Naughty Camille...

Naughty Camille... Naughty Camille...

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Camille is a good girl, smart, attentive, and quite pretty. But what happens when she can't stop her urges?

Summary

Camille is a good girl, smart, attentive, and quite pretty. But what happens when she can't stop her urges?

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Submitted: October 19, 2012

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I was sitting on my bed doing homework. I was pretty exasperated. My mind flicked to the night before, my boyfriend and I had sex all the time, but this he was wild, untamed. My panties moistened the thought of his erect cock. I felt my pussy throb, without thinking, I pulled up my skirt and pulled off my pink thong. I began to explore myself, but it wasn't enough, I wanted something inside me. I stood up smoothing down my skirt, and crept down the stairs. I grabbed my keys and went to the front door. I was desperate to see my boyfriend, my pussy was wet and throbbing. "Where are you going?" My step-dad Scott, sat on the couch. I was always charmed by his rugged appearance, he was quite handsome. "I am going to Daniel's." I wanted to sound nonchalant, but need crept into my voice. "You're grounded. Remember?." I had forgotten about that glitch. I guess I would have to pleasure myself.

I trudged back up the stairs, hanging my key on the hook. I couldn't wait any longer, I laid on my bed, legs spread, I rubbed my clit with fury, I moaned loudly. It felt good. Still, I wish Daniel was here with me. I wanted his rough tongue there, like it was last night. I grew even wetter, I grabbed a candle, not even think I shoved it up into me. I was pulling it in and out as fast I could, but to no prevail. It wasn't as good as the real thing, and I could get the bliss that I wanted. I sat up and saw Scott in the doorway, his hand in his pants.

"I was just..." I stammered but figured that he was the weird one. A lot of girls masturbate, not a lot of step dads get off on it. "Sorry, Camille, this is quite awkward." His erection was visible through his pants. I stood up, crossing my room face to face with him. He smelt good, "Don't be." Without warning, I unzipped his pant, he sprung free, I pulled down the rim of his boxers, it was beautiful. It was much longer and thicker than Daniels. He gasped, but didn't try to stop me. I leaned forward and kissed him, his erection pressed up against my skirt. He took control, biting my lip. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we flopped down onto my bed. He kissed me slowly, but then pulled away. His rough hands shoved up my shirt, showing my erect nipples, he kneaded my boobs to the point where I didn't know my pain from my pleasure. He stared to suck and nibble on my nipples. His hot breath trailed down to my navel, but I couldn't wait

I flipped over, I was on top and in control, I took off his clothes, loving every inch of his tan body. I jumped on his cock, feeling incredible. He was thrusting quick and hard. He scooped me up and shoved me against the wall, I cried out in pleasure, he pulled out and I begged for more. He went to his room. I felt ashamed, my step dad really? I was so hot for cock that I would have sex with him, but before I could guilt myself any more, he came back with rope. He shoved me back down, "how can we do this? It's wrong!" He tied my arms and legs to the posts on my bed. " shhh! I don't want to stop" and then as I heard my moms car pull into the drive, he fucked me harder than I ever imagined possible.


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