He withdrew his manhood slowly, and she was once again bathed in sensory overload. She’d never felt anything like this, even when she had three of her own fingers inside her. This was just… something different.
“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned as he began to push himself back inside her again. He was gentle and gradual, easing into it, and she loved that. He wasn’t like the boys she’d been with, all-in-out for twenty-two seconds, all clumsy and impatient. This man knew how to have sex.
“You feel good, baby?” he asked, and she nodded furiously, gripping onto his shoulders.
“Harder,” she whispered, and he grinned at her. He switched gears, began to fuck her with more intensity, and Mara pressed her face into his shoulder, biting his hard muscle. It was all she could do not to scream at the top of her lungs. The neighbors would surely hear that.
She found that the more he fucked her, the more she wanted, and she ground her hips upward to meet his with each of his thrusts. He cock was angled upward and impacting her g-spot, and she could feel that he was burying his full length inside her over and over again.
“Oh, Daddy, yes!” she cried as he made love to her with even more fervor. She could feel herself spiraling out of control, the pleasure threatening to turn into ecstasy at any instant. It was as though she was already there, and was simply waiting for her body to catch up and plunge her into a pool of utter bliss.
She kissed him hungrily, moaning into his mouth, feeling his breath wash over her. She held onto the back of his head, eye shut and faced bunched up with each time he bottomed out inside her.
And then he was pulling out of her, leaving her feeling an emptiness she had never fathomed. “Daddy, wait!” she cried, but when she realized what he was doing, she nodded. He had wrapped his hands around her hips, and was guiding her over. She turned, so that she was lying flat against the bed, her back toward him.
“Daddy, I’m going to come quickly,” she panted at him.
“Me too, baby.”
“Come together with me.”
“I will, baby.” He pushed her thighs together before spreading her bum so that he could guide himself inside her waiting canal. She clutched at the sheets as he entered her, the sensation even more powerful now. She knew that in this position she was tighter, but she hadn’t anticipated the difference.
“Fuck, Daddy, yes!” she moaned as he slid all the way inside her. He wrapped on of his hands around her hips until he found her clitoris, where he began to rub the hood in circles.
“Daddy,” she gasped. “Don’t stop until you come.”
He began to fuck her, again starting gradually, gently, but his pace quickened rapidly, and soon he was plunging himself inside her over and over. It felt as though every nerve inside her was being stimulated all at once. The position meant his thick bell-end rubbed against her g-spot endlessly, and Mara was already there, already the edge.
“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned. His fingers were expert on her clit, working her bundle of nerves with deft precision.
“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned again. “Oh, fuck, oh fuck—” Her voice gurgled out; she could no longer speak. Her body tightened up, rigid, and she lifted her hips slightly off the bed, pressing her bum into his abdomen with each of her Daddy’s thrusts inside her.
“Oh, fuck, Daddy, don’t stop, don’t stop!” And he didn’t. He drove himself into her, fingered her clitoris, and she was right on the precipice.
And then she was soaring. Her body convulsed, her fists balled, her toes curled, and she was in ecstasy, her senses lost to rapture.
“Ooohhhh!” she screamed, orgasm rocking her body, thrilling through her every nerve, igniting her womanhood and radiating through her body like an explosion within her.
She screamed as he drove her through it, his thrusting not stopping, his fingering not ceasing, and in that moment she climaxed again, this orgasm so unexpected, so intense, that it almost hurt.
“Daddy!” she shrieked, before she felt his body grow rigid, before she heard him groan. “Come inside me, Daddy!”
She felt his cock twitch inside her, felt his entire length grow impossibly thicker, and then he was groaning, his thrusts shallow, his body shaking, and he was unloading himself for all he was worth inside her. She wasn’t sure about it, but Mara thought she could almost feel his hot and sticky seed filling her up.
And then it was over. He lowered himself onto her. She was panting and he was heaving, and sweat lined their two bodies.
They lay together, unmoving, and not speaking, for perhaps minutes. She could feel that he was still hard inside her, and every small switch of his cock sent her shivering, her sex now hypersensitive.
She pushed up against him, and he rolled off her, his cock still as hard as it was before he had fucked her. She could feel his cum leaking out of her, and she sent a hand down in between her legs, rubbing her fingers into it briefly.
Mara rolled over onto her side, leaning against her Daddy. They looked at each other for a minute, maybe more, smiling.
“Daddy,” she eventually said.
“Yeah, baby.”
“That was amazing.”
“It was double that for me, Mara.”
She touched his abs with her fingers, leaving a glistening trail of his cum on them. “When you said you loved me, did you mean it?”
“I did, baby.”
“I mean, mean it like that.”
“Yeah. I meant it like that.”
“So did I, you know.”
