"Suck it....mmmmmm....That's right baby suck it deep.......aaaahhhh,
Good girl!... C'mon slut, suck it harder ... .Gonna cum down your throat
baby.....C'mon baby you gotta suck my cock better than that..."
The scene unfolding in front of me seemed like a vintage porn movie
except for two things. First the girl in the scene, while suitably hot
and exposed, was apparently near to passing out. Because of that the
blowjob was definitely not going the way her lover wanted it to go. She
was on her knees between his thighs but the cock kept plopping out of
her mouth and sometimes she just rested her head on his thigh rather
than resume her cocksucking. I could see the guy was getting frustrated,
holding her head between his hands at some points and just trying to
fuck her stationary mouth. But he wasn't really getting that far with
it.
".....Damn....Open your mouth again...Can you get it wet? C'mon slut, keep it in your mouth for god's sake."
Oh, and the second difference with most porno films? The girl was my 18 year old daughter Jamie.
I'd watched the 2 kids come in the basement rec room door from behind a
decorative screen my wife had purchased for the living room and promptly
banished to the lower regions of the house. It suited me fine. I'd been
watching porno -- which is why it was on my mind -- with the idea that
my wife Karen was gone for the weekend and that Jamie was over her
friend Beth's for the night. My original plan was going out with some of
the guys from the office -- but when my best friend at work came down
with the flu that plan was cancelled. It appeared now that Jamie had not
got the memo on that. She obviously thought she had the place to
herself till my usual return time after midnight. And it was only about 9
p.m. now.
When I heard them coming down the path to the basement door my first
reaction was to stop and try to hide the porno DVD I had in -- something
like Daddy's Little Princess part 77. I got as far as stopping it and
turning off the TV when I heard the key in the door. Since my cock was
still out for stroking (even though the hard on was definitely gone by
this point) I decided to forget the DVD which was still in the player
and scooted behind the screen just in time.
Jamie came in first with her boyfriend Robbie behind her. The two of
them had been dating -- against the objections of my wife and I -- for
about 2 months, and it had become painfully obvious to us that the
relationship was at the point where sex was either going to or already
had reared its ugly head. See even though Jamie was 18, her boyfriend
was 22 and almost ready to graduate from college. He was at a very good
local college but working a co-op job for the spring term in some high
tech firm. And there he'd met Jamie -- the girl Friday they'd hired as a
senior in high school to do little odd jobs a couple of days a week. Of
course we objected right away to the difference in age and experience,
but Jamie claimed there was no romantic attachment at all -- just 2
friends who'd met on the job. After a few weeks of that we knew and she
knew we knew that they were dating -- but by then we'd seen enough of
the kid to feel more accepting. He seemed in fact like a really nice,
bright and sincere kid.
Before she'd left for the weekend my wife Dana had made a point of
telling Jamie that there was to be no entertaining of anyone in our home
while she was away -- and that I, her loving father, was going to be on
the lookout for that. But in fact I wasn't too worried about it. Jamie
was a good and sensible kid -- and as I said I thought Robbie was too.
Of course I realized that kids their age would want to have sex whenever
they could -- hell I'd banged my first girlfriend when she was 13! And
Dana confessed to me that she'd begun giving head to her boyfriend when
she was a sophomore. So I wasn't dumb, just one part disbelieving my
little girl would do that and one part saying what the heck they all do
it eventually. But now there was going to be no eventually about it.
As they came in I immediately saw two things. First his hands were on
her ass, cupping the cheeks as she came through the door. And second
that she must have been drinking far more than she ever had in her life.
She was swaying and reeling and he was using her predicament to run his
hands protectively all over her body - holding her up by holding her
ass and tits. She was giggling but he seemed pretty serious. When she
stopped in front of the couch and threw down her purse and jacket, he
used the opportunity to hold her tits from behind. She bent to pick up
the jacket and this time would have fallen except for his hands. So he
let her slide down to the couch in front of him as he said:
"That's it baby -- that's a nice position to start it."
She looked up from the couch, almost too woozy to understand him. But then she giggled again and slurred:
"Help me unzip this."
Her hands went to his belt buckle but as requested he was more than
happy to help. He had his belt and zipper undone and his pants off in a
flash. The tent in his boxers made her giggle -- apparently everything
about this tonight was going to make Jamie giggle. She leaned in and
touched his cock over the boxers. As she did he tugged them down and a
fat cock sprang forward and almost slapped her in the face. Just then
she started sliding sideways on the couch and for the first time I said
to myself "She's going to pass out before he gets her." But he was
ready. He took her by the hands and made her stand up. As she did he
pulled the silk tee shirt she had on over her head -- exposing a very
sexy and frilly little pink bra beneath. Then his hands went to the
clasp on her little skirt and he tugged twice till the whole thing slid
down her legs leaving her in the matching pink panties I knew would be
there. She was swaying as he turned her and undid the clasp on the bra
letting it fall to the floor. Next he tugged down her panties and she
was naked for him. He pushed her down on the couch and then tugged her
back to sitting in front of him again. He seemed like he was ready to
collect on a blowjob that had been promised to him.
