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Dear Diary

Copyright© 2026 by callmeQ67

Chapter 3: August

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 3: August - On a girl's fifteenth birthday, one of her gifts is a journal which she uses to record her innermost thoughts. She’s ashamed of her body because she is developing more slowly than her friends and classmates. Little does she know that there’s at least one man who finds her attractive for the very features that make her feel deficient.

Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft   ft/ft   Consensual   Mother   Daughter   Black Male   White Female   First   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Small Breasts  

August 1, 2025

Oh my god, last night was so crazy I can still hardly believe it.

It was killing me to know that DeWayne was here, in my house, but he wasn’t with me. I couldn’t stop thinking about him, picturing his long, thick cock. As I fucked my pussy with my little vibrator, I imagined it was him and I came three or four times. It wasn’t enough. I needed to be closer to him; to hear his voice. So I crept down the hall to mom’s bedroom.

With my ear to the door, I heard mom saying, “God I love the way you fuck me, DeWayne. I missed it so much while you were gone. Oh Jesus, it’s so deep inside me...”

Wearing only my little cotton nightie, I stood there listening to them fuck for the next fifteen or twenty minutes. The only sound I made was the squelching of my fingers in my sopping wet kitty. At last I heard DeWayne saying he was going to cum, and mom said, “Yes, fill me up baby!”

I should have been embarrassed, right? I should have been horrified. But it just made me even more turned on. When I came, I felt so drained that I slid down the wall and sat on the floor.

I was still sitting there basking in the afterglow, when I heard DeWayne say he was going downstairs to get a drink.

And then he stepped into the hall, stark naked. DeWayne closed the bedroom door behind him before spotting me. He was obviously startled to see me there, but then he smiled and came to me. Even in the dim light I could see that his cock was still semi-hard and glistening wet. At last, I thought. I wrapped both hands around it and rubbed it all over my face.

I felt so grateful to hold it again that I licked every inch of it, cleaning up their mess.

Rubbing my clit with one hand, I used the other to peel back the foreskin of that mammoth cock. I sucked the head clean while looking up into his eyes.

DeWayne put a finger to his lips and hauled me to my feet. I followed him down the stairs and into the kitchen. He grabbed the hem of my nightie and pulled it over my head. Then he picked me up and laid me on the countertop.

“God damn, you’re sexy,” he growled.

Can you believe that? He thinks my skinny, underdeveloped body is sexy!

Then he shoved my legs apart and just stared at my pussy. It was so wet that I was embarrassed, and I thought it might turn him off. But he said, “Fuck, that’s beautiful.” He spent a few minutes spreading my pussy lips open with his fingers while gazing at it and telling me how pretty it is.

When he picked up my nightie, I thought he was going to wipe my dripping cunt. Instead, he said, “Open your mouth.” Then he stuffed pretty much the entire thing in it.

As soon as he began to suck my pussy it was clear why he’d done it. Wow! That man sure knows his way around a girl’s anatomy. After I’d already cum once, he slid one of his thick fingers inside me and began to stroke a place inside me that I didn’t know existed. At the same time, he pulled back my hood and sucked my clit into his mouth. That sent me into orbit. I was thrashing around so much on the counter that I probably would have fallen off if he wasn’t holding me. My legs shook for like a minute after he’d stopped.

He gently removed the damp cotton from my mouth and kissed me, letting me taste my cum. “I’d better get back upstairs,” he said. “But baby girl ... one of these days, this is going to be for you.” He held his dick in his hand, showing me it was hard again. Then he took a bottle of water from the fridge and disappeared.

I lay there on the counter, completely spent. It felt like my life force had been sucked out through my vagina. It was only when I started to get cold that I found the strength to get up and slip my wrinkled nightie on over my head.

Apparently, I really was exhausted because I slept until almost noon today. Mom and DeWayne were both long gone by then. But tomorrow’s Saturday, so I hope he’ll be around this weekend.

August 2, 2025

I was kind of excited to get up and have breakfast with mom and DeWayne. I wore flannel pajamas that button up the front so I was able to flash my boobs at DeWayne a couple of times while mom was cooking. It was fun seeing the look on his face. The bad part was when they said they were going to spend the whole day shopping for antiques. Not only that, but they’re going out to dinner so I’ll be on my own all evening, too. I’m going to see if Janice and Liz are busy.

OMG! Did I mention that my life feels like a roller coaster these days? Well, this morning was the scariest ride yet.

