Mom I Can't Do This to Dad

It started their wedding night.

What a night.

When I think back to it, this was not something that just happened but something that she planned.

It was a weird wedding day.

The wedding was reported in the local news as a 'merger of two corporations.'

Her Dad gave her a successful business to run. She turned it into a thriving enterprise, buying up her competitors like crazy. Pushing a billion in revenue.

My Dad, a world famous celebrity newscaster with several side businesses.

None of them doing well, so he openly lied about the true status of them.

But...they were a great looking couple.

Dad already knighted as THE on-line Zaddy. My step-mom the former Miss Idaho, finishing in the top five in the Miss America competition. Still had her good looks.

The wedding ceremony was at 9 AM!

Who does that?

Everything moved up because Dad was called the night before to be on-site as the network anchor at the 8.5 earthquake in San Francisco.

At the 9 AM service, she wore a sexy red wedding dress. Dad a white tux.

Red. I guess that is appropriate when you have been married soooo many times.

Rumor is she preys on younger guys. Each previous marriage ended in divorce when she was caught fucking a young stud.

She can't help herself. Her beauty is beginning to fade a little. She feeds her ego with young, strong sex drive targets.

Sometimes she has two going on at one time.

Rumors.

How can you blame these guys? She still has IT. Who could refuse sex with her?

Only her Dad showed up for this, her fourth marriage.

Her daughter from her very first marriage had an important engagement to keep. What? Mom marriage burn-out? Probably.

I heard her Dad say in a whisper to her, 'Baby, make this your last. Please.'

Can she do it? Can she keep her vows? I think they don't mean anything to her.

The wedding reception started at noon.

She danced with everyone, especially the young guys.

Mom, Dad asked me to call her Mom, made several borderline, seductive dance moves with one of those guys.

He has one thing on his mind. Fuck the bride on her wedding day?

What a story to tell to his buddies.

Heads up divorce lawyers

Dad off in the corner surrounded by his business partners and customers. Some network execs. One a competitor to his network, trying to woo Dad away.

So he didn't see Mom's slutty moves and her focus on her next potential target.

There were no signs of her inappropriate wedding dance moves on me.

She insisted on a slow dance, nothing out of line. She smelled great even after all the dancing. She rested her head on my shoulder for most of the dance.

Mom moved in one month before the wedding. That worked well. We were able to build a good Stepmom, Stepson relationship going into the wedding.

I liked her. Not only good looking but smart, accomplished and ambitious.

She seemed normal. Maybe this cougar can be de-clawed.

I think she will be a great Step-Mom, but at 19, do I need one? I still have my real Mom.

I just wished she lived closer. After the divorce, she moved out of the country.

She was disgusted with what Dad did with my sister. I thought it was pretty disgusting too. Three years of sex before they were caught.

She said her affair with Dad was consensual.

She was coming to town from school, but too late for the early wedding.

There were hints that he was fooling around with other young women, but it was never found true.

I will be a good Step-Son... for Dad's sake. Maybe I can keep him out of trouble,

At the end of the celebration, Dad changed into his 'anchor man' suit and after saying his good byes, he left.

A perfunctory kiss for the bride.

Mom changed into skin tight jeans that accented her shapely bottom and legs.

A white silky top with a loose front that teased any on-looker with a sexy open view of her breasts.

Kind of inappropriate for a bride, but it is her fourth time.

Traditions are out the window.

She and I waited till mostly everyone left.

Typically she would leave with Dad to start the honeymoon, but he blew out of here to catch his plane to San Francisco.

'Brandon, I need a ride home. Can I bum a ride or should I Uber?'

'Mom, come on. Sure you can ride with me.'

She kissed me on the cheek.

'Thanks. I love it when you call me Mom! I can't believe you are my son! Handsome, physically fit and so smart. I bet you get any girl you want in bed.'

Face to face, starting with my shoulders, she gently traced the outline of my arms and chest muscles, stopping at my belt.

She tugged down on it.

'I need to get you home and out of this tux.'

One of the last couples to leave caught my eye.

I broke away from Mom to say good-bye to these people who I have never met.

I just had to get away.

I am getting a bad feeling about Mom's attitude.

***

At first, nothing alarming during the ride home.

She talked about Dad, how great he was to her.

She went on and on about him.

It sounded fake after a while, but who am I to judge.

When we were close to home, she shifted the conversation.

'Brandon, there is something that I don't like about your Dad.'

