Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 62610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
“Don’t hold back,” I tell him. Then, I feel a sudden urge inside of me, a forbidden word bubbling up to the surface, and I open my mouth again. “Don’t hold back… Daddy,” I say, and my insides clench as the sound of it rolls out from between my lips. Looking over my shoulder at him, I see the expression of delight on his face.
“I never hold back,” he whispers against my ear.
With his chest on my back, the outline of his perfectly carved muscles pressed against my skin, I start rocking my ass against him once again. I dart my hands back and, even though I can’t see what I’m doing, I let desire be my guide: I unbuckle his belt and pull it out, my fingers zipping down his fly with a pent-up fury I haven’t felt in a long time. I let the bulging inside his boxer briefs push against my ass, its thickness resting against my crack in a way that makes me grow even wetter.
I allow my unconscious mind to take charge and I turn to Daniel, his eyes falling on my tits. He grabs them eagerly, his fingers cupping the softness of my flesh as he leans into me, and then he takes his lips to one hard nipple, engulfing it and softly flicking against it with his tongue.
My hands fall down the side of his body and I tug on his pants, sending them down his legs; taking the hint, he kicks off his shoes and removes his trousers as I pull his open shirt down his arms. I put both my hands on his chest and push him back hard, just enough so that I can take in the sight of the perfect man right in front of me. Of all the men in the world, God had to make my stepfather the one I simply can’t resist. How’s that for cosmic irony?
My eyes wander down from his face to his chest; the lines between his abdominals almost making me salivate, and then settle into the long shape that tents his underwear. I take my hand there, curling my fingers around it as my heart keeps racing faster. With his pulsing cock on my hand, I’m hit by the sudden desire to show him the kind of pleasure I can give him... I don’t even have to think twice about it: I’m on my knees before my brain even has the time to second guess itself.
I look up at Daniel, a devious grin of anticipation on his lips. Just the way I like it. I lean forward, tilting my head to the side and laying my lips over the fabric of his boxer briefs. I feel his thick shape becoming even harder, straining against the fabric that holds it, and I start sucking on it over the boxers. God, what is he hiding under his boxers? It feels huge. I close my eyes then, his hands resting on the top of my head. Cupping his balls with one hand, I start sucking harder as I hook my fingers on the hem of his boxers, slightly pulling them down, just enough for a tan line to reveal itself.
I know he can barely wait; he wants me to pull his boxers down, for me to take his cock in my mouth with eagerness and anxiety of an inexperienced woman. But I take my time; I tease him hard, wanting to prolong his razor thin edge of anticipation. Inch by slow inch, I pull his boxers down, Daniel grabbing my hair harder with each teasing movement of my fingers.
I keep teasing him to no end, my fingers softly brushing against his shape. Then, when he least expects it, I push his boxers down with a jerking motion and his cock springs free with a brutish eagerness.
It’s simply massive; even bigger than I expected it to be. I’ve felt it with my hand and with my mouth, but seeing it now, so dangerously close to my lips… A shiver goes up and down my spine as I imagine me guiding his menacingly thick cock between my thighs, his fat head pushing my inner lips aside as he rams it inside me.
Oh, my stepfather is proving to be so much more than I anticipated.
Grabbing his cock harshly, I lean into him and wrap my lips around the tip of his long member, sucking and savoring his saltiness. He tastes like a man should: raw and brimming with testosterone.
I open my mouth wide, allowing his cock to slide deep inside of my mouth as I lean forward. I go as deep as I can, realizing that I've never felt a cock as big as his rolling over my tongue. How is it even possible for him to be so perfect? You can say whatever you want about my mother, but I have to give it to her: she knew how to choose men.