“Ouch!” I screamed, leaping up, brushing something away with my hand. I didn’t see what it was, but the bite hurt, it absolutely killed and a lump was already forming, hot and swollen. “Ouch, what was that?”Rob leapt up as well.“Let me see,” he rumbled authoritatively, spinning me around. “It could have been a tick, a spider, a bee, shit, we’re in the wilderness, we should have put repellant on, it’s my fault.”And by now tears were filling my eyes, stinging hotly.“It really hurts,” I panted, leaning forward so that I stood on one leg only, my injured thigh crooked backwards, hands braced on the picnic table. “It really, really hurts.”And Rob took one look at me, the pained expression, the awkward posture and made an executive decision. He swept me up in his strong arms and strode inside to the living area, plopping down on the couch with my curvy form in his arms.Normally I would have been ecstatic, breathing hard, heart pumping with excitement, confusion and anticipation. But t
I panted slightly, trying not to squirm. Oh god, it felt so good, those big fingers teased my skin, so sensuous, gentle, and knowing, and I only wanted more. Without meaning to, my ass shivered a bit, thighs parting unconsciously as I lay face forward on his lap. “It does feel good, Daddy,” I confirmed in a small voice. “But it might feel better if you kissed it for me, if you made it go away with a kiss.” And Rob’s deep chuckle sounded out from above me. “You are a bad girl, you know that?” he rumbled knowingly, his fingers never stopping. “But of course, Daddy will kiss it for you, Daddy’s happy to do what his little girl wants.” And with that, the big man lowered his head until I could feel the hot gust of his breath against the backs of my thighs, against the sweet vee of my pussy. My cunt immediately gushed, an aroma surrounding the big man, causing him to chuckle, totally aware of my arousal. “Of course Daddy will kiss it for you,” he rumbled again before dipping his mo
“Oh god Daddy,” I mewled, my hands going back to cup my ass cheeks, to pull apart the flesh to show him my sweet slit, baring it all. “Please fuck me, fuck me.”But despite the iron hard shaft beneath my belly, Rob resisted. Instead, he merely chuckled deep in his chest.“Sure baby girl, I’ll fuck you with my mouth this first time, how’d you like that?” he growled, and not waiting for an answer, he made his tongue into a spear, hard and pointy, and pulled my pussy lips apart to get in deep once again. Oh shit, it felt so good, feeling his appendage worm its way up my vaginal passage, tasting me, pushing up against my internal walls, warm, wet, hot, so slick, and so dirty. But just when I thought I would pass out from the delicious sensations, suddenly Rob stopped. What the? Why was he stopping right when we got to the best part? I jolted awake, eyes flying open.“What is it?” I huffed, craning my head to try and look at him. “Why’d you stop?” I mewled, hips wriggling. “I need it!”And
And Rob went at me non-stop. He burrowed further up my twat, licking my hymen, pushing his tongue against the soft tissue that was all his, the proof of my virginity. He drank my hot gushes, letting each swallow of white run down his throat, my ambrosia so sweet and delectable while fingering my bud, driving me higher and higher.“Unnnh!” I cried again, and this time, it was too much. I was a virgin and the naughtiness pushed me over the edge, senses on fire. For better or worse, I completely lost it and passed out, it was so good, so hot, so amazing, that my vision went white and then black. I literally lost myself, collapsing into a limp heap in his lap, everything still except for a few remaining quivers of my pussy, a few aftershocks that couldn’t be stopped.It was the most amazing experience of my life, the most incredible, life-transforming series of sensations, and when I came to, I was cuddled in the big man’s arms, safe against the broad chest.“Mmm?” I murmured, sleepy and
But those words were haunting me now, because shit, how times have changed. With her new body, it wasn’t about having a kid like Mandy anymore. It was about having Mandy herself now. I wanted that sweet ass to squeeze, those huge breasts pressed against my chest, the little girl gasping and wriggling as I pushed in deep. I wanted it all. Not a kid like Mandy, but Mandy the girl, the woman, all to myself.So against my better judgment, I accepted Linda and Ray’s invitation for a weekend at their summer home, fully aware that Mandy would be there too. It’s been over a year since I’ve seen her, and yeah, I’ll be in close quarters with the tantalizing teen for two nights, but that’s the thing. It’s only two nights. I can damn well handle myself, keeping a leash on it. Sure, she was sex walking around on two legs, but shit, I’d take a sedative if I had to, knock myself out if it came to that. So yeah, I’ll manage. Even if it comes down to pills and wanking off in the shower three times a d
RobShit, Mandy’s dirty. Sure, I instigated it. I hauled her over my lap and sucked her thigh, kissed the crease between her leg and ass. But shit, the aroma of her pussy was so strong, so heavy in the air that I practically burst right there. I don’t know if the brunette knew, but her panties were soaked through, and the minute I whipped off her shorts, I practically exploded seeing that huge wet spot at the crotch, the trickle of juice edging down her thigh, she wanted it so bad. Yeah, my baby’s dirty, and I fuckin’ love it.Because everything about Mandy is horny and wet. Those big boobies, the way they bounce, tempting me, her nipples drawn like magnets to my mouth, glistening with saliva. That sweet, sweet snatch, with its smell, the bloom of ripe female, cunt ready and dripping. Shit, the constant scent of hungry pussy drives me nuts, makes me fucking wacko.And Mandy’s no shy pansy. After I licked her hymen, she turned to me and whispered, “What’s next Daddy? Teach me.” I groan
“We’re gonna go slow,” I rumbled, our eye contact electric. “This first time you’re just gonna suck Daddy’s dick while we figure out the birth control thing, okay honey? You’re gonna learn to drink Daddy’s cum.”And I thought Mandy would be into it, that she’d attack my cock with gusto, that we’d be move straight away into nastiness. But instead, the brunette sat back on her heels and shook her head slowly, small chin resolute.“No Mr. Parker,” she whispered. “I don’t want to use anything, not with you. I want to feel you deep inside me, nothing but you.”And I practically jizzed again. What the fuck was going on? I’d come so close to wetting myself multiple times during my session with her, it was a new world record. Shit, I’d ejaculated in my car, messing up the white leather with semen, Mandy drove me to such extremes. And now she was saying no condom? No nothing? I seized her eyes, my blue ones blazing.“Honey, do you understand what you’re saying?” I ground out. “You’re eighteen.
