Just A Peek (AndNich123 and Pazzo)

AndNich123 · Jan 25, 2015

Just a peek, she thought, as her bare feet softly touched the hardwood floors of the hall. That’s all I want. It won’t hurt anything for me to just look around for a little while. I want to see what all the fuss is about. Why did Annie say her father doesn’t allow anyone to ever enter his study? What does he keep in there?

Cassie had been friends and next door neighbors with Annie ever since she was old enough to walk. The two had grown up more like sisters than friends. From as far back as she can remember, and even what she can’t recall that was documented in photos, the two had been inseparable. Shortly after they moved in and Cassie was born, her father had walked out. Taylor did the best she could to raise her daughter, and when she needed help, Annie’s mother and father were glad to step in. Especially her father. Annie's father had gradually, and happily, taken up a solid male figure role in her life. Even as a young child, she looked up to him as if he was her father. In fact, she thought he was for a long time. He never seemed to mind, and as the child grew, he gladly slipped into the role of her father. Cassie would talk to him about anything. From school, to boys, to her mother at home. Their relstionship was a unique one, and it was always held near and dear to her heart. Relaxed enough to lounge by the pool or on the couch playing video games in her Pjs, she never felt out of place with him. Comfortable, warm, cared for, and loved.

Her mother’s job would often take her away, and on those such occasions, much like this weekend, she was always welcomed at Annie’s house. There weren’t many rules to follow when she was there. Stay out of the beer. Don’t make too much when you stay up late. It was never a rule to not stay up late. Annie’s parents both knew better than to try and enforce that one. Nothing rated R on tv on the computers. Annie’s mother was a bit of a prude. Her father, on the other hand, was anything but. Stay out of the study. Cassie had done well to keep all of the rules this far, but tonight she was about to break the last one.

Her hand gently turned the doorknob to the study, and she slipped quietly inside. Afraid to turn on the light she looked around as the storm raging outside lit up the room. The brillant flashes of lightening more than enough to allow glimpses of the photos on the shelves and his desk. She wasn’t sure what type of work Annie's father did. So of course it was a personal invite to one day violate his privacy and enter this, his study. Nothing seemed overly interesting about the normal, average room. Leather chair behind the huge, mahgony desky. Shelves adorned with photos, books, and various things he had collected over the years. A signed baseball. A small, metal car. A fake plant. Newton’s craddle. On his desk much of the same. A small lamp. A cup filled with pens and pencils. A folder that was closed. A huge calender lay flat beneath the folder. Envelopes and his mail. Some sort of magazine about golf. She was about to pick It up when she heard the soft, faint sound. Her head jerking up quickly towards the slightly ajar door. The light bleeding through did not reflect the shadows of anyone walking around in the hall. So she quickly made her way over to the door walking nearly on her tip toes. A quick scan out the door, and Cammie slinked her body through the small crack before closing the door behind her. A glimmer of light from another room just down the hall a bit lead the way to where the sound was coming from. Biting her lower lip, she knew going back to bed was certainly the better object, but she wanted to take just a peek.

Once more moving swiftly down the hall, she stopped just at the door and peeked inside. Her mouth opened wide at the sight she saw. There he was with his wife making love, but there was something about it, about him, that wasn’t quite right. He appeared almost animalistic. The way he grabbed her, handled her, his fingers digging deep into her flesh. The sounds coming from him, and even how he forced her breaths from her body with his powerful thrusts. He was aggressive, in charge, and he clearly was not making love to her. No. He was fucking her. Hard. Roughly. Cassie backed against the wall across from the door and slide down the wall still watching the two. It was wrong. So very wrong, but she couldn’t take her eyes off them. Everything about the scene unfolding before her was so intense. She gasped softly hoping he didn’t hear her. Unaware even of how she was moving her legs, Cassie reached down.Not completely innocent, and yet she was still a virgin. Cassie had given handjobs and sucked a few cocks around school, but she had never felt a man sinking into her body taking her. It was an urge she often felt but was too afraid to act on. His arms around her, his breath on her neck, warm mouth to her nipples, even his cock in her throat were all things she had experienced. That final step was simply one she hadn’t taken. Her fingers grazed her throbbing clit as she watched enchanted by him. Why am I wet? Her own breathing erratic, her body squirming, she didn’t stop touching herself. All I wanted was just a peek. I got so much more than I bargained for. Good. Another gasp, a bit louder this time, and she felt her own body climbing as her fingers explored her wet sex. She was watching and wishing like hell she was his wife. Her nipples erect, rubbing against the sheer fabric of her nightie as her chest heaved. This is so wrong. I must be so sick, but I can’t help it. Fuck. Keep going. Fuck her. “Yes,” she whispered out. “Yes.”

Pazzo · Jan 25, 2015

Richard sank his powerful fingertips into his wife's succulent thighs, holding them apart so he had easy access to her impossibly wet sex... How he longed for the savage torrid love that he had with her in their youth, where they couldn't possibly keep their hands off of one another...

But lately, something was missing. It just wasn't the same. Here he was, fucking his lusty, beautiful wife with savage abandon... And yet he felt nothing...
He had made a special room beyond his study for naps, with a queen-sized bed that could fold away into the wall...

He was a devoted husband, and he loved her dearly, yet this all felt repeated. Regardless, he would please his wife and make her happy... That's what a good husband did right?

Grasping her ankles, Richard yanked her down lower onto the mattress, and lifted her legs up in a most erotic way, which spread her freshly shaven, glistening labia. Lightning flashed violently outside as the rain assaulted the glass of the window like a furious beast, the following thunder shaking the walls and rattling them both. She could feel the vibrations on her clit as he fucked her, sending hot sparks up her spine. She cried out, arching her back while Richard penetrated her, begging, pleading with him not to stop...

It was just the same old rough sex with the same old woman. Richard thought to his porn collection, of the 18 and 19 year old girls in slutty clothing, tight latex boots and fishnets with stiletto heels and gloves and excessive lipstick...

He felt a hot tingle behind his balls, and his huge cock throbbed inside of her wetness... "Alright. That's something at least..." he though to himself and he lowered onto her, easily ripping her gauzy nightie apart with his muscled arms.... Her breasts were large and seemed to defy gravity. Fake implants that she had done in an attempt to feel sexy.

He sank his teeth into his wife's generous heaving chest, pinching her erect, quivering nipples firmly with his fingers, creating a hot, sharp sensation. She bit her lower lip and screamed in ecstasy...
Her perfume was mixed with her musk, and had always aroused him in the most impossible way... But tonight, like so many other nights... His arousal was nowhere to be found.

The momentary arousal from the thoughts of his porn starlets evaporated away.

He thrust his massive cock deep within her, holding it there, grinding it mercilessly into her tight folds... He wanted to scream in rage and cry out in anger and frustration...
Oh how he wanted to feel something again, ANYTHING....

He jerked up his head, clenching his teeth in rage, the tendons and veins bulging in his muscular neck. Lighting flashed again from the terrible storm that raged outside. And for the moments that it lit up the house brightly, he caught a glimpse of a pretty young girl watching him through the crack of his bedroom door. Richard recognized her immediately. It was the young girl he had watched grow up alongside his daughter, and had been like a second daughter to him. Initially he felt rage against her, that she disobeyed his rule to stay the fuck out of his study. In the brief flash of light he saw that she had her back against the hardwood wall of the hallway, and was sitting on the floor, gently playing with herself, her deep eyes wide with curiosity, and her pouty little mouth parted in lust... Then the lightning subsided, and bathed the hallway in inky blackness. He was just about to scream at her, but then he felt something hit him like a freight train... a wave of erotic arousal washed over him, shaking him to his core. His cock surged within his wife... "What? NO!" His mind screamed at him. "This is wrong!"

He took a few deep breaths, and his wife began to rock her hips, pleading and begging Richard for release. Richard could not deny his feelings... The though of Cassie's young innocent lips on his big cock, her silky tongue licking its underside... He felt his cum begin to boil...

Richard kept his eyes locked on the darkness beyond the crack in his door, and placed on his his muscular hands on his wife's neck, gripping it firmly. Not enough to choke her, but enough to let her know he was there. She squirmed uncontrollably on his fully erect member whimpering...

