I'm Screwed Now
John's wife takes off and leaves him to the temptations of his eighteen-year-old daughter
I’m Screwed Now
My daughter Cristina is an eighteen-year-old knockout. She has the most incredibly tight teenage Asian body you have ever seen, sculpted by endless hours of ballet and gymnastics. With a cute perky face and larger than usual eyes for a Vietnamese girl, Cristina’s bright smile and white teeth along with her vivacious personality can light up a room. How else can I describe Cristina except to say that her body is flawless, petite, toned and athletically firm. Cristina has firm and perky small pert B breasts, but on Cristina’s petite athletic five-foot-two frame with a very slim waist her B breasts look just perfect.
As for myself, well I’m handsome enough and have always attracted my fair share of attractive women. At six-foot and about 185 pounds of trim muscle I can certainly hold my own in the looks department. The problem with my carnal attraction for Cristina is that I’m twenty-five years older than her at forty-three and I’m married to her mother Colleen who is thirty-eight. Colleen and I had adopted Cristina when she was just less than one-year-old from an orphanage in Vietnam. You see my wife Colleen had a serious infection as a child that made her infertile, so we could never have children of our own.
Now initially in terms of sex my wife Colleen was always enough and she was certainly a hot number when I married her. We used to fuck all the time and Colleen was pretty wild and crazy. However, over the last few years’ things seemed to change and somehow Colleen lost interest in sex, or at least lost interest in sex with me. At night when I try to tease her pussy Colleen will push my hand away and say, “Look John, I’m just so tired.” Or something along those lines and my hard cock would be left ignored under the sheets. As my sexual frustrations built I was also faced with a rapidly changing sixteen-year-old daughter who was growing-up fast. Overnight it seemed Cristina turned from a little girl into a smoking hot sixteen-year-old who wore incredibly sexy mini-skirts and very tempting bikinis in the summer.
Well I’m an IP lawyer and do pretty well so our house has a pretty large pool in the backyard and a nice deck area for barbecue’s. My wife Colleen also makes good money as a sales rep for a huge software company and she does system sales, which brings in big commissions. The large house and pool meant in the summer months after Cristina turned sixteen and her breasts filled out and her hips widened I was subjected to Cristina and her sexy friends lying by the pool in either a black bikini or a yellow bikini, or whatever color bikini. I couldn’t help it, I mean Cristina was adopted, so while she is my daughter, my wife is giving me no sex whatsoever and here is this amazingly sexy young girl lying by the pool with a tempting tight sexy body? What can a guy do? Well of course I started to get all sorts of carnal thoughts and my cock would get hard from gazing at Cristina.
While Colleen ignored me she did spend time with Cristina and loved to take her shopping for sexy clothes. It seemed to me that as soon as Cristina turned sixteen her clothes got tighter around her taught little body and her skirts got shorter and shorter. Cristina loved wearing very tight skinny jeans that molded to her firm little round ass. I noticed if Cristina bent over at home that she was always wearing stringy tiny thong underwear instead of normal panties. The image of the top of her ass and the tiny thong would stick in my mind and at night would make my cock as hard as a rock. If I commented to Cristina and my wife that perhaps Cristina’s clothes were a little too sexy or provocative they would roll their eyes at me and tell me I’m way too conservative and that “everyone” dresses like this now. In fact Cristina’s friends from high school did dress like that and some of them even had tattoos.
I tried to take all my naughty fantasies and the sexual tension I would build up from watching my daughter Cristina into the master bedroom at night and use it to please my wife. I wanted nothing more than to pound into Colleen’s pussy while dreaming that her tight pussy was Cristina’s. No matter what I tried however, Colleen just pushed me away and gave me one excuse after another for why we couldn’t have sex. This meant my balls were blue and sore and more often than not my only release was into the shower.
Sometimes I would take Colleen and Cristina to the mall to shop and it was pure torture. Cristina would try on any number of little mini-skirts and tight tops and every item would be modeled for me with teasing little poses and questions as to whether I thought she “looked hot”. Even worse the two of them loved to stop at Victoria’s Secret and would come out with a variety of little delicate things, which Cristina loved to pull out of the bag and display for me while she chatted with her mother about its sexy merits as underwear. One time Cristina went into Lululemon and bought these skin-tight yoga pants that she started to wear around the house, subjecting me to a painted on view of her tight teenage ass.
