Daddy Pounds His Teenage Nympho

Author's Note

This is the second part of this story. Please read the previous part if you want more context. Thank you all for the support on the previous story.

I know this story is a bit shorter than the previous part, but I already have a rough draft for the next part, which will be out soon.

Anyways, enjoy!!!

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I don't know how long I was asleep, but I woke up after dark. I could feel Grace's warm body cuddled up against me, her head resting on my chest. One of her legs was straddled across me and my hand was resting on the small of her back. Neither of us were wearing anything as we slept peacefully on the bed.

I slowly ran my hand down her back grabbed a handful of her beautiful bubble butt. This woke her up. She kissed my cheek and stared intently. "This isn't right, Grace... I shouldn't have taken things this far."

"Jason, come on. It's not wrong if I like it." She slide her hand down to my cock and gently began stroking it. "Besides, I think we both need this."

She threw the sheets off of us and crawled in between my legs, teasing the tip of my cock with her tongue. Seeing her luscious breasts made me harden in seconds. I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed down gently.

My 6 inches of cock disappeared in her mouth. She bobbed her head tirelessly, occasionally choking, causing tears to stream down her face. Seeing her work so hard to deepthroat my cock, and struggle, was making me extra hard. I wouldn't last much longer if she kept her pace up.

I groaned, "Grace, baby, I'm gonna cum..." That was all she needed to hear. Her head dropped low, taking my cock in her throat balls deep. I didn't even have to push her down. My little nympho diligently swallowed every drop of cum being shot down her throat.

Grace sat up and grinned from ear to ear, crawling up onto me so that her pussy rested on my crotch.

Shit.

I wasn't expecting to fuck her so of course I didn't have any protection.

If I fuck her, there's no doubt that I'll knock her up. I can't get away with that.

She was grinding her hips on me, sliding her warm pussy up and down my still hard member.

I tried to shift our focus. "Grace, it's getting late. Aren't your parents waiting for you? Not that I have an issue with you staying..."

She leaned forward and wrapped her hands around my head, her lips close to mine. I could feel the soft flesh of her breasts pressing into my chest. "No one's home for the week, Jason. It's just you and me..."

Fuck, I wanna fill her so bad... I can't do it though, at least not yet.

I put my hands on her hips, and let them slide down to her ass, kneading her soft, round bottom. "Grace, we can't do this... I just met you. Plus, I don't have any condoms with me."

She looked a little disappointed, but understood why. "Okay. I understand." Before I could say anything else, she suddenly got up. "I'll make us something to eat." She opened my dresser and grabbed one of my dress shirts, that I wore to work, and put it on. It was way too big for her and looked more like a dress on her than a shirt. She blew me a kiss and stepped out of the room.

I slowly sat up. I could my kids laughing down the hall.

She even remembered to check on the kids. She's perfect.

I put on a pair of boxers and started walking down the stairs. I could hear her rummaging through the fridge.

I walked up behind her and gently squeezed her ass. "Hey, Daddy..." she cooed. The shirt did nothing to hide her massive tits and her nard nipples were poking through. She looked up at me, waiting to see what I would do next. "I was gonna make some spaghetti and cut some fruits for the kids."

"That sounds delicious!" She smiled and grabbed the necessary ingredients from the fridge. I watched as she walked over to the stove, her perky tits bouncing around as she walked. I was rock hard, with a visible dick print showing through my boxers.

She grabbed a pot, filling it water, and put it on the stove to boil. Her silky brown hair draped down around her face, augmenting her fit body. I stared in wonder.

I can't believe my cock was buried in her throat a few minutes ago.

The kitchen lights were hitting her shirt at just the right angle, making the already thin fabric mostly translucent.

She's only eighteen...

Her C cup breasts were free and gently swung side to side as she moved around. The dress shirt was bunching up on her back, right on top of her massive bubble butt. It stuck out from her waist like a shelf.

I couldn't resist the temptation anymore.

I need her, right now.

I got behind her again and lifted her shirt up. She immediately pushed back on me and moaned. "Mmm... Did you change your mind..." I unbuttoned her shirt, took it off, and grabbed each one of her perfect tits in my hands.

"Baby, I need you... I need to be

in

you..." I pulled my boxers off and lined up my cock with her sopping wet pussy. "Grace, you're so wet... are you ready for me, baby?"

"

Augh...

Jason..." she moaned. I slowly inserted my cock into her, pushing gently until my head popped in. "Mmmm...

ah fuck,

that feels

so

good" I stopped when my balls were finally pressed against her. I turned her away from the stove and gently bent her over the kitchen counter.

I waited for a few minutes, letting her tight pussy stretch out to fit my size. Then I started to slide in and out, her pussy lips making wet, sloppy noises. Her screams echoed throughout the house and that point, I didn't even care if any of our neighbors heard.

She threw her ass back onto me, matching my rhythm. "How does... Daddy's teen... cumslut... feel... on his cock..." She could barely speak. Her eyes were rolled back and partially closed. I hadn't had rough, dirty sex like this since before my divorce and had probably been years...

I spanked her ass hard, creating a large red handprint on her cheek. "Aw, such a good slut, taking Daddy's dick balls deep." I picked up the pace. Her breathing became more labored and erratic.

I was brutally drilling her pussy now, pulling her back onto me every thrust, with both my hands tightly holding her waist. "Auh...

Auh...

Auh... " Grace's eyes were fully closed now, and the only sounds coming from her were moans. She began to orgasm nonstop. Cum was pouring out of her pussy and running down her legs.

Her pussy was tightening onto my cock like a vase, and I knew if I didn't pull out soon, I would end up filling her womb with my swimmers. "Grace, Daddy has an important question to ask you. Can you answer it for him?" She nodded her head, seemingly replying that she could.

"Baby, are you on the pill?" She shook her head side to side.

Fuck.

I didn't want to knock her up, so I pulled out, making an audible pop sound as my head exited her tight pussy.

She opened her eyes and pouted for a moment, until I spun her around and pushed her down to her knees. She obediently took my cock into her mouth and bobbed aggressively. I erupted seconds later.

After she was done licking up any remaining cum, I gently pulled her up and grabbed some paper towels, wiping her juices off her legs. "Seems like we both had a good time, huh?"

She pouted playfully. "You know, someday you won't be able to stop yourself from finishing inside."

I turned her around and prided my spanking abilities. "Damn, girl. I really left a mark." She rubbed the red spot on her ass and smiled. I picked her dress shirt up from the floor and handed it to her, and also put my boxers back on.

She turned back to the stove. "The water has been boiling for a while. I'll finish up the food. Then we can eat."

I nodded my head in approval and went back to watching my little nympho cook.

If no one's at her place for this whole week, she's probably going to stay here.

I didn't know how much longer I could resist her.

She was right. If our relationship continued like this, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from finishing inside...

After some time the food was ready. I went upstairs to put some more decent clothes on, and she put on her gym shorts from earlier. I brought the kids down and sat them at the table.

Grace had cut some strawberries and grapes to give to them, and there were no complaints from the boys on their food.

She'd be a perfect mom.

The spaghetti was

so

fucking good. After we were all done eating, she carried the boys upstairs again. "Alright guys. Time to go to sleep!" As she walked up the stairs, I rinsed the plates, and as soon as I finished I ran to the bedroom.

She was already waiting, completely naked again. I pulled of my clothes and crawled into the bed again. She climbed on top and let her head rest on me, just like how we woke up earlier.

I kissed her forehead and yawned. "Goodnight, baby."

She yawned back. "Goodnight."