I'd be lying if I said I didn't marry Jennifer to eventually get to her girl Blair. Don't get me wrong, Jennifer was gorgeous, especially for forty, that's why I had initially approached her at the bar 2 class ago. But it was more daily then. She had seemed…appropriate, and cypher turn me off Sir Thomas More than that. We'd fucked a few metre and I was getting ready 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 morose auburn tomentum, slim beautiful eubstance, with a arrant ass and twain of perky young mamilla in a duo of jeans and crop top tank. The shirt read"Led Graf Zeppelin"but it might as well have read,"fuck me raw"because it emphasized the bender of her shank, her flat tum, and barely concealed her tit.
"Darren, this is my daughter, Blair."
I said nada for a instant and then regained my composure.
"Blair, amazing to meet you. And how old might you be ?"
Blair's center flicked to me, all too knowingly. Her large dark park eyes showed clearly, I get quondam guys like you staring at me all the sentence. I bet.
"Almost 16."She said, I didn't miss the"almost"Jesus, 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 blur, all I do think back, was that I had cummed hard that Nox into her mom, imagining her.
***
Soon after that I married Jennifer. The ceremony was minuscule, but seeing Anthony Charles Lynton Blair in a sexy maid of honor clothes, tomentum done up with delicate modest T. H. White flowers made her look like she was fey, and it took everything in my power to keep my middle off of her as I read my vows to my married woman.

They moved into my big five bedroom home, and for Blair's 16th birthday we had a consortium party. She came out in a strappy black Bikini and paid me no judgment as her friends crowded around her, Jennifer and I supervising from the kitchen.
"Hope she liked her gifts…"Jennifer said, looking tired after cooking for the entire cortege.
"I think she's liked them all so far."I responded. Jennifer raised an eyebrow.
"So, far ?"
I went to the garage and drove out a jet black corvette. Honking the horn, all the teenagers came out to see what the randomness was.
Blair's eyes widened when she saw the car. I stepped out of the driver's seat and gestured to her.
She came running over, looking amazing, lean and toned, tit fighting to beseech out of her black top. Staring for a moment she turned and hugged me. Her boob wet from the pool pressed against me and it took everything I had not to puff my handwriting down to her ass. I did however squeeze her tighter, feeling her body mold into my form. She pulled back and started to say thank you a thousand metre over. Then I stepped back, letting her friends crowd her and her new car.
Jennifer only shook her head and smiled.
***
I admit, the first clip I had Blair, I was a coward.
Jennifer was out at her Holy Writ social club and Blair sat curled up in an arm chair reading a book.
Her hair's-breadth hung in loose waves around her face, her entire lips slightly parted as she read, fleeceable eyes attentive to the novel. My consistence ached as I looked at her. Jen would be home at about 830, that was two full hours from now before I could put out 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 join me."
Blair rubbed her eyes, and feigned a wince.
"Oh, thanks Darren, but uh, I'm trade good. Kinda getting a headache actually. I might head to bed."
Annoyance flared up within me. shit was she getting a headache. She knew the way I looked at her, or she at to the lowest degree sensed it. In a moment, I changed tactic.
"Well then let me get you something for your head."
"Oh, no thank you, I'm-"
"I insist Anthony Charles Lynton Blair, if you have a cephalalgia, you should take something for it."
With that, I turned and went into my toilet, opening the music cabinet I grabbed my Ambian proscribed for me to counter those long sleepless nights at the office.
I filled a cup with water, and strode back out.
I handed the pills and water supply to Tony Blair who looked at them.
"What…are they ?"
"An off steel 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 watch ever so often, I walked back into the way. Tony Blair lay on the armchair, book of account on chest, trunk askew.
She was gorgeous. Fast asleep with sonorous 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 chair and got on top of her. Her body beneath mine I knew I had to receive her. But first, her organic structure. I had to see her whole body.

Unzipping the binding of her dress, I slid the wear off of her to reveal a sinister strapless braw, and a melanise lash. Jesus she was hot. Removing her bra I was rewarded with perky orotund tits bouncing out. felicitous to be freed from their prison. Her pap hardened quickly to the change in temperature and I moved my hand down them, cupping a breast before drawing the mammilla into my mouth and suction and nibbling it. Then I moved my manpower down, feeling the bend of her hips as I slid her black panties down to her ankles. She was smoothly shaved and I felt my kernel hammer as my cock bulged in my pants.
I had her. I finally had her.
Unbuckling my belt ammunition, I slid my drop-off down to release my pecker.
I was large, and pulsing, and I felt elbow grease already building on my brow as I positioned myself against her warm soft flesh.
I finally pulled the induction. I began to shove and enroll her. Her soundbox raw and unready for my entry. Her hip joint lifted with my movement and I began to thrust into her. inch my inch going in.
While at initiatory I rubbed her raw, finally her pussy began to get wet for me. I pumped harder, and tough still. Forcing myself mystifying into her. I felt a barrier but kept press, finally I felt a jolting pop inside her, and realized with erotic satisfaction, holy shit. She's a virgin.
My cock was so rock difficult I thought I might break her, but her body shuttering under my weight and force remained understood and unconscious. I ran my hands through her soft beautiful hairsbreadth, breathing it in as I fucked her dumbfound teenage body.
I pressed my mouth to hers and fucked and kissed her until I could halt back no longer, pulling out, I came on her belly. My seminal fluid spilling onto her naked form.
Exhausted I turned and lay down at her slope. Spent, but wanting more.
"Oh Anthony Charles Lynton Blair child, you're fucking amazing."I whispered to her, knowing she couldn't hear a word.
I lay on my face next to her. Imagining the sounds she would have made if she had been conscious for her first prison term. Would she be crying now ? Or begging for me to ride her more ?

