Chapter 37 A LONG SICK NIGHT
AYRA's POV
As his lips trailed down, he widened my legs.
"I'm gonna eat your pussy, my sweet pussy!"
"Fuck!" His words made me so wet and aroused. I'm getting out of control, I don't think I would be able to control myself any longer.
His tongue played mildly on my clit, while he raised his eyes to watch my reaction. My lips were round and open, moaning, my eyes slightly closed.
"Oh fuck! I'm dying with passion!" I moaned and groaned, wishing he would suck me harder, his fingers slid in, while eating my pussy, he was fingering deep into me, a second hand joined making me gasped for breath, worse still his third finger.
I'm getting drained of all my energy.
"Give me your ass!"
I got down on my knees, as he was stroking his cock. My second time getting in contact with his cock. I saw stars as I gazed at it, so big, long and turgid.
"Gosh!"
"Suck it, baby!" I didn't waste time but pulled my lips close to his balls, kissing round it, trailing my saliva over to make it lubricant, I placed sweet kisses round it, before pulling my mouth deep into it. He gripped my hair, gagging me with his cock.
“Uhmmm!" I gasped, enjoying the ride all along.
My heart raced faster and pounded in my chest.
After I was done with sucking on his balls, we kissed and laid on the soft bed.
“You are so sweet.” He said to me as I looked at him weakly while he dressed up to leave.
“Don't worry about the money. You've paid with your pussy.” He said and walked out of my room. I remained on my bed, panting for breath as I smiled and exhaled, “bad boy.”
After thirty minutes of trying to catch my breath, I went to shower. I was all sweaty and would start to smell if I didn't take a proper bath.
I looked at myself in the mirror, wondering when this beautiful lady started to fuck random strangers.
The thought of it wanted to make me sick but the feeling it came with was satisfying.
I undressed as I stared at myself in the mirror. I sure do have a great body. I smiled.
I went into the shower, forgetting to lock the door as I wanted to have a cool nice bath.
I didn't hear the doorbell ring. I was so engrossed in fingering myself slowly while moaning softly.
Can this pussy ever get tired of getting fucked?
I was startled when I opened my eyes and saw a figure standing at the bathroom door.
“Geez, dad!” I exclaimed as my step father was watching me.
“I knocked several times but you didn't reply and I heard the water in the bathroom running so I got worried. Are you— okay…?” His voice trailed off as he saw my big round breasts and pussy, which I was massaging in the bath tub.
He swallowed hard as I noticed his thighs twitched.
Not minding if he was seeing my body, I got out of the bath tub and took my towel.
“What is it dad?” I asked him as I noticed how his eyes focused on my ass. I could tell how much he wanted to feel them. To hold them. To squeeze them.
“When you're done, meet me in the living room.” He said and turned to leave sharply.
I smiled. Was he shy? He could ask for a quickie if he needed it. I've fucked his son so fucking the dad won't be a bad idea.
Arya, you must be crazy! How can you think of fucking your mother's husband? No, I don't go this low just for sex!
I dressed up and went to meet my step father in the living room.
“Hey dad.” I called as I sat down on the sofa.
“Hey baby.” He started as he adjusted his sitting position.
“Dad. You wanted to say something earlier?” I asked as I took a pillow while resting my elbows on it.
“Nothing really. I wanted to call you down for dinner. Your mum will be running late today so we won't wait for her.”
“Oh. Thank you daddy. You're so thoughtful. Mummy really made the best decision by getting married to you.” I concluded my last statement as I jumped up and headed to the kitchen.
“Should I dish yours too?” I asked my dad from the kitchen.
“I'll eat later. I had some fruit so I'm not hungry.” He replied.
“Okay dad, I'll be in my room.” I took my plate and went back to my room.
I knew he was uncomfortable having me around after what just happened some minutes ago so the best thing to do was to give him space.
I went back to my room and ate my food.
Mmmh. Dad is really a good cook. I wish to have a husband like dad, someone who knows how to run a home.
It was spaghetti and stew. The stew tastes so delicious as I couldn't help but keep complimenting it.
I took out my phone and before I could power the screen on, it buzzed with a call.
It was Stella.
I picked it immediately as I muched on my food.
“What is she eating that she can't even say a proper hello?” Her voice rang as I chuckled.
“I'm having dinner.” I replied as I kept scooping some mouthful of spaghetti.
“What kind of dinner?” She inquired further.
“How many dinner do you know? I'm eating food Stella. My dad prepared spaghetti and stew and girl, it's heavenly. You need to taste this.” I added.
“Oh for a moment I thought you were having a huge cock for your dinner.”
“You're mad.” I blurted out as she laughed.
“Silly bitch. Not all the time one sucks cock, we need real food as well.” I replied to her stupid question.
“You're sounding like some slut right now. So what's up with you and your bitches?” she asked me, referring to Mike and Justin.
“I haven't heard from them yet. What's up with you?”
“Girl I'm doing good. So when is Justin coming back?” She asked me as I dropped the phone.
“This selfish bitch, switch to video call.” Stella informed as I didn't know she had already placed a request for a video call.
I switched it and placed the phone where she could see me well.
“Stop rushing that food like it's your last.” She chuckled.
“It's so good, if you haven't tasted this you won't understand what I'm saying.”
“Yeah right? I may not understand how that food tastes so good but I sure know how the dick of the chef would taste.”
“How would it taste?” I asked her.
“So good than the food.”
“Wait, you're so crazy. That's my dad we are talking about!” I almost screamed.
“Chill I'm just joking. I now you fuck your step brother but don't go overboard and be fucking his dad.” Stella warned.
“You're so silly to even be saying that. It's like you think with your ass and not your brain.” I implied as I dropped my plate, almost losing appetite.