I hauled my tall ass out of bed and crept into the bathroom. She had left the door open, that same small grin stretched wider as I approached the door and pushed it open. I was immediately hit by a wall of steam and the air became notably thicker. My skin already reflected the light and before long little beads of water were rolling down my naked form.

She was still unaware of me, or if she was she gave no indication of knowing. I stared at her in the shower for a moment or two, simply admiring her. She jokes about her appearance, but I can never find a flaw in that voluptuous form. She's not the anorexic ideal woman of Vogue magazine...and thank god for that, she's exactly what I could want in a woman. I smile somewhat more fondly than I should considering my lascivious intentions and begin walking forward, stepping over her clothes and collar and pulling open the door to the shower where my lovely brunette is bathing. Her back was to me and she was humming some song or another. I slipped in behind her, my cock at this point was standing firmly at attention. If anyone wants to know then I'm around 8 1/2 to 9 inches long when I'm aroused. I realize that every man claims to be around that length, but in an insecure moment I just measured the damn thing with a ruler.

She must have felt me blocking the water to her body but didn't have time to react as I slid into the shower and pressed up against her back. I'm over a foot taller than her, so I felt my member pressing firmly into the small of her back. I reached my hands around to her waist and pulled her close to me, she let out a surprised little gasp as I lowered my mouth to her neck and began kissing her heavily. As I raised my hands to her wet breasts I began to use my teeth, sinking my canines into the soft skin of her neck as my hands finally wrapped around her soft breasts. She was quite large in that area, I'm not exactly familiar with the cup sizes myself (although she was obviously a D) but my hands are large and she was more than a handful.

I idly played with her breasts, taking advantage of the soap running down her body as I lightly toyed with her nipple. She let out a soft gasp and a whine as I pinched it firmly. I didn't stop pinching as my other hand slid down to her navel and rested just above her nest of brown pubic hair. She pushed herself back into me and her hand came up to the side of my face. Her other hand began exploring and grasped my throbbing shaft. I tried not to grunt as her hand began lightly playing over my weapon. Exploring it idly as I teased and abused her rapidly stiffening nipple.

I let my other hand finally slip between her legs and pushed two fingers into her warm recesses rather unceremoniously. I felt her knees go weak and she started to slide down slightly. Her hand gripped my shaft and began a slow, rhythmic pumping as I slid my fingers deeper into her, pulling and pushing in and out of her steadily while I allowed my thumb to press into her clit and roll it around gently.

She turned her face towards me, her eyes half closed and glazed over with lust. I didn't say a word as I lowered my mouth to hers and pressed my lips firmly on hers. My tongue slid into her waiting mouth and I rapidly turned her around, quickly replacing my hands where they were. My ministrations on her nipple became more violent as I felt myself slipping to the mass of pure instinct that I knew was coming to overpower me. She gasped and whined into my mouth as the pain increased. Never once did she do anything but thrust her chest forward to meet my abuse.

I grunted and I pressed her up against the shower wall. Our bodies slapped together as I raised her leg. I lowered myself and arched my back, positioning the throbbing head at her entrance. Never once did I stop savagely kissing her. Our tongues wrestled ceaselessly as I pressed the head of my cock between her lips. Without further warning I pushed deeply into her with one thrust, lifting her off the ground in my efforts to impale myself as deeply as possible within her. She let out a small cry that surely would have alerted someone had we not had the house to ourselves. I merely grunted as I started a rhythm inside of her, feeling her contract around me as I let my hand slide up and down her naked thigh.

My muscles tensed as I used her up against the wall, with the hot water spraying down on the both of us. I lowered my head down to her breast (not a difficult thing considering I was already slightly hunched to accommodate the vicious fucking that I was currently giving her) I let her firm nipple slide into my mouth, taking it between my teeth occasionally and pulling on it.

The sound of two bodies gyrating against eachother has always been something that I've...appreciated, to say the least. That sound is multiplied a hundred fold in the shower, when both participants are dripping wet. I rammed hard into her, never ceasing my brutal pace and taking her hard. I pulled out almost to the head and then rammed back into her all the way, pushing her up a bit with each brutal thrust. Eventually my need for release grew so much that her body shook at the impact of every thrust.

My hands roamed around her again, especially around her naked thighs and buttox. I felt the onset of the inevitable approaching and judging by the increased frequency and urgency of her moans and cries so did she. I cupped her buttox and held her to me as my movements became more erratic and harsh. I let my and delve deeper between her cheeks until I felt my finger pressing into her sphincter a bit.

I ran my finger around it, feeling my orgasm approaching, as I crested that final hill I plunged my finger deep into her recesses. She let out a cry and threw her head back, thrusting her chest out as she came with me. I felt her contracting wildly around my invading cock. I grunted as I held myself deep inside of her as I came. I waited until our breathing had relaxed slightly until I finally slipped out of her. I kept her pinned against the wall as the water played along both of our bodies, enjoying the feel of the water on my skin.

I saw the look on her face as that wall of instinct kept creeping up on me. She understood that it was like the tide, there was no point in arguing or trying to stop it.

