by Izzy Slam
“I’m not judging you, Mom. He just seems, I don’t know, a little handsy.”
“He likes to touch people. Nothing wrong with that.”
“If you’re into that, I guess,” I muttered under my breath.
Mom had met Evan a few weeks ago at this club she hung out at. Last night, she messaged and asked me to join them for dinner tonight, saying she had an important announcement. They literally bombarded me the moment I sat down with them in the restaurant, letting me know that they had gone to the Justice of the Peace that afternoon. They had only been married about six hours.
Evan was hot as hell. I’d give him that. He was mid-forties, tall, tan, and muscular with dark wavy hair and piercing sky-blue eyes. He was also an attorney, so he had money. Fuck, I could definitely see the attraction.
But Evan also was a bit of a perv. I mean, the man couldn’t keep his eyes or his hands off me throughout our five-course dinner. He had reached over a total of thirteen times to either caress my shoulder or stroke my arm. And as usual, Mom was wearing rose-colored blinders. I shouldn’t be surprised. Given her history of relationships with various men, I was convinced her heart and brain lived in her pussy.
“Well, I’m very happy. And I’d like for you to be happy for me, just this once. Stop being so selfish all the time.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder and took a sip of wine.
I stared at her in awe, wondering if she’d ever change. “I am happy for you, Mom. Truly, I am.” I touched her hand, the same way her new husband had done to me a dozen times tonight, but she just pulled it away.
Whatever.
“I need to use the restroom and take off. I’ve got an early day tomorrow.”
“Suit yourself,” she shrugged.
I stood up and grabbed my purse. “Thank you for dinner. Tell Evan it was nice to meet him, if I don’t see him on my way out.”
She nodded and lifted the bottle of wine as I walked to the back of the restaurant to search for the ladies’ room. I really had to wonder if her anger tonight stemmed from her own insecurities. Maybe she knew she had made a mistake, and what she interpreted as my lack of support made her have doubts.
Who knew. I was done trying to figure out my mother, the narcissist.
When I reached the back hall of the restaurant, I saw the two restrooms, both of them unisex, and one of them occupied. Probably the one Evan was in.
I opened the door to the vacant one, letting the door close as I felt along the wall for the light switch. The second I flipped it on, I saw Evan standing there. My heart damn near exploded on the spot, and I lurched backwards, slamming into the door.
“Jesus! You scared me,” I snapped, throwing my hand over my chest. “What are you doing in here?”
His lips pulled apart in a smirk. “I was on my way out. I had just turned off the light when you walked in.”
I furrowed my brow, doubtful. It seemed like he was waiting for something.
Or someone.
“Oh, well, I need to go,” I told him, nodding to the toilet. “So, if you don’t mind…”
He kept on with that smirk before crossing his arms over his chest. “I would, but you’re blocking the door.”
Feeling my face heat from embarrassment, I moved to the side and reached for the knob to open the door for him. But right as I began to turn it, he threw his hand up, pressing it against the wood and preventing me from pulling it open.
Nervous, I tightened my grip on the door knob as he leaned in close. I could smell his cologne, feel the testosterone oozing from him. God, he was sexy, even when he was being a creep.
“Your mother told me how pretty you were. But I just assumed she was bragging like all moms do.”
“Really? If you knew my mom at all, you would know she never brags about me. Not in the looks department or any other department. So, I know you’re lying.”
He flicked his gaze to my lips before licking his. Those blue eyes of his made my legs weak.
“What reason would I have to lie?”
I shrugged. “You tell me? Maybe to get in my pants? I don’t know.”
His eyes flared, and his jaw ticked as he stepped closer, keeping his hand pressed against my only escape route. “Believe me, if it was just about getting in your pants, I’d have that accomplished in no time.”
Despite the fact I was getting irritated as hell by this new husband of my mom’s, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at that. “Let’s get one thing clear. You will never, and I mean ever, get in my pants.”
