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Melissa

By: Patrick



I guess it was an ordinary enough intersection incident, I pulled to a halt in my small car and checked that the road ahead was clear then started forward, only to see from the corner of my eye a car suddenly appear around the nearby bend going extremely fast, so I pulled to a halt again. Unfortunately the car behind me didn't react as quickly and crunched into the rear end of my car. Damage was only minor on both vehicles, so it didn't take long for us to exchange names and numbers etc. and continue on our journeys, both, no doubt, still cursing the car that had suddenly appeared to create the unfortunate accident. But the incident was emotionally upsetting, and as soon as I arrived home I rang my dad to tell him what had happened, and promptly burst into tears.

Well dad was so concerned that he immediately announced that he was driving down to be with me, and although I argued that it wasn't necessary and that I was really unhurt and ok, he wouldn't listen and told me to expect him in a couple of hours. When I put the phone down I felt surprisingly cheerful, I had always loved my dad very much and had often missed him since I had left home to find my own way in the big wide world. Twenty six now and quite successful as a writer in the advertising industry, he still had the ability to make me feel like a little girl eager for his attention and his love. I guess that was because he had raised my sister and me on his own after mom had died when I was barely in my teens.

I rushed around the apartment and quickly tidied up and made things presentable, it was just as well that it had two bedrooms as I knew dad would have to stay over, it was just too far to drive down and home again this late, so I also made up the spare bed.

It seemed like no time at all before the bell rang and I opened the door and he was standing there smiling at me, small bag in hand. God he looked so handsome still with his curly silvery hair and unusually healthy tan, and when he smiled, well it was like the sun suddenly shining into my life, and with a cry I flung my arms around his neck and hugged him. He chuckled as he dropped the bag and wrapped his arms around me and hugged me close, "Well, nothing wrong with your strength, Melissa, but I do need to breathe occasionally!" he said.

"Oh dad, you didn't have to come, I'm alright, really I am" I stammered, my face feeling suddenly flushed after the embrace.

"Maybe so" he said, then grinned, "but sometimes reaction sets in later and I thought it best if I was on hand, anyway, it was just the excuse I needed to get off my backside and come down and see you. How long has it been?"

I thought a moment, "Wow, well over a year" I said, with surprise, "But it only seems like yesterday" then I realized we were still standing in the open doorway, and with a laugh I ushered him in. "I've made something to eat, I'm sure you'll be hungry after that drive" I added.

"Well, I can't deny I'm a little hungry, so why don't you tell me all about your little kiss with that strange man on your way home while we eat" he said , with a grin.

"Oh you" I said, lightly hitting him on the shoulder, "You know I wouldn't kiss anyone but you" and I reached up and brushed my lips lightly over his, bringing a smile and a decided flush to his bronzed face. So we moved to the kitchen area and I told him all that had happened, finding myself becoming surprisingly emotional as I retold it, and I realized he might be right about a belated reaction setting in. He was happy that there wasn't much damage to the car, and insisted that he'd cover anything that the insurance company wouldn't, and even though I argued with him and reminded him that I was grown up now and well able to look after myself, he was quite adamant, and eventually I had to let him have his way.

He grinned when I sighed and gave in, "After all Melissa, it's about the only way I have left to show you how much I care!", and that comment really choked me up, it was so typical of him, that caring loving way that he'd shown us all through our lives, one of the reasons why I'd fallen in love with him at a very early age. That might seem a strange thing to say, but it was quite true, I really had fallen in love with him when I was about 14 and it had grown and grown ever since. There were times when it filled me so much I wanted to grab him and ravish him!

I flushed at that thought, remembering all the times I'd lain in bed and fantasized about just such a scenario, stroking myself and making myself cum just thinking about him and me together. Of course it never happened, it was all part of a teenage girl's vivid imagination, and overexcited hormones! But I flushed as I stared at him across the table and realized those same hormones were playing tricks on me again.

I must have been looking a bit strangely at him, because he shifted uncomfortably and asked what the matter was. I shook myself out of my reverie and assured him I was ok and would he like to go and watch some TV while I washed up. "Oh no" he said, rising to his feet and picking up the plates and taking them to the sink, "We'll do them together like we always used to, you wash and I dry", and I almost glowed as I moved alongside him, and started to fill the sink. Yes, just like old times, me and dad standing shoulder to shoulder and feeling so warm and comfortable with each other, laughing and joking and being silly and occasionally splashing each other with water, I was almost sorry when it was over and we moved into the lounge room. I put on the TV and got us both a drink and we sat alongside each other on the couch and watched some of the news broadcasts - so depressing, so full of madness and mayhem - and then some light comedies. By 9.30 I was almost falling asleep, curled up on the couch with my feet beneath me, lounging against dad's broad shoulders, enjoying his closeness and feeling totally comfortable. He tapped me lightly on the shoulder, and I jerked awake, "Think it's time you went off to bed young lady, you've had a traumatic day and sleep will do you good" he whispered.

I straightened up and knuckled the sleep out of my eyes, "Mmmm you're right dad, I do feel tired, you'll be ok if I go in?"

"Of course sweetheart" he said, and brushed his lips over my forehead, "I'll just watch a little more TV and perhaps have another drink and I'll follow you in"

A sudden shudder swept through me at his words, although I knew he didn't mean them literally, so I pecked him quickly on the cheek and rose from the couch and wandered over to the corridor leading to the bedroom, feeling his eyes on me. I straightened up and tried to put an extra wiggle into my walk, and almost thought I heard a sharp intake of breath, and was it my imagination , or could I really feel his eyes burning into my swaying ass? I chuckled to myself as I walked to my bedroom, stripped off my clothes and fell into bed. I did think of putting on a nightdress, but I really couldn't be bothered, so I slipped naked between my satin sheets, shivering slightly at the sudden cold, but quickly warming up. My last thought was of my handsome, bronzed daddy sitting in the lounge room, protecting me from all the monsters of the night, then I was asleep.

I don't know how long I was asleep, or what time it was when I awoke, but I did so suddenly, hearing the echo of a cry and not realizing it was my own, but I was shaking from head to toe. I had the momentary vivid recall that I'd been dreaming of the accident, hearing again that sickening crunch as the car hit me, feeling the sudden jerk forward, then back. Although we had both been going slow, and the impact wasn't very hard, there was still that horrible crunching noise, and that's what I was hearing now as I sat up in bed, shaking like a leaf.

The door of my bedroom pushed open, allowing some light from the corridor to spill inside, and before I even realized it, dad was there beside me, his arms around me, rocking me back and forth, "It's ok, baby, daddy's here now, no need to be afraid" he whispered.

"Oh daddy" I cried, " I could hear it again, it was horrible, that crunching grinding noise, and the jerk forward and back, oh daddy", and I burst into tears, deep sobs wracking my body, and he held me and rocked me and talked soothingly to me, and it was like there was no one else and nothing else in the whole world, just his beautiful warm arms around me, holding me close, stroking his hands up and down my back, my naked back.

It was that realization that jerked me out of it, the realization that his warm hands were stroking up and down my naked back, that my naked breasts were pressing into his chest, and that his chest was naked too. I swallowed another sob and shifted slightly, and felt my nipple brush across the hair on his chest, and shuddered. He must have thought I was shuddering because of the nightmare, because he held me even closer, then tipped my head up and brushed his lips across my forehead, down over my cheeks and across my lips, "It's ok baby, daddy's here, daddy loves you, daddy will look after you" he said, and I groaned into his throat as I buried my face there once again. Then a shiver ran through me, and he pulled away slightly, thinking I was starting to feel cold, "Best get under the covers Melissa, keep yourself warm" he said, then I heard the sharp intake of breath as his movement had caused the light from the corridor to fall on me, and for the first time he became consciously aware that I was naked, The light was clearly displaying my firm, high breasts, with their hard swollen nipples, and for a long moment I made no attempt to move, no attempt to get under the sheets, I was watching his eyes drinking in my breasts, and feeling suddenly very, very conscious of myself, and my nakedness, and loving every moment of it.

Then I lay down and lifted the covers up over me, concealing my nakedness, but at the same time reached out and took hold of his arm, "Oh daddy don't leave me, stay with me, please"

He gulped slightly, and I could see the flush on his face, even in the dim light, "Ok, baby" he whispered hoarsely, "If that's what you want, I'll stay as long as you like"

My heart leaped at that statement, and I squirmed deeper into my bed, "But I don't want you to get cold daddy, here, put the covers over you too, then you can hold me properly", and I lifted the sheet up and half wrapped it over his body, causing him to topple slightly until he was half lying down, then I slid my arms around his neck and held on for dear life.

His initial reaction was to squirm silently in my arms to release himself, but all that did, was push our bodies together and it was my turn to gasp as I suddenly realized that he was every bit as naked as I was. He knew immediately what I'd become aware of, and a deep groan came from him, "I'm sorry, Melissa" he stammered, "I heard you scream and I didn't think, I just rushed in and forgot that I hadn't bothered with pajamas, I'll leave, I'll..."

I didn't let him finish, I wrapped my arms more firmly around him and held him close, "Oh no you don't, I need you right here, right now" I said, " anyway", I giggled, "I'm naked too"

He groaned again, even louder, "I know that, god I know that only too well" he blurted out, and I grinned, deciding to tease him a little.

"Oh, and don't you like holding your naked daughter? Aren't I pretty enough for you? Don't you like the feel of my breasts pressing into you?" I whispered, squirming against him.

"Melissa!" he croaked

"Well, I like holding my naked daddy, I think he's beautiful, and I like the feel of his big cock thrusting against me" I whispered again , a little surprised at my own daring.

"MELISSA!!" this time his voice reflected genuine shock.

"Well" I said with a slight whimper, "You can't deny it's thrusting into me, can you?"

He groaned again, and I felt a shudder run through him, "No, and I'm sorry" he stammered, "I guess I'm not as strong as I ought to be, your beautiful body has been driving me wild all night, can you ever forgive me?"

"Oh daddy, you do like me, you do think I'm pretty" I almost wailed.

"Pretty?" he stammered again, "My god, you're not just pretty, you're absolutely beautiful"

"Oh Daddy" I cried and crushed him to me, my lips searching out his and mashing onto them tight. I felt the initial reaction, the struggle to pull away, but I held on tight, and slowly but surely he began to melt, and his lips started to respond to mine, and his hand moved around to my back and he started to stroke me again, and we were finally kissing, like two turned on, horny adults normally kiss, hotly and passionately!

And I felt his hands slide from my back onto the swell of my ass cheeks and begin to cup and caress them, and I writhed in his arms, causing his already swollen cock to swell even more and slip between my legs to brush over my throbbing pussy, and I groaned with delight, dropping my own hands from his neck to stroke his back and ass cheeks too. Oh god, a million dreams and fantasies came flooding back, and I writhed harder against him, at last my daddy was in my arms, naked, loving me.

Then he pulled his lips from mine and looked deep into my eyes in the faint light from the corridor, and I knew this was the moment of truth, the moment that would decide everything. I could almost see the struggle going on inside his head, and I held my breath, hoping. Then a shiver seemed to run from one end of his body to the other, like a rippling wave, and with a soft sigh, he bent his head and ran his lips over my upthrusting breasts, and that same rippling shiver ran through my body too, bringing it to a new state of readiness. Oh yes, oh god yes. I pulled away slightly, giving his lips room to move over my breasts, and felt the thrill burning through me as his tongue moved slowly around each nipple, making it swell and stiffen even more, then he took each one into his mouth and sucked them softly, and it was as if he was sucking my soul out through my nipples, such a feeling of bliss I'd never experienced before.

And I whispered hotly into his ear, "Oh yes, daddy, please, make love to me, I've wanted it for so long"

He lifted his head and gazed into my eyes again, "Oh yes" he whispered, "I've wanted that for so long too" he said softly.

"But you never said, you never did, why?' I asked.

He smiled, looking like a little boy caught with his finger in the cookie jar, "I guess it didn't seem right" he said.

