“Because they think we are a thing,” He said. “Well,” I teased, looking around to make sure nobody was near. “I think we officially are now Daddy,” “Shhhh,” he scolded. “Don’t say that.”
“Oh my god, Daddy,” I responded. “Nobody is around. Plus people will think it’s just a weird sex thing. Which I guess it kind of is.”
He blushed at that and went silent.
“Oh, lighten up,” I said. “Nobody is around.”
“It’s not that,” he said. “We just shouldn’t have.”
“Why?” I asked.
“It isn’t right,” he responded. “We’re both adults,” I said.
“But your mother,” he trailed off.
“Doesn’t seem to care about you like that anymore,” I spat without thinking.
He recoiled at the words. “Which is stupid,” I continued.
We had followed a long sandy trail off of the sidewalks and were now standing in dense vegetation. From the main concrete path, we would have been barely visible to anybody passing by. Daddy seemed to be considering something as his eyes stared along the winding dirt trail that led deeper into the vegetation.
“Look,” I said. “I’m not saying that Mom doesn’t love you, Daddy. We both know that she does.”
I walked around him as I spoke until we were standing face to face.
“What I am saying,” I continued. “Is that it seems that she isn’t taking care of you the way that I have imagined taking care of you for years.”
“Years?” he asked, his eyebrows rising.”
“Years, Daddy,” I told him. “And I’m not going to be the one to get between you and Mom in any way. I am just offering you a solution to a problem that you have.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself close to him.
“I am offering to be yours for whatever you want, whenever you want,” I said. “If
you want,” I said. “If you want that.”
It was all out on the table now. I had offered myself entirely to my step–father, and it was up to him if he would take me up on it or not. I wanted him to, of course, but I couldn’t make that happen.
“So what do you think, Daddy?” I asked in a husky voice.
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I already knew his answer. I could feel it in the form of his firm manhood pressing against my stomach. He could put up all the verbal resistance that he wanted, but it was quite evident that Daddy wanted me just as much as I wanted him. I pressed my body in closer to his, reveling in the feeling of that monstrous cock between us.
“Daddy,” I said. “I think I know what you want.”
I reached down and pulled his rock–hard manhood out of the top of his shorts. Leaning close, I whispered into his ear.
“Will you put this inside of me, Daddy?” I asked.
Something changed inside of him at that moment. I could almost see his expression change to one of primal need. Pushing my arms up, he pulled the sheer cover–up off my body and threw it to the ground.
“Right here, Daddy?” I asked. Butterflies rose up in my stomach as I glanced back to down the dirt trails the concrete sidewalk. A couple wandered by through the treeline, and the neediness between my legs became a throbbing hot desire.
“Right here,” he said. His voice was lower and dripped with sexuality. Something I had never heard from him before.
His fingertips traced their way down my sides and hooked into the waist of my bikini bottom. In quick succession, he pulled it down to my knees and spun me around. Pulling me close to him, I could feel the hot steel that was his manhood nestle its way between my legs. Instinctively, I ground myself against him and let out a low whimper. His strong arms wrapped around me and he lifted me off the ground as if I weighed nothing, carrying me several feet toward a tree before putting me back down.
“Bend over,” he ordered..
This was it. I quivered with anticipation as I leaned forward against the tall palm tree in front of me. Daddy was about to have his way with me, and it was the only thing in the world I could think of. I pushed myself out towards him as I leaned forward as best I could.
“Like this, Daddy?” I asked.
“Perfect, Baby,” came his response which sent a shiver down my spine.
I felt the tip of him, like hot steel, rub itself along the length of my dripping wet sex. As much as
I could tell he wanted it, he was going to tease me first. He stopped at my hole each time he
rubbed his way up and down my slit, inserting just a bit of himself before going removing himself.
“Daddy,” I moaned more loudly than I had intended.
“Quiet,” he answered. “Someone’ll hear you.”
I bit down on my lip and pushed myself back against him. I needed him inside of m our earlier encounter in the hot tub and the dream on the plane, I was well past my
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for patience. I needed to be fucked, and I needed it then and there. Finally overcome with my need, I pushed back against him as he lined his cock head with my hole. In one swift motion, his entirety buried itself deep inside of me, and he let out a groan of satisfaction. We stayed there for some time, locked in a forbidden embrace as I accustomed myself to having his girth
inside of me.
When I began to slowly rock myself forward and back on him, he took it as a sign that I was
ready.
I looked over my shoulder at him as he began to roughly piston in and out of my pussy. His hands gripped firmly at my hips as my inner walls gripped tightly at him each time he pushed his way inside of me. I knew I wouldn’t last long, but seeing him pounding away at me pushed me over the edge sooner than I had expected. Ecstasy filled my entire body, starting from my deepest depths, as my own Daddy’s cock sent me through the most world–shattering orgasm I had ever experienced. Behind me, Daddy kept fucking me, with almost unnaturally fast speed and the sound of our bodies slapping together filled the area.
