The fire crackled in the hearth, casting a warm glow over the living room as Filthy Rich, his wife Armani Black, and their stepdaughter Camila Cortez snuggled together on the couch. The Christmas tree twinkled with multicolored lights, and the scent of pine and gingerbread filled the air. They had just started watching their favorite holiday movie when Camila shifted, her thigh brushing against Filthy’s. He felt a sudden jolt, his eyes flicking to her face. She smiled coyly, her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief thinking of some stepdad and stepdaughter sex.
“Daddy,” she purred, her voice a sultry whisper. “You’re not paying attention to the movie.”
Filthy’s heart pounded in his chest as he looked away from her, trying to focus on the screen. “I am,” he lied, his voice barely above a whisper.
Camila giggled softly, her hand resting on his thigh. She leaned in, her breath hot on his ear. “You know what I want for Christmas?” she whispered.
Filthy swallowed hard, his cock already stiffening in his pants. “What’s that, sweetheart?”
She slipped her hand between his legs, her fingers brushing against his growing erection. “I want you to unwrap me,” she said, her voice dripping with desire.
Filthy’s breath hitched, his eyes darting to Armani, who was engrossed in the movie. He quickly moved Camila’s hand away, his voice firm. “Not now, Camila. Your mother is right here.”
Camila pouted, her eyes flashing with disappointment. “But, Daddy…”
Filthy cut her off, his voice stern. “No, Camila. This is not the time or place. Go to bed, please.”
Camila sighed but did as she was told, disappearing into her room. Filthy tried to focus on the perved family movie, but his mind was racing. He couldn’t stop thinking about Camila’s teasing, her soft body pressed against his.
“I want to taste you, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice filled with longing.
Filthy nodded, his cock already straining against his pants. He pushed them down, his cock springing free. Camila gasped, her eyes wide with excitement. She wrapped her hand around his shaft, her thumb brushing against the tip.
“You’re so big, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe.
Filthy groaned, his cock throbbing in her hand. He pushed her down onto the bed, his mouth finding her pussy. He licked and sucked, his tongue delving deep into her folds. Camila moaned, her hips bucking against his face.
“Oh, Daddy, that feels so good,” she whispered, her voice filled with pleasure.
Filthy slipped two fingers into her pussy, curling them against her G-spot. Camila cried out, her body tensing as an orgasm washed over her. Filthy sucked her clit, drawing out her pleasure until she was a whimpering mess.
He pulled away, his big cock aching with need. He climbed on top of her, his cock poised at her entrance. He thrust into her, his cock filling her completely. Camila moaned, her nails digging into his back.
“Fuck, Daddy, you feel so good,” she whispered, her voice filled with desire.
Filthy groaned, his cock throbbing inside her. He began to move, his hips slamming against hers. Camila met his thrusts, her body moving in sync with his.
“Harder, Daddy, fuck me harder,” she begged, her voice filled with need.
Filthy obliged, his hips slamming against hers with force. The bed creaked and groaned, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the room. Camila’s moans grew louder, her body tensing as another orgasm washed over her.
Filthy felt his own orgasm building, his cock throbbing inside her. He pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices. He came, his cum spurting onto her stomach and tits.
Camila moaned, her fingers tracing through his cum. “I love it when you mark me, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction.
Filthy smiled, his cock still hard. He leaned down, his mouth finding one of her nipples. He sucked and licked, his cock twitching with need.
Suddenly, the door to Camila’s room burst open. Armani stood in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock. Filthy froze, his heart pounding in his chest.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Armani demanded, her voice cold.
Armani smirked, her eyes flicking to Camila. “Clean your stepdaughter up, Filthy. I want to taste her too.”
Filthy’s cock throbbed at the command, his body responding despite his shock. He leaned down, his mouth finding Camila’s pussy. He licked and sucked, his tongue lapping up his cum.
Armani watched the stepdad and stepdaughter sex, her breath hitching as she rubbed her pussy through her pants. She quickly stripped, her body revealing her curves. She climbed onto the bed, her pussy hovering over Camila’s face.
“Eat me, Camila,” she commanded.
Camila moaned, her tongue licking Armani’s folds. Armani cried out, her body tensing as Camila’s tongue explored her.
Filthy watched, his cock aching with need. He crawled up the bed, his mouth finding Armani’s tits. He sucked and licked, his cock throbbing with desire.
Armani moaned, her hands tangling in his hair. “Fuck me, Filthy,” she begged.
Filthy obliged, his cock sliding into her pussy with ease. He began to move, his hips slamming against hers. Armani moaned, her body moving in sync with his.
“Harder, Filthy, fuck me harder,” she begged, her voice filled with need.
Filthy obliged, his hips slamming against hers with force, stepdad and stepdaughter stimulating each other. The bed creaked and groaned, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the room.
“Cum inside me, Filthy,” Armani commanded.
Filthy groaned, his cock throbbing with need. He came, his cum filling her pussy. Armani moaned, her body milking his cock.
Filthy collapsed on top of her, his body spent after the stepdad and stepdaughter sex. He rolled off, his cock still hard. He looked at Armani, a slow smile spreading across his face.
“Merry Christmas, wife,” he whispered.
Armani smiled back, her fingers tracing through his cum. “Merry Christmas, husband,” she replied, her voice filled with satisfaction.
