Introduction:
While a man’s wife and daughter are away at the daughter’s volleyball tournament, his daughter’s best friend comes over to the house. He never could have imagined what she had in mind.
I frowned in annoyance at the intrusion of the doorbell, setting aside my book and rolling to my feet. It was getting to a really good part, too! With my wife and daughter out of town for the weekend at Chrissy’s volleyball tournament, I’d been looking forward to two full days of uninterrupted me-time, working my way through my extensive to-be-read pile. Most people read as a hobby… for me, I’m afraid it’s a bit of an addiction; there’s hardly a wall in our house that isn’t covered in book shelves. Nicole was a reader too, and we’d definitely instilled that habit in Chrissy… but when it came to the sheer number of books filling our home, I couldn’t deny that I was the most guilty party. I opened our front door, expecting to find a delivery on our porch; I didn’t remember ordering anything, but it wouldn’t have been the first time that I’d pre-ordered the next book in a series and lost track of the expected delivery date.
“Oh! Hey, Jenna,” I said, surprised to see my daughter’s best friend standing there, adorable as always, all five-foot-nothing of her in her tight pink top and little white tennis skirt, her long, blonde hair done in a pair of cute French braids. I smiled warmly, hoping it would disguise my thoughts, forcing myself to keep my eyes locked strictly on her own. Not that it helped much… those huge, bright blue eyes of hers were amongst her very best features! But it was better than letting myself stare down at her amazing, perky little B-cup tits, her erect, braless nipples doing their best to poke their way through the too-tight fabric of her shirt. “Sorry… you and Chrissy must have gotten your wires crossed, she’s off at a tournament this weekend.”
“Oh, no, I know that,” she said, nervously biting her lip. “I, uhh… I’m actually here to talk to you, if that’s okay?”
“You are?” I frowned, taken aback. But if something was wrong, something she needed my help with, of course I would never turn her away. “Well, come on in, then. What’s up? Is something wrong?”
“No, nothing’s wrong…” she said, stepping inside and closing the door behind her. She stepped out of her sandals, and I couldn’t help but notice her adorable little pink-painted toenails as she did. “Or at least… nothing’s wrong with me.”
Daughter’s Best Friend Offers To Help
I tilted my head in question, wordlessly encouraging her to continue.
“Chrissy said… you and her mom have been having problems.”
“Problems?” I tried to hide my reaction, shocked that Chrissy even would have known, much less that she’d spoken about it to anyone else, even someone she was as close to as she was with Jenna. Yes, Nicole and I had been having some issues… but that was something between her I, behind closed doors. We’d never fought in front of Chrissy, not even once!
“I guess your walls aren’t very soundproof,” she said, averting her eyes, a soft pink blush of embarrassment rising in her cheeks. I was ashamed to admit just how attractive it made her look. “Chrissy knows you two aren’t having sex anymore… you haven’t been, for a while now. And I thought… maybe I could help.”
“Help?” I swallowed, hardly able to believe what she seemed to be implying.
“You know…” she smiled shyly, still not quite able to meet my eyes. But she stepped closer, placing her tiny, delicate little hands on my hips. “Help.”
“Jenna…” I shook my head, gently grabbing her wrists, pulling her hands away from me. “We can’t! Problems or not… I’m married!”
“Are you, though?” she asked, finally managing to raise her eyes back to mine. “Are you really? Or has she decided you’re just a roommate who she makes pay all her bills?”
“Jenna…” I winced. I’d never said it, not in those exact words, not even during the worst of the fights Nicole and I had had about it. But I couldn’t deny the painful truth behind what she’d just said.
“Cheating means going out and getting it from someone else, when you could be getting it at home, like you should be,” she whispered, her voice so soft, and gentle… it pierced my heart like a knife! “But that isn’t an option anymore, is it? She’s made it impossible to get it at home. Impossible to get it from her. And that means that it isn’t cheating anymore, when you get it from someone else. When you get it from me.”
“I…” I said, struggling to find some counterargument to her point.
