"Well this has been a fun vacation." Sarah exclaimed from her book on the other side of the bed.
"It's not over- yeah, it was quite something." I took off my reading glasses and put down my own book. I had only been pretending to read.
"I'm glad you and Mark got along eventually."
"Yeah"
Sarah put down her book and made her way to my side of the bed. Her hand reached down for my dick. I kissed her. My dick felt small to me now. Both Brett and Mark had me by a wide margin.
"Do you like my dick?"
"I love it." She replied, kissing me.
"Do you like fucking Brett?"
"I do." She said tentatively.
"He has a big fucking dick."
"He's also a bit of a dick." At this point Sarah had pulled down my pants and placed her pussy on my dick. She leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Now fuck me."
I entered her. It was a quick fuck. All I could think about was other men fucking my wife. I had seen it before, but they all had dicks like mine. Now I imagined her being fucked by Brett's cock, thick and domineering, how could she go from that to this. I thought about Mark's cock, how I had seen him fuck Stephanie, merciless and unforgiving. He was waiting for me. I didn't cum. I couldn't tell if Sarah did or if she was just faking it.
As Sarah rolled to her side of the bed and turned off her light, I got up.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm not sleepy."
"I'll be here when you are." She said falling asleep.
I headed downstairs.
"Oh hey there Mr. Smith." Mark, who had been looking at his phone, spoke up.
"Where's Stephanie?"
"I put her in the guest room. Sorry she drank a bit too much at your friend's house. I'll keep a closer eye on her next time."
"I was just coming down to grab some water." I lied. We both knew why I was here.
"I'll be in your daughter's room Mr. Smith. If you want some of that water." Mark got up winked and ascended the stairs.
I went to the kitchen. Fresh water didn't clear my mind. Was I really about to follow Mark into Stephanie's room? Why had he put her in the guest room? Just have the water and go back to your wife. I walked back up the stairs. To the left was my room with my sleeping wife. To the right my legs moved me past the guest room to a door covered by a boyband poster. I turned the knob and pushed in. Mark was lying on Stephanie's bed. I was surprised he had any more energy after the long day.
"Why don't you take off your clothes Mr. Smith." I closed the door behind me hoping it would help dampen our voices.
"Mark, this is a bad idea. Sarah or Stephanie could wake up at any moment."
He unzipped his pants and let his cock out, it was such a vulgar move. He walked up to me, his soft cock grazing my leg.
"It was hot to see you suck your friend's cock Mr. Smith." I hesitated to reach out, yet the chance to touch something so extravagant was too tempting. "Good girl."
Mark reached down and took my cock out of my trousers; in a matter of seconds I was hard. His soft cock larger than my hard one.
"Let me suck your cock." The words were pitiful, demeaning to even say them.
Mark smirked. "Say it again."
"I want to suck your cock."
"Say Please."
"Please, I want to suck your cock." As my embarrassment rose Mark's cock began to twitch in my hand.
Mark stroked my stubble. "Take off your clothes Mr. Smith."
Under Mark's watchful eye I slowly disrobed. He was still fully clothed, dick out. Now naked I seemed to realize I was in my step-daughter's room, it was wrong to be naked in her room.
"Get on the bed."
"Mark, maybe we should go downstairs."
"You said you wanted to suck my cock Mr. Smith." I didn't respond. Mark moved closer to me once more and started caressing my body. Passing by my nipple he squeezed it, inadvertently making me moan, this made him chuckle.
"Stay here and suck my cock like we both know you want to or go sleep with your wife Mr. Smith." I was surprised by the chance to leave. I didn't move.
"You are a very sexy girl." I could feel my breath get heavier as he said it, still playing with my body. Then he kissed me. I couldn't resist it, almost falling into his arms. His lips were soft, he didn't have as much facial hair as me, this didn't stop him from being the one in control. His soft cock was rubbing on my rock hard shaft driving me crazy.
