A Proper Education (closed)

Andrea took in a snort of air through her nose as her throat was freed, only to have her mouth suddenly filled to overflowing with hot, scented, slimy goo that squeezed past the corners of her lips to drizzle along her upside down cheeks. Not knowing what else to do, she swallowed the entire mouthful only to have it replaced immediately. She swallowed that, too, and then found her mouth empty, Simon's huge spurting cock spraying in front of her eyes so she could see the gushing white liquid arc down to splatter hot and wet on her belly, her tummy, her tits.

He came again and again, the intoxicating aroma filling her nostrils and starved lungs, the force of his jets diminishing but not the quantity of spunk. As her tits, then her chin received another coating each, Andrea couldn't help opening her mouth wide hoping for more.

The invitation didn't go unanswered and Simon emptied the next two loads straight in, filling her mouth to overflowing. She stayed how she was, letting the excess jism stream down her cheeks and into her hair. Perhaps sensing her need, Simon finished emptying his balls onto her forehead in a thick coating before wiping the last drops on the top of her head, her hair already matted with runoff.

Andrea finally swallowed again, the last full mouth of sperm joining the other two loads already lining her insides.

Breathing hard, wishing oh wishing she could be seen, Andrea remained in position, waiting for Simon to tell her what he wanted next.
 
Simon pulled out as his swelling cock began to gush cum like a hose. Andi would be better able to handle the volume if he came straight down her throat, but experience suggested that young lovers were always prone to panic at the sheer quantity. Better to be capable of pulling free than to assume she'd be calm.

Of course, his output quickly overwhelmed her intake capacity. He pulled out even further as her swallowing fell behind, resulting in a considerable quantity of jism being splattered across her face and torso. By the time he finished, she looked like she'd been glazed in sticky frosting.

Unlike some, Andi did not seem to find this result unpleasant. Some girls hated being cummed on, but Andi seemed almost pleased. Interesting.

He let her catch her breath as he stood back. When she looked to him finally -- and his still swollen cock -- Simon smiled. "That was nice, Andi. Did you enjoy sucking my cock? You did well for your first time with me."

He moved around to the other side of the bed. "I hope you are ready for more. I have a lot more of that for you." He slid a hand over her taut little belly as he moved past, drawing his fingers through the curls of her pubic region. "Could you inch down till your butt is near the end of the bed, please?"
 
Andrea complied eagerly, wondering what other 'first' was in store for her. She wondered if Simon was going to actually fuck her. Of course, she had no barrier, having lost it long ago but not to anything as masculine as a real penis. And she had enjoyed many satisfying 'fucks' with her girlfriend and their double-ended dildo. But now, having enjoyed her first blow job with a real-life cock, her first taste of sperm, she was eager to sample the real, hetero thing.

And there was something deliciously bad about sex with a man. It had always felt innocently beautiful with girls. Natural, honest, clean.

This was something totally different. And she liked it.

As she scooted down obediently, enjoying being ordered about almost as much as being used and experiencing cock, Andrea replied, "Yes, Sir, I really enjoyed sucking your cock and taking your sperms. I've never done it before. It was a fun start, Sir. I'd love to have some more."

Andrea wondered what her father would make of her comments, if only he could hear. She wanted that so much that she actually paused to look around the ceiling, trying to spot an overhead camera that might be recording her sexual encounter. Giving up on her search she returned her attention to Simon, now that she was positioned properly on the bed.
 
Simon moved between Andi's legs until he was close to her naked pussy. It was a beautiful sight. Her lips were already puffy and pink. The delicate flesh glistened in the light from her own nectar.

Simon lifted his cock and lay it atop her belly. Coated with her saliva and his cum, it made a soft slap against her taut flesh. Even semi-flaccid, the sheer bulk of it against her slender frame was rather stark.

"I'm going to fuck yo with this, Andi," he declared. "All of it. That means I'm going deeper into you than you've ever experienced. But you're going to take all of it Andi. Every last inch. All the way into your womb. And then I'm going to fill you with my seed. Stuff you like a Thanksgiving turkey."

His tone was quiet at first, but he grew more strident as he continued. The speech was nearly as much for him as for her. As he spoke, his cock thickened and swelled once more. By the end, the massive organ had lifted free of her belly to hover in midair at an upward angle.

