‘Did Daddy like that?’
I kissed him a second time.
This time Steven kissed back.
It was subtle at first, but he did apply pressure to my lips.
We pulled back and smiled at each other. He was starting to get into it. For a moment we just exchanged sweet little kisses. I dropped my eyes down towards his large powerful hand. It was stroking up the side of my body. I bit my bottom lip, as he gently lifted and caressed my breast. It was done in such a caring manner. I kissed him again and picked the lock upon his lips. My tongue slipped into his mouth and we shared a long passionate kiss. Slowly, we tilted our heads from side to side. I always wondered what it would feel like to kiss him, but I never imagined it would feel this good. My hand found the bulge beneath his pants, as I cupped his groin.
I pulled down the zipper of his trousers and reached inside.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach at the feel of my fingertips touching his cock.
I could already tell it was going to be big.
I pulled it out through the open zipper hole.
‘Wow,’ I announced. His cock was huge. It was much bigger than Dan’s. There was only one thing to do for a cock this big. I had to taste it. Keeping my eyes locked upon his, I got down onto my knees. Steven was wearing a mask of anticipation upon his face. It made me wonder, did he ever think about me? I know I was only sixteen at the time, but did he ever have naughty fantasies about fucking me?
‘Yes,’ he groaned loudly.
I had taken his cock within my mouth.
I could feel his warmth against my tongue.
I pulled my lips back across the shaft and sucked hard on the tip.
I started to bob my head back and forth.
Steven reached down and stroked his fingers through my hair. I always did love having my hair played with. We kept eye contact the entire time. His deep penetrating gaze was causing my pussy to tingle.
‘That’s good, Fiona,’ he told me.
‘I’m glad Daddy likes.’ I continued to suck his cock.
How had this happened?
I had never planned this. I was supposed to be on my way home to indulge in a night of passion with my husband and my lesbian lover, but now I am kneeling at the side of the road and sucking the cock of my former step-father. What would my mother think? Oh god. This man has been sucked off by me and my mother. How naughty is that?
‘Fuck,’ said Steven.
We could see headlights in the distance.
He stepped back and tucked his dick back inside his pants. I got to my feet and pulled my blouse close without doing up the buttons. It took about a minute for the car to drive down the forest road. It was speeding, too. It slowed at the sight of the police car and then continued on by. Steven and I exchanged smiles. It turned into a slight giggle, a chuckle and then a loud laugh. We had nearly been caught doing something very bad.
‘I never knew you were so naughty,’ he told me.
‘I knew you were,’ I replied.
‘You did?’
‘Yes. I used to be able to hear you and mum having sex. Your deep manly groans used to get me so turned on. I used to touch myself and listen to you. I always wondered what it would feel like to fuck you. I had so many dirty dreams about you, Daddy.’
‘So, what happens now?’ asked Steven.
‘Well...’ I reached under my skirt and pulled down my soaking wet panties. I tossed them onto the driver’s seat and then walked around to the front of the car. I bent over the bonnet. ‘Now you finish what you started.’
Steven’s mouth hung open in shock.
I could see the battle waging in his mind.
He wanted to do this, but knew how taboo it was.
Steven walked up behind me. A wave of tingles rushed down my spine at the feel of his hands caressing my ass cheeks. Slowly, he hitched up the base of my skirt until it was level with my hips. From this angle he could see my naked ass and pussy. The sound of his zipper being pulled down was like music to my ears. I exhaled deeply at the feel of the tip of his dick pressing up against my moist lips.
‘Oh, Daddy,’ I moaned erotically.
He opened me open.
I could feel the thick head of his large cock parting my wet lips and sliding deep inside my body.
‘Your pussy feels so good,’ he whispered into my ear. He stroked both of his hands down my arms and carefully guided them towards my lower back. My heartbeat suddenly went into overdrive. It was like a little man with a pickaxe was trying to dig his way out through my ribcage. I could feel the cold steel against my skin and hear the clicking of the locks. Steven had handcuffed my hands behind my back. He placed his right hand on my shoulder and his left hand on my hip.
