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Taylor and Maggie, two young women in their mid-twenties, had been dating for several months. Their relationship had blossomed into something special, and Taylor had never felt this way before. She felt a deep connection with Maggie that went beyond just physical attraction. She could see a future with her, but she knew it was too soon to consider marriage.
On this particular day, they were out on a date, holding hands and walking through the bustling mall. They strolled past the stores, admiring the window displays and chatting about their day. The air was filled with the sweet scent of freshly baked pastries from the bakery nearby, and the sound of cheerful chatter from the other shoppers around them. Taylor felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over her as she looked at Maggie, feeling grateful for this moment together.
They passed by bustling stores and stalls, absentmindedly skimming through the displays.
Maggie wanted to buy some new outfits. They had just finished shopping and were wandering around aimlessly. Taylor noticed her blonde girlfriend was lagging, so she turned to face her.
"Something wrong? Babe." Maggie snapped her attention to Taylor like she was brought out of a deep thought. "You've been pretty quiet. Is something on that pretty mind of yours?" Taylor lifted Maggie's chin, smiling as she used her signature charm.
"Yeah. A little bit." Maggie said meekly. They found a nearby bench to sit on. Taylor knew Maggie well enough to know when something was seriously bothering her. She hoped it wouldn't be too bad.
They sat down as Taylor took Maggie's hands and held them. Taylor traced Maggie's knuckles with her thumb. She patiently waited for Maggie to feel comfortable and tell her what was on her mind.
After several minutes of hesitation, Maggie finally spoke up.
"I haven't been completely honest with you, baby." Taylor felt a growing fear rise in her heart. Had she messed up? Was Maggie not as committed to the relationship as she had thought? All of these thoughts raced through her mind. If it came down to it, it would just add to the vicious cycle she seemed to get herself into with women.
"You ever wonder why I never let you come to my apartment?" At this, Taylor's curiosity peaked. Whenever she asked Maggie if she could come over, Maggie always seemed to have an excuse on hand. She would say it was too dirty or she was busy. Taylor didn't think much of it. Maggie had just moved into her apartment not too long ago. But she couldn't help but feel a little doubt in some of Maggie's excuses.
"I-I have a daughter." Maggie looked up to gauge Taylor's reaction, fearful that she'd upset Taylor with the news.
"I know I should've told you when we started dating, but I wasn't sure if you'd be upset I-" Taylor silenced her with a finger.
"Shh." Taylor only smiled and chastely pecked Maggie's soft red lips. "Hey. Calm down. I'm not upset, a little surprised, but that's all. I'm so proud you worked up the courage to tell me." Hearing those words put Maggie at ease. It felt like a weight was lifted off her shoulders.
After Taylor apologized for not telling Maggie something sooner, they kissed and embraced.
"You think I could meet her?" Taylor asked as they stood.
Maggie took a moment to consider it but eventually agreed. She knew she would have to introduce Taylor to Rylee sooner or later, but she felt a bit apprehensive. Rylee had a history of not getting along with Maggie's previous partners, but to be fair, they weren't very good anyway. Maggie hoped that Taylor would be different.
After a short drive, they arrived at a brick apartment complex. Taylor felt a little nervous about meeting Rylee. On the way there, Maggie mentioned that Rylee might need time to warm up to her. Taylor could envision a future with Maggie, and she hoped that she could establish a good relationship with Rylee.
They ascended the stairs towards Maggie's door and stopped just outside. Maggie turned to Taylor and said, "There's one more thing. She might say some hurtful things, but please try to understand. The poor girl has no father figure to look up to. You know how my previous relationships ended." She cautioned. Taylor smiled in understanding and nodded. Maggie inserted the key, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open. They walked into the main area where moving boxes were scattered across the floor.
As they turned the corner, they heard the sound of soft-padded footsteps, and a young girl emerged. She looked strikingly similar to Maggie, with shoulder-length wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. The girl was dressed in a purple sweater and light blue skirt, and she smiled as she approached Maggie. Maggie leaned down slightly, and the girl, whom Taylor presumed to be Rylee, exchanged a few words with her. Then Rylee turned to face Taylor, and her blue eyes scanned her up and down like she was inspecting her. This made Taylor feel a little self-conscious.
