“Way to go, dad!” exclaimed Cory.
I forced myself to stop. I wanted to explain myself to Cory, but Jessie was having none of it. I opened my mouth to speak, and it was suddenly filled with Jessie’s tongue. After a moment of making out in front of Cory, Jessie stopped and looked at him. “You shut up,” she then looked at me, “You come with me.” She pulled me into my bedroom without further ado.
Jessie was not gentle; as soon as the door closed, she spun us around and shoved me onto the bed. She was built like Christy. A very tight, athletic body, but maybe an inch taller and smaller boobs than Christy. Still close enough that they often shared clothing. But she was fit and strong, and no one was going to manhandle her if she didn’t want them to.
I was still reluctant to let this happen. I had watched this young woman grow up next to my daughter. She probably had spent as much time at our house growing up as she did her own. Even teasingly calling me daddy whenever she and Christy wanted something. The only problem was, I didn’t seem to have the willpower to stop it.
The question was answered for me before I had time to think. Jessie hopped from the floor to the bed and planted a passionate, wet, tongue-filled kiss on me. Her hand slid between our bodies and slid my now throbbing cock into her very wet, very hot, and very tight pussy. We both cried out at the same time, “Oh my GODDDD!” as my cock bottomed out.
Jessie had a look of pure ecstasy on her beautiful young face. It was a look any man dreamed of seeing on their lover’s face. With that one look, all my reluctance faded. I realized this woman wanted me, and I was damn sure going to give her my best.
As she pleasured herself on my cock, her breasts bounced and jiggled. Her tits weren’t as large as Christy’s or my ex-wife’s, but they were perky and topped with large nipples that stuck out an inch. I reached up and grabbed both nipples and rolled them between my thumb and forefinger. Jessie moaned loudly, then looked down at me with a huge smile. I was putty in her hand now, and she knew it.
We had only been at it for maybe a couple of minutes, and I was already close. “Jessie, honey, I’m sorry, but I’m really close.”
“It’s okay, lover, try and hold on another minute; I’m almost there too,” she responded.
It was everything I could do to hold on, and it didn’t help when she even started pumping faster. I lasted about thirty more seconds before I felt her tight pussy get even tighter as she began to orgasm. I immediately followed and tried to pull out, but she sensed it and cried out, “NOO!” and sank me in as far as it could go. I let loose with a torrent of my seed directly into her womb. I spasmed five or six jets into her. I can’t remember the last time I came that much or that hard. I may have been reluctant, but my body had no reluctance at all to breed this beautiful young woman.
Jessie laid panting on my chest as my cock quickly deflated and slipped from her warm embrace. Her breathing and mine slowly returned to normal after a couple of minutes of basking in the glow.
Jessie finally spoke, “Oh… My… God, Jeff… that was so much better than I dreamed it would be.”
“Jessie, I’m sorry, I…,” I started to say before Jessie cut me off.
“SORRY!” Jessie exclaimed, “Jeff, honey, you’ve got nothing to be sorry for. I know it was short… for both of us, but It was so intense, I came just as fast as you did. And I never cum that fast.” Jessie pressed her lips to mine to push her point. She broke the kiss, pressed her forehead against mine as she looked deep into my eyes. “Never, ever, be sorry when you’ve given a woman an orgasm.”
Jessie kissed the tip of my nose and then rolled off of me to the floor. She held out her hand, “Come on, lover, let’s go get a shower.”
I grabbed her hand, and she pulled me to my feet. We walked into the master bath when she told me to wait a minute and went out into the hall. I heard her go into Christy’s room. I figured she needed her stuff. But then I heard Jessie and Christy talking, and then Christy yelled, “I AM NOT EATING MY DAD’s CUM OUT OF YOUR PUSSY, YOU SLUT! Now Go Shower.”
Jessie reentered the hall and yelled back, “Spoilsport!”
Jessie came back to where I was standing and pushed me into the bathroom.
“Did you really just ask Christy to eat my cum out of you?” I asked.
“Oh, you heard that. Yeah, I figured since she liked eating Ron’s cream pie out of me, she might like yours too,” she said with a wicked smile on her face.
“That dear girl is more information than I wanted to know about my daughter.”
Jessie just giggled, threw her arms around me, and kissed me hard on the lips. “Come on, hon, let’s get our shower.”
Jessie and I tenderly washed each other. It was the first time I had ever showered or bathed with a woman. My Ex-wife had always had a quirk about the bathroom; she never let me watch her so much as wash her face. My Ex didn’t have a problem changing or being naked in front of me; it was just her bathroom habits that were off-limits.
As I watched the hot water cascade over Jessie’s lean naked body, it finally dawned on me that this wasn’t the child I had watched grow up from a toddler. Jessie was now a beautiful woman that was so far out of my league; my world could explode, but she wouldn’t hear about it for three days. I just stood there in stunned silence.
My reverie was broken by her sweet voice. “Babe, you with me? Wash my back.”
“Oh, sorry, Jess, I was lost in thought,” I replied.
Jessie just smiled as I took the soap from her. I began washing her shoulders and down her back. Her skin felt so soft and supple under my touch. She has a flawless complexion. She didn’t have so much as a pimple or even a shave bump anywhere. I washed all the way down to her ankles, probably taking a lot more time than I needed.
Jessie turned to face me as I kneeled in front of her. “You know, I don’t think I got my front good enough; help a girl out?” she asked.
I know I must have been grinning like a fool as I just shook my head yes. Jessie smiled and lifted her foot, and slid it along my throbbing cock.
“This looks really dirty; once you finish with me, I’ll have to give it my extra special cleaning services,” She said.
I began washing her feet and up her legs; again, her skin was flawless. I couldn’t detect even a hint of stubble; her skin was baby smooth. Her vagina looked perfect, thick outer lips devoid of a single hair, and her dark inner lips pushed through just a bit. She let out a slight gasp as I ran my soapy fingers over her smooth mound.
Jessie had a six-pack, a perfectly flat stomach from years of gymnastics and cheerleading, just like my daughter. Her breasts were probably B-cups, not too small and not too large. They were topped with large nipples and dark pink areolas and looked perfectly symmetrical. She moaned lightly as I ran my hands over and squeezed both of her breasts.
She had her eyes closed with a dreamy look on her face as I finished. I couldn’t help myself but lean down and gently kiss her. When I broke the kiss, Jessie still had a dreamy look and now a wide smile. She opened her eyes and looked deep into mine.