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Caught in the Shower

By: mzzqt



This story is purely fictional. None of the events really happened to me, or anyone I know...It is purely for entertainment value only. Enjoy!

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I got home from school earlier than usual today, and happened to see my Dad naked in the shower. The bathroom door was ajar, and I heard the water running. Wanting to give him privacy, I thought to quietly step over, and close the door, like a good girl. But I caught a glimpse of his bare butt, and thought to myself, what a nice ass! 

My girlie bits began to throb with teenage hormones, and I opened the door a little more, rather than close it. Dad had recently changed the old, musty curtain liner with a clear new one, and this gave me a great view of his beautiful body, all soaped up. 

I watched in awe, as his big strong hands lathered up his thick chest. His muscled arms, from years of building houses, rippled beneath the water. He turned towards me, and I took a step back to avoid being caught. 

The water pelted his back, as his hands, thick with a soapy lather traveled down his stomach, over his sexy six pack, and towards his cock. I was instantly turned on by this sight! My kitty started creaming right away. I watched silently, hardly daring to breathe as his hands began soaping up his long, soft rod. It had to be seven inches, soft! Immediately, his cock responded to its master's touch. 

I knew I had to get this on my digital camera, and turned away for a brief moment to dig it out of my backpack. Dad had bought it for me for my photography class for my 18th birthday, and now I was going to use it to capture this moment! I prayed the batteries would hold out long enough to capture it all! 

Quickly, I had the camera on, and filming every lustful stroke of that gorgeous cock! With my other hand lifting my skirt and sliding into my drenched panties, I greedily eyed his engorged cock. His hand moved in a twisting motion, from base to tip, and with the other, he gently squeezed his balls, rolling them around and around in his soaped up hand. 

Oh, how I wished I could be on my knees in front of him, waiting for his hot cum to spill onto my hungry tongue! Daddy's cock made all others pale in comparison, and lately, I had seen quite a few of them! He was super thick, like a baseball bat, and a good 10 inches long! I loved the look of his cut cock, and sighed as I watched...

"Shoot it for me," I whispered, "Cum for your baby girl!" My fingers flew frantically in my wet pussy, and I know I moaned several times, but made sure to keep the volume way down! I didn't want Daddy to hear me, or stop what he was doing. 

I wondered what he was thinking about, as he stroked that sexy cock of his. Was he remembering Mommy? Her death shook him up pretty bad, and as far as I knew, had had no woman since her death a year ago. 

Or was he fantasizing about one of the sexy women at work? I knew there were at least two who would love to get their paws on him! They'd made no secrets about it! I became jealous every time I went to his office lately.

I watched, diddling my wet pussy for all I was worth, as his hand moved up and down that slick shaft, fondling his balls and squeezing them tight. I heard his moans, and watched as his body stiffened up, frigging my young pussy even harder. I wanted to cum with him! 

"Oh yes, that's it Daddy... cum with me!" I moaned softly, and felt the tension build up between my legs. I was going to cum watching my Dad jack off! There was no shame, only lust, as I secretly watched my dad.

His moans and groans were getting louder, his hand unsteadily jerking his huge pole. I started whimpering, feeling my own orgasm closing in on me. 

Then I heard a roar like I had never heard before, and it sounded like my name! Daddy's cum shot all over the new curtain liner, in huge white globs, as he shouted out "I'm Cumming baby, Daddy's Cumming!"

My orgasm followed, more intense than any other I had ever experienced, followed by fear that he had discovered me watching. I looked up at Daddy's face, but his head was still hung down, catching his breath. 

Quietly, I turned off the camera, and slipped back down the stairs, and out the front door. I waited a good ten minutes on the front door step before coming back in, being sure to slam the door as I did so.

"Daddy, I'm home!" I called out innocently.

He came out of his room, still wet from the shower. The dark hairs on his chest were wet and curled. God he was so handsome! "Hi baby. I was just thinking about you!"

Shocked, and a little nervous, I stuttered, "Y-you were??" 

"Well, princess... I thought I'd take my best girl out for a movie and pizza. What do you say?" His eyes smiled at me, and I could tell then, that he had no idea I had witnessed his shower fun. There was no discomfort, or knowing looks, just love in his eyes.

My pussy throbbed knowing just how Daddy had been thinking of me! I couldn't wait to get up to my room and upload the images from my camera...so I ran off to my room to change. 

I raced into my room, fumbling in my backpack for the camera. I hooked it up to my laptop, and hit "upload images". In seconds, I was watching my dad again, his hard cock in hand, stroking. I had my fingers buried in my still wet pussy, flying back and forth on my clit. 

When the part where he was about to cum came up, I turned the volume up a little, and there it was, daddy calling out my name as he shot his seed onto the shower curtain.

Over and over I watched the four minute video, and on the third loop, my pussy exploded, sending a spray of cum down my thighs.

I hurried to clean up for my date with dad, and bounded back down the stairs. "I'm ready Daddy!" I called out, and taking his arm, we headed out for pizza. 

In the back of my brain, I was already plotting how I was going to get Daddy's cock inside of me. Now that I'd seen it, and heard him moaning my name, I knew his feelings for me were just as naughty as mine were of him!

More to come...



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Caught in the Shower



~~Thanks for the nice reception with my first story. I tried to make this one longer, though it's still fairly short. Please remember to vote and I love receiving comments and feedback. Thanks!





Tina had a long hard day at work, she was looking forward to going home and cuddling up on the couch with her lover. She wanted a glass of wine in one hand, the TV remote in the other, and some awesome action movie on TV. Tina wasn't like a lot of other girls she knew, she loved action flicks, fights, sports, and many other things that were considered manly.

Tina met Michael at the grocery store one day, she was browsing the different kid cereals, trying to decide if she wanted one with marshmallows or one with the fruity flavors she loved so much. She decided to get both, life is short, right? Anyway, after putting her food into her shopping cart she looked up and saw him come around the corner.

"Wow! I have to meet him!" she thought to herself.

There was this gorgeous man, with no ring I might add, walking towards her at the store. She struck up a conversation and the rest is history, as they say.

As she was driving home she received a text from Michael saying that he was going to be late. "Damn," she thought, I guess I'll have to get started without him, that's another thing that separated her from many other women, she loved to masturbate and she wasn't ashamed to admit it. 

Tina arrived home and decided that she needed something special tonight, she definitely earned it. It was Friday so she thought that maybe they could stay up late and then sleep in and have a nice lazy Saturday. Walking through her house, Tina was trying to decide what she wanted to do first.

"I could pull something out of the freezer and get dinner started." "Hmm, maybe I could start a fire in the fireplace and just curl up on the couch with that glass of wine first." Tina always spoke to herself out loud, a habit she started when her older siblings moved out and she felt lonely in the big quiet house. 

Walking over to the gas fireplace, she was happy that at the push of a button, she could have a nice relaxing fire. In her opinion, there was nothing more relaxing than a nice hot fire, wine, and the one you love. 

She then went into her bedroom and took off her clothes, wrapping up in only her soft silk robe. Nothing feels better than smooth silk on naked skin. Well, maybe someone else's smooth naked skin against your own. 

Going back into the living room, she grabbed her glass of wine and the remote. But when she sat down on the couch, she decided she just wanted to sit and enjoy the fire with no distractions. After awhile she was so relaxed, her thoughts went to Michael and how much she missed him. They were both working tons of overtime lately and just weren't connecting like they used to.

She laid her head back on the back of the couch and let her mind wander. Last time they were together, it was a Sunday afternoon and they only had time for a quickie, but she loved quickies. There was something about the white hot passion that seemed to only show up during an intense, but short, love making session. Her pussy started to get wet just thinking back to that day.

He had just gotten out of the shower and was toweling dry in the bedroom when she walked in to tell him she needed to head back to the office for a quick meeting. Her breath caught at the sight of him, he was taller than her and a few years older, but he was still in pretty good shape. They both enjoyed the outdoors, going on hikes, riding bikes, running together. 

His back was to her so she could drink her fill of him, his dark brown hair, sculpted back, round butt cheeks flexing as he began to squat down to the floor. Her eyes went back up to his head and saw him looking over his shoulder at her, a gleam in his eye from catching her checking him out.

Michael's heart started beating faster at the look on her face, he missed her, he wanted her. He slowly stood up and turned towards her.

"Baby, I miss you. We need to spend more time together."

"I know, Sweetie, but we are both so busy."

"We have time, don't we?" with a wink he quickly strode towards her and took her into his arms.

"I only have 15 minutes." She quickly squeaked out as his lips descended onto hers. 

He scooped her up and carried her to the bed, this would be fast but it's something they both needed, wanted, craved. Lifting up her skirt, he grabbed her thong and quickly pulled it down. She didn't have time to protest, not that she wanted to, she loved how hot she got when he took control like this.

Michael dropped her thong to the floor, then bent down and licked her sweet pussy lips, inhaling her scent of arousal as he did so. Tina moaned her delight and spread her legs wider for him. He thrust his tongue into her pussy as far as it would go and she jumped from surprise and pleasure.

"Oh Michael, don't stop, it feels so good!"

He grinned to himself and then removed his tongue and replaced it with his finger. Her passage was so tight, his cock throbbed in response to the sensation. His tongue moved up and began flicking her clit. She started moving, thrusting her hips up into his face, gasping while her moans became louder.

She was so wet, so hot, and just for him. He stood up, aimed his throbbing penis at her center and quickly thrust inside her. They both gasped at the same time, both realizing what each was missing with their long hours of work.

Quickly thrusting in and out of her, he knew he would be fast due to his excitement and lack of any action lately. Michael knew Tina needed to come just as badly as he did, so he launched an assault on her. One hand was rubbing and pinching her clit while the other grabbed and twisted her nipple just like she liked it. And his mouth was on the other nipple, nibbling lightly while he sucked on the hard nub. 

Tina was crying out, the pleasure was almost too much to bear, she felt the buildup of her orgasm and she couldn't help but cry out "Michael, I'm going to cum, cum with me, please!" 

That's all it took, he shot his load deep inside her pussy and at the same time he let go of the nipple he was sucking on and passionately kissed her mouth. Tina came instantly, her whole body shuddering, her breath catching, and her eyes rolled back into the back of her head.

Panting, she came back to earth and opened her eyes looking at Michael looking down at her with a big smile on his face. "I love you, Baby."

"I love you too, Sweetie. This is just what I needed, thank you."

"My pleasure, Tina, I promise."

Tina was back in the present and beyond horny, thinking of her last sexual encounter, she needed release again, it's just what she had been missing. Standing up on slightly wobbly legs, she realized that she must have orgasmed during her fantasy, then laughing she noticed her wet fingers. "Yep, must have been playing with myself while remembering that day." She said out loud to her empty house. Smiling to herself, she knew just where to go and what to do to give her the satisfaction she needed. 

She walked into the bathroom and started the hot water. As the water was heating up, she removed her robe and looked at herself in the mirror. "Not bad," she thought as she looked at herself. She is about 5'5" and 125 pounds, size 34B not big but not tiny. She was in shape, thanks to her love of exercise and activities with Michael. 

She couldn't help it, she needed to be touched, needed to cum, cum hard, and cum often. Her left hand started caressing one nipple while her right hand traveled down to her pleasure center. She was shaved except for a little triangle of trimmed hair. 

She remembered the running water, checked it and adjusted the temperature. When it was ready she stepped into the shower and turned around in a circle, wanting, no needing to feel the warm water all over. Grabbing the bar of soap she began lathering up her body, enjoying her hands traveling over her skin.

Feeling naughty, she reached for the removable shower head and lowered it to her hard nipples. The warm water felt amazing against her aching flesh. The water was racing down towards her swollen clit, reminding her of her destination. 

Slowly, what felt like hours but were mere seconds, she lowered the fast rushing water to her hard clit. She was already trembling due to the pleasure, and the water wasn't even at full force yet. Taking a deep breath, she aimed it directly at her clit. A climax immediately hit her; it was so intense that she dropped down to her knees. 

Her heart was beating so fast, she thought it might burst right through her chest. She felt amazing, she definitely needed that orgasm. 

Michael came home, called out to Tina and when he got no answer, he went searching for her. He heard the shower on so he thought he would see if Tina wanted some company. He hurried into their bedroom and stripped off his clothes. 

He slowly opened the door to the bathroom, so she wouldn't hear him, and snuck in. He could see her silhouette on the floor of the shower and he became alarmed. Pulling back the curtain, he realized that there was no need for alarm, as she had the showerhead aimed at her pussy once again.

Tina was shaking all over, her breathing was fast and hard and her moans quickly became screams of pleasure. Michael was so hard, he thought he would cum just from the sight of her pleasing herself. He couldn't believe that just a few months ago he was the one that showed her the pleasure of the showerhead, never having experienced it before. 

Climbing into the shower behind her, Michael knelt down and slipped his arm around her waist. Tina tensed and then relaxed, realizing her lover had come home and was ready to join her. Just as she raised her head up to greet him, another climax hit. Screaming her release, all Michael could do was hold her and revel in the sounds of her ecstasy.

During Tina's climax she dropped the showerhead, water was spraying everywhere but she was completely unaware, hanging lax in Michael's arms. He reached around and picked up the showerhead, then used it to rinse the soap off her back. She completely forgot to finish rinsing herself when the need came to climax.

