Chapter 22 - A HOME COMING
(Mg, oral, exhib, inc)
After school Bunny makes a discovery...
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Before the first bell I met up with Mary Lou outside by the flagpole. The first thing she says is, "You are such a slut, Bunny!"
I glanced about to see if anyone had heard her outburst and it seemed that everyone was looking our way.
"You fucked my daddy?" she said next only not so loud that everyone could hear her. Oh, gawd, she was mad at me again!
Then she broke into a grin. She leaned in and whispered, "Daddy says you took all of him into your throat. He also says that your pussy tastes sweet. He also said that you weren't as tight as he'd thought you'd be and told me to teach you some exercises to keep your pussy nice and tight."
"I'm sorry, Mary Lou, I was looking for Pete. Honest!"
"Don't be sorry. You made his day, Bunny, that's for sure.
"Tell me, did you really deep throat him in the kitchen after stripping him naked?"
"He didn't have much on to begin with," I giggled. "Just a pair of gym shorts."
"Daddy says that he came home early yesterday to get in a jog and was just getting ready when you showed up hot for his cock."
"I was looking for Pete," I explained again.
"But Pete wasn't there, so you fucked Daddy instead."
"I didn't mean to. He said he knew why I was looking for Pete and started unbuttoning my blouse. Next thing I know and...
"Hey, you're not angry about it all!"
"No. Why should I be?" Mary Lou giggled. "Daddy says that you're really fun to have around and he wants you to spend more time at our house. So... how spending the night this weekend? We'll have so much fun!"
"I told you. I don't think, Mama will let me, it being Easter weekend and all."
"Won't hurt to ask, will it?"
"No, I don't suppose. Okay, I'll try and talk her into it!"
The bell rang and I didn't have a chance to tell her about my daddy discovering that I was having sex, not that I could tell her everything...
Janie is just so stupid! One minute she's telling me that she finished up our project for tomorrow and the next she asking me to come over and help her finish. I realized that she just wants to be best friends once again and all, and I didn't want to hurt her feelings, so I said that I'd try. I didn't promise her that I would, just that I'd try to come over after school and made up some story about Mama needing my help and once I finished that, that maybe I could.
Well, I really was planning to go over, but...
After school when I got home Mama wasn't there. I figured she was at the grocery store or over gabbing with Aunt Bess. Then I saw the note...
"Mrs. Bradford is in the hospital. I'm filling in for her. Supper is in the fridge. Just warm it up in the microwave. I'll be home late. Mom," the note said. "PS take Uncle Joe his supper, the plate with the tin foil over it."
Well, whatever my good intentions were to go over to Janie's went right out the window! I had better things to do. I was going to Mary Lou's! Her dad probably wouldn't be there, but Pete and/or Kenny just might! And if neither of them is there, I was sure Mary Lou and I could find something fun to do together.
Figuring that Uncle Joe's was in the opposite direction to Mary Lou's, I decided to take my bike. I grabbed Uncle Joe's supper and peddled over. I rode up his driveway, stashed the bike and took his supper inside. It was way too early for him to be home, so I didn't hang around, temping though it was. I had calmed down quite a bit from Sunday, after all why should I be punished for Uncle Joe being a jerk? Hmmm, maybe I should just hang around.
Then I thought of Pete. Pete was always nice to me and the option of hanging around so Uncle Joe could maybe call me names while he did me just didn't sit well. Just thinking about it, I got all mad at him all over again! "See if he gets any!" I snorted.
Closing and locking the back door behind me, I was stashing the key under the flower pot when I heard a noise coming from the direction of Mr. Jesse's.
Immediately I thought, 'Someone's breaking into Mr. Jesse's house!'
I darted behind Uncle Joe's garage and peeked through the big hole in the hedge. At first I didn't see anything and was about to leave when I did notice something. A truck. A pickup truck parked under Mr. Jesse's carport. He was home!
I ran back, got on my bike, rode around the block and left my bike out of sight near Mr. Jesse's truck. Then I ran over and knocked on his door. I had to knock a few times, but the little curtains on the window of his back door parted and I saw his bearded face. A huge smile spread across his face. A moment later I was inside and he was locking the door behind me.
