#sex story

So I know I have been promising another summer story for a while…and here it is!  Happy New Year, lovely followers.  I hope you like!

                Nights out were always a good time.  They basically amounted to getting way dressed up and drinking massive quantities of alcohol.  I was already doing fine with those two; I was wearing a strappy bustier-style crop top and a tight navy blue skirt with black heels and doing tequila shots because the bartender and I decided we were BFFs.  And since it was tequila, I knew I was going to also want to blow off some sexual steam.
                Lara was one of my good friends from Scotland.  She was essentially the stereotype of a good old Scottish Lass that I had created in my head.  She had wavy, perfect red hair, big green eyes, and creamy skin that was dotted with freckles.  She also had a pouty, beautiful mouth that swore like a sailor, said what she thought, and could handle her booze.  So naturally we were best friends.  On other nights before this one she had always given me the vibe; I was basically certain that if I wanted something to happen, then it would.  And tipsy of tequila I knew that something was going to happen.
                When we got back to the lake she and I split off from the rest of the group to try to walk off some of our giggly drunkenness before bed.  We ended up by the waterfront and climbed into one of the sheds used to store some equipment.  We were laughing and being disgustingly flirty when talk turned to high school.  “I never know how to deal with the high school kids,” she sighed.  “They are so different than I was at that age!”
                “I know what you mean,” I replied.  “But just talk about shoes or TV or One Direction and you’ll be fine.”
                “Yeah.  I wonder what they did with the other counselors tonight.  Probably just played truth or dare and the tried to sneak out,” she laughed.  “I’ve never really played truth or dare.  None of my friends were into that stuff.”
                “Seriously?  I mean it’s stupid but fun.  We totally should sometime!”
                Lara looked at me intently.  “Why not right now?”
                I smiled, “right now?  Just the two of us?”
                “I’d play any game with you,” she purred.
                At that point there was no doubt in my mind that it was on.  It took all my self-control to not rip her clothes right off of her, but instead I leaned against the wall.  “Truth or dare?”
                “Truth.”
                “First time you had sex,” I asked.  I wasn’t wasting time.  It went back and forth like that for a while; asking sexual and intimate questions and stupid dares that were in no way sexual.  Until I answered dare and she grinned  wicked little smile.  “I dare you to flash me.”
                I took my time.  There was no laughing or screaming or quick jerking up and down of my top.  Unlike when I’m usually dared to flash, I actually wanted to show her my tits, and so I was going to do it right.  My top was too tight to be pulled up, so instead I ran my hands down my neck and slowly massaged the tops of my breasts over the top.  Then I pulled it down below my tits and they escaped with a little bounce.  I caressed them gently, looking at the hungry look in her eye, before tucking them back away.  She caught her breath for a moment before bursting out “dare.  Give me a dare.”
                I leaned in to whisper “take of your panties.”  In a flash her hand were up her skirt and tearing off a black lace thong that she waved back and forth before tossing it aside.  “Truth or dare?”
                “Dare,” I breathed.  She laughed.
                “I dare you to count to thirty.  In that time you can’t move or speak, no matter what I might do.”
                “One…two…” as soon as I began she started crawling across the floor to me.  By the time I reached five she had pushed my legs open, forcing my skirt to slide up.  Then she ducked her head down to slowly slide her tongue up and down my slit.  When I got to twenty she started rolling my clit with her tongue, and when I was finally to thirty I could barely get the words out because I was trying not to moan too loudly.  And then she stopped.  But I knew that I was done with the little game.  I slid off her top and pulled down her skirt; admiring her smooth and gorgeous breasts and massaging them gently.  As she ripped off my top I began to roll her nipples between my fingers until they were nice and hard and aroused.  She moaned as I licked and sucked at her perfect tits and I heard her rough Scottish brogue mummer “Oh, I need you right now.”
                I laid her down on the floor and ran my tongue down to her stomach.  But instead of dropping down to her pussy like I knew she wanted, I slowly kissed my way up the inside of her thighs.  By the time I reached her wet little slit, she was moaning and her hips had lifted off the floor, filled with lust.  I let my tongue slide up and down her silky cunt slowly before plunging it in and out of her.  Then I moved my lips to her clit and sucked it firmly in my mouth, moaning deeply so that her swollen clit vibrated deep inside my mouth.  That about sent her over the edge and she grabbed rough handfuls of my hair and tried to force my head deeper into her drenched pussy.  I sucked her clit in and out of my mouth, gaining speed as her hips bucked and writhed wildly.  When I knew she was close I added a single finger; drilling it deep inside her with a corkscrewing motion and plunging it in and back out while still giving her clit some very special attention.  I felt her whole body tense and tremble as the wave of orgasm hit her and she screamed out my name.  I didn’t let up until her pussy came two more times and finally she moaned out “Oh god I can’t cum anymore!”  I licked up every bit of her and let her catch her breath; trying not to focus on how wet my own cunt currently was, and how badly I wanted that tongue back on me.
                Once Lara had caught her breath she stood up and pulled me up with her.  “Bend over,” she moaned.  I turned around and bent down; grabbing my ankles right above the heels I still had on and feeling a warm breeze play across my displayed little pussy.  “Oh my,” she murmured, “what a beautiful sight.  Are you ready for me, dear?”
                I nodded my head and immediately felt her tongue latch onto me.   She licked up and down me before furiously flicking and sucking my clit with her hot tongue.  I gasped and moaned at how fast she worked me with that tongue, and I could feel my knees start to buckle.  Then she slid a finger inside me and fucked me with all she had.  My tight little pussy could barely take the deep thrusts of her two fingers as she hooked them up to vibrate my g spot.  I had to sink to my knees to keep from passing out or falling over; my ass and cunt still up in the air and at her mercy.  Her other hand began squeezing a tweaking my throbbing clit as she drilled me deeper and deeper until I shook with an amazing orgasm.  She didn’t stop until I was completely spent and happy from such a fantastic cum.  We knew we only had a little bit left until curfew, so we rushed to get dressed as opposed to going for round two.  But it certainly wasn’t the last time we had our way with each other that summer!

So many of you have been asking for a naughty summer story…and I love to give you what you want!  Consider this part one of many.

For the past few summers I have worked for a summer program in a very remote an removed area.  The best description of it really is a summer camp.  It is a top ranked camp, which means that the year round staff can be  extremely selective with who they hire.  Now, I know I promised something steamy, and this first part reads like a brochure, but I am trying to let you all know that clearly one of the hiring requirements is “hot as fuck."  I am not even kidding, there are people there from all over the world, in every kind of attractiveness.

So we all get there before the kids for some staff orientation.  This is an extremely awkward and magical time.  On the one hand, you kind of have free reign over a camp for a while.  On the other, most everyone is a complete stranger and you are wondering what the fuck you have gotten yourself into.  For me, there was someone I was already pretty familiar with…

I had met Jake the summer before.  He. Is. Great.  Really great person, even better body.  He is everything a good old Aussie surfer should be and we really hit it off.  Sadly, he had a girlfriend last year so we basically spent the summer in a pressure cooker of sexual tension; rubbing sunscreen on each others backs and trying to remember why cheating is wrong.  So when I saw him on the bus I was instantly ready to go.  The four hour bus ride seemed like 20 because the second I sat down next to him he flashed a perfect smile and said "hey love, guess who’s single this time around."  The only reason I was able to restrain myself was the fact that I was surrounded by people I had to live and work with for the next three months.

He found me in my cabin much later.  It was hot, so I was just wearing a tank top and my undies.  I was barely awake when he pulled me to my feet and out the door.  We walked around the woods for a while; I didn’t want to make the first move since I was feeling really stubborn.  When we came to the little clearing behind the rock wall though, Jake pushed me against the cool stone back and kissed me roughly.  That was about all the invitation I needed, so his pants were around his ankles in seconds.

He was already hard as I dropped to my knees; his cock about 8 inches…it was hard to tell in the dark.  I slowly trailed my tongue across the tip; circling and swirling it around a few times before drawing it deep into the back of throat.  I had never been so ready to flaunt my lack of gag reflex.  I wanted to be the first to show him how American girls can suck cock.  I had barely stared though before I felt his muscles stiffen and him pull me back to my feet.  "Not so fast,” he murmured.  “The first time I cum, I want it to be inside of you.”

He wrenched my arms up above my head, pinning me to the rock wall.  With one knee he spread my legs, shifted so that bot my wrists were held by one of his strong hands, and used the other to shove my panties to the side and slipped his dick deep inside me.  I felt my tight pussy walls clench around his girth; not too big that it really hurt, but it did make my breath run ragged.  Slowly he drew in and out of me, letting me feel every inch of what he had.  My hands were still above my head, giving us both a good view of my tits shaking as my breath become shorter.  When he finally let my hands go I wrapped them around his shoulders, pulling myself up so I could ease myself on and off, picking up speed.  He wrapped both my legs around his waist and pushed my back firmly into the wall as I started to really ride him.  He let one hand move to my breasts, teasing and tweaking each nipple until they were hard.  I moaned and arched my back on the next thrust to force him even deeper.  When his hips started also picking up speed I just about lost control.  I whispered into his ear “I want you to fuck me harder than anyone ever has.”

Jake didn’t need to be told twice.  He grabbed my ass firmly with this big hands to give me the right leverage to really rail his rock hard cock.  I could feel him hitting that spot and my pussy clench and relax around him.  I bit back a scream and kept going.  I could feel he was close so I started to roll my hips in a circle as I rode him to create a corkscrew effect.  I felt him lose his load with a shudder and a loud “Holy Fuck."  I was so close so I just kept riding him with all I had and like a good boy he moved his hand to my clit to drive me right over the edge.  He was still stiff inside me as I moaned out his name.

We walked back to the area of my cabin…both of us wanted a round two, but he was so jet lagged he didn’t know what day it was, and I had been awake for the last 33 hours.  So we reluctantly parted ways, but I made him promise next time he would let me suck him off.  With a grin he said "I will if you will, love.”

I’m pretty sure that 1 hour 23 minutes after getting off the bus is a camp record for fastest hook-up…

And Jake was only the first…next time?  A Scottish lass with a very dirty mouth…

I had a lot of requests from a story of my night last night, so here it is…

My fuck buddy, T, roughly pulled my shirt and shorts off.  I wasn’t wearing a bra or panties so she pushed my down on the bed and spread my legs wide.  With a smile she told me to stay still as she pulled out some rope from her bag.  She tied my ankles to the posts on her bed so that my pussy was spread.  She slowly ran a hand up my body and pushed my hands up over my head.  There she tied them to the remaining two posts of the bed and whispered “you’re mine now."  Then T left the room and I could hear her going to the bathroom; where I know she keeps all her fun toys.  I could feel myself get wet at the thought.  By the time she came back I was more than ready and begged "please just fuck me, babe."  She laughed and slowly began to peel off her panties and bra; winding her hips and throwing the lingerie on my once it was finally off her hot body.  I hadn’t even noticed what she had in her hand.  She bent over me and slowly licked and teased my tits, sucking and biting at my nipples until they were hard and swollen and sensitive just for her.  She rolled them in her fingers and tweaked them a few times; her pressure getting harder each time.  Then she pulled out two clothespins with a wicked grin.  I drew a breath; I had never done something like this before and didn’t know if I could take it.  "Remember our safe word, babe,” I moaned right before she firmly planted the first pin on my hard little nipple.  I cried out, but it quickly softened into a moan as the pleasure began to take over.  It was the same with the other tit; once the initial pain wore off it felt beyond amazing.  My nipples were constantly stimulated, but T was able to focus her hands and tongue on other areas…

T flicked the clothespins a few times to remind me she was in control before trailing her mouth slowly down my body.  Her tongue slid up and down my slit a few times and I whispered her name.  She knows just how to work a pussy; the right amount of tease and hard stimulation.  I lost track of what her mouth was doing to me because my mind was consumed with the coming orgasm.  My hips were writing, my hands trying to escape their bond so that I could grab her head and drive it deeper inside me.  When I came she didn’t slow down even for a second but took everything I gave her until I gave one last shudder and fell back on the bed, exhausted.  She finally removed her lips from me and slowly unclasped the clothespins, sending another wave of pleasure down my body.  They were sore but satisfied. just like every other inch of my body.

I waited for T to take off the restraints, but she was rummaging around with something on the floor that I couldn’t see.  When she finally sat up and saw the confused look on my face she laughed.  “I am not even close to being done with you.  You said you wanted it rough, and that is exactly what you’re going to get.  Rest up, sweetie."  She lay next to me and traced her fingers slowly around my body.  My heart rate returned to normal as I tried to prepare myself for round two.  I usually take longer breaks between orgasms and didn’t know if my tight little cunt could take it…

When T thought I was ready she revealed what she had hidden on the floor; a Hitachi Magic Wand.  I let out an involuntary moan.  I have been dying to try the wand, something T knows damn well.  She looked me straight in the eyes and said "I am going to destroy you with this.  It will not leave your hot pussy until I say so, until you have no more cum left in your body, until you are ready to pass out from orgasm.  Do you understand?"  I nodded and grabbed the rope with my hands.  She slid the wide head of the wand up and down my still dripping cunt a few times before turning it on.  Holy fuck.  I had never experienced suck intense vibrations and I came almost instantly.  T giggled like a child who had just found a new toy as she pressed it firmly to my clit as I came, my hips stretching off the bed.  I was breathing hard as she decreased the pressure; giving me a slight break but letting me still feel some slight vibrations.  She switched it to the pulsating setting that switched rapidly from low to high and pushed it back into me and I screamed out as another orgasm hit my body.  I screamed out her name, called for her to fuck me.  I was her little slut and i knew that as long as she had me tied and spread wide she was going to use and abuse me.

I lost track of how many times I came, how many different ways T used that magic little wand to make me moan.  I felt light headed, dizzy from the cum-lust I was in.  My hips weren’t grinding as hard and fast as before.  I had head of people passing out from orgasm but had never been close to feeling that before.  I refused to use the safe word though.  As the final orgasm hit my body I moaned "oh God, T, you really did destroy me."  Only then did I feel the wand leave my now soaked cunt and hear the motor stop.  T slowly licked my pussy slowly; helping me calmly come down from what felt like an orgasm high.  She wrapped herself around me and I could feel her wet pussy against my thigh.  "Untie me so I can return the favor."  She laughed and massaged my tits.  "You need your rest, my little doll,” she muttered.  “I came just watching you.  Return the favor later, when you have rebuilt your stamina."  I didn’t like that answer, but as soon as she untied me I felt myself drift off into sleep.

This morning I surprised her in the shower though, so I think all debts have been paid…

Hope you enjoyed, my sexy little followers!

So here is a sex story from last weekend!  Names have been changed, don’t judge my writing skills or memory too hard; I’ve found it’s actually really hard to recall every detail when you mind has been blown my an orgasm!  Hope you all like!

