We walked around took more pictures before deciding to head to Nijo Castle as it was closest.
It did not take us long to reach Nijo castle. The trip was uneventful, I had Zoe sit with me and Carol moved to the seat in front of us.
The driver dropped us off at the Guard House which formed the main entrance to the palace grounds. We entered through Karamon towards Ninomaru palace. There was only one entrance to the palace and it was an interesting experience walking through it, although restored, it still had that old charm of yesteryear gone by. I appreciated the details in the ceiling of Ninomaru as they were painted and gold leafed. It was quite striking. Having an interest in buildings and architecture, I was lost in observing all that was around me.
As we exited Ninomaru, the girls said they needed to pee. So we went in search of the toilet. Whilst waiting for them, I was taking in the sights of the grounds of the castle. After the pitstop, we took the long way round through the cherry tree and plum tree groves to get to the Honmaru garden. Lots of photos were taken, and again I lagged behind just observing the landscape and the scenery and the intricacies of the building.
Without warning Carol ran up to me and grabbed my hand, she leaned in and said..
Carol: This is for you. I hope you like it.
With that she placed something in my hand and raced off. As she was running towards my wife and Yvonne and Zoe, I noticed something .. she had no VPL. I could have sworn it was visible in the morning. Looking down in my hand standing in the middle of the plum tree grove, I found the reason why. I was left holding Carol’s panties and she had gone commando. I looked around, thankfully no one was paying attention to me. I scrunched her pink cotton panties into a ball and quickly brought it to my nose for a quick sniff. There is was, her smell, mixed in with freshly washed panties. I did not dare smell for too long for fear of getting caught. I quickly put them into the secret compartment in my jacket and caught up with the girls.
This action brought my attention back to Carol from being engrossed in the scenery and architecture. As we entered Honmaru walking across the bridge, Carol lingered slightly behind the girls and closer to me. She turned around and gave me an impish smile and wiggled her butt at me. All that was separating her most private of parts from me was a thin fabric of spandex. I reached out and caressed the butt that was presented and gave it a good feel. Before reluctantly removing my hand.
I immediately felt guilty for doing that, and it brought back the conflicted feelings I had on the bus.
The rest of the tour of Nijo went by in a blur, ending with us visiting the museum to view the original artworks. Entry was a 100yen so not too expensive.
It took us a good 2 hours to walk around and by that time we were ready for lunch, as I had read about a Michelin starred Kaiseki place called Kiyamachi Sakuragawa, I had asked the guide to book that place for lunch, because we took so long, we only just got there for our booking time of 12:30, which left us an hour and a half for lunch. Lunch was a grand affair, the girls, Carol and Zoe, had their first introduction to the world of Japanese Haute cuisine.
The last place on our itinerary was Kinkakuji temple. It took us about half an hour to get there from lunch and as light was fading fast as it was winter, we only had about and hour and a half to walk around. This capped a very full day in Kyoto and we all hopped onto the car to take us back to Osaka. Zoe was heaps tired by then so took the seat infront of the last row of seats to herself and promptly fell asleep, Yvonne and my wife again sat up front talking to the tour guide and I placed myself at the last row, in the corner where I could not be seen should my wife or Yvonne turn around.
Carol plonked herself next to me. I was in two minds, looking forward to what she might do and also being guilty for wanting it.
As we got onto the highway to go back to Osaka, Carol made her move. She leaned into me and said
Carol: Did you like my present?
Houses: Yes, though you should not have.
Carol: Why?
Houses: You went commando the whole day almost. What if some other pervert did something.
Carol: But I have you to protect me daddy. (she crooned…)
Houses: But.. but..
Carol: What but, you did not hesitate to take it and smell.
Houses: You noticed?!
Carol: Of course.
All this teasing had caused my little bro to rouse out of his slumber and there as a significant tent at my pants. Carol noticed this and traced the outline it made with the tips of her fingers sending jolts of electricity running through my body, I gave an involuntary moan, thankfully it was soft and no one heard it.
Carol: You like huh?
Houses: Yes, but you should not.
Carol: Why?
Houses: Because it is not right.. (I was fast loosing conviction as I said it..)
Carol’s hand was just resting over my erect penis.
