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 Daddy's In Love - Chapter 4 (Mg, Mgg, Mf, Fb, FFb, Fb+, inc, rom, oral,
anal, preg, ws, blackmail) By Cactus
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   After putting her bike away along the side of the house, Heather walked
around to the back yard to use the back door into her house.  As she
entered, she called out, "Mom, I'm home."

   "Mommy went to a friend's house, sweetheart."

   The sound of Scott's voice startled the little auburn angel, and she
emitted a light gasp as she turned to see him sitting in the living room,
watching television.  Her fair skin turned rosy at the cheeks and she
turned her eyes to the white tile floor of the kitchen.

   "You scared me, Scott."

   Her mother's boyfriend had always seemed like a nice guy, but Heather
was never too certain how she felt about him.  It was only a few years ago
that her real daddy had left, after he and her mom had divorced, and deep
inside she knew her mom enjoyed having someone around.  But she still
wasn't comfortable with him being so close.  It was like he was trying to
be a new daddy, when she still missed her real one.  She even felt like she
loved Jennifer's daddy more than she loved Scott.

   "Did you have a good time at Jennifer's?"

   The question brought her eyes up from the tile floor and back to Scott,
lounging in the armchair.  "Yeah, I did," she said, starting to head
towards the stairs at the back of the living room.  She could see Scott
watching her from the corner of his eye.

   "Let me know if you need anything."

   "Okay..."

   Once she reached the carpeted steps, Heather bounded up them quickly. 
She hoped it wasn't too obvious to Scott.  She didn't want to stay and be
friendly with him, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings, either.  Once
she reached the top, she weaved through the piled boxes in the hallway
towards her new room.  Things still weren't done yet, and all that was
setup were a few open boxes with her clothing in it, her bed, and her desk
near the window.  She wasn't sure how much she'd enjoy a smaller bedroom,
but she knew her mommy needed the larger one so she didn't mind too much.

   The young little angel sat on the edge of her bed, a single-sized piece
with yellow sheets and a white quilt her grandmother had made her, and
picked at her nails idly.  She wished she was still with Jenny.  Without
all her things unpacked, she didn't have anything to do.  Maybe I'll ride
my bike to Tina's house, she thought.  She'd sure be shocked when she found
out that "innocent" Heather had seen a real man's wiener.  But then again,
maybe she shouldn't tell anyone.  She decided she would ask Jenny first.

   Her thoughts were broken when she heard a light knock at the door.  She
turned to see Scott standing in the doorway, two soda cans held in his
large hands.  Maybe that was another thing that made Heather uncomfortable
about him - the fact that he was so tall.

   "Mind if I come in?" he asked, holding up both cans of soda, "I brought
you some Coke."

   Heather turned back towards the wall and shook her head.  "I don't
mind..." then, almost as if it were an afterthought, "...thank you."

   He sat beside her, his weight causing the mattress of her small bed to
indent considerably.  Heather felt herself leaning towards him on the
slant, and attempted to adjust herself without making it too obvious. 
After all, he was only trying to be nice.  She daintily took the can of
soda as he offered it to her, using her tiny fingers to pull back the tab,
then lifted it to her pink lips with both hands.  Scott watched her with a
smile before taking a sip of his own, and they drank in silence for a few
moments.

   After a while, Heather noticed Scott placing his arm around her.  She
sighed inwardly and felt uncomfortable with the closeness, but kept trying
to tell herself to calm down and not worry.  She knew her mommy loved Scott
very much, and if she ended up marrying him, like she had talked about
sometimes when the two were alone, she couldn't get by being so
uncomfortable.  So she simply remained silent, allowing the large man to
keep his arm around her, even going to far as to place her arm around his
own back.  She could see him smile out of the corner of her eye, and he
leaned down to kiss the top of her head.

   "Are you finally starting to get comfortable with me, Heather?"

   The question made the nine-year-old blush, and she tried to hide it. 
Still, to be polite, she nodded quietly.  Scott smiled again and brought
her small body closer to his with a hug of his arm around her, and she
decided to throw her discomfort to the wind and attempt to accept it,
lightly placing her head on his shoulder.  Besides...Scott was a man too,
and maybe he could be the key to her exploration of men's bodies, just like
Jenny's father was to his daughter.



   * * * * * * *

   As Linda escorted the young black boy, she had no idea that her husband
and daughter were rapidly falling in love.  Had she known that little
Jennifer had inherited her love of piss she may have thought to have been
more careful about leaving the two of them alone.  Now approaching the
men's room, she let go of Tyler's hand and looked quickly up and down the
halls taking precautions to assure their privacy.  The child-loving mother
knew she was on probation of sorts from the last episode involving boys but
she was hooked.  To her the sight and smell of a young boys genitals always
took control of any situation.  Linda figured they would only be five
minutes or so.  Just enough time to watch and help the lad piss and have a
fast taste of his black sex tube.