                It was benefactor night for the Nutcracker; our first real performance held exclusively for those who made some type of contribution to the ballet company.  The performance went well, but there was a cocktail reception held after.  Chatting with everyone was fine enough, but the performers had to stay in costume so we wouldn’t “shatter the illusion.”  I was thankfully allowed to take off my point shoes and replace them with canvas slippers, but I had to keep      on the flat tutu and spent the entire night trying not to knock over tray of appetizers or drinks.  I was the last dancer to finally excuse myself, not wanting to seem rude but it was past time to leave.
                I was exhausted; it was well past midnight and I had been at the theatre since eight am.  When I finally got back to the dressing rooms there were only a few dancers left and they were all hurrying home.  We exchanged weary goodnights and then I was left by myself in silence.  I sat in my makeup chair and sort of starred into the mirror, completely lost in my thoughts.  I always love these nights; the people who are in some way connected to the company are always so diverse.  It’s not a bunch of stuffy rich types; there are young family members, employees of other companies that have donated, or heirs to their family fortunes.  I was mentally going through my own performance when I heard footsteps coming down the hall.  In the mirror I saw a man emerge through the doorway, and my heartbeat immediately quickened.
                His name was Harry, and he had been coming to the ballet events for a while now.  We had started to build a relationship; flirting that eventually led to conversation but neither of us had ever had to guts to make a move.  I felt it would be unprofessional, and since he has never gone for it my bruised ego assumed I had misread the signals.  I turned gently in my chair, “hi, Mr. Bursse, I didn’t know anyone was still here.”
                He smiled and leaned against the door frame.  “Well, my dear, it seems I had a bit too much to drink.  I was just waiting for my ride, wandering around.”  Harry was tall, broad, and fit into his suit like he was born in it.  His deep brown hair had a slight wave to it and his nose was dotted with freckles; a surprise on his browned skin.  He had cracked a few jokes and laughed just carelessly enough at the cocktail reception to make me weak.  I couldn’t think of anything to say, so he crossed and sat down in the chair next to me.  “You were great tonight.”
                I blushed even deeper.  I hate talking about myself so I immediately tried to steer things to the choreographer or the set or anything else at all.  He nodded politely but always tried to bring it back around.  I didn’t think much of it until he draped his arm on the back of my chair to lean in closer.  “I mean it,” he said softly, “you breathed life into it.  It was very—exciting.”  And then he closed the gap between us with a deep, heat of the moment kiss.  I hungrily kissed him back; my mouth opening so that my tongue could lightly dart into his mouth.  He ran his hands along me, always wanting more, until I was straddling him in the chair and could feel his hard cock pushing against my leotard.  “I want you so badly,” he moaned.
                I didn’t need telling twice.  My fingers tore at the buttons on his shirt until I could feel the muscles in his chest beneath my hands.  He lifted me onto the counter in one swift move and started to fumble with the straps on my costume.  It took me a moment and then I giggled; he had no idea how to defeat the leotard.  He grinned sheepishly, “I didn’t want to rip it.”
                “You better not, Miss Christine will kill you.”  Smiling I slid off my pancake tutu and put it carefully back on the rack; feeling his eyes on me the whole time.  Then I gently began to pull down my leotard as I became painfully aware of how un-sexy my ballet bra is.  At least I didn’t have on underwear.  Once I had hung up the leotard I told him “you can do the rest if you want.”
                He crossed to me in a second, his mouth finding me once again as he ripped off my bra.  His large hands cupped my breasts gently, but as the heat built he began to roll my nipples in his fingers until they were hard for him.  I moaned and reached for his pants; brushing his cock as I undid them and let the slide to the floor.  He pushed me back onto the makeup counter and kissed his way down my body.  He licked and sucked my tits until I cried out.  I expected him to rip off my tights but instead he started to delicately unroll them.  The tease drove me wild, and I wriggled with anticipation as his face drew closer to my exposed pussy.  But I wanted a turn first, so when he finally threw my tights aside I quickly dropped to my knees and looked up at him before taking his cock in my hands and gently running it over.  I began to lick and tease the tip before sucking it shallowly into my mouth.  He purred and I went deeper, my hands now toying with his balls as my hungry mouth begged for every inch of his throbbing dick.  I drew his length in and out of my lips; slowly at first and then building speed as I felt his ass clench and his hips rock.  I knew he wouldn’t last long with my mouth working him so hard, so I drew his whole cock deep into my throat and moaned deeply so that his girth vibrated and his load spewed into my eager mouth.
                “Holy fuck,” he whispered, sitting down in the chair and pulling me on top of him.  He kissed me again before throwing me up on the counter yet again.  He nestled his head between my legs, but I needed more than his tongue.  I let him carry on for a while until I knew he would be stiff for me again.  “Oh God, I need your cock,” I finally moaned.  He grabbed a condom from his long-forgotten pants and I eagerly rolled it over his length.
                He was only too happy to oblige; sliding his tip up and down my wet slit before slowly pushing his way deep inside me.  As he drew himself in and out, building speed, my hips began to writhe and circle as I took every inch of him.  I arched my back and grabbed his shoulders and he began working my tits with a fevered enthusiasm.  Then his hand began working its way down my body and along my legs until he grabbed an ankle and hoisted it up behind my ear.  “A cliché, but I had to,” he smiled.  I wasn’t going to argue; his cock was now hitting new places and sending ripples on pleasure through my whole body.  We met every thrust until we both knew climax was close.  He began roughly rubbing my clit and I threw back my head as I felt the orgasm coming on.  He came quickly but continued to thrust and massage hard until my body shook with every wave of orgasm and I called out; echoing in the empty theatre.
                I wrapped my arms around him and tried to catch my breath until he finally withdrew and kissed me yet again.  He was quiet for a moment and then said “ so, when can we do that again?”
                “Depends.  When does your ride get here?”
                “I never called anyone,” he smiled, “I was just looking for an excuse.”
                “Well then,” I said, crossing to him and pressing my naked body to his, “it looks like you’re coming home with me tonight.”

Working on a sex story from the ballet last weekend…I’ll try and post it tomorrow.  Recounting it has me horny beyond belief; hope it does the same to you!

Another little thing i love is feeling my tongue on and around a soft nipple and while i play with it, feel it getting harder and harder, with the skin around warm and sensitive, while i feel the point of the nipple on my tongue.
At that point i love opening my mouth so that i can take the breast inside until the nipple hits the top of the inside of the mouth and tickles me. 
i know… strange, right? but sooo arousing…

A strange little thing i love is that moment when i lean forward to kiss her and just before i close my eyes, i get to see her closing hers and softly opening her lips. Just seeing that movement of her abandoning herself and closing her eyes with her face relaxing and lips opened, can make me go crazy with love and lust. 
 

I knew they were gay and that always made me pretty curios about how sex was for them, but it always remained an argument for fun conversations and nothing more. It did kinda arouse me, but having a girlfriend always kept me distracted.
At least until i was single again, and that gave me the perfect excuse to try new things.
That summer, just to cheer me up, they invited me for a relaxing trip on their boat near the Italian coast, with music, netflix a gaming console and good wine.

This situation with just the three of us in a small boat, jumping in the water and sun bathing naked, was a ticking sex bomb waiting to explode, but the fun part was the slow build-up of sexual tension, with small things like seeing each other have erections during the day and making jokes about it.. or for me, seeing them kiss naked and starting to ask my self if they were making a show of it on purpose or not… The first 2 days, we were naked only for sunbathing, but then, we just remained naked all day around the boat, and that made bumbing into each other much more interesting.
I found my self more and more aroused by small interactions like feeling a hand push me gently on my ass cheeks, just to pass by, or in tight passages, feeling my cock on the cock of another man.. I just couldn’t get that out of my mind and kept thinking about it all the time.
During the night, we would all sleep in a pretty tight room with not that much intimacy to be had. Having talked about sex naked al day, all of us were pretty horny and at one point during the night, i heard them start to kiss passionately and move closer in their bed.
I was on the other side of the room with a good view on them, illuminated by the moon light from a small window above.
While watching them start to touch and kiss, seeing one starting to play with the ass of the other, made me so horny i couldn’t resist. At first i pretended to be asleep, and they must have been thinking the same thing because they were trying to be quiet, but they got louder and moaning with pleasure when one penetrated the other, and i started masturbating watching them. That made them put on a show for me and they made it very clear when they were having an orgasm, so that i would cum too in my own bed, feeling all the hot cum on my chest watching them.
The next day i could only think about what happened and i knew they had a plan because they continued giggling and asking me if i missed sex and what sex fantasies i had. The conversation became hotter and hotter and in the afternoon to the mix we added a bottle of wine. That made me much more at ease with telling them how hot i found them, and talking about sex we all 3 started masturbating watching each others dicks.
After a little, one of them came up to take another bottle of wine, hidden behind me, and his dick was just a couple of inches from my mouth. I knew it was on purpose and enjoyed the smell of his precum. After trying to resist so much, i just couldn’t help it anymore, and my mouth opened letting hot breath on the tip of his cock. At this point he couldn’t resist either and just pushed his cock in my mouth. I started playing around with my tongue trying to understand how and what i should be doing, and at the same time enjoying the rush of adrenaline in my body and the new feeling of a warm dick in my mouth.
With  my eyes closed and him pushing deeper and faster in my mouth, i started feeling a wet hot mouth rapping it’s self around my cock too, and that pushed me over the top. I started moaning and feeling a sudden urge to let go of any resistance and just enjoy the ride.
My back arched in pleasure while i felt my cock swallowed full. A new sensation after that was feeling a wet finger playing with my ass and i knew where this was going. Curious about how it felt i opened my legs and in the same moment i felt the tongue that was just moments ago playing with my cock, slide along my balls and down to my ass. Feeling it inside me was so good and i couldn’t believe how well it felt when the fingers pushed inside against my prostate.
I was being used by them as their sexual toy and that made me feel so much more aroused.

In no more then 10 minutes after this, there i was, in the middle of them, feeling the tip of a cock push against my asshole, and suddenly i felt like the girls i fucked my hole life, and remembered how hot it was to see them open their asses to me. And so i did too, trying to replicate that, using my hands to open my ass cheeks, inviting that cock inside me.
On the other side, i was enjoying having a cock to suck, feeling the taste of precum and ever so often kissing the others mouth and feeling him have fun with his long tongue inside my mouth while playing around with my face, hair and nipples.

We were moaning harder and harder, with the sun setting and the sea waves taking us for a ride with the same rhythm. As i felt the orgasm nearing, i started to talk more, and tell them how i felt ant this aroused them even more, until they pushed inside me and before i could even understand what was happening, they both cumed inside my from both sides. I felt all the hot cum pour inside and made me feel so slutty and at the same time relaxed and free and thrilled to have given them so much pleasure.
They made me sit on my back and both licked my dick until i came too, and they liked all the cum of my body, while after that we kissed all three, until the sun set.

Another bottle of wine was finally opened and with some excellent food we laughed and talked about sex, life and friendship, thinking about how we would be sleeping that night, all 3 snuggled together.

It started with her just leaving the door open while she had a bath, so she could talk with her friend and new roommate in the other room. Usually the conversations ended up mentioning ex-boyfriends and she always had fun trying to make her talk about sex from the other room, while under the shampoo bubbles and hot water, she was secretly touching and fingering herself to her voice.
Their friendship started getting more and more intimate, as they were both having the same exams and so were always together at home, studying till late or watching tvseries.
As time past, her bath-play became bolder still, and she called her friend in the bathroom to keep her company, sitting a couple of feet from her, almost seeing her fingering… almost
She enjoied the risk of being seen but most of all, she loved watching her friends body and looking for small signs of arousal and how she reacted to seeing her naked while she got out of the bathtub, still talking about sex, and starting mentioning that one time she kissed a girl, for fun.
At the end of their second month as roommates, they were naked around the house often and she proposed taking a bath together.
Giggles and fun spanks on the ass cheeks, were a fun prelude, but both felt the sexual tension rising, and were biting their lips in anticipating, looking at each others body and feeling the warm water envelope them both as their legs started exploring and touching each other.
Then during baths, she would ask her friend to help her wash her back, but their was always some lotion or bathing product that was too far to reach. so she started getting up and taking the soap and shampoo from far away, so she could lean her breasts on hers and near her mouth, while her friend let off intentionally hot breaths on the nipples, just centimetres from her mouth.

On that day, she left the shampoo bottle waaaay up on the opposite side of the bathtub.. so this time she needed to get up on her legs on the border of the bathtub to try and reach it…the sexual tension was over the top, neither of them could resist anymore, and when her friend saw her climb up and open her legs in front of her face, and felt the warm pubic hairs, wet and curly, so close to her mouth, her entire world just blanked and something from deep inside her woke up, as she could not resist anymore and leaned over with her tongue deep inside her friends pussy, searching for the clit and feeling it hard and pulsating on the lips.
From up on her feet on the border of the bathtub, she let out a strong moan and her hand was suddenly in her friends hair, pushing her deeper and moving her pussy on that innocent looking face, after having fantasied and masturbating on her for months.
She got down, sitting legs open on the border of the bathtub, while taking her friend by the hair and guiding her mouth while she sucked her clit and slid her tongue deep inside.
The benefits of having a bathtub too small for 2 people were starting to show, as her friend, to lick her, had to bend so much that her ass was on the wall behind, very well in sight.. it would really be a shame not to play with it…
Just one finger insight that warm ass made her friend moan sooo hard that both felt an orgasm making it’s way inside their bodies.
One was feeling liberated to finally have her prey licking her pussy like that and feeling horny that she transformed that innocent girl into a wild animal ready to have sex like there was no tomorrow, and the other was confused and surprised but so thrilled to have the opportunity to make one of her deepest sex fantasies true, that nothing could stop her.

They both got out of the bathtub and kissed in the light of the sunset sun out of the large window. They looked in their eyes and giggled laughing on their way to the bedroom

But that is another story

There i was, naked and with my legs opened while she was putting on the strapon watching me masturbate. I was only 19 and loved the idea of experiment new things, so i ended up being convinced by her, 33, that there were a few tricks that she could teach me… At first it was mostly oral sex and i did learn well from her, while she sat on my face giving me instructions on how to best use my tongue and lips on her clit, pussy and asshole, but as i did i felt her hand start to play with not only my balls, but my ass too.
Young and with little experience, i just let her continue, and figured it was kinky enough that i could get turned on but not that big of a deal for the rest.
After an intense orgasm that i could feel deep in my mouth with all her pubic her wet on my red face, she got off and turned around to return the favour, she gently started sucking my cock and i relaxed and opened up my legs. That triggered an unexpected response when she started licking my cock, balls and suddenly my asshole. I could feel the wet tongue fiddling with my hole and it was such an incredible and wild sensation. I moaned loudly and she giggled in excitement. She returned sucking my cock, but this time really deeper and harder then i had ever experienced. It was such a shock to have felt all that unexpected pleasure and at the same time and i wanted more. Of course i was embarrassed and shy too and she must have noticed because her next move was to look at me and say: “you cute little thing.. you know ..if you want me to lick your ass more, you will have to tell me so out loud and beg for it…”
That triggered something soo deep in me that i almost had an orgasm just at the idea of saying such a thing out loud, but while i was there thinking about it, she got up, pushed her warm and wet pussy against my cock and started riding it wild and hard making me feel the tip all the way deep inside her womb. She took my face in her hands and pulled my hair and started biting my neck and licking my ear and with her tongue deep in my ear she said to me: “go on, say it… tell me you want your ass licked again..” and so i did, moaning with pleasure and feeling my cock so close to cuming it drove me crazy.
“Please, please lick my asshole again, please, oh god it felt so good”.
And so she did… but this time, making me sit on my all fours, and telling me to spread my ass cheeks so she could have a better view and lick deeper.
When she said “deeper” i had no idea how that would feel, but even thou i was excited by the tongue outside, the real surprise on this second round of assplay, was feeling penetrated by her tongue and feeling all the saliva drip from her mouth to my balls. At one point it was so much she god all the thick saliva in her hand and then got it all up again and used it to lube all around my ass starting to push a finger inside. At first it felt like the tongue, and i didn’t notice, but then i felt the finger bend inside and touch on what i would later learn is called “prostate”.
This caused a sudden rush of adrenaline and i couldn’t even begin to imagine what was on her mind. She got up and told me she was going to play a game and as i turned around, i saw the strapon in her hands.
I had never seen anything like it before and was already in fear of pain, but at the same time, until this point it all felt just incredible good!
I mumbled that i was unsure but she came near me and kissed my mouth with passion, and i felt her tongue open my lips and playing around with mine. The arousal was so hi i could melt and i would have done anything.
She told me to open wide and start masturbating, leaning on the sofa with my face upwards and my legs spread out. The strapon was black and i could see the point on my balls while she lubed my ass more, and feel the fake cock on my one. As i stopped for a moment i saw precum on the point of my cock and a drop fell on the head of the strapon. She smiled and took both in her hand and rubbed them together. Then the moment had arrived… The rubber point started entering and with my huge surprise my relaxed and lubed asshole just welcomed it inside like it were the most natural thing. I was captivated by the look in her eyes and seeing that she liked it so much and was so full of desire for me.
And as i felt the strapon penetrating me for the first time, and the pure lust in her eyes, the thing that surprised me most was seeing my reflection in the mirror, and finding it arousing, watching her play with me so completely while i could see my facial expressions betray the pleasure i was starting to feel.
I continued watching us in the mirror, confusing the roles, while both of us seemed bend inwards by the force of the orgasms reaching us from deep inside of us. She screamed in pleasure as she felt the other side of her strapon give her an orgasm, and the rapid pace of her strapon inside me, while i was looking at the mirror made me finally orgasm with streams of hot cum pouring on my chest and up to my face. Seeing me cum like this, and watching in the mirror, she made me get up and stand in front of the mirror, with her behind me, and my face and body still covered in cum. her strapon was in her hand and she took some of the cum on the black point and brought it to my mouth smiling in the mirror and telling me to clean it.

