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by Angel Honey

  Three dominant older men railed me there and my body loved every second of it. Jason’s fingers were tight to the point of pain and he held me on his cock as Dad fucked me in short, fast strokes. I could feel their cocks rubbing together through the barrier inside me that separated them.

  “Can’t take it anymore,” Officer Frey said. “She’s too fucking good.” Then he was cumming, shooting ropes of thick white cum over my tongue and down my throat. He pulled back before he was done and decorated my face with the last spray.

  My body shaking from swallowing set off Dad and Jason. They both bucked furiously, intent on slam fucking me as hard as they could.

  “I’m going to cum in you,” Dad said, his stern tone drawing my eyes downward until they were locked with this. “Right in your unprotected little pussy. Might fuck a baby into you.”

  “Daddy…”

  “Look at me,” he ordered. I did. “Tell me to cum deep in your fertile cunt.”

  I took a deep breath. Jason pulled out and slammed back in. “Do what he says.”

  “Cum deep in my fertile cunt,” I said, the words sending a zing of heat through me.

  “My pleasure,” Dad groaned and his body shook as he came. I felt his hot seed erupt in me and as Jason started to cum, I did too. All of our bodies convulsed together as we took our pleasure from each other.

  Their cum was deep in me, already starting to leak as they pulled out and I felt strangely empty. Officer Frey offered me a tissue to clean up and I looked down at my body. Red with the barest hint of bruises where the men had been too aroused to be careful with how tight they held me.

  I could see the burn from Officer Frey’s five o’clock shadow on my breasts. The marks Dad and Jason left on my hips. Their seed was wet on my skin and my hair was a wreck.

  I’d never felt more beautiful.

  “Thank you, miss,” Officer Frey said. He nodded his head. “I’d be glad to come back in for you anytime.” He adjusted his clothes, latched his pants and left the room.

  Dad and Jason got dressed too. “Where are her clothes?”

  “They’re in the back of my cruiser,” Jason said. “Since she decided to skinny dip, I decided she didn’t want them bad enough.”

  “I’ll run down and get her something to wear home,” Dad said. He was once again the chief: stern and unapproachable.

  “Wait, Dad.”

  “What, baby?”

  “The other day? I didn’t do that to get the apartment. I did it because I thought you would like it.”

  He smiled. “I’m glad to hear that. I’ll let your friend out of holding and send someone to replace the valuables and repair the window. ” Then he left, closing the door behind him.

  Jason sat down in Dad’s chair. “You’re amazing, Lexie.”

  “You’re not too shabby yourself,” I said, looking at him with new eyes. How had I never noticed the lines of his muscles or the handsomeness of his face?

  “You seeing anyone up at your college?”

  “I’m not,” I said, dropping onto his lap. “Why?”

  “I was already thinking about coming up and asking you out to dinner,” he said. “Do you think I have a shot?”

  “I do,” I said with a smile. Then I leaned forward and kissed him gently.

  End

  Sexy college girl Dani has always fantasized about her stepdad’s big, swollen cock—and it gets even harder to ignore after she hears him jerking off while moaning her name. When he finally makes it clear that he wants to fuck her virgin holes, she gives in to temptation—but they’re both shocked when her adopted brother walks in on the action.

  All characters in this story are over 18 and not blood related. Any resemblance to you, people you know, and anyone else (alive or dead) is definitely a coincidence.

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  I spread my legs farther apart, trying to give him more access to my swollen, wet pussy. My flesh tingled with anticipation when his hot, pulsing cockhead made contact with my virgin hole and he bucked his hips just a little.

  “Come on,” my adopted brother said, his tone strained, “I need you to go farther.”

  “Okay, big brother.”

  “Good little tease.” His hands were heavy on my hips and each finger dug into my pale, soft skin. The feeling of him holding onto me was pushing endorphins through my pleasure-drunk veins. Heat raced along with the edgy sensation. I wanted it so much, but my knees were still shaking.

