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This is actually my first time writing a story, hopefully it will be the first of many, specially because what I write comes directly from personal experiences that I have decided to share with anyone who is willing to read tru them.

Besides mine, I changed everybody’s name to protect their privacy. I would love chat and get your feedback on my stories.

My name is Julie, I’m 5′ 2″ with 34 cup D breasts, wide hips and a big plump juicy ass that drives most guys crazy. My body developed this voluptuous shape since a very early age, and it’s probably the main reason I keep getting into the type of situations that create my stories. But what can I say, I love sex!. My body is built for sex and keeps asking me for it. I constantly get a terrible sensation of emptiness right below my tummy, and it’s always followed by the overwhelming desire to get filled up by a man; especially when I’m ovulating. Every single month when my body reaches that state I get incredibly horny, it’s like I’m in heat and can’t control the urge for cock. This makes my personality a little complicated; because I’m generally shy and quiet. My stepdad taught me to be obedient and submissive, always at the service of males, so that’s how I am to most, only a small amount of people know my slutty side.

Please be understanding if my writing is not so great, I’m not a professional writer, I only do this as a hobby to amuse my self and hopefully to get you a little horny too. Because one thing is for sure; I can please a man way better than I can write.

This story begins when my biological father left us, I was just a kid and never heard from him ever since; so growing up it was just my mom, my older sister and me. During this time mom dated a bunch of guys but never moved one of them in with us until Randal came along. He was about 5’10, mid 40s just a little bit of gray in his hair and a few wrinkles in his face. He was actually good looking for his age, had a beard and a pretty good amount of body hair with tick lumberjack arms because he worked construction for the most part of his life. He met my mom at the clinic where she worked as a nurse, he had a minor accident at work and needed some stitches. He dated my mother for almost a year before moving in with us. I had just turned 19 so I didn’t really interacted with him much because I was busy with my friends and school, and I didn’t really knew him until he started living with us.

His way of thinking was very old fashioned, he would say things like “women belong in the kitchen” and talk about how a good wife should keep her house spotless and be attentive of her husband and kids. He owned a remodeling business and was extremely bossy with his employees and so he was to us too, He immediately took control over the house and our lives, he was the decision taker and the new rule maker for some reason.

The way he acted around me was very strange at first because most of the time he was ordering me around, telling me what to do, and criticizing the things I did, sometimes in a mean way, But he would also be like we were the best of friends and hug me all the time, kiss me on the cheek every time he greeted me. He was extra huggie when Mom was not around, he would placed his hands on my hips, just below my waist line and pull me so close to him that my boobs would squeezed on his chest and I would feel his bulge pressing against my belly button, this used to made my heart rate go fast and feel a bit tinglish down there, I’m not gonna to lie.

I also caught him looking at my body many times when we were alone. (He never tried to hide it), he would checked out my ass when passing by, or have a good look at my boobs whenever I was wearing a cleavage; He had that same lustful look that men would give me everywhere I go, whether riding the bus or at the supermarket they would look at me as if they were ready to eat me. It was more than obvious that he wanted to shove it in me, but for obvious reasons I tried my best to ignore him. But for some inexplicable reason I felt intimidated and attracted to him. I would sometimes have dreams of him being in bed with me and I would wake up so wet that many times I had to change my underwear; thankfully nobody knew about that.

Some nights I reached down to play with my pussy thinking about him while laying under the covers. Maybe lust is contagious, or maybe I’m just very slutty; but feeling that he desired me, turned me on so much.

To make matters worse, one of those nights, after I just finished my self care session I started hearing a stomping noise; I tried to ignore it and go to sleep but I didn’t. I got up and followed it to the end of the hallway to it source, it came from Mom’s room. The door was almost shut and was a bit dark, but I could still see her upsidedown and her boobs shaking. He was railing my mom doggy style! I thought of leaving, but the humping noise and seeing my mom’s face expressions made me reach down my panties again. I slowly kneel, and leaning konya escort forward towards the cracked open door I started fingering myself with one hand and playing with my boobs with the other one, I was only wearing a nightgown and panties so my juices started running down my legs, accumulating on the floor. Watching her trying to control her moaning while getting fucked made me cum so hard that I had to take off my panties and fold them to the only dry side they had, to clean up the floor of the hallway that was now filled with the smell of my pussy.

