Jill's Corner

Jim put the diary back in the lockbox and went downstairs to see who had come into the house. He found Sarah in the kitchen with two friends.

“Hi Daddy. This is Jill and Susan. We’re going to work on our skit for the school pep rally.”

Jill was five foot four with brown hair, brown eyes, nice tits and a tight ass. According to Sarah’s diary, she was also the school slut. Susan was a few inches taller with blond hair and blue eyes. She had a cute innocent face, but Jim knew from the diary that those lips had been wrapped around the cock of a boy named Bill and she had swallowed his cum.

“Pleased to meet you girls. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Not too much, I hope,” Jill said playfully, batting her eyes at him.

“Only good things,” Jim replied. “Why don’t you girls practice your skit in the rec room. I have some work to do in my study ”

As they walked away, Jill looked back at Jim, biting her lower lip suggestively. His eyes wandered down to the contours of her shapely ass outlined against the gray spandex shorts she wore. She gave it an extra wiggle, clearly flirting with him. Jim went to his study but couldn't concentrate on work. He opened a porn site instead. 

While Jim was watching porn, Susan was trying to get the girls organized.

“Okay, we need to find a good ending for the skit. Does anyone have an idea?”

I have one,” Jill said. “Rather than work on the skit, why don’t we play with our pussies? I’ve got a vibrator in my purse. Even better, maybe Sarah’s dad can do us. You never told me what a hunk he is. I bet he’s got a really nice cock.”

Sarah’s face turned red. 

“Behave yourself, Jill,” Susan said, “And don’t embarrass Sarah like that, even if you are joking.”

“Well I’m not joking about being horny. You two work on the skit. I’m going somewhere to masturbate.”

Jill got up and walked down the hall. She passed Jim’s office and saw him sitting behind the computer.

“Hi Mr. Miller. What are you looking at? Anything interesting?”

Jim quickly shut the browser showing a porn star with one cock up her ass and another in her pussy.

“Oh, hi Jill. I’m just surfing the web.”

“Did you know that I have my own website? Would you like to see it?”

Jim had a feeling things were about to get interesting. 

“Sure. Come on in and show me.”

Jim pushed his chair back to make room for Jill. She bent over the computer with her ass right in his face. Her gray spandex shorts were stretched tightly around two perfect spheres and wedged into the crack between them. Jill clicked a few buttons and hit return. She looked over her shoulder. 

“Just a sec, Mr. Miller. It’s loading.”

A porn site popped up on the screen. A busty blond looked into the camera with a cock in her hand and cum dripping from her lips and chin. 

“Oopsy. I must have hit the wrong button. She doesn’t look anything like me, does she, Mr. Miller? Oh, there, that’s better.”

A large picture of Jill’s smiling face in a cheerleader’s uniform popped up on the screen. The site was titled ‘Jill’s Corner.’ Several buttons to other links surrounded the picture.

“Is that a video cam on the monitor? I’ll show you how my site works.”

Jill clicked a few buttons. The screen blinked. A window opened in the middle of the page, showing her face and Jim sitting in the chair behind her.

"Anyone who has logged onto my site can see us now.”

Jill sat down on Jim’s knee. She clicked another button to open the audio feed.

“Hi all my fans out there. It’s me, Jill, with Mr. Miller. You don’t know him but he’s the father of my friend Sarah. We’re in his study. I was about to show him some pictures from my photo album.”

Jill clicked. The monitor filled with a photo of her in her cheerleader skirt and nothing else. Her hands were on her hips, holding two pom-poms. Her full tits hung majestically from her chest. Large, swollen brown nipples pointed slightly upward.

“Oops. That one’s a little naughty, isn’t it, Mr. Miller?”

She clicked and another picture filled the screen. She was still topless, but now the hem of her cheerleader skirt was raised exposing her shaved pussy which puffed out from between her legs like a ripe peach. Pink folds peeked out from the gash down the middle. 

“Uh oh, that one’s even naughtier.”

Jill slid back in Jim’s lap. Her ass wiggled against his already hard cock. Jill clicked a button and they were looking at the video feed again.

