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The Devil’s Pact Side-Story: Sexting

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
The Devil’s Pact Side Story: Sexting
Note: This takes place during Chapter 13 while Mary is texting Alice in bed, told from Alice’s perspective. It also serves as a prologue for Chapter 14.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
“Get the alarm, pudding,” my husband, Dean, muttered sleepily.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I tried to ignore it, wanting to sleep a little longer. Dean shifted and then reached over me and slapped the alarm. He kissed my cheek, his goatee scratchy on my neck. He looked ridiculous with the damned thing. His face was too narrow, his hair too light a shade of brown, for his goatee to look at all normal.
“Morning, Alice,” Dean whispered.
I sighed, opening my eyes. “Morning,” I muttered.
My bladder was full and I puttered to the bathroom. Dean had to leave for work earlier then me, so if I didn’t use it now, I would have to wait until he finished showering. Even after six months of marriage, I still wasn’t comfortable sharing the bathroom with my husband. I was naked as I padded to the bathroom, a good looking gal I always thought, but Dean couldn’t be bothered to at least try and leer at me.
Sixth months of marriage and the fire was already gone.
Hell, it had been gone for months already. Two months ago, I had an affair with my yoga instructor, Esteban. I thought Esteban was perfect. He paid attention to me, something my husband couldn’t be bothered with, not since he got the promotion back in January. I was about to leave my husband when I found Esteban was spending the same quality time with two other whores he taught yoga too.
So, not sure what to do, I stayed with Dean. He was a great guy. We had a lot of fun when we were dating, he was making good money. It would be perfect if I could get my husband to pay more attention to me. And not just sex, although more than once a week would be nice, but talk to me, compliment me, confide in me. Maybe when he sees me prancing naked in front of him he could just throw me onto the bed and ravish me.
But then I reconnected with Mary Sullivan yesterday. I always had a secret flame for Mary, even since she was fourteen, when I saw her naked. She had just come out of the shower, nude, thinking she could dash across the hall to her bedroom. She was coltish slim with cute, just budding breasts and a fine down of red hair covering her pussy. She froze like a dear in headlights, and blushed so prettily as I gazed at her. I had never been attracted to a girl before, but Mary’s innocence filled my fantasies for weeks afterwards.
When I went to college, I messed around with a few girls, all red-heads, before I met Dean in my senior year. I enjoyed the fun I had with the girls, but I liked men more. Or at least until I found myself positively dripping like a bitch in heat when Mary walked into my office. I flirted with her and to my amazement, she responded. Apparently, her new fiancee, Mark, opened her eyes to all the fun she could have in bed, and eagerly took me up on my offer to go to a nearby no-tell motel I used to fuck Esteban at.
For three hours we made sweet love and I couldn’t stop thinking about her, since. Mary’s slim, coltish body had ripened into a beautiful young woman with pleasant curves. Her breasts were a plump handful, her ass nicely round, and her hips quite shapely. Oh, and her tongue was dynamite on my pussy. The girl knew her way around a woman’s twat.
I finished peeing and when I wiped myself, I shuddered in pleasure. I was wet and aroused from thinking of Mary. God, I had to see her today. As usual, I had my I-Phone with me. Usually, when I was in the restroom I browsed the internet. Dean always said I was like a man, taking a magazine to read in the bathroom.
Before flushing, I posed in front of the mirror and snapped a picture, capturing a nice, topless pic of myself. Flushing the toilet, I exited my bathroom. Dean brushed past without a even glancing at my breasts or ass. Oh well, if Dean didn’t want to appreciate my beauty, Mary would. I got back under the covers and slipped a hand down to my wet pussy, giving my clit a flick as texted one-handed.
“hey mary, cant stop think about yesterday. want get together today? 1 pm, same place?” I attached the pic I just took and sent the text.
God, I hopped she said yes. There was a hiss as Dean started the shower. He’d be in their awhile. He took long showers, to help him wake up he claimed, and then he had to shave his cheeks and style his hair. He spent almost as much time in the bathroom as a woman. I gently slid a finger up into my juicy twat. I had plenty of time to have a nice jill before he got out of the shower.
