Married For Blair ( 0 )


Anal, Cheating, First-Time, Spanking, Teen, Virginity
I'd be lying if I said I didn't marry Jennifer to eventually get to her daughter Blair. Don't get me untimely, Jennifer was gorgeous, especially for forty, that's why I had initially approached her at the bar 2 year ago. But it was more casual then. She had seemed…appropriate, and nothing turns me off Thomas More than that. We'd fucked a few sentence 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 obscure auburn tomentum, slender beautiful physical structure, with a perfect ass and pair of perky young pap in a duad of jeans and craw top storage tank. The shirt read"Led Zeppelin"but it might as well have read,"fuck me raw"because it emphasized the curvature of her waist, her compressed stomach, and barely concealed her breasts.
"Darren, this is my girl, Blair."
I said nothing for a moment and then regained my composure.
"Blair, amazing to take on you. And how old might you be ?"
Blair's eyes flicked to me, all too knowingly. Her bombastic dark jet oculus showed clearly, I get quondam guy wire like you staring at me all the clock time. 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 respite of the party was a blur, all I do call back, was that I had cummed hard that night into her mom, imagining her.
***
Soon after that I married Jennifer. The ceremony was pocket-size, but seeing Blair in a sexy bridesmaid garb, hair done up with delicate small white flowers made her look like she was fey, and it took everything in my mightiness to retain my middle off of her as I read my vows to my wife.

They moved into my magnanimous five sleeping room menage, and for Blair's 16th birthday we had a pool party. She came out in a strappy melanise bikini and paid me no judgement 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 entourage.
"I think she's liked them all so far."I responded. Jennifer raised an eyebrow.
"So, far ?"
I went to the garage and tug out a jet black corvette. Honking the cornet, all the teenagers came out to see what the noise was.
Tony Blair's oculus widened when she saw the car. I stepped out of the driver's seat and gestured to her.
She came running over, looking amazing, run and toned, tit fighting to iron out of her black top. Staring for a moment she turned and hugged me. Her tits wet from the pool pressed against me and it took everything I had not to drag my hand down to her ass. I did however tweet her tighter, feeling her trunk mold into my form. She pulled back and started to say thank you a thousand times over. Then I stepped back, letting her champion crowd her and her new car.
Jennifer only shook her head and smiled.
***
I admit, the first time I had 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 hair hung in loose wafture around her aspect, her full lip slightly parted as she read, commons eyes attentive to the novel. My body 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 mindful what I was doing.
She looked up from her Thomas Nelson Page,
"I'm going to watch some TV… would you like to join me."
Blair rubbed her oculus, and feigned a wince.
"Oh, thanks Darren, but uh, I'm good. Kinda getting a headache actually. I might manoeuvre to bed."
annoying flared up within me. Irish bull was she getting a headache. She knew the way I looked at her, or she at least sensed it. In a moment, I changed tactics.
"wellspring 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 hire something for it."
With that, I turned and went into my toilet, opening the medicament cabinet I grabbed my Ambian proscribed for me to forestall those long sleepless Night at the office.
I filled a cup with water, and strode back out.
I handed the pills and water system to Anthony Charles Lynton Blair who looked at them.
"What…are they ?"
"An off stain of Advil."
She took them and I left the room.
"I'll be down watching TV if you need me."
I turned the recession and stood there, waiting. Checking my watch ever so often, I walked back into the room. Tony Blair lay on the armchair, playscript on chest, body askew.
She was gorgeous. Fast asleep with labored breathing.
"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 have her. But low gear, her dead body. I had to see her unhurt body.

Unzipping the back of her wearing apparel, I slid the wear off of her to uncover a ignominious strapless braw, and a black thong. Savior she was hot. Removing her bra I was rewarded with perky large tits bouncing out. happy to be freed from their prison. Her nipple hardened quickly to the modification in temperature and I moved my hand down them, cupping a white meat before drawing the nipple into my mouth and sucking and nibbling it. Then I moved my hands down, feeling the curvature of her pelvic girdle as I slid her black pantie down to her mortise joint. She was smoothly shaved and I felt my heart pound as my cock bulged in my pant.
I had her. I finally had her.
Unbuckling my belt, I slid my slack down to relinquish my cock.
I was large, and impulse, and I felt effort already building on my eyebrow as I positioned myself against her warm up soft flesh.
I finally pulled the trigger. I began to shove and enrol her. Her body raw and unready for my unveiling. Her hips lifted with my social movement and I began to thrust into her. edge my in going in.
While at get-go I rubbed her raw, finally her puss began to get wet for me. I pumped harder, and harder still. Forcing myself deep into her. I felt a barrier but kept pressing, finally I felt a jolting pop inside her, and realized with erotic satisfaction, holy asshole. She's a virgin.
My cock was so rock hard I thought I might check her, but her body shuttering under my weight and strength remained mum and unconscious. I ran my hired man through her easygoing beautiful hair's-breadth, breathing it in as I fucked her perplex teenage body.
I pressed my mouth to hers and fucked and kissed her until I could entertain back no thirster, pulling out, I came on her belly. My seeded player spilling onto her bare form.
Exhausted I turned and lay down at her side. Spent, but wanting more.
"Oh Blair infant, you're fucking amazing."I whispered to her, knowing she couldn't hear a word.
I lay on my slope next to her. Imagining the sounds she would have made if she had been witting for her first time. Would she be crying now ? Or begging for me to ride her more ?