‘Call me Daddy,’ he said.
‘Yes, Daddy,’ I replied. ‘Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.’ I chanted the words over and over.
Steven started to fuck me.
He started to fuck me hard.
He must be as turned on as me. This was no gentle love making session. This was a deep primal fuck. I could feel his cock going to the point that it nearly slipped out of my body before he rammed it all the way back into the depths of my pussy. High pitch screams leapt forth from my lips with each deep thrust. The sound of his muscular thighs slapping against my ass echoed off into the night.
‘Daddy, I want you so bad,’ I told him.
‘I want you too. You are so fucking beautiful,’ he replied.
‘Your dick feels so good.’
‘Your pussy feels better,’ he moaned.
I started to rock my bodyweight back against him. It meant force was meeting force. He would push his dick forward, as I pushed my body back, which allowed for a deeper penetration. I could feel my head starting to go light, as ripples of pleasure worked their way through my body. His moans were growing louder and louder by the second. I know we hadn’t been at it long, but he had to be close. The problem was that I loved quick fucks. I couldn’t wait anymore. The feel of that thick beast within my pussy was making me melt.
‘Oh, Daddy,’ I cried out.
My hips jolted and my back arched.
I could feel every single muscle within my body tense up, as my pussy gripped his cock.
I felt like I was having an out of body experience.
I could feel everything. It was like a firework display of bliss was exploding within my core.
My pussy was throbbing.
My tits were tingling.
‘Don’t stop,’ I told him. ‘Keep fucking me.’
His hips went into overdrive. He was fucking me so hard that the entire car shook.
‘Fiona. Fiona,’ he moaned my name.
‘Daddy, Yes.’
‘I’m going to cum,’ he told me.
‘Do it over my tits,’ I called out.
‘Yes. That is so fucking hot.’
Steven pulled out of me. It was hard to move when my legs had turned to jelly, but I lowered myself down onto my knees with my hands still handcuffed behind me. Steven yanked open the front of my blouse and stood over me. I watched in awe as he stroked his hand down his thick throbbing shaft. It was glistening from my juices. He looked down at me with eyes filled with lust.
‘I want it, Daddy.’
‘You want it?’ his face was a mix of agony and pleasure.
‘I want you’re cum, Daddy.’
‘You are so fucking naughty, Fiona.’
‘I’m your naughty girl.’
‘Yes, you are.’
He smiled a naughty smile.
‘Oh fuck!’
His cock erupted over my tits. It was like watching a dormant volcano erupt. His cock pumped cum over my tits, over my blouse, over my bra, over my neck and my face. I could feel its warmth against my skin. I loved the feel of it sliding down my cleavage. Steven continued to milk his cock for every last drop. I leaned forward and took the tip between my lips. I needed to feel it back within my mouth. The sweet taste of his nectar teased my taste buds, as
I swallowed down the last few drops. Steven had his hands on my shoulders and was practically doubling over. How intense was the orgasm he was feeling?
Finally he pulled back and looked down at his artwork.
He had painted me in cum.
‘You look so beautiful,’ he told me.
***
Half an hour had gone by since I was pulled over for speeding.
Steven and I had driven to a more secluded area of the forest where we would be left alone. I was now sitting on the bonnet of my car with my legs spread. Steven was standing in front of me, as we faced each other. His hands were now handcuffed behind his back. His breathing was deep and a look of pleasure was etched into his face.
I looked down at his dick.
The very tip of his cock was in my pussy, but we were not fucking.
Just the tip was inside me, whilst I stroked my hand along the shaft.
I was giving him a hand job, which would end with him pumping cum inside my body.
It was so naughty and Steven loved every single second of it.
‘Can I see you again?’ I asked him.
‘Do you want too?’
‘What do you think?’ I asked, as I kissed him upon the lips.
