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Special Circumstances

by Mat Twassel

Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel

Fiction Sex Story: Tasha bets Taylor she can't seduce her dad.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Consensual   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Incest   Father   Daughter   Interracial   Black Male   White Female   Oral Sex   Illustrated   .

Taylor: Tasha bet me a hundred dollars I couldn’t seduce her dad. I thought why not? I mean he’s a good looking guy and I’ve been known to like good looking guys. We were on retreat at the church cabin and the plan for the afternoon was to do some swimming in the pond, about a half mile hike away. I begged off, saying I needed to get some reading done for school. “I need to ask you a question, before you go,” I said to Tasha’s dad.

So the others changed into their suits and went ahead, and after they were out well out the door, I asked Butch, that’s Tasha’s dad, if infidelity was always wrong. He hesitated and then said, “Well, yeah, except maybe in special circumstances.” I thanked him and he went upstairs to change into his swimming trunks. While he was up there I changed out of my clothes. I was waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs, naked. “Nice trunks,” I said, and I pulled them down. His cock sprang right up. The two steps difference in height was just right: his cock fit perfectly in my mouth. A very tasty cock it was. I sucked him slowly, backing off whenever he got too excited. When I judged he was sufficiently helpless, I grinned at him and stepped past him on the stairs. “Coming?” I said over my shoulder.

Naked black man walking behind a naked black woman

I intended to do the deed in his bed, but I’d never had a stairway fuck before. I stopped and bent over. The two step difference was just right. His cock drove straight into my cunt. He didn’t last long, but neither did I. He stayed inside me for a while, softening, and I was considering doing more, but in the end I said, “Maybe you’d better get on over to the swimming hole before it dries up.”

An hour or so later everyone came back. I was in the bedroom Tasha and I were sharing. “How’d it go?” she asked.

“You owe me a hundred,” I told her.

 
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