The Boomerang Kid

When Margo was back in her seat Zo whispered into Carmen's ear, "That was soo fucking hot." It was Zo's turn, but the throbbing Carmen could feel through their clothes said the game had been won. He still took his turn and the game continue, drinks continued and a new joint was lit. Everything devolved into a haze of laughs and stories as Carmen learned that Zo had never had sex in a shower and had been arrested more than once for public indecency.

"When you live with your folks, It's kind of hard to pay for a hotel or bring a honey back to your place." He said jokingly. Each story, and joke or laugh there was a hand along Carmen's hip. Fingers up and down her back. Gentle grazes along her arm, all just little tactile enjoyments. When he was feeling especially bold Zo would kiss Carmen's neck or ear. Maybe set his drink down and caress her inner thigh.

It was getting late and Holden fell asleep first. Zo invited Carmen to his room, saying he was still wide awake. The whole night Zo had been right on the edge of a sexual frenzy so the moment they were behind closed doors he kissed her to release hours of sexual frustration. He pulled her to him, one hand grabbing her ass and drawing her hips against his.

He pressed her back into him, her breasts tight against his chest as he kissed her neck and sucked on an earlobe. "I have condoms in the night stand." He whispered then kissed her neck and lips with blazing lust. "God, Carmen, I want to taste you so bad right now." His fingers pressed and rubbed between her legs feeling her heat and her moisture. "Let me lick you." He didn't wait for a response and turned her to sit on the bed, dropping to his knees, eyes falling to her crotch. Looking up for a moment he smiled, pausing to make sure she was ready for this.
 
"Well how the fuck am I gonna say no to that," Carmen said laughing as she stood to undo her skirt and let it drop to the floor. If they'd met a six months ago, hell six days ago, there would have been no chance of them ending up here. Uptight Carmen would have never come back to his place on the first date, probably wouldn't even have let her pick him up no matter how cute he was in his suit or how hot he made her when he banged on his drums.

She definitely wouldn't have stripped down to nothing in front of Zo, with the lights on and him staring up at her with hunger in his eyes. But he deserved to know just how turned on she was and it wasn't about his desire to taste her.

Everything with Zo had been something out of one of those syrupy rom-coms she hated so much but damn it if it didn't feel good. He challenged her with his intelligence and made her laugh with his lame jokes. They fit in a way she never thought was possible. And as far as she could tell he was hers, only hers. That alone had her laying back on his poorly made bed and spreading her legs.

It occurred to her then, as she looked at him framed between her thighs that Lance had never given her such pleasure. Never got on his knees for her and she should have been angry. That's not why you love him. It was just a thought and it brought the corners of her lips up. Zo might have thought she was smiling for her and she wouldn't tell him otherwise. Carmen made a note to thank Lance in the morning. This would have never happened if he hadn't fucked the good sense out of her.

"Let me see how that mouth work," she said with a grin as he reached to put a hand on the back of his head and pulled him forward.
 
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Zo didn't hesitate and hummed in delight as Carmen pulled his face between her legs. He kissed her nether lips as tenderly as he'd kissed her mouth, then he turned and kissed her again. Finally he let his tongue reach out and caress the opening of her pussy as if gently parting the petals of a flower.

Emboldened by the first taste he licked deeper, and finally so deep his lips pressed against her as he tongue explored the depths of Carmen's cunt. Hands roamed over her and slid under her shirt, reaching up and finding her breasts. He sucked and licked, removing his tongue to kiss and lick her clit. He continued working her over with his mouth while his hands pinched at her nipples, grabbed at her hips and pulled her against his face harder.

He hummed his desires, sending vibrations through her like a smaller version of Lance's motorcycle. And like that powerful machine, Zo didn't seem intent on stopping, even as his hands left her body and worked his pants off. Finally he slipped to fingers into her and began to thrust in and out with little technique but a frenzy of desire. His lips wrapped around her click sucked and flicked at her until he thought she was ready to reach her orgasm.

Then he stopped.

Moving up he reached past Carmen and pulled open a drawer saying, "Damn, you taste so good." He pulled out the condom, his cock grazing her pussy before he leaned back to give her a good look at Lance's total opposite. Zo was long and modestly sized where Lance had far more thickness. Before Carmen could dwell too long on the differences, Zo's condom was on and he was entering her in one long hard thrust.

"Oh, yes!"
 
Carmen wasn't that impressed at the beginning, wanting Zo to ravish her but she realized quickly that she might have been mistaken. He was just taking his time, teasing her as he enjoyed her flavor on his lips. Once he got going though, Carmen found it difficult to keep quiet about her pleasure. Even more difficult to keep her eyes out of the back of her head as he fucked her with his tongue.

"Mmmmm Lorenzo," she moaned as he grabbed her hips, pulling her forward as his dextrous tongue wiggled around inside her. Carmen lifted her hips, in an attempt to thrust against him but his grip kept her firmly where he wanted her. "Fuck Zo that feels sooo good...ohhh shit I'm gonna...don't stop...please Zo..."

