by D STEP
“I’m gonna miss you tonight,” I murmured in his ear as I squashed my breasts against his bicep. “I want to give you something to remember me by.”
I reached into the freezer compartment and grabbed an ice cube from the tray. Staring into his eyes, I popped the cube into my mouth and smiled, slowly lowering to my knees in front of his crotch. I unzipped his fly and grabbed his thick shaft, taking the first inch into my mouth, pressing the ice against his skin with my warm tongue. I felt him shivered as I began sucking his dick in and out of my mouth, keeping the ice cube against him. I grasped his hips and pulled him into me, forcing his penis deeper into my mouth, wanting him to gag me with his huge cock.
He reached down and grabbed my upper arms, pulling me to a standing position. He locked his lips with mine and sucked the melting ice cube from my mouth into his. I watched him reach over into the freezer and grab another ice cube. He pushed it into his mouth with one thick finger as he lowered himself to the floor in front of me and spit an ice cube out of his mouth into his hand. He took the cube and fingered it slowly into my pussy. I gasped with shock at the freezing cold feeling of the ice entering my hot pussy and immediately starting to melt and trickle cold water down my folds. I felt like my legs would collapse under me, but before they could, he stood up, picked my leg up in his hand and placed my foot on the granite countertop, took his cock in his hand and shoved it inside me, pushing the ice further up in my cunt. I relished the contrast of his hot cock next to the freezing-cold ice cube, and began to buck my hips against him harder, feeling myself close to orgasm.
But instead of letting me come, he pulled out again and reached towards the ice tray once more. He pulled out one ice cube after another, inserting them into my tight little pussy until I thought I would burst. He pushed three ice cubes inside me, and I squirmed against the granite countertop, feeling the cold water from the melting ice dripping down my hot, quivering thighs as I struggled to keep from collapsing onto the kitchen floor.
“Oh daddy what are you doing to me?” I screamed involuntarily as I felt the ice deep inside my pulsing cunt. I was so turned on I could hardly stand it. I watched through half-lidded eyes as Philip reached once again towards the ice cube tray. He pulled a final cube from the freezer and guided it down to my crotch. I thought he was going to put it in my pussy, but instead he rubbed it against the outside of my asshole, pushing it lightly until it slipped inside. The feeling of being filled became so overwhelming that I started coming harder than I ever had before. I felt my pussy clench against the melting ice cubes, my asshole spasming against the ice there as my clit sent explosions of pleasure through my entire body. I felt my vision blur and start to go black as I was overtaken by the explosive waves of unbearable pleasure.
I screamed and fell over the countertop, my legs shaking, struggling to breathe, feeling my stepdad behind me, holding onto my hips to keep me from falling on the ground. “Good girl,” he murmured in my ear as I shuddered helplessly against the cold granite, my nipples hard as diamonds, sweat running between my heaving breasts. I lay there on the counter for what must have been five minutes before I finally felt I had regained the strength to stand up on my own. I turned around to look at Philip, who was smirking at me, his face smug and satisfied as he watched me struggle to compose myself.
“Have a nice time at the concert, dear,” he called breezily over his shoulder as he walked out of the kitchen, leaving me to gather my soaking wet panties up from the floor to cover myself. I decided to wear the same panties to the Dan Smith concert. The cold, wet fabric against my pussy would remind me of this encounter we’d just had in the kitchen.
CHAPTER 4
The concert was great. I cheered and danced the whole time with my friends, but I couldn’t get Philip out of my head. I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he had made me come so hard I couldn’t even walk. I kept picturing his handsome face, his blue eyes, his muscular body, his warm, thick, veiny cock. All I really wanted was to go back home and crawl into bed with him. With my mother gone, we could finally be in the same bed together, and I wanted to be cradled in his arms, to sleep next to him.
