Untamed Passion

DADDY MOVIE

The girl couldn’t have been any older than she was…and she even looked like Carrie did. Pale skinned and very slender, almost skinny, with small apple shaped breasts that didn’t flop around as she panted and shook. Her dark eyes were wide and wild with excitement as she begged the man behind her to put his cock in her ass. In itself, that segment alone would have caused Carrie to watch the video loop over and over, as she had been doing for half an hour already. It was the portion that followed the shot of her eyes that drove Carrie to press her fingers deep inside her own pussy and masturbate frantically.

The camera shifted to an angle that showed the hairy belly of an older man’s exceptionally long penis and the words that had electrified Carrie the first time she viewed the loop issued through the speakers.

“Fuck me Daddy, please shove your hard cock in my ass!” Carrie came again at the sound of the girl’s breathless voice. The loop showed the huge cock entering the girl slowly, and her agonized cries were heartbreaking until they suddenly changed to cries of agonizing joy as the cock penetrated her fully.

The girl’s face became almost demonic in the ferocity of her reaction to her Daddy’s cock in her ass. Her cries were joyous, and her demands that Daddy fuck her harder were louder and more enthusiastic.

The girl began to cum, and if she was acting, Carrie thought she should get an Oscar for her performance. The girl’s hands were shredding the sheets and the look of extreme rapture was unmistakable.

Carrie had seen her first anal video only a few weeks ago, and had felt the tremor in her loins the very first time she had watched one. None of the boys she had fucked had even tried it with her. She was making up for lost time since she had graduated earlier this month. The tragic loss of a close friend had altered her perceptions of life in general and sex in particular had changed overnight after Angie had died on a winding road outside of town. When they had buried her, Angie had been a virgin. When Carrie had realized that Angie’s life was finished and she had never experienced life at all, she was horrified. They had been chaste all their lives because it was what they had been taught, and because they had done as they were told, Angie had died without ever having lived. Carrie had remedied that right away, with a kindly older friend already in college who was gentle with her. She smiled to herself. Carrie had graduated from needing ‘gentle’ in the first few experiences.

She had given her first blowjob after an icy eyed, lantern jawed pretty boy she had picked up outside a club had backed her into a shadowy alley and begun to maul her breasts while giving her some fairly fascinating kisses. When he had pinched her nipples hard, Carrie had gone rigid, gasping for breath as she came simply from the almost painful pinches. She had grabbed his cock through his pants and demanded that he pinch her again. It took more than one pinch, but she was soon squeezing his cock harder as she came, and then came again. Instead of giving her relief, each orgasm

seemed to raise her to a higher plane. When Icy Eyes had bent down and taken her nipple between his teeth, Carrie had gone wild. She had slid to her knees, and , glassy eyed, pulled out his cock and devoured it. She had heard of it and never tried it, and it was the wildest, most outrageous thing she could think of at the time. When he had sprayed wildly into her mouth, she had swallowed madly, sucking him until he withdrew, complaining that it was too sensitive. Carrie had adored it. In the next week or so, she became an artist at fellatio.

She watched the video yet again, cumming when the girl begged her Daddy to fuck her in the ass. It was the best one yet. She copied the file and saved it to Paul’s desktop. Now all she had to do was arrange for Paul to catch her watching it.

It was easier than she had expected. After her mother had been asleep in the downstairs master bedroom for an hour or so, she left Paul watching TV and slipped up to her upstairs bedroom. She dressed in a long pajama top that was supposed to have matching panties beneath it. Carrie was nude underneath instead. Paul’s study was directly across the hall from her bedroom, and when she entered it she left the door open wide enough that the desk chair would be easily seen from the hallway.

She turned on the desktop computer and made sure the speakers were loud enough to be heard from the hall, and then sat in the chair facing halfway between the computer monitor and the hallway. Selecting the URL she wanted, Carrie slipped the pajama top open so that her entire body was exposed. The trap was set for the unsuspecting Paul. Spreading her thighs as widely apart as she could get them in the office chair, Carrie began toying with her newly shaved pussy. She was already wet. Idly, she

wondered how long it would be before Paul made his nightly trip upstairs.

