My step father's musky scent invades my scenes as his thick cock bobs up and down in front of my face.

It is standing at such an impressive length and it's girth is far wider than any of my sex toys. "Tapping out already?" He asks, swaying his hip to make his cock slap my face again.

"No..." I whisper, eager to have him in my mouth, I wrap both of my hands around the throbbing length and stick out my pink tongue to take my first swipe of him.

He tastes better than any other cock I've ever tasted. His salty precum on my tongue makes me crave more, like an appetizer.

I moved closer to him, ignoring my pussy throbbing, I needed to know what he tastes like. I wrap my lips around the head of his cut cock. Sucking on it like I had done with the strawberry earlier.

"Fuck...your mouth" he groans, his hands moves to my hair as I suck on his top, like a deliciously salty lollipop, I moaned with his cock still in my mouth. He tastes divine, I slip my hand under my shirt to play with my plump breasts.

I lift my eyes to his face as I deep throat him, taking him all the way in my mouth till my throat learns his shape, I need him to see how good I am.

"That's it...that my good girl" He moans. My pussy leaks more juice, I have always wanted to be called that by him.

I can feel my juice soak my shorts. With his hands on my head, he guides my movement, making me take what he wants to give.

The throbbing of his hot fat cock in my mouth feels far better than my dreams!. The way the head hits the back of my throat feels undeniably good, I have no gag reflex and could take him as deep as I want.

"Layla... you're so good at this...fuck!" He groans deeply, encouraged, I hollow my cheeks to suck even harder but he pulls me off his cock, looking down at me with his chest heaving, I can tell he is on the edge of cumming.

"You are secretly a slut aren't you?" He ask and I lewdly lick my lips to gather in every drop of his sweet precum that spilled while I sucked him off.

"Get up" he says and my body follows instantly.

With his body, he presses me against the counter and places his hand between my legs, fingers toying with the hem of my short, "please...." I whimper.

On my own accord, I open my legs wider, "see?...I am ready to be fucked him- ready to..." I ended with a moan as he palmed my heavy boob.

My pussy lips are swollen, wet and begging to be stuffed full with cock, not just any cock, specifically my step father's.

"You have no idea how captivating you are" Caleb said, his hands running over my body. "Boring, he said? Young boys don't know true beauty" he laughs darkly.

"I'm glad he thinks you're boring, you're Daddy's boring girl aren't you?" he says and I needily nod. I want to be his so bad.

His hands were carefully move from between my legs to my soft stomach to my thigh, up to even my cheekbones, gently caressing me like his precious doll- leaving goosebumps in their wake.

My hot step-father is touching me everywhere but where I need him the most, deliberately not touching my pussy, the very place I ache for him.

"Caleb...why won't you touch me?" I ask him in a low voice that's meant for only two of us. He ignores my question and I knew what he wants to hear.

"Daddy..." I say, my own cheeks burning red from the title I just used.

"Fuck. Don't say that when your mother is right upstairs and your boyfriend is in your bed waiting for you" he hisses at me, he sounds angry.

I know he is angry, if he is- he wouldn't be pinching my hard nipple through my clothes.

"W-why not?" I whispered.

"Because I would have no choice but to ravish you right here and right now" he says, his hand stopping at my curvey hip, giving it a squeeze.

"But that's what I want... won't you give it fo me, Daddy?" I whisper.

Wordlessly, he turns me around and bends me over the counter. With one hand he yanks down my short, exposing my wet cunt to the cool air of the kitchen.

His other hand has me pushed down on the counter. I moan out loud at the raw display of dominance and power.

He smacks my ass once and I can feel it jiggle with the hit.

The spot stung but it was worth it when I felt his kiss against it. "Two months of marriage to your mother and I all is wanted all through was to fuck this pretty pussy. Look at you, presenting shamelessly for me..." he says.

His words makes my cheek burn. I should be full of shame but somehow, my cunt is getting even wetter at the humiliation!.

"Yours daddy..." I whimper.

"Shhh they can't see us like this...this sight is only for me" he says, at the same time his finger is pushed into my pussy and I almost scream.

The very finger I've dreamt of is inside me,"Oh daddy..." I moan, as he fucks his fingers inside of me hard and fast.

I grip the counter desperately, trying to not scream or make any noisethat would alert my mom or boyfriend.

"There she is, my good girl, stay still for me" he says before he stood up.

"I want you raw" he says, his desire makes my body go lax on the counter- the thought of his seed in me. Oh God- my pussy clenches in anticipation.

"Yes please daddy" I plead.

Caleb's POV

I have only dreamt of this, of fucking my own step daughter.

Now here she is bent over her mother's counter for me. Pussy out in the open just for me to feast on, her cunt is wet and pink, the lips swollen and shiny with her sweet juice.

