Chapter 3 Having Pleasure with Stepdaughter

I was sitting in my office feeling utterly tired and drained. Only some few minutes left before closing time and I can't wait for the day to be over.

As soon as the clock struck, I signed out quickly and drove straight home without stopping anywhere.

I got home in no time.

I unlocked the door and it clicked open. While I stepped inside the house, I had just gotten married three months ago after being dumped by my ex, who said she was no longer interested in me.

So now, I'm still adjusting to life with my new wife because I find it hard to stop thinking about my ex even after what she has done to me. Although the wife I just got married to has a daughter named Olivia, I'm still okay with it.

The house was quiet with only the soft hum of the working air conditioning.

I took off my tie while I headed to my bedroom to quickly go and take a shower before I have something to eat since I'm hungry. I quickly grabbed my laptop and headed upstairs. I took the stairs two at a time.

"Yeah.... Fuck me harder... this is more like it."

Suddenly I was dead frozen because I heard someone moaning. My bedroom door was slightly open thinking it may be my wife wanting to release herself since I was not home but I bet I was wrong because the sound was not coming out from there.

"Yes... pound on me harder... I guess you are just meant for this."

I heard it again for the second time, a slick wet rhythm followed by a breathless gasp and moan.

If I am not mistaken this is Olivia's voice moaning and speaking, my stepdaughter. "I said to myself."

Damian.... I heard her moaning my name like a prayer.

"Damian... I want you to give me the best fucking of my life... I heard her say that."

I felt my breath hitch instantly, I shouldn't have looked, shouldn't have moved, but all of a sudden I felt my body betray me drawn helplessly towards her room.

When I reached the bedroom door the room was dim lit by the soft glow of her night lamp.

And there she was, lying naked on her bed legs wide, her hand clutching the sheet like she was holding on to her life. While the other was on her thigh working with a dildo in and out of her wet pussy, slow and deep.

I stared at her, her eyes were shut as her lips were opened moaning my name again and again on her lips. As though she needed me more and more even after what she was doing to herself was not enough for her.

I was still standing frozen at the door not knowing what to do as I felt my pulse thundering and my cock was already hard and strong with every filthy sound coming out from her mouth.

"I bet she didn't know I was home already."

"Harder."

Another moan escaped her mouth, loud and desperate. I clinched my hand on the doorknob wanting to hold back as much as I could.

"With the little sound I made from holding the doorknob she still hadn't noticed."

I should have left in the first place, pretending like I didn't even hear the moaning in the first place but why am I still here not wanting to leave?

She arched her back more while gasping, she worked her free her to her chest and placed on her boobs. She squeezes her nipples. Her back lifted off the bed in pleasure, she was liking what she was doing to herself. She continues to pound the dildo into her pussy hole while her hips roll to meet every thrust.

I stepped forward without thinking straight because at this point I couldn't hold myself any longer, I felt like I was drawn like a man that is possessed by demons.

She moaned again and the floorboard beneath my foot shifted making a crack sound that made me stop. I froze while my heart was pounding.

"Olivia's eyes open instantly locking into mine."

For a second she also froze, but slowly she continued with what she was doing to herself her hand was tightened around the dildo pulling it out before taking it back inside of her pussy, she stared at me as she kept on doing it. Like she was challenging me with an invitation to come in at once.

I was still standing at the door of her bedroom while I watched her my breath hitching the wet sound inside stirred something raw within me. I fought the urge to rush in but I guess my desire won, I inhaled sharply while I quickly walked in.

"My footsteps were so soft."

I stepped into the bedroom closing the door behind me.

She breathed heavily as I reached close to her bed. I place my hand over hers while I help her guide the toy deeper inside her.

A loud gasp escaped her lips as she arched her back off the mattress.

"Say my name again bitch." I said.

Slowly I watched as she parted her lips. "Da...Mian.. she finished saying.

I took the toy away and quickly replaced it with my middle finger. She cried out.

"Say my name louder than you can."

"Damian."

She screamed my name as loud as she could while she wrapped her hands around my arms.

I leaned closer to her and she quickly grabbed my lips soft and breathless.

My tongue slid between her parted lips, exploring her slowly. Fuck! Olivia is the best kisser I have ever come across. I said to myself.

Her kiss was soft letting me even want more while I was still kissing her. I tested her lips with so much passion and claimed them as though they belonged to me.