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“Jesus…” He groaned, and I could hear the horniness in his tone. “Fuck me, now.” I ordered.
He grabbed me roughly with his strong muscular arms and threw me onto the bed. His large hand found my breast and squeezed as he kissed
me hard. He reached down with his other hand and ripped away
my panties. He pushed my legs apart and his fingers found my
gager
eager pussy.
He started fucking me with his fingers and his thumb rubbed my
clit ferociously.
“Oh god,” I moaned as I bucked my hips into his hand. He moved his fingers in small circles and pumped them in and out. It felt incredible, none of the boys I’d been with had been even
half as skilled with their hands as Nate.
I could see Nate’s hips moving along with each pump of his
hand, and I imagined what he would feel like inside me.
“I want you inside me!” I begged. I didn’t have to ask again. Nate
quickly positioned the head of his cock against my sex. He
looked me in the eyes and with one swift thrust slammed into.
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me, tearing through my tight little pussy and piercing deeper into me than anyone ever had.
“Ooooh!” I cried loudly. My eyes were wide in shock and my mouth hung open as my body tried to adjust to his enormous
cock inside me.
“Is this what you wanted?” He groaned almost angrily as he
slammed into me with one powerful thrust. It was a strange
mixture of pain and pleasure as my pussy was stretched to its
max.
“Oh my god, yes!” I gasped.
His hips began thrusting ferociously, fucking me so hard and
fast that I could barely breath.
“You like this huh?!” “Yes!” I screamed back.
He pounded me relentlessly, his giant erection battering my
tight little pussy mercilessly. His cock slammed into me again
and again, making me scream out as the incredible pleasure took over every inch of my body and filled my cunt.
“You like my big cock!?” He growled still fucking me hard and deep.
“Yes!” I cried out.
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“Is this what you wanted?! Is this what you wanted me to do to
you?!”
“Oh, god, yes!” I screamed.
I could feel my peak slowly taking over my body.
“I’m gonna cum!” I shouted as he thrust into me with all his
might. His breathing was ragged and wild, then he groaned
loudly and I could feel his cock begin to throb inside me. Each
thrust became more erratic as he let out one last moan,
shooting his load inside me. I could feel each spurt as he thrust
into me, leaving his seed deep inside me.
My body suddenly exploded into a million pieces. Wave after
wave of orgasms washed over me, taking complete control over
my entire being and transporting me to a state I’d never experienced before. My pussy quivered wildly, and my body was shaking so hard I could barely take control.
He slowly pulled his cock out and I could feel a glop of cum slide down to my ass. He dropped beside me on the bed and sighed deeply, completely spent from what we’d just done.
“You took it well.” He said in a tired voice. “Satisfied now?” “For now.” I replied. “But now that I’ve had it, I don’t know if I want to stop.”
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“You think so?” He asked with a laugh.”
“Oh I know so, you are the best dad in the world, and you’re
mine.”
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Nate and I went on many more trips together after that night in
the cabin, and every time was spent fucking like animals. I was
never nasty to him again, in fact you could say I was a model
stepdaughter for the best stepfather a girl could ask for.
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My stepfather clicked off the television and turned to look at me. As always, when his piercing blue eyes fell on mine, I couldn’t help but shudder with excitement. John, my stepfather,
smiled and spread his hands out in a helpless shrug.
“Weatherman says it’s going to stay cruddy like this until
tomorrow morning. The state has put a warning out not to go
out on the roads.
Supposed to be the storm of the century. Looks like we’re
hunkering down tonight. Just you and me, kiddo.”
“That’s okay, Daddy. I’ve got some mac and cheese we can eat
for dinner.
My stepfather laughed and walked over to me. He wrapped his
arms around me and squeezed me into him and I nuzzled my head into his chest, breathing in deep and enjoying his musk and the warmth of his body against mine.
He released me and held me out in front of him. I was wearing a pair of tight jean shorts and a white tank top and I noticed his eyes travel down and linger on my cleavage for a moment. I smiled sweetly up at him. He cleared his throat and met my
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gaze.
“So, honey,” he said, “what do you think of your new place?”
I looked around at my new apartment, not quite believing that I was finally on my own. After eighteen years of living at home, having my own space in a new town was an odd feeling. Mostly I missed the idea of being away from my stepfather. I could tell
from the way he had been acting all weekend as we settled me
in that he was feeling the same thing. He had been reluctant to
see me off to college, and though he hadn’t said anything about.
it, his voice had had a wistful quality to it since we’d left the
house the day before with a trailer full of my stuff.
“I love it, Daddy. Though I’m a little nervous to start college.” My
father smiled.
