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His cock jumps between us again, rubbing against my clit and I moan. “Seems like that turns you on, Daddy Dearest.”
He sits up, his pale skin glistening with sweat, and turns on the light next to my bed. “Stassia…we can’t.”
“Dominic…”
“No, Stass. I’m your stepfather and you just graduated high school.”
“So what?”
“I was your Principal. I’ve known you since you were ten years old. You know how fucked up this is?” He moves me off of him and begins to pace slowly next to the bed. “No. Fuck. I can’t believe I let things go this far. Your mother would kill me. I’m supposed to protect you and keep you safe, not…” He kneels on the floor next to his bed, and because of how tall he is, we’re almost at eye level with me sitting on the bed. “Stassia, please don’t hate me for this.”
“I don’t…I won’t hate you, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
He nods. “I hope you know…in another life.” He lets out a breath. “If you weren’t…you, and I wasn’t…me, I’d want you. I do want you. I just…can’t have you.”
I listen to Dominic pacing in his room for two more hours before I think he must have fallen asleep. In that time, I’ve masturbated twice thinking about my stepfather and I’m still horny. I’ve watched porn and read some erotica which only makes it clearer that the only thing I want is for the man one room over to make me come, and not much else can fill that void. I slide my shorts down my legs for the third time, prepared to fuck myself with the vibrator I’d brought along when a better idea comes to mind.
A better,bolderidea.
I leave my thong on and pull on a tight tank top over my tits before creeping out of my bedroom. I make my way down the hallway, careful not to hit the floorboards that creak louder than the others. I make my way to his room and take a deep breath, half wishing I’d snuck a shot of something. I push my way into his room and find him snoring softly on top of his covers.
Even better.
He’s shirtless, lying on his back with one hand down his shorts and one over his head. I bite my bottom lip, wanting to take a peek under his shorts but I worry that will definitely wake him up and successfully derail my plans. I move slowly to the other side of the bed and slide up next to him. The room is dark except for the moon that is illuminating the room, allowing me to see his handsome face and muscular physique. I run my gaze down the hard planes of his body and up to that chiseled stubbly jaw that I desperately want to feel scraping the skin between my thighs.
I take a deep breath, praying that this whole plan doesn’t backfire and slowly move my panties down my legs. I toss them, and I hear the wet fabric hitting the floor with a gentle thud. My eyes sweep back to Dominic, hoping he didn’t hear that, but he’s still snoring softly. I get up on my knees and before I let my nerves talk me out of it, I straddle his neck as carefully as possible. My clit throbs almost painfully at the idea of masturbating over my stepfather while he sleeps peacefully and the need to touch myself overwhelms me. I run my fingers between my wet folds and let a sigh escape from between my lips.
I begin rubbing harder and faster as my third orgasm in an hour builds in my belly. I get super wet whenever I’m turned on, so I’m not surprised that I’m already soaked and the juices are sliding down my fingers. I look down and note he’s still sleeping soundly, so I allow myself to get more into it. Rocking harder, my moves become more erratic and my breathing gets equally uneven. I’m not sure what I’m expecting if he wakes up, but I’m hoping that the scent of my pussy will make the decision for him. I close my eyes and continue to rub, moving back and forth against my hand, and just as my body starts to hum and I feel myself begin to lose control, I hear my name whispered faintly.
I freeze and with two fingers resting on my clit, I look down and see Dominic staring up at me. “Stassia, what the fuck?” he growls. He sounds angry but he makes no effort to move me from over his face. Instead, he closes his eyes and leans up slightly with his face no more than an inch from my pussy and inhalesdeeply.
“Have you come yet?” His pulse flickers in his neck and I can see his tongue dart out to wet his lips.
I shake my head to tell him I haven’t and without another word, he removes my fingers from inside of me. He stares at my hand for a second before they’re in his mouth, his tongue swirling around my coated fingers, and then his eyes find mine. “Put your hands on the headboard.”
“Why?”
“Because, Princess, you need leverage for when you ride my face.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
That’s the only word that runs through my head as I lap at Stassia’s wet cunt. I lick everything she has to offer, using my tongue to make love to her pretty clit. She’s so sensitive; every time it ghosts over it, she whines and grinds her pussy harder against my face.
Fuck. I wish I could see more. I wish I could see her pussy. See those beautiful brown eyes that can make me weak in the knees staring down at me between smooth legs.
Fuck this.
I pull back and she whimpers in protest. “I’m not stopping. I just want to see you. Hit the light,” I command and she obeys. My cock throbs at her eagerness to share her body with me especially when she peels off her top exposing that fucking nipple ring again.
I almost impaled her with my dick the second I saw it. A nipple ring and two tattoos. It’s like God made this girl with the sign that said “Insert Dominic Callahan’s dick here.”
Shame washes over me as the thought floats across my mind, but the feeling is instantly forgotten when she moves back to hover over me. “Wait. Do you want to sit on my face? Or lie on your back?”
“I…I have to choose?” Her face is innocent but I hear the implication loud and clear.Both.
“No. You don’t.” I smile up at her and she smiles back. A toothy perfect grin that I’ve only seen a handful of times and never directed at me. “You’re so gorgeous. I’ve always thought so.”
Her face falls slightly, and I wonder what’s caused this sharp change in her mood. “Because I look like my mother?”
