My Girlfriend's Daughter (mf, teen) ==================================== I enter the house using the key she gave me weeks ago. I was thrilled to get her call telling me that she was going to be able to get off work early today and that I should meet her at her house so that we could be together before her daughter came home from school. I worked from home and had flexible hours, so it was no problem for me, and I eagerly came over, stopping only to pick up a little champagne and some yellow roses - her favorite. I call for her when I enter. The house is silent. I steal a peek inside the garage. No car - she must not be here yet. All the better. I go to the kitchen, put the roses in a vase of water and the champagne in the fridge. I head upstairs to the bedroom and remove my shoes and socks. Your heart has been pounding in your ears since you called me, telling me to come over. You stay quiet behind the closed door of your room as you hear me come up the stairs and going into your mom's room. You hear the TV click on and try to steady your breathing. Your skin feels hot and flushed, more-so next to the cool silk of your clothes. You wait for several tense minutes, until you're sure I'm settled in. You tie the white silk robe you're wearing, silently open the door, and walk down the hall, trying to calm your nerves. I'm sitting on the end of the bed watching some sports program as I see you at the door. I hope that my eyes don't betray my disappointment - if you're home, then the afternoon planned with your mother isn't going to happen. "Hi Emily!" I greet you as I click off the TV, "I didn't know you were here." "Hi!" you reply, hoping that your voice sounds nonchalant. "We had a half-day today, so I came home and was just in the shower. What are you doing here?" "Your mom called me a little while ago to tell me she was going to be home from work early." "Oh, that's strange," you reply, "she called a couple of hours ago to tell me that she got called out of town and wouldn't be back until Friday." You slowly, casually, start walking towards me. A look of befuddlement crosses my face. "Really? I'm surprised she didn't call me." You're now standing directly in front of me. I have to crane my neck up to look at your eyes. You can see my eyes flicker occasionally to your breasts, concealed in the opaque silk robe you're wearing. A smile crosses your face. You lean towards me and whisper in my ear: "My mom and I do sound a lot alike on the phone, don't we?" I'm stunned and am trying to say something, but the words aren't coming out. My nose fills with the scent of the perfume you put on before I arrived. It's your mother's perfume – the one I bought her. You sit down next to my left side, your right arm crossing behind my back as you lean in towards me. "I wanted you to come over because I wanted to talk to you." you say. "Ab-about what?" I manage to stutter, very aware of how close you are. You smile again. "A few weeks ago, I saw you and my mom. In here. Together." I'm stunned once again, trying to think of something to say. You continue: "I knew that you two were together, of course. And I've heard the girls at school talk – I know what's going on." Leaning towards me again, you whisper in my ear. "But I'd never seen or done it before." You return to your sitting position. "It made me feel so hot inside, watching you two. I went back to my room and touched myself, you know, down there. I came harder than I ever had before. And do you know what I was thinking of?" My eyes are glassy. I feel like prey hypnotized by a snake. I can see where this is going, but am powerless to stop it. Do I even want to? I'm suddenly aware of my cock, stiff and insistent against the front of my pants. Your eyes flick down to it. As you lean in to whisper in my ear again, your hand deliberately rests on the hard shaft. For the first time, you feel a man's dick throb at your touch. Even through the fabric of my pants and underwear, you feel its heat. You're surprised that your hand isn't shaking, that you feel no more fear or nervousness. "You." you whisper to me, "I was thinking of you. Wishing it was me there with you instead of my mom." You feel my cock throb under your palm. Standing up, you undo the robe and let it fall to the floor. I'm surprised to see you wearing the lingerie I bought for your mother - the white corset top with matching panties and garters. You look so beautiful in it, so desirable, with your brown hair cascading over your shoulder. You sit on my lap, straddling my legs with yours. Cupping my face with your hands, you bring your mouth down to mine for a kiss. My hands wrap around you to steady you as your tongue pushes insistently into my mouth. My tongue automatically pushes back. We kiss deeply for several minutes as our bodies press closer together. You break off the kiss