1. Valentine's Candy: Open Wide


    Date: 12/31/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Extreme, Hardcore, Incest, Spanking, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 82.1, Source: sexstories.com

    me on my sweater, then stuck his tongue down my throat and grabbed my...tit. I pushed him away and ran out, crying." "That sucks." "No, he just jammed the tongue in there, no sucking." He looked at her, saw the twinkle in her eye. They both laughed. "How about your second kiss, was it better?" She was quiet, then whispered, "I don't know." "What do you mean?" "I...haven't had a second kiss yet. I'm kinda scared after the last one." "Would you like to?" He stopped their slow stroll through the maze. He said it as though casually curious, not at all making a personal offer, looking not at her but at a bench placed to take advantage of a particularly pleasant view, then beckoned her with a flourish to a seat. She sat. "Would I like to have a second kiss? Not if they're all like the first one." she gazed into the distance. He sat beside her, studying her face as she stared off. "I guess what I'd really like is a new first kiss. A nice one." "You know, just because Professor Perv stuck his tongue in your mouth doesn't make it your first kiss. Did you kiss him?" She shook her head, still looking out over the immaculate landscape. She thought how her father had become manic about it since the accident that left him widowed and limping. "I think I kinda wanted to. But then he grabbed me like that and I ran." "Well, there's the simple solution: you didn't kiss him. Ergo that was officially not your first kiss. That was easy." He turned his gaze out over the view, stretched his legs ...
    out before crossing his ankles and reclined with his fingers entwined behind his head: a job well done. Finally, she turned to look at him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her fine straight blond hair swing around to frame her face. "I like that idea. Thank you." When he turned back to her, her eyes were bright. Once she was sure she had his attention, she pouted, her lower lip stuck out in the way that always got what she wanted from Daddy. "What?" He had no choice but to ask when the beautiful, charming girl gave him that look. The look demanded the recipient at least attempt to fix anything for her. "Now I've never even been kissed." "Would you like to?" He repeated his earlier question, though the meaning had changed. She blushed bright red, realizing what he was asking. She found herself unable to answer, except for the unconscious parting of her soft lips. Valentine leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers, holding the contact briefly. The sensation on her lips was so tender, she didn't tense up at all. She felt a sense of loss when he pulled back, but that vanished when he renewed the kiss, catching her full upper lip between both of his. She made a soft cooing sound before pressing toward him, kissing him back. Knowing her past experience, he only brushed the soft tip of his tongue along the lower edge of her luscious upper lip, tracing the perfect Cupid's bow line. Her cooing became noticeably louder, then she giggled. He withdrew from the kiss, but stayed ...