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Studying for History Class

I guess it started like any other day, little did I know it would change me for the rest of my life. I was waiting to meet Tanya after school so we could ride home together like we always do, her being my neighbor and all. I mean I could see why all the boys in my senior class had the hots for her. At 5’6”, with just over shoulder length straight brown hair, about 120 lbs, and I’m guessing 32D boobs she was one of the hottest girls in my class, although we me being so shy and us growing up together I assumed she thought of me as a brother. She never seemed interested the other boys, but that didn’t stop them from drooling over her. I was absent-mindedly wondering this when I ran right into her. She was so beautiful in her turtleneck sweater, tight jeans and Ugg boots.
“Hey, watch it, you goof!” she teased.
“Sorry Tanya, I was going over my answers for today’s quiz, and I guess I spaced.” I lied.
“Well let’s get going. I need your help studying anyway.”
We made our way out to my car and, as always, she took over the radio. I don’t really mind most of the time, but today she put on some bubblegum pop crap, and I could barely stand it. She asked if we could stop at the pharmacy on the way home because she had to get something. As I was waiting in the car for her, I looked over at her book bag and thought I saw some kind of blue plastic tube poking out of the zipper. I was about to reach for it to take a closer look, but just then she came back and got in.
“Find what you were looking for?” I asked.
“Yup”
“My place or yours?”
“ My parents won’t be home till around supper time, so it will be quiet, and your little brother and sister are always so noisy after preschool. “ She said.
“Ok, that’s fine.”
It was about a ten-minute drive home and I was just lost in my head thinking about school, when she asked if I liked the new shade of eyeliner, she had just applied. I told her I hadn’t even noticed her putting it on, and she seemed a little upset by this for some reason. I figured she just wanted attention so I watched out of the corner of my eye as she pulled a tube of lipstick out of the plastic store bag.
“Are you going to watch now?” she asked.
“Sure, I guess.”
She was acting a little weird I thought. She grabbed the rear view mirror instead of her visor this time and turned it toward her. I tried to keep my eye on the road as I watched her put on the lipstick. She applied it very slowly and she kept looking at me. “What the hell is going on?” I thought. Man, was I clueless.
“We’re here.” I blurted as we pulled into my driveway.
We got out and walked over to her house with her in front and me trying not to be obvious that I was looking at her ass. Hey, we may be close friends, but I’m still a guy. She let us in, threw her book bag on the couch like she always does, and started up the stairs up to her room.
“You don’t mind if I shower quick do you? I spilled some crud on me in my last hour Home Ec. Class. “
“Go right ahead.” I said. “I’ll just get our notes out and organize them.”
“Oh, hold on.” She ran back downstairs, grabbed the bag out of my hand, dug out her notes, handed them to me, and took the bag upstairs with her. Her face was beet red during this.
“I could have done that you know.” I called up the stairs after her.
“No, it’s fine.” She yelled back down.
Two minutes later, I heard the water start running and the sliding shower door close. I got the notes out on the table, but had the feeling of having to go pee. Since the only bathrooms in the house were upstairs, I headed up to use the one in her mom and dad’s room. As I got to the top of the stairs, I noticed the door to the bathroom was open about six inches. I fought the urge to look in but, once again, being a guy I couldn’t help it. The door was semi-transparent about chest high and I could make out the outline of her young body pretty well, although not much detail. I felt a familiar pressure growing and looked down to see a rising tent in my track pants. I thought what the hell, why not and started rubbing my junk. She was soaping up her body and it was so sexy. I definitely was planning to add this moment to the spank bank for later. I then slipped my hand into my pants and started really rubbing my dick. I was getting so hot watching her in there. Just then, she turned off the water, reached out and grabbed a towel, and started drying her hair. The towel blocked her face so she couldn’t see me, but I could see all of her. Just then, she flung the towel back and she was facing right at me. Oh, shit! I thought, as I as quickly and quietly ran to the other bathroom. I was pretty sure that she had her eyes closed, but I was worried she saw me.
I took a piss but didn’t want to face her right away, so I stayed in the bathroom blow-dried her hair. I came out of the bathroom right as she came out the other bathroom still in the towel.
“Oh, hi Ethan. I didn’t know you were up here.”
“I, uh, had to, uh, take a piss.” I managed to say as she walked into her room. My face was so red.
“I’ll be down in a minute.” She said through the door.
“Take your time.” I sighed as I went downstairs.
She came down with her backpack but had on different clothes than she had on before. She had on some skimpy booty shorts, an unzipped hoodie, blue tank top with a black bra, and fuzzy slippers. Odd choice for study wear, I thought.
“You ready to bang this out?” She asked with a mischievous smile as she tossed the bag on the floor next to the table.
“Wha…oh yeah, the notes.” I babbled, and for the next half hour or so, we studied our history notes.
“Ethan, what year was the whole Alamo thing?” she quizzed.
“Uh…1836?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?”
“Uh, telling.” I said sheepishly.
“Correct.” She smiled and as she crossed her legs, one of her slippers fell off.
“When did the Titanic sink?”
“1912. Thank you, Leonardo DiCaprio.” I laughed.
“Correct again, Ethan.” She took off the other slipper.
“D-Day?”
“June, um, 6th, 1945. No wait, ’44.”
“You almost ruined your streak there.” She smiled as she slipped off the hoodie.
“Are you warm or something?” I asked.
“No.”
Was she doing what I thought she was doing? Was she stripping for me every time I got an answer right? I doubted it, but just thinking about it made me get a semi.
“Ok, here’s a hard one” You have no idea, I thought as I shifted to hide my growing boner. “Fall of Saigon.”
I shuffled through my notes to find it.
“Nope, sorry. No notes, Mr. Smarty-pants.” She said as she grabbed them away from me. Luckily, I had already seen the answer.
“April 30th, 1975.” I said all cocky.
“Cheater!” she cried in mock disgust.
“Yeah well, too bad.” I smiled back at her. It was then that she moved closer to me on the couch. Our legs were almost touching and my boner grew even bigger. I could have sworn she was checking out my bulge as she did.
“What should I do to punish you Mr. Cheater?” she asked.
“What do you have in mind?”
“I have some ideas, but I think I’ll give you one more chance. When did the Berlin wall fall?”
“That’s easy. November 9th, 1989.” I said triumphantly.
“Good job. Now here’s your reward.” She said as put her hand on my cheek, leaned over and kissed me on the lips. It wasn’t just a little peck but a good couple of seconds. I swore I felt her mouth start to open right before I pulled away.
“What are you doing Tanya?” I asked.
“Something I’ve wanted to do since second grade when you moved in next door.” She leaned back and kissed me again. This time we both opened our mouths and started making out. I was just about to work up the courage to feel her tits when she stopped and leaned back.
“What date was the’94 Northridge earthquake?”
“Are you serious?”
“We said we were going to study, so you need to answer me first.”
“Um, shit, it was January, um…”I stammered.
She began peeling off her tank top. The bottom reached her nipples when she stopped. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, and my mind blanked for a second.
“January what?” she cooed.
“17th!” I practically yelled.