The moment the concert ended, I slipped out of the venue without telling my friends or my boyfriend. I got in my car and sped all the way home, running stoplights in my eagerness to get back to Philip. Finally I pulled into the driveway and sprinted out of the car into the dark house, making my way toward Mom and Philip’s room, taking off my panties as I walked along the silent hallways. I knew Philip would love it if I came to him without any underwear on.
I crept up to the bedroom door. I could see a sliver of light coming out from under it. Good, Philip was up, he had been waiting for me to get home. I felt my pussy get a little wet as I pushed the door open slowly. What I saw when the door opened took my breath away.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Philip was with Paula. They were both totally naked on the sprawling king-size bed. Neither of them had any clothes on. Paula was on her back, legs spread wide, with Philip’s hand inside of her cunt up to the wrist. She was groaning loudly, her head thrown back, exposing her milky-white throat, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy.
I stood there frozen in place, dropping my purse to the ground. Paula and Philip heard me and stared in my direction, startled by the sound.
“What the fuck is going on here?” I screamed in anger and confusion.
Neither of them spoke. Philip withdrew his fist from Paula’s pussy with an audible pop. I stared at her gaping pussy in awe. Part of me was angry at finding them together like this, but another part of me was fascinated and intrigued. I had never seen anyone fisted before. I had never considered it as a possibility. I looked at Philip’s large hand, glistening from Paula’s pussy juices. I couldn’t believe such a large hand had gone into such a small, tight hole. I wondered what it would feel like to have Philip’s fist stuffed deep into my cunt. I remembered earlier today, the way it had felt when he stuffed those ice cubes inside of me, then filled me with his cock, the feeling of being stuffed to the limit, my pussy stretched as far as it could go. It had felt so good, so satisfying, to be crammed so full. All of a sudden I was filled with an unbearable craving to feel Philip’s fist inside of me like he had just had it inside of Paula.
“Emily…don’t be mad…please,” Paula panted, laying her hand between her legs and covering her beautiful big breasts with the other hand.
CHAPTER 5
“Shut up. I’m not mad,” I admonished her, then slowly began stripping my clothes off. I slipped my shirt up over my head, pulled my skirt down, and started unhooking my bra as I walked toward Philip and Paula, still naked on the bed. Their eyes roved over my body hungrily as I disrobed. I approached the bed and bent over Paula’s face, my hair cascading over her as I stared into her big brown eyes. She looked back at me with fear and desire; I could tell she was worried I would be angry with her, but my desire overtook all of my other emotions. I lowered my lips to hers and began to kiss her softly, dragging my tongue lightly over her plump pink lips. She moaned softly and kissed me back, raising her hands to cup my breasts, feeling their fullness, making my nipples hard with her small, soft fingers.
I flipped over onto my back, lying next to Paula, and entwined my fingers in hers. “Put your fist in me, daddy,” I pouted, gazing up through my eyelashes at my stepfather towering over us, his huge, throbbing cock in his hand, stroking it slowly as he looked back and forth between Paula and I.
“I don’t think you’re ready for that, Emily,” he said sternly, staring into my eyes, parting my pussy lips with his thumb and forefinger. “You’re so tight.”
“Daddy please fuck me with your fist,” I begged in a tiny voice, and I could see his resolve crumbling. He trailed a finger along my stomach, tracing a line down to the cleft of my vagina, rubbing my clit softly before slipping the finger deep into my pussy. I moaned and arched my back against his hand, forcing it deeper. He inserted another finger, and then another. Soon he had four fingers u
He pushed harder and harder, but no matter how hard he pressed, his fist was met with resistance. My pussy simply couldn’t open up far enough to allow his hand inside. I humped his hand frantically, trying to push him further inside of me, but his hand simply wouldn’t fit. I lay back, frustrated, breathing hard as I ground my cunt against my stepdad’s hand, desperate for release.
“Baby, it’s not gonna fit,” he said apologetically, looking down into my face sympathetically.
“No!” I exclaimed, squeezing my legs together and frowning up at him, trying to keep his hand in place.
