Ray Todd: Horny easy daughter

Eighteen-year-old Joan Wallace and her roommate, Linda Morton, were sitting in their apartment discussing their favorite subject, men. Life was a beautiful bubble for the two young girls who were on their own for the first time in their lives. Both of them had recently graduated from high school in a small town and had come to the city where they quickly found jobs.

Living away from the watchful eyes of their parents for the first time, the young ladies were giddily looking at the world through rose-colored glasses. If the girls were a bit naive about the ways of city life, they certainly weren't lacking in the knowledge of sex. Joan had lost her cherry in a cornfield when she was younger, and Linda had been introduced into the world of cocks when she let several members of the high school basketball team gang-bang her.

The result was that both of them enjoyed fucking and openly admitted it. When they first moved to the city, they were taken out and fucked by several young men who worked in the same office with them. This continued for Joan until she met an older many named Bart Cooper.

He was a big handsome man in his late thirties or early forties who walked up and introduced himself to Joan one evening when she was at a disco with a group of young people. Being only eighteen, Joan thought he was the most distinguished and sophisticated man she'd ever met. The girl readily gave him her phone number when he asked for it and was in seventh heaven when he called her a few days later. She invited him over to the apartment that night and hadn't dated anyone else since.

"Is Bart coming over this evening?" Linda asked as the two girls sprawled out on a couch.

"I think so," Joan said, throwing back her long blonde hair. "He says he'll be free tonight."

"He sure keeps some funny hours," said Linda. "Have you ever wondered if he's married?"

"Lots of times," Joan admitted.

"Does it worry you?"

"Not really," the girl answered. "I just enjoy being with him."

"Then you're not getting serious with him?" Linda suddenly asked.

"Not really," she answered. "But he's sure a lot of fun to be around."

"Is he a good fuck-partner?"

"I wouldn't know," Joan admitted. "We've never gone past the kissing stage."

"Are you shitting me?"

"Nope," giggled Joan. "He seems to treat me like an innocent child."

"Goddamn," Linda laughed. "How do you stand it with your horny cunt?"

"It's tough," sighed the cute blonde. "But I do a lot of masturbating."

"How long can you go without fucking?" her roommate asked.

"Not much longer," Joan giggled. "I hope to change things tonight. Are you going out?"

"I will if you want me to," volunteered Linda.

"Just give me till midnight." Joan grinned. "That should give me enough time to get into his fucking pants."

"Okay," giggled Linda. "I'll go up to Don's apartment and ball him."

Linda had barely left when Bart Cooper arrived. Wanting to make her pussy as available as possible to the man, Joan had made a point of not wearing panties under her short dress.

"Hi, hon," she greeted, kissing him lightly on the cheek as she opened the door for him.

"You sure look pretty tonight." He smiled, looking over her fresh young figure. "You look like a peppermint stick."

"Thank you." She playfully curtsied.

"Where's Linda tonight?" he casually asked.

"She's gone out and won't be back until quite late," she answered, sitting next to him on the couch.

The nearness of the girl always excited Bart, and tonight was no exception. She was the loveliest young lady he'd ever met in his life, but he was very much disturbed about their vast age difference. There was nothing in the world he would rather do than fuck his hard cock up the cute little blonde's cunt, but he fully realized that he couldn't take advantage of her youthful innocence.

"Shall we watch television?" he nervously asked, feeling the hot flesh of her thigh burning through her dress against his leg.

"Not tonight." She smiled, casually placing her hand on his upper leg. "Let's just talk."

"Okay," he muttered, excited by her touch, but realizing the sweet youngster wasn't aware of what she was doing. "What shall we talk about?"

"You. Because," she whispered, "we never talk much, and I want to know all about you. Have you ever been married?"

"Yes," he answered after a long pause. "I'm married now."

"Any children?"

"Yes, a daughter."

"Is your wife pretty?"

"Very pretty," was his frank answer. "But we've drifted far apart in the last few years."

"What happened?"

"It was just one of those things," he sighed. "We were too young when we married, and as we grew older, we just had nothing in common."

"Why don't you get a divorce?" Joan asked, subtly pressing his thigh with her hand.

"Because of our daughter."

"Did you make a lot of love in the beginning?" she asked.

"I suppose so," he said, a bit disturbed by her questioning. He hoped the innocent young girl wouldn't notice the cock-bulge in the front of his pants, induced by her nearness.

"I'll bet it was hot and passionate love," sighed Joan, slowly moving her hand up along his inner thigh.

"Why do you say that?" he asked.

"Because you look like a passionate man," she whispered, leaning over and kissing him lightly on the cheek as her teasing fingers moved higher up his leg. Pretending to be changing her sitting position, she squirmed around on the couch until her short skirt was hiked almost to the top of her soft bare thighs.

"Gee," she whispered, taking his hand in hers as the fingers of her other hand continued slowly moving up his leg. "You have the smoothest palms for a man."

"I don't get many calluses from my desk job." He grinned.

"Tell me more about your wife," she said, slowly moving his hand down between her open thighs.

"What more do you want to know about her?"

"Did she have a hot pussy?"

"I guess so," he answered.

"As hot and juicy as mine?" she whispered, suddenly plunging his finger against the scalding dampness of her wet slit as her other hand grasped the big throbbing cock-bulge in his pants.

Bart couldn't believe what was happening when the innocent young girl rubbed his finger against her hot slippery cunt. He was even more shocked when she placed her warm little hand on his throbbing cock.

"Well," she continued as the older man sat in stunned silence. "Was she?"

"Was… was she what?" he stammered, trying to gain control of his thoughts.

"Was your wife as hot and juicy as me when you were first married?" Joan repeated in a teasing voice.

"Er… uh… I… I d-don't think so," he stuttered as the cute young blonde guided the tip of his finger up into the slick hotness of her naughty little cunt.

"I'm glad," she whispered, giving his hard prick a playful squeeze through his pants. "I want you to think I have the neatest fucking cunt in the world."

Trembling with a newfound excitement, he was shocked to hear the sweet young girl use such dirty words. Unable to control himself any longer, Bart thrust the full length of his finger up into the squeezing tightness of her slippery young cunt.

"Oh, honey," she whispered, opening her thighs wider to make her dripping pussy a bit more available to his probing finger. "That feels so fucking good."

Bart couldn't believe what was happening to him, but he knew damned well he didn't want it to stop. In all his wildest imagination, he hadn't dreamed that Joan would be such a hot little fox.

"Honey," she excitedly whispered. "Let's go into my bedroom and do naughty things to each other."

Without waiting for an answer, she took his hand and led him through the door. Standing in front of him by the bed, Joan quickly removed his jacket and began slowly unbuttoning his shirt. When the girl had discarded the garment, she lightly ran her fingers over his smooth chest, letting them linger teasingly around his sensitive male nipples. After sensuously caressing his chest, her naughty fingers moved down over his firm stomach to his navel. Deftly opening the excited man's fly, she dropped his pants, revealing the big bulge of stiff cock throbbing in his shorts. Finally removing his last and final garment, she took his hard cock in her hand and slowly skimmed the thick rubbery foreskin back and forth over his stud-hard prick. Smiling at him, she released his cock and slipped out of her brief little dress. Not wearing panties or a bra, she was suddenly totally naked in front of the handsome man.