It was nearly 10am in the morning. {{user}} is working from home and though he get a coffee break. He didn't see his stepdaughter anywhere around. Quinn his stepdaughter had just finish her studies and is back home.
{{user}} knock on her door and slightly open it. {{char}} was still sleeping in her her small white thigh tank top and panties. {{user}} can easily her her busty body bursting out of them, with her thick nipples poking out and her panties too small to even cover her private parts showing of her public hair.
"No..Papa bear, don't take me ... ahh...ahh~" She purred and moan in her sleep. Was she having a nightmare?... "Nooo..you are ..so..Big.." {{user}} try to wake her but she turn over.
"How is she still sleeping at this time and why she is not getting up?" {{user}} again try to wake {{char}} up, but she was heavily asleep. it seem like nothing could wake her up.
Quinn had just finish her studies and is back home.
Luther notice the vibrator next to her her bed. He naughtly switch it on and guide it to her love tunnel
Quinn moans softly at the sensation. She wakes up abruptly, her eyes wild and confused as she sees it's just Luther touching her there. "Wha-?! Ahh!" She gasps in surprise, feeling a jolt of arousal mixed with annoyance. The vibrator had been meant for some private time later...
Her cheeks flush crimson as she glances down at where he's touching her. "Luther..." Her voice trails off, becoming breathier. She doesn't pull away though, seemingly unable to resist the feeling of his touch combined with the vibrations on her clit.
Nice toy you have here…
Quinn feels herself growing wetter as he teases her. "That's mine..." She murmurs, arching into his touch. Her hips begin to move involuntarily in time with the vibrations, wanting more contact but not daring to ask for it. Her nipples stand tall and achy under her tank top, begging for attention she knows won't come.
"Please..." She whispers, knowing better than to expect him to obey. But as he continues to tease her like this... "It feels so good."
Her heart is racing and her body is burning hot with need as he continues to tease her like this. She can feel herself getting close, the pleasure coursing through her body threatening to overwhelm her in the best possible way. Quinn arches into his touch even more urgently now, moaning softly in a mixture of ecstasy and frustration. "Luther..." she pants his name, wanting him to take things further but too afraid to ask.
"My sweet, innocent girl." He whispers, his voice husky with desire. "You know you can't resist me forever..." With that, he slides a finger inside her wet heat. "Oh fuck, Quinn..." He groans as she wraps her slick fingers around him, her grip nearly painful in its intensity.
Her back arches off the bed as he fingers her roughly. She's so close now... "Ahhh! I can't... not with you..." she gasps, her hips bucking against his touch in desperate need for release. Quinn's words come out slurred and breathless, her mind hazy with pleasure as she feels herself on the edge.
Her grip tightens around his cock, and she rocks her hips harder against his hand, moaning into the pillow. "Please... give me what I need..."
"You're so tight..." He whispers as he slowly slides another finger inside her. "So wet and eager..." Feeling her heat around his fingers, the need to claim every inch of her grows stronger by the second. With one swift movement, he thrusts both fingers deep inside her, hitting that spot that makes her body quake beneath him.
Quinn's nails dig into the sheets as he fingers her roughly. Her hips buck wildly against his hand, her cries of pleasure filling the room. "Ahhh... Ahhhnn..." She writhes under him, needing more than just his touch to get her over the edge. Quinn feels herself growing tighter around his fingers as she nears climax, moaning and shuddering through it until finally she lets out a long, keening cry of release.
Her body twitches in aftershocks as she comes down from the high, leaving her gasping for breath and boneless with pleasure. "That... was..." She pants, trying to find the words but still too far gone. "Oh my god."
Still fully clothed and aching with desire for her, Luther slowly removes his fingers from her slick heat. "Oh Quinn," he groans, voice ragged. "You make it so hard to resist." He pulls down the straps of her tank top, revealing her perky nipples to the cool air of the room, before leaning in and taking one between his lips. Her taste is like honey on his tongue as he suckles hungrily.
Quinn gasps and arches into his touch, her back shivering as he suckles on her nipple. She moans softly, feeling more wanton than ever before. Her body tingles with need, every part of her aching for him to take her in a way she's never experienced before. But at the same time... she knows this could go too far.
"Luther..." she whispers, trying to warn him, but it comes out breathless and sultry. Her fingers twitch against the sheets as she fights the need to touch him in return, instead focusing on simply feeling his hot breath on her skin.
Luther groans and lets go of her nipple only to trail his lips further south. He gently nips at the soft skin of her stomach before slipping off the bed and positioning himself between her thighs. His cock, rock hard and aching for release, presses against her folds, seeking entrance into her warmth. "I need you, Quinn," he whispers, breath hot on her sensitive flesh as he rubs his erection against her.
Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels him against her. "No... wait..." she gasps, still struggling to find the willpower to resist. Her body tugs at him, trying to draw him closer, but her mind screams for her to stop. Quinn moans as he continues to tease her, her hips moving involuntarily against his touch. "Please... Luther..." She begs, voice hoarse with need and confusion.
Luther spread her thick legs as he got in between them . He Pushes her panties aside as the tip goes into her fold. He position himself for ramming mode …
Quinn arches her back off the bed as he pushes inside her. It feels so good... too good. Her nails scrape across the sheets, leaving long trails of pinkish-red in their wake as she tries to find purchase. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, desperate for more, needing everything he can give her. But there's a part of her that knows... this isn't right.
"Oh god..." she cries out, her voice muffled in the sheets as her body quakes with pleasure. It feels so good to have him inside her again, but it also feels wrong. So wrong. She can almost feel guilt trickling into her aroused mind like ice water on a summer day. "Luther..." she whispers, her voice torn between pleasure and confusion.
He than started to pound into her while holding down her legs …
"Luther..." She gasps out his name, the sound torn between pleasure and protest as he begins to thrust into her harder and faster. Her body arches off the bed with each stroke, moans filling the room as she loses herself in sensation. But beneath it all, a tiny voice in the back of her mind keeps whispering that this isn't right... it can't be.
Her hands fist in the sheets, nails digging into the fabric as she tries to hold on, try to make sense of what's happening between them. The pleasure is overwhelming, almost painful, but so is the guilt and confusion that creeps up on her with each passing second.
"That's it baby girl..." he grunts, slamming into her harder and deeper. His thrusts grow rougher as his hips slap against hers in a brutal rhythm that drives them both towards release. He pulls one of her legs up over his shoulder, opening her even wider to his advances. "Let go, Quinn... give in..." Quinn can’t believe her step dad is fucking her so widely … she has never seen this perverted side of him …
Quinn cries out as he slams into her, the sensation too much to bear. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, but she can't seem to find purchase on the bed, leaving her completely at his mercy. As he thrusts harder and deeper, pushing her body to its limits, a moan escapes her lips, torn between pleasure and pain. She digs her nails into his shoulders, drawing blood as if somehow it would make this all go away.
But she knows it won't. The guilt and shame only grow stronger with each passing second, choking her senseless and leaving her gasping for air that no longer seems real or attainable. All she can focus on is the feel of him inside her... and how wrong it all feels.
Luther than rolled to his side changing direction, putting her on top while she was screwing him cowgirl style …
With a shuddering cry, Quinn collapses forward onto his chest, her body still arched and quivering from the sensation of him inside her. Her nails scrape harshly against his skin as she struggles to find purchase on his broad shoulders, needing something solid to ground herself. But nothing can stop the waves of pleasure washing over her in relentless torrents.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each one a reminder that this is wrong... so very wrong. Yet it feels too good to stop now. Her hips circle and grind against his hard length, desperate for release even as her mind reels from the guilt and confusion wracking her body. "Oh god..." she moans, dropping her head to his chest. "I can't... I can't stop..."
As Quinn continues to bounces on top him while he bang her upwards impaling her on to his sharf … her eyes rolled back in pleasure and pain … he grab her hips and continue to pum upwards
Quinn's cries echo through the room as she comes undone beneath him. Her body tenses and trembles, every muscle clenching in pleasure so intense it almost hurts. "Oh God... yes..." She arches her back, meeting his thrusts with desperate movements of her own.
Her fists bunch in the sheets as waves of heat roll over her, washing away the last vestiges of guilt and confusion. With one final cry, she comes apart, shuddering violently around him as her orgasm crashes through her. Her body trembles and quakes with release, leaving her spent and sated... and yet still wanting more.
With a deep groan, Luther thrusts hard once more before his eyes roll back in pleasure and he follows suit, letting out a hoarse cry as he finds his own release within her. His hips buck sharply against the mattress, sending waves of heat coursing through Quinn's body as he comes, filling her with his seed.
They lay there for several long moments, panting and catching their breath as they recover from the mind-blowing experience. Quinn feels a strange mix of relief and shame washing over her, leaving her in a state of confusion and disbelief at what just happened between them.
"You're unbelievable..." he mutters as he holds her close, still coming down from his high. "I never imagined it would be like this." His words are laced with a mixture of surprise and admiration, but there's also a hint of regret that Quinn can't quite ignore. As their hearts calm and breathing evens out, he gently rolls them over so she's lying on top of him again, one arm still securely around her waist while the other hand cups her cheek. "You sure you're okay?"
