My Other Daddy the Complete Series (6 page)

He moaned in pleasure as I fingered
and sucked him as he had fingered and sucked me. I ran my tongue
around his massive length as I sucked and he started to groan aloud
with pleasure. I’ve never been that good at giving head, but with
him, I became an expert. I think it was because he had given me
such pleasure, that I wanted to show him how much he’d pleased
me.

At one point, I was managing to take
more than half of it into my mouth and as I pulled back to his
bell-end and sucked hard on its rigid end, I felt the first pulses
of his orgasm. He slid his hands to both sides of my head, and slid
his fingers deeply into my hair as he groaned in pleasure and
started to shoot his load into my mouth. With each pulse into my
mouth, his hips rocked forward and I kept swallowing his bursts of
pleasure. I licked and sucked with each forward thrust and kept
swallowing until he moaned in completion and stopped
coming.

He bent down to kiss me and then
picked me up from the sofa and turned me around. I knew what was
coming because his cock was still full and hard. I knelt there on
the sofa with my ass in the air, so wet and ready, that I screamed
in pleasure when he thrust his hardened cock into me. He angled his
cock deep, deeper than I’ve ever felt, as he thrust his hips
repeatedly. I could feel his rigid bell-end hitting bottom as it
moved and rubbed around my slippery walls. With each thrust, I
gripped tighter until I felt myself explode again on his rigid
pole. I shook in ecstasy as I came again on waves of pleasure that
I’d never known before.

Suddenly he stiffened behind me and
then I could feel his spurts as he came again, deep inside me, and
I sighed in wonder at the experience. I thought that would be the
end, but he pulled out, turned me around and lifted me up. The next
thing I know is that I’m gripping his neck and he’s fucking me in a
standing position.

Oh, my god, Anne, it felt incredible,
I mean until that day I’d only ever experienced a wham bam thank
you ma’am kind of fuck, with little or no feeling put into it
whatsoever. I never knew that sex could feel like that.

He was standing there, thrusting up
into me, as my stiff nipples rubbed against his chest. His hands
gripped my ass hard and when I gripped his waist tighter with my
legs, it hit that special spot and suddenly I was coming again. I’d
forgotten how many times I’d climaxed at that point, but I could
feel he was starting to get tired, so I began to lift myself up,
using his shoulders and drop myself down again. He must have
enjoyed that, because he came for a third time. Then he gently laid
me onto the sofa and we cuddled as both of us were exhausted. We’ve
made love nearly every day since and I can’t get enough of
him.

****

“
Wow Marybeth, that was
some fucking going on there,” I said in awe.

She laughed and then asked about her
dad and me. I told her a few things, although I didn’t tell her in
quite the same detail. I did tell her about the cinema incident, to
which she couldn’t believe. After that, we just caught up on
everything else that had been going on in our lives.

The next day all three of us went to
the beach, just as we used to. It was a great weekend and only made
sad when Marybeth had to leave again to return to college. I didn’t
know it at the time, but my time with Mr. Booth was ending.
However, the most erotic adventure with him hadn’t happened
yet.

Chapter 2

Mr. Booth met a woman, nearer his own
age, a week after Marybeth went back to college. They hit it off
almost immediately, and although I was hurt by their encounter, I
didn’t try to stop it. I guess, I thought what we had, couldn’t
last. I actually met her and found that I liked her straight away.
Mr. Booth had introduced me as a friend of his daughter’s, and we
got to chatting about her life.

She’d been married to a loving man,
who had died of cancer. She was full of life and after almost a
year of mourning his death, she was ready to live again. I couldn’t
be the one to bring that dream crashing down so I made myself
scarce. I knew that I would never forget what Mr. Booth and I had
shared, which made it easier to walk away. Little did I know that
my greatest sexual adventure with Mr. Booth was still to
happen?

