"Oh my god," she said softly. I knew this was turning her on. "Max-"
SMACK!
Daddy's hand came down hard on her ass. "Who?"
She moaned. "Daddy, please..."
"Please what?"
"Daddy, please come in my pussy," she begged.
"That's it," Daddy said. He began to pump harder as I continued to lick her clit as fast as I could. Suddenly, I saw Jenny's labia begin to quiver. I felt muscles around her body begin to twitch. I knew she was having an orgasm.
Daddy followed shortly afterwords. I watched his balls contract into his body, heard him grunt loudly as he pumped semen into her. I watched Jenny's pussy milk him, and I couldn't be more turned on. I knew that my Daddy's sperm were swimming up her channel now, trying to find a fertile egg just as they had tried to find a fertile egg within me.
Jenny continue to spasm as Daddy pulled out of her. Cum literally began dripping out of her immediately, right onto my waiting tongue. I lapped up my Daddy's cum as it came out of her, completely lost in the moment. I swallowed one mouthful, then my tongue found her entrance and began to probe within her. I slurped what was near there, then held it in my mouth.
Daddy let go of her back, and she immediately got up. Her hand went to her pussy, and with a shiver, realized just how much cum had got inside of her. I got up with her and leaned in for a kiss. She looked surprised at first, then opened her mouth to return the kiss. I pushed the cum into her mouth and she moaned in surprise. The cum dripped out of both of our mouths as we made out, and her hands began touching all over me.
Daddy watched all of this from the chair in my room. When I finally calmed down, I looked over at him. Jenny looked too. Daddy got up from the chair and walked out of the room. "Now, are you two girls going to be good from now on?"
We looked at each other, then back at him. "Yes, Daddy," we said in unison.
He smiled. "Good," and he walked out the door.
The two of us looked back at each other, naked and covered in sweat and cum. I didn't know what to say at first. Was our friendship forever ruined by my Daddy's lesson?
"Do you want to shower off together?" Jenny asked.
I smiled. Nope. This was going to be the start of a beautiful relationship.
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Lay Me Down to Sleep (Hannah & Pastor Jayne #1): Eighteen year old Hannah believes in abstinence and that sex before marriage is a sin. But Hannah is also being driven crazy by sexual desire to the point where she has trouble sleeping. To make things worse, the sleeping pills she has been prescribed make her even hornier! Pastor Brad Jayne has admired Hannah's transformation into a beautiful woman from afar, but when she comes to him and confesses how great her need is, when she asks if it would be a sin if she didn't have a choice in the matter... the temptation is too much for him to resist.
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The Babysitter's First Time: When Hazel, a teenage babysitter, goes snooping around Mr Wilson’s house she finds more than she bargained for... a hidden porn stash in her employer's office. Curiosity gets the better of her and when she watches one she’s amazed to discover that the handsome older man used to be a porn star. When Hazel gets caught in the act Mr Wilson isn’t impressed by the invasion of privacy. As a punishment he offers her a choice: Either leave his employ for good or re-enact one of his favorite films with him. After giving a sloppy, gagging blowjob and losing her virginity to a well hung former porn star, the naive teen discovers exactly what the creampie in “Creampie Cheerleaders 4” means!
An Excerpt from Bred by Daddy and his Friends
“I... I... can’t. It’s wrong.” He protested weakly but he didn’t move away or remove my hand.
“How can it be wrong if I want it as much as you do?”
He remained silent as I manipulated the buttons of his worn shorts. Giving me a little room so I could work my hand in there, sliding over his coarse pubic hair and finally touching the object of so many nighttime fantasies.
“Cathy... no.”
I ignored his feeble half hearted objection and circled the shaft of his rapidly stiffening member with my hand. Not moving, just feeling the weight of it. The warmth of it.
“Oh Daddy.” I purred. “What a big cock you have.”
He moaned and I resisted the urge to giggle. It was silly. It was childish. But it had to be said. I was surprised by the immediate result it had on his manhood. I could feel the blood pulsing underneath my fingers as he went from aroused, to hard, to rock hard in front of me. I had to look. I’d seen his cock before. Brief glimpses in a dash from the shower to bedroom when a towel was forgotten,. Tantalizing flashes when the family was sharing a room on holiday. But never this close. Never like this. I tugged at his shorts allowing them to fall to his ankles as his cock sprang forward. His briefs struggled to contain it as he forced them outwards at an odd angle, his cock bent in its cotton prison. I knew he was big. I’d dreamt he was big. But this close, with my tiny hand around it he was massive. I felt my pussy twitch in sympathetic anticipation tinged with fear. Could I ever fit that inside me? It was massive, dwarfing the vibrators and dildoes that had acted as substitutes in the past. I pulled down his pants allowing his stiff erection to spring free. It jutted outwards from his body with an upwards curve, as if straining to be closer t
o me.
