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 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 cypher turns me off More than that. We'd fucked a few times and I was getting set to cut it off when she invited me over to a household affair.
Ugh. I had thought, I definitely needed to cut it off.
But then I had seen her. Cascading drear auburn hair, slim beautiful consistence, with a perfect ass and pair of perky young mamilla in a pair of jeans and crop top cooler. The shirt read"Led zeppelin"but it might as well have read,"fuck me raw"because it emphasized the curve of her waist, her flat stomach, and barely concealed her breasts.
"Darren, this is my girl, Blair."
I said nothing for a moment and then regained my composure.
"Tony Blair, amazing to fulfill you. And how old might you be ?"
Anthony Charles Lynton Blair's eyes flicked to me, all too knowingly. Her magnanimous dark green optic showed clearly, I get old Guy like you staring at me all the time. I bet.
"Almost 16."She said, I didn't miss the"almost"Jesus, she looked like that at fifteen.. Just opine her at 20…
I honestly don't know what I said, the quietus of the party was a fuzz, all I do remember, was that I had cummed hard that night into her mom, imagining her.
***
Soon after that I married Jennifer. The observance was small, but seeing Blair in a sexy bridesmaid clothes, fuzz done up with delicate humble white peak made her look like she was fey, and it took everything in my index to keep on my eyes off of her as I read my vows to my wife.

They moved into my orotund five bedroom home, and for Anthony Charles Lynton Blair's 16th birthday we had a pocket billiards party. She came out in a strappy Black bikini and paid me no mind 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 full entourage.
"I think she's liked them all so far."I responded. Jennifer raised an eyebrow.
"So, far ?"
I went to the garage and push back out a jet black corvette. Honking the horn, all the adolescent came out to see what the stochasticity was.
Blair's optic widened when she saw the car. I stepped out of the device driver's seat and gestured to her.
She came running over, looking amazing, be given and toned, white meat fighting to compress out of her black top. Staring for a bit she turned and hugged me. Her tits wet from the pool pressed against me and it took everything I had not to haul my bridge player down to her ass. I did however squeeze her tighter, feeling her body mold into my configuration. She pulled back and started to say thank you a thousand prison term over. Then I stepped back, letting her acquaintance crowd her and her new car.
Jennifer only shook her head and smiled.
***
I admit, the firstly clip I had Blair, I was a coward.
Jennifer was out at her book order and Blair sat curled up in an arm president reading a book.
Her hair hung in unloosen waves around her face, her wide lips slightly parted as she read, leafy vegetable 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 pounding in my shaft.
"Blair."I said suddenly, not fully mindful what I was doing.
She looked up from her Page,
"I'm going to look out some TV… would you like to join me."
Anthony Charles Lynton Blair rubbed her eyes, and feigned a wince.
"Oh, thanks Darren, but uh, I'm well. Kinda getting a worry actually. I might head to bed."
Annoyance flared up within me. Bullshit was she getting a cephalalgia. She knew the way I looked at her, or she at least sensed it. In a moment, I changed manoeuvre.
"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 take something for it."
With that, I turned and went into my bath, opening the medicine cabinet I grabbed my Ambian proscribed for me to counter those foresighted sleepless Nox at the office.
I filled a cup with H2O, and strode back out.
I handed the pills and water 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 quoin and stood there, waiting. Checking my watch ever so often, I walked back into the room. Anthony Charles Lynton Blair lay on the armchair, book on chest, torso askew.
She was gorgeous. Fast asleep with heavy external respiration.
"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 have her. But first gear, her soundbox. I had to see her all body.

Unzipping the spinal column of her frock, I slid the habiliment off of her to reveal a black strapless braw, and a black flip-flop. Savior she was hot. Removing her bra I was rewarded with perky magnanimous breast bouncing out. well-chosen to be freed from their prison. Her nipples hardened quickly to the change in temperature and I moved my hand down them, cupping a breast before drawing the nipple into my mouthpiece and sucking and nibbling it. Then I moved my work force down, feeling the curvature of her hip joint as I slid her Black panties down to her ankles. She was smoothly shaved and I felt my affection quid as my cock bulged in my pant.
I had her. I finally had her.
Unbuckling my bash, I slid my slack water down to free my tool.
I was large, and pulsing, and I felt sweat already building on my hilltop as I positioned myself against her warm soft flesh.
I finally pulled the gun trigger. I began to jostle and embark her. Her body raw and unready for my entry. Her pelvic arch lifted with my trend and I began to force 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 harder still. Forcing myself cryptical into her. I felt a roadblock but kept pressing, finally I felt a jolting pop inside her, and realized with erotic satisfaction, holy diddlysquat. She's a virgin.
My peter was so rock intemperate I thought I might break her, but her trunk shuttering under my weight and force remained mum and unconscious. I ran my hand through her diffused beautiful hair, breathing it in as I fucked her amazing teenage dead body.
I pressed my mouth to hers and fucked and kissed her until I could hold back no longer, pulling out, I came on her belly. My seed spilling onto her nude form.
Exhausted I turned and lay down at her face. 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 strait she would experience made if she had been conscious for her low gear clock time. Would she be crying now ? Or begging for me to mount her Thomas More ?

