STEPDAD FUCKS ME ON MY BED PART 1

Kinks: anal sex, rough, dominant, taboo, incest

The door to Sarah's bedroom creaked open just a little bit, enough for me to peek my head inside. I had heard some soft, muffled whimpers coming from down the hall, and I couldn't resist the urge to investigate. That's when I saw her - my 18-year-old stepdaughter Sarah, sprawled out on her pink bed sheets.

Her curvy body was arched and twitching in the dim afternoon light filtering through the curtains. She was a sight to behold, with her brunette hair tangled around her flushed face, and her full, perky breasts heaving up and down with each breath she took.

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw what she was doing. There she was, with her hand buried deep between her soft, trembling thighs. Her fingers were moving fast and slick over her wet pussy, dipping in and out with desperate little thrusts.

Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, and her panties were shoved aside to give her easy access. The air in the room was filled with the sweet, musky scent of her arousal, and I felt my own cock twitch hard in my jeans as an old hunger stirred deep in my gut.

I had caught glimpses of Sarah's curiosity before, the way her eyes would linger on me for just a moment too long, but this? This was raw, forbidden need laid bare for me to see. It was like she couldn't control herself anymore, like she needed to touch herself right there in broad daylight where anyone could walk in and catch her.

I barged into the room, my heart pounding with a strange mix of shock and dark excitement. There she was, Sarah, laid out on the bed, eyes flying open in surprise. But she didn't stop, didn't pull away. Her fingers stilled mid-motion, tracing teasing circles on her slick, swollen lips. I drank in the sight - her flushed cheeks, heaving chest, the way her pussy glistened invitingly.

'Mark?' she breathed, voice husky with need. A blush spread across her face, but there was no fear in her eyes. Only a spark of eagerness, like she'd been waiting for this moment.

I loomed over her, my tall, muscular frame casting a shadow across the bed. I was 45, but my body was still strong, my hands rough from years of hard work.

'Don't let me interrupt you, sweetheart,' I growled, my voice low and commanding.

I reached out, my calloused hand tracing the curve of her hip. I could feel her shiver under my touch, her skin hot and soft. Our eyes locked, that old spark between us crackling like lightning. I'd always noticed her, watched her grow from a girl into a woman. But now? Now I couldn't hold back any longer.

Her chest heaved as my fingers entwined with hers, pushing her hand away gently but forcefully, taking charge. She was dripping wet, her juices smearing my fingertips as I rubbed circles on her clit, slowly at first, teasing the sensitive nub until she whimpered.

"Oh my god, what are you—" she started to say, but I stopped her with a sharp look, my other hand gripping her thigh and spreading her legs wider. I could feel her heart pounding under my touch, her inexperience making each stroke an awakening.

Slipping two fingers inside her tight pussy, I matched the rhythm she had set - deep, curling thrusts that made her walls clench around me. She was so fucking wet, the sounds obscene, slick and squishy as I pumped in and out.

"You've been touching yourself like this, thinking about me?" I asked gruffly, my thumb pressing her clit in firm circles.

Sarah nodded, gasping, her hands grasping the sheets. "Yes... I can't help it. You're always so strong, so... close." Her confession hit me like a punch, igniting the protective dominance I had suppressed, now unleashed in the heat of her body.

I couldn't wait any longer. With a grunt, I pulled her up, flipping her onto my lap as I sat on the edge of the bed. My cock strained against my zipper, thick and aching, and I quickly freed it, the head already leaking pre-cum. Sarah's eyes widened at the sight - my experienced length, veined and hard for her.

"Mark, please," she begged, her voice a mix of nerves and desire, grinding her wet pussy against my thigh. I gripped her hips, rough hands digging into her soft flesh, and positioned her over me.

"You want this, don't you? My cock inside you?" She nodded frantically, and I thrust up, burying myself deep in one brutal stroke. Her pussy stretched around me, tight and hot, gripping like a vice as she cried out, nails raking my shoulders.

We moved together in a frenzy, her luscious curves bouncing on my lap with each rough, urgent thrust. I gripped her hips tightly, slamming up into her dripping wet pussy, the slap of skin on skin filling the room.

"Fuck, you're so fucking tight," I groaned, feeling her juices drip down my balls, the forbidden age gap between us only making me want her more - this young, eager girl surrendering to my dominant control.

Sarah's moans turned to screams of pleasure as she rode me hard, her perky breasts pressing against my chest as she ground down on my throbbing cock. Her tight walls fluttered with each deep plunge.

"Harder, Mark! Oh fuck, yes!" she wailed, her head thrown back, long brunette hair whipping with the motion.

Emotion surged through me, a twisted love for her vulnerability and trust in my dominance. I wrapped a hand in her silky hair, pulling her soft lips to mine in a bruising, passionate kiss. Our tongues clashed as I fucked her relentlessly, our bodies slick with sweat from the intensity.

The creaking of the bed echoed her screams of my name like a plea as I pounded into her needy pussy, feeling her tighten and pulse around me. She craved my power, grinding down to take every thick inch. I knew she was close but held back, wanting to draw out our pleasure, to explore every inch of her desire for me.

Her pussy gripped my cock like a lifeline, every thrust pulling us deeper into this forbidden storm.

Sarah's screams of pleasure echoed in my ears as her body trembled on the brink, but I wasn't done exploring her yet. Not by a long shot. The way she'd confessed her secret fantasies about me, ignited something primal deep inside me. I wanted to push her further, to show her the depths of what we could share - this twisted bond between stepfather and stepdaughter that felt so fucking right in the heat of the moment.

As I let my palm drift down the curve of Sarah's slick back, my fingers found the place where our bodies were joined in heated passion. Her swollen pussy lips glistened with our mixed arousal, stretched wide around my thick, throbbing cock as I drove up into her with deep, powerful thrusts.

Gathering some of her slick wetness on my rough fingertips, I traced a teasing path from her dripping slit up to the tight, puckered entrance of her ass just above. Sarah gasped, her movements faltering as she felt my touch on such a sensitive, untouched part of her body.