   Sure that the coast was clear, she bent down, purposely flashing him
some cleavage, knowing the black boy had an inherent desire for milky white
tit meat.  Her soft cheek brushed his and he could smell her alluring
perfume as she whispered heatedly in his ear.  "You think you gotta pee now
Tyler?  Has all this talk made you suddenly have an urge to urinate?"

   She could feel his head nodding against her creamy skin as he whispered
a reply, "Yes ma'am.  I thi...think I do kinda have to go."

   The depraved teacher stood and patted him on the head, "Good boy, Tyler.
Wait here and let me check the bathroom first." Linda again checked the
halls before entering the bathroom.  It had a faint scent of stale piss
masked by the worse-smelling tabs they place in the urinals.  She bent low
and peered under the stalls and saw they were empty.  Her mind quickly
weighed the plan.  Should she blow him in a stall or in front of the
urinals?  The stalls were safer but could prove too gross even for her. 
She elected to blow him in front of the urinals for reasons only a slut
would choose.  Simply stated, it would be much more wicked and dirty to be
on her knees on the soiled floor sucking a tasty black boy's pissy cock
than sitting on a toilet.  Linda pushed the door open slightly with her
right hand while her left grabbed a handful of paper towels.  She whispered
huskily, "Tyler, get in here.  Hurry!" A second later he walked in,
glancing around nervously.  No matter what happened he was sure it would be
his black ass in trouble if they got caught.  He was told often that the
white slut would just lie and say he forced her at knife-point or some
shit. Linda smiled sweetly at the boy and let her eyes linger on his crotch
as she sent out signals that all would be fine.  He trusted her for some
reason, yet his wide eyes darted rapidly from the towels she was clutching
and the stale urinals.  In the Special Needs class he had heard the rumors
about this woman but never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined
that today he would be here with the beautiful former model.  He couldn't
wait to brag this up to the gang and, unknown to him, neither could the
slut standing beside him.

   "Ok honey pie, we don't have much time today." Linda said while implying
that there may be other times.  "Just pull your pants down quickly baby,
and take that nice piss so we can get back to class.  You'll feel better
once your bladder's empty, Tyler."

   The boy's dark brown hands were shaking as he fumbled with the zipper.
Linda knew that if he was like most of her charges they had been ripping
little girls' plums for years but never had they been with a woman.  She
herself felt her knees growing weak as he began sliding his pants down.  It
began to show to her greedy eyes finally.  More and more of his thick, inky
tube of flesh was being exposed until finally the dark purple tip popped
into view.  Her breath caught as she saw he was uncut and again when she
saw the size of his balls.

   Her first boy cock in ages was a perfectly-formed twelve-year-old's and
well above average in thickness and length at such a young age.  Secretly
she was hoping for a baby cock.  Something she could get both the cock and
all the balls in her mouth at once.  Well, there were still others in the
hall waiting, she reasoned.

   Tyler took the shaft in his dirty hands and skinned it back revealing a
nice-looking head with only a trace of scum in the groove - enough to add
some taste to an already tasty-looking organ.  The perverted teacher could
see he was having trouble pissing already so she avoided holding it for
him. That would have to wait `till the urine began to hiss out.  He stood
trying as he watched her elegant hands begin spreading the towels on the
stained tiles.  The sight of her pale tits amazed him as he stared at the
blue veins just below the surface.  Linda smiled up at him and coaxed him,
"Honey, just relax and pee.  Pretend I'm not here watching, darling."

   "Y...yessum...ahhh...here...here it come Miss."

   Linda's eyes grew wide as the first golden stream sprayed onto the
porcelain backsplash.  She quivered when a fine mist bounced lightly on her
face and suddenly regretted the fact that she could not have him empty his
bladder into her mouth.  If this was anyplace else she would have loved to
take him in her mouth but there was too much risk he would splash her
clothes.  No, it would be much too obvious if someone were to see her in
the hall.  She would have to settle for whatever remained in his pisstube.
Linda would not allow him to milk the last salty drops out.  Those were
hers alone to digest.

   Now that he was pissing freely she chanced reaching for the succulent
looking penile tube.  Linda steadied herself on her knees by placing her
left hand on the urinal, inadvertently showing off her wedding ring and
thrilling the black boy even more.  He licked his lips thinking about the
white married bitch as her right hand reached up for his hissing cock. 
When she pinched it gently and kept him skinned back he let go of his hold.
Linda could feel the vibrations of his urethra under the dark, veiny skin
as the scalding waste thundered out of the cock.  "Mmmm...you did have a
lot of piss, Tyler.  Did you know that women always know that a man who can
hold so much piss can also cum a lot?  I bet your balls hold a lot of
semen, don't they Tyler?"

