Good Girl

Isee her face fall. I know its stupid reckless to even be here right now but to stay in her room? Hell I’m asking to get caught.

I stare down, her t-shirt is up by her throat, her tits are out and my mouth is watering now at how they hang. They’re bigger than I imagined, than I realised. She’s got a woman’s body. But then I knew she wasn’t a child.

I can feel her cum on my fingers. I can taste her on my tongue.

And in my pants, my cock is throbbing so hard I don’t know how I haven’t exploded everywhere already.

“Please Dominic.” She says.

“Give me a moment.” I reply. Getting up walking away when all I really want to do is sink my cock into her and make myself at home.

I walk out, tucking my erection under my belt and pulling my shirt out to cover any last traces.

Somewhere in my house my wife is no doubt still drinking.

I stalk through the hallway. Most of the family left hours ago. Timothy stalked off at some point. There’s only Terri and a few of her work friends left.

I find them sat in the garden, her, her boss and two others I don’t really know.

“Dom.” She says smiling.

“I’m going to head to bed.” I say.

She nods. “You don’t mind if we carry on?” She slurs.

“Not at all.” I say. “Enjoy yourselves. I’ll sleep in the spare room so you can come in whenever.”

She smiles glancing at everyone as if she’s trying to make a show of what a great husband I am and I feel a pang of something at the fact her daughters cum is still all over my fingertips.

“Well goodnight everyone.” I say.

“Goodnight.” They murmur and I leave them to it. Job done.

I head back inside, heading to the room I usually crash in and I make a mess of the bed so it looks like it’s been slept in. Just in case someone checks. Only I know they won’t. Terri will be too hungover. She’ll stay in bed most of tomorrow so if I play my cards right I’ll be able to keep Eden occupied all through the morning.

I shake my head. It’s almost unnerving how easily I’m slipping into the role of the deceitful husband. I should feel more guilty. I should feel more concern but I don’t.

I walk back into Eden’s room. She’s sat waiting for me. Her t-shirt is on the floor now. She’s discarded it completely and I’m curious to see if she’s done the same with that skimpy thong too.

“All sorted.” I say.

“Seriously?” She gasps.

“Did you doubt me?”

She shakes her head. “Not for a minute.”

I laugh. Of course my little minx didn’t. I start undoing my shirt and her eyes drop. She’s never seen me topless, I’ve always been too conscious of crossing lines to walk around the house in anything less than full clothes though I recognise the irony of that now.

“You’re…?” She says staring at my body.

“Ripped?” I say and she giggles. “What did you expect? Some wizened old man?” I murmur moving to the bed. I know I’m in good shape. I work out a lot. It’s a good stress relief amongst other things and these last few months this girl has been stressing me out more than anything else.

She gulps. Perhaps I’m moving too fast. The way her body is trembling right now seems to suggest it and despite my want to charge into whatever this is headfirst my need to care for her overrides everything.

“We won’t do anything you don’t want to.” I say.

She nods shifting, pulling the covers up so that I can get in and I see she’s still wearing the thong after all. It must be drenched by now. Soaked in her juices.

As I lie down she curls into me running her hand over my skin. Her fingertips are cold but the sensation feels so good. She traces along my tattoos as if she can’t quite match them to me but she must have seen at least the ones on my arm because it’s not exactly like my t-shirt hides them.

“You’re so warm.” She says.

“I’m a hot blooded man.” I state.

She bites her lip and slowly, she raises her head and kisses me. Her hands wrap in my hair, she moans as she does it and I can feel as her body leans further into me.

Instinctively I grab her, pulling her in and my hands find her tits. She arches her back, clearly enjoying as I start to manipulate them.

And then I feel her hands on me, touching me, feeling my body, tickling at my chest hair before she moves lower. I’m still wearing my trousers. I haven’t taken them off and as she reaches for my belt I let her do it.

If she wants to fuck then I sure as hell won’t stop her but I’m going to let her make the final call.

I slide them off after she’s undone them but I keep my boxers on. Her hands fumble to feel me and I groan.

“I like your dick.” She says as she starts palming it through the fabric. Getting me more excited. “I like the feel of it.”

“That’s good because it likes you too.”

She smiles, sliding her hand under the elastic and taking hold of me as if she knows what she’s doing.

“Would Daddy like to cum too?” She says and my cock jerks with excitement.

“So much so.” I reply.

She licks her lips and I realise she’s not going to jack me off, she’s going to suck me again. Lord have mercy.

She rolls over on top of me, the duvet covers her and I pull it away. I won’t have anything taking away the view I have right now.

Her tits are hanging perfectly. She’s curled up over my groin, staring at me like my cock is her salvation. Like it holds everything she’ll ever need.

“Put it in your mouth and suck it like a good girl.” I say.

She nods, pulling my cock up and puckers her lips, gliding me in.

And fuck do I groan then. I don’t even care if they catch us in this moment. I don’t even care who hears. Her mouth is incredible. Her tongue can perform miracles. She’s taking me, sucking me, letting me slide down her throat as if she doesn’t even have a gag reflex, as if her mouth was solely designed for my cock.

I buck against her, she gasps a bit but still no choke. My perfect fucking angel.

She takes her time, she works me up till I’m so close to cuming it hurts and then she slows right now. She’s playing a few tricks of her own I realise and I grin because I want to find out what more she can do.

“Don’t be a tease.” I murmur.

“No? Daddy doesn’t like that?”

“No.” I say.

She lowers her mouth, licking me, sucking me slowly before pulling off again. “Would you spank me?”

“Excuse me?”