Then I felt the end of his cock brushing the back of my throat and placed my hands onto his backside to pull him into me. As his cock slipped down my throat, I started to climax and brought a hand around to massage his balls. I was so wet I couldn’t believe it. The sheer excitement I felt was something I’d never experienced before and the longer it went on the more excited I became. At one point, he was fucking my mouth as if he was fucking my pussy and I loved it. Then he started to groan louder and I knew what was coming. I could feel his cock jerking on my tongue as he blew his load and flooded my mouth with his seed. I carried on sucking him as best I could just to keep him hard, but I couldn’t prevent his seed from escaping and felt it running down my chin and neck.
When he pulled free, I licked the end as the last few drops oozed out and then stood up. He immediately turned me around and unzipped the dress I was wearing, allowing it to pool around my feet. I felt excited but nervous at the same time as I stood there in just my skimpy panties and half-cup bra. I felt him unclasping the bra and watched it fall to the floor along with my dress. Then he placed a thumb on either side of my panties and pulled them down, before bending me over, and coming up behind me.
The moment I felt the hard end of his cock touching my pussy lips, I let out a sigh of approval and felt my soaked pussy opening wider as he pushed forward. At first, he teased me with just the end of his cock by not allowing any more of it to pass through my defenses. When he did push in further, I gripped the towel rail and closed my eyes at the sudden penetration. As he moved it in, I called out with pleasure. I could feel every single inch that penetrated me and the feeling of being full was overwhelming. He stopped moving once he was in as deep as he could go and as I opened my eyes, he began to move with a purpose.
That’s when we heard my mother calling my name at the top of the stairs. She’d returned with neither one of us being aware of it. Barry pulled his cock free, more in panic than anything else and I stood up trying to think of what to say. I composed myself and heard her call my name again. I opened the door and poked my head out.
“Hi mom, wow, you were quick. I’ve just had a shower and will be down in a few minutes,” I said.
“Where’s Barry, I need help with the groceries,” she replied.
“The last time I saw him he was telling me he was going for a nap, did you try his room?”
“Yes, and he’s not there.”
“He must have popped out for something. If you can hang on for a few minutes I’ll be right down,” I replied.
That’s when Barry shocked me, because as I was talking with my mother he started to stroke my pussy with a single finger. I had to keep a straight face and not let on that anything was amiss.
“Are you OK Judy, you look flushed?” said mom.
“Oh, I’m all right, I’m a little hot is all. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be right down.”
Barry now had a finger inside me, and was making me so wet, it was getting very hard to keep a straight face.
“OK, thanks Judy, I’ll get the frozen stuff in while I’m waiting,” said mom as she turned to go back down the stairs.
I closed the bathroom door and was just about to stand up and tell Barry off when he pushed his cock back into me again.
“Ahh…oh God, that feels amazing,” I moaned.
I started to climax for the second time that day, but I felt I had to stop him there, otherwise, mom would get suspicious. I pulled away and told him to get dressed and that we’d finish this later. He groaned about having to wait, but he could see how serious I was and didn’t argue. I got dressed in record time and rushed down the stairs to find mom carrying a couple of grocery bags. Barry slipped out the back way and then turned up at the front as we were bringing in the last of the shopping.
“Perfect timing, as usual,” said mom sarcastically.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t expect you to be home so soon,” replied Barry.
I tried not to make eye contact with him, as I was still remembering how his cock felt inside me, and a part of me was feeling guilty. Barry helped a little by taking the last few bags from mom and taking them inside to unpack. I think mom thought we’d been arguing or something because she asked if everything was all right between us when she spotted that we weren’t talking much to each other.
“Oh no, we’re fine we just haven’t got anything to say,” I said.
“Yeah, we get on really well together so you don’t have to worry about that,” added Barry.
Mom left it at that and then made us all a chef’s salad, which we all sat at the dining room table to eat. Normally Barry would sit opposite me, but for some reason he sat next to me on this occasion. I wondered why, until I felt his hand on the top of my leg under the table once he’d finished eating. He was always the first to finish any meal, while I was only halfway through mine. Once again, I had to keep a straight face and not say anything but as he moved his hand along my leg and between my thighs I started to get excited again. Mom was talking about the upcoming vacation to Atlantic City. Fortunately, she was doing all the talking as I felt Barry’s fingers stroking the panties that covered my pussy. He knew exactly where to stroke me and within seconds, I could feel my panties getting wet.
“Anyway, I thought we’d take in a show on our first night there and enjoy the beach the day after, as long as the weather holds of course,” said mom.
“That sounds like a good plan,” I managed to say.
Then I felt Barry pulling my panties to one side and use a single finger to stroke my bare pussy lips. I tried my hardest not to fidget or make any sound but when he started to move my erect clit around with the tip of that one finger, it was driving me crazy.
“Is something wrong Judy, your face has gone all flushed again? Are you sure you’re feeling OK?” said mom.
“Yes, I keep having these hot flashes, do you think I should go and see the doctor about them?” I replied.