He rubbed her back lovingly and whispered words of love in her ear as she slowly came down from that earth shattering climax.

"I love you, Sweetie!" she said to him.

"I love you too, Babe. What a wonderful sight to come home to, thank you."

"I just couldn't wait for you any longer."

"I'm glad you didn't, that was amazing to watch, and maybe next time we can film you pleasing yourself so we can watch it again later." 

She laughed and said "hmm...that sounds like fun."

Michael leaned over and kissed her passionately. Her lips were so soft and supple, he loved kissing her. She moaned into his mouth as his hand reached around her and started playing with her nipple. Her breasts were on the small side, but they were firm and fit perfectly in his hand.

He pinched and twisted her nipples, taking turns with each one, while his other hand brought the showerhead back to her pussy. 

As the water hit her again, she leaned back into him, her body began to spasm against him which trapped his cock between then rubbing him sensuously. He was so hard, he needed her now.

Moving the spray from her pussy, he released her nipple and used that hand to aim is cock toward her pussy. He slammed into her, he was so hot he couldn't take this slow, it was going to be hard and fast. She cried out her pleasure and pushed back against him.

She leaned forward and put both hands on the ground, he was pounding into her from behind yet he still held the showerhead. Tina wanted him to move faster, so she reached up and took the showerhead from him.

"Faster, Baby!" she screamed at him.

So he used both hands to hold onto her hips and started slamming into her, she was screaming in pleasure, her walls were grabbing onto his cock, wanting to squeeze his cum from him. It felt so good, he started grunting and moaning along with her.

"I'm going to cum, Baby, aim that water at your pussy again and cum with me!" he demanded.

She complied readily, her pussy walls contracted as her climax hit and she screamed his name. He came as he heard his name, he felt the climax from his toes to the top of his head. Pure bliss.

Slumped over her prone body, he realized that she passed out from the intense pleasure. He slid out of her moist heat and reached over to turn off the shower. Standing up, he lifted her easily and carried her into their bedroom. She began to wake up as he wrapped her up into their blankets and he whispered to her.

"Shh, Baby, sleep."

Tina allowed herself to relax back into oblivion, completely relaxed and spent.

Yes, they definitely needed that.



Caught in the Shower



The most delicious feelings of depravity course through him as he stands under the warm torrent of the shower squeezing his balls with one hand, gripping his dribbling cock firmly with the other. 

With eyes closed, nylon, silk, leather and lace; her softness and her damp sweetness fill his mind. 

Images sweep over him: her breasts and that gorgeous cleft between. Her arse cheeks. Her thigh encased in nylon. Her toes encased in nylon. Her painted toes encased...oh! The brush of her erect nipple against his upper lip... 

Not yet! His body tenses, he resists the natural impulse. 

His eyes flash open with a new idea. He has plenty of time! No, no he really shouldn't do it but God! 

Within a moment he is dried and in their room, at her drawer, her lingerie drawer...naked. The nylon, silk and lace is laid out on the bed in front of him and he trembles as he makes his choices. Something she won't miss?

Deciding the risk is too great he returns each item to its place and feeling another churn of excitement deep within he turns to the laundry basket. His cock jumps at just the thought of wearing her soiled clothing... When he is finished he will do all the washing in the basket as a surprise for her. Yes that's what he'll do. She'll like that and she'll never suspect...

Moments later he is in the warmth of the shower again. His cock straining against his wife's black satin briefs, his legs encased in her tan nylon hose, he is even wearing her bra. He writhes as he soaps himself turning down the water flow to avoid losing the creamy suds too quickly. His left hand grips his balls again and he squeezes hard, avoiding contact with his cock whilst he reaches behind himself and slips his free hand into the pantyhose and briefs to finger his bud...eyes tightly shut, he gyrates rhythmically, panting, groaning intensely but quietly. He is well used to concealing these little forbidden trysts with himself. 

Oh no, oh no, god no, ah please no, shit, I, oh, oh 

As he gyrates he thrusts his hardness against the panties and pantyhose edging himself ever closer with the sweet frustration of knowing it will not be enough, one finger strokes the bud of his anus while his other hand moves to his nipples. Still gyrating and moaning he pinches each nipple in turn hard, so hard that he gasps with the pain of it...

"Oh what the hell...? Fuck...!" 

She is standing in the doorway to the shower room staring, wide-eyed in amazement. He freezes. One hand still clutching his own arse, still fingering his own anus "...shit..." looking right at her. He feels his face drain and then immediately burn fiercely and he begins to shake a little, his eyes welling with tears as he tries to discern her mood, her reaction, oh fuck...fuck, fuck...fuck... what the fuck have I done?

She slowly lowers herself to sit on the toilet seat, her eyes never leaving his. 

Is that anger he can see or is it surprise? Is she disgusted? Will he lose everything now? Or...

For the first time he sees what his wife is wearing. His favourite white buttoned cotton tunic, sleeveless, low cut over tight blue jeans, blue court shoes and a hint of blue nylon on her foot. Are they stockings? The tunic is very, very thin so he can see the navy blue bra straps and the lace edging of her bra cups through it. She has a gold chain with a single tear drop pearl around her neck. He sees the matching anklet which always aroused him so. Looking over his wife's body like this makes his aching balls tingle, his arse twitches and still hard cock jumps forcing bubbles of precum from the slit. He can feel the pressure of his precum forcing its way out against the panties he is wearing stretched tight across the eye of his cock...he gasps and almost imperceptibly squirms.

After what seems like an eternity, passed to the sound of the running water from the shower and his almost silent whimpers of self loathing, self disgust and intense, intense embarrassment, she rises. 

She holds her head high and confidently steps into the shower cubicle. She is taller than he in her court shoes and looks down on him with what looks to him like a sneer. She presses herself against him and forcing his back to the wall she takes his face in her hands and presses her lips to his roughly. Her tongue forces entry, her teeth nibble and bite his lips, one hand grasps his hair holding tightly, the other takes his throat forcing his chin back with her thumb as her knee presses against his balls. She grabs and she pushes. She twists and she pinches. She slaps. She bites. All without a single word uttered. She is taking what is hers and they are both driven by his whimpering submission. 

He is now lost in desire and sweet humiliation. They are both soaked and moaning as she hisses her command for him to undo her jeans. He complies with relish falling to his knees and fumbling with the buttons at her crotch, now at his eye level. She raises her right leg, steadying herself with her hands on his shoulders, as he draws the jeans over her hips and peels the material down her calf. She raises her foot and allows her shoe to drop. He peels the leg of her jeans over her ankle, over her foot and off. He is gasping at the sight of her navy blue stockings, her navy blue suspender belt, and her navy blue knickers. Each matches. Each is trimmed with lace. He is on his knees looking up as she strips the sodden tunic from her torso. He gasps at the sight of her breasts held within the blue nylon and lace, erect nipples straining against the wet material. 

Looking him directly in the eyes, she lifts her left leg and kicks off her remaining shoe. He doesn't have to be told to pull her jeans over her ankle and foot. Draping her leg over his shoulder, she takes him by the hair with one hand and pulls aside her panties with the other before pushing his face towards her crotch. She tilts his head so that she can hold his wide staring eyes with her own once more. He blinks looking into the shower water still cascading over them. He feels the sole of her left foot slowly rubbing his back.

"This has to be good..." she hisses, "...this has to be really, really good!" 

He nods and then goes to work like never before. 

The palms of his hands support her pear-drop arse cheeks, his forearms pressed against the backs of her thighs, his fingers spread, probing her bud as his mouth takes in her pulsing clit. He can feel her shiver, out of control on the very brink for an instant before his tongue flicks back and forth across that magic button that tips her over the edge and sends her juices jetting against his face. He licks and he sucks and he flicks and he fingers to prolong her writhing moment. 

She takes his hair in her hand and pulls his face from her pussy as she gets her breath back and recovers her composure. She drags her foot up his back and onto his shoulder, resting it there for a moment looking down at his expectant face. She is still breathing heavily and she sees his eyes following the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. She thinks to herself that he looks like a puppy waiting for a treat, all wide-eyed with anticipation. She braces herself against the wall before pushing him away from her with her foot. 

He falls back on his heels and sits awkwardly as she traces her big toe over his chest, stroking his nipple with her toenail. His heart is thumping. His cock is stiffening even more. His balls ache. His arse tingles. He is alive with need... and it is written all over his upturned face. She turns off the water.

He gasps as she reaches behind her back and removes her bra. She dangles it on her finger before allowing it to fall into his lap. She next removes her knickers, dangling them in front of his nose before tossing them at him. She unclips the suspender belt and strips her stockings off her legs. She drops these into his lap as well. Her eyes have never left his throughout, they have watched his eyes flicking over her body like some mad house fly. She leans forward. She takes his chin in her hand. She moves her bare foot to his groin and pushes against his erection. She brings her face to his, a centimetre away and she whispers "Don't even think about touching this without permission..." she bends her big toe several times to stroke his stiffness as she speaks. He can feel her toenail, her crimson toenail scratching the head of his cock "...do you understand me?" her look is demanding a response and he gasps for breath as he hoarsely replies "OK". 

She smiles and slaps his face playfully before stepping over him out of the shower. She wraps herself in his towel and leaves without another word or a backward glance.

He is stunned and just sits for a moment just staring into space. He slowly becomes aware that he is still dressed in her underwear. Her bra strap is digging into his flesh. He hauls himself awkwardly onto his feet and shakily removes the nylon, satin and lace. Looking at the pile of lingerie he feels so, so ashamed and yet still so, so aroused. He hesitates almost in tears, tears of shame, tears of frustration, tears of internal conflict pulling him in two. Oh god he wants it, he needs it, but oh fuck...fuck, fuck, shit and fuck! He repeats the profanities over and over again in his mind and he actually starts to cry.



Caught In The Shower



--DISCLAIMER--

All parties described in the story below are at least 18 years of age.





After a fairly rough day, all I wanted in the world was to take a shower. I knew Daddy would be annoyed if I wasn't out before he got home. He says I spend too much time in the bathroom. I rushed around the house gathering up my mess, and tossed it in my room. I would have to clean that up later, at least it wasn't all over the house, that was at least something he wouldn't be upset with.

I finally made it to the bathroom, stripped, and jumped into the shower. I felt horrible, and couldn't wait to be clean. I started with my hair as I always do, always made more sense to let the soap run down my dirty body. Just as I was finishing running conditioner through my freshly cleaned locks I heard Daddy's voice.

"Do you EVER leave this damned bathroom?"

I jumped from being startled and threw the conditioner bottle across the tub. "Daddy!"

"Who else would you expect?" he sounded more jovial then I would have thought he would be.

"Daddy, you scared me to death!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you..." he laughed, but I somehow didn't think he was sorry at all.

"I'm sorry I got in the shower late Daddy, I'll hurry."

"No no no, take your time. Seems like as good a time as any to catch up a bit. We never get to talk anymore." I heard some shuffling in the bathroom from the outside of the curtain. Did he actually just come in the bathroom while I was in the shower?

"Daddy, can't we talk more once I get out of the shower?"

"Of course we can, we can spend all day talking. But for now, you are in the bathroom again, so that is where we are going to spend our time together."

I was terribly afraid that he was serious. I know I had been spending a lot more time on myself than I used to. I wanted to feel pretty, and pretty took time and work. Why couldn't Daddy understand that? "Daddy are you seriously just going to stay in here?"

"Oh yes my sweet princess, I'm going to stay in here. I miss you, if this is what I have to do, then this is what I have to do."

"Fine, I'll get out, I can finish my shower later. Will you please leave long enough for me to get dressed?"

"No, you will finish your shower now." Daddy's voice had changed, there was nothing I could put my finger on, but it was wrong. Perhaps it was just the steam from the shower.

"Daddy! You can't be serious"

Before I knew what was happening the curtain on the shower was being ripped open, I scrambled to cover myself as best as I could. Daddy just stood there watching me. His anger appeared to soften around the edges a bit, though he was still very serious. "You will finish your shower now."

I was starting to shiver, a little from the cold of the curtain being ripped back, and a little from fear of Daddy. "Ok Daddy, I'll finish my shower, can I please close the curtain now?"

"No." Was all he said. He removed his hand from the curtain and slowly took a step back. He never took his eyes from me.

"Daddy, I can't shower with the curtain open! Everything will get wet, and, if you haven't noticed I'm naked. I'd really like some privacy!"

The side of Daddy's mouth slowly curled into what I can only call, a smirk. "I have noticed, and the answer is still no. Don't ask again."

I was suddenly more aware of being naked than I had ever been, in my whole life. Was he seriously going to just stand there while I took a shower with the curtain open? I couldn't move. I didn't want to move. I wanted to hold still until this whole nightmare was over. I looked up at Daddy, he was still standing as he had been, waiting. I looked away from him quickly, I was so embarrassed, I'm sure the skin all over my body was turning red.

"Let me make something clear for you my sweet girl, you are going to finish your shower. You are going to do it right now. If you continue to hesitate, I will do it for you. Is that clear enough?"

Daddy didn't talk to me like that. Ever. It was scary to see him like this. I wanted to do what he said, and I wanted to die of shame. I was torn in far too many directions to be able to react at all.

"Now." He growled.