'i'd be surprised if he wasn't perfect.'

'But it very important. It's something difficult to talk about, especially with his son. Hopefully you haven't inherited it.'

I am confused.

'I don't understand.'

'A healthy marriage has a great sex life. That is what I worry about.'

Oh boy. Where is this going?

'You see, he is big, but not so big that turns me on. And he doesn't know how to use what he does have. Does that make sense?'

I never heard talk like from my real Mom.

She put her hand on my thigh.

She asked again, 'Does it? Does it make sense?'

I just nodded.

'I am worried that you are like that too. That would be a shame if you were.'

We pulled into the driveway and the open garage.

Should I tell her?

Yes, she has nothing to worry about. I don't have a small dick and I knew how to use what I had. Some girls have commented on how big, thick and good I am.

Is it any of her business?

I turned off the car. I grabbed the steering wheel.

'Mom, I am really uncomfortable about this conversation.'

'Sorry. I am just worried about you. See what happened to Dad. His wife probably divorced him because of his dick. I'm not like that.'

Then she told the real truth.

'I can get my sexual satisfaction other ways.'

She rubbed my thigh.

I screamed at her, 'She didn't divorce because of his size. She divorced him because he used it with young girls.'

'Oh, I didn't know that. Young girls huh? Interesting.'

A follow-up.

'How old?'

Why did I open this door? She blew right through it with a million questions.

I sighed.

'I only know the age of one. She is 21 now. They started their affair on her 18th birthday.'

'Wow, it sounds like you know her. Girl friend?'

Get it over with I told myself.

'No. My sister.'

She was stunned.

'My... my.... my step-daughter?'

'Yes.

'Wow, wow, wow. I did not know that. I have an 20 year old daughter.'

'He went through court ordered counseling. Supposedly he has sworn off the young ones.'

'Well that's good.,' she said.

'Hey Brandon. I have a favor to ask of you. Let's go inside, have a drink and discuss my ask.'

I can only imagine.

***

She is late. I re-arranged my wedding to be here on time.

When I heard she was a knock-out and a virgin, I had to have her.

Gina told me she would not be available for a month. That she really wanted to meet with me and was willing to pay if need be.

I never ask for money.

'Baby, she is late.'

'Daddy, I know. Should we kill some time?'

She gave me a sly smile.

'Come on. Can't you wait? We will have all night after she leaves.'

'Can I watch this time?'

'I thought she was your friend. Do you really want to watch your friend?'

'Yes Daddy, so can I?'

She moved in close to kiss, placing her hand on my cock.

I kissed her and let her rub up and down on my growing erection.

She is such a turn on for me even after all this time.

I still get flashbacks of that first time on her 18th birthday. Pent up desires busting open the flood gates of crazy sex. She insisted on trying every position. She begged me to face fuck her.

That was so satisfying for both of us.

Since the divorce we have to be real careful and not get caught again.

'Gina, can you just peek out from the bedroom? I plan to keep her out here.'

'OK, but I don't like it. Maybe I won't do your favorite tonight to show you that.'

'Yeah right. Go to the bedroom before she shows up. What is her name?'

'It's weird. Dragon.'

'Hope she doesn't breathe fire on my cock.'

'Daddy! You are so funny.'

There was a knock on the door.

'Hurry, go hide.'

I slapped her firm ass and sent her on her way.

I opened the door.

Immediately I liked her.

Long black hair in a high ponytail with makeup that complimented her hair.

Oversized black frame glasses.

Seeing them, triggered a memory of Gina.

She wore glasses like that before she had LASIK surgery.

When she gave me her first blowjob, she insisted on wearing them.

She didn't like the thought of cum in her eyes so the glasses gave her protection.

However, when I came on her forehead and the cum leaked down into her eyes no protection from that.

Enough daydreaming.

The girl's breasts were barely contained by a transparent white blouse.

A micro skirt hemline that came close to her pussy.

Platform sandals that pushed up her cheeks and stressed her thighs and calves.

Large, luscious lips that I pictured wrapped around the head of my cock.

She was worth the wait.

'Hi. come on in.'

She was acting shy, looking around the room, maybe thinking this was a mistake.

I walked up behind her to place my hands gently on her shoulders.

I told her, 'I like you. You are very attractive.'

She turned around.

'Thank you, that makes me feel better about doing this.'

'We can take it slow. You tell me when you are uncomfortable.'

I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

'Would you like a glass of wine?' I asked.