"Because you're my father?" I asked, and he nodded, "And now?" I asked.

He shuddered again, "Now, you're the most beautiful, most exciting, most sexy woman I've ever met, and I want you like I've never wanted anyone else, and I couldn't stop even if I wanted to" he said, and I grinned up at him.

"Mmmm , I like the idea that you can't stop" I said, and reached between us and started to stroke his cock, "Because I want this in me, I want it filling me up, I want it forever!"

It was as if my words and my actions unlocked the last vestige of restraint, the last echo of reluctance and inhibition, and he was loving me, slowly and gently but with mounting passion, his hands, lips and tongue seeking out every part of my body, lifting me to levels of arousal that I'd only ever dreamed of before. His lips turned my breasts into mountains of fire, then spread that fire down my body to my eager pussy where it erupted into molten lava, time and time again. His tongue teased and caressed my swollen clit until I thought it too was going to explode, and I moaned and cried out my bliss into the silent night, "Oh yes, daddy, that's so good, don't stop, touch me more, take me higher, make me yours"

Then I felt the head of his beautiful cock brush against my pussy lips and my whole body shuddered in anticipation. And then it slowly, ever so slowly, filled me up and filled me up and kept on filling me up, until I felt it was consuming my whole body. I vibrated to the throb of his massive cock as he held it deep inside me unmoving, and it was as if we both held our breath, conscious only of the deep throb pulsating through our bodies, and then he pulled it back until only the tip was still inside, and I moaned, low and long and arched upward, seeking more of his beautiful rod. Then suddenly he rammed home, shafting his red hot cock to the hilt in my steaming pussy, searing the tight walls, exploding the breath from my body, "Oh yes, Oh yes, Oh yes" I cried and bucked and heaved against him.

His cock thrust and thrust again, faster and faster, deeper and deeper, harder and harder, and my body responded, shaking and shuddering wildly, gripping and stroking his raging cock, driving him to even greater wildness, "Oh god, Melissa" he cried, "So tight, so hot, I've waited so long, I want you, I want you, I want you"

And he pounded into me, and I experienced bliss as waves and waves of pleasure raced through my body, and I only distantly felt the urgent touch of his lips and tongue on my super sensitive breasts and nipples. It was if I'd been transported to another world, a world where all that existed was my daddy's beautiful cock plunging it's burning fire into my soul, and my body seemed to split into a million pieces as another explosion rocked it.

"Oh god Melissa, I can't hold back" he cried, "I'm cumming, daddy's cumming"

"Yes, yes" I screamed, "Cum in me daddy, fill me with your seed, fill me with your hot juices, cum in me now"

"Aaaaaarg, cuuuuuuuummmmmmiiiinnngg" he screamed as he rammed his big cock into me deeper than ever before, and I felt it swell and explode into a fountain of boiling hot liquid, pouring into my overheated pussy like a river of volcanic lava, searing my pussy walls, filling me to overflowing. And my own body arched and froze, then dissolved into a shuddering, juddering explosion of it's own, cascading my own red hot lava over his thrusting cock, and we both wailed and clawed at each other and screamed. Oh wow, I'd never experienced anything like it, and it seemed as if he was feeling the same way as he poured out his years of yearning into my shuddering body, and cried out time and time again, "Yes, oh god yes, cccan't stop, so, so, oh GOD!!"

Then his thrusts began to diminish, and for a moment I thought I felt tears on my shoulders as he whispered my name, over and over again, "Melissa, oh, my darling Melissa"

And I held him close, whispering back, "Daddy, oh darling daddy", and I held him, and held him, and kept his softening cock deep inside me as we rocked back and forth, enjoying the last echoes of our passion as it vibrated through our bodies. My dream was no longer a dream, it had finally happened, and it was so much more than I had ever anticipated, so right, so perfect in every way, and I tilted his face back and brushed my lips over it and gazed into his eyes, and knew that this wasn't the end, that our loving wouldn't stop here. We'd broken the barriers of our fears and would never go back, and I thrilled to that thought as I felt his beautiful cock start to harden inside me again, and I smiled at him, and he returned my smile, "I can't wait to taste you" I whispered, "To feel your cock explode in my mouth, the way it just did in my pussy", and a shudder ran through him, and his cock lurched into life, and we both grinned even wider.

"Melissa", he whispered.

"Daddy", I replied.

And we loved again, and again, and again, until dawn's pale light crept into the room and caressed our entwined bodies. Mmmmmm such a night, such a beautiful, special night.

Melissa



The following story is dedicated to the lady who inspired it.

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After posting a few stories on the web I managed to attract a small following of fans and fellow writers. Most of these folks were just great people who loved to express themselves in the relative anonymity of cyberspace. Being one of the people who enjoyed the anonymity I was careful to use a pseudonym whenever I responded to my fan mail.

Occasionally, though, I would meet someone whom I felt that I could trust and I would open up and tell them my real name. I managed to make some very good friends and, overall, I have no regrets about what I do. Someone else, though, decided to take advantage of my trust.

Melissa was a 20 year-old law student from Princeton who wrote some wonderfully detailed stories about her rape fantasies. I liked her stories because they always seemed to have the happy ending that I liked to include in my own stories whenever it made sense to do so. After a year of writing back and forth Melissa admitted to me that she really wanted me to act out one of her fantasies with me. Of course, I was flattered. Who wouldn't be? She was a charming and attractive young lady with a magnetically glorious personality. Truth be told, though, I felt that she needed someone closer to her own age. I guess I'm really traditional when I stop to think about it and I didn't want to have a short-term relationship based on just sex. I wanted more. I wanted to make a life with someone and I really felt that Melissa should make a life with someone herself. And not some guy who was going to be creeping into retirement just as her adult life got into high gear.

I told her what I felt and she never said another word about it. I figured that she had let it go.

Three weeks ago I came home from work, parked the car, got my mail, opened the front door...and then my whole world went black.

I woke up tied naked and spread-eagle to my bed with one hell of a headache. It took me a while to get my wits about me and then I realized that I had been knocked out somehow. 

"Hello? Hell-lo?"

No one answered. I thought I heard something downstairs.

"Any fucking body down there?" 

No answer.

"I'm right here."

My heart about went into vapor lock when she...it was a she...whispered into my ear. Totally scared the shit out of me. Still gets my heart racing just thinking about it.

"Wha...what the f...who is it?"

I strained to turn my head to see who it was but my neck was secured with a collar of some sort and she was just out of my line of vision.

"C'mon, you know who it is, don't 'cha?"

I felt a feathery touch across my forehead that gave me goosebumps all over.

"Ooooh, you like me touching you. I knew you would."

Her voice was very calm and pleasant for someone who had knocked me out, stripped me naked, and hogtied me in my own bed. I didn't know the voice, but her words were somehow...familiar.

"I know you, don't I?"

She chuckled,

"Give the man a prize, Johnny!!"

She walked into my sight.

"Melissa? How the hell did you find me?"

Thinking about it, most people would have demanded to be untied, threatened to call the cops or some such crap. Me? I wonder how she found me.

"Hey, fifty bucks off my credit card and I had everything on you off the Internet in just 24 hours."

Traitorous fucking computers.

"So what's the point here, Melissa? What the hell is this all about?"

Another sly chuckle.

"C'mon, can't you figure this out? You're the big Mr. Writes-a-lot, you tell me why I'd break into your house after stalking you, tie you up naked, and then stand here gloating?"

Shit. This was from one of my stories. One of my stories that Melissa told me she loved.

"You're here to RAPE me? You gotta be kidding? Melissa, this is not going to happen, okay? Just let me go and we'll forget all about this, okay?"

I saw the smile and the chuckle about to start...

"NO MORE GODDAMN LAUGHING AT ME! LET ME GO!"

She walked right up and slapped me hard. Damned hard. Her eyes narrowed and she leaned in close enough to kiss me.

"I'm not going to rape you. You're going to rape me."

With that she spun around and strode purposefully from my bedroom.

It's not often that I'm at a loss for words, but I was right then. All of the obvious thoughts ran through my mind, foremost being: how was I going to rape her if I was the one who was all tied up? What was I missing?

About fifteen minutes later I had my answer. Melissa walked into the room wearing the most beautiful ankle-length satin negligee. Her bare shoulders were ivory white against the midnight blue of the satin. Her well-proportioned breasts hung just perfectly and her nipples were clearly poking out the heavy fabric. Truly, I had underestimated just how beautiful she was. All of the pictures that she had sent me on the web really didn't do her justice. Pictures are great, mind you, but they never are able to communicate the sensual complexity of a person. And here was Melissa in all of her complex and sensual glory. Trussed-up and pissed-off as I was, she still managed to make me gasp as I took in her sublime beauty. 

"I'm not so bad, am I?"

She walked to the bed and sat down, casually resting one hand on my belly...tantalizingly close to my crotch. I fought off the almost autonomic reaction of my body as I felt a stirring with her delicate touch. 

"You've said no to me and I'm not going to take no for an answer. You will take me and I promise you that I won't be able to stop when I get done with you."

As she was speaking she had cleverly leaned into me and snapped a gag into my mouth just as I was about to tell her that this might not be a good idea.

"Enough talk. I think it's time you had a little special attention."

I couldn't do anything other than watch as she leaned into my crotch and took my soft cock into her mouth. I really did try to fight off the feeling, really, but her mouth was just bewitching to me. Her tongue caressed my shaft and even teased the very tip of it for all of maybe ten seconds before it solidified with lust. Still, even betrayed by my body, I tried to resist her lovely charms and I held still, silent, as if I were barely interested.

She looked up at me and our eyes met as she sucked me like a lollipop. The sight of her pretty eyes was almost sad and I wanted to reach out to hold her, but then I averted my gaze just a scant inch lower and the innocent eyes were contrasted by the lascivious lips that were torturing my poor cock.

She kept on looking at me as she did the most amazing things to my body. Not being able to hold her or control, in any way, what she was doing began to turn me on. I tentatively humped into her mouth just a little.

"You like it, don't you?"

Principles, shminciples. I was getting the best blowjob of my whole life and I was NOT about to tell her to stop now!

I nodded my agreement.

"Too bad."

She sat up and straddled me with my throbbing cock rubbing up against her satin covered belly.

"Do you still think you won't rape me?"

I sighed and then shook my head to say no.

She clearly thought about it for a moment. Then she lifted her negligee over my cock and held it between the satin and her smooth, naked belly. Slowly, she began to grind her pelvis against me as she held my cock to her body. 

"Mmmmmmm...you're so hard...you want me...unhhhh...don't you?"

I about blew my rocks right then and there. Her voice, her body, what she was doing all conspired to be the ultimate erotic experience of my life. I started to lose myself in the moment and I could feel my balls tighten with a familiar sensation...

"Oh, no, you don't!" She gave a little laugh as she rose up off of me.

"Not so fast there, Mr. Minuteman! You have a lot of work ahead of you before you get to do that."

I moaned my frustrations into the gag.

"Hmmm, I need a moment to think."

Melissa sat back and held her chin in one hand as she looked at the ceiling. Her other hand, meanwhile, busied itself with teasing my sack with her fingernails. The touch of her nails across my balls was even more electrifying than the blowjob, if you can imagine that! This torture went on for many long minutes and I betrayed myself again as I tried to hump my cock into her hand. After all of her attentions to me, I really needed to get off.

"Nope, not yet."

She let go of my balls and got back on top of me, straddling me just above my waist so that my cock was just out of reach of her tender body.

"I think you might be ready for a kiss, are you?"

I nodded 'yes' and she leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. Then she kissed me again and started kissing me wildly all over my neck and cheeks, she even tried to slip her tongue between my lips and the gag in her frenzy. While she was kissing me she had to arch her back to lean into me and my cock teasingly met her satin-covered bottom. She rubbed her ass up and down my shaft and quickly settled into a rhythm that was damnably close to fucking. 

I needed her and I was going to go crazy if I didn't get her.

"Yeah...you want me...I can feel it..."

