VIRGIN SLUT
(exhib, Mf, 1st, oral, anal, MMF, cheat, cons)While her mother was out having the time of her life, Mindy too was having a good time, a really good time...
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"Haven't you been wearing that all day?" Wanda Miles asked her daughter when she saw that she was wearing her pink jogging suit again.
"I'm just babysitting, Mom. It's fine. It's clean."
"Aren't you hot in that thing?"
"No, Mama. It's fine. Really. Besides if I get hot I can take the jacket off." Mindy lowered the zipper of the nylon jacket partway and showed her mother the top of her cutoff halter top. "See? I have a shirt on under it."
Wanda Miles regarded her daughter. How could she complain about her outfit? With the pink rhinestone studded flip flops it was cute and it was very modest. "Didn't you get hot while skating?"
"I had shorts and t-shirt on underneath. I wasn't wearing this all day."
Her mother was about to ask Mindy about the shorts, but decided not to, as it was time to drop her off at the Jackson's and when she did, she'd be free to dress and go out on the town. Ten minutes later Wanda watched and waited until after her daughter had entered the Jackson home.
"What's this?" Mr. Jackson asked with a feigned frown as he tugged at the bottoms of Mindy's jogging suit.
"My mother wouldn't let me out of the house wearing what you wanted me to wear, so... I'm wearing it underneath."
"Then why don't you get comfortable? Dora is with Timmy and uh..."
Jackson watched as the girl unzipped her jacket and discarded it on the sofa, the short cropped top and expanse of bare belly skin tantalizing to the older man. Unconsciously he licked his lips as she shimmied out of the pink nylon pants, revealing the scandalously cut shorts, causing him to reflexively flare his nostrils and causing the pupils of his eyes to dilate. "That's better. Much better, Mindy."
'He's not very subtle,' she thought as his eyes unabashedly roamed up and down her body.
"Turn around, please." Mindy complied with the request.
Jackson suddenly dug into a pocket and extracted a folded bill, the denomination carefully concealed. "C'mere, sweetie. I have something for you," he said with a mischievous smile as he held the money up for her to see. Mindy, with an equally mischievous smile approached to collect her tip for wearing and modeling the revealing outfit for him.
"Now turn around."
Reaching around from behind, he'd did what he'd done the other night, slipping the folded money into the slit of her pocketless pocket, pushing his hand deep into her shorts until she felt the tips of his fingers in her pubic hair. "No panties tonight?"
"Uh, my thong was kind of dirty and I, uh, didn't have another one," she explained feeling very much like a slut for being so bold and allowing him to be so bold.
"That's okay, you don't have to wear a thong for me," he whispered in her ear as his fingers played in her curly hair, "Unless that's all you're wearing. Hmmm, you deserve another tip for being so thoughtful."
His hand slid out of her shorts, rose up her bare tummy and up and under her short top to her bare tit as he hugged her into him. "Yes, you deserve a very big tip tonight," he whispered in her ear as he felt her up for just a moment.
To Mindy's surprise and disappointment he removed his hand from under her lose hanging halter top. 'He's going to shove more money down my shorts,' she thought, but that's not what happened. Instead he turned her around to face him with a stern and serious look on his face and any hint of naughty playfulness was gone.
"Before we do that," he said, "I have a very serious matter to discuss with you.
"The other day, Dora came to me and she was very upset. Seems she was giving Timmy his bath and he stuck his dick in her face. Do you have any idea why he might do something like that to his mother?"
Mindy felt sick to her stomach as fear gripped her. "No."
"Well, I do," the man said. "I had a little talk with Timmy and he told me some very interesting things. Things that were frankly hard to believe. Tell me Mindy, what do you think he told me?"
"I...I... don't know," she said with a trembling voice.
"Okay, then let me ask you this. Do you have any idea what I do for a living?"
Mindy tried to think, but the panic was setting in. "No."
"I own and run a company. A very successful company. I personally test every product that we sell and install. Do you know what we sell?"
"No," she squeaked unsure where this was all going, but also certain it wasn't going anywhere pleasant.
"Surveillance equipment. You know, hidden cameras, microphones, spy gear, that sort of thing. It is absolutely amazing what they've done with cameras over the past few years. They are so small that you could be looking right at them and never suspect what they are. And the clarity and resolution is nothing short of marvelous. To test our latest line, I did a full work up of this house just to see how well it all worked as a fully integrated system, and let me tell you, it works phenomenally well. Everything that happens in this house is recorded and stored on an offsite server... Everything."
Mindy knew that she was in big, big trouble and she felt like she was going to throw up.
"So, I checked what has been going on when Dora and I are away. Do you know what I saw?...
"Oh, now don't start crying!" Mindy fought back the tears as best she could.
"I'll tell you what I saw. I saw you in the bath with Timmy and you were sucking his dick. I saw you sticking your finger up his asshole. I saw you letting him suck your titties like he was nursing his mother, except you had your fingers in your cunt getting off."
"Oh, gawd! Please!" she sobbed. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't tell anyone.! Please. I won't do it again. I promise."
"Yes, you will."
"No! I won't... I won't! I promise I won't," she shrieked.
"Get a hold of yourself, girl. Damn, I hate crying girls... Stop the god damned blubbering, will you!?" It took a few minutes for Mindy to regain her composure to where she was just sniffling.
"As I was saying, you'll do it again."
"I won't. I won't. Believe me, I won't. I promise. Please, Mr. Jackson. I..."
"Shut up and listen, will you?"