“I know,” he said, kissing her on the lips. “But I have to admit, I’m not really sure what we do now.”
“I got an idea,” Mara chirped. She grabbed his cock. “You’re still hard.”
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I turned off the shower as the water began to turn cool. I grabbed the terrycloth towel which was already moist from the previous user, my mother. I didn’t care, I would use it. Our trailer was small and only had one bathroom.
“Danielle, come blow your daddy, I’m gonna be late for work!”
I groaned and rolled my eyes. “I’m in the shower!” I yelled back through the closed door which, given the quality of the materials used in the fabrication of the trailer, might as well not have existed.
My mom didn’t argue back. She knew I had heard and she knew I would comply. I heard her drive away a few seconds later. This totally sucked as I had planned on studying this morning. I went to the community college nearby and had a test on Monday. I needed to ace it if I was ever going to transfer to a real university.
If I was ever going to move out of this crappy trailer park.
I took my time drying myself as I stepped out of th
e bathtub/shower combo. I caught a reflection in the mirror above the sink. There I was, naked as a jaybird. Far from me the idea of bragging but I wasn’t bad looking.
I wasn’t super tall – just average, I guess – but my figure had always caused envy within my circle of friends. I had well-defined hips and my boobs had come in at an early age. Now they were heavy Ds which never failed to get boys’ attention. My pussy was hairless because I had made the mistake of shaving it once; I had to keep it smooth now otherwise it itched like crazy.
I left the room and crossed the distance to my room. I was still completely naked but that was normal in our family. We were practically nudists, minus the volleyball. Once in my room, I put on a pair of ass-hugging cotton shorts as well as a tight tank top. I didn’t bother with shoes or underwear.
Rolling my eyes at the boring task ahead of me, I trudged toward the master suite. I opened the door and found my stepfather sitting up in bed with his legs stretched out, ankles crossed over the covers. He looked up at me and smiled.
“Morning, sunshine!”
“Hey, Richard.”
“Call me, daddy. You know that’s what I prefer. Come in, come in!”
So I did.
“Mom said you need me this morning.”
“Yeah, I don’t know why but I’m having the biggest hard-on I’ve had in years. You’d be a doll to take care of it for me. Your mother didn’t have time this morning.”
I climbed on the bed, kneeling next to my stepdad. He’d been on disability since that accident at the factory. He’d regained most of his strength but one of the lingering side effects was his increased libido. The doctor had recommended frequent ejaculation and my mom had gotten us involved in his recovery.
So my mother, my sister, and I took turns jacking him off and blowing him. Sometimes I went all the way with him as well but that had happened only once or twice. Alcohol had been involved. Until recently, my sister had been living with our biological father so it was easier to do foolish things when we were alone.
I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy it. You see, Richard wasn’t bad to look at. He was in his mid-30s and before he worked at the factory he had been in the Marines. He kept his shape, six-pack abs and all. Now he wore his hair a little longer and every time I looked at him he reminded me of David Beckham. Today, however, I just had other stuff to do.
“All right, scoot down and take ‘em off.”
Smiling faintly, he uncrossed his ankles, shimmied down on the bed, and pulled down his boxer shorts. The man hadn’t been lying. His erection was raging. He was sporting nine inches of solid steel and it had to be two inches across.
“Pressing needs, uh?”
I waddled closer, my eyes glued to his monster cock.
“So, how do you want it, daddy?”
“I want it in your mouth, sunshine. I bet you can’t wait to taste it, don’t you?”
I rolled my eyes because I didn’t want to admit he was right.
“It will be a quickie, all right, daddy? I have some studying to do.”
“Fine. Just take care of it for me.”
Careful to hide my eagerness, I lightly wrapped my fingers around the head of his shaft. With my other hand, I started tracing his length, touching him up and down with my index finger. He was really, really hard. My experience was somewhat limited in the matter but I knew for a fact what had caused this.
“Morning wood, right?” I asked.
“Yeah and it’s way worse than usual. I must have had some kinky dreams.”
“I guess they weren’t that exciting.”
“How do you mean?”
“Don’t boys usually cum in their sleep when they’re too excited? Wet dreams?”
My stepfather chuckled good-naturedly. “Oh sunshine, that mostly happens when you’re 14, not a grown-up like me.”
I tightened my fingers around his cock and slowly jerked it. It never ceased to amaze me how something so hard could have such a soft exterior. His skin was taut but still yielded to my caresses.
“What was your dream about, daddy?”
“It’s private, I ain’t gonna tell you.”
With my right hand I continued to stroke the top half of his rod while I used the other to rub the base, making a tight circle around it. I noticed his eyes fluttering and knew he would tell me anything I wanted to know.
“Come on, was your dream about mommy?”
“A little, yeah.”
