I Can't Believe He Was My First! (Kari's Lessons) Read Online Free

she’s amazed to discover that the handsome older man used to be a porn
star. When Hazel gets caught in the act Mr Wilson isn’t impressed by the
invasion of privacy. As a punishment he offers her a choice: Either leave his
employ for good or re-enact one of his favorite films with him. After giving a
sloppy, gagging blowjob and losing her virginity to a well hung former porn
star, the naive teen discovers exactly what the creampie in “Creampie
Cheerleaders 4” means!
     
     
    An
Excerpt from Bred
by Daddy and his Friends
     
     
    “I... I... can’t. It’s wrong.” He protested weakly but he
didn’t move away or remove my hand.
    “How can it be wrong if I want it as much as you do?”
    He remained silent as I manipulated the buttons of his worn
shorts. Giving me a little room so I could work my hand in there, sliding over
his coarse pubic hair and finally touching the object of so many nighttime fantasies.
    “Cathy... no.”
    I ignored his feeble half hearted objection and circled the
shaft of his rapidly stiffening member with my hand. Not moving, just feeling
the weight of it. The warmth of it.
    “Oh Daddy.” I purred. “What a big cock you have.”
    He moaned and I resisted the urge to giggle. It was silly.
It was childish. But it had to be said. I was surprised by the immediate result
it had on his manhood. I could feel the blood pulsing underneath my fingers as
he went from aroused, to hard, to rock hard in front of me. I had to look. I’d
seen his cock before. Brief glimpses in a dash from the shower to bedroom when
a towel was forgotten,. Tantalizing flashes when the family was sharing a room
on holiday. But never this close. Never like this. I tugged at his shorts
allowing them to fall to his ankles as his cock sprang forward. His briefs
struggled to contain it as he forced them outwards at an odd angle, his cock
bent in its cotton prison. I knew he was big. I’d dreamt he was big. But this
close, with my tiny hand around it he was massive. I felt my pussy twitch in
sympathetic anticipation tinged with fear. Could I ever fit that inside me? It
was massive, dwarfing the vibrators and dildoes that had acted as substitutes
in the past. I pulled down his pants allowing his stiff erection to spring
free. It jutted outwards from his body with an upwards curve, as if straining
to be closer to me.
    He was trying to stay in control, but his breathing was
rapid and shallow. I felt a wave of emotion washing over me. He wanted me.
He actually wanted me. My Daddy. My best friend. He did didn’t he? I looked
up at him. He was conflicted. His face set was set in stone. His square,
stubbled jaw clenched.
    “You want this? You want this don’t you Daddy?” He looked
like he was about to explode.
    “Yes. Yes dammit. Of course I want it. Oh God I’ve wanted
you for so long Cathy and you teased me so much and it was so hard.” You’re
telling me. “I’ve never... never felt as close to another person than I
feel as when I’m with you and the fact that you’re off limits drives me crazy.”
    “Shhh. It’s OK Daddy. It’s OK.” His twitching cock gave away
his reaction to that word. Whatever we had. Whatever we would have. That aspect
of our relationship would always play a part. He wasn’t the only one enjoying
what we had started. I felt my puffy nipples becoming so stiff it was almost
painful, straining against the material of my tight top. Between my legs a
familiar ache of desire and the wetness that always accompanied it. Only this
time I held the real thing in my hands and the ache had taken on a hint of
desperation.
    I crouched down so my face was level with his amazing
jutting cock. It smelt intoxicating. The deep musky scent of man and sweat. In
the past catching hints of his scent would always get my heart racing. But this
close it was like an aphrodisiac. I felt out of control. I curled one hand
gently around his balls. I cupped them and felt their weight. At my contact he
released a gasping