Carmen didn't even care that her love sounds could be heard throughout the house. That Margo touched herself as she listened from the room she shared with Holden on the other side of the wall. She used two fingers, pounding her pussy trying to keep up with Zo as he worked on Carmen.

But the he stopped, leaving Carmen gasping as he reached over her to get into his nightstand. She didn't even look at his cock, just pulled him down to run her tongue along his lips, sampling her own juices as he fiddled with the condom. Carmen moaned as she pushed hee tongue in his mouth at the flavor of herself on his mouth.

"Ohhh, yes" They both moaned long and deep as he pressed inside her and Carmen giggled at the coincidence. "Oh yes is right," she moaned into his ear as she wrapped her legs around his sculpted torso. "Damn Zo," she said as she wiggled out of her T-shirt and rotated her hips beneath him. Finally naked Carmen ran her tongue down his neck to nibble as the bulge along his collarbone as Zo began to slow stoke her with his lengthy cock. He wasn't as thick as Lance but the way he worked his hips made it impossible for her to notice a difference in how he felt inside her.

She gripped him between her thighs as he fucked her. Her feet pressed to the back of his thighs as her nails dug into his back. She found herself calling out his name over and over, each utterance growing louder and louder until she was screaming it as her climax neared.

"That's it...ohhh fuck me just like that Zo...ohhh fuck I'm gonna cum baby don't stop...just like that... "
 
Zo pressed himself up, arms locked and putting the weight of his body into each thrust. The headboard was an even metronome even as he groaned and cried out. "OH fuck! OH FUCK!"

Shoving his knees under her thighs Zo used the new leverage to shove Carmen into the bed. He looked down at her rocking body and down further to watch his rod piston in and out of Carmen.

Meeting her eyes he reared up higher as if he were about to get up and thrust hard one final time. "FuuuUUuUuucK!" The condom pulsed inside Carmen slapping her walls violently as Zo pumped his hips a few more times before finally collapsing on Carmen, spent and speechless.
 
It was his final thrust that pushed her over the edge. Carmen fisted the sheets so tight they came away from the mattress as she lifted up from the bed only to be pushed back down and pinned beneath Zo's panting frame.

"Holy shit...holy shit," she said breathlessly as she ran her hands up and down his arms. Carmen planted soft kisses along his neck and nibbled on his chin before she pulled his face to hers to kiss his soft lips. She gave his bottom lip a nibble and giggled a little as she pulled away. "You still taste like me," she said with a smirk as she slid out from beneath him but Carmen didn't go far. She settled with her head on his shoulder and her leg across his as she planted a kiss on his back. "Welcome to the number one spot," she teased as she lay back against the pillows and pulled the blankets up to cover her bare breast.

She was quiet a moment, her mind still reeling from the orgasm Zo just gave her wondering what should happen next. Should she get dressed and ask to be taken home? Was this a one night stand? Would they lose that easy back and forth now that they'd slept together? Would he still respect her in the morning? Carmen took a deep breath that quieted all the questions.

"You mind if I stay the night?"
 
Zo forced himself up and to his side to look at Carmen bemused. "I kind of assumed you were staying." He smiled and leaned over to kiss her on the lips then rolled out of bed. Once the condom was off and discarded he got up and moved to the restroom for a few moment. The sound of water in the sink hinted he might be rinsing himself off.

When he returned, sliding into to cuddle Carmen, his lips still had her lingering spice. "You know." He said with a grin, "I was a little worried back there that Margo had gotten you to join a new team." He laughed and gave her a quick kiss before settling in, lingering between awake and sleep.

Between the sex, the drinks and the weed Zo quickly became relatively unresponsive. The sounds of Margo and Holden could be heard in the other room, reinforcing that they had to have heard everything that went on with Carmen and Zo.
 
"You know." He said with a grin, "I was a little worried back there that Margo had gotten you to join a new team."

Carmen laughed hard at that and cuddled up closer to Zo as he climbed back in bed. "I don't know about all that but it was definitely an experience," she as she settled onto his chest.

Now that they were finished Carmen recognized a similar thunk coming from the other side of the wall. Coupled with the grunts and moans, she imaged Margo and Holden we're having just as good a time as her and Zo. She listened as his breathing slowed to the rhythm of slumber.

Carmen wasn't tired yet but she struggled to reach her purse on the floor beside the bed to dig out her phone. She sent her mom a quick text letting her know in the vaguest terms how well the night had gone and that she'd be home in the morning. With that done Carmen settled down beside Zo, tucking herself back under his arm with her back against his chest a drifted off to the sound of his house mates getting it on next door.
 
