"Looks like you really enjoyed it." Mom smiled at me and my flushed face. She couldn't know…
"Yeah that pepper left me a bit breathless, but I don't fancy having to eat it again after watching you two!" I kept the edge out of my voice and stayed with the jovial tone. But looking at Kurt in tight polo shirt, there was only one thing I wanted more of.
His hands on me, hot breath on my skin, his big sturdy body rocking into me- the fantasy played out in my head as my fingers trailed down my sensitive skin. I was on the couch in the cabin, the sun was almost down, mom and Kurt were talking outside on the porch. My hand reached my hairless pussy and teased around the outside, being around Kurt while he was behaving like that was too much. Even in the dull times it was hard to ignore his thick frame hanging over me, thrusting driving me further and further into the grips of pleasure-I rubbed my slick clit but jerked my hand away when I heard mom's giggling near the window.
"You just wait for tonight, come to the shed and I'll have a surprise waiting for you!" The sultry tone filled me with frustration, I'd be lying if jealousy wasn't also twisting around my heart as she spoke. Out of the heat and frustration, I felt a plan beginning to form, a plan that would get me exactly what I wanted. All that was needed was an excuse to call mom away in a few hours so that she'd send me to tell Kurt she was busy. An evil smile formed on my lips and my tongue poked out as if to lap it up.
It was dark in the shed, but for a single light shining on a black scarf and a note I'd written telling Kurt to put it on and wait. My heart thumped, threatening to echo around the shed walls, I was so nervous, I'm gonna jump my stepfather. All I needed was for him to take the bait. It was taking too long, what could be going wrong? That was when I heard someone open the door. I felt a surge of anxiety, sweat forming under the collar of my tank top. I watched Kurt read the note and take the scarf. He chuckled, tying the scarf over his eyes, this was my chance to pounce. I moved toward the door and locked it.
"Puddin'?" he asked, his smirk still present.
"Oh being quiet are we?" He kept on trying to fill the darkness with words. I sashayed toward him the sound of my footsteps bringing his attention to me. I brought my finger all the way down his muscular body to his jeans and undid them.
I couldn't get enough of his smell, that Earthy musk that drove me wild. I rubbed up and down his underwear, feeling his hardness while he groaned. He was hard, he groaned! It was me, his stepdaughter getting these reactions out of him. There was something about the knowledge that this thick meaty package was hard for me despite the fact that it shouldn't be. I traced my fingers, walking them down from under his belly button, following his black snail trail all the way into his underwear. I fished out his length, the scent grew that much stronger and so too did my lust. I gripped him, my hand barely fitting around him and gave him a test squeeze. This is gonna take my virginity? The thought filled me with some apprehension, I couldn't imagine fitting t inside me, but I couldn't imagine not trying now that it was so close. I stroked up and down my stepfather's beautiful cock, my eyes growing wide at the sight of the sticky pre-cum forming on his tip. I wanted nothing more than to give him a taste of my mouth, while my mouth gets a taste of him. But I was a bit scared, I didn't want to do anything stupid, so I just kept going the course. I stroked him faster, my hand twisting toward the head and he groaned again.
"God, this feels different, it feels so much better than usual!" He grunted out his words from a clenched jaw. A surge of pride flooded me while my panties flooded with my lust. If only he knew mom was off getting condoms while his stepdaughter was right there, stroking his hard dick. The sound of his grunting, the smell of his sweat, his sex, the feel of his throbbing rock-solid prick it drove me wild. His grunts became more frequent and I knew he was getting close. I want it, I want it, I want this so bad! I never knew quite how much I wanted to give my stepfather so much pleasure he'd cum from just my hand.
"Fuck! What the fuck has gotten into you, this is so good!" Then his cock swelled, a thick load of cum shooting up from his musky balls and shooting out all over my hand. I shivered watching him jerk his hips in pleasure.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I licked the cum from my fingers while Kurt reeled. He looked so sexy, shirtless, pants-less and blindfolded. But looking at his still hard length I didn't feel any confidence at being able to take that inside me. I felt conflicted, I didn't want to stop here, I didn't want to chicken out, not when I'd finally gotten the prize of my all too frequent dreams. With the lust pumping blood to my crotch, I pressed Kurt to the floor, then straddled his face. I was face-to-face with his junk and my wet pussy was hovering above his face.
"You smell different, must be the blindfold obscuring my vision and heightening-oh" I cut Kurt off midsentence by taking his cum soaked cock in my mouth. Salty, thick and wa
rm the sauce of the source of my pride filled my mouth. I swirled my tongue around his head, licking up any and all cum I could find while he jerked and thrust his sill sensitive cock around. I bobbed my head up and down pushing his cock further and further down my throat. I could hear him giving growls of pleasure in-between the slobbery sound of his cock going in and out of my mouth. That was when my breath got taken away. Kurt had rubbed his nose against my dripping pussy. I rolled my hips down in reaction grinding against his face. His tongue caressed my pussy, licking up and down my slit and teasing around the edge of my clit.