Houses: No dearest.. don’t…
It seemed the more I fought her off, the more determined she was to get some. She started to caress my penis head through the fabric of my pants, I froze again. Trying very hard to gather up the will to stop her, but each caress, ebbed away whatever will I could muster, as fast as I had the conviction, it melted away at the touch of her hands. This was a very dangerous battle and I was losing it fast.
My hand seemed to take on a mind of its own, sliding down her smooth thighs from her knees to her crotch area, I could feel her heat. I was thinking in my head WTF am I doing..
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Bro Houses, did you see Carol’s cameltoe through the spandex after she removed her panties?
Quite hard.. she had a long coat. But when she sat down next to me.. well…
I could feel her heat. I was thinking in my head WTF am I doing..
My hand stopped just at the edge of where her thigh met her pubic region. I froze, not daring to move anymore. One more inch and that would have crossed the threshold of my resolve. Carol, on the other hand had no such reservations. Her hands were squeezing my little bro through my pants, each squeeze applying more pressure than the last, till my little bro was standing so tall and erect that he was straining at the zipper of my pants wanting to burst through like an alien.
Carol: Daddy don’t stop (she whispered into my ears..)
Hearing her call me daddy made it all the more excruciating. It was painful, here was a girl, no woman that I fantasized about, and now she was giving herself willingly, I was gonna cock-block myself?
Carol: Daddy.. continue.
Houses: No honey we really shouldn’t.
Carol: You don’t love me?
Houses: Of course I do, that is why I don’t want to..
Carol: But why? I want my first of all these experiences to be with you.
Houses: Why would you want that?
Carol: I have seen the way you take care of god-ma and my mum and that turns me on. What better person to take my firsts.
Houses: What do you mean by firsts?
Carol: My first kiss, my first time, my first everything..
Houses: Wait, hold on a minute. You mean you are a total virgin? You have not kissed any boys at all?
Carol: I pretend that I have and act all cool and stuff in school, but yes, I am unexplored. (She added a heavy emphasis on unexplored.)
That made my little bro strain even more, as if to say what the hell are you trying to do to me. You have an open invitation, let me being the assault.
Houses: Then shouldn’t you want to save it for someone really special?
Carol: I am saving it for someone really special…
Houses: Great! Then we should not do this.. it is…
Before I could finish. Carol interrupted me.
Carol: I am saving it for someone special.
At this point she turned and faced me and her hands cupped my face and she said in a really sultry, but innocent voice.
Carol: That someone really special is you.
The silence was deafening to me, but in the background, you could hear the noise of the tour guide talking to Yvonne and my wife and you could hear Zoe snoring away. The hum of the car engine could be heard as also the rolling rubber of the tyres on the asphalt.
Houses: But how can we.. I am your da..
Before I could finish, Carol planted a very inexperienced clumsy kiss on my lips. I brought my hands up to try and push her away but ended up making contact with her boobs, as I pushed, she clung on to me for dear life and moaned through her kiss. I pursed my lips hoping to stop her, but she was insistent, and kept leaning into me and giving me forceful pecks on the lips. This was not helping my situation at all. I tried to break free but as I was sitting in a corner, I had no where to run.
Yvonne: Carol! Houses! Is everything ok?
That broke the kiss and Carol hurriedly disentangled herself from me.
Carol: Yes mum we are fine.. (in an annoyed voice)
Houses: Yup, we are ok. I managed to stammer.
Yvonne: What do we want to have for dinner?
Carol: How about Yakiniku?
My wife: Sounds great, the usual spot?
Houses: Yes, the usual spot.
With that Yvonne and my wife resumed their chat with the tour guide..
Carol: Now where were we?
An she began her clumsy attempts at kissing me again. This time she even tried to get some tongue. I could feel my will power wearing out. The devil on my shoulder slowly but surely beating the angel into submission. The halo was not so shiny and the tunic not so white anymore.
The voice that whispered in my ears. You know you want to.
The voice that whispered in my ears. You know you want to.
It seemed like I was frozen into an icicle. The continual kisses coming from Carol like soft rain in summer. Never ending, each drop seeming to linger on you before dissipating into nothingness. I don’t remember when I started to respond, but slowly my mind became aware of my lips reciprocating Carol’s the pressure started to build and I could feel my lips pressed against hers.