He paused for a moment, then his hands were around my waist, picking me up off the floor and carrying me across the small room where he set me down, facing the small hand sink. I gripped the cold porcelain as he pressed his body against mine.
“What the fuck?” I snapped.
Evan slid his hands down my arms until they were at my wrists. He wrapped his fingers around them, holding me in place as he ground his erection into my backside. Butterflies swarmed through my belly, and heat bloomed between my legs. Damn it, I would not get turned on by this asshole.
I huffed, faking irritation as I watched his face become filled with animalistic desire. “Maybe I won’t get in your pants. But I will get under this skirt of yours.” He leaned close, until his lips were against my ear, tickling my flesh until my nipples tingled. “And I’d stake money on the fact that your pussy is wet right now.”
I groaned, knowing he was right. I was so fucking horny for him. But he was my mother’s husband now, my stepdad. Everything about this was sick and wrong and twisted.
Then why was my body reacting this way.
“Tell your new daddy how badly you want his cock,” he grumbled, pulling up the edge of my short skirt.
Evan used his free hand to run up the side of my arm. I felt his erection throb and poke me through his pants, and I closed my eyes to block the visual I had of his cock right then. God, this was sick. I had to get out of here.
“I do not want your cock. Now let me go.”
“Hmm, let’s see about that.” Fingers slipped under the elastic of my panties, and I bit my lip as the desire built. Despite the fact that he was an attorney, his hands were strong, rough.
Just what I’d always wanted. Fuck, I was going to crumble. I just knew it.
He circled my waist with his arm and pulled me to him. His cock was like a rod of steel along my lower back, and I swear he pushed it harder into me.
As his fingertips brushed my labia, I let out a hiss and uncontrollably arched my back. My body was on fire, my skin tingling as I ached for him to take me.
He sank into my folds, releasing a loud growl as he discovered my wetness. I trembled all over as his cock twitched again inside his pants. “I knew you’d be wet. Damn, girl. The moment I laid eyes on you, my cock turned rigid.”
Evan sank his teeth into the flesh of my neck, eliciting a small groan from my throat. I still could not admit out loud that I wanted him.
“Well, I don’t want you.”
“You’re lying.” He chuckled as he went further inside my pussy. I let my head fall back against his chest and found myself fighting the urge to thrust against his fingers.
I didn’t deny that I was lying. Couldn’t deny it, really. The truth was, I wanted him to take me, to strip me of my choice.
“Have you even fucked my mom yet? Don’t you need to save yourself for your wedding night?”
He reached up and pulled down the top of my shirt, forcing my pert tits to spill out. He twisted one of my nipples, very softly, very agonizingly. “I’m multi-orgasmic. I can cum over and over.”
I snarled, thinking of what a pig he was. My new daddy would sink his cock inside of me, then go and fuck my mom later on tonight.
“You’re disgusting,” I murmured.
With that, he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and began to swirl my clit. I held back the moans of pleasure as he went round and round, bringing me to the edge of an orgasm almost instantaneously.
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��m disgusting, what does that make you, seeing as you want to suck my disgusting cock until I shoot my disgusting cum in your mouth?”
I let out a moan as he switched to my other breast, keeping his gaze focused on my nipples that looked like bright red gumballs sitting atop my mounds. He brushed his thumb over the sensitive tissue as he continued to work my swollen clitoris.
“Oh fuck,” I muttered.
“Oh fuck is right,” he said, flicking his tongue along the tip of my ear. “You know you want to cum on my hand then suck my cock. Don’t lie to me, you horny bitch.”
I bit my lip and slowly started grinding my hips. His finger quickened on my bundle of nerves, and I felt the bloom build. He groaned in my ear, toying with my nipple and diddling my clit until stars burst in my field of vision.
I panted as I came, and Evan shoved several fingers all the way inside my dripping pussy, cupping it with his hand and rubbing my orgasm to completion with the meat of his palm.
“Mmm, I can feel how hard and intense your orgasms are. That’s going to feel nice around daddy’s thick cock.”