My phone chirped, Mary had sent a reply. “Can’t wait 2 suck those titties!” That text was followed by a second one. “Mark wants 2 buy all houses on block. Talk about it after fun! *-)”
I blinked, slowing the speed I fucked my finger into my wet twat. Her fiancee wanted to buy all the houses in a neighborhood. I was starting to wonder if Mary’s fiancee wasn’t lying to her. It sounded like he pretended to have a lot of money and like to dream big. And even if he did it was hard getting people to sell their houses if they didn’t want to.
“gl getting entire neighborhood to sell,” I texted back.
I closed my eyes and added a second finger. I was warm and sticky and felt so good. I picked up the rhythm, sighing hard through clenched teeth. My phone chirped and I quickly opened my eyes. “dont count mark out.” There was a pic attached.
It was Mary, nude. She was lying in bed, her auburn hair tousled, her freckled breasts perky, and her dusky nipples hard. Oh, God, she was so beautiful. I slipped a third finger in my twat and started frantically fucking them in and out. I imagined licking those hard nipples, kissing her red lips. I could almost feel Mary’s fingers slipping up inside me, her thumb rubbing on my clit, gently, in small circles.
“Oh, Mary!” I moaned quietly, “Yes, finger me! I’m so close, oh yes, yes!” My orgasm crashed through my body, my back arched against the bed, and I bit my lip to keep from shouting my passion aloud. I pulled my sticky fingers out of my twat. I closed my eyes and licked my sweet, tangy flavor off while pretending it was Mary’s juices.
I grabbed my phone, spread my legs and snapped a photo of my juicy twat. “just came looking at your pic.” I attached the pic and sent it.
“later today i’ll make you cum again :-p,” Mary texted back, along with a picture of her twat, vulva waxed smooth and stained with milky cum.
“is that marks cum?” I texted back.
“yep *-)! had a nice fuck!”
Jealousy stabbed my heart. “lucky, havnt had a d up my vag in a while :-(” I texted back. But why was I jealous? Was it that she was getting fucked and I wasn’t, or that I wasn’t the one fucking her? Was I falling in love with her?
Mary sent another pick. “wish this was you.” There was a black hair girl with pig-tails, blue and purple highlights streaked her hair, eating out Mary’s cunt.
“who that?” My twat tingled with arousal and my stomach roiled with jealousy. Fuck, I think I am falling in love with this red-headed angel.
“just a slut that I share /w mark *-).”
The shower stopped. Did I have time for one more orgasm. My twat was all juicy and excited. My jealousy and arousal mixed together into this irresistible force. My finger slowly slid back down to my twat, unable to resist. There was something so wrong at thinking about Mary with another person, another woman. Creeping closer and closer to my hungry hole. I pressed my thighs together. The tingling was so nice. My fingers found my clit and I started rubbing it in small circles.
My phone chirped. Another message from Mary. “going 2 make you cum so hard today.”
I diddled my clit faster as Mary texted me nasty messages after nasty message: “cant wait to eat your twat,” “going to enjoy your tongue on my clit,” “going to shove my nipple up your pussy,” and “just came on sluts mouth, cant wait 2 flood your mouth /w my cum.” Mary was such a nasty girl, her texts were stoking my lust and my jealousy. I was so close, my thumb swirling hard on my clit.
“Mary!” I shouted as I came, “Oh, fuck me, Mary! Not that slut! Fuck me!”
“You okay, pudding?” Dean shouted from the bathroom.
“Yeah, just stubbed my toe,” I shouted back, breathing heavily, and texted Mary, “just came again, cant wait for later. going to make you cum harder than slut! gtg work.”
Mary sent one last pic, posing in front of the bathroom mirror. One arm thrown up behind her hair, her perky breasts thrust forward, a tantalizing glimpse of the curve of her ass and just the hint of her tight pussy peaking out beneath her fiery heart. “just something to tide you ever, babe,” accompanied the pic.
As my husband left the bedroom, I sent one last text. “gonna eat your twat and drink your honey.”
“Who’re you texting,” he asked, pulling on his gray slacks.
“Oh, just Mary,” I said. “She was one of my bridesmaids.”
“The red-head?” he asked. There was a catch to his voice. Was that lust! Anger spiked my heart. Was my husband lusting after my lover! That bastard!
I thought about getting angry with him, but it wasn’t worth the effort. Hell, how could I be mad when I was the one cheating on him. “Yeah,” I answered, trying to sound normal
I got up and paraded naked past my husband, my thighs sticky with my juices, and still nothing. It was a good thing I had Mary, because a girl needed some appreciation of her beauty. Mary was right, if Dean didn’t want to take advantage of his hot, horny wife, it was his loss. Hell, I’m not sure I want his attention anymore. Not when I have Mary. I slipped into the shower and started washing with my apricot flavored body wash and remembering the shower Mary and I took yesterday.
