Hot daughter peeps

CHAPTER SEVEN

Tracy awoke the next morning feeling creamy-dreamy. She stretched her slender arms over her head and curled kittenishly in her bed. Her blue eyes opened slowly and she stared at the ceiling for a long time.

Horny scenes danced in her pretty head, like flashes of a fuck film. She saw Al Benson's enormous, wet cock, saw him eating her pussy, saw herself blowing his prick, saw him fucking her cunt – and then her ass!

"Oh, wow!" she breathed. "Was that all a dream?"

She slipped her hands under the covers, down her lithe young body to her pussy. She opened her lop wide and her fingers explored her hot crotch. She touched her clit and cunt, then her asshole, and she jerked on the bed.

It wasn't a dream! she thought hotly. Golly, Mr. Benson busted my cherry! I'm not a virgin any more! Wow, how he fucked me!

Corning fully awake, a slow smile lifted the corners of her pretty mouth and she stroked her pussy and ass quietly, remembering every detail. She moaned.

Animated by her horny memories, she leaped out of bed and padded, naked, into the bathroom where she took a nice pee. Then she showered and brushed her golden hair. Back in her room, she posed nude in front of her full length mirror and smiled at herself.

She cupped her jutting tits and played with them for a moment before spreading her legs and teasing her pussy a little.

I don't look any different, she observed in the mirror. I still look like a virgin. I thought it would show.

She giggled at herself and whirled away from the mirror. She pranced into her mother's room and found Carol dead asleep. She tried to awaken her for breakfast, but Carol was out of it.

"Let me sleep a little longer, darling," Carol murmured. "Fix yourself some breakfast and get to school."

"Okay, Mom," Tracy said sweetly. She gave her mother a kiss on the cheek. "Sleep tight."

She must have had a rough night, she told herself over breakfast. That man, Phil, must be really something. Mom looks like she's all fucked out. I wonder what it's like to be all fucked out.

After breakfast, Tracy returned to her room, still naked with her pussy tingling because she had played with it all through her meal. She pulled on a yellow minidress. It was a silky thing, cut low across her jutting tits and high on her curvy young thighs. She liked being naked in it.

She stepped into her sandals and got her history book from her dressing table. Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, she headed out for school. Passing Mr. Benson's house, her nipples erected in her tight dress and her cunt buzzed. She couldn't wait to get home!

As far as Tracy was concerned, this was the longest day she'd ever spent at school. She thought it would never end. It was her first day as a non-virgin, and she couldn't keep her mind on the schoolwork at all. All she could think about was Al Benson's giant prick, so hard and hot and wet.

By the end of the school day, her pussy was drenched. And hot. And horny! And hungry. She left her schoolbooks behind and dashed all the way home, her cute little ass twitching as she ran. She turned a lot of male eyes, boys' and men's, and never knew it.

She was always a good girl, so she knew she should check in with her mother before she tried to figure out a way to get into Mr. Benson's house without Carol knowing it.

When she burst into the house, breathless and bubbly, she almost tripped over her own feet. The man named Phil was sitting on the sofa with her mother.

"Oh!" she said. "Sorry."

"What's the rush?" Carol wanted to know. "Nothing," Tracy said, keeping her eyes on her mother while she knew Phil's eyes were all over her.

"I want you to meet my friend," Carol said. "Phil, this is Tracy. Tracy, this is Phil Smith. He's the manager of the company your father used to work for."

Phil was on his feet and he took Tracy's hand in his and his eyes danced over her pretty face, then dropped to her half-naked young tits.

"You didn't tell me she was a little nymph," he said, and a thrill shot through Tracy's cunt.

She blushed a little and took her hand away from his. Her eyes danced over his handsome face and then glanced down at his lap. He was wearing jeans, and it looked, like he had a chunky crotch.

"Never mind the flirting," Carol said and gave Phil a push with her hand. "We've been waiting for you, Tracy. We're going to an afternoon movie, but I wanted to let you know first."

Hmmmm, Tracy thought cleverly, this is getting serious. It must mean something when a divorced mother introduces her boyfriend to her children. I wonder what it would be like to be called Tracy Smith.

"That's neat, Mom," she said to Carol to put the woman at ease about the date. "I'll be all right till you get back."

Carol turned to Phil. "Meet me out in the car, Phil. I want to talk to Tracy a minute."

When he was gone, Carol turned to her pretty daughter.

