All day claim

I was still bent over Derek’s desk, trembling, when I felt his cum slowly leaking from my freshly fucked ass. The stretch and burn lingered, a constant reminder that my stepfather had just taken my anal virginity in his office in the middle of the workday.

Derek pulled me upright and turned me to face him. His eyes were dark, possessive, almost tender in a terrifying way. He cupped my face with both hands and kissed me deeply, slower this time, like he was savoring the fact that I belonged to him.

“You did so well, princess,” he murmured against my lips.

“Took Daddy’s cock in your tight little ass like you were made for it.”

I whimpered, my cheeks burning with shame and lingering pleasure.

“We shouldn’t be doing this here… What if someone hears us?”

He smirked, sliding his hand between my legs and pushing two fingers into my soaked pussy.

“Then they’ll know exactly who this pussy and ass belong to.”

He guided me over to the large leather couch in the corner of his office. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap, facing him, my sundress still bunched around my waist. His cock was already hard again, pressing against my dripping folds.

“Ride me,” he ordered softly.

“I want to watch your face while you fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock.”

I hesitated for a second, the weight of what we were doing crashing over me again. Mom was at a wedding, happily telling people how wonderful her husband and daughter’s “bond” was, while I was here .. legs spread over her husband’s lap, his cum still leaking from my ass.

Guilt twisted sharply in my chest.

But the ache between my legs won.

I lifted my hips and sank down onto his thick cock, moaning as he stretched my pussy open. Derek groaned, gripping my hips tightly as I started riding him.

“Fuck, Cassandra… just like that,” he growled, eyes locked on mine.

I braced my hands on his shoulders and moved faster, my breasts bouncing with every roll of my hips. Derek pulled the front of my sundress down, exposing my breasts, and latched onto one nipple, sucking hard while his other hand squeezed my ass.

The wet sounds of my pussy sliding up and down his cock filled the office. I couldn’t stay quiet. Soft, desperate moans kept escaping me as I rode him harder.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

I met his gaze, my eyes glassy with pleasure.

“You’re mine now,” he said, voice low and rough.

“Not just your body. All of you. Say it.”

“I’m yours, Daddy…” I whispered, my voice breaking as another orgasm built inside me.

“Louder.”

“I’m yours, Daddy!” I cried out as I came hard, my pussy clenching and gushing around his cock.

Derek flipped us suddenly, laying me on my back on the couch and driving into me with deep, powerful strokes. He fucked me like he was trying to imprint himself inside me … long, claiming thrusts that made my eyes roll back.

He pressed his forehead against mine, breathing heavily.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he confessed between thrusts.

“Even before I married your mother. The moment I saw you… I knew I had to have you.”

His words sent a fresh wave of guilt and twisted arousal through me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

We came together this time… Derek burying himself to the hilt and flooding my pussy with another thick load while I shook and moaned beneath him.

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For the next few hours, Derek didn’t let me rest.

He fucked me against the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city, my breasts pressed against the glass as he took me from behind. He made me suck his cock while he sat at his desk taking a quick business call, his hand tangled in my hair. He even bent me over the conference table in the adjoining room and ate my ass and pussy until I cried from overstimulation.

By the time evening approached, I was exhausted, sore, and covered in his marks and cum.

Derek finally let me clean up in his private bathroom. When I came out, he was dressed again, looking every bit the composed businessman. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me gently on the forehead.

“You’re incredible, princess,” he whispered.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

I looked up at him, my heart aching with conflict.

“Derek… what are we doing? Mom trusts us. She loves you. If she ever finds out…”

He cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing my lips.

“Then we make sure she never finds out,” he said simply.

“Because I’m not giving you up. Not now. Not ever.”

His words should have scared me more than they did.

We left the office as the sun was setting. In the car, Derek kept his hand on my thigh the entire drive home, occasionally sliding his fingers under my dress to tease my sensitive pussy.

As we pulled into the driveway, we saw Mom’s car already parked.

My stomach twisted with fresh guilt.

Derek leaned over and kissed me hard before we got out.

“Remember,” he whispered against my lips, “when you walk in that house, you smile and act normal. But tonight, after she goes to sleep… I’m coming to your room again.”

He gave my thigh one last possessive squeeze.

“And this time, I want you waiting on all fours with that pretty ass up for Daddy.”