As I fantasized about my daughter Cristina I knew she was only sixteen or seventeen and I needed to make sure I never did anything inappropriate. Even though I might want to take a chance to rub up against her in the kitchen, or have her sit on my lap to watch a movie, I never did. Well so what could I do? Once Cristina turned sixteen I gave her whatever she wanted that I could buy her and showered her with gifts. Each time I gave Cristina something special she would give me a big hug and press her tight little body up against mine and kiss me on the cheek and say,
“Thanks dad!! Oh my god dad, you’re the best daddy ever!!”
A week after Cristina’s sixteenth birthday I bought her the red Volkswagen GTI she wanted. When Cristina wanted the latest iPhone model, guess who lined up the night before and made sure she was the first girl at her school to have it? When Cristina wanted her seventeenth birthday to be “extra-special” I arranged to take her and two of her girlfriends to a five-star resort on the big island of Hawaii.
Colleen as was typical claimed to be too busy to come to Hawaii with us and I was left alone at the resort with three seventeen-year-old girls. Now how much torture was that? I think my cock was hard almost the entire eight days. Between my daughter Cristina, her sexy friend Jenny and her closest friend Stephy, I was subjected to more views of tight teenage ass and firm teenage tits in bikinis, boy shorts and mini-skirts than any man should be expected to resist. As they tanned on the beach in their sexy bikinis or walked through the malls in their mini-skirts I could see every man’s neck crane to look at the three sexy young teenage girls walking past.
The other thing about Cristina was that she started to date at sixteen and her mother seemed to encourage her so there was nothing I could really do to stop it even had I wanted to. Once Cristina turned sixteen a series of different boyfriends were brought to my house, many hanging around my pool in the summer. All of Cristina’s cute sixteen-year-old high school girlfriends seemed to be equally sexually active so none of this was very surprising to me. Often when a group of the girls would be over with their boyfriends I would watch from my upstairs home office window that overlooked the pool area. Sometimes I would see the teenage couples start to make-out and I would see young tanned girls and boys pressing their bodies together on lounge chairs while they kissed passionately. The first time I saw Cristina do this with a boy I couldn’t help it but I got so aroused and when I saw her slip her hand inside his swim trunks and give him a hand job I almost had to masturbate myself. I knew sex was natural and Cristina seemed to be enjoying herself and so I enjoyed seeing other guys getting to have what I knew I could never have. It was like a vicarious way of having sex with my daughter. I knew my wife Colleen had talked to Cristina about sex and had put her on birth control so I had no worries in that area, so everything happening was just young people exploring and having fun. I just wished I were getting the same kind of sexy fun from my wife.
At the end of the summer, a few months after Cristina had turned sixteen I woke up in the middle of the night while my wife Colleen was still fast asleep. I was dehydrated for some reason and needed to go to the kitchen to get a drink. As I walked down the hallway I could hear muffled sounds coming from Cristina’s bedroom. I padded softly up to her door in my bare feet and it was apparent she had snuck one of her boyfriends into her bedroom.
I listened intently at the door and I could hear my own daughter moaning and calling out muffled ardent moans, female cries of delirious passion as her bed squeaked in an unmistakable rhythm of fucking. In my mind I could only imagine my own daughter, my little Cristina, being filled, her tight little teenage pussy being filled, by a boys hard cock. I pictured my daughter, her legs spread wide, with a teenage boys body on top, the two of them writhing and grinding into each other in that lustful pleasure of young love. I imagined the boy grabbing Cristina’s dark hair as his passion rose to an uncontrollable point, his cock driving into Cristina again and again as he came close to his orgasm. The image caused my own cock to harden into a rock hard state. As Cristina neared her orgasm the sounds from the room became louder and the boy kept calling out Cristina’s name before the two of them obviously came and Cristina let out a deep guttural cry that any man who has given a woman a huge orgasm would recognize. As the squeaking sounds of the bed and the moans coming from the room stopped I quickly moved to the kitchen not wanting to be caught outside Cristina’s door when she no doubt would try to sneak the boy out of the house.