"D-daddy, I- really don't know what to do, I feel very uncomfortable." I could feel my eyes start to burn, and that familiar tingle in your nose before you start to cry. When your body betrays you and burns you from the inside and forces tears to your eyes.

"Fine." He shrugged. A second of relief flooded over me. Not a full second later, Daddy had lunged toward me. He grabbed my loofah, and a hand full of my hair. Before I could even react he had me pressed face first against the wall as he began scrubbing my back. Full tears were now running down my face, only a few being washed away by the shower.

"I told you what would happen did I not? Yes, you chose to disobey me." He scrubbed at my back, I knew I would have red marks all down my skin. He moved to my butt, and scrubbed my cheeks just as rough. I could feel my ass bounce a little with every pass. I had always thought my ass was a little too big, and here I was being forced to display it in it's most humiliating form. "All I wanted was for you to do what you are told."

After scrubbing my butt, he then ran the loofah into my crack, and began scrubbing around my asshole. I was horrified. I could feel the soap around my hole and it started to burn a little. I felt like one of those people in a movie getting scrubbed down for decontamination.

He squeezed the hair at the base of my neck rather violently. "Now, we can continue to do this the hard way, and you might get hurt. Or you can cooperate. You might even like it."

I nodded, "Ok Daddy, I will shower with you here."

"No no no, we've gone past that option, now I'm offering you a new one. Perhaps next time you'll do as you're told the first time." I shivered, 'next time'? "Now you can let me do what needs to be done, or I can do it with you fighting me. Either way it will be done. If you allow it, it probably won't hurt as much."

I started crying in earnest now, it was hard to form words past my sobbing. "Daddy, I'm sorry I didn't listen. Please let me clean myself, I promise I will listen next time."

"No. You aren't even listening now. I think we need this lesson out of the way, if you are to learn anything for later." He began slowly rubbing the loofah across my wet sore ass. "Now, turn around."

I couldn't move, I wanted to do as he said so this would just be over. I was too afraid and confused to actually move any part of my body.

"Dammit, you little bitch!" He screamed, and threw me around till my back was against the wall with only a handful of hair. "I knew you wouldn't listen. When I tell you to do something, I mean now, not when you feel like it. Do you understand me?"

Shaking harder than I remembered shaking in my whole life, all I could do was nod. I was too afraid to look up at him to speak.

"Good." He purred. "I am going to give you instructions, you are going to follow them, or I will do it for you."

I simply nodded again. I was trembling in fear, trying to cover myself as best I could, I was ashamed and afraid for Daddy to see my body.

"Move your arms, I want them both over your head."

In shock I glanced at him, the look on his face was terrible. I'd never seen him this way, it was like my Daddy had been possessed. He quirked an eyebrow at me, which made me realize I had hesitated again. I moved as quickly as possible to comply with his request. I placed both my hands atop my head and interlaced my fingers. The cold was terrible, but the heat from the shower was finally starting to warm further out than where the curtain had been.

"Mmm, very good. Do you see how much better it is when you just do what I ask?"

I nodded, too afraid to speak or move. I didn't want to provoke him any more than I already had. He looked at me for a long time. He seemed to take a mental note of my entire naked frontside. I did my best not to fidget through the shame.

As if it were a normal day, Daddy went back to washing me. He ran the loofah gently up my arms, and across my shoulders. He washed my sternum and down my cleavage to my tummy. He looked me right in the eye, smiled, the slowly ran the loofah back up my chest. Washing my breasts, circling them and covering them in soap, then running the rough plastic of the loofah across each of my nipples several times. If they hadn't been fully erect before from the cold, they certainly would be now from the irritation.

"You have very nice tits, has Daddy ever told you that?"

Jolted back to the situation by Daddy's words, I was yet again in shock. Not only was he washing my naked body, he was complimenting it! Daddy can't look at my 'tits'! I'm sure a look of sheer confusion passed over my face, because Daddy began to chuckle. 

Daddy pushed his flat hand between my thighs and pushed on either of them gently, I assume encouraging me to move them apart. I took a step with my right leg, and then my left. Opening as wide as I was comfortable on this slick surface. Only after I had moved, did I realize that I had done it.

Daddy's face lit up with joy, or maybe it was pride. "Very very good, perhaps you can be taught." He moved the loofah between my thighs and began working it very slowly against my lips. I was still afraid, but somehow now, excited. I almost wanted him to touch me.

He rubbed the soapy sponge against my lips for a moment, before I felt a finger slip down through the slit that was protecting my clit from his touch. That motion made it possible for the loofah to follow. He stroked the harsh material over my clit a few times before dropping it. "Oops," was all he said.

He continued to clean my clit and lips with his fingers, occasionally pulling on one of my lips and pinching my clit. I could feel myself starting to swell. I was humiliated and afraid, but now, I didn't want him to stop. My trembling was almost gone, and the cold was becoming a vague memory.

"You also have a very nice pussy princess."

"Thank you Daddy" was all I could think to say.

He purred gently. "Now I'm going to clean out that dirty cunt of yours ok?"

"Ok Daddy." I was astonished that I actually wanted to let him continue this, but the feel of him against me made it impossible for me to think clearly.

He pushed his hand forward, and circled his finger around my vagina. I wasn't sure if it felt slick because of the soap or me. Daddy slowly slid a finger into me. I gasped at the shock and sheer ecstasy of it. His finger began exploring me from the inside. Involuntarily my head went back, and I was only barely able to stop myself from a full moan.

Daddy pulled his finger out, only to replace it with another. Still exploring me, and exciting me. I felt him then, pressing against my asshole. This time I wasn't able to stop the moan, and it escaped me. He pressed harder in to my ass, I loved every second of it. He wiggled both his fingers back and forth, rubbing them together. My body felt the need to push down, and drive him further in to me. My physical need had totally overcome my mental reservations.

"Yes, you like it when Daddy helps make you pretty." His fingers slowly withdrew, only to reinsert themselves. Over and over, painfully slow. It was driving me mad. "It's important to make sure my little girl gets her slutty little body clean for Daddy."

Again I could only nod. I wanted him to be pleased, if he was happy he would continue to touch me. I needed his touch. I didn't care if he called me a slut, he could call me anything he liked. I was a slut at this moment, and had no current desire to change that.

I couldn't take it any longer, and I pushed down against his fingers, I needed them buried deep inside of me. Before I'd even followed through with the full movement, I felt a hot stinging slap across my face. I gasped for breath, too bewildered to think, or move my hands away from my head to protect myself.

"You fucking whore. You will get what pleasure I choose, and when I choose it. When I want you to fuck my hand, I will tell you. Until then you will be still, understood?"

I blinked a few times to clear my vision, no matter what I did, everything appeared foggy. Even Daddy's face was a blur to me. "Y-es." I finally managed to stammer out.

"I need a good girl, not a nasty slut. A good girl will do whatever her Daddy tells her. A slut will try to take what she wants. There is a place for both, this isn't a place for a slut."

I am not certain if I actually made a movement, though I think I may have nodded.

"Now turn around, and bend over, I want to see that ass." He pulled his fingers from inside of me. Instantly I was sad, my clit was on fire with need for him, and him alone.

I turned as quickly as I could, I wanted to be his good girl. I moved my hands from my head to brace myself on the side of the bath tub so I could do as he requested. "Mmm." I heard him moan. Then I felt his hands on either side of my butt. He pulled on my cheeks and spread them as far as I thought my skin could go without tearing me in half. He reached between my legs and pinched my clit several times. I moaned at the feel of it. It hurt, and was thrilling.

"I think it's time we move in to another room, you seem clean enough to be allowed on my bed." He grabbed my hair again and pulled me to my feet, and kicked the water off with his foot, it was the first time I realized he was still wearing shoes. "Out." he gestured for me to step out of the tub. I complied, the cold began to rush back against my wet skin, so I reached for a towel. He jerked me back from the towel rack with my hair. "You will get a towel when I say you get a towel cunt."

Almost dragging me by the hair he started walking, I had no choice but to follow him with my head down and dripping all through the house. When we entered his room, he threw my face down to the floor. I caught myself on my hands and knees. "Crawl to my bed bitch." As if I were hypnotized I did exactly as he commanded. I crawled the distance from the door to his bed. "Now, lean over my bed with your ass up." I scrambled to my feet and leaned over his bed, I situated myself with my legs open and ready for him.

I heard him rustling around his room a bit, though I couldn't understand why. "You are a nasty whore, you know that right? Sometimes I think you're kinda hot. Today though, you are just a filthy skank. I'm going to examine you more fully, and if you are good enough, you are going to be my whore."

"Yes, Daddy." I agreed. I wanted to deserve him, I wanted to be anything he wanted me to be.

"Now, hold still while Daddy does what he has to do."

"Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl, lets see if your nasty body is good enough for Daddy to use." I felt something cold and hard strike me across the ass. Before I was able to conceive of what it was, I felt it enter my vagina. I could feel the cold shaft inside me, my warm body struggling to adjust. He began thrusting it in and out of me, I could feel my knees threatening to give out. He must have noticed, "If you fall, this will be much more unpleasant for you cunt."

I held on to the bed with both hands while he invaded my body almost violently, in and out. It was both painful and enjoyable. My clit continued to swell with heat, I needed this. I deserved this. I could think of nothing more I wanted than to please him. 

"Look at that cunt of yours, it's all wet. I wonder..." He ripped the shaft out of my vagina, I felt like I was going to flip inside out. On its next in thrust, he rammed it into my ass. I screamed out as my ass was lit on fire. He stroked it in and out of me slowly until he was satisfied with how much fit, then began fucking me just as violently in the ass.

"I love abusing you, you stupid whore. It makes my cock hard to see you suffer. You want my cock to be hard don't you?"

"Oh yes, Daddy!"

"That's right you worthless cunt, Daddy's going to use you like a fuck doll. You are nothing to me right now, other than something to use for my enjoyment." He rammed another cold shaft into my vagina. Pumping them both together, I could feel myself stretching and the skin begging to give. I held on to the bed like a life raft in the ocean.

He pushed both shafts into me as far as my body would allow and held them there. "Roll over, I want to see your tits jiggle"

I pushed off the bed, and turned as gently as I could without moving the objects inside of me. I laid down on my back. I was barely down before he started working them in and out of me again. This angle was different and the pain started all over. He grabbed one of my nipples with his free hand and pulled on it, hard. My back arched to follow where he was pulling me. I couldn't help but moan harder.

He pulled the shafts over of me as quickly as he had put them there. I gasped at the sudden sensation of being empty and in pain. He laughed in a way I'd never heard before. I heard the objects hit the floor as he leaned forward over me. He grabbed my nipple in his teeth and began to lick the flesh behind his teeth, quickly. I squirmed and moaned, the harshness of his teeth, and the softness of his tongue was confusing to my senses.

His hand found its way to my clit, and he was rubbing on it, softer and more gently than he had thus far. As he pulled his head back from my breast he said, "Such fantastic tits for such a vile cunt."

He positioned himself at the end of the bed on his knees, and pulled my lips wide. The skin began to burn as he pulled it open, the skin aching to tear. He let go and grabbed both my knees and threw them wide, and rested my feet on the bed. "Keep your legs open for Daddy you filthy fucking whore. I'd hate to have to make you do it."

I relaxed a bit, holding my legs as open as I was able, so he could explore me as fully as he wished. I felt him gently slide another shaft into my vagina, and began working it slowly. "Your cunt is so wet, I love watching it. But, there are still other things I need to check before I can know if you are the fuck doll for Daddy."

Writhing gently on the bed, trying to hold as still as possible, I just moaned. Every part of my body was open to him, I only wanted to be what he was looking for, and for this to never end. He lapped with his tongue on my clit while still fucking me. I almost came undone.

"Your pussy tastes sweet whore, it must be because it was so clean. Maybe Daddy will have to wash it for you from now on." His teeth closed on my clit and he shook his head softly from side to side. I screamed out, it was a very intense and pleasurable pain. Daddy set to sucking on my clit, I felt my eyes roll back in my head, and I was unable to control my voice any longer, I was screaming out.

"Do you want to be Daddy's whore?" he said between laps on my clit.

"Yes Daddy, very much."

"You are doing very well slut, keep this up and Daddy will use your worthless body whenever he wants." He sucked and licked at my clit, while fucking me with the shaft till I couldn't take it anymore. My entire groin was on fire and was going to explode. I knew I was going to cum, and the realization of that jolted me to my senses for only a moment. Would he allow me to cum, or would he be angry if I did?

"Daddy, may I please cum, that feels really good."

He rammed the shaft hard into me, and stopped sucking with his mouth. "No you useless whore you may not cum. Your body is for me not you. You will cum when and if I tell you. You are a toy for my entertainment. If you cum before you are told, I will have to punish you for that, you don't want Daddy to have to punish you do you?"

Very aware of his seriousness, I knew he would hurt me if I disobeyed. "No Daddy, please, I want to be a good girl."

"Very good, I will suck on your skanky twat till I'm done, not you. You will lay there and take it, like you have been told. Is that clear you dumb bitch?"




Caught In The Shower



This story is true. The names have been changed to protect the fully-clothed.



Throughout my teenage years, I had a best friend named Lisa. We were close; however, we never had a boyfriend/girlfriend thing. It was one of those rare relationships between a boy and a girl where we connected on a friend level. We were best buddies. 

