In 1989, my step-daughter, Polly, came home for a three week furlough, after completing Marine Boot Camp. At the end of her furlough, she was to report to Catrice, England, for Desert Rate Training. I have to laugh at that, because she had spent almost her whole life in Cairo.
The first day she was home, my current wife, Lizzy took a day off her job at a local truck stop fuel desk, to spend with her daughter. The next day, she had gone to work, and Polly was running around the house in a half shirt and a pair of daisydukes that had to have been cut along the sides of the seam. You could see the fold where the leg met the body.
We were in the kitchen, fixing lunch, and Polly was bent over, looking in the bottom of the fridge. I was standing behind her, admiring her cute ass. Polly was 51" tall, and weighed about 110 lbs, and her body was hardened by her time at boot camp. Her tits were small, but very nicely shaped.
Suddenly, she took me off-guard by backing into me, rubbing her ass against the stiff cock behind the front of my shorts. I took a step back, out of sheer surprise. She looked over her shoulder and grinned at me. "Whats the matter, you afraid to touch me?" With that she moved back again, putting her ass firmly in contact with my now rock-hard cock. "I have dreamed about this since I was 13," she said, slowly grinding against me. "Do you want to play with me or not?" I stammered that I had seen her grow up, and had thought once in a while about fucking her one day, but that it was just a daydream.
She turned and knelt before me, and pulled down my shorts. A drop of pre-come splashed on her cheek as my cock sprang out of my shorts. She reached up with her finger and wiped it off her cheek and stuck her finger in her mouth. "Hmmmm, sweet," she said, "mind if I have the rest?" She grinned as I sputtered to help herself. She carefully licked the pre-come off my cock, then took the throbbing purple head in her mouth and began to suck me slowly. It... Læs hele novellen
