Good Girl Pt. 01

"Baby, I'm going to fucking cum."

Allanah felt nervous and unsure what to do. She knew the wrong thing to do was to stop. To stop would be depriving Dan. She knew what she should do but would she do it?

As his breathing became gasps, she felt the first of the cum shoot out. It landed onto her hand and in that moment she knew it was being wasted.

Allanah opened her mouth and wrapped it around the head of Dan's cock. She could feel his cum shoot into the back of her throat. What's more she could also feel his hips trying to thrust further into her mouth. Dan wanted to feel her entire mouth around his cock. Allanah swallowed all that Dan had to give her.

"Fuck. You were so good." Dan kissed Allanah and put his pants back on. "I've got to go back to my room."

"No—Can't you stay?"

"Baby, what if your Mom or Dad catches us?"

"But—I know—"

"—It's just not a good idea. Goodnight."

Dan walked back to his bedroom with a smile on his face. The drunken stupor had yet to wear off. But in the sober part of his brain, that he would wake up to, there was a knowing that what he had done was very, very wrong. Whether that would make a difference depended on what kind of person he wanted to be.

Allanah could still taste his cum. There was a feeling she had the last while... An emptiness that she could never explain. It had been filled while Dan was humping her. Now that he was gone the emptiness returned. She was certain of one thing: Dan was capable of filling that emptiness. What was missing? Was it his dick inside her?

What could it possibly be?

*****

A smile sits beneath Dan's flat face. He's hiding a giddy feeling that he's gotten away with something. If he can just hold it in long enough he won't have to suffer the consequences. If he does the right thing this could be a one time thing to never happen again. Dan isn't sure if he wants it to be a one time thing.

Before leaving Sam invites Dan to dinner that same night. He tries to decline but Sam insists. Dan, the polite man that he is, is forced to accept.

It isn't that Dan doesn't want to come. In fact he'd like to come once or twice inside of Allanah. He'd like to come inside of Sam. He knows this and is trying to avoid the feeling that follows depravity.

After a day of work he returns to the dinner table and the entire family chats about their day. The family sits around a rectangular table. Dan and Jeffrey sit across the way from each other. The longest distance of the table. Sam and Allanah are on the long ends. Dan fits right in. Why wouldn't he? Isn't it a fact that he's closer to Allanah today than he's ever been before? He can't admit it but it's true.

Wine flows and Dan tells Sam that this is the best beef stroganoff that he's ever had. Sam has been using the same recipe for the last ten years but she smiles every time Dan compliments her cooking. Jeffrey agrees and they laugh about Sam's book club. One of the members is a pretentious know it all. Sam can't stand her and wishes she would get run over by a truck. None of them can tell if it's funny because of the wine or something else but that doesn't stop their laughter.

Allanah is laughing too though she isn't entirely sure she gets the joke. But if she didn't laugh she would feel left out so she makes the same noise that everybody else makes.

Through the night Dan can't help but steal looks at Allanah. He hopes they don't seem any different than the look he's given her every night of her life. He's smiling longer and watching to see if she's smiling at his jokes in specific. When she does there's a feeling in his gut that he can't ignore.

Allanah is watching Dan too. She knows that he's watching her. He's been looking at her breasts. She chose to wear her favorite push up bra for him. Her shirt fits tighter than the rest in her closet. If her mom noticed she hasn't said anything. Perhaps Sam thinks that Allanah is trying to impress a boy at college and not "Uncle" Dan.

In the middle of the joy that is friends and family Allanah sends Dan a text.

"I'm not wearing any panties."

His eyes go wide and his throat constricts. His eyes lock on her.

"Are you okay?" It's Sam.

"Fine. I remembered something important I have to do when I get home."

"Do you have to go now?"

"It's not that important."

"Oh good."

Dan responded to Allanah's text when he thinks nobody is looking.

"What am I supposed to take off you?"

The message was simple but there was a hesitation before hitting send. The second long lag time opens an opportunity for Sam to turn around and watch Dan hit send. For Allanah's phone to light up. She doesn't think anything of it. Why would she?

