Straight Female / 44
If I Wasn't Half Cut Again Im Sure This Would Not Have Happened Again
Eventually I got what I wanted and I am sure what Jim wanted. Our daughter was staying over with our friends children straight after the match.
I had my ass fucked again and I loved it, but I am pretty sure that I was set up.
James didn't get to me until 6.20 , by that time I was quite sloshed.
I didn't shave my tuft, and I didn't wear the little black dress hold ups and heels that Joe suggested.
I do play around and do like some of the " Daddy-Daughter " roles , so my hair was in pigtails.
I wore white canvass trainers, and a mid knee cream lambswool sleeveless dress, that I bought in a Boutique charity shop, what I liked about it , was the way it clung, to every contour of my body, I had tiny black knickers on, which I enjoy wearing because I love the feeling when I get wet,and I know that when I am drinking I get sopping wet, the dress has poppers on it, when I tried it on , the girl in the shop said she thought she'd better tell me that a few people had tried it but didn't like the fact that if you walked with too big a stride then undone the poppers as you walked. Bonus I just wanted to make sure he could see my tits.
So that was me, a figure hugging dress, nipples protruding, no bra, tiny wet panties and my hair in pigtails, standing in white pumps canvas converse boots all 5 ft 5 of me, nearly a foot shorter than Jim.
The bell rings, it's Jim. I try to be calm and sober. I let him in, and immediately by his face I can sense that all is not well.
Wow the new look, Hannah is it, when did you have your hair done.? Last week I replied, and your dressing differently. I didn't answer.
I asked him if he wanted a whiskey he ,said he would have coffee. Thankfully there was a pot made,
"I have done a Chilli, I can serve you some up, in a bowl the it through and I'll just do the last three books and we are , then we can have a chat?"
Jim said the chat sounded intriguing but he would pass on the food as he had just had some fiery goulash ?
Goulash, surely not, I don't believe this? ! My mother told me she made a goulash yesterday.
"James , please don't tell me you are late getting here because you have been at my mother's house?"
He didn't deny it, said she's been rough for a week..
" Great I said, stood up for my fucking mother? "
Please Francis ( my name that mother uses) your language?
Then he said how much have you had to drink?
This just wasn't going how I planned, I plonked a coffee down in front of, him spilling some and said you are not my father you know?
His face was like thunder I just know my dress was showing a lot of flesh because the buttons had popped open, my nipples were tingling and so was my clit.
"Good job I am not young lady"
Oh here it comes I said , this is where you threaten me, .? Forget it, let's get the books done and you can fuck off again.
I am not sure why I was being this way I think it was because he had messed me around, my changing the time, and now I,was half cut, and ok it was my thought, but not really, I picked up his bag, careful he shouted,
I ignored him, went straight over to the computer. Opened the bag, and said any IBNS numbers, he came over to me took the books and said I'll call you when you are sober. He then started to walk away,
"That's right walk away as always, " his back was to me and I quickly unpopped another top button, he turned around and said , say that again,
Oh fuck off I said, then he done it, grabbed my hair and pushed me to my knees.
Sorry you might not expect the next bit I can assure you I didn't!
He said you need sorting you little slut, I heard all about what happened with Joe's Dad, then his cock was out, about 7 inches, thick, and cut, fucking suck it you little slut. I was trying to resist, " no Jim' Im sorry jim" then I'm taking him, suck it bitch, lick it bitch, smell it taste those juices, you are a dirty little whore, then he's mouth fucking me, I've pulled all my poppers open, a necklace breaks all over the floor, he's smashing into my mouth, taste it, taste it, taste your mums cumt!You are a slut just like your mum, always knew I'd fuck you both, and I have a lot of years left of fucking. I pulled away from him and started to undress him in the study, I then lay him out pull my panties off and smell them (wtf) then and I lower my wet pussy onto his cock, and I rode him, like a porno slut in the films I tell my husband that are degrading to women, I am fucking him, my tits are shaking, he's struggling to keep up with me then he erupts into me, he's just calling me a whore a slut, that my mum had to send to convent as you were driving everyone crazy.
I had no idea I'd do this but I kissed him properly loving and we were off again. I took him over to the sofa, asked him to sit down, with his legs up and I started to lick his fat hard cock, ' vagra helps now love" licking his shaved balls, I pushed him back further and said does daddy want his hole tongued, he didn't answer with words, he spread his legs
I had my ass fucked again and I loved it, but I am pretty sure that I was set up.
