Taking The Thompson Women 2 by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Taking The Thompson Women 2 by loyalsock

... I called, she snapped back to reality. I was sitting at the edge of the bed, and pointed to his cock. &#034Come clean me off Mya.&#034 &#034Yes.&#034 She said, dutifully sinking to her knees before him. &#034Yes what?&#034 She paused for only a second, &#034Yes daddy.&#034 My god, she thought, looking at the monster. It can't be getting hard again. Not so soon. But it was. She took me in her hand. &#034You like daddy's dick baby?&#034 I asked. &#034Yes daddy.&#034 She said submissively. &#034We're gonna have another tutoring session tomorrow, Mya.&#034 I said. &#034Yes daddy.&#034 ***** Fucking Mya was a treat. Her whole body seemed to exist for my pleasure. As the school year began, she walked the hallways of the school like the canary who swallowed the cat. She thoroughly enjoyed time with Chelsea, who was always throwing her relationship with Bill in everyone's faces. The fact that Mya was her friend made betraying her 'friend' all erotic. Each day seemed like a haze, waiting each day for me to come over and fuck her. But she still refused to let me come over when her parents were home. She was terrified of what her father would say. I decided it was time to drive a wedge between her and her dad. Make her love her new daddy. I never used condoms. Ever. Each time, I filled her up, or came in her mouth. She ate my semen like a cat eating cream. She was my little cat now. My little black pussy. Ella didn't know about our relationship. To her, I was just some dumb jock her ...

... daughter was keeping eligible for sports. She had no idea I had invaded her home. Mya told me all about how parents didn't approve of interracial relationships. Her father had threatened to disown her if he ever found out she dated outside of her race. She told me this after I took her from behind. How little they knew about their sweet little girl. I never saw the old man. He was businessman of some kind, and was always at work. I got the sense that Ella and her daughters basically neglected. Ella, in turn, was always out of the house, working in the community, or at the school. Being the perfect mother. A month or so after I first took Mya to bed, I set about exploring the house. It was massive. A dozen different rooms, big tv, big sound system, insane kitchen, six bedrooms, three bathrooms, and a pool and hot tub outside. Mya was showering after one of our sessions. She had shaved away her pubic hair, making it nice and smooth for me. I busied myself by going through her parent's room. Her mother had a collection of vibrators, her husband some boner pills, which I pocketed. I moved on to her dad's office. Sure enough, stashed behind a picture was about six hundred dollars in cash. I chuckled, and made my move. That night, I made sure her dad got a good look at me leaving the house, when he finally pulled in that night. He glared at me as I pulled out of the driveway, and I knew I just had to wait. A few hours later, I got the text. I hate my parents. Why? My dad saw you leave ...