“Look, I’ve already got a message from one of my fans. It says, show us your tits. What do you think, Mr. Miller? Should I?”

Jill didn’t wait for an answer. She pulled off her top. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her free hanging beauties appeared on the screen. Jill continued gyrating her ass against Jim’s swollen member.

“Mr. Miller, I can feel something big and hard pressing against my bottom. Are you getting excited?”

She took his hands from the armrest and guided them to the soft flesh of her naked tits. He didn’t need any further encouragement. His fingers kneaded her warm melons and tweaked the swollen nipples.

“Ooohhh, Mr. Miller. You’re making me all wet between the legs. Here, feel how wet I am.”

Jill grabbed one of Jim’s hands and shoved it into her shorts. She wasn’t wearing panties. Two fingers slid through the moist folds and plunged into her overheated pussy. Jill squirmed against him, biting her lip and staring into the camera.

“Oh yes, Mr. Miller, fuck me with your fingers.”

Jim’s hand could be seen moving furiously inside her gray spandex shorts as he pumped two fingers in and out of her cunt. Jill arched her back and squirmed against him, gasping and moaning. Jim’s thumb rubbed her clit. Her pussy clenched and released a flood of girl cum that soaked through the crotch.

“Wow,” Jill gasped. “Look what you made me do, Mr. Miller. You made me gush into my shorts. I better take them off before they get soaked.”

Jill leaned back against Jim and lifted her legs, slipping down her shorts and pulling them off her feet. She spread her thighs and used her fingers to pull open her folds. Beads of cunt juice speckled the pink petals. More had trickled down her crack and over her nut brown asshole. She rubbed her fingers through the sticky mess and held them in front of the camera.

“See how wet I am? It means my pussy needs something in it, something big and hard. I bet Mr. Miller can help.”

Jill stood and turned to face Jim, letting his eyes drink in her perfect body. She bent at the waist to unbuckle his pants. On the monitor her customers had a perfect view of Jill’s ass cheeks and her juicy pussy hanging between her thighs. Jill’s tight asshole peeked out from between her creamy cheeks. She pulled Jim’s swollen cock from his pants and wrapped her fingers around it.

"Wow, Mr. Miller. It’s so big. Let’s show our viewers.”

Jill moved around to the side of the chair. Jim’s cock appeared on the monitor. She wrapped her hand around it and looked at the camera.

“Who wants to see me put it in my mouth?”

A series of thumbs up pings showed on the screen. Jill leaned over and swirled her tongue around the tip, then slid her lips down his shaft, looking directly at the camera. Her head bobbed up and down as she fucked him with her mouth. She went faster and faster. He bounced against her throat, making her gag and choke. Spit poured from her lips and drooled down his shaft.

“Your cock feels so good in my mouth, Mr. Miller,” Jill said, wiping a strand of spit from her lips. “Let’s see if I can get it all the way down my throat.”

She slid her lips down his length until the knob pressed against the opening to her throat. She pushed out her tongue and felt him slide past her gag point. The last inch disappeared into her mouth. She kept her eyes focused on the camera and licked his balls with his cock buried deep in her throat. She finally pulled off him, spit drooling from her lips.

“I know my fans would love to see you squirt cum all over my face, but right now I have a terrible itch between my legs that needs something big and hard to scratch it.”

Jill stood and straddled Jim’s lap, facing the camera. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and rubbed it back and forth through her folds and over her clit, his knob glistening with juices seeping out of her pussy. She sank down on his cock, slowly impaling herself. On the screen, Jim could see her puffy little peach split open to accommodate his girth as he plunged deeper and deeper into her tight cunt.

Back in the rec room, Sarah looked at her watch.

“Jill’s been gone a long time. Maybe we should check on her.”

Susan rolled her eyes. “She’s probably in the bathroom cramming a vibrator into her pussy, but I do need to pee. I’ll come with you.”  

As they walked down the hall, Sarah heard noises coming from the study. She cracked open the door and peeked inside. She was shocked to see Jill riding her daddy’s cock. Susan pressed against her back and looked over her shoulder. 