I trace one finger over the lips, just to hear her moan with want, expertly I rub her clit and she trembled under my touch whispering, "right there daddy...".

She wants me to fuck her raw, like a bitch in heat. She is just perfect for me.

I take my cock in my hand and leisurely moving my hand up and down- it feels good but I know having it inside her warm and young pussy will feel better.

"Daddy please...." She whispers again, she sounds embarrassed for being spread out on her own mother's counter like this but she I know she wants this more than anything.

I can tell from the way she refuses to bite back her moans. It's like she wants them to see us like this- like she wants her mother to see her being taken by me and she wants her boyfriend to watch her get stuffed full with my hot rod.

I rub the head off my dick against her cunt entrance. "Yes..." She sighs, encouraging me to push in.

I can't hold back any longer. I want to tease her the same way she has been teasing me since I married her mother but I can't hold back.

Her pink lips were too inviting, the curve of her ass to appealing, her slim waist too enticing.

In one movement I bury the entirety of my big cock inside her. She screams as euphoria takes over her.

Her loud voice makes my chest puff with pride, I know she has never taken a cock like mine before.

"There you go" I say gently and softly to her, my soft tone contrasts the hard thrust of my hips against her sinful ass.

"Daddy! You're so big inside me" she whines, her hand coming behind to hold my hip, she sounds like she is complaining but the walls of her pussy is clamping thighly like a vice around my cock.

"Fuck...you feel just like a virgin" I say through my teeth with each thrust.

"Like you have been waiting for me all along to show your cunt what it means to be fucked good" I grunt as I pull out and slam right back into her warmness.

She does feel like virgin. Her pussy is hugging my dick perfectly, like a perfect cock sleeve that had been modelled specially for my pleasure and use alone.

The gasps escapes her lips are heavenly. Her clothed tits rubbing against the counter relentlessly, adding to her pleasure.

Layla keeps getting louder with every thrust and I am not going to make her stop or quiet down.

I want to hear her come undone for me. I put my hand in front of her body and flicked her clit hard.

"Oh God! Oh God!" She cries out, driving her ass backwards to meet my hard thrust. I repeat the action, I almost cum immediately from the way her warm walls tighten around me. "What are you?" I lean forward to ask her.

"D-daddy...oh..." She stutters, my hand are still toying with her clit while my cock is inside her, kissing her cervix with every thrust.

Still fucking her, I hear footsteps behind us, and turn my head just in time to see Layla's boyfriend's standing there with his mouth open and his eyes bulging out of his skull.

The exhibitionist in me rears it's proud head, I locked eyes with the man who called my good girl 'boring'.

"Who are you?" I ask Layla again. "Yours" she says moaning loudly like an experienced pornstar.

"My what?" I grunted, delivering a slap on her ass, I want to hear everything.

"Nhggh... daddy's boring girl. I'm daddy's boring girl" she says, her breath coming out as gasps as I picked up my pace.

The young man that was watching us quickly turns on his feet and dash up the stairs, going back to the room he came out from.

Putting my attention on my pretty girl. I ramp up my speed, fucking into her relentlessly, the smacking sound of skin against skin fills the entire room.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck" I moan, I am going insane from the way she is sucking me in like a vacuum, "daddy please..." Layla cries out, I am already on the edge of orgasm and I know she is too.

Rubbing her clit in circles as I pounded into her, her legs are starting to shake uncontrollably. I know she is about to cum, "oh! Oh!!! Daddy so good!" She screams as she vibrates under me.

The way her walls clench and unclench around me, tips me over the edge and cum into her tightness.

"Arghh" I exclaim as my cum fills her inside. The hot spurt of semen filling her hole makes her moan even more.

My body gives out, and I place my hands on the space beside her to catch my breath. "Layla" I call, "hmmm?" she hums in response.

"We got to get out of here before your mom walks in on us" I say and she nods, her face is pressing against the table. "Come on" I say and give her ass a slap to get her moving.

I pull out of her, a string of cum follows my now softened cock. 'I did a good job' I think to myself, looking at my handprint on her ass and my cum dripping out of her lips.

"Don't make me chase you too hard next time" she pouts as she gets up and pulled up her ruined shorts.

"Hmmm we'll see if there will be a next time" I say to her.

Cum To Me Dear Nanny

Cassie's POV

"That's it baby girl, fuck, you're doing so well...."

"Go on, go harder" my ex employer's deep voice fills my imagination, encouraging me to go harder on myself- to fuck my pussy with my own fingers till my legs go numb.

"Oh God...Vincent" I moans as I throw my head back, moving my fingers over my panties covered clit- teasing myself.

