by Wild, Angel
He backed up, not wanting to cum too soon. They were taken by surprise by his departure but hurriedly followed him to the couch.
“You guys sit down.”
They complied silently, having an idea of what he had in mind. They both sat on the edge and lied back. George got on his knees and approached Melissa.
“Not now, daddy. Today is all about Laurie, okay? I want to see you eat out her lovely cunt.”
As much as he craved his stepdaughter’s aroma he knew better than to argue at a time like this. He positioned himself between the Captain’s legs and lowered his head to what he saw was a very wet triangle.
Unsure how to act, Laurie put her hands on her stomach. She watched the man beam as he inspected her glistening labia. Her own stepfather had been the same way. George gave a few timid licks before opening his mouth wide to taste as much of her as possible.
“Aaah,” Laurie moaned.
“He’s good, isn’t he?”
George munched on her inner lips expertly. He rubbed around her clit, tickled the entrance of her channel with her finger, and at the same time he licked everywhere.
Melissa took Laurie’s arm and put it around her shoulders as she snuggled closer. With her right hand she began playing with the officer’s tits. Meanwhile, she kissed her neck tenderly.
“Does my daddy make you wet? Uh, does he make your tight little snatch tremble?”
“God, yes.”
“Would you like my daddy to be your daddy?”
George looked up at his stepdaughter though he didn’t stop licking those delicious juices. Until now he hadn’t known Melissa had such a kinky streak in her.
“He’s your daddy now, Laurie. Tell him.”
“You’re my daddy, George. I’m your little girl.”
“And what do you want him to do?”
Laurie had trouble concentrating as shivers were traveling from her pussy all the way up to her face. She couldn’t take this much longer.
“I want you to fuck me, daddy.”
Melissa turned to her stepfather. “You heard her. You wouldn’t want to disappoint your little girl, now would you, daddy?”
George straightened up and scooted forward until his hard cock was lined up with the young woman’s sloppy pussy. Without wasting a second, he wiggled the tip between her lips, finding her opening.
“Come on, do it.”
He thrust forward. She was so wet that he had no trouble burying himself to the hilt. Her womb was a furnace and the heat assaulted his senses at once.
“Oh yes!” Laurie almost screamed.
Accustomed to her snug snatch, George went about fucking her in long strokes. Anything faster and he’d be in danger of shooting his wad much too soon.
Melissa got off the couch and kneeled by the couple. She stroked her girlfriend’s taut stomach with one hand while the other massaged her stepfather’s shoulder.
“You like that, daddy? You like fucking your new daughter?”
She didn’t get an answer. She brought her left hand to the top of Laurie’s pussy and started rubbing her engorged clit. It was poking out of its hood, looking for attention. The little nub felt so good between her fingers. At the same time, she dropped her other hand to her stepdad’s butt. She squeezed each cheek before running her fingers in between. At last, she palmed his heavy balls and tugged on them delicately.
Laurie was in heaven. She hadn’t been this satisfied by a man since Gus. To imagine this stranger plunging into her as her dad was driving her insane.
“Fuck me, daddy! Make me cum!”
Melissa stretched up and put her lips by her George’s ear. “Do it,” she whispered. “Today we concentrate on her, okay? We have all the time in the world for just us but she really needs your cock right now.”
This spurred him on and he decided to go for broke. He caressed her hips and thrust faster into her.
“Cum for daddy, little girl,” he commanded. “Let daddy bring you off with his big hard cock!”
Melissa looked at Laurie’s twisted face and she knew she was close to her release. She accelerated the grinding action over her clit as she was on a mission now. It was zero hour for Operation Make Laurie Cum.
The Captain’s eyebrows angled down and her mouth opened.
“Oh yeah, I’m cumming!”
This was it, the moment of truth. Finally the orgasm hit her like a linebacker.
“Ooooooh!”
Her entire body was seized with tremors. She convulsed on the couch while George and his stepdaughter never even bothered slowing down.
“Stop, please stop.”
Melissa knew she had to be quite sensitive and let go of her clit. However, George still felt her gushing around him and he didn’t want to stop fucking her. He powered through her mild objections and within minutes she was smiling at him, urging him to continue.
“You’re so good, daddy. You make my pussy so wet when you fuck me like this.”
She pulled Melissa to her, hooking an arm behind her neck. She pressed her lips against hers and kissed her fiercely. Their tongues battled and no one was prepared to concede any territory. Ultimately, they came up for air.
“You guys are so hot together,” the younger girl said. “I’m totally drenched.”
“I wanna lick your cunt.”
“No, just enjoy my daddy.”
“It’s an order, Sergeant.”
Melissa was taken aback. Laurie sat up and pushed George away. She got off the couch and got on her hands and knees. Melissa got the pictures and took her superior’s place on the sofa, sitting on the edge.
Without missing a beat, Laurie locked her lips around the NCO’s glittering pussy. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the delicacy that was Melissa’s juices. Her tongue furrowed between her smooth lips, lapping up the nectar that made her head swim.
“Oh Jesus,” Melissa purred.
