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Sophie

By: Wickid Cherry Pie



It was my husband's idea to hire Chris, but as soon as I saw him I had plans for him that included much more than keeping our shrubs pruned and the lawn free from crab grass. 

Chris was the picture of masculinity. He was well over six feet tall, broad shouldered with a lean muscular frame. He had an amazing tan from working outside on a daily basis and a smile that would charm any woman. Plus, the double barbells he wore in his left eyebrow gave him just the right touch of danger.

"Well, Mrs. Colletti," he said, "I think that will take care of things for this week. I'll see you when you and Mr. Colletti get back from your vacation. Enjoy it!"

"I'm sure that we will, Chris. Thanks again for your hard work, the lawn hasn't looked this good since we've lived here," I said. "Oh, and for the record, it's okay for you to call me Sophie."

"You got it, Sophie," he said with a boyish grin.

A chill ran straight down to my toes as I watched him climb up into his truck. It was only after he left that I became aware of the tasty wet spot in my satin panties.

That night I packed for my trip. I carefully placed the new lingerie that I had bought specifically for the event in the suitcase and sighed. See, the whole point of this vacation was to revive the sexual connection I had lost with my husband, Angelo.

Our marriage was strong, he was a wonderful man and worked extremely hard to give me and our children the life he felt we deserved, but for several years things in the bedroom had been lacking and he showed no concern. I definitely didn't get the sex life I deserved.

When we did have sex it was on Angelo's terms. My attempts to initiate lovemaking were often met with rejection. There was no room for spontaneity; it was always the same routine. Lights off, before bed, missionary position until he came followed by a kiss. Then he would turn the TV on to watch boxing or read the paper he had overlooked that morning.

Most nights after another unfulfilling fuck session I couldn't sleep, so I would sink into a hot bath where I brought myself to yummy orgasms using the showerhead and my vivid imagination.

I had never been unfaithful to Angelo, nor did I want to be, but I was desperate to feel a man look at me and touch me with raw lust.

I finished packing and went to bed. Angelo was asleep, snoring softly. I looked at his face and touched it gently. "How awful I am," I thought, "This man would do anything in the world for me and I am only concerned with my sluttish desires."

I fell asleep and was ripped back to reality by the alarm of morning. I showered and dressed.

"Good morning, angel. Ready to go?" Angelo asked when I went downstairs with my bag.

"Yeah, I am looking forward to this so much."

In my mind I envisioned romantic moments with my husband: long talks at dinner, lovemaking on the beach at night, looking at the stars from the deck of the ship. But I was shocked and embarrassed to admit that another man dominated my thoughts the entire time that we were gone.

It was Chris' hand I wanted to feel on my back as we danced. It was Chris that I wanted rubbing lotion on me as I sunbathed. It was Chris' mouth that I wanted on mine.

I decided that when we returned home, I would have Angelo dismiss Chris and eliminate any further temptation before this fantasy went to a level I could not control.

The only problem was I couldn't conceive of a reason to have Chris fired. I thought about it at night as I lay in bed, and I gave birth to a gutsy plan. I would con Chris into making a move on me, then I would tell Angelo, end of problem.

Chris showed up for work as scheduled Tuesday morning. 

I went out in the yard to work in my herb garden. Of course, I was not dressed for this chore. I was dressed for the game of seduction. I wore an aqua v-neck tank top that accentuated both my olive skin and my cleavage from my 36D tits. I don't have long supermodel legs, but they are very shapely and tan and the shorts I wore showed that off. My black, curly hair was pulled into a messy knot on top of my head, and I wore just a hint of make-up.

"Good morning, Sophie," he said, "Glad to have some company out here today."

I just smiled. I wasn't prepared for the surge that shot through me when I saw him in the flesh again.

I watched him work out of the corner of my eye. God, he was so fucking sexy. He was wearing a shirt with cut off sleeves and the more he sweated the more it clung to him. I literally almost drooled as I watched his biceps and the muscles in his forearms while he pruned the privet.

Our eyes met a couple of times, but I always looked quickly away and went back to my rosemary and thyme.

After we had worked in silence for almost an hour, I got up, dusted off my hands and said, "Hey, Chris, do you think you could help me get those bags of mulch out of the shed. They're kinda heavy."

"Sure, Sophie, no problem."

I wanted this man so badly I ached. My nipples were standing attentive and I caught him observing them through the thin cotton. His eyes darted away. 

"So, how was your cruise?" He asked as we walked across the yard.

"It was nice," I replied.

"Nice? You just spent a week in the Bahamas and it was nice?" 

"Well, you see," I hesitated, "Never mind."

"Don't do that! I hate it when people do that! C'mon, whatever it is will remain between us. Pinky swear?" He flashed me that dynamite smile and winked.

I linked my pinky in his, "Well, okay," I began, "It's just that I don't feel like Angelo is attracted to me anymore. I mean I felt like he was more interested in the buffet than me."

Chris stopped. "You've got to be jokin'! There is no way a woman like you could be insecure, and no way a man wouldn't want you. Look at you, " he said and turned to face me.

"You've got these beautiful eyes, and this sexy mouth who wouldn't want to nibble on that," he said and rubbed his thumb on my bottom lip.

I looked at the ground as the blush spread across my cheeks.

"You know it's true," he said, "Not to mention those two fine points right there."

I put my arm across my chest and felt suddenly self-conscious.

"Don't hide 'em, Sophie. What's the old sayin'? If ya got it flaunt it?" He laughed and his hazel eyes twinkled.

I giggled. That's right I giggled like a silly teenage girl.

"See, at least now you're smiling again. You're damn hot when you smile," he said and boldly kissed me on the cheek. "Now, let's go get that mulch."

Well, my plan was partially successful. Chris had made a move toward me, but I didn't want to make a move that would take him out of my life. He made me feel so attractive and sexy, something that I thought I had lost. I counted the days until he would be back at our home, and massaged my pussy thinking about how good his cock would feel sliding into me.

The next week I had a business meeting to attend so I had no excuse to linger in the yard and feast on Chris' rugged good looks.

He stopped me in the driveway on my way out, "Sophie, do you have a couple of minutes? I need to talk to you for just a second."

I jingled my keys, "Um, sure. Let's take it inside. It's hot out here and I don't want the humidity to make a mess out of my hair."

He followed me into the living room. "Look, I thought about the conversation we had last week, and I feel like I may have overstepped my boundaries a little bit."

"Great," I thought to myself, "He regrets it."

"I just didn’t' want to create an uncomfortable relationship between us. That's all, " he continued. "You are an amazing woman, no doubting that, but you know, I don't want to offend you."

"Offend me? Chris, that is the last thing you did. You made me feel wanted. You made me feel sexy. You let me know that I'm still a living, breathing woman."

"Well, no harm done then," he said.

"Yeah, no harm done," I said and then without thinking, I added, "yet."

After I said that, it was sheer animal magnetism.

Chris put his arms around me and pulled me to him. I breathed in his scent and our tongues twirled and danced around each other. His mouth traveled across my cheek to my earlobe. He nibbled and sucked as I emitted a low moan. My pulse raced as he sank his teeth into my neck, not too hard, but hard enough to make me squirm.

I rubbed my hands across his toned chest urging him to take his shirt off. He read my hint and pulled the wife beater over his head, but kept the red bandana tied around his sandy hair.

"Now, it's only fair we get yours out of the way too," he said and unbuttoned my blouse. In seconds I stood before him in just my bra and skirt. I thought that my nipples were going to shred the sheer black lace. I reached behind and undid the closure as Chris licked the valley between my breasts.

I slid the straps off my shoulders and revealed my brown melons to him.

"Oh, God! Those are amazing tits. Better than I imagined," he said laughing.

He squeezed them firmly and brought his mouth down to suck my nipples. He alternated from left to right, sometimes gently tugging other times just kissing them. I've never had a great deal of sensitivity in my breasts, but something about Chris brought it to life. I leaned my head back and let out a low groan.

"I can give you something to groan about," he said and hiked my skirt up.

My breath quickened when he dropped to his knees.

"Why, Sophie, looks like you forgot an important item when you got dressed this morning," he commented at the discovery that I did not wear panties. "Or were you just waiting for me, you horny little slut?"

I stood with my legs apart as Chris caressed my bald pussy with his hand. The slightest touch from him made my legs tremble.

"I pursed my lips and said, "Ooh, I am so hot for you. Can you feel how wet you're making me?"

"Really, then you won't mind taking this in your throat." He dropped his pants and gestured towards his cock that stood at attention. "I've wanted your lips wrapped around this for the longest time."

I licked my lips, "You better sit down for this one."

Chris sat back in the chair and stroked his cock in eager anticipation. I kneeled down in front of him and took his dick in my hand. I licked up and down the sides and then took the fat head into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it while I jacked the shaft with my hand.

"You suck dick so good baby. Take it all."

I was so turned on by his words and the way his dick felt in my mouth that I felt my own juices seep out of my cunt. If I had been wearing panties they would have been soaked by now.

I sucked hard as he vigorously face fucked me and thrusted his cock into the back of my throat.

I made eye contact with him as I sucked, and his facial expressions let me know that he enjoyed every second of it.

A shot of pre-cum filled my mouth. I pulled away and let it form a glistening string from his penis to my lips.

"I want to fuckin' explode all over your face, but first I want to make you cum harder than you ever have."

"Threat or promise?" I asked.

"Oh, it's definitely a promise." 

Chris stood up and pushed me back on the floor. He spread my legs wide open and began to tease me. He licked my thighs and kissed every spot except the one that I so wanted him to touch. I put my hand on the back of his head and pushed him into my wet pussy.

"Quit teasing and eat the fuck out of me!" I demanded.

My aggressiveness seemed to excite him. He sucked my swollen clit sending waves of pleasure through my body. I pinched my nipples and rolled my hips to meet his tongue as it darted in and out of my hole.

"Oh, you fucker! Eat my pussy! Make me cum! Make me cum!" I begged.

The urgency or my orgasm was impending at that point. He finger fucked my tight hole savagely. 

"Cum, bitch!" he said and dived back into my pie.

"I am! I am!" I cried and a gush covered his mouth and dripped from his goatee.

As the contractions subsided Chris brought his mouth to mine, "See how good you taste?" He asked as he kissed me.

"Mmm, yeah," I said when I tasted my own sweet juice on my lips.

"Well, it's nothing compared to what you're gonna taste," he said coyly, "Because I am going to fuck the shit out of you and then, just as I'm ready to bust my nut, you 're going to catch it in that pretty little cum dumpster of yours."

"I can't wait to taste you too," I said as I rubbed my pussy badly wanting to get off again.

Chris mounted me and entered me slowly. I closed my eyes with pleasure as I felt ever inch of him slide into my snatch.

He started with a slow rhythm and gradually got faster. He swiveled his hips and ground his cock into my G-spot.

"You feel so good fucking my sweet pussy," I whispered in his ear.

Chris paused and threw my legs up over his shoulders and fucked me hard and deep. I panted as he brought me to the peak for the second time.

"Oh, fuck me! I'm cumming!" I squealed.

"Me too! Me too!" Chris yelled as he pulled out. I scrambled into position just in time. I opened my mouth wide and Chris squirted shot after shot of hot cum on my tongue.

"MM.," I said and swallowed. I licked every drop from his softening penis.

Sexually content I chuckled, "Now that is what my husband should be paying you for."

Needless to say, Chris mowed the lawn all summer.

Sophie



She wasn't the kind of girl that most men fantasized about. She was tall, about five seven with a slender willowy body. Her hair was long and black and, when it was loose, fell in waves over her shoulders. She didn't often wear it loose though. And her tall slender body was almost always clad in frumpy ultra conservative clothes. Her face was angular with a wide mouth and elfin nose and eyes. This with her oriental features almost made her look like an anime character. Her thick glasses with the very unstylish brown rims couldn't quite hide all of her natural beauty, but they tried very hard.

Evan had a thing for the librarian look though. He was also afflicted with yellow fever, that unexplainable thing that some men have for oriental girls.

With some it's confined to only Japanese girls or only Filipina girls but to Evan all girls from the orient gave him that jolt. Whether they were from mainland China, Thailand, Vietnam or whatever, they all had that special look.

With Sophie being from China and looking like an uptight Chinese Librarian, well, instant hard-ons were not uncommon whenever he looked at her.

He looked at her a lot too, seated as she was directly across from his desk in their office. From 8:00 am to 4:30 pm every Monday to Friday, Evan sat facing Sophie and tried hard not to ogle or fantasize too much as he tried to work.

Evan's favorite outfit that she wore was a black skirt. It fell to just above her knees and was tight fitting, at least compared to any of the other clothes she wore it was tight. She typically wore a button-down blouse with it. In the summer it was too hot for her to wear a camisole underneath so Evan spent hours trying to catch surreptitious glances down the front. Occasionally he would see the top of her bra but nothing further. He often found himself fantasizing about seeing her pale pink nipples peeking out from beneath her blouse; at least he imagined her nipples were pale pink.

This particular day was very hot and the air conditioning was not performing well. As a result it was probably ten degrees hotter in the office than usual though still ten degrees cooler than outside.

Evan was trying hard to concentrate on his work as the sweat poured off his brow. His shirt was practically soaked through and, much to his delight, so was Sophie's. He could clearly see the outline of her bra through the pale yellow fabric. 

From time to time she would chew on her upper lip as she studied her computer monitor then continue with her work. Every few minutes she would tug on the neckline of her blouse and hold the wet fabric away from her skin for just a moment's relief. Then she would let go and go back to her drawing.

"Too hot!" she said with a smile.

"What?" Evan asked, startled out of his reverie. 

"Too hot today," Sophie said with a wide smile.

Evan found himself drowning in that smile and he jerked himself out of it by clenching his fists over his keyboard.

"Yes," he agreed, relieved that he hadn't been caught ogling her chest, "it's too hot to think straight."

"Need cold drink," she laughed.

"No," he said with a grin, "you need hot tea or hot coffee."

She frowned and shook her head and pulled her blouse open briefly in illustration.

"No, too hot!" she said.

Evan laughed, if only to disguise the sharp intake of breath as he spotted the white bra she wore under her blouse and her bare tummy all the way to the top of her skirt. 

