DELICIOUS TABOOS: DIG MR HARDER, DADDY

CHAPTER 3: ESCAPADES WITH STEP DADDY

ELLA'S POV

I was doubled over. My torso leaned on my elbows, which rested in the backseat, while the rest of my body was outside.

My legs were planted apart just enough, and my skirt was hiked up, panties missing. My stepfather was squatting, busy eating me out while I bit on my lower lip in a futile attempt to muffle the sounds of pleasure.

Oh, my stepdad sure knew how to eat out a p***y.

So this is what my mom had been enjoying all this time? Thankfully, I will be experiencing this from now on, every day, hopefully.

When he was done eating me out and fingering me, I felt the blunt head of his c**k gently rubbing against the soft lips of my cunt.

I stiffened, remembering that I was a virgin and his c**k was quite impressive. I turned my head to face him. "D-dad, would it, really fit into me? I-I'm scared," I immediately fessed up, not wanting to hurt him if I couldn't take it.

"It will fit, cupcake, don't worry about that." He reassured with a smile. But I still couldn't get rid of the unease in my gut.

"Then, won't it hurt?" I tentatively asked again.

"You're a virgin, so there'd naturally be some tolerable initial discomfort, but it'd be overshadowed by pleasure very quickly. And I promise to be as gentle as possible, okay?"

I nodded, pursing my lips and closing my eyes, my muscles tense. "Relax, Ella," He told me, patting my butt with his d**k.

I obeyed, and soon, he pushed half his length into me. My eyes widened, a gasp escaping before I drew in a sharp breath.

"Sorry, dear, just a little more," he told me in a gentle tone, and I nodded, pursing my lips.

Before long, he had bottomed out inside me, and my lips went again, a cry tearing out of my throat, tears rolling down.

"It hurts..." I told him, having no energy to turn my head. He said more comforting words to me, and when I had adjusted to his formidable size, I gave him a go-ahead.

He began to move, his d**k time and again impaling my coochie at a slow, steady rate.

But that tempo didn't last for long as he soon picked up pace, his hips snapping forward vigorously while he gripped my waist tight.

A meld of discomfort and pleasure rocked my entire body as my chest kept lurching forward courtesy of his actions.

Several intense minutes later, I felt him becoming distended and knew he was about to c*m.

"Ah, yes. Oh daddy...fuck. Don't stop...don't pull out...fill me with your cum...make me pregnant, daddy. H-ahh...oh f**k, daddy...oh harder, daddy, f**k me senseless,"

My moans were loud and shameless. I was enjoying every bit of this f**k session. Shortly after, he came, erupting twice inside me before slowly pulling out.

My cunt was sore and aching, but I didn't regret it. I even wanted more.

So he'd wiped me clean with tissues and a hanky which he'd disposed of later, I told him. "Daddy, I want more. Please f**k me again,"

And so, he sat in the back seat, and I straddled him. Then he guided his c**k into my sharp-set cunt, and I began to undulate, my palms braced on his broad shoulders.

As seconds morphed into a minute, I couldn't resist rolling my hips as I rode his c**k. My teeth bit gently on my lower lip in a useless attempt to muffle the sounds of pleasure.

Before long, I was resting my head on his chest while he palmed my asscheeks, spread them and began to buck up his hips from below, his c**k repeatedly sheathing itself fervently in my p***y.

"Oh y-yes, f-fuck...Ahngh, so good...keep f*****g my p***y, daddy... please don't stop...I love you cock...fucking me so good...your big tasty cock...ahh...fucking me this good... so good....fuck daddy,"

And in response, he really f****d up into me faster, making me let out cries of pleasure with trembling lips. Minutes later, he slammed up into my quim one last time, and I let out a loud cry, my cunt clenching tightly on his pulsing d**k as it filled my p***y with warm love gruel.

He didn't pull out immediately. He left his d**k still buried inside me while I rested on his chest, gasping for breath.

"Ella, I'm so glad I'm your first. And your p***y is so tight and sweet to f**k. I can't wait to f**k you properly on a bed,"

I looked up at him, my hair already dishevelled. "Me too, daddy. I love your big, fat d**k so much. I can never be content without receiving daily c*m from it." I said in a sultry voice.

"Ella, my dear, you know just the right words to say," he told me smirkingly, and my eyes widened.

Oh god, he was hard again.

And there was no way I could resist this third round because it would be a crime to deny his gorgeous c**k the tasty right of f*****g me silly again.

And so, with arms locked around my lumbar region, he began to thrust up into me once more, the sounds of skin smacking skin intense in the car.

My legs were already quaking at this point, but I didn't tell him to stop. No, I didn't want to, I loved every bit of this wild f**k.

He slowed down his pace, delivering slow but deeper and more intense thrusts that made my torso jerk forward vigorously, gasps spilling out of my lips as if programmed to.

And when he resumed his fast pace, I instinctively pushed back my hips to meet his impatiently, but I eventually couldn't keep up as his thrusting speed increased.

"Oh god... Oh my god...f-fuckk…!"

He locked lips with me briefly and continued pounding up into my p***y like crazy, his lustful eyes locked with mine, while I even licked my lips from the pleasure his d**k was ardently shooting inside me.

Finally, he rammed my cunt one last time, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head while my body spasmed as we cummed in sync.

I rested on his chest for a while, gasping for breath, praising his prowess and thanking him for the delicious f**k.

All thoughts of heading to school were gone. I wanted nothing more than my stepdaddy's thick girth from now on.

I stopped straddling him and got out of the car, pulling down my skirt, legs trembling, so I had to lean on the car so as not to fall.

He got out without even making himself decent. His c**k was adorned with the meld of our love fluids.

So I dropped to my knees, "Daddy, let me clean your d**k,"

And he came to me without question.

The intended 'cleaning' with my tongue turned into me giving him a blow-job. And now, he was hard, thanks to me.

"You really love my d**k. And for that..." my stepdad looked at me with an impish smile that made me uneasy, "I'm going to reward you with the best f**k of your life,"

I had expected that, but my eyes still widened.

"Dad, please let me just continue nodding on your d**k,"

"Does your p***y agree with your decision?" he asked, a brow arched in amusement.

Right. My traitorous snatch was in zero agreement. It was throbbing, begging to be rammed again.

And that's how I ended up being lifted against him with my hands gripping his shoulders.

His palms cupped my round butt and he made me undulate steadily on his d**k.

Then shortly afterward, he made it so my back was resting against the car window.

He lowered his head and then kissed me intensely while moving gently into my quim.