Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  “Sabrina!” I called, waiting in the kitchen.

  No response, no pitter-patter of little feet coming to sort the mess out. I called again with the same results. I stomped upstairs and detected the scent of perfume and whiskey over the smoke, getting stronger as I neared Sabrina’s room.

  “Sabrina! Get out here and clean up the kitchen!” I hammered on her door and waited for an answer that never came.

  With righteous anger behind me I opened her door, but her name was cut off halfway out of my mouth when I caught sight of her. Lying on her stomach on top of her bed, apparently sleeping peacefully, was Sabrina in full cheerleader uniform. Her room reeked of whiskey, she must have been on one hell of a bender.

  I moved closer to make sure she was OK, which she did appear to be. Apart from the smell of alcohol, she looked like she was simply having a restful sleep. In her cheerleading uniform. That was a bit odd, I wondered if the party had some kind of a theme, like you had to dress as something starting with ‘C’ or ‘School Spirit’ or something like that.

  Whatever the reason, she looked absolutely stunning, I bet she made some boy’s night that evening. The thought of her well-toned legs wrapped around somebody’s waist, that little skirt pushed up as somebody used her pussy flashed through my mind. It was a thought impossible to ignore. With that cheerleader uniform she reminded me even more powerfully of her mother. Sure, the style had modernised, but it utilised the same old school colours.

  It was kind of like a time machine, like being in Beth’s bedroom back when we were still in school ourselves. The idea was intoxicating, as if the fumes of whiskey weren’t enough. I thought about the time Trent had keyed my car and then had three of his friends help him give me an old fashioned beating when I confronted him about it.

  The familiar flush of anger washed over me, as it did every time I thought about something he had done, and I felt myself finally cave into the pressure that had been applied to me over the past several months. I was already fucking Trent’s (ex)wife, what better revenge than to bareback his daughter too? She wanted it, after all, so why not?

  No sense in waking her up, she’d be sure to come round at some point, and no doubt be over the moon about finally getting this notch on the bedpost. I sat on the edge of her bed and with what could only be described as relief, I placed my hands on Sabrina for the first time with the intention of taking it all the way and fucking the flexible teen as hard as I possibly could. I hadn’t realised quite how much stress I was feeling with my efforts to resist her advances, it was like a weight coming off my shoulders to finally admit to myself that I was going to cum deep inside her.

  I started at her calf, feeling the heat of her smooth bare skin under my palm as I slid it upwards past her knee and paused where the hem of her short pleated skirt cut off the view of her toned thigh. Already I was happy with my decision, the tips of my fingers were on her inner thigh, a much more intimate place than I had ever allowed myself to touch her before.

  Licking my lips, I pushed higher still, my hand disappearing under the swishy skirt that had tantalised thousands of people as she went through her routines when she cheered for the football team. My thumb felt the crease that denoted where here beautiful leg finished and her ass began at the same time that I felt my fingertips touch the crotch of her panties.

  “At last,” I breathed.

  Through that thin material I could feel the shape of her pussy, each side folding smoothly inwards with a small inviting gap in the middle, no doubt heaven on earth existed through that gap. I stroked along the length of her slit through her panties, as if memorising her most private area by feel, before pulling back to caress her other leg.

  My cock was rapidly hardening at the sensation of so much perfect teen flesh in my hands and I stood to remove my bathrobe to give it all the room it could need to reach full mast before climbing back on the bed and straddling Sabrina’s legs. Leaning forward, I carefully slipped the head of my cock under her skirt and pushed upwards until I felt it sliding along between the cheeks of her ass.

  I brought my weight down on top of her, feeling her heat radiating out along the entire length of my body, but most vividly on my cock where the shaft was pushing the material of her panties into the crack of her ass. I reached up and brushed a few locks of hair from her face with one hand, and then slipped the other under her body, cupping one small breast through the cheerleading uniform and savouring the feel of her against me.

  Sabrina had still given no indication that she was rousing from her drunken slumber but I was about to test and, I felt sure, exceed the limits of her alcohol-induced sedation. I sat up again and reached under the material of her cheerleading top, feeling for the clasp of her bra, which I flicked apart with a snap of my fingers before lifting one leg over her so I was kneeling on one side.

  Sliding both hands under the sleeping teen, I rolled her over on to her back, her arm flopping limply on to the mattress. My thumbs disappeared under the material of her cheerleading top again as I grasped both it and her bra at the same time, raising it over her small teen bumps, revealing her chest to my eyes for the first time.