After grabbing some Perrier to drink I quickly made it back to the master bedroom. I thought of trying to wake my wife Colleen up and fuck her brains out after what I had just heard my daughter doing, but I knew it was a lost cause. I snuck into the bathroom and masturbated into a towel as quietly as I could so I would not wake up my wife. The whole time my brain was filled with images of my own daughter riding a boy and fucking him like crazy. Sometimes, in my fantasy, the “boy” being fucked by Cristina would become me. Oh god I tried to stop those images, I really tried to stop them from coming into my brain, but no matter what I tried they would sneak into my mind and my cock would get harder and harder. After this incident happened I would wake up almost every night and pad down the hallway and listen at Cristina’s door hoping she had a boy over and that I would be able to listen to them fucking like crazy. I know this sounds pathetic, well it is pathetic, but then this is the only sex I am getting. I found that my daughter was a very horny young girl and several nights a week I would be treated to the sounds of wild sex inside her room.
Well my wife covered a large territory for her software sales and would often spend nights out of town. I started to notice that she was spending a lot more nights away and soon the “business trips” started to take two nights and then three nights away. I could feel something was up and the continuous rejection in bed suggested that Colleen was probably getting satisfied elsewhere. In software system sales Colleen was always around lots of bright young men who are good talkers and who have gone to the best schools, so I knew she had ample opportunities to get fucked by these young studs. I had always assumed, in fact, that Colleen probably got a little sex on the side. The idea of Colleen bedding some of these young men never bothered me so long as Colleen was bringing the same sexual energy home for me to enjoy. After some of these business trips away Colleen used to return home to tie me to the bed and tell me fantasies about how she was going to bring home a girlfriend and have them both fuck me like crazy. But after the sex at home died out I started to realize that probably what Colleen was getting on the side was becoming more satisfying than whatever I could provide.
Colleen and I started to argue and I would accuse her of having affairs and she would pack her bags and scream at me and tell me I was a fucking lousy husband and then storm off for a few days. At first Colleen would return within a day or two and after the first two or three episodes she even made an attempt to fuck me and get the relationship going again. But it seems something would always draw her away and within a few weeks Colleen would be gone again. Colleen would return to pushing my hands away from her pussy at any effort by myself to initiate sex. I was getting more and more frustrated and when you combined this with the fact that Cristina was bringing home more and more guys at night and secretly fucking them in her room while I listened at the door, it was just a crazy situation.
Eventually Colleen left and after a few days she didn’t come back and Cristina and I had no idea of what to do. I waited and called her on her cell phone and Colleen would just block my call. Eventually I contacted one of Colleen’s friends and she told me my wife was probably not coming back and was with a twenty-five-year-old guy living a little north of San Jose. Well to say I got depressed and dejected is a bit of an understatement. I knew that I needed to at least try to keep my spirits up and put on a good face for my daughter.
Cristina knew how upset I was and she also tried to spend more time with me and tried to cheer me up. Cristina kept telling me not to worry and that “mom will come to her senses” and “mom will come back soon”. Well the days became weeks and Cristina would sit with me a lot of nights watching TV or we’d watch a movie together and I’d make popcorn and we’d just try to do our best to stay happy. At night when it was time for bed Cristina would give me a hug in her light cotton pajamas, pressing her firm teenage body into mine and then she’d plant a soft kiss on my cheek and she’d tell me to have a good sleep.
Well this “father-daughter” time was great and we were really becoming a lot closer and talking a lot more which was wonderful. After a few of these sessions in the evening Cristina started to sit closer and closer to me on the sofa. Eventually Cristina started to snuggle up against me and I’d slip my arm around her tiny body and pull her into me. This snuggling was comforting for both of us and I just assumed this was part of our effort to deal with the loneliness caused by the departure of my wife and her mother.
Well it was very difficult having this horny teenage girl curled up next to my male body. I couldn’t help it, but I’d been listening at Cristina’s bedroom door while she gave boys blowjobs and I’d heard the boys moan loudly as they pumped their loads into my daughter’s mouth. My brain was filled with the sounds and images of Cristina’s love making, of the boys moaning, of my daughter moaning, all the sounds they made as they had orgasms time and again from either oral sex or just fucking. As I held my daughter’s firm body against mine and tried to concentrate on the movie my brain would recall her telling a boy to be quiet since his moaning was too loud and “you’ll wake up my dad”. My daughter Cristina was certainly a horny young girl who loved sex and loved lots of it. I knew that from all the boys she had brought home and all the sex she was having and just the thought of that would get me hard.
