There is nothing I love more than lying naked in the sun.
I adore feeling the warmth of sunsoaked tiles radiating beneath my body.
And there is something utterly scintillating about the crackling burn of sunshine on my bare ass.
Today, though, I’m not just lounging by the pool to lap up the Vitamin D.
I’m here for a reason.
There is a method, a process, a plan…
And it is the moment when I feel a cool patch of shade stretch across my back that I know my plan has worked.
A large shape is blocking the sun, casting a shadow over my body. I can feel the shape breathing heavy beside me.
I don’t look up. I don’t need to open my eyes to know that the large obstruction takes the form of my tall, thick, muscular stepfather.
I’ve been waiting for him. Waiting for him to arrive home from the gym and search for me.
I sense movement and suddenly something soft and flowy falls onto my back. I feel the smooth sensation of aerated fabric gathering at the base of my lower back.
Activewear.
His activewear.
Then there’s a splash beside me. I sense the rocky flow of disturbed pool water and my excitement grows.
I sit up and collect the pile of clothing he has discarded onto my body. It’s drenched with his sweat, and my stomach flips as I picture his strong muscles pumping away beneath the fabric. I imagine him at the gym pushing and pulling, limbs bulging under the clothes in my hand. My cock begins to stir and I take his moist clothes and rub them into my naked groin, relishing the silken feel of his clothes against my hairless cock. It rapidly stiffens as though aroused by the heady scent of his musk.
He has started swimming laps. I gaze lustfully at his sleek, wet body gliding through the water, his tight ass poking out from beneath the surface as he propels himself forwards.
On second thought… perhaps there is something I love more than lying in the sun…
I feel a swell of lust in my navel.
And I realise, he has paid me back. I had been lying out in the sun, baring my tender, bubbly ass in the hope of catching his eye and ensnaring him with arousal. Which is exactly what was now happening to me.
I quickly hop into the pool and am enveloped by the cool, silken caress of the water.
He continues to swim laps and I continue to watch him.
His form is intentional, and I have the sudden thought that he might have been a swimmer in his youth. His defined muscles pop and reshape as he cuts through the water. Standing in the shallows, I reach beneath the water to stroke my dick, which is now fully hard.
Eventually, he touches the opposite wall and instead of turning for another lap, he stops. He turns back to look at me, treading water.
Slowly, he starts to make his way towards me, his face barely breaking the surface, eyes peaking out above it like an alligator stalking its prey.
When he reaches me, he stands up to his full height, head hovering above mine. I back myself into the pool wall and he advances, his naked body just inches from mine.
He reaches out a hand and runs it up my arm, our skin slick with chlorinated water. He continues to trail his fingers up over my shoulder and then my neck, until he is cupping my smooth face with his giant palm.
My breath catches as he leans in and presses his lips to mine.
Holy fuck.
His fat, juicy lips part my own and he slides his tongue into me.
Holy… fuck…
My chest feels like it is about to explode with euphoric disbelief.
He has never kissed me before. The only time our lips have touched is that very first time when I had bound and blindfolded him, and been unable to resist stealing a kiss from his juicy lips.
I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him deeper into me.
Our bodies connect beneath the water, wet and slippery. We press into each other, grabbing and thrusting. He reaches around and grips my ass, squeezing it hard, before sliding his finger into my crack and pushing it hard against my cunt. I gasp in surprise and claw at his back, letting him know how much I like what he’s doing with his hands.
Buoyed by the water, I allow my legs to float up and wrap around him, clinging to his body like a koala.
He pulls his lips back and presses his forehead against mine, breathing heavy into my face.
“My little slut…” he whispers.
I kiss him again, softly.
“Yes, daddy…”
He holds me tight against his body and begins to move through the water toward the pool stairs. He climbs the stairs and carries me over to the large day lounge by the deep end. It is roughly the size of a double bed and enclosed like a little outdoor hut. He grips my body against his as he ducks his head and climbs onto the padded mattress. He gently lowers me down, as though I weigh next to nothing. Which, to him, I probably do.
