My Ex-Stepdaddy Took My Virginity 5.

Adrian and I still stood by the door, staring deep into each other. My heart raced faster than it ever had, my chest rising and falling hard.

“H-home trip?” I finally muttered.

Adrian stepped into the room at once. His right hand slid behind my back, yanked me flush against his bare chest, and lowered his head.

My eyes widened. Before my mind could catch up, he sealed his lips over mine.

The bag in my hand dropped to the floor. My whole body went numb. Heat flooded me so fast I felt my blood boil under my skin.

“Hmmm,” he moaned into my mouth as one hand cupped my cheek.

His lips were soft and full. He pressed his thumb into the corner of my jaw until it ached and opened. His tongue slid straight to the back of my throat.

How long is that tongue?

I shivered. My legs finally moved, but I almost lost my footing. That was all the opening he needed.

He grabbed my ass and squeezed hard.

A moan slipped out of me before I could stop it, followed by short, broken gasps as I leaned further into him.

“Daddy,” I moaned into his mouth again.

He kept one hand locked on the back of my head while his tongue explored every corner of my mouth.

I squirmed, my heart hammering. I shut my eyes and pulled back.

The loss of contact almost made me wince.

“Please, I can’t—” I begged, my voice hoarse, pushing weakly against his warm, rigid chest.

“You mean you can’t wait for your daddy to fill your pulsing hole with his cock?” He smirked.

“No, I didn’t mean that,” I whispered.

“Oh.” He scoffed and squeezed my ass harder. I shuddered and fell forward against his chest. “You can’t seem to leave me, can you? Should we start with the basics?”

“Wait… what if my mom finds out?”

“Your mom and I never shared this. Keep your mouth sealed and I will do the same.” His voice was calm. “Besides, I’m simply preparing you for the future.”

I lowered my gaze. His cock pressed hot and hard against my stomach.

“Is that a yes?” he asked, amused.

I looked back up at him.

He was right. All those times the shower door was open, I had glanced at him—his back, his thighs, and his ass. I had looked. But I never meant for it to become this.

Adrian smirked and kissed me again. This time I threw my arms around his neck and leaned into him as his tongue claimed my mouth.

I tasted the early morning coffee on his tongue.

My eyes widened and I pushed back.

“What happened?” he asked.

My hands flew over my mouth. “I’ve not brushed my teeth. It’s unhealthy—”

He didn’t let me finish.

“Who cares?”

He locked his lips back onto mine and walked me backward until the backs of my legs hit the bed.

“I’ve waited long for this moment,” he said, then kissed me deeper.

We crashed onto the mattress with him on top of me, his weight pinning me down. His hard cock rested against my thighs as he slowly rolled his hips, dragging the thick length over my skin.

He broke the kiss and rose onto his knees. “Take off your shirt.”

I sat up, pulled the shirt over my head, and looked at him.

“You’re gorgeous, you know?” he rasped.

Then he grabbed my waist and tugged my briefs down with my shorts in one smooth motion.

“Your size still amazes me,” he said, his eyes locked on my cock.

He got off the bed and stood at the edge.

“Turn over.”

“Turn over?” I asked, not understanding.

I had never been in this position before. The only things I had ever watched were straight p**n videos. Nothing like this.

He smirked, clearly realizing how new I was than he had expected.

“Why don’t we start with you sucking my cock?”

I blinked.

“Come on. You can’t even touch it?” he asked, disbelief in his voice.

“I will,” I replied, moving forward.

I breathed out heavily, then wrapped my hand around his thick cock. It was warm, incredibly thick, and pulsing in my grip.

“Now go on and suck it. Wrap your lips around it gently. Don’t bite me.”

I leaned in and parted my lips. The swollen head brushed against them. I took a slow breath, then closed my mouth carefully around the tip. The heat of his cock filled my mouth immediately. I tasted the slight salt of his skin and the thin smear of precum already gathered at the slit.

“That’s it,” Adrian said, his voice low. “Just the head for now. Let your tongue rest under it. Feel the weight.”

My tongue pressed flat against the underside of the head. I held still, breathing through my nose, letting the thickness stretch my lips.

“Good. Now suck gently. Not hard. Just enough pressure to feel it.”

I hollowed my cheeks the smallest amount. The suction pulled a soft groan from his throat. His hand settled on the back of my head.

“Hmmm. Take a little more.”

I slid forward half an inch. The ridge of the head passed over my tongue. My jaw already felt stretched.

I stopped and held him there, sucking lightly, letting saliva gather and coat the tip.

“Look at you,” he murmured. “Your lips are stretched around daddy’s cock already. Keep going. Another inch. Use your tongue. Lick the underside while you suck.”

My tongue dragged slowly along the thick vein running beneath the head. I took another careful inch. The taste of him grew stronger. Warm, clean.

My own cock twitched hard between my legs, leaking against the sheets.

“Breathe through your nose. Don’t rush.”

I pulled back almost all the way, then sank forward again, slower this time. Each movement was deliberate. Saliva spilled from the corners of my mouth and ran down the shaft. I used my hand to stroke what my mouth couldn’t reach, matching the slow rhythm he set with the light pressure of his fingers on my head.

“Deeper. Just a little more. Feel how it fills your mouth.”

I took him farther. The head nudged the soft part of my palate.

My eyes watered slightly. I held still, breathing carefully, sucking in slow pulses.

Adrian’s voice stayed calm and low. “You’re doing so well. Keep that tongue moving. Circle the head when you pull back. Then slide down again. Nice and slow.”

I followed every instruction. Pull back, swirl my tongue around the sensitive ridge, then sink forward again. The wet sounds grew louder in the quiet room.

My jaw ached in the best way.

My cock throbbed against the mattress, untouched and leaking steadily.

“One more inch,” he said. “You’re almost halfway. That’s enough for now.”

I took the extra length. My lips stretched wide around the thick middle of his shaft. I sucked gently, letting more spit drip down his cock and over my fingers.

Adrian’s hand tightened slightly in my hair. He pulled me off with a wet sound.

“I want you on your back,” he said.

He guided me until I lay flat. Then he shifted me farther until the back of my neck hung off the edge of the bed, my head tilted back with my throat exposed.

He stood over me, his cock glistening and slowly lowered the thick head to my open mouth.