Ana
"W-what are we going to do?" I stammered, eyes wide with panic. I couldn't let her catch me in here with him. She'd surely know something had happened.
"This is all your fault you little brat," he clutched my neck and dragged his tongue over my bottom lip. He reached down with his other hand and cupped my pussy, "Even though your mother is right outside, you're still dripping for me."
I moaned.
"You want me to fuck you like a little whore while your mother watches."
Heat curled around my belly, and he chuckled at the look in my eyes. "get under the table, now."
I scrambled off the desk and slid under the table while the knock on the door only grew more insistent. As I settled under the table, Christian crossed over and opened the door for her.
He settled back into the seat.
"What were you doing in here?" My mother barked, "What took you so long to open the door?"
Tuning her out, I began to slide my hands up my step daddy's thighs, undoing the button of his pants. He made a choking sound and shifted further under the table, trying to hide the bulge in his pants.
Grinning, I slid down the zipper and fished out his cock, letting out a sigh of pleasure as I stared at the large erection.
Oh God.
I swiped my tongue over the tip, humming at his delicious taste. He jerked in his seat, but when he didn't try to push my head away, I took it as permission. I pulled out his balls and sucked it into my mouth, flicking my tongue over the wrinkled skin.
"Fuck," he bit out.
"What?" My mother asked, sounding startled.
A smile curved my lips as I wondered what she'd think if she knew what I was up to. I continued to suck his balls, rolling it in my mouth before going back to his cock, I hummed as I sucked on it, relishing the salty taste of precum leaking profusely from his tip.
I was so distracted that I didn't notice that my mother had left.
I was suddenly pulled out from under the table and pushed down face first on the desk. Bent over, he pushed my school skirt up till my entire lower half was naked and bared for him.
"You think you can tease me and get away with it," he spat, "I'm going to show you what happens to naughty girls who like to play with fire."
He dragged a finger teasingly over my soaked slit, and I shook with need.
"Please, daddy, fuck me." I moaned
A thwack echoed in the room and I felt the sting of his palm against my aching center. I gasped in pain and pleasure.
"Shut up!" He barked.
I suddenly felt the blunt weight of his cock against my entrance and I bit my lip, trying to hold back the urge to beg him to slip inside me.
I waited with bated breath as he began to push inside me, slowly. I gasped for air as I felt the intense fullness. Feeling him spreading me apart. I widened my legs to allow him more access.
"Oh God, Christian! Christian!" I screamed as he rocked his hips backwards and then thrust inside me fully.
I let out a shrill scream, and he immediately slapped his palm over my mouth shutting me up.
"Shhh," he growled, "Do you want your mother to hear you? You better keep quiet angel."
As he removed his hand, he stuffed something into my mouth. It took me a second to realize it was my soaked panties. He grabbed my breast and began to pinch my nipples while he started to fuck me.
"Nghh! Hmmm!" I screamed as he pounded into me.
He suddenly grabbed one of my legs and raised it up till my knee was on the desk, making me to be even more spread out and open for him.
"You take my cock so well angel."
"Hmmm. Hmmm."
He paused his thrusts, shifted his hips and pushed in again, hitting something inside me that made my head spin. He grabbed my breasts, squeezing them and plucking at my nipples, sensation running through me.
I gasped, but the sound was muffled by the cotton panties stuffed in my mouth. Tears sprung up at the backs of my eyes at the amazing sensation.
He clutched one of my ass cheeks, holding me still as he rolled his hips into mine, again and again. His thrusts were so heavy that it rocked the solid oak table, and my breasts were bouncing.
"Arghh," I moaned his name.
"That's it baby, you're so tight angel," he groaned, "Your pussy is squeezing me like a goddamn vise. You feel so good. You're so fucking wet for me."
"Hmm," I hummed.
"Your pussy feels like fucking silk," he gritted out, "Who'd have ever imagined that such a sweet, innocent angel like you would be so hungry for my cock."
I tried to urge him to go harder and faster, but the sound was muffled.
"You want to ride your pussy like a whore? I'm going to pump you full of my cum, baby girl. You're going to be leaking me for days."
His blunt words only made me wetter, pussy spasming around his hard length. My step daddy reached over and cupped me between my legs, fingers flicking against my clit.
I shuddered at the pleasure, rocking my hips against his palm to create friction against my clit.
He grabbed my breast again, torturing my nipples.
"Hmm hmmm," I sobbed. It was too much. The pleasure built inside me stronger and fuller, and I bounced my pussy against his cock, pushing into his thrusts.
Finally, he pinched the bundle of flesh at the top of my mound, "Come on daddy's cock angel."
With a scream I began to cum, and I felt his seed filling me up, running down my thighs while I shook and gasped, feeling wrung out and exhausted.
