Gunner77
03-09-2018, 06:20 AM
DAD and the HITCHHIKER part 3
Cyndi began lathering the sponge. She bit the left corner of her lower lip as she closed her left eye and tilting her head. She was devising a plan, a plan that went far beyond her exploitation of the evening. She cocked a concupiscent smile up at Mike. Daddy, are you ready for your baby girl to wash your wondrous body? Her faint frame paled in comparison to his. Her mere 4 ft 10 inches put her lips just above his nipples. While Mike was no longer athletic and was cat tying few extra pounds, he was still cut and rather buff. Cyndi used the spread between her thumb and forefinger to cup the underside of his pectorals. Ummmm daddy, you’re so strong. She took a nipple in her mouth, swirled her tongue around the nipple as she gently squeezed his hard chest muscles.
Mike moaned. He started feeling that perplexing stir in his loins again. His flaccid phallus was beginning to wake. His thoughts moved to his recent sex life, or the lack there of. Sex with Susie was not quite the same. The last time he had two orgasms in the same day was like ancient history. This little drifter was working him into a third go at nirvana and who knew where she would stop. He had actually thought about going to the doctor to get a little blue pill. He thought something was medically wrong. He knew now, nothing was wrong with him. Well, if being a dirty pervert isn’t considered. Never in the recent past had he experienced erections like the ones today. Never had his orgasms been so intense and powerful. Just the thought of this depraved girl rubbing his chest and suckling his nipples sensuously was working him up. It wasn’t just a thought though. It was happening. He could feel her small hands, almost admiringly, exploring his body.
She was now rubbing his shoulders with the soap filled sponge. She washed his neck. Stretching to reach the back of his neck. Pressing her pubescent diminutive boobs hard into his torso. They felt like baseballs pressing into his tanned tummy. His cum gun was growing fast between them. Ummmmm, she said. Daddy likes Sammy’s titties pressing into him, huh?
He was at a loss of words. All he could mutter was un huh. He tilted his head back as the water from the shower beat against his lower back and buttocks. He was lost in the moment,eyes closed, imagining it was really his darling daughter washing him. It was Sammy soaping his now throbbing cock. It was Sammy stroking him with a sponge. It was Sammy slowly squeezing his cock head, letting it slip gradually through her fingers. Ohhhhh! Sam, ohhhhh, baby! That feels so damn good. Don’t stop daddy loves you, so much. OH MY GOD SAM!
She was squeezing pre cum out and swirling it all over his enormous cock head. Cyndi was enjoying playing with his juices. Turn around daddy, lets rinse you off. Cyndi stood behind pressing her small nubs into his back. She was stroking him slowly, as she kissed shoulder blades. Ummm, daddy I love how you feel in my hand. Your thing is soooooo biiiigggg. I remember watching you put it inside mommy once. It scared me. I could tell mommy liked it though. She kept moaning and twisting. I got scared and went to bed. I am scared now. I want so much to make you happy, but I am afraid. I am afraid I won’t. That I won’t be able to make you... you know, make you... make you cum.
Baby doll, Mike said. I just want you to enjoy yourself. I want you to feel good. This is all about you, he continued. I can guarantee you, if you are feeling good, daddy will cum. See how hard you got daddy? Mike took his cock in his hand, turned around and began playfully slapping her nipples with it. Come on Sam, let’s get dried off. They stepped out of the shower. Her eyes glued to his cock. Mike began toweling his make-believe daughter. Cyndi hung a towel on his erection. It barely moved down. Then she pulled it down as far as it would go. Swiftly she let go. Like a catapult the towel flew off his hard shaft. Cyndi giggled.
After slapping his belly It bounced a few times. It came to a quick standstill, pointing straight out. Nearly in same position as before her playful experiment. Cyndi could not help herself, she got on her knees before him and took him into her tantalizing mouth. She sucked his bulky cock head into her mouth. Stroking his cock and like a seasoned strumpet, she began moving back forth, taking more and more flesh inside her skillful mouth. Cyndi was determined to take his thickness down her throat until her face was buried in his pubic hair. He seemed to get thicker the farther down she went her tender mouth was stretched tight. The corner began to burn, but Cyndi was determined to take it all. Mikes cock was by far the biggest she had ever had. She took it all in her pussy moments before. She was going to take it all in throat. Cyndi was in lust with his Willie Wonka Bar. She literally could not get enough of it. She continued bobbing back and forth until Eureka! Mike moaned from deep inside his gut. She had all of him, every millimeter was inside her mouth and down her throat. She played with his ball sack one hand, the other priming her pussy for the fucking she needed. His balls were the size of a mature apricot. She wanted that sweet nectar again and Mike would have shot down her throat, but Cyndi wanted his baby maker buried in her pussy. She removed him from her youthful mouth. It was surreal as Mike watched her slide away from his massive member. He could have sworn he was an inch bigger coming out of her delectable mouth, than going in.
Mike let her lead him from the bathroom to the bed by his hard throbbing cock. Letting go of his member, she ran and jumped on the bed. She bound up and as if it were a trampoline. Her tiny hard tits shook as she bounced. Small and firm, there was a subtle jiggle, but mostly shook up and down. Her areolae were were pouty and pointy. Their mere appearance begged Mike to suck them into his mouth. Instead, he gazed at their beauty as she jumped up and down. Cyndi was giggling as she playfully teased Mike provocatively. The last few weeks had been a drain on her. Being on her own, not knowing where she was going to sleep or where her next meal was coming from had taken its toll. While she was doing adult things, she was also being allowed to be a kid. This brought an inner peace to her soul. It gave her a minor sense of stability. Something she had not known for a very long time. Maybe even, ever.