“You don’t owe her your loyalty anymore,” Jenna soothed, stepping closer. I released her wrists without realizing what I was doing, and she reached up to softly, lovingly take my cheeks into her palms. “She already broke her vows to you. She was supposed to love you, and take care of you, the way you deserve. She broke them first… and now you’re free! Free to do whatever… and whoever, you want. Free to do me!” She stretched up onto her toes, staring deeply into my eyes, pursing her lips…
I bent to meet her kiss… and it hit me like a lightning bolt!
She moaned into my lips, my hands fumbling to her waist. She was such a tiny little thing… I squeezed and stroked, her shirt rising up, my hands finding smooth, warm flesh. Hers were suddenly behind my neck, holding on like she was afraid I was about to try to escape. I gasped for breath, a reflexive opening of lips; she took it as an invitation, pressing her tongue deeply into my mouth, swirling it against mine. There was no question which of us was the aggressor… and deep within me, I felt something snap.
For years, I’d been forcing myself not to react. Every time Jenna had come over to the house, I’d smiled, and made her feel at home. She was my daughter’s best friend, and several times a week I’d made her feel welcome, and safe… just like part of the family. And year after year, that was all I’d ever allowed her to feel from me. I’d never let her see me stare… not at her athletic, round little ass, or at the slowly growing mounds of her amazing little teenage tits. Not once, not once, had I ever given her even a hint of what her near-constant presence in my home was doing to me. Of the wicked, wolfish thoughts filling my mind… of the predatory hunger, slowly consuming my soul. Weakened I may have become… but not once had I failed. I had protected her, always, even from myself. Especially from myself. But now…
I growled into her kiss, grabbing her ass, hard! She squeaked! An adorable, tiny little mouse, as I lifted her effortlessly into the air. She weighed nothing, nothing at all, as I carried her through the house, and straight back to Nicole’s and my bedroom. I climbed to the center of the bed, laying her down with a carefulness I didn’t feel. I tore at her shirt, desperate to get it off of her—she was doing the same to mine, though far less effectively. Finally I got it off of her and tossed it aside, abandoning our kiss in favour of her perfect, round little breast. She shuddered beneath me as I took her into my mouth, gasping at the feeling of my bite, and the warm, wet attention of my tongue on her tiny, firm little nipple. I knew I was leaving marks… that was the point! I wanted to mark her… I needed to make her mine! I gave in, and helped her with my shirt, and started kissing my way down her amazing, slender little body. I could have spent days playing with those perky little teenage tits, and then died a happy man. But right that moment… there was something I wanted even more!
The zipper of her skirt required a hunt—but as it was one I was undertaking while kissing her tiny, skinny little belly, making her squirm and squeal happily as I tickled her with my lips, it was one I didn’t mind in the least. I figured it out eventually, undoing it quickly and sending it to join our shirts. Then I leaned back and grinned, seeing what awaited me.
“Yes, Daddy!” she breathed, vocalizing the message of her tiny, white cotton panties, the lettering scrawled in looping, cursive pink. “Always, always ‘yes’! To everything!” I leaned down, and pulled them off with my teeth.
She spread her legs for me, nervously chewing her lip. I could see the fear in her eyes, worried about what I would think of her, but she had nothing at all to be scared about. She was absolutely gorgeous! Tiny, fresh-shaved, and wet with arousal, flushed to an amazing, luscious pink!
“You are incredible, baby!” I growled, as my eyes took in my prize. I’d tried to make that a reassuring purr… it seemed my body had other ideas. Maybe it wasn’t what I would think of her, but what I was about to do to her that had her so worried. The way I was feeling, barely holding on to the razor’s edge of my need… I certainly couldn’t fault her for that! But there was something I could do about it, to help her relax. I lowered myself to the bed between her thighs, and started to lick.
“Oh, Daddy!” she moaned, trembling at the touch of my tongue, reaching down to run her fingers through my hair. Oh yes… I definitely liked that! Calling me ‘Daddy’… I’d expected I’d have to train her to do that, and here she was, doing it all on her own. Even when things had still been good between Nicole and me, that had been a fantasy she’d only occasionally been willing to engage in for me. I slipped my hands in under Jenna’s amazing little ass, giving her a nice, hard squeeze, my fingers digging deeply into firmly yielding flesh. She shook and gasped, eyelids fluttering in pleasure, her eyes rolling back in her head. I backed off just a little, and when she came back to herself enough to look at me again, she bit her lip… then licked her lips, and started playing with her tits, showing herself off for me as I watched from between her thighs.
