Tasting Candy

by Candy Quinn

  “Maybe I just need to get away,” he said lowly, wetting his full lips anxiously as he squeezed her arm a little firmer, those long, strong fingers so powerful. “Being around… here, drives me a crazy,” he said, though she didn't miss how close he had come to saying "around you." Did he feel the same way about her as she did about him? Was he resisting because it was just soo wrong?

  Her blonde hair tickled her shoulders as she watched him. It was only a few seconds but it felt like hours as she rose up on her bare feet, leaning in towards him. She was just a hair away from his body, her breasts nearly brushing his chest, her lips so near to his mouth. “Then why do you bring so many women back here?”

  Her father lifted his other arm, and it was about her waist, pulling her in against him so that her soft, supple teen body was pressed to his hard physique.

  The intensity in his eyes was almost startling, the way he stared into her with love and lust. His words almost growling as he leaned in, just a hairs breadth away from kissing her lips as he spoke. “Because I want so badly for it to be you in my bed I’m about to lose my mind, Avril.”

  She didn’t wait for him to make the move. She always hated those movies where the guy always had to take the lead. She couldn’t take it anymore, this closeness, this denial of his body, and in an instant her mouth touched his. It was tender at first, a bit shy, but quickly it turned.

  Her father’s powerful hands grasped her at her round ass cheeks, squeezing her tightly as the other moved to cup her breast. His hard body pinned her up against the bar that separated the kitchen and living room, and her long legs wrapped around him eagerly.

  He had her pressed there, caught and trapped between a rock and a hard place as he rubbed the swelling of his own manhood against his daughter. A low growl rumbled from deep within his chest as he ground himself against her with such a hungry, insatiable lust so long repressed.

  She had no idea how to tell him that she’d never gone all the way before. She’d always been called a tease by her boyfriends, never going far enough for their liking.

  And as her daddy held her, pinned her to the wall, grinded his cock against her, it seemed not even his parade of women had been able to curb his own incestuous lusts.

  He kissed his way from her pouty lips to her neck, where he nibbled and licked her sensitive flesh, making her squirm as he slid one hand down from her ass cheek to her thigh, lifting it up to his waist.

  “Dammit sweetie,” he cursed in his gravelly voice beneath her ear. “I need you so bad… none of those other women are doin’ it for me. None of ‘em can take my mind off of you for so much as a moment,” he confessed.

  She was so horny. She understood him, because even her vibrator couldn’t calm her own body. No matter how many orgasms she had, nothing could compare to the feel of his flesh touching hers like it did now. The way his hard hands grabbed her toned ass, the way his masculine scent filled her mind.

  She needed him, bad. More than anything, and her hips rocked against his.

  They were still clothed, but their bodies moved as if they were already inside each other. The two of them grinded and rocked in unison, taking such joy in each other’s forms. Her soft, nubile body against his hard, mature form. Her pristine, petite frame against his towering, strong one.

  He gave a low groan of desire as he let his left hand squeeze and grope her supple breast, his thumb pushed down into the swell of her cleavage above as he lifted her up against him, away from the wall.

  That hungry mouth of his made its way up to her ear, suckling her earlobe. “When I heard you cum today… I nearly stormed into your room right then,” he growled out.

  “You should have,” she practically whined back, rewarding him with another hard thrust of her hips. “You never should have fucked someone else.”

  The low, prolonged groan he gave betrayed the depths of his desire, and he clutched onto her nubile body so tightly as he carried her over to the plump couch in the living room. He lowered her down atop it, his body over hers as he reached one arm around beneath her to untie her bikini top.

  “God, I tried so hard to imagine I was balls deep in you, baby,” he grunted out as she slid her hands in under his blazer, sliding it off his broad, strong shoulders. “But it just couldn't be the same, I knew it.”

  What they were doing was so wrong and they both knew it, but neither would admit it. Not now, when what they both wanted was so close to happening. But still, as her bikini top was lifted off her head and her full, gorgeous breasts were revealed to her father’s eyes, she felt that sense of taboo ripple up her spine.

