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Please Fuck My Daughter
by Drue Craig (druidtx001@yahoo.com)
***
A former employee sends her teenage daughter to her ex-
boss to get her first fuck. (M/f-teen, ped, 1st, oral,
anal, rom)
***
Well, it wasn't what I'd expected when I went to work
that morning. But the day definitely ended better than
it had started.
I run a small consulting operation in a tiny Midwestern
town. About 99 percent of the time, I'm alone, doing my
own work at my own pace. I'd had an office assistant,
but she resigned to take a better job for more than I
could afford to pay her.
Before she'd left, I'd met Paula's daughter, Loni,
first at a basketball game (not knowing it was her),
then later that same night at the office as I wrapped
up my work. My first guess at early teens turned out to
be right just a few days later.
The first time I saw her, my initial impression had
somewhat surprised me. I'd flashed back to when I was
17 or 18 and a girl I'd dated, named Jean. She had been
kind of a plain Jane, always wearing loose, baggy
clothing, kind of geeky. You know the type.
I'd actually asked Jean out for the first time on a
dare from some friends. But it turned out that, as is
usually the case, looks can be deceiving.
Jean had turned out to possess a very tight, very hot,
well-developed body for a 15 year old. I think she
might have served as the starting point for my
fascination with the adolescent female form.
Once out of her clothing during a hot grab and grope in
the back seat of my old Plymouth, parked in a quiet,
out-of-the-way section of the local cemetery, Jean had
revealed a very hot body, with 32C tits, a slender
waist and a gorgeous, curvy ass. The baggy clothing, it
turned out, was the plan of a very religious, over-
protective parenting unit as a way to hide the fact
their daughter was one hot fuck!
But that's another story.
Back to Loni. This happened about two weeks after her
mother's last day of work. I was wrapping up some
paperwork, preparing to make an early day of it, when
the office door chimed.
"Back here," I shouted, since the front office was
empty.
There was a pause before I heard footsteps on the
hardwood floors. It sounded like tennis shoes, but I
wasn't entirely sure, until Loni appeared in the
doorway of my office.
Loni stands about 5'3" or 5'4". She probably weighs in
at about 110 pounds, distributed very well on her
teenage body. Just a little bit of baby fat around her
tummy and thighs makes her look more mature than her 14
years. Her face, though, is all teenager. Red hair,
with an innocence about her facial features that
somehow just makes her more erotic - a walking wet
dream.
"Hi," she said. "Mom asked me to come down here."
"Your mom asked you to see me?" I asked, surprised.
"Yeah," Loni said. "She said I've been driving her nuts
for the past few days. She said I was supposed to ask
you if you'd pop my cherry."
I sat in shock, for how long I'm not sure, staring a
this young (14, I'd found out) teenager, standing in
the door to my small office, wearing track pants and a
t-shirt, telling me her mother told her to come to me
to rid herself of her virginity. My mind, working
overtime, came up with what I consider to be a rather
pithy, well thought out response to her request.
"Huh?" I said.
"Mom told me..." she began.
"Yeah, I heard you," I said. Then, "Huh?"
Loni laughed. I felt my cock stirring in my jeans at
the sound. I was shocked out of my confusion by the
ringing telephone.
"Better get that," I said.
Really showing off my advanced education today, I
thought, as I reached for the phone.
"Yeah," Loni said, still grinning.
Were those hard nipples poking through the material of
her t-shirt? Stop! Wait! Answer the damn phone, dummy!
Don't stare at her nipples!
"Hello?"
"Hi, Drue?"
Great, I thought. It's Paula. Now, I'm a dead man.
She's going to know what her daughter just asked me and
she's going to come down here and kill me.
"Is Loni there?"
"Huh?"
Damn, I was doing well. Really showing off my
vocabulary.
"Is Loni there?"
"Um, yeah."
"So, you gonna fuck her?"
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"Drue?"
"Huh, um, yeah?"
"Has she asked you to fuck her yet?" Paula said. "She
told me that one of the boys at school had asked her to
sleep with him. She's been a walking hormone factory
for the last two weeks and I've caught her playing with
herself more times than I can remember. I wanted her to
have a better experience than some fumbling schoolboy.
Has she asked you to fuck her yet?"
