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 Gods sake."
I spun around to face him, "What does that matter?"
"Im 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 encircled 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.
“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