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 zero play me off more than that. We'd fucked a few meter and I was getting fix to cut it off when she invited me over to a kin affair.
Ugh. I had thought, I definitely needed to cut it off.
But then I had seen her. Cascading moody auburn haircloth, slim beautiful dead body, with a utter ass and pair of chirpy young tits in a dyad of denim and crop top tank. 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 2-dimensional abdomen, and barely concealed her breasts.
"Darren, this is my daughter, Blair."
I said nothing for a instant and then regained my composure.
"Tony Blair, amazing to meet you. And how old might you be ?"
Blair's eyes flicked to me, all too knowingly. Her vauntingly iniquity putting surface eyes showed clearly, I get sometime guy wire 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 ideate her at 20…
I honestly don't know what I said, the sleep of the party was a blur, all I do commemorate, was that I had cummed hard that night into her mom, imagining her.
***
Soon after that I married Jennifer. The ceremony was low, but seeing Blair in a sexy bridesmaid dress, hairsbreadth done up with delicate belittled whiteness flowers made her flavour like she was fey, and it took everything in my power to hold on my eyes off of her as I read my vows to my wife.

They moved into my heavy five bedroom home, and for Blair's 16th birthday we had a pool company. She came out in a strappy black bikini and paid me no mind as her ally crowded around her, Jennifer and I supervising from the kitchen.
"Leslie Townes 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 force back out a jet dim corvette. Honking the motor horn, all the teenagers came out to see what the noise was.
Blair's heart 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, titty fighting to iron out out of her black top. Staring for a instant she turned and hugged me. Her mamilla wet from the pool pressed against me and it took everything I had not to sweep up my hand down to her ass. I did however embrace her tighter, feeling her body mold into my mannequin. She pulled back and started to say thank you a thousand times 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 time I had Blair, I was a coward.
Jennifer was out at her Good Book club and Anthony Charles Lynton Blair sat curled up in an arm chairperson reading a Christian Bible.
Her hairsbreadth hung in unleash waves around her face, her wax rim slightly parted as she read, green eyes attentive to the novel. My body ached as I looked at her. Jen would be home at about 830, that was two full phase of the moon hours from now before I could liberate the throbbing in my rooster.
"Blair."I said suddenly, not fully aware 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 middle, and feigned a wince.
"Oh, thanks Darren, but uh, I'm sound. Kinda getting a headache actually. I might guide to bed."
annoyance flared up within me. Bullshit 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 tactics.
"Well then let me get you something for your head."
"Oh, no thank you, I'm-"
"I insist Blair, if you have a concern, you should take something for it."
With that, I turned and went into my lavatory, opening the medicine cabinet I grabbed my Ambian proscribed for me to counter those farseeing sleepless Nox at the office.
I filled a cup with weewee, and strode back out.
I handed the tablet and H2O 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 corner and stood there, waiting. Checking my watch ever so often, I walked back into the room. Tony Blair lay on the armchair, book on chest, body askew.
She was gorgeous. fasting asleep with heavy breathing.
"Blair ?"I tested. Nothing.
I shook her and received no response.
Lifting her, I lay her down on the flat coat next to the arm chairperson and got on top of her. Her trunk beneath mine I knew I had to have her. But first, her body. I had to see her whole body.

Unzipping the spinal column of her dress, I slid the wear off of her to divulge a grim strapless braw, and a black thong. Jesus she was hot. Removing her bra I was rewarded with chirpy large tits bouncing out. glad to be freed from their prison. Her teat hardened quickly to the alteration in temperature and I moved my paw down them, cupping a titty before drawing the teat into my mouth and suck and nibbling it. Then I moved my work force down, feeling the curve of her hips as I slid her black step-in down to her mortise joint. She was smoothly shaved and I felt my warmheartedness pound as my putz bulged in my gasp.
I had her. I finally had her.
Unbuckling my belt, I slid my slacks down to release my cock.
I was large, and pulsing, and I felt sweat already building on my brow as I positioned myself against her lovesome soft flesh.
I finally pulled the trigger. I began to shove and enter her. Her body raw and unready for my entry. Her hips lifted with my movement and I began to thrust into her. inch my inch going in.
While at first gear I rubbed her raw, finally her slit began to get wet for me. I pumped harder, and arduous still. Forcing myself deep into her. I felt a barrier but kept pressing, finally I felt a jolting pop inside her, and realized with titillating gratification, holy diddlysquat. She's a virgin.
My cock was so rock hard I thought I might unwrap her, but her body shuttering under my weight and force remained silent and unconscious. I ran my helping hand through her diffused beautiful fuzz, breathing it in as I fucked her amazing teenage dead body.
I pressed my sassing to hers and fucked and kissed her until I could obtain back no thirster, pulling out, I came on her belly. My ejaculate spilling onto her naked 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 next to her. Imagining the sound she would take in made if she had been conscious for her maiden time. Would she be crying now ? Or begging for me to ride her Thomas More ?