But that is another story

Plus, ask girls, playing with a soft, warm cock and feeling it all in the hand or mouth, with balls too, can be awesome for both. Not to mention feeling it slowly becoming harder inside her mouth. 

Chapter 1 http://futamorph.tumblr.com/post/146073267321/sofia-karlie-chapter-1

Three days passed in a haze for Sofia, her mind clouded with visions of the girl who sat in front of her. She imagined herself sitting at her desk, and Karlie walking into the classroom, her long blonde hair tussled and bright, she would lock eyes with Sofia and begin ripping off her top to expose her big perky tits, nipples standing at attention, and dropping her skirt to reveal her tight pussy, which was already dripping down her legs..

“Sofia..”

She would push Sofia to the floor, and straddle her, unbuttoning her pants and exposing her rock hard cock. She would gasp at how big it is and slowly inch her face closer and closer…

“Sofia are you listening?”

Her lips would be just about to touch it and she would whisper ‘Do you want me?’

“I want you..”

Suddenly there was giggling… wait, no, it was laughing. Sofia snapped out of her daydream and realized a couple people next to her were laughing, and her professor was looking at her with signs of irritation.

“Sofia are you paying attention at all?”

“I-Uh I want to.. I just… have a headache…”

“A headache… okaaayyy… why don’t you just leave class early if you can’t focus, and watch it on tape later. If you aren’t able to participate you might as well go home.” He seemed upset, but Sofia didn’t care right now, the party was tonight and this class was the last thing on her mind. She got up (hiding her stiff cock behind her bag as she was wont to do of late) and quietly left the class.

She still couldn’t believe that she was going to go to this party, she had never been to one before out of fear of people finding out her secret, but… Karlie was sooo…. perfect… Sofia was willing to risk everyone knowing, she just had to take a chance that… that Karlie would want her… want her… dick… that Karlie would want to go upstairs and..

“Sofia!”

Sofia dropped her bag as she heard none other than Karlie calling out her name. She was thankful that she was turned the other way or Karlie would have gotten quite the eyeful of the bulge in Sofia’s pants. She grabbed her bag and tried to look nonchalant.

“K-karlie, hey… ahhh. you ready for the party tonight?”

Karlie grinned a smile that made Sofia’s dick twitch and her pussy grow hotter. “Yeah, of course, but how are you doing? Not feeling sick any more I hope?”

“N-no I’m great, never better!” Sofia said nervously. “Looking forward to finally going to one.”

“A party? You… you’ve never been to one?”

'Dammit’ Sofia said to herself. “No, I… I just haven’t had the time..”

“Nonsense Sofy.” she laughed, placing her hardon Sofia’s back as they walked together. “You gotta make time to have fun, life’s to hard to be a wet blanket and just waste away doing nothing all day.”

Hard… Wet… it was like she was trying to get Sofia going now. She brushed her dark brown hair from her face and tried to make idle chitchat without staring at Karlie’s tits. Karlie was wearing a low cut shirt that showed off a good deal of cleavage and Sofia really just wanted to bury her face between those two warm pillows of love.

“Eyes up here..”

“W-what?”  Sofia panicked, Karlie had caught her. “I wasn’t-”

“Hey hey, it’s alright, I know I’ve got great tits, I like to look at them too.”

“I wasn’t… I mean I..”

“It’s okay if you… like girls..”

Sofia’s face went red and Karlie grinned. “I knew it! I saw the way you were looking at me, looking at my body… Well guess what… I’ve been looking at you too.”

“What?!”

“Your pretty cute you know. I’m not usually into girls… but I think I might make a exception for you… maybe..”

Sofia’s mind was racing, Karlie was… she was into her… like she really was attracted to her… but… but she didn’t know that she was… that she had a

“Here’s where i get off” She grinned. “I’ve got to go get ready for the party, and so do you. You got the time and place right?”

“U-uh yeah I remember from the flyer..”

“Right, so I’ll see you there, make sure you wear something slutty.” She gave her a wink and left toward her car.

Sofia was stunned. Karlie was… into girls, and she liked her and she wanted to… She had only half hoped that they would be drinking and something might happen, but now… now she knew that Karlie wanted her… wanted her dressed in something revealing.. How was she going to do that… there was no way she could hide how hard she was. She needed to hide how hard she was right now, her bag was sitting on the ground beside her and she was out in the open with a tent large enough to camp in. She frantically grabbed her stuff and hid her hardon, hoping that there wasn’t a wet spot to hide from behind. She had never been this wet or hard before, every movement as she made her way toward her dorm was either rubbing or pulling at something and it was all she could do to not cum just from all the extra stimulation.

Sofia had all of her clothes in a pile on her bed, there was nothing that was both slutty and able to conceal her girlcock. She pulled out a strapless black top that would show off her tits, they weren’t as large as Karlie’s but they were big enough to draw some eyes. That’s when she saw it, and old pair of jeans short she had that were just long enough to hide her dick. She had stopped wearing them because of a tear in the back that exposed half of one of her ass cheeks, but that was perfect, she took a knife and went to work making a few more holes that would like natural. When it was all done you could see at least 50% of her ass, but her balls and cock would be safely hidden, or at least as much as they ever were.

She gave herself a once over in the mirror, Her tits were on display, her ass was basically hanging out, and she was about to go to a party with a girl who was attracted to her. She didn’t even believe that she was awake and pinched her arm.

“owww fuck… okay… I’m awake… and going to a party…”

A few nervous hours passed as she waited until dark and made her way to the house where the part was. It was a little ways from campus and Sofia was freaking out about walking around in public dressed in such slutty clothing. Aside from a dirty look or two she didn’t have any trouble making it though she did end up being a little late while trying to keep herself concealed. She could hear the music from a few houses down, and cars lined the roadside. People were on the front lawn talking, and the door to the house was wide open. She saw people with solo cups inside, some were talking, others dancing, and none paying any attention to her. That was fine by her, she didn’t want anyone looking at her… well, almost nobody, there was one person she hoped would be looking at her…

Sofia stepped through the door and started to work her way through the crowd toward an empty spot by the back wall. The music was loud and the entire place was hot and already smelled like beer. Someone handed her a cup and she took it out of reflex, never catching sight of who handed it to her through the crowd. She made it to the open spot and breathed out heavily, the press of bodies would normally have gotten her dangerously hard, but today she was thankful for feeling nervous, it was helping to keep her dick in check and her large pussy dry. She sipped at her drink and tried to enjoy the music, she liked this song and was actually enjoying herself a little. Then someone tripped.

A guy who was carrying multiple drinks tripped and sent a full cup of beer spilling onto the tight white shirt of a girl. she shouted out in suprise but was laughing a moment later, her tits were easy to see through the wet white shirt and she pulled it up over her head and gave everyone a good view of her tits before demanding the shirt of the guy who ruined hers. Sofia nearly choked on her drink, her thick cock started to stir and she could feel herself getting aroused. With her other hand she tried to push down on her dick, to keep it tucked away, but she wasn’t having much luck.

There was no way to take care of this, she had to do something…there! An loveseat near the kitchen door was unoccupied and she started to work her way through the crowd toward it. She got stuck between a group dancing though, and as more people piled into the room the press of bodies was too much, she was trapped for a moment, and she felt something. A girl in front of her was grinding against her, her ass rubbing against Sofia’s cock without realizing that she was bumping up against a girl. Sofia wanted to try and get away, but the feeling of another girl on her dick was too much, she couldn’t bring herself to move. The girl could feel how huge the dick was she was grinding her ass against and she was more than a little impressed, either this guy had quite the erection going or he was hung like a horse. She turned to see who she was nearly giving a lap dance to, but there was just a girl behind her. She gave a confused frown and Sofia took her que to duck away. She eventually broke free from the crowd and nearly fell into the chair.

She could feel her heartbeat, not in her chest, but in her pants. The drink was strong and she was already feeling a little flush even after only having half a cup’s worth. She had always been a bit of a lightweight, but the combination of getting a little buzzed with having her dick rubbed was enough that she was having trouble not reaching her hand into her pants and…

“Sofia! Hey! It’s Karlie!” Karlie waved from the other side of the room, making her way toward Sofia. Time seemed to slow, Karlie was walking toward her, she was wearing a short skirt and a loose tanktop that did little to hide her tit, Sofia on the other hand was wearing a goofy smile and she had fourteen inches of girlcock poorly stuffed in her left pant leg, waiting for her. Karlie plopped down onto the loveseat, half in the seat half on Sofia’s right leg. “Looks like your already having some fun.” She nodded toward Sofia’s drink.

“I only had a little bit! It’s strong though!”

“Yeah Brian got the good shit this time! She laughed, twirling her blonde hair and snuggling up to Sofia. Sofia could feel her breathing on her neck, it was sending chills through her body despite the heat of the room, and she had to will herself to not loose it right there. "What took you so long to get here!?”

“I uhhh.. I-”

“Doesn’t matter, your here now!” Karlie’s hand slid up Sofia’s right thigh and she moaned loud enough that a few guys nearby started to grin and watched them. “Hey, you wanna dance or something!? Or should we go upstairs?!”

Karlie was actually inviting her… upstairs… to..

Karlie didn’t need an answer to know what Sofia wanted and she stood up pulling on Sofia’s hand. Sofia tried not to stumble as she was pulled up the stairs to the sound of excited cat calls from a few of the other party goers.

“I know it’s a bit early to go up here, but I there’s more than one reason I chose you to help me with that flyer.” She opened one of the bedroom doors and pushed Sofia in. “I was hoping that I could convince you to come to the party with me, I… I’ve been trying to get your attention for a while now.”

Sofia sat on the bed and just watched as Karlie shut the door and locked it, then began to walk toward her slowly. As she pulled the tie from her hair and let it loose, spilling over her shoulders in a golden cascade. She gave Sofia a hungry look. “So… Are you enjoying the party yet?”

Sofia nodded dumbly

“Then maybe you should… you… should…” Karlie’s words drifted off and dhe just kind of looked at Sofia. Sofia was confused for a moment before she realized that her pants weren’t concealing her dick as much as she hoped, there was a noticeable bulge in front and Karlie had certainly noticed it.

“Maybe… You should take off your pants…” Karlie walked forward and ogt on her knees at the foot of the bed, edging close to Sofia and looking up into her eyes. Sofia was so nervous, and so excited at the same time, she fumbled with the zipper to her pants until Karlie helped her. Karlie’s hand rubbed over her bulge and reached the zipper, pulling it down and exposing her pink boy shorts, which were already slick.

“So when were you gonna tell me?”

“Tell you?” Sofia tried to sound innocent.

Karlie gave her a oh really look and stuck her hand under Sofia’s shorts, grabbing her dick. “When were you gonna tell me that you were wearing a strap… on… wait… this is… Do you really have a..?”

“A dick… yeah… I..”

“You have a dick?”

“.. And a pussy… I was born with… with both..”

“T-thats… I mean… It’s… huge…”

“Y-yeah… I know… trust me it’s a bit of a hassle…”

“No… It’s… amazing…” She pulled down Sofia’s shorts and the fourteen inch beasts popped free, it’s shaft towering upwards toward Sofia’s breasts. “Holy fuck… that’s… I don’t even know if it will fit..” She took her hand and covered it in pre from Sofia’s thick head, and started to rub it up and down the length of it. Sofia gasped softly, she had never felt someone else touching it before, and she had to stopped herself from bucking her hips into Karlie’s hand. Karlie grinned as how sensitive Sofia was and began to gently lick at her glans.

Sofia’s mind was blank, all that mattered right now was the girl below her, her hands, one stroking her lengthy shaft while the other firmly cupped her balls, and her tongue trailing slowly around the edge of her tip. The feeling of Karlie’s hot breath as her tongue curled around Sofia’s girth was making her balls clench tight, and her pussy dripping wet. A few agonizingly wonderful moments passed until Karlie finally took Sofia’s head into her mouth. Sofia moaned loudly as she felt the warm confined of the other girl’s mouth. Her hand ran through Karlie’s hair and she gently pulled her forward. Karlie didn’t need further coaxing to take the thick dick deeper into her mouth. She slowly pushed her way downward until she was breathing out her nose with ten inches of girlcock in her mouth. She moved her head up and down slowly, Sofia’s dick bumping against the back of her throat. She had never taken something this big before and she fought through her gag reflex until her mouth relaxed a bit more.

Sofia was in heaven. She died and went to heaven, or at least that’s what it felt like. Every movement that Karlie made left Sofia at the edge of climax. She would tease her cock for a moment, then dive down on it until her cock was ramming the back of her throat, only to pull away and start licking precum off her tip. It was torture in the best way possible and Sofia would have worried that she was going to tear a chunk of the bed away with how hard she was gripping it had she been aware. Karlie could feel how stiff and heavy Sofia’s balls were, how badly she needed to cum, and though she had an aching need of her own to be filled she wanted to feel Sofia cum inside her, she wanted to taste her girlcum and she blew her load.

Karlie motioned for Sofia to pull her long blonde hair from her face, regretting having undid the tie that held it back. Sofia pulled it tightly and Karlie yelped a little, but the noise was muffled by the huge dick stretching her mouth wide, and she sucked harder as Sofia pulled. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down quickly, the feeling of Sofia’s sock ramming the back of her throat was nearly making her see stars but she didn’t care, and she adjusted position and was able to pick up speed a bit better. Sofia couldn’t take another moment, she had so much pent up inside her, she just needed… needed to.. Karlie rammed downwards and managed to take the full length of Sofia’s massive dick at the same moment that Sofia was ready to break. A torrent of cum flooded out of her, and her hot load shot into Karlie’s throat and mouth. Karlie eye’s bulged, it was so much cum, so much more than she had expected. A single drop managed to escaped her tightly closed lips and she struggled to keep it all in as Sofia continued to cum load after load. It seemed to go on forever, and Karlie felt like she was about to pass out when the cock slowly began to pull out. Sofia cum was warm and thick, slightly sweet salty with an earthy bitterness, Karlie was surprised that it tasted… kind of good… she actually liked the taste of it..

Sofia felt herself explode, it was like a bomb went off and blew up a damn inside her. She felt like years of shame and hiding had been washed away in a glorious deluge of cum. She was panting for breath nearly as badly as Karlie and she fell backwards onto the blankets, her leg twitched a little and she shivered in the coolness of the night air on her skin.

“Wow… that..” Karlie stretched her jaw a little. “That was a lot of cum… ”

“Yeah..”

“I was… wow… I mean.. Is it always that much?”

“No… that was…”

“Amazing… I’ve never… I mean,,, I’ve practiced before with …. things… but that’s the first time I’ve actually…”

'Your good… your great… that was… “

"That was great wasn’t it.” Karlie laughed. “You even taste great..” she got up and laid on the bed beside Sofia, curling up close to her. Her thighs squeezed tightly around Sofia’s and her breasts were rubbing against each other. Karlie leaned in and gave Sofia a kiss. Sofia tasted something strange and realized a second later that it was her cum, her first instinct was to pull back, but she couldn’t resist Karlie, and… she did taste good, she pushed closer, letting Karlie’s tongue explore her mouth while her hands roamed the blonde’s body. She found a pert nipple and started to trace a circle around it, slowly coming to it’s center and flicking it softly before pressing her hand against her tightly. Karlie moaned softly, her body was begging for attention, sucking Sofia off had left her a mess. Her pussy was drenched, and her clit needed to be touched, she desperately wished that Sofia’s hand would find their way down to her click folds.