"Yeah, you're right," he said. "It is too hot."

He got up and went to the bathroom. As he washed his face with cold water he wondered if he was cooling himself off from the heat or from the tantalizing glimpse of flesh she had just given him. He chuckled to himself and thoroughly soaked his face and the back of his neck. Just for good measure he soaked a paper towel and washed his torso down with it, reveling in the feel of the cool water on his skin.

He soaked another paper towel and carried it back to his desk with him, still dripping. He held it to his forehead for a moment and Sophie watched him enviously as the excess water dripped down his cheeks and neck and under his shirt.

"I wish I could do that," she said ruefully and then laughed at herself.

"Why can't you?" he asked with a smile.

She frowned again and leaned closer.

"Different for you," she whispered. "You are a man! You can do this and no one think. I cannot do this."

"Why not?" Evan asked.

She giggled softly and leaned closer still.

"I cannot get my shirt wet," she said. "It will be... I don't know the word in English... When shirt is wet, you can see underneath."

"You're shirt is already wet," he said casually. "It's soaked from your own sweat and I can't see through it! I don't see what difference a few drops of water would make."

Sophie looked down at her blouse in alarm and saw that her shirt was indeed soaked through. She relaxed when she realized it was not as transparent as she feared it might be and then smiled back at Evan.

"I think you are right," she said with a laugh. "Maybe I will try."

She got up and went quickly to the bathroom and Evan watched her walk away with relish.

When she returned she appeared to be a little cooler and the hair framing her face was wet and plastered against her skin. She had a wet paper towel and she laid her head back in her chair and rubbed it against her forehead and neck. She smiled and then looked back at Evan.

"It feel good on my face but I am still very hot!" she said, leaning forward and tugging her blouse away from her neck. 

She began fanning herself with the fabric and Evan gulped as he was now peering straight down her shirt from her chest and all the way to the top of her skirt again. Her bra appeared to be padded and was wet around the edges. 

Sophie was looking down at the floor and she must have forgotten that Evan was sitting in front of her because she popped her bra away from her chest for just a second.

"So they're not pale pink," Evan said to himself as he clearly saw both her nipples. "They're small and bright red like little moles."

He turned back toward his monitor just in time as Sophie suddenly realized that she was exposing her tiny breasts. She looked up to see him studying his computer screen and breathed a sigh of relief.

He got up and went to the bathroom once more but this time it wasn't to cool off. His hard-on was pushing against his slacks and he had to do something about it. Sophie watched him absently as he walked uncomfortably toward the bathroom but Evan didn't see her eyes go wide upon seeing the tent in the front of his slacks from his erection. She looked down at her desk quickly fearing that he would see her looking.

Evan closed the bathroom door behind him and tried not to think about her bright red nipples. He took some deep breaths and washed his face and hands once more. After he was done he realized that only one thing was going to make his hard-on go away. 

He dropped his pants and wrapped one hand around his cock. As he slowly began to stroke it he replayed the sight of Sophie's nipples through his head over and over. Soon he was cumming and the semen was dripping from his hand on to the floor. 

He resolved to stop looking in her direction for the rest of the day.

He returned to his desk, once more with a wet paper towel in hand. Sophie looked at him and smiled.

"How do you stay so cool?" she asked. "Even when I use the wet towel I am still hot. You don't look as hot."

"I wash myself down in the bathroom," he said. "I rub the wet towel under my shirt and pants and it makes me feel less hot."

She nodded in understanding and went back to work.

Evan was called to go out to the factory to help with an issue. As soon as the door to the back of the building was opened a blast of hot air hit him in the face. He followed the plant manager into the humid air and dealt with the problem as quickly as possible. When he was done he hurried back to the office and breathed a sigh of relief even though the air conditioner was only working at half speed.

He went to the bathroom to wash himself down once more. He opened the door and was startled to see Sophie with her blouse wide open. Her bra was wet around the edges and her skin was glistening. She had one foot resting on the toilet and her skirt held above her waist and was rubbing a soaking wet paper towel up the inside of her thigh. Evan's eyes widened as he saw the white thong panty she was wearing. It had a floral pattern sewn into it and her black pubic hair showed through in patches. He never thought she would wear such a racy pair of underwear and his cock hardened all over again.

As soon as the door opened Sophie looked up in alarm. Her eyes went wide and when she saw it was Evan her nipples hardened under her bra. She cupped her hand over her mound and felt it heat up and realized that she was gushing with excitement.

They stared at each other for a moment, both of them shocked and neither of them willing to let the moment pass. 

Evan swallowed in nervousness and made a decision. He stepped through the door, closed it behind him and then locked it. Sophie's mouth opened but no words came out. She clenched her hand over her mound and felt shivers cover her whole body from the stimulus.

Evan stepped forward slowly until he was only inches from her. He placed a hand on her waist and Sophie looked down at it. As she looked down she saw Evan's hardness pressed against the inside of his pants. She felt herself shiver again and a low whimper escaped her lips.

Evan pressed close to her and let his arms enfold her waist. He pushed his hands under her blouse and to the back of her skirt. He bunched her skirt up until it was hiked completely over her waist. When it was all the way up he slid her panties down over her slim hips. He let them go as they reached her thighs and they fell in a puddle around her feet. He then pushed her blouse back over her shoulders and then it too was on the floor. 

He lightly gripped her wrist and guided her hand to the front of his pants. He briefly held the small zipper handle out and then she had it between her fingers. She began to draw his zipper down agonizingly slowly. After what seemed like forever his fly was wide open and she slowly pushed her hand inside. Just as she closed her hand over his erection he leaned forward and kissed her.

He gently put his hand against her hairy mound and cupped it. He rubbed his palm lightly against her clitoris and let his fingers slide along her pussy lips. He sighed with satisfaction as he felt how wet she was.

Sophie gripped his bare cock lightly and pulled it through the zipper hole. She moaned softly against Evan's lips as she ran her hand slowly along its length from the head all the way to the root.

Evan pushed her buttocks against the counter and pulled her legs wide. He bent slightly at the knees and pushed his cock forward to rub against her outer lips. Sophie moaned again and then pushed the head of his penis into the folds of her vagina. She pressed her hips forward, urging his member past her lips.

As the bulbous head pushed into her tunnel they both moaned. 

All gentleness gone now, Evan started ramming into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and raised her buttocks on to the counter so she could wrap her legs around his hips. They grunted from the exertion and she bit his shoulder through his shirt. 

Evan groaned from the sensation and pushed into her even harder. Sophie cried out and dug her nails into his back. Evan was cumming then. 

He slammed into her as far as he could go as his balls were drained. 

With both of them breathing heavily they looked down to watch as his cock shrunk and popped out of her followed by a trail of semen that drooled from between her puffy lips. It gathered in a small pool on the edge of the counter and began to drip to the floor in thick lazy drops.

Sophie muttered something breathlessly in Chinese and pulled him close. Their chests, both heaving and sweaty from exertion, were drawn together. Her tiny breasts were crushed into the matted hair on his chest and they shared a passionate kiss in the afterglow of their lovemaking. 

Still breathing heavily, they dressed and tried to neaten their hair and general appearance. Evan unlocked the door and peered into the hall, his heart beating hard at the prospect of getting caught. 

There was no official policy at work about relationships, but he was pretty sure that fucking in the bathroom during working hours was probably against the rules.

With a sigh of relief he saw that no one was there and exited the bathroom quickly, closing the door behind him. He returned to his desk and Sophie came back to her desk a few minutes later. 

She looked up at him shyly for a moment and then went back to work.

****************************

The next day was equally hot but the air conditioning in the office was working much better. Evan arrived at his desk and began preparing to get to work.

Sophie arrived minutes later and Evan looked up to give her his customary greeting. The words "good morning" died in his throat when he saw how she was dressed. Although her clothes were nothing that office women were not wearing all over town, he was surprised to see Sophie wearing them.

Gone were the ultra conservative frumpy clothes that she usually wore. Today she was wearing a dark blue pencil skirt and matching blazer. The suit was fitted to her like a second skin and Evan's mouth fell open as he watched her lithe body move gracefully toward her desk.

"Good morning," she said with a bright smile.

She settled into her seat and smiled in his direction.

"Is there coffee?" she asked.

Evan nodded and held up his own full cup as evidence. 

"Good," she said, her smile becoming saucy. "I need to have coffee!"

Evan watched her walk to the staff kitchen and he gulped as he took in her new appearance. She peeked over her shoulder at him and winked; something he didn't realize she even knew how to do. He bent over his desk with his eyes wide and his breath tight in his chest. He heard her clearing her throat and looked back toward the kitchen. She was leaning against the near door frame with one eye peeking around the corner at him. Her smile widened when she got his attention and she stepped a little further into the doorway. She opened her blazer and Evan's mouth fell open in awe. The tiny camisole she was wearing was almost completely transparent and she was not wearing a bra. Her tiny nipples could be clearly seen and she teasingly lifted the light fabric high enough to uncover her left nipple. She smiled again and then dropped her shirt back into place. Then she disappeared from the doorway and went back into the kitchen.

When she returned she was carrying a coffee mug and she put it down on her desk. 

"Hot today?" she said playfully.

"Very hot!" he agreed in a constricted voice.

She grinned and then went to work.

Evan tried to do the same but now he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Although she now kept her jacket tightly closed, he knew she was virtually naked underneath it. He kept picturing her nipple in his mind and he closed his eyes to try to clear his head.

She cleared her throat again and he looked up in time to see her standing in front of her chair and searching the various paper slots on her desk. She smiled at him and he could not help but look down the front of her jacket and camisole. She lingered there for a long moment and smirked when she saw his hypnotic gaze. Her tiny breasts swayed slightly and her nipples hardened even as he watched. He looked up to meet her eyes and she winked again.

He smiled back and took a deep breath.

"You're evil!" he said quietly.

She looked at him innocently as she sat and gathered some paperwork in front of her. She raised her eyebrow at him and he frowned, knowing he was being played. He shrugged off her questioning gaze and then tried to get to work, again.

It wasn't easy.

Every time he thought he was finally able to concentrate she would do something outrageous. Once she dropped her pencil and bent over to retrieve it. The whole time she was digging around on the floor for it he could see her naked from the waist up thanks to the way her jacket opened up. 

A little later she leaned forward on her desk to ask him a question about a drawing the two of them had worked on in the past giving him a clear look down her shirt again. This time it was much worse because one of their coworkers was taking part in the conversation and he couldn't see the view that Evan was getting. 

Evan answered the questions put to him and was able to concentrate only by not looking at Sophie at all through the whole exchange. When their coworker returned to his desk Sophie gave him a hurt look to which he scowled and glued his eyes to his computer monitor.

At lunch time Evan got some food off the coffee truck that came by every day. He returned to his desk to see Sophie gone. He figured that she had gone to the bathroom and tried not to think about her while he ate. Just as he was finishing up she returned. She grabbed her cell phone off of her desk and walked into the staff kitchen. She sat down in one of the straight-backed chairs and made a call. 

Now that Evan wasn't facing his computer monitor but was turned to face one side of his corner desk, he could see her sitting in the chair out of the corner of his eye. He slowly turned his head toward her and saw her talking to someone in Chinese, though she was looking directly at him and smiling wickedly. He lowered his gaze and saw her legs splayed apart a little, just enough for him to see the panties at the tops of her thighs. He stared, unable to tear his eyes away. 

She grinned wider and spread her legs wider as she did. She rested her left foot on her right ankle with her left knee elevated so that he had a clear view of her panties and her milky white thighs. She began rocking her knee back and forth alternately opening her thighs wide and closing them until the view of her panties almost disappeared. 

Again Evan was trapped by the view her antics offered him. She opened her jacket and slowly moved her hand up under her light camisole and pinched her own nipple softly. She licked her lips and smiled slyly at his breathless reaction.

Evan scowled as he realized she had taken him in again. He turned toward his computer and didn't turn back when she cleared her throat to get his attention.

He got up and went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water until his erection faded. He went back to his desk and looked into the kitchen. Sophie was not there. In fact he was the only one left in the office. Apparently all the others had gone out for the forty-five minutes they were allowed. He sat down at his desk and leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

He opened them again suddenly when he felt a pair of hands undoing his pants.

He looked down between his spread thighs to see Sophie under his desk. She pulled his fly down and freed his growing cock from his pants then leaned over it hungrily. 

She popped the head between her lips and suckled on it lightly. She started to move her hand back and forth along the shaft and met his eyes with a satisfied expression on her face. Before too long Evan was squirming in his chair and she was moaning and cooing over his cock. She stroked it constantly as she suckled on the end and soon there was pre-cum dripping slightly from her lower lip. She sped up her stroking and Evan gasped. He gripped the arms of his chair and thrust his hips forward. She giggled and held his cock firmly between her lips. He let go and the semen squirted into her mouth. She giggled again and then crawled back toward her own desk. 

She got up from the floor and sat in her chair looking innocent; a look that was not quite convincing with the coating of white that clung to her bottom lip. She smiled impishly and opened her mouth to show that his seed was all over the inside of her mouth. She giggled quietly and closed her mouth just as their coworkers began to return from lunch.




Sophie



Evan sat back and closed his eyes lazily as he came down from the orgasm he'd just experienced. 

The rest of the afternoon was filled with her teasing him with glimpses of her tits. How she managed to do it without anyone else seeing was something Evan couldn't figure out. Each time when he was sure someone else would see her flashing him, she would look suddenly innocent without any flesh showing. 

As the afternoon wore on his cock grew and grew. It was all he could do not to rush to the bathroom and jerk off.

At the end of the day he followed Sophie to her car. He walked quietly so she was not aware of him. She unlocked her car and then opened the back door. She leaned forward to place some papers on the back seat.

Evan moved in and held her tightly so she was unable to move. He lifted her skirt and then whisked her panties down to her ankles in one swift motion. He released his cock from his pants and then he slid it into her. 

Unsurprisingly she was soaking wet. He slipped into her without difficulty and then fucked her from behind with her torso jammed into the back of her car. He thrust into her hard and fast, the frustration from the teasing all day taking its toll. After only a few minutes he thrust in one last time and groaned as he pumped his sperm deep into her vagina. 