My eyes steeled over, and I'm good at looking mean. I cast my gaze down to her naked and now nervous/excited form. "Get down on your knees," I said. My voice lacked any tenderness or caring whatsoever. She didn't question me but merely nodded and sank down to her knees. Without word she ran her soft pink tongue up my hardening shaft experimentally for a few moments before almost gingerly taking me into her mouth. I grunted slightly when I felt her tongue and lips playing on my shaft.

I lowered my head to her hair and pulled on it roughly, not roughly enough to damage her but roughly enough to hurt a bit. I grabbed her hair and she compliantly relinquished control to me. I moved her lips over my member, thrusting my hips slightly to meet her face I drove her almost all the way down onto me. I forced myself deeper into her throat with every thrust. I ordered her to start rubbing herself and her hand played between her thighs while her other hand toyed with her breasts as I used her mouth. I reveled in the feel of her tongue toying with the shaft as I painfully used her face. She didn't resist, she merely moaned around my shaft and increased her ministrations on her own body.

I could feel that same familiar pressure building in my loins again, but this wasn't where I wanted to come. I pulled from her mouth and she gasped slightly as her air passage opened up. She looked up at me with questioning eyes as I stared down at her. I grabbed her and bent her down, she knew by now to get on her hands and knees, and she knew what was coming.

I knelt behind her as the water landed full on her back and spread the globes of her ass wide, revealing her puckered entrance. I pressed a finger into her ass and ordered her to keep rubbing herself. She complied and soon she was gasping and mewling as I worked my finger in and out of her. I grunted and placed my rejuvenated cock at her rear. Without any further warning I pushed forward, it took a bit of effort but I finally felt my head pop into her. She gasped loudly as I slowly but deliberately pushed into her bowels. Holding her ass wide apart as I did so. I dug my fingers into her as I began a slow rhythm in and out of her. Her hot rear passageway gripped me so hard that it was near pain.

It didn't take long for her to start meeting my thrusts into her bowels, and as my excitement increased a string of insults and curses spewed from my mouth as she submissively let me take her anally. I called her every horrible name in the book and all it seemed to do was increase the pitch and urgency of her sounds and make her press herself harder upon me. I grunted as began to really pound her. I reached down and around and savagely grabbed her breasts, toying with the nipples for a moment before taking them both between my fingers and twisting savagely. She cried out, whether in pain or pleasure I don't know. I didn't care, either. All that mattered to me now was that she satisfy me, and that's all that mattered to her.

Our bodies rocked together as I slammed into her so hard that her body could barely stay up. Her fingers worked savagely in and out of her cunt as I thrust deeper and harder into her as my second orgasm approached. I grunted, and grabbed her hair by the back of her head. Pulling so that she looked up towards the ceiling as I gave her one final, and severe thrust into her asshole as she gasped out her second orgasm. I filled her up and withdrew from her with an audible pop. She merely collapsed on the shower floor and lay there for a moment. It was a moment or two before she could utter the words "thank you, master". I grinned and stood, sated for the time being as I helped her to stand up again.

We stayed like that for a few moments and I gently washed her before we finally made it out of the shower. Watching her dry herself I felt myself getting aroused again and knew that this was going to be a long day for her.

 

It looked like he was gone from my life forever. I was so mad at Mom, I wanted to do anything to get even. The day I turned sixteen, I got my chance! In my state, sixteen was the legal age of consent and I packed some clothes and left. A girlfriend offered to drive me down to the other end of the state, where I intended to find work and live the way I wanted to. I had saved up some money and rented a room at a sleazy motel and went out to look for a job. Just down the street from my motel was a gas-and-go type place with a couple of repair stalls built on one end. I was a little hungry and decided to go there and grab a hot dog. I knew I had to budget my remaining money and couldn’t afford to eat at a regular restaurant.

 

While I ate the hot dog, I watched the manager come out from behind the counter and go to the shop door. He stopped and told me I would have to eat the hot dog outside, since his cashier had quit and he had to try to get a car finished between customers. I smiled and said, “ You need to hire a replacement.” He looked me up and down and asked if I wanted a job. I stood dumbfounded and told him I would love to work for him. I told him I was new in town and needed work to live. He handed me an application blank and told me to fill it out. I sat in a chair in the shop and started writing. I figured I better not put my real age or former address down or he might think I was just some dumb kid and not hire me. I filled out the paper, using the name and address of  a neighbor girl who had just graduated high school. I  put my cell phone number on the form and handed it to him. He asked if I had ever run a cash register or a credit card machine. I told him I had worked in a video rental store last summer and would be able to do the job if he showed me the way he did things.

 

He hired me on the spot and told me to be there in the morning. I asked if I could stay and help him out now. He thought a minute and tossed me the register key, telling me to ask him if I had any questions. The rest of the day went pretty good, with me asking him only a few things regarding credit repair bills. When the night shift girl came in, he counted the register and congratulated me on not being short. I started to walk back to my motel room and he asked if I wanted a ride, since it had begun to rain hard. He pulled the tow truck around front and told me to get in.

