Getting to Know My New Step Father (Part 2)

It had been over two weeks since my step-father and I had sex and it's all I'd been able to think about. My sex dreams about him were occurring more and more often and every time I'd wake up all I'd want to do is reenact my dreams with him. I do admit, I start to feel a bit guilty about feeling this way about him. After all, he is taken - by my mother. As soon as I start feeling guilty though, I begin to remember the feeling of his large cock thrusting inside of me and my guilt quickly turns into lust.

On Valentine's Day, I was invited out by a really cute guy that I knew in high school. Because I knew that Chris and my mom would be out of the house all night, I turned him down, stayed home, and masturbated at the thought of having Chris inside me again. How pathetic is that?! I spent Valentine's Day alone masturbating! Needless to say, I needed to find a way to get Chris alone again.

A plan started to form in my head when I found out that my mother was planning to take a day trip to Toronto with some of her friends from work. Apparently there was some show playing there that was worth taking the three hour trip across the border in a van full of women. Whatever her reason was for going over I didn't care, all I knew was that she was guaranteed to be out of the house for the entire day. Even better was that her trip was on a Saturday so I knew that Chris would have the day off. I immediately began to think about how I would approach Chris once we were alone. Hell, maybe he'd even be the one to approach me first. In the two weeks since we'd had sex, I could practically see his cock stand to attention and jump through his pants every time I'd walk around the house in my booty shorts and a tank top (an outfit I'd begun to wear on a regular basis just to tease Chris).

Although we'd exchanged sexy glances and flirtatious smiles, neither of us had actually talked about sex with each other since it happened. Mostly because we haven't been alone long enough. My mom and Chris have almost identical work schedules leaving either one of them to only be home alone for an hour or less. So, as soon as I'd heard about my mother's upcoming day trip, I knew that I had to jump at the opportunity.

When Saturday rolled around I woke up to the sound of my mother scurrying around the house at 7 a.m. talking to herself saying, "Shit, I'm gonna be late. The girls are gonna kill me! I slept in late! We are supposed to be leaving right now!".

I heard Chris get out of bed and help her get ready. He boiled her some water for her oatmeal, threw some snacks in a bag for her to have for the ride, put her passport and keys on the counter and told her to have fun and be safe. By 7:20am she was out the door and Chris went back to bed. A few minutes later I drifted back to sleep too.

I woke up again at 9:00 a.m. to the sound of pots and pans clanging in the kitchen. I got out of bed and went to the kitchen. Chris was there cooking breakfast. "Hey Sadie, your mom left already so I figured I'd make us some breakfast." I smiled and thanked him. The food smelled so good but I wasn't focused on eating breakfast.

"You look nice." he said with a sexy smile. I was still wearing what I had worn to bed - short black pajama shorts and a white tank top, no bra, no panties. Of course he thought I looked nice, you could see my nipples perfectly through the tank top. I gave him a sexy smile back and began to eat the eggs and sausage he made for me.

After breakfast, I thanked him again for cooking and went back into my bedroom. For the past two weeks, I kept think that as soon as I was alone with him I would simply jump at him, take off all my clothes, and fuck him again. This wasn't as easy as I thought. I sat in my room for about forty five minutes laying down, watching TV, and thinking about how the hell I was going to come on to Chris. A few moments later, he knocked on my door. He didn't even wait for me to say come in before he opened the door, walked in, and sat on my bed next to me.

"You walk around here for two weeks flaunting your ass and tits around, making me walk around my house with a hard-on that I can't even fix and now here we are alone and you hide away in your room?"

"I'm not hiding," I explained. "I'm just still really tired and I'm so full from the breakfast you made."

"Bull shit, you're hiding from me. Why?" Once again, his stern voice made my pussy pulse.

"Fine, it's just that I don't really know what to say to you. For the past two weeks I have wanted to do nothing except fuck you again and now that we're alone I just can't seem to figure out how to approach you."