Normally, Mike would have been appalled at such childish behavior. He would have gotten mad if Sam had behaved like that. No matter if it were at home or in a motel room. Since, he had gotten into the role play so deeply, it allowed him to reflect. Hopefully, he introspectively thought, he would lighten up as a parent, and remember it’s ok for a kid to be a kid. That thought led him to another. He was thankful this little waif, rag muffin if you will, came into his life. In fact, he was hoping he could introduce her to Sammy. Weird as it sounded, Sam had always wanted a sister. He and Susie couldn’t have children. Both Sam and Susie almost died during childbirth. Susie had her tubes tied shortly after. Partly the reason Sams real dad left. Back to reality... Well, Mikes fantasyland anyway.
Cyndi turned facing Mike and jumped one final time. Landing prone and legs spread, she curled her finger motioning him forward, then pointing to her pussy. Eat me, she whispered. Eat my pussy daddy, eat my pussy she commanded in a sultry but sensuous voice.
Mike thought to himself, even a ‘man of the cloth’ would have a difficult time saying no to her. Mike fell to his knees and stared at possibly the most enticing and enchanting pussy he had ever seen. She spread her lips, exposing her wetness. Her slit was narrow and small. He was intrigued, wondering how his massive cock, one, fit inside and two, didn’t rip her wider. Again she commanded him, this time it was, please eat my wet pussy. Her tone was that of desperation. The words rang in his head. This budding girl was almost begging him to bury his face in her loins. He obliged her. Mouth open, he sucked her left labia into his mouth, skillfully running his tongue between the inner and outer pussy lips. DAMN! She tasted so good. The poor girl quivered as his tongue ran its entire length.
She cooed softly. She dare not move because it felt so good. His thumb pulled back the clitoral hood, exposing the compact bundle of nerves for his forefinger to strum. She could no longer control her movements. Her hips churned slowly as Mike expertly teased her clit. His mouth moved to other pair of lips. Again he parted them with his tongue. Cyndi continued to slowly writhe. Mike moved in unison with Cyndi’s motions. OHHHH! YEESSSS! She exclaimed. Cyndi began pinching the large areolae of her sensitive nipples. Rolling the hardened flesh beneath, Cyndi began fantasizing having a third person exploring her youthful body, but most of all some sucking her nubile breasts as Mike was so expertly eating her saturated pussy. If she could reach them she would suckle them herself. Her tiny buds were just out of reach of her out stretched tongue.
Mike teased her clit, by running his tongue all around it. Occasionally he would graze the love bud. She was churning her hips trying get Mike to put it in his mouth. She wanted him to suck it. Mike knew what he was doing. After a couple minutes of teasing and a couple subtle trips through her drenched slit, he slowly moved the hood back. Her joy button was coming out of the shadows. Growing, beneath his tongue. He could still taste her girl juices. He loved the smell and taste of her cunt. Between the smell, taste and growing love button, his cock was hard as a rock. He began dry humping the edge of the box springs as he knelt on the floor. Cyndi wanted release. She lifted her hips off the bed, in an effort to push her clit in to his mouth.
Mike accepted her gift and started sucking the nub into his mouth. Placing it between his teeth, but not biting, he began stroking it gently, with his tongue. He increased his tempo and had her almost to the edge of orgasmic bliss. Like an opera singer holding a note, Mike held her right at the edge. Knowing he had complete control of her orgasm, he went straight for the jugular. He increased the speed of his flicking tongue. Then like a cobra striking his prey, Mike quickly inserted two finger inside her well lubed twat. In an instant his two fingers were massaging her G-spot.
Uncontrollably her hips bucked and thrashed. Then it happened, stream after stream of wet fluid ejected from her vagina. Mike pull his mouth away from her but kept hitting the G-spot with quick strokes. He positioned his face to catch her cum juice.
Cyndi was screaming obscenities. I’M GONNNNAAAAAA FUCKING CUUMMMMM. OHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYY FUUUUCCKKIIINNNGGG GOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD! OOHHH MYYYY FUUCCKKKING GODDD! After 7 or so thick streams, her orgasm resided. Her pussy walls were still convulsing on Mikes two fingers. She kept repeating over and over, what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? Then, in a voice that was both angelic and demonic she said. FUCK ME NOW!!!
Mike removed his soaked fingers, stood up and took his cock in his hand. Yes baby I will fuck you. I will fuck that tight pussy. I will fuck you all night, if that’s what you need. Cyndi moved closer to the edge of the bed, pulled her knees back and grabbed his thick cock. She guided him to entrance. He plunged inside. There was no working into it. It was straight in, straight to the deepest recesses of her love canal. He could still feel her pussy quivering around his massive mountain of cock. There was nothing slow and sensuous. This was raw animalistic brutal fucking. Cyndi was meeting him with equal upward thrusting. She still had her hands on his ass and pulling him into her. Pubic bone was meeting pubic bone. Cyndi knew shew was going to cum again. Her tits ached to be touched and like a mind reader, Mike squeezed them. He squeezed them hard. The hard flesh under areolae rolled in his palm as made fists. Then he took one in his mouth, devouring as much as he could. This was enough to send Cyndi over the edge. Again she thrashed about like the wanton slut that she was becoming. Mike could not handle it either. He started pelting the walls of her quaking cunt with cum stream after cum stream. When he pulled out, an enormous amount of cum poured out of her spent muff. Beneath her, the sheets were soaked. Mike went back inside with his still hard cock. He picked up, cock still inside. He walked her to the other bed fell onto the bed. Cyndi lay on him as his cock softened. She was wore out. She lay her head on his chest. She fell fast asleep with Mikes tool still in her.