She sat up on me and lifted the negligee off of her body and tossed it off to the side of the bed. Melissa was naked in front of me and I could not believe that just hours before I didn't want her! Here I was having to be sexually tortured by this lovely woman before I could allow myself to want her in every way.

She leaned in to kiss me and, oh man, as she did she backed her wonderful wet pussy up against my hungry cock. She was careful not to let me have more than just the tip of my cock teasingly poke at her crevice. She would slide down my cock and pin it between her legs and then she'd slide right back up it until I could feel her wetness on my shaft.

The frustration I was feeling was unreal.

And then she stopped.

"I'm so sorry. This was really not a good idea. I just can't get myself in the mood to do this to you."

She sat up and got off of me and I screamed with anger and frustration into the damned gag.

"Oh, crap, I'm so sorry! Here, let me untie you."

She got the gag out of my mouth first and didn't even look at me as she undid my wrists and ankles. Finally, I was free.

She sat down next to me again, her naked breasts rising and falling with each breath. 

"I'm sorry. I really am. I hope you can forgive me."

"I'll live."

I got up and walked around the bed just as she stood up. Her timing couldn't have been better. I walked right up to her as she stood looking at me like a deer in the highbeams.

"What...?"

As I reached for her she instinctively crossed her arms over her breasts and screamed as I seized her by the shoulders and tossed her onto the bed.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

It was music to my ears. 

She scrambled to get off of the bed.

"GODAMMIT STAY STILL!!!!"

I surprised myself with that one!

I rolled her onto her back and she stared up at me with eyes filled with fear.

"You don't fuck with me all day and then think you can just walk away! You owe me!"

She knew what was coming.

"No...really..." she said as she flailed about, trying to escape me, "I really don't want to, I'm so sorry I teased you, really! Please...no..."

I finally got between her legs and fell with all of my weight, pinning her into the bed. 

"Melissa, I am going to fuck your BRAINS OUT!"

My cock easily found her wetted pussy and slipped in just a bit in the first stoke. I bit into her neck with my savagely pent-up lust and I withdrew to start again.

"Patrick...no...the condom...I'm not ready...not like this..."

Her scream was exquisite as I impaled her to her depths in one quick stroke. I saw a tear in her eye as the animal in my soul took over and I began to pound myself into her body with a fury. It wasn't even a minute that I was enjoying her body when I felt the first tingle in my balls. I slowed down just enough to be able to think for a moment.

"Patrick...no...don't come in me...no...stop.."

That did it. 

I buried my cock into her body until I felt the tip nestle against the hard nub of her cervix and then I ground it into her, trying to get in even deeper.

"Unnhhhh...nooooo....Patrickkkk...."

Melissa exploded with a fury of her own and she bucked under me like a wild mare...I thought she was trying to get me off of her, trying to get me out of her body before it was too late.

Her legs spread wide right as my cock swelled up and spewed my pent-up seed deep into her wonderful belly. I couldn't stop humping her, even for a moment, as more and more of my seed poured into her body.

Completely spent and covered in sweat, I collapsed on top of her. A part of me wondered how mad she was going to be at me for not stopping when she told me to. I set the thought aside and decided to enjoy these last few lingering moments with my softening, tired cock buried in her lovely body. 

Melissa surprised me a little when she lovingly wrapped her arms around me and held me tightly.

I heard her draw a deep breath...

"I told you I could get you to rape me!"



Melissa a Fox in Socks



The phone rang and I picked it up saying, "Hello."

I heard the sexiest "Hi Roger."

I had not talked to Melissa in six months. She and I had both been traveling on business. As soon as I heard her sweet voice I thought of the last time we had seen each other. It had been a weekend – oh la, la, la.

Melissa asked me how I was doing. I told her fine. She then asked me if I wanted to come over tonight? I thought to myself, she is a great fuck and it's been awhile. Besides I really like her. I said, "I was free tonight."

She said, "Good – 7 PM for dinner. I want you to stay tonight with me."

I knew it would be a good night for sex. I said, "I have an excellent bottle of white."

Melissa answered, "Great, we're having risotto with scallops."

Melissa knew what I liked to do sexually. I had no doubt tonight would be good. It was 3:30. I had to finish a report and e-mail it, take a shower and make a few calls. I decided to finish the report as it was almost done. Twenty minutes later the report was on its way to New York.

I made the three calls I needed to do. I got up and stripped my clothes off. My dick was still flaccid although thinking about Melissa would soon have me hard. One reason Melissa liked sex with me was my size. She loved my 11 inches in her mouth, ass and cunt. I was anxious to have sex in all three locations.

I turned the hot water on. I stroked my cock, but I didn't want to cum. It felt good massaging my cock thinking about her sucking me off. Coming close to cumming would get me ready for tonight. I fully expected her to fuck me before dinner.

I shaved all my pubes. I love soaping my balls and running the razor over them. My balls are large and all I could think of was her sucking each one as she stroked my dick. 

The last time I had them shaved was by Rod in Rome. A wonderful night of sex followed with him. Both Melissa and I are bi-sexual. I still prefer a woman, but can be very comfortable with a man in bed.

When I was done I got out of the shower and started drying off. My dick had started losing its erection, but I felt great. It was now 5:45.

I selected clothes I knew she would like. Kaki pants, a shirt that had an open neck. Slip on shoes and thin white socks. Neither of us liked underwear and always wore thin, sexy white socks.

I combed my hair, put on my watch, ring, items in my pockets including my Blackberry. I had put the wine in the fridge to begin chilling previously.

I decided I had time to walk to Melissa's. I left knowing I would get there about ten till seven. I thought about her on the way, wondering what she had been doing for the past six months.

I stopped for some dessert at a bakery along the way. When I got to her building the doorman recognized me. He said that Melissa had told him I would be along. He called her apartment and said I was downstairs. Then he told me to go on up.

I got off on the 15th floor and turned right to her apartment. I softly knocked and heard a "come in" in return.

I turned the knob and went inside. What I saw was totally unexpected. Melissa greeted m dressed only in thi-high white stockings and black 3" heels. Her hair was done up. She was very well tanned. The white stockings made her tan even more apparent. Her cunt was totally smooth. Her cunt lips were red and she was very wet. I could only imagine she had been masturbating that afternoon in anticipation of me.

I closed the door put the wine and bakery box on the floor and walked toward her. She embraced me grinding her cunt into my crotch and gave me the most delicious kiss. Her tongue caressed my tongue and the inside of my mouth. She ran her hands up and down my back.

I caressed her naked skin savoring the feel of warm skin. We kissed for a long time!

She broke the lip lock and said, "Roger honey I want you so bad."

I put my fingers of my right hand on her cunt and felt her wetness. I massaged her fuck hole feeling the warmth and wetness. She moved her cunt into my two fingers so more of me could get inside her.

Melissa looked at me and said, "Fuck me Roger."

I smiled and kicked off my shoes. I knew right there I would take her on the rug on the hallway floor. I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off throwing it on the floor. Melissa undid my belt, snap and zipper on my pants. My pants fell to the floor freeing my fully erect dick for her to stroke.

She kissed me again and said, "I have to suck this dick.:

She backed up to the rug and went down on her knees. I moved forward. She took the end of my cock and washed it with her tongue. The heat of her mouth felt sooooooooooooo good. Melissa has a special way of doing a blowjob with me. She generally likes to lick all four sides of my dick before taking me in her mouth to suck me off.

While she licked me she ran her hands up and down my legs from the tops of my socks to my thighs. I like that very much. I decided I wanted to cum in her mouth. I put one hand out to balance myself and put the toes of my left foot into her pussy. She loves to be toe fucked by me. Afterwards she can suck my white sock encased toe and taste herself.

We were both breathing heavily and sounded like two bears in heat. I knew I would not last long. I also knew it would be a heavy flow of cum. One thing Melissa likes to do is to swallow part of my cum and snoball with the rest. I love eating cum too, especially my own. She was now taking my whole dick ion my mouth and sucking me intensely. 

Melissa started arching her back and I knew she was going to cum. I had also reached the point of no return and very soon the point was crossed and I came in her mouth. Lots and lots of cum spurted into her mouth. She gobbled it up.

When I was done, she got up and kissed me sharing my juices. She licked my lips taking her cunt juices in her mouth. My spunk warmed by her mouth flowed into my mouth and we enjoyed each others sex juices.

I said, "Let's go to bed, I have much more to make love with you tonight."

Melissa asked, "Are you hungry dear?"

I smiled and said, "Only for you hon."

She whacked me in the ribs and said, "Come into the kitchen, I need something to eat."

We walked into the kitchen with the wine and dessert. I saw the table was set and said, "Yes, let's have dinner."

I looked down at my penis and it was dripping a long thin line of transparent juice. Melissa reached down with her hand and gathered up the juices and we both licked her hand. It tasted very good.

Her stockings were starting to fall down. They were around her knees. I said, "Let me pull your nylons up."

I reached down and pulled each stocking up. I knew they would not stay up very long. Melissa said, "I have some nice white anklets and opaque knee socks I can wear."

I said, "That would be very sexy. I love the feel of smooth cloth on my balls and I can cum on your socks and lick them clean."

Melissa laughed and said, "Yep, that's what I want you to do!"

I said, "Go get a pair of white anklets while I plate up supper."

She left and I plated up the salmon, green beans and small red potatoes. I added some butter to the potatoes, salt and pepper. I uncorked the wine and poured two glasses.

Melissa came back to the kitchen barefoot with a pair of thin white cotton anklets on her left shoulder. I said, "That's a funny place to wear your socks!"

She took them in her right hand and threw them to me. "Here put them on my feet."

I took the socks and put her toes inside one of them. I drew the sock up her ankle, straightening it as we went. When finished I doubled the top and made a cuff.

Then I took the other sock and repeated the same motions with the other foot. When done I raised both feet to my mouth and kissed her toes through the material. I said, "My dear you have your white socks on!"

She smiled and leaned forward and kissed me deeply caressing my dick as she ran her tongue around the inside of my mouth. She said, "Fuck me again. Fuck me in my ass."

I had her get up and we went to the bedroom. I had her lean over the bed with her butt to face me. I spread her cheeks with my hand and ran my fingers up and down her butt slit. I fingered her asshole, probing it with my middle fuck finger. She was tight but her hole felt good on my finger.

I took the Vaseline she gave me and put a lot on my dick. Then I took some and greased her hole. I lubricated inside her hole so my dick would slip in easily.

Melissa helped me by getting my dick nice and lubricated. Then she backed up to me and positioned her asshole over my dick. She then proceeded to take in my dick. The dick went in quickly even though it was tight.

She cried out at first, but didn't want me to stop. She moved her ass up and down on my pole Gradually she went faster and faster. There was a real nice rhythm. From past experience we both would cum hard with this orgasm.

I kissed and licked her back and neck as she fucked me. Her skin was hot, sweaty and smelled of her body. It was a deep odor of many kinds that only made me hornier. I played with her clit with my right hand. She was breathing heavily and I could tell she was off in another world. 

Our rhythm was hot and quick. Her muscles squeezed my cock each time I thrust into her. I could feel by balls getting tighter and the cum welling up in them. I really like squirting in her ass then see it dribble out later down her thighs. We both lick to play with cum later as it leaks out of her asshole. 

I played with her boobs rubbing the nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. They were large and so hard. I continued to kiss and lick her back and neck. Melissa smelled so good. 

Then she started moaning as she neared orgasm. She was playing with her clit. Her breathing became more hurried and shallow. I loved hearing Melissa cum. She was thrusting onto my dick. I secretly hoped she would piss and shit on me. We've pissed on each other before, but never shit on each other. I decided quickly that would not be a good idea.

Then Melissa started her orgasm. It was delicious to hear. My cock was also so hard my balls had reached the point of no return. I shot my cum into her ass. It seemed like many tablespoons full. She came hard and relaxed back into my arms breathing at a very quick pace.

We held each other while my still hard dick remained in her ass. She felt so warm and loving. I love the feel of her bare skin against mine. She played with my feet with hers. I knew later I would kiss and suck her toes with her white anklets on. I hoped she would use her socks to blow me and I could cum inside her socks and she would have my cum on her toes all day.