"You're home!" I cried out giving the big old guy a hug and pressing my face in his bare hairy chest. He wasn't nude, not totally, he just wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were home?" I asked.
"I couldn't very well call your house and ask for you, now could I?"
"No, I guess not.
"Gawd, I've missed you so much!" I gushed giving him another hug. He hugged me back with one hand on my ass, not that I minded.
"I've missed you too, Bunny," he said while groping my ass.
He broke off the hug and held me by the shoulders at arm's length. "Damn, you're prettier now than the last time I saw you," he declared. "And you've grown!"
He stood back and looked at me. "Yes, you have some nice titties now," he said with mischievous smile. "Turn around and let me see your ass." I turned.
Rubbing my butt he said, "Yes, you've filled out nicely over the past few months. Now, how about giving me a really good look at you?"
"You first!" I teased.
He didn't hesitate, that's for sure and in a second he was kicking his shorts away and giving me a look at what had filled my dreams on many of this past winter's nights. He was flaccid and his foreskin covered and hid the head of his big pecker, not that I minded. He was also uniformly bronzed all over.
"Now your turn," he told me with a gleam in his eyes.
I kicked off my sneakers and pulled my top over my head. I started to unzip my shorts, but he stopped me. "No, lose the bra first," he said. So, I reached behind, unhooked and discarded my bra.
"Yes, you do have nice titties now," he praised.
"You didn't like my tits before?" I asked with a pout.
"I liked your tits before just fine," he said. "But I like them better now." With that he leaned in and kissed my nipple, then gently sucked on it before giving the other tit the same treatment.
"Lose the shorts," he said releasing my nip. I lost the shorts and the panties. Nude, I modeled my body for him and noticed his cock beginning to stir.
"Damn, you're beautiful," he praised. "You've developed a nice swell to the hips, and that ass of yours...
"Tell me, while I was gone, did you get someone to relieve you of the burden of virginity?"
"Yes," I replied with a demure smile.
"A boy or someone older?"
"Maybe both," I replied surprised to feel my face flush.
"Your Uncle Joe. huh? No, don't answer that!
"Well, whoever popped your cheery was one lucky son of a bitch!
"You know, you've not been far from my mind these past few months. And I've been looking forward to picking up with you where we left off."
"Me too," I replied, sank to my knees and took his big semisoft cock in hand. "I've been thinking about it a lot," I said before I leaned in and gave his cock a kiss. I looked up at him and stripping back the foreskin laid on a sucking kiss to the head.
"Oh, son of a bitch..." he hissed. I kissed his pecker head again, this time with parted lips.
"You don't waste any time, do you?" he said breathlessly as I momentarily slipped the fat glans into my mouth before I wiped his dick all over my face. That's when I noticed the funky odor. I rather liked the funky crotch odor of a guy, just so long as it wasn't too funky, like Pops or that Warts fellow, but this was different. I sucked his dick back into my mouth, paying attention to the taste... there was a definite taste, a familiar taste and it wasn't the taste of cock. Then it struck me. Pussy! I was tasting pussy on his cock! Not that I mind the taste of pussy, or at least I don't mind the taste of Mary Lou's pussy, but on his cock? Gawd, Mr. Jesse had fucked some woman or girl before I came over! I pulled off.
"Oh, don't stop," he said looking down at me looking up at him.
"What's the matter?"
"You know what's the matter!" I told him holding his dick a inch or so away from my lips.
"What?"
"You just had sex with some one!"
"Oh, that? So?
"Oh, don't tell me you're jealous!" he laughed.
"Who was it?" I demanded.
"That's none of your business, little girl. Your business is sucking my dick, so get to sucking."
When I didn't hop to it immediately, he grabbed my head and forced his cock back into my mouth. Almost immediately he released my head and pulled his dick from my mouth.
"Sorry about that," he said. "I shouldn't have done that. Maybe you should go home."