I'm in bed, at home, probably with a fever. Or possibly
I'm in the hospital. I'm hallucinating. I'm imagining
all of this. But, wait, there's Loni taking off her t-
shirt. Nice bra. Damn.
"Drue?"
"Sorry, Paula," I said. "I've got to go. You're
daughter's here and she just took off her shirt. I
think she wants to fuck."
"Good," Paula said. "Be gentle with her. I'll talk to
you later."
Click.
"Was that my momma?" Loni asked as she massaged her
tits through the almost-transparent cups of her 34B
bra.
"Um, yeah," I said.
"So?" she asked.
"So, what?" I replied.
"Wanna fuck?"
"Yeah."
"Cool!"
She walked seductively toward me. As seductively as a
14-year-old virgin can walk. (Pretty damn, if you ask
me.) My cock was by this time throbbing in my pants,
running down my leg, dripping precum over my thigh.
When Loni reached me, she stepped between my legs. She
assured me she'd locked the door as she reached behind
herself to unhook her bra. Her small, firm breasts came
free, nipples a dusky pink and extremely erect. She
dropped the small garment on the floor and ran her
hands up her sides to cup her boobs. She pinched her
already-hard nipples.
"Do I have nice boobies?" she asked. "Do you like my
boobs?"
I could only nod. I leaned forward and gently kissed
her right nipple, sucking the tiny nubbin between my
lips. She moaned deep in her throat and I felt my cock
surge in my jeans.
Her small, perfectly formed breasts looked and felt
like someone had halved a grapefruit, wrapped it in
soft, lightly colored silk and glued a pencil eraser in
the center, with a slightly-darker, dime-sized patch of
silk surrounding it. There was just a hint of salty
sweat on her skin. A darker pink line surrounded her
pale chest, where the bra had pressed into her flesh.
I massaged that line as I feasted on her nipples,
alternating from left to right. I manipulated the
delicate globes, probing and testing the flesh with my
fingers. Loni moaned deep in her throat as I trailed my
hands around the bra line to her back, then down to cup
her firm ass, kneading the flesh like bread dough.
I reached for the waistband of her track pants.
"May I?" I asked.
She nodded, biting her lower lip, as I hooked my thumbs
in the elastic and slowly slid them down her thighs.
She went to kick off her shoes, but I told her to leave
them on.
The elastic slipped gently past her hips, revealing the
top of a pair of panties that matched the bra now lying
on my office floor. Pure white and almost see-thru, it
highlighted rather than hid the furrow between her legs
and the small patch of bright-red pubic hair that
topped it. I licked my lips as I gazed at her youthful
form.
She placed one hand on my shoulder, balancing herself
as she leaned forward, bent and pulled one foot, then
the other from the confines of her track pants. She
stood before me now, wearing just her panties, white
tennis shoes and white ankle socks. As I said before, a
walking wet dream!
"What should I do first?" she asked.
Clearly, she was on uncharted ground, here. I ran the
possibilities through my mind.
"Kneel down right where you are and help me get my
jeans off," I said as I kicked off my shoes. I was
wishing I had a camera right about then.
She did as I asked. Once on her knees, she reached out
and opened my belt, then undid the buttons on my 501s.
Her eyes were wide, staring at the bulge inside my
jeans the whole time. I'm not sure it had really caught
her attention until she was face to face with it, so to
speak.
I lifted my ass off the office chair as I instructed
her to pull my jeans down and off. She struggled
momentarily as she tried to work my jeans past my rock-
hard cock, her eyes growing larger as each thick inch
of it was exposed.
Eventually, they'd slipped far enough down my thighs to
free the head. My cock surged upwards in all its glory,
the tip glistening with precum as it slapped against my
belly before coming to rest, pointing directly at the
ceiling.
"Damn," she whispered. "Oh, sorry. How big is that?"
While not the biggest cock on the planet, I was pretty
proud of what I did have. Rock hard, as it was now, my
cock measured in at just more than 8 inches. But, past
girlfriends have told me that Mr. Johnson is unusually
thick, to the tune of 5 inches in diameter, with a
flared mushroom head that's thicker than the shaft.
More than one young woman had initially balked at my
girth. But, with proper preparation, they'd all been
more than pleased, shall we say, with what I had to
offer.
