ELOISE “Fuck!” I cussed in a high pitched voice as I stared at the two older pair engaged in an escapade right on the kitchen island. They were no stranger to me, that’s my mum and her soon to be husband fucking themselves right in front of me. “Eloise,” Mum cried softly, scrambling down from the counter. There was a slight panic on her face as she tied up her blue bathrobe. “I didn’t know you were coming over today.”  However, my gaze wasn’t on mum at the moment, I stared at the tall man who was naked, blue sharp eyes, messy hair and a chiseled jawline. Ethan, my soon to be stepfather. He stood there unapologetically refusing to move or pick up his bathrobe on the floor, his eyes pinned against mine as he stared at my soul, my eyes dropped lower to his hardened length. He brought his hand over it, not to shield it from my sight but to caress it. My throat tightened at the size and length of it. “Eloise,” Mum called out, pulling me out of my daze.  I cleared my throat, taking that as my cue to leave from there. “I’m sorry.” I whispered before bolting out of the kitchen corridor.  ***** It’s been two days already after stumbling upon my mum and my soon to be stepfather making out in the kitchen. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t think straight anymore. I’ve been fantasizing on different ways he could have me to himself. Gosh, that dick! The image hadn’t left my head.  I took in a deep breath, left for the kitchen to get myself a bowl of ice cream. Just when I was about to leave with my ice cream, my gaze fell on the marbled island and immediately a shocking sensation traveled through my body recalling everything that went down on there between my mum and Ethan. I settled my bowl of ice cream on the island and helped myself sit on it. My fingers ran slowly over the edge of the island. Heat began rising in my body as I imagined all sorts of naughty things with Ethan’s image in my mind. I spread my legs apart, gliding my hand from my neck down to my chest. My head lifted up and my back arched forward, I bit on my lower lips trying to silence my moans, I’m the only one at home and I’ll hate myself if anyone were to walk in on me like this. “Argh!”  My fingers crawled downwards to my pussy already wet as per my naughty thoughts. I slid my panties to the side and played softly with my clits. The feeling was pulsating but not satisfying like I imagined Ethan’s finger would be inside of me. I moved my hips in sync to my finger still inside me enjoying the feel of my hands. Different sensation spiraled through my mind, I buckled my hips faster and my finger went in and out again thinking of my stepfather. I was so lost in my pleasure land to notice the figure standing by the corridor watching me keenly, I suddenly noticed a shift in the corner of my left eye and warped my head to the corridor. And there he was, staring at me with the most dangerous and lustful look I’ve ever seen on a person.  My heart skipped a beat, I’m forced to pull my fingers out of my pussy and sit upright. I avoided his gaze at once after catching what seems like a smile on his lips. A wave of embarrassment washed over my face at once. My stepfather just caught me pleasuring myself on the kitchen island. “I didn’t know–” I started, fumbled with words but couldn’t quite bring myself to make a comprehensive explanation. “Where’s my mum?” I suddenly asked, trying to divert his attention from what just happened. Instead of responding to me, he peeled his side from the corridor and began approaching me. My chest hasn’t stopped beating fast.  There was a sly smirk on his lips, resembling that of a devil.  “What were you doing, Eloise..?” Damn, his voice was laced with nothing but mockery. He brought his hand to my thighs, squeezing on it gently. “W–where’s mum?” I stuttered, warping my head back to the corridor and then to him only for him to flash me a mischievous grin.  My insides were about to erupt with his hands going further up my thighs, he still hadn’t given me a response.  A gasp left my lips when both of his hands travelled to the waistband of my panties and gently pulled it over my legs. “Ethan–” I gasped, trying to catch my breath.  “That’s not the word,” he rasped, bringing his gaze low. “I guess you should start calling me the official name regarding how I’m related to you, cupcake.” My heart pounded. I couldn’t believe this was about to happen, I watched his gaze fall to my pussy dripping for want. He brought his gaze to me for a second. “Say my name,” he whispered. One minute he was teasing me and the next second, his head was buried inbetween my legs.  