Good Girl

We stay like this for what feels like hours. Every time we fuck we stay on top of each other and she doesn’t get off. I swear she must be full to the brim by now. Her cunt must be so rammed with cum it will come flooding out when she does eventually move.

But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I fuck her one last time before dinner, I pin her down against the side of the hot tub. I’m aggressive, domineering, but she seems to get off on it because as I pound almost mercilessly into her she cums harder than ever.

My sweet Lolita. My beautiful stepdaughter.

I really am moulding her.

When we get out I do the gentlemanly thing and give her a few minutes privacy. She’s quick to wrap a towel around herself but as she half runs to the shower I can see it, my cum dripping down her legs. And fuck what a sight.

She squeals when she realises I’ve seen and I can’t help but laugh.

Our food arrives and we sit in bathrobes and eat. Eden eyes all the seafood with a hunger I know I’ve helped create and watch as she digs in.

Christ she’s even beautiful when she eats.

“What?” She says looking at me and I shake my head slightly.

“Nothing.”

She leans back in her chair, looking around, taking in the view and then I feel her eyes back on me.

“Thank you for this.” She murmurs.

“For whisking you off so that I can have my wicked way with you?” I smirk.

She laughs. “Perhaps. But I meant that you didn’t need to do this. We could have stayed at home, we could have, you know…” She pulls a suggestive face. “Fucked there.”

“Yeah we could have.” I reply. “But I wanted to do this. I wanted to show you how I would treat you if I could.”

“So it’d be fine hotels and fancy food then?”

“And you bouncing on my cock at every opportunity.” I state.

“Hmmm that sounds quite an ask.” She says.

“Does it?”

“Well, if your cock is inside me then how can I suck on it as much as I want?”

My jaw drops and now it’s her turn to laugh.

“Why don’t you have a gag reflex?” I ask.

She hesitates and then sighs. “Will you judge me if I tell you the truth?”

“I don’t think I’m in a position to judge anyone and I certainly won’t judge you.”

“It was a way to distract boys when they wanted to have sex.” She states.

“What?”

“If I sucked them off then they wouldn’t pester to fuck me and I guess I just trained myself to not have one.”

“You could have just said no.” I half growl. I’m not angry at her. I’m angry at the fact she felt that was her only option.

“True. I could have and I did a lot of the times. But I like it. I like the feel of it, the taste of it, the way…”

“Stop.” I say and she does. “I don’t think I want to hear about you sucking other cocks.”

“If it makes you feel better I only want to suck yours from now on.”

I narrow my eyes for a moment. I know my jealousy is unfounded, hypocritical even, but I can’t help feeling it anyway. “Eden I don’t want you with anyone else.” I say before I can stop myself.

“I’m not. I haven’t been. Not since we started this.” She says so seriously.

“I know it’s unreasonable.” I state. “I know I’m being a jerk right now.”

“You’re not.” She says. “If I could I’d ask you to leave her, but I know it’s not my place.”

I screw my face up for a second. “If I could I would.” I admit. “I just need time. And I appreciate how cliché that sounds, how every man says that to his mistress but I mean it…”

“So I’m your mistress am I?” She says half grinning and I grin too.

“Yeah I guess you are.”

“Do you still have sex with her?”

“No.” I see her face visibly react. See her body react too. “And I won’t. I won’t be with anyone else except you.”

She gets up walking around the table and sits on my lap. “It sounds like we’re on the same page then.”

“It does doesn’t it?” I reply.

“How about you eat your dinner and then you can show your mistress how good you can fuck her?” She says.

I groan. God she’s insatiable. I feel like I’ve opened pandora’s box but I love it all the same.

“How about you put that lack of gag reflex to good use and suck Daddy while he eats?” I say and she grins like I’ve just offered her the world.

“Oh Daddy.” She says getting off my lap and I move my chair back just a little so that she can fit between my legs and the table top.

She unfolds the robe and of course King Dom is raring to go. She glances up at me, I think she likes the fact that I watch her and she starts working her charm as I groan and hold her head with one hand and eat as best I can with the other.