His eyes focused on what lie beyond the darkness, letting it fuel his arousal. He murmured softly to the girl that hid within, his voice a deep, rich bass, "You just sit there, and cum for me..."

Richards wife moaned loudly, thinking the words were for her...

Richard slid his cock in and out of his wife's hot, wet pussy, feeling it grip and clench on his flesh, and he pretended he was making love to Cassie.

His member twitched hard a few times, and he felt his balls raise and tighten, it wouldn't be long now...

AndNich123 · Jan 26, 2015

When the lightening lit up the hall, she knew Richard had seen her. Cassie had jumped startled by the crashing thunder as well as the clear fact she had been seen, found out, by him as took his wife in a rather savage way. Still she made no effort to move. Her fingers never even slowed down at she continued to bring her own body closer to the edge. If anything, she more aroused now than ever knowing he knew she was there, watching, playing as he fucked his wife. Did he know how she wondered how it must feel to be pinned beneath his strong body? Did he know how she longed for that? It had never occurred to her before in all the time she had known him, but now, after seeing such a sight, there was no going back for her. Richard was more that good hearted man that had helped her and her mother on several occasions. He was more than the man that she looked up to. He was the man she wanted to fuck. She had saved her for body so long, fighting off the boys she knew. She had made the choice that the first man to sink his cock into her would be special. As she watched Richard pound his wife, all of that came to rest in him.

Though there was no light of any kind, he was still starring, burning a hole into her. His wife sounding like a pathetic, weak woman taking the assault he was giving her. When he spoke, his voice sounded so low, so husky to her. An instant jolt shot through her clit as she began to squirm on the floor. The look on his face, the intensity within his eyes, and now his voice, that sexy voice feeding the fired burning between her legs was proving to be all too much. She pressed the back of her head against the wall as her body tensed. She knew this feeling all too well. The pleasure was coming. Every inch of her body firing with sparks of electricity. Her hips grinding, she nodded to him despite knowing he could not see her. Cassie’s fingertip played with the sensitive nub, and she groaned softly as her body found what is had been searching for. She heard the rush of her cum as she squirted to the floor just before the brilliant lightening flashed once more lighting up everything in sight. Her face, her body tight from her orgasm, all of it was visible to him for just a few seconds.

As her climax subsided, Cassie was aware of what she had just done. The wetness touching her body pushed her to search for her discarded panites. Finding them, she began to clean up the mess she had made. How could I do that, she thought. I made myself cum while watching him fuck her. I shouldn’t have been looking in the first place. I should have just taken a peek and left. No. I shouldn’t have looked at all. I shouldn’t have been up! I shouldn’t have looked in his study. If I had just done what I was supposed to do, none of this would have happened. That’s right. None of this would have happened. Cassie wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. Did she want this to not have happened? Again, she wasn’t sure. Not sure if the sounds she was hearing were real or not, Cassie sped her efforts up, but in the end it was her fear really that prompted her to rise and scurry down the hall in such a rush she left her soiled undergarment on the floor.

She closed the door to Annie’s room quietly behind her and climbed into bed. Her friend lay sleeping unaware that anything had happened. What would she say if she knew? Would she hate me? Should I tell her? No. Certainly not. Annie might not understand, and it might ruin our friendship. Of course it would. There’s no way she would look at me the same if she knew I watched her dad fuck her mom. She eyed the door not sure if Richard would come in there and risk talking to her about this or not. Maybe he would wait until tomorrow. He could pull her aside and talk to her about this whole incident in private. Would he tell her mother? Oh the embarrassment of it if he did. She would never be able to look at her mother again. The lightening lit up the bedroom once more, and Cassie’s eyes were still fixed to the doorknob. She waited, watching to see if it would turn. There was no way she was going to sleep. Not now. Not after what had just happened. No. It would be a while before her heart rate slowed back down to normal. Even then her mind was ablaze with the events of the night. What would happen now, she wondered.

Pazzo · Jan 31, 2015

Richard thrust in and out of his wife deeply, imagining it was Cassie's tight virgin hole, squeezing and gripping his member with its powerful folds. His wife wrapped her legs around him tightly, moaning and thrashing violently around his cock...

He felt the heat build within his balls steadily, a small flame at first, but steadily growing in intensity... The mere thought of that young 18 year old innocent girl on his cock, her looking up at him in lust... He could not take it any longer.....
Richard gripped his wife roughly around her hips with his hands and slammed his massive cock in and out of his wife's tight, hot fuckhole...

Her large breasts shook and bounced around as he fucked her, her body trembling... He leaned down on top of her, putting the full weight of his body down on her, pinning her to the bed. He bit her ear, and rumbled a command to her... "Cum now little whore..." He whispered...

His wife's face contorted, her lips spread wide and her eyes clenched tightly shut as she screamed, digging her nails deeply into his back, raking his flesh...
His cock throbbed inside of her, and he felt his muscles begin to pules as his cock exploded inside of her... Filling her hot tight hole with wave after excessive wave of hot, frothy seed...

Richard came unbelievably hard inside of her, and she exploded on his cock like an erotic geyser, covering him in her ejaculate...
Spent and satisfied, the woman passed out, and went to sleep immediately...

He grunted in frustration, and slid his cock out of her, standing up, looking down at his wife...
She just simply did not excite him anymore...
He had a moment of panic creep up in the back of his mind... Did he really just get aroused from the thought of fucking a girl that had become like a second daughter to him?
Leaving his comatose wife on the bed amidst the heavy blankets, Richard grabbed a heavy flannel robe from the wall and donned it, tying the strap about his waist quickly...

He quickly went to the hallway where he though he had seen the girl watching him, but she was not there... Instead was a pair of panties... Wet and sodden... The aroma of a young woman heavy on them...

He did not imagine it, it was real. She was here. She had masturbated in this very spot while watching him... He felt his cock twitch...
Richard just stood there, and felt another wave of subdued thunder from the storm. It sounded as if it was passing over, and the worst of it was headed north...

He stuffed her panties into the pocket of his robe... He would have to talk to her at some point, its was just a question of when...
He walked down the hallway to his daughters room where the girls slept... The door was cracked... He peered through it, and saw both of the young women in their beds, seemingly fast asleep.

These were his biological daughter, and he would do anything, kill or even die, to protect her. He would never do anything to harm her...

But Cassie? He felt his cock twitch again when he thought of her... He closed his eyes, and reached out and gripped the door handle, and shut the door...

He would sleep on it this night...
He walked back down the hallway to his bedroom, and slept alone that night, leaving his wife passed out in the study...

AndNich123 · Feb 5, 2015

Cassie heard his footsteps as he made his way down the hall, and a deep rooted fear began to well up within her. Was he coming to confront her? What would he say? Would he tell Annie? Would he be angry and send her home? There were so many possibilities, but none of them included what actually happened. Closing her eyes, pretending to be sleeping, she heard him come to a stop. Almost holding her breath, she waited for whatever was going to happen. When the floor creaked, and his footsteps resumed, she slowly began to peer through her eyelids. Nothing. He was gone without so much as one single word. What is his game, she wondered. This was far worse than if he had said anything. Even if he had been angry and sent her home, at least then she would have known what the result of her actions was. Now she was left in the dark waiting for the other shoe to fall. Certain she would never be able to sleep, she settled down in bed comfortable he was not coming back. The night dragged on, and she watched the shadows dance along the ceiling as her friend slept peacefully. The storm has passed, but to Cassie another one was now on the horizon. Would there be a downpour, thunder sounding as lightening painted the sky? She would have to wait to find out. Finally sleep and Cassie met, and she rested. Her mind would not dream of the events of the evening or even her worries of what come.

When the morning light warmed her face, it was the sound of her friend getting dressed that she heard first. Annie turned from her dresser, smiling, urging her to get up and get dressed. “Mom will have breakfast on the table. Come on then. You know you can’t stay in bed all day.” She was far too perky for the morning Cassie thought as Annie disappeared out of the door and down the hall calling to her parents. Her parents! It was then she remembered the night before and sat up quickly. Throwing the covers aside, she rushed to get dressed. Jean shorts and simple tee shirt. It was summer after all. Cassie slipped her feet into a pair of flip flops and ran a brush through her hair. Satisfied at her hurried attempt to look presentable, she left the bedroom carefully, slowly walking towards the kitchen.

