“They won’t know who we are, Jolene. C’mon baby, lets do it. A whole night of us not having to be us.”
“Why do you always want me to do something when you’re naked and bumping me with that big ol’ thing,” I huffed, but pushed my bare ass back.
“Awh, come on darlin’ do it. For me?” he tempted, his lips against my ear. H e reached around me and hefted my double D into his hand. “And I get to pick your costume.”
“Ohyeah, you’ll have my tits hangin’ out for everyone to ogle,” I groaned, partly in response to that and partly to his manipulations on my breasts. Daddy and I had been together two years and he knew just want to do to fire me up.
“Well yeah,”he drawled softly in my ear. “Everyone will be all sexed up in their costumes out at the barn and I want to show my baby off.”
“Right. And they won’t recognize my double D’s at all,” I rolled my eyes at the same time gasping as he moved in behind me sliding his cock between my legs.
He pulled my leg back over my hip and cupped his hand over me. “You’re so wet, Jojo… That for me?” I moaned, his finger flicking my clit. “Come for me. Come for your daddy.”
His words were always so arousing and served to fan the flames even higher. “Put it in me, daddy.”
“You want it, baby?”
“Oh god yeah,” I whimpered, he increated the rhythm on my clit and I yelled out when I peaked. At the same time he slid his thick cock into my tight cunt and I creasted another wave. “Daddyyyyyyy,” I whined, riding the orgasm.
He never let up on my clit while he trhust in and out. I loved hearing his raspy breaths and groans while he fucked me. I could tell when he was getting close because his deep growl got louder and louder until he panted each pump of his cock inside me.
I rolled on my side and trailed my fingers through his thick brown curls on his chest. “Okay, we’ll go to the Halloween party,” I said once I caught my breath.
“You’re the best, Jojo,” he said, twining his hand in my long auburn curls. “Time to shower.”
Mama worked days at the Stop n Shop Supermart. Daddy and I worked second shift, so we had most of the day together. I ran food at the Larry’s Luncheonette with curb service in town. He worked at the carpet mill, the only real employment in these parts.
Our daily before work showers were naughty and fun, with promises of what would come later. He didn’t get home until late and would sometimes sneak into my bedroom. I would always be asleep, but I didn’t mind.
You never knew what went on behind closed doors in the backwoods Georgia town and our front door was black singed like charcoal from what went on behind ours since me and daddy got together.
“Melville, how’re you doing today hon?” I asked, skating up to the old faded gold Pontiac.
“Much better now that I seen you darlin’.” I admit to using my charms for tips. I handed him the bag and leaned over the edge of his door pushing my double D’s into his car. “Mmm, mmm, much better,” he said.
I smiled my best smile. He was older, but one of my favorite customers and biggest tipper, so he was allowed some privilege. “You ain’t looking too bad yourself hot stuff.”
He trailed his finger down my cleavage and pushed my top aside, all but baring my breast for as much as you could see through my sheer bra. He teased my nipple hard.
“Someday I’m gonna get a mouth full of that,” he said, and I laughed because he said that every time.
He knew he’d never get it all from me. I saved fuckin’ for my daddy. But now a little playin’, that was another thing.
“I don’t have all day to flirt with you good lookin’. You have a good day!” I collected the money with double for my tip and skated back to the kitchen.
I didn’t consider myself a loose woman because I never put out but for one man. But I was never against some shenanigans. Gals just like to have fun.
It was a busy lunch and late afternoon I skated around the corner and saw another favorite. I rolled up to the four wheeler.
“How’s it going Officer Clancey?”
He had the door open and sat sideways in the seat. His legs spread showing off his big ol’ bulge. Officer Stud.
“It’s goin’,” he said, fixated on my tits and never quite meeting my eyes.
“What can I get you today,” I asked, poised with my checks and pen.
“You and a side of me,” he smirked.
Worse thing was he was cuter than shit but said the same thing every time he ate here. He was a bonehead.
I rolled my eyes, cocked my hip and waited.
“The usual.”
It was like that every time. No wonder that varmint wasn’t married. Cute but dumb.
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Since daddy wasn’t here when mama got home he never saw her red hair that was teased into a high updo was mussed hair and her red lipstick was smeared. She told me she stayed after her shift to help Dick Mason, the store manager.
Mama fought for uniforms at the Supermart like someone would fight to get a union in. Ever since she won that, her benefits were extended beyond cashier.
Sure, he had to pay out more to purchase uniforms, but his benefits were all his female employees wearing the form fitting button front uniforms. That he required the top four buttons to be left open, and all were to be well above the knee, paid off for him in the long run.
