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I made him get off me as I got on all fours in front of me: “Fuck me Ethan, fuck me hard!” – I yelled, as I felt his hands wrapping around my ass, and finally…his dick inside me.
After what seemed like a quick barrage of short, deep strokes, I felt him pull out. Cum running all over my butt and I knew it was all over. As much as he was young, he still didn’t have the stamina to fuck like his daddy did. But, at least I got some tonight. I got up, got dressed and as I was about to leave the room, he whispered: “You’re amazing.”
Chapter 3
We spent the next full day at the beach. As I was basking in the beautiful warmth of the sun, I noticed daddy glancing at me, licking his lips. I felt as if I was an ice-cream ready to be eaten and in a way, it was an amazing feeling. I smiled and turned to watch the sea, where Ethan was coming out from. All the girls at the beach were looking at him. His body was amazing. He only looked at me, though. What a wonderful feeling…to be wanted.
That night we were to attend a very fancy party, thrown by the mayor of the town. We had to get all dressed up, hair and makeup, the whole nine yards and I was really looking forward to it. Mom took me shopping. I got a tiny little red number and killer heels. As I was walking through the makeup section, I noticed my face in the mirror: despite my illusions, the mirror was not lying. I was nothing but a mere 18 years old, a simple teenager. I wasn’t happy at my mediocre reflection, and decided to get some makeup that would hopefully make me look older, more appealing, especially to daddy. I noticed a poster in the back, a huge poster of bright red colored lips, with a sign below: “Luscious lips. For women only”. That is exactly what I needed! I needed proof that I wasn’t a child and I wanted to show the world that I was a woman. I bought the reddest, brightest lipstick I could find and even though somehow it looked like hooker’s lips, I thought it still looked tempting. I knew daddy would not be able to take his eyes off my lips and I was already planning on using the lipstick to leave bright red traces all over his dick.
Mom wasn’t too happy about me getting the lipstick, she tried to persuade me to go with a different shade, but I wouldn’t give in. I hoped she’d simply give up, and luckily she did.
After we got ready, we went down to the hallway of our hotel where daddy and his ‘mini me’ were already waiting for us. Both of them looked very handsome: elegant suits, expensive watches, and freshly shaved. They literally looked like models out of a magazine. Mom was wearing a long, whitish backless dress that fitted her perfectly. She was the tender princess: the natural makeup, the long, wavy hair and the elegant earrings. She looked like a little, innocent lamb. As she climbed down the stairs, daddy kissed her hand and told her she looked amazing.
As I came down, I saw the three of them staring at me: mom, in confusion, daddy in total arousal whereas Ethan wore a seductive smirk of admiration. I could feel their mixed emotions and I completely absorbed them: feeding my ego and my self-confidence. The tight, short red dress showed more than it covered, the high heels extended my legs even more, but the red lipstick was the absolute winner. I saw daddy staring at my lips and I knew it definitely was a winner.
Daddy stepped up, took my hand and kissed it, then proceeded to lean in and gave me a peck on the cheek while whispering: “You are ravishing, sweetlips. I’m looking forward to sucking the life out of that lipstick of yours.”
I smiled. At that moment, for the first time in months, I didn’t blush. I felt proud of myself because I had finally learned to take compliments as a woman.
The dinner was in an Old Italian castle, filled with beautiful people and live music. It was majestic to dance in a room like the one in Naples and it was more than pleasant to see people staring at you, admiring your beauty. That night, I was at the peak of my confidence, my ego was fed and it had overeaten, but it yearned for more. I could see the glances men gave me, no matter their age: lust, interest, arousal, desire – I walked around simply absorbing all the mixed emotions with a big smile on my face. It was thrilling, it was exciting to know you’re wanted, and for me it was the greatest form of flattery.
As mom and daddy danced and drank, Ethan came to me: “Wanna go outside for
a walk?”
I saw it in his eyes: he wanted me. As much as I wanted to say “no”, since I really, really wanted daddy to fuck me, I glanced at him and saw that he was busy with mom. Which, probably meant he didn’t have time for me.
