Untamed Passion

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It had taken her all afternoon to get ready for the dance. It was the annual Father-Daughter Dance sponsored by the Country Club and some of her dreamiest memories had come from this annual celebration. Annie had no memory of her real father, he had died before she was old enough to get to know him. Mom had married Eric when Annie had been only eight years old, and Annie had become the center of his universe from the start.

Annie had no idea when the feelings she had for Eric changed, it had been gradual, and it had been a surprise, because she really liked and enjoyed her mother. All she knew, was that somewhere along the line her feelings had

changed to pure unadulterated lust. Everything about Eric’s six foot two, one hundred and ninety pound frame made Annie pulse pound. His wavy black hair with the unruly forelock that kept falling into his eyes, the

arrogant way he flipped his head to put it back in place, his icy blue eyes,

the fluid grace of his movement, his full luscious lips…the list of things about Eric Stanton that excited her was endless.

She had made up her mind to actually act on her feelings and this Father-

Daughter dance had been the target date for more than a year. The date had a purpose, it would eliminate the main problem that she could cause Eric by seducing him…her age. Today was her eighteenth birthday, and no one

could put him in jail on statutory rape charges any longer. She giggled. She knew that was only one obstacle, but to her the distinction was important.

The black dress had been an object of serious thought and planning, but she had been insistent, and she had finally found what she wanted online and ordered it. Annie had completed the final fittings and adjustments herself. She looked at her reflection in the full length mirror by her bed. The dress flattered her slender frame, and demurely covered her small but perfectly shaped breasts. Draped vents fell almost to her waist, but the empire waist beneath came up to just below her bare breasts. She lifted the vents experimentally and gazed critically at the breasts she considered too small. As they danced, she would be able to press them against the shirt of Eric’s tux and feel his chest tantalizingly…and when she managed to slip his hand unobtrusively under the vents, no one would be able to tell that his hands had been filled with naked, wanting flesh. She turned slightly and reached her hands to just below the high lace neck and tugged at the folds, opening the front of the dress from top to bottom and exposing her entire body. Her high firm breasts, the washboard of her trim flat belly, her newly shaved and incredibly smooth pubic mound, even the moist plump lips of her pussy would be open to his gaze. The constant tingle that she had felt there all day increased for a moment as she realized how little time there was before she would feel Eric’s hands on her body. Annie knew he was ready, she had spent the summer so far doing everything she could think of to drive him wild.

Annie had carefully studied his schedule, and she had taken advantage of every opportunity when her mother was not around, as well as some risky opportunities when she was. Sometimes she allowed him a look as she

swam naked in the pool. Sometimes she had run in only her panties to the guest bathroom upstairs, one hand nearly but not quite covering her breasts, managing each time to meet Eric in the hallway and giving him a spectacular view of her ass as she ran in pretended embarrassment back to her room. The tiny thong she wore hid nothing.

On one occasion she had managed to have him walk in on her and a handsome friend from school. Erick hadn’t known she watched him

watching her as she finally managed to get Darryl Zane’s monster cock all the way into her throat. Eric’s face was red and his hand was on his cock as she had swallowed the cum from that giant cock, and then toyed erotically with the overflow. She didn’t know if Eric had cum from watching her performance, but she did know that his cock was swollen and hard. Only a glitch in his schedule had caused him to miss a similar session with her best girl friend, and Annie had enjoyed that demonstration anyway.

The finishing touch was the application of Annie’s special scent, a concoction that smelled of fresh honeysuckle. A dab behind her ears, on her neck, deep between her breasts, and lastly, inside each thigh and she was done. She closed the expensive dress from neck to the top of of the high slit that would allow her to expose her thigh nearly to her bald pussy when she wanted and checked the tiny gold anklet that Eric had given her for her birthday. She reached for something on her dresser and used a safety pin to fasten it to the inside of the hem of her dress. The black patent leather heels completed the ensemble and made her calves look incredible. Her cloud of long blonde hair cascaded down over her shoulders and floated around when she walked.