Gerry proudly told Lance how well things must be going with Lorenzo after showing off the text message. Lance hid his jealousy well, "I guess that means we have the place all to ourselves." He didn't even bother removing all the clothes as he yanked his wife's jeans down and pounded her over the back of the couch. While he'd done it in a strange sort of emotional revenge he was also reminded of why he and Gerry were so good together. She knew the moment he was about to cum and shoved him off so she could swallow every drop.

And still, he thought of her.

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Zo woke up at some point in the night, the hour wasn't important. The only thing that mattered was the sexy woman asleep in his arms. Like a stalking cat he moved just a little, then a little more. He continued this over several long moment until he could sip free of Carmen.

Moving to the edge of the bed he found his pants and the phone still in them. He moved back to the night stand and lay still for a long moment. He watched Carmen, barely visible in the partial lights coming from the streets outside.

He couldn't get over how sexy she was, and how innocent but still a bad girl deep down. Wanting to see more he drew the covers down, slowly exposing her naked body. With his phone he took a few pictures without waking her. Even going so far as to cover part of the flash and exclude her face so as not to wake her.

Zo admired the photos as one would a trophy, then he locked his phone and put it away. The whole process of taking secret photos of Carmen, ones she wouldn't know existed, had gotten him excited. It always did.

Taking out another condom he slowly rolled it on, not wanting to wake Carmen just yet. He didn't want her to stir before it was time and even as he rolled over on top of her he moved like a tiger on the hunt. She was his prey.

Kissing Carmen, gently on the chin, then the neck and then her breast he positioned himself between her legs. Now, the tiger would pounce and Zo used one hand to guide himself to her cunt and thrust in letting the lubricated condom compensate for any lack of wetness on Carmen's part.

Once he was balls deep in her, Zo kissed Carmen with all the tenderness and care of a lover. He started slow, letting long and gentle strokes bring her fully awake. With a smile he said, "I'm sorry. I just needed you... so... bad." He thrust hard with those last two words and then returned to his slow and tender rhythm.
 
She felt him get up, heard him fumbling around in the darkness but didn't actually wake up. Her head was reasonably foggy after all the booze and pot, allowing Carmen to drift quickly back into deep sleep.

Carmen stirred again when she felt him climb back into bed. He tried to be gentle about it but she felt his lips on her breasts, his condom sheathed cock against her thigh as he positioned himself between them. She moaned softly as he slipped inside her still wet pussy. But still she kept her eyes closed until he spoke.

"Mmmm you don't have to be sorry about that La...Renzo," she said, quickly correcting her mistake. There was a moment when she first opened her eyes where Carmen was a little shaky on her exact location. The fact that she had been dreaming of Lance pounding her on the hood of that Impala they just picked up didn't help matters. She furthered her cover up with a deep kiss as she slipped her arms around Zo's back and rocked her hips against his thrusts. "I was hoping for a second round," she said with a giggle.

That wasn't exactly a lie either. Sure he wasn't the animal Lance was in the sack but Carmen didn't enjoy Zo any less. She found she enjoyed the attention he paid to her pleasure, the gentle touches and caresses endeared Zo in her eyes. It was a stark contrast to the rough aggressive fucks her step father had thrown her. Lance wanted to get off, the way he wanted but with Zo Carmen felt like her desires were paramount. That's not to say she preferred one way or the other, they were different men with a different set of skills. Lucky for her she didn't feel the need to choose.

With her lips on his Carmen slipped her legs around his waist and an arm around his neck. She pushed herself up with the other, forcing Zo back on his heels with her straddling his thighs. "I'm not really a lie there and take it kinda girl anymore," she said with a smirk as she ran her tongue along his jaw and circled hips to get him back inside her. A gasp escaped her as she bottomed up with the tip of his cock pressed firmly against her g-spot. "Damn Zo you feel so good," she said unable to conceal the surprise this time as she slowly began to rock her hips in his lap. "Soooo fucking good..."
 
"Oh good." Zo said, moving his own hips to try and maximize their contact. He kissed Carmen then went back to his arms locked so he could watch her writhe under him. Since she was doing much of work, making sure her g-spot was stimulated, Zo didn't have to think very hard about what he was doing.

He continued to roll in and out of her, kissing her from time to time. It didn't take long before he was nearing another orgasm and he lowered himself to his elbows, his face now inches from her own. His movements were sending the message as his hips picked up the pace and his mouth opened in a silent moan.

"Oh, fuck... I can't hold it..." Zo was concentrating on tempo, muscle control, hip rotation and Carmen's face but he was still reaching the point of no return way too quickly. Carmen wasn't one of the usual groupies Zo was used to, and her cunt was still tight and intoxicating. He was going to enjoy her for a good, long, time.

But for now, she was making him cum. "Oh! Oh, Carmen!" He started to cum, the condom flexing and pulsing but he still kept moving. He ignored the painful feedback from his cock and continued to slip in and out of Carmen, moaning in pleasure. "Oooh.... oh... fuck..." He pulled out, leaving the tip and most of the condom still inside Carmen and plunged in one last time to rock and shake his hips, making his manhood wiggle and quake deep inside her.