A month later, I had dropped out of
college and was working in a bar. The wages were pathetic but the
tips were awesome. The bar was in such a good nightspot that it was
rare to have a slow day and on most days, I made $150 in tips
alone. The person who owned the bar, whose name was Patrick,
occasionally had a few friends around after hours and they would
play cards.

Anyway, on this particular day he
asked me if I wouldn’t mind staying after hours to serve drinks to
a few of his friends. He told me that he’d pay me an extra thirty
bucks if I did, so I agreed. When closing time came around, guess
who one of his friends was. It was Mr. Booth along with a couple of
his friends from work. I was so happy to see him, but I didn’t let
on that I knew him intimately. He asked me how I was doing when he
came up to the bar for drinks and I told him that things were
great. He informed me that the new woman in his life had gone to
stay with her elderly mother for a couple of days.

I served them drinks for the next
couple of hours and it was pleasant to see them all joking and
laughing about this and that. When it came time to leave for the
night, we all left together, which is when I discovered I’d gotten
a flat tire. The problem was I hadn’t gotten around to fixing the
spare, which was also flat. The men offered me a lift and I
accepted. When we arrived at my apartment, I asked them in for a
nightcap and they all said yes. I once again I found myself serving
drinks.

I don’t know what came over me that
night, I mean I’d only had a couple of drinks, but I found myself
flirting and joking with all three of them. It all started when I
took my jacket off when we got in and I unbuttoned my blouse, that
is to say the first two buttons. I had a good cleavage and I knew
it. I was serving them their promised drinks when it all started.
Gregory, Mr. Booth’s best friend, shouted out what a nice ass I
have when I bent over to fill the bowl with snacks. The others
agreed, as they laughed at his sudden outburst.

I had my back to him when he said
that, so I lifted the back of my skirt up and flashed him for a
second. I was wearing panties, and I thought it was as funny as
hell, especially as I added, “you bet I have.” However, the next
thing I know, he’s grabbing my ass.

Looking back now, I think if I’d made
a fuss about that particular event, he’d have gotten the message
and nothing further would’ve happened. However, I didn’t do
anything…no, that’s not strictly true I did do something. I moved
my butt around in his hand as he squeezed it, as if to say, I told
you so. Then I felt his fingers stroking the outline of my pussy
and realized that this was getting serious. The thing is I was
enjoying it so much and the fact that there were two other men in
the room watching us was a big turn on.

Gregory must have known that I wasn’t
going to stop him, as I was still bent over, and was placing potato
chips in a bowl. When he suddenly pulled my panties to one side and
began to rub my bare pussy, I spread my legs and closed my eyes for
a second to enjoy the sensations. The others had gone quiet and
when I reopened my eyes, I could see bulges in their pants from
what they were witnessing. Gregory wasn’t saying anything now. He
was letting his fingers do the talking. He pushed a couple of them
into me as I let out a groan and spread my legs wider in
approval.

Then I felt a hand slipping down my
blouse and sliding into my bra to cup a breast. I looked up to see
Mr. Booth’s other friend, Damien, joining in. Turning my head
sideways, I looked at Mr. Booth with lust in my eyes and watched as
he stood up to remove his pants. He came around to the front where
it was easier to get access and presented me with his cock. I
didn’t hesitate; I opened my mouth and sucked him in. Then Gregory
must have removed his pants as I could suddenly feel a hard, thick
cock probing my dripping pussy entrance.

I felt the thick end of his knob
spreading my opening wide as he pushed it into me. Gregory moved it
in and out of the wetness, until it was thoroughly coated, and then
thrust it deep inside. I moaned in pleasure as I sucked Mr. Booth’s
cock in my mouth. Unwittingly he had given me the fantasy we’d
talked about not so long ago. Perhaps it was my parting gift from
him, I don’t know, I just knew that I was enjoying every moment of
it as I sucked and ran my tongue around the head of his cock,
wanting to please him.

