Page 7 of Obsessed with the Man of the House

“Show me your tits, baby,” I rasp. “I want to see those jugs.”

Sure enough, she stretches a bit more and the satin at her décolletage slips down, revealing one creamy breast. It’s huge, full and milky in the moonlight, with a hard pink nipple that’s begging to be sucked. My mouth waters, but I know I shouldn’t. I can’t. I’m already stroking the soft folds between her legs, and I can’t cross another boundary.

But like a man in a trance, I lean forward and press a gentle kiss to her ivory breastflesh, which makes her sigh with pleasure. Then, I lick at the hard nub, before attaching my lips to her teat and suckling gently.

“Fuck,” I groan against her flesh. “You taste so good, sweetheart. Like candy.”

It’s then that Vanessa’s eyes flutter open slowly. She blinks at me, not understanding for a moment, but then her lips part in surprise.

“Daddy,” she gasps. “What are you doing?”

I lap at her teat with the flat of my tongue while slowly rubbing circles around her clit with my finger.

“I’m tasting you, sweetheart. Do you like it?”

She nods, her eyes wide.

“Yes, but I thought you said you weren’t going to.”

I take her nipple between my teeth and gently shake right and left like a dog, making her big breast bounce with the movement.

“I’m not going to claim your cherry, sweetheart. At least not tonight. But I needed a taste of you. Just one look, and a swipe of the tongue. Will you let me, baby girl?”

She nods, her hands running through my dark hair.

“Yes Gray,” she breathes worshipfully, her pink pout dropping open as I increase the pressure of my finger on my clit. “Do whatever you like, Daddy. My body is yours to play with.”

That’s all I need to hear. With a low groan, I pop off her breast before helping her out of the silky slip.

“You don’t need this, baby,” I growl before tossing it aside. “You’re beautiful the way you are.”

It’s true too because I’ve never seen such perfection before. I’ve been with a lot of women in my life, but my stepdaughter takes things to the next level. Vanessa lies back, rimmed in the moonlight, and those ivory curves quiver, as if waiting for me. Her breasts are full and pendulous, and her stomach soft and inviting. Even better, she hitches her knees up a bit, showing me her pussy and asshole, while licking her lips.

“Daddy, are you ready?” she begs. “Taste me. I want you to.”

That does it. I shoulder her parted thighs apart, and I can tell that Vanessa’s surprised by just how far her legs have to split to accommodate my broad chest.

“You’re going to enjoy this, baby girl,” I rasp. “Trust me, Daddy’s going to take care of you tonight.”

Then, I dip my head down and run my tongue all the way from her asshole, up through her pussy folds, to her clit.

“Oh mmmm!” she cries out, tossing her head back as her lashes fall shut. “Yes, Gray! More!”

I growl with pleasure, my blue eyes flaring.

“Shit baby. You have no idea how beautiful you are.”

Then, I dip my head down once more, and this time, I suck on her clit a bit, making her squirm and squeal before lapping at the hard nub with the flat of my tongue. She cries out again, and I trail my tongue downwards until I’m at her sopping hole before fastening my lips around that entrance, drinking her cream.

“Fuck baby you’re so wet,” I rasp. “Utterly drenched.”

“Mmm!” Vanessa cries again, pinching her nipples as I enjoy her cunt. “Oooh yes!”

I laugh deep in my throat, even while swallowing her fluids. Then, I push my tongue slowly into her hole, sliding along that those slippery pussy walls.

“Mmm, delicious,” I grind out. “Let’s see if you really are a virgin, Vanessa.”

I don’t think the brat hears me because she’s mewling now, shifting and twisting on the bed while letting out soft pants. She’s gorgeous, nude and open in invitation. But I want more of her sweetness, and as a result I form my tongue into a point and slide it deep into her juicing channel. Sure enough, my tongue hits something spongy yet tensile in the back, and I groan with pleasure.

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