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Introduction: If you haven’t read Part 1 of “The Chronicles of Cordelia”, or its modern update, “The Converse Chronicles”, then you might be a little lost, but this story can stand on its own, with a little imagination on your part.
Angela Converse – Paul’s 18 year old step-daughter and Cordelia’s best friend. Angela is just days younger than Cordelia and is an almost dead ringer for Cobie Smulders from the “Avengers” movies as Agent Maria Hill.
(A week after the events of Chapter 1)
Angela slowly opened the door to the master bedroom. Her mother and step-father’s king size bed took up the majority of the modest master suite of the house. Laying naked and asleep upon the bed is Paul Converse, Angela’s 40 year old step-father. With light, airy steps Angela makes her way to her step-father’s bedside.
“Paul, are you awake? It’s me, Angela. We need to talk and…” Angela didn’t know what she was going to say there, but she knew exactly what she wanted.
“You’ve been a part of my life for as long as I can remember and there’s something I just have to tell you, now that I’m all grown up and a woman.”
Paul shook off the immediate effects of being woken up and stared at his lovely step-daughter with a confused look on his rugged face but quickly pulling a sheet up over his lower half as he rolled over to face her.
“And you’ve watched me grow up… I know you’ve watched closely, Daddy. Don’t deny it, I know it’s true.” Angela’s eyes bored in on her father’s face as she could see a flush rising in his cheeks and he opened his mouth to protest.
She gave him no opportunity to, “I’m not the only you’ve watched, either. You’ve had it bad for my best friend Cordelia for years, haven’t you? It’s OK, Daddy… you can tell me. She and I share EVERYTHING.”
Finally the seriousness of the situation struck Paul, and his blue-green eyes flashed in the dark twilight, his eyebrow cocked in an irritated, unspoken question.
“Mmmmm… yes, even that. Especially that. Daddy… that was so NAUGHTY of you to kidnap her from my bed like that. What if I had woke up and no one was there to eat my pussy like she does so well?”
At that, Angela laughs at the shocked look on her step-father’s face.
“Oh, Daddy… you didn’t know I was bi? That’s so cute. I bet mommy isn’t bi, is she? She’s so old fashioned and BORING, isn’t she? I almost never talk to her anymore, it’s just hopeless. She doesn’t understand me at all, and I think it’d upset her too much to know the truth about her daughter.”
At the mention of his step-daughter and her best friend entwined together, Paul’s dick began to rise of its own accord.
“I know mommy doesn’t do it for you anymore, does she? I bet she just lays there and takes it like a lump, doesn’t she? She doesn’t have these firm, perky tits like I do, does she? Hers are all saggy and she has to wear a bra to make them look good. See mine, Daddy?”
With that, Angela whipped off the ‘Hello Kitty’ t-shirt she wore, revealing her supple, firm young breasts and the pencil-eraser nipples she clearly inheirited from her mother, bahis firmaları standing firm in the cool night air of the bedroom.
“No bra needed, ever! And my nipples are very, VERY sensitive. See how hard they are in the cool night air, Daddy? And she doesn’t have these long, supple legs anymore either, does she? She’s got all wrinkles and fat and veins and… ugh! Look at my legs Daddy!”
Without missing a beat Angela drops the pajama pants she was wearing, revealing her smooth, tanned legs and nothing but a tiny pair of lace underwear covering her pussy… and a dark spot already formed in the middle of the fabric.
“See, Daddy? So smooth and soft and perfect to the touch. I just love running my hands over my body, and down my legs… and back up my inner thighs to my pussy. Speaking of pussies… you two never fuck anymore, do you?”
At that Paul began to protest, this was too much, too fast…
“Don’t lie, Daddy… I can hear you when you’re fucking her. You know my bedroom is right above yours. I used to hear you two going at it all the time… but I never told. I didn’t want you to be quieter. I would touch myself… down there… the whole time you were doing it. Wishing it was me that your thick, heavy Daddy cock was sliding into.”
Paul’s mouth has dropped open, his eyes darting all over his step-daughter’s body and the room around them… feeling trapped.
“Oh, does that surprise you Daddy? It shouldn’t… I’ve been watching you as I grew up, too. You’re so tall, and handsome, and strong. Your blue-green eyes are mesmerizing, and your wavy brown hair is so soft and wonderful to run my fingers through. I know you don’t have the body you had when you were in the military, you’ve been hurt from the injuries you suffered in the service and it’s taken its toll on your workouts. But you keep at it, Daddy… I see you out there in the garage every day on your elliptical, pushing yourself through the pain.”
At that, a dozen little aches and pains flared unbidden in Paul’s mind, but were quickly silenced again as his attention was drawn back to his step-daughter’s relentless verbal and psychological assault.
“So many times I’ve wanted to go out there to you, to rub your aching muscles and towel down your body… but I know I couldn’t, not back then. I had to wait until I was old enough so you wouldn’t get into trouble. Now? Now I want to look into those eyes and run my hands through your hair as you lay down on top of me and make me your woman, Daddy. I want you to fill me up with that hot, thick cum you’ve been wasting on mommy and fill my tiny eighteen year old pussy until it overflows with it.”
At the mention of his fucking Angela, Paul’s dick twitched violently beneath the sheet.
“Daddy… do you have an erection from your baby girl talking all dirty to you? Mmmm… you do, don’t you? That’s why you’re squirming so much. Let me help you with that…”
Angela quickly snatched the sheet away from Paul’s loins, revealing his fully erect 7 1/2 inches throbbing and swaying in the night air.
“Oh my god, Daddy… you’re SO much thicker than the boys at school! Those teenage boys kaçak iddaa couldn’t last 2 minutes inside me, but I bet that big fucking tool will make me cum again and again before it fills me up, won’t it Daddy?”
