7 comments/ 39499 views/ 34 favorites A Seduction of Daddy By: Nymfoholic I stood looking in my full body mirror. I catalogued my appearance starting from my size 9 feet to my very long hair. I am tall, 5'10. I have very long well defined legs. My bum is firm and round and my hips are kinda heavy making my waist appear smaller than it actually is. My tummy is tight and trim. I have very large breasts that sit just right on my chest. I have a beautiful face with hazel eyes that are green one moment and grey or brown the next. My bottom lip is slightly fuller than my top one giving me a sexy pout. I have a cute nose. My hair is silky and the colour of sable. I am a very beautiful girl and I discovered early that men want to fuck me. I get hit on all the time and guys are always telling me I'm hot or sexy. I never really paid that much attention to my face or body before that but once my eyes were opened I could see what they meant. I guess you could say that my discovery of my body coupled with the constant attention I received made me a little slutty. After the first painful time I learned to enjoy sex although there was always something missing for me. I was soon to discover what it was and how much better it gets. See married men in my opinion are usually desperate. They long to do things that their wives won't do. They also have the experience to please a woman and make her toes curl. Where young men rut, husbands make love. This was what I had been missing. I am a very, very bad girl. I love to fuck married men. Ever since I turned 18 I have been addicted to sex period. It took me awhile to realize that my slutty ways were really caused by needing a man of my own. One man in particular. It all started when I was babysitting for my next door neighbours, Mr and Mrs French. Mrs French was a very pretty lady. She had brown hair cut in a short bob. Her eyes were a shade lighter than her hair. She was a little bit plump and baseball was to help her get fit. Mr French was an athletic, average looking man. Mousy brown hair, blue eyes, tall and lean. I was not in the least bit attracted to Mr French. They have two little boys that needed supervising while they each played in their baseball tournament. Normally they played ball on separate nights but the odd scheduling conflict did occur. This was the first time they had asked me to sit for them. It was an unseasonably warm June evening and instead of babysitting at the house, Mrs French thought it would be a good idea if I watched the kids at the park. I agreed that it sounded fun. Due to the heat the city had opened the splash pad at the park where the tournament was being held. I grabbed my bikini and a towel and hopped into the French's waiting vehicle. Once there Mrs French kissed the boys and left to play ball in the field at the other end of the park. Mr French took the boys into the change room and got them in their bathing suits. I ducked in to change real quick and met them out on the pad. I saw Mr French's eyes pop as he took in my skimpy bathing suit. I watched him as he got his reaction under control. I was intrigued. The boys and I played and splashed in the water. My French watched us almost the entire time as his field was right near the water park. As evening turned to dusk we got cold. We dried off and put our clothes on over our suits. The boys headed for the tire swings and jungle gym. I followed at a sedate pace. That's where Mr and Mrs French found us. They took us out for ice cream and dove home. Mr French paid me and I headed to my house. Two weekends later I found myself sitting again. I wore a pair of baggy cut offs, a loose fitting T-shirt, and flip flops. Mr French was going to the bar to watch the fight and Mrs French was going for drinks with her girlfriends. They would both be drinking and both be home late. That was okay with me. I just had to cross the driveway. The boys and I ate supper, played games and before long it was time for bed. I tucked them in and went down to the Den to watch tv. That's where I was when Mr French came home. Now I would never have stumbled onto my discovery about married men if the French's didn't have the playboy channel. Bored, I channel surfed until I hit upon a real sizzling porno. Fascinated, I watched it, looking over my shoulder every so often for the boys in case they woke up. I was very horny and wet by the time it was over! I was really worked up and decided to masturbate. I pulled my shorts down and my top up. I pulled and twisted my nipples as I stroked my pussy. Before I could get off I heard someone coming in. I changed the channel and fixed my clothes. It was Mr French. He was pretty tipsy. He asked how my night went. I watched as he withdrew my money and handed it to me. Then he crowded me into the corner and tried to kiss me. At that moment I was hot and horny so I let him. His trembling hands travelled over my body. One hand went up my shirt to cup my breast, the