Mom and DeWayne were in her room getting ready to go out. I had just taken off the top of my pajamas and was looking for my bra. Suddenly, the door burst open and my hands flew automatically to cover my breasts. It was DeWayne, and he was wearing only a pair of boxers.

He said, “Your mom’s in the shower. We have five minutes.” He grabbed my wrist and dragged me out in the hall saying, “I need to be able to hear when she’s done.” We stopped just outside mom’s bedroom door, which was open.

He pulled out his huge fuck stick as I dropped to my knees. I looked up at him and opened my mouth. God, how I love the feel of that giant, veiny shaft in my hands as the head fills my mouth. I love to feel it getting harder and fatter as I worship it.

“Oh, yes,” he groaned. “Take it deeper. Let me see how much you want it.”

I tried to force his fat dick down my throat, but it simply would not fit. The only thing I accomplished was to choke myself and drool all over the place. I could feel saliva dripping off my chin.

“Fuck yes, baby girl,” DeWayne growled. “Stroke it and suck it.”

All that spit made his shaft nice and slippery in my little hands. I had a good rhythm going when we heard the shower stop running. A moment later my mom called, “DeWayne? Can you bring me a towel? I forgot to get one out.”

“Fuck!” he said, stuffing his cock back into his boxers. He then slipped into the bedroom, leaving me on my knees in the hall. I got up and staggered back to my room.

I caught sight of my reflection in the full-length mirror, and quite a sight it was. My hair was a mess, and a stream of saliva had run down between my boobs all the way to the waistband of my pajamas.

Frustration doesn’t begin to describe how I felt at that moment. I crumpled to the floor and began to cry.

August 3, 2025

Yesterday turned out a lot better than I could have imagined after such a fucked up morning. After mom and DeWayne left, I took a long hot shower to wash away the disappointment of being interrupted at such a critical moment. I also washed the mess off my body.

Liz invited me and Janice to her house to swim, and Janice’s mom said she’d give me a ride. I was really happy to see Janice again. Now that I’ve had sex with her, I take even more pleasure in looking at my friend’s gorgeous body in her bikini. I know exactly what she looks like without it.

We splashed around in the pool for a while and were lying in the sun when Liz said she couldn’t stop thinking about what we’d told her. “I mean, like, what exactly did you do? Can you tell me about that night?”

Janice and I looked at each other.

“What do you want to know?” I said.

“Well ... did you use your fingers? Did you, um, lick each other?” She was clearly embarrassed but I guess her curiosity won out.

“We did it all,” Janice said, and we laughed.

Liz was quiet for a minute. Then out of nowhere she said, “Let’s go to my room.”

I wasn’t sure what she had in mind, but I began to feel a little nervous. We wrapped towels around ourselves and went into the house, where her mom greeted us. She offered us a snack but we rushed upstairs, impatient to hear what Liz had to say.

Once we were in her bedroom, she hemmed and hawed for a few minutes before finally blurting out, “I want to watch you two do it!” Then she instantly turned crimson. I’m sure my mouth fell open in surprise.

Janice and I stood there for a minute without speaking. Then I put an arm around her and led her to a corner of the room. “What do you think?” I asked in a whisper.

“I don’t know. Don’t you think it would be weird to let her watch?”

“I say we do it,” I said, suddenly feeling very aroused. For some reason the thought of Liz watching us was turning me on. I didn’t wait for a response, quickly peeling off Janice’s towel and kissing her sweet lips. She returned the favor by removing my towel. She felt so good in my arms, and when her tongue found mine we kissed hungrily. I was soon rubbing my mound on her leg.

I glanced at Liz, who was sitting in a chair near the bed. Her eyes were like saucers.

Feeling more sure of myself by the minute, I untied the string of Janice’s halter-style bikini top. My hands were on her perfect tits seconds later. “God, I love your boobs,” I said, before sucking each of her pink nipples in turn.

Janice let out a little moan, and I knew she wasn’t going to resist. I steered her towards the bed and she fell back on it.

Liz appeared to be mesmerized. “Doesn’t Janice have the most amazing boobs?” I said. “They’re so big and so perky.”

Liz could only nod in reply.

I got on top of Janice so I could fondle and suck her tits some more before sliding down her pale body. It came as a surprise to me, but I enjoyed performing for an audience. Knowing that our friend was watching brought out my flair for the dramatic. I caressed Janice’s bikini-covered slit while making eye contact with Liz.

