His Nasty Little Pussy

DADDY’S KEPT SATISFIED: A QUICKIE

Mom’s out of town for the weekend, and I’m so excited. Now’s the perfect time to stop procrastinating and go after what I want. I broke up with my boyfriend Dustin just a few weeks ago. I made sure he took my virginity before I did. Now that my cherry’s popped, it’s time to move on to better things.

Better things like my stepdad… Zack.

Zack and mom have been married for about five years. That being said, they have a strange relationship. Mom almost never spends time at home with him. She’s almost always working and spending time with her friends. You’d think a woman would want to be around her husband, but it seemed she didn’t care. She figured a 48 year old wouldn’t want anything with an 18 year old like me, or the other way around.

I took an immediate liking to Zack, and even started calling him Dad after they tied the knot. I liked the fact that he wasn’t bothered by having me around, unlike my stepmother who pretty much forced my dad to isolate me from their new family.

Anyway, Zack has been really great to me, to the point where when my hormones surged and I became a teenager, I realized I had a little bit of a crush on him. I masked it by calling him Dad… and sometimes Daddy. He was none the wiser.

But now, at 18, I was ready to consummate my desire for him. And I didn’t think my mother would mind either. See, I’d overheard a few conversations she’d had with one of her best friends. She cried, bemoaning the fact that after giving her all, she still had too low of a libido to please Zack.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do,” she whispered into the phone. “I know he’ll leave if I can’t fix my issue.”

Even though it was shocking to hear, realizing there was a need left unfulfilled-and one that I was more than happy to satisfy-filled me with sexy, delicious tingles. It sounded crazy-really crazy-considering the fact that I didn’t have much sexual experience. Yet and still, I was so attracted to Zack that I was willing to do anything, especially for the sake of keeping him

in our lives.

After Mom left for another one of her work trips, I made my move. That evening, she called us after she checked into the hotel. Portland, Oregon was rainy as usual, and she was tired from the travel, so she only confirmed she’d made it to her room safely and that she’d call us tomorrow.

Zack retired to his room early, annoyed that his team didn’t win their game. I knew the rest of his night would be spent in bed, watching Law and Order so he wouldn’t be disturbed. He hated to be around people when he was in a bad mood; I didn’t blame him. He could be quite the grumpster if you left him to his devices.

Right before bed, I took my nightly shower. I checked myself out when I toweled off in the mirror. I was petite, about 5’1″, with dark brown hair and gray eyes. I had a signature mole on my upper lip, giving me a sexy Marilyn

Monroe look. If Marilyn had gray eyes and long wavy hair. My breasts weren’t large, B cups, but they were perky with perfectly smooth round brown nipples. My belly button was pierced, and my tiny bubble butt gave me the perfect figure. My dark brown locks reached to the middle of my back.

I had the cute cheerleader look… and I needed to use it. Now.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Wearing nothing but my towel, I left the bathroom and went to check on

Zack. The door was cracked open, and I could see the TV playing MASH.

Everybody knows, nobody watches that stupid show, which meant Zack was asleep.

I pushed the door open a little more, allowing me to get a clear view. As I thought, Zack was knocked out cold. He laid on his back, one foot crossed

on top of the other as he snored softly. The remote had fallen loose to the side of his hand, and he was wearing just his boxers.

I licked my lips, checking out the happy trail leading down into his boxers. He looked so primed for me. The stars were aligning… I was scared, mildly, of waking him up before I got him in my mouth. I crawled on the bed, catlike, doing my best not to rouse him. The slit in his underwear was conveniently open, and all I had to do was reach in and fish his dick out. Even soft, it was a nice size, with a vein running along the underside.

Knowing that time was on my side, but not enough to wait and waste my opportunity, I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and wrapped my tongue around his meat. Feeling the soft, squishy tube in my mouth, I moaned.

Whatever flavor of lube he used, it was fruity and sweet, making the job even easier.

All the practice I got sucking Dustin’s cock came in handy. Daddy’s cock rose nearly immediately, growing with each stroke of my lips up and down his length. Holding him at the base, I ran my tongue along the underside of his cock’s length.

Daddy snoring quieted. Low moans emerged. His fingers entwined themselves in my hair, massaging my scalp lightly as I pleasured him. I sucked his length nice and slow a few times, then licked around the head, swirling the tip of my tongue on his lollipop.