‘I think you do.’
‘Do you want to see me?’
‘Yes.’ He smiled a heart warming smile. ‘I would love that.’
‘Do you want to meet up tomorrow night?’
‘Can’t I have you tomorrow morning?’ asked Steven.
‘I have work,’ I replied. ‘Do you want me that bad?’
‘Yes. You are the most incredible woman I have ever been with.’
‘Am I better than my mother?’
‘Your mother does not compare to you.’
I giggled. That is so naughty.
‘So, tomorrow night I get to fuck you again?’
‘Yes,’ he replied. ‘You are Daddy’s naughty girl.’
‘I like that.’
‘I do, too.’
I started to jerk his cock harder and faster.
Steven moaned loudly.
‘Don’t hold it,’ I told him. ‘Do it now.’
Steven leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. It was a deep passionate kiss. I could hear him moan into my mouth, as his body locked. I could feel his cock throb within my grasp. Steven had cum inside of me. I adored the sensation of him filling me up. This was just so wrong, but it felt so damn right. At the start of the night I was going home to meet my two lovers. I would do anything for my husband, this resulted in an open relationship with Natalie, but all this seemed to do was feed my desire to be naughty. And here I am with my former step-father. I have turned into such a lustful woman, but I am happy. I am excited. My life is a rollercoaster ride of lust and passion. I can’t wait to see where it takes me next.
***
To be continued...
Game of Lust
By John Sheridan
Copyright © 2012
Game of Lust, John Sheridan
How far can a married woman go before something is considered an affair? Lily is a restaurant manager during the day and temptress at night. Axel is infatuated with her. She is his idea of everything that is beautiful in the world. Lily manipulates Axel in the ultimate game of lust. He cannot enter her or kiss her. She cannot touch him. These are the rules, but how long before one of them breaks? Lily is the master of temptation. The idea of something is more powerful than the action of doing it, but Axel is overflowing with sexual frustration. Will his love for her inspire the self-control needed to play this game? Will he give into temptation and force her to make love to him? Game of Lust is an erotic short story.
‘Are you sure about this?’ asked Lisa.
‘Honestly, it is fine,’ I reassured her. ‘It won’t take long. No point everyone staying behind.’
We walked together through the silent restaurant. It felt so eerie and quiet at night. We had shut up shop nearly half an hour ago and the rest of the staff had already gone home. Lisa was a sweet young girl and was always willing to go that extra mile for people. I liked that about her, but she wasn’t exactly my type. Lisa was short, petit and pretty. She was a few years younger than me, which made her about twenty-one or twenty two years of age. My taste in women was of the more mature, full bodied variety.
‘I don’t mind staying behind and helping out.’
‘We will be heading home in ten minutes.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘I am one hundred percent sure. It was a quiet night.’ We reached the front door and I plucked the keys from my trouser pocket. This place had a key for everything. I fiddled around for a moment before finding the one I was after. It slipped nicely into the slot and the door unlocked with a faint click. A cold breeze swept in through the opening, which caused a shiver to run down my spine. I glanced out into the car park. Only three cars were still parked up outside. It was then I noticed dark clouds gathering overhead. The foreboding storm clouds somehow made the night seem that extra bit darker. Lisa pulled her coat around her body and stepped out.
‘Goodnight, Axel.’
‘Goodnight.’
I waited until she was safely in her car before closing the door and locking it again. It was just the two of us now. Unconsciously, I walked a complete circuit of the restaurant. It was the same thing I did every night. I could do this on auto-pilot. One by one I closed the blinds on the windows. I could hear the faint pitter-patter sounds of the first few drops of rain falling from the heavens above. I had always loved that sound. I found it so relaxing. My feet guided me across the room to the row of light switches. I flicked off the main overhead lamps, but left on the wall hanging lights. The wall lights were spread out across the length and depth of the restaurant, which created a more intimate feel within the place. I picked some plates off of one of the tables and began to stack them on the counter.