“Shall I take these off?” I asked my blonde friend. She didn’t answer, just stared. I took that for a yes.

By this point, Janice was clearly feeling less inhibited—she moved her hips urgently, rubbing herself on my hand. I smiled at Liz as I slowly lowered Janice’s bikini bottom. I left them dangling from one foot as I spread my friend’s legs to admire her pretty pussy.

I kissed my way up both thighs before sucking each of her plump outer labia into my mouth. Deciding that I’d teased her enough, I dove straight in, slurping like an animal on her juicy peach.

“Oh god ... yes ... yes...” Janice squealed. Her hips rose from the bed and I grabbed her ass, pushing my tongue deep inside her gushing quim. I found her clit and sucked on it.

“Yeah ... yeah ... just like that,” Janice whimpered. “Don’t stop ... I’m gonna ... Yes!”

Her body flopped around like a fish on a hook as my mouth was filled with her sweet cream. I sensed that she had more in her so I kept sucking. Sure enough, she came again just a minute later. This time, though, she pushed my head away and collapsed on her side.

I looked at Liz, who was staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Her hand was inside her bikini bottom. I got up and walked over to her. She blushed and her hand stopped moving.

“That was hot, wasn’t it?” I said. “It’s okay to touch yourself.” Then I kissed her lips, letting her taste Janice’s pussy. “Now it’s my turn.”

I tore off my bikini and climbed back on the bed. Remembering the way I used to rub my kitty on a stuffed animal when I was little, I knelt over Janice’s face. I sighed when she began to eat me, and spread my pussy lips open with my fingers. Liz and I looked into each other’s eyes as I ground my pussy on our friend’s mouth.

Liz was now openly touching herself. One hand was holding her bikini out of the way while the other rubbed her pussy.

I love being on top. I can move my hips any way I want, and I can control how much pressure to apply to the mouth between my thighs. I have to give Janice credit: she kept licking no matter how hard I ground on her face. I knew I was going to cum before long.

Without breaking eye contact with Liz, I began to pinch and twist my nipples. That pushed me over the edge. Liz’s mouth was open in a perfect ‘O’ and her hand moved frantically inside her panties. She moaned out loud and I came again.

When I finally dismounted, I bent over to kiss Janice and lick my mess from her face. We giggled between sloppy kisses, sharing my cum. When I looked up, Liz was still staring and still touching herself.

“Let’s get her,” I whispered to Janice. We both jumped up and grabbed Liz by her wrists, pulling her over to the bed.

“Now just wait a minute you guys,” she protested.

“Fuck that,” I said. “It’s obvious that you like watching. I think you’ll like doing even better.”

So we stripped off her bikini and threw her on the bed. Liz was reluctant at first, or pretended to be. That didn’t last long, though. Once she felt my tongue on her clit, she was like putty in our hands.

Liz ended up doing everything we wanted and it was awesome. I can’t remember clearly the order of events—so many things happened at once. But I do remember Janice and I lay between our blond friend’s legs and took turns licking her sweet cunt. We kissed each other each time we switched, and it was so hot sharing her girl juice.

Liz has beautiful pink nipples with large, pale aureoles. And her pussy is different than mine or Janice’s. For one thing, her pubic hair is blond. Not quite as blond as the hair on her head, but still very light. And her inner labia stick out quite a bit, which makes them fun to suck on.

Anyway, it was one of the best days of the whole summer. My two closest friends are now both my lovers and it doesn’t get much better than that.

I’m in bed now, and I just heard my mom and DeWayne get home. God, how I wish he was coming to bed with me. That would make this day truly perfect.

August 4, 2025

Mom and DeWayne left for work at the same time this morning so I wasn’t able to suck his cock or do any of the other forbidden stuff that I craved. Instead, I watched interracial porn for a couple of hours. I guess you could say it was consolation for not getting the real thing. But mainly I watched because I love it, and it makes me super horny.

I needed satisfaction, so I got my mom’s big toy from her room and lubed it up. I lay back on my bed with my legs spread wide, facing the full-length mirror. My little shaved pussy looked pretty damn sexy if I do say so myself—the lips parted and all slick with lube.

I started slowly, gently caressing my vulva with my fingers. In my state of need, it wasn’t long before I was close to orgasm. I slid my middle finger into my cunt, searching for that spot DeWayne had exploited so wonderfully a few nights earlier. It didn’t take long to find it.

