“Let’s go back to the living room.” He suggested, but it sounded more like a demand.
His hands reached out and pulled me to my feet, and I followed behind him with quick steps. As we passed the hallway, I turned my head and looked into Rick’s eyes.
“You can come too.” I said in a low tone, winking quickly.
As soon as we came into the living room, Rick grabbed me and threw me down onto the sofa. There was something wild about the look on his face when he spread my legs apart roughly—like he couldn’t control himself.
He started to unbutton my blouse and was soon joined by Ethan, who ripped my skirt straight off my body. He pressed himself between my knees, tugging at my fragile panties. They came right off, exposing my swollen, wet pussy lips.
He made me moan with just a soft touch and I arched by back, eagerly pressing by sensitive clit against his hand. A fire was lit inside of me, and my clenching pussy ached for penetration. Each soft touch of his fingers made me feel amazing.
As my blouse fell off my shoulders and onto the sofa, Rick’s hands reached for my breasts. He caressed them harshly, pressing down hard. I couldn’t help but to yelp as his teeth locked around my nipple and bit down.
I loved their rough touch, it was something I’d never experienced with Alex. Their big hands explored every part of my body, making me shiver and gasp with anticipation.
Ethan moved to my side and pulled me into his lap. I straddled him, feeling his hard cock between my thighs, and planted my lips on his neck. My tongue explored his rough skin as his hands wandered across my body, feeling me out all over.
I moved my hips forward, causing Ethan’s cock to spring up against my opening. His hands gripped my thighs and I lowered myself down slowly, inviting his cock deep inside my pussy.
“Oh my god.” I moaned as his thickness penetrated me, spreading my pussy lips apart. I could feel my pussy being stretched open as he entered me.
Ethan let out a sound, which was something between a snarl and a groan, and started to thrust into me. His hands were gripping my thighs tightly, leaving red marks as his nails dug into my skin.
He pressed himself in all the way, making me whimper as his cock rammed against my inner wall. He was breathing heavily at this point, with a small bead of sweat rolling down the side of his forehead.
His hard thrusts were sending me flying into the air, bouncing up and down on his lap. I could feel his cock become lubricated by my pussy juices, making it easier and much more enjoyable. I was starting to feel amazing.
I could feel Rick’s hand land on my shoulder, softly stroking my exposed skin. He held me down as Ethan rammed his cock deep inside of me, making me moan and gasp loudly with pleasure. Rick’s fingers suddenly wrapped around my throat, choking me slightly and making it hard to breathe.
“You better be a good girl.” He whispered in my ear.
I felt my heart racing as he spoke, and my cheeks flared red from excitement. I wanted to be a good girl for Rick, but on the other hand I was curious about what would happen if I wasn’t. The thought of Rick holding me down and giving me a rough fucking was turning me on like no tomorrow.
“Or else?” I whispered.
Rick’s hand gripped harder around my throat. His hot breath warmed my neck as he leaned in and placed his lips right next to my ear. “Or I’ll make you wish you had.”
His free hand wandered down my back, following the natural curves of my young body. With eager moves, his fingers started to caress by buttocks, squeezing them firmly. Suddenly, without warning, his fingers slipped into my crack and started to massage my butthole.
I couldn’t help but to gasp. “What are you doing?” I asked with a tremble in my voice.
“Give it a shot.” Rick suggested, continuing to fondle with my opening.
I relaxed my tense body, sinking against Ethan’s chest. I hadn’t ever had a man play with my ass before, and it was a completely new feeling. It felt… strange, but extremely good at the same time! It didn’t take long for me to start loving Rick’s gentle touch.
“Oh, Rick.” I moaned. “That feels good.”
“Oh yeah?” He grunted. “Then you’re gonna like this.”
