“What are you doing?” I asked.
“You’ll see.” He answered.
I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him from behind, glancing around him to see what he was holding. It was a small bundle of black rope with some fancy knots tied on it. I didn’t know he could tie those. I thought to myself, impressed.
“Playing with some rope, huh?” I joked and pointed at his rope.
“Mm–hmmm.” He hummed and tightened the knots on the rope, testing them and making sure they held tight.
I stepped back from the table and looked around the dimly lit basement. It had been a while since I’d been here the last time, because it was mainly his “man cave” nowadays. There wasn’t much furniture, only a bunch of tables creeping along the walls, as well as a couple of old chairs.
“Claire.” My stepfather’s voice called out behind me. “Do you want to play a game?”
“What kind of game?” I asked and turned around.
“I call it rope play.“ My stepfather announced proudly with a wide smile. “It’s a combination of role play and… bondage. Well, it’s mostly just bondage.” My eyes shot open.
“Bondage?” I asked, my heart suddenly beating fast. “You mean… you want to tie me down?”
“Yes, Claire.” Jake said. I bit my lip as I considered his suggestion.
“Would it hurt?” I asked finally.
“Only if you struggle.” My stepfather said with a devious smile. His offer was exciting — the thought of him dominating me and being in complete control was making my pussy drip with arousal.
“Okay.” I said. “I’ll do it.” Not wasting any time, Jake reached into his pocket and took out a dark piece of fabric. His arms extended next to my ears and the tied the fabric tightly around my head, so that it covered my eyes. The world became completely black.
“Can you see?” He asked quietly into my ear, brushing his fingertips against my neck.
“No.”
“…Good.” Jake undressed me quickly, grabbing my shirt and pulling it over my head. I stepped out of my slacks, leaving me wearing nothing but my black panties. He grabbed my arms and brought them behind my head, meeting my elbows together with my hands between my shoulder blades. He held my arms firmly as he led me across the room.
Soon, we stopped and he pushed me down onto something cold — a table? — and held me down with one hand, while he wrapped the rope around my wrists and arms and tied it down tightly. It was too tight, almost painful.
“It hurts.” I mumbled.
Jake’s hand slammed against my buttocks forcefully, leaving a bright red mark and making me scream from the unexpected pain.
“If you talk again, I’ll have to gag you.” He said sternly and tied the knots around my wrists even tighter.
Grabbing my tied arms, Jake pulled me away from the table and pushed me down to my knees on the floor. I heard him pull down his zipper before I felt the heat of his member against my face.
“Suck it.” He commanded, pressing his stiff cock in between my unprepared lips, spreading them wide open beyond their limit. My teeth scraped briefly against his skin while I adjusted his huge member inside my mouth. Jake’s hand wrapped into my hair, gripping it firmly and pulling hard.
“And don’t use teeth!” He grunted as he started to thrust slowly back and forth between my tight lips. I moved my head over his member, twirling my tongue around his swollen tip. That wasn’t enough for Jake, who started pushing my head back and forth over his huge cock, pressing it deeper with each push.
I gagged when he suddenly pushed it down my throat, making his member slip out again. He pulled my head back and planted a firm slap on my cheek, sending my head flying to the side. I held back a quiet whimper, but I couldn’t stop the tears from welling up in my eyes.
“Are you going to do that again?” Jake questioned me, grabbing my chin and tilting my head upwards. “Huh?“ I shook my head softly — I had agreed to this, after all. Despite the pain, a part of me was enjoying it. I could feel my pussy quenching as I became aroused, hungry for Jake’s fat cock.
I placed my wet lips back over his member and he thrust it back into me, forcing it down my throat with the first push. I held back a gag and moved my head back and forth, letting his cock slide even further down my throat. I was becoming sore from his harsh, rough treatment, but I was determined to please him.
His manhood was pulsating rapidly inside my mouth, letting me know that he was close to coming.
Suddenly, he pulled out.