I felt his tongue run up the length of my folds and shuddered uncontrollably. “Ethan–” He paused, taking a glance at me. “I’ll stop teasing only when you get it right” He whispered before taking another dip into my wet pussy. I brought my hand over my lips to stop myself from moaning out loud. Ethan poked, teased and sucked on my clits making me squirm in pleasure. But his actions only made me more aroused, I lifted my face already covered in sweat to the ceiling panting hard after he paused again. Our eyes met briefly, he sucked on his lips like his life depended on my juices. I watched him through my lustful eyes. “I’m waiting, cupcake.” I could feel my pussy throbbing, I needed whatever he had to offer desperately and he could see how badly I needed him too. “F-father,” I said breathlessly, arching my body forward to him. I caught the smirk on his lips before he took a dip in between my legs once more but I didn’t feel his lips on my pussy just yet only his soft breath. “In a more romantic context, you’re almost there.”  He didn’t give me a room to breath before inserting his coarse tongue into me. This time, I couldn’t control the moan that slipped out of my mouth. “D-daddy!” I growled, bringing my hand to his head to guide his movement faster. Perhaps that was the secret word he needed to hear to make me reach cloud nine and counting. I shook uncontrollably in pleasure. He didn’t spare, he wanted to ruin me with his mouth and tongue.  I bucked my hips to his face trying to meet up with his pace. “Argh! Daddy.” My moans, rippled through the four walls of the kitchen.  Amidst the sound of my moans, I picked a low sound of the front door opening, I snapped my eyes wide open after hearing mum’s call. But the man between my legs didn’t seem to care, I was almost nearing my edge but I could hear my mum’s footstep drawing nearer. I tried to pull my legs close but Ethan was faster, he held both of my thighs apart and kept on sucking on me. My last senses flew off my head when he delved deeper into me. At this point, I wasn’t sure I cared if mum found us like this. “Fuck!” I moaned out in a high pitched tone and shuddered, reaching my climax.  

Eloise  Mum had no idea about what went down in her kitchen today, I lifted my head from my plate and brought my gaze to the person sitting opposite me. Ethan's mesmerizing presence left me in a chokehold once more, I could see the teasing smile forming by the corner of his lips. He seemed to know whatever he was doing with his eyes and lips were affecting me one way or another.  "Mum, can daddy visit us more often?." Mum spared me a glance then back to Ethan, I noticed the little crease on her brows. "Eloise," She whispered. "You addressed him as your dad." There was a hint of surprise in mum's tone and I couldn't help but smile. I brought my fork to my lips sucking on it gently and meeting Ethan's gaze. "I'll do anything to make him my daddy."  **** After dinner, mum retired to bed along with Ethan and I'm left in my room staring at the ceiling and pondering hard on the type of pleasure Ethan made my body go through in a span of three minutes. I bit my lips softly, bringing my hand to settle on my sex. I could still feel his lips and tongue doing bad things to me. The kind of things that were forbidden but something in me craved more.  Just when I thought that I was about to fall asleep, my ears picked the sound of my door knob twisting. I turned over to check who it was. The fresh scent of male shampoo filled the air and a very familiar scent at that.  I sat up on my bed and made an attempt to turn on my bedside lamp only for the figure to hold my hand in place. A low gasp left my lips. "Who..?" I foolishly questioned, knowing fully well that it was none other than Ethan. "Daddy." His voice came out in a hushed whisper just above my ear. "I've come to teach my naughty princess how to behave." No sooner had he said the word, my back touched my soft mattress and he came over me. I couldn't see his face in the darkness surrounding us but I could imagine what his expression was like, he reached his lips to my nape. Gliding and licking his way down the length of my neck, I tilted, giving him access to explore me further. His tongue was warm and rough against my skin, leaving me wanting more. "Hmm," I moaned, grinding my hips against his bulging cock teasing me. No way he walked into my room in his briefs, what if mum walks in?  Her room is just opposite from mine. Suddenly, Ethan stepped away from me. I couldn't see what he was up to. "Take off your clothes, Cupcake." He ordered and I dared not refuse.  He walked away from my bed and returned shortly after with a bowl. I could perceive the strong smell of vanilla and strawberry in the air, the same aroma from my favorite ice cream. I slid my panties off my legs and returned to the bed waiting for Daddy's order.  "I'm all yours, Daddy."  In the darkness, he managed to hold me by my head and brought my face lower only for me to feel the bulging cock pressing on my face. "Take it," He ordered. Nothing else seemed to matter to me anymore, not mum walking in or my moans erupting. I wrapped my hand around his big sized cock and brought it to my lips, kissing the tip softly and then began sucking on the ice cream covering his length. "Mmm."  This is what sin tastes like, his hand held the back of my head guiding my movement. I sucked, stroked and licked him with my tongue. I didn't know I could take his whole length in but I did surprising myself. He was doing his very best to control his moan and so I increased my pace, while my tongue and mouth were dealing with his cock, I began playing with his balls using my other hand. "Fuck!" He cussed, moving his hips in sync to my actions. This is the first time I'm getting my mouth fucked and it felt good.  