Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Oh Jesus Christ, I’m going to have to beat that pussy up, ain’t I, baby?”
“Yes, please,” she whimpers, reaching down for my zipper.
“Nope, time’s up,” Charlie announces, shoving her sister clear off my lap. I barely have time to catch my breath before she’s taking Bella’s place, her plush tits swelling out the lace bra she’s wearing, her pupils dilating as she focuses on my mouth. At the same time, she’s scooting as close as possible, a sob popping her lips open when she feels my wood, her fingers digging into my shoulders—hard—her hips starting to writhe, that pussy discovering the feel of me while Bella watches, trying to catch her breath.
“I want more. I want another turn.”
“I just got on!”
“Joe! Make her move.”
“Girls,” I growl. “No fighting.”
I’m playing with fire here. Suddenly I’ve got these angels fighting over me and I wasn’t supposed to touch either of them in the first place. But when I should stop, when I should apologize for allowing us to make a big mistake, Charlie tugs down the lace cups of her bra and reveals the hottest little set of tits I’ve ever seen on anyone, apart from her sister, who has a nearly identical pair that are equally hypnotizing.
Charlie fingers her nipples, frowning. “I don’t know if I want him to suck my nipples or kiss me.”
My cock strains violently, making me grit my teeth in pain. “Charlie, no.” I sit up, determined to put an end to this, but she plants her hands on the back of the couch, levers herself up and leans in close, shaking her tits right in front of my face—and a twisted kind of lust sinks its teeth into me, refusing to let go. “Just a little, Daddy?” More pouting. God, why can’t that be annoying, instead of hot? “Since Bella got to kiss you first?”
“Charlie…” I rasp, right on the cusp of losing control. “You know I can’t. We can’t.”
“Why not?”
“I’m your stepfather. Yours too, Bella. This is wrong. This…” I break off on a moan when Bella reaches between her sister’s legs from behind and begins a slow, firm cock massage that I can feel in the back of my fucking throat. “Bella, baby, no.”
“You like it,” Charlie whispers, leaning in to press her peaked nipple against my lips. “Admit you like us. More than you should.”
“Girls, please…”
“Suck, Daddy,” Charlie whines, pushing closer, her nipple tasting like honey against the tip of my tongue. And I don’t suck, I gorge myself. She’s been driving me to drink for months by strutting around the house in these paper-thin yoga pants and now I’ve finally got her ass in my hands, kneading those bratty cheeks while her sister jacks me off through my uniform pants, my mouth noisy on Charlie’s tits, sucking and licking and biting those plump, palm-sized globes. “Bella, it feels so good.”
“He’s going to suck me next,” Bella breathes, excitedly.
“Fine. I’ll suck him.”
“No, you won’t. I’m doing that first.” My zipper comes down and she’s gripping me bare, giving me a mind-blowing stroke, just as Charlie dives for my mouth. Oh my God. My God. My God. I’m being jerked off by my nineteen-year-old stepdaughter while I make out furiously with her sister, my hands down the back of her pants, gripping those sweet, bare cheeks that have kept me in a chokehold all summer. Any minute now, I’m going to blast off and I have no idea where my come is going to land. The urge to pump it inside one of them leaves me shaken and horny, unable to stop driving my tongue into Charlie’s delicious mouth. I’m going to flip her onto her back and fuck her until I ejaculate, while her sister watches.
Wait. What the hell am I doing?
What would their mother think of me now?
That jarring thought has me breaking the kiss and lifting Charlie off my lap with shaky hands. I settle one stunned sister on the couch besides me, groaning raggedly at the sight of Bella on her knees in front of me, pulling her long blonde hair back into a ponytail, clearly preparing to suck me off. But I can’t let that happen. I can’t.
Using a pillow to cover my rampant erection, I lunge off the couch to my feet, crossing the room with determination, keeping my back turned while I catch my breath.
“Bella. Charlie,” I say, eventually, dropping the pillow to secure my still hard cock inside of my pants. “That won’t be happening again.”
As I grab my keys off the table by the front door and slam out of the house, I’m positive I hear them say, in unison, “That’s what you think.”
If I thought they were making trouble before…
Something tells me they were only getting started.
5
Bella
I’m not giving up that easily.
In fact, now that I’ve gotten a taste of Joe’s experience, I’m hooked.