And where was I during all this? Well behind the screen peeking through
of course. I mean at first I was just hiding, then I was kind of
stunned/hiding, then I was getting mad but then I realized that my cock
(which was still out of my pants) was getting harder than it'd been for
quite a while. And that was before Jamie was made naked. Once he started
stripping her I forgot about everything except drinking in her amazing
teenage body. And let me tell you it was (and is) sweet. Jamie is a
natural blonde with a thick mane above and fine wispy pubic hairs below.
About 5' 5", thin at about 115 lbs, but with excellent curves. Her ass
in particular is just wonderful -- and I was getting a great view of it
from about 8 feet away during the strip. Then there were her tits --
small ones, but firm and ....I hate to say perky cause what else are
tits going to be on an 18 year old? but I do want to express how lovely
her big pink nipples were and how they seemed to be tits which were all
nipple, with those nipples pointing upward at a nice sharp angle and a
nice mouthful of milk-white tit meat below. And of course I got to see
her pussy. Fine blonde hairs barely hid her pouting cunt lips. And when
Robbie had her turned backwards the pussy would peek out from between
her thighs with her hardly bent over at all. But her ass was the thing
-- just incredible to behold how round, firm and supple the pure white
skin looked on her. It's no wonder I was reaching for my cock again as
she sprawled on the couch before him.
As I said he pulled her up to bring her mouth to his cock. He was ready
to get her sucking his cock. And let me tell you about his cock --
gorgeous! I mean I know it sounds weird and all but I just told you how
amazing her body was -- well his was too. He was built and really strong
looking through the abs, chest and shoulders. Down below his ass was as
manly and hard looking as hers was round soft and feminine. But his
cock was incredible. It had to be 8 or 9 inches (I'm more like 6) and
thick and hard and very purple looking at the moment. The head
mushroomed out fatter than the shaft -- and the shaft alone was probably
the thickest looking dick I'd ever seen (outside of porno movies I
mean.) There were fat purple veins etched out from it, making it look
stronger and even fiercer -- I can only imagine how a teenage girl would
feel seeing it and thinking about what it would do inside the various
parts of her body. Then his balls were high and tight under the cock,
round pink sacs hiding small compact pumps which looked ready to go to
work.
Robbie took her head in his hands and made a good start on the blowjob. I
mean he had it in her mouth right away (I almost came myself when I saw
her pink mouth open and her plump lips lock down on it) and was working
her to get her sucking. But as I told you at the beginning it didn't
really work out. Poor Jamie was way too far gone to enjoy her work -- or
to let Robbie enjoy it. Despite my horny condition I did experience
real anger thinking about how he'd got her drinking -- no doubt
attempting to calibrate exactly when she'd had enough to do everything
he wanted. But the bastard had overestimated -- which makes sense if a
college junior is trying to get a girl drunk he's not thinking in terms
of high school seniors. Which of course Jamie was. So he'd obviously way
overdone what he gave her -- and she was a girl who seemed willing
(damn him!) but unable to do her part in the blowjob arena. By 2 minutes
into it he was cursing her -- calling her a bitch and a slut and to get
her mouth sucking and etc.He even hit her -- not bad but kind of
slapping her to wake her a little. This made me really mad, but then my
eyes flashed to her tits with his fat cock bobbing against them while he
tried to wake her -- and well you know I kind of forgot to be angry
then.
After about 5 minutes of trying he took his cock out of her face
altogether and her body slid again to a laying position. I'm not sure I
didn't hear her snore a little -- but she was definitely out of it. And
Robbie was definitely pissed! You could see it from his point of view.
He'd been playing this pussy for 2 months and presumably (from their
earlier talk) not gotten that far (thank god!) with her yet. This was to
be his big night -- and here he was with her nude at his side and with a
mouth begging to be raped. But nothing doing with that mouth! He stood
beside her sleeping body:
"Damn....You little whore!.....Cocksucker!....Motherfucker!.... Wake up you slut. I want to get what you promised me....Fuck!"
