He edged me three more times — bringing me right to the edge with his mouth and fingers, then pulling back until I was sobbing and trembling, my pussy clenching around nothing, leaking all over the sheets.

When I was a shaking, desperate mess, he finally moved up my body, positioning the fat head of his cock against my entrance.

“Look at me,” he ordered, voice rough. “Eyes on Stepdaddy while I claim this pussy.”

Our eyes locked as he pushed inside.

The stretch was overwhelming. The fat head popped past my entrance, then every thick, veined inch sank into me slowly, stretching my walls wide open until he was...