Even though they kept going, I went back to my room and got into bed. But I couldn’t sleep because I kept thinking about how much I wanted to be in Mom’s place just now. My cravings for Randall grew out of the platonic stage to become something I wanted to achieve. I know that I’m a terrible person and the worst daughter, but I just couldn’t control myself; it was like he had me under some kind of spell because after that night, I began to find him more and more attractive, I would stock him around the house, even when he was working under his car, I would lean at the door frame with my arms and legs crossed, biting my lip while staring at his bulge.

Without noticing I began to flirt with him a lot. Every morning I would do my hair and my makeup extra nice hoping to impress him. I even changed my usual choice of outfits in efforts to catch his attention. I normally wear skin tight jeans because even though my butt is firm, it’s size makes it jiggle when I walk and this type of pants help me keep it under control. But he was always talking about how men should be the only ones wearing pants and that women should stick to dresses and skirts; So I switched.

I love how dresses look on me, but most of them fit me so tight because of my wide hips, that it’s a constant struggle for me fixing them every two steps to keep them from going up and show more than I should; which in this case that was an advantage for me; because every time mom was not around, I would come up with any excuse to bend over near him so that he could get a good look of what’s under my skirts. But these subtle hints did not give me the results I was hoping for.

One time, while my mother was at work I tried crouching down to “look for my earring”, for about 5 minutes I had my ass up in the air, swing side to side; he started at it the whole time. So I thought that day he was going to make a move on me; but he didn’t.

Looking back to this memory, I came to realize that he was just playing hard to get. He resisted the temptation and pretended not to be interested so that I would get frustrated and make more efforts to have him; I know that because that’s exactly what I did.

After that, I turned up the flirting even more. I became extremely mellow with him, I would also do sexy little things like wrap both my arms his neck to kiss him on the cheek when greeting him, rest my head on his chest while watching a movie on the couch; I even sat on his lap when talking to him to get him to feel the weight of my butt. I also took every opportunity that I had, to rub my most “squishy” parts on to his body. And even though he went along with all these things, he didn’t took me to the bedroom still.

Then came a time when my mother had to take a trip to get some sort of certification out of state for a couple of weeks. She left me in charge of all the house chores; meaning that I had to clean the house, do laundry, and cook dinner for him. Contrary to what you might think, I enjoyed it so much! Because I would fantasize about being his wife, having to take care of all his needs. I was so obsessed about him, that one morning while I was picking up his clothes to do the laundry, I came across a pair of used trousers he had just left on the floor before taking off for work, they were still warm, so I pressed them against my nose and sniffed as much as I could, trying to get a hint of what his crotch may smell like. They had a subtle musky smell that made me sigh, and I need it more of that intoxicating aroma! So that day I worked hard making his favorite dinner; meatloaf and mashed potatoes. After I was done making dinner, I dolled up the best I could, I picked up my most sexy outfit, a red, tight and short dress that made the most of my hourglass shape, it had a very deep cleavage that reached to my belly button and basically divided the whole dress in two; this was without a doubt, the sluttiest piece of clothing that I owned.

That night when he got home I greeted him as usual and even throw in some extra thigh hugs; I was definitely excited. I took his hand and guide him to the table, he sat down and I massaged his shoulders a little, I wanted to be as close as I could to him so that I can inhale his aroma. Every time he came back from Work he smelled like timber, sweat, dirt and cigarettes all combined. I know that for many people that wouldn’t be a pleasant smell; but for me it was delightful. It made konyaaltı escort me think about him working hard with his strong muscles under the sun, I found that so manly and it turned me on so much.

During dinner I was a chatter box as usual, asking him a ton of questions about his day; and he would just reply with short sentences and words like “yep”. I waited for him to say something about the meatloaf but he didn’t say anything, so I asked about it hoping for his approval. But he only said “this meatloaf needs a beer to wash it down” so sprinted off my chair to the fridge and got him a beer. “How could I have forgot about the drink” I thought to myself.