"I'm not sure..." Loni began.
"Don't worry," I said. "We'll take it slow. I won't do
anything you're not ready for and comfortable with. I
will NOT hurt you, I promise."
"OK," she said, still not sounding entirely convinced.
"What now?"
"Kiss it," I said, simply. I couldn't wait to get my
cock into her mouth, to see her sucking on my hard
shaft and, maybe, coat her young face and tits with a
huge load of my cum.
She grinned.
"OK," she said. "That I can do."
And boy, could she! Without hesitation, Loni leaned
forward and ran her tongue once round the head of my
cock. She then engulfed about half of my thick,
dripping shaft in one go.
This girl could suck cock very well. The top of my head
just about exploded as she started slowly bobbing her
head up and down on the shaft, taking more and more
into her mouth on each stroke.
She eventually had about 3/4 of my cock buried in her
mouth on each stroke. I couldn't believe it! I've known
grown women who couldn't take half that much and here
was a 14-year-old virgin, almost deep-throating my
rigid shaft.
With a moan, she popped off the head of my cock,
gasping for breath. Her hand circled the wet shaft and
set about a slow, almost painful stroking motion,
probably designed to keep me hard while she rested.
Yeah, I really needed that! NOT!
She looked up at me with what can only be described as
smoldering lust in her eyes.
"I think I can take more of it, if you want," she said.
"Should I try?"
Without waiting for an answer, she took my cock back in
her mouth. She adjusted her position until she was
kneeling more, almost hunched over my hips. She started
slowly bobbing her head up and down my shaft and
quickly reached the point she suckled before.
She paused, took a deep breath, and I could feel her
swallowing around the head of my cock. It took her a
couple of tries, with a small amount of gagging (and
didn't THAT feel wonderful, I thought to myself).
On her third attempt, however, I could feel her throat
open. My cock surged down her throat as her lips came
to rest in my pubic hair, stretched tightly around the
base. She paused and I could feel her throat muscles
convulsing at the sudden invasion. It took all the
willpower I possessed to not shoot my load deep into
her gut right then and there.
After about 30 seconds, she pulled back, letting the
head of my cock slowly exit her gullet. Over the course
of 10 or 15 seconds (or years, I'm not entirely sure)
she extracted my cock from the depths of her throat.
The head finally reappeared, a long string of saliva
connecting the tip to her lips before it broke to drip
from her chin onto her heaving chest.
"Wasn't entirely sure I could do that," she gasped,
pulling in great gouts of air as she worked to catch
her breath. "I've sucked cock at parties, but this is
the biggest one I've ever seen! I love it!"
It was time to return the favor, I decided. I pulled
Loni to her feet. She looked momentarily dismayed,
until I led her over to the conference table at the
other end of my office and gently lifted her up and
onto the polished wood surface. I sat her down, turned
her to position her where I wanted her, then sat myself
down in a chair between her legs.
Time to feast on teenager, I thought to myself. I
reached for her waist and the elastic band of her not-
quite-little-girl panties. I marveled at how wet the
crotch was with her juices. Her natural lubrication had
literally flowed out of her as she sucked my cock,
soaking the gusset of her panties and making them more
transparent. The material stuck to and formed itself to
the contours of the virginal slit nestled between her
shapely thighs.
It was my turn to moan and lick my lips as I slowly
peeled the panty from her body. The flimsy garment slid
down her legs and over her feet, leaving her
essentially naked in front of me except for her tennis
shoes and socks, which added an even more erotic nature
to the site before me.
I slid into position between her legs and lifted her
feet up to rest on my shoulders. This served to open
her up as she lay back on the table. Her labia, though,
despite all the stimulation, remained tightly closed
and virginal. The lips looked like two fingers pressed
tightly together with just the indication of a rock-
hard clitoris nestled at the top of her furrow.
That delicate bump of sensitive flesh was my eventual
goal. But, despite my throbbing cock screaming for
attention between my legs, I was determined to take it
slow. I was fully aware that I could potentially cause
Loni pain or even permanent injury if I just shoved my
cock into her virgin pussy, as much as I wanted to do
just that. (The shoving part, not the injuring part.)
