Magnus loves me. I love him. The only thing more perfect than that is how we’re losing each other in this kiss. I whimper when his lips are away from mine for a second. It damages my soul to not have him pressed against me. I back him against the wall, press my lips to his, stroke my hands up and down his body. Cup his face. Bring my hands back down and place them over his crotch.

Magnus’s hands never leave my hair, tangled up in holding me tight to him. There’s an aching urgency between us that seems to be an invisible thread holding us together. One we can't allow to break.

Placing his hands on my shoulders, he pulls the straps of my dress down, and the fabric droops over my breasts. I feel my nipples hardening against the cups of my bra, aching for release; reading my mind, Magnus allows his fingers to slide to my back and, with a simple flick, he unclasps my bra.

I tremble slightly as he yanks it off of my body, the cool air of the room lapping at my hard nipples; then I just sway my hips from side to side, forcing my dress to float down my body and fall around my ankles. I step out of it slowly, my eyes never leaving Magnus’, and then I reach for him with a purr.

My fingers work fast, undoing the knot on his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. I flatten the open palm of my hands against the hard outline of his pectorals, my fingers trailing down to feel the grooves between his rock hard abs, and I feel my pussy turning into a wet mess. My thong is sticking to my skin uncomfortably, and I ache to be completely naked and at his mercy.

He feels the same.

Pushing me back against the wall, he hooks his fingers on the string of thong that laces my outer thigh and yanks; there’s a ripping sound and then the thong just slides off my body, my insides clenching as it happens.

“Fucking beautiful,” he growls, his eyes roaming over my naked body. I grin at him and, biting on my lower lip, I reach for his belt and unbuckle it. I feel his cock straining against his pants, and I can’t wait to set it free. I pull his zipper down with trembling fingers, his cock tenting up his boxer briefs, and then I just move as fast as I can; I hook my fingers on his boxers and tug, sending his pants and underwear down to his ankles.

His cock springs free at once, pulsing with the kind of raw intensity Magnus always has, and there are a few drops of pre-cum glistening on its tip.

“You’re mine,” he whispers as he kicks off his shoes and then steps out of his pants and boxers. Moving so fast he becomes a blur, he presses his naked body against mine and kisses me.

His mouth on mine is more home than anything I've ever known. The taste of his breath, the hum of his moans into my mouth. Him still cradling my head as I'm climbing him against this wall, climbing him like I'm a spider with eight legs instead of just my two hands, my two legs...there's an urgency that we have every time we touch, and if I'm being honest I don't think that urgency is ever going to die.

The hands gripping my hair trail down my spine and grasp my ass with both hands, lifting me up so that my pussy is lined up with his cock. Magnus is harder than perhaps I've ever felt him. That's really saying something with the massive cock he has! I'm grinding my pussy against it, running it up and down my folds, and I'm getting just damned hungry for it. That's the only way to describe it. We're in love and I'm in love with that massive cock. I know exactly what it is going to feel like when I glide down on its full length.

I line my entrance up to his cock now, shivering with my need. Magnus is holding me but doesn't impale me with the same force that he normally would. In fact, he's still letting me be in charge...and I'm happy to be able to ride him as long as I can on that massive cock. His hands are gripping me so tight, but I'm in the driver's seat.

Pulling back from our kiss, my lips bruised from how hard we were kissing, I take in the gorgeous sight of his face. His eyes are so full of emotion that something breaks in my chest, something tense that I didn't know was there. I've never been so happy in my life as I am to see him look at me with love. Adoration, and love. I feel the same. I'm probably going to drool if I look at his perfect face any longer. I mean, I've never seen anyone as painfully handsome as him. The kind of pain that makes your pussy throb...yeah, I slide down on his cock, biting on my lower lip but keeping my eyes locked with his. I can't help but suck in a breath when the enormous head is inside my pussy. Magnus feels so good inside me. I let myself breathe, I take in the sight of his eyes narrowing because he's regarding me with lust, eyes hooded subconsciously and a fire flickering through them the dark orbs of his gaze. Looking at his face could be enough to make me cum. I can't help but shiver just watching him, watching me. I feel my pussy stretching, filling up with him. Slowly, teasingly slow, I lower my body onto his cock.