“You are going to have such a good time, sweetie. College is
one of the best times of life. Just be sure to study hard, but also
make room for fun. Oh,
and be careful about the boys.” “Dad!”
“I’m serious,” he said, grinning. “You are going to meet a lot of them, and being the beautiful woman you are, they are going to want to do things to you. Just make sure you only do what you‘ re comfortable with and make sure to use protection.”
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“Daddy!” I repeated. “Everything is going to be okay. I’m not
interested in those types of boys anyway.”
“That’s what you say now. But I still need to warn you. Even
though I’m sure you are already sexually active, it makes me feel
better as a father to warn you—”
“I’m not sexually active,” I interjected.
“You’re not?” From his eagerness, I could tell that he was
pleased by the news.
“No, Daddy,” I cooed, sidling up to him and wrapping my arms. around his large frame, “I’m not. I’m saving myself for someone special. I don’t want to just give myself away to anyone, you know?”
My father bent down and kissed the top of my head, some. strands of my curly brown hair sticking to his stubble as he straightened back up and squeezed me tight.
“Good for you, honey. I know the man that you finally give yourself is going to be very lucky. Even though I’m your father, I have no problem telling you that you are absolutely beautiful.”
“Thanks, Daddy.”
“I love you, sweetheart.” “I love you, too.”
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“Now,” my father said, pushing me away from him once more. “What’s say we build that new coffee table of yours before the lights go out and we drown?”
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The storm moved in not long after. As a light rain began to whisper outside the window, my father gave one final turn of the screwdriver in his hand and dropped it onto the carpet. He sat back and looked at the coffee table in front of him. I was sitting across the room on the couch, watching with a bowl of ice. cream in my hand. I enjoyed seeing the strong muscles of his arms tense as he assembled the various pieces, his face scrunched in concentration, his tongue absentmindedly sticking
out of the corner of his mouth. I had always enjoyed watching
him work. He had a special ability to lose himself to whatever he was doing, and being the extremely handsome man he was, the
effect was intoxicating.
“What do you think?” he said, wiping his hands. “It’s nice, ehh?”
“I love it, Daddy. Thanks for putting it together.”
“My pleasure, sweetheart. Of course, my favorite part is having
you watch me,” he said, winking.
I grinned.
“I like seeing you work. You get so involved.”
Just then a giant peal of thunder shook the windows of the
house. I jumped, causing my father to laugh.
“There’s nothing to worry about, Leah,” he said. “Just a storm.”
“Sounds like a scary storm.”
Another peal of thunder cracked the sky. The light rain roared into a downpour, the wind lashing the windows and rattling the
panes.
My father stood up and walked over to the window to look out
at the sky. “Although I will admit, it looks like it’s going to be one
hell of a storm.”
He walked over to the couch and sat down beside me. He
placed a hand on my knee, my heart fluttering at his touch.
“We’ll just have to play some board games. What do you think, daughter of mine?”
“As long as you promise that we aren’t going to wash away.”
My father chuckled and patted my knee. His fingers caressed
my thigh as he looked into my green eyes.
“I promise, love.”
Even though he was only my stepfather, John was the only
parent I had ever known. My real father had deserted my mother before I had been born, and my mother had run out not long
after. In the interim, she had met John at
an entrepreneur convention and gotten remarried a few months later. I think she had been planning to leave all along and had
been looking for someone to trick into taking care of her daughter. Being the man he was, my stepfather had had no qualms deciding to keep me and raise me singlehandedly once my mother had fled. As he had told me more than once, despite not being technically related, he had known from the moment he
had seen me that I was the love of his life.
A man in his late thirties, my stepfather was quite the catch. He
was tall, about 6’2“, and overwhelmingly handsome, with a penetrating gaze and an aura of confidence and kindness that
inevitably made every woman he met swoon. Growing up, I had
been the playmate of choice for many of the kids in class just
so
eir mothers would have a chance to talk to John whenever
he came to pick me up or drop me off. It wasn’t unusual for
women to slyly hand them their phone numbers in the grocery
store or to interrupt us at restaurants to flirt. And it had never
failed to amaze me how my stepfather had handled each of
these situations, graciously turning down the women.
Because in all the years I had been cognizant enough to notice the world around me, I couldn’t ever remember him dating. A self–made millionaire who had retired after my mother left, his sole task had been to take care of me, always giving me the
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best and making sure that I was happy in every way. I had asked
him once or twice why he wasn’t interested in the women he met, some of them stunningly beautiful, but he had always just shrugged in that adorable way of his.
“It’s because you’re all I need,” he would say.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.