Too good and creamy. Ethan's body finally relaxed a bit after he cummed into my mouth and I found myself lapping off his creaminess. "That's more like it, naughty girl."  I thought this escapade was finally over but I was wrong because the next second, he pushed me gently to lay on my back before settling himself inbetween my thighs. "Spread those legs apart for me, cupcake."  This time, I widened my legs granting him entrance to ruin me. His cock brushed over my dripping pussy allowing a moan escape my lips. "What do you want daddy to do to you..?" His teasing voice dropped above my ear, he sucked my collarbone while grounding his hips against mine just for our sex to continue brushing. "I–I–"  I stuttered, unable to find the right words to say to him. His actions were killing me. He trailed kisses from my collarbone to my chest and finally took one of my mounds into his mouth sucking on it fiercely.  His other hand kneaded the other gently, he teased and pinched on my nipple almost blowing my head open with his sinful hands. "I'm listening," "I want you to teach this naughty princess of yours a lesson," I whispered, bringing my hand up to his hair. "I want you to–" The rest of my words ran down my throat after the sudden intrusion made by my naughty daddy. His hips swung into action, with each long strokes he made my toes curled up. "Fuck!" I cussed, pretty sure mum must have heard my scream. "Mum might hear."  "Then lower your voice." I lay there in the dark taking long strokes from Daddy's cock, unable to utter a word, with each stroke he made I'm unable to muffle my moans. Ethan doesn't seem to be done with me just yet despite how I screamed his name, I didn't want him to stop either but he pulled out and stroked his length carefully. I lay there breathless, panting heavily as I tried to catch my breath.  To my amazement, he flipped me over and spanked my butt cheek. "Push out your ass for daddy, Eloise!"  Whatever. I am always ready for his orders, I pushed my buttocks out for him, allowing him take me in the doggy position.  He slammed into me without warning, I bit into my pillow to muffle my moans. He slapped my butt cheeks at intervals and continued slamming in and out of me without mercy. I followed his pace actively, moving my hips backward to match up with his stamina. "Darn it!" I heard him let out a low growl and soon his seed filled me up before he pulled out. I collapsed on my bed panting heavily. There's no way I just fucked my soon to be stepfather, I wouldn't lie, I enjoyed every bit of it and even wanted more. "You naughty girl."  "Yes, Daddy." I answered back with a giggle leaving my lips.

Elena visited no other place frequently other than the club where she works at as a stripper but she had one solid rule. She doesn't entertain married men no matter how much they offered her but something felt different tonight while she's busy shaking her ass on stage where different wealthy men were present. One of the famous billionaire was present with his wealthy friends after securing a huge deal, they chose to celebrate in the club where she works. "Shake that ass up, bitch!" One of the drunk men spat, tossing a bundle of dollar bills at Elena, the bills spread open raining heavily on her. His actions didn't affect Elena in anyway, after all she was the most sought after female stripper most men wanted and that act of his was very common with men of his kind. She began twisting and whining her hips sensually against the long pole dancing in sync to the jam playing in the club. She's dressed in a red g-string and a red bra, her feet covered in a six inch platform heels.  Elena knew that after her dance performance, she would likely lay with one of the men depending on how much they had to offer her for a night. However, her eyes fell at a part of the room where she felt a piercing stare at her. She bit on her lips, walking away from the stage and making her way to the table occupied by the men. This particular man's gaze was fierce, his indifference was enough to put the whole room in a standstill, with eyes locked on her target for tonight, she began her sultry walk to him. "Damn, I'm gonna plow through that ass tonight!" One of the men exclaimed, slapping his palm against Elena's butt cheeks as she walked past him. The latter didn't seem to mind, her mind was already locked on her aloof target. "Hello there," Elena said in between a hushed whisper, she brought her palm to his chest. "Let's see how fast your hips can swing." She teased. Meanwhile, the man Elena took an interest in was none other than Jax Sterling, one of the youngest billionaire in New York. And to make it even more interesting, he got married a month ago to his childhood sweetheart.  "What do we have here?" Elena asked, crouching to her knees and reaching her hand to Jax's bulge and pressed on it. "That needs some attention."  