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The following story is intended for ADULTS ONLY.
It contains frank and sexually explicit material.
If you do not want to read of such things, or if
it is against the laws of the area you are in, then
please do not read it.
Author’s Note: Much of this story was written by Mabel herself as she
described to me her unconventional relationship with her father and with her
pet Rotweiler. I have
embellished some of the descriptions but the sensations and feelings she
experienced are taken almost verbatim from what she wrote.
Mabel’s Story
Chapter One
Delores and Mike Tiller were lying side by side in bed
after one of their frequent lovemaking sessions. They usually fucked at
night because their fourteen-year-old daughter, Mabel, often got in bed with
them late at night.
“Do you think we ought to
be letting Mabel have her piano lesson in the afternoon, Mike?”
“Why not,
Delores? That way, when we
get home we don’t have to listen to that stuff? I like my evenings to be
quiet.”
“I now Mike…but?
Like, he’s a good-looking guy and Mabel is… well… she’s fourteen now.
When I was fourteen all I thought about was…you know?”
“Yes. I know.
That’s all you think about now, too. Thank God. But there’s no need
to worry. That guy is as queer as a three dollar bill.”
“Uh,
maybe? But I’m not
sure? I’ve seen the way she looks at him. And she’s been
masturbating for at least two years. I know she wants it.”
The Tillers were an
open-minded couple that had no sexual secrets. Delores had been
completely open with him about the pleasure she’d taken from a couple of hugely
endowed pre-marital lovers but the extraordinary thickness of her husband’s
cock more than compensated for it’s barely average length. And she’d kept
the dildo she’d had before she married him so together they used it to satisfy
her occasional craving for that special, belly-filling penetration.
“Do you really think so,
dear? I mean, she’s still a child?”
“Maybe a
child in years but not in body.
And don’t try to kid me, Mike. I’ve seen the way you look at her.
You’d like to fuck her! I know you would!”
“My God,
Delores. I couldn’t.
She’s our daughter. I bet you’d be some pissed off if I ever
tried?” Mike’s stubby tool swelled as he thought guiltily about fucking
his adolescent offspring. How would she react? Would she be
upset? Had anyone popped her cherry yet? She was definitely big
enough and the idea of having her long legs wrapped around him was
exciting. She’d be tighter than Delores, too.
“Not really, Mike. As long as you weren’t sneaky about it. It’s not like
you were going outside the family and cheating on me. When you decide to
do it I won’t mind. Just make sure you don’t get her pregnant.”
“I don’t know,
Delores? But you’re right. I do get some very un-fatherly feelings
about her. She’s an attractive girl.”
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While Delores and Mike were
talking about her, Mabel was working off her own frustration. It really
got her hot to lie in bed and listen to her parents fucking. She wished
she could see them, too.
Fourteen-year-old Mabel
slathered Vaseline on the handle of her mother’s whisk and then inserted the
tapered handle into the mouth of her lightly furred cunt. Would a real
cock feel like this? She pushed the handle in deeper and, with her other
hand, she found her hard, little button that was just above where the whisk
handle entered her body. What would Mr. Williams, her piano teacher say
if she asked him to fuck her? He was a nice guy in a delicate sort of
way.
Mabel lay with her legs
spread wide, her ripe, young hips undulating slightly in time with the in-out
movement of the whisk handle. Sometimes she would push it in until she
got a different feeling way up inside and she wondered what it was. Would
a man’s cock go in that far? How would it feel to have a cock inside
her?
And all the while that
Mabel was fucking her virgin cunt with the whisk handle the middle finger of
her other hand was rubbing her little cum-trigger. She felt the tremors
begin in her belly and she bit her lower lip to stifle her breathless gasp when
she climaxed.
What would Mom and Dad
think if they knew what I was doing? I wonder if Daddy ever thinks about
me that way? Would he fuck me? I guess I
shouldn’t think about him that way but I don’t really know why. I love
him so why wouldn’t it be OK for him to fuck me?
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Dale Williams was not happy
with his life. He was twenty-six years old and all he had achieved in his
life so far was to get the qualifications to teach piano. To teach piano
to young kids who were doing it only because their parents thought it was a
good idea.
And as if his work wasn’t
bad enough, his social life was non-existent. He was a twenty six year
old male virgin. He was too shy and timid to approach women of his own
age and his love life consisted of masturbatory fantasies about fucking the
adolescent girls he taught piano to.
Today, as he approached the
house he remembered how frustrating these lessons with Mabel Tiller had
become. Frustrating but exciting. God! She was only a
fourteen years old girl but she was lovely. She didn’t pull away from him
when he rubbed his leg along hers while they sat side by side on the piano
bench. Did she know what he was thinking? She was a pretty girl,
her freckles adding to her girlish appeal. What would she do if he
slipped his hand inside her blouse and felt one of those lovely tits?
No. He had to stop thinking that way. She’d probably tell her
parents and at best he’d lose this job. At worst they could report him to
the authorities and he’d be in real trouble then, trying to seduce an underaged
girl.
Mabel sat close beside her
teacher wondering if he thought of her as a lover. Could she ask
him? Mabel wore a low cut top and left the first two buttons
undone. She didn’t have her bra on either. She knew she had nice
breasts but right now she wished they were big hooters like Sally’s. Then
he wouldn’t be able to ignore them.
Dale reached across in
front of his student to reach the keys on the far right. His bare arm
rubbed over the pliant, fleshy mound and through the light fabric of her blouse
he could feel a nipple. Was it hard and erect because of the friction
from her top? It could be that. He could see that she wasn’t
wearing a brassiere. Was she sending him a message? Somehow he got
through the lesson that day but he had to go to the bathroom in a restaurant
and relieve his frustration right after the lesson ended. Was he being a
fool? Could he fuck her safely? Would she let him? Would she
tell if he tried?
The piano teacher wasn’t
the only one who needed five-fingered relief after the lesson but the other
relief-seeker made a decision. A fateful one.
When Dale arrived for the
next lesson Mabel met him at the door. “Hi Mr. Williams,” she said in a
throaty voice as she tried to sound sexy. He was standing in the entryway
and suddenly the girl was pushing up against him. He could feel the firm
mounds of her breasts pressing into his chest and he felt her belly make a
little squirming motion against his groin. He looked down and saw her
pretty face tilted up to his.
Oh yes, Mabel gloated as
her teacher’s mouth closed over hers. Her lips parted and admitted his
thrusting tongue and her insides went liquid with arousal and triumph.
She’d been kissed before, sort of. But not like this. Not by a
twenty six year old man. The feel of his tongue exploring the inside of
her mouth was exciting and the feel of his hard boner pushing against her belly
was too, but then he broke off the kiss.
“We’d better get on with
your lesson, Mabel.” And Dale led his student to the piano bench. “I’m
sorry I lost control like that. Are you mad at me?”
“N.N.No, Mr. Williams. I…I guess it was partly
my fault.” Mabel’s bravado had wilted, perhaps from the threatening feel
of the man’s tool against her body or the aggressiveness of the tongue he’d
pushed into her mouth but soon they were back to the regular lesson-play.
“You have lovely breasts,
Mabel. They make it difficult for me to concentrate on piano.”
“Hee Hee,”
Mabel giggled nervously. “Don’t you think they’re too small?”
“More than a handful is a
waste, Mabel.” She shivered when he put his hand right on her breast as
he added, “You have wonderful legs, too,” and Dale dropped his hand to her
skirt-clad thigh, noting that her legs were parted as if inviting access.
“I shouldn’t say this but they make me want to get in between them.”
“Oh Mr.
Williams. You’re awful,” the
girl simpered with uncharacteristic coquettishness.
“I bet your boyfriend likes
it in there.”
“I don’t have a
boyfriend. I don’t like boys. All they want to do is grab and rub and lie about what they’ve done.”
“I can understand why they
do that, Mabel. I want to grab you too.” Dale placed his hand on
her thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You have such a beautiful body
that I get ideas. It makes me want to…” and his voice trailed away
without saying what he wanted to do.
But Mabel knew what he
wanted to do and, apprehensive though she was, she wanted it too. “Mom
and Dad won’t be home until late, Mr. Williams.” The girl twisted her
hips towards her teacher and sort of hunched down on the bench, moving her groin
closer to his hand.
“Uh,
yeah. I guess we ought to
get this lesson over.” Dale wasn’t sure what to think. In some ways
the girl seemed ready but in other ways she was still just a fourteen-year-old
child. He was afraid to try anything more.
That night Dale fucked
Mabel. He put his big cock into her juicy, young cunt and fucked her
until she came and he went off. Only it happened in two different beds
separated by more than a mile. And while he was fucking his young pupil
she was fantasizing that her teacher was taking her cherry and with a vision of
her hot, wet cunt being invaded by an indistinct cock she had enjoyed a
marvelous orgasm. Dale had imagined that the hand enclosing his throbbing
erection was his young student’s cunt and he visualized her pretty face and
firm breasts as he pumped his sperm into the tissue he had wrapped on his cock.
When she woke next morning
Mabel had a hungry feeling in her lower belly, a sex-hungry feeling. She
stroked her pussy, found the little button, and quickly reached a climax but it
wasn’t enough. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted her teacher to
fuck her. She wanted to feel a hot, hard cock up inside her virgin cunt.
Dale woke up with a raging
hard on and the image of his ripe-bodied young student in his mind. What
would she do if he tried to fuck her today? No. He couldn’t.
It was just too dangerous.
Mabel was determined.
She wasn’t ignorant of what physical sex involved but she was still somewhat
naïve. Shortly before her teacher was due to arrive she showered and
then, although it was not the season for it, she put on a short, flimsy sun
dress that covered her long, shapely legs only to mid-thigh. She left her
clean panties and bra on the bed. She didn’t want there to be anything to
get in the way of her objective or, more accurately, in the way of her hungry
sex being his objective.
Just the thought of his
sexy, nubile student gave Dale a semi-erection as he approached her
house. Damn. He should have jerked off this morning so he wouldn’t
do something stupid. He adjusted his trousers to hide the growing bulge
in his crotch and rang the doorbell.
Mabel had been waiting
impatiently for fifteen minutes and when the doorbell sounded she was right
there. Her young, virgin pussy was swollen and almost throbbing with
desire for the unknown.
The fourteen-year-old girl
opened the door, and then stepped back and her teacher’s semi-erection expanded
to a full-blown, diamond-cutter hard on. Reflected sunlight from the wall
mirror behind his student seemed to shine right through the light fabric of her
skimpy dress. Her shapely legs were outlined almost as if she was naked
and he could even make out under the silken sun dress the bulging prominence of
her mons. It was too much.
The girl didn’t have time
to do anything at all. Suddenly her teacher’s arms were around her, his
mouth warm on the slender column of her neck and his hands moving over her back
and down to the round prominence of her lush, young ass. She felt the
cool air on her bare bottom as he pulled up her dress and as his hands squeezed
and caressed her bulbous ass-cheeks he dropped to his knees before her.
As Dale sank to his knees
his face passed over the girl’s firm breast mounds and he could feel the hard
projections of her swollen nipples. He pulled up her dress and pushed his
face against the soft, little bush between her legs, drawing her closer and
trying to get his tongue into the pulpy, fleshy slit.
Mabel opened her legs wider
and pushed her pelvis forward as she felt her teacher’s face between her
legs. And then she felt his hot tongue pushing at her pulsing pussy and
she uttered a girlish whimper. She felt hot, feverishly so and little
electric pulses radiated out from the pleasure center between her legs.
Even if she hadn’t planned this the titillating touch of the man’s tongue on
her sensitive pussy would have made her ready.
The young girl was like a
puppet in his hands and Dale dragged her down onto the floor. As she
sprawled in open legged compliance he fumbled with his belt and quickly pushed
his pants down to release his throbbing erection. The man laid down on top of his inexperienced student and thrust
blindly at the soft nest between her widespread thighs. Oh God!
Finally! He was going to get fucked. Never mind that it was an
innocent fourteen-year-old girl. He was at last going to get his cock
into something other than his hand.
The girl felt the man’s hot
hardness pushing, bumping first her mons, then her thigh and, as she moved her
lightly furred pelvis in an attempt to guide him to her seething, virgin cunt,
she felt him hit the spot.
Dale hurried. He
could feel the aching pressure in his balls. Oh God! He had to get
into her. The sensitive tip of his tool was suddenly engulfed by an
incredible, slick softness as it slipped between the girl’s fat cuntlips and
for the briefest of moments it was collared in the virgin tightness of her
cuntmouth. It was more than he could stand. He lost it. The
sperm load created by thinking about this moment suddenly surged from his balls
and through his cock to spurt onto the pulpy softness of his student’s
still-virgin cunt. He stiffened, paralyzed by the hot pleasure of orgasm
as successive jets of gism splattered her sodden sex.
The girl moaned as she felt
her teacher’s hard staff find the center of her longing. There was a
stretching pressure and instinctively she tilted her pelvis, inviting
penetration, seeking defloration. The almost-in cock suddenly jumped and
she felt a hot wetness and heard the man groan.
“Oh God,
Mabel. I’m sorry,” Dale
apologized; mortified by his premature ejaculation and even more than that
disappointed that he hadn’t yet been fucked. He got up quickly, pulled up
his pants and left.
The girl lay there, white
trails of the man’s creamy gism showing on her pussy and lower belly.
What had she done wrong? Tears flooded her eyes and she uttered a series
of piteous sobs as she got slowly to her feet. Well, at least they hadn’t
done it on the carpet so it was easy to wipe up the semen tat had ended up on
the floor.
In bed immediately after
her would-be seducer left, Mabel masturbated. Her hungry pussy was slick
with the greasy wetness of the man’s ejaculation and she made herself cum three
times before she went to the shower. But she was depressed. She
wanted so much to be fucked for real, not just in fantasy. But it
couldn’t be all her fault that it hadn’t worked out, could it? Mr.
Williams was twenty-six, older than her father had been when he’d married her
mother, but her piano teacher acted kind of stupid. Inexperienced.
Maybe he’d never been fucked either? That was kind of cool. Maybe
she would get his cherry at the same time he got hers. Mabel started to
feel better. She’d get him back here tomorrow and make sure they finished
what they’d started.
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Mabel’s Story
Chapter Two
While Mabel lay in her bed
and tried to assuage the hunger in her never-fucked cunt her unsuspecting
parents were in the room across the hall. Mike lay beside his wife
wondering if she wanted it tonight. Their sex was less frequent now than
it used to be but what it lacked in quantity was more than compensated for by
quality. Delores had matured well but, like many men, he wished he had a
bigger cock. At times she damn near broke his back trying to get his
average length deeper into her. God, though, she sure could control those
inner muscles.
“Do you think there’s
something bothering Mabel? She seemed down tonight? Sort of depressed?”
“I didn’t notice anything,
Mike. Why?”
“I don’t know? She
just acted preoccupied. Like her mind was somewhere else…and once after
dinner I thought I saw tears in her eyes?
“Did you speak to her about
it?”
“Well…no…I went to her
bedroom after she went to bed but…well…it wasn’t a good time to ask.”
“Why was that?”
“Well…she was…you
know…occupied?”
“Hah. You mean she
was masturbating. That’s not surprising. She’s got a lot of new
hormones rushing around now. I know how I was at fourteen and I bet you
were the same way.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re
right. It’s a good thing that piano teacher is like he is. I
wouldn’t want to leave her alone with a straight guy.”
“How much do you think of
her that way, Mike? I mean, like, fucking her?”
“My God,
Delores? She’s our
daughter?’
“Yes…and she’s a beautiful,
sexy woman-to-be, too. When you see that ripe, young body you must think
about how it would be to be in her?”
“Well…maybe a bit. But? Don’t ever let her know I said that. She’d
never speak to me again.”
