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Picking someone up for my husband
Everyone has their own little kinks⊠It's just one of life's facts that most of us like to pretend doesn't exist.
I, on the other hand, well, I embrace my kinks.
So as I walked through the mall, I stopped to get a smoothie and sat near a couple of young ladies. Now when I say young, they were legal, don't get me wrong, but they were younger than I was.
I also chose them, before I chose my drink, because I noticed one of them was sobbing as she talked to her friend, and I am the curious type.
I sipped my drink slowly, listening to them. It was the standard fare: he dumped her for another girl, but it wasn't her fault⊠couldn't they still be friends⊠love of my life⊠blah, blah, blah.
That part I didn't care about. The part where she didn't know what to do next, that's where I could help her.
"I couldn't help but overhear⊠I hope you don't think I'm butting in⊠but I have a suggestion which might help you out."
She looked at me. She was cute in her flowery dress, and her doe eyes would have been cuter if she wasn't so bloodshot from crying so much.
"I don't mean to be rude, but you're not my type."
I smiled. She was already thinking about a hookup. That made my ask easier, although not with what she was thinking.
"No, no," I said, putting my hands up defensively. "I wasn't suggesting you try the other side, although I'm flattered you think someone like me could be with someone as cute as you."
She smiled, slightly disarmed by my statement.
"No, but I think you have the right idea. You need to get back out there. Try something new to get the old out of your system."
She smiled slightly. "I don't think I could."
"If I had the right guy for you, would you at least consider it?"
"What makes you know what type of guy I'd want?"
"Look, I've been through some bad breakups. You're not looking for Mr. Right. What you need is Mr Right Now⊠and the more wrong he is, the better he is to help you get over this bad experience."
"So, I should just find any ol' guy and have him bang me? Maybe a bad boy? I don't think that's smart."
"No, you need a guy with the experience, and the⊠shall we say, built-in talent that will help you forget about Mr. Wrong."
"And how do you find that? Mr. Big Dick dot com?"
"Well, I'm sure you could try that, but I had someone who might be closer. Someone who'd vouch for how good they can be when you need to get over a guy." I pulled out my phone and opened my photo gallery. I opened a hidden folder you had to know to search for and pulled up a photo.
"Want to see what forgetting your ex looks like?" I said, holding my phone to my chest.
"Okay," she said hesitantly.
I handed her my phone and watched her eyes widen. I could tell she was impressed already.
There was my husband, all six feet and 190 chiseled pounds of him, and he was sporting his best feature in my opinion, his nine-inch dick that was very proportional to his thickness.
What was better was I was holding the phone as his dick laid against my face, so you knew it wasn't a fake photo.
"Is this for real?"
I noticed she swiped, which I didn't say she could, but knew she would.
Her friend was looking too, and her mouth fell open.
"Let me tell you, he's as good with his tongue as he is with his disco stick⊠if you know what I mean?"
I could see that both girls were getting excited about him.
"Damn girl, you've got to try him out. I know I want to."
"You're married."
"So? Aren't you looking at what I am?"
I chuckled under my breath. He has that effect on women. I know he does it to me.
"So what's in it for you?"
"I have only one request." I paused because I know this is where a lot of people walk away⊠okay, some run away. "I want to be there to watch. I kind of get off on watching him."
I acted all shy, hoping they'd think I'd never done it before, or only maybe once. In reality, I've watched him with a dozen girls, some of them multiple times. I don't join in, I just want to watch.
"I⊠I couldn'tâŠ" said the sad girl, getting up to leave.
"I could," said her friend.
"Really?" the crying girl said.
"Hell, if that thing is real⊠I need to feel alive. To be takenâŠ. And a no-frills⊠my husband doesn't have to find out⊠and you don't have one. So you should definitely try it out."
"What if he ruins me⊠you know, for normal guys?"
"I could use being ruined," the married girl said. "Besides, you go back. I know I did after having my first kid."
I just nodded. It's true, your body handles it just fine, but your mind will always remember. Not that I was going to say anything. That's why they come back, and they almost always do.
"We can't," the crying girl said, then left, taking her friend by the hand.
Oh well, I thought to myself. Most of the time I get a no, but I was hopingâŠ
I went about my shopping and saw the two girls at another store. I didn't approach them, but I did acknowledge them with a slightly embarrassed smile.
As we moved through the racks, the married girl made herself to be near me. She slyly handed me a piece of paper. "If he's real, I have to try him out," she said. "Text me in an hour."
I smiled and nodded without looking at the paper. I knew what was on it.
I walked to another part of the store and set a timer.
Exactly an hour later I was texting her, and we set a meeting time.
She followed me home in her car and walked with me. I hadn't told my husband I was bringing someone home for him, so when I introduced him to Ellie, he was overly polite and asked if he should leave the two of us alone for some girl talk.
I responded by kissing him deeply and rubbing the front of his shorts. "What do you think?"
"Oh, really?"
I smiled and said maybe the two of them should get to know each other better. "By that, I mean, get naked and do what comes naturally."
Ellie blushed, but my husband stepped toward her and took her hands in his. As he held onto her hands, and leaned in and kissed her.
"I'm not looking for anything here. Just sex. Okay?"
"I can do just sex," my husband said to her. "How much time do you have?"
"Aren't you cocky?"
"Well, yes⊠but I also want to know how much foreplay you should get."
"I have an hour at most," she said, as he undid her top and then slid it off her shoulders.
"I wasn't expecting this today⊠I'm not..."
"You're fine," he said. "And if you don't like your outfit, we can just take it the rest of the way off," he continued, as he continued to undress her.
"But what about you? I have to know if it's really that big."
He undid his pants and let them fall. He then pulled off his boxers and exposed his snake.
"It's bigger in real life," she whispered to herself.
I moved to my favorite chair and sat down. I was going to enjoy this show, and it started with her trying to hold the beast, then suck on it as my husband took off his shirt. He knows how much I love to look at his naked body as he pleases another woman.
I sat cock-eyed in the chair and watched as he pinned her legs up over his shoulder, plowing deep inside of her.
I listened to every whimper of her needy little voice as he thrust into her. I was so wet. I wanted to touch myself, but I don't dare with a first-timer. That would come later, I hoped.
Until then, I just burned the image of my husband holding her legs up over his shoulders, and banging away at her, while listening to her beg him to fuck her married pussy even harder.
He pulled out, and I ran over, sucking the cum from his cock. I licked and sucked on the head, nice and gentle, before working the shaft, to get all of her flavor, and all of his cum.
I smiled down at her. "Was it as advertised?"
"Yeah," she said. "Except I thought he liked to eat pussy."
"Go on," I told my husband, "you have time."
He slid down and started to eat her pussy. I stood over him, watching him feast on her pussy.
Two orgasms later, she was begging him to stop. She just couldn't take it anymore.
I helped her up and got her a drink of water. "You'll need this," I said, watching Ellie walk like a baby deer.
She drank, and slowly got dressed.
"So, now fully as advertised?"
She just nodded and looked at my husband. She was half-dressed, and I could see her contemplating taking my naked husband again. "I've got to get home," I heard her reminding herself.
"If you ever want to go again..." I offered.
"No, this was a onetime deal⊠I promised myself. I just⊠since the baby⊠I don't get to as often. I needed that. I really needed that."
"Well, tell your friend then," I suggested. "She'll thank you for it."
She just nodded.Â
As she went to leave, I saw her stop at the door and stare back at my husband for just a little too long. She'd be back. I'm not sure if she'll bring her friend, but she'll be back for more. Of that I'm sure.
I turned to my husband. He looked at me, and I ran and jumped into his arms. "Damn, you're so fucking sexy to watch," I said, as he let me down.
I was stripping naked. It was my turn now, and I just had to have him.
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I was so nervous walking down the hall with my friend.
To let you know, this was back in the 90s when short overalls were all the rage. And while many girls like to wear a white sports bra with it, and trust me it was hot, I always thought my tits were too small. In fact, I was told that by a few guys who saw me just wearing it.
None of them minded my friend Michelle. Her C cups were more than big enough for them, although I'm sure they would have loved to see my other friend who already had DDs and seemed to still be growing, but she never wore anything like that, so she wasn't here for today.
No, it was just Michelle and I, at her large house, walking down the hall wearing our short overalls, but with no bra or shirt at all. We were headed to our boyfriends, who were in the living room waiting for us. They just didn't know the type of surprise they were going to get.
Michelle was nice enough to let my boyfriend and I have a place to make out, since her parents worked late, and mine never did. In fact, my mom was often home before school got out, so that was always a mood killer.
I just told her I was heading over to Michelle's and conveniently left out that my boyfriend would also be there.
I was blushing a little. All we had done so far was making out in the same room. Today we talked about doing more, potentially a lot more. I was okay with it, but afraid my boyfriend would only be interested in Michelle.Â
You see, Michelle was not just busty⊠she was experienced⊠and fun⊠and outgoing.
I was shy⊠the nerd⊠a horny nerd, sure, but I had glasses, she had tits. I blushed⊠a lot⊠she dove in⊠I⊠I wasn't sure I measured up.
"Don't worry, you know he's into you," Michelle said. "You've already done it."
"But it was dark in his backseat⊠now he'll be able to see⊠see youâŠ"
We turned the corner, and there the two guys were, sitting on the sofa, talking sports. They didn't see us right away, but with a simple clearing of the throat, they were much more attentive.
"Oh, wow," my boyfriend said. "Really?" He sounded so excited at seeing me like this.
I smiled as I blushed some more.
"Richard," Michelle said to her boyfriend. "Isn't she amazing?"
"Breathtaking," he said.
I blushed a little more. My hands behind my back pushed my tits a little further out⊠what tis I had.
"Yeah, but look at MichelleâŠ"
"Oh, I will, but you're fine as well," my friend's boyfriend said.
"Fine as hell," my boyfriend said.
"Yeah,you have to say that," I responded, "but I bet you'd rather look at her."
"I'd rather look at you, be with you, and feel you," he said, walking over to me and running his hands over my overalls. I could feel the course material against my skin. Sure, it was sexy to look at, but it didn't feel all that great, I realized.
I smiled a little as I kissed him. "Good answer."
"I would too," said Richard. "If I didn't have a girlfriend that is."
I wasn't paying attention to him, really. But as his words lingered in the air. I turned and looked at him. He wasn't making out with Michele. He was still looking at me. "You'd really want to make out with me?"
"Yeah, if I wasn't dating Michele, of course⊠and you weren't dating my best friendâŠ"
"I ain't stopping you," Michele said to him.
I turned, open-mouthed in shock. Like, what the hell?
"I mean, what better way to show her that she's desiredâŠ"
"But she's still dating my best friend."
"And why wouldn't I let you? She knows you want her that way."
"What?" I was confused about what was going on.
"I'm not sure you'd believe us unless he were to make out with you⊠there's nothing wrong with a little harmless making out. So I won't get in your way."
I wasn't sure, but he pushed me toward Richard, and Michele pushed him toward me. I couldn't help but think it might be okay with the two of them. I was a little nervous to kiss him, but after that first one, it became easier. A second kiss, and then a third, and his hand was over my tits as he kissed me.
"Oh, that's not what she wants," I heard Michele say as I was kissing her boyfriend.Â
I thought she was going to stop us, and I was enjoying myself. Instead, she undid the clasps of my overalls that kept the top up. Now my tits were on full display, and Richard wasted no time in cupping them with his hands.Â
Richard was only the second guy who had touched my bare tits, and I was really enjoying it, especially as he knew just how to tweak my nipples, which caused me to moan. I wasn't expecting that electric shock as he pinched just right. Clearly, he had done this quite a bit. A part of me was hoping my boyfriend was paying attention, especially since my nipples we so sensitive.
I think Richard figured that out, as he leaned in and started to suck on them. First the one closest to him, then the other. He alternated kissing, licking, and sucking, all while putting me in heat.
I noticed that not once had he looked over at Michelle. I peeked to see if my boyfriend was focusing on Michelle. But he was leaning in, watching me even closer.
For some reason, knowing he was watching me and really enjoying it himself, I was so turned on. I never thought I was going to be an exhibitionist, but I liked it.
Richard had slid his hands down to my legs as he sucked on my tits. His hand moved under the short leg of my overalls. They were nice and baggy, which let his hand move up and tickle my cotton panties. I wasn't naked down there like Michele was, but he didn't seem to mind.
I moaned each time he brushed against my panty-covered pussy. I could tell he wanted to go past my panties, but the short legs weren't giving him that access.
"Oh, that won't do," I heard my boyfriend say, coming over to us.Â
I figured he was going to put a stop to us and take over for Richard. Instead, while I was still sitting on his lap, I felt him undo the snaps on the side of my overalls, which made it easier to take off. He then stood me up, pushed my overalls down, and off me.Â
I stepped out of the, expecting to now make out with my boyfriend, but he put me back in Richard's lap and walked back to the chair he had been sitting in.Â
Michele went over to him and sat on his lap. I watched as she slowly ground on his lap, while her boyfriend pushed a finger into my wet pussy.
As soon as I felt him touch me, I quit caring about anything else. He felt so good as he hooked his finger inside me, and practically begged me to cum with it. I felt a second finger push inside me and I was moaning even louder.
Sure, I had already orgasmed, but I had never been so turned on in my life. I knew I would be cumming soon, and loudly.
I reached down and felt his stiff member under his pants leg. I started to stroke it, then I went for his belt buckle and pants snap.
As I pulled his zipper down and he lifted his hips to pull his pants down.Â
I reached inside his boxers, and I wrapped my hand around his stiff member. He was as hard as I was wet.
And I knew how close his member was to me. I forgot I was being watched by my boyfriend and best friend. I forgot everything and just wanted that hard cock. I went from stroking it to rubbing it back and forth against my opening as Richard had pulled my panties to the side.
I so wanted him to push it in. I wanted to push it in. We both knew we shouldn't, but were so turned on, we didn't care. Consequences be damned, I was in heat, and needed that cock.
