Homerun2611
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Jackson
I watch you, and wonder if I can trust you. I had sworn Stacy to absolute silence, and here I was blabbing like a stool pigeon. Yet it had seemed natural with you, like we were kindred spirts in a sense. I mean our family was truly fucked up, but was it really a bad thing?
If that was cum on your thigh, it meant Daddy had fucked yuo, or someone had, but you seemed okay? Hell you were more than okay, your nipples were like bullets, your body wreaked of want. I wanted to do wicked, horrible, yet incredible things to my sister, but I wanted to do them to you too, and let’s not even start on Mom! She of the goddess body and truly perfect tits. My mom was way more than a MILF, she was all of my friends, and my, deepest darkest fantasy, and the things we wanted to do, individually, collectively …
Oh My God, I was going to hell! I look at you, think about Stacey, my Dad, how many of you would join me?
“You’re really cute you know that.”
The fact was I did, I just didn’t think it had worked on you, but now … hope, tinged with, no raging with, horniness swept through my body. My eyes glued as you started to adjust your dress, sadly bringing it down rather than sliding further up.
“You’re trouble. I hope you realize that…”
I knew that too, except, “I have a feeling you’re trouble too, and.. I think we both enjoy trouble?” Eyebrow cocked, wondering what you will say, either in words or body language?
”Only if daddy doesn’t stay with Stacy and lecture her.” Getting out, I waited until Jackson was out too and smiled. “Besides, it might be fun Little Jackson.”
What? “If Daddy lectured Stacy” what, and “Little Jackson” was that an insinuation my cock was… your eyes had clearly, finally scraped up and down my body, like I had repeatedly yours. I was so fucking horny I was rabid. Hustling around, I want to watch you get out of the car as I hold the door, I am already imaging your dress sliding up your legs, hoping for teh briefest of flashes!
I open the door, and even as you start to swing your legs out, “i don’t like my bedroom door at night, and I am at the far end of the hall, right next to yours … “. I reach out my hand, “… and there’s nothing little about Jackson…”. My invitation is clear, I would love to have a late night visitor, how was I to know, if you were even interested, Mom would already have cum inside ….
Bill
I heard the groan, my deviant, chip off the old block son, had cum on my sweet Princess, I knew it. Suddenly a vision of not just Stacy, but Morgan too, my two beautiful, sexy, slutty daughters ,on their knees sitting on their ankles before me, begging for Daddy to rain down on them, paint them with my cum! I could see it so clearly, almost as if I was seeing the future, and perhaps I was?
“It was…just tonight, Jackie watching me, jerking off…” she lies, “Its cause we were drunk n I was horny and he didn’t want me just giving it away so he said to take the edge off we could go somewhere…”
Lies, lies, I knew it, the insolence, it was fucking irresistible! I was not mad, as my Princess was letting me know, in her own way, that I was running out of time. Every aspect of her body language said she was still mine, but this tea kettle was ready to boil, and either I did it, or By God, someone else would. It had almost happened tonight, Stacey was every bit the wannabe whore of her older half sister, and it was time for Daddy to step up to the plate!
You open and spread for me, I knew, even if Jackson had touchéd you, he wouldn’t know all that I do… your young instrument needed to be played by a master to fully bring it to life.. and Daddy knew how to play his little girls!
“It feels so good daddy…”
I couldn’t resist, “Better than Jackson… tell me Princess… what does this cute little pussy of yours really want?” As long as we had crossed the line, we might as well smash right through it. This was the first real night of the next and hopefully long term phase of our relationship, pure illicit pleasure!
I ask when your next college trip is, and whether I can take you… and I mean in every sense of the world, pop that little cherry and keep fucking you until you can barely walk across campus. A Sensation that Morgan could explain in detail.
“Uhhhh huhhh W-weekend after next…” She mumbled, I knew she was so close, just one more thing. “Yes, take me daddy!”
My fingers fuck you harder, but we are at a red light and while we sit there, I undo my pants, and pull out my enormous erection.
“This baby girl, this is what I want to give you, this is what should take you, isn’t it?” I watch your eyes, as I fuck you harder, my fingers flying in and out, my thumb now a blur on your clit. “I want you to imagine Daddy’s cock Princess.. cum for me.. .right here… this is what you want to lose your virhinitis to, isn’t it.. .this is what you deserve?”
We are nearly home, we will need to tuck back in but I want, I need to make you cum, and get your pledge, you will wait .. for me!
Fuck I was worked up, so worked up, I knew exactly what I needed… MORGAN!!!!
