Chapter 90 Vignette 82
Mummy had stepped out. Only dad and I were alone at home…step daddy of course. I was sure he was in his room working as usual.
The house was pin drop silent. I had no one to talk to. I'd already scrolled through the entire social media that day. No friends. Nobody. Nothing to do.
I heaved a sigh. Then I turned off the television. The drama on the screen had become annoyingly boring.
I threw the cushion to the side, picked up the book I had just finished reading and walked lazily to my room, eyes groggy.
I opened the door and walked a few steps before I jumped on my bed. At least it was the only thing that seemed interesting at that moment.
The weather suddenly felt too hot. I pulled my shirt off my head and unbuckled my bra. Next, I removed my shirt and even my panties.
It was my room and I was allowed to do whatever I pleased. By the way, no one would walk in here without knocking. Step Daddy wouldn't.
I laid under the duvet, bones aching for some good rest. I was sure I would get just that…without any interruptions.
My legs and lower body were tucked under the duvet. But from my waist upward was exposed.
My nipples were warm from the high weather temperature, It was gonna be really relaxing. I grit my teeth, excited.
But what I didn't notice was that I didn't lock my door. I didn't even shut it completely.
I closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep. But then, my step Daddy was passing to the kitchen when he found my door half open.
He heaved a sigh and stepped forward to help me lock it, since I was too “lazy” to do it myself…at least that's what he always calls me. He thinks I can't do anything on my own.
He heaved a sigh and held the door knob to lock the door. But then he paused to confirm what his eyes saw.
“Holy hell!” he exclaimed, “I didn't realize how much my little girl has grown.” He said, licking his lips.
Then he stood there for a bit, calculating one or two things, his eyes fixed on me…on my boobs.
I just laid there, sleeping innocently.
Suddenly, his cock started going hard. He held the print in his hand.
He knew I was like a daughter to him. He wasn't supposed to be feeling this way about me, or lusting over my body. But my boobs didn't let him.
The way it was full and firm despite the way I laid on my side.
He pushed the door to open slightly wider. And now he could get a better view of me.
He stepped forward, unsure if he was doing the right thing. But the way his cock twitched and pulsed made him confirm that I would be the one to make him cum that day.
He walked towards me, rubbing his cock, his breathing barely audible.
He stepped closer, eyes glinting with lust. Then he sat beside me, eyes firmly fixed on my boobs.
He bit his lower lip, then licked it, hands raising towards my breast.
He pinched my nipples and moaned silently to himself. Then he grabbed my boobs and pressed it hard, his cock getting harder with each squeeze.
I didn't wake up…not yet.
He stood up and took out his cock. They were rock hard. And long.
He stroked it briefly before sitting beside me again.
He shifted closer…really close to my face. Then stretched his cock to my mouth.
He rubbed it on my lips, shifting them apart with the tip of the fat cock.
The saliva from my inner lips caused his tip to glisten. He glided it on my lips and moaned silently.
He checked the time on the wall clock and realized my mom would be back in just a short while. But he needed me to make him cum…just quickly.
He walked over to the other side of the bed…beside me. He pulled off his shirt and shorts. Then he laid on the bed, and opened the duvet to expose my pussy
His cock stood firm, pointing to my pussy. He shifted closer, holding his cock in his hand, his movement silent.
He held my hips, his fingers pressing to my soft skin. He took the tip of his cock and glided it on my pussy lip. I was wet. My juices dripped out of me like I was feeling his touch.
He pushed his cock inside me…just the tip…and then pushed it to go further, more of his inches going deeper inside me
Then he started fucking me, slamming my pussy like he didn't care if I woke up. He reached for my boobs and grabbed it, still fucking my pussy.
In my sleep, I felt a hand gripping my boobs and something big inside my pussy. I opened my eyes immediately and looked down at how my boobs were squeezed in a palm that looked familiar. My breath hitched, his cock still going in and out of my pussy.
I turned around and damn.
“Daddy, what are you doing?!" I yelled but he didn't stop.
"Hold on baby, I'm going to cum soon,” he said, face flushed in pleasure. His little girl's pussy brought him pleasure.
But I couldn't deny it. His cock was good…the perfect size for my pussy. The way he stretched me like he knew exactly how I liked it.
I didn't want to moan. I tried to stifle it but it just escaped my lips. I bit my lower lips, his cock still going in and out of me.
But then—
He drew out his cock and his cum spilled out, trailing down his cock.
He looked at me while I just laid there, staring back at him, my face flushed. I wasn't completely satisfied but I didn't know how to ask my step dad to feed me with more of his cock.
I just watched him put on his clothes.
“I'm sorry Nina, I just needed a little release. It won't happen again.” He said, his voice low, tinged with a pleasing guilt. He walked out of the room, leaving me and my half satisfied pussy.