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reasts and began sucking her nipples. At the same time, I pushed her onto her back and slipped my hand between her legs. As I fingered her slit, Stephanie asked, "Do you think it'll fit?"

"Will what fit?" I asked her.

"Your cock is so big," she said, "Do you think it'll fit in my pussy?"

"I think so," I told her as I positioned myself between her widely spread legs, "I'll go slow and you can stop me if it hurts."

I rubbed the crown against her clit, making her groan. "Put it in me," my daughter said, pulling her knees back almost to her shoulders, "Put your cock in my pussy."

Her pussy was tight but it was so wet that my cock slid into her easily. She groaned and gasped and pushed her hips upwards as I pumped in and out of her.

"Oh, Daddy," Stephanie moaned, "Your cock feels so good inside me. Oh god...Oh fuck...OH DADDY...AAARRRGGGHH!!!"

Her body stiffened, her back arched and her pussy tightened on my cock as stream after stream of cum spurted into her.

My wife was a nurse and worked the afternoon shift, from three to eleven. She had left for work at two o'clock and Stephanie came out of her room ten minutes later.

She was now in the bathroom. I looked at the clock next to the bed. I was surprised to see that it was only three thirty.

As I lie there, I wondered if Steff had been honest about how much sexual experience she had. Not that it really mattered. Considering her looks and personality, finding out she was a virgin would have surprised me much more than finding out she wasn't.

The bathroom door opened and Stephanie entered the bedroom. She came to the bed, climbed onto the mattress and knelt by my hips.

"Are you OK?" I asked.

"I'm fine," she told me. She put her hand between my legs and fondled my half hard cock. "But while I was in the bathroom it occurred to me that we didn't use a condom. What if I get pregnant?"

"You won't get pregnant," I assured her, her hand making me hard.

"How can you be sure?" she asked.

"I had a vasectomy," I told her, "You know what a vasectomy is, don't you?"

Her face brightened. "It's an operation that keeps you from getting a girl pregnant, right?"

I told her it was and she said, "No matter how often, or how much we fuck, I won't get pregnant."

"That's right," I told her. My cock was fully erect and Stephanie smiled as she rubbed the shaft.

"Fuck me again," she said.

"Now?" I asked, pleased and aroused by her eagerness.

She swung one over me and straddled my hips. With one hand on my chest, she used her other hand to hold my cock straight up as she lowered her pussy onto it. Stephanie lowered her body against mine and drew her knees forward.

We kissed, our tongues playing with each other as Stephanie moved her hips, sliding her hot, wet pussy up and down on my hard cock.

We both came a second time.

The End.

Many Sucking, One Fucking

Dana had done this so many times this week; she was sick of it and just wanted it to be over. Her Psychiatric class had come up with an experiment, she would go into a bar, find an old man, and ask him if he wanted to have sex. If he said yes, then she would lead him outside and then tell him it had been an exercise for her class. There would be several boys from the class waiting, just in case the man got too upset.

Dana had thought it was a waste of time from the very beginning. At 21, she was pretty, with long dark hair, light blue eyes, and breasts that were large enough to make most men stare. The purpose of the experiment was to see how many of the older men would take her up on her offer of sex. So far all of the older men had liked her offer and left with her. She could have told the answer the men would give before she had even left the classroom, any girl could have. She also could have given her opinion of the stupid experiment; it had only hurt the men and humiliated her.

She reluctantly walked into yet another bar, but at least she knew it was the last time she had to do this. Having put on a sexy dress that clung to her curves, she walked in and the guy's heads turned towards her. It had been the same each time in every bar, and quite frankly, she was tired of it.

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