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"Dad, I have a proposition."
"Ana, why did you start calling me dad?" puzzled by our new relationship.
"Well, you kinda are my dad for the next few months, so I may as well call you daddy. And it's hotter. Seriously. So much hotter when I think of you as daddy while we fool around." Ana pouted a little and curled her hands together coyly, so that her arms pushed up her breasts.
"Yes. Yes indeed." I affirmed, my cock also affirming by growing firm in my jeans.
"Daddy, I wanna have a graduation party."
"What did you have in mind?"
"Having a bunch of the girls over to drink?" She winced demurely as she said it, anticipating my objection, "We'll make it worth your while?"
"That is a terrible idea. What's going to happen if one of them gets too drunk? Are the other parents going to agree to this? Do you realize the legal issues you're raising by having me serve alcohol to a bunch of eighteen year old girls?" Puzzled about the last part I added, "And what do you mean 'we'll make it worth your while."
"Well, we knew you'd probably not want to let us have the party."
"You've been discussing it already?" I could feel myself getting testy.
"And so we came up with a proposal to try to persuade you." Ana smiled slyly.
"All right, let's hear it," I could feel myself beginning to give in already.
"Five girls have 'volunteered,'" she used her fingers to make the quotes around volunteered to indicate that something other than volunteering determined which girls, "to have a modified lipstick party. Whoever gives the shallowest blowjob, leaving different colored lipstick along the shaft to mark how far down they got, has sex with you. That way the girls have to give good head, and you get to screw one of their eighteen year old high school pussies."
"Um. Wow. Um... They agreed to this? Seriously?" Adrenaline coursed hot through my veins at the idea of the amound of trouble that this could cause. I got tunnel vision. "When does this lipstick party happen? The night of the actual party? Before?"
Leaping to conclusions, "YES! So you'll do it?"
"Whoa little girl! Hold up. I'm just asking logistical questions."
"Yeah, we could have the lipstick party whenever you like, but I was thinking we'd have it during the graduation party, after the girls have had a few. And then also you could seal the deal that night, too."
"Alright, that works. Okay." feigning resignation but inwardly excited.
"YES!"
----
The night of the party arrived and about twenty girls arrived in all manner of exceedingly sexy outfits. They mixed a punch of rum and juices in a small, well cleaned, trashcan. A few of the girls would sneak out into the yard to smoke a little weed every once in a while. About eleven o'clock I went up to my bedroom to wait, sitting at my desk, pretending to read news.
There was a knock on the door.
First up is Camy, a thick, pale girl with fantastic freckles and a mountain of incredibly curly red hair.
"Mr. Dillard, you don't know me," she introduces herself, gushing nervously, "but I know you. I'm Camy and I've lusted after you for years. I saw you at one of our chior concerts and knew you were Claire's stepdad, and I thought you were super handsome and I've wanted to have your babies ever since."
I had only ever seen her in a chior robe, but now I saw her luscious curves. She was wearing a pleated skirt that fell halfway down her thick white thighs, no blouse at all, just a dark green satin bra and a tight vest at her waist that held her boob aloft. Her ample breasts were pushed up and freckled and flushed. She grinned lasciviously.
I walked over to her, hand extended in greeting, "It's very nice to meet you Camy."
She leapt past my hand and embraced me, then dropped to her knees on the carpet. Camy unzipped my jeans and pulled them off, then pulled off my boxers. She eyed my cock hungrily, taking the slowly growing member into her mouth. She sucked it full, filling the volume of her mouth with pounds of my meat. Involuntarily my head rolls back and I moan and my engorged cock grows so hard it aches. It's only salvation is fucking this girl's fat hungry face!
My iron fuckstick pushes into her throat and Camy gags a little but then only comes on more agressively, making sloppy a****l sounds as she gobbles, positively hungry for cock. I can feel her swallowing the giant purple head down her hot wet purple throat. I look down and she's positively grinning, her big beautiful jewel green eyes sparkling up at me.
