Educating Kyra Ch. 02

Kyra shifted in her seat as they made the few miles that separated St. Catherine’s from her father’s house in a neighbor county. Jon was busy driving, but Kyra couldn’t help but thinking of what he had asked her to do. How would she make her father fuck her? He barely paid any attention to her, to begin with! Besides, it couldn’t be right; since when a father would fuck his own daughter? It was a sin!

But no matter how sinful it might be, her brain wouldn’t stop picturing images of her strong, handsome father fucking her. Kyra had all sort of pictures in her mind; with her father on top, or him ramming his dick in her from behind with his hands playing with her nipples, some others with her on top riding her dad’s big cock. Each of those mental pictures was very exciting, and Kyra found herself looking forward to the task her uncle had given her.
Meanwhile, Kyra needed to do something about the moistness she could feel between her legs. Startling her uncle, she parted her legs as wide as she could in the limited space of the car and began to play with her clit.

Jon stared at her without believing his eyes. Kyra had surely turned into the slut he wanted her to be, he just couldn’t believe it hadn’t taken him more than one or two sessions of “teaching” to develop her hidden personality. Grinning, one of his hands left the steering wheel and joined hers.
He teased for a while before she murmured lowly.
“I need your cock, uncle Jon... I need to feel it inside of me!”
Kyra moved a bit and with just one simple twist of her hand, she had his cock in her fist, pumping it fast. Jon slowed the car a bit so he could enjoy of her attentions without getting the both of them killed. As he stared at her, Kyra unbuttoned her shirt with her free hand and Jon groaned when he noticed that she wasn’t wearing any bra. Kyra noticed his look and smiled sensually.
“I don’t like to wear underwear when you’re around, professor.” She teased him.
On one second she was unbuttoning her clothes and the next, she was straddling his hips and sliding his cock into her dripping pussy, surprising Jon. Kyra didn’t give him a chance to complain; soon enough she was riding him as if there was no tomorrow. Jon thanked God that the road was a lonely one... He didn’t want to be the comment of the neighborhood!

As her breasts bounced against his face, Jon saw the Matheson mansion in the distance.
“Kyra... We need to... stop!” He exclaimed as she gripped his cock with her inner muscles. “Fuck!”
“I can’t stop now, uncle Jon... I need your cock so badly!” Kyra said lowly as she slowed the pace. Jon mumbled something in disappointment, but he couldn’t stop it either... Her pussy was a sweet paradise for him.
Jon took the last turn in the road and as if she knew, Kyra slowed the pace once again until he stopped the car in front of the intercom at the big iron gates. He pressed a button and once a voice came through it, Kyra began to move faster again. Moaning lowly, he said into the intercom.
“Jon here, James... I have... Kyra... with me...” He panted as he answered the butler’s question.
Meanwhile, Kyra was gently sucking his neck as she rode him, driving him insane with pleasure and as they slowly made their way to the house, Jon spurted his cum in her pussy, making Kyra come as well.

Kyra squealed in his ear and then left his lap at once, going back to her seat and buttoning her shirt. She then stretched her hand to give her uncle’s cock a few strokes and then gently tucked it into his pants, so they could look half decent when they met her father.
“God, uncle Jon.. It’s gonna be so hard to stay away from you while we’re here! These are gonna be two long weeks... ” She murmured and Jon grinned inwardly. If his plans came true, Kyra would enjoy of two long weeks of good fucks!

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Kyra finished cleaning herself and then left the bathroom, allowing Jon to go in right after her. She fixed her clothes in front of the big mirror in the reception, staring closely at her reflection to check if there was any signal of what had happened in the car... She wanted to look like the picture of innocence for her father.
Jon walked out of the bathroom and they both followed James, the butler, who waited for them in the opposite corner of the room. They walked along the long corridors of her house and Kyra looked around, but without really seeing it. Her mind was focused in her plan.
“Remember what you promised me.” Jon murmured in her ear and Kyra gave him a sly grin.

“I would never forget it, Uncle Jon.” She answered simply with a lustful spark in her hazel eyes.
James knocked at the door of her father’s study and a low voice instructed them to come in. As they entered in the nicely decorated study, Kyra stared at her father. How come she hadn’t noticed how handsome he was? He was in his early fifties, but he still looked fit and elegant. His brown hair showed no trace of gray and his green eyes didn’t miss a single detail. Kyra felt a familiar tingle between her legs as her eyes slid over his body. He had broad shoulders and a plain stomach; a body most men his age would kill for. Once James stepped aside, Kyra decided to begin with her plan at once. Putting on the most childish grin she could come up in her lips, Kyra ran toward Andrew Matheson and threw herself in his arms.

“Hi, daddy! I missed you so much!” She exclaimed as she pressed her breasts against his chest, hoping he’d start noticing that his daughter was no longer a little girl. She placed a kiss on his cheek, quite close to his lips and then looked up at him with a big smile. “Did you miss me?”
Andrew stared at his daughter with a stunned look. Kyra had certainly grown up since the last time he had seen her about six months ago. She was a beauty and as far as he could say by the way she had pressed her young body against his, he could say that she was a full-grown woman now. Her ripe breasts pushed against his chest and as he gave them one quick glance, he noticed that without being enormous, Kyra had nice sized breasts that would please any man and the thought struck in his head like a lightning. Was he lusting after his own daughter? Luckily, Kyra stepped back and walked toward the nearest armchair. Andrew busied himself greeting his half-brother and then he turned his attention back to her daughter.

Jon could barely hold his smile back as he stared at Andrew. He was studying his daughter with plain lust shining in his eyes as Kyra made a show of leaning back on the armchair, arching her back until her nipples poked against her shirt. Kyra smiled at her father and then invited him to sit down beside her as Jon sat down on a comfortable armchair beside them to study Kyra’s movements, his cock beginning to swell.