Subject: Spring Break Finale
Story Codes: MF oral incest father daughter
Diary Date: March 26, 2006
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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It was the last day of a great Spring Break. Although it was hard to
leave home, I got a great sendoff - definitely a day for the diary! It
started with a great wakeup call and then off to church where I was
reunited with an old friend in more ways than one!
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 Good Morning Daddy!
Chapter 2 An Old Boyfriend Reappears
Chapter 3 Greg Fucks Me in Church
Chapter 1 Good Morning Daddy!
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When I finally went to bed Saturday night I was exhausted. What a week!
After arriving home the previous Friday night for Spring break I spent
the weekend with my family making up for some lost time. Then I decided
to take my cousin up on her offer to join her and some friends for a few
days at Nags Head at the OBX. My cousin has always had a wilder streak
in her than me and her friends fit right in with her. They may have all
be a couple years younger than me but I was the one who learned a few
things!
Returning home late Friday night I was greeted by my horny father. I
have never refused my father and this was not going to be a first time so
despite being tired from the long trip home I took care of his needs
before finally getting to bed. Then on Saturday instead of sleeping in
my friends dragged me off shopping and that afternoon my cousin Rick
stopped by. He had told his mom he needed to "help around the house" and
I wonder what she would have said if he said the truth that he was
going over to fuck the daylights out of his older cousin! My dad had to
work all day but when he got home the bulge in his pants was a clear sign
of what he wanted so you can imagine how the evening went from there!
Well, after all that you can see why I was sleeping so soundly the next
Sunday morning. My alarm was set so I could get to church on time but in
the meantime I was practically unconscious! I remember having some vague
dreams but have no idea what they were. I can only remember waking up
feeling something warm and hard pressing against my ass, rubbing up and
down the crack of my butt. My boobs was being caressed and I could feel
the warmth of someone pressing against my back as I laid on my side. At
first I thought I was still dreaming. I couldn't even open my eyes and
whatever was happening to me felt distant but at the same time I could
feel something waking inside of me, something between my legs.
As I laid there, not moving a muscle or even opening my eyes, I began to
slowly wake as I became more aware of what was being done to me. A large
hand was cupping my boob, squeezing it gently and running my nipple
between the fingers. I then realized what was rubbing against my ass a
nice hard cock! I could feel the body behind me moving as he humped my
butt, rubbing his cock up and down my ass, sometime letting it slide
between my legs so it would tease my pussy which I could tell had been
getting quite wet all on its own.
"Oh god you feel so soft and smooth," a voice whispered in my ear. The
fog lifted from my groggy head as I recognized the voice it was my
wonderful dad!
I moaned softly and squirmed just a bit to let him know I was awake. I
just laid there then and let him run his hand all over me, up and down my
naked body. I jumped involuntarily when he hit a ticklish spot on my
side just above my hips but then his fingers traced a path down my leg
and then back up along my torso. He massaged my boobs again then and
pulled gently on my nipples. All the while his hips were slowly pushing
up and down against my ass, rubbing his cock (which was hard as a rock)
against my smooth ass.
"I love you Kelly," he whispered as his hand worked its way down between
my legs.
I lifted my leg up slightly to make it easier for him to reach between
them and he cupped my bare pussy in his strong hand. His middle finger
worked its way between my wet pussy lips and then pushed inside of my
pussy until it was buried in me. He slowly worked it in and out of me
like he was fucking me with his finger.
"Mmmmmmm," I moaned softly as he slipped a second finger in me, "Oh
daddy, that feels so good."
"God I love your pussy," he said softly as he rubbed my clit with the
palm of his hand while his fingers explored me. "Oh fuck, it's so tight
and smooth, no wonder all the boys want you."
"Touch me daddy," I softly begged him, "I love it when you touch me more
than anyone. Make me cum... oh daddy please make me cum."
Unlike some girls, I have always found it easy to reach an orgasm. I
think it's more your state of mind than anything and as I was totally
comfortable with my body and sexuality I think it definitely made it
easier for me to achieve a climax. Even so, when I was with my dad it
seemed almost effortless. He could make me cum just by playing with my
hair and running his hand between my legs.
This morning was no exception as not long after he started rubbing my
hardened clit I could feel my pussy surging. I groaned more loudly as I
felt the feeling grow and expand, spreading outwards through the rest of
my body. Goose bumps rose as every inch of my skin tingled and then felt
like it was on fire as my orgasm suddenly ignited. My pussy felt like it
was gushing a stream of cum as I stiffened and reached down to hold his
hand tightly against me.