  “Fuck her now or get out of the way.” My stepfather’s voice broke into my thoughts and I felt his thick finger slide down my ass crack, spreading cool lube between my heated cheeks. “If you can’t pop her cherry, let someone else fuck the slut.”

  I turned back to look at him, noting the red flush to his cheeks, the stiff pole of his erection. I’d never known how much they both wanted me until that day at the barbecue. Even though it was dirty, I wanted to be sandwiched between them, filled with them.

  It was everything I’d ever wanted.

  My Daddy’s Cock

  I’ve had a few boyfriends in my time, but none ever lived up to my daddy. I guess that’s why I’m the only virgin in my dorm and come home alone from fraternity row while my roommates stay and ride the cock of every sexy guy there.

  Whatever. Enjoy your STDs, whores.

  I’d been scheming to get Dad away from Mom ever since the day before I left for college. I heard something in their bedroom even though he was supposed to be at work. Worried about a break-in, I crept down the hall in my bare feet, like some kind of stupid blonde in a horror movie. But when I got closer, I heard a sharp intake of air and realized that it sounded like my dad.

  Worried that something was wrong—I mean, Dad is sexy and healthy and everything, but he’s not exactly young—I moved closer to the door. It was chilly in the house from the constantly-running air-conditioning and my shorts left a lot of my skin showing. Goosebumps formed as I leaned closer to the crack that would let me look into his room.

  Sitting back against the leather-covered headboard, Dad was nude and his long legs were stretched out in front of him. A video was playing silently on the television across from him, casting his face in a bright light. One of his large hands was wrapped around the thickest, longest cock I’d ever seen. He was huge. Just looking at it made my jaw drop and my mouth water.

  If there’s one thing I love, it’s sucking cock. I’d definitely had a lot of experience with that, even if the other parts of fucking were still kind of a mystery to me. I’d sucked a lot of guys off, both large and small…but none compared to the tool my dad was slowly dragging his hand up and down while he watched the silent video.

  At first I didn’t even notice what he was watching. I was too zeroed in on his perfect erection and the way it pulsed in his hand. A bead of cum so large I could see it from ten feet away appeared on the head of his cock and every instinct in my body told me to charge in and lick it off.

  But I didn’t. I just watched.

  After a few minutes, the video caught my attention. It was something I recognized—something that hit a little too close to him.

  It was my tryouts for the college gymnastics team.

  I’d filmed them over the summer, trying to find new ways to bend and twist my supple body during the floor routine. At night, I’d pop them in and critique myself, looking for flaws. The next day, I’d set up the camera and try again, adding new flourishes to a routine I already knew cold.

  The video tapes were deleted though…or at least, I assumed they were.

  Dad groaned as he dragged his hand back down over his stiff erection and my breath caught in my throat. In response to his labored breathing as he watched my twist my body in my tight leotard, I grew wetter. The liquid between my legs was hot and slick; all I wanted was to move my fingers down and push into my smooth, bare flesh. To rub my clit until I came against his bedroom door.

  But
I just watched.

  Right when Dad was about to cum, his jaw clenched and his eyes focused even harder on the screen. It was like he was willing me to pop out of the TV set and into his lap, to force myself down on his big, swollen rod. Of course, that wasn’t possible, so he started shaking and his cock bucked before creamy ropes of cum shot from the end and landed on his stomach.

  “Danielle,” he moaned, and I shot up straighter at the sound of my name on his lips.

  “Is anyone home?” My big brother slammed the door behind him and I heard the sound of his feet pounding up the stairs. Startled, I turned to run down the hall and hide myself in the guest room before Jeremy or Dad could catch me staring at my own father masturbating to me.

  Once I hit the bed in the guest room and was reasonably sure no one was going to follow, I spread my legs and pushed a finger into my tight, wet depths. Imagining Dad’s cock stretching me out, I used my thumb to rub my clit while I fucked myself in shallow strokes.

  When I came, it was like lightning shot from my pussy, electrifying every inch of my body. Slumping back against the pillows, I watched the light fade entirely over the mountains and schemed about how I could possibly get my father to fuck me the way he did his own hand.