“Sure.” – I whispered, accepting his hand and smiling. I could tell he was nervous and it intrigued me even more. He took me out into the gardens. Gorgeous, lush greenery decorated in a spectacular manner enough to provoke feelings of splendor and admiration. The gardens smelled beautiful: a scent that stayed and lingered in the air, waking up the summer within you. Ethan wasn’t talking, he was just walking with me, as if searching for something. After we got to a part that was more secluded than the rest, I understood what he was searching for. He wanted to find a public place, hidden from the curious eye, where he could fuck me. It excited me, since I’d fantasized about sex in public, but had never had the chance to try it out. As he pulled me in, he started kissing me on the lips, looking for my tongue, while his hands where going straight towards my ass.
“You’ve no idea what you’re doing to me, babe.” – He whispered as he continued to nibble on my ear.
I felt his warm breath on my neck, streaming through my body, awaking every cell of my being, arousing, and firing up my sexuality and I knew this is what I was waiting for all night. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in, nibbling on his neck and ear, feeling the bulge in his pants. Simply knowing the effect I had on him was a huge turn on. I could feel I was awaking the beast within him, a part of him that he shared with his dad but didn’t know about it. He pushed me only to grab me by the hands and push me again against the cold, hard wall in front of me. Ethan leaned in, forcing his full body weight on mine. The sweet squeeze made me almost drunk from anticipation as I couldn’t wait for what was to follow. I felt his hands on my ass, feverishly pulling up my dress. He was in a hurry and everything was fast: so fast in fact, in had my heart pounding. For a second, I was sure someone would be able to hear our moans and the mere excitement of possibly being discovered made me wet, more than I’d ever been before.
I heard him unzipping his pants and I felt his hands pushing my panties aside. He slapped me on my butt, hard as his daddy used to do, and I moaned in pleasure.
“Tell me Beth, does my dad fuck you good?” – He whispered and the realization that he was jealous made me want him even more.
“Yes.” – I said, as he continued to spank me.
“You are so filthy. Dirty… You are a whore; do you know that? Huh?” – He said, as I waived my ass further up in the air, moaning: “Fuck me them! Make me your whore” I responded, defiantly.
All of a sudden, I felt his cock enter me: hard and fast, like never before. It hurt me, but I also liked it. I had my hands outstretched on the wall in front and I felt his hands wrap within my hair: pulling it harder and harder, as he was fucking me in the same bestial rhythm. I felt ravaged, used, taken advantage of, and I relished every second of it. I felt my orgasm building up, it was coming fast, and it was an explosion waiting to happen, as I heard a voice behind us: “What the hell are you doing?”
I froze. Ethan stopped. I felt him sliding out of me and releasing my hair. The voice sounded so familiar. I knew someone had caught us and even though, I knew we should be embarrassed, I only felt disappointed that I wasn’t able to cum. As I turned around to see who it was, my knees felt weak: Daddy was standing right behind us.
Chapter 4
“What do you think you’re doing?” – Daddy said, a little bit louder than the first time, walking up to Ethan and slapping him across the face. I kept quiet, in total loss of words. Daddy never even looked at me, not even a glance.
“Nothing you haven’t already done.” – Ethan said, sounding cocky for the first time since I’ve met him. Daddy stood, looking at him than at me again.
“Haven’t I taught your simple ass anything, son?” He said. I wore a look of total bewilderment at his words. Confusion splayed across my face.
He continued, “Boy, I guess I have to show you how it’s done.” He walked up to me, and pulled my skirt up. Ethan was standing right behind me, in awe, not knowing what to do. I was dumbstruck, completely betrayed by my own body that simply wanted to cum. As daddy pushed me against the wall, he reached down and grabbed my pussy staring into my eyes: “Mmm…you are very wet. I guess he has done something right, after all.”
Daddy pushed me down on my knees and as he did, he massaged my lips, completely spreading the bright red lipstick all over my face.
“Since I saw you this evening, I’ve wanted that lipstick on my dick, sweetlips. Now, get to it.”