‘Has she gone?’ asked Lily.
‘Yes.’
Lily appeared from the kitchen area. Just the sight of her caused butterflies the flutter within the depths of my stomach. Lily was beautiful. My friends have always mocked me for my taste in women. They wanted the skinny models that looked like they belong in magazines, but not me. I wanted a real woman. Lily was a real woman. She was about a half a head shorter than I was and about fifteen years older. I think that was the attraction. The skinny young women hadn’t lived. They didn’t have history, pain or experience. Lily had all of these things. Life had moulded her into this creature of beauty. Lily was a brunette. Her long hair was always tired back into a ponytail, which framed her sweet face and lovely smile. She wore stylish glasses. I always had liked women in glasses. Lily was wearing a normal work blouse, knee length black skirt and black shoes with a slight heel. You could see from a glance that she had curves. Lily wasn’t fat. I think fat is someone that is obese. Lily had curves. She had sexy curvy hips, which allowed for a nice ass. She wasn’t lacking in the breast department either. She was a real woman. The type of woman that you would see walking down the street and not one of these women you only saw in movies. She was the girl next door, or the mother next door.
‘We are finally alone?’
‘Yes,’ I replied. ‘I am all yours.’
‘Such a lovely thought.’ She smiled a naughty smile. ‘I have been thinking about you all day. Pretending just to be colleagues is so hard. I wish we could be alone all the time.’
I turned my eyes towards the floor. ‘Aren’t we just colleagues?’
‘No.’ Lily picked up a cloth and some cleaning agent. She walked to one of the tables, which was just within the reaching distance of the dim glow from the wall light. She began to clean the table. Slyly, she bent forward, but kept her legs straight. Her skirt clung around her ass cheeks. Something dangerous bubbled within the depths of my stomach. ‘We are more than that. Our relationship is something special.’
‘Sometimes I wonder,’ I admitted.
‘Is this because I wo
n’t fuck you?’ My silence said it all. ‘I want to fuck you, Axel. I think about fucking you all the time. I day dream about what it would feel like to have your long hard cock parting the lips of my pussy, as you pin me down to the floor. Just the thought of that makes my pussy wet.’ I swallowed down the lump in my throat. I always did love it when she talked dirty. Pressure began to head down between my legs. ‘You have no idea how many times I have thought of you inside of me. I wonder what your warmth would feel like. I dream about how deep you would go. I want it more than you know, but we can’t do it. I love my husband.’
‘I love you,’ I told her.
Lily smiled at me, sweetly. ‘I love you, too.’
‘Then make love to me.’
‘I want to.’ She let out a sad sigh. ‘I can’t cheat on my husband. I made a promise when I married him. I will never cheat on him. I thought I explained this to you. I just can’t do it. No matter how bad I want to do it. I can’t cheat on him. Don’t you want to do this anymore?’ she asked me.
‘I do!’ I replied in an instant. ‘I just want more. I want you. You and I are always spending so much time together. We are always laughing, joking and smiling. I know how happy I make you and I know how bad you want to fuck me. I just want you to let go. I just want to be with you. I just want you to be mine.’
‘I want to be with you, but this is all I can do.’
Lily looked hurt.
Sometimes I felt she was just screwing with me.
Instinctively, I walked over to her and hugged her. The sight of her in emotional pain triggered this response in me. A warm glow instantly filled my heart. The scent of summer flowed from her hair. Lily placed her head on my shoulder and cuddled into me. My hands carefully caressed her ass cheeks. They were so soft. I loved the feel of her within my palms. I squeezed and fondled them. At no point did she attempt to pull back. My lips discovered the curve of her swan like neck. Her skin was so smooth. The tip of my tongue licked across her collar. This woman was like a drug. I was addicted to her. I wanted her so bad. Something hard was starting to grow within my pants. I had been thinking about touching her all day. It was driving me mad.
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