“Honey,” I rasped. “If my sperm’s coming out of your hungry pussy, you bet I’m gonna taste that cream pie, I’m gonna suck it up out of you,” I began. But Mandy cut me off.“No!” she exclaimed, sitting back. “Daddy I want it to stay in me, I want that hot goodness to stay in me, your sperm belongs in my body,” she exclaimed emphatically. “There’s no better place for it.”And I groaned again. Shit, we were going to have to re-visit this subject ASAP, Mandy clearly wasn’t thinking straight about the birds and the bees. But this wasn’t the time, I needed it too bad and I was so fucking closet to the edge.“Honey, we’ll talk about it more later,” I ground out. “My cum in your body and all that, it’s a complicated subject.” It wasn’t complicated at all, the eighteen year-old was fertile as shit and just one fuck would probably do it, the brunette would become a mommy. “But now’s not the time,” I commanded, forcing the thoughts from my head. “Suck me, taste Daddy, taste what I have to give y
EpilogueRachelSeven months later.I’m heavily pregnant, and I feel like the broad side of a barn. I can’t see my feet. I can’t feel my ass. I’m just fat everywhere, and I love it so damn much. I haven’t had the easiest pregnancy, but it’s been wonderful nonetheless because my dreams have finally come true.After we made-up, things went into hyperdrive. Max settled in New York, buying a huge apartment for us to share, and I moved in with him right away. We converted one of the spare bedrooms into a nursery, and my boyfriend has been going crazy furnishing it with a crib, dresser, and a plethora of stuffed animals that our baby won’t be able to play with until he’s at least a year old. But even if it’s over the top, I love it. Max is beyond excited to be a father, and I’m so happy that that’s the case.Not only that, but Max has cut back on his traveling because he wants to be here for me and the baby. Don’t get me wrong: my boyfriend is absolutely in demand, but he restricts his busi
“I know,” she says in a muffled voice. “And I’m so sorry for the mix-up.”I merely wipe her tears away with my thumb.“Rachel Champion, I can’t believe you think I’d take up with a brat like Katy when I am desperately in love with you.”At that, she looks up, her eyes wide and surprised.“What did you say?” she whispers.But my motivations are true, and I pull her against me once more.“I love you, Rachel. I think I fell into lust that first afternoon when I came upon you sunbathing by the pool. But it turned into something more during the time we spent at the cottage, and now, I want to be with you, sweet girl. Permanently.”She sobs even harder, and I stroke her hair and continue.“I’ve been trying to figure out how to get in touch with you over the last few days, and came up with nada, so honey, don’t be angry, but I went to your parents’ apartment and got your address.”She gasps then, staring at me.“You told Maurice about us?”“Your mom, too,” I say with a small smile. “Thankful
MaxI rush to the East Village like a madman. I wouldn’t be surprised if my hair is on fire, I’m that desperate. But when I come to Rachel’s apartment building, I pause for a moment. There’s no sense in looking like a crazy person, even if I am one.Fortunately, one of her neighbors exits right when I’m entering, so I don’t have to buzz up. Instead, I climb the rickety stairs to the third floor and stand before Rachel’s door with my hand poised. Then I knock in what I hope is a firm, assured manner.To my surprise, the curvy girl answers immediately. She must have been expecting take-out because she’s got her wallet in one hand, already open. But then she gasps, her eyes wide.“Max?”I look at her for the first time in far too long and notice all the little things. She’s gorgeous. Her hair is in a messy bun piled on top of her head, and she’s in baggy sweats, but they don’t do anything to conceal those sassy hills and valleys. If anything, she looks better natural like this, and very
MaxIt’s been seven days since Rachel left in the middle of the night to go back to New York to deliver a baby. It’s been six days since I last talked to her. Five days since I got called away for a last-minute job doing make-up for a young debutante. Evidently, Katy Mellon is graduating from high school and wanted her hair and make-up done professionally. She’s a brat, but the job paid well, and I decided to take it.But now, I need to talk to Rachel. I’ve called her a million times, but she never picks up. Not only that, but my emails and texts have gone unanswered. What the hell?As a result, it’s come to this. I’m standing in front of her parents’ apartment building, ready to ring the bell. I need to get in touch with his daughter, and now Maurice is my only hope. Surely he won’t kill me for dating his daughter. Or will he?I groan into my hands. Of course he’s going to kill me because a man never expects his oldest friend to bang the little girl he raised. And I did it on his pro
