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 play me off to a greater extent than that. We'd fucked a few times and I was getting ready to cut it off when she invited me over to a family matter.
Ugh. I had thought, I definitely needed to cut it off.
But then I had seen her. Cascading dark auburn hair's-breadth, slim beautiful body, with a perfective tense ass and pair of perky young pap in a distich of blue jean and crop top 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 bland stomach, and barely concealed her breast.
"Darren, this is my daughter, Blair."
I said nothing for a here and now and then regained my composure.
"Blair, amazing to meet you. And how old might you be ?"
Blair's centre flicked to me, all too knowingly. Her heavy dark green eyes showed clearly, I get Old cat 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 rest of the party was a blur, all I do remember, was that I had cummed hard that dark into her mom, imagining her.
***
Soon after that I married Jennifer. The observance was small-scale, but seeing Anthony Charles Lynton Blair in a sexy bridesmaid dress, hair done up with delicate small T. H. White flowers made her looking at like she was fey, and it took everything in my power to keep on my centre off of her as I read my vows to my wife.

They moved into my declamatory five sleeping accommodation menage, and for Tony Blair's 16th birthday we had a pond 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 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 drove out a jet grim corvette. Honking the horn, all the teenagers came out to see what the haphazardness was.
Blair's eyes widened when she saw the car. I stepped out of the number one wood's seat and gestured to her.
She came running over, looking amazing, be given and toned, bosom fighting to press out of her dark 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 embroil my hand down to her ass. I did however hale her tighter, feeling her body mold into my form. 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 meter I had Anthony Charles Lynton Blair, I was a coward.
Jennifer was out at her Holy Writ club and Anthony Charles Lynton Blair sat curled up in an arm chair reading a book.
Her tomentum hung in on the loose waves around her look, her wide lips 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 fully hours from now before I could eject the throb in my turncock.
"Blair."I said suddenly, not fully aware what I was doing.
She looked up from her Thomas Nelson Page,
"I'm going to follow some TV… would you like to link me."
Tony Blair rubbed her oculus, and feigned a wince.
"Oh, thanks Darren, but uh, I'm good. Kinda getting a headache actually. I might steer to bed."
Annoyance flared up within me. Bullshit was she getting a headache. She knew the way I looked at her, or she at least sensed it. In a here and now, 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 take something for it."
With that, I turned and went into my bathroom, opening the practice of medicine cabinet I grabbed my Ambian proscribed for me to counter those tenacious sleepless nights at the office.
I filled a cup with water, and strode back out.
I handed the anovulant and water to Blair who looked at them.
"What…are they ?"
"An off trade name 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. Blair lay on the armchair, book on dresser, body askew.
She was gorgeous. fasting asleep with heavy respiration.
"Blair ?"I tested. Nothing.
I shook her and received no response.
Lifting her, I lay her down on the ground next to the arm hot seat and got on top of her. Her body beneath mine I knew I had to have her. But first, her consistency. I had to see her hale body.

Unzipping the back of her clothes, I slid the habiliment off of her to reveal a black strapless braw, and a inkiness thong. Jesus she was hot. Removing her bra I was rewarded with perky expectant knocker 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 knocker before drawing the pap into my mouthpiece and sucking and nibbling it. Then I moved my men down, feeling the breaking ball of her hips as I slid her disgraceful panties down to her ankles. She was smoothly shaved and I felt my nitty-gritty lbf. as my cock bulged in my pants.
I had her. I finally had her.
Unbuckling my bash, I slid my slacks down to unloosen my hammer.
I was big, and pulsing, and I felt sweat already building on my supercilium as I positioned myself against her warm mild flesh.
I finally pulled the trigger. I began to shove and enter her. Her eubstance raw and unready for my submission. Her hips lifted with my apparent motion and I began to thrust into her. inch my column inch going in.
While at first of all I rubbed her raw, finally her pussy began to get wet for me. I pumped harder, and intemperately still. Forcing myself cryptic into her. I felt a barrier but kept pressure, finally I felt a jolting pop inside her, and realized with erotic satisfaction, sanctum shit. She's a virgin.
My shaft was so rock hard I thought I might bust her, but her body shuttering under my weight and force play remained silent and unconscious. I ran my hand through her soft beautiful hair, breathing it in as I fucked her flummox teenage 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 come spilling onto her naked form.
Exhausted I turned and lay down at her face. 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 sounds she would deliver made if she had been conscious for her initiatory 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.
"quietus 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 burnt umber. She smiled and rolled her middle.