“Here, let me try. My hand is smaller,” Paula whispered, replacing Philip’s hand with her own smaller one. She slowly slid two fingers down the mound of my labia, stroking gently all the way down until she reached my clit. She rubbed it gently, and I moaned in ecstasy, my whole body melting under her touch. She lowered her mouth to my tits and began sucking on my right nipple, sliding her tongue around and over the tip, biting down softly with her teeth, playing with my swollen clit the whole time. Soon I was squirming uncontrollably, pushing my hips against her hand, wanting to feel more of her fingers inside of me. She slid two fingers inside of me, then three. I felt her fit a fourth in, and the feeling of her fingers stretching my cunt made me shiver and moan with pleasure. Just when I thought she couldn’t fit anything else inside of me, I felt her fold her thumb and push it up inside. I couldn’t believe it; she had all of her fingers up inside my cunt.
“Put your fist in,” I begged, pumping my hips faster up and down, pulling her head harder against my tits. I felt her close her hand and continue pushing inside of me, the pressure was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. It hurt a little bit, but at the same time, I felt more pleasure than I’d ever had in my life. I felt her tiny fist slip into my tight cunt. I looked down and saw that she was buried inside of me up to her delicate wrist.
“Fuck me, please, fuck me with your fist,” I gasped, and Paula started sliding her hand in and out of my slick, wet cunt, her fingers curled into a fist the entire time. I felt the knuckle of her thumb hit my g-spot as I fucked her hand. Philip started sucking hard and slow on my tits as Paula was fist fucking me. I moaned uncontrollably, my body taking over as I humped against Paula’s small tan hand.
All of a sudden I couldn’t take it anymore, I wanted to feel Philip’s cock in my mouth. I pushed Paula away from me and got on my knees on the soft bed. I grabbed Philip’s hips and drew him towards me cock-first. Paula sat down next to me and pressed her face against mine in a slow, passionate kiss. We turned toward Philip’s thick, throbbing cock. “You wanna suck it with me?” I asked in a voice choked with pleasure. “Yeah baby,” she purred, licking my chin with her long pink tongue.
We turned to face the huge cock in front of us. I started licking around the head as Paula gripped the shaft firmly in her hand, stroking it up and down, pausing occasionally to massage his balls. She licked along the length of his dick, caressing the swollen veins with her tongue, while I gently sucked the first couple of inches into and out of my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive skin at the head of his cock, moaning as I took it deep into my throat. I looked up at Philip; he had one hand on each of our heads, guiding us as we sucked him enthusiastically, slurping up each others’ spit and Philip’s thick pre-cum, twining our tongues against each other as we sucked his cock together.
He pulled us both up by our hair and started kissing us, the three of us making out together, our tongues sliding against each other as we eagerly caressed each others’ bodies. I wanted to taste Paula’s pussy, to rub my face against her clit. I’d never gone down on a woman before. As I lowered my face to her crotch and pressed my mouth against her slit, I slowly slid my tongue out and moved it up and down against her wet cunt. I heard her groan and felt her press against my face; I sped my movements up and she started humping harder and faster. All of a sudden I felt Philip slide his head between my legs and start tonguing my labia, softly at first, and then more insistently as I ground myself against his face, eating Paula’s pussy at the same time. I screamed into Paula’s pussy lips and heard her start to come, smothering my face with her vagina, her cunt pulsing as her fluids poured into my mouth. I licked her clean and swallowed every last drop as Philip kissed my pussy deep and hard.
Philip was lying between my legs eating me out; the feeling was so fucking good that I sat down on his face, sliding my slit back and forth over his tongue, pinching my own nipples and gazing down at Paula as she lay there shuddering and shivering after her orgasm. The sight of her was turning me on so much that I felt like I was going to come. The feeling of my impending orgasm was so intense it was frightening. I didn’t want to let go, for fear I would almost pass out like I had earlier in the kitchen with my stepdad. But as I humped Philip’s face and stared at Paula’s spread-open cunt, I felt myself lose control. I let go, my hips moving faster and faster, fucking my stepdaddy’s face, and I felt myself start to come hard. I gazed into Paula’s eyes as I came all over my stepdad’s face, covering it with my pussy fluid, smearing his face with my juices as I spasmed over and over again on top of him.