I bathed her with my tongue, up and down her tiny, delicate little lips, gently easing her open, preparing her for what was to come. Her clit was the smallest I’d ever seen, barely even a bump against my tongue, as I gently teased it out from within her soft, protective hood. I pinched it gently between my lips, starting to suck; Jenna squealed and kicked, reflexively trying to escape the intensity of what I was making her feel. I moved my hands to the tops of her thighs, holding her tight against my shoulders. It was such a tiny little button… there was barely enough of it suck it past my lips, so I could flick the tip of it with my tongue.
“Oh, God! Oh Daddyyy!” she screamed, abandoning her breasts, using her hands to try to push me away. I grinned wickedly up at her with my eyes, keeping my mouth right where it was, flicking as hard and fast as I could. I could hardly believe how quick off the mark she’d been! Was she always that quick to cum? Or had that been a special one, more due to the heightened expectation of our first time together, than because of anything I’d actually done? I wasn’t certain… but I sure was looking forward to finding out!
I gave her oversensitive little clitty a bit of a break after she finished, moving back down to her lips again; her orgasm had coated her insides with creamy white girl-cum, and she tasted absolutely delectable! I fucked her with my tongue, reaching as deep as I could in search of my rare and special treat. Jenna was gasping, shuddering… but she was no longer trying to push me away, and was now stroking her fingers through my hair instead. I decided that meant I could trust her not to try to run away anymore, and I slid my hands from her thighs up to her breasts. She moaned, arching her back as I started to play; squeezing, and kneading… pinching her tiny, firm little nipples, making her squeal for me as I carefully pulled upwards on them, gently stretching her breasts.
I returned to her clit, softer this time, slowly swirling around that firm little nub. She rolled her hips… I don’t think she even realized she was doing it, responding instinctively to the motion of my tongue. I built her up slowly this time, letting the anticipation grow. She was still shockingly easy to push over the edge, much more than Nicole had ever been; I sealed my lips around her again as I saw her huge, preparatory influx of air, her eyes going wide. I sucked hard, flicking fast, and I swear, it hit her even harder than the last one had!
I waited for her to come down, but not for the aftershocks; she was still shaking on the bed as I pushed myself up, and quickly rid myself of my pants and underwear. Her eyes went wide as she finally saw what was in store for her; excitement, disbelief, fear… maybe even a little bit of dread. God, it looked good on her! I climbed up on top of her… I hooked my arms behind her knees, bending her legs back, holding her firmly in place. I kissed her, hard and deep. Then I leaned back up, just a little, and stared straight into her big, beautiful blue eyes, as I angled myself into place, and slowly, gently pushed my way inside.
She whimpered, she squealed, she tried to get away… even without her disadvantaged position, I could have overpowered her easily. She clutched at my sides, her sharp little nails digging into my skin—that only made it hotter, spurring me on! She never told me to stop, that was the important thing. I couldn’t blame her for her body’s instincts, and didn’t hold them against her… it was her actual choice, her choice not to say ‘no’, that guided my response, not anything else!
She was so amazingly, searingly tight… but soaking wet, after two orgasms in a row, just as I’d intended. I constantly had to remind myself how young she was, how small. Just because she was so slippery, didn’t mean I could forget myself, and push too far in at once without giving her time to adjust. She could barely breath, much less speak, the sensations I was making her feel were just that intense. But I stared into her eyes the entire time; whatever fearful objections her body may have had, her mind, her soul, wanted this every bit as much as I did!
She came easily, and often, even more so on my cock than she had on my tongue. Twice, before I’d even gotten myself all the way inside! I was thrusting quite quickly by then, but making almost painfully slow progress; stretching her wide enough, that was one thing. But stretching her deep enough… I knew from experience, that was something else entirely! I kept expecting her to tell me to stop, that she couldn’t possibly take any more… And yet every time I would press, she would moan, and squeal… and her amazing, tight little pussy would somehow manage to adjust.
