trick or treat [fM] [girl seduces man] [fuckin] [anal]

Mark heard his doorbell ring.

The house was dark, and he had no decorations, no candy, nothing. He thought it was a pretty clear sign he didn’t want trick-or-treaters, so Mark rolled his eyes and ignored it, then went back to his show.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang again.

“Persistent fucks,” he thought, getting annoyed.

Then it rang again, and again, the person tapping the button repeatedly.

“What the fuck,” Mark said to nobody in particular. He drained his beer, got up off the couch, cinched his robe tight and made his way to the entry.

The doorbell rang again.

“Alright already,” Mark yelled, “I’m coming.” He shuffled across the tile to the door.

Mark flicked on the porch light, unlocked the door, and slowly opened it.

“Trick or treat!”

“I’m not doing Halloween,” Mark said angrily, “I don’t have anything to give…” he trailed off, his frustration stalling.

It was Dani, his daughter Olivia’s nerdy best friend. And she was dressed as a cheerleader, a mischievous glint to her eyes, a sly twist to her grin. She cocked her head, and his reflection flashed across her glasses as her tongue teased her lips.

Mark’s cock twitched. “Oh, fuck me,” he said.

“If you’re lucky.” Dani winked as she walked in uninvited. “What are you supposed to be? The perverted Big Lebowski?”

“Olivia’s off at college, Dani. What are you doing here?”

“Oh, come on. Last time you saw me, you called me your whore and ate out my ass,” Dani said, “Now I show up at your door in a cheerleader outfit. Do I really have to explain myself? This is a booty call, old man.” She pushed past him, walking through a doorway, deeper into the house.

He followed as she made her way to the kitchen. “Dani,” Mark said, “That was a mistake, I’m your–”

“Liv’s friend,” Dani cut him off, helping herself to his liquor cabinet. She sounded bored as she poured, “Yes yes blah blah who cares. We’ve been through all this before. I’m an adult now and what Liv doesn’t know won’t hurt her, you DILF. Come over here and grab my ass, find out if I’m wearing underwear under this ridiculous thing.” She opened Mark’s freezer and leaned down to grab some ice, her skirt riding up up up. “Maybe you’ll discover my new piercing when you’re down there, pervert.”

Her rising skirt stirred Mark’s memories of her bare ass, and he imagined what it would feel like to grab it again. Fuck, he didn’t want to admit it, but there was no denying, he was having a hard time holding his resolve, being the responsible adult.

He stared silently, teased by flashes of bare skin between the uniform’s pieces, the sexy curves hinted at beneath. She plopped the ice into her drink with calm deliberation. The costume didn’t fit her personality at all Mark decided. She’d always been a quiet, bookish girl, never flaunting her sexuality in all the years he’d known her as his daughter’s friend. Hell, he’d even been alone with her countless times, driving her home after some activity or another with Olivia, being the good, involved father. And even that time a few months ago when he’d made the mistake of falling for her seduction, she’d been self-confident and surprisingly demanding, not the stereotypical cheerleader type.

But… those curves. The uniform may not have matched her personality, but that didn’t stop her from looking good in it. Her curly brunette hair was tied up into twin pig tails, her chest filled out the uniform’s bust, the bare midriff revealed her slender waist, and the short pleated skirt flared out, accentuating the curve of her hips. Mark imagined sliding his hands over her… there was something about her outfit tickling his mind, some memory of a memory that he couldn’t quite grasp…

“Why’d you pick that costume?” he finally asked.

Dani grinned with a knowing smirk. “You don’t remember?”

“Remember what?”

“Liv’s Sophomore year?” Dani said, “She talked me into joining the JV cheerleader squad with her. Ring any bells?”

Mark shook his head. “No…” he trailed off, then he caught up. “Oh shit,” he said, “That’s not a costume… That’s a real uniform!”

Dani laughed. “Cheerleading wasn’t for me. I quit the team. But I stole the uniform.”

“Oh.”

“Thought it would come in useful for sex.” Dani spoke with a sly grin. “Guys love fucking cheerleaders.” Her gaze flickered flirtatiously over Mark’s body.

“I…” Mark started. His dick twitched. If he were a good, responsible father, he’d send his daughter’s friend back home, go upstairs and take a cold shower, and pretend that this conversation had never happened.

But he’d already seen his daughter’s friend’s perfect tits and round ass. He already seen her cute face screwed up in ecstasy, ecstasy that he’d created. And, here she was again, practically demanding another chance to break the taboo.

“You really are a whore,” he said.

Dani’s grin widened.