"No! I just got here!" I protested.
"Then suck my dick and stop the complaining!"
"It's just that... Oh, never mind."
I took his pussy flavored cock back into my mouth. That pleased him, but the entire time I sucked on him, I was wondering who was here first? I also knew it was no use in asking. I knew he wouldn't tell me and for the same reason I wouldn't tell him who I was having sex with. It's not that I cared if he knew, just that I shouldn't ever say, to protect Uncle Joe and/or everyone else I was having sexual relations with. Same for him. He needed to protect his other sex partners, as they were probably married or something. Still, I was curious as to the who... These things were on my mind as I blew the old guy, even though I should have been thinking about his dick and me.
He pushed me off his hard prong and told me, "Let's go finish this in my bed." I practically bounded like a baby deer to his bedroom with the old satyr in close pursuit.
Once in his unmade bed I figured he'd want me to suck on him some more, but that's not what he had in mind. He pushed me flat onto my back and into a cold wet spot on the bed. Ewwww, I knew what that was, but I didn't complain as he pushed my knees to my tits and went down on me. His beard tickled me down there, but that was soon forgotten as his tongue slid up my slit and my eyes rolled back into my head. God, that old bastard really knew how to use his tongue to great effect! Soon I had two fistfuls of cum stained sheets in my hands as I tossed my head side to side lost in animalistic passion. Gasping for breath, I saw stars as the fireworks went off in my brain and cunt. Next thing I knew he was on top of me, poised to ravish me and my pussy. My eyes fluttered open to see him grinning down at me and then he just shoved his big old cock up inside me. My eyes rolled back into my head once again as I was stuffed with his manly prong. He wasted no time in hammering me into the mattress and fucking me into a sex induced stupor. It was wonderful!
Having cum once that afternoon with whoever, he was nowhere near cumming again anytime soon and he fucked me, and fucked me and fucked me. He changed positions quite often, moving me around like I was blowup sex doll and fucked me until... at long last he came. Then he collapsed beside me and began snoring something awful. Me, I was too exhausted by then to do much of anything more than to just lie there and listen to his racket.
Glancing over at his bedside clock I saw the glowing red numerals. It was 5:30. 5:30! I'd been there having sex with him for an hour and half! How was that possible? I didn't blow him for that long, so he must have... Gawd, I was sore! Then I realized that Daddy would be home soon looking for his supper! I had to get out of there, but where were my clothes? I panicked momentarily thinking that I'd have to run home naked and that someone might see me! But that was stupid, I realized. I didn't come over here naked, so my clothes must be around somewhere. Then I remembered undressing in the kitchen before I sucked his dick.
Rolling out of the bed careful not to wake Mr. Jesse I crept back to my pile of clothes, dressed and walked home gingerly. It wasn't until I got home that I remembered that I had ridden my bicycle over to Uncle Joe's and had left it in Mr. Jesse's backyard. Darn! I was planning to ride my bike to school in the morning.
I went inside and found Mama's note with her instructions on reheating supper. I turned on the oven to 325, pulled the two Corningware dishes from the fridge and stuck them in the oven to reheat. It was now 5:50 and if I hurried, I figured I could retrieve my bike and get home before Daddy arrived.
I ran back to Mr. Jesse's using the back way. It was just my luck that he was sitting on his back porch with a drink in his hand when I got there. I hardly noticed that he had nothing on.
"Come back for some more, Bunny?" he called out to me.
"No, I just forgot my bike!" I called out grabbing my bike.
"Well, don't run off," he said as I mounted my bike. Then as I rode down his drive I heard, "I have something for you..."
'I bet you do,' I thought with a grin as I shot into the street.
As luck would have it, Daddy was a bit early today.
"Where have you been?" he asked from the kitchen table where he had been enjoying his first after work beer.
"I forgot something and had to go get it," I replied.
He followed that with, "Where is my supper?"
"It's in the oven," I told him. "It'll be ready in just a few minutes."
He snorted and admitted that he was a little early. Then picking up Mama's note he waved it at me and said, "You mother won't be home until late. That's awfully considerate of her, don't you think?"