I mewed, still refusing to tell him how good he felt, and how fucking skilled he was with his hands. I would not give him the satisfaction.
But when he jerked down my panties and pulled his cock out, I saw just how thick it was. And I knew I was in for one hell of a fuck. I held onto the sides of the sink as he tangled his fist in my hair and gave it a tug.
“I’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll forget about every boy you’ve ever been with.”
My jaw dropped as he pushed inside of me. Damn, he was so thick. It felt like he was shoving a baseball bat inside of me. I let out a long moan and leaned forward as he gripped my hips and slammed into me.
“Ah, fuck yeah!” he growled.
His sack slapped against my swollen lips, and I had to throw my hands up to the mirror to keep my head from smashing into the glass. Every thrust went deeper and deeper, until the head of his cock bumped against my cervix.
I could feel my walls tightening around his enormous girth, and fluid was gushing from between my legs. Those rough hands of his were grabbing my breasts and squeezing, pulling my upper body forcefully into him as he fucked me hard and deep.
My fingers squeaked down the mirror as he continued to pummel me, my nipples shriveling into points as I was throttled toward another orgasm.
Oh Jesus, I don’t want to cum again. That would mean …
I’d never had a vaginal orgasm from sex. So, if he made me cum this way, then that would mean he really was good at this. Better than I’d ever had.
And I was about to cum. I was closer and closer to giving in to his claim on my body. Giving him the submission I could tell he craved.
“I knew my great big daddy cock would stretch you good,” he grunted, slamming hard with each thrust. “And you’re just about to prove how good daddy can fuck you, aren’t you, horny little girl?”
I sealed my lips shut, refusing to answer as my walls tightened. My vision went black as I came, and his growls indicated he was doing the same.
Hot liquid pulsed from my pussy as he fucked me with abandon, thick cum oozing out around his thick rod every time he moved in and out. I could feel it slide down my thighs as his grip tightened around my tits.
Pain shot through them as he squeezed harder and harder, but it ignited every bit of lust inside of me, being used for his rough pleasure like this. Part of me wanted to cry and the other part wanted to scream in pleasure. It was easy to forget we were in a public bathroom.
“Fuck, baby, your pussy is so tight around my dick…”
“Yeah … yeah … yeah …” I huffed as he rammed into me a few more times.
“Now I know you’re ready to suck me. Get down on your knees and take my cock in your mouth.” He slapped me on the side of the ass, and primal urges took over. Without giving it any thought of protest, I spun around and dropped to the cold tile floor before wrapping my fingers around his thick, sticky cock and tugging him to my lips.
I opened my mouth and sucked him in with lightning speed, tasting the salty-sour remnants of both our desire.
He grabbed the sides of my head and released a long sigh as I pulled him all the way to the back of my throat.
“That’s it. Clean daddy’s dick before I spurt again.”
All reservations melted, and I started bobbing my head back and forth, making loud sucking sounds as I gave him a blow job. I had only sucked dick a few times, and most guys had been pretty submissive about it, more shocked than pleased.
But my new daddy was not at all submissive. He growled and tugged on my hair, using my mouth as his own personal fuck-hole to thrust into.
“Damn, baby. You sure know how to make a daddy proud.”
I sucked him as hard as I could, using my tongue and pulling in my cheeks. I weaved the tip of my tongue all over his crown, feeling my jaw stretch wide every time he deep throated me.
I managed to hold back a gag when he grumbled what a cock-sucking slut I was and pushed so deep that my tonsils hurt. One hand went to his ass while the other snaked in his pants to fondle his balls.
When his slacks dropped to the floor, I got a good look at those balls, my eyes widening at how huge they were. We’re talking tennis ball sized.
“Yeah, they’re big,” he grunted, fucking my mouth slow and steady now. “Because they’re filled with cum for my little girl.”
I released a moan, thinking about all that cum that was about to shoot down my throat.
“Tell me you want daddy’s cum in your slutty mouth.”