When he was finished cumming he let her go and she stood up unsteadily. She looked at him with a slightly dazed expression and smiled wanly. She reached for his cock and stroked it lightly as they both tried to catch their breath. 

"Tomorrow," she panted, "we do this again?"

"Tomorrow," he replied, "and every day from now on!"

She grinned weakly and leaned against him as his cock came back to life. She fell to her knees and took it into her mouth, gobbling it to the back of her throat like a woman starving. She sucked on it furiously and Evan held on to the open door and thrust back and forth into her mouth. He groaned as he was about to cum again and Sophie pulled his member out of her mouth.

"Cum on me!" she hissed as she held it over her camisole.

She pulled her shirt away from her chest and pushed his cock between her tiny tits. Evan grunted and then sprayed what little cum he had left on to her breasts. She stroked, rubbed and cajoled every drop of his semen on to her chest, smearing his head into the white puddle and pushing it back and forth from one nipple to the other. 

She stood up and Evan put his hands under her shirt. Now her breasts were sticky from his fluid and his hands came away covered with goo. 

They both smiled and then she got into her car.

"Tomorrow," she said. 



Sophie



A gentle breeze swept through the air as I strolled down the cobblestone path. As the sun began its final descent of the day, a fiery red hue illuminated the sky above me. I glanced around, taking in the pure serenity of the park. I could just make out the gentle sloshing of the river up ahead. The solicitous song of an anxious robin rang through the tops of the mighty oaks, as the bird called for his lover. As the melodious mating call played its irresistible tune, the whole park stopped to take in the tranquility; the rustling of the wind in the bushes came to a halt, the flow of river ahead ebbed into silence, and the setting sun lingered in the horizon, engulfed in the beauty of nature. Gracefully gliding past through the awestricken woods, a female robin swooped towards the highest oak to answer love's call.

Suddenly the park came back to life, as if a magic spell had been lifted from its premise. The rustling of the leaves proceeded from the blustery wind, the river surged full force ahead, and the birds swarmed from every direction calling out for their mates as they flew swiftly by. It was precisely at this moment that the significance of this night finally hit me. It was April 22, the day that people all over the world spend time to care for and appreciate nature at its finest: earth day. Just like the birds soaring in the radiant sky above me, I too would celebrate nature through the most natural urges for pleasure deep within the heart of the park. I could only imagine what Sophie would like after all these years, running down from the hills, her silky brown hair blowing gently back across her sparks of delight glistening in her eyes.

My knees began to buckle and my heart rate skyrocketed as I pictured the smooth, perfectly formed curvature of her body rubbing up against mine, my lips reaching out to caress hers in the tender yet passionate way we had always done before. She started to tell me how much she had missed over the years, wishing that we would never have to part again, but I placed one finger over her mouth to let her know that our actions would speak thousands of words. I rubbed her back as she her fingers stoked their way down my spine and our lips continued to show their tender love for one another. 

The world stood still around us as our two bodies locked together to form one and we were yanked down to the soft, fertile grass beneath our feet. I laid back and inhaled Sophie's Chanel No. 5 Eau Premièr, a jasmine and rose scented perfume emitted from her already perfect body as her fingers made their way down the buttons of my shirt towards the zipper of my black denim jeans. I reached up and unzipped Sophie's white Abercrombie jacket, tossed it aside as she continued threw her shirt over the branch of small tree, and reached behind to her to free her breasts from the constricting bondage of her D-cups.

She pulled me back to the ground and the warmth of her body penetrated through my skin and the blood flowed straight to my cock. Sophie's hand grasped it as it began to harden and she stroked her hand up and down and up and down, grinning with pride as she watched me extend to its full length. She flicked her hair from one side of her head to the other, as her body rubbed up against mine, mounting on top of me. My cock made its way into Sophie's vagina like a key into the ignition, and she was instantly turned on.

I thrust my hips upwards as she ran her hand through my hair. She thrust back as I rubbed her back and caressed her neck with my lips. We thrust back and forth, harder, harder, faster, faster, until suddenly...

"JOHN!!!" her voice rang through trees as my mirage of Sophie disappeared and she appeared in human form, sweeping through forest, more beautiful than ever. I lay frozen, still nude and slightly sticky as I grasped the air that had been my image of Sophie. I could only imagine how she would react, and I began to scheme up an explanation. Before I could muster up the words to explain, Sophie pulled off her clothes, snuggled up next to me, and whispered in my ear "Looks like you got a head start. Wanna help me catch up?" I smiled back at her and began the night of my life.



Sophie



It started one fine summer afternoon shortly after I'd met Sophie. We'd had a couple of beers while wandering about the city, and of course eventually we had to find a toilet. Not a problem, we just went to the nearest McDonalds. There was somebody already in the only toilet, so we had to wait a while, fretting and joking about who was in the most need and would get to go first. When the door opened, Sophie and I both snuck in together. We usually did that, officially to avoid paying twice, but mostly because she always wanted to and I found her interest quite a bit exciting.

Once inside, I quickly pulled down my pants and sat down to pee. I'd made the mistake before of letting her go first, and I wasn't about to repeat that. She would hog the seat to torture me, wipe herself excruciatingly slowly, and generally tease me. And when I'd once stood to pee in front of the seat, she'd slid in right under my nose and stolen the seat. So this time I beat her to it. She stood in front of me and watched with a pout as I happily relieved myself. Then she suddenly did something that completely took me by surprise. "You're no gentleman" she declared, stepped out of her panties, hitched up her skirt, straddled my legs, sat down on my lap, facing me, and started pissing on my crotch!

I was totally unprepared for anything like that, and didn't know what to do, but after just a little while, I found the feeling of her warm pee over my cock and balls strangely exciting. My cock started stiffening quickly and as it rose, it grew right into her cunt! It actually entered her while she was still pissing over me, and I started making whatever little thrusts I could manage, still with her golden shower flowing. She went absolutely crazy, humped me wildly for just two or three thrusts, and then collapsed in my arms, pussy muscles spasming around my rock-hard cock as she orgasmed.

When she'd caught her breath, she rose, leaned forward with her hands on the wash-basin, stuck her ass out and smiled invitingly. I stood up and entered her from behind, holding on to her hips and humping fiercely. She was so wet I could hardly feel any friction, but I was hotter than I'd been in a long time so it didn't take long before it was my turn to come in an explosive orgasm. I shot load after load into her, so that when I was finally spent and pulled my shrinking cock out of her, a long stream of sperm and cunt-juice ran down the inside of her leq.

Giggling, she grabbed some paper towels and started wiping herself off. It was at that precise moment somebody started banging on the door and we realized just where we were! We hurried cleaning up, but the absurdity of the situation soon got to us both and by the time we were ready to open the door, we were laughing out loud! As a final gesture, as we passed the irate McDonald's employee in the doorway, Sophie dunked her rolled-up panties in the waste basket, before we continued our happy way.

We continued our walkabout around town. Suddenly, Sophie declared that she wanted to have a picnic, and dove into a convenience store. She got some food, a six-pack of beer and a pack of baby-wipes. Strange.

She dragged me on a bus to a big park where she guided me to a very quiet corner. It was a bit of a hike, but I could see it was worth it for the peace and isolation of the spot. She told me she went there a lot because it was "one of the few spots where a girl can have a bit of fun without unwelcome attention". And with that she took off the rest of her clothes, lay down naked on the grass, and popped open a beer!

What to do, what to do! I followed suit of course, and soon we were eating and drinking and laughing. Naked. A couple of beers down the afternoon, Sophie said that she needed to pee again, and with that she just lay down on her back and pulled up her knees. She used her hands to spread the lips of her pussy and then simply pisssd up into the air and onto the grass. She had quite a bit to give, too, so it kept flowing for a long time. And I was pretty sure I saw her fingers dip into the stream several times, as she played with her clit. Even after she'd stopped pissing, she continued masturbating for a while. Finally, she broke off and smiled up at me.

I kept staring at her in fascination. I'd never seen anything like this before, but it excited me and my cock was stiff and ready.

"I see you're really into watersports" I said, trying not to sound too stilted. "Do you like to receive as well as giving?"

She looked at me with a crooked smile before answering. "I go both ways. What I'd really want is to have somebody piss on my pussy while I masturbate, but no guy has been able to do that. Their cocks always get too stiff when they look at me!"

I could see her point. She was hot like hell and could get a hard-on from a corpse. But I have a secret weapon.

"Watch and learn," I told her. "If I rub this spot on the top of my glans, it makes me piss!"

To show my point, I spat on my cock and started rubbing it with my thumb. It's a weird feeling, a bit like the over-sensitive pain after you've just come. Wide-eyed, she watched as my erection shrunk and when the first squirts of piss shot out, she gasped and her hands went to her crotch. Soon I had a steady flow going and she spread herself open for it. First one finger went in. Then two. Then one from each hand. Then two. With four fingers holding her cunt open, she arched back and offered her hole to me. I aimed between her fingers and when my piss hit the inside of her vagina, I saw the spasms of orgasm shake her body and contract her cunt so that a flow of my urine came welling back at me.

Eyes glazed over, she collapsed, panting, in the grass. For my own part, I was floating on a cloud of excitement and as soon as I stopped rubbing the "piss spot" on my cock, it rose to attention again. When Sophie started recovering and looked up, she saw me standing over her with a rock-hard erection again. She climbed to her knees and took me into her mouth. If there was still some pee on my cock, she certainly wasn't faced by it. She worked her lips and tongue up and down along my shaft in concentrated effort, and if I'd let her keep it up, I'm sure I would have come in her mouth in no time. But I wasn't about to let her get away that easily. Instead, I pulled away from her and pushed her to her hands and knees in the grass. Her ass stood up invitingly in the air, and if she even noticed that her face was pressed into the grass that was wet with our mixed urine, it didn't put her off.

I shoved my cock into her gaping cunt and again, she was so wet I could hardly even feel the walls of her pussy. No matter; I was only there for a quick visit. I pulled back and put the head against her puckered asshole. She gasped, but made no resistance as I slowly pushed my stiff rod into her ass. It wasn't easy, since we had no proper lube, but both were eager and willing, so we made it in the end. Or, I suppose I should say, I made it into her end. I started pushing in and out ferociously and she cried out loud with pleasure and started coming again. Her ass was already amazingly tight, and when she came, she squeezed me so hard it almost hurt. She collapsed, flat on her belly, in the wet grass, while I continued relentlessly fucking her ass. Finally, I felt my own orgasm approaching, and I increased the speed and strength of my thrusts as I started shooting my sperm into her colon. As she felt this, she came once more and again I felt those wonderful cramps squeeze my cock, milking it for the last few drops until I was finally completely spent.

Panting, we lay there together, me on top of her, my cock still stuck in her tightly squezzing ass. Finally, it shrunk enough that it couldn't stay inside her any more and as it plopped out, I rolled off her. Sophie reached over to our picnic gear and started cleaning herself with the baby wipes. Foresight! But judging from the gingerly cautious way she wiped her ass, she'd gotten at least a little bit more than she'd bargained for. Good!

I grabbed some wipes and cleaned myself while she watched with a bemused smile. Sitting down on a dry patch of grass, she spread her legs and started playing with herself again. Was she completely insatiable?

One finger inside her pussy and the other hand squezzing her breast, she looked up at me.

"You know," she said, "that was the most amazing sex I've ever had! If you promise to give me a working-over like that just once a month, you can do whatever you want with me in-between. I'll be your slave, if that's what you want!"

I pondered this for a while. I didn't beleive for a moment this was something she'd come up with here-and-now. This was another of these things she'd maneouvered for. But did I mind? Not one bit!

"OK," I said, "but if you want to be a slave girl, we'll do it right. You will have to keep yourself shaven clean all the time and we'll pierce your nipples and labia for heavy rings so you'll remember all the time just what you are. And maybe a tattoo. We'll definitely have to train you for fisting. Both ways!

Her fingers were back in her cunt again, while the other hand squeezed a nipple. Hard. Eyes closed, she whispered at me. "Yes, Master!" she said. Then she came again. Good girl! I could tell we were headed for something beautiful.



Sophie



It was getting late, and Roxi was about to call it an early night. Her favorite bar, the only alternative bar in town, was slowing down and she was getting bored. She sat at her favorite table, in front of the DJ booth so she could see the crowd. Sipping her Long Island, she thought about how much she enjoyed her bar. It was the best place in town to find subs for her to play with. The shy inexperienced little girls that she normally found usually turned out to be the dirtiest ones. They were her favorite.

Unfortunately, it seemed to be one of those few nights she struck out. She decided on just going home and fucking Niko in the ass to relieve her frustration. Roxi finished her drink and slid off her stool, waving to the DJ before strolling into the adjoining room that had the bar. She chatted with the bartender for a moment while fishing for the rest of her singles. Stuffing them in the jar, she turned to leave, and caught a shimmer in her perfiferals. She had another $40 left, she reminded herself and turned back around.

"Roxi," she yelled over the music, offering her hand to the girl. Bright greenish golden eyes set into soft angles and framed by feathery auburn hair took her breath away. The girl blinked and smiled, taking her hand.

"Sophie," she responded, "could you recommend a drink? This is my first night out without a guiding hand of some sort."

"I've got it," Roxi said with confidence. There was one drink guaranteed to more than likely always be on special. She turned to the bar and waved the bartender over. "2 more Long Islands."

The girls stood at the bar and talked while they waited. The innocence in Sophie's voice made Roxi tingle. She was very shy, but her eyes told elaborate stories.

~*~

"This is my humble abode," Roxi announced as she unlocked the front door to the apartment she and Niko shared. He was currently on their white leather sofa playing football on their Xbox. She ignored him and went to the kitchen. She poured 3 shotglasses full of her favorite spiced rum and waved Sophie into the room with a grin.

The girl looked into the living room at Niko, on the couch in just his boxers. His flaccid dick was close to coming out of the little opening, the middle button was barely holding on. From where she stood, she could kind of see the side of his face. Not enough for details, but enough to recognize him as young. He had strong muscles in his back, she felt her pussy tingle when he stretched and flexed them. Sophie found herself curious to the size of the member that had slowly started to fall out and ran into the kitchen, blushing. She smiled and Roxi, hoping her hostess hadn't seen the movement of her eyes.

