She stripped for him. She fucked him on the rug. He devoured her cunt. She fingered his ass. They spent ten minutes in the 69 position, teasing, lappi...g and talking filth to each other. Through it all she begged him for his cock, she displayed herself wantonly, she kept him carefully from reaching an orgasm by changing her activities and by registering his breathing, the tightening of his muscles. To end the session she rode him lustily like a cowboy, pounding and bouncing up and down on his. I'm proud of my physical prowess, but she's no casual rival, and it's been bringing out my inner competitor. She recently told me she wanted to try planning something more elaborate, something just a bit rougher and much more erotic. In my spare time I set up a makeshift ring in our home, complete with ropes and a well-padded mat. I've gotten into a tight-fitting, semi-transparent speedo that'll drive her wild, and I stretch in my corner, waiting for her to come out of the next room. Some. Perfectly round, but still standing up high on her chest. They were large against her small frame but with small dark nipples at their centre. Her nipples looked hard and were pointing up at me."You can touch them if you like," she saidI raised a hand and tentatively touched her left breast. It was soft and firm at the same time."And the other one, you can touch that too," she insisted, taking hold of my other hand and placing it on her right breast.I squeezed them both, not really knowing what. Already you try my patience by arriving dressed as a vagabond — and under arms."Somehow, his words burned through Alicia's reluctance and fear. For the first time in her life, she squared her shoulders and stood up to her father. "I'm afraid that you will need to grow accustomed to such, Father." Preposterous!" Alicia's father declared, sweeping his hand in a sharp, dismissive gesture."I have chosen to find my own path in life, Father," Alicia declared, growing bolder by the moment.He opened.