I slid his did over my pussy lips back and forth until the head of his cock was inside of me. I stopped, realizing where it was and what we were doing. He was only splashing around in the shallow end⊠but the whole thing was right there. No other guy besides my boyfriend had ever been there. Was I really going to cheat on my boyfriend, right in front of him?
I was thinking of sliding it out. I didn't want to, but it's what I should do? Right? Instead, with his cockhead inside my pussy, he pushed up and impaled me with his cock.
At that point, I quit caring. I moaned and kissed him as he put his hands on my tits and we worked to fuck one another with passion.
I was cumming as he kissed me, until I arched my back, breaking our kiss. At that point I couldn't muffle myself, and I came the loudest I've ever orgasmed. If I weren't so horny, I would have been embarrassed, if I wasn't so turned on by it.
I looked over at my boyfriend, and he was watching me intently, not caring that Michele, the busty goddess, was sitting on his lap with her tits right there for him to play with if he wanted.Â
She had undone the straps and her tits were exposed, and she was fondling them herself as she rocked back and forth on my boyfriend's lap. I know if they had been naked, they would have also been fucking. For some reason, that turned me on even more.
Richard was thrusting furiously into me as I sat on his lap. He couldn't hold back and shot his load into my pussy. We fell into each other's arms, exhausted from cumming. Oh, that was so good.
I looked over at my boyfriend, who had stood up and was walking towards us. I hoped he wasn't too mad. We had only been with one another, and now he had just watched me go from some harmless making out to fucking his friend and letting him cum inside me.
I watched him take a step toward me, and as he did, he undid his pants and was working to step out of them. His hard cock was pointed right at me as he stripped out of his pants.
He turned me around and pushed me down onto my knees so I was facing away from him. He then pushed my head down so it was in Richard's lap. I felt him pull my panties aside and push into me with one swift thrust.Â
"Oh, fuck," I moaned as he pushed all the way in. He almost never could go all the way in on the first thrust, but having been opened by Richard, I got it all. "Oh fuck," I moaned again as he bottomed out inside of me.
He was fucking me nice and hard, and I had my head in Richard;s lap, his freshly used cock was right there.
I didn't want to rest my head on it; I wanted more. I turned and opened my mouth. I took his cock in my hand and pointed it right at my mouth. He was still slightly hard and started sucking it.
I tasted my cum and his all over his cock, and it turned me on. I was sucking and sucking, with a cock in each end of me. I had tasted myself on my boyfriend before, but this was different. I was in pure heat, and I loved it.
I orgasmed again, this time with my boyfriend. It didn't take long for either of us, and who could blame us. The whole thing was so hot. I had to release Richard's cock from my mouth so I could cry out in pleasure and keep from biting down on it, but he didn't seem to mind.
Michele jumped in and pulled him to the sofa where she lay down. She had him mount her, and he fucked her with his now hard cock, and she was able to get off as he was for a second time.
He looked very excited to have fucked two girls in just a few minutes. I know I was enjoying having been with two guys in that short amount of time. The question was, was it now time to pay the piper?
We all paused and looked at one another. There could have been yelling and arguing, but instead we all shared an uncomfortable laugh.
"Well, that just happened," Michele finally said. "I'm OK with it⊠but we should set some ground rules if we want to do that again."
We all nodded, but didn't want to get too much into it that way. For now, it was just anything goes.
Michele looked at me. We were best friends who told each other everything⊠well, almost everything. "So, how did you enjoy your second cock?"
Michele had been with half a dozen guys before, and with even more if you only counted making out to second or third base, which she had done plenty before she started having sex.Â
I on the other hand, had only allowed guys access to the clothes, and my boyfriend was my first, and I was his first. It made things a little awkward as we learned together.
"It was fun," I said, smiling a little embarrassed. Richard had been better at making out, but I liked my boyfriend more for the actual fucking.
Michele was still lying down with Richard on top of her when my boyfriend stood. She hadn't seen him⊠or his thing⊠yet, and now she did. I watched as her mouth fell open and closed quickly, so as not to upset Richard. But I saw what she saw, and clearly she was impressed.
"I have to say, I'm still really turned on. I'd be willing to do almost anything," I said.
"Even that thing I wantâŠ"
I blushed and nodded. "Fuck me that good, and I'd let you."
"So you might get her ass," Michele teased.
I blushed at that as I shook my head. "We already do that."
Her mouth fell open. "You let him⊠fuck your ass⊠with that."
I nodded.
"Damn slut⊠I won't let this guy near my ass."
"It's actually pretty fun once you get used to it," I said confidently, knowing I did something she couldn't or wouldn't do.
"So, what is it that he wants?"
I moaned a little as he started fingering me again. "He wants to cover me⊠well,... my face⊠with his spunk."
"You two are little freaksâŠ" Michele said, a bit surprised.
Richard just high fived my boyfriend, impressed that he was so lucky with me.
I moaned a little again as my boyfriend hit the right spot. "Oh yeah, right there," I said, almost in a moan again.
"That's it. Give it to her. Make her beg for your cum on her face," Michele teased, egging him on. I think she wanted to see if I would actually do it.
I closed my eyes as my boyfriend hit a special little spot on me. Oh, it felt so good. I really wanted him to fuck me, but he wasn't quite ready yet⊠and poor Richard. Well, he'd emptied his balls twice already, and so he was going to take a little longer. However, I knew something about him.
"Show me what Michelle says you do so well."
"What?" he said, a little confused.
"You know," I gave him a little head tilt, as if that was supposed to make him magically understand.
Michele held her fingers up to her mouth, in the form of a V, then stuck her tongue between them, acting like she was licking like crazy.
"Come on.. In front of them?"
She just stared at him until he gave in. I watched as he dove between her legs and started to lick her pussy. Fuck, that looked hot.
I was sitting beside my boyfriend and I reached over and stroked his cock while we watched the little show in front of us. Michele was now staring at my man's cock. She licked her lips, signaling how much she liked what she saw.
I didn't act possessive; instead, if anything, it turned me on knowing I had something she wanted.
He kept diddling me with his fingers as I stroked him. I realized we were putting on a show for her, as her boyfriend was putting on a show for us. The only question is who would cum first?
Well, that was easy. It was Michele, and then me. We both have gotten to where we can cum multiple times fairly easily, which is a huge turn-on for the boys.
As my orgasm faded away, I was left holding a thick, hard cock in my hand, and knew exactly what I wanted to do with it. I looked at Richard, who had gotten up, and his own hard cock was pointing at Michele.
Michele got on the floor and turned, kneeling by the sofa. She reached back to let Richard fuck her again. I was sitting on the sofa near her, and let my boyfriend fuck me as I pulled my legs up, allowing him access to my pussy.
Both guys lasted longer than the last times as they had emptied themselves recently, which gave me two orgasms, and Michele another. I was starting to lose count of how many orgasms I had. I just wasn't in heat at this point; I was cum-drunk, if there ever was such a thing.
"Oh, yes, fuck me. Fuck me like that," I said to my boyfriend.
He told me he couldn't hold out much longer, and I told him to cover my face. I practically begged him.
He pulled out so quickly ,and standing in front of me, wanked on his dick, while pointing it right at my face, he shot his load.
"More, more," I begged him, but there was only so much left. "NoâŠ" I whined. "I want more."
"Do it," Michele told Richard. "Give her more cum."
Richard was close to cumming, and he got up and took my boyfriend's face. I looked through my glasses and got another blast of cum.
I smiled, groping my own tits, and he grunted and shot his load all over my face.
My cute, innocent round face had two loads of cum on it. It was a little hard to see through my glasses, but I managed. I got up and walked to the mirror on the wall in their hallway, and saw my slutty self and smiled.
"Oh, I'm definitely going to have to clean up before I go home. My parents would kill me⊠but it was so worth it," I said.
Everyone was naked and smiling as they watched me proudly walk over to them, covered in their cum.
Richard heard something and went for his phone. I saw he had several missed texts and a missed call. He looked panicked, saying he had to run, something about his family. He kissed Michele goodbye, threw on his clothes, kissed her again while feeling up her tits, and ran off.
"You're right, you do need to wash up. Maybe we should all jump in the shower," she suggested.
My boyfriend looked at her.
"She's got a huge shower. I'm sure she could fit a half-dozen people in there if she wanted," I teased.
"Well, right now, I'm only offering it to help you out⊠so don't go getting any ideas, you little slut," she teased.
I just stuck my tongue out at her and moved to the bathroom. We didn't even bother to grab our clothes.
She turned on the water as I went looking for a washcloth. I was a little surprised that she stepped into the shower with me, but I wasn't going to stop her either.
She helped me wash my face better, and then the rest of my body. Some of the cum had dripped, and she was helping me get it all, while using it as an excuse to run her hands over my body.
"Do you know how lucky you are? I can't believe he was your first. It must have hurt, right? And then⊠to take it up your ass?" Her questions kept coming, and I didn't have a chance to answer them.
"What do you mean?" I said, finally, as she took a breath. "He's just an average guy, right?"
Her hands stopped. They were resting on top of my tits where she was helping me clean the cum from me. "I know you've not been with as many guys as I have⊠just two now that you've been with Richard. But couldn't you tell the difference with him? Richard is normal⊠your man's not so much."
I knew Richard's dick felt a little smaller, but I wasn't really focusing on it. In fact, I hadn't really seen Richard's dick. I was sitting on it the first time, and then when I sucked on it, I was focusing more on getting fucked from my boyfriend⊠even when he came all over my face, I didn't see as his hand was covering large parts of his dick.
"Are you asking if you can fuck my boyfriend?"
"What now?" I heard my boyfriend say.Â
I turned and looked at him, and blushed even more. Michele's hands were still on my tits.
"I think everyone wants a piece of you today," he said to us. "I told you that your tits were a perfect size."
It was Michele's turn to blush and try to hide herself, not that there was any place to go.
"You didn't answer my question," I said to my friend.
"If he weren't your boyfriend, I'd be jumping into his arms right now," she said honestly.
"Do I get a say in this?"
"No," Michele and I answered together.
My boyfriend stepped into the oversized shower and kissed me.
I looked into his eyes. "Would you want to have sex with her? I mean, I fucked Richard."
"This isn't a tit-for-tat situation," he said. "I don't have to have sex with your friend just because you had sex with mine."
"That's not what I'm asking⊠or offering."
"So, what are you offering?"
"You can fuck my friend, but only if you do it here, in front of me," I told him.
"Really?" Michele said, more surprised than upset.
"Really. At least I assume you want to."
She nodded her head.
I thought back to all those times we practiced kissing together⊠and even the few times we felt each other up, even if it was just over our shirts, as I watched my boyfriend step behind her and push her forward a little. She was so close to me.
I took her face in my hands and kissed her as my boyfriend pushed into her.
"Oh, she's so tight," he said. "Like you were at first."
"You like?"
"I like," he said, leaning forward to kiss me as he fucked my friend right in front of me.
That pushed Michele lower, and my tits were right at her face level. She latched onto one of my nipples and sucked on it.Â
I let out a small moan and slid my hands down between my legs. I clearly wasn't a lady today, so why not masturbate in front of my friend and boyfriend as they fuck in front of me. I found it a real turn-on.
He was taking his time, enjoying his second pussy, when I heard the door open.Â
"You can't just leave your clothes⊠oh shit," the new voice said.Â
It was Michele's mother, and while she was cool with Michele enjoying herself and her boyfriend, I think catching her having a threesome was a little unexpected, especially since her boyfriend wasn't there.
My boyfriend kept fucking her while we all looked at her mom.
"Really? Your boyfriend isn't available so you hook up with your best friend and her boyfriendâŠ"
My boyfriend realized he was still fucking Michele and pulled out and turned toward her mom. He didn't make any move to cover up.
I watched as Amber, as she had told me to call her for years now, looked at him. Her mouth dropped. "Holy shit," she said, looking at his member. She stared for what seemed like several minutes, although I'm sure it was just a few seconds. "Just⊠just pick up your shit," she said before storming off.
"Should we stop?"
"Fuck no," Michele said. "Not the first time she's walked in on me, probably won't be the last, and I need to cum."
I laughed at that a little. "Then we should be really naughty, since she thinks we are anyway," I teased.
My boyfriend started fucking Michele again, this time a little harder and faster. I think it turned him on getting caught like that.
I pushed Michele a little lower. I was curious if she was as willing as I was to try new things, and soon I felt her licking my pussy as my boyfriend pounded her from behind in the shower.Â
I walked in to get clean, and instead got so dirty, and I liked it.
As my boyfriend emptied his balls into my friend, I lifted her up and kissed her on the lips, tasting myself on her tongue as I diddled her clit. My boyfriend kept fucking her until he couldn't anymore.
I looked her in the eyes. "Tell me you don't want to do that again?"
"I'd be lying," she said.
"Good⊠I hope to come over for a lot more fun in the future."
Shared Teen Experiences
I was so nervous walking down the hall with my friend.
To let you know, this was back in the 90s when short overalls were all the rage. And while many girls like to wear a white sports bra with it, and trust me it was hot, I always thought my tits were too small. In fact, I was told that by a few guys who saw me just wearing it.
None of them minded my friend Michelle. Her C cups were more than big enough for them, although I'm sure they would have loved to see my other friend who already had DDs and seemed to still be growing, but she never wore anything like that, so she wasn't here for today.
No, it was just Michelle and I, at her large house, walking down the hall wearing our short overalls, but with no bra or shirt at all. We were headed to our boyfriends, who were in the living room waiting for us. They just didn't know the type of surprise they were going to get.
Michelle was nice enough to let my boyfriend and I have a place to make out, since her parents worked late, and mine never did. In fact, my mom was often home before school got out, so that was always a mood killer.
I just told her I was heading over to Michelle's and conveniently left out that my boyfriend would also be there.