"Niko," she called into the living room, apparently oblivious to Sophie's embarrassment. The man in the other room stood, almost instantly, and headed for the kitchen. When he stood, Sophie thought she was looking at a teenager. He was short, but well built, with an angular face and alert green eyes that hid behind black framed glasses. His muscles were defined, all 4 rows of them, and rippled with every step he took towards her. She admitted, he was goofy, but hot.

"Slianté," Roxi said softly, before shooting her rum back and shivering. The other two followed her example, and they smiled at each other. She turned to Sophie then, with a serious face.

"Would you like my boyfriend to eat you out before you leave? I taught him well. It's quite a treat. Of course, I might join him, if that's alright."

Sophie blinked. She was speechless, she didn't know what to do or say. She just nodded at the woman, who responded by taking her hand and leading her down the hall. The man named Niko followed, chuckling. In the bedroom, Roxi instructed her to undress and get comfortable on the bed, displaying openly whatever she wanted licked first. She asked about the lights, offering to shut them off or keep them on. Sophie's preference.

"On," she said quietly, secretly excited for their little game. Roxi nodded and left her. In the hallway, she fell to her knees immediately and opened her mouth. Niko responded appropriately. He let his boxers fall to the floor and put his semi hard cock in her mouth.

~*~

Sophie stripped quickly, propping herself up on her elbows with her ass in the air. She called out that she was ready and waited a few seconds before she heard the door open. Before she heard it shut, there was a tongue burying itself in her ass. She didn't know who's it was and she didn't care. All she knew was she was being penetrated repeatedly and wanted it to continue for as long as it could. Fingers entered her wet pussy, working their way in and out to build up more lubrication. She moaned into the pillow, pushing her bottom half as close to the source of such wonderful sensations as she could.

Suddenly, Roxi appeared in front of her with a strapon secured around her slim waist. It was a Niko's favorite, sanitized and clean, ready for a new adventure. She felt him moan into her ass and shook, opening her mouth for the fake dick in front of her. It was only there long enough to build up lubrication, then Roxi told Niko to trade her places.

Roxi ran her hands along the smooth skin of her new toy. So soft, so creamy, so innocent. She sat back on her knees and leaned closer.

"You're so beautiful, dear Sophie. Such a perfect display of the female form in front of me. Isn't it, baby?" she asked Niko, who's election was being tended to by the sensual Sophie. He nodded, eyes closed, while he ran his fingers through her hair. Roxi smiled and stuck her tongue out, lapping up dripping pussy juice. She placed her hands on the ass cheeks in front of her and pulled them apart gently. "Look at that little asshole, baby. I think it might even be tighter than yours was."

Niko laughed, removing a hand from Sophie's hair to finger is own ass. Roxi smiled and nodded her approval before going back to the pink slit in front of her. She ran her tongue from clit to asshole, poking it into the forbidden bud for only a second. Sophie moaned and shook, wiggling her bare ass, hoping for more. Roxi sat up and clicked her tongue in disapproval.

"Sorry, honey, I have my own itch that needs to be scratched. But you'll get your orgasm, don't you worry."

With that, she sat up and jammed the fake cock as far inside Sophie's wet pussy as she could manage. Without waiting for a reaction, she pulled it out and thrust it back in again. The girl moaned loudly around Niko's cock, who had grabbed their second dildo and slid it into his own ass. Roxi continued her assault until she felt Sophie's warm cum run down her thighs. Then she leaned forward and nibbled on the girl's ear.

"May I put my fake dick in your ass?"

Sophie nodded, making Roxi shiver. Pulling out, she aligned her strapon with the girl's tiny button. She didn't push, she just rubbed it, ringed it a few times, and teased it. She could feel the girl beneath her trembling in anticipation. It told her to go slower. She put herself back in Sophie's pussy one more time. This time, she moved slowly, drawing out her strokes. With each one, more fluid ran free.

Now thoroughly lubed, it slid easily into the girl's tight sphincter. Sophie continued to tremble, whimpers and moans vibrating Niko to the point of almost cumming. When she was all the way inside Sophie's ass, Roxi slapped each cheek, then both. She wiggled her hips a few times to be a tease.

"Please," Sophie whispered, holding Niko in her hand long enough for that. He buried himself back in her mouth, and Roxi went to town.

Starting slow, she fucked Sophie's ass with amazement. The way her tiny tiny hole adjusted for Roxi's 10" dick was hot. She watched it sliding in and out of smooth intestinal muscles and shook. The sight was erotic. Knowing that she had done the same thing to Niko the night before brought her close to cumming.

She fucked Sophie's ass for another few minutes before stopping and cleaning her toy off. Sophie rolled onto her back so Niko could take Roxi's place. The dildo from the strapon was cleaned and removed from its harness so he could insert it into her dripping pussy.

The dildo in place, he slowly slid his now throbbing cock inside her lubed ass. His dick pushed against the one in her pussy and they both moaned, their volume raising with every inch. When he was all the way in, Roxi positioned herself on top of Sophie's face and ordered the girl to start licking.

Sophie was a good little submissive. She eagerly pulled Roxi towards her and buried her face in wet pussy. Without further ado, Niko slid out and started furiously pounding the girl's recently used asshole. He leaned forward and grabbed her breasts, pumping himself into her as fast and hard and he could. Sophie pulled Roxi down farther and focused on her perfect ass, smothering herself with it. Her tongue made it's way into the tiny hole while fingers slid into Roxi's pussy to the knuckle. 

The girl rode her face while Niko pounded her ass. The moans echoing around the room and the multiple sensations running through her sent her to her climax before she could stop it. She came hard, cumming around the dildo, a puddle forming on the bed. She could feel Niko cumming with her, his thrusts getting jerkier. Finally, Roxi came on her face. They kept fucking each other until the orgasm passed and none of them could catch their breath. Roxi climbed off of her and smiled wickedly.

"Come back by anytime." She said with a wink.



Sophie



Sophie gently eased up one of her seamed nylon stockings being careful not to snag it. She then fastened it onto her white suspender belt, she did the same with the other leg. These were Sophie's favourite stockings. They were flesh coloured with a black seam up the back, at the top the deep welt was black like the seam. "Simply stunning" she thought. Sophie turned around and checked her seams weren't crooked, before stepping into her 4" black patent heels. Satisfied with the way her stockings looked she gave her outfit the once over.

Sophie had chosen a red wrap around silk dress, which had a deep V neckline. It showcased her magnificent 36D breasts. She had chosen not to wear a bra, and the outline of her hard nipples pressed against the clingy material. The dress barely covered her stocking tops, and it tied around the back in a bow. She had also opted to wear no panties "all the better for easy access", she thought.

She was going to see Tosca tonight, and Aiden had got them their own private box. This was their first date. They had been "sexting" each other throughout the week and Sophie felt like her body was thrumming with arousal. She wanted to look her best. Sophie needed Aiden to want her as much as she wanted him.

Sophie glanced at her bedside clock, Aiden would be here soon. She quickly did her eyes in a smoky grey eye shadow and applied mascara. Next she found a red lipstick that matched her dress and finished with a spray of perfume.

Grabbing her bag, phone and jacket, she headed downstairs to wait on Aidan.

Hearing Aiden's car horn, Sophie locked the house and went out to the waiting car. As she opened the car door, she notice Aiden's eyes roaming all over her body.

"Fuck Sophie, you look good enough to eat," he drooled.

"In fact I may do that later," he said suggestively.

Sophie buckled up and leant over and gave him a deep passionate kiss. Sucking on his bottom lip, before easing her tongue into his mouth. The kiss was long and deep, both of them panting by the time they came up for air.

"Right we need to go, before I take you in doors and rip that dress of you!" Aidan groaned.

When they reached the theatre they parked the car and headed into the theatre. They were shown promptly to their seats and advised that curtains would be going up in twenty minutes. They were then offered a complimentary glass of champagne and some strawberries.

"Oh Aiden" Sophie gushed "this is so nice, I've always wanted to see this opera" Sophie enthused.

Aiden smiled at her and stroked her stockinged leg. He was looking forward to the night, it was an expensive evening but he could afford it. He also knew how Sophie would be thanking him, on her knees, he thought.

As they sat they watched as people were shown to their seats, Aiden's hand continued to explore her legs.

"Fuck Sophie, are you trying to kill me, your wearing stockings," Aiden groaned.

"I always wear stockings, why would tonight be any different Aiden," Sophie enquired.

With that Aiden pushed Sophie's legs apart and began to caress the silky smooth skin at the inside of her thigh. He continued his hypnotic touch as he sipped at his champagne. Sophie was squirming in her chair trying to look innocent. In case any of the other occupants in the other boxes could see what Aiden was doing.

"Would you like a strawberry Aiden," Sophie asked.

Aiden took a strawberry and stroked the succulent fruit up her inside leg. When he reached the top of her stocking with it, he used his arm to push Sophie's legs further apart.

"Don't move," he stated opening her wrap around dress. Her dress fell apart revealing her smooth slit, which glistened with her arousal. Aiden looked up at Sophie approvingly, his eyes seeming to burn into hers.

"You're a very sexy women Sophie," he growled.

He took his strawberry and began to stroke it through Sophie's womanly folds, gathering all her sweet juices. Sophie gasped in shock, and watched the tantalising view. Aiden withdrew the fruit and sucked on it, all the time staring into Sophie's eyes.

"Widen your legs for me sweetheart," he purred.

The strawberry was then slid through her wetness again. But this time he began to push it inside her, all the time watching her expression.

He covered her legs back up with her dress and sat back and looked at her. What ever he saw in her expression, pleased him greatly. He leant towards her and whispered "that's to stay in your pussy until I want it, do you understand Sophie."

Sophie was quivering with excitement, her nipples were bullet hard and straining against her dress. Her pussy was so wet, she could feel it throbbing with longing.

The house lights in the theatre dimmed and the show on the stage began. Sophie was entranced with the magic of the Scarpia soprano voice, but all the time her body was hyper aware of Aiden. As he leant down to her ear, making goose bumps appear on her neck.

"undo the bow on your dress Sophie," he demanded.

Sophie glanced at him in surprise, his expression was arrogant and determined. With shaking hands she pulled on the bow and let her dress fall open, to Aiden's admiring gaze.

"Fuck your tits are magnificent," he drooled as he palmed her full and heavy breast. He tweaked and pulled her nipple, rolling it between his fingers and thumb. All the while Sophie squirmed and tried to look like she was paying full attention to Puccini's Tosca.

"Oh Aiden!" she moaned. Her back arching causing her to thrust her tits out like an offering. Aiden flicked his tongue over the painfully erect nipple. Swirling his tongue around the areola, before sucking the whole nipple into his hot and hungry mouth.

Sophie's eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth slightly open, as she groaned in bliss. Aiden moved over to her other breast and gave it the same treatment. "I'm going to fuck these later," he growled "how will you feel Sophie, watching as my cock slides between your tits, as I cum all over them."he whispered.

As Aiden was on his knees in front of her, he pushed her legs apart. With nibbling kisses he began to kiss down her stomach, trailing his tongue down to her smooth mound. He watched in satisfaction as her stomach muscles quivered at his touch.

"I've wanted you all week Sophie, I'm going to have fun with this body while you sit there trying to look all innocent." Aiden whispered

He kissed her smooth mound, then using his tongue he swept it down to her weeping slit. Parting her pussy lips with his fingers he sucked on her rock hard clit. Sophie's eyes were shut, her senses tuned into the slippery slide of Aiden's tongue and the haunting sound of the opera. She gasped and moaned, rocking her pelvis against his mouth trying to get closer, deeper.

She watched him through lust filled eyes. He looked up at her, and using his teeth took hold of the strawberry stalk at the entrance of her pussy. He slowly pulled it out along with a silky ribbon of Sophie's pussy juice. Looking at her very suggestively he bit off the succulent fruit.

"you taste delicious baby, Oh and so does the strawberry," he laughed.

Sophie grinned back at him. Aiden suddenly pushed two fingers into her quivering pussy, hitting her g-spot and making Sophie cry out with pleasure. He bent his head at the same time, nibbling on her clit and sucking it into his mouth. He began to thrust harder and faster, adding a third finger, as he sucked and licked.

Their box was filled with the aroma of Sophie's womanly musk and the sounds of her desperate moans and pleas. Sophie through her head back and with a small scream, Sophie came hard, her legs squeezing Aiden's head in a vice like grip.

Aiden sat back down and handed Sophie her champagne glass. They continued to watch the opera for a further few minutes. Until Sophie set down her empty glass and knelt in front of Aiden, she deftly unfastened his trousers and pulled them and his boxers down to his ankles.

His hard, long thick cock sprung free. Red and swollen, and weeping pre-cum it was a beautiful sight. Sophie had seen a lot of cocks in her time, and this was one of the best.

She flicked her tongue over the pooling wetness and hummed with appreciation.

"you taste fucking amazing," she growled.

Running her tongue under the large head, she traced the vein down to his balls. She slowly caressed each one with her tongue, leaving them wet from her mouth. She blew on them, enjoying the sound of Aiden's gasp from above her. Taking a firm grip of his length, she pumped his angry shaft and took him into her eager mouth.

Humming in appreciation she sucked him into the back of her mouth, enjoying his taste and thickness. She slid him out to the tip of his mushroom head, swirling her tongue around it. As she ever so slowly eased down his impressive length again, she did this repeatedly. His cock thickened in her mouth as he thrust his hips.

"enough Sophie," he groaned as he pulled her mouth off his hard red cock.

Pulling Sophie to her feet, he pushed her up against the balustrade. Sophie groaned, she was so horny, and she was enjoying the rough treatment. She scanned the other boxes as she heard Aiden position himself behind her. In the box directly in front, a man was intently watching through his opera glasses.

Sophie looked directly at the man and smiled, just as Aiden slammed his hard cock into her soaking wet pussy.

"Oh, yes, Aiden!" Sophie groaned out.

"Your pussy is so wet, Mmmm," Aiden moaned erotically.

He eased out to the tip of his throbbing cock and thrust back in. Sophie pushed back with her hips and widened her legs so he could go deeper. She glanced back and could see Aiden's wet cock sliding between her pussy lips, it felt incredible.