Sofia gently trailed her hand over Krlie skin, watching as she arched her back, and thrust her hips slightly. Sofia’s hand eventually ran over Karlie’s navel and across her stomach until she reached her waiting sex. She could feel the intense heat and need from inches away, and as she began to inch closer to her prize she felt just how wet Karlie had got. Her mound was covered in her juices and Sofia cupped it with her hand, until she heard a needy mewl escape Karlie’s lips. Sofia started to gently rub at Karlie’s clit while two other fingers spread her and began to tease her labia. Karlie wasn’t in the mood for foreplay, she had waited long enough and she pulled Sofia’s arm and hand down, applying more pressure until she felt a finger slip in, and then another. Soon Sofia had three fingers driving into Karlie’s dripping pussy, keeping a steady pace as she rubbed her clit and fingered her. Karlie groaned, this was so much better when it was someone else doing it… Sofia was masterful in her attention to Karlie’s pussy, and she only stopped when she felt something touch her own. Karlie’s hand had snuck it’s way past her dick which was already hard again despite only a few minutes having passed. Now Karlie was feeling just how large Sofia’s pussy was.

Karlie wasn’t surprised somehow, it seemed right that with such a big dick she would have a nice wide hole and thick lips too. She didn’t wait for an invitation before she slipped two fingers inside her, only to realize that wasn’t going to be enough. She switched to using all five of them once she saw just how large Sofia was, and were they in a different position, she would easily have been fisting the dark haired herm. Sofia was eagerly thrusting into Karlie, spurred on by the feeling of her own cunny getting slammed by all five of the blonde’s fingers. The girls worked like a machine, pistoning in and out, as one girl entered, the other pulled out, and when she drove back in, the first would ease out. They could both feel it growing, both approaching an eruption of pleasure as they explored the depths of each others pussies. Karlie came first, her body tensing up, and then every became very light, a glowing warmth turned to fire for a moment and she shook as she gripped Sofia’s hand.

Sofia couldn’t hold back after feeling Karlie cum with her hand still inside her and she was hit with a orgasm of her own. The second was nearly as good as the first and she felt her body pulse and go limp as she squirted a small amount of her feminine juices down Karlie’s arm and shot a second load all over Karlie’s leg.

Karlie’s gasped at the sudden warm wetness, and grinned as she rubbed it over her leg, her eyes still closed and lost in the bliss of her post orgasm haze. Both the girls laid on the bed for what seemed like hours, the only sound was there ragged breathing and the echos of the base from the music below them. 

yesterday morning i woke up with my boyfriend and was already extremely wet. i told him this, so immediately he climbed on top of me and wiggled my panties off. he started fucking me from behind, except i was still laying comfortably in bed, not on all fours. it felt amazing, because he was pushing down on the small of my back and just crashing his hips into me. when he pulls almost all the way and then slams back into my pussy repeatedly, i can’t even describe how good it feels. he was losing his boner a bit so he rolled over and i used my hands to help him while i kissed his neck and shoulders. when he was ready, he goes, “okay, how do you want it now?” the way he said it was just one of the sexiest things i’ve heard him say in bed.

morning sex is so beautiful. without even bothering to open my eyes, i sleepily reach over to my boyfriend. we’re still underneath the covers, and i’m trying to find his hand. the tips of his fingers are underneath his elastic underwear band, so i put mine there too. i brush my thumb towards the middle of his crotch and feel that he is extremely hard. i rub him gently for a bit to make sure he’s into it and doesn’t just need to go to the bathroom. he starts to squirm, removing his shorts and i help him. it’s then when i open my eyes and i see him staring into mine, not even half open. i continue to give him a hand job while he rubs my butt and begins to remove my panties. i kiss his neck and he pulls me on top of him. i wasn’t very wet yet, so he grabbed his dick and teased me with just the tip of it. after a bit, i sat down on him and fall into his chest. it felt so good, waking me up. i rode on top for a while, looking down at his beautiful, sleepy face. when he bites his bottom lip it drives me crazy. he flips me over and puts me on my back. i wrap my legs around his butt while he’s on top. i love holding his face and watching his expressions change with each thrust. going a little faster, my eyes begin to roll back. he throws his face into my neck and moans and jerks, finishing inside of me. we stay in that position for a while, breathing heavily. he rolls over and i lay my head on his chest. a minute later is when the first words of the day are finally uttered, “i have to get up.”

Well  when she was about to go steady with her previous boyfriend, she admitted to me initially that she went on a date with a football player to a footy club party and got really wasted and fucked him and his friend. But just recently she admitted to fucking six boys that night…All this happened 2 nights before she went into a committed relationship with her ex boyfriend.

He never to this day knew of that night..

Do you think she should have told him? and does this make her a slut?

Admittedly it wasn’t all six at once, it was over the course of the night, but she did have 2 or 3 at once.

This is a very old one, but I haven’t posted anything in such a long time, so…
I wanted to write more for this, but I think it works as it is. :)

Tags: Daddy/daughter, incest, drugged, dub-con, somnophilia, impregnation, pregnant sex

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The night Mary confided in him was a bad night. He was more than shocked that his daughter wanted to have sex with her boyfriend of two months. Certainly, she was 18 and old enough to decide for herself, but the thought of her being fucked by that ‘boy’ Brian made his insides churn.

Yet, he listened to her shy questions, explained (in as least words as possible) how to satisfy a man. He even promised her to get the condoms, having no idea how it happened. Her big, pleading green eyes must have had something to do with it.

He could never resist her. Not when she’s been a baby, not now that she was a young woman.

He kept postponing the inevitable, claimed he had forgotten to fetch the condoms before he left his pharmacy. But the disappointed look in her lovely eyes and the pouting of her full pink lips pained him. He knew he would give in soon, give her the condoms and then hear her moans and the squeaking springs of the bed at night when she made love with that loser.

It was the next time he saw them together when he realized something shocking and most troublesome. Brian had come over for dinner as he did sometimes and there was nothing out of the ordinary. It was them giggling and laughing and then outside in the garden holding hands when it hit him: He wanted Mary all to himself! In every way possible.

Since this thought had crossed his mind, he stopped seeing her as a daughter. The girl in front of his eyes had vanished and instead he noticed her curvy hips, her full ass cheeks, her long tanned legs and her firm B-cup tits. Every night since that fatal change in their relationship (which she wasn’t even aware of), he would masturbate thinking of her, his wife lying next to him in the bed, sleeping.

Since his early twenties he hadn’t been so horny and he couldn’t stop wanking thinking about ravishing his daughter’s sweet little pussy.

He wanted her bad.

That’s when he started to drug her. Having a pharmacy made it all so easy. He just slipped a sleeping pill into her dinner or her drink when Mum wasn’t looking and then he had all night to play with her.

As soon as he was sure his wife was sleeping, he jumped out of bed and went into Mary’s room, locking the door behind him. He took his time admiring her after he pulled back the blanket, before he started to push up her night gown. And her panties down.

Gosh, how he loved that first whiff of her completely shaved cunt (he had recommended her shaving it all. Of course she had done what he had told her) when he spread her legs.

He knew every inch perfectly by now. Knew that nipping at her clit would drench her cunt within a minute. Her juices flew easily and he loved it. Sometimes he spent a full hour just licking her so wet her juices would soak the sheets. And her taste! Good heavens, he couldn’t get enough!

When he ate her out at night, he thought about Brian and how jealous he would be if  he could see him getting everything she was still denying him. He wondered how he would react if he knew that her father made her come at night at least three times only by using his skilled tongue and fingers.

„Brian will never be as good to you as I am, baby“, he liked to whisper in her ear when he was hovering above her, his pulled out and fully erect cock rubbing along her drenched bald cunt, soaking his shaft in her juices.
“I know what your little pussy needs, baby. It craves my tongue and my fingers, and most of all my big fat cock. Oh, how your puffy cunt wants him to tear her apart, baby. I can feel it”, he whispered and let the tip of his tongue slide over Mary’s lush lips.

“But tell you what. When the time comes and I fuck you, and I will, baby, then you will be wide awake, begging for my cock.”

No, he never fucked her when she was sleeping. He wanted to, of course, his cock aching for her tight virgin hole, but he was in control of himself. And he found other ways to enjoy himself, like rubbing through her cunt, or fucking her mouth slowly before squirting all over her face or tits. He especially loved doing this, covering her in his cum, marking her his own. He did clean her up before he left, of course, but he liked to lay beside her for a while, watching his semen sticking to her wonderful body, imagining her tongue flicking out and licking it off her lips.

The mornings after those sessions were very amusing, for Mary always came into the kitchen with a big smile on her face. Her mother had noticed her sudden improved mood, too. Obviously, cumming over and over again was uplifting the teen spirit. He should share this advise with other daddies: If your teen daughter is being bitchy, just lick her sweet virgin cunt until she cums.  

^w^

He had been able to postpone the day for a couple of weeks, but the day came when Mary stood before him, holding up a package of condoms, her lovely cheeks blushed.

“When will you do it?” he asked her then, his voice hoarse.

“Tomorrow. He wants to take me to his parents’ summer house for the weekend.”

He could only nod, not trusting his voice.

Only one night left to pretend she was his…

He slipped her the pill and snug into her room as usual. He pushed the night gown over her breasts and pulled down her panties, the tasks so familiar and dear to him.

Then he took his time caressing her, kissing her on the lips and all over her body. He closed his mouth around one nipple and sucked at it lovingly until it pebbled and was pushing against the tip of his tongue.

“God, how I love your firm tits, baby”, he breathed against her warm skin and claimed the other nipple, teasing it as well.

While he worked his way down her body, he shimmied down his pants and freed his already hard and aching cock.

“And your flat little belly”, he whispered as he pressed open-mouthed kisses to her tummy, his tongue circling around the belly button. A whiff of her already wet cunt filled his nose and he let out a growl, the tip of his tongue sliding down over her bald mound as he spread her legs wide open.

“God, your cunt, baby!” he moaned and pressed his face into her hot flesh, already drenched in her juices from his attentions.
“So fucking sweet”, he murmured while plowing his tongue through her slit, “so fucking hot”, he growled and let his tongue flicker over her swollen cherry, enjoying the wet sounds it made, “so fucking wet for daddy”, he moaned and pushed his tongue deep into her tight virgin hole, rubbing the walls and licking off the juice. His babygirl came and he grunted when her channel started convulsing and tried to suck his tongue deeper into it.

“Oh, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful. I wish you were mine to fuck, all day and night. I’d never stop fucking you, babygirl. I’d give you so many orgasms you couldn’t get a single word out of that sweet little mouth of yours.”

He lifted himself up to hover over her and pushed his juice covered tongue past her sensual lips. While he kissed her, he curled his fingers around his cock and started pumping, debating inwardly where he should shoot his load.

His head nudged the hot, wet flesh of her pussy and he growled into her mouth.

He knew where he wanted to put his cum. Where it fucking belonged: Into the tight little cunt of his daughter.

Something primal and animalistic stirred in him then, the love he felt for his daughter being tainted with the hunger to possess.

“God, baby…I want you so fucking bad”, he pressed through gritted teeth as he rubbed his cock faster.

“I don’t want that bastard to have you. You’re mine. Mine. I made you. I own you and that sweet little cunt.”

He pumped his dick hard now, panting against his daughter’s parted lips. He looked down at her serene face and the beast inside him told him what to do.

“Yeah,” he breathed and guided his pulsating cock to her pussy, wetting the tip with her juices before he pushed against the little entrance, “I will breed you, Mary. Only my babies will fill that hungry teenage womb of yours.”

He bit back a loud growl when he slowly pushed his fat dick into his daughter’s pussy, throwing back his head when her tight walls closed around his head.

“You’re so fucking tight, baby. Daddy loves it. Daddy loves your cunt.”

He pushed further and further, a shiver running up his spine as he felt her walls stretch for his cock. There was nothing he wanted more than to just slam his length into her, but he knew he couldn’t rip her hymen apart or the plan his lust-clouded mind had formed would be endangered.

He would let Brian have her cherry, he would let him fuck her. And when they were done, they would find that there had been a hole in their condom. Mary would be pregnant and Brian would be out of the picture (he knew his parents. They would do everything to get their son out of this mess) and he would have his daughter to himself again.

Ah, yes, marvelous! Perfect solution. All he had to do now was to get his daughter pregnant…

Another growl urged from his throat when he felt the little barrier a third-way inside Mary’s cunt. Acting on instinct he pushed against it, but restrained himself. He was content for the moment with pushing in and out, watching his head appear and disappear in his daughters soaked, pink cunt. This lovely sight and the tight, massaging walls drove him to the edge within a minute.

“Oh yes, baby, I’m there. It’ll happen. I’ll give you my seed in a second. You’ll be carrying my child while everyone will think it’s that loser’s. Only I’ll know it’s mine, baby. As are you. Both mine..Gnnnghh!”

With a suppressed scream he pushed his head into her one last time and shot off  his load. A quick hand darted down and he rubbed his daughter’s clit furiously, causing loud wet sounds to fill her room.

“Come on, baby, cum for Daddy…suck my semen into your fertile teenage womb, my little baby slut.”

He suckled her tit while he pushed in and out of her, ejaculating more and more cum into her. Then, oh heaven, he felt another orgasm ripple through her and he let out a growl when her walls started pumping on his cock.

“Good, baby! Yes, good girl!” he panted and when he was all spilled, he pulled out and lifted her bottom high into the air, watching her still clenching hole as his semen wandered further into her cervix.

With a satisfied moan he cupped her cunt with his mouth and lapped through her slit, teasing the clit to prolong her climax as much as possible.

When it was all done, he gently laid her hips back on the bed. He looked at her lovingly and caressed her beautiful young body with his large hands, massaged her wonderful breasts fondly before he rubbed her drenched little cunt one last time. He bent over her while he did so and whispered into her ear: “Next time, my sweet babygirl, you’ll be awake.”

Gently, he put her panties back on with a parting kiss on her puffy pussy lips and covered his daughter with her blanket.

“I love you, Mary”, he whispered and placed a sweet kiss on her forehead before he left the room.

^w^

Call it luck, call it fate, but his plan worked out perfectly. He was able to pinch a hole into the condoms she had bought and he was standing at the ajar door while Brian deflowered his Mary rather clumsily. He had almost burst into the room when she had cried out in pain as her hymen had been ripped apart and he had just continued to hammer into her, too overwhelmed to control his lust. Mary had cried for the rest of the brief act before he had cum inside her and broke down on her a second later.

Because of this pathetic act alone he wasn’t sad about throwing out his ass a couple of weeks later when they would stand before them and tell him and his wife that Mary was pregnant.

With Brian being out of the picture as predicted, Mary became almost depressive. She really had loved this guy and a part of him felt very ashamed for what he had done. But it was all for the greater good, he told himself, and started to do everything to cheer her up. No new phone, laptop or trip could do, though. It took her daddy a while to realize that she needed comfort more than anything.

It happened on a day when her mum was out grocery shopping. He stepped into her room (where she spent most of the time these days), and laid down beside her in her bed like he had done so many times before, only difference now that she was awake.

She tensed when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back against his chest, but when he placed tender little kisses on her neck, she let out a sigh and relaxed against him.

“He’s an idiot”, he softly began and his hand started to stroke her, gently wandering down her thigh and up to her shoulder in long, lazy strokes.

“You’re the most wonderful girl in the world”, he continued and placed a kiss just below her ear.

A part of him hoped that she subconsciously remembered him doing this to her when she had been sleeping.

“Every guy would be lucky to have you.”

His lips lingered at her ear, brushing her sensitive earlobe. Very pleased, he noted how she shivered. His hand carefully snaked under her shirt and pushed down her leggings. Mary tensed up, but when her daddy started rubbing her tummy, she relaxed again.

“This is your baby, Mary. Your wonderful, sweet baby. It’ll be all yours”, 'and mine’, he added silently, “and no one can take him or her away from you. I’ll be there for you. You won’t be alone, baby.”

“I know, daddy”, she replied in a soft hush and cuddled against him, her bum melting against his pelvis.

“What would you like, baby? A boy or a girl?” he asked her casually while his cock twitched in excitement, rubbing against her ass cheek. His fingers wandered lower, beneath her belly button, only the tips grazing the beginning of her pubic mound.

“I don’t care, as long as it’s healthy”, Mary replied. She had her eyes closed and tilted her head, letting out a little begging sigh like she had done when she’d been a little girl. With a smirk he bent down and placed more tender kisses on her long swan neck.

He wrapped his other arm around her now, pulling her into the save cocoon that was his strength and warmth.

“My sweet little babygirl”, he whispered into her ear and placed a kiss on her earlobe, causing her to sigh.

“I’m not your baby anymore. I’ll be a mum, soon”, she protested weakly, clearly dozing off.