“Get back on the table.” He commanded, lifting me by the armpit and pushing me face–down onto table. Without my hands to stop the fall, it was a harsh landing as my cheek struck against the cold metal sheet.
Using the end of the rope wrapped around my arms, Jake folded my legs towards my buttocks and tied my ankles down tightly. It secured me on the table, unable to move. The short rope forced me to keep my legs up and spread wide, with only the thin fabric of my panties protecting my opening from the horny man — and his huge cock.
My heartbeat sped up as I realized that I was stuck — left at Jake’s will to do with as he pleased. It was a surprisingly erotic feeling, arousing me more than anything that night, and I could feel my pussy juices leaking out and soaking my panties.
Jake’s hand traced up my thigh slowly before stopping at my drenched panties. He stuck one finger underneath the seam, feeling the smooth skin of my exposed, wet pussy. I squirmed around, anxious and aching for his touch. He grabbed my panties with both hands, pulling them apart until they ripped and exposed my willing wetness.
His fingers traced my opening, teasing me. I arched my back and pressed myself against him, trying to signal that I wanted him inside of me, but he didn’t understand. Or maybe he just didn’t care. I wanted to scream and beg, but I couldn’t for the fear of punishment.
He moved himself upwards, spreading my legs wider apart with his strong thighs as he leaned down onto me. I could feel his throbbing, stiff member against my pussy. He placed it at my opening, circling it around slowly and soaking his cock in my juices. Anxiously, I tried to press myself backwards to invite his member into me, but I was too tied down.
Jake’s hand grabbed my ass cheek firmly, holding me back and stopping me from squirming around. His signal was clear even without words, and I instantly stopped moving around.
After what felt like an eternity, I felt his cock back at my entrance. It probed me slowly, Jack’s strong hands holding my lips apart as he forced it in. Unable to control myself, I let out a loud cry of pleasure as his cock filled me up, spreading me open with his inhumane girth.
Jake didn’t care and started to thrust in and out of me, digging further into my wet, tight hole with each push. His length simulated my G–spot as he moved his hips back and forth, making me slide slightly forward each time he pushed into me.
I moaned and groaned, digging my fingernails into my hand as the waves of pleasure became more frequent, quickly pushing me into the ocean of pleasure. Because of the blow–job I had given him earlier, it didn’t take Jake long to start swelling inside of me, spreading my trembling pussy open even more.
I let out a loud, long scream when his cock erupted, shooting a massive load of warm, white cum into me, coating my quenching pussy in his fertile seed. His cum leaked out of my throbbing pussy as he pulled out, his legs shaking and him breathing heavily — almost panting.
* * *
I was feeling hurt, but very pleased at the same time. My head was spinning from all the mixed feelings inside my body, and I could hardly walk up the basement stairs because of the spasms shooting through my legs. As I walked through the door, I could hear Jake cork a bottle — probably wine.
I decided to get myself a drink as well, I was feeling really thirsty after our little session. Heading into the kitchen and digging through the fridge, I grabbed a carton of pear juice and poured myself a big glass.
I wonder if I became pregnant. The thought we
nt through my head, making me smile slightly. After all, not many things are more taboo than fucking your own stepfather and giving birth to his child.
Oh, I hope it’s twins!
* * *
Step Is Too Big
I stepped out from the restaurant bathroom and made my way back to our table. I was slightly disappointed that my mother didn’t have time to join us for my 19th birthday dinner, but I felt rejoiced as well. It wasn’t often that I got to spend time all alone with Gerald, my stepfather, so I saw this as a chance for us to connect. It had been few months since my mom and Gerald got married, but I still couldn’t stop myself from fantasizing about him from time to time — he was just so sweet and kind to me. Like no one else.
He kept asking me about boyfriends and I kept blushing, so I had to go to the bathroom. I was too afraid to tell him that I had never had one and that I was untouched. I hope he won’t bring it up again.