other slid down my pants. When he felt my wet pussy he moaned. His tongue slid in my mouth. He tweaked my nipples hard. Mr French started talking real dirty to me. Normally I hate that but in this case it felt right. I hadn't been with someone else's husband before. It felt real slutty. He wasn't much to look at but his cock was wonderful. As I eagerly pulled it out I stared at its perfection. It was real long but not overly thick. Suddenly I wanted it in every hole just like in the porno I had watched. It felt so dirty, so wrong, so good to be snaking Mr French from his wife, in his house. I let him fuck me in my mouth. At first he was gentle but I put a stop to that. I told him to use my face like a pussy. I felt his cock jump in my mouth. He fucked my face hard then. He moaned the whole time. "Oh baby... It feels so good...The Mrs won't take cock in her throat. She says its for sluts." He fucked my throat raw. I loved it. Then he bent me over the couch. He forced his long cock in my tight hole real hard. I was so wet by this point I was leaking down my thighs. He felt so good. He took me hard and fast. After I orgasmed he pulled out. I begged him to fuck my virgin ass. I grabbed my purse and handed him my lotion. Mr French was trembling. "Oh baby... I love to fuck ass. It's so tight, so hot. The misses won't do it though. She says its dirty and does nothing for her." He worked his way into my tight untried hole. At first it hurt. I was starting to change my mind when he began to pump me. He fingered me as he fucked my ass. I felt so turned on! He brought us both to an orgasm. Mr French kissed me some more. He thanked me and asked if we could do it again sometime. I told him I'd think about it then I dressed and went home. Once home I showered and hopped into bed. I dreamed of taking Mr French's cock in front of his wife. It felt so real that I woke up soaked. I couldn't wait to do him again. The French's were not the only family I babysat for. That night the Carlson's called for a last minute babysitter. They lived further away and wanted me over night. I babysat pretty regularly for them. Mrs Carlson picked me up. Mr Carlson was really good looking. He had a hot body and I suddenly wondered why I hadn't really noticed him before. I did now. Mr Carlson was in the shower and Mrs Carlson was trying to zip up her dress. She called me into her bedroom. From where I was standing I could see Mr Carlson getting out of the shower. His straining cock jutted out of his body hard and proud. I was mesmerized. I zipped Mrs Carlson and went into the kitchen. Suddenly I was hungry for Mr Carlson's cock. I was plotting ways to entice him as they appeared, ready to go. They kissed their infant daughter and six year old son and left for their party. I played with the kids. After dinner I bathed them and put them to bed. I was bored and restless so I cleaned the house and did the laundry. The whole time I tried to think up a way to get Mr Carlson to fuck me. I was slightly depressed that I couldn't come up with anything when he came through the back door. I was standing at the folding table folding little baby sleepers. I looked over my shoulder. "Hi Mr C... Why are you home?" He smiled at me as he walked toward me. "I came back for something" he said. Curious, I followed him into the kitchen. Mr Carlson went upstairs and came back with a paper bag. I watched him with huge eyes. This was my chance but I didn't know what to do! I swallowed hard. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" My voice cracked as I spoke. I cleared my throat. His eyes flew to mine. "Sure. Everything ok?" He seemed concerned. I rushed to reassure him. "Yes. Yes everything is fine. In fact it's okay... Just forget it." I chickened out. He walked real close to me and put his hand on my shoulder. His other hand grabbed my chin. He made me look at him. He stared into my eyes and I swear he read my thoughts written there. I was wet and trembling. I watched his eyes fill with hunger. Without any encouragement from me he took out his cell and called Mrs Carlson. "Hey Donna, the baby is awake and fussing. I'm going to stay and settle her down. No don't come home. Relax, have fun. I'll be back as soon as I get her to sleep. Ok... See you soon." He put his cell on the table and devoured my mouth. He pulled my hips in hard against him and ground his hard cock against me. He broke our kiss. "It seems my sexy babysitter has finally woken up. I have wanted you for so long but you seemed so innocent, so disinterested. I get a ragging hard on every time I think of you." With that he led me to his bedroom. I was so thrilled. I wanted this so bad. I tried to reach for him but he stopped me. "Let me unwrap my package" he said. "I have waited so long to open it..." Mr Carlson slowly stripped me naked. He pulled my shirt over my head. He kissed me and suckled my breasts through my lace bra. "I love your huge tits" he whispered. His