The thrill is also mixed with fear, though, as I try to peer inside the house to make sure my mom is still asleep.

“Don’t worry, Baby girl,” Jim reassures me, as if reading my mind. “I’m sure she’s passed out from a hangover.”

“You’re probably right,” I agree.

Knowing my mom, she won’t be up until tomorrow! And yet there’s always the possibility that she’d come out here, and we’d be in really big trouble.

“Then again, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad for her to come out here and see how I make you cum,” Jim suggests, as he starts rubbing my clit again, his mouth close enough to it that I can feel his breath up against it as he talks. “She’ll see what a bad girl you are, and how much you want your new stepdad to eat this delicious little pussy of yours.”

The thought of my mom catching us like this is rather exciting. It would serve her right, for mistreating me my whole life—and now mistreating Jim.

He’s nothing to her but one guy in a string of many that she tries to reel in for their money. He deserves much better—just as I do, because I was never anything to her but someone she could use and abuse too—but now he’s stuck with her. He has a powerful position as a financial advisor for wealthy families in town and they’re all very conservative. They wouldn’t like the thought of him getting divorced. And they especially wouldn’t like the thought of him fucking his new stepdaughter, who’s half his age!

But still, the thought of putting my mom in her place is enticing.

“She’d probably be so jealous, to see you make me cum so much,” I tell him.

“Yeah, you like when I put my cock deep inside this little cunt of yours, don’t you?” he asks, as he spanks my pussy.

It sends a current of electricity through my nerve endings, which feels surprisingly good.

“I do like it, Daddy,” I say, as he slaps me on my clit, my pussy lips, and then the side of my ass cheeks. “I always want your cock inside me.”

“You’re such a bad little girl.” He pinches my nipple while twisting my clit, hard. “You need some discipline. Your daddy’s going to have to punish you now, okay? But it’s for your own good.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I say and nod. “Go ahead and punish me for being such a bad girl. For being your dirty little slut.”

He tugs and pulls at my nipple while spanking my pussy hard. It hurts and I almost cry out in pain, but he reaches a hand up and puts it over my mouth.

“Hush,” he instructs me. “We can’t be having your mom hear us.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper, as he rubs my clit hard in between the fingers of his other hand.

I groan under my breath, trying hard not to cry out in pain. A tear slips out of my eye and he reaches up to wipe it away.

Then he puts his fingers, which have a mixture of my cum and my tears on them, into my pussy hole and thrusts them in and out, fingering me fast and hard inside as he spanks the outside of it with his other hand.

“Oh, Daddy,” I moan, the feeling of pain mixing with intense pleasure now. “That feels so good. Spank your bad girl, Daddy. Spank my pussy.”

“Yeah, you like when your daddy uses his strong, firm hand on you, don’t you? You like me to slap this little cunt until it cums for me?”

“Yes. Oh, yes, Daddy.”

Now I’m cumming for him again, all over his hand and he’s putting his mouth up to my pussy now, ready to taste the fruits of his labor. He’s disciplined me so well that I just turn on like a faucet for him and start leaking.

“Ohhhhh, yes, Daddy, yes. You make me feel so good.”

My pussy is quivering and I’m squirming all over the place as he puts his mouth on my pussy hole and sucks the juices out of it.

“Good girl,” he says, his voice muffled because his mouth is covered in the soft pink flesh of my pussy. “That’s my baby girl. Cum for Daddy. Just like that. Yes.”

When the first flood subsides, he wraps his lips around my clit and sucks hard as he keeps pushing his fingers into my hole. Soon I’m cumming again for him, and it’s like a tidal wave that just won’t stop.

He laps it all up, eating every last drop, as I wiggle and sigh and moan.

“Oh, my baby girl,” he says, once the subsequent orgasm has subsided. “You taste so good. I love eating your pie. This was the best Thanksgiving dessert I could have ever asked for. I’m not sure I can ever stop devouring you.”

“Well, then, don’t, Daddy,” I say with a grin. “Except that you at least have to pause and take a break.”

“Oh yeah?” he asks me, with a twinkle in his eye. “Why is that?”