I was always hanging out at Lisa's house. She lived with her parents, Debbie and Joe. After about five years of living across the street from each other, Lisa's parents divorced. Debbie took Lisa, and moved farther north, about three hours away.

Naturally, I didn't see much of Lisa for awhile. But, the summer I turned 18, I went to visit her for a couple of weeks, which is where this story really begins.

I'd been at Lisa's for about a week, and we passed the time as always...hanging out in her room, listening to music, and meeting her new friends. Debbie worked every day and was out of the house until about 5 p.m., which left Lisa and I plenty of time to hang out and have fun.

One afternoon, Lisa had to take the bus downtown for a job interview. Since her mom was already at work, that left me alone in the house for several hours. 

After Lisa left, I decided to take a shower. The house had two bathrooms. One, in the hallway, with a standard tub-shower...and one in Debbie's room. The shower in Debbie's room was a luxurious and spacious, black-tiled walk in, surrounded on three sides by clear glass. I'd used it two or three times since I'd been there, but always when someone was home.

Stripping in the spare room that I slept in, I headed down the hall, totally naked, knowing that nobody would be home for a few hours. I'd planned to use the tub-shower; however, as I passed Debbie's room, and incredibly naughty thought entered my mind.

Now, Debbie was a cougar if there ever was one. At this time, she was in her early fifties...but let me tell you, she was hot. She was Hawaiian and Hispanic...long black hair that fell to her hourglass waist, dark skin, and brown eyes. Her skin hardly gave away her age. And the best part, at least in my young eyes, was those boobs. Good lord. She'd obviously had a boob job in the past, and today, I'd guess them to have been at least an E-cup if not bigger. 

Debbie often wore low-cut tops and tight leggings around the house, which fueled my young masturbatory fantasies. I spilled many loads picturing her naked. 

Anyway, as I passed Debbie's room, I thought about how dirty it would feel to lay on Debbie's bed, totally naked, and masturbate. The fantasies were raging through my head like the blood through my cock. The thought of that made me so hard it hurt.

Sneaking into her room, I sat down on her bed for a moment. She had a full-length mirror on the wall, and I could see myself, fully naked, with a pounding hard-on, sitting on the edge of the bed. 

I was totally nude in the room of the mother of my best friend...and the thought of it was turning me on to the point that it was becoming difficult to breath.

There was a photo of Debbie on the night stand. In it, she wore a low-cut top, and her beautiful, jet-black hair cascaded around her huge breasts. Taking the picture in hand, I lay back with my shoulders on her pillows, and began to slowly stroke my rock hard cock. 

Staring into Debbie's eyes on the photo, I imagined that she was there, standing in front of me, watching me stroke myself. In my imagination, she was fully-clothed, while I was totally naked. 

In my fantasy, Debbie watched me and smiled...encouraging me to stroke my cock on her bed, as she slowly unbuttoned one button at a time on her blouse. I imagined her huge, gorgeous tits, slowly coming into view with each undone button. 

Soon I was lost in the picture of my friend's beautiful mom, stroking my cock harder, and faster. 

In my mind's eye, Debbie had finally unbuttoned her top completely, letting it fall open to her sides. She stood there watching me, her enormous, bra-covered tits, heaving with excitement. I spit on my hand for lubrication and attacked my cock...stroking fast, pulling and squeezing, while clutching her picture to my face. My eyes feasted on her while my mind conjured my dirty fantasy.

I was jerked from my fantasy of Debbie by the sound of the front door opening and closing downstairs. Thinking that Lisa was back early, I continued to stroke in spite of myself, because I knew she'd go into the kitchen. 

Besides, the thought of stroking, to her mom's picture, naked on her bed, while Lisa was in the house made me so hot, I really couldn't stop. I fantasized about Lisa catching me as I beat harder.

Thinking that I had a few moments at least, I jacked my cock hard and fast. I was close to coming...I licked Debbie's picture, imagining that I was licking her huge titties. In my mind, I was now fucking Debbie, while Lisa walked around downstairs.

Suddenly, I heard Debbie's voice..."Lisa? You home?" 

My heart stopped in my chest. She was coming up the stairs! I knew that I had seconds before she walked in and caught me. Dropping the picture, I jumped up and scrambled into Debbie's bathroom and jumped into the shower, turning the water on at the same time.

Moments later, I heard Debbie in the bedroom. She was opening and closing dresser drawers. Then, it dawned on me...the picture! I'd left it on the bed. My cock was still hard, despite the terrified pounding of my young heart in my chest. "Lisa, you in there?" Debbie called out from the bedroom. 

Not knowing what to do. I stood there, with the water running...my hard cock still wanting to be stroked, when Debbie walked into the bathroom.

She looked through the glass, right at me. "Oh, John," she said, surprised..."I thought Lisa might be home already." "Uh..no.." I stuttered, holding my hands in front of my throbbing cock, "she's not home yet." 

The shower glass had not yet fogged up, and Debbie stood there looking at me for a moment. I was totally naked, and totally revealed to her. 

She asked me why I was in her shower. I told her that I liked it better than the tub-shower. She smiled that gorgeous smile at me, (which didn't help my cock), and asked why I wasn't washing myself. Stupidly, I removed my hands from in front of my cock, and began to soap up. My boner was so hard it hurt. 

Standing a moment longer, Debbie looked me up and down and smiled again, before walking out and leaving the door open. 

I breathed a sigh of relief, but, the thought of what just happened was more than I could take. Grabbing hold of my hard rod, I beat for all I was worth...pretending that Debbie was still standing there, looking at me. 

I was close to coming, when Debbie walked backed in. "I thought you might need this.." she said, holding up a towel. 

She'd caught me in the middle of stroking and I couldn't stop. "Okay," I moaned, beating my dick furiously. What happened next was insane. Reaching out, Debbie simply opened the shower door.

My back was pressed against the wall. Every muscle in my body was tensed and screaming, as I stood on my tip-toes and beat my throbbing, angry-red cock. 

I looked at Debbie...right into her eyes, and moaned. 

"Oh..." was all she said. 

She was openly staring at me. There was no way in hell that I could stop at this point. Seeing Debbie, standing there, her massive cleavage spilling out of her blouse, and her beautiful eyes looking me up and down as I jacked off, totally naked, right in front of her...I came...beating my cock for all I was worth.

I couldn't help myself. 

"Oh God, Debbie.." I moaned, as my knees bucked. 

Cum sprayed from my dick, all over my belly, the floor, and the shower wall. I came harder than I can remember ever coming before. The whole time, Debbie stood there watching. 

As wave after wave of ecstasy overtook me, I pulled on my cock hard, rocking back and forth. 

"Debbie...Debbie.." I moaned over and over...unable to stop.

Finally, when my orgasm subsided, I stood there, with dick in hand and looked at her. I was so embarrassed. 

"I'm sorry..." I said, hoping she wouldn't be mad. I mean, I was pretty scared now.

A grin broke out on her face. "Sorry?" she smiled, looking at my cock..."you have nothing to be sorry for..." I smiled back at her, meekly, thankful that she wasn't mad.

After a moment, she layed the towel on the sink, closed the shower door, and walked out again. 

I stepped out and dried myself off, leaving the bathroom door open. I could hear her in the bedroom, and my young cock started to rise again. 

Leaving the towel hanging on the rack, I walked out of the bathroom, naked. Debbie was sitting on the edge of the bed, where I had sat. She smiled at me, causing my cock to thob. "Wow" she laughed, "must be nice to be young." 

With that, she said I should go get dressed, because Lisa would be home any minute. 

As I left the room, she called out to me again. 

Turning, I came back in, and stood in front of her, my cock pointing right at her. 

"Next time honey," she smiled, "put my picture back okay?" I turned ten shades of red and apologized. I was so embarrassed. 

She said that it was okay, she didn't mind me masturbating to her picture...it was normal for a young man. But she just wanted me to put it back when I was done. I agreed, and went back to get dressed.

Nothing more was ever said between Debbie and me about that day. I never told Lisa about it either. 

But, I did continue to jerk off on Debbie's bed for the rest of my visit whenever I had the chance.

Today, I am in my late forties, and I still get a good jerk remembering my friend's mom.



Caught in the Shower



I see you in the shower, the water running off your body. But you don't know I'm watching you. As you lather your skin, your hands move in slow circles across your breasts. Lingering on your nipples as you give them a slight pinch. 

I imagine you are remembering last night, the way my hands ran across your skin. I gave you goosebumps all over.

Your hands, now covered in soap, move lower, slowly getting closer to your finely trimmed bush. The water still flowing across your hair, I watch as your fingers trace a line between your lips, wet not only from the shower, but from your growing excitement. When your middle finger reaches your clit, a slight moan escapes your lips. If I wasn't standing here watching, I would not have known you were getting so turned on.

I feel I should say something, or at least join you in the shower, but I am mesmerized by you pleasuring yourself. Steam is starting to fog the view, but your outline tells me exactly what you are doing. Arching your back slightly, you spread your legs apart to give your fingers better access. After you dip further into your wet pussy, you glide across your clit, and can't help but moan even louder. Faster your fingers move, raising your excitement to a new level.

I am not sure how much more I can take; I am already uncomfortably hard in my shorts. Shifting position to ease the pressure, I am careful not to make a sound. I don't want to interrupt you, yet.

Now that you've got a good rhythm going, your free hand moves to your nipples, tracing the outside of your areolas, and pinching them as they get rock hard. Always one of my favorite parts of your body, especially when they are hard with arousal. Your fingers dancing on your clit now, I can almost hear the sweet sound of your wetness as you play. Your breathing is getting faster, so I know you are getting close to an orgasm. I will need to time this just right.

I take a few steps back, so I know you will not see me as I take my clothes off. My cock bounces out of my shorts as I pull them down, I definitely like what I have been watching. A drip of pre-cum already at the tip, but I don't dare touch it. I want to last as long as I can for you. Getting closer to the shower door again, I see you are really going at it now. Your fingers a blur across your hard little clit, your other hand now squeezing each tit in turn. Your breath now gasping as you race to the finish, still unaware I am watching from a mere two feet away. My eyes glued to the spectacle of your passion.

My time is almost here, as you start to moan out loud, I am ready. I place my hand on the door, prepared to pounce like a tiger. I know as your moaning deepens, it is time. Your breath catches in your throat, and I see you rise up on your tip-toes, your hand balancing you against the wall as the throes of your climax start to overcome you.

I throw the door open as I jump in behind you, my cock knowing exactly where the center of your target is. Before you even know I am there, I have grabbed your hips and thrust my raging hard-on all the way into your pussy. Pure ecstasy has hit at just the right moment, your orgasm has now exploded into whirlwind of sensation. You have become a writhing, thrashing tigress, impaled upon my rigid cock. You lose all sense of being as the power of your climax rolls through your every cell. Every part of your body is on fire, and dipped in ice at the same time. Your first orgasm rolls right into another, it's power just as great as the first. You pussy is now drenched, as your juice is flowing past my thrusting member. Ripples of pleasure go from your clit outward, curling your toes, clenching your fists, and biting your bottom lip.

If it weren't for my hold onto your hips, and my cock buried in you, you would have fallen to the shower floor. As the sensation of two back to back orgasms start to ebb, you fully realize I am there, slowly stroking in and out of your sopping pussy. You now start to push back onto me, forcing me even deeper. When I am in you as far as possible, you start to scream. Your fingers have found their way to your clit again, and it's is so sensitive, you can barely touch it. The merest brush across it brings spasms to your body. Spasms that I cannot handle. You feel me start to pulse and throb inside you, and as turned on as you already are, this sends you to another level. Your fingers flash across your clit now, bring you closer to another earth shattering climax. The walls of your pussy grab my cock, and I am into the throes of my own orgasm. As I start to grunt and growl your name, you have reached your peak. We climax together, our bodies melted into one another. Time has stopped, and we are all that exists. Pulse after pulse of my seed is forced into you, and your spasms are in exact time with my spurts of cum. Milking it all out of my cock.

As we both reach the end, and start to regain our senses, we realize the water is still running, but turning cold. Goosebumps cover both our bodies. You pull yourself off of me, and we are both surprised I am still rock hard. You reach up to shut off the water, then turn towards me with a look of pure desire on your face.

"Let's just see what else we can do with this," as you wrap your fingers around me and pull me out of the shower. I can't help but follow you, as you lead me to the bedroom.

"We can't let such a good thing go to waste" you say as you drop to your knees in front of me. You look up at me as you take my cock in your mouth, you know I love to watch you. Slowly you work your lips around me, your tongue swirls around the tip as you suck me deeper. Moaning, I place my hands on your head, my fingers grabbing a handful of hair. As my cock goes deeper into your mouth you start to hum, driving me crazy. Wrapping your hand around the base, you start to jerk me off into your mouth. I don't know how long I can last at this, but the pleasure is so great I try to make it last as long as I can. Picking up the pace, you move back and forth, alternately sucking me deeper, and running your tongue down the length of me. That's it, I cannot take anymore or I will blow my load in your mouth. I pull you off of me, lifting you into my arms. Kissing your neck and nibbling you ears.

"It's your turn," I whisper softly to you.