I see the power struggle in his eyes. Magnus has slammed so deep into me so many times and I know muscle memory alone wants to take over. That dominant, possessive vein that courses the hot blood through his body.

But right now he's along for my ride.

Of course, going slow is a delicious agony for me too. I need to feel his cock so deep inside me I can't breathe. I'm inhaling and exhaling slowly as it is. I focus and take deep breaths because the sensation of his cock filling me up is so much more intense then. The erotic pressure building in my stomach burns hot in my blood, my nerve endings tingling through my body. My legs shake—and he's not even all the way in me yet. I need him so damn bad, but I'm going so slow. I feel my pussy drip down his cock beneath me where I haven't fully swallowed him up yet.

Magnus moans, a needy sound. His fingers grip my ass harder but he uses what I imagine is all the willpower he can muster to not slam me all the way down on his cock. "Are you trying to kill me?" he asks in a breathier voice than he normally has, the tone huskier than normal, too.

"I'm stopping time so you're inside me forever," I say before I think about my words. That's the truth though. I'm taking a snapshot in time of him telling me he loves me, me telling him the same, and then consummating our love in a way that's so different from all the other times we fucked.

Yeah, I'm that girl right now. I'm so fine with being that girl right now. I'm the girl that's making love, fucking sweet and sassy and all that jazz instead of just fucking like the filthy animals we are.

Don't get me wrong, I fully intend to bring the filth.

But right now I'm savoring every sweet second. I sway my head to the side to kiss his neck. Lick his collarbone just as I'm slowly taking those last delicious inches of him. His cock jerks inside me, a sharp reaction to the need I've created in him. My body is filling up with him and there are practically stars behind my eyes, tasting him and taking him like this.

I roll my hips in an exaggerated, intense motion. The angle of his cock in my pussy is breathtakingly good, hitting me in all the right places. My inner walls are grasping him for dear life. I need to be able to hold him tight like this, all over. My lips press a kiss into his skin. I want to kiss him every day for the rest of my life. I crave the feel of his huge cock in me. The warmth of his skin around mine. The sound of his breathing, the feel of his heart. I lay my head against his chest and I sigh with the kind of contentedness that only love brings. I'm in absolute bliss right now. I keep rolling my hips.

Magnus's fingers press into me and bless him he doesn't take over. He lets me ride him and holds me tight to him all at once. He kisses the top of my head where I'm snuggled against him. I feel so safe in his arms. My body is supercharged with lust and it's burning slowly and deliciously through us both, leaving us in calm cinders and ash as the angles and continuing thrusts bring us both closer to cumming.

Like, we're fucking slowly, but you have to know that I'm still working that cock with everything I have. You know when you're fucking your man, you're owning that dick and making it yours? That's what I'm talking about, wrapping my pussy around him and making us both want to cry because it feels fucking good. The orgasm that builds with that is like lapping waves coming in with the tide. Each lap of the waves against our skin, the pleasure ever building, gets a fraction more intense until everything collides and crashes with us both.

My nipples pressing against his chest are becoming too much. Every time I roll my hips and close down on his cock more, my lips start to quiver a little bit more. I lift up my head and my eyes blaze at his, I feel the fire radiating from me. "Fuck me, hard," I say in a voice so quiet that it's almost a whisper. It isn't a request; it isn't a demand; it's a promise that when he fucks me hard like he does so damn well, I'm going to cum so hard it's going to shatter me. My eyes say it, my breathing says it, quickening with us.

