Is that my New stepson? (18+)

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"That's it baby that's it" he whispered huskily

My Gagging is driven by his pleasure vision blurs, eyes watering from the lack of air, I love seeing it, I love this, the exhilaration, watching him feel good, because of me.

"Oh, oh Isaac please it's - it's too much I'm gon-na I'm going to" I try to manage in between breaths

"Come on be a good girl only a few more inches left to go, do it for your stepson" he says it like it's a kink unlocked, he throws his head back, whole body stretching as his white t lifts up showing me his defined tattooed body.

My eyes roll in the back of my head, spit rolls and lingers on open corners of my lips while the rest glide down my chin making a complete mess of him that's staining his gray joggers; that were only lowered a bit to free his d**k but still above his hips.

All while battling to breath, he's all the way at the back of my throat and it's not even all of him yet.

Not even half ... the men in this house are well endowed I'll give them that, it almost excuses them for being weirdos. Almost.

The sounds of my sloppy slurping echoed throughout the wall My throat receives so much punishment as he takes my head from the back and shoves himself forward. I'm left at his mercy and hopes he remembers I need to breath; I feel liquid pooling down my soaking panties dripping on the floor at how rough he's being with me my hands are cuffed behind my back and I'm in nothing but my lace white thong.

"Ahh f**k y-yes oh Fu-f**k" he looks down at me his face red showing a pained emotion as his sweat falls on my face. We've been going at this for hours considering every time he's about to come he quickly pulls away and pauses for a minute to not stop the sweet torture.

"Look up at me baby" he breathes, breath fanning my face the smell of sweat and juices are all over my room my ass stings from his palms when he threw me over his lap and gave 50 on each cheek, 'it was supposed to be 20 but he added more when he got carried away by my ass rippling and clapping for him'.

though my mind and body are at his full mercy I managed to try to look up at him through hooded. Little by little, his excessive pumps stopped me from looking all the way up. when I finally got a glimpse of his eyes his movements suddenly sped and he tilted my head upwards more, my mascara runs blinding me, my whimpers mixed with gagging grew louder ... I can't handle this punishment.

"Sh-s**t oh f**k baby you look sexy like that aww ahhh Take it baby take it for me" his sweat glistens illuminating his body, his moves desperate he's going to come, and it looks like he's going to give in this time.

I'm no guy but I think I know why, seeing an attractive woman on her knees for you bounded completely at your mercy naked taking in your whole shaft Is a man's fantasy ... right? I'm at the edge and at any moment could lose consciousness but I go along with it anyways making sexy faces moaning at the taste of his salty shaft in my Mouth, finally in urgency Isaac latched on to the back of my hair in a death grip, plunging his d**k deeper down my throat cutting off all my sound and air supply.

I felt it twitch until strings of hot liquid shoots down my larynx. He lingered for a while still tightening his grip on the back of my head his groans become cries of Unspeakable pleasure, his eyes were closed completely drenched in sweat as he made a face that looked like he was in pain.

He pulls out slowly as more land on my tongue the salty sweet taste was sexy to me, and I opened my mouth flattening my tongue for more. He took his shaft with his hand, slapping it on my tongue spit and c*m were mixing and sloshing on my lips and eyes. when he finally finished, I decided to take the initiative and sucked on the tip to get more out and even deep throated one more time before he almost collapsed.

"Ahhh f**k please Aghhhh "

His begging just made me want more I deep throated three more times as he plopped down on the bed, He removed his shirt lifts me up by the arm throwing me on my stomach; my hands still bounded as I bent my legs all the way up to have my ass fully in the air. My p***y grows hungry watching him remove his sweats in front of me, I'm taken back how turned on I got when the d**k slapped me in the face, multiple times. My body prepares when he disappears behind me and I feel the bed dip, he crossed his hands on my back keeping me still as I feel the tip at my entrance.

"This is what you wanted Ms. Elizabeth? all you had to do was ask, since you can't hold on to anything I suggest you hold on for your life" he chuckled, deep chocolate voice vibrates my backside, and I grew more anxious before he entered full length.

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There was just no getting through to him, he turned into a machine my bed is drenched in sweat, I'm so exhausted, my state of delirious made me see stars I one hundred percent believe I no longer have a womb. There I lay next to Isaac our bodies intertwined my leg sandwiched in between his, he lies on his back right arm draped over his face covering his eyes, sweat glides down his yummy fit body and his chest heaves hard like mine. My wrists are free but the pain from the handcuffs is completely swallowed by soreness; the one in between my legs, my mouth, throat, ass s**t my whole body. Isaac isn't someone to mess with in bed, no women should underestimate him ever.

"Are you ok?" He breathed peeking at me under his arms.

My head moved up trying to Keep my eyes open moving my hair from my face "I think so"

"Have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes, Isaac I'm so sorry" I say remorsefully

"Good girl" my p***y licks again, those praises again.