"Harder, harder don't stop, I'm so close" Sophie panted out.

Aiden pulled her hair and licked up the side of her neck until he reached her ear. All the time keeping a steady thrusting rhythm.

"You are a slut Sophie" he panted out. "You just need a hard cock buried deep inside you" he stated.

Sophie smiled, as she watched the box ahead of her, the man still watching intently as she was being fucked from behind. She was going to cum soon, she could feel the familiar tingling in her pussy. The low ache in her belly and her legs were beginning to shake.

Aiden pulled her dress apart, and grabbed her tits. He pinched her nipples, extending them out from her breasts. Sophie moaned as she came hard, her pussy rippled around his cock. Squeezing and milking his cum out of his cock, as Aiden shuddered behind her.

After a few minutes he pulled himself out of Sophie's well used pussy, zipped his fly and sat down.

"Sit down Sophie, there's ten minutes of the show left. She's got to kill herself yet," he stated.

Sophie retied her dress, picked up her champagne glass and resumed watching.

Tosca proved to be amazing, with a standing ovation for the cast. The house lights came on and an appreciative audience began to file out of the theatre. All talking excitedly about what they had witnessed.

"Did you enjoy yourself," Aiden enquired.

"It was fantastic night, a first of many I hope" Sophie said standing up. As she collected her bag, she glanced over at the other box. A tall older man in his mid 40's was standing watching them. He lifted a champagne glass from a nearby table and looking at Sophie raised his glass in a toast.

Sophie laughed out loud, delighted by his approval. She gave a cheeky wink to the man, and taking Aiden's arm left the box.

Once outside the theatre Aiden suggested they should get a taxi instead of driving home, as he had drank a lot of champagne. A black hackney cab drove up and they settled into the back.

Once on the road, Sophie rubbed her hand up Aiden's leg.

"I have had such a good night, I would really like to thank you properly," Sophie purred.

She unfastened Aiden's trousers and his hardening cock was revealed.

"How are you going to do that then Sophie," Aiden asked as he pumped his cock with his hand.

Undoing the bow on her dress, she looked over at the taxi driver. Who was watching the two of them through his mirror. Sophie smiled the driver, as she stood, flashing her stocking tops and her tits in the process.

Sophie straddled Aiden's lap and took his cock and placed it at her entrance. She then lowered herself slowly down his hard length. They both groaned out with sheer pleasure. Once he was balls deep inside her tight hole, Sophie leant down and deeply kissed Aiden.

Aiden sat up and sucked Sophie nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue over the peak before nipping the end.

"Mmmm," Sophie moaned.

She then began to ride his thick cock, while rolling her hips and grinding against his pelvis. She reached behind her, and massaged his heavy balls, dragging her nails over the sensitive skin.

"Fuck Sophie," Aiden panted out.

The hackney cab was filled with the sounds of sex, the driver enraptured by what he could see in his rear mirror. Some how he was managing to drive as well as watch the erotic scene going on behind him.

Sophie was bouncing up and down on Aiden's cock, talking dirty to him and describing how thick and hard he was. How he made her pussy so wet.

With a shout Aiden came hard, thrusting his hips erratically against Sophie's. This triggered a huge orgasm from Sophie, who finally slumped against Aiden's shoulder while she caught her breath.

"Urgh, that's us here folks!" The cab driver stated.

Sophie climbed off Aiden's lap, bent over and took his now softening cock in to her mouth. She sucked and licked him clean, humming with pleasure as she did so.

"Fuck mate, you're a lucky bastard," the driver drooled.

Sophie smirked, while she retied her dress and gathered her belongings. Climbing out of the cab, she thanked Aiden and told him to call her soon. She blew the driver a kiss and walked up to her front door.

Just as she reached the front door, it opened. Justin her husband stood there, smiling.

Sophie smiled back at him, and pulling his head down towards her gave him a deep kiss. She took hold of his hand and brought it down between her thighs so he could touch her hot pussy.

"Umm, you've had a nice evening, by the feel of things," he queried.

"Its your turn now, sweetheart," Sophie said, taking Justin by the hand and leading him back inside the house.



Sophie & Adrian



(Author's Note: Please be aware that for character and plot development intimacy and/or sex is not always guaranteed every chapter. If you are looking for a quick read, I suggest coming back to this later when you have more time to invest. Please feel free to vote and comment, your response is always welcome and, in fact, encouraged! As of right now I have no editor, but I am looking for one so please bear with me on any spelling and/or grammatical mistakes I may have made.)





Sophie and Dad Go Downriver



CHAPTER 1

The day was steaming and Roy Drum was tired and irritable when he arrived home to find his wife Trudy was out and as usual her over-fed dog ignored him.

Daughter Denise, who hated her name and wearing only panties, entered the kitchen.

She said dully, "Want a cold beer?"

"Jesus Denise, for put some clothes on. I'm your father."

She tossed him a beer anyway and he fumbled the catch.

"Has their been doubt that you are my father? Was that what you and mum were shouting about last night?"

"No I'm your father and your mum got mad when I said it was too hot for sex."

Denise's mouth dropped. "Do you and mum still have sex?"

The reply was to go and dress.

"Don't you like these daddy?" she said, scowling, and cupping her breasts.

"They're okay."

"As good as mum's?"

"Better."

Denise looked pleased and sat with a Coke.

"Mum's gone to stay with her parents until you become reasonable again."

"Oh crap. Not that again."

The 18-year old trickled some cold Coke between her breasts in a vain endeavor to cool off.

"Go do your homework and stop wasting your drink."

She sighed. "Dad don't be a jerk. You attended my graduation last week remember? I await going to college and most of my friends and all the half-decent guys have left town."

They sat in silence.

Denise knew her father was thinking. He kept stroking his chin.

A couple of minutes later he pulled out his phone and called someone.

"Ivan it's Roy. Something's come up. I need to go away for eight days. You run the company in my absence and refer any problems you have to the chairman. I'll send a confirming email to the chairman and Dot and all executive staff. Here's my daughter's phone number to contact me if you need me urgently. I'm not taking my phone."

He listened to something Roy said and thanked Roy and cut the call.

"I didn't say you could have my phone."

Roy said he wasn't borrowing it. 

"You are coming with me on an adventure I did with Mary Royce when we were eighteen. You and I will do everything Mary and I did... er apart from the sex."

"Oh the sex will be okay daddy. I'm not anticipating a sex-free summer."

Roy snapped enough of that talk and told her to take the dog over to Mrs Smith who adored the little pile of absurdity and to leave a note for her mother saying where the dog was and they'd be back on or about the 24th.

"The dog's name is Rufus in case you have lapsed into dementia."

"You have a cruel tongue, just like your mother."

"I take it I have no say about going on this fucking adventure?"

"Correct and watch your foul mouth young lady."

"Oooh young lady am I?" she said, bouncing her breasts.

Roy sighed and went to send the memo.

Denise returned from Mrs Smith's with a bag of home-baked brownies. She found her father in the garage with the two kayaks down off their hooks, two paddles and camping gear spread out.

He unlooked the steel cabinet and pulled out his rifle that he placed beside a box of ammo.

Looking theatrical and big-eyed, Denise said, "I'm not coming back. A lonely grave awaits me."

Roy scowled at her and said to pack enough clothes for a week and handed Denise her backpack.

"Oh just six panties will suffice."

When she returned Roy said to check everything he had spread out to make sure nothing was missing.

When he returned with his backpack loaded Denise said, "We need to buy a dozen gas canisters for the camp stove if you want to eat hot food."

"Oh good girl."

"So I'm a good girl now?"

Roy sighed.

"I've also added our PFDs (personal flotation devices)."

Roy smiled and kissed her and rubbed her hair. "Do you wish to be called Sophie on this adventure?"

"Oh yes daddy and when we return could you once again try to get mum to agree to that name change."

"If she's still around. She may be hiding behind a divorce lawyer."

Sophie (no longer Denise) said: "That's unlikely. Mum knows she's on to a good thing. Are you sorry Mary what'shername went off and married someone else?''

"No because then I mightn't have had you as my daughter."

"Oh daddy," Sophie half whimpered.

They loaded the Toyota SUV and were seated, about to set off when Sophie handed her dad one of Mrs Smith's biscuits and he groaned and slapped his forehead. "We haven't loaded food for when we go downriver. Out and let's sit in the kitchen and think of what else we should have packed."

They added Sophie's battery charger for her phone and two torches and canned food and two can openers.

"So we are going downriver? 

"Yes. We'll go to Brunner and stay the night in a cabin. We should get there by midnight. In the morning we'll have breakfast and then someone will take us upriver and drop us off and return the Toyota to Brunner."

"Who?"

"Whoever's available."

No one was about and no lights were on when they arrived at Brunner Staging Post just outside the boundary of the 360,000-acre National Park. They found a cabin with the door open and found it vacant.

"God I'm tired," Sophie yawned. "Ooops this cabin only has a double bed."

"That will be okay. Just don't hit on me."

"You're dreaming daddy."

Not long after dawn Roy left his sleeping daughter and went to the store.

Although the guy packing shelves had a beard, Roy thought he looked like Ted Bishop who might still be alive.

"Tommy Bishop?"

"Yeah pal, who's asking?"

"Roy Drum."

"The name's vaguely familiar."

"Twenty years ago when you were a kid of fifteen you were taking my girlfriend of that time and me upriver in your dad's Jeep and the motor blew up when we were a mile from Bitter Creek tributary. You radioed for a tow vehicle and they took Mary and me up to the launching place before returning to tow you home."

"Jesus Roy, I remember. God she was pretty with big tits. Who have you with you this time?"

"My daughter."

"Oh bad luck. Boring nights at the camps."

"No she's a great kid and will chat and sing for me."

"Christ is this pretty filly with great tits approaching the store your daughter?"

"Yep."

"Should I take her downriver for you?"

"Did you not marry Tommy?"

"Oh yeah. I'm married with two young kids."

The introductions were made and Tommy took them through, saying his wife Susan would cook breakfast for them and make lunch packs for them for that day.

While breakfast was cooking and the two females were chatting, Roy told Tommy which cabin they'd used and paid for 12 stove gas canisters and six freeze-dried dinner food packs to supplement their tinned food. Roy suddenly remembered they had not brought anything to light the gas stove with and so asked for a pack of three disposable cigarette lighters.

Susan, with the two kids aboard, dropped them off forty miles up fairly straight but rising forest tracks on the slope of the mountain range that were maintained as private access for park rangers and fire fighting crews. 

After everything was unloaded, Susan kissed father and daughter warmly and told them to have fantastic fun and keep safe. She turned the Toyota expertly and then began the return to the historic staging post where 150 years ago horses were changed for fresh ones when prospectors and supplies were being transported to the goldfields seventy miles across rugged country to the northeast. 

"Well let the adventure begin," Roy smiled. "God it's great being away from the business and being back here."

"And well away from my mother."

"Nah, she's okay. She just feels the need to blow off steam now and again."

"How often do you two have sex? It hadn't occurred to me that you guys still do it."

Roy rubbed his chin thinking about answering that question.

"She'd like it twice a night, perhaps more."

"God is my mum a nymphomaniac?"

Roy sighed. "I think when we were young she came close to being one. She describes sex as one of her few true pleasures in life."

"Well I know now why you have managed to remain lean."

They laughed and put on their wetsuits and booties.

"You should wear this gear in bed with mum. Then you'd be safe from sex, all sex," Sophie giggled.

Roy sighed wishing he'd kept his mouth shut.

Roy had packed the kayaks meticulously but it was still necessary to make adjustments to have both craft in good trim.

As the paddled off Sophie said, "It's two years since I've been sea-kayaking with you."

"Three years."

"Will this journey on this winding river be boring?"

"You have to be joking," Roy said, and began taking Sophie through safety procedures should they tip out.

"Are we to negotiate rapids?"

"Lots of fast-flowing patches and some real whitewater plus two falls but we will portage from above both falls."

"Can't we live dangerously and shoot both falls?"

"From memory one is five feet high and the other drops at least twenty feet in three stages. In both instances they are non-navigable because the water bounces on to rocks at their base."

"Oh portage sounds good."

They paddled leisurely, going with the slow river flow although they speeded up through the occasional easy rapids, Roy giving Sophie basic instruction because she was used to only sea kayaking."

"This is fun," she said, after going through the first rapids. "When will we go though faster rapids?"

"According to the map that is superior to my memory, not until tomorrow."

"Oh how boring."

They were padding quite closely. "Omigod," she whispered, stopping paddling.

Roy had already spotted them: ten white-tailed deer.

The deer were on alert but stayed at the edge of the riverside clearing watching them. The two kayakers remained motionless.

"Oh that was just one of the sweetest things I've ever seen," Sophie enthused. "Almost as good as having dolphins or Orcas (killer whales) around us at sea."

"We may see goats on rock faces on Day Three."

"Will you shoot them?"

"No while you were away packing I put my rifle back in the cabinet thinking if I shot a wild pig and had it strapped to the bow of my kayak for a few days, that might have rated as the lowlight of this adventure for you."

"Oh you are such a good daddy."

The rested on the river bank a couple of times to avoid leg cramps and about noon pulled the kayaks out on to a sand bank where Roy lit the camp stove to boil water for coffee. Sophie stripped off and went swimming.

Roy watched her wade ashore and was surprised. When she came up to take the offered towel from him he said casually, "How long have you been shaving down there?"

"Since I became sexually active."

"I hope you're on the pill?"

"Yes and I've had lectures including being warned to always insist that condoms be worn. That's what mothers do."

"Your mother did all that?"

"Yes daddy, my mother and your wife. She does have some use doesn't she?"

He looked away without answering.

"Do you think my pussy looks attractive?"

Roy strode off to the camp stove. "Your mother, my wife, is very useful and a strength to our family and I'd like you to acknowledge that. And please don't talk to me about your... your thing."

"I was only winding you up daddy. You always sound like you're in command and look impressive when I get your nostril quivering when you are wound up. My mechanical daddy, tick-tock, tick-tock."

Roy grinned. "Coffee."

"Please."