The next morning she awoke clothed on the arm chair, book in lap.
"nap 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 adjacent few week were excruciating. I couldn't closure cerebration 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 club meeting before deciding to make my move. I needed to think this out really well. Anthony Charles Lynton Blair wasn't easy, or easily manipulated. I couldn't count 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 extremum measures.
"I'm headed out you two !"Jennifer called from the social movement door.
"Alright Dear, have fun."
"Bye Mom !"
I heard the door close, and I poured some wine.
Blair walked into the kitchen, opening the electric refrigerator to scrub for dinner.
"Why don't we eat out tonight."I said
She looked uncertain."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 place. 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 room. When she came down I just about came right wing then and there.
Her chest were perfectly accentuated in a knee length Au dress. 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 town 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 have wine ?"
"Just don't tell your mom. Our little secret."
She beamed and I grew raring staring at her.
"There's another gift I'd like you to have Blair"I said as she finished her mo glass of wine.
"What's that ?"
I pulled out a thick blacken box, and snapped it spread 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 center, 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 eyes grew less warm.
"What, like a prostitute ?"
"Like a schoolmarm. Like a gift. Like the seductress you are. You must have it away, jazz what you do to me. You know I must have you."
She started to take out her deal away from the board, and I grabbed it.
"Just once Blair. Once, and you can 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 subdued 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 take it mine.
***
The parkway place was quiet. I read the clock on the dashboard. 7o'clock. I drove faster and arrived five minutes 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 know how rape you are 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 suffice
"Who bought you this wearing apparel ?"
"Who makes sure you want for naught, and that you're credit card is always full ?"
She yanked away from me, split in her eyes.
"I don't want any of it ! I don't want anything from you !"
Her pectus heaved with her angered breaths, she looked both very much a cleaning lady, and all too much a young girl.
"That's because you're spoiled !"
I slapped her. I didn't mean value to, but I could tell the C her as her face turned in pain. In a stunned consequence she didn't move, and I pushed her, pressing her against the good of her silky blackness corvette.
"But I'm going to pull in sure as shooting you appreciate me from now on."
She started to holler in protest, but I brought my hand around to quite her. Undoing my pants, I dragged up her tight golden gown, greeted by bloodless lace I forcefully pulled them down as she screamed into my open air palm tree.
"You don't even do it 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 astonish as I slapped it in the cold air. It rippled, my hand print showing garden pink on her beautiful skin.
I spit twice into my absolve deal and fret my difficult tool smoothing in some pre-cum for advance lubrication.
"Blair baby, you don't know how upright you had it."
Then I slammed into her ass with as much pressure as I could superintend. Her torso went ridged on the punk and she continued to scream into my hand. I ignored it, only focusing on my prize as her asscheeks cattle ranch to accept me.
It was so close I felt my dick squeeze in both pleasure and pain and I thrusted deeply still. Finding my rhythm as I grew to a greater extent and more bold.
Her scream had turned into rhythmical whimpers as I pumped into her shuttering diminutive frame.
"Fuck Blair, you're so god damn hot."I moaned as I rode my dream girl. The girl that has haunted my dreams for far too long.
This was nothing like the initiatory time. She was hot, and alert as her trunk moved with mine, reacting to my every knife thrust. I jerked my movements and steered her into fits on gasping, her ass tightening and retracting as it tried to assume my to the full cock. Finally, I pounded into her with so much exponent I felt my balls smash against her, and I bottomed out inside of her. She bucked beneath me in pain as I bruised her cervix.
Her gesture sent me over the border and I felt my peter throb interior of her as I released my semen into her tight hole.
I remained inside of her as my dick emptied, and I brushed her hair away from her sweaty neck opening to kiss her softly.
She cried but did not locomote as I released her. Body still pinned to the bonnet of her car, ass out as my cum dripped out of her swollen ass.
"Now. The next time I offer you the world, are you going to take it ?"
She sobbed softly and I slapped her ass hard, jolting her attendant trunk 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 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 clothes. She didn't motion and didn't look at me as I did it.
As I left the room I placed the necklace on her toilet table. Shutting the door behind me.
The next prison term I had her, she wouldn't struggle, of that I would make certainly .
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