This day will be a reminder to never hit him or speak to him any disrespectful way ever again, my husband has been gone for two days and Isaac has practically stitched himself to me, every step I took I got f****d harder than my life. Today we were just talking and when I refused to answer his weird question, I was flipped over his knee my dress lifted up and spanked, if I ran, I'd be handcuffed, and he would f**k my throat. I tried to remain, but his slaps were getting rougher, and the stinging became unbearable instinctively my brain spoke to my legs to move away from the threat but that endangered me more.

Not only did he finger me roughly and wouldn't let me come but I was forced to suffer a vibrator in me while he did that, the memories awaken my body and tears roll down as ghost pleasure shoots through me as if finding that orgasm I was deprived of for four hours.

"I wouldn't get out of bed for a little bit" he says chuckling

"Isaac that was it was too-"

"You liked it baby, don't even finish that sentence"

Shiiiiitttttttttt I'm melting

"But besides that, Ms. Elizabeth" his breathing evens as he sits up scooting back to the wall.

I look at him waiting for him to continue eagerly. "How are you really feeling... emotionally" those eyes piercing through me again time stops and I'm frozen in place unable to breath at the intensity. This boy rearranged my organs and asks how I'm doing emotionally? But I know what he means he was the one that caught me when I was about to fall, he must've heard everything.

I don't look at him I turn away to avoid his face and to contemplate my own mind and words. It's really not his business but he's been my only shoulder to lean on to. "I don't know really" I speak softly hoping to give out the hint that I don't want to talk about it, but he didn't read the room.

"What's truly bothering you?"

I'm taken back no one has ever asked, I can't help but smile at his eagerness to decipher me

Fuck it. "My father-" the words already caused to tears to erupt this is it I'm about to open up for the first time in years. The memories come like a flood giving me a headache I explain all of the wrong decisions about my sister's betrayal to the inevitable fate that awaited me,

the closer I got to the last the more I felt someone was drawing on my heart with a needle I was shocked at myself I thought I'd burst but I spoke clearly with minimal tears. Isaac listened so intently nodding every once in a while, to let me know he's still with me. my mouth couldn't stop I felt the gorilla that lived on my shoulders for years slowly lift from me, the feeling was bliss, I finally finished with the current events and how karma turned things around for me and the meeting happening Tomorrow. But my smile slowly diminished remembering why and who would be there.

"What's the matter?"

"It's tomorrow " I say looking elsewhere

"The meeting?"

"Yes, I'm supposed to bring your father but really I'm just not happy with him anymore and my father senses things like that"

"I see" I try to ignore his burning gaze

"Are you planning on going?"

"I have to he's my father it might be his last"

"Then I'll attend it with you on my father's behalf" he speaks professionally.

"Umm no you're not, he asked for my husband not my stepson"

"My father is always working just let me be your plus one, you don't have to go through it on your own I'll be there for you just like I was before" he takes my hand and gives me a genuine half smile.

Out of habit My eyes search for any deceit in his words I read his eyes and not a speck of betrayal at all. "Why are you doing all this for me Isaac?" Shaking my head My voice soft fighting back tears

"Like I said no one reached a hand to me when I needed it, I almost drowned in my own sorrow with alcohol and drugs until my two best friends found me and cleaned me up".

Just as he said that his phone pings his eyes still stay on mine until his phone started ringing, reluctantly his eyes slowly leave mine to look at it "excuse me Ms. Elizabeth let me take this" he kissed my forehead and gently leaned me down covering me up with the drenched blankets. My body grows hungry watching his naked back he's even well fitted there too Back muscles with few tattoos that darken with the sweat from earlier and his nice round ass I want to cup in my hands.

He felt my stare and turns and winks at me, bashful I duck under the covers to hide, I hear him shuffling and head to the door, cold air flew inside; my entire body shivered, proof our passion completely fogged up the room. He walked out not closing the door all the way. I peek my eyes when I hear nearby deep muffling.

This guy cannot play in scary movies with a voice like That imagine him coming to get you whispering.

I'd just commit suicide cause No way,

I squinted a little bit, but I could see him, and I see that smile, a really eerie smile as if the person on the other end telling him exactly what he wanted to hear, I suddenly grew uncomfortable but tried not to show it,

I held my composure when he came back in still smiling a sexy yet creepy smile Especially at me.

I slowly move the covers off my head "I-is-is everything ok"? I can't help it.

"Yes Ms. Elizabeth that was my buddy he just wanted to say he's getting engaged"

My heart relaxes and I suddenly need to pee

"Oh! -oh oh congratulations " I yell excitedly

"Thank you, Ms. Elizabeth" he pulls, down his sweats again showing off the purple erection and I swallow hard.

No it can't be.

I watch him stroke himself getting closer as the sound of the precum being massaged on his shaft make me go weak. He climbed on top of me he and whispers

"I can't wait to meet your family and nieces tomorrow " before kissing me on the neck trailing them down to my p***y lips disappearing under the covers my body responds to the pleasure but my mind kept me focused on a teeny, little subject.

I never mentioned it, how'd he know I had nieces?