I laid back. She said, "Roger that was the best fuck ever. I have to go pee, come with me and I'll give you a golden shower"

I said, "OK, then you can wash my cock and balls. I'll wash your asshole."

She slowly extricated her ass from my dick. She then took my socks off and left them on the bed. She took her anklets off and left them by my socks. She gave me her hand and I got up and we embraced and had a long passionate kiss that only lovers have.

I stood up with my dick hanging still semi-hard. Melissa stroked it and gave me the sexiest kiss. She said, "I saved some pee from this morning to wash your hair with. While I'm doing that you can fuck my mouth!"

I started getting hard thinking about that. I said, "Melissa, why aren't we living together? I mean we are so suited to each other, we like the same things and we're both mind blowing sex?"

She looked at me and said, "Are you proposing to me?"

I smiled and said, "Well maybe. I'm not suggesting marriage, but just a hard core life."

She smiled back and said, "Lets talk details, but I think in general it is a good idea."

She kept her hand wrapped around my dick and led me to the bathroom. She said, "Get in the tub I have to take a dump."

"Wanna take it in here?, I asked.

Melissa gave him a wicked look. She said, "No, I don't like poop, just piss all over me. Go ahead and pee on yourself hon."

I got in the tub and sat down. I did release some of my pee and it was warm. 

Melissa finished, quickly washing her asshole. "I don't like the smell," She said.

She got into the tub straddling me. As she did she released her pee all over me. It was warm and felt so good. Then she picked up a bottle of yellow liquid and knelt down and proceeded to wash my hair with her pee from this morning.

After she was done I put my arms around her waist and drew her to me and kissed her. It was a lovers kiss – deep and soulful. We withered around in the pee in the tub. 

Finally she said, "OK big boy enough of this pissing around – wash me now."

I stood up and leaned over and pulled the plug. Melissa reached between my legs and played with my cock. I peed again in her hand. She smacked me on the ass.

I picked her up and turned on the warm water. We rinsed the tub and began soaping each other bodies. She was so soft to touch and rub my hands over. We kissed frequently. She continually played with my hardening dick. I said, "You are going to make me cum again."

Melissa answered, "No, I want you to cum in my socks so I can wear your cum on my toes."

I laughed and told I would wait, but she had to help me too.

We washed each other for another half hour. By the end of the shower we smelled so delicious. I dried her body off when finished.

Then she took me by the hand and led me back to the bedroom. She picked up one of her white anklets and covered my dick. Then she began pumping my cock with great gusto. She said, "Now shoot for me big guy."

In only a few seconds I shot a massive load of hot cum into her sock. She cleaned off my dick with the sock. Then she sat down and put it on her right foot. As she did, she said, "Oh it feels soooooo good, The jism is between my toes. They are sticky and feel so good."

I said, "Now I have to cum in your left sock to give you fair treatment."

Melissa laid on the bed with one sock on licking my cock. She played with my balls. She cooed, "I have to get you ready to shoot again."

I said, "I've been thinking about your proposal. I like you – no love you very much. I think I would like to spend my days with you."

Melissa kissed me and said, "Oh Roger that would make me so happy – to wake up every morning and have you next to me."

I looked at her and said, "Of course there will be those times when we are away on business. Sometimes for me it will be months at a time."

Melissa frowned and said, "I know. I won't like it, but we have to deal with reality. How about we have a deal that we both can have lovers for sex, but not to fall in love with?"

"Well that might help", I said. 

She said, "I know you get horny and have to have relief. So do I. Masturbation is OK, but the real thing is better."

I said, "OK, but we have to commit to telling each other about our sexual meetings?"

Melissa thought and said, "OK, that would be fine with me. I get off on talking about my sexual exploits!"

We laughed and I rolled on top of her. My dick was getting hard again. She opened her legs and I could feel her wet cunt against my prick and balls. I backed up a little and brought my dick in line with her cunny. I then put my dick into her cunt, which she cried out in pleasure.

We fucked for a little bit as she whispered in my ear, "I want your cum in my other sock."

I rolled on my back bringing her along still with my prick in her. She lifted up and took my dick in her mouth and proceeded to blow me. It was the most delicious blowjob. In her one hand was her white anklet. She increased her speed and played with my balls.

Then Melissa put the sock over my cock and continued the blowjob through the thin cotton material. The warmth felt the same and I could feel the moistness of her mouth on my cock. I was near cumming again.

The sock was wet from her mouth. Her hand rubbed my dick where her mouth didn't reach. I felt my balls want to get rid of the cum. A few more strokes of my cock and I discharged a large amount cum in her sock. She took her hand and at the base of my dick she squeezed cock forcing out other small drips of cum.

Then she took her sock and looked to see where the cum was. She then sat on the edge of the bed and put her sock on, carefully turning down the cuff. I could see the wet spot around her toes.

I said, "Does it feel good?"

She smiled back and answered, "Yeah, all gooey and sticky on and in between my toes. Now I can wear my shoes all day with you cum on my toes!"

I smiled and got up saying, "OK you cum slut lets go and finish dinner."

"OK." Melissa said pulling on a pair of short kaki shorts and throwing on a tee that came just below her breasts. She then got a pair of –sand color suede shoes and put those on.

I said, "You look sexy my dear – especially knowing what you have inside your socks."

Then we left for to finish a cold dinner.

To be continued… 



Melissa and Alex



Melissa grumbled silently to herself as she fought with her last remaining pair of panty hose. God, how she hated these things! It seemed like all she had to do was look at them and they'd get a run. With a final series of complicated twists and pulls, Melissa managed to win the war and found her self supremely grateful that this was the last day of the conference. She smoothed down the knee-length skirt of her favorite silk suit and checked her appearance in the mirror one final time. 

"Do I look okay? How's my hair, Alex?" She met her husband's sleepy eyes in the mirror.

"Hmmm? Looks good to me, sweetie. But, you know you always look good to me."

Melissa chuckled, "Thanks, but really – is my hair okay?"

"Beautiful," he smiled and propped himself up on some pillows. "You going to wear that tonight?" His smiled widened.

"I suppose I could," she said as she turned and checked out the back view. Melissa felt her face begin to flush at the thought of their plans for the evening. "Do you want me to?" 

"Yeah, actually. I think it'd be nice." 

Melissa moved forward toward the bed. When her knees hit the edge, she bent them and made her way across the rumpled sheets to her husband's partially nude body.

"Anything you'd change about the outfit?" She hiked the skirt up and straddled his waist. Rubbing her crotch suggestively against his sheet-covered cock made her face and neck flush again. Alex exhaled slowly, "Ahhhhh....yes....I think you should ditch the blouse and just wear that sexy push-up bra. You know it does amazing things to your breasts. He softly kneaded her buttocks as she rocked gently on him.

"Lovely idea, my dear." Melissa sighed regretfully as she slid back off Alex's now rock hard shaft. Bending down, she moved the sheets out of the way and sucked on the head of his penis for a few seconds, reveling in his sudden intake of breath. She then disengaged from him and darted away from the bed before he could grab her and pull her back down. "I really have to get going. I swear, I'm going to have a hell of a time concentrating today when all I can really think about is the new club tonight." She could feel the wetness between her legs and her belly tightened. Melissa dared a move closer to her aroused husband and gave him a peck on the lips. "I'll see you after dinner, okay?"

"Okay, honey. Have a good time." Alex was already stroking his cock, slowly working his hand up and down.

"You too," she said with a wink. The tightness between her legs didn't let up as Melissa closed the bedroom door behind her She could easily see in her mind's eye how Alex would be pleasuring himself now. 

"...and so you can see here in this graph how we accounted for all variables during the experimental phase of the project. Of course, we had hoped for a more conclusive and definitive outcome concerning the hypothesis in question, but we all know how that goes, don't we?"

The crowd around Melissa laughed at something that wasn't really funny and Melissa automatically laughed along with them. She didn't even know what in the world the presenter was droning on about. Her brain had declared itself to be full sometime after the first session that morning and now she was completely tuned out and using her time more constructively. She was daydreaming and fantasizing. There was lots to think about. Melissa decided that one of the best things about out of town conferences was the chance to try out new clubs and new cities, indulging in her and Alex's "hobby". Tonight they would go to a new club in a town where no one knew them. It was so liberating to cut loose and become almost a different person. Few, if any, of their friends had any inkling about Melissa and Alex's sexual adventures. Most people thought that the couple was your everyday, average, happily married couple. Happy they were, but everyday and average – probably not. Melissa smiled and shivered with pleasure at the memories swirling in her head. Mouths and hands, hard cocks, wet pussies, mirrored ceilings and masturbating onlookers. It was the same every time they traveled out of town. Melissa the respectable wife and small-business woman became a sex fiend extraordinaire. Alex, too. They both used the time away to indulge themselves in wild and wonderful fantasies, the memories of which gave way to more amazing sex even after they returned home. Melissa loved the thrill and newness of it. She loved unleashing her sexual side, and then returning to the relative normalcy of their everyday lives. It was way too intense a hobby to engage in everyday, but damn it was fun when they did!

One factor in Melissa's inability to remain focused on the speaker was the striking blonde sitting in the row in front of her. The young woman looked to be in her late twenties and was dressed in a navy blue suit which flattered her very well. In fact, Melissa had been admiring the woman's round curves for the duration of the conference. She giggled inwardly as she realized she had no business being in this particular conference session; she had followed the woman in the blue suit. For the past half hour, Melissa had been inventing scenarios in her head. Each one involved clothes being shed hastily and naked bodies rubbing against each other. Sometimes, Melissa imagined kissing the other woman long and hard, unbuttoning the silk blouse under the blue jacked, and pushing her short skirt up around her waist. As the lecture had progressed, Melissa had given in and closed her eyes so she could better imagine what it would be like to have those breasts in her mouth and finger the unknown woman's clit while hiding in an unused banquet room or some such place. Unsuspecting, the Blue Suit continued to listen attentively to the lecture as Melissa's imagination ran wild.

Finally, Melissa could stand it no more. She knew she couldn't go through the rest of the day like this. So, at an opportune pause, Melissa gained her freedom from the monotonous soliloquy of the speaker and made her way to the ladies room. She had plenty of privacy at the moment and sought to avail herself of it. Sighing with pent up frustration, Melissa settled into the last bathroom stall and let the vivid images wash over her. She leant against the side of the stall and wiggled her skirt up, rubbing her hand over her wet crotch. She began to tease herself by slowly slipping her index finger under the crotch of her panties and stroking the short pubic hairs there. She could smell her own arousal and it soon seemed silly to keep teasing herself. As her imagination honed in on the unknown woman, Melissa slid her index and middle finger into her dripping wet cunt. They moved in and out as if they had a mind of their own. First, deep into her pussy, then sliding out to rub small circles over her clit. Over and over again, Melissa moved with a familiar, practiced rhythm. The circling fingers became firmer and faster. She leaned back a bit, used her left hand to hold the crotch of her panties out of the way, and continued dipping and circling until her movements became more frantic in nature. Melissa's mind filled with images of the Blue Suit's nipples, hard and pink, sucking on them, nipping and teasing with her teeth. Memories of the feel of other women's lips on hers flooded in as her hand moved faster and harder, only circling now, rubbing the hard pearl-like bud on her clit. Melissa struggled to stay quiet and hoped she wasn't panting too loudly. Suddenly, she came with an intense explosion as her body was bombarded with orgasmic shudders. Unable to maintain her silence, a loud gasp escaped her as Melissa succumbed to her climax. She arched her back and bit back the groans. Melissa waited long minutes, dazed and shuddering, as she waited for the tremors to subside.