You could see his anger taking over as he reached for her ankles and
pulled her body straight on the couch, turning her firmly on her back. I
was having a heart attack seeing her man handled like this -- he had
her legs spread so I was looking right up her cunt and then beyond that
to her beautiful little tits and her angelic face. If he didn't get
something soon I was at the point where I knew I was going to spurt
without him. He got her positioned and was trying to figure out if he
could fuck her while she was unconscious. I said he seemed like a nice
sincere kid -- and he did -- but no guy with his hot piece of ass
underneath him nude on a couch was going to let her get away with no cum
at all. So he was going to fuck her -- contrary to his promise to her. I
guess in his mind her unmet promise might have made his null and void.
Or perhaps he just didn't care -- who knows?
Robbie spread her legs and knelt on the couch between her thighs. His
wonderful cock had stayed hard and ready the entire time. He was pulling
her legs up to expose her cunt. And then trying to get some of the
couch cushions underneath her ass for support. He was leaning in with
his cock to try to line it up with the slick slit before it. The problem
was he was on his knees on the couch and sinking into the couch due to
his weight -- so he couldn't quite get himself lined up. It was one of
those times where the guy needs a girl who will grab his cock and guide
it into her waiting cunt. No such luck with Jamie out of it -- and
presumably opposed to any cock guiding of this sort to begin with. I
could see him getting frustrated all over again. Once or twice it seemed
like he might have the head in her. You could see him pulling back
ready to begin thrusting. But then her body must have unsheathed him
because he'd bend in and start again.
By now I was really concerned and once again almost at the point of
stepping in to protect Jamie. But how could I -- cock still out, and
damned hard itself, not to mention that it was obvious or would be
obvious that I'd been watching now for quite a while. I was going crazy
seeing her like this. Seeing him trying to fuck her. It's true that part
of me was rooting for him to get her -- I needed to cum myself!! But I
also wanted her not to be fucked like this -- and certainly not to get
pregnant.
But Robbie made this all moot. He jumped up again and again started swearing his head off in anger:
"Little motherfucking cunt!.....The bitch........Wake up you stupid slut!"
He slapped her -- but not too bad -- a couple of times. But he was
getting no reaction. My eyes were on his still hard cock wondering how
long this kid could stay hard and why getting so angry at being deprived
of the bj and the fuck hadn't made him soft at all yet. But they hadn't
-- his cock seemed as thick and ready as before. Amazing!
That's when I got the scent of her pussy wafting through the room. I
almost felt my head exploding when I realized my little girl's wet pussy
could make that aroma -- so delicious! I'd been so caught up in the
visuals of her body and his attempt to rape her mouth and pussy that it
never occurred to me that her body responded with a wet cunt even though
most of her was just unconscious! I was drinking it in -- remembering
what my girlfriends smelled like at that age. And my cock responded by
going super hard -- like petrified wood when I touched it.
But Robbie was giving up. And he was pissed! My eyes went back to the
sleeping girl he was trying to molest. Her body was perfect. Even her
face looked like an angel's -- one who had just drifted off into sleep
(instead of passing out!) Robbie moved in, grabbed her nipple and
twisted it hard in his anger. I could see her flinch hard and moan --
but still nothing afterwards. He was muttering, walking around the couch
gazing down at her gorgeous body -- the body that was not going to
perform for him that night. That's when I thought he was just going to
get dressed and leave -- but when he gave me the biggest surprise of the
night.
Robbie bent to the floor to pick up Jamie's panties. He looked at them
-- and even sniffed a little at the crotch. But then he took the panties
and moved to her on the couch. He spread her legs again with one hand
while the other began working the cute pink bikini panties up into
Jamie's cunt, spreading her legs wide to force the silky material in her
body. The view of this was astounding -- seeing my daughter's cunt
invaded in yet another fashion was almost too much to bear. But then he
had them up inside her. A little tail of white material showed between
the lips of her pussy. He was looking down at her body -- smiling at his
work and at his idea of how to leave her.
I was in shock. He was going to leave her laying there nude with her
panties shoved inside her cunt. He probably intended for me or my wife
to find her like that -- me I guess since he must have known Karen was
away. And I got angry for the millionth time that night. But apparently
not as mad as him. For while I was still frozen to the spot -- and as
rock hard as ever - Robbie went to her face and in a flash started
stroking his cock over her sleeping body. That's when I knew I was going
to lose it soon - watching him degrade her again. But his hand. It was a
blur on his fat cock. I stood peeking through the crack in the screen
unable to move a muscle. One stroke, 2, 10, 20 and I could hear him gasp
and shout:
"Drink it slut."
With that his cock erupted. Jet after thick thick jet of white creamy
cum spurted from the head of his cock, painting Jamie's sleeping face.
