All Chapters of I Just Wanna Get Laid: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Horny Bitch For Her Stepdaddy

Quin had come to an agreement with her inner mind that her stepdad’s cock was the sweetest and it knew just how well to dig her holes in the appropriate way.Two weeks at home and they had fucked more than ten times and in different locations in the house, except in their bedroom.She loved the feel of his dick everywhere in her body.In all of her holes.He was that good, he knew just how well to fuck those holes.Tonight after dinner, we were all seated in the sitting room watching Mummy's favorite family drama. He was seated in the middle while Mom was on his right, leaning into him while she was on his left.His arms over our shoulders.Anyone looking would see a sweet family.The stepfather, who loved his wife and spoils his daughter, the three people were united by the comfortable evening of each other's company. The lie was so well thought out and so well polished that it seemed a real diamond.A bottle of whiskey was standing on a low table in front of the sofa, in which the a

Rough Play

His hand went to her nipple—two fingers—he twirled it in between his fingers. The tiny nubs were hard already and protruding.Quin brought her tongue out, licking her lips with it.She fucking wanted more."Look at her," he said with a low growl, his words vibrating through Quin's back as she pressed her against the cushion of the sofa. He didn't look at his wife, his eyes fixed on the TV screen and face showing complete interest in the program while he was assaulting Quin’s bud mercilessly with his hand. "She's out. Three sips and she's out for tonight."He bent over Quin, his lips brushing her ear, blowing hot breath smelling of mint and alcohol into her hair. "You're going to ride me right here," he murmured. "Next to her. With the TV on so she won't hear your slutty cunt suck my dick."Quin's pussy clenched, her wetness soaking her underwear and making it uncomfortable. The threat was a weight on her chest, making it hard to breathe. If Mummy woke up right now, if she opened her e

Mommy's Bed

The momentum didn't break; the force hit both of them on the edge of the bed. Douglas let go of her wrist, then placed his hand between her shoulders, pushing her forward. Quin lost balance, her knees hitting the duvet, and she fell face-first to the mattress. The scent assaulted her senses right away, dried lavender and the musty, powdery aroma of Mummy's favorite perfume. She could feel its coating at the back of her throat, the complete opposite of the tangy aftertaste of the sex.Before she could react or do anything to save herself, Douglas was on top of her. He spread her legs apart, forcing his knees between them. The fabric of her skirt, that was already pushed up during their run to the bedroom, flew over her waist, revealing her naked ass. Quin heard the metallic sound of his buckle falling to the floor, he undid it the second they stepped through the threshold. There was no foreplay, no tender touches that could make it easier for her. Just the heat of his body touching her

The Plan

Resumption is in a week and Quin would be going back to school in three days. She told her stepdad first that night when they had finished fucking.“This place would not be the same without you here,” he said, his hand fondling her butt.“At least you would have my mom to spend more time with, you would fuck her as much as you wish without thinking about me in the next room.”Douglas dragged her closer to himself and then kissed her on the mouth. Since their sexcapades started, he had not really kissed her.It seemed strange to her that he would now kiss her.She kissed him back, her tongue playing with his in his mouth.“You know what?" he said, lightening the kiss. “We could spend three days together, fucking, of course, in a hotel room in the next town. I would tell your mom work called and I would find an excuse at work.”Quin squealed, she straddled his crotch. “You don't mean it, that would be lovely!”They were naked already, before she knew it, she had sunk on his cock and gri

Breakfast

The morning sun slowly began to seep through the thick curtains of their hotel room with the dull pain in Quin's lower part of her body as a reminder of the night they had spent together.Douglas lay sprawled on the bed with his body relaxed; his breaths were deep and steady.The blankets were a complete mess around their bodies.For a moment, she observed the rise and fall of his body, noticing the line of hair that started in his navel and ended with the part of his body, which was slightly hidden under the blanket. There was something restless about her, pushing aside the discomfort she was experiencing, and she wanted to have sex with him once again.Without making any noise, she slid down the bed, trying not to disturb her surroundings. Ducking under the heavy blanket, she felt how hot and sticky air was. It was full of their sweat and smells. She found his penis soft between his legs. It was hot to the touch; the veins on his flesh were clearly visible.She bent down to kiss his