"Oh my god daddy!" I cried, "Oh yea, that's it, you know how to make me
cum soooooo good."
He was relentless, driving me to a peak and holding me there. He knew me
so well, how my body reacted when I came and he knew how to interpret my
movements and sounds. If he pushed too hard I was orgasm so hard it was
like an explosion fast and furious but quickly over. Too slow and it
would fade before its time. My dad's fingers played my pussy like a fine
violin, like a concert musician rising and falling with the score,
keeping me on that knife edge of pleasure that blocked out everything
except the feelings he was creating in me.
Finally I felt it slowly dying and he allowed me to collapse, dropping my
leg and shuddering each time he would tease my throbbing cunt by letting
his finger lightly rub against it. I was breathing heavily as if I had
just run a race and he turned my over on my back and leaned over me. I
finally opened my eyes for the first time and looked at his face. He was
smiling at me and then he lowered his head to kiss me. I felt my boobs
press against his chest as his tongue reached out into my mouth, running
along my gums and toying with my tongue. We kissed passionately for the
longest time as he put one leg over mine and pressed his crotch against
my leg. His cock felt so hard against me!
Finally our lips parted and he stroked my hair softly as he gazed
lovingly at me and said. "Oh Kelly, youre such a wonderful daughter.
How could I ever deserve a girl like you?"
I smiled back at him, the warmth of my orgasm still running throughout
me. I reached down between us and held his cock in my hand. I could
feel the blood pulsing in it as his heart throbbed with lust and
anticipation. I knew what he wanted and I wanted to give it to him.
"Fuck me daddy," I whispered huskily to him, "Show me how much you love
me."
It goes without saying I knew my dad loved me totally and he didn't have
to fuck me to prove it. I could have never fucked him and it would have
not changed his love for me one iota. That was not the point however.
It wasn't to prove he loved me but rather because he loved me that I
wanted him to take me completely. It wasn't because I needed to prove I
loved him but because I loved my father that I wanted to submit myself
to him to give myself to him in every way possible. I wanted to please
him as only his daughter could. No one else in the world could give him
what I could his daughter's sexuality. What better gift could I give
him than that?
My dad didn't say another word as he moved on top of me. I spread my
legs wide apart and he lifted them high over his shoulders as he kneeled
between them. My head was propped up on my pillow and I looked down past
my stomach where I could see his hairy crotch with his erect dick
sticking out from it, the large head just inches from my waiting pussy.
I put my hands on my boobs and squeezed them as he took his cock in one
hand and leaned forward such that the head was pressing against my pussy
which was crying out to be filled.
"Fuck me daddy," I said louder to him this time.
I didn't have to say more, those three simple words were all he wanted to
hear from me. After all, what father wouldn't be thrilled to hear his
young daughter say that? I would bet heavily that even those that claim
they would never consider such a thing would still get aroused if she
told him that.
My dad rubbed the head of his cock up and down my wet pussy lips, making
me jump when it hit my still sensitive clit. Then finally as I watched I
saw the head slowly disappear as he parted my pussy lips and pushed just
the head inside of me. God it felt so good!!! My crotch felt like it
was being split open as he penetrated me, forcing me to open up under the
pressure of his dick. His hips slowly worked back and forth as he moved
just the head around the outer opening of my pussy where he knew I was
the most sensitive. He knew I would tell him when it was time to go
further and finally I was ready.
"Deeper daddy," I told him, "Put your cock all the way inside of me."
"Oh yeah baby," he groaned as he pushed himself into me, "Such a sweet
cunt... god you're still so tight!"
While I knew my mom and dad loved having sex, face it mom had twenty
years and a baby under her belt compared to me so it was no fair
comparison between me pussy and hers. Even though he loved fucking my
mom, I knew my dad enjoyed the feel of my tight pussy. He would never
cheat on my mom so my cousin and I were the only young pussy he got to
fuck and I was thrilled knowing I could make him feel so good simply by
letting him fuck me.
