by Izzy Slam
It was a ride I never wanted to end.
His kiss became more eager, and our hands were suddenly all over each other, his along my back and sides, and mine, tearing at his shirt to feel his skin on my fingers. But the coat was too restrictive. I found myself tugging against the material just for a chance to feel his skin.
Daddy broke our kiss, grabbing me by the hair and craning my head to plant kisses along my neck. His tongue dragged along my flesh as our hands became more frantic.
“Oh, daddy,” I purred.
He released a groan and pressed his lips harder to my flesh, tugging on my skin as he sucked and bit. Pleasure-induced goose pimples danced along every inch of me, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more, more of him on me and in me.
“Get this off,” he growled, pulling on my sleeve. I guess he wasn’t concerned with the cold anymore. At that point, I was layered in sweat; both of us were. The kind that covers you when your desire overwhelms you, and the only person you’ve ever loved is clawing at you in a desperate attempt to get you naked.
I turned in the seat and tugged off the sleeve of the coat, and my body heat remained trapped underneath several layers of thick clothes. But at least now, with the coat off, I was accessible to him.
Daddy ran his hands up my front, and I felt his knuckles brush the underside of my bra. Black satin. I was glad I hadn’t skimped out and threw on my sports bra. I would be mortified if he saw me in that thing.
I felt breathless as he roamed my breasts, discovering me for the first time with hungry, eager grabs. I wondered if he hungered for every part of me the way I did him. It was hard to believe how much I must have been craving this. But the way it felt was like I had been waiting a lifetime.
He kissed me again, this time with those hands caressing my breasts, teasing my nipples through the satin fabric. I felt them pucker as daddy teased them torturously, forcing waves of ecstasy to wash over me in waves that left me feeling heady.
“I want you, baby girl.” His forehead bumped into mine, and he bore his gaze into me, pulling me close to him with a look. “And I don’t want to wait till we get home.”
I sat there trying to catch my breath while glancing over his shoulder and out the window at the storm. Snow seemed to be blanketing us all around, smothering everything in white. I couldn’t see anything in the distance. Even the tops of the pine trees had disappeared. Under different circumstances, I would have been petrified out of my mind. But everything in my world took on a whole new meaning, with all new priorities. There was a sense of urgency I had never felt before.
“I don’t want to wait either,” I told him. I ran my hands up his face, felt the bite of his stubble on my palms. I wanted that feeling between my legs.
“You won’t have to wait,” he grumbled, pushing me down with the weight of his body.
I fell backwards and he crashed atop me, sinking his teeth into my flesh as he began dry fucking me, grinding his erection over my pussy. Desire bloomed inside of my core as my pussy leaked onto my panties. I thrust my hips upward, grinding in a circle as he found my lips again to kiss me and pant inside my mouth.
He sat up and grabbed the waist of my jeans, sloppily unbuttoning them before yanking down my zipper. I saw his breath fill the air, small puffs of white as he smiled down at me.
“Only you could make me so hot in this cold.”
I laughed softly, noticing the white clouds filtering from my mouth. “I’m hot, too, daddy. Isn’t that crazy?”
With a hungry look in his eyes, he tugged down my jeans, his head pushed forward from the roof of the car. His arms bumped into the steering wheel as he attempted to lower the denim past my knees.
“We don’t have a lot of room to work with here.” He pulled off his coat then grabbed me by the arm to pull me to a sitting position. Then he tossed his coat behind me. “Lean against the door and spread those legs for me.”
I scooched back and yanked one leg of my jeans off so I could do as he asked. Juices seeped out between my legs. I was so ready to feel him take me, however he wanted.
He let his fingers travel down the inside of my thighs, teasing me with his touch. I bit my lip and released a hard breath as those fingers found my lips, swollen and glistening by now.
“Fuck, baby. You know how bad I want to attack this pussy of yours?”