"Well, I guess I better introduce you two. Rylee, this is Taylor. My girlfriend." Taylor stepped forward and put on the best smile she could. She extended her hand.
"Hello, It's nice to meet you, Rylee." Rylee stared at the extended hand before smiling and accepting it.
"Hi. My mom talks about you a lot. It's nice to finally meet you." From what Maggie had told her, Rylee sounded pretty cordial. Maggie was beaming off to the side. This was the first time Rylee was amiable with someone she brought home.
"It looks like you two are off to a good start. I'll get dinner ready. Why don't you two go sit at the table? Please excuse the mess."
"Sure thing, babe," Taylor said as Maggie hurried to the kitchen and pulled out pots and pans setting them on the stove. Meanwhile, Rylee and Taylor sat at the small round table near the balcony. As soon as they sat down, Rylee eyed her with a look Taylor couldn't quite decipher. It wasn't a look of disdain; it seemed more like inquiry.
"How long have you and my mom been dating?" Rylee asked Taylor, her tone resembling an interrogation. Despite the unnerving tone, Taylor answered truthfully.
"6 months."
"Wow. That's a first." Rylee stated. "I expected her to move on after only 3 once she mentioned you."
"I'm happy to exceed your expectations. Your mother is an amazing woman," Maggie blew her a kiss from the kitchen.
"According to what she's told me, you seem to be a good match for my mom. It's been a while since I've seen her happy with someone."
"Do you mind if I ask you some questions myself?" Taylor asked.
"Ask away," Rylee responded and leaned back slightly in her chair.
"How old are you, Rylee?"
"I'm 14." If Taylor didn't know any better, she would've guessed Rylee to be a little older than that. She was very well-spoken.
"Do you play any sports at school?"
"Volleyball. We're practicing for our game against another school."
"Heh, I used to play volleyball in high school when I was your age." Taylor saw an opportunity to make a connection.
"Really? Think you could teach me any tricks?"
"Maybe one day we could go practice someplace, like the beach, and show you a few secrets. I was the team captain, after all."
Maggie was happy to overhear their conversation. It seemed that things were going well, which gave her hope for her relationship with Taylor. She was pleased to see Rylee finally getting along with someone. After finishing cooking their dinner, Maggie picked up the plates and carried them to the table.
"I'm happy to see you two getting along," Maggie commented as she set the plates down. Maggie sat next to Taylor as they continued to get to know each other. Taylor felt something brush against her leg while she was eating. Taylor figured it to be an accident and thought nothing of it. She felt it again while she was talking to Maggie. It felt like a foot. She looked over to Rylee but was busy scrolling through her phone.
Taylor returned to her conversation with Maggie and didn't feel it again for the rest of dinner. Maggie gathered all their plates and went to wash them. For a third time, she felt Rylee's foot brushing against her leg. She looked underneath the table to see Rylee rubbing her big toe on the inseam of her pants.
She looked over at Rylee. The young teen was smiling at her with a scary glint in her eye. She acted as if nothing was happening.
Rylee's foot went higher on Taylor's inner thigh; she should have pushed it away to let her know that what she was doing was inappropriate, but she didn't. She let Rylee's foot linger where it was. Her legs were quite long enough to touch her most delicate part. She scooted her chair in closer and placed her foot to where it sitting directly on top of her crotch. Taylor shook her head frantically. Maggie was just a few feet away. Rylee didn't seem to be worried. She seemed to be amused. Even if Maggie were to turn around, she wouldn't see much from her angle.
Rylee lifted a second foot to join. Together her teen toes wiggled against the unmistakable silhouette of a dick. Rylee bit on her lower lip in a sultry manner, finding amusement in Taylor's conflicted face. The poor woman looked as if she was torn between removing her feet or letting it rest there and massage her growing bulge. Rylee removed her feet from Taylor's crotch. She giggled as she saw Taylor's hips chase after them. Taylor released a quiet whimper from the teasing.
