They had done it one time, one time only and that was all it took. But Lydia knew in the back of her mind, it may have been the other time. That one other time.. With.. She closed her eyes tight didn’t want to think about it.

Lydia felt her body start to relax and slowly felt herself start to drift off. Enough of that, she won’t think about it.

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Lydia awoke with a start feeling a sharp poke, poking her in the chest and a flash light shining in her face. “Oh god.” She thought what now. She stared up at the hard face, and then down a bit more to the badge on his chest.

“Miss, sorry no vagrancy move on!” he said in a sharp tone.

“Yes.” Lydia nodded getting to her feet. “I am sorry.” she muttered looking at the ground.

“I will never understand you young women going to the most dangerous places in town when you run off.” The officer shook his head in disgust. “Go home if you know what’s good for you.”

Lydia nodded and quickly started to make her way down the alley and into the street, looking behind her to make sure she wasn’t being followed. It was the second time in three nights an officer had told her to move on. Lydia walked a bit further chilled to the bone vaguely aware that she wasn’t thinking clearly. Lack of sleep, hunger it was all taking its toll. In the distance she heard faint sirens, police cars, fire trucks, very busy city, which scared her when she was used to her small town.

Lydia heard the faint sound of a car coming up beside her. She walked a little faster but the car slowed. She heard the sound of the windows rolling down. “Hey you girl what you doing out here,” It was a male voice with a deep southern tone. She looked over, it looked to be a black male in his late twenties. Lydia picked up her pace. “Your homeless aren’t you, girl your gonna freeze to death.” Lydia turned and looked at the stranger a tear forming in her eyes trying to keep warm. “I got a warm car here its my home,” the stranger said with a grin. “and you need to get warm, I’ll let you in here for the night, get you some food, you just got to be a little nice to me. “

“What do you mean?” Lydia asked walking closer to the car. She leaned down to peer in. “Its so cold mister.”

“Not much baby you get in here and suck my cock, keep me warm and you will make it through the night. Its twenty degrees, I have some bologna.”

Lydia stared into the mans deep dark eyes and knew she didn’t have a choice. She had no where to go, nowhere to stay. Lydia nodded and walked over to the passenger side of the old car and crawled in.

“There you go baby see not that bad. Come scoot next to me we will find a place to park it for the night. My names Marcus what’s yours?”

“Lydia.” She stated coldly looking ahead at the road feeling her body start to warm from the cold.

“Pretty white girl like you shouldn’t be out there on that street Lydia.” Marcus laughed pulling into what looked like a deserted warehouse parking lot.

And Marcus was right Lydia was very pretty. Cool green eyes, long flowing red hair, curves in all the right places, she may have been eighteen but she certainly looked older and more mature. The only thing that may have gave away her age was the high school Senior class sweatshirt she wore on her back.

“I really need that sandwich.” Lydia begged as Marcus shut the engine off.

“Ok baby, “ Marcus leaned over into the back seat and grabbed what looked like a sandwich wrapped in newspaper. Handing it to her the bread felt old and stale but she ate it quickly for fear he would take it back. She hunched down in the seat and relaxed finally having a warm place to rest a moment.

She saw Marcus out of the corner of her eye still messing around with stuff in the back seat. He came back up front and lit up a long joint. Inhaling deeply he turned and laughed when he seen the expression on Lydia’s face. “Have some girl.” He said putting the joint in front of her.

“I’ve never..” She stammered.

“Come-on it will make the night pass easier, just a little.” Lydia took the joint from his hands and took a quick puff inhaling and then coughed the pot hit her lungs. She waited a moment and felt her body start to relax.

“Now for me.” Marcus said grinning at her “Don’t worry I can tell your not a street whore, but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.”

Lydia bit her lower lip knowing what was coming. She thought to herself wondering if there was away out of it, but she couldn’t see a way. She looked down as she saw Marcus undo the buttons on his jeans and pulled her closer. “Its ok baby I wont hurt you, just use that pretty little mouth and make me happy.”

Lydia reached over and reached her cold hands down into Marcus’s pants finding his cock she lightly began to stroke him. She felt a bit sick to her stomach, and her mind was crying no, but she knew what she needed to do.

“Yea baby.” Marcus moaned feeling her soft hands lightly stroke his shaft up and down. “That’s it be a good little whore.” She felt his hand on the back of her head pushing her down to his cock. She smelled him the moment her head reached his lap. Lydia pulled his cock the rest of the way out of his pants and lightly licked her lips. Her soft red hair fell around him as she lowered her mouth down upon his thick black cock.

Lydia had only seen two cocks in her life. She gasped at the size of Marcus. Just as she gasped she felt him ram his cock deep into her mouth pushing at the back of her throat.

“Suck it bitch.” Marcus moaned. Lydia cried out as she felt herself start to gag. She relaxed her muscles and pulled up her head. She lightly traced his member with her tongue licking lightly on the head tasting his salty pre cum in her mouth. She lightly licked down the base down a little further her tongue flicking at his balls.

She surprisingly felt herself growing wet. Her pussy which normally never responds was responding to sucking this cock. She pushed her mouth down once again taking all of Marcus in her mouth. Her sucking noises combined with Marcus’s heavy breathing. She could tell he was enjoying this cock sucking he was getting. As his excitement built she felt him start to pulsate one long thrust into her mouth, to the back of her throat she felt the warm salty semen spew into her mouth. The taste and the sensation new to her she felt herself start to gag. Marcus quickly handed her a tissue lifting her head she did the best she could to swallow the huge load he had given her.  A bit of his cum seeped out of her mouth and onto her lips.   He handed her a bottle of water she quickly took a drink.

“Good girl.” Marcus smiles. “Did that make your panties wet?”

“Yes.” Lydia admitted nodding her head.

“I’m not going to fuck you tonight sweetie, I have a woman, but I would love to see you play with that pussy. Get yourself off you little cum slut. Would you like that Lydia?”

Lydia nodded. “Take them pants down and let me see that pussy,” Marcus ordered. “And don’t be offended when I call you a whore, but baby after that, it is what you are deal with it.”

Lydia pushed her jeans off quickly looking around outside to make sure no one could see. She pushed her light yellow panties down next feeling their dampness. She leaned back against the passenger door and put her legs in the seat. She slowly parted her legs and moistened her fingers with her mouth.

“That’s It baby make your self happy.” Marcus begged. Lydia lay back a little more and spread her legs so that Marcus could get a full view of her tight wet pussy. She knew she was being very bad but suddenly she didn’t care. All she cared about that very moment was her orgasm.

She slowly started stroking her clit. Closing her eyes she felt her passion start to build. She so needed to cum. So needed the escape from the feeling it would give her. Rubbing herself faster in a circular motion she so wanted something inside of her. She reached down further and lightly inserted one finger into her wet gushing pussy. Lydia moaned loudly bucking her hips picturing Marcus’s hard thick cock in her mouth. Remembering the taste of his cum running down her lips and out of her mouth. She felt her finger being pushed away from her pussy opening as she still worked her clit. She gasped as she felt a hard object enter her.

“You looked like you needed help.” Marcus whispered pulling the object out of her pussy showing her the end of a hair brush and quickly putting it back in. “Your pussy is not good enough for my cock baby.” he whispered. “Fuck the brush.” Lydia moaned loudly as she felt her body start the quake. Her orgasm released and she felt wet liquid spurt out of her, as her pussy spasm’s clutched the brush in her tight opening. “Good girl, get dressed.” Marcus ordered. “You are just the type of girl the streets need.” He said with a laugh as he started the car to warm it again.

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Chapter 2

Lydia looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She had managed to get a quick shower in the truck stop showers. Marcus had given her toothpaste and a toothbrush,  samples of shampoo and conditioner,  and told her to get her filthy ass cleaned up. As she looked in the mirror she realized at least after a nights sleep she didn’t look so haggard as she had the day before. Her stomach had even ceased to rumbling after the breakfast Marc had fed her. It wasn’t much a cold biscuit and sausage a café had thrown out. Marcus had given her two options that morning,  go home, or with him to Memphis where the streets weren’t as dangerous. He had told her its where he’s from he was going to see his baby and his babies mama, his woman. He had told her she cant stay with him, but he would be around and about to see about her on the streets. All they needed was the gas money to get the rest of the way there.

She knew there was no way she was going to go home. There was nothing there for her. And while Memphis was four hours from home maybe she could start new there. So she agreed to help Marcus get the gas money when he suggested it. One time would not make her a hooker or a prostitute.  She wasn’t taking the money he was, so she wasn’t getting paid. She bargained with herself that she was not a paid whore. Even though the night before she had let a perfectly strange man fuck her mouth for a place to sleep.

Lydia met Marcus back outside of the truck stop. A large man stood beside him. He looked quiet greasy and a bit threatening. Marcus took Lydia aside and told her to go with the man he got fifty dollars. “What does he want?” Lydia asked.

“I dunno.” Marcus replied flatly. “You find out.”

Lydia followed the strange man to his rig and took the help he offered as she entered it.

“In the back.” he grunted. “Get the pants off I just got a few minutes, got to get back on the road.”

He sneered at her as she quickly removed her pants and panties. She saw the sleeper cab bed and lay down patting the bed beside her. He shook his head.

“Roll over whore I am not fucking that nasty pussy.” Lydia felt him grab her and push her quickly to her knees, bending her over forcefully holding her head to the bed she heard him unbuckle his belt and heard his zipper go down. “Get that ass in the air.” He said roughly.

“No I… Please no.” Lydia pleaded.

“Shut the fuck up bitch.” She felt him push her ass cheeks apart and forcefully push his hard cock in her dry ass.

Lydia cried out in pain feeling as if the strange mans cock was ripping her ass in two. She heard him spit on his hand and then felt a little moisture enter her ass. She cried out in pain tears rolling down her cheeks. She heard him grunt a few times and then he was done. She felt his body trembled as he came in her young ass. “Get out of here girl don’t know what your crying about you wanted it and the fifty bucks.” He punched her forcefully in the back knocking the wind out of her and then she heard him leave the truck.

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Lydia watched as the scenery went by. She was still crying from what the truck driver had done to her. Marcus kept asking her what he did. but she refused. After thirty or so minutes he had had enough and pulled off the interstate and took an old country road. He parked the car and looked at her.