And not just her face -- her hair, her throat, her tits and belly. The
jets were coming so fast and hard I couldn't have counted them -- but it
seems like she got hit with 10 or more streams of his cum. Her face was
covered -- a total mess -- and Jamie slept blissfully through the cum
bath. A thick rope of cum hit her hair -- and stuck there. Three or 4 of
the ropes hit her neck and tits -- and the cum was so creamy it didn't
real dissolve or drip much at first. It just coated and frosted those
pink nipples in a way that made you want scream in pleasure.
And I almost did. Scream that is. For I looked down and I was cumming.
My hands were not even on my cock. And I was cumming, shooting arcs at
and on the screen while his painted my baby's face and body. He was
cumming before me and was still shooting sperm at her after I was done
-- but I'd still swear it was the hardest cum I'd had in the last 10
years. I think I did grunt or make a groan -- but I was fortunate that
he was cumming on Jamie at the same time and therefore too caught up in
his own orgasm to think about any random basement noises.
Then he was done and so was I. He was pulling on his clothes and looking
at the mess he'd created on her. Finally he smiled and laughed:
"Well you're good for something tonight sweetheart...Fuck that's a load of cum I had for her!"
He looked around as if deciding what more he could do there. But nothing
occurred to him and he just said "fuck it" and was gone out the door. A
moment later I could hear his car pulling back out of the driveway. He
was gone.
And there we were. Me and Jamie. Alone.
For about 2 minutes I stood there in shock. Looking at her -- and at the
cum melting on her face, dripping to the pillows propped up below her. I
caught a glimpse of the pink panties protruding from my sleeping
daughter's pussy and somehow the sight of them snapped me back to
reality. I looked down and there was cum all over the screen and the
carpet below and I realized I'd shot one of the biggest loads of my life
watching Robbie cum on her face and tits.
I pulled my boxers and pants back up, tucking my still sensitive cock
inside again. Gingerly -- as if someone was there to catch me -- I
walked out and over to her still unconscious little frame. My mind was
racing a thousand miles an hour. Seeing her -- like this. Her tits
exposed and frosted. Seeing the panties tucked in her cunt up close.
Seeing the still thick white ropes of cum in her hair and on her chin.
Her red lips on her pale white skin. And without thinking -- with no
thought whatsoever -- I found myself reaching out my fingers to her tits
and scooping a load of Robbie's cum from around her nipple. I barely
touched the skin of her tit -- barely touched the ruby red nipple -- but
I came up with a finger full of thick white sperm and plopped it in my
mouth to lick it clean. Now I'd tasted my own cum before -- but this was
way different. I was overwhelmed by the taste, and texture. Salty and
gamey as his aroma filled my mouth and filled my senses. I looked down
at Jamie's tits with a load of her boyfriends cum in my mouth and
swirled it around my tongue. And then I was swallowing and reaching for
the cum that was painting her other tit. I allowed myself a little more
of a touch of her pretty tit this time, but was still focused on
scooping as much of his salty juice as I could from her body. I came up
with another fingerful, and then a third and a fourth. Then I was
scooping from her chin and face -- cleaning her and filling my mouth
with the huge load he'd left on her. By the 6th or 7th fingerful of cum I
realized my mouth was almost full. It's funny how it feels so full in
your mouth when you know it's a guy's cum! And I was swallowing again
and reaching out for the last remnants -- wanting to finish the job of
cleaning her up. I thought of how he'd said 'drink it slut' when he was
cumming on her lips and face -- and now I was the slut doing the
drinking for him and in a way for her too.
When I had her clean except for the dried patches of cum, I stood
looking at her and licked my lips. I knelt beside her for a close-up of
her tits, and dragged my eyes down to her flat belly and to her sweet
cunt. Now I was face first with the panties exposed from the slit where
he'd forced them. I reached out and lightly tugged on the silk. I swear I
never even grazed her pussy lips taking them out! The panties began to
unfold and slide out of her slit. I went slow and watched her face while
I took them out -- hoping this further violation would not wake her.
Then they sprang free of the tight little lips she has and I was holding
them while staring right at her cunt. It was red and puffy looking --
no doubt from the recent semi-fucking she'd taken -- and I raised the
panties to my nose. The aroma which stunned me earlier from a distance
now completely overwhelmed me as it permeated my nose and mouth and
brain. I inhaled her essence and felt it mingle with the after -- aroma
of the sperm I'd swallowed and sensed the power of the mixture of their 2
bodies.