She then completely removed her top. I was staring at her ample cleavage when she put her hand on my chin and brought my face up to hers. We kissed deeply and passionately. I wasn’t going to waste any time and went straight for her huge tits. She let me feel them over bra and I worked my way around to the back to take it off. I undid her bra and started to take it off but she pushed me back. With her hands holding her black bra up, she asked question.
“When was Hong Kong handed back to the Chinese?”
“FOR FUCK’S SAKE TANYA!” I bellowed.
“Answer me.”
“JULY 1st 1997! Ok?”
She pulled her hands away and I gazed upon the most beautiful tits I had ever seen. Even better than the tittie magazines under my mattress. Practically dove at them. I just had to get them in my mouth to prove to myself that they were real. I cupped one in my hand as I sucked the nipple of the other one.
“Oh, Ethan.” She moaned as I pinched her nipple with my teeth. I switched to the other one and did the same. I just couldn’t get enough of those magnificent tits.
“Did you like what you saw when I was in the shower?” she whispered. I bolted upright.
“You saw me?”
“Why do you think the door was open? I wanted you to watch me, like I wanted you to watch me with the lipstick in the car. By the way, if you really want your boner to be rubbed, you should have just asked.” She said as her hand rubbed my cock over my pants.
“I like what I feel in there. Any chance he wants to come out and play?” she asked?
I reached for the waist of my pants, but she stopped me. She then reached down and slowly pulled my pants down to my ankles.
“When was Dolly the sheep born?”
“I don’t give a shit.” I couldn’t take this anymore.
“Neither do I.” she laughed. She reached for my boxers but I stopped her.
“I want to feel you first.” I said.
She leaned back and I slipped her booty shorts and panties off. Her pussy was shaved bare, so I spread her legs and slipped my fingers inside her. I then took her nipple into my mouth again, and she put her hands in my hair.
“Oh my god, Ethan. That feels so good.”
“You like what my fingers are doing?”
“Fuck yes!”
I slowly moved down her stomach kissing the whole way. I got on my knees between her legs and started licking her clit. I put my fingers inside her as I ate her out. I slowly moved my fingers in and out as I sucked on her clit.
“Oh shit, Ethan. You’re so good at that!” she moaned through clenched teeth.
I stuck my tongue inside her pussy as I rubbed her clit for a while. I reached up and with my other hand, I pinched one of her nipples. I could tell she was close because of how wet she was getting. I kept finger fucking her as I sucked and licked her clit.
“OH FUCK BABY! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR FACE! OH GOD! FUCK YES! KEEP GOING! YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH! OH FUCK YEAH!”
All of a sudden, I felt a wave of liquid as she came all over my face. It tasted like honey and I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more of it so I kept going. I started sucking on her clit as hard as I could while I grabbed her tits and fucked the shit out of her with my fingers.
“FUCK FUCK FUCK! I’M GONNA CUM AGAIN! I’M GOING TO CUM ALL OVER YOU BABY!”
Another torrent of cum filled my mouth as she squirted all over my face. I just couldn’t get enough. Her hands were running through my hair as I swallowed all I could. I lubed up a finger with her cum and put it again her other hole. I wasn’t sure if she would let me, but I wanted to try anyway.
“Stick it in Ethan. I want you to.”
That was all I needed to hear, so I put one finger in a little bit as I continued to eat her pussy. I moved up to my second knuckle, and then pushed it all the way in.
“Holy shit that feels so fucking good, Ethan. Keep going. Put another one in.”
I stuck in another finger right as she starting cumming again.
“FUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK!!!” She wailed, as yet even more cum filled my mouth. She was insatiable. She just wanted more and more.
Let me suck your cock! Please, I need it in my mouth.”
I wasn’t one to argue, so I got back up on the couch as she got on the floor. She practically ripped my boxers off and my full 7 inches popped right up. She gasped as she saw my cock spring up and lick off the pre cum.
“That tastes good.”
She licked up the shaft as she played with my balls. It was so hot watching her give me head. She put just the tip in her mouth and paused for a second before plunging down all way to the base.
“FUCK!” I yelled as she deep throated me.
Up and down, she bobbed on my cock. Her tongue moved all over it as she sucked as hard as she could. I looked over her shoulder and I could tell she was playing with herself as she sucked me off. She was using the blue tube on her clit and I heard a buzzing sound. Apparently, it was a vibrator. That explained why she didn’t want me to go through her bag. I looked back at her blowing me and she was making eye contact with me.
“Yeah, I like it when you look at me with my dick in your mouth, Tanya.”
She was really going to town on my cock and her clit with the vibe. I couldn’t hold out much longer, and was getting close to cumming. I held on as long as I could but she was just too good.
“SHIT I’M GONNA CUM!”
I came in her mouth like never before. I shot ropes and ropes of cum down her throat. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. There was so much cum, she couldn’t swallow it fast enough and some spilled down my shaft. Finally, I stopped shooting my load, and she sat back up. She smiled as she swallowed the rest of what was in her mouth.
“Oops, looks like some got out.”
She bent down and licked up every drop that spilled. She put my cock back in her mouth and deep throated me two or three more times. She smiled as she got stood up, and mounted me. She didn’t hesitate as she dropped down on my rock hard cock.
“Oh shit. You feel so good in me, baby.” She moaned in my ear as she started grinding on me.
She moved her hips in a circle as I moved mine up and down. She put one of her nipples in my mouth and I sucked as hard as I could. I stood up with me still inside of her and laid her back down on the couch. Then I really started giving it to her. I pounded her pussy as hard and fast as I could. I could feel my balls slapping against her butt, but still I wanted more. I rolled her over onto her knees and started fucking her doggy style. She reached between her legs and started playing with my balls as they slapped against her clit.
“Do you want to fuck my ass?” she managed to say between thrusts.
Those were the seven best words I could ever hear.
“Hell yes!”
“Then go get the lube out the plastic bag.”
That explains why we went to the pharmacy. I got the lube and put some on my cock and in her ass while she used the vibe on her clit. I pushed my head against her bud and slowly it went in about an inch. Then a little more. A little more. My head popped in and I knew then that I wouldn’t last long. She was so fucking tight!
“You like my cock inside your ass?”
“It feels so good. I feel like you’re filling me up!”
I put a little more lube on my cock and slid the rest of the way in. I pulled back a bit, but she rammed her ass onto my cock. She needed me all the way in! I started humping as fast as I could because I knew I wouldn’t last long. She turned the vibe on its highest setting and started screaming as she came immediately.
“FUCK SHIT FUCK!”
This girl couldn’t get enough. I pumped fast and hard and felt the pressure growing in my balls. I knew I was almost there. I wanted a few more thrusts before I shot my load in her.
“I’M GONNA CUM IN YOUR ASS, BABY!’
“FILL ME UP WITH YOUR HOT CUM!! I WANT YOU TO CUM INSIDE ME!”
I came even harder than I did before. I feel like I came a quart in her ass. Just then she came one last time and squirted all over my balls and the couch. We collapsed in a heap, and started making out again.
That was the first but definitely not the last of our study sessions. We fucked and sucked our way through the whole history book, and are halfway through chemistry.