Once again he collapsed on Carmen, panting and spent. Zo took a deep breath and managed to mumble, "Ohm'god... ohfu'... Wow." He leaned up to meet her eyes, his rubber coated dick still deep inside. "Wow! You're amazing. I've never... you're just amazing." He kissed her deeply this time and used the distraction to pull out and remove his protection. This time, however, he stayed in bed and just threw the evidence away.

Falling flat on his back he breathed again. "Damn!" He took a few moments to catch his breath and rolled over to kiss her more. "You're not what I imagined." He smiled and kissed her again. "You're quite the wild cat. You looked so pure and innocent in that photo on your mom's desk. I had no idea you could be like this." He kissed her long and delighted this time.

Yes, he would keep her for a while.
 
Carmen rolled her eyes at his "pure and innocent" comment as she rolled over to face him. She bit back her first instinct of offense to such a notion but she knew it was true. Compared to Zo and is friends, Carmen was just that. But not anymore. "Yeah well I was pretty uptight in school but I realized recently that's a pretty fucking boring way to live so I've made some adjustments."

Carmen reached into her purse to grab her phone and made a snap decision that had the potential to ruin her chances with Zo. She didn't give herself a chance to think it over, quickly opening her task app and pulling up her list. She'd added a few things since she first made it. Learn how to change a tire and oil. Have a threesome. Read the Kama Sutra. Learn a second language. "You probably think it's stupid," she said as she showed the list to Zo, all but expecting him to laugh in her face. "My mom says I'm wound too tight and I guess making a list doesn't do well disputing it but you gotta go with what you know right."

She tucked her phone back in her purse and laid back against the pillows, heavy eyes staring at the ceiling. "I had a great time tonight Zo," she said with a yawn as she shifted to her side with her back to him.

Within minutes she was fast asleep back to dreaming about Lance and his motorcycle. Zo made a brief appearance and took her from behind while she deep throated Lance's thick cock. That was a new addition to her fantasy and her physical body reacted to the imagined pleasure of being pinned between the two objects of her lust. Her back arched and knees spread as her ass lifted off the bed, all the while mumbling and whimpering in her sleep.

"Make me yours," she moaned as she rolled onto her stomach. "I want to be yours."
 
The Next morning, Gerry only stopped long enough to thank Lance for the proper fucking he'd given her last night. "When we were in the bedroom, silly." She clarified. He was glad she didn't mention the couch, as that was when he was thinking of Carmen.

She grabbed a waffle and used it like a tortilla to stack eggs and 3 slices of bacon.

"You going somewhere?" Lance asked, worried that he'd be left home alone. He hadn't been in the house alone since Carmen moved back in.

"Yeah, I have to do some work for a client. And then I'm going to swing by the mall and get a pedicure."

"I thought you just went to the spa with Carmen last week?"

Gerry smiled and stroked Lance's face, "You're cute. Okay, bye!" And with that she was off. Lance finished cooking, then ate in numb silence. Not knowing what to do with himself he channel surfed until he grew bored with that.

Not knowing how he got there, he ended up in Carmen's room. I still smelled like her and he found himself laying face down in her bed to breath in the intoxicating remains of her scent. He felt himself growing hard, and knew he wanted to pound Carmen until she screamed but he didn't try to jerk off.

Even as he left her room, Lance knew this was more than just wanting to bust a nut in his step-daughter. If that was the case he would have just pulled some panties from her hamper and jerked off in them. Something else was going on. Something he was afraid to admit.

You love your wife!
He mentally scolded. And he still did. Was it possible to love two women? Was it possible to be in-love with two versions of the same woman, or was this just a fantasy and Carmen only cared about the savage fucking he gave her. Did he even care?

I'm going to need therapy.
He thought as he left the house, walked to the detached garage and started to re-assemble some parts that would eventually go into Carmen's car. He pretended he was doing it as as Step-Father who cared for his wife's baby girl... and for a while he believed it.
 
It was well after noon by the time Carmen woke up and already her stomach was doing flip flops, activity that had nothing to do with all the booze from the night before. She stumbled into the bathroom to freshen up as best she could before Zo woke up. Just because she wasn't exactly thinking about him didn't mean she wanted him to see her looking a hot mess. A little toothpaste on her finger worked well enough against her sour breath and her light makeup from the night before held up pretty well. Carmen thanked God for whoever invented waterproof eyeliner and mascara. All she had to do was get rid off the shadow and she was good to go. Sure her eyes were a little bloodshot and her cheeks puffy but that was to be expected after a night as wild as she had.

What she didn't expect was the text from her mom saying that she would be gone for most of the day. "We'll dish about your sleep over tonight with some wine," she promised but that didn't make Carmen feel any better. She hoped that her mom being home would serve as a buffer between her and Lance. He'd said he didn't care if she dated but that was before Carmen had any prospects. And he never tried to talk her out of going, not even when they were alone. But still what if he was angry at her for spending the night with a man she barely knew.