“You’ll always be my babygirl”, he whispered into her ear and gently pressed his half-erect cock against her full ass.

“Even when your belly and breasts will be swollen”, he added and a pleased shiver ran down his spine as the mental picture entered his mind.

His cock swiftly swelled to its full size and he worried that she would notice, for it was clearly pressing against her fine ass.

Either she was too far gone already or she didn’t care. Both reasons were fine with him. Very slowly, with his eyes trained on her serene profile, he let his fingertips brush down her belly button again. She stirred a little, so he returned to kissing her neck again, his fingers pausing. His heart was beating against his chest. He was so hard. He wanted her.

His fingers moved a little lower and he bit back a moan when he felt her bald mound. She still kept it clean shaven, his little angel.

How he missed the taste of her sweet little pussy! He hungered for a bit of her wonderful juice.

Placing another kiss right on the soft spot beneath her earlobe, he spread his fingers and moved the middle finger further down, listening to her regular breathing. Biting his lips, he let the middle finger slide even further until he reached the beginning of her so familiar pussy lips, feeling the little dip between them.

“Oh, baby”, he couldn’t help but whisper as he started to gently rub the tip of his finger through the little dip between her lips, very careful not to stir her awake. But he was needy, lord help him. His cock was rock hard and pressing against his daughter’s ass so demanding. Forgetting all the danger, he let the finger slide in between her hot folds until it nudged her clit. Mary let out a sigh.

“It’s okay, baby. Sleep”, he whispered quickly and very gently started to circle her little cherry.

“I’ll just make you feel a little better, my angel. Daddy is here, don’t worry.”

“Daddy…” she whispered and to his shock and joy, she pressed her bum against his cock. He had to suppress a growl.

Some part of her did remember all the beautiful things he had done to her, he thought happily as he pushed against her clit. Then his finger wandered lower and he almost jubilated when he felt the familiar moist on his fingertip.

“Daddy made you horny, baby”, he whispered into her ear and, being braver now, slowly plowed through her slit, up and down, spreading the juice and circling her clit again.

“You want your daddy’s cock”, he breathed into her ear and rubbed his length against the warm, soft cheek of her ass.

“Do you want me to give it to you, baby? You want your daddy to fuck you?” he asked his slumbering daughter, the wet noises of his finger flickering over her swelling little cherry filling the room.

“Yes”, that sweet little angel in his arms whispered back and he nearly came then and there.

What a daughter he had been blessed with!

His hand was trembling when he pulled it out of her leggings to push it and her panties down. It was difficult to move slow, but he knew he had to. If he would be very lucky, his daughter would wake up when his cock was already deep inside her.

Breathing heavily, he rolled the fabric down her creamy skin, exposing more and more of her ass.

He had her pants halfway down her ass when he heard the door downstairs open.

Shit! His wife!

Carefully, but as fast as possible he readjusted her clothing and untangled himself from his sleeping daughter. He had just enough time to cover her with her blanket before he left the room and hurried into the bathroom to jerk off into the sink.

^w^

After the frustrating end of a rather promising start, he couldn’t wait to have another alone-time with his pregnant daughter. Unfortunately, his wife was buzzing around her almost constantly, advising her about pregnancy 24/7. Both him and Mary were sick of it. The wife didn’t notice, though, so she chirped on and on about what to eat, what to do and what not to do, etc. They rarely got to spend time alone, so both of them were very happy when they found themselves alone in the garden one night with the wife having fallen asleep on the couch.

They smiled at each other and he sat down in the comfy lounge chair. When she wanted to sit down in the other one, he held his hand out to her.

“Come sit with me, baby.”

“I’m too heavy”, Mary protested but he only snorted and pulled her down onto his lap, pulling her back against his chest. With a sigh she rested her head on his shoulder and he seized her relaxed state to slip his hand under her shirt to rub the little bump in her belly.

His baby.

“He’s far too small to have any effect on your weight, yet”, he grinned at her while he casually pulled up her top below her breasts to gaze down on her little bump.

“I guess…you think it’s going to be a boy?” she asked with a slight smile. Her lovely face was so close to his and he couldn’t resist on pressing a kiss onto her cheek.

“Yep.”

“Why?”

“Just a feeling.”

He grinned at her and she kissed his cheek. Then she shifted until she sat on him fully, her ass pressing against his cock again. With her being close, it was already half-stiff.

They sat there watching the stars, both enjoying the silence. He continuously rubbed the taught little baby bump.

“That’s so nice”, she whispered and rested her forehead against his temple.

“Your mum loved it when you were on your way.”

“It’s wonderful.”

Thinking for only a second, he let his hands wander down to her jeans and opened her button. When he pulled the zipper, his daughter stiffened.

“What are you doing?”

“Giving you a rub, baby” he said innocently and pushed her jeans and panties into her crotch so he could reach all of her belly.

“Just relax”, he whispered into her ear in the tone he had always used when he had come to her at night and went back to tenderly rubbing her belly. After a few seconds, she did relax and he lovingly caressed his baby growing inside his daughter.

“Boy, I wish Brian was here”, Mary admitted into the silence.

“I thought you were over him now”, he replied, trying to sound indifferent, but couldn’t quite manage.

“Oh, I am. It’s just…you know, I’m in my first trimester and, well…a man would come in handy right now.”

She let out a shy chuckle, not realizing what effect this little confession had on her father.

“I see”, he managed to answer and even could throw in a fake chuckle. But his insides were burning and his cock was swelling.

His daughter needed cock.

God, he had waited so long for this.

“I’m sorry things didn’t turn out as you hoped, baby”, he began and pressed a kiss on her neck.

“Me too”, Mary replied sadly and he seized the sadness to kiss her neck again. His lips wandered up her neck just below her earlobe to leave another kiss there.

“You must be so frustrated…” he whispered and covered her soft skin with kisses until she tilted her head to the side to allow him better access.

“You have no idea”, she joked and brushed some strands of her long hair out of her neck.

“I think I do, babygirl”, he whispered hoarsely and for the first time he opened his mouth so his tongue could taste the skin of her neck as he kissed her again.

Mary flinched and stiffened, but her daddy left more open-mouthed kisses on her neck while his big hands gently moved over her belly, soothing her.

“I wish I could help you, baby…lift the burden off you somehow, or at least make you forget it for a while…”

His clever fingers feathery traced her skin below her belly while his lips caught her earlobe.

Mary let out a surprised gasp.

“Daddy”, she gasped in shock, her mind rebelling against the mere hint in his words, while her nipples hardened. They were poking through her top already, he could see them clearly.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m here for you.”

He knew he had to be bold now. She was fighting this while her body was obviously all for her daddy pleasuring her, so he had to make sure the body would win the internal argument.

So he let his hand slide between her thighs (like it had so many, many times without her knowledge) and his knees opened her legs in the exact moment his hands slid between them and his middle and ring finger settled on her clit.

His daughter let out a shocked gasp and closed her legs, but his hand was already where it wanted to be and he could rub and tease her clit all he wanted.

“Daddy, no! Stop!” she hissed while her legs were twitching.

“Relax, baby. I’m only trying to help.”

He dipped his two fingers into her hole and she let out a little cry. With his fingertips covered in her juices they slid back up to rub it on her swelling clit.

“Just like this, baby. Lean back and enjoy. It’s good for the baby. He needs his mom happy.”

She squirmed on top of him and tried to pull his hand out of her pants, but she herself had trapped it there with her legs.

“Trust me, babygirl”, he whispered soothingly into her ear and kissed her jaw.

“Oh God”, she breathed as he pinched her clit just the way he knew drove her crazy.

“That’s right, baby. Daddy knows what you need. Open your legs for me, darling.”

His voice was a hushed order and Mary bit her lip, arching her back in a final act of protest. But his fingers were trained to please her and he had gathered enough experience in pleasing her sweet little cunt that she didn’t stand a chance.

With a high-pitched gasp and shame washing over her, Mary finally opened her legs to her father’s fingers.

“That’s my girl”, he praised her and now used his complete hand to rub her already drenched little cunt. She let out little moans that were music in his ears as he plowed through her hot slit. While he let one finger flicker swiftly over the swollen clit, he pushed up her top over her left breast and pulled down her bra to pinch her pebbled pink nipple.

“God, Daddy! No, stop…this is so wrong. You shouldn’t…”, she was whining on top of him but rolling her hips to get his fingers into her needy hole.

“Listen to your wet little cunt, baby. It doesn’t think it’s wrong. It loves daddy’s fingers. You want me to fuck you with my fingers, baby?”

She shook her head and whimpered, but spread her legs even wider.

“Say it”, he panted into her ear, his finger flicking over her clit and the wet noises it caused filling both their ears.

Mary was biting her lips and her legs were shaking. She was close, he noticed, but he wouldn’t allow her to come without begging him to fuck her. So he stopped his ministrations, his hand resting on her pussy.

Mary had a hard time opening her eyes, she was panting and squirming on top of him and hesitantly met his eyes. Oh, he could see her inner turmoil, society’s teaching condemning her for wanting her daddy to fuck her.

Teasingly, he let his fingertip circle her hard little nipple and looked into her eyes.

“Beg daddy to fingerfuck you, baby.”

Mary’s eyes widened. This wasn’t the man she knew as her daddy. This was some dark animal, toying with her before he ripped her apart.

His hand was gently moving over her cunt. The need to orgasm became unbearable. She was appalled by the situation, but her body was burning with desire for her own father.

“Please, daddy…” she heard herself whisper and another wave of shame clashed over her, “please fingerfuck me.”

She let out a surprised scream when her Daddy roughly thrust two big fingers into her tight little cunt.

“Shhh”, he chuckled as he repeatedly shoved his fingers into her, “or you’ll alert mum. And then I have to stop this.”

With every word, he fucked her slick hole with his fingers. His baby helplessly clutched the armrest of the chair and tilted her head back onto his shoulder, squeezing her eyes shut and biting down her lip while she let it all happen.

She could hear the noises her cunt were making, so wet and juicy, her own father’s fingers pushing in and out of her, squeezing the juice out of her hole. Gosh, he knew exactly how he had to move his fingers, she thought desperately, tears stinging at the corners of her eyes as wave after wave of lust rushed through her, driving her into a state of sexual frenzy she had never experienced before. She wanted to rip her clothes off her body, the fabrics feeling so rough on her sensitive skin now. She wanted to lift her legs and spread them wider so daddy could fuck her harder. She wanted to get up and run, she wanted to get up and go on all fours in front of him, she wanted to beg him to fuck her with his cock.

It was this thought which pushed her over the edge, made her cum so hard she couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t help the little squeals that left her throat as she felt her cunt clench, squeezing the two fingers deep in her pussy. They were still moving, rubbing her walls and prolonging the torture of this wonderful orgasm.

So much shame mixed into the orgasm that tears started to escape her lashes. She felt so unbelievably dirty that she had enjoyed it so much, still was enjoying every little move of her father’s fingers.

“Oh, don’t cry baby. Everything’s fine. It did feel good, didn’t it?”

He wrapped his free arm around her and placed soothing kisses on her neck while she was staring into the night sky, her legs twitching still. Daddy still hadn’t removed his fingers. Now he was pushing them in and out of her slowly, in between these movements spreading her juices all over her cunt until she felt like she had wet herself.

She let it happen.

She couldn’t move. Didn’t want to move. She felt so exhausted. And ashamed. She didn’t know what to do. Her whole world had been turned upside down. Again!

Something pure and innocent had just been destroyed.

Now all she felt was shame, filth and the big fingers of her father caressing her dripping cunt.

“Is everything okay?” the voice of her mother came from the door and she froze, pure horror filling her heart. She was about to panic, but then the calm voice of her father spoke.

“Everything’s perfect, honey. We were just talking. Go back to bed. I’ll be right there.”

When he said these words, disgust washed over her. And a hot white jealousy.

Would he really just go into bed with her mother right after he had done…this to his own daughter?!

“Okay. Goodnight, Mary.”

Daddy’s fingers pushed deep into her cunt again.

“G'night”, Mary answered hoarsely and closed her eyes, more tears rolling down her flushed cheeks.

The door behind them was pulled close.

“Good girl”, her daddy praised her and slowly began to fuck her with his fingers anew.

Her pussy was still hot and throbbing and desperate for attention. Her nipples instantly pebbled when daddy pushed up her top and her bra and started to play with them. Her traitorous body craved daddy’s attention.

She gasped when he pushed a third finger into her.

“It’s okay, baby”, she listened to his whispers, “I love you. I love you so much.”

The sounds of her wet cunt being fucked hard filled the air.

“I won’t stop until you are completely satisfied. Don’t worry, baby. Daddy’s here for you. Forget mum. And Brian. You’re having a baby. A beautiful little baby. You must stay healthy and happy and daddy’s gonna help you with that. I’ll make you so happy baby. I’ll be everything you need.”

A moan escaped her throat as daddy thrust his fingers into her hard.

“Now, my sweet angel, lift your butt so daddy can pull down your pants so he can fuck you better with his big fingers.”

Mary sobbed. Then she lifted her butt. Daddy pulled her pants and panties down. She shimmied out of them, the chill of the night sending goosebumps over her creamy white thighs.

After she leaned back against him, she spread her thighs again. Daddy hooked his hands into the hollow of her knees and lifted them up, hanging them over the armrests.

Mary whimpered as cool air brushed against her very open cunt.

“Daddy’s here”, he whispered into her ear before he started sucking her earlobe. Both hands were on her breasts, massaging them firmly, pinching the nipples until Mary let her head fall onto his shoulder.

“That’s right, babydoll. Stop crying. Enjoy it. I’ll make all your dreams come true. Daddy will make you come again and again tonight, sweet angel.”

She moaned. Her head was spinning from all the arousal.

The things he did to her breasts…god, her daddy knew exactly what she needed, her lust clouded mind thought, pushing her conscience further and further into the back until the shaming voice was nothing but a faint whisper.

Mary whimpered, pressing her butt against daddy’s rock hard cock, still hidden away in his pants.  

Her pussy was nothing but frustrated about it. It wanted to be filled, to be stretched apart, to be pounded hard and deep. But that last bit of sanity prevented her to beg for it.

Yet she moaned and whimpered while her father pleasured her, bent her body needily against his fingers. She may not have begged with words, but she was begging with her body.

Her naked butt was rubbing along the steel length of his cock, feeling the heat through the thin fabric of his shorts. Mary whimpered when her father pressed his cock against her harder, starting a slow rhythm. He teased her, gave her an idea what it would be like if the fabric separating their genitals would be gone and his cock free to penetrate her, soil her forever. Furthermore, he bit and sucked her neck, breathed roughly into her ear while his fingers squeezed her tits or ravished her pussy. He praised her when she came again, her pussy gushing juice. And while she was in this state of bliss, he moved her, put her legs back on the ground and pushed her upper body forward until she was bent over and her pulsating pussy pressing against his cloaked cock.

They both groaned when their genitals made contact.

Daddy pushed against the soaked cunt and gripped his daughter’s hips in case she wanted to flee. But his baby was too far gone to be reasonable anymore. He had a needy, horny little bitch on his lap now. Without having to make her she started rubbing her pussy over his rock hard length, soaking his trousers with her juice, making him feel her hot wetness through the fabric.
He helped her moving her hips, pulled her down harder and faster.
“Daddy”, she whimpered as he started to push his head into her dripping hole.
“God, Babydoll, your cunt is so hot. It’s begging me to fuck it. You want daddy to pull his cock out and destroy your cunt, you horny little bitch?”

Mary froze at his rough words, his voice sounding so foreign, strange, brutal.
“No. No I don’t want that. Let go of me!”
Before he could act, Mary was gone, leaving him standing and aching.
He leaned back in his chair, panting hard. His cock was throbbing and demanding pussy.
This wasn’t over, he thought grimly.

^w^

He only needed one week to make his daughter ache for Daddy’s cock. All it took was letting her running in on him having sex with her mother seven times. The first time, Mary stepped into the living room while he was pounding his wife hanging over the back of the couch. The second time, Mary walked into the kitchen and saw him banging her mother against the kitchen counter. Third time, her mother riding him in the pool. Fourth time, Mary spotted her daddy getting pleasured by her mother through the ajar door to their bedroom. Fifth time, him licking her mother while she clung for dear life on the edge of the bath tub. The sixth time he took his wife roughly on the washing machine. Last but not least, his wife was lying with her back on the bed and he fucked her throat while he licked her pussy.

