Daddy’s Little Secret 3

Story 1: Daddy’s Little Secret

The next morning the sun came through my window but I stayed in bed a little longer. My body felt different. Sweet and sore at the same time. Every time I moved I could feel the sticky mess Daddy left inside me. His cum had dried on my thighs during the night. I touched between my legs and smiled. It was still there. Warm and slippery.

Downstairs I heard Mom in the kitchen talking on the phone. She had come home early from her night shift. My heart beat fast. I put on a loose t-shirt and short skirt with nothing underneath and went down.

Mom was making coffee. She smiled when she saw me. “Morning sweetie. You slept late.”

I nodded and sat at the table. Marcus walked in right after. He was wearing his work shirt but his eyes went straight to me. He looked at my legs under the table like he could see I had no panties on.

“Morning,” he said in that deep voice. He poured himself coffee but stood behind me. His hand brushed my shoulder then moved down my back. Mom could not see. His fingers slid under my skirt and touched my bare pussy for just a second. I almost jumped.

We ate breakfast like a normal family. Mom talked about her work. I tried to listen but all I could think about was Daddy’s cock stretching me open last night. My pussy started getting wet again right there at the table.

After breakfast Mom went upstairs to shower. The moment her footsteps faded Marcus grabbed me. He pulled me up from the chair and bent me over the kitchen table fast. My skirt flipped up. My ass and pussy were completely open to him.

“No time for games today princess,” he growled.

I heard his zipper. Then the thick hot head of his cock rubbed against my wet slit. He pushed in with one hard thrust. I moaned loud into my arm. He was even deeper from this angle. His balls slapped my clit as he started fucking me rough.

“Quiet,” he warned but he did not slow down. His big hands held my hips tight while he pounded me. The table shook. My breasts pressed against the wood through my shirt.

Every thrust pushed me forward. I could hear how wet I was. Loud squelching sounds every time his thick cock drove into me. He reached around and rubbed my clit fast.

“Cum for Daddy,” he said. “Cum while your mom is right upstairs.”

That dirty thought sent me over. I came hard biting my arm to stay quiet. My pussy squeezed his cock like it never wanted to let go.

Marcus groaned and pushed deep. He filled me again with hot ropes of cum. When he pulled out I felt it run down my legs. He quickly pulled my skirt down and sat back like nothing happened just as Mom came back down.

She smiled at us. “Everything okay?”

“Perfect,” Marcus said. He looked at me with dark hungry eyes.

The rest of the day was torture. Every chance he got he touched me. In the hallway he pushed me against the wall and fingered me until my knees shook. In the garage he made me suck his cock for two minutes while Mom was on the phone in the next room. I loved the risk. I loved how wrong it felt.

That night Mom went to bed early. She was tired from work. As soon as her door closed Marcus came to my room. This time he did not waste any words.

He threw me on the bed on my back and spread my legs wide. He buried his face between them and ate my pussy like a starving man. His tongue pushed inside me. He sucked my clit hard. I grabbed his hair and came on his face in minutes.

Then he flipped me over onto all fours. He slammed into me from behind. Hard deep strokes that made my ass shake. He spanked me a few times leaving red marks on my skin.

“You are mine now,” he said between thrusts. “This pussy belongs to Daddy.”

“Yes Daddy,” I moaned. “It is all yours.”

He fucked me harder. The bed hit the wall with every thrust. I did not care if Mom heard anymore. I wanted her to know. I wanted everyone to know how much I needed my stepdad’s cock.

He pulled my hair and made me arch my back. One hand reached under and rubbed my clit while he pounded me. I came again screaming into the pillow.

Marcus roared and emptied himself inside me one more time. So much cum that it leaked out around his cock and ran down my thighs.

We lay together after. Sweaty and breathing hard. He held me close and kissed my forehead.

“This is dangerous princess,” he whispered. “But I cannot stop.”

“I do not want you to stop,” I said. I stroked his still half-hard cock. “I want more. I want everything.”

He looked at me in the dark. His eyes were full of lust and something deeper. Love mixed with guilt and raw need.

Tomorrow Mom would be at work all day. We would have the whole house to ourselves. I already knew I would not leave my bed. Or maybe we would not even make it to the bed.

I kissed his chest and closed my eyes with his cum still dripping out of me.

This was only the third day and I was already completely addicted to my Daddy’s cock. I could not wait to see how much further we would fall.