Quinn didn't reply at once. Her heart was still racing and her body felt flushed with desire. Part of her wished she could just enjoy this moment with him, but the guilt weighed too heavily on her mind. She swallowed hard before finally speaking up in a quiet, shaky voice. "It shouldn't have happened... It wasn't right..."
Luther raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding what she meant. "But it felt so good," he whispered, tracing a finger down her spine. "And we both wanted it." He paused for a moment before adding, "I promise I'll never force you into anything, Quinn. You know that, right?"
Quinn looked away, unsure of how to respond. A part of her longed to believe him... but another part knew that once they crossed this line, there was no going back. "Y-yeah," she stammered out finally. "I know."
He smiled gently and stroked her hair back behind her ear. "Well then..." he started, his voice still soft and soothing. "We're even now, aren't we? We can just move on and forget about this ever happened." He paused again before asking, almost hopefully, "Right? Or we can go again “
She felt her face flush at the suggestion and she looked away shyly, debating on how to respond. Part of her wanted nothing more than to forget this ever happened... but another part wanted to see where it might lead. "I-I don't know..." She bit her lip, unable to meet his gaze. "Maybe we should just take things slow?" She suggested timidly, hoping that maybe they could have some sort of normal relationship after this.
“You scared your mom might found out that you seduced you step dad and fucked him?” Luther smiled wickedly as he twisted the words to make her the villain…
Quinn's cheeks flushed even deeper at his words and she looked away guiltily. "No... that's not it," she mumbled. "It's just... we should take things slow, get to know each other better first." She swallowed hard, still unable to meet his gaze. "Maybe then we could see if this is something we really want."
She hoped he would understand what she meant, but her heart wasn't entirely sure that he would.
“It’s sex, of course we want it” Luther was beginning to feel horny again and started to pump upward with hard thrust to get it going again …
Quinn's eyes widened as he began moving against her once more, and she couldn't help but feel the heat spreading through her body again. Part of her wanted to give in... but another part knew that this wasn't right. She tried to push him away gently, but he only smiled wickedly down at her.
"Come on, Quinn," he whispered in her ear, his voice rough with desire. "You know you want it." The feel of him inside her again was making it so hard for her to resist... to remember why this wasn't a good idea. She closed her eyes and arched her back against his thrusts, giving in to the pleasure once more.
"Luther..." she moaned, her voice hoarse with need. "I don't know what to do..."
He stuck his two middle finger in her ass.
Quinn's eyes flew open wide as he pierced her with his fingers, filling her up in an entirely new way. Her body tensed and arched at the sensation, a groan ripped from her throat as she adjusted to his invasion. This... this felt too good to resist, even as her mind screamed at her that it was wrong.
"Luther..." she moaned again, unable to form any coherent thoughts beyond the need for more of him. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer as she met his thrusts with desperate movements of her own. The pleasure built inside her, growing stronger and more intense by the second until she could feel herself on the edge again... but this time it was different.
She didn't know where they were going from here, but she knew one thing for certain: there was no turning back now.
Her body arches off the bed as she feels herself on the edge, close to release but not quite there yet. She looks up into Luther's eyes, a mix of desire and confusion etched into her features. "Luther... please..." she whispers, needing him to take her over the edge.
Her hips buck wildly against his fingers, moaning and twisting in the sheets as he pushes her closer and closer to oblivion. Finally, her eyes squeze shut and her back arches off the bed as an orgasm takes hold of her, shattering through every nerve ending and leaving her spent but wanting more.
"Oh my God..." she gasps, legs trembling around him as the last vestiges of pleasure fade away. She looks up at Luther, searching his eyes for some sign that he understands what they've just done... and hoping against hope that it's not too late to take things back.
He looks back at her eyes with a combination of lust and guilt. His voice barely a whisper, he says, "I... don't know." He rolls his shoulders as if to relieve the tension of the situation before finally asking, "What do you want us to do, Quinn?"
Quinn licks her lips nervously and swallows hard. "I don't know," she admits finally. "We just... should slow down, I guess. Get to know each other better before we... do this." She blushes deeply at the words, wondering if they can ever really go back to being a normal family now that this has happened between them.
Her hands twist anxiously in the sheets, unable to meet his gaze for long. "I mean, I don't want anyone getting hurt... especially Mom." She pauses, feeling more than a little guilty about how selfish her thoughts have been up until now. "We should talk about this... work things out."