Agnes Amour - Daughters That Swap

Now he backed off. "Let's get you up where I can get a good, full penetration, baby," he remarked.

She nodded in agreement, ready for anything.

He raised her ass and positioned her on her knees. With her hands secured as they were at her ankles, her shoulders pressed into the bed, where she had been lying, she had to turn her head to avoid smothering her face. Hands on her hips, Sean knelt astride her legs. She quivered with excitement when his cockhead penetrated the heart of her hot cunt again.

"You know," she said. "It seems strange that I can still feel such an emotion after the different ways we've been screwing today. I think this facedown, butt-up position is the ultimate. I feel wide open to you. It's like, well, like I was a love slave and you control me completely, like a stern father controls a child.”

"You are my love slave," Sean said. He clutched her hips tightly, his finger digging into her flesh. She tensed when, with a sudden surge, Sean blasted against her. His cock burst through her gaping cuntmouth and plunged to its full depth in her and his groin slammed against her upturned pussy with a crash that nearly drove her head through the floor.

"Eeeyahhhgghhh!" she screamed out. "You're driving me out of my mind.”

"Good, good," Sean said, emotionally involved now in what he was doing. He hadn't planned it this way. Really, he had just wanted to pleasure her, to please her, to show her that she was something, something great.

Sean continued to immobilize her hips, gripping them with brutal force, and he pounded her with his groin as if her aching cunt were a cushion. Her boobs hung inverted, the nipples in the carpet, and every blow made them surge wildly among the tangled mess of the love bed He purposely held a total disregard for her comfort now-his savage force and the incredible sense of not caring was getting its results. When he had stopped trying to please her; when he had started letting his animal instincts take her, he had begun to really please her with the savage way he was assaulting her.

Sue was being affected, too, acting wildly, she was screaming out for more, pounding her head against the wall and whimpering as if in intense pain.

As Sean screwed her he realized that his roughness was only making her more passionate. She was enjoying it, really digging it. God! What a girl, he thought. What a little fucking machine.

Maturity wouldn't help her a bit, he decided. She was a natural and was learning quickly. There just wasn't much he could teach her after this day.

He kept plunging his cock into the depths of her hot tight cunt. The harder he plunged, the more force and violence he threw at her, the better she seemed to like it. She responded to roughness as she did to tenderness. He had never met any one quite like her before.

"How do you like it now," he asked, his voice raspy from the tightness in it.

"Great! Oh, it's so great! Push it harder. I want you to be rougher with me. Oh, wow! Sean, I love it! I adore it! I can't get enough of it!”

Suddenly without warning, without Sean's even being aware it was happening, he was shooting into her. It wasn't much, but he was coming. Everything seemed to be spinning around and around.

As soon as the first hot drop hit her deep inside, Sue let out a slight shrill scream, and Sean felt her vaginal muscles tightening around his spurting cock.

He felt paralyzed, as if he couldn't move. When finally he found some strength he pulled his limp, sore cock from her dripping box and then he sprawled over onto his back. "Whewww!" he exhaled through tightened lips.

It was almost an hour later before he said, "Little girl, you done wore me out. You wore me to nothing.”

Sue raised up on an elbow and smiled, her face a picture of innocence. "I'm really glad. You make me all so… I guess you just make me feel all grown-up.”

"You are grown-up, my sweet.”

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Will you be my Daddy, my sugar Daddy? I need someone to take care of me.”

"Baby girl, I'll take care of you.”

"Oh, Daddy, my sweet Daddy. I love you so.”

Sean studied her innocent face for a long time.

For the next month Sue stayed with Sean. Even when Billy Earle came back and talked to her about moving back in with him.

Billy had worked a deal to write two songs Bonnie and she promised to give him a solo at least once a week whenever they were on the road. He seemed so excited with his own affairs that he didn't mind at all that Sue had moved in with Sean.

"He's teaching me to sing," she announced proudly." Then when you get your first big record you can help me with mine.”

"Right on," Billy agreed, not really even hearing her.

It was through Sean that Sue first met Cal Buckley. The big Texas Cowboy, as he called himself, was making an appearance at the Opry, and Sean took Sue along to meet him.

Cal Buckley was a legend in the country music field. He had gotten his start after coming out of the military service in Korea. His first recording had sold over a million records and he had kept himself on the charts every year since.

"Yeah, little lady," Cal told her after the three of them went out to Cal’s place for drinks after the show, "I been a long time in this business and it takes everything I can do to keep up with all the competition. And there's a helluva bunch of talented kids out there trying to take it all away from me.”

Sue sat and listened, hoping she'd get a chance to sing for him. She had hoped that Sean would say something, but all Sean did was to talk about some new songs he had about ready for Cal to listen to.

"You bring 'em out, hoss," Cal said. "I need all the help I can get.”

They talked way into the night and early morning. When it came time to go, Sue had fallen asleep on the couch. "Hell, leave her out here, Sean, boy. You can come back out and get her tomorrow evening. I got a daughter out in California about her age, maybe even older.”

Sean appeared to trust the older man. "Okay,” he agreed.

The next afternoon, after Sue had showered, she was sitting in the den with Cal. He had told her all about the business, or as much as he felt she would understand. They were talking about his gold records and he started telling her about them. Around the walls of his den he had them hung. One had slipped and was hanging crooked. When Cal brought the ladder to climb and straighten it, Sue said, "Let me, Cal. I want to touch one of them, anyway.”

She suddenly remembered that she had washed her panties out and had left them hanging in the bathroom. The thought made her start thinking about how nice it would be to go to bed with the big cowboy.

Cal had her standing near the top of the ladder, and when he walked beneath her to balance her, he noticed she wasn't wearing panties. "Hot damn," he murmured, so low she couldn't hear it. Perfect, he thought, maybe she was more on the make than he had first imagined. As he stared up at her cunt, not making any bones about it, he felt a warm flush spread up through his body.

When the girl stretched out her arms, she presented him with a totally unimpeded view as she wobbled back and forth. Losing her balance, she stared falling. Cal grasped her firmly and she fell against him, twisting as she fell so that her arms were around his shoulders.

He was holding her securely, one hand around her legs and one around her waist as he gently lowered her down to the ground. The girl panted loudly, as Cal deposited her lightly on the soft rug.

"Are you all right?" he asked, kneeling before her with a look of concern in his eyes. Her skirt was thrown back a few inches, hiking up around her thighs, but she did nothing to cover herself. Leaning back, she propped herself up on one elbow.