The scene was one of a typical family on any morning. Mom was serving breakfast, pouring coffee, and generally making herself busy. Annie had began to eat her breakfast taking time to look up and exchange a glance with Cassie. Then there was Richard. He sat there with a plate of food in front of him, coffee in hand, and the morning paper. “Good morning,” Annie’s mother spoke to her. “Good morning ma’am,” she replied ever mindful of her manners. “Well have a seat. Breakfast is on the table. I’ll get you some orange juice.” Cassie nodded thanking her as she took a seat across from Richard. She knew Annie and her mother had something to take care of today. Would that leave her alone with Richard in the house, or would he be leaving as well? What had he done with the panties from last night? Come on, her mind screamed. Say something, do something, anything, but don’t let this continue. She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination or if he was really simply sitting there as if nothing had happened. She took the orange juice and began to sip it as she peered over her glass at him waiting.

Pazzo · Feb 8, 2015

Richard sat on his high backed chair, took a sip of his coffee, and savored it. It was delicious, made especially for him by his wife. He saw Cassie over his glasses and took second to admire the way her simple T-Shirt had hugged her body, framing it perfectly, and the way her jean shorts revealing her nice long legs...

He locked eyes with her for but a moment, just long enough for her to realize "I know what you did last night little girl...".
Then he smiled, and nodded to her once, and then eyed up the morning stock report as if nothing had ever happened...
"Huh.." He murmured in his deep fatherly voice... "Silver is down, imagine that..."

"She is stewing in her juices..." He thought to himself... It was actually fun to him, almost arousing to tease her this way... Eventually however he would have to speak to Cassie about what had happened... It was just a question of when and where. Today after his wife and daughter left for the day would be a likely time... Where though?

Richard picked up his knife, and cut a large bite of the huge buttery waffle in front of him, smeared it around in the puddle of maple syrup on his plate with his fork, and placed it into his mouth...
Once again his eyes met with Cassie's, and smiled... "Mmmm..." He murmured... "...How delicious"
His wife beamed at the comment, thinking her Husband had meant the breakfast she had prepared for him... There was no sense in dispelling her illusion...

The housewife came around and refilled his coffee, and kissed him on the side of his forehead thoughtfully...
Richard smiled and watched as she walked back around behind the counter...

Cassie's panties were locked safely away in the desk of his study... Perhaps he would confront her with them there... Maybe even seduce her a little.

Richard envisioned Cassie for a moment, perched on his desk with her T-Shirt pulled up to her chest, revealing her gorgeous young breasts and erect nipples. With one leg raised, Cassie moved her panties off to the side for him, and teased her succulent virgin pussy for his pleasure...

A sudden clang snapped him from his reverie, and he realized he had just dropped his fork...

Calm and collected, the Accountant just shrugged, and murmured, "Oops..." And his family went about their business...
He smiled, and happily went back to his breakfast... Locked away in his drawer next to Cassies panties, was a package of brand new G-String style panties, with crotchless openings that he had bought for his wife, but had never given to her.

Such panties would allow little Cassie to easily touch herself the next time she wanted to watch him fuck his wife, without getting in the way, making her remove them, and leaving evidence for his wife to find... He would have to make sure she knew how to use them first however...

AndNich123 · Feb 9, 2015

Cassie just sat there, shocked that he wasn’t even letting on more. Then again, he wouldn’t really do it in front of his wife and child. ‘Yeah. That’s it. He’s waiting until they’re not around. That’s logical. He doesn’t want them angry, upset, and weirded out.’ She nodded to the mental conversation she was carrying on with herself before picking up her fork and tasting the delicious looking breakfast. A shame came over her. Here she was sitting at her table, with her husband across from her, and she had cum for him just last night. While he pounded away on her, she had sat there rubbing herself until she literally left a puddle she had to clean up. Now, just hours later, this woman was serving her. Would she still be so eager to plate breakfast for the girl that her husband was fantasying about if she knew about last night? Then there was Annie. What would her friend if she knew that she had wanted her father to take her? Surprisingly those thoughts did not deter her from starting to enjoy the meal before her. In fact, they had quite the opposite effect. Cassie couldn’t help but smile.

Her eyes lifted to meet with Richard’s once more. “Indeed,” she replied to him. “So very delicious and sweet on the lips and tongue.” In as much as he was teasing her, she was giving it back to him. It was fun this little game of cat and mouse the two of them had going on. She turned her attention back to her plate before her thinking about last night. Images of the bedroom lit up as the lightning flashed, the lust in his eyes, and watching how his body took his wife, the sounds, the pure energy that radiated from the scene, it was all intoxicating to her. Had he not dropped his fork, she may have started panting thinking about it. The other two may have thought nothing of it, but she couldn’t help but wonder. Did he drop his fork because he was just as lost in the memories of last night as I was? It was a nice thought. It would mean he had enjoyed it as much as she had.

His wife spoke up reminding him that she had to take Annie into the city today. This was something that had already been planned for a few weeks now, and it was also understood that Cassie would not be going with them. She asked Cassie was she sure she didn’t want, going so far as to telling her that Annie would love for her to come along. The two exchanged a glance followed by a giggle. “No ma’am. Thank you so much though for asking. I think I just want to be alone. You are going into your office today,” she asked Richard. “Right? So I’ll just lounge around the house. Maybe take a swim. That sort of thing.” The woman nodded kissing the girl on the top of her head. “I think that’s what I’ll do,” she started taking a bite of her waffle. “Yeah. I’ll put on my bikini and take a cool dip in the pool before lounging. It will feel good to stretch my muscles and bathe in the sun. I better remember to rub lotion all over though. I’ve got a nice tan already, but it never hurts. If you’re still here would you help me with that,” she asked licking the syrup from her fork.

Pazzo · Feb 9, 2015

Richard had to smile... "Actually, I have the documents I need here already..." Cassie was being such a little tease... "Absolutely..." He murmured, "...Skin cancer is becoming an epidemic, and your mother would be furious If I allowed you to get a sunburn...". The accountant finished his breakfast, and helped his wife collect the plates. Any remnants quickly disappeared down the garbage dispose-all. He then assisted in loading the dishwasher...

Richard then walked his wife and daughter to the family SUV, and saw them on their way... Then he took a deep breath...
"Alright..." He whispered to himself...

He walked back into the house, and took Cassie gently by her hand. "Come with me, we need to have a talk before you decide to go lounge by the pool..."

Richard led her to his study... It was the one place where he felt peace... The rest of the house was decorated by his wife, but he mandated that this room was his and she agreed.
The wood paneled walls made the room feel comfortable. The large heavy desk that dominated the room was not something he bought, but something her made himself out in his wood shop, and was very elegant even by modern standards... There was a large black leather sofa against the far wall that was perfect for reading, napping, or discussing a potentially awkward situation with a young 18 year old girl...

Richard had Cassie sit on the sofa... She looked innocent enough, even sexy... But there was still that annoying nagging though in the back of his head that made him think of this young lady his daughter...

"About last night..." He murmured to her, as he walked back behind his desk and unlocked it. "At first I thought I was just hallucinating, and then I found these..." He said, and placed Cassie's panties on the center of his desk where Cassie could see them...

The accountant then looked at her, and held her gaze, his eyes hard... "I told you to stay out of my study little girl..." He murmured to her...

"I have always thought of you as my daughter..." He murmured. "And like any good father, I sometimes have to discipline my children when they misbehave..." His voice was low, almost predatory...

"What do you think I should do to punish you Cassie?"

He let that hang there for a moment, and the room became silent, save for the old longcase clock in the corner, tick-tocking as if desperately trying not to choke on the tension in the air...

AndNich123 · Feb 9, 2015

He seems so unshakable, she thought, watching him help Clair remove the dishes. Through all my teasing, my snide comments, he still seems solid. Not even a flinch as I asked him to rub lotion on my skin. Maybe last night isn’t such a big deal after all. Maybe I’m the one making too much out of it. She smiled as the relief washed over her. Able to enjoy the last of her breakfast, she sat alone at the table as he walked them both out to the driveway and said his goodbyes to them. By the time he was returning, she was adding her own dishes to the dishwasher.

She glanced up at him quickly as he spoke. “Alright. A talk?” He didn’t offer any other words as he walked towards the study. A sinking feeling began to set in. Maybe I was too hasty with thinking last night wasn’t such a big deal. He’s taking me here. Of all places in the house to talk to me, he’s taking here. She swallowed hard pushing her nerves down.

