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"Thank you Kayleigh," said Brad Nicholson as the two stood in the doorway. "That's five dollars an hour for four hours plus a ten dollar bonus for leaving the place so clean and tidy."
Kayleigh watched intently as Mr. Nicholson counted out thirty dollars. She could smell alcohol on his breath but didn't mind - he deserved a night out with his friends once in a while. He wasn't that old and kept himself in good shape, and Kayleigh sometimes found herself thinking about him in her private moments.
"Thank you, Mr. Nicholson," said Kayleigh as the thirty dollars changed hands. "Bonnie's a lovely girl and very intelligent. She's more like a sister than a job. I'm desperate to earn all the money I can get to go on a school trip to South America this summer. My parents will pay half but I'm still a long way short, so if there's ever anything I can do for you..."
Brad considered for a moment. A forbidden thought crossed his mind. Normally he would immediately dismiss it, but the alcohol gave him Dutch courage.
"Well, erm...," he started, then stopped.
"Yes?" pressed Kayleigh, sensing an opportunity to make some more money.
Brad hesitated for long moments.
"Well, I've been kind of lonely since my wife passed away. You're a beautiful young lady and perhaps you'd like to spend some time with me." Even as he spoke, Brad turned bright red and looked away.
"You mean you want to have sex with me?" Kayleigh's tone was questioning rather than outraged.
"I'm sorry," said Brad. "I had a few drinks tonight. It's illegal and I shouldn't have asked."
"How much?"
Kayleigh's question took a while to pierce Brad's befuddled senses. It finally dawned on him that Kayleigh wasn't saying no to him, just negotiating over price.
"Umm, I've never done this before. How much would you like?"
The question threw Kayleigh. She didn't know how much to ask for. Thinking quickly, she calculated she needed about another thousand dollars for her school trip. Perhaps she could ask for a quarter of that - after all, there might be other times, especially if she enjoyed it.
"Two hundred dollars plus a fifty dollar bonus for taking my virginity."
Brad gulped. He hadn't even considered she might be a virgin. He looked at the beautiful sixteen year old, with her ripe body and pert tits, and found a bulge growing in his pants at the thought he might get to fuck her.
"Agreed. When will you be free?"
Kayleigh thought for a moment. The alcohol had loosened Mr. Nicholson's inhibitions. If she waited until he was sober he might have second thoughts and change his mind.
"Here and now?" she suggested. "I can call my parents and tell them you're running late."
Kayleigh called her parents and told them she'd be home late. They were slightly worried but she managed to reassure them. Finally she hung up.
"Would you like a glass of wine or something?" suggested Mr. Nicholson.
"No, I don't want to be home too late."
"We'll use the spare room. The bed's made up and the linen's clean."
Brad led the way upstairs to the spare bedroom, Kayleigh following a little nervously. Inside the bedroom, Brad leaned over and kissed Kayleigh on the lips. She could smell and taste the alcohol. Brad was a good kisser, but Kayleigh was too nervous to respond.
"I guess we'd better get undressed," ventured Kayleigh, anxious to move things along.
Brad wanted to undress Kayleigh, but in truth was nervous himself, and having had a few drinks he knew he'd probably be all thumbs.
"You take something off first, then I'll take something off, then you again," Brad suggested.
Kayleigh was happy with this suggestion and kicked off a sneaker, Brad taking off a shoe. Socks followed sneakers and shoes, then it started to get serious. Kayleigh pulled her T-shirt over her head, leaving her naked down to the waist apart from her functional white bra. 'Phew,' thought Brad to himself, 'she's even more gorgeous than I imagined,' as he cast his eyes over her lissome frame. Brad followed suit, taking off his sweatshirt so he was naked down to the waist. Kayleigh was also impressed at his trim figure.
Kayleigh then removed her jeans, teasingly inching them slowly down her slim legs, revealing her functional white panties. Brad removed his sweatpants as quickly as possible, and Kayleigh saw the huge bulge in his boxers for the first time. 'Oh my God,' she thought to herself, 'that will never fit inside me.'
Wearing only bra and panties, Kayleigh had a decision to make. She decided to shed her bra next, unclasping it at the rear and letting it fall to the carpet, using her hands to coyly cover her tits from view.
It was time for Brad's boxers. Not knowing where else to look, he stared Kayleigh in the face as his rock hard cock sprang free and his boxers slid to his feet. Kayleigh was transfixed; she had never seen an erect cock in the flesh and stared at it in amazement.
"Your turn," said Brad, breaking her concentration.
Kayleigh turned away from Brad and slid her panties down her firm thighs and slim legs, presenting him with a perfect view of her shapely creamy-white orbs. Kayleigh stepped out of her panties.
"Turn around," said Brad, and Kayleigh gave a little twirl.
'Very nice,' thought Brad as he saw Kayleigh's small, firm breasts and neatly trimmed bush.
