Daddy's Girl [ Erotica Forbidden Romance]

And just like that, as if we both suddenly realized how totally wrong this was, my whole body seized up as I started to tumble over the edge.     With a clenching gasp and my small mouth forming the perfect O, I moaned quietly and bit down on my lips as I came hard around my plunging fingers, softly calling his name.     My step-uncle wasn't far behind, and as I watched, gasping through my orgasm, he suddenly jerked rigid as his cock throbbed and pulsed in his hand.     Thick ropes of white cum erupted from him over and over, splashing across the hardwood floor of his bedroom as he threw his head back and gasped.     I panted, sagging against the wall of my bedroom, my body shuddering in the aftershocks of my climax, panties still folded in my hand. My breathing ragged, and my entire body hum with satisfaction.   A wicked smile tugged at the corner of my lips, I had been slow to think my step uncle never fantasized about my young body. The thought of him masturbating secretly after seeing my bare pussy in the kitchen that night made my nipples tighten again.      I watched the man who had taken up and invaded every fantasy I'd ever had, panting with his cock still pulsing in his hand. He stared at me with that animalistic look that sent goosebumps across my skin.     "Honey, are you in there?" I heard his wife's voice call out, again.     He cleared his throat. "I'm coming," he called back.     My uncle paused for just a moment and looked back at me. I ran my tongue along my bottom lip, bringing a finger to my mouth, tasting myself. I saw him shake his head and exhale before walking out of the room.     ♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎     I didn't see or hear much from him over the next couple of days. I worried that he might be avoiding me, embarrassed about what we'd done the other night. He might be embarrassed to realize his wife almost caught us. I couldn't imagine the look of shock on her face when she walked in on him lustfuly looking at my young body.   Maybe he was going to avoid me until I return back to school since I have one week left and he could forget about having watched his stepbrother's daughter play with her small pussy and come for him.     It was hot. The summer breeze blows hotly against my skin as i was alone in the apartment. I'd managed to spend the day so far doing not much of anything. I couldn't wait to go back to college where I'd enjoy the winter.     My ears had pricked up when I heard the backdoor of the my stepuncle house slam open, and then my interest was really piqued when I heard the machine and sound of car engine.      Grinning like a shy little girl, I went to the window, as I saw a shirtless Mr.chase carrying the machine and then went under his truck to fix something. He'd been outside for barely ten minutes, but sweat was already glistening on his muscled chest, and I watched almost spellbound as his arms rippled and glistened in the heat.     I'm not really sure what prompted me, but I supposed it was being young and needy, it being hot out, and me feeling especially like I wanted to get his attention again. It wasn't like I was trying to be naughty or anything; I guess I was just feeling flirty.     Now that we had already laid the foundation that night, him seeing me in the kitchen and both of us pleasuring ourselves, it was time to take things further. I needed this man like life itself.     I had just finished tying the rope of my bikini when I heard the doorbell ring. My heart raced as I looked out the window and realized my uncle chase wasn't there. He was the one ringing my bedroom bell.     I considered putting on a shirt and shorts but discarded the idea. This was an opportunity I didn't want to waste. I rushed towards the door, adjusted my hair, and opened the door.     His surprised expression made me smile. "Oh. Amelia, are your parents around?" he asked.     "No, they went out. Is there something you need?" I replied.     His eyes roamed over my body, and I felt my nipples tighten against the sheer material of my bikini. He met my gaze, and I let out a sharp breath.     "I was thinking I could borrow your dad's tools to fix my truck. Mine isn't doing the job," he said.     "Come, let me show you where my dad keeps them," I said. He hesitated for a moment, then followed me into the sitting room.     "School's going well, huh?" he asked, trying to steer the conversation away from the other night. I appreciated that. I don't think I'm ready to have the conversation revolving around us seeing our nakedness.     I curled my legs beneath me on the long chair. "Yeah, it's fine, I guess. It's nice to be home too; I think I missed more about college than I realized."     Mr. Chase grinned and sat a little close to me. I could smell him-something irresistible mixed with a wooden musk. I didn't think his scent would ever leave my memory.     He ran a hand through his hair, toweled off the back of his neck with a t-shirt in his hands. I shamelessly stared, watching his tanned muscles ripple and glisten with sweat. God, he was hot.     I thought of the cock I knew he had, the one I'd glimpsed the other night. Only now, I wanted it closer. I want to inhale his smell. I want him deep down my throat, thrusting forcefully with tears running down my eyes.     I wanted to feel it in my hands, its smoothness on my tongue, and feel him deep inside my small cunt, his hot cum dripping into my belly.