My best friend gazes at me from the video screen with a concerned look on her face, likely because I’m pale and trembling.“I’m pregnant,” I say without any preamble.Her jaw drops. “The test results came back!”“Yes, they did. I am absolutely, one hundred percent pregnant. They did a blood test and all that.”Laurelin’s eyes go wide as she bounces her baby on her knee.“Holy shit, Rach. Do you know if it’s Danny’s child? Or Max’s?”I let out a slow exhale.“It’s Max’s for sure because Danny and I didn’t have sex for months before we broke up.”She lets out a big breath. “Oh, thank God.”“Small favors, right?”She nods.“So have you told the father yet?”I take a deep breath.“No, not yet. I mean, it’s just so unexpected! This whole thing, I don’t even know how to describe it. We were only at the cottage together because of a scheduling mistake by my parents!”Laurelin nods.“Yes, but Max knows how babies are made. And you did say you guys were going at it like rabbits.” I nod, biting
RachelI wake up the next morning feeling groggy and out of sorts. My muscles are sore from falling asleep in a weird position, and I stand to stretch. Oof! I need a massage, but that probably won’t happen today. Instead, I get up and head into the bathroom for a much-needed hot shower. The water feels good pounding on my frame, and by the time I’m dressed and made-up, I’m feeling more alive.I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge. The date on the milk is only one day out, so I open it and lift it to my nose. But the smell makes me so nauseous that I literally gag and run to the sink before pouring it out with my nostrils pinched shut. Ugh, that was so gross and I flush the entire mess with a bolt of water from the faucet. How disgusting.I decide to cook some eggs and waffles, but those also make me horrifically sick, so I give up and just nibble on some dry crackers. I wonder if something’s going around?At that moment, Laurelin calls and asks if I want to meet her for sushi at
RachelAfter four blissful days and nights wrapped in Max’s arms, suddenly I’m leaving. One of my clients has gone into early labor, and I have to get back to the city asap.I wake Max in the darkness of the pre-dawn morning. At first, he’s sleepy and growly, but then he sits up when he sees I’m dressed and packed.“What’s going on, sweetheart? Is everything okay? Are your parents okay?”I smile in the darkness.“Everything’s fine. I just have a patient who’s in labor really early. I need to head back to the city.”He lets out a breath and says, “Okay, give me a few minutes, and I’ll drive you.”I shake my head.“No no, it’s okay. Go back to sleep. Rest. I do this all the time, so I’m used to getting dragged out of bed for false alarms. The baby probably just wants to make herself known, so she’s kicking up a storm right now. It’s fine.”“You sure?” he asks, frowning.“I’m positive. Go back to sleep. We’ll talk soon.”He nods.“Okay. Will you be back tonight?”I sling my pack over one
Suddenly, it strikes me. Rachel’s absolutely beautiful. Not just her face and her curves, but her soul is gorgeous. I find myself regretting the fact that soon enough, life will take us on our different paths. Rather abruptly, I interrupt.“How long do you think you can stay at the cottage?”Rachel’s face falls a bit at the change in subject. She laughs, but there’s a regretful undertone to it.“To be honest, I probably need to head back before the weekend.”My heart contracts. Fuck. It’s already Tuesday, which gives us only a few more days together. Suddenly, I want her to stay, and I want our idyllic vacation to continue forever. But she can’t because there are babies waiting to be born, and I can’t either, because I have a business to tend to. So instead, I school my expression into neutrality.“Of course. A job is a job, and these kids come when they feel like it.”She merely smiles faintly. “Yes, that’s true. But what about you, Max? What does the next chapter hold for you?”I lo
MaxOur food arrives, and we dig in, the conversation dying down a bit. In the middle of her lobster roll, Rachel looks up and blinks.“Do you ever miss being in one place? After a lifetime of travel, do you think you could settle down?”Wow, that’s a big question, but this woman already means a lot to me, and she deserves an honest answer. I sit back from the table for a moment and just look at her pretty features. “I don’t know. I never did, at least not until recently. The Max Wyndham brand has been around for a while now, and it’s pretty established. I don’t have to hustle the way I used to, that’s for sure.”Rachel nods, her eyes wide.“Of course, everyone knows you, even people not in the beauty industry. You’re huge, Uncle Max!”I nod.“Yeah, and it keeps me on my toes. I have a deal with Sephora where I need to do an appearance whenever they open a new store.”Rachel gasps, her brown eyes wide.“But there are so many Sephoras, and they’re always opening new locations all over