All Chapters of DIRTY DADDIES: AN 18+ EROTIC COLLECTION: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

CHAPTER 2: BEG YOUR STEPBROTHER CLEO'S POV "Stop! Obviously stop!" "Your mouth says stop." His finger returns to my pussy, circling my entrance, gathering my wetness, spreading it around my swollen lips. "But this greedy little cunt says something different. Look at you - you're clenching, Cleo. Your pussy keeps twitching like it's trying to suck my finger back in." He pushes two fingers inside and I moan before I can stop myself - this embarrassing, needy sound that echoes in the metal drum and comes back to me magnified. "Yeah. That's what I thought." "I hate you." "No, you don't." He starts finger-fucking me slowly, his fingers curling on the outstroke to drag against my front wall. "You hate that you like this. You hate that your stepbrother found you stuck and helpless and your first reaction was to get wet like a bitch in heat." "That's not—" "You hate that I can see everything." His fing

CHAPTER 4: DRIPPING CUM AND SQUIRTCLEO'S POV"Jorah—I'm going to—""Ask permission.""Please can I come?" I'm sobbing now, actual tears running down my face, dripping off my chin onto the metal drum. "Please—please let me come on your cock—""Come." His fingers fuck my ass faster, his cock hammering my pussy, hitting my g-spot with every brutal thrust. "Come on my cock while I stretch both your slutty holes. Squirt for me again. Make a fucking mess."I detonate.The orgasm hits me like a truck - like nothing I've ever experienced. I squirt again, harder this time, gushing around his cock, spraying the drum, spraying the floor, the liquid running down my legs. My ass clenches around his fingers, my pussy clamps on his shaft, and I'm screaming, sobbing, completely destroyed."Fuck—that's it—squeeze my cock—" He slams deep and I feel him swelling, his cock pulsing inside me. "I'm going to fill you up, Cleo. Pump this little cunt so full of cum it l

CHAPTER 1: SWEATING THROUGH MY SUNDRESSDELILAH'S POVI have been a good stepmom for three years. Three years of packing lunches and attending graduation ceremonies and pretending I do not notice the way my stepson Beckett fills out his shirts now that he is twenty-one and built like a beast.Three years of being the perfect wife to Ben — supportive, agreeable, invisible in bed because he stopped touching me eighteen months ago and apparently that is just what happens when you marry a man who cares more about quarterly reports than his wife’s dripping cunt. Three years of good behavior. I think that is enough, do you not?The AC in Ben’s sedan died somewhere around mile marker forty-seven, and now we are two hours into a five-hour drive to drop Beckett at college and I am slowly melting into the passenger seat. My white sundress — chosen specifically because anything heavier would kill me in this heat — is clinging to places it should not. \The thin cotton is practically transpare

CHAPTER 3: EDGE ME WHILE YOU DRIVEDELILAH'S POVHe is salty and musky and perfect, and I can already feel my pussy soaking through my panties and dripping onto the leather seat. I suck hard on the fat crown, swirling my tongue around the sensitive underside while my hand strokes the thick shaft that will not fit in my mouth.“Fuck,” he groans, his hand coming down to tangle in my hair. “Delilah—”I take him deeper. And deeper. Until he is hitting the back of my throat and I am gagging around him and there is still so much more to go. He is too big. I cannot take him all. But god, I am going to try. My throat bulges visibly with every push, spit drooling down his shaft and soaking his heavy balls while I bob my head faster, sucking noisily, hollowing my cheeks.“Jesus Christ—” His hips buck, shoving himself further into my mouth. “Your mouth feels so good—”I pull off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting my swollen lips to his cock, dangl

CHAPTER 5: LESSON ONE: DON'T BE GENTLEDELILAH'S POVHe pushes deeper. And deeper. Until his balls are pressed against my ass and I am stuffed fuller than I have ever been in my life. He is so deep I can feel him in my stomach, the fat head pressing right against my cervix like he is knocking on the door of my womb. Feel him pressing against places his father has never reached, could never reach. My pussy walls flutter and clench around him, milking his thickness, creaming so heavily that it squirts out around his base and soaks his balls.“You’re so tight,” he breathes, wonder in his voice. “You’re so fucking tight.”“And you’re so fucking big.” I clench around him and he groans, the sound raw. “Now fuck me, baby. Show stepmommy what you’ve got.”He starts to move. Clumsy at first — the strokes uneven, the rhythm off. He does not know what he is doing. Does not know how to use his body yet.But he is learning.“Slower,” I instruct, grippin