Reflections

Dorie panted, trying to catch her breath as Stuart laughed low and stroked her skin. Her mind was racing in a million directions at once.

Part of her wanted Stuart to keep going, to work his fingers inside of her more and make her shiver and shake against him. Maybe they would have sex -- real sex, with his prick inside of her. And even though that scared her, losing her virginity, the fact that it would probably hurt, since Stuart knew just how to touch her, maybe he should be the one to show her how it was done.

Another part worried that her mom and Jase would be home soon, and would find out that she'd let her stepfather do these things to her. Oh god, her mom! It would break her mother's heart, she knew it, to find out that her marriage wasn't going well, that Stuart had messed around with her daughter.

Dorie shook her head, feeling confusion rush over her. Was it weird that she wanted to hide this from her mother, not just so she wouldn't hurt her, but so that maybe she and Stuart could do this again?

And then Jase -- what would he think? Would he get angry, that she'd done this? Because it was wrong, or because he wanted to be the one to touch her?

A weird flash came through her mind -- Jase, watching her and Stuart, and learning from Stuart how to play with her pussy to make her buck and cry out. Or maybe even both Jase and Stuart touching her at the same time, both of them telling her how much they wanted her, taking her to the edge and over again and again. She imagined Jase rubbing against her from behind, hands over her breasts, while Stuart stroked and got her pussy wet, her writhing and calling each of their names in turn.

"What are you thinking about?" Stuart asked with interest. "Didn't think you could get any hotter or wetter, but turns out you can, huh?" He stroked her lightly just over her cunt, and she shivered.

"Just some stuff," she stammered. "I don't know."

"Yeah? Well, I'll tell you what I'm thinking about," he said with a grin. "I'm thinking about getting off with you -- my turn, right?"

She swallowed hard, but nodded. Not that she was totally sure how all of this worked, but Stuart had played with her, and despite her early protests, she'd loved it. He'd pulled a kind of pleasure out of her that she didn't even know was possible, those rushes of orgasms after orgasms leaving her limp. It seemed only fair that she return the favor.

"What...what should I do?" she asked softly. "I've never...touched a guy before."

He stared at her for a second, and then laughed out loud. "Get down on your knees, honey. I want you to lick my cock."

She bit her lip, but complied, sliding to the floor, and resting her hands on his thighs hesitantly.

He watched her as he lifted his hips, and tugged down his sweatpants.

Dorie made a small sound when she saw his prick. It was so hard and red, swollen at the tip like a mushroom head, glistening with a little clear fluid.

"Come on, baby doll," he told her. "Taste it. Let's put that pretty tongue of yours to work."

She took a breath, leaned forward, and swirled her tongue along the head experimentally. It tasted weird, but not bad, and she lowered her head more so she could close her mouth just around the head, suckling it.

"Oh, yeah, baby," he hissed. He threaded his fingers of his right hand in her hair, and urged her forward. "Lick up and down it now."

She ran her tongue along the underside, around the head again, down the front, up to the tip, all of it a siwrl of patterns that made her feel a little lightheaded but totally focused on her task.

"Now take me in your hot little mouth," he whispered.

She nodded, steadying Stuart's cock with one hand around the base.

"Keep it there," he instructed as she began to slide her lips in a ring down his cock. "Hold it there, and stroke what you can't get in, okay?"

She made an acquiescing sound, and blushed when he groaned in response.

For a while she just got used to it, sliding her mouth down with as much of STuart's cock as she could take, pulling up and getting her lips over the head with a pop that made him breathe harder. At first she only thought about getting things right, but the more Stuart reacted, the more she started to like it.

He felt so heavy on her tongue, silky and thick, and she moaned around him, starting to get lost in the taste and smell.

"Bring your other hand -- that's it," he encouraged her, positioning her fingers around his balls.

She palmed the smooth sac, running a finger down what seemed like the suggestion of a seam in the middle, and then rolled his balls in her hand while she kept sucking him.

"Baby, you could be a pro," he breathed out. "You're doing such a great job, honey."

She felt her cheeks color, and at the same time, a little burst of wetness spread over her pussy. It was actually turning her on to suck on him, and hear him praise her. She began rocking against her heel that she sat on, rubbing it against her groin, while she sucked Stuart off.

"Let me do it, okay?" Stuart said. She blinked, looking up at him in confusion, and he groaned. "Just...keep your mouth on me, and..." As he moved, she realized that he wanted to thrust in her, and have her suck him but let him take the pace. She stroked his thighs and closed her eyes as he picked up speed, almost -- she couldn't think of another phrase for it -- fucking her face.

"Uh...god, you're so good at this...waited too long," he muttered. "Knew you'd be hot, uh, gorgeous little bitch...you like daddy's cock, don't you?"

She nodded without thinking, and he moaned low. "Want to hear you," he said as he pulled out of her.

"I...like your cock, daddy," she said in a small voice, and then felt her cheeks burning red. As she spoke, she realized her jaw was sore, and reached up to rub it.

Stuart watched her, his hand sliding up and down his prick, and then he smiled. "Poor baby. Daddy's cock is kind of big for you, huh? And your first time and all."

She ducked her head and nodded, but then looked up and licked her lips. "I think I could do it again," she said shyly.

"Oh, you'll do it again," he told her. "But for now, we'll finish off with something different." Still fisting his cock, he jerked his head, indicating she should get back on the couch.

No sooner did she climb back up, that he manuevered them so she was on her back, and he was kneeling over her chest.

"What are you doing?" she asked when he had licked a stripe in the middle of her chest.

"I'm going to fuck along your pretty tits, Dorie," he said in a low voice.

He lined his cock up, and stroked both her breasts at once, pushing them together as he tweaked the nipples and teased moans out of her, making a tight passage for his prick.

"Yeah, fuck, my own little slut girl, my girl who loves her new daddy, and all the ways he's going to make her feel so, so good," he crooned.

She gasped and arched her back as he flicked over her nipples harder and faster, and continued to shove his hard length between them. She helped after a moment, pushing her breasts together to make it tighter for him, as he swore and jerked forward.

When he got into an even faster rhythm, she found that she could dart her tongue out and lick the head of his cock as it thrust at her, over and over.

"You're a fucking natural," he grunted, and then started to come. He shot forward, onto her chest, onto her face, a look of pure ecstacy flitting across his face.

She squirmed just enough so that she could catch one of the couch pillows between her thighs, and got it between her bare pussy. One push, two, and that was enough to send her over the edge as she came for the fourth time with Stuart.

"Damn," he said softly. He reached down, spreading his come into her. While she watched, she could feel her eyelids growing heavy.

"All the things we'll do together, baby doll," she heard him say as she fell asleep.

*****End Part 3*****

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