you had always enjoyed our relationship, hadn’t you princess? ever since your mom and I got married, you had been coming onto me pretty hard. Grinding against me, sitting in my lap, and of course sucking my neck when we were all alone.
It’s no wonder I broke so quickly, that I bent you over the table and spanked you until you screamed my name. It’s no wonder we had to cover the hickies so that she wouldn’t see. And with how badly we wanted each other it’s no wonder we needed plan b that first time together.
If only I had met you before her, we wouldn’t have to sneak around as much. But that first night was really just the start, wasn’t it? The start of me sneaking downstairs, of us making love while desperately trying to keep quiet? my hard, aching shaft molding your body to suite me perfectly, your little whines and moans making me cum inside you.
I even got a second ring that I wore when I was with you, when you were in my arms. It seemed so weird to wear another one, didn’t it? We were made for each other.
Soon, the first year anniversary of that night was approaching. I decided you had been such a good girl our entire time together, taking it, no matter how hard I needed to be on you that day. Even when it hurt, you still got wet, you still whimpered for me. and afterwards we always slept in each others arms. But this time I’d let you take the lead, play out what you wanted. I knew you had something in that pretty little head of yours that you wanted to try, even if you didn’t want to tell me.
All I knew for that night was I was going to be tied up. And true to your word, you did a really good job of it. and to be honest, I liked it. not being able to move, letting my favorite woman do whatever she wanted. and you really did do whatever you wanted, didn’t you princess?
It started with sucking me hard. Nothing out of the ordinary there, just your tongue running over my shaft, working it until it was practically overstimulated. What I wasn’t expecting was your finger entering my ass after. that you’d use your saliva and slowly, gently work it into me. you liked how panicked I looked, how I moaned in spite of that. and you liked that my dick started twitching when you called me a good boy.
fuck that felt good. It didn’t matter that I was older, that you were part of my family. Right then, I was your good boy, nothing else.
The second finger entered easier than the first, working in perfect sync with your free hand stroking my shaft. I was barely able to respond when you asked me questions pet. I barely heard when you asked who owned me. But we both knew it was you, something I’d be sure to let you know going forward. But for now, I was going to cum. all I needed was a few more strokes…
I started whining. Why did you stop pet? why did you take your fingers out? had I been bad? I’d do anything to cum miss…
My whines were met with your wet slit grinding against my mouth. Now that was something I could do, some way I could interact with the woman who was making me feel so good. I made sure you moaned for me, that you were leaking all over my face, down my beard.wordlessly, mindlessly working to get you off. But you pulled back, right at the end too, like you had done with me.
Finally, you guided me into you, where I belonged. you rode me, slowly, rhythmically. Not letting me pump into you. All I had to do was watch you sway your perfect hips, hear your moans in my ear, and try not to scream myself. And soon, we were both at the edge.
But you didn’t stop this time, did you miss? you rode us both through it, my overstimulated cock pulsing into you, my cum shooting out in smaller, more numerous ropes from the finger play earlier. You bit down on me as your own orgasm triggered. I whispered I love you into your ear.
Of course we cleaned ourselves off, talked about it afterwards. We fell asleep in each others arms, only getting up with the alarm to resume our normal position. Thankfully, the next day was a Saturday. First thing I did was volunteer to go to the store, and you offered to come with me. We did have a couple of toys we needed to buy after all, didn’t we miss?
(heya! This is a pretty big departure from what I normally write, typically cnc stuff. Please do let me know if you like what you see here and I’ll think about doing more!)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xzq94g/the_anniversary_of_me_joining_your_family_fd