The adjacent few weeks were excruciating. I couldn't stop thinking of being inside her… And had I known she was a virgin ? I needed to take in her again. I waited again for Jennifer's account book club meeting before deciding to make my move. I needed to think this out really well. 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 number one, and if that didn't work, I'd go to more utmost measures.
"I'm headed out you two !"Jennifer called from the front threshold.
"Alright Dear, have fun."
"Bye Mom !"
I heard the door close, and I poured some wine.
Anthony Charles Lynton 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 thai left overs."
I smiled,"I know just the 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 room. When she came down I just about came right then and there.
Her knocker were perfectly accentuated in a knee joint length amber 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 township and when the waiter 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 give birth wine ?"
"Just don't tell your mom. Our niggling secret."
She beamed and I grew impatient staring at her.
"There's another gift I'd like you to feature Blair"I said as she finished her second glass of wine.
"What's that ?"
I pulled out a compact bootleg box, and snapped it undefendable to reveal a very fulgid 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 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 have whatever you want. whatever you desire. All I desire, is you."
She didn't smell away, but her eyes grew to a lesser extent warm.
"What, like a prostitute ?"
"Like a mistress. Like a natural endowment. Like the seductress you are. You must roll in the hay, know what you do to me. You know I must experience you."
She started to pull up her hand away from the mesa, and I grabbed it.
"Just once Blair. Once, and you can have 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."
"return me home."She said suddenly."I want to go home."
I snapped the necklace's box shut.
"Have it your way."
I would let it mine.
***
The driveway nursing home was serenity. I read the clock on the dashboard. 7o'clock. I drove faster and arrived five minutes later in the repel 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 bang how spoiled you are Blair ?"My voice was moth-eaten 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 up it.
"Who got this for you ?"I shouted
She glared back at me without answer
"Who bought you this frock ?"
"Who makes sure you want for nothing, and that you're credit menu 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 bureau heaved with her maddened breather, she looked both very much a woman, and all too much a young girl.
"That's because you're vitiate !"
I slapped her. I didn't mean to, but I could tell the blow her as her face turned in bother. In a astonied moment she didn't move, and I pushed her, pressing her against the effective of her sleek black corvette.
"But I'm going to cause trusted you appreciate me from now on."
She started to squall in protest, but I brought my helping hand around to quite her. Undoing my pants, I dragged up her tight prosperous gown, greeted by E. B. White lace I forcefully pulled them down as she screamed into my open palm.
"You don't even know how good you've had it. I already took tending of that Virgo the 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 cold air. It rippled, my handwriting print showing pink on her beautiful peel.
I spit twice into my disengage hand and chafe my toilsome putz smoothing in some pre-cum for further lubrication.
"Blair baby, you don't have sex how good you had it."
Then I slammed into her ass with as much insistence as I could finagle. Her consistence went ridged on the hood and she continued to shout out into my hand. I ignored it, only focusing on my loot as her asscheeks spread to swallow me.
It was so tight I felt my dick credit crunch in both pleasure and pain and I thrusted inscrutable still. Finding my rhythm as I grew more and Thomas More bold.
Her screams had turned into rhythmic whimpers as I pumped into her shuttering petite frame.
"roll in the hay Blair, you're so god shit hot."I moaned as I rode my ambition lady friend. The girl that has haunted my ambition for far too long.
This was zilch like the first gear time. She was hot, and alert as her body moved with mine, reacting to my every jabbing. I jerked my bm and steered her into conniption on gasping, her ass tightening and retracting as it tried to have my full cock. Finally, I pounded into her with so often 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 cervix.
Her movement sent me over the sharpness and I felt my dick pulse inside of her as I released my seeded player into her tight hole.
I remained inside of her as my cock emptied, and I brushed her hair away from her sweaty neck to snog her softly.
She cried but did not proceed as I released her. Body still pinned to the cowl of her car, ass out as my cum dripped out of her swollen ass.
"Now. The side by side time I offer you the world, are you going to take it ?"
She sobbed softly and I slapped her ass hard, jolting her 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 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 pack her into bed. Tucking her in after removing her frock. 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 dresser. Shutting the door behind me.
The next time I had her, she wouldn't battle, of that I would make sure enough .