Magnus carries me off to the table, thankfully cleared, and he lays me down on it, pulling my legs up and apart. He spreads me wide and now it's his turn to roll his hips. His delicious strokes drive his cock so deep inside me I cry out in ecstasy. Every single thrust is more intense than the last. Faster, harder, deeper. I think the top of my head may fly off. I feel how wet my pussy is, dripping with desire for his every move. My eyes trail down to watch the cock sliding in and out of me. Goddamn, it still makes my breath catch to see just how large it is, and it's inside me! That’s the kind of shock I’ll happily welcome every damn day because oh my God does it feel eye rolling, panty dropping, and makes me shake like this is an exorcism.

The thing about fucking on a table is that there’s nothing to hold onto at times like right now when an orgasm kind of sneaks up on you. I reach out and grip the edges of the table, the pleasure almost too much to bear because I’m shaking thunderously. Tremors of pleasure overtake me and my eyes roll back in their orbits. A low, throaty moan extends for a few seconds before a full blown scream tears from my lips. It feels like a waterfall, or a damn fire hose in my pussy, the pressure of my orgasm pushing on his cock.

Magnus is slamming damn hard into me, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth and letting me know that cock is not getting shoved out just yet. He jackhammers in harder, swirling his tongue around my nipple. My back arches up higher while I grip the table for dear life and that just brings my breast more into his mouth. That makes me tremble more, until I’m practically convulsing on this table, my gorgeous former stepfather spearing me between my wide open thighs. I hear a smug laugh on my breast, my nipple tickling with a small hum of sound on my skin. Of course he’s taking great satisfaction in me falling apart like this. I mean, I rode him as long as I could, but I need what he has to offer. Hard, relentless fucking that shows me just how much he wants me. Hint, a whole hell of a lot. He’s still pumping into me just as hard and I feel his cock turning to steel encased in velvet, claiming every inch of me and ready to burst. It's his turn to be the fire hose because he’s about to blow a bucket load of cum.

“Are you gonna fill up my mouth or my pussy, Daddy?” I ask in my most innocent voice. I feel his cock twitch inside me. We’re filthy as hell, what can I say?

“First the pussy, and then you can lick up all the cum from my next orgasm,” Magnus says with a voice just totally made for sin. It sears my pussy almost as much as his cock does, making my clit flutter at just the idea.

“Then you’ll give me another kiss to taste how good we are together?” It's so wicked, but that’s what makes it so hot. We can share everything. Maybe the world isn’t so cool with the idea of us fucking, but we are so far past that. Besides, he may not know it…but his baby is already growing inside of me. If that doesn’t demand the sort of commitment that cum swapping does, I don’t know what does.

“Of course, Penny. I love tasting us in that perfect mouth of yours,” Magnus groans. “But now I’m gonna fill up that pussy first. I want to see our cum leak down your thighs,” he says with a low moan building in his throat. I feel him fire off the first huge rope of cum in my pussy, so hot inside me, and my own orgasm fires off with his.

He’s serious about the cum leaking from my defiled pussy. And right on the table. I may have to lick that up later, just to see the look on his face when I do it. Well, not just that. I'm so deeply satisfied to have a man who can make me come undone around his cock, taste our cum together, and who challenges me to cum harder than I've ever cum before each time he even breathes around my pussy. Seriously, there should be a warning on this man; the way that he fucks me is damn near hazardous to my health! My heart is pounding so hard in my chest I think I might actually be able to hear it. My orgasm gushes my own cream down my thighs, I see it dripping down Magnus’s balls as he keeps slamming into me. We make quite a mess together, and I love every second of it.

Magnus slams so hard into me that I could forget my name. His cock is erupting hot cum deep in my pussy still and I’m shivering all around him. The wet sound of him slamming into me is so erotic that I lick my lips just hearing it.

“Oh God!” I cry out with his next thrust. “Your cock fills me up so good, Daddy.” I’m whimpering now, he’s slamming into me so hard. I crave every second of the hard way he fucks. Magnus only fucks harder while he cums. His cock rockets inside me and stays hard as titanium and he keeps going. Boys my age are just that — boys — compared to how my step Daddy fucks. His cock is basically magic. Cinderella can keep the slippers because I’m a lot happier with Magnus’s cock and how it fits so perfectly inside me. I mean, I like shoes as much as the next girl, but a magic cock is so much more charming and princely.