“Hah! Haven’t you
ever noticed the way she looks at you sometimes? If she knew you thought
about it she’d be on her back for you in a New York minute. She’s been masturbating
for more than two years now. I’ve seen her. She’s a hot, little
cookie, even if she’s our daughter.”
“Yeah…like her mother.”
“What’s this?” Delores
asked with a smile. “It got you hard, didn’t it.
Thinking about her that way. How
about using that on your ancient wife. She wants it too.”
As Mike mounted his wife’s
compliant body he couldn’t keep from thinking about his daughter’s firm-fleshed
form but he managed to complete the act without committing mental incest.
Just barely.
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“Is Mr. Williams in?”
Mabel waited while the woman who had answered the phone went to get her piano
teacher. Was the woman his mother? His landlady?
She sounded too old to be a girlfriend.
“Dale Williams here,” her
piano teacher said in his quiet voice. “Who is this?”
“It’s Mabel, Sir. I
wondered…” and she hesitated but, screwing up her courage, she forged
ahead. “Can you? Like? Come over today to make up for the
lesson I missed yesterday?”
“Uh…yeah…I guess so?”
Did she want a piano lesson or was she suggesting she wanted to finish what
they started yesterday? He was scared. What if she did and he
fucked her and he got caught? They’d send him to jail. She was too
young, even if she said yes. He’d go but if she tried anything like
yesterday he’d give her a good talking to. Nothing more.
“When? Like, when can you come over?”
“I’ll be there in an hour
or so, Mabel. You can practice scales while you’re waiting for me.”
Young Mabel didn’t practice
on the piano. As soon as she hung up the phone she went to her parents’
bedroom and rummaged around their dresser drawer. First,
a condom. She wanted to be fucked but she sure didn’t want to be
pregnant. Then she took the tube of K-Y jelly. She was already
getting wet in anticipation but she wanted to be sure he got his cock into her
with a minimum of difficulty. She looked at the mammoth dildo in the
drawer. God. Did her mother actually take
that inside?
He was not going to do
anything, even if she wanted it. Dale fought the lewd urge that coursed
through his loins and his organ swelled despite his resolve. Was she a
virgin? Not likely but he still didn’t dare do it whether she was willing
or not.
The horny but inexperienced
girl finished her preparations. The condom and the K-Y were at the head
of her bed. She’d showered and put on the light sun dress again with
nothing at all under it. And she sat near the front door and waited.
Dale hesitated before
ringing the front doorbell, trying to push the image of the girl’s nearly naked
body from his mind. And trying to forget the shame of
going off before he got into her willingly offered cunt. But in
spite of his fear and his shame he could feel the blood rushing to his
cock. He rang the doorbell and in an instant the door opened.
“Hello Mabel. How
are….” He started to say as he stepped inside but before he could complete the
sentence the lightly clad girl was on her knees before him, her fingers
fumbling with his fly.
It was easy to find her
teacher’s semi-erect tool and Mabel quickly unzipped the fly of his pants and
pulled the gristly fleshtube from the confines of his undershorts. It was
the first cock she’d seen close up and she looked at it with prurient
curiosity, holding it at first as if she thought it might break.
Dale knew then that he
couldn’t resist. The sight of the beautiful adolescent kneeling, her warm
hands fondling his prick was more than even a Saint
could have resisted.
Mabel marveled at the
instrument in her hands. It had still been somewhat flexible when she’d
pulled it out but now it was rigid, the smooth skin stretched tightly over its
almost eight-inch length. She stroked it, hearing the man’s sharp intake
of breath as she did so and seeing the little drop of clear fluid that appeared
in the tiny eye of the purple tip.
The man’s knees quaked as
his student leaned closer and then he felt the hot moistness of her tongue
sliding along the underside. Oh God! Was she going to suck his
cock? His balls felt heavy and began to ache as the girl ran her hotly
pebbled tongue the full length from his sac to the sensitive tip.
The girl was
fascinated. The cock was so hard, a hot, velvety cylinder and, as the
colorless fluid dripped from its tip she caught a dribble of the tasteless
liquid with her tongue. There was a faint soapy odor, the residue of his
recent shower and she wrapped her lips around the bulbous, purple knob.
She’d never felt anything as smooth and slick as this and she wondered what he
would do if she took more of it in her mouth.
All the piano teacher could
do was stand there. His legs felt rubbery and, careful not to break
contact with her glorious mouth, he leaned back against the wall for support.
Mabel was able to wrap her
fingers almost completely around the hard cylinder and she gave it a few pumps
as she continued to lick and suck it. She wanted to make him cum now so
he wouldn’t leave her hanging like he had yesterday. What would it feel
like to let him cum in her mouth? She was tempted but, as she felt the
rigid shaft give a little pulse, she backed off and pointed it away from her
face.
The man groaned with a
mixture of relief and frustration as he lost control. He twisted his
hips, seeking the hot comfort of the girl’s sexy mouth but she held his cock
tightly and pumped it rapidly, making sure it was directed to the side.
Then she felt the hard cylinder give a mighty jerk and the first jet of creamy
gism shot out in a parabolic stream that went past her shoulder to land on the
hardwood floor.
The girl enjoyed a sort of
triumph as her teacher’s prick jumped and she felt the hidden, inner tube on
its underside swell as his semen coursed through it. After the first
forceful spurt the second barely cleared the tip and then the last of the
creamy liquid dribbled out and dropped onto her kneeling thighs.
Would that be all?
Would he make her stop, now that she’d taken the edge off his desire?
Mabel felt him try to pull away but she held tightly to the deflating cylinder
and then wrapped her soft lips around it again.
With the release of his
lust, Dale was again afraid but the sight and feel of the kneeling girl’s sexy
mouth on his cum-numbed tool re-ignited his lust. Still, he was too timid
to do anything except lean against the wall and let the precocious teen mouthe
his cock.
Damn! Why didn’t he
take over? The girl was frustrated by her teacher’s reticence. Was
he some kind of Casper Milquetoast who’d been browbeaten by his mother?
If she wanted to get fucked she’d have to take control. She pumped on the
softening cock and sucked it until she felt it harden between her lips.
Holding his once more erect tool tightly she got to her feet and led him up the
stairs to her bedroom. She was going to make him fuck her but not on the
hardwood floor of the hallway.
“Take off your clothes, Mr.
Williams,” Mabel said in a firm voice as she peeled her sundress off over her
head. “And put this on.” She tore the wrapper from the condom and handed
it to him.
He couldn’t believe what
was happening. The timid piano teacher quickly stripped off his clothes
and then fumbled with the tissue-thin condom and rolled it onto his
erection. His young student was sprawled on her back on the bed and he
could see that she was slathering her pussy with a clear fluid from the tube
she held in her hand. Her untrimmed bush looked soft and inviting, its
nearly blonde hair making her look even younger than she was, like a precocious
pre-teen. The fat lips of her pussy were swollen and slightly parted and
he paused, nervous at the thought of what he was about to do.
“C’mon
Mr. Williams. Do it,” Mabel
ordered as she grabbed his tool again and squirted some K-Y jelly onto
it. “You know what I want, Sir. Put your cock into my cunt and pop
my cherry. I want you to fuck me.”
Dale felt as if it was he,
not her who was a fourteen-year-old beginner. He knelt on the bed between
her compliantly spread thighs and then she was guiding him, drawing his cock
down closer to the beckoning nest.
“Yeah…Oohhh yeah…that feels
good,” Mabel sighed as she felt her virgin opening stretching around the hot,
slick knob. It was thicker than the whisk handle and much, much
better. It was alive, hot and hard and alive. “Put it in, Mr. Williams.
Yes! Like that,” she gasped as her teacher pushed deeper.
Oh God. It was
Heaven. Dale savoured the hot, wet clasp of the girl’s cuntmouth around
the head of his cock. He looked down at the naked fourteen-year-old girl
with her long, shapely legs spread wide apart, her firm breasts tipped by
little, bulging conical areola with the hard nipples pointing out like the caps
of toothpaste tubes. He didn’t care if she’d fucked every boy and teacher
in her school he wanted to have her.
Mabel’s fingers were
holding the man’s shaft loosely as if to ensure that he didn’t escape before he
popped her cherry and fucked her. Hot, warm tingles emanated outward from
her fuzzy-furred young pussy as the man’s knob flexed involuntarily in her
cuntmouth and titillated the sensitive nerve-endings. But she wanted
more. She was consumed by a hunger greater than her fingers had ever
produced.
“Mr. Williams? Don’t
stop? Put it in!” She grasped his hard ass and pulled at him,
tilting her smooth pelvis as if she’d done this many times.
“Deeper! I want it!”
Dale pushed in deeper and
then he felt something. An obstruction. My
God! The girl was a virgin! She still had her cherry! The
twenty six year old wimp felt a tremendous rush of power as he rammed his cockhead
against the fragile barrier and suddenly it gave way and he was engulfed
completely by the tightly clasping, warmly giving inner flesh of the young
girl’s adolescent vagina.
“Hunnh!” Mabel gasped, as she felt something snap like a
rubber band and there was a pulling, a tearing inside her like she’d tried to
lift something heavy and hurt herself. She looked down to where she was
joined to her teacher but now there was no space between them. He was in
her. All the way in her and it hurt. But it was a good kind of
hurt.
“Move Mr.
Williams. Fuck me,” the girl
urged and like an obedient child Dale began to pump in and out. Mabel
liked the feel of him inside her. She adjusted her position, bending her
legs at the knees so she could push up at him and sort of wriggling her hips.
Even though the girl had
jerked him off a short while ago the intense pleasure he was gaining from the
most intimate clasp of her body was quickly raising his libido to an
unsustainable level. He began to pump faster, her devirginated passage
already looser on his cock as the pressure in his testicles increased to the
critical point.
Mabel looked up at her
teacher, happy that he was fucking her and feeling a growing heat deep in her
belly. She uttered little gasping grunts as his tempo increased and his
chest rubbed excitingly on her swollen nipples. Then she heard him groan
and his hips hammered hers in the staccato rhythm that signaled his imminent
orgasm. His hands clutched her shoulders and the deep thrusting stake
sort of jumped inside her. Yes. He was cumming, she thought with a sort
of satisfaction.
The man had no thought of
his partner’s needs. The clinging clasp of her adolescent vagina was
milking him and he was exploding. It was unlike any previous climax and
he felt like his juices were being extracted from his heels to his very guts
and he pumped his sperm into the flimsy condom and collapsed panting on top of
his young student.
The girl lay motionless
under her teacher’s heavy weight, seeing the vacant smile of satiation on his
face. At that moment she almost giggled, he looked so silly. She
didn’t want him to stop but, after a moment, he withdrew and began to put on
his clothes. She saw the little pouch of semen in the tit at the end of
the condom as he pulled it off and looked for a place to put it. What would it be like to be fucked without a condom, she
thought. Would I feel closer to him?
Dale didn’t say much and he
didn’t suggest that they complete the piano lesson. When he left Mabel remained
on the bed and, with her fingers, she worked at completing what her teacher had
begun. She felt more like she’d been used than made love to. It had
been sort of fun but not as special as she’d thought it would be. If only
he had fucked her a little longer. She was sure that she was close to an
orgasm when he stopped and she really wanted to cum with his cock inside
her. She’d liked being fucked but she was still disappointed that he’d
stopped too soon.
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Mabel’s
Story
Chapter Three
“What do you think happened, Mike?”
“Happened? What do you mean, Delores?”
Mike and Delores were lying side by side in bed
as they often did after they made love at night. They preferred early
morning fucks because the extra burst of testosterone that
men typically have in the morning made it better for both. It also
left them both relaxed for a day’s work but for several nights Mabel had been
getting in bed with them sometime during the sleeping hours.
“She’s been getting in bed with us every night since
her piano teacher quit. She hasn’t done that for years. Do you
think he assaulted her?”
“God, Delores. I’d kill him if he did. Did
she say anything?”
“No. But she’s been awfully quiet and sort of
sad. Maybe she wanted it but he didn’t? I know that when I was her
age I had a crush on an older guy and I was kind of depressed when nothing came
of it.”
“I bet you were! Damn. I wish I’d been around
then. Anyway, try to find out from her if there is something we should
do.”
Mabel was in fact an
emotional wreck. Right after he had fucked her and before her next
scheduled piano lesson Mr. Williams had called her father and said he had to
give up teaching Mabel. She’d been devastated. She was at first
depressed and felt somehow inadequate. Then she became angry with
herself. She’d behaved like a whore. And finally she became angry
with her ex-teacher. Why should he think he was so great? Sure,
he’d popped her cherry and fucked her but he hadn’t satisfied her.
But through all the phases
of her torment she couldn’t sleep, not even after she got angry and her
self-hate diminished. She began crawling into bed with her parents.
It was comforting to lie beside her mother, nesting against her pleasantly warm
body and in that way she was able to sleep.
Delores was horny. Incredibly so. She could feel her daughter’s form
pressing warmly against her back and she muttered with frustration. It
had been more than a week now since she and Mike had managed a nighttime fuck
and every morning, like now, Mabel was in bed with them. She eased over
closer to her husband listening carefully for any sound from the sleeping
girl. There was none.
Carefully Delores reached
across her husband’s body to the small table at the head of the bed. From
the drawer she took out her favourite toy, a twelve-inch, pink, jelly-type
dildo with a wonderfully formed penis shape and a nicely formed penis head at the
tip. Taking care not to disturb Mabel she lay on her back and bent her
legs so that she made a tent of the bedclothes with enough free space under the
tent that she could manipulate the smooth, flexible pseudo cock.
For a minute or two Delores
had to be satisfied with just caressing her pussy with the smooth object but
soon her juices began to flow and lubricate the slick cylinder. Her
cuntmouth, conditioned by numerous penetrations by her husband’s short but
delightfully thick cock, easily accommodated the girth of the dildo and she
worked it in, deeper and deeper. Mike was a wonderful, skillful and
considerate lover but sometimes, like now, she yearned for the deep penetration
that the dildo provided.
Mabel didn’t stir even though her mother’s breathing
became quite audible. Mike, however, slowly became conscious of the
gentle movements of his wife’s warm body next to his and as he awakened he
finally realized what was going on. Quietly he rolled onto his side and
his hand took control of the masturbatory instrument.
Delores bit her lower lip to stifle her moans as her
husband slid the long, thick tool into her well-oiled receptacle. He knew
what she liked and, as he pushed the mammoth device in and out he angled it so
that it slid over her throbbing clitoris. Her hips began a rhythmic
undulation and she thrilled to the feel of pressure that pervaded her lower
body. Her hand covered her mouth as the first electric shocks of her
orgasm engulfed her and then she convulsed silently as successive waves of
climax washed over her loins.
Mike withdrew the dildo from his wife’s still
pulsating pussy and as soon as he did so she rolled towards him. He
glanced to the side and, seeing that their step-daughter was still sleeping, he
grasped Delores’ hips and drew her body above and astride his hips.
Delores was quaking from her orgasm but, enjoyable as
the dildo was, it was no substitute for the real thing. She let the
bedclothes fall away as she sat up astride Mike’s body and reaching down she
guided his thick, erect organ to her gaping cuntal slit. It felt
good. So good. She lowered her hips,
sighing softly as the hot, hard cock filled her cuntmouth and beyond.
Slowly she began to ride him, gently at first so the bed wouldn’t move but, as
her own passion was re-ignited, she became less concerned about awakening their
daughter. So what if the fourteen-year-old girl saw her mother fucking
her father. It was natural and legal, wasn’t it? The thought of her
daughter watching them added to her pleasure.
The man lay back and let his wife service him.
