Broken Curfew

Broken Curfew: The Beginning of Pet Teacher

Another dead soldier. David Hollis dropped his long neck bottle into the pile in the garbage can. He looked at the clock. It was 2:00 a.m. Laurie's curfew was midnight, and here it was two hours later. Senior prom or not, eighteen years old or not, when he gave his daughter a curfew, he damn well expected her to hold to it. He was providing the house, her bed, her car, her food. Ungrateful little brat.

But she had looked good on her way out the door. Hell, she'd looked great in that strapless blue dress, with those open toed sandals. Laurie and her mom had gone shopping for it two weeks earlier, as a 18th birthday present for her. He did have a good-looking daughter, and she always had guys calling. Most of them seemed like good guys. Who could blame a guy for wanting to spend as much time as he could with her? But she was supposed to let him know when she was supposed to be home. He hadn't wanted to seem a hard ass and tell her when she had to be home. Hell's bells, she could have at least called to say where they were.

She'd looked so good. Too bad her mother couldn't have been there. Nadine had planned on it, but at the last minute she'd been called out of town to deal with a problem with a major client. If she didn't go, the company could lose the client, and they had asked for her specifically.

Laurie had inherited his Italian olive skin and dark curly hair. Angie their other daughter had gotten his wife's Germanic blonde hair and fair skin. David had taken the expected pictures of Laurie both for memory, and for Nadine. Twelve-year-old Angie was staying the night with a favorite cousin, so he was all alone in the house.

"What the hell's a guy supposed to, Frank?" he asked the black lab sitting at his feet. The dog just thumped his tail against the floor upon hearing his name.

Laurie thrust her hips up and forward to meet Cody as he shoved his prick into her. He had hold of her ass, pulling her into him, and her hands over his.

Her prom dress was draped over the chair in the corner of his brother's bedroom. (His older brother had let him use his apartment.) Her black pantyhose were over the dress. Her nipples poked high off her tight 34b boobs.

"Come on give it to me," she urged. "Stuff me with that cock. Fuck me!" Her dark bush was mingling with his.

Cody was so far gone in the moment that he only grunted as he thrust into her. He let go of one hip and reached over to grab her tit. It threw him off balance. They'd been drinking a lot of the evening as well.

Laurie bit her lip to not laugh. But she made it look like it was orgasmic bliss that was washing over her.

Laurie didn't see herself as a slut. It wasn't like she slept with every guy she dated–it was more like every other guy. But she did make the guys wait. She was also smart enough to know that if she didn't reward the guys for their patience, they'd disappear quickly, so she would allow little liberties–hands up the blouse, under the bra, hands in her pants, skirts and panties, blow jobs, hand jobs and even fingering. But when she really liked a guy she slowly brought him along teaching him how to please her, how to lick her pussy, how to finger her till she was screaming from the pending orgasm. She made him die, almost beg for her to fuck him. She'd spent months preparing Cody for this.

Cody was a good guy, and hot. She'd slowly taught him and developed him. And prom night was the culmination of it all.

Cody pushed into her again. They'd finally gotten their rhythm going and he was proving a good fuck.

"Fuck me babe! Give me that cock and cum in me."

She'd been on the pill for quite a while now, so she didn't worry about getting pregnant. And, truth be told, she loved corrupting guys. There was something wicked and fun about introducing a boy to the world of sex. It was fun showing a guy what would make her scream, and then giving him a blow job that made him beg to cum, but holding him on the edge of cumming for a long time, sometimes hours on end.

"Yeah, that's it. You're making me cum. Shoot that cum in me!" Laurie pushed toward him again, and again. She felt him stiffen and knew he was about to cum. She loved the feel of a cock jerking and squirting inside her pussy.

Cody's prick spasmed and sprayed her insides with his sperm.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" she yelled as she let her own orgasm go. She'd felt it building for a while, but wanted to hold off, to make Cody feel better as they came together.

"Unnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Was all Cody could say as he filled her.

He pushed into her twice more as he came.

Finally he was spent. Laurie had made it a night to remember. She'd blown him, made him eat her to two orgasms. And she'd spent the whole evening teasing him at the dance. He had nothing left in him after their first full session together.

Cody fell to Laurie's side. "That was amazing," he said, almost whispering. "You were amazing."