I was blushing a little. All we had done so far was making out in the same room. Today we talked about doing more, potentially a lot more. I was okay with it, but afraid my boyfriend would only be interested in Michelle.Â
You see, Michelle was not just busty⊠she was experienced⊠and fun⊠and outgoing.
I was shy⊠the nerd⊠a horny nerd, sure, but I had glasses, she had tits. I blushed⊠a lot⊠she dove in⊠I⊠I wasn't sure I measured up.
"Don't worry, you know he's into you," Michelle said. "You've already done it."
"But it was dark in his backseat⊠now he'll be able to see⊠see youâŠ"
We turned the corner, and there the two guys were, sitting on the sofa, talking sports. They didn't see us right away, but with a simple clearing of the throat, they were much more attentive.
"Oh, wow," my boyfriend said. "Really?" He sounded so excited at seeing me like this.
I smiled as I blushed some more.
"Richard," Michelle said to her boyfriend. "Isn't she amazing?"
"Breathtaking," he said.
I blushed a little more. My hands behind my back pushed my tits a little further out⊠what tis I had.
"Yeah, but look at MichelleâŠ"
"Oh, I will, but you're fine as well," my friend's boyfriend said.
"Fine as hell," my boyfriend said.
"Yeah,you have to say that," I responded, "but I bet you'd rather look at her."
"I'd rather look at you, be with you, and feel you," he said, walking over to me and running his hands over my overalls. I could feel the course material against my skin. Sure, it was sexy to look at, but it didn't feel all that great, I realized.
I smiled a little as I kissed him. "Good answer."
"I would too," said Richard. "If I didn't have a girlfriend that is."
I wasn't paying attention to him, really. But as his words lingered in the air. I turned and looked at him. He wasn't making out with Michele. He was still looking at me. "You'd really want to make out with me?"
"Yeah, if I wasn't dating Michele, of course⊠and you weren't dating my best friendâŠ"
"I ain't stopping you," Michele said to him.
I turned, open-mouthed in shock. Like, what the hell?
"I mean, what better way to show her that she's desiredâŠ"
"But she's still dating my best friend."
"And why wouldn't I let you? She knows you want her that way."
"What?" I was confused about what was going on.
"I'm not sure you'd believe us unless he were to make out with you⊠there's nothing wrong with a little harmless making out. So I won't get in your way."
I wasn't sure, but he pushed me toward Richard, and Michele pushed him toward me. I couldn't help but think it might be okay with the two of them. I was a little nervous to kiss him, but after that first one, it became easier. A second kiss, and then a third, and his hand was over my tits as he kissed me.
"Oh, that's not what she wants," I heard Michele say as I was kissing her boyfriend.Â
I thought she was going to stop us, and I was enjoying myself. Instead, she undid the clasps of my overalls that kept the top up. Now my tits were on full display, and Richard wasted no time in cupping them with his hands.Â
Richard was only the second guy who had touched my bare tits, and I was really enjoying it, especially as he knew just how to tweak my nipples, which caused me to moan. I wasn't expecting that electric shock as he pinched just right. Clearly, he had done this quite a bit. A part of me was hoping my boyfriend was paying attention, especially since my nipples we so sensitive.
I think Richard figured that out, as he leaned in and started to suck on them. First the one closest to him, then the other. He alternated kissing, licking, and sucking, all while putting me in heat.
I noticed that not once had he looked over at Michelle. I peeked to see if my boyfriend was focusing on Michelle. But he was leaning in, watching me even closer.
For some reason, knowing he was watching me and really enjoying it himself, I was so turned on. I never thought I was going to be an exhibitionist, but I liked it.
Richard had slid his hands down to my legs as he sucked on my tits. His hand moved under the short leg of my overalls. They were nice and baggy, which let his hand move up and tickle my cotton panties. I wasn't naked down there like Michele was, but he didn't seem to mind.
I moaned each time he brushed against my panty-covered pussy. I could tell he wanted to go past my panties, but the short legs weren't giving him that access.
"Oh, that won't do," I heard my boyfriend say, coming over to us.Â
I figured he was going to put a stop to us and take over for Richard. Instead, while I was still sitting on his lap, I felt him undo the snaps on the side of my overalls, which made it easier to take off. He then stood me up, pushed my overalls down, and off me.Â
I stepped out of the, expecting to now make out with my boyfriend, but he put me back in Richard's lap and walked back to the chair he had been sitting in.Â
Michele went over to him and sat on his lap. I watched as she slowly ground on his lap, while her boyfriend pushed a finger into my wet pussy.
As soon as I felt him touch me, I quit caring about anything else. He felt so good as he hooked his finger inside me, and practically begged me to cum with it. I felt a second finger push inside me and I was moaning even louder.
Sure, I had already orgasmed, but I had never been so turned on in my life. I knew I would be cumming soon, and loudly.
I reached down and felt his stiff member under his pants leg. I started to stroke it, then I went for his belt buckle and pants snap.
As I pulled his zipper down and he lifted his hips to pull his pants down.Â
I reached inside his boxers, and I wrapped my hand around his stiff member. He was as hard as I was wet.
And I knew how close his member was to me. I forgot I was being watched by my boyfriend and best friend. I forgot everything and just wanted that hard cock. I went from stroking it to rubbing it back and forth against my opening as Richard had pulled my panties to the side.
I so wanted him to push it in. I wanted to push it in. We both knew we shouldn't, but were so turned on, we didn't care. Consequences be damned, I was in heat, and needed that cock.
I slid his did over my pussy lips back and forth until the head of his cock was inside of me. I stopped, realizing where it was and what we were doing. He was only splashing around in the shallow end⊠but the whole thing was right there. No other guy besides my boyfriend had ever been there. Was I really going to cheat on my boyfriend, right in front of him?
I was thinking of sliding it out. I didn't want to, but it's what I should do? Right? Instead, with his cockhead inside my pussy, he pushed up and impaled me with his cock.
At that point, I quit caring. I moaned and kissed him as he put his hands on my tits and we worked to fuck one another with passion.
I was cumming as he kissed me, until I arched my back, breaking our kiss. At that point I couldn't muffle myself, and I came the loudest I've ever orgasmed. If I weren't so horny, I would have been embarrassed, if I wasn't so turned on by it.
I looked over at my boyfriend, and he was watching me intently, not caring that Michele, the busty goddess, was sitting on his lap with her tits right there for him to play with if he wanted.Â
She had undone the straps and her tits were exposed, and she was fondling them herself as she rocked back and forth on my boyfriend's lap. I know if they had been naked, they would have also been fucking. For some reason, that turned me on even more.
Richard was thrusting furiously into me as I sat on his lap. He couldn't hold back and shot his load into my pussy. We fell into each other's arms, exhausted from cumming. Oh, that was so good.
I looked over at my boyfriend, who had stood up and was walking towards us. I hoped he wasn't too mad. We had only been with one another, and now he had just watched me go from some harmless making out to fucking his friend and letting him cum inside me.
I watched him take a step toward me, and as he did, he undid his pants and was working to step out of them. His hard cock was pointed right at me as he stripped out of his pants.
He turned me around and pushed me down onto my knees so I was facing away from him. He then pushed my head down so it was in Richard's lap. I felt him pull my panties aside and push into me with one swift thrust.Â
"Oh, fuck," I moaned as he pushed all the way in. He almost never could go all the way in on the first thrust, but having been opened by Richard, I got it all. "Oh fuck," I moaned again as he bottomed out inside of me.
He was fucking me nice and hard, and I had my head in Richard;s lap, his freshly used cock was right there.
I didn't want to rest my head on it; I wanted more. I turned and opened my mouth. I took his cock in my hand and pointed it right at my mouth. He was still slightly hard and started sucking it.
I tasted my cum and his all over his cock, and it turned me on. I was sucking and sucking, with a cock in each end of me. I had tasted myself on my boyfriend before, but this was different. I was in pure heat, and I loved it.
I orgasmed again, this time with my boyfriend. It didn't take long for either of us, and who could blame us. The whole thing was so hot. I had to release Richard's cock from my mouth so I could cry out in pleasure and keep from biting down on it, but he didn't seem to mind.
Michele jumped in and pulled him to the sofa where she lay down. She had him mount her, and he fucked her with his now hard cock, and she was able to get off as he was for a second time.
He looked very excited to have fucked two girls in just a few minutes. I know I was enjoying having been with two guys in that short amount of time. The question was, was it now time to pay the piper?
We all paused and looked at one another. There could have been yelling and arguing, but instead we all shared an uncomfortable laugh.
"Well, that just happened," Michele finally said. "I'm OK with it⊠but we should set some ground rules if we want to do that again."
We all nodded, but didn't want to get too much into it that way. For now, it was just anything goes.
Michele looked at me. We were best friends who told each other everything⊠well, almost everything. "So, how did you enjoy your second cock?"
Michele had been with half a dozen guys before, and with even more if you only counted making out to second or third base, which she had done plenty before she started having sex.Â
I on the other hand, had only allowed guys access to the clothes, and my boyfriend was my first, and I was his first. It made things a little awkward as we learned together.
"It was fun," I said, smiling a little embarrassed. Richard had been better at making out, but I liked my boyfriend more for the actual fucking.
Michele was still lying down with Richard on top of her when my boyfriend stood. She hadn't seen him⊠or his thing⊠yet, and now she did. I watched as her mouth fell open and closed quickly, so as not to upset Richard. But I saw what she saw, and clearly she was impressed.
"I have to say, I'm still really turned on. I'd be willing to do almost anything," I said.
"Even that thing I wantâŠ"
I blushed and nodded. "Fuck me that good, and I'd let you."
"So you might get her ass," Michele teased.
I blushed at that as I shook my head. "We already do that."
Her mouth fell open. "You let him⊠fuck your ass⊠with that."
I nodded.
"Damn slut⊠I won't let this guy near my ass."
"It's actually pretty fun once you get used to it," I said confidently, knowing I did something she couldn't or wouldn't do.
"So, what is it that he wants?"
I moaned a little as he started fingering me again. "He wants to cover me⊠well,... my face⊠with his spunk."
"You two are little freaksâŠ" Michele said, a bit surprised.
Richard just high fived my boyfriend, impressed that he was so lucky with me.
I moaned a little again as my boyfriend hit the right spot. "Oh yeah, right there," I said, almost in a moan again.
"That's it. Give it to her. Make her beg for your cum on her face," Michele teased, egging him on. I think she wanted to see if I would actually do it.
I closed my eyes as my boyfriend hit a special little spot on me. Oh, it felt so good. I really wanted him to fuck me, but he wasn't quite ready yet⊠and poor Richard. Well, he'd emptied his balls twice already, and so he was going to take a little longer. However, I knew something about him.
"Show me what Michelle says you do so well."
"What?" he said, a little confused.
"You know," I gave him a little head tilt, as if that was supposed to make him magically understand.
Michele held her fingers up to her mouth, in the form of a V, then stuck her tongue between them, acting like she was licking like crazy.
"Come on.. In front of them?"
She just stared at him until he gave in. I watched as he dove between her legs and started to lick her pussy. Fuck, that looked hot.
I was sitting beside my boyfriend and I reached over and stroked his cock while we watched the little show in front of us. Michele was now staring at my man's cock. She licked her lips, signaling how much she liked what she saw.
I didn't act possessive; instead, if anything, it turned me on knowing I had something she wanted.
He kept diddling me with his fingers as I stroked him. I realized we were putting on a show for her, as her boyfriend was putting on a show for us. The only question is who would cum first?
Well, that was easy. It was Michele, and then me. We both have gotten to where we can cum multiple times fairly easily, which is a huge turn-on for the boys.
As my orgasm faded away, I was left holding a thick, hard cock in my hand, and knew exactly what I wanted to do with it. I looked at Richard, who had gotten up, and his own hard cock was pointing at Michele.
Michele got on the floor and turned, kneeling by the sofa. She reached back to let Richard fuck her again. I was sitting on the sofa near her, and let my boyfriend fuck me as I pulled my legs up, allowing him access to my pussy.
Both guys lasted longer than the last times as they had emptied themselves recently, which gave me two orgasms, and Michele another. I was starting to lose count of how many orgasms I had. I just wasn't in heat at this point; I was cum-drunk, if there ever was such a thing.
"Oh, yes, fuck me. Fuck me like that," I said to my boyfriend.
He told me he couldn't hold out much longer, and I told him to cover my face. I practically begged him.
He pulled out so quickly ,and standing in front of me, wanked on his dick, while pointing it right at my face, he shot his load.
"More, more," I begged him, but there was only so much left. "NoâŠ" I whined. "I want more."
"Do it," Michele told Richard. "Give her more cum."
Richard was close to cumming, and he got up and took my boyfriend's face. I looked through my glasses and got another blast of cum.
I smiled, groping my own tits, and he grunted and shot his load all over my face.
My cute, innocent round face had two loads of cum on it. It was a little hard to see through my glasses, but I managed. I got up and walked to the mirror on the wall in their hallway, and saw my slutty self and smiled.
"Oh, I'm definitely going to have to clean up before I go home. My parents would kill me⊠but it was so worth it," I said.
Everyone was naked and smiling as they watched me proudly walk over to them, covered in their cum.
Richard heard something and went for his phone. I saw he had several missed texts and a missed call. He looked panicked, saying he had to run, something about his family. He kissed Michele goodbye, threw on his clothes, kissed her again while feeling up her tits, and ran off.
"You're right, you do need to wash up. Maybe we should all jump in the shower," she suggested.
My boyfriend looked at her.
"She's got a huge shower. I'm sure she could fit a half-dozen people in there if she wanted," I teased.
"Well, right now, I'm only offering it to help you out⊠so don't go getting any ideas, you little slut," she teased.
I just stuck my tongue out at her and moved to the bathroom. We didn't even bother to grab our clothes.
She turned on the water as I went looking for a washcloth. I was a little surprised that she stepped into the shower with me, but I wasn't going to stop her either.
She helped me wash my face better, and then the rest of my body. Some of the cum had dripped, and she was helping me get it all, while using it as an excuse to run her hands over my body.