When he noticed how his daughter was begging him with her lovely eyes, he knew she was ready.

He was certain when Mary came cuddling again in the evenings in front of the tv.

It was one of these occasions in the afternoon, both of them sitting on the couch, when he decided to end the torture. Her mother was out of the house, a rare opportunity he simply couldn’t pass up.
She was wearing grey sweatpants and a loose red bigshirt and made puppy eyes at him before she cuddled against his side and he put his arm around her so his hand was resting on the little baby puck.
Her legs were pulled up and slightly spread. He inwardly chuckled.
“How’s the baby, little one?” he casually asked and started to rub her belly.
“Good, daddy.”
“And you, doll? Are you still in heat?”
He was blunt. He was tired of being a good daddy. His girl had left him standing after he’d been so good to her. She had some making up to do.
Mary let out a little gasp. Seconds of tension passed, then she answered.
“Yes, daddy.”

“Now do you want daddy to help you?”
“Yes, please.”
She was still ashamed, he could tell. It didn’t bother him at all.
“Well, I am willing to help you”, he started and let his hand wander over her left breast, squeezing it and rubbing her nipple with his index finger. It pebbled within seconds.
Horny little girl she was.
“But only if you let daddy fuck you, babydoll. Any time he wants to.”
She let out a little whimper while he expertly pleased her breasts.
“Any time?” she breathed.
“Any time”, he repeated.

Her head fell back on his shoulder when he twisted her hard little nipple through her big shirt.

“Well? Do we have a deal?”

He pulled on her nipple until she whimpered. With heavy eyelids she nodded.

“Say it”, he insisted and let his hand wander under her shirt and into her bra, squeezing and massaging her round B-cup breast. “Say daddy can fuck you whenever he wants.”
“You can fuck me whenever you want, daddy.”
“Good girl. Now”, he sat up and pulled up her shirt and bra so her tits plopped out, “let daddy see your sweet little pussy. Are you wet, sweetie?”
She nodded and spread her legs wide. He couldn’t see properly so he put his hands into the hollows of her knees and pulled her legs toward her chest until her crotch was fairly visible, the grey spot between her long legs dark and sticking to the bulgy pussy underneath.
“Oh, you horny, horny baby.”
His mouth filled with water. He let his big fingers rub over the wet warm spot and made his daughter moan.
“Mmm, I want to lick you. Stand up and undress. Daddy wants to look at his naughty daughter.”

Hesitantly she did as she was told, feeling the hungry eyes on every inch of skin she exposed.

When it was done she stood in front of her father, squirming beneath his gaze. Her eyes went huge when he lazily stroked over the bulge in his pants.

With a grin he lay down then, still stroking.
“Come here and sit down on daddy’s face, honey.”

“W-what?”

She bit her lip.

“You want your daddy to please you or not?” he asked impatiently.

After a second, she nodded and came to him, rubbing her little bump. Carefully, she climbed onto the couch, each leg on either side of her father’s face.
“No, like this.”

Daddy pulled her into the correct position roughly until her sopping wet cunt was right in front of his face. Her heavy scent hit his nostrils and his cock twitched.

“Oh, yes. Daddy’s missed this, baby.”
“What?”

“Nothing. Spread your legs a little more, yes, that’s right.”
Then he lifted his head and let as much tongue as possible plow through the slit of his pregnant daughter.

She let out a squeal of delight.

“Oh God, daddy!”

Roughly, he gripped her ass cheeks and spread them wide as he devoured his teenage daughter’s cunt, licking and sucking up all of her juices. She came within two minutes, her hips twitching, rubbing her pink cunt over his face. He sucked her swollen clit into his mouth then and she tipped over, her breasts pressing against his throbbing cock. He pushed her off of his face and groaned.

“Pull out my cock, naughty girl.”
“Oh, daddy, I can’t…”

“Do it!”

To convince her he lifted his head and pushed his tongue into her hole. She squealed and her tight walls clenched around his tongue. Then he felt her hands on his jeans, how they fumbled with his zipper until finally, her beautiful hand curled around his cock and pulled him free. He let out a pleased growl.

“Suck it, baby. Suck daddy’s dick!”
He jerked up his hips demandingly and she moaned. First he felt her hot breath on his precum covered head, then oh lord help him her little hot mouth was on his cock, taking him in and sucking on his head. Her tongue licked off the precum hungrily.

“Like that, babydoll. Good girl. Such a good girl you are.”
Gently, he began fucking her mouth while he tongue-fucked her cunt, his hands wandering down to tease her nipples until she came again. While she quivered he pressed his face against her wet cunt, licking and sucking as hard as he could until she begged for mercy.

She was still panting and twitching when he pushed her off of him and down to floor.

Without any words he guided her between his legs and shoved his cock down her throat. He fisted his hands into her hair and showed her how he wanted to be sucked off by his little girl.

His daughter was a fast learner, bless her.

“Oh yes”, he groaned, looking down at her, “just like that. Soon, daddy will cum in your hot little mouth and fill your throat with his sperm. And you will swallow it all, won’t you, baby?”

She nodded, looking up at him with her big blue eyes and her mouth tightly wrapped around his hard length.

He growled loudly and came into her mouth, pushing his cock deep into her throat as he squirted his hot salty semen into his daughter. She choked, her throat tightening around his cock, squeezing the last bit of cum out of him.

He retreated then and his cock plopped out of her mouth. Tears stung in her eyes. He caressed her cheek and smiled.

“Such a good girl you are, babydoll. Stand up.”

He turned the fold-out couch into a bed, quickly threw a sheet over it and lay down, pulling her against him. His hands never stopped roaming her body as they cuddled, caressing and squeezing her ass cheeks, his fingertips dipping between them.

His teenage daughter was still gushing juice.

Normally, he needed at least half an hour to be ready for action again, but the hot little pussy of his daughter stirred his lust already.

He rolled her onto her back and lay on the side. Taking his time, he drank in the beautiful tight little body before him, his wet fingers playing with her nipples.

“Spread your legs for your Daddy”, he commanded and his cock stiffened when she did.

“You’re so so naughty, begging your own daddy to fuck you”, he purred, relishing in her discomfort and shame, feeling his desires fueled by them.

“Opening your legs like that, offering your dripping little cunt so shamelessly.”

She closed her eyes and blushed.

He leaned close until his lips were right next to her ear.

“You little slut. You’re daddy’s little whore now.”

She whimpered, but her legs remained open. Her lips parted when he rubbed his cock along her soft thigh.

“You will spread your legs only for daddy. You’re mine…”

He bent down and sucked his daughter’s nipple deep into his mouth.

His baby girl gasped. With his clever tongue and his suction he put her to pieces within mere minutes. The sheet underneath her ass was covered in her juices.

God, he loved how much juice she oozed.

She came when he twisted her clit between index and middle finger, but this didn’t stop him. He continued his ministrations, enjoying her wails and cries and her shaking body.

“Are you ready, princess?” he whispered hoarsely into her ear, slowly rolling her onto her side, pulling her leg to open her cunt.
Teasingly he let his cock slide through her slit, getting it all nice and wet.

“Oh God…” he heard her whisper, trembling from the sensation of feeling her daddy’s cock on her cunt for the first time (she knew of).

She stuck her butt out and rolled her hip, rubbing her cunt on his cock, moaning and whimpering from the excitement and pleasure.

This was the moment, he thought dreamily as he watched his naked daughter offering herself to him, her eyes closed and panting, her beautiful tits shaking as she moved, her nipple wet from his saliva. She was so needy, his little girl, needed his strength and guidance, needed him to dominate her, claim her little body as his.

“Beg me, baby”, he huskily whispered into her ear, “beg daddy to fuck you until your pussy is burning.”

She moaned and arched her body towards him.

“Please, daddy…please fuck me. I need you so bad.”

“Yes, you do. You’ll always need me”, he groaned and pressed a kiss to her swan neck.

And then, oh heaven, it was time.

Surprised by his own willpower, he entered his daughter’s pussy slowly, pushing his head through her folds into her sopping wet little hole.

Mary cried out loud as her father’s cock filled her completely, stretching her wider than she’d ever been stretched before.

“God, baby! You’re so tight”, her daddy groaned as he slowly started to fuck her.

His thrusts were gentle at first, but soon his hunger became unbearable. One hand wandered to her throat and gently closed around it while the one holding her leg pulled it even further to him, opening her up more and simultaneously limiting her options to move. When he draped his leg over the other, she was helpless.

Fully open and helpless. Ready to be fucked like a big girl.

Mary let out a scream as he gave one hard, deep thrust. As expected her legs tried to close, but he wouldn’t have it.

“That’s right baby. You’re pussy’s mine to fuck now.”

He thrust hard again.

She flinched and whimpered. Her little hole cramped around him.

“Don’t fight it, baby. It won’t hurt for long. I’ll make you get used to it.”

Another deep thrust. Another scream.

“Soon you’ll love it.”

Thrust. Whimper.

“Soon you’ll beg me to fuck you hard and deep, little one.”

And with no further ado, he proved his words.

He began hammering into her and within minutes her screaming and her struggling turned into moans and arching against him.

“See baby? Daddy knows what’s best for you. Never doubt me again. I said I’d make you happy and I will. I will make sure your baby stays healthy. You never need to worry again, my love.”

She came then, hard and long, squirming on his cock, milking him hard. A few more deep thrusts and he gave her his cream, let her cunt have it all.

When it was done, she started crying, her hips still rolling, still begging for more. He took her in his arms and let her spill her tears on his chest.

She was truly his now, he thought with a serene smile on his face.

^w^

As it turned out, he couldn’t go through the night without having her again. He awoke in the middle of the night, next to his wife, who had her back to him. Her full ass was sticking out of the sheets, a very alluring sight. But his cock demanded his daughter. So he silently got up, not caring to put on some clothes, and walked through the dark corridor with his hard cock bouncing, guiding the way to his daughters room. He entered, leaving the door ajar. He was so horny that he didn’t care to close it, his hunger dulling his mind. When he had reached her bed he threw the blanket off, revealing his daughter in her cute green nighty, sleeping like an angel in her small bed. Memories flashed in front of his eyes of their nights together, the countless of times he had made her come without her even knowing. Well, those days were behind them now. She would remember every orgasm her daddy would give her.

Impatiently he rolled her on her back and pulled down her panties. She stirred in her sleep, but he had enough time to join her on the bed and push her legs apart. His head was buried between her thighs and his tongue was pushing in and out of her tight hole when she finally woke up.

Not being used to be awake for her father’s attack she jolted up, pressing her legs painfully against his head.

“Oh God! Daddy?!”

With an angry growl he pushed her back down on the mattress. His tongue darted into her hole. Her head fell back on her pillow and a gasp left her full lips.

“Daddy, no!” she whined and her hand tried to push his head away. “Mum’s here! Ah! God, please stop!”

The flicks of his tongue told her soundly how wet she already was again. Her pussy was insatiable.

“Not now! Please, daddy! Please…ahh…not now…Mum…we can’t.”

She kept pressing her legs together. Even though he loved a little struggling, this was not the time. He was hungry and needed to fuck his girl.

With another displeased growl he lifted his head and grabbed her leg, turned her around far enough so he could plant a rough slap on her bare ass. She whimpered.

“Quiet! What did I tell you today?” he breathed into her ear, his weight on top of her now, his hand fisted in her hair.

“I told you I know exactly what you need. I told you not to fight me. I told you to obey. And you agreed.”

“Not with Mum in the house!” she protested, her traitorous hips rolling, pushing her wet cunt against his cock.

“You said any time! And I want you now, baby. I want you so much. And your pussy needs me. She’s hungry for daddy’s cock and daddy’s cock needs to fill your tight little hole.”

“But what about Mum?”

“The longer you argue with me, the longer we will need and the risk of being discovered will increase. Do you understand?”

The arousing scent of his daughter was making him more and more impatient. A part of him wanted to give her a good hard spanking for making him wait. His big hand closed around her breast, squeezed and pulled at it, the index finger flicking over the hardened nipple.

His little girl moaned and her soft body writhed against him.

“Would you rather I go to mummy? Do you want me to fuck her instead of you, baby?”

“No!”

Oh, how fast she answered, desperate one. He smirked into her neck.

“Then be a good girl and open your legs for daddy. Let daddy fuck you until we’re both satisfied.”

A few heart beats, a few deep breaths of his daughter. Then, the pressure of her legs against his hips stopped and he felt how she spread them, spread them far.

“Good girl”, he praised her and placed rewarding kisses on her neck and shoulder. Then he lifted himself up, just enough to look into her face and let his cock glide through her wet slit.

“How wet you are, baby. I almost think you like having mummy in the house while daddy puts his cock inside of you.”

He grinned at her shocked face.

“No!” she whispered.

“No? Pull up your nighty. Daddy wants to look at your pretty tits.”

She gulped, but followed his orders.

“Hmm, good girl. God, I love your sweet perky breasts.”

To prove his words he lowered his head and licked and suckled at each of them until her breath was ragged.

“And I love your cute little baby bump” he continued, stemming his legs into the mattress so his wet cock could rub over the small swelling of her belly. Mary moaned.

“You like that, sweetie? You like daddy rubbing his cock over your baby belly, covering it in pussy juice?”

She moaned again and nodded. So he repeated the action until his daughter’s fingers clawed into his upper arms.

“Daddy…daddy, please…”

He had to bite his lips not to moan. Hearing her beg was so fucking sexy.

“What, baby?” he asked hoarsely, circling the head of his cock along the baby bump.

“Please…fuck me.”

He chuckled. She had still trouble saying it. Adorable.

“What? Right now? With your mummy in the next room? You naughty, naughty little girl.”

Mary closed her eyes in shame, but he wouldn’t have it. He ceased the opportunity and kissed her, the tip of his tongue licking her lips until she opened her mouth to let it in.

She sighed into his mouth when their tongues tangled and slung her arms around his shoulders.

Now he really couldn’t wait any more. Quickly he reached between their bodies and grabbed his throbbing cock and guided it to her entrance.

He entered her tight pussy with a hard thrust and swallowed her outcry.

“That’s for making me wait”, he mumbled against her lips before claiming them again and began fucking her with deep, hard thrusts. The sounds of their skin slapping together and the slight squeaking of her bed filled the room and traveled into the corridor.

The thought of his wife watching him fucking their daughter made him groan and he leaned back into a kneeling position. Grabbing her legs he pounded her even harder, his eyes fixed on the bouncing little tits of his daughter.

She clung to the headboard and had her face pressed into the pillow next to her to swallow her cries and moans.

He loved seeing her like this, lost between pain and pleasure. To intensify the torture his thumb began rubbing her swollen clit. It pushed her over the edge in no time and he couldn’t help but grin proudly when his baby girl was shaking from a violent orgasm.

Having satisfied her, it was time to get his own. He pressed his hands on her tits and leaned forward, pressing her into the mattress and fucking her as hard and fast as he could. She lifted her head, her eyes wide, her mouth opened to a silent scream.

With a loud grunt, he came at this lovely sight. He shoved every drop of his cum deep into her occupied womb.

When he finally stopped thrusting into her, she collapsed into the sheets.

Little sobs filled the room.

“That’s right, baby, let it all out”, he just said, his hands roaming over her body, caressing her breasts, belly and hips.

They were still united and he could feel her pussy pulsate and clench.

“Soon, the pain will be gone and you’ll love it. You already do a bit, don’t you, baby doll? Love your pussy burning like that, the juices gushing out of your hot little hole.”

God, her clenching pussy was making him hard again. His hips began to move.

“Oh god, baby…”, he grunted, “your pussy is so fucking thirsty.”

She looked at him and he saw her wet cheeks.

“It’ll hurt more now, but I know you want it. I know you want the pain, baby.”

He licked the tears off her cheeks, the salty warm taste sending a jolt to his cock and he thrust into her, making her whimper.

He hummed and kissed her, letting his hands wander under her body, curling around her ass cheeks until his index finger touched her tiny hole.

“I will put my finger up your ass now, baby. Don’t worry, it will feel fantastic. Remember, your daddy knows best what you need. Before you know you will cum on daddy’s cock again.”

