Almost Caught

Ana

"W-what are we going to do?" I stammered, eyes wide with panic. I couldn't let her catch me in here with him. She'd surely know something had happened. 

"This is all your fault you little brat," he clutched my neck and dragged his tongue over my bottom lip. He reached down with his other hand and cupped my pussy, "Even though your mother is right outside, you're still dripping for me." 

I moaned. 

"You want me to fuck you like a little whore while your mother watches." 

Heat curled around my belly, and he chuckled at the look in my eyes. "get under the table, now." 

I scrambled off the desk and slid under the table while the knock on the door only grew more insistent. As I settled under the table, Christian crossed over and opened the door for her. 

He settled back into the seat. 

"What were you doing in here?" My mother barked, "What took you so long to open the door?" 

Tuning her out, I began to slide my hands up my step daddy's thighs, undoing the button of his pants. He made a choking sound and shifted further under the table, trying to hide the bulge in his pants. 

Grinning, I slid down the zipper and fished out his cock, letting out a sigh of pleasure as I stared at the large erection. 

Oh God. 

I swiped my tongue over the tip, humming at his delicious taste. He jerked in his seat, but when he didn't try to push my head away, I took it as permission. I pulled out his balls and sucked it into my mouth, flicking my tongue over the wrinkled skin. 

"Fuck," he bit out. 

"What?" My mother asked, sounding startled. 

A smile curved my lips as I wondered what she'd think if she knew what I was up to. I continued to suck his balls, rolling it in my mouth before going back to his cock, I hummed as I sucked on it, relishing the salty taste of precum leaking profusely from his tip. 

I was so distracted that I didn't notice that my mother had left. 

I was suddenly pulled out from under the table and pushed down face first on the desk. Bent over, he pushed my school skirt up till my entire lower half was naked and bared for him. 

"You think you can tease me and get away with it," he spat, "I'm going to show you what happens to naughty girls who like to play with fire." 

He dragged a finger teasingly over my soaked slit, and I shook with need. 

"Please, daddy, fuck me." I moaned 

A thwack echoed in the room and I felt the sting of his palm against my aching center. I gasped in pain and pleasure. 

"Shut up!" He barked. 

I suddenly felt the blunt weight of his cock against my entrance and I bit my lip, trying to hold back the urge to beg him to slip inside me. 

I waited with bated breath as he began to push inside me, slowly. I gasped for air as I felt the intense fullness. Feeling him spreading me apart. I widened my legs to allow him more access. 

"Oh God, Christian! Christian!" I screamed as he rocked his hips backwards and then thrust inside me fully. 

I let out a shrill scream, and he immediately slapped his palm over my mouth shutting me up.

"Shhh," he growled, "Do you want your mother to hear you? You better keep quiet angel." 

As he removed his hand, he stuffed something into my mouth. It took me a second to realize it was my soaked panties. He grabbed my breast and began to pinch my nipples while he started to fuck me. 

"Nghh! Hmmm!" I screamed as he pounded into me. 

He suddenly grabbed one of my legs and raised it up till my knee was on the desk, making me to be even more spread out and open for him. 

"You take my cock so well angel." 

"Hmmm. Hmmm." 

He paused his thrusts, shifted his hips and pushed in again, hitting something inside me that made my head spin. He grabbed my breasts, squeezing them and plucking at my nipples, sensation running through me. 

I gasped, but the sound was muffled by the cotton panties stuffed in my mouth. Tears sprung up at the backs of my eyes at the amazing sensation. 

He clutched one of my ass cheeks, holding me still as he rolled his hips into mine, again and again. His thrusts were so heavy that it rocked the solid oak table, and my breasts were bouncing. 

"Arghh," I moaned his name. 

"That's it baby, you're so tight angel," he groaned, "Your pussy is squeezing me like a goddamn vise. You feel so good. You're so fucking wet for me." 

"Hmm," I hummed. 

"Your pussy feels like fucking silk," he gritted out, "Who'd have ever imagined that such a sweet, innocent angel like you would be so hungry for my cock." 

I tried to urge him to go harder and faster, but the sound was muffled. 

"You want to ride your pussy like a whore? I'm going to pump you full of my cum, baby girl. You're going to be leaking me for days." 

His blunt words only made me wetter, pussy spasming around his hard length. My step daddy reached over and cupped me between my legs, fingers flicking against my clit. 

I shuddered at the pleasure, rocking my hips against his palm to create friction against my clit. 

He grabbed my breast again, torturing my nipples. 

"Hmm hmmm," I sobbed. It was too much. The pleasure built inside me stronger and fuller, and I bounced my pussy against his cock, pushing into his thrusts. 

Finally, he pinched the bundle of flesh at the top of my mound, "Come on daddy's cock angel." 

With a scream I began to cum, and I felt his seed filling me up, running down my thighs while I shook and gasped, feeling wrung out and exhausted.