로그인Mira's POVHe groaned and thrust up to meet me, making the slap of skin on skin louder. His hand on my breast squeezed harder, then slid down to grip my hip again so he could control the pace a little.“Faster,” he ordered. “Bounce harder. I want to feel this tight cunt squeezing me while you ride. You wanted me to claim all your holes? This pussy is getting claimed again right now. And later I’m going to bend you over and stretch that tight little ass open just like you fantasized about.”The words made me moan louder. I rode him faster, thighs burning, breasts bouncing with every drop. Wet sounds filled the room—my pussy taking his cock over and over, the mess we’d made making everything slick and noisy. His hands guided me, sometimes letting me set the pace, sometimes slamming me down harder onto him.“Look at me,” he growled. “Eyes on me while you ride. I want to see your face when you cum on my cock again.”I looked down at him, breathing hard, hair sticking to my sweaty face. My
Mira's POVHis cock pulsed hard in my throat. Hot, thick spurts of cum flooded straight down my throat in heavy waves. I swallowed as fast as I could, throat working around him, but some still leaked out around my lips and ran down my chin. He held my head down through every pulse, groaning low and rough as he emptied himself into my throat. I kept swallowing, kept sucking gently through it, milking every drop like he wanted.When he finally loosened his grip on my hair, I pulled off slowly. My lips were swollen and shiny, chin and neck covered in spit and cum. My throat felt raw and used, but warm satisfaction spread through me. I licked my lips, tasting him again, then leaned down without being told and licked the last drops from the head of his cock.He looked down at me, breathing hard, eyes dark and satisfied. One hand stayed in my hair, thumb brushing my wet cheek.“Good girl,” he said, voice rough and warm. “You took it so well. Swallowed every drop like you were supposed to.”
Mira's POVI moaned loud around his cock, the sound vibrating through him. My hips rocked back against his hand, fucking myself on his fingers while I kept sucking. It was almost too much—the dual sensation, the way he controlled my head with one hand and my pussy with the other, the filthy words pouring out of him.“That’s it,” he praised, voice thick. “Good girl. Keep sucking. I can feel how close you are. Your pussy is getting tighter around my fingers. You gonna cum for me while you’ve got my cock down your throat? Go on. Cum on Daddy’s fingers. Show me how much you love being used like this.”His fingers fucked me faster, curling and stroking that spot relentlessly while his thumb rubbed my clit in quick, firm circles. The pleasure crested hard and sudden. I came with a muffled cry around his cock, my pussy clenching and pulsing around his fingers in tight, rhythmic waves. My thighs shook hard against the bed. Heat rolled through me in thick waves, making my vision blur for a sec
Mira's POVHe tightened his grip on my hair and pushed my head down once more, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. This time it slid deeper, pushing into my throat. I gagged harder, throat convulsing and squeezing around the thick head, spit and mess dripping down his shaft and onto his balls. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes but I kept going, breathing through my nose, letting him use my mouth however he wanted.“Look at you,” he growled, voice thick with pleasure. “On your knees with your stepdad’s cock down your throat. Cleaning up the mess like a good little slut. You taste that? That’s your pussy on my cock. That’s my cum you begged for when you spread your legs and confessed all those filthy fantasies.” He thrust his hips up in short, shallow strokes, fucking my mouth while he held my head in place with his hand in my hair. “You wanted me to claim all your holes? This mouth is one of them now. Open wider. Relax that throat and take it deeper for Daddy.”I moaned aroun
Mira's POV“Yes—please—cum in me,” I begged, my own orgasm building fast from the brutal pace, the filthy words, and the way he was looking at me like he owned every inch of me now. “Fill me up, Daddy. Claim my pussy.”He thrust deep one last time and came with a low, rough groan, cock pulsing hard inside me as he pumped thick ropes of hot cum deep into my pussy. I felt every spurt, felt myself overflow, felt it leak out around his cock and run down my ass onto the sheets in warm, sticky trails. The sensation tipped me over the edge too. I came hard, crying out, my pussy clenching and milking him in tight, rhythmic waves while my thighs shook around his hips.He stayed buried deep through both our orgasms, breathing hard against my neck, one hand still on my jaw. When the aftershocks finally eased, he slowly pulled out. Thick cum followed, dripping heavily from my swollen, used pussy onto their sheets.Ali
Mira's POVHis eyes darkened. A low growl rumbled out of his chest. He leaned in closer, one big hand braced beside my head, the other still resting heavy on my inner thigh.“Oh really?” he said, voice thick and dangerous. “You fantasized about your mother’s husband fucking you? About me claiming every hole you’ve got?” He shook his head once, slow, like he couldn’t believe it but it made his cock twitch anyway. “Then I’m going to give you exactly what you want, bad girl.”He moved between my spread thighs, big and solid, his cock still rock hard and shiny from my wetness. He grabbed himself at the base, rubbed the thick head through my slick folds once, twice, coating himself again in the mess leaking out of me. Then he thrust in.One brutal, deep thrust.He buried himself to the hilt in a single stroke. The force of it knocked the air out of my lungs. My back arched hard off the bed as my pussy stretched wide around him, walls fluttering and clenching at the sudden fullness. The wet
I parted my lips. He didn’t shove in right away. Instead, he rubbed the swollen head across my tongue, painting it with his taste—salty, masculine, addictive. I moaned around the thick head, eyes fluttering up to meet his. He stared down at me like I was the only thing in the world.“That’s it,” he
I rode the pillow harder, faster, moaning loud enough for the mic to catch every wet sound. My eyes stayed locked on his username while my mind filled in the blanks—his big hands gripping my hips, that deep voice growling my real name, the thick cock I’d accidentally seen outlined in his sweatpants
I never thought my biggest secret would ruin me in the hottest way possible.My laptop screen glowed with that familiar pink light, the one that made my skin look like warm honey under the ring light. I was on my knees on the fluffy white rug in my bedroom, wearing nothing but a sheer black baby-do
A dark, satisfied sound rumbled deep in his chest. “Good girl for telling Daddy the truth.”He leaned down and captured my mouth in a deep, claiming kiss before moving lower. His lips trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, then latched onto one nipple through the lace.







