I ran into my room and shut the door and locked it. My heart was beating fast against my chest. What have I done? Where the hell has my decency gone? How could I watch my stepfather masturbate and even get wet?
Speaking of wet, my panties were still damp from my juices. I quickly took off my clothes to take a shower. I stood under the faucet as warm water poured down on me. I couldn’t forget him. His loud deep moans and his big cock. I tried to push the thoughts to the back of my head, but I couldn’t. My hands roam all over my body as I shut my eyes. Killian’s big length was the only thing on my mind. How his hand stroked his cock, his loud deep moans and groans. My nipples were hard and my pussy was dripping wet.
I ran my hand down my stomach and in between my legs. I ran a single finger up my virgin slit as I bit my lip. I stopped at once. I couldn’t do it. This was a shameful act. He was my stepfather, my mother’s husband. My mother’s newfound happiness. What if my mother came back from work today and Killian decided to tell her that I watched him masturbate? That would be bad. She wouldn’t look at me like her innocent 18 years old daughter anymore.
With disgust running through my blood, I turned off the shower. I was angry at myself. Watching him masturbate was one, thinking about him and his actions while I tried to touch myself was a whole nother level. That was a shameful thing to do. I stepped out of the shower and cleaned myself. I needed to eat something but I didn’t think I would be able to step out of my bedroom today. I couldn’t look Killian in the eye. I wondered what he would think of me. A disgusting perverted little girl.
I groaned and kept back my towel. I stepped out of the bathroom and to my room. I changed into my silk purple night dress and climbed onto my bed. I covered myself up with the sheets and stared at the ceiling. My mind was still judging me for what I did, but there was this shameless part of me that found it sexy. I needed to shut down this shameless part. I grabbed my laptop and logged into Instagram. I viewed my ex-boyfriend’s Instagram profile and I wasn’t surprised there was a photo of him and another girl. Men were so predictable. I’d been gone less than a month and he had already moved on.
I logged out of Instagram and decided to watch the last episodes of my favorite series. Nearly an hour later, I barely paid any attention to the series displayed on my laptop. Killian was the only thing I was thinking about. I shut my laptop and kept it on my nightstand. I closed my eyes and buried myself underneath my sheets, making sure the duvet covered me from my head to my toes. I took a deep breath and did what I told myself not to do. I couldn’t help it. I wasn’t wearing any panties. I didn’t wear panties to sleep, it makes napping easier for me.
I pushed my legs apart and ran my hand down to the folds in between my legs. This was wrong. This was awfully wrong. It was a surprise, Killian hadn’t knocked on my room door to confront me. Maybe he was waiting for my mother. The thought of my mother weakened me at once, but it wasn’t strong enough to stop me from touching myself to the thought of Killian’s big, impressive, hard length. I imagined him stroking it as I stroked my clit. I covered my mouth with one hand to muffle all my moans. I could be loud at times and it was annoying.
I squirmed and continued rubbing fast circles on my sensitive clit. I was wet and horny, and I needed someone. I needed to get off, maybe I would stop thinking about Killian’s hard erection. He was the only thing on my mind as I pushed a single finger inside me. I closed my legs, with my finger inside me, and bent to the side, so I was lying on my side.
“Hmmm.” I moaned into my hand that was covering my mouth. I began to push my finger in and out of me.
I thought about Killian, I thought about his dick slowly thrusting into my tight slit, past my virgin walls as he broke my hymen. I thought about him fucking me hard, and fast. The thought made me moan his name into my palm as I added another finger. I hissed but didn’t stop. I pushed in, stretching me a little as I continued to finger myself.
“Fuck. So beautiful.” A deep voice spoke at once, close to my ear to be precise.
I stopped my sinful act and pushed the duvet to uncover my head. My eyes grew wide at the sight in front of me. How did he get here? What was he doing here? Has he been here all this while, while he watched me finger myself and moan his name underneath my sheets? I was frightened as I stared at him. I removed my fingers from inside me and jerked up at once.
“W. what, what are you doing here? How did you get in here?”
“Please, don’t stop, Kris,” Killian said.
He was dressed in sweats and a T-shirt and I could clearly see the outline of his dick through the thin material of his sweatpants. Killian followed my gaze to his erect cock protruding against his sweats. He smirked.
“You know I thought you were always an innocent virgin. I was surprised you watched me jerk off.” Killian said as he looked at me.
“I’m sorry. That was indecent. I shouldn’t have. I’m really sorry.”
