Selena Kitt - Under Mr Nolan's bed

"The girl in the movie that you said looked like me."

He chuckled, kissing my forehead. "Go to sleep, Leah."

I did, letting myself think about my mother's reaction to this new arrangement for only a moment before forcing the thought away. I wasn't going to let her ruin what I had found here in this man's arms. Nothing could come between us now.

It was the rocking of the bed that woke me, a slow, gentle movement.

Disoriented, dreaming of waves, I blinked at the ceiling in the darkness, trying to decide if I was still asleep. Then I heard him moan softly and call my name.

"Rob?" I whispered, rolling toward him, reaching my hand out.

"Leah?" His voice had a surprised edge as my hand made contact with the soft skin of Erica's thigh. I slipped my hand up to her hip. She was straddling him and I knew he was inside of her.

"Oh god," he groaned. "Erica?"

I felt Erica's whole body tense and I eased in next to them both, murmuring, "Shhh."

"I was asleep-" Rob started, but I kissed him quiet, moving my hand up Erica's side and cupping her breast in my hand.

"Does it feel good, baby?" I murmured, thumbing her nipple and hearing her moan.

"Yeah," she whispered, rocking again on top of him. "His cock is so big!"

"I know." I reached down to feel the point where they were merged in the darkness, the thick base of his shaft slippery with her wetness. I wondered how much I'd slept through and felt a twinge of jealousy, but shoved it away.

"Erica, please, we really shouldn't," he murmured, groaning again. "Oh, god, don't squeeze like that, baby!”

"Don't you like it?" She bounced faster on him.

"I… oh… oh, fuck… please," he moaned as she fucked him harder.

"Shhh." I kissed him. "It's okay… doesn't she feel good?"

"Yes," he admitted, sounding pained.

"Maybe we should just give your father something to do with his mouth," I said to Erica, smiling as I moved to straddle his face. He moaned, but didn't resist as I lowered my mound down to his mouth, rubbing my pussy over his chin, and then his tongue.

"I couldn't help it," Erica said as we embraced. I kissed her shoulder and neck, moaning when he found my clit and started to lick me there. "I heard you earlier… and I kept thinking about the other night…"

"It's ok," I whispered, kissing her mouth and pulling her closer, my breasts pressing into hers. We rubbed them together, sucking at each other's tongues as she rode her father's cock and I rode his face, both of us moaning softly into each other's mouths.

Sliding my hand down, I found Erica's clit and rubbed it. She was still smooth as a baby, her lips swollen and slick, stretched around her father's cock. I made fast little circles, like I knew she loved, making her gasp and clutch at me.

"Oh yessss," she cried. "Oh Daddy, I'm gonna come all over your cock!"

His mouth was busy, but I heard his muffled groan, the gentle buzz of it against my pussy sending ripples of pleasure up my spine. Erica was fucking him hard now, slamming her pussy down and grinding it, doing it again and again.

Her excitement, so close to the edge, made me want it, too, and my pussy throbbed against the lapping tongue that pushed through the soft folds of my flesh.

Erica was whispering, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," over and over, her breath short and panting in my ear, and then she was shuddering with her orgasm, throwing her arms around me, her back arching with it. I held her quivering body

to me until it subsided, her racing heart beating against mine, her limbs suddenly like liquid, her body boneless as she sank toward the bed.

She rolled off of him, now whispering, "Oh god, oh god," over and over. I leaned forward as her father's hands grabbed my ass and pulled my pussy in to his probing tongue. It was snaking up into my little hole, pressing the smooth, pink walls, back and forth, side to side.

"Mmmm." I took his slick cock in my hand. He was full of her juices and I began to lick them off. "He tastes like you, Erica."

She couldn't resist and soon we were both licking and sucking his shaft, taking turns leisurely stroking and lapping at his cock until he was groaning and bucking underneath me, his tongue poking haphazardly between my pussy lips, distracted by his own pleasure.

"Which one of us do you want to fuck, now?" I whispered, rolling off him onto the bed.

He groaned. "Leah… god…"

I leaned over and turned on the low lamp next to the bed and we all blinked at each other. Erica was still stretched out between his legs and he looked down and met her eyes

"Do you want to fuck your daughter… or her best friend?" I teased, crawling back toward them both. "Or maybe both of us? How about that?"

Erica grinned at me, her eyes bright. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

I nodded, stretching out on my back and holding my arms out for her. Mr.

Nolan stared as Erica crawled between my legs and kissed me as we pressed together, the softness of her breasts flattening against mine, the heat of her pussy a sweet, wet pulse.

"Turn over," I murmured against her mouth.

She smiled, biting her lip as she wiggled on top of me, and I helped her by grabbing her hips as she turned onto her back, pressing her bottom against my crotch.

"Now you get to decide." I spread my legs and Erica's with them. "Whose little pussy do you want?"

"Jesus, Leah," he murmured, but he came to kneel between our thighs, looking down at us spread out for him.

I moaned when I felt the head of his cock pressed against my pussy, slipping up and down between my soft, swollen lips. Then Erica was moaning and wiggling on me, and I knew he was rubbing there now, up and down he went, first me, then her, his eyes between our legs.

"Do you like that, Daddy?" Erica reached her fingers up to tweak his nipples.

He shook his head, but his dazed eyes still focused at the apex of our open legs, and he gulped, "Yes, baby… Daddy likes it… very much."

Erica gasped as he slid inside of her, his hands covering mine on her hips as he moved in and out. It was a slow, easy rhythm at first because he was watching himself go into her, and Erica rocked on top of me, her head going back against my shoulder and her eyes closing as she was carried away with the sensation.

"Faster, Daddy!" She cupped her own breasts. "Ohh yes… harder!"

He let out a low groan, moving my hands so he could really grab her hips as he fucked her, and I slipped my arms around Erica, cupping her breasts, too.

Just watching his face and hearing Erica's soft cries were making my pussy drip.

I could feel my wetness leaking down the crack of my ass toward the bed, and I arched a little underneath them, whimpering.

"Me, too," I cried, and he groaned, pulling his cock out of Erica's pussy.

She whimpered then, too, turning her face to kiss me.

"Pull your legs back a little," he instructed, and I did, feeling him aiming and moving forward, his cock sliding blissfully into my pussy. I wiggled happily, kissing Erica as he started to fuck me, his hands gripping the backs of my thighs.

"Ohhh yes," I cried, rolling Erica's nipples in my fingers, feeling her squirm on top of me. "Fuck me, baby!"

"You feel so good, Leah," he gasped, looking down at Erica's fingers moving through her swollen slit. She was fucking herself, too, sucking my tongue into her mouth as we all rocked together.

"Better than me, Daddy?" Erica murmured with a smile right against my mouth.

I pinched her nipples, making her squeal. "You're so bad."

"You're both bad," he groaned, thrusting harder into my pussy, making me arch and grind my clit against him. "Very, very bad."

I gasped when his hand smacked my ass, then Erica's, then mine again as he drove us both together toward the headboard, really working my pussy now, the wet slap of him against me filling the room.