I pretended it was Mary washing my body, soaping my breasts, gently squeezing them, and brushing the loofah softly over my sensitive nipples. Then she would wash down my flat stomach, my graceful legs, sliding up my inner thigh, closer and closer and closer to my aching twat. The loofah was excitedly rough on my clit, digging into the groove of my labia. She would rub the sponge back and fourth on my vulva, going slowly faster and faster, adding more and more pressure, until I screamed out my orgasm.
I had to catch the shower bar as I nearly lost my balance when I came on my loofah. I giddily laughed, high on my orgasm and the adrenaline that spiked my blood from my near catastrophe, I shakily finished my shower. I spent ten minutes trying to find the perfect outfit, something appropriate for work, but still really sexy.
I settled for the shortest pencil skirt I had, a deep, royal blue with gold thread woven through out. I found a blue crop top half shirt that exposed a good deal of my cleavage and left my belly bare, then pulled a dark blue blazer on over it. With the blazer on, you couldn’t tell my belly button was exposed. To be extra naughty, I wasn’t wearing any bra or panties. I settled for a pair of dark brown, thigh-high stockings that just came up to the hem of my skirt.
I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror after doing my hair and make up. I didn’t have the blazer on. I looked like a model, a slutty, sex crazed model. Mary was going to cream her panties when she saw me. And then I would get to lick her clean!

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Harry Potter and the Horny Teenagers Ch. 1

“Oh shit,” grunted Ron, the silk sheets rubbing against his erection.
It was a hot, humid August night in the Burrow and Ron had stripped down to nothing to try to get to sleep. His nakedness had caused a new problem, the sheets that he was sleeping under rubbing sensually against his shaft with every movement. The more he fidgeted, the harder he became until he was left laying upon his back, his seven inch cock tenting the sheets impressively.
He looked over at the clock upon the wall, its hands telling him that it was an hour past midnight. He desperately needed some sleep, especially if he didn’t want to be a walking zombie when his two friends arrived in a week’s time. Both Harry and Hermione were arriving next Friday to spend the rest of the summer at the Burrows before heading back to their sixth year at Hogwarts. Ron wondered how Harry was coping at his aunt and uncle’s house, hoping that he wasn’t beating himself up too much over the death of Sirius. He hadn’t sent him many letters, but Hermione had advised not to push the issues.
His thoughts stayed on Hermione as he slipped a hand beneath the sheets and wrapped his fingers around the length of his cock. Her pleasant smiling face and her small pert breasts, Ron picturing them jiggling as he fucked her furiously within his mind. His mind wandered onto her firm round ass, often sexily clad in denim jeans. He pumped his cock harder as he pictured her on her stomach, bottom in the air, as he pushed himself into her tight ass, Hermione moaning beneath him. With a grasp, Ron came, his hips thrust into the air, as he pumped his cum all over the insides of the sheets.
Ron revelled in the feeling, the sticky sheets across his body, before his window began to rattle. Alarmed, he jumped up and rushed over to it, flinging it open. The rattling stopped at once and the small breeze felt good upon his deflating cock, however he could see no reason for why the window had rattle. Standing naked in the window, Ron looked out at the grounds below and saw a figure that was moving through the long grass.
Dressed in a shockingly rainbow coloured dressing gown, her golden hair running down her body, Luna Lovegood was disappearing towards the forest in the distance. She had been staying with them for the past week, as Ginny had down over at hers the week before and was no doubt following some crazed theory. Feeling uncomfortable about her walking in the dark alone, Ron hastily tucked his flaccid member into a pair of boxers and jumped onto his broom, following her from afar.
He watched as Luna moved into the forest and towards the small pond that lay in the middle of it, coming clearly into view as she entered the small clearing. Careful not to be seen, Ron moved between the leaves of the tree and landed behind a thick trunk, peaking around to watch Luna move in circles, her wand flying in the air, muttering strange words. Then she did something that made Ron’s eyes wide. She dropped her dressing gown.