"Did you shave your pussy?" He panted barely getting the words out from my hot, juicy, pussy. I ground into him rocking backward and forward taking his cock deeper into my mouth, it was difficult to move my tongue with his meat filling my mouth but I managed to flick his head on the way in and out of my mouth.
"You taste so good sweety!" I mewled out loud and quickly bit my lip. The pleasure was getting to me, but I couldn't let the cat out of the bag, not when I was so close. It feels so good having my stepfather eat me out. His tongue made its way inside me briefly and I sat back to grind on his tongue, shaking and rocking my hips. I took his length back inside my mouth and sucked lightly, increasing the pressure gradually. Then a shadow fell over me, surprised I looked at the window and saw my mother peering in trying to make sense of the darkness. She fumbled with the door which I was so thankful I locked, it was clear she couldn't quite make out anything inside.
"Kurt are you in there?" She called out.
"What the-" I squashed Kurt's words before they got too loud with my pussy. I was so close and I knew he was too. I rubbed up and down his face while I licked his salty prick teasing him toward the orgasm I knew was cumming.
"Surprise Daddy" I used my most sultry voice. Then he swore and I knew he was too far gone, he thrust his hips up against my face and I bobbed faster, harder, I could feel his thick length hitting the back of my throat and I moaned, eyes watering. I used my hands to massage his balls and stroke his length. Then he came, thick hot jets of salty jizz flooding my throat. I made him cum twice! The pleasure welled up inside me as I felt my own climax nearing, he'd stopped licking me, but I just rubbed against his nose, the delightful pleasure of it flicking across my clit was enough to leave me quivering and shaking on top of him. My muscles tightened and relaxed, paroxysms rippling across my body as the hot pleasure flooded my extremities from my pussy and clit. Laying there, chest heaving, I could feel Kurt shift underneath me. Post climax clarity must be kicking in. I was disappointed I hadn't the chance to ride him, but I could tell he was furious, he ripped off the blindfold while my eyelids fluttered and what I saw wasn't fury, but horror. He rubbed at his eyes and shook his head, looking more than a little sick before fumbling with the lock at the door, trying to get it open without dropping his clothes. My prey got away.
* * *
It's almost lunch, everything is quiet, Kurt has his rifle prepared and is in his element. The only reason he could probably stand to be around me is because we're out here, he concentrated hard on any prey that might happen to appear. Mom stood next to him, crouched, she tried to look interested but I could see that the hunt was not something that gripped her. "Never underestimate your prey, you never know what might make you its own prey." Kurt said the words in a whisper, he tried to get her in the spirit for it but it was hot and she was clearly impatient.
"Hon, I might go get lunch ready if that's okay? I don't want to disturb your hunt." Then she looked at me and leaned in in a low voice.
"Maybe it'll be a chance to bond with your daughter." I saw Kurt twitch at that, I could see he was thinking about fleeing, going with mom to sort out lunch, but the hunt drew his eyes back and he merely nodded. This was another chance for me, all I needed to do was set up the bait properly. As soon as Mom left I took off my shorts and my bra with as little noise as possible. All that was left on me was my black thong and the white tank-top which barely hid my breasts. After a minute passed I moved forward, watched my path was clear of leaves or twigs and approached Kurt in silence. A great chestnut stag appeared in Kurt's sight. I saw him react it took him a moment to look for me to tell me the news. When he took his eyes from the scope of his rifle he noticed me in front of him, a few feet away leaning against a tree. My hands were raised above me against it showing off my pert young, perfect body. My chest heaved, hard nipples poking against the fabric of the tank-top moving up and down. I scrunched my eyes closed and waited.
"Laura get over here, it's not safe!" He shot out the warning with a whisper. I did my best to look scared, as I swayed toward him, my hips rocking side to side as I watched his eyes drink in the sight of my almost naked body. He struggled to choose between my tits and my pussy while I walked over toward him and when I was close enough I leapt on him, hugging him.