Strings of drool were running off her chin onto voluptuous breasts. Lascivious and Glarch - glarch - glarch - glargle - glarch, her throat made wet sucking sounds as she fucked me with her face, her cheeks flushed red, her nose bouncing off my tight stomach as her throat swole to stretch around the girth of all nine inches of my throbbing cock. I could feel pressure boiling in my balls, desperate to explode! I tapped out, backing my hips away from her face to avert disaster. She knealt grinning and covered with spit, her boobs slick with it, biting her lower lip and beaming with pride that she had almost made me cum.
The next girl is Samantha, a Christian and a volleyball player. She has dark brown hair and eyes and pale skin, imaculately groomed. A v-neck red sweater with a little gold cross resting in her cleavage, black tights that showed a fantastically firm round butt, and calf high leather boots.
"Wow. I hadn't expected to see you up here, being a good Christian girl." I teased.
"Don't get your hopes up Mr. Dillard. I'm just here to give you a great blowjob. I'm pretty good, so I don't think I'm going to lose." she brags.
The way a Christian girl says "blowjob" with a mouthful of righteousness makes my cock throb and dribble pre-cum.
She's confident until I whip it out. When she sees the girth of my monster fuckstick, she realizes she's not choking down high school boy penis, but a man's cock.
She's visibly alarmed at the prospect of losing the competition and her precious virginity.
She works the head pretty hard, and tries to shove her smooth, pretty face onto my cock, her lips inching down my shaft. She keeps at it, mouth and lips and shoulders. I admire her perfect brown hair and complexion, her dedication to the blowjob. Undoubtedly load after load of athlete's cum, maybe the pastor's has slid down that firm throat. Warm moist mouth and lips and shoulders, try as she might, she can only choke down a little more than half my nine-inch shaft. Her shoulders hunch as she gags and coughs, immaculate pressure on my cock, a little spit coming out of the corner of her mouth and one tear. She sits on her heels in defeat, wiping spit off her perfect chin with the back of her perfect hand.
"Oh no" Samantha quietly exclaims, "Dammit." clearly worried she has blown it in more ways than one.
Haley is up next. She's a volleyball star, a fireplug of a girl, blonde, with a pair of french braids, a soft weak chin, and the most translucent blue eyes and skin. Her breasts are round smooth pale mounds, like alabaster. She looks innocent as the day she was born, except for the revealing pink tank top and grey tights and that I know she loves to take it in the ass from her boyfriend.
"Mr. Dillard" she greets me.
"Haley," I return the greeting.
"I've seen you watching me at volleyball games," she teases.
"You're the star player," I compliment.
"You know that's not what I meant. I've caught you checking me out." She flirts and winks to let me off the hook.
She drops to her knees and gets to work. She licks up and down both sides of my shaft then expertly mouths almost my whole member, tongue out on the underside, wolfing it down and all the while looking up, she gives me another wink. She sucks one of her own fingers, then slides it down my shaft, past my balls, and pushed on my perineum. I gasp at the thrill through my core and feel my cock pulse. She takes almost as much cock down her hot tight throat as Camy. I rest my hand on the back of her head and she tries to gulp and swallow my cock. Spittle hanging from her lip and chin drips onto her perfectly round alabaster pale boobs. She puts a hand on my butt to pull herself onto my cock. I grab both her braids and push straight into her pale face, her cheeks flush, her eyes close and she gulps the head into her throat, her nose barely brushing my pelvis. She coughs up my cock and collapses onto the floor.
"Well," watery eyed she wipes spit from her perfect tits, "How did I do?"
"You almost took as much as Camy, and you took a lot more than Samantha. It looks like I may fuck Sam after all."
"Let me know!" Haley positively chirps. "I'd love to finish what we've started here. Ana makes you sound amazing."