"Do you know how lucky you are? I can't believe he was your first. It must have hurt, right? And then⊠to take it up your ass?" Her questions kept coming, and I didn't have a chance to answer them.
"What do you mean?" I said, finally, as she took a breath. "He's just an average guy, right?"
Her hands stopped. They were resting on top of my tits where she was helping me clean the cum from me. "I know you've not been with as many guys as I have⊠just two now that you've been with Richard. But couldn't you tell the difference with him? Richard is normal⊠your man's not so much."
I knew Richard's dick felt a little smaller, but I wasn't really focusing on it. In fact, I hadn't really seen Richard's dick. I was sitting on it the first time, and then when I sucked on it, I was focusing more on getting fucked from my boyfriend⊠even when he came all over my face, I didn't see as his hand was covering large parts of his dick.
"Are you asking if you can fuck my boyfriend?"
"What now?" I heard my boyfriend say.Â
I turned and looked at him, and blushed even more. Michele's hands were still on my tits.
"I think everyone wants a piece of you today," he said to us. "I told you that your tits were a perfect size."
It was Michele's turn to blush and try to hide herself, not that there was any place to go.
"You didn't answer my question," I said to my friend.
"If he weren't your boyfriend, I'd be jumping into his arms right now," she said honestly.
"Do I get a say in this?"
"No," Michele and I answered together.
My boyfriend stepped into the oversized shower and kissed me.
I looked into his eyes. "Would you want to have sex with her? I mean, I fucked Richard."
"This isn't a tit-for-tat situation," he said. "I don't have to have sex with your friend just because you had sex with mine."
"That's not what I'm asking⊠or offering."
"So, what are you offering?"
"You can fuck my friend, but only if you do it here, in front of me," I told him.
"Really?" Michele said, more surprised than upset.
"Really. At least I assume you want to."
She nodded her head.
I thought back to all those times we practiced kissing together⊠and even the few times we felt each other up, even if it was just over our shirts, as I watched my boyfriend step behind her and push her forward a little. She was so close to me.
I took her face in my hands and kissed her as my boyfriend pushed into her.
"Oh, she's so tight," he said. "Like you were at first."
"You like?"
"I like," he said, leaning forward to kiss me as he fucked my friend right in front of me.
That pushed Michele lower, and my tits were right at her face level. She latched onto one of my nipples and sucked on it.Â
I let out a small moan and slid my hands down between my legs. I clearly wasn't a lady today, so why not masturbate in front of my friend and boyfriend as they fuck in front of me. I found it a real turn-on.
He was taking his time, enjoying his second pussy, when I heard the door open.Â
"You can't just leave your clothes⊠oh shit," the new voice said.Â
It was Michele's mother, and while she was cool with Michele enjoying herself and her boyfriend, I think catching her having a threesome was a little unexpected, especially since her boyfriend wasn't there.
My boyfriend kept fucking her while we all looked at her mom.
"Really? Your boyfriend isn't available so you hook up with your best friend and her boyfriendâŠ"
My boyfriend realized he was still fucking Michele and pulled out and turned toward her mom. He didn't make any move to cover up.
I watched as Amber, as she had told me to call her for years now, looked at him. Her mouth dropped. "Holy shit," she said, looking at his member. She stared for what seemed like several minutes, although I'm sure it was just a few seconds. "Just⊠just pick up your shit," she said before storming off.
"Should we stop?"
"Fuck no," Michele said. "Not the first time she's walked in on me, probably won't be the last, and I need to cum."
I laughed at that a little. "Then we should be really naughty, since she thinks we are anyway," I teased.
My boyfriend started fucking Michele again, this time a little harder and faster. I think it turned him on getting caught like that.
I pushed Michele a little lower. I was curious if she was as willing as I was to try new things, and soon I felt her licking my pussy as my boyfriend pounded her from behind in the shower.Â
I walked in to get clean, and instead got so dirty, and I liked it.
As my boyfriend emptied his balls into my friend, I lifted her up and kissed her on the lips, tasting myself on her tongue as I diddled her clit. My boyfriend kept fucking her until he couldn't anymore.
I looked her in the eyes. "Tell me you don't want to do that again?"
"I'd be lying," she said.
"Good⊠I hope to come over for a lot more fun in the future."
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Now, as a young adult female, I can say Iâm open to many things. In college, I was even known for experimenting, sexually that is, and I donât mean just having a fling with my roommate.Â
No, I was known for being down to try almost anything at least once, which led to some fun experiences that I still try to partake in. Unfortunately, not everyone is down for that now as weâve gotten a little older⊠and by older, I mean since I graduated last year.
I swear, if I knew people would become such prudes as soon as they graduate, I'd have been even more active in college, which is saying something.
So instead, I go online and try to find other freaks like me. The biggest challenge is that a lot of the time people say theyâre freakier than they actually are. There is nothing more frustrating than getting worked up for a naughty threesome, and finding out the two guys cannot perform in front of one another⊠and no, when Iâm looking for two guys to bang, taking them on one at a time isnât the same.
Likewise, the number of guys looking for a threesome with their wife/girlfriend, without actually telling them that was the plan, and expecting me to talk them into it⊠well, that just kind of sucks. Although I have talked a couple of those fine young ladies into someone on one time with me, thatâs a different story for a different time.
So when I saw a post asking for someone to screw their husband, I was both interested and hesitant. On the one hand, the fact that the wife was posting made me think that this might be legit. But was I supposed to set him up? I didnât want to be some honey pot used in a divorce proceeding. Thatâs not my thing after all. I was looking for some kinky fun.
I opted to meet the two of them together at a nearby bar. Thatâs when I learned about another option. One where the wife wanted to watch her husband having sex.
âI found a video of him and one of his college flings⊠and I couldnât stop watching it,â the wife said.
âSince then she has wanted me to tell her about all the things I did with my exes,â Brad, the husband, said. âWhen I ran out of stories, she suggested I make some new ones.â
âI encouraged him to find another girl, but once they find out heâs married, it ends. We had one girl even let me watch. She said all these mean things to me, and I turned me on so much,â the wife said.
As she talked, I couldnât believe it. I was watching her get turned on while talking about how that girl humiliated her. I could never.. But could I be that other girl?
âYou want me to humiliate you?â
âYes,â she said gleefully. âWell, sort of,â she continued. âI want you to pick. I just want to be there as it makes it so much better.â
âWell, for the few times weâve done it. Weâre still pretty new to this,â her husband said. He seemed a little nervous about it, which I get. The wife was⊠well, a normal-looking wife, who you would never expect wanting something so out of the ordinary. I would have expected her to be a âwith the lights out, once a week,â kind of gal, who only did it in the missionary position.
Still, since I knew they were both on board, I was down for it. âAnd when should weâŠâ
âWhenever works for you. I know itâs a little different,â the wife said, reaching over the table and putting her hand on top of mine. âBut it makes our sex life stronger.â
âReally?â
âOh yeah, we fuck like bunnies for a couple of weeks it seems after an event like what weâre asking.â
As I looked at her in her floral print dress, I could never have expected to hear her say the word âfuck,â let alone admit to doing it often. âMultiple times a week, for weeks?â
âOh, we normally fuck four or five times a week, but after some of his exploits⊠Well, we often do it twice a day for a week or two at least. Sometimes moreâŠâ She was smiling a bit now, and I saw her flushed skin. She was very worked up.
âIn fact, just talking about it makes me want to jump him right now.â
âBecause youâre thinking of him and I togetherâŠâ
She just bit her lower lip and smiled and noddedâŠ
I couldnât believe it. This little housewife was getting laid more than I was. And yet, while they seemed like a boring couple, there was something that turned me on about the idea.
She was still holding my hand, so I took my other hand and put it on top of hers. We were now holding hands as I leaned in and looked into her eyes. âAnd what if I want to fuck your husband tonight? What if I want to go back to your place and mount him on your marital bed right now⊠would you still like that?â
She nodded her head even more. I smiled, as I knew I had her right where I wanted her. I might have never done this before, but I was willing to try, and it might be fun.
We headed back to their house. I was a little nervous about it being their place, but I also wasnât sure I wanted them to come back to my place.
I got out of my car and went right up to the driverâs side door and kissed him while we were all outside. I looked over at the wife, âDonât you think everyone should know about this?â
I realized it might humiliate her, and she might like it; that's why I did it. But her husband wanted to move inside, so I followed Brad inside. There the babysitter was. She let Brad and his wife know the kids had gone to bed, and she would head out.Â
She was young, maybe too young; I wasnât sure.
âI bet you canât wait for your husband to fuck the babysitter,â I said to the wife as the door closed with the babysitter now outside.
âShe turns 18 this summer⊠I canât wait.â
I watched her smile at the thought. I could see how turned on she was getting. Knowing there were kids in the house, I suggested moving to the bedroom. She was a dirty girl in her own way. That was for sure.
The bedroom was large and fancy. A king-size poster bed was where I was going to fuck her husband. I ran my hand across the sheets. They were as high a quality as youâd expect in a place like this.
âSo, I think you need to strip your husband naked for me. Let me see what I get to play with.â
She went over to him and took his clothes off while I watched. If I didnât like what I saw, I would leave.
Instead, I saw a seven-inch dick, and it wasnât even fully hard.
âSuck on it for me. I want it nice and hard so I can fuck it properly.â
She started to suck on Bradâs dick, and it grew even more. By the time it was done, it was nearly nine inches, even if it was a little on the thin side.
âVery nice,â I said. âI like a nice long cock.â
The wife blushed a little.
âI think you should strip naked too⊠let your body know how close to that dick it is, and yet, it wonât get it tonight.â
She took her clothes off. It didnât take long as she wasnât wearing any panties nor a bra. This was yet another surprise for me, especially for a mom.
I thought I might go a little further with this. âNow come over here and take my clothes off,â I ordered her. She dutifully walked over to me. I watched as her husband watched her, not me. He was smiling as he watched her naked body walk across the room.
She stopped in front of me. âGo on. You want me to fuck your husband, right?â
She nodded. A little less enthusiastically this time.
âThen get to getting me naked,â I ordered. âThen your husband can fuck a real woman.â Since she wanted to be humiliated, I was going to do it. What surprised me was how easy it was to do it. I always considered myself a feminist⊠but this... This was carnal.
She started with my shirt, undoing the top buttons before pulling it over my head. She then unclasped my bra, freeing my tits. âThink your husband will like my tits.â
She looked at them, putting a hand on them, nodding the whole time.
âI canât hear you,â I stage whispered to her.
âYes,â she said meekly. âI think heâll like your breasts. Theyâre so firmâŠâ
I smiled and looked at Brad. He was still watching his wife, now as she bent over to undo my pants. I helped her by stepping out of them. Then I had her undo her panties. I spread my legs a little.
âMake sure Iâm ready for your husband,â I told her.
âWhat?â
âLick my pussy till Iâm nice and wet,â I informed her.
She swallowed and looked back at her husband. His hard cock was still pointing straight out, and the idea of him watching his wife go down on me turned him on.
She turned back to me and stuck her tongue out hesitantly.Â
âCome on, lick my pussy,â I said a little more forcefully.
She did, just a little bit.
I pulled her closer and got her so she could really lick me. She was hesitant, but wanted to please the both of us. And like with all sex, even when itâs bad, itâs good, and she was making me feel good.
The more she did, the better she got as she got used to it.
âSheâs never tasted another woman, has she?â
Brad shook his head.Â
âNot even as she cleaned you up?â
Still, he shook his head no.Â
âWell, we've got to change that. Thereâs nothing like it, or so guys tell me at least.â I let his wife lick me for another minute or so, until I was good and wet.Â
Then I realized Iâd never had someone watch me. At least, not like this. Sure, I had spent time at a party doing it while other people were in the room, and some were watching, but not anotherâs boyfriend or girlfriend⊠not as they watched.
âSince you hesitated, I think we need to punish you,â I said, taking her by the hand. I led her to the chaise lounge in their bedroom and had her face away from the bed.
âNow, no peeking. Or I wonât let you even stay in the room,â I said.
She realized she was going to be facing away and wouldnât be able to watch like she wanted. Sheâd only be able to hear. Lucky for her, I can be nice and loud⊠or would that be doubly frustrating. I didnât care either way; I just wanted to try Bradâs long cock.
I walked over to him and ran my hand over his shaft. âOh, this is a nice one,â I cooed. âIâm going to have a lot of fun fucking this cock.â I gave him a wet, sloppy kiss, nice and loud so his wife could hear. I turned a little and saw she was doing as she was told, facing away from us.
âSo, Brad, whatâs your favorite position?â I asked him seductively.
He smiled and told me, and I got into position, lying on my back, but letting him put my legs up around his shoulders. With that cock of his, he was going to go nice and deep in me.
I was so turned on by his wife licking my pussy; it didnât take long for me to start cumming. And I made sure I was nice and loud for his wife to know exactly what was going on. Of course, he knew what he was doing, which didnât hurt either.
I watched as he stared right into my eyes as I came for him and his wonderfully long cock.Â
âOh, yes,â I moaned. âDonât stop. Give it to me. Give it to me,â I was nearly begging as he thrust in and out of me over and over again. âYou feel so fucking good,â I told him, making sure his wife could also hear.
I looked over, and she was squirming a little, wanting to turn and watch, but knowing my threat, she didnât dare.
âOh, thatâs it. Fuck me harder,â I begged him, staring at his poor little wife. âI bet that pussy feels so good on your cock.â
âYes,â Brad hissed, trying to keep from cumming himself.
âYou want to cum donât you.â
He just nodded, trying to hold out.
I wrapped my legs around him.
âThen do it. Cum in me. Cum in my fucking pussy. Your dick deserves it.â
He grunted as he came inside my pussy, while I held him there, nice and deep. Fuck, it felt good.
