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480. Opened my legs for him...
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2026-09-26 23:36:14
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ALL YOURS, DADDY 481. I'm gonna cum
The stretch made my mouth open on nothing. He went slow because the desk was high and because he was thick and because he was still trying to be a man who could stop. He did not stop. He sank all the way in until his hips met me and we both held still and listened to the building like it might save us.It did not.He started to move.The desk did not creak. That was the worst part. It was solid. Professional. He fucked me on it in long deep strokes and the only sounds were skin and my breathing and the clock. I wrapped my legs around him. He held my hip with one hand and covered my mouth with the other when I got too loud. I licked his palm. His rhythm broke.He pulled out, hauled me off the desk, turned me, and bent me over his own chair. My hands on the leather she still sat in an hour ago. That thought went through me like heat. He pushed back inside and I had to bite my own wrist.“Don’t say her name,” he said, wrecked, against my back.I had not been going to. I said his.He reac
ALL YOURS, DADDY 480. Opened my legs for him...
ClaireHelen’s session was at one.Mine was at two.I sat in the lobby with a magazine I did not read and listened to my mother’s voice come through the door like a bruise. Not the words. The tone. The one she used when she was trying to be brave about her marriage. I pressed my knees together and hated myself and stayed.Grant knew I was out here. His next slot still had a fake name on it. I had watched him see me when he came to get Helen. His face did not change. His hand on the door did.At 1:50 the door opened.Helen’s eyes were red and then they found me.“Claire? What are you doing here?”“Paperwork for school,” I said. “Advising. This building. I thought I’d ride home with you.”She bought it. She touched my hair. She smelled like tissues.“Ride with me now. I’m done.”“I have to wait. Ten minutes. Go ahead. I’ll call a car.”She looked at the door. At him. He was standing there with his pad like a decent man.“Don’t keep her late,” Helen told him, light, wifely. “She’s been t
ALL YOURS, DADDY 479. Suck his dick
I had to grab the headboard. His tongue was flat and hot and filthy. He licked me like he had been thinking about it in the session while the pad stayed blank. He sucked my clit and held my hips when I tried to move. I watched the top of his head between my thighs, gray starting at his temple, my stepfather’s mouth on me in the room where I used to do homework, and I came again with my fist in my own pillow.He did not stop right away. He licked me through it until it hurt in the good way. Then he sat back. His mouth was wet. His slacks were impossible. I could see the outline of him, a dark spot where he had leaked.I went to my knees on my own carpet.“Claire.”“You said not that. You didn’t say this.”I opened his belt. He let me. I opened the zipper. I took him out.He was thicker than I had imagined in the dark with my own hand. Heavy. The head was wet. I wrapped my fingers around him and he cursed at the ceiling. I put my mouth on him before I could get polite about it.Salt. He
ALL YOURS, DADDY 478. Fuck you on this counter
It was not a kind kiss. It was a man breaking. Open mouth. His teeth on my lip. His tongue. I made a noise into him and he swallowed it and backed me into the counter. The edge hit my ass. He lifted me onto it like I weighed nothing and stepped between my knees and the skirt rode up and his hands were on bare thigh and I opened for him because I had been open for him since the wedding.He stopped at the edge of my underwear.“Say no,” he said.“No is not what I drove four hours for.”He hooked the fabric aside.His fingers found me and his whole body went tight.“Christ.”I was soaked. He slid through it, two fingers, not in yet, just spreading me, rubbing my clit with the mess I had been making since two o’clock. I bit his shirt. I did not want Helen’s kitchen to hear me. He pushed one finger into me and I clenched on it like I could keep him.“Look at me.”I looked. His eyes were dark and angry and hungry. He added a second finger. The stretch made my mouth fall open. He fucked me w
ALL YOURS, DADDY 477. Kiss me..
ClaireHelen was at the stove when I walked in.“I thought you left,” she said. She kissed my cheek. She smelled like her lotion and onions. “Grant said your appointment—”I almost laughed.“I turned around,” I said. “I forgot a paper.”She bought it. She always did. I was the good one. I put my bag on the chair I used to sit in when I was smaller and I was not smaller now. My underwear from the office was still damp. I went upstairs to change before she could hug me longer.I did not change.I sat on my old bed and looked at the ceiling and listened to her talk to someone on speaker. Grant. His work voice. Then his home voice. Then, *I’ll be there in twenty.*I put my hand between my legs over the skirt and pressed once, hard, just to make the ache shut up. It did not shut up.Helen left before he got home. Thursday grocery run. She asked if I wanted to come. I said I had a headache. She touched my hair and told me to sleep it off.The garage door went down.The house got quiet in a
ALL YOURS, DADDY 476. Wanna Fuck My Mother's Husband
I did not.I told him I could smell his soap in the hall at home. That I used to think it was an accident. That I started taking the long way to my room.“Claire.”My name in his mouth. Not Elena. Not Helen’s daughter. Claire.I sat down because he told me to and because I like being told by him. That is the part I do not say at school. I am grown. I am fine. I am also the girl who gets wet when her mother’s husband says sit down in a room with a clock.He told me to drive back to campus. No more parking lot. No more Elena Voss. He would give me three names that were not him.I asked if he wanted me to drive back.“What I want is not the point.”It was the only point. I looked at his mouth when he said it. I thought about that mouth between my legs, his glasses still on, my heel in his shoulder, the pad still blank on the floor. I thought about coming on his tongue and staying quiet because the scheduler might come back from lunch.My underwear was a lost cause. I could feel it. I shi
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