'Yeah sure.'

'Have a seat.'

As she sat, the little skirt pulled up showing her white panties. She didn't seem to notice.

I sat next to her and handed her the glass.

She asked, 'How often do you... you know... with girls like me?'

'With a girl like you, I find it exciting to help them do it for the first time.'

'So you are gentle?'

'Yes, unless they ask me to be rough.'

'Rough? What do you do?'

'Some girls like to be slapped while I am inside them, force my erection deep into her throat, amongst other things.'

'Is that exciting?'

'Well, yes.'

'Maybe we can try that too?'

'Sure.'

Oh god.

She asked, 'So how do we start? I have no idea what to do.'

'Is it OK if I tell you what to do? And like I said, when you are uncomfortable, we can stop and try something else.'

'That sounds great. I am ready.'

'OK. Are you comfortable taking your clothes off? All your clothes?'

'Yes, but are you going to do the same?'

'Yep.'

'Good. I have never seen a penis other than in pictures or videos.'

As we spoke, she removed her blouse. Her large breasts had super large areolas and diamond shaped nipples.

I took a deep breath to distract myself and asked, 'What kind of videos?'

'Well, I tried all kinds but I really like the Daddy Daughter ones.'

'Really? That's interesting.'

Maybe I will do some role playing to get her excited.

She stood in front of me and wiggled her skirt down. White panties with a Dragon covering her pussy.

I touched the Dragon and asked.

'What's the significance of the Dragon?'

'My favorite movie is The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. I adopted Dragon as my code name.'

'Code name for what?'

'My Secret Service code name,' she said nonchalantly.

She dropped her panties to the floor and folded them up like she did her skirt and blouse.

Her pussy was shaved. Her inner lips protruded out over the outer. The hood over her clit looked larger than normal.

All that was interesting information paling in comparison to a Secret Service code name.

It dawned on me. Her agent was probably outside in the hallway.

'Does your agent know why you are here?'

'She doesn't know the real reason. Told her I was visiting a friend. So don't worry about her. She is cool. We are friends. We are close.'

I didn't want to ask why she had the protection. I think only former President's and VPs families get the protection. They can turn it down like my new wife did.

Knowing who she might be, maybe a daughter of a former President?

Suddenly taking her virginity wasn't such a good idea.

'What should I call you?' I asked.

'Dragon is fine.'

'Let's go to the bedroom to be more comfortable.'

She went first, I closed the door. Sorry Gina, no show.

Dragon walked up to me and placed her arms on my waist. Her tits hanging low, begging for attention.

I said, 'First thing is to get comfortable. We are half the way there.'

She said, 'OK if I remove your clothes?'

With that, she pulled my shirt up and over my head. She folded it neatly next to her clothes.

She touched my muscled chest, caressing my pecs, triceps and biceps

'So hard,' she said.

I sat her down, spread her legs. She rested back on her elbows.

She looked at my crotch.

'Is that your penis sticking out?'

She sat up and reached for it.

Before she got there, I slipped off my shorts and briefs.

'That looks pretty big, but what do I know,' she said.

A smile on her pretty face.

'Touch it,' I urged.

With her index finger, she touched the tip, then quickly pulled her hand back.

I took her hand and wrapped her fingers around the shaft below the head.

'Better?' I asked.

'Yes, it feels a little har.d. Does it get harder?'

'Of course. Here do this.'

I put my hand over hers and moved it up and down on it.

Once she had the rhythm I removed my hand.

'My gosh, it is getting bigger and longer. Does it stop growing?'

'Well, yes, eventually.'

'How do you do it? How do you make it grow?'

Man, either she is a real naive virgin or she is fucking with me. Gotta be fucking with me. I will play along.

'You are doing it. Looking at your sexy body plus your gentle touch, it grows.'

She said, 'I want to kiss you, to thank you for showing me this.'

'Let's move onto the bed. I will lie on my back. You next to me.'

We moved to the bed. My cock rock hard but needing more attention. So much to teach her. Hard to believe she is so naive.

I initiated the kissing after placing her hand back on my erection.

She started stroking me.

The combination of kissing and stroking really turned me on,

'When I open my mouth wider, do the same, then suck on my tongue.'

She followed orders.

I was getting off on this, but I had more to do with her.

I gently broke off to nibble her ear lobe and kiss her neck.

I placed my left hand on her breast. She pushed it up against my hand.

I squeezed it and played with her diamond nipple.