He listened to her gasps and whimpers while he pushed against her muscle, all wet from her juice and his cum. When he pushed the tip of his finger inside, her fingers clawed into his shoulders.

“Oh, you really love that, don’t you?”

He began fucking both her cunt and ass now, one with his throbbing cock and the other with the length of his index finger. His little daughter was a mess beneath him, scratching his back, panting into his ear and lifting her hips to meet his thrusts.

“Oh god, daddy! Daddy! Daddy!”

“I know, baby. Let go. Let daddy make you happy, baby doll!”

And she did. She was clinging to him while he fucked her harder and harder, making her cum on his cock and finger twice before he reached another peak and squirted his semen into her womb.

His baby was lying beneath him, still panting hard, her long legs dangling from the bed, her hands beside her head. He was still kneeling between her legs, his finally soft cock resting on her baby bump. His hands were still caressing her, roaming over his possession as he pleased, teasing her nipples, pinching them, massaging her breasts until he was satisfied. Then he left her, his cum oozing out of her sore pussy and sticking to her belly, wishing her a good sleep with a kiss on her forehead.

He didn’t clean up before he climbed into his marital bed, put the blanket over him and closed his eyes, a serene smile on his face.

A/N: This is my first little love story on this blog. No age gap (just mentions), just two teens falling in love in an unusual way. Hope you still like it.

She was the school beauty, he just the thin, silent geek with excellent grades but poor social skills. That she would ever fall for him seemed as unlikely as him ever being popular. But fate has a sense of humor, and it threw those two together for a science project. Both of them were disappointed in the teacher’s choice, of course.

Melanie was just about to go to complain to Mr. Hughes when she heard ‘The Geek’‘s voice behind the ajar door.
“But Mr. Hughes, I need this project for my college application. I need a skilled partner, not…her.”
Melanie blinked. It was the first time in her life that someone - especially a guy - rejected her.
“Give her a chance, Scott. She is a lot cleverer than she pretends to be. She is held back by her clique, it is about time someone gets her off the track of becoming the next mindless, superficial trophy wife of some old business man. And that someone is you. You are a good teacher. You’ve worked wonders in helping several minors before. You can help her, too.”
“Great. Even more work. I barely have time as it is.”
“Have you never read a novel? Being a hero isn’t easy, Scott.”
“I didn’t ask to become a hero.”
“No one ever does, son.”
The conversation stopped here and when she heard foot steps approach, Melanie hurried around the corner. She walked home, their words ringing in her ears. They haunted her all through the day and night, round and round in circles, and she looked up at her father’s business partner who was fucking her young, beautiful body, his cock hammering into her, one hand clasped around her right breast, the diamond necklace he had given her a couple of hours earlier caught between his fingers and pulling at her neck.
Was this her future? Nice restaurants, expensive gifts and getting fucked?
She didn’t come that night. Neither did she come the following week, not even when she got her old ‘boyfriend’ to bring two other oldies and fuck her all at once. Every time she was almost there, those damned words echoed through her pretty head and the lust was dimmed down again.
It was frustrating.
Melanie loved sex. It was the thing she was best at. All those men and boys lusting after her had always made her feel beautiful, sexy, precious. She loved to feel and see how eager they were to fuck her, how they claimed her with greedy hands and rockhard cocks. She loved how thankful they were afterwards, caressing her firm tits and her soft skin.
But now, all the enjoyment seemed to be sucked out of her. And all because of Mr. Hughes and this stupid nerd she was sitting across from now, with his stupid nerd shirt and horrible hair cut.
They were in her kitchen, working on the project. Well, he was. She was just watching him scribble in his note book, turning pages, etc. He completely ignored her while he was there, one hour, five times a week. When his stupid watch beeped he simply packed his stuff and left with a short goodbye. He never looked at her. He never talked. He was outright rude.

…It made her so fucking horny.

Melanie didn’t understand what was wrong with her. He certainly wasn’t attractive…per se. Maybe because he smelled so nice? Fresh, clean, with a hint of wood, or something earthy. After two weeks, her nipples were already hard before he rang the door bell. And by the time he left, her panties were soaked. But she refused to masturbate. She wanted to keep a rest of dignity. Nevertheless, she needed it bad. After she heard him close the front door she went into her room to call the old guy. As she reached for the mobile, she spotted the science book. For a second, Melanie gnawed on her full bottom lip. Then she huffed and picked the damn thing up.

The next time he came round, she dropped her note book on top of his. He frowned and looked at her notes. Then, for the first time, he looked into her eyes. Her heart skipped a beat. His eyes were a warm, soft brown.
“I’m more than a pretty girl.”
As soon as she said it, she realized how important it was for her to let him know.
He looked at her for a long moment.
“Huh.”
She clenched her jaw. He placed her notebook next to his.
“You made six mistakes…but we can work with that.”
From this day on, they worked together.

Scott was brilliant. He really was. He would go places, she already knew that. And somehow…there was something about him…that made her want to go places, too. She wanted to learn. She wanted a future of her own.

…And God, did she want him to fuck her.

She was so damn attracted to him. Brainy really was the new sexy. So, after a month of them working together and getting to know each other, she couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Scott?”
“Hm?”
He was bent over a circuit board, wiring it with his long, precise fingers. Her heart beat fast, her body was already pulsating with lust.
“I want you to fuck me.”
His fingers stopped. Melanie held her breath. A second of complete silence.
Then the fingers began moving anew.
“I know”, he simply said, catching her off guard.
“What?!”
“Dilated pupils, accelerated pulse, erect nipples, limbs pointing in my direction, fingers playing with your hair, showing off your neck. Body language.”
She gaped at him. When he didn’t continue, she got angry.
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Will you fuck me or not?”
“No.”
“But…why not?”
No one had ever say no to her. Her brain couldn’t process what was happening.
“It will only distract you from our work.”
“I already am distracted!” she almost shouted.
“Have you never been horny? It can drive you insane. I haven’t been fucked since we started this goddamn project. My entire body is aching, I can barely keep my hands from scratching myself until this dull pain goes away!”
“You should masturbate.”
She let out a frustrated groan and fell back in her chair.
“It’s not the same! I need cock!”
“Then get some.”
Heat rose in her cheeks.
“I want yours”, she said through gritted teeth, anger boiling inside of her. She never had to beg for cock. it was so damned embarrassing.
He continued his work. Melanie gnawed on her bottom lip.
“Please, Scott. I promise you I’ll be much more useful after I blew off some steam.”
He paused again and lifted his head, staring at the wall.
“What?” she asked after a minute.
“Do you take the pill?”
She blinked.
“Yes.”
“Are you healthy?”
A flash of rage shot through her.
“Of course I am!”
“I require a medical certificate to prove that.”
He grabbed the notebook and began to scribble. Melanie was as hopeful as she was confused. But she waited, knowing that when Scott was ‘in the zone’, it was best not to disturb him.
When he put down the pen, he ripped the page out and gave it to her.
“Solve these. When you manage and sent me the certificate, I’ll fuck you.”
“What the fuck?”
She took the paper and looked at the various math problems while he packed his stuff.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes.”
He stood up and was at the kitchen door, when he said “Oh”, turned around, walked back to her…and gave her a kiss that blew her mind.
“Solve them”, he rumbled into her ear while his brown eyes melted her into a puddle of needyness. Then he left and Melanie was about to cry or punch a hole into the wall.
Instead, she took the paper in her shaky hands and began thinking.
It took her the entire weekend - ignoring all calls and text from her friends and the old guy - but she managed it. It was one of the proudest moments of her life. She immediately took a picture and sent it to Scott, sitting on her bed and staring at the phone until he replied with a thumbs up emoji.
Melanie laughed and danced around in her room until she couldn’t breathe.

Two days later, after she got the fucking certificate, the day that would end her pain had come. As soon as Scott entered the kitchen she almost pounced him. It took her a moment to realize he wasn’t kissing her back.
“What? I solved it!”
“I know. Pull down your pants and lean over the table.”
She was taken aback by his lack of excitement…but she was also intrigued. She did as he had instructed and when she was lying on the kitchen table with her bare ass pushed out in his direction, her heart was beating frantically. She got wet from just standing there like this, waiting for him, listening to every move, how he put down his backpack and took off his jacket, how he crossed the distance until he stood behind her, how he pulled down the zipper and-
Melanie gasped when the tip of his rock hard cock pushed into her cleft, found her hole and slowly entered.
Oh, Lord in heaven! He was big. Heavenly big and hot and hard.
“Fuck, yes!” she moaned and closed her eyes.
Scott began to fuck her nice and slow, not touching her at all. She only felt his cock push in and out of her. it was odd, but also fucking great. She tilted her hips until he pushed against the spot she needed and spread her legs as far as she could in her jeans.
“Oh, Scott, yes! Please, faster!”
He did. He gave her exactly what she wanted, followed her instructions to go faster and faster until he was hammering into her hard and fast, his hands stemmed on the table on either side of her, pushing her hips against the hard kitchen table.
“Oh God! Oh, God! I’m coming, Scott! Please! Please come inside me! I want to feel your…your…OH GOD!”
With a loud scream she came, the orgasm exploding inside her head, sending her into oblivion. The orgasm was so fucking intense she cried happy tears while her body shook violently, milking that wonderful cock until it shot his thick load into her womb. Scott only grunted once and pushed into her deep, keeping it in to the hilt after he was spent. Melanie loved this full feeling, being stretched open far, his sticky load swirling inside her.

After their bodies calmed down, Scott gently pulled out of her. He had already put his cock back into his pants when Melanie lifted herself off the table and turned around, just in time to take the paper towel Scott held out to her.
Once again she was taken aback by the way he looked so completely unaffected of what just happened.
“Feeling better now?”
She nodded, heat rising in her cheeks.
“Good. Now, back to work.”
It was more than awkward to wipe her throbbing pussy and pull up her pants while he was unpacking and sitting down as if he just hadn’t given her one of the best orgasms in her life.
After she threw the paper towel in the bin, she sat down next to him. Instantly, he placed a book in front of her.
“I found it yesterday. I think we could use it for our experiment. Just have to twist it a bit. Look at it.”
She did. Only because she didn’t know what else to do. Most awkward social situation ever.

“Scott?”
It was a week later, he was just packing up his things.
“Hm?”
“Can you fuck me again?”
“Now?”
He looked at her, confused. She nodded.
“But we’re done.”
“Yes. But I’ve got to write the protocol.”
She didn’t use her puppy eyes on him, which always worked on every other man. Not him, though, she knew that. He was not like the others. He was a guy who checked his watch after a pretty girl asked him to make love to her.
“Quickly then. Bend over.”
“No. I want it like this.”
Not letting go of his eyes, she sat down on the kitchen table and first pulled up her top, then her skirt. She wasn’t wearing underwear. His deep eyes looked at her breasts. Melanie couldn’t be happier. There was that feeling of satisfaction again. She had missed it. She lay down and pulled her legs up, grabbing her ankles with her hands. Melanie was a gymnast.
Scott didn’t need more motivation. Still, he was completely calm when he pulled out his cock, already hard for her. Without hesitation he pushed it into her needy little pussy and her head fell back.
“Yes…”, she breathed, and relaxed. It was funny, but feeling his cock inside her felt so fucking right. It satisfied some deep, dull need inside her gut. She let him move how he wanted for a while, hoped that he would show some sign of passion, lust, or need for her body. But nothing. It was as strange as last time. Somehow he wasn’t there, while simultaneously being there only for her.
“Push in all the way and keep it there”, she softly instructed and he did, the rough fabric of his jeans scratching her sensitive skin. She felt his cock pulsate in her tight cunt and massaged it with her muscles. She looked at him while she did it. His face was neutral. His eyes were deep and soft as ever. There was no dark fire burning in them, no trace of some ancient instinct to claim her, dominate her. So, so strange, her Scott.
“Fuck me now. Hard but slow thrusts. I want to feel you deep inside me.”
Melanie shivered when his long hands snaked around her thighs. It was the first time he touched her and she knew she’d never forget this moment. Neither would she forget this first, hard thrust that shoved his cock all the way into her, stretching her roughly. His hips fell in the perfect rhythm and Melanie closed her eyes, losing herself in this marvellous pleasure. As long as possible she fought the climax, making it even more intense when it finally came. She screamed out her pleasure and instructed Scott to come inside her again.
They looked into each others eyes when he did, his jaw clenched, his fingers digging into her skin and his big cock pumping his load into her.

They held eye contact while their bodies calmed down and Scott carefully pulled out of her. He brought her a paper towel again, almost distracting her enough to miss how he didn’t clean his cock before putting it back into his pants.
“Don’t you want to a paper towel?” she smiled.
“No.”
“Why not?”
He didn’t answer, which was answer enough. He wanted her juice on him. Melanie’s heart warmed at that.
“See you tomorrow, Melanie.”
“Scott?”
“Hm?”
He turned around at the kitchen door.
“I want you to kiss me goodbye from now on.”
He stared at her for a moment.
“Okay.”
With that, he left.
Melanie smiled, re-arranged her clothes, threw out the paper towel and walked to her room to get started on the protocol. The gentle post-coitus buzz in her body helped her concentrate.

“Scott?”

It was a Saturday night, about fifty unanswered texts on her phone. Melanie and Scott were in her father’s garage, Scott finishing their project on the work bench while she watched him.

“Will you miss coming over?”

She definitely will. Two months she has worked with this geek and well…he has become one of the dearest people in her life. Whenever something good happens, she immediately wants to tell him. She thinks about him almost constantly, can’t help but beam at him when he passes her in the school hallway. Not only has this project helped her to improve her grades and her prospects of a future that would be more than being someone’s wife, but also he has helped her to become more rational, calm, focused…and satisfied. Fucking has never felt like this. With him, it was special somehow. Even though he still rarely touched her or lost himself in passion, she felt a connection between them. Much more so than with ‘the old guy’ who had told her how pretty she is, how much he loved her and had showered her with gifts. Because of Scott Melanie has realized that it meant nothing, that he never had truly cared for her. She had just been a pretty thing to be used. Scott makes her feel like a wholesome person; like a woman. And she is afraid that now that the project is done, she will lose all that.

“No”, Scott replies after he put down the screwdriver to pick up the soldering iron. “The bus drive here is inconvenient.”
Melanie rolls her eyes. He never gets her hints. Fishing for compliments doesn’t work with him, either. She learnt that the hard way.

“Will you miss me?”
“We’ll see each other at school every day, so missing you is technically impossible.”
“Yeah, but seeing me in school is not the same as seeing me here, Scott. We can’t talk.”
“Of course we can.”
She grinds her teeth. Sometimes she thinks he is deliberately trying to make her scream.

“We can’t fuck.”
Scott doesn’t even pause.

“Technically, we can. Though I think it’s frowned upon.”
She wants to throttle him. Why is he not getting it, damn it? He’s so brilliant with everything else!

“I don’t want us to stop fucking! I want you to keep coming over and fuck me! I want to be your fucking girlfriend, you fucking moron!”
Gosh, she hates it when she loses her temper like this, because it makes him flinch and shy away from her. But he just drives her crazy sometimes with his ignorance.

“Girlfriend?” he finally asks and seriously looks surprised.

How the fuck can he be surprised? After everything that has happened?! He must feel the connection! He must care for her, too!
“I swear you’re just doing this to upset me. Yes, girlfriend!”
He blinks, the soldering iron still in his hand, and glances at the half-built project.
“I don’t have time for a girlfriend.”

“Yes, you do, Scott.”

“I really don’t think so. My schedule is full. There is no room for a girlfriend.”
Ah, yes, his god damn schedule. Scott has the life of a 40 something soccer mom. School 9 a.m. to 15:30 p.m., Science Club 15:45 p.m. to 18:45 p.m., doing chores for his grandparents, 19:00 pm to 21:00 p.m., homework 21:30 p.m. to 23:00 p.m., lights out 23:15 p.m., in between mealtimes and showering and occasional projects. That’s his entire week. She hates that she knows this.

“What about the weekends?”
And she fucking hates that she needs to discuss the possibility of her being in his life as if they would discuss taking up another chore. So fucking unromantic.

