All Chapters of Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Tim stepped into the room and hung his jacket up on a hook on the back of the door and slowly walked towards the foot of the bed, a stern but otherwise unreadable look on his face. My legs were quivering enough to make my knees knock together and I was painfully aware of the way my arm pressed the bra against my still-hard nipples. He never took his eyes off me as he walked. That made me blush all the harder because, despite the embarrassment, despite the shock, just having his complete attention kept me on the edge of orgasm. I was walking a fine line between being appropriately chastised for this indiscretion, and suffering the humiliation of cumming right in front of him without even having anything touching me between the legs. Finally he stopped right at the foot of the bed, exactly where I had imagined him earlier. My eyes went wide and I clamped my legs shut even harder when I realised that the panties were still kind of bunched up to the side from when I’d hurriedly re

A few short seconds later, his balls came to rest on my chin, my air supply was completely cut off and he was still eking out every last bit of pleasure from my teen body that he could. That lack of air seemed to prolong my orgasm, teasing the tail-end out for almost a minute until my face was red with the desperate need for oxygen. Just when I thought the last thing I was going to see was a close-up view of my Daddy’s pelvis, he pulled back. A thick bridge of saliva connected my mouth to his dick for a moment before it fell to my chest as I gasped for air. Tim manhandled me as I did my best to recover, rolling me to the side so he could unclasp the sexy red bra with a snap of his fingers and yank it off me. He moved back even more, and leaned down to take each of my nipples into his mouth in turn, flicking his tongue across them with the same intensity that had resulted in something akin to a spiritual experience for my clit. However, unlike myself, it seemed like Tim’s sexu

I walked past car after car, past the different supercars, past the vintage cars, until I arrived in the area dedicated to classic American muscle. With a grand ‘swoosh’, I pulled the cover off his pride and joy, the sleek black two-door coupe, the car he’d driven my mom off in that night. If Leo was magically changed into a car, it would be this one. It embodied his very essence. It came from a time when engineers and the driving public didn’t waste time talking about things like aerodynamics and fuel efficiency. If they wanted to go faster, and they did, they made it bigger, they made it louder and more powerful. Just like Leo, the throaty rumble of this car cruising down the street demanded attention and respect. People got out of the way of this car. In this household, the penalty for touching it without permission was only a notch or two down from crucifixion. I pulled on the handle and opened the door, pushing the front seat forward so I could step into the back. The

Leo continued guiding my hands with his own, and tugged the cups of the bra down with his other one, pinching my stiff nipples as they were exposed to him. It was a surreal sight, my breasts tugged out into peaks when he pulled on them against the backdrop of my hands stroking his monster cock. “You are mine,” he breathed and pushed my hands off his shaft, so he could resume control. Gripping it halfway down, he tapped the swollen head against my sensitive post-orgasm clit, making me squirm and yelp quietly. Perhaps it was no metaphor, his cock felt heavy enough to actually be a weapon and it looked like it was way too big to ever get inside me. Apparently that wasn’t going to stop him from trying though, and as for myself I was still revelling in having his undivided attention. Every sweep of his eyes across my body, at all the flesh I’d never shown to any other man, made me feel like I was something special, something truly desirable. My step-daddy was rubbing and s

It fell into a crumpled heap at my feet and I jumped back as if it was a snake. It was a good minute or two before I gathered the courage to pick it up again, and my hand was shaking as I lifted it. No. I wasn’t hallucinating. Printed on the back, in the exact same size and style as it was on my real uniform, was my name, “Tina.” What was this doing in a chest with that sex toy and… what else was in here? I put the cheerleader uniform on the table and pushed a big bundle of silky red ribbon and some kind of short multi-tailed whip off another set of clothes. I lifted that up and saw it was a school uniform. For my school, again. My school days were almost over, I just had some exams to get through. There wasn’t any rational reason for these clothes to be in here with all this… unless… These clothes were like everything else in this chest. They were for my mom and Edwin to use when they were getting intimate. I gulped. My own stepfather wanted to roleplay fucking me.