and look down at me. You're surprised at how confident you feel, and laugh at yourself for your earlier fear. Weakly, I protest "No, Emily, this is wrong! I'm with your mother, and you're too young!" You thought I might say this, and rehearsed how to answer. "Mom is gone, so the only question is, do you want me or not?" You grind your panty-covered crotch against my pant-covered one as you kiss me again. You feel me getting even harder. I am weakening at your touch - no longer seeing you as my girlfriend's daughter, but as a sexy and beautiful young woman who I desperately, desperately want. "Yessss..." I say, pulling you in tighter. Your heart does a little flip-flop as I embrace you, not of fear, but of excitement. You break the kiss and unbutton my shirt. I remove it when you're done and we kiss again. My hands slide down to cup your ass cheeks as I stand up, holding you up. You feel so light and dainty as I carry you up to the head of the bed and lay you down. I rise and look down at you. I've never seen anything more beautiful or desirable. Your eyes have become slits through which I see your desire. I start to unbuckle my pants, but you reach up to stop me. You look up at me with a teasingly sexy expression as your hands reach up to my belt. I sit down, resting my back on the headboard as you unbuckle and ease my pants and underwear down, freeing my hard cock. Tossing my pants and boxers to one side, you engulf the entire length with your mouth. My sharp exhale betrays my lust and surprise. I didn't think you would want to do this, let alone be able to take me all the way down. Remembering what you practiced on your mom's toys, you start swirling your tongue around the head. You hear me whispering my approval and encouragement and smile as you let just the head into your mouth and lick the underside. I moan in pleasure, and you slide just a little bit more in, teasing the underside with your tongue. Slowly, you work your way down the shaft again. You love the taste of this hot flesh in your mouth. The salty taste of pre-cum fills your mouth as you coax more and more of me down your throat. As I reach the back, you relax your throat and swallow, just like you practiced with the dildo, letting me slide down your throat. The musky scent of my pubic hair fills your nostrils as my balls hit your chin. My hands reach down to grasp your head. You feel your pussy getting moister as you continue working your throat and tongue around my cock. You slide your mouth off my cock and start licking it up and down, stroking it with one hand as your other plays with my balls. As you take my balls into your mouth, I feel myself getting closer to the edge. Just as I try to warn you, but your mouth once again engulfs me as I slide down your throat. I'm too far gone - I relax and let my load rip. You're startled a little at first, but quickly adjust as my hot spunk shoots down your throat. You lick my softening shaft clean and let me slip out of your mouth. You look up at me with a proud grin and ask, "Did I do that right?" "Emily, baby, that was amazing!" I reply. You give a slight bow to acknowledge my praise, and grab my deflated cock between two fingers. "I hope that wasn't it for you - I have much bigger plans." You're amazed at the words coming out of your mouth. But knowing that you just gave me great pleasure has given you a feeling of incredible confidence. "Oh, I'll be ready for you. Just give me a few minutes." You smile impishly. "What happened to Emily, this is wrong?" you ask. I pull you up to me and into a deep kiss. "I'll show you what happened to it" I growl as I start undoing your corset at the back. I ease the straps off your shoulder, exposing those beautiful tits. You gasp as my hand closes over your right mound. I kiss my way down your neck, down your shoulder, and then my lips close over your left nipple as I continue to squeeze the right one. My right hand slides down and unclips the garter on your left leg. I switch my mouth over to your right tit as my left hand unclips the garter on the other side. As I ease the corset off of you and push it to the side, I feel your hand grab my hardening cock. You stroke it lightly as I ease you back on the bed, laying your head on the pillow. I position myself on top of you and kiss you again, feeling your fingers stroking my scalp. I kiss my way down your neck, then down to your tits again. I spend a little time at each nipple, teasing it with my tongue and teeth. You are babbling in incoherent pleasure as I kiss my way down your stomach. I stop at your panties. I can smell the wet heat of your pussy through the silk. I plant a kiss on the front of your panties, and hear you moan in frustration. But then I start kissing your inner thigh, licking the inside of both until I come to the hem of your stockings. Grasping them gingerly