Rylee took pity and placed her soft feet on Taylor's crotch. She used her toes to massage the little monster hiding between the older woman's legs. Taylor felt like her heart was going to burst out of her chest. There was a sick thrill of having Rylee's pretty teen feet rubbing against her cock while her girlfriend was in earshot of them. Taylor was painfully hard now, and just, when she felt a little stimulation from Rylee's toes, she would take them away and leave Taylor pouting for more.
All the while, Rylee had the most evil yet innocent look on her face as she did this.
"You alright?" Taylor was startled by Maggie's voice. Taylor looked at her before processing the question.
"Yeah. I'm fine. I must've zoned out." Taylor laughed, passing it off. Maggie didn't question any further and suggested they all go to bed. Especially Rylee since she had school tomorrow.
Later that evening, Taylor was lying in bed with Maggie in her arms. Maggie was typing out an email on her phone. Taylor replayed the feeling of having Rylee's feet rubbing her cock. It felt so wrong, so taboo, but so good. She wondered if Rylee would've gone further if Maggie hadn't interrupted. Who was she kidding? Taylor mentally slapped herself. She was with Maggie. Maggie was her girlfriend, and Rylee was Maggie's daughter and a child to add salt to the wound.
"All done." Maggie's voice brought Taylor out of her thoughts. The blonde placed her phone on the nightstand and rolled over to Taylor. They were face-to-face.
"Thank you," Maggie said.
"For what?"
"For getting along with Rylee. She's never done that before. I was so happy to see you and her click. I think it's a great sign." Taylor could see and feel the happiness radiating off of Maggie. She leaned forward and placed a kiss on Taylor's lips. Taylor returned the gesture, followed by Maggie, until they ended up exchanging many intimate kisses with each other.
What started as something sweet and innocent devolved into insatiable want and need. Taylor took the reigns into her hands and rolled on top of Maggie. She kept her lips sealed as she wrapped her hand around Maggie's throat and turned her head to open the side of her neck. She attacked the soft target with hungry kisses, nibbling on the skin.
"Oh...fuck baby." Maggie moaned.
Taylor left bite marks all over the woman's neck, staking her claim. She pulled back and held Maggie's face in her hands. She dove down to capture those plump lips with her own. Sucking in every moan from her lovely girlfriend. In their position, Taylor ground her hips into Rylee's. Her erect cock rubbed against Maggie's covered cunt.
Maggie cried. She trapped Taylor by locking her ankles and pulling her down onto her. Their breasts mushed together like two mountains colliding.
Just then, Taylor heard her phone buzz. She looked over to see her screen light up. She tried to reach for it, but Maggie wasn't having it.
"Leave it, baby. I need you right now." Maggie whined.
"But it could be important, honey." Taylor protested though it was more for show.
"More important than me?" Maggie cried. "More important than fucking this pussy?" Maggie had a way with words that made Taylor weak for her.
"When you put it like that, how could I ever say no?" With the help of Maggie, Taylor pulled down her grey sweatpants and eventually got Rylee's. Their lower halves were bare and touching. Taylor could feel how wet Maggie was.
"Damn, baby. You're already wet."
"Only for you." Maggie rocked her hips, enticing Taylor to enter her and give her what she needed.
"Damn right. No one else will fuck you like I can. No one." Taylor lined herself up and thrust her hips forward, pushing past Maggie's puffy lips into the warm depth. Taylor felt like a pressure cooker with all the sexual tension being released from one big sigh. She melted into Maggie and began driving her hips into her girlfriend, her dick reaching in deep. Maggie bit down on her lip to quiet herself, knowing her daughter was just across the hall.
Taylor rammed into Maggie like it was nobody's business. The teasing Rylee gave her left her unsatisfied and wanting release. How dare she leave her high and dry. The little minx dared to start something she wasn't willing to finish. Rylee was on Taylor's mind as she fucked her girlfriend. She drove her hips into Maggie repeatedly until she felt the need to come.
