The Kari's Lessons Collection Page 4

  I smiled to myself and returned my attention to Max’s big hard cock. Without hands, any little kisses or nibbles resulted in me pushing his cock away and ending up with it pressed against my face at an awkward angle.

  I knew there was only one way I would be able to please him without using my hands. I looked up at him and licked my lips. He was smiling down at me. A smile that was impossible to read. I had no idea what I was to him, but at that moment I didn’t really care. I just wanted to please him.

  I wanted to make him come with my mouth.

  I shuffled a little closer and opened my mouth wide. Max helped me by guiding my head forward against his cock. He forced himself against me and when he met resistance I was forced to open my mouth even wider to accommodate his broad head.

  Now he was inside me I was able to close my lips a little, forming them into a perfect O, that held his shaft. There wasn’t much room in my mouth but I was able to work my tongue around him.

  Max grunted with pleasure as I toyed with his head. I circled and flicked and licked. He enjoyed it, but I could tell it would not be enough.

  I took a deep breath through my nose and bobbed forward. I loved the feel of his shaft passing my lips but I began to struggle for breath immediately. I wanted to pull back and give myself some air but Max’s strong hands clamped down on my head and wouldn’t let me.

  I panicked for a moment. Everything suddenly seemed so urgent and I began breathing rapidly, desperate for oxygen. And then I realized that it was OK, I was breathing. I could breath through my nose.

  Feeling a little foolish, I began to rock back and forth. Keeping the head of Max’s cock in my mouth as I worked my way back and forwards along the first couple of inches of his shaft.

  I was getting used to it and although my jaw hurt a little I thought I was doing OK. As I worked up to a steady rhythm sucking Max’s cock I allowed my hand to drift between my legs. To find my bare wet pussy and rub against my sensitive clit again.

  I moaned, the sound muffled by his member. But he seemed to enjoy the vibrations and moaned back at me. This time he held the sides of my head gently and pulled me to him as he encouraged me.

  “You can do it baby. Take me deeper. Show Daddy how well you can do it.”

  It felt like I was melting. I needed to show him that I could do this. I wanted to impress him more than ever. I pushed my head forward and felt the head of his cock butt up against my throat.

  I Immediately began gagging and choking. But again he held me there. Forcing me to overcome my need to pull back and breathe fresh air.

  I tried to calm myself and soon I had returned to rhythmically fucking him with my mouth. Except this time he was deeper. I wasn’t taking him all. Not yet, but I was getting there. I was showing him how good I was at this. I felt a ridiculous sense of pride wash over me and I double my efforts to take more of his cock into my mouth and throat.

  “Oh yeah. You’re good at this baby. You’re a natural. I knew you would be. Fuck me with your mouth. Fuck Daddy with your mouth. Oh God damn that’s good.”

  I’d never heard Max talk like this before. It was crazy hot. He’d always been so uptight and proper, even when he was spanking me. There was a rising tone in his voice that suggested he was close to losing control.

  I was fucking him now. I ignored the instincts that told me to choke and gag and just forced his cock as deep as I could each time I thrust forward.

  “Ungh... Oh fuck. Oh yeah. Daddy’s gonna.... Daddy’s gonna...”

  He grabbed my head and thrust deep into my throat as he began to come. I could feel it bubbling up the length of his shaft before exploding out of him. A blast of hot sticky cum filled me and I began to cough and splutter immediately.

  He was yelling as he pulled out but I missed the words. I gasped for breath as my mouth filled with cum. It oozed from the side of my lips as I choked on it. Then his head left my mouth entirely and another blast painted my lips as I brought my hands up to grab his cock and hold it tight as he sprayed a massive load on my face.

  As his orgasm subsided his cock jumped and twitched in my hand. His breathing was ragged and he was gasping for air with every breath. I let one of my hands drift down between my legs again.

  That had easily been the hottest thing I’d ever done. and I was just so totally turned on right now. I looked up at him imploringly. I must have looked a mess. I could barely see out of one eye it was so gummed up with cum, and I could feel it dripping from my hair and chin.

