My orgasm seemed to drag on forever. Hugh took the opportunity to drench my insides with come as I shook on his cock. I felt more connected to him than ever before. He was more than just my daddy now. He must have known I wasn’t on the pill. He must have known I could get pregnant, but he still fucked me silly. When he finally pulled out, I wished that every drop of his sperm would stay inside me as a reminder of this moment. He stayed for a long time cuddling and kissing me and we talked about how in love we were before he went up to bed to be with mommy and I cleaned up the couch before falling asleep on it.
After that, Hugh and I went out on little dates all the time. We would skip work every day and go somewhere to eat. No one questioned it because we were stepdaddy and stepdaughter. When we went out, he would always give me a little gift. The first time, he got me a little gold chain necklace with a heart on it. It was so sweet how he got up from his seat and wrapped it around my neck. I felt so his. Then, he got me a cute bracelet and after that he got me the exact dress I wanted from the store. Every gift he got me I felt more and more loved and his adoration for me grew too. It didn’t hurt that I sucked and fucked him in his car like he was nineteen too. On our last ‘official’ date, he took me to the nicest Italian restaurant in town.
I wore an extremely pricey black dress he got for me and all the jewelry too. The dinner was so tasty, and he was so loving the whole time, but I could tell he was nervous. I knew something was on his mind, but I didn’t know what. I felt so loved by him, like I could be his girlfriend. Maybe he wanted to be my boyfriend, I thought. Maybe, just maybe, I could replace my mom. As we left the restaurant, he seemed a bit off for a moment before rushing me home.
When we got back, the house was empty. I immediately kissed him, but he turned away.
“What’s wrong daddy,” I ask totally worried.
“It’s just… I wanted to give you this,” he said as he presented a shiny ring.
I was floored. I was so wet. Did he want to marry me? Is that even legal?
“I love your mom,” he continued, “but these last few days with you have been the highlight of my entire life. I love you Caylee,” he confessed.
“Oh Hugh,” I nearly cried. “I love this. Yes, whatever this is, yes!”
“I know it’s complicated, but this is all I ever wanted,” he said as he placed the ring on my thin white hands.
I hurried him up to his marital bed, ripping his clothes off on the way.
“Hugh, I love you so much,” I said in my most grown-up voice as I kneeled in front of him. Even though we weren’t married, this still looked like my husband’s cock. My fiancé’s cock. It didn’t matter that he was my stepfather, at least not right that moment. I looked up and smiled as I sucked him in. I loved sharing these moments with daddy as he stared down at my almost malnourished skull extended over his length.
When he placed me on the bed and held me with his cock fully inside of me, I felt like a wife. I wasn’t a mere girlfriend; I was his full-blown soul mate now. At least, that’s what it felt like when he practically climbed on top of me and caged me under him with his body and the mounting pleasure. I lost my inhibition and screamed out with joy. I didn’t know it when I first got with Hugh, but I really wanted to be wed. I hated being single and struggling to find my way. This was my way, I realized as my first orgasm of the evening shot through my thighs and stomach without me noticing the signs.
Then, Hugh put me on all fours and mounted me. Once again, I was a wife there. I loved everything he was doing to me and I felt so happy to finally be someone’s wife like this. I imagined myself cooking and cleaning for him, sucking his cock, everything I would have hated if I didn’t feel so absolutely happy. Still, as Hugh finished inside me ad confessed his undying love to me, I worried that something, or I should say someone, would get in the way.
Initially, it didn’t bother me seeing him with mommy during the day. He had to keep up appearances, of course. Otherwise, my mom would be devastated, and people would find out. It would be scandalous. But did he have to be so affectionate? He was really exaggerating it, it seemed. Like, stop kissing her when I’m around. I’m your wife, not her for God’s sake. Anyway, I kept trying to get him alone, but he kept running of with mommy. It wasn’t this hard before! All of a sudden, it hit me. Maybe he was just playing me, maybe all of it was a lie. I had to confront him.
So, when the two lovebirds got back, I made a big stink about needing chips from the grocery store and reminded mom she needed to get the prescription for our dog. The second she drove away, I yelled at Hugh.
“What is going on? Why are you so sweet to her? I thought I was your wife!”
“Caylee, what’s gotten into you. Everything is ok.”
“Everything is not ok,” I cried.