As I came, I realized I was gushing fluid all over the place. I had heard about squirting, but never thought it was something that really happened. This had never happened to me before! I felt embarrassed but I couldn’t stop the flow of liquid from between my legs. I looked down and saw that Philip and Paula had their mouths open, and were hungrily slurping up the squirt that was coming out from my pussy. The sight of them gulping my juices was so fucking hot, I felt myself come once more, pulsing out a bit more fluid with my last orgasm.
As I watched my fluids fill their mouths, I was distracted by a noise near the entrance of the living room. I looked up in horror and realized it was my mother! She was standing in the doorway, and had dropped her heavy luggage onto the wood floor, making a loud bang. The three of us stopped what we were doing and looked at her in horror. She had caught us! What were we going to do?
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“Ok, I’ll start.” Theo said leaning back on his hands. “My hottest sexual fantasy… two chicks, one riding me cowgirl style, the other riding my face and they are both facing each other and making out while I finger their clits, fucking one and eating the other out – all while we are on my surfboard.”
“Wouldn’t you fall off?” I asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
“Not if we were on the sand, like I was giving them a lesson in how to ride a surf…er.” He said with a wink. The flickering firelight caressed his blonde locks, turning them golden. “Xavier, what’s your hottest fantasy?” he asked, his eyes casually drifting over to me, catching my gaze for a pointed moment before he focused on Xavier. I felt my cheeks redden, but the light of the fire seemed to hide my blush, I felt my pussy tingle with need.
“Hmm…” Xavier said, taking a swig of his beer and then admiring the bottle as he went deep in thought.
“Chick laying on a kitchen counter, there’s jello-shots along her body, one on each nipple and one nestled between the succulent lips of her pussy. I take each shot, starting with the ones on her chest, then suck the shots from her nipples, moving down, licking and sucking the melting jello from her body before I lick the last one out from her lips, tongue fucking her as I clean the shot from her cunt.” Xavier grinned and licked his lips in desire.
I felt my heart rate speed up, his eyes had me entrapped. My breathing hitched. “Then I’d climb atop her and make her scream my name as I fucked her hard… and fast...” I took a big gulp of my drink, then topped it up, my pussy was screaming for his mouth and tongue to do just that…
“Cullen?” Theo said, taking a swig of his beer. I turned my attention to my step brother, and hadn’t realized his eyes had been watching me the whole time.
“Oh I think that we should hear Jai’s next.” He said with a smile.
“Mine?” I asked, a little shocked.
“Yes, yours, what is your hottest sexual fantasy?”
“O-okay…” I said, clenching my thighs together in a vain attempt to curve the neediness that I felt down there. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
“I am with three really hot guys, they’ve got me held down, not too rough but just enough that I know that I can’t get by them, but I know I’m safe with them, it’s all consensual, and we all want it. They each take turns with me, licking, fucking, sucking. Using my body as we all fall into the deep pleasures of our bodies. I get fucked six ways from Sunday, double penetration. Two cocks in my pussy as they stretch me and one in my ass, a triple fucking. I’m theirs to play with, but they are also mine to play with as well.” I opened my eyes and look at the guys.
Their eyes were locked on me. I blushed.
“And on that note… I’m going to take a nice cold swim.” I said. I drained my drink and got up, brushing the rough grains of sand from my body. I walked down to the waterline and entered the water. It was cool on my skin, heated from the flames of the bonfire and my own arousal. I ducked under the water, feeling it cool and calm me as it washed over my needy body. I broke the surface and pulled my hands over my face, running up to my hair and sluicing the salty water from my mane.
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