"Go around nude. I don't mind you walking around showing your tits, pussy, bare ass and great legs."

"Oooh daddy. I'll unpack the chicken and salad rolls."

The riverside picnic was lovely against the background of birds singing and the lapping of water against the sandbank and they were warmed by the sun and enjoyed the absence of even a breeze."

"Why doesn't mum like the outdoors as much we do?"

"Because she was brought up in a city whereas I grew up on a sheep station and right from when you were young I introduced you to beaches and the bush and when you were a little older I began taking you and your doll Sophie kayaking."

"You remember my doll?"

"God yes. When she was left behind somewhere you ranted and then wouldn't talk to us for two days and then we found the new replacement doll pulled to pieces and dumped in the trash can."

"I still love hearing about that. And you blamed mum for not checking Sophie was in the car with us and she blamed you."

"Yes and that was another of our great rows."

"Long before that time you refused to go kayaking with me for almost two weeks after I rejected your suggestion to get someone make a proper PFD for Sophie."

"Yes and according to that well-worn story you tossed Sophie into the water to test whether she would float and when I jumped into the water to rescue her that tipped you out and your new camera sank into very deep water, never to be see again. Well that served you right being so uncaring about Sophie."

"I'm sorry for giving you a hard time over the loss of Sophie dad."

"It's okay. Look, I've been thinking. I'll write to your college asking for you name as registered to be changed from Denise to Sophie."

"No I'll never change it without mum's consent."

"Not even when you finish college and perhaps live away from home?"

"No."

"I admire you for that Sophie."

"Thanks dad. Come over here and kiss me and play with a breast."

"Pack up while I check that we're not taking in water into our storage compartments. And get some clothes on."

"Oh naughty girl Sophie. You've pissed daddy off."

She caught her father's grin.

CHAPTER 2

As Sophie paddled in the lead downriver she thought she knew this would be an adventure. Her dad didn't bother with boring things.

That Tommy at the staging post for instance. God the way he'd looked at her. She knew she was being mentally undressed and had felt her nipples and stomach tighten.

And the deer, oh those gorgeous deer. They really were wild animals, not like the deer in Wakefield Park. She'd had trees and birds identified for her and when they went through the narrow channel of Gabriel's Gap in really swiftly flowing water she'd felt exhilarated and screamed and heard the echoes and looked back to see if her dad was laughing but he was waving and yelling and she'd turned to spot a submerged rock just ahead of her and had paddled furiously to avoid it, adrenalin flowing hugely.

And yet when they were swept into almost placid water and her dad came up beside her all he said was had she enjoyed that. In the unlikely event of her mum being in that position, she would have been ranting at her for being so stupid. Well that would be her mum letting off steam whereas her dad knew she felt guilty and stupid and was happy to leave it at that.

Sophie heard her dad whistling tunelessly and that was a good sign. She aimed to get him to have sex with her tonight.

Um did she?

She did so wish to find what he was like, even more so since he'd revealed her mum was a sex bunny. God her mum always carried a look that suggested she was beyond that sort of thing, that sex was for other people. Sophie recalled the big fight they'd had when she requested to be put on the pill.

Her mum had ranted and told her to wait till she went to college.

Sophie had yelled why.

"Because you'll be more mature by then," her mum had reasoned.

"That's a load of crap."

That hit her mum's switch and she screamed, "Don't you dare speak to me like that."

Sophie knew she was being over-powered and knew that would leave her unprotected, unlike her friends. So she pulled out the cannon and said she'd asked what her dad thought.

As expected, her mum crumbled and took her to Doc Garcia next afternoon.

Doc Garcia had said, "And what does Roy have to say about this?"

"He's fully supportive," lied her mum but both mother and daughter knew that would be Roy's most likely stance.

Sophie thought what about girl's sex with her mum. It could be exciting now she knew her mum was or had been practically a nymphomaniac.

God her mum would almost experience cardiac arrest at being asked such a thing. Sophie began laughing so much her kayak almost became unstable.

"What's so funny?" called her dad.

"Oh I was just thinking what one of my girlfriends said. She was in the bathroom about to change her pad when her rude brother who never knocked barged in, saw the blood and vomited over the wall.

"And that's funny?"

"Well we thought so. Perhaps it was the way Jenny described the situation. We all know her brother is an asshole."

"Does you mother allow you to use that word?"

"Dad can you imagine me using asshole to her and surviving?"

There he was grinning again. Sophie thought perhaps it was that grin that had attracted her mum to him and his physical appearance from all that sport and her mum thought he could go all night in bed. Yeah that's how her mum would have picked him, a great grin and a powerful looking butt.

"Dad come over an give me a kiss without tipping me out."

"Why?"

"Because I feel horny."

"Young woman, behave yourself or we are going home."

"Daddy we are more that a day's paddle upstream against the current and there's no cell phone coverage at Bitter Creek Tributary to call Susan to come up for us, and it would be at least three day's hard paddling for cover the almost 100 miles to reach Brunner to get out of here in a hurry going downstream. I doubt if I could survive that. You are trapped with me daddy so enjoy it."

"Well you just behave, do you hear?"

Sophie ignored him and knew in a few seconds he'd be grinning and remembering he used to call her his little rebel. 

* * *

Roy was in a dither. He didn't know whether to be horrified or excited. His daughter was acting as if she were setting out to nail him sexually. God was she cursed with her mum's genes that made her over-sexed?

He wondered what Sophie would be like at sex and what he could teach her. Whoa man, he cautioned, he was her father.

Roy groaned thinking they had five nights ahead of them being cooped up and Sophie keen to run around without clothes and probably asserting every few minutes she was horny.

What to do?

God he wished Trudy was with them because she'd handle it well, aware her daughter was a little scared of her. They would fight of course but Trudy would emerge as top dog. 

But Trudy wasn't here to save him, er to put Sophie back on the tracks of propriety. Oh crap.

After four and a half hours on the water they reached Baldy Knoll, a campsite well above flood level although floods were not even remotely likely because the weather was fine everywhere at present. He thought about pushing on to the campsite at Butler's Bluff where there would be phone coverage and he could call in a chopper to take Sophie to Brunner and it could probably take her kayak as well.

But then a conversation flickered through Roy's mind:

Mum: Why are you home ahead of schedule?

Daughter: Dad was hallucinating, afraid that I was out to nail him.

Mum: Where you?

Daughter: No of course not but most of the time ashore he was nude and sporting an erection.

Mum: Omigod I'm off to instruct a divorce lawyer.

Daughter: But mum I want my daddy.

Mum: Tough.

Roy sighed and paddled into the landing ahead of Sophie.

"We need to unload and pull the kayaks up a bit."

"Yes of course and then lug out stuff up to the knoll."

"Yes it will take a couple of trips."

When the two-person tent was erected Roy said, "Er sleeping arrangements?"

"It will be steaming hot tonight," Sophie said thoughtfully. I suggest we sleep with just a sheet and nude."

Roy said triumphantly, "There will be mosquitoes."

His daughter said coolly she'd packed a tube of insect repellent leaving Roy wishing he'd packed a tube of girl repellant.

Then Sophie stunned him.

"Dad I also packed condoms."

Roy bleated, at least she thought that was the sound she'd heard.




Sophie and Dad Go Downriver



"Dad there comes a time when that little word no becomes ineffective and inappropriate."

"I have no idea what you are on about."

Sophie, with a smoldering stare, said: "Don't lie to me. You are aware my loins need you."

Roy said firmly he had no knowledge of such a ridiculous allegation.

"You may as well cooperate daddy. Whether or not you do it, mum will suspect you did despite our denials, whether or not true."

Roy groaned.

Sophie stripped bare and took the camp stove to a safe spot, bending over in front of her father, back on, legs spread a little as she lit the gas supply.

Roy looked, knowing he should have looked away, and found himself licking his lips.

"You swine Royce Drum," he muttered and Sophie turned and walked back to him and said, "What was that?"

"Er I was attempting to say I have a nasty-looking rash that I must get tested."

"Stop lying to me daddy. Get your clothes off and I'll smear repellant over you and then you can do me."

"Do you?"

"Apply repellant. What were you thinking daddy?"

With great relief Sophie said as she neared the finish, "You do your genitalia as my doing it will give you an erection."

Roy accepted that offer gratefully.

He smeared Sophie lightly and said, "You haven't done my breasts, pussy and butt. Those places leave me vulnerable. Please attend to them. You'll get a better coverage than I will. Just mind how you go with your fingers."

Well Roy got his erection. He saw Sophie look at it and smile but she kindly made no comment.

When he finished Sophie said, "Thanks Roy."

She often used his name playfully when they were alone. She then said, "Oooh my nipples are swollen."

Roy was suckered and looked and looked up into her huge smile.

God he was a dick, er an idiot, he lamented.

"It's lovely having you take such a close interest in me," she said. "We're having such a lovely time, aren't we?"

Roy said honestly, "We're having an unforgettable experience."

"Yes and wait till mum hears about it."

Roy groaned and Sophie looked concerned and asked the 43-year-old was he okay".

They hungrily ate the delicious hot minced steak and potato-topped pie served alongside long ago thawed frozen peas and they each sipped a glass of red wine from a cardboard cask.

They cleared away, applying the wildness code of leaving nothing of human occupation behind and then went to bed, still nude, and both ready to sleep. Before they really drifted off Sophie sighed and turned in against her dad, flattening her breasts against his back and gently breathing into his ear.

Roy developed the biggest boner he'd had in years and smiled into sleep.

Armed next morning with that sense of authority, alertness and self-preservation that adults seem to possess, Roy was out of bed before Sophie awoke and to begin groping him, if she was that way inclined.

She awoke to the smell of cooking bacon, potato cakes and eggs.

"Hi daddy."

"Hi beautiful. Clean your teeth and bring your beautiful self out here for breakfast."

"Don't you mean my beautiful body, you like my tits don't you daddy?"

"I hear what you say but I say bring your beautiful self out here."

She came wearing panties, having seen her father was already dressed.

"This inflation of yours to have sex with me," he said smiling. "What's behind it?"

"Well for a start I didn't wish to have a chunk of my hiatus summer go by without sex."

"By hiatus you mean the time between moving from teenager into the status of young adult?"

"Right on daddy. But I'm influenced by the fact that Ruby, Maria, Kennedy and Jo-Anne claim their daddies have gone some way with them, and sexy Paula alleges he daddy went all the way with her and they continue to do it at least once a week."

"And you wish to follow the pack?"

"Yes."

"And you don't care a shit what I think about this?"

Roy saw the shock flood her daughter's face."

She swallowed and hesitated. "Um dad I thought you'd fuck any female who looked attractively enough, given the chance."

"Perhaps you're right but I'd exclude my daughter, my sisters, my mother and your other grandma." 

"But we are talking about me, not about my aunts and my grandmas."

"Why should they be ignored? All of you are family and fucking family is called incest."

"Daddy calm down, I had no wish to upset you."

"I accept that. You are young and impetuous."

"So no fucking?"

"No."

"But we can sleep together nude?"

"Yes Sophie?"

"What if you get a boner during the night and think you are with mum?"

"I'd expect you to push me away."

"Oh."

"Sophie!"

"Oh yes, I would push you away."

The next three nights went without incident. On the second day Sophie had been beside herself when they went down over two significant rapids and on Day 3 she took on the big one and they both came through right way up and unscathed. She thought that was one of her most exciting times ever.

In the lazy pool after that almost hair-raising run Roy paddled right up to her, said, "How was that baby?" and kissed her. She tongued him and he didn't resist. In fact she felt a couple of tongue waggles."

"That kiss was almost better daddy," she cooed. "But that wild ride was truly something. God it leaves sea kayaking for dead."

"Well not if an Orca rises up alongside you to scare the crap out of you."

"Quite right daddy and paddling into a pristine, deserted bay against a cloudless summer sky really is in a league of its own."

"An excellent response sweetheart."

On day three Sophie acted humiliated when she found she wasn't strong enough to help her dad do the portage of her kayak around the first waterfall.

"Look don't be upset," Roy soothed. "Genetically you are not meant to be as strong as a male."

"Well have to make three trips," she wailed.

"So what. Are we in a hurry?"

Sophie smiled and said, "I love you daddy."

CHAPTER 3

On day six, their last day and only a 4-hour paddle to go, they heard the noise of the falls around the bend.

"Follow me into the landing," Roy said. "Be careful because there's little margin for error.

But Sophie came distracted looking at the rising mist from the falls and she was too wide out when she turned in to follow Roy.

"Dad," she screamed.

Roy looked and instantly realized she was caught in the current and the narrowing gap.

He paddled frantically, glad he still went regularly to the gym as he felt the power flow through his arms and to his grip on the paddle. He got around Sophie, but only just, and rammed the bow of her kayak that pushed her out of the flow and she called "Thanks daddy" as she paddled into the back swirl that took her into the landing.

But it was too late for Roy. All he could do was to hope for the best. He straightened his bow and steered into what he considered was the deepest flow of water, reasoning that might give him some cushioning on the bumpy descent of some thirty feet over two rocky ledges.

"Daddy!" Sophie screamed.

He dug in his paddle, unable to wave goodbye. With luck he'd come up smiling.

He surfaced in pain with a fractured shoulder and suffering a big bump to the head. The kayak had almost split in two when it hit the first ledge amid cascading water and then it disintegrated when thumping on to the second ledge, sending Roy somersaulting. That threw him clear of the jagged rocks at the base but although the water broke his fall he slammed against a submerged rock and took the forced of the collusion on his left arm and he cracked his head and felt dizzy.

Crying and sliding down the steep back, unconcerned for her own safety, Sophie at first saw no sign of her father. Then she spotted his yellow and orange PSD on rocks against the far side of the pool. She jumped in and found he was unconscious but breathing, and breathing quite easily she thought.

Sophie lay over him and cried, thinking he wasn't dead and that he'd live. Tears blinded her.

"Get off my fucking shoulder. I think it's broken."

"Oh daddy, welcome back to me," she sobbed.

They discussed their options. 

It was either a 350-ft rock climb up a high ridge for Sophie to get cell phone coverage or to carry on in the one kayak.

"It's your call daddy."