"I don't want to go to jail!" she wailed.
"Jesus fuck! Shut up and listen!...
"That's better.
"Now Dora doesn't know anything about all this. She doesn't know the extent of the cameras in this house; she just thinks I have a few here and there for burglars and such. Now a simple fact of life is that boys, no matter how old they are or how young they are, boys love it when someone is playing with their dick, especially if it's a pretty girl playing with their dick. I know that from personal experience. I love pretty girls playing with my dick, always have and always will." Mandy managed a weak smile at this claim.
"Like I said, I had a talk with Timmy. I told him that little boys aren't supposed to stick their dicks in their mother's face thinking that she'd blow them. Mommies don't do that. Babysitters do that, or at least some of them do. I told him he was not to stick his dick in his mother's face again, but that you would gladly suck his dick and play with his dick whenever you were alone with him." Mindy wasn't sure she heard Mr. Jackson right.
"Now as far as fingering his ass, boys like that too, but you keep it to your fingers or your tongue. If I ever see you stick one of Dora's dildos up his butt, you will answer to the police. Do I make myself clear?"
"I... I guess."
"Yes, you do understand. Even total sluts like you understand that there are limits. You know, I've seen some raunchy videos, but what I saw you doing takes the cake."
Jackson laughed, "He's a lucky boy to have a pretty and horny slut for his babysitter!"
She didn't understand him, but Mindy felt relieved that Mr. Jackson seemed to be okay with what she'd done. Actually it was a huge relief to the teen girl that he apparently wasn't really angry with her nor was he going to get her in trouble.
Jackson stepped up to the teenage girl and lifted her top. Mindy thought that he just wanted to see her tits, but he did more than just lift it to expose her, he pulled it over her head and removed it completely.
"Mr. Jackson," she whispered. "What are you doing?"
"I'm stripping you," he replied as he went for the lone button that secured her cutoff shorts. "I'm going to strip you naked and have sex with you. In plain English, I'm going to fuck you."
"But your wife?"
"What about her? She took Timmy to stay with her mother. She won't be back until late tomorrow. That's why I asked you to spend the night. Cupcake, I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk. And when my cock isn't in your pussy, it will be in your mouth getting me hard to fuck you again."
Mindy remembered Dr. Tubbs warning about not fucking until after her period and after her birth control pills had taken effect. She'd been thinking about that all day and reminding herself not to let Mark fuck her and knock her up.
"But I'm a virgin!" she blurted as Jackson pulled her shorts down around her knees.
Jackson froze and looked up at her. "Say that again."
"I'm a virgin and my doctor told me to wait until my birth control took effect."
"You mean every boy at school hasn't been between your legs?"
"No!"
"Not even your boyfriend?"
"No..."
Jackson began to laugh as he finished peeling her shorts down to her ankles. Standing he observed, "If that doesn't beat all! Imagine, a virgin slut!" Chuckling, he shook his head in amazement. "A virgin slut! Now if that isn't an oxymoron! No, what you are is a slut virgin. And let me tell you, honey, your time as a virgin is about over. Virgin or not, I'm going to fuck the hell out you."
"But I'll get pregnant!"
"Oh, is that what you're worried about?" he said while unbuttoning his shirt. "Relax sweetheart. I could fuck you six times a day for year and you wouldn't get pregnant; at least not pregnant by me."
"How come?"
"I won't go into the details, but after Timmy was born I had a vasectomy. I only shoot blanks." Jackson dropped his pants and then shucked his shorts.
Mindy was speechless at what she saw. Dr. Tubbs, Mr. Wilkes and Mr. Tremble, they were all big, or at least bigger than Mark, especially Mr. Wilkes, but Mr. Jackson... She never imagined that men got that big!
"I know you like sucking dicks. So suck this one. Suck it and make me hard and then I'll stretch that tight virgin pussy of yours to fit it."
As intimidating as his size was, his cock also fascinated her. It was so big, so beautiful. It seemingly hung halfway to his knees and looked to be as big around as her wrist, maybe even thicker. And unlike Mark, he was circumcised and his exposed ruddy-brown cock crown was huge, but beautifully proportioned as if it was sculpted by Michelangelo. And he was shaved... not a hair on his pubis or on his huge nut sack. She glanced back up his torso and saw that he was magnificently built, with huge well defined muscles wherever she looked. He was as sexy as any buff male model she'd ever seen, yet he was older.
He turned and walked over to the sofa giving her a good look at his flexing muscular buns and his rippled back. Then he sat, sprawled out, leaning back with his muscular arms about the backrest, his feet spread wide waiting for the nascent young slut to begin servicing him. After allowing her a good look at the equipment he sported, Jackson held an outstretched hand towards the virgin teen.
Drawn like a moth to a light, Mindy felt an irresistible urge to go the man who promised to ravish her, her feet propelling her across the room on their own accord. She placed her hand in his and was drawn into his lap, reclining against him in a skin to skin embrace. John J. turned her head towards him by the chin. Lightly his lips met hers. She felt his tongue slowly trace the outline of her lips just as his hand cupped her naked breast. Mindy melted into him, surrendering herself and her body to the powerfully built man more than twice her age. As their tongues dueled and he caressed her naked breasts, Mindy could feel the impressive organ nestled into her ass crack begin swell and grow.
With her faithless cheating husband off on another planned prowl and her daughter safely at the Jackson's until tomorrow, Wanda Miles rushed home to dress for her night on the town. She was long past caring about her husband's adultery, nor did he care if she slept with another man. The marriage had been a mistake from the very beginning, a fact they both acknowledged and for which both took their share of responsibility.