Luna was wearing nothing underneath, her body bathed in the moonlight and revealed to Ron from his hiding place. She was facing away from him, her unblemished back hidden by much of her hair, her legs thin and toned, her ass small and tight. Blood quickly began to run away from Ron’s head, making his boxers tight again as his cock quickly rose. Besides accidentally walking in on Ginny several times, he had never seen a girl naked in real life before.
Ron was shocked again as Luna blindfolded herself, wrapping a strip of black material across her eyes before dropping down to all fours, her ass wiggling straight at Ron, her pussy also peaking out from between her thighs.
“Oh Gnome King, I offer you my ass to fuck, it is lubed and ready for you,” Luna said, wiggling her rear in invitation. Her dirty mouth caused Ron to harden to his full length, his boxers now obviously tented.
Ron spent several minutes memorised by Luna’s wiggling ass before his mind slowly kicked into gear. He remembered a conversation between Luna and Ginny the night before, when he was going up to bed. They had been talking about the gnomes in their garden before Luna brought up the creature known as the Gnome King. She said she had read about them in one of her dad’s book, and that the Gnome King was a human-sized gnome that ruled over all other gnomes in the garden.
What she had said next left Ginny in a giggling fit and Ron quickly pumping his cock at the door to the detailed descriptions. Luna said that the Gnome King often sought female humans for sex, his people too small for him, and that he only sought anal sex for fear of cross-breeds. If you were buggered by the Gnome King, you would receive wealth beyond your dreams.
And now Luna was blindfolded, her ass swaying in the air, waiting for a hard cock to be pushed inside it. Ron quickly gulped at the thought that crossed his mind, Luna would believe anything, and being blindfolded, if Ron fucked her she would believe that she had been buggered by the Gnome King. Light-headed and horny, Ron decided to act upon his perverted thoughts, pushing down his boxers to free his erection.
Stepping out of his only item of clothing, Ron walked swiftly over to Luna, dropping to his knees just behind her. Keeping his breathing quiet to not give himself away, Ron placed a hand upon Luna’s firm behind, and guided the head of his cock to the entrance of her ass.
“You have picked me!” Luna squealed in delight, pushing back, her ass opening to accept the tip of Ron’s cock.
He bit down on his lip to stop any sounds of pleasure escaping, Luna’s ass being warm and incredibly tight. Cautiously placing a hand on each of Luna’s buttocks, Ron pushed forward, his entire cock going deep within her rear. Luna gave a scream of pleasure and pain before whispering to be fucked, something that Ron was only too happy to do.
He began to thrust quickly, enjoying the sensation of Luna’s ass wrapped his cock, as she pushed back, meeting his thrust with her own. While Ron concentrated on keeping silent, Luna screamed and purred with every movement, the sounds only fuelling Ron’s fucking. Moving his hands to her hips, giving him a tighter grip, Ron increased the speed of his thrusts, his cock rocketing inside of her ass, each thrust burying his shaft deep inside her rear.
“Oh, oh, oh,” Luna moaned, thrusting back, her head swaying in pleasure as Ron’s balls slapped against her netherlips. “I’m nearly there.”
Ron quickly felt his resolve slipping at the words and buried himself deep inside Luna’s ass, his cock throbbing as he came, filling her ass up with his cum. The sensations were clearly enough for Luna, who also moaned in orgasm, her ass clenching tightly around Ron’s cock.
Ron gave a grunt and moved backwards; falling onto his back, exhausted and amazed at the fact that he had just fucked Luna Lovegood up the ass. As he lay there, he heard her begin to hum a tune, cum trickling from her abused rear and down her legs. It took him only a moment to figure out that it was Weasley is our King.
“You knew?” Ron spluttered, jumping to his feet, his softening shaft dangling from his legs.
“Of course I did, Ronald. And I was worried for a moment you weren’t going to take my invitation and shove your wonderful penis up my bottom, but I’m so glad you did,” Luna said, taking off her blindfold and raising herself to a kneeling position to face Ron.
“You – you planned this?” Ron asked, frozen in shocked.
“Again, of course, Ronald. I wanted to have sex with you for a long time but I was afraid to ask so I came up with this plan. And I promised daddy that I would save myself for my wedding, so I had to let you use my ass, naturally,” Luna explained calmly. “Now let’s get you cleaned up.”
Without another word, Luna moved forward and took the entire length of Ron’s shaft inside her mouth. Ron, for a moment tried to protest, before her tongue began to swirl around the head of his cock, and his brain closed down, letting him enjoy Luna’s wet and talented mouth.