Dan had been in their lives so long that it didn't strike her as strange that Allanah and him might talk from time to time. That they might share an inside joke that the rest of the table wouldn't understand. But there was something in the way Dan avoided eye contact after hitting send. Something in the way Allanah pursed her lips and smiled as she read the message. Was Sam reading too much into nothing? She couldn't be sure but it felt wrong. Not that a feeling was enough to go from. She could ask to see Dan's phone but the cost would be his trust. Is Sam willing to give up a friendship for something potentially benign?

A text awaited Dan when he got into bed that night. A mirror picture of Allanah without any panties on. Her butt on full display for Dan to enjoy. The picture brought him back to when she first dropped the towel in front of him. To that feeling of taboo. Knowing that he should stop things now. Stop it before it went too far. But it had already gone too far hadn't it?

He had already breached the trust that the family had given him and now Allanah wanted to push it further. There remained a question of whose trust he had breached because Allanah not only trusted Dan... She wanted to trust him ever more with her body. She wanted to confide in him and make him feel good. Could that be such a bad thing. Was there any to reconcile the guilt other than to ignore it?

The picture was something beautiful.

Her smooth ass called to him. Longed for his hands to grab it but Dan knew what he had to do. He had to put a stop to things before they went any further.

"We can't do this anymore." Read the text to Allanah.

"We can't?" She responded with a picture of a pouting face and her cleavage lifted up towards the camera.

Dan didn't respond.

The next few weeks were a mine trap of desperate reaches from Allanah. It started with her blatantly kissing Dan as soon as he walked into the door on beer night. He pushed her away and rushed to her Father's side.

The second beer night Dan sat alone for an entire minute while Jeffrey used the bathroom. Allanah took the opportunity to come talk to Dan. She tried to sit on his lap but he pushed her off. She ran her hand down his leg and he instinctively kicked her away.

Every step she would make to turn him on seemed to fail.

There was the BBQ that her Father hosted. Family and friends had come to the house and enjoyed the pool in the backyard.

Dan sat in the door frame of the door to the backyard. He was talking to Allanah's Grandfather about the political maneuvering required of the United States if it wanted to remain a world power in the face of constricting energy supplies from abroad.

Allanah came out of her room wearing a red bikini that hugged her all around. It was most apparent that her ass was a spectacle to behold. Dan wasn't the only one having to avoid looking but he was certainly the one with the most to lose.

The moment came in the middle of his conversation. Allanah walked between Grandpa and Dan. She turned to her grandfather and asked him if he wanted any more food. All the while Allanah pushed her ass into Dan.

She smiled to herself when she felt his dick perk up at her touch. He still wants me, she thought to herself. It was something she already knew. Dan was playing a game. He wanted to make a show of declining her. Of denying his base instincts so that when he gave in he wouldn't have to feel bad. He could justify how he had done everything he should have done right and that it was the young, twenty four year old girl that had broken him. It was a moral failing on his part. It was her fault for being a slut. Allanah had to admit that she loved that. That she could even break down a man. Sure she could have a relationship with some boy her age but they were desperate to be with her. Dan was desperate to stay away and still he couldn't. The urge inside him was greater than the fear of consequence. It was this allure that made him the perfect target. The perfect surrogate for her sexual angst.

She pushed further back and from across the way Sam could see Dan pushing back against her. In front of everybody he was dry humping her daughter... But Sam was the only one who truly noticed. It was a short interaction. No more than five seconds but it was enough. She still had to consider how she would deal with the situation. Had she seen what she thought she saw? Was it really Dan that had dry humped her daughter? Or had Allanah pushed herself onto him because he was an older man. Sam knew that girls at her age were as horny as older women. They wanted to have sex and if they found a man they liked they would do nearly anything to get it.

The events were starting to stack up. From the texts... To the potential dry humping in front of family and friends... Sam thought that she just needed one more big sign before she acted. One more indication that something might be wrong and if it was she would ask Allanah. They had a good relationship. They talked about their problems in open and candid ways. If anything was happening Allanah would tell her... right?

