Todos los capítulos de Her Stepfather's Crush: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

LATER THAT EVENING, when the party starts and the gossip begins, again, I escape to the den. Mom doesn’t realize it — or maybe she does — but half the gossip is about her. They judge every single thing about the party. It’s almost enough to ruin Christmas. It does make me relieved that it’s not even Christmas Eve. Hopefully, all the bad karma will clear out before Christmas.“There you are,” Daddy says as he steps into the room.When he closes the door and clicks the lock, my pussy starts to throb.“I don’t really get along with Mom’s friends.”He snorts. “Her friends don’t get along with her friends.”As he moves closer, I pull my dress higher and higher. I spread my legs so he can see that I’m keeping my word. No panties. When he gets to the sofa, he lowers to his knees, his face between my thighs.“We don’t have long,” he whispers to my pussy. “Your mom will come looking for us.”When his gaze flicks up to meet mine, it’s full of challenge. “How fast can you come, baby?”“With yo

First, he takes out a pair of glasses with a light and those loops that help him see at like 10x magnification. Next, he pulls on a pair of those blue gloves. Lastly, he takes out one of those packets of sterilized dental tools.He rips open the packet and pulls out one of the tools, then turns back to me. He rolls my chair closer and looks down at me.“Where is the wire poking you?” He asks.“Here,” I say as I point to the left side of my mouth.With a nod of understanding, he issues a quiet command, “Open,” and I do as he says.I take a deep breath, my chest rising and falling. I notice Victor falter a little as the movement catches his attention.“Are you nervous?” he asks.“A little.”“How can we make this easier for you?”“I don’t know. At this point, I’m used to this, but I still hate it.”“Do you need a sedative?”“No!”He raises an eyebrow at me, but I don’t give any further explanation.After a moment, he tells me again to open my mouth.As soon as I do, I close my eyes. He’s

Daddy stands from his stool. He straddles the legrest of the chair.Cupping the inside of my thighs, he spreads me wide enough to accommodate his knees.Then he slides down onto his stomach. Before I can panic about how close he is to my pussy, he leans down and licks a stripe up my soaked panties.“Daddy!” I call out.“Mm,” he hums against me as he licks me again. “So sweet.”Gripping the armrests of the chair, I lift myself to his mouth. He hums again, licking and licking and licking. Each pass of his tongue is like a live wire of pleasure shocking my system.“Macy,” he groans. “You beg so prettily.”“Was I begging?”Daddy chuckles as he pulls my panties down. “You said ‘please’ about twenty times.”“I… I didn’t know.”“Don’t stop, baby. Daddy loves to hear you beg.”Sliding up, Daddy presses his mouth to mine. When his tongue dips inside, there’s a musky, salty taste to him that I know is from me.His hands slide up my torso as he kisses me. I do my best to return it, but my breath

I roll my eyes and tune out my mom as she lectures me for the thousandth time about “growing up”, “being an adult,” and “responsibility.”That seems to be her favorite topic of conversation lately. Apparently, now that I’m eighteen, I’m supposed to stop caring about fun and start caring about taxes and jobs and college and the ever-present, amorphous “the future.”At some point, I interrupt and ask sweetly, “Tell me about your responsibilities when you were eighteen? How did you ensure that you focused on school and work and never went out or drank or had fun?”She glowers at me, and I meet her eyes, still wearing that innocent smile. I happen to know for a fact that my mom was far from a saint in college. In fact, according to the dean I interviewed with, she was rather well-known on campus for opening her legs to anyone who would buy her booze.He probably shouldn’t have told me that, but in his defense, I wasn’t wearing a bra that day, and I had the top three buttons of my blouse u

“What’s gotten into you over the last four weeks?” Mom asks. I’m in the bathroom putting the finishing touches on my appearance before work. I see her face in the mirror as she stands behind me. “It’s like you turned over a whole new leaf.”I smile thinking about how many times I’ve swallowed Daddy’s cum and how many times his cock has filled my pussy. “When I started working, I just blew it off, but things are different now. I think you were just right,” I say. I adjust my collar and button the top button. Then, I pull my hair back into a ponytail. “I needed to learn to be responsible and I like actually contributing at work.”I turn around and say, “Thank you for making me do this. It took a while for me to figure things out. I guess I had a hard shell that only working for Stepdaddy could penetrate.”She smiles. “Stepdaddy. I like that. It’s about time you appreciate him. He’s done a lot for you.”I throw my arms around her. “I know right, Mom!” Of course, as sweet as all thi