I hadn't noticed it before, but Loni had a small gold
ring piercing her bellybutton. Interesting. I leaned in
and flicked my tongue at it, causing her to giggle.
"That tickles," she said. "You gonna fuck me now?"
I didn't answer. Instead, I flicked my tongue once
again at the tiny gold ring decorating her belly
button. I slowly kissed and licked my way back up to
her tits, teasing each erect nipple briefly before
beginning my decent down her body.
I licked and sucked my way down to her ankles,
bypassing her dripping pussy, circling my tongue around
the elastic of her ankle socks. I had Loni writhing on
the table, her fingers twining in her hair, moving down
to cup her tits, then out to grip the sides of the
table.
I began licking and nibbling my way back up to her
pussy, alternating legs as I went. I had Loni moaning
and twitching, thrashing her head back and forth, her
long red hair flailing on the table as I descended
slowly toward her core. I reached up and grasped her
breasts in my hands, tugging gently at the nipples.
"Tell me some more about those parties you mentioned
before," I said as I paused on my trip up her legs.
"The last one was about a week ago," she said. "I was
the table girl."
"Table girl?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said. "That's where a girl - or sometimes a
guy, depending on the party - is laid out on a table
and people come by and park their cocks or pussies in
their mouth. There were three other girls besides me,
all in 7th grade, and there were like eight guys.
Everyone was running around naked, playing with each
other. They stripped me down to just my panties - these
panties, actually - and tied me to a dining room table
with my head hanging over the side. Then, people would
just come by and stick something in my mouth and fuck
my face.
"I must have sucked all eight guys off and a couple of
the girls, too. I could see into the rest of the room.
I got so hot watching as one of the other girls got
fucked for the first time. She was like moaning and
screaming as she was bent over the table right next to
me and guys just took turns shoving their cocks into
her. At one point, they moved her around to the foot of
the table so she was, like, right between my legs. She
ate my pussy for, like, hours and I came so hard. It
was soooo hot!"
She was moaning full bore now as she talked, so much so
I was almost worried the patrons of the shop next door
would hear her. As I reached the juncture of her
thighs, ready to plunge my tongue into her glistening
folds, she twined her hands in my hair. She pulled me
in tightly against her pussy.
"Oh, shit," she moaned as I found her immature clit and
rolled it around with my tongue.
Then she really came unglued. Her thighs locked around
my head as she simultaneously pulled my face tighter
into her crotch. Her back arched up and off the table
until just her shoulders and head remained in contact
with the polished surface. And she came.
"Ah, fuck!" she yelled. "FUCK! Suck me! I'm cumming!
Cumming! CUMMING!"
I sucked her clit into my mouth as I worked my right
thumb up her ass. That only served to drive her higher.
I could feel her ass clenching around the probing digit
and her pussy spasm against my lips as I tongued her
clit through one orgasm, into another and yet another.
She finally collapsed on the table, a spent, quivering
mass of teenager.
"Now, you gotta fuck me," she moaned as soon as she
caught her breath. "Please, fuck me!"
I got up and went in search of the overnight bag I keep
in the office. I never know when I'm going to have to
leave on short notice, so I have a bag packed with all
the essentials for a few days trip. Including condoms
and lube.
I grabbed the necessary items while Loni lay on the
table, limp, her chest heaving as she worked to catch
her breath. I returned in short order, my rock-hard
cock leading the way, pointing directly at her well
sucked, virgin cunt.
"What's that," she asked. "You don't need a rubber. I'm
on the pill."
I discarded the small foil packet on my desk as I
stepped up between her thighs. I squirted a generous
amount of lube over the shaft of my cock and into her
pussy and massaged it in with the tip of my cock.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Oh, yeah," Loni moaned.
"Stop me if it hurts," I said.
With the tip of my cock lodged firmly against the
opening of her virgin slit, I pushed slowly. It took a
few tries - damn, she was tight - but eventually the
head of my cock popped past the ring of muscles at the
entrance to her vagina.
"Aaahhh," she moaned. "Shit! Wait a minute!"
I paused. It took a tremendous amount of self-control
to not just shove my cock deep into her pussy. I
couldn't remember the last time I'd had my cock in suck
a hot, tight little snatch. I could feel the ring of
muscles clenching just behind the head of my cock,
loosening slightly as it adjusted to its first penile
penetration.