The succeeding 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 night in a chair."I laughed, handing her some coffee tree. She smiled and rolled her eyes.

The next few weeks were excruciating. I couldn't stoppage thinking of being inside her… And had I known she was a virgin ? I needed to have her again. I waited again for Jennifer's book nightspot meeting before deciding to piddle my move. I needed to call back this out really well. Anthony Charles Lynton Blair wasn't easy, or easily manipulated. I couldn't numeration on her not to tell, but I wanted her awake for it all. I decided I would proposition her first, and if that didn't work, I'd go to more extreme measures.
"I'm headed out you two !"Jennifer called from the front door.
"Alright beloved, have fun."
"Bye Mom !"
I heard the threshold 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 uncertain."semen on, anywhere you like."
She smiled,"Alright, but somewhere respectable. 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 eyebrows and ran up to her elbow room. When she came down I just about came right then and there.
Her titty were perfectly accentuated in a knee joint length gold frock. It hugged her waistline 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 township and when the waiter 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 ingest wine ?"
"Just don't tell your mom. Our small secret."
She beamed and I grew impatient staring at her.
"There's another gift I'd like you to consume Tony Blair"I said as she finished her bit glass of wine-colored.
"What's that ?"
I pulled out a compact dim box, and snapped it out-of-doors to reveal a very sparkly 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 optic, 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 look away, but her middle grew less warm.
"What, like a sporting lady ?"
"Like a schoolmarm. Like a gift. Like the seductress you are. You must cognize, know what you do to me. You know I must make you."
She started to pluck her hand away from the board, and I grabbed it.
"Just once Blair. Once, and you can give birth whatever you want."
Now she did look away.
"I haven't… I've never…done that before."
If only she knew.
"I'll make it soft for you. Gentle. You'll be a goddess in my arms."
"takings 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 drive place was quiet. I read the clock on the dashboard. 7o'clock. I drove faster and arrived five minutes later in the force back way. Her corvette was parked out back.
I turned off the locomotive and got out, she got out too but I grabbed her arm.
"Do you be intimate how bodge you are Tony 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 present it.
"Who got this for you ?"I shouted
She glared back at me without answer
"Who bought you this wearing apparel ?"
"Who makes sure you want for nothing, and that you're course credit card is always 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 chest heaved with her furious breaths, she looked both very much a woman, and all too much a new girl.
"That's because you're spoiled !"
I slapped her. I didn't mean value to, but I could tell the black eye her as her facial expression turned in pain. In a stunned moment she didn't motion, and I pushed her, pressing her against the trade good of her satiny fatal corvette.
"But I'm going to crap sure you appreciate me from now on."
She started to shout in protest, but I brought my mitt around to quite her. Undoing my drawers, I dragged up her tight golden gown, greeted by albumen lace I forcefully pulled them down as she screamed into my open palm tree.
"You don't even know how right 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 bewilder as I slapped it in the frigidity air. It rippled, my hired man mark showing pink on her beautiful skin.
I spit twice into my free bridge player and rubbed my hard turncock smoothing in some pre-cum for encourage lubrication.
"Blair infant, you don't be intimate how good you had it."
Then I slammed into her ass with as often pressure as I could deal. Her body went ridged on the bonnet and she continued to scream into my mitt. I ignored it, only focusing on my plunder as her asscheeks cattle ranch to take on me.
It was so wet I felt my putz squeeze in both pleasure and annoyance and I thrusted profoundly still. Finding my rhythm as I grew more and more bold.
Her sidesplitter had turned into rhythmic whimper as I pumped into her shuttering bantam frame.
"Fuck Blair, you're so god damn hot."I moaned as I rode my pipe dream little girl. The girl that has haunted my dream for far too long.
This was nothing like the first sentence. 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 full stopcock. Finally, I pounded into her with so much power I felt my clod bash against her, and I bottomed out inside of her. She bucked beneath me in botheration as I bruised her cervix.
Her gesture sent me over the edge and I felt my hawkshaw pulse inside of her as I released my cum into her fuddled hole.
I remained inside of her as my dick emptied, and I brushed her tomentum away from her sweaty neck to kiss her softly.
She cried but did not move as I released her. Body still pinned to the hoodlum of her car, ass out as my cum dripped out of her swollen ass.
"Now. The succeeding time I offer you the humans, are you going to take it ?"
She sobbed softly and I slapped her ass hard, jolting her legal tender body as she cried out.
"Are you going to take it I said !"
"Yes !"She cried through tears.
"Whatever you want. Please. Just let me go…"
"Get inside and dampen up."I said.
"You're mother will be home soon."
She began to get up, but she stumbled. In the end I had to sway her into bed. Tucking her in after removing her garb. She didn't movement and didn't facial expression at me as I did it.
As I left the room I placed the necklace on her chest. Shutting the door behind me.
The next time I had her, she wouldn't conflict, of that I would make sure .
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