by Rose Temper
Lilly ran her hand through the Latino’s hair and reached the other up to touch Jackson’s hard chest. “Oh fuck,” she screamed. The orgasm swept through her fast, taking her by surprise. “I’m coming, oh shit, I’m coming so hard.”
Jackson didn’t let up, but fucked her even harder. His balls slapping against her ass each time his cock split her tight pussy.
Her young body writhed and squirmed beneath him. “Come for me Daddy. I want to feel your come in me.” She ran her hand down his washboard abs, spreading her legs as far as she could for his mammoth rod.
Then his face wrenched and he threw his head back, letting loose a low guttural moan.
Lilly felt his cock explode deep inside, the warm fluid filling up her fertile womb, causing her to orgasm once more at the idea of her Mother’s rich, sexy husband spilling his seed inside her.
Jackson finally collapsed down onto her, their chests heaving back and forth against one another, both of them exhausted from the passionate effort.
***
Over the next month, the three of them became close friends and even closer lovers. The boys realized just how much they liked fucking her; almost as much as they liked fucking each other. It puzzled her mother that Jackson was suddenly spending so much time with Lilly but it also provided the perfect cover for his relationship with Javier. They told her Javier was investing in her designs. He was helping her after all, they both were, but the money actually came from Jackson.
And another surprise came too. After that first passionate night where Jackson came inside her, he’d been careful ever since to pull out. But apparently once was one time too many. When the pregnancy test came back positive and she told the boys over dinner, trying to fight back tears, their reaction took her by surprise. They jumped up and hugged each other, laughing, then enveloped her in a three-way embrace. They cried and laughed and made love all night. Javier and Lilly started brainstorming ideas for a new line of baby clothes while Jackson came up with names. It was the beginning of a happy, profitable and decidedly unconventional taboo relationship.
Teasing Daddy
Alice went downstairs, carrying a towel and her razor. She liked using the master bathroom to shave because it had a huge tub. Soon she’d be off at college, living in the dorm and she’d probably have to make do with shaving in a community shower or something. She might as well get the most out of all the comforts of home while she was here.
The door to her mom and step-dad’s room was open and she could hear the tv on so she just walked in without knocking. Chuck, her step-dad was laying on the bed watching football. He looked up when she walked in.
“Do you mind if I use your bath?” Alice said.
“Go for it. Mi casa es su casa.” He smiled at her then went back to watching tv.
She went into the bathroom and stole a quick glance at Chuck before closing the door. He and her mom had been married for five years but Alice wasn’t sure how much longer it would last. They fought all the time. They hadn’t even slept in the same room together for months now. It was too bad because he was a nice guy. Not like her mom, the mega-bitch from hell.
The bathroom was huge. Alice loved being in there, pretending to be the woman of the house. She turned the hot water on in the tub, took her clothes off and looked at her naked body in the mirror while she waited for the bath to fill.
Her breasts weren’t that big but they were perky and she liked them. Besides, guys liked perky tits didn’t they? She still hadn’t been all the way with a boy and she desperately wanted to check that off her list before going off to college.
She heard Chuck yell something at the tv. He really liked his football. What would he think of her perky, young breasts? Surely he would like them. Her mom was overweight and she knew they hadn’t had sex in years.
Alice cupped her breasts and closed her eyes, imagining Chuck was the one touching her. Her nipples hardened and she pinched them between her fingers. The bathroom started to steam up from the hot water and a thin layer of fog covered the mirror. She wiped away a small area, enough to see her face, and then pushed her tongue out and pretended to french kiss Chuck while she fondled her breasts. He was probably an excellent kisser. She’d had a huge crush on him ever since he moved in with them.
When the tub was full she crept in gingerly, the water almost too hot against her naked skin. Chuck’s team must have scored a touchdown because she heard him yell something in celebration.
Maybe he would forget she was in here and just walk in. She would feign surprise, then perhaps stand up in the tub, so he could see her young body. Oh, Chuck, did you need to use the bathroom? Don’t mind me. Well, since you’re here, would you mind washing my back for me? It’s so hard to reach back there. She might splash him playfully. Oh, sorry, you’re all wet now. Better take that shirt off.
That would be so amazing. He had such an nice body for an older man and losing her virginity to him would be a dream come true. She reached under the water between her legs and cupped her pussy. It tingled at the thought of Chuck putting his hard cock there. What if he was too big for her? She could take it she thought. Even if it hurt a little, it would be worth it. Maybe he would even like her young pussy so much he would leave her mom the she-devil and they could run away together.
She slipped two fingers inside herself and a small moan escaped her lips. “Oh, Chuck,” she whispered. “Do you like my tight pussy? Do you want to fuck me?”
She heard Chuck yell, “Yes!” from the bedroom and she grinned. His team must have scored again. It made her even hornier knowing he was right next door while she fingered herself. She should just run out there right now, still wet from the bath, and jump on him. What would he do?