hands undid my shorts. As he pulled them off he licked and kissed my tummy. He stood and stared at me in nothing but my bra and thong. I was so turned on. My nipples were hard and my pussy was wet. I watched him race out of his clothes. He had a gorgeous body. His cock was nice and thick. It wasn't real long but I wanted it all the same. I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock. It tasted so good. I looked up at him as he slid his cock into my throat. I gagged. He pulled out of my mouth. His pre cum dripped on my face. He smeared it with his head all over my lips. He slapped my face with his cock. Then he he slid into my mouth again. "Oh fuck your so sweet and sexy. Suck my cock baby... Take it all." I sucked his cock with enthusiasm. Licked the underside of his head and pumped him with my hands. He rocked his hips into my face trying to get deeper. I laughed. I was so delighted to be sucking his cock. I put extra effort into making him cum. I swallowed all his spunk. Then he dragged me to the bed. He pulled off my panties and bra. He stood over me wanking his semi stiff cock. Kneeling between my legs he feasted on my cunt. I kept my pussy bald. I loved to rub my soft hairless lips. He seemed to like it too. He licked my pussy lips, every so often slipping his tongue into my slit and getting my clit. He sucked my bud hard while he finger fucked me. I came on his face. I wanted his cock in my pussy. I begged "Mr C take my pussy and fuck it hard... Then fuck my ass!" He groaned. He slammed his cock into me. He filled me just right. It was so good. I loved the feel of him slamming into my pussy. I loved my large tits bouncing. Their weight and size really made them jiggle when I was fucked this fast. His mouth occasionally sucked my nipples. He had amazing stamina. He never slackened his pace once as he pounded me. His voice filled my ears as his cock filled my pussy. "Oh yes baby... Fuck you feel so good... I wanna cum in your tight pussy baby girl..." I loved that he was a married man. I loved that he was fucking me in his wife's bed. It felt so bad, so slutty. I couldn't help it. I whispered "fuck me with Donnas cock Mr C... Feed me her baby making cream. Fill my pussy with her seeds. Make me cum on her hard cock..." He came hard, crying out as he shot his load into me. He laid on me for a minute. Our breath mingled as he kissed me. "I gotta wash quick and get back to the party baby. But when I get home that perfect ass is mine." That kept me horny all night. Mr and Mrs Carlson came home around 2pm. I pretended to be asleep on the couch. I waited, my pussy pulsing and dripping. Eventually He came down. I let him 'wake me up'. He was not gentle as he fucked me. I egged him on. My legs were on his shoulders as he rocked into my body. He was ruff and I liked it. He slipped out of my cunt and found my tight asshole. Well lubed by my pussy juice he fucked my ass. He groaned. He fucked my booty like it was his last time. Finally spent we kissed. "I'm going to fuck you like this every time you babysit for me baby." I was thrilled. We sucked face for a few more minutes and he snuck back to bed. In the morning he drove me home. I sucked his cock the whole way. Now I was sure that I wanted to fuck married men. The powerful feeling it gave me, the illicitness of it, the slutty deliciousness made me horny just thinking about it. I started surfing the net looking for anything I could find on affairs. I was willing to seduce a married man but had no idea how. There was tons of stuff online from written stories to pornos. I got a thorough education fast. Now I just had to pick a man. I continued to suck and fuck both Mr Carlson and Mr French as well as Mr Davidson the single dad I baby sat for. I was getting it on a fairly regular basis but instead of satisfying me it only filled me with a deeper insatiable hunger. I was becoming a real cock slut. I was completely disinterested in single men and guys my age. Because I was still in school I had a pretty limited circle. As a student I really wasn't around many men. I decided to try to seduce one of my teachers. Mr Myers was my middle aged, married, English teacher. Even though I had picked him I was real nervous. I had lots of experience with men but zero experience actually seducing someone. I waited until I had his class last on my rotation. At the start of class I asked him if he had time to see me after school. I explained that I was struggling with my thesis and needed help. He asked me if I had been to see my student buddy or student resources. I said yes. That I was stuck more on what he wanted and expected than structure. He agreed. "Come to the English office at 4pm" I sat and pondered my approach. Mr Myers was a very handsome man. He was just taller than I standing at 6 feet. He had dark brown curly hair and medium brown eyes. He had a thick chest and a small waist. From what I could tell he was pretty well endowed. I