My dad starting to fuck me harder then, driving himself deeper into me
and then pulling out until just the tip of his cock was barely still in
me. A few times he pulled out just a bit too far and would slip out of
me but he would quickly recover each time, getting himself back in me
again as quickly as possible. The closer my dad would get to his orgasm
the more he would talk and dirtier he would get. I loved it when he
spoke to me like I was some slut to whore rather than trying to me all
nice to me like I was some innocent little girl. I could be his daughter
AND a slut and that is what I tried to be.
"Oh fuck, I love fucking you," he gasped as he pumped his cock in and out
of me. "You're such a fucking hot little slut, teasing all the boys the
way you do, sucking and fucking every one you can. But they don't know
who makes you cum best do they?"
It was hard to say anything the way he was pounding me, driving the
breath from me with each thrust of his dick into my wet pussy. I tried
anyway though...
"Yes daddy, fuck me. God you fuck me so much better than they do," I
finally managed to say.
"That's it my little slut," he replied, "That's my little girl. You want
your daddy's cum slut? You ready for me cum in you?"
I moaned as I felt myself approaching another orgasm myself. "Cum in me
daddy," I begged, "I want you to give me your cum... I want it DEEP
inside of me."
"Ohhhhhhhhh fuck!!!" he cried out as he pressed his crotch tightly
against me, driving his cock into me as deep as he could. "I'm cumming
bitch, daddy's cumming!"
I felt his cock swell and suddenly a bloom of heat erupted deep inside of
me as his sperm erupted from the tip of his cock. Knowing he was filling
me with his cum was all I needed to get my second orgasm in gear and my
pussy clamped down tight onto his cock as I creamed all over him. His
first load was quickly followed by a second, third and then a fourth as
he drove himself deeper into me until I felt my legs would split apart
from him pushing between them so hard. I lifted my hips up to him,
wanting every drop from his cock as my own orgasm peaked quickly this
time. Finally he had delivered all he could and he moved my legs down to
the bed and fell forward onto his elbows just over me. His cock was
still in me and I could feel it pulsing and twitching.
"Stay in me daddy," I whispered softly to him, my voice thick with sex.
"Stay inside of me... I love being joined together with you like this."
My dad kissed my neck softly and murmured, "Yes Kelly, anything you
want."
We laid like that for what seemed like an hour but was probably only ten
to fifteen minutes. We kissed and nuzzled each other, sharing a bond
that can only exist between a father and daughter. Our bodies were
joined together as intimately as a man and woman can be and I felt so
secure with my father inside of me.
Unfortunately my alarm clock was still set and the buzzing broke the
moment. Looking at the time we both realized we need to get going if we
were going to make it to church on time. My dad kissed me and slipped
his now softened cock from my pussy. For an instant I felt an incredible
loss, as if something was missing from me and now I was incomplete. My
hand reached down to cover my now lonely pussy and I looked hungrily at
my dad.
"That's my Kelly," he laughed softly, "Never satisfied. God help your
husband someday because I don't know how the poor guy is going to survive
with your needs."
Chapter 2 An Old Boyfriend Reappears
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With that he left and I took the opportunity to head into the bathroom.
I suddenly had to piss like crazy and although my mom was in there doing
her hair I sat down and quickly relieved myself. My mom looked down from
holding her hairbrush and curling iron to smile at me.
"Well, did you two have a good time this morning?" she asked with a foxy
smile.
"Oh mom!" I sighed. My dad did me every morning when I was home and
every morning she asked the same silly question as if she didnt already
know the answer.
"Well, when he woke up this morning he was horny as hell so I figured you
would be getting it good this morning," she chuckled.
She finished up and left me to shower and clean up. I passed my dad as I
left the bathroom and I grabbed his cock playfully as we tuned to let
each other by in the doorway.
"Hey now," he laughed, "Get your hot little ass ready for church."
I giggled and ran into my room. The weather has sucked lately and as
much as I wanted to wear something sexy and short I really didn't feel
like freezing either so I compromised. I picked out one of my favorite
"peasant girl" dresses this kind with shoulders you can either wear up
or let them slide down with a pleated bosom and long flowing skirt. At
church I wore it with the shoulders up but outside of there I loved to
wear them on my upper arms which made my boobs look better. As long as
it was I would just wear some knee-high hose and heels.
That was it. I would be damned if I was going to wear a bra and panties
to church today as horny as I was. I always felt a little thrill
whenever I was walking into church with nothing underneath. Most people
probably didn't have a clue but I knew there were more than a few boys-
and men, that knew me well enough to know I was naked underneath. I
guess it would be appropriate since I was in church to say I also knew
them biblically!
