Subject: Spring Break Finale (MF, incest, oral)
By: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Diary Date: March 26, 2006
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Summary:
It was the last day of a great Spring Break. Although it was hard to leave
home, I got a great sendoff - definitely a day for the diary! It started with a
great wakeup call and then off to church where I was reunited with an old friend
in more ways than one!
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 Good Morning Daddy!
Chapter 2 An Old Boyfriend Reappears
Chapter 3 Greg Fucks Me in Church
Chapter 1 Good Morning Daddy!
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When I finally went to bed Saturday night I was exhausted. What a week! After
arriving home the previous Friday night for Spring break I spent the weekend
with my family making up for some lost time. Then I decided to take my cousin
up on her offer to join her and some friends for a few days at Nags Head at the
OBX. My cousin has always had a wilder streak in her than me and her friends
fit right in with her. They may have all be a couple years younger than me but
I was the one who learned a few things! Returning home late Friday night I was
greeted by my horny father. I have never refused my father and this was not
going to be a first time so despite being tired from the long trip home I took
care of his needs before finally getting to bed. Then on Saturday instead of
sleeping in my friends dragged me off shopping and that afternoon my cousin Rick
stopped by. He had told his mom he needed to "help around the house" and I
wonder what she would have said if he said the truth that he was going over to
fuck the daylights out of his older cousin! My dad had to work all day but when
he got home the bulge in his pants was a clear sign of what he wanted so you can
imagine how the evening went from there!
Well, after all that you can see why I was sleeping so soundly the next Sunday
morning. My alarm was set so I could get to church on time but in the meantime
I was practically unconscious! I remember having some vague dreams but have no
idea what they were. I can only remember waking up feeling something warm and
hard pressing against my ass, rubbing up and down the crack of my butt. My
boobs was being caressed and I could feel the warmth of someone pressing against
my back as I laid on my side. At first I thought I was still dreaming. I
couldn't even open my eyes and whatever was happening to me felt distant but at
the same time I could feel something waking inside of me, something between my
legs.
As I laid there, not moving a muscle or even opening my eyes, I began to slowly
wake as I became more aware of what was being done to me. A large hand was
cupping my boob, squeezing it gently and running my nipple between the fingers.
I then realized what was rubbing against my ass a nice hard cock! I could
feel the body behind me moving as he humped my butt, rubbing his cock up and
down my ass, sometime letting it slide between my legs so it would tease my
pussy which I could tell had been getting quite wet all on its own.
"Oh god you feel so soft and smooth," a voice whispered in my ear. The fog
lifted from my groggy head as I recognized the voice it was my wonderful dad!
I moaned softly and squirmed just a bit to let him know I was awake. I just
laid there then and let him run his hand all over me, up and down my naked body.
I jumped involuntarily when he hit a ticklish spot on my side just above my hips
but then his fingers traced a path down my leg and then back up along my torso.
He massaged my boobs again then and pulled gently on my nipples. All the while
his hips were slowly pushing up and down against my ass, rubbing his cock (which
was hard as a rock) against my smooth ass.
"I love you Kelly," he whispered as his hand worked it way down between my legs.
I lifted my leg up slightly to make it easier for him to reach between them and
he cupped my bare pussy in his strong hand. His middle finger worked it way
between my wet pussy lips and then pushed inside of my pussy until it was buried
in me. He slowly worked it in and out of me like he was fucking me with his
finger.
"Mmmmmm," I moaned softly as he slipped a second finger in me, "Oh daddy, that
feels so good."
"God I love your pussy," he said softly as he rubbed my clit with the palm of
his hand while his fingers explored me. "Oh fuck, it's so tight and smooth, no
wonder all the boys want you."
"Touch me daddy," I softly begged him, "I love it when you touch me more than
anyone. Make me cum... oh daddy please make me cum."
Unlike some girls, I have always found it easy to reach an orgasm. I think it's
more your state of mind than anything and as I was totally comfortable with my
body and sexuality I think it definitely made it easier for me to achieve a
climax. Even so, when I was with my dad it seemed almost effortless. He could
make me cum just by playing with my hair and running his hand between my legs.
This morning was no exception as not long after he started rubbing my hardened
clit I could feel my pussy surging. I groaned more loudly as I felt the feeling
grow and expand, spreading outwards through the rest of my body. Goose bumps
rose as every inch of my skin tingled and then felt like it was on fire as my
orgasm suddenly ignited. My pussy felt like it was gushing a stream of cum as
I stiffened and reached down to hold his hand tightly against me.