  He scooped me up, easily lifting my slight frame, and put me back on the counter. It was clear he thought I had earned my reward.

  “Oh yes... Oh God.”

  He barely had to do anything. His tongue found my clit and worked against it. Hard and firm, it was too much for me. The orgasm that had been building inside me since he had first told me to strip began to unravel and it was so intense it frightened me.

  I scissored my legs and wrapped them around Max’s shoulders. Pulling him close against me as my back arched and I felt like I was going to snap. Every muscle in my body was taut as the wave of pleasure hit.

  “Ohhhh Daddy.... Ohhhhhh Fuck.”

  I spasmed against him. My body jumping and shuddering against the counter. I didn’t hold back. I screamed in ecstasy until my already tender throat was raw. My body was still twitching and jolting as if I had no control over it as the orgasm passed and I slowly came back down to Earth.

  I lay there panting like a dog.

  “Oh... fuck.”

  “Watch your language.” Max was grinning as he reached up and playfully tweaked one of my nipples. “I think you better go and clean up. As adorable as you look with my cum drying all over your face, you haven’t finished your chores yet.”

  I nodded, still panting. “Yes Daddy. Thank you Daddy. Thank you so much. I promise I’ll be a good girl now.”

  I had no idea what was going on here. What we meant to each other and what was going to happen next. But I liked it that way. And one thing was for sure, even if I was a good girl... I wasn’t going to be that good.

  I grinned as I passed him. I couldn’t wait to get to the bathroom and check out my freshly shaved pussy in the mirror. I was sure it looked as sexy as it felt.

  I was right.

  - X -

  I Can’t Believe He Was My First!

  "Come on. Your dad won't find out," I heard Jenny say over the phone.

  I bit my lip. "I don't know, Jenny," I said. "Are you sure these guys even like us?"

  "Well, there's only one way to find out. Besides, they're college guys, and you know how I like older men," she said.

  I laughed. Me too, I thought to myself, though I could never tell Jenny about the relationship that I had with my Daddy- I mean my stepfather, Max.

  "What if they're expecting us to do what we did in the video? What if they think we're a couple of lesbians?" I asked.

  I heard Jenny scoff a little, though I thought that she probably would love to experiment a little bit, to fool around with me. "So we give them a little show, then each break off with an individual guy. Really, it's not a big deal."

  I sighed. "I don't know..."

  "Look, I can't go there myself. A cute little girl, fed drinks by two guys. You know how these frat guys are, I'll be lucky if I make it back in one piece. Besides, we talked about me being there for you for your first time," Jenny said.

  I sighed again. We had talked about when Jenny had lost her virginity this year, and she had pressured me to just get it over with so I could enjoy sex. Every time I went out with a guy, though, I just thought of him...

  "I'll do it," I said suddenly. "I'll go with you to the party. Where are we meeting?"

  I could practically hear her beaming over the phone. "Great! I'll wait for you at the grocery store parking lot at 9 pm. Don't be late and don't be caught by your dad!"

  I glanced over at the clock. 7:07 PM. "I'll be there."

  - X -

  I looked in the mirror. It wou
ld be a warm evening tonight and I knew I should dress appropriately. The short black skirt I chose could almost be considered classy, if not for the slit running up the thigh. I loved how from behind it made my ass look like a million bucks, and from the front it made my legs look ballerina long. I wore my white push up bra underneath a silver tank top, hoping to make my small breasts looked larger than they were. The low cut of the shirt accented the pleasant plump mounds the bra held up. I liked my breasts, they were perky and tight, but they just weren't very large. At least with this shirt and bra, I could give the illusion that there was more than just a mouthful.

  I left my hair loose in soft waves around my shoulders, but put a couple of hair bands around my wrist in case I decided to put it up later. The reflection in my mirror told me that I looked hot. There was no way any male would be able to resist me if I put on some charm in this outfit. Max would have a fit if he saw me. I threw my lipstick and mascara in my purse in case I needed a touch up later and set my shoes, a pair of killer heels, by the door.