Andi is the next to last, a tall, lithe, cross country runner. I knew her from Claire's cross country meets. She has a confident air, no nonsense, and gets down on her knees immediately. Her shapely legs fold under her tanned and toned in a pair of short-shorts, she's flat-chested, her brown hair up in a pony tail. She takes my cock into her mouth and sucks, her cheeks pursing, she sucks and sucks and licks, then jerks it a few times, then grabs my butt with both hands and forces her face onto my dick.
I feel it ram into the back of her throat and I pull up on her pony tail.
Her slender shoulders hunch as she gags a little, but I don't let her back off. She gags and coughs a second time, hot breath and a little spit shooting out her nose and she sticks her warm wet tounge out under my shaft to take more cock in her throat. I feel her throat relax and admit more of my cock and she pulls herself onto me more, guiding more of my fuckstick tight into her face. Feeling the pressure in my balls welling up in an undeniable orgasm, I let go of her hair before I flood her tight hot gullet with warm goo. She tries to get her nose to touch my flat stomach, but she can't. Just before I'm about to blow, she relaxes back on her heels, defeated.
"Well?" She asks, expecting to have to give it up, to have to take my cock in her impossibly tight twat. I actually wish she were not beating Samantha, because below her flat tummy is a beautifully swollen mons. I'm sure her firm muscled hips fuck hard.
"Well, Camy and Haley both took way more cock than you. However, you beat Samantha, so you're in the clear. But you are smokin' hot." I admitted, "I'm a little dissapointed."
"You never know," Andi winked, "Claire says you're fantastic. I'm a little disappointed, too!" and with that she sprang to her feet and bounced out of the room.
The last girl was Sunny, one of the girls who is in chior with Ana, a soparano, a sprite of a girl, four and a half feet short, with a shy smile because she's self conscious about her braces and tiny breasts. She has mousy brown hair, faint freckles, soft round cheeks, the tiniest double chin, and a complexion that says she spends all her time inside reading books. She's wearing a denim skirt that wraps over her bubble butt and goes down to the knees of her soft legs, Tom's flats on her cute little feet, the slightest belly and smallest breasts are covered with a tight white top with little red flowers on it. The v-neck exposes her adrenaline flushed chest, and where there ought to be cleavage is a hollow beteween a-cup breasts. She's oddly happy, smiling and then catching herself, and then smiling again.
She extends a small hand for me to shake it, "Hi Mr. Dillard!"
"Hello Sunny!"
She shyly looks at me and doesn't say a word, but clearly has no idea what to do. For the first time all night I feel naked. I hold forth my tool, all this head has me on the verge of orgasm, pressure welling up inside, already clear pre-cum drips menacingly at the sight of her. She's so tiny and nerdy and innocent I want to ravish her, to shove my cock into her womb and snatch her virginity, to feel her stretch for the first time, for all time, and to sear my cock into her memory.
Gamely, Sunny knelt in front of me.
She can barely get her tiny mouth stretched over the head of my throbbing hard cock.
I feel her mouth hot and tight on the head of my cock, her little teeth just past the mushroom tip.
I feel her tongue on the tip of my cock, taste the clear precum, and feel her head pull a little as she gags ever so slightly.
My insides begin to explode! No no no no no!
She tries to take a little more and gags harder, her shoulders hunch as she retches and dry heaves with her face still latched onto my cock. My balls boil at the heat of such innocence! My gut churns!
One blast of cum!
Cum shoots hot and firm like a finger into the back of her throat and she gags hard! Her mouth pops! Off of my cock, her pert rose bud pink lips glisten wet with spittle and pre-cum and now warm translucent white load after load explodes with the pressure in my pelvis that has been building all night through Camy and Sam and Haley and Andi and blast after blast of rope after rope of spunk d****s over Sunny's cute little face, on her cheeks and nose and lips and braces and little chin and dimples, down onto her chest and blouse, the pressure released my knees grow weak and I stagger back as my balls pulse and pump and Sunny sits stunned under the onslaught.
"Wow. Damn." I stammer.
Sunny sits on her calves in stunned silence, her mouth agape, cum covered and confused.
