A Curvy Girl for the Prince by S.E. Law
SNEAK PEEK: SITTING IN SANTA’S LAP
In this excerpt, Brody samples the sexy brat while posing as Santa at the mall.
Pasting a smile on my face, I approach the set-up. Everything looks great, and while I was gone, Cleo set out more of the props. There’s a plate of fake cookies on a nearby table, as well as a tall glass of white liquid (presumably milk?). Plus, there’s a long scroll on a red table with a list of names on it in curly script.
It looks great and I turn to compliment the brat. But at the moment, my stepdaughter is bent over, fiddling with something on the ground. Is she teasing me? I watch, growing hard once again, as that big bottom waggles. Then, she straightens and smiles.
“Do you like it?” she asks, gesturing to the props.
I nod.
“I love it, honey.”
“Perfect!” she chirps. “Why don’t you sit in Santa’s chair, and I’ll make sure that everything looks good in the frame. What do you say?”
“No, it’s fine,” I shake my head. “I still have some work to do.”
The pretty brunette pouts, folding her arms over her generous décolletage. “Don’t be silly, Brody. What work is there to do at this point? The set-up is all done and the mall isn’t going to open for at least another thirty minutes or so. Plus, I need to make sure that the props are positioned correctly, and the only way to do that is to do a test-run with everything in place.”
Before I can protest again, she grabs my wrist and pulls me over to the large chair. Goddamn, the curvy girl is surprisingly strong, and she half-drags, half-cajoles me over to the big Santa chair before pushing me down. Then, Cleo runs back over to the camera, a big smile on her face as she peers through the viewfinder.
“Perfect,” she hums. “Oooh, just one thing.”
The curvy girl darts forward from behind the camera, presumably to adjust some of the tree trimmings or fake snow. But before I can blink, Cleo’s climbed into my lab, giggling and bouncing a bit. She’s fragrant and soft, and unbidden, my hands surround that narrow waist.
“What are you doing?” I growl.
“Just testing different poses,” she giggles, wiggling around and making me groan. I throw my head back, trying to minimize contact but it’s impossible because the pretty brunette is literally grinding down on my erection now. Does she know what she’s doing? A quiet curse slips out of my mouth as I squeeze my eyes shut and imagine her sliding up and down on my length. Fuck she’d look so pretty doing that with her head thrown back as those big breasts bounce in my face.
But we can’t do this because this is fucked up on so many levels. As a result, I tense even as my fingers clench on her waist, sure to leave bruises.
“Cleo,” I rasp. “We’ve tested out the chair and it’s fine. You can get up now.”
Despite my words, I squeeze her waist again as if encouraging her to stay. The curvy girl senses this too and then giggles and turns to straddle me so that we’re face to face with a naughty smile on her lips. But instead of getting up, she leans in closer, pressing her mouth against my ear so that her breath is hot on my skin.
“I know you want me, Daddy,” she breathes before pulling away. “There’s no sense in denying it anymore, Brody, because I want it too.”
I don’t know what shoots me into overdrive: the naughty girl’s use of the word “Daddy,” or her confession of arousal. But that’s all it takes because within two seconds, I’ve hauled her in for a rough kiss. She moans as I claim her mouth, my tongue forcing her lips apart before licking against her own tongue. My hand travels up her stomach and cups one of her supple breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh as she moans again, spreading her legs further apart, as if inviting my touch.
“You want this, sweetheart?” I breathe while slipping my other hand up her inner thigh. Her skin is smooth and creamy, even as I cup the soft mound of her panties. Oh fuck, they’re soaking wet!
“I do want it,” she breathes, her pupils dilated. “So much, Daddy.”
With that, I slip my hand inside the tiny piece of lace, rubbing two fingers between her moist folds. Cleo lets out another slutty moan, her body going rigid as she pants.
“Mmm, yes,” she breathes, her nipples pebble-like as they bounce. “More.”
In return, I pinch her clit, making her squeal with pleasure. But it’s time to move quickly because the mall will be opening soon, and fuck, we’re in a public space.
“You’ve been teasing me for so long,” I rasp, fumbling with my pants. I can’t seem to pull my cock out fast enough because the damned thing is so huge and rock-hard that it’s literally awkward to manipulate. “Wearing all those slutty clothes around me, jiggling your tits in my face and sucking on popsicle sticks as if your life depends on it—in the middle of winter, too. I know you don’t eat popsicles in winter. You’re not as innocent as you like to pretend, you little minx.”
Cleo nods, her mouth dropping open as I skate one hand over her pussy again.
“I do want you and I am a slut,” she breathes, pulling the lacing on her top so that it flies open, her breasts dropping out like huge sacks of cream. “Please, give it to me, Brody.”
