Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
“Is this what you want, Daddy?” she murmurs, breathless. “Is this what you wanted to see?”
“Fuck baby, yes,” I rasp. “Will you let me taste you?”
Minnie flushes pink again, but it’s beautiful and underlines her innocence.
“On my breasts?” she whispers. “What do you mean?”
“Yes, baby,” I grind out, so hard now that my cock’s going to punch a hole in my fly. “My mouth on your hard pink nipples. I’d like to kiss them and suck them, if you’re okay with it. I promise it’ll feel good.”
Again, I can barely believe I’m having this conversation, but if this is what it takes, then so be it. To be honest, I’m looking forward to showing the young woman the ways of the world, which is somewhat of an anomaly. A lot of dudes these days like hardened women, who are experienced, slick, and filled with silicone. But everything about my stepdaughter is young and fresh, and I want to show her the ropes. I want Minnie to experience pleasure at my hands, panting and squealing my name.
What the fuck are you thinking? the voice in my head shouts. You’re here to breed the bitch, not to ask permission while delivering sweet kisses. Eyes on the prize, my man.
But I shut down the voice in my head because right now, there are more important things than impregnating a female. I have a young woman on my hands who’s obviously innocent and trusting. I can sense that Minnie’s new to this, and if anything, it’s my honor to teach her how to enjoy male dick.
So I nod before pressing a tender kiss to the soft rose petals of her mouth. Minnie sighs sweetly, her blue eyes like pools of clear aqua.
“I trust you, Daddy,” she mewls. “Do what you think is best.”
That’s all I need to hear. I lift a big breast in one of my hands, both of us staring down at its creamy heft. Then, I lower my head to suckle at the hard pink tip, laving it tenderly with my tongue before gently kissing the tip. Minnie’s gasp makes me pause for a moment.
“Is that okay, sweetheart?” I rasp. “Did you like it?”
She trembles on the seat before me, cheeks flushed and as beautiful as a new rose. But the young blonde nods.
“Yes, I liked it,” she murmurs shyly. “Please, more, Daddy.”
Immediately, I duck my head down again to kiss her right breast, laving the flesh with my tongue before pulling her nipple into my mouth. I suck deeply, rolling the hard nub in my mouth before turning to her left breast and doing the same. Her flesh is sweet and succulent, new and almost bouncy. Meanwhile, Minnie’s running her hands through my hair while letting out breathless gasps of pleasure.
“Mmm,” she cries out. “Oh oh oh!”
I pull off for a moment, staring up at her. Her nipples gleam wetly in the low lights, stained with my saliva.
“Is this okay, sweetheart?” I rasp, my dick punching a hole in my pants. “Does it feel good?”
Her blue eyes are dazed as she looks down at me. Minnie’s indescribably beautiful with her golden hair flowing down her back as I lick tentatively at a hard nipple again. She lets out a cry of pleasure and pulls me closer.
“Yes Daddy,” she pants. “I just have no idea how when you kiss me there... I feel it down there.”
This is the perfect opening.
“Down where, sweetheart? Show me.”
She flushes beet red and shakes her head quickly.
“Oh no, I couldn’t.”
But I’m insistent.
“You can, Minnie,” I rasp. “You can be free and open with me about any part of your body, sweetheart. Now down where?”
The beautiful blonde blushes again but she nods as one hand slips into her lap between us. “Down here,” she whispers, gently gesturing to her pussy-area. “This is where I feel it when you kiss my breasts.”
Oh fuck. She’s so responsive to my touch, and clearly, she needs it too. But I have to go slow.
“Can you show me sweetheart?” I say in a low tone, fighting to keep my need in check. “I want to see.”
Minnie blushes again, but then nods. “I can, but I have to get out of my skirt,” she mewls. “It’ll be tough in the car.”
Right, the Bentley. We’re still in this fucking vehicle with nowhere enough room, but at least my driver knows to keep driving, in circles if he has to. “It’s fine,” I rasp. “I’ll help you. Can you raise your knees sweetheart?”
Minnie stares at me.
“What?” she gasps. “What do you mean?”
I nod, harsh streaks on my high cheekbones.
“You heard me. Pull your skirt up and raise your knees.”
Fortunately, the material of her skirt is a soft fluttery fabric of some sort, and she gently pulls the cotton upwards until just a hint of her pink panties show.”