"Mr. Gomez," she said, short of breath, you are really terrific."
"You're not so bad yourself."
"I want you to fuck me," Dolores said, now turning on her side, resting her head on her bent arm. "I want your cock inside of me. I want you to.........."
I placed two fingers on her mouth, hoping she would stop talking. I caressed her flat stomach, my hand making circular motions, sometimes touching her pussy hair. There wasn't much hair to feel, it looked as if it was trimmed, it wasn't. The feel and sight of her pubic area was like viewing fine art. I continued feeling her pussy hair, scratching it slightly with my fingernails. If I lost a partial erection, I just regained it.
Dolores smiled at me. "Please," Mr. Gomez, "please fuck me. I need you to fuck me. I really need you to fuck me. Don't you like me anymore?"
"Oh, I like you very much," I answered. "I have to ask you a question," I said.
"Sure, go ahead."
"Are you a virgin?"
"Dolores started to laugh. She sat up, faced me, placed her hand on my cock, and said," What would you do if I said Yes?"
"If you said Yes, I would go down on you and suck your pussy until you would cum."
"How sweet of you," said answered, as she accelerated her hand movements on my cock. "No, I am not a virgin, I promise. I lost my cherry when I was fifteen. Now, fuck me!"
I abruptly pushed Dolores on to her back, got on top of her, her legs again open for me. I was as hard as I have ever been. Dolores grabbed my cock and guided it into her cunt. I began penetrating slowly. It felt fantastic. I started to feel the warmth and wetness of her insides. I heard her scream with delight. I also screamed a roar of delight. I was now totally inside her; I could feel her cunt's pulse. I pulled out half-way, kept still for a moment until I felt Dolores pushing up against me. Then suddenly, bangs on my bedroom door startled me, shocked me.
"Dad, Dad," I heard Jennika's voice, "Dad, are you OK?" The banging on the door continued.
The shock of hearing my daughter made me sit up! I didn't know what to do next. I looked at Dolores. She wasn't there. I looked left and right, but no Dolores. I grabbed my robe, got out of bed, still looking for Dolores. She must have hidden in the closet when she heard Jennika.
"Dad, open the door."
I walked toward the door, opened it and saw Jennika and Dolores standing there.
I was perspiring. Dolores was dressed in cotton warm-up and a T-shirt. Dolores wore a similar outfit. Neither girl wore a bra. I wondered if Dolores' panties were printed cotton.
"Dad, I heard you screaming and thought something was wrong. Are you OK?"
"Yes, yes, thank you and I am sorry. I was having a nightmare."
"You really screamed, we heard you all the way downstairs," said Dolores, smiling at me.
"Oh, well," said Jennika, "come on down. Dolores just started to make breakfast."
"Yes, good, whew, what a dream I just had," I said, looking at Dolores. "Did you sleep well, Dolores?" I asked.
"Yes, I did," she answered. "I also had a dream and you were in it, Mr. Gomez."
"Oh?" I said, "What was it about?"
"You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine." With that, the topic of dreams ended.
Breakfast was delicious. Cheese omelet, Canadian bacon, hash brown potatoes and strong, black coffee was just what the doctor ordered. I couldn't keep my eyes off Dolores. My cock was still in an alert condition. Que Sera, Sera.
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