Author: jamesrowestanford

She grabbed my cock and held it tight. It was pumping in her little hand as the blood-filled it to the beat of my racing heart.

Again she came forward. All the time looking me in the eyes, she once again slid her lips over my engorged and raging cock.

Quickly this time, almost instantly I felt her throat as my cock stretched it open again and again she pulled back, but not completely, as she immediately pushed herself onto me again and again.

Her lips worked over the shaft and her tongue writhing around it intermittently and then once again I was stretching deep into her.

Instinctively I put one hand on the back of her head. The tips of my fingers curling under her hair and gripping firmly.

I took control and began to fuck her face at my own pace. Her eyes lit up and the semblance of a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. I began to force myself into her faster and harder, giving her brief moments to catch her breath.

I stood there driving into her face again and again. I had no idea for how long. Read more »

Still salivating and the heat between my legs continuing to rise I pulled at the material of the thong, pulling it over the fleshy mound of her right ass cheek, getting the ample weight of her cheek to hold it away, thankfully it held and she didn’t seem to stir.

I took my hand and felt my cock through my jeans. It was swelling, growing and getting hungry.

I then used both hands to gently separate her cheeks one more time, careful not to disturb the thong that wrapped around the delicate flesh of her right buttock.

Again, thankfully she didn’t seem to wake or stir. I knew that eventually, she would and what would happen when she did I could only imagine.

I would think screaming, shock, tears and rage followed by more tears and that would all be just the initial aftermath, what would follow after that would be longer, more drawn out and life-changing for us all I’m sure.

I leaned in again, closer now to her physicality, moments away. I pushed my tongue out about halfway as I edged closer. Her fragrance began to fill my nostrils, a bouquet of her shower gel, lotion, perfume and natural scent, all mixed into a delicious, hypnotic delight that drew me ever closer, hypnotised by her smell and my own lust. Read more »

*Authors note: The step-daughter character is of adult age, not revealed until later in the story.*

I tentatively put my hands on my beautiful step-daughter’s ass cheeks as she lay there. They were exposed because she was almost naked, she was wearing a thong.

I didn’t know that she even owned one.

That must be her mother’s doing.

Her succulent flesh, the weight of her curvaceous rear. It felt so delicious as it moulded to my touch.

I didn’t want to wake her but secretly I did.

The weight and the suppleness of her young and ripe ass felt so delicious in my strong hands.

I let go.

As I released, they quickly collapsed back onto each other, creating a ripple across her delicate flesh, it rebounded like a physical echo.

And then, they reformed into that perfect peach.

That robust, athletic and yet tender form of her perfect and ungodly ass.

I wanted to do it again, I wanted to separate those cheeks, feel her flesh in my hand one more time.

I wanted to do it again and then pull aside that thong. Would she wake? Would it be better or worse if she did? Read more »