  More than that, though, she was worried if he’d approve of her tender, young body, her barely legal flesh.

  When he plunged his hungry mouth down around a nipple, and suckled that pink, pristine areola, her doubts were erased. He suckled upon her tit, squeezed and stroked its smooth, soft flesh. He was ravenous for her, and began to undo his shirt, showing his hard, muscular chest beneath, those pecs and abs so stony and rigid, peppered with just a light sprinkling of dark body hair.

  Plucking his lips from her nipple, he left it glistening with his saliva, so stiff. “Fuck, sweetie,” he cursed, looking down at her with such desire, “you’re too fucking hot. I can’t take it.”

  She squirmed beneath him, and she couldn’t believe she’d be so brazen, but her fingers went to the button on his pants, eagerly poking it through the hole. She didn’t bother with the zipper, not yet, but she was so needy for him. Her fingers then worked her own button through its hole on her jeans, unzipping the barely there zipper.

  “Daddy,” she whispered, shimmying up on the couch to pull down the shorts, leaving her only in the white, pristine cotton of her panties. Her blue eyes looked up at him with such longing, and she bit in her lower lip.

  She couldn’t tell him she was a virgin. It was better he didn’t know, wasn’t it?

  As he pulled off her shorts entirely, he looked down at her, admiring the way her panties cupped her cunny, outlining her slit so prominently. “Fuck baby,” he cursed, his chest bare as he discarded the unneeded garments. “You’re too gorgeous for this world,” he said moments before lowering his own pants, showing off the bulge of his prominent cock, so thick and large that he had to work to tug his boxer shorts down and let that meaty length pop free. The long, throbbing girth was ribbed with prominent veins, so much bigger than the boyfriend’s she’d teased in the past.

  It truly startled her, and her pink-lipglossed mouth parted. She swore she was salivating at the thought of sucking him off, of tasting him. But she didn’t want to just tease him. She wanted more.

  She wanted him to fuck her like he fucked that woman earlier.

  “Daddy, I want to do it in your room,” she pleaded, licking her mouth eagerly. “Where you fucked her. I wanna lose my innocence to you!”

  She noticed as his dick jumped from the natural throb of hot blood flowing to it, that heavy shaft pulsing so hard. For her.

  “You are my good little girl. Anything for you baby,” he said with such commitment, such joy, reaching down and wrapping his arms around her, pulling her up so she rested against his bare chest. Her fingers instinctually rubbed over the hard muscle, knitting through the dark hair as he carried her back into his room, and the large, plush bed meant for several bodies at once.

  He laid her back out there, discarding his pants as he reached up to her hips, curling his strong fingers into her panties and tugging them down her legs slowly, as if unveiling a very special surprise.

  She’d waxed herself for all of those summer beach trips with Samantha, and it made her a bit shy to be so bare before him. Her pussy was swollen with need and her panties still smelled like her orgasm from earlier.

  She closed her legs modestly but he nudged her knees apart and made her labia spread for him, showing him his own daughter’s delicate sex.

  “This feels weird,” she admitted, having him stare at her so closely, but her nipples were as hard as ston
es and her hips lifted to him slightly, curiously.

  Her father leaned in, kissing upon her soft inner thigh flesh. “It’s perfect baby,” he murmured to her, “You’re perfect.” And his lips worked up her flesh towards that warm slit of hers, the feminine scent of which made him want to ravage her then and there.

  It was only by great force of will that he stilled himself, moved up to the source of her heat and lashed his tongue over the puffy labia, so swollen with need.

  She exhaled nervously – eagerly – as her eyes went wide.

  “Oh-my-god,” she breathed, and she didn’t know if she’d ever felt something more divine than her father licking her pussy. Her hips instinctively lifted towards him again, and gone was her shyness, replaced instead by intense need for him to invade her with his tongue her again.

  He cupped her two round ass cheeks with his strong hands, his palms melding to those two mounds as he buried his face into her cunt with a powerful need.

