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By DrCock I slept like a baby that night. I think that was the single best night of my life. Day 1 – wow what a start.
I lay in bed, thinking about the man’s cock entering my tight little pussy. I wonder if he fucked his wife after our conversation… Does she know about the young Italian girl? He did say young Italian, which means he’s older, I’d say… 55, like my Dad. God, I wonder if he sexts young girls as well.
I know the code to his phone… Fuuuuck, now I have to check it out. What do I do if I find out that he does talk to young girls? Confront him? Tell Mom? Blackmail him?
WAIT…. Blackmail…. new tits, like the ones that are on my profile… Fuck… I’ll go right now.
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I have a confession.
Charlie sent me some pictures of his nice big penis… It looked so nice, and so hard.
I actually had a dream about him that night, and you know, dreams can be strange, so, in my dream, Charlie was my Dad, but then, later my Mom came, and she was herself, it was just Dad that had changed, if that makes any sense.
Anyway, I dreamt that one night he came into my bedroom and got under the covers with me while he was reading me a bedtime story, like he (well, my real Dad) had done many times before so there was nothing unusual.
But on this night while he was reading the story, he put his hand underneath the sheet, between my legs and up my nighty, and he felt around the front of my panties, I thought it was strange, him touching me there but I didn’t say anything to him about it, I looked at him and he winked at me like it was okay.
Then he pushed his hand down inside my panties and touched my fanny and rubbed his finger up and down my slit a few times.
I felt my fanny get wet, he took his hand out of my panties, then unzipped his pants, took my hand, and placed it on his penis which was very big and very hard. He motioned my hand up and down him, he looked at me again with a wink and smile and put his arm around me so I thought it was okay and kept doing it.
Then he leaned down and kissed me, it was the first time he ever kissed me on the lips and it felt nice, no man apart from my Dad had ever kissed my lips before, and it made me blush a little.
He closed the storybook, put it down on the bedside table, and then leaned across with his other arm and rolled on top of me, he was rubbing his hands up and down my body underneath my nighty.
His hands were big and warm, he was touching me in places I knew he shouldn’t be touching, but it felt nice so I allowed it.
Then he removed my panties and I allowed that too.
It wasn’t long before my legs were separated and he was playing around with my fanny again and he pushed his finger inside me, “Ouch!” I yelped feeling the top of his finger penetrate me.
Then he started kissing me again while moving his finger around inside me and it made me feel things I had never felt before, nice things, then he pulled his finger out, shuffled around on top of me, and that’s when I felt my pussy being stretched as he slowly forced his thick hard penis into my hole.
“Argh – Uuhh.”
“Not so loud, Princess, that’s a good girl.” He whispered.
He pushed his penis really hard and deep inside of me, my fanny was aching badly from being stretched so wide. It hurt, but I could handle the pain and concentrated mostly on how good it was making me feel inside.
It lasted about 3-4 minutes and then he grunted and gasped, I felt his penis throb inside of me as he filled me with something. I later learned and understood that he emptied his balls and filled my little fanny with his warm sperm.
“Uh – Mm – Oh!” there was something quite calming and soothing about feeling his warm liquid shooting in to me.
He pulled out when he was finished and kissed me goodnight before leaving my room.
Then the dream changed. We were at the mall, we looked around loads of shops and he bought me a new dress and a teddy, then we went to the parking lot and got into the car.
“Do you like your teddy?” he asked.
I hugged my new teddy and smiled.
“Yeah,” I said.
“That’s good…” he said, then he looked around and then unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis.
“Come here, Princess…” he said, placing his hand on the back of my head and then gently forcing me to lean down
“…Just put in your mouth and suck it, there’s a good girl,” he said.
I opened my mouth and he pushed his penis inside my mouth, I sealed my lips around his hard stick and began to suck on it as he asked. I sucked his penis in the front seat of the car in broad daylight, with cars and people moving and walking behind us. I was surprised no one saw what I was doing with my head moving up and down fast and my ponytail whooshing up and down.
He placed his hand on the top of my head and held my head in place when he ejaculated a few minutes later dumping his warm juice inside my mouth and down my throat again. He let go of my head, and I wiped my lips after choking down his sticky juice, he winked at me and smiled before he started up the car and we drove back home.
When we got home I went upstairs to try on my new dress, then I came downstairs to show him.
“Wow – You look beautiful, sweetheart. Give us a twirl,” he said.