It was pleasant and relaxing and unusual. He stroked her silken thighs
and flanks as her soft cuntflesh slid up an down over
his tool. Again he glanced sideways at the sleeping girl and he too
wondered what she’d think if she awakened. Would she be
embarrassed? Upset? Or would she want it too? He tried to
force the last thought from his mind. Delores had guessed the truth when
he got hard thinking about Mabel that way but he felt guilty about it. It
wouldn’t be right for him to fuck his own step-daughter would it? But
what if she wanted him to? Would it be OK then? He fondled his
wife’s breasts, trying to push the image of his step-daughter’s firm, nubile
body from his mind.
Why was the bed moving? Mabel came slowly awake
to the sound of a rhythmic, squeaking sound. Her eyes fluttered open and
she saw her mother sitting up beside her, her legs drawn up and a naked breast
pointing towards her. Oh God. They were doing it. Fucking. Just then her mother looked at her and,
placing a finger against her lips to signal silence, she winked.
Mabel watched as her mother leaned forward, resting
her cheek on the man’s shoulder and slowly she fucked him. The girl felt a warmth in her own loins, excited not only by the fact that
her mother knew she was watching but also by the obvious, dusky flush of
pleasure on her mother’s face. And then she sensed that her father was
pushing his hips up at the woman above him.
Delores knew that Mike was getting close and she
straightened up again, pushing down but angling her pelvis so that the thick
stake was rubbing her clit. He was brushing her sensitive nipples with
the backs of his hands in the way he knew she liked so much. Her tempo
increased and both of them panted and grunted and she felt her husband’s cock
buck within her as she brought him off. His hips settled down on the bed
but she continued to slide up and down on his cock to be sure she drained him
well. Then she slumped down and for a couple of minutes lay atop him,
resting.
“I have to get ready for work, Mike,” Delores
whispered. “Be quiet…Mabel is asleep beside us,” she added with a silent
chuckle. What would he think if he knew their step-daughter had watched
the whole thing? Would it turn him on? It might be a good idea if her fucked her. Then at least she’d learn
properly. Better than with some young buck in the back
seat of a car.
Mabel was embarrassed. Even though her Mom had known she was watching she wasn’t sure that she wanted her Dad to know but, embarrassed or not, she was also turned on. It had looked so good. She tried to lay stock still and get lost in the folds of the coverlet when her hand touched something rubbery. She was shocked when it registered on her brain that the rubbery thing was the dildo she’d seen in the bed-table. Cautiously she explored it. It felt like it was a foot long and her fingers couldn’t span its girth.
Before she could complete the tactile investigation of the device she felt the covers move as her Dad began searching for it. And then his hand touched hers. She froze. He froze too.
“I think that’s too big for you, Kitten,” Mike
whispered when he realized that his step-daughter was awake. How long had
she been awake? What had she seen? “Someday, maybe…but not to
start,” he continued with a nervous laugh as he gently pulled it from her hand
and, rolling onto his back, he placed the dildo on the floor.
“Are you OK, Kitten?” he asked in his deep, gentle
voice. “Is there anything you want to know? Just ask and I’ll be
happy to tell you.”
“Does Mom really like it? I mean that big…you
know?” Mabel blurted out although there were many things she wanted to know
more than that.
“Yes Kitten. She really likes a big cock in
her. Before we met she dated some men with really big ones and once in a
while she needs something big in her.”
“But? Like? Aren’t you big, Daddy?
“I’m not too small but I'm not too big, either. I'm a little under 6 inches, but extremely thick. I like sex with your mother and she likes it with me, but sex toys add some additional flavor to our sex life. Is that all you want to know?"
“Yeah…I guess so.”
“Tell me, Baby, what is wrong? What’s bothering you? Why can't you sleep?"
When her father asked that question, his heartfelt concern evident in the softness of his voice, Mabel completely lost it and rolled over into her Dad's arms, weeping like a 5 year old.
“Oh Daddy…Mr. Williams…he did it…he had me and…” but before she could complete her sentence her father stiffened.
“You mean he raped you? I’ll kill the bastard!”
“No…No Daddy…I wanted him to but…”
“Oh Kitten,” and Mike held his step-daughter closer. “Is that why he quit as your piano teacher?”
“Yes Daddy. I think so. And it made…makes me feel like a slut. And I’m so lonely. I still want it but not like that. Not with somebody that treats me like I’m just a quick lay. And this morning when I heard…saw you and Mom it made me so…you know? I just ache.”
“It’s all right, Baby,” Mike consoled his sobbing step-daughter. “It’s all right to feel that way.” He stroked the girl’s back as she snuggled close to him, her warm body molding to his. He fought the urge that was building in his groin. She didn’t need that. Not after her experience with the piano teacher. He was supposed to be comforting his little step-daughter, not thinking about fucking her. But, despite his misgivings his just-drained cock got harder and harder and he tried to keep it from touching her.
Mabel felt her father’s organ swell and wriggle against her bare thigh, thumping as it hardened and the warmth in her belly became a hot glow. It was wonderful to be held like this by a man that she loved and she tried to lift her leg over his naked hip and get even closer, to achieve the ultimate in intimacy. She had an overwhelming need to fuck him, to be on top of him like her mother had been and have his thick hardness inside her.
Delores had drained his lust from him in her usual expert fashion but youth is an irresistible aphrodisiac and the man’s uneasiness about thinking of sex with his own flesh and blood was overcome by the feel of her youthful flesh pressing to his. As her short nightgown rode higher and he felt her soft, fluffy cunt riding his thigh he managed with difficulty to regain control.
“Honey…No Honey…calm down,” he murmured. “Let’s think about this… talk about this before we do something we’ll regret.” His hand cupped the full firmness of her well-rounded buttocks and he resisted the urge to draw her on top, astride. God, he wanted her. It would be wonderful to be inside her beautiful, young body.
“I won’t regret it Daddy…I won’t,” Mabel panted, as the fire in her belly became an all-consuming conflagration. “Don’t you want to? Don’t you want to fuck me?”
“Yes Baby, I want to fuck you. I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since you began to look like a woman. But we have to be sure it’s the right thing to do.” He thrilled to the satiny feel of his step-daughter’s naked skin as he caressed her. “You mother has to agree before we do.”
“But Daddy…I know she will…she knew I was watching this morning. I know she wants you to fuck me.”
For several more minutes they snuggled and talked. Mike set the rules, the pill, openness and a period of training. Then Delores came from the shower.
“I was right, wasn’t I Mike? She wants you too?”
“Yes Delores. But we have to teach her the right way. She’s going to watch us and ask questions and…like…you’re going to be our apprentice, aren’t you, Kitten?”
“Yes…but…Oohhhhh…you make me so hot,” the girl sighed, wishing she didn’t have to wait.
But wait she did. For a month that she thought would never end. Waited and learned and planned. She was taught how to masturbate properly, watched her parents as they fucked in every position imaginable and some she’d never imagined and they even developed a signal system so that, when her father finally did fuck her, she could maintain some semblance of control. A colour system a bit like the American President’s colour coded terrorist alarm system.
The month seemed like a year to the fourteen-year-old girl but, when it finally happened, she was almost caught by surprise. It may have seemed like a long time for Mabel but for Mike it seemed even longer. Even though he was being regularly serviced by his equally horny wife Delores the though of again fucking a teenager was a tremendous turn-on for him. The fact of being watched by their step-daughter had incited both of them to new heights of sensuality and enhanced their pleasure from the sex act.
It had been five days since Mike had last fucked his wife, their frequent couplings interrupted by the time of month and he felt as if his reservoir was about to overflow on its own even though their last fuck had been particularly satisfying. They had done it doggy-style which had the advantage of making Delores’ cunt tighter than in the other positions. It had the added advantage of giving him an open view of his step-daughter as she lay beside them masturbating while she watched excitedly. As he ploughed the familiar furrow of his wife’s well-used passage he tried to imagine how his step-daughter’s fourteen-year-old cunt would grip him. The thought of having her almost innocent flesh surrounding him incited him greatly and his lusty wife reaped the benefit of his increased passion.
This morning when Delores left the bed for her shower she had thrown back the covers and Mabel’s shapely body was his to view. The girl slept with them every night now and his prurient pleasure was enhanced by the fact that she now slept in the nude, as did he and Delores. The sight of her firm-fleshed body lying there naked beside him made his heavy balls ache with desire. He could wait no longer.
Mabel could see that her father had a hard on as he usually did in the morning. She looked sideways at the stubby appendage, wondering how much longer she would have to wait to feel it inside her. She watched with curiosity as he reached into the drawer of the little night table beside the bed to take out the tube of K-Y. He squirted a dollop of the colourless gel on his hand and then his hand was between her legs.
It felt cool for just a brief moment as he slathered the lubricant over her soft, young pussy. It felt to her like she was being covered with liquid silk and she shuddered with pleasure, spreading her shapely, long legs wider apart to give him unfettered access to her cunt.
The girl’s vulva was so soft, so delightfully malleable. Even the sparse hair on it was soft. “Spread your legs apart, Kitten,” he murmured although they were already parted almost as wide as they would go, or as wide as they would go until his hips pushed then open wider. “Are you ready, Honey?”
All Mabel could do was nod her head in acquiescence. Her belly fluttered with anticipation as her father mounted her. “Green,” she whimpered when he asked for the password and she uttered a soft moan as she felt her father’s hot hardness pulsing and bobbing in the sensitive crevice of her swollen cuntlips.
Mike felt as if he’d burst with lust and with love, as he looked down at his beautiful step-daughter spread open beneath him. Her lovely, wide-spaced breasts stood out proudly from her pale body and her maturing hips widened out comfortably from her narrow waist. Her long legs were flexed, bent at the knees as she’d been taught and her lightly furred pelvis tilted up to him in readiness for what they’d both been waiting impatiently for.
The girl reached down and grasped the thick, blunt cudgel and guided it in. “Oohhh…Oohhhhh,” she sighed as she felt it sliding into her. It went in easily but she could tell the difference from her piano teacher’s slimmer member. And she felt so full, so very full.
“Are you OK Kitten,” Mike asked. It was every bit as wonderful as he’d expected it to be. His fourteen-year-old step-daughter’s vagina gripped his throbbing tool like a marshmallow hand, tight yet yielding in its elasticity. She signaled green again and he began the push in – pull out motion of fucking, slowly at first and then with increasing rapidity.
As her father’s thick tool pumped slowly in and out of her once-fucked vagina Mabel could feel her pussy lips starting to stretch. It almost took her breath away and she could sense that the cock head was starting to pulse inside her cunt. It was as if the bulbous knob was getting even bigger as it rippled in and out over her cunt-wall muscles and she got very warm and gushy.
It was even better than Mike had anticipated. This lovely, young girl-woman was responding beautifully. At the bottom of each thrust as he molded to the yielding firmness of his step-daughter’s pelvis he made a little swirl of his hips causing the base of his cock to rub against her clit. “Hungh,” she grunted each time and her hips gave a little jump, pushing up to meet his thrust.
“God, you’re lovely Kitten,” Mike said softly as he continued to plough his step-daughter’s sex-furrow. “Your breasts are so round and your nipples stick out like little cocks,” which they in fact did. Her firm breasts jiggled slightly each time his hips hammered hers and he lowered his head to suck one of the rubbery erectiles between his lips.
The fourteen-year-old girl felt as if electric shocks were shooting through her adolescent loins each time her father’s staff plunged into her and her hands gripped his arms as she welcomed each thrust. Perspiration glistened on the man’s face and dripped down onto her nakedness. Looking to the side she watched their reflections in the bedside mirror, seeing her breasts wobble as she was fucked. As the tempo and force of the fucking increased there were sharp, wet slapping sounds when his belly and hips banged against hers.
“Hanh…Honey…Hanh,” Mike panted, “I’m going to cum…Gotta lie on you Baby…” and as his full weight came down on the girl he buried his face in her shoulder.
“Hanh…OK Daddy…Hanh…OK,” Mabel gasped realizing that her father was panting and out of breath and then hearing her own laboured breathing. His belly slid over hers with a wet, sloshy sound from the puddle of perspiration between them and her own huffing and puffing was as loud as his.
Mike’s aching; sperm-filled balls felt like balloons to him as they slid and bounced in the crack of his step-daughter’s upturned buttocks. There was a hot glow in his groin as his orgasm began. He pounded rapidly on the girl’s pneumatic frame and it felt to him like her young cunt was extracting his semen from right down to his heels. He made several short, hard thrusts as his lower body was enveloped by the burning heat of climax and the girl’s legs seemed to become unhinged and open even wider. It was like he was a foot long and buried totally inside her writhing passage as he pumped his semen into the welcoming vessel of her young cunt.
Mabel felt her father fucking her faster and faster and she marveled at how hard yet soft his plunging cock felt inside her cunt. Then she felt a slight tremor, as if the bed had somehow gone over a little bump, a sensation behind her navel deep up in her uterus. Was this it? Was she cumming? Then there was another. “G…Gr…Gr…” sounded from her lips as she tried to say green but she just couldn’t get the word out. Not that it mattered anyway. At that moment even if she’d shouted RED her father was beyond stopping as he emptied his sperm into the deepest reaches of her adolescent vagina. And then the girl went rigid beneath him; her eyes shut tight, her pretty, soft-lipped mouth gaping as she uttered wordless gurgles. Her toes curled and her legs shot out straight as wave after wave of debilitating heat washed over her and she experienced her first ever Big O.
“Are you OK, Kitten?”
The girl returned to the conscious world, aware that her father was lying beside her, his cock now limp and soft. She was still flat on her back, her long legs still wide apart in a well-fucked Vee. The man leaned over and started to stroke her cum-greased cunt with thumb and forefinger.
“Roll over Baby,” Mike said and obediently the girl rolled over onto her stomach. She felt his thumb being inserted into her cunt, producing a new and intensely exciting sensation. He was holding her there, his forearm cradled in the valley between her firm buttocks as he began to rotate his thumb in the juicy softness of her cuntal passage.
As her Dad’s thumb spun crazily in the sensitive portal of her body Mabel instinctively started humping the bed, pushing her throbbing clitoris against the mattress as hard as she could. His hand was cupping her vulva and using that as a lever he repeatedly pressed his thumb upwards. Wave after wave of orgasmic heat flooded her lower body so that it felt like her uterus was in constant spasms. On and on it went until the thoroughly sated girl managed to croak “RED,” and push his hand away. As she regained her mental faculties she smile inwardly, thinking that she’d almost been fucked to death by her father’s thumb.
When Mabel’s mother returned from her shower she had no doubt what had happened. Her daughter was again on her back, her legs limply splayed and a puddle of creamy gism staining the sheet.
“It’s a good thing we put her on the pill, Mike. If there’s as much inside her as there is that came out of her she’s be knocked up for sure. Was it good, Mabel? Is your Dad a good lover?”
“Oh Mom…he’s fab…thank you...thank both of you.”
Mike drove his step-daughter to school that day and, for the next three years until they got her an apartment for herself that was the practice they followed on the mornings that he fucked her.
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Mabel’s
Story
Chapter Four
In the six months since her father started fucking
her, fourteen-year-old Mabel (almost fifteen year old Mabel now) had filled
out. It was like the baby cream that her loving Daddy pumped into her had
gone to her breasts and hips and it was a good thing that he’d put her on the
pill or it might have been making her belly swell..
Rules don’t seem to mix well with sex and the rules
her parents had established for the relationship were no exception. No
skipping school and no fucking behind her mother’s back were two of the rules
that neither Mabel nor her father paid much attention to. They say rules
are made to be broken and that was certainly happening.
It was Tuesday morning and while her mother was
getting ready for work Mabel had snuggled close to her father and they’d
caressed each other’s body. But they hadn’t fucked. Mike and
Delores had enjoyed a quickie just before she got out of bed, which produced
the conflicting effects of dampening his ardor and arousing the teenager’s
libido. It was, therefore, young Mabel’s doing that for the first time
they broke the two rules mentioned above.
