by Raven Watyrs
Noting my wandering gaze, she arches her back slightly, pushing them out towards me, just so. “Don’t you like what you see?”
I snap my eyes up to hers, tearing them away from her cleavage and erect nipples. Like it? For fuck’s sake. My dick is so hard, it’s pulsing with my heartbeat. A gentle breeze could make me cum if it blew through the door.
But what the fuck is going on here? Where is Stephanie and why is her daughter here in her place? I feel like my brain has fractured.
“Madison,” I croak out and look around the yard again. The CO is watching us from the door at the side of the prison. “What are you doing here? Where’s your mom?”
She continues twirling her hair around a finger and biting her lower lip. She smiles at me mischievously, releases her hair and trails a finger down her chest, tugging at the hem of her tank top suggestively. “She, um, couldn’t make it. But I’m here for you. Don’t you want some of this… Daddy?”
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I curse. “Don’t call me that. Get in here,” I grab her upper arm and yank her inside, not wanting the CO to get suspicious with what must look like a bizarre greeting for a conjugal visit. Once inside, I peek out the door once again and see the CO turn and wander back inside the prison door. I let out a relieved breath, then turn to face her, repeating for the last time, “Madison, what the hell is going on here? Where’s Stephanie?”
She sighs and puts her bag down before walking toward me slowly, her huge blue eyes shooting beams of sex straight into mine. I step back as she approaches, but soon find my back pressed against the wall of the trailer. I try to think my throbbing boner away, but it impossible. She’s leaning her hip right into it, grinding and rolling it against my body. It feels so fucking good, but this isn’t right. I knew this girl when she was 14 years old.
“Madison, wait—”
“Look, Jesse,” she interrupts, pressing her tits together as she runs her hands up my chest. “I’m really sorry to tell you this, but you should know. Mom has gotten married and is living in France now.”
“What?” I blink at her, roughly grasping her wrists in each hand. “What did you say?”
“Mmm,” she purrs. “I like it when you grab me like that, Daddy.”
I drop her arms and push away from her, “Stop saying that, Madison. I’m not your father and that’s really fucked up.” I shake my head. “What do you mean she’s ‘married’?”
She stalks me like a cat, slinking towards me undeterred, running her fingertip up over the outline of one of her already-erect nipples, fingering it gently. My breath picks up and my cock pulses, my body betraying my brain.
“She’s gone,” she says with a sultry sigh, slowing lowering herself into one of the chairs at the small table in the kitchenette-side of the trailer. “She got laid off right before she saw you last and was running out of money. Mom doesn’t do middle-class and she certainly doesn’t do poor. Didn’t take her long to find an old rich douchebag who’d marry her. They live in France now.”
I lower myself into the other chair, stunned by Madison’s revelation. “But… the letters. The pictures! She’s been writing to me regularly-,” I stop and look at her, realizing what has happened as speak. “Jesus fucking Christ, Madison. It was you the whole time, wasn’t it? You’ve been writing to me and sending me pictures?”
She smiles and leans her arms across the table, reaching for me and squeezing those big tits together. “Is that so bad, Daddy?”
“Yes, it’s bad! The whole time I thought it was your mom!”
She lets out another sultry sigh with a little shrug of her bare shoulders. “I know, I know. It wasn’t very honest of me, and for that I’m very sorry.” She pouts out her lower lip, biting it for my benefit. “It’s just that I felt so bad for you after mom left. I kept getting your letters and I told her you were writing, but she said to just throw out the letters and forget you existed. She said she couldn’t believe she wasted as much time on you as she did. I told her she was being a bitch, up and leaving you like that without even talking to you. And do you know what she said to me?”
“No.”
“She said,” she pauses and clears her throat, “‘I don’t give a rat’s ass. You fucking answer his letters for all I care, since you’re so concerned about his welfare’, then she hung up.”
“So, you wrote me in her place? Why didn’t she tell me? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Look,” Madison says directly. “Mom is a raging bitch. You might have thought you and she had a good thing going, but all she cares about is money. She thought she was on to something when she hooked up with you, but when went to prison and lost all your prospects, she quickly moved on to the next rich guy. She’s a total sociopath, trust me.”