After the meal he went to the couch and watched TV while I washed the dishes. When I finished picking up the kitchen I went to the living room and sat down and I cuddled up on his belly, I just kept looking at his package while he watched the screen, he casually placed his hand on my thigh and I couldn’t hold back any longer, I was tired of playing games!, so I put my hand on his bulge, I felt his testicles and I started massaging them.

– “wow, what do you think your doing? I’m your mom’s boyfriend. Your technically my stepdaughter you know?” He threw me on the couch and stand up, I got up too, grabbed him by the belt and kissed him. He kissed me back and we started making out, he grope my ass so I broke the kiss and I asked: “if you are my daddy why did you kiss me like that?”

– “Because you are getting way out of line young lady… and I’m going to teach you what’s your place!”

-“are you going to punish me daddy?” I said cheekly and placed my hand on his bulge again.

-“if you want my cock you’re going to have to beg for it”. He put both his hands on my shoulders and he lower me down till I was on my knees.

Looking up to him without breaking eye contact and massaging his crotch I begged him “please daddy give me your cock”.

-“you’ll have to do better than that, show me how bad you want Daddy’s cock inside of you” he said.

-“please Daddy, I need your cock inside of me so bad… pleeeeease!”

He unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants and his cock jumped out of his trousers almost hitting my face. It bounced up and down a couple of times and then it raised up completely. I was kinda shocked and I froze, I didn’t actually knew what to do next, I never seen a man’s penis so close; before him I made out with a lot of guys at school, I let them grope my body and fingerd my pussy; I even gave them a handjob sometimes but never made it this far with any of them.

So there I was on my knees, his hard erection pointing at my face and I was just staring at it, admiring his cock, it was so hairy and veiny, so swollen, it looked like it was about to explode. He looked down on me and said: “isn’t this what you wanted you little slut? Now suck it”

“Yeah…bu,… But I don’t know how. I,… I never actually been intimate with a man before.

-“what?, Are you telling me that no man has ever been inside that little porn star body of yours?” I just nodded my head.

-“I don’t believe you!, not after the way you threw your self at me these past weeks and how you begged for my cock just now.”

-“it’s true!, I don’t know what to do.” I said that while looking down at his shoes.

-“alright, then I will teach you how to please a man.” Holding his dick on one hand, He grabbed a handful of my hair with the other and started rubbing the head of his cock on my mouth. He ordered me to stick out my tongue and started tapping on it with his cock.

-“grab my balls an fondle them,” now peal off the foreskin and lick my shaft up and down like a lollipop.” He ordered me and I obeyed, this made me twitch down there for some reason I couldn’t explain. I was savoring his manhood with my tongue and it tasted salty and musky but I liked it anyway.

-“Now, swirl your tongue on the head.” So I did. “Good girl!” He said mockingly, but it only made my pussy twitch again. “It’s time you pop it in your mouth”. I slowly swallowed the head and an inch or two of the shaft, and instinctively I bobbled my head. Slowly at first, but picking up more speed and eating more of his length gradually. “See! You’re a natural!” He said groaning, and that encouraged me to try to fit his whole piece in my mouth, but as soon as the tip of his cock touched the back of my throat I started coughing. “You’re still hungry huh?, here, let me help you my like cock sucker” and he held the back of my head with his hand and shoved his cock deep inside my throat, he started fucking my throat!, he was so rough, my eyes got tears and I was choking on his cock but I didn’t want him to stop.

When he pulled out to let me breathe, I told him that my knees were getting tired, and he said: “sit on that fat ass of yours silly girl, because the best part is about to come”. Indeed I was way more comfortable resting my weight on my butt, how did he know that? korfez escort and the way he was ordering me to do this things, so dominant; It was clear that he was in charge, and that was making me feel so submissive and so girly at the same time; I could feel the heat of my pussy on my thighs!! Was I enjoying this kind of treatment? Why was it turning me on so much? This thoughts were in my head while I keep taking the throat fuck until he said: “are you daddy’s little slut?”

