All Chapters of All For… Daddy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chelsea.I wanted to fuck my stepfather like a whore.That was the only thought in my head, even with my boyfriend’s voice in my ear. It was low and rough, the way it always got when he was trying to sound sexy. “God, Chelsea, I’m so hard right now,” Simon whispered. “I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk straight tomorrow.”I had my phone pressed between my shoulder and ear, one hand already under the covers, fingers circling my clit slow and steady. I wasn’t picturing Simon when I should have. Instead, my mind was full of someone else entirely.Roman.The man sleeping in the master bedroom right down the hall, lying beside my mother like he belonged there. Like he hadn’t been brought into our house just for me.Mom had married him six months ago. I still remember the day she told me, all bright-eyed and giddy. “Chelsea, honey, Roman is… he’s different. He’s going to be so good for us.” She had no idea how right she was. From the second he moved in, it felt

Chelsea.God, I wasn’t sorry. Not even a little bit. Taking Mommy’s husband’s cock deep inside me felt too fucking good to feel guilty about. What was there to be sorry for when his thick, veiny dick was everything I had craved for months? I’d fantasized about it.Touched myself imagining it.Tasted it behind my eyelids every single night. I’d pictured Roman stretching me open, ruining me, claiming me in ways my pathetic boyfriend never could. I loved Roman. I loved my stepdaddy with a filthy, desperate kind of love that consumed me. And I would do anything—anything—to get fucked by him over and over again. I didn’t care how wrong it was. I didn’t care that my mother slept beside him every night. All I cared about was the way his cock made me feel alive.I had just spread my legs for Daddy on his exam table like a eager little slut. I had cum hard around him, shaking and gushing while he pounded me. I had let him push his experienced fingers deep into my cunt and I neve

Chelsea. Mummy wouldn’t know. She would never know that I had tasted her husband’s cock. That I had done the most forbidden, filthy thing imaginable. Swallowing Daddy’s thick cum like a greedy little whore while she thought I was just at a doctor’s appointment. She always said I was just a child. What did I know about taking cocks? What did I know about being fucked? I was her innocent little girl. Her sweet baby girl who still needed protecting.But my stepdaddy had just taken the very virginity she tried so hard to protect. I had spread my legs so wide for him on that exam table, let him tear my tight walls apart and fill me with his hot cum. And now my lips were stretched obscenely around his monstrous cock, gagging and drooling while he used my throat like it belonged to him.I held onto his hips with both hands, my nails digging into his scrubs as he slammed even deeper into my mouth. My throat convulsed hard around him. I gagged loudly, spit bubbling at the corners of

Chelsea.I was a dripping, filthy mess. A fucking starving, hungry slut who couldn’t get enough. My thighs were soaked, Roman’s thick cum mixed with my own juices leaking out of my ruined pussy and dripping onto his expensive wooden desk. My sundress was bunched uselessly around my waist, my tits spilling out, nipples stiff and aching. I was trembling, panting, completely wrecked — and still desperate for more. My body felt like it was on fire, every nerve screaming for Daddy’s touch, his cock, his cum.Roman leaned over me, eyes dark with lust. He started kissing down my body — slow, wet, possessive kisses from my swollen lips, along my jaw, down my neck, over my heaving breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth hard before continuing lower, dragging his tongue across my stomach, circling my navel, then lower… lower… until his hot breath ghosted over my pussy mound.When his lips finally reached my soaked folds, I whimpered. His mouth felt so warm, so perfect. His finger

Chelsea.Even till the next day, I was still so fucking slick. Gushing. Leaking. My pussy refused to calm down. I woke up with my sheets soaked underneath me, my panties clinging wetly to my swollen folds like a second skin. The moment I slid my hand between my thighs, my fingers came away dripping with a messy mix of my juices and the remnants of Daddy’s cum that somehow still hadn’t fully left me.I couldn’t stop.I lay on my back, legs spread wide, and pushed three fingers deep inside my aching cunt. I curled them hard, stroking that sensitive spot over and over while my thumb rubbed frantic circles on my swollen clit. “Fuck… Daddy…” I whimpered into my pillow, hips rolling shamelessly against my hand. Every thrust of my fingers made wet, filthy squelching sounds that filled my bedroom. I was so sloppy, so sensitive from yesterday that even the slightest pressure made my thighs tremble. I pictured Roman’s thick cock stretching me open again, the way he’d slammed into m