"That climb looks a mite dangerous to me. Some of that rock has been fractured by erosion. We go to Brunner in the one kayak. Dump everything you can at the landing and you're then be able to carry the kayak. Take plenty of rests. Oh bring my weatherproof jacket and a bandage."

"That's to support your shoulder but what about your head."

"No that's just a whopping bruise. I'm talking coherently aren't I?"

"Very."

After consuming four painkillers from the medical kit, Roy got Sophie to help him into the jacket and it was tight, almost like a sling. She then bandaged Roy's arm and shoulder according to his instructions to immobilize the shoulder joint.

"That's great."

"Is it painful?"

"Hell yes but not as painful and when I was sprawled over that rock and then having you drag me across the pool. You performed brilliantly Sophie. I'm so proud of you."

"Shut up dad otherwise you'll make me cry," she said, weeping.

"God Nurse Sophie, am I glad I had a daughter instead of a son."

"Dad you mongrel, stop it," she yelled, weeping uncontrollably.

Roy lay flat in the cockpit and Sophie sat astride him on a pack over his waist, both her legs in the water.

The river was widening so Roy suggested she try her cell phone.

Sophie hauled it out of the waterproof bag and reported no go.

When they rounded the next bend she tried again and received a fairly strong signal.

"Tommy's number is on the map."

"Hi Tommy. It's... Yes as you say, the big tits youngster," Sophie said smiling at her father. "We are about eight miles up river from you. Dad has a fractured shoulder and is disabled. Can you come up for us?"

Sophie allowed the kayak to drift with the current, knowing by keeping still and just steering it, she reduced the discomfort for her father.

Finally they heard the sound of the jet boat.

"Oooh haven't we had a great adventure daddy?"

Roy groaned in pain, no longer feeling he had to play it tough.

The 'fractured shoulder' turned out to be a broken collarbone and Roy had to stay in hospital for the night under observation for possible concussion.

Sophie went back to the cabins at Brunner and during the night Johnny slid into her bed and she received heaps of sex and each time made Johnny wear a condom.

At breakfast next morning Susan said, "Did Johnny visit you during the night?"

Perhaps it was the big adventure but whatever it was Sophie felt her maturity.

"Yes he did and I such a bitch allowing him to stay."

"No it's fine. It takes some of the pressure off me when he gets what he wants when out prowling. He'd very good isn't he?"

"God Susan, he left me legless."

The two women screamed with laughter.

Waiting at the hospital for her father to be discharged, Sophie called her mum.

"Hi."

"Hi," said Trudy. "I've really missed you two."

"We've missed you too and Rufus."

"You mean you've missed Rufus as well as me?"

"Dad said two or three times he was missing you and missing Rufus," Sophie lied.

"Omigod. I can't believe my ears. Those two hate each other."

"Well perhaps nothing will change but that's how it was. We should be home by midnight."

"Oh I almost forgot. Dad took a bit of a tumble and broke his collarbone."

"Well I did marry an adventurer."

"Mum why did you really marry dad?"

There was a pause and then, "This is for your ears only darling. He had a good bulge and he was and so fit I thought he could go all night. I... um I have a bit of an appetite for sex, rather a little too much in fact. Thank god you take after your father in more ways than one. You may escape my curse."

"Mum dad and I got merry on red wine on our third night, celebrating the half-way mark of achievement. I asked did you and he still have sex and he astonished me by saying yes."

Sophie lied, "In fact mum he said his greatest thrill in life... this gets crude now mum ... was ramming you into exhaustion."

"Omigod. You two must have become really intimate. Did he, um, interfere with you?"

"Christ mum, what do you take us two for, hypersexual idiots with no concept of morality?"

"Oh darling, I meant nothing like that at all. Um did daddy call you Sophie while you were away."

"What did you think mum?"'

"I suspect he would have. You father always like getting his own way.""

"I loved him for suggesting it mummy."

"While I've been here by myself with my non-interfacing dog for company, I was thinking perhaps you should be legally renamed Sophie. It would be timely to complete the process before you start college."

Sophie... er Denise... waited holding her breath.

"Well do you think we should do that darling?"

"Oh yes mummy. Oh yes I'd love that. Mum can I ask you something very personal?"

"Yes of course."

"Promise not to get mad at me?"

"Just spit it out darling."

"Why have you never had sex with me?"

"Have some of your friends been talking to you about the relationship they have with their mother?"

"Yes."

"Well that's a question I never thought I'd hear from you. I've occasionally thought about it darling but well it would be immoral and totally unacceptable to me. What about you?"

"Oh the same for sure."

"And what about sex with your father?"

"Are you crazy? He's my father and that would be absolutely inappropriate. God I feel sick."

"Oh good girl. That's the reaction you're supposed to have. Your parents are not supposed to be your fuckbags darling."

"My what?"

"You heard darling. Drive safely. I'll try to keep Rufus awake to greet his mellowing daddy."

THE END 



Sophie and her Daddy



Chapter 1: Sophie plays with new toy and daddy watches.

"Hello is any body home," yelled Sophie. She stopped in the doorway for some body to answer her. When nobody answered her back, she decided to go upstairs and relax before her family got home. Sophie dropped her book bag by the door, took off her coat, and hung it up. Sophie was a senior in high school she recently just had her eighteenth birthday. She got some great gifts. Her friends decided to be funny and get her a dildo a huge one. It was twelve inches long and it had a nice curve to it. She has yet to try it but she decided to do it today before her family got home.

Therefore, she could moan and scream all she wanted. Sophie raced upstairs took off all her clothes. When she took off her bra, she noticed her 38c cup breast where already aroused and waiting for action. She walked around pinching her nipples as she tried to remember where she put the dildo. She had to hide it from her parents because she did not want them to think she was having sex. Which she was not, she was still a virgin she was waiting for someone special, but he had no idea that she was longing for him. He already has a woman in his life. Her mom, she has been having vivid dreams of her and her dad having sex for as long as she could remember but she had no idea how to actually seduce him. Her dreams always started out with him catching her masturbate but she only does it when there not home.

She finally found the dildo it was hidden in her closet beneath all of her socks. She lay down on the bed with her legs spread open. She put the dildo next her she did not want to rush this. She moved her hands all over her body avoiding her pussy. She would get to that later. By the time she got to it, it was dripping wet. She used two of her fingers to open up her lips she moved the other hand and started slow circles around her clit. Moving in until she reached it then backed off. She kept doing this for a while until she was driving her self-crazy. She reached for the dildo and ran it up and down her slit. Until it was all nice and wet, she moved the dildo up and traced her tight abs with it. Then she teased her nipples with it. She reached her mouth and started to suck on it again to get it all nice and wet again. It actually felt like a real cock was moving all over her body and in her mouth. 

She moved the cock to her cunt teasing her clit with it. She moved it to her hole and pushed it in. She only got about two inches in she moved it back out and then back in until she got almost eight inches of it inside her. It felt great she moved it in and out of her faster and harder until she had a mind numbing orgasm. Her whole body convulsed around the cock until she regained her breathing. Sophie just laid there in ecstasy. She left the cock imbedded inside her. She felt so stuffed beyond imagine. 

She looked at the clock it was a little after five. She had a few more minutes until her dad came home. She closed her eyes for a few minutes until she had to get up and get dressed and act like the perfect daughter. Her father arrived home right on time. He walked in the door and almost tripped over his daughter's book bag. He was always telling her to take it upstairs with her when she got home, but she never listened. He removed his coat and shoes. He did not hear anything upstairs he wondered if she left to go to a friend's house after she dropped off her stuff. It could be that is where his son is now. Keith felt exhausted he could not wait to go to bed in a few hours. First, he had to do something about his erection. He got it while he was driving home. He was thinking about his beautiful daughter Sophie. She looked amazing this morning when she went to school. She was wearing a tight little baby tee. That showed off her amazing cleavage she definitely did not get that from her mother. He did not now where she got it. It did not help that his coworkers talked about her all the time around him and behind his back. Today he heard two of his coworkers say that he would love having her as a daughter he could pull her on his knee any time he wanted and that she would want to ride him like a horse. Keith wished his daughter felt the same way about him. However, it was wrong and illegal and if his wife ever found out, she would try to put him in jail for ruining their daughter.

Keith walked upstairs. He was headed to his bedroom but then he noticed his daughter's bedroom door was open a crack. This meant she was home. She usually left it closed when she was gone and cracked when she was home. He walked quietly to her door he did not know why. He hopefully wished she was undressing so he could see her naked. He peaked into her room. He was not excepting this. She was lying naked on the bed with a huge dildo coming out of her pussy. She must have been masturbating and finished but loved the feel of the cock inside of her that she fell asleep. This is the first time he has ever seen his daughter act sexually even if she was asleep. He noticed her hand start to move. Her hand moved to her tit and started to squeeze and pinch the nipple. Until both of her tits were aroused, He looked down at her pussy seeing that it was still wet. He wished that he was that hand feeling her daughter's most private spots. 

Keith noticed his cock begin to grow again while he was watching his daughter. He quietly unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was rather small compared to the dildo but he liked it enough. It was eight inches long and very thick. He started to stroke it while watching his daughter play with her self. He watched his daughter's hand moved to her pussy. She started to play with her clit. She started to moan ever so softly. Her fingers moved faster and harder over her clit. Until she moaned out in pleasure, she moved her hand to the dildo and started to move it in and out of her. She did it so slow that Keith was going crazy he wanted her to ram it in her so hard and fast. His hand started to move faster and harder over his cock. He wanted to cum with his daughter. Therefore, he slowed down just a bit. He saw her start to go faster reaching her climax. He moved faster and faster and shot his cum all over the floor. His daughter to came mere seconds later, He thought he heard say, "Oh daddy that was amazing." He could not believe his ears. His daughter wanted him to do that to her. He put his semi-hard cock back in his pants and went to the bathroom to get a towel to clean up his mess. He finished and walked down stairs. He opened the door and closed it hard enough so she would hear it.

"Sophie I'm home how was your day," Keith said with a grin.

Chapter 2: Brother and sister enjoy each other's company.

"Hi daddy how was your day," asked Sophie when she ran down stairs to meet her dad after she threw on some clothes. Keith noticed that his daughter was still flushed from her playing.

"Just fine but you seem a little flushed is everything all right?" Asked Keith knowing she wanted to keep playing with her self but he didn't want her to get caught by her brother or her mother and him either.

"Oh I'm just fine I was busy cleaning," lied Sophie looking away from her dad. 

"Well your mother will be home soon and then will have dinner,"

"OK," Sophie turned to go back upstairs when the door opened and her brother walked in.

"Wow hey guys why are you guys standing in front of the door?" Asked Sophie's brother Sam her twin, he looked like he ran home from his friend's house. 

"Oh I just got home and Sophie came downstairs to say hello to me,"

"Oh ok hey sis can I talk to you upstairs?" Asked Sam avoiding eye contact with his dad and sister Sophie shook her head yes. Sam followed his sister upstairs leaving there dad just standing there.

"What's up Sam I don't have any money for you to borrow, ok?" Stated Sophie she hated to give him money because he never paid her back.

"No I don't want any money I just wanted to talk," Sam sat on her bed she noticed the dildo laying on the bed. Damn she thought she forgot to hide that. Sam looked over where she was looking at and he noticed the cock. He picked it up he could tell his sister just finished because it was still wet with her juices.

"Hey give me that," Sophie grabbed the cock, got up, and locked her door.

"Where did you get that," asked Sam pointing at the cock.

"From Tina it was a birthday present she thought it would be funny because I'm still a virgin."

"Wait you are," asked a dumfounded Sam. He could not believe his sister was a virgin. She was hott. He was not a virgin anymore he only lost his a short time ago.

"Yes I am I waiting for somebody special,"

"Don't tell me your waiting for your wedding night,"

"No I'm not just somebody else,"

"OH,"

"What did you want to talk about?" Asked Sophie getting a little tired of this conversation she could not very well tell her brother that the person she is waiting for is their father. He would go nuts.

"Could I watch?" asked Sam very sheepish he did not know if she would let him.

"Watch what? While I play with myself,"

"Yeah to be honest I've never seen a girl play with her self,"

"But I know you're not a virgin,"

"Yeah well I have done it with... a guy. Now do not go and tell dad. I'm not gay it just sort of happened."

"What? How in the hell did it happen?" Asked Sophie getting very aroused by the conversation she was having. 

"I was drunk that's all I want to say about it,"

"Fine,"

Sophie looked at her brother wondering could she really masturbate in front of her brother. He looked like daddy at least in the face but in the body, it was completely different. Her dad was built like a linebacker and her brother was just tall and skinny. Do not get her wrong he has muscles but they are very lean. Sophie got up the nerve and took off her shirt she had no bra on so her tits bounced up and down on their own free will. Sam just looked at her tits as they bounced he did not have the nerve to touch them and he did not know if his sister would let him. Sophie stood up and took off her pj bottoms. She stood in front of her brother completely nude.

"Your beautiful sis you have an amazing body,"

"Thanks if I have to be naked so do you,"

"What,"

"You will be free to play with your self too,"

"Right," Sam took off his clothes a lot faster then his sister did but he left his boxers on.

"Your boxers too,"

"Fine," Sam kicked off his boxers and his semi-hard cock hung between his thighs.

"How big are you?" 

"Seven and half inches not as big as I want to be but I guess I have to live with it,"

Sophie just looked at her brother's cock growing bigger from her gaze. She new she was wet already from the talk. She reached down for her pussy and started to play with it. She avoided her clit on purpose so she could make this last. She always avoided her clit until she could not stand it any longer. Sam watched his sister play with her pussy noticing she was avoiding her clit.

"Why are you avoiding your clit don't you like to play with it?"

"I do but I wait till I can't wait any longer. Let us make a bet you do not touch your cock and I will not touch my clit until we cum but if we do. We have to do what ever the other person says to do. Ok?"

"Yeah ok," 

Sophie watched her brother sit on his hands so he would not touch his cock and she noticed that he watched where ever her hand went making sure it did not go near her clit. She already had an orgasm even before the bet but she was building up to her second one. She was getting very close to it. She could tell she was driving her brother nuts. 