When Melissa felt more composed, she flushed the toilet and exited the stall. Most of her sexual tension had dissipated. Though a temporary cure, at least now she could try and make it through the rest of the day without her panties being constantly damp. Melissa bent at the sink and turned the water. As she was nearly finished, she heard a toilet flush directly behind her. She felt the blood drain from her face. Nobody had entered the bathroom since she had left the stall. How long had the occupant been in here? Melissa's knees nearly gave way when she saw the star of her sexual fantasies step out from the stall next to the one Melissa had been in. Their eyes met for the briefest of moments before Melissa's returned to focus on her hands. Had the woman heard Melissa's climatic gasping? Had she heard the wet slapping noises Melissa's fingers had made as they pumped in and out of her pussy? Had Melissa been caught being a little sexually outrageous in a "normal" setting? The embarrassed woman quickly finished washing and dashed from the ladies room without drying her hands. For the remainder of the day, Melissa managed to avoid the woman. Still, she found herself tightening her groin whenever she caught a glimpse of the blond woman with her wonderful breasts through the mingling crowds. Oh what she wouldn't give to have those in her hands!

"Whew! Am I glad that's over!" Melissa exclaimed as she opened the passenger side door and joined Alex in the rental car. "Three days of shop talk is just too long."

"I'm sorry it was such a drag for you," Alex responded. "At least you're done, now. I'm sure you got something useful out of it, even if it doesn't seem that way now"

"Yeah, I'm sure you're right." She kissed him on the cheek and they pulled into traffic. "I'm so ready for the club. You know that woman I've been ogling?"

Alex nodded and grinned as Melissa shared her story.

"I just couldn't stop thinking about getting her naked and eating her out!" Melissa blushed a little at her own forwardness. It struck her sometimes, even with Alex.

"I have that problem all the time. In fact, I had it all day today," He grinned lewdly at his wife. Alex picked up Melissa's hand and made her feel how hard he was already. She rubbed him for a minute and he nearly purred. "Now about that bra," he said.

Melissa giggled, "Oh, of course." Somehow, Melissa managed to remove her jacket, take off her shirt, and artfully arranged her breasts while riding in the small car. Her bra was Alex's favorite. It was see-through black lace, a size too small. The small size and push-up aspect gave Melissa an incredible cleavage.

"I think you're giving the driver in the rig next to us a bit of a show."

Melissa stroked her lacy breasts. "Good," she said, and turned to look out her window. Sure enough, a middle-aged truck driver was pacing his 18-wheeler with their little car. He had a perfect view down into the passenger side of the car as they sped down the highway. Feeling her oats, Melissa lifted one breast out of her bra and caressed her nipple. The lights on the side of the road glinted off her nipple piercing as she tugged gently on it and kneaded her own breast. Licking her finger, she rolled the nipple around and took her other breast out. Now she took both piercing in her fingers and pulled on them. Her hard, pink nipples stretched out a bit and she looked back up at the trucker. Needless to say, he was quite distracted.

"He's going to wreck if you don't stop teasing him, sweetie."

Melissa sighed happily, "Okay, I suppose I should behave a little bit longer." Alex chuckled and handed her something. Tucking her breasts back into her bra, Melissa took the proffered item. "Oh really?" she said in response.

"If it's okay with you."

"Of course. I didn't know you brought it. Where's the leash?" Melissa fastened the slim black leather collar around her neck and put her jacket back on. After buttoning it strategically, she stripped her pantyhose off and let the panties go with them.

"In my pocket," he replied. "Nervous?"

"Always," she said. "But it's so worth it, and it's part of the fun, you know?"

Melissa and Alex walked through the non-descript door and into the club. Both had been immediately put at ease when they had pulled into the parking lot of the discreet building. A casual observer would be hard pressed to recognize it as the swinger's club that it was. Melissa perused the wares in the waiting room while Alex filled out the paperwork for a weekend "membership" and paid the cashier. Being a closet swinger, she couldn't picture herself ever purchasing a T-shirt with the club's name emblazoned across the front. 

"...all right, Alex and Melissa. Let me just wrap up a few things here and I'll give you a quick tour of our little place."

Melissa turned as she heard her name and watched the tastefully dressed woman behind the counter shuffle papers and tap the computer keyboard a few times.

"Bill, I'm going to take some new members around the floor. Watch the door, okay?" The woman gave the nervous couple a friendly smiled and offered her hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Justine. My husband Bill and I are the owners and hosts of tonight's party."

The three shook hands in turn and made small talk as they headed to the back of the waiting room and through a small door. "That's a lovely little outfit you're wearing. We don't often get folks in here dressed so formally, "Justine said to Melissa with a wink. The younger woman felt the silk of her jacket brush against her thinly covered breasts and knew that her face had just gone pink. Justine walked them around the club, introducing them to the bartender and explaining the rules of the Playroom. The couple found a comfortable table and settled in. The hostess chatted a bit more with Melissa before saying her good-byes and heading back to her post.

Melissa crossed her legs nervously, very much aware of her panty-less state. "I think I'm ready for a drink," she said to Alex.

"Sure thing. Just let me do this real quick and then I'll get you something." He pulled a thin length of black leather out of his pocket and snapped it onto her collar. This done, he made his way back to the bar to give the bartender their bottle of tequila. In no time at all, he returned with two tequila sunrises and set them on the table. Melissa's eyes roamed the room again, taking in the dance floor, the shadowbox, the DJ stand. She shook her head slightly and with humor as she watched the two big screen TVs positioned strategically around the room. Porn movies were an obvious choice for a place like this, but it always stuck her as superfluous when you considered the very real sex that most people here would be engaging in.

By the time Melissa was on her second drink, the pace of the club had really picked up. As usual, they kept to themselves at first, talking quietly to each other, sometimes kissing a bit and teasing each other with memories of past experiences. They scanned the room, watching for other couples who caught their eye, or whose eye they themselves caught. Melissa was rubbing Alex's hard on through his pants, enjoying the strip contest that was finishing up. Some of the girls were amateurs, but she was sure that the winner was a pro. Nobody could wiggle their ass and move like that without some practice. Alex leaned forward and began kissing her neck, rubbing his tongue on the spot that always made her toes curl when Melissa's heart nearly jumped out from her chest. She gasped loudly.

"Mmm...you love that, don't you..." murmured her husband, unaware of the real cause. His roving hands reached around her and inched their way up under her skirt towards the heat building there.

"Holy shit! It's her!" Melissa pushed his hand away and sat up, unable to keep from staring at the blond woman who had just entered the room. She wasn't wearing the blue suit anymore, but Melissa recognized her just the same. After all the time she had spent mentally fucking the woman, how could she not recognize her?

"The Blue Suit? She's here? How interesting," he purred. "Which one is she?" Alex shifted to adjust his hard on.

"There – the one just now walking in front of the shadowbox. See her? She's wearing the little black strapless dress..."

"Ah, yes...nice. No wonder you've been thinking about her so much. She's a hottie, isn't she?"

"I can't believe she's here!" Melissa's head was spinning and her mouth was dry. "What do I do? What do I do,?" her mind said over and over. Her chest was tight and she could hardly breathe. Alex repositioned himself so his chair was almost directly behind Melissa's. His hand slipped inside her suit jacket and cupped her breast, gently feeling its shape and weight.

"Why don't you tell me some more about your fantasies?" he said quietly in her ear. Melissa snuggled back up against him, turned her head a bit to the side, and began relating in graphic detail all the things she had imagined over the past few days. Alex's hands continued to explore Melissa's breasts. His fingers teased her nipples and toyed with her piercings through the fabric of her bra. They both began breathing more heavily as Melissa launched into a stunningly lewd description of eating out the unknown woman. Her eyes closed, Melissa murmured to Alex and they could almost smell and taste the pussy on her lips as she gave in to her imagination. Her own pussy was tight with arousal and Melissa finally opened her eyes. When she did, she was completely unable to speak and choked on her words. Paralyzed with an intoxicating rush of fear and excitement, she stared across the room into the eyes of the blond woman. Alex's eyes soon followed suite, and the blond began to grin knowingly. They held each other's gazes for a long minute before the woman finally turned her head in the direction of someone who seemed to be getting her attention.

"Does she know?" Melissa gulped.

"Fuck, I don't know, but I'm so goddamn horny right now I could burst. I think we should invite her to our table."

"What? Are you serious?"

"Come on, Melissa. Look at the way she was looking at us. It's bound to be okay." Blood pounded in her ears as she struggled to make a choice. The final decision was always hers.

"Excuse me. Can I intrude on you guys for a minute?" A third voice came from their left.

Melissa's eyes widened as she realized it was the blond stranger talking to them. The couple hadn't noticed her approach. Quicker to recover, Alex smiled generously and scooted aside to make room. 

"Of course. Intrude away. I'm Alex and this is my wife Melissa." He stretched out a hand. "Can I get you a drink?"

"Nice to meet you. I'm Crystal." She shook hands with Alex. "Sure, I'll take a drink."

Melissa managed a nervous smile and nodded. Thank god Alex could be so cool and charming. She let Alex lead the conversation for a little while and focused on calming down her raging hormones. 

"Well, let me get you that drink, now." Alex's voice cut through the haze and finally Melissa had to become more social.

"So you're just in town for the conference?" Crystal inquired.

"Yes. It's mainly just another chance for me to get recharged and refocus on my career goals...you know... "

"Sure, sure. I know what you mean. It's a good idea, but after the first day or so, my brain is always numb. I end up fighting to stay awake."

The girls were busy comparing notes on the various speakers and their varying degrees of "boringness" when Alex returned with the next round of drinks.

"You're hubby here must be awfully patient to tag along with you to these things. Well, conferences, I mean," Crystal said with a giggle.

"I guess he's just in it for the side benefits, "Melissa gestured to the club around them and gave her bemused looking partner a kiss on the cheek. The threesome quickly resumed conversation, chatting comfortably. They finally began to share information about their swinging histories – the usual questions: how long have you been in the lifestyle, how did you find this club, etc. As it became clear that there was a connection building between all of them, Melissa found herself becoming aroused again. She watched as her husband and Crystal flirted and slipped into her fantasy world again. Crystal's breasts stretched the black velvety fabric of her dress. Melissa imagined stroking them, teasing Crystals nipples into hard peaks, and gently pinching them. Suddenly, she heard Crystal say, "Let's dance," and felt herself pulled up by the other woman. As Melissa stood, she felt a trickle of moisture run down her leg from her pussy.




Melissa And Daddy



He fixated on her perky, jutting nipples. Shoulders hunched from carry on luggage and attaché/computer case, ample but firm breasts jostled erotically against the thin, silk blouse. Smooth, tanned legs speared into the feminine vee of white shorts. Curly ringlets of bright red hair framed the pretty, dimpled face and she smiled at him. He smiled back. 

A quick glance around the Phoenix airport concourse acknowledged that he was not the only red-blooded male checking her out. The only glitch was...the alluring girl was his daughter. Eric's emotions contended between pure arousal to a parents' simple protectiveness.

Melissa easily slipped into his awaiting arms and lovingly embraced her father. Ultra soft lips kissed a cheek and peppermint laced breath husked, "I missed you Daddy."

"Missed you too baby. Welcome home." Hugging his daughter tightly, the previous, illicit onlookers disappeared.

The freeway traffic was thick at this hour but Eric couldn't have cared less. His Melissa, home from college for awhile, was tangible. Eric's hand reached across the console, touching her wrist. Their fingers interlocked. She giggled and prattled on and on. Her carefree, musical voice was delightful. Eric drifted.

Where does the time go? It had been two long years since that dreadful night. The night a drunk driver had needlessly ended Patricia's time on earth, leaving father and daughter grasping for reasons or answers. None came easily. Eric obsessed on his career as a property manager; Melissa's challenge would be school. The untimely death of Mother/wife triggered a natural, emotional closeness. Both grappled with the void and openly shared intimate feelings without hesitation.

Eric and Patricia had met at college, literally bumping into one another. Her smile immediately touched his heart. Eric's pet name for her would always be Trish. Her smile...identical to Melissa's. And her shape and hair and nipples and...

"Hello-o? Earth to father. Come in Daddy!"

"What? Ohh. Sorry, I was just drifting...thinking..."

"Yeah. No kidding." Melissa laughed.