I lie back so my head rests against the pillows and he crawls up over my body, laying on top of me like we’re lovers. He kisses me deep, sliding his leg between mine and pressing his cock into my hip. He’s stiff as granite. I kiss him back, grinding into him.
He starts to kiss my cheek and then my neck. My insides writhe as his wet lips massage my throat, his kisses igniting a deep lust within me.
He makes his way further down, planting kisses on my clavicle, my chest, my nipple, my abs.
And I realise… he is not going to stop.
Holy shit.
He kisses the soft, almost invisible trail of downy hair beneath my belly button and traces it downwards with his tongue.
He reaches the smooth, clean plateau of my groin and begins to lick circles around the base of my bulging cock.
I stop breathing.
His tongue creeps out and, achingly slowly, makes contact with my balls.
He licks the smooth surface of my hairless ballsack, and I shudder at the tender, arousing caress of his tongue. He circles higher and slides around the base of my shaft before licking his way upwards. His tongue is so big it nearly wraps entirely around my cock.
Eventually he reaches the tip.
I sneak a glance downwards and he looks up.
Our eyes meet.
He grins.
And I am immediately reminded of the wicked, malevolent smile on the devil emoji he sent me all those weeks ago, before he swallows me whole.
He slides my cock entirely into his mouth in one go.
My eyes roll back in ecstasy as my cock is engulfed by heat and moisture and muscle.
His face and jaw are enormous so there’s plenty of room for my cock, which is fairly average in size. He slides me in and out of him slowly, working my head with his tongue.
What the fuck is happening? How is this real?
I gaze at the back of my stepfather’s head as it bobs up and down eagerly.
He is blowing me. My stepfather is blowing me.
This is wild. Unreal.
And what’s even more wild is… he seems to be loving it.
I let me head fall back as I bask in the overwhelming pleasure of his strong, wet mouth milking my cock.
I reach down and grab a fistful of his hair and push his face down harder. He grunts in approval.
He momentarily slips my dick out of his mouth and sucks instead on his own fingers, coating them in saliva. He resumes gobbling my cock as he slides his fingers between my asscheeks and pushes his finger into my hole. I groan with pleasure.
“Yesss, daddy…” I moan as his finger slides deeper in and I feel it tickle my prostate.
My breath starts coming in quicker. I can feel myself getting close.
“Oh shit… daddy, I’m not going to last long…”
He starts to move his head faster, more hungrily.
He slides another finger into my cunt.
“Ugh!” I cry out, panting with pleasure.
He pumps my cock between his lips. The delicious friction is just about sending me over the edge.
“Daddy…” I warn, between his rumbling moans. “Daddy, I’m gonna cum…” I whisper urgently, assuming he’ll want to pull me out of his mouth.
But he doesn’t.
He keeps fucking me with his throat, plunging my cock in and out of his face.
Holy shit… If he doesn’t stop, I’m going to cum in his mouth.
“Daddy…”
He keeps sucking me while rigorously massaging his fingers into my cunt.
“Daddy!”
My cock is throbbing inside his face, about to burst.
“DADDY!”
I erupt.
A wave of cum shoots from my cock and splashes against the walls of his throat.
I feel his tongue pressing into my cock, coaxing it, rubbing it, as I continue to release. My body pulses and my hips thrust… three, four, five jets before I fall back to the mattress beneath me, utterly spent.
He keeps his mouth wrapped firmly around my shaft, sealed tight as though he doesn’t want to lose even a drop of me.
Eventually he slides his fingers out of my ass, and slips my cock out of his mouth.
He climbs up and looks at me, jaw set in an odd shape beneath his pursed lips.
How strange…
He hasn’t swallowed my cum.
Nor has he spit it out.
It’s still in his mouth, as though his tongue is bathing in it, savouring the taste of me. The corners of his mouth inch up into a smile.
The devilish smile...
He grabs my ankles and hoists them into the air, bending me like a rag doll so my knees are above my head and my ass is pointed straight to the sky.
He positions his head carefully, hovering above my ass so that his lips are just above my winking little cunt.
Slowly… he opens his mouth and releases the pool of cum he has collected within. I watch as my jizz trickles like honey from his lips and spills out onto my pussy.
Using his middle finger, he spreads it around before pushing it inside, lubricating my hole.