I felt panic well up once again as I realized that he might want me to get naked for him and if I did, Mr. Jesse might start running down my leg. Thinking quick I told him that I'd be right back and dashed off to my bedroom and bath. I wasn't sure what I was going to do until I spied a half bottle of water from last night. No one had ever told me, but the idea occurred to me that I could flush out my pussy with the bottled water. Just how to do that I wasn't sure, but I knew that somehow I needed to pour that water into my pussy.
I quickly stripped off and got into my bathtub. Then I sort of lay on my back with my hips raised, put the mouth of the bottle to my pussy and squeezed. The water was room temperature, so it felt cold flushing me out, but it did the trick. I then squeezed my cunt muscles to squeeze out as much water as possible, dried off, dressed and went back downstairs. By then supper was hot enough to serve.
As I sat Daddy's plate before him he declared, "Salisbury Steak and mashed potatoes! Sweet peas too. Your mother is an angel you know."
Just as I sat down he said, "Uh, where's the bread?"
I got up and got him some sliced bread and butter. For the moment he was a happy man. From last night I knew that if I wanted my supper, I'd better eat quick before he finished.
"That was fine! Mighty fine!" he declared putting down his knife and fork. "What's for dessert?"
He was looking right at me. Then I remembered the icebox pie. I hopped up and served him a slice and returned to my own dinner.
I was just finishing up when he asked me, "Have you had your bath yet?" I had no illusions as to what he was getting at.
I looked up and with a smile I said, "No. Have you had your bath?"
He grinned at me and as he rose from the table he said, "Clean up the kitchen and then get your ass upstairs." Then he retrieved a cold beer and left.
It didn't take me long to put away the leftovers, and then to rinse the plates and load the dishwasher. Leaving the kitchen I noticed that he wasn't in his favorite chair nor was he in his bedroom nor bathroom.
I went upstairs and found him in my room, on my bed nude. He smiled as I came in.
"You took a bath up here?" I asked.
"No, not yet. I figured that... Well... Just take your clothes off, Bunny."
I knew as soon as I got home from school that afternoon that he'd want me naked for him, so it wasn't a surprise. Finding him naked in my bed was a surprise, but not that he'd want me naked.
As I undressed I noticed that his dick was standing up hard and ready and I figured that he wanted to have sex with me. My own daddy! As that thought formed I felt my pussy tingle in anticipation. Gawd, Mary Lou was right, I was such a slut!
"Turn around and let me see you," he said from the bed. I turned this way and that, modeling my nude body for him, inwardly pleased that sight of me like that pleased and excited him.
He waved me over to him. I came and sat on the edge of my bed.
"I've been thinking about you all day and thinking about all the fun those boys have with you. And I thought, why shouldn't I have some fun with her? Of course I wouldn't touch you if you didn't want me to touch you. That just wouldn't be right, but so far..."
He paused for a moment and then went on, "Well, even if you are willing, it just wouldn't be right if I... you know..."
"No, I don't know, Daddy," I said rather disingenuously. "What are you talking about?"
"I not going to fuck you!" he blurted out. I had to stifle a giggle as his face reddened.
"Is that what you want to do, Daddy?" I teased.
"No! Well, yes, but I'm not going to do that. I'm your father, not your boyfriend."
"Then what do you want to do with me?"
"Well, I figured that you've probably been giving boys handjobs since you were six years old."
"I have not!" I replied with false indignation.
"Well, maybe not since you were six, but you have given handjobs before, haven't you?"
"Well, I'm not going to lie to you, Daddy. Yes, I have. Is that what you want? A handjob?"
"You don't mind?"
"No! Why should I mind. You're my daddy."
"That's just the point, I'm your daddy."
"If you want me to give you a handjob, I will," I told him. "Is that the same as a hand pussy?"
"Hand pussy? Uh... yeah, that'd be great or just stroke me off."
"Whatever you want, Daddy."
"Whatever I want? Look, please don't offer yourself to me," he said all serious like. "I just might take you up on the offer. Just a handjob, okay?"
