Phoebe said crossing the room to her dresser. “I’m sorry I woke you.”
She opened her top drawer and picked up a pair of panties. Before she could slip her foot into them her dad’s arms closed around her, pulling her back against his body. He swayed unsteadily on his feet as he held her tightly in the circle of his arms.
“Daddy, I’m really tired,” she said leaning against him. “And what if Lorraine wakes up and you’re not in bed?”
“She’s not here,” he mumbled as he leaned down and pressed his lips against the side of her neck. “We had a fight and she left.”
Phoebe sighed. “Daddy, you didn’t hit her, did you?”
She felt him shrug and she shook her head ruefully as she tried to pull away. Jake pressed his hands firmly against her stomach, refusing to let her go as his lips continued to explore her throat. She sighed again and relaxed against him.
“You smell so good,” he murmured against her skin.
He slipped his hands under the overlapping edges of her towel, one gliding up to cup her firm, round breast, they other sliding into the damp folds of tender flesh between her thighs. Phoebe moaned softly as his fingers brushed her swollen clit. Jake’s lips caressed her jaw line and she turned her head to offer him her mouth.
“Baby, I need you,” he whispered huskily against her lips.
“I know, Daddy,” she said turning in his arms.
She wound her arms around his neck and Jake pulled the towel away from her lithe body before enfolding her in his embrace. Phoebe pushed up onto her toes to meet his lips. He lifted her off her feet so her face was level with his and she wrapped her legs around his waist. One arm beneath the fleshy globes of her ass supported her weight and with his other hand roaming over her back he pressed her tightly against his chest.
His mouth moved hungrily against her lips, his tongue thrusting demandingly against hers. Phoebe’s hand cupped the back of his head and she kissed him back with a passion that matched his own. Jake massaged one firm ass cheek and dragged his mouth away from hers.
Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his teeth against the soft flesh where her neck curved into her shoulder. He sucked the skin held lightly between his teeth and she gasped.
“Daddy, you’re going to leave a mark,” she warned hoarsely.
Turning with her in his arms to stumble toward the bed. He laid her down and leaned over her. His mouth closed over the peak of one firm breast, his tongue circling her stiff pink nipple as his hand caressed her quivering abdomen before gliding down to test the wetness between her thighs.
“Daddy,” she said urgently when his lips left her breast to trail kisses across her stomach, “I want you inside me.”
He lifted his head to look at her and her hands cupped is face gently urging him up. She met no resistance as he lifted himself to cover her body with his. She pulled her knees up and cradled his hips between her smooth thighs. Jake buried his face against her damp, sweetly scented hair and grasped the shaft of his turgid cock to guide the head to the tight opening of his daughter’s cunt.
He groaned as he pushed his entire length into her warm, welcoming body. Phoebe exhaled loudly and pushed up to take him deeper. She began to rock her hips to meet his slow, hard thrusts.
No matter how much she loved Jamie, and she did, no matter how good he made her feel when he moved inside her, it was nothing compared to what she felt with her father. There would never be anyone that she loved more the the man lying in her arms right now. There would never be anyone that made her feel the way her daddy did when he made love to her.
Jake twined his fingers with his daughter’s and pushed up to gaze down at her beautiful face as he increased his tempo to thrust into her lush body faster and harder. He felt the warm, moist walls of her pussy caress his turgid cock, grasping him as he withdrew, providing exquisite friction as he thrust back into her. He watched the emotions playing over her face as he fucked her. Her head was thrown back, her eyes heavy lidded, her lips parted. Her chest rose and fell rapidly.
“Daddy,” she gasped, her body tensing as her orgasm began to build. “Daddy, fuck me hard. Hard. Make me cum.”
He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back until she’d cum, and pounded his hard cock into her, his balls swinging against her ass as he slammed his pelvis against her. She bucked her hips wildly, grinding her wetly sucking cunt against his pubic bone every time he buried himself inside her. Her whimpering moans drove him to a near frenzy.
“Come on, baby,” he growled as he felt his balls tighten in preparation to release his load. “Cum for Daddy. Come on.”
Her body arched against his and he felt the muscles in her vagina rippling over his swelling cock. He pressed as deeply into as he could as she came hard feeling the head of his cock nudging her cervix.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned as his balls let go and he flooded her womb with semen.
“Daddy,” Phoebe moaned, her hands grabbing at his flexing ass to pull him into her. “I can feel you cumming.”
Jake held himself deep inside her as another rope of cum erupted from his twitching prick. He began to thrust into her slowly again, shivering as his pulsing cock was milked dry by the spasms still rolling through his daughter’s tight pussy. He slowed to a stop as his cock deflated.
He held her close and kissed her gently as she traced his spine with her fingertips. Rolling onto his side he lay with his face close to hers and stroked her hair. She pressed against him and nestled her head under his chin.
“You should go to your bed before you fall asleep,” she murmured drowsily. “She might come home.”
Jake kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her before closing his eyes. “I don’t fucking care.”

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