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NightThatIForgot

Title: Night That I Forgot

Keywords: Mf, inc, dad, daughter
Author: Caesar



Have you heard of those trollops of Birmingham

And the scandal that's currently concerning'em?

How they lift the frock

And tickle the cock

Of the bishop while he was confirming 'em?





Night That I Forgot

by Caesar, copyright 2001-2002

$Revision: 1.4 $ $Date: 2002/04/15 14:07:26 $

The sun was so bright that I pulled my blanket over my head as it

seemed to pierce through my eyelids like a lance. My head throbbed

and ached so much that I did not want to move it. My tongue was thick
and the taste in my mouth could knock out a billy goat. Every inch of

my body ached and itched simultaneously and I was surprised that I was

completely naked.

My god, what happened last night?

I went to a bar with a couple of friends from work... the drinks were

flowing...?

Something moved beside me!

What was it... who was it... where was I?

Bundling my courage, I cracked open one eye and lifted the blanket

enough to pear out. I wasn't in my bed that was for sure - and the

accommodations did not look familiar. Quickly I shut my eyes and

groaned - how could I do this?

Someone, female, moaned behind me and I felt the pressure of a hand

over my ass through the blanket. A second groan escaped my lips and I

feared whom I had ended up in bed with - imagining some horrid

options.

The person behind me wiggled closer and I felt warm soft flesh press

into my back, the hand had disappeared from my ass and now returned

beneath the blanket. My hairy hard butt was being generously fondled

and I was too sore and numb to move.

Lips kissed the back of my shoulder and I felt her large breasts press

into my lower back. Then a hairy dampness pressed into the back of

one thigh and gasped when I realized that she was pressing herself

against me in passion.

Whomever it was, seemed to want something from me! Perhaps more?

It was nothing special, the guys and I had gone to the bar after work,

to celebrate a Friday if for no other reason. We have been doing it

more of late, and I know its wrong but each week I drank till I barely

made it home. Well this time it doesn't seem like I had.

The hand that had been fondling my hard ass slide over my tired body

and found its way before me. I felt the small hand encircle my soft

tired cock and give it a firm squeeze.

Oh god.

I felt myself respond as my dick had a mind of its own and began to

grow in that small fist. The woman moaned with pleasure and pressed

her sex roughly against me.

How could I tell me wife? Should I?

How the hell do I get out of here when my head felt three feet wide

and felt like a group of midgets were hammering with mallets upon its

surface.

The small hand let go of my sex and then pressed down on my hip.

What the hell?

She slipped beneath the thick blankets and moved me upon my back as

she wiggled lower. It was incredible how much it hurt just to turn

ninety degrees.

I knew where she was heading but could not believe I was here with

some stranger doing this - what was my wife doing right now, what was

she think about? Knowing her, she had called the hospitals hours ago.

The mouth engulfed my half hard prick and though I was in a drastic

position, it felt damn good.

When was the last time my wife took me into her mouth? How many years

ago?

The mouth went slowly, sucking me like there was nothing else she

would rather do in the whole world. She wasn't doing it for my

pleasure but for her own I was startled to realize, as she relished

every second with my manhood.

My wife never did that with me.

I had to open my eyes, eradicate myself from this impossible

situation. Something like this could ruin me - a divorce could

destroy the company I had worked so hard to create, my wife would take

it all.

I was an adulterer, a cheater - but fuck that small mouth felt good.

I again steeled myself to peak out of my tortuous prison - the sun was

so damn bright! Within seconds I knew I was in a woman's bedroom -

the pink femininity obvious.

Another look, longer this time, and I was surprised to guess that the

mysterious woman was probably much younger than I. Rock posters and

objects from a different age group was everywhere.

No only did I cheat on my wife but with some young co-ed probably.

Could this get any worse?

My god she had a wonderful mouth!

I could hear sounds outside the room - were we in some type of dorm?

I ended up in a fucking co-ed's dorm room?

The more I learnt the worse this got!

The blanket was off my face and I could smell incense or some other

crap - it seemed to sting my nostrils as I breathed.