I’m not sure which of us was more surprised when I finally bottomed out. We glanced down at ourselves as one, needing the visual confirmation of our feat. And as I gave her my last, gentle push, giving it to her as deep as I could possibly reach… she instantly started cumming again, the strongest one she’d had yet!
“Yes, Daddy! Yes!” she squealed as the orgasm took her, her hands clutching at my ass, pulling me into her as tight as she could. I gave her small, forceful thrusts to carry her through it, no more than half an inch of movement, but pressing as deep as I could on every one, making her feel every bit of me. When she finally came down from it, there was a feral wickedness in her eyes that hadn’t been there before.
“Take me, Daddy!” she purred, her hands softly, lovingly stroking my cheeks. “You can do me as hard as you want, now that we know I can take it… I want you to take me, Daddy! I want you to make me yours!”
I kissed her, deeply, passionately, the first time I’d allowed myself to look away from her eyes since I’d pushed myself inside her. She moaned, trembling, sucking eagerly on my tongue. I started fucking her harder, just like she’d asked, our kiss quickly devolving into little more than panting into each other’s mouths. She had another pair of orgasms without me, her cute little feet flailing in the air above my shoulders as she screamed. But then, in the lead-up to her next one, I was finally getting close enough to be able to join her. I was about to warn her… but she’d already seen it in my eyes.
“Inside me, Daddy! Please!” she begged. “I want it! I need it! I want you to claim me, Daddy! I want you to make me yours! I want to be yours forever, Daddy! I want you to claim me with your cum, and make me yours!”
“Oh, take it, baby!” I growled, my cock twitching violently, delivering the first huge, powerful jet of my cum deep up inside of her. She screamed into the air, her entire body thrashing, as the molten-hot burst sent her careening instantly into orgasm with me. “Take it! Take my fucking cum! Take it all!” Jet after jet I unleashed inside of her, filling her up, flooding her fertile little teenage womb. I collapsed, gasping, shaking… Jenna was still cumming, lost past the time I’d finished. I held her, kissed her, comforted her, until she finally came down. I carefully eased my arms out from around the backs of her knees, letting her drop her legs, then rolled us over so I was on my back, and no longer had to worry about crushing her beneath me.
“God, Jenna…” I moaned, still slightly trembling with the unbelievable power of my release, slowly, lovingly stroking my hands up and down the slender, sweat-slickened curves of her back and ass. “You are incredible! You have no idea how much I needed that!”
“You! You are!” she gasped, still struggling more than I was to regain her breath. I wasn’t the least bit surprised, considering the number of orgasms I’d just been able to put her through… but it still made me chuckle, even so.
“Did I hurt you, baby?” I asked, softly kissing her hair. Her braids were still holding, but from the sweat we’d both just worked up I knew she’d soon be needing to let them out, to give her hair a proper wash. I liked her in braids, she was incredibly cute that way… but I liked her with loose hair even more, and was looking forward to running my fingers through it.
“No, I’m okay,” she said. And a less-convincing statement, I don’t think I’d ever heard.
“Jenna…” I chided, gently placing a finger under her chin, and lifting until she raised herself up to look my in my eyes. “No lies. Not ever, not between you and me. I’ve been with a woman who lied to me… I won’t have you doing the same.”
She bit her lip, lowering her eyes… but nodded her understanding before snuggling back down to my chest again. “A little bit, Daddy,” she admitted. “You’re not exactly small, you know! But… I think I’m okay. It hurts… but it’s like a dull, achy sort of pain, like after a really good run. Not a sharp, stabby sort of pain, like if you’d actually torn something in me. I’m pretty sure that would hurt a whole lot worse, than what I’m feeling right now. And…”
“And what, sweetie?” I pressed.
“And…” she bit her lip again, bashfully lowering her eyes further down my chest, her voice growing quieter “And it’s my own fault anyways. If I didn’t want you hurting me… then I probably should have told you I was a virgin, and asked you to be more gentle with me.”