I turn you around and push you towards the bed, bending at the waist you lie across the covers, your feet still on the floor. Exposing your best feature to me. Your ass is to die for, I can't help but stare. You wiggle it back and forth, enticing me closer. This is at times my favorite part. I kiss each side as my tongue leaves a wet trail between your cheeks. Diving into your crack, my tongue reaches your delicate rosebud. Flicking across it, ever so softly. Your moans into the pillow are barely muffled as I tease your asshole. Knowing what is soon to come, you push back into me. Wanting me to bury my tongue in your ass. Reaching back, your hands grab each cheek to spread wide open, exposing your hole in all its glory. I stab my tongue into you, reaching as far as I can, getting as deep as possible. But it's not enough.

"Put your finger in my ass," you plead.

Using your flowing pussy juice, and some extra saliva I spit into my hand, I run my index finger across your puckered hole. As it starts to open up to me, my finger glides right in, you were ready for me. Throwing your head back and forth, you writhe in pleasure. In and out my finger moves, and you arch into me for more. As I almost pull all the way out, I lay my middle finger alongside, and they both ease into your ass. A mixture of a moan and a scream escapes your lips, and you continue to moan into the pillow. A little more of this and you'll be ready for my cock. Twisting my wrist as my fingers move into you, each knuckle another ridge through your asshole. It's more than you can take.

"I need your cock now!! Fuck my ass!!" you scream.

Not one to leave you wanting, I slowly pull my fingers out, quickly replacing them with the tip of my cock. Your ass is still open from the reaming you just got, so I slowly push against you. As the head of my engorged member gets past your ring of muscle, your breath catches in your throat. As much as I want to slam into you in one mighty stroke, I pause and wait for you. It doesn't take long and you are ready for more. You push back to me, so I ease more of my cock into your ass. So tight and so hot. I love the feel of it wrapped around me. Halfway in I wait again for you to adjust. But you are ready now.

"Give it all to me, pound my ass."

Just what I was waiting to hear. Driving into you for all I am worth now, I piston my cock in and out. Deep into your ass, and almost all the way back out. You're screaming now, as your fingers are underneath you, frigging your clit again. Faster and faster we both move, the previous chill of the cold water completely gone, replaced with sweat dripping from my brow, and trickling down your ass crack to add to all that's already there. What an amazing sight, as I catch our view in the mirror at the foot of the bed. You are biting your bottom lip again, right on the edge of a giant orgasm. Mine is fast approaching, but I want to wait for you. As you get close, your moans turn to labored breathing, you can barely catch your breath as I am pounding your ass. When I feel your inner ripples of climax start, I can hold out no longer. We reach the cliff at the same moment, falling into the bliss of a shared orgasm that rocks our world. Screaming out each other names, we paw at anything within our reach until the ecstasy starts to subside. I stay inside your until I finally start to go limp. I pull out of you, and we both sigh as if we lost a part of each other. But we climb onto the bed, and wrap our arms around each other. On the verge of falling into a deep sleep, before I lose my focus I whisper into your ear.

"I love you baby."

"I love you too."

Oh, this was a good night to catch you in the shower...



Caught in the Shower Ch. 02



I would recommend reading the first installment of this story, Caught in the Shower. All characters are 18 and older. The next Chapter is coming soon!

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It's been about two weeks now, since I happened across my dad taking his shower and masturbating. Despite racking my brains, I still haven't figured out how to go about seducing him. I came to the conclusion last night, that it was time to turn up the heat!

This morning, my dad had asked me if I would act as his secretary again for an important dinner meeting with some clients from Denver. I had done this a few times over the past year, as his secretary's husband flipped out about his wife going out with her boss. Some people were just so ignorant! 

In the past I had made him pay big time for my services, usually making him give me some treat, or privilege I had been previously denied. My sex hungry mind was working overtime at the thought of what I might get out of this gig, and when he handed me his credit card and told me to go get something appropriate for a black tie affair, I was in heaven! I was going to dress to seduce him, and he was going to pay for it! Life couldn't get much better. I took hold of his credit card, and headed towards the door to go to school. "Jen?"

I turned around, "Yes, Daddy?"

"Don't forget the accessories. Subtle, but sexy. Nothing vulgar." he turned back to his pot roast and crock pot, and I rushed over to give him a hug from behind.

"I won't, Dad." I pressed my breasts into his back, and heard his gasp. Smiling, I kissed his back and whispered, " I love you', and bolted out the door.

Joe turned from prepping dinner, and wiped the counter dry. His mind was racing at his reaction to her hug. When had her tits gotten so big? They had felt firm and ripe against his back, her nipples hard and tickling his skin through the thin layers of their shirts.

He wiped his hands on the dish towel, and surveyed the kitchen. It was clean and tidy, so he went to his office to check his email for the flight confirmations of his Denver guests. For some reason, the computer wouldn't boot up, and he tried twice more with the same result. Frustrated, he cursed himself for forgetting his laptop at the office. He'd just use Jen's then, and he got up and headed to her room. 

Opening the door, he scanned the room, and sighed. She might be of adult age now, but her room still looked like a little girl lived in it. Perhaps it was time to redecorate from ballerina wallpaper, he thought with a chuckle. 

Spying her laptop on the end table next to the bed, he sat down and flipped it open. He logged onto to his email, and searched through them for the one he wanted, and checking to make sure her printer was plugged in to the laptop, he hit print. 

Then he opened one from his cousin in Dallas. It was a video, and he hesitated before downloading it. He went ahead with the download, intending to delete it once finished viewing it. His cousin was always sending him sexy women, or crazy accident videos. 

This one was of a couple of motor cross riders, zipping around on their bikes, an obvious obstacle course. One went to jump a ramp, the other close on his rear tire. Predictably, they tangled up mid-air, and came crashing down. Surprisingly, neither lost their seat, nor control of their heavy bikes, finishing neck and neck.

He hit delete, and was about to close out of the media player, when the title of a video caught his eye. It said "Daddy". Curious, I clicked play, and what I saw shocked the living hell out of me! There I was, in the shower, jerking my cock! How the hell did she get this? When?? I was tempted to delete it, but I didn't want her to think that I was invading her privacy, but hell, hadn't she invaded mine? I clicked stop, and looked to see if she had more of me, but that was the only one. 

Then I saw one titled "Me". I clicked on it, and it was her, playing with her tits. I gasped as I watched my daughter caressing her breasts. I could hear water in the background, and I could only guess that she was watching the video she'd done of me in the shower. 

Mesmerized, I unblinkingly watched her fingers flick her nipples, then roll them around in her fingers. Her long fingers pulled her nipples, then let them go, causing her breasts to wiggle furiously. Despite myself, I felt my cock twitch, and begin to come to life. Slowly, I began rubbing myself through my sweats. I groaned as I watched her lift her hefty boob, and lick her own nipple. Her sweet pink tongue flicked it relentlessly, then her cherry lips closed around it, and began sucking. She stood then, and removed her panties. I was about to masturbate to my daughter masturbating while watching me masturbate. The only thing more ridiculous, would be if she somehow caught me doing this on film, I thought ironically.

Jen adjusted the camera angle, and lay back down on the bed. Her head was propped up on a pillow, and her fingers began to slowly trace along her inner thighs. I suddenly wished they were my fingers working their way towards that sweet bald pussy. Bald! My daughter shaves her muff?

Her moan brought my attention back quickly. Her fingers found, and penetrated her pussy. "Oh, Daddy, lick me!" she moaned. That confirmed everything right there. My little girl was fucking herself while thinking of me! My cock jumped in my sweats, and demanded to be let loose. I lowered them, as I watched her fingers explore her tight pink clit. Two fingers flew in and out of her small hole, faster and faster. "Fuck me, Daddy, make me cum!" 

Precum was oozing from the slit of my cock, and I rubbed it across the head before taking my cock in hand and stroking. Oh yeah, baby, I thought, I'd love to fuck that sweet pussy! Her ass lifted off the duvet, and by the way her legs were trembling, I knew she was close. I sped up my stroking, and felt my balls tighten in response. Her wailing sent shivers up my spine, and I knew that my orgasm was very close. I lay back on the bed, and lifted my t-shirt. I became aware of an odor, and turned my head. The panties she had taken off, were half stuffed under her pillow! 

I grabbed those panties and brought them to my nose. The scent was fresh, and I buried my face in them. That is when I noticed that not only was this video recent, it was this morning!! The panties were still damp! I put the crotch of them in my mouth, and sucked on them. God she tasted so good! I heard screaming, and turned back to the video. She was thrashing on the bed, exactly where I lay, her hips bucking up and down, like she was fucking someone. Me. Then she let out a wail to wake the dead. "Daddy!" She cried out in a long, breathless wail. I watched her convulse, and that, along with the panties in my mouth were my undoing. My cum seemed to shoot straight out of my ass, flow through my balls, then up my thick shaft. I took the panties from my mouth, and placed them at the head of my cock. In seconds, I was filling them with my sperm, still moaning in ecstasy. I wiped the last droplets from the head of my throbbing cock, and slid the panties back under her pillow. Let her find her evidence, I thought. I quickly emailed that video to my private account, and shutdown the laptop.

The rest of the day, I was almost worthless thinking about the videos, her panties, and the erotic fantasy of having sex with her. I also thought back on the past couple of weeks, and her behavior. She had outrageously flaunted her sexy body in front of me, countless times. Little did she know just how successful she'd been in capturing my attention, however, I thought it was accidental. I began a little plotting of my own, to see how far my daughter was willing to go with dear old dad. 

On my way to work, I stopped off at a jewelry store, and bought a little diamond encrusted necklace for her to wear to our dinner engagement, and then stopped by the florists. I purchased a dozen long stemmed red roses, and had them slide the thin black necklace box in with the flowers, to be delivered to our home at five pm, when she would be back from shopping.

Twice during the day, I thought about that video, and God help me, I pulled up the email, and relieved myself right there in my office. My cock was so hard, I just couldn't leave it be! My secretary almost busted me, when she tapped lightly on the door and entered, I quickly scooted my chair in closer under the desk, and slapped the laptop shut. I blindly signed whatever document she had, not even glancing at what it was I was signing! I had it bad, and couldn't wait for her to get out, so I could finish jacking off.

That night, when I got home, I was ambushed at the door by a small tornado. She flew into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist. 

"Daddy, its GORGEOUS!!" she rained my cheeks with kisses, her fingers curled into fists in my hair. I laughed, and reached up to support her weight, unthinkingly grabbing her behind to do so. What I felt should have shocked me, instead, it just caused my cock to pop up once again. Her bare ass filled my hands, and my fingers were in her crack, grazing the part of her I most desired at this particular moment. She was wearing an old nightshirt of mine, and nothing else!

I was half amazed at myself. It had been many years now, since I'd had four erections in one day. I didn't know if I could keep up with this dynamo! 

"I'm glad you approve, princess. I thought you deserved something grown up for doing me this favor." I intended to give her a peck on the cheek, but she turned her head towards me, and our lips met. Her arms tightened around my neck, pulling my face closer. "Jen.." I mumbled against her lips, and realized my error. Her little tongue snaked into my mouth, and began dueling with mine. I groaned in ecstasy, my fingers tightening on her pert bottom. This had the effect of spreading her ass cheeks wide apart, and my glance happened upon the mirror behind us.

My cock leapt in my pants. I could see her little asshole winking at me! I shifted her weight in my hands, and just that little movement bared her naked pussy to my view. "Baby, stop. This isn't right." Reluctantly, I let her slide down my body. I almost ejaculated in my pants when her pussy made contact with my cock through my trousers. When our bodies separated, I noticed the wet trail her juicy pussy had left down my shirt, and the huge wet spot as well. God but she was hot for me! How could this be wrong?

The buzzer began its insistent ringing, signaling dinner was ready. "We'll talk about this later, young lady. Go wash up for supper." I beat a hasty retreat, trying in vain to hide my arousal.

Dinner was a silent affair, and I thought about what I would say, when I confronted my daughter about this behavior. I wanted it, but I wanted it to be done right, and at the right time. But when I went up to her room, to tell her, she was sound asleep. Sighing, I stepped into the room, to turn off her light. 

I looked down at my little girl, all grown up now. The nightshirt was twisted across her body, tightly molded against her large breasts. She must be a D cup by now, if not, then at least a very full C cup! Her nipples were extended, and hardened even in repose. She rolled over a bit, and the blanket fell from her waist, exposing her bald pussy. I gasped at the sight of those tender pink lips, and the little bubble of wetness pooled at the top of her slit. God how I wanted to taste that! I wanted to see more, and gently pushed her knee, which was bent and propped up, outward.

Her knee fell easily, such as one will when the owner is asleep. No resistance. This left her legs splayed wide open, and I watched in fascination as her plump pussy lips began to open, much like one of the tender rose buds I had sent to her earlier. Slowly, the petals opened, and I leaned forward to smell my little flowers fragrance. She smelled so sweet. The body wash she used was honeysuckle something. Erotic in itself, for there was nothing I would rather do right this moment, than suckle the honey from my sleeping daughters pussy!

I leaned over to turn out the light, intending to leave. Then I noticed my bottle of sleeping pills on her nightstand. I panicked for a moment, thinking she had taken them all, but the bottle was still mostly full. Had she taken one tonight? I thought back, and knew the bottle had been in my medicine cabinet the night before, so she must have. My deviant mind then realized, she was out for the night, and not much would wake her up!