I left my hair loose and flowing over my shoulders and put on just a
touch of makeup to hide a few minor blemishes. I got on-line to check my
mail. My computer is set up to log into yahoo automatically and as usual
I had a host of messages waiting for me. I almost always stay invisible
since the moment I go "available" my screen is covered with IM windows of
people wanting to chat with me. Normally I look at who left me a message
and I try to respond to as many as I can. As usual, I ended up chatting
with a few guys but with church coming up I had to end the conversations
pretty quickly.
My mom called for me from the first floor where I headed down to find my
parents with coats on, waiting impatiently for me.
"How come the only time we are late to church is when you are home
Kelly?" my mom teased me.
I looked at my dad and gave him a wink before replied, "Maybe it has
something to do with Dad?" I said with a smirk.
They both laughed and my dad kissed my mom. We started to go downstairs
when my dad turned around and moved behind me.
"Pre-church inspection," he announced as he lifted my skirt. "Hmmmmmm,
just as I suspected. Now just what does my little slut of a daughter
have in mind for church this morning?"
"Daddy!!!" I protested as I pulled my skirt back down. "It never hurts
to be prepared," I said with a pout.
Both my parents just shook their heads as we got in my dad's SUV and
headed to church. Upon arriving we said hello to the usual folks and
headed for the basement where they served coffee and donuts before the
service. I hung my coat up and felt a twinge in my pussy as I noticed a
number of the guys taking an extra look at me. I pretended not to notice
but I had sucked more than a few of them and fucked a couple so I could
imagine what was going through their heads at the moment.
As we waited in line I heard a voice from behind me.
"Kelly?!" someone called to me, "Is that you?"
I turned and there was Greg, one of the guys I use to date in high
school. I hadn't seen him in ages and apparently he was now going to our
church as this was the first time I had seen him there. Greg came up to
me and smiled saying, "Wow, you have really changed since high school!"
Well, a couple of bra cup sizes didn't hurt and my face and figure had
become more, well, womanized than teenager so I guess he was right. I
could imagine what else he as wondering had changed as well. Greg and I
had gone out a few times when we were in high school but other than the
usual blowjob I gave every guy I dated back then, I never had let him
touch me, let alone fuck me. He got to see my pussy when I masturbated
while I sucked him but I didn't let him touch it. That was true actually
with most of the guys I dated.
Greg had been OK back then but nothing to write home about. He was a bit
nerdy and although he had a nice cock, I wasn't interested in letting him
have more of me. Well, I wasn't the only one to have changed! Mr. Geek
was now Mr. Hunk. The glasses were gone and he had a fine ass that his
trousers couldn't hide. He was a lot taller now and hovered high over
me. He had a pretty nice cock back then and my eyes involuntarily
drifted to his crotch where I wondered what he was now packing under
those pants. I felt just a brief moment of embarrassment when he
apparently realized where my attention had wandered to.
"Well, I see you haven't changed completely," he laughed. "Still teasing
all the boys? Oh wait, that's right, I heard you're going to some
straight religious college. Wow, that must have been a change for you!"
If nothing else, he was a lot more forward than the shy kid I had dated
four years before! If he hadn't been so gorgeous I probably would have
slapped him! As horny as I was this morning though all I could think
about was how his cock would taste now. I always had a feeling that
given a chance I wouldn't be turning him down this time either! I picked
up some orange juice and we drifted away from the crowds.
"So you're pretty bold these days," I said to him to open the
conversation.
"Yea, I'm not the shy geek anymore I guess you could say," he replied
with a smile. "Besides, from what I remember you never seemed to mind a
guy talking to you like that."
He was right of course. I have always loved it when guys were open and
direct with me. Even when I chat on-line I love hearing guys tell me how
much they want to fuck me. I hated playing silly games why not just
tell one another what you wanted? As that thought crossed my mind I
realized I wasn't listening to my own advice. I knew what I wanted yet
here I was playing footsie with this guy like two little teenagers.
Well, the hell with that!
I gave Greg a patented Kelly slutty grin and said, "So tell me Rick, has
your cock grown up as much as the rest of you?"
Greg actually blushed a bit at that one which I thought was rather cute.
I guess he wasn't accustomed to a girl being quite so direct with him.
