She started moving upon him and Travis realized that he was going to have trouble holding off. While he masturbated often, the hot, wet pussy sliding up and down on him was practically begging to be inseminated. Fuck, he thought, I have to hold it, think of anything but the nubile 18-year-old riding me.
Then he remembered that his daughter couldn’t take the pill; it made her sick. He hadn’t felt whoever was riding him slip a condom on, so there was no way that it was Roxy; this had to be one of her friends! Relieved, he lay back and enjoyed the high school graduate as she took her pleasure from his body.
Then he had another thought: if Roxy had lied about who was going to fuck him, she could also have been lying about condoms. No, he thought, his daughter wouldn’t be so stupid! But the possibility needled its way into his thoughts once again. He felt the telltale tingle indicating that his orgasm was coming, and fast. What was he going to do?
The girl leaned forward and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Surprised, he kissed her back, but the sudden, unexpected intimacy caused his orgasm to explode from his loins. “MMHG!” he gasped into the girl’s mouth as he blasted her possibly unprotected insides with a huge load of sperm. “HGG! Hhm!”
The girl reared back and he felt her knuckles bumping between her legs as she rubbed her clit while he filled her. A few seconds later he could feel her insides grip him again as she came while his load splashed against her cervix one last time. She fell upon him and he felt her breath going in and out as she recovered. A few seconds later, she gave him a quick kiss, dismounted, and left the bed.
He almost took the goggles off, but covered up his shrinking cock instead.
—
Eighteen minutes earlier…
Roxy poked her head into her father’s bedroom after he called out, noting that he was indeed deaf and blind, as required, before she waved her friend Anne over. Roxy hadn’t been entirely truthful with her dad…while several of her friends had said at one point or another that they found her father hot, only one had actually agreed to fuck him. Anne was a pretty, curvy ash blonde…Roxy knew her father had checked her out a few times, so wouldn’t complain about her extra few pounds, not that he’d know it was her.
Anne looked into the bedroom. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed. “And he can’t see or hear me?”
“Nope! Hurry, or he’ll think I’m pranking him.”
Roxy closed the door behind her. She was tempted to open it back up a little when she heard Anne cry out in orgasm a few minutes later, but she was having mixed feelings about all this. Yes, it was hot that her dad was going to fuck her friend, but it was also her dad! Still, she continued to listen just outside the door, feeling confusingly aroused by the sexy sounds.
A while later she heard her father bellow out his release and backed away from the door. She waited, resting her back against the far wall until Anne slipped out, struggling to get her bra back on. Roxy turned her away and fastened it back up.
After Anne slipped her shirt back on, she pulled Roxy into a hug. “That was so awesome, Rox! I came so hard, like three times! That fucking long dong reached places that never got touched before.”
“Um, I’m glad,” Roxy replied nervously. “Tell the others, but nobody else, right?”
“Yeah!”
“Okay, I’ll see you later then…seeya!”
“Byee!” Anne skipped down the hall, then paused. “Um, I have to use your toilet…his stuff’s trying to drip out…heh.”
“Use the downstairs one, then out the back, okay?”
“M’kay!”
Roxy stepped back into her father’s bedroom and snickered when she saw that he was doing his best to cover up his penis. Then she was struck by the smell of pussy and opened a window before pulling the earmuffs from his head. “Wait a few more minutes before getting up…she’s still here.”
He waited until he heard Roxy close his door before getting dressed and then heard the downstairs toilet flush. He waited a couple more minutes before opening his door with a questioning look. His daughter was sitting on her bed, visible from his door, and she nodded. He headed over to her.
“Nice job, Dad…she was pretty happy. How you feeling?”
He sat next to her. “Kinda weird, but good. That was the second woman I’ve ever been with, y’know?”
She smiled. “I know…you and Mom were high school sweethearts.”
“Yeah.” Travis side-eyed his daughter. She looked much as she had before the sex — not sweaty or with that post-orgasm glow her mother would get — so it seemed that she hadn’t tricked him. He sighed, relaxing.
She stood up. “Okay…so…you smell like pussy, so please go have a shower?”
“Uh, right!”
