Headstrong Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Headstrong Ch. 03

... you saw him screwing Sara at the beach? Are you that weak? Needy? A total slut?"

Oh god! I understood in a flash, and tried my best to explain. "It's not Ted's, dad. It's John's. You see..."

"John's! NO! NOT THAT!" Dad's face transformed immediately. It wasn't perplexed or annoyed anymore. It was fierce, indignant. Enraged! He'd always, I mean ALWAYS been really prickly and aggressive towards my boyfriends. None of them had been nearly good enough for me. He scared the shit out of them. Each and every one. Oh god...

I tried to explain, to smooth this over. "Dad, you have to understand. John was so nice to me after I'd seen Ted and Sara, when I was totally devastated and needed someone. I just had to have something to distract me from that awful memory." Dad's look became even more intense, almost savage, so I rushed on. "So I got John to fuck me. I knew he wanted to, and..."

OMG! I knew that dad was strong, but, wow! He just picked me up like I was a doll, threw me over his shoulder, carried me into the living room, and tossed me onto the couch. Forced my legs up and apart and pounced on my pussy!

Whoa! I couldn't believe any of this, how he'd transformed into this enraged animal, how he just up and took me, how his fingers sank so deep into my ass that I couldn't even squirm, or how he was growling and grunting as he ate me.

Or how wonderful it was!

When we talked about it later, a lot later after we'd fucked like forever, he explained that tasting ...

... John's cum, hearing how he'd filled my need and my pussy, just set him off. Made him so incensed that someone so unworthy - a mere boy! - had fucked me. Had been there for me, had supplanted him in taking care of me.

He just had to rectify it. Reclaim his little girl by making me come like never before and covering John's cum with his own. Tasting John's semen in my pussy triggered some unbelievably powerful possessive compulsion inside dad.

So he took me.

And OMG, how he took me! His mouth was fire as he ate me up. Lips slurping and smacking madly, tongue driving everywhere, into every crevice and fold of my pussy! Nibbling, even chewing my labia. Snaking his tongue in and out of my hole! Lashing my clit! Fingers, embedded deep in my butt kept me captive, totally motionless as he just did what he wanted.

Everything he wanted. I was helpless, just a pussy to be consumed. Like the first time he ate me out, I couldn't help but surge right to the edge. Also like the first time, dad knew.

And slowed down.

No! Not that! I needed to finish! Oh, how desperately I tried to squirm, push, to shove my clit directly onto his tongue! But no... But then... it went on... and on... I was straining, trying, needing... OH PLEASE... Oh please... Oh well... oh... o...

My desperation to come transformed and became unbelievably fantastic! To be constantly triggered but always denied, kept right at the edge. The fire coursing through me, stoked constantly, searing every cell. ...