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Daddy’s good girl, make daddy cum
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Her Stepfather's Crush This isn’t over…
“Your naughty little words, that little plea, are going to keep me hard as a rock,” Daddy says.I smile up at him.Daddy shakes his head at me, but his hips flex forward and his erection digs harder into my hip. His hand slips under my tank top, pushing aside the little band of elastic that is the shelf bra, and he holds my breast, flicking the nipples with his thumbs.I arch and moan and spread my legs so he can settle between them. His shaft is now exactly where I want it. I need to get my pants off so he can push inside me.He lifts onto his elbows enough that he can tug my shirt down, baring me to him. I watch him as he sees me for the first time. His lips tip up in a grin as my breasts shimmy with my quivering breaths.“Such sweet little nipples. Fuck, Daisy. I want to eat you up. I want to lick and suck every inch of you.”“Yes.”He chuckles and leans forward. Just as his lips part to take in one of my nipples, his radio beeps from where it’s clipped to his loosened belt. The cr
Her Stepfather's Crush Daddy’s good girl, make daddy cum
“On your knees,” he says.“What?”“You heard me. And the correct response is the one you just gave and then obedience.”The one I just gave? Oh. He wants me to call him…I lower to my knees. “Yes, Daddy.”He steps closer and tosses my blanket off to the side. He cups his hand under my chin, then tilts my face up so I’m looking straight into his eyes.“Your mom thinks you’ve got something going on with one of your teachers at school. Is that true?”I shake my head, but I can’t move it much since he’s holding me still.“Answer me, Daisy.”“No.”“Remember who you’re talking to,” he says.“No, Daddy. I don’t have a crush on a teacher.”“Then who? One of my hands?”“No, Daddy. Just you.”The satisfaction that lights his grey eyes has a shiver running down my spine. I’ve never seen him look so happy. I never knew he wanted me. I would have laid myself out on my eighteenth birthday if I’d known.“Just me,” he whispers. “Only me.”He runs his thumb along my bottom lip, his gaze locked on my m
Her Stepfather's Crush I’d do anything to have you touch me
I’m just finishing up my last chores when I hear someone come into the horse barn. Since Pom is my horse, she’s my responsibility. I’ll be honest and say that as much as I hate cleaning up horse shit, I love my horse.“Daisy,” Ry says as he comes to the door of Pom’s stall. “Are you going out for a ride?”I swallow, not sure what the right answer is. I want to take Pom out like I usually do, but I’m afraid he’s going to tell me that I can’t.“That was the plan.”“How about you ride fences with me for a while? I have something I want to show you.”“Okay,” I agree immediately, even though I know that what he has to show me is more likely something ranch-related and not sex related.Still, my clit throbs against the seam of my jeans at the thought of being alone with my stepdad. We don’t spend a whole lot of time together. And when we do, I’m usually so nervous that words just start spilling from my lips. I’m sure he thinks I’m a total dork.By the time I saddle Pom and climb on, Ry is
Her Stepfather's Crush I love riding Pom
The sun heats my face. It’s not spring yet, so I close my eyes and enjoy the unexpected warmth. My horse, Pomelo, snorts nearby, and it comforts me to know that I’m not fully alone.I grew up in a more suburban area. Since my mom married my stepdad, and we moved to his ranch, I’ve enjoyed all the country has to offer.Riding Pomelo is definitely my favorite thing about living in the wide open space. I pull tighter on the sleeves of the flannel shirt I tied around my waist when I got too hot. My tank top isn’t quite warm enough, but I’m not willing to put the warmer shirt back on just yet.I let my hands float out at my sides to the edges of the small blanket I set down. I smooth my hands backward and forward, running my fingertips over the tips of the tall stalks of grass. I feel the breeze move them against my skin as I do.The smell of hay and grass — and even a little of the manure and cow pies — surrounds me and reminds me where I am.I hear hoofbeats approaching and look over t
Her Stepfather's Crush I will get you there, babe
He makes the sundae all out of order. First, he takes the chocolate syrup and drizzles it all over me, on my breasts, down my torso, even letting a little drip onto my clit. I gasp at the cold stickiness as it surrounds that little bundle of nerves.I can tell by his smile that he likes my reaction, so he does it again and again. Lines of chocolate slide down my ass like stripes, then pool beneath me as I writhe and shift restlessly beneath the onslaught.When he feels I’ve had enough, Daddy takes out the whipped cream. He squirts a swirl onto each of my nipples. It starts to slip away on a slide of chocolate syrup, but he lifts it back where it belongs.He squirts another swirl onto my clit, but I can’t feel it. The syrup is too thick and coats me completely. He sets a fresh strawberry slice into each pile of cream before reaching back into the box.He pulls out a spoon, then opens the strawberry ice cream. I bite my lip.The syrup and whipped cream are both cool from being in the
Her Stepfather's Crush What is yours, is mine too
The light from the fridge casts a beam across the kitchen floor as I rifle through the shelves, looking for something sweet. I have a sweet tooth, even at one in the morning.I made some cupcakes and I swear I hid one in the back of the fridge, but I can’t find it. I slide jars left until they clink against the side of the fridge. Then I slide them right just to be sure as I look for the little plastic container I hid.“Looking for this?”I gasp and spin around at the sound of West’s voice. He stands in the middle of the kitchen in his boxers, holding the cupcake up to his mouth.“That’s mine,” I say, a little too loud for this time of night.“What’s yours is mine,” he says as he takes a huge bite.“Does that mean what’s yours is mine?”He chews thoughtfully before his lips spread in a dirty grin. I stick my bottom lip in a pout as he eats the last strawberry short-cupcake.He licks a little of the whipped cream frosting from the corner of his mouth and takes a step closer to me.“I w
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