But we can’t do this because this is fucked up on so many levels. As a result, I tense even as my fingers clench on her waist, sure to leave bruises.
“Cleo,” I rasp. “We’ve tested out the chair and it’s fine. You can get up now.”
Despite my words, I squeeze her waist again as if encouraging her to stay. The curvy girl senses this too and then giggles and turns to straddle me so that we’re face to face with a naughty smile on her lips. But instead of getting up, she leans in closer, pressing her mouth against my ear so that her breath is hot on my skin.
“I know you want me, Daddy,” she breathes before pulling away. “There’s no sense in denying it anymore, Brody, because I want it too.”
I don’t know what shoots me into overdrive: the naughty girl’s use of the word “Daddy,” or her confession of arousal. But that’s all it takes because within two seconds, I’ve hauled her in for a rough kiss. She moans as I claim her mouth, my tongue forcing her lips apart before licking against her own tongue. My hand travels up her stomach and cups one of her supple breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh as she moans again, spreading her legs further apart, as if inviting my touch.
“You want this, sweetheart?” I breathe while slipping my other hand up her inner thigh. Her skin is smooth and creamy, even as I cup the soft mound of her panties. Oh fuck, they’re soaking wet!
“I do want it,” she breathes, her pupils dilated. “So much, Daddy.”
With that, I slip my hand inside the tiny piece of lace, rubbing two fingers between her moist folds. Cleo lets out another slutty moan, her body going rigid as she pants.
“Mmm, yes,” she breathes, her nipples pebble-like as they bounce. “More.”
In return, I pinch her clit, making her squeal with pleasure. But it’s time to move quickly because the mall will be opening soon, and fuck, we’re in a public space.
“You’ve been teasing me for so long,” I rasp, fumbling with my pants. I can’t seem to pull my cock out fast enough because the damned thing is so huge and rock-hard that it’s literally awkward to manipulate. “Wearing all those slutty clothes around me, jiggling your tits in my face and sucking on popsicle sticks as if your life depends on it—in the middle of winter, too. I know you don’t eat popsicles in winter. You’re not as innocent as you like to pretend, you little minx.”
Cleo nods, her mouth dropping open as I skate one hand over her pussy again.
“I do want you and I am a slut,” she breathes, pulling the lacing on her top so that it flies open, her breasts dropping out like huge sacks of cream. “Please, give it to me, Brody.”
With that, I shove her panties to the side and then lift her up, positioning the sweet girl so that her thighs are parted in a vee over my hardness. My cock springs straight up, brushing against her tiny hole, and sure enough, it comes away wet.
“Daddy!” she mewls as I line myself up with her entrance. “Oh oh oh!”
“Just go with it,” I growl while helping her sink down on my length. “Fuck baby, you look so beautiful.”
It’s true too because Cleo’s head falls back as her tiny body absorbs my massive shaft. She struggles a bit at first, but when I lean forward to suck at a hard pink nipple, a gust of warm fluid comes gushing out, bathing my cock as Cleo sinks down fully.
She pauses for a moment, her eyes opening in a daze.
“OMG, you’re so big,” she breathes. “I’ve never been so full before.”
I grunt, tonguing her nipple before switching to the other one and laving that tight pink bud as well.
“Well, get used to it, pretty girl, because you’re going for a ride.” With that, I grasp her waist in my strong hands and begin lifting her up and down, her thighs spread over mine as she bounces on my cock. Cleo’s head falls back again as her eyes close in delighted ecstasy.
“Brody—fuck! It’s so big,” she moans, and I grunt as I feel her pussy squeezing my shaft tightly. “God, I-I’ve wanted this forever!” she stammers, reaching forward to cup her breasts.
“Me too,” I growl. “I’ve been wanting to split this pussy open for a while now. She’s so fucking tight and small,” I groan as Cleo clenches around me once again.
“Brody!” my sexy stepdaughter moans. “Shit—the sun is coming up! People will be here soon, we have to hurry.”
But I continue my steady pounding as an obscene sucking noise starts to sound between us.
“Yeah, but you should have thought about that before you started teasing me,” I growl. “If you want me to be finished before people get here, then you better ride me like you mean it.”
Cleo lets out a quiet gasp of shock, but after a moment, she reaches back to rest her hands on my thighs and begins bouncing up and down quickly, canting her pelvis forward. Her eyes are closed as she leans back, her whole being focused on where our bodies meet, and I groan as I watch her breasts jiggle, that tiny pussy absorbing my shaft with each thrust.
“I’m so close,” she pants. “So close, so close.”
The pretty brunette throws her head back as I tug on her hair, drawing a long moan from deep inside her belly. I keep letting her fuck herself on my cock as she pleases because obviously, Cleo’s enjoying herself given those throaty moans and cries.
“Keep going baby girl,” I rasp, cupping a big breast in one hand. “You can do it.”