Step Stalker

“Oh fuck.” I fist the hair on the back of her head, guiding her closer to my lap. “I can’t believe I’m letting you suck me off in a parking lot. I just need that mouth so bad.”

“I want to give it to you so bad,” she whispers, her tongue flicking my engorged head. Rendering me speechless, my lungs pressurized with the breath I’m holding. I let it out in a growling rush when she runs her tongue through my slit and takes me between her lips, half of my thickness sinking into the warm, wet cave of her mouth.

“Jesus Christ,” I pant, my eyes rolling into the back of my head when she starts to bob that pretty head, fucking me with her mouth, the suction and grazing of her teeth straight out of heaven. “Paid real close attention to that lesson from your friends, didn’t you? Goddamn. You were born to suck cock, little girl. That’s it. Deeper. Deeper. That’s my best baby girl.”

Lula moans around me, scooting closer on her knees, as if I’m a water tap and she’s dying of thirst. She cages my length in her fists, dragging them up and down along with her mouth, turning me inside out. It’s the thorough, sloppy, enthusiastic suck job of every man’s dreams.

“Going to fuck you so hard for this. Going to make you come like a horny back-alley girl,” I say on a gravelly exhale, my upper lip starting to perspire, along with my chest. My forehead. The smooth, sexual treatment from my stepsister’s mouth is making my clothes stick to my body, my balls humming with seed between my legs, aching to be empty. I could easily drain my spend into her perfect little mouth right now, but it has to be inside of her. In that hot, young cunt. We made a lot of progress tonight. She’s starting to trust the promises I’m making her. But a soldier always has a back-up plan. If she hesitates to become my wife or gives me any more nonsense about taking time to think, to settle into my new civilian life, I’ll damn well make sure she’s pregnant. Unable to escape me.

Lula is mine.

I’ll spend my life with her by fair means or foul.

Yeah, my release isn’t going anywhere but straight to her womb. Problem is, the girl is enjoying the shit out of my cock. It’s an incredible sight. One that makes me hotter than sin. The way her eyes are squeezed shut, the way she makes a savoring sound every time she sinks down on that fat johnson. Have to stop. I have to stop soon. But my fingers move of their own accord, wrapping themselves in her hair, pumping my dick into her suctioning mouth, precome firing from my tip and landing on the back of her throat, making her choke a little bit, a tear rolling down her cheek from the pressure of my growing length, the way I prod her gag reflex. And even those details seem to make her more eager, her hands jerking me harder, faster, saliva on her chin.

Jesus, she’s perfect, perfect, perfect.

I’m on fire with lust, my climax beginning to peek over the horizon, an ominous tingle wrapping around the lower half of my spine. “Lula. Lula. You suck Daddy so good,” I groan, rocking my hips. “But baby, baby, baby, you have to stop before I nut. Christ.”

Subtly, she shakes her head, taking me even deeper. Nearly collapsing my knees.

My nostrils flare, pleasure spearing me—and I can’t stop myself from tunneling to the back of her throat, holding her face against my lap and grinding once, before using my grip in her hair to tug her off me. She coughs once, whimpers my name and tries to slide me between her lips again. God almighty. If I allow that, it’s game over, so I yank my stepsister to her feet, capturing her incredible mouth with mine, distracting her with a kiss while I gather the material of her panties and rip them clean off.

I look her straight in the eye and shove two fingers up into her cunt, making her cry out in pleasure, her arousal dripping into my palm, sliding down my knuckles. “Fuck yes, there’s my wet princess,” I growl against her mouth. “Get up here on this dick.”

Some of the haze clears in her eyes and she glances down between us. “You mean just…” She gestures between our bodies. “How?”

“How what?” I’m too worked up to discern what she’s trying to ask me. I wrap a forearm around Lula’s back and lift her up, shifting my hips, searching for friction. Her friction. The perfection I never knew existed until her. “Get those hot-ass thighs around me. Now, Lula.”

Her eyes widen and they snap up, locking around me and I can’t wait, I can’t wait. I’m about to come from the warm pillowing of her legs perching my hips, those delicious breasts that swell with her every breath right in front of my face. No, I can’t go another second, so I rocket my cock up inside of her and bounce my tight little girl up and down, the wet slaps of our sex loud in the parking lot. “Y-you’re holding me up so easily…” she whimpers, her fingers curling into my shoulder.