“I want to know right now what you had to do, answer me Lydia!   You don’t want me to leave you here!” Marcus demanded.

“God he did my ass okay, are you happy,” Lydia bellowed out feeling her cheeks start to burn. “I had never in my life, never..”

Marcus patted the seat beside him and pulled her over to him. “I am sorry baby, I am here to take care of you while you are with me. Stuff like that gets easier. I promise.”

Lydia wiped the tears from her eyes and buried her face into his chest and let him hold her.

“Did it feel good at all describe it?” Marcus enquired.

“No it hurt, It hurt like he was ripping me in two. He was forceful and mean, he hurt me.” Lydia cried.

“Its ok baby lets make you feel better ok, like last night make you feel better. Will you do that for me.” Marcus asked.

Lydia nodded thinking it was very sweet of Marcus to be so caring of her feelings. She felt him unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down over her hips, he tugged at her panties and ripped them away from her. “Its ok baby you will feel better now.”

Lydia lay back against the passenger window once again and spread her legs for Marcus. “You have such a pretty pussy baby. Stroke it show me how you like it.”

“Mmm my clits so hard.” Lydia purred.

Marcus reached down in the floor board and picked up a corona bottle. “Lets try this ok baby?”

“I want you Marcus.” Lydia whimpered.

“No I can’t baby I told you I have a woman. Pretend this is me.” Lydia closed her eyes as she felt the cold hard end of the glass bottle enter her pussy. “Your such a whore baby, only whores will fuck anything to get off. Not good enough for my cock baby, come on baby get off for me. And maybe later you can earn us a steak dinner?”

Lydia moaned feeling her pussy start to gush again. Her body spasming, things she had never experienced before the day before. At that moment she knew she might just do anything for Marcus.

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Dinner was good. They had eaten right outside of Memphis. Lydia had scored the money off a guy for the dinner with out really doing much, Marcus set it up. This time all that was required was a hand job. Thankfully she thought to herself they had reached their destination. She wouldn’t be cheapening her body anymore. Never again she swore.

Chapter 3

Lydia looked around the cheap room and set on the bed with a sigh. Marcus had dropped her off down the street just an hour earlier. She wasn’t quiet sure when she would see him again or what she would do, but he had seen to it that she had a free room for the night in a cheap flea bag motel. She found it odd he was able to get the room freely but she didn’t question him. He had told her that after tonight it would be up to her to find a place at night, rather it be an alley, or a shelter, or even try to be nice to the men at the motel. But he told her to stay in the immediate area so that he could find her. He reassured her he would be checking in on her. Told her to do whatever she needed to do to survive. It was the only way to live out here.

Lydia crawled into the warm bed fully clothed, and quickly drifted off to sleep. She wasn’t asleep long however. Soon her dreams awoke her. Crying into her pillow she covered her head praying for sleep. Ever since the night her uncle had violently raped her she had the same dream over and over. She tried hard to shut it out, to forget about it. If it wasn’t for him, maybe she would go home. But with him there she knew she never would.

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Morning came early, but Lydia slept in as late as she could before she knew she had to be out of the room. When she entered the cold outside she knew she didn’t need to be spending the whole day outside. Lydia spent the day in thrift stores. At the first store she lifted a big book bag, at the second she stole long sleeve shirts stuffing them in the bag, running out of the store afraid of being caught. The third she lifted some pants and some undergarments, she had never stole a day in her life but she needed these things. The last thing she stole she really didn’t need, but a make-up kit sat on the shelf, she could tell it had been used, but she wanted it.

As night began to fall Lydia felt the first signs of hunger creeping up on her. No money she walked casually into a corner grocery and quickly grabbed some snack crackers running out as fast as she could and back down the street. Hearing “Miss wait!” Behind her. Lydia ran all the way back to the motel she had stayed at that morning. There was an alley way. She walked into the darkness and sat on the cold ground. Hungrily she ate the crackers her body shivering. She wasn’t ready to go to a shelter, what if they tried to convince her to go home! She layered her clothing with her new clothes and soon fell asleep. The first time she ever was able to sleep the whole night through on the cold ground.

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The next night Lydia returned to the same dark corner by the motel. The temperature had fallen even more drastically that day. When she could barely take it any longer she entered the motels lobby to try and warm her shivering cold body. The night manager looked at her coldly. “Miss your not a guest here you must get out.”

Lydia nodded bumping into an older man as she exited the building with a sob. The older man must have heard her sobs, because he turned and followed her out of the building. “Miss are you ok?” He asked.

Lydia looked at the man and sized him up. He looked to be in his late sixties, quiet grandfatherly. His leather coat was very outdated, the same could be said for his bowling hat, and patchwork slacks. He held a simple cane that was obviously used to help him get around. “No sir, I am not ok.” She cried. “If you help me I will do anything please mister just for tonight, anything.”

The man grinned understanding and told her to come with him. She followed him through the motel lobby ignoring the stare from the night manager. When they entered his room she had never been so relieved to feel the warmth hit her body.

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“So by anything you mean..?” the older man asked her rubbing his chin. Sizing Lydia up as she removed her layers of clothing to where she was down to her last layer.

Lydia nodded her head. “Yes sir anything.”

“What are you some kinda hooker?” He asked with a chuckle.

“No sir.” Lydia said looking at the ground.

“My name is John.” He said looking at Lydia intently, “What is yours?”

“Lydia.” She replied.

“Well Lydia I think I will take you up on that. You think you can handle this old man?” the old man laughed and cackled thinking he was pretty funny. “Go ahead make your self at home.”

Lydia watched as John left the room and heard the shower turn on. The old man returned in his white boxers and white tee shirt freshly showered. He smiled kindly at Lydia and told her to go shower he would wait for her. “Don’t bother getting dressed though.” He said with a faint blush.

Lydia showered quickly and came back out in just her bra and panties. The yellow panties that had been so soaked with her juices a few nights before.

John patted the bed beside him and she sat down timidly. John reached up and lightly stroked her arm. He traced his fingers up to her neck and then pulled her closer to him, pulling her closer and kissed her firmly on the lips. He didn’t really move his lips, didn’t try to part them with his tongue, but kissed her just the same. She felt his fingers move lightly down her neck over her cleavage and down caressing her breasts. “Your bra and panties please,” He whispered. Lydia quickly obliged. The old man stood and removed his clothing. Lydia felt herself blush seeing his wrinkled body. “I haven’t been with a woman in a very long while, not since my wife passed.” The man whispered.

Lydia immediately felt her heart go out to him. She stretched out her body on the bed and patted the bed beside her. He lay beside her and took her gently in his arms. Kissing her lightly on the neck he trailed his kissed down to her breasts, over her abdomen until he reached her pussy that was already growing quiet damp. She felt John resituate his body and could tell that he had his head over her pussy. She gasped loudly as she felt his tongue roughly flick at her clit not expecting it. Soon it felt as is the old man had his face buried in her pussy. Lydia gasped in pleasure. Grasping at the old mans head with one hand and the bed sheets with another. Over come with pleasure she bucked her hips.

“Oh god.” She moaned loudly feeling John enter her tight wet hole with his tongue. “DAMN.”

“Mmmm you like that?” John whispered stopping and laying beside her just as Lydia felt she might cum.

John hungrily climbed between Lydia’s legs. He moaned low and loud as she spread her legs wider for him.  As he entered her,  Lydia felt at first that it was soft.  Typical for an old man.   But gradually he stroked his soft cock inside her slowly at first, till she began to feel it harden. His slow strokes felt so good inside of her. She moaned gasping scratching at the old mans back. He steadily picked up pace. Lydia reached down and frantically began flicking and rubbing her clit as the man pushed in and out of her. Unable to stand it she came with a loud scream feeling her pussy throb around the old mans cock. This sent John over the edge and soon he to was throbbing inside of her spilling his cum into her pussy gasping for breath. “Sleep.” the old man said rolling off of Lydia. And that’s exactly what Lydia did in the nice warm bed.

The next morning the old man thanked Lydia for the night before. Which was something she was not used to. He gave her forty dollars and told her to use it for food, and not to look at it as a payment. She hugged his neck and quickly left his room knowing the first thing she was going to do was get a hot meal.

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Two nights more Lydia stayed with the old man. Just as night would settle, for two night she found herself sitting in the cold outside of the sleazy motel. For two nights he came to her and invited her back inside. But unlike the first night John wasn’t interested in sex with her. He just wanted to see that she was safe and warm. She learned the man was there visiting his family, but that it would probably be the last time he would see them due to the fact he was recently diagnosed with cancer.   And she was probably the last time he would ever enjoy making love to a woman.

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Lydia sat down slightly out of breath from the cold, just outside of the motel. John was gone now, checked out and headed home. She knew that tonight he would not be coming out to offer her the warmness of his motel room. Lydia hated the fact that she was sizing up every man that came and went from the motel. But she also knew she could not spend the night outside in the cold. If she had to beg another man to take her in for pleasure she would. She had hoped maybe Marcus would come around, but she had still not seen him. Before John left he gave Lydia a care package, looking inside she discovered the care package he had given her was really nothing more than four boxes of condoms. “You need to be safe.” He had told her.

Chapter 4

Lydia had seen the man in the black suit enter and leave the building several times that evening. One time he had left escorting a nice looking woman that looked to be about her age. Probably his daughter. She couldn’t help but notice what lovely brown hair she had. Lucky girl to have a father like him she had thought to herself.

As he left again she knew when he returned he was whom she was going to approach. He looked to be  important, most times entering and leaving he was on his cell phone, talking business, she couldn’t help but notice the wedding ring on his finger. Or the nice car that he drove. He had dark coal black hair, and beady dark eyes. Several times he had looked over at her checking her out.  Almost encouraging her.

When she saw him return she quickly stood. “Mister?” She said quietly trying to get his attention.

He turned and looked at her startled that the little waif was talking to him. “Yes?” He asked.  He had wondered how long it would take her to approach him, they all eventually did. Marcus never failed him. And the man paid him well. And Maria was always very pleased with what he brought back to town. This time the man thought, Marcus might need a raise.