I looked up, and him and smiled as he had finished. I was still holding him there, not letting him leave. âThat was good. When will we do it again?â
He looked at his wife, and I made him look at me. âWe decide, not her,â I said, making sure she knew her place.
He looked a little afraid of this dynamic. That was fine. Even if this was a one time thing, it was going to be great for me, and I think for her as well.
âSoon enough then,â I said, with a bit of a teasing smile. âNow bring your little bitch wife over here,â I ordered.
He went over to his wife, and took her by the hand, leading her to me. She stood in front of me, while I propped myself up on my elbows.
âYour husband did a good job fucking me. But I left a mess all over his cock. Why donât you clean it up for him?â
She looked at him, and then at me, then back at him. I think she was trying to figure out what to do.
âWith your mouth. Clean his lovely cock that made me cum so good.â
She realized what she was supposed to do, and got on her knees. There she started to lick and suck on his cock, cleaning all of his and my cum that covered him. While he was soft, he still liked it, and moaned from time to time.
âOh, looks like the little bitch has a talented tongue for cleaning up cum,â I teased. âThatâs good, because I have a good amount of cum in me as well,â I said, spreading my pussy lips so she could see the cream pie.
âOr does the little bitch want to sleep in a wet spot tonight?â
She turned and smiled at me.
âYou know you donât really have a choice in this,â I told her. She caught my meaning and went to licking my pussy, sucking all of her husbandâs cum out of it.
Oh, it felt so good as she rooted around in my pussy getting all of his cum⊠and making me cum again in the process.
âThatâs it. Suck your hubbyâs cum from my cunt. See how much he gave me. Thatâs because he loved fucking my cunt, and heâs going to continue fucking me. I bet youâd like that, wouldnât you?â
She paused and looked up at me, smiling.
âGood girl. Maybe Iâll even let you watch. Would you like to watch my legs wrapped around your husband as he fucks me, filling me with his cum?â
âOh yes,â she moaned as she kept licking my pussy.
Iâm sure she had sucked all of his cum out of my cunt, but I wasnât going to stop her.
I let her make me cum one more time before I ordered her to stop. I sat up and held her chin in my hand, kissing her softly on the lips. âThat was a good girl,â I told her, looking into her eyes as I broke my kiss. âAnd your husband is good to fuck as well,â I teased her.
She smiled and nodded. She seemed to like the fact that I had fucked her.
I looked over at her husband. He wasnât quite ready to fuck again, which was a shame. I would have loved to do him again, but now would not be the time.
I stood up and got dressed. Brad threw on a robe and walked me to the door. I paused at the door instead of opening it. I reached down and stroked his cock in the opening of his robe. I was slowly growing as I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked it.
âAre you going to go back there and fuck your wife?â
He just nodded.
I smiled. She was lucky, in her own way. While I donât mind being shared, Iâm not sure I could share someone I loved.
âWill I get to come back?â
âI hope so,â he said before opening the door.
I knew that was my cue. I turned to walk away, back to my empty apartment, but I paused and turned. âIf she ever wants to change things up⊠I know she could be a lot of fun in a threesome⊠or we could do another night like tonight,â I offered.
And with that, I walked out the door, wondering if Iâd get called back again. I kind of hope so because it was different and fun. And there was something about humiliating his wife⊠maybe I could find other couples that needed that. If their husband was as good as he was, I could definitely get used to that.
I thought about it all the way home, and as I went to bed⊠I wasnât completely alone. I pulled out one of my toys, and used it till I fell asleep, imagining Brad fucking me, while his wife watched and enjoyed her husband filling me up, so she could clean me up again and again.
Claiming territory
This is a very old one, but I havenât posted anything in such a long time, so⊠I wanted to write more for this, but I think it works as it is. :)
Tags: Daddy/daughter, incest, drugged, dub-con, somnophilia, impregnation, pregnant sex
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The night Mary confided in him was a bad night. He was more than shocked that his daughter wanted to have sex with her boyfriend of two months. Certainly, she was 18 and old enough to decide for herself, but the thought of her being fucked by that âboyâ Brian made his insides churn.
Yet, he listened to her shy questions, explained (in as least words as possible) how to satisfy a man. He even promised her to get the condoms, having no idea how it happened. Her big, pleading green eyes must have had something to do with it.
He could never resist her. Not when sheâs been a baby, not now that she was a young woman.
He kept postponing the inevitable, claimed he had forgotten to fetch the condoms before he left his pharmacy. But the disappointed look in her lovely eyes and the pouting of her full pink lips pained him. He knew he would give in soon, give her the condoms and then hear her moans and the squeaking springs of the bed at night when she made love with that loser.
It was the next time he saw them together when he realized something shocking and most troublesome. Brian had come over for dinner as he did sometimes and there was nothing out of the ordinary. It was them giggling and laughing and then outside in the garden holding hands when it hit him: He wanted Mary all to himself! In every way possible.
Since this thought had crossed his mind, he stopped seeing her as a daughter. The girl in front of his eyes had vanished and instead he noticed her curvy hips, her full ass cheeks, her long tanned legs and her firm B-cup tits. Every night since that fatal change in their relationship (which she wasnât even aware of), he would masturbate thinking of her, his wife lying next to him in the bed, sleeping.
Since his early twenties he hadnât been so horny and he couldnât stop wanking thinking about ravishing his daughterâs sweet little pussy.
He wanted her bad.
Thatâs when he started to drug her. Having a pharmacy made it all so easy. He just slipped a sleeping pill into her dinner or her drink when Mum wasnât looking and then he had all night to play with her.
As soon as he was sure his wife was sleeping, he jumped out of bed and went into Maryâs room, locking the door behind him. He took his time admiring her after he pulled back the blanket, before he started to push up her night gown. And her panties down.
Gosh, how he loved that first whiff of her completely shaved cunt (he had recommended her shaving it all. Of course she had done what he had told her) when he spread her legs.
He knew every inch perfectly by now. Knew that nipping at her clit would drench her cunt within a minute. Her juices flew easily and he loved it. Sometimes he spent a full hour just licking her so wet her juices would soak the sheets. And her taste! Good heavens, he couldnât get enough!
When he ate her out at night, he thought about Brian and how jealous he would be if  he could see him getting everything she was still denying him. He wondered how he would react if he knew that her father made her come at night at least three times only by using his skilled tongue and fingers.
âBrian will never be as good to you as I am, babyâ, he liked to whisper in her ear when he was hovering above her, his pulled out and fully erect cock rubbing along her drenched bald cunt, soaking his shaft in her juices. âI know what your little pussy needs, baby. It craves my tongue and my fingers, and most of all my big fat cock. Oh, how your puffy cunt wants him to tear her apart, baby. I can feel itâ, he whispered and let the tip of his tongue slide over Maryâs lush lips.
âBut tell you what. When the time comes and I fuck you, and I will, baby, then you will be wide awake, begging for my cock.â
No, he never fucked her when she was sleeping. He wanted to, of course, his cock aching for her tight virgin hole, but he was in control of himself. And he found other ways to enjoy himself, like rubbing through her cunt, or fucking her mouth slowly before squirting all over her face or tits. He especially loved doing this, covering her in his cum, marking her his own. He did clean her up before he left, of course, but he liked to lay beside her for a while, watching his semen sticking to her wonderful body, imagining her tongue flicking out and licking it off her lips.
The mornings after those sessions were very amusing, for Mary always came into the kitchen with a big smile on her face. Her mother had noticed her sudden improved mood, too. Obviously, cumming over and over again was uplifting the teen spirit. He should share this advise with other daddies: If your teen daughter is being bitchy, just lick her sweet virgin cunt until she cums. Â
^w^
He had been able to postpone the day for a couple of weeks, but the day came when Mary stood before him, holding up a package of condoms, her lovely cheeks blushed.
âWhen will you do it?â he asked her then, his voice hoarse.
âTomorrow. He wants to take me to his parentsâ summer house for the weekend.â
He could only nod, not trusting his voice.
Only one night left to pretend she was hisâŠ
He slipped her the pill and snug into her room as usual. He pushed the night gown over her breasts and pulled down her panties, the tasks so familiar and dear to him.
Then he took his time caressing her, kissing her on the lips and all over her body. He closed his mouth around one nipple and sucked at it lovingly until it pebbled and was pushing against the tip of his tongue.
âGod, how I love your firm tits, babyâ, he breathed against her warm skin and claimed the other nipple, teasing it as well.
While he worked his way down her body, he shimmied down his pants and freed his already hard and aching cock.
âAnd your flat little bellyâ, he whispered as he pressed open-mouthed kisses to her tummy, his tongue circling around the belly button. A whiff of her already wet cunt filled his nose and he let out a growl, the tip of his tongue sliding down over her bald mound as he spread her legs wide open.
âGod, your cunt, baby!â he moaned and pressed his face into her hot flesh, already drenched in her juices from his attentions. âSo fucking sweetâ, he murmured while plowing his tongue through her slit, âso fucking hotâ, he growled and let his tongue flicker over her swollen cherry, enjoying the wet sounds it made, âso fucking wet for daddyâ, he moaned and pushed his tongue deep into her tight virgin hole, rubbing the walls and licking off the juice. His babygirl came and he grunted when her channel started convulsing and tried to suck his tongue deeper into it.
âOh, baby. Youâre so fucking beautiful. I wish you were mine to fuck, all day and night. Iâd never stop fucking you, babygirl. Iâd give you so many orgasms you couldnât get a single word out of that sweet little mouth of yours.â
He lifted himself up to hover over her and pushed his juice covered tongue past her sensual lips. While he kissed her, he curled his fingers around his cock and started pumping, debating inwardly where he should shoot his load.
His head nudged the hot, wet flesh of her pussy and he growled into her mouth.
He knew where he wanted to put his cum. Where it fucking belonged: Into the tight little cunt of his daughter.
Something primal and animalistic stirred in him then, the love he felt for his daughter being tainted with the hunger to possess.
âGod, babyâŠI want you so fucking badâ, he pressed through gritted teeth as he rubbed his cock faster.
âI donât want that bastard to have you. Youâre mine. Mine. I made you. I own you and that sweet little cunt.â
He pumped his dick hard now, panting against his daughterâs parted lips. He looked down at her serene face and the beast inside him told him what to do.
âYeah,â he breathed and guided his pulsating cock to her pussy, wetting the tip with her juices before he pushed against the little entrance, âI will breed you, Mary. Only my babies will fill that hungry teenage womb of yours.â
He bit back a loud growl when he slowly pushed his fat dick into his daughterâs pussy, throwing back his head when her tight walls closed around his head.
âYouâre so fucking tight, baby. Daddy loves it. Daddy loves your cunt.â
He pushed further and further, a shiver running up his spine as he felt her walls stretch for his cock. There was nothing he wanted more than to just slam his length into her, but he knew he couldnât rip her hymen apart or the plan his lust-clouded mind had formed would be endangered.
He would let Brian have her cherry, he would let him fuck her. And when they were done, they would find that there had been a hole in their condom. Mary would be pregnant and Brian would be out of the picture (he knew his parents. They would do everything to get their son out of this mess) and he would have his daughter to himself again.
Ah, yes, marvelous! Perfect solution. All he had to do now was to get his daughter pregnantâŠ
Another growl urged from his throat when he felt the little barrier a third-way inside Maryâs cunt. Acting on instinct he pushed against it, but restrained himself. He was content for the moment with pushing in and out, watching his head appear and disappear in his daughters soaked, pink cunt. This lovely sight and the tight, massaging walls drove him to the edge within a minute.
âOh yes, baby, Iâm there. Itâll happen. Iâll give you my seed in a second. Youâll be carrying my child while everyone will think itâs that loserâs. Only Iâll know itâs mine, baby. As are you. Both mine..Gnnnghh!â
With a suppressed scream he pushed his head into her one last time and shot off  his load. A quick hand darted down and he rubbed his daughterâs clit furiously, causing loud wet sounds to fill her room.
âCome on, baby, cum for DaddyâŠsuck my semen into your fertile teenage womb, my little baby slut.â
He suckled her tit while he pushed in and out of her, ejaculating more and more cum into her. Then, oh heaven, he felt another orgasm ripple through her and he let out a growl when her walls started pumping on his cock.
âGood, baby! Yes, good girl!â he panted and when he was all spilled, he pulled out and lifted her bottom high into the air, watching her still clenching hole as his semen wandered further into her cervix.
With a satisfied moan he cupped her cunt with his mouth and lapped through her slit, teasing the clit to prolong her climax as much as possible.
When it was all done, he gently laid her hips back on the bed. He looked at her lovingly and caressed her beautiful young body with his large hands, massaged her wonderful breasts fondly before he rubbed her drenched little cunt one last time. He bent over her while he did so and whispered into her ear: âNext time, my sweet babygirl, youâll be awake.â
Gently, he put her panties back on with a parting kiss on her puffy pussy lips and covered his daughter with her blanket.
âI love you, Maryâ, he whispered and placed a sweet kiss on her forehead before he left the room.
^w^
Call it luck, call it fate, but his plan worked out perfectly. He was able to pinch a hole into the condoms she had bought and he was standing at the ajar door while Brian deflowered his Mary rather clumsily. He had almost burst into the room when she had cried out in pain as her hymen had been ripped apart and he had just continued to hammer into her, too overwhelmed to control his lust. Mary had cried for the rest of the brief act before he had cum inside her and broke down on her a second later.
Because of this pathetic act alone he wasnât sad about throwing out his ass a couple of weeks later when they would stand before them and tell him and his wife that Mary was pregnant.
With Brian being out of the picture as predicted, Mary became almost depressive. She really had loved this guy and a part of him felt very ashamed for what he had done. But it was all for the greater good, he told himself, and started to do everything to cheer her up. No new phone, laptop or trip could do, though. It took her daddy a while to realize that she needed comfort more than anything.
It happened on a day when her mum was out grocery shopping. He stepped into her room (where she spent most of the time these days), and laid down beside her in her bed like he had done so many times before, only difference now that she was awake.
