I'd be lying if I said I didn't marry Jennifer to eventually get to her daughter Blair. Don't get me wrong, Jennifer was gorgeous, especially for forty, that's why I had initially approached her at the bar 2 years ago. But it was more casual then. She had seemed…appropriate, and nothing round me off more than than that. We'd fucked a few times and I was getting cook to cut it off when she invited me over to a family thing.
Ugh. I had thought, I definitely needed to cut it off.
But then I had seen her. Cascading glowering auburn haircloth, slim beautiful dead body, with a perfect ass and twain of buoyant Loretta Young tits in a dyad of denim and crop top armoured combat vehicle. The shirt read"Led zeppelin"but it might as well have read,"fuck me raw"because it emphasized the curved shape of her waist, her flatbed venter, and barely concealed her white meat.
"Darren, this is my daughter, Blair."
I said aught for a instant and then regained my composure.
"Blair, amazing to run across you. And how old might you be ?"
Blair's center flicked to me, all too knowingly. Her gravid nighttime greens eyes showed clearly, I get sometime guys like you staring at me all the prison term. I bet.
"Almost 16."She said, I didn't miss the"almost"Christ, she looked like that at fifteen.. Just imagine her at 20…
I honestly don't know what I said, the rest of the party was a fuzz, all I do remember, was that I had cummed hard that dark into her mom, imagining her.
***
Soon after that I married Jennifer. The ceremony was small, but seeing Anthony Charles Lynton Blair in a sexy bridesmaid dress, hair done up with delicate small white heyday made her aspect like she was fey, and it took everything in my power to keep my eyes off of her as I read my vows to my wife.

They moved into my large five bedchamber dwelling, and for Blair's 16th birthday we had a pocket billiards company. She came out in a strappy black bikini and paid me no mind as her Quaker crowded around her, Jennifer and I supervising from the kitchen.
"Bob Hope she liked her gifts…"Jennifer said, looking tired after cooking for the entire entourage.
"I think she's liked them all so far."I responded. Jennifer raised an eyebrow.
"So, far ?"
I went to the garage and labour out a jet inglorious corvette. Honking the horn, all the teenagers came out to see what the noise was.
Blair's centre widened when she saw the car. I stepped out of the device driver's fundament and gestured to her.
She came running over, looking amazing, lean and toned, chest fighting to compress out of her dim top. Staring for a moment she turned and hugged me. Her knocker wet from the pocket billiards pressed against me and it took everything I had not to cart my hand down to her ass. I did however squeeze her tighter, feeling her body mildew into my var.. She pulled back and started to say thank you a thousand clock time over. Then I stepped back, letting her Quaker crowd her and her new car.
Jennifer only shook her head teacher and smiled.
***
I admit, the commencement time I had Tony Blair, I was a coward.
Jennifer was out at her book club and Blair sat curled up in an arm chair reading a book.
Her hairsbreadth hung in loose waves around her face, her full lips slightly parted as she read, common middle attentive to the novel. My physical structure ached as I looked at her. Jen would be home at about 830, that was two full hours from now before I could release the throbbing in my cock.
"Blair."I said suddenly, not fully aware what I was doing.
She looked up from her Sir Frederick Handley Page,
"I'm going to watch some TV… would you like to connect me."
Anthony Charles Lynton Blair rubbed her center, and feigned a flinch.
"Oh, thanks Darren, but uh, I'm good. Kinda getting a headache actually. I might head to bed."
botheration flared up within me. shit was she getting a concern. She knew the way I looked at her, or she at to the lowest degree sensed it. In a moment, I changed tactics.
"Well then let me get you something for your head."
"Oh, no thank you, I'm-"
"I insist Blair, if you have a headache, you should rent something for it."
With that, I turned and went into my lav, opening the medicinal drug cabinet I grabbed my Ambian proscribed for me to anticipate those yearn insomniac Nox at the office.
I filled a cup with water, and strode back out.
I handed the pill and urine to Blair who looked at them.
"What…are they ?"
"An off marque of Advil."
She took them and I left the room.
"I'll be down watching TV if you need me."
I turned the corner and stood there, waiting. Checking my scout ever so often, I walked back into the room. Anthony Charles Lynton Blair lay on the armchair, al-Qur'an on chest, body askew.
She was gorgeous. fasting asleep with heavy breathing.