“Phew, what a long day,” she said, patting her beehive and dropped her purse on the chair. “What do uyo want for dinner, pumpkin?”
Her uniform was unbuttoned more than the required four buttons and even at that, her double Ds strained to escape the spread opening. Her bra was cut low enough that it seemed as though she didn’t have a bra on. I’m guessin’ I know where I got my naughtiness from.
“I don’t care, whatever you want to make. I brought a mess of greens leftover from the luncheonette.”
“Oh good I’m sure I can find something to go with them.” She unbuttoned her uniform. Her white lace bra barely covered her nipples and her lace trimmed half slip barely covered her panties.
She told me once that in her day she was quite a floozy. But that was before she met my dad, and then he was the only man for her. Daddy told me when he married her, she practically wore out his dick. Then she started coming to bed with curlers in her hair. Then all kinds of cream on her face, and then contraptions to stop her perceived jowls. Then she got her job and it all kinds of went to her head when she got any attention from her male customers.
“Let me know if you need help, mama.” I went back to browsing Halloween costumes on my phone.
Daddy wanted to pick it out himself, but I knew what he wanted. The more revealing and sexy the better. The party was going to be at a barn out near the mud holes so I was pretty sure there would be no dress code. I’d be in competition with other girls my age that wouldn’t be afraid to show their wares.
Mama called me to dinner and I still hadn’t found anything that would work.
“Looks good,” I said, looking at my dish of greens with pork, black eyed peas and biscuits. I was glad she hadn’t gone all fancy cooking because she loved watching the cooking shows on cable.
I really did not know how we were going to get out of the house together on Halloween night yet. If’n I know daddy, he had a plan, and it would be a doozey.
I was in the kitchen getting a glass of water when daddy came home.
“Hey Jojo, you still up?”
I leaned against the counter and he stood in front of me. I grabbed the front of his shirt, pulled him closer and kissed him. He smelled like evergreen and spices from his after work shower. I was tall at five foot eight inches and he was a couople of inches taller making us fit together near perfect.
I could hear mama snoring all the way out here and knew we wouln’dt be interrupted. I wrapped my arms around his neck and crushed my tits into his chest, taking the kiss hot and wet.
He pulled my nightgown over my head because he loved to feel my naked body against his when he was still dressed. It did seem deviant and the abrasion of his clothes on my soft skin was arousing.
“Mmm, my baby girl is hot tonight,” he murmured against my lips. He kneaded my tits, what I waited for all day. It was just foreplay with my customers at the luncheonette.
I pulled his shirt apart and buttons flew. In no time I had his pants down and he kicked them aside so his body was naked and hard against mine.
I took his cock in hand. “You hound, look how hard you are already.” I squeezed his throbbing shaft and he sucked in a breath.
His blue eyes pierced mine and I thumbed the precum all over the tip. His lips parted his eyes still locked with mine to let me see what I do to him.
“This is dangerous.” His eyes flared and his cock throbbed in my hand. “That excites you don’t it? She catching us like this.” His eyes darked and his chest moved against my tits as his breath increased.
I wrapped my leg around him and rubbed his cock on my wet slit. “Or better to maybe have her find you with your dick inside your daughter? Show her who’s really taking care of you, hmmm.”
He groaned, grabbed my hips and drove his cock into me. I wrapped my legs around him, the counter digging into me but I didn’t care. I pushed daddy to lose control and I loved it. He grunted each thrust. I hung onto his shoulders, my face buried in his damp neck. I inhaled his scent, the maleness in my nostrils drove me crazy. I sucked on his earlobe and bit it, my steamy breath in his ear.
I whispered sexy nasty naughty breathless disjointed words into his ear and I felt the tension increase in his body as I fanned the flames.
His cock pistoned into me and the first wave hit me and I moaned into his neck. I sucked on and knew I’d bruised him enough to have to hide it. Our skin was wet with sweat and rubbed and we fucked uninhibited.
“I want her to catch us with you ball deep in me, daddy. I want her to hear me moaning your name. To know that your big fat daddy cock is in my tight cunt.”
My words were lewd and intended to incite him even more.
I felt the vibration before I hard the deep rumble that started low and got louder until he grunted each load of cum inside me. The white seed was hot inside me and always made me cum with him.
“Fuck darlin’,” he gasped. “You know what to say to make me lose control don’t you.”
I let my legs slide down and he supported me when my feet hit the floor.
I kissed him and said, “Because I know that’s your fantasy, what gets you hot and hard… Getting caught. Dangerous sex gets your dick throbbing and steel hard.”
He moaned. “You got your ol’ man’s number.” I grinned.
“My first clue was finding your stash of naughty magazines. That’s when I knew my daddy was a man too. I looked at you lots different after that.”