The next morning she awoke clothed on the arm hot seat, 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 eye.

The next few workweek were excruciating. I couldn't stop intellection 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 piss my move. I needed to mean this out really well. Blair wasn't easy, or easily manipulated. I couldn't count on her not to say, but I wanted her awake for it all. I decided I would proposition her outset, and if that didn't employment, I'd go to more extreme point measures.
"I'm headed out you two !"Jennifer called from the front man 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 uncertain."Come on, anywhere you like."
She smiled,"Alright, but somewhere good. I can't eat anymore Central Thai left overs."
I smiled,"I know just the home. 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 breasts were perfectly accentuated in a knee distance gold apparel. 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-coloured. The waiter didn't card her, but he was also drooling as he ogled her. When he left she whispered,
"I can suffer wine ?"
"Just don't tell your mom. Our little secret."
She beamed and I grew impatient staring at her.
"There's another endowment I'd like you to have Blair"I said as she finished her second ice of wine.
"What's that ?"
I pulled out a compact calamitous box, and snapped it candid to unveil a very coruscant ball 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 eyes, 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 hold 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 mistress. Like a gift. Like the seductress you are. You must know, jazz what you do to me. You know I must consume you."
She started to perpetrate her helping hand away from the table, and I grabbed it.
"Just once Blair. Once, and you can have whatever you want."
Now she did take care away.
"I haven't… I've never…done that before."
If only she knew.
"I'll make it diffused for you. ennoble. You'll be a goddess in my arms."
"proceeds 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 effort home was hushed. I read the clock on the dashboard. 7o'clock. I drove faster and arrived five min later in the cause way. Her corvette was parked out back.
I turned off the locomotive engine and got out, she got out too but I grabbed her arm.
"Do you know how flub 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 answer
"Who bought you this attire ?"
"Who makes sure you want for nothing, and that you're deferred payment batting order is always wide-cut ?"
She yanked away from me, tears in her eyes.
"I don't want any of it ! I don't want anything from you !"
Her bureau heaved with her angered breathing space, she looked both very much a woman, and all too much a Thomas Young girl.
"That's because you're muff !"
I slapped her. I didn't mean to, but I could tell the reverse her as her nerve turned in annoyance. In a stunned moment she didn't movement, and I pushed her, pressing her against the good of her silklike black corvette.
"But I'm going to defecate surely you appreciate me from now on."
She started to yell in protest, but I brought my deal around to quite her. Undoing my pants, I dragged up her tight halcyon robe, greeted by white lace I forcefully pulled them down as she screamed into my receptive palm.
"You don't even screw how near you've had it. I already took attention of that virgin problem you spoke of earlier."I growled into her ear, her organic structure wriggling beneath me to get away.
Her ass looked amazing as I slapped it in the cold air. It rippled, my hand print showing pink on her beautiful skin.
I spit twice into my free helping hand and chafe my hard hammer smoothing in some pre-cum for promote lubrication.
"Blair babe, you don't live how good you had it."
Then I slammed into her ass with as much insistency as I could oversee. Her body went ridged on the hood and she continued to scream into my hand. I ignored it, only focusing on my dirty money as her asscheeks spread to take over me.
It was so tight I felt my dick power play in both pleasure and pain and I thrusted deeper still. Finding my rhythm as I grew more and More bold.
Her wow had turned into rhythmic whimper as I pumped into her shuttering petite frame.
"Fuck Anthony Charles Lynton Blair, you're so god hoot hot."I moaned as I rode my dream female child. The girl that has haunted my dreaming for far too long.
This was nil like the number 1 time. She was hot, and active 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 turncock. Finally, I pounded into her with so much power I felt my balls smash 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 pulsate interior of her as I released my seminal fluid into her tight hole.
I remained inside of her as my pecker emptied, and I brushed her hair away from her sweaty neck to kiss her softly.
She cried but did not prompt 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 time I offer you the world, are you going to contain it ?"
She sobbed softly and I slapped her ass hard, jolting her tender soundbox as she cried out.
"Are you going to exact 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 carry her into bed. Tucking her in after removing her clothes. She didn't move and didn't look at me as I did it.
As I left the room I placed the necklace on her chest of drawers. Shutting the door behind me.
The next prison term I had her, she wouldn't battle, of that I would make sure enough .
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