I widened my legs and lifted my triple layer of sweatshirts up, grabbing the lower part of my bra on the way. Cold air swirled around my small breasts, forcing my nipples to tighten. Daddy made a face of approval, reaching up to cup my mounds.
“So young and beautiful. Everything about you is perfect, baby.”
He leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth as his fingers parted my lips. My eyes closed as the warmth of his body heat surrounded me, warming me once again. He flicked my bud with his tongue and swirled the tip of my clit with the pad of his finger, making me delirious.
I bucked my hips and released a moan as my hands wandered through his thick head of hair. He quickly moved to my other breast, spending several minutes teasing that nipple while plunging a few fingers inside my channel, several knuckles deep. Pleasure danced along my spine as he brought me to the edge with lightning speed.
“Oh no you don’t,” he said, looking me in the eyes.
“What?”
“You’re not going to cum on my hand. I want to feel that delicious pussy of yours dancing on my tongue.”
Without giving me a chance to reply, he dove between my legs. All I could see was the top of his head as he snaked his tongue deep in my folds while rubbing the pad of his thumb over my pearl.
I instinctively reached up to fondle my breasts, toying with my nipples as his tongue worked its way upward, lapping at my clit with expert skill. Juices dribbled down the swell of my ass as he tugged my clit past his lips and suckled softly.
I came so close then, that ball of tension growing bigger and tighter in my stomach, but then he stopped and spat between my legs, the orgasm subsiding as he slowly sank several fingers in my cunt. I had never been able to achieve an orgasm from sex, or from being fingered. Something I’d heard was common with most women. But the way daddy was angling his hand and caressing the deepest parts of my walls, I felt as though I might be able to.
He looked up at me, his eyes flickering back and forth between my breasts and my face while massaging the upper part of my pussy. It burned a little and made me feel like I had to pee. But as weird as the sensation was, it also felt like orgasm material.
My thighs started to shake and I rolled my hips up and down as a sound formed deep in my throat.
“Yes, daddy. Oh yes,” I moaned.
He licked his lips and stared at me for a few more seconds, then I watched him flick his tongue out, sweeping the swollen bud of tissue peeking out from between my lips.
“Oh shit!” I cried out.
Smiling, he did it again, using his fingers to bring me to the edge while licking my clit. That burn spread throughout my core, all the way to my limbs, and I thrashed uncontrollably as I came, calling out his name over and over and fisting his hair.
He didn’t stop, though, just kept licking and fingering me until I came again, the pain sharp now. So sharp I thought it would rip me in two. After the second orgasm, I was spent, so I pushed his head away.
Daddy’s lips were shiny with my fluids, his face red and his eyes dark and hungry.
“Suck my cock for a few minutes. I need to feel those lips around me, baby girl.”
He ripped open his zipper and removed himself as I leaned forward to kiss him, licking myself off his lips. He cupped the back of my head and released a long growl.
“Hurry,” he whispered. I could feel him stroking himself, and I know he must have been about to burst.
So I got on my knees. With my feet pressed against the passenger door and not a lot of room to move around, I lowered my head to his cock, taking a good look at it before wrapping my lips around his girth. I didn’t have a lot of expe
rience to know whether he was bigger than the average male, but I do know that my lips were pulled taut as I took him in. To me, he seemed thick. Thick with soft skin, yet hard through and through.
He twitched in my mouth, and warm, salty fluid seeped from his slit. I ran the tip of my tongue around it, wanting more.
Daddy groaned and put his hand on the back of my head, telling me how good it felt. And inspired, I grabbed the base of him as best I could, given the awkward position I was in, and pumped up and down as I lapped at his crown.
He hissed and groaned, thrust his hips good and hard several times as he released a lust-filled growl.
“You’re making it hard for me to hold back, baby girl. I can’t decide if I should cum in your mouth or your pussy.”
I teased him by twisting my head at an angle so that he could see me licking the length of his thick cock. I flicked my tongue around the mushroomed head, and he twitched a few times.
