Twice Driven (19 page)

I was pulling at the front button to her skin-tight jeans, and I grunted as he pulled my lips off of her soft little nipple. “You know a fucking
skirt
would've made things easier."

She giggled, reaching down to pull the front of her jeans open and push them down over her slender hips. “Are you kidding? It's fucking
freezing
out there!"

She gasped as my mouth attacked the side of her neck, nipping at the tender skin there as I growled into her ear. “
Language,
young lady."

She about
came
right there at my words, her whole body shuddering against me as she whimpered.
 

I shoved her jeans along with her soaking wet panties down to her knees, before finishing with my own trousers and letting them drop to the floor. She moaned, clutching my face to her neck as my rock-hard cock pressed against her belly, the thick shaft pulsing hot trapped between our bodies.

"We have to be quick, honey." I rasped into my ear, and she moaned as I spun her around and started to bend her over the back of the toilet.
 

“Oh
God
, Mr. Harding, are you gonna fuck me right here in the bathroom bent over the toilet like this?” She was teasing me, using that cutesy little voice of hers to get my blood fucking boiling. And it was damn well working.
 

It
was
pretty raunchy and dirty to fuck her like his in the damn men’s room. Given my choice, I’d lay her out on the softest bed in the world with obscene thread counts and her fuck her like a Goddamn queen. But, I fucking
needed
her right then. I
needed
to feel that tight young pussy clench around me, and I needed to fill her with every drop of cum I’d had boiling in my balls since she’d left.
 

"Just fuck me, please Mr. Harding!" She turned and whimpered at me, biting her lip as she watched me slowly pump my cock and move in behind her.

"Oh
yeeeessss
..." She moaned out as my fat knob pushed between her slippery lips and began to ease into her tight slit.
Fuck
I'd missed this.

"Fuck my little pussy, Mr. Harding! I want to feel you come up inside me again! I want to go back to the dinner table and to my parents with your cum leaking out of me!"

I grunted like a damn animal behind her, and she groaned and gasped as I suddenly rocked my hips forward and wedged every thick inch of my cock into her tight cunt.

There was no time for slow and steady here, or finding a rhythm. We both knew we were pushing it to the absolute limit this time, and I know we were both so hot for each other that we just wanted it hard and fast; animalistically and rough.

Her knuckles were white as she clawed at the wall behind the toilet, bent over with her jeans and panties around her knees getting fucked hard and deep like a slut. Like
my
slut. My big hands held her firmly by her slender little waist as I fucked her, my fingers digging into her skin as I sawed my dick in and out of her tight slit.

"God, Chelsea, I missed you; I missed
this
."

She moaned and sucked her bottom lip into her mouth as she turned to watch me fuck her, pushing back onto my thrusts.

As before, I let myself imagine the consequences of fucking her bareback like this, with
no
protection. I was willing to be she
still
wasn't on the pill, and seeing as how I’d had the full fertility exam after the whole debacle with Lenore, I knew for a medical fact that I wasn’t firing blanks. But that was that
little
extra, beyond the fact that he was so young,
 
and my buddy’s daughter, hat made it so fucking hot. Being bare inside of her added such an extra edge of sinfulness that I found myself clawing at my own sanity as I pounded into the slick wet heaven of her pussy.

And I knew she was close, as I started to feel her channel clench me even tighter, even more of her juices dribbling down to my balls as I pounded her tight little nineteen year old pussy hard, making her min. My heavy balls - so swollen and full of potent seed for her - slapped her stretched lips with every thrust, and I could hear her whimpering moans begin to mimic my own growls in intensity.

Suddenly, the door to the men's room opened. In one quick move, without ever pulling out of her tight, velvety slit, I suddenly pulled her up and spun us both around - a move that impressed even me just about as much as it surprised her. All of a sudden, instead of bent over with me fucking her from behind, I found myself sitting squarely on the lid of the toilet with her in my lap. She was still impaled to the hilt on my thick rod with her legs up in the air and my hands gripping her thighs.

I could feel my cock pulse inside of her, both of us suddenly dead silent and grinning as a pair of shoes walked past the door to the stall to the row of urinals next to it. I groaned quietly, feeling her pussy clenching my cock tight; milking me gently with her muscles and making my growl as I nipped at her ear.
 

"You ok in there Jake?"

We both
froze
.
 

The man at the urinals was her
father
.

I could feel Chelsea tense up like a rock on top of me; her hands gripping my legs tightly, her breath hitching in her throat. I could feel her pulse jumping like a train off the tacks as she leaned back into me.

I knew her dad could only see
my
feet, along with my trousers around my ankles under the stall wall; seeing as
her
legs were being held up by me. But, I could
hardly
blame her for being terrified. Shit,
I
was! As suddenly frozen in fear as
I
was at the possibility of getting caught like this by my buddy, I couldn't even
imagine
how much worse it felt to be her right then. Of course, I think we both knew that if we were caught there in that bathroom like that, there'd be hell to pay for the man balls-deep in his best friend and neighbor's nineteen year old daughter.

I coughed, clearing my throat. “Ugh- yep! Yeah, for sure, Mike. Must’ve had something I
shouldn't
have."

I could
feel
her grin at my double-entendre, and I responded by rocking my hips
just
a bit, grinding deep into her pussy.

"Shoot man, well I hope you feel better after a bathroom break; they're bringing those steaks out now at the table and they're lookin’ great! Nice and pink on the inside just the way you like em!"

Jesus
; this was almost too much. Between the rush of fear making the adrenaline course like fire through my veins, and how
close
I'd gotten to coming, and then despite all of this, how
fucking good
this girls perfect slit felt stretched around my cock, I was practically panting. The fact that we were
so close
to getting caught sent a rush through me, causing my blood to pump in ways I
know
she could feel.

