Chapter 4 Fucking My Stepfather

Ana "You need to leave," Christian said in a hard voice, "we can't be doing this. We shouldn't be doing this. You're my stepdaughter for God's sake." I spun around to face him, "What does that matter?" "I'm married to your mother! Have some respect." I glared at him, "Have respect for a woman who doesn't give a fuck about me?" I bit out, "Stop pretending like you don't want to push your hard cock inside me and fuck me all over again." I dragged a hand over my inner thighs, gathering his hot cum and raising my hands to show him, "This is how much you want me." His lips peeled back in a snarl, "Stop being such a slut!" "Fine. If you don't want to touch me, then teach me how to touch myself so I'll never need to bother myself with you again," I growled. Our eyes met in a challenge and just when I thought he'd tell me to get lost, he smiled sinisterly, "Sit on the desk and spread your legs for me." Trembling at the command in his voice, I did as he instructed, moving over to the table and perching up on the edge, spreading my legs to show him his cum leaking out of me. "Hmm," he grunted, staring at my pussy with enrapture. "Tell me what to do, " I moaned, "Show me how to make myself cum." I reached down and using two fingers, spread myself open to show him how wet I was. The look in his eyes almost burnt me alive and I bit my lips to hide my satisfied smirk. My step daddy could pretend all he wanted that he didn't want this, but it was very clear that he wanted me. My breasts were still out of my bra, nipples hard as rocks and I immediately began to play with them, rolling the heavy flesh in my hand and pulling on my nipples. "Argh," I groaned at how good it felt, "It feels so good daddy." "Spread your legs wider for me." He said, dropping into his office chair so he was at eye level with my hungry pussy. I peeked down and saw that his cock was already getting hard again, and he had one fist loosely wrapped around the base of it. Even in his large hands, his cock still looked monstrous. I wondered how it had even managed to fit inside me. "Put your index finger inside your tight pussy," he ordered, "slowly." Shivering, I brought my hand down and pushed my finger into me, gasping when the flesh convulsed around me. I was sloppy and loose with my wetness and his cum, and it made it easy for my fingers to slip inside. "Put in another one." He murmured. Gasping, I slipped in my other finger. "Fuck yourself with your fingers. Slowly. Twist them upwards while you move." Obeying his instructions, I began to move my fingers in and out of me, the sound of our combined wetness making it so filthy and hot. I spread my legs wider, my eyes caught on his as I fucked myself, trying to make it feel as good as he had made me feel with his cock. It wasn't enough though. "Please daddy." I cried, "I want your cock inside me." "Shut up and fuck yourself," he barked, "Didn't you want me to show you how to feel good? Touch your clit for me baby." I began to flick the sensitive bundle of flesh with my thumb, grinding my hips into the air while tears of frustration slipped from my eyes. I wanted to come so bad, but it just felt like something was stopping me. "Please daddy! It hurts so bad. I feel so empty." "You want my fingers? My mouth or my cock?" I peeked down at his now fully erect member leaking precum and began to salivate, "I want your cock inside me." He chuckled, "Well, only good girls get daddy's cock and you were a bad girl." My step daddy pushed his seat closer to me, grabbed the back of my knees and threw them over his shoulder, then shifted me to the edge of the desk. He bent his head and buried his face in between my legs, inhaling the scent of my desire. And then his tongue dragged over me, lapping up my juices. A pleasure filled gasp tore out of my mouth at the amazing sensation of his hot tongue against my wet folds. He made a greedy, hungry sound in the back of his throat as he began to eat me, tongue thrashing against my sensitive flesh. "Oh God, Christian," my hands flew into his hair, holding on for dear life as he ate me like a starved man. His tongue thrust into me, fucking into my tight cunt with brutal precision. It felt so fucking good, and all I could do was whimper and gasp and moan at the amazing sensation. "You taste like honey," he growled, hot breath puffing against my pussy, "I could spend the rest of my life eating you up. I'd have you for breakfast, lunch and fucking dinner baby." "Ngh." His tongue circled my clit, flicking over it again and again and torturing me. He hummed in satisfaction as he continued to eat me, licking and sucking and fucking his tongue in and out of me. I rocked my hip into his face, grinding into his mouth. "It feels so good daddy," I screamed, "Please make me cum!" I threw my head back, thrashing against the desk with screams and gasps and moans. I could feel my orgasm building faster, higher, pushing me to the peak. And finally his lips closed around my clit, sucking it hard. "Oh God, Christian! Christian!" I cried, "I'm coming. I'm coming daddy." And then I shattered into a million pieces, feeling my cum rush out of me like a flood into his mouth. He continued to suck on me till I was twitching with mini orgasms.