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“Do you want to try being on top?” Mat asks as he holds himself above Abby, weight on his elbows as he pushes and pulls inside her. She smiles, teeth like a string of pearls, nodding her head. Mat slips a hand under her and carefully rolls onto his back, Abby clinging to him. Knees on each side of his chest, she lays her naked torso right on top of his, breathing into him as he carefully moves beneath her.“Ahh, fuck. That’s nice,” he murmurs. Every vocal affirmation he gives makes her want to please him even more. Abby’s knees begin shifting, out and in, the small motion making Mat hum some more.He just took her virginity, took a shower with her, and took her back to his bed. As he was cumming inside her for the first time, realizing his cock was unwrapped and they were entirely natural, the passion subsided and the worry set in. What if she gets pregnant?Abby doesn’t seem bothered in the least. Perhaps it’s a thought that hasn’t occurred to her yet because when they got back in bed, lying together in the silence, the moment bloomed again and before he knew it, Mat was inside her once more.Now she’s above him for the first time, and with all the anxiety of impregnating his teenage daughter, Mat doesn’t even consider stopping. Besides, he can go to the pharmacy in the morning. For now, he simply savors the moment.“Are you feeling ok?” Mat asks, holding her by the ass.“Yes,” Abby smiles. He’s relieved to see her enjoying it. He was hoping his size wouldn’t injure her straight away, and while it took a bit of work, he’s able to fit inside her once again. He absolutely loves how tight she is. Her soft yet firm muscles, the way she molds to him, creating a wet, sucking vacuum around him. Looking at her dainty body, he has no idea how his fat cock fits inside her, but she stretches for him, her delicate pussy lips spread in a wide ‘O’, encircling his meat, clinging to him every time he pulls back as if she can’t bear his absence.Mat wraps his arms around her, holding her tightly as he carefully humps up into her, kissing her. They stay this way for a while, Abby testing out her movements.“Is this good, sweetheart?” he asks, and she moans a sweet little cry.“Yes, you feel so good.”“Good. I want to give you another lesson.”“What’s that?”“How to properly ride my cock,” Mat says. Abby smiles.“Okay,” she agrees innocently. She would do anything for him. Mat removes his muscled arms from around her, putting his hands on the sides of her ribs.“Alright, sit up for me, babe.” Head propped on the pillows, Mat lays back and helps Abby slowly lift off his chest. Her jaw drops at the new angle, sitting straight up on Mat’s lap.“How does that feel?” he asks, letting her adjust as she sits fully on him.“Good,” she says through quickened breaths. The view of her from where he lays is spectacular, her sixteen-year-old tits jutting taksim escort off her chest, long hair around her shoulders, tiny waist in his hands.“Hold still for a minute,” Mat tells her. His pelvis rocks a tiny motion beneath her, the slow movement allowing his engorged head to wedge deeper. “Good girl,” he breathes. “Now move, just like this.” He guides her above him, hands on her hips, helping her go back and forth. Abby lets out a labored moan, feeling her daddy’s cock up inside her.“You’re so big,” she pants, his thickness threatening to barge through her cervix. One side of his mouth pulls up in an impish smile.“This cock is yours, babygirl.” She moans again, loving the sound of that. Mat moves one hand around to the small of her back, applying light pressure.“Arch your back a little – there you go.” Abby’s really humping him now, adopting a maneuver most girls can’t perfect.“Mm, that’s good, baby. Now go up and down,” he instructs. Using her legs, with the help of her dad’s hands, Abby starts gently bouncing on him, and he groans.“Daddy,” she purrs, hands on his chest as she grinds. Mat breathes through his teeth as his eyes roam her body, watching the way she moves, her eyes fluttering shut, entranced by their rhythm. His dick is buried in her, impaling her, Abby’s tight snatch consuming it again and again.“Just like that, baby. Ride my cock,” he encourages. Soon their pace intensifies. They don’t go too quick, but it’s no longer a leisure fuck. He keeps hold of her ass and forces her onto him as he thrusts up, ensuring every inch of his rod is fucking her. Abby’s soprano cries are filled with pleasure and a hint of pain. She’s still a little tender, but the act of riding her daddy outweighs the discomfort. She wants to please him.“Fuck, you are such a good girl, baby.” Mat is enthralled, watching his daughter ride him.“Say it again,” she begs, hands on his stomach, leaning her weight forward so she can move up and down, rolling her hips.“You’re my good girl, Abby,” he tells her, humping her faster.“Again!” she cries, and he knows she’s getting close.“Ride this cock like the good girl you are. Make daddy happy,” he demands, hand moving to her front so he can play with her clit. She gasps, going harder. She loves being his little girl.“Is my good girl gonna cum on my cock?” he says, egging her on.“Yes, yes!” Abby is unstoppable, fucking her dad like she was made to do.“Cum for me, sweetheart, ride me until you cum.” Mat’s words mixed with the marvelous friction inside her brings her right to the edge where she lingers, holding her breath. When he flicks her clit again, she cums.“Ohhh daddy, daddy, daddy – I’m cumming!” Mat has always given Abby fantastic orgasms, but nothing compares to the heavenly feel of her pussy squeezing his dick, giving it something to grip as it contracts, her internal nerve beşiktaş escort endings being fucked as she flays with pleasure. Being filled with him is now her favorite way to cum. She moans noises that make Mat well aware of just how good he’s fucking her. Feeling her clench around him, he can’t hold back himself.“Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” he groans, right before his spunk escapes him in a glorious jet aimed straight for her unprotected uterus. Abby moans as he fucks his way through his orgasm.“Say my name, baby,” he demands, throbbing inside her.“Mat, Mat, Mat!” she cries, wishing this rush of gratification would never end, bouncing on his lap. Mat grunts obscenities as he fills his daughter for the second time tonight, his cum reaching places his dick can’t, hole pressed to her reproductive opening as it spurts with seed.Mat slows after his balls are empty, a shiver rolling through him, amazed at how well his daughter just fucked him. She’s a natural.Both gasping for breath, Abby rolls off him and they lie together, the high they just shared still lingering. Countless minutes pass until they’re able to get a satisfying lung full of air. Mat speaks first.“I should have worn a condom.” Abby rolls on her side, bending her arm so her head can rest on her hand.“I heard sex feels better without them.”“Oh, it does,” he confirms, turning his head to her. “Way better. But I still should have worn one…” She shakes her head.“We’ll be fine.” Mat pauses, staring at her.“… You’re on birth control?” he asks, and Abby suddenly gets the feeling she’ll be in trouble.“Yes…”“When?”“A while ago. I wanted to be ready if…” Mat doesn’t speak. He’s not sure what’s more surprising, the fact that he just freely fucked his daughter without protection, or that she was prepared for it. The idea of her taking it in anticipation provokes his fatherly instinct. He doesn’t want his daughter having sex. Well, that’s not true. He doesn’t want her having sex with anyone but him. He would have allowed her to have sex with Ryan, someone just a year older than her, but that’s only because he knew she was going to lose her virginity soon enough, and he wanted her first time to be a bit more… orthodox.But she came to him. She made her choice and he made his, and given what just happened, he can’t be angry. A tiny smile pulls at his lips. Abby smiles back.-Mat and Abby head to John and Marcy’s house in the morning for their usual breakfast ritual. There’s an aura about them none of their friends can explain. Marcy comments on it, and all Mat can do is smile and shrug, stating it’s the atmosphere. In the other room, Ryan sits with Abby. He tries to apologize for the previous night when he kissed her on the beach and she suddenly pulled away. He thought he’d done something wrong, but she dismisses his worries.“I’m just… new to all this,” she says, blushing. Though it’s an excuse, Abby isn’t lying. She’s never kissed a boy her age before. Though her dad has been giving her sex lessons for the last six months, he’s the only guy she’s been with, and deciphering other people is far more contrasting. Her dad is easy to please. He tells her what to do and how to do it, unafraid of giving her directions. Figuring out how to be with Ryan is entirely different.The five of them spend the day at the shore, Mat, John, and Marcy sitting in the sand, Ryan and Abby skimboarding the edge of the water, gliding along the coastline. Mat watches them subtly flirt with one another, wishing his own relationship with his daughter didn’t have to be so secretive. Other beach-goers join when they all start a game of volleyball. Mat and Abby are on the same team, sharing high fives, helping each other win points, their smiles unrelenting. Now one on this beach knows what happened between them last night. And this morning.At the end of the day, they’re all sitting in Mat and Abby’s rented beach house, spending time much the same as the last two days – drinking and talking. When John and Marcy declare they’re heading back home, Ryan asks if he can stay until the movie is over, which Mat permits. After a while Mat heads upstairs, telling the kids to have fun. He takes a shower and redresses in loose athletic shorts, leaving his bare, bronze chest unsheathed. After towel-drying his thick, dark hair, he heads downstairs. The living room is quiet, the movie no longer playing, and when he looks around for Ryan and Abby, he pauses upon finding them.They’re together in the sunroom, a small area like an inside porch, filled with wicker furnishings and encased by large windows. They’re sitting beside each other, Abby’s feet tucked under her, facing Ryan as his arm lays on the back of the settee, smiling at her. Mat watches them, able to hear some of their conversation through the separating screen door. When Ryan leans forward, he cautiously moves his face in front of Abby and kisses her.It’s dark outside, a chorus of distant crickets chirping somewhere as Mat watches his daughter make out with her crush. At seventeen, Ryan is a good looking kid. His sandy hair and bone structure have always attracted Abby, and as they’ve gotten older, his body has developed with just as much appeal.Abby is more immersed in this encounter than the night before. Ryan can tell. She has nothing else on her mind tonight, no other thoughts vying for her attention. All she’s thinking about is Ryan’s warm mouth and the way his tongue comes out to meet hers.Their mouths open together, breathing in each other, the thrill of touching someone new evident in their actions. Neither of them is aware Mat is watching. For a moment all three of them separately wonder if Ryan’s grandparents will come looking for him soon, but no one acts on the thought. They stay where they are, Abby in Ryan’s hands, Mat on the other side of the door, silently bystanding.
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