Suddenly, his finger probed my entrance, gently spreading my tight walls apart. I groaned loudly, feeling myself tense up again. With careful moves, Rick started to move his finger back and forth, until it was sliding in with ease. I wasn’t sure how to react, it was so different from anything I’d ever imagined, but I still moaned pleasurably each time his finger penetrated further into me.
Rick’s hand lifted from my throat, allowing me to breathe properly again. I fell down against Ethan’s body, and he stroked my hair softly while I moaned against his chest. All of the sudden, I could hear Rick spit into his hand, and just a moment later that same hand was lubricating my butthole.
I breathed heavily, trying to prepare myself for what was about to happen—Rick was about to put his cock in my ass.
“Are you ready for this?” He asked, pressing the tip of his stiff, fat cock against my opening.
“I’m ready!” I let out, gripping Ethan’s shirt and holding it tightly.
I could feel Ethan’s cock growing inside of me, and hear his rapid breathing as he came closer to an orgasm. His thickness spread my inner walls apart even more, making me feel great.
Rick’s cock throbbed against my butthole, pulsating heavily while he positioned it properly. With a hard thrust of his hips, his cock slipped inside of me, spreading my opening wide apart.
I screamed loudly as the pain shot through me, and Ethan quickly planted his hand over my mouth.
“We need to be quiet, remember?” He whispered between heavy breaths.
At that same moment, his cock erupted inside of me, coating the inside of my pussy with his hot, sticky seed.
“Yes…” I moaned as the first load hit me. “Oh yes, Ethan!”
My body started to shiver, sending spikes of pleasure to the tips of my fingers. I arched my body back as my pussy convulsed, clenching and unclenching tightly around Ethan’s cock. I exploded into a fit of pleasure, gasping and moaning, unable to speak even one word.
At that same moment, Rick thrust forward, burrowing his fat cock deep inside of my asshole. He ripped me apart, making me scream into Ethan’s hand and bite down firmly around his skin.
Rick started to thrust back and forth, pressing his cock all the way inside of me, repeatedly, and without empathy. With each push, I let out a pained whimper, but I could quickly feel myself become lubed up on the inside—and the extreme pain turned into extreme pleasure.
While Ethan slowed down, still shooting bursts of goo into me, Rick sped up, fucking me hard and fast. After a moment, he was breathing heavily, and a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead.
“You’re so tight.” He groaned, finding my throat with his hands again.
With his fingers wrapped around my neck, Rick squeezed down as his cock grew inside of me. With such speed, it didn’t take long for him to climax, and he was soon grunting loudly as his cock filled me to the brim with white, liquid goodness.
“Yees…” He growled. “Take it all!”
His hands lifted from my neck and he stumbled backwards, cock in hand, and threw himself down on the sofa next to me. I collapsed on top of Ethan, whose eyes were closed, and he looked as if he was already dazing off.
“Wow…” I mumbled softly. “I hope we’ll do this again.” I added quietly after a moment. My stepfather chuckled quietly, eyes still closed, and stroked my hair while my thoughts started to wander.
I should probably thank Anya for this. I thought to myself, smiling. And maybe I’ll tell her Alex has an STD while I’m at it. I doubt that fucking jerk would have ever treated me this well. In the end, I’m almost glad he cheated on me—otherwise none of this would have ever happened.
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Spread from Behind
I could hardly believe my eyes when I saw my stepfather outside on
the porch, with his lips pressed against our neighbor’s as they wrapped their arms around each other in a tight embrace. He definitely wasn’t holding back his sensual kiss — What a bastard!
He was cheating on my mother, but the more I thought about it the less I blamed him. I had always suspected that my mother wasn’t entirely faithful towards him either, during her week–long business trips that she went on very often. He must be lonely.
I couldn’t take my eyes off them when I sat quietly by the window, stalking them without their knowledge. They kissed with such passion — something that I hadn’t seen between my mother and him for a long time.
I wonder if she’s is his lover… I thought to myself, intently watching the middle–aged, petite blonde woman he stood next to. I barely knew her, but I suppose she was a nice lady. Nice enough to get a kiss from my stepfather at 02 am on a Wednesday.