“Ok, but darling, what are we going to do when you go back to school on Monday?”
“School? I thought… I thought I was going to live with you.”
“Live with me and your mother? That’s insane.”
“But you were going to marry me.”
“Baby, we can’t do that. Where would your mother go?”
“I don’t know! Don’t you love me?”
“Of course, I do,” he soothed as he took me in his embrace.
“I know is’ crazy. I just feel like I’m your wife.”
“Your mom is my wife. We have to stop this. What are we going to do?”
“I don’t know,” I mumbled, “I didn’t even think about it.”
“Yeah, let’s just go back to normal. Things got a little crazy here.”
“Ok daddy,” I relented.
I ran up to my room and thought about what had transpired. As I contemplated what was going on in my life and where things were heading, mom came home and started giggling near Hugh, possibly even because of him. I hated it. She was such a royal bitch. Not only was she Hugh’s wife, but she lived with him and could fuck him whenever. I was only his wife when I came home from school. Plus, mom’s tits were so much nicer even though she was older I was so scrawny compared to her. There had to be a way for me to have Hugh. I knew he was wrong on some level. Obviously, he wanted me, he was only being practical. I didn’t even want to go back to school anyway. All I wanted was to be Hugh’s wife. If only there was a way to make that happen without hurting anyone.
After thinking it over for some time, I realized that I had something mom didn’t have: the ability to have babies. Hugh needed to have babies; he was such a perfect human specimen. Mom wanted to have grandkids and she already approves of Hugh enough to let him fuck her. It seemed like a win-win. I also wanted to have Hugh’s babies, so there was that too. Actually, I really really wanted to have his babies now that I thought about it.
When I sat down for dinner, I think Hugh was surprised by my pleasant mood. My mother barely noticed. How could she not have noticed the smell of my pussy on her so-called husband’s cock this whole time? Anyway, that didn’t matter. As they lulled themselves into the meal and started up a conversation, I was planning my speech and looking for an opening. I knew I could convince them to follow my plan. When they asked me about my plans for when I returned to college, I seized my opportunity.
“Actually, I’m going to stay here,” I explained.
“What about school?” asked my ignorant mother.
“I don’t need school,” I told them confidently.
“Sweetie, what’s gotten into you?” asked my mother.
“Well, funny you should ask that. Actually, Hugh has gotten into me. A whole lot.”
“Excuse me?”
“Darling,” Hugh interjected, “I don’t know what she’s talking about,”
“It doesn’t matter,” I continued, “because I am going to have Hugh’s babies and be his wife.”
They both laughed at me but I could tell what I was saying was working. I could feel them both getting aroused. I think my mom believed Hugh was fucking me and that turned her on. Hugh also sensed that it aroused my mom and he liked the idea of having kids with me.
“Mom, I know you can’t have kids and I know Hugh wants them, otherwise he wouldn’t be coming so often in my pussy.”
“Hugh?” asked my mom as she turned to him.
“Ok, it’s true, we’ve been fucking all week. I’ve loved every second of it. But I told her we had to stop because I love you and you’re my wife.”
“Oh, and he proposed to me,” I said gleefully.
“I didn’t propose, it was more of a promise,” replied Hugh.
“Whatever,” I said cheerfully, “I’m still your wife and you both know it. Now, here’s my proposal. Let me stay here and be Hugh’s real wife and give birth to his kids.”
“Caylee, what about your mother?”
“Oh, don’t worry. She can take care of us and then take care of our children. How does that sound mom?”
“Oh…,” she paused, “it actually sounds perfect.”
“What” Hugh turned, completely in shock.
“Yes, it’s actually a great idea and if you’ve already been fucking, our marriage is pretty much ruined. I wouldn’t mind some sex once in a while if that’s okay,” she laughed.
“So, it’s settled then,” I commanded, “Mom, you can come up and watch. Maybe lick some of Hugh’s come off his cock when he’s done.”
All three of us went up to the master bedroom hornier than ever. I led the way and my mother followed behind me. I was going to show her how much better suited I was for the role of Hugh’s wife and the mother of his children. The first thing I did was to assure Hugh that everything was ok. I had him undress and lay flat on the bed as I undressed and prepared to climb on top of him. As I did, I heard my mother nearly gasp with excitement. I think she started to touch herself when I held Hugh’s cock under my pussy before sliding it in.
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