 

On the way up the street, we passed a steak house and he asked me if he could buy me some supper. He said the way I counted out the change to pay for my hot dog told him I was hurting for money. I told him he shouldn’t go to any trouble for me but he insisted. We ran from the truck to the entrance to the restaurant and went inside. After only a few minutes, we were seated and a waitress taking our orders. The manager, whose name was Paul, told me he ate here quite often and they always managed to find a booth for him. We sipped on iced tea while we waited for our meals and I found out that his  last name was Abbot, the same as my real name. I listened as he told me that he and his ex had divorced almost seventeen years ago. He had never remarried but he had dated a few times. He added that his ex had kicked him out after he confronted her about having a boyfriend. He knew that he had a baby, but had never seen it. His Ex had married this jerk she was seeing and never asked for any support. The waitress brought our meals and we continued to talk as we ate. The longer we sat there, the more this talk was getting into private details. The thing that struck me was that this man sounded so much like my real dad it wasn’t funny. As I said, I looked much older than I was and he just talked and talked about his past. While he talked, he called his ex by name and I almost choked. Her name was the same as my mom’s and the rest of the story was starting to gel too. Mom did have some guy as a husband when I was growing up, but he divorced her for cheating on him too. To try to make sure of what I was thinking, I asked him about the guy that his ex had married. He told me he was a roofer and had fixed their roof and must have helped himself to her as payment or something. I asked him if he remembered the guy and ever saw him again. He said all he remembered was that the guy’s name was Ed and they lived upstate somewhere. I became convinced this man was my long lost real father but didn’t say that because I had lied to him on my application.

 

He dropped me off at my motel and told me to be ready in the morning and he would pick me up. I went up to my room and took a shower and stretched out on the bed to read a magazine. The noises out in the breezeway told me this wasn’t the safest place to be but I had no choice until I could find a better place. The longer I though about this probably being my father, The more my mind started going in all different directions. I had always wondered why Mom and my real dad had divorced but she would never talk about him. I really liked him after talking to him. I just had to think of how to get out of my little lie I told him. I lay back on my pillow and soon was sound asleep.

 

During the night, I began to dream about my dad. In my dream, I was standing in this beautiful home and was kissing him, only not as a daughter would. We were locked in a very passionate embrace and kissing each other deeply. I woke up and realized my hand was under my panties and I was soaking wet. I glanced at the alarm clock and saw that it was after midnight. I got up and got a drink of water, brushed my teeth and set the alarm for five in the morning. I would need to be showered and dressed before my dad picked me up at six. I dozed off and began to dream again about my father. I dreamed we were making passionate love in the same big fancy house. Just as the dream was getting good, my alarm clock went off.

 

I hurried through my shower and dressed in jeans and a nice sweater and hurried out the door. He was just coming down the street in his tow truck and stopped to pick me up. We swung into the restaurant parking lot and he told me to go get some breakfast with him. As we sat in the booth, a waitress came by and left fresh, hot coffee for us while we looked at the menu. Dad looked at me and asked what I was paying for my room in that place. I told him and he looked me in the eye and told me he had a spare room that I could use for free if I wanted to. I started to say no but he insisted. After I thought about it, it would be a good way to be close to him for the first time in my life. That evening, after work, he took me home and helped me carry my things to his truck. We headed down the road towards his house. When he turned up his driveway, I almost fainted. It was the same house I had dreamed about. He opened the front door and helped me carry my stuff in and put it on the bed in the room next to his. He told me to put my stuff in the drawers and hang my clothes in the closet. I needed more hangars and went looking for him to ask him if he had more. As I walked past his room, I glanced in and saw it just as in my dreams. I found him in his little den working on his computer. He turned to me and cleared his screen. When I asked for some hangars, he told me that there were plenty in his closet and to help myself. As I turned to walk back to my room, he went back to his computer but told me he was ordering pizza for our supper. A while later and the doorbell rang and our supper was delivered. I had finished putting my few articles of clothing away and joined him at the table.

 

After supper, Dad told me had to finished the books for today and said for me to get comfortable and watch some TV or slip a movie in the VCR. I looked through the shelves of movies and noticed a few adult titles but chalked it up to his living alone for so long. I found a good action movie with Stallone and settled onto the big leather couch. After about an hour, he came into the room and settled onto the other end of the couch. He was carrying two beers and offered me one. I took it, knowing that I had only drank beer a time or two before this. I asked him why he hired me and offered me a room at his house without even knowing me. He told me that he had wondered the same thing but for some reason, he liked me and didn’t want to see me living at that motel. He said that it was a place for local hookers and druggies and it wasn’t safe for a nice girl. I was a little tired and relaxed from the beer but wanted to stay up and be near my father, even though he didn’t have any idea who I was. Finally he said he had to get to bed and that I could stay up if I wanted. I said I needed to get to sleep too, since we would be getting up in the morning real early.

