Step Daddy's Lakeside Sin

"Ouch…Daddy" I breathed out, as he clashed my mouth with his tongue. His scent was so irresistible. His hands moved gently against my skin. He was caressing my neck bone and arms, I felt his hands cupping my breast, squeezing them gently and ignoring me with a soft burning sweet sensation. He roamed his hands towards my n*ppl*s and pinched my n*ppl*s like he wanted s*ck on them.

His lips came down to my neck slowly, licking and leaving love bites. The adrenaline in me was becoming pleasurable. As my fingers scratched against his hair. Pulling him closer. I didn't know what I wanted.

"D…Daddy…"

"Shhh… baby girl… just get ready for what I'm about to do to you," his voice sent chills against ear.

His hands slid to my thighs as he pushed them up and spread them apart. My skirt was hiked up to my waist, and my breast danced in the rhythm. He lowered his head slightly forward and licked my nipple, playing with it with his tongue and soon started to s*ck it like his favorite lollipop while his other hand slowly slid into my panties. He allowed his other finger to undress me while he played naughty with my n*ppl*s. I let out a soft moan and my back arched.

I started to feel different at every touch. Something wet was slippery between my thighs. Daddy saw it and said. "You're so wet… I want to see what they taste like."

He left my n*ppl*s and started to kiss down my body, over my stomach, and around my inner thighs, till he reached closer and closer to my vigina. He let out a kind of wicked smile and took a deep inhale of my wet p*ssy.

"You smell so good…," his breath lingered against my wet p*ssy, making me wetter, "I bet you taste great."

And with those statements, he licked my cl*t with his tongue repeatedly, in different angles, making me moan in desire, before finally using his fingers to open up my thigh the more. And immersed his face in between my legs and s*ck*d on my cl*t. 'D…D…Daddy!!!" I cried out his name, my fingers digging deep in his hair. He increased his speed on my cl*t, sucking every bit of what he wanted. Giving me the vibration that I needed. It felt so good and astonishing. I closed my eyes, seeing butterflies behind them, colors flying every time his tongue and mouth flicker over my cl*t, down across my sl*t and back up again.

"Call me by my name… baby girl…," he muttered beneath my p*ssy, while sucking on every bit of my juices that poured out.

He sucks his tongue in and out and up again to s*ck hard on my cl*t.

"Ahhh f*ck! Yes…oh yes… f*ck…" I moaned. He was sucking inside me hard and fast, his face against my p*ssy. His grip tightening on my hips, he was hitting that perfect spot with his lips and I was seconds away from losing my mind.

"Ohhhhh ohhhh ohhhh yes… faster Richard ahhh yesss… I think I'm gonna c*m…ohhh…"

My eyes were squeezed shut, my fingers clawing deep into his smooth skin. I was already feeling the waves of release coming at me, as I embraced all the dirty pleasures washing through me.

Millie's POV

[Background Song: Chris Brown's "Under the Influence"]

Millie Jones gripped the edge of the passenger seat, her knuckles pale against the worn leather. The journey was almost beginning to seem endless. The highway stretched endlessly ahead, flanked by dense pines that blurred into a green haze as Richard drove. She hadn't said more than ten words since they left the house three hours ago. Why bother? This trip had been doomed from the start. Her mother, Adrianna, was supposed to be here. The three of them would finally be doing the "family bonding" thing Adrianna had hyped up for months. But at the last possible minute, her mother had called with that familiar, airy excuse.

"There is a work emergency. One of the partners needs me on a big case. You two go ahead and have fun!"

The subtext was always the same, another weekend with whatever new fling had her distracted this month. Millie's stomach twisted at the thought. Her mother's infidelity wasn