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Best summer job EVER!part 3

Hey guys, I just wanted to say how much I appreciated the positive ratings and feedback that I got from you awesome people on the previous chapter of the BSJE series.  I have looked through all of the comments on both the first and second parts of this story and I will use many of your ideas.  If you have anything that you want me to add into future chapters, advice or criticism please let me know in the comments. Enjoy!

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Emma Watson Chapter 2

The support for the previous part was overwhelming. I have one more part written for this storyline, and i’ll post it if I get a decent amount of support for this one! Don’t forget to comment and vote 😛

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Seducing Her Father

When they left the restaurant he asked his daughter, “Now what, you’re in charge, it’s your date, what do you want to do?” The first thing that popped into her head was ‘get a room’ but that was quickly squashed by a more rational thought, also a daring idea but one that kept her clothes on a bit longer.

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Luck and Love: VII

Michael did in fact forget about Rose. All he thought about until ten was math. And Zoë. They had forgot about the help until nine o’clock, but she assured him that her parents wouldn’t worry about her. At nine they resumed their studies, going over the homework that they had been assigned and finishing it in a half an hour. By then Zoë fully understood the subject. Once they were done Michael excused himself to the bathroom while she went to refill her water. Once he was inside with the door locked he dropped his pants and let his cock loose. He hadn’t been able to get off since that morning when he and Rose had fucked. He sat on the lid of the toilet and began stroking it. After a full day of almost no attention his dick would have been a little bigger than normal, but the light touches and smiles of the elegant and gorgeous Zoë had forced him to hide his erection a few times over the course of the night. The result was his full nine and a half inches, swollen and red with need.
As his hand gently began to stroke his cock he imagined that scene that he had witnessed so long ago, though it in fact had only been two days; Candy, the bitch ballerina, undressed and caressing her stunning body.
Quickly the scene changed to one of Zoë on her knees in front of him. He stroked for about five minutes to no avail before he gave up and tucked it back away. As Michael quickly dropped down the stairs he found Zoë standing in his path. Too late to do anything Michael hit the carpet of the first step and flew forward, crashing straight into Zoë and dumping her ice water all over the both of them. Luckily the collision had occurred in a place where there was no furniture. Looking up from the floor Michael found Zoë with ice water all down the front of her shirt and some on her shorts. He struggled to his feet and winced, pain coming from where his head had hit the floor. He helped her to her feet and began his apology when she gasped and ran off. Again Michael felt the pain in his head, and reaching up to find the spot he found his head warm and wet, slightly sticky. Pulling his hand back he found blood dripping down his fingers to his palm. Zoë rushed back with a towel and pressed it to his head, attempting to staunch the flow.
“Mike are you okay? I’m so sorry I didn’t think that you would be down that quickly…” For a moment he was unable to reply. Michael was to busy looking at the outline of her bra through the gray t-shirt that had been soaked. Realizing that she might catch him looking he stammered a reply.
“Yeah, ow! I’m… aah! I’m fine Zoë. Really I’m okay. And you shouldn’t be apologizing this is my fault. I crashed into you.” He took her hand as she led him up the stairs to the bathroom to examine the wound. Once they were in front of the mirror she pulled the towel away and they looked, finding it was only tiny cut just beneath the hairline. He put a bandage on it as she dropped the towel into the hamper.
“Um, Zoë maybe you should change, your covered in water and your shirt is a bit see through…” She began to ask a question until she looked down and found what he said to be true. She gasped and looked at Michael, but the second her eyes landed on him she covered her mouth with a hand to stop from laughing. Looking down Mike discovered that his shorts had taken on the same see through quality, and he was still afflicted by his erection. The ice water had, however, forced his dick to begin to shrink, meaning that a half flaccid head tented his shorts just down his right leg. He looked at her and realized that she thought he had a small cock.
“Uhhh… yeah, so you could probably use one of my sister’s shirts… and I think I’ll go change as well.” He spun and walked out of the bathroom, the laughter starting as soon as he was gone. He went straight to his room and grabbed a pair of basketball shorts he used for sleeping, stripping out of his shorts and boxers. He grabbed another pair of boxers and put them on. Actually changing took him a while, as his semi erect cock was still large for the small underwear. Finally he emerged from his room to find Zoë nowhere in sight. He was about to knock on his sister’s door when he realized that the door was not fully shut. Looking into his sister’s mirror he could see Zoë, fully nude and pulling on a pair of sweat pants and a white t-shirt. She left her bra and panties on his sister’s bed, covering her lightly tanned skin with the thin material of the shirt and admiring herself in the mirror mounted on the door of the closet. She stayed half turned and pulled off the shirt, her breasts falling free of the white fabric with a slight bounce. Michael watched as she picked out a pink one and spun full towards him, the shirt over her head and her chest fully exposed to his hungry eyes. Michael tore himself away from the sight as he felt his cock beginning to grow again, heading down stairs and refilling her cup with ice water. When she came down he handed her the cup and smiled.
“Thanks Mike…” She said the nickname with a sly smile, as if it was a joke.
“I’m sorry that I ran into you, Zoë. How do the clothes fit?” She kept smiling at him as he asked her.
“They fit pretty well… they’re a bit small…” she laughed at her own joke and pulled the hem of the shirt down, stretching it out and making her nipples poke out through the thin pink cotton. She tried to keep a straight face as she did a spin but as soon as she faced him again she began to laugh again. He grinned at her belief, knowing that if she knew his real size she wouldn’t be laughing. But he decided to play along with the game.
“Ha ha, very funny Zoë. Lets just go sit down.” She grinned and agreed, grabbing his arm and cuddling with him as they made their way to the sofa. He sat down on the shorter of the two, resting against the arm and watching as she laid down on the whole thing, putting her feet on the arm rest and resting her head on the other end. She smiled at him from the other end, laughing every so often. After the first couple times he laughed along with her, shifting and putting his feet on the couch with his knees up in the air, grabbing her feet and beginning to massage them. After a while she began to relax and shut her eyes. When Michael looked at the clock reading ten he began to get scared.
“Hey, Zoë, don’t you have to be home soon? It’s ten o’clock.” She opened her eyes and looked at him still massaging her feet.
“No. My parents trust me enough that I can stay wherever I want. They understand that I don’t like to drive late at night and so if I’m not in by about ten they just assume I’m staying over at a friend’s house.” She waited until he had finished her massage before she stood up, stretching and groaning only to sit back down, this time on Michael’s lap. He was a bit stunned by this but she seemed absolutely fine with it all so he didn’t say anything. He felt his erection start to poke out of his underwear, but he ignored it, seeing it more as a time bomb than anything else. He smiled and went along with it.
“Want to watch a movie? We might as well do something.” She shook her head and continued looking at him with a funny expression. Michael knew it but he couldn’t describe it… it was just off the tip of his tongue. Suddenly, on a rapid exchange of thoughts, he remembered something she had said.
“Zoë, what did you mean when you said that you thought I would be up in the bathroom longer?” She stammered a bit before she started giggling again.
“I, I uh… I knew that you had a hard on… I tried hard to give you one! I figured you’d gone up there to take care of it.” Michael started to apologize, one hand moving up to the back of his neck to rub absentmindedly. She grabbed it and wrapped it around her waist. “You don’t have to apologize! I knew what I was doing before hand. And I wanted a break anyway.” She smiled that stunning smile again, melting all of Michael’s soul with it.