James didn't get to me until 6.20 , by that time I was quite sloshed.
I didn't shave my tuft, and I didn't wear the little black dress hold ups and heels that Joe suggested.
I do play around and do like some of the " Daddy-Daughter " roles , so my hair was in pigtails.
I wore white canvass trainers, and a mid knee cream lambswool sleeveless dress, that I bought in a Boutique charity shop, what I liked about it , was the way it clung, to every contour of my body, I had tiny black knickers on, which I enjoy wearing because I love the feeling when I get wet,and I know that when I am drinking I get sopping wet, the dress has poppers on it, when I tried it on , the girl in the shop said she thought she'd better tell me that a few people had tried it but didn't like the fact that if you walked with too big a stride then undone the poppers as you walked. Bonus I just wanted to make sure he could see my tits.
So that was me, a figure hugging dress, nipples protruding, no bra, tiny wet panties and my hair in pigtails, standing in white pumps canvas converse boots all 5 ft 5 of me, nearly a foot shorter than Jim.
The bell rings, it's Jim. I try to be calm and sober. I let him in, and immediately by his face I can sense that all is not well.
Wow the new look, Hannah is it, when did you have your hair done.? Last week I replied, and your dressing differently. I didn't answer.
I asked him if he wanted a whiskey he ,said he would have coffee. Thankfully there was a pot made,
"I have done a Chilli, I can serve you some up, in a bowl the it through and I'll just do the last three books and we are , then we can have a chat?"
Jim said the chat sounded intriguing but he would pass on the food as he had just had some fiery goulash ?
Goulash, surely not, I don't believe this? ! My mother told me she made a goulash yesterday.
"James , please don't tell me you are late getting here because you have been at my mother's house?"
He didn't deny it, said she's been rough for a week..
" Great I said, stood up for my fucking mother? "
Please Francis ( my name that mother uses) your language?
Then he said how much have you had to drink?
This just wasn't going how I planned, I plonked a coffee down in front of, him spilling some and said you are not my father you know?
His face was like thunder I just know my dress was showing a lot of flesh because the buttons had popped open, my nipples were tingling and so was my clit.
"Good job I am not young lady"
Oh here it comes I said , this is where you threaten me, .? Forget it, let's get the books done and you can fuck off again.
I am not sure why I was being this way I think it was because he had messed me around, my changing the time, and now I,was half cut, and ok it was my thought, but not really, I picked up his bag, careful he shouted,
I ignored him, went straight over to the computer. Opened the bag, and said any IBNS numbers, he came over to me took the books and said I'll call you when you are sober. He then started to walk away,
"That's right walk away as always, " his back was to me and I quickly unpopped another top button, he turned around and said , say that again,
Oh fuck off I said, then he done it, grabbed my hair and pushed me to my knees.
Sorry you might not expect the next bit I can assure you I didn't!
He said you need sorting you little slut, I heard all about what happened with Joe's Dad, then his cock was out, about 7 inches, thick, and cut, fucking suck it you little slut. I was trying to resist, " no Jim' Im sorry jim" then I'm taking him, suck it bitch, lick it bitch, smell it taste those juices, you are a dirty little whore, then he's mouth fucking me, I've pulled all my poppers open, a necklace breaks all over the floor, he's smashing into my mouth, taste it, taste it, taste your mums cumt!You are a slut just like your mum, always knew I'd fuck you both, and I have a lot of years left of fucking. I pulled away from him and started to undress him in the study, I then lay him out pull my panties off and smell them (wtf) then and I lower my wet pussy onto his cock, and I rode him, like a porno slut in the films I tell my husband that are degrading to women, I am fucking him, my tits are shaking, he's struggling to keep up with me then he erupts into me, he's just calling me a whore a slut, that my mum had to send to convent as you were driving everyone crazy.
I had no idea I'd do this but I kissed him properly loving and we were off again. I took him over to the sofa, asked him to sit down, with his legs up and I started to lick his fat hard cock, ' vagra helps now love" licking his shaved balls, I pushed him back further and said does daddy want his hole tongued, he didn't answer with words, he spread his legs