So I twirled around for him.
He walked over to me and gave me a kiss.
“You’re a proper little princess.”
Then he lifted me up and I threw my arms and legs around him, he carried me towards the back of the couch and sat me down on the back of it, then he rubbed his hands up my legs and up my skirt before pulling down my panties.
Then he unzipped his pants again and pulled out his penis, I knew what he was going to do, but I wasn’t afraid, I had gotten used to his penis and after the other night when he made love to me in my bed. I secretly wanted to feel it inside of me again, so I let him spread my legs and step up between them.
He then brushed his fingers through my hair and gave me a kiss before quickly thrusting his big thick penis up inside my fanny.
“Argh – Oooh – Mm – Ungh,” I moaned.
I was sitting on the back of the couch with him grabbing onto my ass and fucking my little fanny hard and fast, while I gasped and grunted. He lasted longer this time, at least 10 minutes, and I smiled when I felt him push his juice inside me again because it felt so good.
Moments after he filled my fanny with his juice, the front door opened as Mom came home from work. He quickly pulled out, lifted me off the back of the couch and we stood casually as Mom came in to the room.
“Hiya you two. Did you have a good day out shopping?” she asked.
“Yeah Mom,” I replied.
As she headed into the kitchen she saw my panties on the floor by the side of the couch and picked them up, luckily she didn’t suspect though.
“Ali, don’t leave your dirty clothes on the living room floor,” she said.
“Sorry, Mom,” I said.
She then went into the kitchen and I had to rush upstairs because juice was dripping from my fanny onto the floor.
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Anyway, now that we’ve got that squared away, let me tell you about another sexting I had with a real old man, he was 84, George (how typical) he said but apparently his cock still worked.
After the normal boring introductions, I felt that it was time to see how far this old man would go.
“Have you ever heard of ‘Buttholing’?” I texted. To be honest, I just read about the words on some porn site.
”I have no idea,” the old man wrote. and then, ten seconds later: ”What is ‘Buttholing’?”
“Buttholing is that thing when a girl sends a man a picture of her asshole”
“What??” The old man wrote, apparently stunned, followed by;
”You’re kidding!”
”Hold on… let me finish, then it will all make sense…”
”But, why?”
“Because it drives men crazy! I mean, just, like, most of the girls in school will show off their tits at a moment’s notice, and that just isn’t enough for most guys anymore. And, like, man can go online and see girls doing literally everything, so, like, it really takes something special to get a guy’s attention now.
The girl would spread her butt-cheeks apart and show off her tight asshole, well… that makes a guy stop in his tracks. It makes the guy realize that the nice, sweet, pretty girl in your class is very, very, uh… available… for some pretty serious stuff.”
“But why would any man want to see a girl’s butthole?”
”This is what men want now, and girls who would do anything! And besides… we’re girls. Girls’ buttholes are nice and clean and pretty and perfect. You might think it’s weird, but men LOVE it…”
“This was a thing, now, young girls just sending pictures of their buttholes to men?”
“I mean, yeah, pretty much. It’s sort of like a thing that a girl does to let a man know she’s serious about him. If she wants to take things from flirting to… something more… to like, full-on…”
I decided to send George a picture of my asshole, I mean he lived in England, in some country called London, or was it Scandinavia or something similar? I don’t know, geography is not my best subject in school, but I knew that it was pretty far away from Camden, Arkansas.
I set the light, the timer on my iPhone, and positioned myself for the pictures, and kneeled on my bed, face down, ass up, brazenly exposing myself for the camera. I uploaded them to my computer and looked at them before I sent one. All you could see was a young woman’s bare-naked, juicy, round ass, with her firm cheeks being pulled apart by small delicate hands.
Even though it was my own asshole, I couldn’t help but examine it in great detail. So young, so exposed, so raw, so bold. I studied my asshole carefully, and my smooth, round perfect cheeks. The full length of me exposed crack, granting a view that few should get to see, and I had somehow been deemed the man from England worthy.
Between my legs were my plump, bare, puffy lips, a bead of glistening moisture dripping from them. Taking this picture apparently made me very excited, maybe it was the thrill of sending it to a stranger
But the main event was front and center in the picture. Nestled deep in my ass-crack.
The one thing I clearly wanted to show off, was something even more forbidden than my tight, wet pussy. Something I was brazenly exposing to the camera.