“Yeah, you’re right. That was pretty indecent. Did you enjoy the show? Did you enjoy watching me stroke my dick, Kris?” Killian asked as he stared at me.
His eyes are dark and lidded with lust. Was he horny because of me?
“How did you get in here?” I asked him instead.
Killian smirked. “You’re forgetting this is my house, Kris. And I have every key to every room in this house. Now back to my question, did you enjoy the show?”
“I…” I looked down at my hands in shame. “Please, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t want to.”
“You just touched yourself to the image of me stroking my cock, Kris.” He pointed out.
Fuck.
“How long have you been here?”
“Long enough to know you want my dick inside you. Am I correct, Kris?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Mom will soon be home.”
Killian chuckled quietly. He stared down at my body with lust in his eyes. Killian surprised me by pushing the sheets covering my body to the side. I yelped and reached down to drag my nightdress down to cover my intimate area. But Killian already saw it. Already saw how soaked I was down there. I bet he already knew I would beg for his cock to take me right now. I was a horny mess.
“Open those legs for me, Kris.” He said.
“This is wrong. You can’t do this.”
“Of course, I can. Because you want me to.” He said. His voice was deep and it was doing strange things to me.
This was wrong. I shouldn’t do this. He was my stepfather, my mother’s new husband. It was wrong of me to want him sexually.
I bit my lip and looked anywhere else but Killian. What If my mom walked in on us?
Slowly and gently, Killian pushed my legs apart, exposing my thighs to him. His hand brushed my thighs to my hips and he pushed the nightdress upwards till I’m exposed to his eyes only. I breathed in. Killian groaned. He stared at my entrance and ran a finger up my folds. My eyes shut on their own as I bit my bottom lip to stop me from moaning. I shouldn’t do this. But I couldn’t stop him because I wanted him. I wanted him inside me.
I opened my eyes and stared at Killian, he was staring at my virgin pussy like the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Without warning, Killian pushed In two of his big fingers inside me. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. I felt his fingers move inside me, thrusting me slowly but not gently.
I opened my eyes and Killian pulled his fingers out and brought them to his mouth. He licked my juices off his fingers and I was hornier than ever.
“That’s my proof. You want me to fuck you. Isn’t that right, you little slut?” He asked. I kept quiet and watched this beautiful man in front of me.
Killian smirked and stood up. His erection was more than evident now. I was pretty sure he wasn’t wearing underwear underneath his sweats because I could see the whole outline of his dick. And hell, he was hard.
“Your mother is not around, Kris. So I’m gonna do to you whatever I want and your mother’s not gonna know shit. I’m going to fuck you real good, and hard, and you’ll beg for my cock like a filthy little slut that you’re. But I won’t be able to do all that without your consent. Now, Kris, do you want my dick or not?”
Of course, I want your cock. I didn’t tell him that. I just watched him with a slightly open mouth.
“I’m not gonna ask again.”
“Yes.” I choked out.
“I can’t hear you. Speak up.”
“Yes, Daddy, I want your cock. All of it.” I said. Who knew I would ever react this way to filthy words and a big cock.
Killian smirked and pulled down his shorts, revealing his big length. The same dick I thought about as I fingered myself.
“Now, beg for it.” Killian commanded. I sat up and shut my legs.
“Please, fuck me.”
“More.” He groaned and held his cock in his hand. I watched his precum tip and swallowed. I wanted to have him in my mouth. I wanted to taste him.
“Please, fuck me. I want your big cock in my mouth, I want to taste you, Daddy. Please, use me as you want, fuck my slutty little mouth.” I have never talked like this before.
“Good girl. Now take off your night dress and get on your knees. I want you to work for this cock.”
I stood up and pulled down the straps of my nightdress and let it fall to the ground. I was bare before him. My boyfriend had never had the opportunity to see me naked before. All we did was kiss and fondle each other’s parts. It’s never gone beyond that. Now, the one man who’s seen me naked turned out to be my stepfather. His eyes raked me from head to toe. He was pleased but didn’t voice it out.
“On your knees,” Killian commanded me. I fell on my knees at once and moved to where he was standing.
I helped him pull down his sweats that were around his muscular thighs to his ankles. He stepped out of his sweats and kicked them to the side. I bit my lip and stared at his cock in my face. This was big and beautiful. He was fully erect, with the head red and swollen.
I grabbed his length and stroked him a little.
“Lick.” He ordered. I licked the base of his dick to the tip.