It was by accident that I caught them — I had been sitting by the window and browsing on my phone, when suddenly the porch light turned on and lit them up during their private moment.
By now I was intrigued, and I wanted to know more! Why? Was one of the questions that occupied my young mind. How long?
Eventually, I climbed down from the windowpane and walked downstairs, into the pitch black kitchen. The darkness gave me an idea — what if I suddenly turned on the kitchen and corridor lights? I’m sure that would give him a real scare!
I approached the kitchen window carefully and peeked outside. They were sitting down now, looking lovingly at each other and holding hands together between the two garden chairs. They looked very… tranquil. But that’s about to change. I thought quietly to myself with a wicked grin.
Leaping across the room, I quickly hit my palm against the light switch before running into the corridor and turning on the lights there as well, filling the ground floor with a bright, yellow glow.
I leaned against the wall for a moment, hidden out of sight from the front door, and listened to the panicked sounds of them scrambling out of their chairs. The sounds were loud and undignified, and could be compared to that of a sea elephant getting out of the water.
Containing my curiosity was hard, but I had to keep myself away from the window. I walked back into the kitchen instead, casually digging through the fridge as if I was only downstairs in order to make myself a late–night snack. As I did so, I could hear the backdoor opening behind me, and someone sneaking inside.
“Oh, h–hey Julie. You’re up late.” My stepfather Sean let out with a slight stutter.
I seemed to have managed to scare him a little bit at least. I turned around and saw him standing below the kitchen arch with a guilty, sheepish look on his face.
“I felt hungry after I was woken up by a light outside.” I answered quickly, turning my head back towards the fridge to prepare myself a bowl of muesli.
“What light?” Sean asked instantly.
I looked over my shoulder before answering, and saw that he had moved towards the table and was leaning over it.
“There was a light coming from the porch, it shone into my room.” I said matter–of–factly as I lifted my bowl up and started munching at it next to the kitchen counter.
He had an interesting expression on his face as he watched me, silently observing me as I enjoyed my cereal. Mmm, this is so good… I thought to myself, biting into the crispy, sugary oats, covered in yogurt.
Sean looked agitated, which contrasted against my enjoyment. I’m sure he hadn’t expected to get caught, especially at this hour, and I was lucky to have been awake and on my phone. Frankly, I found the whole situation a little bit amusing.
“I saw you from the window.” I continued, shoveling another spoon of muesli into my hungry mouth.
“Ah… well… yeah, I was out.” Sean answered, looking at the wall instead of me while he spoke.
“So who was with you?” I asked and looked at him curiously.
Knowing his secret — that he was doing something naughty with miss neighbor — made me feel smug, and I kept pressing him for more information. I wonder if they’ve done anything more than just kissing. I thought to myself. Surely they must have, I mean they were both adults and all.
“Who do you mean?” He responded, probably trying to fish for information as well.
“The lady from next door.” I said, crunching loudly. “What was she doing there with you? Isn’t it a little bit too late?”
“Umm… Yeah.” He answered coyly, not trying to deny the facts.
“So what were you doing?” I asked as I put the bowl down in the sink, feeling the thirst for orange juice in my throat.
“Nothing…” Sean mumbled and stood up straight. “I just saw her outside and thought I’d say hi.” He escaped into the corridor and into the living room, where he sat down on the sofa with a loud sigh.
I quickly leapt through the rooms to join him, leaning against the back rest while he rapidly skipped through all the channels on the TV.
“I saw you kiss.”
“We weren’t kissing.” He responded quickly, but I could see the guilt in his eyes, as well in his behavior.
“Come on… You don’t need to lie to me. I know what I saw.”
He turned his head and looked into my eyes, wary of admitting the truth, or even answering me. Why can’t men just admit when they’ve done something wrong? I already caught him!