Magnus pulls his cock out. I’m not licking it yet so I look at him with a raised eyebrow. Raised in curiosity because I’m not about to question the man with a foot-long fuck pole pointed at me.

Especially since I see that it's still shooting out cum and he’s getting me right on the tits. Thick ropes of cum land right on my chest, dripping down in straight lines toward the wet spot between my thighs. I stick my tongue out in request.

Magnus gets a wicked grin and wags his cock at me. “Not yet, Penny. You’ll taste this cock when I say you can,” he says in that darkly delicious voice.

I’ve got shivers everywhere. My toes are curling. God, he knows how to drive me absolutely wild.

He covers me in all that cum, my skin blanketed by its white warmness, and then flips me over. With his hands on my shoulders, he forces me to go down to my knees and then to lay down on the carpeted floor of his office. We’re sticky and all messy but we’re not even close to done.

“Ass up, face down,” Magnus says with an air of authority that makes my clit twitch. I'm all for being take charge everywhere else, but I'm more than happy to comply when he orders me what to do.

I wiggle my ass up in the air and I hear the sharp sound of a spank before my mind even registers the sensation. I tremble, but I keep my ass up. His cock glides back into me and he spanks me again.

This time my pussy clenches around his cock with the spanking. Partially because I want him to do it again — the vibration against my pussy shakes through my whole body deliciously — and partially because I can’t help just thinking how good his cock feels. “Spank me harder, Daddy, please, I need it,” I start to beg. I’m honestly a little surprised to hear how insistent I am. There’s something about being a little bit filthy and then cumming a whole lot that makes you want to dive even deeper into the twisted sort of shit that’s depraved enough to make your pussy all sopping wet, though, you know?

“Since you asked so nicely,” Magnus says, and I can pretty much hear the satisfaction spreading across his gorgeous face in a smile that would drench my panties if he wasn’t already so deep inside me that I can almost taste his cock. Mmmm, soon.

God, I crave him so much. I’d do anything for another second of pleasure from him, but lucky for me he’s in a giving mood. He lands another spanking, in the exact same spot as the last, and then several more in quick succession. They are too fast for me to count them. He lands every spanking in the same spot so I can practically feel how red my skin must be. I’m trembling and I know that any second now the lit fuse is going off and I’m going to cum again. I hesitate, wanting to beg but deciding not to, because I couldn’t handle being teased right now when I'm so, so close to this orgasm. I’m greedy for it now and there’s no way that I could risk even a second more of any prolonged torture. That doesn’t prevent the moans that are escaping my lips, stacked up on top of each other from the sheer hard repetition of Magnus slamming so hard into my pussy again and again.

His hand closes over that spot, the heat of his skin on the abused ass cheek enough to make me yelp. That — and the sensation of him slamming so deep into me — would've been enough to set off my orgasm.

But then he brings his fingers on his other hand to my clit, and that’s it. I explode. I shriek like I’ve seen a ghost, because I'm cumming so hard I think I could raise the dead. Thank God the walls to his office are soundproof, or else everyone on this floor would go crazy with the way I’m screaming right now. My body melts and I’m struggling to keep my ass up in the air when my limbs turn to jelly. The pleasure explodes through my body. My pussy is weeping cream, I’m so aroused. I can hear the wet sound of my cum practically sloshing as he keeps fucking hard into me. It's just the kind of pornographic slice of reality that makes me groan and cum just a little bit harder. It drives me closer and closer to the edge of another orgasm.

Magnus knows this — remember I told you how he knows my body better than I do? And, thank fuck, he does. Because he slams that hand back down on that same spot on my ass, tortures my clit, and slams his huge cock even harder into my pussy. My knees buckle and he holds me up because I'm dangling, dangling like a limp damn noodle. Well, except for the part where I’m spasming wildly. I cum so hard that my eyes just quit working and I’m dizzy for a few seconds. That’s right, Magnus fucks the light out of me. My pussy is clamping down hard on his cock and it doesn’t take long for that to have the ricochet effect.

