He has this weird fetish where sometimes he would squeeze oil over my buns and spends forever using his large hands just massaging it. He said he loved how they glistened with the oil, he would just sit there with me bent over his lap massaging on my ass cheeks and occasionally spreading my cheeks and using one of his thick fingers to rub the oil over my pink puckered little asshole as he digs his fingers into my cheeks. I get this chill that rips through me shakes my entire body every time he grazes his teeth against the sensitive underside of my ass cheeks or close to my dripping pussy and especially when he nips on the flesh of the cheeks. He has somehow taught me to enjoy the pleasures my ass could bring.
I remember once he gave my ass cheek a bright red hickey while he rubbed on my hole so slow and soft that my pussy twitched hard and ran a river in his lap. He sometimes applied a little pressure against my virgin rear end and I would shoot it up towards him in response but he would never actually push his finger inside.
I’ve never actually had anal sex before. He says it’s real tight back there and he’s going to break me in. Jake says I’ll like it plenty from the way he sees how wet my pussy gets when he oils down my asshole and how hard my pussy twitches. He says he’s itching to get his dick in my ass. I’m not so sure though, it’s not that I don’t love the foreplays he does with my romp it’s simply because I heard other folks saying it hurts.
Momma’s been hitting the bottle more, so her and her boyfriend are fighting more than usual. When Mom’s on the sauce, I try to avoid her. I spend a lot of time outside during those times.
Jake’s been plenty sweet on me lately, but I think it’s because Mom’s been in bitch mode and he knows that messes with my overall mood. He’s always rubbing up against me and asking me to speak to her because when she’s upset with Dad she’s also takes it out plenty on Jake. So to not get her even more angry Jake begs more times outside the house than inside. Momma says it’s not okay for Daddy to be touching on her when she’s upset, or for Jake to be touching on me, so they should buy prostitutes until she starts speaking back to Daddy. Momma says it’s okay for them to touch on other girls but not under her roof, so she tells them to go sex it up in the barn where she don’t have to watch or hear. Me and Jake generally use the barn but tonight we would have to use my room , it’s just sometimes I make a lot of noise so I prefer seclusion.
Chapter 3
Jake’s got something special planned for me today, and he’s been smiling big. He can’t stop grinning and telling me how tight my ass is going to be. I’m not so sure about this. He sure is a good lover, but I just don’t know if my ass will be able to take such a big cock in it.
He gives me a soothing pat on the shoulder and says to relax; it will all be just fine. With our chores done, he invited me over to his barn instead. He set up one of the small stalls with blankets and pillows and stuff. We didn’t do it in there a lot so he did the whole set up , that way I wouldn’t have to lie over the straw, because that can get itchy.
Opening the stall door, he ushers me into the small hidden alcove and closes the stall door behind us.
“Shelby,” he says, “take your clothes off, girl.”
He’s already stripping down and he’s got a big fat boner waiting for me. I like his cock, it’s big and juicy. I just don’t think it will fit back there.
“Hey Jake,” I start, “do you think…”
Interrupted, “What did I tell you about calling me that? Come here girl, bend and touch your toes,” he says firmly.
“What?” I’m confused.
“Bend over Shelby, you call me Daddy from now on, or this is what happens. Girl, it’s been two years, and you’re still slipping time to time.”
Standing in front of him, reaching for my knees, I feel him whack my bare bottom. It stings and startles me, and again his hand whacks my bottom. His fingers have changed from strong to soft, and he’s rubbing my pink bottom to make it feel better.
“You may stand up,” he says softly.
I look at him, unsure how I feel about that, “Yes Daddy,” I corrected.
“Kneel down Shelbs, I want you to suck my dick for a minute to get it wet. We’re going to do something new today,” he finished.
I like to suck dick. I’m good at it, and I love a big, fat cock. It feels nice and turns me on. I start licking him and take it into my mouth, and after a minute, he asks me to stop. I didn’t want to stop because I was just getting started and he had to fight to pry my mouth off his sweet cock.
“This might hurt a bit, but your body will adjust pretty quickly,” he cautions. I’m nervous, I know exactly what he wants to do to me and I know it might hurt.
“I don’t know about this,” I hesitate, “maybe we should just use the front.”
“Baby girl, it’s going to make you feel great once you let it,” he offers, trying to help me relax. “You’ve got a pretty little ass and Daddy wants to see how tight it is.” His voice softens even more.
I lie down on my back and look at him standing over me. He’s a big guy, easily standing six foot two, and his dick is sticking straight out from his body. I’m tense, because I realize that’s an awful big thing to stick in a tight, little hole. That’s never been used.
His body is toned and strong from working on the farm, though he’s more than twice my age.
“Roll over,” he says gently, “it’s easier that way.”
I freeze; I don’t think I’m ready. “Jake, I…” my eyes go wide realizing I slipped again.
“Really, we’re going to play this game? Roll over and stick your ass in the air,” he said, his arms now crossed over his chest.
