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  2. The Damaged Stowaway. Pt 2

The Damaged Stowaway. Pt 2

Categories Fiction, Blowjob, Exhibitionism, Male / Female

Author: DirtyLittleDeeds

Published: 12 July 2019

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Three days had passed since Lily found a safe haven in Marks little farm. Her wounds were healing, and his kind hearted nature was was soothing her other, Fatherly damages.

'Is this what a Dad is supposed to be?' Lily found her mind wandering, as she put out some washing. Maybe she had finally lucked out. Making up for eighteen years of insults and backhands. The last lot of her father's handiwork was still healing.

Lily had decided if she were to stay for a few days, she needed to be useful. At least while Mark worked his land, disappearing of a morning in his best up truck. It was only until she had the strength to move on. Mark was happy to have her stay, and they'd now gotten to a habit of locking the bathroom door.


It was the first and only time he'd seen her exposed young body. He played the memory of her, bent over and vulnerable so many times through his head. He could practically taste her on his lips. He was ashamed that he couldn't resist. But every night when he heard her turn the shower on, door now securely locker, his cock twitched with lust. All he could do to keep his dirty thoughts under control, was to give in.

Every day Mark would settle back into his room as soon as Lily headed to the bath. Every morning, and every night, she showered, he laid in his bed filled with dirty thoughts of her. His strong hand gripping his cock, pumping it over and over. Thinking of her young body, wet and hot, steaming in the shower. He'd imagine her kneeling infront of him, her big green eyes staring up at him pleadingly as he thrusted his thick cock down her throat. She'd look so small and delicate, impaled on his throbbing length. She of course had no idea how he felt.

But that didn't feel like enough anymore, as Mark settled into the bed for the second time today. He could hear Lily humming in the shower, as he imagined her stripping down. His cock was already hard and aching, but, he wanted more.

'This is fucked' He muttered to himself, standing up, his growing hard on pressing against his jeans. He quietly walked to the door and cracked it open, ensuring Lily truely was locked away in the bathroom.

'I can't do this' his mind screamed at him, as he moved towards the bathroom door silently. He could smell her sweet aroma that came wafting under the door, and hear her moving inside.

Mark knew from when he'd previously locked himself out of the bathroom, how to produce a small crack in the doorway. The crack was wide enough to get a spanner through, and also enough to peep. He knew that if he pressed upwards against it, he could push the door without much noise. He barely hesitated once he was there, quietly but firmly pressing against the wood.

The house creeked, but it always did. It was old and made by his hand over the past 30 years or so. So a slight wooden groan was not alarming to Lily as she stepped into the shower, now steaming and hot. Mark had gotten what he wanted, a spy hole.

He stood hunched against the door, leaning inwith his shoulder keeping it open. 'Uh fuck' He whispered under his breath, finally glimpsing her. His free hand found his aching cock, pulling it out of his jeans as he licked his lips. He watched Lily's pale, toned body moved to the shower. Her ass bouncing slightly as she stepped over the tub wall, her long porcelain legs flexing and stretching.

'Uhg.. uh uh yessss' He groaned, biting his lip to keep quiet. His hand now pumping his thick cock as he stood fixed on her. He watched her reach up and arch, running her fingers through her hair as the water cascaded down. Her chest pushed slightly out, her small perky breasts and soft pink nipples exposed.

'Uhm fuck Lily' He crooned softly, feeling his cock ache and twitch with each jerk of his wrist. He griped his shaft firmly, his tip already glistening with precum as he slid his hand up and down, over and over. He watched intently as Lily turned and bent over, washing her legs. Her small tight ass now pointed directly towards Mark's peep hole.

'Fuck' He groaned, unable to contain himself any more. Seeing her ass cheeks bounce slightly with the movement of her washing. Her body slick and wet, the hint of pink lips between her legs. His cock spasmed and twitched, as he pumped his cum shamelessly over the door.

'Oh fuck uh' He groaned more, milking his length for all his seed, never once taking his eyes of her ass. His balls emptied, cock throbbing and red. Mark stood haunched over the door panting. Seeing his cum splattering the door handle, and realising how low he had gone.

'Fucking hell' He grumbled to himself, cock now going soft. He wiped the door clean with his shirt, ridding the evidence of his pervasiveness. Lily would freak if she knew. And he liked having her here. He just couldn't contain himself. Mark retreated to his room just before the shower stopped, and Lily soon exited.

'Shower is free!' She called carelessly, as Mark listened to her pad away to her room.

'Uh thanks!' He replied, before taking off his soiled shirt and dumping it in his hamper. He couldn't get her out of his mind.


