11 comments/ 68636 views/ 8 favorites Lonely Wife By: mr_sexybeast The light of the hallway is dim and dark yellow giving it an almost darker vibe which Simran is unfamiliar with. She walks down the hallway slowly, looking around at each door as she passes it. Her mind is working overtime trying to fight her morals, her upbringings and making excuses that what she is about to do is not wrong, its just her need which she wants to be fulfilled. Its this need that has brought her to the second floor of a cheap motel in Delhi making her way to door no.204. This powerful need which needs to be fulfilled. Her heart is beating faster than it ever has, its beating so loud that she thinks anyone across the hallway could hear it easily. She hated the look that the bellboy gave her when she asked for the way to room 204. He looked at her like she was a prostitute. Is she? She is just frustrated with her life. At this point she isn't sure what to tell herself. Life seems very complicated and very simple at the same time. She never was a risk taker but now she is gambling her life, her marriage and the promises she made to her family, her kids and her husband, especially her husband. Can she take this step and put everything at risk just for the sake of a little pleasure? Not just little pleasure, its more. Much more. ''Is this worth it?'' she asks herself now outside room 204. The dark brown wooden door she is staring at is just at arms length away from her. She has to knock on it, just a little knock on the door with her small fingers and that's it. That will take her out of her complicated life and open the door for simple pleasurable moments. "I can do it," she tells herself taking a deep breath. Her ample breasts heave up and down in her low cut red top as she breathes heavily. This would be the second time this month that she will cheat on her husband. "I'm gonna do it," she tells herself again, looking left and right in the dark hallway to make sure she is all alone. She brings her left hand up and knocks on the hard door twice. 'KNOCK KNOCK' The sound is like a slap on her ears because she knows now the door will open and she has to face the music. Her fantasy, her dreams, her expectations, all the buildup upto this moment is behind this wooden door. Is he inside waiting for her or is this all just a dream? Yes! That's what this is, its a dream and soon she will wake up beside her husband in their marital bed and everything will go back to normal. Normal? That's the reason she is standing here because she is tired of normal, she wants more than normal, she deserves more than normal she argues in her own mind. Just then the door opens interrupting her train of thought and a tall guy appears from behind the door. He looks at her taking in her beauty, her red shoes, her tight blue jeans showing her curves, her red top showing her creamy cleavage and her pretty face with her hair hanging down loosely. He smiles and she returns his smile with a smile that is fake as she is nervous and doesn't know what to do? "You look good, come in," the guy says making way for her to enter the room. "Thanks," is all she can muster, then moves in the room passing the young guy who inhales her sweet fragrance. Her body lightly touches his and a shiver runs through her body and she caresses her bare arms with her shivering hands. "I wasn't sure you would come." "Me neither," she replies looking around the room. It was a decent size room painted dull pink, with a big bed in the middle, a tv at the corner, a chair at one end and a dressing table on the other end. There was a door which she presumed would be the bathroom. "You look good in that dress," he said staring at her from behind. "Its the first time I'm wearing a jeans, normally I wear salwar kameez or a sari," she replies facing away from him. "I know. There's always a first time for everything. Even the good things." "Yes... it-" she pauses as she feels him come up behind her to interrupt. He takes his lips close to her ear and lightly blows his hot breath then whispers lightly nibbling her ear, ''You know what I'm gonna do to you?'' She shivers at his touch and hot breath, and tries to move away from him but is unable to move any muscle. He kisses her ear and then takes it in his mouth and starts sucking. She moans at the new sensations washing her body, no one has ever kissed her ear. She knows its going to be different from what she is used to. "Uhhh," she cries in a low voice as he gently bites her earlobe and plays with it between his teeth, lightly scraping it. He wraps his muscular arms around her body in a hug and starts caressing her stomach with his big hands moving them in a circular motion. She can feel the warmth of his hard body pressed against hers. He brings his right hand up her stomach and grabs her left breast in it, squeezing it, feeling the firmness through the light fabric. "Mmmmhhh," she cries as his left hand goes down her stomach and under her jeans. She places her hand on his calloused hand which is trying to go to her treasure. He can feel her trimmed pubic hair at the tip of his fingers and his hand caresses her pubic mound. He leaves her ear from his teeth and gently bites on her neck just below her ear, then sucks on her neck as his hands play with her breast and her pussy mound. His left hand goes further down and makes contact with her wet