“You got a minute before you get ready for work?” my bearded, hunky stepdad Ted asked, having a seat on my bed early in the morning. He was shirtless, as always, his chiseled body driving me wild. “I think we should talk about last night.”
“There’s nothing to talk about,” I assured him.
“I fucked your ass,” Ted countered. “That’s hardly nothing.”
“Really—it’s no big deal,” I doubled down. “Mom is out of town. You needed to get your rocks off. You were drunk. And so you fucked my ass.”
“I wasn’t that drunk.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I laughed. “These things happen all the time.”
“Not to me,” Ted spat. “I’ve never cheated on your mother. And I’ve certainly never fucked a guy.”
“There’s a first time for everything.”
“Yeah, well, I’m your stepdad,” he puffed out his chest authoritatively. “It was wrong for me to fuck you. I should never have taken advantage of you like that.”
“Taken advantage?” I laughed. “First, I’m twenty years old. I’m capable of consent. And second, it should have been clear that you had my consent when I kept screaming, ‘Fuck me with that big cock,’ over and over again.”
“Well, that still doesn’t make it right.”
“But you liked it, didn’t you?” I asked. “You liked fucking my ass?”
“Shit,” he exhaled. “I’m not gonna answer that.”
“This is the best cunt I’ve ever had,” I impersonated his deep, sonorous voice. “Those were your exact words when you were balls deep in me.”
“Yeah, well, that was the booze talking.”
“Then prove it,” I dared him.
“What?”
“Fuck me again right now—when you are clearheaded and sober—and tell me that my ass isn’t way better than any pussy you’ve ever had,” I insisted.
“I’m not gonna—wait—what the fuck are you doing?” he demanded.
Pulling down my bedsheet, I was still naked from being railed by Ted the night before. Flipping over, I presented my ass to him, my hole still raw and puffy from his abuse, his cum still leaking out of me from the three loads he had shot up my ass.
“Fuck me,” I moaned like a bitch in heat, pulsing my wet sphincter like a homing beacon. “Get that big dick in me again. I need to feel you cumming inside me once more.”
“Christ, I’m weak,” he muttered to himself as he pulled off his shorts, his massive cock springing to attention. “But this is the last time I’m gonna fuck your ass, okay? Once your mom gets back to town, this shit comes to a stop.”
“Whatever you say,” I winked back at Ted as he began to plank above me, his muscular arms pushed into the mattress on either side of me while he prepared to sink his big one into my warm, wet cunt.
“Fuuuuck,” Ted exhaled, pushing balls deep into me. “It’s like warm apple pie.”
“Wreck my hole,” I begged as he began to jackhammer me hard, giving it to me fast and frenzied like he had the night before. “Fucking give it to me.”
“Jesus, this is good,” he bellowed, his big dick a battering ram in my bowels. “Christ, you’ve got a cunt made for cock.”
“Is my hole better than pussy?” I taunted. “Is it the best cunt you’ve ever had?”
“Yes—fine—I admit it,” he rammed hard into me. “This is the best cunt I’ve ever had.”
“That’s what I thought,” I winked back at him, grinding my ass into him.
Ted was a fuck machine—his big cock hammering away at my quivering cunt with reckless abandon. I tilted my pelvis, allowing him to slide even deeper inside my void, my eyes rolling back into my head each time he delivered a deep dive into my bowels. Christ, it was good.
“You want my cum?” Ted sought urgently. “You want me to shoot another fuckin’ load up your ass?”
“Yes, Ted,” I begged, my hands gripping the bedsheets beneath me. “Fucking breed my hole.”
“You’re about to get it,” he warned, pounding me harder, his balls smacking my ass over and over again. “You ready for my cum?—Yeah?—You want my load?—Here it comes—Aww—FUCK—FUCK—SHIT.”
A deep throbbing commenced in my bowels as my stepdad unloaded inside of me, his warm load ejecting into my deepest recesses. “FUCK—FUCK,” Ted continued to grunt, a warm sensation spreading through my depths, his seed attempting to take root within me.
“What time you gotta be at work?” he asked, pulling out of me, his pearly load streaming from my wrecked hole, dripping down the back of my ballsack.
“Uh—in about an hour,” I answered.
“You wanna call in?” Ted suggested, wiping his cummy cock on my sheet. “We could maybe get in a few more fucks before your mom gets back to town this afternoon?”
“I’m game for that,” I agreed eagerly. “But then no more once Mom is back, right? Isn’t that what you said?”
“Yeah, well, I don’t see why we can’t keep having some fun when your mom’s not around,” Ted smiled broadly. “Now how about you come join me for a shower?” he grabbed my hand, pulling me off the bed. “I love a good shower fuck, but your mom is never game.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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