My cock made up my mind then and there, that he was in charge from this moment on. I turned the light down a notch, but not to total darkness. I still wanted to be able to see her body, and any reaction she might have. Then I settled myself on the bed, my face between her legs. 

I inhaled her scent for quite a while. I could not get enough of that smell. Then I realized I forgot to shuck my pants, and got up to do so. My hard member sprang out in relief. I gently sat back down on the edge of the bed. With my left hand, I gently stroked the exposed inner thigh of my little girl. She moaned in her sleep, and hiked her thigh up higher, widening her legs even further. I noticed that her inner thigh was pink and her face slightly flushed. Just that one touch had affected her this much! 

Slowly, I reached up, and began unbuttoning the nightshirt she wore. Soon, I could see the creamy expanse of skin that was her chest and stomach. Gently, I parted the shirt open, and gloried in the view of Jen's breasts. They were creamy white, with rose tipped buds, fully extended. My mouth watered at the sight. I flicked a nipple with my thumb, causing them to harden even more. Then did the same to the other breast. Little goose bumps dotted her breasts and down her stomach, then magically disappeared. I repeated the process, and almost chuckled as it happened again. God she was so responsive! I half wished she was awake, so that I could enjoy her full responses. Sighing, I knew that tonight this could not be. Perhaps another time? I leaned forward, and licked each nipple, suckling it lightly and loving the feel of them in my mouth. A small moan escaped her, and I quickly looked up at her face. She was still sound asleep.

Emboldened, I traveled lower. Kissing, licking and dipping my tongue into her belly button as I passed it. I watched the rise and fall of her chest as I made my way lower. As I did so, I saw her camera on the nightstand. Devilishly, I thought to leave her a moment-o of our time together. Let her masturbate to this, I thought mischievously. I reached over and turned the camera on, making sure that it had the entire frame set properly. Then I continued my journey of her body. Finally, I was faced up against her pussy again. I inhaled deeply once more.

With my tongue, I teased her outer lips until her hips began to subconsciously gyrate in my face. It was erotic watching her body respond when she had no conscious thoughts to do so. I let my hot breath make love to her pussy for a full minute before snaking my tongue out to taste her for the first time. I closed my eyes in ecstasy as her flavor coated my tongue. Supreme! I had never tasted a pussy so sweet in my life. Not even her mother's! 

I took my time, licking in circles, using the flat of my tongue and sliding it up from her sweet hole to the tip of her engorged clit. Sucking that hard nub into my mouth, and bathing it with my tongue as I sucked it in deeper. My hands caressed her inner thighs as my mouth worshipped what was between her legs. I was a man possessed, by the power of her young pussy. I dipped my tongue into her hole, fucking her with it, over and over. Her breathing became ragged, and her hips bucked up into my face of their own accord.

I glanced at her face, time and time again, to be sure she was still asleep. Once assured, I continued my onslaught with my tongue. All at once, her body stiffened, and she magically filled my mouth with thick, white, creamy cum. I'd not had cum of this consistency in decades, and I hungrily lapped it up, diving in for more. Her thighs began to close, and I held them apart. 

Quickly, I situated myself between her thighs, my legs under hers. I sat there, my cock straining eagerly for her sweet puss. Not this night tiger, I thought humorously to myself. I took my rigid member in hand, and began to stroke it firmly. More white creamy cum escaped from her oozing pussy, and I rubbed the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy, scooping it up. It felt so soft, so slick, that I continued to rub the head along her slit, spreading her cum along her outer lips. I knew I was going to cum soon, but couldn't tear my cock from her pussy. I loathed to break that connection at all. I drug the head from her clit down to her hole, and daringly dipped it inside. Her pussy grabbed at it, and held it tight. I could pull it out, if I only tugged on it, but I couldn't. I sat there, stroking the shaft, while her pussy milked the tender head of my cock. I stopped stroking when I felt my cum rising, and when the feeling passed, I continued. I wanted to prolong this pleasure as much as possible.

Slowly, I ran my fingers up the base of my cock, to where our bodies co-joined. Then I popped the head out, ran it up her slit twice, and popped it back in. More of my shaft disappeared inside her this time. I gasped at the tightness of her womanhood. Daringly, I pushed my cock in deeper. It was heaven. That is the only way to describe what I felt at that moment. I pulled my cock almost all the way out, and slid him back in just a little more, feeling her barrier. My baby was still a virgin! I damned near came right then and there, and had to stop touching myself once again. No way was I going to let this experience end so soon.

When my orgasmic high subsided, unabated, I once again began slowly moving in and out of her pussy. I was only in her about three inches or so, but that was enough for the time being. The silky hotness of her channel milked my cock mercilessly. Her hips were bucking against me a little faster now, and I feared that all this movement would waken her. I reached out my hand, and began to stroke her clit once more with my thumb, while stroking my cock with my other hand, the head still buried within her. This had the effect both she and my cock were frantically searching for. Release.

It hit me like a ton of bricks, when her pussy clamped down on my cock, violent spasms upon my rod, milking it harder. Her wetness washed over me, and before I knew it, my seed was shooting into her hot pussy. I yelled out, "Nooo!" But it was too late! I had dumped my load in my baby's pussy. Her virgin pussy. Oh, shit! What if I got her pregnant? All these thoughts rushed through my head, before I was even finished spewing my spunk inside of her. Guiltily, I cleaned her up, and covered her once more, then turned out the light. I gathered up my clothes and snuck out of her room. I was now thoroughly ashamed of my actions. How on earth was I going to look her in the face after this?

The next morning, after having molested my daughter in her sleep, I was up and out of the house early. Very early. I drove to a truck stop about 30 miles away, and had a solitary breakfast. I thought long and hard about what I had done to Jen. What she obviously wanted me to do to her, and what I would still like to do with her. Our lust was mutual, and now, we were both adults. Admittedly, I was older, and knew better.. But I had to give Jen credit. She was a smart young lady, and if she were tempted to sleep with men her own age, I would, as a father, wish her the insight to choose a man worthy of her. 

I swallowed the mouthful of coffee I was holding in my mouth, and asked myself, "Am I not worthy of my own daughter?" The vicious circles my mind went through that morning, tore at both my heart and my head.




Caught in the Shower Ch. 02



I dejectedly headed home, no wiser than when I had started out, and also no closer to a conclusion as to what to do about these feelings we had for one another. When I walked in the door, Jen was frantically talking to someone on the phone. For half a second, I thought she saw the video of what I had done to her, and was calling the police! But the relief I saw in her eyes when she realized I was home put to rest that worry.

"He's home. Thank you, Marcia." She set the phone down and whirled on me. "Just where have you been?" I stopped in my tracks, baffled for a moment as to why she was demanding to know my whereabouts.

"Hey, who is the parent here?" I asked jokingly.

"Daddy! Your bigwigs have been calling all morning. They want to meet you now, as a huge storm is brewing and they want to get home before it hits. You need to call them NOW!"

I rushed to the phone, and dialed the contact numbers I had for my clients. The relief I heard in their voices at hearing from me was extensive. I agreed to meet them in 30 minutes at their hotel. I looked at Jen, and told her to get ready, forget the party clothes. We nearly knocked one another over in our rush to get upstairs. Laughing, I half pushed, half caressed her ass as we went up the stairs.

"Daddy!" She squealed, and at the top of the stairs she looked at me with a funny look on her face. I leant down, and kissed her hard on the mouth. 

"Get your ass dressed sexy, we gotta get a move on!" Then disappeared to my room to shower and dress as well. The stunned look on her face, followed by a lusty smile told me all I needed to know. We would be ok.

On the way back from the meeting, Jen expressed her disappointment in not going out that evening as planned. She had been looking forward to wearing her pretty new dress.

I looked at her, in her cute little business casual skirt, and jacket she had worn on previous occasions acting as my secretary. "Who says we aren't going out still?" Until that moment, the thought hadn't crossed my mind, but now, it sounded like a good way to get this relationship started. What better than a night out on the town, a romantic dinner for two, some wine, candles and dancing? For I knew now, this young daughter of mine, was going to be the best lover I have ever had, or would ever have.

"You mean it Daddy?" she practically wiggled in her seat from excitement. "Just us?"

"Just us, sweetheart. You won't mind being seen out with your decrepit old man, will you?" I teased.

Her mouth dropped open in astonishment. "Daddy!" she breathed, 'You're not old." I couldn't help but hide the cheeky grin that stole over my face. "The decrepit part, well, we'll have to see!"

I laughed, and turned into our driveway, parking in the garage. "I have a few things I need to go get done sweetie, you run on in, and start getting ready for your big night out, ok?"

"Ok, Dad. Gwen is coming over to help do my hair and stuff. That was already planned. Should I tell her that I have a date with a hot man? Or just dinner with dear old dad?" I could hear the teasing in her voice, but also the question as to how to define what was going on.

"You tell her whatever you want, sweetie." I leaned over to kiss her, and lightly brushed my lips across hers, like a lover. My fingertips lightly held her chin, as I ran my tongue across her lips. When her lips parted, I lightly kissed her, barely engaging our tongues. I ran my fingertips down her cheek, across her throat, then twisted my hand, so that the back of my hand brushed the swell of her breasts. Just enough to excite her, then ended the kiss. 

"Go. Your old man has things to do." I laughed and watched as she exited the car in a daze. I could almost bet, she was extremely wet by now!

Jen went into the house, and plopped down on the sofa. What had just happened? All of a sudden, her dad was acting like a lover! Last night, she could have sworn he was going to put an end to her advances, and now, he was practically promising exactly what she wanted. The phone rang, bringing her out of her daze. It was Gwen, calling to see if she still wanted her to come do her hair for the meeting. Jen giggled, and told her the meeting was off, but that Daddy was still taking her out anyhow, because she had been so looking forward to it. Jen told her friend to come in about half an hour, she had to shower still. 

When they hung up, she dashed off to her room, to gather the things she needed for her shower. She decided to take her camera along, and take pictures of her and daddy all dressed up, but noticed that the camera was full. Taking a moment, she plugged it in to her laptop, and uploaded the photo's. It was taking a long time, and best to her knowledge, no videos had been taken since she had played with herself. 

Video's always slowed down the upload process. Sure enough, there was a new video! Maybe she'd accidentally hit record and it was just junk. She laughed recalling the 20 minute video she'd made of the inside of her backpack!

She hit play, when the program finished uploading, and got the shock of a lifetime! There was her dad, backing away from the camera, totally naked! He was in her room, and she was asleep. Her heartbeat quickened, as she watched him kiss and lick down her stomach, then begin to eat her out. This was last night, she realized from the date stamp. She had taken a sleeping pill to be extra rested for tonight, and partly to escape "the talk" she knew her dad was going to have with her.

Her pussy started to throb, watching her dads mouth on her girlie bits, and her hand snuck into her panties. No wonder she had woken up so incredibly wet! What she saw next had her fingers flying over her swollen clit. Her daddy had put his beautiful cock inside of her while she slept! Admittedly, he didn't fuck her fully, but he penetrated her virgin pussy! Just as her dad yelled "Nooo!!" she came with him, both on the screen and on her bed watching. "Oh My God, he came inside of me!" Her orgasm ripped through her lithe body, and she collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. 

Once she came down from her orgasm, Jen skipped off to take her shower, completely happy and secure in her knowledge that her daddy did indeed want her as much as she wanted him. Never again would she have to wonder after tonight. For tonight, she would be awake, and he would fuck her fully!



Caught in the Shower Ch. 03



This is the final Chapter of Caught in the Shower, I would recommend reading Chapter 1 & 2 first. All comments welcome! As stated previously, all characters in this story are 18 or older. This is purely fictional, and for enjoyment only.

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Chapter 03

Joe came home and took a quick shower, his second of the day, and dressed with care. He had taken the time to go have a professional shave, and hair cut. He assessed himself in the mirror, and had to admit, he looked damned good. The tux he rented fit like a glove, and for the first time since his wife had passed, he took his wedding ring, and placed it on his right hand. The time had come to say goodbye to his mourning, and move on to the next phase of his life.

He straightened his tie, and left his room. Once downstairs, he fixed himself a drink, and settled into an arm chair to wait for his daughter. She surprised him by being ready on time, for just as he raised the glass to his lips, she appeared at the top of the stairs. Gwen had left half an hour ago, giggling like a schoolgirl, and actually blushed when she saw him. What was up with that? He had wondered. 

But right now, all of his attention was on the beautiful young woman at the top of the stairs. She was wearing a white cocktail dress that fit her young form like a second skin. It plunged daringly down the front, exposing the skin between her lovely large breasts. His eyes traveled to the waist, wear it dipped in dramatically, then tightened once more to hug her generous hips. 

At about mid thigh, the dress blended into a gray, then solid black with rhinestones mimicking shooting stars. Her hair was swept up in an elegant style, with a couple of wisps left free, and curled. She had dangling earrings that went well with the diamond necklace he had given her the day before. 

On her arm, she had a black lacy shawl, and she was clutching a small black, square purse that perfectly matched the snappy heels ...they must have been four inch spiked heels. She looked so very sexy! His breath caught in his throat, and fumbling, he set his drink down, and rose to meet her at the bottom of the stairs.

