#˗ˏˋ ship ⟶ ❛ angelica & hector ❜

[debaxchery]

      ANGELICA CAN COUNT THE NUMBER of times she’s had sex on one hand. every single one of those times had been with her high school sweetheart; a guy her age who’d broken up with her upon moving away for college. he’d been the one to initiate each encounter, and she’d gone along with it because she’d thought that was what a good girlfriend did. their time together hadn’t been particularly fun or pleasurable. certainly nothing to write home about. which had left her believing that sex itself isn’t particularly fun or pleasurable. it’s just something to do to pass the time. tonight, her stepfather is proving that to be untrue. so very, very untrue. every brush of skin against skin – no matter how small– sends tingles of pleasure rushing through her. it’s an addictive feeling. one unlike anything she’s ever experienced. at first, angelica’s a bit confused when her stepfather adjusts her position. she’s unsure what the purpose of bending her knee is. then, she feels his cock sink just a little bit deeper into her, and it all becomes clear. “ oh, god, ” she gasps, canting her head to one side so that he has easier access to the sensitive skin on her neck. momentarily, she worries about him leaving behind marks that she’ll struggle to explain. but she’s simply too eager to feel his lips against her skin to give it too much thought. she owns a couple of turtlenecks. it’ll be fine. what she’s most concerned with is answering his question. what does she want ? the answer is simple: everything. anything he is willing to give her, she will happily take. but that doesn’t seem like a sufficient response. “ i want you to fuck me, ” she blurts out, grinding her hips upward in an attempt to get him to move inside of her. “ please, daddy. i want it rough. ”

She is so warm, so tight, and slowly stretching around his thick cock, it barely keeps him sane. All of the booze from before really had him going, emotions were overflowing him and he couldn't believe his wife, her mother, was denying him sex for days now. All their arguments were so dumb when you really thought about it, and Hector had a serious case of blue balls happening. But this sweet little girl under him - all the flirty looks she sent his way; and when she'd bend over to pick something up just to give him a glimpse of her underwear? No way she did these things on accident, she craved his attention, to have his eyes on her and to lust over her. He had enough of teasing, tonight she was going to become his.

Letting out a grunt at how her body seemingly relaxed under him, he let one of his callous hands reach for her outer thigh and carefully folded the leg in the knee, to be able to go deeper into her. Humming in a deep, groggy voice at her little please, he let his hand glide from her thigh up the covered upper body and to her little chin, turned her head to the side enough to pepper her neck and collar bone with soothing kisses. "Please --- what?"Hector demanded, his cock barely thrusting into her, his hips circled ever so lightly to feel the tightness around him, to stretch her out. But he wasn't giving in just yet, no matter how much he wanted to destroy her. "Tell daddy what you want and I'll give it to you."he huffed against her cheek, teeth nibbling at the soft skin and tongue soothing the area afterwards.

[debaxchery]

      NO, HECTOR IS NOT MISTAKEN. there’s something between her and her stepfather. a tiny spark. a flickering flame. a raging fire. something. there’s simply no denying it. angelica doesn’t know how to describe what they have; she can’t put into words exactly how she feels. but the feelings are there, nonetheless. persistent. unrelenting. and thus far, unspoken. she knows they can’t continue on like this. they’re walking a tightrope that’s just about to snap. she just han't thought that it would happen tonight. what had she been dreaming about, prior to her stepdad entering her bedroom ? who knows. nothing important, that goes without saying. sunshine and daisies and puppy dog kisses, perhaps. or – and this is the far likelier option – something more salacious. maybe she was even dreaming about this very thing. it’s happened before. more times than she cares to admit. which is why she doesn’t startle when she finally crosses the line from sleeping to being fully awake and finds hector hovering over her. slowly, the scene that’s unfolding around her starts to clarify. usually, she sleeps in her panties and an oversized shirt. except now, her panties are nowhere to be seen. and nestled between the folds of her cunt ? her stepfather’s thick length. the tip is just barely inside of her, but that doesn’t last long. as soon as her chocolate brown hues meet his lust-filled gaze, she knows what’s going to happen. it feels almost inevitable, at this point. instead of trying to stop it, angelica simply attempts to relax and make the experience as enjoyable as possible. and, for the most part, it’s just as good as she’s fantasizing about it being. when hector rocks forward, burying himself inside of her tight hole, a soft gasp slips past her lips. it’s one of the only sounds that she makes. the other ? “ please ! ” what is she begging for ? contrary to what you might believe, it’s not for her stepfather to stop. no, she doesn’t want that. not at all. they’ve come too far to go back now. she’s simply begging for more. more of what ? angelica is beyond the point of being able to articulate what exactly she wants. but whatever it is, she’s determined to get it. she’s determined that hector will give it to her. consequences be damned.

Hector knew everything about this was wrong, but he just didn't care tonight. After yet another argument with her mother, his wife, Hector left and had a couple of drinks with his friends. And damn, he couldn't stop thinking about his step daughter. Was he imagining or was she really teasing him from time to time? They had a connection of sorts, he could feel it, the tension was there. Just no one ever did anything about it.

So as he returned home tonight Hector found himself stumbling upon her room. Closing the door behind, he just stood there for the first few minutes, watching her sleep, he couldn't stop thinking what she was dreaming about. Pulling his cock out, he began stroking himself, if he could make himself cum right there, he'd go to bed a lot more calmer. But as she stirred onto her back, he just couldn't stop himself. Carefully crawling onto the bed, and right on top of her petite frame, he let tip of his nose brush along her jawline, his hands removing her underwear with ease. He knew the risks of her waking up were high, but he was going to have her tonight all for himself. As much as he wanted to just ruin her for any other boy she might get to know, Hector also knew he had to keep as quiet as possible. He touched her petite body, toyed with her folds for a few moments, she was hot and getting wet, enough to make him finally penetrate her without waiting any longer, just the tip though. The sudden sensation made him grunt and then he was met with her gaze. Instead of panicking or trying to stop himself, Hector just grinned down at her. "Shhh, baby girl..."he hushed, tip of his nose bumping against hers. "Daddy is going to take good care of you..."he said in a firm, promising tone and without waiting pushed his cock all the way up her tight little cunt, his whole body pressed against hers to keep her in place and lips latched to her neck to try and relax her as she'd adjust to his size.