“I’m starting to realize that,” I say.
“But, I’ve wanted you since I was 14 years old. Ever since you started banging my bitch of a mother. I’ve wanted to get fucked by you as long as I can remember, and I know you’ve wanted to fuck me too.” She leans back in her chair and lets her legs fall open slightly and I see a flash of white panties up legs of her denim shorts. She gazes at me lasciviously and twirls another strand of blonde hair, boosting her tits up with her forearms in the process.
I stare at her breasts and my mouth actually starts watering at the sight of her incredible cleavage, luscious and firm. I lick my lips and press a palm against the head of my cock through my coveralls under the table. Even through the shock of learning of Stephanie’s betrayal, I’m so fucking horny, so desperate to feel the warm wetness of a real pussy as opposed to my calloused, rough fist. Having Madison so willing and young…
I almost reach across the table and pinch one of her nipples, but jerk back and stand up at the last second and shake my confused head. “This isn’t right.” I lean against the wall of the trailer again, shocked at the sudden turn of events. “I can’t… I can’t believe it.”
Madison stands and closes the distance between us. She runs her hands up my chest again and presses her body against mine. She smells like lavender and honey as she leans into me. “Believe it,” she says, wetting her lips with her tongue. “But I can make you happy, Daddy. I want to make you so happy.” She reaches down towards the bulge in my crotch, making me shudder as her fingers trace the outline of the head of my dick.
“No, wait. Madison. We can’t… Oh god. Oh my god,” I want to push her away, I want to be mad about what’s happened, mad about the deceit and about how fucked up this is. But she’s stroking me though the orange jumpsuit. Stroking me up and down.
“Yes, we can, Daddy,” she purrs looking me straight in the eye and moves her other hand down to caress and massage my aching balls and throbbing dick with two hands. I groan and press my cock into her hands, involuntarily.
“Don’t,” I warn. “Don’t call me ‘Daddy’.” I clench my fists behind my back until I’m sure my knuckles are white with tension. Hearing her call me that is making me insane with desire, and she doesn’t know what I’m capable of. I count backwards from ten in my head, forcing myself to hold on to the modicum of control I have left. But she presses on.
“I’ve wanted to do this since the second I saw you. Ever since you got together with my mom, I’ve been so wet for you.” My already-fast breathing kicks up another notch as she starts rubbing me faster and faster. I’m not going to be able to control myself much longer, and when I fuck, I fuck hard. Dirty. Nasty.
Stephanie used to love getting her ass stretched by my cock, and if Madison isn’t careful, I won’t be able to resist doing the same to her. She squeezes the head of my cock, cupping it in her palm.
“I used to listen to you fuck my mom, you know. I’d sit outside her bedroom and listen to you fuck her. Then I’d go and touch myself until I came too. Don’t you like that, Daddy? I’d shove my fingers up my tight little pussy, pretending it was you fucking me, taking my virginity. I’ve always wanted to be your little girl, Daddy. Don’t you want to feel my tight little pussy ar
ound your cock?”
Any resistance I had melts into nothing. A primal grown escapes my throat and I grab her face, leaning forward and crushing my lips against hers, soft and moist. She gasps into my mouth, surprised at my forceful energy. I thrust my tongue into her hot mouth, probing my tongue deep and sucking hers back into my mouth. Her arms scramble up to the zipper of my orange coveralls, yanking it down and pushing it off my shoulders.
“Oh my god, your muscles,” she gasps as I suck my way down her neck. “You’re so much bigger than you were before!” She runs her hands over my shoulders and arms, which are way beefier than they were before I went away. Lifting weights has become one of the ways I pass my time in this hellhole.
“Shut up!” I hiss at her, overwhelmed with a primal drive to plunge my cock into her. “Shut your fucking mouth.” She squeals as I pick her up and drop her on the bed. I pull off the rest of the orange jump suit and step out of my underwear, stroking my cock unabashedly. “You want to fuck your Daddy, you little slut? You’re going to fuck your Daddy good. But first, I want you to suck my cock.”
