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Driver's Seat 2
🕑 Added 2020-06-08 20:00:03 +0000 UTC
Celeste felt the moist warmth of Scott’s mouth close around one of her taut nipples. She gasped, thrusting it harder into his mouth, pushing all of her succulent tit into Scott’s face. At the same time, she wiggled her shoulders, shrugging her blouse all the way off. She was entirely naked before Scott now, everything laid bare for him to use.
“Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me out of being a virgin. Fuck me into being a whore!”
She gripped him with both arms, wiggling her ass in his lap, both legs open to shoot past the sides of his midsection and fold against the car seat. He went to her other nipple, moaning with rapturous hunger as he sucked at it, and his hands settled on her smooth calves. Celeste knew she was going to feel his hands slide up her legs, enjoying the sweet feel of her thighs before they touched the treasure of her cunt. She loved it. She opened herself even wider for Scott, showing him that he was welcome to touch her whenever he wanted and as soon as possible.
Rachel watched from the backseat as Celeste continued the fantasy. She really was obsessed with Scott, fixated on him. Rachel doubted Celeste had any other fantasies, just this dream of seducing Scott away from Emma—and, in a way, from Rachel. Celeste wanted both a father and a lover; she didn’t care if one man was both, so long as he satisfied her. In fact, getting to enjoy both parental and romantic love at once was probably a thrill to Celeste. More taboo, yet easier than pleasing two separate men. And with her bitchy young mind that screwed up, Rachel probably wouldn’t find it too hard to take her down a peg…
Meanwhile, Celeste was absorbed in the rough feel of Scott’s clothes against her naked body. She rubbed herself against him, feeling his strong body all over herself, tantalizing her mind with thoughts of what was under his rugged clothes. She imagined his thickly swollen cock, big enough to intimidate her, but bringing her so much pleasure that she loved it, couldn’t wait to see it.
She tugged at Scott’s shirt as he kissed away at her fat nipples, going from one breast to the other. Even as she pulled his shirt off he was kissing her, right through the fabric she pulled over his head. When he was shirtless, Celeste felt the bristle of his chest hair brushing against her skin. She ran her fingers through it, marveling at the difference in feel between his masculine hair and his hands running up her thighs, how foreign her soft femininity must feel to him.
The way he lingered over the creamy swell of her thighs made his caresses excruciatingly slow. Her legs trembled involuntarily. Scott was teasing her by making him wait, and even though it excited Celeste to have him using his techniques on her instead of Emma, she wanted desperately for him to be even more seduced than he was with Mommy—to be unable to get enough of her taut young body, beyond the point of self-control.
She ran her hand down the front of his trousers, touching the starched crispness of his briefs. Beneath it, his flesh was warm and sweaty.
“Oh, Daddy! It’s so big! So big and hard for me! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me like none of those other bitches had ever been able to take you!”
Scott ran his lips over the bountiful flesh of her teats, grazing up their swollen roundness until he came to her collarbone. He kissed along the supple line of it, then nuzzled his face into the side of her neck, kissing there to, until his lips reached the graceful line of her jaw, and then her ear, kissing it through her fine golden tresses.
“Politeness, Celeste. My little girl knows to ask nicely if she wants something, doesn’t she?” he whispered obscenely into Celeste Cuckoo’s sweet little ear.
“I want it, I want it, I wanna be fucked so bad!” Celeste simpered, her ass shaking in Scott’s lap, her full breasts rubbing against his hairy chest. “Please.”
“And I wanna fuck you bad,” Scott husked. “You’ve made me hot, Celeste. Very hot. So I’m going to give you what you want so much. Unbutton my pants for me like a good little girl, okay honey?”
It surprised Rachel how passive Celeste was being, even in her fantasy. And that made her wonder how skilled Celeste truly was. She had Emma’s genes, yes, but not her experience. For all her sluttiness, maybe she simply didn’t know what to do. That’s why she fantasized about Scott doing all the work, to the point of him ordering Celeste around in her own fantasy. Maybe that explained why she called him daddy. She didn’t just want a lover—she truly did want Scott as a father figure. A teacher.
Scott shifted Celeste in his lap, sliding her down to the floor of the car. She knelt between his legs, her smooth naked body a sylphlike worshipper at his altar, and eagerly moved her hand inside his trousers.
“I’ve dreamed of this for so long,” the Cuckoo girl moaned. “I don’t want anyone else, only you, Daddy, only you! Emma thinks you’re the only one good enough for her, but she’s not good enough for you! Only I am—my young, tight body, fresh and pure, ready for you to fuck it however you like.”
Celeste rolled her hips in a slowly building rhythm as her hands grasped Scott’s cock, gently at first, then tighter. Moaning, she pulled one hand off of him and used it to pull his zipper down, then work him out of the opening in his briefs.
Scott looked down at her as she held his cock in the open air, squeezing it needfully, possessively. Celeste glanced up at him, showing him the hot shame in her eyes. She knew that a young girl like her shouldn’t even think of doing such things with her daddy, but the sinful thrill was too much to let her stop. And the naughtiness of it all made Scott hotter than ever, made his prick pulse and throb in Celeste’s hand.
