The next few days without Marcia were pure hell for Paul. After a week had passed, the man spent his days in the office with a perpetual hard-on. His every thought was about his hot-cunted secretary and nothing else.
Two days before she was to return, Paul received a note from her, telling him that she'd met this great guy and was going down to Mexico with him for a few days. In closing, she told Paul that she had no idea when she'd be returning, and suggested he look for a new secretary.
Paul was stunned when he received the letter, and after reading it several times, he reached into the drawer for the bottle of scotch he kept there. Not feeling any better after three stiff drinks, he decided to take the day off and get plastered. There was a bar-restaurant down the block where he and Marcia often lunched, so he headed directly for it.
It was shortly after one o'clock in the afternoon, and when his eyes became accustomed to the dim light in the longs, he recognized Ed Marshall, a business associate of his, sitting at the bar with a very attractive brunette.
"Hi, Paul," the man called out. "Why don't you come over here and join us?"
"'Thanks," smiled Paul, walking over to whore they were seated.
"Paul," said the man, rising from his stool. "Have you ever met my wife, Donna?"
"I don't believe so," smiled Paul.
"Darling," Ed turned to his wife, "this is Paul Carson."
"Hi, Paul she beamed, taking his hand. "You're kinda cute."
Sitting down at the bar with the couple, it was soon obvious to Paul that they were both a little smashed, and after two martinis on top of the three shots he'd had in his office, Paul was feeling quite mellow himself.
"Ed didn't tell-me he knew such a cute guy," giggled Donna, lightly resting her band on Paul's
"And he didn't tell me he had such a pretty wife," Paul returned the compliment.
"Hey, fellow," Ed laughed. "That's my wife you're flirting with."
"Don't mind him," giggled Donna with a strange warm glow in her smoldering gray eyes. "He's just jealous."
"I don't blame him," smiled Paul, a bit aroused by the way she was looking at him.
They were interrupted when the bartender walked over and said that Ed was wanted on the phone. When the man had gone to answer it, Donna turned her soft sultry eyes back to Paul. "Married?" she asked. Yes.
"Ever fool around?" whispered the beautiful brunette.
"Sometimes."
"Good," she giggled. "So do I."
Ed returned before anything further was said. "Paul," smiled the man. "I have to go back to my office for a moment. Will you take care of Donna?"
"It will be a pleasure," Paul answered. "I'm sure it will," replied Ed in a cold voice as he walked away.
"What's the matter with him?" Paul asked Donna when her-husband was gone. "He knows I'm a hippy," she giggled. "Are you?" "Sure," smiled the girl. "Can't you tell?" "Why are you?" asked Paul.
"Because he's a lousy lay," she whispered, placing her hand on the man's thigh again.
The feel of her warm fingers on his leg so long had Paul's cock throbbing violently in his pants.
"He's got a silly little prick," she giggled, her voice slurred from the martinis, "and I like nice big cocks. Do you have a big tool?"
"Big enough to get the job done," Paul replied, getting more excited by the second.
"Let's check your plumbing," whispered Donna, reaching over and cupping her hand over the big bulge in the front of his pants. "God, baby, that's a real beauty."
"I'm glad you approve," panted Paul, his entire body quaking with excitement.
Staring at him with that hot smoky lust in her eyes, Donna slowly pulled his zipper down and released his cock through the open fly. In a secluded area of the bar where they weren't visible to the few people in the room, the beautiful brunette wrapped her fingers around his big naked prick.
"Oh, baby,' she whispered, tenderly squeezing the big hot thickness of his meaty pole. "You could choke me with that big cock."
"I'd like the chance," panted Paul.
"Maybe that can be arranged," she said in a husky whisper as she began skimming his foreskin up and down over his big bloated cockhead. "I'm quite available."
Still stroking his massive boner, Donna leaned over and pressed her hotly-parted lips to his, plunging her sweet moist tongue deep into his mouth.
"This is sure a nice big piece of meat," she whispered when their lips finally parted. "God, I'd love to suck it off."
Glancing around the almost-deserted room to make sure they weren't being observed, Donna quickly lowered her head into his lap, wrapping her soft wet lips deliciously around his big bloated cockhead. With his brain spinning from the drinks, Paul could feel her talented mouth sucking and pulling on his throbbing cock. In his aroused state, the man knew he'd shoot his wad in a matter of seconds.