Well, we didn't have much time so either it was get to the point or head
upstairs for the service. Greg looked around nervously and hesitated so
I pushed up the ante a little more.
"Well, am I going to find out or not?" I said with a sly grin. "Besides,
I believe you didn't get everything you wanted our last time together and
I want to make that up to you."
Well, I didn't exactly come right out and say I wanted him to fuck me but
how much more blatant could I get? If he didn't take the ball now and
run with it I would just say the hell with it and get up to join my
parents. I wasn't worried about them as they had seen me move away with
Greg and I knew that if I didn't show up they would understand why.
"Here?" Greg asked with his voice just a little bit higher than it had
been. "I mean, in church?"
"Why not?" I said with a little laugh, "beats listening to a boring
sermon."
"Oh?" he asked with a smile, "and I guess you know that from past
experience?"
I just smiled at him flirtatiously and waited for him to make the next
move. He took a deep breath and I knew his little head was now doing all
the thinking!
"Well, since you're the expert, where?" he asked.
Chapter 3 Greg Fucks Me in Church
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I took Greg by the hand and led him out of the room. Out in the hallway
there was a door that led to the maintenance room which I knew from past
experience would be empty during the service. As we entered the room I
smiled a lot of memories in here! He closed the door and locked it
behind us. Better to have someone question why it was locked than catch
us!
The custodian kept a little living area there for him to relax in with an
old couch, chair and even a TV set. It wasn't much but it was clean and
what more could I ask for? We moved over to the couch ad he stood close
to me. He started to reach out and I knew he wanted to kiss me but I
wasn't here for romance I wanted him to fuck me!
I pulled my head back without being too mean about it and smiled at him.
My hand moved between his legs and I pulled it upwards to grasp his
crotch. I could feel his balls and cock under the loose thin fabric of
his pants and was pleased to see he was already well on his way to a nice
erection.
"THIS is what I want," I said firmly, "Strip for me now."
Greg's eyes widened but the little head was still in charge and he did
what I asked. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, placing it over
the chair back. Mmmmmmm, he had indeed grown up! His chest was well
built and there wasn't an ounce of fat on that stomach. The belt was
unbuckled next and he quickly removed his pants along with his shoe and
socks at the same time. He stood there in front of my in his jockey
shorts and I just shook my head at him.
"ALL of it!" I commanded him. I grinned and slipped his underwear off.
He had to pull the waistband out a bit to clear his cock which was now in
full raging hard-on mode. And when he pulled them off his cock flipped
out and pointed to the sky like a dagger. God it looked even better than
I had remembered!
"Sit down on the couch," I told him and he dropped down as I stood
between his legs and kneeled in front of him. I reached forward and
grabbed his stiff member. My hand barely fit around it! He wasn't the
longest cock I had had by any means but it was nice and thick which I
prefer over length any day. He was circumcised and the head looked
positively delicious. I slowly stroked him in my hand and looked up at
his eyes.
"Do you want me to suck your cock, Greg?" I asked in a slutty voice.
Greg was breathing pretty heavy already and his cock was so hard I
thought it might burst. He licked his lips before he answered and took
in a deep breath.
"Oh god yes, Kelly," he said softly, "I have jerked off a thousand times
dreaming of the last time you blew me."
Now THAT was a nice compliment! I was quite proud of my oral skills and
many a guy who claimed he had never cum from a girl sucking him found out
just how good I was. Every cock I sucked was different and I loved
trying new ones whenever I could. Greg's was going to be treat, I could
tell that already.
I looked at his cock and licked my lips in anticipation. With one hand I
gently stroked it while with the other first I just ran my fingers
through the thick bush of pubic hair that surrounded it. Considering he
was almost hairless over the rest of his body he had an incredible mass
of hair in his crotch. It was if the hair from everywhere else had been
transplanted between his legs!
I loved the coarse feeling of the curly hair between my gingers and the
way it ran through them. I moved my hand down to gently hold his balls,
rolling them gently against one another. They were covered with thick
hair as well and hung low from his body.
I looked up at him one more time and then at his cock as I leaned forward
and gently ran my tongue from the base up the back of it to the very tip
of his swollen head. I repeated this several times, wetting his cock and
making it easier to stroke with my hand. My lips softly kissed the tip
of his cock and then I took just enough into my mouth to be able to hold
it and run my tongue along it.