Her arms reached around my neck like some octopus tentacles, caught in their grip, I could not escape. My body reacted to her wants, my hands dropped past the line, inbetween her legs. My mind was struggling to come to terms with what I was doing, with the fact that I was touching her most private of parts although through her spandex leggings, but I could feel every curve of her pubic region, the folds of her lips, the heat of her core. It the part where I was rubbing was slowly starting to get moist. There was a faint odour of her smell. I was hoping it would not be too obvious.
I could not take it much longer, I pulled my moistened fingers to my mouth and sucked it, her smell just faintly wafting to my nose. She tasted slightly sweet, a bit salty. But to me it was delicious. It seemed so forbidden, so taboo what I was doing, like one of those Japanese porn movies where the actors ride in the back of a van and do the deed.
Carol: Daddy you like how I taste?
Why did she have to use daddy? Why? I thought in my head, it was so wrong to hear it as I did love her like a daughter but oh so exciting and arousing.
Houses: … yes (in a soft whisper)
Carol: Kiss me again.
Houses: Ermm… okay..
But instead of going for her lips, I knelt down in the space between the chairs and positioned my mouth at her pubic region and started sucking. My lips clamped on to her mons and my tongue started to caress the sides of her fold, occasionally flicking over her bud which sent electric shocks causing her to convulse.
Carol: Ennnn… (trying not to make too much noise)
I looked up seeing this prize that I had wanted had fantasized about for the longest time. Her eyes were closed. Her nose scrunched up. Her lips pursed together in pleasure. It was so innocent, yet so wanton. By then I had lost all inhibitions and was hungrily taking in all she had to give. My hands reached under her top, flesh on flesh as I traced the slow path towards her other prizes.
Her skin felt smooth to the touch, and as my fingers reached the underwire part of her bra, Carol did a sharp take of breath. I paused momentarily and as she exhaled, slipped under her bra. My hands coming into contact with her nipples. She had about B cup breasts just nice for me. As I began to knead and suck, her body lost all volition of its own, reciprocating in a trance like state, responding to each of my minute movements, responding to me. It was like being a conductor in an orchestra, moving her body to my rhythms. Soon the sucking and kneading and tweaking sent her over the edge. Her thighs clamped onto the sides of my head, her hands gripped my hair as I felt the fabric that was in contact with my mouth get soaking wet. Her mouth was open in a silent scream, her body arched back shoving her pussy directly into my waiting mouth as I sucked and drank all of her nectar.
Time seemed to stop just for a minute before Carol started to breath again. I was still crouched in the space between the seats and had moved myself away from Carol towards my seat when out of nowhere, Zoe groggily said..
Zoe: what is happening?
Carol: Nothing.. I had cramps.
Zoe: Dad? Why are you down there?
As she could not see me, I quickly took a sweet out of my pocket and stood up and held up the sweet.
Houses: Just looking for my sweet dear.
Zoe’s eyes lit up as she saw the sweet and snatched it out of my hands..
Zoe: Mine!
Carol looked at me and I looked at her, she placed a finger on my lips, pulled me close and whispered
Carol: Now you are mine…
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Carol: Now you are mine…
Those words rang ominously as we settled down for the remainder of the trip back to the hotel. Zoe had gone back to sleep and Carol wrapped herself around me like an octopus. The plus side is I get to feel her up anytime I want. But do I really want to continue with this? Part of me wished I had not done what I did, the other half of me was ecstatic. The devil on my shoulder whispered, welcome to paradise. The angel whispered you are on the slippery slope to hell.
I was tormented but my hands stayed glued to Carol’s pussy, I felt the wetness in her tights and every so often, I would give it a rub and bring it to my nose to smell her scent. Slowly, the rocking motion of the bus also sent me off to sleep. The next thing I knew, I was being awoken by Yvonne.
Yvonne: Houses get up! We are at the hotel.
Groggily I opened my eyes, Carol nowhere to be seen. Was I just dreaming about what happened in the car? Did I really eat Carol out? It seemed like such a disjointed feeling.
Yvonne leaned in and gave me a quick kiss.
Yvonne: Just so you don’t forget me.
Gave me a wink and tried to pull me up from my seat. I fended her off and said..