"Sweetheart, you look..." he was at a loss for words. "Stunning!" By the beaming smile she bestowed upon him, he had hit on the right word. "Wow! Let me see the back."

She turned around, and he could swear, his cock gave the highest salute of its life! The back plunged lower than the front, and he could see the dimples on either side of her tailbone. Any further, and the plunge would have revealed the crack of her ass! "Holy shit baby! That is some dress!" Joe whispered.

"You like it, Daddy? The lady at the store swore it was the hottest dress in the store." She came closer to him, and he grabbed her hand, then placed it on the huge swelling organ in his britches.

"Ask me that again, sugar." She smiled, and remained silent. She had her answer. Joe helped her on with her shawl, and escorted her to the limo he had ordered as a surprise. She gasped with pleasure when she saw the long black vehicle in the drive. He received a big hug for his efforts. "Only the best for you tonight love." He whispered in her ear.

The night seemed almost magical, Jen and her father sat in a secluded corner, near a fireplace. They drank a little wine, and talked for hours. They seemed to talked about anything and everything, like they were discovering one another for the first time. 

Jens gaze wandered around the room taking in everything from the chandeliers to the ornate handrails on the staircase to the restrooms. This was her first taste of the riches life has to offer, and he hoped somehow, that he had set a standard for the rest of her dates to live up to in the future.

Their meal came and they settled in for the feast. Teasingly, they traded forkfuls of food back and forth, much like lovers do. Joe rather liked Jen's choice of steak and lobster, over his roasted chicken and garlic potatoes. He knew it was too much food for her, as she is a relatively light eater. They ate with gusto, and all too soon, the meal was over. 

Daddy asked her if she would like some dessert, and I declined, saying I would rather dance for a little while. A slow, sexy song came on, and he held his hand out to her. "May I have the honor?" he asked formally.

"You may." I replied, fitting my smaller hand into his. He helped me up, and led me to the small, darkened dance floor. Taking me into his arms seemed almost natural, and my body fit into his perfectly.

With one hand on the small of my back, and the other gripping her right hand loosely, daddy began to leading me across the floor. 

"What is that perfume you're wearing, Jen? It smells fabulous!" he inhaled my scent again, burying his nose in the hollow of my shoulder.

My breath caught in my throat, and for a moment I was unable to answer. "It's called Poison, by Dior." 

"I like it. It suits you perfectly." he swirled me around dramatically, and pulled me close once more. I looked up at him, and he lowered his mouth to mine. 

Our lips brushed softly, and he ran his tongue around my lower lip, teasing and flicking, until I opened my mouth. Slowly we began to kiss, and my hand pulled free to wrap around his neck. I pressed my body into his, and moaned.

I never wanted this moment to stop. Weeks of lusting after this man had culminated to this point, and part of me would miss the teasing arousal I had caused, and the anticipation of the chase. But the other part of me just had to have him!

Recalling that they were still in a public setting, he reluctantly ended the kiss. He kissed her nose, and told her she was the most beautiful woman in the room. Jen beamed at her dad's praise, and snuggled in closer. 

They danced for a couple more songs, then headed back to their table. Their drinks had been freshened up, and as they sipped on them, Joe asked her if she was ready to move on to the next phase of their evening, as he had a surprise for her.

"I'm ready, Daddy. Let's go." I gathered up my things, and we began to weave our way through the restaurant to the lobby of the hotel. When I started for the exit of the hotel, daddy stopped me.

"No, this way darling." He led me to a bank of elevators, and it whisked us up to the penthouse suite. He watched her expression as the elevator opened up, revealing pure opulence. 

"Daddy, its, its," she took in the large sitting room, with the bar in the corner, the wall to wall windows, the luxurious draperies. "Wow! It even has a full kitchen!" Like a typical teenager, I was overwhelmed with the rooms gadgets and doo dads. I spun around, like Cinderella at the ball.

"You're the best, Dad! This room is stupendous!" I flung myself into his arms, kissing him passionately. He kissed me back, matching my tongue, thrust for thrust. 

His hands slid up my legs, over my hips, and settled on the small of my back. He began to stroke his hand up and down the length of my back. 

"Let's check out the bedroom." I whispered. I couldn't wait to get this party started! He lead me to the bedroom suite. Again I was stunned by the rich furnishings. There was a hot tub in the corner, jets turned on and bubbling merrily. I ran my hand through the bubbles and giggled. "This is so neat!" 

Then I looked at him and my expression was all of a sudden very serious. My stride was graceful, yet purposeful, as I neared him. Daddy swallowed hard, like a 16 year old virgin alone for the first time with a girl. I couldn't believe how nervous he was, yet excited too. This girl, this young woman, was coming after him! 

He didn't say a word as I crossed the room. I remained silent as well, as my graceful fingers reached out, and took hold of his tie. In a flash, it was gone. I don't remember how I did it, but I had it untied and slipped it from my father's neck in one smooth motion. His shirt buttons were next, and as she deftly undid each button, he nervously took off the jacket, and let it fall haphazardly on the chair to our right. 

He closed his eyes when my fingers were on the button of his trousers, my heart was pounding furiously. Gone was the belt, down went the zipper. I felt the backside of my hand graze his hardening member, causing him to jump in his pants. I finished with the shirt buttons, and slid my hands up his chest to his shoulders. My hands were smooth and warm as they maneuvered him out of his silk shirt. He stepped out of his shiny black shoes, and kicked them away. I slowly, divested him of his pants and boxers, sliding to my knees as I did so. 

I knelt before him, fully dressed in my seductive gown, my hair still as neatly coiffed as when we had left the house. He was totally naked, his member half hard as I ran my palms up the outer side of his thighs to his hips. They caressed his ass cheeks, then slid around to the front, framing his cock and balls, bunching them up together. He watched as my face inched closer.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I was about to take my dads cock in my mouth. I was so nervous! At any moment, I half expected him to push me away, and tell me it was wrong. I looked up at him, my father, the man who had cherished me my whole life, and I him. There could be nothing wrong in this, I thought, it seemed so right, so natural. 

God he was so beautiful! I brought my face closer, and inhaled his scent. A mixture of soap and cologne assailed my nostrils as I breathed him in. A faint musky scent as well, that man scent! I brushed my cheek with his cock, and it felt like warm silk. So soft, yet hard as steel underneath. I caressed my cheek with it, then drug the head towards my mouth. 

I had wanted this for so long it seemed, that now that the time had come, I was in no hurry to rush things. Slowly, I licked the head. I heard him groan. This encouraged me to continue licking, and for the next several minutes, I licked every inch of his cock and his balls as well. I took each plump orb into my mouth, sucking and licking them. His hands found my head, and began caressing me. My hair was quickly becoming ruined, but I didn't care. 

Finally, I took the head of his cock, and ran my tongue around it, catching the single drop of pre-cum with the tip of my tongue. I loved the taste of it, and squeezed the shaft from base to tip, and was rewarded with a little more of that yummy fluid. Unable to hold off anymore, I moved my mouth over the head, and closed it. My tongue swirled around caressing just the head for a moment, and I felt it stiffen a little more. Daddy's hands tightened in my hair, and I knew that this was affecting him greatly. Slowly my mouth moved forward, taking a couple inches inside. 

"Oh Jen, God that feels incredible!" Daddy groaned, his hands gently urging my head lower onto his hardened cock. I took the hint, and began bobbing up and down on it, my hand on the shaft squeezing and twisting as I did so. I heard dads breath catch, and he was murmuring encouraging words. I could barely make most of them out, but I did hear, 'that's it baby, just like that!' 

I stuffed my mouth full of his cock, taking almost all of it in. He was so thick, that my jaws were beginning to ache from being stretched open so wide. I felt the head at the back of my throat, and at first, my throat clenched up, refusing to let him in. Some of the boys I had done this to, had forced their way in, refusing to let go until I felt as if I would choke on their meat. I knew it was fear of this that had my throat closing. I backed off a little, and tried to relax. This was daddy, he wouldn't hurt me. 

On the third attempt, my throat relaxed and I felt his cock pop into my tight channel. My nose buried in his close cropped pubic hair, I worked my throat muscles around his head and shaft. That is when I felt the first bubble of my girl juices escape the confines of my slit. It sort of tickled, and I giggled slightly around daddy's cock.

This must have really done the trick, for at the same time, he stiffened, his hands clenched my hair in a tight grip, and then he groaned. "I'm cumming baby!"

Frantically, I bobbed up and down, feeling the first jets of cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed reflexively, then pulled back until just the head was in my mouth. Blast after blast of hot cum coated my tongue, and I swallowed as fast as I could. I opened my mouth to grab air, and the last blast left a gooey rope of cum narrowly missing my eye, shot across my nose and cheek, then dribbled down to my chest. I knelt back, and watched his cock twitch and throb as it spent itself. There was droplet of cum on the head, and I snaked my tongue out to take it. As I did so, my eyes met his, and I smiled. 

"Jesus, baby! I'm not going to ask where you learned that from!" he said breathlessly. "I'll just enjoy the rewards!" he held his hand out to me, and helped me to my feet. 

With my hand, I swiped the cum from my face, and not having anything to wipe it off on, I licked it off in front of him. I smiled at the expression of lust on his face, as he watched me eat his cum. His cock twitched, and began hardening again. He leaned forward, and kissed me right then and there. His hands were all over me, and I felt my dress hike up a notch as he crushed me to him, his hands on my ass. Then I was lifted up, and carried to the bed.

He lowered me to my feet again, and I stood still as he undressed me. He looked at my body for so long, that I started to feel a little self conscious. He then told me how beautiful I looked, and what a great body I had. His hands began their odyssey. From my shoulders, they traveled down my arms and back up. Then down my chest to my breasts. Gently they grazed my nipples, causing them to pucker and harden into big nubs. His thumbs gently rubbed them over and over, then began rolling them between his fingers.

I moaned, and pressed myself into his hands. He then cupped them, and began massaging my breasts. They were just slightly larger than a handful to him, almost a perfect fit. His hands were so warm, as then kneaded the flesh beneath them. I moaned as his mouth closed upon my nipple, sucking it in deep and hard.

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I was lost the moment her nipple entered my mouth. Her moans elicited the primal need to possess her completely. I squeezed the other breast roughly between my fingers as I sucked hard upon her nipple. Her hands were clenched in my hair, pulling my head deeper into her bosom. My hardness was achingly rigid, and actively searching for her warmth. I released the nipple from my lips, and sought out its twin. Her moans were getting to me, and finally, as if drugged, I released her breasts from the onslaught of my tongue, and crushed her to me in a passionate kiss. I half lifted her, twisted, and lowered us both onto the bed, with her on top of me.

The feel of her soft skin on mine was pure heaven. My rod was trapped beneath our bodies and every movement she made seemed to be designed to cause friction against him. As our mouths explored one another passionately, our hands did the same. I was all over her backside, as she explored the planes of my face, my shoulders, arms and neck. Finally I rolled her over, pulling us both higher onto the bed. I kissed her neck, and once again laved her breasts with my tongue and mouth. I didn't stay long this time, instead, kissing my way down her flat stomach, dipping my tongue into her belly button, for which she giggled. My baby sure was ticklish!

Then I was between her legs. I looked up at her face, and our eyes met. Never taking my eyes from hers, I spread her lips apart with my fingers, and leaned forward to run my tongue up her wet slit. Her pretty mouth formed a perfect O as my tongue slid up from her hole to her clit. Her eyes closed in ecstasy as my mouth closed upon that sexy little clit, and sucked softly. Finally the silence ended, as she moaned in passion.

"Oh, don't stop Daddy!" her fingers found my hair again, and pushed my face deeper into her sweet pussy. I didn't need much encouragement though, as my tongue began to fly! It flitted from clit to the top of her slit, then down, dipping into the hole to fetch more honey. I thrust it in deep, and she screamed in pleasure. Then back up to her clit, flicking it hard with my tongue, then softly on either side, building her up to her first orgasm. Over and over, I hit the hot spots of her pussy, as she frantically thrashed on the bed. Her hips bucked up into my face with such force, she nearly threw me, but I managed to stay firmly latched to her swelling clit.

Finally, her back arched, her hips shot up high and a wail loud enough to wake the dead escaped from her. My daughter was cumming on my tongue! I slid a finger inside of her, and damned near lost my own load as her pussy gripped it tight in the throes of her orgasm, and shot liquid all over my hand and face. After the first surprising splash, I was rewarded with another creamy load like the other night, when I had snuck into her room. I scooped that creamy cum onto my fingers, and began to spread it around the head of my cock, as I positioned myself between her legs.

"Oh yes, Daddy, I need you to fuck me!" Her eyes were glazed over with lust, and from her recent orgasm. Her hands snuck between her legs, spreading her pussy lips apart for my cock to find its way. I smiled at her eagerness, as I was just as eager to take her as she was to have me.

"This might hurt a little bit at first, baby. But I'll be as gentle as I can, ok?" I rubbed the head of my cock across her wet slit, getting more of her creamy cum on the tip. Then slid the head to her opening, gently inserting just the head.