Even though I knew Cristina was a horny little vixen, I also knew I was her father and so I needed to push all these carnal thoughts away, far, far away. While I may fantasize about Cristina, I’m still her adopted father and legally married to her mother and anything I did would be wrong, so wrong. It had been so long since I had really had a proper fuck however so my urges just built up more and more and having Cristina so close, the images of her fucking boys swimming in my brain, well my cock can’t help but swell. As we sat on the sofa together to watch TV I would make sure to wear sports pants with lots of fabric in the front, or have a small pillow handy so I could hide my awfully large bulge. After a while our father-daughter sessions on the sofa became more and more comfortable and occasionally I would find myself stroking Cristina’s hair with my hand, complimenting her on something she had done, or my hand would absent-mindedly start stroking Cristina’s shoulder. Needless to say these sessions and being this close to my sexy young daughter had my cock hard as a rock and pulsing with throbbing blood every time. I would instinctively pull a pillow over and cover my lap so Cristina wouldn’t notice my bulge. Cristina either didn’t notice, or pretended not to notice and I would keep my arm where it was around her body as we snuggled and continued watching TV.
Well over time these sessions in front of the TV were just too tempting for me. There seemed no prospects of my wife returning and Cristina and I were beginning to get used to living on our own. I know it was wrong, but I thought well just a little more innocent touching won’t hurt anyone and I became a tiny bit bolder with my daughter. Sometimes I would let my stroking of Cristina’s hair become a rubbing of her neck or a light little teasing touch on her neck near her ear.
Tonight Cristina padded down the stairs after finishing her studying to join me in the living room on the sofa so we could watch a movie together as was our usual pattern on Wednesday. Cristina was dressed in baby blue light cotton shorts with a little string tie in the front that left her beautiful toned legs for me to enjoy. On top she was wearing a pink cotton tank top that molded to her firm pert young breasts. Cristina picked a comedy to watch and then curled up on the sofa right next to me. As the movie started I began to relax and enjoy the feel of the warm young body of my sexy young daughter nestled next to me. I sighed as I stroked Cristina’s head and in response she rested her head softly against my chest. I then felt Cristina place her tiny hand on my inner thigh. My entire body started to tingle and my skin was like onionskin, as any slight touch from Cristina would send tingles shooting throughout my body.
With my heart pounding like a jackhammer in my chest something took hold of me, perhaps the devil, perhaps my inner carnal fantasies, but whatever strange force it was it led my hand to travel down Cristina’s body to her waist and then to her hip. I paused and held my breath as my large hand rested on Cristina’s hip, only inches from her tantalizing firm small round ass. I could feel Cristina’s body tense and turn rigid next to mine and I thought of withdrawing my hand, but I was too embarrassed to even move so I just waited. Eventually I felt Cristina sigh, let out a heavy breath and her body relaxed as she slid her hand against my thigh and rubbed the inside of my leg lightly teasing the sensitive skin near my cock. My brain was swirling as my daughter’s hand moved closer and closer to my engorged hard cock. My own mind was lost in what was starting to happen and I had somehow lost control as my lust swirls and my carnal needs take control. My own hand begins to lightly stroke across Cristina’s firm round ass only separated from her naked skin by the thin cotton fabric of her shorts. If Cristina should pull away and demand I stop I was working in my mind to come up with some sort of plausible excuse for why my hand was stroking her ass? I had no idea of what to say, but I needed to be ready with something and my mind was spinning like mad trying to come up with the necessary words. Instead of pulling away I heard Cristina’s soft voice through the haze of my carnal daze.
“It’s okay dad, I know it’s been so hard for you. You must be so lonely.”
With that Cristina’s hand moved only millimeters from my cock and teasingly danced along my inner thigh. My heart was slamming against my chest I was so nervous, but no matter how much I wanted to pull away and stop, I just couldn’t do it. I had been fantasizing about this young teenage girl for years and now here she was stroking my leg. I was confused and dazzled by the whole situation and I leaned my head down and buried my nose in Cristina’s lush dark hair, which didn’t help. I was now intoxicated by her perfume and the smell of her body and my cock was thumping and pulsing with blood under the pillow. Through the haze of my brain’s confusion I could hear my own voice mumbling something and then I heard my daughter.
“SSsshhhh daddy. Just be quiet. You don’t need to say anything.”
