Daddy’s Little Secret 4

**Story 1: Daddy’s Little Secret**

The next morning Mom left for work before the sun was fully up. She kissed Marcus on the cheek and told me to behave. The door closed and the house became ours. No one to hide from. No one to pretend for.

Marcus did not even wait for her car to leave the street. He grabbed me right in the living room and ripped my clothes off. My tank top tore at the shoulder. My shorts flew across the floor. He pushed me onto the big couch on my back and spread my legs so wide it almost hurt.

He looked down at my naked body like he owned every inch. His cock was already rock hard and pointing straight at me. Thick veins ran along the shaft. The head was dark and leaking.

“Today I am going to fuck you like you deserve,” he said.

He dropped to his knees and buried his face in my pussy again. He licked and sucked like he was addicted to my taste. Two thick fingers pushed inside me while his tongue attacked my clit. I came fast screaming his name. He kept going until I came a second time shaking and soaking his chin.

Then he stood up. He flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees. He rubbed his fat cock up and down my dripping slit teasing me.

“Beg for it princess.”

“Please Daddy. Please fuck me hard. Fill me up.”

He slammed into me in one brutal thrust. All the way to the balls. I cried out in pleasure. He did not start slow this time. He fucked me like an animal. Hard fast strokes that made my ass bounce and my tits swing. The sound of skin slapping skin was loud in the empty house.

He spanked me hard leaving red handprints on my ass. “This is my pussy now. Say it.”

“It is your pussy Daddy. Only yours.”

He reached around and rubbed my clit while he pounded me. I came again clenching around his thick cock. He growled and kept going. Sweat dripped from his chest onto my back.

After a while he pulled out and made me ride him on the couch. I straddled his lap and sank down on his cock. It felt even deeper this way. I rode him fast bouncing up and down. My tits bounced in his face. He sucked on them hard biting my nipples while his hands gripped my ass helping me move.

“Fuck Daddy I love your cock,” I moaned.

He thrust up to meet me. His balls slapped my ass with every bounce. I came one more time shaking on top of him.

But he was not done. He lifted me off him like I weighed nothing and carried me to the kitchen table. He bent me over it again and fucked me from behind even harder. The table scraped across the floor from the force.

He pulled my hair and made me arch. “I am going to cum inside you princess. Deep. I want to breed you.”

Those words made me lose control. I came so hard my vision went white. My pussy squeezed him tight milking his cock.

Marcus roared and buried himself to the hilt. His cock pulsed and shot thick hot cum straight into my womb. Load after load. So much that it overflowed and ran down my legs in rivers.

He stayed inside me for a long time breathing hard. When he finally pulled out a huge gush of his cum poured out of me onto the kitchen floor.

He turned me around and kissed me deep. “You are mine now. Completely.”

We spent the whole day like that. Fucking in every room. On the stairs. In the shower. On Mom and Dad’s bed. He came inside me four more times. By evening my belly felt full of his seed. My pussy was red and swollen but I still wanted more.

That night when Mom came home we acted normal. But under the dinner table Marcus had two fingers inside me the whole time. I had to bite my lip not to moan while Mom talked about her day.

Later when she went to sleep Marcus came to my room again. This time he was gentler at first. He made love to me slow and deep while looking into my eyes.

“I love you princess,” he whispered as he came inside me again. “I do not care how wrong this is. I cannot let you go.”

I held him tight and kissed his neck. “Then do not let me go Daddy. Breed me. Make me yours forever.”

He groaned and filled me one last time.

As I lay there with his cum leaking out of me I knew we had crossed every line. There was no going back. Mom would find out one day. Or maybe she already suspected. But none of that mattered.

I was addicted to my stepdad’s cock. And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy.

This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting.

And I could not wait to fall even deeper.