“Well you certainly got a break.” They both laughed at the jest. They sat there for a while, simply talking about absolutely nothing. Finally Zoë got up to refill her water, removing the pressure from his nuts. He corrected the angle at which his dick pointed then followed Zoë into the kitchen. She filled her cup with water, smiling at him as he came in and leaned against the bar. She walked over and slid in beside him, setting her water on the bar and leaning against him.
“Just couldn’t stay away from me huh?” He looked at her when she said it. She wasn’t looking up at him, just looking forward at the cabinets. He turned his body so that he faced her. She looked up at him as he did so. Her nose and cheeks had a few freckles, or rather spots of groups of freckles. It gave her an even more innocent look than the one she already wore. He smiled gently.
“Why would I want to?” Michael slid forward, hugging her to him and kissing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in tighter to her. He didn’t press the kiss, not wanting to ruin anything the way he had with Rose. He did, however, want her in the most intimate ways. Michael picked her up as they continued to kiss and carried her into the den. Setting her on the longer couch he laid down on top of her, supporting himself with his hands to keep from putting his entire weight on her. They resumed their kiss, this time a little bit more desperately. Zoë reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling up and off to expose her breasts to his view. Michael ran a hand underneath the small of her back, pulling her up to him and nibbling the nape of her neck. She hugged him even tighter, moaning ever so slightly as his fingers stroked the small of her back and his teeth picked at her.
After some attention was given to her neck he moved his lips down to her breasts, her fingers clawing at his shoulders to pull him tighter to her luscious globes. His tongue whipped out and began to encircle her small brown areolas, covering her nipple in saliva. She cried out at the feeling of his mouth sucking hard on her breast, her own hand pulling off of his back and pinching her other nipple hard. Michael stopped his attention and slid back up her body to kiss her, kissing her hard and feeling her arms on the back of his neck, pulling him closer to her. Her legs rose and wrapped around his ass, holding him as she kissed him furiously and rubbing her nipples against his own.
Zoë squealed in surprise as Mike picked her up again, this time walking towards the stairs. She continued to kiss him, not caring where they were going. If he had taken her out in the street and fucked her like a dog she wouldn’t have cared. She needed him.
After a few minutes of steps Zoë felt the cushion of the bed underneath her back, grinning as she looked about and found herself in his bedroom. She pushed him off of her and stood, pushing the sweatpants down to the floor and sauntering sexily over to her lover. She crawled on top of him and kissed him, letting his arms gently wrap around her. After a short make out session she slid down his stomach, stopping at his neck to bite it as he had done to her earlier. She then resumed her erotic journey; gently licking one of his nipples and sending small sparks through him as she went on her way to his shorts. He grinned as he awaited her reaction to his true length. He watched Zoë grab the waistband of his shorts and pull, waiting for his average or smaller dick to pop up. She pulled faster and faster, reaching his knees before she finally was rewarded with his cock bouncing up and presenting itself to her. She gasped and put one hand around it, barely fitting her fingers around the girth. She gaped at him and then saw his grin, smiling devilishly and returning to his throbbing cock.
She didn’t waste any time. Michael felt her hand on the base, felt her stroke it a few times before he felt the warmth and wet of her lips latch onto the head. He groaned as she licked around the head, passing over the spot just above his tip that was so sensitive. Then he watched as Zoë slid her lips down, stroking her hand up it the entire time. She slowly took more and more of his cock until they both felt it touch the back of her throat. Looking up at him with a mouthful of his cock Zoë simply continued forward, allowing the head to push past the boundary of her throat and slide down to the base. Michael groaned at the sight of her lips reaching his pubic hair, the feeling of her throat on his cock. She pulled her lips off of his cock and swung around, placing her pussy just above his mouth. Her request was obvious.
As she continued to suck his cock he grabbed her ass in his hands, pulling her dripping lips down to meet his. She moaned around his cock as she reached his crotch a second time. Michael shoved his tongue into her fuck tunnel, the taste of her secretions like candy to his wanting stomach. He pushed his tongue into her faster and faster, tongue fucking her until he remembered the spot on Rose’s cunt. He tongued it briefly to test for a reaction. At the feeling of his tongue on her G-spot Zoë shook visibly, her moans long and loud from around his cock. Michael finally felt his balls begin to burn as Zoë began her fourth deep throat. He pulled himself away from her sweet pussy, watching as her throat expanded on his cock. Mike groaned when he saw the head clearly outlined in her throat.
“Oh, fuck babe I’m gonna cum…!” Michael felt the heat shooting up his dick, the feelings of bliss rocketing through his lower body and his mind, and began to pump his cock in and out of her throat as he shot his load into her stomach. She stopped her descent as she felt the first string of seed race up his length, pulling back until the head was the only thing in her mouth. Mike came as he had that morning, cumming a bucketful of seed into Zoë’s mouth. Somehow she managed to swallow it all without losing a single drop. When he was finished she looked like she had eaten a full meal, her stomach slightly swollen with the amount of sperm in her belly. She swung around and kissed Mike, the two lacing their fingers together as they kissed passionately.
However content the two lovers were, Michael soon felt his cock begin to rise, pressing against Zoë’s pussy as it grew to its full height. She looked back to his recharged cock and smiled at him.
“Well, you certainly are a race horse! Hung like one too!” She laughed and kissed him again, letting him hug her to him as she rubbed her wet pussy on the base of his cock. She squealed with joy as he rolled her over so that he was on top, rubbing his cock against her cunt as they continued to kiss. Finally he lowered, pressing his cock into her entrance and pushing into her pussy. Zoë grunted as he pushed gently into her, spreading her vagina like nothing ever had before. She wrapped her legs around his waist again as he pushed into her slowly, stopping when he reached the thin flesh of her hymen.
“Shit… I forgot about my maidenhead… Michael just tear it, I need you in my fucking pussy!” Michael kissed her with as much love as he could, pressing hard against her and breaking his cock into her untouched void. She screamed as it broke, her fingernails breaking the skin of Mike’s shoulders as she attempted to squeeze the pain out of her most sensitive body part. The result was intense pressure along Michael’s cock, which was already squeezed tightly by her virgin pussy. After a little while she relaxed and kissed him, begging for him to continue. He pushed into her slower than he had before, forcing her wet pussy apart as he pleasured them. Finally he felt his hips touch hers, pushing a little harder and successfully hitting her cervix. Once Zoë felt the head of his cock on her cervix she cried out in surprise before begging him to continue. Michael did so happily.
As he pulled back out Michael groaned, her tight pussy squeezing his cock hard while trying to suck him back inside of her.
“Ooooohhhh god… I miss you already… Fuck me Michael! I need to cum all over your cock!” Zoë’s eyes were flooded with desperation and lust, urging Mike on in his quest. He forgot that she was a virgin, shoving his cock back into her fast and ramming into her cervix. She grunted and moaned loud, begged him to do it again. Michael fucked her hard, ramming his cock into her as fast as he could and relishing every second of it. Zoë didn’t take long to climax.
“Ohhhh yes oh fuck oh yes oh god oh MICHAEL fuuuuuuckkkkkkkk!!” Zoë felt the climax through her entire body, the huge cock in her pussy destroying her as her lover fucked her the way she wanted it. She bucked under him as Mike continued. She climaxed again only a few minutes later, this time spraying Michael with juices as she screamed that same orgasmic rant over and over,
“ooooooooooooOOOOHHHHhhhhhh…!” After her third orgasm in a row Mike felt his own hitting him like a train. He pushed into her hard and let his load loose, forgetting everything else as he finished fucking the woman beneath him. Zoë screamed when she felt his seed hit her cervix, flood her cunt and squeeze itself into every possible part of her hole. Mike didn’t even bother to pull his cock from her pussy. He wrapped her in a hug, kissed her once more and rolled over, falling fast asleep with cum leaking down onto his nuts and his lover on his chest.

