Soon, his cock started to grow.
“I’m going to cum.” He gasped, twitching slightly as he thrusted more firmly. His cock burst, shooting a massive load of warm, sticky cum into me. It filled my throat and spilled over into my mouth, making me gag. I swallowed quickly, continuing to suck Trevor’s cock while he was emptying himself into me.
Shaking, he leaned back onto the bed and his cock slipped out of my mouth. I stood up next to the bed and swallowed the last drips of his fertile semen, setting my eyes on his completely relaxed body spread out on top of my bed. Pleased to the max, hopefully.
He wasn’t saying much, but then again neither was I. When I took off my clothes, I noticed his eyes following every move of my youthful body while I stripped in front of him. I could tell that he was hungry for more, and that he was getting turned on from seeing his daughter naked.
“Like what you see?” I asked, spinning around bare naked in front of him. He sat up on his elbows, taking a complete look at me with a smile as he rubbed his cock with his hand.
“So you even need to ask?” He asked and kept stroking himself.
“Good!” I said and turned away from him, grabbing my towel from the chair before I headed into the hallway.
“I’ll go for a quick shower, let’s think more about that food afterwards oki?” I said as I stepped out from my room and leaving him on my bed half-naked with his hard cock.
As I walked into the bathroom, the thought of having him inside of me again was tempting me. Maybe I should return and just fuck him, have his big cock inside of me and fill me like the last time? But for some reason I was afraid, maybe from knowing what our last time had led to.
I threw my towel onto the sink and stepped inside the shower, closing the curtain before twisting the knob to put the faucet on. I let the water flow over my thighs, enjoying the warm water as it spread over my legs and dripped onto the floor. I embraced the warm sprinkles of water against my body, letting them flow over my chest and travel down onto the floor.
Throughout the shower, a nagging thought in my head kept telling me to come forth about my pregnancy. It wasn’t going to be easy and I didn’t even know what to say, but I did feel like I could trust Trevor. It was our fault for not being careful.
Suddenly I heard the bathroom door open, startling me for a brief moment. I stuck my head out behind the shower curtain to take a peek, and saw Trevor standing in the doorway.
“Can I join you?” He asked, standing still and waiting for my approval. I didn’t hesitate.
“Of course you can!” I responded and turned the water flow down a bit and pushed the curtains aside for him.
“Damn.” He chuckled as he took off his clothes, eyeing my naked, wet body enjoyably. His cock was still hard -- or maybe he became erect when he saw me now?
Stepping into the shower, he wrapped his arms around my waist and let the water flow down over both of us while he fondled my body. His strong hands felt me out thoroughly, stroking my breasts and holding me tightly against him. I could feel something hard poke me from behind, pressing against my lower back. I reached back, gripping it with my hand. Judging by how hard he was, it definitely seemed that he was ready for more.
I started to stroke his cock slowly while enjoying the hot water splashing against my chest, letting Trevor rub my breasts. He reached out and turned the water down, pushing me forward against the tiled wall. I turned around and looked at him, seeing the hungry look in his eyes. I bet he can’t wait to fuck me.
I fell down to my knees and stroked his cock slowly while looking up into his eyes -- because I knew he loved that. I could feel it too; his cock was growing even harder inside my tight grip. I placed my lips around the tip of his cock and gently pushed forward, taking his cock inside my mouth again. He trembled slightly, gripping my hair with his fingers and closing his eyes.
While I pleased Trevor with my mouth, my hands wandered up and down his muscular thighs, feeling out his tight forms. With his hand entwined in my hair, he moved my head back and forth over his length. Soon, he stopped and pulled himself out.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, looking up at him.
“Nothing.” He said, smirking. “Let’s change this up a little bit.”
Gripping firmly around my hair, he pulled me up to my feet -- being careful not to hurt me. Roughly, he spun me around and pushed me against the wall, letting his hand trace over my curves and onto my ass. He cupped it in his hand, squeezing it firmly.
The water flowed over my face, forcing me to keep my eyes closed. That allowed me to concentrate fully on Trevor’s hands eagerly exploring my body, feeling out my wet, smooth skin.