  At the last moment, I opened the box I had in my closet that I had been keeping for a special occasion. It said medium-sized on the box, but I hoped the guy I got with tonight was big. I laughed at myself as I threw a condom in my purse. Better to have one and not need it...

  The wooden floor outside my bedroom squeaked softly, telling me that someone was right outside my door. Since Mom was at a conference this week, I knew it had to be Max, my step-dad. My heart skipped a beat just thinking about him outside my door. I felt hot and cold at the same time. Hot because the idea of him in my bedroom, in my bed, was enough to make me need a cold shower. Cold because if he caught me dressed like this, he would be furious.

  The idea of him furious further intrigued me. Max had spanked me for being impertinent and naughty. I had never been more turned on in my life than when he turned me over his knee and made me orgasm until I couldn't see straight. As part of that experience, I was to call him Daddy and treat him with more respect.

  After a video had been taken of me making out with Jenny, then getting topless in a pool, he had gone even further. He had shaved my pussy, then forced me to give him head. After that, he had given me head, and I had the biggest orgasm of my life.

  He had gotten stuck in my mind after that, and no matter what I did, I couldn't seem to stop thinking about him. Everything I saw made me want him that much more. Every bone in my body ached to have him teach me how to be more respectful. Just thinking about what he could teach my body, what he had already taught my body, was turning me on. If I wasn't careful, I would need to change my underwear before I could even leave the house. I hoped those college boys could satisfy the ache growing in my belly, because, so far, the only one able to do that had been Max.

  I knew that if tonight was the night I lost my virginity, I'd be thinking of my Daddy.

  A soft knock on the door startled me. I glanced at my watch, still on target to meet Jenny if I timed it right.

  "Kari? You going to bed?" Max's voice called through the door. My heart sped up. If he caught me dressed like this, there would be hell to pay. I wasn't sure if the thought scared me or excited me.

  "Yeah, I'm in bed," I answered, hopping into my bed and pulling the covers up over my shoulders. I hit the light on the nightstand off, the room going just dark enough to keep my makeup from appearing out of place, as the door knob turned and Max walked in.

  "You feeling okay, sweetie?" Max asked, concern in his voice. "It's only a little after eight and you're already in bed."

  "I'm fine, Daddy. Just a little tired tonight. I just need a little sleep," I said, sounding a little nervous even to my own ears. It wasn't really lying. I was tired; tired of being a virgin. A little bit of sleeping, or sleeping around, would cure that. Still, my stomach twisted, knowing that he would be upset if he found out, regardless of my words.

  "All right then. Well, you get some rest. I might head to bed early myself tonight." Max smiled in the gray light before he leaned down and kissed my forehead. His lips were hot on mine, and I flashed back to when he had shaved my pussy then put those same hot lips against it. I almost blabbed my whole plan to him right then, but I kept my tongue still in my mouth.

  "Thanks, Daddy. Have a good night."

  "You too, Kari." He smiled gently, then walked back to the hallway and closed the door lightly behind him.

  I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding. If he had caught me... My body shivered in delight. I almost wished he had.

  I crawled out of bed, put some pillows where I had been laying and covered them back up with the blanket. My imitation at a sleeping form looked believable, so I picked up my shoes and opened the door to peek out. The hallway was quiet, but I could hear the TV on in my parent's bedroom. The light flickered under the door, and I gave a small smile. I would be out the front door and on my way before the show even ended.

  I tiptoed down the hall, avoiding the creaky floorboards with ease. I practically floated down the stairs, not even making a whisper of a sound. I could see the front door. If I could get through that, I would be home free.

  My fingers brushed the cool metal doorknob, when the main overhead light flashed to life. The room went from gray evening light to warm yellow in a split second.

  "Going somewhere?" The disappointment was evident in Max's voice. My hand dropped to my side, and I guiltily turned around.

  "Um, yeah, I was going to go meet Jenny." The words sounded lame in my head, especially since I had just told him I was going to go to bed. Max stepped slowly down the stairs, pausing at each one as he looked at his lying daughter.