She tensed when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back against his chest, but when he placed tender little kisses on her neck, she let out a sigh and relaxed against him.
âHeâs an idiotâ, he softly began and his hand started to stroke her, gently wandering down her thigh and up to her shoulder in long, lazy strokes.
âYouâre the most wonderful girl in the worldâ, he continued and placed a kiss just below her ear.
A part of him hoped that she subconsciously remembered him doing this to her when she had been sleeping.
âEvery guy would be lucky to have you.â
His lips lingered at her ear, brushing her sensitive earlobe. Very pleased, he noted how she shivered. His hand carefully snaked under her shirt and pushed down her leggings. Mary tensed up, but when her daddy started rubbing her tummy, she relaxed again.
âThis is your baby, Mary. Your wonderful, sweet baby. Itâll be all yoursâ, âand mineâ, he added silently, âand no one can take him or her away from you. Iâll be there for you. You wonât be alone, baby.â
âI know, daddyâ, she replied in a soft hush and cuddled against him, her bum melting against his pelvis.
âWhat would you like, baby? A boy or a girl?â he asked her casually while his cock twitched in excitement, rubbing against her ass cheek. His fingers wandered lower, beneath her belly button, only the tips grazing the beginning of her pubic mound.
âI donât care, as long as itâs healthyâ, Mary replied. She had her eyes closed and tilted her head, letting out a little begging sigh like she had done when sheâd been a little girl. With a smirk he bent down and placed more tender kisses on her long swan neck.
He wrapped his other arm around her now, pulling her into the save cocoon that was his strength and warmth.
âMy sweet little babygirlâ, he whispered into her ear and placed a kiss on her earlobe, causing her to sigh.
âIâm not your baby anymore. Iâll be a mum, soonâ, she protested weakly, clearly dozing off.
âYouâll always be my babygirlâ, he whispered into her ear and gently pressed his half-erect cock against her full ass.
âEven when your belly and breasts will be swollenâ, he added and a pleased shiver ran down his spine as the mental picture entered his mind.
His cock swiftly swelled to its full size and he worried that she would notice, for it was clearly pressing against her fine ass.
Either she was too far gone already or she didnât care. Both reasons were fine with him. Very slowly, with his eyes trained on her serene profile, he let his fingertips brush down her belly button again. She stirred a little, so he returned to kissing her neck again, his fingers pausing. His heart was beating against his chest. He was so hard. He wanted her.
His fingers moved a little lower and he bit back a moan when he felt her bald mound. She still kept it clean shaven, his little angel.
How he missed the taste of her sweet little pussy! He hungered for a bit of her wonderful juice.
Placing another kiss right on the soft spot beneath her earlobe, he spread his fingers and moved the middle finger further down, listening to her regular breathing. Biting his lips, he let the middle finger slide even further until he reached the beginning of her so familiar pussy lips, feeling the little dip between them.
âOh, babyâ, he couldnât help but whisper as he started to gently rub the tip of his finger through the little dip between her lips, very careful not to stir her awake. But he was needy, lord help him. His cock was rock hard and pressing against his daughterâs ass so demanding. Forgetting all the danger, he let the finger slide in between her hot folds until it nudged her clit. Mary let out a sigh.
âItâs okay, baby. Sleepâ, he whispered quickly and very gently started to circle her little cherry.
âIâll just make you feel a little better, my angel. Daddy is here, donât worry.â
âDaddyâŠâ she whispered and to his shock and joy, she pressed her bum against his cock. He had to suppress a growl.
Some part of her did remember all the beautiful things he had done to her, he thought happily as he pushed against her clit. Then his finger wandered lower and he almost jubilated when he felt the familiar moist on his fingertip.
âDaddy made you horny, babyâ, he whispered into her ear and, being braver now, slowly plowed through her slit, up and down, spreading the juice and circling her clit again.
âYou want your daddyâs cockâ, he breathed into her ear and rubbed his length against the warm, soft cheek of her ass.
âDo you want me to give it to you, baby? You want your daddy to fuck you?â he asked his slumbering daughter, the wet noises of his finger flickering over her swelling little cherry filling the room.
âYesâ, that sweet little angel in his arms whispered back and he nearly came then and there.
What a daughter he had been blessed with!
His hand was trembling when he pulled it out of her leggings to push it and her panties down. It was difficult to move slow, but he knew he had to. If he would be very lucky, his daughter would wake up when his cock was already deep inside her.
Breathing heavily, he rolled the fabric down her creamy skin, exposing more and more of her ass.
He had her pants halfway down her ass when he heard the door downstairs open.
Shit! His wife!
Carefully, but as fast as possible he readjusted her clothing and untangled himself from his sleeping daughter. He had just enough time to cover her with her blanket before he left the room and hurried into the bathroom to jerk off into the sink.
^w^
After the frustrating end of a rather promising start, he couldnât wait to have another alone-time with his pregnant daughter. Unfortunately, his wife was buzzing around her almost constantly, advising her about pregnancy 24/7. Both him and Mary were sick of it. The wife didnât notice, though, so she chirped on and on about what to eat, what to do and what not to do, etc. They rarely got to spend time alone, so both of them were very happy when they found themselves alone in the garden one night with the wife having fallen asleep on the couch.
They smiled at each other and he sat down in the comfy lounge chair. When she wanted to sit down in the other one, he held his hand out to her.
âCome sit with me, baby.â
âIâm too heavyâ, Mary protested but he only snorted and pulled her down onto his lap, pulling her back against his chest. With a sigh she rested her head on his shoulder and he seized her relaxed state to slip his hand under her shirt to rub the little bump in her belly.
His baby.
âHeâs far too small to have any effect on your weight, yetâ, he grinned at her while he casually pulled up her top below her breasts to gaze down on her little bump.
âI guessâŠyou think itâs going to be a boy?â she asked with a slight smile. Her lovely face was so close to his and he couldnât resist on pressing a kiss onto her cheek.
âYep.â
âWhy?â
âJust a feeling.â
He grinned at her and she kissed his cheek. Then she shifted until she sat on him fully, her ass pressing against his cock again. With her being close, it was already half-stiff.
They sat there watching the stars, both enjoying the silence. He continuously rubbed the taught little baby bump.
âThatâs so niceâ, she whispered and rested her forehead against his temple.
âYour mum loved it when you were on your way.â
âItâs wonderful.â
Thinking for only a second, he let his hands wander down to her jeans and opened her button. When he pulled the zipper, his daughter stiffened.
âWhat are you doing?â
âGiving you a rub, babyâ he said innocently and pushed her jeans and panties into her crotch so he could reach all of her belly.
âJust relaxâ, he whispered into her ear in the tone he had always used when he had come to her at night and went back to tenderly rubbing her belly. After a few seconds, she did relax and he lovingly caressed his baby growing inside his daughter.
âBoy, I wish Brian was hereâ, Mary admitted into the silence.
âI thought you were over him nowâ, he replied, trying to sound indifferent, but couldnât quite manage.
âOh, I am. Itâs justâŠyou know, Iâm in my first trimester and, wellâŠa man would come in handy right now.â
She let out a shy chuckle, not realizing what effect this little confession had on her father.
âI seeâ, he managed to answer and even could throw in a fake chuckle. But his insides were burning and his cock was swelling.
His daughter needed cock.
God, he had waited so long for this.
âIâm sorry things didnât turn out as you hoped, babyâ, he began and pressed a kiss on her neck.
âMe tooâ, Mary replied sadly and he seized the sadness to kiss her neck again. His lips wandered up her neck just below her earlobe to leave another kiss there.
âYou must be so frustratedâŠâ he whispered and covered her soft skin with kisses until she tilted her head to the side to allow him better access.
âYou have no ideaâ, she joked and brushed some strands of her long hair out of her neck.
âI think I do, babygirlâ, he whispered hoarsely and for the first time he opened his mouth so his tongue could taste the skin of her neck as he kissed her again.
Mary flinched and stiffened, but her daddy left more open-mouthed kisses on her neck while his big hands gently moved over her belly, soothing her.
âI wish I could help you, babyâŠlift the burden off you somehow, or at least make you forget it for a whileâŠâ
His clever fingers feathery traced her skin below her belly while his lips caught her earlobe.
Mary let out a surprised gasp.
âDaddyâ, she gasped in shock, her mind rebelling against the mere hint in his words, while her nipples hardened. They were poking through her top already, he could see them clearly.
âItâs okay, baby. Iâm here for you.â
He knew he had to be bold now. She was fighting this while her body was obviously all for her daddy pleasuring her, so he had to make sure the body would win the internal argument.
So he let his hand slide between her thighs (like it had so many, many times without her knowledge) and his knees opened her legs in the exact moment his hands slid between them and his middle and ring finger settled on her clit.
His daughter let out a shocked gasp and closed her legs, but his hand was already where it wanted to be and he could rub and tease her clit all he wanted.
âDaddy, no! Stop!â she hissed while her legs were twitching.
âRelax, baby. Iâm only trying to help.â
He dipped his two fingers into her hole and she let out a little cry. With his fingertips covered in her juices they slid back up to rub it on her swelling clit.
âJust like this, baby. Lean back and enjoy. Itâs good for the baby. He needs his mom happy.â
She squirmed on top of him and tried to pull his hand out of her pants, but she herself had trapped it there with her legs.
âTrust me, babygirlâ, he whispered soothingly into her ear and kissed her jaw.
âOh Godâ, she breathed as he pinched her clit just the way he knew drove her crazy.
âThatâs right, baby. Daddy knows what you need. Open your legs for me, darling.â
His voice was a hushed order and Mary bit her lip, arching her back in a final act of protest. But his fingers were trained to please her and he had gathered enough experience in pleasing her sweet little cunt that she didnât stand a chance.
With a high-pitched gasp and shame washing over her, Mary finally opened her legs to her fatherâs fingers.
âThatâs my girlâ, he praised her and now used his complete hand to rub her already drenched little cunt. She let out little moans that were music in his ears as he plowed through her hot slit. While he let one finger flicker swiftly over the swollen clit, he pushed up her top over her left breast and pulled down her bra to pinch her pebbled pink nipple.
âGod, Daddy! No, stopâŠthis is so wrong. You shouldnâtâŠâ, she was whining on top of him but rolling her hips to get his fingers into her needy hole.
âListen to your wet little cunt, baby. It doesnât think itâs wrong. It loves daddyâs fingers. You want me to fuck you with my fingers, baby?â
She shook her head and whimpered, but spread her legs even wider.
âSay itâ, he panted into her ear, his finger flicking over her clit and the wet noises it caused filling both their ears.
Mary was biting her lips and her legs were shaking. She was close, he noticed, but he wouldnât allow her to come without begging him to fuck her. So he stopped his ministrations, his hand resting on her pussy.
Mary had a hard time opening her eyes, she was panting and squirming on top of him and hesitantly met his eyes. Oh, he could see her inner turmoil, societyâs teaching condemning her for wanting her daddy to fuck her.
Teasingly, he let his fingertip circle her hard little nipple and looked into her eyes.
âBeg daddy to fingerfuck you, baby.â
Maryâs eyes widened. This wasnât the man she knew as her daddy. This was some dark animal, toying with her before he ripped her apart.
His hand was gently moving over her cunt. The need to orgasm became unbearable. She was appalled by the situation, but her body was burning with desire for her own father.
âPlease, daddyâŠâ she heard herself whisper and another wave of shame clashed over her, âplease fingerfuck me.â
She let out a surprised scream when her Daddy roughly thrust two big fingers into her tight little cunt.
âShhhâ, he chuckled as he repeatedly shoved his fingers into her, âor youâll alert mum. And then I have to stop this.â
With every word, he fucked her slick hole with his fingers. His baby helplessly clutched the armrest of the chair and tilted her head back onto his shoulder, squeezing her eyes shut and biting down her lip while she let it all happen.
She could hear the noises her cunt were making, so wet and juicy, her own fatherâs fingers pushing in and out of her, squeezing the juice out of her hole. Gosh, he knew exactly how he had to move his fingers, she thought desperately, tears stinging at the corners of her eyes as wave after wave of lust rushed through her, driving her into a state of sexual frenzy she had never experienced before. She wanted to rip her clothes off her body, the fabrics feeling so rough on her sensitive skin now. She wanted to lift her legs and spread them wider so daddy could fuck her harder. She wanted to get up and run, she wanted to get up and go on all fours in front of him, she wanted to beg him to fuck her with his cock.
It was this thought which pushed her over the edge, made her cum so hard she couldnât breathe. She couldnât help the little squeals that left her throat as she felt her cunt clench, squeezing the two fingers deep in her pussy. They were still moving, rubbing her walls and prolonging the torture of this wonderful orgasm.
So much shame mixed into the orgasm that tears started to escape her lashes. She felt so unbelievably dirty that she had enjoyed it so much, still was enjoying every little move of her fatherâs fingers.
âOh, donât cry baby. Everythingâs fine. It did feel good, didnât it?â
He wrapped his free arm around her and placed soothing kisses on her neck while she was staring into the night sky, her legs twitching still. Daddy still hadnât removed his fingers. Now he was pushing them in and out of her slowly, in between these movements spreading her juices all over her cunt until she felt like she had wet herself.
She let it happen.
She couldnât move. Didnât want to move. She felt so exhausted. And ashamed. She didnât know what to do. Her whole world had been turned upside down. Again!
Something pure and innocent had just been destroyed.
Now all she felt was shame, filth and the big fingers of her father caressing her dripping cunt.
âIs everything okay?â the voice of her mother came from the door and she froze, pure horror filling her heart. She was about to panic, but then the calm voice of her father spoke.
âEverythingâs perfect, honey. We were just talking. Go back to bed. Iâll be right there.â
When he said these words, disgust washed over her. And a hot white jealousy.
Would he really just go into bed with her mother right after he had doneâŠthis to his own daughter?!
âOkay. Goodnight, Mary.â
Daddyâs fingers pushed deep into her cunt again.