“I don’t want to go to school today, Daddy,” Mabel said softly to her father as soon as she heard
her mother’s car pull out of the driveway. “I want this,” she
added with a suggestive tug at the man’s semi-erect tool.
“We probably shouldn’t,
Kitten? Your Mom doesn’t want us to make love when she’s not here.
And especially, you’re not supposed to skip school for it. Besides, I
probably wouldn’t be much good to you. Your Mom did a pretty good job of
draining me already.”
But, as he made his comments Mabel could feel his penis
jump in her hand so she knew he was interested. “You can help me with
my homework, Daddy. Part of why I don’t want to go to school is that I
didn’t do my homework last night. You don’t have to go to work right
away. You can call Lenora and say you won’t be in until later, can’t
you?”
“Yes, I guess I could. So I’ll agree to stay for
a while to help you with your homework, but that’s all. It would be
cheating if we did more. So get up and we’ll go downstairs. I need
my coffee.”
Mabel got up and put on her shorty
nightgown, a flimsy garment that barely reached mid-thigh. She suspected
that her father was not above cheating with his lush-figured secretary, Lenora,
so why not cheat with his step-daughter.
“Now my dear, what is this homework that’s giving you
so much trouble?” Mike had
showered, as had Mabel, and they were seated at the kitchen table. He was
wearing only undershorts and a t-shirt and she had on just her shorty nightgown and there was a tenting of his Jockey
shorts that evidenced the effect of the girl’s lightly clad, nubile body.
“It’s not exactly homework,
Daddy. She’s giving us a test tomorrow. A History
test. There’s so darn many things to
remember.”
“Well Honey, remember how I showed you. Did you
make the flash cards?”
Mike had been using flash cards as a memory aid for
her since she entered Grade seven and she routinely prepared them for memory
type subjects. For her history quiz she had a small pile of the little
cards and on each of them was a question.
“Here they are Daddy,” and she handed him the cards. At the best of
times Mabel wasn’t very interested in history and this morning was not the best
of times. Not for history, anyway. Her period had just ended
yesterday and that combined with the eroticism of watching her father fuck her
mother this morning made her interested in one thing only.
“OK Honey. Who was President when the Panama
Canal was built?”
“Mmmmm…that’s a hard one Daddy,” Mabel replied with an enigmatic smile as she sat on
her father’s lap and slipped her hand under his shorts to grasp his semi-erect
cock.
Mike chuckled at his cute step-daughter’s double
entendre as he pushed down his shorts to give her freer access to his
tool. “I guess you think you’re pretty smart, don’t you? So what’s
the answer?”
As quickly as she’d got onto her father’s lap, Mabel
slid off it to kneel before him and pull his shorts off the rest of the way.
“I have to think about it, Daddy,” she said with the same smile as she
again took his cock in her hand and leaned in closer.
Mabel had sucked her father’s cock a couple of times
before but only when they were sixty-nining. This was her first
opportunity to study the not quite hard pleasure instrument. The fat
cylinder yielded a bit when she pressed with her fingers and she saw a clear
fluid welling up out of the little eye in the tip. Tentatively she stuck
out her tongue and licked across the purple knob and, when her tongue touched
the tip it gave a little jump. The liquid was hot and oily but had no discernible
taste and then she opened her mouth and engulfed the bulbous knob.
“What’s…Aahhh…the answer?” Mike gasped as his step-daughter’s soft lips enclosed
the tip of his cock.
“Mmmph,” the girl grunted and suddenly the cock filled out and
became rock hard. She began to raise and lower her head, taking half of
the six-inch length into her mouth and at the same time using her hot, pebbled
tongue to caress it. “Rooshevelt,” she
slurred with the cock held loosely in her mouth. “It’sh
Teddy Rooshevelt,” she added and wrapped her lips
tighter around the hard tool.
Mike knew that there would be no more flash
cards. Not for a while, anyway. It may have been Mabel’s first time
to get a good look at her father’s cock but it was also his first chance to see
his beautiful, young step-daughter with her pretty lips wrapped around it and
it was the sexiest sight he’d ever seen. His hands cupped her face and he
flexed his cock on the moist heat of her oral grip.
The girl looked up at her father as she felt his cock
flex in her mouth. She’d seen her mother suck him and she remembered her
father’s breathless gasps as he asked his wife to take it in deeper. She
remembered too her mother’s protest that it would choke her. Mabel slid
her lips lower on the thick pole, feeling the veins that circled the steely
projection.
The man moaned with gratification as the sensitive tip
of his tool rubbed on the inner reaches of his step-daughter’s mouth. He
could hear the soft whimpering sounds she made and the air being sucked noisily
into her nostrils. My God! What was she trying to do?
Mabel knew that it was possible to deep throat a
man. Could she? She angled her head so that there was a straight
line from her mouth into her gullet and she went lower. Her whole body
shook with her gag reflex when the hot knob collided with the entrance to her
throat but determinedly she kept on. And then her gag reflex subsided as
the bulbous cockhead slid into her throat and her lips pushed down until they
were stretched around the huge thickness of the man’s organ. The pubic
hair tickled as she forced her nose into the bush and worked her lips around
the hard base.
“Honey…My Gawwd…Kitten…That’s
the most glorious sensation I’ve ever felt,” Mike moaned as his step-daughter’s throat enclosed the end of his cock
with a hot caress the like of which he’d never before felt. His little
girl was doing what nobody ever did for him before.
The girl struggled for air and thrilled to her
father’s words of praise. Her mobile lips continued to work on the
mouth-filling root of his prick and her throat made little reflexive contractions
on the bulb that filled it. She held herself there for almost a minute
before she had to lift her head and gasp for breath.
“My God, Kitten…You’re fabulous,” the man said as he reached down to grab her nighty and
pull it up over her head. The girl had to move away from his cock so he
could remove her nighty and then he was lifting her pliant body up and astride
his thighs.
“You’re wonderful, Honey…But it’s selfish for me to
let you do that.” Mike
manipulated his step-daughter’s compliant body, drawing her closer and guiding
his cock to her soft, dripping wet cuntlips. As he entered her he slid
his bottom forward on the chair and leaned back as far as he could to gain
maximum penetration.
“Oohhh Daddy…it feels so deep,” Mabel moaned and in fact, opened as she was and angled
as her father was, he as getting farther into her than ever before. She
felt his hands slide under her bottom and then he was lifting and lowering her
so that his thickness was frictioning her
well-stuffed vagina.
“Help me Honey…Fuck me,” Mike urged. He could last a while after Delores’
skillful servicing and with the girl’s help; they fucked slowly and deeply for
several minutes.
“Tell me when you’re going
to cum, Kitten. This one is for you.”
“Close, Daddy…Getting close,” Mabel panted as she felt the inner pressure
build. “Hurry…Hanh….Help me…Hunh…Faster….Fuck
me faster,” she cried as the inner convulsions began and she could no
longer control her movements.
Mike lifted and lowered her as fast as he could and he
felt the girl’s inner muscles spasm on his tool. She was gasping and
panting and as she passed her peak he pulled her in hard so that his cock was
completely buried in her snug, inner channel, her soft cuntlips spread as wide
as they could be.
It was one of the best times yet for the
fourteen-year-old girl. She felt as if her uterus was vibrating as her
father ground the thick base of his cock against her, almost into her.
Her first orgasm waned only to be followed by another and yet another until
finally she gasped, “Red, Daddy…Red!”
The man was immensely pleased with himself.
Making Delores cum was very satisfying but nothing compared to the pleasure he
got from taking his step-daughter to new plateaus of passion. He slid her
away, enjoying the feel of her bare, firmly rounded ass on his thighs and then
he stood, helping her to her feet.
Standing on shaky legs and looking up at her father
the girl smiled in a loose-lipped way. “You didn’t cum did you, Daddy? I want to suck you again until you
cum. I want to feel you cum in my mouth.” The stubby fuckpole
was standing out from his groin in obvious readiness for action and the girl
dropped to her knees in front of him..
“God, Honey…I’d love it,” Mike said softly as his step-daughter’s mouth closed
over his rigid cock. “ But we have to make some
phone calls pretty soon …and I have other ideas for us right now.”
The man left the kitchen and came back in a minute or
so with a pillow and a couple of thick cushions, which he placed, on the floor.
Mabel watched, curious but silent while he put the flash cards on the floor too
with the telephone beside them. She saw that he’d brought a condom and
the K-Y but she had no idea what he was planning to do.
God, she was lovely. Mike lay on his side beside
her and caressed her shapely form. What a beautiful ass, so high and
firm. He fondled the wonderful globes of her buttocks and then got to his
knees behind her.
Mabel felt his hands slide under her belly as he knelt
between her legs and lifted her middle. “I wish I was a couple of
inches longer Honey, to do it this way.” Then she felt him come down
on her and his wonderful cock slid into her swollen pussy. He kneed her
thighs wider apart and slipped the second cushion under her so that, although
she was sort of lying down on her belly her body was bent at the waist so that
it was almost in a kneeling position. Slowly he began to fuck her.
“Now little girl, you punch
in the numbers for Mrs. Willow and I’ll explain that you can’t go to school
because your Dad is fucking you.”
“Hee Hee. I bet she’d have a hemorrhage if you said
that Daddy,” the girl giggled as she
punched out the number and passed the phone to her father.
“Hello. Mrs. Willows? Yes, this is Mike
Tiller calling.” As he spoke
the man wormed his hips between the girl’s plush buttocks and humped her ripe,
young body. “Mabel won’t be at school today, Mrs. Willow.” He
slipped his free hand under his step-daughter and gave her firm breasts a
gentle squeeze. “Something got into her this morning and she says she just
can’t go to school today.” As he said ‘something got into her’ he
gave an extra shove and lodged his thick cock inside as far as it could
reach. “No, it’s not serious. I’m sure she’ll be on her feet by
tomorrow.”
“Oh Daddy. You’re awful,” the young girl giggled as he hung up the phone and
began to fuck her more vigorously. “Do I call your office now?”
“Go ahead, Kitten. And when you get Lenora on
the phone I’ll talk to her.”
Mabel sort of wriggled her bum. She liked it
this way with her father’s warm body covering her back and his wonderful cock
slowly filling the mouth of her cunt. “Hello. Lenora? This
is Mabel…Mike Tiller’s step-daughter. Just a moment.
He wants to talk to you.”
“Hi Lenora. I’m not coming in today. Have to take
care of my little girl.” Mike
stopped moving then with his cock just inside the snugly clasping mouth of his
step-daughter’s cunt. He flexed it making it jump and tease the girl’s
sensitive nerve-ends while he listened. “Yes…I can’t say…You know I
want to,” he said, hi voice becoming soft and not exactly boss to
secretary.
Was her father fucking his secretary? The idea
gave Mabel mixed emotions. Maybe he liked her tits better? Or maybe
it was those thick lips? Could she ask him? No. He probably wouldn’t
admit it anyway, even if he was. And then her father reached over and
hung up the phone.
As Mike slowly rode his step-daughter’s lovely ass he
wondered whether he should carry out the rest of his plan. “Kitten,
I’d like to try something different today.”
“OK Daddy. Whatever you want.”
This was good. His hand was
under her middle and as he slid his fat cock in and out he was rubbing her
clit. She hadn’t had another climax yet but she knew she was very close.
“Anything Daddy…if you want to.” The
girl was disappointed when her father pulled out of her cunt and she felt cold
when rolled off, exposing her naked body to the cool air. He kept one
hand on her pussy, still titillating her clit while the other hand managed to
get the top off the K-Y and squirt some of the contents onto his fingers.
Mike slathered the lubricant in the deep crevice that
split his step-daughter’s lovely ass. He worked his hand into the valley
and his fingers found her little, crinkled anus. Gently and skillfully he
caressed the sensitive area, taking lots of time. They had all day.
He could tell from the rate of her breathing that Mabel was not averse to what
he had done so far and as he forced his well-oiled finger past the tight
sphincter and into her rectum he imagined how wonderfully tight she would feel
around his cock.
Mabel said nothing. The sensations were
exquisite. She’d never dreamed that being touched there, penetrated
there, would feel like this. As her father probed the dark tunnel, first
with one finger, then two, she began to rock her hips so that when he pushed
his fingers in she pushed her lush ass back.
“Uh Huh. I like it,” the girl responded.
“Get up on your knees now, Sweetie,” and the man rose to kneel behind her, his cock
standing out rigidly in readiness for a new delight. He had to forsake
her orifices for a moment as he tore the wrapper off the lubricated condom and
rolled the flimsy pseudo-skin over his tool. Then he squirted a dollop of
K-Y onto it to be sure there was maximum lubrication for what was to come next.
The girl knelt submissively as her father spread the
cheeks of her lovely ass and brought the tip of his cock up against her nether
portal. The little, dark ring had a large bull’s-eye now, the rectal
orifice remaining somewhat open after his fingers were removed. Mike
pushed slowly at the small ring and as it stretched reluctantly around the tip
of his cock he said softly, “Say red if it hurts, Kitten. I can stop
any time…we don’t have to do it this way if it hurts you.”
“S’OK Daddy,” the
girl replied in a strained voice. It was hurting a bit but she knew he
wanted it this way and the novelty of it made her belly churn. “OH!” she
gasped a she felt a strong twinge of pain but it was over as fast as it came.
“It’s in Baby. Oh
God, you’re tight.”
Mabel reached up between her legs until her fingers
found her father’s staff. She could tell that he only had the first
couple of inches in her and she was sure he wanted it all inside.
“It’s OK Daddy. You
can put it in. Put it all in.”
Mike needed no further urging. He began to
penetrate the girl’s bowels with short, ever-advancing thrusts. The tightness
of the channel skinned his cock and he wondered if the condom would tear from
what he was doing. Deeper and deeper he went and then her wormed his hips
closer, spreading her pneumatic ass-cheeks apart so he could get every bit of
his cock in her hot, cock-strangling ass-tube.
The girl slumped forward on the cushions as she was
fucked. Her father’s fingers were working her clit again and the cock was
frictioning the sensitive ring of her anus.
“Yes Daddy…Do it…Fuck my ass…You’re making me cum,” she gasped and she writhed and wriggled beneath him,
pushing back and rolling her wonderful ass against him.
Mike fought his own urge to go off. The hotly
enclosing tunnel was not as tight now and he didn’t want to cum in a
condom. He wanted to go off in his darling girl’s juicy cunt with nothing
to separate his flesh from hers. With clit-rubbing fingers and
ass-fucking cock he brought the girl to her climax.
It was strange. It was different. Mabel
felt the plunging of her father’s cock in her bottom and the hot waves of
orgasm that radiated out from her clit in a series of convulsive spasms rocking
her whole lower body. She gasped and panted and, as the peak passed, she
went limp.
With less than his usual consideration for his
partners, Mike pulled out of the girl’s asshole, noting how it gaped open even
after his cock was removed. He stripped off the condom and rolled his
step-daughter’s limp body off the cushions onto the hard kitchen floor.
The girl knew what her father wanted and she spread her
long, shapely legs wide apart as he mounted her again. She uttered a
breathless “Whumph!” as the thick stake was
rammed all the way up inside her cunt. And then she was being fucked like
she’d never been fucked before. Her father was pulling his stout pole
almost all the way out, then plunging it in fast and hard until the broad base
of the cock was spreading her cuntlips wide and his pubic bone was battering
her clit. Sweat was dripping from his body onto hers, the salty drops
entering her open mouth, falling on her hard-nippled breasts and puddling on her flat belly.
