Slurping her father's gorgeous, oversized erection, the long-haired, 18-year-old brunette smiled at him as he woke up from his deep, overnight slumber late one summertime Saturday morning. "Hi, Daddy," giggled Fallon, her lips and tongue suckling the bulbous, soft helmet of her father's eight-and-a-half-inch long, supremely-fat penis, while her petite hands were wrapped around its thick base, holding it upright, pumping it softly. "Time to wake up, Daddy -- someone wants your cock really, really badly." And the thin-lipped, gorgeous brunette grinned at her father, making it abundantly clear she was referring to herself.
Groggy, her fit, sturdy father rubbed his eyes, noting the time -- nearly 10:30 -- and looked down his naked body as he lay on his bed, seeing his sexy, slutty daughter kneeling next to his meaty thighs, bending over to pleasure his penis. Fallon had peeled down his clean, white underwear, bunching it around his balls, to expose his erection so she could begin milking and massaging it with her mouth and hands.
Moaning at the now-familiar flavor of her father's penis that she'd been sucking and fucking repeatedly the past week, Fallon's teenage vagina was creaming and sizzling in her pink cotton panties as she bent over. She knew she'd be sticking her daddy's dick in her aching, wet hole, but for now, she wanted to give her father pleasure with a long, sloppy blowjob. "Mom's gone for the morning, shopping," reported the slutty daughter with a high-pitched, energetic voice and a rise of her thin eyebrow, "we have the house all to ourselves -- so I'm gonna make you nice and hard!"
He smiled at her, rolling onto his back more and kicking his underwear off completely, so that he could relax and spread his legs open, giving his daughter more room to lick and suck his massive erection and his cum-filled balls beneath. "Weren't you at a sleepover at Gracie's this morning?" he laughed. To Fallon, his voice suggested he was surprised to have his horny daughter home.
The long-haired, small-titted teenager nodded, her dainty pink tongue flicking out to touch the hot, engorged shaft of her daddy's dick. "Yeah, I had a real good time at Gracie's -- but I left early, she had to go to her gymnastics practice." Fallon swallowed her father's cockhead into her mouth, suckling it hard, her tongue washing over it, feeling the size and power of his very manly prick as she stuffed her mouth full of the top few inches of the dick. "By the way, Gracie misses you, she wants you to come fuck her again -- soon."
Her daddy grinned, liking the news. "You're just saying that, to butter me up -- so I'll let you go fuck another one of my friends again, or one of the married men from the pool you've bedded." He snickered at the thought of how slutty his daughter was.
Proudly, Fallon moaned and nodded, staring at her daddy's face, continuing to lather his penis with her saliva through licks and kisses and deep sucks. "Mmm, you know it, Daddy, you love what a slut I am for hot married dicks!"
While sucking her daddy's cock, the horny teenager thought about some of the ten married dicks she'd fucked that summer. She sucked and fucked some of them just for the fun of it, not even knowing or liking the men. She didn't care.
She just loved getting laid by men who appreciated a good screw with a gorgeous, horny teenager like herself -- exactly as happened earlier that summer....
CHAPTER 3: Wednesday, July 10
Just about two weeks after seducing a married man at her pool to fuck her, Fallon was on the verge of giving up her hunt for other married men to fuck.
She'd flirted with a dozen adults at the pool, and made passes at three of them. Each guy turned her down -- two of them belittling her, telling her she was "only 18" and "just a kid" and "so immature." One guy said she was "hot," but it was "improper" and "a bad idea," and he stopped talking to her entirely. Apparently, a few married men had their morals in check.
Fallon decided to stop asking out married men, instead just finding time to hook up with Erick now and then. She'd fucked him only twice since their first sex, and both those other times were afternoons at her sister Farrah's apartment, when Farrah was at work. But it kept her young pussy's craving for male dick sufficiently satisfied, even if it wasn't as nearly as frequently as she wanted (meaning, daily).
Fortunately, she was eventually able to find another man like Erick, and not like those guys with morals.
It was a hot, July Wednesday afternoon, the sun was relentless and the air stale. After just four hours in the morning-to-lunch shift, Fallon felt overheated. She was standing outside the pool at 1 pm, with booty shorts the only thing on over her red lifeguard bikini, along with dark sunglasses and a wide-brim had to try and keep the blistering sunlight off her face. She was waiting for her mom to pick her up, but her mom had just texted her and said she'd be 15 minutes late. It embarrassed her gravely, being 18 and not having a car to drive herself around town. She had to wait for her mom to transport her to and from work, as if she was much younger.
Tired, exhausted, cranky, Fallon wanted to find a hole and run into it, instead of waiting out here for another 15 fucking minutes.
A minivan pulled in front of her, an unfamiliar one -- big and blue, like what just about every other family owned. The driver's window rolled down, and the smiling face of one of the fathers from the pool blinked at her. "You okay?" he said to the sexy female lifeguard.
Fallon blinked at him. She recognized him, but hadn't ever spoken to him. He had a couple small kids, he usually was at the pool with his wife or neighbors. She'd really never paid him much attention.
Until now, his car -- with cold air blasting out of his window from the air conditioner -- seemed like a refuge from the heat. At first she was going to say nothing was wrong, but in a fit of honesty, the teenager fought back some tears and shrugged. "I'm just, like, really tired -- and I have to wait for my mom to get me -- and, I've been out in the sun all morning."
The friendly dad didn't even pause to think. "Here," he said, hitting a button to make the side door of his car open, "come on in, we'll take you home -- right, girls?" He turned to look at his two young daughters, both 6 or 7, strapped in their car seats. The girls didn't seem to care, nodding innocently. "Text your mom, tell her you'll be home right away."
Fallon didn't argue, she sank into the cold air of the minivan and caught her breath. Her fingers didn't want to operate her cellphone, but she managed to text her mom that she had a ride home from the pool.
The dad's name was Trevor, and he introduced his little girls; Fallon didn't catch their names. Instead, she feverishly thanked him a million times, in a sweet, schoolgirl voice, happy to get out of the hot sun. He was very pleasant, offering to get her a soda or water bottle at a small convenience store near the pool -- his daughters were overheated, too, and wanted some kind of drink the snack shack at the pool didn't offer. She waited in the car with the girls as the friendly dad went into the store and came out with drinks for everyone.
And that's when plans changed. One of the two girls spilled her drink all over herself, and began crying. "I wanna go home, I wanna go home," she balled. Fallon felt embarrassed to be in the car, as the dad profusely apologized at the girl's behavior. She was overheated, tired, hungry, she needed her afternoon nap.
Thinking nothing of it, Fallon shrugged. "It's fine, I can walk home, or --"
"No, no," insisted the father, not wanting to put her back out in the afternoon heat, "Really, if you don't mind, I'll drive you home -- I promised -- I just gotta get her home first."
That's what he did, driving his daughters to their house and leaving them with a live-in au pair. Excusing herself, he went back out to the minivan, climbing into the driver's seat and insisting that Fallon move to the front bench, right next to him. "You're not a little kid," he told her, as she climbed out of the car and hopped into the passenger spot next to him.