My Stepdaughters Big Goth Tits On Full Display

Title: “Stepdaddy’s Gothic Grotess”

The dimly lit lounge hummed with an electrical rigidity as I entered, my gaze instantly drawn to the hanging determine sprawled on the plush sofa. Her jet-black hair fell in wild waves round her porcelain face, framed by deep crimson lipstick. Fishnet stockings hugged her lengthy, slender legs, the darkish ribbons of lace contrasting towards her pale pores and skin. And her costume – oh, that costume. A skimpy black quantity with a plunging neckline that appeared to vanish between the swells of her ample breasts. The high buttons had been undone, the creamy mounds of cleavage on full show, straining towards the flimsy material.

“Daddy…” she purred as she observed my entrance, a sultry smile taking part in throughout her full lips. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

I swallowed onerous, ingesting within the sight of her. My stepdaughter, my little goth princess, remodeled right into a siren earlier than my very eyes. “Rebecca, what are you doing?” I managed to rasp out, my eyes helplessly drawn to her heaving bosom.

She giggled, a throaty sound that despatched shivers down my backbone. “Isn’t it obvious, Daddy? I want you.” She trailed a finger down her uncovered cleavage, dipping into the valley between her breasts.

I felt a throb in my groin at that easy, wanton gesture. God, what was she doing to me? I used to be her stepfather, for Christ’s sake. But the primal starvation in her darkish eyes, the best way she was providing herself as much as me like a sacrifice… it was an excessive amount of to withstand.

With a growl, I crossed the room in two strides, dropping to my knees earlier than her. My palms flew to her bared thighs, gripping them possessively as I buried my face between her legs. She wore no panties, and the scent of her arousal hit me like a drug. I could not get sufficient. I nuzzled towards her drenched folds, lapping at her hungrily.

Rebecca threaded her fingers via my hair, pushing my face tougher towards her intercourse. “Mm yes, Daddy! That’s it!” she moaned, grinding herself towards my keen tongue. I may really feel her trembling, so near the sting already. But I wished extra. I wanted to style each inch of her.

Surfacing from between her thighs with a moist kiss, I started trailing my mouth up the size of her physique. I lavished consideration on every slender leg, paying particular homage to the fragile stockings. As I reached the within of her thighs, I needed to pause to nuzzle my face towards the lacy band of the stockings stretched taut throughout her tender pores and skin. Then I started working my manner larger up on her physique. As I encountered the hem of her skirt bunched round her hips, I found she wore nothing beneath. Delighted, I continued my journey to her stomach button, which I circled my tongue round, luxuriating in her heat, intimate scent. Then I conquered particularly moist territory between her legs as soon as extra. Before lengthy, I had labored my manner again as much as her breasts.

I feasted on them via the flimsy material of her high. Each nipple stiffened towards my tongue as I flicked throughout them via the skinny fabric and teased from every. Satisfied they had been each primed and struggling to interrupt free completely from their lace jail, I sucked them each into my mouth, one after the opposite, via the lacings. The instantaneous I launched them, I latched onto every onerous, pink nub and suckled till they had been swollen and engorged.

Rebecca had been writhing towards me, impaling herself on my hand as I had plunged it between her legs and plunged deep, filling her, stroking her most tender passage as I suckled. As my fingers rubbed towards her delicate spot and curled upward to stroke from inside, she climaxed. Her muscle tissues quivered round my pumping fingers as I fucked her via it, milking her for each drop. Then I withdrew my slick fingers from her dripping farther and introduced them to my lips to style her nectar. Rebecca wanted no encouragement right here, and leaned over to plant a hungry, dripping lip-lock on my stiff member. While nonetheless holding her by the hair, I fucked my inflexible cock out and in of her heat mouth as she bobbed and sucked to completion.

She slurped lovingly on my throbbing manhood, her contact almost reverent. The depth she reserved for that act skimmed awfully near worship, and I used to be tempted to discover that route together with her, twisted because it was. But that was a street for one more day. For now, I seized her hair once more and slowly pulled her head again, releasing my cock with a lewd pop! as I withdrew from between her swollen lips. She was panting, eyes glowing with rapture atop flushed cheeks as she gazed up at me adoringly.

I yanked Rebecca off her knees by the hair and flipped her round on the sofa to kneel on all fours. Then I took heavy handfuls of her succulent ass, pulling her hips again till her dripping slit pressed tight towards my straining erection. I rubbed my cock up and down her slick slit, teasing her entrance, relishing the smooth mewling sounds she made in response.

“Please, Daddy,” she begged, writhing again towards me. “I need your big cock inside me. I want you to fill me up until I can’t take anymore.”

That was all of the encouragement I wanted. With one clean thrust, I buried myself deep inside her clenching warmth. We each moaned on the sensation, me on the beautiful tightness gripping my shaft, her at being stretched and stuffed so fully.

I set a brutal tempo, hammering into her, my hips smacking towards the rounded globes of her ass with every highly effective thrust. Rebecca pushed again to fulfill me, her physique undulating sinuously. The sound of pores and skin slapping towards pores and skin stuffed the room, punctuated by our grunts and moans of delight.

“So fucking tight,” I growled, my fingers digging into her hips onerous sufficient to bruise. “Take my cock, you naughty girl.”

“Yes Daddy, yes!” she cried, her voice distant and dreamy from the drive of my relentless pounding. “Fuck me harder! Use me!”

I knew I would not final lengthy, not with the best way her tight partitions had been fluttering round my cock. I reached round to fondle her bouncing breasts, tweaking her nipples roughly. Rebecca keened, undulating much more wildly as the brilliant pleasure/ache lit up her nerve endings.

I may really feel my very own launch barrelling in the direction of me, coiling in my stomach like a spring able to snap. I quickened my thrusts, driving into her tougher, deeper, chasing my pleasure.

“Daddy, I’m gonna cum!” Rebecca wailed out of the blue. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming on your big fat cock!”

Her phrases did me in, pushing me over the sting. I rammed myself as deep as I may go and exploded, flooding her with my seed. My cock throbbed and pulsed inside her as I pumped what felt like an limitless stream of semen into her keen cunt.

When we had been each spent, I collapsed towards her again, respiration closely. We stayed like that for an extended second, basking within the afterglow.

Finally, I pulled out of her with a moist squelch. My softening cock had been spurting the stays of our blended essences as I exited her ravished gap, leaving a creamy dripping mess on her thighs and the material of the sofa. “Jesus Rebecca,” I panted. “Where did you learn to fuck like that?”

She flashed me a coy smile over her shoulder. “You’re not the only one with secrets, Daddy.” Rising from the sofa in a lithe, fluid movement, she bent on the waist to retrieve her deserted panties. As she stepped into them, she threw me a wink. “Maybe I’ll share them with you sometime.”

With that tantalizing promise, she sauntered out of the room, leaving me alone with my whirling ideas and a throbbing, happy cock.

I knew this was improper, forbidden. She was my stepdaughter. But the reminiscences of her tight, moist warmth, these good tits bouncing as I drilled into her, lingered, fueling my arousal as soon as once more. I knew it would not be the final time. Dirty, filthy Daddy-daughter incest. I needed to have extra.