In fact, Paul was already masturbating in his recliner, remembering the look of Carrie’s ass as she ran upstairs to her bedroom. He really didn’t want Carrie to think of him as a perv, though he had to admit to himself that he was becoming one. Paul hadn’t started fantasizing about Carrie out of the blue. He had only recently discovered that the girl was sexually active…he had been napping by the pool on a Saturday afternoon when he had caught a furtive motion out of the corner of his eye. It was Carrie and some guy from down the street. Carrie had crept over to see if he was asleep, and Paul, curious, had pretended to be fast asleep. Carrie had giggled quietly and stuck her hand inside the young man’s swimsuit, obviously manipulating his cock. The two of them stumbled over to the edge of the pool, and Carrie had let him play with her breasts as she continued to keep and eye on Paul while she stroked the stiff cock. Paul had actually heard her hiss, “He’s asleep baby, fuck me!” They had slid into the water so that Paul couldn’t actually see their bodies anymore, but he could tell exactly what was happening by the look on Carrie’s face.

Paul could see Carrie’s bikini top floating around her neck, and he saw her arms go around the man’s neck just before her mouth had widened into an ‘O’ and she began to rock. She was apparently quite a handful because the man gasped and was having trouble keeping his feet under him. The guy was red in the face and Carrie put her mouth to his ear and was talking a mile a minute. In no time they were groaning as they came. Paul was as hard as a rock.

He got out of his recliner in frustration, his cock aching for release. He could only hope that Carrie was already asleep…he was far too horny to wait any longer.

Carrie heard him coming up the stairs, so she turned the volume up and plunged her fingers as deep into her pussy as they would go so that they would be glistening wet when Paul saw them. She turned on her special movie loop and waited to be seen.

Paul could see the partially open door to his study, and he knew that there was no one upstairs but Carrie. When he peeked inside the study, he could see Carrie’s all but naked body in the light from the computer monitor. He could see that she was excited by the way she was playing with her pussy and it was making him hot as hell. He had pulled his cock free of his pants when he heard the voices on the speaker as clearly as if the actors were

standing next to him. “Fuck me Daddy, please shove your hard cock in my ass!” Daddy? Carrie was watching ‘Daddy’ porn?

Carrie could see him jerking his big cock and it excited her even more than the video…she was so close! She decided it was now or never. “Oh

Daddy,” she whimpered, “Please fuck my ass…I want it so bad.” Carrie let herself cum.

Paul was still stroking his cock in the hallway, the idea that she wanted him was overwhelming. He spurted wildly into the air, leaving his semen all over the hardwood floor in the hallway.

“You can’t leave that lying there, Mom will know you’ve been up here jacking off in the hall,” Carrie said from the door of the study. She was wearing a wicked smile and nothing else…her pajama top was still on the back of his computer chair.

“Jesus Christ,” Paul said, his limp cock in his hand.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Carrie took his hand, spattered with drops of his cum that hadn’t made it to the floor, and raised it to her mouth. She licked the thick white gobbets of cum from his fingers slowly, teasingly, and then rested his hand on her breast. “Do you have enough left to fuck my ass Daddy?” Her dark eyes flashed in the dim light, her bold challenge ringing in his ears. Paul lifted her in his arms and carried her across the hall to her bedroom.

As soon as he laid her on the bed, Carrie reached for his swelling cock. “I’ve been watching that movie for days Daddy,” she said, “imagining it was me and you on the screen.” Paul gawked at her in surprise. “I want

you to fuck my ass Daddy. I’m already wet, feel?” She moved his hand to her wet pussy, shoving his fingers inside and opening her legs wide. When she could tell his fingers were soaked, she tugged his hand out of her pussy and rolled onto her flat belly, spreading her legs again and raising her ass. The wicked smile on her face excited him as much as her brazen behavior as she guided his wet fingers to the puckered rosebud of her ass.