With that Cristina’s hand moved over across my hips, lightly brushing my cock and she took hold of my other hand. Cristina pulled my other hand over and placed it on the inside of her own thighs and then pressed her legs together imprisoning my hand between her warm naked skin inches from her pussy. Meanwhile Cristina’s hand returned teasingly to my inner leg and in my mind’s fog I heard a sound, a light moan, coming from deep in my throat. Cristina giggled at the sound of my moan and her hand moved up to rub lightly on my engorged almost eight-inch hard cock. As Cristina began lightly stroking my cock I kept demanding my body to pull away and stop, but my cock begged for just a few more minutes of her tantalizing stroking. No matter what the excuse was, I did not stop her hand and again a moan slipped out of my mouth, but much louder this time.
I don’t know exactly how long it took, but Cristina swung her leg over my hips and straddled my lap. Her dark eyes looked up into mine and she ran her hands up my chest to my hair and ran her nails through my hair and across my scalp. I know Cristina could feel my hardness pressing into her but I was like a deer in the headlights unable to stop events. A mischievous sexy grin covered Cristina’s face, which somehow triggered a green light in my carnal controlled brain. Cristina leaned forward and we entered into a deep passionate kiss, our tongues probing, light moans escaping, her body writhing in my lap driving my cock into a frenzy of need. My hands slid down and explored Cristina’s body and coursed across her hips to grab onto her small tight young ass. Cristina slipped one of her tiny hands down across my chest and stomach, without breaking our kiss and slipped it inside the waistband of my sweat pants and reached in to stroke my cock. My brain was going crazy as I felt the touch of Cristina’s soft skin stroking my cock, the touch I had fantasized about for years, had dreamed about, had masturbated to, was now happening in real life. Oh my god, I knew it was wrong, but I had desperately dreamed about this for so long I lacked the capacity to stop her.
Cristina got off my lap and while my eyes went wide and my mouth hung open in shock she slowly pulled down her little light blue shorts. My eyes took in her light pink thong and her beautiful hips, her firm rounded ass and the little bumps formed by her pussy lips under the tiny pink triangle of fabric on the front of the thong. The sight of Cristina’s tight young body mesmerized me as she continued and pulled on her tank top, slowly revealing to me a taught flat stomach and the cutest little pert breasts I have ever seen with tiny light brown areolas and nipples. My hands could not resist any longer and I reached out and pulled Cristina’s body into mine. My mouth, watering in anticipation, latched onto Cristina’s small firm left breast. My arms held Cristina’s petite body strongly hoping she would not struggle or push me away as my mouth and tongue began to suck and flick at her tiny nipple. Rather than push me away Cristina arched her back, pushing her breast against my hungry mouth and let out a loud moan. Cristina’s nipple quickly hardened into a rubbery nub of erect tissue between my lips. Her nipple seemed highly sensitive to every stroke of my tongue and every firm suck of my mouth as she shivered in response to my efforts and her nails dug into my scalp exciting me further. I continued sucking, stroking, nibbling and lightly biting on her perky firm breasts and teasing her sensitive young nipples as Cristina let out deep sigh after deep sigh.
After playing with her beautiful pert young breasts for what seemed like an eternity, my cock throbbing in my sweat pants, Cristina pushed away and ended our passionate embrace. Cristina’s tiny hands reached down and grabbed onto the bottom of my t-shirt and she pulled it over my head while dragging her fingers and her nails teasingly across my chest. Cristina stood up off my lap and began pulling at the waistband of my sweat pants and pulled them down to my ankles. Cristina bent over exposing her amazing firm ass as she helped me step out of the pants. Cristina then fell to her knees and was staring straight at my crotch where my rock hard almost eight inch cock was making a huge bulge in my boxer shorts. Cristina’s face had a huge grin on it as she looked at the big bulge in my boxers and she and ran her fingers over the profile of my large hard cock feeling its outline. The teasing touch of Cristina’s fingers on my hardness drove me crazy as my cock needed more.