Houses: I can stand on my own, its ok.
Yvonne: Grumpy huh?
Houses: No just groggy.
With that Yvonne turned and left and I followed and thanked the tour guide and driver on my way out. I brought my hand to my nose and there it was, the distinct smell of pussy, was it Carol’s?
I headed to the gents to wash off the scent of pussy from my hands before joining my wife and Yvonne who had gone to the lounge for drinks. Yvonne was having a marguerita and my wife was having Hendricks. I ordered a whiskey and asked where the girls were.
My wife: They have gone up to the room to freshen up before dinner.
Houses: Don’t you both want to freshen up as well?
Unanimously: No, we are fine, we’d rather just sit here and chill and enjoy the Jazz band.
Houses: I might go up for a quick freshen up.
My wife: Suit yourself.
I felt I really needed a shower to wash away the guilt that was running through me. I bade my leave and went up to the room, after downing the whiskey shot. It hit me hard like liquid fire burning down my insides.
Dinner was a pleasant affair, with Zoe sitting next to me and my wife on the other side, but Carol kept using her legs to play footsies with me under the table, and everytime I would look at her, she would give me this impish smile and wink.
Zoe: Dad, can you cook me more of the wagyu tongue, I am about to finish my last piece.
Houses: Sure thing honey.
I said as I placed another piece on the charcoal grill.
We just ate and talked and ate and talked. It was about 12 midnight before we all rolled out of the restaurant. Yvonne, my wife and Zoe wanted to take the taxi back to the hotel, I said I would walk back as it was about a 40min walk. All of a sudden, Carol pipped up and said she would walk with me to keep me company.
Initially Yvonne did not like the idea and I was trying hard to persuade Carol to go back in the taxi, but in the end, her whinging won out as Yvonne agreed to let her walk back with me.
Yvonne: Take care of your daughter ok?
Houses: I will. (Little did she know… )
We got the rest of them into a taxi before beginning our walk back to the hotel. There was a fruit stall that was nearby that opened late, I wondered if it was still open so suggested we take a slight detour to go find it.
Carol: Whatever you want to do daddy, as long as I get to spend time with you.
Spoken like a schoolgirl with a huge crush. I got the hint in her tone of voice and immediately felt guilty.
Houses: Lets go shall we?
Putting her hand in mine, Carol gripped my hand tightly and said..
Carol: Lead the way dad.
The way to what I wondered in my head.
We found the fruit stall, it was still open, there were some apples and strawberries for sale, even though this was a road side stall, the strawberries were still presented neatly in a nice box, thought the price was much cheaper than the supermarket.
Carol: Daddy can we get the strawberries, I like strawberries.
I proceeded to get that and some apples for all of us to share. Purchase in hand, we proceeded to walk back to the hotel.
Carol: Daddy can we stop by a Lawsons to get that strawberry mocha ice-cream?
Houses: Sure thing.
Feeling that the relationship was going back to normal, I began to relax a bit.
Feeling that the relationship was going back to normal, I began to relax a bit.
As we walked back towards the hotel we passed by one Lawsons, Carol ran in to see if they had her mocha ice-cream. To her dismay, they just sold out. All she could do was look forlornly at the empty space in the freezer which showed they used to have it.
Houses: Its ok sweetheart, there are a few more Lawson’s along the way, we can check the others too.
On hearing that she brightened up and took hold of my hand and started to pull me out of the shop.
We continued walking up towards the hotel Carol’s hand in mine, walking like we were lovers rather than a “father and daughter” relationship. She had her head on my arm, she was not that tall but clung close to me as we walking in the cold night air.
Without warning Carol said: Dad, do you know what a love hotel is?
Houses: A what?! (I sputtered)
Carol: Love hotel, what is it?
Houses: Erm, how did you find out about such things young lady?
Carol: Duh! The internet?!
Houses: But how did you know to look such things up?
Carol: Well… (looking at my shyly)
Houses: Well?
Carol: Well… considering that we hardly have any time ALONE.. and I do want to have my first love making session this trip, I have been looking at getting a place we can spend a few hours alone together.