“Good girl. Now suck.”
I took him in my mouth. He was too big, it barely could fit in my mouth.
“Finish it, Kris.” He ordered impatiently.
I stared up at him with wide eyes. His dick was too big to fit in my mouth and he wanted me to finish it. How was I supposed to do that?
Killian placed his big hands on either side of my head and forced his dick deep inside my mouth. I stared up at him, with watery eyes but didn’t complain.
“Good. Now, suck.” He dropped his hands to his side and I started to suck his dick.
Killian moaned and that seemed to make me feel good as well. I didn’t care anymore that he was my mother’s husband. I was shameless. I bobbed my head up and down with my mouth sucking Killian’s cock. He was groaning loud as he looked down at me with lustful-lidded eyes.
“Faster, Kris. Take it all in like a good girl.”
I couldn’t. But I had to try if I needed to impress him. I wanted to make him feel better than my mother ever made him feel. I took him out of my mouth and began to stroke him while sucking his swollen tip like I learned from porn. Killian was impressed because he cussed and moaned.
He fisted my hair with his hand and guide his dick into my mouth till he hit the back of my throat.
“Stop fucking teasing me.” He groaned and thrust in and out of my mouth, fucking my mouth like his toy.
My eyes bulged out as he continuously slammed his cock into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat as he did so. I gagged and looked up at him with watery eyes. I have never been deep-throated before and I was pretty sure Killian knew that. I bet he knew I was also a virgin. I have only given Barry oral sex once and hell he wasn’t all that pleased. But this was different, I was learning new things the minute I exposed myself to my stepfather. Killian held my head with both his hands and aggressively fucked my mouth.
I couldn’t breathe and he didn’t seem to notice. If he noticed, he didn’t care. He just continued to drill his dick into my mouth with so much aggressiveness and pleasure. It was weird I was enjoying all of it. I held his thighs and tapped him to give me a break to breathe. Killian pulled out, with my spit dripping down his length. He smiled and ran his fingers through my hair.
“You’re better than I imagined.” He said.
I was breathing in and out. I looked up at him and smiled a little. I was happy he liked it even if he barely let me breathe.
“On your feet,” Killian said and I stood up.
Killian asked me to lie on my back on my bed and I did as told. He knelt down in front of my parted legs and pulled me forward so my butt was on the foot of my bed. Killian looked down at my privates. I was fully exposed to him. He grabbed my thighs and pushed them back a little, so my thighs were pressed against my stomach. His hands were underneath my knees as he began to lick me. His tongue was warm against my slit as he licked my slit up and down.
“Oh shit.” I moaned and squirmed.
Killian pushed my legs back as he suckled and ate me out. Shit, it felt good. So good, better than I thought. No one’s ever gone down on me before, and hell, it was the best feeling ever. Killian flicked his tongue on my clit countless times and buried his face in between my legs to suck my clit. I was close already. I could feel that foreign electric feeling in the pit of my stomach. I moaned loudly and squirmed. Killian let go of one of my thighs and pushed two fingers inside me. With a fast motion, his fingers drive in and out of me.
“Oh, my God.” I cried out a moan. His tongue flicked my clit perfectly as his fingers thrust in and out of me at a rough and fast pace.
I was cumming. It felt like I wanted to pee and I couldn’t help myself. Killian suckled my clit again, licked my virgin folds, and continued to finger me.
“Oh, God, I want to pee.” I moaned and stared at Killian.
“Let it out, Kris, it’s not pee,” Killian said as he continued to finger me. He added a third finger and thrust them in and out of me, so fast, so rough as he touched my G-spot.
I couldn’t hold back, not anymore. I let it all out, with my body shaking and vibrating as I peed. I didn’t know if this was pee but it felt good. I felt relieved. Killian smiled but didn’t stop fingering me so fast.
“Let it all out, Kris. All of it. Fucking squirt for me, Kris.”
My body continued to shake as I shut my eyes and let it all out. I was breathing hard and I felt good. So freaking relieved. I couldn’t believe I just squirted. Who knew I could squirt? I opened my eyes and Killian was smiling at me. He pulled out his fingers and tapped my clit with his hand.
“Hope you’re ready for my dick?” Killian asked.
He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me up. My legs were a little shaky as I tried to stand well.
“We’re just getting started. I’m yet to fuck you real good.” He sat down on my couch and pulled me with him.
Killian turned me around so my back was against him and parted my legs.