Another thought occurred to Carmen as she got dressed. What if there was no reaction at all? She'd spent enough time with Lance to know that though he wasn't an overtly emotional guy, he had no problem expressing himself. He felt for her, Carmen knew it from the first time they spent the night together but she was good and innocent then. Barely touch, and now...she wasn't much better than a groupie. Sure she liked Zo and he liked her but Carmen was starting to second guess her new footloose and fancy free lifestyle.

If Zo noticed her introverted turn, he didn't mention it, though he did seem disappointed that Carmen didn't want to grab breakfast before he took her home. She made an excuse about work and he seemed to understand. His spirits lifted when she promised to call him later so they could set up a more private date. Carmen didn't say much on the ride home but that didn't stop Zo from throwing out ideas for their next date. When he pulled up in front of the house, she stopped him before he could turn off the car.

"You don't have to," she said quickly and planted a kiss on his cheek before she opened her door. "Last night was great. I'll call you later OK." Zo made her promise and she rewarded him with her first genuine smile of the morning. But still Carmen got out of his car and didn't look back, nearly running to the front door.

The garage was open so she was sure Lance heard her pull up. Whether he cared or not, she doubted he would be interested in smelling another man on her so she went straight to her bedroom and jumped in the shower. Carmen took her time, making sure that any remnants of Zo's body spray were gone from her body and the smell of weed was out of her hair before she stepped out to dry off. Wrapped in a towel, her hair still dripping, Carmen sat on the edge of her bed to text her mom back before she set up her laptop. She had car parts to find, that seemed like a good enough reason to be hulled up in her room.

But of course she left the door open.
 
Lance had been under the Truck in the garage when heard a car drive up. On instinct he started to roll out and see who it was but then the realization hit him that it'd be Carmen. And she was probably being dropped off by her-

Boyfriend?

He didn't want to think of her as having a significant other, but he didn't feel he could stop her. Regardless of how he was feeling about her, it would be rather hypocritical. Confusion was all around him and he realized he was hearing her close the front door before he could even think it through.

From the corner of his eye he saw a car drive off and resisted the temptation to look. He didn't want to see who she'd spent the night with. He didn't want that person to be real yet. Instead he finished replacing the bolts he was putting in and decided to do the spark plugs later.

Rolling out of the car he went into the house, not sure what he'd do or say when he was his step-daughter. You're wife kid, for the gods' sake. He chided himself, but when he heard the shower running his cock sprang to life. Like a moth to a deadly flame he walked up and approached the bathroom door. He imagined Carmen's naked body under the water and resisted the urge to walk in and take her under the hot water.

His hand gripped the knob tightly, his ears soaking up the sounds of Carmen bathing until the water stopped and the trance was broken. Moving away from the door he went back to the master bedroom and pulled his shirt off, rubbing the oil and grime from his arms.

He considered the stark contrast, to his filth and Carmen's clean. Deciding just to change shirts he realized he was anxious to see Carmen. He wanted to talk to her, to see how she might feel. Fear edged in, and he wondered if this meant they were done or if he could at least change her mind on that subject.

Stop being selfish.

With no expectation he went to Carmen's room, expecting her to be clothed and on some social media. Instead he was pleased to find her wearing only a towel and working on... work. His cock started to stiffen.

Calm down, old man. She may have no more use for you. It's fine.

"Hey." He said, trying to lean in her doorway was causally as he could. "Did you have a nice night?" There was almost worry in his voice. A fear that she would go on and on about this amazing new guy in her life and all the ways he made her feel. A pit dropped into Lance's stomach but he continued his smile while his cock strained against his jeans regardless. It was still Carmen, naked, in a towel. She could be married with 3 kids and he'd still want her.
 
Carmen heard his footsteps as he came up the stairs. Her palms began to sweat and hands trembled as she cursed herself for leaving the for open. And not getting dressed.

It was too late for that now. He was standing in the doorway and Carmen had to force herself to turn and face him. But once she got a look at Lance, grease stains on his arms and jeans, heard the less than confident way he asked of her night, she couldn't help but smile.

"It was okay, thanks." She decided to be honest but vague in her relaying of the evening. "The show was better than I expected and then there was a party after. Some sort of album release. Met a few cool people my own age," she said with a smirk. "Zo was a gentleman...oh and I kissed a girl who plays bass," she said with a raised eyebrow as she adjusted her towel and folded her legs beneath her to keep herself from diving at him.

Carmen didn't know which was worse, thinking he might not care or knowing that he did. She wasn't sure of the protocol was for this situation and she didn't want to waste their precious time alone thinking about it.