My pussy was very wet by this point, but I still made sure to slather mom’s big dildo with lube. Oh my god, I felt so stuffed with that thing inside me! And it was super hot watching it disappear in my hairless little pussy. My eyes went back and forth between the image in the mirror and the view directly in front of me.

“Give it to me, DeWayne,” I said aloud. “Fuck me with your big dick.”

I came then, my hips arching up off the bed as pleasure exploded from my core. It was so intense I saw stars and colored lights. I think every muscle in my body contracted. After a minute or two, my legs sank back to the mattress as I came down from my sexual high.

After regaining my composure, I looked up at my reflection in the mirror as I slowly withdrew my mom’s sex toy. My pussy lips were engorged and very red. My eyes looked like I was on drugs or something lol.

I thought, If a fake penis can make me feel that good, what is DeWayne’s huge cock going to do to me?

I hope I find out soon.

August 5, 2025

DeWayne didn’t stay at my house last night. It sucks but there’s nothing I can do about it. I spent the morning on self care—I painted my nails, tried arranging my hair in different ways, and tried my mom’s eye make-up. Oh, and of course I shaved my pussy. I really like it smooth now. Maybe I can get the hair removed by electrolysis. I wonder if mom will pay for it lol.

I’ve been thinking about how turned on I was when Liz watched me and Janice, and how hot it was to watch myself using mom’s dildo. After a little searching online, I found a word that might describe me: exhibitionist. I’ve always been kinda quiet, not the most outgoing person I know. And it turns out I get off on being watched.

How crazy is that?

August 9, 2025

I’m really starting to think I’m a nymphomaniac. Or a mental case. What happened last night would probably be disturbing, even horrifying, to most people. Not me. I’m touching myself right now as I go over the details again in my mind.

DeWayne came over for dinner last night and then he and my mom curled up on the sofa together to watch TV. It made me super jealous, which is insane. I mean, who’s jealous of her own mom? So I came up to my room and spent some time watching videos and stuff. When mom and DeWayne went into her room, I put on headphones so I wouldn’t hear them having sex.

It was about an hour later that my door opened. I look up from my phone, and DeWayne is standing there naked. His cock is fully erect, and it looks shiny and wet. I get up from the bed, ready to kneel at his feet.

He shook his head. “Come with me,” he said in a quiet but commanding voice. “And don’t make a sound.”

I followed him down the hall to mom’s bedroom.

Oh. My. God.

My mom was naked on the bed—face down, ass up. She was blindfolded, and her legs were held wide apart by a metal bar cuffed to her ankles. The leather cuffs on her wrists were also attached to the bar, locking her in that obscene position.

And oh yeah—there were bright red hand prints on her smooth white bottom.

She was talking nonstop as we entered the room. “DeWayne? Where did you go? Please, put it back in me. Don’t leave me like this, daddy. I need your cock ... I’m so close ... please, please fuck me ... please...”

DeWayne smiled at me. Then he spanked my mom’s ass two or three times on each cheek. “Is this what you want, slut?” he said, sliding his dick up and down her very wet pussy.

“Yes please, daddy. Don’t tease me anymore, please ... shove it in me daddy, please...”

“Like this?” DeWayne said, as he slipped the head of his big tool inside her.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned. “Yes, fuck me, daddy. Fuck me...”

DeWayne motioned for me to kneel by the bed. Then he gripped my mom’s waist and proceeded to pound her with that huge meat stick of his.

“Are you daddy’s little slut, baby girl? Do you like my big daddy dick inside your little fuck hole?”

“You know I am, daddy. You know I’m you’re little fuck toy. Fuck my little pussy, daddy. Fuck me as hard as you want and fill me up with your cum.”

I was close enough to smell my mom’s arousal, close enough to hear the squelching of her wet cunt, and close enough to see her cream on DeWayne’s thick, veiny shaft.

“Fuck me,” said my mom over and over. “Oh god, yes ... I’m gonna cum ... please don’t stop ... please ... yes ... YES!”

My mouth was dry with excitement as she came, moaning and wailing and shuddering. My hand was in my pajamas, rubbing my pussy.

Why can’t it be me? I thought.

When her trembling had slowed, DeWayne withdrew his cock and aimed it in my direction. “Did you like that, baby girl?” he said. “Did you cum hard on daddy’s cock?”

I realized he was speaking in part to cover the sound of me licking up mom’s pussy cream from his fat dick.