God he smelled so good! I love the musky smell of a man's crotch,
especially when he is getting horny and the sex seems to ooze like from
his pores like strong perfume. My tongue ran around the base of his
head, under the lip that surrounded it and then ticking it where it forms
a little "V".
Then slowly, oh so slowly, I started to take him in my mouth more and
more in one complete motion. It was so thick I had to open my mouth wide
to take him but fortunately he wasn't too long to make it impossible to
take him all in. Finally just as his cock was pushing against the back
of my throat I met the base and felt his thatch of hair tickle my cheeks
and nose.
"Oh... my... God!" Greg groaned as I twisted my head around his cock
which was now completely engulfed by my mouth. "Damn Kelly, how do you
DO that?"
It was a rhetorical question but if I could have answered him I would
have smiled and just said, "practice", which was the truth actually. I
have been fucked by over a hundred cocks but have sucked a hell of a lot
more. I guess it's only natural when you combine experience with
something you love doing that you should get pretty good at it after a
while! Besides, I had two of the best teachers a girl could ask for my
mom and dad!
I needed to breath so I pulled my head up until he was barely in my
mouth. I like to think of sucking a cock as almost a reverse fucking. I
just imagine my mouth as a vagina and do to his cock what my pussy does
when he fucks me. My theory is a pussy is the natural home for a cock so
anything it does has to be good so if I can mimic that with my mouth then
the results should be a great blowjob.
Well, all I can say is so far nobody has disputed my theory! There is
also the fact that I can do things with my mouth my pussy can only dream
of plus my tongue plays a major role as well. Sucking cock is one of my
favorite things to do. It's really not like having sex Clinton was
just being more honest than most people will admit. Sex involves a cock
and a pussy. If either is missing you can't really call it sex. Sucking
a guy's cock is more like him playing with my hair than fucking me. If
nothing else, it's FUN!
I also have to admit there is a little bit of power in that when I blow a
guy I feel totally in control of him. A lot of guys seem to think that
when they tell a girl to suck their cock they are being dominant. Well,
if it makes them feel good to think that then I won't burst their bubble
but face it, who is dominant when I have it between my teeth? If you
have any doubt over the dominance factor, just ask yourself why is it
that a guy will do almost anything for me if he thinks there is even the
most remote chance I'll suck him?
I rest my case!
I alternated between stroking his cock in and out of my mouth with
running my lips and tongue up and down the sides of it along with just
sucking on it like a popsicle. Finally I could tell he was getting ready
to cum his breath was coming faster and faster and the groans were
getting louder. I put my hands around him and held his ass as I stroked
his cock in and out no-handed. I looked up at him as I did and he was
staring at me, his face looking like he was almost in pain with the
pleasure I was giving him.
"I want to cum in your mouth," he whispered hoarsely.
I didn't answer because my mouth was full of cock but he got the message
as I stroked his cock even faster with my mouth. I didn't take my eyes
off of him as I wanted to see his face when he came. It wasn't much
longer before he did as suddenly I felt his cock swell just a fraction
more and his hips lifted involuntarily upward. A long moan escaped from
his mouth as his eyes rolled back and his cock erupted with cum. I only
had an inch or so in my mouth so it squirted against the back of my mouth
and collected on my tongue.
Mmmmmmm, he tasted so damn good. Some girls don't like the bitterness of
cum but I found the salty mixture to be quite tasty. The gooiness is
another turnoff for a lot of my friends but I also like the feeling of it
as it covers my tongue and the inside of my mouth like a slimy film.
Even after I swallow the film stays behind and I can taste it for a long
time afterwards so long as I don't eat or drink too much over it.
Greg's cock kept jerking in my mouth but he reached out to hold my head
firmly on it. I could feel a little leaking past my lips and dripping
down my chin but I was able to keep the vast majority of it in my mouth.
When he had finished I let him slide from my mouth and I kneeled upright,
smiling at him and then opening my mouth to show him his load of cum
inside of my mouth. I even stuck out my tongue so he could see the pool
of cum that had collected on it.
"God you are a sexy little slut," he said with a grin. "I've never known
another girl that likes cum as much as you do."
I swallowed it all down then and stood up in front of him. His cock was
still as rigid as ever which was fine with me because I was far from
being finished with it. For the moment though I had other needs that
required attention. I lifted my skirt and his eyes widened when he saw I
wasn't wearing any panties. I ran my hand over my bare pussy as I held
my skirt up with the other one.