"What did you say?"

"I was just saying how much the cafeteria food sucked. Do you think we get take out from our favorite Schezuan place tonight? I've been craving it..."

"Sounds good! Call it in and we'll pick it up."

Melissa threw her belongings near the bed and scanned the room. Posters, pictures and stuffed animals from her youth. Everything looked and smelled the same. She smiled and absorbed the secure feeling.

They ate the spicy chicken, veggies and noodles ravenously. The wine was excellent and loosened up the conversation, sidestepping the obvious, vacant chair.

Eric stood near the sink rinsing off the dinnerware. Melissa crept behind and hugged her Daddy tightly. He felt the softness of her breasts pressing and closed his eyes envisioning those gorgeous nipples he'd ogled earlier.

"Mmm. Love you so much Daddy." Her fingers grasped Eric's biceps, torso and tummy. "You feel really good, have you been working out or something?"

"Well...mostly swimming laps and such..." He shivered as her fingernails traced across his neck and kissed him there.

"We had a freaking two hour delay in Atlanta and I feel yucky. Going to jump in the shower Daddy."

Eric finished tidying up with half a hardon. Melissa's nearness and her sexuality had the obvious effect. He walked onto the outside deck and paced. He came back inside with the intent of watching the news but temptation won out. There was something else he'd rather peek.

Melissa's modesty was never her strong point and Eric stood outside the wide open bedroom door. As expected, the bathroom door was also open and the sound of spraying water quieted his footsteps. Steam cascaded into the tiled space. He stared longingly at the nude form silhouetted behind the smoky curtain. Eric's cock surged watching the soapy loofah, lather and massage his delicate daughter's skin.

Softly puddled in front of the vanity were Melissa's soiled clothes. With three parts horniness and one part guilt, Eric bent and picked up the pink, see-through panties. Quickly, his nose burrowed into the musky, feminine garment. The strong, Earthy scent of his daughter caused Eric's penis to lengthen.

Alarmingly, the water stopped and Eric bolted. He sprinted out of Melissa's bedroom before she could pull the curtain back. Halfway down the hallway, Eric realized he still had her panties! Vulgarly, he licked the inside before tossing them into the laundry hamper atop the washer. Damn, he thought, just like her mother.

This time he did turn on the news, poured another glass of wine and composed himself. Melissa entered shortly dressed in a well worn, faded yellow tee shirt and, it appeared nothing underneath. Her hair was combed and slicked back neatly. Eric muted the television.

"Hi. Feel better?" which sounded like a dumb question.

"Oh yeah. So glad to be home. Dinner was great. By the way, thank you." Melissa said while sliding onto the sleek couch. Leaning up against the padded arm, she stretched her long legs out causing the nightshirt's hem to noticeably rise. Eric noticed but tried not to stare. They talked awhile longer until Melissa began to yawn.

"Well Daddy..." Melissa stretched her arms overhead and curled her legs up, "think I'm going to..." she yawned again while Eric stared at the exposed curve of his daughter's ass cheeks and the shadow of her cunny. "Think I'm going to beddie-bye." She bent down to kiss him.

"Night Lissa. Sleep tight." He whispered kissing her soft cheek. Eric finished his drink in silence, shut off the TV and most of the lights. The e-mails were mostly junk and he opened a story he'd been writing but the creativeness just wasn't there. 

He fluffed up the pillows and tried to relax. So. Am I lusting after Melissa? Is she coming onto me? Is it because I am too horny? Or lonely? Or because I just need to get laid? Hell, it's been awhile since Trish. I just love that girl. I know that. She's so much like her mother. Guess we'll see. Eric drifted off.

In his dreams he was losing Trish, losing the grip. He had to save her. Her slim fingers slipped and she fell. She fell into the water. She fell out of the airplane. Eric tried in vain to catch her but never did. It was always the same frustration. He called her name over and over. And now Melissa was by his side crying also. Save her Daddy. Please...

Eric woke fitfully, naked and sweaty. His pulse raced and the stiff, piss-hardon screamed. After much needed relief and the dissipating dream, Eric slipped into his short robe. He lumbered into the kitchen for a cold drink and guzzled to satisfy the lingering, spicy seasonings. 

Outside the moonlight flickered off the pool's surface. Eric settled into a nearby patio chair, sipping the Aquafina and calmly replayed some of the day's events. A sultry summer breeze cooled the light sheen of perspiration on his forehead.

Images of Melissa flashed in Eric's head like a slide show. Erect nipples. The curve of her exposed derriere while she lay on the couch. Slippery, soaped skin. Pink panties...soiled. His penis hardened rapidly. What am I thinking? She's my daughter for Christ's sake. Need to take the edge off. A nice story from my favorite literature site to masturbate...

"Daddy?" He hadn't heard the imperceptible sound of the screen door opening. Eric turned to face Melissa, embarrassed by the tent rising from his robe.

"Oh hi. It's a beautiful night..."

"Yes it is. Had to pee and saw your light on and you weren't in your room." She sauntered next to him and nonchalantly took a swig off the bottle. Eric breathed in the scent of her shampoo. Melissa's nearness was inviting.

"Daddy can I ask you something?"

"Sure. Of course."

"Do you...do you think I'm attractive?"

"Are you kidding? You're a beautiful young woman! I'm sure you have to fight off the guys at school."

"Umm. Well not really. I mean I have met...been with a few but they're so pushy and full of themselves. You know? I guess...well...the only one who seems to really want to take care of my needs...is my roommate Claire. Know what I mean Daddy?"

"I...err...yes. I believe I do." Eric's pulse increased at the thought of his tender daughter in a Sapphic relationship. His cock was hard as a rock.

Melissa looked down at him, smiled and stripped off her tee shirt. Eric's mouth was dry, ogling her displayed nakedness. Melissa's full alabaster breasts were capped with dark, maroon areolas with long, hard nipples that needed attention. Her pubic bush was trimmed to a thin line pointing to her young cunt and protruding labia.

"So. I guess what I also want to know...is...do you think I'm sexy? I saw you watching me earlier..." She had caught him red-handed. Eric blushed in a school boy fashion. He coughed and cleared his throat.

"I...well...yes. I do think you're sexy. In fact...a-hem, very desirable." He confessed, a droplet of pre-cum escaping. He watched mesmerized as his daughter's hips swayed forward. She knelt in front of her father. Melissa's hand touched his knee and inched under the robe's hem. He shivered.

"Melissa. I...ahh...do you think we should be doing this?"

"Of course Daddy. Do you want me to stop?" He shook his head and wanted to blurt out, Hell no. Her hand reached further along his twitching thigh. Eric opened his legs, inviting the advance, so close to his moist scrotum.

The hand retreated. Melissa looked deep into her Daddy's eyes, untied the sash of his robe and peeled back the fabric. She stared hungrily at his towering penis and curved her delicate fingers around the base.

"God Daddy. I've seen your cock before, but never like this. You're so...big. So thick. I love it..." Melissa eagerly stroked the skin up and down, her other hand fondling and caressing Eric's swollen ball sack. Sexually charged, he grabbed onto the chair.

"Mmm. You're leaking too...I like that..." She whispered, the tip of one fingernail tracing a line along his pulsating blue vein. He was close. As if reading her father's thoughts, Melissa began to rhythmically stroke the stiffened prick. 

She leaned forward, planting a soft kiss on the sensitive underside. Eric felt a hardened nipple brush against his knee. Melissa kneaded her father's balls and closed her wet mouth over his engorged, mushroom shaped head. 

His hips pushed, stabbing his prick into the moist cavern. Thick, creamy spurts jettisoned forcefully into Melissa's mouth, painting her tongue white.

"Liss-a-a-a-ahhhhhhh! Ohh! Ohh!" She lightly squeezed his testes, masturbated the swelling cock expertly and removed her mouth. More spurts of delicious cum erupted, landing on Eric's midsection. His torso tightened in exquisite delight as the tremendous orgasm overwhelmed him. Bright stars danced across his closed eyelids.

"Oh fuck-k...ohh. My girl...ohh my...Lissa..." Her stroking slowed, milking the last remnants of her father's essence. Melissa's sweet lips brushed against his.

"Did you like that Daddy? You sure do cum a lot..."

"Oh baby. I...I...needed that...I need you..." He gasped trying to catch his breath. She licked one of her father's nipples causing another delightful shiver.

"Daddy?"

"Yes Lissa...?"

"Will you tuck me in?" Eric's knees felt like jelly as he stood and shucked off the robe. Naked, hand in hand, Melissa and her Daddy walked into the house.

~To Be Continued~



Melissa And Daddy Ch. 02



Opening the patio door for his daughter, Eric's hand smoothed along her naked back and softly cupped a shapely cheek. Melissa adoringly smiled up at him. The living room was quiet. Followed by the dim moonlight, the duo padded across deep carpeting and down the hallway to Melissa's bedroom. 

Eric felt a tad foolish standing bare assed next to her plush, feminine bed and broke his nervousness, "It's so...so damned good having you home baby. Sort of lonely here."

Melissa wrapped strong, tanned arms around her Dad's neck, "I feel the same way. I mean about being home and with you and..." She reached up and kissed him deeply. Eric shivered as his daughter's tongue entered. Sexual heat caressed them.

Ending the smoldering kiss, Melissa sat upon the disheveled sheets. Eric's gaze wandered about the room and the innocent but dated décor. She noticed his gaze and her fingers stroked his bare thigh.

"I'm not a little girl anymore." Melissa giggled.

"No...you are most certainly not." He agreed reacting to her touch. Melissa scooted up onto the bed, stretched out and rested against one of the large fluffy pillows. Eric perched by her side as he had so many other nights.

"Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"I have to ask...do you masturbate? I don't want to embarrass you or anything. Guess guys do it a lot more but I do it when I have to."

Eric loved his daughter in so many ways, especially her forwardness. At least they had always enjoyed this type of comfortable relationship, to talk about anything. He smiled, "Yes of course I do. When the need arises. Why?"

"Well, there's this guy at college. He's nice and all but one night he asked me if I'd watch him jerk-off. I felt kinda funny as if having sex with me wasn't enough."

"Some people are into that. Exhibitionism. Watching a female masturbate, in secret or otherwise is a favorite fantasy for men."

"Yeah and posing too, right? I used to sneak a peek at the magazines you hid...not so well." Melissa giggled. "I liked some of those pictures. Nudes."

His daughter stretched out like a cat and provocatively latched onto the decorative, metal bars of the headboard. She sighed, "Maybe...I'd like to pose like that. You know outdoors in the desert or by the pool or just somewhere private."

Eric felt the fire begin in his groin ogling his naked daughter on display before him. Taking pictures of her as she was now or any of those places she'd described. His hand lightly stroked her flat tummy and the undersides of her breasts.

"God Melissa...you are so beautiful. So fine." Eric's tongue circled around large, crinkled areolas and mouthed an erect nipple. Hearing a deep moan emanate from his daughter, he softly chewed the rubbery teat. Testing and biting.

"Tha-t...that feels...so...so good Daddy..." The backs of his fingernails raked along elbows and sensitive armpits. Eric's lips trailed hot kisses across her quivering torso, intending to heighten the deserved, perfect rapture. Lower now; he licked Melissa's tender thighs. Bypassing the juncture of her humid vee, Eric smelled her musky, womanly scent.

Kneeling between opened legs he gazed at the luscious, wanton creature and soothingly massaged Melissa's calves and feet. Eric's wet kisses again attacked soft, white thighs and licked along smooth shaven, outer labia. Brushing his lips over crinkly pubic hair, she gasped as her Dad's insistent fingers roughly tweaked her erect nipples.

"Yess-s-s. You...you know what...what I need..." Laying on his tummy and hardon, Eric opened his daughters lovely petals. She was beautiful here as expected. Dainty, inner folds glistened with arousal. Melissa's bulbous pink clit peeked out from its hood. He tasted the clear, silky fluid and pursed his lips around her engorged bud.