  "Not wearing that you aren't," he said quietly as he reached the last step. He was wearing a white cotton shirt and gym shorts and I couldn't help but check out his body. I bit my lip as he kept his slow pace toward me. With every step he took, my heart pounded harder. "Why is it that five minutes ago, you were tucked into bed, but all of a sudden you've decided to go meet up with Jenny?"

  I didn't know what to say, I just looked down. When he got to me, he grabbed my purse without hesitation.

  "Hey!" I cried out as he opened it up and stuck his hand in. I couldn't believe it when he started rifling through my belongings, as if my privacy meant nothing to him. I shouldn't have been surprised, though. I knew that my privacy didn't mean anything to him, actually. He already knew my ass cheeks and my pubic hair intimately, what was looking through my purse to him?

  He pulled out my mascara, then took another look at my face. "Makeup to see Jenny?" he asked sarcastically. I kept silent. He snickered when he found the lipstick, tossing it on the ground. I remained quiet.

  He froze. I knew what it was that he found. He dropped my purse entirely, his hand on only one object. As it clattered to the ground, coins clattering all over the phone, I had never been more embarrassed.

  He was holding a square, yellow wrapper.

  "I'm sure you'll need this when you go see Jenny," he said.

  "Max, I can explain..." I started.

  "Oh, so now it's back to Max. I can see now that you haven't learned a thing from our lessons," he said. "Do you know how I caught you on the way out?"

  I had no idea, so I shook my head. Max grabbed me by the hair and began to lead me up the stairs. I tried to struggle away from him, but he walked up the stairs toward my room. As we entered, he flipped on the light and let go of my hair.

  I looked on the bed. It looked nothing like a sleeping body in the light. "You're a terrible liar, Kari, and you can't even make a proper body in a bed. I watched you sneak past my room. Now you're going to start telling the truth."

  I withered under his piercing gaze. "Ok, Max."

  "I'm sorry, what was that?" he asked.

  I knew what he wanted, and I could already feel the want growing in the pit of my stomach. "Yes, Daddy."

  "Much better. Now, how many guys have you let run through you?" Max asked.

  My mouth dropped. "None."

  Max laugh
ed. "None. That's a joke. I've seen how you act. Remember the video? You have no problem drinking, making out with others, and jumping in a pool naked."

  I shook my head. "I'm serious, I'm a virgin." I couldn't believe I was telling this to my stepfather, but there had to be some way to convince him. I walked over to my closet, where the box of condoms was. I grabbed the box and handed it to him.

  "Check it, it's a box of ten and there should be nine left in it," I said.

  "Oh, so you've already worked your way through an entire box and are working at your second?" he asked accusingly.

  I groaned. "Max-"

  He grabbed my hair again and pulled. "Don't you 'Max' me," he said through gritted teeth.

  "You're hurting me, Daddy," I said. I just wanted this conversation to be over so I could go to bed.

  He let go of me, then looked at me up and down. In my short black skirt and silver top, I knew I was a sight to behold. I loved the way he was looking at me right now.

  "You know that men wouldn't be able to resist you in that outfit, don't you?" he asked.

  "Yes, Daddy," I responded.

  He licked his lips. He obviously loved being called Daddy. "Then how am I supposed to believe that you're a virgin when you're dressed like that?"

  I bit my lip. "I dressed this way because I didn't want to be a virgin anymore," I blurted out.

  Max's eyes seemed to bug out a little bit at that. He was still holding the condom in his hand. "And you honestly think that the young punk that you were going to meet tonight was going to use this?"

  I looked back down. I hoped he would. I wasn't on birth control.

  Max grabbed my chin and made me look up at him. His rough hands against my chin were enough to get my juices flowing again.

  "Take off your clothes," he said, looking at me in the eyes. I almost smiled. If he expected to shave me again, he'd find that I'd already taken care of myself. I backed away from him, pulling the tight top off of my body. I quickly undid my bra, my growing breasts falling free after being pushed up for the past few minutes.