“Mister…” Lydia started. “It is very cold out here.”

“Yes it sure is.” The man stated staring at Lydia coldly.

“Sir if maybe you could do me a favor and let me in your room a while, I would be more than willing to do you a favor, anything.” Lydia stated. “I am not a whore not a prostitute, I just need to make it through the night.”

The man looked at Lydia sizing her up with a shocked look on his face. Or what Lydia thought was shock. He looked a bit uncomfortable and quickly looked around to see if anyone was noticing the exchange taking place between the two of them. He already felt his cock start to harden at the thought of fucking this pretty little thing. But there was no way he was sharing his bed all night with a street whore. But he knew she would have a warm bed,  and sooner or later she would know his cock.

The man nodded and motioned for Lydia to follow him. The same night manager slammed her book down as she watched Lydia follow the man through the lobby. Glaring at the man and Lydia she sighed. The clerk gave the man a knowing smirk and went back about her business.

As soon as they entered the room the man roughly grabbed Lydia. Turning he around roughly kissing biting her lower lip causing her to flinch. Lydia backed away eyeing the man. “What’s your name” she asked.

“No pleasantries ok.” The man said harshly. “I am a married man, shouldn’t be doing this. But you offered yourself up so nicely. Even though I know you saw my ring. ” He roughly grabbed Lydia slapping her across the face. “You obey me…Understand?”

Lydia nodded as she felt the man rip at her shirt. In a matter of moments the man had her completely stripped and naked bent over his bed. He held her down forcefully with one hand around her neck mashing her face into the bed. Roughly he squeezed at her breasts with the other. “Fucking whore.” The man yelled pushing her face down harder into the mattress. “Tell me what a whore you are!”

“I’m a whore!” Lydia cried out feeling the mans grip around the back of her neck relax. “A dirty filthy whore.”

“That’s better.” The man stood up and told Lydia to lay belly down on the bed. She felt the man take what looked like bandanas and tie each of her hands to a bedpost.

“Mister please I’m not sure about this.” Lydia said wiggling trying to free her hands.

Lydia felt the mans hand come down hard on her ass. “You said anything!” he said.

In the next moment Lydia felt another bandana being tied roughly over her mouth. “Bite it he said, this will shut you the fuck up.” She felt the mans hand come down roughly on her ass again, stinging her making her wail in pain. Next her eyes were covered so that she could not see.

She heard the man raise off the bed and soon she heard him once again talking on his cell phone. “Hey man get over here to my room bring Bruce and Jenson and some beer I found you another little treat.”

It wasn’t long before Lydia heard a knock at the door. The man had not said anything else to Lydia. She had heard him laughing pacing the room.

She heard the man answer the door and heard a couple of men gasp as they entered the room. “Mike man what the fuck is this!” She heard a deep male voice ask.

She heard another mans voice say, “Oh wow! Another one?”

“Just a little homeless whore that was begging to do anything to be let in my room for the night. “ She heard what she now known as Mike say. She heard Mike walk over to the bed and roughly slap her ass. She felt the gag on her mouth being untied. “Tell them whore tell them what you are.” Mike said his hand coming down hard on her ass again.

“A whore.” Lydia gasped. “A dirty filthy whore.”  Tears stung at her eyes as the relazation of what was about to happen sunk in. 

“Mmm oh yeah man! This will be a party!” She heard another male voice say. Lydia counted four in all.

“I will be back in a while.” She heard Mike say.

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Lydia moaned out in pain as she felt yet another cock invade her bruised pussy.

She wasn’t sure how much time had passed. But she knew the men in the room were now quiet drunk. As the evening had wore on they had gotten rougher and rougher. She wasn’t quiet sure how many men from what she now knew was an out of town convention had entered and left the motel room. Her hands had been untied but all evening she had remained blindfolded as the men partied and abused her.  She didn't know what a one of them looked like.   She knew several different cocks had invaded her mouth, her pussy and her ass. One man she knew had already pissed on her, one had threatend to shit on her for being such a dirty whore.   She felt she may gag from the stink, wanted to black out to get away from the misery.   But they slapped her and told her if she passed out she would pay. 

She heard the man on top of her moaning and groaning in pleasure as he plunged his cock deeper and deeper inside of her. She cried out for him to please stop, but roughly felt the man slap her face and then heard him spit and then felt the wet slobber hit her face. The man moaned with pleasure once again as she felt his cock fill her already full and used pussy with even more cum.

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After a bit the room grew very quiet she knew the only man left in the room was Mike. She had heard him return a bit earlier. She heard him walk across the room and heard the bathtub start to run. She was pretty sure he had not joined in on the fun. He walked over to the bed and untied the bandana from her eyes. “Go take a bath. You stink!” He said coldly.

Lydia stood her legs weak and tired, feeling bruised all over. In the bathroom she saw that her lips her eyes were all red and swollen. There looked to be handprints left on her cheeks.

Lydia sank deep into the hot bath and closed her eyes trying hard not to cry out in pain. She heard the man enter the room. “I am going . I went to the desk clerk and paid the room up for one week, there is some money for you on the dresser. The key is on the nightstand. You earned it.” She looked away from the man and listened as he left the Motel room.

Once out of the bath Lydia found one thousand dollars laying on the dresser with a note. It read:

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A soft knock on the door woke Lydia from her slumber. She checked to make sure she had her money and everything hidden as she peeked out to answer. Marcus stood in the hallway the light from the hall barely making him disernable.

Lydia opened and let the attractive black man in so glad to see him she was so confused.

Lydia hugged him and cried into his neck as he patted her and told her everything would be alright.

“Baby you look a mess. I am sorry I didn’t tell you sooner about Mike, but he is a business man and so am I.” Marcus said releasing his grasp. “I didn’t know how you would take it baby, or if you were even up for the job. But after the old man,  we knew you were.”

“Marcus…I don’t understand.” Lydia cried feeling her heart start to sink.

“I told you you were a whore, nuttin more after that first night, And Lydia you can make a lot of money working for Mike and Maria. He pays me to find him nice not to used women and bring them here to meet him and work for Maria. And pays me well.”

Lydia gasped. She had no idea this is what Marcus had had in mind when he first left her at the motel.

I am going to be going back to St. Louis soon girl, I was hoping you would be real appreciative what I did for you and all.”

“I am Marcus.” Lydia sniffed.

“Well bitch get over here on your knees and show me!” He growled undoing the buttons on his pants taking his cock out and waving it at her. “Whore suck it.” Lydia felt herself growing wet as soon as Marcus said the words. Her pussy still ached from earlier but she so wanted Marcus. Wanted him badly. So she set to work to please him.

He still would not fuck her. Marcus’s cock was to good for that. A whores pussy would never be graced with his cock’s presence, that was his motto. But he had made her cum again and again, with things no pussy should ever see. Lydia knew after he left she would never see him again. She rubbed the cum with one finger that was still on her lips tasting him, wishing for one more time with him, but they had said their goodbyes.

Chapter 5

Lydia slept the next day the whole day through. Aching all over and suffering from exhaustion. She debated weather to leave the room, or stay and see what else she could earn. The money was very tempting. She needed it, she knew to get on her feet. She knew she would stick it out and do anything to get it.

But she was scared. She wasn’t sure of Mike and Maria wasn’t sure what they expected of her. Or how her “job” would work.

Mike was true to his words and gave her two days to recover. On the second day she heard a knock at the door. She opened the door and found a box sitting outside the room; it was nicely gift wrapped with a note.

Lydia opened the box and found a thin sheer black lacey undergarment, she also found a black leather collar attached to a chain. The collar had the words “Whore” etched in what looked to be diamonds. Also in the box were a pair of sheer black stockings and a black garter, and completing the outfit a pair of black high heel shoes. Black mascara, black eyeliner, and black lipstick also rolled freely in the box. Also a bottle of what looked to be pills. The bottle said. “Take one at seven pm to relax.” A few scented candles, and some glade, was the last of what the box contained.

Lydia began preparing for the evening early, she wasn’t really sure what to expect after their previous meeting. She prayed he would not be having all the men back in once again.

The black lace against her body made her feel quiet sexy and seductive. She noticed there was nothing to the panty line. It left her bare and exposed, her thin pussy hair showing freely. Also it didn’t cover her breasts completely, only partially up to her nipples, leaving them standing out cool and errect.   The stockings covered her legs emphasizing how long and attractive they were. She hoped she placed the garter on correctly, she had never seen or used one. Her red hair she brushed until it shone and left it long and flowing. The makeup she felt was an odd choice but she applied the black to her eyes and mouth as attractively as she could. Looking in the mirror she realized she looked nothing like herself. What stared back at her was all woman, and woman only. She reached in the box for the odd looking collar and fastened it securely around her neck. The words “Whore” sparkled dazzling her for just a moment.

At seven pm there was a knock at the door. She opened the door a bit annoyed to find the desk clerk there. She tried to cover herself as the clerk entered. “Take your pill dear, don’t forget. I am dropping off some food for the boss and his lady, be sure and light the candles.” She left as quickly as she entered leaving a cart behind her.

Lydia lifted the covers on the food to find strawberries, chocolate, crackers, cheese and in the wine bucket what looked to be an expensive bottle of wine. She lit the candles noticing immediately the air in the room smelled much fresher. She sprayed the glade. The stale cigarette smell was effectively covered up. Obviously the people coming were not used to the surroundings of such a cheap motel even though they owned it. So they were having her do her best to take away what might be considered a discomfort.

Lydia sat nervously on the bed waiting for her guests. She began to feel the pill start to take affect and she felt more at ease, her nerves were no longer as wrecked.

At precisely 7:30 there was a knock at the door. When she opened the door Mike and a very beautiful lady entered the room behind him. Mike shut the door locking it behind them.

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“You may want to consider this an interview of sorts.” The woman she had discovered was Maria, said to her. Mike handed them both a glass of wine. “I have very many women that work for me.” Maria said pushing her hair back and taking a sip of her wine starting intently at Lydia.   Lydia could tell that English was not Marias first language by her accent and tone. 

