A fictional story about my adopted daughterHer name was Julie. I took her in when she was 15. Her mom had died in c***dbirth and it left her dad to raise her alone. Her dad had some trouble with the law and had been one of my best confidential informants. He always made sure that she never went without, even when he had his brief stints in jail. When he was killed in a car crash, I was surprised to find I had been appointed her guardian. She came to live with me and here we were, 2 strangers getting to know one another.She was a really good k**. She never gave me and my wife any trouble after she moved in. In fact, she jumped into having a 2-parent family with both feet. We had a 3-bedroom house and my 2 other k**s were already sharing a room, so I sacrificed my office and turned it back into a bedroom for her. We gave her all we could, including a new cell phone. Because I was a cop and knew what kind of trouble cell phones can cause a k**, I put monitoring software on there, so I knew what she was doing. She wasn’t aware of the software, so I could monitor what was going on without her knowing. I later found I didn’t have anything to fear because she wasn’t into the bad stuff the k**s are into today. Fast forward 3 years. Julie had turned 18 and had really blossomed out into a beautiful young lady. There had been many boys that had come sniffing around but could never survive the stares and questions I gave them. They were too scared. I asked Julie one day if me butting into her love life was an issue. She told me, “No. my dad trusted you to take care of me. I’m sure he would be proud that you keep these boys away. Plus, they are just boys, they aren’t real men, they don’t know how to treat a lady.” Then she gave me a wink and walked away. After that, I noticed she started becoming a little flirtier with me. I had never had any thoughts about her in a sexual way, but as she matured more, I noticed how cute she really was. There were a couple of instances after that really kind of threw me off. Once, when we were sitting on our sectional couch watching a movie, she was sitting kind of across from me. She had been wearing her favorite baggy jogging shorts she liked to wear. I looked over at her, and the way she was sitting, I could see right up her shorts. Much to my shock, she wasn’t wearing panties. I had a direct view of her little hairy bush. I looked at her and she was totally oblivious, or was she? I looked again and this time she opened her one leg a little more to give me a better view. This time I knew she knew what she was doing. I looked at her furry little bush and much to my surprise I felt myself getting hard. It was getting more and more difficult to concentrate on the movie than on her. I started fantasizing about being in that furry little bush. “Stop it!” I told myself, “She’s just a k**! Quit thinking about her that way!” Finally, the movie ended, and I got up to go grab a drink. “Did you enjoy the show?” she asked. I looked at her and she gave me a wink. “What the fuck?” I thought to myself. Another time, my wife was off to the grocery store and I was laying on the couch watching a baseball game. She came over and was showing me a new necklace, she had gotten. I noticed she was wearing a loose t-shirt. “Do you like my new necklace I got?” she asked. I looked up at her and told her it looked nice on her. She said, “Look closer, look at the detail on the little figures on it! It’s so detailed!” With that, she leaned over to give me a better look. As she did, I could see right down her shirt and see the fact she was not wearing a bra. Her sweet little boobs were free and swaying just a bit. I could even see her nipples were getting hard. “See, see? You can see how detailed each of the little figures are on it. That’s why I bought it, for the details.” She said. She stood up and I could see that even though she was wearing a loose shirt with no bra, her nipples were hard and poking at the fabric. “I hope you liked the detail as much as I did.” She said and gave me a wink. She knew full well I could see down her shirt. Fast forward a few weeks afterwards. I was throwing some clothes in the wash and was separating them out. I have a system of the way I wash clothes where I do socks and underwear in hot water and the rest in cold water. As I was sorting the laundry, I found a pair of her panties. As I was turning them inside out, I noticed a strange stain in them. It was white and it was crusty. It didn’t look like normal feminine discharge. It looked like cum…semen…spunk…whatever you want to call it. I was shocked! Who was she fucking? I had monitored everything that came in on her phone. Text messages, e-mails, Facebook, Snapchat, Instagram, photos, everything. Who was she fucking? Who was the lucky guy? How did I not know? How did I miss it? Where was she fucking him at? All these questions and more swirled in my mind. She was off taking some college classes at the local sivas escort