Laurie ran her fingers through his hair. She glanced around the room. Obviously a bachelor's apartment, she wondered wear the porn stash was. That was all it needed to complete the image. Her eyes fell on the clock–1: 30.

"Oh shit!" She jerked her hand out of his hair like she'd been bit.

"What?" Cody asked lazily.

"My curfew was at midnight. Daddy's gonna kill me!"

David went back into the front room, with his eighth beer in hand. He was bored, drunk and getting madder by the minute. And lonely. His wife was gone, and he'd had major plans for the evening with her after their daughter had left. He'd planned on fucking Nadine right here in the front room, in the kitchen, and hell, maybe on the front porch. She'd always been one for living dangerously.

He picked up the remote and scanned the stations, finally settling on one of the porn stations. For some reason the girl on the screen struck him as amazingly sexy.

She had medium sized tits was on her back sucking a cock while she played with her pussy. His own cock stiffened watching it. She seemed to be new. She didn't have that harsh look so many porn stars get so quickly. And she had normal sized tits. No huge fake tits.

She was taking it doggy style and sucking another guy. Another girl was laying under her, licking her clit as she took the dick up her pussy.

The annoyance of Laurie being late, the beer, the hour were taking their toll on him and he nodded off.

Laurie rolled of the bed quickly, leaving poor Cody wondering what the hell was going on. He looked at her blankly.

"He won't get that mad will he?"

"Yes, he will. He was nervous as hell already. And being late, oh fuck! I'm dead." She was fighting to get her pantyhose on, and not put a run in them. That would really tip off her dad. Fortunately there was no bra because it was a strapless dress. She pulled the pantyhose up her legs and smoothed them down, then slid the strappy sandals on her feet.

Cody was still staring at her.

"Come on!" she said with exasperation. "This really can't wait. You'll be lucky if you live the night. Move it!"

He was a bit hurt.

She moved to him and cradled his head in her hands.

"It's not that I don't want to be with you, but you have to understand, if my daddy figures out we're fucking that's the end of it. He'll lock me in a room, a cave, a castle–who knows what?–and then no more me. Get dressed and get me home."

While she waited for Cody to dress, she worked on her make-up, doing her best to get it as it had been when she'd left home that night. The hard liquor they'd been drinking didn't help matters.

Finally Cody came back, but he was in jeans and t shirt.

"Ready," he said. He nuzzled her neck and cupped her tits through her dress. Laurie couldn't help herself and giggled. Then came back to reality.

"Put the tux back on. Jeans will really give it away." Cody shuffled off and obediently redressed himself.

Finally they were on their way back to Laurie's place. She had one more shot of whiskey in the car to steady herself. She lowered the visor and did her lipstick one last time before they got home.

She glanced over at Cody sitting there beside her in his pickup. He looked lost and lonely, a little hurt because he couldn't play with her. He also had a lump the size of a potato in his pants. Laurie reached over and squeezed him gently and teasingly. Cody glanced down at her hand, the red nails on her fingers and his cock jumped of its own accord.

They were a block away from her place when she unzipped his pants and pulled out his stiff prick. She teased him by running her finger up the underside of it, along the bulging vein.

"Pull over."

Cody obeyed. She leaned down and sucked him once more. She worked him for everything she was worth, using her hands, tongue, teeth and lips to make him arch his back as he thrust his cock into her mouth. Soon he was fucking her face again, and she was smearing her fresh lipstick all over his shaft. Her hand was also playing with his balls, coaxing him to give her what was left in of his cum.

"I'm cumming," he moaned. And she felt the sperm rush up the length of his cock and felt the head expand as it expelled its load into her mouth. It jerked three times and she was certain that was it. She pulled her mouth off his prick, but kept her hand tight around the stiff shaft. He surprised her with one last squirt. The shot landed on the skirt of her dress.

"Fuck," she muttered. She looked herself over once more and decide it had landed in one of the folds of the dress and probably her dad wouldn't see it. "Let's get home now." She took another sip of booze–breath smelling of cum would seriously give it away, booze could be explained more easily. She reapplied the lipstick.

Frank's barking roused David from his half-sleep.

"What?" he asked himself, then he heard the loud muscle car out front–the one that Laurie's date had driven up in earlier in the night. He looked up at the clock. "About fuckin' time."