Jax's expression remained cold, he was quick to catch Elena by her hand caressing him. "Don't!" He warned sternly, before letting her hand go. It was only at that moment Elena noticed the wedding ring on his finger, she could feel all gazes on her at that minute. She has never been rejected by any man in this club since she became a stripper. This was like a huge blow to her reputation and for the first time, she took it as a challenge to get him to herself. "I avoid married men the most but you've left me with no other option," Elena boldly said, grinning mischievously.  "You'll definitely fuck me before the night is over." She declared and left the VIP section to them. **** To Jax, Elena was bluffing about what she said earlier on but her coworkers knew her to be a bad bitch, right after her shift was over, she clocked out and left the club after learning that her target was about to leave. It wasn't difficult to identify his car from the fleet of cars parked in the parking lot.  She spotted his tall figure walking towards his car while his drunken friends got into their cars and began leaving one after the other. "Let's see how you get away from me now," She muttered to herself. Jax on the other hand was a bit tipsy, he reached for his phone in his pocket only to find several missed calls from his newly wedded wife. "Shit," He cussed, dialing her number.  Seeing him all aline, Elena took it as her chance. She approached him and stopped right before him with a teasing smile on her lips. "You!"  "I always get what I want, Mister." Elena continued, grabbing him by his cock. Jax's throat tightened at once and at the same time, the call was accepted on the other end. "I'll be home soon, honey." He muttered through clenched teeth. Right after the call ended, he returned his full attention to the bold lady who was already fondling with his belt. He took a glance around, they weren't alone. A few others chose to tackle their sexual pleasures right in the open. "Let me give you a taste of me and I promise you won't be disappointed." Jax brought his hand to Elena's nape, his figure began moving forward while she continued backing away until her back touched the bonnet of the Mercedes Benz. "You filthy bitch!" He spat but for some reasons, Elena found his voice and attitude really attractive. "You'll surely get what you want." One minute they were both standing and the next minute, Elena's back met the car's bonnet.  A subtle smirk crossed her lips at his bold move, he inserted his finger through her mini leather skirt and shifted her panties to the side. "Of course, you're dripping like the whore you are,"  Elena arched forward, feeling his finger moving in and out of her pussy. She bucked her hips against his finger hinting for something else. "Let me have it," She pleaded, her eyes dripping with nothing but lust.  Jax pulled his finger out of her at once and pulled off his belt, he unzipped his pants and took out his hardened cock from his brief. "You're a bad bitch always remember that," He huskily whispered.  "I like what I see, hmm." Elena moaned, reaching for his length. She felt it twitched a bit in her palms. She peeled away from the car's bonnet, meeting Jax's piercing eyes, her knees slowly bent forward until she was directly facing his cock. And without any shame, she took his full length into her mouth and began sucking on him. "Hmm." She moaned, planting kisses up his length. "You're so huge." Jax on the other hand was getting impatient with Elena's teasing, he wanted to burst out. He grabbed her by her arm and pressed her front against the car's bonnet. "Stick out your ass, bitch!" Elena did just as she was told, she pushed her buttocks out and without warning, Jax rammed into her making her moan out. "Fuck!" "That's what you get for being a bitch," Jax muttered in irritation, hitting her core with long and fast strokes without giving her a chance to stop moaning. "Ah! Right there!" Elena continued with her moans. "Go harder! Your hips can definitely swing faster than this!" As per her wish, Jax increased his speed, slamming into her without mercy just when he reached his climax, he pulled out at once allowing his cum pour over her buttocks rather than inside her. A great sense of relief washed over him, he stared at the figure on the bonnet who was trying to catch her breath. He couldn't believe that a whore could satisfy him more than his wife could. He sent a light spank to her butt cheeks. "I hope I wasn't useless to you," Elena purred, turning around to find him zipping up his pants. "You fuck really good for someone with such an innocent face." She teased. Jax didn't pay any attention to her words, instead he got into his car. "Same time tomorrow?" Elena asked right away after seeing the windshield roll down.  Jax snorted, he reached for something under the seat of his car before handing it to Elena. "For your service."  Elena accepted the cash he offered her and grinned from ear to ear, counting through the newly minted notes. "That was a good fuck by the way, I hope to see you soon." "I hope I don't." Came Jax's short response.