Maria was about five-four with dark black hair that fell to her waist. She wore tight slacks and a very low cut red blouse. She was very tan and looked as if she spent a great deal of time in the sun. Her makeup was impeccable. A very classy lady, Lydia could tell. Her fingers shown with diamonds. The only thing missing Lydia mused to herself was maybe a poodle or a small dog sitting in her lap.

“And they work for me in Florida, at a very plush resort.” She went on. “If you were chosen you would be a very lucky little lady. Good money and the tropics, who could ask for more?.”

“What.. what I be doing?” Lydia asked meekly.

“Keeping people happy. Very happy.” Mike laughed. “Sort of like the other night, but maybe not so much like the other night, but..” He laughed. “It could occur.”

“Oh I heard about that.” Maria snickered. “You were a very bad little whore, but I must say you wear the title well.” Maria narrowed her eyes on the collar around Lydia’s neck.

“But first I must see if you are worthy please get on your knees and stay there until I say you may get up.”

Lydia dropped to her knees and Mike walked over and attached the chain to Lydia’s collar. He looked down at her. “Tell her…Tell her what you are.” He said nudging Lydia with his foot. “And look at her.”

“A dirty filthy whore.” Lydia muttered.

“What I can’t hear you?” Maria said enjoying the spectacle.

“A dirty filthy whore miss.. Very dirty.” Lydia said looking up at her.

“Show me. Show me how dirty you are.” she said. “Rub your cunt on my husbands shoe. Rub it and get off. Do it. I want to see your juices on his shoe.” Maria sat down on the edge of the bed and helped herself to a fresh strawberry puckering her lips around it.

Lydia didn’t ask any questions. She could tell Maria wasn’t the type of woman to mess with. Mike walked over to her grabbing her by the hair and pushed his shoe up towards Lydia’s pussy. “Squat on it he said, rub yourself off.” Lydia squatted down and closed her eyes. She rubbed her pussy over Mikes shoe and tried to think of something to get her juices flowing. She thought of Marcus and his large cock. How bad she had wanted him inside of her. She moaned as she felt her pleasure growing as she masturbated against Mikes shoe and foot. She felt her pussy growing very wet. She ground herself into the shoe harder and faster, her breaths becoming heavier.

“Mmmm what a cum slut.” Maria purred as Lydia came moaning all over the shoe feeling her body quake once again. “Clean his shoes bitch. With your tongue.” Maria ordered. Lydia leaned down and lapped up her juices off of Mikes shoe. She found this quiet disgusting, but for some reason she did not protest.

“Good little slut. Much like a puppy you get a treat.” Maria purred. Lydia watched as Maria uncovered one of the trays one she had not seen. It looked to be a dog bowl filled with what looked to be some kind of mush or baby food. “Bark and then eat!” Maria ordered.

Lydia looked down at the bowl and felt Mike nudge her with his foot. “Bark Bitch.”

Lydia woofed the best she could and then quickly started to eat what she discovered was mashed up peas. This couple was beginning to make her very uncomfortable.

“Good Girl. Good little Bitch, female dogs, eat out of dog bowls,” Maria said patting her head.

“Fuck her baby I want to watch.” Maria told Mike. “And don’t you dare come on my husbands cock.” Maria said slapping Lydia across the face. And then she leaned down wiping the mashed peas off of Lydia’s face with a napkin.

Maria pulled at the chain and guided Lydia to the bed. Lydia lay down and opened her legs for Mark. He quickly undressed his cock already hard, he entered Lydia at his wife’s instruction. No foreplay. Maria ordered Mike to only look at her as she undressed.

Lydia glanced over catching a glimpse of Maria’s well toned body. A bit ashamed of her own body. Mike pushed in and out of her rhythmically but mechanically. Maria now fully naked lay on the bed beside Lydia. Lydia watched as Maria opened her pussy lips for Mike to see. And slowly she began to stroke her pussy.

“Think of only me as you fuck the dirty whore.” She heard Maria whisper.  She noticed Mike's gave never left Maria.  Lydia moaned loudly as Mikes cock started to spasm. Letting forth a forceful load of his cum his body shaking on top of her. He cried out “Yes” and fell on top of Lydia spent. “You may leave us now as soon as you recover.” Maria said patting her husbands ass gently. “I’m going to clean Lydia, and see if she really has what it takes.”

Mike soon left the room and Maria soon joined Lydia back in bed. Lydia started to protest and then thought better of it. This was a test.

“Good whores always get off on anything.” Maria said laughing. Maria lay beside Lydia and lightly licked her lips, she leaned into her and lightly brushed her lips against Lydia’s.

As quickly as Maria found Lydia’s lips she was down between Lydia’s legs staring at her pussy and lightly flicking Lydia’s clit with her finger. Maria leaned in and breathed in the scent of her husbands cum and Lydia all intertwined. She flicked her tongue out lightly lapping at Lydia’s wet pussy. Lydia moaned loudly not expecting the woman to want to pleasure her this way. She grasped the sheets and bucked her hips as Marias pouty lips kissed her pussy. The more Maria flicked her tongue the louder Lydia moaned. Maria moved down into Lydia’s tight woman hole and licked out all of her husbands juices. Lydia screamed loudly as she felt her juices release again. All over Marias pretty face. Her body shook. She didn’t know if she had ever felt an orgasm that was so powerful.

“Mmmm you dirty whore.” Maria giggled. “You got me all dirty. Now have you ever ate a pussy?” Maria asked.

Lydia sat up and shook her head no. “You can do it honey, just do what feels right, you know what makes you feel good. Do it to me, make me cum honey and you will be the perfect whore. Marcus said you had the makings of a good whore.”

“I don’t know if I can eat a woman…” Lydia stammered.

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Marcus drove quickly down the deserted country road. He had known all along that only one of the two girls would get to go to Florida with his boss. But this part always turned his stomach. The one that didn’t make it. The one that couldn’t make the bitch Maria cum. He prayed it wasn’t the red head. Prayed hard it was the smart assed brown haired bitch. He had really liked Lydia. He knew he would have to look to see what color hair was in the bag. Normally he would never look didn’t care. The bosses business wasn’t his business. He’s not the sick pervert that wanted to cover his tracks. He was just the errand boy. Why did so many girls have to end up like this, he didn’t know, but it wasn’t his problem to fix.

Marcus pulled the bag out of the trunk. Feeling for a head he tore at the bag. He shown his flashlight into the bag. The hair was brown.

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The day went on we watched the evening news then she asked me to rub her feet with baby oil, I was lost for word but I couldn’t be mean and say no so I went head and rubbed them her feet were nice looking for a old lady. My grandma started making a moaning sound it was kind of low but it was enough to make me stop. I looked at her face she had a big smile on it and her eye’s were closed so I figured I’ll go on to bed so I walked up the stairs and got in bed.

I woke up around in the middle of the night and I was thirsty, so I went down stairs for a drink. I walked bye my grandmas lazy boy were I rubbed her feet there was a wet spot in the chair, I turned on the lights and it was a big wet spot, it was like she spilled something but in the back of my head I was thinking she had a orgasm while I rubbed her feet so I just about got sick to my stomach. I got a glass of water and went back up to bed.

I was having a wet dream this cheerleader from my school was blowing me, so I giggled, it felt real I awoken to the moon light shining threw the room from the window. I then felt a worm hot thing wrapped around my dick, my penis begin throbbing, I reached for the light switch and touched a hard like object it had a weird fell to it so I brought it closer to my face to see it was my grandmas teeth I thought no, no it can’t be not my grandma.

I lifted the sheet up and there she was my grandma sucking my dick, her gums rubbing on the neck of my dick as the head of my penis was in her throat it felt so good I couldn’t pull her off of me I was in shock, she then licked my balls then slide her tongue up the neck of my cock all the way up to the penis hole she then stuck the tip of her tongue in my pee hole and licked it. My body started jerking back for more pleasure; I asked her “what are you doing grandma?, she kept sucking my dick, there was slobber dripping off my dick onto my balls each time she took my 7inch dick in her mouth I moaned I never had head like this before I been with only two chicks in my life and I never had head like this. Me being 18 and she being 77 and my grandma this has to be a dream. I grabbed the back of her head as she deep throated my cock pushing it down each time she lifted her head. I can fell the gums sliding up and down each blow she gave me. Then she grabbed my balls with a tight grip and left the neck of my cock out her mouth, and sucked on the head part, I can feel her tongue dancing around on my pee hole as spit pored out her mouth. I watched her as she jerked my dick with her right hand and my body moved with the same motion. Then she told me that she wanted me to cum in her mouth. I said no grandma, I thought it would just be fucking weird but this happing now is fucking weird.

She deep throated my dick, I stared moaning louder and louder my butt moving up in down in the bed as she wrapped her mouth around my cock, and I grabbed the sheet’s with my hands tightly as I laid there like a doll. There was a loud smacking sound as she sucked and licked my dick, slobber poring out all over my penis on my balls and on the sheets. I felt the head of my dick touch the back of her throat I was breathing fast I was about to cum so I pulled my dick out her mouth, it flopped out her mouth and wiggled around in a jerking motion. I started to squirt she jumped back on my dick with her mouth and took my load of cum, I held her head as my body realest my sperm in her mouth, she was sucking it all out of my dick I just laid there satisfied. My dick went limp, my grandma got up and looked at me with cum strings hanging out her mouth on her chin, and then she burped. I laughed and said grandma that was good. She told me sorry and that she had to do that because she hasn’t done that in years. Then she asked me did I like the gum job. I told her it was the best ever I forgave her for forcing her self on me and she asked if I was going to be mad, I said no long as we can do it again, she smiled and told me it’s been a long time since she had eaten some cum she left my room and I laid there in the dark wonder did this really happen.    

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It was 7:00, soon time to leave the house. She walked in the towel and critically overlooked her cupboard. She decided to wear sports pants, which were very nice, since they were very tight around her ass and kept falling down, showing off her poweful asscrack. Luckily, in school she had no uniform, and even though there were some school rules about clothing, and however crazy the teacher went about 6 grade girls dressing like sluts on Tverskaya, girls are always same.

Anna wore a hot tank top, which barely shower her belly, but offered a nice sight for her big bad breasts. As the usual routine, she sat on the bus and fell asleep listening to her ipod. In school she went to her normal classes - she was in grade 9, freshman.