   He was at a loss for words as his last drops began to slow to a dribble.
Linda watched the lessening stream and loosened her hold enough to allow
his rubbery foreskin to slowly close up and seal the last few precious
drops in the silky skin-container.  She was in for a real feast soon. 
Linda began to kneel placing one stocking-clad knee on the towels and then
the other as she turned Tyler away from the piss sink.  He looked down at
his chaperone as she gazed into the wrinkled snout of his pissy foreskin.
Her tiny pink tongue darted out and traced her full red lips before she
looked up in his black eyes.  "Tyler I want to be sure you're clean down
here.  I honestly don't think you boys practice good hygiene, especially
you kids with foreskins.  I saw some scummy smegma on your cockridge Tyler,
didn't I?"

   He nodded, afraid he was in trouble again and began to apologize, "I'm
awful sorry Ma'am, I was late for class an...."

   Linda looked down at the tasty ghetto cock again and hushed the boy. 
"Now just relax.  I am not mad at all and I can understand why sometimes
you let your cock go.  Now I'm going to just clean it with my mouth Tyler.
Do you understand me?"

   He nodded again and she saw a faint smile forming on his lips.  Linda
pressed her tongue lightly into the wrinkles getting her first salty taste.
Soon she would milk his remaining urine into her throat but his smirk was
making her curious.  "You're smirking at me young man?"

   The kid didn't know what to do with his hands, Linda noted to her
delight.  "No....no ma'am I'm not smirkin'"

   "Yes you were.  I know you boys heard rumors about me.  You heard I was
a cocksucker and loved boy cock.  Go ahead and put your hands on my head
Tyler.  You're making me a nervous wreck waving them around like a
spastic."

   He timidly laid first one than the other on her head.  The feel of a
white girl's soft hair was a totally new thrill for him and his prick began
to show it.  Linda prodded again after taking a lick underneath the black,
veiny tube, "Well is that what you boys think?  That I'm a cocksucker
slut?" She smelled the soiled snout as she waited for a reply and he saw
her legs quiver in depraved delight.

   "No ma'am not at all.  I...I...promise I won't tell.  'Sides I don't
think you're a slut at all...no...not that I ever heard you were.  I know
you're just trying to be sure my thing's cleaned correctly, Miss."

   "Good then.  Now shut up, Tyler.  This will only take a moment and you
can get back to your gang.  And be sure not to tell any of them that I
sucked your dirty, smelly cock in here." she smiled inwardly knowing that's
all he needed to hear to be sure he'd blab it all over at lunch.  She was
desperately wishing they were already back at the wooded cabins they had
reserved for the weekend nature class.  That many young boys should produce
several pints of load, she calculated.  Before turning back to his musky
cock she glanced at her watch.  Disappointed that she could not take the
time to truly worship his lovely young organ properly she decided to drain
his pissy load quickly.  Later she could slave away on his foreskin and
balls and tasty ass to her heart's content, along with the others. 
Recalling his old man was in prison for rape, a wicked plan came to mind
she would pitch to the delinquent after she blew him.

   Linda settled herself on her long shapely legs, careful not to let them
touch the scummy tile, and took one last luxurious smell of the kid's
crotch odors.  She shivered at the illicit thrills and placed her hot mouth
over the top inch of the cock, enveloping the cocooned head in the steamy
hole of her sluttish mouth.  Gently she squeezed and pumped behind the
ridge of the prepuce-covered glans with her lips and was immediately
rewarded with the few amber drops that had been trapped.  She let them
sting her tongue, delighting in the taste of young piss before milking his
hardening shaft upwards and draining the rest into her adulterous mouth. 
Now she felt the boy relaxing as his fingers explored the new sensation of
a white woman's hair in his hands.  Linda knew he was looking down at her
milky cleavage, smirking at her as she began probing under the rubbery skin
with her long tongue.  She hoped he was thinking about fucking her as she
hauled out the scant bit of scuzz he had collected and tasted the tart,
creamy paste.  His black prick began growing in her suck hole and was
getting surprisingly thick for such a young boy.  When he actually became
nervy enough to start hunching her face back and forth she looked up at him
with her smoldering eyes.  He was grinning lewdly and spit was drooling
from the corner of his mouth as he hissed down at her, "Yeah teach'...suck
it bitch.  I know you a ho now for sure."