  His moist tongue lashed over her slit, pressing against her clit as he moved in a continual motion, tasting her delicate honey and prodding her sensitive little nub to such heights. He was like a lust-crazed animal, groaning against her, making her sex quiver with his needful sounds as he devoured her pussy, his own sex throbbing thickly with such burning need again and again.

  She didn’t know if she could take any more. Her brain was shutting down, and her body was electric with sensations, but she wanted him so fucking bad. She needed him, more than anything, and was afraid that if she waited too long then something would happen. They’d change their mind, regret what they were going to do, and he’d send her to her own room, hornier than ever.

  But it felt so good, it was hard to want it to be over! Yet she was so eager to feel a cock finally press into her, to take her pesky virginity away.

  It reminded her that she didn’t have any condoms, and birth control hadn’t been something she’d wanted to ask her dad for. Though with him between her legs, eating her sweet, virginal pussy, it felt ridiculous that she’d been too shy to ask about protection.

  “Daddy!” she gasped, her back arching as her manicured fingers grasped the blanket tightly in her fist.

  He growled into her pussy, clenching her ass cheeks in his strong fingers as he rocked his head and devoured her cunt. Those soft, slick folds lashed and lavished by his tongue as he tasted her sweet honey until at last…

  Unable to take any more he rose up, licking her wetness from around his mouth as he plunged his massive, hard cock right down into her narrow little cunny. That thick, meaty girth splitting her narrow canal open wide as he let loose such a loud groan of ecstasy. “Oh baby,” he groaned out in such a fit of uncontrollable lust, “daddy needs you so bad!”

  She screamed, maybe more out of anticipation that it would hurt rather than true pain. But still, it was only how turned on she was, how much he’d licked her and gotten her wet, that he was able to assault her so quickly with that massive organ.

  Her eyes rolled back in her head, feeling him pressed so deep within her virginal cunny, and it throbbed with both need and pain.

  Having such a large, virile man as her father inside her for the first time was no small feat. He made her pink little quim tender with his thick girth stretching it so wide around him. It clenched and squeezed his length so tightly and made him moaned uncontrollably.

  “God dammit baby… you’re so tight,” he grunted out as he clutched her thighs and lifted them up as he began to pump his hips, sliding that throbbing shaft of his in and out of her narrow little slit again and again.

  She was lost to a haze of sensations, her waxed pussy so receptive to his every touch, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. She didn’t hold back her moans, her whimpers, and quickly enough, more screams. Her voice was quickly going raw as she kept screaming for her daddy to fuck her.

  It only urged him on to rut into her faster, harder, the smack of his balls against her ass mixing with the sound of his groin striking against her wet cleft. His low grunts and ecstatic groans filled the voids of her cries as he rode atop his daughter with such a fiery need.

  “Fuck baby,” he panted, his upper body tense, making his muscles bulge from his biceps down to his abs. “You feel better than any other woman.” His eyes locked downwards despite their need to roll back in pleasure, glued to the sight of her heavy tits jiggling and swaying.

  He’d raised her since she was a little girl, and now his cock pummeled into her as she screamed out, “Daddy!” It was so forbidden, but the entire room stank of their taboo coupling.

  Her hands grabbed his head, her fingers running through his raven hair as she watched him stare at his own daughter’s tits.

  His hard body was coated in a thin sheen of perspiration as he pounded her virginal pussy, and she could feel the tell-tale throbs of his manhood as he approached his own threshold. His eyes at last rolling into his head, forced to look away from the glorious sight of those massive tits.

  “Fuck baby… daddy’s gonna cum,” he grunted out, clutching one thigh in his hand as he supported himself on one thick, strong arm, his thrusts growing so erratic as the pleasure overtook him.

  She wanted to say no, to warn him that she wasn’t on the pill, but it was too late and something stilled her tongue. She knew how wrong it was, but he was her daddy. How could she say no to him as he pounded into her so deep, bruising her delicate quim as he shuddered above her?