Eric called for her and she walked down the stairs to the living room as if she were a model in a beauty contest. His heart was in his throat as he watched the elegant beauty descend the stairs. He was extremely glad that his wife was in Sarasota on business tonight, she wouldn’t ever know what a raging erection her daughter had aroused on her stepfather’s elegantly tuxedo draped body.

The circular drive was lined with antique street lights as they walked arm in arm up the crushed gravel drive. The smell of honeysuckle, night blooming jasmine, lavender, and the magnolia blossoms was heady and the manicured grounds were enchanting in the moonlight. It was all she had dreamed of.

They were met at the door by tuxedoed attendants and their names were checked off against the list. One attendant handed Eric the matching corsage and boutonniere and they stepped inside to put them on before having their pictures taken.

Annie laughingly put the boutonniere in the lapel of Eric’s tux, and she turned expectantly for Eric to fasten the corsage to one of the vents of her dress. Eric’s hand disappeared under the vent and froze as she pressed her bare breast into his hand. His audible gasp caused her to titter. “Did you stick the pin in your hand Daddy?” she asked as several observers laughed with her. Eric tried to move his hand to one side and she followed it, dampness building between her thighs.

He managed to fasten the corsage and draw back his hand as if he had been bitten by a snake. “I think it needs to be a little more to the right Daddy.” She turned to one of her friends from school, who was standing nearby with her own father. “What do you think Cindy? A little more to the right?”

Cindy agreed.

Eric looked deep into Annie’s eyes. “Please Daddy?” she whispered. There was no hint of coyness and no embarrassment in her eyes as he reached beneath the vent again, and this time his hand closed deliberately on her firm breast. Her nipple rose against his palm and Annie leaned into his hand. “That’s exactly what I wanted Daddy,” she whispered, and leaned forward to give him a lingering kiss on the cheek. The back of her hand brushed across the tip of his erection and it jumped inside his trousers.

The very first dance was a slow sweet song that allowed them to dance close together. Cheek to cheek, Eric whispered into her ear. “What was that about?” Eric whispered. Annie reached down for his hands and guided both hands beneath the vents, feeling her nipples harden against his palms. No one seemed to notice. “It’s our night,” she breathed, “and don’t tell me I’m not old enough, I’m eighteen today.”

“I wasn’t thinking of your age darling,” I was thinking this is still illegal in this state, and what would your mother think?”

“Just remember Daddy, that in order to prosecute incest in the State of

Alabama you must have a third party witness to actual penetration,” Annie said smugly, “so you have to be careful when you fuck me.

As far as Mom goes, I don’t want to hurt her…and what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” Annie’s hand curled around the shaft of his hard cock through his pants. “And don’t pretend you don’t want me, because your

cock says you’d be lying.”

“You’ve got it all figured out don’t you?” he murmered into her ear.

Annie sighed and pressed her breasts harder into his hands. “Yes I have Daddy.”

The dance was a long one, after which the Daddy’s and Daughters pulled

apart and applauded politely. Moments later, another slow sweet song was being played. Some of the girls towed their fathers to the dining tables…it was a private club and the management had turned a blind eye to the age factor and there was a magnum of champagne on ice at each table.

Annie pressed her father back into the dim recesses of the dance floor. She didn’t have to tug his hands this time, they went underneath the vents and directly to her yearning breasts. “You’re a quick learner Daddy,” she said, reclaiming his cock.

“I’m just a surprised learner,” Eric said softly, “this is not at all what I expected.” Annie’s hand found his zipper and she was soon stroking his bare cock inside his trousers. “Or that either,” he gasped.

