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High School Time Stop 21, by Jezebel Rose

‘’My Asian pussy is very wet for you, Daddy.’’ My eighteen-year-old Chinese step-daughter said. She smiled as she said it cheekily and squeezed her thighs.

I was holding up a flashcard of a drenched Siamese cat, standing in a pool of water. The kind teachers would use for teaching the English language. One of my favorite pastimes was waiting until my wife wasn’t home, then offering her daughter English lessons. It turned me the fuck on to hear her naively recite lines back to me. She had no idea what she was saying, of course.

‘’And this one…?’’ I said, holding up another flashcard.

‘’I am… a very naughty girl.’’ She said, sticking out her tongue at me afterwards. Her eyes were alive with mischief. I’d taught her to put emphasis on ‘very,’ every time she said it, because it forced her to sound naughty.

Iris was very excited by me. She enjoyed learning English, but I also figured she knew what was going on between us, or at least eagerly anticipated it. Sat there in a Chinese schoolgirl outfit, with a white skirt and blouse and even the ribbed knee socks, her hair done up in pigtails, she was a picture of innocence. She even wore owlish glasses. It didn’t get much better than her, and she barely looked her age. I always made her sit on the floor in front of me, because that way… I could always see up her skirt.

Lovely brown pussy. Very hairy and dark. Thin lips and not much pink, except for the plump bulb of her clit peeking out between them. Iris showed it off every chance she got, crossing her legs, spreading them to stretch, dangling them in the air in front of me. Teasing, teasing, teasing.

Though, I could never fuck her. She’d tell her mother immediately, being the mummy’s girl she was; and because of how Chinese culture worked. Iris was basically a slave to her mother, but luckily, I could stop time.

I stopped time as Iris practiced her phonics. ‘Aaah…’’ She said, showing me her tonsils.

Cock out, right in, and I slid myself deep into the warm wetness of her eighteen-year-old throat.

I’d been anticipating this one, so it felt twice as good. Rich and warm and thick, she slid along my shaft and to the base like a wet fucksleeve. I wrapped my fingers in her silky hair, sat back in my seat, and started bobbing her. She slid up and down it like a sextoy, her feet postured behind her, hands on the floor, supporting her weight.

A slick wet noise filled the room as I bobbed her head. My cock grew and filled with heat. A sensation I hadn’t felt in days trickled along my shaft, it was pleasure. Intense and concrete, very much alive. Building as time went by, as my Chinese step-daughter gurgled innocently on my cock.

Her lips were getting slathered in foam. Thick with my pre. They were swollen and bulging around the head of my cock as I made her smear her mouth around it in wide circles, gasping at the sensation as I said, ‘’That’s it; good girl; big, round circles. Suck that fat dick.’’ Then I bounced her on it using her pigtails, and she sucked it whilst looking up at me a big, innocent expression on her face, her mouth fully loaded with saliva and cum. Threatening to blow out her nostrils each time I struck it deep.

I stood up and the chair fell over, my pleasure was peaking. Burning in my loins. So I slid her right down it and made her deepthroat. She sat there on the base with her mouth wrapped around my cock, her glasses sliding down her nose, spluttering. I held her there for ten, fifteen seconds, and felt her throat regurgitating liquid as it shot into her nostrils and almost blew.

I pulled her back just in time and saw the white spunk in her throat settling. Her airways whistled, but that big, innocent expression remained painted across her face. My cock was red and veiny, throbbing in the air, feeling intensely pleasurable. I wiped it across my step-daughter’s cheeks, painting her face with my load, then slid myself back into the pit.

Her throat felt like it was gargling around me. It was bubbling furiously on the inside. Hotter than hell and massaging my glans with a tribute of spunk. I sighed richly, cooed, and then Iris massaged her tonsils along the head of my shaft in slow circles, her mouth creamy with liquid. She spat it around my length, up and down the shaft, then I watched as it fell off my balls and to the floor. The air was permeated with the smell of her breath and the sodden texture of it all. I reached down, took one of her hands, and made her wank me off. Her fingers soft as silk, gentle and pretty-looking in contrast to my hard dick.

I was almost there, getting closer and closer, her wet mouth kissing me brilliantly, smooching every inch of my cock. I fantasized about her mother walking in on this moment, seeing her precious, sheltered daughter on all fours in front of her stepdaddy, her hairy pussy peeking out from beneath her skirt, the pale undersides of her soles lined with sweat, thighs crinkled up softly as she balanced her weight to suck him well. I bobbed her head back and forth, back and forth, feeling my pleasure peaking, then slowed her down on the tip as I spilled over. The heat was making my breath catch, my head spin, and with a sudden wave of drowsiness, I came.

It was intense and blissful. Rippling over me like I’d just taken a hit of nicotine, making me land back in my chair with my daughter’s mouth buried in my lap. My hips jerked up with each shot of cum, and my thighs began to tremble all the way down to my knees, feet apart as Iris’ mouth collected and nursed every drop of my seed.

‘’Jesus–,’’ I whispered and closed my eyes. Imagining all the naughty stuff I could achieve with my ability to stop time and take advantage of my teen daughter. But this was better than almost anything, feeling her mouth slurp me up after breakfast. I fastened her to the base and felt her throat churning, but ignored it, and as I reached the end of my orgasm she coughed and spluttered, then everything I’d dumped into her came shooting out of her nose, and her whole body deflated and her arms hung listlessly in front of her, head down on my cock and eyes going inwards behind her glasses. I’d fucked her senseless, even through the magic and glamour of my powers!