"Oh my god daddy!" I cried, "Oh yea, that's it, you know how to make me cum
soooo good."
He was relentless, driving me to a peak and holding me there. He knew me so
well, how my body reacted when I cam and he knew how to interpret my movements
and sounds. If he pushed too hard I was orgasm so hard it was like an explosion
fast and furious but quickly over. Too slow and it would fade before its
time. My dad's fingers played my pussy like a fine violin, like a concert
musician rising and falling with the score, keeping me on that knife edge of
pleasure that blocked out everything except the feelings he was creating in me.
Finally I felt it slowly dying and he allowed me to collapse, dropping my leg
and shuddering each time he would tease my throbbing cunt by letting his finger
lightly rub against it. I was breathing heavily as if I had just run a race
and he turned my over on my back and leaned over me. I finally opened my eyes
for the first time and looked at his face. He was smiling at me and then he
lowered his head to kiss me. I felt my boobs press against his chest as his
tongue reached out into my mouth, running along my gums and toying with my
tongue. We kissed passionately for the longest time as he put one leg over mine
and pressed his crotch against my leg. His cock felt so hard against me!
Finally our lips parted and he stroked my hair softly as he gazed lovingly at me
and said. "Oh Kelly, you are such a wonderful daughter. How could I ever
deserve a girl like you?"
I smiled back at him, the warmth of my orgasm still running throughout me. I
reached down between us and held his cock in my hand. I could feel the blood
pulsing in it as his heart throbbed with lust and anticipation. I knew what he
wanted and I wanted to give it to him.
"Fuck me daddy," I whispered huskily to him, "Show me how much you love me."
It goes without saying I knew my dad loved me totally and he didn't have to fuck
me to prove it. I could have never fucked him and it would have not changed
his love for me one iota. That was not the point however. It wasn't to prove
he loved me but rather because he loved me that I wanted him to take me
completely. It wasn't because I needed to prove I loved him but because I
loved my father that I wanted to submit myself to him to give myself to him in
every way possible. I wanted to please him as only his daughter could. No one
else in the world could give him what I could his daughter's sexuality. What
better gift could I give him than that?
My dad didn't say another word as he moved on top of me. I spread my legs wide
apart and he lifted them high over his shoulders as he kneeled between them. My
head was propped up on my pillow and I looked down past my stomach where I could
see his hairy crotch with his erect dick sticking out from it, the large head
just inches fro my waiting pussy. I put my hands on my boobs and squeezed them
as he took his cock in one hand and leaned forward such that the head was
pressing against my pussy which was crying out to be filled.
"Fuck me daddy," I said louder to him this time. I didn't have to say more,
those three simple words were all he wanted to hear from me. After all, what
father wouldn't be thrilled to hear his young daughter say that? I would bet
heavily that even those that claim they would never consider such a thing would
still get aroused if she told him that.
My dad rubbed the head of his cock up and down my wet pussy lips, making me jump
when it hit my still sensitive clit. Then finally as I watched I saw the head
slowly disappear as he parted my pussy lips and pushed just the head inside of
me. God it felt so good!!! My crotch felt like it was being split open as he
penetrated me, forcing me to open up under the pressure of his dick. His hips
slowly worked back and forth as he moved just the head around the outer opening
of my pussy where he knew I was the most sensitive. He knew I would tell him
when it was time to go further and finally I was ready.
"Deeper daddy," I told him, "Put your cock all the way inside of me."
"Oh yeah baby," he groaned as he pushed himself into me, "Such a sweet cunt...
god you're still so tight!"
While I knew my mom and dad loved having sex, face it mom had twenty years and
a baby under her belt compared to me so it was no fair comparison between me
pussy and hers. Even though he loved fucking my mom, I knew my dad enjoyed the
feel of my tight pussy. He would never cheat on my mom so my cousin and I were
the only young pussy he got to fuck and I was thrilled knowing I could make him
feel so good simply by letting him fuck me.