“You are?” I gasped. “I mean… you were? But… why didn’t you tell me? You’re right, sweetie… I would have been far more careful with you, if I’d known!”
“That’s why,” she said shyly, turning her head to give me a soft, slow kiss on my chest. “I wanted you to take me the way you wanted to, Daddy… not just the way you thought I needed you to, because I was a virgin.”
“Well… I guess I definitely did that, didn’t I?” I hugged her in my arms, kissing her hair again, and she giggled sweetly, nodding her head in agreement. “Are you really sure you’re okay, Jenna? And that I didn’t hurt you to much?”
“I’m pretty sure,” she giggled again. “It’s my first time, so I guess I can’t be completely sure… but it doesn’t feel like you did, I don’t think. I guess we won’t know for sure until you’re recovered enough to go again, and we can see if it hurts when you try putting it inside me again.”
“Is that so?” I teased, reaching down to pinch her cute, round little ass, making her squeak and giggle. “I haven’t even deflated enough to fall out of you yet, and already you’re making plans for round two?”
“Can you really blame me, Daddy?” she looked up at me again, smiling sweetly. “You were amazing! I’ve never cum that hard in my life! And you made me do it how many times in a row? I’m not even sure… they were all so incredible, I totally lost track!”
“My pleasure, baby… and I do mean that literally!” I squeezed her in my arms, and she giggled again. God, I loved her laugh! So high, and innocent, and pure! Was there any better sound in the world? Possibly her squeals, I supposed… especially the mid-orgasmic ones, when I left her so racked with pleasure she trailed off into nothing, forgetting for a moment how to breathe. Oh, I definitely loved her squeals. They and her giggles were running neck and neck for me.
“I honestly don’t know what your wife was thinking, to cut you off the way she did!” she scowled adorably, angry on my behalf. “She never should have done that! Though… I suppose, since you told me you want me to be completely honest with you, I can’t say I’m not also glad she did, since it worked out so good for me. You’re not the kind of guy who ever would have let me steal you from her, if she hadn’t already pushed you away first! I hope you know, Daddy… I will never, ever do that to you! You can have me any time, and any way that you want, always! We have all day today, and most of tomorrow… I know it might be harder, once she’s back. But I promise, any time you get a chance, you can just text me and I’ll come straight over, and you can have me any way you want!”
“And… what if her coming back wasn’t an issue?” I asked.
“Daddy?” she lifted herself from my chest again, the confusion clear in her eyes.
“You said it yourself, Jenna… she violated our vows first. That means she no longer gets a say in who I choose to have sex with,” I smiled, gently stroking her cheek. “But if she’s chosen to no longer live up to her responsibilities as my wife, then that also means I’m no longer obligated to feed, clothe, and shelter her anymore, as her husband. When she comes back… what if I told her she was no longer welcome to live here anymore, and I asked you to move in with me, instead?”
“Really?” she gasped, her beautiful blue eyes going wide. “You’d really do that?”
“I—” I didn’t get to finish my response, as Jenna was suddenly kissing me again, the depth of her tongue in my mouth leaving no doubt as to her level of excitement at the idea.
“You’re sure that’s really going to work?” she finally asked, regretfully withdrawing enough to be able to speak. “She isn’t going to fight you on it?”
“I’m not planning on giving her a choice,” I said, a wicked, spiteful grin working its way onto my lips. It surprised me. I’d been trying my best not to let it show, hoping for some sort of resolution with Nicole, trying to find some way to get her to change her mind. I guess not even I had realized just how angry I’d been getting, after what she’d chosen to do to me. “The house is in my name, and our pre-nup may as well have been carved in stone. That was my dad, not me… I was in love, and didn’t care at the time. But there was a little bit of family money, and he was insistent. Remind me, would you, that I need to buy him a bottle of scotch, to thank him for that?” I grinned, and leaned forward to kiss her softly on her lips. “I’m not worried about Nicole… if it were up to me, I’d have you cuddled up against my side as I told her, so she can see what a hot, sexy young thing I’m replacing her with!” I pinched her ass again, smiling happily at the sound of her sweet, joyous squeal. “I’m just worried about how we’re going to tell Chrissy, is all.”