Chris smiled and kissed my neck. "You mean to tell me that a sexy little slut like you can walk around here half naked to purposely get me hard but you can't even tell me that you want to fuck me?"

I laughed, it did sound a little ridiculous when he said it like that.

"Sadie, I've had dreams about you almost every night for the past two weeks. I've practically had an erection since I found out that we were going to be alone today. It's all I've been thinking about!"

"Me too!" It was nice to know that I wasn't the only one who had been constantly thinking about getting fucked again.

Chris kissed my neck again and slid his hand inside of my tank top. He smiled and said, "So, we've both been dreaming about fucking each other and thinking about fucking each other and now we're alone together. What shall we do about this?"

I bit my lip and sat on his lap. I rubbed my pussy on his cock which I could feel perfectly through his thin pajama bottoms. I kept slowly rubbing on his cock while he took my tank top off and began to lick and kiss my breasts. He would massage one breast with his hand while he sucked on the other one with his mouth. It made my pussy very wet. I took his shirt off and kissed his chest all over. I loved the feeling of his abs pushing against my stomach as I continued to grind my pussy on him. After a few minutes he couldn't take it anymore. He pushed me off of him and pushed his cock through the opening of his pajama bottoms.

"Suck it.", he commanded. I quickly obliged.

I loved the way his cock felt in my mouth. I could barely fit the whole thing in without choking. I moved my head up and down the length of his cock while circling my tongue all around it and massaging his balls. I could tell from his soft moaning that he liked what I was doing. He must have almost came because he quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth. I shot him a sexy smile and he pulled off my shorts. I had just shaved my pussy the day before and I could tell that he was happy that I did. He pushed me onto the bed and began to lick my pussy. His tongue felt like it was going a hundred miles a minute as it massaged my clit and the inside of my pussy. He slipped a finger into my soaking wet pussy as he continued to massage my clit with his tongue. He then reached up with his free hand and began to massage my breast. Having all three places touched at once felt euphoric. He slipped another finger into my pussy and began to pound both fingers into me very fast and very hard. I could feel myself start to climax as he continued to lick my clit and massage my breast. I let out a loud moan. "Oh, Chris!" He began to go faster after I moaned his name. I continued to moan his name while he continued to finger fuck me until I finished my orgasm and my juices were every where.

"Oh my, Chris. That was amazing!" I felt like someone had sucked the life right out of me. Having such an intense orgasm left me breathless and exhausted.

"We're not done yet" Chris stated matter-of-factly. I didn't know how I would be able to handle any more I could barely move but as soon as he began to rub his hard cock up and down the length of the slit of my pussy and began to rub my clit with the tip of his cock I quickly wanted more. He took off his pajama pants and slid his entire cock into me and I thought I was going to orgasm again just from the feel of it inside me.

"Fuck, Sadie, you feel even tighter than last time!"

"No, you feel bigger!" I exclaimed. He did feel bigger and harder than he did last time. Is it even possible for a man to get harder than Chris was last time? He looked like he was going to explode if he didn't cum soon!

He pounded into me hard and fast. He was moaning loud and I loved watching him enjoy himself.

"Take my ass." He was caught off guard when I said this but I could see the excitement in his eyes after I said it. Without question, he rolled me over and slid his cock into my ass. Like last time, it hurt at first but began to feel amazing after a minute.

"I love how your cock feels in my ass!" That remark earned me a slap on the ass. I loved when he spanked me, it made my pussy explode with juices and made my clit throb with excitement.

"Fuck me harder, Chris!" This earned me another slap on the ass as he began to pound even harder into my ass. The harder he pounded into my ass, the wetter my pussy got and the more I wanted to orgasm again.

Just as I thought I couldn't take anymore before I climaxed, I felt him shoot his load into me. He let out a soft moan and I quickly felt his cum fill up my ass.

He collapsed next to me on the bed and kissed my forehead.

He shot me yet another sexy smile as he said, "I think I might buy your mom and her friends tickets to another show next weekend."