Mikes balls felt like balloons. It had been a
form of exquisite torture, first fucking his lap-straddling step-daughter to
her first climax of the day, enjoying sublime ecstasy as she deep-throated him
and then fucking her tight, young asshole and riding her high, firm ass while
he brought her again to climax. Now it was his turn and the pressure for
release was overwhelming.
The girl couldn’t have cried Red if she’d wanted to
but she didn’t anyway. Her father’s lustful passion was like a
fast-acting virus that had brought her to a libidinous fever. Her inner
organs were in turmoil and her young body jumped and jittered from the man’s
fiercely battering thrusts.
It was cumming. He could feel it right down to
the bottoms of his feet. Mike made a series of short, rapid jabs into his
step-daughter’s snug-fitting sheath and then he grabbed her ass and pulled her
as close as he could, ramming himself into deeper than he’d ever managed
before. His lower body was afire with the delight of his orgasm as he
pumped and jetted his hot sperm deep up into the girl’s spasming twat.
She could feel it. She wasn’t sure what she
could feel but the thick stake that was stretching her fourteen-year-old cunt
was pulsing and jumping as it gushed and flooded her juvenile interior.
With a moan of satisfaction Mike came down full-weight
on his step-daughter as the last of his sperm drained into her cock-plugged
body.
Mabel felt wasted. The floor was hard under her
bare back and her father’s weight was heavy on top of her. She wondered
if he’d gone to sleep or something.
Mike wasn’t asleep but he was exhausted. He felt
chilled as his sweat evaporated but, even though his step-daughter had taken
everything he had he was still aroused by the feel of her firm breasts under
his chest, the warmth of her wide hips supporting his and the snug, wet heat of
her cum-flooded cunt as it surrounded his slowly deflating cock.
“My God, Honey. You’ve worn your old Dad to a
frazzle.” The girl clung to him
when his crushing weight lifted off her. “C’mon Kitten. We both
need a shower so we can get o with your studying.”
Mike adjusted the water temperature while the girl sat
on the toilet and waited. Then he quickly washed himself all over before
signaling to her that she should join him in the shower.
It was a day of firsts for the fourteen-year-old
girl. It was the first time her father had fucked her when her mother
wasn’t nearby. It was the first time she’d deep-throated a cock.
And it was the first time she’d been fucked in the ass. She stood
silently while her father lathered soap all over her body. This wasn’t
the first time he’d ever bathed her but it was the first time for many years.
“Is your bum sore?” Mike’s hands were concentrating on the girl’s lower
orifices, on her tender, once-fucked rectum and her bruised, sperm-laden pussy.
“No Daddy. But I’m tired.” She watched curiously as he took down the
showerhead. This was a new appliance, a showerhead with a long connector
hose attached so it could be moved around. He directed the fine spray to
rinse the frothy lather from her body and then, as she compliantly parted her
legs, he began to douse her bottom and pussy with the hot spray.
“Daddy? Oh Daddy?” Mabel cried out in surprise when the fine spray
suddenly changed to a heavy, pulsating spurt. The hot jets blasted
against her fuck-bruised cunt flesh and sent little tingling thrills surging
through her abdomen.
“Mmmmm…Yeah,” she
sighed and she arched her pelvis to open her cunt-target to the liquid
caress. Her father’s finger teased her sensitive bumhole while the
pulsing squirts battered her clitoris and, sensitized by the extended fucking
she’d had, her young body was immediately aroused.
It didn’t take long. The girl leaned against her
father’s wet body, her hips thrust forward, her thighs well separated and she
gave herself up to the new and delicious sensations that coursed outward from
her tingling bum and her throbbing cunt to meld in her belly. Mike wedged
the girl between his body and the tiled wall to support her as she began to
jerk and twitch with the onset of yet another orgasm. Her soft sighs and
gasps were louder than the sound of the jetting water as she came and then he
was holding her so that she didn’t collapse.
“Now my dear we can concentrate on studying,” Mike said softly as he helped her from the shower and
handed her a large towel.
By early afternoon Mabel had committed most of the
needed information to memory. A visitor might have had some well-founded
questions had he or she seen the two of them. Mike was wearing only a
bathrobe and Mabel had on the shorty nightgown and
most of the time she sat on his lap while he quizzed her. She felt
marvelously content and fatigued and it was as if her mind was sharpened by the
total satiation of her sex needs. She felt a love and affection for her
parent that went beyond the usual. Her bum and her pussy still tingled
and throbbed from what he’d done and she wanted to show him her devotion.
And she knew how to do it.
“Daddy?” the
girl said softly as she slid off his lap and knelt on the floor before
him. “Would you like me to suck you cock again?”
“Oh God, Kitten? Haven’t you had enough?” Mike was drained but as his lovely step-daughter
opened his robe and her warm hand fondled his limp penis he felt a resurgence
of desire.
“Mmm
Hmm. I’ve had enough
but I want to suck your cock. I want to make you happy.” Mabel walked closer on her knees, lowered her head and
wrapped her soft lips around the head of her father’s soft tool. She was
rewarded instantly by a swelling and firming of the limp appendage as she
easily engulfed its diminished length with her moist mouth.
The man sat back and watched. The sight was
intensely arousing. The girl’s pretty, red-lipped mouth enclosed his cock
and he could feel the blood of erection rushing to it. She had a knack
for this he could tell. Her head rose and lowered slowly, her hotly
pebbled tongue laving the underside of his resurgent tool as it thickened and
lengthened until she could no longer accommodate all f it with ease.
It gave the young girl a sense of great satisfaction
to be able to reawaken her father’s wonderful sex tool. “Glunngh…Glunngh,” sounded
from her mouth as she sucked him. When she pulled away the pink, inner
flesh of her encompassing lips showed and when her head lowered her cheeks
hollowed as she added a sucking action to her loving caress.
Mike stroked her pale cheeks and his love for his
beautiful step-daughter knew no bounds. Her big eyes were looking up at
him with slave like devotion and saliva was drooling down over her chin.
The sounds from her wetly sucking mouth added to the eroticism of the scene, “Shluurp…Shluurp…Shluurp,” and then she went lower.
It was easier this time. Mabel tilted her head
and opened her throat and felt the thick cockhead enter her gullet. She
worked her lips around the thick, hairy base as she felt the throat-filling
cocktip jerk and flex. Her father’s moans of pleasure delighted her.
This was Heaven. Mike held his step-daughter’s
head close and tried to fuck even deeper into her hard sucking maw. Even
though he’d already emptied his lust eggs into her adolescent cunt his balls
felt heavy and aching as the sight and feel of the cocksucking young beauty
dragged him higher and higher on the orgasmic slope.
“No Kitten…Gotta stop…Gonna cum,” he protested in a lust-choked voice as he tried halfheartedly
to push her face away.
“Yes Daddy…Shluurp…Want you
to cum…Glangh…Want you to cum in my mouf,” Mabel
murmured with her cock-filled mouth. Her fingers found his heavily
dangling testicles and she grasped as much of the thick cock base as she could
enclose with the thumb and forefinger of her other hand as she added a pumping
action to the wetly sucking grip of her lips.
The man gave himself up to the ecstasy of what was
happening. Nothing but the feel of his step-daughter’s hotly engulfing
mouth and her warm hands mattered. Seeing her pretty, young face stuffed
with his maleness, hearing her urging to cum in her mouth was incredibly
exciting. He felt the surge begin from his swollen balls, coursing with
burning heat through the convoluted passage to explode into her willing oral
cavern.
Mabel felt her father’s fuckpole expand within the
tight grip of her mouth and her lower lip felt the pulsing of the cum tube in
the lower side of his cock as the viscous fluid surged through it to blast into
her throat.
“Glunngh…Gluurrp,”
sounded wetly from the girl’s mouth
as her father’s semen spurted and flooded over her tongue. She swallowed,
her fingers pumping the bucking tool and she looked up at him with wide-eyed
devotion.
“Oohhhhh Darling,” Mike moaned in blissful ecstasy as his step-daughter’s hotly sucking mouth drew the love cream from
him and a trickle of mixed saliva and semen dribbled out of the corner of her
pretty, sexy mouth. Delores had done this for him a few times but never
had it been as good as with his adolescent step-daughter. She sucked and
pumped like she was determined to drain him completely and she did.
“Did you like that Daddy?” Mabel asked although she knew full well that he
had. She felt so proud and mature from satisfying the most important man
in her young life.
Mike sat back in the chair and looked at the
incredibly incredibly
salacious sight of the pretty, naked girl kneeling and looking up at him, her
self-satisfaction obvious on her face. Her sexy lips were parted and then
her pink tongue caressed them, licking off a tendril of his viscous, white
semen. God. He wanted to fuck her again
but he knew he needed time to recover from her skillful ministrations, probably
more time than was available today.
There was no more studying that day. And another
rule was broken for they didn’t tell Delores that Mabel hadn’t gone to
school. The fourteen-year-old girl, though satisfied and content, felt
like she wanted more.
----------------------------------
Mabel’s
Story
Chapter Five
Mabel had been sleeping with her parents almost every
night for about a year but tonight was different. She had a feeling of
warm anticipation in her belly. Her step-step-father had been fucking her
at least twice a week since that wonderful first time when he’d brought her to
that first wonderful cock-made climax. It was mostly in the morning while
her mother was taking a shower except for that eventful day when she’d stayed
home from school and been fucked in the ass and also learned how to deep
throat. But tonight her mother was away.
She’d gone early to her parents’ bed but when her
step-step-father slipped under the covers beside her after watching the late news
on TV she was still awake. He’d been acting strange since her mother went
away, sort of depressed she thought. Would he fuck her tonight, before he
went to sleep? Her pussy was already swollen and tingling with
anticipation. For the second time maybe she would have him all to
herself.
Mike was, in fact, feeling down. Even though his
sex organ was unusually thick and he knew that a woman got most of her pleasure
and sensation from the friction in the first few inches of her vagina he, like
most men of average endowment, felt somehow inadequate and wished he was bigger
or at least, longer.
Delores had really given him no reason to doubt that
he satisfied her need for a long cock by using the dildo but there was still a
nagging doubt. Were her occasional business trips like this one a
subterfuge? Was she in fact going away just so she could be
long-cocked? Was that why she so readily accepted sharing him with
Mabel? His cock filled with blood as he thought of his step-step-daughter’s
delightful response to his lovemaking.
Mabel had watched a few times when her step-father
used that mammoth dildo on her mother but he still hadn’t used it in her.
What would it feel like? How much of it could he push inside? Her
step-father had told her that her mother liked a big cock once in a
while. Why was that? It must be something special. Maybe
tonight when she had him all to herself she could get him to try?
Mike moved closer to his step-daughter’s supine body,
liking the feel of her firm-fleshed thigh against him. He turned over on
his side so that his now erect penis was pushed against her hip. Only
then did it dawn on him that she wasn’t wearing her nighty. Did that mean
that she’d been waiting for him to fuck her tonight?
The man had no idea how much his step-daughter wanted
him to fuck her tonight. She lay there giving no indication that she was
awake but when she felt the hard, stubby projection of her step-father’s cock
pressing against her hip her whole body warmed with tingling need and she
couldn’t stifle a soft whimper of expectation.
“Are you awake Kitten?” Mike asked as his hand covered one of her firm, high
breasts feeling the already hard nipple dig into his palm.
“Mmm hmm,” Mabel murmured and her hand moved to grasp her step-father’s
hard prick. Using it as a handle she urged him over on top of her as she
spread her legs wide to accommodate his hips.
Mike supported his upper body away from hers as she
guided his cock to her soft, moist lovenest. He pushed in, savouring the hot
clasp of her cuntmouth as it engulfed him. And then his hips were welded
to hers and she was taking him in to the root of the hard shaft. Slowly
he began to fuck her snugly clasping passage, first with a simple in-out
movement and then, as her pelvis tilted to fit him better, he added a
spiraling, screwing motion and rode a bit higher on her to make firmer contact
with her clitoris.
The girl flexed her long, shapely legs, bending them
at the knees and placing her feet flat on the bed. She began a rhythmic,
up-down movement of her hips the way he’d taught her to and as she did so it
caused her vaginal muscles to contract and loosen, adding to her and his
pleasure.
“Am I doing it right, Daddy? Is this how you
like me to fuck you?”
“Oh God yes, Kitten. You’re fabulous.” And he meant it. He doubted that many
fifteen-year-old girls could fuck the way his hot-blooded step-daughter
could. He knew he ought to feel guilty for fucking his own step-daughter
but he didn’t, especially since she’d been such a willing and trainable
sex-partner. “Is it good for you, Honey? Do you like the feel of
my cock inside you?”
“Hanh…Yunh…Yesss
Daddy…I…hanh…I love it,” the girl
gasped, her breathing quickening as her excitement grew. She added a
little rotation to her hip movement as if trying to screw his spiraling thrusts
into her hungry twat. “Am I…Hanh… good? Do I…Hunh…
fuck as good as Mom?”
“Oh God, Kitten. Don’t ask. You’re the
best I’ve ever had.”
Young Mabel thrilled to the compliment and tonight’s special
circumstance aroused her even more than usual. She wanted him to say to
her the things she sometimes heard him whisper to her mother when he fucked
her.
“Tell me Daddy…Hanh…Tell me
what you’re…Hunh…doing to me.”
“I’m fucking you, Kitten. I’m fucking your
tight, little cunt with my cock and I’m going to shoot my sperm way up inside
you. I love how you move your lovely ass, baby. Your cunt squeezes
me so good. You’re such a wonderful, sexy woman Mabel…I want to fuck you
forever.”
“Yunh…Yunh…Fuck
me Daddy…Hanh…Fuck your…Hanh… little girl’s brains out,” Mabel responded, her rapid breathing punctuated with
low moans as the pressures built inside. She loved to hear the crude
words when he was fucking her and she loved to respond in the same explicit
language. “Hurry Daddy….Hanh…Hurry,” she gasped as the continuing
friction on the nerve-ends inside her cuntmouth and over her throbbing clit
brought her to a peak. “I’m cumming! Your little girl is cumming
Daddy. Fuck her hot cunt hard with your big, thick cock!”
Seeing and hearing the fifteen year old girl mouthing
the lewd words of sex egged the man on to even greater licentiousness.
Mike dropped full weight onto the writhing girl, his mouth covering her soft
mouth as her lips parted to accept his thrusting tongue. His tempo
increased as his own climax approached, his tongue fucking the girl’s sweet
mouth in the same way that his cock was fucking her juicy cunt.
“Yanh…Hanh…Cumming…Hanh…Cumming Daddy…Hanh…Faster…
Fuck …Hanh…Fuck meeeeee…” and the girls long legs rose to wrap around the man’s
hips drawing him deeper inside.
He could feel it coming and, locked inside his
step-daughter’s pulsating passage, his fucking movements constrained by the
stranglehold of her tightly clasping legs around his hips, he hammered her
firm, young body with short, jackhammer thrusts. It felt to him like it
his whole body was inside this beautiful young girl as he exploded into her,
his semen jetting up into the convulsing channel that was milking him like a marshmallow
hand.
Mabel’s long legs fell away loosely as her step-father
stopped moving. His cock gave an occasional post-orgasmic twitch and her
cum-flooded pussy also spasmed in response.
“Tell me Kitten, do I satisfy you? Do you feel
like I give you enough or would you like me in deeper?” Mike hoped his step-daughter would answer truthfully,
and she did.
“Oh
Daddy. It’s so wonderful...I
can’t imagine wanting more.” But the perceptive teenager guessed what was
bothering her step-father. “I think Mom must be crazy to want anything
bigger.”
“But you don’t know,
Kitten. Would you like to…like…try it with her dildo? Would you
like that?”
“Uh…well…I have to admit
I’m curious, Daddy. Will you? Like? Can we just try it?”
