J Watson - Hot bed daughter

"I don't think so," he said. "But you don't understand," she said. "Oh, I do understand," he said. "Better than you think. Right now you're the prettiest and most popular girl in school. But what happens when it gets around that you're too stupid to keep your grades up. The kids know you don't get treated like this unless you do something really wrong. They'll turn on you, Linda. They've been waiting for the chance. They'll laugh at you. And things will never be the same again. I understand perfectly."

Craig Wilson leaned back in his chair. He was laughing inside. He had been a teacher for seventeen years and he'd always been fair and honest. He'd never done anything like this before. But he had never known such hatred before. He knew it wasn't the girl's fault, but it was the only way he could strike back at his cheating wife and Linda's father.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked.

"I want you to know how bad it could be if I pushed it," Craig said. "But maybe it doesn't have to happen."

He saw the sudden light in her face. She was jumping at straws. Well, he was going to make her jump a long fucking ways. He was going to own her pretty little ass before he was done.

"You know I'll do anything," she said. "Good," Craig said. "Then maybe you'd better know something. I sent Parish home. I wanted to talk to you. Do you know why?"

"No," she answered.

"Because I followed my wife the other night. I saw her with your father. I was there when he let her out at the bus stop. I've never been so sick and crazy. I followed your father home. I was going to kill him, I think. I walked into the studio and I saw the two of you. You never saw me. I left in a hurry."

"Oh no," she said softly.

"That's right," Craig said, "And now you know what you can do to change my mind. It's a fine way of paying back your father. It's up to you."

He watched her making up her mind. He knew she was confused and scared and that she was thinking about all the things he had told her. She didn't take long. Being popular wouldn't have been that important with Craig, but he had understood Linda perfectly. Being popular was everything to her.

"Lock the door," Craig told her.

She was wearing her cheerleading outfit. He wished she'd had on hose and high heels, but it really didn't matter. She was going to be naked pretty soon. She turned and locked the door. He could see the wiggle of her asscheeks. She had a determined look on her face when she turned back around. He knew she'd decided to go along with him.

"What are you waiting on, cunt?" he asked. "You know what I want you to do."

She nodded. She peeled out of her fluffy sweater. She was wearing a small black bra that didn't completely hold her big tits. Craig's first thought was that her tits were much better looking than his wife's. They were bigger and firmer looking. He licked his lips.

"The rest of it," he said.

He could feel his prick getting swollen as he watched her. She unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs. She stepped out of it. She had on nothing but her bra, panties, and those long white socks that the cheerleaders wore.

"Everything," Craig demanded. "Hurry up, damn it. I don't have all fucking day!"

She hurriedly stripped her socks and shoes off. She stood back up and reached behind her. She unhooked her bra and let her big tits burst out. He gasped. They were even bigger looking when the bra was off. He could see those hot pink nipples already getting hard. She wasn't wasting any time. She was sliding her panties down and kicking them off. He could hear her breathing heavily and realized she was getting a little turned on by what was happening.

"Turn around," he said. "You are fucking gorgeous."

She turned for him. He made her bend over so he could see her ass pointing at him. It was hard to believe that a youngster could be as well-built as Linda. Craig felt his cock trying to burst out of his trousers.

"All right, baby," he said. "Come on over here. You know what to do with a cock."

She was blushing, but he noticed that she wasn't hesitating. She came right to him and knelt on the carpet. Her fingers lightly stroked the outline of his massive bulge. He heard her moan softly.

Her fingertips found his zipper and tugged it open. Her small hand slid inside the opening. His cock was bunched in his shorts, and she had trouble getting hold of it. He finally had pity for her. He stood up and pulled his belt off. He unhooked his trousers and pulled them down to his knees. His shorts followed. He sat back down.

He saw her looking at his massive cock and balls and licking her lips. Maybe she hadn't liked the idea a few moments before, but he was sure she was beginning to like it better and better. She moved her hand up his thighs and started caressing his balls. He felt her hot little fingers wrapped around the base of his prick. She moved her hand up and down and he almost blew his wad right then – her hand felt so soft and hot.

He put his hands in her hair. It didn't take much to get her head down. Then her lips locked around the head of his cock and he knew he'd never felt anything so good.

His wife sucked his cock, but she always acted disgusted by it. There had been only one other woman in his life, and she wouldn't suck, only lick and kiss.

Neither of those women could compare to Linda. Her mouth was like hot liquid. It seemed to surround his cock and he could feel every inch going down her throat. He looked down in surprise. He could see her red lips opened wide. She pulled her head back and he could see her saliva dripping.

"Damn," he groaned. "Damn, that's the way to suck cock. Shit, somebody's been teaching you good."

Craig couldn't have understood that it didn't matter who's cock Linda held inside her mouth. Sucking cock turned her on. She was already squirming with desire as she bobbed her head up and down. She could feel her pussy dripping juice on her thighs.

Craig tightened his hands in her hair as he realized that he was leaking some of his thick cock jism into her mouth. She didn't seem to mind that. She only sucked harder. He could hear her swallowing. He could feel her fingers slowly squeezing and releasing his cum-filled balls.

He jerked her head away as he felt the pressure in his balls. He would have liked to come in her mouth. Yet he couldn't help but want to feel his cock inside that young pussy. He stood up and finished stripping off his clothes.

"You little bitch," he told her. "I'm going to get back at your father for what he did. I'm going to come on your face and in your mouth one of these days. But right now I want that sweet pussy."

"Where do you want me?" Linda asked.

Linda was as hot for it as he was. She had thought only her father could get her so excited. Now she understood that it could really be any man with a cock. Just the smell of cum made her quiver all over.

"Bend over my desk," he told her. "I'm going to fuck you from behind. I'm going to fuck you like a bitch in heat. I'm going to wear your hot little ass out!"

He was hurriedly knocking all the stuff off his desk. He cleared a spot where she could stretch across it. She didn't like the idea of fucking like this, but one look at his face told her it was going to be his way.

She bent over the desk and pressed her titties against the cool wood. Immediately she felt his hands going around her. He lifted her titties off the desk and began squeezing them. She could feel her hard pink nipples brushing his palms.

"Fucking big tits," Craig said. "I've always liked your big tits!"

He squeezed harder. She felt herself pushing her ass back against him. She felt his cock between her shapely asscheeks. She started wiggling her ass against him. There was something exciting about feeling his stiff prick against her. He was pushing against her and leaving little drops of his wet cum on her asscheeks.