Chapter 11 I can feel another orgasm building fast, and I scream out again, "Thank you Daddy, fuck your little girl, make her be good!" Now he's growling with every stroke, plowing into me so hard he's literally lifting me off the bed by the hips with every thrust! I can feel hot wet drops on my back, and I know he's sweating hard, giving me everything he has. Until he suddenly snarls and slams into me three times, harder than all the rest. And then he begins to grunt and I know he's filling me with his cream! My cunt clamps hard around his pulsing cock and I growl through clenched teeth as the orgasm to die for finally happens! If anyone is home downstairs they must think two wild animals are loose up here! And they're right! We lie still, crumpled up on the sheets together, for several minutes, both gasping and sweating like pigs. My ass stings so bad I feel like I've been branded, and my hips hurt so bad I know I'll be black and blue for a week. And all I can think of
Synopsis At eighteen I still do what my stepfather Jackson says. He tells me to go with him to the store, I do. He tells me to go outside and help with the chores I do. What he doesn’t know is that my breasts are full. For a man who sees everything about me, he doesn’t know anything about me. The milk is hard to hide. Maybe he does know and I’m not noticing! “ Saundra, come out, here will you? I have some things that I need you to do.” I hear my stepfather Jackson calling from the pool shed. I’m coming!” I holler back. I have my bikini on because I want to go swimming. It’s too hot for me and I need to cool down. I feel the weight of my tits and bite down on my lip. Going to the pool shed I see that he’s already taking things out. “It’s the beginning of the summer and it’s too hot!” I cry out to him as I bring the chairs to the patio, setting them up. We bring the picnic table together to the patio and it’s almost all the way set up. “I think we’ve done pretty go
Chapter 2 You’re going to come to my room and get milked. You’re my hot little milkmaid after all.” He winks at me, turning away as he drinks down the bottle of my milk. It’s only then that I get off the wooden surface and run to my room. The tears are streaming down my face. I slam the bedroom door that’s rickety already. I will not go to him, I will not! I fell asleep crying. By the time that I wake up the sun is going down. It’s a little darker in my room and I get up from the bed. I’m sobbing again because my jugs have filled, and they are so heavy that I don’t even want to get up from the bed. I bring my hands under my tits and lift some of the weight. It stops some of the pain, but not a lot of it. I look at my clock and see that it’s almost bedtime anyways. The thoughts that are running through my head are shameful. I know what I have to do to get rid of the pain. I know who I have to go to. Jackson. I walk across my floor in just my bikini bottom, there
Chapter 3 I want him to go deeper. I hear him moaning and grunting louder and louder for me. Fuck, I want him. “Yes, my little milk maid can’t take it anymore. She wants her daddy, she needs her daddy.” He murmurs. “I do, I need all of you. You feel how wet I am daddy? I’ve been so wet, and I need it. I have to cum you need to keep milking me.” I whine at him, nodding my head up and down. The more I call him daddy the harder he fucks me, and I feel my pussy shaking. I know that I’m going to cum for him. “I feel you baby, daddy feels it. You’re going to squirt that hot juice onto my cock. I’m going to fill you just like these tits are filling my mouth.” He suckles harder and harder, drinking down everything that I have to offer him! He does it to the other one, only not as fast, he licks at the creamy milk that is coating my hard nipple and we watch another stream appear as he continues. “Yes, your jug is overfilled with that creamy milk. I’m going to make sure that
It is a special feeling... one which many women dream of for most of their lives. Having a handsome, older man fill her most delicate of parts with his fertile seed. Being taken and pleasured by one they love so dearly... in the most taboo of fashions. Well, we'd have the house to ourselves now at least. Mom was busy, as usual – off attending some business trip for the next few days or weeks or whatever it was. I couldn't remember the last full month that she had stayed home. And I knew it was hard on my daddy. Well, that's the man I call daddy anyway. He's actually my step-dad. The guy my mom remarried when I was 14. They've been together for 5 years now. Yeah, yeah, I'm 19 and still living at home. But the perks are nice. Free food, internet, no rent and a lax household. I couldn't complain. Daddy always wanted to treat me like his little princess too. I think he did it to impress my mom. You know, act nice and be kind to me so she'll love having him around. Althoug
CHAPTER 2 However, instead of doing that, when I saw the light sweep over my body I just made a little screeching sound. A soap-opera kind of gasp! “Daddy!” I wheezed, finally turning around and flipping over onto my back. I grabbed a pillow from the bed and placed it over my body. But I knew, just from his face alone, that he had seen my two breasts in full view. Not to mention my hot pussy there for a while. Or the tight abs that I worked hard to get. I bet he liked looking at his little girl stuck on the floor like this. My legs were still poking out from beneath the pillow. Daddy had his eyes glued to them, slowly moving up the calves and thighs, higher still until they reached my face. “What are you doing!” I asked. “All done,” he said with a smile. “Your turn!” And then the towel-clad man turned to leave, walking out of my bedroom and into the hall. I kept my eyes stuck on his crotch, peering over at the obvious bulge. How could he have managed to hide such an
CHAPTER 3 “Yes, Isabelle. I think your mother would appreciate me being the disciplinarian for once, don't you? She doesn't seem to like much else about me anymore. But maybe... if I teach you something, she'll stick around.” “I don't know, daddy,” I whispered. “I'm sorry though, if I was being bad.” Daddy was so confident, sitting beside me on the couch in his business suit with that bright red tie. I remembered buying it for him for his last birthday. “Don't be sorry, Isabelle. It's all part of growing up. Now... let's see how grown up you really are,” he nodded, licking at his lips. And all of a sudden, I felt his hand beginning to move, to slide up my leg. He was inching it down along my thigh, fast approaching the wet gash between my limbs. I had my panties around the lower half of my legs. They trapped me from spreading them any farther apart. But it didn't seem to matter to him, as he kept on with that wanton hand. I felt his fingers only a mere few inches from
Chapter 4 “I'll be anything you want me to be, daddy,” I gushed, arching my back and moaning. “Then be a helpful baby girl and get these pants off me. It's time we put that mouth of yours to use,” he instructed me, rising up. “My mouth?” I whimpered, already doubting that such a thick pole could possibly squeeze between my lips – at least not without tearing off my jaw! “Yes, Isabelle. I'm going to stick this big cock into your mouth. And you're going to like it,” he smiled, my sweet daddy. And somehow, he was able to convince me that it would, definitely, be a wonderful experience. And so I reached up, slowly undoing his pants (my forearm brushed against his erect penis several times, and my god, it was so solid!). “Pull them down,” he repeated. I did as he told me, yanking the pants along with his boxers (by accident though) straight down his legs. And here, I watched as that large mass of meat came springing back up, nearly whacking me in the face! It looked so se