“We’re going all out,” Rae murmured, her fingers teasing my nipples, pinching just enough to make me gasp. “You in?”“Fuck, yes,” I said, grinding against Julian, my pussy already wet, my pulse racing.Julian kissed me, his tongue deep and possessive, then pulled back.“On the desk,” he ordered. “Now.”I slid off his lap, climbing onto the desk, my ass on the edge as I spread. Rae followed, her hands on my thighs, spreading me wider.“You look so fucking good like this,” she said, dropping to her knees, her tongue flicking my vulva before sucking hard.“Oh, God,” I moaned, my hands gripping the desk, my hips pushing into her mouth.Julian stood behind her, his cock in hand, stroking himself as he watched. “Fuck, Rae, you’re killing her.”Rae grinned against my pussy, her tongue circling, slow then fast. “She loves it. Don’t you, Ava?”“Yes,” I gasped, her fingers sliding inside me, curling just right. “Fuck, don’t stop.”Julian stepped infront of me, his cock brushing my lips. “Open f
The room service cart arrived faster than expected, the steak was juicy, the fries crispy. We ate on the bed, half-naked, passing the can of whipped cream around for fun, spraying it on fries and laughing like idiots.“Whipped cream on fries?” I said, popping a combo in my mouth. “You two are weird.”Julian grinned, licking a dab of cream off his finger. “Wait till you see what else we do with it.”Rae leaned over and kissed my cheek. “He’s not kidding.”We finished eating, the plates pushed aside, the can of whipped cream now the center of attention. Julian grabbed it, shaking it with that evil smirk still plastered on his face.“Shirts off,” he said, voice commanding.I glanced at Rae, who was already peeling off her shirt, her breasts bare and perfect.“You heard him,” she said, tossing it aside. “Let’s see what he’s got planned.”I pulled off my shirt, shy under their gazes. Julian stood, the can in hand, and stepped closer, his eyes dark with intent.“Lie back,” he said, nodding
Julian’s eyes darkened at my words, like a predator catching scent.“You sure about that, Ava?” he asked, stepping closer, his hand gripping my hip.I nodded, my pulse racing. “Fuck, yes.”Rae laughed, low and amused, stepping back to lean against the desk. “This is gonna be good.”Julian didn’t waste time. He grabbed my shoulders, spinning me around and bending me over the bed, my hands on the mattress, my ass up.“Spread your legs,” he said, his voice rough, commanding.I did, my thighs trembling, my body still buzzing from watching him fuck Rae. Rae’s eyes were on us, her fingers lazily circling her clit, her grin wicked.“Give it to her, baby,” she said. “Make her scream.”Julian grabbed the lube and slicked his cock again, then teased my ass with his fingers. I gasped, the sensation new, intense, my body tensing then relaxing as he worked one finger in, then two.“Fuck,” I breathed, my head dropping. “That’s…”“Good?” Julian asked, his fingers curling inside me.“Yeah,” I panted,
His cock was hard, inches away from my face as he stood beside the bed. Rae’s strap-on was deep inside me, her thrusts steady. My body was on fire, trembling from her thrusts as I looked up at Julian.“Fuck, Ava,” he growled, as he gripped my hair and guided his cock to my mouth. I took him in, swirling my tongue as he pushed deeper, rougher than I expected.Rae’s thrusts picked up, her hands tight on my hips.“Look at you,” she said, her voice raw. “Taking him so fucking well.”I gagged slightly as Julian fucked my mouth, his hips moving back and forth, his grip firm but not cruel. Rae’s strap-on hit deeper, the angle perfect, sending shocks through me.I was caught between them, Julian’s cock in my throat, Rae’s toy filling my pussy, my body screaming with need.“Fuck, your mouth,” Julian grunted, his thrusts harder, his cock hitting the back of my throat. “So fucking good.”Rae leaned over me, kissing my shoulder. “You love this, don’t you? Both of us fucking you.”I couldn’t speak
Rae held the strap-on up, the hotel lights reflecting on it as it gleamed, her grin sharp and wicked. My breath caught, my body still buzzing from the scissoring.Julian sat on the desk, his cock hard in his hand, his eyes locked on us like we were his personal show. I stared at the toy, my heart racing, a mix of want and nerves twisting in my gut.“Whoa,” I said, sitting up, my thighs still trembling. “I’ve… never used one of those before.”Rae’s grin softened, but her eyes stayed hungry. “Well, there's a first time for everything, Ava.”I swallowed, glancing at Julian, then back at her. “I don’t know. It’s… a lot.”Julian’s voice was low, reassuring. “You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. But," he paused, a smirk growing on his face, "you’ve been game for everything else.”Rae crawled closer, her hand brushing my cheek, then sliding down to my neck. “You trust us, don’t you?”I nodded, my pulse hammering. “Yeah, I do. It’s just… new.”She leaned in, kissing me soft, he
The hotel room was dark, the curtains barely letting in the faint morning light.I shifted slightly on the bed between the two bodies, careful not to wake them, but my phone buzzed, disrupting the quiet.“Ughhh," Rae grumbled, not opening her eyes.“Sorry,” I whispered, reaching for it. The screen glowed, and my stomach dropped.A text from the airline: All flights cancelled due to weather. Next available flight tomorrow. Contact us for details.“Fuck,” I muttered.Julian stirred, his voice hoarse. “What’s up?”“Flights are canceled. I’m stuck here another day.”Rae’s lips curved into a sleepy smirk. “Oh, no. Another day with us. Tragic.”I laughed, shoving her gently. “Not funny.”Julian propped himself up, his hand rubbing my thigh. “You’re not exactly complaining, Ava.”“Should I be?” I asked, meeting his gaze. His eyes still had that spark, like he was already thinking about round… what, four? Five?Rae rolled onto her side, facing me. “You’re stuck, we’re stuck. Let’s make it wor