Select Page

stepfather

 

Have I ever told you that I am a Daddy’s girl? I am! I love my father. Well, he’s actually my stepfather, and we’ve always shared a special bond. He always paid extra attention to me when I was a young girl. I loved spending time with him.


As I got older, I still enjoyed spending time with him. In fact, I still do. Last week, I went home for Thanksgiving break. We had a lovely dinner. Later that evening, my mother was intent on going shopping in the wee hours of the morning. There was no desire to snag any of the special discounts.

Instead of snagging deals, I wanted to shag my stepfather.

He was still in bed when my mother left for her shopping excursion.  I hated seeing him there all alone, so I decided to join him. I slipped into the bed and cuddled up to his back. His body was so warm. He rolled over, thinking I was Mom. My stepfather surprised to see me lying there beside him, completely naked.


“Tessa. What are you doing here?” he asked.


I looked at him in a way that let him know exactly why I was there. For years I wanted him. I had wanted him for years. Couldn’t wait to fuck him. To feel him inside of me. I whispered in his ear, “Daddy, I want you. I want you to fuck me.”


He pulled my lips towards him and we shared our first kiss. It was pure passion. I could see that he was hesitant, so I took the lead. My hands slipped under the blankets as I began stroking his ample cock. He groaned for more and I quickened my pace. Soon, my mouth was on his cock. Sucking. Licking. Taking in his entire length. I loved how he felt in my mouth.


We threw off the blankets as I mounted my Stepfather. I was ready. So ready. I lowered my wet pussy onto his rock-hard dick and began grinding and bouncing. He pulled my hips closer to his body as we fucked like beasts. It was so wrong and so right. I loved it when he filled my hole with his hot seed.


I can’t wait to fuck my stepfather again. Maybe next time, we can breed.