تسجيل الدخول"Not bad," I agreed, trying not to enjoy Jasmine's ass shifting over my cock too much. "But there's a problem. Cari, what would you assume if you saw Jasmine doing this on a boy's lap?""That she's dry humping him," Cari said immediately."Exactly," I confirmed. "Which may be great in the right circumstances. But here, there's other people around. And you still don't know how your crush feels about the arrangement. Sure, he's obviously okay with you being in his lap, but maybe he's not ready for more. So, Jasmine, how do you push in that direction without overstepping?"Jasmine stopped moving, considering my question. "I dunno, Mr. K. How?""You're on the right track. Just keep it subtle. Movement is good but keep it less obvious. Tie it in with other movements you would make naturally. Your friends won't be as uncomfortable, and it will keep your crush off-balance. He won't be able to decide if you're teasing him on purpose or if it's all perfectly innocent. And that will turn him on
That night, on the way to dinner, I found a chance to speak to Cari and Jasmine alone, the other girls several steps ahead laughing amongst themselves. My sex drive had been pushed to its limits during this trip, but I found my thoughts drifting back to these two girls. I'd slept with Cari and given Jasmine oral, yes, but there was so much more I wanted to do. I decided to press for another encounter."So, you girls going to take me up on my offer of coming by tonight?" I asked.The pair exchanged looks and giggled."We hadn't fully decided yet," Cari said, with a slight blush."No pressure either way," I shrugged. "And you don't both have to come either, for that matter, if one of you isn't feeling it.""If we came, we'd do it together," Jasmine said. "But are you sure you'd be up for it, Mr. K? Rachel told us about what you two did this morning. Would you have the energy? You are kind of old and all."Jasmine's words were harsh, but her tone was flirty and playful."Only one way to
Rachel relished her utter submission, gasping out "that's right, fuck me, Daddy K! Make me your slut!"I'd never known a woman outside of porn to talk like that, but I was in no position to care. Forgetting my aversion to daddy-talk, I joined in, grunting, "You like how I fuck you, Rachel? You're such a bad girl. Wanting to fuck your friends' dads. You act like a good girl, but deep down you really are a slut, aren't you?""I'm such a slut," Rachel agreed between gasps. "Punish me."Even mid-fuck, I knew how cliché this roleplay was, but I kept it going. Still maintaining my rhythm, I slapped Rachel's ass cheek, hard enough to sting. "Like that?""Oh fuck yesss," Rachel moaned in pleasure, so I repeated the slap, earning another moan."I want you to cum for me like the slut you are," I said, now fully into my role."Fuck, Daddy. I'm going to cum for you," Rachel echoed obediently."You want to cum on my cock?" I questioned."Fuck, yes, Daddy.""I want to hear you say it," I commanded.
"Rachel," I said sternly, "I'm not going to tell you that you're my favorite. It's not a competition, and I've already told you that you're sexy as fuck. That should be all you need.""But..." Rachel began, but I didn't let her finish. We'd passed into the brush at last, and I made my move.Pulling her suddenly against me, I cut off her words with a kiss. It wasn't forceful, but it was firm. I left my lips on hers for a full second before pulling away. Rachel looked back at me, eyes wide."Words are cheap, Rachel. But actions are another story. I won't tell you that you're my favorite. But maybe I can show you." I said softly.Rachel looked around, her desire tempered by the uncertainty of our exposure. "Mr. K... what if someone sees?""Then they'll see a young woman being shown just how good sex can be," I replied.To highlight my point, I pulled my swimming trunks off my body, my cock springing up instantly into the salty air."Oh my god, Mr. K," Rachel said, her eyes flickering to
The next morning, I joined the girls at breakfast at our usual time. Despite my best efforts to hide my wild night, I was still half asleep when Rachel confronted me in the buffet."So, Mr. K. I'm dying to know, and Cari's playing dumb. You have any fun last night?" she asked, eager for the scoop."Yeah," I admitted. "I sure did."I hadn't talked to Cari and Jasmine about keeping our night a secret, but I knew Rachel would find out sooner or later anyway. Besides, Cari had already blabbed to Jasmine about Rachel—how was this any different?"How far did you get? First base? Third? All the way?" Rachel probed, obviously excited by the scandalous news."We went all the way," I confirmed."Good for Cari!" Rachel beamed. "I've tried to get her to loosen up for a while now. She kept her ex waiting for over a year before she slept with him, can you believe it? Actually, that's probably why they're not together anymore."I cut Rachel off before she went further into Cari's sexual history. "Ra
Jasmine's expression shifted, and I knew I'd seen right through her. "But you've already finished," she pointed out."My tongue still works," I replied matter-of-factly.Jasmine considered. "I mean, if you're really up for it..." she finally relented.I wasn't about to let this chance go, even as exhausted as I now was. "You have no idea."I crawled from the couch over to Jasmine. It was extraordinarily unmanly, but I didn't care. Neither did I care about cleaning myself up yet. Cari could have the bathroom for now—I had another woman to please.Jasmine had stopped playing with herself, but her shorts were still soaked anyway. I reached for them, and Jasmine straightened her legs, allowing me slide them off her body.Jamine wore no panties—her pussy was fully exposed to me in all its glory. Her sex aroma flooded my nostrils, triggering the deep, primal part of my brain. I'd been exhausted, but now I was reinvigorated, overcome by the need to taste her.Pausing long enough to pull Jasm
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