But I knew there was more. “Was it about me or my sister?”
He shrugged dismissively and avoided my eyes. That’s when I got it.
“Oh my God, you dreamed about all of us together!”
He shrugged again this time in embarrassment. “Sometimes a man can’t help himself. The three of you keep parading half-naked around the house.”
Deep down, I knew I should drop the subject but I was curious. I was getting turned on by this conversation, not to mention the huge erection in my hands.
“What were we doing in your dream, daddy?”
“You were... You and your sister were eating each other’s pussies while I was banging your mom.”
“You’re quite a pervert, uh daddy?”
“Stop teasing and start blowing, okay sunshine?”
He put his hand on the top of my head and pushed me down. He wasn’t rough but he was firm. I suppose I could have fought him off. However, I had no intention of doing so. I was slowly forgetting about my studying.
I opened my mouth wide and let him fill it with his manhood. It was scorching against my tongue, like a corn dog at the state fair. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply.
“Jesus, you’re good...”
Of course I was. I’d been doing this to my boyfriends since middle school so you could say I had earned my black belt in cocksucking. Little by little, I lowered my head further until I felt him bump in the back of my throat. I let myself drool all over him and I got into a bobbing rhythm, taking him long and deep.
I continued to stroke the base, making the tight ring of my fingers rise never more than an inch before going down again. With my free hand, I cupped his balls and gently massaged them. That typically made guys nervous but Richard knew I was skilled and never inflicted pain. Not unless he wanted me to anyway.
“Goddamn, girl. You could suck-start a lawnmower.”
He stopped petting my hair and let his hand glide over to my back which he started rubbing. He did circular motions before he pulled my tank top up. He slipped his hand underneath the fabric and touched my bare skin. I was getting hot and he knew it.
I twirled my tongue around his glans. Almost immediately, pre-cum began to leak. I slurped it hungrily, swallowing the salty cream. Right then, I felt his hand dip under my body where he pulled my tits out of the shirt. They hung down heavily and he didn’t waste time grabbing at them.
“Aaargh,” I moaned involuntarily.
He kneaded my fleshy boobs, letting his fingertips brush against the areolas. My nipples hardened promptly and he went about pinching them one after the other.
“You like that, sunshine?”
By way of answering I blew him faster. My hand following the movements of my mouth, I became a blur over his cock. My tongue was pressed forcefully against the shaft as I went up and down with increasing speed.
“That’s good.”
My stepdad let go of my breasts and his hand returned to my back. He stretched his arm as far as it could go and inserted his hand into the waistband of my shorts. His fingers wandered between my cheeks but I knew from this position he would never be able to reach my moistening pussy.
“Oh God, I’m close. Sunshine, I’m close!”
I didn’t need the play-by-play to tell me that. He became even stiffer in my mouth and more of his delicious pre-cum oozed out. The worst part was that I was also getting severely aroused. When his fingers started teasing my ass hole I knew I needed to finish him off otherwise I would simply beg him to fuck me and I didn’t want to give him th
at much power over me.
“That’s it, I’m cumming!”
I locked my lips around the crown and went into overdrive with my hand, jerking him frantically, willing him to give me my reward.
“Aaaaah!”
Right then, he exploded. He came, shooting molten projectiles which actually stung when hitting the roof of my mouth. I knew instantly that if I didn’t swallow my throat would soon be overwhelmed. I gulped down his seed and he went on cumming. I didn’t stop pumping his cock. That’s why I was here anyway, to milk him dry and make him feel better.
“My God...” he whispered.
At last, he stopped ejaculating. I swallowed again and continued jacking him off. I always nursed him until he was completely deflated as I knew guys loved it. But something was wrong. He wasn’t going soft.
“You’re still hard,” I said as I lifted my head off him.
Absentmindedly, he grabbed the shirt that was bunched up around my neck and pulled it off before tossing it away. I didn’t stop him as I was too mesmerized by his erection which I still stroked languidly.
“I don’t know what’s happening to me. Ain’t experienced that since I was knee-high to a possum. I’m just so turned on, I think I could go for a second round right now.”
My studies were long forgotten. My pussy was drenched but I wasn’t sure fucking my stepfather was such a good idea, old mistakes notwithstanding.
“My jaw is starting to cramp up,” I offered lamely.
“Go get your sister.”
“Are you serious?”
“Wouldn’t you just find it amazing to watch her blowing me? What do you say, sunshine? Wouldn’t it be hot to watch your sister sucking her daddy’s cock? Go on, go get her.”
The worst part was that he was telling the truth. I was getting even wetter thinking about my sister taking my place. I let go of him and got off the bed. Almost in a daze, I shuffled toward the door and into the hallway.
“Jasmine!” I called as I approached the room I shared with my sister.
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