Stepping into the room she knew all too well now, she watched him. Cassie took a seat on the couch, and her heart skipped a beat as he mentioned last night. ‘Oh no. This is about last night. What do I do? Do I say something? Do I just let him speak? Calm down. Breathe and listen to him.’ When he brought her panties out of the drawer, she grabbed at the couch sitting up straighter. Her heart pounding in her ears, she locked eyes with his. His tone, expression, words, all of it were so firm, unforgiving.

He had presented her with honesty and a good question. Richard did think of her like his own daughter, and he had always been so good to her. If Annie had broken a rule, she too would be punished. So it wasn’t unreasonable that he wanted to punish her. What struck her as odd about this was that she wanted him to punish her. ‘I must be some kind of a freak.’ Her gaze broke from his looking around the room. “A punishment? Well I don’t know. I mean I’m not a little kid anymore. You could take away my cell phone,” she shrugged. “I mean it’s not like you can spank me,” her voice lighthearted. “I’m a little old for that, don’t you think, but hey, if you want to spank me, then by all means.” Cassie rose advancing towards the desk. “What? Do you want me to stand like this,” she asked leaning forward against the desk with her hands flush against the top. In her stance, her feet were spread slight. “Alright Sir. I mean I could take down my shorts if you like. I don’t know about taking off my panties though. Then again,” her eyes glanced down to the desk as her voice trailed. ‘Do I take my panties off? Is that going too far? Is that even appropriate? I think that ship sailed last night.’ Cassie returned her gaze to him. This was a moment of truth for her. Once she asked this last question, there would be no taking it back, erasing it from existence. It was clear she was beyond nervous, but Cassie had to ask. “Do….Do you want me to take my shorts down Sir?”

Pazzo · Feb 10, 2015

Richard took off his glasses slowly, neatly folded them up, and then placed them on his desk...
He stood up and moved his body in really close to Cassie, close enough to feel his heat and strength, but did not touch her...

"Is that what you think I should do?" He murmured to her, low and deep...

"You think I should have you bare your ass to me? You think I should rub it with my powerful hand, making the blood rise and getting your skin nice and sensitive?"
He leaned in close, his mouth a mere hair from her ear... He wanted to bite her earlobe and make loved to it with his mouth... But no, not yet...

"You want me to smack that tight little ass with my palm, and then wait a few seconds to let the delicious sting linger there for a few moments? Is that right?"
Impossibly, the handsome accountant leaned in even closer, but still did not touch her... He wanted her to feel the heat from his lips and breath on her ear...
"I could possibly smack you several such times? Until sweet little tears spill down those darling cheeks of yours? Hmmm?" He murmured, teasing her...

He then sat back down in his chair and chuckled.... "For some reason I think you would enjoy that... And as such it would not be a punishment..."

"Besides..." Richard continued... " I am not angry that you disobeyed my orders and violated my study... Such actions are sometimes necessary in order to be successful in todays world... What kind of a father would I be if I was to discourage such bold behaviors?"

He crossed his legs in a figure 4 manner, and carefully regarded the unimaginably hot little 18 year old placing her hands on his desk, arching her back, and freely offering to take down her pants and panties...

"No little girl... What makes me angry, is that you were sloppy..." He murmured... "You left your panties for anyone to find, heavy with your musk... And then you ran off... I wanted to come find you, and allow you the privilege of cleaning off Claire's cream off of me with that hot little mouth and tongue..." He said in a voice that flowed like oiled silk... "You denied me that pleasure..."

"Don't move..." He commanded her, as she stood there with her palms on his desk, and her legs spread apart, offering a delicious view of her denim clad rear...

Richard then reached in-between Cassie's long sexy legs, unlocked what appeared to be a file cabinet style drawer on the bottom left side of his desk... He then opened the drawer under her spread legs, revealing the contents...

The inside of the drawer was modified... It held 7 small racks, and was internally illuminated by small white LED rails... There were computer style fans that appeared to cycle air through the drawer and then out the small vents to its front...

On each of the seven racks was a single pair of impossibly erotic panties... Each one sexy and naughty in its own little way... Next to each rack was a small tube of what appeared to be a glossy type lipstick, seeming to match the set of panties they were next to... "Something I had made for Claire..." He whispered to her... "But I think this can be part of your punishment..."

The first rack held a G-string style bikini brief, shaded a deep rich purple, made from silk...

The second rack held a very sexy red G-string made from shiny latex...

The third rack held a lacy black set of boy shorts, with a crotch less opening...

On the fourth rack was a hot pink satin pair of panties, with a zippered crotch...

Rack number five held a black shimmery spandex thong with a gold dollar sign on its front...

The sixth rack had a pair of sky blue and black crotch-less butterfly panties that sparkled like glitter...

The last rack held an impossibly revealing green micro bikini style thong with a small hole to expose her clit, and just enough material to cover her labia...

"These are the kind of panties that you need to wear the next time you want to masturbate... In this way you can easily move them to the side or open them, and not leave any evidence..."
Richard's voice rumbled deep in his chest...
" The rules are simple... You may choose to take either your panties back, and we will never speak of this again like nothing ever happened... Or..."

His eyes flashed mischievously...

"You can choose a pair of those, put them on with their associated lipstick, and then masturbate for me on my desk. In this way, I can be sure you know how to use them properly..."
He then leaned in close... "If you puddle on my desk, you will clean it up with your mouth and tongue while I watch, and you will not waste a drop... Then perhaps I can give you a spanking, because only a really bad little girl would do such things...."

He leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking as he did so, and he interlaced his fingers thoughtfully...

"Afterwards, you hand wash them in the bathroom sink with soap, and place them back in this drawer for the fans to dry..." He murmured... "You will not under any circumstances let my wife of my daughter know of them, nor will you lose them in the laundry... They go from the drawer, to your possession, washed, and then back to the drawer... You may only have one pair at a time..."

He then let it hang there for a moment, the grandfather clock seeming to get louder and more foreboding with each passing second...

"Now then..." Richard murmured to the pretty little girl bent over his desk... "What will you chose?"

AndNich123 · Feb 12, 2015

Cassie kept her lips parted, taking in deep, slow breaths as he spoke, his breath washing over her ear raising goosebumps on her arms. He was saying all the right things, things she actually did want him to do to her. She knew it was so wrong because of who he was, because of their relationship, but in that moment, none of it mattered enough to force her to walk away from him.

“A good one,” she whispered in reply to his question. He would be a good father to encourage such bad girl behavior. Cassie closed her eyes the more he spoke. He had no idea the effect his words were having on her, the storm that was brewing inside her. ‘I want this man,’ she thought. ‘No. I can’t. I can not want this man. He’s like a father to me.’ Her inner conflict raging along with her own hormones, and he was not helping or making this any easier on her.

She looked down trying to take a good view of what he was doing. It was unlike anything she had ever seen. She listened to him explain everything about the drawer and it’s contents. Richard had put a lot of thought into this. It was beautiful, and it was his own design. That alone made it even more special to her.

He had given her a choice, along with the view of the drawer. It was indeed a life changing choice. Nothing would ever remain the same after this. Her relationship with Richard, even how it felt to be inside his home, all of it would be altered. It would be a secret she would have to keep from everyone, including her best friend, his daughter, Annie. Then there was his wife. Claire had been a good woman to her. Could she really do this to her? Could she really go down this dark path with her husband? Cassie reached for the panties that were her own. Grasping them she could smell her own scent and sense Richard’s disappointment. She moved her legs from the drawer watching him. He wasn’t even looking at her now. ‘Have I disappointed him this bad? Is this really what I want,’ she thought looking at the panites in her hand. ‘Yes. It is.’ Without any further hesitation, she leaned down to the drawer taking out the purple G-string and purple lipstick. As Richard still wasn’t looking at her, she slid her panties off and proceeded to put those on. ‘I do want this,’ she thought again. ‘I don’t care what changes. I want some of these changes in fact. I want him.’ She began to apply the lipstick, never taking her eyes from him. When she was satisfied her lips must be coated, she placed the lipstick back in the drawer, and tapped him on the shoulder. “I made my choice Richard. Tell me. Do you like it?”

