Chapter 9
That night, I slept like a baby, completely overwhelmed by the deep exhaustion of my intense orgasm and the quiet comfort of being held so close.
When I finally opened my eyes the next morning, the bright morning sunlight was already streaming softly through the bedroom curtains, painting the walls in a warm gold.
The space beside me on the right was empty. My stepdad had already gotten out of bed. But as I rolled over onto my back and stretched my legs under the soft sheets, I saw my mom sitting by the edge of the mattress. She was looking down at me with a soft, affectionate smile on her face.
"Good morning, sweetheart," she said, her voice full of warmth as she reached over to gently tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. "How was your night?"
I looked up at her, feeling a subtle, wicked heat flutter deep down in my lower belly at the memory of what had transpired right beside her while she was asleep. I cleared my throat, forcing a sweet, innocent expression onto my face before I replied.
"Good morning, Mom," I said softly, stretching my arms above my head. "It was fine. Honestly, I really enjoyed my night. It was unlike every other night."
A broad, pleased smile spread across her face, completely oblivious to the double meaning buried behind my words.
"That's what you get when you sleep with your parents," she said with a gentle laugh, standing up from the bed to smooth down her dress.
"You always sleep best when you know you are safe and protected. "
I smiled right back at her, keeping my lips pressed together to hide the sheer thrill bubbling inside me. She had no idea of what actually happened under those covers or what I had truly enjoyed so much.
Who was going to tell her the dirty truth? Who was going to break it to her that while she was lying there, smiling at me, her own husband's thick, warm cum was still resting deep inside my womb?
Later that afternoon, after spending a couple of hours out of the house visiting one of my old high school friends to catch up, I returned home. My mom had already left for another one of her endless weekend work meetings, leaving the entire house quiet, empty, and completely ours.
I walked straight past my own room and headed down the quiet corridor toward my parents' master bedroom.
Pushing the door open softly, I saw my stepdad sitting on the edge of their large king-sized bed, wearing only a pair of casual lounge shorts.
The moment his eyes met mine, the atmosphere changed.
Without saying a single word, I locked the bedroom door behind me.
I kicked off my sandals, pulled my short sundress completely over my head, and tossed it onto the floor, stepping slowly toward him wearing my bra and panties.
I unhooked my bra and let it drop on the floor, revealing my bare firm breast. His eyes went dark, his breath catching in his throat as he watched me approach.
I climbed onto the high mattress, straddled his lap, and reached down between us to pull his shorts down to his knees.
His massive shaft sprang free, already rock-hard and throbbing from just the sight of my bare body.
Grasping his heavy length in my palm, I shifted my panties aside and aligned his thick tip with my soaking wet entrance.
Still slick and sensitive from the night before, I slowly lowered myself all the way down until he was buried deep inside me.
I let out a sharp, breathless gasp as he filled me completely, and then I began to ride him right there in their bed.
"Ohhhh! Fuck!" I moaned out, tilting my head back.
I rode him hard, setting a relentless, demanding pace that made the heavy wooden bedframe creak rhythmically against the floorboards.
I braced my hands against his broad, bare shoulders, lifting my hips high before slamming myself right back down onto his thick shaft, taking every single inch he had to offer.
The sound of our slick skin slapping together filled the quiet room, a dirty, intoxicating rhythm that drove us both wild.
Because of the fast, chaotic pace I was setting, his wet length accidentally slipped completely out of my wet pussy during one particularly sharp lift of my hips.
Instead of slowing down, I let out a frustrated whimper, reached down with my hand, and grabbed his throbbing dick, guiding it right back to my entrance and slamming myself down onto him even harder than before.
"Fuck! You are so good at riding," my stepdad growled out in a low, gravelly voice, his eyes dark with unbridled lust. He raised his broad, heavy palm and brought it down hard against my bare ass cheek.
SLAP! A sharp sting radiated across my skin, sending an intense shockwave of pleasure straight to my core.
"I can't believe you are the same petite girl I raised? Riding her step Father." he spat out as he brought his hand down for another hard spank against my other cheek. "Taking what belongs to your mother and riding it like a little whore."
His rough words and the stinging slaps against my bare buttocks drove me completely out of my mind.
"Yes, Daddy! Spank me!" I cried out, rolling my hips back and forth, grinding my wet center directly against his pubic bone as I bounced up and down on his shaft in reckless abandon.
I leaned down and made him suck my breasts as I rode him. I was enjoying every bit of it.
He suddenly grabbed my waist with both hands, lifted me off and turned me over. He thrusted in and fucked me hard for a long period. He bred and ruined my pussy completely.
As he was about to cum, pulled out, wrapping his fingers firmly around the base of his shaft and turned me over that I was lying on my back.
"Open your mouth, Isabella," he commanded breathlessly, his voice tight as he leaned over me and began to stroke his length rapidly, aiming his dick at my mouth. "Open it wide for Daddy."
Within seconds, he jerked violently above me, and thick, hot streams of his cum shot straight into my open mouth.
"Take it all, you bad little girl... drink every single drop of your daddy's nut," he groaned out.
I took it all eagerly, feeling the heat of his seed hitting the back of my throat, pulse after pulse, while he let out heavy, breathless grunts of pure satisfaction.
He kept spilling his seeds into my mouth until he was completely empty. I looked up at him through my eyelashes, swallowed his heavy load down with a soft gulp, and licked my lips clean with a wicked, satisfied smile.
He climbed down and entered his bathroom while I gathered my stuff and went back to my room before my mom came back. From that day, we continued to fuck. I love my step dad and I won't regret anything. Besides, I'm not stopping until the holiday is over.
THE END.
This is book nine of Forbidden Secrets Affairs. Book one to eight is currently available and waiting for you. Have a nice day. More stories coming.