Ruin Me Step Daddy: forbidden Cravings

Kitchen Counter Creampie

Lucy lay on her back on her mom’s bed with her legs still spread wide. Thick white c*m leaked slowly from her stretched p***y and ran down the crack of her ass onto the sheets. She scooped some up with two fingers and brought it to her mouth. She licked it clean while staring straight at Ethan.

Tastes even better than I imagined Daddy, she said softly.

Ethan sat on the edge of the bed breathing hard. His c**k hung heavy between his legs still shiny and wet from her juices. He rubbed a hand over his face.

Lucy we cannot do this again, he said. Your mom trusts me. This is her bed.

Lucy smiled and sat up. She crawled over to him and wrapped her small hand around his c**k again. It twitched and started to thicken right away.

Then why is your d**k getting hard again so fast? she asked. She stroked him slowly and felt him grow back to full size in her grip. You just filled your stepdaughter with c*m and you already want more.

Ethan groaned. His hand landed on her thigh and squeezed. Guilt flashed across his face but his hips pushed forward into her hand anyway.

We have four days, she whispered. Four whole days with the house to ourselves. I am not letting you waste a single minute feeling sorry.

She pushed him back until he sat against the headboard. Then she straddled his lap and sank down onto his thick c**k in one smooth motion. He filled her again completely. The wet sound of his c*m from the first round squelched around him as she took every inch.

Fuck, Ethan breathed. You are so tight.

Lucy rolled her hips and started riding him slow and deep. Her t**s bounced in front of his face. She grabbed his hands and put them on her ass so he could squeeze and spread her cheeks while she f****d him.

That is it Daddy, she moaned. Feel how full you made me. Your c*m is still inside me while you f**k me again.

Ethan’s fingers dug into her soft flesh. He started thrusting up to meet her. The bed creaked louder. Lucy rode him faster. Her p***y made filthy wet sounds every time she slammed down.

They stayed like that for a long time. Lucy came twice more on his c**k. Each time she squirted a little and soaked his balls and the sheets even more. Ethan kept thrusting through her orgasms. His face looked wrecked with pleasure and guilt at the same time.

After her third orgasm Lucy climbed off him. She dropped to her knees on the floor between his legs.

Clean yourself up Daddy, she said. Taste how good we are together.

She took his c**k into her mouth and sucked hard. She could taste both of them on him. Ethan groaned and grabbed a fistful of her hair. He pushed deeper into her throat until she gagged a little but she did not pull away.

You are going to kill me, he said.

Lucy pulled off with a wet pop and smiled up at him. Not yet. We still have the whole house to christen.

She stood up and walked out of the bedroom completely naked. c*m still dripped down her inner thighs with every step. Ethan followed her downstairs like he was in a trance.

In the kitchen she hopped up onto the marble island and spread her legs wide. The cool stone felt good against her hot skin. She leaned back on her elbows and looked at him.

Come eat your c*m out of me Daddy, she said. Then f**k me again right here where Mom makes breakfast every morning.

Ethan dropped to his knees in front of her. He buried his face between her thighs and licked her clean. His tongue pushed deep inside her p***y and scooped out the thick load he had left earlier. Lucy moaned and grabbed his hair. She ground her cunt against his mouth while he sucked and licked.

When he stood up his c**k was rock hard again. He lined up and slammed into her on the counter. The new angle made him hit even deeper. Lucy wrapped her legs around his waist and held on while he pounded her.

Harder Daddy, she gasped. f**k your little stepdaughter like you own this p***y.

Ethan gripped her hips and gave her everything he had. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the kitchen. Her t**s bounced wildly. She came again screaming his name. Her p***y squeezed him so tight he groaned loud.

I am close, he warned.

Fill me again, she begged. Pump another load deep inside me.

Ethan thrust deep one last time and came hard. His c**k pulsed and shot thick ropes of c*m straight into her womb. He kept moving through it until every drop was inside her.

They stayed locked together breathing hard. c*m leaked out around his c**k and dripped onto the counter.

Lucy kissed his neck softly. See? she whispered. This is how we are going to spend every day until Mom gets back. Kitchen. Living room. Laundry room. Garage. Everywhere.

Ethan pulled out slowly. He stared at the mess they had made on the counter and the c*m running down her thighs. His face showed the war inside him but his c**k was already twitching again.

Before he could speak his phone rang on the counter next to them. The screen lit up with Sarah’s name.

Lucy’s eyes sparkled with wicked excitement. She reached over and answered the call on speakerphone.

Hey Mom, she said sweetly while c*m still dripped from her p***y onto the floor.

Sarah’s cheerful voice filled the kitchen. Hi honey! Just calling to check in. How are you and Ethan doing? Is everything okay there?

Lucy looked straight at Ethan. His eyes went wide with panic but his c**k stayed rock hard between them.

Everything is perfect Mom, Lucy said. She reached down and stroked Ethan’s c*m-covered c**k slowly while she talked. Daddy is taking really good care of me.

Ethan’s hand shot out and gripped the counter. His breathing got ragged.

Sarah laughed. That is wonderful. Put him on the phone for a second so I can say hi.

Lucy smiled and held the phone closer to Ethan’s face. She kept stroking him faster.

Say something Daddy, she whispered.

Ethan swallowed hard. His voice came out rough and strained. Hey Sarah. We are fine here. Really fine.

Lucy squeezed the head of his c**k and rubbed her thumb over the sensitive slit while Sarah chatted happily about her trip.

The phone stayed on speaker between them. Ethan’s c**k throbbed in Lucy’s hand. Fresh pre-c*m leaked over her fingers.

Lucy leaned in and whispered right against his ear so only he could hear.

Better not c*m while you are talking to Mom.

But she kept stroking him anyway.