“You’re gonna ride my cock like a good girl, Kris,” Killian said and slapped my butt.
His legs were in between my parted legs.
“Hands on my ankles.” Killian ordered.
I bent down and held his ankles.
“Good girl.” He slapped my butt again and I yelped.
Killian pushed my hips down a little. Through my parted legs I watched him rub his dick against my wet slit and then he drove in. His dick pushed past my walls, not even giving me a second to catch my breath. It was a little painful, well, not all that painful considering I just got fingered like a slut a few minutes ago. Killian groaned when the rest of his length was buried deep inside me.
“Oh, shit.” I bit my lip. It sure felt good, but painful at the same time.
“Come on Kris, ride my cock like a filthy whore.” Killian said with a smack to my butt.
“Mmm.” I moaned silently and began to ride his length.
My wetness and my squirt made it a little easier to ride up and down on his length without any friction. My hands remained around his ankles, as I bounced my butt on his length.
“Faster, Kris.” Killian smacked my butt again, with both his hands on my hips.
I hastened my pace on riding his dick as Killian moaned.
“Fuck, just like that.” His hands left my hips to roam around my body. My back, my waist, my butt as I continued to grind on him.
I felt like a slut. Killian’s slut as my walls wrapped around his cock. I pushed up and down, back and forth. The feeling was unexplainable. I couldn’t explain how I felt. But one thing was for sure, I just gave my virginity to my mother’s husband. My stepfather. I was fucking my stepfather. And obviously, this won’t be the end of it. He’s made me feel feelings I didn’t know existed and I didn’t want him to end it. If I had to share him with my mother, then I’m willing to, as long as he always made me feel good just like he was doing. I didn’t care about my mother catching us. All I cared about at that moment, was getting fucked. And that’s exactly what Killian was doing. He wasn’t making love to me. Killian was fucking me, like a slut. Like his little slut and I was moaning loudly. His name never left my mouth as I cried and moaned shamelessly.
Killian’s big hands held my hips down on his crotch. From underneath me, he started to drill into me. Deep stroking me and fucking me.
“Fuck, Kris. You feel so fucking good.” He praised me and continued to thrust in and out of me from underneath me.
His voice was the only thing I could hear as he moaned my name. He groaned, with one hand on my back and the other on my hip as he fucked me faster, harder and so rough. He was introducing me to a different sexual experience I only saw on videos. And I loved it. Killian paused at once. We were both breathing heavily. He held me back against his chest and reached for my thighs.
“Legs on the couch.” He said.
I grabbed the arm of the couch with one hand while the other held the headrest as I placed my feet on the couch. I was more than open to this position. Killian cupped my breasts in his hand and squeezed hard as he began to thrust into me from underneath me. I felt full and fulfilled.
“Rub your clit, Kris. Fucking touch yourself.” He groaned.
I let go of the headrest, with my hand still gripping the arm of the couch as I start to touch myself, moaning and crying as I rub fast circles on my clit. The feeling was too much. I felt like I was gonna collapse. I was close, my orgasm was already building. Killian replaced my hand with his as he rubbed my swollen clit while thrusting in and out of me. I could feel it again. Another squirt, it’s about to burst out of me.
With a loud moan, I released it, squirting all over the place.
“Fuck, Kris. You don’t know what you’re doing to me to watch you squirt.” Killian said. He slapped my clit again and brought his hand to my waist.
My legs were shaky but I maintained a solid ground with my feet planted firmly on the couch.
“I’m gonna cum in your mouth.” Killian groaned and pushed me on the couch as he stood up.
I knelt down on the couch and took his length into my mouth. He tasted different, more like me. I jerked the base of his dick and sucked the tip. Killian groaned and shot his seed down my throat.
“Fuck.” He moaned and thrust into my mouth, pushing all his semen down my throat.
“Swallow everything.” He commanded and I obeyed.
Killian smiled and pulled out of my mouth. He wiped the side of my mouth as I breathed in and out.
“That was good, Kris. You’re gonna be a little sore, so I advise you to have a warm bath.” Killian said. I nodded. “Go clean yourself and go to bed. We’ll continue tomorrow.” Killian added.
Continue tomorrow? Does that mean this was now a routine? I think so. I smiled and climbed down the couch and stood on the floor with my shaky leg. I picked my night dress from the floor and went to my bathroom. He wasn’t joking, I was truly sore. I prepared a warm bath and I climbed inside the tub. I relaxed inside and shut my eyes.
This was obviously just the beginning.