"I suppose I'd better get on the bed," said Kayleigh, her nervousness returning. Surely there was no way that monster would fit inside her.
"Yes please," Brad replied.
Kayleigh got on the bed and lay on her back, her head propped up by pillows so she could see what was happening. Brad got on the bed and, gently parting Kayleigh's knees, kneeled between them.
'Oh my God, he's going to put it in me. I hope it doesn't hurt too much,' thought Kayleigh. But Brad wasn't insensitive, and knew that Kayleigh wasn't ready for him. Instead he leaned forward and kissed her breasts, still standing proud with the firmness of youth. He gently teased a nipple then sucked it into his mouth. Kayleigh felt herself relaxing, with a sensation of growing heat in her pussy. As Brad continued to play with her breasts and nipples, Kayleigh couldn't help but moan with pleasure.
As Brad kissed his way down her stomach, Kayleigh felt the loss of Brad no longer pleasuring her breasts. She rubbed and squeezed them herself and although it helped, it didn't feel anything like as good. Brad's kisses reached her pussy area.
'Oh my God, surely he's not going to kiss me down there,' thought Kayleigh, but Brad parted her pussy lips with his fingers and inserted his tongue. Kayleigh couldn't help but squeal with pleasure as Brad sampled her, enjoying her scent of arousal and lapping up her juices. Then for the first time he touched her clitty with his tongue, sending tingles of pleasure through her body.
Brad liked the taste of Kayleigh's pussy, the strong, fresh taste of youth. But even more he liked the reaction when he teased her clitty with his tongue, her moans of pleasure and squirming. The intensity rose as he continued licking and he realized she was close to orgasm. He sucked her clitty into his mouth and playfully nipped it with his teeth, and Kayleigh screamed as her orgasm broke, her muscles going rigid as waves of pleasure coursed through her body.
As Kayleigh relaxed after her orgasm, Brad raised himself from her pussy. He tested her with a finger as far as her hymen and found that she was sopping wet, but he knew that already from the moisture on his chin.
"Are you ready to fuck now?" asked Brad.
"I guess so."
Brad grabbed a couple of pillows and stuffed them under Kayleigh's hips so that he could enter her from a kneeling position. He parted his pussy lips with his fingers, then positioned his weeping cockhead at the entrance to her cunny.
"Brace yourself, this might hurt a little."
Brad thrust hard, bursting through the hymen. Kayleigh felt a sharp stinging sensation from her nether regions and tensed, instinctively trying to close her legs. Brad noticed the glistening at the corners of Kayleigh's eyes and knew she was trying not to cry.
"You're a real woman now. I'll wait until the pain fades."
It seemed an eternity, with the head of his rock hard cock embedded just in the entrance of Kayleigh's deliciously hot, tight, moist cunny, until finally she gave her assent for him to continue with a little nod of her head. Gently Brad pushed in, savoring every millimeter of Kayleigh's own little heaven, until he bottomed out with barely half his length inside her.
"Are you okay," he asked tenderly.
Kayleigh gave a very uncertain nod of her head. Brad pulled out almost all the way, then thrust in hard, jolting Kayleigh's body. No longer seeking Kayleigh's approbation, he fucked her hard and mercilessly. Even as he felt his own arousal growing and his rock hard cock get even harder, he noticed that Kayleigh was starting to moan with pleasure and push back at his thrusts. Brad modified his rhythm in accordance with Kayleigh's feedback, and noticed that as her arousal grew she expanded to accommodate him. Almost the whole of his cock now fitted inside the hot, tight, moist heaven.
Brad felt his groin tighten and a knot form in his stomach as his point of inevitability neared. Kayleigh came first, with a loud scream, the throbbing of her cunny milking Brad's cock into answering spasms as he fired jet after jet of cum onto Kayleigh's virgin cervix.
At last Brad's orgasm finished and he collapsed onto the bed alongside Kayleigh. God, that had been awesome. He slowly dozed off.
A few moments later he was shaken back to life. Kayleigh was standing there, fully dressed and wanting to go. Suddenly Brad realized he didn't have two hundred and fifty dollars in cash to give Kayleigh.
"I'm sorry, Kayleigh, I don't have enough cash on me. I can give you a check, but if you want cash you'll have to come by tomorrow. You know I'm good for it."
"My parents would wonder if I had a check for two hundred and fifty dollars. I'll come by tomorrow."
"Thanks. And I really enjoyed it, you were worth every cent. You're a very special girl."
"Thank you. I feel a bit sore down there but I enjoyed it too. But I've got to go now."
"Do you mind letting yourself out?"
"No problem. Bye, Mr. Nicholson."
After Kayleigh had shut the bedroom door behind her, Brad rolled over onto where she had been lying, enjoying the fading warmth of her body and her lingering scent, even enjoying the wet spot where their juices had soaked into the bed linen.
*****
"What are you doing in here, daddy?"