Cyndi began lathering the sponge. She bit the left corner of her lower lip as she closed her left eye and tilting her head. She was devising a plan, a plan that went far beyond her exploitation of the evening. She cocked a concupiscent smile up at Mike. Daddy, are you ready for your baby girl to wash your wondrous body? Her faint frame paled in comparison to his. Her mere 4 ft 10 inches put her lips just above his nipples. While Mike was no longer athletic and was cat tying few extra pounds, he was still cut and rather buff. Cyndi used the spread between her thumb and forefinger to cup the underside of his pectorals. Ummmm daddy, you’re so strong. She took a nipple in her mouth, swirled her tongue around the nipple as she gently squeezed his hard chest muscles.
Mike moaned. He started feeling that perplexing stir in his loins again. His flaccid phallus was beginning to wake. His thoughts moved to his recent sex life, or the lack there of. Sex with Susie was not quite the same. The last time he had two orgasms in the same day was like ancient history. This little drifter was working him into a third go at nirvana and who knew where she would stop. He had actually thought about going to the doctor to get a little blue pill. He thought something was medically wrong. He knew now, nothing was wrong with him. Well, if being a dirty pervert isn’t considered. Never in the recent past had he experienced erections like the ones today. Never had his orgasms been so intense and powerful. Just the thought of this depraved girl rubbing his chest and suckling his nipples sensuously was working him up. It wasn’t just a thought though. It was happening. He could feel her small hands, almost admiringly, exploring his body.
She was now rubbing his shoulders with the soap filled sponge. She washed his neck. Stretching to reach the back of his neck. Pressing her pubescent diminutive boobs hard into his torso. They felt like baseballs pressing into his tanned tummy. His cum gun was growing fast between them. Ummmmm, she said. Daddy likes Sammy’s titties pressing into him, huh?
He was at a loss of words. All he could mutter was un huh. He tilted his head back as the water from the shower beat against his lower back and buttocks. He was lost in the moment,eyes closed, imagining it was really his darling daughter washing him. It was Sammy soaping his now throbbing cock. It was Sammy stroking him with a sponge. It was Sammy slowly squeezing his cock head, letting it slip gradually through her fingers. Ohhhhh! Sam, ohhhhh, baby! That feels so damn good. Don’t stop daddy loves you, so much. OH MY GOD SAM!
She was squeezing pre cum out and swirling it all over his enormous cock head. Cyndi was enjoying playing with his juices. Turn around daddy, lets rinse you off. Cyndi stood behind pressing her small nubs into his back. She was stroking him slowly, as she kissed shoulder blades. Ummm, daddy I love how you feel in my hand. Your thing is soooooo biiiigggg. I remember watching you put it inside mommy once. It scared me. I could tell mommy liked it though. She kept moaning and twisting. I got scared and went to bed. I am scared now. I want so much to make you happy, but I am afraid. I am afraid I won’t. That I won’t be able to make you... you know, make you... make you cum.
Baby doll, Mike said. I just want you to enjoy yourself. I want you to feel good. This is all about you, he continued. I can guarantee you, if you are feeling good, daddy will cum. See how hard you got daddy? Mike took his cock in his hand, turned around and began playfully slapping her nipples with it. Come on Sam, let’s get dried off. They stepped out of the shower. Her eyes glued to his cock. Mike began toweling his make-believe daughter. Cyndi hung a towel on his erection. It barely moved down. Then she pulled it down as far as it would go. Swiftly she let go. Like a catapult the towel flew off his hard shaft. Cyndi giggled.
After slapping his belly It bounced a few times. It came to a quick standstill, pointing straight out. Nearly in same position as before her playful experiment. Cyndi could not help herself, she got on her knees before him and took him into her tantalizing mouth. She sucked his bulky cock head into her mouth. Stroking his cock and like a seasoned strumpet, she began moving back forth, taking more and more flesh inside her skillful mouth. Cyndi was determined to take his thickness down her throat until her face was buried in his pubic hair. He seemed to get thicker the farther down she went her tender mouth was stretched tight. The corner began to burn, but Cyndi was determined to take it all. Mikes cock was by far the biggest she had ever had. She took it all in her pussy moments before. She was going to take it all in throat. Cyndi was in lust with his Willie Wonka Bar. She literally could not get enough of it. She continued bobbing back and forth until Eureka! Mike moaned from deep inside his gut. She had all of him, every millimeter was inside her mouth and down her throat. She played with his ball sack one hand, the other priming her pussy for the fucking she needed. His balls were the size of a mature apricot. She wanted that sweet nectar again and Mike would have shot down her throat, but Cyndi wanted his baby maker buried in her pussy. She removed him from her youthful mouth. It was surreal as Mike watched her slide away from his massive member. He could have sworn he was an inch bigger coming out of her delectable mouth, than going in.
Mike let her lead him from the bathroom to the bed by his hard throbbing cock. Letting go of his member, she ran and jumped on the bed. She bound up and as if it were a trampoline. Her tiny hard tits shook as she bounced. Small and firm, there was a subtle jiggle, but mostly shook up and down. Her areolae were were pouty and pointy. Their mere appearance begged Mike to suck them into his mouth. Instead, he gazed at their beauty as she jumped up and down. Cyndi was giggling as she playfully teased Mike provocatively. The last few weeks had been a drain on her. Being on her own, not knowing where she was going to sleep or where her next meal was coming from had taken its toll. While she was doing adult things, she was also being allowed to be a kid. This brought an inner peace to her soul. It gave her a minor sense of stability. Something she had not known for a very long time. Maybe even, ever.