On hearing this, I started to panic a little, I thought we would have time to ease into this maybe, or that maybe she would forget her little fantasy. Much as I would hate to lose the opportunity to make love to this goddess, I was trying very hard still to be Mr. Nice.
Houses: What’s the rush sweetheart?
Carol: I want to leave Japan a woman.
Houses: Aren’t you one now?
Carol: You know what I mean.. dad!
Houses: Isn’t it kind of rushed? We only have a few days left in Osaka.
Carol: EXACTLY!
At that point, I think Mr. Nice lost the fight as well, I thought in my head, heck it, if this is what she wants, then who am I to argue. Better me than some loser guy who does not love her and just wants to get into her pants. I stopped walking and we were on the bridge at the Dontonburi river. The air was crisp and there were still a few people walking around. As we stood by the river, I cupped her petite face in mine and stared hard into those mesmerising eyes of hers.
Houses: Carol, my sweetheart, is this what you really want?
Carol stared back, never flinching and her gaze held mine, she stared right back into the depths of my soul, entrenching herself even further.
Carol: Yes, dad. I want you to show me. I want you to be my first.
It was so weird hearing that, especially her calling me dad when she was thinking of having me make love to her. It left me wondering in my head, what was going through hers..
Houses: Very well then, if this is what you want, lets find a way of making it happen.
Carol: I knew you would come round sooner or later.
With that she tiptoed and gave me a kiss on the lips, one that I eagerly returned this time, without inhibitions and without hesitation. My arms went around her and time just stood still. Stepping away from her, I saw a tiny snowflake land on her nose. She must have felt it as she looked up into the sky.
Carol: It’s snowing!
One could not have imagined a more perfect scenario.
Houses: Let’s get back to the hotel shall we?
Carol: Ok, but let’s take a very very SLOW walk. Besides you still owe me mochi ice-cream!
Hand in hand we walked back towards the hotel. Occasionally stealing kisses from each other. In my mind, I am thinking, I am so dead.
In my mind, I am thinking, I am so dead.
As we only had about three days left in Osaka, it did not leave Carol and I much time to plan this, needless to say, we took a long time to get back to the hotel that night. I had my hands all over her sweet nubile body which she willingly offered up to me.
Upon arriving at the hotel, I pulled her towards the business centre which at that time of the night was empty, she was still eating the mochi ice-cream that I had bought for her as she followed me into the business centre. I led her to one of the computer rooms entered and closed the door behind us.
Carol: What are we doing here?
Houses: What does it look like?
Carol: Erm, you wanna check your emails?
Houses: No silly, I wanna check you.
On hearing that, Carol blushed. Who would have thought that she could still blush after all she had said and done with me.
Houses: Come here.
Carol meekly obeyed. She sashayed towards me, still nibbling on her mocha ice-cream. As she closed the distance between us, I reached out to grab her waist to pull her in. As she was taking a bite of her mochi ice-cream, I planted a kiss on her lips and I slowly used my tongue to pry her lips open, I could feel the coldness of the mocha ice-cream as our tongues became entwined, swirling the ice-cream between us.
My hands had lowered themselves and gone for her butt, that amazing butt, so firm, yet round and supple. I could not resist anymore and let myself roam her body freely. Having her was intoxicating, and very dangerous. But I think it all added to my excitement. I wasted no time in unzipping her coat, soon, it fell to the floor in a heap at her feet. She had a lulu lemon stretch fit top underneath that and it accentuated her assets beautifully. Her breasts were just the right size for my hands to get hold of as I moved my hands from her butt, along her waistline up towards her breasts. As I reached her underboob, I moved my hands so as to cup both of her breasts at the same time from below. Slowly kneading them, using my thumb to trace circles around them till I reached the peak.
This caused a moan to escape from her lips. Her hands hanging limply at her sides, her body entranced in my spell. Her mochi ice-cream dripping onto the floor. I leaned back to have a look at Carol, standing there eyes closed in ecstasy. My hands went to the zipper in her lulu lemon top, and I undid that very slowing, like I was unwrapping the most important Christmas present.
The anticipation was killing me, but I wanted to take my time with this.
