###CHAPTER 4: ESCAPADES WITH STEP DADDY

ELLA'S POV

The moment the kiss ended, while I was still gasping for breath, he began to fuck me faster and deeper, making my eyes widen albeit for a moment before dulling back to a slumped state.

"Oh, y-yeah, fuckk! Oh fuck me, mmmn, so good...fuck…"

Even after coming inside me, he fucked me two more times in the car's backseat, his right fingers gently choking me as he pounded my cunt senseless.

Ah, I didn't regret fucking my dad at all. The only regret was that I didn't spread my legs for him sooner. Sorry, Mum, but stepdad's dick isn't exclusively yours now, it's mine too. It will be digging my pussy every day and every night.

Eventually, we made ourselves decent and returned home.

It took a while before we exited the car because I was shamelessly nodding at his erection. When he cummed into me, I swallowed, inching forward to lick his dick clean with my tongue before planting a kiss on the tip.

After that, I reluctantly sat upright and watched him hide that wonderful dick of his in his pants. "Don't worry, honey, we'll continue tonight," he smilingly reassured me.

I pouted, arms folded. "But that's too long," I complained.

He sighed, "I know, but patience is what you have to exercise right now. Don't worry, I promise that you'll be fucked even better than earlier. Okay, cupcake?"

"Fine. But kiss me first," I demanded.

And so, he kissed me on the cheek before we exited the car. My mom, Jane, was worried, seeing us return with me carried in his arms, looking pale.

"Why are you back so early? Did something happen?" she asked, brows furrowed in genuine worry.

"Well, um, I was feeling unwell and found it even difficult to stand properly. So Dad decided to take me home to rest because I wouldn't be able to learn anything in the state I was in anyway,"

"Oh dear," she felt my forehead and told me to go rest in my room. She'd be coming to give me drugs later.

Having placed me on the bed, my stepdad wanted to leave, but I grabbed his hand. "Please, don't go," I told him with earnest eyes, my tone frantic.

"Your mom is coming soon." He reminded me.

"Please, just a quickie." I looked at him pleadingly, spreading my legs and craddling them, showing him my wet, clean-shaven pussy.

Sighing, he lowered himself to his knees and decided to eat me out instead. By the time he was done, I lay sprawled, my body trembling, eyes rolled to the back of my head as I panted.

Then, upon hearing my mom's incoming footsteps, he quickly tucked me under the sheets, sitting on the bed and feeling my forehead while I pretended to be miserable.

Though internally, I was indeed miserable for not getting to fuck him. I watched with sadness as he eventually left the room.

That night, I was dressed in a sexy lingerie that I had never worn before. It was perfect for tonight as it would be our first fuck together in my room and in this house.

I stood in front of the long wall mirror and then turned around, peering over my shoulder as I shook my barely clothed hips.

No man could resist me looking like this and I just couldn't wait for stepdad to come. I sat in the bed, gazing towards the door.

Minutes morphed into almost an hour. Around 11:30 pm, just when I was already startling to lose hope, he made his way into my room, wearing a black and grey striped pajama.

I immediately crossed my arms over my chest and draped my right leg over the other, looking away from him with a sulky expression. I heard him lock the door behind him before making his way towards me.

"Sweetie," he softly called as he finally stood before me, reaching out his right hand to touch my shoulder but I shrugged it off me.

"Don't touch me," I said in a miffed tone.

Suspiring, he sat beside me and then snaked his right hand around my belly. I didn't resist but I was still pouting and folding my hands.

"I'm so sorry, I came late," he apologized.

"I waited for you for so long," I whined, finally looking at his gorgeous features.

He pulled me into a hug and patted my back gently time and again. "I know. It won't happen again, I promise, cupcake,"

I harrumphed and ended the hug. "Then, you have to show how sorry you are by fucking me till I can't walk for days. Can you do that for me? If you do so, I'll forgive you,"

He smirked, "Of course, cupcake," After saying that, he made me on the bed, straddled me and then lowered his torso to crash his lips on mine.

After some tantalizing foreplay, he finally spread my legs apart. My cunt throbbed even more. My lace panties was soaked with my love juice.

He stripped me of it and brought it to his nose, smelling it and praising my fragrance. I cradled my own knees, my cunt lips twitching. "Dad, please, hurry and put it in,"

Still smelling my panties, he asked, "Put what?"

"Your dick. Please fill me up and fuck me good," I pleaded.

He let my panties slip from his fingers and ultimately brought out his already erect cock from his pajama pants, stroking it for a short while before using its head to stroke my sharp-set coochie, tantalizing my engorged clit.

While that was delicious in itself but that wasn't what I needed. "Dad, please, stop teasing me. Put it in my slit, I'm begging you," I said with shameless desperation.

He slid his cock in but not even up to half of his length before pulling out. He did this not once but repeatedly. My heart sank.

Why was he doing this? Before I could beg him again, he slid fully into me this time and a sigh of pleasure and relief emitted from my lips. “Look at you, so impatient," he remarked with amusement.

I harrumphed, letting go of my knees and wrapping my legs around the base of his spine. "I'm only this way when it comes to your dick,"

He then lowered his upper body, pinning my wrists to the bed as he started moving, the bed creaking furiously in complaint.

Midst the intense thrusts that made me moan like there was no tomorrow, he suddenly claimed my lips.

While still kissing me, he increased the rate and intensity of his thrusts, making my eyes widen.

Unable to free my wrists from his tight grip, I could only moan into his mouth, the sound of skin smacking skin and the groans of the bed renting the room.