A Greed for Lust (Sweet Angel & TheCount)

[CountofTuscany]

Alexander Heilblum was on his way home early today. His wife had left early in the morning to go visit her father for the long weekend (Monday was a holiday) while he was assigned to stay home and be a good father, spending some time with his lovely only daughter. It had been a long time, possibly, way too long, since he had last spent some quality time with his little girl, and he hoped that it wasn't too late for the idea to become something weird for his daughter, and dismiss it completely. Alexander would expect for his daughter to be home alone, he remembered his mother telling her that she was not allowed to invite any friends over unless he gave her permission, and Alexander did not remember any calls or notes on the thought.

Right now he turned left into the suburb that contained his home. The neighborhood was, frankly put, for the wealthier part of the town. Thanks to luck and effort, Alex had climbed high into his company, now gaining a very wealthy living. All the houses in the neighborhood were pretty much the same (if you wanted to be truthful). They all had a wide green front yard with exotic plants, a wide drive way enough to fit two cars, plus a garage. All of the entrance were some variation of double doors, and all the houses were broad with at least two stories in height. To the back they had quite a lot of space, and most of them had their very own pool. Alex kind of liked the neighborhood, it was just that most of the kids were stuck up and spoiled. Even though he was a bit clouded by the relationship, his daughter had grown up to be no different.

Alex had a weak spot for his girl. It had been the only offspring he had, that he knew of at least, and since he had so much money, how could he not spend it on her? Now she had grown into a women practically, and her attire caught his eye each time more and more, something about his little girl, wasn't so little anymore. After he had bought her car about a year ago, he was starting worry whom she was getting together with, and just exactly she did, if she had any limits at all, etc. Mainly because he respected her privacy and because he was caught up with work he couldn't ask her much, but this weekend he had arranged it so it was her 100%.

Turning the car into another big house, he parked his pick-up into the drive way. Walking out of the beast, he made his way to the door, opening it out with ease, hearing something in the background. "Hey little pumpkin, I'm home!" It was one of her typical nicknames.

 

[Sweet Angel Jocelyn]

"Harder. Oh God, yes." The moans filled the well decorated room as the teen laid spread out on her king sized bed, her red hair was a pillow of silk under her head. The person over her wasn't a teenager, in fact, it was grown man, twenty four, with a shock of blonde hair, blue eyes that couldn't stay off the redhead's full breasts, and large hands that gripped her hips. He was thrusting with all his strength, almost pushing the young woman up on the bed.

"Jude.." He moaned her name as he got close to his own climax. "I'm going to..."

"Wait.. I'm so close." She groaned, feeling herself getting closer and closer to her own climax. She lifted her hips in search of the release.

He groaned and pushed himself fulling into her. She gave a sound of defeat as she fell back on the bed, feeling him shoot wave after wave of his seed into her body. He rolled off of her and started kissing her breasts. "You are amazing." he said, his mouth moving over her body.

It was only a couple of seconds later, he was between her legs, his tongue playing over the bundle of nerves, working her to the climax she'd missed out on.

"Hey little pumpkin, I'm home!" Her father's voice rang through the house, and the man lifted his head to look at her, a laugh sparkling in his eyes.

"Little pumpkin?" He asked as Jude was moving away from the man.

"Shit. You have to get out. Or your in big trouble." Jude was only sixteen after all. The man shot out of the bed at the reminder and rushed to get dressed. "Go into the bathroom and in about five minutes climb out the window to the backyard." She explained, grabbing a silk robe, which she tied loosely, and spraying a little of her floral perfume on her wrists so that she wouldn't smell like sex when she met up with her father.

She hurried down the stairs, a wide smile on her lips though she was still feeling the disappointment from the lack of sexual gratification.

"You're home early Daddy!" She said happily, hurrying to see him. "You caught me right in the middle of changing." She explained when she saw him and rushed to give him a tight hug, pressing her body against his almost sensually.

 

[CountofTuscany]

After a few moments of waiting for a reply at the door, he felt no reply. Intrigued, he took a couple of steps towards the door, when suddenly she appeared at the top in her robe. Questions continued to invade his head as he saw her come down. Usually he would get just a simple and indifferent reply, or something of that sort, but today it was a nice warm welcome greet. He could tell that her hair was a bit messy, and could smell her perfume once she was halfway through the stairs, something about her current attire was off. As she came down, explaining her look, she went ahead to give him a hug. A wide smile came over his face, he could never decline a hug, especially from her.

"Well that's nice of you." The odd actions were no longer questioned if he was going to be treated that way. He wrapped his hand across her back puling her harder into him, feeling her breast against his torso. He had definitely forgotten how big she had become, and how much of a women she was starting to be too. "Oh really? Well, where are you going if you are changing?" He asked her sincerely, "Cause you know you are supposed to ask me for permission." He added, reminding her that he was the one in charge, even though deep down, she knew she could get anything she desired from his father, it was his curse.

Alex now let his tie a little loose. He was a tall man that always wore the best clothing he had. He always looked classy and knew how to dress and impress. A top of his nice taste in fashion was his great looks. He was a tall man, around 6'02", with a very broad back. He worked out continuously, so his body was very packed and tightly fit with muscles. His torso was thick, as were his legs. Today he wore a plain white shirt with a blue tie, dark pants and black shoes.

 

[Sweet Angel Jocelyn]

Jude smiled when her father returned the greeting, and pulled her closer so that she could feel his hard chest against her softer one. She was a small girl, standing only at five feet three inches and quite whispy, if you ignored her C cup breasts and her flared hips. She still managed to look well proportioned even though she had a clear hour glass figure.

When her father asked where she was going, the redhead blushed, pushing her disheveled hair out of her face. "Well, Daddy.." She gave a nervous laugh. "To be honest... I've been in my pajamas all day and I wanted to be in some real clothes by the time you came home." She 'confessed' though it wasn't really the truth. She'd been in her pajamas when Jeremy had come over, but that had been a while before. "Jeremy came with his daughter." She said as she watched him undo his tie. "She was selling Girl Scout cookies or something. I bought three boxes."

With that said, the girl turned toward the kitchen. "I'm hungry. Let's order in some Japanese tonight." It was more of a statement that she was going to do that.