“OK,’ he said, finally. “Let’s go.”
I headed towards the front door but John stopped me. “Let’s go out back.”
In confusion, I pointed towards the front door. “But the car is…”
“Trust me.”
John led me out the back door into their garage and stood to one side with a grand sweeping gesture at a sexy little green sports car. I looked back and forth from the car to his smiling face several times with growing realisation.
“Is this…”
“Yours. It’s the exact one you wanted, right? Now all you need to do is pass your exam.”
I was completely blindsided by my own quivering lip as it hit home again how different my life and Good Madison’s had been, despite the crazy similarities. My John and Jane Smith hadn’t even given me anything on my birthdays, let alone something for no reason at all.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing.” I walked over and gave him a much more daughterly hug. “I just really like it, that’s all. Thank you, Daddy.”
I rose up on the tips of my toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek after wiping the corners of my eyes with no small amount of embarrassment. John’s hands were on the small of my back, just above my ass, and I could almost feel the sexual need radiating from him, fighting against all his parental instincts. I certainly hadn’t been wrong about the stolen glances between the two of them.
“Um… ready to go?” he asked, still not releasing me.
“Sure.”
*****
I parked the car on a hilltop overlooking the city just as the sky was beginning to turn a little orange with the sunset. It was a beautiful, romantic, sight, the kind of place a couple horny teenagers would love to find.
“Wow… you’ve really improved. This car must suit you.”
“I guess so,” I said.
Unlike me, Good Madison probably hadn’t stolen her first car at the age of twelve, so I had a lot more experience than her in that regard. It was no surprise that I could drive, but I was caught off guard by how different it felt being the focus of John’s attention rather than watching him give it to the other Madison.
At the start of the day, he was nothing but a means to an end for me. By the end of our “driving lesson” he was the most important man in my life. The lack of competition for him may have been a sad reality, but I’d never been more captivated by a member of the opposite sex before.
Aside from being so easy on the eye, he was smart, funny, patient and a dedicated provider for his family. Good Madison was so lucky to have him. Anybody would be.
Jealous as I was, I couldn’t take that away from her. She may have won the coin toss between us, living in luxury while I grew up in the fucking ghetto… but she was still my sister.
Yet, there was a damp patch on my new panties that made it painfully clear I wanted John for something other than revenge. I glanced over at him and licked my lips nervously.
“Pretty isn’t it?” I asked.
“Hmm?”
I jerked my head in the direction of the sunset. “Kind of romantic, huh?”
His eyes darted to the city and then down. “Under certain circumstances…”
With another lick of my lips, I decided to push forward with another assumption I’d made in my observations of John, Jane and Madison.
“Daddy? Can I ask you a serious question?”
“Uh… sure, pumpkin, what is it?”
“Things don’t seem… so good between you and Mom lately. What’s going on?”
John took a deep breath and didn’t speak for a while.
“I was hoping you wouldn’t notice that. I’ve been trying to keep you out of it.”
I reached over and put my hand on his leg. “You can tell me, Daddy.”
He sighed. “I guess you’re going to find out sooner or later. You’re old enough to know, I suppose. The two of us have kind of checked-out of the relationship. She wasn’t giving me what I needed, but apparently she’s still happy enough to take everything else I give her.”
“What was it you needed?”
“Well… that’s probably a bit too much information.”
“I think I understand.” I shifted my hand a little higher on his thigh.
“Madison… what are you doing?”
I shushed him and undid my seatbelt, rising up to kneel on my seat and swapping hands on his thigh so I could slip one arm over his shoulders and still stroke tantalisingly close to his cock.
“What’s gotten into you today?” he pressed.
“It’s just… I can’t stand to see you unhappy, Daddy. It’s not right the way she treats you. She’s crazy if she doesn’t… want you. I want you.”
“You… can’t mean that. It’s not right… I’m your father.” The way his eyes scanned my entire body with pure hunger contradicted his words.
“Adopted,” I said.
“She told you? We agreed to wait until the time was right… that fuckin’-”
“Shhh. It doesn’t matter. You’ll always be my daddy, I’ll always be your little girl… but you’re the man of the house too. If you want to fuck, you fuck. Your house, your rules, your pussy.”
I took his hand and put it between my legs, hugging it with my thighs. His brows knitted and he let out a sigh at the feel of my toned skin.
“You… you don’t understand, Madison. Your mother… she couldn’t handle me anymore. Too rough, she said. I’d break a little thing like you. Especially after all the…”
“The what?” I smiled. “The waiting? The wanting? The teasing? I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me lately. I’ve been looking at you too, trying to get you to notice me more. I can’t handle it anymore, Daddy. It’s not right that you don’t get everything you want when you give us everything we want. If you want to fuck hard… you can fuck me hard. I don’t care if it hurts, I told you I’d do anything to make you happy. Take what’s yours. It’s a new me.”
John locked eyes with me and I could literally see the fire of his passion growing, melting the chains of social norms and parental responsibilities. A sexual animal was being set free right in front of me, like being locked in a cage with a lust bomb.
“I like this new Madison,” he said. “You sure you want to be… my little slut?”