First class went as usual, but she kept feeling the eyes of boys behind her drilling into her asscrack, which was showing some good 5 centimeters of its might. Horniness filled her, as she kept rotating bending over and getting up to sharpen pencils, get paper or just stretch. But it was boring, they guys did nothing and got nothing but boners.

Next class, chemistry was quite similar. This time behind her were Andy and John. They were quite different - Andy was a shy white kid and John was big black motherfucker. She pretended to ignore them, while accurately listened to her whispers, amused by Andy's discussion of her breasts and John's accurate descriptions of how he would rip her asshole and rape the shit out of it. Anna felt wet and proud. She was dressed up and she felt that she needs a reward.

She was about to turn around and start flirting with them, but then decided against it. If they wanted something, they should work to achieve it So she walked out to lunch with those thoughts. Bad thoughts.

She decided to take a hook to the bathroom so Anna went by the art room. Suddenly, somone pulled her in by the hand and closed her mouth with a hand. Before she could realize what was happening her pants were pulled off and her tank top was basically ripped off. Before her stood Andy and John both naked.

"What the fuck is going..." - Anna started but John ripped her underpants and bra off. Until the end of the incest, she could say a word. John placed his swollen dick, aimed it for her pussy and rammed it into her vagina like a knight breaking in into a medieval castle. Andy set her front up on the table, and before Anna could scream, a wet white dick was in her mouth, uncontrolably begging for attention.

John grabbed her by the hips and kept pounding onto her poor pussy like there in no tomorrow. Andy was shyly but firmly shoving his dick in her mouth, twisting and pinching her tits. After a few minutes of struggle, Anna decided that it would be just easier to participate in the fun willingly, so she started sucking Andy off and tried not to scream with the pain in her pussy.

Things got more intense when Alex came in. He was a fat kid. FAT. like a whale. And he wanked off to Anna's myspace pictures EVERYDAY. so basically he jumped on top of her (the art table barely survived), twisted himself and john and started intesely fucking her anus home.

Anna was just moaning, but now with the double penetration for her virgin genitals, she could hold the scream. She screamed and sucked, she couldn't breathe, she was dying with pain everyhwere, pain and sensation. The guys comed and switch at the circle.

Now Alex was at the mouth, Andy was beating her pussy, and John put his big black dick into her asshole and tortured it like a nasty man. Boys kept switching in circles as time passed and tehy came, Anna couldn't scream or move anymore, she came in and out of consiousness, so the person at her mouth would jsut mastrubate himself and come on her stomach, and just play with her body.

After about 4 hours of intense rape (school was already over and they missed 2 classes), the boys left, leaving Anna on the table, naked, having been comed 7 times in her pussy, 5 in her anus, 3 in her mouth and 8 all over her. She was sleeping.

 

Her name is Dee.  She’s 5’6” tall.  She weighed somewhere around 120lbs.  She had long black hair and a very full figure.  She wasn’t what I would call sexy but something about her attracted every single boy in school.  The girls hated her because when she was around guys would swarm like flies.  She was the typical girl next door.  If the one you lived next to had Chinese, Japanese, Spanish, German, and Brazilian in her. 

 

At the time she was 15.  We’d become close to each other the year before.  Her family had lost their father a few years back and I guess I filled that void for her.  But things change, and sometimes when they change you don’t see it coming.

It was 10pm when my phone rang.  When I answered it, it was Dee and she was crying.  Seems that her date tried to go father with her than she was willing to go.  She stopped him so he threw her out of his car and sped off.  She was stranded on the side of the road not exactly sure where she was.  She could only tell me that she was at a pay phone and the general area they had been in. 

 

At that time I was having dinner with some old college friends.  I quickly excused myself and went to find Dee.  It took me about an hour to get down to where she was.  It took me another ½ to actually find her.  She looked so scared when I pulled up.  I don’t think she could tell if it was me or not.  But when I got out and called to her she literally ran to me and threw herself into my arms. We stood holding on to each other for a long time.  Eventually she calmed down enough to let go of her death grip. 

 

We got back into my van but we didn’t go anywhere.  I asked her some questions and she answered but what I was going through my mind was something completely different.  For the first time that I’d known Dee I noticed how beautiful she was.  She was dressed in a tight fitting T-shirt and a skirt.  Her shirt had a V neckline and probably had showed a little of her ample cleavage.  But during her struggle her date had ripped it some so it showed even more of her breasts.  I hated to admit it to myself but I was completely turned on and had the hard on to prove it.

 

As she told me about the events of the evening I knew why he chose this area. Cars rarely came this way.  The only thing at the end of this road was an old abandoned quarry.  As she spoke she began to cry again.  I reached out to hold her hand, I guess she thought I was offering her another hug because she got out of her seat and sat on my lap.  I held her as she cried and I began to notice her perfume.  She smelled like ginger flowers.

 

I kissed her on her forehead and told her she was all right. I kissed her on her right cheek can told her I’d never let anyone hurt her.  I kissed her on her nose and told her she was my good girl.  Then as I looked directly into her eyes I told her I loved her and I saw a passion and a need in her that had never been there before. She leaned into me and our lips met.  As I kissed her I knew right then and there that everything I had just told her was a lie.  I was going to fuck her that night no matter what happened.  But I think she knew it too and wanted it just as much as I did. As our tongues intertwined in our passionate kiss, my hands moved to her tits. I felt them through her shirt.  She had no bra on.  As I massaged her tit she kissed me harder. 

 

We finally broke our kiss.  We were both panting hard. I asked her, “Can I have you?”  She smiled at me and nodded “yes”.  I spun her off of my lap into the back seat of my van.  I kneeled in front of her and finished the job her date had started.  I rip her shirt completely down the front. I dove in and began to suck on her nipple while massaging the other one with my hand. She wrapped her arms around my head and started to talk to me.  She told me how much she loved me.  How she’s wanted me to do this to her.

 

My hands moved down; under her skirt.  I slowly pulled her panties down until I had removed them completely.  I undid my pants and my cock was released standing rigidly at attention.  I laid her down and got on top of her.  I kissed her gently as my cock moved closer to her pussy.  I slowly entered her until I hit her resistance.  I plunged myself all the way into her taking her virginity from her.  She cried out in pain then bit my shoulder. I waited without motion.  Letting her get used to my cock inside of her.  Slowly I began to piston my cock into her. She responded by wrapping her legs around me and softly moaning. I began to suck on her neck as I increased my pace into her. Her moaning got louder.  “uuuhhhh, I love you”, “oooohhhh it feels so good”, “ahhhh, yes, oh my god yes”

 

My paced increased again.  I began to ram my cock into her as Hard as I could. I knew I was close to cumming, I wasn’t going to pull out of her.  At the moment I released my seed into her I felt her whole body tremble and she let out a huge scream.  I knew she had cum with me. 

 

We lay there together our bodies covered in sweat.  We both knew our relationship had changed.  Forever more we would be lovers.  We stayed there together for many hours. Just holding each other, touching, kissing.  Eventually I did take her home.  I gave her my shirt since I had torn hers to pieces. 

 

There would be many more nights with Dee. Our affair lasted 3 years; until she graduated.  She moved away to attend college.  Eventually she found someone closer to her in age, they got married and had 5 kids.  Dee still comes home to visit me.  We’ll still have sex when she does.  I’m pretty sure that kids 2, and 3 are mine.

 

 

It was Kaitlin: ‘So horny x.’

I went over to the table where everybody was sitting and said “hi everybody”. Phil got up from the table and introduced to everybody. His mate was John; he was about the same build as Phil and the girls name were Jenny, Sue and Claire. They were hot all about 5.8 tall and size 10 great tans and nice tits on all. We had a couple of drinks and talked a while, and then Phil asked if I would like to go back to their house for a party. I said “why not let’s go”. On the away to the house Phil started rubbing my leg. My pussy was getting wet, as his hand moved up my leg, I just can’t wait to get him back to his house and fuck him hard. Well we arrived at the house and we all went inside. John got everybody a drink and some dope to smoke, it was good shit and the music started to play. All the girls were dancing together and I noticed that Jenny was kissing Sue and Claire. Well that was fucking hot to watch. As I was watching the girls play, Phil came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me and started kissing the back of my neck. I was getting turned on just watching the girls playing. Sue was sucking Claire’s tits, fuck it was turning me on. Claire had a great set of tits about C size with big nipples; Sue was sucking on one and twisting the other nipple while Jenny was fingering Claire’s bald pussy. Claire was moaning and groaning she had her hand on top of Jenny fingers pushing deeper into her cunt. As I was watching the girls Phil started playing with my tits, my nipples are so hard and sore just watching, my pussy was dripping down my legs. One touch of Phil’s hand and I could cum everywhere. I went back watching the girls playing, Sue had taken all Claire clothes off, fuck she was hot and so sexy. I then watched Jenny and Sue remove their own clothes. Sue had bigger tits than Claire about Double D, but sat up perfectly with big brown nipples they stuck out hard you could see how turned on she was and Jenny had small tits about b cup but still hot to look at.

Jenny was now lick and nibbling on Claire’s clit and Sue was licking Jenny’s pussy. I was in fantasy land when I felt Phil rubbing my pussy through my thong. He pushed my thong aside and started fingering my pussy. He had such big fingers, it felt like a big cock in my cunt, it was on fire as he went deeper into my cunt; I was Cuming all over his finger as he finger fucked me deep and hard. The girls looked over as I was moaning loud. I saw Claire get up and walk over to me, my mind was going crazy, I never had a girl before but now Claire lifted my dress over my head and I was standing with my bra and thong Claire went “mmmm” and started playing with my tits, I just closed my eyes and Claire undid my bra and started sucking my tits, fuck it was fantastic, Phil finger fucking my cunt and Claire sucking my tits, this is heaven. I open my eyes to see John in the room; he walked over to the Girls and started playing with Sue & Jenny.  Jenny got down on her knees and undid his pants. John had no underwear on and out sprung this huge cock about 9 inches long and thick. Jenny started to suck bit by bit, running her tongue up and down his shaft while Sue started playing with his ass. Jenny was now sucking on his balls; John just closed his eyes with pleasure as these two girls went to work on him. Fuck Jenny can suck cock right down to his balls. John just groaned out loud and Sue licks his ass.  Claire was now on her knees licking my pussy, as Phil is still finger fucking my cunt. I felt my second orgasm cuming, quickly Phil took his finger out my pussy and started kissing my neck and down my back the feeling was great sending shivers down my spine. He has reached my ass and started to lick it, never had anybody licked my ass before, but fuck me dead it was heaven. Claire stood up and started to kiss me on the lips, this was the first I had tongue kissed a girl with my cum allover her lips. She was a great kisser it drove me wild.