"Ohh. Ohh. Daddy!" She whispered huskily, thrusting her hips towards the wonderful sensation. He alternated from long, teasing licks in and around her pussy to soft bites on Melissa's thighs and mound area. Two fingers entered easily into her soaked tunnel, tightening and welcoming the digits.

Eric licked small, tiny circles around her pearl then suckled it. Melissa's hips rotated, writhing against the spongy instrument of pleasure. A drenched fingertip gingerly swabbed Melissa's tight rosebud. He firmly suctioned the length of her stiff clit like a miniature penis while pressing against her vulnerable G-spot. His daughter came mightily.

"EEEEEE-EEEE! Fuck-k-k...fuck...OHH DADDY!" She bucked wildly, smearing her spasming mons into the insatiable mouth. Melissa screamed with orgasmic fury.

"Ahhh...ahhh...ninnng....yes...yes...yessssss!" Her secretions ran down Eric's chin, soaking the sheets. She held his head, mashing her sex against Eric's face. Moaning and riding the huge, tidal wave of ecstasy. Eagerly, he drank his daughter's passionate syrup.

Melissa's tightly strung muscles finally relaxed and she lay spent on the dampened bed, her breath coming in deep gasps. Eric planted a moist, tender kiss on Melissa's vagina and she squirmed, giggling.

"Stop. Oh, please stop Daddy...too...too sensitive..." He smiled and crawled up to kiss her face and mouth.

"Lissa my sweet, sweet baby. I love you so much."

"Daddy...you take my...my breath away." She whispered sending a shiver of satisfying delight through him. Melissa kissed his cheek warmly and peacefully turned onto her side. Eric snuggled against her inviting backside, brushing a misbehaving hair from her forehead. 

Melissa's breathing became deep and rhythmic. Eric quietly, begrudgingly moved away and tenderly covered his curled up daughter with the light coverlet. He kissed her shoulder.

"Night baby."

"Mmm-ph..." Melissa grunted approaching la-la land.

He casually picked up her nightshirt off the floor and walked the short distance to his bedroom. Eric lay back on the bed and smiled from the day's happenings. The frame on the nightstand caught his eye and he stared longingly at his loving wife's smile. 

"I miss you." Eric kissed the glass and silently asked if what he and his daughter had begun was alright. Trish seemed to say: follow your feelings dear.

He inhaled the deep, feminine scent from Melissa's shirt. Her love juices still lingered. Eric's cock hardened. What he wanted most was to be inside his daughter. They had tasted one another and now the thought of consummating their relationship thrilled him. To make love with Melissa. God yes.

~To Be Continued~



Melissa And Daddy Ch. 03



Melissa's satin pink panties caressed the front of Eric's cock, teasing it to a full erection. He sighed from the soft, silky touch. His hips involuntarily jerked, pressing into the fabric.

"Do you like that Daddy?"

"God you know I do..." Eric gasped. He strained, silently wishing for more friction. Wishing his daughter would wrap her wispy underpants around his shaft. Around his balls. Eric's pulse increased and his scrotum tightened. Her touch was like a feather and he was to the point of begging.

"Please baby. Please. I need to cum..." And Eric awoke. His bulging prick slithered against the thin, top sheet and seconds away from a wet dream ejaculation. It was so real. He could smell his daughter nearby. Her nightshirt on the pillow, that was it.

A few quick strokes would have had him spewing sperm but the aching need to pee overrode that instinct. Embracing the morning sunrise, Eric stretched and reluctantly headed for the toilet. Some dreams come true, right?

He liked his coffee strong and made it that way but couldn't remember if Melissa was a tea drinker like her mother. After a bagel and some fresh fruit, Eric donned his Speed-o and began morning laps at the pool. The clear water was invigorating and he finished the exerting routine satisfactorily.

"Coffee's good Daddy." Perched on the pool's edging, Eric whirled to view Melissa, wearing a blue terrycloth robe, near the open patio door. "Better than the weak stuff that they serve at school that's for sure..."

He grabbed the large towel off the lounge chair and kissed her forehead. "Glad you like it. Sleep well?"

"Oh yeah. Like a log." She looked slyly over the mug, "Of course you had...something to do with that." flashing a brighter smile.

"Guess we should...umm...talk about that." Eric stated while drying himself off. "I mean...last night..."

"Daddy. Everything's cool. I love you more than ever."

"I know that. It's just that...well it'll have to be our secret. Very private secret. And I love you so much." His hand feathered the back of Melissa's hair and Eric closed his lips over his daughter's full mouth. His tongue probed eagerly, tasting the coffee. His cock stirred deliciously in the damp Speed-o.

"What would you like to do today?" He asked, catching his breath and staring into Melissa's lovely, deep green eyes.

"I don't know. I have some laundry to catch up on. Just sorta relax. The pool looks great but I definitely need a new swimsuit! My boobs have grown in case you didn't notice." Melissa giggled, touching her father's biceps.

"Oh. I...err...have noticed. They're...you're gorgeous."

"I bet you say that to all the girls." Melissa teased.

"Well, if you're up for it...let's go to the mall. I'd love to buy you a few things and have lunch and..."

"Don't need to tempt this girl!"

With the top down, Eric's sleek BMW sped along the hot, shimmering Arizona highway, tousling their hair freely. At the traffic light the bright sun's rays glared off his shades and Eric glanced over at his daughter. Melissa's short, white skirt exposed a healthy amount of smooth leg and brown, platform sandals. A dainty, silver necklace adorned her neck, accentuating the short-sleeve peach blouse. He touched her bare knee.

"You look beautiful."

"Thank you Daddy. I feel beautiful today."

They crossed the Mall's gleaming polished tiles, loving the cool air conditioning and strode past immaculate store fronts laden with the latest fashions. Melissa darted in and out of several, giddy with all the choices. Near the Romanesque, tinkling fountain Eric and his daughter entered the women's swim wear store. Racks of varied items were displayed: one piece, two piece, teeny bikinis, thongs and competitive suits. 

"What do you think Daddy?" Melissa held up a rose colored halter top with matching Daisy duke styled bottoms.

"Yeah, that's you."

"Can I get two? I'd like this one...you know the practical type but I'd like one just for sunbathing also."

Eric smiled at his daughter's exuberance, "Of course. If that's what you want."

The establishment had done much to make the Italian restaurant look and feel like the real thing, even down to the red checkered tablecloth and bread sticks. Eric chose iced tea and Melissa demurely asked for a glass of wine. They ate heartily and clinked glasses several times over heartfelt conversation.

"Be right back Daddy...got to pee-pee." During her absence, Eric quietly checked for voicemail and was hardly aware that their waitress stood nearby.

"Would your wife like more wine?" She smiled politely. Eric smiled back thinking either his daughter looked more mature than ever or...even better...he looked younger. He felt that way.

"No thank you. Just the check please."

Sliding back into her seat Melissa asked, "What are you grinning about?"

"Oh...nothing. Nice to spend time and have you all to myself I guess."

~~

Melissa pirouetted by the pool, displaying the new suit. The top had thick straps and hid her nipples well whereas the denim bottom tightly hugged his daughter's sumptuous derriere and mons. Eric silently ogled from his chaise until the nymph knifed into the pool, hardly creating a ripple. He watched her effortlessly doing laps; the familiar bulge in his crotch began.

In his office, Eric diligently answered e-mails and composed a brief letter to one of his better paying clients. Work, work, work he mumbled aloud and realized the sun was already setting. Where does the time go?

"Hey Daddy. Sorry to interrupt your work. Do you want to play a board game? Parcheesi?" Melissa stood in the doorway wearing a very short tee-shirt and blue panties. Those lovely nipples were clearly on display this evening. He knew that was one of her favorite games. I'd much rather play in the bedroom sweet daughter of mine! He lewdly thought.

She easily won four games in a row. Eric silently claimed foul play due to the distraction of her huge smile and jiggling breasts. He yawned.

"Think I'm going to read in bed for awhile. You're on your own." The bedroom was quiet except for the soft whir of the ceiling fan. Eric flicked on the reading lamp, turned down the top cover and stripped to briefs. The new, hardcover book was a mystery who-done-it but had many romantic interludes.

An hour or so had passed and another welcoming interlude stood in the doorway. His first, rather silly reaction was to cover up. Eric had become used to being alone. Eyeing his sexy daughter, he liked being politely pursued.

"Want some company?"

"Of course." Eric put his book away and patted the sheet. Melissa sauntered over and lay down, snuggling under his outstretched arm on the king sized bed. He inhaled his daughter's fragrant shampoo. Melissa's fingers crept into the hair on Eric's chest.

"Jeez I'd forgotten how huge this bed is!"

"It's better now that you're here."

"Daddy." Melissa sighed, "Sometimes I get so worried. Worried that I'm going to lose you. Like Mom."

"Oh baby. Don't ever think that. What happened was so...unexpected...but life goes on. Know that I love you deeply. And don't you ever leave me." He stroked her hair lovingly.

"Oh Daddy." Melissa whispered, reaching up to kiss her father. Her lips were soft and inviting. Eric crushed his lips hungrily, pushing his tongue inside and tasting her saliva. She welcomed the advance. Their tongues dueled erotically. Melissa moaned, pressing her body against his. Eric cupped his daughter's fleshy butt, wriggling large fingers under the lacy elastic. She felt his hard meat pressing. They gasped, breaking the lip lock.

"Wow. Who turned up the heat?" Melissa giggled slipping out of her tee shirt. Eric stared at the exposed nubs and eagerly kissed each tip before suckling them. His daughter sighed and reached to fondle the outline of his erection.

"Mmm. Love how hard you get." Their mouths sought wetness again and kissed deeply. Melissa palmed Eric's muscled arms and backside. Dry humping and pressing his hardon against her warm crotch. She suckled his tongue and dug her fingernails into her father's butt.

Eric toyed with her erect nipples and moved his hand to Melissa's damp panties. She moaned from the delicate touch.

"Daddy...Daddy...take my undies off. Please."

Kneeling between her outstretched legs, Eric slowly grasped the waistband while Melissa lifted her hips. He purposely made the journey slow and drawn out. Kissing her hipbone and kneecap. She undulated as the fabric smoothed past her ankles. Her womanly scent permeated the small garment.

Eric stared at his lovely daughter, "Mmm baby...you look good enough to eat..." he whispered, bending closer to taste the moist flower before him.

"Daddy. I...I want you inside me."

"Are you sure?" He thought, this was a hell of a time to be analytical but, "It...will change us...somewhat..."

"I know. Daddy...I need you inside me." 

  Eric stripped out of his briefs and reached into the nightstand. His hands shook excitedly but efficiently sheathed the condom over his tall erection. He moved between the lovely creature's legs realizing with great passion he was about to fuck his daughter.

He kissed her quivering mouth. Melissa's fingers quickly found his shaft and guided the prick into her soaked quim. Eric hissed as the first few inches eased into her slickness. Using short strokes, he carefully pushed his pulsating rod and entered deeper. Melissa gasped as he filled her. Their pubic hairs were soon kissing; the thickened base of Eric's cock pleasurably opened his daughter's petals wider.

Sweat rolled off the duo as they pitched and found a rhythm, building their excitement. Eric slowed his fucking movement, grinding his hips, titillating her mons.

"Nng. Nng...fuck me Daddy. Harder. Fill me-e..." Eric's muscular arms were pinned near her shoulders and he felt Melissa's strong ankles wrap around his calves.

"So wet. So tight...gawd..." Eric groaned pistoning his cock into her squelching tunnel. He viciously tweaked a nipple and Melissa's vaginal muscles gripped and spasmed.

"Oh God! Oh God Daddy...I'm cumm-mm-mm-ingggg!" He watched her sweet release, her head rolling from side to side. His daughter's nails digging further into his flesh.

"EEE-ee-ee! Fuck...oh fuck...yess-ss-ss!" 

Eric's orgasm, not surprisingly, quickly crested, He 

stabbed his spewing cock into the cushiony depths of Melissa's cunt. Groaning unselfishly, an enormous load of sperm filled the reservoir's tip. Each sweet stroke in and out was pure heaven.

