I had not seen her since my divorce 4 years earlier, but she was still my step daughter, although now 23, and educated, and still very beautiful. Her mother’s mother had passed away and I was enlisted to help my ex-wife dispose of the contents of the home. Having come up from Florida , I had spent the day with the ex, doing an inventory of the contents and what course of action would be best. We had gone out for dinner and she was still very upset, understandably, and asked if she could excuse herself to make it an early evening. Of course I had no objections, we were still good friends. I had envisioned being able to make love to her one more time. Once she departed, I wandered into the adjoining bar and sat down in a corner to have a drink, unwind, and contemplate the next day. As I sat there, nursing a drink, my step daughter came over to me. I was quite surprised. She leaned over to give me a fatherly kiss on the cheek.
“How did you know I was here?” I asked.
“I just spoke to mom and she told me where she left you.”
“Well, how the hell are you, I haven’t seen you for a few years?”
“I’m good, and I’m so glad to see you.”
“Well you’ve certainly grown up. You are one beautiful woman now.”
“Yes, I guess I was a little bitchy the last time we saw each other after the divorce.”
“Well, I can’t say that I blamed you. I know it upset you.”
“You were always so good to me and I loved you for it.”
We went on appreciating each others presence for the next half hour or so, and had a few drinks. At this point she had tilted her chair back against the wall, and was displaying a lot of herself. With her silk blouse obviously having several buttons undone, showing her tantalizing cleavage. I knew she had nice tits. While we all lived in Arizona , she would often come home from school, don her clothes, and get into the pool. On several occasions, I would come home and see her on the raft sunbathing without her bikini top on. She had an awesome body then. I could only imagine what it looked like now. She had on a leather mini skirt with matching high heels that was riding up her thighs as we chatted. As I leaned on the table with both elbows holding up my head in my hands, I couldn’t help but notice the darkness between her legs. I was trying to determine if she had black panties on. Of course with the subdued lighting I couldn’t tell anyhow. She caught me staring.
“So, you’re trying to see if I have any panties on, right?”
“No, no, I was just gazing off into space” I stammered.
“No you weren’t. You’re trying to see my pussy, admit it.”
“Well, do you?”
“Do I what?”
“Have any panties on?”
“See for yourself.” as she raised her skirt up to her waist. No, she didn’t have any on and she had a lovely bush, trimmed neatly on both sides to a beautiful “V” shape.
Oh – Oh, I was in big trouble.
“You always wanted to see my pussy, didn’t you?”
“Yes I did. You were always a beautiful young woman, and now, even more so.”
“Wouldn’t you like to feel it.”
“C’mon, you must be kidding.”
“I don’t think so” as she brought the chair all the way down to the floor, and reached over for my hand and placed it on her pussy.
“Mom told me that you were the best pussy eater she had ever had. And you loved a hairy pussy. I want you to eat me.”
“What are you talking about. Your Mom told you that?”
“Yeah, and she also said, that you are a really good fuck, let’s go.”
She reached in her purse, took out money, left it on the table, stood up, took my hand and we left the bar.
“Where are we going?”
“To your hotel room. I know where it is.”
As we drove the short distance to the hotel, my conscience was eating at me. How could I be here, in this moment with my ex-stepdaughter, contemplating having ribald sex with her. Earlier, I had envisioned having great sex with my ex-wife, but that was not to be. Without any conversation, she pulled into the parking lot, and we strode into the lobby of the Hampton Inn, walked to the elevator, and before I knew it, we were in my room. As I turned around to close and lock the door, I could hear the rustling of her clothes.
When I turned back, she was standing in the puddle of her skirt, kicking off her heels, and was unbuttoning her blouse. I went over to her to help. She was on her tiptoes, took both hands and held my face in her hands and kissed me with a fierce passion. I kissed her back as our tongues explored each others mouth. I had reached under the blouse to unhook her bra. As the cups fell aside I felt the firmness of her tits against my chest. They were decidedly bigger and firmer than I remembered them.