He grabbed both of my ass cheeks and spread them apart, exposing my holes, before leaning forward and pressing himself against me. I could feel his erect cock against my slit when he grabbed it and dragged it up and down, pushing it in between my folds.
I swallowed anxiously and licked my lips, feeling my pussy quiver with anticipation when his cock pressed against my opening. He pushed forward slowly, edging his massive member into me, spreading me open with each inch.
“Oh!” I gasped, feeling myself becoming stuffed by his huge dick. It penetrated into me and felt like it was ripping me apart from the inside. Trevor grabbed my thighs and lifted me up from the ground, spreading my legs wide as he pressed me against the wall.
The angle allowed his cock to penetrate further into me and I could feel it hit my inner wall. He kept pressing forward, making me whimper in pain as he forced his entire member deep into my soaking wet pussy, which was coating his thick rod in its juices.
He started to thrust, making my wet body slide up and down across the wall. Trevor grunted loudly, gripping my thighs firmly as he pushed his cock into me with uncaring force. My hands reached up the wall, looking for something to hold onto, and eventually found the showerhead holder. I grabbed it firmly and held on for dear life while Trevor kept pumping forcefully into me.
A pleasant feeling was stirring inside of me, making me moan and grip tighter around the metal holder. I felt my pussy vibrate; increasing in intensity with each hard thrust Trevor did into me.
“Oh yeah!” I moaned.
“Mmm, Katy!” He moaned back, thrusting even harder into me. His cock was growing inside of me, increasing in girth to make room for the cum that was ready to shoot out of him. “I’m coming.” He grunted.
“Come inside of me!” I begged.
His swollen cock was sending me over the edge, making my body explode into a fit of pure, violent ecstasy. My legs went numb beneath me, everything that existed was Trevor and his cock pounding me harshly and unforgivingly.
My tight pussy clamped around him and he finally erupted, shooting his fertile, sticky swimmer directly into my cervix and coating all my insides with his seed.
“YES, RIGHT THERE!” I screamed, pressing myself back against his body. He panted and shivered, still thrusting into me, but unevenly and tiredly. Trevor lowered me down slowly, his cock slipping out of my wet chasm when he moved himself backwards.
“Christ…” He mumbled. “You’re so tight.”
He stepped out from the shower, leaving me leaning against the tiles, my sore pussy dripping with cum. I lifted the shower head from the wall holder and increased the pressure, letting it splash onto my chest.
“Finished showering?” I looked at Trevor while he wiped his body with a maroon towel.
“Yeah, I should get started thinking about dinner.” He answered, hastily pulling a t-shirt over his head.
“Oh yeah, dinner.” I had forgotten all about dinner -- just like I had forgotten about what I was going to tell him. But right now didn’t seem like the best time, it would have to wait. “well, I’m sure you can come up with something good. I’ll finish showering and come downstairs in a bit.”
I moved the showerhead between my legs, suddenly amazed by the feeling of the pressure against my clit. I let out a small gasp as I rubbed the head against my clit, unk
nowing that Trevor was watching me. I looked up and noticed his stare.
“It feels good, okay?” I said and smiled sheepishly, putting the shower head back where it belonged.
“Oh that’s okay!” He said with a wide smile and headed out from the bathroom. Before closing the door behind him, he turned around. “I’ll see you soon.”
The moment he shut the door, I grabbed the showerhead and lowered it down between my legs.
* * *
Stretched By Him
My stomach had started to grow and it was getting noticeable. Sooner or later someone was going to find out that I’m pregnant — I couldn’t hide it anymore. I hadn’t been able to bring myself to tell anyone, not even he who got me into this. I can’t believe I’m pregnant with my stepfather’s baby.
If only we had used protection, or if he at least would have pulled out! Maybe then I wouldn’t be in this position, but it was too late now. I didn’t dare tell my mother, she knew I didn’t have a boyfriend… How could I ever tell her that I was pregnant at age 19 and that the father was her gorgeous man toy? That would be… very embarrassing. To say the least.