"D'ya like this?" she whispered, removing her lips and sitting up straight again on the bar stool.
"God, yes!" he panted.
"Good," she whispered excitedly. "I want you to give me a nice big mouthful of fuck-cream."
Glancing around the room again, she once more plunged her mouth down over the man's swollen boner. Half drunk, Paul clung desperately to the bar as the beautiful cock-sucker worked ravenously on his quivering cock.. The whole thing seemed so unreal as she brought him closer and closer to a wild climax. Feeling the hot juices starting to boil up from his balls, Paul closed his eyes and grabbed the bar rail in anticipation of his ejaculation.
Suddenly her lips jerked away from his cock, and Paul's eyes flew open to see Donna's husband pulling on her arm.
"Thanks for taking such good care of my wife," hissed Ed as he yanked her from the stool, dragging her out of the room.
Stuffing his throbbing prick back in his pants, Paul ordered another martini. When he'd finished two more drinks, his swollen prick was still throbbing in his pants. His bans were aching and Paul knew he'd go crazy if he didn't get his load off. God, why the hell had Marcia left him at a time like this?
Suddenly he thought of his young wife at home. She was frigid as hell, but he could at least unload his hot sperm in her cunt, even if he had to rape the cold little bitch. After all, she was his fucking wife.
Rising from the stool, he staggered out of the bar, his lusty cock throbbing madly in his pants.
Too drunk to realize his wife was at school, he began calling out for her when he got home, and was infuriated when he got no answer from her. "Dirty little bitch," he mumbled to himself when he'd searched the entire house and couldn't find her at home. "Where the hell are you when I need a piece of ass?"
Staggering down the hail, he finally stumbled into his bedroom. Wanting to be ready for Kathy as soon as she got home, he managed with some difficulty to get his clothes off. When he was completely undressed, he collapsed back on the bed, his hard cock pointing up at the ceiling.
"Boy," he mumbled to himself as he stared down at his lusty hard-on. "Is that frigid little bitch gonna get it when she comes home."
Grinning lasciviously at his big throbbing cock, he reached down and grasped it in his hand.
"Don't worry, old boy," he mumbled to his own swollen pecker. "I'll take care of you, as soon as Kathy gets home."
Closing his eyes, he suddenly saw visions of Donna's soft lips wrapped around the head of his cock. Sliding his thick foreskin up and down over it, he could almost feel her mouth sucking and pulling on his sensitive knob.
"Oh, Donna!" he moaned, stroking his cock at a faster tempo. "Let me come in your mouth, baby. I've just gotta get rid of this load."
Paul hadn't jacked off for years, but he simply had to relieve his aching balls now. He couldn't wait any longer for Kathy to get home and the only alternative was to fuck off in his own hand.
The man was violently beating his meat when his little daughter appeared at the open door. Jill had just come home, and thinking there was no one in the house, she'd undressed and was walking down the hall to take a shower when she saw her dad. Staring, her eyes as big as saucers she couldn't believe the size of the huge cock he was grasping in his fist. Her little twat was getting all hot and juicy as she watched the fluids drooling out from the end of his enormous cockhead. Excitedly licking her lips, she tiptoed over to inside of the bed, wanting to get a better look at it.
"Daddy," she whispered, crawling up next to him on the bed. "Let me help you."
"What?" he gasped, trying to focus his drunken eyes on her.
Releasing his grip on his prick, he wondered what had happened to Donna, and where Jill had come from.
"Let me play with your pecker," she whispered, wrapping her soft little fingers around it.
"Are you crazy?" he gasped, trying to push her hand away.
"No," she giggled. "I've jacked off cocks before."
"But I'm your father!"
"I know," she whispered. "Just relax and let me make you feel good all over."
Pressing her warm little naked body up against his, she started caressing his cock and balls. Paul knew he should stop her, but the feel of her soft young fingers on his throbbing boner was unbelievably good. In his state of drunkenness, he fried to justify that as long as he didn't screw her, letting the child jack him off wouldn't be incest. He needed to shoot his wad, and her soft little fingers would feel a helluva lot nicer than his own.
Smiling as he closed his eyes, the man lay back to enjoy his ejaculation. The end of his massive cockhead was drooling a huge quantity of seminal fluid, and Jill was rubbing and lubricating his entire shaft with it. Curling her little fingers tighter around his thick boner, the youngster was pumping faster and faster.