I am too horny to bother about my current state of unemployment, instead of worrying- I am here, imagining my ex-employer's deep moans in my ear and the slick sound of his hand wrapped around his cock.

Imagining how I will run my fingers up and down his cock and smear his precum all over it before leaning in to suck on him like an ice lolly. I moan at the image.

"Fuck"

His deep groans fills my imagination as I run one hand up to cup my breast and then run it back down to my spread thighs, I pull my panties to the side to give myself the good rub my wet cunt needs.

I moan as the glide of my fingers got easier, my pussy is getting wetter, with a small gasp I touch my clit, the little touch feels so good, wanting more- I make a circular motion on the swollen nub, throwing my head back as the sensation makes me heave.

I pull up my top to tease my nipple with my right hand, hearing my own breath quickening with the brush of my palm against the taunt and sensitive nipple.

"Oh God" I moan as I change my position, I need to feel like I am on my knees, riding his thick cock, I pump my finger in and out- but my fingers are too slim and feel even hungrier.

"Fuck Vincent more!" I cry out in frustration, regretting all the times I chickened out on buying a dildo.

I let my body fall forward, face down and ass up in the air the way I have always imagined he would fuck me. I don't want vanilla sex with him.

I want him to take me from behind with his strong hands around my neck, pressing me down. I want to feel his balls smack against my pussy. I want his wife to walk in on us and regret firing me.

My lustful daze is suddenly interrupted by a series of knocks on my door. I glare at the door angrily hoping the person will go away if I ignore them. Instead of getting the hint and going away, the knocks continues.

In frustration, I get out of bed and march half naked to the door, dressed only in my panties that are soaked through with my juice and pulled to the side, my fat pussy lip peeking through.

Underneath my crop top, my full breast bounces and my nipples are pushed tantalizingly against the top. I am too aroused to think of modesty.

I am prepared to yell at whoever the fuck it is that is interrupting my 'good' night. But the second I yank the door open, realization of making a big mistake dawns on me, I should have covered up first.

My ex employer is right at my door.

Vincent Colson is right here at my door. His eyes drop from my face and drift down further to my nipples showing through my shirt.

He looks further down to my exposed midriff and down to my panties, eyes glued to my soaking wet pussy lips shamelessly showing itself to the world.

My throat goes dry at the sight of him and, suddenly it felt like my body is going straight into ovulation. If I was hot and bothered before, I am now on fire from the way his eyes raked my body.

He is older but is inexplicably hot with his mussed up blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, he is dressed in his work suit but anyone could tell he is muscular underneath the fabrics.

"Miss Cassie, can I come in?" He asks with that exotic deep voice- his voice better than any pornographic materials.

It is the same voice I've heard many times moaning and groaning in pleasure from touching himself in the bathroom after fucking his wife. The same voice I was about to cum to just seconds ago before his arrival.

Stepping aside, I gesture to the bed for him to sit. My apartment is a studio apartment, what I can afford. My cheeks burn from embarrassment, first for having the big man in my small space and then for how scantily dressed I am.

"The kids told me Anna fired you" Vincent says and I have to focus on stopping myself from clenching my thighs.

God his voice, why did he have to be so attractive, wealthy and belong to that selfish woman?!.

"Yes sir" I responded, my voice coming out squeakier that I want it to.

"I apologize for that. Anna and I getting divorced and she has been doing a lot of things to get on my nerves" he says.

"It okay. I understand. Would you like me to offer you anything?" I ask him, "I can offer you something instead" he says and I tilt my head in confusion.

"I can see the way your pussy leaks at the sound of my voice Cassie" he say, chuckling lightly and reflectively I put my hand down to cover up.

"Don't be shy now Cassie. I know what you were doing just minutes ago. I heard you cry out for me" he says and my eyes widened.

I should be embarrassed.

I should say something to make him stop talking about me like that.

But no, my traitorous pussy throbbed and I let out a pitiful whine. Not denying that I want him so bad.

"And I know you stand outside the bathroom door waiting for me" he ads, making me blench. He knows all along that I have been listening in on him?!

"What's that look for? Now show me what you do when you're all alone after hearing my voice" he says, pointing at the bed.

Obediently and expectantly, I go over to the bed and sit on it. Vincent stands up and goes on the chair opposite my bed with a dirty smirk on his face.

God I want to kiss it off.

"Go ahead beautiful girl. Show me what you do all by yourself" he urges me on and I move up to the head board of my bed.

Settled comfortably, I opened my legs to show him the strong effect his presence has on me, the way my panties soaking wet.

"Fuck...baby, all for me?" He asks me and I nodded eagerly, so eager to please him. Eager to have him fuck me into oblivion.

"Now touch yourself for me. Show me how good you are" he orders.