-“Um-hum…” I tried to say yes with a mouth full of his cock.

-“alright then taste my cum” and I felt him ejaculating inside my mouth, it tasted so bitter, and it has so hard to I swallow and yet I enjoyed so much, the first couple of blasts went down my throat, but he kept unloading and filled up my mouth so much that I couldn’t contain all of it and it started escaping from my mouth and running down my chin a bit. He pulled out and with the tip of his cock he scooped the escaping drops back to my mouth. “Do not waste any of my cum!.” “Now swallow that load” So I did a big glup, but his semen was so thick and rich, I had a hard time making it all go down, “Now suck the rest of it out of Daddy’s cock” he ordered me while pressing it against my sealed lips. He entered my mouth again and said: “look me in the eye, I want to see you savoring my cum.” I massaged his balls and suctioned some leftover drops out his now semisoft member without breaking eye contact with him. “Atta girl” he said while petting my head.

He ordered me to stand up and lifted me over his shoulder, “Now for the main event we’ll move somewhere more comfortable!” My heart was racing from the excitement, I was being carried by a strong man to his bedroom, where he was going to make me his!.

At this point my panties were not longer containing the amount of lubrication coming out of my pussy and it started running down my thighs to my knees, making it’s way to the arm he put between my legs to hold me while he was carrying me. So he felt his forearm getting wet and said: “You can’t wait to have me inside huh?” He was so right, and the fact that I couldn’t hide it made me feel so embarrassed. “don’t worry, I know exactly what your pear shaped body is craving, and I’m going to give it to you whole!.”

He bit my butt cheek a little before he threw me on the bed. The very same bed he uses to breed my mother. My tits jiggled in different directions so I grabbed them both and pressed them together, as well as my legs. He kneel on the edge of the bed and grabbed my panties from underneath my butt, I raised my hips and he pulled them off, then he spread my knees revealing my soaking pussy. I was still embarrassed so I covered it with one hand and kept the other one holding my breasts. He grabbed both my hands and pinned them on the mattress at the same time he was leaning towards me, he positioned him self between my legs and I felt it!; it was the tip of his cock pressing against the entrance of my vagina. My eyes opened wide and I started breathing rapidly, this was it! The moment I being waiting for. He started pushing forward and it hurt, so I screamed. He groaned and said “Shit, I guess it really is your first time!” He pushed harder and I screamed loudly “It hurts”. I tried to get him to stop, but despite my complaints he kept slipping in, I felt the head getting thru and then a part of the shaft, inch by inch until about half of his cock was inside of me. “Damn, you’re so thigh!, I’m gonna let you adjust to my size before trusting in more” so he waited and I felt my insides giving in a little bit. Then he started moving with a grinding motion, going soft and slow at first and gradually picking up speed and strength.

Feeling him inside of my body and his weight on me was so much different than when playing with myself, he was reaching places of my body that I never felt before.

I just kept staring at his hairy crotch and the shaft of his cock going in and out between my thighs, I noticed myself panting at the rhythm of his trusting, I wasn’t able to catch my breath but somehow it felt normal. Then he started picking up more and more speed, I felt a pounding sensation in my belly; involuntary strange noises started escaping from my mouth. Sounds that I never before heard coming out of me, they weren’t the type of sounds I heard on porn videos, they were more like the noises my mom was trying to muffled down with her hand that other night.

I was in the process of assimilating all these new sensations when my hips started shaking on their own, I gasped and grabbed on to the duvet with both hands, I knew this sensation; I was about to cum! But I didn’t wanted to, because whenever playing with myself after I came I was done and I didn’t want this to end yet, so I tried to hold it in. But that only made me squirt harder!, it splashed all over his lower abdomen. I felt so embarrassed again. This didn’t bothered him, he kept pumping and said “half my dick and five strokes it’s all it takes to make you cum huh?. We’ll see how you handle the whole thing now!” He slipped in the rest of his cock until I could feel his testicles resting on my butt; I let out a long and loud moan as I felt him stretching my cave. This sent shivers all over my body and my nipples got harder than ever before.

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