She had the usual sense of
loss when her step-father withdrew from her sodden pussy to reach for the table
at the end of the bed. He took out the dildo and then clasped it between
his legs to warm it up.
“I’ll be careful,
Mabel. And it will do more for you than I can right now. One good
thing about a dildo is that it never gets soft.” Then he reached into the
end table drawer and took out the K-Y. The girl was certainly already
well lubricated with not only her own natural oily fluid but also with a hefty
dollop of his greasy cum.
Mabel felt relaxed and
lethargic as she always did after she was fucked but she also had a feeling of
anticipation. Her step-father’s gentle hands were caressing her breasts
and pussy, pinching her nipples and slowly rubbing her clit and she could feel
a resurgence of her libido. This continued for several minutes as the
considerate man allowed time for the dildo to reach body temperature and then
she watched as he squeezed some of the clear liquid from the K-Y tube onto the
huge cylinder.
Rising up on one elbow Mike
pressed the realistically designed pseudo cock against the girl’s pussy.
Her labia were still swollen from sex, still parted after being so thoroughly
plugged by the man’s thick sex tool. She lifted her head so that she could
watch, biting her full, lower lip with a twinge of apprehension.
Instinctively she spread her legs wider apart and tilted her pelvis to
facilitate the penetration.
Mike found it perversely
arousing to be doing this. It was in a way like the first time he’d
fucked his little girl even though he hadn’t had the chance to be the first man
to fuck her. The light from the bedside lamp gave him a good view of her
lightly furred pussy and he watched the pulpy lips spread as the smooth, slick
knob pushed between them. It slid in easily, just as his own thick cock
had and he slowly inserted almost half of the dildo’s twelve-inch length.
“Tell me if it hurts,
Kitten. Or if there’s something special you want me to do with it.”
Mabel had watched intently
as her step-father slowly inserted the dildo into her young body.
“Yeah…No…I mean…haahhh…doesn’t hurt…you can put it in
deeper,” the girl replied, looking down to where her cuntlips were spread by
the thick pole. Her eyes had widened in wonder as she had taken the first
six inches and at the length of it still unsheathed.
Mike was an old hand at
this. He had watched his wife handle the full length on many occasions
and he would not be surprised if his step-daughter’s vagina had similar
elasticity. He began to fuck the girl with the thickly veined device,
gradually sinking it deeper into her and watching her face for any expression
of discomfort or new pleasure.
The girl knew for sure that
the dildo was in her deeper than her step-father had been or even her piano
teacher whose cock was longer than her Dad’s though not nearly as thick.
She could tell mainly because she saw how much was still not in her. Then
her mouth flew open and she uttered a grunt of surprise when she felt something
seem to move way up deep inside.
The man saw the change in
his step-daughter’s expression and, as it happened, he realized that the
artificial penis was not sliding in as easily. He knew that he’d reached
the natural bottom of her passage and from here on he would be stretching its
length.
“Are you OK, Kitten? Shall I keep on?”
“Nah…Yah…I don’t know,
Daddy…it’s doing something in me?”
“You’re in control,
Honey. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s OK Daddy…you can…just
a bit more,” Mabel gasped. She didn’t know what her mother found so
special about this but she wanted to show her Dad that she could take anything
her mother could. She lay tense and still as he fucked her with the giant
staff but now he was concentrating more on rotation and clit rubbing than depth.
She could feel the renewal of her urge and she moved her hand to her
step-father’s groin.
Even though his
step-daughter’s young cunt had done its usual superb job of draining his lust
Mike’s cock was returning to full erection and when her felt the small, warm
hand enclose it the blood surged bringing it to steel-hardness.
“Daddy…can you fuck me
again? I like your cock in me better than this.”
He needed no further
urging. Mike lay back and drew his step-daughter’s body atop while
keeping the dildo halfway inside her. Mabel remembered the first time
she’d seen him fuck her mother. It was like this but she’d never had him
with her on top.
“Take that thing out of me,
Daddy. I want your cock. Your big, hot cock.”
Mike pulled the dildo from
his step-daughter’s cunt and, as it came out, there was a squishy plop.
Then the girl took control. She guided her step-father’s thick, upthrust
cock between the gaping lips of her pussy and sat down with a breathless grunt.
“Hunnhh!
Oohhh Daddy! It’s so big,” she moaned. “I love having your big, fat
cock filling my little cunt and fucking me.” She was saying it aloud to
please him but it was the truth. She began to raise and lower her hips,
savouring the delightful feel of the hard, hot cock sliding in and out of her
hungry channel. She liked this. She was in control.
The man lay back and
enjoyed his step-daughter’s skillful action. His hands caressed her
silken flanks and the prominence of her firm high breasts while she fucked
him. Sometimes she made long, slow strokes, rising up until only the tip
of his cock was in her, then slowly lowering herself until the thick base of
his too was stretching her young cunt like a hand stretches a too small
glove. The sensations to him were wonderful. The walls of her cunt
seemed to ripple along his cock and pull the skin up, then
skin it down.
Mabel leaned forward so the
hard shaft was in full contact with her clitoris and then she began to ride him
with short strokes like he made when he was about to go off. With the same effect. Mike felt a twitch of the
delightful enclosure and then a contraction as her inner muscles spasmed.
She lost the tempo but her took over, holding her
wide, firm hips and moving her through her climax.
Mabel came twice more
before her step-father warned her that he was close. This time it was for
him alone. She reached behind and down to carefully grasp and tug his
heavy balls while she stroked his cock with her snug inner flesh.
“Oohhh Gawwd Kitten.
I’m cumming,” he moaned and he grabbed her hips and pulled her down until their
pubic bones were welded bruisingly together.
The girl felt it. The
base of his cock stretched her cuntmouth wide and as he spurted into her she
could feel the pulsing of the channel on the underside of the shaft as
successive gouts of sperm gushed though it and jetted up into her womb.
“Thank you little darling,”
Mike sighed as his step-daughter relaxed astride him. “You’re wonderful.”
When morning came Mike
awoke with a raging hard on, despite the way his step-daughter’s
dildo-stretched but swollen cunt had drained him only a few hours before.
And then he felt a warm hand enclosing his rampant penis.
“Do you want to fuck me
again, Daddy,” the young girl murmured as she slowly pumped the thick, hand
filling cockmeat.
“You know I do,
Kitten. You can feel it,” and he easily drew her shapely body over on top
of his.
Mabel’s long legs parted
readily and she sat up astride him. Lifting her rounded hips she guided
the upright staff into her cunt, still sufficiently lubricated from last
night’s inundation that she took him easily.
“Do I still feel as good to
you as when we first did it, Daddy? Am I still tight enough?”
“Oh God, Honey. It’s
Heaven,” and his hands caressed her firm body, her wide-spaced breasts and her
flaring hips. “Do I really “feel good to you? Am I big enough to
satisfy you?”
“Oh yes Daddy. You’re
better than that big dildo. I only feel you in me… like…just a few
inches. That’s all I want.” But, much like her
step-father’s concern that he wasn’t big enough the young girl worried that
she’d become too loose down there. She remembered something he’d
said, or rather grunted when he’d fucked her in the ass. That she was
tight as a virgin. A tremor shook her as she remembered the feeling when
he was in her bottom and she blurted out, “Would you like to…you know…put it in
my ass again?”
“Would you mind,
Kitten? Just for a couple of minutes?”
“Oh yes Daddy. I
mean, no, I wouldn’t mind,” and she started to rise up so she could kneel for
him.
“No Honey. You don’t
have to be on your knees,” and Mike reached across to the end table to find a
condom. Blindly he got hold of the little pack of condoms and the tube of
K-Y and as he fumbled around his fingers touched a small, hard cylinder.
He brought that out too.
“You don’t have to use the
condom, do you? I mean…like…it’s just us? It’ll be safe won’t it?
“Yeah, I guess so Honey…if
you don’t mind?”
“I’d like it Daddy. I
don’t want anything between us when we make love.”
Mabel squatted on hands and
knees above her step-father while he spread the cool lubricant on her little,
puckered anus. With both hands, one teasing her anal orifice, the other
titillating her hard clit, the man worked at arousing his beautiful
step-daughter. Lots of time, he thought. So what if he was late to
the office or she missed her first class.
The girl remembered how it
felt. Not as good as in the right place but the idea of being fucked
there, of having that hard, thick cock filling her asshole was a turn-on for
her. And this time it would be real, completely real, her step-father’s
body would be welded to hers in a way that it hadn’t been before.
The girl was upright, her
thighs spread astride the man’s hips while he used the bulbous tip of his cock
to caress her sensitive, nether portal. Her head was back and she looked
up at the ceiling, waiting for that special entry.
Mike had placed the hard,
little cylinder under his body to warm it up and now, as his step-daughter
remained poised above him, he withdrew it from under him and slipped the tip of
it into the gaping opening between her swollen labia. Then, one-handed,
he rotated the bottom end and the little vibrator began to buzz softly.
What was it? Mabel looked
down and saw the black thing her step-father was pushing into her cunt.
She knew right away what it was. During her ‘training period’, before the
first time her step-father fucked her, they had given her the vibrator to play
with. Oh God! He was going to put the vibrator in her cunt while
his cock was up her ass! The total depravity of it sent hot shivers
through her body.
Mike saw that his
step-daughter had seen the vibrator. He slowly pushed it up into her and,
when most of the length was immersed in her juicy twat he urged her
downward. The narrow opening of her anal orifice yielded slowly ad
elastically and he saw her flinch when the bulbous knob suddenly popped through
the tight sphincter and the ring-like muscle gripped his cock like a hot,
velvet vise.
Mabel was tingling all
over. The rapidly vibrating dildo was massaging the sensitive mouth of
her cunt and her step-father was angling it so that it also vibrated against
her little cum-trigger. It had hurt a bit when his cock first entered her
asshole, much like that first time, but now the only feeling was of fullness as
she slowly lowered her hips, impaling herself on the thick stake.
Mike felt as if his
foreskin was being peeled back completely from the bonelike hardness of his cock.
The tightness of her anal portal was excruciating but delightful. And
then he was all inside, the thick base of his cock held in a stranglehold by
the engulfing muscular ring.
“Am I still tight,
Daddy? Am I still tight as a virgin?”
“Oh yes Kitten…so tight…so
wonderfully tight. Are you OK?”
“Yes…Aannhhh…Yeesss…love it,” the girl moaned as the dual assault on her
adolescent senses sent shivers and waves of sensation rocketing through her
young loins.
The girl’s lush hips
writhed and rotated, the hard vibrator wedged tight against her clit, her
step-father’s stout staff thrust to its limit up into her ass and she felt the
pressure building in her belly. It was a mind-blowing experience for the
fifteen-year-old girl. Her orgasm blossomed into a conflagration of
ecstasy and she almost passed out.
For the man it was also a
mind-blowing experience. The vibration from the little instrument was
transmitted through the thin wall that separated the two fuck-chutes and he
knew he would not last long. He savoured the intensity of the moment as
his step-daughter squirmed above him, her tight-clasping anal tunnel massaging
his tool and drawing his semen from the aching testicular reservoirs.
“Whannhh….Haannhhh,” Mabel’s breath rushed from her lungs in a loud
whoosh as she orgasmed. She was on fire. Her ass jerked and
jittered on the man’s thighs and in so doing she brought him off.
Mike moaned as the heat of
climax surged through his vitals and he exploded, his semen spurting and
jetting up into his step-daughter’s hot bowels as he erratic motions milked him
with mindless skill.
“Wonderful
Honey. That was wonderful,”
Mike sighed as the last twitches of his orgasm waned and he lay under his
step-daughter, his cock still enclosed in the depths of her ass. He
withdrew the vibrator from between their close pressed bodies and turned it
off.
Mabel sat limply astride
him, her firm, round buttocks resting on his hips as she too slowly regained
her composure. She hoped this relationship would never end.
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Mabel’s
Story
Chapter Six
Delores didn’t notice at first that Mike was fucking
her daughter more often than herself and, after a few months when the fact
dawned on her, she accepted it. It turned her on to see her young
daughter as she was taught new things, dildo-fucking, eating, sucking and so on
but by the time Mabel was sixteen Delores was beginning to feel left out.
Still it was another two years before she managed to express her reservations
to her husband.
“I’m sorry Delores. I
was being inconsiderate. It’s just…well…no, there’s no excuse. Do
you want me to stop…I mean, with her?”
“No Mike. I know that
men like young girls…but it’s kind of insulting.”
“C’mon Delores…You know
there’s nobody better than you…and I love you. I love Mabel too, but it’s
different.”
“Do you know if she’s tried
it with anyone else?” It was Saturday and their cheerleader step-daughter
was off to the football game. Mike’s hand was up under his wife’ skirt
and he was on the way to quelling Delores’ doubts about her desirability.
“She says not. She
thinks the guys her own age are too grabby.”
Few women would have been
as understanding as Delores and, after a steamy session first with the dildo
and then with Mike’s thick cock, they reached an understanding. Once a
week with Mabel and, as soon as she was eighteen, they’d get her an apartment
nearby.
Mabel sensed a change in
her relationship with her step-father and, although once a week was not enough
for the libidinous lass she saw no guys that she wanted to pursue a
relationship with. On her seventeenth birthday she was given a dog as a
pet. Delores and Mike would have been amazed at how much their
step-daughter enjoyed the gift, but that enjoyment really happened later, after
Mabel had moved out on her own.
Pal was the name Mabel
chose for her pet, never dreaming how much a pal he would turn out to be.
He was a cute, little shorthaired puppy, a Rotweiler,
but he didn’t remain little for very long. His Mistress took good care of
him, bathing him regularly, taking him for walks twice a day and talking to him
as if he was human. It was a dog’s life, a wonderful dog’s life, and it
was destined to become even better.
Mabel’s apartment, which
was her birthday present when she turned eighteen, was just the right size for
the two of them. It was on the ground floor and had one bedroom and a
small, enclosed garden area in back. There was an alcove where Mabel
studied, a living room with a big chair and a sofa and a small bedroom with a
big bed where her Step-Dad joined her once a week. Joined her in the way
she’d learned to love.
The teenager didn’t know
much about dogs but during Pal’s puppyhood she’d
learned lots, much of it from the dog sites on the Web. And, shortly
after she and Pal began to live alone together, her learning took her on a
different and strangely erotic course.
It didn’t happen all of a
sudden. Mabel was a cuddler as evidenced by her
climbing into bed with her parents. If she’d had an older brother it’s
very unlikely that she’d have kept her cherry until her piano teacher plucked
it for she certainly would have found opportunity to cuddle with her brother
and her inherent sensuality would have guaranteed the outcome. But that’s
all idle conjecture. Even before she moved away from home she had taken
her puppy to her bed. Then, when she began living alone (except, with
Pal, she was not really alone) he became her constant bedtime companion even
though, by then, he had become a large dog.
Three years of being
regularly fucked two or three times a week by her skilled cocksman
step-father had given the girl an appetite for sex. The once a week
sessions with him after the move left her in an almost constant state of hunger
for more. Twice she had tried it with a classmate, a Jock of some renown
in their school, but his quick-triggered performance had left her
frustrated. Still, she never though about her loving
pet as a sexual companion despite his obvious affection for her, his Mistress.
But Pal was maturing.
It’s unlikely that the year old puppy had felt anything like sexual desire for
his wonderful Mistress but one Saturday as she was getting ready to take him
for his daily walk he had felt a strange new urge in his belly and for reasons
that he didn’t truly understand he’d wrapped his forelegs around the girl’s
long thigh and had humped his lower belly against her, seeking some unknown
kind of release.