Cristina hooked her fingers into my boxer briefs and pulled them out to get over my protruding cock and then pulled them down letting them drop to my ankles. My cock was now bouncing up and down in anticipation and giggling Cristina took it in her hands and slowly started to stroke it. As dazed as I was what happened next might as well have been a dream. Cristina tilted her head back looking deeply into my eyes as she brought her smiling mouth down and her velvet soft warm lips enveloped my huge purple-red cockhead. The sensation of your cock all of a sudden enveloped in your daughter’s warm velvet mouth for the first time, her tongue slipping around its sensitive crevices, is overwhelming to say the least. My hands and fingernails grasped Cristina’s head and dug into her scalp as my ecstasy rose higher and higher. I was shocked by how deeply my daughter could take my eight-inch cock into her tiny mouth as she has clearly practiced this a lot with her boyfriends. All of the moaning I had surreptitiously listened to at Cristina’s bedroom door as she sucked the cocks of her boyfriends was now coming loudly from my own throat as I tried to retain control and stop myself from shooting my first massive load into her mouth.
Using all the self-control I possessed and against every instinct and carnal desire my body was pulsing with I pulled Cristina’s head away and pulled her sucking swirling mouth off my hard cock. I grabbed on her arms and brought Cristina to a standing position. Then I pushed her back onto the sofa and hooked my arms under her legs, pulling her legs widely apart. My urgency now was unstoppable and my mouth dove down to her hips kissing wildly across her hips and nearer and nearer to her pussy. My nostrils could now detect her sweet female scent and the pussy nectar, the sweet juice, was only inches from my tongue. I ran one of my hands up the inside of Cristina’s leg teasing her inner thigh and then ran my fingers up to her pink thong. My fingers gently and lightly teased Cristina’s plump pussy lips across the thin fabric of the thong. Cristina’s hips began to gyrate and moans arose from deep in her throat as her eyes closed in response to my teasing, her nipples now hard little pellets sticking straight up from her small breasts. I kept teasing and massaging Cristina’s pussy feeling a wet spot grow bigger and bigger as her juices began to flow.
Lacking patience for any delay at this point I ripped at the thong on Cristina’s hip and ripped it off so I could pull it away from her tight young pussy. I took one of my fingers and wet it in my mouth with my saliva before slipping it along the seam of Cristina’s puffy pink pussy lips. I felt Cristina’s body shiver and shake at the touch of my finger and I pushed a little deeper into the tight inner tunnel looking for her clitoris. To my amazement Cristina moved one of her own hands to her pussy and stroked her fingers against her pussy getting her fingers slick with her own pussy nectar. Unbelievably my eyes watched as Cristina slowly brought her fingers up to her panting mouth and she sucked on her own pussy juice. Shit, my cock throbbed and pulsed at the sight of this young horny girl sucking on her own juice. I could tell from the way Cristina did this, from the smile on her face, that most certainly she had tasted her pussy juice before and this made me want to drive my hard cock into her even more.
I now eagerly moved my head between Cristina’s silky thighs and let my tongue begin exploring the pussy I had dreamed about all these years. I quickly located her clit which I stroked fast and then slow, alternating my pace, her juices sweet and tangy offering my mouth the most wonderful sensations. In response Cristina shivered and arched her body off the sofa as a loud cry of passion escaped from her throat. I then curled my tongue and thrust it deep into her tight pussy with rapid thrusts before pulling it back and returning to soft slow tongue strokes over her hard clit. I then wrapped my lips around the top section of her pussy forming a mini vacuum around her clit and sucked hard while making very fast circles with my tongue. I felt a huge intake of breath as Cristina obviously felt a wonderful sexual sensation no young boy had ever offered to her. Cristina’s fingernails were now digging into my scalp as I drove her passions higher and higher and felt her body shivering, shuddering and gyrating in response to my teasing foreplay. I returned my hand to her pussy and while my tongue stroked Cristina’s sensitive clit I worked two fingers inside her tight sopping wet pussy. I flicked my fingers back and forth and in and out in a matching rhythm with my tongue strokes. Alternating the speed of my strokes with first slow light easy touches and then faster, rougher more rapid strokes, I brought Cristina to the edge of an orgasm and then let her fall back again and again. Cristina’s voice was calling to me.
“Daddy. John. Please let me cum. Oh please….fuck, I’m so horny, please let me cum!!”