Vusibly ready, Simon repositioned himself and took aim at Andi's pussy. The huge cockhead seemed almost comically oversized next to her tender lips, but he guided the blunt tip between her labia and gently pushed towards the shadowy entrance.
 
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With her hands braced against the bed, she was able to lift her head enough so that the action was visible in front of her eyes.

The insanely huge living tower of masculinity looked massive on her belly and she doubted it would actually fit inside her. But she was wet, sexually hungry, and eager to try. And the enormous swollen organ was well lubricated with smears of its own sperm and her saliva. They were as ready as they'd ever be to insert so big a monster into the cave where it belonged.

Andrea watched the fat head part her labia and enter her vagina, stretching her wider than she'd ever experienced.

"Fuck me!" she growled, looking from the obscene giant splitting her sex, to Simon's lust-filled eyes, seeing perhaps a need and desire that matched her own.
 
Andi's eyes went wide and her nostrils flared as Simon pushed into her. She was even tighter than he anticipated, forcing him to moderate his pace even further.

"Fuck me!" she growled. Perhaps a cry of pain? But her eyes flashed with libidinous hunger. Simon opted for that latter interpretation and pressed forward.

His progress could soon be visibly observed. Thick as he was, her taut little belly began to bulge ever so slightly around his girth. Her pussy quivered around his girthy shaft as he slowly impaled her.

Eventually he struck bottom, the blunt tip thumping into her cervix. "You feel so good on my cock," he grunted happily. "I'll start slow."

Simon pulled out of her several inches. Her pussy clutched at him as if it couldn't bear to have his cock leave. Pushing in was easier the second time, so he slid smoothly in till he hit bottom again.

After half a dozen more slow strokes, he began to move a little bit faster. He struck home with enough force to set her tits to jiggling. Soon they were both making low grunts of carnal pleasure as he plowed into her.

 
So this was fucking!

She realised what she'd been missing. All the lesbian experiences with dildos and vibrators had prepared her for this ... and it was worth it.

The heat, the firmness, the flexibility yet rigidity, the smells, the lingering traces of sperm, all brought out in her the animal in heat, and she enthusiastically fucked back.

If only Daddy could see her now, she thought.

There was no way she was giving up lesbian sex but she also knew she was now hooked on this man-fucking. She needed more of this.
 
Andi proved most welcoming to his girthy intrusion. Some found the force and impact discomforting, but she seemed to relish in it. Her hips rose to meet his, increasing the intensity.

But he knew she was special when he felt her opening up to his cockhead. Most took far more effort and practice, but Andi's womb was clearly inviting him in. With each thrust, the blunt tip sank just that much further inside.

He howled when finally he sank the remaining inches and felt his pelvis slam into hers. Now fully immersed in her, he gripped her hips mote tightly and inhaled deeply. "God, you feel so good."

Andi continued to wriggle and moan beneath him. The obscene bulge within her belly now stretched a ridiculous distance. He was far too deep inside such a delicate Cree, but he didn't care. The wet warmth of her against his swollen cock coupled with the sights and sounds of this impaled beauty writhing around his shaft were beyond compare.

He was close to climax already, but Andi's efforts carried him the last few steps. Simon held onto to those precious moments before the powerful contractions deep within sent the first of many gushes of cum into Andi's belly.
 
Andi knew something special was happening, even though she'd never experienced it herself.

She'd been fucked with toys plenty of times, but never by a real living cock, and never to the point of it shooting the contents of the attached balls. He was cumming. She knew it. He was spurting out quantities of hot fresh sperm straight inside her, and she just knew that her womb was lapping it up, just like her throat had earlier.

Andi was filling up with cum in her belly from both ends. Awash with man-cum.

She gurgled with delight, relishing the honour of being so completely filled.

All she needed now was to feel it on her skin, anointing her, and for Daddy to see it dribbling down her thighs. That would really make him happy.
 

Simon stood panting in the aftermath of his climax. Andi's pussy still clenched his cock, trying to milk his hefty balls for as much seed as it could. The sheer eagerness of his young conquest was truly remarkable.

Groaning slightly, he pushed back from her. A liquid squelch followed as her hungry pussy slurped at his retreating cock till the girthy head popped free. The now softened shaft swung between his thighs, still thick and swollen.