As we broke this first passionate kiss, both of us trying to catch our breath, she said, “I’ve been waiting for you for all those years.” And she kissed me again. This kiss was as deep, hot, loving, and passionate as any kiss I’ve ever had. I slipped the blouse off of her shoulders, the bra falling to the floor with it, broke the kiss, stood back, and said, “Let me look at you.”
I took a few steps back to look at her. She was exquisite. Her huge pile of golden locks falling around her shoulders as she took out the clips holding her hair up. She had a body that grown men would die for. Shit, I was a grown man, and I couldn’t get enough of her into my photographic mind. I mean, here standing before me was a 23 year old goddess.
Long flowing hair, sculptured shoulders, really firm 34 tits, perfectly formed, a pinkish areola, with absolutely dark suckable nipples, a trim waist that I could probably get both hands around, a perfectly flat belly, a magnificent mound of dark hair on her pussy, with luscious lips protruding gently, slim hips tapering down to gorgeous athletic legs. This picture would be in the memory banks forever. I stood there mesmerized. She was cradling her tits in each hand, massaging them, tweaking them, watching my every reaction. I couldn’t say a thing. She looked me in the eyes, and said, “I guess you like what you see, huh?”
I couldn’t utter a sound. She came over to me lifted my shirt up and over my head. I started to unbutton my jeans, pull the zipper down, and she grabbed the waist and pulled them down to my ankles. My black jockey briefs were next, and then she got her first look at my hard cock. “Ooohh, nice. But first, I want you to eat me.”
She backed up to the bed, sat down, moved herself back a little, and spread her legs a wide as she could saying, “C’mon, eat this hairy pussy.”
I stepped out of the pile of clothes, knelt down between her legs and inhaled her aroma. She smelled like lilacs in the springtime. I lowered my head and kissed her delicately on the inside of her thighs from side to side. Her skin was as smooth as velvet I positioned my head over her pussy, and nuzzled her wispy hair with my nose and chin, all the while licking my way around and savoring her taste. She had bent her legs with her feet firmly planted on the edge of the bed, and said, “Oh please, eat my pussy now.”
I licked her soft and wet outer lips, used both hands to massage her tummy, and moving up to her tits as my tongue found her hole and stuck it in. “Oh yes, more, more.” I put my hands on her cunt lips and spread them open. I swirled my tongue around her pussy, sucked her cunt lips gently into my mouth and stuck my tongue in as deep as I could and moved it around. Finding her now engorged clit I sucked at it gently and swirled my tongue around it and flicked it with my tongue. I had maneuvered my one hand between us and had slipped one finger into her cunt.
I must have been at this for a good 10 minutes. Her scent was like an addiction to my senses. She became so wet that I could only drink up so much and be able to continue to pleasure her. She had placed both hands on my head and was keeping me on her pussy as she thrust up in her lust to urge me on. I became a little more forceful with the lust raging in me as well, and was gorging on the feast of her pussy and cunt and moving my finger in her like a small cock. She tasted like the sweetest nectar of honey, the tartness of an orange, and the scent of a floral bouquet. She was gasping in short breaths, and murmuring, “Oh shit, oh yes, don’t stop, I’m cumming, oh yes, eat me, oh, here it comes.” She was writhing and thrusting her pussy up at me, and shaking her head from side to side. Her orgasm exploded. Her pussy was pulsating and gushing wetness. I shoved my finger as deep as I could and continued to suck on her cunt lips. As her orgasm reached its peak, her whole body shuttered and then relaxed with her legs just dangling over the edge of the bed. Her eyes were closed and as her breathing slowly came back to normal, I scooted up to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissed me and then whispered, “I’ve never cum like that, ever.” I kissed her again. She said, “Oh my God, I can’t wait until we fuck.”