slit, he moves his hand up and down her slit spreading her wetness all over her pussy. She loses control of her body at the tingling sensations forming from her pussy and moving all over her body, allowing him to manipulate her body at his will. "You're wet. Very wet," he whispers in her ear. She cries loudly and bucks her hips against his hand as he rubs her clit with his thumb and inserts a thick finger in her wet pussy enjoying the heat of her tight moist hole as he sucks on her ear. He withdraws his hand and pulls her top up over her breasts and pulls her red bra cups down revealing her ample bosom and erect nipples. He starts kneading her tits, massaging them and pinching her nipples, pulling them, twisting them as his left hand goes inside her jeans again and works its magic on her pussy with his fingers and thumb alternating his rubbing with slow and fast speed. She has never felt all these sensations at once and shudders as her body is washed through with her first orgasm of the day from the constant rubbing of her clit and finger thrusting inside her tight wet pussy. Sensing her orgasm he withdraws his finger out of her pussy hole and pinches her clit and sucks on her neck increasing the pleasure and intensity of her orgasm. She screams throwing her head back in his shoulder, her eyes are closed and her mouth opens revelling at what this young man is doing to her body. He pulls his hand out of her jeans, unbuttons it and pushes it down her thighs. He caresses her smooth thighs with his hands enjoying the feel of her soft skin on his hard hands and squeezes them. He pulls her panties down and looks at the view which has been on his mind for days, its mesmerizing and its his desire now. He grabs her ankle and remove the clothes from the feet one by one. He removes her shoes and brings her feet close to his mouth and licks her red polished toe. She grabs onto his shoulder for support and looks down at him sucking her toes. This is another first for her, she likes the feel of his hot mouth on her toes, sucking and licking the skin as she closes her eyes and lets the pleasurable sensations run through her body. He removes her toe from his mouth then kisses her ankle and places it on the floor and grabs her other foot. He does the same with it and when he is finished he grabs her thighs and looks up at her. Her eyes are closed, her hands on his shoulder. He turns his head and kisses her wrist and asks, "you like it?" She opens her eyes, there is lust in them and says as if enchanted, "yes." "Another first for you?" She smiles shyly and nods her head biting her lower lip as he is rubbing her thighs just below her pussy. He stands up, removes his t-shirt and looks down at her dark eyes, "the bed is waiting for you." He holds her hand and guides her to the big bed. She sits on the edge of bed with him towering over her. He is looking down at her and wants to devour her but he doesn't want to scare her off and besides today he just wants to enjoy her body. "Open your legs and lay back," he says and she does as is asked while he sits on his haunches on the floor and places her left leg on his shoulder. He looks at her pussy which is wet by now, the lips are swollen and the trimmed black curls shine with the wetness. He moves closer inhaling the scent of her arousal as she closes her eyes and waits for what is about to happen. His tongue snakes out and licks the pink slit from bottom to top, Simran shudders as the contact of his tongue on her sensitive pussy awakens buried passion in her. He slowly licks around her pussy lips, making his tongue roam on the wet soft skin around her pussy. He kisses her left pussy lip, then with his tongue gives that sensitive pussy petal a lazy hard lick. This makes Simran shudder and cry out as her pussy is on fire. He takes her pussy lip between his lips and starts sucking on it. He sucks her pussy lips for a few seconds then gives her pussy a long slow lick making her buck her hips for more. He starts licking at her sensitive clit like a hungry cat and she starts shuddering and twisting her head side to side. He puts her clit in his mouth and starts sucking on it hard. The pleasure is too much for Simran to bear and she lets the waves of her orgasm wash over her with a loud scream. He starts lapping up all the juice that her pussy has produced, licking all around her needy pussy. She pushes at him hard with her feet so that she can breathe and calm herself. He gets up and looks at her lying on her back, breathing heavily, her bra cups down showing her erect nipples, legs spread and pussy wet. He smiles knowing he has caused this but he is not finished yet. Now its his turn to enjoy. He removes his pants and underwear and brings his hard cock at the entrance of her pussy. "This time I'm gonna enjoy it a lot," he says looking at her lust filled eyes. She just nods as he rubs the tip of his cock on her slit up and down lubricating it with her overflowing juices. He places the cockhead at her opening and pushes in. She moans as the tip of his swollen cock enters her already drenched pussy. He slowly pushes further until he is balls deep in her depths and stops, revelling in the warmth and tightness of her pussy wrapped around his cock. He grabs hold of her waist sinking his fingers in her soft skin and starts moving in and out of her at a steady slow pace. Unlike last time when he