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Rhianna’s education part 2

My Partners grand daughter uses me to learn about life and sex after going a bit wrong with her adult life choices. She had visited me once and my advice had turned into a prolonged sex session.
After a few months of no contact she comes back for more!

All Aboard the FWB Experience

20-year-old Jason, meets 14-year-old Jamie at the pool on a cruise ship. It doesn’t take long for him to talk her into an FWB experience, despite her young age.

Daddy Loves His Daughter 1

It was just another summer day. The wife was away, probably screwing some man she had just met, and I was left at home to watch my thirteen year old daughter.
I sighed as I watched my daughter jump over and over again into our pool, each time asking me if the splash she had made was bigger than the one before. I’m a forty-five year old history teacher at the local high school, so I spend the summers home with my daughter while my wife goes off on ‘business trips’. It’s no secret that my wife has many, many affairs. We’re only still married because of the money I have. I refuse to file for divorce, because I will lose all of the money that was entrusted to me.
My parents were rich, and when they passed a year ago, all of their money went right to me. We used a good portion of it to move into the house we live in now. It is gorgeous, but has a lot more space than we need. But my wife fell in love with it, so we bought it. Our backyard, is complete with an in ground pool, and sun bathing chairs, which is where I’ve found myself for the last few days with my daughter.
I looked over at my cell phone as it vibrated on the table next to my chair. My wife was calling me. I rolled my eyes as I ignored the call and settled comfortably back into the chair. It had been a while since my wife and I had been intimate. She was too busy screwing everyone else, and I couldn’t find it in myself to be sexually attracted to her anymore. Don’t get me wrong, my wife is beautiful. But the thought of so many other man being with her, has ruined the sexual desire I used to have for her.
“Daddy, watch this!” My daughter Lee yelled from the diving board.
I watched as she bounced once on the diving board before flinging herself into the pool. Her body plummeted to the bottom of the pool, and the water came splashing out, getting my legs wet. I laughed as she surfaced.
“How was that splash?” She asked.
“The best one yet!” I said. “You even got my legs wet!”
Lee giggled as she surveyed the water that had splashed onto the concrete around the pool. She nodded her head in approval as she pulled herself up the ladder and out of the pool. My breath caught in my throat as I watched my daughter.
She shook her head from side to side to rid her long brown hair of excess water. She turned to face me with a smile, but I couldn’t meet her eyes. Her bathing suit has shifted to the side, exposing her left breast. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. Her young breast looked so nice, I just wanted to touch it.
I quickly scolded myself for even thinking something like that, and blamed it on my lack of sexual intimacy that I have been experiencing lately. A breeze whipped past us and I watched as my daughter’s nipple became hard! I couldn’t ignore the sudden tightness in my swim shorts, and quickly pulled a towel over my lap.
What was wrong with me?
“Uh, honey,” I said.
“Yes daddy?” Lee asked, completely oblivious to her bathing suit malfunction.
“Fix your top honey,” I said.
Lee looked down and her face flushed a deep red. “Oh shoot,” She said. “I’m so sorry daddy, I didn’t know.”
“No need to apologize,” I said. “Just be more careful.”
Lee nodded her head and walked away from me and back towards the pool. She swam around a little longer, completely forgetting about her attempts at jumping off the diving board.
Soon the sun began to set, and Lee walked over to me.
“Can I have that towel Daddy?” She asked.
I nodded as I handed her the towel, and the two of us moved back into the house to relax some more.
A little after Lee went to bed, I lay awake in my bed. The vision of my daughter’s breast kept returning to my mind no matter how hard I tried to stop it, and soon I was experiencing another hard-on. I couldn’t stop myself from letting my hand move down to my erection and start stroking it.
I knew it was wrong to get hard from the vision of my daughter’s breast, but I couldn’t help it. I hadn’t been hard like this is ages, and it felt good to know I would get a release.
I woke up in the middle of the night because I had to pee. As I made my way down the hallway, I heard something coming from Lee’s room. I was assuming she was having a bad dream, and walked over to her door. I pushed it open slightly and looked in.
Lee was lying on her back, legs spread wide and I watched as she moved her fingers over her pussy again and again. I felt my cock getting hard. I couldn’t look away as my daughter squirmed around her bed, soft sighs escaping her half parted lips. I watched as her finger ran over her clit and her hips bucked towards her fingers as she moaned. I felt my cock leaking pre cum, and reached down to start jacking off.