“Because now it’s my turn to eat you for dessert.”

***

Plus, I love sucking his cock. I wish we could do this all day long! I look up at him so that he can stare into my eyes like he wanted to do.

My focus is unwavering as I take more of him into my mouth with each stroke of my hand on his shaft, trying to be careful not to gag on its huge size while I do so.

His cock moves in and out of my mouth with an almost hypnotic rhythm. I can feel its warmth and firmness as it twitches slightly. It’s getting even fuller now, and starting to throb in my mouth.

Soft whispers escape his lips while my tongue swirls around his shaft. He expertly caresses my tits around each nipple, sending heat through me that travels straight to between my legs, making them tremble with desire for more contact from him.

“Oh, fuck yeah, my slutty little stepdaughter,” he says, as he thrusts his pelvis forward and shoves his cock even further down my throat. “You love being Daddy’s little whore, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I try to say, but it comes out like a grunt because my mouth is so full of him that I can’t even talk.

Tears are running down my face as I’m trying not to gag, both because I want to keep going and keep making him feel better and also because I don’t want to wake up my mom with loud noise.

“You’re taking my cock like such a champ,” he says, as he shoves it even further in. “You love making your daddy feel so good, don’t you, my little slut?”

I nod, happy to be his slutty little stepdaughter. I love just giving into the feeling of need and desire that I always feel for him, and letting my inner nympho come out to play with him.

There could be no denying how much I want him, always. Right now, as his cock is forcefully fucking my mouth and he’s pinching and twisting my nipples as if he wants to tear them off my body and keep them as his forever, my pussy gapes open eagerly, awaiting that gentle massage—or rough punishment—from him that never fails to send shocks of delight throughout the rest of me when it comes.

Sure enough, he moves his hand down and strokes my pussy, giving me that sweet release I’ve been wanting as I continue to deep throat his cock.

“Mmmm, oh, yeah, Daddy,” I moan, as I cum all over his hand while his cock is lodged so far down my mouth that I think it might never come out.

I’m wishing we could stay right like this forever, even if it means my mom might come out and catch us. The thought of her walking out to the porch and seeing Jim’s cock in my mouth as he works my pussy with his hand makes me both scared and excited, and I cum again, with one wave of pleasure replacing the next just as soon as it passes.

I really don’t want this to stop. But all too soon I hear a deep moan come up from within Jim as his cock starts to pulse in my mouth.

I can also feel the muscles in his body tense up as he edges closer to climax.

He grabs onto my breasts with both of his hands just before his orgasm takes over, erupting a thick, white load into my mouth as he squeezes and tugs on me.

I’m ready to take it all down my throat and lap it all up like he did for me, but he pulls his cock out of my mouth mid-spurt and aims for my tits, which are hanging out of the top of my dress by now.

“Oh, fuck. Look at that,” he grunts, as he continues shooting ropes of his cum onto my breasts. “Look at how I’m marking my little girl’s tits as my own. I love seeing my white cream all over those perfect nipples of yours.”

He rubs his cum all over my nipples as both of our orgasms subside. It’s only then that I realize how exposed I am, with the skirt part of my dress hitched up and my pussy exposed and dripping its juices out still, and my tits hanging out the top part of it, and covered in my stepdad’s cum.

He seems to have the same thought as he looks down at his big cock that has his and my cum mixed together on it. It’s slick and slippery with our mutual juices.

We each look around for a moment to make sure that my mom hasn’t heard what we’ve gotten up to and thankfully, all is silent aside from our breathing.

I wish I could lay against his strong, muscular chest and cuddle with him as he wraps his big arms around me. But now that we’ve both come down from the heights of ecstasy, we both seem to be realizing how dangerous this is—how close we may have come to something that could irrevocably change our lives.

We hurry to get dressed, as if making a silent pact to quit while we’re ahead and not press our luck.

At least not right now.

We’ve both felt satiated from eating each other for dessert, so we can put our lust to the side and act normal for a while.

But only for a while.

Because I know he’ll want to come back for second helpings soon. And so will I.

***