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The Boss' Daughter
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The Boss' daughter
My boss used to hold a party every summer, to which I would always go. About
8 or 10 years ago, upon arriving there, and walking through the kitchen door,
I was greeted very nicely by the first person I saw, his beautiful young
daughter. In the past, I had seen her maybe a total of 10 times over the
years and had merely exchanged hellos with her during that time, so it was
quite the surprise when she greeted me not only by name, but gave me a very close,
personal hug, along with a wicked smile. She had no doubt consumed a
few of Daddy's beers, but I wasn't complaining. I'm a total sucker for a
responsive female, so I latched onto her, so to speak, trying not to be too
obvious to my boss and co-workers that I'd give anything to slide inside this
girl's painted-on jeans and lacy blouse. As is usually the case, her dad's
party was getting boring and she was ready for greener pastures. I made it
known that I did not particularly wish her to leave, as I was just starting
to really get to know her, and she proposed that I leave with her, and her
friends. We quickly drew up a plan of action that would lessen the
likelihood of my being seen going off with her. After stealing around back
then shooting into the waiting, open car door (to the back seat), I found
myself being physically pulled to her, her lips mashing against mine,
tongues flailing. I could NOT believe what was happening. The kiss (and
some light to medium petting) lasted a good 15 to 20 minutes, the time it
took to reach our destination, her best friend's house. Our lips I don't
think separated once in all that time.
Upon arriving at her friend's house, as soon as we got in the door, she
took my hand gently and led me upstairs, where three bedrooms stood waiting.
It was obvious what was on her mind. Unfortunately, her friend's brother was
asleep in one room, her friend's mother (a recent ex-girlfriend of my boss,
who was at the party) was passed out in her room, and the one left was
occupied by a couple who apparently had the idea first. BIG letdown. My
heart sank and we went back downstairs to the livingroom. There were a
number of people there and the only place to sit was on the floor, which I
didn't mind, as I would sit with HER on a hotplate in Hell. A couple joints
were passed around, which led to most of the people, already intoxicated on
beer and wine, to fall off into the zone. When most had apparently zonked
out, someone turned off most of the lights. She and I then went into
another lip-lock with some light petting. It's been so long ago, so I don't
know if I checked the situation or just didn't give a damn, but I started
to unbutton her blouse right there on the livingroom floor, with a number
of breathing humans right there in the same room. She offered not one
iota of resistance, and in fact was pulling my shirt out from my jeans and
running her sensuous hands all over my back. I took this a a "go" and
relieved her of her blouse and bra. Her breasts were not large, more like
"just-right," incredibly firm, dark nipples that stood out perfectly and
smooth as silk. As I licked and sucked her glorious tits, she grabbed,
scratched and stroked my back like a wild-woman. I was a little hesitant,
because of all the bodies in the same room, but I succumbed to lust and
started rubbing between her legs. She was SO hot there it was unbelievable,
not to mention damp, and the tightness of the denim accentuated her lower
lips very well. I finally unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off,
leaving only her lily-white panties covering her wet, musky treasure. I took
no time in removing those also. I was faced with truely the nicest pussy I
had EVER come across. I wasted no time in spreading her long legs and
burying my face in her juicy sex. I was amazed at how neutral her taste was -
just wet, slippery cream with barely a taste or odor to it - wonderful. I
licked her labia and clit for quite some time, pausing occasionally to
tongue-fuck her tight tunnel, or slip a finger into her while I concentrated
on her clit with my tongue. She managed to convey that she would like me to
turn around a bit, which I did, and she proceeded to undo my jeans. I tore
off my shirt and let her finish undressing me. No sooner was I naked, she
grabbed my fully erect cock and placed it in her mouth, licking and sucking
expertly and eagerly. I went back to kissing, stroking, sucking and fingering
her pussy and clit in the "69" position, listening to her moan and trying my
best not to break my jaw everytime she arched her hips and jammed her hot
cunt against my mouth. Finally she whispered, "Fuck me, Honey." Needless to
say, I was quick to oblige. She lay on the livingroom rug and spread her legs
very wide, lifting her ass off the floor a little, as I turned around and
prepared to impale this beautiful young woman. I put the head of my cock to
her lips, rubbing it up and down her slit to lubricate it with her sexual
juices. As I slid into her, I was struck by how tight she was (later I
heard rumors she "got around" so I was even more amazed by her tightness).
With the exception of the virgin I lost my virginity to, this girl was the
tightest I had ever come across. Sad to say I didn't last long. As tight
as she was, and looking down upon her very pretty face and wonderful tits,
not to mention watching my cock work its way in and out between her legs,
I just was overwhelmed and shot one hell of a hot, creamy load deep inside
her. I didn't feel too awful about it though, as I was pretty sure she had
cum one or two times during our oral gyrations. Once I was spent, we kissed
and cuddled for awhile, then half-assed got dressed so everyone didn't wake
up to two naked bodies on the floor. In the morning, we awoke and she
gestured to me, to go to the couch with her. She completely covered us with
an afghan and proceeded to unzip my pants and pull out my cock. The loose
knit of the afghan let in a lot of light and it was delightful to watch her
as she took me into her pretty mouth and give me one of my most memorable
blow-jobs, all this while everyone else was milling around the same room!
When I came, she swallowed every last drop of my jism and smiled beautifully.
What a night.
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