community college and wasn’t home. I thought about confronting her and asking her, but then why should I? She was 18 years old. She was an adult. She could make her own decisions. She had an IUD, so there was no chance of her getting pregnant, but she could get an STD. “I’ll just leave it alone.” I thought out loud to myself.A few days later, I had been called into court to testify on a case. Julie was about to leave for class as I was leaving for court. I told her I’d be gone all day, but would probably be home in time for dinner. My wife was gone spending time with her sister who was sick and had taken the other 2 k**s with her, so it had just been me and Julie on our own for a few days. She gave me a peck on the cheek and said, “You always look so handsome in your uniform when you’re dressed for court. I’ll see you tonight!” and gave me a wink. I thought nothing of it and went to court. Lucky for me, I testified and was dismissed for the day early. I got home about noon and found the house empty, or so I thought. Julie’s car was not in the driveway, so I figured she was still at class. I went in my room, took off my duty belt and laid it on the bed, took off my uniform shirt and vest and threw them on the bed too. I was now clad in my uniform trousers, t-shirt, and boots. I walked into the kitchen to grab a coke and go watch some TV. As I opened my coke, it spewed all over the place. “Shit!” I muttered to myself. I went to the laundry room to get a towel to clean up the mess. As I was walked into the laundry room, I walked past Julie’s bedroom door. It was closed as usual, but what I heard from her room stopped me cold in my tracks. It sounded like voices coming from her room. “Maybe she left the radio on.” I thought to myself. I got a towel and was headed back to the kitchen when I heard what I thought was the bed squeaking. “What the fuck? Her car ain’t in the drive. That can’t be her, can it?” I stopped and listened. It was the bed squeaking…rhythmically. I listened some more. “That’s it baby! Right there, right there, you’ve got the spot right there! Fuck me baby, fuck me, that’s it, fuck me.” It was Julie! She was fucking some guy right under my roof! I was pissed, but I was more intrigued as to who it was. I knew the way the room was set up. There was a full-length mirror set up in the corner of her room that reflected the bed from the doorway. If I could crack the door, I could see the action playing out on her bed. More importantly though, the way the mirror was placed, I could see them, but they couldn’t see me. I tried the doorknob. It was unlocked! I cracked the door, just barely. I could make out the action on the bed. Julie was on her back with her legs in the air. She was rolling her head from side to side in the throes of passion. Holy shit! The k** fucking her was George, her best friend! This k** was gayer than pink ink! I had met him several times and he was very effeminate. I had even seen texts and messages between him and Julie with him talking about his budding homosexuality and the guys he found cute. What the fuck was he doing fucking her? What the hell? I was totally confused. My thoughts were interrupted when she began talking again. “Flip me over! Fuck me doggy! Let me play with my pussy, let me rub my clit while you do it!” I watched as she got on her hands and knees and then watched as she slipped a hand under her and put her ass in the air. She gave a little wiggle and told George, “Put it in me! Shove it in all the way and fuck me really hard!” George never said a word as he took his cock and shoved it into her. He shoved it in hard and she squealed with delight. He would take it almost all the way out and then shove it all the way back in. “Harder! Do it harder! Fuck me like I saw you fucking Joey!” Joey? Joey? My mind searched. Where had I heard that name before? JOEY MARTINEZ!! The star quarterback from her school? NO FUCKING WAY! George and Joey? My mind was really fucked at this point. I looked back and saw that George now had Julie by the hips and was pounding into her so hard that the headboard was really slamming into the wall now. He had a look of pure determination on his face. Julie was furiously rubbing her pussy. “You fuck me so good! Harder! Harder! I’m so close to cumming! Fuck me harder you sissy motherfucker!” Julie said. This must have set George off. I didn’t know he could pound into her any harder, but he did. That look of determination was still on his face as he had her by the hips. His balls were slapping against her ass with every thrust. She was rubbing even more furiously now. “Cumming!” she practically yelled. He just kept pounding. At this point she was just talking gibberish as she was caught up in her orgasm. As it subsided, George seemed to sense it and eased up his assault on her pussy. He started back to a slow rhythm of brining it almost escort sıvas all the way out and then putting it back in. “Oh dude! That was so fucking great! Are