âG'nightâ, Mary answered hoarsely and closed her eyes, more tears rolling down her flushed cheeks.
The door behind them was pulled close.
âGood girlâ, her daddy praised her and slowly began to fuck her with his fingers anew.
Her pussy was still hot and throbbing and desperate for attention. Her nipples instantly pebbled when daddy pushed up her top and her bra and started to play with them. Her traitorous body craved daddyâs attention.
She gasped when he pushed a third finger into her.
âItâs okay, babyâ, she listened to his whispers, âI love you. I love you so much.â
The sounds of her wet cunt being fucked hard filled the air.
âI wonât stop until you are completely satisfied. Donât worry, baby. Daddyâs here for you. Forget mum. And Brian. Youâre having a baby. A beautiful little baby. You must stay healthy and happy and daddyâs gonna help you with that. Iâll make you so happy baby. Iâll be everything you need.â
A moan escaped her throat as daddy thrust his fingers into her hard.
âNow, my sweet angel, lift your butt so daddy can pull down your pants so he can fuck you better with his big fingers.â
Mary sobbed. Then she lifted her butt. Daddy pulled her pants and panties down. She shimmied out of them, the chill of the night sending goosebumps over her creamy white thighs.
After she leaned back against him, she spread her thighs again. Daddy hooked his hands into the hollow of her knees and lifted them up, hanging them over the armrests.
Mary whimpered as cool air brushed against her very open cunt.
âDaddyâs hereâ, he whispered into her ear before he started sucking her earlobe. Both hands were on her breasts, massaging them firmly, pinching the nipples until Mary let her head fall onto his shoulder.
âThatâs right, babydoll. Stop crying. Enjoy it. Iâll make all your dreams come true. Daddy will make you come again and again tonight, sweet angel.â
She moaned. Her head was spinning from all the arousal.
The things he did to her breastsâŠgod, her daddy knew exactly what she needed, her lust clouded mind thought, pushing her conscience further and further into the back until the shaming voice was nothing but a faint whisper.
Mary whimpered, pressing her butt against daddyâs rock hard cock, still hidden away in his pants. Â
Her pussy was nothing but frustrated about it. It wanted to be filled, to be stretched apart, to be pounded hard and deep. But that last bit of sanity prevented her to beg for it.
Yet she moaned and whimpered while her father pleasured her, bent her body needily against his fingers. She may not have begged with words, but she was begging with her body.
Her naked butt was rubbing along the steel length of his cock, feeling the heat through the thin fabric of his shorts. Mary whimpered when her father pressed his cock against her harder, starting a slow rhythm. He teased her, gave her an idea what it would be like if the fabric separating their genitals would be gone and his cock free to penetrate her, soil her forever. Furthermore, he bit and sucked her neck, breathed roughly into her ear while his fingers squeezed her tits or ravished her pussy. He praised her when she came again, her pussy gushing juice. And while she was in this state of bliss, he moved her, put her legs back on the ground and pushed her upper body forward until she was bent over and her pulsating pussy pressing against his cloaked cock.
They both groaned when their genitals made contact.
Daddy pushed against the soaked cunt and gripped his daughterâs hips in case she wanted to flee. But his baby was too far gone to be reasonable anymore. He had a needy, horny little bitch on his lap now. Without having to make her she started rubbing her pussy over his rock hard length, soaking his trousers with her juice, making him feel her hot wetness through the fabric. He helped her moving her hips, pulled her down harder and faster. âDaddyâ, she whimpered as he started to push his head into her dripping hole. âGod, Babydoll, your cunt is so hot. Itâs begging me to fuck it. You want daddy to pull his cock out and destroy your cunt, you horny little bitch?â
Mary froze at his rough words, his voice sounding so foreign, strange, brutal. âNo. No I donât want that. Let go of me!â Before he could act, Mary was gone, leaving him standing and aching. He leaned back in his chair, panting hard. His cock was throbbing and demanding pussy. This wasnât over, he thought grimly.
^w^ He only needed one week to make his daughter ache for Daddyâs cock. All it took was letting her running in on him having sex with her mother seven times. The first time, Mary stepped into the living room while he was pounding his wife hanging over the back of the couch. The second time, Mary walked into the kitchen and saw him banging her mother against the kitchen counter. Third time, her mother riding him in the pool. Fourth time, Mary spotted her daddy getting pleasured by her mother through the ajar door to their bedroom. Fifth time, him licking her mother while she clung for dear life on the edge of the bath tub. The sixth time he took his wife roughly on the washing machine. Last but not least, his wife was lying with her back on the bed and he fucked her throat while he licked her pussy.
When he noticed how his daughter was begging him with her lovely eyes, he knew she was ready.
He was certain when Mary came cuddling again in the evenings in front of the tv.
It was one of these occasions in the afternoon, both of them sitting on the couch, when he decided to end the torture. Her mother was out of the house, a rare opportunity he simply couldnât pass up. She was wearing grey sweatpants and a loose red bigshirt and made puppy eyes at him before she cuddled against his side and he put his arm around her so his hand was resting on the little baby puck. Her legs were pulled up and slightly spread. He inwardly chuckled. âHowâs the baby, little one?â he casually asked and started to rub her belly. âGood, daddy.â âAnd you, doll? Are you still in heat?â He was blunt. He was tired of being a good daddy. His girl had left him standing after heâd been so good to her. She had some making up to do. Mary let out a little gasp. Seconds of tension passed, then she answered. âYes, daddy.â
âNow do you want daddy to help you?â âYes, please.â She was still ashamed, he could tell. It didnât bother him at all. âWell, I am willing to help youâ, he started and let his hand wander over her left breast, squeezing it and rubbing her nipple with his index finger. It pebbled within seconds. Horny little girl she was. âBut only if you let daddy fuck you, babydoll. Any time he wants to.â She let out a little whimper while he expertly pleased her breasts. âAny time?â she breathed. âAny timeâ, he repeated.
Her head fell back on his shoulder when he twisted her hard little nipple through her big shirt.
âWell? Do we have a deal?â
He pulled on her nipple until she whimpered. With heavy eyelids she nodded.
âSay itâ, he insisted and let his hand wander under her shirt and into her bra, squeezing and massaging her round B-cup breast. âSay daddy can fuck you whenever he wants.â âYou can fuck me whenever you want, daddy.â âGood girl. Nowâ, he sat up and pulled up her shirt and bra so her tits plopped out, âlet daddy see your sweet little pussy. Are you wet, sweetie?â She nodded and spread her legs wide. He couldnât see properly so he put his hands into the hollows of her knees and pulled her legs toward her chest until her crotch was fairly visible, the grey spot between her long legs dark and sticking to the bulgy pussy underneath. âOh, you horny, horny baby.â His mouth filled with water. He let his big fingers rub over the wet warm spot and made his daughter moan. âMmm, I want to lick you. Stand up and undress. Daddy wants to look at his naughty daughter.â
Hesitantly she did as she was told, feeling the hungry eyes on every inch of skin she exposed.
When it was done she stood in front of her father, squirming beneath his gaze. Her eyes went huge when he lazily stroked over the bulge in his pants.
With a grin he lay down then, still stroking. âCome here and sit down on daddyâs face, honey.â
âW-what?â
She bit her lip.
âYou want your daddy to please you or not?â he asked impatiently.
After a second, she nodded and came to him, rubbing her little bump. Carefully, she climbed onto the couch, each leg on either side of her fatherâs face. âNo, like this.â
Daddy pulled her into the correct position roughly until her sopping wet cunt was right in front of his face. Her heavy scent hit his nostrils and his cock twitched.
âOh, yes. Daddyâs missed this, baby.â âWhat?â
âNothing. Spread your legs a little more, yes, thatâs right.â Then he lifted his head and let as much tongue as possible plow through the slit of his pregnant daughter.
She let out a squeal of delight.
âOh God, daddy!â
Roughly, he gripped her ass cheeks and spread them wide as he devoured his teenage daughterâs cunt, licking and sucking up all of her juices. She came within two minutes, her hips twitching, rubbing her pink cunt over his face. He sucked her swollen clit into his mouth then and she tipped over, her breasts pressing against his throbbing cock. He pushed her off of his face and groaned.
âPull out my cock, naughty girl.â âOh, daddy, I canâtâŠâ
âDo it!â
To convince her he lifted his head and pushed his tongue into her hole. She squealed and her tight walls clenched around his tongue. Then he felt her hands on his jeans, how they fumbled with his zipper until finally, her beautiful hand curled around his cock and pulled him free. He let out a pleased growl.
âSuck it, baby. Suck daddyâs dick!â He jerked up his hips demandingly and she moaned. First he felt her hot breath on his precum covered head, then oh lord help him her little hot mouth was on his cock, taking him in and sucking on his head. Her tongue licked off the precum hungrily.
âLike that, babydoll. Good girl. Such a good girl you are.â Gently, he began fucking her mouth while he tongue-fucked her cunt, his hands wandering down to tease her nipples until she came again. While she quivered he pressed his face against her wet cunt, licking and sucking as hard as he could until she begged for mercy.
She was still panting and twitching when he pushed her off of him and down to floor.
Without any words he guided her between his legs and shoved his cock down her throat. He fisted his hands into her hair and showed her how he wanted to be sucked off by his little girl.
His daughter was a fast learner, bless her.
âOh yesâ, he groaned, looking down at her, âjust like that. Soon, daddy will cum in your hot little mouth and fill your throat with his sperm. And you will swallow it all, wonât you, baby?â
She nodded, looking up at him with her big blue eyes and her mouth tightly wrapped around his hard length.
He growled loudly and came into her mouth, pushing his cock deep into her throat as he squirted his hot salty semen into his daughter. She choked, her throat tightening around his cock, squeezing the last bit of cum out of him.
He retreated then and his cock plopped out of her mouth. Tears stung in her eyes. He caressed her cheek and smiled.
âSuch a good girl you are, babydoll. Stand up.â
He turned the fold-out couch into a bed, quickly threw a sheet over it and lay down, pulling her against him. His hands never stopped roaming her body as they cuddled, caressing and squeezing her ass cheeks, his fingertips dipping between them.
His teenage daughter was still gushing juice.
Normally, he needed at least half an hour to be ready for action again, but the hot little pussy of his daughter stirred his lust already.
He rolled her onto her back and lay on the side. Taking his time, he drank in the beautiful tight little body before him, his wet fingers playing with her nipples.
âSpread your legs for your Daddyâ, he commanded and his cock stiffened when she did.
âYouâre so so naughty, begging your own daddy to fuck youâ, he purred, relishing in her discomfort and shame, feeling his desires fueled by them.
âOpening your legs like that, offering your dripping little cunt so shamelessly.â
She closed her eyes and blushed.
He leaned close until his lips were right next to her ear.
âYou little slut. Youâre daddyâs little whore now.â
She whimpered, but her legs remained open. Her lips parted when he rubbed his cock along her soft thigh.
âYou will spread your legs only for daddy. Youâre mineâŠâ
He bent down and sucked his daughterâs nipple deep into his mouth.
His baby girl gasped. With his clever tongue and his suction he put her to pieces within mere minutes. The sheet underneath her ass was covered in her juices.
God, he loved how much juice she oozed.
She came when he twisted her clit between index and middle finger, but this didnât stop him. He continued his ministrations, enjoying her wails and cries and her shaking body.
âAre you ready, princess?â he whispered hoarsely into her ear, slowly rolling her onto her side, pulling her leg to open her cunt. Teasingly he let his cock slide through her slit, getting it all nice and wet.
âOh GodâŠâ he heard her whisper, trembling from the sensation of feeling her daddyâs cock on her cunt for the first time (she knew of).
She stuck her butt out and rolled her hip, rubbing her cunt on his cock, moaning and whimpering from the excitement and pleasure.
This was the moment, he thought dreamily as he watched his naked daughter offering herself to him, her eyes closed and panting, her beautiful tits shaking as she moved, her nipple wet from his saliva. She was so needy, his little girl, needed his strength and guidance, needed him to dominate her, claim her little body as his.
âBeg me, babyâ, he huskily whispered into her ear, âbeg daddy to fuck you until your pussy is burning.â
She moaned and arched her body towards him.
âPlease, daddyâŠplease fuck me. I need you so bad.â
âYes, you do. Youâll always need meâ, he groaned and pressed a kiss to her swan neck.
And then, oh heaven, it was time.
Surprised by his own willpower, he entered his daughterâs pussy slowly, pushing his head through her folds into her sopping wet little hole.
Mary cried out loud as her fatherâs cock filled her completely, stretching her wider than sheâd ever been stretched before.
âGod, baby! Youâre so tightâ, her daddy groaned as he slowly started to fuck her.
His thrusts were gentle at first, but soon his hunger became unbearable. One hand wandered to her throat and gently closed around it while the one holding her leg pulled it even further to him, opening her up more and simultaneously limiting her options to move. When he draped his leg over the other, she was helpless.
Fully open and helpless. Ready to be fucked like a big girl.
Mary let out a scream as he gave one hard, deep thrust. As expected her legs tried to close, but he wouldnât have it.
âThatâs right baby. Youâre pussyâs mine to fuck now.â
He thrust hard again.
She flinched and whimpered. Her little hole cramped around him.
âDonât fight it, baby. It wonât hurt for long. Iâll make you get used to it.â
Another deep thrust. Another scream.
âSoon youâll love it.â
Thrust. Whimper.
âSoon youâll beg me to fuck you hard and deep, little one.â
And with no further ado, he proved his words.
He began hammering into her and within minutes her screaming and her struggling turned into moans and arching against him.
âSee baby? Daddy knows whatâs best for you. Never doubt me again. I said Iâd make you happy and I will. I will make sure your baby stays healthy. You never need to worry again, my love.â
She came then, hard and long, squirming on his cock, milking him hard. A few more deep thrusts and he gave her his cream, let her cunt have it all.
When it was done, she started crying, her hips still rolling, still begging for more. He took her in his arms and let her spill her tears on his chest.