I smiled at the words, at the first time he called his daughter a slut with the intention of fucking her, and nodded. “All yours, Daddy.”
He reached out and buried both hands in my hair at the back of my head, pulling me into a kiss I’d been wanting for weeks, and he’d been desperate for somewhat longer. It was so deep, my mouth was open almost as wide as it could go, and my breath was being stolen so fast that I was almost delirious.
When he let me go, I was panting, my hair dishevelled from his grip. He made me feel like a little sex kitten.
There was no time to ponder that, though, his hands were at the bottom of my tank top, pulling it up and over my head. I lifted my arms to let it go, feeling his eyes on the upper swells of my breasts like fingertips brushing against all that forbidden flesh.
From the boring side of a teenage girl’s clothes, he’d seen breasts a lot like these growing day by day, and I could see how badly he wanted to see the end result. I kept my arms out of the way as he reached behind me and undid my bra with a snap of his fingers.
Savouring the moment, he slowly pulled the straps off my shoulders and watched as the cups fell away from my chest, exposing my hard pink nipples to him for the first time. A satisfied smirk touched upon his lips and he quickly undid his own seatbelt so he could lean over and take one into his mouth.
I ran my fingers through his hair as I looked down through half-closed eyes. His tongue flickered back and forth, sending electric chills of pleasure from my nipple to my belly, and then he did the same on the other side.
When he pulled back, he squeezed both my breasts, rubbing his thumbs across the pink tips he’d made even harder with his stimulation. Lift
ing up and inwards, he pressed them against each other, creating cleavage deeper than any of my bras could have managed.
“Even fuckin’ better than I ever imagined,” he said. “I’ve got something for that pretty little mouth of yours, Madison. I’ve been dreaming about seeing those lips of yours around the base of my cock and now…”
“Now you take what’s yours, Daddy.”
“That’s right, princess. Get it out for me.”
I held the top of his pants between the finger and thumb of one hand while I pulled the zip down with the other, then undid the button and pushed his pants and boxers down while he caressed my tits. Inch after inch of thick cock, hard and getting harder by the second, was revealed to me and my jaw dropped about as far as his underwear did.
“Think you might have made a mistake, Madison?” he asked.
“It’s… huge, Daddy.”
“It’s gonna feel so good in that tight little pussy, but I need you to suck it for me first.”
Tentatively, I touched it with a single finger and snatched my hand back when it twitched. It was as if I was playing a game of tickle-the-sleeping-monster. Mustering my courage, I reached out for it again, wrapping my fingers around his girth.
Every beat of his heart was pulsing in this massive weapon of pleasure. I could feel it, hot and primal, in my hand as I gently stroked it and felt it swell until my fingers and thumb could no longer meet.
Like a flagpole being raised, the tip came up as if seeking my mouth of its own accord and I had to turn my hand around to continue comfortably stroking it. I licked my lips and gulped.
“That’s right, Madison, I’m gonna fuck that little angel face of yours. Open wide.”
John put one hand over mine, keeping his cock aimed directly at my mouth as he pushed my head down with his other hand. We moaned in unison as I got my first taste of him, of pure throbbing masculinity, and he felt my hot and wet tongue on his cock for the first time.
“That’s it, good girl,” he said as he gave my head a few instructional pushes and pulls to get me bobbing, before letting go so his hands could explore my body while I sucked him.
I felt his palm sliding along the small of my back and then over my short skirt, which he pulled up to completely expose my ass. He ran a single finger along the crack of my ass, before feeling the wet patch over my pussy that he was completely responsible for.
“Damn, Madison, that’s one wet little pussy.”
I nodded and hummed my agreement as I sucked, making wordless sounds of appreciation as he explored my panty-clad folds. My underwear was soon so slick with my natural lubricants that they slid against my sensitive petals and I moaned even harder.
Tugging first at one side and then the other, John worked my panties down until they were mid-thigh. The air felt almost freezing cold against my wet skin, despite the warm sunset streaming in through the windscreen. Thankfully, John’s fingers soon warmed me up again.
Once his fingers were completely covered in my juices, I felt him pressing at my entrance with a single digit. The pressure increased, despite how slippery everything was, as John sought to be the first man to feel the inside of my teen tunnel.
The pressure took up all my concentration, such that I paused in my bobbing motions and swirled my tongue around the head of his engorged cock. My eyes closed as I thought about what his strong hands would look like on my tender pink pussy.
The tip finally slipped inside me, as far as my hymen, and he paused. I heard him gasp quietly and his cock swelled in my mouth for a moment.
“You saved yourself for me?” he asked.
I pulled my mouth off his cock for a moment and looked up at him, letting him take in the contrast of my innocent eyes and the rivulets of saliva and pre-cum dribbling down my chin as I posed next to his cock.
“Only you deserve it, Daddy.”
“Holy fuck… you’re a sexy little bitch, Madison.”
“Thank you, D-”
John brought his fingers from my pussy to my mouth, pushing them past my lips and forcing me to taste myself. I’d never done that before, and only tentatively licked his finger at first, but soon found myself cleaning him thoroughly as I lapped at my own juices like a wanton slut.