didn't get enough time to enjoy the tightness and feel of her snug pussy, today he has all the time in the world. She starts moaning and clenches her fist grabbing the cheap bed sheet as he quickens his pace and thrust harder into her underused pussy. Her eyes are closed and her lips parted with the sound of her moans vibrating out her throat. "I love your pussy," he says thrusting deep into her and grinding his pubic bone with her clit, crushing it and making her cum on his cock buried deep in her depths. Her hips gyrate due to his actions. "Do you love my dick?" he asks her as her pussy is bathing his cock in its juices. He pulls out halfway and thrusts hard into her hard, she screams at the pain and pleasure of his hard thrusts. "Huh! Tell me Simran!" He withdraws till the tip is left inside and thrusts into her hard shaking her to her core and she screams tilting her head. Her orgasm reaches new heights. He does it again, again and again making her shake and quiver with the hardness of his thrusts and she comes again as his cock is buried deep in her well lubricated pussy. This is what she was missing, this is why she came to this cheap motel so she can cum like this and get fucked like never before. Her mind goes almost numb from the intense pleasure that she is receiving, her whole body feels sensitive and is mildly shaking, her fists clenching the cheap bedsheet tightly. "Tell me you love my COCK!" he grunts slamming his cock in her again. She tries to speak but she could not muster any words from her mouth. Its as if words are stuck in her throat and wouldn't come out. Her eyes are closed shut and mouth agape as he withdraws his cock fully from her cumming pussy. "Tell me what you want? Do you want my cock? Huh? Do you want me to keep fucking you like this? Huh? Tell me? Say you love my cock. SAY IT!" he shouts at her. She opens her eyes and screams herself, " YES! YES! YES!" she breathes heavily trying to compose herself and says staring at him, "I love your cock in my pussy." He smiles, sweat formed on his forehead and a drop falls from his nose. He slides his cock inside her pussy and starts fucking her hard and fast. Her sweaty breasts start swinging making her thrail in ecstacy and scream with passion. Her feet wailing beside his hips and smacking them on each outward thrust. She cums again screaming as he buries himself one last time in her and starts spilling his seed in her womb. He falls on her rubbing his sweaty body on hers. She pushes him aside unable to bear his weight and he moves to the side. His deflating cock springs out of her pussy slick with both their cum. They are both looking at the ceiling enjoying the afterglow of their intense fucking session and falls asleep. She wakes up and hears him talking on the phone but is unable to make out what he is saying due to her dizziness. She opens her eyes and stretches her arms lazily. She sits up and looks down at her naked body except for her bra which is exposing her tits and her swollen pussy which has been fucked thoroughly today. She can almost still feel the cock inside her. He comes out of the bathroom and looks at her, he is dressed nicely, "It was Neeraj, he says you're not picking up the phone and Rishi is sick so he is taking him to the doctor." She closes her eyes as guilt comes over, "its on silent mode." Her son is sick and her husband is taking him to the doctor while she is naked with his husband's friend. "Well you should call him so he doesn't worry about you and tell him you would be home in around an hour," She looks around the room and meekly replies, "I will call him." He walks towards her and kisses her forehead, "this was amazing. We should do it again," She nods and gives him another fake smile. "I have to be somewhere so I'm gonna leave, you can have shower, get dressed and go home. I have taken care of the room. OK?" She nods again unsure of what to say. "I'll see you tonight at dinner," he says and walks towards the door and looks back at her, "love you bhabhi." And walks out of the room leaving her alone and naked on the bed where they had just been fucking. She stands up grabs her clothes and goes in the bathroom. She goes under the shower and as the water hits her hot body she caresses her naked wet body. As the guilt and reality of what she has done sets in she presses her back against the wall and sinks to her feet and starts crying. ### Lonely with an Angel For two whole years Terry pined for his one true love. He missed Mary more and more each day; he missed her silly laugh, her witty wisecracks. He missed the way she looked in the morning, eyes closed lost in her own private dream world. He missed the way she smelt after sex, missed her screaming his name as she came. Terry missed her so much it hurt. He never showed it however, not in public anyway. He had daughter Angel to think about. She was only sixteen when her mother died and had taken it pretty hard. Crying herself to sleep, night after night. Angel was afraid that he too might pass away in his sleep, leaving her all alone. So Terry had agreed to let her sleep in his bed with him. Terry got used to waking up and seeing the face of his sleeping daughter lying next to him. Her brown silky hair strewn across her little Winnie the Pooh pillow. Occasionally Angel would have violent nightmares, and wake up in the middle of the night screaming and