Scott thinks for a moment, then shakes his head.
“I have to write college applications, there will be interviews. Also, Dad wants to build a tree house for Mom this summer.”
“For heaven’s sake!” Mel yells and tears at her long, beautiful hair. This man drives her insane. How could she ever fall in love with this insufferable weirdo?!
…Oh, fuck, how much she loves him. She will marry him, won’t she? Yeah…

Rushing forward she slings her arms around his neck and kisses him hard, those stupid feeling for him overwhelming her.
“You fucking better put down that thing and kiss me back, Scott”, she hisses against his lips when he doesn’t returns her kiss.

She lets her hand wander into his full, soft hair and kisses him deeply, pouring her feelings out of her soul and into his mouth, so to speak. Being very slow in these situations, Scott needs a second to react. But then he obliges and puts down the tool and wraps his arms around her, pulling her against his lean body. His tongue pushes hers back into her mouth. She loves it when he takes control. He is a marvellous kisser, he really is.

She feels his cock harden against her pubic mound, it only takes seconds. Scott is always ready for her; she loves that, too.
“I want to blow you”, she breathes against his mouth and fumbles with his belt.
“But the project-”
“Fuck the project. I want your cock in my mouth. Now. I want you to fuck it, Scott. Fuck my mouth and come inside.”
“I will do that after I’m finished. It will only take twenty minutes.”
Ignoring his protest for a change she kneels down in front of him, pulling his pants and superman-boxers (ugh) down along the way. The thick cock she loves so much jumps free and her mouth fills with saliva.
“Now. And if you dare to continue, I swear I’ll bite off your thing.”
He’s done that once, while he was fucking her in the ass. She threw him out that day and cried into her pillow, wishing for him to be 'normal’. That seems ages ago. Now she loves this awkward part of him, too.

Scott is about to argue, so she quickly swallows his cock, silencing him before he speaks. His taste explodes inside her mouth and instantly, Mel relaxes.
Oh, yes. Oh, this heavenly cock.
After angrily sucking at his tip, Mel relaxes her throat and takes him in deep, licking his shaft with her tongue. Sucking cock is so relaxing and wonderful, Mel has always thought so.

She worships his cock with tongue, lips and suction, likes to see him glisten all wet while she sucks at the full, hairless balls.
She looks up at her man and finds those warm eyes look right back, those soft lips parted. Her chest feels warmer. The air between them feels warmer, too. Letting his ball plop out of her mouth Melanie smiles up at Scott before she pushes out her tongue and licks her way up his hard, hot shaft, and circles the silky head.
His hands snakes into her neck and a pleasant shiver runs down her spine. She waits, her mouth open, her eyes never letting go of his. Suddenly Scott’s grip tightens and he steps over her, turning her so he can support himself on the work bench with one hand. When he pushes his cock into her mouth, Melanie lets out a long hum.
They keep looking at each other while Scott carefully fucks her mouth, sliding in his shaft a bit deeper every time, until he’s all in. Melanie squeezes her left thumb to suppress the gag reflex. Scott moans, the sound low and pleasant and causing a shiver down her spine.
The project finally forgotten, her Scott fucks her mouth, all his focus on her, his dark eyes boring into hers. She loves how he feeds her, alternating between stuffing her mouth with fast, deep thrusts and rubbing his head on her tongue or pulling out completely to make her suck at his balls. Everything that pleases him pleases her, too. Melanie loves to make him happy, make him stop thinking for a while. He never forgets her, though, even when he’s close to climax he’s still careful not to hurt her, paying attention to every little sign of her body. Only when there is none he gives into his own pleasure and, with a few hard, deep thrusts, shoots his delicious load deep into her throat. That’s when she grabs his balls and massages them so she can get every drop.

Only when he has nothing more to give her she releases them and lets his cock plop out of her mouth. Lovingly she kisses and licks the tip before she pulls up his pants and zips them up. Scott is slightly panting as she kisses him. She knows he’s not keen on body contact, but also knows he doesn’t mind when she snuggles up against him. Neither does he this time.

“Thank you”, she says sweetly and he nods, one hand cupping her ass cheek.
“I’m sure we can make it work. I promise not to demand too much of your time. During the week we can text or skype or something. And on the weekend we do stuff together, share a meal or so. It doesn’t even have to be every weekend. I can join the Science Club if that helps. You made me like maths, so…” she shrugs, not finishing her sentence.
Scott looks at her, not all convinced or unsure. She kisses him again and he kisses her right back. The taste of him turns bitter.

“You don’t want to, do you?” There is a knot in her throat.
“I want to go to MIT. I want to work at CERN. Dad says girlfriends are distracting. I don’t want to be distracted.”
Her heart sinks and she lowers her gaze.
“I see.“

Slowly, she untangles herself from him. When she wants to step away, the hand on her ass pulls her back oh so slightly…but then it lets her go.
So that’s what heartbreak feels like, she thinks.

“Well,” she says and bites back stupid, unhelpful tears “let’s finish up, then.”

She takes a piece of metal she has cut and shaped herself and gets to work. He stands behind her for a long moment, then he joins her. Neither of them speaks. Mel can’t look at him. Seeing his beautiful hands is pain enough.

When it’s done, there is an awkward pause, filled with silence and discomfort. Her heart aches. She just wants to go to bed and cry about this stupid guy one last time, so she’s glad when he simply puts the project in his backpack.
She brings him to the door, like she always does, and lets him kiss her. It’s the first time she doesn’t enjoy it; and it’s the first time she doesn’t reciprocate. She wants him to go and she wants him to stay and take her in his arms and tell her that he loves her, too. But she knows he won’t. Maybe he doesn’t even feel love.
“You don’t look at me.”
Her heart clenches.
“No”, she says, her voice thin and shaky.
“Why?”

She closes her eyes. He really does not understand.
“Because it hurts. You have to go now, Scott”, she quickly says before he can ask further. She can’t make him understand right now.

“Okay. Good night.”

“Night.”

As soon as the door falls close behind him, she starts crying heavier than she has ever before. After an hour or two, curled up in her bed, her phone alert goes off. It’s the old guy, texting her he misses her. For the first time in two months she replies. He offers to send a car for her. She stares at the words for minutes, then she types yes.

A familiar routine sets in and it’s a bliss. She showers, shaves and dresses, her head empty. It’s their usual hotel in the city, and even having him eat her out in the elevator is familiar. She grabs his head and pulls him against her pussy, huskily orders him to fuck her with his tongue. His old hands grab her ass and he groans against her sopping wet pussy as he obliges, almost getting her there when the elevator arrives.
“You’re very hungry tonight”, he roans into her ear and kisses her neck, his lips wet with her juices.

She is. She wants it. Wants to feel wanted so bad it hurts. The impatience with which he undresses her gives a great satisfaction. So do his greedy old hands kneading and groping her body. When he pushes her on the bed she makes him force her legs apart, struggles when he tries to enter her.

“Fuck, yes, baby. That’s hot”, the old guy groans and puts a hand around her throat and presses the other on her hips to still them enough for him to push his cock into her.
That’s when she starts crying. He thinks she’s still playing the game. While he has the fuck of his life, she just wants it to be over. How fucking stupid she feels in this moment, the old guy thrusting into her hard and fast, his panting breath hitting her face, making her sick. She just fulfilled every cliché ever shown in a fucking soap opera, she thinks and bites down her lip not to scream in disgust when the old cock fills her cunt with sperm.
“God, baby. You’re so fucking hot. I love you, baby.”

He whispers and caresses her. She lets it happen, tries to find at least a little comfort by telling herself that at least someone loves her. But she knows better now. So, as soon as he falls asleep, she sneaks out of the room and takes a cab home.

Continuing in this immature way, she pretends to be sick on Monday. She simply can’t face Scott, yet. Nor the rest of the week. Her father lets her stay home. He doesn’t really care. He sees the same future for her as everyone else: A trophy wife. Nothing more. And what could a trophy wife want with good grades?

Melanie is painting a future like that in her head during the week she spends mostly in bed. By Sunday (and still no word from Scott), she decides that nothing could be more dreadful. Melanie is more. And she can do more than her family and friends think. She will not be one of those women. Neither will she be a woman who wallows in self-pity after a guy rejected her!

From this day on, Melanie studies. She works hard. She knows how that is, being a gymnast and all. It is hard, yes. She loses a lot of so called friends, yes. But she never gives up. Her grades improve. She only has one year, but fuck yeah, she makes it work. She holds her head high when Scott passes her by, looking at her with his big, warm eyes. She looks back. She’s not afraid. Soon, she isn’t even mad anymore. He’s thought of his future. She understands what this is like, now, for the first time thinking ahead.

When graduation comes, she’s one of the ten best students of her school and has secured a place at Harvard. She will study psychology.

Scott is the best of them all, of course. And MIT has almost begged him to study there. Mel has been genuinely happy when she heard.

They are standing around in their robes, waiting for the ceremony to start, when Scott approaches her.
“Hi.”
It’s good to hear his voice again.
“Hey, Scott.”

“Melanie.”

She can’t help but smile. She waits for more, but he just stares at her, his eyes as dark and soft as ever.

“MIT, I hear. I’m very happy for you. All your hard work paid off. That must be veUNF.”
Scott smashes his lips against hers. One hand in her neck he presses a kiss on her that curls her toes and brings back so many memories at once it makes her dizzy. As sudden as it started it ends, Scott letting go of her so quickly that Mel is unsure if it has really happened or not.

“Sorry, I…” he meets her eyes, “I miss kissing you.”

Butterflies dancing in her stomach, her heart fluttering in her chest. This geek, man…

“I miss it, too.”

His lips twitch into a smile.
“My Dad was wrong, you know. Not having a girlfriend is even more distracting. I thought of you all the time. Staying away made it even worse. Neither did it lessen over time, like you would assume it would. It is the case with drugs. Have never taken any myself, but that’s how addiction works.”
“Are you comparing me with hard drugs?”

“I was”, he says shamelessly, of course not seeing the insult, at all. “Took me forever to figure out that it wasn’t addiction, or habit. Quite distracting, like I said.”
“Habit?”
“Yes. We spent two months together in the same rhythm. I was used to come over, study, fuck you, kiss you goodbye. A routine, you see. Humans are creatures of habit. In fact, I did set off for your house three times after we finished.”
“The schedule”, Mel smiles and he nods.
“Yes. I forgot to delete you.”

Her heart misses a beat and she inwardly rolls her eyes that she finds something like this romantic.
“You never forget anything.”
“No. As you see, I was quite unwell. I thought my mental abilities were decreasing. So naturally I tried to figure out what was wrong. If I was simply used to coming to you, or if it was sexual addiction,” Mel couldn’t help but snort at that, “or something else.”
“And what was the result of your study?”

“That I love you.”

Her breath gets stuck in her throat.
“What?”
“I love you. It’s the only logical solution. I know love. I love my parents, though the feeling is not the same, it has the same symptoms. I missed my mother when she was in hospital three years ago. I also miss my grandmother-”
Mel gasps, her heart clenching. Gosh, his grandma died. She hadn’t heard. If she had known, she would have at least texted him.

“Oh,” Scott finally understands her distress, “no, I mean my other grandmother. On my mother’s side.”

“Oh, okay.”

Such a relief washes over her. She can’t believe how much she still cares for this idiot.

“So, yes. I know what missing someone feels like. And I miss you. Not just the kissing part. Or the sex. Mostly I miss being with you.”
“Yeah?”
He nods.
“I am sorry that I hurt you, Melanie. I did not understand.”
“Scott…”
She hugs him, she can’t help it. Immediately his arms wrap around her.
“I love you, too. I wish you would have said something earlier.”

“I couldn’t. It would have disturbed you.”
Mel leans back, her hands playing with the strands of his hair.
“You were working so hard.”
“So were you. We could have worked together.”
He shakes his head.
“You needed to do this on your own. Prove it to yourself. Realize that you can do it, and that you need no one but yourself.”
Tears are filling her eyes and she bites down on her full bottom lip.
“You really are a great teacher. Mr. Hughes was right. Despite your horrifying social skills.”

She kisses him then, and he kisses her back, his tongue moving in her mouth slow and tenderly. Within seconds the cock underneath his robe is hard and pushing against her pubic mound.
A surprised eek leaves her throat when Scott cups her breast with his hand, here, with everyone only a few feet away.

“Can we fuck, Mel?” he asks while she throws concerned looks over his shoulder.
“Now? The ceremony starts any second.”

“The first hour is only boring speeches and music. I don’t understand why this is necessary, anyway. I’d much rather fuck you.”
“Thanks for the compliment”, she says ironically and takes his hand.
“Where do you want to fuck?” she asks him as she leads him away just when the Spanish teacher calls them to take their seats.
“The lab”, they say simultaneously and she giggles.

They leave the door open, too busy kissing each other. Scott guides them to his table and as soon as her ass bumps into it, opens her robe. She is wearing a red dress which he now simply pulls off her shoulders and lets fall to the floor. Then he pulls down her panties and lifts her on the table. She is still wearing her robe. Knowingly, she smiles and spreads her legs as he quickly sheds his clothes, leaving the robe on, as well.
Now being the old Scott she knows, he pushes two fingers into her without ceremony, swirling them around and pulling out again, taking a probe of her juice. He spreads his fingers, little strings dangling between them. He puts his fingers into his mouth and sucks it off. Before he does anything else to her, he pushes his cock into her puffy bald slit. Both of them groan.
“Oh, Scott…”, Mel breathes and lifts her leg to her body, enjoying being stretched so far by his wonderful dick.
“Please don’t move. Just push in all the way…ah…yes, yes. God, I missed you so much…Suck my nipples, Scott. All you like. Make me come just from your gorgeous cock in my pussy and your mouth on my tits.”

She knows he can. He’s done it once before, when she was in no mood to work. Back then it was a punishment, not fucking her, but this time she enjoys it beyond compare. This way she can feel his hips, can sling her legs around him, feel and smell his body while watching him suck at her pink nipples. Scott still knows how to please her, knows that she enjoys her nipples being bitten and sucked hard. Within minutes she comes, shamelessly moaning across the lab, not giving a damn who hears her.

As usual Scott watches her while she is climaxing and milking his big dick, looking more curious than aroused. But she doesn’t mind. Now she knows that he loves her. And that is all that counts.
When her pussy stops clenching, Scott drapes her long legs over his shoulders and starts fucking her. He pulls at her belly to open up her slit so he can see his cock move in and out, glistening with her juices in the artificial light. He seems all focused on her pussy now, so Mel leans back and closes her eyes and simply enjoys getting fucked by the man she loves. He’s working her good, his thrusts building up in speed and depth, bringing her to the edge in no time. She is ready to come when he unexpectedly pulls out. A sound of desperation leaves her lips and she raises her head just in time to see him bend down and bury his face between her legs. A second later his tongue darts into her and Mel lets out a throaty moan.
“Fuck, Scott, yes yes!”
She has just enough time to fist a hand into his hair. The tongue is fucking her so good she comes almost immediately.

Letting out a scream she stretches her legs up in the air and rolls her hips, rubbing her pussy on Scott’s outstretched tongue.
“Fuuuck…”, she breathes happily as she calms down and gently pulls at Scott’s hair to make him stand. He looks down at her between her outstretched legs, smiling, his lips coated with her juice.

“Take me, Scott. However you wish. I’m yours.”
They have done some naughty stuff during their two months, so Mel is quite excited. She is ready to get throat-fucked or ass-fucked, fuck she would willingly lick his ass if he wanted her to. She loves being naughty with him because somehow it doesn’t feel dirty with him, just fucking amazing.

So she is almost shocked when he gently makes her lie on the long table and climbs on top of her, resting his full weight on her. Looking deeply into her eyes, he enters her anew and fucks her slow and deep.

“Scott…” she whispers. Never have they had so much body contact. She feels all of him.
“Melanie…” he breathes and pushes deep into her.
She wraps her arms around him and pulls him in for a kiss. They never stop kissing, not even when he fucks her hard and fast, both of them racing to their orgasms. Miraculously, they come together, falling apart in each other’s arms, and even then they won’t stop kissing, only moaning into their open, panting mouths.

“Marry me”, Scott pants into her mouth, still pushing his softening cock into her.
“Yes.”

Maybe they’re too young to marry. But neither of them cares. They feel they belong together, so who cares what everyone else thinks?!