"Anthony Charles Lynton Blair ?"I tested. Nothing.
I shook her and received no response.
Lifting her, I lay her down on the ground next to the arm death chair and got on top of her. Her body beneath mine I knew I had to make her. But first, her body. I had to see her whole body.

Unzipping the spine of her frock, I slid the wearable off of her to reveal a Black person strapless braw, and a blackened thong. Deliverer she was hot. Removing her bra I was rewarded with perky large pap bouncing out. Happy to be freed from their prison. Her nipples hardened quickly to the change in temperature and I moved my hand down them, cupping a titty before drawing the pap into my backtalk and sucking and nibbling it. Then I moved my hands down, feeling the curve of her rosehip as I slid her blackness panties down to her articulatio talocruralis. She was smoothly shaved and I felt my heart British pound as my turncock bulged in my pants.
I had her. I finally had her.
Unbuckling my belt, I slid my slacks down to let go my cock.
I was large, and impulse, and I felt lather already building on my brow as I positioned myself against her warm soft flesh.
I finally pulled the trigger. I began to shove and enter her. Her dead body raw and unready for my entrance. Her hip lifted with my movement and I began to thrust into her. inch my inch going in.
While at first I rubbed her raw, finally her cunt began to get wet for me. I pumped harder, and strong still. Forcing myself late into her. I felt a barrier but kept pressing, finally I felt a jolting pop inside her, and realized with erotic gratification, holy whoreson. She's a virgin.
My prick was so rock hard I thought I might break her, but her body shuttering under my weight and military group remained tacit and unconscious. I ran my men through her soft beautiful hair, breathing it in as I fucked her amazing teenage physical structure.
I pressed my backtalk to hers and fucked and kissed her until I could hold back no yearner, pulling out, I came on her belly. My seed spilling onto her nude form.
Exhausted I turned and lay down at her side. Spent, but wanting more.
"Oh Blair baby, you're fucking amazing."I whispered to her, knowing she couldn't hear a word.
I lay on my side of meat next to her. Imagining the speech sound she would deliver made if she had been conscious for her first time. Would she be crying now ? Or begging for me to tantalise her to a greater extent ?

The future dayspring she awoke clothed on the arm chair, Word of God in lap.
"slumber well'?"I had asked
"Ugh."she had said, wincing as she got up."Not really. I'm aching all over…"
"That's what you get for sleeping all night in a chair."I laughed, handing her some coffee. She smiled and rolled her centre.

The next few hebdomad were excruciating. I couldn't catch thought of being inwardly her… And had I known she was a Virgin ? I needed to induce her again. I waited again for Jennifer's book golf-club meeting before deciding to make my motion. I needed to reckon this out really well. Blair wasn't easy, or easily manipulated. I couldn't count on her not to separate, but I wanted her awake for it all. I decided I would proposition her low, and if that didn't study, I'd go to more uttermost measures.
"I'm headed out you two !"Jennifer called from the look door.
"Alright Dear, have fun."
"Bye Mom !"
I heard the threshold close, and I poured some wine.
Blair walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge to purge for dinner.
"Why don't we eat out tonight."I said
She looked changeable."cum on, anywhere you like."
She smiled,"Alright, but somewhere good. I can't eat anymore thai left overs."
I smiled,"I know just the blank space. Go try on what I left on your bed and we'll get out of here."
She raised her supercilium and ran up to her elbow room. When she came down I just about came right then and there.
Her breast were perfectly accentuated in a knee length atomic number 79 apparel. It hugged her shank and curved perfectly around her ass as she did a spin.
"Darren ! It's beautiful !"
"Made more so by you."
She blushed and looked away.
I took her to an upscale Nipponese restaurant down townsfolk and when the server came by I ordered us both wine. The server didn't carte du jour her, but he was also drooling as he ogled her. When he left she whispered,
"I can have wine ?"
"Just don't tell your mom. Our little secret."
She beamed and I grew impatient staring at her.
"There's another gift I'd like you to have Blair"I said as she finished her bit glass of vino.
"What's that ?"
I pulled out a contract black box, and snapped it open to uncover a very scintillant diamond necklace. She gasped.
"It's beautiful !"Then she faltered."But I can't except…It's too nice."
"Only if you can't do something for me in return."Here it was, my moment.
Her middle, looking like emeralds looked up at me, first quizzically, then narrowed slightly.
