Looking out my bedroom window, I see my stepdad taking a nap on the pool lounger, one arm thrown over his face. His muscular chest is shiny with sweat and begging to be licked. Despite him being more than double my age, I have been obsessed with tasting him since he met my mom when I was seventeen. Three years later and the craving has only gotten stronger.
The longer I watch him, the hotter I get, imagining what it would be like to finally get his cock in my mouth. The thought of it alone has my nipples hard as rocks and I run my hands up under my cropped T-shirt and give them a pinch, making myself moan.
With my mom away at a conference this weekend, there wasn’t anything stopping me from finally getting what I want. “Fuck it,” I say to myself.
I leave my room and make my way out back, his sexy body coming into view again. I slowly make my way over to him and kneel down in front of the lounger in between his legs. When I smell the sun on his skin, mixed with the scent that is inherently his, I know there is no going back. I lean over and slowly lick a line from the waistband of his swim shorts up to his belly button, moaning as his taste explodes on my tongue.
He jerks out of his sleep and sits up, looking down at me kneeling between his legs. “Sara! What are you doing?”
Instead of answering, I give his abs another long lick and rub my hand against his crotch, making him gasp in shock and his bulge thicken beneath my palm. His brows furrow and he puts his hand on top of mine but doesn’t push it away.
“We can’t,” he says. “It’s not right.”
“Please daddy, just a taste,” I say whimpering. “Mom will never have to know.”
Hearing me call him daddy is enough to make him snap. He pulls me up with a growl and slams his lips to mine, taking my mouth in a brutal, desperate kiss. His tongue pushes into my mouth, tangling with mine, causing both of us to groan. When he finally pulls his mouth away, we’re both breathing heavily.
He drags his hands up my sides and under my cropped T-shirt, grabbing my tits firmly and pinching my nipples, sending a zap straight to my core. “These fucking tiny T-shirts drive me insane,” he groans.
I reach for the top of his swim shorts and he lifts his hips, allowing me to pull them down and release his cock. I lick my lips as his huge eight-inch cock snaps up and hits his stomach. It’s so hard, the tip angry and red, begging to be licked. I start pumping him in my fist and his hips jerk upwards, his groan making me wet in seconds.
“Mmmhmm,” I hum, slowly dragging my tongue up the base of his thick cock and then lazily rubbing the tip of my tongue back and forth across the slit at the top.
“Fuuuck,” he moans. The fingers of his left hand dig into the lounger, his right hand clutching my hair in a firm grip.
“Ah Jesus, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamed of your hot mouth like this. It’s so wrong, but fuck it’s hot! Give that cock a home, baby girl. Swallow it. Make me cum.”
I swirl my tongue around the head and hungrily slide him into my mouth. He’s salty and smooth and everything I’ve dreamed of. I lower my lips further and further until he eventually meets my throat. I fist him at the base and glide my hand up and down, stroking him upward until my hand meets my mouth. I slowly travel up and down, letting him hit the back of my throat repeatedly, but torturing him with the slow speed. Eventually he growls, his grip in my hair tightening until it’s almost painful and he pushes my face further down his cock, while his hips tick upwards with brutal thrusts.
“You like sucking daddy’s cock, baby girl?”
I moan around his stiffness, causing my throat to open, and he pushes in, his groan so loud I wouldn’t be surprised if the neighbours hear. His cock in my throat makes me choke, my eyes tearing up, but I’m desperate for more. I want to make him lose control more than anything. I swallow around his cock before jerking back and gasping for air, drool spilling from my mouth.
“Fuck that’s incredible,” he pants, thrusting his hips and moving his shaft in and out of my mouth.
His muscles flex as I guide my wet mouth up and down his shaft, swallowing each time he slips down my throat.
“Yes, just like that,” he groans. “One more time, baby girl. Be a good girl and let daddy cum down your pretty throat.”
I press down, pushing my lips as far down his huge cock as they’ll go, my nose hitting his short pubic hair. His fingers clench hard in my hair, his entire body going rigid, before his control snaps.
“Sara! Fuck I’m cumming!” he screams.
Thick, salty cum hits the back of my throat and he groans my name over and over again, his cock jerking in my mouth as I swallow everything he offers me. Finally, after what feels like forever, he pulls free of my mouth, his chest heaving.
I’m breathing hard and fast, drool still dripping from my lips. But I’m only a given moment to catch my breath before he uses his grip in my hair to pull me up and closer until I’m straddling his lap. His mouth crashes back down on mine again, groaning as he tastes himself on my tongue.
“Fuck baby girl,” he breathes against my lips. “You were such a good girl for daddy.”
He lies back down on the lounger and pulls me higher up his body, until my knees are sitting on either side of his head.
“What are you doing?” I ask him breathlessly as shoves my skirt up around my waist and rips my drenched panties off with a hard tug.
“Daddy rewards baby girls who suck cock like that. Don’t you want a reward from your daddy? I think that dripping wet pussy says that you do.”
I moan as he brings his hand back and lands a stinging slap to my butt cheek, which is now fully exposed, as I sit astride his face.
“Go on, baby girl. Grind that delicious pussy all over my fucking mouth.”
“Fuck yes!” I cry out, as I lower my pussy down onto his extended tongue. He laps at me slowly at first, driving me insane with need. “Please,” I whimper.
“Please what, baby girl?”
“More. Please daddy, I need more.”
He sucks my clit hard, causing fire to spread through my whole body and I scream so loud my ears ring with the sound.
“Not yet, baby girl,” he growls against my pussy. “I’m not done with you yet. You taste too fucking good. I could live in your cunt forever.”
He swirls his tongue around my clit in a torturous rhythm. My thighs spread wider, given him more access as my hips desperately work over his face, trying to get the friction I need. But he wraps his arms around my thighs and holds me still, taking what he wants. How he wants it. I have no choice but to be at his mercy,
I feel my orgasm start to build, my whole body trembling with the pressure building in my core. Finally, he gives my clit another hard suck and the dam breaks. I cry out as my climax hits me so violently, my whole body shakes. He continues to devour me as I ride out the most intense orgasm of my life, until finally my body gives out and I go limp on top of him.
We lie there together for a few minutes, covered in sweat, and try to catch our breath. Eventually, he drags his tongue along my neck up to my ear, where he whispers, “I’ve been craving a taste of you forever, baby girl and now… I’m addicted.”
He picks me up, throws me over his shoulder and lands another slap on my butt cheek. “You’re sleeping in my bed tonight, baby girl,” he says.
“Yes daddy,” I say as I look up from over his shoulder and see our neighbour Mr Harris on the other side of the fence watching us…