crying. Terry would take her in his arms to comfort her, kissing her freshly shampooed hair telling her it'll be all right. He would wake up the next day with this perfect creature in his arms, his little Angel. Terry found it hard to find a new woman, someone to replace Mary. All the woman he met paled before his belated wife's beauty and wit. He could never spend the night with them. He had once gone back to a woman’s place. A blonde number in her mid-thirties calling herself Tara. She was drunk and lonely, and had not taken much convincing to leave the smoky, sordid bar and to go back to hers. One thing led to another and she was soon in her grey underwear sucking Terry's cock like a car wash on a Sunday afternoon. It was barely passed midnight; Tara was performing some sort of gymnastic manoeuvre on Terry's cock, when his mobile rang. Frankly Terry was glad for this opportunity to take a break in their 'love-making'. Tara was enthusiastic but not much else. What had once been a passable face and a voluptuous body, was now a face you passed on and volumes of cellulite. It was Angel on the phone 'DAD!! Dad!? Where are you? Are you okay? Please say you're okay... Why aren't you home yet?' Angel was almost in tears, a wave of guilt rushed through Terry, making his cock go limp. 'Whose that slut?' Snorted Tara 'your wife?...HE'S FUCKING ME YOU BITCH, SO FUCK OFF!' Terry roughly pushed Tara of his half naked torso, put on his trousers and was outside hailing a cab while Tara cried; half naked in the middle of her bed, her mascara running down her cheeks in grey tired lines. Angel had started to hit puberty, Terry couldn't help noticing. Her body began to resemble her mothers more and more each day. Her little t-shirt had small moulds in them when she wore them, her young breast pressing urgently against the soft fabric. Her lips were becoming fuller and her cute butt slowly curving into a woman’s. Terry would find himself staring at her chest over breakfast and feasting on her cute butt as she walked to school. He knew it was wrong, evil even but he couldn't help it. He took to seeing Tara during the day when Angel was a school, to help him relieve these urges. It didn't help much and Terry tried it best to push the whole thing to the back of his mind. Couple days after her eighteenth birthday Angel came into the house crying. Her white school blouse was torn and muddied, her left cheeks was bright red, bleeding and her satchel missing. 'OH MY GOD! Angel, honey, what happened?' Terry bent down and hugged her nubile young body close to him. Through the sobs and tears he made out that some boys had attacked her on the way back from school stealing her satchel. 'Did they do anything else, honey?’ Terry asked, knowing what boys were like these days. 'Like what?’ She asked 'Did they try to, er, touch you or anything? Get you to do things you shouldn't?' A puzzled look came across Angel’s innocent face. 'Nooo, they hit me though...' Terry closed his eyes and thanked god. 'Come on, honey, go up and have a shower, get yourself cleaned up.' 'Will you help me? I'm sore all over and can hardly move.' Terry paused and ran his eyes over her young dishevelled body. 'Yeah, okay' All he was doing was helping her shower, he justified to himself. There's nothing wrong in that. Angel stood naked in the bath, whilst Terry held the showerhead and the soap. His cock was rock hard as her beautiful young daughter let the lather drip all over her. She slowly rubbed her left breast, her father stood dumbstruck. 'Daddy I can't reach my back couldn't you clean it for me? I'll hold the shower.' 'No, honey, I'm sure you can do it yourself.' 'Please?' She turned facing him with Mary's hazel eyes; Her wet hair clung to her cute face and delicate shoulders. The small swellings of her breasts, topped with perfect pink nipples. Her eighteen year old sex, naked hairless at the top of her perfect skinny legs. She took advantage of his dazed state to grab the showerhead, and then spun around exposing her back to him. Terry lathered his hands with the soap and massaged her shoulders, trying not to look at her smooth, cute behind. Angel sang some song that was in the charts that week, the latest hit from some boy band in America. She giggled as Terry started to work his way down her silky smooth back. He traced each bump of her backbone with his finger, occasionally stopping to circle her shoulder blades. He drew is face closer to her back, smelling the mix of soap and youth under his hands. His hands worked down to the curve of her waist, then round of her hips then to the small of her back. He should stop, he knew he should, but something made his right hand start to stroke her the top right butt cheek. He drew his face even closer taking in her scent. Her flesh was firm, yet soft and yielding. He let out a low groan. 'Dad? Are you okay?' 