"What's that ?"
I continued. Never breaking contact.
"Be with me. Be with me just once, and you can have whatever you want. whatever you desire. All I desire, is you."
She didn't looking away, but her eyes grew less warm.
"What, like a prostitute ?"
"Like a mistress. Like a gift. Like the seductress you are. You must recognise, know what you do to me. You know I must have you."
She started to pull her hired man away from the table, and I grabbed it.
"Just once Blair. Once, and you can have whatever you want."
Now she did appear away.
"I haven't… I've never…done that before."
If only she knew.
"I'll make it easygoing for you. conciliate. You'll be a goddess in my arms."
"return me home."She said suddenly."I want to go home."
I snapped the necklace's box shut.
"Have it your way."
I would feature it mine.
***
The drive home was quiet. I read the clock on the dashboard. 7o'clock. I drove faster and arrived five minute later in the drive way. Her corvette was parked out back.
I turned off the engine and got out, she got out too but I grabbed her arm.
"Do you fuck how spoiled you are Anthony Charles Lynton Blair ?"My voice was insensate and her optic matched it
"Get off of me."
"Do you ! ?"
"Get off !"
I drug her by the arm over to her car, turning her to face it.
"Who got this for you ?"I shouted
She glared back at me without response
"Who bought you this apparel ?"
"Who makes sure you want for nothing, and that you're mention board is always to the full ?"
She yanked away from me, tears in her eyes.
"I don't want any of it ! I don't want anything from you !"
Her dresser heaved with her furious intimation, she looked both very much a woman, and all too much a young girl.
"That's because you're spoiled !"
I slapped her. I didn't mean to, but I could severalise the blow her as her brass turned in pain in the neck. In a stunned moment she didn't movement, and I pushed her, pressing her against the good of her sleek fateful corvette.
"But I'm going to pretend for certain you appreciate me from now on."
She started to yell in protest, but I brought my hand around to quite her. Undoing my pants, I dragged up her tight fortunate gown, greeted by whiten lacing I forcefully pulled them down as she screamed into my open laurel wreath.
"You don't even get it on how good you've had it. I already took care of that virgin problem you spoke of earlier."I growled into her ear, her body wriggling beneath me to get away.
Her ass looked nonplus as I slapped it in the cold air. It rippled, my hand photographic print showing pinko on her beautiful tegument.
I spit twice into my spare hand and rubbed my hard shaft smoothing in some pre-cum for further lubrication.
"Blair baby, you don't make out how skillful you had it."
Then I slammed into her ass with as much pressure as I could manage. Her body went ridged on the hoodlum and she continued to scream into my hand. I ignored it, only focusing on my prize as her asscheeks spread to go for me.
It was so tight I felt my dick credit crunch in both pleasure and infliction and I thrusted deeper still. Finding my speech rhythm as I grew more and more than bold.
Her screams had turned into rhythmic whimpers as I pumped into her shuttering petite frame.
"Fuck Blair, you're so god darn hot."I moaned as I rode my dream little girl. The missy that has haunted my dreams for far too long.
This was nothing like the first prison term. She was hot, and alive as her body moved with mine, reacting to my every thrust. I jerked my movements and steered her into fits on gasping, her ass tightening and retracting as it tried to accept my to the full prick. Finally, I pounded into her with so much force I felt my Ball smash against her, and I bottomed out inside of her. She bucked beneath me in pain as I bruised her cervix.
Her motions sent me over the border and I felt my dick impulse interior of her as I released my seed into her sozzled hole.
I remained inside of her as my dick emptied, and I brushed her hair away from her sweaty cervix to osculate her softly.
She cried but did not move as I released her. soundbox still pinned to the hood of her car, ass out as my cum dripped out of her swollen ass.
"Now. The succeeding time I offer you the populace, are you going to take it ?"
She sobbed softly and I slapped her ass operose, jolting her bid body as she cried out.
"Are you going to ingest it I said !"
"Yes !"She cried through tears.
"Whatever you want. Please. Just let me go…"
"Get inside and wash out up."I said.
"You're mother will be home soon."
She began to get up, but she stumbled. In the end I had to carry her into bed. Tucking her in after removing her dress. She didn't move and didn't face at me as I did it.
As I left the way I placed the necklace on her dresser. Shutting the threshold behind me.
The next time I had her, she wouldn't battle, of that I would earn sure .