Rolling over, I did as he requested. He knelt behind me and ran his hand over my ass cheek. He stroked my bottom for a few seconds and then whack. It startled me when his other hand came down to my pussy and he started rubbing me tenderly and then I felt his warm tongue on my asshole. As I started to get lost in the sensation, I felt my moisture building up. I was wet, and slowly he pushed a finger into me. Taking me off guard, he spanked my bottom again while he fingered me.
My mind was confused; I was caught between feeling good and a sore, stinging sensation. He spanked my bottom again, while fingering my juicy pussy and eating my ass. Associating pleasure with it, I minded it less and less.
“That a girl,” he said. “Ride my fingers, Shelby.”
He’s pushed a second and third finger into my pussy, and I was dripping all over his hand. The lust took over, and I was fucking his hand, pressing hard, trying to plunge them deeper.
He knew I was getting close, and as my moans grew louder, he sucked a finger on his other hand and plugged it tightly into my ass. I squealed as he pushed it in, and then in a total surprise came harder than I ever did before. With his fingers in my pussy and asshole together, a spark lit off in me and I was crying out in pleasure. He refused to move his fingers as I rode out the orgasm ripping through my body.
I was breathing heavy, ragged, catching my breath – what just happened?
Between the new sensations of spanking, his finger in my ass, and his hand fucking my pussy, my head was spinning.
Dropping to the blanket below me, I collapsed into a heap.
“Good girl,” he praised and slowly stroked his still hard cock.
“I didn’t know I could cum like that.”
“You’ve got to trust me; I’m going to make you feel good. That’s all I want for my baby girl. You take care of me, and I’ll take care of you. I’m a man, and I need loving. And you take care of Daddy, right sugar?”
I nodded, still in a daze from my orgasm. I wondered if he had anal sex with lots of women before.
“Get up on your knees, but put your elbows down on the ground,” he instructed.
The large man stood behind me, readying to penetrate my ass. “It’s your first time, so we’re going to go slowly. Pretty soon, you’ll be begging me to fuck you harder,” he soothed. “I’m going to start with my fingers, so I can stretch you out
and get your ready for my dick,” he said.
Chapter 4
Grabbing one of the lube bottles sitting in the corner of the stall, he poured some over his hand to slick up his fingers. His thick fingers coated in lube slowly crept along the length of my ass crack before he settled at the opening of my rear. One of his big fingers circled my rosebud before pushing in just the slightest bit.
He made tiny movements at first, his finger penetrating just the opening and then out, again and again, until he finally thought it was ready and pushed his finger in fully in a slow pace.
My body clenched at first and then relaxed into the feel of the new intrusion. “Wait, wait,” I said. “I need to just get used to it there,” it had me feeling a weird pressure but he said that would pass quickly.
Taking a deep breath, I told him I was ready.
He moved the finger around inside of me, pulling it in and out, making circles, and slowly stretching my asshole opening more. “We’re going to add another finger. This one will sting a little more, but once you relax, you’ll be okay.”
Another deep breath, inhaling air into my lungs and begging myself not to tense up, since I knew it would hurt more if I was rigid.
As he started to push two fingers in, my ass rebelled and clenched up on him. It hurt and I didn’t want him to push it through.
“It hurts, it hurts,” I called out.”
“Shhh,” he said and kept going, forcing the two fingers deeply inside.
“Ahhh, ahhh, it stings,” I called out. He stroked my bottom as he slid his fingers in and out cautiously, helping my asshole stretch and learn to accommodate the change.
My discomfort slowly changed, and with each penetrating movement, I relaxed more and my body became more accepting. I was startled when the orgasm hit. I moaned deeply as it caught me off guard and he started laughing, “That’s it sugar, that a girl. That’s nice.”
Again my head fuzzy, the logic, I didn’t get it. I was having orgasms with fingers in my ass. I was lost in the high of the orgasm. Jake stroked my thigh, with his cock in his hand and he rubbed it across my round bottom.
I felt him pouring lube over my crack. He rubbed in and around the area, and then added more to his dick. He wanted to go inside, the tight hole taunted him and he was ready. Guiding it to my entrance, he started pushing. It was huge, and my asshole felt like it would tear opening around him. I could feel him penetrating me; it felt like he was ripping me. I tried to control my breathing as he pushed on.
Tears ran down my cheeks as I clenched my teeth and dealt with the new stinging sensation. Finally, the head of his cock popped in and he grabbed onto my hips. Pressing in slowly, my eyes opened wide as I felt his hips hitting my ass. He stopped, his dick fully enveloped in my ass.
He was groaning loudly, “You’re so tight, like a virgin,” he didn’t move, just stayed in place.
After a few moments, he started to pull back and then in again. It hurt, but with each push back in, it got easier and my body adjusted to the foreign object inside. Slowly he moved, enjoying the snug sensation, and as long as he stayed at this pace, I was okay.
His fingers found their way to my pussy and as he fingered my wetness, it relaxed me. Everything changed in that moment, like a light switch flipped on. I was horny and enjoying the stimulation. As he fucked my ass with slow, steady movements and played with my pussy – I caught myself pushing back into him.