Gregory was now fucking me harder,
almost making me choke on the cock in my mouth as he pounded my
pussy. He was also spanking my butt cheeks every now and again,
making them tingle and burn in excitement. Damien was now off to
the side, massaging my breasts and pulling my nipples, which only
added to the excitement. When I came for the first time that night,
it hit me like a bulldozer. I swear, if Gregory hadn’t been holding
me up with a strong grip on my ass cheeks I would’ve collapsed onto
the floor. I let out an almighty scream of pleasure as it hit and
with a choked breath, shouted out to fuck me harder in the last few
seconds of my orgasm.

That must have been why Mr. Booth came
shortly afterwards and I felt his seed hitting the roof of my
mouth. I managed to suck him dry, before Gregory pulled out. They
all undressed after that and then stripped me of the rest of my
clothing. Mr. Booth took control once they were ready and pulled me
down onto the floor on top of him. Within seconds, he was inside my
pussy and I waited for the inevitable. Damien was the one who took
up position behind me and I felt him gripping my rosy cheeks as he
lined himself up.

I’ll never forget that first push as
he entered my forbidden rose bud and moved it seemingly alongside
Mr. Booth’s cock. It felt like they were touching one another,
although I knew that in reality a small barrier of skin separated
them both. Then I felt a cock touching my face cheek, and looked to
see Gregory kneeling to one side and presenting me with his now
fully erect cock.

I took it into my mouth and sucked it
in. I sighed deeply in pleasure, as I was now in heaven; it was
everything I thought it would be. I’d been having this fantasy for
years, even before I first had sex. To feel what that fantasy was
like for real, was more than just exciting it was climatic. The
grunts and groans of pleasure filled the room and I couldn’t
believe how wet I was becoming. Mr. Booth and Damien seemed to be
fighting for position, until they got into a rhythm. Mr. Booth
would go in and Damien would come out. Once they were coordinated,
they fucked me harder and I could barely contain myself.

I was like an animal as I sucked the
cock in my mouth deeper and felt it brushing the back of my throat.
My hardened nipples were rubbing against Mr. Booth’s chest, which
was making me tingle all over. I couldn’t believe that they were
all going so deep and with each new stroke from each of them I felt
my second orgasm approaching. When it hit, my pussy muscles tried
to grip the cock inside me. However, they were pounding me so hard
I could do little to stop them. I came so hard it made the room
spin and just at the peak of my climax, I felt Gregory’s seed
exploding into the back of my throat.

I sucked him hard and long and milked
him for all he was worth. I kept sucking long after he’d finished
cumming and within minutes, he was hard again. He stayed inside my
mouth, only this time he started to rock back and forth, as if he
was fucking my mouth. Damien was the next to cum and he too emptied
his load inside me. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t had enough
yet, and called out as Mr. Booth carried on fucking me.

“
Fuck me harder, I need
more!” I shouted, as the cock in my mouth came out
briefly.

They redoubled their efforts and the
sounds of lust filled the room, as they continued to work my
drenched holes. I would’ve done anything to capture all of this on
film, as I wondered what it would look like as an observer. Then
Mr. Booth came and called out as he buried his cock as deep as it
would go. I tried to grind my pussy onto it, but that only put
Damien off his stroke.

When I came again, it was followed by
little aftershocks of pleasure. They seemed like tremors, which
started at my feet and worked their way up to my crotch. By the
time they were done with me that night, I had man seed all over me.
It was on my neck, in my hair and down my thighs. I could’ve cared
less though, as I’d experienced something that will stay with me
for the rest of my life.

I still see Mr. Booth occasionally and
the memories of what we did together are still burned into my
brain. Whether or not I will ever find a person, who can perform as
he did in the sack, remains to be seen.

The End

About the Author

I was born in Hull,
England. I’ve been writing for some years now mainly for the
pleasure of it all but with the advent of self-publishing I’ve
entered a completely new world. I hope you enjoy my stories as much
as I enjoyed writing them. If so, I’d love to read a review from
you just to show me that you did at least enjoy the
story.