Angela pushes her step-father down onto his back and climbed over him into her mother’s side of the bed. With little actual effort, Paul vocalized a meager protest…
“You lay right there and hush, Daddy. Mommy won’t be back all weekend, you know she’s out of town with her family… so there’s nobody to interrupt us. Not even Cordelia…” Angela chuckled wickedly.
Angela tries to wrap her tiny rosebud mouth around the head of Paul’s dick without much success.
“Oh Daddy, I can’t even get the whole thing in my mouth… I guess I’ll just have to do the best I can, licking and sucking this fat, swollen, purple crown. I will suck your balls into my mouth while I jack off the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in my life.”
Angela showed she was far more skilled than her tiny friend at handling a cock, even though she couldn’t do much more with it than lick and tug it.
“Mmmmm, Daddy… my little pussy is dripping wet from thinking about having this giant beast inside me. Do you think it will fit in *here*?”
Angela quickly hopped off the bed and stood to her full 5’8″ height and slid her panties off.
“Or how about here, Daddy?” As she turns around and bends over, opening up her tiny asshole to him. “I guess we’ll just have to see, won’t we then?”
Before Paul could register this new turn of events, Angela slid back onto the bed and pressed herself down atop Paul’s body. She slides her body up and down over his aching erection, pushing it flat with her belly and then squirming back down and letting the head and shaft slide over her soaking wet hole.
“Oh, Daddy… I love rubbing your massive head against my delicate clit, it sends shivers throughout my entire body. I’ve got it all covered in my juice now Daddy… I think I’m ready to try and fit it inside me.”
She sits up and slowly pushes his engorged head in between her wet lips, gasping…
“Daddy… Daddy… oh shit, Daddy… I’ve never been stretched out like this before. Not even when Cordelia used her favorite toy on me, it wasn’t like this… your cock is so hot and throbbing inside of me, Daddy… I can feel the blood pulsing inside it, every single twitch you make is driving lightning bolts through my pussy… oh, Daddy…”
Finally pushing herself all the way down on him, Angela leans back and grips her step-father’s shins.
“Mmmm, Daddy… it’s all the way in. Can you feel your thick head pushing against my cervix? I bet you could fuck me all the way into my uterus, Daddy… but not right now. Right now, I’m going to slide up and down your giant fuckstick and get myself off again and again and again.”
She begins riding his cock, leaning forward again so she has a free hand to rub her clit furiously. Paul’s hands go to pinch and pull her taut, engorged nipples as she slides up and down on him over and over again.
“Oh god, Daddy… I’m cumming, I’m cumming on your big Daddy cock buried inside your baby girl’s kaçak bahis teenage pussy. I’ve never cum like this before… it just keeps happening, wave after wave crashing through my body, Daddy.”
Angela shudders through orgasm after orgasm, for minutes on end. Finally, with her eyes glazed over and her breath coming in spurts, she cries out, “Daddy… get on top of me. Ram your Daddy dick into your little girl and make her yours forever. Do it Daddy… I can take anything you can dish out, and even if I can’t, I won’t stop you. I want you to cum inside me, Daddy. I want to watch your face as all those years of pent up lust comes flowing out of your swollen cock head and floods me, Daddy.”
Paul grunts his agreement and quickly rolls Angela over onto her mother’s half of the bed. After a moment’s hesitation, he reaches for the bedside drawer, but Angela’s hand stops him.
“No, Daddy, I won’t get pregnant, I’ve been on the pill for years. You won’t ever have to put in my ass like you did to Cordelia just to avoid a baby. Of course, she’s on the pill too…”
Paul’s look became one of consternation.
“Oops! I wasn’t supposed to tell you she was just playing along with your little game, was I? She knew what you wanted… she knew what you were going to do… she’s been waiting for it, too. It just sucks that she’s a couple of days older than me, she got to have you first because she turned 18 before I did.”
“Now Daddy, stop talking and start fucking! Yes, oh god yes… those deep, slow thrusts Daddy. Just like that. Feel every inch of my tight little pussy gripping your dick as it slides in and out of me, over and over. Oh, Daddy… please, please cum in me… I need to feel it, I need to see it on your face.”
Paul raised up over his daughter, sliding in and out of her with her ankles gripped behind his ears.
“That’s it… yes… Yes… YES!! Oh Daddy, there’s so much, it’s going everywhere… I love it! Mmmmm, your face… Daddy, are those tears?”
Paul couldn’t hold back the emotions… everything his step-daughter had said the whole evening was true. He had wanted her from the moment she first began to blossom into womanhood. It was a sick, wrong feeling he knew, wanting to be with the little girl who was all but a real daughter to him, so he fought down that feeling for so long. His marriage to Deanna suffered for his lingering thoughts of other women, including the always flirtatious Cordelia. Now he knew this was their plan all along. And he couldn’t even be mad, because he knew, in his heart, he had wanted it too.
“Angela, I love you so much. I can’t believe all this is happening. You, Cordelia… I… I’m so confused, though. Despite everything, I still love your mother deeply and I don’t want to hurt her OR you.”
At the mention of her mother, Angela’s beautiful face darkened, but she quickly composed herself.
“Oh, Daddy… I love you, too. I’ll always love you. I’ll never leave you, no matter what. And, since Cordelia and I are going to stay together forever, I guess you’ll just have to deal with both of us wanting to be fucked by our big, sexy Daddy.”
Angela wasn’t about to let this night of conquest turn to one of regrets, so she steered Paul’s thoughts and attention back to the present. She’d just have to find a way to deal with her mother later.
*to be continued in Chapter 3*
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