Daddy's Massive Bulge

Lucy sprawled naked on her dorm bed, legs spread wide like a desperate slut. She shoved three fingers deep into her dripping pussy, pumping hard while her thumb rubbed her swollen clit in fast circles. Juices coated her hand and soaked the sheets. At twenty she stayed horny every damn day. Cock was all she craved for a thick, heavy, veiny cock that would stretch her tight cunt and ruin her for anyone else.

“Fuck… yes… give it to me harder,” she gasped. Her hips bucked wildly. She pictured a big muscled man pinning her down, slamming every inch inside her while his heavy balls slapped her ass. She wanted him to fill her with hot cum until it leaked down her thighs.

Her pussy clenched tight. Wet, filthy sounds filled the room. “Pump this greedy cunt full…” The orgasm slammed into her. Back arching, toes curling, she squirted around her fingers, shaking hard. She kept thrusting through the waves until her legs gave out.

Lucy pulled her fingers free and licked them clean, tasting her sweet cream. She loved being this cock-hungry slut. In class she ground against her chair. At night she fingered herself raw to p**n. She lived for the moment a real man would destroy her pussy.

Her phone buzzed. Mom calling. Sarah had raised her alone after Dad left. She worked hard selling houses and tried to be the perfect mom.

Lucy answered, still breathing heavily. “Hey, Mom.”

“Lucy, honey! I have amazing news. I’m getting married!”

Lucy sat up fast, tits bouncing. “Married? To whom?”

“Ethan Hale. He’s so perfect, tall, strong, and owns a construction company. We’ve been together for six months. Come home Friday for dinner so you can meet him.”

Six months. Sarah had kept it secret. Lucy felt happy for her mom but also a sharp selfish twist. A new man in the house. A stranger sleeping in Mom’s bed.

“That’s great, Mom. I’ll be there Friday.”

She hung up and flopped back. Her fingers drifted between her legs again. She rubbed slow circles, mind racing.

A stepdad in his late thirties. She hoped he wasn’t some soft boring guy. But something told her this weekend would change everything.

The days flew by in a haze. Lucy packed slutty clothes, tiny shorts, crop tops, short skirts with no panties. Friday morning she wore her shortest denim shorts and thin white tank top, no bra. Hard nipples poked through the fabric the whole drive.

Every bump rubbed her clit and kept her wet.

She pulled into the driveway. A big black truck sat next to Mom’s car. His truck. Lucy stepped inside. The house smelled like lasagna. Soft music played. She heard Mom laugh and a deep rough male voice that sent heat straight to her cunt.

“Mom? I’m home.”

Sarah rushed out, beaming, and hugged her tight.

“Come meet Ethan!”

Lucy followed into the kitchen and froze.

Ethan stood at the counter, six-three of pure muscle. Black T-shirt stretched tight over his broad chest and thick veiny arms. Short dark hair, sharp jaw with stubble, intense eyes that locked on her.

But what made her pussy flood was the heavy thick bulge in his jeans. Massive, even soft. The kind that would split a girl open.

Her nipples hardened instantly. Fresh wetness soaked her panties. Heat rushed between her legs.

“Lucy, this is Ethan,” Sarah said proudly. “Ethan, my beautiful daughter.”

Ethan wiped his hands and stepped closer. His big calloused hand wrapped around hers, warm and strong. “Nice to meet you, Lucy. Your mom talks about you all the time.”

“Hi,” Lucy managed. “Congrats on the wedding.”

He smiled slow, eyes flicking to her hard nipples for a split second. “Thanks. I’ll take good care of both of you.”

Sarah clapped. “Dinner’s almost ready! Lucy, freshen up quickly.”

Lucy hurried upstairs, heart pounding. The second her door locked she yanked her shorts down and fingered her soaked cunt hard.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned, pumping fast. “That bulge… that thick cock. I want Daddy to stretch my tight pussy and ruin me.”

She came hard, biting her pillow, squirting over her hand. Legs shaking, she stared in the mirror flushed cheeks, wild eyes.

This was dangerous.

But she didn’t care.

She changed into a short pleated skirt with nothing underneath and went back down. Dinner would be torture, but she planned to tease him every chance she got.

As she reached the bottom stair she heard Ethan’s deep voice in the kitchen.

“I can’t wait to show you how well I’ll take care of your daughter, Sarah.”

Lucy’s cunt clenched hard at the hidden promise in his words.

She stepped into the kitchen with a wicked smile, already dripping again.

Little did she know her new stepdaddy was about to ruin her completely, and she would beg him for every filthy inch.