My dad starting to fuck me harder then, driving himself deeper into me and then
pulling out until just the tip of his cock was barely still in me. A few times
he pulled out just a bit too far and would slip out of me but he would quickly
recover each time, getting himself back in me again as quickly as possible. The
closer my dad would get to his orgasm the more he would talk and dirtier he
would get. I loved it when he spoke to me like I was some slut to whore rather
than trying to me all nice to me like I was some innocent little girl. I could
be his daughter AND a slut and that is what I tried to be.
"Oh fuck, I love fucking you," he gasped as he pumped his cock in and out of me.
"You're such a fucking ht little slut, teasing all the boys the way you do,
sucking and fucking every one you can. But they don't know who makes you cum
best do they?"
It was hard to say anything the way he was pounding me, driving the breath from
me with each thrust of his dick into my wet pussy. I tried anyway though
..
"Yes daddy, fuck me. God you fuck me so much better than they do," I finally
managed to say.
"That's it my little slut," he replied, "That's my little girl. You want your
daddy's cum slut? You ready for me cum in you?"
I moaned as I felt myself approaching another orgasm myself. "Cum in me daddy,"
I begged, "I want you to give me your cum... I want it DEEP inside of me."
"Ohhhhhhhhh fuck!!!" he cried out as he pressed his crotch tightly against me,
driving his cock into me as deep as he could. "I'm cumming bitch, daddy's
cumming!"
I felt his cock swell and suddenly a bloom of heat erupted deep inside of me as
his sperm erupted from the tip of his cock. Knowing he was filling me with his
cum was all I needed to get my second orgasm in gear and my pussy clamped down
tight onto his cock as I creamed all over him. His first load was quickly
followed by a second, third and then a fourth as he drove himself deeper into me
until I felt my legs would slit apart from him pushing between them so hard. I
lifted my hips up to him, wanting every drop from his cock as my own orgasm
peaked quickly this time. Finally he had delivered all he could and he moved
my legs down to the bed and fell forward onto his elbows just over me. His
cock was still in me and I could feel it pulsing and twitching.
"Stay in me daddy," I whispered softly to him, my voice thick with sex. "Stay
inside of me... I love being joined together with you like this."
My dad kissed my neck softly and murmured, "Yes Kelly, anything you want."
We laid like that for what seemed like an hour but was probably only ten to
fifteen minutes. We kissed and nuzzled each other, sharing a bond that can only
exist between a father and daughter. Our bodies were joined together as
intimately as a man and woman can be and I felt so secure with my father inside
of me.
Unfortunately my alarm clock was still set and the buzzing broke the moment.
Looking at the time we both realized we need to get going if we were gong to
make it to church on time. My dad kissed me and slipped his now softened cock
from my pussy. For an instant I felt an incredible loss, as if something was
missing from me and now I was incomplete. My hand reached down to cover my now
lonely pussy and I looked hungrily at my dad.
"That's my Kelly," he laughed softly, "Never satisfied. God help your husband
someday because I don't know how the poor guy is going to survive with your
needs."
Chapter 2 An Old Boyfriend Reappears
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With that he left and I took the opportunity to head into the bathroom. I
suddenly had to piss like crazy and although my mom was in there doing her hair
I sat down and quickly relieved myself. My mom looked down from holding her
hairbrush and curling iron to smile at me.
"Well, did you two have a good time this morning?" she asked with a foxy smile.
"Oh mom!" I sighed. My dad did me every morning when I was home and every
morning she asked the same silly question as if she didnt already know the
answer.
"Well, when he woke up this morning he was horny as hell so I figured you would
be getting it good this morning," she chuckled.
She finished up and left me to shower and clean up. I passed my dad as I left
the bathroom and I grabbed his cock playfully as we tuned to let each other by
in the doorway.
"Hey now," he laughed, "Get your hot little ass ready for church."
I giggled and ran into my room. The weather has sucked lately and as much as I
wanted to wear something sexy and short I really didn't feel like freezing
either so I compromised. I picked out one of my favorite "peasant girl" dresses
this kind with shoulders you can either wear up or let them slide down with a
pleated bosom and long flowing skirt. At church I wore it with the shoulders up
but outside of there I loved to wear them on my upper arms which made my boobs
look better. As long as it was I would just wear some knee-high hose and heels.
That was it. I would be damned if I was going to wear a bra and panties to
church today as horny as I was. I always felt a little thrill whenever I was
walking into church with nothing underneath. Most people probably didn't have a
clue but I knew there were more than a few boys- and men, that knew me well
enough to know I was naked underneath. I guess it would be appropriate since I
was in church to say I also knew them biblically!