  Truth be told, Sabrina barely needed a bra, the slight curves of her chest were largely unaffected by gravity due to their size and the youthful perkiness, a bra only served to stop her pale pink nipples being seen through the material of any shirts she wore, and prevented her classmates from seeing them through the gaps between buttons on her school shirt. All such barriers were no longer in my way though, and I descended upon them with hands and mouth, sucking a nipple past my lips so I could flick my tongue across it, while I squeezed and tweaked the other one.

  I pulled back with my head, sucking hard on her nipple until the gentle curve of her breast became a distinct peak and it finally snapped out of my mouth with a wet slurping sound. Sabrina continued to breathe evenly as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on while I brought my mouth to her other breast, taking the opportunity to feel her nipple, slippery with my saliva, in my other hand as I tweaked and pulled at it.

  Sabrina’s pink tips both stood out hard and wet by the time I was done with them, their full attention in stark contrast to her peacefully passive face that was framed by sleek brown hair with some blonde highlights. I couldn’t believe she was still asleep after the mauling I’d given her tits, but as I gazed down at her face, I knew there was something else I had to do before claiming her pussy.

  For such a petite and innocent looking girl, she had what looked like the most wonderful pair of cock-sucking lips of anybody in her school, just like her mother had. What better way for her to wake up than with those lips halfway down the shaft of my cock? I stood and circled to the bottom of the bed, grabbing her by the ankles and pulling her downwards to make room for myself by her head.

  As she was dragged down the bed, her arms raised as if she was cheering for the football team, but she was going to be squealing for another person entirely on this particular evening. I clambered back on the bed towards the top, lying down on my side with my hips level with her head before turning her face towards me so her hot breaths puffed out directly on my rock hard cock, which was only a few inches from her mouth.

  I slid my thumb past her lips and hooked it behind her bottom teeth, forcing her mouth open, before guiding the tip of my cock towards the soft wet cushion of her tongue. Sabrina had never looked more beautiful to my eyes than when the ridge of my cock disappeared past her lips. At last, after all these years, I knew what it would have looked like to get my dick into Beth’s mouth when we were in school.

  The tip of my cock slid along the sleeping teen’s tongue and her lips glided along my shaft at the same time until the inevitable happened and I felt the back of her throat present a seemingly impenetrable barrier. To my surprise, Sabrina still didn’t react at all. Holy fuck, I thought, this girl must be off-the-scale drunk, or she must have deepthroated the entire football team already.

  Encouraged by her complete lack of g
ag-reflex, I released my grip on the shaft of my cock and moved my hand to the back of her head, pushing forwards with my hips. Asleep or super-experienced, her throat still denied access to my rigid erection until I thought I wasn’t going to be able to push hard enough to get in. Just when I was about to give up and give my sleeping beauty a more shallow face-fucking, I felt a popping sensation and all of a sudden the tightness around the tip of my cock increased and I realised I was in her throat.

  Inch after inch of my shaft disappeared past her lips until her mouth was wide open and those soft pink cock-suckers were pressed against my body. I gave her a few shallow thrusts, my balls lightly swinging against her chin each time, before pulling my entire length out until the head was in her mouth once more. Never in my life had I been with a girl who could take a cock all the way so easily, I had no idea if it was a natural talent, a practiced skill or just dedicated drinking that gave her the ability and, to be honest, I didn’t care. The fact was I was going to fuck her face like it was going out of fashion.

  I slowly built up pace until I was in a steady rhythm of fucking the sleeping cheerleader’s mouth hard and letting her breathe. Although she still gave no indication that she had consciously noticed what I was doing, the passed out girl’s body was certainly responding, her watering eyes had made her make-up run in thick black lines into her hair, and the combined slickness of my pre-cum and her saliva was overflowing from her mouth, making a mess of her lower face too, I was absolutely ruining her.

  A tingle at the very tip of my cock grew with every thrust into her tight throat and I knew that if I didn’t stop soon I was going to give her an entirely different midnight snack to the one she had begun making in the kitchen. With reluctance beyond words, I finally pulled back and saw the head of my cock for the first time in several minutes.

  Sabrina, denied a regular breathing pattern for so long, was panting somewhat but her eyes remained closed as I stood once more and climbed back on the bed between her legs. My cock was aching for release and if it had have been able to say anything, I’m sure it would have remonstrated me for pulling out of her mouth before it could jet stream after stream of creamy semen into my sleeping Step-Daughter’s stomach.