I look over to John and the girls. John was on the floor and Sue was sitting on his huge cock bouncing up and down like a wild woman saying “Fuck me, Fuck me, yes ram that big cock deeper, I’m cuming yes, fuck! Fuck.”  John thrusting his cock deep into Sues cunt, it was so wet and you could see it all and jenny was now sitting on Johns face rubbing the pussy juice allover his face she was cuming too!

Phil told me to get down on my knees which I did and I undid his pants to see a big 11inch cock. I went fuck how can I suck that. I started sucking the pre-cum off this huge cock when Claire grappled his cock and swallowed it right down her throat and back out again and shoved his cock in my face for me to suck it was hard and fucking thick. I try sucking his cock right down as Claire had, but only about 4 to 5 inches. I started to share it with Claire swapping his cock as we kiss, it felt fucking fantastic as I was sucking this huge cock Phil held the back of my head forcing it deeper down my throat and did the same to Claire. Phil said he was about to cum and stroked his cock hard up and down and then sprayed loads of cum over my face, so much cum that Claire had to lick it off my face. As this was happening the rest of the crew came over to us and we all started playing with each other. John layed down on the carpet and Jenny told me to sit on his huge cock. Fuck it was so big, it stretched my pussy so wide, I never felt something so big, fuck it hurt but a good hurt. I was getting used to the size of Johns cock and started fucking him slowly, with the girls kissing me and playing with my whole body, it was great to be the centre of attention. I was now fucking John harder and deeper, fucking so hard I thought I would pass out. I started to moan louder and louder, my pussy was cuming so hard when saw Phil’s cock hard again, in my face. I started to suck it too at the same time. I can’t believe how good this is. Next thing l feel Sues tongue licking my ass out, fuck this is unbelievable as my cum juice was running down John balls, Sue was licking up all my cum and back to my ass. Sue stopped licking ass and started to finger my ass, fuck it was so tight slowly easing one finger at a time she would wait for a minute then start to move it in and out, fuck it felt good. I was so full it’s hard to explain it. I was cumming everywhere like I have never cum before. Then Phil took his cock out of my mouth walked around to my back, I went shit that big cock in my ass, no way he’s gonna get it up there. He went to the other room and came back with some KY gel. Sue took her finger out of my ass and Phil rubbed some KY on my ass, shit this is going to hurt like all fuck. The girls all came around started sucking my tits and kissing me so it wouldn’t hurt so much. I felt the tip of this huge cock against my ass hole pushing slowly into my ass inch by inch. He would stop for a minute to let me get used to it and then push more. Fuck it hurt but I was so fucking full. Phil and John started fucking in out in out faster and faster, the girls were licking and biting me all over. I was cumming like a wild animal being fucked senseless. They fucked so hard that l blacked out for minute, I felt John starting to cum in my pussy. I felt this huge shot of semen hit my pussy wall which made me cum hard again, then I felt Phil shoot deep into my ass with his hot load semen. We laid there for while until John and Phil’s cocks went soft and popped out. I lay on my back to rest, when the girls started licking the boys cum out of me. Fuck what an end to a night.

So anyway, at about eleven o’clock, Callum, Liam, and Josh went up to the loft to bed. That left me, Ollie, my dad and Ali. I thought it might be nice if we left my dad and Ali alone for a bit, so I asked Ollie if he wanted to go upstairs and listen to some music. I wanted to make an effort to get to know him, for my dad.

Before I get carried away, I should describe Ollie. He is 16 too, about 5ft 8”, blonde hair, blue eyes. He’s a bit of a rocker, and was wearing a tight t-shirt with a band on it that showed his muscles, and a pair of no-ass jeans so big that you could see his boxers!

So anyway, we climbed the two flights of stairs to get to the loft, the only room, apart from the ground floor, that was accessible. When we got to the top, I realised that if we played music, or something similar, we would wake my brothers.

‘hmmm...bummer,’ I whispered!

‘yea.’ he whispered back. ‘so, what are we gonna do?’

‘I don’t know about you, but I’m gonna go to bed,’ I said, quietly.

I turned around and walked back down the stairs to the first floor. Ollie was behind me. The bathroom was at the other end of the landing, a short sprint away. We both glanced at each other. I began to run, but he rugby tackled me to the ground and started tickling me. Now I have to admit, I am the most ticklish person on the planet, so I was wriggling around and screaming at the top of my voice! It took me a while to get my senses back, but once I did, I realised that Ollie wasn’t just tickling my stomach; his soft hands were skimming over my breasts and going as low as my thighs. Once he realised that I had stopped laughing, he looked up at my face. I gave him a fake ‘what the hell do you think your doing’ look, and he immediately let go of me. I grinned, and legged it to the bathroom laughing out loud, as he chased me down the landing. I got there first and jumped around to slam the door in his face, but he stuck his foot between the door and its frame so it wouldn’t shut, then shoulder barged it open, then closed it and locked us both in.

‘Ollie, what do you think you’re doing?! I need to get changed!’ I yelled at him.

‘Its alright, I’ll turn around,’ he said back, turning around.

I took my top off, revealing a black lace bra before realising that the little git could see my reflection through the mirror that hung on the wall! ’right,’ I thought. ‘That is it!’ I bent down and slipped off my jeans, revealing a matching pair of black lace French knickers. I heard him gasp. My hands snaked behind my back and unclipped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. My tits bounced, my nipples immediately hardening due to the night air. I traced my fingers over them, then down to my abs, then hooked my thumbs under the elastic of my knickers and pulled them down. I heard Ollie gasp again and caught his gaze through the mirror. I smiled, seductively and watched him turn around, in awe of my naked body. I rocked my hips as I walked towards him. I saw his bulge through his jeans. A few feet away from him, he reached out to touch me. I stopped, bent down and picked up a pair of hot pants and a strap top from my bag on the floor, put them on, reached up and kissed his cheek before stalking out of the door and up the stairs to bed. Half way up the stairs, I felt Ollie grab my hand. I turned around.

‘Yes?’ I smiled sweetly.

‘I just wanted to say that…ummm...your beautiful,’ he whispered, hoarsely.

‘yea, I know,’ I said, before walking up the stairs again. He pulled me back..

No, really. You are really beautiful.’ I stopped. For some reason, I thought he was joking. Now I knew he wasn’t. And I knew for definite when he leaned in to kiss me.

He shoved me up against the wall and planted his lips onto mine. I kissed him back and let his hands roam over my body. I felt his tongue sneak an entrance to my mouth and dance with mine. We collapsed up the stairs, still attached by our mouths, and found our way to the mattresses that had been lain down for us. He fell onto them, and I jumped onto him, pulling him close, shoving our mouths together. He was making me so hot I didn’t even care he was my step-brother. I broke the kiss to rip off my top. Again, he looked in awe at my tits. I lowered a nipple to his mouth and moaned softly as he kissed, licked, sucked, and nibbled on it. I gave him the other one whilst massaging the first. It felt so fucking good! I could never give myself pleasure so intense. I climbed on top of him, and I could feel his hard dick rub my slit through his jeans and my hot pants. I sighed, before looking up at him and grinned seductively. I slid to in between his legs and my hands began to fiddle with his belt and zip. I tucked his jeans off him and slid down his boxers revealing the most gorgeous dick I have ever seen. It was about 8inches long, quite thick, and rock solid. I moaned loudly, before realising that shit! My brothers were asleep on the other side of the room. To be honest, that just turned me on even more. Ollie didn’t seem to mind as I lowered my lips to his cock. I showered his tool with kisses and then sucked its head like a lollypop, letting my hand massage his balls. He managed to stifle a moan, as I relaxed my throat and let him enter. I felt my nose being tickled by his pubic hair and then used my tongue and throat muscles to stimulate him. My hands fondled his balls, until I felt them tighten.

‘I’m gonna cum!’ Ollie whispered hoarsely, his head tilted back breathing heavily. He tried to pull out of my mouth but I held him there. I ticked his head with my tongue, as I felt jets of hot salty cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it all, before moving my head away and licking my lips.

‘mmmm,’ I whispered. ‘just gorgeous!’

‘oh my god! I can’t believe you just did that!’ he whispered, looking over at my brothers who were still sleeping. I laughed, sleepily. Id suddenly become really tired.

‘now its time for me to return the favour,’ he said.

‘mmmm, but not now. We’ve got all of tomorrow and I’m tired.’ I replied.

‘alright. Well, thank you!’

‘its alright.’

As I drifted off to sleep, I felt strangely contented and happy, curled up on Ollie’s mattress. I could tell he wasn’t tired, but I liked the way he was looking at me so I didn’t tell me to stop. He played with my hair and showered my neck with kisses as I fell asleep…

Part two coming soon.

 

That tactic seemed to work, as my erection died off and the front of my trousers resumed their normal appearance. We walked out of the front door of the terminal and towards the waiting shuttle bus. It would take us to the parking area and her car. As we boarded the bus, I should have remembered the old practice of the men going up steps first to avoid the lady being embarrassed. I watched as she climbed the step up into the shuttle. As she stepped up, her short skirt rode up enough to see the dark lace at the top of her stockings. I though to myself that at least she wasn’t wearing those hated pantyhose. I climbed up into the bus and took a seat beside her for the short ride to the car. I thought that if I kept busy in conversation, I could avoid having another embarrassing moment. We talked about the changes in the area since I was a youngster. She asked when the last time was that I saw my home town. I told her it had been about four years since I came home to attend my mother’s funeral. I told I couldn’t believe how much the are had changed since I was a boy. The mills had all shut down when we started importing cheap steel from the Japanese. She then told me that it had gotten much worse and that I would see a lot of closed up stores in the downtown area. She unlocked the passenger door and then walked around to unlock her trunk. I put the suitcase inside and shut the lid as she went for her door. I opened mine and started to slide in and she did the same. As she slid into the driver’s seat, her skirt rode up and I could plainly see her black lace panties. I also reinforced my thinking of earlier at the bus that she was wearing stockings instead of pantyhose. They were the type with elastic lace tops that didn’t need a garter belt. Those were the prettiest legs I had seen in a long time. After starting her car and adjusting her seatbelt, she reached down and pulled her skirt down to where it was covering her. A sly hint of a smile was on her face as she put the car in reverse and backed out of the space. We drove to the gate, where Becky handed the attendant her validated ticket and then smoothly pulled out onto the highway. As we drove, I could see her beautiful legs moving from pedal to pedal as she shifted gears. Each time she lifted her left leg to work the clutch, her skirt moved ever so slightly upwards.