"Okay."
As my hand closed around his hard prick, I heard him gasp. I felt him up long enough that he started leaking before I got down to business. Placing my fingers below his cock head like Mary Lou did it with her brother, I began rubbing up and down, my fingers running up and down that thick tube on the underside of his dick and with each downward stroke, deforming the head of his dick.
Setting a steady pace I asked, "Is this what you want me to do, Daddy?"
He just moaned, "Oh, fuck..." I figured I was doing okay.
For three or four minutes I "beat his meat" as Pete would say. And as I beat his meat I looked back and forth from his dick to the exaggerated expression on his face. From his expression, you'd think I was torturing him, but that's just the way guys look when they're getting what they want. And as I did it, he suddenly wasn't my daddy, but a nice man with a nice dick to play with. I stopped looking at his face and just concentrated on looking at his lovely dick as my fingers flew up and down it. I guess I got hypnotized, like you get when looking into the eyes of a snake or something, for when he began to spurt, without thinking about the who, I put my mouth over the erupting head and gulped down his cum so that there wouldn't be a mess. From there I guess I just totally forgot whose dick was in my mouth and took even more of it into my mouth, finishing off Daddy's handjob with a blowjob.
I was quite beside myself sucking on a dick, as I just loved the feel of a hard cock between my lips and in my mouth, my tongue fluttering over the underside of the stalk. It began to go soft and I marveled at the feel of it in transition. I knew from experience that he'd soon get too sensitive, so I let the soft prick slip from lips and looked up. Daddy's eyes were like saucers and his mouth was hanging open. I guess he wasn't expecting it.
"Holy fuck, Bunny!" he finally exclaimed.
"Did I do okay, Daddy?" I asked looking up with his dick no more than an inch from my lips, close enough to lick it.
"Holy fuck, Bunny!" he said again.
"Did I do something wrong?"
"Uh, no, baby. I just wasn't expecting you to, uh, blow me."
"Oh! Are you mad at me?"
"I, uh... Fuck... "
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I..."
"No need to apologize!" he said. "I just wasn't expecting that, but now that it has happened..."
He didn't say anymore, but moved both him and me around and lowered his face to my crotch. I wasn't even thinking about this, but I was happy to spread my legs to give him free access. Daddy licked a few times, but then switched to nibbling on my labia which were still swollen from being stretched by Mr. Jesse's big dick. I was so glad I flushed out my pussy when I did, as I'm sure Daddy would have gone ballistic if he ever realized he was lapping up another man's semen. But he wasn't and I'm sure he was just tasting and lapping up my juices. He ate me until I was howling in rapture.
I was aware of Daddy making a change. He stopped eating my cunt and began moving over me. 'He's going to fuck me!' I thought, not that I would have minded. If my daddy wanted to fuck me, I was okay with that. He was, after all, my daddy. But that's not what happened.
He sucked on my titties for a moment and then moved up even higher, until he was straddling me, almost sitting on my tits. Gripping my headboard, he lowered his renewed hard-on to my mouth. I, of course, was only too happy to take his cock into my mouth. But it wasn't so much a blowjob as he began thrusting, fucking my face. All I could do was make sure my teeth didn't scrape him. But unlike Mr. Mack yesterday, he didn't shove his dick to the back of my throat and make me swallow him whole.
After a minute he suddenly pulled away and off the bed. He had a wild look in his eyes. "I ought to just fuck you," he said. Then he turned and hurried out of my room and down the stairs leaving me a happy, but a somewhat disappointed, girl.
After a languid minute, I got up, picked up Daddy's clothes and took them downstairs. I found him in his bathtub. He looked at me with the bundle of his clothes in my arms and not anything else and began waving his hands, shooing me away. Gee, we still had lots of time before Mama would be home...
"You want me to leave?" I asked.
"Yes! None of that should have happened!"
"You're mad at me, Daddy?"
"No, but I ought to spank you."
"Why? I just did what you wanted," I said with a pout.