It’s not like I was mad… I was just curious — intrigued, even. I would never dare to do something like that, let alone in our own backyard!
Truthfully… I was a little bit jealous — of her. I had felt that way in the past too, of my mother, but this time it was different. Very different.
“What do you want me to say?” Sean blurted out. “If you saw us… what is there even for me to say?”
He seemed more relaxed now. He probably felt a little bit better now that he didn’t have to avoid my questions anymore.
I jumped over the backseat and into the sofa next to him, trying to think of a good question now when he was likely to answer it.
“You kissed Ms. Falck… repeatedly.” I said with a wide smile, enjoying the sudden power I had over him. “Why?”
His face turned a ghastly white when he finally realized how much I knew. Lifting his arm up and pointing the remote at the TV, he turned it off and set the remote down on the table.
“So, what do you want? A new phone?” He asked and leaned forward.
“Haha, what?” I let out with a giggle. I couldn’t believe I had pushed him towards something so low.
“You heard me.” He said with a serious look on his face. “What do you want to keep this between us? Money?”
I could have asked for anything — a new laptop, fashionable clothes — but it didn’t feel right. Still, this was my chance to get anything I wanted, and I wasn’t going to waste it. Maybe I should ask for something completely different… a favor.
I gazed into his eyes while I crossed my legs, taking my time to answer.
“So you really don’t want me to tell mom?” I asked, testing his commitment.
“I would… really appreciate it if you didn’t.” He let out, putting his elbows against his knees and leaning on them tiredly. “It was a mistake and it won’t be happening again.”
Suddenly a wild idea crept into my mind… and idea for something I really wanted, but I wasn’t ready to ask for it. I wanted him to show me the same passion and affection that he did to Ms. Falck.
I felt extremely tempted — Sean was very attractive, and this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. But would he agree? He just called it a mistake… His stare was piercing, making me nervous as I glanced back and forth between him and the dim room.
“What if…” I mumbled, unable to say the rest out loud.
I giggled nervously, feeling the swarm of butterflies flapping wildly inside my stomach.
“What if what?” Sean asked impatiently. “Seriously, let’s just get this over with.”
“What if you kis
sed me the same way you kissed her?” I finally let out, grabbing the closest pillow and hugging it tightly while I waited for his response.
His mouth gaped open slightly, and his pupils grew large as he stared at me like he didn’t believe what he just heard. He leaned back forcefully, looking very confused.
“Seriously?” He asked after a moment of silence.
I looked at him innocently and nodded without a word, playing shyly with the curls of my hair. I didn’t feel in control anymore, I had lost all the power I had earlier. I hope it’s worth it.
Sean looked hesitant and nervous, but seemed to be giving in.
“Is that all you want? Like, no money or anything?” He asked after thinking for a moment.
“Yes.” I chirped.
“Alright.” He agreed. “But you can never tell anyone, and this never happened, okay?”
“Okay...” My cheeks felt warm as I nodded.
“Come sit, then.” Sean prompted, patting the free seat next to him on the sofa.
I crawled towards him, sitting so close I could feel his body heat radiate against me. He smells like the forest.
“So, uh… how do you want to do this?” He asked, looking sort of awkward.
“I don’t know…” I mumbled. “Imagine that I’m Ms. Falck.” I suggested, hoping that would help him see me as someone other than his stepdaughter. I didn’t care if he was “technically” my father, because we had never had that kind of relationship anyway. He, on the other hand, didn’t look too content about going through with it, but I had no idea of knowing what he was thinking.
He placed his hand on my thigh, stroking it slowly and calmly. He seemed to be contemplating how to move forward, paying close attention to the movements of his own hand.
Then, he turned his body towards me so that we were facing each other, both sitting quietly and looking into the other’s eyes. For a moment, it felt like a scene from a teenage movie.
Suddenly he reached his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, pressing my body tight against his. I could feel the hard muscles of his toned body, and it felt good — really good.
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