He was so excited, enthusiastic, “That a girl, good girl, ride it,” he encouraged.
It felt so good, both of my holes filled up, my body warned of the upcoming orgasm as the tingles shot through me…electricity firing throughout my body.
As my sighs turned to deep moans, his own peak was approaching quickly hearing me and feeling the tightness of my ass.
“That’s it, cum for Daddy,” he shouted out, caught in the heat of the passion. “Cum for Daddy, come on Shelby baby.”
Cumming hard, I yelled out with a force I didn’t know was inside of me. My orgasm was even harder than my last two orgasms, it was the hardest orgasm I’d ever had. My entire body quivered as it bounced around. I bucked wildly, and he held on, until he finally shot his load deep into my ass.
Breathing hard, I dropped down as he pulled out. Sprawled across the blanket, he was spent as well and gently caressed my skin, cooing softly, “Your ass is so tight, thank you baby.”
Together we stay put for a while. I curled into his warm, sweaty body finding comfort there. The more we had sex together, the more I wanted him. After sharing this moment, I realized I didn’t like that I had to share this with other men. It’s not that I was in love with him, but I was feeling territorial, I knew we wouldn’t last but I wanted it to. He made me feel so good. He was once married but he and his wife were separated and though I wasn’t sharing him now I wondered what would happen if him and her were to get back together.
My eyes went wide when he quietly said, “Get up on your knees girl, I want to eat out your ass the right way. It’s called rimming.”
I have no idea what’s coming up next, but if it feels as good as this did, he can do whatever he wants to my body.
When his tongue circled my asshole and pushed inside, I realized he could do anything he wants to me and I’d let him. Best fucking lover, ever!
THE END
Daughter’s Forbidden Eating with Daddy’s Dirty Co-Worker Sex Story
Big Man Eat Out Filthy Erotica
Untouched Inexperienced Princess
ABBEY PERRY
Table of Content
Daughter’s Forbidden Eating with Daddy’s Dirty Co-Worker Sex Story
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
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Everyone has a little Taboo. What’s yours?
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All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure inventions of fiction.
Chapter 1
The first time he touched me, I knew I was in trouble. I liked it way too much.
His fingers smoothed my hair and stopped at my face, gently wiping away my tears. Comforting me after losing a parent to death, I was confused. How could somebody who was just here be gone? Questioning my own mortality, it was overwhelming the feelings I was having. Yet his touch somehow brought me back to last summer and all the sensations from the past came flooding back into my mind. How could one touch erase all the pain I was feeling inside?
He was the first one to hear the news after I did. My mom hadn’t returned from work yet and I was dreading the moment she walked in .
**Last Summer**
I sat staring at James as he toyed around with his camera. He took pictures of literally everything he came in contact with. It was the funniest thing ever to see him walking around just taking pictures and smiling from ear to ear. I smiled at the sight. After my parents divorced and my mom was at the point of remarrying, I wasn’t thrilled, but I eventually warmed up to James, even calling him Dad.
It took a while for me to warm up to him, but he was a good guy. As I got older, each moment we’d spend pushed me to considering him as more of a real father than he was. He had touched my life in a cool and gentle manner, I was slowly becoming attached to him more than even my mom and with each passing moment I wished we shared the same DNA. He saw me as a daughter though and that was enough. When it was time for college, it was time to move out. I’d scored the school of my choice and was headed for dorm living.
With Mom and Dad helping me move in, I was ready to live on my own and start my days of studying and partying. Fun times ahead and I couldn’t wait.
School was going great, and I was finally able to get back home over the Christmas break. It was nice to be back in the familiar environment and see my family.
I was the spit
ting image of my mother, a younger version of course, but I was fortunate to get her good looks. With long, dark hair, blue eyes, and a pout that drove men wild. There was always some guy trying to flirt his way into my pants. I’m slender, but have full breasts. We’re not sure who I got those from, because Mom is as flat as a board. We laugh about it and say she must have fooled around with the mailman. Maybe his side of the family has big boobs.
It was fun to spend the week at home, and with my 19th birthday around the corner it just kept getting better. One more year and I’d be the big 2-0. Two more years and I’d be drinking legally. I wondered if it would still be as fun when I was allowed.
Some people think it sucks having your birthday around Christmas, like you’re missing out, but it’s all I know. I liked it because my family was all together in one place for the holidays.
When my birthday rolled around, we celebrated with cake, family, and gifts. I was officially 19 – one year older. Mom and I had a date at the spa for the weekend, and then I had a few weeks to goof off with friends before my next college semester started.
Dad got a new camera lens he wanted to try out, and was happy snapping pictures. He was a big photography buff, and always dreamt of starting a side business. He created a dark room in a portion of the garage and developed his own work. Mom’s hobby was knitting, so she was always making baby blankets for friends. My own hobby I’d lost interest in over the years. I was still in search of something new, and was becoming interested in pottery. My family encouraged hobbies, as it gave you a nice outlet and develops growth.
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