Cristina’s fingers were urgently pulling my head and my mouth hard against her pussy as she became desperate for a release. I was enjoying the sexual teasing and foreplay too much, enjoying the tangy taste of her juices in my mouth and I had no intention of letting her have an early orgasm. Cristina had fucked many boys, but now I wanted her to experience a man. I don’t recall how many times I brought Cristina to the edge, but I do know her hips were gyrating so strongly I needed to use both my hands and arms to hold them in place to keep my mouth on her pussy. My face was now covered in her sweet juices as Cristina’s thrusting hips drove her wetness over my chin, my nose, my entire face as she frantically thrust her pussy against me seeking contact and release. Sensing it was time I used my weight to push down on her hips while my mouth and tongue build a slow rhythm, soft flick across the clit, soft suck on the clit while simultaneously my fingers stroked in the same rhythm up high inside her pussy making circular motions on her G-spot just behind her clit. I built the strokes and sucking and finger flicks from a slow light start into medium and then faster and much stronger motions. Suddenly Cristina’s stomach muscles tensed, her fingernails dug into my scalp, her body arched off the sofa and I felt her pussy begin to contract on my fingers in rapid contractions while juices began to gush out of her pussy. Within seconds a huge cry ripped out of Cristina’s lungs and Cristina’s body began to shake uncontrollably as her hips thrust up hard humping against my face, my tongue trying it’s best to keep pace with her female needs.
“OH FUCK Daddy!!!! OH SHIT!! IT’S SO BIG JOHN!! OH GOD IT’S SO FUCKING BIG!!!!!”
I let Cristina have her orgasm while slowing my tongue and finger to draw it out as long as I could. Slowly Cristina’s shudders subsided and her body slumped against the sofa, her chest rising and falling in rapid pants as her heavy breathing tried to replenish her body with oxygen. Slowly Cristina opened her eyes and looked down across her prone body at my pussy juice covered face. Cristina’s arms reached out towards me, her hands hooked under my armpits and Cristina pulled me up towards her. At the same time Cristina spread her legs even wider, my hard cock sticking straight out from my abdomen at this point and Cristina invited me to take her. One of Cristina’s hands reached down and she lightly gripped onto my hard erection and as I pulled myself forward she looked down and positioned my hardness at the entrance to her pussy. Using her hands to move my thick purple cockhead around Cristina rubbed it against her wet lips, coating it with her juices and readying it to enter her tight pussy. Finally positioning my cock in the center of her now engorged pussy lips Cristina pulled on my hips and urged me forward. I shifted my hips and my cockhead pushed against her pussy’s tight resistance. God Cristina was incredibly tight, but she was so wet and my cockhead was also slick and wet so with a little pushing I had quickly penetrated two or three inches. I felt Cristina have a quick intake of breath as my thick size filled her and her arms wrapped around my neck holding me tightly. I heard Cristina’s soft feminine voice, her warm lips touching my ear, her warm breath teasing my skin.
“Oh shit Daddy it feels so good. Go deeper! Fuck me please! Oh god I’ve dreamed about this Daddy!! Fuck me hard! I need to cum Daddy!”
Well whatever hesitation I may have had about penetrating my daughter’s pussy evaporated with those words and my carnal need to fuck her took over. I pushed in deeper, my thick cock stretching her pussy walls and I felt Cristina wrap her tiny legs around my body and she hooked her ankles on top of me to help hold her legs widely spread for my ease of entry. My hands reached down to hold her tight ass and I began slow thrusts with my hips, my cock tingling as it drove into her slick tightness. I could hear Cristina moan and cry out each time my pelvic bone rammed into her and the base of my cock drove into her clit. Cristina was so tiny it was easy for me to pick her up and flip us over so she was straddling me and riding my cock while I lay on the sofa. With Cristina in this cowgirl position it freed up my hands so I could reach up to roll and pinch her hard little nipples and my eyes could gaze upon her beautiful tight teenage body, her long dark hair falling down teasingly tickling my skin.
“Oh shit John! Yes Daddy, my nipples are so sensitive! Pinch them harder! Oh god that feels good Daddy! Fuck you’re so big John, it feels nice!!”