“It couldn’t hurt, but if they’re only hot flashes I wouldn’t worry about it too much. Still, I think it’s better to be safe than sorry. I can make you an appointment if you like?”
“No, that’s not necessary. I have a doctor’s appointment in a week’s time anyway, so I’ll mention it to him then,” I replied.
“Oh yes, I forgot about that. Anyway, your dad’s going to be gambling so I want you to keep an eye on him.”
Off she went again completely oblivious to what was going on right in front of her. Barry now had his finger deep inside me and I was approaching an orgasm when he suddenly pulled out and stopped what he was doing.
“Bastard,” I said, without thinking.
“Sorry dear, who’s a bastard,” said mom.
“Oh…um I just remembered that a friend owes me some money and he didn’t pay me back,” I replied quickly.
Just then, Barry left the table after thanking mom for the salad, and as he left, mom was asking me to help clear the dishes because she had to get ready for the night. Apparently, dad was taking her out for a drink at their favorite bar and then going on for a meal afterward. That was perfect news for me because I knew exactly what I was going to do once she’d gone. I helped her clear the dishes and then went up to my room to read. I must have read for an hour when I suddenly felt a little tired and decided to have a nap. I vaguely remember mom shouting upstairs that she was going out a while later and then fell back to sleep.
Then I started what I thought was an unbelievable dream. It began when the bed cover was removed and I could feel the air on my legs. Then I felt my panties being pulled down and imagined Barry standing over me. As I wondered what was going to happen next, I opened my eyes to find Barry was kissing my inner thighs. I remembered mom telling us that she was going out and then looked down the bed to see Barry moving up nearer to my pussy. The moment his tongue touched my delicate skin I gripped the sheets below me.
I then realized that I must’ve fallen asleep with my reading glasses on, so I removed them quickly as Barry carried o
n licking me. I heard them fall to the floor in my hurry to let go and just ignored them. Barry was flicking my clit with the tip of his tongue, which in turn was making me arch my back in excitement. I reached up to remove my bra and grabbed my right breast to feel the erect nipple as I massaged and tugged on it. Then I felt his tongue entering me and moaned aloud with the pleasure it was causing.
I was soaked down there and when he used a finger, while he licked me, I started to climax. I almost screamed with the intensity of it all and just at the height of it, he stopped and moved up the bed. I opened my eyes a few seconds later to see him seemingly hover above me with his strong arms holding him up on either side of my body and the head of his hard cock pressing against my pussy.
“Do it Barry, fuck me…fuck me hard,” I said, to egg him on.
He pushed forward and I felt my pussy lips giving way to the pressure being exerted, and suddenly he was sliding his cock into me. I adored how it felt as it moved all the way inside. Once he was in, he slowly pulled it out again and then thrust it back in sharply.
“Mmm…oh God yes, I love your cock,” I moaned.
He then started to fuck me and with each forward thrust, he picked up speed. He could feel my thighs were getting in his way, so he placed his hands around my upper thighs and spread my legs wider to get a better penetration and then began to slam his cock into me. I came for the second time a few minutes later and felt my pussy trying to grip his cock as he pummeled the tightness that surrounded it. Then, without warning, he turned me around and onto my knees. He gripped my butt cheeks with both hands and pushed his cock back into me. I gripped the pillow and pressed my head down onto the bed as his shaft violated me again.
“Oh God, fuck that cunt…fuck it hard,” I shouted.
The depth he was managing to achieve in this position was driving me crazy as I could feel every single inch of his cock as it stretched me open. I was also nearing the third orgasm of the night when he started to groan and called out that he was coming. I felt his cock jerking as his seed exploded into me and ground my butt against his hardness as he slowed down. When he stopped coming, I thought it was all over, but I was wrong. He still had hold of my butt with both hands and suddenly he was pressing his cock against my ass.
“Barry, I’ve never had anal sex,” I said hurriedly.
He ignored me and pushed it in. I called out with pain and then realized he was all the way inside me. He started to move back and forth and as he did so, he reached around with one hand and began to stroke my pussy. I wasn’t sure about it all at first, but the longer it went on the more I was enjoying it. He started to pick up speed and gently move my clit around with his finger. I didn’t realize I was doing it at first but then it dawned on me that I was pushing my butt back to greet his thrusts and it started to feel amazing.
“My God Judy, your ass is so tight,” he said as he pounded away.
Moments later, I started to cum again and collapsed onto the bed. I could still feel him pounding away but a few seconds after I came he came as well and collapsed next to me. We stared at one another and he smiled.
“Did you enjoy that?” he said.
“You’ll never know how much,” I replied.
“Well, it’s not over yet,” he said before getting off the bed and helping me up.
He led me by the hand into the bathroom and we both got into the bath. He then put the shower on and started to clean me, while I cleaned him. I particularly enjoyed washing his cock and seeing it get hard in my hands. Once it was fully erect, he washed off the soap and then ordered me to suck his cock. I got down onto the bath floor and held his cock up in front of me. He pushed it into my mouth and then grabbed the back of my head to pull me onto him. I wondered if he could even cum again after the day we’d had but as long as he was hard, it didn’t matter.