"To be honest I spent half the night thinking about you," she said with a smile as she got to her feet. Carmen kept a firm hand on her towel as she made her way over to Lance in the doorway. "Let's make a deal," she said sticking out her other hand. "You don't have to pretend to be interested in my love life and I won't pretend to be interested in yours...in less Mom's around of course, in which case I'll do my usual "eww mom gross" routine and save us both from that awkward sharing. If its just me and you, I want it to be just that...if thats o okay with you...I mean if you want to know I'll tell you...I just figured it might be weird since we're... well... I don't know...I'm just going to stop talking now..."
 
"If its just me and you, I want it to be just that..."

With those words, Lance visible relaxed. The hint of a smile was stopped before it could remain hidden and sudden he was shaking her hand.

"Deal."

Pulling her in with lightning reflexes, Lance's other hand went up and grabbed Carmen's wrist. He pulled both her hand and towel away and looked down to feast on the naked body he'd never be bored of. Truly.

Carmen still have curves, but her slim waist and perky tits were a stark contrast to her mother's heavy breasts. It would actually take a bit of effort to fuck Carmen's 36Cs, but her hips matched perfectly. She was thin, but her hips were what he would call "baby carrying" for sure. Then there was the work of art between her legs. Trimmed hairs just hovering over a slick pussy. While there was nothing wrong with her mother's thick thatch, for Carmen it was as if she were decorating a cake and was offering him a taste.

He dove for her, kissing her mouth and moving his fingers to her soft sexual flower. He shoved her hard against the wall, his tongue probing deep as his fingers penetrated Carmen until his thumb was rubbing her clit. He moved his two most middle fingers to intentionally hit that special spot just behind her pelvis. It wasn't quite the G Spot, but it was a world of pleasure all on it's own, and Lance knew that. It's as if he had a map of her vagina memorized and could turn on every switch that might drive her wild.

And still he did nothing but kiss and finger her. His mouth pressing hard, free hand rubbing her breasts and fingers working her as if he wanted her to have an orgasm before he even had a chance to get his pants off. There would be no question, or time wasted on answers. He would spend every moment with Carmen focusing on her, and her alone.

Breaking the kiss he whispered, "God, you have no idea what you do to me!" Which he meant. Even he was unsure of what feelings he had or how much power she could hold over him if she really wanted it. Part of him feared what Carmen could demand and he'd be powerless to refuse, but another part of him delighted that a woman existed that could actually bend his will. For Gerry he gave himself freely, for Carmen he was a slave to his heart.
 
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It all happened so fast. One minute they were talking the next she was naked and pinned to the wall. A million thoughts went through her mind as he kissed her but Carmen couldn't think of a reason to pull away to voice them. She felt silly for thinking things would change between them. If her mother coming home didn't stop their affair then a date with some random drummer wasn't going to do it either.

"God, you have no idea what you do to me!"

Carmen could say the of him but she was too busy sucking Lance's tongue to speak. The only sounds she could make were desperate whimpers as he worked his fingers deep inside her. She spread her legs wide, hands grasping at his t-shirt in search of his bare skin as she ground her hips against his palm. As much as she wanted to feel his naked body against hers there was something exciting about being completely vulnerable for him. The feel odd his rough jeans against her soft skin, the heavy smell of engine grease mixed with his sweat all worked together to drive her wild.

"I love how you touch me Lance," she moaned as she slipped her hand up his shirt to run her nails over his abs. "You make me feel so...holy shit I'm gonna cum Daddy...make me cum then fuck me til I can't walk...ohhh Daddy I need it so bad...I need you," she heard herself say but she didn't correct herself. It was too late for that now. Aside from the orgasm rocking through her, Carmen was beyond pretending what had developed between them was some sort of casual fling.

She reached for his belt, her hands still trembling as she undid his pants to release his throbbing erection. Her bottom lip trapped between her teeth, Carmen moaned as she held it, marveled at the weight of it in her hand a moment before she started to stroke him slowly. "I want you inside me Lance...please Daddy I need this dick," she said, finally raising her eyes to meet his.
 
Feeling Carmen cum with his fingers deep insider made his cock ache with desire. Her words drove him past lust and the moment her hands touched his erection he had lost all control. She spoke of her need, but she might as well have been speaking of his own.

Lance kissed her, his hands moving to his t-shirt and just pulling at the neck. The sound of fabric tearing was a testament to how badly he wanted her. He would take off his shirt the only way he could, and still kiss her wantonly. His jeans would have to stay put for now as he grabbed Carmen's legs, wrapped them around his waist and shoved into her.

His mouth attacked her lips as he thrust wildly into her pussy. Each thrust bumped her into the wall as he sucked on her lips, her tongue and even nibbled on her chin for a moment. "Oh, baby girl... I..." He stopped talking, afraid to know what words wanted to spill from his mouth. He fucked her harder and faster instead.

Lance found Carmen's ear lobe with his teeth and playfully bit, then kissed her neck. Somewhere in the back of his mind an idea formed. A very naughty idea and he started to suck on her neck. He continued thrusting into her as he sucked, pulling blood to the surface of the skin just above her shoulder.