"So, do you like my pussy Greg?" I asked seductively.
Greg's eyes were riveted on my crotch as he leaned forward to get a
better view. I reached out for his hand and pulled don him saying,
"C'mon, trade places it's your turn now to satisfy me."
As Greg stood up I lifted the dress up over my head and took it off. I
reached down and turned down the knee-highs until they were bunched up at
my ankles with my heels still on. The heels had these horrible straps
that were a pain to get on and off so I left them on. Besides, guys seem
to like a girl with nothing on but high heels. Now for the first time
Greg was seeing me nude and I felt a little thrill at the way he was
looking at me. I could tell that he wanted me badly.
I love it when a man looks at me that way, even if he isn't going to fuck
me but in this case I knew Greg was going to be doing that to me soon
which made it all the more hotter. I sat down in his place and felt the
warmth on the chair where his bare ass had been. I put one leg over the
arm of the chair and spread the other out to the side, giving him a wide
open view of my wet pussy. He was standing in front of me, his still
hard cock as hard as ever and knew he wanted to fuck me but he had to
earn it first.
"Lick my pussy," I told him.
To be perfectly honest, most guys just don't seem to get it when it comes
to licking pussy. Girls are by far my favorites when it comes to having
my pussy licked but I know guys like it and besides it DOES feel good
so why not? Greg didn't waste any time in getting down on his knees and
putting his face in my crotch. He didn't even bother touching me first
or doing anything before he went right at sucking on my clit (note to
guys foreplay IS important!).
Well, simply put he licked me for a while like any other guy his age done
in a way that seems to say "Hey, if I have to do this I will so long as
I get to fuck her". Most guys claim to like licking pussy but I think
subconsciously the little head is saying it wants to get fucking which,
of course, overrides all over commands. Finally I figured it was time to
get to it so lifted his head up and looked into his face as it glistened
with my pussy juices.
"Fuck me," I said softly.
It doesn't take long for every girl to learn the power of those two
words. Guys just seem to melt when they hear them and their eyes just
sparkle when a girl asked them to fuck her. For just a moment I thought
about what a difference circumstances can make though. When I told Greg
to fuck me, it was completely different than a few hours earlier when I
asked my dad to fuck me. At this time it was a command, an order telling
him to get his cock into my pussy. There was no emotion involved unless
you call lust an emotion. It was simple a demand to satisfy me, to do
something to me I needed and wanted right then. It really didn't matter
if it was Greg, Dick or Harry I wanted a cock in my pussy and I wanted
his at the moment.
With my dad, it was not only a request, it was an offer. When I said
those words to my father it was an act of submission as I giving myself
over to him for his satisfaction more than taking care of my own needs.
There was no emotion when I said them to Greg but when I told them to my
dad they were words of love and respect love for my dad and the firm
knowledge that he respected me as his daughter. Yes, it amazing how the
same two words can have completely opposite meanings!
Greg didn't care though about the nuances of my command to him. From the
moment he first saw me I knew he wanted to fuck me and now suddenly he
found himself nude with that same girl and she was asking him to do it!
God how that must have turned him on. I dropped my leg from the chair
arm and he put his arms under my knees and raised my legs upward. I was
slouched in the chair so my pussy was raised up making it easier for him
to see and then to put his cock inside of me.
There was nothing too subtle to it, he just pointed his cock at my pussy
and shoved it in to the hilt. I gasped as even though I was soaking wet
from his licking the thickness of his cock stretched me out more than
normal. Damn it was like having a baby at first! He was even fatter
than most of my mom's dildos but after the initial shock it felt like
heaven on earth an appropriate analogy I guess given the circumstances!
Greg started fucking me again the way most guys his age did, however it
made him feel good. I guess I can blame the porn flicks which seem to
focus on the guy and the girls may as well be blow-up dolls. Slam-Bam-
Thank You Maam! Oh well, I love being fucked and while some times it
can be better than others, I can't say I have every NOT liked being
fucked! As Greg fucked me he seed to gain more confidence and soon he
was taking more control. He pulled out of me suddenly and grabbed me and
lifted me from the chair.
"Now we do it my way," he said as he flipped me around and then pushed me
down on all fours.