'Yes, honey' he mumbled 'erm, you finish yourself off yeah?' Terry dropped the soap, and ran from the bathroom. His hard cock rubbing against his trousers. He went his bedroom, locked the door then collapsed on his bed. He hurriedly unzipped his trousers and grabbed his urgent dick in his hand, pumping it hard. Images of his naked daughter ran round his mind. His hand on her pubescent breasts, her perfect butt her. Kissing her pouting lips, his finger sliding into her sex. Fucking her- his cock into her tight pussy, hearing her moan as he rode her from behind, harder and harder. Her tight pussy around his raging cock. Hearing her sing her stupid boy band tunes about first love while he fucked her brains out. Kissing her soft white skin, her smooth shoulders, her brown hair in his face. Terry final came, squirting his juice over his trouser. He lay back, disgusted with himself but still strangely satisfied. For days Terry was unable to look his daughter in the eyes. He avoided any contact or conversation with her. He took his frustration and disgust out on Tara who was happy for any attention Terry gave her. He would imagine it was Angel beneath when he fucked Tara. Imagined it was her small lips wrapped round his cock, her small arse he was fucking. At night Terry slept with his back to Angel. His dreams haunted with the image of his nymph daughter. He would lay awake at night just devouring her perfect form with his eyes, her pert buttocks pressing urgently against her cotton nightie. He would lay next her and touch himself, cumming silently with his young daughter obliviously asleep next to him. She was in his thoughts all the time; Terry couldn't keep his mind on anything else. He would skive of work and stay at home. Masturbating over Angels underwear, searching the web for pictures of girls that looked like her. When she came home from school, he would sit silently, lusting over her small tight buttocks, her young breasts and her innocent eyes. On the anniversary of his wife's death Terry was fired from work, he staggered out of his office and headed for the nearest bar. He drank until the late afternoon, and then headed home. Angel was home from school, watching kids TV downstairs in the living room. Terry grabbed a bottle of whiskey and slumped down next to her on the couch. She was wearing a pair if tight fitting shorts and a simple white t-shirt; she was not wearing her bra. 'Daddy are you okay' she asked concerned at her fathers drunken state. 'Yesss, fine' he stammered, 'Your drunk! Eugh I can smell it!' 'No dear, no..' he patted her naked knee, then let his hand rest there, his eyes were glued on her t-shirt. 'Daddy?' He looked up at her young face, she was so pretty, so innocent. 'Its nothing you go upstairs and study...' She got up and left, his eyes burning into her pert butt as she made her way out of the room. He continued drinking until it grew dark outside and the only thing left on TV were channel 5 soft-porn films. He switched of the TV and crawled upstairs to his bedroom. Angel was asleep in his bed, it was too hot for covers and she slept with only her cotton nightie to protect her. Terry gazed at the siluhette of his beautiful daughter. He hurriedly took his trousers and shirt off and lay down next to her. He felt his cock growing hard and he slipped his pants off and gently massaged his cock. He got up onto his knees, his hard cock in his hand watching his sleeping daughter. Her chest slowly rose and fell as she breathed; her eyes closed her lips slightly parted. She stirred in her sleep, let out a small groan and rolled over to her side exposing her back to him. Terry lay down next her his cock still hard in his hand. He brought his face close to her neck, taking in her smell, feeling her hair cascade down his face. She was so beautiful, so perfect. Everything about her screamed sex, Terry wanted her so badly. His hand moved up her legs to the bottom of her nightie, he gently lifted it to expose her tight buttocks in her small cotton knickers. They were so tight, so fresh. He gentle stroked her white panties afraid to wake his sleeping daughter. It was too much for Terry, something snapped in him. He had waited for this ever since his wife had died; he had fought it, knowing it was wrong and evil. But tonight despair; loneliness and alcohol had beaten him. He grabbed her from behind and held her tightly. Angel let out a scream, and was suddenly awake. Terry oblivious to her scream thrust his cock between her thighs. 'I'm sorry honey' he whispered as his cock rubbed against her thighs. She struggled against his bear hug but he continued thrusting. He suddenly slowed. 'Daddy, please don't, please no' She whimpered in-between her tears. He now rolled her over so she was laying her front, and then straddled her from behind, He ripped her little panties off to reveal the butt he had fantasised over for so long. 'My little slut Angel..' He whispered, he grabbed her shoulders pushing her down onto the bed, forcing her arse up. He took a moment to look at his daughter sprawled beneath him, her naked legs and pert buttocks, her perfect unscarred back, soft and sweet. Then he thrust his cock into her ass. Angel screamed so loudly that Terry was at first startled, but then the alcohol kicked in again and her screams only fuelled his passion. 'You fucking bitch’ He thrust deeply into her, she screamed and wept begging him to stop. However he continued fucking his daughter up her arse. Her butt was only small, so he only managed to get about 3/4 of his dick up her. His hands ripped apart the remains of her flimsy nightie. He could feel her flesh on his; she was so soft so new. Her buttocks rubbed against his dick, setting it on fire, he had never fucked anything as tight as her. He finally came inside her ass while she wept, and then slowly removed his flaccid penis from her dripping ass hole. Angel lay crying, naked on his bed. He turned her over so she was facing him. Her beautiful face scarred with tears and fear. Her hazel eyes filled with a mixture of fear and disbelief. He felt himself getting hard again. 