He could feel himself reaching his own climax, his balls telling him that they were ready to fill Carmen's cunt with cum. He pulled back from the hickey he'd started making and moved his hips to pull free of Carmen. "Not yet!" He said, more to himself than her. He kissed her again, feeling the cool air on his dick and lifting Carmen higher on his torso.

Since his jeans were still on, the zipper tucked behind his sacks, he walked with Carmen. Leaving her room and moving down the hall. He continued to kiss her the entire time he took her to their next destination. He knew Gerry would be gone for most of the day and he was intent on trying to keep his cock inside Carmen for most of that time.
 
"Oh God Lance...just like that...fuck me just like that with that thick Daddy cock," she said between gasps and moans as her step-dad pounded her against her bedroom way. Carmen held on tight, her arms tight around his neck, her thighs locked around his torso as he pistoned his hips against.

But just as abruptly as it began, Lance was pulling out bringing a soft frown to Carmen's lips as he hoisted her up higher. His hands went to her ass as he moved them off the wall and just as she was about to complain about the break in the action, his tongue was back in her mouth. He kissed her savagely, biting and sucking her neck as he moved them elsewhere in the house.

"Trying leave a mark huh," she asked with a giggle as she ran her fingers through his thick beard. "You're gonna have to work a little harder than that if you want it to last," she said egging him on as she lifted her head to rest her chin against his nose. His beard scratched against the sensitive skin just under her chin sending pleasant shivers through her body. She worked her fingers up into his hair and gave a little tug as she rubbed her wet cunt against the ripples across his stomach. "I can be just as rough," she teased as she squeezed him between her strong thighs. "I can take it as hard as you can give it Lance. I'm all yours remember...your dirty little fuck slut," she whispered in his ear and nipped at the spot just behind his ear. "Fuck me Daddy...make it hurt..."
 
As Lance moved into the Kitchen he put Carmen down and roughly turned her back to him. He pressed her against the counter forcing her to bend over it a bit. All the while his other hand shoved his pants down to the tiled floor. "That's right, baby girl. You're mine."

He was behind her, his cock entering her vulnerable pussy while he moved one of her hands to the kitchen cabinet. He pressed her hips against the marble as his pelvis smacked her ass like a firm hand. He held there for a moment, balls deep in his wife's daughter and leaned to speak right into her ear. "I'm going to fuck you harder than I've ever fucked." He grabbed her hair and started to bang his hips against her ass, each time banging her own hips into the marble counter. He thrust in her with the steady rhythm of a bass drum at a Heavy Metal concert.

He leaned back to put more leverage into the pumping, pulling back on her hair for counter balance. He fucked her until his skin was burning with heat and his heart was pounding as if he were doing cardio at the gym. Only Carmen was better than any gym.

"Oh fuck!" Before he could cum, Lance pulled his cock out and grabbed it tightly. He used it like a hammer and slapped it against her pussy lips half a dozen times, until his desire to explode inside of her was replaced by a dull numbing sting of flesh slapping flesh. "Yeah, baby girl." He grabbed a leg and lifted it to the counter, making her spread wider. "Just like that!"

He thrust into her again and pulled out to beat his meat against her cunt a few more times. When he entered her again he had no desire to bust a nut right now. "There we go!" He said, and started to quickly work up to that original slap-slap-slap tempo.
 
Carmen help the counter as best she could but every thrust Lance gave knocked her loose her grip. She was up on her tip toes, her breasts mashed against the cold marble was a stark contrast to the heat from his powerful thrust. Her ass stung from the force of his thighs colliding as he pounded his cock into her. Sweat poured off her and pooled beneath her body making it impossible to hold on. It was too much and she bit her lip from screaming outright. Her knees buckled but he held her upright, one hand in her hair. The other firm on her back. She'd asked for this, for him to take her how he wanted, but it was too much.

And she loved every bit, especially when he pulled out to beat his hardness against her tender pussy. Every smack sent a jolt of pleasure soaked pain through her so strong her body quaked. When he slammed back into her, Carmen lost all control.

"Oh fuck Daddy just like that," she screamed as Lance forced her leg up onto the counter. This new position required her to stand and Carmen was done playing rag doll. "Fuck me...Fuck me...Fuck me," she begged as she threw her ass back to meet his thrusts. She gave up holding on, trusting Lance to keep her upright as she reached down to work her clit.

The pace he set was punishing but Carmen had no problem keeping up balanced on one foot. "I love cumming on this dick Daddy...you make me cum so hard," she moaned, feeling her thigh muscles pulled tight but still she didn't stop him. It was too much, too good to let go. "Oh God Lance you feel so good inside me...I'm gonna... oh please Daddy don't stop...please don't stop...mmmm Fuck!" She cried out as climax rocketed through her, sending at fountain of fluids to spray against the countertop. And still he didn't stop, even as her leg slipped down and she collapsed in the pool of sweat and juices she made.

