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This rainy night was
perfect for what he had in mind. Mama wouldn’t be expecting her daughter
home till morning. Maybe the older one, no bad looker herself, would have taken
advantage of her ‘baby’s’ absence and decided to do some
entertaining of her own since she was now a lonely divorcee.
He doesn’t need to stare; this ones
almost pubescent image is indelible in his brain. She’s even a little older
than his daughter, but looks much younger, maybe sixteen or, God Forbid, even
younger.
Sandra had explained
her friend’s ‘little girl’ looks. Babs had always been petite
and childlike, born a ‘preemie’ and looking years younger as she matured.
Such a cute little blonde, skinny, but with gentle curves in all the right
places, the girl reminded him of Sandra when she was years younger. Looking as
desirable as Babs did, and knowing her physical attraction to him was simply
mind-blowing.
Stan had always felt an
attraction for the female form, especially the young innocence of one too old
to play with dolls anymore, but not quite ready for plucking. One just like the
one he suspected he could have now, maybe even tonight, wouldn’t a man go
‘ape’ over something like that? True, she wasn’t jailbait anymore,
but she sure as hell looked fresh enough to play the part.
****
The little doll, not
crying anymore, blurted out what the argument had been about.
“Oh, Mr. Compton,
it’s about you. Sandra and I were arguing about my feelings for you.
I’m so ashamed. My thoughts are so naughty and I’m so bad. I feel
terrible and I can’t even talk about it, especially to you.”
They were silent, his
mind swimming in wicked delirium. Babs nestled into his protective body, uttered
a broken little sob from time to time as they drove a farther down the road, an
isolated place out by the lake. She was disappointed when he passed the main
entrance to
“God, maybe
he’s just going to take me right home.” But, her worries had been
for naught.
A few moments later, as
they approached a railroad crossing, the headlights caught a lane leading off
into the darkness. The SUV slowed abruptly, turning into an almost hidden path.
Vegetation higher than the vehicle went brushing by. Moments later it was just the two of them,
hidden from the world, alone in a place totally their own.
****
God, it’s been a
long time since he’s had a woman. The thought of what he was about to
have was enough to make him cumm. Thank God, he was able to stifle those
impulses a bit.
He was there, at the
place he’d longed to be. This wasn’t his daughter, but it’s
like he moved the calendar back a few years to what she’d been like back then.
This one looks younger than she really is, about the same as his daughter had
when he’d first started lusting for her as a woman rather than thinking
of her as a little girl. Of course his deviant change back then wasn’t
totally his own fault. Sandra had
wanted him too, probably even more than he’d wanted her.
All those years of
yearning and lusting for a petite little nymph, one like his daughter was then
and this one is now, but they can’t make it happen. The door is open and his little doll has
invited him to come in. But he’s too big, she’s just simply too
tight. Nothing can help him now.
“Oh, Mr. Compton,
I want you so. I know we can do it. Let me help.”
***
Sandra listened
spellbound to what her friend told her now. She never had considered something
so bold. Just think--Babs had done ‘that’ to her Daddy, taken his
cock into her mouth. The thought almost made her jealous.
“I did to him
what my Daddy taught me, the way to get a man real hard and stiff.”
The lucky recipient of
the girls’ attentions would have told a similar story.
***
He wanted to tell her
to call him by his first name, but what she did next shocked him into
stillness. This childlike woman was lowering her face, the one whose kisses
tasted like bubble gum and now she was putting her mouth… there!
Those long blond
trusses, the ones that hung way past her shoulders, were tickling his inner
thighs as a warm wetness encompassed what was nearly bursting with this kind of
attention. Then, simultaneously it
was her hands, first one, then both grasping as she began long, slow steady strokes. That blonde
nymph, sucking and stroking, it was so good he had to pull her away, but not without
letting it all go on just a while longer..
He started to move
towards her, return to make another attempt, but she, surprisingly strong for
such a little thing, pushed him back to his sitting position. Raising one
youthful leg over his thighs, she straddled facing him. Sandra’s best
friend was sitting on him, their naked parts striving to merge together
Babs determined eyes
caught his.
Brushing those pretty
locks back from her eyes, her pretty face blurred as their lips met. No
bubblegum this time, he tasted his maleness on her tongue as she, still
passionately kissing, raised herself higher, positioned and then placed his
cock at the fringes of her hair sparse pussy. He felt her heat and wetness as
she lowered slowly. The little doll was doing IT, she was doing it ALL!
The rain was beating
furiously on the car top now, erotically appropriate for what was taking
place. It was hot and humid inside,
windows fogged over, with no opportunity to open them for cooling relief. Not without literally drowning from the
deluge, anyway.
The car was steamy, the
radio blaring unexplainably loud, both of them sweating but neither noticed nor
cared. He was sitting in the passenger side, his pants and shorts down around
his ankles. She’d taken off her borrowed jacket a half hour ago. That
short little blue and white cheerleader skirt partially hiding their illicit
act, a replica of his daughter made their fantasy come true.
Looking up at this
doll-like creature, her handsome lover, her best friend’s Daddy grunted
out his pleasure as her wet warmth slowly unfolded and welcomed him in. She was
moaning too, this girl, the best friend of the one who he’d watched grow
into a woman.
