Todos los capítulos de Her Stepfather's Crush: Capítulo 191 - Capítulo 200

Where are you?The text comes from Bryson’s phone. I text him back that I’m still in line for one of the rollercoasters. I know I’ll be late for lunch. I’m sorta hoping that I miss it completely. I’d rather just get one of those huge turkey legs and a churro. Not exactly healthy, but it’s a vacation. As I zigzag through the line alone, I get another text from Bryson.Landmark?I tell him where to find me and keep an eye out. When I see him walking up beside the line of people behind me, I’m surprised he’s alone. I smile and wave when he gets close. He looks relieved when he spots me.“Do you need your shirt?” I ask.“Unfortunately.”“You could just tell her you couldn’t find me.”“I wouldn’t want to get you in trouble.”I shrug. “I don’t mind. I was planning on skipping most of the family gatherings, anyway. What’s she going to do? She can’t ground me to the hotel room and she sure as hell won’t stay there to make sure that I do.”“No, but she can punish you when we get home.”“It’

“Shh. I’m not going to fuck you yet. I want you to spread out before me the first time I feel your pussy stretch around me. I want to see my cock work in and out of you.”His words have my hips shifting restlessly. I push back as he pushes forward and his cock slips between my thighs. I move my feet closer so I can press my thighs together.“That’s it,” he groans in my ear. “That’s Daddy’s good girl. Get me off, princess. Hold me as tight as you can.”His shaft rubs along the lips of my pussy. I arch my back, pressing my ass into his groin. The new angle has my pussy lips parting slightly and coating him with my wetness. Between his precum and the slick leftovers of my epic orgasm, he glides easily between my thighs.On the next forward push, his blunt tip flicks my clit. I reach back and grip his hip with one hand as the other presses against the tree trunk to support me as he thrusts hard and fast.“So slick. You came hard, didn’t you?”“Yes, Daddy. I’ve never come so hard.”“Wai

“This is ridiculous,” My stepfather, Cole, says as we watch my mother wrap a seatbelt around the box and click it into the front seat of the SUV. “You don’t even want it,” he reasons.“Maybe not, but my aunt will expect to see it at our house when she comes to visit.”Cole and I look at each other. Aunt Marian never visits us. She beckons us to her house every few years and Mom scrambles to obey.This year, it was to open Christmas and New Year’s at her huge house in North Carolina. Mom and I flew here as soon as my winter break classes ended. Cole flew in a few days later, just in time for Christmas.I snort as I remember his flabbergasted-slash-disgusted look when Mom opened the large box and found the ugliest cuckoo clock known to man as her only present from Aunt Marian.My present was a gift card because Marian claimed not to know what an eighteen-year-old would want. Then again, I’m not sure she knows what a forty-two-year-old would wish to becaus

“You okay?” Mom asks from the front seat.“Yeah,” Daddy rasps. “Just swallowed the wrong way.”I almost choke on a laugh because I’m the one swallowing the length of him. Daddy curls over me and picks something up.“Just need some water,” he says.I hear the gulping swallows as he drinks. Then he leans down again, likely setting his water down. As he does, he presses my head harder into his lap.I try to gag as quietly as I can. Daddy coughs a little, drowning out any noise I’m making. I try to get more of him into my mouth, but it’s hard at this angle.“You can turn the music up a little,” Daddy says.“Okay.”I hear mom shifting, and then the volume of the song fills the car.Daddy reaches over and grasps my hand. He pulls it under the blanket and wraps it around the base of his cock.He’s so thick that my fingers can’t meet around his girth. I squeeze him and he groans quietly.With his fist wrapped around mine, Daddy silently shows

“I need you inside me. In the car, I kept clenching around nothing. I want to feel you filling me.”“Fuck,” Daddy growls as he wraps my panties around his hands, then tugs hard.The material stretches to capacity, digging into my stomach. The sound of material ripping fills the quiet little room, and then my panties fall away.I hurry to unhook my bra before he can rip that off as well. It falls to the floor with a wet plop.Turning me, Daddy stands. I don’t know how he does it, but suddenly,I’m the one on the bench and he’s standing before me. He spreads our towels onto the wood and presses my shoulders back.I lie down, watching as he pushes at the elastic waist of his joggers with impatient hands. When his erection pops free unhindered, I realize that he left his pants on because he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. It’s instinctual for me to lick my lips as I remember exactly what he tastes like.“Oh, I will have your mouth again,” he says. “B