His fingers seemed to have a will of their own, and his middle finger sought and pressed on the tight ring. It was obvious she had been practicing, either with another man or a toy, when his middle finger slid easily inside Carrie’s ass. “I’ve been practicing with my toy,” she said coyly.

“Show me,” Paul said harshly. He wanted desperately to fuck this girl, his stepdaughter. There had never been the slightest hint of her blatant

sexuality before, and the shock value of her lewd behavior was an added turn on. There was nothing of her mother’s demure personality in Carrie right now.

Carrie, her deliciously wicked smile widening, reached beneath her pillow and removed a dildo that had to be eight inches long and as thick as his wrist. She lifted the tip to her mouth and rested it on her lips. “I’ve got to get it wet first,” she said around the helmet shaped tip. Her eyes narrowed as she watched for his reaction as she opened her mouth and began to work it in and out. She took it back out long enough to tug his hand back towards her ass. “Keep touching me,” she said. Paul was speechless at her wanton display.

Carrie managed to take the whole eight inches into her throat, her lascivious tongue lapping at the fake balls at the bottom of the big toy. Her eyes never left his as he fingered her ass and she swallowed the toy. She seemed to be as excited by the show she was giving him as she was by the idea of taking his cock in her ass.

Carrie was getting hornier by the second. She knew he would be hard again by now, and she wanted more than ever to feel that hot tube of flesh inside her. Holding off on actually touching his cock had actually been an incredible turn on, sort of like masturbating to the very edge of an orgasm and then backing off several times before letting yourself cum. It was time.

She reached for his thick cock. It wasn’t as large as her toy, but it was close, and the heat from it was almost scalding in her hand. Coyly she guided him, lifting her ass as she centered him on the entrance to her ass. She teased the tight ring with the wet head, and then pushed back against it with a sigh.

“Please stick it in me Daddy!” Paul pushed slowly and his big glans entered her tight ass hole with an audible plop. Carrie’s voice was strained but pleading as she encouraged him in the rawest terms she knew to fuck her like a little street whore. “I want to be your little slut Daddy,” she

whispered. She shoved her ass back, taking more of him inside her with a deep groan.

“I don’t want to hurt you baby,” he said hoarsely.

The reply he got might have come from a demon, it was so deep and hoarse from her desire. “I want it to hurt Daddy, it hurts so good!” Her hips were flopping spasmodically as he penetrated her to the full length of his cock.

“Ohhh, Daddy! It’s so…gooooood!” She was crying, but her tears were joyful and her body alternated with going rigid and going completely limp as she begged him to fuck her harder.

Paul began to slam into her ass with all the power he had left, and Carrie had to stuff her pillow in her mouth to keep the screams of ecstasy from waking her mother downstairs. Ass fucking was everything she had dreamed it would be and more, and her orgasms were building, each one at a higher peak than the last. She knew she couldn’t’ stand it much longer and she started to beg him to cum inside her. “Cum in my ass Daddy,” she hissed, nearly out of breath.

The first jet of his scalding cum hit the inner walls of her ass and her final orgasm burst in a delirious kaleidoscope of light. It was the kind of orgasm that stops time, the kind where you can’t remember how to breathe and you don’t care. She lay on her face, limp as a dishrag, her chest heaving and unable to catch her breath.

Paul was completely inert, his body flat on her back, raised and lowered by her gasps for breath. He tried to pull out of her ass so that she could breathe easier, but she whispered, “No! No, no , no!” and restrained him. Carrie

wasn’t yet ready to relinquish the cock she had wanted so badly.

Sweat streamed from her face as she pulled his head over her shoulder to kiss him hungrily. “Don’t move Daddy,” she said as she wiggled her hips beneath him, loving the feel of his cum slowly leaking out of her ass. “I’m not done with you yet!”