LOGINThe reason for my comment went right over his head as he concentrated on my magnificent body getting ready to be spiked by his lighthouse-shaped tool.Watching my shapely form descend slowly onto his cock clearly brought back fond memories of my mother, his long-lost lover. This was the first real intercourse he was about to enjoy since he lost his wife, and there were so many similarities between mother and daughter now that I had blossomed. He was hoping that if I could fuck half as well as my mother it would be tremendous. He couldn’t wait… yet he still couldn’t quite get it out of his mind that this was his young daughter, only six months out of school.I was right. His thick rod slid effortlessly to its hilt inside me as I looked down and watched it slowly disappear. He was wide-eyed too, watching a moment of his life he could only have dreamed about in the times when he watched my youthful curvaceous figure emerging into young adulthood.“You are so tight… it’s incredible,” he s
I had perfected the pressure with my full lips and began concentrating on the more vulnerable underside of his glans, flicking my tongue around its most sensitive area as I zigzagged his knob in and out of my mouth with ever-increasing speed. One hand held his balls tightly while the other gripped the base of his long shaft, stretching it back tightly with downward pressure. He was coming into the home straight in a fast finishing burst.“Oooohh… keep going! Oooooooh keep going faster… that’s it… Ooooohh June… my cock’s coming in your mouth… Aaaaaaaargh!”I felt the sudden surge of thick white glue filling my mouth so fast I gulped it down, then jerked his cock out just as the second, third and fourth bursts splashed across my face, some landing in my hair, my forehead, across my cheeks, across my nose… my mouth was drenched with sperm running down my chin. My tongue was hanging out with a thick wad stuck under it, another thick wad hanging off the tip and dripping down onto my boobs.
He completely devoured my pussy. Not one tiny part escaped his tongue and lips. I was reaching the peak, watching him crouched between my thighs, my legs spread-eagled over his shoulders. The sheer thrill of his touch, of what he was doing, of being completely naked before him, the feeling of utter helplessness as he held me almost upside-down off the floor… it drove me crazy. The climax came like an express train.“Oooohh Dadddeee… do it! Do it! Do it! Suck my cunt harder and harder! I’m yours, Daddy… please don’t stop! Do it! Yeeeeeeeesssss!!”My body jerked suddenly and stiffened in an orgasmic thrust. I screeched as the mountainous avalanche of released tension crashed through me. I shook in his arms, then finally flopped limp and sobbing.I cried unashamedly. He panicked for a moment, but I turned to him with my big bedroom eyes full of genuine endearment.“Oh Daddy… oh Daddy… I’ve never been so happy in my life. I’m crying because I’m so happy… so happy. It was beautiful.”“Oh D
He shook his head in disbelief but he played along. “I see a completely smooth, fat, bare pussy with very sexy lips.”“Yes, Daddy… and she’s just a schoolgirl. Doesn’t that excite you?”“Well… arr…”“Come on, Daaaddeee… be honest. You’re staring at a young girl’s virgin pussy, and she’s letting you check her out. Doesn’t that make you want to do something?”“June, that’s a terrible thing to say. I’m not into schoolgirls!”“Oh come on, Daddy, I know that… but I bet you wish you could when they’re as delicious as me. I am delicious, aren’t I?”“Yes… of course you are.”“Yes, my darling Daddy… and I’m just like those other schoolgirls. So if you think I’m delicious, you must think the same about other girls my age. Touch me, Daddy. Kiss me on the pussy… and you can pretend it’s the schoolgirl on the beach if you like.”“June, you are my daughter and not some make-believe schoolgirl on a beach somewhere, and you’re standing in our home in next to nothing and...”“And all you’re wearing, D
I was still parked kerbside just around the corner, waiting out the fifteen minutes I’d promised myself. When the time was up, I slowly pulled the Beamer into the driveway and gave the air horn a long, deliberate blast so he’d know I was home, just in case he was still scrambling to get dressed.I walked in and found him standing there in nothing but a bathrobe. “You rang just as I was about to get in the shower, and you arrived just as I got out.”“Oh, that’s okay, Daddy,” I said, letting my eyes drift down those strong, hairy legs. “Please don’t get out of your robe. You look just gorgeous and so masculine. Don’t spoil my evening by climbing into that old tracksuit again for heaven’s sake. Go grab yourself a beer from the fridge and wait for me on the couch. I’ve got something new I just bought that I want to show you… but I’ll just duck into the bathroom first to freshen up.”I disappeared into the shower and scrubbed myself inside and out, still thinking how lucky I’d been not to
I practiced many times trying to mimic my mother, knowing that fingers and the pussy were hand-in-glove to lovemaking pleasure. Being in love must make a woman so happy, and I so much wanted to be like my mother. At the time, I couldn’t wait to tell my classmates what I had discovered.If only I had had the chance to discuss it with my mother before a drunk driver killed her. For most of the next twelve months, I lost all interest in my own pussy and thoughts of pleasure, but as time healed the sadness of losing her, I began to feel stronger affection for my stepfather. He had married my mother five years after I was born. Now, with the ultra-sexy micro bikini in hand that I intended to parade for him, I wanted him to see me as I was today, not the flaunting kid I used to be. In my eyes, my stepfather was my hero. He has never remarried and raised me on his own since I was almost nine. Nor did he ever exploit my innocence when he so easily could have.At school, my classmates exchange