  If that had have been the case I would have preached the virtue of patience, because I knew that beneath Sabrina’s panties was a tight teen pussy absolutely made to milk cocks. I pushed her knees apart with my hands, exposing the crotch of her panties, and then flipped her pleated skirt up over her taut belly.

  My brows furrowed for a moment and then, with the gentle touch of my hand, I confirmed my suspicions. Sabrina’s panties were soaked with her sweet nectar, she must have been so well practiced that the feel of a cock in her mouth and a hand on her tit had conditioned her to get wet between the legs. I had to taste her.

  Spurred on by the urgent need of release, the virtue of patience only a hypothetically good thing as far as my raging hard-on was concerned, I pulled the unconscious girl’s panties down unceremoniously. Her legs first closed to allow the garment to pass and then opened again once it was beyond her knees. I pushed them even wider apart, the tidy pink lips of her outer labia opening ever so slightly to give me a glimpse of the deeper pink they hid.

  I got down on my stomach and delved between those folds with my tongue, stabbing into her as deeply as I could to lick her most private depths. Sabrina’s pussy was positively glistening with her juices, and her clit was engorged, peeking out from its hood with apparent interest in my almost frantic slurping and lapping at her pussy.

  Having made a smeared mess of slippery natural lubricants between her legs and not wanting her clit to feel left out, I concentrated my attentions on her little nub, kissing and sucking at it, flicking my tongue across its excitable surface every time it entered my mouth. For the first time since I’d entered the room, Sabrina moved of her own volition, gyrating her hips and making sexy little squeaking sounds every time she breathed out.

  I probed into her teen tunnel with a single finger, swirling it around as much as the snug fit would allow before stroking the front wall with a ‘come here’ gesture and flicking my tongue on her clit as fast as I could. This was something that drove her mother wild, and I was pleased to see it have a similar effect on Sabrina. It wasn’t long before the teen girl was a squealing, bucking, picture of bliss as her pussy convulsed with her orgasm.

  I expected to look up and see her confused but awake, but when I raised my head I saw that her eyes were still firmly closed, although her face was flushed from her climax and she was panting as if she’d just finished a challenging cheer routine. In the face of such a deep sleep, I vowed to myself to hold back nothing as I crawled upwards and positioned my thick cock at her opening.

  With a careful aim, I slammed the entire length home inside the sleeping girl all at once, gratified to at least get a grunt of effort out of the petite teen before I forced my tongue into her mouth to make her taste the flavour of her own juices. I was desperate for release, I had been since fucking her face, so there was no build up in speed this time.

  I wrapped my arms around her to hold her in place, lest she be jolted up the bed by every powerful thrust into her passive body. Wet slapping sounds rang out as our bodies met with a shudder over and over again. I was glad I had waited to fuck her pussy, it was every bit as heavenly as I had thought it would be.

  Sweat sprang out on the sleeping schoolgirl’s forehead as she struggled with the effort of accommodating my furiously hammering cock, which sawed in and out of her defenceless pussy with no regard for her comfort, only my pleasure. My balls slapped on her ass, adding to the cacophony of wherever our bodies met each time I bottomed out in her, and I could almost feel them preparing an ominously large load of sperm for the fertile young woman as my orgasm approached.

  With a moan of relief and ecstasy I thrust into Sabrina and pulled her entire body downwards against my cock when I felt my orgasm hit. I swore I could feel the tip of my cock just barely brush her cervix as the first jet of semen blasted out, thoroughly coating the gateway to her fertile womb before I continued thrusting again, the apex of every stroke eliciting another stream of cum to spurt into the mystifyingly still-unconscious girl.

  For what seemed like several minutes, I emptied my balls into my Step-Daughter until I could take no more pleasure from her sweet tunnel and rolled to the side, my cock sliding out of her with a ‘schlurp’ sound. All I wanted to do was fall asleep, recover my strength so I could fuck her again, but my rational mind took over.

  Sabrina had somehow slept through the entire ordeal. Although I was sure she’d be happy with getting fucked by me, I could leave now and still take an, albeit fictional, moral high ground when she tried her charms on me again in the future, as I knew she would. Sitting up, I spotted her panties bunched up around one ankle and hurriedly replaced them over her glorious pussy.

  I figured that when she woke up in the morning she’d assume the pussy full of cum came from one of the guys at the party. Her bra was somewhat more difficult to get back on properly, but I managed it and then looked over her beautiful body one last time as I put my bathrobe on, especially the black streams of make-up running from the corners of her eyes.

  “You are one hell of a good fuck, Sabrina.”

  “Thanks, Daddy,” she replied, never even fluttering her eyelids.

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