Ed was the cute college boy who rented the garage apartment behind her parent's home. She was the young na�ve teenager who flirted with him constantly whenever her parents weren't around and they were seldom around. Her father traveled nearly every week and her mother worked most evenings until 9:30 PM at a department store. She had lots of free time and not much to do.
Ed let the bored fourteen year old hang out in his lair; after all she was cute, very cute and very gregarious. It amused him that she tried to act so mature when in fact she was as na�ve as they came. He never forced her do anything. It was up to her whether she wanted to try some pot. After that, it was up to her to her to say 'no'... she didn't and Ed gladly fucked her... fucked her every evening before her mama got home. Fucked her until she was pregnant.
When Wanda's dad learned that she was with child, it didn't take long for him to learn who the father was. He wasted no time in confronting the young man who had impregnated his very young daughter. "You say that she wanted it and provoked you. Frankly, I don't give a damn if she came to you naked with a sign around her neck saying "Take me. I'm yours." Fact is she's fourteen and you're twenty one. That's makes it rape in this state. Now from where I stand, you have only one of two choices, you can continue to bed her as your wife or you can become the girlfriend of some vicious dude in state prison." Ed naturally chose to continue bedding the girl as his wife.
There was of course a problem and not just a financial one. Outside of fucking, he and Wanda had little in common. She was a child and he was a man ready to make a mark for himself in the business world. Still he took his obligations to his wife and child seriously, dropped out of college and joined the Army to financially provide for them. Outside of that, he had other fish to fry.
By the time she was seventeen, Wanda realized that she and Ed shared little more than a bed and that was quickly becoming less frequent. She suspected that he was cheating on her and when she confronted him, he just laughed and dared her to do anything about it, citing a certain document she'd signed just after Mindy was born, a document that purportedly laid out what she was entitled to if they were divorced... absolutely nothing, not that they really had anything at that point. In retaliation, she had a few flings during Ed's Army years, one night stands with various soldiers, but nothing lasting and for Wanda, nothing very satisfying.
It wasn't until years later, long after she was used to his whoring that she learned that the document had no legal standing. Still, even in a community property state where men who took advantage of their wives were severely frowned upon, a divorce would have been disastrous, for her and for her daughter, so Wanda accepted it and made no waves. That is until tonight...
Tonight she would make good on her promise to Ed before he left on his "fishing trip". She was going out, find a man and get laid.
Ed told her, "Fine. I won't stop you, Wanda. It's about time you went out and had some fun. That way you'll quit your bitching and badgering." Then he dug around in his overnight bag and threw a handful of condoms on the table. "Here, use them. I have plenty."
Whatever illusions Wanda had regarding her husband's true feeling were laid bare to the plain truth, he really didn't give a damn. Once he'd left on his "fishing trip" her hurt turned to anger and in turn, her anger turned into determination. No matter what, she wouldn't chicken out. Tonight she going to screw some guy, screw her brains out.
As Mindy rubbed her fine taut ass on the engorged organ pressing into her, she realized the immense size of the thing. How would anything like that fit inside her? She decided to make a gambit based partially on that fact and partially on the fact that she had envisioned Mark as being the first to have her pussy.
"I know you're going to do me," she mumbled between lip crunches. "It's not that I'm scared, it's just that I was sort of saving myself... for my boyfriend, that is. I promised him that he would be my first."
"Don't make promises you can't keep," was Jackson's brief reply.
"I've done it in the butt before. Maybe you could..."
"I'd be glad to fuck your ass, sweetheart. In fact I will, after I've taken your virgin pussy. That is, if you really are a virgin."
"I am. I promise I am."
"Then let's get down to it," he replied.
Jackson rose, scooping her up into his arms with little or no effort on his part, carrying her cradled in his arms to his bedroom. He deposited her on the large mirrored canopy bed with her ass carefully placed on a wedge of foam rubber, so that her pussy was raised six inches off the bed. Looking up into the headboard mirror, she could see herself and see Jackson kneeling between her knees. She watched indirectly as he took her foot and began kissing it, sucking her toes and laving the metatarsals of her left foot with his tongue. As good and as sexy as that felt, her excitement grew as she watched him begin kissing up her calves and then the insides of her thighs, getting ever closer to the pussy that she was now willing to give to him.
A groan of salacious delight filled the bedroom as his tongue made the first pass up the trench of her virgin cunt, lapping up the sweet nectar being secreted by her virgin sex. This was the only chance he'd have of orally feasting on her virgin pussy and to Jackson, the taste of her virgin cunt was heavenly. His tongue explored every nook and cranny of her cunt while he sought to scour out as much of her tasty juices as possible before ravishing her pristine cunt. Once he penetrated her pussy, she would no longer be a virgin slut, as the virgin of that title would become forever obsolete.
It pleased him that her hips were moving as he ate her out and he marveled at how easily she became aroused. Now he concentrated on licking her clit and getting her off. It took him less time than he imagined before her thighs clamped around his head and she began to twist about on the foam wedge she was perched upon. Confident that she'd had a good orgasm, Jackson ceased his oral assault and extracted his head from the vise-like grip of her thighs.
Now he had a decision to make, 'Just how should I take her?' There was no right or wrong answer to that question he knew, but he wanted her to have the best experience possible with him this first time and thereby guarantee that it wouldn't be the last. He moved to lie beside her and then rolled her on top of him. Mindy, following her natural instincts, sat up right, perching herself above him aiming his large cock between her legs. She swiped it up and down her gash, lubricating the plum-sized knob.