I stood and realized my cock was rock hard again. I tugged open my pants
and dropped my boxers -- watching her face for any sign that she was
waking up. Seeing none I continued and now had the panties to my nose
and was licking out the crotch with my cock free. My hand went to my
cock and I imitated Robbie for the last time that night: I started
stroking over Jamie's prone naked body. Keeping the panties to my nose
and mouth I worked my hand over the hard thick flesh of my cock. For a
moment she stirred and I froze in fear. Then she stopped and fell back
to a quiet snore. Now her mouth was hanging open and my fist became a
blur just as his had. By this time it only took about 5 strokes and I
was jetting on her face. I leaned in and made sure 1 or 2 caught her
open lips, but like her boyfriend I did a pretty good job of painting
her face even if I did have less left than him for her neck, tits and
hair. Still it was my second load in the last 15 minutes and I felt like
the force of my orgasm was ripping my backbone through my cock.
Amazing.
I ran and got my camera. I took about 100 snaps of her in the next ten
minutes. Close-ups of every part of her body, and especially of the
ropes of cum on her face and lips and eyelids and tits. Jamie continued
to snore lightly. My cum was beginning to dry and run on her when I
thought of one last bit of fun. I didn't want her sleeping there all
night naked cause she would freeze to death. Now that I had cum on her
and had her pictures I was ready for the last step.
I found her purse on the floor beside the couch and looked inside for
her cell phone. Then I laid it on the couch right next to her ear. I
reached out and smeared a little more cum from her face on her lips.
Then I retreated behind the curtain again. I stood and watched for a
moment, trying to figure out how she would react to all this -- meaning
to what she would think occurred. Then I pulled out my cell phone and
dialed her number. The phone beside her ear went off like a bomb with
some rap song and my sleeping sweetie winced and kind of shook all over.
But then nothing. She continued sleeping with a pained expression on
her face as the phone continued to play the song. By the 6th ring or so
the voice mail kicked in and the ringing stopped. I hung up and
redialed. Again the bomb caused her to look pained but didn't wake her
up. A third try had the same effect. I was wondering if this would work
at all. But the 4th attempt did the trick. Jamie kind of jerked up on
the couch with open but glassy eyes. As she did some wet cum began
rolling off her chin and fell on her chest right between her small tits.
Her hands went up as if in self protection -- and I thought with all
the missiles shot at her tonight this was a little too late. Then she
shook -- cum dripping from her face - and regained some composure.
When she did I could see her looking at the cum on her hands -- they
went to her face and came away even more spermy. Then her hands went
over her body -- and I saw a look of terror as her fingers went to her
cunt to check. Coming away sperm free from her slit she looked relieved
for a moment but then started checking out the dried patches on her
belly and tits. It was starting to occur to her that her boyfriend had
come all over her and split. Her eyes darted around the room. Seeing
nothing she began to get up. The first try didn't do it and she fell
back -- legs split wide open and her lovely cunt exposed for the last
time that night. Next time she made it and spotted her pink panties on
the floor where she'd dropped them -- she bent (lovely ass!) and picked
them up and sniffed just as I had done and as Robbie had before me. I
couldn't tell if she knew they'd been up her cunt recently -- but she
seemed satisfied enough to have panties to slide on over her legs. Next
she found the tee shirt he'd stripped off her at the beginning of the
adventure and finally found her mini skirt.
Now fully clothed she was scooping my cum from her face the way I'd done
with his. I heard her giggle and saw a finger snake in her mouth. She
sucked on it and let it slide out clean. Right then I came for the 3rd
time that night -- my baby Jamie was swallowing my cum thinking she had
her boyfriend's sperm in her mouth. It was the most intensely erotic
feeling of my life. Then she ran into the downstairs half bath and I
could hear the faucet working and then the toilet. She came out looking a
lot cleaner, gone were the cum streaks on her forehead and chin, and
she'd even taken the time to re-apply some lipstick. I could see her
looking at the cum stained pillows on the couch -- and then turn them
over to hide the wet stains. She looked around to see if there was any
other damaging evidence and found none. Now she plopped back on the
couch and let out a woozy breath of air. She sat there humming and then
began to smile. She was thinking of him -- and how she was happy he did
her like that. I could see it in her eyes. And then her gaze fell to the
phone I'd used to wake her. She picked it up and started fooling with
the buttons. I think she wanted to see if he had called since he came
all over her. When she scrolled the missed call list she seemed
disappointed and said -- "Shit, just Dad!" That's when I realized what
was about to happen.
Jamie hit the dial button. I fumbled for the phone to turn it off. But I
was too late. My ring tone is itself like a bomb going off. When it did
in the quiet basement I saw Jamie's eyes dart to the curtain. "Daddy?"
she said nervously.
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