 

Becky struck up a conversation, asking if I was married and if so where was my wife. I explained that my wife had died only last year of cancer and I was staying with a daughter. She then asked how old my daughter was and I answered that she was thirty five years old and the mother of two boys. Becky smiled and said she was thirty eight and had married but her husband had been killed in a hunting accident almost twenty years ago. They had only been married a year when he had fallen into an abandoned mine vent shaft that was concealed by some bushes. She then told me that she had never remarried, choosing to move back in with her parents and help take care of her father. He had been shot in Viet Nam and was paralyzed. She now had her parent’s house as her father had passed away and Mom was in a nursing home. She added that sometimes the house seemed almost too big for her.

 

Becky turned the car into the parking lot of the motel and stopped near the door. She unlocked the trunk and let me get my luggage out. She again grabbed my laptop case and we walked in the door to the desk. I gave the clerk my name and he looked through his reservation lists and informed me that he had no reservations for me. I showed him my confirmation slip and he said that he was sorry but there were no empty rooms and the same was true in the other motels, because of two reunions in town at the same time, as well as a convention for one of the churches. He apologized but that still didn’t get me a room. Becky suggested that I stay at her house, since she had plenty of room. I started to say no, but she insisted, so I walked back out to her car and we put the luggage back into the trunk. Noticing that it was dinnertime, I offered to at least buy  her dinner in repayment for her hospitality. She agreed and soon we were walking in the door of a very nice Italian restaurant. I ordered a table for two and was escorted back to the corner booth by the greeter. Becky and I sat down and waited for the waitress to bring menus and take our drink orders. I entered into a dialog of small talk, trying to keep my mind off those legs. We discussed the reunion and the declining economy of the area. She told me that she had a good position as a paralegal and was going to stay in the town as long as there was a town to stay in. Becky asked to be excused to go to the ladies room and slid gracefully out of the booth. She asked that I order her a coffee if the waitress came while she was gone. No sooner than she had gone from sight, the waitress came and asked for our drink orders and left two very attractive leather bound menus. I opened mine and could hardly believe the low prices of  the meals. I  looked over the choices until Becky came back from the restroom. I sat quietly while Becky glanced over the menu and told me the lasagna was to die for here. I told her the choice was decided then and we would both have it. We slowly sipped the coffee that the waitress had brought and again just chatted while we waited for the waitress. It was no time at all until she came to take our orders. I told the waitress that we both would have the lasagna, to which she asked if we would like a glass of wine. Noting the look on Becky’s face at the suggestion of wine, I ordered a couple of glasses of a nice red wine. We went back to chatting as we waited to be served our meals.

 

Our meals were soon brought to us and we ate our fill. It had been a long time since I had eaten a good Italian meal cooked in the Sicilian tradition. After the meal we declined the waitress’ offer of a desert, but let her bring us fresh coffee. We again chatted, Becky telling me of her life since her own days in school. After her husband died, she went back to school, majoring in law. She had taken a job in a law firm as a clerk but soon found herself studying to become a paralegal. During the conversation, she mentioned that her maiden name was Hunter. I gave it no thought and went on with our conversation. The waitress came by our booth and left our check, to which I gave the waitress my American Express Card. She disappeared to the front of the restaurant and quickly came back with my card and a copy of the bill for me to sign. Becky and I both slid out of the booth and after leaving a generous tip, I followed Becky out of the restaurant.

 

We got back into her car and buckled up. She thanked me for dinner and told me that breakfast was on her. We drove the rest of the way to her house and turned into the driveway. She parked in the carport and opened the front door of the house, reaching inside to turn on the light. I followed her into the living room and waited while she turned on a light in the hall. She told me to bring my luggage back to a spare bedroom. I wheeled the suitcase back the hall and into the room. I slipped out of my suit coat and hung it in the closet. She told me to go in and turn on the TV while she got a little more comfortable.

 

I walked into the living room and sat on the big leather couch. I saw the TV remote on the coffee table and turned the set on. It was set on Showtime and there was a very revealing movie on. I was used to watching even XXX rated movies, but not with a strange woman young enough to be my daughter. Just as I reached to change the channel, Becky came into the room and said that she had wanted to see that movie and would I mind if we watched it. I looked up at her and got a real surprise. She was dressed in a large pajama top and nothing else. I could see also that she had removed the stockings and wondered about the black lace panties. It wasn’t long till I was convinced she had removed them also. As she crossed the room, I couldn’t see the outline or shadow of any underwear beneath the thin top. She came over and sat beside me, curling her legs back under her. The front of the top was unbuttoned at the very bottom and her legs were showing to within a few inches of her womanhood. I tried to keep my eyes from looking down but was loosing the battle. As I looked downward, she moved and confirmed my earlier conclusions. She was nude beneath the top and her neatly trimmed bush was very much in view. Becky made no attempt to cover herself and was actually moving so that she was revealed even more. Without a word, she leaned over and gave me a soft, wet sensuous kiss on the mouth. Her arms were on my chest and I felt her tongue probing my mouth. I responded by feeling her firm breasts through the thin top. They were a lot firmer than I expected for a woman her age and the nipples were hard as rocks. She reached up without a word and began to slowly unbutton her top, revealing the most beautiful pair of breasts I had seen in many years. I looked down at her pussy and saw that it was beginning to get wet. Her legs were positioned so that I could see her very well. She pulled the top back off her shoulders and tossed it over the coffee table. She straddled my legs and began to unbuckle my belt, then slowly unzipped me. She moved and told me to raise my hips while she pulled my trousers and shorts down and let them fall to the floor. She again sat with her legs curled under her and began to slowly stroke my hard cock. She leaned down and put her lips on my cock and sucked it into her mouth. I was almost ready to blow my load when she told me to lay flat on the couch. I moved until I was flat on my back with my cock standing upright like a flagpole. She turned till she was facing my feet and began to straddle my body. As she leaned down to resume sucking my cock, she slid back until her pussy was inches from my mouth. I held her by the hips and began to lick her wet slit. She moaned softly and slid back even further. I sank my tongue deep into her pussy, tasting her sweet juices. I then probed with my tongue until I found her clit, which was hard and exposed so I could suck it. She began to rock her hips and ride my tongue harder and faster, sucking my cock as she did. It had been so long since I had been in bed with a woman, I was ready to cumm sooner than I wanted to.  A few more strokes on my cock with her tongue wrapping my cock as she sucked and I felt the cumm boiling up from my balls. She sensed I was ready to cumm and sucked faster and rode my face and tongue faster and faster. I suddenly felt my load blasting into her mouth. At the same time, she cried out and began to orgasm. She sucked my cock and swallowed every drop as her orgasm peaked. I could taste her cumm juice and sucked on her pussy to get every drop. She finally collapsed on me and lay resting as she tried to get her breathing back to normal. After a few minutes she leaned over and turned off the TV and suggested we go into her bedroom where there was a lot more room. I followed her down the hall after she switched off the light in the living room. She turned and stepped into her bedroom, pulling me behind her with her warm hand. She had the covers turned back before we even entered the room and led me to the huge king sized bed. She got on the bed and moved over, patting the bed with her hand to invite me to join her. In  the dim light of the night light just outside her door, I could see her naked body, her chest still heaving slightly from her intense orgasm. I lay beside her and put a hand on one of her breasts and began to roll the nipple between my fingers. She arched her back to encourage me to continue. I leaned over her and kissed the erect nipple and flicking my tongue on it. She pulled my head closer and told me to suck her tits. My hand began to explore the closely trimmed bush of fine hair covering her pussy. Her legs parted to give me greater access to her wet slit. I started to bend down and lick her pussy, hoping to get her to suck on my cock as I did. She pulled me back up and said she wanted me to fuck her hot pussy. Being the gentleman I was, I wanted to please the lady and climbed over to a position over her. I slowly dragged my hard cock up and down her flat belly and poked it at her pubic mound. Her legs immediately parted to allow me to gain entrance. I rubbed the head of my stiff cock on her wet slit and felt her lips relaxing. My cock immediately sank deep into her tunnel. I was surprised at how tight she was. Her tight pussy was like a vise, holding on to my cock as I took each stroke. I began slow, fucking her tight pussy with slow, deliberate strokes. After a few minutes, I was increasing the speed and power of my thrusting, trying to match her writhing beneath me. Her hips were lifting me with each powerful grind of her hips. Her legs had locked around my waist and were holding me close as we fucked. After the excellent blow job she had given me in the living room, I was able to go longer in her. I took hold of her legs from around my waist and played “make a wish” with them. That spread her wide open and allowed me to ram her until my balls slapped her ass each thrust. After a few minutes, she reached up and put her hands on my buttcheeks and pulled me close. She left out a cry of pure passion and began Cumming.. Her hips were jerking and she dug her nails into my ass as the convulsions peaked. Her actions put me over the edge and for a minute, we were both Cumming together. She was yelling out, “Yess, Yess!” at the top of her voice and then she surprised me by saying “Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me hard!”. I looked down into her face and saw a look of pure passion and pleasure. She had her eyes closed at that moment but then opened them as her orgasm passed and stared right into my eyes. She asked me if I knew a Kathy Snider from my high school days. I lay with my cock still buried in her tight pussy and Thought back. I told her that I did remember her and that we had a real thing going until I left for the service. Becky looked up at me and said, “ Well, I am the result of that real thing! I am your daughter and you just fucked me.. How does it feel to fuck your little girl? Was I as good as Mom? She said you popped her cherry and was the only boy she fucked till after she had me.”  I looked down at her and saw what I took to be a look of distain in her eyes. I pushed myself off to the side and sat up, expecting her to begin screaming or hitting me or something. I started to sit up and get dressed when she took my hand and told me that she had waited for years to do that with me. When she was a young girl, she had found a photo of me in a box of old stuff in the attic when I was playing. She had also  found some letters that I had written her mother, describing the act that resulted in Becky being born. I asked Becky to let me get to my wallet and I wanted to show her something. I picked up my trousers and pulled out my wallet and removed a small folded up piece of paper. I carefully unfolded the paper and flattened it out on the bed for her to read. It was a letter from her mother telling me that she missed me and loved me but not a mention of her pregnancy. I also pulled and old photo out of my wallet and handed it to her. It was her mother and me at our high school graduation. I had carried the photo and the letter all these long years in my wallet. I reached in and pulled another faded letter from my wallet and handed it to her. It was a Dear John letter, saying she had met someone else and wanted me to forget her. I told Becky that I had never forgotten her in those long years since she sent me that letter. I told him that Mom had moved to her grandma’s in Montana to have the baby and stayed out there for several years. She had met a boy that had accepted Becky and things looked good for a future. That boy married her mother and then was drafted into the army for the war in Viet Nam. He had been killed there and her Mom had moved back to our little home town, hoping the people there would think the baby was his.

