LOGIN“Since I was fourteen, Daddy. We were wrestling on the living room floor, remember. Playing our tickle war and when you finally pinned me down to tickle under my arm, my pussy felt hot and achy and wet when I pressed it to your bare stomach. I loved the feeling of it pressed there, and I couldn’t help but rub it against your hard muscles. But then you stop tickling me, and fussed that I had to start wearing panties under my skirts.”
“Yea, I remember baby.” Daddy sighed working another inch of his cock inside me. “Your pussy was so wet you left a streak of cream on my abs. It smelt so warm and sweet I wanted to taste you right then.” I couldn’t help the pout because I missed those days and the time we spent together. “That was the last time you’d play tickle war with me, Daddy.” He had literally jumped up off the floor and off of me, and ran away as though I’d done something wrong. And now as he slowly rubbed the tip of his cock inside me, it was torture. “Don’t worry baby girl.” Daddy slipped his hands over and under my hips until they roughly grabbed my bottom, a cheek in each hand, and then he thrust hard forcing his cock inside me. I screamed. “We’re going to be playing more than tickle war. Our new game is pussy rub, and it starts right now.” He was so big and thick he felt heavy inside me, the fat head pressing the end of me, and I could swear I felt his cock in my belly. My pussy stretched painfully around his cock and it burn. I hadn’t expected it to hurt, but it did. “Daddy,” I whined. “This hurts.” He chuckled. “That’s just your cherry popping, baby girl. You’re a virgin... well you were a virgin, but Daddy just took care of that. It’s your first time, so it’s supposed to hurt until Daddy starts rubbing. Are you ready for Daddy to start rubbing his cock inside your pussy?” I didn’t know about this kind of rubbing. It still felt naughty. I felt like such a bad girl, like we weren’t supposed to be doing this. Like I wasn’t supposed to be enjoying it, but I was ready for it to stop hurting. I nodded my head holding tight to the rods of the headboard watching my Daddy’s cock pull halfway out, slick with my juices, my pussy quivering and stretching around his girth, before disappearing back inside me. We both watched as he did in again and again until my pussy started to throb with that dull ache, and the walls started rippling around my Daddy’s cock. “Look at your slut pussy, baby, loving the rub. See your hot little cunt gushing cream all over Daddy’s cock?” “Yes, sir. It doesn’t hurt so much anymore. It just aches.” His grin was wicked and dark and he kept up the slow rub, his hands holding my ass tight. “Am I really a slut, Daddy?” I had to know because I felt so degraded letting him do this to me, and my pussy spasming, gripping his cock when he tried to pull out, as if desperate to keep him deep inside, even when I knew I shouldn’t want it. “Your pussy sure is, baby.” He answered watching his cock pump in and out of me. “It’s filthy being this wet and hot, opening up for your own dad’s cock. And you lying there, loving it. Your pussy is the slut...” He leaned down to breathe in my mouth, his eyes inches away peering right into me. “It needs fucked, but don’t worry, baby we’re just rubbing.” He did the slow pumps twice, gently again, and then he nearly pulled all the way out. Holding my ass in the air, he slammed all that thick hard meat back inside me. I screamed tossing my head back as he turned into an animal on me. A wild beast that couldn’t be stopped or contained. My hands came down to clutch the muscle in his hard shoulders as he grunted and growled behind each hard thrust. Holding my hips up, he slammed his thick cock inside of me ripping my pussy open for his girth and thumbing the back wall of my sex over and over again. I screamed for him, but he wouldn’t slow down or stop his assault. I was a little scared, even behind the obscene pleasure of it. He was being so rough that I felt more like his fuck toy than his daughter. “Daddy! Are you sure this is just rubbing,” I whined. “This feels like fucking!” “A hard rough old fashion...” He chuckled between hard breaths. “... rubbing is what this slut pussy needs. And damn, baby, your pussy is so tight, hot and wet. Daddy has to be this rough to get all ten thick inches inside his baby girl.” He pulled his head back watching me cry even as I clung to him. It felt so good it hurt. His rough hands clutching my ass would leave bruises for sure. He licked my tears. “Maybe if you stop moaning like a whore while your pussy ripples around my dick, I would believe you don’t love it.” “But I’m not a whore, Daddy.” But my pussy rippled once more, and looking down at it swollen and red from my Daddy’s rough abuse, I could see the gush of cream making way for more hard rubbing of my Daddy’s cock. “Yes, you are baby. You are Daddy’s sweet fuckable whore, giving up her virgin pussy for a hard rough fuck. Only whores do that. Only naughty daughters who let their dads fuck inside their pussies