Page 46 of Off Limits

The wet heat of her mouth makes my balls lift. I lean back on my hands and look over Dani’s head to the mirror, where I have a full view of us as if from a third-party perspective. It’s a bizarre repeat of the scene I interrupted with Kye—only this time it’s me she’s taking into her mouth instead of him.

She sucks me down deeper, cheeks hollowing, and it takes every ounce of willpower I have not to fill her mouth with my cum right now. I could just let myself go at any minute. I’ve been craving this moment for so long, and it’s an impossible fantasy. I can’t believe it’s suddenly real.

“Take it deeper now.” Slowly, I start rocking my hips back and forth, moving my cock against her tongue and her lips, inching myself ever closer to a total loss of control. With every stroke, I push deeper and deeper into her mouth, pulling her head down against me and wanting to feel her throat. “Oh, that’s good.” I shudder. “That’s so good. You’re being such a good girl right now and Daddy’s so proud of you. Mm, yes—fuck. Keep moving your mouth like that and go down lower, okay? I want you to take more. I know Daddy has a big cock, but I want you to suck it down deep. Make me feel good with your mouth. That’s it. That’s it.”

Her breathing is heavy, ragged with the effort of trying to breathe around my cock, and soon she makes a gagging noise, her breath sputtering as she struggles to regain control.

“Good,” I cajole her. “Good girl. Keep working my dick like that. Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this for, Danica. How long I’ve wanted to feed you my cock like this. You’re making me feel so good. Oh, sweetie, that’s so fucking good.”

She makes a strangled sound, partially a noise of assent, partially a gag, and I look down at the impossible sight of my cock going in and out of my little girl’s mouth before looking back up at the mirror again. Dani’s feet are curled under her, toes inward, and her ass is bobbing up and down above her heels, the frilly underpants on full display now, the little nightie covering nothing. I hold her head a little firmer, thrusting a little bit harder, and then look down at her again to see that she has her eyes closed.

I want to see her looking up at me, see her being subservient to my cock. “Look at me. Look at Daddy while you suck him.”

She raises those cool blue eyes at me, tears gathering in the corner, her lashes clumping together from moisture. Her cheeks are hot and red, her pupils huge—dilated with desire. It’s unthinkably hot.

“That’s how I like it,” I say encouragingly.

An exquisite sensitivity starts to radiate down from the head of my cock and I know I’m getting close. “When I come in your mouth, I want you to swallow it down,” I tell Dani, my heart hammering against my chest. She tries to nod. “Have you done that before? Do you know how to swallow cum?” She tries to nods again.

“Dirty fucking girl,” I growl. “This time it’s going to be different, though, okay? With your daddy it’s going to be different. Daddy’s going to come in your mouth because you got him so hot he can’t control himself, and now he’s going to give you his big fucking load because you made him so fucking hard. Are you going to swallow all of Daddy’s cum down like a good girl, sweetheart?”

She tries to nod a third time, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes and running over her red cheeks.

“Good.” I’m so close I can’t repress an involuntary shiver. “I’m going to come now.” I spread my fingers apart at the back of her head, holding her right where I want her. “I’m going to come in your mouth, baby. Oh fuck, Daddy’s going to come in your fucking mouth.”

With an seismic shudder, my vision tunnels, my balls contract, and I’m shooting hard into my stepdaughter’s mouth, my little girl, my little sweetie, on her knees in front of me, taking my load.

I can’t fucking believe it. I shudder and buck involuntarily as Dani’s tongue and mouth work around me, desperately trying to swallow the mouthful I’ve given her. It’s a big load, I know it is, and when I finally recover enough to look down at her, I’m pleased and proud to see how much she’s taken.

She smiles back at me, flushed, a little cum running over her chin.

“Did I make you feel good, Daddy?” she asks, after she swallows.

“You made me feel the best,” I exhale, spent but smiling. I collapse backwards onto the bed and she scrambles to her feet with a giggle and throws herself on top of me. She feels perfect against me, a soft, sinful, perfect confection of spun sugar and lace, and I throw my arms around her, making her grunt with happiness. I don’t care about the rules. All I want is to hold Dani this close to me forever.

Jean Luc

IT’S ALMOST SEVEN a.m. when I wake up, the latest I’ve slept in since Melanie and I last went on vacation—whenever that was.

The blinds aren’t drawn, and the sun is full in my face. Beside me, my flame-haired girl is curled up on her side, her butt against my crotch, and I’m already hard for her.

I kiss her ear and wrap my arm around her to pull her in closer. She squirms against me like a kitten, making a small mewling sound as she wriggles herself in.

Not for the first time, I fight back powerful thoughts about what it would be like to be inside of her, to fuck my little stepdaughter, and soon I’m grinding my full erection against her. She presses back harder against me, sleepy but willing, and with a great effort of will, I force myself to roll over and sit up.

I’m in a permanent state of breathless need, but, for the first time in a long time, I realize, I’m happy. It feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. As I head downstairs to make coffee, I catch myself whistling.

What’s happening with Dani…I know it isn’t right. There’s a constant nagging worry in the back of my mind: if things keep escalating, how far will they go? But there’s no denying the simple fact that getting closer to Dani—this teasing, flirtatious exploration—feels completely right. My love for her is so big it encompasses all our roles. Even the forbidden one: Daddy—the kink I never even realized I had until she came back home.

I always had a rapacious sexual appetite. When I was younger it was about having sex a lot. As I got older it became more and more about finding the things that turned me on. With Melanie I had explored BDSM and discovered my dominant tendencies. What’s developing with Dani feels like a natural extension of that.

Except that it’s wrong on every conceivable level.

But for now, as long as it’s kept in the privacy of our own home, with nobody who knows except us, it couldn’t feel more right.

“You’re cheerful today,” observes Bob, giving me a scrutinizing look as he pours cream into his coffee.

I lift my eyebrows innocently. “What makes you say that?”