"If you're going to stay in the house, make sure the doors are locked. And stay away from Mr. Benson. We should be back around six."

"Mom," Tracy said, "what's this all about? We used to be such great friends with the Benson's. Why do I have to watch out for Mr. Benson?"

Carol heaved a sigh. "We're going to have to have a nice woman-to-woman talk one of these days. For now, just trust me when I say you don't want to go near Mr. Benson. He's not a nice man."

"But he is!" Tracy objected.

Carol was forced to speak. "Oh, Tracy," she sighed. "Mr. Benson is a dirty aid man since Jean left him. He doesn't have a woman, darling, and you're… well… growing up to be a very sexy young girl. Understand? And he watches dirty moves on his TV. Jean told me all about him."

"I have to go now. I'll tell you all about it when we have more time."

That was exactly what Mr. Benson said! He was going to tell her why Carol doesn't trust him when he had more time. What was the mystery all about?

Mr. Benson would tell her! she realized. So, the minute her mother drove off with Phil Smith, she beat a hasty path around to Mr. Benson's house. With tits heaving and pussy ready for stiff cock, she knocked on his kitchen door.

There was no answer, and Tracy knocked again, a little harder. Oh, no, she thought, knocking yet again. Oh, no. No, no, no! He wasn't home!

Her young heart sank behind her taut, horny tits, but she didn't waste too much time lamenting. Her young mind flashed on her mother's magazines and vibrator. Thank God! she thought, and dashed back to her own house.

But when she was on tip-toes in the bedroom closet, reaching for the vital shoebox, there was a knock on the front door.

"Oh, darn!" she blurted, and pranced to the door. Her blue eyes went wide and her mouth fell open.

"Can I come in?" Phil Smith asked.

"Uhhhh, well, yes, but…"

She backed up as the big man entered and closed the door. His eyes traveled up and down her curvy young body in a cute little yellow dress and Tracy felt naked in front of him.

"I told Carol I just remembered an important business engagement," he explained. "I'll pick her up at the movie around six."

Tracy was genuinely puzzled. "Why did you do that?"

"I think you know why," Phil grinned. "I saw the way you looked at me before. Carol may think you're a sweet little virgin, but I know better."

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"I saw you peeking at us yesterday," he said.

Tracy thought she'd die right then and there. "You did?"

"Yes. But, don't worry. I didn't tell your mother. I think you were turned on by what you saw. And I think you'd like some of the same."

"Mr. Smith!" she gasped. How did he know that?

Phil closed the space between them. He smiled disarmingly and placed his big hot hands on her shoulders. His eyes burned into hers.

"I'd like to be your friend, too," he said thickly, pressing his hard-on against her belly.

Tracy swallowed hard. "You mean, you want to fuck me like you fucked my mom?"

Phil chuckled and his prick throbbed against her. "Exactly," he laughed. "What do you say? Want it?"

Tracy thought she'd melt. This handsome hunk of man wanted to fuck her? Wow!

"Yes!" she gasped.

Phil grinned lewdly and suddenly dipped and scooped her light body up in his arms. With her pretty legs dangling over his arm, her short dress slipped way up on her thighs and he saw blonde fuzz as he carried her into her bedroom. He set her down on the bed.

"You're naked under there," he said hotly. "Mmmmm, yes," Tracy purred. "Wanna see?"

"That isn't all I want to do," he said thickly.

He plastered his mouth over hers and her lips parted for his naughty tongue. One long horny kiss like that and Tracy's pussy was on fire. Phil licked her tongue and freed her taut tits from the top of the dress. His hand danced all over her tits as he kissed her hotly.

His hand slipped down and gripped the hem of her short dress and flipped it up onto her flat, firm belly. Tracy moaned and opened her legs real wide for his hand. His thick, fingers assaulted her crotch and she wiggled hornily on the bed.

Still mouth-to-mouth and tongue-to-tongue.

Phil eased one thick finger up into her squirmy young cunt hole. He thought he'd have to get her hot first. Little did he know that Tracy had been craving a stiff cock since this morning.

Her small hand flew over to his crotch and her fingers explored the thickness and length of his massive hard-on. She moaned through the hot kiss and her fingers trembled as she unzipped his jeans.

Surprised by her eagerness, Phil reached down and opened his jeans for her. When his prick jumped out into her hand, Tracy caught her breath. He was naked, too! Moaning hotly, she gripped his burning cock and started milking it up and down.

Phil broke the horny kiss. "Jesus," he rasped. "You really do want it!"