He walked up to her with a stern, reprimanding expression. Her tone pleading, she said. “Please, Daddy, teach me how to be a good girl.”

Mark looked down at her, their bodies nearly touching, and she held his gaze with doe-eyed innocence. They stood silently, the moment building, neither breaking eye contact. Her eyes sparkled, her cheeks were flush, her lips parted. Mark’s cock twitched. He decided that he was not a good, responsible father.

He grabbed her, spun her around and shoved her over the counter.

“Daddy!” Dani gasped in surprise. She scrambled for purchase, her flailing arms spilling her drink. But Mark’s grip was strong, and he easily held her down as he hiked her skirt up, baring her ass, revealing a tight red thong.

Mark scoffed. “You cheerleader slut, thinking I wouldn’t find out.” He ran his fingers down her thong, brushing her asshole through the fabric, then her pussy. She whimpered.

“You come over to my house, dressed like a whore?” Mark said, slapping her ass, hard. “You think I’m just going to let you get away with such disrespect for me, for my rules?”

Dani yelped as he spanked her a second time. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said, “I forgot your rules, spank me. Harder, harder!”

Mark slapped her ass again. “Stupid slut, thinking all you deserve is a spanking? Hah! Maybe it’s time you learned why the rules exist.” He spanked her another time, this time his fingers lingering on her ass, groping her. He grabbed and squeezed her round butt, spreading her ass cheeks apart. “Do you know what sick old perverts do to sluts?”

“No, Daddy, please,” Dani moaned, face pressed against the cold tile, “I’ll be a good girl. I promise.”

“Your promises are worth nothing,” he said, wrenching her thong aside, “The only way you’ll learn is by consequences.” On the last word, Mark pushed his thumb into her asshole. Dani squealed, and Mark could feel her body tense up. “Dress like a whore, get treated like a whore.”

Mark worked her ass with his thumb, warming her up.

Not that her ass needed much warming. “Ohmygod, Daddy,” Dani moaned, reaching back and spreading her ass cheeks, “What are you doing to me?”

“I’m just getting started,” he said, sliding his fingers into her eager pussy, up against her clit. They found her new piercing. “Slut,” he hissed while flicking the metal stud, making her gasp. Then he squeezed, and she groaned, loud.

Mark held her head to the counter. She moaned wordlessly as sensation was forced onto her. Her body writhed, her cheerleader ass squirming before him. “Please,” she managed, “It’s too much, I can’t take it!”

“Too much?” Mark scoffed, “Soon you’ll be begging for more, slut.” Mark’s grip tightened, became unflinching, oppressing. His fingers controlled her, inflicted pleasure upon her. He was greedy and compelling, not letting her catch her breath, not giving her the chance to hold back. “You did this to yourself, Dani,” he said, “This is what happens to teenage cheerleader sluts.”

She wailed and heaved, being driven to the peaks of ecstasy, her body a puppet under his command. Mark shoved her down and pushed her over the edge, holding her in place as she convulsed and bucked from the orgasm being ripped from her. He felt her pussy and ass spasm, her muscles straining and clenching. But he was much stronger, and ignored her struggles.

“Holy fuck,” Dani panted, barely able to speak. “What are you doing to my ass, Daddy?” she begged. “Daddy’s fat cock is too big for my tight cheerleader ass!” she pleaded.

“You nasty fucking whore,” Mark said as he rose behind her and tossed his robe to the ground, his thick cock long, straight, and hard. “Your ass craves Daddy’s dick,” he said. He pushed the tip of his massive cock against Dani’s still spasming asshole.

Mark continued, “But Daddy’s not doing this for your benefit.” He shoved himself in, his erection stretching Dani’s asshole wide. “You’re a cheerleader–” he pushed in farther, Dani whimpering, “–and cheerleaders–” his cock slid deeper and deeper up her ass, “–get fucked–” Dani’s ass clenched but Mark didn’t slow his steady insertion, “–like sluts.” He was finally penetrating her to the hilt, and his head swam in lust, seeing his entire length buried in the ass of his daughter’s petite friend.

“Oh, unggg…” Dani was trying to speak, but she couldn’t form words. Mark began sliding his cock out, pleasuring himself with Dani’s tight asshole.

Mark built his pace. “I’m going to fuck you raw,” he said, “I’m going to own your ass. Nobody else will ever be good enough. You’ll go home and fuck your boyfriend, but it’s me you’ll be thinking about, wishing it was Liv’s Daddy’s cock you were riding.” He slammed his hips into her ass.

