Agnes Amour - Daughters That Swap

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he kept saying. "Sweet tight little pussy. Oh wow! Oh man! So tight! Fm going to fill you, baby. Buckets of hot come. Yes, feel it? Can you feel it? Am I man enough for you or do you want me to make it rougher. Do you like it?”

"Yes! Yes!" she screamed out as he fell against her, his hands grabbing hold of her tits, thrust right up under her blouse as he twisted her nipples savagely, pulling on them as she felt his weight and the pressure of his cock against her body.

"Oh yes! Hurt me! Twist them! Pinch them!" she pleaded over and over again.

Cal kept pounding into her, playing with her boobs, bending his head down to nibble them as his balls kept hitting her, and she seemed to lose all track of time. Then when she started to come, she urged him to join her, no longer able or even willing to hold back.

"Come! Come!" she called out.

"I will," he answered.

"Do it," she whimpered, whining and panting as he lay against her, the firm muscular cheeks of his ass clenching and unclenching in time to the rhythm of his deep and pistoning cock strokes.

"I'm going to fill you," he threatened.

"Yes! Come on, Daddy. Oh yes, do it! Shoot it inside me, come! Come inside me as much as you can. I can't stop! So big; so much cock. I can feel it. Oh I can feel it. It's so good, so goooooooooooooooddddddd!”

And then her words turned into incoherent ramblings as she mumbled and threw her arms around him, pressed the full length of her body against his sweaty muscular form and come as she had never come before.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned in pleasure, her eyes rolling back into her head.

The intensity of her orgasm left her speechless as she thrashed about beneath him and a great gush of oily sap flowed down the well-filled walls of her steaming hole, coating his fast-moving dick until he too could not help himself any longer; he could not stop himself as his throbbing balls seemed to contract and his body stiffened and convulsed spasmodically.

"Ohhhh," he groaned, a sound of pure pleasure, "Soooooo fucking goooooooooood!”

A trickle of drool sluiced out of the corner of his lips and ran down her chest as she felt the increased throbbings of his penis and the way he shivered and moaned against her. And then his come gushed up like a huge, wild geyser, a fountain of hot cream splashing heavily inside her pussy.

"Wild! Wild! Wild!” she screamed.

"Ohhhh," he continued to moan with passion.

She felt the first thick wads of his semen splattering against her cunt like bullets, thick gushing pellets of his creamy milk.

"Come," he kept repeating, unable to stop shaking as his cock ejaculated like a machine gun, one fast blast of cream following another in rapid and seemingly wet endless succession.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she crooned to him as he filled her twat.

"Oh, baby," he murmured, through his spasming, "you're so good, so tight and so good. That good pussy; so tight, so good,” he continued to groan, and the moaning echo of it sounded like the wail of an animal, as he lay against her, his throbbing cock twitching and his cream pouring out until Sue felt as if she was flooded by the stuff, bathed in semen.

"Oh Cal," she moaned. "I like it so much. Oh, Cal, Cal! It's so good with you.”

"You're good, too," Cal said, grunting it out as he spoke. "I can give you all the fucking you need, any time you need it.”

Cal let Sue stay with him now. He and Sean had come to a compromise on some songs, Sue had listened in while they talked, and the arrangement sounded just like another music city business deal.

She also got to sing for Cal. He studied her for some time before saying, "Hey, you're not half bad. All you need is the right song. Tell you what-I might let you sing with me some night.”

Sue was all over him, smothering his face with kisses. And she kept after him until he did let her sing. The response from her first appearance wasn't the greatest, but because of their love for Cal, his fans applauded her enough to give her a taste for it. She decided right then and there that she would practice every day, and then when the time was right… well, who knows, she kept saying over and over to herself.

Time slipped by and Sue was comfortable in •Gal's-big house. Sean came by regularly to help her with her voice and to let her listen to some new songs.

She also read in the trade papers that Big Bob's latest record, "My Little Lost Rose," was making it big on the charts. The song was done in a story-telling style about a man who had lost his daughter, then found her in honky tonk in Nashville. The song always made tears come to her eyes, because it reminded her so much of herself and her lost Daddy.

She spend long hours practicing, and when Cal was off on a gig she took long walks and reflected on her life. Would she ever find her Dad? She doubted it.

She tried to push the thought from her mind, and while trying to do so, she explored the house. She found Cal's collection of pornography and his series of dildoes, and other fuck objects that he like to think excited him, or rather excited the women he often brought to the house before Sue had started staying there.

She found, too, that when she went a couple days without a good screwing that she became so horny she would like to believe that she would fuck anything.

This one particular morning Sue was alone in the house, wondering when Big Bob or Cal would help her get a big break. But she couldn't keep her mind on her career.

At the moment, Sue was stretched out on silver Satin sheets. They made her feel incredibly rosy. They made her feel busty and meaty. They also made her fantastically horny, and she wanted to fuck. After that last bout, she still needed something in her pussy.

She drew her hands across her body. Squeezing at the nipple on her left boob, she saw the fleshy nipple rise up erect at the end. She licked her lips and prepared to have some fun with herself.

She drew her body out long and felt the satin slide across her belly and across her luscious mounds of breast. She was in a daze; a sleepy daze of horniness and deep absorption in herself. It was too bad, she thought sleepily, that some big man was not available.

She drew the silver satin sheet between her legs, gasping at the feel of the lustrous fabric as it slid between her thighs and into her pussy. Spreading her legs, she drew the sheet again through the dense folds of her cunt.

The sensation was overwhelming to her. The sheets were slick and cool and they slid across the moist soft lips of her pussy like a breeze. Sue put her legs up into the air, and she lightly drew the sheets back and forth through her crotch, gently playing with herself.

Increasing the pace, she stroked her pussy with harder strokes of the satin. She began to breathe more heavily, and she felt her snatch warming inside as it grew damp. Soon, she found that her cunt was virtually steaming with the response to her little game. She moaned lightly and began to hump her hips on the bed.

She was wild to fuck! But there was nobody to fuck! Wait! She remembered. There was a way. She slid back a door in the headboard of the enormous bed and took the box that she knew was there. Now she smiled as she held the battery-powered sterling silver dildo.

She found the dial at the end of the tube and warmed the silver cylinder with her hands. The dildo was about the size of a medium-to-large-size penis. It was smooth, however, and had none of the sculptural qualities of the real thing. Sue felt it heating in her hands and felt the increasing vibrations of the little mechanical device. It hummed gently in her warm hands.

She put it to her lips, just at the very front of her soft, mouth, as if she were preparing to administer a tender kiss on a giant real-life penis. She extended her luscious pink tongue and lightly licked the end of the dildo. She giggled lightly as she felt the sharp end of the thing at her mouth.