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"Fuck!" I cry out as he sucks my clit inside his warm mouth, I feel high. Stephane is a drug that I am addicted to and I didn't even know it. He has worked his way into my brain and has taken permanent residence.Stephane sucks gently at first, I am fisting the sheets, pinching his back, my face is scrunched into a picture of pure ecstasy, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, this feels better than good. Just when I feel like I can't take it any longer, he pauses, giving me the much needed respite, only to dip his tongue into my entrance, lapping at my juices straight from the source, I arch my back as a loud cry is wrenched free from deep within me. On instinct, I try to wriggle free from him and that treacherously expert tongue, but he holds me tight, in place, no chances of escape whatsoever. "Stephane...too m-muchhh...please...I...I feel so-oo muchhh...I need...I n-needd...I want...w-want..." I stutter, the words come out in meaningless gaps, that even I can't decipher. There
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"What are you making, daddy?" She whispers under her breath, her voice is sultry as fuck, it sends signals of pure pleasure straight to my brain. If only she knew the effects that calling me daddy has on me. Or maybe she does. The little nymph. I wouldn't put it past her. "Sandwich burgers." I tell her as I crack the eggs onto the pan, doing my best to keep from jittering with nerves, that is tough to do with Aleen's soft warm body hugging me so closely from behind. She has wrapped herself in one of the bedcovers, it is sheer enough that I feel every curve on her body and the soft weight of her full breasts crushed against my hard back."It smells so good. I was hungry." She whispers against my ear, she darts her tongue out to lick the sensitive underside and fuck the eggs. With a low growl that surprises me too, I turn around and grab her by the ass, pulling her into me closely, air wouldn't be able to pass between us. Her eyes are gleaming with mischief, she knew what she was doing
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"Perfect. Unreal." He whispers again, his deep baritone is reverent and it sends chills down my spine that feels like both fire and ice. This is all almost too much. Stephane slids a finger inside me, I am soaking wet and the friction or lack thereof is something that elicits so much pleasure in some deep parts of my brain that I let rip a loud moan, "fuck! Stephane. Daddy. Daddy." I am breathing hard and my eyes are unfocused as I try to catch my breath and remain present. I don't want to give in and yet I want to. The storm is swirling out of control in the pit of my stomach. It is inevitable but I want to last in spite of it, I want to remain here in this state of complete euphoria. I imagine that this must be what addicts feel when they get their hit. This pure state of being where not a single negative thought can seep into your consciousness. I can understand how people get addicted. This feels so good, I want to cry because of it. When he adds a second finger, deep all at on
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"Aleen." He says watching me as I take my seat at the dinner table, it feels stupid to have this duvet wrapped around me at the dinner table. If my mother could see me right now, she would probably burst a blood vessel chastising me on basic etiquettes. Fuck. My mother. I guess she would be doing more than throwing a tantrum at the fact that I am naked at dinner, or that I was going to eat greasy food at three in the morning. I am fucking her husband. My stepfather. He has done something irreversible to my brain chemistry with the way he makes me come. The way we fit perfectly when he is inside me. The sinful taboo of it all is the drug. And it is quite addictive. I don't stand a chance. There is a part of me that feels guilty. That feels ashamed and terrified of being found out. The problem is that that part is so small. Almost insignificant. I look up into his dark eyes, and I am weak. I lose my resolve. The way he looks at me casually sets my soul on fire. My eyes trace down his
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His cock swells on my tongue, filling up my mouth as he goes rock hard, delicious and powerful, I push him down my throat till he is all the way in, Stephane jerks on the chair, trying to gain some kind of control but I wouldn't let him, I keep him deep, my throat closing around his sensitive tip as I work my tongue on him, saliva pooling in my mouth and dripping down my chin. My gag reflex kicks in slowly, I pull him out slowly and he exhales like he has been holding it in. When I look up, I see a confusing look of total admiration and awe on his face, it only buoys me to do more, to take him again. I work both hands around his length, stroking slow and hard, alternating between both as I press my tongue to his tip, sucking enthusiastically. It is all animal instincts as I pleasure him without a care or thought. My clit throbs, the more I suck him off. The more he moans, grunts and growls his pleasure, the wetter I get. I slip a hand down and start rubbing my clit, sucking him harde
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Stephane POV::I am wild and uninhibited, almost animalistic as I bury myself deep inside Aleen's perfect pussy. She creams around my cock and the visual is enough to bring me to my knees, I dig deep and let her fierce warmth swallow me up. The sensation is like having electricity pass through me multiple times. Making me feel like I am on top of the world, her moans and whimpering buoying me to heights never before reached. There was something about her demand to be fucked hard that made something irreversible snap within me. I can't believe I edged myself with this for most of the night. But I am glad I did, because I am less sensitive and can last as long as I want, and she is open, relaxed and receiving as I stroke her with sharp jerks of my hips, sinking into her soft warm body. I nip her neck, biting into the skin savagely, Aleen cries out and digs her skin into my back, I pull out of her till I reach the tip, she holds her breath, and when I slam back inside her, her moan of
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Aleen POV::I am on fire. Everywhere. Insatiable. Choked full with lust. White hot and blinding. I stop grinding when I know I am about to tip over the edge. Stephane's breathing gets shallower and shallower, desperate little whimpers escaping him that gives me such an ego boost that my leg muscles refuse to tire out. I adjust again, sinking down into him completely, till I feel the tip of his cock deep inside so that I can't even breath around his thickness stretching me out. With my eyes shut tight, I try to catch my breath. There is a bead of sweat on my forehead despite the fact that the room is air-conditioned. "You feel so good inside me, daddy. I want to be like this all the time." I tell him, knowing it is the truth. He feels too fucking good inside me like this. "My little nymph. You are perfect." He says, leaning forward to take my mouth in a searing kiss that only makes me flood around him and throb for more. I start bouncing, slowly, the angle is sharp and overwhelming,
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"What do I look like, Aleen?" He asks, eyes on me, heat radiating through the dark depths of them at me. My cheeks are flaming, I can't hold his eyes for long, I keep looking away. But then I will be pulled back in, and again, I will have to look away. Like being subject to the irresistible pull of a magnet."I don't know..." I shrug, focusing on my steak like it is the most interesting thing on the table. Mine is medium rare and his is rare, juicy red meat under his knife as he cuts a piece to eat. He even knows how I like my steak. There are a number of ways through which he would know, but I still find it fascinating. It is fair to say I am quite easily impressed. "You do. Tell me." He would not let it go. I decide to just go for it. What is the worse that can happen? "Well. Hot. You are very sexy, Stephane. For your age, that is." I add the last bit as a snark to lighten the heat of my compliments. I don't want him to know how hard my heart is beating because of it. "Well, than
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Stephane pulls me into a kiss, taking the words from my lips and turning them into a sigh. He kisses me long and hard, like I wasn't just sucking him off. I am sure he can taste himself on my tongue and he doesn't seem to mind, kissing me mindless with his usual expertise, I melt in his arms. How can I not fall for him? What chances do I have? Falling for him is a force that bends my will like it is soft yielding metal. There is only so much I can do about it."You are everything." He says when he pulls back from the kiss, resting his forehead against mine, I breathe him in, refusing to open my eyes because if I do, then he will see everything I am incapable of saying. Everything I am incapable of hiding properly. So I keep them closed and smile shyly. "Thank you?" I say, and he chuckles, the humour vibrating through his body, I feel it in his chest, solid and reassuring against mine. And bare. His nipples are like pebbles against mine, hard. I am still so turned on. I want to bounc
