Todos los capítulos de Her Stepfather's Crush: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

“You want my tongue?” he asked.“Yes, Daddy. I love your tongue.”It was so true. I loved everything he did to me, but his tongue was especially talented. He liked to tease me and make me come so hard I screamed, literally. That was probably why he did not want to fuck me while Mom was home.He leaned in and swirled his tongue around my opening, lapping up all the wetness. When his flexed tongue pressed inside, I groaned and tilted my hips toward his mouth.He spread my pussy open with his thumbs, trying to get his tongue deeper inside me as I circled my clit with the vibrator. Could he feel it from inside me?I tried to clamp down on his tongue with my inner muscles. Daddy groaned, low and quiet. When he pulled back, his nostrils flared in that way they did when he had reached his limit.He stood and reached for the waistband of his sleep pants. I wanted to shout in triumph. Whether he fucked my mouth or my pussy, he was bending his rules. Even if he jacked off and came all over me,

“Are you okay?” someone asks when I stumble.I turn to find a guy who looks familiar, but I can’t place him. Is he the one who went upstairs with Violet? No. I think he was playing Never Have I ever.“I’m fine,” I say, but my words are slurred.I shake my head a little.“Do you need a ride home?” he asks.I’m not sure why a shot of adrenaline bursts through my veins as the guy steps closer. His face shows nothing but concern. He’s not crowding me or anything, but I still feel a sense of panic rising."She’s got a ride," a voice says from behind me.I'm so relieved to hear a familiar voice. But now my heart speeds up for a different reason.Giddiness fills my chest even as the voice in my head tries to tell me I shouldn't be elated that my stepfather is here. But my brain must be short-circuiting.."Daddy," I call out as I run for him.His eyes flare wide as I approach, but I don't stop. In fact, I break into a run and jump at him. I wrap my arms and legs around him.As if by instin

When I wake up, it’s to the bright sunlight stabbing me in the eyes. As I blink, I realize that I’m in my own bed, in my own room. Before I can even decipher why that seems odd, there’s a knock on my door.I open my mouth to tell whoever it is to go away. Just as I’m forming the syllables, the door clicks open and my mother pops her head in.“Oh good,” she says. “Your father said you were already home.”“He’s not my father,” I remind her.“It’s a sign of respect more than anything,” Mom says.Ever since they got married, she’s been trying to get me to call him Dad.Then again, he might like that with a slight tweak.“I guess I could call him Daddy.”Mom’s lips pull down, her mouth flattening as if she’s tasted something bitter. “That might be a little informal.”“Why would I want to be formal with my daddy?”Mom breathes out through her nose, but she doesn’t respond, at least not right away. After a moment, she says, “Get dressed. You can go to brunch with us.”She phrases it like i

“Can you run up and get your stepdad?” Mom asks.I huff out a sigh. She just picked me up from the airport. It’s been a long day of traveling, and now I have to run her errands as well? I’m tired, so feeling a little snarky.“Yeah,” I say as I unbuckle my seat belt.“Tell him to hurry.”“I will,” I say as I open my door and duck through the rain and into the lobby of his office building.Even that short jaunt has my hair wet. I had it straightened for travel, but I can feel it curving and curling under the moisture of the day. I actually go to college about forty miles from home, but I was traveling for the first few days of winter break because I’m part of a choir ensemble at my university and we had a Christmas performance in New York.So even though things are warmer in Seattle than they are in New York, my hair behaved a lot better there.In the elevator, I pull off my coat and smooth my red sweater over my jeans. I don’t want to look like a street urchin in my stepfather’s offic

“Take out my cock, baby. It won’t take me long. Tell Daddy how much you want it.”“I’ve always wanted your cock, Daddy.”I reach into his underwear and wrap my hands around the solid, hot flesh. It’s bigger than I thought it would be.My fingers don’t get anywhere near each other as I circle his shaft with them. When he springs free, there’s a drip of precum at his slit. I want to lean down and taste it, but he doesn’t give me a chance.“This has to be fast and hard. We’ll get to the really good stuff later.”He wraps his hand around mine and squeezes hard, much harder than I would have ever thought would be pleasurable for him. Then he moves my hand up and down his shaft.His skin is so soft, even as it encases something so hard. He pulls my hand off him, and I’m just about to protest when he brings my palm to his mouth and licks it. My jaw drops in surprise. The rasp of his tongue tickles my skin and sends tingles up my arm.He lowers my hand back down to his shaft and has me start