'Oh shit,' thought Brad as he came to his senses. He was lying on his back, stark naked with a morning hard-on, being stared at by his twelve year old daughter, still wearing her nightie.
"Well, errr," he stumbled for an explanation.
"You fucked Kayleigh, didn't you? I heard you."
Brad winced at the word 'fucked'. Where had his little angel learned such language? Then he cringed when he remembered Kayleigh screaming with orgasm.
"Well, daddy has been all alone since mummy died, and Kayleigh was being very nice to him."
Brad thought he'd better not mention the financial accompaniment.
"And you don't think I could be just as nice to you?"
"Baby, you're my daughter and I love you but it's illegal for men to have sex with their daughters. I would go to prison if anyone found out and you'd never see me again."
However, while saying this, Brad was appraising his daughter in a whole new light. That nightie was far too short for her, revealing a very shapely pair of legs. And there were a couple of promising bumps on her chest.
"But daddy, Kayleigh's only sixteen so it's illegal for you to fuck her too. Why would you trust a stranger more than you'd trust your own daughter?"
Brad winced at the 'f' word again. He really didn't like where this conversation was going.
"You're right baby, what I did was wrong."
Brad groaned inwardly. He'd like to fuck Kayleigh again, but he wouldn't be able to with Bonnie around.
"So you admit you should have trusted me?"
Brad felt the trap closing in on him and was lost for words. Bonnie took his silence for assent and leaped on the bed. Brad noticed the nightie ride up as she moved, revealing flashes of Bonnie's bald cunnie - she wasn't wearing any panties. His hard-on wasn't getting any softer.
Bonnie straddled over his hard cock and Brad felt paralyzed, unable to offer any resistance.
"In Sex Ed we were told it's better for the woman to be on top so she can control the rhythm and depth of penetration."
'What the hell are they teaching kids nowadays,' mused Brad.
Bonnie positioned herself until the head of his cock was nestling against her pussy. Reaching underneath her nightie, Bonnie peeled apart her pussy lips then lowered herself onto his cock. As the head of his cock encountered the barrier of Bonnie's hymen, Brad felt her dryness. This was going to hurt.
"Baby, you're not ready. There's some..."
'Lube in the drawer,' he was going to conclude, but too late. Bonnie thrust down hard and his cock burst through her hymen. Dry skin grated against dry skin. Bonnie screamed and Brad winced. Tears flowed down Bonnie's face.
"I'm sorry baby; it sometimes hurts the first time."
Racked with sobs and unable to speak, Bonnie nodded. They'd obviously covered that too in Sex Ed. Brad felt something hot and wet trickle down his cock. The base of his cock was visible underneath the bottom of Bonnie's short nightie, and Brad could see from the streaks of blood that she was bleeding.
"Baby, you're bleeding. I think you should stop."
"If Kayleigh can do it, I can too," Bonnie replied through gritted teeth.
Despite obvious pain, she lowered herself farther onto Brad's cock. The blood acted as a lubricant making progress easier, but Bonnie was way tighter than Kayleigh had been. Bonnie was smaller too, and Brad bottomed out when only a couple of inches deep.
Bonnie raised herself until only the tip of Brad's cock was inside her cunny, then thrust down again. Despite the stinging pain she managed to find a rhythm which didn't hurt too much. Brad raised his hands and felt for his daughter's tiny breasts. First he cupped them, then getting no discouragement, started rubbing and kneading them through the thin fabric of Bonnie's nightie.
The pain seemed to lessen and Bonnie found she was starting to enjoy it. Brad lifted up the front of Bonnie's nightie and watched his bloodstained cock pistoning in and out of his daughter's cunny, forcing her pussy lips wide apart. He felt his cock grow even harder at the sight.
Bonnie took the hint and pulled the nightie over her head and off, exposing her slender young body to her daddy's gaze. Brad ran his hands all over the soft young flesh, pausing to feel the hardness of her nipples.
Bonnie was now getting genuinely aroused, producing juices to facilitate the union, and expanding to take half of Brad's cock. He felt between Bonnie's legs and sought out her hard little button, teasing it gently and sending sparks of pleasure through Bonnie's body. She had never had an orgasm before but they'd been taught about them in Sex Ed and she knew that she was approaching one.
Brad and Bonnie's orgasms arrived simultaneously, prolonging each other's pleasure, Brad shooting his sperm onto Bonnie's virgin cervix as her pulsating cunny muscles milked his cock. Flushed, sweating and exhausted, Bonnie collapsed onto Brad's chest, his shrinking cock still embedded deep in his daughter's cunny. He leaned forward and kissed her tenderly on the forehead, sucking up the salty droplets.
"I love you, baby," he said, and he meant it absolutely.
"I love you too daddy. Now there's no need for you to be lonely any more."
As he lay there with his hot, sweaty daughter lying on top of him, Brad wondered what on earth he had gotten into.
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