The next morning she awoke clothed on the arm chair, book in lap.
"Sleep 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 Nox in a chair."I laughed, handing her some coffee. She smiled and rolled her eyes.

The next few calendar week were excruciating. I couldn't stop mentation of being inner her… And had I known she was a virgin ? I needed to stimulate her again. I waited again for Jennifer's playscript club meeting before deciding to fix my motion. I needed to think this out really well. Blair wasn't easy, or easily manipulated. I couldn't count on her not to secernate, but I wanted her awake for it all. I decided I would proposition her firstly, and if that didn't workplace, I'd go to more extreme measures.
"I'm headed out you two !"Jennifer called from the figurehead door.
"Alright Dear, have fun."
"Bye Mom !"
I heard the door close, and I poured some wine.
Blair walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge to scour for dinner.
"Why don't we eat out tonight."I said
She looked unsettled."Come on, anywhere you like."
She smiled,"Alright, but somewhere just. I can't eat anymore thai left overs."
I smiled,"I know just the situation. Go try on what I left on your bed and we'll get out of here."
She raised her brow and ran up to her room. When she came down I just about came right then and there.
Her knocker were perfectly accentuated in a knee duration Au dress. It hugged her waist 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 Japanese restaurant down town and when the server came by I ordered us both wine. The waiter didn't card her, but he was also drooling as he ogled her. When he left she whispered,
"I can take 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 Tony Blair"I said as she finished her second glassful of wine.
"What's that ?"
I pulled out a compendious grim box, and snapped it open to let out a very sparkly baseball field 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 oculus, 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 feel away, but her centre grew less warm.
"What, like a whore ?"
"Like a schoolmarm. Like a gift. Like the seductress you are. You must know, know what you do to me. You know I must cause you."
She started to take out her hand away from the table, and I grabbed it.
"Just once Blair. Once, and you can have whatever you want."
Now she did depend away.
"I haven't… I've never…done that before."
If only she knew.
"I'll make it mild for you. Gentle. You'll be a goddess in my arms."
"Take me home."She said suddenly."I want to go home."
I snapped the necklace's box shut.
"Have it your way."
I would have it mine.
***
The driveway family was calm down. I read the clock on the splasher. 7o'clock. I drove faster and arrived five bit 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 make love how cross you are Anthony Charles Lynton Blair ?"My voice was cold and her eyes 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 result
"Who bought you this dress ?"
"Who makes sure you want for zilch, and that you're credit card is always full ?"
She yanked away from me, bust in her heart.
"I don't want any of it ! I don't want anything from you !"
Her chest heaved with her enraged breaths, she looked both very much a woman, and all too very much a young girl.
"That's because you're bollix !"
I slapped her. I didn't mean to, but I could tell the bump her as her face turned in pain in the ass. In a stunned second she didn't motion, and I pushed her, pressing her against the good of her sleek Black person corvette.
"But I'm going to construct sure you appreciate me from now on."
She started to cry in protest, but I brought my hand around to quite her. Undoing my drawers, I dragged up her tight golden nightdress, greeted by snowy lace I forcefully pulled them down as she screamed into my open decoration.
"You don't even know how unspoilt 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 amazing as I slapped it in the coldness air. It rippled, my manus print showing pink on her beautiful skin.
I spit twice into my free hand and scratch my voiceless cock smoothing in some pre-cum for further lubrication.
"Blair baby, you don't know how good you had it."
Then I slammed into her ass with as lots pressure as I could wield. Her trunk went ridged on the strong-armer and she continued to shout out into my manus. I ignored it, only focusing on my prize as her asscheeks banquet to take over me.
It was so tight I felt my putz squeeze in both pleasure and pain and I thrusted deeper still. Finding my beat as I grew more and Sir Thomas More bold.
Her screams had turned into rhythmic whimper as I pumped into her shuttering bantam frame.
"shag Anthony Charles Lynton Blair, you're so god damn hot."I moaned as I rode my dreaming female child. The girl that has haunted my dreams for far too long.
This was nix like the first time. She was hot, and awake as her body moved with mine, reacting to my every stab. I jerked my apparent motion and steered her into fits on gasping, her ass tightening and retracting as it tried to accept my full cock. Finally, I pounded into her with so much major power I felt my balls bash against her, and I bottomed out inside of her. She bucked beneath me in pain as I bruised her neck.
Her motions sent me over the edge and I felt my gumshoe pulse 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 neck to snog her softly.
She cried but did not move as I released her. Body still pinned to the hood of her car, ass out as my cum dripped out of her swollen ass.
"Now. The next clip I offer you the Earth, are you going to take it ?"
She sobbed softly and I slapped her ass strong, jolting her tender soundbox as she cried out.
"Are you going to study it I said !"
"Yes !"She cried through tears.
"Whatever you want. Please. Just let me go…"
"Get inside and wash up."I said.
"You're mother will be home soon."
She began to get up, but she stumbled. In the end I had to acquit her into bed. Tucking her in after removing her dress. She didn't move and didn't looking at at me as I did it.
As I left the room I placed the necklace on her dresser. Shutting the threshold behind me.
The future time I had her, she wouldn't conflict, of that I would attain trusted .