****** Tess by Darius ******
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Tess


Tess woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night. As she cleared her
head, she realized she was sweating all over and panting. This somewhat scared
her enough to call someone while the images were still fresh and scary. She
took a look at the time - it was 3:35. She was trying to think of a person she
could talk to about the dream and fast, since it was fading.

Lisa is sleeping with Jeff tonight, she remembered, and Nancy has a Physics
test in the morning... damn. Searching for a face in her mind, she walked into
the kitchen of her apartment, where the phone was, tugging now and then at her
silk lace nightgown; getting it smooth over her hips and firm, protruding
breasts as she walked. The gown was a little short and tight on her, but her
other ones were badly stained because she had spilled grape juice on them while
in the hamper, and the one she had on was an old one that her dad - Tess played
with her blond hair around her fingers and smiled.

Knowing that Micky was a late-night binger and would be awake, a good,
compassionate listener - from what she heard from her college cheerleader
friends. She glanced through her phone book by the phone, found his number and
dialed it. Three rings and a guy picked up.

The voice was drowsy and began, "Who the He-" "Hi," Tess said cutting him off,
very desperate and feminine. "Are you Micky? I need to talk to him about a
nightmare I just woke up from, I'm kind of scared. Is he there?"

"Yeah... sure he's me, uh, tell me about it, please," Micky said very quickly
waking up. Tess heard the compassion with his "please" and thought he was real
sweet and sexy, a little like her daddy.

"Oh, it was terrible!"

"Uh, huh."

"Someone real big, like, was behind me, I think, I was screaming and when - I
don't remember, now. Damn, and you sound so sweet... Could you come over?"

"Sure."

"I think, I would think - no - remember, (giggle) better if, like, you were
here to talk to, you know?" Hoping he would, he had said yes and would be on
his way. She told him where her apartment was near campus.

Tess was still frightened some but not shocked scared when she had woken up
sweaty all over. Talking to people about her nightmares was what calmed Tess
down, above anything else. It had been that way since she was about eleven, and
she'd stay up with her daddy a lot. Liking very much how he could talk to her
and treat her as an adult at times. There were many fond memories Tess could
recall of her dad telling stories, some kind of scaring her. But daddy was
there to tell her it was make believe and playing games with her late in the
night when she did get frightened, which was quite a lot.

Ten minutes later Micky showed, Tess eyed him while he stood in the doorway: he
was much taller than her, she noticed; had jeans and a blue cotton shirt,
showing his muscular biceps well; short hair that looked kind of greasy but
combed; and, a cute, square-jaw face that was sorta familiar and made her look
at it so much she didn't quite see his bulge. She wasn't scared anymore, she
realized, she felt a little flushed and her nipples being excited by the
nightie's fabric, making her teats protrude upward.

Micky was staring at them then her face.

"Come in," she said. She was getting horny fast looking at his tight jeans and
the muscular curves she saw bulging from his calves and thighs.

She felt her pussy moistening quick in response and began walking around her
apartment, not wanting to show the wet spot she knew was spreading in front of
her.

Tess wasn't a girl who could really fight back cravings of sex and once a day
had long masturbations sessions. After she'd orgasm a couple of times with a
huge dildo to spread her, she'd go into the bathroom with it, put down the
toilet seat, set the dildo on its base in the middle of it, and slowly let
herself impale the rod. Tess would squeal in the ripping and also of the
eroticism of it all. A few inches from the base was when she usually would stop
easing and play with herself, fulheartedly enjoying the stretching of her
sphincter and her engorged clit and nipples as she would release the rod enough
for it travel a little out of her anus, then plunge down 3 or 4 inches to
shriek from the thrill.

She was leaning now against the doorframe to her bedroom. He followed Tess into
her bedroom, as she still hadn't said anything more so far. After closing the
door, she turned to him noticing the cock he had on him that was dying to get
out of those pants, and felt her nipples tingling sticking out erect against
the ever taut silk nightie. "I had the dream in here." Tess looked down at her
gown and saw a big wet stain spreading from her crotch.

She got on the bed, laying on her tummy she grabbed both sides of the mattress
and turned her head at him seeing he was stripped down, already, to his briefs.
He took them off, Tess dropped her mouth open, gasping a few times in
exasperation to see that his daddy was fully erect and at least 10 inches long
- much more than she'd ever was ridden! She arched her back to set her chin on
the pillow, then she closed her eyes and moaned,"Uuuh-ooh, please fuck my ass?"
He thought she wanted it doggy style but, when he got on her, she said, again,
"Up the ass... oooh, please." He was a little dumbfounded, girls normally hated
it when he asked about humping up their asses, in his experience. However, he
put his hand between her thighs and stuck a finger in, then four in her; she
was very wet and moaned. Micky needed lube for an ass fucking.

Tess was waiting, bucking her butt up and down slightly against his very hard
cock. She was bracing herself for when he tried to penetrate her anus. She felt
his giant cock enter her vagina, going deep slowly into her, and instantly she
began moaning deeply, loud with each inch in her. Tess was extremely turned on
by his real, pulsing, mammoth penis in her that she changed her mind and bucked
back hard at his groin to get it all in.

Suddenly, she felt his long daddy slide out of her with a pop as she closed up,
letting her buck at the air. She was about to tell him to just fuck her like a
dog, wanting so much more of that cock to bring her at least three orgasms even
before he would get to shoot load after load of cum. Instead, he rammed his
juice covered baseball bat up her ass; she screamed bloody murder. Soon, he was
down in her and, at first, went slow for her to catch her breath after
screaming and being filled so fast.

But then, he was getting it on without remorse.

He went in and out fairly easy, since she was very loose. It turned him on even
more. His hands grabbed her melon breasts for support, and tore the top of her
nightgown off while getting a grip on all that pure sweat glistening tit-flesh.
Pressing his chest against her back for dear life, he could stay on while
buttfucking her at his own pace, enjoying getting his cock in her all the way
up to his sweltering balls. Tess yelped a little scream with each thrust, when
he was doing it slow. Now, she grinned and clenched her teeth tight as he kept
trying to go deeper than the last thrust, always working like a piston low on
oil, which he now was.

Having her massive boobs squeezed while a cock grinded her ass was very
thrilling for Tess and wondered why being in pain every time she fooled with a
man made her so elevated with excitement. Her father told her once, while doing
the same thing, that it was masochism, but since she was so young, her glazed-
over mind, dwelling in pain, made her think he had said "jism" and kept holding
still, expecting it to come out of daddy, anytime, with his orgasm.


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