“I know, Daddy,” Celeste keened. “I’m a bad girl. A naughty, awful girl. But you like dirty girls like me. Do it. Fuck me like one of your dirty girls! Please make me your slutty little bitch!”
Scott threw the car door open with one hand. He picked Celeste up with his other hand, pulling her up to his chest and then wrapping his arm around her back. He stepped out of the car, his erection bobbing in front of him, Celeste’s small body in his arms. Carried her around the open door to the hood of the car, set her down, and then stood over her naked body. His eyes feasted on her from her jubilant breasts to her quivering mons. All of her was so damned needy.
Celeste writhed in desire. “Yes, Daddy. Fuck me. Please. I want it so bad. Lie down on top of me—let me feel all of your body. You want me to suck you off? I’ll do it, just tell me… you know I’ll do anything for you… I’ll do whatever you want but please, please let me have your cock!”
Scott leaned over her, putting his hands on her shoulders so he was holding her down while at the same time almost embracing her. “No, little girl, you’ve gotten me hot enough already. I can’t have you blowing me. I’m past that. I’m going to take care of you now. I’m going to work on your cunt until it’s nice and hot, then I’m going to fill it full of cock.”
His words made her heart beat faster, sending its throbbing all the way down to her pussy—rubbing her all the right ways. “Oh yes, Daddy… yes, do that, I want that… I’m so wet, you don’t have to do anything, God, I’m wet! You haven’t even played with my pussy yet and it’s still so juicy. Feel my pussy, Daddy, feel it. Put your hand right down on my cunt.”
“No, Celeste,” Scott demurred. “Not my hands. You’re ready for my cock.”
He lowered himself onto her slender young body, feeling the softness of her inner thighs embracing his groin. She threw her long legs around his hips, welcoming him into her sex. Scott touched the silken curls of her pubic thatch with his cockhead. Celeste flinched, her ripe body jiggling with a sudden bolt of desire. She stared up at Scott with half-closed eyes, plump lips slack, face shining with sweat.
As she watched, he pushed through the damp hair, touching the glossy flesh of her slit with his swollen cockhead. Celeste bit her lip, eager to take it, lifting her ass up off the car’s hood to get as much as she could out of that shock of initial contact.
“God, Celeste, you weren’t kidding! I can feel you clenching all around me,” Scott said. “You’re so fucking wet, I bet you’re ready for every inch of me, aren’t you? I know I’m ready to give it to you!”
He drove his knob between her lips, into her passage, feeling the slippery folds inside her tighten joyously around his manhood.
“Oh, yes, Daddy!” Celeste moaned. “That’s it… oh yeah, give me more, give me all of it!”
He entered her slowly, savoring the luscious feeling of every inch that he fed over her. Behind his sunglasses, Scott’s eyes glazed over with pleasure. He needed her, needed her around all of his shaft. His hips pushed forward, crashing against her groin, and the slick walls of her pussy stretched around the heated penetration of his throbbing erection.
Celeste let out a sob. Scott was on top of her now, driving his cock into the deepest reaches of her once-tight cunt. She shuddered all over, like she could feel him in every inch of her.
Scott drew his hips back, then thrust his cock back into her, faster than it before. As it rushed through her labia, through every inch of her cunt, Celeste wrapped her arms around Scott’s neck and pulled him down on her. She wiggled her ass as she took his pumps and thrusts, grunting in pained need every time he delved into the soft wetness of her sex. It was so good, but she needed even more!
“Quiet down, baby,” Scott hushed her. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful on your back. But you have to be quiet. Someone could hear you.”
He kept pistoning into her, seeing her body glaze over with sweat as she became more and more turned on. Celeste was whimpering now, making little noises of pleasure and pain for every movement of his thick cock.
“Daddy, Daddy!” Celeste said in a hoarse whisper. “I, I can’t help it—oh God, it feels so good when you’re inside me—it makes my pussy so warm, so tight, that I can’t—oh!—I can’t stop myself!”
Scott was ready to come himself, and knew that Celeste was about to go over the edge, but it almost didn’t seem worth the risk of getting caught.
Rachel pitched up in her seat, now paying more attention to the inner workings of this daydream. Celeste was nearing climax, and so had added another note of eroticism to finish herself off. An added taboo, a hint of exhibitionism. She liked the danger, the thought of actually being caught doing something as kinky as fucking her would-be father.
“Nngh… ngh!” Celeste groaned. “Oh God, Daddy, I’m about to—I’m gonna come! Jesus, Daddy, you’re making me come!”
“Shut up, you little tramp!” Scott whispered harshly. “Keep your damn mouth shut! We can’t let anyone know about us!”
“No, Daddy,” Celeste giggled. She lay in a pool of sweat, her proud mane of glossy blonde hair utterly disheveled under her. “It’s our secret. Our dirty fucking secret…”
Comments
Shendude
Hot, but also, I'm intrigued by what Rachel does with it?
