Milf1507 – Taboo Stories, Stepfathers Weakness

The sun was setting, casting an amber glow through the kitchen window as 18-year-old Chloe busied herself with the dishes. Her stepfather, Jack, lounged at the dining table, lost in thought as he sipped his whiskey. Chloe rinsed off a dirty plate, her wet hands dripping as they slid along the porcelain. She glanced at Jack, noting the way his eyes darted appreciatively over her figure.

Chloe felt a sudden rush of heat spread through her body. She’d always found Jack attractive, with his salt-and-pepper hair and chiseled jawline. But as his foot grazed her leg beneath the table, she realized the feeling must be mutual. A small, wicked smile played on her lips as she continued washing dishes.

Jack cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. “Chloe, is there anything you wanted to talk about?” His voice was low and gravelly.

Chloe turned to face him, her eyes hooded. “Oh, I don’t know,” she breathed, “is there something you’d like to talk about, Daddy?”

Jack’s grip tightened on his glass, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. “Chloe, this isn’t appropriate… you’re my stepdaughter.”

“And?” Chloe questioned, drying her hands on a dishtowel. “You didn’t seem to mind when your foot touched my leg.”

Chloe tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, leaning against the counter. She let her gaze rake over Jack’s body, drinking in the way his muscles strained against his shirt. “I think we both want something more than a simple familial relationship.”

Jack set his glass down, his eyes flashing with desire. “Chloe…”

“Just say it,” Chloe challenged, sauntering towards him. Her hips swayed with each step until she reached him, planting her hands on the table on either side of his head. “Tell me what you want, Daddy.”

Jack’s hand slid up her thigh, pushing her skirt higher. “You’re playing a dangerous game,” he warned, his fingertips digging into her flesh.

Chloe stood, straddling his lap. She felt his hardness between her legs, making her gasp. “I don’t mind a little danger.”

Jack captured her lips with his, kissing her deeply. His tongue pushed past the seam of her lips, exploring every inch of her mouth. Chloe raked her nails down his chest, biting his bottom lip.

“Chloe,” Jack growled against her mouth, “you’re trouble.”

Chloe smirked. “You have no idea.”

She ground her hips against him, feeling him throb beneath her. Jack’s hands slid under her skirt to cup her ass, squeezing the flesh. He pulled her closer, their bodies melding together.

“Bedroom. Now,” Jack commanded, his voice laced with desire.

Chloe hopped off his lap, taking his hand. She led him to her room, pushing him down onto the bed. She climbed on top of him, trapping him beneath her as she kissed his neck.

Jack grabbed her hips, encouraging her movements. He rocked against her, groaning as she rubbed against his aching cock. Chloe moaned, practically dry humping him through their clothes.

“Chloe,” Jack breathed, “I need you.”

Chloe stood to strip off her skirt and panties. “Not here.”

She grabbed Jack’s hand, pulling him to the kitchen counter. She bent over, giving him a clear view of her dripping cunt. Jack groaned, shoving his hand between her legs.

“You’re so wet, Chloe,” Jack marveled, his fingers pushing into her slick heat.

Chloe arched her back, pushing her ass against his hand. “Don’t tease me, Daddy.”

Jack didn’t hesitate to unzip his pants, his cock springing free. He pressed the tip between her legs, rubbing it along her slit. Chloe cried out, urging him to fuck her.

“Condom,” she whimpered.

Jack fumbled for his wallet, sighing with relief once he found a packet. He ripped it open, rolling the condom onto his length. He gripped Chloe’s hips, positioning himself at her entrance. Slowly, he pushed inside, groaning at the sensation. Chloe made a high-pitched noise, her walls clenching around him.

“That’s it, baby,” Jack cooed, sliding deeper. “Take Daddy’s cock.”

Chloe braced herself against the counter, her knuckles white from the strain. Jack started to move, his hips smacking against her ass with each thrust. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the kitchen, joined by their gasps and moans.

“Fuck,” Jack grunted, “you feel so good.”

Chloe could only whimper in response, her mind blanking from the intense pleasure. Jack pounded into her harder, grunting with each snap of his hips.

“Harder, Daddy,” Chloe pleaded, “please.”

Jack’s hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing lightly. His thrusts became erratic, chasing his release. Chloe’s vision swam, stars bursting behind her eyelids as Jack roughly fucked her into oblivion.

“Come for me,” he growled in her ear, biting her earlobe, “come on Daddy’s cock.”

Chloe’s orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, sending tingles throughout her entire body. She clenched around Jack, moaning his name over and over again. With a primal growl, Jack buried himself to the hilt, his cock twitching as he spilled inside her.

Chloe collapsed against the counter, her legs shaking. Jack pulled out, disposing of the condom and cleaning himself up. He pulled Chloe into a tight embrace, peppering her face with kisses.

“I can’t believe we did that,” Chloe breathed, “we’ve wanted this for so long.”

Jack chuckled, nuzzling her neck. “And it was worth the wait.”

Chloe grinned, stealing a kiss. “Mhm… and it’s not over yet.”