"Well Sunny, I guess you win."
"Ana, why did you start calling me dad?" puzzled by our new relationship.
"Well, you kinda are my dad for the next few months, so I may as well call you daddy. And it's hotter. Seriously. So much hotter when I think of you as daddy while we fool around." Ana pouted a little and curled her hands together coyly, so that her arms pushed up her breasts.
"Yes. Yes indeed." I affirmed, my cock also affirming by growing firm in my jeans.
"Daddy, I wanna have a graduation party."
"What did you have in mind?"
"Having a bunch of the girls over to drink?" She winced demurely as she said it, anticipating my objection, "We'll make it worth your while?"
"That is a terrible idea. What's going to happen if one of them gets too drunk? Are the other parents going to agree to this? Do you realize the legal issues you're raising by having me serve alcohol to a bunch of eighteen year old girls?" Puzzled about the last part I added, "And what do you mean 'we'll make it worth your while."
"Well, we knew you'd probably not want to let us have the party."
"You've been discussing it already?" I could feel myself getting testy.
"And so we came up with a proposal to try to persuade you." Ana smiled slyly.
"All right, let's hear it," I could feel myself beginning to give in already.
"Five girls have 'volunteered,'" she used her fingers to make the quotes around volunteered to indicate that something other than volunteering determined which girls, "to have a modified lipstick party. Whoever gives the shallowest blowjob, leaving different colored lipstick along the shaft to mark how far down they got, has sex with you. That way the girls have to give good head, and you get to screw one of their eighteen year old high school pussies."
"Um. Wow. Um... They agreed to this? Seriously?" Adrenaline coursed hot through my veins at the idea of the amound of trouble that this could cause. I got tunnel vision. "When does this lipstick party happen? The night of the actual party? Before?"
Leaping to conclusions, "YES! So you'll do it?"
"Whoa little girl! Hold up. I'm just asking logistical questions."
"Yeah, we could have the lipstick party whenever you like, but I was thinking we'd have it during the graduation party, after the girls have had a few. And then also you could seal the deal that night, too."
"Alright, that works. Okay." feigning resignation but inwardly excited.
"YES!"
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The night of the party arrived and about twenty girls arrived in all manner of exceedingly sexy outfits. They mixed a punch of rum and juices in a small, well cleaned, trashcan. A few of the girls would sneak out into the yard to smoke a little weed every once in a while. About eleven o'clock I went up to my bedroom to wait, sitting at my desk, pretending to read news.
There was a knock on the door.
First up is Camy, a thick, pale girl with fantastic freckles and a mountain of incredibly curly red hair.
"Mr. Dillard, you don't know me," she introduces herself, gushing nervously, "but I know you. I'm Camy and I've lusted after you for years. I saw you at one of our chior concerts and knew you were Claire's stepdad, and I thought you were super handsome and I've wanted to have your babies ever since."
I had only ever seen her in a chior robe, but now I saw her luscious curves. She was wearing a pleated skirt that fell halfway down her thick white thighs, no blouse at all, just a dark green satin bra and a tight vest at her waist that held her boob aloft. Her ample breasts were pushed up and freckled and flushed. She grinned lasciviously.
I walked over to her, hand extended in greeting, "It's very nice to meet you Camy."
She leapt past my hand and embraced me, then dropped to her knees on the carpet. Camy unzipped my jeans and pulled them off, then pulled off my boxers. She eyed my cock hungrily, taking the slowly growing member into her mouth. She sucked it full, filling the volume of her mouth with pounds of my meat. Involuntarily my head rolls back and I moan and my engorged cock grows so hard it aches. It's only salvation is fucking this girl's fat hungry face!
My iron fuckstick pushes into her throat and Camy gags a little but then only comes on more agressively, making sloppy a****l sounds as she gobbles, positively hungry for cock. I can feel her swallowing the giant purple head down her hot wet purple throat. I look down and she's positively grinning, her big beautiful jewel green eyes sparkling up at me.