“Fuck me some more, daddy,” begged my mom as I sucked her boyfriend’s cock. “Fuck me and fill me with your hot cum.”

“Be patient, baby girl,” he said, taking his beautiful manhood away from me. “There’s no hurry. I want to taste your cum.”

He knelt and began to lick and suck at her dripping wet opening. My mom screamed into the sheets, thrusting her sex against his face. He ate her until she came again, which didn’t take long. Then he kissed me before standing again.

“Do you want daddy’s cock, baby girl? Are you daddy’s little cum slut?”

Mom groaned as he slid his fat pole inside her. “Yes, I’m daddy’s little cum slut. Fill me up with your cum, daddy. Fill your little slut with cum.”

He fucked her hard for another five minutes or more, spanking her ass now and then. I’m pretty sure she came at least twice. They kept up the dirty talk the whole time. When he pulled out I was right there waiting to suck him clean.

“I’m going to taste your cum again, baby girl,” he said, as mom begged for his cock. But this time he didn’t kneel behind her. No, he guided ME towards mom’s oozing fuck hole! I looked up at him in shock, but he didn’t relent. Instead, he pushed my face into her sopping gash.

God help me, I came without so much as touching myself as I licked my own mother’s pussy. It was the most depraved act I could imagine, so naturally it was arousing beyond belief.

I was glad of the practice I’d had with Liz and Janice. Is this really any different? I asked myself. DeWayne stood over me with his hands on mom’s ass, no doubt watching over my shoulder as I tongued her juicy slit. I knew she was close to orgasm when she started to grind her pussy on my face.

Just like my friends, mom’s pussy tastes sweet when she cums.

DeWayne nudged me out of the way and placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to mom’s womb. “Are you ready for daddy’s cum, baby girl?”

“Yes, daddy. Fill me up with your cum. Fill up your little slut, daddy.”

One of my hands was inside my pajamas and the other caressed his heavy hanging balls as he fucked mom’s pussy with long, powerful strokes. It wasn’t long before he came with a mighty roar.

It was a sight to behold. His godlike physique shone with perspiration, his muscles flexing as he pumped his seed deep inside her. After a minute or so, he pulled out his cock and held her pussy lips open with his hands. A blob of gooey cum dripped to the floor.

“Look how much cum is in your little pussy, baby girl,” he said to my mom. As he spoke, he pointed to the puddle on the floor. I knew what to do. On hands and knees, I licked up his now-cooling semen.

DeWayne’s cock was still hard, and he shoved it back in my mom. “Oh yes,” she groaned. “Your baby girl loves having your cock inside her, daddy.”

He fucked her slowly for a few strokes, then pulled it out and offered it to me. I greedily sucked his cock while the two of them talked dirty to each other. We repeated this vile act a few more times until most of his cum was in my belly.

DeWayne gestured towards the door. My services were no longer required, so I went back to my room. I could taste mom’s pussy in my mouth and smell it on my face as I fucked myself to a series of earth-shattering orgasms.

Janice and Liz are a lot more open-minded than I used to give them credit for, but there’s no way I’m going to tell them about this. I’ll never tell a soul about last night.

Except you, Dear Diary.

August 11, 2025

It finally happened! I finally got to spend a little time with DeWayne, but we weren’t exactly alone.

It was a day I won’t soon forget. For one thing, my pussy is still sore.

The day started out like any other day. I got out of bed a little before noon and went downstairs in my pajamas. I could hear mom and DeWayne in the basement as I ate a bowl of cereal. Just as I’d finished, Liz texted me and Janice, inviting us over for a swim. She said her parents would be gone all afternoon and she had the house to herself.

So I went downstairs to ask mom for a ride. She was wearing heavy rubber gloves because she was using some nasty chemical to strip the paint from an antique dresser.

“Can’t you see I’m busy?” she said. “I can take you over there in a couple of hours.”

I started to whine that the afternoon would be over by then, but DeWayne offered to drive me. “That stuff is giving me a headache anyway,” he said, referring to the chemical stripper.

As soon as DeWayne offered to drive me, a plan began to form in my mind.

Mom said she could manage without him for a while, so I went up to my room to change. I was already getting excited. I phoned Janice to tell her what I had in mind. She said it was a bad idea. “Are you crazy? He’s your mom’s boyfriend!”

I had to beg and plead with her, but eventually I convinced her to go along with my plan. Janice is a good person, and she tried to get me to do the right thing. But the notion of right and wrong means little to me where DeWayne is concerned.