you ready to go yet Georgie? Are you ready to cum? You’re so sweet to let me have mine, are you ready to have yours yet?” George pulled it all the way out and stopped. His dick was pulsing up and down. She turned around to look at him. “Jules, you know there’s only 2 ways that will make me come, and one of those you won’t let me do.” He practically pouted. She turned around and took him into her mouth. She started sensuously blowing him. This k** had a good 7 inches on him, and she could take it all into her mouth. She would suck him in all the way, hold it there a few seconds, and then bring it all the way out and lick the tip. She would then lick his shaft and his clean-shaven balls. “Damn I love the way I taste on your cock,” I heard her tell him. She then went back to deep throating him. She sucked and licked a few more minutes as George moaned with pleasure. “Lay down Georgie, you got me all weak from that fan-fucking-tastic orgasm you gave me,” she said. I watched as he laid down and she started to jack him while sucking him. She would suck the head of his dick and jack him simultaneously. She’d let off his dick with a loud pop. “C’mon Jules, you suck me really good, but let me fuck you in the ass. C’mon, just one time? I’ll be gentle, I promise,” he practically pleaded with her. “Uh uh,” she said with his dick in her mouth. “C’mon, just one time! I just want to feel your ass. C’mon, you know you want me to cum in your ass. You like it when I fill your mouth, and you know I can’t come in your pussy, c’mon just do this for me this one time. I’ll be gentle, I promise. All those times you came. All those times! C’mon, just let me come in your ass.” Julie looked up at him from her blowjob. “Gentle? Promise? And if it hurts you have to stop, promise? Promise me!” George was almost ecstatic. “I promise!” he said. Oh my God! I was about to watch this guy take her anal virginity. “So how do you want to do this?” she asked. “It’s totally up to you. I can go from behind or you can ride. It’s your choice. How ever you think will be more comfortable for you.” She eyed him suspiciously. “Look here,” she said. “No guy has ever taken my ass. Never. If I’m going to give it up to your sissy ass, I’m going to do it on my own terms. I saw the way you fucked the hell out of Joey. There ain’t no way in hell I’m going to let you pound my ass like you pound my pussy. I’ll ride, that way I can control you a little better.” I had to give it to this girl, she had some spunk to her. He gave her a slight smirk, “you got me there! You going to hop on now or what?” George’s dick was now really pointing straight in the air. “Easy cowboy! If you want this ass, you better be respectful!” she said and with that gave his dick a good smack. “OW! Ok, ok, you win!” he winced. She threw her leg over and got on him. She was facing away from him, reverse cowgirl style. She rubbed her pussy up and down his shaft, lubing it up. She then took his entire shaft inside her pussy and rode it that way for a minute or two. She was going to let this guy take her ass with nothing but the lube from her pussy. I could see her frigging her clit as she rode him. She then slipped her dick out of her pussy and reached down and grabbed it and placed it at the entrance to her ass. As she placed it, George tried to enter her. She squeezed tight with her hand and he stopped. She started to lower herself onto it gently, holding the shaft as she did. If George tried to push into her, she’d squeeze him hard and he’d stop. Unlike before, there were no words spoken between them. I think George knew what a gift he was getting. She was able to get the head in and waited a minute before going any farther. There was a look of pleasure mixed with pain on her face. “Relax,” I heard George whisper. She began to go lower, little by little, until she had the whole thing in her ass. She sat there for a few seconds, adjusting to what was inside of her. She came up about halfway and then went down slowly again. She seemed to be adjusting quickly. Up and then down again. She quickly increased the pace. Up and down, up and down. She leaned forward. He hands were on the bed in front of her now. As she would come down, George would thrust up to meet her. They increased their pace. The only thing I could hear was the slap of their bodies and the rhythmic squeaking of the bed. “Oh Georgie! This feels so fucking amazing! Amazing!” She leaned back and started rubbing her pussy and clit. Her head was thrown back and her boobs were bouncing as George fucked her in the ass. “I’m going to cum again Georgie, I’m going to cum!” “Oh Jules, your ass is so fucking tight, I’m getting so close, I can’t believe how fucking tight your ass is! I’m about to cum so fucking hard!” George then slammed up into her as she sivas escort bayan slammed down on him, grabbed her hips and then held her down on him. She leaned back farther and rubbed her pussy harder. George’s balls clenched and he began