He had time to push himself out of the chair and rub some of the sleep from his eyes. He glanced at the t.v. and saw the skinfest on cable was still going on. He quickly grabbed the remote and turned it off.

He could hear Laurie's heels clicking on the side walk up to the house, and her and Cody talking and laughing as they walked.

Frank was now planted firmly in front of the door, barking. But he could hear Laurie's voice with an unfamiliar one and that made his barks less intense.

David walked into the kitchen and grabbed a handful of nuts, waiting for them.

Laurie's key turned in the lock, and they came in. "Oh hush, Frank," she said. The lab fell silent almost immediately, his tail wagging his butt as well when she knelt down to scratch his head.

"Where the hell have you been? It's almost 3:00. You were supposed to be home at 1:00."

"Sorry, Daddy."

"Shit girl, you could have at least called."

"I'm sorry Mr. Hollis," Cody stammered. "I should have asked if she had a curfew."

"She should have told you, but you'll live boy."

Laurie was standing now. "Daddy," she said pouting the way a little girl does when she's working her father.

David could feel himself starting to weaken. Frank was doing his usual sniffing, trying to figure out where all Laurie had been. He started licking at her dress. Laurie tried pushing him away, but he was interested in the new stuff there.

David noticed Frank's attention. "What have you found?" He walked over and knelt down and looked. He knew what it was as soon as he laid eyes on it.

He looked up at Cody, who was really oblivious to what was happening. "I think you'd better leave, boy, if you want to live. Get out."

Cody heard the cold anger in Mr. Hollis' voice and was in his car, starting up before he realized what all had happened.

David turned to his daughter. She tried to pout still.

"I'm not that dumb."

"What do you mean?"

"I know what's on your dress. And I know what guys like. How long have you been fucking him?"

"We didn't fuck." She was lying, trying to save some kind of dignity.

"Then how the hell did that cum get on your dress?"

It was the late hour, the booze, and the raging hormones in her that made her say it.

"I sucked him."

David rocked back. He was surprised to her that from his daughter. That she'd admit to giving the guy head.

"Did you fuck him?"

"No," she lied.

"You gave him a blow job?" He was having a hard time getting his head around that thought.

"Yeah, dad, I sucked his cock and swallowed his cum, except for what landed on my damn dress!" Now she was mad, and booze and late hour was making her waver on her stiletto heels.

She pushed past her dad into the living room and plopped down on the couch. She absent-mindedly picked up the remote and began to play with it. The t.v. clicked on and a blonde with fake tits was getting her pussy plowed and eating a redhead's cunt.

"A hell of a lot of room you've got to talk, watching this shit."

"It's my house and I'll do what the hell I want. Besides, I'm an adult."

David walked over to her and stood in front of her to block her view of the action on the screen. But he was responding to all of it–the porn, the thought of her sucking Cody's cock. It had to be the booze bringing down his inhibitions. He tried getting it out of his head, but now that she'd said it, it was there. He was thinking of those long fingernails around his prick.

"So am I," Laurie countered.

"No, you're not."

"I can vote in any election, I can join the army, I can do all kinds of shit. I'm a good cock-sucker. All those count as adult."

"You're too damn young to know how to suck a cock."

"That's what you think."

Before she knew what she was doing, Laurie reached out and grabbed hold of the lump in her dad's jeans and squeezed. She squeezed a second time, and watched the expression on her dad's face. He was loving it, in spite of himself.

"Wanna know a secret? I lied–he fucked me too." Laurie squeezed his cock again. Then with her free hand, she flipped up her skirt to show him her cum matted pussy against the sheer nylons.

David was dumbstruck. So was she, but neither one was going to back down now. With her other hand, she undid the zipper of his jeans, and reached in to pull his cock out. It was fully hard. The pink/purple tip was leaking pre-cum. Laurie extended her tongue and licked the pre-cum and then ran her tongue around his cock-head. He gasped from the touch of her wet tongue.

Laurie opened her mouth and sucked his cock head in.

Both of them were equally surprised when David tangled his fingers in her curly hair and forced his cock deeper in her mouth. But they both enjoyed it.

David needed the sex, and Laurie's hormones were raging from all the sex earlier in the night.