Pazzo · Feb 13, 2015

Richard said nothing, but placed a finger to his chin, deep in thought as he considered her...

He knelt down for a better view of her succulent crotch... He admired the way the purple fabric hugged her flesh, making for a delicious valley... It was as if the G string was painted on her... It hugged her curves nicely...

Richard then stood up, and placed and hand under her chin gently... He inspected her lips, the way the rich violet lip color accentuated her mouth...

"Hmmm...." He murmured... Richard took something from his shirt pocket, another tube of what looked like a rich clear lipgloss... He pumped the sponge applicator a few times, and then applied it over her purple painted lips, making the shine and shimmer...

The lipgloss was medicated, with penetrating moisturizers that sunk down deep into her lips, making them tingle deliciously on her sensitive flesh, with a slight warming sensation... Her lips now tasted of sweet watermelon candy...

" You look quite delicious little girl..." He murmured to her, leaning in as if to kiss her full on the mouth, but pulling away, teasing her, Kissing her forehead instead...

"Now perch on my desk, and spread your legs... I want you to play with yourself through that silky fabric first... I want you to tell me about how it feels on your flesh... "

He murmured deeply into her ear... "Then you will move your new G-string to the side... Next, you will masturbate your sweet, succulent pussy for your daddy... Show him what you did in that hallway while you watched him fuck a woman... I want you to tell me how badly wet you are, and what you want me to do with you down there..."

Richard looked at her seductively, instructing her... He then sat in his chair, his hand touching the growing bulge in his trousers, his eyes never leaving her...

"Then you will tell me of your new lipstick, how it makes your lips feel, and what you want to do with your new hot, sexy mouth... Perhaps if you give me a good show, I might be persuaded to allow you the privilege of tasting your cum from my cock... "

Richard was heavily aroused at this point... But there was no sense in telling Cassie this, the girl liked to tease... and it was time the sexy little vixen tasted a good teasing from the other end...

His eyes then flashed mischievously... He placed a generous amount of the tingling, medicated lip-gloss on his thumb and forefinger... He felt it begin to sink into his fingertips and warm them pleasantly...

Richard looked deep into her eyes, and brought his face inches from hers... He slid his powerful hand down her toned tummy, and applied the tingling gel generously to her labia and clitoris... He thought the warming and tingling sensations would feel utterly delicious to her on her delicates... "Just a little something to help you get started love..." He whispered... He then brought that hand up to his face, and inserted his fingers into his mouth, never looking away... savoring the taste of her on them...

"...As I said at breakfast today... How Delicious..." He purred...

AndNich123 · Feb 17, 2015

She watched, curious and enraptured by his actions, as he took out the lip-gloss. ‘My lips are already perfect,’ she thought, ‘but this is all about what he wants.’ Her eyes locked with his as he worked. She could smell his breath along with his scent. His hands were strong and were steady as he worked. Not once did she glance down to try and take a peek at what he was doing. Her lips began to tingle. At first, she thought nothing of it. As he gave his instructions to her though, the sensation began to grown more intense.

Nearly biting her bottom lip, she nodded before complying. Her hands softly touched the desk, almost as if she were afraid she would damage the strong wood. She made no sound as she moved like a panther getting into place. Every muscle, every contour of her body, in slow motion as her entire body sat atop his desk, and for a brief moment, she paused, as if she were rethinking her decision. Resuming, she moved her legs, her feet resting flat against the cold surface. Cassie’s knees were forced apart as her face flushed. This was embarrassing to her on some level, but she also wanted this. Had she not, she wouldn’t have put the lipstick and panties on in the first place. It was one thing to imagine it though, and now that it was actually happening, she became very aware of just how real the situation had gotten.

His kiss on her forehead still lingered in her mind, along with his words, as her fingers reached down touching the fabric of her new undergarment. Slowly her fingers moved in small circles hovering on her clit through the purple material. “It feels….soft. I can feel the fabric pushing into my skin. My fingers are still firm, under my control, but it still feels new to me. I can feel it pressing into my….clit.” Her voice lowers as she speaks the last word. Pulling the fabric aside, she revealed to him her glistening sex. That night in the hall it had been dark most of the time. She was sure he had not gotten a good view of her. Now there was nothing stopping him from taking a nice, long look. Her cheeks burned bright red as her fingertips spread her lips open for him showing him the soft, pinkness of her pussy. “I….I,” her breathing, her words catching. “touched myself here.” Her fingertips rubbing against the sensitive bud. “I did it over and over.” Her arousal clearly growing as her legs squirmed. “I….watched you. I wanted..to be..her. I was so wet. I made a mess on the floor. I tried to clean it up, but I got scared. Scared I would get caught. Scared your wife would see. “

She glanced down seeing his own arousal. ‘He’s turned on. He’s as turned on as I am.’ This entire scene was affecting her in ways she had never experienced before. “I want..to know what you would like me to do with my mouth. I have an idea. I’ve done it before, but Richard, I’ve never….well….I’ve never done that before. How could I taste my cum on your cock when I’ve never..done it..before? You must know that I haven’t. Right? I can….would like to….taste your cock. My lips around it. My mouth taking you in. Would you like that Richard?” His words coming back to her as she spoke. ‘Next, you will masturbate your sweet, succulent pussy for your daddy.’ “Would you like that….daddy? Do you like it when I call you daddy?” His actions further intrigue her, but she does not stop touching herself, rubbing her clit. “Come on daddy. Tell me what you want.”

Pazzo · Feb 21, 2015

Richard stood up and smiled... Cassie was turning out to be quite the sexy little Vixen, "...Perhaps you have potential after all." He purred to her.
"Yes, you will address me as "Daddy" Pretty girl, from now on"

The Accountant stood up, and placed his hands on either side of her quivering thighs... He leaned down low, enough where she could smell his expensive aftershave...
"What do I want?" He whispered into her ear low and deep... " I want my little girl to prove to me that she can follow my directions, so That I can help her realize her full potential..."

He then reached over behind his book case, and withdrew an finely woven black leather riding crop... He squeezed its leather end with his powerful hand, slightly bending its shaft right where she could see him, and he held her gaze... A barely perceptible smile was playing at the corner of his mouth, But little Cassie didn't need to know just yet how much she was already pleasing him... Just a little bit more teasing to drive her arousal over the top.

Richard swatted the small area of his desk that lie between her legs and just a mere hair away from her wet, reddened womanhood, sending a rush of cold air across her hot, moist flesh.
His eyes held a deliciously cruel flash of mischief behind them.

He traced the end of the crop very close to her pussy on her sensitive inner thighs, holding her gaze the entire time. This was such a powerful, erotic moment for him, having such a beautiful young woman doing exactly what he said... He admired the light glinting off of her lipstick, applied so thick and wet it looked as if it would drip off at any moment.
Richard could feel his hard on thundering in his slacks...
Oh how good those lips would feel on my cock he thought to himself...

No. Not yet.

"Marking my cock with your lips is a privilege you will have to earn little girl..." He purred into her ears as he traced the smooth leather over her collarbones, and delicate neck...
"You will earn that privilege by doing exactly what I say to do next..."

He swatted the desk again, sending a swift crack of electric apprehension through the room so thick that even the furniture seemed to flinch...

" You will turn around, and climb up onto my desk." He said to her in a low, even tone. " You will then place your cheek to the surface of the desk, and stick that gorgeous young little ass of yours up in the air... You will continue to pleasure yourself, but you will not cum without my permission..."

He sat back in his chair, twirling the crop around his muscular fingers like a practiced professional. "I will then give you a few swats with this crop while you masturbate... The better of a show you give me will determine how many swats I decide to give you..." He whispered to her...

"If I decide to let you cum, and this is a pretty big IF... You will likely leave another puddle on my desk. You will then clean it up with your tongue, and your erotically painted lips, the proper way a girl should... Not by disprespecting the cum by wiping it up with an undergarment, and then just tossing the undergarment aside to be found by someone... Do you understand?"

Richard was then silent, the room filled only with the wet sounds Cassie's delicate little fingers made as they stirred her juicy sex... He thought her cute little whimpers were delicious...

He leaned foreword... His voice suddenly gentle... "Please don't disappoint... I would hate to have to leave you frustrated... That would only hurt me more..."