This most lovely young
nymph had him in her now, not very far, but her tight, slick heat slowly
encasing him was mind boggling. Her green eyes were glazed over, lost in her
own throngs of pleasure.
He was franticly trying
to take some, at least a bit, of his consciousness away from what was happening
right then. He already was aware this first time with someone so young and
pretty, that he was experiencing the most intense sexual pleasure he’d
ever known. Having someone like this one couldn’t possibly last very
long, but it has to be longer than this.
She, this lovely Barbie
doll with the perfectly formed young body, adjusting to a physical mismatch
that seemed almost impossible, momentarily paused with her stretching, blissful
descent. Shuddering out a feeble little gasp at such an unequal intrusion, her
lust driven mind was pleading to continue.
***
“Sandra, your
daddy had me literally out of my mind. He was so big, bigger than you could
ever imagine. It felt so good, but it was hurting too. I had to have more, yet
what I already had was so tight I could hardly move.
In her confused
impalement, ‘he’s barely in, yet I feel so full,’ she had
fallen forward, and his face was now buried in her firm little breasts, a
perfect mouth full as he tasted and delighted in her ‘little girl
smell’.
She’d raised,
paused at the edge of ecstasy and then lowered again, slowly repeating, each
time taking more of the most the inexperienced girl had ever known.
“The others were
boys…this time I’m having myself a man…a real man.”
Sandra smiled at her
friend saying those words. She didn’t think Babs included her own Daddy
in that comparison. She knew from her own experience that man was sure
‘no boy’.
It was exciting thinking about her Daddy
being so big and doing her little friend. She’d know for herself too. She
had her plan now. Whether he thought it was immoral or not, she was going to
have him too. Babs having him before she got her chance too, was all right
though. In a way it would help with what she planned for later.
There was no jealousy,
either, for what the two of them did together. How proud Sandra was that her step daddy
bought her friend all that pleasure, just like Babs’ daddy made her feel.
***
Stan Compton
experienced a lot of different women in his life, but this had to be the
world’s greatest score. He wondered if she’d liked what
they’d done half as much as he did. The sweetie sure acted like she did,
at least after they’d got to going at it real good.
God, she had been so
tight for him. It was ecstasy in motion, that snug warmth drawing back and
forth on his length, girdling his expanded engorgement. It was like he’d
died and gone to heaven. Forward, his mouth and lips tasted her developing
apples—and then, back, her ninety cheerleader pounds settled full on him,
a redundant bliss that only found relief in repeat.
She was leaning farther
forward now, drawing out most of his length as her appreciative lips met his in
a deep, soul reaching kiss. Then there was the journey back, excruciatingly
slow, tantalizing blissful exchange. Sitting upright, triumphant in her pose,
she had as much of him as he had to give. But it was just too much.
As urgency overcame
him, his hands moved from her breasts to her trim waist, to that place just
above where tummy changed to rounding hips. He had to keep her motionless, keep
his little blonde from making any movement at all.
She was just too tight,
to damn pretty. The woman with the looks of a child and he couldn’t take
his eyes and mind, his sensory feeling away from what was happening right then.
From deep in his groin there began a pending crescendo. He’d tried to
delay, had wanted this to last forever. But with the most desirable creature imaginable
looking down at him, them so deliriously attached, her face all weak-eyed and
appreciative, it was just too much for a man to …
Thank God he
didn’t have to worry about birth control.
“She’s absolutely gorgeous.
Such a pretty little girl, and look how much she appreciates what’s
happening to her. Just perfect, she feels so damn good.”
Right then he
didn’t care if their ‘sin’ produced a hundred babies. If she
was as young as she looked, instead of how old he knew she really was,
he’d have done twenty years in jail to do what he couldn’t stop
now. Even if he’d wanted too, how could a man stop doing something as
good as what he was happening right now?
***
After they both
finished, his little blonde collapsed forward, totally exhausted from what
they’d done. With her
straddling and still attached, the lovers clung together in exhausted
bliss. Listening to the soft rain
on the car’s roof, they stayed in each others arms for the longest time.
Sitting on him like this, they were kissing again, soft tweaks at first, and
then passion was getting intense again.
Deep inside, in a hidden place in her
body she didn’t even know existed until that night, she felt him getting
larger. From her dominant position, Babs saw that he was looking up at her.
Such a handsome man Sandra’s daddy was. She was wiggling down on what was
now so stiff and hard inside her.
“Oh, so
big” gasp “and, so tight.” She’d added, gradually
moving slowly and steadily on him again.
Her older lover kissed
his young admirer tenderly, smiled, and, placing his hands around her trim
waist easily moved her off of and beside him. He started the car, defogged the
window briefly, and then drove them to their next destination.
Did Mr. Compton take
Babs home then? Not on your life. Another few miles down the road was one of
those ‘cheap ass’ little motels, the kind where lovers go when they
don’t want to be found out. He awakened the clerk while Babs waited in
the car.
It was the last unit on
the right. She waited while he unlocked the door. Later she told her friend how
exciting it’d been. Sandra’s Daddy picked her up so easily in his
strong arms. Like a child she’d felt when he’d carried her and
placed her so gently on the bed.
Then it wasn’t
like that anymore, it was a man making love to his woman. Over and over, all
night long…they fucked all night long.
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