Untamed Passion

After I’d slipped out of my clothes and put them in the locker provided, I wrapped myself in a towel and put my robe and slippers on. Then I scurried out of the changing room and through the double doors into the massage room.

I was immediately shocked by what I saw. The room before me was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was absolutely beautiful! There was a river carved into the marble floor, separating the room into two islands. In the centre of each island there was a massage table, and there were rose petals scattered over every inch of the floor. I heard my stepdad enter the room through the doors behind me, and couldn’t help but smile when he

stopped dead in his tracks, just as I had done. The room really did look magical soft, ambient lighting seemed to pulsate as if from nowhere, giving everything a rose-tinted glow. I walked over to one of the massage tables and hopped up onto it, looking back at my stepdad and grinning.

“Mom’s outdone herself, don’t you think?” I said, swinging my legs and grinning like a child “I can’t believe it!”

My stepdad nodded, and walked over to his table. I did think it was a little odd that there was no divide in the middle of the room, though. I would have thought that they might offer at least a curtain for privacy. But then it dawned on me that this must be a room for couples. Why else would there be such romantic decor?

That notion made me feel a little uncomfortable, but before I had time to

consider it further, a small side door opened and two young women walked in. Neither of them spoke, they just smiled and took our robes, then gestured for us to lie, face down, on the massage tables. All apprehension, anxiety and feelings of awkwardness immediately began to melt away as the woman began working her magic on me. I groaned and sank further into the massage table as she pressed her hands into my knotted flesh, rubbing

and kneading until I felt like I was literally turning to liquid in her hands.

It was so relaxing to be pampered in that way, like her hands were magic. I found myself dozing off into a placid sleep, and I didn’t realise that my towel was being unhooked at the back, and laid open exposing my bare ass on the smooth curve of my back. My head was filled with strange sensations, smells and feelings — like I was being transported away from the physical world and into existence of nothing but pleasure. I felt a warm tingling between my legs, and a familiar dragging, pulsing sensation coming from deep within the pit of my stomach. I was aware that I let out a little moan, but it wasn’t enough to wake me from my strange slumber. I was too far gone. In fact, I was so relaxed that I didn’t even notice the change in pressure as the hands caressed my back.

I didn’t notice that they had somehow become stronger, rougher. I didn’t even notice how they were slowly making their way down my back, closer and closer to the ripe, firm mounds of my buttocks. All I knew was that the more they worked on me, the more my pussy began to flutter.

It was only when I felt the unmistakable feeling of the finger teasing the soft crease where my buttock met the back of my thigh that my eyes

snapped open. I turned my head in shock and surprise, but nothing could have prepared me for the sight that met my eyes. My stepdad was standing there, completely naked with his hands caressing me. His cock was hard,

and I saw the glint of a small bead pre-cum that had gathered at the tip.

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“Daddy… what the f…” I began, but I cut myself short as I felt my stepdad’s rough fingers slide deep inside my tight cunt. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. He was my stepdad! Now he had his fingers inside my pussy, I couldn’t even bring myself to tell him to stop. I didn’t want him to stop. It was absolutely crazy.

“Ssshhh” he whispered slipping another finger up inside me and making me gasp “your skin… you just looked so… soft.”

His voice was low and heavy with desire. It made my heart do a somersault, and I couldn’t take my eyes off his throbbing erection. I couldn’t believe how attracted I was to him at that moment, it was completely sub-normal!

All the tension that had been mounting between us over the last few months was suddenly bubbling over, and this seemed the only logical way that it could possibly resolve itself. I wanted this. I wanted my daddy’s big fat cock inside my tight little pussy. I wanted him to be my first!

I moaned like a little whore as he continued to work on me, curling his fingers inside me and then drawing them out excruciatingly slowly. Every couple of strokes he would brush against my clit, sending little zips of electricity through me and causing me to gasp out loud. I had never been touched in that way, and I couldn’t believe it was my daddy doing it to me.

