Camping with Her Stepdad

Chapter Six

My chest rose and fell with a rapid cadence as Daddy finally pulled his fingers from me. He was panting too as he looked over my body, spread eagle, on the ground.

“I’ve never recovered so quickly in my life,” he said. “Not even when I first learned how to jack off and tried to do it all day.”

I smiled up at him as my gaze traced down his defined pecs, the delineation of his six-pack, to his hard, proud erection.

He knee walked forward and lowered himself on top of me. I pulled his face to mine and opened for him immediately when his tongue sought entry. He tasted like me.

I felt the blunt head of his erection at my opening. He rubbed it up and down the seam of me, lubing himself. When he thrust in to the hilt in one long push, I sucked in a breath.

He was big, so big. The stretch burned a little before my body stretched to accommodate him. Daddy buried his face in my neck and groaned.

“So f*****g tight. I just came down your throat, but I’m still not going to last long in your tight little pussy.”

“Daddy, please. f**k me.”

He pulled hips back until only the head of his c**k was inside me. Then he thrust back home. I grunted with the force of his body slamming into mine.

Daddy curled one hand around my shoulder and one around my hip, holding me in place as he began to f**k me hard and fast.

I looked up into his wild eyes as he rocked in and out, in and out. The friction was too much. I hadn’t fully come down from the last orgasm when this one started to build.

“Jessa,” he whispered. “My sweet Jessa.”

The words were soft and romantic, the absolute opposite to the way his body was slapping against mine. The clap of our skin floated up into the trees.

“Daddy.”

With a groan, he leaned down and kissed me as hard and possessively as he was f*****g me. His tongue matched the rhythm of his c**k. My toes curled as I tried to hold on to all the sensations.

“I’m close,” he said. “Oh yeah. Squeeze me, princess.”

He hadn’t called me that in a long time.

Daddy leaned down and gently bit my earlobe. “Come for me, princess.”

He slammed into me one last time and ground his groin against my c**t. The rasp of his pubes against me pushed me over the edge. I groaned long and low as this orgasm was more intense, but not as sharp as the c**t orgasm he’d given me before.

My body shuddered beneath him as Daddy growled out his release. I felt him pulsing and flexing inside me, and it drew out my orgasm.

Daddy pushed up on his arms and looked down at me while we panted, letting our breaths calm.

“I’ve wanted that for a while,” I said.

He huffed out a laugh. “I’ve been having dreams about you since you turned eighteen.”

My cheeks stretched as I smiled. “What have you been dreaming about? That one last night seemed like a hot one.”

His c**k gave one last flex inside me.

“Mostly I dream about pressing you up against a wall, ripping off your panties and thrusting into you.” He groaned when I tightened around him. “You like that, princess?”

“I want to be yours, any way you want me, Daddy.”

He backed up and gently pulled out of me. His gaze fell to where I felt his semen dripping from me.

“You are, baby. You’re mine now.”