My legs swung off the bed the moment I heard the, "ouch," sound of pain coming from the direction of the Living Room. The time on my phone read 2:17 am. Attired in my normal sleeping state of bare-ass nakedness, I stood and grabbed my bathrobe from the arm of the side chair, my cock resting at half-mast, heading downward fast after being dream interrupted.
I stepped into the hallway, illuminated only by a soft beige night light tucked under a plant holding foyer table. I dodged it while tying my robe as I walked towards the Living Room. I heard a giggle and then, a long sexy sounding goodbye. Sounded familiar.
I hadn't been around my Stepdaughter Elise since the day she invited me to brunch at her apartment and ceremonially inspired me to recharge and blast my load into her twice, in a short period of time. Once in her cushy, warm cunt, and once down her wide open throat. What a satisfying way to top off a mid-day meal.
Now, here she unexpectedly stood in our Living Room, sparkling, in a flowing purple backless knee length dress that accentuated her endless curves, while on her feet she wore matching stiletto heels, that when added together, wordlessly signified, "Special!"
"Hey Elise, what's going on?" I asked her in a low voice, not wanting to wake my sleeping wife.
"Hey daddy," she said softly. "Every thing is fine. I was out with a friend and she lives close to you guys, so I decided to drop by, uh, hoping that I could make just enough noise to get an investigation rise out of you, and it looks as if I might be succeeding," she replied. She turned around, her eyes locking in on my cock which upon seeing her, was now beginning its journey back to hardness..
In my lowered voice, I say to her, "you're joking right?"
"Am I dressed like I'm joking?" Her right hand moved, slowly, sensually lifting her dress, revealing a pantie free, puffy, moist, welcoming snatch! The dew like moisture on her twat was twinkling from the reflecting moonlight filtering through the big window, inviting me in for a taste.
How could I resist? This time of night, my wife was in her sound asleep phase. So, as risky as I knew it was, I accepted the invitation.
I sat down on the sofa and whispered to her, "Let me see the rest of that," waving my hand upward. Elise complied, using her free hand to honor me with a full view of her lusciousness. I opened my robe, my cock now standing firmly at attention, lusting for what it was about to enjoy.
Spreading my legs enough for her to fit in, I said, "come over here."
Instinctively, she was on her knees grasping my cock in one hand, cupping my balls in the other, her tongue swirling around my swollen head. Again whispering, I leaned forward and said to her, "this needs to be quick."
"That's what I want, she said. I want you to pound my pussy fast and hard. I need to be fucked!"
"Shh, shut up and suck," I told her. I grasped both sides of her head and forced her mouth all the way into my groin, and then I began pumping, fucking her face the way she liked it, hard and rough.
"I'm your slut tonight, she said between breaths. I want you to treat me like the slutty bitch that I am."
"Get up here and ride this pole you little hot bitch, I commanded, I want that pussy now," I said in a low animalistic growl.
She climbed on top of me, her steamy cunt enveloping me slowly until my long, bulging rod was snuggled deep in her hotbox. I felt her inner muscles flexing, tightening, as she placed her hands on my shoulders and closed her eyes. She was riding me, stationed just right on my cock so her clit could feel every up and down stroke.
I started pumping her faster and harder, "Give me all that dick, she said in my ear. I came because I had to have you inside me tonight, one way or another.
"I've been dreaming about this pussy ever since our Brunch," I said. From where we sat, fucking wildly on the couch, her view looked straight at my bedroom door. I think she liked the risk of getting caught, but I didn't.
I hated to pull out of this damn good, juicy cunt, but I paused and said, "come on, let's go in the garage, where I also had a sofa. As I led her to the garage, I suddenly stopped and turned around to her. I pushed her back against the wall and stuck my cock between her legs. "Open that pussy," I said. Then, I rammed my hardness between her split.