"That's it, baby. Grease it up.
"You sure you haven't done this before?" he asked.
She didn't answer, but nestled the knob into the maw of her honey hole. He felt the pressure as she lowered herself onto his thick dick. The pressure increased until the head disappeared between her obscenely splayed open pussy lips. His focus shifted from his cock and her pussy to her face. She was grimacing, feeling the inside walls of her cunt slit being pushed aside as the thick cock forced a channel for itself inside her. It was obvious that she had never fucked before, or at least not fucked by a cock of this size.
He waited patiently for her to adjust to his thick girth. Finally he urged, "Push down, honey, a little at a time. Your little pussy will stretch to take me. My cock is a lot smaller than a baby and thankfully pussies handle them all the time... That's it, a little at time... Pause and become used to it and then take a little more." He thrilled to the hot, yielding elasticity of her cunt mouth as he entered the tight, moist, hot virgin portal of the fifteen year old girl.
She seemed to respond to his coaching, but with the entire head and about a half an inch of stalk inside her, she stalled out. John held her hips and jabbed up into her, just enough to seat another quarter of an inch of his big cock inside her pristine pussy. He jabbed another quarter inch into her and then waited for her to adjust. Bit by bit, Mindy gritted her teeth and struggled against the hands holding her, the fat cockhead relentlessly penetrating ever deeper into her young body.
Slowly and surely he managed to get as much dick into the panting teen girl's incredibly tight pussy as humanly possible. With his cock crown firmly pressed into her cervix, he still had several inches to go. As tight as the grip on his cock was, he was in hog heaven. It had been years since he fucked a girl this tight and except for when he was a teenager himself, it was a first for him to be fucking a chick this young.
With the discomfort of being so stretched, Mindy's head lolled around on her neck, her eyes tightly shut. Soon the discomfort began to ease, slowly replaced by a warm glow of pure pleasure. She looked down at the well hung man whose prodigious cock filled her freshly deflowered cunt to the bursting point and managed a smile.
That was all the signal John needed to proceed. He lifted her by the hips, sliding his cock out of her pussy until only the fat head remained. Mindy felt the emptiness and was about to plead with him when she got her wish as he lowered her onto his jutting sex spike. The contented smile said everything John Jackson needed to know. She was enjoying this and he knew that she'd soon be enjoying it even more. He bottomed out and paused a few moments before lifting her up again. Slowly and surely the real fucking of the virgin slut began. Soon she was powering herself up and down the great shaft of pleasure. Once she had established a steady rhythm, John knew it was time to take total charge. He rolled them both over so that he was now on top and in a traditional missionary position for a vigorous drilling.
With his brawny arms easily holding his weight off the young teen girl, he power fucked her with full long strokes, careful not to batter her cervix and cause any pain. As his cock sluiced in and out, her pussy lips were stretched tight around his stalk and were nearly translucent, if they could have been seen.
Dreamily, Mindy looked up into the overhead mirror and watched the naked muscular man pumping between her legs, legs that flailed about in the air as she was vigorously fucked. The assault on her clit was nothing like anything she'd experienced before, Jackson's thick cock rotated her clitty inward with each in stroke, rubbing the tip of the sensitive nub against his relentlessly moving thick shaft; on the outstroke it was rotated back, but because her pussy was so tight around his girth, the underside of her clit rubbed against the stalk. The stimulation was intense and she began to gasp and shake, the orgasmic wave building to the breaking point. She shrieked and then abruptly fell silent, unable to breathe, much less speak.
Jackson felt her body tense and then tremble as the powerful orgasm broke over the young teen. He felt her pussy futilely trying to contract, but her untrained vaginal muscles were not up to the task. He did, however, feel the increased slickness and felt the pussy juices coating his ball sack as it slapped against her upturned ass.
Mindy became delirious as the orgasmic highs flowed through her body in a continuous stream of wanton pleasure while her employer fucked her and fucked her and fucked her with the staying power of a very sexually experienced stud. But even a man such as John Jackson couldn't last forever. He recognized the tell tale signs of an imminent cum. It's not that he didn't want to cum, it was simply that he had masterful control and the fact that he wasn't ready to be finished with this girl just yet.
Suddenly Mindy's throbbing and contorted cunt was empty. She was powerless to speak or protest in any manner the removal of the source for her incredible pleasure. She felt herself being manhandled like a rag dog as John positioned her upon the wedge of foam once again, this time face down with her butt hiked into the air. The slobbering of his tongue over her pussy and asshole distracted her for a moment from the gnawing emptiness she felt.
John J. marveled at how her cunthole gapped open. Her pussy lips, now that they were no longer tautly stretched about his cock, were now fat, red and puffy, swelling rapidly as blood quickly filled them. The heat too was intense when his tongue made contact with her engorged flesh. He ate with gusto, licking whatever and everything available to him, clit, lips, soaked gash and puckered anus, keeping the ravished girl in an elevated state of arousal for the minute or so he needed to regain full control over his throbbing cock.
The emptiness she'd felt just moments before was relieved as his cock slid effortlessly back into her cunt, filling every cubic millimeter of available space in her cock socket. Once again the pace was fast as he pistoned his rod in and out with full strokes. Once again her labia were stretched tight around his impressive girth and once again her clit was directly and relentlessly massaged as he fucked her from behind. Only this time it was somehow different.