After a couple of minutes, she looked up at me and
nodded, telling me to go ahead. I placed my hands on
her thighs and started slowly rocking my hips back and
forth, gently moving the head of my cock between her
tightly stretched lips.
She was lubricating like a dripping faucet, now. I
sipped another inch into her and came to rest against
her hymen. I paused again.
"This is the part that's going to hurt, baby," I said.
"I have to bust your cherry, now. I'll go slowly."
"OK," she said in a tiny voice. The hot, horny, teen
minx was gone. In her place was a scared little girl
facing potential pain.
I braced myself with my hands on the table and slowly
leaned in. Loni's eyes closed and she bit her lower lip
again as I felt her cherry blossom around the head of
my cock. She moaned, then bit back a cry as I felt the
pop and the tiny bit of flesh parted to admit the shaft
of my cock.
We were so lubed that, even with the slow pressure I
was using, my cock surged into her pussy. About three
inches were buried inside her now. Her vaginal muscles
were twitching and clenching around the head and upper
shaft.
"That's the worst part, baby," I said, massaging her
clit with my thumb. "I promise. It only feels better
from here on out."
"Just let me get used to it," she whispered. "Go really
slow, but put it in me."
I slowly slipped my cock in to her depths until I was
buried completely inside. I looked her in the eyes as I
bottomed out in the tight vice of her pussy and she
nodded, giving me the silent go-ahead to fuck her.
I set up a steady rhythm, sliding out and pushing back
in. I made sure to grind my groin into her crotch on
each stroke to stimulate her clit. She started moaning
in time with my thrusts as I gradually picked up speed.
I was getting into a good fuck when she suddenly asked
me to stop.
"Fuck me like that girl I told you about," she said, my
cock buried completely inside her. "From behind, with
me bent over the table."
I've been with many girls and more than a few guys, and
I have to admit that doggy style is my favorite
position. I enjoy fucking face to face - particularly
in this case, where I could watch Loni's expression and
see her gorgeous tits moving in time with my thrusts.
But there's just something about doing someone from
behind - a sense of power or domination, maybe - that
makes doggy style a favorite.
I pulled out of her puss, my cock leaving with an
audible, wet plop that made Loni giggle. A combination
of the artificial lube and our combined juices flowed
out of her to pool on the table.
"Guess I'm a little wet," she laughed as she just
rolled over, presenting that amazing ass to my gaze.
After she adjusted her position on the table, I stepped
back in behind her. I took a moment to admire the view,
massaging the globes of her ass in my hands, before I
guided my cock back to her opening. I told her to
spread her cheeks apart. She reached back, taking a
globe in each hand, and opened herself up to me.
I placed the head of my cock to her pussy and pushed.
More relaxed now from the previous penetration, my cock
slipped right in to her like it was going home. She
moaned, louder now, as my cock bottomed out, by balls
slapping against her wet, sticky clit, as I set up the
rhythm.
She kept telling me to go faster and I let her wishes
dictate the intensity of my fucking. Soon, I was
pounding her like she'd been fucking for years. She was
taking everything I had to give her and begging for
more.
Then she just came. No indication that her body was
building to a massive orgasm. She just tensed up,
yelled out and her vaginal muscles clenched even
tighter around the shaft of my cock. I was literally
trapped inside her body, unable to move, by the
pressure of her muscles around my shaft.
Her muscles rippled up and down the shaft of my cock
like a gripping hand. I fought off the urge to come
deep inside her pussy. As her first orgasm peaked, the
muscles relaxed slightly and I was able to begin
thrusting again. That drove her back over the top into
a second and then third orgasm.
Her juices were flowing from her pussy like a dam had
burst inside her. They were running down our legs to
pool on the floor. There ended up being a darker spot
on the carpet that never quite came out (not that I
tried very hard) that served as a reminder of our first
fuck for months to come.
It eventually faded so it wasn't really noticeable,
unless you knew what you were looking for. But the
office smelled like teenage pussy for days. I don't
know how many times I had to jack off first thing in
the morning. That smell would hit me as soon as I
entered the office and my cock would simply surge to
erection, remembering what had transpired on my
conference table that fateful afternoon.
