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himself.
“I know you’re wet,” Daddy purred, his eyes dropping to the apex of my thighs
were the thin white panties I wore were almost transparent with my wetness. “I
can smell how turned on you are from here.” Without waiting for him to ask, I
pulled the black tank top I wore to sleep in over my head, tossing it aside. When I
moved to slip off my panties, Daddy stopped me.
“Leave them on for now.” I watched Daddy expectantly, waiting for him to tell me
what he wanted next.
“Come and sit on my face.”
I crawled up Daddy’s body, straddling his head and gripping the headboard of
the bed tightly as I lowered myself down. I shivered as I felt his hot breath against
my pussy, the barrier of the fabric between us heightening the sensation instead
of lessening it.
Daddy’s tongue darted out, tracing the seam of my pussy before fastening
around my clit and sucking hard.
I’d been close before Daddy even touched me, the combination of sucking his
cock and being unable to touch myself setting every nerve on fire. The suction
from Daddy’s lips around my clit and the extra friction of the cotton panties? That
was all it took to have me screaming out my pleasure as I bucked my hips against
his face.
Thank goodness we were having sex inside for once. I would have woken up the
whole neighborhood.
Daddy kept up the pressure on my clit while two fingers pushed the sodden
crotch of my panties aside enough to press inside my aching pussy. So much
thicker than my own, Daddy’s fingers added just enough of a stretch inside my
tight channel that I could feel a second orgasm already brewing.
I was never usually one for dirty talk myself. I loved it when whatever guy I was
fucking would spout off filth about how amazing my mouth felt or everything he
wanted to do to my pussy later, but I never really said much myself. Daddy was
definitely changing that, though.
“Yes Daddy, fuck me on those big fingers! Suck my clit harder! Fuck I want you
inside me, everywhere! FUCK!” The last word was shouted as Daddy’s mouth and
fingers brought me to completion a second time. My inner walls squeezed
around his fingers as a gush of fluid soaked him even more.
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With my thighs trembling from pleasure and the exertion of holding myself up, I
slid down Daddy’s body to flop on the bed beside him.
Daddy licked his lips exaggeratedly. “Delicious!” he said before pulling me into a
kiss. That night, we slept wrapped up in
each other.
The rest of the summer was pretty much the same. Daddy and I seemed to be
going for some kind of orgasm world record, and more often than not, we were
fucking in the backyard.
I know it seems a bit silly to constantly be having sex around hard cement and
chlorine when you have a house filled with perfectly comfortable beds inside, but
I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of feeling Daddy slide into me under the bright
afternoon sun. We were both tanned and the still unbroken heat wave didn’t
even phase us anymore.
I had been lounging on the chair by the pool, idly flipping through a magazine
while Daddy swam a few laps. We had both stopped bothering to wear swimsuits.
I still hated tan lines, and having instant access was just so much more fun.
I looked up as I heard the wet slap of Daddy’s feet on the hot cement as he got
out of the pool. His cock was standing straight up, rock hard and ready to go,
and I smiled as I felt the warm flood of wetness that seemed always present
around Daddy to grow even wetter between my legs.
“Flip over,” Daddy said, playfully smacking my ass when I complied. “I want to
watch that gorgeous ass while I fuck you.”
I groaned as Daddy pushed inside without warning. The stretch of his cock felt
amazing, and I was soaked enough already that he slid in with no problem. His
hands wrapped around my hips and he started a fast rhythm.
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The slapping sound of flesh on flesh seemed incredibly loud in the quiet
neighborhood but I was beyond caring who heard or saw us anymore. In this
position, though, the lounge chair definitely wasn’t the best idea. I shifted just a
bit, and my knee slipped through the rubber webbing.
The sudden change in angle caused Daddy’s cock to slip out of me, but the
speed of his thrusts didn’t falter. He thrust forward, but instead of sliding right
back into my pussy, his slick cock found another hole to push into.
That hole.
My ample pussy juices had spread to coat my ass as well, and Daddy’s cock was
slippery from being inside my pussy, so the momentum of his thrust had him
sliding inside my unprepared asshole for a moment before he realized just where
he was.
“Sorry Blair!” he said, stilling his thrusts. He didn’t pull out immediately, though.
“You’re so tight,” he said, his breath. catching. “I just need a second or I’m going
to come.”
I tightened my muscles, squeezing the invading organ and pondering if I could
handle more. I wanted to try.
“Or you could keep going,” I said, my voice sounding breathy.
Already an inch or two inside my ass and obviously loving it, Daddy wasn’t
inclined to disagree. “You just have to tell me if it hurts too much.”
Slowly Daddy thrust forward, and I held the edge of the chair in an absolute
death grip as I forced unused muscles to relax. I’d had anal once or twice in the
past, but it had been awhile and the cocks certainly hadn’t come close to the size
of Daddy’s.
The penetration seemed to go on and on, until my lust–crazed brain was
wondering if Daddy’s cock had somehow grown another foot in the last minute.
Finally, I felt Daddy’s thighs brush mine.
He was completely inside.
“Blair,” he said, his voice strangled. “Fuck it’s so tight. I need to make you come.”
Daddy’s hand left my hip to spread apart my pussy lips, finding the aching button
of my clit. He pulled out just a few inches before thrusting back inside with an
agonizing slowness, and I let out a low keen as the burning stretch inside me
started to give way to pleasure.
I rocked against Daddy’s hand, grinding my clit against his fingers as he fucked
me. “That’s right,” he murmured. “Ride my hand. Make yourself come. I want to
feel you squeeze me.” Two of Daddy’s fingers pushed into my pussy while his
thumb kept rubbing at my clit.
“Add another,” I asked, my voice sound blown out with the intensity.
Daddy added his third finger, his pinkie finger rubbing against my opening for
just a moment before joining the other three inside me.
I had never felt so filled. I didn’t know whether to buck against Daddy’s hand or
back against his cock. Every nerve ending was firing with intense pleasure, and
when I came I could feel the tremors from the soles of my feet to the top of my
head.
My muscles locked up and squeezed, clenching around Daddy’s fingers while my
ass grew even tighter around his cock. Daddy let out a loud groan in my ear as he
spilled inside me, my ass pulsing around him and milking him of every
drop.
We stayed like that for what felt like ages. Daddy’s cock started to soften inside
me, and he pulled out slowly, conscious of just how sore I had to be. He eased his
fingers out of my pussy, and I whimpered at the sudden feeling of emptiness.
That was…” Daddy’s voice trailed off. Neither of us could even describe the
maddening amount of pleasi experienced. But we both knew one thing.
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We were definitely doing this again. And again. And again.
A few months later, and I was back at school, buried in classes and homework. I
missed out days by the pool, but I was lucky enough to have gotten a single
room in the dorms.
That meant no roommates.
And it really wasn’t that far of a drive for Daddy to come visit.