My clean, bare, and clean asshole, allowed me to appreciate every little detail of the tight puckered hole. The lines around it, lead towards the center, to the hole itself, that infinitely tight hole. As I was studying my gorgeous asshole, George, with his old wrinkled cock had moved on.
”Your nipples.”
”You say they’re what again?”
”Better.”
”Mmmm,” I said and tried to follow what he was talking about.
”Do they get hard when you’re excited?” he wrote.
”Most of the time.”
”Do you like them pulled, first gently, then a little harder?”
Before I got a chance to answer, I still was mesmerized by my little pretty asshole. I felt it was the center of the universe, drawing all attention towards it, pulling the surrounding flesh towards it into one tight knot. Begging to be untied. Begging to be broken in. Like the Gordian knot, asking to be pierced by one worthy of doing so.
”Fingers first, then teeth? Having a tongue lick around them, lips kissing them?”
”D,” I wrote (as in all of the above) ”Then the lips and teeth close a little tighter around one, pulling, pulling it, stretching my nipple and breast, with the grip deliciously stronger.”
I grasped my small breast, and rolled the nipple between my fingers, tweaking and pulling it …
”Oh my… That feels nice,” I texted in haste.
”Your back arches as your thrust your breasts forward, needing to push them to your lover as he pulls and sucks and squeezes and bites your nipples, tonguing them, nipping them, pulling them harder and harder.”
”You’re going to take me bite a hole thru my lip,” I texted back (sometimes I type too fast, didn’t even make sense to me when I read it…).
”I’d rather envision you with one hand on a breast, squeezing and pinching a hard nipple through your tight top,” he texted back.
”Your breath is ragged. Shocks of pleasure are coursing through your body, setting your pussy aflame, each pull and bite sending a jolt careening through, making your clit vibrate.
You squirming as your pussy gets wetter and wetter.
You want to touch your pussy, you want to tame that fire, but you can’t. You’re saving that passion for Friday, for me.”
God, this old man and looking at my hot asshole had made me sooo horny….
I imagine George spreading my pussy open with his thumbs and taking the first lick of my pussy
(yes, I know, I had sort of grown up and I called my fanny pussy now).
I buck in his arms and he pins me closer to his mouth, with one hand he pus me back so that I’m lying down. I close my eyes and try to focus on everything he is doing, I feel him lick around the hole, and then I feel his tongue move in and out over and over.
George is grunting and moaning and he is moving his ass up and down. My eyes are still shut and I grab the sheets on both sides of me as if tightening my fists would take away the building tension.
Just then, the 84-year-old man flicks his tongue on my clit and I sit back up needing to see what this old man is doing to my little pussy.
He looks up at me with the lower part of his face glistening from my wetness.
”That’s the spot, Grandpa!!” (I love calling him Grandpa, rather than George, Grandpa was much dirtier…)
He chuckles and says ”I know.”
I watch as his tongue flicks it in slow motion, and then he flicks it a little faster. Just as I was climbing that roller coaster, he change up the rhythm and lick my hole again, I can feel him smile against my pussy and my shoulders drop.
”Please Grandpa,” is all I can say and just like that my clit is sucked back into his mouth, and he bounces the nub quickly on his tongue.
This time there is no climbing, I thrust into his mouth and push my pussy into his hungry pussy-cravin mouth.
His hand covers my mouth as a scream from deep inside my surface. Grandpa keep bouncing that nub with his tongue until my body melts back into the mattress. The jello feeling is back and I can’t move.
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”You want to give in. You want to reach under your shirt and take your nipple between a finger and thumb. You want to squeeze and pull, and grab your entire breast in pleasure.
”God, What are you doing to me, Charlie?”
”You want to give in. You want to snake your fingers down into your panties, those cotton blend panties that are getting a little damp in the gusset.
You want to push your fingers to the top of your sweet hairless pussy.
You want to run your fingers around your labia, feeling juices slowly seeping out of your body and onto your fingers.
You want to, Allison, but you can’t. Oh God, you can’t.
Still, your nipples are aching for pressure.
Your pussy is on fire.
You want to dip a finger inside your sweet, hot cavern, just for a little release.”
”OMG, George….where is all this coming from?”
”Just a little release, that’s all. A little … ah, you touched your clit. It’s wet and stiff and touching it sends a jolt through you, an oh-so-good shock.
But you can’t, Allison.