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my surprising step daughter 2

Last night had been unbelievable! I had been sitting watching a movie with my girlfriend Judy, when she had started to get a little frisky under the duvet, playing with my dick and teasing me almost to the point of cumming. ‘So what? ‘ I hear you ask, well, the big deal is that her teenage daughter Emma was under the duvet with us, watching the movie and totally oblivious to what was going on right beside her! At least that’s what I thought, but as soon as her Mom popped upstairs, Emma took right over where Mom left off.
Emma was new to the art of jerking off men, but she proved to be a quick learner and soon she had not only given me a wank in a million, but she had learned a rather good blow job technique.
I’ve got a bigger dick than most guys, though not the mega-dicks you might see in a porno, but it didn’t present any problems for Emma, and I have to say, watching her lick my spunk from my belly was incredible. And I never even laid a finger on her!
Well, next morning I didn’t know how to behave.
I went downstairs for breakfast and both Emma and her Mom Judy were there. Judy knew nothing about what had being going on, and in front of her Mom, Emma behaved as if nothing had happened. Every time Judy turned her back however, Emma would give me a look as if to say ‘fuck me, and do it right here and right now!’
Judy turns round, and Emma is sitting demure as ever, as if butter wouldn’t melt! Well, the little devil teased me solid for 3 days, and when I say solid, I’m pretty sure you can imagine what I mean! I had never really paid her much attention before, thinking she was a bit young, and considering I was banging her Mom whenever I felt like it. But since that night I became aware of every curve of her body. The way she walked and even just stood. Her long hair, pretty smile and my God her mouth!. God knows how I never fainted through lack of blood to the brain as I had a permanent boner. I knew she was teasing me, and I also knew that given the chance, I was going to fuck her brains out. I think she knew it too, and that was what made the sexual tension so strong for the next few days. In one of my few calm moments that week, I made a resolution. Emma was undoubtedly hot, and a total tease. I would fuck her given the chance, but for some strange reason, she was going to have to drop her panties for me. Call it weird, but I swore to myself that the first time I fucked her, she would take her panties off for me, before I laid a finger on her. This notion, although strange helped me tolerate her teasing. This was a good job, because she clearly had decided to step up the pressure.
Now, every time we were alone, or when her Mom wasn’t looking, she would lick her lips provocatively, or come close up to me and run a single finger along my lips. Once or twice, she would look down at the bulge in my pants and run a single finger along my cock, look me in the eye and say ‘yum, yum’ and lick her lips again. Often that would damn near finish me off there and then, and indeed once I had to rush off to the bathroom and shoot a load into the sink. But I never laid a finger on her. She was hot as hell and had already sucked my dick, but I restrained myself. At least until the Saturday morning……..
Judy woke early and went off to her job, working at a shoe shop in town. I stayed in bed a half hour or so, then fancied a coffee. The house was quiet so I slipped downstairs in my boxers and brewed myself a coffee in the kitchen. As I stood there, feeling that first caffeine hit of the day, Emma came into the kitchen. She had come straight from her bed and was wearing a long t-shirt which only just covered her gorgeous little ass, and a pair of white panties.
Her lovely titties bounced as she came into the room and went to the fridge for a drink. I just stood and watched, as she bent over looking for the milk. Her shirt ran up, exposing her butt, shrouded in those lacy little briefs, and giving just a glimpse of the heaven that lay between her young legs. She knew exactly what she was doing and as she straightened she turned and looked me up and down.
‘My oh my’ she said, ‘someone’s up bright and early!’
I looked down and saw that my dick was not only rock hard and ready to fuck her there and then, but it had popped out through the front of my boxers and was in full, glistening and throbbing view.
She smiled, licked her lips and said ‘so, daddy ready for a little more fun?’
‘Fuck yes’ I gasped as she walked towards me, leant over slightly and took my rock hard tool in her hand.
Her palm was still cool from holding the milk bottle and it was an incredible feeling as she started to stroke me.
‘wait’ I said, ‘I want something a little different this time’ and took her hand away.
I put both hands on her shoulders and felt her get ready to go down on her knees. I knew she would give me a blow job there and then, but that’s not what I wanted.
With a hand on each shoulder I turned her round, so she had her back to me. Then I pulled her back towards me and embraced her. I put my hands on her hips and gently lifted her up slightly. As I did so, I guided my cock up between her legs and sat her down along the length on my prick. She looked down and saw my cock head peeking out from between her legs and giggled.
‘now its time to learn a new trick’ I whispered into her ear, as I used my hands on her hips to guide her as she ran her pussy up and down along the length of my rock hard dick.
Once again she got the idea quickly, and soon she had her palms on the work surface as she leant forward and stroked my dick up and down along her cunt. I just stood there, with my hands on her hips and gently let her masturbate me with her pussy. Of course, she was masturbating herself as well, rubbing herself along this huge piece of meat between her legs, and it soon became obvious when she discovered which movement suited her best.
Back and fro she writhed, straddling my dick and for good measure, every now and again I would put a little downward pressure on her hips at just the right time. When I got it right, I could feel my cock push into her, restrained only by the thin fabric of her panties. No sooner had I pushed my cock there, I would move her off and keep the stroke going. We were bringing each other off nicely and it was an incredible feeling.
Just when I thought she was about to come, I decided to punish her for the last few days of unceasing cock-teasing.
With both hands on her hips, I pushed her forward and pressed her body hard down onto the counter. My cock was pushing hard against her panties, and I’m fairly sure I had a good inch or so up inside her. I leant over, and whispered in her ear.
‘that was great Emma, but I think I’ ll need a shower now. I’m heading off upstairs. If you want to come up, I could do with someone to soap my back’
This was a gamble for me. If Emma stayed downstairs, it was a quick wank in the shower and the thought of what I could have had there and then in the kitchen.
But if she came upstairs? Who knows what would happen.
I pulled myself off her, and headed up to the shower. As I stood there, running the shower, my cock was throbbing away madly so I slowly started to jerk myself off. Emma hadn’t made an appearance and I was cursing my stupidity when I heard the bathroom door open, and Emma walked in. she stood there, watching for a moment or two as I slowly stroked long and firm movements up and down my cock. I soaped up my hands and started washing my cock and balls and she watched intently, never taking her eyes off my prick.
After a while she whispered
‘ still need your back done do you?’
‘sure’ I replied.
She started to come forward to the shower and then paused as she realised she still had on her t-shirt and panties. She hesitated, as she considered whether to come in or not.
Little did she know that this was the big moment for me. If she slipped those panties off then she was going to get nailed right there and then in that shower.