  Of course, I was being ridiculous. Not only did Dad love Mom, but he’d never cheated on her that I knew of. My aunt had been cheated on—everyone in the family heard about it for months—but my mom had just smiled. Dad was faithful. Sure, he had some weird porn mags hidden under the bed and maybe he checked out my friends from time to time, but looking wasn’t touching.

  There was pretty much no chance that he’d agree to fuck me.

  More than anything, I regretted not walking in when his cock was out. Hard. When he pleasured himself while watching my toned, athletic body move.

  The Best Laid Plans

  Lucky for me, none of my ridiculous plans ever had to come off the cutting room floor. Instead, Dad sent Mom away to visit her sister during fall break and then approached me at breakfast one morning. Once we were both loaded down with oatmeal, fruit and juice, he looked me straight in the eye and asked the question I was dreading.

  “Did you like spying on me, Dani?”

  “What do you mean?” Panic was like a paralytic and I felt glued to my seat. He’s going to be so pissed. I watched his stern expression soften as my eyes widened in fear.

  “I know you were at my door, watching me jerk off.” His eyes scanned my body in a way they never had before, examining every inch of me. My robe was loose around my shoulders and showed a good deal of my small, creamy tits. Something about his predatory gaze made me feel scared and excited at the same time.

  “I thought maybe you were hurt.”

  “Why?”

  “I heard you groan from down the hall.”

  “That’s because I was thinking about your tight, sexy ass,” he said, blunt and to the point. “Your mother hasn’t given it up since I put money in a college fund for you and she realized there was nothing else she could suck out of me.”

  There’s something I could suck out of you. The thought sprung unbidden to my mind and my lips tingled as if they were already coated in his cum.

  “I know I shouldn’t be thinking about you when I jerk off,” he said, a little abashed, “but fuck, Dani, your little ass just gets me so fucking hard.”

  “Want to see it?” I was too embarrassed to meet his eyes, so I let my lashes flutter down while I looked at the berries on my plate.

  “What?”

  “Do you want to see my ass?”

  For a moment, Dad was torn. His hands gripped the edge of the table while he struggled between what was right and what was very, very naughty. Ultimately, his horny cock guided the way to his decision.

  “I’d love to.”

  Without another word, I rose from the chair and moved to stand in front of him. Bending down a little, I looked over my shoulder and slowly raised my robe, letting him see the lacy panties I’d put on that morning. His brown eyes were glued to my tight, toned ass. When his hand drifted out to touch the curve of my behind, I didn’t move.

  Thick fingers teased the lace edge of the panties, slipping under the stiff fabric to play over my smooth, tan skin. I shivered with excitement and felt wetness leak out of my pussy, which was already clenching tight with desire. For the first time in my life, I wanted a cock to fill me up.

  “Take off your robe and put your hands on the table,” he said in a gruff voice, the words barely above a whisper. “Bend over.”

  I shrugged off the robe and placed my hands on the hard wooden surface of the table. My entire body was pulsing with anticipation. When Dad got up and busied himself with something behind me, the hunger for him deepened.

  “Daddy, please.”

  “You’ve been naughty,” he said, approaching me from behind. “Very naughty to come home and tease me, sweetie.”

  “I’m not. I didn’t.” I totally did.

  “Why did you watch me stroke my cock that day?”

  “I told you…”

  “Why?”

  “Because I wanted to suck your cock.”

  “You’re a little slut. What kind of woman wants to suck her father’s cock?”

  “A slut,” I said, a blush spreading over my cheeks. Without warning, I felt something hard and stiff strike me across my firm ass.

  “Daddy!”

  “Before I let you suck my cock, I need to punish you for being a little slut.” He pressed his iron-hard manhood against the cleft of my ass.

  “Yes, Daddy,” I said. I’d never so much as let a boyfriend smack my ass before, but this felt so right. I wanted him to hit me again. It stung when it came down and I was sure I’d bruise, but I didn’t care. My pussy was wetter than it had ever been before.