In the back of my mind, I knew how wrong this was, but right now all I wanted to do was cum with my little girl. Lee sighed again as her finger continued to glide over her swollen clit. Each time her finger hit the sensitive nub, her body would quiver and she would moan. I grunted as my cock throbbed. Lee was shaking now, her finger rubbing vigorously over her clit, and I knew she was about to cum. I stroked my cock faster, reaching down to rub my balls in my other hand, knowing what was coming next.
Lee moaned again, this time louder than before as shivers over took her body. Watching her cum was all it took for me to start spurting stream after stream of my own cum.
The next morning, I awoke with vivid memories of the night before. I could still see my little girl playing with her pussy until she came, and it didn’t take long for my cock to be rock hard. I was slightly irritated that the thought of my very own daughter was getting me hard, but I blamed it on the fact that I hadn’t had any kind of sexual intimacy in a very long time, and the sight of this young beautiful girl was a really big tease. In my mind, that was okay.
I got out of bed and walked quickly down the hallway and into the bathroom. Once I was finished, and I was no longer hard, I walked over to Lee’s room. I knocked on the door before opening it. Lee was asleep.
I sat on the edge of her bed and shook her shoulder softly.
“Lee, honey,” I said. “Wake up.”
“Mmmm, Daddy I’m still sleepy.”
I felt my cock twitch as the words Mmmm and Daddy escaped her lips. I shook the thought from my head.
“Come on baby girl,” I said. “It’s time for breakfast.”
Lee’s eyes fluttered open and she yawned softly. “Okay Daddy,” She said. “I’ll be down in a minute.”
I nodded my head, content with her answer, and left her room. I took a few deep breaths, making sure I was completely in control of what my cock was trying to do, and headed towards the kitchen. I grabbed two bowls, a box of cereal, two spoons, and the container of milk from the fridge, and set them all on the table.
I poured the cereal into both bowls and sat at the table to wait for Lee. A few moments later she walked into the kitchen in her pajama shorts and a small tank top, and I poured milk into our cereal as we began to eat.
“Daddy, can I go swimming after I eat.”
I smiled. “Of course you can,” I said.
Lee’s face lit up. “Thanks Daddy!” She said.
Lee and I ate breakfast, talking amongst ourselves. The air conditioning kicked on, sending a gust of cool air over both our legs. I almost choked on my cereal as I watched Lee’s nipples get hard underneath her tank top. My cock twitched involuntarily as they became harder.
“Baby, why don’t you get changed, and we’ll meet out in the backyard and go swimming.”
Lee nodded. “Okay Daddy,” She said.
Lee hopped up off her chair. She grabbed her cereal bowl and mine and put them in the sink before hugging me. I hugged her back and as she pulled away I felt my hand glide softly over one of her already hard nipples. I watched Lee’s body shiver and my cock sprang to life. Lee pulled away and took a step towards the stairs, but stopped shortly.
“Daddy, what’s wrong with your pants?” She asked.
I looked down and noticed just how visible my hard on was.
“Oh,” I said. “Nothing, honey.”
“Daddy, are you okay?” She asked.
“I’m fine honey, really, nothing is wrong.”
Lee took a step closer to me, unsure of what to do. “Daddy, you don’t have to lie to me,” She said. “If there’s something wrong, you can tell me.”
“Baby, there is nothing for you to worry about,” I said. “I promise.”
“Okay Daddy,” She said. She hugged me again, this time her hand grazed my erection.
“Daddy!” She said. “Why is your lap hard?”
“Lee, I think you should go get changed.”
“But Daddy-“
“Lee!” I said, trying to make my voice sound serious, but the thought of her hand on my cock was not helping.
“No Daddy,” She said. She was adamant to help with this problem she was convincing herself I had. Before I could blink, she grabbed my cock through my pants. My cock throbbed.
“Daddy, I don’t think this is right,” She said. “I’ve sat on your lap a lot of times, and this has never been there.”
I know! I wanted to yell. It’s never happened before!
“Baby, you need to move your hand,” I said.
She looked confused and moved her hand down the length of my cock. Well, I did tell her to move her hand, but that’s not what I had meant! However, it felt so good!
“Daddy, please tell me what’s wrong,” She said.