And still she wanted more. Carmen reached back to spread her ass cheeks wide and glanced at her step-dad with eyes burning with lust. "Fuck my ass Daddy...cum in my tight little backdoor...please Daddy...give it to me..."
 
Lance never stopped pounding her, even as she gushed all over his balls. When her leg slipped he pulled out, hand going around her waist to hold her. Despite his savage fucking he still stopped to make sure she didn't fall.

"Fuck my ass Daddy...cum in my tight little backdoor...please Daddy...give it to me..."

Lance looked down Carmen's glistening back and stopped at her inviting ass. Her words registering in his mind Lance felt his heart pounding against his chest. He moved forward, but didn't enter her. Instead he pressed his sweaty chest against her back and leaned over to kiss Carmen. His lips embraced her mouth, his kiss revealing things he was afraid to say. He kissed her deep and passionately.

"Oh, baby girl..." He slid into her in a slow and sensual stroke, until his chest was pressed to her back and his balls gently grazed her raw pussy. "Oh, fuck... Beg me for it, baby girl. Beg for my cum."

Lance started to pump his hips, still leaning over Carmen. His chest rubbing against her back as he moved. Between moans of pleasure he kissed her neck, her shoulder and her back. "Oh.... Oh, yeah.... Oh, baby girl... I'm soo close. Fuck me baby-girl. Fuck me!"

He leaned back until he was pressing his own rear against the counter behind them. Using his hands he pulled Carmen's ass back over his cock over and over. Giving her as much help as he could but making her thrust back. If she wanted him, she would have to make him cum of her own effort.
 
Carmen heard the challenge in his tone even if Lance did ease into her in one slow continuous stroke. As much as she loved the feel of his weight on her back, Carmen couldn't wait to show him just how much she wanted to please him.

"Mmmmm Daddy you want me to beg for it," she moaned, punctuating her question with a hard thrust backwards. She slammed her hips into him, her ass slapped hard against his thighs as she leaned forward and gripped the counter in front of her. With her grip firm, Carmen balanced on the balls of her feet, making it easier for her to enjoy the entirety of his thick length with each stroke. "Fuck Daddy," she gasped as she rocked forward, bringing his cock out to the tip before she slammed back into him with her full weight. "Is that what you want from nasty little daughter-slut." The impact made her knees weak and the squeal that erupted from her was more pained than pleasure-filled but still she did it again. "For me to destroy my tight little ass with your thick cock." And again until her rim relaxed against the invasion. "Is that what you want Lance...mmmmm shit it hurts so good...that's want it want...I want it so bad Daddy...fill me up..."

Once the pain stopped, Carmen stood up and reached back to loop her arm around his neck. She grabbed his hand with the other to push two off his fingers in her still quivering pussy. The growl that rumbled out of him as he grabbed hold of her breast threatened to push her over the edge again but Carmen wasn't ready yet. She wanted them to reach their climax together and saw no reason why she should rush. She picked up the pace, bouncing hard and fast up and down his shaft. "Cum with me," she begged as Lance tightened his grip on her tit, twisted and pulled her nipple. She felt his cock throbbing inside her and she craned her neck to put her mouth on his. One nibble at his bottom lip and Carmen felt his explosion inside her, forcing her own climax but she didn't pull away from the kiss. Instead she gripped the hair at the back the of his neck as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth.

Carmen wanted every drop of her step father's load and didn't pull off until he'd gone soft inside her. She moved off him on wobbly legs and collapsed on the counter top in front of him, her cum slick ass up in the air. She reached back to massage the tender flesh between her thighs and moaned softly when her fingers slipped easily into her gaped ass.

"Oh my God Lance...that was...just...oh my God," she whispered between pants as she tried to catch her breath.
 
Lance had lost all words. He couldn't remember a time when he was fucked so good, and the fact that Carmen finished him off of her own strength made him feel more connected to her. Now he knew, without a doubt, that she wanted him as much as she claimed. He still didn't know if that was more than or less how much he wanted her.

Learning over, chest grazing her back, Lance could only kiss Carmen's shoulder blade, her spine, her shoulder and her neck. He put his lips to her hear and hummed in content and happiness then kissed her soft lobe. Standing he glanced down as his soft and spent cock, seeing it was still thick and a hint of a throb but it might be a while before he was ready for more. He simply let his hands rub up and down Carmen's back, gently soothing her for a few moment.

When he could speak he sighed, "Wow, baby-girl... you weren't kidding. I hope you got what you wanted. I know I did." He smiled and leaned over to kiss her back and then helped her stand to kiss her mouth long and loving. Without any warning he broke the kiss and scooped her up into his arms, caring her towards the master bedroom.

Despite what she might think at first, Carmen would soon realized Lance was walking her to the large tub. He placed her inside it and started the water. "I realized I hadn't gotten cleaned up from working on the truck. And I'm sure I got some grease on you too." The last part was clearly just an excuse as he leaned over to kiss her deeply.
 
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