Andi's midsection now curved outward, her womb now plump with his cum. A bit of the sticky white trickled out of her snatch, but her body was apparently holding onto most of his seed. The sight of her luscious body now swollen with his cum made him want to fuck her again.

But the clock on the bedside table countenanced otherwise. These high society parties had certain unspoken protocols. He must not monopolize this beauty behind closed doors for too long.

"Time to get back. Don't want your boyfriend getting worried," Simon advised. "Bet he's wondering just what you've been up to. I hope you give him a thorough accounting."

A sordid thought moved him. Simon moved between her thighs and hefted his cock with both hands. He grunted as he ran his hands along the dark flesh, squeezing out the last remnants of sperm from the immense, fleshy tube. This he deposited on Andi's belly, letting it roll down her swollen bulge. Coupled with the smeared seed on her face and chest from her felatio efforts and the ooze down her thighs, there was very little of Andi that didn't bear his mark.

"Put your underwear back on," Simon directed as he did the same. "Let's go show him what you have been up to. "
 
Andi rolled into a sitting position at the edge of the bed, naked, liberally encrusted with drying sperm while threads of fresher warm jism leaked slowly from her vagina and ran in tiny streams off her belly to snare in the soft short hairs of her landing strip.

She slipped into her white silk minimal panties and heels and picked up her tiny gauzy white skirt and corset. Simon had told her to put her underwear on, just underwear, and she stood facing him across the bed as if asking for his approval of her attire, though she could tell that the once-pristine panties were becoming soiled as she leaked more of his enormous injection of semen.

She wasn't sure what to expect when they left the room. What had happened would be very obvious to everyone who saw her; her dishevelled state, her undress, the deposits on her face, tits, belly, thighs. But she still wore her white mask and could pretend that it gave her anonymity. Only Daddy would really know whose was, and Andi was absolutely certain he would approve.
 
Travis almost jumped when the doorknob started to turn. He'd been staring at it for what felt like forever. Ever since Andi had gone inside with Simon, he'd been driven to distraction wondering how his daughter was doing.

Fortunately, he'd found some partial solace. A pretty brunette had seen his consternation and offered him some relief. She'd bobbed her brightly colored lips up and down his cock till she'd coaxed two significant loads out of him. Without that relief, Travis doubted he could have kept his cool whatsoever.

Simon emerged first. Seeing a clearly anxious Travis, he smiled. "Your girl was a lot of fun, man. Definitely have to do this again sometime."

Travis paid the dark-skinned man little mind. He focused on his daughter as she stepped out, his eyes wide at the state of her. Andi's skin was liberally smeared with what could only be a substantial amount of cum. Had he not been watching the door the entire time, Travis would have suspected multiple donors.

Yet despite the amount on her skin, Andi looked to have perhaps more inside. Andi wire just bra abs panties, leaving her belly on full display: a belly now swollen outward as a if she were just into the middle months of pregnancy.

"Andi, sweetie, are you okay? How do you feel?" Travis asked as he took Andi by the hand.
 
"Haha, very full, Daddy, very full!"

Andi held her father's hand and enjoyed the way he looked her over. There was surely no way that he could miss the generous coating of semen on her skin. He must surely have known that she had been thoroughly covered and guess that she had been similarly filled, though he may not realise that her belly had been filled from both ends.

She felt a little overdressed compared to how she'd gone into that room with Simon and patted her father's hand in reassurance.

"That was quite some experience, Daddy. I hope you had some fun, too?"
 
Simon watched Andi and her sugar daddy carefully. This part was never certain. Some men thought that they liked the idea of their sweet little white girlfriend getting fucked by a BBC, only to discover that the reality aroused far more negative feelings. It wouldn't be the first time some husband had taken a swing at him upon seeing the results.

But the moment of potential tension passed without incident. In fact, judging from the sizable bulge in Travis' boxers, he was nearly as pleased by the experience as Andi herself.

Simon waited for the couple to reassure one another after their separation. When they at last turned towards him again, he smiled warmly at them both. "That was a good time. A very, very good time. I definitely hope I haven't seen the last of Andi here."

Simon leaned in a little closer. "Actually, Andi said during our time together that she'd like more of an audience. Couldn't really oblige. Not really what they do here," he said, gesturing to the rather genteel surroundings.

