Ryan’s smile faded. “I was really worried about you,” He confessed. “I don’t think my heart has ever pounded as fast as it did when I saw you flailing underwater like that. Don’t scare me like that again.”
He put his arms around me and held me tight, stroking my back softly. I put my cheek against his chest and listened to his heart beating rhythmically. This was probably the closest I would ever get to being in his arms. It still counted… didn’t it?
I felt the fishing knife in Ryan’s pocket press against my thigh when I leaned in closer towards his body. It felt bigger than I remembered. “Do you think your knife will be okay?” I asked. “You know, rust and all…”
“Yeah, I left it on the pier to dry in the sun. It should be fine.”
My eyebrows furrowed. “Wait…” I said and leaned back. “If your knife is on the pier, then what’s…” I suddenly gasped loudly. It wasn’t Ryan’s knife that had rubbed against my leg, but his cock! Hugging me had made him stiffer than a board!
“Oh my God!” I blurted out and looked up into his eyes.
He looked flustered. “Oh, fuck!” He said and jumped back. “It just happened, I didn’t even realize. I’m so sorry, Simone.”
“No, I didn’t mean it in a bad way …” I said and took a step towards him. “I just never realized how big you were! For a moment, I thought that was a soda can in your pocket.”
“Oh, that…” Ryan blushed and scratched the back of his neck. “But that doesn’t matter at all right now! Fuck, Simone, I’m so sorry. It has a mind of its own sometimes, it doesn’t know you’re my stepdaughter!”
“Ryan, we’re alone.” I said and raised my eyebrow meaningfully. “I saw the way you looked at me earlier… are you telling me you don’t think about me that way at all?”
“Well, I—”
I looked deeply into his eyes and reached my hands around my back, unclasping my bra. It fell to the floor with a duns, and Ryan’s eyes shot towards my bare breasts and stared at them longingly.
“…might.” He let out quietly.
My hands found their way on my breasts, pressing them together and playing with them with a gleeful smile on my face. The entire time, Ryan’s eyes did not lift from my chest even once. “What’s the matter?” I asked and cocked my head. “You don’t want me anymore now that you can have me?”
Suddenly, Ryan chuckled and took a step towards me. “Don’t be so sure.” He said and reached his hands around my head.
His head leaned down and, with his mouth barely open, pressed his lips against mine. I let out a surprised gasp and closed my eyes, sinking my body into his arms. He tasted fresh and crisp, but there was a trace of saltwater on his lips. I kissed him hungrily, like I couldn’t have enough.
His teeth wrapped around my bottom lip and bit down gently, causing me to let out a soft, quiet moan. His hands entwined in my moist hair, stroking my scalp with his strong fingers. Forcing my lips apart with his, he pressed his tongue into my chasm and started to explore my mouth. I’d never been French–kissed before. It felt strange and intrusive, but I loved it because it was Ryan.
I pulled away, eyes still closed, and placed my lips beside his ear. “Make me feel like I’m the only girl you’ve ever wanted.” I whispered.
“But you are.” He whispered back, nuzzling my neck and kissing my skin softly. “I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you, Simone. You’re the only girl for me.”
I smiled and tilted my head to the side, exposing my neck to him. He kissed me tenderly, leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses from my neck and down to my cleavage. My skin tickled when he brushed his nose against the soft, untouched skin around my breast. His mouth devoured my nipple, sucking and nibbling on it tenderly.
I moaned and pressed my body against his, my chest heaving up and down and my heart pounding like a jackhammer in my chest. Was I really doing this? Was I going to have sex with my own stepfather? It seemed almost too good to be true, as if fate was going to barge in through the door and interrupt us any minute.
“Take me,” I whispered. “While we still have time!”
Not saying a word, Ryan picked me up and carried me to the bed. He set me down on by back and climbed on top of me, spreading my thighs with his knees. I reached my hands around him and pulled him closer, pressing his lips against mine for yet another kiss. I could have kissed him for an eternity, but a moment would have to do.
