She wanted his Father instead PART 4 (mf) (ff) (oral) (PIV) (voyeurism) (cuckold) (forced?)

I pulled my dress off, completely naked before him on his kitchen floor, I used my dress to wipe the come from my eyes. I stared up at Steven as I used my fingers to wipe the cum from my cheeks and upper lip into my mouth. “Mmm” I thought he was spent, he’d cum so much and so hard all over me but he lifted me by my waist before I could wrap my legs around him I was on my back on the breakfast bar, his hands roamed my entire body, a squeeze hear and there. My eyes closed feeling his soft touch, we’d gone from 0 to 60 and back already. Everything with him was pleasurable, he flipped me around, my stomach and tits slapped against the cold marble and then his exploration continued over my back, my ass and my thighs that were dangling over the edge. He lifted one leg and lay my shin on a stool, then he did the same with my other. I was spread open before him, I knew that my pussy was swollen and red from his punishing treatment. “So perfect.” He murmured, his hands were gliding up my thighs and over ass cheeks. A soft sigh came from lips, no-one had ever made me feel like. I was being worshipped before. 

I almost jumped out of my skin when his hot tongue licked my ass cheeks, from one side to the other. I moaned quietly, it felt sensual then he surprised me again and bit down on my left cheek.. *hard* “Mine.” He murmured licking his teeth marks. He did the same to the other side. “I told you I was going to scar you *Mila*, I want you to remember me for as long as possible.. I want you to remember that no one can satisfy you like me.” 

I’m pretty sure that every fuck after him would be a disappointment but at that thought, I didn’t wany anyone else to ever fuck me I was infatuated with him and what he did to my body, it responded to him in a way it never did with others. 

With his hands on my ass he spread me apart further so his tongue could lick between them, slow, sensual, amazing. His tongue penetrated my ass for the slightest moment, he was kissing and licking it with such care that I was falling apart with a sob. He licked from my ass down to my clit slowly and back up again, he did it over and over painfully slow. But if I thought that was torture I wasn’t prepared for how slowly he would fuck me. 

Standing up again, he guided his cock to my entrance and slipped inside of me, I ached but it was worth it. He pushed to the hilt and pulled all the way out, repeating the action, he moved so slowly and so gently that it was building a need inside of me, I needed him to do it harder, faster but every time I begged he stopped completely and wouldn’t carry on until I was silent. He fucked me slowly and silently. I moaned and I cried, it was all too much, I was going to fall apart more than I ever had before. I didn’t squirt my orgasm this time but I shook and trembled from it,gasping with each wave. His own release quickly following, he came deep inside of me.

“I told you she was a jessabelle!” A woman’s screech came from behind us in the lounge. 

“God dammit Sharon!” Steven thundered, but he still managed to pull out of me gently. 

“Mila?” I heard Steve ask quietly. I couldn’t move for a few seconds, I knew what he was seeing. His father naked between the legs of his girlfriend, my legs glistening from my cum and his father’s seeping from my pussy. 

“Steve! Get back here!” His mother screamed, I heard fast footsteps pounding away. 

“Here baby.” Stevens voice was quiet and gentle, he helped me down to my feet and wrapped a blanket around my shoulders before planting a kiss on my hairline. We’d had the best sex of my life only to be caught by my boyfriend and his ex wife. Fuck my life. 

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His mother came back inside alone 10 minutes later, her face flushed with anger and something else. She sneered at both of us stopping in front of Steven. I was sitting at the breakfast island again covered mostly with the blanket, my cum covered dress lay at my feet serving as evidence of our betrayal. 

“I knew she was whore, but you Steven? To hurt your son, with this.. This Jessabelle!” Steven sighed heavily, he sounded weary but not sorry. I’d heard he’d put up with her crazy religious spiel for far too long. 

I stood slowly taking a few slow steps in front of him, looking over my shoulder to give him a conspiratory wink and smirk, this was half my doing and I’d shoulder the responsibility too. I looked back at his ex wife, her blonde hair tucked into a neat bun on her head, she looked like a woman that would attend church almost daily. Nude coloured slacks, a white cotton blouse covered with a thin pink cardigan and a necklace of pearls around her neck. 

“I think your jealous.” I smirked at her, taking 1 slow step at a time towards her as she kept pace stepping away. 

“Of what? I divorced him if he wants to fuck a whore then so be it! You’re both disgusting!” Her voice held a quiver as she shouted at us.

“No, I think you’ve always wanted to be like me, open, sexual and free of inhibitions,” I tilted my head watching her closely, then I let the blanket fall away from my body. “I bet when you’re alone in the dark at night, you touch yourself fantasising about the things I do that you daren’t.” 

She lifted her chin, the height of snobbery in my opinion. “Shut up, I’d n-never do such things.” Her back hit the doorframe of the lounge, she had 2 options to stay where she was or bolt into the lounge to put more space between us. She stayed put, my advance didn’t halt until I was within inches of her.

“Oh I think you do, maybe you’ve even thought of me or your ex husband.” My finger traced her pearl necklace, she didn’t bat my hand away like I expected and nor did she flinched, emboldened by this I started to softly trace the skin of her collar bone dipping under her clothes.

“Have you? Hmm? Have you made yourself climax with our faces in your head.” My voice was a whisper. 

She shook her head slightly but not enough to convince me, not when I could see the pulse in her neck and her breathing erractly. My fingers traced down her arm and grasped her wrist. My eyes never strayed from hers, I watched her pupils dilate when I guided her hand to my pussy. “Did you daydream about this.” I was guiding her hand up and down my pussy when I felt her fingers move unassisted over me. She wanted this. 

“N-no. ” She whispered back but her fingers slid inside of me, I leaned forward, my lips touching her ear and spoke so softly only she could hear me. 

“Do you feel that wetness? That’s Stevens cum inside of me…” My eyes found hers again before I continued. “Get on your knees and lick it out of me.” 

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