“Oh, I don’t think you have to worry too much about that,” she giggled, snuggling to my chest again, softly rubbing her cheek against my damp, sweaty chest hair.
“Oh?” I asked.
“How else do you think I knew you two haven’t been having sex?” she smiled guiltily. “I sleep over a lot… but not that much, that I could know that! Chrissy’s the one who’s been sleeping every night right on the other side of the hall from you guys, hearing what you have, and haven’t, been doing to each other. She’d been hoping you guys would find some way to work it out, but once it became clear that wasn’t going to be happening… Well, she knew how long I’ve been lusting after you. She’s the one who suggested I come over today, and offer to take care of you while she and her mom are at her tournament together.”
“Really!” I gasped in shock. My sweet little angel had arranged for me to fuck her teenage best friend, behind her mother’s back? I could hardly believe it… but I could hear the truth in Jenna’s voice. But true or not, I set it to the back of my mind for the moment; there was something else she’d just said, that I wanted to investigate more. “And just how long have you been lusting after me?” I asked with a grin.
“I’ll tell you… if you tell me how long you’ve been lusting after me, first!” she laughed.
“No deal!” I laughed too, kissing her hair. “You’re not the one who might be risking prison time, if you ever admitted the truth!”
“That long, hunh?” she giggled happily up at me. “You can keep your secret, then, if it makes you feel better. But just for the record, it isn’t a crime to fantasize… only to actually do anything about it! I’m legal, now… not by much, maybe, but legal is legal, and that’s all that matters. You can do anything you want to me now, and nobody can do a single thing about it!”
“Anything, hunh?” I just had to tease, sliding my hand down to her beautiful little ass, slipping a finger in between her cheeks, and softly rubbing against her tiny little hole.
“Well… almost anything,” she gasped, blushing adorably as I played. “I, uhh… I do want to try that with you, eventually… But I can still just barely even fit you inside my kitty, Daddy! I’m going to need a while to work up my courage first, before I’m feeling brave enough to let you try sticking it up my butt!”
“No worries, sweetheart!” I laughed, kissing her hair, and abandoning her cute little hole for a comforting grip on her cheek. “I want to try it too… but mostly just to see whether or not it’s something you enjoy. We can wait as long as you need… no pressure, no rush. And if you decide it hurts too much when we do, or that you just can’t get any enjoyment out of it, whatever the reason, we don’t need to try again. This pretty little kitty of yours is absolutely phenomenal, Jenna… if you’re serious about letting me have you any time I like, then believe me, I am never, ever going to complain!”
“Oh, I’m serious about it, Daddy!” she giggled, smiling happily at my praise, then blushing, averting her eyes, her voice going softer again. “And… I’m pretty sure Chrissy would be too, if you asked.”
“What?” I gasped in shock, and Jenna slowly nodded her head.
“It’s not like she ever said so, or anything. Not exactly,” she clarified. “But… she and I have been best friends a really long time. She doesn’t have to actually say something, for me to know what she’s thinking. And when she suggested that I come over today… I’m pretty sure she’s been wanting to offer to take care of you herself, for a while now. Only… she’s too scared of how you would react, if she did.”
“Wow, I…” I didn’t know what to think. My own daughter? She was sexy, of course… tall, brunette, and busty, everything that Jenna wasn’t; other than them both being so beautiful and skinny, they hardly could have been more different. And the thought of the two of them laying naked in bed, their bodies contrasting together as they kissed and played, then turning to look at me as one, inviting me to join them, asking me in their sweet, girlish voices; ‘Which of us do you want first, Daddy?’…
“Would you like that, Daddy?” Jenna murmured. “I wouldn’t want to share you with any other girls, I don’t think… But Chrissy and me are more like sisters, not just friends. If you wanted to be with her, too… I’d be okay with that. I… I think it could even be fun.”
“Yeah?” I asked, quickly warming to the idea.