He has insisted many times that I have to keep our relationship secret. He’s told me more than once that I can’t tell Liz and Janice. Of course, he has no idea that Janice already knows about us. I understand his caution. But for my plan to work he would have to be a bit less cautious than usual. I had some ideas about how to accomplish that.

I removed my t-shirt as soon as we got in the car. “I think my boobs are growing,” I said. “Do you want to see them, DeWayne?”

“Uh, I’d like that, but I need to keep my eyes on the road.”

“You’re such a pervert,” I said, as I unfastened my bikini top. “Making me suck your cock while mom was tied up.”

He glanced at my boobs which I had cupped in both hands. “You didn’t seem to mind,” he said.

I wet a fingertip in my mouth and circled my nipple with it. “I loved it, actually,” I said, wetting another finger to tease both nipples. “Did you like watching me eat my mom’s pussy?”

“You know I did.”

I slid my hand inside my bikini bottom to caress my vulva. “Mmmm, that feels so good. I’ve been thinking about sucking your cock day and night, and playing with my pussy. My shaved, fifteen-year-old pussy.”

I pulled my hand out to show DeWayne how wet my fingers were, then used those wet fingers to tease my hard nipples. He couldn’t help risking a longer look. There was hunger in his eyes. “I love sucking your big fat cock,” I said, as I fingered myself some more. “Oh Jesus, that feels good...”

The next time I pulled out my wet fingers, I held them up to his lips. “Do you want a little taste, DeWayne? Do you want to taste my sweet virgin pussy?”

While he was sucking my fingers clean, I used the other hand to feel the bulge in his jeans. “My goodness! Your cock is getting so hard, DeWayne. It’s too bad there’s nothing we can do about that. We’re almost at Liz’s house, so I’d better put my bra back on.”

“You’re a bad girl,” he said. “You might have caused an accident.”

Janice was already there when we arrived a minute later. I reintroduced the three of them, and Liz invited DeWayne to stay for a cold drink.

DeWayne is usually very affable, at ease in social situations. But now he seemed a bit tongue-tied, unsure what to say. I guess my lewd display in the car had ruffled his feathers a bit.

We three girls played in the water while DeWayne lounged next to pool with his drink. I’m sure he didn’t mind watching my friends cavort in their skimpy bikinis. They both have such great bodies—I still don’t understand what he sees in me.

After we’d dried ourselves in the sun, I offered to go in the house to get cold drinks. Just as I’d asked her to do, Janice challenged Liz to a swimming race. We both know Liz can’t resist a challenge.

“DeWayne,” I asked in my sweet little girl voice. “Can you come inside and help me?”

As soon as we entered the kitchen, I peeled off my bikini top and dropped to my knees. “Give me your big fat cock, daddy,” I said.

In case you’re wondering Dear Diary, yes, I learned that bit of dirty talk from my mom.

Whatever concerns DeWayne might have had were apparently forgotten, or pushed aside, as I wrapped my hands around his stiffening man meat. “It’s so beautiful, daddy,” I said before sucking the head into my mouth. He looked down at me as I tried to force his enormous girth into my throat.

It was a losing battle, especially since his cock was soon fully erect. But I know he likes me to choke and drool all over his dick, so I kept at it until the saliva was running down my boobs.

“Daddy?” I said as I stroked his cock with both hands. “I want you to fuck me. I want you to be my first. Please daddy, fuck me and make a woman of me.” I did my best innocent little girl face as I looked up at him. “Fuck me daddy, please.”

I got up from the floor and peeled off my bikini bottom, revealing my smooth-shaven pussy. I ran a finger through my slit and held it up. “I’m wet for you, daddy. Please shove your big cock inside me.”

He frowned. “I’m not sure it’s a good idea—”

“Please, daddy. I’ve been using mom’s toy to stretch out my hole for you. I can take it.”

DeWayne is a rational, thinking man. He knew the risks, and his misgivings were written all over his face. But his lizard brain had no such hesitation—he was stroking his cock as he looked at me. With my back facing DeWayne, I turned my head to make eye contact with him as I hooked a finger in my mouth.

“Goddammit,” he snarled. “You’re killing me.” His reasoning mind had almost given up. The monster inside him just needed a little encouragement.

“Please, daddy ... I need it so bad...” My eyes were glued to his cock as I caressed my vulva.

 
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