picked him solely because I often caught him staring at me. He was a very quiet and serious man. I wasn't sure but I thought he was at least minimally attracted to me. Class ended and I went to my locker. I sprayed myself with perfume. Checking my hair and make up, I dropped off my books and headed to the English office. I knocked on his door and waited for a reply. I was a little early. The door opened and an angry male shoved passed me. "Good luck with him" he said in a pissed off tone. I peeked around the corner and watched Mr Myers put away some papers from his desk. He looked up and without smiling he said "come in." I hesitated. He seemed so serious. It was intimidating. Suddenly I thought 'what if I have misread his body language? What if he's pissed off? What if he reports me?' I got scared. Mr Myers came around to the door. He took my arm and pulled me into the room. He shut the door behind me. I could be mistaken but I thought I heard the lock click. He sat me in a chair. Instead of moving around the desk and sitting in his chair he sat on the desk right beside me. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at me. "Hello young lady. What can I help you with?" I looked up at him. He had a dangerous glint in his eye. Like he knew why I was really there and he was waiting for me to lie to him about it. I swallowed hard! I got up and stepped back from the chair. Mr Myers stood and followed me. His eyes never left mine. I backed up, he pursued. I turned to leave, he pressed me into the door. He stood so close behind me I could feel his heat radiating off of him. I had my palms pressed against the door. I stood so close to it my nipples hardened as they grazed the cold wood. Both his arms slid up under mine as he pressed himself against me. I could feel his hardness firmly rocked against my bum. I sighed. Mr Myers whispered in my ear "What do you want sweetheart... What do you really want?" I closed my eyes as desire kicked me in the gut. I picked up my courage and whispered back "You Sir." My whole body tingled as he nuzzled my neck. His warm hands slid under my shirt and he undid my bra. He cupped my swollen nipples and squeezed. I felt wetness leak out of my pussy. I turned his arms. He looked in my eyes. "Are you sure?" I knew he needed an answer, that nodding my head wouldn't be enough. "Yes." His lips captured mine in a searing kiss. His hands held my breasts while his thumbs rolled my nipples. I was restless. I didn't want a romantic seduction. I wanted a hard solid fucking but Mr Myers had other ideas. He lifted my shirt up over my breasts, taking my bra with it. He squeezed each breast so that my nipples were protruding. He licked first one, then the other. Then he sucked them hard, rubbing his tongue over and around each nipple. He lavished my breasts with attention for several minutes. My womb answered his hungry suckling with deep spasms that made me very wet and very horny. My head fell back and I moaned. He moved us over to the desk and bent me over it. Pulling my pants down he reached around me and played with my pussy. I heard him rustle his pants and his zipper come down. I felt his cock find its way to my tight, wet, hole. He entered me real slow. His hand never left my cunt. He pinched and rolled my clit as he fucked me. The hand on my hip pulled me down on him harder and harder as he slid into me real slow. It felt amazing but I wanted it deeper and faster. I whimpered. I couldn't help myself I rocked back into him forcing the pace. Finally he responded. Holding me still he slammed into me. Our breathing was hard and fast. Fucking sounds filled the small room. The heavy smell of sex clung to the air. He shot streams of hot cum into my pussy as he orgasmed. It triggered my release. Mr Myers pulled out of me. He fixed his clothes and let me stand up. He pulled up my pants and pulled my shirt down. Then he did up my bra. "Come with me..." he said. I watched as he unlocked the door. I followed him out of the office, through the hall and out of the empty school. When he opened his door I got in his car. He drove straight to a motel. "Wait here." He got out and went into the office. When he came back he opened my door, helped me out and took my hand. We walked to our room. He unlocked the door and gently pushed me in. Once inside he stood before me. His eyes pinned me still. "Are you still sure?" It was a warning not a question. His eyes were dark and hungry. This time I could only nod. He stepped toward me and started removing my clothes. His eyes took in every detail of my body. When he had me naked he stood back and looked at me, taking me all in. Then he took several steps back. "Come to me and remove my clothes." I gulped. I had never taken a mans clothes off before. It felt very intimate but so sexy and so powerful. First I pulled his tie off. It was red. I wrapped it around my neck. It tickled my nipples and made them hard. A Seduction of Daddy