With practiced skill, John Jackson rode high on the girl's back as he fucked down into the girl's cunt. With each stroke his plumb-sized cockhead angled directly to bore into the fore wall of her cuntal channel and into the fleshy patch of her g-spot, further intensifying her stimulation. A wet smacking sound filled the room as his oversized cock sluiced in and out of her stretched orifice while the hard demanding tube of steel hard cock meat slid deeply and nearly effortlessly into her deflowered and pillaged young cunt.
The waves of Mindy's intense blissful pleasure quickly returned as the fucking continued. Nothing in her experience had prepared her for this. She'd cum before and had cum often, but not like this, not this endless sinusoidal wave of bliss punctuated with endless spikes of total mind numbering pleasure. It went on and on and on, seemingly never ending, not that she wanted it to ever end. Time no longer seemed to exist.
But a man cannot last forever and this time, before he rubbed the skin off his prick, his swinging testicles began to ache. Beginning in his groin he felt an overpowering urge that tightened his muscles. John J. decided it was time to unload into his young son's teenage babysitter. As his climax built to the point of no return, his eyesight seemed to dim. Then with flashing spots of lights before his eyes, an out-of-control rush exploded through him and the first thick glob of sterile semen erupted through his jerking cock, shooting deeply into Mindy Louise Miles' now despoiled snatch.
A primal cry of, "Aaaaggghhhh!" echoed throughout the house as John announced his consummate pleasure. "GGGgaaarrrrgggghhhhh!" he bellowed again as he continued to unloaded into the girl. "Arrrrrrgh!" he grunted as another pulse of thick ejaculate shot through his dick and into the girl. "Ungh, ugnh, ughn," he moaned as his prostate continued to spasm, sending bolt after bolt of spermless man-milk through his cock and into the newly deflowered girl. By the seventh pulse, the contractions had weakened to the point that merely audible grunts were all that he could muster, as his own orgasm began to wane into a series of rapidly dwindling, but pleasurable pulsations.
At last the pulsations ceased and John J. was nearly motionless, his chest heaving as he attempted to catch his breath. Mindy, in her own blissful state, wasn't at all aware of what had just happened, only that the unrelenting pounding into her cunt had ceased and with it the gratifying orgasmic waves began to diminish. Then she noticed a certain wetness unlike anything she'd felt before. Next it seemed that the love-sausage plugging her cunt wasn't as big as before. Indeed it was beginning to appreciably soften and shrink.
John J. was in no hurry to extract his spent cock. He was content to leave it deeply buried in the girl while he recovered from one of the best cums he'd had in months. But with her cunt still contracting, he was soon expelled, slithering out until there was an audible "plop" as it fell out completely, followed by a river of free flowing cum rushing from her still open cunt hole. Once expelled, he moved back to watch the lurid spectacle of his cream flowing from his son's babysitter's wreaked twat.
Mindy was dreamily glowing in the aftermath of a great fuck. Her first time would be memorable and not spoiled by memories of a hair-triggered boy who was finished almost before he began. She'd been fucked, really fucked and she loved it!
Her languorous reverie was jolted by a sharp slap to her ass. Then he had her surrounded in his powerful arms, snuggling up to whisper in her ear. "Have fun, baby?" he softly asked.
"Mmmmmmm, yes," she purred. "That was fantastic."
"We have all night and all tomorrow morning. I'm going to fuck you and fuck you again until you can't walk for a week."
"God, I think you've managed that already," she replied feeling the soreness setting in.
"Feeling a little sore? I'll massage that soreness out, with my cock."
"Mmmmm, okay."
"That a girl. Now we need to take a little break for my nuts to recharge. You hungry? I'm famished. How about a quick shower and then I'll order us some Chinese?"
Mindy was scooped up and carried giggling into master bath. Entering the large walk-in shower, John set her down and then turned a series of knobs. Hot water immediately shot into the shower from seemingly every direction. John adjusted the controls so as not to drown her and then proceeded to soap her up, paying particular attention between her legs and particular attention to her cute B-cup tits and her prominent nipples.
"Do you think my tits are too small?" she asked while being felt up.
She was smaller, much smaller than the women he was used to fondling, but John wisely knew that a tactful answer would be best. "You have nice tits, Mindy. Very nice. Timmy likes them too."
"But don't you wish they were larger?"
"Honey, you have beautiful tits. I love them."
"What if they were bigger?"
"They'd be bigger."
"Bigger and better?"
"Not better, just bigger." To emphasize his point he leaned down and sucked a fat nipple into his mouth.
Mindy caressed his head as he sucked tit. "God, that feels so good," she moaned. "I just love having my tits sucked."
'I figured as much,' John thought to himself. 'Timmy and I are two lucky guys.'
After a few minutes and giving each nipple some lip time, he stood upright and ordered her to "Bend over." It was not meant as a request, nor did Mindy think of it as a request and she immediately complied with the order. She felt him spreading her ass cheeks apart and then felt a soapy finger entering her anus. Rotating and humping her hips she let John know how much she enjoyed anal play. John was astounded how easily she took it when he switched from a single finger to two fingers. "You do like it up the butt. Don't you, honey?"
"You might be too big for me," she replied.
"It'll fit, baby. It'll fit."
To mixed feelings of relief and regret, she felt the two reaming fingers pull out of her ass. Looking back she saw John step across the shower to pick something up off a shelf filled with bottles of shampoo and body wash. She watched as he squirted and slathered on a silicon based, waterproof lube over his renewed hard-on.