Normally, Mike would have been appalled at such childish behavior. He would have gotten mad if Sam had behaved like that. No matter if it were at home or in a motel room. Since, he had gotten into the role play so deeply, it allowed him to reflect. Hopefully, he introspectively thought, he would lighten up as a parent, and remember it’s ok for a kid to be a kid. That thought led him to another. He was thankful this little waif, rag muffin if you will, came into his life. In fact, he was hoping he could introduce her to Sammy. Weird as it sounded, Sam had always wanted a sister. He and Susie couldn’t have children. Both Sam and Susie almost died during childbirth. Susie had her tubes tied shortly after. Partly the reason Sams real dad left. Back to reality... Well, Mikes fantasyland anyway.
Cyndi turned facing Mike and jumped one final time. Landing prone and legs spread, she curled her finger motioning him forward, then pointing to her pussy. Eat me, she whispered. Eat my pussy daddy, eat my pussy she commanded in a sultry but sensuous voice.
Mike thought to himself, even a ‘man of the cloth’ would have a difficult time saying no to her. Mike fell to his knees and stared at possibly the most enticing and enchanting pussy he had ever seen. She spread her lips, exposing her wetness. Her slit was narrow and small. He was intrigued, wondering how his massive cock, one, fit inside and two, didn’t rip her wider. Again she commanded him, this time it was, please eat my wet pussy. Her tone was that of desperation. The words rang in his head. This budding girl was almost begging him to bury his face in her loins. He obliged her. Mouth open, he sucked her left labia into his mouth, skillfully running his tongue between the inner and outer pussy lips. DAMN! She tasted so good. The poor girl quivered as his tongue ran its entire length.
She cooed softly. She dare not move because it felt so good. His thumb pulled back the clitoral hood, exposing the compact bundle of nerves for his forefinger to strum. She could no longer control her movements. Her hips churned slowly as Mike expertly teased her clit. His mouth moved to other pair of lips. Again he parted them with his tongue. Cyndi continued to slowly writhe. Mike moved in unison with Cyndi’s motions. OHHHH! YEESSSS! She exclaimed. Cyndi began pinching the large areolae of her sensitive nipples. Rolling the hardened flesh beneath, Cyndi began fantasizing having a third person exploring her youthful body, but most of all some sucking her nubile breasts as Mike was so expertly eating her saturated pussy. If she could reach them she would suckle them herself. Her tiny buds were just out of reach of her out stretched tongue.
Mike teased her clit, by running his tongue all around it. Occasionally he would graze the love bud. She was churning her hips trying get Mike to put it in his mouth. She wanted him to suck it. Mike knew what he was doing. After a couple minutes of teasing and a couple subtle trips through her drenched slit, he slowly moved the hood back. Her joy button was coming out of the shadows. Growing, beneath his tongue. He could still taste her girl juices. He loved the smell and taste of her cunt. Between the smell, taste and growing love button, his cock was hard as a rock. He began dry humping the edge of the box springs as he knelt on the floor. Cyndi wanted release. She lifted her hips off the bed, in an effort to push her clit in to his mouth.
Mike accepted her gift and started sucking the nub into his mouth. Placing it between his teeth, but not biting, he began stroking it gently, with his tongue. He increased his tempo and had her almost to the edge of orgasmic bliss. Like an opera singer holding a note, Mike held her right at the edge. Knowing he had complete control of her orgasm, he went straight for the jugular. He increased the speed of his flicking tongue. Then like a cobra striking his prey, Mike quickly inserted two finger inside her well lubed twat. In an instant his two fingers were massaging her G-spot.
Uncontrollably her hips bucked and thrashed. Then it happened, stream after stream of wet fluid ejected from her vagina. Mike pull his mouth away from her but kept hitting the G-spot with quick strokes. He positioned his face to catch her cum juice.
Cyndi was screaming obscenities. I’M GONNNNAAAAAA FUCKING CUUMMMMM. OHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYY FUUUUCCKKIIINNNGGG GOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD! OOHHH MYYYY FUUCCKKKING GODDD! After 7 or so thick streams, her orgasm resided. Her pussy walls were still convulsing on Mikes two fingers. She kept repeating over and over, what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? Then, in a voice that was both angelic and demonic she said. FUCK ME NOW!!!
Mike removed his soaked fingers, stood up and took his cock in his hand. Yes baby I will fuck you. I will fuck that tight pussy. I will fuck you all night, if that’s what you need. Cyndi moved closer to the edge of the bed, pulled her knees back and grabbed his thick cock. She guided him to entrance. He plunged inside. There was no working into it. It was straight in, straight to the deepest recesses of her love canal. He could still feel her pussy quivering around his massive mountain of cock. There was nothing slow and sensuous. This was raw animalistic brutal fucking. Cyndi was meeting him with equal upward thrusting. She still had her hands on his ass and pulling him into her. Pubic bone was meeting pubic bone. Cyndi knew shew was going to cum again. Her tits ached to be touched and like a mind reader, Mike squeezed them. He squeezed them hard. The hard flesh under areolae rolled in his palm as made fists. Then he took one in his mouth, devouring as much as he could. This was enough to send Cyndi over the edge. Again she thrashed about like the wanton slut that she was becoming. Mike could not handle it either. He started pelting the walls of her quaking cunt with cum stream after cum stream. When he pulled out, an enormous amount of cum poured out of her spent muff. Beneath her, the sheets were soaked. Mike went back inside with his still hard cock. He picked up, cock still inside. He walked her to the other bed fell onto the bed. Cyndi lay on him as his cock softened. She was wore out. She lay her head on his chest. She fell fast asleep with Mikes tool still in her.