This sort of thing never happened to me before - to a male-slut friend

of mine of course, but never to me. Don't we all have friends like

that? Well now I was one of them - and I felt damn cheap and moronic.

My hips were moving now, pressing up into that wonderful warm inviting

mouth. The most incredible feeling was centred on her actions - my

rock hard cock throbbed insistently. Her response was to increase her

movements - accelerating so that it met with my thrusting loins. Now

she was doing this for my pleasure - don't ask me how I knew,

something in her movements.

Someone was laughing outside the room, another girl, and I stole a

look about the room till I found a clock - the screen saver on a

computer monitor actually, it was nearly noon. My wife will be livid

- even before she discovers where I had spent the night.

Somehow this was familiar - the room?

There was music down the hallway and a handful of mumbling voices from

the opposite direction.

So involved with my surroundings I almost missed when my tart released

my prick from her wonderful mouth and began kissing gently up my

stomach.

Shit, she was getting higher up my body and I would see who it was

that I ended up with finally. Yet she was so tiny that her head only

came to my chest when I felt her wiggling her hips about my crotch.

Then I was inside her, sinking quickly into her warm wetness till our

bodies clashed with a sloppy wet echo. Her sigh was filled with

emotion and passion while I held my breath with the wonderful new

feeling and fear of what I do.

I swear that if my head had not been pounding I would have jumped up

and left this woman and her room... you believe me don't you?

Hardly - neither will my wife.

My hands slipped down and I grasped the hardest roundest little ass in

my big paws. The woman seemed to realize I was again conscious enough

to help with our coupling and hugged against me even as her hips

seemed to move with perfect precision.

This was no middle-aged woman but a petite hard-bodied young woman

that I found myself with. And though my wife was not much bigger than

this unknown woman - the differences were blatant. For one, this

young woman's sex seemed to be like a wonderful glove that gripped me

perfectly and timely. And she could not be butt-ugly in face with a

body like the one in my hands, could she?

Her mouth had found one of my nipples and I felt her teeth nibble.

God she felt wonderful.

My hands squeezed her delightfully sexy ass and forced her to slow her

smashing movement - my desire quickly rising to match that of my hard

prick.

I was going to regret being here no matter what this woman or I did

right now - if I had woken up and ran, I would still be in as much

trouble as I knew I was going to be in a few hours. My wife was an

intelligent and a heartless woman when she had to be. My life, as I

have known it, was over.

Her small body hugged me with her strong trim thighs and slender arms

- her face pressed against my chest.

The light did not hurt nearly as much and I was able to open my eyes

but it did not matter as I mentally watched that tiny ass move upon my

lap.

She was gasping now, panting with pleasure and I was surprised at how

quickly she ascended her summit. This caused my own pleasure to mount

and my breathing became harsher to echo her own.

We were like one, moving like this. An anonymous coupling for me and

perhaps the most pleasurable in recent memory.

Then I felt it, at first in the muscles of her sex as it suddenly

clasped me in a vise and then began to randomly ripple with pleasure.

The young woman squealed and pressed her lips against my hairy chest,

as if to muffle her pleasure.

Then my balls tightened and my shaft suddenly grew noticeably larger

within her sheath just before I suddenly blew my orgasm deep inside

her little sexy body. This caused her to pull her face from my chest

and, this time she did not hold back as she wailed with pleasure.

Minutes later the both of us breathed heavily, my chest lifting her

comatose little body easily. We had both broken out in a sweat at

some point and it caused our bodies to cling together delightfully.

My sex was much softer, smaller, but still inside her body - and she

used hidden muscles to keep me there.

It was the only place I cared to be right then.

And I no longer seemed to care what she looked like or who she was -

all that mattered was the pleasure we had mutually found.

I was spent, knowing without proof, that we had done this at least

once before during the night I could no longer recollect.

Reluctantly I took my hands from her tiny hard bottom and pushed down

the thick duvet till I uncovered her head and my chest. She had thick
messy short blonde hair but her face was still hidden in my chest. It

didn't seem to matter - I only wanted to give her enough air to

breath.

Then this unknown younger woman did something that would forever

change my life - she lifted her head and looked at me.

I looked down into my daughters eyes.

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