I could do this.
I would do this.
I straightened and marched to the door before I lost my nerve. I headed down the hallway to his door. I reached for the handle when I heard something from inside. It was such a familiar sound. One I had heard many, many times from my parents’ bedroom.
People were fucking in there.
I pressed my ear to the door and heard, “Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Sampson! Ooh, ooh, pound me! Fuck me so hard!”
That wasn’t Momma. Daddy was fucking another student. She called him Mr. Sampson.
“That’s it,” he growled. “Yes, yes, you work that pussy. Stir that cunt around my dick.”
I shuddered, my ear glued to the door as I savored the sounds of the schoolgirl moaning. That was so naughty of Daddy. Was this the first schoolgirl he’d fucked since he’d married Momma? Or had he always been fucking schoolgirls? Had he been cheating on Momma all these years? Was she even his first schoolgirl?
Or had she given him a taste for barely legal cunt.
I couldn’t peel my ear from the door as I listened to the girl’s gasps and moans. I didn’t recognize her, but she sounded so throaty and passionate. And obviously White. It was in her tone of voice and the words she moaned.
“Mr. Sampson. Oh, yes, that’s so good! Ooh, keep pounding me! I’m such a naughty, naughty girl!”
“Yes, you are,” Daddy grunted as he fucked her hard. He was such a hunk. Such a virile hunk. Of course, other schoolgirls would want him.
My hips wiggled as my pussy grew so hot. So wet. I soaked my thong. I wanted to touch myself, but I was standing in the hallway. The empty hallway. I shuddered, my hand sliding down my stomach over the cute blouse I wore. My nipples throbbed in my thin bra. I reached my skirt.
I slipped beneath it. The slap of flesh on flesh echoed from in there. He was fucking her so hard. Just churning up her pussy. He must be driving that cock deep into her cunt. Just slamming to the hilt in her. She was gasping and moaning in such obvious delight.
That sounded so hot. So wild. I wanted to be in her place. I wanted to feel Daddy’s cock slamming into my young cunt. My eighteen-year-old pussy burned as I shoved my thong to the side and rubbed at my naked flesh.
I stroked up and down my juicy pussy as Daddy grunted, “Shit, shit, take it! Take my dick!”
“I love your cock, Mr. Sampson!” the schoolgirl-slut cooed. “Do you love my tight, young cunt!”
“Yes!” he growled as he slammed hard into her snatch.
It was so hot to listen to. I rubbed my fingers up and down my cunt. I loved this heat sweeping through me. It was so wild as he fucked the whore hard. I heard his desk creaking. She must be bent over it. Her skirt flipped up.
She gasped and moaned louder and louder. How soon until she climaxed on his dick. Until she came like a whore on him. I wanted to hear her gasping and moaning with all that passion. I ached for her to milk his dick dry.
Daddy was such a wonderful man. He deserved all the pussy he could handle. Mine should be one of them.
“Oh, my God, I’m gonna cum, Mr. Sampson!” squealed the slut.
“You better,” he grunted, his crotch smacking her ass. “Let me feel that pussy going wild. Goddamn, you are tight!”
“And you’re so much bigger than my boyfriend. Oh, ye, yes, Mr. Sampson. Yes!” She squealed out in orgasmic rapture. I gasped, rubbing at my cunt as I listened to her cumming on my Daddy’s big dick. That was so hot.
I rubbed at my clit, my entire body quivering. I wanted to climax imagining I was in that lucky girl’s place. I heard Daddy groan. He was flooding her pussy with his cum. Right now, she was getting all that wonderful jizz that I wanted in my womb.
“Lucky,” I whimpered.
“Shit,” Daddy groaned as that hot, young twat milked his dick. She was making him feel so good. I was so jealous and yet so happy that she was taking care of Daddy while he was at school. He worked so hard. He deserved young pussy.
My pussy.
I kept rubbing at my clit, my orgasm building and building. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Right here in the hallway. I listed as the girl squealed in delight. Then she was panting. They had finished. That was so hot.
“Mr. Sampson,” she moaned, sounding as satisfied as Momma. Of course, she was. Dad was a stud.
She let out a whimpering moan followed by the wet sound of smacking… lips. They were kissing. Ooh, that was hot. I quivered, wishing I was making out with daddy. I squirmed my hips from side to side, my fingers dancing over my bud.
I whimpered listening to Daddy make out with the girl. It made me quiver in delight. That was so hot to listen to. I quivered, my body trembling. I was so close to cumming. I just needed a little bit more before I came.
“You should get going,” Daddy said. “Don’t want anyone to be suspicious.”