Her clitoris throbbed and ached. The pressure had to be released. While she fucked her wet pussy with her index and middle fingers, reaching deep inside, she used her other hand to rub the tight bundle of nerves, working it furiously now. “Mmm, Chuck. You feel so good inside me.” She pushed her fingers in deeper, knowing his cock would be so perfect there.
She moaned much louder now as her fingers pushed her over the edge to orgasm, her whole body tensed and her legs twitched in pleasure as that familiar feeling of pure bliss enveloped her entire being. After it was over, her arms lay limp at her sides, and she sighed, a faint smile creeped onto her lips.
A knock on the door made her kick her feet and turn towards it.
“Alice?” It was Chuck. “Are you okay? I thought I heard you say something.”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Her voice sounded girlish to her now and she was suddenly self-conscious of it. “Do you need to use the bathroom? You can come in, I don’t mind.” That was probably too much.
“No, I was just making sure you were okay. I don’t want you drowning in there.”
“I’m fine. I’ll be out soon. Thanks for checking on me.”
It was so sweet that he was worried about her. He really was a nice guy.
She sat on the edge of the tub, shaving her legs, imagining how it would be if Chuck took her away. They could get married and have kids and she would cook for him, and make the house perfect and he would love her for it. After she’d shaved the soft skin on her inner thighs, up to her bikini line, she wondered what it would be like to just shave it all. A Brazilian is what they called it. She’d her some girls talking about in the gym locker room at school once. Lots of women did it apparently.
When she finished shaving it she ran her fingers over the soft skin of her lips. She liked how smooth it was and she could see why women shaved it all. Too bad she didn’t have someone to show her freshly shaved pussy to.
“Oh, come on!” Chuck yelled at the tv again.
He would probably enjoy her bald cunt. Her heart pounded in her chest at the thought of him seeing her and the heat between her thighs started to rise again. But how could she do it? It didn’t seem right to just walk in there and open her towel to him. That’s something an immature girl would do. And it was crossing
a line she couldn’t come back from. She needed something more subtle, more seductive. Something a mature woman would do.
Alice wrapped her towel around her torso and looked in the mirror. The bottom of it barely covered her ass. Her pussy was getting wet again. She’d have to take care of that soon. But first, she gathered her clothes up in her hand and walked into the bedroom.
Chuck was still laying on the bed watching the tv. He didn’t look up at her.
“How’s the game?”
“Pretty good. We’re winning.” He still didn’t look at her.
She walked up close to the tv, pretending to check out the score. There was no way he could avoid looking at her now and she turned back to him.
“I thought I might cook some dinner tonight. How does that sound?”
Now he looked at her. Her heart was beating so fast now she was sure he could see the vain in her neck pulsing. “Yeah, that sounds good.” He smiled and went back to the tv.
“Ok, cool.” She turned to leave the bedroom. It was now or never. Come on Alice. It’s the perfect chance. She let her underwear fall out of her hand and it lay there on the floor. “Whoops.” Then slowly she bent over at the waist, with her ass facing Chuck, her legs spread shoulder width apart, making sure the towel rode up high enough to not block his view. Was he looking? She didn’t dare turn back around to see. She reached for the lacy underwear and then she heard Chuck make a coughing sound like he was choking on something. Jackpot! She grabbed the thong and slowly stood back up. Her pussy was dripping now.
“See you later,” Alice said. When she looked back at him, his gaze was fixed to the tv, eyes wide, and his face was almost the same color as the red uniform his football team wore. And he moved his arm suddenly over his crotch to cover the rising material of his shorts. Wow, he really did like what he saw then. She sauntered out of the room, grinning.
Back upstairs she masturbated again, imagining Chuck kissing her and fucking her and afterwards she lay in bed, smiling and spooning her pillow as if it were him lying there with her.
***
The next weekend Chuck was on the back porch lifting weights and Alice was inside watching tv, wondering whether or not she should go out there. Her mom was in the kitchen banging around so she didn’t want to try anything too scandalous.
Since she’d gotten such a good reaction from him after her little bending-over tactic, Alice had taken to dressing as skimpy as she thought she could get away with, walking around the house in just a bra and some cotton shorts that barely covered her ass, or sometimes just a pair of panties and a white t-shirt so that you could see the outline of her nipples through the thin material.
She would make a point of brushing up against him when she walked by, or touch his hand and make eye contact at the dinner table when he passed her a dish. He seemed to be acting much more cautious around her. Maybe even nervous, she thought. But he also didn’t seem to mind the extra attention. She masturbated even more frequently now, thinking of him inside her while she touched herself.
Standing in front of the window, she watched him sweating, and grunting as he pushed the bar up over his head. There was so much weight on the bar she had no idea how he was lifting it. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and his muscles rippled beneath his tanned skin as he worked them.
“Alice!” Her mother yelled from the kitchen.
“What?” She yelled back.
“Come in here. I need to talk to you.”
She sighed and trudged to the kitchen to see what she wanted.
“Look at this mess.” Her mother pointed at the sink. There was a single bowl there.
“What mess?”
“Don’t talk back to me. You may be eighteen but I will slap you silly if you talk back to me.”