In reply to that, Tracy simply whimpered and tugged at his prick, signaling her deep need to be fucked. Phil responded appropriately. He mounted her body, got between her quivery young thighs, and let her pull his cock to her hot, wet pussy.

She caressed his massive prick in both hands and lifted her wet cunt to his bulging cock-head. She made it kiss her pussy-mouth and slide wetly up and down there.

"It's so big," she rasped. "No wonder Mom lets you fuck her."

"Jesus," Phil groaned, pushing forward with his hips so his prick-head wedged into her tight cunt.

With her cunt-mouth filled with cock-head, Tracy was had.

"Ohhhhh, fuck me!" she cried all of her desires of the day centered in her hot, wet pussy and this new cock.

Phil was well aware of his good luck. He buried his face next to hers and licked his tongue into her cute little ear as he mashed her jutting tits under his hairy chest and fed inches of his thick cock into her waiting, hungry pussy.

Tracy's young arms circled around his broad shoulders and she moaned as she pushed back at him to make more of his cock enter her pussy. She stretched her legs wider for him and gave a little grunt of fuck-lust as his prick slid into her squishy little cunt.

She moaned as she felt her velvety-wet pussy slip over his rigid cock-pole. And when his enormous prick filled her and his hot mats burned her ass-cheeks, she choked.

"Uh. How big!"

Driven wild by his cock, she twisted her face to his and gobbled his tongue into her horny young mouth. At the same time, she wrenched her pussy on his prick and humped on it; he groaned into her wet mouth and drilled all of his prick into her wet pussy.

Her tight cunt drove him wild, too. Impelled by his fast-growing fuck-lust for this teen pussy, he fucked all of his cock in and out of her body. Grunting like an animal, he thrust a hand down under her writhing, fucking young body and his middle finger teased her squirmy asshole.

"Mmmmmm!" Tracy moaned hotly.

Encouraged by her outburst, he eased his thick finger into her ass. When Tracy didn't protest in any way, but moaned instead, he inched his finger into her ass until it was imbedded in her hot bowels. Then, ramming his rigid prick into her pussy, he finger-fucked her asshole hornily.

Tracy gave out a deep groan when he rotated his finger deep in her ass. She bit his tongue and twisted her ass and churned her cunt, panting hotly as he fucked her.

Phil felt the thin wall of hot flesh between her pussy and ass. His fingertip and his cock-head met deep in her hot body. He felt his prick running in and out of her. Then he fucked her with both finger and cock in a rhythm that drove her up the wall.

She tore her mouth from his and gasped for breath, then cried, "Ohhhh, Mr. Smith! I… I… Oh…! I'm gonna cummmm!"

She clung desperately to him as he fucked her savagely, enjoying every twist and hump of her horny young body. He gritted his teeth and screwed her pussy violently, pounding away at it as if to kill an animal with a weapon. Tracy swooned.

"Ohhhhh," she wailed, humping furiously, "I'm cummmiiinnnggg!"

Phil's cock drilled relentlessly into her writhing cunt and got her off a good one. He sweated and panted and drilled his cock into her again and again, making her cum like crazy.

"Oh-ohh-ohhhh!" Tracy squealed. "Ewwwww, what a cock! Give it to meeee! I'm cumming so much! Ewwww, more, more!"

Phil laughed lustfully into her ear and drove all of his cock into her pussy. His hot nuts glued to her ass and his cock-head exploded deep in her belly. His piss-hole opened wide and huge spurts of hot jism erupted into her.

"Ohhhhh, I'm gonna pass out!" Tracy gasped, fucking her tight cunt on his spitting cock. "I'm gonna faint! I'm gonna die!"

Phil chuckled lewdly and fucked her brains out. He wanted to do that ever since he first saw her in that sexy yellow mini. She was so young and cute and sexy. And her cunt was so tight it strangled his drilling cock. He laughed with pleasure and fucked all of his jism into her humping little cunt.

He left Tracy whimpering and gasping for breath after their combined orgasms. He climbed off the bed and admired her writhing, sensuous young body. Her eyes were closed and she was licking her lips a lot. Her pussy was wet and still twisting on the bed.

He looked at his watch. "Holy shit! I've got to pick up your mother!"

When Tracy finally managed to get her lazy eyes open, he was gone. She looked around the room with unfocusing eyes and smoothed a hand across her jutting tits and another over her purring pussy.

"Wow," she breathed, and shuddered all over.