"You're going to pull out. Right?" Maggie managed to gasp out. Taylor grumbled unintelligibly. Taylor wasn't in the right mind to comprehend what was said to her. She could only feel the warm and velvety walls squeezing her and sucking her in each time she thrust her hips. hips.
"Fuck...Coming." Taylor groaned before spilling inside Maggie. Taylor felt all the pent-up tension release in that moment.
"Fuck, baby. Why'd you do that? Do you want to put a ring on me that badly?" Maggie said jokingly.
"Sorry. Got a little carried away." She kissed Maggie apologetically.
Later that night, Maggie had fallen asleep after taking another shower. The same couldn't be said for Taylor. She held her blonde girlfriend in her arms, still wide awake. She looks down at Maggie and sweetly kisses her temple before turning on her back. Then, Taylor remembers how her phone went off when she and Maggie started getting busy.
Taylor turns her phone on and sees a blip from Snapchat.
"Rylee has added you on Snapchat." It read. Below are additional snaps from the said perpetrator. Taylor grew curious and decided to open one of the snaps. Her brows lifted in surprise as she was greeted with the sight of Rylee dressed in a transparent purple nightie. She could see her white bra and panties underneath.
She opened the next one. This time, it showed Rylee with her nightie pulled up to her chest and her fingers inside her panties. It came with a caption.
"Sounds like you and Mom are having a good night ;)"
Taylor opens the next one. Rylee's panties have been discarded. Taylor was looking at the teen's neatly shaved pussy in all its glory. Taylor felt her cock grow hard. The last snap was a video. Taylor turned the volume down and held it up to her ear. She heard the unmistakable wet sound of Rylee's fingers rubbing her folds. She could also hear faint moans coming from the girl.
"I wish it was you that was fucking me, Daddy." Taylor swallowed a lump in her throat and breathed deeply. She rubbed her aching cock and listened to Rylee say the lewdest things as she rubbed her wet pussy. The video was preemptively cut short. Yet again, leaving Taylor high and dry. No more snaps followed. Taylor groaned and went to the bathroom to take care of herself.
The following morning, Taylor was having breakfast with Maggie and Rylee. Maggie was in the kitchen flipping more pancakes to feed her hungry girlfriend. So far, Rylee seemed to be behaving herself. The teen was shoveling spoonfuls of oatmeal into her mouth while scrolling through her phone. They haven't spoken to each other since yesterday. Taylor was half expecting to feel Rylee's foot rubbing up her leg any moment now.
Something inside her wanted Rylee to. She wanted to feel her girlfriend's daughter's feet travel up her leg and onto her cock. Taylor shook those thoughts from her head.
"Hey, baby. Could you do me a favor?" Maggie said from the kitchen.
"Whatever you need." Taylor perked up.
"Could you take Rylee to school today? I need to head in to work early."
Rylee looked up from her phone. She looked at Taylor expectantly.
"Sure," Taylor said. She saw Rylee's lips curl into a smile. Taylor was nervous about what was to come.
Taylor found it difficult to keep her eyes on the road. Rylee wore the shortest plaid skirt she'd ever seen. It was surprising Maggie would let her wear such a thing to school. Taylor took the opportunity to steal glances at Rylee's smooth legs at every red light. She was lucky Rylee was too busy on her phone; otherwise, she would've caught Taylor red-handed. It was embarrassing to admit, but Rylee had her on edge. Just yesterday, she was rubbing her feet on her cock and sending her dirty snaps while she and Maggie were having sex, and now she was acting as if it never happened.
Taylor pulled into the school parking lot, where other parents dropped off their kids. Rylee unbuckled her seatbelt. Taylor was about to say her goodbyes. Before she could, Rylee leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
"Thanks for the ride, Daddy," Rylee smirked at Taylor's expression. Then she got out and joined the sea of students walking into the school. Taylor was baffled. She can't believe that just happened. When Rylee called her daddy, it did something to her.
Taylor was reminded of where she was when an angry parent honked their horn at her. She made her way out of there and returned home.
