I Want My Stepfather(5)
1007 Words
TRACY
My hands still confined, I furled my fingers around his erection. It was warm, and strong beneath my touch. I felt it pulse and it stirred something hungry in me.
My stepdad smiled. “I know it’s quite big, but I know you can take it.” He stroked my hair before pinning it behind my ears. “Think of it as a popsicle that you’re starving for. Remember no teeth.”
“Yes, daddy.” I nodded, before parting my lips and extending my tongue.
I started stroking the tip of c**k with my tongue. I swung my gaze to gauge his reaction; he had a smile on.
Just as I had watched porn sites, I began licking from the base of his shaft to the tip, allowing my tongue to moisten him. When I got to the tip, I added more pressure, clamping my lips around his very tip, teasing his hole with my tongue, tasting his salty delight.
A groan bubbled out of his throat. “Less teasing, more sucking.” He shoved my head down, thrusting his d**k down my throat.
I gagged, and my eyes turned glassy. A shiver tore through my body.
As throat clenched around his d**k, he threw his head back and let out a moan. “Hang,” he moaned out, his body twitching and his fingers digging into my scalp.
After a few seconds, I raised and lowered my head, allowing him to slip through my lips.
“Ahhh,” My stepdad breathed out. “That’s it you’re doing well.” His fingers still lingered in my hair.
My cunt twitched at his praises, at his c**k filling my mouth. The way the head of his c**k teased the tip of my head as it brushed its way down to the back of my throat. The way his face tightened, and a smile burnt on his lips as I lowered my head. They all sent a jolt between my legs.
Yes, I was a daddy little girl and my only job was to pleasure the c**k in my mouth. I continued to bob my head on his d**k, my saliva coated his thick erection and I tightened my grip on the base of his shaft.
Oh how I love it, relishing in the way his pleasure-filled eyes gaze down at me. I couldn't believe I was the one making him feel this way. His little girl was now the cause of his arousal.
After a while, he grabbed my face, both hands on my cheeks, and he began moving his hips, sliding his hardness in and out of my mouth at a quicker pace.
I moved my head trying to keep pace, but then I realized I was supposed to stay still.
So I stayed still, letting his thick prick violate my mouth like the good girl I was.
“f**k!” He gasped out, humping, thrusting, making my mouth squelch with the most obscene sounds. “Do you like the way I f**k your mouth?”
“Mhhmm.” My moans muffled out.
“Do you like the taste of my c**k?” His thrust came harder, driving to the back of my throat.
And my throat clenched his c**k, as if milking him.
He shut his eyes, his pants became rapid, and then he groaned out. “I’m… going to…nhhgg…come in your mouth, and you’re gonna swallow it.” His thighs convulsed and his ball contracted, his hands pressing my head down as he shot his loads into my mouth.
His semen spurted on my tongue and against the back of my throat. It was hot. Salty. My throat bobbed as I swallowed it.
He pulled away and his c**k slipped out of my mouth.
Still on my knees, I stared at him, my gaze round. “Did I do well, daddy?”
“You did very well.” He smiled at me. “Now Daddy’s going to reward you. Lie on the bed.”
I laid on the bed, my back against the mattress and he uncuffed me. But just as soon, he tied my limbs to the corners of the bed.
My legs were spread wide. I felt the cool air brush against my thighs and my fully exposed clit. It sent shivers through my body, making my n*****s harder.
My back arched as he rubbed his hard c**k against my pussylips.
I moaned out. “Please, daddy f**k me.” I cried out, “Please put me in.”
“Patience, dear,” he smacked my breast, still stroking my clit with the tip of my erection.
My t**s burned with pain, but my body shuddered with pleasure. A pleasurable pain.
Without warning he rammed his c**k into me, stretching me more than my ex had ever. I shook my head as my vision turned white.
“Fuuuckkk.” I writhed, almost convulsing as I felt his c**k sliding in and out of my p***y.
He began thrusting in and out of me, his balls slapping hard against my ball cheeks. I had a hard time breathing, and pulses of pleasure shot through me.
Wanting to hold him, I tugged at the rope. But it only bit into my skin. My body ached badly to feel him, and that only added a layer to the pleasure I was feeling.
My stepdad continued f*****g in and out of my p***y, his strokes hard and fast, forcing me into another orgasm. His body tightened, as he shot him into c*m, his warmth filling my insides.
Releasing my hands, He collapsed by my side, his breath coming out heavy.
I turned to face him, and there was an expression on his face. An unreadable emotion in his gaze. It made my stomach knot, my skin tight with nervousness.
My heart thudded in my chest as I wondered what thought pulsed in his mind.
Did he enjoy it? Did he regret this? Was he thinking of never f*****g me again?
Then his lips parted—
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