 

That night was a night of more dreams and when the alarm went off, I woke up realizing I had been exploring myself with my fingers and again, was soaking wet. I heard Dad knocking at my door and telling me that breakfast was almost ready. I opened the door and told him I would be there in a few minutes. He looked me up and down as I stood in the doorway in a short nightie that barely covered my butt. I started to gather my clothes and take a shower and he told me to do that later, so my eggs wouldn’t get cold. I told him I didn’t have a robe and should dress. He said not to worry about that and hurry to the kitchen. I hurried to the bathroom and then went to the kitchen and sat in the chair he had placed my plate at. As we ate and chatted, I kept feeling like he was mentally undressing me. My breasts were pushing hard against the nightie and my nipples were getting hard. Part of me was amazed that he would be interested by someone my age and part of me enjoyed having him looking at my chest. Every once in a while, while we ate, I gave him a big smile and pushed my chest out to watch his reaction. He told me to hurry and get dressed so we could go.

 

I finished the last bites and started to pick up my plate. He told me to go ahead and get ready, that he would do up the few dishes. I headed off to the bathroom and jumped in the shower. I hurried through the shower and toweled off my short hair and realized I had left my clothes in my room. I slowly opened the door and looked up and down the hall, then ran to my room in just the towel. As I entered my room, Daddy came down the hall to use the bathroom. In my haste, the towel unwrapped and gave him a quick glance at my whole side, completely naked. I pushed the door open and closed it behind me, reaching for my clothes laid out on the chair by the bed. I dropped the towel on the floor and stood admiring my nude body, holding my breasts in my hands and turning from side to side. I hurriedly dressed and put on a coat of lip gloss, then rushed out to where he was waiting. We walked out to the truck and climbed in. He did a radio check with the shop and started to work. He asked if I had slept well and I answered that I had slept like a log.

 

That day was slow at the shop and even gas sales were not that busy. I spent some time cleaning shelves and stocking them. He told me that it was the midnight clerk’s job to stock but I told him I hated to just sit there doing nothing. He told me that I could come in the shop if I wanted so we could get to know each other better. I finished stocking the soda coolers and walked out into the shop. He was bent over the fender of a car, finishing up an oil change. I came up and leaned over the other fender. My shirt was loose enough that I know he got a good view at my breasts and the lace bra holding them. He asked me a few questions and I answered as well as I could, without giving away my little secret. I would have to run to the front every time a car pulled up but managed to find out that he had not even dated for over two years and had buried himself in his work. It was soon time for shift change and for him to close up the shop. I helped him carry out his briefcase and other papers and then climbed up in the seat of his tow truck and waited for him. He told me that the shop was closed the next day and I would be off to, since the weekends were covered by other cashiers. He stopped at the same steakhouse and bought dinner for us. I sat across from him, studying every inch of his face and noticed he was doing the same.

 

After dinner, he asked if I would like to see a movie with him, since we didn’t have to get up. I said that would be great, to which he said he needed to go home and change. I told him I should also freshen up a bit if we were going out. I decided on a skirt and sweater. The skirt was short, but not vulgar and the sweater clung to my 34B breasts. I put a tin drop of perfume in some strategic places and slipped on a fresh pair of panties. I had already decided against a bra. We walked out and instead of taking the tow truck, jumped into his Corvette. As I slid in, he was able to get a glimpse of my lacy  white panties but didn’t let on he had seen anything. I smoothed out my skirt and settled back in the black leather seat as we roared off into the night.

 

We went into the theater just as they were lowering the lights. As the movie started, I leaned over closer to Daddy to let him get a whiff of my perfume. During the movie, I put my hand on the arm of the chair, only to find his already there. I put my hand on his and left it there a few minutes. We were in a sparsely occupied area of the theater and I put my hands on his strong upper arms and whispered in his ear, thanking him for the movie and dinner. He reached over and patted me on the leg, saying it was his pleasure. After a while, I figured it was time to move and leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He turned to me and our lips met. I probed his lips with my tongue and put my hand on his thigh. We lost interest in the movie as we began to explore each other. I felt his hand working down my leg to the hem of my skirt and he began to push it up a little. In short order, he had my skirt up and my panties were showing. I moved my legs apart so he could get his hand on my pussy. I took his free hand and slipped it under my sweater to let him know there was no bra in his way. His big strong hand squeezed my breast and lightly pinched my nipple. His other hand was working beneath the lace of my panties and soon was rubbing my clit. I was turned towards him and slipped a hand onto his crotch and felt him fully erect. He was much larger than my former boyfriend and I wondered in my mind if I could handle such a big cock. I had unzipped his jeans and was stroking him, when I looked around to see if anyone was looking and put my head into his lap. I licked his cock head and let it slip inside my mouth. By then the movie was almost over and he suggested we go back to the house where it was private. I agreed and straightened my clothing while he zipped his jeans. We hurried out and to the car. I just minutes, we were in the driveway and headed for the door. He unlocked it and, as soon as we were inside, relocked it and turned to me, pulling me to him. His hands were under my skirt, cupping my buttocks as I ground my pelvis into his.