Richard would love to just fuck her completely senseless right then and there, but a good father always knows the benefits of delayed gratification... And he wanted her virgin womanhood good and lubricated, so that his massive cock could slide deep within her sodden warmth with ease... He was very big and she was very tight... Making her cum first, and filling her vessel with little girl cum was the only humane thing to do...

AndNich123 · Feb 21, 2015

‘Daddy. He wants me to call him daddy.’ The thought alone warmed her. She already thought of Richard as her daddy anyway, but knowing that he not only wanted her to call him daddy, but even amid these circumstances, he still wanted her to call him that was beyond erotic to her. “Yes daddy,” she whispered not even sure if he heard her. It was only for her own ears to hear anyway. She wanted to hear those words passing from her lips as her fingers massaged her clit.

As he leaned in to speak to her though, her motives became very different. She wanted him to hear her the next time she spoke to him. “Yes daddy. I understand. I’ll follow your directions. I’ll be a good girl.” Her tone laced with the lust she was feeling as her body was dancing around the flames of orgasm. She wanted her relief, but more than that, she wanted to please him.

The riding crop came into view, and it was intimidating. She shifted, just barely, before holding her place, wanting to please him. Her entire body jumped though as he swatted the desk. Caught off guard and startled, her eyes widened as she looked at him. ‘Please don’t hit me with that,’ she thought. ‘It will hurt.’ The rush of air cooled her hot sex as it washed over her now glistening lips. Again her body twitched, quivering as the leather touched her skin. There was no force behind it, but the feel of the leather on her skin sent her even higher. Relaxing against the touch of it, the feel of it, as he caressed across her tender, sensitive flesh, Cassie’s fears began to fade.

Swallowing as she felt the riding crop shift on her body, her eyes now soft fixed upon him, she nodded. “Yes daddy. A privilege.” She never asked him how she could earn that privilege. She knew Richard wouldn’t say that unless he already had an idea of how she would do that. As the crop touched her skin, exploring her body, her fingers moved even faster. Settling back into the desk ever more, she was quickly stunned as the crop connected with the desk.

Nodding to him, she began to move slowly on his desk. Fear of sending something on the desk crashing to the floor and falling kept her efforts slow, but Cassie was soon in position. Her knees were to the desk and spread wide, and she had touched her cheek to the cold wood. Her fingers still worked her clit. Her lips parted as her body began the journey down the path that would take her to pleasure. His words etched in her mind served as a reminder not to cum, but they were a double edged sword. It was his voice, and that alone was enough to heat her body. Her hips began to move as if she were riding an invisible cock. Cassie’s ass rose and fell as it was presented for a few seconds as her hips kept grinding. The sound of her ragged breathing grew louder, and she began to mentally plead with him. ‘Tell me I can cum. I wanna cum so badly. Please daddy. Let me cum.’ Cassie wanted to lift her cheek and look at him, but that would disobeying his orders and not pleasing him. She would never do that. “Daddy,” she called out. “Please daddy! Tell me I can cum!” Her thoughts now given a voice as her body began to tighten. “Oh please daddy! I wanna cum! I wanna cum for you. Please say I can. I’ll be a good girl. I’ll lick it all up. I promise.” She knew how many swats she would get depended on the show she gave him, but right now she was focused on not cumming, fighting her urges, and pleasing him. If that meant she would get more swats, so be it. At least daddy would be pleased.

Pazzo · Feb 22, 2015

Richard just sat there and enjoyed the succulent sight of a young pretty 18 year old girl on his desk, her lips painted wetly, with her gorgeous ass in the air, rubbing her virgin pussy with abandon...
Her moans and whimpers were cute yet still quite erotic...

Cassie willingly offered her perfect round ass to him, and it was deliciously tanned... Oh how nice it would look with many red streaks across it, evidence of fun and discipline...

He reached up with the crop, and slashed it firmly across both of her ass cheeks in one fluid motion... He watched her, and waited, letting the sting linger on her ass deliciously for a few moments...
Savoring her, he brought the crop sharply across her ass again and again, with each stroke cutting the air with a satisfying "Swoosh" noise...

Richard was pleased... He felt as though he was transferring his erotic energy to her through the crop, and it was pleasantly gratifying to hear the leather smack sharply against her tight virgin ass...

Several more lovingly administered strokes with the crop, and Cassie's gorgeous tanned rear was streaked with many decadent streaks of pink, burning spots where his crop had kissed her...
Richard's heart was pounding in his chest... Oh how he wanted to just penetrate his adopted daughter then and there...

But no, she needed to be properly lubricated first, and this was the best way...

He considered her for a moment, rubbing herself frantically before him, her ass burning, and tears filling her eyes, as her lush, wet purple lips quivered, begging him to let her cum...

The accountant stood up, leaned in close to her ass, so close he could smell her arousal and her musk... He started to lick parts of her ass, lightly tracing the red streaks slowly and carefully, and then blowing on the wet spots he had created...

Richard grabbed her asscheeks with both hands, and rubbed and massaged them while Cassie masturbated for him... Such a good girl...

He leaned down, one hand sliding back and forth across her ass, with his lips a mere hair from her ear... He whispered low and deep...

"Cum now little girl... Do it..."

AndNich123 · Feb 27, 2015

Cassie was lost in her own bliss when the crop connected with her ass. A loud screech came from her mouth, but her hand did not stop. Her ass quivered, anticipating another strike or his hand to rub her stinging cheeks. Once, twice more she felt the sting, the burning from the crop smacking against her bare skin. Her back bowed as she tried to draw her muscles in tight in an effort to escape the punishing blows from the crop. Her hand never left her pussy. Her mouth cried out, and her skin glowed red as the proof of the leather riding crop, but her hand never stopped. He was merciless. Blow and blow, the thwack heard throughout the room always followed by her moan as the pain brought on pleasure. She hated the crop, and yet she wanted to feel more. Confused and aroused, she was ready to leap from the desk as her nervous energy flowed through her body.

His tongue was warm, even amid the humid temperatures of the house. The heat from his mouth lit her streaks ablaze before his breath cooled them down. She savored the feelings, the sensations, moving her hips as he continued his slow torture. His hands were so strong, pushing her further with each grope of her sore ass. Her body was feeling the familiar signs that she had brought on so many times in the privacy of her own bedroom. She wanted to look into his eyes, to see the intensity there as she came. This was Richard’s game though, and she was along for the ride. He had stopped spanking her in exchange for the kneading his hands delivered to her. Her fingers never stopped massaging her clit. She knew she would simply burst soon if he didn’t tell her she could cum. His fingertips danced across her sensitive, red, sore ass cheeks, drawing a smile from her as her cunt began to heat up. “Yes daddy,” she crooned as her head fell to the desk. A moment later, she heard her own nectar squirt from her pussy, spraying the desk below her. She knew she would have to clean it up, and the thought only made her orgasm last longer. She wanted to show him she could be a good little girl for him, and this would only give her another chance to prove that to him. “I’m cumming daddy. Touch my ass. Please. I want to feel your hands on me.”

Pazzo · Mar 7, 2015

Richard's practiced and analytical mind considered her request... She was going to great lengths to please him right now... She was a little bossy in how she worded it... However he could fix that later and condition her to say more pleasing things... Training this gorgeous young woman to be his perfect little pet would be a pleasure unto itself...

The accountant carefully placed the crop under Cassie on the table, allowing her to baptize it in her heavenly nectar. Watching her worship it with her thick, wet purple lips and clean it off with her tongue would be quite a succulent sight...

He gripped her tight young asscheeks in his powerful hands, feeling the warmth of her freshly spanked skin heating his palms. Richard then dug his fingernails deep into her flesh, wanting her to squeal in a helpless, high pitched manner... Her tight little ass winked and flexed between his hands... Richard grinned, with his hands gripping her flesh, he spread her asscheeks and held them, while he gently kissed around the sensitive flesh of her back there, lightly rimming her tight, innocent little anus, hoping to make the cum that much more intense for her... He smiled as he saw the generous puddle form on his desk... He then licked her ass mercilessly, raking his nails down her asscheeks and thighs, creating little red streaks that burned deliciously in their wake....

"Yes my sweet little daughter, cum hard for me..." He whispered onto her hot little asshole, his breath cooling the wet marks he made just moments ago with his tongue...