Pulling out of my pussy with a wet pop, Magnus strokes his cock and flips me over before climbing atop of me. His knees are on either side of my head and he's stroking that formidable cock right in front of my face. He rubs it messily on my face with the first burst of his cum that shoots out.

He’s simply a wonder of nature. He’s cumming the second time in a row, and he still manages to shoot a veritable gallon over my already drenched body. And yes, if you’re wondering, it’s as glorious as it sounds.

I stick my tongue out and this time he cups my hair and unloads a long sticky rope of cum right on my tongue. The salty taste of him makes me desperate for him, and I lean forward to take him in my mouth.

He raises up so that he can pipe that big dick right down my throat. I swallow against him, my eyes watering and my mouth filling up instantly with his enormous cock. But I love, love being stuffed full of his cock like this. Magnus keeps stroking my hair, and I’m mesmerized by his gorgeous face as his cock pumps his hot load down my throat.

I cup his balls while they empty in my mouth. The taste of my pussy on his cock is so damn good I’m moaning. I can practically taste just how hard I came and I’m so horny with his cock inside of me that I feel my pussy leak out even more cream at the idea. I make a mental note to rehydrate when my limbs finally work again and I run my thumb down the length of his balls. I love every inch of him. I love how fucking hard he's cumming, his sexy face making me so wet my nipples actually hurt with need. The way he has me pinned like this I almost wish I could pinch them, but I can’t reach them and I’d rather have my hands on him anyway.

When the final drop of his cum shoots down my throat and I swallow it up, I feel a little dribble on my chin. Magnus shoots me a wicked look, pulling his cock from my mouth.

In a swift move he rolls over and pulls me on top of him, his tongue licking up the cum on my lips and then kissing me deeply.

I can’t believe I’m doing this with how weak my body feels, but I slide my pussy up and down his cock and wiggle until I get his cock back inside me. My mind tells me I’m exhausted but my body craves his…so here I am, finding my second wind and using it to shove his cock deep in my pussy while we kiss. His tongue slides over mine, sharing the taste of our orgasms as promised, and I’m shivering in his arms. Hypersensitive to every inch of my skin touching his, I arch my back so that my nipples scrape more across his chest. Moaning into his mouth, I want to scream out just from the sheer pleasure of how good it feels to be in his arms, his cock buried inside me, our cum all over each other’s tongues as we kiss deeply.

We could be trapped forever like this. My pussy is already shaking again and squeezing down on his cock. I break the kiss and squeal. “Oh God I’m cumming again!” I can’t help but yelp out.

Beneath me, he bucks hard and fucks his cock into me so hard that my orgasm is so intense that I stop breathing. I literally stop and basically forget the world, shattering so much that sounds mean nothing and I’m lost. Then I fall back against him and shiver, the orgasm tearing through my body and making my body sweat even more, slippery against his chest. Every hard inch of him against my body feels like heaven. I run my hands up and down his firm arms holding mine, feeling every inch of their muscles and how strong he feels everywhere. I've never seen a man, felt a man so damn sculpted as him. If it wasn’t for the fact that I’d touched him and seen him with my own eyes, I would never have believed it was possible for someone to be as attractive as Magnus. The sight of him is enough to steal my breath, and that cock of his threatens to stop my heart every time I’m near it.

“Goddamn, Penny, I think you’ve issued a personal challenge for me to fuck you until you can’t cum anymore,” Magnus says with a laugh. “Because you know,” he says and pulls me closer to him so that his lips touch my ear when he continues. “I'll fuck you until you black out with an orgasm that just pulls you right under. My cock will stay rock goddamn hard to fuck you right over that edge,” he says with an air of raw power in his voice that makes my clit twitch and my mouth run dry.

I can’t say that I’ve ever wanted anything more. “That challenge sounds good, but I think I might collapse any moment,” I say with a breathy giggle.