"Oh, honey," he panted. "That feels so good." There was an idiotic grin on his flushed face that really pleased the little girl. From the wild expression he had, Jill could tell how much he was enjoying what she was doing to hint
"Oooooh, Daddy!" she squealed with joy when he reached out and started playing with her little pointed tits.
Paul couldn't believe he was actually squeezing his little eighteen-year-old daughter's boobs, but they felt so fucking good, and her erect nipples were so deliciously hard. He knew he wouldn't let himself go any further, but her body was so young and enticing that he momentarily wondered how her tight little cunt would feel.
Thinking about the child's little twat, Paul suddenly decided that it wouldn't do any harm if 3:10 AM
he just explored it with his finger. After all, a finger certainly wasn't a prick. Reaching down, he moved his hand up along the soft flesh of the child's inner thigh. His heart was pounding like a hammer when the tip of his finger grazed against the soft damp pubic hair between her legs.
"Oh, Daddy!" she whispered when she felt his finger caressing the soft warm furrow of her little wet slit. "That feels neat."
Panting with excitement, Paul slowly sank his finger into the juicy hotness of his daughter's little cunt. His cock throbbed wildly in Jill's hand when the girl's soft hot cunt-flesh closed warmly around his finger. The hot juicy tightness of his daughter's delicious little pussy was almost blowing his mind, and the man began plunging his finger in and out at a rapid speed.
It felt heavenly to the child because her dad's thick middle finger felt as big as Nick's cock in her tiny cunt. Quivering from the joy of it, Jill plunged her mouth down over the head of her father's big prick.
"No!" he gasped, shocked at what the child was doing. "You mustn't do that!"
Making no further protest, he continued drilling his finger into the youngster's juicy twat as she sucked on his engorged meat with a passion. Her mouth fell like soft wet satin around his cock as the head of it nudged deliciously against the back of her throat. Using her tongue mischievously, she was teasing the seminal fluid from the tip of his knob.
"Honey, it's wrong;" he panted, still plunging his finger in and out of her hot little slit. "We've gotta stop… Gotta stop… It feels so good
… Oh, God, Honey!"
Smiling to herself, Jill knew her father had no intention of stopping them. His dick tasted so fuckin' good and she couldn't wait to feel his hot fuck-cream gushing into her mouth. "Oh, God!" he moaned when the child began pumping her mouth up and down over his cock at a faster tempo.
Paul thought. he was going to pass out from the intense joy he was feeling. Never had he felt anything as exciting as the tight hotness of her pussy around his plunging finger or the softness of her sucking lips on his dick
Suddenly wanting to taste his little daughter's sweet young cunt, he grasped Jill's hips and twisted her around into the sixty-nine position above him. While she still sucked hungrily on his spit-drenched boner, Paul looked up between her soft thighs at the juicy little slit above him. Clutching the youngster's soft wiggly ass-cheeks, he pulled her dripping pussy down against his mouth. He began lustily licking her slippery little cuntlips, gradually worming his tongue up through the fleshy folds until it reached the small mouth of her twat.
He could feel his daughter sucking and pulling harder on the head of his cock as he licked his tongue around in the quivering flesh at the entrance to her tiny cunt. Ramming his tongue as far as he could into the fragrant hole, he could feel a gush of deliciously hat pussy juices splattering onto it. The heady scent of her young twat was heavenly, and it was so deliciously tight in there, so wet, so silky-smooth and so very hot. Paul had eaten plenty of pussy in his life, but nothing to equal his own daughter's little twat. Plunging his tongue in and out of her tiny hole, he was lapping up her juices as fast as they flowed while the aroused youngster whimpered and sucked on his prick.
The deeper her dad tongued her dripping pussy, the more of his big thick cock Jill took into her mouth. The seminal fluid was creaming out from the tip of his big fat knob, and the child was greedily swallowing it as fast as it drooled out. It was so much fun to be sucking on her lather's big juicy rod and she kept trying to get more and more of it into her mouth.