My hand was moving faster and faster on my cock now as I jerked off in front of her.
‘come on in Emma, ‘ I whispered, ‘I got something here that I think you like’
That seemed to break her momentary pause and she stood still for a moment, then bent down and slipped her pants off. Then, straightening up she slipped her t-shirt off over her head, and paused before she stepped into the shower cubicle with me.
During that pause, I took in every curve of her hot young body.
God, she was magnificent!
Slim, beautiful waist with a lovely pair of titties. Still not the fully grown breasts of a mature woman, but certainly bigger than average. Although to be honest, I hadn’t seen many ld girls naked of late. However, I would be happy to look at a few more like this one given half a chance.
She stepped forward into the shower.
It was a fairly tight space and she was pressed up against me, looking up into my eyes as she whispered.
‘ok, do you want to do me first, or will I do you?’ I’m pretty sure she meant soaping each others backs and didn’t realise the double meaning, but I just smiled and said I think I should do you first.
‘turn around’ I said, ‘just like we were downstairs’
She did so, and I began to soap lather up and down her back.
My cock was jutting out like an extra arm, and I made no attempt to prevent it from rubbing back and forward across her ass as I massaged her soapy back. She leant back into me as I put my hands on her hips and I felt my cock press itself, as if by auto-pilot between the cheeks of her ass. I let it stay there and gently slipped my hands round her waist and started to wash her stomach as I stretched around her.
My cock was grinding up and down between her cheeks as I soaped her up, and gradually moved my hands up to cup her magnificent tits. I could feel her nipples stiffen as I massaged the soap into her breasts and she began to moan and pant as I ground my cock into her ass.
With a sudden movement I slipped my hands back down to her waist, and once again lifted her onto my cock. Straight away I returned my hands to her tits and squeezed and fondled her through the bubbles. As I soaped her up, she started rubbing herself along the length of my cock once again. But this time there was a big difference.
Without the fabric of her lacy knickers in the way, my cock was pushing between the lips of her lovely little box with every stroke.
I returned my hands to her waist and repeated my exercise of before. Changing the direction and action of the stroke from time to time, to just penetrate her and pull out immediately and continue grinding her along the length of my cock.
Each time I did this she gasped, and began to push herself onto me.
I stood there and paused for a moment. ‘ I know what you want Emma, and I’m going to make you ask me for it. Every third stroke, I’ll give you a little taster though, just so you can be sure’
With that, I carried on the stroking action. Pulling her gently along the length of my prick. With every third stroke, I would change the motion and gently push my dick into her a little, before pulling out and carrying on. She would gasp every time and it was obvious that she was counting the strokes. Each time the third stroke came, she would wriggle and try to get more of my cock into her, but I would slip out just in time and she had to wait for another 3 strokes.
This was driving her crazy, and having no small effect on me either, I must admit.
I so wanted to plunge myself deep into her and fuck her hard but somehow I held myself back. After about 60 strokes (yes I was counting, some people think of football scores to delay things, I was counting ok?) she began to moan and gasp faster.
‘Fuck, fuck oh fuck’ she gasped as I continued the remorseless rhythm.
‘Fuck, fuuuucccck oh fucking hell ‘she moaned as she came closer and closer to her first cock induced orgasm.
‘NOW, NOW!, Fuck me please’ she cried as on stroke number 87 she wriggled to impale herself onto my dick.
‘well, since you asked me nicely’ I shouted as I commenced stroke 90. this time, as my cock pushed between the lips of her cunt I just kept on pushing. She was so wet I slipped in with little delay, feeling only a slight resistance as I took her virginity there and then. She was deliciously tight and after a quick pause when she dealt with the discomfort of losing her cherry and having a rock hard dick grinding into her for the first time she began to breath heavily again as I slowly fucked her from behind.
I left one hand on her waist and guided her motions as, with my other hand I rubbed the lovely curve of her ass as I fucked her.
Gently I slipped my hand round, and ran my finger down into the crack of her butt. I fucked her steadily as she gasped and moaned on top of my cock, then began to run my finger around her butt hole.
There was plenty of soapy water around her ass by now, so there was ample lubrication as I began to slip my finger into her ass, in time with the thrusts from my steady fucking.
She tensed immediately as my finger entered her, and I whispered to her, ‘don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it. Relax and go with it!’
Like a good (or bad) girl, she did as she was told and I steadily slipped more and more of my finger into her as I fucked her.
By now she was moaning constantly and I knew I could not keep going myself for much longer.
I pulled my finger out of her ass and gripped her hips hard. Now, my cock was plunging in and out of her and if I could have I would have climbed up and got my whole body in there. I began to push harder and harder, and gripped her hips as I ground myself into her.
After just a few strokes I felt myself beginning to come. Quickly, I pulled my cock out of her, and this long motion seemed to be the trigger that sent her over the edge as she began to moan as her orgasm built up and broke through. I began to shoot my load as burst after burst of hot spunk shot up and landed over her ass, only to be washed away by the jets of the shower.
As the spasms began to subside, I slipped my hand between Emmas legs and began to stroke her pussy. She obviously wasn’t finished with her orgasm as she felt my fingers touch her and she started to come again.
I turned her around to face me, knelt down and buried my face between her legs. What with her pushing her pussy into my face, and the water from the shower pouring down, breathing wasn’t the easiest thing in the world, but I began to slip my tongue in and out of her, nibbled gently at her pussy and gave her a first introduction to being eaten out.
She tasted great, and I knew I was going to have to have plenty more of this teenage pussy as I brought her to orgasm after orgasm.
After a minute or two, I had to surface for air, so I leant back and looked up at her.
‘well Emma’ I Said, ‘seems like i got myself a cock hungry young lady here. And I’ve got plenty of cock for you to enjoy, so maybe we should get into the habit of partying together, what do you think?’
She didn’t say anything, but judging by the way she grabbed my head and pushed my face back between her legs, I took that to be a definite ‘yes’.
This was the first, but a long way from the last time that I fucked Emma. Basically, every time we were alone, our eyes would meet and we would jump onto each other and fuck. Emma began to show an adventurous side to her fucking, which I was glad to benefit from. But little did I know just how adventurous she was prepared to be. Who knows, perhaps soon I’ll be able to share with you another surprise story about my girl friends daughter Emma, and my growing fondness for teenage pussy?

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Joyce on the Pill

I just stood in front of my pretty young sister and stared at her blushing cheeks for a few seconds then squeaked “Five? You’ve let five guys screw you?” Crap! She was two up on me. I am fifteen months older than her and she’d gotten more dick in her short sex life than I’d gotten pussy.