With that, I shove her panties to the side and then lift her up, positioning the sweet girl so that her thighs are parted in a vee over my hardness. My cock springs straight up, brushing against her tiny hole, and sure enough, it comes away wet.
“Daddy!” she mewls as I line myself up with her entrance. “Oh oh oh!”
“Just go with it,” I growl while helping her sink down on my length. “Fuck baby, you look so beautiful.”
It’s true too because Cleo’s head falls back as her tiny body absorbs my massive shaft. She struggles a bit at first, but when I lean forward to suck at a hard pink nipple, a gust of warm fluid comes gushing out, bathing my cock as Cleo sinks down fully.
She pauses for a moment, her eyes opening in a daze.
“OMG, you’re so big,” she breathes. “I’ve never been so full before.”
I grunt, tonguing her nipple before switching to the other one and laving that tight pink bud as well.
“Well, get used to it, pretty girl, because you’re going for a ride.” With that, I grasp her waist in my strong hands and begin lifting her up and down, her thighs spread over mine as she bounces on my cock. Cleo’s head falls back again as her eyes close in delighted ecstasy.
“Brody—fuck! It’s so big,” she moans, and I grunt as I feel her pussy squeezing my shaft tightly. “God, I-I’ve wanted this forever!” she stammers, reaching forward to cup her breasts.
“Me too,” I growl. “I’ve been wanting to split this pussy open for a while now. She’s so fucking tight and small,” I groan as Cleo clenches around me once again.
“Brody!” my sexy stepdaughter moans. “Shit—the sun is coming up! People will be here soon, we have to hurry.”
But I continue my steady pounding as an obscene sucking noise starts to sound between us.
“Yeah, but you should have thought about that before you started teasing me,” I growl. “If you want me to be finished before people get here, then you better ride me like you mean it.”
Cleo lets out a quiet gasp of shock, but after a moment, she reaches back to rest her hands on my thighs and begins bouncing up and down quickly, canting her pelvis forward. Her eyes are closed as she leans back, her whole being focused on where our bodies meet, and I groan as I watch her breasts jiggle, that tiny pussy absorbing my shaft with each thrust.
“I’m so close,” she pants. “So close, so close.”
The pretty brunette throws her head back as I tug on her hair, drawing a long moan from deep inside her belly. I keep letting her fuck herself on my cock as she pleases because obviously, Cleo’s enjoying herself given those throaty moans and cries.
“Keep going baby girl,” I rasp, cupping a big breast in one hand. “You can do it.”
As if in response to my words, her whole body starts shaking and her movements become more and more jerky and sporadic. That’s my signal. I grab hold of her hips and piston my hips up, fucking into her from below until she’s practically screaming. She clutches the sides of the chair, holding on for dear life as I drill up into that sweetness like a deranged man. Then a loud scream erupts from her throat while her pussy cream thickens before erupting into spasms around my cock.
“Brody! Oh my God, yes, Brody!” she shrieks as her sweet walls clamp down, the tremors massaging my shaft. I fuck her hard right through her orgasm, making sure that each and every one of my thrusts are deep, the force of them jolting to the back of her throat. But she’s young and tight, and the spasms are too much. I grab onto one big breast while grunting, coming hard inside of her as she gasps.
“B-Brody!” she moans. “Oh yes, give it to me. I want it!”
My face is twisted in a vicious snarl now.
“Fuck yeah! Fuck shit FUCK!”
Gallons of hot seed spurt into my pretty girl even as she continues to writhe and moan in my lap. There’s so much fluid that it literally begins seeping out between our bodies, and unable to resist, I swipe a finger through the wetness before reaching up to insert my finger into Cleo’s mouth. The sexy brunette sucks hungrily, enjoying the taste of our mixed fluids.
“You like it, don’t you?” I rasp, my blue eyes glinting as the last of my seed spurts into her firm young body. “Now, you’ll have my come inside you for the whole day,” I add, trying to catch my breath.
But Cleo merely sucks on my finger harder before reaching down to coat her own fingers in the white fluid. But instead of sucking on the digits, she instead reaches around and flips her skirt up before painting her back door with the smear of ejaculate.
“Yes Daddy, this way I’ll have you in my pussy and my ass,” she giggles. “That’s exactly how I want it.”
I’m dumbstruck by how dirty this girl is, and my rod goes rock-hard inside her once again. Oh fuck. Is this really happening? But it is, and Cleo smirks while rocking her hips in my figure eight on my lap.
“I think we can fit you inside me again,” she purrs. “Maybe in my backdoor this time? It’s all lubed up and ready to go now.”
Fuck, this woman is going to be the death of me. We’ll be fired if anyone catches Santa with his shaft buried tight in an elf’s big bubble butt, but then again, do I really care? I let out a low growl and pull Cleo in for another heated kiss because this is going to be the best photo shoot that the town of Coleman has ever seen.
To be continued …
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