Approaching her he instructed, "Hold on to the safety bar." he instructed. Still bent over at the waist, she adjusted her position and grasped the safety bar. Immediately she felt him rubbing the lube deep into her asshole. A moment later, something large was pressing between her cheeks. She knew very well what that something was and braced herself for the worst. With surprising ease the fat cockhead slid into her bowels with hardly any discomfort at all. What little discomfort she felt soon disappeared as John began to sodomize her.
"Diddle yourself. Rub your clit," he told her as he maintained a firm grip on her hips to steady her, pulling her into him as he thrust his cock forward into her ass.
She was a little unsure if she should release her grip on the safety bar, but with her hips firmly held by John, she released one hand and directed it between her legs. She knew just how to get herself off and with the big dick filling and moving inside her gut, she let herself drift off to the place she loved to be.
After five minutes of ass fucking with the hot water beating down upon them, Jackson pulled out and pulled her upright. "Baby, you're a natural; a natural born slut," he whispered while feeling her up. "You and me, we're gonna have a good time together. A very good time. You wanna have a good time with me?"
"I am having a good time with you, Mr. Jackson."
"Let's drop the Mr. Jackson crap unless my wife or your parents are around. Okay? Call me, John."
"Can I call you, Daddy?"
"You into that with your daddy? Does he fuck your sweet ass?"
"Heavens, no!" she laughed. "My dad hardly knows I exist."
"I bet he knows more than you think."
"No, he doesn't. He knows nothing about me and is too interested in his own life to take an interest in mine."
"Well, if what you say is true, he's a fool, Mindy. A real fool. You're really special. So, if you want to call me Daddy, I'm proud. I'll be your daddy. I'll be the daddy that fucks you and doesn't take 'no' for an answer.
"Now, come on, honey. I really need a break, but you're so irresistible." He kissed her and then shut off the water and led her to be dried off.
She watched as he squirted some solvent onto his hand to wash way the clinging and nearly impossible to remove silicon lube. The stuff was great for fucking in the water, but afterwards... At least the mild solvent did a fair job with not too much work and without irritating the skin of his cock.
When Wanda strolled unescorted into the Embers at about 9 PM, the heads of all the stags looking to score turned to watch her entry. Wanda felt the eyes and felt very self conscious. Did she look pretty? Did she look sexy? Did she look desirable? What if no one approached her with even a lame opener? What if no one asked her dance? What if? What if? Her manifest self doubts were put on hold for a moment when she spied her co-worker, Lacey, who had suggested this venue waving to her from a table. Wanda quickly moved to Lacey's table who she shared with a good looking man with a beard.
"Wanda!" the redheaded friend cried out happily. "I'm so glad you came!"
"I said I would."
"You've said that before too," her friend countered. "Wanda, this good looking hunk of man is Steve."
"How do you do," Wanda greeted.
Steve stood and pulled out a chair for her sit in. "Lacey said you were pretty, but she never mentioned you were gorgeous." Wanda blushed at the compliment. She never thought of herself as gorgeous and no man had ever said that to her before, so she automatically assumed it was just a line; a nice line though, as it did help relieve her of her misgivings about her appearance.
"Never mind him, Wanda. He's mine for the night. You have to find your own entertainment for the night."
Steve proved as affable as Lacey. Soon they had her relaxed and having a good time as the drinks flowed freely. Then came the moment of truth when Steve and Lacey hit the dance floor together leaving Wanda alone at the table. She wasn't alone for very long when two men approached and sat with her.
"Hi! Hope you don't mind, but we couldn't help but notice that you appear to be alone, or you were alone until we took it upon ourselves to introduce ourselves. I'm Thor and his is my good buddy, Carlson."
Wanda was taken aback momentarily by the brashness of the two handsome men, but she managed to reply, "I'm Wanda and yes, I am alone, or at least I was."
"Well, you're not alone now," said Carlson. "I haven't seen you here before."
"I've never been here before," Wanda answered.
"Having fun?"
"Sort of."
"Then would you like another drink or would you like to dance?" asked Carlson.
"I'd love to dance, but I'm afraid I'm way out of practice."
"Don't let that stop you. Shall we?"
"Hold on a moment!" protested Thor. "I saw her first."
Wanda was very flattered that two handsome men were actually squabbling over her. The gibes and barbs that were traded between the two men were friendly in tone and soon they had her howling in laughter. The matter was settled with a toss of a coin. Little did she realize that the toss settled more than just who danced with her first tonight.
Thor was first to take her on a spin around the dance floor. He was a good lead and was patient with her initial clumsiness, clumsiness that was as much a result of her drinks, as it was lack of practice over the past ten years plus. When they returned to the table, Lacey and Steve were there and Carlson had another drink waiting for her. After a short break, it was Carlson's turn. Whereas the music had been fairly lively during her set with Thor, now the music was more romantic and conducive to intimacy. Wanda melted into Carlson's strong arms and snuggled into him close.
She felt his hand slide down from the small of her back to rest on her ass. Her initial impulse was to remove his hand, but then she remembered why she was here. With no resistance to his opening move, Carlson hand soon began caressing her ass. Again he met with no resistance.
To Wanda's disappointment, Thor cut in and took charge. Almost immediately his hand was mauling her buttocks through her dress. Soon Wanda felt his hand slide lower and then come back up inside her dress. This time she took measures to stop the groping by grabbing his hand behind her back.
"Relax," he told her. "Relax and have fun. Look, isn't that your friend over there?"
