Burning Passion (Erotic short stories)

Daddy's little pet.

Brook slipped out through the front door and crept around the side of the house.

Her mother was in the room with Tom tonight, His hands caressing her nipple as they kissed passionately.

“Fuccccckkk”. She moaned as he began to move his lips down to her pussy.

“Shhhh, Don’t scream, you might wake Brook up”. Tom said as he licked her clit, sharply sending a spark of sensation all over Janice's body.

His skillful tongue kept on going up and down her clits, as Janice's legs were trembling at every touch, Her head was continuously tilted back and her back aching forward, Tom made her stand on one leg while he held the other up, giving him more access to her pussy.

Brook's fingers were working magic around her clit as she watched Tom suck her mother dry.

“Tom…..Please”.Her mother cried out but that did little to nothing as he increased his pace sucking and fucking Janice using his sexy tongue.

“Ahhh…Fuckk….yesss…I’m cumming…I’m cumming!!”. Janice screamed as she held into Tom’s head more firmly as his pace increased sucking and tongue fucking her good.

Janice felt the juice so close up to coming out, As she held his head more tightly, her clits suddenly became so susceptible that she couldn't endure letting herself cum.

She tried pulling him away from my clits cause it was too sensitive to withstand but he grabbed both her hands pinning them to the side. His body pressure on her could not let her escape as she was already feeling weak from pleasure.

"Fu-uuuck... TOM please." She begged but instead he buried his head deeper into her making her toes to hike at his actions.

She paused and her mouth opened as her moaning sound choked for some seconds as he sucked mercilessly on her already highly sensitive clits. Her body was overcome with torrents of sensual juices and then she felt it.

Her eyes shut tightly as she grabbed Tom's hair “Yesssss!!!!”

Finally she came, Her warm milky horny juice splattering over his mouth.

"Ahhh.. oh my! Mmmm." she continued moaning as he sucked and licked every bit of her till he had completely eased her of her milky juice. Janice's head fell, Her shoulders dropped,chest relaxed as she was breathing a deep sigh at the same time.

Her face was all sweaty and her eyes closed. When he finally pulled his mouth from her clits and his body no longer pressing on her.

Her hair was soaked slightly in sweat, As he held her so close to his warm embrace, Brook who had been watching them from the window was close to breaking down at the numerous organsm she had while watching them.

She creeped back into her bedroom knowing this was her normal routine of eavesdropping and watching them fuck.

She had found the curiosity to watch them after listening to them play naked under her bedroom window for over two weeks.

The compactly built young brunette wasn't used to living in a house as big as Tom's, and for that matter, she wasn't used to living with a man in the house at all. It had always just been her and her mother.

She'd never known her father, and since Janice, her mother, had rarely mentioned him over the years, she never really had too much curiosity about him.

Growing up with a single mother was simply Brook's reality. Just a couple of times a year she imagined what it would be like to have a father in her life, but she kept that to herself.

Ultimately, their life together had always been comfortable, if not especially flashy, and making any major changes never seemed an important issue.

Her mother, Janice had gone out with plenty of men over the years, but she rarely ever brought one home. Consequently, her sudden marriage to Tom seemed completely out of character for the sexy, attractive thirty-six-year-old.

Brook had liked Tom well enough when he started spending time at the apartment where she and Janice lived before. It was nice having him around. He was always funny and friendly, and sometimes Brook imagined what it would be like to have a father in her life.

But the couple would always disappear into their bedroom early in the evening and probably had no idea how the sounds of their ecstatic fucking bled through the thin walls.

At first, Brook just laughed it off and either turned up the TV or stuck in a pair of earbuds and listened to music. But it wasn't long before she was retreating to her bedroom and listening to the distracted pair with her hand between her smooth, young thighs.

She probably had even more orgasms than them.

Her mother had devoted herself to giving the two of them a good life, and despite the girl's occasional daydreams of having her father in her life, it wasn't as if she could say life with her mother wasn't a good one.

Then Janice told her Tom had asked her to get married, and have both mother and daughter move into Tom's big house. It all came so quickly that Brook wasn't sure what to make of it. As much as she liked Tom, it was a lot to take in all at once.

Janice told her daughter the next day that she wanted to say yes. She was in love with Tom, but she didn't want to make any decisions without including Brook.

As they sat and talked things over, Brook got to like the idea more and more. She wanted her mother to be happy, and she also realized that having a father figure in her life was probably more important than she ever admitted to herself before.

Tom was older than most of the men Janice went out with, but he was incredibly handsome and in really good physical shape.

He always seemed warm, upbeat and friendly. Brook didn't know if she loved him or not. He was still someone new in her life and she was trying to adjust to having a man in their lives.

But her mother assured her that time would take care of everything and they could be a happy family.

Brook was still getting used to everything. She had a nice room and even a private bathroom. There was the hot tub and swimming pool, and a lot of property with enough wood around to give them total privacy from the closest neighbors.

It all seemed so nice, but at Tom's, she couldn't hear them fuck as easily as she could back in their old apartment, and oddly enough that made her feel disconnected.

It wasn't hard to sneak down the hallway and listen through their bedroom door, but it didn't feel the same as when she could lie in her bed and touch herself.