"But if you're interested in that kind of thing," he continued conspiratorially, "I know a place. Little bit rougher crowd. Less lace, more leather, if you catch my meaning."

Simon located a pen on a side table. "Let me give you a number." He took Andi's left wrist and began writing digits on her inner forearm. "Text me if you want to know more."

Simon stepped back. "Nice to meet you both. Hope to see you around." He tilted his head in their direction before striding away.
 
With Simon's number on her arm, Andi just looked at her father to see if he still approved of her. It was actually all his own fault that she was there, that she'd gone with Simon, that she'd had sex with a total stranger, that she'd finally been fucked with a live masculine cock. But for Daddy to discover that his daughter had enjoyed it so much, and craved more attention? Maybe that was going too far.

"Daddy?" she asked, needing to know what he thought, showing him the writing on her skin.

Would they see Simon again? Was this just a once-only thing or would Daddy want her to let Simon fuck her again? Would Daddy allow them to fuck in front of others?

Her eyes searched his, needing to know what he thought, what he really thought now that they'd gone this far.
 
Travis shifted slightly. The sight of his daughter arrayed with the drying remains of another man's cum aroused him far more than he'd expected. His cock strained angrily against the right leg of his boxers.

It was consequently almost like a distant voice calling to him. He blinked, forcing his mind to focus on his other senses. "What?" he murmured.

"Oh, Andi," he continued, realizing her lips were moving and the voice must be hers. "Yes, sweetie, what is it? Oh, the thing Simon was talking about?"

Travis already had an idea what Simon might have referred to. He'd heard mention a few months back of another private party scene that less about wealthy swingers in lavish surroundings. This was more of the leather scene, with practicioners of Dom/sub as well as bondage. He'd also heard that "encounters" were more likely to be semi-public rather than behind closed doors.

"Was what he said about you . . . true?" he asked. The idea of having strangers watch him had never been one of his kinks. He'd just assumed that Andi would be no different.

"I mean, do you want to be with someone . . . where others could watch you? Is that what you want, sweetie? Or did you just want to see Simon again? Because you don't have to do anything where others can see. Not if you don't want to."
 
Andi looked into her father's eyes as he spoke, trying to work out what he really thought and wanted. She was pretty sure he was wanting to protect her and keep her safe, but at the same time broaden her sexual experience to include men.

But was that as far as he wanted to go? What about when she had stripped naked in front of everyone before going with Simon? Daddy hadn't seemed to mind. On the other hand, here he was appearing to encourage her to go with Simon again, yet discourage her from doing anything where others would see.

She was conflicted. She wanted to please Daddy, but yes, Simon had been right. It was something she really wanted. As long as Daddy was there with her.

"I want you to be proud of me, Daddy," she replied, her hand on his arm, then looking down at the erection straining against his underwear, "proud of me but also liking what we're doing?"
 
I want you to be proud of me, Daddy. Proud of me but also liking what we're doing

Travis nodded slowly. In his head, part of him still thought of her as the little girl who had always been eager to do what she was told. But the beautiful young woman before him was clearly all grown up. And hadn't he brought her here to expand her horizons? To get her to try new things?

"Yes, sweetie," he replied. "And of course I am. If you're doing what makes you happy, then you know I will support you." He chuckled. "I didn't expect that, but if you want to try it, then I'm okay with it."

Travis paused. "If I go with you," he added. "I don't think I'm quite ready to let you do this all on your own. If that's okay with you, then yes. Text Simon tomorrow and get the details on this new thing. Okay?"

Before Andi could respond, a drunken giggle sounded from nearby. A brunette clad in a pink teddy and high heels strode over. "Oh my God! Doesn't that thing ever go down?!" She playfully slapped Travis on the shoulder. "Am I going to have to give you a third one, sailor?"

Thr woman turned to Andi, her eyes widening slightly as she noted the cum-smeared skin and swollen belly. "Oh my God! Is this your girl? She really is gorgeous." She wiggled her fingers in greeting. "Hi! I'm Candy."
 
"Er, hi Candy," she replied, somewhat bemused. Then to Daddy, she said, "Sailor? Third one?" an amused smile growing on her lips. "So it wasn't just me that was busy, Daddy?"

She looked again at Candy and took her hand. "If you want to take care of Daddy a third time, don't mind me."