Sophie heard a noise out side her door and motioned her brother to be quiet. She waited and did not hear the noise again; it must have been the cat. However, it actually was her dad peaking threw the air vent in the wall. He found that a couple weeks ago he could look into his daughter's room without being noticed. He saw both of his kids sitting on the bed completely nude. His daughter was playing with her self and his son was sitting on his hands so he would not touch his cock. He over heard the bet. He new his son could not resist touching his cock anymore then he could. Keith pulled out his cock and started to play with it.

Sam new he could not hold out much longer. His cock was rock hard and throbbing. He did not know what his sister would make him do, but he did not care. He grabbed his cock, started to rub it hard and fast he shot his cum all over his sister he redirected the aim, and some of it landed on her pussy. He new that she started to cum when his cum hit her, she just smiled in enjoyment. 

Sophie looked at her brother and said, "You lost."

"I know what do I have to do?" Said Sam sounding a little bit nervous and she could tell.

"I'll figure something out and tell you later tonight,"

"Fine I better get going before dad catches us,"

"Ok,"

"Wait can I...," Sam stopped he did not know if he had the nerve to ask his question.

"Touch me yeah I guess," Sam could not believe his ears his sister was actually going to let him touch her body. Sam reached over and grabbed one of her tits. He pinched the nipple and massaged the rest of the boob. His sister just watched him enjoying the feeling he was giving her. He stopped removed his hand and stood up and leaned over her and put her nipple in her mouth and bit softly until he heard her moan. He leaned up and kissed her on the lips a very soft kiss. He got dressed and left his sister on the bed. Keith hurried to his room when he saw his son getting ready to leave. He had another hard on just watching his son play with her tit and then kiss her.

Chapter 3: After dinner, the fun begins.

Pam arrived home to a very quiet house. She walked up stairs to see her husband on the bed with an erection. She dropped her purse on the chair and walked over to him. She gave him a kiss on his head and dropped down to her knees to take his cock into her waiting mouth. 

She kissed his cock head and then kissed him all over his cock. She moved her tongue to his head swirled it around tasting his pre-cum she moved her tongue up and down his shaft. She was fondling his balls squeezing them ever so gently. She moved her mouth to his balls she sucked one in and teased it with her tongue. While she was doing that, she was moving her hand up and down his shaft feeling the ridges and veins more pronounced then last time she gave him head. She moved her mouth back up to his head and slowly engulfed his cock until it hit the back of his throat. She moved up and down teasing him with her tongue and fondling his balls. She looked up into her husband's eyes and all she could see was lust. She increased her rhythm with her mouth and hand. She sucked harder gently nipping him on the head. He jumped in surprise but she new he liked it. He began to move with her. She could tell he was close. She grabbed his balls and squeezed. When she released she could feel him release his load even before she could taste it. When he was done, he pulled out and just looked at his lovely wife. She still had cum in her mouth she leaned up and kissed her husband pushing his cum into his mouth. He tasted it moving it around in his mouth shocking himself that he actually liked the taste. He pushed some back in her mouth so they both had some and then swallowed.

"How was your day dear?" asked his wife with a loving smile on her face.

"It just got better. That was amazing it was a nice hello." 

"I'm glad you liked it but know I have to go make dinner. Are the kids' home?"

"Yes their in their rooms,"

"Ok I'll go get Sophie so she can help me make dinner." Pam walked out of the room moving her hips back and forth giving a nice view for her husband.

The Willis family sat down to dinner all with smiles on their faces from there day activities. 

"How is everybody today," asked Pam

"Just fine," everybody said.

"Well ok then why don't we all go swimming after dinner then," said Pam.

"Um... mom it's cold outside and I don't have a bathing suit," replied Sophie wondering what her mom was thinking.

"Well I don't have one either we can just wear are underwear. Is everybody up for that?" Asked Pam hoping that they would all say yes because she knows her daughter has the hotts for her dad and that her son might be gay.

"Um sure," they all said the rest of dinner was silent. The kids got up and went to their rooms to get changed. Sophie tried to find a bra that was not that revealing but she could not find one. She picked a black bra and a lacy pair of black boy cut panties. 

Sophie went down to the pool and noticed her dad was already in the pool.

"Hi Dad, where's mom?" Asked Sophie when she stepped into the pool.

"Oh Sue called and asked if your mother could go over there and help with some stuff so I guess it's just us three."

Sophie looked over at her brother as he waded in. she wished that he would go away so she could be alone with her dad. She dove down into the pool watching her brother get closer to her dad and stopped to talk to him. She decided tonight was going to be the night she was going to have her dad. She swam up towards her dad. She looked her father in the eyes and kissed him. It shocked Keith at first that he did not respond but as his daughter kept kissing him, he started to respond. He ran his hands up down her small tight body. She shivered at his touch. He undid her bra. Her tits looked amazing in the moonlight. He saw his son just watching them. Keith ran his fingers down towards her ass and removed her panties so she was completely nude. Sophie broke the kiss, dove underneath the water, and removed his shorts. His cock hit Sophie on the top of her head. She gave it a little kiss.

She stepped away from her dad and swam towards her brother gave him a kiss. She reached down and pulled off his shorts.

"Every body needs to be naked," Laughed Sophie she smiled at her dad. Then she swam away. Keith followed her they reached the shallow end. Keith pressed against Sophie's back he felt her shiver. She shuddered as his hand ran over her breast. Waves of excitement flooded through her body as he squeezed gently. She bit her lip and moaned in ecstasy. Keith pulled his hand away he turned her head and kissed her deeply.

Sophie could feel her dad's cock rubbing against her ass. She tried to turn but her dad held her still.

"Dad I want to watch you can you please let me turn around,"

"I want you to beg for it baby. If you want it so bad you have to beg,"

"Oh daddy please fuck me put your cock in my tight virgin pussy. Oh please I need it so bad."

Keith was shocked that his daughter was still a virgin. He let her turn around.

"Sam come over here and help me," Sophie was shocked that her dad wanted Sam to help him.

"Hold her up Sam. Honey are you ready?" Keith asked his daughter shook her head yes. He motioned her to sit on his lap while he moved his cock to her pussy. He got the head in and he gently eased the rest of it in. until he met some resistance. She really was telling the truth. He pulled back out and then rammed it all the way in. Sophie cried out in pain. The water around them turned a soft shade of pink. It took Sophie a couple of minutes to actually feel the pleasure of it all. After a while, she was moaning in ecstasy. Her brother decided her wanted some of her too. He put his cock head on her lips. She drew it in her mouth. Her brother started to face fuck her in time with his dad. 

Pam came home to see the scene in the pool. She got out the camcorder and started to record the scene. She new her daughter would like to see this after the fact. 

Sophie lay in bed later that night reliving the night's events. She decided that tonight was the best ever. She could not wait to do it again.



Sophie and her Daddy Pt. 02



Chapter 4: Surprises

It has been a whole week and Sophie has not seen her dad. Keith went away on a business trip to L.A... In addition, she really was missing him. All she has had to please herself is her dildo and her hands, but it was not the same. As feeling her father's cock moving inside of her. Making her cum more then she has ever had. They have only been together that one time, but she has dreamed of it every night since. She heard her brother come home and storm off to his room slamming his door. She did not dare try to seduce him in having sex with her. She did not know how he felt about that night. She did not know what her dad thought. He left the next morning for his trip. She heard a knock at her door.

"Come in," yelled Sophie.

"Hi dear, there is someone downstairs waiting for you," Said her mom with a smile on her face. Could it be her dad, but then why would Pam be smiling about it. Sophie got up and followed her down the stairs. Sophie walked into the living room and saw Mark. The person she has wanted to go out with for months now. Mark is a year older then her but still in high school. He turned nineteen about three months ago. He is about 6'2, black wavy hair and deep green eyes.

"Hello Sophie," Mark said smiling showing off his gorgeous dimples. 

Sophie did not believe this. She has liked him but she did not think that he liked her.

"Hi Mark," Sophie said shyly. 

"Are you ready?" Asked Mark with a smile.

"Ready for what," Sophie asked having no idea what he wanted or meant.

"For our date did your brother not tell you, by the look on your face I guess not."

"Um no he didn't, hold on I'll be right back." Sophie ran upstairs to change and yell at her brother. Sophie stormed into her brother's room. 

"Sam why didn't you tell me that Mark asked me out," yelled Sophie while watching her brother stroke his cock.

"Don't you know how to knock; well I didn't tell you because well I thought he was asking me," replied Sam not looking at his sister.

"Well I could have told you he's not gay, but maybe I'll find something for you for being a jerk." Sophie said and left but before she did, she leaned down and kissed her brother's cock.

"I'm ready," Sophie smiled and walked out the door.

Mark took Sophie to dinner then back to his place. His parents where gone so he did not have to worry about his parents coming home and ruining the night. He could not wait to get Sophie in bed he heard that she is still a virgin and he loved popping cherries. 

Sophie new what he wanted. She hoped that he was not thinking that he was going to pop any cherries her dad and her brother took care of all them a week ago. Sophie reached the couch and sat down. Mark sat down next her and started kissing her. Sophie reached over and put her hand on his growing cock. She could not believe it he was huge. She decided to make the first move. She started to tug on his shirt until he took it off. She looked into his eyes. He glanced down at her chest until she got the hint. She took off her shirt and then her bra. As soon as her tits where free, he grabbed one and put it in his mouth. He bit her nipple rather hard and Sophie pushed him away. 

"You don't need to be so ruff," Sophie said while glaring in his eyes.

Mark pushed her down on the couch and yanked off her skirt and panties in one swift move.

"Mark what are you doing?" Yelled Sophie getting a little nervous at his movements, he did not answer her question he just stood up and removed the rest of his clothes. Sophie looked down at his cock it was bigger then her dad's and Sam's she could not believe it. If this were under different circumstances, she would love this. She reached for her purse and pulled out her cell phone and it three.

"I'm going to pop that cherry of yours,"

"I'm not a virgin any more Mark please stop," Sophie looked at her cell phone and saw that she was connected to her brother's phone. She hoped that he could hear her and Mark. 

Mark was pissed off that she was not a virgin any more.

"Who then," yelled Mark plunging his cock into her in one swift plunge. Sophie screamed in pain. Mark kept thrusting in her until it actually started to feel good. She looked over at the doorway and saw her brother standing there. Rubbing his cock threw his pants. Sophie looked her brother in the eye.

"Don't cum any closer," Sophie said hoping her brother got the hint. Mark just looked at her.

"Mark I have an idea can we go to your bedroom?" Mark nodded yes and picked Sophie up with his cock still imbedded inside her. Mark walked into his room and threw Sophie on his bed. His cock popped out halfway to his room. Sophie noticed he had handcuffs and ties on his nightstand table.

"Can I tie you up so I can ride you like a horse,"

"Oh yeah do you have any cherries?" Asked Mark.

"I'll tell you as soon as I tie you up," Sophie said with a mischievous smile on her face.

Sophie finished tying him up and walked out of the room Mark yelled at her to come back.

"I'll be right back you just lay there and think about me,"

Sophie walked back downstairs where her brother was. He was sitting on the couch stroking his cock.

"Here let me help," Sophie squatted between Sam's legs. She grabbed his cock and started licking him up and down his shaft. She slowly inserted his cock into her mouth. She licked the head and slowly deep throated him. Sam grabbed her head and pulled her away from him.

"Sam what are you doing,"

"No offense sis I don't want your mouth can I have your ass," 

"Yeah sure but be quick because Mark's upstairs,"

Sam got up and turned his sister so her ass was in front of his face. He licked and kissed her ass hole. He grabbed some lotion off the table where he put it when Sophie and Mark left. He lubed up his cock. He put his cock at the entrance of her hole he pushed until he got the head in and then he slammed the rest all the way in. Sophie yelped in pain but he did not care. He was paying her back because she took the person he has wanted for months.

"OH Sam yeah harder yeah oh god your going to make me cum, oh yeah that's the spot right there." Sam new he was close he started to thrust harder and faster.

"Oh god sis here it comes," Sophie could feel cum shooting up her ass. She felt him pull out. She reached around, grabbed his softening cock, and pulled him after her.

"Sis what are you doing,"

"You wanted Mark well lets see he's handcuffed to the bed and I'm going to blind fold him. You just have to ride him can you do that?"

"Yeah you really want me to take him,"

"Duh he's nice but he was a jerk to me all he wanted to do was pop my cherry which I don't have any anymore."

Sophie ran upstairs and blindfolded Mark he did not seem to care. She grabbed his semi-hard cock and started jacking him off. Until he was hard, Sophie motioned to her brother to step on the bed. Sam straddled Mark facing him and plunged down he grimaced in pain but he did not care. Mark started to thrust into Sam.

"Damn Sophie you are tight," yelled mark while thrusting in harder and faster. Sophie just smiled because she could tell that Sam was enjoying the fuck. Mark was really getting in to it. She got back up on the bed and put her pussy over Mark's mouth. She grabbed her brother's cock and started to fondle it. It took Mark a couple minutes to realize that he was not fucking Sophie but somebody else and that Sophie has put her pussy over his mouth. He wondered whom he was fucking.

Sophie removed the blindfold but all Mark could see was Sophie's pussy. He kept thrusting into the tight hole he really wanted to know who he was fucking. He felt Sophie shifting on the bed and then he saw her get up and hold him down. He looked at whom he was fucking. He was shocked it was Sam, Sophie's twin brother. 

"What the fuck," Mark yelled he could not believe he was fucking a guy, but he did have to admit that it was the tightest hole he has ever fucked even virgin ones. Mark gave up trying to get away he just enjoyed the fuck.

Later that night. 

Sophie was lying in bed when she heard her dad come home. It was after midnight. She got up from bed, went to the hallway, and saw her dad just reaching the hallway. She motioned to him to come into her room. He obeyed. He walked into her room and she shut the door and locked it behind her. 

"Hi honey how was your day,"

"Lonely I have missed you all week,"

Keith kissed his daughter on the lips not a father, daughter kiss but as a lover. He got up and left.

"Daddy," Sophie pleaded.

"Later sweets, but I have to go see your mother. She's going out of town tomorrow Sam, and you and me will play when she leaves."

Sophie laid back down dreaming of tomorrow with her dad and brother, which seems that all she ever dreams about lately.