 

We decided to go to his room and take advantage of his king sized bed. As I undressed, his eyes were riveted to my body. I stood in just my panties while he stepped out of his jeans and slipped his polo shirt over his head. I slowly worked my panties down over my hips, baring myself to him. His cock was hard as a rock as he slid his shorts down. I dropped slowly to my knees and began to suck his cock, taking it deeper than I ever had one before. He dwarfed my ex-boyfriend’s cock with his shaft and I could feel it against the opening to my throat. I suddenly felt him pick me up and deposit me in the middle of his bed. He began covering my body with kisses, slowly working towards my virgin pussy. My back was arched and I began to moan softly as his tongue probed my slit. I moved and pulled him closer until I was sucking his cock again as his tongue probed my wet pussy but not deep enough to enter. He moved away and got in position over me, guiding that hard cock towards me. I realized that this the point that I was going to loose my virginity. I whispered in his ear that It might be a good idea to put a towel on the bed under me. He raised up and said ”You mean you are still a virgin?” I shook my head yes and he smiled saying he had never had a virgin in his life. He got up and ran to the bathroom, bringing back a thick bath towel. I raised my hips and he slid it under me. He also had brought back a tube of K-Y, saying it might make things easier. I expected him to get right down to business but he had other ideas.

 

He began kissing me up around my neck, working  his way lower. As he began kissing my breast, he stuck out his tongue and began tracing a line with it across my body. He licked down the front of my right breast and circled the nipple, being careful not to touch it. He then moved to the left side and did the same thing. Then he traced a line under each one, ending up in the center between them. He slowly licked a line down my tummy and circled my navel, again being careful not to touch it. My breasts felt as if they had grown two sizes after he licked them and my back was arched high off the mattress. Daddy then licked down the center of my tummy to the top of my hairline. I was well trimmed to let me wear bikinis but the center was still fully grown. He licked my pubic hair without actually touching my skin, then worked along the hairline to my left leg and followed the crease between my leg and body. He moved my legs apart and ran his tongue along the crease, avoiding my swollen lips. His tongue traced a line past my pussy and circled my rectum, working in ever tightening circles until I felt his tongue flickering on the tiny opening. What happened next absolutely blew my mind. I felt his tongue working its way into my ass. He began running it in and out as if he were fucking me with it. He had my leg pinned back under his arm so he could get to me. His finger was rubbing my clit, driving me absolutely wild with desire. He then began to run his tongue up the other side of my pussy but still had not put it inside my pussy. He flicked it across my clit and then retraced his path back up towards my neck, still not touching my nipples. When he got to my neck, his cock was against my soaking wet pussy. He stopped to spread some of the K-Y on his cock and then ran his fingers the length of my slit. He guided his cock to my still virgin pussy and gently pushed. I was so wet from the last several minutes activity that between my natural fluids and the lubricant, the head of his cock easily spread my lips apart and started in. I could feel the pressure against my hymen as he continued to push. As he pushed a little harder, I felt a stinging sensation as the fragile membrane parted. He immediately stopped and held very still until I had become used to the feel of his cock in my pussy and then slowly sank the full length of it inside me. I could feel it pushing against my cervix as it hit bottom. He again stopped moving for a few minutes, then began to slowly move in and out of me, withdrawing until just the head remained inside me. My hips began to respond by rocking slowly, matching his thrusts. I held his strong arms and began to rock faster and faster as he began to move in and out like a piston. I locked my heels behind him, holding him inside me as I suddenly felt my insides tighten and the first waves of an orgasm began to build. Dad sensed my oncoming orgasm and began pounding me faster and faster. Suddenly, I felt his body tense as he started pumping his sperm deep inside me. It was enough to take me over the top and in my excitement, I screamed out, “ Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Fuck my pussy, Daddy!”. Daddy froze and jerked his cock out of me, asking me why I would call him Daddy. I lay there for a minute and finally looked up and said, “I’m your daughter, Lisa!” I love you Daddy and I don’t care if you are my daddy, I want to make love to you every night.

 

Daddy looked down at me and asked why I had done this. I told him that we had met by sheer accident and that I put the pieces together the first night we talked. He told me that I was to old to be his daughter and this must be some kind of trick. I assured him that I was just a few days past my sixteenth birthday. He said he found it hard to believe that some young girl could be as good as I was in bed. I got up off the bed and walked to my own room and picked up my purse. I walked back to his room and pulled out my ID card and a couple of old photos. One was of him and Mom right after they were married. Dad looked at them and finally believed me. I asked if he was going to send me away. He sighed and told me that he would allow me to stay if I never, ever called him Daddy at work. He had to finally admit he had always wondered about me and now that I was here, he would never let me go. He did tell me that he underwent a vasectomy right after I was born and that we could fuck as often as we wanted. With that. I pulled him down on top of me and we spent the rest of the night making love in every possible position.

 

I have been with him for over five years now and still live with him, more as a wife than a daughter.