Strings of drool were running off her chin onto voluptuous breasts. Lascivious and Glarch - glarch - glarch - glargle - glarch, her throat made wet sucking sounds as she fucked me with her face, her cheeks flushed red, her nose bouncing off my tight stomach as her throat swole to stretch around the girth of all nine inches of my throbbing cock. I could feel pressure boiling in my balls, desperate to explode! I tapped out, backing my hips away from her face to avert disaster. She knealt grinning and covered with spit, her boobs slick with it, biting her lower lip and beaming with pride that she had almost made me cum.
The next girl is Samantha, a Christian and a volleyball player. She has dark brown hair and eyes and pale skin, imaculately groomed. A v-neck red sweater with a little gold cross resting in her cleavage, black tights that showed a fantastically firm round butt, and calf high leather boots.
"Wow. I hadn't expected to see you up here, being a good Christian girl." I teased.
"Don't get your hopes up Mr. Dillard. I'm just here to give you a great blowjob. I'm pretty good, so I don't think I'm going to lose." she brags.
The way a Christian girl says "blowjob" with a mouthful of righteousness makes my cock throb and dribble pre-cum.
She's confident until I whip it out. When she sees the girth of my monster fuckstick, she realizes she's not choking down high school boy penis, but a man's cock.
She's visibly alarmed at the prospect of losing the competition and her precious virginity.
She works the head pretty hard, and tries to shove her smooth, pretty face onto my cock, her lips inching down my shaft. She keeps at it, mouth and lips and shoulders. I admire her perfect brown hair and complexion, her dedication to the blowjob. Undoubtedly load after load of athlete's cum, maybe the pastor's has slid down that firm throat. Warm moist mouth and lips and shoulders, try as she might, she can only choke down a little more than half my nine-inch shaft. Her shoulders hunch as she gags and coughs, immaculate pressure on my cock, a little spit coming out of the corner of her mouth and one tear. She sits on her heels in defeat, wiping spit off her perfect chin with the back of her perfect hand.
"Oh no" Samantha quietly exclaims, "Dammit." clearly worried she has blown it in more ways than one.
Haley is up next. She's a volleyball star, a fireplug of a girl, blonde, with a pair of french braids, a soft weak chin, and the most translucent blue eyes and skin. Her breasts are round smooth pale mounds, like alabaster. She looks innocent as the day she was born, except for the revealing pink tank top and grey tights and that I know she loves to take it in the ass from her boyfriend.
"Mr. Dillard" she greets me.
"Haley," I return the greeting.
"I've seen you watching me at volleyball games," she teases.
"You're the star player," I compliment.
"You know that's not what I meant. I've caught you checking me out." She flirts and winks to let me off the hook.
She drops to her knees and gets to work. She licks up and down both sides of my shaft then expertly mouths almost my whole member, tongue out on the underside, wolfing it down and all the while looking up, she gives me another wink. She sucks one of her own fingers, then slides it down my shaft, past my balls, and pushed on my perineum. I gasp at the thrill through my core and feel my cock pulse. She takes almost as much cock down her hot tight throat as Camy. I rest my hand on the back of her head and she tries to gulp and swallow my cock. Spittle hanging from her lip and chin drips onto her perfectly round alabaster pale boobs. She puts a hand on my butt to pull herself onto my cock. I grab both her braids and push straight into her pale face, her cheeks flush, her eyes close and she gulps the head into her throat, her nose barely brushing my pelvis. She coughs up my cock and collapses onto the floor.
"Well," watery eyed she wipes spit from her perfect tits, "How did I do?"
"You almost took as much as Camy, and you took a lot more than Samantha. It looks like I may fuck Sam after all."
"Let me know!" Haley positively chirps. "I'd love to finish what we've started here. Ana makes you sound amazing."
