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Old 09-17-2008, 05:07 AM   #14
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Craig Ely stood before the kneeling young girl. Each hand was locked on a scrunchy-tied pigtail on either side of her head. Looking down he watched her greedy mouth slurp on his long cock. A bit lower her puffy pink capped nipples were in plain view. Somewhere below that was her waiting and willing virgin sex. A surge began to rise from deep within him.


"Stop, stop ,stop...don't move" he ordered breathlessly.


Her pumping motion slowed and ceased as he held her head still, now with only the head of his cock still between her lips. His eyes rolled back as he felt cum rise from his swollen testicles. He held on a moment longer before releasing with full force. His knees almost buckled as wave after wave of the warm fluid left his body and entered the warmth of her mouth.


At last he pulled his cock from her lips and looked down at fourteen year old Morgan. There she was, the best friend of his daughter on her knees with a full load of cum in her mouth. His cum. She looked up at him with innocent blue eyes and a questioning gaze. He smiled at her almost comical look; lips pursed closed and cheeks bulging like a squirrel. She seemed unsure what to do next.


He reached down and put his finger under her chin, tilting her head back.

"That's a good girl, a real good girl. Now swallow."


He watched her close her eyes and force down his ejaculation, grimacing as she swallowed. A moment later she looked back up at him, smiled proudly and licked her lips.


"OH MY GOD, DAD!!!" screamed his daughter Darsey.


Craig shook his head and returned from his fantasy.


"Didn't you see that stop sign!" she called from the back seat.


Craig fumbled for a moment as he regained his composure. He wiped the sweat from his brow as he re-clutched the wheel and focused on his driving.


A moment later the girls spotted and waved at a friend out the window. They yelled out something to her and then plopped back into girlie conversation.


Craig sighed relief and peeked into the rear view window at the two teen girls. He studied Morgan's lips as she spoke, giggled and laughed. Thoughts of those lips wrapped around his cock was just one of many fantasies that he had conjured up in the twenty some hours since he had seen her topless in the hot tub. He glanced down at the video camera on the seat next to him. Hopefully within the hour he might get to see her again. His cock stiffened.


As they neared the Ely home Craig fought off the sexual images and tried to focus on anything else, cause there was no way he was going to hide the enormous erection he was sporting.


Morgan Healy sat in the back seat of the Ely car with her best friend Darsey. A best friend she allowed strangers to see naked on her webcam, a best friend who she let swallow a drink spiked with a load of god know who's sperm, a best friend who's dad had now seen her partially naked. Did Darsey have any idea who the girl next to her really was? Could she ever tell her that not only did she know that ‘gross' guy at the soccer field but that less than twenty four hours ago she was lying naked on his bed touching his penis.


As the car pulled into the driveway Morgan noticed Mr. Ely's eyes in the rear view mirror glance at her for perhaps the twentieth time.


"Dad, can you put the video on TV? You HAVE to see my last pass to Morgan," Darsey pleaded.


Craig stammered for a moment conjuring up a lie, "Umm, the battery is just about dead. Let me copy it onto a DVD for you both, it'll be easier."


The moment they parked, Craig was out of the car and into the house. Morgan and Darsey got their stuff out of the car.


"Geez, what's his rush?" moaned Darsey as her water bottled slipped out of her hand and rolled under the car. "Crap."


Morgan laughed and hauled her bag over her shoulder. She kicked off her cleats and entered the house. She pretended not to notice that down the hall Mr. Ely was slipping out of the laundry room. She smiled to herself as she knew just what he had been doing. Were all men so predictable?


Half an hour later Craig looked out the back window at the two young girls playing in the above ground swimming pool. He had tried so hard not to stare at Morgan when she came out of the laundry room in her bikini just a few minutes earlier. But as the girls walked out the back door he couldn't help but watch that perfect little ass.


Quickly he made his way to the laundry room and pulled the video camera out of the clothes basket. His heart was beating a mile a minute. In the twenty minutes it took the girls to decide to go swimming he had changed his mind more times about the camera than he could count. He tried not to imagine the unholy embarrassment, not to mention all the trouble he would be in if she found it. When Morgan finally went in to change he almost had to run to his own bathroom to puke he was so worked up. He had it placed just so the lens could peek through one of the holes. There was no way she could see it.

A few minutes later he was sitting at his computer desk, stroking his cock as he watched the image of Morgan entering the laundry room. He giggled to himself as she not only locked the door, but pulled on it just to make sure it was shut tight. Craig then unconsciously held his breath as she dropped her bag in the floor and took out her bikini and set it on the washing machine. Leaning over she rolled down her long red socks and flipped them into the corner, followed by her red shorts. When she pulled her soccer jersey over her head she paused a moment as it seemed to be stuck on her pony tail clip. Craig marveled at the sleekness of her body: long toned legs, flat belly and indentations where her ribcage shone. How tightly that black sports bra gripped on to her. When the shirt rested on the floor next to the other items he didn't care which came next, bra or panties. It was the exact same thoughts that went through Ted's mind and the dozens of others that had watched her get naked. At last she crossed her arms across her body and took hold of the bottom of her sports bra. One more moment...