It was a pain to choose clothes every morning; it was so hard to find shirts that hid my rounding belly. Whenever I saw my older friends’ and relatives cute babies I couldn’t help but to wish for my own, and I had secretly wanted one for a long time. Seeing my cousin coo with her sweet little children always had me fuming with jealousy — always hidden behind a polite smile, of course.
I had never thought it could happen this fast, or this easy, or that the father would be Owen — out of all the men in the world! I hope he will help me. I didn’t know what to do about the pregnancy, so I was going to ask him about it today. If he asks any questions about it… I’ll just lie. Yeah. It will be too awkward otherwise.
Suddenly my phone vibrated in my pocket, startling me briefly before I picked it up. It was a message from my mother, I saw as I swiped my finger across the screen and unlocked it.
Tessie, I’m going out with friends. Ask Owen to help you make dinner when he comes home from work.
I snorted to myself. I was old enough to drive a car and live on my own, yet she didn’t think I could throw together a meal on the stove. To be fair, she wasn’t completely wrong — I had a tendency to be a little bit lazy.
I tilted down the screen of my laptop, placing it on the chair behind me as I got up and walked to the kitchen, suddenly with a strong craving for… citrus fruit. My enlarged stomach churned loudly, urging me to run downstairs and raid the refrigerator. Mmm, pickles… Oh, I hope there’s leftovers from yesterday!
The fridge door swung open and I set my eyes on… pure, disappointing emptiness. Doesn’t anyone shop for groceries around here?! I thought and sighed. Apparently I would have to ask Owen after all, maybe he could take us to the store.
When I was reaching across the table for a pen to write a grocery list with, I heard keys rattling outside and the front door opened. Owen was home already! I dropped the pen and walked into the hall to greet him.
“Hey.” I chirped and leaned back against the lavender–painted walls.
“Hi, Tessa.” Owen smiled at me as he unbuttoned his coat. He took it off and hung it on its hook, glancing at me suspiciously. “Are you saving for the winter? You know, like bears?” He asked suddenly.
“Uhm… No. Why?” I asked, furrowing my brow in confusion.
“Well…” he bit his lip as he thought for a moment. “You just seem to be gathering a little bit extra around your waist. Isn’t that what bears do when they hibernate?” He chuckled.
I looked up at him with a dramatic, fake insulted expression on my face, although I knew he was joking.
“Damn you!” I said loudly, swaying my fist in the air.
Owen laughed again and walked towards me.
“I’m just kidding.” He said, throwing his arms around me and pulling me into a tight hug. “You look great.” He added, stroking my back softly.
I hugged him back, enjoying it greatly. His hugs were always so cuddly and warm, although I knew exactly what he was about to do next. As I predicted, his hand slid down across my back and onto my ass, squeezing it gently.
I sunk my head into his chest, thinking about the whole pregnancy thing. I wasn’t sure at all how he would react — maybe I shouldn’t keep it from him after all?
Soon, I could feel that familiar, hard bulge in his pants, poking at my waist. I couldn’t help myself but to place my hands over his cock and caressing it through his pants, making him grunt pleasurably.
“Do you want to go to… the bedroom?” He asked as he pulled away for me, raising his eyebrows expressively. After–work fun had become our occasional pastime during the last few months.
“Or how about… the living room?” I suggested, unbuckling his belt and making sure we were both on the same page about the situation.
Owen nodded happily before placing his hands on my shoulders and turning me around, leading me in front of him to the big, open room. He pushed me onto the backrest of the sofa, making me moan quietly as it hit against my belly.
“Oh, sorry! Did you get hurt?” He asked.
“No, I uh… I’ve just had some cramps recently, from working out.” I answered quickly.
“At least you are taking care of yourself!” He added, hinting that I needed it. He must really think I’m just getting chubbier!
I turned around to face him, glancing into his kind eyes as I slowly fell to my knees, sliding my hands over his thighs and feeling him out, teasing him a little bit.
“Oh yes!” He let out, cheerfully raising his arms up like a champion, knowing that he was about to get sucked off by my young, tight lips.
