Release Me Father

Samantha is a beautiful 24-year-old woman, with long blonde hair that cascades down her back in loose waves. Her piercing blue eyes sparkle with mischief, reflecting the sunlight that streams through her apartment windows. She stands at 5'6', with a toned and tanned body that is the result of her love for fitness and yoga.As she walks through the family home, she gazes at herself in the mirror. She's wearing a red sports bra that hugs her ample breasts, showcasing her toned stomach and defined abs. Her red yoga pants cling to her curves, accentuating her heart-shaped ass. Her dainty little white ankle socks and red Nike trainers complete her outfit, giving her a sporty and sexy look.Samantha let out a satisfied sigh as she remembered the intense hot yoga session she had just completed. Her body was still tingling from the heat and her skin glistened with sweat. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, and a familiar feeling of desire and need began to stir within her.Ever sin

I am twenty-one years old and I have worked hard to maintain my athletic and toned figure. I have always been proud of my body, and I love how my tight ass looks in my revealing workout gear. My long, dark hair falls in waves down my back and my emerald green eyes glisten with desire. My name is Isabella, but most people call me Bella. I have been dating my boyfriend, Jake, for over a year now. He is the sweetest guy and I adore him. He always compliments me on my athletic body, and it makes me feel desired. But lately, I have been having illicit thoughts about his father, Daniel. He is in his late forties, but he is still trim and handsome. His silver hair only adds to his rugged charm, and I find myself getting wet whenever he is around. I know it's wrong and I try to push the thoughts out of my mind, but they keep creeping back. I have never been attracted to older men before, but there is something about Daniel that draws me in. Maybe it's the way he walks with confidence, or t

I wipe the cream, and he suckles onto my finger until he can’t taste anymore sweetness. Daddy knows how to take care of me.Daddy comes inside of me while he continues to take all my sweet cream from my jugs. I feel myself coming for him and my body shakes violently with pleasure.The pain is gone, just like he said it would be! Fuck, he doesn’t know how good it is that he can work his magic on my body.“I knew it the other day when you were bending over and you gasped in pain, grabbing onto your tits through your shirt. You didn’t think that anyone was watching you.” He whispers his confession to me.“You’re not mad daddy?” I pout at him.“I’m not mad, I’m going to help you through this. There’s no one else that’s going to suckle that creamy milk out of your jugs. Once they start filling it hurts like hell, that’s what I hear. I want to be the one that comforts you.” He slides his cock out of me, kissing me tenderly on the mouth and leaves my room.I lay there for a few more minutes

Two more weeks. That was all the time that remained before Melanie would finally get to leave her small hometown to start her new college life in the big city. Melanie had just turned eighteen years old, but it felt like she had been waiting an entire lifetime for this day to come.Her parents were both ranchers and had homeschooled Melanie for her whole life. They had always hoped she would follow in their footsteps and begin working on the ranch full time when she finished high school. But, Melanie had no interest in continuing to live the small-town ranching life for a second longer than she had to.For as long as she could remember, Melanie dreamed of going to school as far away from her parents, and her sheltered small-town life, as possible. She dreamed of making new friends and of maybe even finding a boyfriend. As it was now, her conservative parents hardly let her look at boys, much less date any.In two weeks, Melanie's dream would finally be coming true, and she couldn't

Just then, Melanie felt something hard poke into the side of her waist. She looked down to see Dr. Taylor’s erection pressing against her. It felt firm and meaty, and Melanie bit her lip at the thought of reaching out to touch it. She wondered how Dr. Taylor would react if she did.She was about to find out when Dr. Taylor distracted her by speaking."Your breasts are in excellent shape, Melanie. You have very responsive nipples.”He pinched them and rolled them between his fingers. Melanie wrinkled her forehead and bit back a moan as Dr. Taylor smiled down at her.“Is that ... a g-good thing?” she asked through short, quivery breaths.“Oh yes,” said Dr. Taylor. “That’s very good.”He pressed his stiff cock harder into her side and gave each of her nipples a final sharp twist. Then, he abruptly halted his assault on them and backed away from the edge of the bed to reach for something in his medical bag. He turned around holding a small plastic tube that narrowed to a rounded metal po