Gerald smiled big when he spotted me, his light green eyes locking onto me almost immediately when I turned the corner. The main course hadn’t arrived yet, but Gerald was munching down on his appetizer — some delicious–looking buffalo wings. My stomach churned hungrily as I sat down on the other side of the table and leaned back in my chair.
“These are great!” He exclaimed, pointing at the small basket with wings.
“Oh there’s dip for them too?” I asked as I spotted the small cups on his side of the table, suspiciously placed behind a roll of paper, as if he was hiding them.
“Yeah, blue mold cheese dip and garlic dip. Do you want some?” He asked and pushed them closer to me.
I took a wing and dipped it in the cheese dip, sinking my teeth into it and enjoying the explosive taste in my mouth. Mmmm. They were really good, too bad there weren’t more of them.
“So you never answered before you left,” My stepfather continued and finished his wing. “Do you have a boyfriend?”
God damn it, I thought and looked aside. I couldn’t run away from his questions — not again — I should just go ahead and tell him.
“No… I don’t.” I mumbled, tilting my head down in shame.
“What, no way! How is it possible that such a beautiful, young girl like you doesn’t have a boyfriend?” He asked, lifting my mood with his nice words. I raised my head to look at him, our eyes meeting again.
“I just haven’t found anyone…” I answered moodily.
“That’s a shame.” He mumbled. “Does that mean that you haven’t been with anyone then?” He then added.
Was he really asking me that?
“No… I haven’t.” I answered.
“If I was your age, I would be all over you!” Gerald said and turned to me. A smile crept over my face as he said it, making me feel happy and warm inside.
“Does age really matter?” I asked quietly, looking up into his eyes. He suddenly gasped while he was drinking, making him cough and put the glass down quickly.
“Well, no… it doesn’t. Age is just a number after all.” He answered, looking little bit nervous.
“Are you still all over me?” I asked, feeling something strong growing inside of me. Lust.
Gerald seemed hesitant to answer.
“Yes, but currently… it just… It can’t be like that.” He answered.
I decided to push it a little bit more, because I felt like this was the perfect time. I took my foot out of my shoe and extended it toward his leg, brushing my toes against his shins. Gerald faked a cough.
“Um.. Nicole, you shouldn’t.” He said anxiously, looking around the room discreetly.
“Don’t you want me to?” I asked, moving my foot higher onto his thighs. It didn’t feel like he was resisting — in fact he spread his legs slightly.
“Of course I do…” He answered with a furrowed brow. “There’s nothing I would want more! But I am your stepfather.”
“Technically. But in the end, we are both adults. And be both want each other.” I said and pushed my feet deeper into his crotch, meeting his hardened bulge. I let out a gasp as I felt its size.
“Wow.” I said, a feisty smile appearing on my face.
“You can’t handle that.” Gerald shifted in his seat, his attitude suddenly very different. He had given in to the temptation of taking a much younger girl.
“I would like to try.” I leaned over the table, stroking his huge cock with my foot and feeling its shape through his dark jeans.
“Now?” He glanced to the side.
“Why not?” I pressed on. I was getting wet from the sheer thought of him penetrating my tight pussy with that monster of his. He’ll tear me. I thought and became slightly scared, but still wanted it badly.
He stood up suddenly, extending his hand for me to grab as if he wanted me to follow him. I embraced it and got up as well. We walked to the corridor and it looked like he was taking us to the bathrooms. How exciting.
He opened the door to the women’s bathroom, looking in carefully before pulling me into it behind him. He turned towards the door and locked it. Was I going to lose my virginity here — to my stepfather?
He turned to face me, looking like a completely different man. I had thought about this, but I’d never imagined that it might actually happen. Gerald walked towards me slowly, and I didn’t say anything, but like an instinct I reached my hand towards his jeans, fondling his member through his pants.
I looked up into his eyes as I unbuttoned him and opened the zipper. Excitedly, I pulled down his pants over his hips, revealing his white boxer briefs. I fondled his cock through the fabric, trying to get a feel of his size. His bulge was enormous, and felt thick and rock hard. Gerald became impatient and pulled his boxers down for me, letting his stiff member spring free.