Room service

Barely a minute after she had straddled his hip to ride his cock, someone knocked on the door. None of them answered.She kept riding, he kept groaning.The harsh sound of knuckles on the hotel room door continued to echo through the thick air of sex, like gunshots.Quin's breath caught in her throat and her muscles tensed as the knock continued to ring through the suite. She was about to cum and she wasn’t ready to climb down.Just as she was cumming, they heard the card unlock.Just as she reached for the covers, Douglas put his hand on her face to be sure that no sounds were escaping from her lips.Before he had dilated eyes, full of fear; now his eyes were sharp and dangerous, and he was not blinking even once."Room service," a muffled voice was heard from the corridor. There even was a familiar sound of opening the door.Douglas proved to be extremely fast. He took Quin and lifted her off the bed. She was making some thumping sounds because he was pressing her against the wall r

Bent over the cart

Douglas pulled out his softened cock with a wet, heavy sound, a thick streak of their mixed release sliding down Quin’s inner thigh. He didn’t clean his hand or put his clothes back into place; instead, he grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her to the shining silver cart not far from them. The cart squeaked a bit on the hotel carpet under his pulling."Breakfast," Douglas muttered, his voice still scratchy from the sex and exertion. He took a chilled champagne bottle from the bucket standing nearby, water sparkling on the bottle. He opened it with a sharp snap, and the cork shot into the wall of the room. He didn’t care about pouring the drink into the glass; he simply put the bottle to Quin’s mouth, making her choke on the fizzy liquid.She gulped down the cold and bitter champagne, choking on the bubbles, while the contrast between the cold champagne and her overheated and flushed skin seemed too sharp to her. Douglas watched her, and his expression darkened again. He picked up

Torture

The air in the suite was thick with the cloying smell of bacon grease, champagne, and the already spent lust. Quin was sitting on the cold metal of the cart, the edge of it digging into her stomach, sticky trails of the maple syrup drying on her legs and pulling her skin with every breath. Douglas did not give her a chance to recuperate, to comprehend the damage to her body and the sticky mess on them. He grabbed her wrist, pressing his fingers into her bones, and pulled her up, nearly making her stumble."Come here," he growled, his voice a deep, raspy whisper that vibrated against her chest.He dragged her to the bathroom, her bare feet slipping on the soft carpet. She stumbled behind him, a ragdoll in his grip, until the cold tiles of the bathroom floor shocked her soles. The shower was a sleek glass cubicle. Douglas pushed the door open, making a clang of metal as he threw her into the stall. He did not turn the water on to warm it. He did not check the temperature. He twisted

Bathroom Sex

Quin heard the metallic sound of the lever turning. Douglas stretched his arm past her body and took the handheld chrome shower nozzle, the bidet spray attached to the wall of the shower. He adjusted it, and the water sputtered before coming out in a focused, powerful stream.The sound of water was a harsh hiss. Quin flinched, expecting some kind of punishment from him, but Douglas didn't point the nozzle at her back or her shoulders. He held the nozzle very close to her skin, making the water cut sharply through the humid air, and pointed it directly at her pussy.The first spurt of water hit her clit hard. She cried out, her back arching, but Douglas held her down with his grip on her hips. The pressure was intense, a never-ending barrage that vibrated against the sensitive cluster of nerves. The bidet nuzzle did not provide a gentle massage; it was a focused stream of water, meant to punish her by forcing the orgasm out of her."Look at you," Douglas said in a mutter, his gaze fix

Dessert

They both slept throughout the day.Lunch forgotten, dinner almost forgotten but the hunger for food woke them up.Suddenly, Quin felt an unpleasant noise rumble from her belly, waking her up. She sat up, surprised by the dark environment and her naked body wrapped in the warm sheets. Beside her, Douglas shifted a little and groaned."Fucking hell," he muttered, stretching and rubbing his cheek with his hands. "How late did we sleep?""Very," she replied distractedly, massaging her aching abdomen. "My hunger is unbearable. It is like my organs have been replaced with vacuum."Douglas grinned before he glanced at the digital watch on the table. "Eight thirty. So, we managed to sleep all day today."He got off the bed and dressed into a robe. Quin put on the large hotel’s bathrobe too. After that, Douglas rushed to order room service; steaks, rare, some potatoes, he even asked if there were any other fast and hot foods that would satisfy their appetite quickly.Quin went to the mini fri

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