“Calm yourself.” I giggled, pulling his jeans down slowly over his hips. I set my eyes upon his cock, proudly erect and poking straight out through his dark blue boxers. “Mmm…” I let out, licking my lips excitedly.
I pulled his boxers down, revealing his beautiful, stiff pink cock. It was massive — thicker than my wrists and extremely satisfying.
My fingers wrapped around it tightly — barely reaching around his entire thickness — and started to pull the foreskin up and down, quickly bringing his dick to a full erection. Owen moaned loudly, closing his eyes and leaning his head back in pleasure.
I leaned my head forward, throwing my hair over my shoulder whilst licking my lips and coating them in a thick layer of wet saliva. I stuck my tongue out, licking Owen’s long cock from bottom to top and leaving a wet trail along his stiff shaft. I stopped at the tip, slowly bringing my lips over it and taking it into my mouth. It spread my mouth open, expanding my lips around his thick cock.
Owen’s hand reached around my head, his fingers wrapping into my hair and massaging my scalp gently. His pleasure sounds were making me aroused, causing my quenching pussy to drip juices and soak up my cotton panties.
My mouth slid down over his cock slowly and I could taste his salty tang on my tongue. He grabbed my hair firmly and started to move my head back and forth over his dick, pushing it further into my mouth and making me gag slightly as it hit my throat. I pulled away.
“Sorry.” Owen mumbled. “It just feels so good.”
“Control yourself.” I snickered and looked up into his green eyes.
“I will.” He promised.
I placed my lips back around his thick cock, using my hand to jerk him off while my mouth worked on the tip. Owen was soon back to moaning, thrusting carefully back and forth to enhance his pleasure. I lifted my other hand to my breast, rubbing it slowly through my top before I pulled it down and exposed my swollen tits.
My pussy was aching for his cock at this point, my puffy, pink lips pulsating heavily and oozing fluids. Owen started to grunt louder as his cock grew inside my mouth.
“I’m gonna come.” He gasped, his legs twitching as he thrust into my wet mouth. He pulled it out, aiming his cock down at my cleavage.
His cock burst, spurting his salt
y, sticky load all over my naked skin. He stroked his cock slowly, squirting out what seemed like an endless amount of semen onto me.
I looked up at him, watching him stroke his cock and the last drops dripping from the tip of it. I held my breasts together, squeezing them firmly for him to see. I know he loves it. I reached up and cupped his balls with my hand, tickling them and giving them a small squeeze. He was completely empty — and it showed, I thought as I looked down on my drenched cleavage.
“Glad you liked it.” I winked at him and wiped some of the cum with my hands, grabbing the roll of paper on the bookshelf.
“I loved it.” He smiled as he pulled his pants up. “Thanks hun.” He made his way towards the kitchen, probably to the bathroom to clean his cock. I should get cleaned up too, maybe I’ll take a shower.
That moment, I felt a nudge inside my stomach. Was it hunger or the baby? I couldn’t tell, but it wasn’t a feeling I was used to… Worried, I went into the kitchen, holding my hand over my belly as if I had a stomach ache, in case Owen noticed.
I poured myself some water from the sink and drank it all in one go, cleaning my mouth while at it. The strange feeling in my stomach had faded quickly, thankfully, because I could now hear my stepfather walking up to me behind me. I turned around to look at him and noticed that he had already changed clothes to a white t–shirt and black sweat pants.
“Oh wow…” He mumbled. “That’s hot.” His gaze was locked on my cleavage, still covered in his cum. I looked down and smiled.
“That’s all you, daddy.” I giggled and finished my drink.
“Are you going to clean it up?” He asked, giving me the feeling that he was worried I would honestly walk around the house with a load of semen splattered on my breasts.
“Why?” I had to ask.
“Well… just asking.” He said nonchalantly. “I mean, you do have my cum on your chest and it’s quite noticeable.” He leaned onto the table to check today’s mail, going through the magazines and advertisements.
“Maybe I’ll keep it on me until mom comes home.” I joked, trying to keep a serious expression on my face. Owen’s posture changed, as well as his mood, and he seemed bothered.
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