Ryan pulled himself up to his knees and reached down to untie the thread in his swimming trunks. He pulled them down over his hips enough to expose his fat cock, which was stiff and glistening at the tip with pre–cum. I glanced at it before looking away shyly and biting my lip. He was so big, and he was all mine… at least for now.
“I want you inside of me.” I said and looked back up into his eyes.
Ryan set his hand beside my head and leaned down, smiling down at me. “That makes two of us.” He said with a glint in his eyes.
His hand pulled my bikini bottom aside to expose my wet, wiling pussy. I shivered when his fingers brushed against my swollen lips, sending a wave of pleasure pulsating throughout my entire body. I was ready. I was beyond ready—I couldn’t wait even a second longer or I’d burst!
His cock teased my opening and spread my outer lips apart. I gasped, feeling my body vibrate beneath his weight. He groaned when he pressed into me, and I could feel his cock throb against my inner walls.
“Mmmm, Ryan…” I moaned and bit my bottom lip.
His hand shivered when he reached it around my head and lifted it up. His lips pressed against mine yet again and I closed my eyes, moaning softly into his mouth as his cock pushed deeper and deeper into me. It wasn’t fair that his cock felt so good inside of me, not when I knew that I could never have him again. I felt myself tethering on the edge of an orgasm already, and his cock hadn’t even entered me fully yet.
I gasped when his cock slipped the rest of the way inside of me, pressing against my inner wall. I was stretching around his throbbing cock, which felt like it was growing larger and larger every second. Then, he started to thrust. He’d barely pulled his cock half of the way out of me, when a faint whimper escaped my throat.
“What’s wrong?” He asked quickly and stopped mid–thrust.
“Nothing!” I said just as fast. “It just feels so good... Please, don’t stop yet.”
Ryan raised himself up to his knees and I wrapped my legs around his hips, pressing him against me. His hands gripped my hips and held me in place while he slowly moved himself back and forth, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into me. I could feel a flush spreading over my warm body, turning my cheeks pink and rosy.
He started to grunt and pant loudly, thrusting into me harder and faster with each push. His hand reached down and slipped into my panties, brushing his fingers against my sensitive, wet clit. I gasped when he did, feeling every muscle in my body contract. Even my pussy tensed up and hugged tightly around Ryan’s cock.
“Fuck, Simone…” He groaned. “I’m going to cum soon.”
“Don’t stop yet!” I gasped. “I’m so close!”
“It’s too late.”
Ryan’s arm twitched and he held his breath. Soon after, I could feel his cock swell up and explode inside of me, filling my pussy up to the brim with his seed. It covered his cock and my inner walls, seeping out around the edges of his cock while he thrusted it into me again and again.
When his seed filled me up and his sensitive cock throbbed against my inner walls, I felt myself go over the edge. Wave after wave of intense, powerful pleasure washed over me and made me moan and gasp rhythmically. My veins were coursing with pure enjoyment, my hands gripping the bedsheets tightly.
Then, slowly, it started to subside. Ryan’s thrusts became slower and gentler, and his cock started to soften. He pulled out of me and lay down beside me in the bed. I cuddled up next to him, pressing my body close against his and feeling his heart pound against my ear. His hand landed on my hip and wandered up
and down the side of my body, stroking it softly.
“What happens now?” I asked quietly.
“What do you mean?” Ryan asked back. His voice was low and scruff, and he seemed tired and spent.
“What happens, you know… between us?”
Ryan shrugged. “That’s up to you,” He said. “I don’t know if I could ever look at you as my stepdaughter again, but I could try… if that’s what you really want.”
I squirmed around a bit in the bed. Was that what I wanted—to have Ryan as my father? The voice in the back of my mind was screaming no, but what other choice did I have…
“…or we could just keep doing this.” Ryan added.
I turned around and looked up at his face. There was a sly grin on his face, and his eyes were watching me deviously. I reached my hand up and stroked his hairy, muscular chest. My hand wandered down slowly until it reached his crotch, where I could feel something stiff. He was already hard again.
