Ray Todd - Naughty like mom

"Suck, Daddy, suck," she screamed, rotating her cunt down against his slavering mouth. "Faster! Deeper! Oh God, honey, suck! Suck! Suck!"

Her soft, young body was lurching over him as her smooth inner thighs clamped around his face.

"I'm coming, honey!" she screamed. "I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Her trembling body gave one violent lurch and then collapsed with her stepfather's cock still embedded in her mouth, squirting its thick, hot cum against the back of her throat.

It was late afternoon when they finally locked up the office and started home.

"We sure didn't get much work done," Robin giggled, snuggling up close to her stepfather as he steered the car through the busy traffic.

"And I don't give a damn," he laughed.

"And you're one hell of a fucker since you've learned to slow down and control yourself," she whispered, gently rubbing his cock through his pants.

"What's going to happen now?" he asked. "What do you mean?"

"I'm talking about us," he explained.

"Shit," she giggled. "We'll just fuck and suck the hell out of each other every chance we get."

"How about your mother?"

"I'm not going to worry about her," Robin laughed. "You and I will find plenty of chances to be alone together."

"It sounds pretty exciting," he laughed.

"Are you going to let mother kick you out?" she suddenly asked.

"Hell, no," he laughed. "Not a chance."

Robin and her stepfather found plenty of time to be together when Charlie Crawford returned to town a few days later. Charlie immediately resumed the relationship with Diane that had started the day before he left on his lengthy road trip. Robin's mother found more and more reasons and excuses to leave the house in the evenings. Robin was fully aware of what was going on, and she certainly didn't object since it gave her so much time to enjoy Bob's magnificent body.

Whenever her mother left for the evening, Robin and Bob would hurry up to the girl's room where they'd quickly undress and roll into bed. With every sexual romp, his technique had improved immensely. He had achieved so much self-control that he was always bringing Robin off two or three times before he ejaculated.

Bob now luxuriated in the new fullness of total sex. For the first time in his life he enjoyed the delights of foreplay as well as the ecstasy of prolonging a fuck. He now realized that his climax was the ultimate end to a meaningful experience. In the past, his frantic ejaculations had been his only concern. He was so grateful that Robin had taught him to unselfishly share the ecstasy of sex with his willing fuck-mate.

He was now completely knowledgeable of why Diane had been so disdainful of his sexual performances. He felt he could now give her as much as she could handle, but under the circumstances, there was no way that he could demonstrate his new skills.

Bob was aware that Diane was having a torrid affair with Charlie Crawford, but because of the love and sex he was sharing with little Robin, it didn't bother him as much as it could have. He knew his sexual bumbling had driven her to another man's bed, but he intensely hated Charlie Crawford for invading his home.

If the days were idyllic for Robin and Bob, they were pure hell for Arline Crawford. It had been a long, frustration time for Arline when her husband had been on his extended road trip. Arline's sex drive was as strong, or possibly even stronger, than Diane's. It was through her intense sensuality that she was first attracted to Charlie. After her first sexual encounter with the lusty man, Arline knew that no other person would ever be able to satisfy her. It was because of this strong, sexual attraction that Arline married him shortly after they met.

Fully aware of her husband's insatiable sex needs, Arline had no doubts that he fooled around on his road trips, but she never participated in any extra-marital relationships because she knew she would receive no satisfaction from anyone but her husband.

When he was at home, Charlie always made up for the lonely hours she suffered when he was gone. Their life was one big, beautiful orgy when he was in town.

His return this time had been much different. After their first night of intense screwing, he left the house around noon the next day and didn't return until later that evening. When they retired that night, he calmly informed Arline that he was too fired for sex. The next day was spent in bed, engaging in every form of sex that their lewd minds could imagine. It was the most satisfying day that Arline could remember, but Charlie didn't return the next evening until very late, only to inform her that he was again too tired for sex.

When Arline confronted him about his strange behavior, he admitted that he was seeing Diane Clayton. At first, Arline could hardly believe what he was saying. It seemed incredible that her very best friend was having an affair with her husband.

Arline knew that she should have left him immediately, but she couldn't bear the thought of going through life without her lusty husband. Hoping that the affair would eventually burn itself out, Arline reluctantly accepted the situation rather than lose Charlie.

Stepping from the shower one morning, Arline carefully inspected her nude figure in the full-length mirror. She was a tall woman with firm tits, full hips and a slim, girlish figure. She had an exotically beautiful face with big, smoky grey eyes and long, shimmering black hair that fell down over the flawlessly smooth skin of her shoulders.

She could see nothing wrong with her appearance that would prompt a man to reject her. Arline was certain that she was more than an adequate fuck-mate, yet here she was, horny as hell and her husband pumping his lusty cock into another woman's eager slit. Looking at the dark triangle of silky pubic hairs surrounding her soft, slippery cunt, she excitedly envisioned Charlie's hard cock gliding in and out.

Unable to stand the frustration any longer, Arline decided to go out for lunch and do some shopping. At least it would temporarily take her mind away from her agonizing problems.

Sitting at a secluded table in a dim corner of the restaurant, Arline decided to have a martini before ordering lunch. She had just ordered a second martini when she looked up and saw Bob Clayton standing at her table.

"Hello, Arline," he smiled.

"Hi, Bob," she replied, removing the cocktail glass from her lips.

"Me you expecting someone?"

"No," she stammered, preferring to lunch alone.

"Then may I join you?" he asked.

"Certainly," Arline said, not wanting to offend him. After all, she had spent a lot of pleasant hours in his home. They had always been good friends, but his presence only served to remind her that Charlie was now probably with Bob's wife.

Bob ordered a martini and they were soon enjoying a relaxing conversation. After the lonely days at home, Arline found his company extremely pleasant. Both avoided mentioning their respective mates, neither of them knowing whether the other new about the affair.

Relaxing for the first time in weeks, the distraught couple ordered a third round of martinis. Her mind slightly clouded by the cocktails, Arline was idly studying Bob. Although she had known him for almost two years, this was the first time she had ever really noticed his strong facial features.

She felt a tinge in her pussy when she wondered how he would perform in bed. It was the first time since she had known him that she had ever remotely thought of him in a sexual way. Looking at his firm, gentle mouth, Arline had a strange desire to feel his lips against hers. Maybe it was because her pent-up frustrations mixed with the alcohol, but there was a strange excitement stirring in her loins. She could feel her heart pounding in her breast as she watched the handsome man across the table.