Then I unbuttoned his dress shirt. It was already rolled at the sleeves so I slid it off his muscled chest. My eyes devoured him. His pecs were nicely defined and his abs were smooth and hard. I threw his shirt over a chair. He watched me relentlessly. His dark serious eyes searched my face and absorbed my reactions. It gave me goosebumps. When I reached for the button of his pants he closed his eyes and breathed deeply. Then he opened them again. His pupils were dilated and his body was tense. I opened his pants and pulled his zipper down. His penis was rock hard. I had to slip it out of his underwear before I could slide his pants down. He kicked out of them. I touched him everywhere. My finger tips ran over his smooth hard chest, down his hard flat tummy and into his curly pubic hair. I walked slowly around his body as my hand travelled over his back and checked out his tight ass. I sighed as I ducked under his arm and pinched his hard nipple. He pulled me to him. Standing so close our bodies touched he kissed me. A deep, hungry, soulful kiss. His hands ran all over my body, pulling me closer, rubbing me with his cock. He walked us backwards to the bed. "What do you want?" His eyes bore into mine as he waited for my answer. "I want to suck your cock." He stood still as I slid down his body and sucked his cock into my mouth. He tasted salty and sweet. I could taste my pussy on him. I couldn't fit his entire shaft into my mouth so I used my hands too. I rolled his balls gently. I sucked each one and laved them with my tongue and mouth. Then I sucked his mushroom top before deep throating his cock. He grabbed my hair and fucked my face slow and gentle. He pulled out of my mouth before he could cum. Lifting me onto the bed he parted my legs. He bent his head and spread my pussy lips. His tongue massaged my clit. He moved his lips to my hole and sucked my juice up. His tongue slipped in and out as he ate my pussy. His hands squeezed and tugged my nipples. He licked and sucked me right into an orgasm. He lifted his head and asked me again "What do you want?" "Fuck me hard...Don't be gentle...Make me cum." He closed his eyes and groaned. He surged into me with one powerful thrust. His one hand around my throat, the other on my tit. He squeezed gently, simultaneously. I was aroused beyond belief. He fucked me hard and he fucked me fast. He pounded into my tender pussy like a wild man. My tits tingled, my pussy throbbed. I came hard on his cock but he just kept fucking me. He lifted my legs up to his chest. His cock went deeper. With every thrust I felt his tip punch into my womb. My pussy was pulsing on his cock as another orgasm built up. He held on until I came again. Then he pulled out and fisted his cock till he shot his spunk in my face and hair. We lay there breathing heavy. He just stared into my eyes. Finally I asked him "What do YOU want?" He kissed me. It was a lovers kiss. "I want to do this again." We showered. He grabbed my phone and punched MM into my contacts. Then he added his number. He text himself and put Student Services in the name slot. He kissed me real slow and then he drove me home. I sat on my bed. First I masturbated as I relived my moments with Mr Myers. Then I did my homework. As I was drifting off to sleep I realized that I had technically failed in my attempt to seduce him. Really he had seduced me! I was not impressed. I couldn't think of a single other man to seduce. I racked my brains for several days but nothing and no one came to mind. I wanted to seduce a married man but I honestly couldn't think of one. The next day at breakfast a wicked and sinful idea popped into my head. At first I rejected it as too taboo even for me but the idea would not go away. It just kept nagging at me until finally I decided that I would do it. I would go after the ultimate challenge. I decided to seduce my dad. My father was a decent looking guy. His hair was the same colour as mine and his eyes were a tawny brown. He was tall and at 45 he still looked young. He was fit as he took care of his body fairly well. He worked out a few days a week and ran on the treadmill at home every morning. I had no idea if my dad would or could be seduced. As far as I knew he had always been faithful to my mom when she was alive. Moms been gone three years. I figure Dads ripe for the picking. I decided to see how Daddy would react to certain stimulation. I was a slut for sure but at home I still acted like an innocent. Outside my home I wore revealing clothes that garnered me male attention. At home I toned it way down. I decided to take it up a notch. It was Saturday so I had all day to gauge dads response. First I came downstairs in my pajamas, something I had never done before. They were cute pastel yellow baby dolls. They weren't see through but my nipples could still be seen through the light material. Dads eyebrows shot way up but he said nothing as I joined him at the breakfast