As Morgan climbed into the pool she knew she was perfecting the art of teasing. Teasing that almost crosses the line to downright nasty. Even without looking directly at it, it hadn't been hard to see the shiny lens in the laundry basket, though she doubted she would have noticed it if she wasn't looking for it. As the basket sat on a chair in front of a door mirror she could feel the eye watching her, waiting patiently to capture her nude form for another's pleasure. This was a feeling she had grown to know and love, an addiction of sorts. But this time she was messing with him, turning away from the camera just as she removed her bra. She had slipped on her bikini top without turning back. She had then grabbed her bikini bottom and took it in the tiny adjacent shower/bathroom to change. All that Mr. Ely would see of her was her bare back. The thought of that suddenly dismayed her. She could imagine his frustration of being so close, efforts wasted. How she could have pleased him. She felt caught between the game and the addiction. Then she smiled to herself...all in good time.


Craig held his orgasm at bay until his heart and cock wilted in disappointment. Nothing. No tits, no ass, no bush, nothing. He sat for a moment and then rewound the tape to her pulling off her bra top.
He replayed it again and again noting that her small panties did nothing to hide the exact shape of her ass. He hardened and resumed stroking. Conjuring up the images of her topless on the hot tub was enough to send him over the edge.


After horsing around in the pool for an hour the girls got out, dried and plopped down into the lounge chairs to tan. After all the events of yesterday, last night, the soccer game and the pool, Morgan was ready to crash. Darsey popped on the radio and immediately began to yap away about something. Morgan quickly tuned her out as her thoughts were already far, far away.


Morgan tried to review all that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. It was almost too much to believe, let alone deal with. Right now there was $5000 sitting in a bag in her closet because she had visited Arthur. How just did he find out whom she was and that she had a soccer game? And who was that other guy, Charles, yes that was his name. Although he had looked older than Arthur he was certainly more well dressed than his sloppy counter part. Even so, he was a bit overweight and hardly the type get find a good looking woman. Thinking back Morgan thought of how sweaty and crappy she must have looked after the game. He probably wanted out of there as fast as he could.

Only someone as pathetic as Arthur could want her. She recalled how he had wrapped her fingers around his penis and moved it up and down. It was weird just how soft and hard it was at the same time. His face had ecstasy written all over it. Morgan played back the entire scene and figured out when he must have taken his condom off and how she could barely breathe as the full force of his body pressed into her, ultimately grunting and shooting his sperm inside her. That was okay though, since she hadn't yet had her first period. She knew that there was absolutely no way to get pregnant yet. And yet she had had an orgasm. How could that be? Arthur probably never made anyone orgasm in his life. Did he even notice hers? And after him there was Ted and everything he did, stripping her, touching her, licking her, putting his penis in her mouth (umm, yes, that was much nicer than she had ever expected). She would never forget how he held her head and pumped it in and out and when he ahd put it back in after having an orgasm and a little more came out in her mouth. A slight sweetness that left an aftertaste in her mouth. And like Arthur he shot his sperm inside her as well. Heck, showing her boobs to Mr. Ely seemed like no big shake. Next time he would get his film footage, yes indeed. Morgan felt herself drifting off. Checking the box? What did Arthur mean about checking the box? Too much to think about.


Darsey's course voice shattered the tranquility. "Hey Mor, can you get my back?"


Morgan flashed back to reality, opening her eyes. "Umm, sure".


Morgan sat up and applied a glob of lotion to Darsey's back. A few seconds of a sloppy job later, "How's that?"


"Great, thanks" Darsey chirped.


Morgan lay back down, this time on her stomach.


"Let me getcha back" offered Darsey.


"K"


The hot lotion and Darsey's hands felt incredibly relaxing and soon Morgan was zoning out again. Her thoughts had ceased and the only thing she sensed besides Darsey's fingers unhooking her bikini top was the voice on the on the radio, an interview with some hip-hop star. The first word caught her attention, "Sex...sex be everywhere, don't you know, in the streets, in the houses, places you ain't never thought of before, [beep]ing everywhere. What? Oh [beep] sorry man. Anyway, you may not see it, but it be there boy, it be there, and it be waiting for you. Most folk don't know that and that is why they miss out on a chance to jam. Now open your ears to my new spin and open your eyes and get busy."


Morgan knew he was right, sex was everywhere and she had been plenty busy.


Craig had been busy too. Already his cock was hard again as he peeked out the bedroom window. How he wished he could trade places with his daughter right now and be the one rubbing not lotion, but his cum that he had just splattered on Morgan's back after fucking her.


It was around five-ish when Darsey suggested that they go out to TGI Fridays for dinner. Craig said that would be fine and Morgan too was very up for it.


Morgan suddenly cringed, "Oh Crap, I have to sit for the Driscoll's tonight."


Darsey saddened, "No way Mo! What time?"


Morgan glanced at the clock and sighed, "In like a half an hour"


"Come back over afterwards, you can sleep over. C'mon."


"I dunno Dar, I don't feel real great, I'll call you later from their house. They let me use it once Joey is asleep."


Morgan looked at the clock again, "I don't have time to go home and back, is it okay if I take a quick shower here?" then she glared at Darsey, "seeing how someone put like a GALLON of lotion on me."


Craig's heart stopped again as he cursed himself silently, "SHIT!" Here she was, about to get a shower and he forgot to put the camera back in the basket. But perverted minds work differently than others and like the Grinch, he thought of a lie and thought it up quick. "Before you girls do all your running around, throw the solar cover back on the pool, will ya? It's supposed to get windy tonight and I don't want all the leaves in it."
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