“I’m also content,” Magnus says as he turns us to the side and wraps his arm around my breasts, “to cuddle you and fuck you nice and slow until we both remember how to breathe normally again.” His cock slides a little out and thrusts back, and he starts fucking me slower and with his cock never fully leaving me. The change of pace shocks me, and the way my body feels like butter against his rock-hard steel, well, he was right about my breathing. I take ragged little breaths and my heart races at his touch, the way he’s holding me. His lips are on my neck, kissing me softly. I shiver in his touch from the feather light kisses and the way he’s stroking in my pussy so slowly. I could probably black out from this cuddle fucking, I’m so high from all of the orgasming, from the sensations of his skin on mine. I pull one of his hands down to touch my stomach. I haven’t told him about the baby but I know I will have to soon. I know that I need to. I'm so contended and satisfied that I just feel overwhelmed with how perfect this moment is.

“I love sliding my cock in you slow like this,” Magnus whispers against my neck. “You were fucking me so slowly before, I thought I would burst. But I knew I could repay the favor when you were too spent to do anything but feel how I can fill you up so slowly and keep you on the edge of an orgasm until you don’t know if you’re about to cum, or if you already are. I could fuck you forever,” Magnus says with a growl.

I’ve heard the term sweet nothings before, but the filthy things my stepfather whispers in my ear are something else entirely. They’re dirty little secrets that he and I share, the words that make every moment we fuck and enter this incredible world together. Nothing can touch us when we’re together. I feel ten feet tall and invincible in his arms. My body feels so deliciously spent after he fucks me. His cock inside my pussy now feels so warm, so achingly good staying inside of me, that I want to sleep like this and wake up the next day with his cock still buried inside of me. My stomach is still sticky with his first load of cum but I don’t want to wash it off. I like being marked by him. I love that he cums all over me when he fucks me on a table and then he cuddles me right on the floor and doesn’t care that he’s got his cum all over him too.

Fuck, he licks his cum off my tongue with his. That’s the kind of thing I never even would've known I wanted. Magnus mapped out pleasure my body didn’t know how to get to. And then he rolls up that map and spanks me with it. I almost giggle in the moment at this silly thought, but then Magnus captures my earlobe between his teeth and nibbles just enough to shock me into jumping so slightly. When I do, his cock strokes a sensitive path in my pussy that makes me moan. “Well, aren’t you tricky,” I say with a low moan.

“Absolutely. You’ll never know what’s cumming next,” Magnus says with a low, sexy laugh. “Well, you know you’re cumming, but you don’t know when, I guess I should say,” he says and kisses my jawline. He moves his kiss up and kisses me right next to my lips. “Right now, I’ll give you a freebie. I want you to cum now,” he says.

For less than a second I’m shocked by this. I couldn’t possibly be ready to cum again, if at all any more, because I’m so exhausted. But Magnus lowers his palm and plants it right above my pussy, pressing just enough to teeter the pleasure right off the edge. I cry out, the orgasm flooding through my body right on command for him. Whimpering, I shake against him and that only makes his cock strokes speed up and fuck me just hard enough to make my eyes roll back in their sockets.

I remember what he said about blacking out, and I know I’ve got to work to actually hold on because I gasp and I’m about to float away from him or pass out or something. “Magnus!” I gasp out. He turns my face toward his and kisses me again, so softly it makes my clit burn with need. And it's no coincidence that it's what keeps me awake enough in that moment.

And then his cock is hard as a stone and hot as hell, hammering into me with a furious speed. The cum pouring into my pussy is like little firecrackers lighting me up, sending me into a tailspin of furious lust. My body shakes in his hold and every movement makes us both cum that much harder, drowning in each other. Every sensation brings us higher and higher until we’re both gasping. Magnus’s cock sinks into me to the hilt but stops cumming.

“Can we just stay like this?” I say. I don’t add the last word—forever.

“Yes,” Magnus says, kissing me softly. I think he knows I mean forever. And I think he still means to answer ‘yes.’

Except I can’t stay like this. When Magnus falls asleep, I pull myself out of his arms, and I leave.