“Oh my god!” I gasped, reaching out to grab his cock, which was the size of my forearm. “It’s so big.“ Was all I could say. My fingers barely reached around his thickness when I held it, feeling the blood pumping and making him harder every second.
“Your mother said the same the first time she saw it.” Gerald said with a chuckle.
“I understand what she sees in you now.” I answered with a smirk. “It’s hard to miss.”
Gerald snickered as he reached hand down over mine, stroking his rigid cock with my hand. It throbbed against my fingers as the man became increasingly more aroused. I grabbed him harder and started to stroke up and down, determined to please him. He leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes with a pleased moan.
I wanted to take his cock in my mouth, but I was afraid it wouldn’t fit. At the same time, his uncircumcised cock looked so hard and inviting, almost calling me to taste its salty tang. I kept stroking him up and down, enjoying the sounds of pleasure escaping his mouth.
Suddenly, the sound of the doorknob being turned shot through my ears, making me jump. Someone was trying to enter the locked bathroom, but couldn’t get inside. Gerald froze next to me as we both listened closely, but there were no more sounds. Whoever had been outside was gone now.
“That was close.” I said. Gerald had a relieved smile on his face.
“Yeah, it was!”
“So…” I mumbled, looking up into his eyes seductively. “Do you want me to suck you?”
“You would do that?” Gerald looked surprised, but happy.
“The least I could do is try.” I said, falling to my knees in front of him.
I pulled down the skin around his cock and licked my lips, soaking them in my saliva before I leaned in. I closed my eyes when my lips closed around the tip of his stiff, pink cock. I worked my way down slowly, feeling my lips expand as they slid down over Gerald’s shaft, making him groan from pleasure.
Well, that was surprisingly easy. I thought as I reached the base, enjoying the feeling of Gerald’s huge cock inside my mouth. Sucking in my cheeks, I started to go up and down over his member, bringing him closer to his orgasm with every stroke.
Pleasing Gerald was making me so aroused that I couldn’t help but to reach un
derneath my dress, and stroke myself through my wet panties. Gerald’s hand gripped firmly around my hair, his fingertips gently massaging my scalp and making me feel good.
It didn’t take too long for him to start growing inside of me, his already–large member becoming even larger. It swell inside my mouth, expanding my lips that were pressed firmly around it. He grabbed my hair tighter and started thrusting carefully, poking the wall of my mouth with his cock.
I held him inside of me, determined to bring him to an orgasm on my own. Soon, he erupted, shooting out a thick load of white, sticky secretions with a loud grunt. It felt warm and pleasant, tasting slightly salty. I pressed my lips tightly around his cock as I pulled away, milking him of his last drops.
I stood up and thought about spitting out his seed, but ended up swallowing it instead. It didn’t taste bad, but it felt a little bit weird when it went down since it wasn’t just liquid.
“Wow, Nicole.” Gerald moaned. “You have some sweet lips, alright!” I giggled and wiped his seed from the side of my lips.
Looking over my shoulder, I noticed him cleaning his dick behind me and pulling his pants up. Isn’t he going to fuck me? I washed my hands a little bit and gargled some water in my mouth.
“Do you want to go somewhere else?” Gerald asked behind me as he closed in, putting his hands on my hips and slowly rubbing his groins against my ass. I nodded, felling like I was ready for anything that could happen.
“Where can we go?” I asked, turning towards Gerald and putting my head against his chest to hear his strong heartbeat.
“I know couple of places… many, in fact.” He said, reaching his hands around me for a quick hug before letting go and walking away to unlock the door.
“Alright, let’s go somewhere then!” I said cheerfully and followed him. As we got out from the bathroom to the corridor, I noticed an old lady looking at us very judgmentally. She had probably waited for quite a while out there.
We giggled a bit as we passed her, totally forgetting about the meal which had probably been served to our table by now. We headed outside instead, returning to our white SUV.
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