I allow my unconscious mind to take charge and I turn to Daniel, his eyes falling on my tits. He grabs them eagerly, his fingers cupping the softness of my flesh as he leans into me, and then he takes his lips to one hard nipple, engulfing it and softly flicking against it with his tongue.
My hands fall down the side of his body and I tug on his pants, sending them down his legs; taking the hint, he kicks off his shoes and removes his trousers as I pull his open shirt down his arms. I put both my hands on his chest and push him back hard, just enough so that I can take in the sight of the perfect man right in front of me. Of all the men in the world, God had to make my stepfather the one I simply can’t resist. How’s that for cosmic irony?
My eyes wander down from his face to his chest; the lines between his abdominals almost making me salivate, and then settle into the long shape that tents his underwear. I take my hand there, curling my fingers around it as my heart keeps racing faster. With his pulsing cock on my hand, I’m hit by the sudden desire to show him the kind of pleasure I can give him... I don’t even have to think twice about it: I’m on my knees before my brain even has the time to second guess itself.
I look up at Daniel, a devious grin of anticipation on his lips. Just the way I like it. I lean forward, tilting my head to the side and laying my lips over the fabric of his boxer briefs. I feel his thick shape becoming even harder, straining against the fabric that holds it, and I start sucking on it over the boxers. God, what is he hiding under his boxers? It feels huge. I close my eyes then, his hands resting on the top of my head. Cupping his balls with one hand, I start sucking harder as I hook my fingers on the hem of his boxers, slightly pulling them down, just enough for a tan line to reveal itself.
I know he can barely wait; he wants me to pull his boxers down, for me to take his cock in my mouth with eagerness and anxiety of an inexperienced woman. But I take my time; I tease him hard, wanting to prolong his razor thin edge of anticipation. Inch by slow inch, I pull his boxers down, Daniel grabbing my hair harder with each teasing movement of my fingers.
I keep teasing him to no end, my fingers softly brushing against his shape. Then, when he least expects it, I push his boxers down with a jerking motion and his cock springs free with a brutish eagerness.
It’s simply massive; even bigger than I expected it to be. I’ve felt it with my hand and with my mouth, but seeing it now, so dangerously close to my lips… A shiver goes up and down my spine as I imagine me guiding his menacingly thick cock between my thighs, his fat head pushing my inner lips aside as he rams it inside me.
Oh, my stepfather is proving to be so much more than I anticipated.
Grabbing his cock harshly, I lean into him and wrap my lips around the tip of his long member, sucking and savoring his saltiness. He tastes like a man should: raw and brimming with testosterone.
I open my mouth wide, allowing his cock to slide deep inside of my mouth as I lean forward. I go as deep as I can, realizing that I've never felt a cock as big as his rolling over my tongue. How is it even possible for him to be so perfect? You can say whatever you want about my mother, but I have to give it to her: she knew how to choose men.
Hitting my breaking point, I pull back out. Then, firmly grabbing his cock by the root, I start bobbing my head, his length going in and out of my mouth at a frantic pace. He tries to guide me with his hands, but I keep my own rhythm until he finally realizes that I need no guidance, the rhythm of my mouth on his shaft growing into an unstoppable crescendo of lustful fury.
Pulling back out again, I let his cock pop out of my mouth; I start stroking him then, my eyes never leaving his. There’s a fire raging inside of me, and I’m going to let it consume us both.
“Fuck me, Daddy… I need it,” I whisper, grabbing his hand and standing up; I do it fast, my hand leaving his cock and resting on his chest. With a devilish smile on my lips, I take one step forward and push him back. I keep walking, guiding him across the bedroom until the back of his knees meet the edge of my bed; one final push and he falls back on the mattress, sitting down. I climb on top of him, but instead of guiding his cock inside of me here and now, I decide I still want more first.
I roll to the side, moving as fast as I can, and lie down as I pull him after me. He grins, taking the hint; he places both his hands on my knees and parts my legs, positioning himself between my thighs.
“Show me what you can do, Daddy...” I tell him with a purr, his eyes wired up with lust. Oh, he’s going to show me what he can do, that’s for sure.
Leaning into me, he starts kissing my neck, tracing a descending line each time his lips touch my skin. He traces careful and soft circles around my nipples with his tongue; then he sucks on each of them eagerly before he carries on, kissing down my chest to my navel.
Oh, I want this bad. Lying down on the mattress, right between my open legs, he starts kissing my inner thighs, his fingers softly brushin
g the smooth skin around my pussy but never actually touching it. After my teasing remark, I know he wants to drive me crazy with just his mouth... and hell that sounds just right.
I keep still, taking deep breaths as he takes his time. When he lets the tip of his tongue gently fall on my clit, I can’t help but bite my lower lip, my unconscious mind fighting to take control.
With the gentleness of a man who knows his way around a woman’s body, he circles my clit with his tongue before licking my folds in a downward line, all of this without laying his mouth on me.
Oh, this is a nice start. I want more.
I grab a handful of his hair and try to force him down but, of course, he doesn’t budge. Daniel isn’t a man I can dominate, just look at his muscles, each one of them brimming with power. I might be a strong woman, but I’m no match for his imposing body. In fact, I doubt anyone but my stepbrother could match him. The two of them are simply one step above everyone else.
I take my other hand and tangle all of my fingers in his hair, thrusting my hips upward as hard as I can. A grin dawns on me as I feel his lips then; this time, he grants me what I need.
He places his mouth over my clit, pressing down on it with his tongue. I try and prepare myself for what’s coming, but I’m just not ready for it; the moment he starts to suck, his tongue lashing out at me with a fiery intensity, I just arch my back and lace my legs behind his neck. I close my eyes, allowing the wild and untamable pleasure that rages through me to run free.
Relentless, Daniel eats me out as if my pussy is the most delicious thing in the whole universe. I sway my hips up and down and from side to side, his open mouth matching the frenetic cadence of my body. He keeps going until I’m half-purring, half-moaning, my mind stretched thin by the ferocity of his kiss.
“Oh, Daddy, it feels so good,” I moan as he starts licking me up and down, his thumb tightly pressed over my clit. Two seconds of it and I go blind, the whole world fading away as I explode once more. My legs start jerking uncontrollably and I bury my fingers deep in his back, my limbs succumbing to the sweetest pleasure there is.
I’m still reeling from the orgasm when he slides two fingers inside of me at once, no warning at all, and my moaning turns into full blown screaming. Without even allowing me to catch my breath, he starts to flick his wrist back and forth, his fingers sliding in and out of me at break neck speed while he continues to apply a maddening pressure on my clitoris.
It doesn’t take long for me to come again, small explosions of delight going off under my skin. I grit my teeth hard, a scream dying in my throat as another wave of pleasure hits me point blank; my whole body shakes and twitches, and I can’t even tell when one orgasm starts and the other ends.
For a fraction of a second, I think of Colt; what if he’s inside the house? What if he can hear us? If Colt got here any time during the past few minutes, there’s no way he wouldn’t figure out what’s happening between our stepfather and I… But what can I do about it? Nothing except surrender to all this pleasure, and let me tell you, it isn’t as easy as it looks.
I’m not one to get tired easily, but if we keep going like this I’ll end up sore and exhausted. Does it seem like I’m complaining? Because I’m not; I’ve been dying to have a man make me feel sore and exhausted. Well, I finally got exactly what I wanted. And, to be completely honest, I don’t think Daniel’s going to be free of soreness tomorrow either.