Over the next few weeks, Taylor was subjected to Rylee's insistent teasing. Rylee sent her lewd snaps in and out of school, usually of her rubbing her pussy and moaning the word daddy. Taylor loved hearing that word come out of the teen's mouth. Taylor took to stalking Rylee's Instagram, scrolling through various pictures of her dressed in short skirts or bikinis.
Rylee caught wind and even started sending Taylor exclusive photos. Taylor spent many nights in her bed stroking her dick to them. She became a frequent visitor to Maggie's apartment, so much so. She practically lived there. Rylee was ruthless in her teasing, but it was just that. Nothing ever went past that. That would all change on one particular night.
Maggie invited Taylor to a movie night with her and Rylee. Taylor was happy to accept. It had been some time since they'd got to do something together, with both of them being busy with work and all.
The three of them huddled on the couch with a large blanket draped over them. They shared a large bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. Taylor was in the middle, Maggie to her right, and Rylee to her left. Underneath, their knees were touching. Everything looked innocent and normal enough from the outside. However, unbeknownst to Maggie, her daughter had Taylor by the balls, Literally.
Rylee was up to her usual shenanigans. Taylor wasn't super interested in the movie. She was much more focused on Rylee's hand rubbing her cock. Maggie was leaning on Taylor's shoulder, trying futilely to stave off sleep. Knowing that emboldened Rylee. Her hand ventured beneath Taylor's waistband and grasped Taylor's hard cock.
"Just what are you doing?" Taylor said in a hushed voice. Maggie was snoring lightly on her shoulder.
"You've been wanting this for weeks, Daddy," Rylee said. "We both have. Why wait? You can have me right now." Finally, Taylor felt Rylee's hand slip under her underwear; she felt those soft fingers wrap around her bulging cock. She thought it was a fever dream, but it was all real.
Tylor lifted her hips and pulled down her pants to her thighs. Rylee felt daunted by Taylor's cock. It was bigger than she had anticipated. Her usual air of control was faltering, and Taylor could see it. Rylee always had the lead over her. Always the one to initiate things.
Taylor took this opportunity to gain some semblance of control. "Move your hand up and down." She commanded. Rylee obeyed both out of necessity and curiosity. Amazingly, Maggie was still sound asleep on her shoulder, snoring cutely. Taylor's breathing became uneven as Rylee's curious hands stroked her cock, slowly, feeling out every vein and getting familiar with its warmth.
As much as she was enjoying this, it wouldn't hurt to see. Careful not to wake Maggie, Taylor peeled the blanket enough to where she could see Rylee's comparatively small hand pumping her cock. It was a sight to wonder. She'd never thought she would get to feel the teen's hand on her cock. Once Rylee was over her initial awe of the older woman's cock, she returned to her usual state of sluttiness. he
"It's so big, daddy," she commented.
"It's all for you, baby. This was how hard you got me." Taylor recalls the many exclusive photos and videos sent to her by Rylee. Her cock would get hard at the mere notifications she got when Rylee sent her a new snap. "This is what you do to me." Taylor thrusts her hips into Rylee's hand. Taylor grew more restless by the minute she was done with the games. It was her turn.
She grabbed Rylee's idle hand and guided it onto her cock. At some point, Rylee climbed onto Taylor's lap. Pre-cum dribbled out steadily from the tip coating her cock. Rylee could feel the heat rising in Taylor's cock as she thrusts her cock into her hands. She held Rylee by the waist, keeping her still and with possessive intent.
Rylee looked into Taylor's eyes, seeing how clouded she'd become with want and need. She'd teased Taylor enough, she thought. Rylee leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Taylor's equally soft lips. She squeaked when she felt a sudden surge in Taylor. The older woman's hand suddenly flew up and grasped the back of her head, pulling her in and keeping her still. Taylor utterly dominated Rylee's thin lips. She could feel the weight of frustration being poured into the kiss. Taylor licked her bottom lip, and Rylee opened her mouth to allow the older woman to stick her tongue in it.