I smothered her with kisses on her lips, cheeks, nose, forehead, eye lids, her neck, and nibbled on her ear lobes. She had her arms around my neck and took one hand and squeezed it between us and found my hard cock. She was trying to manipulate my cock but we were wound tightly together. I leaned up on my elbows, allowing some space between us, and she began to stroke my shaft, and murmuring, “Oh yeah, what a big hard cock.” I rose up to a waist high position and she said, “Oh yeah, let me suck that beautiful cock,” as she moved the head back and forth over her cunt lips.
“Ok, baby, come and suck it,” I said as I rose up on my knees and straddled her waist to get my groin within reach of her mouth. She tilted her head up, and with one hand, got a hold of my ass and drove me into her as her mouth engulfed my hard cock. She swirled her tongue around the head, sucked just the head a little, licked the pre-cum and then slid her mouth on it and had 2 inches in her mouth. As difficult as her position was, she started to bob her head up and down as much as she could. It was very difficult for her. Sensing the awkwardness, I withdrew from her mouth, and said, “Get up on your knees baby, and it’ll be easier.”
She drew her legs up under her, leaned over and with one deep sensuous breath, swallowed all of my cock that she could get in her small mouth. She was cupping and playing with my balls as she sucked and then shifted one hand to stroke the shaft in time with her ‘up’ sucks. As I looked down to watch her, I was again mesmerized at her delicate sucking of my manhood and in between watching her glorious pert tits juggle with each of her motions and it was obvious that her nipples were hard and getting harder. I knew this wasn’t going to last much longer. “Honey, I’m gonna cum. Do you want me to cum in your mouth?”
She raised her head up, looked up in my eyes and said, “No, I want you to cum in my pussy” and she laid down, spread her legs wide, guided my cock to her waiting cunt lips and said, “Yeah, fuck me hard, really hard with that fucking big cock.” Well it's not big. Just over 5 inches.
I shoved my cock into her, up to my balls with our pubic hair meshing together and she exclaimed, with a whoosh of breath, “Oh yeah, shove that fucker in deep.” I started a rhythm and was being as smooth as I thought she wanted when she exclaimed, “No, No, pound my pussy, c’mon, really hard.” I paid particular attention to her motions as I wanted to stretch this glorious time as far as I could. I could have speeded up the motion and cum quickly but instead I shoved each stroke into her with strong thrusts but slower.
The feeling for me was intense. Her cunt lips gripped my cock with each inward thrust, and relaxed with each withdrawl. Her cunt was so hot, wet and smooth. My cock was bathed with her juice that just intensified with each thrust and both of our pubic hairs were drenched. The feeling for her must have been beyond her expectations. With each strong thrust, she whimpered, “Oh God, yes, fuck yes, oh God!”
After 4 or 5 more strong thrusts I knew I couldn’t last any longer. I said,“ Here I cum sweetie!”
Sweat was dripping off of me and bathing her as well and she shouted, “Yes, yes, give it to me, cum in me, do it!” I gave her one more thrust as hard as I could, and shot my cum deep into her. I kept my cock crammed into her and as I came, she shouted, “Oh my fucking God!” No sooner than the words were out of her mouth, she started to shutter, catch her breath, and I could feel her shattering orgasm. As I started to soften within her I started to pull out, and she said emphatically, “No, No, just stay in me.”
Five minutes later dripping wet with our love sweat, up on my elbows that were now shaking, I started to withdraw my now deflated cock, and as I did, our juices came out of her with me. A river of our lovemaking juices. My cock was dripping wet and the juices spilled out of her delectable pussy and drenched the bedspread. Her pussy hair was glistening with wetness and her pink cunt lips were engorged and very pink. I hadn’t noticed earlier, but her cunt lips were very pink, not the usual tint of darker skin in that area. I sat up, and had to move one of her legs so I could lay down next to her. I was satiated to say the least. She threw a leg over me, kissed me tenderly, and said, “That was the best fuck I’ve ever had. I want more.”
I kissed her back, and said, “If you let me rest, we’ll do more.” She sighed and we both dropped off to sleep.
When I awoke in the bright sun of morning, she had covered me up with a blanket, and was gone. `
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