All Chapters of Daddy One Shots: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Mira's POVI don’t know what possessed me to go into their room. Mum’s room. Alistair’s room. Neither of them were home. Mum was on another one of her long business trips, the kind that lasted weeks. And Alistair… he was still at work. He always came home around eleven, sometimes later if the meetings ran over. It was only eight. The house felt too quiet, too empty, and something hot and restless had been crawling under my skin all day.I stood outside the door for a long minute, heart beating so loud I could hear it in my ears. This is wrong, I told myself. You shouldn’t even think about him like that. He’s your stepfather. But the thought didn’t stop my hand from turning the knob.The door opened with a soft click. The smell hit me first—his cologne, that deep, woody scent that always clung to his shirts and the pillows. It made my stomach twist in the best and worst way. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me, leaning back against it for a second just to breathe him in.The

Mira's POVSlow. So slow I felt every thick inch stretch my pussy open around him. My walls fluttered and clenched, trying to pull him deeper. He kept going until his hips were flush against my ass and he was buried all the way inside, the head nudging deep. The angle from behind made him feel even bigger, hitting spots that made my toes curl hard and my breath catch in my throat.“Fuck,” he groaned, one strong arm wrapping tight around me, his big hand cupping my breast through the sheer lace. He squeezed, thumb brushing back and forth over my hard nipple until it ached. “You feel incredible. So hot and tight around my cock.”He started moving. Long, steady thrusts that rocked my whole body forward into the pillows. Pulling almost all the way out until just the thick head stayed inside, then sliding back in deep, grinding his hips against my ass at the end of every stroke like he wanted to get even deeper. The wet sounds were loud in the quiet room—obscene, slick, constant. His cock

 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 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 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