Anyway, I just stood there with my cock balls deep in
her pussy as she slowly came down from her orgasm.
Before I could start fucking again, though, she turned
her head and looked at me over her shoulder.
"Did you cum yet?" she asked.
I told her I hadn't, but that it was all right. I was
happy to let her rest for a minute before I started
working for my own orgasm.
"A couple of the girls at school said boys keep asking
them about, um, something else, like every time they
fuck," she said.
I was a little confused
"What do you mean, something else?" I asked.
She was silent for a moment. I could almost hear the
wheels turning an idea over in her head.
"You wanna try, um, putting it up my, um, butt?" she
said.
I could tell she was having second thoughts about it
even as she asked the question. I started slowly
stroking in and out of her pussy as we discussed it.
"Oh, jeez," she moaned as I pulled out to the head and
slid back in. "OH, that feels good!"
"You really want to try getting fucked in the ass?" I
asked her.
"Yeah, I think I do," she moaned. "This feels so
incredible, though. What's it feel like, getting it up
the butt."
I wasn't sure I wanted to admit that I'd taken it up
the ass a few times and I enjoyed it. While I
definitely preferred women - or, just at present,
teenaged girls - I liked the occasional cock.
I finally decided that I might as well come clean with
her about my past. I explained how I'd been fucked a
couple of times (might as well minimize whatever damage
there might be, after all) and that, if it was done
right, anal sex was as enjoyable as anything else
sexual. You just have to be properly prepared for it,
that's all.
"Show me," she whispered. "I liked the way it felt when
you pushed your thumb, um, up there before."
"You sure?"
"I think so," she said. "You'll stop if I tell you,
right? Then I'll let you cum in my pussy or my mouth if
you want, instead."
As tempting as those two prospects were, I decided to
agree to her request and try to introduce her to the
joys of anal sex. I removed my cock from her pussy (she
moaned like she'd lost her favorite toy), went and got
a towel and wiped some of the lubricant away from her
crotch.
I instructed her to lie on her back on the table and
pull her legs up so her feet were pointed at the
ceiling. I pulled a chair back up to the table and sat
between her spread legs. I started massaging the cheeks
of her ass, to her thighs, up her legs and back to her
ass. I was trying to relax her lower body even more and
it seemed to be working.
I leaned in and ran my tongue through the lips of her
pussy, circling her clit before dipping down to circle
around her tight little virgin ass.
"Oh, my God!" she moaned. "What are you doing? Ohhh,
shiiiiit!"
Interestingly enough, those were the exact words that
Jean (the girl I wrote about earlier) said the first
time I went down on her. History was almost repeating
itself. The memories of Jean surged through my brain,
making my cock even harder, if that was possible.
I kept working the tip of my tongue in tighter and
tighter circles, approaching the light tan pucker of
Loni's ass. She was coming unglued again and that's
right where I wanted her.
I reached up, grasped her nipples between the thumb and
forefinger of each hand and started tweaking and
tugging at the tiny nubbins. She kept arching her hips
up to meet my probing tongue, thrashing around on the
table as I settled into eat her ass.
Loni was moaning up a storm now as I probed deeper and
deeper into her ass with my tongue. My nose was rubbing
her clit and the hairs of my mustache were tickling the
lips of her pussy as I tongue fucked her. I was
watching her reactions carefully, trying to gauge the
perfect moment to push my cock into her ass, just
before she peaked in orgasm.
I detected the slightest tremors in her belly and in
her pussy as her periodic moans became a constant
groan. She was close, I decided. I grabbed for the lube
and simultaneously switched my tonguing up to her pussy
and inserted the tip of the tube into her ass. I
squirted a generous amount inside her, then some more
on my cock and rubbed it around, coating my shaft.
As she peaked, I stood up and placed the head of my
cock against her tiny pucker.
"Ready?" I asked.
"God, yes!" she groaned. "Fuck me!"
I pushed forward. My cock popped past her sphincter
with much less resistance than I'd expected and surged
into her ass. Her eyes flew open and she gripped my
arms with her hands, her nails digging into my flesh.
I kept pushing until my pubes met the cheeks of her
ass. I couldn't believe the feeling. I was buried to
the hilt in a 14-year-old ass!