“Yes, please, Daddy!” she scrambles to her knees on the old mattress on the creaky, cheap bed frame, whipping her top over her head in the process. Her gorgeous tits pour forth, bouncing and swaying as they’re released from the tight tank top. I reach forward with my free hand and massage them, rolling and groping the firm, yet supple flesh with in my fingers. Her nipples are hard and rigid to my touch. I flick and pinch them and she mews as I stroke the length of my cock.
She grasps my cock in her hands and leans forward, enveloping the head of my dick in her red lips. I take hold of the back of her head and she lets out a moan as I push her face down the length of my rod. She starts pumping the shaft as she sucks me in, pulling me deep into the back of her warm, wet throat.
“Oh fuck… Fuck yes…” I groan as I start thrusting my hips into her mouth. She sucks my entire shaft deep into her throat, gagging a little at the size of it. She fondles my balls and I can feel my dick twitch and pulse in her mouth as she lubricates my shaft with her spit. I thrust in and she pulls back with a gasp, strings of thick saliva stretching from her lips to the head of my cock.
“Lean back,” I demand, stroking my cock lubricated by her spit. She responds immediately, scooting back and pulling off her denim shorts.
“Good girl,” I tell her. She’s got a pair if simple, white cotton panties on. “Now touch yourself.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers, naughty delight registering in her blue eyes. She leans back and spreads her long, tanned legs for me, pinching at a nipple with one hand, the other sliding down towards her panties. I continue stroking my cock, wet with her saliva, as she draws a finger down over her crotch, teasing her folds and ridges with a red fingernail.
“Take off your panties,” I demand. “Show me that pussy.”
She does as she’s told, slowly peeling the white cotton briefs down her legs. She opens her legs to me again and her pussy is a deep red colour, her outer lips hairless and wet with her arousal. She moans as her fingers spread her folds, revealing glistening inner lips and a wet, juicy opening. She rubs at her clit, closing her eyes and groaning out loud, pulling me into her like a moth to a flame.
I crawl between her legs and can smell her sweet musk. My mouth waters and my dick aches in my hand, desperate to bury itself in her wet tunnel, but I want to taste her first. I want to taste her sweet, little pussy before I fuck it senseless.
“Oh god, yes,” I mutter as I lean in. “Fuck yes.” I spread her open with my fingers and lap at her clit, making her jump and twitch, before sucking between my lips and rolling with my tongue. She moans loudly, arching her back and pushing herself into my face. Her smooth lips are wet and slippery. I lick and suck on them while thumbing her clit and easing a finger into her soaking wet hole. Her hips start gyrating against my face and I drive my long tongue into her delicious tight cunt, feeling her contract and spasm as I dart in and out of her.
“Oh my god!” she moans. “Oh my fucking god that feels so fucking good.” I lap up her juices as they coat my face, spreading her legs wider and thrusting a second finger into her little twat. I pump my hand in and out of her as my tongue rolls her clit between my lips. Soon, she’s bucking against my face, screaming and yelping in ecstasy as I lick and nibble and suck. Her hips rise up and she grabs my head with both hands, pressing my face into her pussy as she starts crying out in orgasmic bliss.
“OH GOD!” She screams. “Oh my god! Yes! YES!” She comes with the intensity of a massive waterfall, seizing and shuddering on the squeaky old bed, squeezing my head with her thighs as uncontrollable waves of pleasure power through her.
She moans, laying in a sweaty heap as I nuzzle her mound and tease her sensitive clit with flicks of my tongue. I can’t believe I just ate out Stephanie’s daughter. I can’t believe Madison just came all over my face. I can’t believe these things, but fuck me, I’m loving every single second of it.
“Turn over,” I demand as I pull back from between her legs. “We’re only getting started.”
CHAPTER 3
Her blue eyes flash at me with excitement before she pushes herself up and flips on to her hands and knees. She tosses hair and looks at me expectantly over her shoulder, long blonde waves cascading over the milky smooth skin of her back. Her blue eyes are filled to the brim with lust and carnal need. She arches her back as she looks at me, exposing her juicy pink slit and a perfect little asshole between round ass cheeks. I palm my cock and jack it slowly as I appreciate the incredible fucking view.