She squeezed her nipples as she watched Laurie go to town between her legs. She’d been already on edge just from watching the other couple. Now that her sweet cunny was being devoured, it wouldn’t be long until she reached the point of no return.
George grinned like a teenager. Laurie had a wonderful ass, round and bubbly, and he could see her wet slit poking between her legs. It might as well have been a bull’s-eye. He shuffled forward, aimed his cock between her folds, and rammed into her.
Laurie was so shocked by the foreign object stretching her that she stopped licking, but only for a second. Within moments she found she couldn’t get enough of it. She was tighter while doing it doggie-style and it only threatened to give her a second thundering orgasm. She focused on fingering the other woman.
Melissa forced herself to keep our eyes open. She looked at her stepfather ramming Laurie from behind, drilling her wet snatch for all it was worth.
“Yeah, daddy! Fuck her, make her cum again. Let’s go, daddy!”
Just saying these words was too much for Melissa. The fingers digging into her tunnel were hitting all the right notes. She put both hands behind Laurie’s head and pulled her into her pussy.
“Don’t stop, I’m cumming. Oh God, I’m gonna cream your face!”
As soon as she had said the last word, her muscles spasmed uncontrollably. The ecstatic wave crashed over without prior notice. She thrashed against the sofa and was dimly conscious that she was pulling Laurie’s hair. She didn’t care, she was feeling too good.
The sight of his little girl squirming was inebriating. It brought to memory every sexual moment that had passed between them from his jerking off in her dirty panties, to her seducing him, to the threesome they’d had with another man in Germany. Melissa was such a little whore and he loved her for it. He intensified his grip on the Captain’s hips and fucked her faster.
“You like having daddy plunging into your pussy?” he asked Laurie. “You wanna feel daddy’s hot load splashing into you?”
“Yes, fuck me, daddy! Please make me cum again!”
The feeling
began at the tip of George’s cock. It tingled and the sensation soon journeyed down to his balls. The latter contracted and sent his cream coursing up his shaft.
“Oh shit, baby!”
Laurie felt him expand within her. She felt no pain, just pleasure. In fact, another orgasm was sneaking up on her.
“Aaaaaaah yes!”
They came at the same time. As George’s cock erupted, sending a torrent of warm jizz deep into her channel, her pussy clamped down around him. Her internal muscles were not only quaking but also milking his shaft with every squeeze, every quiver.
“Oh yes, daddy!”
Laurie thought she was about to pass out from the intensity of it all. She wanted to be filled to the brim with his scorching seed, something she hadn’t longed for since her own daddy used to fuck her on rainy Sunday afternoons.
George slowed down, pumping the last of his reward into her and giving her time to catch her breath. When he pulled out, he was already half hard. He climbed to his feet and crashed on the couch. He reached forward and pulled a sated Laurie next to him. For her part, Melissa wrapped herself into her stepfather’s arm.
“So what do you think, daddy? Should I get you some adoption papers? Can you handle having another daughter?”
George was still in a daze about the whole thing. “I think we should consider getting me some heart medication first. You two will be the death of me if you keep this up.”
Laurie smiled. “Don’t worry, we’re military ladies. We’re experts at whipping guys into shape.”
The girls pressed themselves against George who pulled them in closer as they shared a laugh. He definitely had his work cut out for him.
THE END
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His Little Darling
By Jade K. Scott
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I was fourteen when mom married Rob. I thought he was a dick, because he was always telling me what to do. I hated him, so I treated him like shit. I cussed him out all the time, refused to do anything he said, and tried to make his life a living hell. I must admit, no matter what I dished out, Rob was a pretty decent guy. He never hit me, hardly ever screamed at me, and was pretty respectful considering the way I treated him.
One day I happened to walk into their bedroom looking for my mother when he’d just gotten out of the shower. He was towel-drying his hair, and he didn’t notice me. But I sure noticed him!
His body was hard – rock hard. I never saw him work out, but he looked like he hit the gym daily. I wondered if there was a gym at his office or something. But it wasn’t just his stunning physique that left me with my jaw hanging, it was something else. Something my wide eyes naturally traveled down to. His cock was HUGE!
I backed slowly out of the room, my face flushed hot and pink and a tingling sensation growing between my legs. I’d been with a couple of guys, but they were nowhere near as huge as him. I couldn’t believe a cock that large even existed! It didn’t look human, to be quite honest. And it wasn’t even erect!
I know it might seem shallow, but I started treating him differently from that moment on. It was like I saw him in a different light. He wasn’t just the bastard that was trying to replace my father – he was a man. And totally hot, I might add!
One day, Rob came to tell my mother he wanted to spend the weekend with his buddies. They’d rented a cabin in the woods, and they were supposed to be hunting and fishing for the whole weekend.
My mother had no problem with this, except for the fact that she was going to a retreat with her coworkers that same weekend. She was worried about leaving me home by myself – apparently afraid I’d have a party and wreck the house or invite the whole football team over for an orgy.
Rob sulked around the house for a couple of days until he got a phone call during breakfast from one of his friends.