“Right, right,” the girl said. “Don’t want your wife to find out.”
Dad chuckled as I rubbed my clit… Wait, they were done.
I gasped and ripped my hand out from beneath my skirt. I darted down the hallway to the girls’ restroom. I ducked inside of it, pressing against the wall and trembling. The door opened a minute later. I heard a girl humming.
I crouched in the bathroom. What if she came in here to get cleaned up? No helping it now. She was at the entrance and… walking by. I shuddered, my entire body trembling. I had to know who it was. I ducked my head out.
It was Veronica. She was in my English class. I ducked my head back into the room, quivering. This was just such a naughty moment. I felt so wicked. I couldn’t believe how much I was shaking. Daddy had just fucked another girl and…
I knew about it.
Seduction took a lot of time, but I had a secret. I didn’t want to blackmail daddy, but… I could intimate if he didn’t give me the same loving that he gave Victoria, Momma would find out. I would never, ever tattletale on Daddy, of course.
Even if he rejected me. I was a good girl.
But Daddy didn’t need to know that, did he?
It was time to be bold. Time for Daddy to fuck me. To baste my womb in his baby batter. I needed to jump ahead of Rosalita and Tamara. Well, Rosalita. Tamara’s dad was still overseas, the poor thing. But Rosalita could beat me.
I stepped out of the bathroom and marched to Daddy’s classroom. I gripped the door and ripped it open. Daddy was sitting on the edge of his desk. He stepped up and turned around, his face flushed and his tie off. I loved how rumpled his shirt was.
“Shanice?” he gasped. “Uh, did you miss the bus?”
“Nope,” I said as I marched to him. “I had to see you, but you were meeting with Veronica, went you?”
The flush paled from his face. “I… Well… You know, she’s having trouble with her civics. You know how the law is.”
“Right, right, it’s so confusing,” I said as I pranced up to him, my skirt swirling. He stared down at my mocha-brown legs and realized how short my skirt was. “I mean, some people might think that those gasps and moans were… something other than studying.”
“I don’t know what you thought you heard, honey,” he said. “But I would never do anything with a student.”
“Momma was a student,” I purred. “Mmm, this is the same classroom, right? The same one where you taught her. The one where she dropped to her knees and sucked your dick, right?”
“Shanice!” he gasped as my hands attacked his belt. “What are you doing? I’m your father!”
“Mmm, don’t want to be too loud, Daddy,” I cooed as I opened his belt. “You don’t know who might be listening at the door.”
He glanced at it then back down at me. “Shanice! Stop this right now!”
“Or what?” I cooed and unfastened his gray slacks. “Mmm, Mom told me all about your weakness for schoolgirls. How she seduced you with short skirts and naughty thongs. I shaved my pussy just for you, Daddy. She thinks I’m seducing another teacher, but it’s you I want.”
“Shanice!” He shook his head. “That woman. Of course, she would teach you that.”
I grinned at him. “But, I don’t have to tease you.” I drew down his zipper. “Oh, no, not when I know what you do with Veronica and… How many other girls is it, Daddy?”
“Shit,” he breathed, his chest rising and falling. “It’s all your mother’s fault. I never would have, then she… And now…”
I opened his fly and smiled at the cock tenting his striped boxers. “Now, Daddy, don’t shift the blame. Take responsibility for being such a hunk all the schoolgirls want you. Even your own daughter. Mmm, be proud of it. You could have said no, but you didn’t want to. You could have stopped them from doing this.”
I yanked down his boxers. His big dick popped out. He was so hard. I shuddered at his size. My eyes widened at the girth of him and he was still growing larger. I breathed in the sweet musk adorning him. That was Veronica.
“You’re stronger than me, Daddy,” I cooed. “If you didn’t want me to do this…” I licked his cock, sliding up his shaft. The sweetness of another girl’s cunt soaked my taste buds. I reached the tip and flicked over it.
He shuddered.
“Mmm, you could stop me,” I purred. “You want your naughty, eighteen-year-old daughter to suck on your dick, don’t you, Daddy? Your cock that taste like Veronica’s pussy.”
“Fuck,” he breathed as I swallowed his dick.
I slid my lips over his cock. I quivered in delight as I finally had him in my mouth. This excitement swept over me. It was so wonderful to finally have his cock in my mouth. I suckled on him with force. I nursed on him with all that I had. He groaned as I did.
My tongue swirled around his cock. I danced about him, loving the way he throbbed in my mouth. That was a beautiful delight to enjoy. My tongue danced around his crown. I nursed on him. He groaned, his face twisting in delight.
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