“God damn…” he said, wrapping his fingers around my hair.
I tugged him fully into my mouth then, going all the way down and sucking him hard. The spongy veins along his cock seemed to pulse every time I fully engulfed him, and when he lengthened and turned to steel, I found myself working harder to suck him faster.
Suddenly, he gripped my hair tightly and pulled me up. His teeth had sunk into his lower lip, and he was shaking his head.
“Get up here and straddle my lap, baby. I want to kiss you while I cum.”
Tingles of excitement rippled through me as I removed my jeans and crawled in his lap. The steering wheel was pushing me into him, so he slid across the seat a foot or so to give me more room, keeping his hands cupped over the cheeks of my ass.
In one motion, he pulled me over his cock and brought me in for a kiss. His girth stretched my walls as he slid inside of me, the pressure immense but blissful. So much so that I met his entrance with a thrust of the hips.
“Baby, you’re so tight.”
I huffed and wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. “You’re so big, daddy.”
He swatted me on the ass, quickening my breath and my heart. “You made it grow that big by being the sexiest stepdaughter ever. The sexiest woman.”
In one swift movement, he drove his cock deep inside of me as he closed his lips over mine, claiming me with a kiss and a fuck. I knew right then I would be ruined for all other men.
No one would ever be able to love me the way my daddy did.
He kept a steady pace, drilling his thick cock in and out of my tight, dripping wet pussy while I tried to keep up with him, gyrating my pelvis and grinding my cunt over his shaft. Need seemed to consume every cell in my body as we humped like two wild animals.
We continued making out, daddy’s hands roaming up and down my backside, cupping my ass then grabbing my hair and tugging it tightly, reminding me that I belonged to him.
He pushed himself so deep that the tip of his cock made contact with my cervix, not in a rough sort of way, just enough to elicit the beginnings of an orgasm. I went teetering down that cliff when my clit finally made contact with his tuft of hair.
“Ohhhhh … yessssss…”
I pressed my body closer to his as I ground my pussy harder, faster, forcing my orgasm to rip through me with intense pleasure. And my walls clenched around his thick cock, sending him into a growling frenzy.
“Ahhhhh, baby,” he groaned, spurting his seed inside my pussy as it throbbed over and over while I came. He held me tight, keeping his big hands covering the round globes of my ass and holding me in place.
Both of us moaned in unison with our synchronous release, the intensity of the moment coming over me in waves. I had never felt closer to him, and I think it was the happiest moment of my life.
The head of his cock pulsed against my cervix, and I reveled in the warmth of his seed as it trickled out of me, a little bit oozing out with each thrust.
And when he went soft, the slickness of his length as it slipped out of me was so erotic, especially since some of his cum was still trapped inside of me. I liked the thought of my daddy filling me up so much that I wouldn’t be able to contain it all.
Daddy didn’t let me go. Not for a while anyway. He held me there, softly stroking my back and placing kisses on the side of my face.
“Shouldn’t we get dressed before the tow truck comes?”
He let out a long breath. “I suppose we should. But I’m checking us into a hotel and continuing with this tonight.”
“That sounds like the birthday celebration of a lifetime, even if it is a day late.”
Daddy chuckled, right as we heard the faint sounds of a diesel truck in the distance.
“Sounds like we’re about to be rescued, baby girl.”
I shook my head. “You already rescued me, daddy.”
He really had. And I couldn’t wait to get under the covers later and show him just how much I loved him.
~The End
Saddle Up, Daddy
***
It was supposed to be an innocent outing—a way for me and my stepdaughter to spend a little time together before she starts college. But a picnic turns into a trail ride, and when our horses get a little rowdy, Ellie gets tossed to the ground, completely obliterating her bikini top. I have no choice but to give her my shirt, which doesn’t thrill me since I’ve been admiring her curves the whole time.