Wanda looked and sure enough it was Lacey dancing with Steve, except that Steve had her dress up high and was exposing her thong clad butt to anyone who cared to look. Then she noticed that Steve wasn't the only male exposing his dance partner's derri�re. Up until this time she had been so concentrating on not getting her feet tangled that she really hadn't notice the risqu� play happening on the dance floor. She relaxed her grip on Thor's hand. It was a rush like no other she had before to feel her dress lifted, knowing her buns were being displayed to all who cared to look.
Carlson cut in and Wanda let him expose her within minutes of taking over. Now she noticed another thing... the hard cock grinding into her belly.
They had another short break for another drink before Thor took her back out to dance and to grope. Now things had progressed out on the dance floor with women having their breasts exposed by their partners. Then she was in for a shock. Lacey was dancing with Steve, but the only thing she was wearing was a thong and her high heels, her dress now casually draped over Steve's shoulder for safekeeping!
The drinks, however, had clouded her judgment even more than she realized and when Carlson took over from Thor, she found herself rubbing her bare tits into his equally bare chest while his tongue scoured the interior of her mouth. At the end of this dance, Wanda fixed the bodice of her dress as they returned to their table. Thor immediately announced that Lacey and Steve had retired to a motel and suggested that they do the same.
Next thing she knew, they were outside in the cool air, crossing the street from the Ember's to a motel located directly across the street. Thor walked up to the bullet-proof glass night counter and made the arrangements. Then the two men helped her up the stairs and into a generic room with a single king sized bed.
Within thirty minutes of calling in the order, the Chinese food was delivered. When the doorbell rang, Jackson had his sex-toy lying on the sofa with her head draped over a thickly padded arm rest. He pulled his cock from the girl's mouth, amazed that she was so good at deep throat. Slipping on his pants, he answered the door, paid the delivery guy and then announced, "Supper is served."
Mindy wasn't all that hungry, except for dick, but she joined him at the kitchen table for egg rolls, Moo Shu Pork, Da-Chien Chicken and pork fried rice. She had never tried the Moo Shu Pork or the Da-Chien Chicken before, but found them both to be very tasty.
With a full stomach to fuel the evening activities, Jackson led Mindy back into the den where he sat on the sofa sprawled out. "Suck my cock. Get me hard and then climb aboard for another ride on my cock, Mindy," he told her with a grin. Mindy knelt and began slobbering all over his flaccid dick, looking up at him with an eager smile.
Watching the teen slurping on his big cock, John was very pleased. "That's right, baby, suck it. Make it hard, sweetie. Yeah, a man's gotta love a girl who loves her work like you do." He was pleased to have found himself another total slut, like his wife Dora. She was mite young, but she was a genuine slut nonetheless. A young slut whose youthful reckless promiscuity could be groomed to greatness... an anything goes kind of slut. The kind of female he liked best.
With his impressive prong standing strong and ready for pussy, the young slut was pulled up into Jackson's lap. With the girl straddling him, Jackson bent forward to feast on B-cup tit. Mindy moaned approvingly, rubbing her excited pussy lips across the spongy bulbous head of the large male organ, drawing pre-cum from the great dick and mixing it with her own natural lube, greasing the cock for another penetration deep into her young teen body.
Jackson let a tormented teat slip from his mouth long enough to command, "Put it in, slut," before attacking her other nipple. Mindy nested the cockhead between her still swollen lips, spreading them apart until he was seated in the maw of her cunt hole. Slowly she lowered herself, savoring the incredible feeling of his hefty cock sliding up inside her stretched and accommodating love tunnel, feeling no pain, only the pleasure of a large cock filling and moving inside her. On her own volition, she began to move, not up and down, but in a sensuous back and forth motion of her hips.
"That's it baby, fuck my dick," she heard briefly while Jackson switched tits.
"Hmmmm, this is so good, Daddy. So good. I just love fucking."
John J. suddenly released her tit from his voraciously sucking lips and abruptly stood, effortlessly holding the young teen babysitter impaled on his spike. With deliberation, he lifted her by the ass and then lowered her on his cock until she bottomed out. Again and again, he fucked her on his dick, pressing into, but careful not to pound into her cervix. With each stroke, her tightly stretched cunt was pushed and pulled, dragging her stiff clit against the mighty prong plundering her. Mindy buried her head in the crook of his neck and held on for the fucking, delirious with lust, delirious with the out of control sensations radiating throughout her entire body and infecting every nerve end with carnal bliss.
Holding her with one hand while still moving her on his dick, John grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head back to gaze into her lust contorted face. Savagely he thrust his tongue into her mouth and orally raped her while continuing to fuck her pussy. He was rewarded with an equally aggressive response from her mouth and tongue to the point that he tasted blood.
After several minutes, he broke off the broiling kiss and held her still for a moment. Then with her securely in his arms and firmly planted on his large manhood, he walked back to his bedroom, allowing her cervix to bounce on his dick, beginning the training of her cervix to eventually become a center of pleasure/pain for brutal fuckings to come.
Wanda Miles was just sober enough to question whether she should be naked in a sleazy motel room with two men; two naked men. As Thor helped her into a doggie position upon the bed, Carlson moved into position in front of her.
"Hey, guys. Maybe we shouldn't... maybe I shouldn't... Oh, god, you're both going to screw me."
"That's right, honey. Just relax and enjoy it, Wanda," Carlson told her as he began brushing his dick on her face.
"I, I don't know. I think maybe I should go home."