'Shhhhh, baby, it's alright' he said trying to reassure her. He kissed her gently on the lips; she struggled to move her face from his to stop the kiss. He grabbed her by her scalp and held her face to his, forcing his tongue into her mouth. His other hand started exploring her cunt; she was dry as a bone. He groped her small tits while he tried to stick his fingers up her cunt. He started to kiss her shoulders, her breasts, nipping them occasionally with his teeth. Angel moaned, more out of pain then anything else but Terry could sense she was loosening. 'Angel, my baby..' He whispered under his breath. He went down to her virgin cunt his hands now around her waist. Angel lay back, whimpering slightly, whilst Terry started to kiss his young daughters clit. Angel moaned 'Oh, daddy, no please,ahhhhhh.....' She let slip a groan of pleasure, Terry smiled. His daughter’s pussy was beginning to loosen. His tongue flicked in and out of the entrance of her pussy, occasionally he paused to kiss her clit. Angel moaned, this time it was a moan of pleasure and lust. Terry raging penis could not wait any longer. He drew himself up, her legs on his shoulders. He crouched forward so her knees almost touched her own shoulders. He kissed her lips gently. Terry stared at his daughters face; her look of fear and disbelief was now mixed with one of wanton lust. Terry smiled, kissed Angel forehead. He brought his prick to the entrance of her virgin pussy. A look of fear and wonder came across Angel's face as she realised what was going to happen next 'Daddy NOOOOOOO..' He entered her virgin pussy and fucked her. Her young pussy slightly wet, but tight around his dripping cock. He thrust harder and harder, driving his member into her tight virgin pussy. She lay silent, save for the occasional sob or groan, and accepted the inevitable. As he fucked her Terry noticed Angels pussy loosening, and beginning to get wet. He started touching her clit with his free hand, causing Angel to moan and writhe underneath him. 'Do you like your Daddy fucking you?' He asked sneering 'Daddy please no..daddy?' She replied 'oh my god...yes' Terry felt her getting wet, this sent him over the top. He fucked her like she was a cheap slut, an animal. He fucked his daughter, driving hard into her virgin cunt. She screamed, whether out of pleasure or pain it was hard to tell. 'DADDY, oh Daddy PLEASE, oh DADDY' He slowed his motion, and drew his face close to hers, staring into her clear hazel eyes. 'Do you want me to stop, Angel?' 'Yes, please, daddy please..' He kissed her neck letting his tongue taste her youth. Her pumped her twice hard, making Angel moan. She pushed her hips towards his inviting him. 'Do you want me to stop?' He continued nuzzling her neck, biting her she yelped in pain. 'Do you want me to stop?' 'No.' she whispered Terry smiled and continued fucking his daughter building up the momentum again. 'YOU FUCKING SLUT, YOUR A FUCKING LITTLE WHORE,’ Terry fucked his daughter until he came filling her with his sperm. Angel let out a small moan as she felt herself fill with her father’s hot sperm. She orgasmed her body suddenly tensing as this new sensation ran through her. He now loosed his hold to an embrace, but left his cock in her. 'My baby,' he whispered into the nape of her neck. Kissing her gently on the forehead. 'I'm sorry, Daddy’s sorry.' She nodded silently in reply, tears rolling down her face. He nestled next to her and took her in his arms and kissed her once more, her freshly fucked body pressed against his. They both cried themselves to asleep, Terry's cock still up his only daughter. Lonely Wives It was just about closing time on Friday night, and I was itching to get off work. For once, I was actually going to have an entire weekend off from my job at the lingerie store, and it was all I could do not to just shoo all the customers out and close the store a bit early. However, just five minutes before closing, she walked in. A beautiful, elegant, sexy woman who obviously did not care what time it was or when the store closed. She strolled in, walked around the store a bit, running her fingers over the silky materials of the skimpiest lingerie. Finally, she stopped, right in front of me, and flashed me a gorgeous smile. I instantly knew that I would not be leaving the store on time tonight. "I was hoping you would be able to help me. I have a...party...to go to tomorrow, and I was hoping to buy some nice lingerie for a gift. Do you have any suggestions?" Again, the smile flashed at me, and I knew I was in for the long haul. I smiled back and asked the woman to come with me. I began to pick out some of the more expensive, elegant pieces, figuring that if I was going to have to stay late, I might as well milk the woman for all she was worth and get something out of the deal in return. My thinking was getting a bigger commission, but I ended up getting a lot more than I ever hoped for. The woman smiled and nodded as I showed her the tasteful lingerie, but after five minutes, I could tell she wasn't interested in anything I had showed her. Finally, she turned to me, and put her hand on my arm, stroking it ever