It was after the BBQ that Allanah began to feel more desperate. It had been an entire month so she had kissed Dan. In that month she had fantasized about his dick inside of her wet pussy. She had to see him again. The strain of her youthful horniness was becoming too much to bear.

The first step of escalation was increased nude pictures. She started taking one every day for Dan. They were simple enough to begin with. She sent pictures of herself in cute outfits. Tops that highlighted her breasts. Pictures of herself in the legging she had bought that just perfectly showed off her ass.

It was read receipt after read receipt and Allanah couldn't be sure that Dan was even keeping the pictures. Still, she sent them day after day with the devotion of a Catholic Priest.

Each day the pictures would get more and more erotic.

After the cute outfits she made lists of which articles of clothing she would lose over the coming weeks. Each week would be a different article. Her job was to be as creative as possible. To make the most out of a week's worth of content. She didn't want Dan to get bored. She had to prolong the inevitable. Make him get hard everyday until he couldn't ignore his lust for her. until his cock spoke before his brain. Allanah thought that with men it must be a lot easier to turn them with the promise of sex. Isn't that, after all, what every man really wants? To be inside of a girl's pussy? It's the impression that Allanah had gotten from the porn she watched online.

Through all this Dan was growing ever more delirious. Even more confused by his situation.

From the very first time Allanah texted him that she wasn't wearing panties at dinner he felt a pit drop in his stomach. Allanah wouldn't give up because she didn't just want to fuck. She wanted Dan to make her his girlfriend. She seemed to not understand the dilemma created by their long term relationship. Not only between them but with her family. Doing so would alienate them from everybody but mostly him.

After that dinner the nude images began to roll in in blocks. Each week she would take off a new article of clothing until two months later she was entirely naked. Her ass in full view for him to enjoy. At first he would immediately delete the picture but with each successive week he found it harder to do so. He found his eyes wandering for longer periods of time. until one day he found himself with his dick out and his pants around his Ankles.

The picture that had finally brought him over was a picture of Allanah's freshly shaved pussy. He could see her pussy, her tits, and her beautiful face. He stood over the toilet with his phone in hand and jerked until he was drained of cum. He didn't respond and once he was done he deleted the picture just like any other but even he had to admit that this was a loss.

It all became worse when at a family BBQ Allanah pushed her ass back into Dan. His dick had come alive and in the same moment he flashed back to the day she dropped the towel. He had imagined himself in that exact position a few months before. He had wanted this... but not like this. He looked around frantically hoping nobody could see as he pushed back against her. It took everything in him to pull away. He still wasn't sure if he had done it fast enough.

Allanah had turned towards him with a smug smile. She knew the truth. Dan couldn't resist her.

It was with that that he gave in. With that final push... With the nudes of her beautiful pussy... That Dan finally replied to her text.

"Come over this Friday."

"What do I tell mom & dad?"

"Figure it out."

The week was filled with apprehension for Dan. Every day at work became more and more distracted. He tried to focus on his work but ultimately got caught up in the anticipation. What would he do? What could he do? Would he go too far?

What were the consequences of the night that was about to transpire? Is it possible that Dan could pull this off and never face any consequences? Could he and Allanah continue their sex filled consequence free existence? Or was a calling card waiting for him after that night. He resolved that the only way to avoid any real consequence was to stick to one hard and fast rule: He would not fuck her.

It was a simple rule. As long as his penis did not enter her vagina then they could do anything else with impunity. What could anybody say other than that they may have gotten too close? To Dan it seemed like the perfect solution. If anybody asked he wouldn't have to lie. They didn't have sex... He would just neglect to mention that they had done nearly everything else.

"Mom, I'm going over to Nancy's house! See ya!"

Allanah walked out the door with her backpack filled up with all the essentials. She had brought condoms... She wasn't sure that she would need them. But she knew that she wanted to need them. It was sweet really. Sam had bought Allanah the condoms in case she got into a situation with a boy. She wondered if her Mother had ever considered that she might use them with their lovely next door neighbor. Another thought crossed Allanah's mind... Had her Mother ever fantasized about Dan? He was a good looking man. He kept his hair shaved but aside from that he maintained his body and clothing well. He was thoughtful and a gentleman in the majority of cases. Even when he was drunk he never went as far as Jeffrey did.