I rocked my hips forward, inching my way in. Her hips bucked up into me, forcefully, impatiently bursting her hymen. I was slightly shocked, and held her hips tightly joined to mine to let her adjust. Soon she was wiggling against me, and I knew that she was ready. I slid the rest of my cock into her tightness. Her eyes flew to mine, as we were finally joined fully.

"Oh, fuck! Yes! Fuck me, Daddy! Make me your woman." her head flopped back down on the pillow, and her face became taut with the effort of her pending orgasm. I took this as my cue to start fucking her fast and hard.

Purposely, I drove my cock into, bunching my ass muscles and pivoting my cock at an upwards angle to hit her magical spot. Her surprised, "Oh's!" were my reward, and indication that I was hitting exactly the right spot. Over and over, I plunged into her, each thrust swiftly hitting that spot, driving her closer and closer to her shattering release.

Finally, with a muffled scream, her body began to shake uncontrollably, and I hastened my efforts, in order to cum with her. I reached out, and with my thumb, began to stroke her engorged clit. This drove her over the edge, and I felt her muscles clamp down on my entire cock, squeezing it like a vise. It was all I could do to move a few centimeters inside of her, grinding my pubis against hers. 

I felt a sudden rush of warmth splash my stomach and the base of my cock. It gushed down over my balls, and down my thighs. I pressed into her, and my cock slid slickly in and out, faster and faster. I was panting hard now, sweat beading on my forehead. I raised her legs to my shoulders, and plunged in deeper. I felt my balls tighten up, and begin to burn. 

"This is it baby, I'm gonna cum!" I said through gritted teeth. I felt the hot boiling sensation in my balls, felt them tighten up. My cock expanded inside of her, and I let out a primal cry of lust as my seed erupted like a volcano inside of my baby girls tightly clamped pussy. I bent my head, and sucked her hard nipple into my mouth as my seed pumped into her. Her legs locked around my neck, hips bucking into my groin as she let loose another orgasm just as intense as her first.




Caught in the Shower Ch. 03



"Daddy!!!!" was all she wailed, as her body shook and convulsed on my slowly shrinking member. I stayed buried within her, as we both caught our breath. Finally, I had to roll to the side in order not to crush her with my weight. I pulled her into my arms, and kissed the top of her head.

"I love you, princess." I whispered into her hair. Her hand curled up on my chest, fisted around the damp curls. 

"I love you too, Daddy." She kissed my nipple, and soon we both drifted off to the Land of Nod, blissfully spent.



Caught - In The Showers



My name is Taila and I am 5ft. 9in. tall with long strawberry blonde hair and green/honey colored eyes. 

It was a Wednesday evening and I was at my local swimming pool which is half the size of an Olympic pool and has six lanes marked. I always used one of the middle lanes for about an hour for my workout. It's usually empty in the evening, so that's when I go. I love having it all to myself.

When I say the pool area was empty I meant even the lifeguard was gone. He had left a sign on his chair that read "Swim at your own risk." Don't get me wrong I love having the pool to myself and not have to worry about anyone, or anything, disturbing my swim practice.

I jumped off into the deep end of the swimming pool and glided under the water for as long as I could as I headed towards the shallow end. I had been doing this for about 10 laps when I decided to stop for a drink of water. I took my goggles and swim cap off and let my hair fall down to my shoulders in a ponytail.

It must have been about 8.30pm and I was about half way through my workout. I had just put my goggles and cap back on and dived to the bottom of the deep end while having my break from laps. The pool is only about 12 ft deep and when I got down there I sat down as best I could and stared up at the still water above me. I began to imagine fish swimming above me. A few seconds later my there was bubbles everywhere and the fish were gone. 

"Damn so much for being alone in the pool tonight." I thought to myself as I came back up for some air. 

I dived back into the pool one more time from the deep end to swim 2 more laps of the pool. As I got nearer and nearer the shallow end I noticed a figure standing in the water. I could see it was a woman and I could only see her from the neck down from under the water. I was getting aroused just looking at that magnificent body standing there in a red bikini and what looked like a great tan.

She had long slender legs and a slim stomach on her. Her boobs looked fantastic in that red bikini top. The more I stared at her the more my body as I got nearer the more I was curious to see her face. Me being bi curious didn't really help matters either my pussy was letting me know that I wanted her.

All of a sudden my head was filled with pain. It was as if it was slammed against a brick wall. I began to sink to the bottom of the shallow end of the pool like I had just been shot. As I sunk to the bottom I felt hands grabbing hold of me and pulling me up to the surface of the water. It was then that I realised that I must have hit my head against the wall while ogling the woman in the red bikini.

I felt such a fool for not realising just how close I was to the end of the pool and then to be rescued by someone. To say my face was as red as her bikini would have been an understatement. 

Now looking at her closer up I found that couldn't keep my eyes off her, she was gorgeous. As she wrapp ed her arms around me all I could do was stare at her lovely big boobs which were almost spilling out of her bikini top as she got my head above the water. 

"Are you ok?" asked the girl who just saved my life.

She looked even more amazing close up, I glanced up to see her long black hair was at least down to her lower back. I was now lost as I stared into her emerald green eyes.

"Wow that must have really hurt!" commented the girl, bringing me out of my trance.

I could now feel my face going crimson red as I began to blush uncontrollably from the embarrassment of not watching what I was supposed to be doing. And instead ogled the girl until I almost killed myself, "What a plonker." I thought.

As I lifted myself out the pool I became so insecure all of a sudden. My pale skin looked pathetic against her bronzed hot body. She looked like an Aztec goddess next to me. The only thing I had going for myself were my 38F breasts. As she helped pull me out of the pool I couldn't take my eyes of her boobs in her little red bikini top. They must have been at least 38dd.

"Hi, I'm Amanda." She beamed at me, as she held her hand out for me to shake.

"Hi, I'm Taila." I said as I took her hand and felt a bolt of electricity rush right threw me. 

"Don't worry, you will be fine. it's just a little bump." She said again as I raised my hand to feel the bump on my head.

All I could do was sit there with a kind of goofy smile on my face and stare at her.

I swear I caught her looking at my breasts for a second time but then she quickly looked away again.

"This sounds a little hard to believe, but as I saw you swimming it was as if you were being competitive. Would you like to race me?" She ask out of the blue.

"I used to be on the swim team when I was at school, I guess I haven't lost my competiveness. Yeah, sure I'll race you." I answered back.

"Just let me get my goggles." She laughed, hopping out of the pool and walking over to her sports bag.

This time it was her turn to catch me staring at her as she looked over her shoulder at me. Her tiny red bikini wasn't hiding much of her gorgeous body, my eyes almost popped out of my head as she bent over at the waist and her bikini bottoms clung to her like a second skin around her pussy.

I quickly snapped out of my trance and stood up waiting for her at the deep end of the pool as she walked over to me with a huge smile on her face. I slipped my goggles and cap back on tucking my hair into my cap. Amanda was now almost touching me as she stood next to me.

"How does 2 laps sound to you?" She asked flashing those white teeth of hers at me with that fantastic smile on her face. 

"OK on three...1, 2, 3." She shouted as she jumped in first.

I moved through the water just as fasts I could and by the end of the first lap I was level with her. Then Amanda kicked off the wall harder than me and was way out in front again. Try as I did I never caught her up again on the second lap.

"Holy shit! You are a fast swimmer." I acknowledged after catching my breath.

"Yeah so are you." Amanda replied.

"Well, I'm gonna do a couple of cool down laps before I get out of here." I said as I began to do the breast stroke away from her across the pool.

I usually hate losing but I couldn't help how turned on I was right now in Amanda's presence. I looked over to see her swimming in the lane next to me. Shit, I thought, I have to get out of here before I do something stupid and make a fool of myself. I didn't bother doing another lap. When I got out of the pool I turned to say "Bye" to her, but before I could say anythinh, she beamed that smile of hers at me and winked.

"Are you done already?" I heard her shout at me.

"Yeah I'm beat." I lied calling back to her.

"Awww ok, have a good night, Taila." She smiled, winking at me again.

What the hell did that mean I thought to myself? Is she into me or something?

I left the pool area and headed as fast as I could to the locker room. It was just as empty as the pool had been. I took my swimsuit off, grabbed my towel and headed for the showers. I couldn't believe I was so turned on by someone I didn't even know. Hell, I have never felt this turned on by anyone at all in my whole life as I was right now. And with it being another girl, even though I am bi, made it even more exciting.

Once under the shower I let the water flow over me as I fantacized about her perfect body right in front of me. I began to lose all sense and reached for my left breast. Something I would never have thought of doing in public, but this girl had me so turned on I just couldn't help myself.

As I massaged my boob my other hand snaked down my body and in between my legs and on to my pussy. I felt my fingers circle my clit as I pinched and tweaked my nipple hard. I pushed 2 fingers into my wet pussy and began to finger myself and called out for Amanda to fuck my pussy for me.

It felt so good with my fingers deep inside me while playing with my tit and the water cascading down on my turned on body. Before I knew it, or could stop myself, I was calling out Amanda's name, wanting her to fuck me with her fingers.

"You know, if you had wanted me, all you had to do was ask." came a voice from the other side of the shower room.

To say I was rooted to the spot in shock was an understatement. I tried to cover up as best I could with only my arms and hands. I was too late though. I was caught red... or should I say wet handed... by the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen.

"How much did you see and hear?" I blurted out shocked that she had caught me like this.

"Enough," Amanda said.

She then began to walk towards me and soon had her hands on my shoulders pushing me back against the shower wall. Amanda now had her hot wet body pressed up against me as her hands moved up and rested on my now heaving breasts. She then closed in and kissed me on the lips causing me to tremble in anticipation.

"You liked that didn't you?" She asked pulling away from me again with a hungry look on her face.

"Fuck, yes I do." I purred back, my breath now getting out of control.

I could now feel her nipples hardening in the palm of my hands. She threw her red bikini top up and off as I began to massage them. As she started kissing me again full on the lips, she slipped her tongue into my mouth. As she began kissing down my neck, I pulled the straps of her bikini top off her shoulders and down her arms exposing her perfectly formed breasts. I put my hands around them, squeezing her nipples and causing her to moan, as she kissed my neck between moans.

Amanda, trailed her tongue down my neck, between my tits, and then started licking and nibbling on my hardened nipples one at a time. The feeling of her tongue and the little nibbles were making my pussy wetter by the moment. As I rubbed up against her thigh, her other hand moved down over my tummy and down between my legs. Her fingers slipping onto my clit, as she twirled them around it.

"Oh Amanda, fuck me now please." I yelled out uncontrollably bucking on her hand.

"WOW, your pussy is so damned tight, Taila." Amanda smiled as she pushed three fingers into my sopping wet pussy.

She smiled as she thrust her fingers in and out of my cunt. I tried hard noet to cum all over them. Amanda saw what I was trying to do and moved down onto her knees to be face to face with my pussy. Sticking her tongue between my pussy lips she began to lick over my pussy up to my clit. She licked all around it and then sucked my clit into her mouth all the while fucking my pussy with her fingers. Suddenly she turned her fingers upwards and curled them up hitting my g-spot causing me to lose all control. 

"I'm gonna cum." I called out as she opened her mouth and placed it on my pussy as I filled it with my juices.

She swallowed it all holding on to me as I bucked at her face as I orgasmed. Then once I had stopped she stood up and shared an open mouth kiss with me letting me taste myself on her mouth.

"You tasted delicious Taila," Amanda whispered in my ear before smiling at me.

Without thinking I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I walked us over to where a bench was next to the lockers and lay her down on it. I kissed her forcefully biting her bottom lip making her thrust her hips at me.

"You want my fingers inside you, don't ya?" I asked her as I brought her to the point of orgasm.

I ripped off her bikini bottoms and threw them behind me exposing her shaved pussy to me.

"WOW, I love your pussy" I gasped.

"Fuck it, stop talking and come here." Amanda said as she pulled me by the hair down to her and we kissed wildly again.

I pulled from her kiss and moved down her hot body, giving her little kisses and nibbles as I went down nearer and nearer to her cunt. Now face to face with her pussy I spread her legs as wide as I could and buried my tongue deep inside her. My fingers strummed her clit as I fucked her with my tongue.

Her juices filled my mouth and ran down my chin and onto my nipples as her orgasm ripped through her. As I fucked her with my tongue and fingers she came all over my face.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me! Taila, fuck me with that tongue of yours." She cried out as another orgasm raced through her and she squirted all over my face and body.

I returned the favor and thrust two fingers up inside her soaked pussy as she had done for me a few minutes ago. As her pussy tightened around my fingers I bent them upward and clamped on to her clit with my lips as I hit her g-spot making her explode all over me again.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck." Amanda cried out again as she squirted her juices all over me yet again.

I sat there on my knees as this girl I had only just met in the pool minutes ago was squirting her juices in my mouth and all over my face and body. She looked just as good as she tasted.

"Oh my god, that was so fucking amazing." She said, as her body and breathing came back down. She sat there in the shower room at the pool trembling all over.

"Fuck yeah! That sure was. " I smiled back at her with her juices still over my face.

Eventually, having rested a bit until we got out composure back, we got up and headed back into the shower hand in hand. While in the shower, we made out again.

"I hope we can do this again soon." Amanda said with a cheeky grin on her face.

"Hell yeah!" I replied watching her sachet out the door. I felt as good as she looked and that was pretty damn good.

The End.