She was a tall brunette with long beautiful legs and eyes to match her great smile. She had shoulder length hair that was shinny and silky looking; she was very beautiful and had a great looking body. Her breasts were poking thru the fabric of her blouse like little tips on a pencil. Her eyes were big and brown and sparkling.  As soon as I composed myself we got down to the interview.

She had all the right qualifications and lots of work experience, she was almost to perfect.

Needless to say I hired her and she was to start in a couple of weeks.

I was anticipating the day when she walked thru the door and I could look at her in a different light and not fantasize about her. She was very easy to look at and would almost take your breath away.

She worked with me for about a month and she was a good dependable employee and we became friendly. I also noticed a lot of the employees (male) hanging around her before work and after work. They were all asking her for dates and trying to get her interested in them.

One night when we were closing we decided to have a drink at the neighborhood bar.

It was a very interesting evening and full of surprises.

 After a few drinks the conversation turned to everyone hitting on her and her sex life. She told me she wasn’t dating at the time and just blew most of the advances off.  She did say she was very sexual and liked to try new things.

Of course the conversation started to get deep at this point. I wanted to know what she meant. As the drinks flowed and we became more relaxed she explained herself.

She said she had this fantasy of being with two men at the same time and maybe more if she liked it. She also said she had a experience with another woman and wanted to try a man and a woman at the same time.

I must say at this point I was as horny as hell and wanted to taste those beautiful lips and more. I asked her if she would like to go back to the office and talk where it was private.

Of course she said yes.

As soon as we cleared the front door we were locked in each other’s arms and started kissing. Her lips were sweet and the kisses passionate. Our tongues were exploring and tasting the sweet desires we had for each other. We started  tearing our clothes off to get to the bodies we had longed for the past few weeks.

I had my hands in her blouse and started pinching her nipples thru her bra. She moaned with delight and I took her bra off to expose two beautiful breasts. I couldn’t control my self any longer. I started playing with her tits and sucking her nipples. She said she wanted me and someone else to suck on her tits at the same time, that really turned her on.

She said if she went on a date and he touched her breasts she was all his, it didn’t matter who he was or how old. She was putty to his touch and would do what ever he wanted. (That’s another story in itself).

I sucked her tits as my hand found its way to her very wet pussy. Her panties were soaked and I could tell she was ready as her hand rubbed my hard cock. I wanted to feel her lips on my hard shaft and she wanted to taste my cum. As she undid my pants and they dropped to the floor she went down also. She started to lick my balls as she stroked my hard cock; the pre cum was coming out the head as she placed it on her lips. Feeling her soft tongue on my rock hard cock made me ready to explode. I wanted to enter that sweet pussy but she wanted to suck my cock.

All the time this was going on she was telling me all the nasty things she wanted to do. She asked me if I minded sharing her with other men. She also wanted to know it I had any black friends that would fuck her. That almost made me laugh, as everyone I knew talked about wanting to fuck her. I told her that and she started to cum with my fingers in her wet pussy.

I lifted my fingers to my nose and the smell of her sweet juices made me want to eat her. 

I lifted her to the desk and started to eat her pussy, it was the best pussy I ever tasted. I tried to get my tongue as far as I could inside of her to clean her out. I had her cum all over my face. She said let me taste my juices and pent down to lick me, this woman was incredible.

It was now time to push my cock inside that tight wet pussy. I pushed her back on the desk so I could watch my cock enter her. I fantasized about watching her get fucked as I slowly pushed in and pulled out. What a feeling and a huge turn on watching my wet cock slide in and out of that tight pussy. She started asking me if I wanted to watch her get fucked hard by someone else and if I suck on her tits at the same time. She was really driving me over the edge. At last I felt the pressure build in my balls as she yelled fuck me harder, drive that cock in my wet pussy I want to be your slut. I slammed into her and finally let lose of a huge wad of cum. She screamed I’m Cuming too don’t stop fill my pussy with hot cum. As soon as I released my load and pulled out she dropped to her knees to clean her cum and mine off my cock. This is a real slut and I loved every minute of my time with her.

As I slumped over her body she whispered in my ear, can I be your slut. What could I say but yes, I can hardly wait to watch her and the surprise in someone’s eye. This is where the real story begins.

She looked all around the bedroom and finally came to the wadrobe i was situated in, she opened the door and saw me there with my shorts down holding onto my hard cock, " what are you doing here she hissed", i looked into her eyes and told her the truth hoping it would calm her down, she stood there still nude and told me how if she told the family i would be in so much trouble , i was nearly in tears but then she did something im never going to forget,she grabbed my stiff cock pulled me out off the wadrobe and started going with me, it felt so good to be kissing her.

She led me towards the bed and i led down in anticipation, she got onto the bed and led opposite me and starting sucking on my nob licking up and down the shaft and cupping my balls with her hand, i felt like i was in heaven as she put all her effort into making me cum suddenly i felt my balls tingle and i exploded into her mouth, she lapped it all up.

Then it was my turn i put my face towards her breast and licked all around her hard dark nipples, then i started to suck on one off them and i got a warm liquid roll over my tongue, she was lactating oh my it tasted so good.

