Thread: Family Competition (Tidal Station & desertpaladin)

She could only blush for him now. She moaned in acknowledgement of his questions. She had wanted this badly, but receiving it was an entirely more complicated event than she had expected. She started to grind her hips as he worked down her body. She was trying to take his advice and think about what they were about. But, that only made her think about dry she was. Beth couldn't tell if her step-father was making her more excited to fuck, or more scared to be fucked in such a naughty way. It was becoming easier to relax, despite the harsh reality that was unfolding before her. His fingers were strong, his tongue was focused. Beth found herself scooting backward toward a small end table near the wall. Her buttocks landed on it, only inches from where she had been standing. As Stewart starting to soften her up, she lifted herself off of the ground and set her right thigh on top of his left shoulder. She couldn't help but feel regal. There was a rush shooting through her. Watching this grown man do his best to prepare her for his cock did a lot for the young girl's pride. She felt expensive, vintage, treasured, important, and desirable. She had not seen him that night, when she and her mother happened to have come at the some time. Life was a blur, and although the bedroom door was open, her eyes were closed and she hadn't remembered leaving it open. It was a good thing he hadn't mentioned it out loud, she would have been embarrassed. The oral sex that Stewart was offering was starting to make Beth's throat crack and burn. It was like trying to put a fire out with gasoline and sulfur. If her body didn't make enough juice to take his cock, the saliva that he left behind would do the trick. Her hands gripped his hair, her hips were surging backwards and forwards so that she rubbed her young bald cunt against his face softly. The heat from the center of her body was starting to coat the inside of her pussy. Stewart, I'm ready. I'm ready to fuck, come here. She was pulling up on his neck and his hair, she pulled herself off of the table. One of her socks had slipped down passed her knee, the other was still clinging to the middle of her thigh. She tried to push her hair out of the way as she pulled him up close enough to kiss him. Her lips were close to his again, and she could feel a heat coming off of his face. She put her left hand up to her lips and a loud squirting sound followed. Her hand drifted down her step-father's body. She wrapped her hand around his hardening cock again. This time it was hot and slick with her saliva. Beth put the tip of Stewart's cock against her clit as she stroked him up and down. She was still stalling in-between kisses, she continued to talk I've never had a man this big before. Not even close. Beth was staring down at Stewart's manhood. The image of it slicing her in half was starting to make the coating in her cunt slide down and drip. Should I lay on my back? do you want me on the ground? or should I bend over again? Her anxiety was still showing, but as young as she appeared to be, Beth was known among her friends to be particularly talented at taking a hard dick.