His Nasty Little Pussy

DADDY SLATHERS ME IN HIS LOTION: A QUICKIE

I can see my stepfather from the corner of my squinted eye, pining after me as usual.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

I pretend not to notice him as I stretch out on the lounge chair, sucking in the sun as I perfect my golden hue. I know I look good to Daddy right now, what with my back nearly nude against the clear day. All that’s covering me is my bra strap and the pair of panties creasing through my ass.

Daddy’s eyes have never been glued to me more.

It’s creepy, but kind of cute at the same time. The man’s so old, but I know he hasn’t been with a beautiful young girl in a long time. Maybe ever, really.

It’s not like mom was a killer in her day. I definitely hit the jackpot for

looks between the two of my parents. It’s just natural he’d want something he can’t have.

I barely visit the man, anyway. He rarely ever sees me unless I’m trying to get away from my father and stepmother. Sometimes I just can’t tolerate their lovey dovey nonsense and I just need someplace to get away to. My stepfather’s big house and pool is usually the first place I think of when I need to unwind from all that crap going on at my house.

Even if it involves my leering Daddy, who even though he’s sitting in the chair right next to me, it feels like his eyes are right on top of me.

Peeking through my eyes at the man who can’t look away, I tease him with tiny movements. I move my butt, squeezing it like I’m adjusting my position on the chair. Daddy’s eyes go wide as I move, licking his lips like he’s smelled pork chops on the grill.

I have to stifle a smile watching the man fawn after me.

It’s just too adorable.

But wouldn’t it be messed up if I teased him further?

I lift my head slowly, opening my eyes gradually to give Daddy time to avert his gaze. “Geez, I’m cooking over here. It’s so hot out.”

Daddy clears his throat, his hand on his round belly like he doesn’t know where else to put it without looking awkward. “You should probably put some sun screen on. The last thing you want is end up like a piece of toast.” He grins ear to ear, and I shake my head. Daddy, how the hell do you think you’re cheesy humor would ever be attractive to someone like me? I expect better from the guys who want a piece of this ass.

“Do you mind, Daddy?” I ask, pointing to a bottle on the small glass table between our chairs.

“What? This?” He asks, pointing to the only thing I could possibly want.

I nod, smirking coyly. “Could you put some on my back, Daddy?”

“You want me to?”

I chuckle. “Yes, Daddy. I can’t reach my lower back, silly. I probably

need a lot here.” I point my thumb to the small of my back, that delicious little spot where all my muscles meet together to make a little bowl. I know Daddy’s been looking at it, the simple point that draws the eyes, probably because its the indent that leads up to the curve of a girl’s ass.

Telling Daddy to touch there is definitely something he can’t pass up.

He nods, “Uh, yeah, no problem.”

He spurts a dollop of sun screen into his hands and rubs them together. Coming over to my seat, he sits down next to me, and I turn my head to the side and close my eyes, letting Daddy have his fun. I smile to myself, finding it hilarious I’ve put the man on such a ruinous path.

He’s going to have an old man erection, one he can’t get rid of! It’s kind of crazy, but I’m perverse, and I can’t say I don’t enjoy turning men on and leaving them in the dust. I don’t even care if it is my Daddy.

But that thought is lost briefly when his hands touch my back. Soft and gentle, his fingertips caress up my lower back, massaging the lotion into my skin. It’s actually surprisingly relaxing. I feel the tension in my muscles melt immediately against the warmth of his hands.

My breathing slows, and so does my heart, my body calming to the point

of bliss. This might be teasing him, but I’m sure as hell getting a lot more out of it than I thought.

I sigh contentedly.

“You like that, Babygirl?”

I nod, licking my dry lips. “Yes, Daddy.”

He massages the lotion into me for a few minutes, touching my back up to my shoulders and arms, and what should’ve been a simple application of sun screen turns into a full-on massage. But I can’t complain because I’m too lost in the comfort to even notice.

I sure as hell don’t want to say anything and make it stop.

I can tell the way his movements change something is about to happen.

He starts from my shoulders and works his way down, pressing deep into

my muscles, but moving so smoothly as to suggest his hands aren’t stopping anytime soon.

And they don’t, passing over my ass cheeks with a soft caress, making his way down my thighs. I shiver from his touch, an erotic sensation that chills me to the core.

I say, weakly, my body so languid I can barely get it out, “What are you doing, Daddy?”

His voice is low, almost seductive. “Well, all of this down here is exposed to the sun, too, Babygirl. It all needs to be protected against the harsh rays.”

His words make perfect sense to my relaxed mind. I mean, of course they do, but they seem to make even more sense than they should, if that makes any sense to you.

And when his hands cross past my inner thighs, a heat slowly builds in my pussy, and when his hands squeeze into the fat of my ass, the heat stacks up high, softening me to all of Daddy’s advances.

My brain is numb, and all I can do is react to the sensations taking me over.

What was a cruel tease becomes a dirty desire.

Daddy’s hands focus on my ass now, his finger digging into my flesh as he kneads my fat back and forth, pouring his aggression into my large cheeks.

He molds and pulls, spreading me open wide, working to tear me apart. I know he can see beneath the thin strand of fabric covering my asshole. I know it’s moved to the side, and Daddy can see my naughty hole staring him

in the face.

But my body’s too consumed by my ramping libido to care.

My breathing picks up until I’m softly uttering moans into the chair. I grunt when Daddy grips me, and sigh when he lets me go. “It’s okay, Babygirl,” Daddy coos. “Just relax and let Daddy do his magic.”

His thumb slides down my cheeks until it presses against the patch of cloth over my pussy, softly massaging my slit with firm pressure. Electricity crackles through me at his touch, and I let a serious moan escape my lips. I can’t help myself. The small of my back starts to arch, my hips gently bucking against Daddy’s finger as he rubs it over my wet spot. He finds my clit through my panties and gives it focused circle, his thumb tracing the outer edges of the nub as he shoots fire through my pussy.

I can’t stop my mouth from hanging open, my breaths loud and deep. “Oh, Daddy,” I groan.

Hearing his cue-knowing his stepdaughter has succumbed-Daddy pulls the waistband of my panties down, yanking the strand of fabric from

my ass and my moist cunt. His face lowers into my backdoor, and pulling my cheeks hard to the sides, Daddy feasts on my asshole.