are true whores like you. Look at you taking my dick all the way to the end of your pussy. And it’s gushing cream, drenching us both the more I rub up into you. You’re such a filthy whore, baby.” He pulled a hand away from my ass and grabbed my bouncing tits, pulling at my nipples, causing more cream to gush from my pussy. “See how you respond to your Daddy’s rough touch. That’s a sign of whore.” He looked mean and angry now behind his animal lust. “I’m going to have to punish you after we finish rubbing, and that’s not going to be for a long time.” His hips pulled up and slammed down so fast and hard between my legs I could barely catch my breath. The bed rocked and squeaked and the headboard banged loudly, I was surprised the neighbors hadn’t come to find out who was making all the ruckus. And I was screaming because it felt so fucking good, and I was so ashamed and felt so dirty because I was loving his dirty talk. I kissed his neck to silence my moans because Daddy said they were whorish, and licked his hot skin tasting the salty sweet sweat there, and liking that too. Boy my Daddy’s skin taste good; the skin on his cock, his tongue, and now his neck. But I was so confused. Were we rubbing or were we fucking? Surely my Daddy wouldn’t fuck me, but then I couldn’t think because he was pushing a finger inside my butthole again. He pulled back to look down into my face when I squealed forcing his finger deep. “Every time I think I’m just going to get a good rub with my sweet innocent baby girl, you turn into a whore on me. So now Daddy has to prepare you for what whores get.” “Daddy!” But already he was pushing a second finger inside me, and as he adjusted for a good angle to finger rub inside my bottom, his cock started rubbing a deliciously wicked spot right at the top inside my pussy. A tight pressure grew inside my belly, and spread throughout my entire cunt. It felt heavy and hard and so good it couldn’t be anything but bad, and then I felt as though I was going to... Daddy!” I screamed in panic and pleasure. “I’m going to pee. I need to pee!” “No baby. Daddy is going to make his little girl’s pussy squirt. That’s the advantage of having a big thick fat cock like your old man’s. It’s the best for a tiny innocent slut pussy like yours.” The pressure built. The pressure was so tight and achy. His thick fingers pumping deep inside my ass, his swollen hard cock too big for my pussy, pounding inside me like I was a fuck doll and not his daughter. Tears rolled down my face my body was so out of control and no longer my own. It was Daddy’s. I knew at that moment I belong to my Daddy. “I feel you trying to hold back, baby, but you’re not going to. Not while your Daddy is fucking your pussy and finger-fucking your ass, getting it ready for later. You’ve got the best hottest pussy, baby girl. Give it to Daddy and squirt all over my cock. Daddy is fucking your pussy so hard you little slut.” “Daddy!” I screamed. “You are fucking me! You’re fucking your little girl! I don’t want to rub anymore, Daddy! I want fucked! Fuck me, Daddy! Please! Fuck me! You’re fucking my pussy so fucking good! I love it! You’re taking it so rough!” “Your damn straight I am you little whore.” My Daddy growled against my ear biting my lobe. “Now let that pussy squirt for your Daddy.” He bit my neck and I screamed and came and gushed. My body exploded. My pussy gushed juice and cream squeezing my Daddy’s cock so hard he slipped out and began to rub his length against my spasming clit. I was coming and coming and coming hard, so hard I nearly passed out, and behind my moans and whimpers was a loud wet slashing sound of the liquid. My pussy was squirting and the smacking of our hips still crashing into each other. Oh God, it was heaven. It was hell, and I was the dirty filthy whore my Daddy had named me for letting him fuck up inside my pussy so hard and rough. I came all over us both. I slowly came to on my elbows and knees, my ass hiked up high in the air, and something burning deep in my anal hole.And with that, Nicole popped the dick from her cunt and scooted over to the side.“Let's do a side to side ramming, Harry... I can't stand to be without a cock in me for that long today,” Nicole confessed.“I want the dick!” Gwen whined.“And you'll get it! Come over her, kneel down beside me on all fours with your ass pointing toward Harry, next to mine. And pull those panties to the side!”“What do I do?” Harry scratched his head, eyeballing the two delicious pussies before him.“You, Harry,” Nicole began. “Will fuck us both! Two to three pumps per cunt and then you fuck the other one, back and forth until the first person comes.”“Is it a contest to cum the fastest?” Gwen asked. “Don't worry about that, honey... we're all winners here already.”“Yeah, maybe if I get a deep dicking first! Hurry up Harry! Get that cock in me, but don't jam it in like a brute like you did in my mouth. Just ease it into me nice and slow...” Gwen barked.Harry wasn't sure he could abide by the request.