"I was so scared!" I said, not worrying too much about my voice, the important thing was skin contact. As I held him I rubbed my breasts against him. With one arm he held me and looked to move me, following the motion of his hand I twirled in his grip and ground my ass against his cock instead, my hands on my knees. I played it off as need to be close before moving to my knees in front of him while he held his rifle. That was when my own confident smirk arrived. I could see in his shorts that he was hard and I decided I was going to hold his rifle. My hand rubbed up and down the outline of his erection. Keeping quiet and trying not to startle him. Then I pulled out his cock, hearing his hot breath come out in unsteady heaves. He was torn in concentration, his training not letting him move, but my movements being more than he could handle. I licked the tip of his cock, my tongue washed around the head. His familiar Earthy musk flooded my senses and the pilot light of lust flared up. My hand gripped the base of his cock, the trap was sprung and now that I've gotten my hands on him, there was very little chance I was going to let my prey go. I licked all along his length and moaned appreciatively before I took his head into my mouth again. I sucked lightly on him, my tongue flicking across his tip when I heard him groan with pleasure. It felt so good to hear him start to give in, there was something so satisfying hearing him vocalize the pleasure I gave him. He jerked, he tried and failed to control his hips, but it was clear I was in control. I bobbed down his length, my hand stroked up to meet my mouth and my other caressed his big balls. I popped the head out of my mouth and licked down to his balls, taking one of the musky semen tanks into my mouth and sucking gently, before moving to the other. Kurt moaned a little too loudly and the stag ran off, I licked up his dick to his tip and took him back in my mouth for the last time. Kurt swore in frustration and pleasure as my mouth bobbed up and down furiously, the head of his dick reached the back of my throat and started to breach the entrance to my throat. My mascara smudged as I fought to keep his dick down as far and as long as I could. Then Kurt growled and grabbed my hair.
He was so close, I knew he had been really close, I could feel him throbbing with need. With relief I felt my stepfather pounce on me, he ripped my panties off, the beast within him raging with a need seated in his crotch. I spread my legs inviting his eyes to my hairless, wet juicy pussy as he moved between my legs. He brushed the tip of his cock against my lips.
"Fuck me daddy!" I let out a breathy moan of anticipation feeling the length I'd wanted for so long against me, finally, it was going to happen. He growled and thrust. If the tears in my eyes had stopped, they'd started again as my dad took my virginity. He was so big. I flinched, my hips shuddered under the pressure of him pushing inside. I was so wet that after the initial pain it was more uncomfortable than anything I expected. I moaned as his length nestled deep inside me.
"Fuck you're tight." He growled. It felt so good to have him inside me, to know that I had him if only for a short time. I breathed in as best I could, I heaved in my sweat and my daddy's mingling as our flesh kissed with every thrust. I could see the beast fading from his eyes, a look of concern coming over them as he watched my strained face. There was still some pain with every thrust into my sensitive flesh. He reached down, gathering some wetness where we met and rubbed my clit. I moaned out loudly, my head thrust back. I rocked my hips, my body moving with the rhythm from daddy's thrusts. It was becoming more and more insistent. The pleasure mounted somewhere deep inside, the fire was burning out of control and the pain a distant memory. I gripped his neck, my hands shifted from his shoulders to the back of his head as I pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. It took me by surprise how quickly he was pushing me up, higher than I'd been before, so high I felt like I might shoot out into orbit and not be able to find my way back down. The taste of his saliva, the feel of his hard cock in my needy cunt, the strength of my dad's presence leaning over me and the smell of our mingled sex drove me toward the edge of the universe. Dad lost his rhythm, he jerked once, his hips twitching in and out before I brought my legs around behind him holding him in and he thrust deeper than I thought possible pressing up against my womb as he came. Shot after shot of hot sticky baby-batter filled me up with burning warmth. I couldn't take it anymore and I cried out so loud in orgasmic bliss. The euphoria burned through my brain my fingers gripping anything I could find, his hair, his shoulders as I bucked and shuddered.
I relaxed, my body fell back to the ground and my dad leaned over me, his hot breath caressing my sensitive skin as he too basked in the after-glow. I could feel his cum inside me, what if I got pregnant? The idea of our next family photo contained my belly swollen with his child, his hand around my shoulder and his face holding an awkward grin while my mom's worried face stood beside him. That… That turned me on so fucking much. I reached up to kiss dad and he reciprocated, for all of a few minutes before he returned to his senses.
* * *
It was a long ride home. The tension was awkward, not at all what I enjoyed about dad. His normal confident smirk lost in the confused sexual chemistry between us. I missed my dad, I missed the little looks in the mirror that he'd normally give me to show me I'm special. I missed the feel of him, the heat of him, the smell of him and he was literally right in front of me. The pain was more than I wanted to bear. Not the pain of my lost virginity, that just made me feel uncomfortable while walking. But the pain of perhaps having lost my father forever as his eyes refused to meet mine. It ached, all I could do was close my eyes and let the fantasies of daddy and I having a child play out, the world I wanted to live in almost completely out of my reach now. After a while, I opened an eye a slit out of laziness and saw my mom checking on me.