I watch you, and wonder if I can trust you. I had sworn Stacy to absolute silence, and here I was blabbing like a stool pigeon. Yet it had seemed natural with you, like we were kindred spirts in a sense. I mean our family was truly fucked up, but was it really a bad thing?
If that was cum on your thigh, it meant Daddy had fucked yuo, or someone had, but you seemed okay? Hell you were more than okay, your nipples were like bullets, your body wreaked of want. I wanted to do wicked, horrible, yet incredible things to my sister, but I wanted to do them to you too, and let’s not even start on Mom! She of the goddess body and truly perfect tits. My mom was way more than a MILF, she was all of my friends, and my, deepest darkest fantasy, and the things we wanted to do, individually, collectively …
Oh My God, I was going to hell! I look at you, think about Stacey, my Dad, how many of you would join me?
“You’re really cute you know that.”
The fact was I did, I just didn’t think it had worked on you, but now … hope, tinged with, no raging with, horniness swept through my body. My eyes glued as you started to adjust your dress, sadly bringing it down rather than sliding further up.
“You’re trouble. I hope you realize that…”
I knew that too, except, “I have a feeling you’re trouble too, and.. I think we both enjoy trouble?” Eyebrow cocked, wondering what you will say, either in words or body language?
”Only if daddy doesn’t stay with Stacy and lecture her.” Getting out, I waited until Jackson was out too and smiled. “Besides, it might be fun Little Jackson.”
What? “If Daddy lectured Stacy” what, and “Little Jackson” was that an insinuation my cock was… your eyes had clearly, finally scraped up and down my body, like I had repeatedly yours. I was so fucking horny I was rabid. Hustling around, I want to watch you get out of the car as I hold the door, I am already imaging your dress sliding up your legs, hoping for teh briefest of flashes!
I open the door, and even as you start to swing your legs out, “i don’t like my bedroom door at night, and I am at the far end of the hall, right next to yours … “. I reach out my hand, “… and there’s nothing little about Jackson…”. My invitation is clear, I would love to have a late night visitor, how was I to know, if you were even interested, Mom would already have cum inside ….
Bill
I heard the groan, my deviant, chip off the old block son, had cum on my sweet Princess, I knew it. Suddenly a vision of not just Stacy, but Morgan too, my two beautiful, sexy, slutty daughters ,on their knees sitting on their ankles before me, begging for Daddy to rain down on them, paint them with my cum! I could see it so clearly, almost as if I was seeing the future, and perhaps I was?
“It was…just tonight, Jackie watching me, jerking off…” she lies, “Its cause we were drunk n I was horny and he didn’t want me just giving it away so he said to take the edge off we could go somewhere…”
Lies, lies, I knew it, the insolence, it was fucking irresistible! I was not mad, as my Princess was letting me know, in her own way, that I was running out of time. Every aspect of her body language said she was still mine, but this tea kettle was ready to boil, and either I did it, or By God, someone else would. It had almost happened tonight, Stacey was every bit the wannabe whore of her older half sister, and it was time for Daddy to step up to the plate!
You open and spread for me, I knew, even if Jackson had touchéd you, he wouldn’t know all that I do… your young instrument needed to be played by a master to fully bring it to life.. and Daddy knew how to play his little girls!
“It feels so good daddy…”
I couldn’t resist, “Better than Jackson… tell me Princess… what does this cute little pussy of yours really want?” As long as we had crossed the line, we might as well smash right through it. This was the first real night of the next and hopefully long term phase of our relationship, pure illicit pleasure!
I ask when your next college trip is, and whether I can take you… and I mean in every sense of the world, pop that little cherry and keep fucking you until you can barely walk across campus. A Sensation that Morgan could explain in detail.
“Uhhhh huhhh W-weekend after next…” She mumbled, I knew she was so close, just one more thing. “Yes, take me daddy!”
My fingers fuck you harder, but we are at a red light and while we sit there, I undo my pants, and pull out my enormous erection.
“This baby girl, this is what I want to give you, this is what should take you, isn’t it?” I watch your eyes, as I fuck you harder, my fingers flying in and out, my thumb now a blur on your clit. “I want you to imagine Daddy’s cock Princess.. cum for me.. .right here… this is what you want to lose your virhinitis to, isn’t it.. .this is what you deserve?”
We are nearly home, we will need to tuck back in but I want, I need to make you cum, and get your pledge, you will wait .. for me!
Fuck I was worked up, so worked up, I knew exactly what I needed… MORGAN!!!!