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Claire’s friend Ana, 18My step-daughter Claire has been friends with Ana for ages. They are both eighteen, but Ana is a year behind Claire academically, so though Claire has gone off to her freshman year of college, Ana is a senior in high school. Pixie-ish and stout at 4’11”, she’s a handful, short black hair with straight bangs, a black leather motorcycle jacket and calf-height black leather doc marten boots, pale skin with liquid-quick ink-black eyes, a small mouth with poutly little lips, the physical opposite of Claire. Every time Claire comes home, she and Ana spend hours around the house, watching movies, swimming in the pool, sneaking beer out of the fridge, talking about boys, sneaking a little dope beside the house where they think I won’t notice, being girls. Consequently, I have gotten to know Ana and her parents pretty well over the years. There have been a lot of sleep overs, some nights when she’s shown up drunk and needed a place to crash, this year less so as Claire has been gone and Ana has been with her boyfriend. She had been over a few times the last couple of weeks with Claire home from college, complaining about her boyfriend, hanging out with me in the kitchen hunting for snacks, hoping I would sneak her a beer. It was odd, but not entirely unexpected when she showed up on my doorstep this afternoon even though we both knew that she knew that Claire had been gone back to college for over a week.”Ana, what’s up? How’s it goin’?” “Awful!” Ana pouted, “Can I come in?” “Sure,” I stammered and stepped aside to let her in. Ana headed straight for the dining table and sat down with her round little face in her hands. As I walked in, I could see that her short little black and white plaid skirt was too short to cover her seated butt. Her pale white thighs exposed from the hip down to her knees, her calves hidden in her boots. Her jacket was off and the top she was wearning was just the front and back of a black t-shirt, tied together at the shoulders and waist so that her little boobs were only covered by her black bra, her whole side was exposed and the shirt hung free in the front as she was sitting forward, her elbows on the table. I felt a stirring in my loins. “Mr. Dillard,” she began, “normally I would talk esenler escort to Claire about boy problems, but she’s gone, but I still came here because habit, I’m going to vent about my asshole boyfriend.””Okay,” I replied as I got us each a beer out of the fridge. “Fire away.””Ex-boyfriend! He’s been cheating on me! He used to get super mad and jealous when I would hang out with Claire or anyone and was constantly checking on me, but then he would claim he was going to work and would just leave me alone on the weekends sometimes, but now I found out he’s been fucking another girl this whole time but controlling me! I hate him! He’s such an asshole! He even admitted it when I confronted him!” Her liquid-quick black eyes watered a little with frustration and she sipped the beer a little.”Well, you dumped him. So that’s good. Excllent work!””Yes, but now I’m so lonely!” She protested and burried her face in her arms crossed on the table. I wanted so badly to pat her back reassuringly, but all I could think about was her bare sides, the side boob, how exposed she was.”And I’m so ashamed of how stupid I am!” She spoke into the table, behind her arms. “I keep wanting to call him because I’m lonely. I get the phone and almost call him every afternoon. I’m so dumb!””Noooo, no. You’re not dumb. It’s natural to be lonely. Your best friend is off at school and you’re used to having a boyfriend, and his behavior has caused you to question yourself. All your responses are totally normal.”She looked up into my eyes, questioningly, “Really? Are you just saying that, or is it true?” her pale little lips hung open slightly, her little chin dimple, the freckles high on her cheeks.”Ana, of course it’s normal””Thanks Mr. Dillard.””Sure, no problem.” We each took a swig of beer.Ana hung around for a little while, finishing her beer and joking about parties and her life. After a half-hour or so we stood. She gave me a big hug, her arms around my waist, her head on my chest, my arms around her shoulders, my hand on her bare arm, but no, not on her arm, my hand was on her bare back, just above her bra, on the soft white skin where her shirt wasn’t. Ana looked up at me with those liquid-quick, ink black bahçeşehir escort eyes, now full of mischief and a little smile. She hugged my leg with both her bare thighs and put her hand on my