Cyndi began lathering the sponge. She bit the left corner of her lower lip as she closed her left eye and tilting her head. She was devising a plan, a plan that went far beyond her exploitation of the evening. She cocked a concupiscent smile up at Mike. Daddy, are you ready for your baby girl to wash your wondrous body? Her faint frame paled in comparison to his. Her mere 4 ft 10 inches put her lips just above his nipples. While Mike was no longer athletic and was cat tying few extra pounds, he was still cut and rather buff. Cyndi used the spread between her thumb and forefinger to cup the underside of his pectorals. Ummmm daddy, you’re so strong. She took a nipple in her mouth, swirled her tongue around the nipple as she gently squeezed his hard chest muscles.
Mike moaned. He started feeling that perplexing stir in his loins again. His flaccid phallus was beginning to wake. His thoughts moved to his recent sex life, or the lack there of. Sex with Susie was not quite the same. The last time he had two orgasms in the same day was like ancient history. This little drifter was working him into a third go at nirvana and who knew where she would stop. He had actually thought about going to the doctor to get a little blue pill. He thought something was medically wrong. He knew now, nothing was wrong with him. Well, if being a dirty pervert isn’t considered. Never in the recent past had he experienced erections like the ones today. Never had his orgasms been so intense and powerful. Just the thought of this depraved girl rubbing his chest and suckling his nipples sensuously was working him up. It wasn’t just a thought though. It was happening. He could feel her small hands, almost admiringly, exploring his body.
She was now rubbing his shoulders with the soap filled sponge. She washed his neck. Stretching to reach the back of his neck. Pressing her pubescent diminutive boobs hard into his torso. They felt like baseballs pressing into his tanned tummy. His cum gun was growing fast between them. Ummmmm, she said. Daddy likes Sammy’s titties pressing into him, huh?
He was at a loss of words. All he could mutter was un huh. He tilted his head back as the water from the shower beat against his lower back and buttocks. He was lost in the moment,eyes closed, imagining it was really his darling daughter washing him. It was Sammy soaping his now throbbing cock. It was Sammy stroking him with a sponge. It was Sammy slowly squeezing his cock head, letting it slip gradually through her fingers. Ohhhhh! Sam, ohhhhh, baby! That feels so damn good. Don’t stop daddy loves you, so much. OH MY GOD SAM!
She was squeezing pre cum out and swirling it all over his enormous cock head. Cyndi was enjoying playing with his juices. Turn around daddy, lets rinse you off. Cyndi stood behind pressing her small nubs into his back. She was stroking him slowly, as she kissed shoulder blades. Ummm, daddy I love how you feel in my hand. Your thing is soooooo biiiigggg. I remember watching you put it inside mommy once. It scared me. I could tell mommy liked it though. She kept moaning and twisting. I got scared and went to bed. I am scared now. I want so much to make you happy, but I am afraid. I am afraid I won’t. That I won’t be able to make you... you know, make you... make you cum.
Baby doll, Mike said. I just want you to enjoy yourself. I want you to feel good. This is all about you, he continued. I can guarantee you, if you are feeling good, daddy will cum. See how hard you got daddy? Mike took his cock in his hand, turned around and began playfully slapping her nipples with it. Come on Sam, let’s get dried off. They stepped out of the shower. Her eyes glued to his cock. Mike began toweling his make-believe daughter. Cyndi hung a towel on his erection. It barely moved down. Then she pulled it down as far as it would go. Swiftly she let go. Like a catapult the towel flew off his hard shaft. Cyndi giggled.
After slapping his belly It bounced a few times. It came to a quick standstill, pointing straight out. Nearly in same position as before her playful experiment. Cyndi could not help herself, she got on her knees before him and took him into her tantalizing mouth. She sucked his bulky cock head into her mouth. Stroking his cock and like a seasoned strumpet, she began moving back forth, taking more and more flesh inside her skillful mouth. Cyndi was determined to take his thickness down her throat until her face was buried in his pubic hair. He seemed to get thicker the farther down she went her tender mouth was stretched tight. The corner began to burn, but Cyndi was determined to take it all. Mikes cock was by far the biggest she had ever had. She took it all in her pussy moments before. She was going to take it all in throat. Cyndi was in lust with his Willie Wonka Bar. She literally could not get enough of it. She continued bobbing back and forth until Eureka! Mike moaned from deep inside his gut. She had all of him, every millimeter was inside her mouth and down her throat. She played with his ball sack one hand, the other priming her pussy for the fucking she needed. His balls were the size of a mature apricot. She wanted that sweet nectar again and Mike would have shot down her throat, but Cyndi wanted his baby maker buried in her pussy. She removed him from her youthful mouth. It was surreal as Mike watched her slide away from his massive member. He could have sworn he was an inch bigger coming out of her delectable mouth, than going in.
Mike let her lead him from the bathroom to the bed by his hard throbbing cock. Letting go of his member, she ran and jumped on the bed. She bound up and as if it were a trampoline. Her tiny hard tits shook as she bounced. Small and firm, there was a subtle jiggle, but mostly shook up and down. Her areolae were were pouty and pointy. Their mere appearance begged Mike to suck them into his mouth. Instead, he gazed at their beauty as she jumped up and down. Cyndi was giggling as she playfully teased Mike provocatively. The last few weeks had been a drain on her. Being on her own, not knowing where she was going to sleep or where her next meal was coming from had taken its toll. While she was doing adult things, she was also being allowed to be a kid. This brought an inner peace to her soul. It gave her a minor sense of stability. Something she had not known for a very long time. Maybe even, ever.