  His spine arched and his mouth hung open as he let loose such a noisy groan of satisfaction. His dick twitched wildly as his balls tightened, and he disgorged his thick load into his daughter. Endless streams of virile, creamy seed spewed into her depths, filling her fertile young cunny as her father unleashed all he had with such reckless abandon.

  Never once did he think to ask her if it was okay to cum in her, never did he even offer to grab a condom. He was so beyond reasoning with his lust for her, none of that occurred to him as he seeded her loins atop his bed.

  Her daddy’s bed.

  She held him through it, her own mind hazy with lust and happiness, her body relaxing as he found his pleasure in her. It was surprising to her that his pleasure, more than her own orgasms, was what eased and softened her body and calmed her mind.

  He lowered himself down atop her, his chest heaving as he kissed at her face. Tasted her lips in his post-coital bliss.

  Men, she thought, so easily regretted their choices in women or moved on after they had their fill, but her daddy…

  He kissed her, wrapped his thick arms around her and held her to him tightly. “I love you baby,” he murmured into her ear in a weary, husky voice, still so laden with desire for her. “I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone.”

  She curled into him, nuzzling his face, her nose lightly brushing against his. It was her first time, and she was so glad she waited for her daddy.

  His Brat’s Fertile First Time: Blaire

  Book Themes:

  Step-Father / Step-Daughter, Taboo, Barely Legal, Bareback, and Breeding

  Word Count:

  8,140

  “Jeremy is a total asshole,” Samantha sneers, laying back on her pool chair, her bikini lightly strung around her neck. Samantha is hot as the Sahara, but then, so are all of my friends. But none of them can be honest with me, not like her. With her dark brown hair and pale green eyes, she doesn’t look as vicious as she could be, at least not in that traditional high school sense.

  Though in three days we’ll be out of that hellhole, for good. So why am I so miserable that Jeremy dumped me just before finals? I saw it coming, after all. I mean, he’s going to New York to study theater of all things. I figured once he left school he was planning on coming out of the closet anyways. Four years of football and grunting in the men’s locker room was sure to set his mind going.

  But I’m still heartbroken. I could hide it from everyone except Samantha.

  I turn onto my stomach, my fingers finding the string on the back of my bikini and u
nfastening it. I have the house to myself when my dad’s at work, and we don’t have an exam today, so why not get a little sun?

  It feels so good on my already tanned skin, and I open my eyes to look at Samantha. My gaze is shielded by my dark glasses, and I look over her huge tits, her perfect stomach, and toned thighs.

  Men would kill for her, I know that, because she makes me hate her with envy and want to go a little gay. The thought distracts me from Jeremy for a second as I imagine running my mouth over her body, tasting her hidden areas.

  “Earth to Blaire, hello?”

  My cheeks flush, and I tuck some of my blonde hair behind my ear.

  “Fuck him,” I say, crassly. I didn’t care. It’s not like we ever fucked. He was my arm candy, just like I was his. Or so I kept telling myself. In reality, I was holding out ‘til prom night to give it up to him, but I guess that isn’t going to happen anymore.

  So I’m going to college a virgin.

  Not like I’ll be the first, and I know once I get there, I won’t have any trouble getting laid.

  Samantha might be perfect, but truth is, we’re pretty damn similar, except I’m blonde and my eyes are more of an icy blue, and my skin holds a tan better than her, even if I do freckle a little. Plus she has tits where I, well, don’t. My daddy — well, step-father — has promised me a boob job for my graduation present, if I want it.

  “Once you get to college, you’re going to have to be beating those guys off with a stick,” she says, her full lips pulled into a wide, toothy grin.

  “Phrasing, Samantha,” I say, but I’m laughing, rolling back onto my stomach and tugging my bikini top off, tossing it to the side. I don’t care that I’m topless around her. It’s not like it’s the first time we’ve sunbathed together, and she barely even blinks. I blame my flat chest for that, and let out a soft sigh as my nipples stiffen with a gust of warm, spring air.