“I think I like that option more.” I said with a wink.
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Riding Hard With Her Man
I rushed out of the dressing room, eager to finally get home. It was Friday afternoon, and I was supposed to get off over an hour ago. If some of my coworkers hadn’t decided to ditch work early so they could go clubbing at the new bar in town, I would be at home by now.
Instead I was running through the corridor with my heart in my throat, trying to get outside as fast as possible. Why? Because my stepfather was waiting for me outside in his car, and he’d probably been sitting there for the entire hour that I was working overtime.
I rounded the corner, feeling my hair flutter in the air. But that wasn’t the only thing I felt. Just as I was coming around the bend, my coworker Mandy was doing the exact same thing. Our bodies collided and the water in her cup splashed straight onto me, completely drenching my white top.
“Oh, fuck!” I exclaimed, more surprised than angry.
“Oh my God!” Mandy gasped. “Corrinne, I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you!”
“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” I muttered. “It was my fault, I wasn’t watching where I was going.
I saw her eyes dip down and glance over my large breasts. When I looked down, I could see that they were fully visible through my now–transparent shirt. My cheeks flushed, and I cursed myself for not putting on a bra this morning.
“Well, it was nice running into you.” I mumbled and let out a nervous laugh. “I should get going, my stepfather is waiting for me outside.”
“Y–yeah,” Mandy stammered and looked away shyly. “Have a nice weekend.”
“You too.” I put my hand over my chest and walked slowly the rest of the way to the door. Now, I wasn’t so eager to get back to the car anymore. Brandon would certainly see my breasts, and I didn’t even have a jacket to cover myself up with. So embarrassing, I thought and sighed. But there was no way around it.
Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open and stepped outside. It was warm and sunny, but I didn’t feel hot. If anything, I started to feel a little bit chilly in my wet shirt.
Brandon’s sleek, black car was parked in the back of the parking lot. Of course, I thought and started walking towards it with my hands crossed over my chest. Of course he had to park super far away!
When he spotted me, he started up the engine and started driving towards me. I stopped on the side of the road and waited for him to come to me, feeling the curious looks of my male coworker’s burn on my body. It felt like an eternity until he finally pulled up in front of me, grinning widely and with his arm resting on the open window.
“Did you go for a swim?” He grinned.
“Ugh,” I groaned. “Is it that visible?”
“Well… sort of.” He shrugged. “Hop in and let’s go! What took you so long?”
Brandon leaned over and opened the passenger door for me. He did it every time he picked me up, even though I was more than capable of opening the door by myself. I threw my purse in the back seat and climbed inside, closing the door shut behind me carefully. I didn’t want to break his fancy car.
“Guess who decided to quit early to go clubbing?” I asked while buckling myself up.
“Well, that’s easy,” Brandon grinned. “Hank and Jayna?”
“Yyyep.” I sighed and leaned back in the seat. “Sorry I didn’t call. I left my phone in the dressing room, and I didn’t know it was going to take.”
“It’s okay.” Brandon smiled at me and started driving down the street. His eyes fell on my chest again, lingering for a short moment. “So… what happened to your shirt?”
I instinctively lifted my hands up to cover myself. “I… bumped into someone.” I said and felt my cheeks blush. There was something about Brandon’s lingering gaze that made me think it wasn’t completely innocent. He was enjoying it!
“Does it bother you?” I asked coyly. “Would you rather I take it off?”
He glanced at me again. Now, it was his turn to be shy. Before he turned his head back, I saw a faint redness rising over his neck and cheeks. He was definitely thinking something inappropriate about me!
“Well t–that’s…” He swallowed nervously and kept his eyes on the road. “You probably shouldn’t do that.”
“Oh come on!” I blurted out. “I saw the way you looked at me… admit it, you would love it if I took my shirt off.”