I've fucked a lot of ass, but this was the youngest,
tightest, hottest hole I'd ever buried my dick in. I
just stood there, basking in the feeling of her teenage
body gripping my cock.
"Oh, my GOD!" Loni moaned. "THAT feels weird. Good, but
weird. Don't move. Let me get used to it."
I just stood there, buried up her ass. I then leaned
down and kissed her, gently, on the lips. My cock
shifted position slightly in her ass as I bent forward
and she moaned again."
The gentle kiss increased in intensity until our
tongues were dueling in each other's mouths. I ran my
hands up her sides to massage her breasts and pinch her
nipples. She began slowly grinding her hips against
mine, moving my cock ever so slightly around in her
ass. Suddenly, she pushed me back and looked me in the
eyes.
"I'm ready," she groaned. "Fuck me. But start slow."
I smiled down at her as I gradually slipped my cock
from her ass until just the head remained, the ridge
trapped inside the muscles surrounding her hole. Just
as slowly, I pressed back inside until I was fully
ensconced in her rectum again.
I set up a slow but steady rhythm, out to the head then
back in fully. Loni's mouth opened in a silent "Oh"
that quickly became vocal as I began seriously fucking
her ass. I built up speed and power in my thrusts until
I was pounding her, the table rocking with each thrust,
and she was begging me to fuck her harder.
I watched as she thrashed on the table, her young, firm
tits bouncing on her chest as I pummeled her ass. The
table was creaking and groaning but Loni was drowning
out the sounds with her moans.
I lifted her legs further up. I rested her ankles on my
shoulders as I readjusted my position. I shuffled
forward, driving more and more of my cock up her ass.
Loni lay on the table, her face wild, dripping with
sweat as she played with her tits, twisting her nipples
until I thought she was about to pull them off her
body.
"Can - I - Cum - This - Way?" she asked, in time with
my thrusts.
I told her that depended entirely on how her body
reacted and how much she liked having her ass probed by
a cock, but that I had given , and personally
experienced, mind-blowing orgasms during anal sex.
"LOVING - IT!" she groaned. "AHHHHH,
FUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!"
She just fucking exploded. Her body froze, arching off
the table, taking my cock to the hilt into her butt.
The muscles of her ass clamped down, hard, around the
shaft of my cock. I was almost afraid she was going to
pinch it off with her sphincter.
Her body relaxed momentarily, then seemed to go into
spasms. She was thrashing around, impaled on my cock,
as her orgasm peaked, then peaked again. She was
screaming at the top of her lungs, mostly incoherent
sounds, interspersed with shouts of "Fuck," and "Shit"
and "Oh, my GOD!"
Then she just collapsed. Her body went completely limp
and she was like a rag doll as I continued fucking into
her ass. It didn't take me long before I was dumping
what felt like probably the biggest load of my life in
and on her body.
The orgasm started in my toes and surged up to my head
and back down to explode out of the tip of my cock and
into her well-fucked ass. I fired several volleys
inside her body before I pulled out and jerked the rest
of my load onto her pussy and up over her tits. Some of
my cum reached her face, a solid stripe of white
painted across her lips, over her nose and onto her
forehead.
Finally spent, it was my turn to collapse. I dropped
into the chair behind me, my cock spent and wilting
slightly to lay across my thigh, still shiny from the
lube and the natural juices of her teenage ass.
We were still for several minutes, catching our breath.
I watched as my cum bubbled out of her twitching
asshole and ran down between her cheeks to pool on the
table below her.
I almost felt as if I could move again when I heard the
sound of a key in the front door of the office. I
scrambled to my feet just in time to see Loni's mother,
Paula, walk in and close the door behind her.
Our eyes locked and she got a big grin on her face as
she reached behind her to relock the door. We must have
been quite a sight: Me, semi-erect cock glistening in
the artificial overhead light of the office as her
daughter lay, sprawled out and just semi-conscious, on
the same conference table where we'd talked about
projects or shared lunch many times.
"Damn," Paula said. "Looks like you fucked my little
girl to death."
"If this is dead, kill me again," Loni moaned.
"Not so fast, little girl," Paula laughed as she walked
back toward the office, pulling her shirt over her head
as she went. "Wait your turn."
But that's another story.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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