LOGINJake jumped up from the couch when he saw his nineteen-year-old step-daughter, Brooklyn, walk into the living room in her matching bra and panties.
"Oh!" she cried and ran into the hallway.
"I'm so sorry! I thought I was home alone. I thought you were out of town with my mom!"
He could hear her voice growing quieter as she ran down the hallway to her room.
He stood at the end of the hallway, avoiding looking in the direction of her room.
"We were supposed to go out of town for the weekend, but she canceled it for work. Again. I thought she sent you a text about it," he called down the hallway.
Brooklyn came out of her room with some pajama shorts and a t-shirt on.
"I never got a text from her." She held up her cell phone, scrolling through her messages.
"I am so sorry," he said.
"If I'd have known, I would have told you myself."
She shook her head.
"No, I feel awful. I re
“Holly. Shit. So tight. So hot. I want to keep my cock deep inside you forever. Daddy’s never going to get enough of this sweet little pussy.”I concentrate on his words, the growl of his tone. He’s never going to stop fucking me. I moan as the burning starts to dissipate.“I know. You need time to adjust, but fuck if I can hold myself back.Holly, you’re so fucking tight. I can’t handle it. I’m not sure how long I can last.”His words are jarred by his hips as he slams into me over and over. My body finally catches up, making sure I’m wet enough to handle him, stretching to accommodate him. After a few more thrusts, the pain is completely gone, and I only feel pleasure.“Holly,” Daddy groans, “You’re taking Daddy’s cock so good. My sweet little cherry. Mine forever.”I tighten my inner muscles at his words, not purposefully, but it&
I make my way quietly down the stairs. I can already hear my parents bickering before I step off the last step.“I get it,” Mom says. “But couldn’t you handle it via email once you got home?”“I told you I wasn’t going to argue about this anymore. If he’d actually been kissing a woman using the mistletoe as coercion, you wouldn’t have been okay with me walking away and sending an email.”Mom blusters, but doesn’t deny it.“I needed him to know it was serious. Serious enough to be dealt with immediately and in person.”“Fine,” she says. “We’re home now. We need to get ready for the dinner party tomorrow.”Now Daddy huffs out a breath.Every year, Mom hosts a Christmas Eve-Eve dinner party for her team at work. She works in the fashion industry as a buyer for a large department store, and all her colleagues are stuck-up and think
“Take out my cock, baby. It won’t take me long. Tell Daddy how much you want it.”“I’ve always wanted your cock, Daddy.”I reach into his underwear and wrap my hands around the solid, hot flesh. It’s bigger than I thought it would be.My fingers don’t get anywhere near each other as I circle his shaft with them. When he springs free, there’s a drip of precum at his slit. I want to lean down and taste it, but he doesn’t give me a chance.“This has to be fast and hard. We’ll get to the really good stuff later.”He wraps his hand around mine and squeezes hard, much harder than I would have ever thought would be pleasurable for him. Then he moves my hand up and down his shaft.His skin is so soft, even as it encases something so hard. He pulls my hand off him, and I’m just about to protest when he brings my palm to his mouth and licks it. My jaw dro
My fingers feather over my lips as they still tingle from the kiss.His eyes bore into mine as his tongue darts out and glides over his lower lip. His nostrils flare.“I can still taste you,” he rasps.Wondering if I can taste him, I lick my lips as well.“Fuck,” he growls as he slips his hands around the back of my neck and yanks me to him.This time, the kiss isn’t gentle or soft. It’s rough and demanding. His tongue plunges into my mouth as he truly tastes me for the first time. He hums, and I feel the reverberations as I wrap my arms around his neck.He walks forward, pushing me back until I hit the wall behind me. He changes the angle of his face just slightly and then kisses me even harder.Our teeth click once, which is what finally has him slow down.His palms move over my soft sweater, and when he reaches my jeans, they slide over the rougher material, and he squeezes my ass. I
“Can you run up and get your stepdad?” Mom asks.I huff out a sigh. She just picked me up from the airport. It’s been a long day of traveling, and now I have to run her errands as well? I’m tired, so feeling a little snarky.“Yeah,” I say as I unbuckle my seat belt.“Tell him to hurry.”“I will,” I say as I open my door and duck through the rain and into the lobby of his office building.Even that short jaunt has my hair wet.I had it straightened for travel, but I can feel it curving and curling under the moisture of the day. I actually go to college about forty miles from home, but I was traveling for the first few days of winter break because I’m part of a choir ensemble at my university and we had a Christmas performance in New York.So even though things are warmer in Seattle than they are in New York, my hair behaved a lot better there.In the elevato
B R U C E“Fuck,” I grunt as her tight pussy pulls my orgasm from me. I hold myself deep inside her as I empty my balls of every last drop.Once I’m drained, I pull out and sit back, just looking at her ass in the air.My cum starts to drip out, and I use my finger to scoop it up and push it back in.“You should stay like that for another minute, but if you do, I’ll just want to fuck you again.”Sophie's response is to wiggle her ass at me, and I smile, because she wants it again.“You want it again?”“Yes, Bruce. It feels so good, having you in me.”“Okay, one more time, and I’ll just leave it in you after that. You can sleep with my cock inside you in case you wake up and want more.”“Please,” she begs, wiggling her ass again.I sit up and push inside her again, my cock still hard and erect.Cum fro







