Standing next to the bed, gazing down at Michelle's long blonde hair spread all over his bed, Rick was more confused than he had been in his entire life. What had happened between them had to be wrong. No, he was not her father by blood, but he was the only father she had ever known. Didn't that come with certain responsibilities? Certain limits?
Then she stirred, her eyelids fluttered and he watched her slowly come awake. "Are you okay?" Michelle asked.
"I should be asking you that?" he replied.
"I'm not the one who looks so worried, pacing the room watching you sleep," was her retort. "I'm not a child anymore," she complained. "I'm eighteen now and can make my own decisions, my own choices. I choose you," she said the last part softly and looked up at him with total trust.
Rick sighed and climbed back into bed, taking Michelle in his arms. Her body was flushed and warm from sleep. She smelled so good, like a combination of vanilla, warm girl and sex. It made him immediately hard and eager to fuck her again. But first he had to taste her. Something he'd been dying to do since she'd started bending over in short skirts for him a few weeks ago.
"Lay on your back and spread your legs for me. I'm going to make you feel so good," he told her.
Rick then pulled the sheet over them both and scooted down the bed and between her creamy, white thighs. Her pussy was glistening on the outside of her lips, indicating that she was already soaking wet for him. He ran his index finger through her slit and spread her for his hungry gaze. She was all shades of hot pink and red inside, beautiful and perfect. He let his tongue run up the path his finger had traced.
"Uhhh," Michelle moaned and lifted her hips closer to his mouth.
"Easy baby," he whispered against her flesh. "I promise, you'll get everything you need."
It was then that he dove into her hot little pussy with fervor. Licking and sucking her lips inside and out, but avoiding her hard, swollen little clit.
"Oh god, please, more," Michelle begged and grabbed the back of Rick's head and pushed him harder into her cunt.
It was time. He latched his lips around her clit and sucked with increasing pressure until she was writhing on the bed.
"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted as she came apart for him.
Her taste was amazing, all sweet and juicy. He couldn't wait any longer; he crawled up her body and tried to thrust into her all at once.
"Ohhhh, too big, I can't take it all. Oh daddy!" She cried out.
"Yes you can baby, take it all for me. You are so hot and tight," he moaned as he slowed his pace to ease into her more gently.
It took all his will power to slow down and not just fuck the shit out of her. He wanted to take her in every way possible. But for now, he just sat up, took her hips in his hands and watched as he slowly pumped in and out of her hot little cunt. Her high, firm breasts swayed on her chest with each thrust.
"Pinch your nipples for me," Rick told her. "Make them hard and long for me."
She did as he asked. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. His hot little stepdaughter, impaled on his cock, pinching her nipples and moaning for him. All for him. He came then; he couldn't hold back or take the time to pull out. He just thrust up into her as far as possible and let go.
"Yes, come in me. Oh god, please don't stop. I'm so close too," Michelle cried as she felt her body begin to heat up, shake, and throb; starting in her center and radiating out. It was the most sublime feeling she had ever experienced. A feeling she planned to experience over and over with the man now collapsed and breathing heavily on top of her.
