Loneliness Leads To Spontaneity Leads To Fun
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Leah was on the couch, dressed like a teenager out of the ‘50s, her jeans
rolled up halfway to her knees, one of my old shirts big enough for two of her.
She was eighteen, in her first year at the local college, and that night ws
studying a psychology textbook.
I was on the other couch, my attention divided between the news on TV and the
daily crossword puzzle. The talking head on the screen was lamenting over
another celebrity divorce and I had a flashback to the day my ex, Brenda,
announced that she ws tired of being a wife, was sick of me and our fourteen
year old brat, and that she wanted nothing from me except a divorce. That was
four years ago and we hadn’t heard a word from her since.
I’d forgotten all about the TV and the puzzle. Brenda had been a
dyed-in-he-wool bitch, but damn, she had been good in bed! And being a single
father had really put a crimp in my sex life, especially that part of it that
required another person, if you get my drift.
Leah brought me out of my fog with, “Daddy, can I ask you a personal question?”
“Sure, Hon.”
“Are you inhibited?”
“Huh?” The question sure wasn’t one I was expecting.
“Are you inhibited?” she repeated, “Do you have a lot of inhibitions, you know,
hang ups, scruples, morals, like that?”
I had to think about it, then answered, “Morals and scruples are a lot
different from inhibitions and hangups, but no, I don’t think I have any.”
“Goody!” she said and put down her book, “Then let’s take off our clothes.”
“Whaat???”
“C’mon, Daddy,” she said and unbuttoned her shirt, “You said you aren’t
inhibited, so you shouldn’t be ashamed to take off your clothes.”
Her shirt was folded neatly and laying on top of her shoes and socks, she was
folding her jeans, and she made a very pretty picture standing there in her
panties and bra.
She put her jeans on the pile with the rest and looked at me.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said, a trace of sarcasm in her voice, “I guess I
believed you when you said you didn’t have any hangups.”
“Look, Leah, it ain’t a matter of hangups,” I tried to explain, “It just, well,
uh, dammit, you ain’t a kid anymore, and I don’t want to embarrass you by
getting.....”
“A hard on?” she finished my sentence, “Daddy, I’d be insulted if you didn’t.
So? Are you gonna undress?”
I kicked off my shoes and got out of my socks, pants, shirt and tee shirt. As
I pulled my tee over my head Leah set her bra on the pile, and together she took
off her panties and I removed my shorts.
“There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” then she laughed and pointed to my dick,
“I meant getting undressed. I’m glad you think I’m sexy enough to get your dick
hard.”
She definitely was that. Short and slim like her mother, maybe five feet tall
and abut a hundred and ten. Reddish brown hair, green eyes, not much in the boob
department but they were nice and round, with erect nipples in quarter sized
areolas. Flat belly and a cute, auburn muff at the juncture of a decent pair of
legs. And I was beginning to get ideas, daughter or no daughter.
“You know,” I reminded her, “Something like this could lead to things the law
and the church don’t allow.”
“You mean incest? I was just reading about it in my psych book. Do you think
it’s wrong?”
“I think I’m getting a proposition, that’s what I think” I said, and took hold
of my prick, “I already told you I have no inhibitions. And in case you’re
interested, I have no scruples or morals. So why don’t you come over here where
we can chat easier?”
“Chat?” she laughed happily, “I should think a naked, immoral, unscrupulous man
could think of something better to do with a naked, immoral, unscrupulous
woman.”
I went across the room, grabbed her hand, and pulled her to her feet.
“I can,” I said and grabbed her tit, “There’s just enough room in my bed for a
good fuck.”
“She got a handful of my prick and laughed again, “What a wonderful idea! Would
you believe it’s been over a year since I’ve had my pussy stuffed? I was
beginning to think I’ve been wasting my money on birth control pills.”
I wrapped my arms around her and we kissed, an open mouthed, tongue dueling
french kiss, my hand wandering from her tits to her pussy, then I grabbed her
cheeks and lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I
carried her to my room, we fell on the bed and she guided my prick to her hot
snatch.
“OHGOD!!” she squeaked as my cock slid into her, and I would have echoed her
sentiments except that she stuck her tongue in my mouth. for the next five
minutes the only sounds were our heavy breathing and the rattle of the bed as I
pounded into her.
She broke our kiss to ask, “Daddy? Is it too soon for me to cum?”
I would have laughed at her question if I hadn’t been so close myself.
“Fuck no, Baby,“ I whispered, “Cum whenever you’re ready, ‘cause I’m about to
myself!”
That did it, with another squeaky “OHGOD!!” her pussy began a series of
spasms stronger than any I’d ever felt, my prick felt like it was in a milking
machine, and I exploded, pumping spurt after spurt of jizz into her tight hole.
For the first time in my adult life my prick didn’t go soft as soon as I’d shot
my last squirt. I stayed hard for a few seconds after Leah came back to earth
and relaxed.
“Mmm, Daddy, I haven’t felt this satisfied in ages. Is it okay if I sleep here
tonight?”
“Tonight and any night you want to,” I told her.
We rolled over, still in each other’s arms though no longer connected and I
dozed off, to be awakened by Leah’s whispered, “Dammit!”
“What’s wrong, Hon?” I asked.
“I gotta pee, and I’m too relaxed to stand up.”
I chuckled and got out of bed, “I know you ain’t bashful,” I said, “So how about
if I carry you to the bathroom?”
She sat up and giggled, “You dirty old man, you just wanna watch me pee.
You’ll probably wanna wipe my twat when I’m done, too.”
“Do you want me to take you to the bathroom or are you gonna insult me all
night?” I asked, and she laughed, “Take me in, but don’t squeeze me too hard or
I’ll piss all over you.”
I knelt between her knees and we pissed together, the two streams mixing and
splashing into the bowl below, then I wiped her pussy and carried her back to
bed. That night I got the most relaxed night’s sleep I’d had in four years.
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