The floor was cold but clean but I was still glad that glad I wasn't
wearing my dress. I realized immediately that he wanted to do me doggie
style which was fine with me. I spread my legs a bit to open my pussy
wider more for him and soon he was on one knee positioning his cock in
me. His hands held my hips at the waist as he pulled me and pushed me in
time with the thrusts of his cock in and out of me. When he banged into
me our bodies made a slapping sound which at first seemed terribly loud
but then I realized it wasn't as bad as I thought. He grunted like a pig
in heat as he fucked pussy from behind.
"I'm going to cum in you Kelly," he said suddenly.
I noted the subtle change in tone from before. When I was sucking him he
had asked me to cum in my mouth. Now that he was fucking me he was
telling me what he was going to do. That's fine with me as I actually
prefer a guy to be in charge! I like to say I enjoy being submissive so
long as people don't misinterpret it. I am not talking the master-slave
kinky kind of submission. I just like it when men take control of a
situation at least outwardly. Most men have no idea how often they are
maneuvered by women into thinking they are in control but that is our
special gift and I will use it! It doesn't hurt than men are handicapped
by having a body part that takes control and a makes stupid decisions
anytime a woman smiles at hem either!
"That's OK Greg, you can cum in me," I replied even though he had not
really asked for permission. "I want to feel your sperm deep inside of
me."
There was something almost animal-like when a man came in me. When his
sperm fills me it is almost as if he is mating me, like a male animal
subduing the female and impregnating her. I have been on the pill
religiously since I first started having sex back when I was fourteen so
I wasn't worried about getting pregnant but it still gave me a feeling I
can't quite describe to know a man's seed is in me, struggling to achieve
its purpose in life.
Another couple of stroked and Greg fulfilled his end of the bargain.
Coming so close to his previous orgasm the amount of cum didn't seem to
be quite so much this time but in this case it was more just the fact the
he came in me at all than how much. He rammed his cock as deep into me
as he could, grinding his hairy crotch against my smooth ass. It felt
like a soft hairbrush caressing my butt.
After he stopped cumming I moved forward until he was out of me and
quickly grabbed his cock and took it in my mouth. Mmmmmmm, nothing quite
like the combination of my pussy and his cum! Greg shuddered when I
sucked his sensitive cock and as he shrank a few drops of cum would leak
from his cock into my mouth.
Finally we were finished. There was no need of any "afterglow" such as
kissing or hugging. We both had come into that room with one goal in
mind to fuck each other. I reached between my legs and wiped some of
the cum that was leaking from my cunt and licked it from my fingers while
he watched.
"God you look so sexy and slutty when you do that," he said admiringly.
I reached for my dress and dropped it over my head. One nice thing about
not wearing underwear easy to get dressed fast. I was still in a bit
of a cloud from having been fucked but I knew I had to get going. The
service was about to be finished and before long the hallway outside
would be filled with people. It would be a bit hard to explain why I
looked so flushed coming out of the maintenance room with a sexy guy like
Greg. I waved goodbye to him as he was buttoning his shirt and cracked
open the door. The coast was clear and I stepped out quickly. I walked
down and never looked back. Sure enough the service was letting out and
so I grabbed my coat and met my parents out in the parking lot.
"So what got into you?" my mom asked.
"Greg," I replied after which both she and my dad laughed.
"We figured you weren't going to let him get away unscathed," my dad said
as we pulled away. "It was hard sitting there during the sermon thinking
about the two of you fucking downstairs I assume you used the
maintenance room again?" I nodded and then he continued, "So spill it
girl was he as good as your dear old dad?"
"Oh daddy!" I said with a bit of a pout, "You know better than to ask
that."
My mom chimed in then saying, "Well, he must have been pretty good to get
you so worked up you forgot to pull up your hose afterwards."
I looked down and realized in horror that she was correct! God, I wonder
if anyone else had noticed. It wasn't that I was ashamed or anything it
was just unlike my cousin Kristi I didn't like to be so blatant about it.
She seemed to enjoy her reputation as school slut but I wanted to teach
in this community someday so a little discretion was advised.
We all ended up laughing at my silly mistake as my dad drove off to
wherever he had planned to take us to lunch. I knew afterwards I would
be having to drive back to school so I just sat there in the back seat,
my pussy still throbbing and remembered how good it felt to fuck Greg.
All in all it had been the best summer break ever and I hated to see it
come to an end but at least it ended with a bang literally!!!
THE END