" Cum for your daddy, flood his desk with your succulent juices. Get yourself ready for his cock, so that he can take you, and make you a woman...""

AndNich123 · Mar 11, 2015

She winced as he kneaded her cheeks still feeling the sting of the crop. Cassie groaned at first as his hands showed her sore, striped skin no mercy. Her face warmed as she grinned when his lips touched her tender skin. It was a reward to her. She had withstood his whipping, and now daddy was kissing it, making it all better. She felt her release not only dragging on, but as his tongue touched her innocent asshole, she felt a second wind seeming to fuel her orgasm. Her pussy dripped to the desk below, and she could feel her juices running down her lips, trailing down her thighs as well. As his fingernails racked across her skin, her voice hit an ear piercing level, filling the room with her cries.

“Yes daddy. I’m cumming so hard for you.” She had never done anything this erotic before. Her innocent hole began to crave him. She knew she wanted him to be the first. The more he touched her, licked her, kissed her with his mouth and breath, the more aroused she became. As he spoke to her, she felt her pussy tighten at the very thought of his cock filling her, taking her virginity from her.

“Yes daddy. I want your cock. Can I wrap my lips around it daddy? I wanna taste you.” An act she had done countless times, but this time would certainly be different. This would not be some high school boy who couldn’t hold his load for more than two minutes. No. This would be a man who knew how to use his cock. She already knew that. She had seen it. “Daddy? When you fuck me, can you do it in your bed? Like last night? I wanna feel what Clair felt. I wanna pretend I’m her, but if you wanna fuck me right here, on your desk or in your study, I’ll understand since this was the place I wasn’t suppose to go in the first place.” She grinned hoping her words would fuel him as much as his words did to her. She wiggled her ass slightly for him before she looked over her shoulder back wanting to get a glimpse of him.

Pazzo · Mar 14, 2015

"You want to taste my cock, my sexy, innocent, shy baby girl?" He murmured to her softly...
Richard released his hands from her shapely ass, and walked across the study to the large, overstuffed leather couch, the footfalls from his loafers echoing off of the hardwood floor, seemingly in step with the grandfather clock...

He stood before the couch, facing the gorgeous, slutty young girl doing deliciously dirty things while kneeling on his heavy power desk...

Richard's eye flashed behind his glasses, and he smiled down at her, half in pride about how good she was behaving, and half in unbridled lust for her body...
He quickly undid the fly of his expensive, hand tailored slacks, and pulled out his fully erect penis through the open zipper for Cassie to see...

It was very hard for her, nearly eight inches in length and about as thick as a D-Cell flashlight... It twitched and bounced in time with his heartbeat, a thick pearl of precum glistening from its tip. His testicles were likewise large, each one the size of a hen's egg...
His pubic hair was neatly trimmed like that of an adult film star... Enough for her to run her fingers through should he allow it, but smooth balls for her to fondle, to lick, to kiss, and to caress...

"Alright Cassie, that was beautiful. Now I want to you do what I asked of you earlier, and to clean up your juices from the desk... Do it slowly and erotically, give your daddy a good show... Make him want to fuck you even more..."

He gently touched the puddle between her legs, collecting a sample of her elixir, and brought his glistening fingers up to his mouth to taste, right where Cassie's gorgeous eyes could watch him savor her...

"After you have savored the last drop, get down from the desk pretty girl, and crawl to me slowly and seductively on your hands and knees..." He whispered, low and deep.
"I want you to climb up into my lap like a good girl. You will loop your feet and ankles around the insides of my knees, and using the sexy in your legs, I want you to spread my legs apart, allowing you to have better access to this big cock that is very hard for you... It aches for your wetness and your warmth Cassie, come here and impale yourself on it... "

Rhicard licked his lips hungrily, and his gorgeous eyes looked her up and down, savoring her perfection...

"As you give me your virginity little girl, I want you to move those panties to the side but keep them on, and to lift up your shirt and offer me those virgin breasts to suck, lick, fondle, and do with as I please... Now come here Little Cassie, come here and become a woman... If you please me, maybie, just maybie, I will let you clean your nectar off of me with those wet, luscious lips and tongue of yours..."

He sat down on the couch, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top of his shirt... He gipped his throbbing man-meat for her to see, and stroked it to her, making it grow ever harder...

"Come slide down my pole sexy girl... Just be gentle... This is your first time..."

AndNich123 · Mar 20, 2015

Her eyes followed him in the room as he moved. His hands strong as he frees his cock for her to see. Having suckled a few cocks around school, this wasn’t her first time seeing one, but it was her first time seeing a real man. The little boys around school were nothing in comparison to the impressive incredibly rock hard man she saw before her eyes. It made her nervous to see it, and yet she as excited, feeling the anticipation of what was to come. She wanted to taste it, to feel it in her hands, to have it slide inside her and claim the virginity she had held on to for so long.

She didn’t see his fingers dip into her pool of arousal on the desk, but then again, she didn’t have to. The aching between her legs, the fire in her belly, only grew as she watched him taste her. How she longed to feel that mouth covering her sex, but she knew this, and any other affairs, would all be at his pace. “Yes daddy,” she tells him before she licks her own lips, making them glisten even more.

Cassie moves her body along the desk, getting into a position so that she may do as her daddy had asked her to. Her hands flat against the wood, her eyes glued to him as he had taken his seat on the couch, she leaned down dipping her tongue into the puddle. Slowly she took her first taste, like a dog taking a precious drink. “Good,” she whispers to him, her voice low and dripping with lust. No one had ever made her do this before. She had tasted herself on her fingers before, but never anything like this. It was intense to say the least, and she was literally eating it up. Her tongue continued to lap as the evidence of her orgasm, drawing the cum between her lush, painted lips. She leaned down suckling at the moisture, a loud noise filling the room. Finally Cassie’s tongue licked across the wooden surface, polishing the wood to a shine. “All done daddy. I’m a good girl. I got it all up.”

Her body moved like water cascading over cliffs as she made her way to the floor. He was always in her sight, her goal, her destination, her desire. Her body moved, every curve, every muscle seemed highlighted as she gently crept over to him. “Here I am daddy,” she told him as she crawled up into him lap. Her feet looping the inside of his knees, just as he had asked. Her heart pounded in her chest as she moved her body, her wet sex, over him. She could feel his cock move with every beat of his heart. His body radiated heat. Her eyes not only riddled with her longing for this man but also her fear. Pressing the tip of his shaft inside her tight, virgin hole she paused feeling the resistance. “Daddy,” her voice shaking. “I’m….nervous. Please daddy. Help me.”

Pazzo · Mar 21, 2015

Richard smiles up at his beautiful daughter, and murmurs "Of course pretty girl, you just hold still a moment..."

While grasping his huge, throbbing cock, he gently rubbed its engorged head up and down between her slick, velvety folds coating it in her thick, creamy girlcum...
He moans as he feels the impossibly hot touch of her womanhood against him, watching as her juices steam off of his manhood...

He was very large, and she was very tight, a virgin even... This would be quite a sensation to her...

Richard reaches up, and slides the beautiful girl's shirt up, leaving it to cover her upper chest, but exposing her nice, firm, young breasts held in place by a velvet bra... with a practiced left hand, he slides it up her spine slowly, teasingly, and unclasps it, letting it fall away to reveal her flesh...

Rhichard was very much a breast man at his core... And Cassie's were magnificent... He reached around her waist with his powerful hands, and each one grabbed a sumptuous asscheek, still red and burning from the earlier spanking he had just administered to them... He dug his fingernails into her butt muscles, and squeezed them tightly... He kneaded them roughly, pushed them together, pulled them apart, rolled them around, and everything in between... This made Cassie lean foreword pushing her luscious breasts within reach of his hungry mouth...

Rhichard's lightly greyed beard and mustache tickled the soft flesh around her areolas as his lips, teeth, and tongue tormented her nipples savagely... Biting, licking, suckling, and lightly chewing...

He looked up at her lovingly, deep into her eyes, and grinned mischievously around her sensitive teats... Squeezing her tight ass, gripping her firmly so she couldn't get away from him...

The Accountant then slowly, agonizingly, impaled the girl's tight virgin pussy upon his great, hot, throbbing manhood... He could feel his thickness cleave her open, felt her tight virgin walls strain and stretch around him... He pulled her deeper upon his still, feeling her impossibly tight, silken folds glide over his veins and shaft like a dream... Every so often she would tense up around him, clenching her muscles, making him moan... and yet he was only halfway inside of her...