As I pulled the zip downwards, I could see bronzed flesh of the nape of her neck, calling out to be kissed. I resisted. I continued to pull the zip downwards, slowly revealing the top of her boobs, the half globes showing out of her lacy pink bra was even more enticing, but I persisted. The zip sliding ever lower, soon, I saw the front connector of her bra, holding the two cups together, she had a front hook bra, I thought to myself. The zip went past her navel, revealing a smooth flat stomach and finally, it was undone, the halves of her lulu lemon top parting like Moses parted the red sea. There she stood, half undressed, looking intently back at me.
My hands then did another run this time, back upwards, from her thighs to her waist, coming together at her stomach as they moved upwards in unison, this time she shivered slightly at the skin on skin contact, but I was already seeking my prize, that clip that held the halves of the bra that covered her breasts.
Still Carol did not move, but observed me intently, making little cooing noises to show she appreciated being touched. As I reached the clasp and undid it, her pink bra also fell aside revealing to me a pair of proud breasts, nipples hard and pointing in salute. One of my hands went to circle her breast, the other reached for the mochi ice-cream. In an instant, I used it to coat her breasts with her pink nipples with ice-cream, causing Carol to squeal as the cold hit her breasts.
Carol: Dad! Why did yo….
She stopped speaking as my lips closed around her nipples, my tongue licking off the ice-cream as I swirled it around her peaks, tasting both the ice-cream and her at the same time.
Carol: Unn.. engg.. mmmm…
Carol: Unn.. engg.. mmmm…
I continued my assault on her breasts with my mouth while my hands were making their way past the elastic of her skirt, pulling it downwards. Soon, it also joined the rest of her clothing on the floor of the computer room and Carol was left with just her pantyhose and panty on. Through her black hose, I could see her pink lace panties which hid the ultimate prize for me.
I really wanted to just rip it all off and take her there and then. But I knew I had to build it up for Carol. I needed her to want more. I continued to slowly tease her. I ran my hands up and down her pantyhose clad legs, lingering at her crotch before going down again and up again each time passing, touching a different area. I noticed she was sensitive around the back of her knees. I filed that away for future reference. The next pass upwards, I lingered slightly longer at her crotch, giving it a good rub through her hose and panty, you could smell the nectar flowing from her flower.
At the same time, I did not forget her nipples and breasts, occasionally returning to pay them attention that they deserve. Carol was putty in my hands at the moment.
The area between her thighs was fast getting wet. On my fifth pass up her legs, I slipped my hands into the elastic of her panty hose and began the arduous task of taking them off. Inch by agonizing inch, I lowered them past her hips, her crotch area, at the same time relishing the feel of her lace panty on my skin as I moved her house past her crotch.
Once I could see the fabric of her panties and their shocking pink colour, I looked intently at her mound, she was almost clean shaven, with very little hair down there, I could resist no longer and paused the removal of her pantyhose to bury my face between her thighs. My nose was the first to make contact with her pubic region, the aromas that filled it went straight to my dick, causing my little bro to strain in my pants. I swear I could not have been harder in my entire life.
All this while Carol just stood there making cooing and appreciative noises. Her eyes were closed and her head tilted to one side as she surrendered her body for my pleasure.
With all my might I stopped smelling her crotch and forced myself to remove her pantyhose. As I rolled it off her tiny feet, one by one, Carol lifted each leg to accommodate. I made her sit with her legs splayed on the leather computer chair, she sat a leaned back against the high backed chair, it was a mixed picture of innocence and wantonness. She looked like a doll, just waiting to be used. As she sat there eyes closed in expectancy, I could not help but take a few quick snaps with my rooted phone. She did not know as I had my camera on silent.
I knelt between her legs as my hands continued to caress them, whilst using my mouth to kiss her, which she eagerly returned, her hands found some life now and started to touch me all over, further increasing the tension in my pants.
I started to trail kisses from her lips to her ear lobe, down her neck, to the valley between her globes, then the right breast and nipple and then the left breast and nipple, coming back to the valley before proceeding southwards. This time kissing her bare skin. I was going slow and relishing the moment. As I got to her stomach, she let out a soft moan. My mouth continued its journey downwards finally coming into contact with the lace band of her panty. As I continued kissing, I used my hands to remove her panty at the pace that I was proceeding so that I only kissed skin and soon enough, I felt the soft tuft of her pubic region against my face as she lifted her butt to allow me to remove the panty altogether.