I wanted to scream. My daughter was convinced that there was something wrong, and she wasn’t going to stop until it was fixed.
“Honey, sometimes this happens to Daddy,” I said, not sure of how I would explain this.
“Well, how do you make it go away?” She asked.
“Well, I uh, I rub it…” God what an awful explanation.
“Like this?” She asked as she moved her hand back up the length of my shaft and down again.
“Oh god yes,” I said without thinking.
Lee smiled, seemingly happy that she was ‘helping’ me.
She continued to rub my hard cock up and down through my basketball shorts. I was leaking pre cum now, and I felt that at any moment I was going to cum.
“Baby, pull down Daddy’s shorts,” I said.
Lee did as I asked, and my cock sprang out from underneath them.
Lee’s blue eyes went wide as she looked at my hard cock. She looked like she wanted to ask a question, but instead she put her hand back on it and continued to jerk me off. I pushed my shorts down a little more.
“Daddy what are those?” She asked as she let a finger trail over my balls.
“Those are Daddy’s balls,” I said, completely forgetting all subtlety.
“Do they hurt too Daddy?” She asked.
I wanted to tell her nothing she was doing was hurting me, however my mind was in a completely different place right now. I nodded.
“Should I rub them too?” She asked.
I nodded again. “But very softly honey.”
Lee nodded, a look of determination on her face. She continued to stroke my cock with her tiny hand and slowly, and very unsurely, she moved her other hand down to my balls and began to rub them softly.
I moaned as Lee unknowingly continued to jerk me off. The site of my daughter stroking my cock was, for an unknown reason, making my cock swell even more, and without warning, I began to spurt stream after stream of cum. It went everywhere. It covered Lee’s hand, landed on my shirt, on my balls, on Lee’s tank top, and one large glob of my cum landed on my daughter’s lip.
I watched as she absent-mindedly licked her lips. “Daddy I’m so sorry!” She said, looking at the mess. “Did I hurt you?”
I tried to control my breathing. “No baby, you did great,” I said. “I feel so much better.”
Lee smiled. “Okay, good,” She said. “But what’s all this stuff.”
How to explain this? “Well, that’s what happens when Daddy feels better.” I said. “It’s my… happiness.”
Lee grinned. “Well it tastes good!” She said.
My cock spit out one last pathetic stream at the sound of her words.
“Well now that you feel better Daddy, I’ll go get changed and we’ll go swimming!”
That night, a thunderstorm hit pretty bad. As long as I can remember, Lee had been terrified of thunder and lightning. She was curled up on the other side of my bed and she was sleeping pretty soundly as of right now. I rolled over onto my side to face her as I felt myself getting tired.
“Daddy,” Lee’s said quietly, scaring me slightly because I thought she was sleeping.
“Yeah, honey?”
“Can I cuddle with you?” She asked. “This storm is scary.”
“Of course you can hon,” I said.
Lee scooted closer to me so that her back was flush against my chest. Soon I heard her snoring softly and smiled, knowing she was comfortably asleep.
Every now and then, through her sleep, she was snuggle closer to me, accidently rubbing her ass against my cock. Needless to say, it didn’t take long before I had another hard on. Now I was stuck.
Lee’s body was flush against mine, and if I moved I would surely wake her, however this hard on wasn’t going to go away anytime soon. Lee snuggled against me again, this time her shorts slid slightly down her ass, exposing the top of her ass crack to me. My cock twitched at the sight.
I was going to move Lee, and if she woke up I would simply tell her I was going to use the bathroom. I rolled her onto her stomach, and quickly regretted the idea. As I rolled her, my cock slipped through the front of my boxers, and was settled comfortable on my daughter’s ass. I was already leaking pre cum and I watched as it dripped onto the top of her ass crack.
I lost control at the precise moment. I slid her shorts down so that they were just below the cheeks of her ass, and I slid my cock between them. The feeling of being between her ass cheeks was phenomenal! I moved slightly, letting my pre cum lube my cock. Soon enough, it was easy for my cock to move up and down between her cheeks.
I had to control myself, I couldn’t afford her waking up. I moved as slowly as I could, overly enjoying the feeling of my cock in my daughters crack. I felt my orgasm building and before I could figure out where I was going to cum, my cock began throbbing as I came all over my daughter’s back and ass.