—
*Rdy 4 rnd 2?*
Travis looked at the text from Roxy as he was getting into his truck to head home. Unlike the first time a few days previous, on Sunday, he was beat from a hard day’s work and just wanted to relax. *Tonight? Kinda tired* he sent back.
*Ur turning down hot teen sex?*
Yeah, good point, he thought. *Ok brt*
He insisted on a shower first, and then got into position before pulling on the sense-blocking equipment.
—
Opal pushed the door open and stared at Mr. Bell’s naked body as he lay there. He was in great shape from his work, with a hairy chest and there was that long, hard cock that Roxy had mentioned. Opal had been intrigued by her crazy offer but there was no way that she was going to go first. After Anne had reported to the group chat how much she had cum from riding that dick, though, Opal had asked for the next turn.
She closed the door behind her and disrobed, though she kept her bra on. The pear-shaped brunette was self-conscious about her small A-cup breasts, even though Mr. Bell couldn’t see her. She waved her hand in front of his face to make sure before climbing onto the bed.
There was no way that thing was going to fit into her little pussy dry, she realized, so she took it into her mouth and heard Mr. Bell groan. Startled, she turned to keep an eye on him as she licked and sucked, marveling that his cock could get even bigger. She reached down and played with her pussy and clit until she was wet enough. Finally, she dropped some saliva onto his cock head and moved astride his hips.
Then she remembered the condom in her jeans. She rubbed the head of that magnificent dick along her prominent pussy lips and shuddered in pleasure as she decided. She was a virgin — though not physically due to her aunt’s inappropriate, secret 18th birthday gift — did she really want her first real penis to be covered with a condom? Well, she didn’t want to get pregnant, of course, but she figured that she could put the rubber on after a bit. She nibbled her lower lip as she pressed herself down upon his cock, gasping as the head slipped inside. “Oh fuuuck…” she moaned, getting used to it. His shaft was only a little thicker than her dildo, but her toy didn’t have a flared head.
Her body calmed and she bore down upon his hardness, feeling it slip inside a little more. She pulled up a bit and tried again. On the third try she felt something shift and his dick rushed straight up inside her. “OH!”
*Knock knock!* “Everything okay?”
“Yes! Don’t come in…I’m good!” Opal called back. Then she looked down, marveling that Mr. Bell’s mighty cock was all the way inside her. She wiggled her hips, feeling the head of his dick scrape some point inside her that had never been touched before, and giggled. Then she made a determined face and lifted up a bit before pushing back down. “Ohmigodd…” she moaned softly, her eyelids fluttering. Soon she was moving upon him more quickly, feeling that point, deep inside, being pleasurably poked by the tip of the man’s cock. She could feel something coming, something big, deep inside her, and moved faster upon him.
When Mr. Bell started to thrust up into her, the dam broke…she shoved her fist into her mouth as the tip of his cock battered at her cervix and she came hard. “H-HHGK!” She collapsed upon his chest as her muscles stopped obeying her, pleasure blasting through her brain, cunt, clit, and hard little nipples as they rubbed at the inside of her bra. “Huhh! Ohhgdd!”
“Unghh!” Mr. Bell thrust up, hard.
“Uh?” She felt his cock throb deep inside her and realized that he was cumming into her unprotected depths, the condom forgotten in her pocket. “Oh nooouugghh…” She still couldn’t move as spurt after spurt of her friend’s father’s proven babymakers assaulted the entrance to her vulnerable womb. “NNG! NNH!” Her eyes rolled up as her orgasming body could do nothing but take the dangerous substance deeper inside her.
“Sorry,” Mr. Bell offered a few seconds later, “tried to hold out, but you were so tight…”
“That’s…okay…” she replied, but then realized that his earmuffs were still on; she could hear him but not vice-versa. She pulled off of him, eliciting a groan from both of them, and then quickly grabbed the condom. It was too late to protect her, but at least Roxy wouldn’t be mad. She unrolled the rubber and held it open between her legs, letting the dangerous substance drip out into it. She wasn’t sure how much was normal, but once the drops tapered off, she tied the end and got dressed.
She stepped out of the bedroom, her face red, and dangled the condom in front of Roxy as proof. “Where do I put this?”
“Bathroom garbage,” Roxy replied before taking a closer look. “Wait, that’s it?” From what Anne had indicated, her dad shot big loads.
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