“Uh hunh!” she giggled guiltily. “Can you just imagine how sexy she’d look, eating my kitty after you’d just finished cumming in me? While I sucked my juices off your cock, helping you get hard again so she can have her turn with you, too?”
“Well… I can now!” I said, squeezing her in my arms and making her laugh. “Tell you what… after she gets back, and we’ve given this whole situation with Nicole a little while to settle down, first, and we’ve got you fully moved in… you can go talk to her. Just the two of you, without me listening in. You can offer to let her come join us in bed, if she wants. And if she doesn’t completely freak out at the idea, and she seems interested… then you can tell her you already talked to me about it, and that I said I’m okay with it if she is.”
“Just ‘okay’ with it, Daddy?” she teased, a wicked gleam in her eye.
“Yes, you little brat!” I laughed, spanking her and making her squeal again. “You can tell her I’m ‘okay’ with it! If she wants to know just how much I’m okay with it… that, she’ll figure out once she joins us in bed!”
She stretched up to kiss me again, pouting adorably as the movement finally made me slip out of her. I comfortingly rubbed her hips, and invited her to come share the shower with me, while we waited for me to recover. She eagerly agreed, letting me take her braids out and wash her hair for her, something I very much enjoyed, as she kissed my chest and played with my soft, slippery cock in her hands. I spun her around after I was finished, wrapping her tightly in my arms, one hand on her breast, the other between her thighs. The difference in our heights made it a little bit awkward, but nothing we couldn’t handle. She winced a little as I began fingering her, but quickly started enjoying herself. She turned the water off after I made her cum for me, and I was ready to go again by that point—but rather than offering me her pussy, she dropped to her knees, and started eagerly working on me with her mouth. She was such a beautiful, delicate little thing… and I just could not get over the wild, seductive wickedness in her eyes, staring straight up into mine as she dedicated her entire being to the service of my cock! It took quite a while, much longer than it had in her hot, wet little pussy. I could tell her jaw was starting to hurt, but she was determined! And once she finally brought me, she eagerly swallowed every last drop!
We dried each other off after, and decided to go cuddle and watch a movie on the couch together while we waited for me to recover again. Neither of us had any interest in getting dressed first, and I pulled her to sit in my lap. I seriously doubt she had any idea what I had in store for her as I slid my hand between her thighs again, fondling her breast and nibbling softly on her adorable little earlobe… I teased her mercilessly, rubbing and squeezing, holding her just on the cusp of orgasm without ever letting her go over. By the time the movie finished she was literally begging for me to fuck her again, which I did with reckless abandon, doggy-style this time with her bracing herself against the back of the couch, one hand pulling on her long, soft blonde hair, the other travelling back and forth between squeezing her firm, shake-resistant little titty… and spanking her magnificent, round little ass, making her happily yelp and squeal!
She asked me for a facial that time, which surprised me, but which I was more than happy to deliver. She wanted me to take pictures of her, too, a permanent memento of not quite our first time, but still our first day together. She smiled happily, licking her lips for my cellphone camera, thick lines of creamy white cum covering her from forehead to chin, one hand gently playing between her thighs foe me, the other squeezing her breast. There wasn’t as much of it as there would have been, if she hadn’t already made me cum twice earlier, but she was definitely happy with the result, and therefore so was I. Needless to say, I took a lot of pictures!
It was back into the shower again after that, cuddling and playing, getting clean more by accident than out of any concerted effort on our parts. Looking down into her absolutely stunning blue eyes, seeing the obvious love and devotion there as she stared back up into mine… I had no idea what I’d done to deserve a girl like her.
Whatever Nicole was going to try to do when she got home and found out, whatever choice Chrissy would end up making… with Jenna’s amazing, skinny little body held in my arms under the spray, I was happier than I’d been in years. Maybe happier than I had ever been! Come what may, I knew one thing for certain; Jenna was mine now, claimed and owned, just like she’d asked to be. And I was never, ever going to let her go!
Daughter With Her Head In A Cupboard Introduction: I found my daughter with her head in a cupboard, her cute little ass temptingly sticking out at me. I decided to give her a spank, claiming I’d
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