so gently. "Sweetie, I know that it is time for the store to close. Why don't you go ahead and lock the door? I am going to require your services for quite a while tonight, and I promise you, I can make it worth your while. I am going to give you a very very large tip for being so helpful, so no worries." I started to protest, as we are not allowed to accept tips from customers, but she wouldn't hear of it. "Your superiors need never know. Please, just let me do this for you, as I am in desperate need of your help. Please?" I looked into her eyes, and I knew there was no backing down. There was something about this woman that drew me to her. Her long, silky brown hair tumbling over her shoulders, over the expensive coat and scarf she wore. Her long, black lashes framing her deep green eyes. Her full, luscious lips, drawing into a smile, just for me. Deep in my mind, I knew that a store clerk like me could never even hope to be with a amazing woman such as the one standing before me. Besides, she was wearing a huge rock on her finger, a beautiful wedding set. Even if I could ever had a chance with her, she was married. No such luck for me. I smiled and nodded, walking away to lock the door. By the time I got back to her, she had two sets of lingerie in her hands. "Well, that was fast," I said as I smiled, and she gave me a mischievous look, her eyes twinkling, as she handed one set to me. "Strangely enough, my friend is very nearly the same build as you. Would you mind too much trying this set on for me, so I can see if it fits?" I looked at her, a bit surprised, but finally nodded, figuring the more I did for her, the bigger the tip I would be receiving later. I slipped into a dressing room, and turned to undress, letting my clothes fall around me. I quickly slipped off the bra and panties I was wearing, and then pulled the sexy black thong underwear up. All the while, my lovely customer, whose name she told me was Celeste, was telling me what the gift was for. Her friend's birthday was the following day, and she figured that sexy lingerie would make her feel good. She was in a group of five women who called themselves "The Lonely Wives Club." I inquired about the meaning of this club, and she responded that although the five of them live in an upscale, wealthy neighborhood, that certainly didn't mean that they were happy wives with loving husbands. Each one of them knew their husbands to be cheating, and most of them had very strained marriages. However, they were not going to let their husbands off the hook so easily. They figured they would continue to take advantage of their husbands' wealth, as they had found the joy and pleasure they were missing with their husbands in each other. I wondered at that last comment...joy and pleasure in each other...but I let it go. As I began to slip on the bra, I felt silken fingers caressing my back, running up my spine to help clasp the bra. I jumped slightly, but allowed my customer to do me this favor. I felt my nipples harden as her fingers ran against my back, and immediately, I became wet. "Well, guess I'll be buying this set of lingerie!" I thought to myself. I turned around to face Celeste, and I saw her eyes taking in my petite, slim form methodically. I kept telling myself she was just sizing up the lingerie to make sure it fit correctly, but her eyes lingered on my mound and my rather large breasts a little too long. I blushed slightly at this attention, at which she laughed, rather heartily. "You're lovely, just lovely...the lingerie looks fantastic. I will go ahead and get that set for my friend." I nodded and began to gather up my clothes to get dressed again when I felt Celeste's hand on my shoulder. Her lips brushed my ear as she whispered, "Now, I didn't say I was finished. Help me into this other set...I want to get a little something for myself as well." A little self-conscious, I turned to help her out of her clothes and into her set. As I undressed her, I realized what a gorgeous body she had: a slender waist, long shapely legs, large perky breasts. She couldn't have been much older than her early thirties, which was rather sad to me. To be so young and in such a loveless marriage was rather tragic. At only 23, I hoped that my future was not so similar to hers. She looked absolutely stunning in the sheer maroon bra with matching panties. I could see her dark areola through the sheer fabric, her nipples straining against the bra. Her trimmed bush was visible as well, and I could not help but run my tongue over my lips as I took her body in. I heard her chuckle, and my gaze snapped back up to her face, and I felt myself color darkly. "Do you wish to purchase this set as well? It looks....very nice...on you." I heard a low moan, almost a growl, escape her lips, and she advanced on me. "Darling, I do want to purchase both, but believe me, I'm not through with you yet." She pressed her body against me, backing me against the wall of the dressing room. Her soft lips met mine as her arms encircled me, running down my back to squeeze my butt. I groaned against her and feebly tried to struggle against her, but finally, my desire for her took over. I surrendered to her, letting her lips and hands assault my body, whose every nerve was tingling and screaming with her every touch. She pushed me back to the bench, sitting me down, as she continued to kiss my