"After we fuck you," answered Thor as he raked between her legs with a hand. "Hell, you're a sexy girl, you know that. Just love the way you danced. And you're so wet. Honey, you need this bad, so just relax."
Wanda may have been wondering how she got into this predicament, but she didn't have long to wait. With Carlson's dick in her mouth, Thor penetrated her from behind.
Being fucked like this, from both ends by two virile men, was so wrong, she thought, but it was also good, very good. Moaning on the cock filling her mouth, Wanda let go and slid into deep state of arousal.
Jackson lifted the girl off his dick and placed her in his bed, draped over the foam wedge facedown. She felt the cold lube splashed on her asshole and felt the fingers penetrating her anus as his cock slipped into her pussy once again. After two dozen strokes into her pussy, he withdrew. Moments later she was grunting, filled with his cock again, this time rectally.
Like her daughter, Wanda was repeatedly wakened during the night by a male mounting her and taking his pleasure. And like her daughter, the mother loved every moment of it.
In the morning light, Wanda found herself gobbling a dick while being pounded from behind. Suddenly she was rolled over onto her back and mounted again by Thor. Firmly seated in her pussy, he rolled them both over. A few minutes later, her howls could be heard echoing down the hallway as Carlson forced his cock up her ass, giving her the entirely new experience of double penetration.
The shock of being so totally filled with cock soon mellowed and Wanda eagerly embraced the debasement and debauchery at the hands of the two sexy men who'd picked her up the night before. When it was all over and she was heading home from her night out on the town, she couldn't help but consider how great it was to be fucked, really fucked. It had been a long time since Ed, her husband had shown much more sexual interest in her other than using her pussy to masturbate himself. The long night with Carlson and Thor was fantastic and nothing like the seemingly loveless relationship she'd grown to accept. Not that what they did in the seedy motel across from the Embers had anything to do with love, it didn't. It was pure lust, sex for the sake of sex and for Wanda, it was a fantastic revelation.
"Screw you, Ed," she muttered realizing what a waste her life had been the past ten years or more. Even before Mindy was born he had been whoring around, while she stayed home, tended house and pretended to be satisfied. No more. He can go out and fuck anyone he liked, then so could she. Still she knew that she'd have to be careful. 'It'd be just like him to put a private-eye to follow me, just so he could dump me cleanly. Well, Ed, you're the one who's going to be followed. From now on, all I want from him is his money.' On the drive home she thought about what she would do from now on and wondered if either Carlson or Thor would call her.
Jackson woke to that most pleasant of awakenings, with a tongue laving his organ and with his glans being mouthed. After the marathon screwing of the young slut throughout the night, he wasn't at all sure if he could get it up again this morning. Not that it mattered; the girl didn't seem to mind munching on soft sausage and he certainly didn't mind being munched upon. With narrowly slotted eyes, he looked down his muscular torso to the pretty teen with her head buried in his crotch. She seemed perfectly happy too.
Mindy was indeed a happy girl. Both her pussy and her asshole throbbed this morning, but it was a very pleasant feeling and a pleasant reminder of her first time with a man, and what a first! Now she was relaxed and leisurely taking pleasure from the big dick that had so thoroughly ravished and pleasured her young body.
The slow suck gave her plenty of time to study the impressive male prong and she studied it carefully, even as she mouthed it. Sure, she'd seen dicks and sucked dicks, but never before did she have the time to admire a man's cock, its beauty, mysteries and power. The ridges and veins all demanded her attention, but particularly the geography of the spongy head of light brown and incredibly smooth skin. The little fold under the crown also caught her attention, as well as the prominent thick cock tube running down the underside of the stalk, and what a stalk! Even soft it was large.
As delicious as Mark's cock was, it wasn't anywhere near as desirable as this fine specimen. Mr. Wilkes had a big cock too, but not this big.
Glancing up, she noticed that he was watching her. Letting the flaccid cock slip from her lips, she scooted up his body, licking and nibbling at his navel and man-nips on her way to his lips. "Morning, Daddy," she purred as she traced his lips with the tip of her tongue.
"Morning, sweet darling," he replied before probing her lips with his tongue. "Feel okay this morning?"
"I'm a little sore, but it's a good sore. Hmmmm, thank you for the absolute best time of my life!"
"We'll have to do it again sometimes."
"No, we'll have to it a lot!" she giggled.
"You won't get much of an argument from me on that," he replied stroking her bare buns.
Neither was in any hurry to get up and get dressed, so they lounged about snuggling, rubbing and smooching for nearly an hour before they both had to get up and take a leak. With bladders comfortably empty, John J. dragged her into the shower for a refreshing rinse off.
"Let's get dressed and go out for some breakfast," he told her shutting off the cascades of water in the oversized shower.
"I'll need to do my hair, and put on some makeup."
"Fine. Use Dora's stuff, but be sure and put it back where you found it. While you're getting beautiful, I'll make us some coffee."
Thirty minutes later, Mindy joined John in the den, where she found her clothes and dressed. "Leave off the running suit," he told her, "I want to look at you and so will everyone else." The flip flops were a no-no too, and he handed her a pair of strapless high heeled sandals. They weren't too severe, but she wasn't used to wearing anything like them. Even with her awkwardness, in her cut offs and high heels she projected the image that John J. wanted... slut.
"There you look beautiful," he praised.
It wasn't until she was actually out in public did she realize what she looked like. It was embarrassing when women scowled disapprovingly at her, but she reveled in the lustful stares of men older than her real daddy.
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