  “Do you want this?”

  “Punish my slutty ass, Daddy.” I liked the way his breath caught when I said the words. “Punish me fast so I can suck your cock.”

  The thing he was using to hit me came down hard again and I turned my head, curious to catch a glimpse of what he was using. It was Mom’s long, wooden spoon. He held it by the handle and struck me with the flat of the spoon and part of the thin shaft above. While I watched, Dad raised it and brought it down again.

  “Fuck,” he said, dropping to his knees and kissing my ass cheek where I was red and stinging. The soothing sensation of his lips over the inflamed skin made my knees weak, and I was glad that I had my hands braced tightly on the table.

  “I want to taste your pussy, slut.” He turned me around and brought his mouth to mine, giving me a carnal kiss like nothing I’d ever felt before. His tongue didn’t request entrance to my mouth—it demanded it. When I took a second too long to yield, his hand came up to caress my jaw, putting light but unmistakable pressure on my skin.

  Once I was leaning against him, he picked me up and carried me into the living room. There, he laid me back on the couch and hooked a finger through the crotch of my panties, pulling them free of my body.

  “God, you’re glistening.” I knew it. Every inch of my pussy was wet, swollen, weeping and ready for his tongue. Daddy licked his lips and leaned forward, touching his velvet mouth against the bare skin of my pussy.

  “Fuck!” I shouted, coming up off the couch. He didn’t hesitate and pushed me back, leaning into the carnal kiss he was giving the warmth between my legs.

  When his velvet tongue stroked a line from my virgin hole to my aching clit, I let my head fall back and used both hands to massage my tits. My nipples were hard enough to cut glass; I pinched them and felt blood flow to my erect buds while Dad sucked on my clit until I was quivering on the edge of orgasm.

  “After you cum, I’m going to fuck your ass,” he said, pulling away and using his thumb to manipulate me. “My thick cock is going all the way inside.”

  “Please, Daddy, I want you to.”

  “Have you ever had a cock in your little asshole?” His fingers trailed down my silky sides and s
troked my asshole.

  “No…”

  “Good. I want to be the first.” His mouth returned to my pussy and I rolled away on sensation. Every lick, every touch of his tongue brought me higher and higher. When he used his teeth to delicately roll my sensitive bud, I screamed and came, soaking his face with my juices.

  “Now it’s up your little ass, slut,” he said in a harsher tone than any I’d ever heard from him.

  “What the fuck is going on here?” We both turned at the sound of my brother’s voice.

  When Your Brother Walks In…

  “Did you just say you’re going to fuck my little sister’s ass?” Jeremy’s face went red and he glared at his father. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

  “No,” I said, coming off the couch and racing to get between the two large men. “It’s not what you’re thinking.”

  “So you didn’t just have Dad’s face buried in your pussy?”

  “I mean…yes, but…”

  “But what? What about Mom?”

  “You know your mother hasn’t let me touch her in years,” Dad said.

  “I heard you call Dani a slut. What the fuck, Dad?”

  Part of me wanted to vanish into thin air, but a stronger part of me knew I had to speak up. I couldn’t let the misunderstanding foster, no matter how difficult saying the words would be for me. Even though my brother would never think of me the same way after he heard them.

  “I like it, Jeremy.”

  “What?” His face registered his shock and he looked away from Dad to me. “What do you mean?”

  “I wanted it.” I sighed and walked over to him, hugging him. “I love you, but I’ve wanted to fuck Dad for a long time.”

  “He called you a slut.”

  “It makes me wet when he does that.”

  Jeremy turned to Dad. “Let me talk to Dani alone for a minute.”

  “I’ll get you a glass of water, sweetie,” Dad said, and walked into the kitchen.

  My big brother and I sat on the couch and I tried to explain. “I’ve seen other guys’ cocks, Jer, and they never excited me before. When I saw Dad’s…it just lit a fire in me. I wanted it in me.”