They writhed on the bed through incredible ecstasy. 

Tightly wound in one another's arms, tasting the delicious fruits of intercourse, they gasped and crushed their bodies together.

Dazzled in the land of twilight, Eric finally succumbed and slowly rolled to the side, catching his breath.

"So sweet. So beautiful." He whispered to his quieted daughter. He watched the swell of her bosom rising and falling. Eric closed his eyes and drifted. 

Christ, did he fall asleep already? He was having a pleasant dream...or was it? Eric opened his eyes to the whirling ceiling fan and Melissa kneeling between his spread legs. Her delicate fingers were masturbating his rising penis and she smiled at him.

"Again Daddy?"

Oh my lucky stars Eric thought. She is just like her mother. Once she gets started! He moaned, the blood rushing into his stiffening glans.

"Oh yes."

~To Be Continued~



Melissa And Daddy Ch. 04



Melissa squeezed the base of Eric's towering penis. She gazed lustfully at the engorged mushroom shaped head and licked the rubber sheathed shaft. He moaned.

"God Daddy. Your cock is...like...steel. Mmm."

"It's...entirely...all your fault." Eric sighed, looking as the wet lips closing around the tip. His cock was like steel and he hadn't been this hard in quite awhile. The fact his luscious daughter was doing this only added to the eroticism. 

Melissa stroked the 7-1/2 inch length, and then clambered up over her father's outstretched legs. Her eyes burned with passion. She kissed Eric hungrily. Their tongues dueled, tasting each others saliva. His fingers sifted through Melissa's soft hair and roamed over her smooth back. She breathlessly broke the kiss.

"Oh Daddy. I love you so much. I need you." Her fingers reached behind and guided the head of his cock between gooey wet folds. Eagerly, her nether mouth enveloped the top of Eric's erection. Inner cuntal lips easily slid and adjusted to the massive girth. Melissa's hips slowly rose and fell, swallowing her father's enormous prick. 

"Ngh...ngh...ngh! Daddy...oh fuck..." She gasped. Eric ogled her swaying breasts and turgid nipples. She licked her lips. Listening to her moans of passion, it felt so unbelievably good to have his sweet daughter fully impaled on his manhood. He palmed ample hips, urging more movement.

"Now...n-now...I...ngh...ngh...know...ngh..." she stammered.

"Mmm...know what baby?"

"Now I know why...ngh...ngh...why Mom always...m-made so much...n-noise...when you guys fucked. Ngh!" Melissa gasped while riding the huge, delicious prick. "Daddy! Ohh...mmm...you're so big. It's so...mmm...so thick...so..."

"Oh you bad girl..." Eric teased, gripping her hips tighter, "Did you listen to us?"

"Mmm. Did b-better than...that. I'm so wet, I love this. I...peeked in...a couple of times. Oh Daddy...fuck me hard." Eric thrust upwards, stabbing into his daughter's sweet tunnel. He imagined Melissa peering through the partly opened bedroom door watching he and Patricia fuck. His wife had been loud, no doubt.

Melissa began to fuck with urgency, engulfing his cock again and again. Her arms and back were sticky with sweat, a bead of perspiration dripped off her forehead. Melissa's fingers tightly gripped his shoulders and the scent of arousal was so evident. So sexual and beautiful.

"You work it baby. Yeah...like that."

"Mmm. Ngh. Daddy...so close...I'm so..." She gasped, knees swishing against the soft sheets, lost in a world of pleasure. Eric reached to cup the undersides of her heaving breasts and fingered Melissa's erect nipples. 

"Going to cum for Daddy? Going to cum all over Daddy's big cock...deep inside you?" Eric whispered, pinching the buds harder. Her cunt muscles fluttered as she climaxed.

"D-D-D-Dadd-Y-Y-Y-Y-eeeeeeeeeeeee!" Melissa's head leaned back and she rode his cock like a bronco. Her high pitched screams echoed throughout the room. 

"Ahhhhh-hhhhh! Nnn-nnn-nnn-nnn...!" She cried deliriously, crushing their pubic hairs, matting them together. 

"Fuck...ohh...fuck...Dad-dy! Yessssss!" Eric roughly palmed and playfully slapped his daughter's fleshy derriere. A trickle of warm pee anointed Eric's ball sack. He watched Melissa, the picture of pure ecstasy. Precious and his...all his.

She continued to slam her hips downward against the marble like shaft, trembling as another wave of pleasure consumed her delectable body. Melissa shuddered in pure delight.

"Oh. Oh. Ohh...I-I...mmmph!" 

"Melissa...my beautiful girl. Let it all go." She gulped in huge breaths of air and leg muscles soon began to loosen.

"You...you are the...best Daddy." Carefully he nudged his exhausted daughter sideways and onto her back. Still lodged inside her quim, Eric's hardon slithered between Melissa's juicy petals, plunging deep inside.

"I love you...so much baby..." Eric gasped while cumming in huge bursts, his balls slapping against Melissa's tender ass cheeks. 

"Arrr...arrr! Ohh!" He fucked in short, staccato bursts. His daughter's half-closed, lusty eyes urging on his satisfaction. Eric growled loudly, muscles tightening with pleasure.

"Yes. Oh yes. Fuck me Daddy. Want you so..." Melissa purred, instilling her lover with a youthful passion. Her nails raked his glistening back and tight derriere.

Eric collapsed atop his beautiful daughter, gasping for breath and rolled to the side. The duo was spent. He leisurely kissed Melissa's shoulder, tasting the salty skin. 

"Mmm. I love you so. Love my baby so much..." He muttered. Spooned together, they fell asleep.

Sunlight filtered in through white gauzy curtains and Eric arose, the red digits announcing 7:30. After a much needed piss, he covered the sleeping beauty with the sheet.

"Mmph..." Melissa moaned groggily. Eric smiled and went to make coffee and start the day. She'd probably sleep until noon he thought. Might as well check e-mails and such.

~2 weeks later~

Eric opened his eyes. He had slept happily and refreshed and stretched his manly body over the king sized bed. Melissa slept on her side, her hair a lovely mess. He slowly palmed his daughter's fleshy ass, tickling along the crack causing her to tremble in her sleep. 

He felt young. Exuberant. Like a newlywed which was startling. Melissa had revived his sex life in a vivid and exciting way. They had made love in many positions and often. His daughter seemed insatiable. Lying there, he recounted that Melissa had only slept in her bed a couple of nights. His cock began to harden painfully but pleasingly. How many times did he cum last night? Twice? Melissa had that multi-orgasmic talent. Just like her mother.

Eric hungrily ate breakfast, lingered over the newspaper and enjoyed a morning swim. Melissa finally made a naked appearance while Eric was perusing the mail. There were two envelopes from her college.

"Morning Daddy. I smell coffee. Mmm." She poured a mug and lightly kissed his lips. Eric could smell their sex scent and playfully smacked her rear.

"Oww. What's that for?"

"Because I love you."

"Oh. Okay." She smiled and picked up her mail, "Two for me? Oh wow. I haven't even thought about papers or professors or anything. This has been the best break ever. Thank you Daddy." Melissa tore into the envelopes while sipping the morning coffee.

"Hey baby. What do you say we talk a walk afterward? Down by the duck pond. I know that sounds corny but you used to love going down there."

"Yeah sure Daddy. Going to grab a quick shower first though. Mmm...join me?" She teased.

"Another time baby. I promise."

Eric tidied up the kitchen. He stood naked in his bedroom listening to the hissing water in Melissa's bathroom. Standing in the doorway he ogled his beautiful daughter lathered and soapy. He fondled his growing penis lewdly. She was his...all his...anytime and anywhere he wanted. He sighed happily and turned back to dress. Later baby, later. Eric devilishly planned how he would tease his girl that night. Love her body and soul. Slowly, making her beg for release.

The day was not very warm. Father and daughter leisurely walked along the wide, tree-lined sidewalk as they had done so many times.

"I really miss Mom." Melissa said.

"Me too baby. But we have to let her go. We have our own lives. Careers, whatever. I've always wanted nothing but happiness for you."

"I know. I love you very much Daddy. You make me happy. Especially now. You know..." And of course he did know what she was referring to.

They passed a short brick wall and gorgeously landscaped yard. Eric caught sight of the blonde woman meticulously tending and watering the rows of flowers.

"Hello Cheryl." Eric said across the short distance, clearing his throat. Melissa curiously looked at him.

"Eric? Oh hi. I didn't see you!" She put the hose down and crossed the path to greet them.

"Well, well. It's been awhile. How are you and...who is this if I may so rudely inquire?" The short blonde woman gave Melissa an appraising look.

"Cheryl, this is my daughter Melissa. Home and taking a break from law school. Melissa, this is my friend Cheryl." The blonde moved closer and pecked her cheek affectionately.

"Not...not your little girl is it? Oh my! Melissa! Oh but it's been so long. My, my you're all grown up! Oh heavens, I'm so sorry. I do carry on and don't mean to...oh hell you know what I mean. Wow, it's so good to see you. Both of you."

"How have you been dear?" Eric leaned over to lightly kiss Cheryl's mouth. Melissa smiled at her Daddy's awkward motion. She guessed they were more than friends but really didn't have a clue. Just a female intuition.

"Oh not much. Work keeps me busy. The yard...blah blah blah." She chuckled, "And you?" The two chatted for a few minutes, including Melissa in some of the conversation and soon they were headed for the original destination.

The pond had weeping willows surrounding the edge. Crisp wooden benches were placed along the manicured green grass. They sat peacefully, enjoying the serenity and quiet reliving a father and daughter moment.

"So Daddy. Tell me more about Cheryl."

"You probably don't remember her much growing up. Your Mom and I knew Cheryl and her husband. She and I both went to the same support group for grieving widowers. Cheryl lost her husband to cancer. There's not a lot to tell. We did go out on a date once. Dinner and all. She's a really nice person."

"Oh okay. Did you guys ever have sex? I mean, she's an attractive woman and all..." Melissa smirked.

"Umm. Nope. You're right though she is attractive and available and...oh stop it you little..." Eric laughed and tickled his daughter like in the old days. Melissa squealed in delight.

"Daddy?"

"Yes baby."

"I'm going to miss you."

"Aww. That's sweet Lissa. We'll have vacation and..."

"No. That's not what I mean. I hate the thought of leaving you alone again. And missing our times together. It's just not the sex...although...you are absolutely great..."

"Lissa, sweet Lissa. Making love with you has been...is fantastic. But you have a life. A career. You'll find the right man, someone your age and...maybe your Dad will also find someone."

"Someone like Cheryl?"

"Oh I don't know...she's nice and all..." Eric sensed a tinge of jealousy in Melissa's voice. Better to change the subject.

After dinner that night, Eric took a short swim and surfed through the TV channels in his bedroom. Old movies, stupid sitcoms, mildly entertaining sports...

"Hi Daddy." Melissa said standing at the doorway. His lovely daughter wore a short yellow tee shirt and nothing else. Erect, dark nipples poked against the fabric. Eric shut off the box. She sauntered over and lay down next to him. Melissa's nails lightly raked his thigh and inched upwards.

Eric sighed as her fingers touched and began to fondle his heavy ball sack. Soft fingers moved to trace the front of Eric's penis. Melissa kissed a nipple and grasped his hardening cock, feeling it grow in her small hand.

"God baby. You get me going...so fast. I love that."

Her teeth nipped at his bud. Melissa's tongue laved down across his torso, licking the tip of Eric's mushroom shaped head. He groaned as her wet mouth engulfed part of his straining cock. Wet kisses slithered across the throbbing blue vein.

"Ohh! Don't stop...ever..."

"Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"Do you love me?"

"Yes...you know I do."

"More than anyone?"

"Yes. You're the love of my life..."

"Daddy. I want your cum inside me. I want to feel it, feel your juices inside me. No rubbers." Her hand had Eric's cock at full attention.

Hoo-boy. How do I explain this? My daughter. My beautiful daughter that I love so.

~To Be Continued~