Finally, she was nude before me. I brought her panty to my nose for a sniff and noticed her crotch patch was wet. Sure enough looking down, I saw something glistening between the petal folds of her flower.
Not being able to take it any longer I used my tongue to lick up the nectar, causing her to shiver and moan even more.
Carol: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm……………….ahhhh….mmmmmmmmmm m
Slowly I parted her petals to reveal virgin pussy, unspoiled and all mine for the taking. I loved her scent and her taste and it was evident it was driving me wild. For the second time today, I got to eat her out, but this time, without anything between me and my prize. I used all the oral skills I had on her, sucking her bud, alternating between my tongue fucking her pussy and licking her folds. Soon enough, that familiar feeling was rising in Carol as her body began to tense and her moans became slightly louder as she used her hands to push my face into her pussy seeking her release.
Carol: AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH……………….
As she began to squirt on my face as I drunk up as much of the nectar as I could.
She arched her back nipples pointing at my face inviting me in, I used my right hand to finger fuck her through her orgasm and clamped my lips over one nipple with my mouth while my left hand had the other one, twisting and pinching it.
Carol: Sto…pp… no… sto… ppp. …no.. I … ca… nnot… take.. it… da….d… sto…..p
I refused to pay her heed as I could feel her second orgasm coming along and continued to arouse her, past her second, third all the way through her sixth orgasm before I allowed her limp body to slump back into the chair.
You could see the muscles in her stomach contract spasmodically and her vagina was pulsing from coming so many times. Her head was thrown back and her limbs hung from either side of the chair. I quickly took another few more pictures while she was “out” for a while, even taking close ups of her nipples, her vagina for keep sake.
As she came to, she was breathing hard and groggily looked at me, with a smile on her face.
Carol: My turn.
Houses: Your turn?
Carol: My turn to give you some release.
By that time, little head was screaming for some action so I did not stop her as she pulled me closer so she could clumsily undo my belt and unbutton my chinos. I just stood there allowing them to fall to the ground. As my pants fell away, Carol was left looking at my penis straining against my CK briefs. As she was sitting down, her face was eye level with my dick. Tentatively she touched it through my briefs but as they were the cotton spandex type and quite thin, I could feel many sensations as her small delicate fingers traced the length of my penis. She started at the head and traced all the way down to my balls, causing my penis to twitch. You could see a wet patch forming at the tip.
Carol: Dad… you like huh?
Houses: Very much. Don’t stop.
I said as the roles were quickly reversing. Now I was standing there putty in her hands. She continued to play with my little bro, getting him to maximum rock hardness, all this without removing my briefs.
Eventually, curiosity got the better of her and she moved her hands to the elastic band of my briefs and pulled them down. My little bro sprang up standing proud just millimetres from her mouth.
Houses: Lick the tip. (I said)
Gently, I felt the warmth of her tongue flick across the eye of my penis, with it her first taste of pre-cum.
Carol: Interesting taste dad. (She said as she came in for another lick)
This time, she stayed a bit longer, licking around my head and kissing my little bro. She was clumsy and inexperienced one could tell, but I was still getting electric shocks through my system.
Houses: Suck it like a lollipop.
Carol: Huh?
Houses: Use your mouth and suck me.
Her first try got me wincing as her teeth grated along the length of my shaft. She noticed…
Carol: Sorry.. sorry, did I hurt you..
Houses: It’s ok sweetheart, just not with your teeth the next time.
Carol was a fast learner and her second pass was much better, soon she was sucking me like a pro, using her saliva and my pre-cum to assist in the lubrication, it was amazing that a mouth as dainty as hers could take my dick. Carol was going at it with gusto and I began to feel the beginnings of an eruption coming.
Houses: I am cuming.
When she heard that, she froze, not knowing what to do. As I did not want to lose momentum, I told her to lie back on the chair and I knelt between her legs as I used my hand to take hers to start stroking my little bro. When I could contain it no longer, I placed the tip of my little bro at her vagina opening and released a torrent of cum coating her entire vagina opening with my seed, marking my territory at the same time. Because of the lubrication, the head of my little bro slipped into the beginning of her vagina, boy was it warm and tight.
Carol: Oww..pain dad.