“Yes, Daddy,” Dani managed, “I need it, ohhhhh…” Mark’s grip on her hips was ironclad and merciless as he pounded his cock into her. But he wanted to see her face when he came. He pulled his dick out and spun her around.

“Please, daddy…” she begged, looking up at him wide-eyed. Her makeup was smeared with streaks of tears, and her cheeks were flush with sweat.

He grabbed her ankles and pushed them back on either side of her head, and she held them there obligingly. He guided his cock again into her ass, picking up where he’d left off, his other hand flicking and rubbing her pierced clit.

“Ohhh, Daddy…” Dani moaned, her face screwed up in ecstasy as Mark pounded away at her ass. She loved it, her face was pinched in pleasure, her eyes glazed over, her ass was spasming around Mark’s cock. Mark fucked her even harder.

Between thrusts, he said, “You come over here in your slut cheerleader uniform, flashing your ass at your friend’s father. I’m not some little boy for you to tease and play games with. I’m going to show you what a real man is like.” He pinched her clit, making her squeal. “I’m going to fuck some obedience into you, I’m going to fill your ass with my cum.”

“Yes, Daddy!” Dani whimpered, “I’m your whore! Drain your balls in your little cheerleader cum slut.”

Mark leaned down, impaling her to the hilt, and held her there. He grunted loudly as his balls clenched and dick twitched, spurting a hot load of spunk into her ass. “Oh, fuck, girl,” he muttered as her tight asshole milked more thick cum from from his cock, desecrating her with his seed.

Finally spent, Mark pulled his cock free and relaxed his grip on Dani, stumbling backwards, weak in the knees.

“That was so fucking hot,” Dani said, climbing down off the counter, sweaty, spunk dripping down her legs. “Drink?” she asked casually, cleaning up.

“Yeah, sure,” Mark said, shaking his head in amazement.

He headed to living room, where he’d been before Dani rang his doorbell, kicking back, watching TV. That seemed like hours ago, but the same episode was still playing. “Huh,” Mark said to himself, replaying the night’s events in his head.

“Here,” Dani pressed a glass in his hand and then clinked her against it. “Cheers,” she said, sitting down next to him.

Mark sipped his drink, studying her from over the glass. She’d readjusted her cheerleader outfit, putting back the pieces that had been knocked out of place, but her makeup was still a smeared mess. “Olivia’s probably got some extra makeup you can use,” he said.

Dani grinned. “No, thanks,” she said, “I was going to leave it like this. It works with the whole ‘slutty cheerleader’ costume, don’t you think? If only you’d have cum on my clothes, then the look would really be complete.”

Mark shook his head, in awe of the girl’s sluttiness.

“Ugh,” Dani said, shifting her body, “That was pretty fucking intense. But it’s gonna hurt to sit down for, like, a week.” She giggled to herself. “A little reminder. Fuck, this’ll keep turned on for, like, days.”

Mark sipped his drink and shook his head again.

“What?” Dani said, grin growing wider, “I know you still think I’m a good girl. But I really am a slut, you know.” She sat up, winced, and continued, “Thanks for the fuck, Liv’s Daddy. Now I’ve got a party to get to. But I’m going to give you my number. I want you to text me the next time you’re bored and horny. I’m not done draining your balls yet, you perverted old man.”

“Show me your clit piercing,” Mark said, “One more time before you go.”

Dani gave him a flirty look and laid back, spreading her legs and pulling the thong to the side. Two little metal studs were fixed to the hood of her clit.

“Hot damn,” Mark said, studying it. He looked up, saw Dani looking at him, proud and nervous at the same time.

“You like it?” she asked.

Mark smiled, amazed that she was yet eager for his approval, even after all they’d done. Was all that confidence she’d had just a show? “Fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he said, gently running his finger over her pussy, watching to see how she reacted.

Dani gasped, sucking in a sharp breath as Mark played with her clit. “Party can wait,” she said, pulling her legs open wider. Mark fondled her pussy, watching Dani’s heat rise again, getting her off slowly this time, taking his time with just a light touch. But Dani loved it, and she gradually moaned her way into another orgasm. Mark flicked away, entranced.

After, Mark watched Dani’s body relax, her legs still spread, her pierced clit still on display. She was looking at him adoringly, sweaty and spent.

“If you’re going to be in my contacts,” Mark said, reaching over to the end table and picking up his phone, “You’ll need a profile pic.” He aimed the camera at her. “Cheese!” he said, snapping a photo of her.

“I knew you were a pervert,” she said, then, “You better fucking text me.”

He grinned. “If you’re lucky.”

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