Dad Helps His Son’s Pawg Girlfriend – Daisy Stone – Perfect Girlfriend

The living room was dimly lit, the only sound coming from the shuffling of feet on the carpet as Daisy Stone entered cautiously, her heart pounding in her chest. She had been anticipationg this moment for weeks, ever since her boyfriend, Alex Adams, had floated the idea. Now, standing before his stepfather, Mark, Daisy felt a rush of nerves and excitement nerve as she took in the situation.

Mark reclined in his leather armchair, casually sipping from a can of beer. He glanced up as Daisy approached, his eyes roaming over her curvy figure appreciatively. “Well hello there, Daisy,” he drawled, his gaze lingering on her ample cleavage peeking out from her low-cut top. “I thought you two could use some… guidance with this arrangement.”

Daisy bit her lip, feeling a thrill at the lustful look in Mark’s eyes. “Me and Alex, we just want to keep our relationship healthy,” she murmured. “Any tips from a professional?”

“Oh I have plenty of tips,” Mark said with a sly grin. He took another swig of beer before setting it aside. “For one, communication is key. I think the two of you should demonstrate how you express your desires. Naughty little demonstrations.”

Daisy felt heat rise in her cheeks, but she nodded eagerly, his insinuation clear – he wanted to watch them fool around. The dirty old man! She glanced over at Alex, who was lounging on the couch, a knowing smirk on his face. He crooked a finger at her.

“Come here and let me show this man how you like it,” Alex said in a low, commanding voice that made Daisy’s panties dampen. She sashayed over, her full hips swaying, and positioned herself between his spread legs. Alex’s hands slid up her thick thighs, pushing up her short skirt as he went.

“Ohh, does the little miss enjoy a bit of groping?” Mark chuckled from his chair. “Go on then boy, show her some appreciation.”

Alex wasted no time, his hands moving to cup Daisy’s round ass, kneading the pliant flesh and making her moan. “You like that baby?” he growled as Daisy ground herself against the bulge straining his jeans. “You like putting on a show for my pervy stepdad?”

“Yesss,” Daisy hissed, proactive as his fingers disappeared beneath her skirt, pushing her dampened panties aside to tease her wet folds. Sparks of pleasure shot through her and she whimpered, putting a hand on the back of the couch to steady herself.

“Such a dirty girl,” Mark said, settling in to watch, his own erection starting to tent his pants. Daisy threw him a coy look over her shoulder before focusing back on Alex, who was nimbly unfastening his belt.

“Get ’em off,” Alex commanded, voice rough with arousal. Daisy didn’t hesitate, shimmying out of her soaked panties before standing back up, giving both men a tantalizing view of her pink, glistening slit. Her large breasts heaved with each labored breath, nipples straining against the thin fabric of her top.

“Fuck me,” she begged, not caring that Mark was watching, only caring about feeling full and used. She rubbed herself shamelessly against Alex’s clothed erection and he growled, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise.

“Be a good girl and ride me,” he ordered, pulling his cock out through the slit in his boxers before guiding Daisy down onto it. She went willingly, sinking down onto his thick length with a cry of pleasure that echoed through the room.

“Mmmm, yes, ride that cock like you mean it,” Mark encouraged, his own hand palming the front of his shorts. “Give us a show, you filthy whore.”

Daisy shuddered with arousal at the degrading language, her body hypersensitive as she lifted up and slammed herself down again, engulfing Alex’s impressive girth in her tight heat over and over. Her tits bounced wildly with the motion and she cried out, the wet squelch of her pussy taking his cock echoing obscenely.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight,” Alex groaned, his large hands squeezing and spreading her asscheeks as she worked herself on his lap, the lewd display causing his balls to tighten. “Gonna cum hard in this pretty pussy…”

“Yesss, flood my womb,” Daisy keened, angling her hips to take him impossibly deeper. “I want my belly full of cum when we tell your mom! FUCK!”

Her orgasm crashed over her, making her whole body quake and clench around Alex’s throbbing cock. He immediately followed after, spurt after spurt of hot cum shooting deep inside her, painting her walls white. Daisy collapsed against his chest, panting harshly.

“Well,” Mark finally spoke up, stroking himself shamelessly through his shorts. “I’d say that was a very productive session. But perhaps we should explore other techniques in futu-”

Daisy cut him off with a shy smile and a coy look. “Soon, Mr. Kincaid. Your cum belonged in my mouth, don’t you think?”

The wickedly inappropriate treatment sparks a taboo relationship, of which uneasily mix old family notions of security, loyalty, and love with modern selfish desires. Daisy delivers on the promise of more ways to ‘communicate’ proving her patience was a virtue which only grew cans of cum that her new relationship was built on.