ログインI bit my lower lip with indecision as I sat on the couch and looked at the beautiful packaging. This wasn’t for me, it was a gift from my step-dad to my mom according to the little card. The timing on the delivery was odd, seeing as my mom was away all weekend, but I supposed there must have been a delay or something. It was the card that was picking away at my better judgement, piquing my curiosity and playing off my biggest weakness. ‘Can’t wait to see this on you, just so I can tear it off – Love Tim’ My mom had married the best guy in the world when I was about five. Even now that I was eighteen I could still remember being borderline dumbstruck by how different life was for my mom and me after Tim came into the picture. I’d never met my dad, so I never knew what I was missing, but all of a sudden there was this guy around making my mom happy, moving us out of our grimy little apartment into a life of luxury in Cali and spending time with me. Oh God, the attention he gave
I couldn’t believe everybody was being so calm as Shane went to open the door and let, what? Room service in? What if it was Mike? What if something had gone wrong with his lap dancing tour? What would he do if he came in and saw his own Father sucking my tits while the man he still thought was my actual Dad pounded my slit like it deserved to be punished? I wasn’t in control of the situation anymore, that much was apparent. When Shane opened the door, naked and seemingly uncaring about that fact, the very last person in the world I expected walked through just as Tristan unleashed a flood of sperm onto the back of my throat and I could do nothing but try to swallow as I gurgled my surprise. The newcomer watched the action unfold before him as I felt Ralph’s warm seed spill out over my hand while Tristan’s load disappeared without a trace into my belly before he pulled out. I lay there panting as I watched the man begin to take his clothes off. “Grandpa Jason… What are you
A torrent of cum was unleashed directly down my throat and into my waiting stomach, some leaked out into my mouth, where I swirled my tongue along his shaft and sampled the flavour of my still brand-new Father-in-Law. Patrick held his cock down my throat until I felt like my face must have been the colour of ketchup, managing to distract me even from the two cocks now furiously pounding away at my pussy and ass. At last when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, Patrick released me and I slumped my head on to the pillow and closed my eyes, seeking only to replenish my oxygen supply while the man who taught me to look both ways while crossing the street used my little slit for his own pleasure. I was only halfway recovered when I felt another hand take up the rein that was my makeshift ponytail and push a cock into my panting mouth. I opened my lids and rolled my eyes upwards to see whose dick I was sucking and saw Tristan kneeling over me, the Step-Father who had already given m
The door to the honeymoon suite had a lock with a card slot, I slipped mine in and saw the little light turn from red to green along with a little clicking sound. I opened the door and watched as each of my Daddies filed past me. First through was Shane, he was my current Step-Father, still married to my Mom but I was going to be ‘borrowing’ his thick cock again. Next was Ralph, my Step-Father before Shane, who gave me a full body scan with his eyes as he entered, obviously appreciating the way my body looked in a bikini. Patrick, my new Father-in-Law, came through next. He was clearly eager to play with my tits again, his wife wasn’t packing anything like the kind of hardware I always carried in my bra. Tristan, my first ever Step-Father, groped my ass as he entered and I smiled, thinking about his long cock and how good it felt inside me. Last through the door was my adopted Dad, Blake, who sported the biggest dick I had ever been impaled on, thank goodness he’d agreed to
Honeymoons are fun, don’t get me wrong, and I love my husband but even with all the sun, beautiful beaches and hot newlywed sex I just couldn’t stop my mind from returning to what happened on my wedding night. After my husband had way too much to drink, I had to enlist some help getting him back to our room. That help came in the form of two former Step-Fathers, one current Step-Father and one Father-in-Law. The ‘help’ also turned into something more. I’d looked forward to my wedding night sex for so many years I wasn’t about to let excessive consumption of alcohol get in the way. With very little coaxing, I was able to convince all my Daddies to gangbang me right there in the bridal suite with my husband passed out on the floor. My big breasts and tight pussy are apparently very persuasive. I thought I’d made the biggest mistake in the world when the door had burst open and I saw my Dad standing there, like I’d dropped a bomb on my whole life. As it turned out, my Dad was
“Stay right there, pumpkin.” My Dad said “Your mother and I have been trying to bring ourselves to tell you something for quite a while now. You see, the thing is, you’re adopted.” I certainly hadn’t been expecting that but what my Dad… adopted Dad did next was completely out of left field. He kicked off his shoes, unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down along with his underwear in one swift motion. “Daddy! What are you doing?” “I’ve wanted to fuck you since you came home from college, all grown up. Don’t tell me you’re not interested.” “But Daddy… it’s wrong…” I began a weak protest but then I caught sight of his hardening dick still swinging between his legs and I was torn. Fucking all my step-fathers and my father-in-law was one thing but the man striding towards me with a swelling erection was someone who I had grown up with thinking of as my real Dad. It was absolutely forbidden… but my God his cock looked big and I was right on the edge of my orgasm when the last fat