It wasn't that Jeffrey was a bad drunk... It was just that he drank every day regardless of the occasion. His nights often ended in drunken stupors and he would, on occasion, go on sprees of verbal abused against Sam or Allanah. Sam always defended Allanah but it was never enough. He would swear off drinking and come beer night he would do it all over again. Sam would tell you that he wasn't bad... He was just sometimes mean because of the beer. Could she blame the alcohol for what he said? Or was it who he was as a person? Sam and Allanah both had begun to think it didn't matter.

Was that why young Allanah had begun to reach out towards Dan? Did she see in him a more stable and kind paternal figure? The issue arose that she felt this all in tangent with her growing adulthood. Fresh out of college she was looking to create an identity of her own that didn't involve being a student. This was a growing reality that she existed as a sexual being outside of her youth.

It was that youth, and perhaps that foolishness, that led her into Nancy's car. That led her to explain that tonight wouldn't be about them. It would be about her firsts sexual escapade. Allanah neglected to mention that it would be with her older neighbor. Neglected to mention she wanted him to fill her to the brim with his cum. Neglected to mention that he almost already had.

The ride over to the mall was a long one. The two girls talked about what sex might feel like... What masturbation felt like... Nancy was trying to hide how turned on she was by the drama of it all. The possibility that soon Allanah would no longer be a virgin. She was enraptured by the story of how the boy had sneaked in and begun to dry hump Allanah. The way he grabbed her throat and made her feel whole. That was a feeling Nancy was missing from her life as well. A feeling of wholeness. Existing for more than just the next day. Would she find that in sex?

Allanah got out of the car and before she knew it Dan grabbed her from behind. Nancy looked out, confused, was this the guy? He looked older... A bit familiar. Had Nancy seen him somewhere or was she imagining things?

Nancy stayed put until Allanah waved for her to go away. *This must be the guy*, she thought to herself.

The drive home for Nancy was conflicted. She knew she shouldn't be attracted to older men but if Allanah was with one... How bad could it be? Could Nancy find a man like that for herself? Or was it unlikely? There was also the notion that Allanah was about to *be* fucked *and* get fucked. It was something Nancy wanted but had yet admitted to herself. Her mind drifted towards Allanah. Without knowing it her hand had drifted towards her her pussy. She was turned on and disappointed that she couldn't be the one getting fucked. Not today anyway... Maybe there was tomorrow. A new day would bring new opportunity.

It wasn't like Nancy wasn't attractive... In fact she was very attractive. Her body existed in perfect proportions. A slim hourglass figure. Pale white skin. Plump lips. When she wore a dress her curves were outline. And her tits and ass were the size of perfection. When she wore a swimsuit her ass bounced when she moved. The envy of every girl in the vicinity. In fact, she could have had any boy at university. If she had wanted them but none of them had scratched the itch. A multitude had tried but she rejected them all. She had never thought particularly hard about why. To her it hadn't mattered... Mr. Right would come along on his own. It was destiny. Destiny was something that Nancy believed defined all our lives... Even if thus far it had failed her. That's the thing with destiny, Nancy would say, it doesn't care what you think. You'll have to keep waiting until it decides you're ready... From there nothing else matters.

Dan and Allanah were giddy in the car. A latent energy hung heavy and it landed with little grace. Allanah's leg was bouncing up and down. While Dan gripped the steering wheel with pale white knuckles.

Dan had hugged Allanah from behind to surprise her. She had squealed and turned around to face him. An instant smile showed on her face. That made the moment real. That meant Dan couldn't back out anymore. The weeks of incessance... The continuous campaign from the young girl to bring him to her had worked and he had yet to admit to himself what he was about to do. Had yet decided what he would do. To call Dan a coward would be disingenuous but to call him brave would also be incorrect.

"I'm excited for this." Dan said.

"You haven't replied to any of my messages."

Dan sighed, "I couldn't."

"Took your breathe away?"

"Did a lot of things."