   Linda tried to smile up at him around his inky black organ while nodding
and winking her agreement.  She took her well manicured hand and began
gently weighing the boy's sweaty, leathery scrotum, gauging how much load
he had cooked up in his ballsack.  Now he was fucking her face hard and she
almost lost her balance causing her to throw her other hand back on the
filthy floor of the toilet room.  The disgust of it only spurred her on as
she let the youth use her mouth now.  Soon he would feed her a nice warm
meal and to get it faster she backed off the cock, then in one practiced
move slammed her nose into his musky, nappy pubic hairs.  Her throat had no
trouble accepting the boy as she used her talented esophagus muscles to
milk the glans head.  Linda felt him pulling her hair now as he began his
verbal assault, spraying saliva in her hair with every mispronounced swear
word.  She felt the balls spasm and prepared herself for the jizz shot. 
Immediately the first jet slammed into her throat and just as quickly she
coughed it and his prick out of her throat.  The semen blew out of her
mouth into his smelly groin as she backed off enough to catch the rest in
her whorish mouth.  Just in time, she captured the next wad on her tongue
and pushed it to the side between her teeth and her gum to save.  It was
the thickest chunk men shot she knew and wanted to savor that after letting
the more runny spermy mess run down her open throat.  Too soon he began to
just piss out small jets of cum diluted now with semenal fluids and much
too runny for her desires.  As he softened in her mouth she reluctantly
pressed him away and stood on wobbly knees.

   Now, after it was over, she could see a change come over the boy as
fears that he would get in trouble surfaced again.  Linda gave him a cummy
smile and lugged out the thick clump of sperms she had set aside letting
him see the lumpy mass quivering on her tongue.  Tyler saw strands of
shimmering jizz crisscrossing her throat opening and a few specks still on
the roof of her mouth as he stared at the mass of still-living sperm on her
tongue.  Now looking him right in the eyes she began chewing the gummy lump
slowly and methodically taking great delight and pleasure in the act. 
Linda was thrilled at her lascivious behavior and the buzzing sensations
around her distended clit-cock.  It had been so long since she had a black
load that she had forgotten how much thicker it was than white and Hispanic
spunk.  She savored the pungent, gamey, wild flavor of the seething, living
mass before sadly swallowing it.  It caught in her throat for a moment and
Tyler watched as she had to swallow several times to get the gummy mess
down toward her belly.  He thought how cool it would be that the teacher
would be digesting his ball juice while she walked the halls with the other
boys.

   Temporarily sated, she calmly sauntered towards the mirror and opened
her purse.  As she brushed the knots from her silky hair she eyed the black
boy's reflection in the mirror.  He was bravely trying not to stare at her
legs while working his sticky cock back into his grimy jeans.  Linda put
her brush away and began freshening her makeup.  She redid her smeared
lipstick with the glossy red color she preferred knowing that years ago it
was how prostitutes advertised her services.  She had to smile at her
reflection in the knowledge that she lowered herself to less than a
prostitute on these occasions.  She happily sucked boy spunk for free! 
Tyler was zipping up when she spoke to him in the mirror.

   "Young man, here's the deal.  You can either go blab this out and I'll
deny it and spread a story that you're a fag or you can make some money."
She saw his greedy eyes light up happily.  The child-loving teacher knew
full well that he might hint around about what happened but the promise of
cash would yield even greater rewards later.

   "Money ma'am?  Sure enough I'll do that.  What you want?"

   Linda checked her lips and threw the blood-red lip gloss back in her
purse and removed a roll of bills.  She slowly peeled off a twenty and
handed it to him while allowing him to see the stash of fifties and
hundreds.  His eyes were bugging out as he reached for the note and just
before the young mother let go she whispered, "There's a hundred more if
you pull this off boy.  Here's what I want."

   For the next two minutes the special ed.  teacher explained in words the
street punk understood her desires.  Linda ran a hand over his cock bulge
gently and left the foul smelling restroom heading towards her charges. 
Tyler was to follow a moment later.  The plan was that Tyler would motion
to her who the next boy would be that she would suck off and pay.  Later
that day she would lure him into the bathroom and perform the same lewd act
with him.  The payoff would be when both boys bitched to the rest of the
misfits that Linda was a tease.  That she had made them urinate in front of
her while she laughed at their puny boy-cocks, thereby making them feel
even more worthless.  Knowing Grayson would start spouting off his mouth
the boys would start saying how much they would like to teach her a lesson.
If all worked according to plan they would decide to gang rape her tonight.
Linda felt a warm trail of her cuntal slime run the short distance over her
steamy loin between her thong and the tops of her hose as she approached
the boys.  It was going to be a tough act pretending to fight the strong
gangsters off as they brutalized her every orifice tonight!  She had to
fight back breaking out into laughter over her husband Dan's fate in life.
Here she was slutting around behind his back with the scum of the school
system feeding her their scummy cum and he was stuck home babysitting their
child.  She hoped they didn't get on each others nerves too much while she
was away.  Linda smiled at the boys hoping there were no traces left of
Tyler's strong tasting load on her gums and perfect teeth.






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