Rylee moaned; she loved feeling Taylor's rough hands on her. Getting Taylor worked up for the past few weeks was paying off. For once, Rylee wasn't the one in control. Taylor tugged on Rylee's blonde hair, exposing her neck, an easy target for Taylor to attack with her teeth and her tongue.
"Oh, daddy."
"You like calling me daddy, huh?"
"Only because I know you like it." It was true. Taylor couldn't deny she loved hearing Rylee call her that.
Taylor and Rylee felt their hearts drop when Maggie groaned, her eyes fluttered open. Taylor quickly pulled the blanket to cover them while Rylee hid her face in Taylor's neck. Maggie tiredly looked up to Taylor. She smiled warmly at her and then to the back of Rylee's head.
"Aww, it's so nice to see you two get along." Maggie happily remarked, blissfully unaware of their sinful acts beforehand. Taylor just smiled and nodded. Rylee slowly ground her covered pussy on Taylor's cock. The older woman gave a warning squeeze to Rylee's butt.
"How about you get to bed? I'll clean up here and take Rylee to bed." Taylor suggested.
Maggie agreed and kissed her girlfriend's cheek and Rylee's head before leaving. Once they heard the door close, Rylee uncovered her face and smiled mischievously at Taylor.
"We almost got caught."
"But we didn't." Rylee retorted.
Taylor responded by bringing her in for a kiss. Rylee resumed grinding her hips against Taylor as they both moaned. Rylee was very good at kissing for her age, almost as good as Maggie. Taylor ended up on her back while Rylee mounted her; their lips never separated. Taylor was painfully hard now. She grew tired of waiting for Rylee to make the first move.
Rylee yelped as Taylor tore her skirt off. Taylor helped herself to one of Rylee's plush ass cheeks. She liked this side of the older woman.
"You're getting impatient, daddy." She teased.
"You've been blue balling me for weeks." Taylor's fingers glided through Rylee's wet and soft pussy lips. She shivered, imagining what it would feel like to be in it. Luckily, she wouldn't have to imagine much longer. Rylee let out a breathy moan as Taylor's finger slipped inside her. She needed this just as much as Taylor.
Rylee lay her head on Taylor's pillowy breasts, enjoying the feeling of Taylor's finger moving in her. It wouldn't be enough for the teen. She begged for more, and Taylor gave it to her. The older woman had three of her fingers buried deep in her girlfriend's slutty daughter. Her cock throbbed from how Rylee was squeezing her fingers; they covered them in her pleasure. She slipped them out, much to Rylee's displeasure.
Taylor held them up to the girl's mouth, and she accepted them eagerly. Rylee made it a point to put on a little show for Taylor. Sucking on each digit and swirling around them with her tongue. Rylee looked into the older woman's eyes with a feigned innocence.
"I've been wanting you for so long, Daddy," Rylee spoke. Her soft voice, coupled with her shallow eyes, made her dick twitch.
"I want you to take me to my bed and fuck me. I know you want to." Rylee ground her bare pussy against Taylor's cock, her slick leaving residue on it.
"I'll do more than that," Taylor grumbled. She stood up with Rylee wrapped around her like a koala cub. The blanket fell to the ground as Taylor carried Rylee to her bedroom. She pushed the door open with her foot as their lips connected. They didn't even separate when Taylor fell against a lush, purple bed.
"I'll fucking breed you," Taylor finally said after breaking the kiss. Rylee liked the sound of that, evident by how her pussy clenched on air after Taylor told her what she planned to do to her. Taylor and Rylee shed their tops so they were fully naked. None of Rylee's pictures did her justice; she looked so much better in person.
Taylor lay on her back while Rylee sat on top. Her greedy hands reach up to take Rylee's perky teen breasts into her hands.
"You're tits are so cute." Taylor played with the teen's nipples using her thumb while using her other fingers to knead the malleable flesh.
"I can't wait anymore, Daddy. I really need your cock in me," Rylee whined. Taylor pinched her nipples hard, causing her to moan.