in my fingers, I roll them off your legs. Then, starting at your ankle, I lick my way slowly back up your now bare right leg. You are writhing on the bed in pleasure, grabbing big handfuls of the comforter. Once my tongue traces to your panties, I grasp the waist and start easing them down and off. Once they're off, I start licking up your left leg, from the ankle up. Your eyes are closed and your head thrown back as my tongue teases you. When I reach the top of your thigh again, I rise to look down at you. You're now completely naked before me, your legs spread apart casually, exposing your nearly hairless pussy to me. I raise your right leg and start licking and kissing upwards from the ankle again, loving the sounds of your frustrated, ecstatic moaning. But this time, I don't stop at the top of your thigh. Instead, I am rewarded with a loud scream of pleasure when my tongue touches the soft, wet flesh of your pussy. You hump your cunt up towards my eager mouth, placing your legs on my shoulders and raising your ass. I kiss and lick the musky, sweet pinkness, using my fingers to spread the lips and open you to me. "Ohgodohgodohgod" you babble as my tongue explores the depths of your pussy. You had secretly hoped that I would do this - a few of the girls at school had talked about having this done to them and how great it was. Now you know what they were talking about. "Lick my pussy, oh yes!" you cry. I smile at your encouragement and increase the tempo of my licking. My tongue finds your clit and I start licking and nibbling at it, making you scream in pleasure. I continue manipulating it with my finger as I stab my tongue in and out of your cunt, drawing yelps of delight from you. You can't believe how good it feels - it's sending currents of pleasure up your body. Your back is arched all the way off the bed as my tongue continues to press into your pussy. Then, you feel something slide up your ass. Before you register that it's my finger, the added pressure sends you into climax. You're dimly aware of your screaming in ecstasy as my mouth coaxes one, then two, then three orgasms out of you - each one feeding into the other like waves crashing into one another. As your breathing slows, you're aware of your back touching the bed again and your legs sliding off my shoulder, spreading in an obscene diamond around me. I rise up and look down at your panting, naked body, covered in a light sheen of sweat. You look up at me and smile. "God, that was amazing!" you tell me. "I can tell you enjoyed it." I reply. "I liked it too." You look down and see my cock is rock hard. Raising your legs up, you use your heels to pull me forward. There's no mistaking what you want. I slide up and put my cock at the head of your pussy. As my head nudges the wet lips open, we look at each other. This is the moment when either one of us could back down. I look at you as if to say "are you sure?" You nod in response to my unspoken question. I slowly ease into you. You moan as my cock stretches your pussy. I push in slowly, reveling in how tight you feel. The head of my cock bumps up against a spongy barrier. I look down at you again. "This might hurt." I warn you. You look at me with wanton eyes. Locking your legs around my waist, you say, "I don't care. Just do it. FUCK ME!" At that, I push through with one hard, fast thrust, feeling your virginity break before me. You scream in pain as I tear through you, but the sobs of pain turns to cries of pleasure as my cock pushes into you. You're tight as only a virgin can be, but so wet that it feels like you're pulling me inside you. I ease into you inch by agonizing inch. You are panting as I work my way into you, stretching and filling you in a way you've never been filled before. My balls touch your ass, signaling that I'm all the way in. Our eyes meet again. I bend down and kiss you as I start pumping in and out of you. You can't believe how good it feels, especially when my shaft rubs against your clit. Our breathing quickens as our bodies move against each other. Your fingers are in my hair as you lick and bite on my ear, sending shivers of pleasure down my body. I grab the rails of the headboard and start using them to pull into you harder and faster. You're yelping in pleasure as I drive into you harder and faster. You can feel it building inside you, bigger than any you've felt before. You scream as it hits you, spots exploding before your eyes. Dimly, you're aware of me grunting as well, and of me shooting off deep inside you. Our breathing slows to normal as we are wrapped around each other. I turn you on your side and hold you close. "I love you," we say to each other at nearly the same time, giggling as we do. From the bedroom door, we hear the sounds of hands clapping. Standing in the doorway, with a big grin on her face, is your mother...