Angel Part 2 - Ben's choice.
WARNING: This story contains themes that some people don't like, read the tags if you can't handle some of the things in the story then don't fucking read it! I don't need someone reading it then telling me I'm sick cause I wrote about something they didn't like alright? Alright! That said, enjoy!
Ben opened the front door walking through and closing it behind himself. It had been a long and tiring day at work and he just wanted to strip down to nothing and climb into a nice hot shower. He could smell Angel, she must be home from school already, but he wasn't sure where she was so he headed for his room, unfastening his shirt as he went.
Ever since the morning he'd awoken to find her in his bed they had been very carefully avoiding each other... well he'd been avoiding her at least. He had no idea what to make of her asking him to be her first or the slightest idea how to talk to her about it without seeming like a dirty old letch.
He shouldered his bedroom door the rest of the way open and froze. There on his bed, wearing one of his work shirts, was Angel. Her head thrown back into his pillow, body arched up in ecstasy, legs bent up and splayed open, fingers moving quickly over her clit as she worked them over and even into herself. He froze as he stared stupidly at the gorgeous bunny girl getting off on his bed. He couldn't tear his eyes away even though he knew he should - he was her stepfather after all - and that kind of thing was very personal and private. But his eyes hungrily drank in every move she made, the slightest shift of her fingers, the way her beautiful breasts rose and fell with the force of the air moving through her lungs in soft little gasps.
His brain finally started working again, registering that this was his room, not only was she in his bed but she was wearing the work shirt he'd worn the day before, the one that smelled the most like him. His eyes widened as all that worked its way down through the pathways in his brain till it reached his cock. His pants suddenly became about two sizes too tight.
The little gasps she was making started to change in pitch and frequency, escalating into a pattern he recognized from the last time she'd been in his bed. Oh good God she was going to come! Right there on his bed! She was working herself to orgasm! Every impulse in his brain was screaming at him to leave, to walk away and pretend that he hadn't seen what he was seeing right now. His cock, on the other hand, had a totally different idea. It urged him to rip his clothes off and dive into that young body, so it could bury itself in that hot sweet flesh and bring her to the cumulation of her efforts with a little effort of it's own.
With the two major organs in his body at war he remained frozen in place, eyes avidly watching the girl. "Oh..." At first he didn't think she was actually speaking, just moaning a little more loudly when she clearly said, "Oh God..." The button he'd been holding suddenly sprang off his shirt to disappear somewhere in the depths of his room. "Oh Ben!" The higher pitch of her voice accompanied by the way she shoved her fingers deep into herself told him she'd reached the peak she'd been looking for, and she'd called out his name when she hit it!
Fuck that was hot! To think that this gorgeous eighteen year old girl was fantasizing about him when she was playing with herself! Not to mention the added spice of watching her when he was pretty sure she didn't know she was being watched.
She lay there on his bed gasping for breath and moaning out his name a few more times as her fingers slid slippery and wet over her clit. So taken was he by the way she looked, all disheveled and satiated, that he didn't notice her gazing at him for a few moments. Those chocolate colored eyes seemed to be begging him to join her on the bed but... Could he do that?
The last time had been a total accident, or so he kept telling himself. No man could have resisted the urge to take her when she was literally begging him to do it and he was already pressed against her. So he should have known it wasn't Lisa from the beginning, but he was still half-asleep, and by the time he realized the truth, well...
Still, there she was, lying on her back on his bed, wearing only one of his work shirts and looking at him with such longing in her eyes it made him weak for a moment. Almost before he knew what he was doing he'd taken that first step into the room and once that step was taken, the rest came in a rush. Before he had a chance to challenge his body's instinctive need to be on the bed she was sitting up and reaching for his bared chest.
Never in all his years as her stepfather had he imagined what it would be like to have her willingly, eagerly reaching for him like this. He didn't have time to let the image sink into his brain either, she was so eager for him that her mouth found his even before she'd finished pulling his shirt down off his arms. The kiss was so heated and passionate that everything left his mind but getting his clothing off as fast as possible. While she stripped his shirt down his arms he reached for his belt, making short work of undoing the buckle and then moving his fingers to the button of his dress pants.
Her hands followed his arms, helping him out of his shirt then finding his hips and shoving his pants and underwear down as he leaned into the kiss, guiding her back to lying on the bed. Almost before his cock was freed from it's cloth prison her hands were wrapped around it and guiding him between her legs. This time he didn't even pretend to be careful as his cock eagerly sought out and penetrated her willing body, driving deep into her hot moist confines.
His head jerked back at the pleasure of being in her once more, every muscle trembling. Her long legs lifted from the bed and wrapped around his waist, holding him pinioned inside her, trapped in the tightness of her young body. One of her hands pulled on his left hip as the other pushed on his right shoulder and again without considering that she was still inexperienced as far as men went he rolled, taking her with him until she was astride his hips.
She seemed to have some idea what was happening as her hands found his chest while she settled herself more firmly on his cock. Then, as his fingers lifted to find her breasts she began to rock her hips. The sensation was sweet torture, watching her body rising and falling over his while feeling the hot, damp grasp of her insides drag silkily along the taut skin of his erect cock.
His hands worked over the soft mounds of her breasts, palms cupping the very nipples while his fingers kneaded the firm flesh. She let out a small moan and, filled with the memory of just how responsive she was last time, he bent her back slightly with one hand in her hair so his mouth could find the tender nipple on her right breast, while his right hand pulled and pinched at her left nipple. There it was, she started wiggling and squirming and it was heaven, every move she made had her stirring his cock around inside her.