"Look who's the impatient one now," Taylor grinned. Rylee pouted too cutely. Taylor couldn't hold back anymore either. She guided the tip of her cock to Rylee's wet pussy. Rylee had second thoughts when the tip pushed against her. She questioned whether she could take it. Her questions were answered as Taylor guided Rylee onto her cock. She clenched her teeth and whined as the thick cock spread her open.
"Ow, Daddy. Daddy, it's so big...fuck!" Rylee's knuckles turned white due to how hard she was gripping her sheets. She thought she would be trained enough after practicing with some of her mom's toys. They paled in comparison to Taylor.
Taylor was shaking out of her skin. Rylee was so tight around her she couldn't go deeper past the tip. She needed the girl to relax if she wanted hope of going deeper.
"Here, baby." Taylor placed Rlyee's hand on her boobs. "Play with them." Rylee did as she was told, squeezing the pair of mounds like a stress ball.
"Yes," Taylor moaned. "Keep doing that, baby. Relax." Taylor lightly patted the girl's butt and massaged small circles on her hips. Little by little, Rylee successfully took all of Taylor's cock.
"I feel so full..." Rylee groaned.
Taylor encouraged her to start bouncing on her cock. She collected spit from her mouth and used it as makeshift lube to make it easier on Rylee. Soon, Rylee created a steady rhythm, rolling her hips in a way that worked for them.
Taylor become lost in the sound of their skin slapping and the girl's wet folds sliding on her cock. She thrusts her hips in time with her breathy moans. Her pussy fluttered each time Taylor hit her cervix. Rylee tired quickly and fell on top of Taylor, burying her face in between the older woman's breasts. Her body was left to the whims of Taylor, but she wouldn't have it any other way.
Taylor put Rylee onto her side so she could spoon the girl from behind. She slipped her cock back inside after a brief separation and slowly thrusts her hips in. The young blonde looked back, seeing Taylor's big cock pounding into her. She increased the force of her thrusts, coaxing girly high-pitched moans from her. Talyor could only describe the feeling of being inside Rylee as heaven.
She enjoyed hearing the little whine when she reached between Rylee's shaven lips and rubbed her clit. It felt so good seeing the girl who had been teasing her finally under her thumb.
"My god. You feel so good, baby." she mindlessly muttered.
She couldn't get enough of Rylee; she was already fucking her but couldn't wait for an opportunity to do it again.
Rylee came with a squeal, and Taylor had to cover with her hand. Her lips clenched down hard onto Taylor's cock, causing her to slow.
"Fuck, baby. Gonna come. Mmm"
Taylor groaned deeply as her cum filled Rylee's teenage cunt to the brim. Rylee couldn't hold back a moan, feeling the warm fluid flow inside her. Taylor kept herself inside Rylee until she was done coming. She slipped out and watched it flow from the gaping hole. She bit her bottom lip at the heavenly site. Rylee looked good filled with her cum.
"Holy shit, baby." Rylee leaned up to kiss her. Taylor reluctantly stepped off the bed. She needed to return to Maggie. Before she did, she went to the bathroom and returned with a wet wipe, a pill, and a cup of water.
"Here, take this." She hands the pill and water to Rylee. She used the wipe to clean herself and Rylee's leaking cunt.
"That was fun, Daddy." She spoke after swallowing the pill.
"It was. Next time I think I'll teach you to deepthroat my cock."
Next time, it made Rylee smile, knowing this wouldn't be a one-time thing.
"I'd love to suck your cock, Daddy. I promise to practice for you."
Taylor smiled like a proud parent. "Good girl, until next time. Good night, baby." She gave Rylee one last kiss before heading to Maggie's room. Her girlfriend was slumped like a log. She climbed silently onto the bed and cuddled up to her. Thoughts of guilt soon washed over Taylor as she held her girlfriend.
"I'm so fucked for this." She thought to herself. It was stupid of her. Maggie didn't deserve her. At the same time, she was looking forward to spending more nights with Rylee. As long as she doesn't know it won't hurt her.
The End.