Normally, Mike would have been appalled at such childish behavior. He would have gotten mad if Sam had behaved like that. No matter if it were at home or in a motel room. Since, he had gotten into the role play so deeply, it allowed him to reflect. Hopefully, he introspectively thought, he would lighten up as a parent, and remember it’s ok for a kid to be a kid. That thought led him to another. He was thankful this little waif, rag muffin if you will, came into his life. In fact, he was hoping he could introduce her to Sammy. Weird as it sounded, Sam had always wanted a sister. He and Susie couldn’t have children. Both Sam and Susie almost died during childbirth. Susie had her tubes tied shortly after. Partly the reason Sams real dad left. Back to reality... Well, Mikes fantasyland anyway.
Cyndi turned facing Mike and jumped one final time. Landing prone and legs spread, she curled her finger motioning him forward, then pointing to her pussy. Eat me, she whispered. Eat my pussy daddy, eat my pussy she commanded in a sultry but sensuous voice.
Mike thought to himself, even a ‘man of the cloth’ would have a difficult time saying no to her. Mike fell to his knees and stared at possibly the most enticing and enchanting pussy he had ever seen. She spread her lips, exposing her wetness. Her slit was narrow and small. He was intrigued, wondering how his massive cock, one, fit inside and two, didn’t rip her wider. Again she commanded him, this time it was, please eat my wet pussy. Her tone was that of desperation. The words rang in his head. This budding girl was almost begging him to bury his face in her loins. He obliged her. Mouth open, he sucked her left labia into his mouth, skillfully running his tongue between the inner and outer pussy lips. DAMN! She tasted so good. The poor girl quivered as his tongue ran its entire length.
She cooed softly. She dare not move because it felt so good. His thumb pulled back the clitoral hood, exposing the compact bundle of nerves for his forefinger to strum. She could no longer control her movements. Her hips churned slowly as Mike expertly teased her clit. His mouth moved to other pair of lips. Again he parted them with his tongue. Cyndi continued to slowly writhe. Mike moved in unison with Cyndi’s motions. OHHHH! YEESSSS! She exclaimed. Cyndi began pinching the large areolae of her sensitive nipples. Rolling the hardened flesh beneath, Cyndi began fantasizing having a third person exploring her youthful body, but most of all some sucking her nubile breasts as Mike was so expertly eating her saturated pussy. If she could reach them she would suckle them herself. Her tiny buds were just out of reach of her out stretched tongue.
Mike teased her clit, by running his tongue all around it. Occasionally he would graze the love bud. She was churning her hips trying get Mike to put it in his mouth. She wanted him to suck it. Mike knew what he was doing. After a couple minutes of teasing and a couple subtle trips through her drenched slit, he slowly moved the hood back. Her joy button was coming out of the shadows. Growing, beneath his tongue. He could still taste her girl juices. He loved the smell and taste of her cunt. Between the smell, taste and growing love button, his cock was hard as a rock. He began dry humping the edge of the box springs as he knelt on the floor. Cyndi wanted release. She lifted her hips off the bed, in an effort to push her clit in to his mouth.
Mike accepted her gift and started sucking the nub into his mouth. Placing it between his teeth, but not biting, he began stroking it gently, with his tongue. He increased his tempo and had her almost to the edge of orgasmic bliss. Like an opera singer holding a note, Mike held her right at the edge. Knowing he had complete control of her orgasm, he went straight for the jugular. He increased the speed of his flicking tongue. Then like a cobra striking his prey, Mike quickly inserted two finger inside her well lubed twat. In an instant his two fingers were massaging her G-spot.
Uncontrollably her hips bucked and thrashed. Then it happened, stream after stream of wet fluid ejected from her vagina. Mike pull his mouth away from her but kept hitting the G-spot with quick strokes. He positioned his face to catch her cum juice.
Cyndi was screaming obscenities. I’M GONNNNAAAAAA FUCKING CUUMMMMM. OHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYY FUUUUCCKKIIINNNGGG GOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD! OOHHH MYYYY FUUCCKKKING GODDD! After 7 or so thick streams, her orgasm resided. Her pussy walls were still convulsing on Mikes two fingers. She kept repeating over and over, what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? Then, in a voice that was both angelic and demonic she said. FUCK ME NOW!!!
Mike removed his soaked fingers, stood up and took his cock in his hand. Yes baby I will fuck you. I will fuck that tight pussy. I will fuck you all night, if that’s what you need. Cyndi moved closer to the edge of the bed, pulled her knees back and grabbed his thick cock. She guided him to entrance. He plunged inside. There was no working into it. It was straight in, straight to the deepest recesses of her love canal. He could still feel her pussy quivering around his massive mountain of cock. There was nothing slow and sensuous. This was raw animalistic brutal fucking. Cyndi was meeting him with equal upward thrusting. She still had her hands on his ass and pulling him into her. Pubic bone was meeting pubic bone. Cyndi knew shew was going to cum again. Her tits ached to be touched and like a mind reader, Mike squeezed them. He squeezed them hard. The hard flesh under areolae rolled in his palm as made fists. Then he took one in his mouth, devouring as much as he could. This was enough to send Cyndi over the edge. Again she thrashed about like the wanton slut that she was becoming. Mike could not handle it either. He started pelting the walls of her quaking cunt with cum stream after cum stream. When he pulled out, an enormous amount of cum poured out of her spent muff. Beneath her, the sheets were soaked. Mike went back inside with his still hard cock. He picked up, cock still inside. He walked her to the other bed fell onto the bed. Cyndi lay on him as his cock softened. She was wore out. She lay her head on his chest. She fell fast asleep with Mikes tool still in her.
