Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
“Ooooh! That feels so good!”
“I know honey,” I rasp. “Now hold on tight because it’s getting even better. Then I thrust my tongue into her asshole and pussy again, lapping up her cream while enjoying the taste of her ass. Any other woman would be disgusted by these actions, but not my Christy. My little slut screams and yelps, fingers gripping her shoelaces, as I give her privates a thorough tongue bath.
“Ooooh!” she screams again. “Unnnh!”
“That’s it, baby. Enjoy,” I rumble in a soothing voice. Then I get back to work, and after a few more minutes of depraved oral action, I pull back, my chin and cheeks utterly sodden with her fluids.
“Oh Daddy,” she breathes, barely able to speak. “I had no idea it could be like that.”
I chuckle.
“Sweetheart, that isn’t even one-tenth of how good Daddy can make you feel. Now up onto your hands and knees, sweetheart. We’re going to do one last thing before I send you on your way.”
With that, Christy lets go of her shoelaces and scrambles to all fours on the mattress, her curves bouncing as her pussy glistens in the low light.
“What’s next?” she manages with a breathless look over one shoulder. “I’m ready.”
I’m so tempted to ram my cock deep into that sweet, glistening cunt because it’s clear she’s ready to be taken. But again, I made a promise to Sharon, so instead, I slide my massive form beneath her nude form so that my head’s at Christy’s juicing pussy, with her mouth angled straight at my dick.
“Can you suck, sweetheart? Can you make Daddy feel good?”
I feel, rather than hear, the vibrations of Christy’s laugh.
“Of course I can, Daddy. I’d be happy to.”
Then, those sweet lips part over my swollen helmet, and I let out a loud groan of pleasure. Fuck, I’ve finally got the nubile teenager’s mouth on my cock and it’s even better than I imagined. Christy sucks tentatively at first, as if unsure what to do, but then she begins gobbling my cock like a seasoned whore.
“Mmmph,” she moans, stuffing the nine-inch monster into her mouth. “Mphph.”
“That’s it, baby,” I rasp, craning my neck to see the erotic sight. “Holy fuck.”
After all, the sweet girl looks amazing. Her cheeks are bulging and there’s saliva all over her chin, and yet she’s going at it like a cock-hungry slut. Which reminds me, I have work to do as well. I strain my neck up and lap at her swollen pussy, all the way from her clit to her asshole before stopping to push my tongue into her cunt again. Then, I fasten my lips around her bulging clit in a tight vise, and begin to suck.
“Mmmph!” Christy screams, her body already beginning to buck. “Mmph!”
“Don’t let go of that vacuum,” I warn. “I want your mouth of my hard dick while I enjoy this delicious dish.”
Of course, my stepdaughter obeys and I turn back to suckling her clit again. But the fact is that the excitement is too much for us, and within minutes, we’re quickly approaching climax. A light ahead of me grows brighter and brighter as my balls rise, and then suddenly I explode in a body-shaking orgasm.
“Fuck!” I shout. “Oh shit!”
Hot lashes of seed spurt into Christy’s mouth as the sweet teenager gulps and swallows as best she can. However, there’s just too much, and some of the white fluid comes spilling from her lips, dripping down my cock and smearing over my lower abs. Meanwhile, the sweet girl has reached the summit as well, and with another muffled cry, her pussy convulses violently on my lips. It jerks and snaps before emitting a gush of cream, and I lap her through the orgasmic bliss.
“Yes, baby,” I coo. “Come on my face. Let Daddy drink your sweet nectar.”
With that, we pulse and shake together, our pleasure mingling into one. But I haven’t forgotten who I am, nor who she is. I’m the man of the house, and the little girl is the brat … which means our actions are utterly taboo.
5
Christy
I can’t believe I’m on a date with Jet Elliston at the moment. It’s as if I’m here, but not really here, because when I look at the former football player, he seems really far away, as if I’m having an out of body experience. The real Christy is still back at home with her stepfather, getting her privates licked and loved by the handsome alpha male.
After all, I can’t believe it finally happened. Bart and I have been circling each other for what feels like forever now. But things reached a new intensity when we moved into the trailer because we started sharing the master bedroom. It wasn’t out of choice, obviously. It’s just that the trailer is super-tiny, and so it made sense for both of us to sleep in the bedroom, instead of one of us trying to get our Z’s on the living room couch. The couch is only four feet long, and wasn’t going to be comfortable for either Bart or me.