Brook decided to be cautious about Tom and settle into her new surroundings, although she didn't want to do or say anything to spoil things for her mother.

Janice was the happiest she'd ever seen, so even if Brook was keeping a little distance on the surface, she still didn't want to do anything to make waves.

Back in their apartment, she was around them more just because the place was smaller, although it seemed like they spent most of the time closed up in Janice's bedroom. In the couple of weeks since the move, she spent a lot more time on her own in her new bedroom.

The curious eighteen-year-old now padded out of the house barefoot, wearing a loose pair of drawstring shorts, without panties, and a cropped T-shirt without a bra that she planned to sleep in.

She was petite, with tightly compact curves, but she often wished she had bigger tits, even though her legs were shapely, curving into a partly rounded ass.

As she approached the cover of the bushes at the rear corner of the house, she could hear her mother's and Tom's voices before she could see them.

The view through the bushes was partly obscured by leaves and branches, but the outside lights were on at a dim setting, and the couple were both sitting naked and soaking wet up on the bench that went around the upper edge of the tub.

Brook couldn't help feeling proud of how good her mother looked naked. No wonder Tom was crazy to fuck her night after night. She looked like a slightly taller, curvier version of her teenage daughter. The girl found herself wishing her tits were as big as her mother's, even though they were pretty close.

But Brook was proud of her tits and often wore low cut tops that her friends' mothers would probably complain about.

Yet Janice was the same way, and she never said anything about the things her daughter chose to wear. How could she when she was usually dressed the same way?

Brook was surprised to see her mother's pussy was as smooth and hairless as her own, and Tom's hand was barely a couple of inches from her clit as he casually rubbed the inside of her upper thigh.

At the same time, Janice had her hand wrapped around Tom's lust engorged cock, and Brook nearly gasped out loud when she saw how big it was. He seemed huge. No wonder he made her mother cry out with pleasure from their bedroom every night.

The girl's experience with cocks included a little bit of internet porn, and just three guys from school that she had jerked off, but this man who was her step dad made them look downright tiny by comparison. She couldn't help feeling a huge sense of pride.

Not that she knew why. It wasn't like it was something she could brag about to herfriends. And above all, it wasn't like Tom's cock was available to her, but she didn't know if she'd ever be able to look at him the same way.

Daddy's got a huge cock, she muttered under her breath. It was barely a whisper, but it gave her a warm, tingling sensation just to say the words.

She'd never even called him Dad. It was all so new she didn't even know if she was supposed to. She wanted to, though. And for some bizarre reason she couldn't explain, now that she knew how he was built she wanted to call him Dad more than ever.

Brook also felt proud of her sexy mother who was skimming her hand up and down Tom's enormous shaft like it was nothing. The girl wished she could be just like that, pleasing a man like Tom - no, pleasing Tom himself.

Then Tom slid his hand directly over her mother's pussy and stroked her lips with his large fingers. Janice threw her head back and sighed deeply, grinding her hips while he fingered her clit with an affectionate smile on his handsome face.

At that point, Brook didn't want to be like her mother, she wanted to be her mother. Her young pussy quivered with damp heat as she yearned to be fingered just the way Tom was fingering Janice.

The trembling girl gnawed on her bottom lip and slid her hand into her shorts to stroke her own pussy, trying to imagine Tom's finger along her moist clit instead of her own.

His fingers were so much longer and thicker than hers. Her pussy flushed steadily as she watched the naked couple casually play, but after a while they backed off and picked up their wine glasses, taking a breather.

Tom looked preoccupied, which Janice quickly noticed and asked what was bothering him. Holding her wine glass in one hand, she put her free hand back on her husband's huge cock and continued to lazily stroke him.

"Something bothering you, baby?" Janice asked.

Tom looked down at the way Janice was stroking his hard cock. "Maybe this isn't the time," he said.

"Aw baby, don't be silly. You can always tell me what's bothering you."

"It's Brook," he told her.

Janice's face became serious but kept stroking his cock. "What about her?"

"I'm afraid she's not happy. I'm not even sure if she likes me very much, but I really want her to. I mean...she's my daughter legally. And she's an amazing girl just like her mother."

In her hiding place, Brook's heart started to beat faster. It was so weird that they were talking about her while her mother was playing with Tom's excited cock. Weird, but exciting in a way she couldn't begin to explain. She dug her finger deeper into her sodden pussy.

"Why don't you try spending more time with her, just the two of you. The two of you should have a relationship of your own. The girl needs a father, and there's no one better than you. Take her shopping. Out to dinner or the movies."

"That's a great idea," Tom agreed. "I really want her to be happy, too. I hope she can learn to love me as much as I love her."

"All she needs is some time to get to know you better. I know she'll love you just as much as I do."

Tom snickered deviously and nodded toward his wife's stroking hand. "Are you sure about that?"

"Oh my god, you're terrible!" Janice laughed. Then, after a brief pause she said, “I just hope you both get along well”.

“I hope so too”.Tom said as he stroked Janice's clit slowly.

Brook's pulse raced wildly and her pussy felt unbearably hot. She wondered if he really felt that way or if he was just saying what he thought her mother expected him to.

But hearing him say that he loved her imprinted in Brook's mind in a way that made her nipples throb with heat.