My stepfather ate me good when my mother left

A few months after my mom got divorced, I started to notice she was turning into another woman, no more of the old fights with my dad, met some guys, even went out at night a few times. The first time she took Marcio home I realized that because of the intimacy the two have been going out for some time, I didn't bother after all they were happy, that day we had dinner together and talked a lot, but what I didn't expect is what would happen later that night. I was in my room and I started to hear some noises, I walked slowly down the hall to listen better, only then I realized it was coming from my mother's room, the two of them were fucking crazy, scared I didn't know what to do I ran back to my room and put on a headset. Over the next few days, it happened again, this situation was giving me some sensations, it didn't seem right for me to be listening, but the noises coming from that room began to move me. Every time I heard those loud pops I imagined the feeling of being possessed in that way and my imagination went away. I began to pay more attention to him, even though we didn't talk much, it was just seeing his face and I remembered those noises, to worsen my torment I began to notice certain looks of him to my body, it was enough for me to be wearing some shorts that he tied me all the time without my mother noticing. It was a Friday and once again Marcio was with us, as we had not moved into that house for a long time, he was helping to arrange various problems that the former resident left, but at the end of the afternoon my mother ended up being called urgently to the hospital, as he was still doing some things, she went to work alone and left him there. It was as if I already felt that something could happen, I was anxious but still I went there to follow and see what he was doing, as soon as I got closer I noticed his gaze running through my whole body, that day I was wearing a little shorts that I love, I felt a cold in my stomach when he stared at me all, I remembered everything I had ever heard him doing with my mother. We started to talk and then we went to the room, in a few minutes I entered a terrible impasse, I saw him holding himself to not go any further, maybe he was afraid that I would fight and talk to my mother about his way, on the other hand I knew that if this opening could end up happening something stupid that I don't even know with what face I would look at my mother again. But my fucking curiosity got the better of me, and I got into the whole relationship thing, and I commented that it was hard to get a boyfriend, and right then and there, he started complimenting me, and at one point he said, - Wonderful that way, you can get anyone you want! - Ainn, don't exaggerate, I'm not all that! - Of course it is, you let any brat drooling girl! - You really think so? - Shit, if I was younger and wasn't with your mom... - What do you mean, you can't? - There's no way I could get away with a pretty girl like that! - Hmm, my mother is lucky... - For what? - To have a man like that... like you... I've heard some things in the night... We try not to make too much noise so as not to disturb you. - Do not bother me, but our, vcs are excited saw, every noise.. Marcio came closer to me and asked: To be hot, you have to make a lot of noise. - Ainn, you son of a bitch, I'm not even going to comment... Did you feel embarrassed? It's better if I don't think about it too much. - Why not? - Of your own free will! It's sad to lose your temper like this. - Yeah, doing what I don't... - If you want, I know how to help you... - What do you mean? He put his hand on my thigh, began to caress my skin and spoke: - You know how... - But it's not right, you're with my mother... - It can be our secret, she won't suspect. If she finds out, she'll kill me. He pulled me on his lap, put one hand around my waist and the other on my thighs, at that moment I noticed a pulsating volume under my butt, he said: - Relax, she won't even know! - Ainn, what are you gonna do... - Relax, I just want to get to know you. He gave me a kiss on the neck, looked into my eyes and began to caress my body, then spoke: - Hot, it drives me crazy to see you every day wearing those shorts. And what do you feel? - I feel horny, want to grab you like this! He squeezed me tight and pushed me down on the couch, he lay on top of me and started kissing me, and I didn't even try to resist when that tongue invaded my mouth, feeling that man's body on me paralyzed me with desire, I gave in to that bastard's craziness for good. And I kissed him back, and I put my legs around his waist, and he pressed me even tighter, and his strong kiss seemed to want to suck me all into it, and it was biting my lips, and it was sucking my neck, and it was licking my face, and I just got more and more crazy with it all, and it was like, out of impulse, when he pulled away a little bit, - Ainn, that's not right, now you're like my father... and look what we're doing, that's incest.. He sat down on the couch, pulled me with open legs on his lap and said: - Well, actually it's not, I'm not married to your mother, and even if I was, what's the big deal? I was left without an answer, after a while I tried to speak: - Ainn, I don't know, it's weird. He ran his hands over my body again and said, - It's not weird to feel