Andi is the next to last, a tall, lithe, cross country runner. I knew her from Claire's cross country meets. She has a confident air, no nonsense, and gets down on her knees immediately. Her shapely legs fold under her tanned and toned in a pair of short-shorts, she's flat-chested, her brown hair up in a pony tail. She takes my cock into her mouth and sucks, her cheeks pursing, she sucks and sucks and licks, then jerks it a few times, then grabs my butt with both hands and forces her face onto my dick.
I feel it ram into the back of her throat and I pull up on her pony tail.
Her slender shoulders hunch as she gags a little, but I don't let her back off. She gags and coughs a second time, hot breath and a little spit shooting out her nose and she sticks her warm wet tounge out under my shaft to take more cock in her throat. I feel her throat relax and admit more of my cock and she pulls herself onto me more, guiding more of my fuckstick tight into her face. Feeling the pressure in my balls welling up in an undeniable orgasm, I let go of her hair before I flood her tight hot gullet with warm goo. She tries to get her nose to touch my flat stomach, but she can't. Just before I'm about to blow, she relaxes back on her heels, defeated.
"Well?" She asks, expecting to have to give it up, to have to take my cock in her impossibly tight twat. I actually wish she were not beating Samantha, because below her flat tummy is a beautifully swollen mons. I'm sure her firm muscled hips fuck hard.
"Well, Camy and Haley both took way more cock than you. However, you beat Samantha, so you're in the clear. But you are smokin' hot." I admitted, "I'm a little dissapointed."
"You never know," Andi winked, "Claire says you're fantastic. I'm a little disappointed, too!" and with that she sprang to her feet and bounced out of the room.
The last girl was Sunny, one of the girls who is in chior with Ana, a soparano, a sprite of a girl, four and a half feet short, with a shy smile because she's self conscious about her braces and tiny breasts. She has mousy brown hair, faint freckles, soft round cheeks, the tiniest double chin, and a complexion that says she spends all her time inside reading books. She's wearing a denim skirt that wraps over her bubble butt and goes down to the knees of her soft legs, Tom's flats on her cute little feet, the slightest belly and smallest breasts are covered with a tight white top with little red flowers on it. The v-neck exposes her adrenaline flushed chest, and where there ought to be cleavage is a hollow beteween a-cup breasts. She's oddly happy, smiling and then catching herself, and then smiling again.
She extends a small hand for me to shake it, "Hi Mr. Dillard!"
"Hello Sunny!"
She shyly looks at me and doesn't say a word, but clearly has no idea what to do. For the first time all night I feel naked. I hold forth my tool, all this head has me on the verge of orgasm, pressure welling up inside, already clear pre-cum drips menacingly at the sight of her. She's so tiny and nerdy and innocent I want to ravish her, to shove my cock into her womb and snatch her virginity, to feel her stretch for the first time, for all time, and to sear my cock into her memory.
Gamely, Sunny knelt in front of me.
She can barely get her tiny mouth stretched over the head of my throbbing hard cock.
I feel her mouth hot and tight on the head of my cock, her little teeth just past the mushroom tip.
I feel her tongue on the tip of my cock, taste the clear precum, and feel her head pull a little as she gags ever so slightly.
My insides begin to explode! No no no no no!
She tries to take a little more and gags harder, her shoulders hunch as she retches and dry heaves with her face still latched onto my cock. My balls boil at the heat of such innocence! My gut churns!
One blast of cum!
Cum shoots hot and firm like a finger into the back of her throat and she gags hard! Her mouth pops! Off of my cock, her pert rose bud pink lips glisten wet with spittle and pre-cum and now warm translucent white load after load explodes with the pressure in my pelvis that has been building all night through Camy and Sam and Haley and Andi and blast after blast of rope after rope of spunk d****s over Sunny's cute little face, on her cheeks and nose and lips and braces and little chin and dimples, down onto her chest and blouse, the pressure released my knees grow weak and I stagger back as my balls pulse and pump and Sunny sits stunned under the onslaught.
"Wow. Damn." I stammer.
Sunny sits on her calves in stunned silence, her mouth agape, cum covered and confused.
"Well Sunny, I guess you win."
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