Step-By-Step(41)

“Is this right?” Never having had sex in this position, I suffered a moment of confusion.

“A little more like this.”

He had me grinding lower into him, back and forth. My clit rubbed against his mound, producing pleasurable tingles. My breasts jiggled with the movement, as I began to take control and use him for my own gratification.

“I…got it.”

“You sure do.”

My fingertips dug into his stomach, feeling the tight muscles beneath the skin. He seemed to be flexing and releasing with each ragged breath. The sound of our groans filled the enclosed space, while the water gushed into the pool on the other side. Quickening the tempo, I worked him hard with each pass, increasing the tingling in my nether regions. This position was amazing, and the promise of completion beckoned and teased me, forcing me to ride him that much harder.

“That’s a girl. Fuck your daddy. You got it.”

“Oh! God, Stephen!”

“Yeah, baby. You’re gettin’ close. Use me, honey.”

Throwing my head back, I shuddered with the first surge of ecstasy, which had me groaning uncontrollably with the mini convulsions of repeated pleasure pulses. The intensity of the orgasm surprised and delighted me.

“Did you like that?” He smiled.

“Yes.”

“How do you want to finish me off?”

I grinned naughtily. “How don’t I?”

He chuckled, “Take me in your mouth, Emma. The ground is too hard for anything else.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice, as I sucked him down my throat with one inhalation. His cock was thick, making me gag. Strong hands went to my head, holding me in place, while I worked him as if I were trying to remove chrome from a bumper. Gagging repeatedly, I took him in all the way to my tonsils, sucking and teasing the shaft. He’d begun to moan, which indicated his release wasn’t far off. Licking the sides of his veined phallus, I let my tongue explore the rigid contours of the hardened flesh; all the while, my thumb rubbed over the spongy, moist tip.

“It’s so good, honey. You’re so good at this.”

I lowered on him, bringing him deep, to the point of choking. Saliva poured out of my mouth, gushing down the shaft. I gently nibbled on the tip, making him gasp.

“Baby. I…can’t hold it off anymore. Open up, honey. Daddy has a present for his little girl.”

I waited while he pumped himself, working the shaft with a closed fist. He was incredibly close to bursting, and, as I eyed his cock, I held out my tongue waiting for the precious offering. When he exploded in a spurt of creamy goodness, I was more than ready to catch every ounce of the warm fluid. I swallowed the jizz whole and set about sucking him clean, working each side with my tongue and laving him to perfection.

“That was so good, honey.”

I glanced up and got a shock. There was a girl not more than three feet from us. She had been watching silently.

“Oh, shit.”





Chapter Five





“What is it?” Stephen looked alarmed. He glanced over my shoulder. “Oh, my God.” He reached for his shorts and pulled them up.

The stranger left suddenly and disappeared behind the waterfall. “Who was that?”

“A hotel guest. It’s no big deal. She’s probably French. I’m sure they give head in France.”

I giggled, “We have to be more careful.”

His look grew serious. “No kidding.”

I tied the sides of my bikini bottom. “I’ll go out first.”

“I’ll be right behind you.”

His grin melted my insides. The corners of his eyes crinkled when he smiled. “I like you a lot, Stephen.”

Biting his full bottom lip, he grimaced. “You…shouldn’t. We’re gonna have to talk about this. What we’re doing isn’t right. It’s trouble in the making.”

I hugged him. “I don’t care.”

He held me close. “Go swim, Emma. I’ll see you out there.”

Holding his face, I stared into his eyes. “Okay.”

He kissed my nose. “Go!”

I slid off the ledge and dove under the waterfall, emerging into the pool, which was empty now. The family of four sunbathed, and the mysterious girl had disappeared. She looked to be about my age. I wondered who she was? We had undoubtedly shocked her with our naughty behavior.

Climbing the steps, I emerged from the warm water and padded over to my mother, who held a book in the air.

“Where were you?”

“There’s a little cave behind the waterfall.”

“Oh, yeah? How neat.”

“It was fun.”

“Where’s Stephen?”

“He’s…coming.”

“Are you having fun, Emma?”