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Addicted to My Father's Best Friend DON'T STOP DADDY! HARDER 💦 💦 4
The weather changed quickly after nightfall. Heavy clouds rolled in without much warning, and soon rain began to hammer against the roof with a steady, relentless force. Thunder growled in the distance, low and long. I was already in bed, scrolling through my phone under the soft glow of the new chandelier, when I felt the first cold drop hit my forehead.I sat up. Another drop landed on the pillow beside my head. Then another. The roof above my bed had started leaking. A thin, steady drip was already soaking a small dark circle into the sheet. I stared at the leaks for a moment, listening to the rain grow heavier.I can't do anything at the moment. There was no space left to shift the bed. I swung my legs out of bed and went down the hallway to my stepdad’s room.I knocked softly. When he opened the door he was wearing only a pair of thin shorts despite the cold that had come with the storm. His chest was bare again. The sight of him standing there in the dim light made my pulse jump
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By the time I came out to the living room, the smell of food had filled the entire house. Mom had finished cooking my favorite dishes. The ones she only made when I came home after a long time away. There was rice, a rich stew with plenty of meat, and fried plantain stacked high on a separate plate. My stepdad was already at the table, now fully dressed in a clean shirt and trousers. He looked up when I entered and gave me the same calm smile he always flashes to me. Nothing in his face showed that anything unusual had happened earlier in my room.“Come and sit, Lucy. You must be hungry,” Mom said, already pulling out a chair for me. “I made everything you like. Don’t tell me you’re on some school diet. I won’t hear it.”I smiled and sat down. “I’m starving, actually. It smells amazing. Just as always.”She beamed, clearly pleased, and started serving me a generous portion before I could stop her. “Good. You may be big, but you don't look as nourished as I want. Look at your skin. Ar
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For a split second I simply stared, imagining how big it would look when aroused. It was as if I was paused with a remote. Heat rushed up my neck and settled low in my stomach. A forbidden feeling I had never felt began to stir.“Sorry. Can I have it, Lucy?" He asked, bringing my mind back.I swallowed hard and forced my eyes up to his face. “Ohhhhh...sorry." My voice was a little thinner than I wanted. I picked the towel up from where it had fallen the rest of the way and handed it to him. He took it and secured it tighter this time, knotting it firmly at his hip. He continued fixing the light in silence as if nothing happened. I stood there holding the edge of the table, but my mind was already somewhere else.I've always loved him. He had taken care of me since I was small. He had been patient and kind through every difficult year. Seeing him like that should not have made my body react the way it did. But it did. A slow, forbidden fire I never knew was inside me had been lit, an
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My name is Lucy, and I'm 19 years old. After months away from school, I finally came back home for a few weeks of holiday. The taxi pulled up in front of the familiar gate just after midday, the sun bright and the air warm against my skin. I stepped out carefully, pulling my two heavy luggage bags behind me. The wheels scraped against the rough ground as I dragged them toward the front door. My heart felt lighter with every step. I had missed this place more than I expected. The quiet street, the old gate, the smell of the plants my mother kept near the entrance. Before I could even knock, the door swung open. My mom stood there first, arms already wide, face bright with the kind of smile only a mother could give after a long separation. Behind her was my stepdad, taller, calmer, wearing a simple polo shirt and jeans. He looked the same as always. Calm with smiles on his face. The man who had raised me since I was little. He took good care of me as if I was his biological daughter.
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At this point, my walls had become so sensitive that I was struggling to stay calm. I tried to push him away, but he only caught both of my wrists in one strong hand, locked them firmly behind my back, and kept slamming into me without slowing down. The new restraint left me completely open to him, my chest pressed into the mattress, my hips lifted high as he drove deeper with every hard stroke.The wet, heavy sound of skin slapping against skin filled the quiet room. Each impact was louder than the last. Fear gripped me. Mira was only a few doors away. If she woke up now, if she heard even one of those slapping sounds, everything would be over. I bit down hard on the pillow and tried to stay silent, but the way he held me and fucked me made it almost impossible. My body kept reacting and clenching tightly around him.Eventually he pulled out of me with a soft, wet sound. I turned onto my back, still breathing hard, body loose and oversensitive. He straddled my chest carefully, the
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He didn’t let me stay in control for long. His hands tightened on my waist, and he suddenly rolled us in one smooth motion, pinning me beneath him on the bed without ever pulling out. The new position drove him even deeper. "Ahh..." I let out before I could know, and he covered my mouth immediately, muffling the rest of the cry against his palm. The warmth of his skin against my lips made the restriction feel strangely intimate.“Shhh... Don't let her find out,” he breathed against my ear, voice low and controlled. “You have to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?”I nodded rapidly under his palm, but he didn't trust me. He began to fuck me in steady, powerful thrusts. His hand stayed over my mouth the entire time, catching every moan and turning it into a soft, muffled vibration against his skin. My legs wrapped around his waist as I tried to pull him even deeper. The bed barely made a sound under us. Every time he thrusts in, I felt a bright spark of pleasure that I had to swallow
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