Letting go of Candy's hand in case she needed it. Andi glanced back at Daddy, raising her eyebrows in a question. Had he been enjoying some well-deserved relief while Simon had been attending to her education? And if so, where? She'd thought that he'd been outside the door, on guard.

"Anyway, on the other matter, Daddy, yes, I'll text Simon tomorrow and see what happens. I, er, might need a new outfit?" Her eyes still danced back and forth between Daddy and his dark-haired admirer.
 
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Travis felt a twinge of embarrassment as Candy returned. He'd intended tonight to be about Andi's experience, not his own. But he'd been unable to be a completely neutral observer. And when Candace had offered to assist him with his needs . . . .

Still, his daughter seemed untroubled by Candace's revelation. Perhaps he was putting too much pressure onto his original plan. Maybe it was okay if things didn't happen quite as he expected.

" If you want to take care of Daddy a third time, don't mind me." Andi suggested.

Candy giggled, her words ever so slightly slurred. "Oh, I love you couples that are so cool about such things! My last boyfriend was sooooo uptight, I can't even tell you. I mean, c'mon, it's just having some fun, right?" She put a hand on Andi's forearm and gave her a warm squeeze. "This one is definitely a keeper, sweetie."

Candy turned to Travis. "Bet that closet is still free," she smiled, nodding at a closed door a dozen feet down the hall. "Did you want another go in there?"

The twenty-something gasped suddenly and swung towards Andi. "Did you want to join us?!" she inquired eagerly. "I am totally down if you want to watch. Or we could take turns! I totally don't mind sharing!"

Travis blinked. Events really weren't going as he expected. He opened his mouth to decline Candace's suggestion; Andi wouldn't want that.

But then he stopped. Tonight was about Andi And while he'd planned much of this evening, part of it had to be giving Andi the freedom to choose her own path. He'd already curated enough of her experience tonight.

"That's up to you, my darling," Travis said at last. "I like to defer to the ladies on these matters."

"Oh, such a gentleman!" Candace chirped. "You definitely picked a winner, honey."

 
Andi thought for a moment on Candy's offer, just as Daddy had taken time to think, too. In some ways, they were so alike, even down to facial expression when considering a conundrum or dilemma.

"I think I'd enjoy watching, if that's ok with you, Daddy? Then maybe you could watch me with Simon if he'd allow it? I think I'd like it, in fact I know I would." A new thought crossed Andrea's mind and she added brightly, "And I'm sure I could learn a lot from Candy; she seems to know what she's doing, certainly a lot more than me?"

Andrea smiled brightly, gaining confidence, "but a closet really?" She laughed lightly, a happy, unconcerned sound, "And yes, Daddy, I totally want us to go with Simon to that other place ... maybe Candy here could make it four?" She made it sound like an innocent suburban dinner party.
 
I think I'd enjoy watching, if that's ok with you, Daddy?

Travis nodded. This side of his daughter was quite beyond what he'd expected in the days leading up to this. Her curiosity was surprising. Still, he'd wanted to awaken that in her, so he could hardly find fault in succeeding too well at that task.

"but a closet really?" Andi chided.

"Well, if you know some place better . . . ," he replied.

The answer became immediately clear. Andi and Simon had, after all, had a proper bedroom for their escapades just a short distance away. Why not use that?

Soon Travis found himself in that very room with his daughter and Candy. It still smelled faintly of warm bodies, musk, and sex. His daughter's sex. He glanced over at her, the evidence of her recent tryst still glistening on her skin.

Candy pushed Travis to sit on the edge of the bed and slid her hand inside his robe. "Oh my God!" she whispered huskily. "You are soooo hard already!" Indeed, the fabric tented over his erection.

Candace turned to Andi. "Doesn't Daddy just have the most wonderful dick?"

 
"And I think you should enjoy it, Candy, without holding back. Think of this as a fun demo of how much a girl can enjoy a wonderful dick."

Andrea smiled encouragingly at Candy, hoping to gain some insight into hetero sex and to find out if it turned her on, or if her fun with Simon had only been based on her own sensations and feelings, a more biological than erotic response.

Making herself comfortable on the edge of the bed near them, she prompted, "Don't mind me, Daddy, enjoy yourself, enjoy Candy. Really let yourself go!"
 
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