“Ooohhh… oh Mr. Miller… your cock feels so good in my pussy. It's so big and hard and deep. I love the way it fucks me.” 

Jill lifted up until just the tip of his knob was inside her, then came crashing down, driving his cock deep into her cunt. She did this again and again and again. The camera zoomed in on her pussy. Jim stared at the image on the monitor. It was as erotic as anything he had ever seen. 

“Ooohhh… oh god… fuck me, Mr. Miller… fuck me with your big, hard cock…”

Sarah’s pussy was throbbing as she watched her father and Jill fuck. She couldn’t believe she was getting turned on by it. This was her daddy. She should be upset to see him fucking  one of her best friends. Instead, she slipped a hand into her shorts and fingered her pussy. Her eyes were glued to her daddy’s cock as it plunged in and out of Jill’s cunt. 

“That is so fucking hot,” Susan whispered, slipping a hand into her shorts. “I wish I was getting fucked by a big cock.”

Me too, Sarah thought, and not just any big cock. She wanted to feel her daddy’s big cock in her pussy just like Jill was doing. Sarah watched her bounce up and down, driving his cock deep into her belly again and again. Jill had a hand between her legs, rubbing her clit. Her gasps and moans became louder and more desperate. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck… nnnggghhh… 

Jill went off hard, her body twisting and contorting as she continued to ride him. A gush of cunt juice seeped out from around his cock. Sarah’s orgasm hit moments later, soaking her panties with a flood of pussy juice. Jim continued to pound his cock up Jill’s cunt. She went off again, lifting up until he fell out of her. Juices sprayed from her pussy and splashed across the monitor.

Jim was about to explode. Jill dropped to her knees in front of him. He stood, his face contorted. She wrapped her hand around his cock and aimed it at her face, opening her mouth and pushing out her tongue. A powerful steam of hot cum shot up the side of her nose and over her forehead into her hair. A second blast filled her mouth and splashed over her upper lip. Several more spurts landed on her tongue and splattered her cheeks and chin.

Jill took him into her mouth, pumping him with her hand and torturing him with her tongue. A second wave of cum exploded from his cock. It drooled over her lower lip and dripped from her chin. When he was finished, Jill opened her mouth so the viewers could see what he had done in it. She swirled his cum around with her tongue, closed her lips and swallowed. Then she scraped the cum from her face and licked her fingers clean.

“Mr. Miller, that was incredible. I hope we can do that again sometime? I just love the taste of your cum and the feel of your cock in my pussy. Next time I’ll let you put it in my ass.”

When Sarah saw her father spray cum all over Jill’s face, she went off again. She bit her lip to keep from screaming. Behind her, Susan let out a gasp. Jill said goodbye to her fans and switched off the camera. As she pulled on her clothes she noticed Sarah and Susan in the doorway. Jill smiled, knowing she had a live audience for her performance. She turned and kissed Jim on the cheek as she prepared to leave.

“Thank you, Mr. Miller. Sarah is so lucky to have you for a father. I think she has a secret crush on you, but don’t tell her I said so.”

That night, Sarah told her diary everything. She ended the entry with thoughts about watching her father fuck Jill and how it had made her feel.

What is wrong with me, Diary? I got off on watching Daddy have sex with one of my best friends. It wasn’t only that I was watching either. I pretended I was her while I masturbated. I wanted to be her. I wanted to feel Daddy’s penis in my mouth and to taste his semen. I wanted him to put it in me and, well, I’m just going to say it. I wanted him to fuck me. I know it’s crude to use words like that, but I don’t know any other way to express it. So yes, I wanted him to put his cock in my pussy and to shoot cum in my mouth and all over my face and tits. I’m tired of trying to act all sweet and innocent, Diary. I may be a virgin but I’m anything but innocent. I don’t know how many cocks I sucked last weekend, and now I want my daddy to fuck me, not that he would ever do that, but I know I’ll masturbate thinking about it.

I’m sorry to lay all this on you, but I don’t have anyone else I can talk to about it. Thanks for listening. 

Sarah