He was trying to stay in control, but his breathing was rapid and shallow. I felt a wave of emotion washing over me. He wanted me. He actually wanted me. My Daddy. My best friend. He did didn’t he? I looked up at him. He was conflicted. His face set was set in stone. His square, stubbled jaw clenched.
“You want this? You want this don’t you Daddy?” He looked like he was about to explode.
“Yes. Yes dammit. Of course I want it. Oh God I’ve wanted you for so long Cathy and you teased me so much and it was so hard.” You’re telling me. “I’ve never... never felt as close to another person than I feel as when I’m with you and the fact that you’re off limits drives me crazy.”
“Shhh. It’s OK Daddy. It’s OK.” His twitching cock gave away his reaction to that word. Whatever we had. Whatever we would have. That aspect of our relationship would always play a part. He wasn’t the only one enjoying what we had started. I felt my puffy nipples becoming so stiff it was almost painful, straining against the material of my tight top. Between my legs a familiar ache of desire and the wetness that always accompanied it. Only this time I held the real thing in my hands and the ache had taken on a hint of desperation.
I crouched down so my face was level with his amazing jutting cock. It smelt intoxicating. The deep musky scent of man and sweat. In the past catching hints of his scent would always get my heart racing. But this close it was like an aphrodisiac. I felt out of control. I curled one hand gently around his balls. I cupped them and felt their weight. At my contact he released a gasping groan and his hips thrust forward slightly. The engorged tip of his cock brushed my lips leaving a single bead of clear liquid there. My eager tongue darted out of my mouth to taste it. Just a hint of salty flavor. I wanted more. I licked my lips in anticipation. Still not quite believing this was actually happening. That this was real.
And then I heard a slow clapping behind us. We were not alone.
Daddy stepped backwards his hands clawing for his briefs to cover himself, his cock already softening. His “friends” had arrived early. Mike and Sal. Ex-Army buddies. They were major douchebags, but he tolerated them as friends because he claimed he “owed them” and there was a shared bond that allowed him to tolerate their obnoxious behavior. My blood turned to ice when I realized Sal had his phone out, holding it sideways. He had been filming us.
“Bravo Private. Bravo.”
“Fuck. Oh fuck.” His briefs in place, but his shorts still around his ankles he stepped in front of me, as if to shield me from them.
“You sanctimonious prick.” That was Sal. I didn’t like Sal. “She’s my daughter you said. She’s only eighteen you said. Keep your hands and your eyes off her you said.”
“Technically.” Mike added. “He didn’t say anything about our cocks.”
My heart was beating fast. With that video we were at their mercy.
“Good point. Time to share and share alike Private.”
“No way. No fucking way. Get the fuck out of here.” There was a rage in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before.
“Yes fucking way. Yes fucking way or you and your fucking daughter go viral.”
He stood his ground. “Do it. Fucking do it you pieces of shit.”
NO! It would ruin him. It would ruin us. My mother would never understand. She would destroy him. This shitty uptight town would eat him alive. He’d be broke. He'd be homeless. He’d be gone. I’d never see him again. I had no idea what would happen to me. I didn’t care. All I cared about was the fact that this. Us. Would never happen.
“I’ll do it.” My voice was barely a whisper as three pairs of male eyes turned to gaze at me. “I’ll do it under one condition.”
He leaned close and spoke in hushed tones. “No. Never. This can’t happen.”
“You don’t understand.” I had tears in my eyes as I spoke. “I have to. Without you I’ll die. If you have to go away I’ll die. I need to do this. Let me do it for you.” I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. I felt guilty laying this emotional blackmail on him, but I had to. He had to understand what I would willingly do to keep him. He hung his head. Defeated.
“Alright then.” Sal rubbed his hands expectantly. “Looks like we’ve got ourselves a party. What’s your condition sweetheart?”
I surprised myself when I blurted out my answer. It was my darkest secret. A desire I kept hidden away deep down inside. I know I wanted it and I knew he’d want it. It was the one thing that would complete him. The one thing my mother refused to give him. I took a deep breath.
“I’ll do it, but only Daddy gets to come while he’s inside me.”
His jaw dropped. Stunned by my revelation and what it implied. I looked at him with pleading eyes, desperate for any kind of response or recognition. Somewhere, deep underneath the shock and confusion I thought I saw a hint of a smile. A glimmer of joy. It would have to do. I just hoped it wasn’t wishful thinking.
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