“You like what you see, Daddy?” Madison whispers coquettishly. “Do you like your little girl’s ass?”
My dick pulses in my hand and goes even harder at the sound of her calling me ‘Daddy’. It’s like a steel rod in my hand, hot and slick at the head where a bead of pre-cum has oozed out. I stare at her round, smooth ass cheeks and the little brown starfish between them, puckered and tight.
“I do like what I see, Princess,” I tell her, using the nickname I’d given her eight years ago. “I like it a fuck of a lot.” I reach forward with a hand and caress one of her ass cheeks, massaging and groping at the soft flesh. I love fucking up the ass, and Madison’s tight little hole is going to feel amazing around my cock. I know it.
As I grab and squeeze her ass, I pull at her tight little pucker making her mew and moan like a cat. “Has anyone ever fucked this little ass yet, Princess?” I ask, licking my thumb before pushing the tip against her asshole.
“Mmm, that feels so good, Daddy.”
“Answer the question, little girl. Or do you want to be punished?” I press my thumb inside her an inch and she clenches around me in surprise.
“Oh! Mmm…” she moans, looking back at me still.
I stroke my dick and press my thumb in a little more. “Is this ass a virgin ass?” I start slowly moving the tip of my thumb in and out of her asshole. “Has anyone else ever fucked it, Princess? Or is Daddy going to be the first?”
“No one’s ever fucked my ass before, Daddy. I wanted to save it for you.”
My dick jumps again and I grit my teeth as my body practically vibrates with arousal. I lean over and spit on her pucker, rubbing in the lubrication and pushing my thumb all the way into her. “Good,” I tell her. “Because that’s where I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum deep inside your tight little ass, Princess. I’m going to slam my huge cock into your tight little hole and make you scream.”
She responds by pushing back towards me, back arched as she I start fingering her wet clit while pumping her ass with my thumb. “Oh god, Daddy,” she moans. “Oh god, that feels so good!”
“But first, I’m going to get my dick nice and wet. Daddy’s going to fuck the shit out of that dripping wet cunt, Princess. Then he’s going to destroy that virgin ass.”
I stick my forefinger inside her, followed shortly thereafter by my middle finger, thumb still buried to the hilt in her asshole. She groans and he
r sphincter contracts as I start thrusting my hand in and out of her holes. Faster and faster, I pump her pussy and ass, her juices squelch and coat my hand as she gyrates and releases cries of pleasure. I can feel her pussy start to tighten as she nears orgasm again, but I don’t want her to cum again. Not yet.
I pull my slick fingers out of her and lean over her back as I whisper in her ear. “Fucking little slut loves getting her little pussy worked, don’t you little girl?”
“Yes, Daddy. I love it. I fucking love it,” she mews in response, breathless and shaking with need.
My rock-hard dick presses against her ass and thighs as I lean over her. She moves her hips in little circles as I stick my fingers, wet with her juices, in her mouth for her to clean off. Moaning, she sucks and licks them clean, desperately grasping at my hand as she does.
Unable to wait any longer, I lean back and start rubbing the head of my cock up and down her wet, pink gash. I push into her sopping opening, just a little at first, moving the head of my dick in and out of her.
“I can’t wait to feel that cock inside me,” she moans. “I can’t wait to feel you fuck me.” She starts fingering her clit as I slowly slide my dick up her cunt inch by delicious wet inch. I push it up her tight pussy, relishing how incredible it feels to be enveloped by a woman again. She arches her back again as I fill her up completely and push my balls into her folds.
“Oh god, Daddy!” she cries. “I love your cock so much! I can’t believe you’re fucking me!” I pull my cock out all the way and push it back again, slowly at first, then faster and faster.
I grunt as I pick up thrusting speed, grasping her hips and pulling her into me as I slam my cock into her, deep and hard. “Oh-oh-oh-my-g-g-g-o-D!” she screams as I pummel her, bashing my huge dick into her, slamming against her cervix. “Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!”