Holy shit…
He is going to fuck my own cum into me.
A sharp charge of electric lust flashes through my sternum.
I take a deep breath as he pulls me into him and leans over, lining his meaty cock up with my pouting, cum-soaked pussy.
He presses his round knob against my opening and slowly begins to push himself inside.
The euphoria is so overpowering that I feel like I might pass out.
He’s been inside me before, but this seems different somehow. I close my eyes so I can focus on enjoying every sensation of his thick cock spreading the walls of my cunt apart, lubricated by the sinful blend of my cum and his saliva.
A high pitched whisper escapes from my lips as he makes his descent.
“Ohhhuuuhhh!”
When he’s fully inside me, he pauses, resting momentarily.
Breathing deep, he closes his eyes and I can tell he is savouring the warmth of being inside my body and the sweet tension of my tight passage wrapped firmly around his cock. He leans further into me, hoisting my legs up onto his shoulders and bending me almost fully in half beneath him, so that he can press his face to mine. He kisses me deep and I can taste myself on his lips.
He begins to gently pump his hips, pushing himself into my body.
“Daddy…” I sigh, as his cock moves inside me in a slow, languorous rhythm.
“Yes, baby?” he breathes.
“This is so hot, daddy…” I purr.
“I know, baby…”
He fucks my hole gentle and deep, pulling himself out and gliding back in with long, sensual strokes.
“Your cunt is so smooth…” he whispers, leaning down and kissing me on the neck.
I let out a deep moan, my throat vibrating against his lips.
I can feel his cock nudging my prostate and despite having cum only moments ago, I begin to get hard again.
I allow my body to fully recline back on the day bed, feeling safely enclosed within the strong, bulky frame of my stepdad’s body. As his cock slides slowly, sumptuously in and out of me, ribbing the lips of my pussy with its veiny heft, all I can think to myself is that this isn’t real, it couldn’t be. That I must have slipped into some alternate parallel universe where one’s most unreachable fantasies manifest into tactile realities.
“Daddy…” I breathe, closing my eyes in rapture. “Please don’t stop…”
“Never, my little slut” he replies, and there is a shared understanding that he’s not really talking about this moment.
He slow-fucks me on the day bed for what feels like hours.
Eventually, I detect a shift in his breathing. He starts to almost shudder with each stroke, his breath catching a little.
“Ugh, baby…” he grunts, as he pushes in, still slow but with a little more force.
“Are you getting close, daddy?” I whisper, clenching my cunt to increase the friction.
“Uuuugh…” he whines, “Yeh… I’m getting close…”
I wrap my arms around him and dig my nails into his back, which causes him to cry out.
“Fuck!” he moans, drilling himself rhythmically into me, “Yes, baby!”
I drag my nails down his back and he writhes in pleasure. I press them into his thick muscles and his panting escalates, his thrusting becoming a bit more urgent.
He looks me in the eyes, sweat pooling around his brow.
“Do you want my cum?”
I grin and moan a little. “Yessss, daddy…”
“Tell me you want it,” he grunts.
“I want your cum, daddy…” I beg. “I want you to shoot your load inside me. I want to be drenched in you.”
His eyes shut in ecstasy and his lips start to quiver. I can tell he’s about to tip over the edge. Whispering in his ear, I go in for the kill.
“Breed me, daddy…” I sigh.
And he does.
In a glorious explosion of grunting and spasms, he buries his cock completely inside me and spills his load. I can feel bursts of warmth shooting inside the pit of my stomach as he pumps his cum into me. He presses his lips to my neck, stifling his own groans against my throat as his orgasm continues to come in waves. Eventually it starts to subside, and he becomes still.
I smile beneath him, fully sated, as his body slowly releases all its tension.
“My little slut…” he sighs, smiling against my neck.
“Daddy…”
And the thing he says next takes me by surprise, not so much because of what it is he’s suggesting, but because this is what has come to his mind at this particular moment in time, lying naked on a day bed, his cock still inside me, leaking cum from the immense orgasm he had just moments ago.
Nevertheless, he parts his lips and issues a proclamation…
“We’re going camping.”
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