CHAPTER 2: ESCAPADES WITH STEP DADDY

ELLA'S POV

Next morning...

I had to touch myself again last night after waking up from the lewdest dream I've ever had. And now that I was awake, I felt the urge to finger myself again.

But then, I looked at the alarm clock and shook my head. Nope. That could wait till later. Or maybe I could try to do it in the bathroom?

“Whatever works," I muttered while shrugging. About an hour later, I was in the front passenger seat of my stepdad's car. He would be taking me to school as he usually did ever since he got married to my mom. 

Today, however, it was even more awkward, considering that my conscience judged me for watching him fuck my mom senseless last night. I couldn't even look him in the eye. 

But internally, I was still pleased about not being caught too. I wasn't ready to receive lectures from both him and my mom about why what I did was wrong and forbidden. 

They might even take me to see a therapist if they discovered that I watched them fuck. 

My mum wouldn't be able to look at me with that love in her eyes anymore. So, I decided it was best to keep what happened last night and my more intense feelings for him a secret.

On the way, he was playing a song that had sexual undertones and nodding to it. On any other day, I might have shimmied my torso to it since the song was catchy too. 

But the song only made me think of my stepdad craddling my legs and fucking up into me. God, I was wet, my cunt throbbing with arousal and need.

I subconsciously squeezed my thighs together, pursing my lips and swallowing, trying my best not to steal glances at his crotch.

I had the urge to choke on his dick right now, too. If only I had the courage to do that in real life.

"Cupcake, did you enjoy it last night?" came his voice, drawing me out of my inappropriate thoughts.

"Huh?" I looked at his gorgeous face with my brows furrowed.

"Did you enjoy it?" he asked again.

"Dad, I don't get you. Enjoy what?"

"The performance," he responded with a smirk that made me become uneasy.

"Wh-what performance are you talking about?"

"Oh, you need me to jog your memory? I'll kindly give you clues. Last night. My marital bedroom. My marital bed. Me, fucking your mother while you watched. Do you remember now?"

Hearing this, colour drained from my face and my eyes flung wide with shock, my jaw slackening. What I had feared had come to pass. He...He actually saw me last night.

He knew I spied on him when he was fucking my mother? Oh god, I'm finished. "Not thinking of ways to deny it, are you?" he smirkingly asked, eyes still focused on the road.

“I...I... Dad, I got curious and curiosity got the better of me. I should have left when I saw you two doing that. I shouldn't have stayed. I shouldn't have watched it to the end.”

I brought my hands to cover my face, guilt eating up my insides at an alarming rate.

"I'm so sorry. I know how disappointed you must be in me now. I've done something really terrible. I was wrong." Then I put my hands down, tears already pooling in my eyes. 

“But please, Dad, don't tell Mom about this, I'm begging you. She'll be...heartbroken. She'd never look at me the same again. She won't want to love me as much as she does now. So please, Dad,"

"Then what about me? How should I look at you now that you've confessed?" he asked, a brow raised.

"Please forgive me. I swear...I promise, such a thing will never happen again." I cried, palms pressed together, my heart already sinking in despair. 

What if he refused to forgive me? What if he decided to take me to a correctional centre right away?

So many negative thoughts were invading my head, and my mind lacked the energy to resist them, leaving me overwhelmed.

He stopped the car at the side of the road and then turned to look at me with a smile. "You don't need to cry, sweetheart. I was the one who deliberately left that door unlocked."

"What?" I looked at him in disbelief. What was he saying?

"I know you have feelings for me. Romantic ones. You want me between your legs that bad. I knew you fucked yourself with your fingers in our room last night. I pretended not to hear. I didn't want you scared and embarrassed if I exposed you. Besides, it's in our best interests if I don't expose you. The truth is, what you feel for me isn't one-sided. Ella, I have feelings for you, too. Heaven knows how many inappropriate dreams I've had about you. How many times I've wanked in the shower, moaning your name. The thought of pinning you beneath me, and pushing my length into your virgin pussy, kissing away your tears, fucking you senseless even better than I fuck your mother..."

Oh god, his confession was making me squeeze my thighs together. Oh god, I wanted him now. No, I need him fucking me right now.

"Dad, I'm so happy you like me as well. Ah, I feel so relieved now. I love you so much."

He smiled at me, "Me too."

"Then, can we please fuck right now? I don't mind not going to school today." I told him with a frantic tone.

He shook his head, "No, darling. When we return, we'll find a way to make love. Right now, I need to get you to school." Having said that, he leaned towards me and planted a kiss on my left cheek, "Be patient, okay?"

I nodded, "Okay," I mumbled.

He resumed driving again. However, I felt that there was really no need for me to go to school today, not after his confession to me. I wanted him fucking me right now and would do anything to make that happen.

So while he was still driving, I palmed his clothed crotch with my left hand, making his eyes widen. He whipped his head to look at me. "What are you doing?" he whisper-yelled.

I simply smirked. Then I snuck my hands in his sweatpants, 

"Ella...!"

"Relax, Dad," I said, freeing his cock, which was half-flaccid and still looked impressive.

"Ella, stop this," he protested, eyes still on the road. But I didn't listen. I began to run my fingers up and down his length while gazing smugly at him.

"You..." he croaked out, driving into a deserted road.

"Now, that's more like it," I told him, feeling proud of myself, my cunt throbbing even more in anticipation of what was soon going to happen to it.

When he eventually stopped the car, I was still stroking his dick. Now that he had stopped, I shifted my body and inclined my head, my lips stretching and descending on his now-rigid length while he sighed helplessly.

I began to nod on his cock while also stroking it.

I didn't have any experience with this, but I had at least seen countless women in p**n clips do it so I was confident I wouldn't do too badly on my first try.

It didn't take long for him to place his hands on my head and make me take more of his length into my mouth, his cock head on the verge of impaling my throat. But he didn't stop. 

He pressed my head further down until my throat was properly deflowered. A tear rolled down my face. It was a tear of happiness. Finally, my wish to get choked on my dad's cock had come to life.

And soon, he began making me nod at a faster pace, his cock repeatedly slamming into my throat.

"What a fuckable throat you've got. I'm gonna fuck it until it's no more content without daily cum," my stepdad said amidst grunts and that made me even more turned on. 

Fuck, I wanted him so bad. My throat and my cunt would for sure love his daily cum. Oh god, I wanted his cock buried in my pussy so bad. I just couldn't wait.

Minutes later, he pressed my head down vigorously one last time, his cock impaling my throat even deeper.

And then, his distended cock began pulsing as he erupted into my throat, not once but a freaking good four times in quick succession. 

Another tear streaked down my face. Finally, I've got my stepfather's cumload in my throat.

Suspiring, he lifted my head while slowly extricating his cock from my mouth, strings of drool attached to it.

I swallowed his warm jism, patting my chest as I coughed.

Then I lowered my head again, my tongue darting out to lick his half-flaccid dick, making sure to clean off the remnants of the meld of my drool and his salty love gruel.

Once I was done licking, I planted a kiss on the tip of his pecker before raising my head and looking at him with a seductive smile.

"Screw it, I'm going to fuck you right in this car,"

"Yay," I exclaimed. Seconds later, he crashed his lips into mine, kissing me passionately, his hands roaming my body.