I left my hair loose and flowing over my shoulders and put on just a touch of
makeup to hide a few minor blemishes. I got on-line to check my mail. My
computer is set up to log into yahoo automatically and as usual I had a host of
messages waiting for me. I almost always stay invisible since the moment I go
"available" my screen is covered with IM windows of people wanting to chat with
me. Normally I look at who left me a message and I try to respond to as many as
I can. As usual, I ended up chatting with a few guys but with church coming up
I had to end the conversations pretty quickly.
My mom called for me from the first floor where I headed down to find my parents
with coats on, waiting impatiently for me.
"How come the only time we are late to church is when you are home Kelly?" my
mom teased me.
I looked at my dad and gave him a wink before replied, "Maybe it has something
to do with Dad?" I said with a smirk.
They both laughed and my dad kissed my mom. We started to go downstairs when my
dad turned around and moved behind me.
"Pre-church inspection," he announced as he lifted my skirt. "Hmmmmm, just as I
suspected. Now just what doe my little slut of a daughter have in mind for
church this morning?"
"Daddy!!!" I protested as I pulled my skirt back down. "It never hurts to be
prepared," I said with a pout.
Both my parents just shook their heads as we got in my dad's SUV and headed to
church. Upon arriving we said hello to the usual folks and headed for the
basement where they served coffee and donuts before the service. I hung my coat
up and felt a twinge in my pussy as I noticed a number of the guys taking an
extra look at me. I pretended not to notice but I had sucked more than a few
of them and fucked a couple so I could imagine what was going through their
heads at the moment.
As we waited in line I heard a voice from behind me.
"Kelly?!" someone called to me, "Is that you?"
I turned and there was Greg, one of the guys I use to date in high school. I
hadn't seen him in ages and apparently he was now going to our church as this
was the first time I had seen him there. Greg came up to me and smiled saying,
"Wow, you have really changed since high school!"
Well, a couple of bra cup sizes didn't hurt and my face and figure had become
more, well, womanized than teenager so I guess he was right. I could imagine
what else he as wondering had changed as well. Greg and I had gone out a few
times when we were in high school but other than the usual blowjob I gave every
guy I dated back then, I never had let him touch me, let alone fuck me. He got
to see my pussy when I masturbated while I sucked him but I didn't let him touch
it. That was true actually with most of the guys I dated.
Greg had been OK back then but nothing to write home about. He was a bit nerdy
and although he had a nice cock, I wasn't interested in letting him have more of
me. Well, I wasn't the only one to have changed! Mr. Geek was now Mr. Hunk.
The glasses were gone and he had a fine ass that his trousers couldn't hide. He
was a lot taller now and hovered high over me. He had a pretty nice cock back
then and my eyes involuntarily drifted to his crotch where I wondered what he
was now packing under those pants. I felt just a brief moment of embarrassment
when he apparently realized where my attention had wandered to.
"Well, I see you haven't changed completely," he laughed. "Still teasing all the
boys? Oh wait, that's right, I heard you're going to some straight religious
college. Wow, that must have been a change for you!"
If nothing else, he was a lot more forward than the shy kid I had dated four
years before! If he hadn't been so gorgeous I probably would have slapped him!
As horny as I was this morning though al I could think about was how his cock
would taste now. I always had a feeling that given a chance I wouldn't be
turning him down this time either! I picked up some orange juice and we drifted
away from the crowds.
"So you're pretty bold these days," I said to him to open the conversation.
"Yea, I'm not the shy geek anymore I guess you could say," he replied with a
smile. "Besides, from what I remember you never seemed to mind a guy talking to
you like that."
He was right of course. I have always loved it when guys were open and direct
with me. Even when I chat on-line I love hearing guys tell me how much they
want to fuck me. I hated playing silly games why not just tell one another
what you wanted? As that thought crossed my mind I realized I wasn't listening
to my own advice. I knew what I wanted yet here I was playing footsie with this
guy like two little teenagers. Well, the hell with that!
I gave Greg a patented Kelly slutty grin and said, "So tell me Rick, has your
cock grown up as much as the rest of you?"