"Do you want to suck my cock Mr. Smith?"
"Yes..." I responded. "Please."
"Now be a good girl and get on the bed." I started to climb onto the bed. "On all fours."
"Mark-" His stare reinforced the fact I could leave at any time. I got on all fours.
Mark brought his mammoth just out of reach of my mouth.
"Arch your back."
"Mark, I-"
Mark put his cock on my lips and repeated. "Arch your back."
The scene was perverse. If Stephanie walked in she would never talk to me again. Her middle aged step-father, naked on all fours in her room with her boyfriend's cock on his lips. I arched my back. I felt a breeze touch my hole. I had never been in this position before, it felt so...submissive. Whenever a girl would get in this position for me it meant she was ready to get pounded out. I opened my mouth to take in Mark's cock. It took him a minute to get hard, he was in no rush.
"You suck my cock well Mr. Smith." Mark was slowly working my throat to fit his anaconda all the way in. As we started to get a good rhythm Mark jammed his cock as far as possible and stayed there. There was no way for me to breathe with his cock engulfed in my throat, he didn't move. His hands moved down my back and grazed my ass.
"You have a nice pussy Mr. Smith." I couldn't respond, I was slowly losing oxygen. "Are you a virgin Mr. Smith?" As he said this a finger pressed against my hole. I instinctively tried to move, this turned out to be impossible with one of his hands firmly on my lower back and his cock so thoroughly entrenched inside my mouth. I heard a chuckle before Mark's cock took the long journey out my throat. I caught my breath as I recovered from the deepthroat. My vision a blurry haze, I barely registered Mark. I couldn't believe how low I had fallen, I felt taken advantage of and used.
"Lie down Mr. Smith." I didn't fully take in his words. Mark lowered himself to face me, his hand whipping tears of strain from my eyes. The expression on his face was different. He repeated himself. "Lie down Mr. Smith." The tone of his voice was almost sweet without losing its commanding presence.
Still recovering from the assault on my throat I fell over onto the bed, my head landing on a pillow, it smelled of a young woman's perfume. I looked over to see Mark taking off his clothes, he was almost scrawny and still the truest form of man I had ever seen. Once naked he slowly, deliberately joined me on the flowery bedding. His body found its place between my legs, his member resting heavily on my thigh. I looked up at him, he smiled down at me. Mark bent down to kiss me; my legs wrapped around him instinctively.
Breaking the kiss, Mark spoke softly. "You have never had a man fuck you Mr. Smith, have you?" I shook my head. "I am going to take your virginity." I started to speak, he cut me off. "You have been a good girl Mr. Smith and you deserve a man to show you how good of a girl you can be." His words scared me. "Now Mr. Smith, show me your pussy." As Mark pulled back from our embrace I lifted my legs, leaving me exposed.
The lubricant felt cold against my skin. My breath was fast as Mark placed two fingers at my opening. He massaged my hole slowly. I tried not to give in to the pleasure. The first finger breached. I lost eye contact. Playing with me slowly, Mark took his time before the second finger entered. The sensation was unique. I felt both dominated and taken care of.
Suddenly I moaned as a small stream of precum left my cock. Mark did not react to this, as if it was a normal occurrence. I could feel heat rising to my face as I continued to moan from being fingered. What was he doing?
"Not too loud baby, your parents might hear you being a slut." My parents? He must have misspoken. Still, I didn't want to wake my wife. Mark took his fingers out of me. I felt the lubed tip of his cock at my entrance.
"I'm going to fuck you Mr. Smith."
"Yes, please." I knew this was what I wanted I had wanted it since he first seduced me. I feared what this meant, of who this made me. I felt his tip enter me. He looked so manly above me. Is this how Sarah felt when I fucked her. Probably not. I wasn't half the man Mark was. My sphincter stretched, it was so big, it kept stretching and stretching. Right when I thought I couldn't stretch wider Mark paused.
"There's the head." Just the head, you got to be kidding me.