And it looks like Ellie can’t keep her eyes off my chest either. Pretty soon, her hands follow, and one thing leads to another…
When I pulled into the parking lot of the stables where my eighteen-year-old stepdaughter Ellie worked, I was surprised to see so many cars. But since this was the official last day of the summer, I shouldn’t be surprised that most people would be getting their last hoorah in.
Ellie herself was headed to college in the morning. Her school is only forty-five minutes away, but she’ll be living on campus. And to celebrate what she had termed “the end of her childhood and the start of something great,” the two of us were going for a picnic together at her favorite spot, which just happened to be where she worked.
I didn’t blame her. Ellie had always loved being around animals, especially horses. So when she got hired here midway through her senior year, she had asked for as many hours as possible.
I was proud of my baby girl. She worked hard, did well in school, and got accepted to one of the most competitive universities in the state. And all that after her mother had come out of the closet as a lesbian six months ago, then moved three hours away to be with her new girlfriend. Ellie had put on a tough front, but then she broke down and begged to stay with me so she wouldn’t have to move. The changes were a little hard, but we’d gotten through them together.
I pulled the food out of the back seat of my car and glanced around the property for my stepdaughter. I had promised Ellie I’d bring everything needed for our picnic, right down to the checkerboard tablecloth. When I saw her outside the stable tossing a saddle over a horse, I nearly stopped dead in my tracks for two reasons. One, Ellie was supposed to be finished with work for the day, and two, she looked topless. Her back shimmered with suntan oil, her smooth skin glistening in the sun as if speckled with tiny little diamonds. Blood surged through my cock, and I swore under my breath, immediately feeling guilty for perving on my girl.
Needless to say, Ellie is drop-dead gorgeous. With long brown hair, a flat waist, and hips with curves guaranteed to stop traffic, she belonged on the covers of magazines, not scooping horse manure from a barn.
And because it had been nearly a year since her mother and I had done the nasty, I ‘d been looking at my stepdaughter in ways I knew I shouldn’t. Hey, I tried numerous times telling my cock to chill the fuck out, but it wouldn’t listen.
I knew she couldn’t be topless, and as I got closer, I made out the thin white straps of a bikini. Her light blue jeans hugged every inch of her luscious lower half, making me wonder how the hell I would get through our picnic without the boner to end all boner
s. I actually considered going to the restroom to jerk off before approaching her, just to relieve the tension I was suddenly feeling. But the second the idea popped in my head, Ellie spun around and saw me. She darted my way, holding onto her cute straw hat and beaming from ear to ear.
“Hey, daddy!”
Her tits were out of control, bouncing like water balloons atop her chest. Worried they would spill out of her bikini top, I instinctively covered my own chest with my free hand, as if that would save her titties from exposure to the elements.
Not that I didn’t want to see them. Because believe me, I did. I just didn’t want anything to embarrass her.
“Hey, baby girl,” I laughed as her body slammed into mine. I held the cooler out to the side as she gave me a light squeeze. The scent of coconut from her suntan oil hit me about as hard as her hug did.
“You’re just in time to saddle up your horse.”
“My what?”
Ellie placed her palms on my cheeks and aimed those baby blues at me. “Slight change of plans. Our picnic spot is taken with this crazy crowd. So, we’re going to ride up the mountain and eat at the private overlook.”
Private overlook? On a horse? I gulped and glanced down at her chest. I know I shouldn’t have stolen a peek, but Ellie rarely dressed like this around me. Even her bathing suits had always been a one-piece. But this thing? The white triangular swatches of silky fabric barely covering her breasts were making me hard as a fucking rock. The way her mounds swelled each time she took a breath, her skin shimmering like oily glitter. Shit. I needed to stop thinking like this.
“Earth to daddy.” She snapped in front of my face. “Did you hear me?”
“Yeah, I heard you. Why don’t we just park it out in the field?” I nodded behind her. “I don’t see why we have to go to the trouble of saddling up horses and climbing up a mountain.”