Keeping his hand in her hair to hold her body back, he let his mouth and tongue play over the tender bud of her nipple coaxing more of those delicious sounding little moans and gasps out of her lips, while at the same time tormenting her into squirming so his cock brushed up against every surface of her inner muscles. It was an amazing feeling, having this gorgeous girl sitting on his cock, squirming and wriggling from the attention he was paying to her breast. So amazing that he didn't realize until she cried out just how close she was to cumming again. His head snapped up and he watched her face, hand tilting her head up so he could see the expression as she orgasmed around his cock.
"Good girl... that's it, Angel, let go, just feel it."
Having been married to her mother for a decade he'd learned how to suppress his own pleasure until he'd managed at least three orgasms in his partner, all this training had made him superbly suited to taking this young girl and letting her have every bit of pleasure that he could wring from her tender young body. Watching her orgasm around his cock was enough to have him throbbing strongly inside her and spilling pre deep within the tight confines of her most intimate places. But he was not ready to give into the pull of her body yet.
For a few moments he let her catch her breath, holding still, just supporting her body with his hands and keeping her upright as she panted harshly and her body trembled. It was a beautiful sight, watching the woman he was pleasuring give into the sensations and forget herself enough to indulge in the heights of passion. But all good things eventually come to an end, and like her mother she didn't take long to recover.
He didn't give her a chance to think about leaving his lap, or wonder why he was still hard when the last time he had her on his bed it was over much faster. No, this time he planned on showing her what it was that kept her mother with him for so many years. Once he was sure she'd recovered enough that she was not too sensitive he dropped his right hand, working his thumb in between her labia right at the top where he could feel the warm wet bump of her clit. He was rewarded with a loud gasp and a jerk of her head, so he was sure he'd found just the right spot. Without shifting his hips he pulled his knees up enough to keep her trapped there, the heat of his cock throbbing inside her and his thumb moving in small erotic circles around and occasionally over the sensitive nubbin of her clit.
Almost before she was able to fully process what he was doing, her head snapped back once more and he felt the same tightening around his cock that heralded her climax, grinning to himself even as he felt his cock responding with yet another flood of pre into the girls body. "That's my girl..." this time he knew he couldn't handle another orgasm from her without losing his control. While she was still caught in the pleasure he rolled her onto her back, nestling tightly between her thighs and started to roll his hips. "Just feel Angel, just let the sensations come." He lowered his head to her breast once more and nibbled lightly on the one that he'd only fondled so far, all the while keeping his thumb working over her jerking clit and his hips rolling to let a few inches of his cock slip out then directly back into her warm wet embrace.
He kept stealing glances at her face, knowing that he was prolonging that euphoric state of pleasure that she'd reached. Now it seemed like every time his thumb made a circle around her clit her muscles squeezed down on his cock and that suited him just fine. Timing her body's reactions, he made sure that every time his cock was buried inside her his thumb circled and she clung to him as he pulled back. That only lasted a few moments before he shuddered and drove deep into her willing belly, his back arching as his cock spasmed, spewing forth shot after shot of hot raccoon cum.
For what seemed like eternity he stayed poised over her, jerking slightly, with each pulse sending another shot of thick cum into her body until she was over flowing with it. Finally he relaxed, his head coming down to rest on her breast while his cock stayed buried as deep inside her as he could manage. It took her a little longer to relax, since she'd been a little more thoroughly worked than he was.
The room was filled with the sound of their harsh panting and nothing else for a few minutes as both he and Angel worked at recovering their breath. Finally he lifted his head from her bosom and looked into her face once more, dreading the accusation he might find there.
Again the girl surprised him, she didn't speak, just cupped his face in her hands and gave him the most tender and intimate kiss he'd ever had. It was like she knew how he felt and she was reassuring him that no matter what she still cared for him. Which was all in his head he knew but it still felt like she knew what she was doing.
When she finally released him, he propped himself up on his elbows and just looked at her for a long moment before he managed to find the words he was after. "Angel, I'm so sorry love, I know after the last time I promised I wouldn't do this ag-" Her finger pressed to his lips and cut him off, and as she spoke his eyes widened.
"Ben, whatever makes you think I want you to apologize? That was the most intense orgasm I 've ever had. Thank you." She moved her finger away from his lips but didn't let him pull away as he was inclined to do just now. "No, hold me please? Last time you panicked and left me lying on your bed thinking I'd done something dreadful." Her soft words stopped him cold.
"Oh God, Angel, no! I am the one who's done something horr-" Again she stopped him with a finger on his lips.
"Ben, I told you last time and I mean it. I've been waiting for you to realize I wanted you since I was 12 years old. I haven't played with any of the bucks at school or... anywhere else, because I was waiting for you!" The look in her eyes shot right through his brain and into his heart. There was such love in those chocolate colored eyes. "If you want to keep what we're doing secret, that's fine, Ben, but I need to know that you aren't going to reject me anymore. I'm old enough to know what I want and that's you. I don't want any of the silly boys my age, or even the ones a little older. I want you! Mom understood, rabbits are good about that. Please don't make me feel like... what I've done here is a mistake Ben, I wanted it so much and for so long that I just..." There was a catch in her voice and the last few words came out as a whisper, "I need you so much."
She sounded so vulnerable that he just couldn't help himself. His arms slid under her body and he cradled her to his chest kissing her over and over. He was an ass, he could see that now. Lisa would have understood, just like he understood her playing with the friends that she'd made over the years, even if he was totally dedicated to her. Rabbits had a different view of the world and he'd forgotten that when he panicked at finding he'd deflowered his step daughter.
"Angel, I'm sorry I have been so difficult. I will try to be better and not make you feel like you've done anything wrong." He couldn't and wouldn't tell her that she was not allowed to have other lovers, that would be stupid. There was no way he'd be able to keep up with a rabbit's sexual needs, as the first 6 months with her mother had proven, but if she wanted to share his bed now and then he would make sure she felt good about what she was doing.