table. Then I bumped into daddy several times 'helping' him with the dishes. I even dropped the dish towel and bent over to pick it up. My baby dolls were a thong bottom. I could feel daddy's eyes on my sexy butt. Before I went upstairs I asked Daddy if we could spend some time together. His "sure baby" came as no surprise. He always spent time with me if I wanted it. Otherwise he was content to give me my space. I acted really happy and excited. I hugged him close pressing my entire front into him. I held him tight and for a fraction of a second too long. Then I kissed his lips. A light peck. I smiled my most inviting smile and skipped upstairs. So far so good. Daddy was semi hard. When I heard daddy come upstairs I got in the shower. The bathroom was next to daddy's room. I knew the walls were paper thin because once I heard my parents making love while I was in there. I purposely moaned daddy's name. I even said "yes daddy...that feels so good!" I got out of the shower, lathered myself in perfumed cream, and wrapped myself in our tiniest towel. I happily noted that daddy's door was open just enough to see me walk by. I heard his quiet gasp as I passed by his door, my bald pussy on display. A few minutes later I could hear daddy moaning as he sat jacking off to what he had just seen and heard. I dressed in a short sun frock. It was white with embroidered flowers on the bodice and around the short hem. I wore no bra and white thong panties. Daddy came down to meet me as it was time for our date. We decided to watch a couple of new releases. Dad had slipped out to pick up a case of beer and the movies. While he was gone I made pop corn and set the scene. I drew the curtains to 'cut the glare'. It afforded us some privacy. I moved daddy's chair so that it had a better view of the floor show I was planning. I lay a blanket down on the hard wood 'for comfort' knowing that it would grab at my dress and make it ride up my legs. When he came back I giggled and hugged him again. He got a beer and settled into his favourite chair. I lay on my tummy on the floor. I kicked my legs as I ate popcorn and waited for the previews to be done. As I kicked, the blanket grabbed the material of my dress and rode it up my legs. Soon my butt and pussy lips were peeking out. I could feel the cool air on my wet lips as the central air started up. I shivered. To make sure that daddy was watching my peep show I would look behind me at him and smile. I'd ask a question or two to make him look at me. It wasn't long before I noticed his bulge. I spread my legs just a little. I heard his quiet gasp. I kept my eyes on the tv. Finally that movie was done. Daddy excused himself and went upstairs. Now I had deliberately left a surprise for daddy on the bathroom floor. A pair of my sexiest panties. I'd know he had them to jack off with if they were no longer in the bathroom. Daddy was gone quite a few minutes and when he appeared his face was flushed and his bulge was gone. I smiled. I took my turn going to the bathroom. I left the bathroom door slightly ajar. I noticed that my panties were gone. I masturbated myself. I moaned so I could be heard outside the door. "Oh daddy... Oh daddy. Lick my tiny pussy." I positioned myself so that if daddy peeked he would see me legs spread, one breast out of my dress and my silky pussy dripping for him. I heard daddy go into his room and shut his door. I giggled. During the second movie I lay the other way so that daddy couldn't see my bum and pussy. I lay so that the valley of my large breasts was on display. I made sure my dress was barely holding in my tits, my nipples threatening to pop out. As daddy finished his beer I offered to get another for him. I wanted a pop anyway. I turned so I was facing daddy. I got on my knees ensuring that I was on the hem of my dress. As I stood the fabrics slipped over my tits and down to my waist. My breasts were on full display. I acted shocked and embarrassed. I fumbled to pull up my dress. "Sorry daddy!" He didn't take his eyes off me as he mumbled "it's okay baby. Accidents happen." I got his beer and my pop and lay on the floor. When the movies were done I climbed in daddy's lap. His bulge was massive. I pretended it wasn't there. I kissed daddy and thanked him prettily for our time together. I hugged him tight and lay my head on his shoulder. I could hear his heart pounding out of his chest. My dad was so fuckable. That night I climbed in bed with daddy. I had on a white baby doll pajama this time. Daddy was rock hard. I ignored it. I pressed into him. I told him I'd had a bad dream and was scared. Could I lay with him for a bit? Dad reluctantly agreed. I snuggled close. I stayed all night. Twice I woke up to daddy humping me. I pretended to sleep. I creamed myself when I felt daddy cum on my ass. In the morning I kissed daddy just a hair longer that was appropriate. I jumped up and got in the shower. I had to babysit for Mr Carlson