Mabel got a kick out of her
puppy’s action and she guessed right away what he was doing. Maybe she
ought to find him a playmate? Later, as they strolled through the park, a
rather rumpled, longhaired dog came close to them. Pal and the other dog
made their acquaintance in the time-tested; nose to tail fashion and Pal became
a bit unruly, tugging at the leash with unusual vigor. The other dog also
began to whine and whimper and it was with some difficulty that Mabel dragged
Pal off with her to continue their walk.
On their return the cause
of the dogs’ disturbed attitude finally became apparent to the girl. The
shaggy haired bitch had found another dog, one that wasn’t restrained by a
leash. Mabel’s gaze could not escape the sight of the light brown, shorthaired
dog dominating the smaller one, grabbing her neck and forcing her to stay down
as he mounted her. Mabel’s attention was drawn to the muscular
hindquarters of the male and especially the pink tipped cylinder coming out of
its sheath. Her own sex-starved loins ached with a perverse envy as she
saw the male dog ram his long fuck stick into the bitch and begin to fuck
her. God! What girl wouldn’t want a tool like that on her lover?
Pal was almost equally
excited it seemed. She had to hold him down while she watched the erotic
scene. The brown dog was a total contrast to her
quick-triggered classmate as he kept on and on like a jackhammer on the
whining, panting bitch. They were literally locked together and as their
coupled dog bodies writhed and wriggled they even ended up in an ass-to-ass
position. By the time it was over and the male dog was licking off his
sated female companion Mabel’s pussy was wet and swollen with desire. It
was only because her parents were away for the weekend that she didn’t call her
step-father and beg him to relax the once a week limitation in their
fucking.
What she did do was to go
on the Web with a question. One of the nice things about the Web was the
complete anonymity it provided and, taking advantage of this anonymity, Mabel
fired off a question to one of the Doggy Care sites she often visited.
Mabel wasn’t sure what
would happen. Probably she would be asked to stay away from the Site or
at least to never again write to it but gripped by an odd exhilaration she
wrote: “Help me. I’m horribly horny and I love my dog. Can he
help?”
The response was
overwhelming. Within two hours suggestions, directions and a couple of
offers from male humans to alleviate her suffering inundated her e-mail.
She didn’t read them all but she saw enough that she knew what she’d try as
soon as she went to bed.
Pal, as usual, climbed onto the bed with her, worming
his way under the covers and nuzzling her with his cool, moist snout. He
acted nervous at first when his Mistress’s hand began to caress his lower
belly, close to his never used sexual organ. She couldn't resist the
overpowering urge to continue the manipulation, and continued to play with him
watching in fascination as his cock started to grow and grow. He was huge!
She’d had no idea that his cock was so big and she felt a little naughty as she
continued massaging him. She felt nervous. Was this her own sexual energy
making her feel nervous? She could feel the tension in her body build as his
did and as his penis grew larger and larger she felt a strange affinity towards
him, a "responsibility" to satisfy him. She could feel her
heart beating faster and her breath quickened and she was amazed that as his
tension built, her tension did too! When he started humping her hand and she
could feel the urgency and power of his thrusts as his excitement built, hers
did too!
Pal whined and rubbed his hard doggy cock against her
bare hip when she took her hand away. She hugged the warm, shorthaired
beast and spoke to him as if he was a human, her puppy-child. “Be a
good boy, Pal. Mommy knows what you want but
she’s afraid of you. Now relax like a good doggy and we’ll go to sleep.”
But the eighteen-year-old girl had a frustrated ache
in her belly and after a while she again touched her pet. She watched
with lewd fascination as her pet’s doggy cock appeared, swelling to a majestic
seven inch length, two inches thick near the head and tapering slightly smaller
near the base. She stroked and patted the hot cylinder and her puppy
whined and panted and wriggled. She wrapped her hand around her pet’s
tool and after a minute or so she felt the swelling at the base. Was this
the knot somebody had written about? Pal was trying to push farther into
the clasp of her hand and the knot swelled to the size of an orange.
Mabel accommodated him, getting her hand around the bulb as much as she could
and continuing to match his thrusts with her pumping strokes. The dog
whined and panted much as the other dog had in the afternoon and suddenly a
flood of white, watery doggy cum erupted from the pulsing tool. She
marveled at the quantity. He seemed to cum and cum and cum and she
wondered how it would feel to have that hot juice shooting up inside her
throbbing cunt. She pumped her dog’s cock as it continued to jump in the
clasp of her hand and jet after jet of hot gism splattered onto her bare
hips. The girl’s hand got tired before her pet did and he uttered a soft
whine when she took her hand away. The girl’s pulse was still pounding,
her face flushed and her breathing still labored
How utterly sexual it had felt to cause his orgasm, to
feel the power of his forceful strokes as he began to hunch her hand. She
wondered what it would feel like if he were inside her when he came. The way
his cock pulsated when he shot his cum she could actually feel the strength of
his climax as she held his cock while he was cumming! It throbbed and pulsated
with a force much stronger than she’d felt before, even her step-father’s.
The dog looked down and
then his long tongue carefully cleaned up the splattered dog cum from his belly
and his Mistress’s hand and arm. Some was also on her breasts and her
nipples popped to full erection as the dog’s hot, flexible tongue caressed
them.
Mabel had an almost painful
ache in her loins and her pet docilely allowed her to continue stroking his
penis. It was only minutes before he was again humping against and into
the girl’s hand, his imposing cock fully erect. It was awkward but she
knew what and how she wanted to try. One of the people who had e-mailed
her said that her own dog fucked her and that it was marvelous. Mabel
dragged her pet from the bed and on hands and knees, still holding his cock;
she made her way to the living room.
Pal didn’t know what was
going on, only that his Mistress’s hand was giving him wonderfully pleasant
sensations. He had trusted her before as only a dog can trust but now the
dependence was complete. A man would have been insane with need had the
girl dragged him by his cock to the chair and then sprawled on it, her legs
spread wide, her naked cunt dripping with the juices of her desire. The
dog was not affected by the visual stimulus but he didn’t need to be.
Like a four legged puppet
Pal let his Mistress guide him up on his hind legs, standing between her
widespread thighs, his forelegs straddling her waist. Mabel was
apprehensive. Her pet’s cock was not as thick as her Step-Dad’s but it
was longer and one of the letters to her had cautioned her about two things.
“Your dog has a real bone there, not a somewhat flexible boner like a man
has. Make sure you get him pointed in the right way or he’ll hurt
you.” The same writer had said, “Watch out for the knot. If he gets
that inside you may find it is too much of a good thing.”
The girl knew now what the
writer meant. She’d felt and seen the knot and even though her Step-Dad’s
stout cock had opened her pretty wide it wasn’t close to the tennis ball that
Pal had developed before he went off. As her dog sort of shuffled forward
on his hind feet and supported his heavy upper body with his forepaws on the chairback, she held the base of his tool and guided it to
the gaping slit of her pussy.
When the tip of his cock
was engulfed by the hot softness of his Mistress’s cuntmouth the docile pet was
suddenly no longer under the control of his wonderful benefactor. His
primal urge took over and he thrust forward, ramming almost seven inches of
rigid, bone-filled dog cock into his willing bitch. As his tool was surrounded
by the young woman’s hot, soft cunt Pal’s haunches began to hump rapidly and he
pushed hard trying to get his entire massive tool into his Mistress.
Mabel almost lost her breath from the fierce thrusting into the depths of
her steamy twat. She managed to retain her hold on the dog’s pistoning
prick and then she felt the swelling of its base.
The passionate pet pushed
as hard as he could, trying to get it all in before he came but his Mistress
kept him away until his knot was fully expanded. “Hungh. .Hungh.
.Hungh.” the girl grunted as she was fucked with a
depth and speed she’d never felt, the bulging bulb battering her cuntlips and
titillating her throbbing clit. The pent up lust that had been simmering
hotly inside her was released and her womb convulsed with the beginning of her
climax. She felt her dog’s rapidly pistoning tool pulse and her
lust-dimmed mind realized that he was cumming again. But he didn’t
stop. He kept on fucking her more slowly now, his paws scratchily clawing
the carpet as he pushed and pushed, trying to lock his knot inside. She
could feel the plunging prick pulsing and pulsing deep within her but he didn’t
stop. He kept on and on, minute after minute until her lust sodden mind
wondered if he’d ever stop. The huge knot battered her soft cuntlips,
spreading them and bumping her throbbing clitoris with rapid, pistoning
strokes. Pal’s saliva drooled over her naked tits as he emptied his dog
sperm into his Mistress, mindlessly doing what he had to do.
Mabel released her grip on
her pet’s cock and her hands grasped his muscular haunches. The feel of
the muscles tensing and rippling under his furry coat was peculiarly erotic as
she pulled him closer so that her cuntlips were spread by the big bulb.
His long, deeply buried tool continued to pulse within her sending thrill after
thrill shooting through her hungry loins.
She came. Her belly
convulsed in the throes of orgasm as the dog’s bulging protuberance banged
against her and his pulsing, jetting shaft reamed her inner passage.
Mabel’s legs jumped and jittered, her belly bulged and twittered and the heat
of her orgasm drained all energy from her but the dog didn’t stop. He shifted his weight back and
forth, his cock still held inside his mistress but sliding slightly in and out.
Mabel’s strong, flexible, vaginal muscles squeezed him, urging him, beginning
to ripple and pulse, her climax building all over
again. He rocked faster, whining as the pressure built up inside of him.
As
the dog clawed the carpet, pushing at his human bitch, the chair slid away and
he was suddenly hammering her again with jackhammer speed. A part of the
girl’s mind whirled in the novelty of his large penis pushing and pulling her
pussy and she wondered how long it would be before he tired. His seemingly
indefatigable cock brought her to another orgasm and yet another, his knot
battering the tender lips of her pussy until after what seemed to her to be
ages he pulled out of his mistress and Mabel collapsed, her arms and legs
wonderfully lethargic at the savage fucking she had just enjoyed
The thoroughly fucked
teenager remained sprawled openly on the chair as her dog’s tongue lapped over
her bruised pussy, licking off the watery gism that slowly seeped from her
flooded vagina. She moaned and, sated though she was, she thrilled to the
delicious sensations as her pet’s tongue probed inside her bruised, young twat.
God. She’d have to put a towel under them next time, Mabel mused as she rose shakily to her feet and saw
the dark, wet patch on the chair and the carpet below it. She was
exhausted but she knew she would want this again tomorrow.
The contented couple, dog
and Mistress, went to her bed and slept the sleep of total satiation.
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Mabel’s
Story
Chapter Seven
“Are you OK, Kitten? Do you mind living alone?”
“No Dad. It’s kind of
fun.” Mabel was lying naked beside her equally naked father after their
weekly sex session. She felt comfortably relaxed. It had been
almost a month now. A month of letting her pet screw her every second
day. The first few times she’d told herself she wouldn’t do it again but
she’d finally succumbed to the delightful pleasure of the dog’s extended
ploughing of her cuntal furrow. Why should she have to stop? She
loved it and there was no doubt that her pet did also.
Being fucked by her gentle
and considerate father was much different than the panting, slobbering assault
of her pet with his massive, high-speed tool. She didn’t have the same
exhausted feeling she got from Pal’s frantic fucking and she wasn’t sure which
she’d choose if she had to make a choice. Should she tell her Dad what
she was doing? No, she decided as she lolled languorously beside the
man. He was open-minded but maybe that would be too much for him to
understand.
That night, even though she
felt content and well fucked after her father’s skillful lovemaking, Mabel
decided it was time for something different. She had never let her pet
have her in the way that was most natural for him. She wasn’t sure
why. Maybe it was the memory of seeing a dog fucking another dog, seeing
the bitch being held down and dominated by the bigger male. Yet tonight
she had an overpowering urge to kneel down and let her loving pet mount her
from behind.
Mabel made her preparations
carefully, almost as if she was getting ready to seduce him. She placed
several towels on the carpet in the little living room and set up the portable,
full-length mirror that was normally beside her dresser so she could watch
herself being fucked this way. Then after taking off all her clothes she
lay down on the towel-covered carpet beside the mirror and called her pet to
join her.
Pal was a big, strong dog
but delightfully docile. At least he was docile each time Mabel began to
arouse him. By the time she had him ready to mount her she knew that his
docility would disappear in the fog of doggy libido. He was affectionate
and tonight as usual when they were both sprawled on the floor his hot, wet
tongue was busy. While she gently titillated the sheath that hid his
lovely dog cock he licked her face and her naked breasts. One night she’d
slathered some ice cream (which he loved) on her pussy but the roughness of his
tongue was unpleasant so, since then, she only offered her cunt to him after he
had fucked her. That was delightful because he would shove his long,
flexible appendage right up into her sloppy, cum-filled vagina and sometimes
even after her extended orgasms from his seemingly endless fucking of her cunt
she would cum again.
Pal lapped contentedly at
his wonderful Mistress’s smooth, warm flesh. He seemed to understand that
he was making her happy this way and he uttered little satisfied whines and
whimpers. Her gentle touch was rousing memories of pleasure and soon his
long doggy cock was completely out of its sheath and he was beginning to hump
in the warm enclosure of her hand.
This was going to be more
difficult than doing it on the chair Mabel knew but she wanted to find out what
doggy style would be like with a dog. Sometimes her father fucked her
that way and as long as he fingered her clit while he was doing it she really
enjoyed it. Of course she enjoyed it in every position.
The dog was getting
anxious. His doggy brain sensed that his Mistress was doing something
different as she knelt on the floor, her naked bottom raised. What was
she doing? He uttered a whimper of doggy frustration when her warm hand
released his throbbing tool. Then he sort of scrambled as she tugged at
him, bringing him around behind as she grabbed his forelegs.
As soon as she had her pet
behind her he seemed to get the idea. This was more natural for him
anyway but she quickly reached back between her legs to again grasp that
wonderful, long dog cock. She didn’t want him to ram that hard bone
anywhere but its (or her) intended target.
The dog sort of settled
down when the girl’s hand was again holding his throbbing tool but he was not
exactly docile any more. Mabel looked down between her legs as she guided
the pink shaft to her swollen cunt slit. It was weird, seeing the dog’s
hind legs as he stood behind her and the long projection jutting out from its
sheath. She directed the thick tip to the crevice that parted her
cuntlips, which she could see bulging out below the juncture of her wide spaced
thighs. As soon as the cock touched the hot softness of her cunt she lost
control of her pet.
This was the way to do
it. Millennia of canine knowledge and instinct took over and Pal buried
the full length of his cock in the kneeling girl with a sudden, fierce
thrust. Mabel’s breath left her in a hot outrush as she felt the thick, hard spear penetrate
her to a depth she had not previously known. She attempted to grasp the
plunging weapon but to no avail and the dog drove into her with jackhammer
rapidity.
As her loving and lusty pet
pounded against her ass and rapidly reamed her tingling vagina the
eighteen-year-old girl realized that this time Pal was not going to be
denied. He was ramming his cock all the way into her, all the way to its
base and she could feel his muscular loins stiffen and contract against the
backs of her thighs. Looking sideways she saw their image in the mirror,
the big, strong dog mounted over her nakedly spread ass, his tail wagging
excitedly as his haunches jolted her with his rapid thrusts.
Pal’s forelegs gripped his
Mistress around her waist, pulling him into her as he felt the heat blossoming
in his doggy loins. His tail stopped wagging and sharp yips sounded from him
and Mabel couldn’t hold the hard, rapidly thrusting dog cock. His claws
scratched at the carpet, seeking a toehold and he buried his majestic fuckpole
completely inside his Mistress’s hot cunt. For the young dog it was
undoubtedly a wonderful experience. He was for the first time enclosed
completely, the way it ought to be.
