Joseph Watkins sat in his den in his favorite, overstuffed recliner nursing a beer. To the untrained eye, it might seem like Joseph was in deep thought about matters of great importance such as war, politics or money, but in reality he sat there with his too-warm beer and was deep in thought about how good his cock felt jammed in his step-daughter's cunt.
Joseph was a lucky man who had managed to fall in love twice. Once with his wife who was everything a man could ask for. She cooked, cleaned, brought him his morning coffee and never complained. In fact, she was more than happy to turn a blind eye to any "extracurricular" activities Joseph had as long as he kept her in a lavish lifestyle. Joseph was happy to oblige her if it meant he could now and then get a piece of young, tight and eager-to-be-fucked-the-right-way pussy.
While he sat there in his ponderings he wondered if Kristin would be so forgiving of his latest dalliance.
Which brings us to the second time Joe Watkins fell in love—the day he met his 18-year-old step-daughter, Marianna.
At 18, she was magnificent; her breasts were perfect. They sat high on her chest like two apples waiting to be plucked from a tree. Her nipples were constantly hard and she wore nothing but tank tops because she knew how perfect they were. She stood 5'9 with long strawberry-blonde hair that hung all the way down to her ass. Christ, her ass could start wars, like two peaches, ripe and juicy.
Wars would be continued over her pussy. The first time he fucked her she had a landing strip but Joe convinced her to shave it all; he liked nothing in his way when he buried his face in her pussy to suck her sweet cunt out. She tasted like honey. Mar loved to tell him that she wasn't sure if he wanted to fuck her or devour her.
He wanted both. He wanted her to beg for his cock, daily. Beg him to fuck her, lick her and make her his slut. Daddy's slut. Marianna obliged him. Since the day she went in the bathroom while Joe was stepping out of the shower and caught a glimpse of his 9-inch cock, she had begged for it. Never one to leave a woman begging, Joe obliged her. He had fucked her every single day since the shower incident, four months ago.
By God, he loved that little slut.
Of course, that being said, there Joe sits, in his chair, nursing that same damn beer with his ever-interested cock standing up at the mere thought of his little slut, wondering if maybe he should call it a night rather than fuck her. She did have her college roommate over after all. It would be the polite thing to do. But, Joe's cock would have none of it. Like it or not, Joe was gonna give his little slut exactly what little sluts need.
Joe got up and headed down the hall. He knocked on Mar's door, peeked his head in and said, "Hey, Mar, can I see you a sec?" Marianna tells Brenda she'll be right back. Joe takes one look at Marianna and tells Brenda, "There's been an issue, nothing big, but it may be a while; just make yourself at home."
He closes the door and tells Mar, "Follow me." She follows him back into his den. He closes the door behind her, not noticing when it opened an inch or two. She has a worried look. "Everything ok?" she asks.
"Yes and no," replies Joe, as he unzips his pants and frees his completely hard cock. "My cock needs sucked."
Mar looks down, licks her lips and says, "Right now, Joe?"
"Yes, Marianna, right now. Be Daddy's good slut and come over here."
Marianna steps forward then looks back towards her room. "B-Brenda," she stutters.