Kissing my way down to her breast, I sucked on her other nipple, pulling it out as far as it would go.

I placed my hand right on her pussy to massage it a few times. When I removed it, no problem expressed with touching it, so I slipped my hand onto her pussy.

Exploring the contours I found the clit hidden under the hood. I squeezed it gently.

'Uh, oh, oh that... that feels... oh god don't stop,' she ordered.

Once I caught her pussy's attention, I resumed kissing her.

My two fingers pierced the labia and entered her vagina.

I pressed on looking for her G-spot, experimenting with angles and finger depth.

I found it.

'Oh god, oh god, uh, uh, uh, uh, oh shit.'

She was on my mouth seeking my tongue again.

Contact!

Her lips sucking my tongue into her warm mouth.

She suddenly stopped.

'Never, never... uh, uh, uh, oooooh.'

She was bucking up against my hand.

'Oh god, never felt this way...'

She screamed, 'I going to... oh gosh, I don't know what to do. I can't control myself.'

Time to change things up.

I pulled my fingers out.

'No, no, no don't do that to me,' she said sternly.

'Spread your legs wide,' I told her.

'No, put it back.'

'It's OK, I have something better.'

I tapped my cock on her clit, then rubbed it back and forth across her pussy lips too..

I played with her clit.

'Yes, yes, put it in. I want it, give the fucking thing to me.'

I kept playing with her clit.

She grabbed my cock, stroked it a few times and forced it into her wet pussy.

I pushed in slowly.

'Oh yeah!' she exclaimed.

Further in, pushing back past her hymen, which was hanging off one side, she shifted a little, a better position to accept my long cock.

'Why! Why! Why,' she cried out.

She grabbed her nipples, pulling hard on them.

'What? What do you mean?' I asked.

'Why did I wait so long to do this? It is fucking amazing the way I feel.'

She sure had the f-word planted in her vocabulary.

Holding her legs up, I started fucking her, harder and harder while I rubbed her clit.

'Weird, weird, weird, I feel like... peeing...'

I quickly pulled out.

She started squirting.

I rubbed and rubbed her, the sprays hitting my chest.

'Ooooh that feels so good. More, more.'

Back in, I kept fucking her.

Her pussy so tight and wet, I need to cum.

I reached for her tits, squeezing them, pulling on the nipples.

'What's happening, oh god I can't, arrrrr.'

She was beating the bed, her head rolling like it was on a swivel.

She was cumming. It made me want to cum. I need to pull out.

Then...she wrapped her legs around me.

She clutched my back, digging her long fingernails into me as she rode out her orgasm.

It was too exciting. I have to pull out now.

'Let me go!' I ordered her.

She didn't hear. She actually clutched me harder.

'I have to cum, I have to cum.' I called out hoping she would let go.

Instead she said, 'Do it, cum in meeeeeeeee.'

She zoned out.

I did it. I let go.

I thrusted hard into her, timed with every ejaculation, my cum filling up her virgin pussy.

'Warmth, I feel warmth. I like it, I like your cum. I need more.'

I kept thrusting and pumping every bit of cum into her.

I slowed to a stop.

I was deep inside her.

We kissed affectionately.

She said, 'Lets do this again. Please.'

I resumed fucking her.

A knock on door.

'Come in.' I yelled.

It was Gina.

Even though Gina arranged it, she was a little shocked to see her Dad entangled with a 20 year old virgin.

She heard Dragon's screaming.

'Someone is knocking on the hallway door calling for Dragon.' she said.

'It's has to be her Secret Service security,' I said.

Dragon was still a little zoned out enjoying the remnants of her first orgasm.

'Dragon, your security is knocking on the door, calling for you.'

She came out of it.

'Tell her I am busy losing my virginity.'

Gina said, 'Really? OK.'

'No, no stop. I will talk to her. Where are my clothes?'

She stood up, looking around still zoned out.

I watched some cum leak out of her.

'I am a mess, I can't talk to her. Gina, tell her you are the girl friend I was meeting. Tell her, I don't know, I... tell her I am about to phone Mom. She knows Mom married today and knows I ditched the wedding. Trying to make it up with a phone call.'

'OK.'

'Who gets married at 9 AM?'

She answered her own question.

'My Mom. Who has a husband that has to work on the wedding night? Mom.'

Gina closed the bedroom door to deliver the message to the Secret Services agent.

It can't be. This can't be my new step-daughter! It can't be!

Gina came back.