With the head of his cock pressed against the back of her throat, she suddenly realized that there was no way her mouth could take any more of it. If she wanted his entire dick, it would have to be in her cunt. Jill didn't know if her tiny little pussy could handle his big thick tool, but she was sure as hell going to give it a try. Knowing that her father was in a wild state of lust, the girl knew she'd have to act fast. She, couldn't give him a chance to cool off
Removing her mouth from his oozing prick, the girl quickly turned around and straddled his loins, her wet open little slit poised just above his standing boner. Spreading her knees, she began squatting down over his massive cockhead until she felt her hot little pussy grazing the tip of his prick.
Paul was dimly aware of what was happening, but he was too filled with lust to stop her. He was vaguely conscious that he was about to fuck his own little daughter, but he couldn't move. The man was only thinking how good it would be to feel her juicy little cunt-lips closing hotly around his swollen dick. He stared with fascination at her juicy young slit gleaming wetly from the damp nest of newly sprouted pubic hair.
Grasping the base of his shaft, Jill positioned his big cockhead between her tiny cuntlips, and began working the huge knob into her dripping little twat.
"NO!" he shouted.
"Ooooooh!" gasped Jill when she'd finally forced his cockhead through the small opening.
"Stop that!" her dad shouted when he saw his stiff rod disappearing up between his little daughter's legs.
Knowing that she would have to act fast, she quickly lowered herself down until the full length of his thick prick was completely buried in her hot little belly. She'd seen that her father's prick was enormous, but she hadn't expected it to feel this. b n her. With her tiny oust stuffed with cock, the child could hardly breathe, and the pain was excruciating.
"Oh, God," she whispered down to her father as she sat painfully impaled on his big thick boner. "It's so awful big."
"Do you want to get off?" he asked.
"Not yet," she answered in a trembling voice. "It's starting to feel better."
Paul was happy to hear that. He'd never felt anything so fucking good as her juicy little cunt squeezing so hotly around his throbbing cock.
"Okay," she whispered a few moments later when her widely-stretched pussy slowly adjusted to the big alien rod that was stuffed up between her legs. "Start fuckin' me."
Desperately wanting to ball that cute little cunt of hers, the lust-crazed man could hardly contain his excitement. This was the hottest, tightest pussy he'd ever felt. Smiling up at his daughter's pretty young face, he began slowly moving his thick shaft around in her belly. He heard a delicious squishy sound as his big cock began noisily pumping her juices out from between her tight, clinging cuntlips.
"Does it hurt?" he whispered to her.
"Just a little," she answered in a quivering voice, her eyes rolling crazily. "But it sure feels neat… neat. neat S a
Paul could feel her slippery hot pussy juices oozing all around his deeply buried prick as her tight little cuntlips deliciously squeezed the thickness of his bloated cock. Her small fuck-hole was so hot and slick that he couldn't hold back any longer. Panting with lust, he began slamming his cock up into her belly with more force.
"That's it, Daddy!" she squealed. "Fuck me hard!"
Grunting and panting, Paul was soon wildly flicking his huge prick up into the sweetest, tightest little pussy he'd ever screwed. Nothing in the world could compare to this little eighteen year-old cunt. It was like balling soft wet satin as her hot little cunt muscles sucked and squeezed the length of his cock. He was no longer trying to hold back. The man was fucking into his young daughter for all he was worth, lifting her right off his belly with every violent thrust.
Little Jill couldn't believe how good it felt to be fucked by a man-sized cock, Her tiny fuck-hole was tingling with an ecstasy she'd never felt before, and her cunt wails were hot and slippery from the delicious friction of his plunging shaft.
"Oooooh, Daddy! Keep fucking! I'm coming!"
Riding back and forth on her father's plunging dick, her ditty was rubbing crazily against the hard ridge of his thick pole. Her entire body was shaking and trembling from the wild climax that was shaking her like a rag doll. She'd just crested over the top of her glorious orgasm when she felt her dad's hot thick cum gushing into her quivering body. His wild stream of jizz Was overflowing her cunt and it began oozing out between her cock-squeezing cuntlips, dripping down onto his naked belly.
"Oh, Daddy," she whimpered with joy as she rolled from his body, her tiny cunt still dripping his cum. "That was so neat. Shit, I love you."
"And I love you," he whispered, drawing her sweet naked little body into his arms.
"When will we fuck again?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Just as soon as I get another hard-on," he smiled.
"Oh, good," she giggled, stuffing his limp wet prick into her mouth. "That won't take very long?'