tonight. I was glad. After all I was doing to entice my dad I needed a good fucking. Mrs Carlson was away at her moms overnight. Mr Carlson came for me just before the kids bedtime. He put them to bed when I got there. He had a friend in to watch them while he came to get me. His friend stayed. He was good looking in a pretty boy way. Kinda soft all around. Mr Carlson was acting weird. He asked me if I wanted a rum and Coke. I said ok. We all sat around drinking. Finally Mr Carlson got up and took my drink out of my hand. He stood in front of me and dropped his pants. His cock sprang into my face. I grabbed it and started sucking on it. The man with Mr Carlson came over and started petting my hair and rubbing my tits. he pulled my shirt off. The man undid my bra. Now as I sucked Mr Carlson's cock the man fondled my tits. Pulling my nipples and pinching them. He reached down and undid my pants. He pulled me off Mr Carlson's cock and stood me up. He slid my pants off. Mr Carlson moved to the couch. He sat at one end of the couch against the arm with his feet on the furniture, his legs spread. I got on the couch between his legs. I resumed playing with his balls and sucking him. The sexy stranger got down on all fours and ate my pussy. It was so erotic I didn't last long I came as he stood and entered me. He fucked my tight hole as Mr Carlson aggressively fucked my face. As Mr Carlson spit his cum on my face and tits the man blew his load in my pussy. They traded places. I was fucked for hours. In my pussy, in my mouth, in my ass. I was so filled with cum it was running down my chin and legs. Mr Carlson drove me home while his friend babysat. "I hope you didn't mind my surprise baby... " "Hell no Mr C!! I loved it!" He still paid me which felt the sluttiest by far. But, I accepted it anyway. I figured I earned it. I jumped out and ran inside. Daddy was watching tv. "Gonna shower quick Dad. Be right down." After my shower I joined daddy on the couch in just my housecoat. I watched tv with him for awhile. The lapel of my housecoat was open a bit revealing one very hard pink nipple. Daddy couldn't take his eyes off. I got up and came over to daddy. I bent down to kiss his mouth as I said goodnight, giving daddy a full view of my huge tits and swollen nipples. He put his hands to my waist and held me still for just a moment. "Good night Daddy." The next day was Monday. I had English last class. Mr Myers caught me in the hall and told me to come to the English office after school. I managed to get through my day I was eager with anticipation. 4 o'clock took its time in coming. I was soaked long before it got here. Mr Myers wasted no time. He lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties and fucked me hard. I could hardly walk home. I showered and did my home work. I lay on my bed naked. My door slightly ajar. As daddy came in from work he paused at my door. I knew he was staring when I heard him unzip his cock. He got off right there looking at my naked bald pussy. I pretended not to hear. I got on all fours and spread my legs. Once in the doggy position I put my hands between my legs and rubbed my clit. "Oh Daddy... Oh daddy... I need you so bad. Of fuck my tiny pussy daddy. Fuck me hard." I heard the door open just a little. "Oh please... Please daddy. I'm so hungry for your cock... Feed your baby girl daddy." I heard him cross my floor. I still jumped when I felt his fingers on my soaked pussy. Daddy bent his head and licked my clit. "Oh yes... Oh don't stop daddy... Please." His tongue slipped in me. Daddy ate me till I came. Then I felt his weight dip the bed. I felt his cock slide into my tight hole. I heard him moan. "Oh baby... You feel too hot, so tight on daddy's cock. Your so wet for your daddy..." Soon daddy was pounding his meat into my sopping cunt. It felt so good, so dirty to fuck my own father. I came so hard. Daddy did too. Right after me. He lay beside me on my bed. He sucked one breast into his mouth and bit down gently. I was instantly ready again. "This time we do it in my bed," daddy said. I fucked my daddy, my teacher and my circle of husbands all summer. In the fall I went to college to study para legal. It was far away from daddy and he missed me so he transferred to a company out where I was. He sold our house and bought another one near my work. I moved back home. It offered me the freedom to continue my sexual games. I got a job at the court house. I never did get good at seducing men but then, I didn't have to. As I said, married men are desperate creatures. Men who desire a beautiful woman are never in short supply. I never stopped craving sex with other women's husbands. I did however own my daddy. He became somewhat of a sex slave. Sometimes I had sex with other men and my daddy together. I came into my true potential as I claimed my daddy as my own. Sex with my daddy was the ultimate thrill. Keeping him at my feet, the ultimate feeling of power.