The door handle of the dressing room slowly twisted open.“Sorry Harry!” Gwen's voice pierced the air. “I won't look, not unless you're dressed. I just brought these for you to-- on my god!” Sure enough, the girl poked her head inside – where she spotted none other than her own stepmother busily sucking away on her boyfriend's pleasure pole!“Mom what the hell are you doing! That's my boyfriend!”Harry froze, like the stereotypical and cliché deer in the headlights. He remained quite stiff, you might say. At least his throbbing manhood did. But who could blame him? Caught in the act of cheating or not, when a MILF as sexy as Nicole has her mouth around your cock... you DO NOT go soft! It's a physical impossibility. The amount of satisfaction she was delivering to his cock would be a story for the ages... or at least a few more minutes.The lusty mother cast her head to the side, smirking at Gwen.“You're right,” she said at last, popping the shaft free from her mouth. “So why don't y
“Oh god...” Harry moaned, falling against the side wall of the spacious dressing room, throwing the shorts carelessly to the floor. It had two bench seats and mirrors all around.With his boner throbbing harder than ever, he tore off his pants in a frantic bid to free the impressive shaft – it had been so forcefully confined in his ever tightening underwear. But now, inside this room... he was free to let it flop about without caution or care.He immediately set about gripping his shaft, stroking it rapidly, all the while thoughts of Nicole and Gwen satisfying his most inner taboo desires filled his mind. “Mmm... mmm...” He groaned, biting at his lip, precum already dripping from his cock. “Fuck Nicole, give me that pussy! And you, Gwen, come shove those hot tits in my mouth!”Young Harry hadn't a clue exactly how loud he was talking, and he didn't really care in this moment. But suffice it to say, the store was not overly large.There he was, jerking the raging rod... when suddenly
Where to first?” Gwen asked.“Oh honey, are you letting me decide?” Nicole cackled.“Well sure... since you'll be paying for it!” Her stepdaughter returned the laugh.Meanwhile Harry couldn't help but stare at the MILF's sumptuous ass. How glorious it appeared... tucked away in those tight jeans that Nicole wore. And these weren't your standard mom jeans – oh lord, no! They were some piping hot, show off all you got pants! And show they were.Every curve, every contour, every seductive line and motherly mound. Her plump rump, right there for the taking. The way it extended out from her body like a little shelf, grr! Harry was beside himself with lust. He already felt the grimacing of his cock, wanting to so badly spring to attention, yet his mind doing everything in its power to control the beast! The young virgin felt his manhood throb and pulsate, aching harder than he'd ever felt before. And all he had to do was divert his eyes, if even for a moment... and after a few moments more
Your special day is coming up, isn't it?” The gorgeous, mature woman asked.“Is it?” The young man, Harry, replied.The MILF was, of course, talking to her stepdaughter's boyfriend. Harry and Gwen had been dating for quite some time leading up to their first day of college. Though the two had never gone beyond a little peck on the cheek or accidental feel-up when they bumped against each other in a tight space. The kind of place that Harry desperately wanted to ram his fitfully throbbing cock!“Yes, you and Gwen will be heading off to school – saying goodbye to her old nag of a mother!”“Oh, stop it mom!” Gwen laughed, swatting her stepmother in the arm. She wasn't actually related to Nicole, the tasty mother. Gwen's father had remarried the woman just a few years ago – but the two girls had grown quite close, so much so in fact, that Gwen had no qualms about referring to her as mom. “I'm sure you'll still find a way to nag me on the phone or spam my e-mail with random crap, as usual.
Oh shit, someone’s coming.” Ed said as he noticed the cute software analyst heading for the doorway, “It’s Erica.”“Play it cool while I think.” Darla said as she slipped under her table and pulled Ed to her, continuing to suck him off while Ed unlocked the doors and let Erica in, trying his best not to have ‘I’m getting head’ face but felt like he was failing miserably and couldn’t help but start imagining fucking Erica too.“Where’s Miss O’Grady?” Erica asked as she walked in, finding Ed clicking away on Darla’s computer.“Thank god she can’t tell this things not on.” Ed thought to himself as he clicked away, feeling Darla’s head bobbing up and down on him and held back a moan, “She’s somewhere. I’m just, uh, ya know, debugging her computer. How’s your com... computer?”“Is everything alright?” Erica asked, her face scrunching up with confusion.“Yeah, yeah, everything’s fine.” Ed replied before Erica’s eyes grew seductive.“You can say that again.” She said, making Ed realize she w







