“Are you embarrassed?” He asked me as if he could read my mind.“Yes ... please stop,” I replied hugging my breasts tighter to myself.“Stop? But I haven’t even started...”, Lucien replied leaning in to nibble gently on my earlobe.... At that same moment outside of Natalia’s room, Angela and Zak were engaged in conversation.Angela couldn’t find Lucien anywhere no matter where she looked. He wasn’t in his room and didn’t answer any of her calls when she called his mobile. Without any options left, she was on her way to pay Natalia a visit in her room. It would be a bonus if she found Lucien there but if not, she could give that little orphan girl a piece of her mind.That orphan girl and her rotten attitude towards me on this trip is pissing me off. At first, she acted all sweet and nice when we first met but all of that was obviously fake. She hates the idea of me marrying her father and stealing him away. Of course, she’s been leeching off of Lucien for ten years even after her slu
“Ah ... Ah ... because ... we’re ... ah ... you’re ... my father,” I finally finished my sentence amid all my moaning and panting. Lucien is my stepfather, although, I wish he wasn’t.“So, if I stop being your stepfather; there wouldn’t be a problem?” Lucien asked. I was speechless, I didn’t know at that moment what I wanted. If he stopped being my stepfather, what would that mean? Would we still be able to live together like we always have? Would I ever see him again?“No ... please ... I don’t want to lose you,” I whispered as tears stung the back of my eyes. I turned to look at him.“You can’t lose me. I won’t let you go ... I can’t let you go anymore,” Lucien whispered heatedly.The next thing I know, his lips were crushing against mine. His hands cupped the sides of my face preventing my escape as he kissed me hard and passionately. His hot lips on mine, his hot tongue seeking and probing in between my lips, requesting for entry into my wet mouth. I moaned as I opened my lips to
His finger teased my hole as he curled his finger to touch the upper parts of my walls, trying to find my pleasurable spot. It wasn’t long until his expert finger found my spot and started rubbing it hard and fast making me jerk my hips up and down in abandon. The warm water that accompanied the entrance of his finger inside me only acted to turn me on even more. Lucien thrusted his finger in and out of me in rapid motion and I moaned loudly just as he wanted me to. I panted and called out his name numerous times between my pants and moans.“Your pussy is so tight, it’s sucking in my finger. Let’s see if it can take one more?”, Lucien murmured with curiosity before screwing in another thick finger into my pussy. I lifted my hips and widen my legs to take in two of his thick and long fingers at the same time. His fingers feel so good, it is thick and long and able to reach my inner depths. The depths that I couldn’t reach while pleasuring myself are being stimulated royally by Lucien’s
When I feel her nod in agreement, I release my hand around her throat and replace it with my mouth. The need to leave a mark on her rides me hard. She moans into my hand, making me suck her harder. Yeah, that will definitely leave a mark. Look at me, like a fucking high school kid leaving a hickey, sneaking into her room at night. I’d never marked a woman in my life. I can’t wait to walk past her tomorrow and see it on display. Everyone will know she belongs to someone.Using my free hand, I push her tee up to grab onto one of her tits. I didn’t know an eighteen-year old could have tits as big as hers, but the proof is in my hand. I knead and pull on one, making the nipple even harder. Her legs spread wider for me, begging me to take her.I should make sure she's completely ready to take me, eat her sweet cunt until her juices cover my face, but I can't. I have no control left. It all left the second her phone rang after dinner tonight while we were cleaning up the dishes. Her parents
It doesn’t take her long to see how I want her to move. She slides back and forth on my cock, her juices coating me more. She looks like a goddess on top of me. Her hips sway, her tits softly bouncing, her nipples hard and begging for my attention, her head thrown back, her curly blonde hair so long it brushes my balls as she rides me.Releasing one of her hips, I slide my fingers between her pussy lips, finding her hard little clit. Her body jerks in response, her juices covering me, making me wish I’d had the control to have eaten her cunt before I took her. I could have her taste on my mouth right now.“Tell me you're mine. No one else touches you.” I need her to reassure me after the little stunt she pulled tonight.She responds instantly. “I’m yours, only yours.”I strum her clit a little faster, her words almost sending me over the edge. I need her to cum, for her to milk my release out of me.“Then cum for me. Work all that cum out of my cock. Take me deep inside you,” I grunt.
I raise my beer and knock it against his. “Here’s hoping my first year as a high school football coach is a winning season.”I had been talking to Phil one day, telling him how much I missed being a part of the sport, even though I didn’t have the urge to play anymore. He told me his local high school was looking for a new head coach and I would be a perfect fit. Not soon after, I interviewed, got the job instantly, and made the move. Only my new house wasn’t finished so Phil offered to let me crash with them this summer while I waited.“I’ll drink to that. Oh, and to your house being finished next week,” he laughs and we clink bottles.“Remind me never to build again. It’s taken them a month longer than they said, but they’ve guaranteed it by next Friday. Either way, I appreciate you letting me stay with you this summer. It’s clear those boys needed me here as soon as possible; they were a fucking mess. I thought I was going to have to do three a days if that’s even possible.”Phil l
“Megan?” I hear Phil calling from the back of the house. I feel the woman in my arms freeze, no longer rubbing up against me.“Hey, we better get out there before Megan walks in. Give me your number. I want to see you again,” I say, looking down and searching her eyes, but her big-framed glasses hide them from me. Shit. I can’t remember the last time I asked for a chick’s number. Normally they are slipping them to me, but no way am I letting this one get away. Something about her feels different. Feels right.The woman giggles and leans up on her tip toes, licking my neck and giving it a small bite, like she needs a taste of me. I nearly cum in my pants, and just as I’m about to, she pulls back, ducks under my arm, and walks down the hallway. I watch her go, feeling like I just got hit by a linebacker, and before I know it, I’m following behind her, watching her ass wiggle.“Megan! There you are!” I see Phil scoop up the woman, giving her a big hug. Then I hear Janet scream “Megan!” w
She’s a dork. And fuck, why does that turn me on even more? Get it together, Chris. Shutting her door, I try to push all thoughts of Megan out of my head. Off limits. I tell myself again. When I get back to the deck, I look around for Croy, and my jaw tightens when I spot him. Megan has her back pushed to the wall of the house, and I see Croy leaning into her, his hand resting beside her head. She’s smiling at whatever he is saying.I have the sudden urge to punch him right in the face, which is contrary to what I’ve been doing all summer: making sure his ass doesn’t get hurt so our season doesn't go to shit. Wouldn't look too good if the coach punched the starting quarterback right in his pretty-boy face.“Anderson!” I snap his last name like we’re at practice, and it achieves the effect I want. He snaps to attention, looking like a deer in headlights. “Here’s your book. Now get your ass home and get some rest. We had a long day today.”“Sure thing, Coach,” he says, but not before he