I looked up at her face and she looked so happy, i made my way downwards and got to her hairy puss, i shoved my face into it kissing and licking at anything in my way, she sqealed and moaned as i did this, i put my finger up into her tight gap and fingered her for all she was worth, before long she went stiff and went into a major orgasm moaning and screaming as i got a face full off her juice i lapped it all up and then stood up i wanked as fast as i could and shot my load onto her swollen belly.

I then gave her a big kiss, thanked her and went off towards my bedroom, i thought to myself " What have i just done?, Why did it fell so good?, Why do i want more?". I led down and fell asleep and when i woke up my other cousin was peering over me informing me the barbacue was ready, i looked at her, smiled and thought to myself "should i risk it haha".

The End

Friday morning and my boss calls in to say he's stuck at the airport and could I attend the Department Heads meeting and take some notes for him to review later when he arrived. I usually hate these meetings, because I'm not the dept head and I'm also a women I get the feeling something is going on that I'm missing.

Today I was especially horny. My husband had rung last night and I had finger fucked myself while talking to him. Then the line had dropped out and he hadn't called back and I hadn't got off. Now I was in the conference room with several attractive business men any one of which I'd fuck if they gave me a sign. Various dept heads talked about sales and budget forcast and I dutifully took notes as I scoped out potential sex partners. The meeting went on forever and was about to take a break for lunch at a nearby restaurant and they were just about to ask me when my boss walks in and crashes my invitation. He grabbed my notes and told the others they could bring him up to speed over a few drinks.

A few drinks and I would have been anyones for an hour or so. Hey I was so worked up I would have done lap dances for them all. Now I'm back at my desk trying to rub my pussy but every time I start I get a phone call or someone enters my office with stuff for my boss but he's not here so can I do it. Finally I got so fed up that I left the office to go home and drill myself with the dildo I kept for emergencies just like this one.

Turning into my street I could see my daughters car in the drive. "Shit" I swore wondering what she was doing home at this time. I drove past the car and found a spot a few houses away. As I walked back to the house I was really starting to boil, here was another road block on my way to a self induced orgasm. I nearly lost my balance as the footpath met the front lawn. I put my hand on the bonnet of the car to prevent my fall. Oddly enough my brain thought "the bonnet is still hot so the car has only been here a short time." Then I noticed that Kristy had failed to lock the drivers door, again. Lastly I could see her bag on the back seat sitting next to the distinctive blue and red bag of a student from the towns major all boy school.

Now I knew my daughter wasn't a virgin. We had had the mother / daughter talk a number of years ago and she was taking the pill. The number of times I'd gone to do a load of washing and smelt the pungent aroma of sex wafting from her underwear made me jealous because of the amount of times she was getting it compared to me.

I let myself in as quietly as possible, leaving my bag and jacket by the front door, and made my way to her room. The door was only partially closed so I could see most of the bed. Sure enough she was in there with a boy. I didn't recognise him but he was sure tall and handsome. He already had his shirt off and his chest was tanned and muscular. Strong arms from broad shoulders. Definitely a swimmer I guessed as my hand made its own way to my breast and began to squeeze till the nipples popped up.

Kristy decided to really turn him on. She reached down and unzipped her skirt and pushed it down her hips and kicked it off as it hit the floor. She stood still, just staring at him, then she started to undo the buttons to her blouse as she walked around him. When she stopped in front of him she slid the blouse off her shoulders exposing her lace encased breasts. Her breasts were filling the cups and  straining against the fabric.

Undoing the front clip Kristy had her bra open as she lay on the bed and the guy was working her breast like I was as he stood beside her. She reached for his belt and released his straing cock from his trousers. Whoa, I thought, what a cock it was maybe eight or nine inches long and as straight as a gun barrel. My pussy began to tingle at the idea of that cock in my cunt instead of my daughters.

I was surprised by the look on Kristys face as if she had not seen this cock before now. "Oh wow," he said in appreciation of the work she was doing on his erect member. Her hand took control of his cock and massaged it gently. With her free hand she pulled his pants down to his knees. He then lay back on the bed and allowed her a free rein. She happily jerked his penis with one hand, while she was running her sharpened finger nails over his balls with the other.

I stood and marveled at the lack of hair on his body, most definitely a swimmer. It made him look so smooth and slick. Kristy was obviously turning him on as well as me. Her next move had pure pro written all over it. She stilled his waving cock and bobbed her head, her full lips encircling the cockhead as it disappeared into her mouth. I could even feel her tongue manipulating his cock, even as she bobbed up and down on it. She looked well practiced.

By now I had stripped off completely, standing naked in the hallway, watching my daughter give this hunk the blow job to end all blow jobs. Then from some part of my brain which was beyond the lust that was controling me I remembered my husband saying recently that my BJ was the second best BJ he had ever had. But he always used that old Maxwell Smart line about something being the second best so I just disregared it as a joke till know. Had my husband got treatment like this from our daughter?