No. Not until I get to fuck your tight little cunt…
Your nipples are rock hard, forming little tents in your shirt.
Your chest is heaving.
Your panties are getting wetter.
Doesn’t it feel good, Allison?
Don’t these little touches feel so good?
Are you touching yourself?”
”Fuuck Geoirge… fuuuck my throat. I’m squeezing my throat.”
”You’re squeezing your throat? To keep your cries of pleasure quiet?
Tell me, Allison.
Are your nipples hard?
Do your panties have a damp spot?”
”You choke me and yes, they are, my nipples are soooo sensitive Grandpa.!
”Is that what you want, Allison? To be choked, to take you to the brink of unconsciousness, only to be brought back by His cock thrusting deep inside you? Is that what you want?”
”Yes.”
”If I were there with you Allison, I would slowly torture you with exquisite pleasure. I would slide one hand into your panties, feeling how wet and hot you are, while my other hand wraps around your neck and slowly squeezes.
I would force you to stare back at me until your eyes glaze over.
I’d replace my fingers with my cock and thrust into your sopping pussy.
Each thrust drills deeper and deeper into your core even as I watch you ebb.
But as you come close to blackness, I feel your pussy spasm and watch as orgasm wracks your body and brings you back to life.
Your eyes snap open, you gasp for air, and your pussy jets your sweet juice all over our joining.
I want to take you to that point you so desire and long for, Allison.
Is choking yourself exciting you?”
”Yes.”
”Do you want me to keep going?”
”Yes please.”
”Very well.”
”What are you doing to me?”
”I’m not doing anything to you.” I’m hundreds of miles away. Sitting in a room all by myself.
You’re doing it to yourself.
You’re the one making your nipples hard, aching for attention.
You’re the one making your pussy wet, yearning for a finger, a kiss, a tongue, a cock.
You’re the one with the clit that is electrified, thrumming so hard that the slightest touch will set you off, make you grip your sheets, grip your throat in passion.
You’re the one who wishes a finger was stroking your g spot in that oh-so-perfect way.
You’re the one who wants to grab her breasts and pull on her nipples as a mouth devours your pussy, sucking those delicious lips and licking that hot, velvety interior, and slurping all that delicious cream you are creating.
You’re the one whose ass is lifting, just wanting a finger to slide inside.
Squeeze your throat a little harder, Allison.
Pinch that nipple a little harder, Allison.
Slide your finger through your pussy, Allison, getting just enough of that hot wetness to make it feel like silk when you touch your clit.
Allison, you are sexy. You are dynamic. You are a creature made for passion.
You are on the verge, Allison.
Think about Friday.
Think about all the ways you’re going to ravish Him and all the ways he’s going to tame your hot, incredible body.
”George, what the fuuuuck…. where’s this coming from? What happened to vanilla George I met an hour ago?”
”You wish you had a cock in your mouth now, don’t you Allison?”
God. I imagine his dick, not enormous or anything, but like five to six inches, his girth, respectable.
My small hand wraps around it is an exciting sight for both of us. I lightly rub my hand up and down his shaft, taking in every detail, every lump, every 84-year-old vein.
My fingertips graze over his large, circumcised cock head.
As I run my index finger across his pee hole, I feel the stickiness of a large drop of precum that had leaks from the tip.
I move the old head to my lips. As my mouth makes contact with it, I marvel at how soft his skin is and how hot it feels against my lips.
I kiss the head lightly several times and George lets out little moans of pleasure.
I moan a little as well as I begin exploring his 84-year-old prick with my tongue. I lick the head like a lollypop, pausing to poke the tip of my tongue into his pee hole, and finally get a taste of the delicious clear seminal fluid that’s leaking out at a steady rate.
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”You want to suck on a cock so bad,” he texted like he was clairvoyant or something.
”You want to make it hard, and hard, and hard.
But you’ve got a dilemma.
Do you want all that delicious spunk to jet into your hot, eager mouth …Or do you want that cock rammed into your gasping pussy, in and out, driving into you deeper and deeper?
Your mouth wants to please and you do so love the taste of cum.
It’s always so hot and potent.
You’re deciding, and while you work on that decision, you plunge your fingers deeper into your pussy, pulling them out to rack along your clit.
You use your fingers like a cock, squishing into your pussy, pulling out to graze your clit.
A deep intense fullness followed by that extraordinary jolt that races through your core.