The next day came and Lily had decided to go into town and pick up some things. She'd declined Marks offer for a lift, saying she'd rather enjoy the walk. It was a fair distance, and Lily wasn't expecting to be back for a few hours.

'Enough time to get the house in order' Mark thought to himself as he began to putter around. He did appreciate Lily's help, it was nice to have her here. He didn't realise how much he.missed a womans company, even a young one. His mind wandered to her small delicate features, as he absentmindedly organised laundry. Only coming out of his lustful daze as he dropped something on the ground, his cock half hard already.

'Uh' He paused looking down at what he dropped. Blue lace panties. He picked them up, a small and pretty bit of fabric in his large hand.

'Oh huh...' His mind already wandered, his cock aching in response. She was away for another hour at least, he thought. Plus, these are dirty, she isn't expecting them back today.. His mind trailed off, filled with lust as he walked up to his room. Panties still in hand.

Mark laid on the bed, knowing how wrong the thing he was about to do was. He was a dirty, old pervert. But, he was going to do it. He settled down, still holding the blue lace between his fingers. Seeing her underwear made his cock throb and heart race. He was ashamed, but greedy, as he brought them up to his face to smell. Taking in her soft musk, drowning his senses in her as much as he could.

'Mmh, Lily' He groaned, wrapping the lace around his exposed cock. He'd simply claim they were lost in the wash, or something, if she asked. His red head was already slick with precum as he started to jerk himself off, rubbing himself up and down his length with her panties twisted around. This was so wrong, but felt so good.

'Uh fuck Lily' He groaned louder now, knowing she wasn't home to overhear. Pumping his thick cock up and down with his hand, gripping and twisting. Mark imagined her there, her sweet lips around his shaft, sucking and licking. He imagined his hand roughly guiding her face up and down his length, pushing her deeper and deeper onto him.

'Oh yes, take that cock you sweet thing' He moaned, panting out his words as he pumped faster and harder. 'Take that cock' He groaned, imagining the feeling of her lips around him, her tongue darting along his length, her red hair cascading down.

He didn't hear Lily call out that she was home, much much earlier than expected. Nor did he hear her walking up the old oak stairs and padding down the hall, calling his name. He was too engrossed in his own fantasy. His thick, hard cock being worked up and down by an imaginary Lily.

'Mark, I'm back!' Lily called out, placing the empty bags back on the kitchen counter.

'Someone passed by and said the store was closed today, so I came back' Lily spoke out, hopefully talking to Mark somewhere in the house. She cocked her head waiting for a reply. Nothing, odd, she thought as she wandered up stairs. His beat up truck was out the front. He was home

Lily found herself stood at his door, unsure as what was happening. What was she hearing? What's going on? Her mind was all a panic. This wasn't what she thought was going to happen. Mark was a good man, wasn't he? He's not like her father.

'Oh Lily' She heard his muffled groan from inside. It made her head spin, and stomach tighten. 'Take that cock Lily, like a good girl'. She wasn't imagining things, she could hear him say her name. His voice panting and full of lust. She knew what he was doing, getting off to the thought of her. It made her cheeks flush and her skin feel hot and prickly.

'Was he thinking of that time in the bathroom?' She thought in panic, unsure what to do as she stood frozen at the door. Her mind raced with her heart, as she continued to hear Mark moan from the other side, unaware that she was there.

'Uh uh uh' His moans became faster and more desperate. 'Fuck Lily!' He groaned loudly, almost spitting out the words as he cummed. Pumping his seed over her blue panties, milking his cock dry. 'Fuckkk' He groaned again, looking down at her cum splattered lace, his cock twitching in his hand.

He didn't know Lily was on the other side of his door. That she'd heard him saying her name over and over. That she listened to him cum all over her panties. She was there, still frozen in panic and fear.

She was still there as he got up from his bed, semi hard cock bouncing as he moved to the door. Mark held her ruined lace in one hand almost delicately, as his dripping member shrank. Grabbing the knob of the door, he pulled it open. To see her, eyes wide, mouth slack, afraid.

'Lily!' He cried out. She turned and ran. What was he to do?

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ENGAGED_DAD — 13 July 2019 14:08
Please keep this going I want to read more.
TheDevilsOwn — 15 July 2019 16:47
Your story is very good. I like how its working itself out so far. That being said, its in need of some corrections and editing. Being a writer myself, I find myself frequently reading and re-reading what I write to correct the mistakes I make in word usage, spelling and grammar. I also find it quite useful to use an editing program like Grammarly or at the very least the spell and grammar checker in Word. I also find it helps to have someone read my work for me and suggest corrections and edits. That above everything else is the most useful. Feel free to read the first three chapters of my story in progress, and send me a pm on the forums if you'd like help with proofreading your next chapter before you post it.

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