Mabel too felt something
for the first time. She felt the knot swell and expand inside the mouth
of her cunt. She felt the distending, stretching sensations as her pet’s
knot inflated inside her. It was a blend of pain and exquisite pleasure
as the bulging cock-ball frictioned the nerve-ends of
her portal, touching places that her Dad’s cock had never exposed. She
felt full, impossibly full.
Pal’s tail hung down now
and her lust-dimmed eyes saw the reflection in the mirror of his muscular legs
straining to get his cock in deeper even though it was already in her all the
way.
The girl reached back to
where her puppy’s tail was hanging stiff and motionless and then his rump flattened
and he went suddenly still. At least his outer body became still.
The part of his body that was inside her, welded to her tightly clinging
cuntflesh, began to pulse as the pumping started. Pulse.
. Squirt. . Pulse. . Squirt. . Pulse.
. Squirt was happening inside her juicy channel.
Oh God! She was
cumming! Mabel’s gasps and moans blended with her pet’s short, sharp
cries and she pulled at his haunches, the feel of his bristly hair covering
adding to the sensuality of the moment.
Weakened by her dog’s
virile assault and the gut-wrenching convulsions that engulfed her lower body,
Mabel lowered her shoulders and rested her cheek on the carpet. As his
Mistress moved slightly away from him it was as if the dog thought she was
trying to escape. His forelegs gripped her tighter and he began to thrust
like the piston of a runaway train. Tied to her as he was his thrusts
were short, his withdrawal constrained by the knot that locked him inside her
and the resultant tugging and drawing of her sensitive cuntflesh added to the
blissful sensations the dog-fucked girl was experiencing.
Mabel’s only world now was
the blood rushing in her ears, her body swaying underneath her pet’s frantic,
short and then it all exploded in a powerful orgasm as Pal’s hot seed boiled
into her. Her legs wobbled under his weight and she moaned as the pleasure
filled her, feeling her arms and legs quivering as another orgasm began to
build. His hot tongue was lapping the back of her neck as again his outer body
became still but the cunt-filling dog cock continued to pump and spurt.
Mabel’s strong, flexible, vaginal muscles squeezed him, urging him, beginning
to ripple and pulse, her climax building all over
again. He rocked faster, whining as the pressure built up inside of him. A part
of the girl’s mind whirled in the novelty of his large penis pushing and
pulling her pussy and she pushed back at him.
The teenaged girl passed
out for a moment but as she regained consciousness, she was aware of the
continuing movement of her pet’s deeply buried penis as it pulsed and pumped
his hot gism into the flooded depths of her body. Looking again at the
image in the mirror she got a perverse thrill. She was his bitch.
And he was satisfying her, as she’d never been satisfied before. His
haunches weren’t moving now but it didn’t matter. That wonderful, big
cock-ball was filling her, stretching her, still pulsing within her. It
went on and on.
Her father was good but
he’d never been able to keep her filled, fucked the way Pal was doing. And never for so long. His hairy chest pressed heavily
on her lower back, moving with his laboured breathing while his deeply buried,
big dog cock kept titillating her sensitive inner flesh and she savoured the
lewd ecstasy of every minute.
Mabel
finally collapsed on her stomach, her arms and legs wonderfully lethargic at
the savage fucking she had just enjoyed and, as his knot deflated, Pal withdrew
from his Mistress’s delightful passage.
Feeling bloated from the
volume of doggy cum that Pal had pumped into her the girl uttered a sigh of
satiation and rolled over on her back. The white, watery gism gushed from
her still distended cuntlips and her pet whined contentedly as his long tongue
began the cleanup. Mabel thought that she was totally finished but as her
pet’s flexible oral appendage snaked into her cunt, probing and licking the
sensitive inner walls her cuntmouth the convulsions started again. In
moments she was holding his head as she arched up to the titillating delight of
his intimately caressing tongue.
OhmyGod.
It was starting again. The hot tingles became waves and she writhed
nakedly on the floor. Pal’s tool had shrunk almost completely back into
its sheath but as her dog’s tongue continued its intimate exploration of her knot-stretched
portal she wondered if he could do it again. Or if she
could take it again. And then the telephone rang.
“Hi Kitten. Did I
wake you?”
“No Daddy, but I was just
ready to go to bed.”
“Uh…Your Mom had to go away
tonight and…like…I wondered if I could come over for a while?”
“Sure Daddy…but I’m kind of
tired?” And she was tired but her bruised, thoroughly fucked pussy was
tingling from the teasing of pal’s tongue. Would her father be able to
tell the difference? She got shakily to her feet and as she stood a
trickle of puppy juice flowed out of her cunt. Her dog was lying there,
as sated as she and she pulled him to his feet, drawing him close. He got
the idea and in a moment his tongue was again digging into her sodden slot as
he cleaned out his juice.
It was only a few minutes
until the doorbell rang, a few minutes that Mabel spent standing with her legs
apart while her pet’s tongue aroused her. Still completely naked she
answered the door.
“I need a shower,
Daddy. Are you going to have one too?”
It wasn’t the first time
they’d showered together and one of her gifts from him when she moved into her
own place was a pulsating shower head like the one at her former home.
Mike applied the jet to his step-daughter’s pussy while he kissed her soft
lips, enjoying the hot gusts of her breath into his mouth as he teased her
sensitive pussy.
Perhaps it was the novelty
or maybe it was just that the eighteen-year-old girl had a highly developed
libido or maybe it was both. Whatever the reason, Mabel did not feel like
she’d been almost fucked to death today even though she’d had an extended
session with her father and then a marathon screw with her dog. But she
wanted more.
“Oh
Daddy! You’re so
hard!” After two shower-nozzle produced orgasms she grasped her father’s
rigid tool as they got out of the shower.
“Hope it stays hard for
you, Honey,” Mike murmured and, without drying off, he led the compliant teen
to her bed. “I want you on top, Kitten. So you can do the work and
I can look at your beautiful body.”
Mabel mounted her father
and, as she took his thick cock into her knot-bruised portal she was surprised
at how good it felt. The inner walls were engorged from the recent
titillation of the shower nozzle but also maybe sensitized by the extended
internal massage of her pet’s cunt-stretching cock-knot. Whatever the
reason it not only felt big to her but she felt tighter than usual to the man.
“You’re good, Kitten.
You’re a wonderful…lover,” and he stammered a bit, not quite saying ‘a
wonderful fuck’. She might not appreciate that even though she definitely
was a wonderful fuck. “You’re going to make some man very happy,
Honey…like you’ve made me happy.”
The girl raised and lowered
her hips and Mike was surprised by the sloppy wetness of her cuntal
enclosure. It was as if she was still flooded by the semen he’d pumped
into her several hours ago. But he liked it. The slushy sounds that
emanated from her hot vaginal sheath added to the sensuality of their coupling
and he began to hump up at her.
As she rode her father
Mabel’s excitement grew and then suddenly Pal joined them on the bed.
Mike looked at her quizzically when the big dog began to lick her naked body,
wondering when or of she’d push him away.
“Does he do that often,
Mabel?” Mike asked as the dog’s long tongue lapped at his step-daughter’s
outthrust nipples.
“Uh…unnh…Yeah…Unnh…Quite a bit.”
“Do you like it? Does
it feel good?”
Mabel was getting close to
climax, riding her father’s hard, thick tool with increasing tempo and, in the
heat of the moment, she blurted out, “He fucks me, Daddy. He fucks me.”
“What?” Mike didn’t
believe her but the idea was so salacious that a surge of heat shot through his
loins and he grabbed his step-daughter’s hips, pulling her down hard and
getting the last inch of his cock up into her. “You’re kidding me aren’t
you?”
“Nunngh…No Daddy…I like it.”
The man’s tool
softened. My God. What had he done?
Was it his fault that his wonderful step-daughter had done such an obscene act?
“But? But Honey? It can’t do much for you, can
it? I mean…Is it big enough? Mike, like many humans, had never seen
a dog’s erect organ. All he had seen was the sheath and the thought of
that hairy projection inside where his own softening cock now was
disgusting. He pushed her away and she sprawled on the bed beside him.
“Oh
Daddy. Don’t you know?
He’s big…bigger than…”and she caught herself before she added ‘you’. “Longer than you Daddy but not as good.”
The man watched in shock as
his step-daughter’s pet pushed his head between her open thighs and his long tongue began to stroke and probe the girl’s soft, fat
pussy. And then he saw it. My God! The creature was truly
well hung he thought with dismay at the sight of the long, pink tool that was
swaying in obscene readiness from below the dog’s hind quarters.
“Daddy…Please…Will you
watch me?” Mabel had to show him. It was important to her that her father know how good, how natural it was for her to do it
with her wonderful pet. “It’s not like with you, Daddy. It doesn’t
make me want you less…but…Please?”
Dazed by what he’d just
been told but incited by the idea of his lovely step-daughter having sex with
this huge, hairy beast, Mike sat up on the edge of the bed.
Without waiting for an
answer, Mabel slid off the bed and knelt in front of her father, holding
herself up with her hands on his knees. Even though he’d only done it
once thus way the big dog understood. Somewhat awkwardly he moved behind
his mistress and mounted her naked hips.
Mike couldn’t see exactly
what was happening but his step-daughter’s hand reached down under her belly
and he surmised correctly that she was guiding that impressive animal organ to
the receptacle that, minutes earlier, had enclosed his own maleness. He
saw her eyes widen and her pretty mouth gape as the dog began with frantic
movements to hump against the girl’s naked ass.
“Mmmph…Unngh,” Mabel
grunted as her pet rammed his doggy cock home into her hungry slot. It
was not much more than an hour since he’d fucked her but it made no
difference. She felt his huge penis slide easily into her, spreading her
pussy lips and within several strokes his knot was swelling and banging against
the entrance. Pal stepped up his efforts, pulled out all the stops and
slammed his knot mightily against her vulva forcing itself almost inside
several times before full entrance was gained. She was being stretched to
her limits for the second time and the knot was inside.
The expression on his
step-daughter’s face was one of total sensuality. Mike had seen a similar
expression many times but only when it was his own cock that was plumbing her
steamy interior. Her jaw hung loosely and she panted and gasped as the
dog hammered her bare ass. Mike felt an unwilled heat in his loins and
his cock swelled and hardened at the licentious display.
Mabel was cumming
already. Wave after wave of convulsive muscle contraction shattered her
consciousness as her pet’s huge tool ploughed her cuntal furrow and she gripped
her father’s knees tightly. Through her passion bright eyes she looked up
at the man she loved more than anyone in the world. His handsome face was
taut and she could see the muscles in his jaw clenching and unclenching, the look
he had when he was fucking her.
The girl’s gaze shifted
lower and she saw his cock, not filled out to its full girth but upright and
making little jumps. Oh yes! He was turned on! He was aroused
from watching her being fucked by her dog! Her father wasn’t mad at her.
The slack-jawed teenager
inched forward and brought on a frantic flurry of thrusts from the dog who
thought his bitch was trying to escape. Escape was impossible now anyway
even had the girl wanted to for her pet was tied to her, tied deep inside her
by the cunt-stretching knot at the base of his huge cock. Her head dipped
down and her mouth engulfed her father’s swelling tool, her tongue forming a
hotly pebbled trough that slid excitingly under the sensitive tip.
Mike moaned with libidinous
pleasure as his step-daughter’s soft lips wrapped snugly around his awakening
staff and then her hand was there too, hefting his heavy balls, fondling them
none too gently as the succession of mini-orgasms wracked her loins.
Mabel felt the man’s cock become steel hard in her mouth and she applied
suction with a skill she’d developed during the years she’d been making love to
her parent.
Pal seemed to gain something too when his
mistress’s mouth enclosed her father’s cock and he fucked harder. Each
rapid hump jarred Mabel's body, her teeth biting lightly on the mouth filling cockmeat with the impact. It was all she could do to
maintain her balance on all fours while her dog serviced her. The pointed
tip of his prick pushed into her cervix and the girl felt a greater climax
begin to grow. The knot inside her grew also as Pal’s climax
arrived. For a moment his frantic motions stopped, and with a whine, he
began to release his seed into the girl's womb, each spurt of warm semen
coinciding with Ellen's orgasmic spasms.
The man was also in a state of total
arousal. The grunts and gasps that sounded from his step-daughter’s
cock filled mouth and the writhing and wriggling of her cock filled lower
region made it clearly evident that she was cumming. Had he been less
aroused himself Mike might have felt jealous that the dog was giving the girl
such an intense climax but her ongoing oral assault on his throbbing prick was
so delightful that nothing else mattered.
The dog was still now, his haunches making an
occasional jerk although the portion of him that was still inside his teenaged
mistress continued to pulse spasmodically and pump a seemingly endless supply
of puppy juice into her flooded interior. And what went in stayed in for
her cuntmouth was hugely plugged by the tennis ball sized knot at the base of
his buried cock.
The girl, although still thrilling to the feel of her
dog’s indefatigable fucktool was in command of her senses enough to try to give
her father a similar delight. She made small nipping caresses with her
teeth down the entire length of his cock, then she
encircled it with her mouth again, gliding her lips over the rounded head, then
moving her face up and down as she sucked it like a lollipop.
Mike closed his watched the lewd scene, his
gaze shifting back and forth between the sight of the big dog mounted over his
step-daughter’s naked hips and the erotic view of her soft, full lips sliding
up an down over his throbbing cock. The dog suddenly got another message
and he thrust briefly and rapidly into his mistress’s hotly clasping
channel. When he did Mabel felt the deep penetration and she sucked her
father’s cock more strongly.
Mike’s penis had swollen into a stiff shaft
of sex-aroused gristle and each time the girl’s trough like tongue passed under
it the whole organ jerked. Suddenly his entire body stiffened and his
step-daughter heard him dragging in his breath as his pelvis jerked up and she
felt the thick shaft expand in her mouth. For a second it was very still
and then it erupted, sending hot spurts cascading into her wildly sucking maw,
hitting the back of her throat and almost scalding it. She gagged as she
swallowed frantically, her hand tugging at his heavy balls as if that would
help drain his lust cream into her mouth.
She got a
lot of it down, but her father could feel some bubble out of her mouth
and run down over her chin to his balls. Even though he had emptied his
semen into her earlier today the salaciousness of tonight’s episode seemed to
have replenished his supply. With a contented moan he fell back on the
bed but the girl remained attached, mouth to cock, sucking and pumping as the
spasms lessened and gradually the cock began to shrink.
“Are you mad at me now,
Daddy? Did I make up for letting Pal do me?”
“My God,
Mabel! What can I say?
I feel like I’ll be out for a week.”
Pal was still coupled, his
head resting on the girl’s back, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as his
saliva dribbled down over her. With a soft whimper he finally pulled out
and went to work on her pussy with his tongue.
There was no more sex that
night or even next morning. Mike wasn’t sure that he liked the idea of
his step-daughter being fucked by a dog but there was no doubt that she enjoyed
it so, permissive parent that he was, he said nothing. Actually the
thought of the sexy teen sucking him again while the dog was fucking her was,
by the next afternoon, turning him on again.
When Mabel arrived at
school next day after missing her first two classes she looked at her fellow
students with a feeling of superiority. She knew what they didn’t.
She’d had what none of her classmates had experienced. And she wasn’t
about to share her experience with any of them. Maybe?
As she looked at Debby, the snooty, big-breasted class leader she tried to
imagine watching the plump girl on her knees with Pal mounted behind. But
she put those thoughts out of her mind, for the moment anyway. It would,
in fact, be several years before she would do more than think about such things.
CONCLUSION
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Author’s Note: This has been Mabel’s story or at least as much of it
as she chose to share with me. She says that Pal fucks her two or three
times a week and she still enjoys regular family fucks with her loving
Daddy. Sensual creature that she is, I suspect that she has had other
noteworthy experiences although not necessarily of the type I implied when I
wrote of her watching the snooty class leader being mounted by Pal.