She was truly his now, he thought with a serene smile on his face.
^w^
As it turned out, he couldnât go through the night without having her again. He awoke in the middle of the night, next to his wife, who had her back to him. Her full ass was sticking out of the sheets, a very alluring sight. But his cock demanded his daughter. So he silently got up, not caring to put on some clothes, and walked through the dark corridor with his hard cock bouncing, guiding the way to his daughters room. He entered, leaving the door ajar. He was so horny that he didnât care to close it, his hunger dulling his mind. When he had reached her bed he threw the blanket off, revealing his daughter in her cute green nighty, sleeping like an angel in her small bed. Memories flashed in front of his eyes of their nights together, the countless of times he had made her come without her even knowing. Well, those days were behind them now. She would remember every orgasm her daddy would give her.
Impatiently he rolled her on her back and pulled down her panties. She stirred in her sleep, but he had enough time to join her on the bed and push her legs apart. His head was buried between her thighs and his tongue was pushing in and out of her tight hole when she finally woke up.
Not being used to be awake for her fatherâs attack she jolted up, pressing her legs painfully against his head.
âOh God! Daddy?!â
With an angry growl he pushed her back down on the mattress. His tongue darted into her hole. Her head fell back on her pillow and a gasp left her full lips.
âDaddy, no!â she whined and her hand tried to push his head away. âMumâs here! Ah! God, please stop!â
The flicks of his tongue told her soundly how wet she already was again. Her pussy was insatiable.
âNot now! Please, daddy! PleaseâŠahhâŠnot nowâŠMumâŠwe canât.â
She kept pressing her legs together. Even though he loved a little struggling, this was not the time. He was hungry and needed to fuck his girl.
With another displeased growl he lifted his head and grabbed her leg, turned her around far enough so he could plant a rough slap on her bare ass. She whimpered.
âQuiet! What did I tell you today?â he breathed into her ear, his weight on top of her now, his hand fisted in her hair.
âI told you I know exactly what you need. I told you not to fight me. I told you to obey. And you agreed.â
âNot with Mum in the house!â she protested, her traitorous hips rolling, pushing her wet cunt against his cock.
âYou said any time! And I want you now, baby. I want you so much. And your pussy needs me. Sheâs hungry for daddyâs cock and daddyâs cock needs to fill your tight little hole.â
âBut what about Mum?â
âThe longer you argue with me, the longer we will need and the risk of being discovered will increase. Do you understand?â
The arousing scent of his daughter was making him more and more impatient. A part of him wanted to give her a good hard spanking for making him wait. His big hand closed around her breast, squeezed and pulled at it, the index finger flicking over the hardened nipple.
His little girl moaned and her soft body writhed against him.
âWould you rather I go to mummy? Do you want me to fuck her instead of you, baby?â
âNo!â
Oh, how fast she answered, desperate one. He smirked into her neck.
âThen be a good girl and open your legs for daddy. Let daddy fuck you until weâre both satisfied.â
A few heart beats, a few deep breaths of his daughter. Then, the pressure of her legs against his hips stopped and he felt how she spread them, spread them far.
âGood girlâ, he praised her and placed rewarding kisses on her neck and shoulder. Then he lifted himself up, just enough to look into her face and let his cock glide through her wet slit.
âHow wet you are, baby. I almost think you like having mummy in the house while daddy puts his cock inside of you.â
He grinned at her shocked face.
âNo!â she whispered.
âNo? Pull up your nighty. Daddy wants to look at your pretty tits.â
She gulped, but followed his orders.
âHmm, good girl. God, I love your sweet perky breasts.â
To prove his words he lowered his head and licked and suckled at each of them until her breath was ragged.
âAnd I love your cute little baby bumpâ he continued, stemming his legs into the mattress so his wet cock could rub over the small swelling of her belly. Mary moaned.
âYou like that, sweetie? You like daddy rubbing his cock over your baby belly, covering it in pussy juice?â
She moaned again and nodded. So he repeated the action until his daughterâs fingers clawed into his upper arms.
âDaddyâŠdaddy, pleaseâŠâ
He had to bite his lips not to moan. Hearing her beg was so fucking sexy.
âWhat, baby?â he asked hoarsely, circling the head of his cock along the baby bump.
âPleaseâŠfuck me.â
He chuckled. She had still trouble saying it. Adorable.
âWhat? Right now? With your mummy in the next room? You naughty, naughty little girl.â
Mary closed her eyes in shame, but he wouldnât have it. He ceased the opportunity and kissed her, the tip of his tongue licking her lips until she opened her mouth to let it in.
She sighed into his mouth when their tongues tangled and slung her arms around his shoulders.
Now he really couldnât wait any more. Quickly he reached between their bodies and grabbed his throbbing cock and guided it to her entrance.
He entered her tight pussy with a hard thrust and swallowed her outcry.
âThatâs for making me waitâ, he mumbled against her lips before claiming them again and began fucking her with deep, hard thrusts. The sounds of their skin slapping together and the slight squeaking of her bed filled the room and traveled into the corridor.
The thought of his wife watching him fucking their daughter made him groan and he leaned back into a kneeling position. Grabbing her legs he pounded her even harder, his eyes fixed on the bouncing little tits of his daughter.
She clung to the headboard and had her face pressed into the pillow next to her to swallow her cries and moans.
He loved seeing her like this, lost between pain and pleasure. To intensify the torture his thumb began rubbing her swollen clit. It pushed her over the edge in no time and he couldnât help but grin proudly when his baby girl was shaking from a violent orgasm.
Having satisfied her, it was time to get his own. He pressed his hands on her tits and leaned forward, pressing her into the mattress and fucking her as hard and fast as he could. She lifted her head, her eyes wide, her mouth opened to a silent scream.
With a loud grunt, he came at this lovely sight. He shoved every drop of his cum deep into her occupied womb.
When he finally stopped thrusting into her, she collapsed into the sheets.
Little sobs filled the room.
âThatâs right, baby, let it all outâ, he just said, his hands roaming over her body, caressing her breasts, belly and hips.
They were still united and he could feel her pussy pulsate and clench.
âSoon, the pain will be gone and youâll love it. You already do a bit, donât you, baby doll? Love your pussy burning like that, the juices gushing out of your hot little hole.â
God, her clenching pussy was making him hard again. His hips began to move.
âOh god, babyâŠâ, he grunted, âyour pussy is so fucking thirsty.â
She looked at him and he saw her wet cheeks.
âItâll hurt more now, but I know you want it. I know you want the pain, baby.â
He licked the tears off her cheeks, the salty warm taste sending a jolt to his cock and he thrust into her, making her whimper.
He hummed and kissed her, letting his hands wander under her body, curling around her ass cheeks until his index finger touched her tiny hole.
âI will put my finger up your ass now, baby. Donât worry, it will feel fantastic. Remember, your daddy knows best what you need. Before you know you will cum on daddyâs cock again.â
He listened to her gasps and whimpers while he pushed against her muscle, all wet from her juice and his cum. When he pushed the tip of his finger inside, her fingers clawed into his shoulders.
âOh, you really love that, donât you?â
He began fucking both her cunt and ass now, one with his throbbing cock and the other with the length of his index finger. His little daughter was a mess beneath him, scratching his back, panting into his ear and lifting her hips to meet his thrusts.
âOh god, daddy! Daddy! Daddy!â
âI know, baby. Let go. Let daddy make you happy, baby doll!â
And she did. She was clinging to him while he fucked her harder and harder, making her cum on his cock and finger twice before he reached another peak and squirted his semen into her womb.
His baby was lying beneath him, still panting hard, her long legs dangling from the bed, her hands beside her head. He was still kneeling between her legs, his finally soft cock resting on her baby bump. His hands were still caressing her, roaming over his possession as he pleased, teasing her nipples, pinching them, massaging her breasts until he was satisfied. Then he left her, his cum oozing out of her sore pussy and sticking to her belly, wishing her a good sleep with a kiss on her forehead.
He didnât clean up before he climbed into his marital bed, put the blanket over him and closed his eyes, a serene smile on his face.
I want this! Dear God I want this so much!
The Party Entertainment
I always enjoyed having parties at our house, but my wife prefers one-on-one time. I think that's because of the kinky shit she's into, and with how much she drinks, she's afraid of spilling the beans.
I on the other hand, would love to spill the beans, and let everyone know just how lucky I am. But I also know it has to be her idea.
Luckily, before our party she had already started drinking earlier in that day. Something about a terrible week at work, and she needed to blow off steam.
"Tie me up," she said with yet another glass of wine in her hand.
"The party is about to start," I reminded her.
"Who fucking cares. Maybe I need to get laid... a lot... and I don't even care who does it."
She had pulled out some of the ropes I often use to tie her up. It's not the most comfortable position, but she enjoys being used, and helpless.
"Are you sure?" I couldn't believe it. She was always nervous about this, but now...
She stripped out of her clothes. "Do it, or I'll just walk around your party naked and sit on people's laps until they fuck me. I need this," she said, climbing up on our bed.
On her knees she went, her hands behind her back.
I tied her hands and arms, and then attached it to the rope above so she couldn't go all the way down. I then tied her legs so they'd be spread open. I always find it such a turn on to see her like this. I looked at the clock, and knew the first people would be arriving in less than five minutes, but I didn't care.
I quickly undid my pants and mounted my tied up wife. "You know, everyone's going to find out what a kinky little slut you are," I said with my cock buried in her.
"Yes," she moaned. "Let them find out. Let them fuck me," she said.
I was fucking her hard and fast.
"They will. I won't stop them. They'll fuck your pussy, your ass, and even your mouth. You'll have an audience to people watching you getting fucked."
"Let them watch. Just make sure I get fucked," she said.
"You want to be fucked?"
"Yesss," she hissed as I emptied my balls into her.
"As you wish," I said, as I heard the doorbell ring. I left my wife tied up on our marriage bed, knowing she'd be defiled a lot today.
I was about to leave when I had a thought. I turned on the camera and then left the door open so anyone who walked by could see.
"The doors open," I told her. "You'll be on display for everyone today who walks by. Who knows, maybe at our next party, I'll just set you up downstairs in the living room so you're the centerpiece, the topic of conversation."
I left as the doorbell rang again.
I opened the door and saw some friends of ours. "Sorry," I said, apologizing for not being right there.
"No worries mate," he said, always pretending he was from down under, although the closest he's been, has been watching a couple of movies set in Australia.
"Where's Julia?"
"Oh, she's a little tied up," I told them. I pointed them toward food as the doorbell rang again.
One by one, and couple by couple, people came. They milled about, and slowly, people started to disappear for a period of time. I was sure I knew what that was about.
I went back to the bedroom, and there were several girls surrounding my wife, teasing her, calling her a dirty slut while she was getting pounded by one of their husbands.
Some guys were standing in line waiting their turn. Others appeared to have already had their turn, but wanted to watch, and maybe go again.
My wife was grunting. A pair of panties shoved in her mouth.
People saw me, but didn't stop. Instead, they congratulated me on such an awesome party. Especially since they were enjoying the entertainment that my wife was providing.
Before long, I think everyone was in our bedroom, watching my wife getting banged time and time again. I lost count of how many orgasms I watched her have. She loved feeling helpless and surrounded like this, with no one helping, set her over the edge.
One of my wife's friends came up to me. She wrapped her arms around my arm and held me tight. "I want to be tied up next time," she told me.
I smiled at her. "We do it all the time. You can come over anytime, and I'll be happy to tie you up."
"And use me."
"If that's what you want."
"Oh, yeah..." she kind of moaned. I could see her nipples hard under her shirt. Her torso was reddened from excitement.
"How about I just use you now?" I said, pushing her into the master bathroom.
Her eyes went wide, and I pulled out a gag for her, but she opened her mouth as I tied it around her head, and then handcuffed her behind her back.
I pulled on her shorts and exposed a very wet pussy. If my wife was getting a lot of extra cock, I could at least get some pussy, I thought to myself.
As I heard cheers from the other side of the door, I pushed into my wife's friend. She was small, and petite, and always looked like she needed to be handled gently, but I was not going to be gentle.
I pushed hard and deep into her, and her pussy opened right up for me.
I reached around and played with her clit, making her cum again and again as my cock was buried inside of her.
"You like this?"
She nodded her head, unable to speak due to the gag.
"I'd love to have you and my wife together. I'd use the two of you so well," I teased her. "You could both be my little sluts," I said as I pulled out and covered her ass with my cum.
I pulled her shorts up, making sure she'd be wearing my cum for the rest of the party, however long that would be.
I left her handcuffed as I undid her gag. I kissed her while I felt up her tits. Her hands still bound could do nothing to stop me, even if she wanted to. Luckily, she didn't, as she continued to kiss me.
"I think I'm going to enjoy having you as a little pet," I told her. She just moaned. I undid her bra, and kept it for myself, before I unhandcuffed her and set her free.
"If you have any other naughty friends that I should, meet," I told her. Of course, I wondered if the correct word was meet... or meat, but that's a different story.
She winked at me and left.
As I stepped back out, I saw another guy pounding on my wife. She went up to him and kissed him as he impaled himself into my wife. It was her husband who was fucking my wife, and I just fucked her.
How fucked up is this? I thought to myself. But such a turn on in so many ways.
I found another girl who wanted to spend some time with me. She sucked my cock after watching her husband pound my wife. But I was OK with that.
As the party wound down, I undid my wife, and we said our goodbyes. I wouldn't let her dress. It was pointless. Everyone had already seen her, many had experienced her body.
"I needed that," she said as the door closed on our last guest to leave. "Any idea of how many..."
"No, I didn't see everyone," I told her. "But I have something," I said as I retrieved the video card. I put it in the player and we watched my wife on the big screen TV. Something we'd add to our rotation, I was sure.
I didn't mention the two ladies who sought me out, or how they'd be joining us in the future. That was going to be my little surprise for her when the time comes.
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