chest. My pulse raced! My cock jumped tight inside my pants, she felt it harden against her stomach just below her small round breasts. “Mr. Dillard, I’ve been so lonely,” she stated plaintively and positioned her hips to ride my thigh.”Ana, no.” I hoped I sounded convincing, though I was not convinced. Ana pointed out, “Your mouth says no, but your body says yes.” as she ground her pubic bone against my leg, her eyes closing as she turned herself on, dry humping in a slow grind. Her mouth open for a kiss. My arm slid inside the back of her shirt, her round little body soft against me. She stood on her tip toes, pulled my face down with her hand, and kissed me. “Mr. Dillard, I’ve wanted you so bad for so long.”My brain went off-line. I reached down and grabbed a handful of soft round butt, her skirt too short, I palmed bare cheek and my fingers felt her white cotton panties. She kissed me more deeply and moaned. Holding her to me with one arm, I moved the hand around her thigh to the front of her panties and put my finger at the top of her camel toe. Greedily I started running my finger up and down the soft cotton, feeling it get warmer and more moist, feeling her hump the finger and ride my thigh as she struggled to stand, her knees getting weaker, her legs failing her, moaning and breathing heavily into wet greedy kisses as she mauled my face. I turned her around to walk her to the couch and she leaned back against me. My left arm scooped up her breasts, inside her shirt, I gently pinched a hard nipple on her fat little boob as I held her up. My cock, erect and engorged in my pants, was hard between her butt cheeks. My right hand went right back to her camel toe, her skirt flipped up, I worked the hardening little clit through the soft panties, her back arched, pressing her butt against my cock, she groaned. Her breath hissed through clenched teeth as I fingered her to orasm, “Ah gahd! Ah fack! Fack! Gad! Ahhh! Ah Fuck!” She cried and gasped as she came hard on my hand, her legs başakşehir escort gone out from under her.Completely out of control, I tossed her fuck-drunk body face down over the back of the couch, pulled her damp white panties down around white thighs, flipped her skirt up off of her round white butt, dropped my pants around my ankles, and as my iron rod cock sprung free, placed it’s engorged purple head on the wet pink hole in her swollen pink pussy. The touch was electric! Hot wet heat. Ana gasped and shuddered! I popped in the head! She yelped! I grabbed her hips and popped the head in and out a few times. Each time she whined and shuddered, each time I throbbed and groaned. I fucked a little deeper each successive thrust and suddenly Ana was cumming again! Moaning and whining, she hissed “Ssspank meee!” though clenched teeth. I spanked a red handprint into the white flesh of her ass! She yelped and came even harder, her body convulsing with electricity, her mind shorting out! I lost it! Fucked with all my might! Bottoming out my rock hard cock on the little knot of her cervix! Fucked my pelvis slapping against her little butt in hot wet smacks, her thighs crushed against the back of the couch, the toes of her boots rolling loose on the tile floor, her whole body given over to the fuck, conscious of nothing else. I fucked her so hard I grabbed her shoulder and her arm and the hot hard cock in her tight swollen twat and pounded her ass. I felt my load boiling inside, ready to explode into her womb. No!Not a second too soon I jerked my cock out! Jets of hot white spunk shot up over her butt! She shuddered! yelped! and my hips bucked with the jolts of my orgasm. My knees buckled and I grabbed the back of the couch to steady myself, my cock wet on her butt. I was breathing hard, spent. We both waited, the air pregnant with questions, our weight heavy on the couch.”Help me up!” I reached down and pulled Ana to her feet. “Wow” was all she said as she looked me up and down, cum still dripping off the tip of my cock. I kissed her and she kissed me back deeply.She hesitated a moment. “Are we okay?” she asked, sincerely.”Uh, I, em… Yes.,” I stammered, far from convinced.She pulled her panties down her legs and off, then wiped the wetness from the insides of her fuck-slick thighs and started wiping my sticky thick cum off her butt. She put the wet white cotton panties in the top of her boot. Then she straigtened up and kissed me, “That was hotter than Claire said it would be. I’ll be back.”And she left me standing in the middle of my house, with my pants around my ankles.

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