I gripped his cock and stroked it hard and fast as I looked up at him. “I want your cum so much, daddy. Give it to me…” I purred.
Smiling down at me, he seemed pleased. I kept my eyes locked with his and stuck out my tongue, giving the wide head of his long, hard shaft a playful flick. He let out a groan.
“Fuck… do that again.”
I flicked the underside again, using my fist to stroke his length. I then spat on the head and watched a long trail of it hang off the tip before swiping it away with my thumb.
“Oh god…” he said, grabbing my head and plunging his rod to the back of my throat.
His cum pulsed out, hot and earthy. I moaned with each jet, swallowing down every bit of his salty fluid.
His cock twitched and throbbed, the veins thick and spongy on my tongue. He tasted so good, I wanted more and more.
After sliding his hands underneath my arms, he lifted me off the floor, then carried me to the corner of the bathroom where a small table rested. After sitting on the edge of it, he pulled me in his lap. I got the chance to stare into those big blue eyes of his, and that rugged face that showed years of hard work. He still looked as though he wanted to rip me in two with his cock.
“You want to kiss me, don’t you?”
I bit my lip and shook my head, even though I did want to kiss him. Well, I wanted him to kiss me.
Knowing that I was lying, daddy pulled me to his lips, parting them with his tongue and sliding it inside my mouth. Now I got a little taste of what he could do.
His moans carried all the way to my throat as he kissed me, and my body felt like it would melt into a puddle. But then, with all the suddenness of that kiss, he yanked my hair and spun me around.
And when he pulled on my shirt, I tossed my arms up and let him throw my top to the floor.
He held my skirt up high and ground his cock between my legs, getting it coated in my thick fluids as he pressed his lips to my ear. “Got one more hole to fill, baby.”
He angled his cock to the opening of my tight ass, and I clenched all over. I’d never been fucked there.
But somehow, for whatever reason, I was craving it.
I felt his crown stretch my most vulnerable hole, and I gasped from the pain.
“Relax, baby. Daddy knows what he’s doing.”
With the head already halfway inside, he wrapped an arm around my waist and moved hi
s other hand between my legs. Those magical fingers of his found my clit, and as soon as he started rubbing it in slow circles, I felt myself begin to melt once again.
“That’s it, now give me a small push, baby.”
Instinctively knowing what he meant, I leaned forward slightly, forcing my ass out a little bit, and I pushed down. A small part of me worried that I would pee all over the floor. But nothing like that happened.
Daddy’s cock pushed inside of me, filling me to the hilt.
I gasped again, but this time in pleasure as he began sliding his thick rod in and out of my puckered rose.
“Oh god, your ass is perfect…” he groaned.
I was lost in the fullness as he teased my clit some more, and the way he was claiming me in this position made me feel like every cell in my body was on fire.
It definitely brought out a new side of me, and I didn’t have any reservations about announcing my orgasm this time.
“Oh yeah, daddy. I’m going to cum. Don’t stop!”
He didn’t stop alright. He kept fucking my tight ass good and fast. His balls slapped against my pussy, and he growled like a beast as we both came at the same time. My cunt contracted hard, and he shoved what felt like his whole hand into the depths of my pussy as his rod pulsated a river of cum inside of me.
Warm fluid drizzled down my rectum, all the way to my labia where it dripped to the floor.
I felt his cock slip out of me, then watched as he lowered himself to his knees. His hair tickled my flesh as his tongue darted between my folds.
I bent forward and spread my legs, placing my hands on my knees as he licked up every bit of cum that was seeping from my rear.
“Mmmm,” he moaned. “Fuck, you taste so good.”
He located my clit and flicked it rapidly, placing his hands on the sides of my hips as he licked and sucked.
My tits hung down, and my nipples tingled as one hand wandered up and lightly fondled each one.
“Oh yessss,” I hissed, feeling another orgasm well up.
Daddy stuck a finger inside my ass as he darted his tongue along my clit. I could feel his face pressing into my backside and heard him pull in a deep breath.