Annie bent her head forward and kissed him quickly so no one would see her, and then turned and led him to a dimly lit curtained alcove by holding his cock. The moment the curtain closed behind them she took her hand from his cock and reached for the top of her dress. She opened it from top to bottom and pulled it apart so that Eric could see her whole body. “If feeling my tits surprised you,” she whispered, “this is going to shock you.” Annie dropped to her knees and slowly, lovingly, took his erection into her mouth.

Eric gasped, and then managed to say, “This is not the first time I’ve seen you with a cock in your mouth.” He was trying to reestablish himself as something of an authority figure in this conversation, but there were more surprises to come.

“I know,” she said, “I arranged that little show for you, it was all about temptation.” She swooped down and swallowed his entire length inside her generous wide mouth. The pleasure was extreme and Eric felt the shock down into his toes as he felt her lips close around the base of his cock. Her throat was milking him crazily in a way no other woman ever had, and

Annie had coaxed him into an orgasm before he knew it.

Unlike the amateur she truly was, Annie pulled back until the flat of her tongue was lapping at the bottom of his cock just beneath his glans. Every drop of Eric’s cum scalded the top of her tongue and she savored the taste of the thick salty fluid. No shrinking violet, Annie rolled the thick viscous fluid around her mouth before swallowing it.

Eric stood open mouthed, staring at the sultry vixen who had replaced his stepdaughter (there was no other possible explanation.) Annie rose, holding both his hands. “How many people do you think will be around the cabanas?” she asked him rhetorically…she already knew the answer.

“Probably none,” he answered her frankly, “but I wasn’t expecting to use it so I didn’t bring the key.” Annie pushed her hair back so Eric would have a better view of her nudity, and then reached inside her dress for the safety pin. When her hand came back into view, it held the key to Eric’s cabana.

It was a year round rental, and Annie and her Mom both had keys. It was almost a cottage, though it was only one large. There was a closet, a shower, a refrigerator, and a small double bed for resting before dinner after several hard sets of tennis or golf.

The cabana area was empty, and Annie led the way. She unlocked the door and stepped inside. After checking all the curtains, she turned on the lights inside the luxurious cabana. She turned on the CD player and the strains of one of the most seductive songs she had ever heard came out of the speakers.

The Janet Joplin style voice was singing “Black Velvet” and Annie felt the music penetrate her body. She pushed Eric back onto the bed and she began to move to the music. Annie locked eyes with Eric as she danced for him.

This night had been long in the planning and she was going to milk every ounce of pleasure from it that she could.

It was better than a striptease at a club…Annie wanted him to catch every nuance of her performance. She had rehearsed every move a hundred times in front of her mirror at home. When she was totally nude, she sank to her knees before him, lewdly spreading her thighs and working her finger into her pussy, wildly excited as she incited the open lust in Eric’s face she had intended. When the music ended, she pulled her wet fingers from her pussy and slipped them into her mouth. She was temptation incarnate.

Eric stood and ripped his tux off carelessly as Annie watched with mounting excitement. When he was naked, his cock jutted out from his loins, rigid with need. He lifted her easily to the bed and she spread her legs as wide as she could, the hard muscles of her flat belly rippling in the bright light. Her face lit with wanton light as Eric threw himself on top of her, wasting no time exploring her body and thrusting deeply into her hot wetness.

Annie raised her knees and clutched at his muscular torso and feverishly writhed beneath him as Eric pounded into her. It was exactly as she had dreamed it would be. She had tantalized and tempted her suave stepfather

to the point where he no longer controlled himself, she had driven him wild with desire. Annie abandoned herself to the fierce lust she had engendered in him. She was cumming continuously as he slammed roughly into her.

Annie’s face was crushed to his chest, and her ankles were locked at the small of his back. His penis was pushed hard against the dome of her

cervix and he was spraying hot sperm helplessly as she screamed against the smooth skin of his chest. As his welcome weight collapsed on her and she joyously accepted it, her face blossomed with a wicked and wanton self-satisfied smile. It seemed she had mastered the art of Sweet Temptation…