“Fuck,” I said as I hurried to move off her. I stopped once I was off the bed, to listen, and sure enough she was still snoring softly. How she has slept through that I have no idea.
I hurried to grab a towel from the hall closet and began to clean off my daughter’s back and ass, I carefully pushed her shorts back up and laid back down, before falling asleep.
The next morning Lee and I were lying out back by the pool under the warm sun.
“Daddy,” She said.
“Yeah hon?” I asked.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Honey you can ask me anything,” I said. Truth be told, I was planning on having a little conversation of my own with my daughter about how her helping Daddy feel better had to be kept a secret.
“A couple of nights ago, something happened.”
My mind flashed to the site of my baby girl playing with her pussy, but she couldn’t be asking about that.
“What happened sweet heart?”
“Well,” She said, taking a deep breath. “I was lying in bed, trying to fall asleep, but my underwear kept riding up! And I kept moving them, but when I would roll over and try to get comfy they would ride up again, and sometimes it would feel good.” My daughter stopped as she blushed.
My cock was getting hard at the thought of what this story was leading to. She was explaining to me the events that led up to what I saw the other night. I couldn’t believe it.
“It’s okay baby, keep going.”
Lee took another deep breath. “So, uhm, I just took my underwear off all together. And then I was thinking about how it felt good a couple of times when my undies were touching me, and I was wondering why. So I started touching myself down there,” She paused to point down to her pussy. “And at first, I didn’t really feel anything good, and then I would move my fingers over one spot Daddy, and it felt so nice! So I kept doing it, and it was getting really wet, and then something happened…” She paused to look up at me. I was trying to cover my hard on. “My whole body felt really good Daddy, and I thought I peed… But when I checked my blankets after, I didn’t pee, but whatever happened it felt soooo good.”
“Well honey,” I said. “There is nothing wrong with what you did.”
“Really Daddy?” She asked.
I nodded. “Really baby girl.”
She smiled. “Well, I don’t really know much about it… So Daddy, I was wondering if you could teach me.”
My eyes went wide and my cock oozed a big glob of pre cum. “Honey, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“But Daddy, please?” She begged.
I sighed, there was no way I could teach her how to masturbate. “I’ll think about it,” I said.
Lee squealed. “You’re the best daddy ever!” She said.
“Oh, Lee,” I said. She looked back at me. “Remember when you helped Daddy yesterday?” I asked.
Lee nodded. “Yes Daddy,” She said.
“Well, if Mommy or anyone else found out, they wouldn’t be very happy.”
“Why not Daddy?” She asked.
“Well honey, Daddy would get into a lot of trouble.”
Lee frowned. “Don’t worry daddy, I won’t tell anyone. I don’t want you to get into trouble.”
Lee ran off into the pool and began her cannon ball jumps again. I now had a massive boner, and felt a dip in the cool water would do me some good, so I did just that. I walked over to the shallow end of the pool and sat down on one of the bottom steps. The water came up to my chest, and it felt nice.
However, it did not get rid of my boner. Lee saw me sitting in the pool and swam in my direction. She sat on my lap before I had a chance to stop her.
“Daddy, you’re hard again,” She said.
My cock twitched. She hadn’t meant it in a dirty way, remember, she thought it was a problem, like I was sick or something.
I didn’t respond. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the other stairs. I was waiting for Lee to swim away, but instead, I felt her small hand move beneath my bathing suit and grab a hold of my cock. She pumped her little fist, faster than last time, up and down up and down. I moaned, and Lee giggled.
“Am I helping Daddy?” She asked.
“God baby, you’re helping so much,” I said, once again without thinking.
I watched Lee push my bathing suit down, and move her hand back to my shaft while the other one moved to my balls. I watched my bathing suit float away.
“Tony?”
My head shot in the direction of the back door. My wife was home.
“Sue!” I said, louder than I wanted. “You’re home early.”
Lee never stopped pumping my cock.
“Yeah,” She said. She slid the back door open. “What are you two doing?” She asked.
I bit back a moan, as lee starting pumping my cock faster. “I’m teaching her how to float,” I said.
I watched my wife, step onto the back deck. Lee gripped my cock tighter as she jerked me off, and started to massage my balls a little more, and that was all it took for me to spurt my seed up into the water.
“Okay,” Sue said. “Well I’m going to go to sleep. I worked hard all weekend.”
I was still cumming as my wife walked away.
Watch out for part 2. 🙂

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