The grunts and groans from my daughters partner swung me back around as first one finger then another entered my pussy. Kristy was swallowing about half his length and keeping a firm grip on the rest. He was really working up a sweat and his body glistened under the room light.

"So you getting naked?" he asked

"Mark, I'm sorry but your cock is so big I.. I.. I don't think I can take it." Kristy stammered

"Hey, I paid good money for a fuck and I'm going to fuck some hole." he said angrily

"What if you just put some of it in?" whispered Kristy

"Fuck girl, if the head goes in and the rest will slam in behind so you had better be ready to scream." said Mark with an evil grin.

My daughter was in a "tight" spot to coin a phrase. Mark was starting to reach for Kristy and he was between her and the door. It was at this point that "reason" stepped out for a smoke and I acted purely on instinct. I threw open the door and stood there proudly in my naked glory. Both sets of eyes were on me as I walked straight to the bed and straddled Mark. I reached for his cock and lining it up with my hole I slammed my full weight down and drilled my cunt as deeply as I had ever done.

His hips bucked hard and fast against my naked ass and I let out a low, lust-filled grunt of pleasure with each penertration of his cock. My tits swayed back and forth with the rhythm of his fucking, slapping together with a meaty sound. He squeezed the firm cheeks of my arse with both hands, pulling my body forward to meet his up swinging hips.

"Oh, my lord. Be a man and push it all the way in there!" I was flying high with excitment. I was fully impaled on his erect cock. Sensations were rushing through my body as he continued to fuck me. I was loving it. I let out a choked squeal, as he pumped himself into me. My enthusiasm only served to power him on even more, as he pounded into me with all of his might, lifting his arse off the bed to maximise each thrust.

In one motion he pulled out and flipped me off him. Before I could say anything he told me to turn over. I was eager to do as I was told, and did so immediately. He stood by the bed and lined up behind my arse, and forced the head of his  cock between my wet cuntlips. He was not gentle, slamming his cock in with one deep thrust. Although my vaginal passage was slick from our fucking this was a cock from a whole new angle and his weight pushed it in deep as well as me down into the bed.

His strong hands gripped me above the hip bones and he used all the strength he could muster to forcibly slam me against him with each stroke. His fingers dug deep into my flesh and he even slapped my arse once or twice asking me was I enjoying my self. I was nearly gone, my breathing ragged and perspiration was coating my skin.

"Still with me lady" were the first words he'd said in ages.

All I could do was nod my head. My matted hair hung across my face. I felt Mark withdraw his cock and I was expecting him to shoot his load over my arse.

"Now let's really fuck you," he laughed.

Finally it dawned on me with my sweet tight arse presented to him. With a grunt of pure lust, he stood behind me and roughly thrust his cock up into my puckered arse hole. I screamed out once, and I could hear Kristy telling him to stop but he told her to stand back or she would be next. My husband fucked my arse but he took it slowly till I was comfortable. At the moment I was far from comfortable but I could feel myself pushing back against him.

I wasn't a anal virgin, but his cock made it feel tight as hell. He knew I was hurting but that didn't stop him reaming my hole hard and fast. I had been fucked by other men before this. He seemed to take enjoyment from the full 8+ inches of hard cock he had to slide inside my arse. I was reduced to tears of extasy as this both pained and pleasured me. I gasped and shuddered as the major piece of meat filled my arse to the breaking point. I sighed, content to simply feel the full probing penis filling a spot which I had never before felt.

I could not believe the stamina of this young man as he assulted my rear end. My husband would have shot his load ages ago. He then began to alternate holes gripping his cock as it slid from my arse and then plunging it into my cunt. Several intense thrusts and then back to my arse for several more. By now I was face down on the bed, overloaded with sensation, I could no longer feel him as he continued to fuck me.

I struggled to beg him to stop. My voice barely a whisper. I had no strength left. I vaguely heard him call Kristy to him and then a forceful "do it". I wasn't even aware that she had left the room as he just kept slamming his cock into me. Then he pulled out and walked back around the bed. He bent over and picked something off the floor and walked back behind me and continued as before.

I heard Kristy come back in the room and cry out "No". I turned my head and cold see Mark holding his phone, taking photo's of my cunt and arse. I tried to rise but he placed one hand firmly on my back. He then hopped across the bed and positioned his cock at my mouth. I raised my head to give him a pleading look but all I saw was the damm phone snapping pic's of me giving him a BJ.

I thought he must have filled the memory on the camera because he stopped taking pictures and told me to lie on my back. Then he told Kristy to jerk his cock till he was ready to shoot. This took several more minutes when suddenly he pushed her away and grabbed his cock and sprayed his semen all over my face and tits. Then he said smile as he took one last shot.

Kristy was huddled on the old lounge chair in the corner and I was thoroughly trashed on the bed as Mark, wiped himself dry with the towel Kristy had gotten for him, got dressed. Neither of us able to grab his camera. He pulled out his wallet and threw a twenty on the bed. He thanked Kristy for the afternoons entertainment and promised to come back any time we wanted.

"Besides pictures are only good for jerking off." he said as he made his way out of the room and down the stairs.