Greg actually blushed a bit at that one which I thought was rather cute. I guess
he wasn't accustomed to a girl being quite so direct with him. Well, we didn't
have much time so either it was get to the point or head upstairs for the
service. Greg looked around nervously and hesitated so I pushed up the ante a
little more.
"Well, am I going to find out or not?" I said with a sly grin. "Besides, I
believe you didn't get everything you wanted our last time together and I want
to make that up to you."
Well, I didn't exactly come right out and say I wanted him to fuck me but how
much more blatant could I get? If he didn't take the ball now and run with it I
would just say the hell with it and get up to join my parents. I wasn't
worried about them as they had seen me move away with Greg and I knew that if I
didn't show up they would understand why.
"Here?" Greg asked with his voice just a little bit higher than it had been. "I
mean, in church?"
"Why not?" I said with a little laugh, "beats listening to a boring sermon."
"Oh?" he asked with a smile, "and I guess you know that from past experience?"
I just smiled at him flirtatiously and waited for him to make the next move.
He took a deep breath and I knew his little head was know doing all the
thinking!
"Well, since you're the expert, where?" he asked.
Chapter 3 Greg Fucks Me in Church
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I took Greg by the hand and led him out of the room. Out in the hallway there
was a door that led to the maintenance room which I knew from past experience
would be empty during the service. As we entered the room I smiled a lot of
memories in here! He closed the door and locked it behind us. Better to have
someone question why it was locked than catch us!
The custodian kept a little living area there for him to relax in with an old
couch, chair and even a TV set. It wasn't much but it was clean and what more
could I ask for? We moved over to the couch ad he stood close to me. He
started to reach out and I knew he wanted to kiss me but I wasn't here for
romance I wanted him to fuck me!
I pulled my head back without being too mean about it and smiled at him. My
hand moved between his legs and I pulled it upwards to grasp his crotch. I
could feel his balls and cock under the loose thin fabric of his pants and was
pleased to see he was already well on his way to a nice erection.
"THIS is what I want," I said firmly, "Strip for me now."
Greg's eyes widened but the little head was still in charge and he did what I
asked. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, placing it over the chair back.
Mmmmm, he had indeed grown up! His chest was well built and there wasn't an
ounce of fat on that stomach. The belt was unbuckled next and he quickly
removed his pants along with his shoe and socks at the same time. He stood
there in front of my in his jockey shorts and I just shook my head at him.
"ALL of it!" I commanded him. I grinned and slipped his underwear off. He had
to pull the waistband out a bit to clear his cock which was now in full raging
hard-on mode. And when he pulled them off his cock flipped out and pointed to
the sky like a dagger. God it looked even better than I had remembered!
"Sit down on the couch," I told him and he dropped down as I stood between his
legs and kneeled in front of him. I reached forward and grabbed his stiff
member. My hand barely fit around it! He wasn't the longest cock I had had by
any means but it was nice and thick which I prefer over length any day. He was
circumcised and the head looked positively delicious. I slowly stroked him in
my hand and looked up at his eyes.
"Do you want me to suck your cock, Greg?" I asked in a slutty voice.
Greg was breathing pretty heavy already and his cock was so hard I thought it
might burst. He licked his lips before he answered and took in a deep breath.
"Oh god yes, Kelly," he said softly, "I have jerked off a thousand times
dreaming of the last time you blew me."
Now THAT was a nice compliment! I was quite proud of my oral skills and many a
guy who claimed he had never cum from a girl sucking him found out just how good
I was. Every cock I sucked was different and I loved trying new ones whenever I
could. Greg's was going to be treat, I could tell that already.
I looked at his cock and licked my lips in anticipation. With one hand I gently
stroked it while with the other first I just ran my fingers through the thick
bush of pubic hair that surrounded it. Considering he was almost hairless over
the rest of his body he had an incredible mass of hair in his crotch. It was if
the hair from everywhere else had been transplanted between his legs!
I loved the coarse feeling of the curly hair between my gingers and the way it
ran through them. I moved my hand down to gently hold his balls, rolling them
gently against one another. They were covered with thick hair as well and hung
low from his body.
I looked up at him one more time and then at his cock as I leaned forward and
gently ran my tongue fro the base up the back of it to the very tip of his
swollen head. I repeated this several times, wetting his cock and making it
easier to stroke with my hand. My lips softly kissed the tip of his cock and
then I took just enough into my mouth to be able to hold it and run my tongue
along it.