Cyndi began lathering the sponge. She bit the left corner of her lower lip as she closed her left eye and tilting her head. She was devising a plan, a plan that went far beyond her exploitation of the evening. She cocked a concupiscent smile up at Mike. Daddy, are you ready for your baby girl to wash your wondrous body? Her faint frame paled in comparison to his. Her mere 4 ft 10 inches put her lips just above his nipples. While Mike was no longer athletic and was cat tying few extra pounds, he was still cut and rather buff. Cyndi used the spread between her thumb and forefinger to cup the underside of his pectorals. Ummmm daddy, you’re so strong. She took a nipple in her mouth, swirled her tongue around the nipple as she gently squeezed his hard chest muscles.
Mike moaned. He started feeling that perplexing stir in his loins again. His flaccid phallus was beginning to wake. His thoughts moved to his recent sex life, or the lack there of. Sex with Susie was not quite the same. The last time he had two orgasms in the same day was like ancient history. This little drifter was working him into a third go at nirvana and who knew where she would stop. He had actually thought about going to the doctor to get a little blue pill. He thought something was medically wrong. He knew now, nothing was wrong with him. Well, if being a dirty pervert isn’t considered. Never in the recent past had he experienced erections like the ones today. Never had his orgasms been so intense and powerful. Just the thought of this depraved girl rubbing his chest and suckling his nipples sensuously was working him up. It wasn’t just a thought though. It was happening. He could feel her small hands, almost admiringly, exploring his body.
She was now rubbing his shoulders with the soap filled sponge. She washed his neck. Stretching to reach the back of his neck. Pressing her pubescent diminutive boobs hard into his torso. They felt like baseballs pressing into his tanned tummy. His cum gun was growing fast between them. Ummmmm, she said. Daddy likes Sammy’s titties pressing into him, huh?
He was at a loss of words. All he could mutter was un huh. He tilted his head back as the water from the shower beat against his lower back and buttocks. He was lost in the moment,eyes closed, imagining it was really his darling daughter washing him. It was Sammy soaping his now throbbing cock. It was Sammy stroking him with a sponge. It was Sammy slowly squeezing his cock head, letting it slip gradually through her fingers. Ohhhhh! Sam, ohhhhh, baby! That feels so damn good. Don’t stop daddy loves you, so much. OH MY GOD SAM!
She was squeezing pre cum out and swirling it all over his enormous cock head. Cyndi was enjoying playing with his juices. Turn around daddy, lets rinse you off. Cyndi stood behind pressing her small nubs into his back. She was stroking him slowly, as she kissed shoulder blades. Ummm, daddy I love how you feel in my hand. Your thing is soooooo biiiigggg. I remember watching you put it inside mommy once. It scared me. I could tell mommy liked it though. She kept moaning and twisting. I got scared and went to bed. I am scared now. I want so much to make you happy, but I am afraid. I am afraid I won’t. That I won’t be able to make you... you know, make you... make you cum.
Baby doll, Mike said. I just want you to enjoy yourself. I want you to feel good. This is all about you, he continued. I can guarantee you, if you are feeling good, daddy will cum. See how hard you got daddy? Mike took his cock in his hand, turned around and began playfully slapping her nipples with it. Come on Sam, let’s get dried off. They stepped out of the shower. Her eyes glued to his cock. Mike began toweling his make-believe daughter. Cyndi hung a towel on his erection. It barely moved down. Then she pulled it down as far as it would go. Swiftly she let go. Like a catapult the towel flew off his hard shaft. Cyndi giggled.
After slapping his belly It bounced a few times. It came to a quick standstill, pointing straight out. Nearly in same position as before her playful experiment. Cyndi could not help herself, she got on her knees before him and took him into her tantalizing mouth. She sucked his bulky cock head into her mouth. Stroking his cock and like a seasoned strumpet, she began moving back forth, taking more and more flesh inside her skillful mouth. Cyndi was determined to take his thickness down her throat until her face was buried in his pubic hair. He seemed to get thicker the farther down she went her tender mouth was stretched tight. The corner began to burn, but Cyndi was determined to take it all. Mikes cock was by far the biggest she had ever had. She took it all in her pussy moments before. She was going to take it all in throat. Cyndi was in lust with his Willie Wonka Bar. She literally could not get enough of it. She continued bobbing back and forth until Eureka! Mike moaned from deep inside his gut. She had all of him, every millimeter was inside her mouth and down her throat. She played with his ball sack one hand, the other priming her pussy for the fucking she needed. His balls were the size of a mature apricot. She wanted that sweet nectar again and Mike would have shot down her throat, but Cyndi wanted his baby maker buried in her pussy. She removed him from her youthful mouth. It was surreal as Mike watched her slide away from his massive member. He could have sworn he was an inch bigger coming out of her delectable mouth, than going in.
Mike let her lead him from the bathroom to the bed by his hard throbbing cock. Letting go of his member, she ran and jumped on the bed. She bound up and as if it were a trampoline. Her tiny hard tits shook as she bounced. Small and firm, there was a subtle jiggle, but mostly shook up and down. Her areolae were were pouty and pointy. Their mere appearance begged Mike to suck them into his mouth. Instead, he gazed at their beauty as she jumped up and down. Cyndi was giggling as she playfully teased Mike provocatively. The last few weeks had been a drain on her. Being on her own, not knowing where she was going to sleep or where her next meal was coming from had taken its toll. While she was doing adult things, she was also being allowed to be a kid. This brought an inner peace to her soul. It gave her a minor sense of stability. Something she had not known for a very long time. Maybe even, ever.