desire, just relax! Again I felt that hard member pulsing beneath me, I rolled a little on it and I got even more excited, suddenly he grabbed me and lifted me in his arms and was taking me to my mother's room, I muttered: - No, in her room I don't have the courage to... - Let's get yours, then. I don't want to go anywhere near her bed. - Why not? - After hearing what you're doing there, I'd be reminded all the time... He carried me in his arms to my room and threw me on the bed with his legs open, held my thighs and began to kiss my belly, I twisted with excitement and I looked at him grumbling: You're driving me crazy! I'm going crazy. - More than when you're with my mother? But you don't have to think about her. - No, it doesn't. Just seeing you reminds me of hearing her moan every night. - I guess I'm gonna have to make you moan a little bit to forget about her then! - You will? He squeezed my thighs tightly, opened my legs, and rested his face on my shorts, rubbed his mouth against my scrunchie, took a deep breath of my scent, and said: - I like to stick my dick in here! I felt a warmth rising through my belly, I became even wetter and twisted myself moaning, Marcio held my waist and raised his hands massaging my breasts, then came down and began to rub his face on my shorts, I had no more back, I was crazy to be owned. I began to roll and rub myself on his face, in moments he tore off my shorts exposing my little sketch, with two fingers he opened my lips and gave a tongue to it, gasping with pleasure: Is this how you suck my mother's cock? - Curious girl, why do you keep talking about her? - I like it, answer go! - Yes, but I suck her pretty hard! - Can't you suck it hard? He rubbed that whole tongue right on my rooster, it was very sensitive, I jumped away from him moaning: - Ainn, my father... He held my waist tight, looked at me smiling and said: - I can't stand you, you hot little thing! He started kissing me slowly, licking and sucking my sweet little mouth, all gasping I pulled his hair while he whimpered softly, like sucking that sweet little boy, I had an orgasm just with that mouth devouring me. After a while he moved away, took off all his clothes and went over me, I saw that hard stick coming towards me and already opened his legs waiting to be invaded, but to my surprise he fixed me lying on the bed, was approaching with the stick of my mouth and spoke: - I'm crazy to know how my daughter sucks! I grabbed that stick and started licking it, and I got better at it by leaning on the head of the bed and playing with it, and I was sucking harder and sucking harder and swallowing more, and that head was getting even more swollen, and I was sucking on his balls, and I saw that man shaking with his boner. In my mind I was tormented, on the one hand the desire to swallow that pulsating stick, on the other hand whenever I looked at it I imagined my mother doing the same thing every day, while Marcio stroked my hair talking about me. After a while, he lay down on top of me, and he put his dick in my underpants, and he rubbed it, and he started to push, and finally I felt that itch coming over me, opening up and filling me, and we started to kiss, and he was pumping slowly for a while, watching my reactions. Gradually it accelerated, at that moment I understood why my mother was shouting so much, those strong punches that were cracking on my little face were as if they exploded through my whole body, with each punch I breathed deeply and shouted with pleasure, the sweat of that man flowed over me as I delivered until I turned my eyes moaning deliciously. There was a moment when he stopped and got off me, and I saw that stick with our liquids in it, and I held it and I said, I promise I won't shout so loud that my mother won't notice. He grabbed my underwear, shoved it in my mouth and said, - I don't think it's going to scream! And then he started frantically pushing again, and I went crazy, and my breathing got faster, and I started to drown, and I pulled my panties out of my breathing mouth, and I looked at him, and I said, - Ainn, you madman, suffocating you! He ran his fingers over my lips and said: - Calm down, relax, very slowly, like this... He put his panties back in my mouth, ran his hands over my breasts in a massage, rested the head of his stick on my little broomstick and went in slowly, stood there for a while looking at me, moving slowly, stroking my hair as he watched my breathing. As soon as I relaxed more he lay down on me and whispered in my ear: - That's it, that's the way to fuck you without making a sound. Even though it was delicious, and it made me even more sad to feel him eating me like that, it made me even madder, so I spit in my pants and I yelled, I can't take it anymore. He immediately started to fuck me hard, and I groaned and screamed and sobbed under him again, and we fucked on all fours, side by side, and I rode him, and we did everything that the imagination allowed. I don't know how to explain it, but of all the things we did, the best position was always mommy and daddy, in the case of "daddy and stepdaughter", it was the one that excited me the most, and even when I felt his fucking jets exploding inside of me, I didn't even care because I knew he couldn't have any more kids because of surgery, I took all of his milk in me, the first of many that would come