God he smelled so good! I love the musky smell of a man's crotch, especially
when he is getting horny and the sex seems to ooze like from his pores like
strong perfume. My tongue ran around the base of his head, under the lip that
surrounded it and then ticking it where it forms a little "V".
Then slowly, oh so slowly, I started to take him in my mouth more and more in
one complete motion. It was so thick I had to open my mouth wide to take him but
fortunately he wasn't too long to make it impossible to take him all in.
Finally just as his cock was pushing against the back of my throat I met the
base and felt his thatch of hair tickle my cheeks and nose.
"Oh... my... God!" Greg groaned as I twisted my head around his cock which was
now completely engulfed by my mouth. "Damn Kelly, how do you DO that?"
It was a rhetorical question but if I could have answered him I would have
smiled and just said, "practice", which was the truth actually. I have been
fucked by over a hundred cocks but have sucked a hell of a lot more. I guess
it's only natural when you combine experience with something you love doing that
you should get pretty good at it after awhile! Besides, I had two of the best
teachers a girl could ask for my mom and dad!
I needed to breath so I pulled my head up until he was barely in my mouth. I
like to think of sucking a cock as almost a reverse fucking. I just imagine my
mouth as a vagina and do to his cock what my pussy does when he fucks me. My
theory is a pussy is the natural home for a cock so anything it does has to be
good so if I can mimic that with my mouth then the results should be a great
blowjob.
Well, all I can say is so far nobody has disputed my theory! There is also the
fact that I can do things with my mouth my pussy can only dream of plus my
tongue plays a major role as well. Sucking cock is one of my favorite things
to do. It's really not like having sex Clinton was just being more honest
than most people will admit. Sex involves a cock and a pussy. If either
is missing you can't really call it sex. Sucking a guy's cock is more like him
playing with my hair than fucking me. If nothing else, it's FUN!
I also have to admit there is a little bit of power in that when I blow a guy I
feel totally in control of him. A lot of guys seem to think that when they
tell a girl to suck their cock they are being dominant. Well, if it makes them
feel good to think that then I won't burst their bubble but face it, who is
dominant when I have it between my teeth? If you have any doubt over the
dominance factor, just ask yourself why is it that a guy will do almost anything
for me if he thinks there is even the most remote chance I'll suck him?
I rest my case!
I alternated between stroking his cock in and out of my mouth with running my
lips and tongue up and down the sides of it along with just sucking on it like a
popsicle. Finally I could tell he was getting ready to cum his breath was
coming faster and faster and the groans were getting louder. I put my hands
around him and held his ass as I stroked his cock in and out no-handed. I
looked up at him as I did and he was staring at me, his face looking like he was
almost in pain with the pleasure I was giving him.
"I want to cum in your mouth," he whispered hoarsely.
I didn't answer because my mouth was full of cock but he got the message as I
stroked his cock even faster with my mouth. I didn't take my eyes off of him
as I wanted to see his face when he came. It wasn't much longer before he did
as suddenly I felt his cock swell just a fraction more and his hips lifted
involuntarily upward. A long moan escaped from his mouth as his eyes rolled
back and his cock erupted with cum. I only had an inch or so in my mouth so it
squirted against the back of my mouth and collected on my tongue.
Mmmmmm, he tasted so damn good. Some girls don't like the bitterness of cum but
I found the salty mixture to be quite tasty. The gooiness is another turnoff
for a lot of my friends but I also like the feeling of it as it covers my tongue
and the inside of my mouth like a slimy film. Even after I swallow the film
stays behind and I can taste it for a long time afterwards so long as I don't
eat or drink too much over it.
Greg's cock kept jerking in my mouth but he reached out to hold my head firmly
on it. I could feel a little leaking past my lips and dripping down my chin but
I was able to keep the vast majority of it in my mouth. When he had finished I
let him slide from my mouth and I kneeled upright, smiling at him and then
opening my mouth to show him his load of cum inside of my mouth. I even stuck
out my tongue so he could see the pool of cum that had collected on it.
"God you are a sexy little slut," he said with a grin. "I've never known
another girl that likes cum as much as you do."
I swallowed it all down then and stood up in front of him. His cock was still as
rigid as ever which was fine with me because I was far from being finished with
it. For the moment though I had other needs that required attention. I lifted
my skirt and his eyes widened when he saw I wasn't wearing any panties. I ran
my hand over my bare pussy as I held my skirt up with the other one.