 

Becky Started to cry and put her arms around me, holding me tight. She said she had dreamed all these years about making love with me and now she was afraid I would never want to speak to her again. I sat holding Becky in my arms and tried sorting this all out in my head. A part of me was angry for her deception and part of me was still a Dad wanting to comfort his daughter. Another part of me was thinking of the great sex we had just had and wanting more. I asked Becky if her mom was still alive. She told me that she had passed away only a few months ago and she had left the house and everything to Becky.

 

Becky got up from the bed and wrapped a thin robe around her nakedness. She told me to stay put until she returned. She went to the dining room and opened a big roll top desk and took out an envelope. She paddled back to the bedroom and handed me the envelope. It was addressed to me and in Kathy’s handwriting. I opened the envelope and took out a letter. I started reading.

 

The letter was dated several months before she died. It told me that she had written the Dear John to keep me from finding out that I had made her pregnant. It went on to tell me about the husband she lost in Nam and her struggle to support her and her daughter. The rest of the letter just went over the years since I had seen her. She did say that she moved back to our hometown when her father passed away, leaving the family home to her and that she had deeded the house over to Becky after she became ill.

 

By the time I finished reading the letter, My hands were shaking and tears were welling up in my eyes. I lay the letter on the nightstand and looked at Becky. She was sobbing quietly and raised her head up to look at me. She asked if I was mad at her for having sex with her knowing I was her real father. She added that it all started out of spite, but the evening we shared together just made her realize she loved me. She sold her house in our hometown and moved in with me. I have a nice little farm out in the country and we have a lot of privacy to do as we want. She has started to work as a paralegal in the town near our home and comes home in plenty of time for us to take care of the house and have time for some hot lovemaking. I have since changed my will to leave her the farm and all the furniture when I’m gone. I have to admit that hearing her call me Daddy while we are making love keeps me going. I suppose some would call us perverted and sick but we don’t really care. When I see her getting dressed in the mornings for work and she stands naked in our room while she picks out her clothes, I  get aroused like I did years ago. She keeps her pubic hair shaved and her naked pussy is always ready for me. When she comes home at night, her panties are in her purse and she is always ready to fuck her Daddy!

 

 

"What were you looking at?" she said in a soft voice.

"err the floor miss" he replied. She started stroking her legs. "Are you sure?" she said unconvisingly. It wouldnt be a crime to look at something else" she said.

She slipped of her shoes, Andy could see her feet through those dark nylons.  She put her feet on his groin, "do you like my feet Andy?" she said. Andy could hardly breathe, "yes" he said brethlessly. She put her feet on his face, they smelt so good! "Open your Mouth Andy" Andy did as he was told. She put her feet in his mouth they tasted so good. He sucked on them as Ms cole started groaning.

"take off your trousers" she demanded. Andy did as he was told but he kept her fet in his mouth. She slipped her feet out his mouth and started rubbing his cock with them.

"Oh Yes" said andy.

"mmmmmmmmm miss thats so good" he said.

She rubbed harder and harder, Andy could feel he was about to cum. "Miss get on the floor I want to cum in your mouth" he said. She got off the table and got on her knees. She spat on his cock then started rubbing it frantically with her hand. the cum landed all over her face she smilied and licked it all up. Andy got on his knees and kissed her.

"Good boy Andy" she said. "But I want more!". "I cant cum any more" he said. "Piss on meshe said as she unbuttoned her shirt reaveling round breasts. She then pulled down her skirt and panties. Andy grabbed her breasts, they were warm. He opened his mouth and started biting them. One of his hand slipped down her stomach and went into her wet pussy.

"Piss on me you little boy" she said moaningly. Andy didnty care what she said he got low and sniffed her pussy. It smelt foul. He put his tongue in her pussyand licked, she winced then stareted moaning.

She pulled away. "Whats wrong?" sad Andy. "Piss on me" she said sternley. Andy thought he might aswell forfuill her request. "lay down" he said. He stood up and pissed all over her body. She opened her mouth and started guzzling it down. Andy no longer wanted to fuck her as she was soaking in his piss. He put on his clothes and left her there on the floor fingering herself.

 

       Just then Paulette said she had to get dinner going and would be back later Tanya asked if she needed help and she said no have fun Tanya smiled and said ok thanks just then Tanya splashed a mountain of water at me and we started to play I chased her around the pool, every time I would catch her I let my hand slip and squeeze one of her tits or her ass she would just look at me and smile each time I did it .Now by this time my cock need some relief so I told Tanya I was done swimming and was going inside she asked if she could stay in for just a little longer and I said yes. I kept my back toward her so she wouldn’t see my raging hardon. I wrap the towel around me and rushed into the bathroom with the pictures and the touch fresh in my mind I jerked off so fucking hard I thought I was shaking the house, thinking how her tits felt in my hands brought me to my climax I grunted hard my knees got week and my head started to spin when I blew my load Oh my god I thought to myself I just jacked off thinking of my stepdaughter. The rest of day all I could think about is Tanya I need to feel her pussy I want to come all over her but how without hurting her I thought about it for many days and came up with a plan. I went to the video store and got some family movies I remembered Paulette had some vicodins in the medicine cabinet so I took out six of them grounded 4 up into powder and put then aside marked P then did the same with the other 2 and marked the with T. A couple of days went by when I notice a tampon in the trash I knew it was not Paulette’s.

 

    It was hot this day near a 100 deg at 8pm I put a movie in the cd player and ask if anyone wanted a nice cool ice cream float they both said yes it sounds good I just smiled and said yes it dose. So I got out the chocolate syrup and the chocolate ice cream and the 7 up I made my wife’s first adding the powder to the mix, then I made Tanya’s and one for myself took them in for everyone .I said I bet I could drink mine gone first both girls said your on and before I was ½ way done Tanya said finished and so did Paulette my heart was racing a hundred miles a hour and my cock was swelling. After an hour I looked over at Paulette and saw she was asleep and so was Tanya. With very shaky hands I went to Tanya with was lying on her back with just her teddy on. I put my hand on her tit and shook her to see if she was out cold, she did not even stir she out alright I said to myself.

 

  Without even wasting any time I slipped my hand under her teddy and took her tittty in my hand and played with it for a while  by this time my cock was throbbing so hard that I had to free it from my shorts .As I did pre cum started dripping from its head looking back to see if Paulette was still out I guided my cock right into Tanya’s mouth slowly sliding my cock down her throat my tempo picked up and I was fucking her face pretty hard now deeper and deeper down her throat my cock was going I felt my head swell and shot my hot cum deep into mouth. I pulled out after a few minuets after my cock went soft. God I said to myself that was so fucking intense again I went for Tanya s titties this time I sucked on them rolling her nipple in my mouth like a sex staved madman after putting two small hickeys one on each tit I slid my hand down to her sweet fresh cunt I worked my hands into her panties till I felt her bare little nub. My cock was getting hard quick playing with her cunt  I remove her panties so I could get a better look at her fresh smelling cunt  I move my mouth straight down and started to lick bald pussy everywhere .

I sucked and chew and nipped her bud like there was no tomorrow .Suddenly I got a fright Tanya let out a moan My god I thought to myself she likes it and quickly I went back to eating her sweet pussy out for a little while longer I glanced down and saw the string sticking out of her love hole so I slowly pulled it out noticing that there was hardly any blood on it and smiled. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a new tampon and the k-y jelly.

 Gently putting Tanya on the floor I lubed up my cock  I looked at Tanya and started to kiss her letting my tongue explore the inside of here mouth at the same time rubbing my cock up and down her bare slit . If I keep this up I m going to cum on her cunt so I stopped and guided my head to her wet slippery heavenly entrance .I gave a little push and my cock head went in a very little so I push harder and harder until I was able to get my cock part way in her she let out a little whimper as my cock started to part her cunt  I could feel her walls contracting sucking my cock teasing me begging me to go deeper and so I did  I push really hard this time and felt her womb at the tip of my cock Tanya was crying under me as she was in pain so I started pumping slow at first then faster and faster.

 I noticed that Tanya’s hips where matching my rhythm she was moaning grinding her hips into mine cumming all over my cock this was way to much and I blew my load into her I did not care if she would get knock-up or anything I am way to hot to care .So I kept on fucking her I came again and again my cock was getting sore from fucking my little girl but I knew I would not be able to do this again fuck my little girl. After I could not fuck her no more I cleaned her up put her tampon back in put her panties back on and put her back on the couch just like how she fell asleep. Look at my sweet little girl now knowing she the best fuck I ever had wondering if she will keep what I said to her   All the while as I was fucking Tanya I was telling her over and over  that she wants to fuck me so badly that she need my cock in her pussy . But thats another story

   

 

    

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