HIS CHUBBY STEPDAUGHTER

CHAPTER 010: JUST GETTING STARTED

MICHELA;

I ran upstairs, panting hard, my body still aching with need, my lips tingling from the memory of his hungry kiss.

Gosh, I was dripping wet between my thighs. This was finally happening. I shut my eyes tight and pressed my thighs together, but all I could see was Miles’ dark, hungry eyes staring at me like I was the only thing he wanted in the world.

My skin still burned where his fingers had dug into my hips and ass. My p***y kept clenching and unclenching on nothing, my swollen c**t throbbing so hard it almost hurt.

I hated that Uncle Max had interrupted us downstairs, but part of me was also relieved. How was I supposed to tell Daddy this was my first time? After all the teasing I had done for months, it would sound so silly.

I had been acting so bold, so experienced. What if he changed his mind when he found out I was still… a virgin?

I opened my eyes and gripped the edge of my dresser. The laptop screen glowed in front of me… the erotica book I had been secretly writing stared back.

Every steamy scene, every dirty word, every detailed fantasy was written with Miles in my mind. Every dirty little thing I wanted him to do to me. That was how shamelessly obsessed I had become, that was how badly I had wanted his big, strong hands on my body.

And now it was really happening. What if I ruined it? What if Daddy decided it was too immoral? What if he stopped before we even started?

Then the door pushed open.

I spun around fast, my back still pressed against the dresser.

It was Daddy.

He looked intense, the apron gone now, hard chest in full view, pants hung sinfully low. He walked slowly toward me, each step making my heart pound harder and my p***y tighten with fresh need.

“Daddy…” I mumbled, my voice shaky.

For a split second I feared he had come to his senses. I feared he might say this was a mistake and walk away. But Daddy’s big hands grabbed me suddenly, pulling me flush against his hard body. My hands found his warm chest, the safest and most exciting place to rest them.

“You wanted this, right?” he asked, his voice low and rough. His fingers dug into my ass cheeks, squeezing them possessively. “You want Daddy’s big c**k, right, kitten?”

I nodded quickly, gulping for air. “Yes, Daddy. So bad.”

“But Uncle Max… He would hear,” I whispered, my heart racing wildly.

“Busy with his breakfast downstairs,” Miles growled against my ear. “Tell me how badly you want Daddy’s thick c**k stretching that tight little p***y. Tell me you’ve been dreaming about it.”

I let out a soft groan, my knees feeling weak. His hands spun me around so fast I had to grip the dresser for support. He yanked my silky robe up in one smooth motion. Cool air kissed my bare skin, making me shiver. My legs trembled as I stood there, ass exposed, p***y dripping down my thighs.

He spanked me once, the sound ripping off in the room, then his hand moved between my legs from behind. His fingers found my soaked folds instantly.

“You’re dripping, princess,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “So f*****g wet for your own stepdad. I love how sloppy your little cunt gets for me.”

My c**t throbbed harder, begging for his touch. As if he could read my mind, his fingers found the swollen peak. I let out a sharp cry as he rubbed it in firm circles.

“You’ll alert Max if you keep moaning like that, kitten,” he whispered hotly into my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine. “Be a good girl and stay quiet for Daddy.”

But how was I supposed to stay quiet? His fingers felt too good, circling and pressing my c**t with just the right pressure. I was already close, my legs shaking badly.

“Come here,” he said, pulling me toward the bed. “Now grab two pillows like a good girl. Chest down, hips up. Present that pretty p***y to Daddy.”

I obeyed instantly, like the good girl I wanted to be for him. I climbed onto the bed, he helped fix a pillow under my belly, I gripped the other tight, and pushed my chest down while arching my hips high in the air.

My robe was bunched around my waist, leaving my ass and dripping p***y completely exposed. Daddy grabbed Joan, my favorite stuffed animal, and placed her right by my face.

“Moan into her, kitten. She’ll help you keep those pretty sounds down while Daddy plays with your needy little cunt.”

I didn’t argue. I buried my face against Joan as Daddy’s fingers returned to my c**t. This time he rubbed harder, faster, two fingers pinching and rolling the swollen bud. Electricity shot through my whole body. His other hand gripped my ass cheek firmly, squeezing the soft flesh like he wasn’t getting enough.

“Tell me you like it,” he groaned, voice deep and filthy. “Tell Daddy how much you love his fingers on your swollen pink clit.”

“Oh! f**k! I love it, Daddy,” I moaned into Joan, my voice muffled. “Don’t stop, Daddy. Please don’t stop.”

My legs shook harder. Every part of my body felt tight and hot, flushed with pleasure. Then he leaned closer, his lips planting a kiss by the side of my butt, like he was worshipping me…I couldn’t hold it back. The orgasm crashed over me fast and intense, my p***y clenching wildly around nothing as waves of pleasure ripped through me.

“Oh! I’m close… I’m coming, Daddy!” I cried, the sounds swallowed by Joan.

But Daddy didn’t stop. His fingers kept moving, even faster now, drawing out every last tremble.

“You just came on Daddy’s hand like a good little slut,” he growled, sounding satisfied. “But Daddy’s just getting started with you, kitten.”

I turned my head slightly, catching the hungry, possessive look on his face.

But his eyes said it, he obviously was just getting started.