David was amazed at just how good her cock sucking was. She'd obviously been giving head for a long time. She used her tongue, running it up and down the length of his hard shaft, running it around the rim of his cockhead, she sucked at him hard and deep burying her nose in his pubic hair. Then she used her tongue on his piss hole. Her hand was wrapped around the base of his shaft, holding him tight. She teased by using her teeth, lightly, dragging them just barely along the length of his hard cock. She kept bringing him close to cumming and then slowing down and taking him away from that edge.

A spark flared momentarily in his sex engulfed brain. She was going to use this to control him. Have him eating out of the palm of her hand. He couldn't let that happen. He was the father after all. As it were.

He fought the desire to have his cock buried to the balls in her mouth, to feel those balls resting on her chin. David pulled out of her mouth, but tangled his fingers deeper in her hair. He pulled her to her feet using her hair.

"If you want to act like a slut, you're going to be treated like a slut," he growled out. With his fingers still tangled in that curly dark hair, he forced her around to the back of the sofa, and bent her over it. He kept his hand in her hand and flipped up the back of her skirt, showing her tight ass.

"Daddy, what are you doing? I'm your daughter. Don't."

"Don't 'daddy' me, slut. You're the one who started all this, sucking my cock. This is how sluts are treated–they're used for my pleasure, whenever, wherever I want. If you're going to act like a slut, this is how you're going to get treated." Pantyhose completely sheer to the waist are for their looks, not practicality, and David easily ripped out the crotch of Laurie's pantyhose.

Cody's cum was still dripping from her twat. Sloppy seconds, but who cared? She wanted to be a slut, and he needed a fuck. He took his hard prick and stuffed it up her used cunt. He loved fucking her mother, but it had been a long time since he'd been buried in a pussy as tight as this. She gasped as he plunged into her used twat.

"Daddy . . . ," Laurie began.

David slapped her ass. "Shut up slut. You're getting what you want, be fuckin' happy."

He reached up and grabbed hold of her young tits, pushing down the top of her dance gown. David's need was intense, and so he squeezed hard. Laurie gasped, initially in shock and some pain, but it quickly shifted to a moan of pleasure. He pumped her, mixing it with a varied pace–fast, slow, slow, fast, twisting a bit as he was deep in her. He was doing something of the same things she'd done to him, pushing her to the edge of cumming and then pulling her back.

She was enjoying it. She was too far gone from the booze, the tiredness, all the sex that had gone before, to fight it anymore. She let herself float on the intensity of it all.

David, pulled his dick from her and replaced it with his thumb and index finger, and used them to finger fuck her. He got them nice and coated. Then he ripped the pantyhose further, higher up her ass.

He grabbed and spread her ass cheeks.

"What are you doing, Daddy?" Laurie had dreamed of having her ass fucked, but she'd never found a guy willing to do it for her. First she felt her dad's thumb slide in her ass. "OW!" She'd never realized how tight she could be there. Then his finger went, replacing the thumb. It was still tight, but it didn't feel as bad.

But she shrieked loudly as he stuffed her virgin asshole with his cock.

"DADDY!!!" she shrieked.

He was better than the boys, and the taboo of it made her hornier. Her dad began an even slow rhythm as he fucked her, and soon she was matching, shoving her hips back to meet him as he thrust forward. Her unfucked asshole was incredibly tight.

"Like it slut? Like being treated like the slut and tramp you are?" He slapped her ass hard again.

Laurie moaned. David reached up and grabbed her tits and squeezed again. She slipped a hand between her leg and began rubbing her clit as he fucked. He had a firm hold on her boobs, squeezing hard, rubbing his calloused palms against her erect nipples, squeezing her to the point of digging his fingers into her young tits.

"Sluts like being fucked up the ass, so get used to it." As he plowed her asshole, her finger speed on her clit increased. Her moans of protest slowly shifted to moans and groans of pleasure. He let go of her boobs and slapped her ass hard three times.

He could feel her moving closer to her orgasm, and her blow job and his own horniness already had him close to the edge.

She yelled, "Fuck me daddy!!!" as her orgasm overtook her.

He felt the spasms in her pussy and those sent him over the edge. He began to shoot his own cum into her ass as she came. He felt his cock swell and jerk inside. He felt it spray inside her ass with his hot cum. David reached up and grabbed a handful of that curly hair and pulled her head back and hissed in her ear, "This is how sluts and tramps get used. Love it." With his other hand, he slapped her tight teen ass again.