Stacy's Daughter - Becky's Last Night - Sex Stories

Stacy's Daughter - Becky's Last Night

... likes to admit how we feel. It's one of the many things we have in common. Part of the reason I was drawn to her in the first place.

After a moment, she said, "Who will I talk to when I'm away? You're the only one that gets me."

"There is such a thing as video chat," I attempted to not be overly snarky.

She looked up into my eyes with a grin that turned sad just before she looked back down. There was something else, but she lowered her head too fast for me to understand what it meant.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Nothing," she huffed.

"Becky," I rebuked.

She looked up at me again. That's when I saw the depth of her feelings for me. It's almost like she was drowning in them.

"Oh. I see. I'm sorry. I had no idea," I said softly.

She let out a heavy breath, "Of course you didn't. I didn't until Mom made us stay away from each other."

I tilted her head to look at me again, "I'll be here when you come back. Who knows, maybe you'll meet some hottie your age and forget all about me."

"I don't like people my age. They're all... blah," she said as she buried her face in my chest.

With a soft laugh, I jokingly said, "Daddy issues. You'd make a good stripper."

She laughed as she moved up and gave me a gentle kiss.

"Mmm," she murmured and kissed me again.

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her back as I pulled her against me. The last time we kissed, it was mostly lust and playing around. This time there was something more. The longer we made ...

... out, the more passionate it became.

I grabbed her firm petite ass and squeezed. She moaned into my mouth. After a while, she sat up and took off her top. There was no bra underneath that thin shirt. Not that it had left much to the imagination in the first place. Still, uncovered her breast drew my eyes with their perky tear drops and large light-pink nipples. They seemed to be bigger than the last time I saw them. It wasn't that long ago, and the difference surprised me.

I didn't get much chance to study them before she shoved them in my face. There were no complaints from me. I loved the cushy firmness against me. Her hard nipple found its way to my mouth. At the same time, her hands ended up in my hair. She pulled my head firmer against her breast as she sat us up.

She tugged at my shirt. I let it interrupt me as I sucked and bit tenderly. She lowered herself onto my legs and kissed me with a slow burn of passion. She kissed down my neck, clawed at my back, and sunk her teeth into my shoulder. Her tongue tasted its way down my chest. When she reached my jeans, she had them unbuttoned and the zipper down in less than a second. I had no idea how she did that so fast.

My erection strained to get loose from my boxers. Becky's soft lips brushed the head as she looked up at me with those stunning bright brown eyes. With a flip of her wrist, my dick was free from my boxers, and she lowered her mouth to it. She steadily worked her way down the shaft as she tongued all ...