My twin’s adopted father gathered up my hair into a rough ponytail and turned my head back towards his cock, guiding it into my mouth and holding me firmly as he began to roughly fuck my face. The way I’d been bobbing and sucking was so incredibly gentle in comparison to the way he powered his hard length in and out of my lips.
With such reckless strength behind his thrusts, the inevitable soon happened and the tip of his cock was squelching against the back of my throat. My eyes watered and I pushed against his thighs, but being in his grip was like being held by a steel vice.
Every ounce of my strength had to go towards fighting my gag reflex as this powerful man facefucked me like a whore, just as hard and rough as I had invited him to be with me. My eyes bulged and my face went red when I felt him press down on my head with sustained pressure and gradually force his thickness into my throat.
My resistance was as token as ever while the base of his glorious cock slid ever closer to my lips. I’d never deepthroated a more averagely-endowed guy, let alone anything like what John had between his legs, and I could hardly believe it was happening.
When my nose pressed against his pelvis and my lips were around the base of his cock all the way around, John held me there for an eternity, until my face was even more red from the lack of oxygen as well as the effort. Inside me, it felt like his cock was stretching my throat almost all the way down to my stomach, the fact that it was in there was nigh-on impossible.
Finally, just when things were starting to get a little fuzzy around the edges, he forced the last few fractions of an inch into me and then pulled my head back. I was almost limp, my head supported by his grip on my hair more than my own strength as I gasped for air and hung over the huge cock I’d been impaled by, while the world came back into focus.
“Time to fuck,” he growled, pulling me by my hair from the driver’s seat to his side until I was straddling him.
After a struggle to push my panties completely out of the way, he grabbed me by my newly-fucked throat with one hand and pointed his cock at my virgin pussy with the other.
“Look at me when you get fucked for the first time. Never forget who you gave it to.”
He held my gaze as I felt him swirling the head of his cock around my slippery folds, mercifully coating his huge cock with our combined juices. His hand moved from my neck to my shoulder as he aligned the tip with my entrance and I knew that we were at the point of no going back.
His cock pushed my folds aside, stretching my entrance into a taut ring of fire as the pressure steadily increased. I bit my lip and whimpered as the fire grew to white-hot pain and new tears streamed down my cheeks.
“Can you take it, Madison? Are you my little fucktoy?”
I nodded nervously. “Do it, Daddy.”
With a powerful upward thrust, John pushed his thick cock into me. Tearing through my hymen like a wet paper bag, he didn’t stop until his thighs met my ass and the tip of his manhood brushed against my cervix.
I squealed and instinctively tried to rise up and off of this massive masculine invasion, but John held me firm again, as he had done when he fucked my face. My pussy was wrapped so tightly around his cock that I could feel every bump, ridge, vein, and heartbeat as if he was a part of my own body.
After several seconds, my struggles died down, only to be reinvigorated by John’s hard thrusting into my virgin slit. My whimpers and moans shook with every impact into my body that made my tits wobble right in his face as I was caught between the pleasure and pain of it all.
John pulled the handle at the side of the seat and sent us toppling backwards. Before we’d even settled into the new position, he had my nipple in his mouth, flicking his tongue back and forth in time with his pistonning thrusts into my pussy.
The fire between my legs spread throughout my body and softened as it did so, revealing the deep river of pure pleasure flowing underneath. John alternated between sucking each of my nipples, until they were so hard they ached for the kind of release that only an epic orgasm could provide.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, almost smothering him with my chest, until he turned his face up and we kissed as he pounded in to me even harder, pushing me inexorably towards pleasure beyond my wildest dreams. He held me around my lower back as tightly as I did around his neck, keeping us perfectly aligned for his powerful thrusts.
As my climax grew closer, I moaned into our kiss louder and louder, finally screaming my ecstasy so loud that the kiss was no longer possible and I was free to scream my affirmatives while I was rocked by wave after wave of mind-blowing euphoria. John forced himself as deep as possible, and the head of his cock was nuzzled against my cervix when it twitched and I felt a warm blast of his seed in my depths.
John spurted load after load into me, and each jet was like lighter fluid on the fire of my pleasure, as if our orgasms were fuelling each other and we’d inadvertently created the first perpetual motion machine. After a while, it became clear that our fucking had not broken the laws of physics, and I collapsed exhausted on top of him.
My sex was a burning, sticky, mess, and I was too tired to lift my own bodyweight to do anything to protect the upholstery of Madison’s new car as our combined juices flowed out of me. John’s hands roamed all over my body, leaving a tingly ghost-trail everywhere he touched. I shivered pleasurably.
“I really like this car, Daddy,” I said quietly.
*****
This was hands-down, the best week of my life. I spent more time in John and Jane’s room than I did in Madison’s, feeling like the woman of the house.
The date for Madison and Jane to return from their respective trips loomed ever-closer, though. What would happen when Madison returned to find her father had turned into the kind of guy that couldn’t keep his cock out of her?
I’d come up with my plan to drop a bomb on their perfect life, but now I had an idea that could make life better for everybody. This was going to take delicate timing, though.
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