Richard did not relent, he continued to pull Cassie down on top of him, feeling her poor tight little hole grip him like a vise... Her texture massaged the sweet spot of his cock, making his balls tighten a little, and he bit his bottom lip... Still a little bit more to go...

He gripped her hips even tighter, and pulled Cassie deeper onto him... The last few inches disappearing into her tight, fresh honeypot... Richard had to moan, his entire length was now deep inside of her sodden warmth, and her flesh gripped him greedily, as if it would never let him go... He could feel her little cervix kissing the head of his cock, making love to it, and being very intimate...

He moaned with pleasure as he buried himself into her succulent breasts, and moved his hips in circles underneath the young woman, no longer a virgin, stirring her freshly claimed sex in a slow, erotic dance...

"Yes my darling daughter, doesn't that feel good?" he breathed to her in a low voice...

AndNich123 · Mar 21, 2015

Cassie couldn’t help but smile at the man. While she knew there was a desire, a hunger growing deep within her, she had no idea exactly what she was in for. The way a man’s cock can stretch you open, the feeling as he tears past your virginity, how it feels to completely swallow a man’s cock as your skin is flush against his own body, and of course the feeling of his warm seed filling you up. All of these were things that before today she only dreamed about while sitting in class looking at her teacher as he stood before them teaching them some mind numbing fact as she squeezed her thighs together knowing she had already came in her panites. Today, now, with her daddy, she was going to get to experience all of those things she only dared to dream about.

She looked into his, her mouth open slightly, and she exhaled feeling the tip of is cock gliding along her glistening slit. Naïve as she was, she thought he was going to impale her right then. Foreplay, coating his cock, never occurred to her. His experienced hand continues to tease her waiting sex as she watches him push her shirt up. Cassie never understood why men were so attracted to breasts, hers’ in particular, and yet she could see the hunger is Richard’s eyes. Even this full grown man, who had a wife, looked at her chest the same way the horny boys around school did, but as he released them, urging her body forward with both hands firmly on her ass, he proved that unlike them, he actually knew how to give her more pleasure than anyone had ever done before. His mouth, his teeth teased and tortured her skin, taking her focus from the meaty pole between her legs for just a moment as he bit down on her sensitive nubs. She winced and groaned for a moment, moving her hips slightly at the sensation. “Hurts daddy,” she whispered certain it was unheard. His hands never stopped working the skin and muscles of her sore ass. Never did he let her forget the spanking she had endured, and the more the abused with skin with his fingernails, the more aroused she became. Her slit coating his cock with her own arousal as his fingernails left traces as he racked them across her already striped ass.

He pulled down on her, and she felt the tip push through her lip, and everything he had been doing all seemed to come together at once, in that moment. “Daddy,” she whispers once more as her eyes remain locked to his. She felt him reach the point of resistance, and she felt him break through as he showed no signs, no intent of stopping. She cried out burying her face into his. Every ounce of pain and pleasure clearly seen by him. She did not want to deny him one second of it by leaning into his shoulder or looking away. “It hurts daddy, but it feels so good. Don’t stop.” She could hear his own sounds of elation, and she knew he was enjoying this as much as she was. Every inch opening her up more as her sex swallowed him slowly. No longer a virgin, Cassie was now a woman. His woman to be exact. He didn’t just claim her virginity. He claimed her entirely. She felt her body come to rest against his, and she knew he was completely inside her now. A strange, dull ache deep within her as his tip touched her cervix. She had never even known a man could go that deep inside a woman. “You’re all the way in daddy,” she told him resting her hands on his shoulders. “It does feel good. I don’t want it to stop.” She lifted her own body slightly, feeling every muscle in her sex grip him, not wanting to let go. She wasn’t even sure she would be able to dislodge his thick shaft from her once virginal sex. She moans as she forces her body up, her walls gripping him, almost fighting her efforts, as his cock slide from them. She felt a stinging, almost burning feeling as she worked upwards releasing half of his shaft from her body. Then just as slowly as before, she begins to devour him once more. He slides it just a bit easier this time, but her walls were still incredibly tight against him. “Like this daddy? Does it feel good when I do that?” She doesn’t wait for his answer before her body rises once more, repeating her actions, as she slowly begins to ride him.

Pazzo · Mar 21, 2015

Richard sank his head back onto the couch, grasping her hips tightly as she slid up and down his fully erect member, moving so slowly that the sensations were allowed to linger...
He looked down to see her juices glistening off of his cock, only to see it disappear deep within her...

Cassie's folds slid over his veiny, rock hard length hotly, her body heat almost scorching his senses as she moved her hips like a well trained professional porn starlet... He watched as her body moved with a liquid grace, erotically dancing a lust filled movement on his pole, spreading her juices and musk on him...

The accountant saw the light glisten off of Cassie's full lips, the sparkly texture of her purple lipstick wet looking, her lips plump, and begging to be bitten... Her lipstick very thick... He had no idea why thick lipstick appealed to him so, but it did... Maybe it was the dirty nature of it, or perhaps how she could leave marks on his body for where her lips had been, and then marvel at how pretty they look...

He did not care, Cassie was sexy beyond sexy... He slid his hips sharply upward, impaling the poor girl on his thick man meat, filling her up, slamming his pubic bone into her clit...

The feel of her silken folds suddenly parting for him was electric along his spine, making him moan... It was all he could do but bite his bottom lip as he watched his beautiful adopted daughter willingly offer him her virginity...

It felt so wrong, and yet very right all at once... Richard reached down between her legs, and began to finger her clit gently, in time with her thrusts, watching her carefully...
He was going to edge her, and control her orgasm... He would feel and watch her reactions, and build her up ever so slowly in a torturous, yet delicious manner, wanting her first penetration experience to shake her to her very core...

AndNich123 · Mar 26, 2015

It had all been such a soft, sensuous dance to Cassie as her body was wrapped around her adopted daddy’s meat. A song of lust and desire that only the two of them could hear, and she was moving along the pounding tempo. So lost in this moment, her eyes closing softly only to open and scan the wall behind them before she would look down to Richard. The untamed, raw, primal emotions that burned from his eyes as he watched her was intoxicating. It only made her want to please him more, to feel more of him, and he was more than happy to oblige.

She gasped as he lifted his hips filling her, forcing her body to tumble forward slightly. Her hands braced against his chest. With parted lips and glossy eyes, she locked eyes with him. His body was so soft, and yet there was roughness to him. He was a perfect contrast between soft and sensuous and rough and commanding.

A sharp gasp, feeling him massage her sensitive clit. “Daddy,” she whispered. “So good.” Cassie moaned each time his powerful hips rose up to meet her body. His cock threatening her cervix deep as her walls trembled around him. Just on the verge, but not pushed over the edge, Cassie teetered on her first orgasm while making love, and that’s exactly what this was. She loved her daddy very much, and giving him this special gift was the ultimate way she could have shown him that. She had a good idea of what his wife as she watched them both. His wife felt full with her husband’s member buried deep inside her. Yet there still remained one thought, one question, nagging at the back of her mind. Something that Cassie truly did wonder about. As her hips gyrated along his cock, touching his body, feeling him manipulate her clit, she remembered how he had help his wife down and fucked her with no mercy. THAT was what she wanted to experience. In time. This was her first time, and she wanted it to be slow, memorable, and filled with sweet torture which Richard was more than giving her.

She felt her body begin to tremble, tightening against him. Biting her full bottom lip, she leaned in close to his face feeling his warm breath over her features. “Daddy. It feels so good. I’m gonna cum all over your cock. Do you want that daddy?” She didn’t give time to answer before she pressed her lips to his. Cassie couldn’t hold the kiss for long as Richard was unrelenting, his cock filling her over and over again. She kissed along his jaw and down his neck groaning into him from the spearing of his length. He was master at this, and she was his willing slave.

Cassie straightened up, her hips working into harder than ever, as she grabbed her own breasts pushing them together. It was because of him. Richard was giving her such pleasures that she simply could not contain her own emotions. She had to let them out somehow. Grabbing her own breasts, pinching her nipples hard, and crying out would just be the start as she knew he was going to make her cum.

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