Normally, Mike would have been appalled at such childish behavior. He would have gotten mad if Sam had behaved like that. No matter if it were at home or in a motel room. Since, he had gotten into the role play so deeply, it allowed him to reflect. Hopefully, he introspectively thought, he would lighten up as a parent, and remember it’s ok for a kid to be a kid. That thought led him to another. He was thankful this little waif, rag muffin if you will, came into his life. In fact, he was hoping he could introduce her to Sammy. Weird as it sounded, Sam had always wanted a sister. He and Susie couldn’t have children. Both Sam and Susie almost died during childbirth. Susie had her tubes tied shortly after. Partly the reason Sams real dad left. Back to reality... Well, Mikes fantasyland anyway.
Cyndi turned facing Mike and jumped one final time. Landing prone and legs spread, she curled her finger motioning him forward, then pointing to her pussy. Eat me, she whispered. Eat my pussy daddy, eat my pussy she commanded in a sultry but sensuous voice.
Mike thought to himself, even a ‘man of the cloth’ would have a difficult time saying no to her. Mike fell to his knees and stared at possibly the most enticing and enchanting pussy he had ever seen. She spread her lips, exposing her wetness. Her slit was narrow and small. He was intrigued, wondering how his massive cock, one, fit inside and two, didn’t rip her wider. Again she commanded him, this time it was, please eat my wet pussy. Her tone was that of desperation. The words rang in his head. This budding girl was almost begging him to bury his face in her loins. He obliged her. Mouth open, he sucked her left labia into his mouth, skillfully running his tongue between the inner and outer pussy lips. DAMN! She tasted so good. The poor girl quivered as his tongue ran its entire length.
She cooed softly. She dare not move because it felt so good. His thumb pulled back the clitoral hood, exposing the compact bundle of nerves for his forefinger to strum. She could no longer control her movements. Her hips churned slowly as Mike expertly teased her clit. His mouth moved to other pair of lips. Again he parted them with his tongue. Cyndi continued to slowly writhe. Mike moved in unison with Cyndi’s motions. OHHHH! YEESSSS! She exclaimed. Cyndi began pinching the large areolae of her sensitive nipples. Rolling the hardened flesh beneath, Cyndi began fantasizing having a third person exploring her youthful body, but most of all some sucking her nubile breasts as Mike was so expertly eating her saturated pussy. If she could reach them she would suckle them herself. Her tiny buds were just out of reach of her out stretched tongue.
Mike teased her clit, by running his tongue all around it. Occasionally he would graze the love bud. She was churning her hips trying get Mike to put it in his mouth. She wanted him to suck it. Mike knew what he was doing. After a couple minutes of teasing and a couple subtle trips through her drenched slit, he slowly moved the hood back. Her joy button was coming out of the shadows. Growing, beneath his tongue. He could still taste her girl juices. He loved the smell and taste of her cunt. Between the smell, taste and growing love button, his cock was hard as a rock. He began dry humping the edge of the box springs as he knelt on the floor. Cyndi wanted release. She lifted her hips off the bed, in an effort to push her clit in to his mouth.
Mike accepted her gift and started sucking the nub into his mouth. Placing it between his teeth, but not biting, he began stroking it gently, with his tongue. He increased his tempo and had her almost to the edge of orgasmic bliss. Like an opera singer holding a note, Mike held her right at the edge. Knowing he had complete control of her orgasm, he went straight for the jugular. He increased the speed of his flicking tongue. Then like a cobra striking his prey, Mike quickly inserted two finger inside her well lubed twat. In an instant his two fingers were massaging her G-spot.
Uncontrollably her hips bucked and thrashed. Then it happened, stream after stream of wet fluid ejected from her vagina. Mike pull his mouth away from her but kept hitting the G-spot with quick strokes. He positioned his face to catch her cum juice.
Cyndi was screaming obscenities. I’M GONNNNAAAAAA FUCKING CUUMMMMM. OHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYY FUUUUCCKKIIINNNGGG GOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD! OOHHH MYYYY FUUCCKKKING GODDD! After 7 or so thick streams, her orgasm resided. Her pussy walls were still convulsing on Mikes two fingers. She kept repeating over and over, what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? what the fuck was that? Then, in a voice that was both angelic and demonic she said. FUCK ME NOW!!!
Mike removed his soaked fingers, stood up and took his cock in his hand. Yes baby I will fuck you. I will fuck that tight pussy. I will fuck you all night, if that’s what you need. Cyndi moved closer to the edge of the bed, pulled her knees back and grabbed his thick cock. She guided him to entrance. He plunged inside. There was no working into it. It was straight in, straight to the deepest recesses of her love canal. He could still feel her pussy quivering around his massive mountain of cock. There was nothing slow and sensuous. This was raw animalistic brutal fucking. Cyndi was meeting him with equal upward thrusting. She still had her hands on his ass and pulling him into her. Pubic bone was meeting pubic bone. Cyndi knew shew was going to cum again. Her tits ached to be touched and like a mind reader, Mike squeezed them. He squeezed them hard. The hard flesh under areolae rolled in his palm as made fists. Then he took one in his mouth, devouring as much as he could. This was enough to send Cyndi over the edge. Again she thrashed about like the wanton slut that she was becoming. Mike could not handle it either. He started pelting the walls of her quaking cunt with cum stream after cum stream. When he pulled out, an enormous amount of cum poured out of her spent muff. Beneath her, the sheets were soaked. Mike went back inside with his still hard cock. He picked up, cock still inside. He walked her to the other bed fell onto the bed. Cyndi lay on him as his cock softened. She was wore out. She lay her head on his chest. She fell fast asleep with Mikes tool still in her.