You’re getting wetter and wetter.
You’ve got to have that cock.
You’ve got to have that COCK, Allison!
You want that fuck.
You can suck on that warm, velvety cock-head later. Right now, you have to feel it inside you, deep inside you. So deep you can feel its heat in your center.
But you don’t have that cock.
Only your fingers.
Isn’t that a shame, Allison? You’ve only got fingers to please you when you desperately need that cock.
What can we make those fingers do, Allison?
You slide off your panties.
They’re too wet to do any good now anyway.
You spread those legs and feel the cool air curl around your hot, steaming pussy.
And it is steaming.
You can see it in the mirror. It’s pink and wet, and when you let your fingers open that beautiful labia, you see just how hot and juicy it really is.
Do you feel it, Allison?
Can you feel how very wet and close you are?
How that cum is just a little out of reach?
You reach in and curl your fingers into a hook.
There it is, that one spot where the tissue is a little less smooth. Hook those fingers, Allison, and rub.
All this time, your other hand has been flitting from breast to breast, grasping and pulling one nipple only to let it escape as you reach to pinch the other one.
One hand pulling at those tight, rubbery nipples, creating just the right amount of pain that it shoots down your tummy and right into your clit.
You take the thumb of your other hand and rub that clit, each stroke creating an electric echo of the energy that came from your nipples.
Are you still with me, Allison?”
It took me a good minute before I was close enough to answer, and three huge orgasms later I managed a mere;
”I’m here.”
”Are you wet, Allison?”
”You kidding me, right? Yeeees.”
”Have you tasted yourself, Allison? Have you smelled your passion, Allison?”
”I can’t do that.”
”Yes, you can. Pretend I’m there, ordering you to taste how very sweet you are. I’m sure if you dipped a finger into your pussy and brought a little of that deliciousness to your tongue, you’d revel in that exquisite flavor.”
”George.. Fuck I can’t talk about it any longer…. I….”
”Do you want me to stop?”
”Where is all of this coming from?”
”Where do you want it to come from?”
”Seriously, when did you come up with all of this? This isn’t you unless you’ve been holding out on me.”
”This is me. You’ve made me bold. I can’t get you off in person. I’d like to get you off in your mind.”
”Hold on…. George… I’ve had like five or six amazing orgasms, do you mind if I send you a picture?”
”Allison, anything you want to share… I am happy, I rarely get pictures or chat sessions with young girls like you.”
I sent him the picture of my asshole. Then I waited. And waited.
”Fuck, sorry I took so long, but you were right, fucking sexy, and I hope you don’t mind… but I came hard watching your amazing butt-hole.”
Tell me, Allison.
Are you pinching your nipples and pulling at your breasts?
Tell me, Allison.
Did you rub your pussy, even just a little, thinking of me?”
”George, you got me hot and bothered and I touched myself and came so many times…
I am utterly exhausted… I can’t do…. this anymore…Don’t be mad.”
”Not mad. Just glad I got you hot and bothered. Happy that I was able to affect you.”
”Fuck George…. You did. There’s no doubt about that. God I’m going to end up in your bed one day… Fuuuckkk.”
”Ali…. You know, I would pay for you to come to London and see me… If you don’t like the way I look, no problem, I will still pay for two weeks at the Hilton, to give you the whole London experience.”
”Holy hell dude, I need a cold shower, do I need like a visa to go to your country?”
God… I couldn’t remember what country it was. But, Spain came into my mind, but I was too embarrassed to ask.
”Hahaha, you’re the cutest ever, no you don’t only if you wanted to work in England, but trust me… You wouldn’t need that. I have enough money to keep you happy for the rest of your life.
” England you idiot, I think that’s the town… Of course, I don’t need to get a visa to go to your town… Idiot, I will have to check it out online. But… what the fuck…. Should I just do it?
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Ok, ok… I can’t wait any longer, so I might just as well tell you.
No. No, I didn’t find any sexting or other inappropriate stuff on Daddy’s phone or laptop.
He had visited porn sites, and, to be honest, this took me by surprise, he preferred pregnant women and black girls. Yes, the black girls were often younger, but that doesn’t mean that he searched for young black teen.
Anyway, I thought it was kinda hot though, a very different site of Dad I must say. I wonder his I should invite my (black) friend Clarisse over for a swim this summer, no, that would be too weird.
Dad and his cock, in my friend, no thank you.
End part 2
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