I bit my bottom lip and closed my eyes, giving myself over to him completely and clenching my pussy around his fingers as they explored me from the inside. When I opened my eyes again I saw that he was massaging his cock with his free hand, squeezing it hard at the base and drawing out even more pre-cum. Instinctively, I reached out and grabbed it, pulling him towards my face. I opened wide and allowed him to thrust himself down my throat, tasting his juices and feeling my own flowing more freely. I sucked on him greedily, squeezing his shaft and sliding my hand up slowly to meet my mouth before burying him deep inside my throat once more.

“Ooohh, fuck… baby you’re so good!” He exclaimed, closing his eyes and throwing his head backwards. His words of encouragement made my heart do another somersault. I had barely even sucked a dick before; I was doing so instinctively and it just felt so right.

I felt my daddy’s helmet swell up inside my mouth, and I heard him gasp.

He drew out of my mouth quickly and removed his fingers from my pussy. I drew in a sharp breath, shocked as he looked down at me, an expression of the utmost desire on his face. He then sprang into action, straddling the massage table and me, both his knees on either side of my ass and his hard dick resting in the middle.

“Your ass is perfect” he whispered. I didn’t know how to answer that, so I just remained silent. I felt him shift his position, sliding his cock between my ass cheeks slowly before resting its tip just at opening my pussy. I flinched and looked over my shoulder at him. I was so sedated I didn’t feel like myself any more. I was subservient, malleable. It was as if he could manipulate me into doing anything he wanted, and the strange thing was that I wanted him to manipulate me. I wanted him to use me for whatever pleasures he had in mind. I wanted him to fuck me!

“I bet your pussy is perfect too” he said, and without a word of warning he thrust his hips forward and buried himself inside me. I squealed, unprepared for the sharp jolt of pain that shot through my body. He carried on pushing, pressing his hands into the small of my back to give himself some leverage. I squealed and panted as he finally broke through, filling me up for the very first time.

He gasped, clearly astonished by just how tight I was. Then he drew his cock out slowly before sliding up inside me with more force. I yelped with pain, but made no demands for him to stop. It was a good kind of pain, and it felt so right. What we were doing was forbidden, wrong but it all made perfect sense now. The tension, the power struggle, everything. I needed his cock to tame me.

I clenched my pussy muscles around him, as if I was drawing him into me further. I could feel my juices trickling down the insides of my thighs, and I moaned with pleasure as the pain began to subside.

“Please, Daddy” I whispered, my body shaking “fuck me harder!”

I couldn’t believe the words were coming out of my mouth, and it was clear that my stepdad couldn’t either. He gasped in shock, and paused momentarily before slamming his cock it up inside me with a renewed force. I groaned with pleasure, feeling the familiar warmth of an orgasm brewing from deep within. My Daddy’s cock felt so good as it slid in and out of me, and it worked me up into such a frenzy that I didn’t care who might hear me scream my profanities.

“Please Daddy!” I wailed, coming close to climax “Fuck me! Harder! HARDER!”

My daddy obliged, growling with pleasure and spanking my ass as he slammed me. He fucked me with such a force that the massage table began to rock, and I had to grip the sides in order to stop myself from sliding off.

I was so close and I knew that he was too. All he needed was one final little bit of encouragement from my dirty little mouth.

“Fuck me, Daddy!” I screamed “FUCK MY VIRGIN CUNT!”

As soon as those filthy words left my mouth I heard my stepdad yelp and groan as he emptied his load into me, filling me with cum. It felt so incredible. I screamed and bit down on the padding of the massage table beneath me, but it did little to quiet my wails of ecstasy. I came hard, my pussy gushing outwards and soaking the massage table beneath. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced, far longer and way more powerful than anything I’d ever been able to give myself.

My daddy slowed to a gentle pulse, easing his cock in and out as it became more and more relaxed. I panted and moaned, still relishing the last waves of pleasure as they occupied my body. A part of me couldn’t believe what had just happened, but the other part of me couldn’t believe that it taken so long to. I realised at that moment that this had been a long time coming.

“Are you okay, baby girl?” Daddy whispered, slowly pulling out of me. He got down off the massage table and stood next to me, his hand resting gently on my back as he looked down at me. I rolled over slightly to face him, and wide smile spread across my face.

“I’m better than okay” I said, and he smiled back at me warmly. Who would have guessed that daddy-daughter bonding could be so much fun?