lips, moving to my neck, down my chest. She kneeled before me, taking my nipple between her teeth, biting it through the fabric of the bra. I sucked in my breath, surprised at the pleasure I felt from the pain. Her fingers ran down my stomach, pressing against my belly button, making me moan again, and then continued their way down to my mound. As she continued to bite and suck at my nipples, her fingers began to trace my slit through my panties, which were soaking wet. She began to rub my pussy more vigorously as she bit my nipple even harder. I cried out, and just as my cry escaped my lips, her fingers quickly slipped inside my panties and plunged deep into my pussy. My hips bucked, coming right off the seat, and I grabbed the back of her head and pressed her mouth to my breasts even tighter. I felt her smile against me, and then chuckle at the response she was eliciting from me. Celeste looked up at me and smiled a very naughty smile. "How do you like your tip, love?" All I could do was moan softly. Again, she chuckled as she grabbed my breasts, kneading them, pinching my nipples. She then reached around to unclasp my bra, letting my breasts bounce free. Again, she assaulted my nipples with her mouth, sucking even harder than before. My hips began to move again, wanting to feel her fingers deep in my wetness. Suddenly, she pulled back and looked at me again. "You are such a beautiful young woman. Your skin is so soft....and your body so firm. I do think I need to taste your lovely young pussy...." With that, she lifted my legs over her shoulders and leaned down to trace her tongue along my pussy lips, along my slit, through my panties. All of a sudden, she ripped my panties right off of me, and buried her face in my pussy, sucking my hard clit into her mouth. I cried out, almost screaming, as I felt her mouth on my clit and two of her fingers pumping into my hole. She then pushed my legs apart...wide apart...and plunged her tongue deep into my pussy, pressing my clit with one finger, while her other hand went to my breast, squeezing it hard, pinching my nipple and pulling at it. Her tongue pumped in and out of my pussy, and I could feel an orgasm begin to build within me. My hips began to pump harder, my hands grasped at whatever I could find, my legs wrapped around her. My orgasm began to erupt, my pussy throbbing and contracting, and I screamed out, pulling her hair, screaming for her to fuck me. I came....juices pumping out of my spasming pussy, coating her face. She looked up at me and smiled, my juices dripping down her face, onto her chest. She began kissing me, climbing up on top of me, rubbing her covered pussy against me. I brought her up to me, licking her breasts, sucking her nipples lightly, letting my hands wander over her amazing butt. "Oh God....Alana...mmmmm....baby...suck me....harder.....please..." I began to bite at her nipples, gripping her ass hard, running my fingers around her anus and along her soaked slit. Suddenly, she got off of me and pulled me to the ground. She crawled on top of me, straddling me, rubbing her pussy against my own. My hands went up to her breasts and began to abuse them, kneading them roughly, pinching and pulling at them nipples as she rocked her hips, grinding her pussy against me. I let my hand wander down to her pussy, rubbing her mound lightly, and then pulling the material of the underwear tight, letting it bunch in between her pussy lips. She growled, looking at me with lust in her eyes, and she reached down and ripped her own panties off. I groaned her name as I felt her naked pussy begin to grind against my own, her wetness mixing with mine. She looked me in the eyes as she began to inch her way up my body, pausing to rub her wet pussy against my breasts, and then continuing until she sat on my face. Bracing herself against the wall of the dressing room, she began to buck her hips wildly. I had to reach up and grab her hips and slow her down so I could plunge my tongue in her pussy, fucking her with my tongue. She growled and began to buck her hips again as I let my hands run over her butt. Just as I felt she was about to orgasm, I slid a finger into her anus and plunged my tongue as deep as I could into her pussy. She let her head fall back, screaming, as the orgasm ripped through her body. I could feel her pussy clench my tongue, pulling it in even deeper, as her body shook above me. Finally, she collapsed, falling off of me onto the floor. She looked over at me and smiled. "Honey, that was the most amazing orgasm I've ever experienced. Your young body has me so satisfied.... mmmmmm." She closed her eyes, running her hands up and down her body, still coming down from her intense orgasm. I felt my own body begin to tingle again, just seeing her naked form before me, still tasting her juices on my lips. I didn't even know what to say to this amazing woman who had made my body scream with pleasure, but I didn't have to say a thing. "I want to pay for the lingerie we've....soiled....and for the other lingerie we're going to take home with us to soil. Get up, Alana, you're coming home with me." I scurried to get my clothes on, and then we settled the bill. I protested when Celeste gave me a $500 bill, but she insisted, stuffing it into my bra as she slid her tongue along my lips. She led me out of the mall and to our cars, where I followed her home...