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Seducing My Stepfather – Part 2

Part 2
Of course once he had a taste of my teen pussy, Frank couldn’t get enough. He fucked me four more times the first night, and I lost count of the total fuckings before Mom finally came home from that business trip. My pussy sure got a workout, and that’s exactly what I’d been so badly craving for so many years! Within a few days, I’d become utterly addicted to my stepfather’s virile cock. I orgasmed explosively on his prick well into the dawn, savoring his stiff meat in my pussy or my mouth, all the while dreading my mother’s return.
For awhile after Mom came home from her trip, Frank and I would sneak out of the house to fuck each other. He’d drive us to a secluded area while I sucked on his dick, teasing him the entire time, until we found a spot to pull over so I could jump in his lap and ride his hardness till his cock erupted in my womb. A few times he fucked me on the hood of the car by a big field until a farmer caught us one afternoon! I still get turned on thinking about being on my back on the hot hood, legs in the air, Frank pounding my fourteen year old pussy and some old guy coming up slowly on his tractor.
We couldn’t help but look forward to Mom’s business trips, especially the long ones! I’d began to openly fuck Frank all over the house when she was gone, in every single room, on all kinds of furniture. Frank could become hard just at the sight of my tight, naked body in split seconds. I was always ready for his cock! My pussy stayed in a constant state of arousal, always burning for the strong, handsome older man my mom married. I knew it was wrong, yet I could care less. My desire for his body, his cock, trumped all. It got to the point where he could get me off several times in an hour, leaving me spent and shaking and oozing pussy and cock juices on the bed! He was so magnificent… His huge cock, big hanging balls, rippling muscles all over, I got wet at just the thought of his body!
One time, Frank and I hung around my school after an event, waiting until most everybody else left before sneaking into the bathroom to fuck in the handicap stall. We got all sweaty, Frank fucking me so hard and fast in the tight space! We tried to be quiet, but his cock squelched around noisily in my pussy with his thrusts. He held me tightly by the hips, having hiked my pleated skirt up and pushing my cotton panties aside to slip his prick into my hole from behind, slamming into me repeatedly. I stifled groans as he nailed me hard, my knuckles turning white from clenching the metal bar near the toilet for balance. He pounded me for what seemed like eternity, making me cum twice on his hard prick. My pussy squirted juices on his stiff shaft each time I orgasmed.
“Ugh, fuck, you hot little slut…” Frank whispered in my ear. I moaned softly, squeezing his cock with my pussy muscles, making him moan, too. “You got me so fuckin’ hot, I could fuck you for hours, Steph… I wanna fill you with so much fuckin’ cum, girl… Jesus… Your fuckin’ cunt is so tight!”
A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out of my wet pussy without cumming and told me to go walk around the school to see if anyone else was hanging around. I obeyed, doing a few laps and seeing no signs of other people in the building. So we proceeded to fuck all over the place! We went to the library, where I was fucked on my back on one of the hard tables. Then to the nurse’s office, where we used various instruments to play doctor before fucking on a stretcher. I jacked his prick with the stethoscope, and he inserted tongue depressors in between my pussylips, fucking me with them. Then it was off to the gym, rolling all around the gym mats and fucking in every conceivable position possible!
I really got a chance to show off my gymnastic talent to Frank in the gym. While he lay on his back on a mat, I even did a split on his cock! We were out of our minds, fucking like animals! The gym equipment was really fun to fuck on. The beams, and the pummel horse, and the rings… Holding onto the bars usually used for pull-ups while instead wrapping my legs around my stepfather’s waist while he penetrated me manically… Having him plow into my womb while I laid on one of those big inflatable aerobic balls… I loved it all! My moans were echoing through the gym, as were the slapping sounds of our thighs. He’d pulled my tits out of my white button up blouse by that point and was groping them savagely while thrusting hard into me, on top of me and behind me.
Frank grunted while fucking me manically, still not cumming yet. It seemed he wanted to fuck me in every room of the school! We had fun that night, to say the least! I led him by the cock on a tour to each of my classrooms where we would proceed to fuck upon the teachers’ desks or up against the chalkboard. Frank insisted on holding me over his knee to spank me with a ruler while sitting on one of my teacher’s chairs. It was hot! I came all over his dick, again and again, spurting my pussy cream all over his massive muscle. We finished it off in the principle’s office, Frank finally unloading what felt like a gallon of sperm up in my womb while I stood bent over Mr. McLaughlin’s desk, staring at smiling photos of his wife and children.
The first time I showed up at Frank’s office, he was initially pissed. Chloe, his secretary, eyed me up and down as I waited impatiently for her to finish buzzing Frank on the intercom to announce my arrival. I had just gotten a fun part in a dance recital as a fairy, and stopped by after classes let out that day to show off my too-tight uniform to my stepfather. I’d deliberately ordered a size smaller than I normally wear so my tiny, short skirt would show off my lean legs and taut thighs.
The tight, sparkly, pink sleeveless top clung to my curves, low cut enough for some of my cleavage to heave out of it. I was wearing no panties underneath the little crinoline purple skirt, having taken them off in the bathroom before coming to see Frank. My long blond waves were up in loose pigtails, tied with purple ribbons. I wore pink ballet-style slippers to complement my tanned legs. I’d applied a generous helping of blush, giving my cheeks a rosy hue to go with my dark pink lipstick.
Chloe let me into Frank’s spacious office, still giving me some attitude, obviously jealous of my still-developing, sexy, tight body! He sat behind a huge polished desk, looking up at me with surprise. Chloe shut the door behind me, leaving us alone. Books were all over the shelves behind him, along with an abundance of photos of me and only a few of my mother. I smiled while he stared up at me.
“Yes, Stephanie? Is everything okay?” he asked.
“Sure is, Daddy… I just wanted to tell you I got a part in the dance recital coming up — don’t you like my outfit?” I said, stretching, reaching one leg over my head as I stood, flashing my bald, gaping pussy directly at him. Frank dropped his pen and cleared his throat nervously. He got to his feet and stood close to me, anger suddenly clouding his brow.
“Stephanie, you listen to me — this is not acceptable! You cannot be here. You cannot come here to my office, where I see clients, and try to play your little games with me. I will not stand for this! Leave, this instant, Stephanie,” he said firmly. I put on an exaggerated pout.
“But Daddy…”
“Leave my office, now.”
“You don’t like my outfit?” I said, looking up at him as if insulted.
“No, it’s not that, Steph, you just have to… Get…”
Frank trailed off as I got to my knees on the carpeted floor, staring up at him with big blue eyes. I reached my hand out and caressed his package, cupping it, giving it a gentle grab. He moaned and turned away from me, but a bulge was undeniably forming already in his trousers. I got to my feet and began stripping, first taking off the tight top to display my perfect breasts, already ample despite me only being fourteen. He sat back down at his desk and shuffled some papers around, pretending not to pay attention to me. I took a seat at one of the chairs opposite his big polished desk and faced him; then I spread my legs open wide. He let out another nervous cough.