"So, do you like my pussy Greg?" I asked seductively.
Greg's eyes were riveted on my crotch as he leaned forward to get a better view.
I reached out for his hand and pulled don him saying, "C'mon, trade places
it's your turn now to satisfy me."
As Greg stood up I lifted the dress up over my head and took it off. I reached
down and turned down the knee-highs until they were bunched up at my ankles with
my heels still on. The heels had these horrible straps that were a pain to get
on and off so I left them on. Besides, guys seem to like a girl with nothing on
but high heels. Now for the first time Greg was seeing me nude and I felt a
little thrill at the way he was looking at me. I could tell that he wanted me
badly. I love it when a man looks at me that way, even if he isn't going to
fuck me but in this case I knew Greg was going to be doing that to me soon which
made it all the more hotter. I sat down in his place and felt the warmth on
the chair where his bare ass had been. I put one leg over the arm of the chair
and spread the other out to the side, giving him a wide open view of my wet
pussy. He was standing in front of me, his still hard cock as hard as ever and
knew he wanted to fuck me but he had to earn it first.
"Lick my pussy," I told him. To be perfectly honest, most guys just don't seem
to get it when it comes to licking pussy. Girls are by far my favorites when it
comes to having my pussy licked but I know guys like it and besides it DOES
feel good so why not? Greg didn't waste any time in getting down on his knees
and putting his face in my crotch. He didn't even bother touching me first or
doing anything before he went right at sucking on my clit (note to guys
foreplay IS important!). Well, simply pout he licked me for a while like any
other guy his age done in a way that seems to say "Hey, if I have to do this I
will so long as I get to fuck her". Most guys claim to like licking pussy but I
think subconsciously the little head is saying it wants to get fucking which, of
course, overrides all over commands. Finally I figured it was time to get to
it so lifted his head up and looked into his face as it glistened with my pussy
juices.
"Fuck me," I said softly.
It doesn't take long for every girl to learn the power of those two words. Guys
just seem to melt when they hear them and their eyes just sparkle when a girl
asked them to fuck her. For just a moment I thought about what a difference
circumstances can make though. When I told Greg to fuck me, it was completely
different than a few hours earlier when I asked my dad to fuck me. At this time
it was a command, an order telling him to get his cock into my pussy. There was
no emotion involved unless you call lust an emotion. It was simple a demand to
satisfy me, to do something to me I needed and wanted right then. It really
didn't matter if it was Greg, Dick or Harry I wanted a cock in my pussy and I
wanted his at the moment.
With my dad, it was not only a request, it was an offer. When I said those
words to my father it was an act of submission as I giving myself over to him
for his satisfaction more than taking care of my own needs. There was no
emotion when I said them to Greg but when I told them to my dad they were words
of love and respect love for my dad and the firm knowledge that he respected
me as his daughter. Yes, it amazing how the same two words can have completely
opposite meanings!
Greg didn't care though about the nuances of my command to him. From the moment
he first saw me I knew he wanted to fuck me and now suddenly he found himself
nude with that same girl and she was asking him to do it! God how that must
have turned him on. I dropped my leg from the chair arm and he put his arms
under my knees and raised my legs upward. I was slouched in the chair so my
pussy was raised up making it easier for him to see and then to put his cock
inside of me.
There was nothing too subtle to it, he just pointed his cock at my pussy and
shoved it in to the hilt. I gasped as even though I was soaking wet from his
licking the thickness of his cock stretched me out more than normal. Damn it
was like having a baby at first! He was even fatter than most of my mom's
dildos but after the initial shock it felt like heaven on earth an
appropriate analogy I guess given the circumstances!
Greg started fucking me again the way most guys his age did, however it made
him feel good. I guess I can blame the porn flicks which seem to focus on the
guy and the girls may as well be blow-up dolls. Slam-Bam-Thank You Maam! Oh
well, I love being fucked and while some times it can be better than others, I
can't say I have every NOT liked being fucked! As Greg fucked me he seed to
gain more confidence and soon he was taking more control. He pulled out of me
suddenly and grabbed me and lifted me from the chair.
"Now we do it my way," he said as he flipped me around and then pushed me down
on all fours.