"You did more than that and I did more than I should. Now, you shouldn't be in here when I'm taking a bath."
"I need a bath too," I said with a coy smile.
His eyes began darting side to side as he thought about what he should do. He stopped and looked right at me. "Yeah, I suppose you need a bath too," he said. "Want to join me?"
Before he changed his mind I quickly stepped into the bath. As I began to sit facing him he said, "No, not that way. Come sit in my lap." So I did, sort of. Actually I was sitting between his legs with my legs bent into steeples so that my legs fit in the tub.
Picking up a bar of soap, he began washing me with his bare hands. Gawd, his big strong slippery hands felt so good on my tits and when he started playing with my nipples I let out a moan like a sick cat.
"You like this, don't you, baby?" he said rolling my nipples between his soapy thumb and index finger. "God help me, but I like it too." With that he began nibbling at my ear. The effect was electric.
I guess he could sense what he was doing to me, for he stopped playing with one nipple and let his free hand fall between my legs. However, seated as I was, my legs were closed tight, so I sort of scooted up more into his lap and when my knees fell away to the sides, his fingers were in me twinging my twang. For the next several minutes he played with my tits and played with my clit while he nibbled my ear until I nearly passed out.
When he stopped I murmured, "No. No. Don't stop, Daddy..."
"No, we've got to stop," he said. "The water's getting cold." With his toes he flipped the drain lever and water began running out. Bath time was over.
He was real sweet helping me out of the tub and then drying me off with his towel, before damp drying himself. He kissed me and giving me a playful pat to the ass, told me go put some clothes on. Playtime was over, or so I thought.
I went up to my room and pulled on one of Daddy's old t-shirts over my head and headed back downstairs. He was in his favorite chair, dressed in his boxer shorts. "Bring me a beer, baby," he told me. I got his beer and took it to him.
As he took the cold beer bottle from me with one hand his other hand grabbed my wrist and he pulled me into his lap. Sitting the beer on the side table, he then used that hand to pull my face into his face where he drove his tongue practically down my throat. Not needing to hold me to him, his hand fell to my tit for a moment before heading south and between my legs. I certainly didn't try to resist. Finding me receptive to that, he broke the kiss, pushed me upright and then stripped the t-shirt over my head.
Having rendered me nude once again, he lay me back and began sucking on my tits while his fingers plunged deep into my vagina. Daddy really knew what he was doing with his fingers as he quickly sent and then kept me in orbit. It was like he was pushing an orgasm button in my cunt and he pushed it over and over again. He stopped pushing my button and stopped sucking my now sore nipples. Slowly I began to be aware of him just holding me, snuggling me into his bare muscular chest. At that moment I was the happiest girl in the world.
I could have stayed there all night. But then he began separating his knees and before long, I had slid down between his legs to the floor. Granted I was in a very awkward position for a moment with my head and my legs still draped over his legs while my butt was on the floor, but I sorted that out quickly enough. As I looked expectedly up at him between his legs, he reached down, unsnapped his boxers, then lifting his hips he stripped them down off his hips.
"Suck me, baby," he said, "before I do something I'll regret." A moment later his cock was once again in my mouth and I was determined to give him my best blowjob ever. But I had only just begun when the headlights of a car illuminated the drapes as it turned into the driveway.
"Your mama's home!" he nearly shouted as he jumped up ending our fun. "Quick! Grab your clothes and get your ass upstairs!" I moved as quickly as he had, snatching up the discarded t-shirt and scurrying to my room. I freshened up, pulled on a pair of panties and went down to greet Mama.
I found them talking, Daddy with his underwear pulled up and snapped, drinking his beer pretending to have been watching a baseball game. Mama, she looked positively radiant, if a bit disheveled. I doubt if Daddy noticed, not that there really was anything to notice, but I did and quickly put it out of mind.
Mama quizzed me about school and then told me to go to bed. So I did. For me it had been an absolutely wonderful day, at least afterschool it had been wonderful At school, not so much, but being ravished by Mr. Jesse and then coming home and playing with Daddy, just had to about the best afternoon and evening ever!
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