Sarah sighed, her arms firmly crossed as she stared out the car window. The faint rumbling of tires can be heard.
“I just want you to meet him.” says her mother from the front seat. Sarah just couldn’t understand, so soon after her father broke her mothers heart, she finds it so quick to settle down with another guy?
Sarah wouldn’t, couldn’t understand, especially after going through her own heartbreak weeks before with her now ex-boyfriend. She kicks at the glove box. “I just don’t get it!” She shouts.”What can be so special about some guy you just met!?” “We’ve known each other for a month now,” her mother responds in a cool tone. “He helped us get back on our feet money-wise, and besides, he’s a great guy.”
“I don’t care if he’s Neil Armstrong he’s no replacement for Dad!” Sarah shouts, burying her face in her palms shortly after. Even after blowing his and her mothers hard earned cash on hookers and prostitutes, even digging into Sarah’s grey old piggy bank, she still couldn’t let go of her dad. The separation was devastating. “I won’t say anything to him, not a hi or a hello from me!” She shouts
As her mother silently pulls into the gravel driveway, they both step out of the car. Sarah follows after her mother. Opening the door, Sarah looks up from the ground at which she was standing to see James, a name she’d onky heard spoken now given a face. He was 40 but only looked about 30 if that. He had a slight smile and a sincerity in his hazel eyes, his face lightly covered in stubble and hair cut short.
Looking down his body was what shocked Sarah the most. His white button-up shirt seemed to cling to the strong build underneath, and even through blue jeans, a more than noticeable bulge in his pants, seemingly much bigger than any she’d seen before.
“Hello bueatiful” he says in a low tone, for a moment Sarah’s heart fluttered, thinking his words were meant for her, until he leaned into her mother, kissing her soft lips, then leaning back with a hand on her ass, squeezing lightly. He chuckles, turning over to Sarah. “And how are you, young lady?” Sarah, though she was undeniably taken aback and flustered by his looks, kept her stubborn attitude, simply shrugging. “Where am I gonna sleep?” She asks, turning to her mom. As she points, Sarah’s already making her way there, falling onto an unfamiliar bed she puts her hands above her eyes.
Letting out a long groan, she lays in thought, hours pass, her mind still full of conflictions. She knew she was going to have to think of this man as a father, but how could she do that? He’s no replacement and for another thing… as she gets lost in her thoughts, her hand, as if subconsciously, slides under her shorts. “He’s too.. hot to be my dad, ” she thinks to herself.”It’s just not possible. How could I call him dad?..” Her fingers slide across her labia, rubbing up and down as she lays back. “I mean, some people call hot guys..” she shakes her head as if to stop the train of thought. “Especially older guys, some girls call them..” she breathes hard, rubbing her pussy with just a bit more force. “Daddy..” she says outloud in a high pitch, forcing the word through her lips. Despite her hesitance, something.. seems right. She sits up, rubbing faster, letting her middle finger tease the entrance to her wet pussy “D- daddy!” She lets out again, sliding her middle and ring finger into her pussy she moans. Deep hard breaths interrupt her own moaning. “Daddy..” she begins to envision the man, whom she’d only just met above her, tossing her shorts and her panties to the side and pounding into her with whatever length those pants behold.
She writhes, the thoughts unable to escape her mind as she shuts her eyes, falling victim to her fantasy, “Daddy!” She moans out breathily.”Harder!” As she speeds up her own pace, unable to her anything else through her lustful moans. Her eyes flutter open as she takes in the sensation when she sees standing in the doorway, James, eyes wide, his hard cock running down the leg of his grey sweatpants.
Sitting up, she tries to gather herself. “G- go!!” She shouts, “Go…” she attempts to yell again, only mumbling as her eyes are awestruck by the massive sight in his pants.
Slowly, he steps forward, chuckling. Sarah looked up at him, a little confused, he leans forward slowly, kissing her forehead. “Hm, ‘Daddy’ huh?” He chuckles.”Do you say that often when you masturbate?” He asks, tilting his head at her.
“M- maybe,” she stutters out, leaning back. Wondering whether to lie and say yes or tell him no, and give away her fantasy, but his eyes told her he already knew. “Daddy doesn’t like liars,” he whispers, reaching into his sweatpants and pulling them down as a long throbbing member jumped out from his pants. “Tell me your fantasies, and I will make them come true.” he whispers
Looking up at him, she begins to stutter f- fantasies?” Her heart beats fast. “I don’t know.. is this appropriate?” She asks, a little in desperation. “Do you want it to be?” He asks. She shakes her head. “Do you want it anyway?” She pauses for a moment, then nods.
“That’s what makes it so wonderful. Breaking the rules is half the fun, darling.” She nods. “I want.. I want you to fuck me..” she mutters.
A smile grows on his face as he begins to pull down her shorts, setting them aside he laughs. Grabbing her knees his cock swings about. Slowly he lines it up against her pussy. “Ready?” “..absolutely.” he smiles, sliding his erect member in. She moans, gripping the bed, inch after inch without stopping, getting balls deep already as he pulls back, the sensation still tingles inside her as she moans.
He thrusts, slowly and steadily, looking into her eyes as his length slides in and out of her wet pussy “You’re doing great sweetheart, you really know how to take it” he says as she moans uncontrollably. His large palm covers her mouth. “Just a bit of a volume problem.” He laughs, his pace quickens, she moans even harder, muffled by his massive hand.
“Attagirl, let’s see just how hard you can take it.” He smirks, thrusting faster, his balls wetly slap against her as he fucks her hard now. “Attagirl.” As his full length slams into her with every thrust, her body tingles, and she squirms. He laughs slightly, only going harder “Fuck… fucking take it!” He lets out as her eyes roll back from the sheer pleasure.
He gets rough, slamming into her as he grits his teeth, her pussy feels as if it’s under attack as he groans and moans, scowling down at her, she looks up, afraid as he takes control, but at the same time turned on by it “Daddy!” She moans out, muffled by the palm. Thrusting harder and rougher “Take it babygirl, fuck yeah.. fucking take it! Take it you-.. you fucking slut!” He shouts as she begins to ache, her legs tremble and her moans turn to shrieks. “You whore!! You fucking slut!!!” He yells as he sprays a massive load into her pussy.
Leaning into her, both their bodies covered in sweat, he moves his hand, looking down at her face. “I don’t know what came over me..” he mutters.”It better happen again.” she responds without thinking. He slowly smirks “Attagirl” he says as she lays back, body aching from the rough pounding.
Slowly, he pulls up his pants and leaves the room.
(Idk if this is any good cuz i just wrote it cuz i was bored + its my first 🤷♀️)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/103p35b/can_i_call_him_daddy_dilf_stepfantasy_etc