What I didn’t tell him was how much I wanted to take my shirt off for him. I didn’t like when the men at work looked at my breasts, but it was different when it was Brandon. I didn’t care that he was my stepfather—at least not right now—because he also happened to be a very handsome, sexy man.
Brandon blushed. “Why are you asking me these things?” He asked quietly. “You know we shouldn’t… do that, right?”
“It’s not like there’s anyone else here…” I said and smiled coyly. “It’s just you and me… are you telling me you don’t want me? To touch me? See me naked?”
Suddenly, he grinned. “What a silly question.”
“Why?” I asked, not sure if I should be insulted or not.
Brandon looked at me with his eyebrow raised, his eyes wandering up and down my young body. “Well just look at yourself!” He said sharply. “You’re… wow. You’ve got the curves in all the right places, those big beautiful eyes, and oh that lovely freaking hair of yours…” He bit his lip and turned his eyes back on the road. “I don’t think I’ve ever met a woman quite like you. Damnit, Corrinne! I’m going to have to pull over if you keep teasing me like this.”
I blushed again, but this time it wasn’t from shyness. He thought all that about me, and he’d never told me. And if he’d never met another woman quite like me, did that mean he thought I was more attractive than my mother?
“Then why don’t you?” I asked and smiled softly.
“Are you serious?”
“I wouldn’t joke about something like that,” I said. “Find someplace private and let’s pull over and… you know.” I winked.
“My god, you’re insane…” Brandon said and laughed nervously. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but… I know just the place.”
I felt my heart pounding in my chest. “Take me there.” I whispered.
Brandon turned the car onto a small forest road that led towards a mountain. On the top of it, there were three parking spots overlooking the bobbing ocean.
“This is the highest point in the city.” Brandon said and turned the car off, leaning back into his seat with a distant smile on his face. “You can see all the way to the next town over.”
“Oh, wow…” I gasped. “It’s beautiful.”
“And empty.” Brandon winked.
I looked around the mountain top. There was no–one around but us and a handful of oak trees that shielded our car from the wind. On the bottom of the hill, the people looked like ants scurrying about. Even if they looked up, they wouldn’t be able to see us. It was the perfect spot for some… private fun.
Brandon unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the car door.
“Where are you going?” I asked him.
He turned to look at me before closing the door behind him. “Well, I’m not going to stay in the car all day!” He blurted out. “Come on.”
I hurriedly unbuckled myself and got out to join him. He’d walked up to the edge of the cliff and was gazing out onto the ocean. There was a faint breeze, causing his brown hair to flutter in the wind. I walked up beside him and he put his arm around me, stroking my upper arm softly.
“This place is wonderful,” I said. “Do you think anyone else will come?”
Brandon shrugged. “I don’t think a lot of people know about this place, the road is well hidden.” He said and shook his head. “We should be safe.”
I turned around and wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling him closer towards me. His chest pressed against mine, causing a wet stain to appear on the front of his shirt.
“We should probably take this off, don’t you think?” He said and ran his finger along the shoulder strap of my white top.
“Mmm–hmm,” I hummed agreeably and looked up into his green eyes.
His hands grabbed my shoulders straps and I raised my arms into the air, allowing him to pull the top over my head. He threw it onto the hood of the car and gently let his fingers brush over my bare breast.
I bit my lip and grabbed his hand, pressing it firmly against my chest. His fingers teased my nipple, circling it and rolling it between his thumb and index finger. I gasped when he suddenly squeezed down, sending a spike of pain and pleasure through my upper body.
“You like that?” He asked quietly into my ear. His lips teased my earlobe, tickling me.
I giggled and tilted my head down, letting my hands wander down the sides of his thighs. “Maybe…” I whispered back. I moved my hand onto his crotch, feeling his stiff, hard member through the denim fabric of his pants. “Feels like you do.”
“You know I do.” Brandon grinned and moved his hands in between my legs. He touched my folds through my skirt and panties, causing me to let out a pleasurable moan. A hot spike shot through me, and my pussy lips felt swollen and wet.
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