Claimed on my Wedding Night(3)

Just then, something came over me; it was almost like something had taken hold of my body and took charge. I jumped out of bed, flinging back the covers and found my way in the darkness to the bathroom door.



“Hello?” I said softly.



There came no answer, so I repeated it louder – “Hello – is there someone in there?”



“I’m in here sweetheart,” came my stepfathers deep growl.



Something inside me, that drove me on had taken over. I turned the handle, knowing he always forgot to lock doors behind him and pushed it inwards, stepping inside. I locked it behind me, unlike him.



The room was full of steam, but I could just about make him out behind the glass doors.



“Amber, honey, I’m in the shower!”



“I know Daddy”



“So what are you doing?” he replied



I began to undress, pulling my clothes off until I stood there naked and I went to pull the door back, sliding it against its hinges easily.



“Hi Daddy”



His face was a picture of pure shock as I stood naked, inches away from him.



“Amber! I…”



“I’ve thought about what you said and I think you’re right.” My eyes drank him in, my fingers itching to run across the dark hair of his muscular chest. At last, I didn’t have to wonder anymore; here he was in front of me. I looked down and smiled when I saw the size of his soft pink cock. He wasn’t hard yet, but it was already impressive.



I stepped into the shower and pulled it closed, the steam fogging up the glass again, giving us an illusion of privacy.



“I’ve tried to be good Daddy, but now I can’t”



I got onto my knees, the warm water sloshed about my legs and trickled from above, soaking my hair. I watched for the first time as his cock stiffened until he was completely erect and he couldn’t hide his desire.



“Amber, what are you doing? Your mother will be home soon…”



“I know she doesn’t take care of you Daddy, not the way I can…”



He didn’t reply, only watching to see what I would do next. “Have you thought about me too?” I asked innocently.



Still he remained silent, and I took that as a “yes”. Realising that he was having the same filthy thoughts about me that I had for him, just made me wetter.



I grabbed his hard dick and brought the tip to my lips, licking the top gently and tasting him for the first time. He tensed in my hand and got even harder for me, before I took him into my mouth. His cock pulsed, the veins throbbing as I pushed him to the back of my throat, sliding him over the wetness of my tongue, my lips eagerly accommodating his size.



He wrapped my hair into a knot and held it tightly in his fist, pulling me closer to him so I had to take him deeper into my throat. His scent was addictive and I wanted more. Everything I had promised up until that moment had been forgotten and pure instinct took over. Forbidden desires that I had tried to bury, exploded with a force I hadn’t counted on.



“That’s a good girl,” he groaned, watching as I sucked. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, feeling the pounding in his veins and sucked the tip like a lollipop. I licked downwards and came to his balls, caressing their fur in my hands and teasing them softly until he moaned with pleasure.



I stood up and finally had the chance to do what I had been fantasising about for so long. I ran my fingers over his chest and watched his face for his response. My stepfather pulled me closer and leaned in to kiss me, his tongue meeting mine in a quest for satisfaction.



“What’s gotten into you Amber? I thought you were always such a good girl.”



“I am Daddy, but I was thinking about what you said, running it over and over in my mind, until…well, here I am.”



He kissed me again, his eyes lighting up and he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, before they found their way to the roundness of my ass.



“You don’t know how long I’ve fantasised about this baby girl.”



Now it was my turn, he lifted my leg up and pushed me against the steamy glass so I had to press against the sides just to steady myself.



“I love that you don’t shave.” He buried his face in my puss, the water trickled from above spraying both of us and for a moment it felt like I was in heaven. He parted my puss and found my plump little clit, which he ran he tongue over and licked me again and again, stroking my wetness and devouring me.



“Wait a second,” he said as he pulled away, before stepping out of the shower for a moment. A gush of cool air enveloped my body, tightening my nipples and bringing me out in goosebumps. He came back a moment later, shutting the door and had a purple plastic circle in his hand. He flipped a switch and it began to buzz.