I soon felt the end of his cock hitting the back of my throat and gagged a few times but once I started to get used to it I was taking most of it in. He seemed to appreciate that.
“My God Judy, how are you managing to take so much,” he said with a surprised voice.
I didn’t even try to reply. I simply grabbed his balls with one hand and massaged them as I carried on schooling him. I’d always been good at giving head, after having more than one boyfriend in my late teens that were above average, as far as cock size is concerned. Barry was the biggest I’d seen but not by far. It also helped that he wasn’t fully erect, which made it easier to take it down my throat. This simple act was something that always turned me on and I never did know why. I guess it was the feel of it as it brushed against my tongue and slid down the back of my throat.
It was clearly turning Barry on, because the more I took in the louder he became. I could tell that it was exciting him, when he once again began to fuck my mouth. He was gripping the back of my head and slamming his cock into me. I could feel how wet it was making me and used my spare hand to stroke my clit as the heat of the moment picked up. Then moments later, he started to cum again and I sucked harder to drain every last drop of his seed.
“Oh God…ahh…oh fuck that feels incredible,” he moaned as I finished him off.
When I was sure it was over, I stood up and jumped up to cling to his neck. He grabbed my butt cheeks and I managed to move in just the right place to allow his cock to enter me. He turned slightly and then started to fuck me against the bathroom wall and I came for the last time that night a few minutes later. After that, we talked for ages about what we had done and whether we intended to do it again.
We are still having sex six months later and I think we will for some time to come, but I also think we’ll meet someone else eventually and that will be the end of it all. All I know for sure right now is that I’ll never forget that first day.
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Daddy In My Back Door
By Saffron Daughter
Ben Tracey. That was the name of the man who lived next door to me. The man who had lived next door to me for nearly eight years. The man who had snatched away my attention whenever I saw him. Yes… that man.
Well, that doesn’t quite explain all of it. He’s not just some neighbor. He’s not just some hunk. He’s my step-father. Yes, I live next door to my step-father. Why? Well, we inherited two adjacent houses that his father owned. When my mother left, it was just him and me, and when I turned twenty one, he gifted me the house next door.
Yup, that’s right, he gave me a fucking house. Hard to believe.
So I’ve lived next door to my step-father ever since. Eight years have passed now, I’m coming up to thirty, and the thing that I can’t get over is that I’m still hopelessly in love with him.
And he knows it. I rather get the feeling he’s into me, too. We don’t’ really talk about it. It’s kind of awkward. We just kind of play flirting games. You see, he’s not much older than me, he’s only fifty. Mum remarried a younger bloke, and it ended up not working out. From the first time I saw him I was drawn to him. Back then his body had been even better than it was now, and though he was fifty, he was in incredible shape. I remember the first time I saw him, handsome, pretty even, a disarming smile and striking eyes. He was topless. I had practically melted into the puddle of ooze.
After Mum left, our dynamic changed a little. We became friendlier, less like parent and child. Of course, I had the raging hots for him, and that never went away. If I had to be honest with myself, I’d probably say that the opportunity to fuck him has been there before. I mean… you know, I reckon I could have seduced him, could have really made it work.
I hadn’t, though. I mean, it was wrong, right? He was my step-father. I should not be doing that. If my friend’s ever found out that I was so hot for him, they’d probably never see me again. It was just my little secret, one that he shared in sometimes, even if only implicitly.
For the past two years he’s been going to this crossfit gym just down the road. He’s a man of habit, too, and he’s into routine. He does it once one way, and then he’ll al
ways do it that way from then on. It didn’t surprise me to hear that he’d spent some time in the military, though he left for reasons he still won’t talk about.
So, coupled with the routine, and the fact that I often spied on him, I knew the exact time when he would begin his ritual Sunday sunbathing session. It’s just one of those things, y’know?
I didn’t call him Daddy anymore. I mostly called him Ben. What can I say about him? He works from home. It looks like he owns some kind of online shop, or company, or something. He’s always got the postman driving by and picking up small parcels. Whatever. He’s an entrepreneur. He’s made his own business. I like that. It shows initiative, and a desire for control. My kind of man. I often wished he’d subject me to his control, tell me what to do. I was pretty sure he wanted it as bad as I did, not that he ever really showed it outside of some harmless flirting.
Me? I work nights. Night shift at the local hospital. Not a doctor, not a nurse, just do admin. People usually think I’m a nurse when I tell them I work nights at the hospital. They don’t realize that for every new patient that comes in — either of their own accord, or in the back of an ambulance — they need to be checked in, have their previous records pulled up, blood type, medical history… it goes on. So yes, we do admin work at four in the morning. Oh, and I almost never have to deal with impatient, scumbag patients. People just seem a lot more mellowed out in the middle of the night. It pays well, and it means I get to spend my days with my step-dad.
But there was just one hiccup. I would only be living next to him for the next seven days. After that, I move out of this neighborhood for good and a bit closer into the city. Sure, the house is still mine. I probably won’t even bother renting it. But, more importantly, that leaves me only seven days…seven days to do something that I’ve always wanted to. I was going to seduce my step-father.
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