“Mmmm, Kelsey.” Zack moaned. He clearly thought I was my mother, but that didn’t matter. I didn’t need recognition. His cock was in my mouth and my pussy was getting so wet as a result.

“Yes, baby, suck my cock.” I looked up to see his eyes were still closed. He wasn’t even fully awake yet. Propping my ass in the air, I reached down to rub on my hardening clit as his hips started rocking in rhythm to my sucks.

His hand moved to my ass, and I turned to look. Zack’s eyes were open, and a lewd smile crossed his lips as he realized it was me sucking him off, not mom.

“You naughty little girl…” He closed his eyes and thrust a little harder in his rhythm. “You have no idea… how long I’ve wanted to shove my cock in your mouth… And here you are, sucking me deep. This is a dream come true.”

He squeezed my ass, further encouraging my ministrations as I worked him over with my lips and tongue. His fingers, thick and mature, slid down between my lips, causing him to gasp at how wet my cunt was. “Fuck, Babygirl. You’re wet for some Daddy cock. You ready to handle all this?” He pulled out the shaft and slapped it against my lips. “Tell Daddy you want to feel all nine inches of his cock inside you.”

“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned, sitting on my haunches. I began to tease him, rubbing my nipples and squeezing them for his delight. “I’ve been thinking about your hard cock inside me all day… Please fulfill my fantasies… I can’t take it.”

Zack rolled over, instructing me to lay down. Throwing the towel off the bed-which was now just wasting real estate-he positioned himself between my legs and slowly pushed himself inside. There was a slight pause as his eyes rolled at the feeling of my raw, bareback pussy, wet and tight.

“Your cunt feels like a suction cup,” he gasped. “How the fuck are you so tight?”

It was a question I was all too eager to answer. I wanted Daddy to know just how much I prepared for him.

“I lost my virginity a few weeks ago. I only did it once… just so it wouldn’t hurt when you put your cock inside me.”

He moaned in appreciation and raised both my legs to the ceiling, pumping in and out while praising the snug fit inside my pussy walls. I grabbed the headboard, gripping tightly to stay in place so he could push himself deep inside me. Having my legs up gave him such a thick, filling fit, and I was scared he’d split me in two. But the way he moved his hips, rolling them in circles, made me cream with joy.

“You know this is so fucking wrong…” He growled, pumping me.

“Mom told her friend she can’t fuck you as much as you want…” “But I’m your stepfather…” He gasped as he registered this. “This is so fucking wrong…”

“But it feels so good, doesn’t it, Daddy?” I countered, moaning.

“Besides you’re my stepDaddy, not my real Daddy… and if I’m willing to do anything to make you happy, then you’ll stay my stepDaddy.” He groaned, in a mild mix of “this is so fucked up” and surrender to the illicit pleasure of the situation. His thrusts grew more aggressive, the sound of his cock slapping into my sloppy pussy loud and delightful. “God this pussy is so good…” He whimpered, at war with himself. But I grabbed his head with the back of my hand and forced him to kiss me.

Moaning into his mouth caused him to forget his morals and thrust harder. I was creaming, nutting, and gasping. Calling him by his name, calling him Daddy, calling him the king of the Universe inside my pussy… and everything but a child of God, when I felt a small bubble raise and fill inside me. The head of his cock pulled out just enough to rub on it, and he looked at me, feeling my g-spot come to life.

“Oooh fuck, Babygirl… you’re ready…” He pulled out enough and shallow stroked me just enough to continue stimulating just that area. I whimpered as my face crumpled into surrender.

He’s going to make me beg him to stop… because I didn’t know if I could take the intense pleasure.

“Daddy, stop… Oh my god, it’s too much. Daddy you’re too much… Please, please…”

“Say my name,” he growled.

“Daddy…”

He slammed into me, pulled out and pushed himself in just enough to hit that spot. Despite the tears running down my cheeks, and the way I was putting up a fit, he kept going, until I literally burst, squirting my pussy juices everywhere on the bed. My body wrecked on the mattress as I squirmed and convulsed, my muscles breaking down in a brutal fashion, sending me writhing hard.

“Oh, fuck…” He said, and seconds later, I felt his cock pump and pulse, filling my insides with hot, milky cum. He filled me to the brim, the sticky semen leaking down my thighs as my pussy continued to spasm on his shaft.

As he saturated me with his seed, my legs stopped trembling, and I completely melted into a subspace of ecstasy, nearly floating away.

We fell asleep, him still inside me, and drifted into bliss.