“Well, Laura,” he told my mother. “Looks like you got your wish. James and Dave both came down with the flu, so I guess no one is going, anyway.”
“So you all rented that cabin for nothing?” my mother lamented. “Can you get the money back?”
“Not at this late date,” Rob said. “You have to let them know forty-eight hours in advance, and we’re supposed to be there in the morning.”
“That’s a lot of money, Rob,” she complained. “Hey, I know! Why don’t you take Carrie!”
I froze with my mouth open and a spoonful of cereal dangling in front of it, milk dribbling down the front of my shirt.
“You think she’ll want to spend a weekend in the middle of nowhere with her stepfather?” Rob asked incredulously.
“I do!” I said quickly, dropping my spoon into my cereal bowl with such force milk splattered all over my clothes.
“You do?” they both asked, staring at me in disbelief.
I nodded emphatically. I suppose they had every right to be shocked. The only interest I’d ever shown in the great outdoors was going to the lake every summer, but that was only to see Marty Vickers, the hot guy who pumped gas at the boat docks, and I spent most of that time in the air conditioning at the pavilion watching television and playing video games.
The truth was, now that I had seen just how hot Rob really was, I was dying to have some time alone with him. I know it seems terrible of me, but I’d developed a huge crush on him, and the fact that he was my mother’s husband hardly even crossed my mind.
“Well, alright, then,” Rob agreed. “If you really want to go, we’ll make a weekend of it.”
Rob and my mother both looked confused, but I was squealing with glee on the inside. I couldn’t believe I was going to have a whole weekend alone with one of the hottest guys I’d ever met!
*
Rob and I arrived at the cabin very early on Saturday morning. The sun hadn’t yet risen, and we’d been driving for three hours. I was squirming in my seat the whole way, because I was itching to be alone with him.
I’d gone to bed especially early so I wouldn’t be sleepy, and I was hoping we could spend some time in the cabin when we first arrived, but Rob had other ideas. We were getting the gear out of the trunk when he hit me with it.
“You ready to go fishing?” he asked happily.
“Fishing?” I asked skeptically.
“Yeah, you know that activity where you dangle a hook in the water and pull fish out?” he joked.
“Ha-ha,” I said, rolling my eyes at his silly joke. “We just got here, though.”
“Why do you think we got here so early?” Rob asked. “Fish bite better before the sun comes up.”
Rob placed an armful of gear on the porch and fumbled with the keys. He pushed the door open and stepped aside, allowing me to enter first.
“Um, didn’t you say you, James and Dave were supposed to be spending the weekend here?” I asked.
“Yeah, why?” he asked, stooping to pick up the gear he’d set down.
“Because there’s only one bed,” I told him.
“What?” he gasped.
I could hardly contain my excitement, but Rob wasn’t happy. In fact, he was downright angry.
“It’s alright,” I said.
“No, it’s not. This is bullshit!” he shouted. “And it’s only four in the morning. I can’t even call them until nine! Damn it!”
“Rob, chill,” I said. “It’s fine. At least your friends aren’t here.”
“Where am I supposed to sleep?” he asked.
I shrugged. I didn’t want to mention it, yet, but I definitely had my heart set on sleeping in the same bed with him.
“Never mind,” Rob said. “Let’s get fishing while they’re still biting.”
Rob and I headed down to the lake. There was a boat dock about thirty yards from the front porch, and Rob grabbed two folding lawn chairs and set them up for us. Then he tried to teach me how to put a worm on a hook.
“This is a nig
ht crawler,” he said. “You just poke the hook through it like this, fold it up, and poke it through it again. That way, the worm can still wiggle on the hook and attract the fish, but it isn’t as likely to wiggle off the hook.”
“Ew,” I said, shuddering and looking thoroughly disgusted. “I don’t think I can do that.”
“Alright, I’ll bait the hook for you,” he said, chuckling. “Now watch me. This is how you cast.”
He showed me how to fling the rod back behind me and push the button to release the line, and how to stop it at just the right moment. My first cast landed precisely where I wanted it to.
“Nice!” Rob said, patting me on the shoulder. “You’re a natural!”
I beamed proudly at him. It’s funny. I’d never cared what he thought before, but now I wanted to please him more than anything in the world.
Rob and I caught more than a dozen fish before the sun came up, and he put them in a cooler full of lake water to keep them alive until we were ready for them. Once the sun came up, he told me he wanted to go hunting.
“Hunting?” I asked. “You mean like killing defenseless animals?”
Rob made a face at me.
“Really, Carrie,” he chastised me. “Men have been hunting since the dawn of human civilization. We have to provide for our families.”
“That’s what a grocery store is for,” I groaned, crossing my arms in front of me and looking at him very accusatorily.
He rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“What’s the matter with it, really?” he wanted to know.
“They’re defenseless little animals, and you don’t need to kill them for food,” I said.
“So are the fish,” he pointed out.
“That’s true,” I admitted.
“But squirrels and deer are cuter?” he asked.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I agreed.
He shook his head again.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make it quick and painless,” he said, and he took his gear and left.