The floor was cold but clean but I was still glad that glad I wasn't wearing my
dress. I realized immediately that he wanted to do me doggie style which was
fine with me. I spread my legs a bit to open my pussy wider more for him and
soon he was on one knee positioning his cock in me. His hands held my hips at
the waist as he pulled me and pushed me in time with the thrusts of his cock in
and out of me. When he banged into me our bodies made a slapping sound which at
first seemed terribly loud but then I realized it wasn't as bad as I thought.
He grunted like a pg in heat as he fucked pussy from behind.
"I'm going to cum in you Kelly," he said suddenly.
I noted the subtle change in tone from before. When I was sucking him he had
asked me to cum in my mouth. Now that he was fucking me he was telling me what
he was going to do. That's fine with me as I actually prefer a guy to be in
charge! I like to say I enjoy being submissive so long as people don't
misinterpret it. I am not talking the master-slave kinky kind of submission. I
just like it when men take control of a situation at least outwardly. Most
men have no idea how often they are maneuvered by women into thinking they are
in control but that is our special gift and I will use it! It doesn't hurt than
men are handicapped by having a body part that takes control and a makes stupid
decisions anytime a woman smiles at hem either!
"That's OK Greg, you can cum in me," I replied even though he had not really
asked for permission. "I want to feel your sperm deep inside of me."
There was something almost animal-like when a man came in me. When his sperm
fills me it is almost as if he is mating me, like a male animal subduing the
female and impregnating her. I have been on the pill religiously since I first
started having sex back when I was fourteen so I wasn't worried about getting
pregnant but it still gave me a feeling I can't quite describe to know a man's
seed is in me, struggling to achieve it's purpose in life.
Another couple of stroked and Greg fulfilled his end of the bargain. Coming so
close to his previous orgasm the amount of cum didn't seem to be quite so much
this time but in this case it was more just the fact the he came in me at all
than how much. He rammed his c-ck as deep into me as he could, grinding his
hairy crotch against my smooth ass. It felt like a soft hairbrush caressing my
butt.
After he stopped cumming I moved forward until he was out of me and quickly
grabbed his cock and took it in my mouth. Mmmmm, nothing quite like the
combination of my pussy and his cum! Greg shuddered when I sucked his sensitive
cock and as he shrank a few drops of cum would leak from his cock into my mouth.
Finally we were finished. There was no need of any "afterglow" such as kissing
or hugging. We both had come into that room with one goal in mind to fuck
each other. I reached between my legs and wiped some of the cum that was leaking
from my cunt and licked it from my fingers while he watched.
"God you look so sexy and slutty when you do that," he said admiringly.
I reached for my dress and dropped it over my head. One nice thing about not
wearing underwear easy to get dressed fast. I was still in a bit of a cloud
from having been fucked but I knew I had to get going. The service was about to
be finished and before long the hallway outside would be filled with people. It
would be a bit hard to explain why I looked so flushed coming out of the
maintenance room with a sexy guy like Greg. I waved goodbye to him as he was
buttoning his shirt and cracked open the door. The coast was clear and I
stepped out quickly. I walked down and never looked back. Sure enough the
service was letting out and so I grabbed my coat and met my parents out in the
parking lot.
"So what got into you?" my mom asked.
"Greg," I replied after which both she and my dad laughed.
"We figured you weren't going to let him get away unscathed," my dad said as we
pulled away. "It was hard sitting there during the sermon thinking about the two
of you fucking downstairs I assume you used the maintenance room again?" I
nodded and then he continued, "So spill it girl was he as good as your dear
old dad?"
"Oh daddy!" I said with a bit of a pout, "You know better than to ask that."
My mom chimed in then saying, "Well, he must have been pretty good to get you so
worked up you forgot to pull up your hose afterwards."
I looked down and realized in horror that she was correct! God, I wonder if
anyone else had noticed. It wasn't that I was ashamed or anything it was just
unlike my cousin Kristi I didn't like to be so blatant about it. She seemed to
enjoy her reputation as school slut but I wanted to teach in this community
someday so a little discretion was advised.
We all ended up laughing at my silly mistake as my dad drove off to wherever he
had planned to take us to lunch. I knew afterwards I would be having to drive
back to school so I just sat there in the back seat, my pussy still throbbing
and remembered how good it felt to fuck Greg. All in all it had been the best
summer break ever and I hated to see it come to an end but at least it ended
with a bang literally!!!
THE END
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