"Well, I'll be out in just a few, buddy. Feeling better already in here."

I suddenly had to clench my jaw,
hard
, as I innocent little Chelsea started to
fuck me
,
right there in the bathroom stall
, with her
dad
standing right outside washing his hands at the sink. I squeezed her thigh hard, and she turned to look at me with a look of pure pleasure on her face. I bit her shoulder, hard, and she barely had time to cover her mouth with her hands to stop the moan from tumbling out as I rocked my cock deep into her pussy.

My strong hands gripped her much smaller body tightly I he slowly started to pump my hips up and down, easing my throbbing dick in and out of her clenching, naughty little pussy. It was taking everything I had not to roar right there as the waves of pleasure spilled over me.

"Yeah, something must've gotten into Chelsea too."

I bit her shoulder hard again, trying to suppress the feeling of fucking
bliss
rolling through me as she continued to slowly fuck herself on my cock. "Uh, oh yeah?" I grunted, my heartbeat hammering against her back.

"Yeah, she’s been a bit long in the bathroom too. Hope she's okay.”

I muffled a grunt into her shoulder. “Oh, yeah, I'm sure she's fine Mike. Probably just college stuff; maybe she had to call a boy or something."

She sank back into me, her body going almost limp with pleasure as she let me slowly pump her slit full of my dick, knowing I was pushing her right up to the edge of that climax.

I could hear Mike chuckling at the sink as he finished drying his hands. “A boy? Hah! C’mon Jake, I doubt she's there yet. My Chelsea's a real little angel, you know."

I groaned loudly, my voice catching in my throat as my cock
throbbed
inside of her tight, velvety pussy. “Oh,
yeah
, a
real
angel, Mike!" I thrust his hips up, and she stuck her hand into her mouth and bit it to keep from crying out.

"Alright buddy, well I'll see you back out there soon. Hey and thanks again for coming tonight, I know it meant a lot to Chelsea."

As soon as the door shut behind him, I groaned out loud and just started to fuck my cock up into her with deep, powerful strokes. Just feeling her tight slit grip me like that as she started to whimper and shake and go tense in my arms as I pounded her little pussy got my blood roaring to a boil.
 

And then she came, like a Goddamn firecracker. She moaned loudly into her hands, her tight slit clenching
impossibly tighter
around my thick girth before I felt her honey drip down my balls. The climax tore through her as she went to pieces on my lap, moaning and shaking and bouncing on my cock as she came again and again and again.

"Oh fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme Mr. Harding! Fill my pussy! Fill me with your cum! I want your cum so bad Mr. Harding!”

I choked out a gasp as my hips suddenly rocked up into her tight slit, and with a grunt, my cock
erupted
inside of her. I roars as I just started to pump what felt like a gallon of cum deep into her pussy.
 
She shook and moaned through her own orgasm as I dumped every drop of my thick load inside of her bare, fertile young slit, knowing my cum was splashing right against the opening to her comp.

We collapsed like that, her still with her panties and jeans around her knees with my thick erection throbbing and twitching out the last of my huge load inside of her.

"Fuck, honey, we-"

"We gotta get back to the table, I know."
 

I
really
did not want her to get off my lap - not then, and not ever - but I knew we were
way
past pushing it right now.

With a gasp, she stood, before instantly reaching down and yanking her panties up her long slender legs and pulling them tight against her pussy. I could already see the front of her panties soaking through with my cum leaking out of her, and I growled just thinking about how dirty that was as I pulled my own trousers up.

Chelsea whirled around, giving me a quick, passionate kiss on the mouth before she opened the stall door and scurried to the door.

"You go first, and I'll give it a few more minutes."
 

She stopped at the door, turning back to me and grinning at me as I
 
buckled my pants back up. "Oh, Mr. Harding?" She winked at me. “Thanks for
coming
tonight; it
really did
mean a lot to me." She giggled as I gave me a 'watch it' look, before she poked her head out the door and then scampered to the ladies room.

*****

I hung out in the bathroom for another few minutes, leaning over the sinks try to catch my breath while I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The lines in my face were a lot more noticeable than they’d been when I’d been her age, that’s for damn sure. I had a few streaks of silver starting to show at my temples, and there was just something strange about
really
looking at yourself and seeing an older version of, well,
you
.

What the hell did that girl see in me?

It’d have been easy to write the whole thing off as some girl with issues just looking for a “daddy figure” to fill a hole in her life - innuendo
not
intended. But I knew Mike, and the guy was an awesome father. So, it’s not like Chelsea was some sort of damaged individual who needed an emotional bandaid of sorts, and for some reason, that made this whole thing even more real.

Because that meant she was
really
into
me
, and not just the idea of me. And that thought both exhilarated and scared the shit out of me.

Okay, sure, on a purely physical, primal level, this girl was fucking
amazing.
She was this young, eager little sex-kitten ready and willing to learn anything and everything I could teach her. She wanted to learn it all, and she wanted
me
to teach it to her, and the base caveman part of me
roared
at that chance. There was the primal side of me that wanted to dominate and claim this girl as
mine
. I wanted to spend every Goddamn waking hour spreading those creamy thighs and burying my cock in that innocent little pussy over and over again. I wanted to fill her with every single drop of my sticky cum again and again, until it trickled down her leg.

Until it made her belly swell with life.

I groaned at the thought, my cock twitching in my pants a the idea of my sinfully tempting younger lover carrying my child;
our
child. I pictured her belly swelling up, her cheeks flushing pink, and her breasts growing tender, and I knew the whole fucking world would know she was
mine
then. The whole damn world would know that little angel belonged to
me
, and that I’d claimed her and laid my seed.