Her new Daddy(30)

Denton shook his head. "Baby, you are crazy. You're passing up a great chance. Besides, face it – you can't get along with just one man. If you try the housewife route, you'll be climbing the walls in a week. It just ain't gonna work, doll."

Brenda ignored him, hurrying out of the office. She didn't want to hear that kind of talk, because she was terribly afraid it might be true. Maybe she was some kind of nymphomaniac. If she was, though, she'd fight it. She loved Hal, and she would work to be faithful to him. All she wanted was to be a good wife.

She left the skimpy red costume in the dressing room and put on some jeans and a shirt she'd kept there. She'd never need that costume again. As she left the club, Denton was lounging in the doorway of his office. He grinned knowingly at her.

"You'll be back," he said. "You won't be able to stay away."

"Go fuck yourself, you creep," said Brenda.

She stormed out the door and got into her battered old VW Bug. She didn't look back at the gaudy blinking lights of the Red Dragon. She was going home for good, to a new life. Thank God she had a good man to go home to. Sure, she might miss balling other men, but not that much. Hal was worth every sacrifice.

As she drove up to the house, Brenda saw that a light was on in the master bedroom. She grinned. He'd waited up for her, and she was going to give him the fuck of his life as a reward. She felt so guilty about Denton, but that guilt would fuel her love-making with Hal.

As she came in the front door, she heard strange noises. They seemed to be coming from the bedroom – deep masculine moans, and a higher voice, squealing, shrieking. Brenda felt alarmed. What was going on?

She hurried down the hall to the bedroom, and as she ran, the noises became more distinct. She recognized Hal's voice, husky with passion, moaning just as he did when they made love. The other voice, high and girlish and excited, belonged to her daughter Debby.

Brenda began to shake. Those noises were all too familiar. It couldn't be true, though. There must be some other cause. Her hand shook as she quietly pushed the bedroom door open a few inches. She peered inside. She stifled a gasp and went deathly pale.

Hal and Debby were fucking. Her new husband and her little girl were making love. There was no doubting the evidence of her eyes. Debby squatted over Hal, and his thick rosy prick was jerking in and out of her little hairless slit!

Brenda moaned softly and slumped against the door frame. It was no rape, she could see that. Debby was howling with pleasure, her childish face twisted into a grimace of lust. She worked her tiny hips up and down, keeping time with Hal's strokes. She clearly enjoyed his fucking.

Hal's face was flushed and grinning as he swiftly balled his thirteen-year-old stepdaughter. He was having the time of his life, Brenda could tell. He moaned and yelped as he worked his meat in the little girl's tight teenage box.

"Do you like it, honey?" he said breathlessly. "Feel good?"

"Ohhh, yes, Hal," Debby said. "I just love it. Please don't stop. Fucking is the most fun thing in the world."

Brenda stood there speechless, tears running down her face. Her little innocent girl was ruined. Debby was behaving like a whore, wantonly slamming her creaming pussy up and down the thick pole of Hal's cock. Brenda had hoped her daughter wouldn't inherit her deep and constant lust, but it looked as if she had. Like her mother, she loved to fuck, had to have it…

Brenda supposed it had to happen sometime, that sooner or later Debby would get involved with boys. Brenda could handle that. What she couldn't handle was Hal's behavior. That he should cheat on her, that he should seduce her own daughter, that he should take Debby's virginity – it was monstrous.

If he'd done it with anyone else, she might have forgiven him, but this was too much. It was dirty and sick. Fucking his own stepdaughter, cheating on his wife with her own child – Brenda despised him for it. She'd thought he was such a wonderful man. She'd felt so guilty about being unfaithful to him. She'd been a fool.

Her face hardened. She'd be damned if she'd waste any tears on Hal. If he could use her, she could use him. A plan began to form in her mind.

"Ohhh," Debby wailed, "Oh, Hal, I'm cumming… oooooo…"

Brenda watched stonily as her little daughter screamed her pleasure, her small body rocking in a violent orgasm. Debby's tiny pointed tits bounced crazily, and hot juice steamed from her cunt.

"Awww, Christ," Hal moaned, "yeah, yeah!"

His eyes rolled wildly as she shot his cum into Debby's tiny hot nipping cunt.

When it was over, Debby rolled off him and sighed loudly. "Oh, WOW, Hal," she said, "that was great. I wanta do it again and again. I…"