Alice rolled her eyes.
“I’m going out shopping and I want you to clean the house while I’m gone. This place is a sty.”
“Ok, no problem.” This was perfect. With her mother gone and Chuck all sweaty out on the back porch she could go flirt with him all she wanted.
“I mean it. I want this place spotless.”
She didn’t even mind the extra chores and her mind was racing now at what she should do.
“Are you listening to me?”
“Yes, mom. I heard you. Spotless.”
Dressed in her royal blue bikini, she strolled out the back door carrying a beach towel and a bottle of tanning oil. Chuck was sitting on the bench doing barbell curls and he looked up at her and smiled when she came out.
“My mom just left to go shopping,” she said.
“Okay.” He was breathing hard.
“I’m going to get a little sun. Do you mind if I lay here?”
“Go for it.”
She spread her towel out in the grass near him, then sat down and started oiling herself down. The sun was high in the sky and there weren’t any clouds–perfect weather for tanning. And other things, hopefully.
She rubbed the oil onto her arms first, then over her shoulders and her chest, working her fingers over her firm breasts. The top she was wearing didn’t cover much and she felt sexy in it. She looked up at him as she rubbed the oil onto her tits. He was looking down at the ground, straining as he did his reps, not paying attention to the show she was putting on just for him.
She spread her legs in front of him and brought her knees up, giving him a nice view of her crotch. If this wasn’t enough to make him notice, well then maybe he was just gay or something. That wouldn’t be all bad. She’d always wanted a gay friend.
Rubbing the oil onto the inside of her thighs now, she said, “That looks hard,” wanting him to look at her.
He finished his set and let the dumbbell drop to the ground and then looked up at her. His eyes went straight to her pussy then darted away quickly. “It’s not too bad. You get used to it.”
She felt herself getting wet and she wondered if it showed through the blue material of the bikini. “Yeah, but most guys my age probably couldn’t lift as much weight as you.”
He laughed. “That is probably true. I do have that old man strength going for me.”
“I don’t think you’re an old man.”
“Well, me neither. It’s just an expression.”
“Oh,” she said. Not sure what to do now that she had his attention.
“Are you sure you have enough oil?” He smiled at her.
She looked down at her legs. They were all greasy now. She hadn’t been paying attention and had put way more than she’d meant to. Damn it. Whatever. She could just play it off. “I like a lot of oil.”
“Don’t use too much. It’s like cooking your skin. You don’t want to get skin cancer.”
“I won’t get cancer.”
“Ah, youthful optimism. I remember those days.”
“I’m not that young anymore you know. I’m going off to college soon. You probably won’t see much of me after I leave.”
“You’re not going to come back to visit me?”
“No, I mean I’ll visit. But who knows how often. I’m sure I’ll have lots of parties and stuff to go to. And finals or whatever. But on holidays I’ll come visit.”
He laughed again.
“Chuck?” she said.
“Yeah?”
“Would you mind putting oil on my back? I can’t reach it.”
“Um, I guess so.”
“I won’t bite, I promise.”
He shrugged and came and stood over her.
She wanted to rip his shorts down and put his cock in her mouth so bad. She resisted the temptation, and flipped over on her belly, then untied her bathing suit so he could put oil there. Her inner thighs tingled, and her pussy ached. She’d have to go take care of herself soon.
He knelt down beside her and squirted oil onto her back. It was warm and sticky. She wondered if that’s what it would feel like if he came on her.
His hands were on her back now, rubbing the oil in. They were so strong. He was doing it slow and hard li
ke a massage. She sighed and enjoyed her step-dad touching her. “That feels good,” she said. “It’s like a massage.”
“It’s not too hard?”
“No, I like it hard.”
Then he finished her back and went over to his bench. She watched him has he walked and there was no mistaking the outline of his erect cock through his shorts when he turned around to face her with another weight in his hand.
Very slowly, she crept the hand that was farthest from him, on the other side of her body, underneath her hips, careful not to move so quickly that he would see her. He was doing some kind of squat thing now and not watching her. She slipped her fingers inside the bottoms of her bathing suit and into her moist sex. They slid right in from all her wetness. She moaned softly has she fingered herself, Chuck only ten feet away, grunting as he worked out.
He put the weight down and sat down and looked over at her. She stopped fingering herself but didn’t dare move her hand. She didn’t think he could see where her hand was from his angle but if she moved it out it would probably be obvious.
“Where did your mom say she was going again?”
“I don’t know. Shopping or something. She won’t be back for a while I don’t think.” Enough time for you to lay down here with me and fuck my virgin pussy. She wanted to say that but it would probably scare him off. He did seem more relaxed around her though. “Are you done working out?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Why don’t you let me give you a massage. It’s good for your muscles after a workout.”
“I don’t if that’s a good idea, Alice.”
“Sure it is. Come on, It’ll be good. I promise.”
“That’s not what I’m worried about. I don’t think your mother would approve.”
“She’s not even here. And she’s a bitch anyway. Who cares what she thinks.”