“I’m not… I’m not going to tell you again,” said Frank, his eyes falling to my exposed pink pussylips as I held my legs far apart, the tiny purple skirt hiked up around my hips to clearly expose my sex. My flat abdomen quivered and my breasts jiggled as I began fingering my moist pussyhole, flicking my clit, massaging up and down my slit while staring at Frank. His mouth fell open, nearly salivating at the sight of my hot body.
“Sorry, Daddy, I just thought you’d like it, is all,” I said innocently while rubbing my pussy and then cupping and squeezing my tits hard, showing off my tiny pink nipples to him. A soft moan escaped my lips.
“Stephanie, I’m serious, you need to exit my office, uh, immediately,” he said, getting distracted by my writhing body. I kicked my legs over my head, showing off my flexible body, letting him stare directly into my pussyhole.
“Aw, come on, Daddy… Why don’t you just fill me up with your cream real quick while I’m here? Then I’ll leave. Promise. You know I always want it bad…”
He stared lustfully at my body, his eyes roving from my cascading blond locks to my feet in their satin pink slippers. I got up and proceeded to show off, doing stretches and dance moves to display my taut muscles and flexibility. While standing away from him, I reached down and touched my toes, showing off my moist, aroused pussylips from behind under my fluffy purple skirt. Frank got to his feet and suddenly pushed everything off his desk, papers fluttering around the room, cups clattering to the ground
“Get over here, now,” he said through clenched teeth.
I walked up over to Frank and he suddenly grabbed me and threw me over the desk, tearing the little skirt off my lithe body. A little squeal escaped my throat. Then I heard the sound of his pants unzipping, and turned my head to see him stroking his engorged member to a raging erection while staring at my supple asscheeks. Then he raised his arm up, winding up and then slamming his open hand hard against the soft flesh of my ass. A gasp escaped my lips as his hand connected with my backside. His raised his hand again and again, spanking my ass until it was flushed a brilliant red color. I rubbed my pussy while he slapped me, the overwhelming stings of pain beginning to now mix with the pleasure from my cuntal massage.
Frank was breathing deeper, spanking me now with one hand and jerking his rigid shaft with the other. I moaned when he finally stopped hitting my ass and pushed his body closer to mine from behind, his huge cockhead pressing against my juicy cuntlips. My ass stung, feeling burning hot from the spanking my stepfather gave me with his hand. His hands went to my hips, firmly grasping them as if holding my cheeks apart to really ram his cock into me hard — and that’s exactly what he did next!
I tried to stifle a moan at the feeling of Frank’s cock filling me up to the brim, balls deep, his prickhead way up in my womb in a single thrust. He was up on the desk, nailing me from behind, hammering his cock into me manically. The sucking sounds of his meat wildly penetrating my hole began to fill the entire office. He yanked on one of my blond pigtails from behind while ramming me hard and I gasped.
“This what you want? Huh? You little slut…” Frank growled in my ear.
I let out a moan in reply, my eyes closed, head swimming in ecstasy. It seemed I lived for the seed Frank would soon unload in my womb. I couldn’t get enough of my stepfather’s cock, constantly desiring it, constantly craving his sperm. His hands went to my breasts, overflowing handfuls even for such a big, strong, mature man. He continued hammering his hips into mine, pulling his prick nearly all the way out of my tight hole before ramming it as hard and deep as possible back into my womb. His fingers pulled on my nipples, making me cry out. He suddenly slapped my ass hard again, growling for me to be quiet. The sounds of our manic fucking were loud in the spacious, wood-paneled office.
He put a hand around my mouth to quiet my moans, but the squelching sound of his cock pistoning in and out of my pussy from behind were loud enough. Frank pulled his raging erection from my slick hole after a few more moments, picking me up and seating me facing away from him on his lap as he sat in his large leather office chair. I bounced up and down breathlessly on his cock as he caressed my tits and smooth, firm belly. His balls, freed from his boxer shorts, slapped up at my pussy gash and I couldn’t help but moan steadily with his rhythmic thrusts. I spread my legs wide, my feet up on his polished mahogany desk, and he began rubbing my clitty fast. My head fell back against his chest and I closed my eyes, feeling his hard shaft ramming way up inside my unprotected teen womb.
I shuddered, the stirrings of an orgasm tingling in my extremities. My toes curled in their little pink slippers, my leg muscles so taut. The rest of my body began shivering and Frank had to use his free hand to cover my mouth, my moans growing too loud. He continued thrusting up into my tight pussyhole, sensing an orgasm was upon me. I writhed in his lap as his massive erection impaled my insides, ramming up into my hyper-aroused cunt. Frank held me tightly against him with his hand hard on my pussy mound, rubbing my clit to an intense climax that had tears welling in my eyes. I had to moan into his hand as orgasmic pulses surged throughout my body from every nerve, my pussy squirting juice all over Frank’s prick. Frank let out a grunt in my ear, continuing his manic thrusts through my powerful orgasm.
When I finally stopped writhing in pleasure on his lap, he stood me up and laid me on his back on the big shiny desk. We stared deep into each others’ eyes, a look of heated lust. His eyes fell to my heaving tits, delicious overflowing handfuls. With the base of his hard cock in hand, he straddled my spread thighs and rubbed his engorged member all over my slick cuntflesh. I let out a soft moan as his cockhead massaged my pussy slit and cuntlips, pressing every so often against my hard clitoral nub. My hands went to my breasts, cupping them and playing with the nipples. Frank grinned. Then he bucked his hips at me and I let out a shriek as my pussyhole suddenly swallowed his cock way down into what felt like my cervix! Another moan fell from my lips. I knew he’d soon be flooding my womb with his seed.
He thrust hard and fast into my pussy, his body pinning mine down against the big desk. My back pressed harder and harder into the desk with his intense penetration, his hands on my hips as he manically rammed his fucktool into my tight 14yr old cunthole. Bending his head down to meet mine, we began tonguing passionately, moaning in each others’ mouths. He kept fucking me rapidly, really giving it me hard, his cock buried balls-deep inside my womb. I knew he would explode at any moment. His body soon seized up and he groaned, his lips pressed against mine. Then I felt his cock throbbing inside my tight pussyhole. I squeezed his rigid shaft with my pussy muscles and he let out a gasp. His cockhead erupted deep in my unprotected teen womb, unloading ropes of semen way up inside of me.
We continued our passionate kiss as his fucktool pulsed inside of me, depositing a torrent of cum in my cunt. His hips slammed into mine one final time. We stayed still awhile, me pinned down against the desk, his cock pulsing its last globs of sperm in my hole. He broke our heated kiss to begin gently biting my neck and trailing kisses down my chest and onto my nipples. I closed my eyes, another moan escaping my lips. It seemed like several minutes went by before he finally pulled out of me — I felt like he didn’t want to pull out at all.
As soon as he did, he told me to get dressed and leave his office immediately. I grinned at him and blew him a kiss as I opened the door, flashing him one last glance of my wet, bare pussy under the short crinoline skirt before I left. I knew he enjoyed sperming up in my tight hole! His secretary eyed me up from head to toe as I walked away, her eyebrows raised.
She must have noticed the trails of cum leaking down the back of my thighs!
To be continued

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