pumping his come into her ass. This sent Julie over the edge as her eyes rolled back in her head and she started to squirt. She leaned forward, totally exhausted. She lifted her ass off of George and his dick came out of her with a soft pop. It looked like a gallon of come came running out of her ass as she did. “Oh fuck George! I fucking squirted! Did you see that shit? I fucking squirted! That was so fucking bad ass! I’ve fucking never done anything like that before! Fuck George! That was so crazy!” All George could do was smile. “Thanks Jules! Thanks for letting me take your ass. I’ve never come so hard or so much in my entire life! It was A-Mazing! This was by far the best fuck session we’ve ever had.” Julie had begun to clean herself up as George got up off the bed. She held out a towel for him and he cleaned up too. “Now get the hell out of here before Mr. Mike catches you here. If he knows we’ve been fucking, he’ll kill you.” George nodded his head and said, “ya, you’re right. That guy fucking scares me. He’s so protective of you. I’ll see you later?” and with that he gave her a peck on the cheek and began to get dressed. I closed the door all the way and tried to wrap my head around everything I had seen. Julie, sweet little innocent Julie was a fuck machine. I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. I heard the doorknob turning to Julie’s room and eased back into the shadows of the dark laundry room. I had my ankle holster on. I reached down, grabbed my .38 revolver, and snuck up behind George as he made it to the living room. I grabbed him from behind, put my hand over his mouth and stuck the pistol to his head. “Shhhhhhh!” I hissed. “You got an opportunity here George. You got an opportunity to live or die, it’s your choice. I’m going to ask you some questions and you better give me the right answers. If I find out you lied to me, I’ll make your death look like an accident. Do you understand?” George nodded his head up and down. “First question. You fucking Julie?” George nodded up and down. “Anyone else fucking her?” George nodded side to side. “You enjoy fucking her?” George again nodded sided to side. “What the fuck, you don’t enjoy fucking that? I’m going to let my hand off your mouth and better explain why. You yell, you scream, anything, I’ll fucking kill you right here. You understand?” George nodded up and down and I slowly eased my hand off his mouth. “Sir, she makes me fuck her. I really only like guys. She caught me and Joey Martinez fucking and threatened to out us both if I didn’t start having sex with her. I told her I didn’t want to, but she threatened to out us. She said she wanted to learn to fuck, that I was the only one that she trusted and that I had to do it since we were best friends. She’s been experimenting with me ever since. I’ve tried to cum in her pussy like she wants sir, but I just can’t. It doesn’t feel right. I can only come if she blows me or if I could fuck her in the ass and today was the only day she let me do that. She says she practicing for someone.” I dropped the gun from the side of his head and spun him around to face me. “Who’s she practicing for?” I asked. George’s eyes got wide. “You, you, you don’t know,” he stammered. “If I knew George, would I be fucking asking you? Tell me who the fuck she’s practicing for.” George nodded side to side. “I can’t tell you. I promised I would never tell. I promised.” I cocked the hammer back on the gun at my side, “Live or die Georgie. I’ll tell ‘em I confronted you after you ****d Julie and killed you. Who’s story they going to believe?” George looked at me wild eyed, “You sir! She practicing for you! She told me about flashing you with her shorts on, wearing clothes where you could see her boobs. She’s practicing for you! She wants to fuck you. She wants to pay you back for everything you’ve done for her and that’s the only way she knows how to do it. She’s practicing for you.” I was shocked. My head was reeling. I had never really thought of Julie that way. “Get the fuck out of here George. Keep Julie happy. If you hurt her, I’ll make your death look like an accident. You feel me?” George left without another word. I had to talk to Julie about this. There was no way this could go on. I walked to Julie’s room and slowly opened the door. She was asleep on the bed, naked. She was on her stomach and she had her legs parted and I could just make out a little of George’s cum still leaking from her ass. Her little furry bush was matted from her and George’s escapade. I could hear her talking softly in her sleep. “That’s it Mr. Mike, fuck me. Fuck me Mr. Mike.” I went to wake her up and then decided against it. After what I witnessed today and as horny as it had made me, I didn’t think I could tell her no. I looked at her soft body and admired it. Would I be able to resist this if it was presented to me? Would I be able to tell her no? I didn’t know. I slowly crept out of her room and shut the door.