My stepdad worked late tonight. When he got home, he apologized. He said he was
late because he got a late start this morning. That was because he was fucking
my brother. Even while he was saying he was sorry, he was taking his clothes off
and climbing onto my bed. My stepdad is the hottest man alive. His broad
shoulders, his hairy chest, the musky smell of his pits mixed with his spicy
cologne lingering on his neck, the sweet taste of his precum. I hardly know what
his cum tastes like because it always ends up in my hole. Here he was, though,
his hard cock standing up in his crotch, crawling into my bed. We both knew his
jockeys wouldn’t stay on long; mine, either. He took me into his arms and
started kissing me. I just melted. I want to giggle and cry and cum all at the
same time. He pulled out his hard cock and I bent down and started sucking on
it. Tasting him, and smelling. Hearing him moan because I was making him feel so
good. Just knowing that he was hard for me. I got on my knees and he reached
down my back, stroking my ass, wanting it. He was going to fuck me as long as he
wanted to, and it still wouldn’t be long enough for me. Maybe he would fuck me
more than once. We had all evening. Just me and my stepdaddy. Together, like I
always wanted.
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