I put my dick away and unfroze time. Iris looked at me oddly through her spectacles, then reached up to adjust them but suddenly stopped to cough. The cough sounded very wet. She cleared her throat and her sinuses, looking like she’d ingested something icky, and then performed a very thick swallow. My cock prickled sensitively, because I knew she’d just swallowed my load.

‘’You alright, baby?’’ I asked, playing innocent.

‘’Yes.’’ She said, massaging her throat, looking confused. Then she stuck her tongue out disgustedly and coughed a few times, shaking her head afterwards and putting her hands over her mouth, looking at me queerly. She really didn’t like the taste of Daddy’s spunk! Precious.

‘’Go get a drink,’’ I told her and smiled.

She nodded, then stood up and swayed on the spot, holding her throat still. Then she ran off and out of the room, kicking her skirt up as she went. I got a flash of her chubby brown backside, and settled back in my chair, rubbing up my sensitive cock; eager for more.

When Iris came back, she did so sipping ice tea. Her face pained by the taste stuck in the back of her mouth. She crinkled up her eyes as she sat in front of me drinking. I waited for her to get settled, then when she put down the tea and looked at me dutifully, ready for her next lesson, I nodded.

‘’Alright baby. Great job with your phonics. Next, I want you to do some stretches.’’

‘’Stretches?’’ She pronounced awkwardly, looking at me unsurely.

‘’Like this,’’ I said and bent my arm across my chest and limbered up.

She blinked a look of realization and a smile spread across her face because she enjoyed anything physical. Iris immediately stood up bouncily and bent her arm across her chest, doing what I’d done. I nodded, this was going to be easy, I thought.

‘’Now touch your toes.’’

‘’Like this?’’ She said and bent forward, reaching down. Her glasses slipped and I got a peek of her cleavage, hidden behind her blouse.

‘’Further,’’ I encouraged.

She bent even further and I saw beneath her skirt in the bedroom mirror. Her plump cheeks had spread open thanks to the position, and all of her brown Chinese pussy was showing, along with the star of her asshole. I immediately sighed and leaned back even further, nodding as I groped myself subtly in my jeans. She didn’t notice and just smiled at me, continuing to bend over whilst touching her toes.

‘’Turn around, do it again.’’

‘’Yes Daddy.’’ She said obediently and did so.

I could’ve got my cock out and wanked it over her arse out in the open, if I really wanted. She was that naive. I had her whole ass jiggling in front of me. I could see the freckles on her tush, the slight wet spot inside her labias, and even the speck of dust in the crook of her asshole. I was tempted to wet my finger and slide it up her ass, and the temptation grew too great as she continued to reach for her toes.

I stopped time. Her ass hung in the balance. Perfectly pretty and framed by the folds of her skirt. I slid my fingers in my mouth, ran my tongue across them, then leaned forward. I had her cheeks open with my thumb and two fingers up her ass before she even knew it. Her ass parted like butter, very tight on the inside but loose on the out. I slid them in and out whilst getting myself out of my jeans, and considered how I was going to fuck her. Maybe up on my lap, Daddy’s girl with her legs spread, with a ball gag in her mouth and a blindfold over her eyes. That would be tasty. I could watch her pussy creaming on me in the mirror, her asshole gaping after the fingerfuck session. Little tits poking through the folds of her shirt. That was it, I thought, and finger blasted her until her little Chinese asshole gaped back at me. I spat in it, kissed it, and said goodbye, then went to get some toys from mine and my wife’s wardrobe.

I had Iris up on my lap, her petite body leant back against me, innocent face in the crook of my neck. She had my wife’s ball gag on and was drooling. Her eyes were blindfolded and scrunched up. I kept flicking the switch on time, so she had a vague notion of what was going on, but wasn’t conscious enough to really understand. That made it so her legs kept opening and closing, offering me glimpses of her brown pussy in the bedroom mirror, and the slight nook of her asshole, still gaping from my fingers fondling with it.

I got the tip of my dick against her slit and moved it around. It felt lush and velvety. Every corner of it soft and nubile, gently parting to let Daddy in. I groped the underside of my cock and tucked it between her labias, and they spread nicely to make way. Iris shuffled, moaning against her gag, then froze up again. I stuffed it inside her a few inches deep. She was incredibly warm. The humidity of her cunt showering my dick in a slew of juices and feminine pre-cum. I groaned and fondled her twat with my fingers, displaying her clit to the bedroom mirror. Then I started taking her sweetly, winding my hips passionately around in my armchair, bouncing her on my lap. Her youthful body jiggled, her clothes slowly falling off, breasts making an appearance. They were little, as to be expected from an Asian, but very puffy with very plump brown nipples. I reached up and squeezed them. Fondled them. Pinched them around a bit. She came out of her meditations and tilted her head back against my shoulder and loudly moaned. The ball gag shook from side to side in the spit and pink of her lips, and I could hear her breathing escalate. She was getting off on being fucked by her interracial Daddy. I spread her legs further and picked up the pace.

Now fucking my Chinese daughter roughly in my lap, her feet bounced in the air and her tummy rippled. Soft and young and tight where it mattered, I felt her all over. Her body was plush and warm, deliciously soft and wet between her legs. My dick was going in and out of a luscious, velvet tunnel. The brown, puckered sleeve of my daughter’s pussy lotioning my knob from base to tip.

I traded her the interior of Iris’ pussy for the exterior. Bucking my hips quickly to slide my shaft up and down the outside. Flicking the switch on the time-stop to see her squirm. She rode back against it, but also moved herself away. Able to take it sometimes, too sensitive at others. I targeted her clit on purpose. Shoved aside the hood of her clit with my pink-purple head. Rubbed my cock in circles with an open palm, increasing the sensitivity for me and for her.

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