Cristina had the tightest pussy I had been in for many, many years and her pert tight body; her firm high breast with tiny bullet nipples was certainly the sexiest body I had seen for ages. Combined with the fact that I hadn’t had any good sex for months, I was of course going crazy. Soon Cristina was thrusting her hips on top of me, arching her back, raking her nails across my chest and closing her eyes as she cried out getting nearer and nearer to her second release. Cristina’s breathing was ragged now and my own cock was burning and tingling as my balls contracted and readied to shoot my load into her tightness. Time seemed to pass in slow motion as I felt Cristina build higher and higher towards a huge release. My fingers teased and pinched Cristina’s nipples in a cadence matching her hip thrusts as Cristina pistoned her clit down in frantic plunges and drove her tight dripping pussy onto my hard rod to reach her climax. Within seconds Cristina’s nails began ripping the skin on my chest, her lungs ripped at the air seeking oxygen, her body arched and went rigid and she burst into a massive release, her body shaking and shuddering above me, my hand pinching hard on her nipples, her mouth open in a guttural female cry of ultimate release as her pussy walls contracted again and again against my cock. Cristina’s huge orgasm was too much for my senses and I thrust my hips up against Cristina’s frenzied gyrations as my balls contracted and readied for release. I used every distracting technique I possessed to delay my own release as I enjoyed my daughter’s body shuddering above me. As her orgasm subsided Cristina’s body slumped onto my chest and I held her as I felt her panting to recover her breath. Cristina giggled as I stroked her hair and I felt the after contractions of her pussy as it twitched and contracted against my still hard cock.
After letting her recover for a bit I rolled and pulled my cock out of Cristina’s pussy. I was planning to position her on her knees and drive into her doggie style so I could penetrate deep into her pussy. However, before I could get her on her knees Cristina reached out and grabbed my slick wet cock, using her tiny hands to stroke it and before I could make any move Cristina’s head had move down and she again wrapped her soft wet lips around my cockhead. Cristina began to lick and suck on my now very aroused cock. The sensations from the fucking had not yet subsided so I had little control left. My cock began to throb and tingle as Cristina’s talented tongue swirled and danced over my cock. Cristina used the fingers of one hand to reach under and delicately tease my balls while her mouth sucked and swirled. Cristina then tilted her head back, looked up locking her eyes on mine and once again she took her tiny mouth and tried her best to deep throat me. The sensation was beyond incredible as I felt inch after inch disappear down my daughter’s throat. The sucking, the tongue swirls, the sensations were too much for me to take and I felt my balls contract and ready to shoot my load of cum into her young mouth. I felt Cristina’s hand gently hold my balls and softly squeeze them while using her fingers to tickle my scrotum. Suddenly my fingers in Cristina’s hair grabbed handfuls of hair pulling hard as I lost control. I felt the burning shot of cum spurting out of my cock and shoot into Cristina’s tiny soft warm mouth. My own mouth gaped open, my fingernails digging into Cristina’s scalp as my cries of passionate release mixed together with Cristina’s cries in a cocktail of sexual animal-like sounds I have never heard before in my life. My huge load of cum shot into Cristina’s mouth and dribbled out the sides in a white creamy drool that dropped onto her legs. My brain swirled as I entered that passionate abyss of total orgasm where nothing exists, no thought, nothing material seems real, and there are only your two bodies mingled as if one. The tingles and neuron sparks, the waves and aftershocks, course through your body starting at your cock, but shooting out they spread at the speed of light through every nerve in your body consuming you from head to toe in wave after wave of release.
Cristina slowly pulled her mouth off my burning cock, almost too sensitive to even touch now and she kept her eyes on mine as she swallowed the whole load of cum in her mouth and licked her lips teasingly to collect the cum from her chin. Cristina and I were both gasping for air at this point, our breathing was ragged and heavy as she smiled up at me feeling her sense of power and achievement at having seduced her own father. I stood in front of Cristina now, my dreams and fantasies realized, in fact exceeded by the passion of our coupling, my cock slowly shrinking into a flaccid state. Cristina rose up with a smile on her face and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“You’re great Dad. I’ve never cum like that before. You’re really good, much better than the boys at school.”
Cristina winked at me mischievously and said she needed to clean up. Cristina, still completely naked, began to pad up the stairs towards her room with a teasing wiggle in her hips. On the fourth step Cristina stopped and turned and gave me a look that was hard to decipher. I could tell Cristina was assessing the situation as she looked me up and down, her own father standing naked in the living room, his flaccid cock drooping now and dripping with her own pussy juices and then she smiled enigmatically.
“Oh Daddy, by the way, do you mind lining up for the new iPhone for me?”
My head nodded pathetically as I suddenly understood the magnitude of the position I was now in. I knew what Cristina was thinking and now I understood that she had me exactly where she wanted me.
“Oh and Daddy, Stephy and Jenny want to go to Hawaii again. Can you figure out a good time and book the trip.”
To be continued……