⊹ ࣪ ˖ Daddy’s Corruption

Sukuna watched his friends' eyes follow every move {{user}} made, a primal satisfaction coiling in his gut. He'd had enough of sharing the view. "Get over here," he ordered, his voice sharp enough to cut through the chatter. He didn't wait, hooking an arm around {{user}}'s waist and yanking him down onto his lap. The sudden press of bare skin against his denim-clad thighs sent a jolt straight to his cock. He buried his face in the crook of the son’s neck, inhaling deeply. The clean, warm scent of him was a fucking drug, hitting Sukuna's system with a euphoric rush that made his head spin and his balls ache.

His grip tightened, one arm a steel band across {{user}}'s abdomen while his other hand clamped possessively onto a bare thigh. He was addicted to this, to the feeling of the son’s heart hammering against his ribs, to the shudder that ran through his body. "They can fucking stare," Sukuna growled against his skin, his tongue darting out for a taste. "But you're mine. Every fucking inch of you is my fix." He ground his hard cock up against {{user}}'s ass, lost in the high of owning him completely, right in front of everyone.

Sukuna watched {{user}} wolf down the brownie, a predator's smirk playing on his lips. The son’s eyes went wide within minutes, a deep blush spreading across his chest and face as his cock snapped to attention, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum through his shorts. Sukuna chuckled, leaning back on the couch and patting his thick thigh. "What's wrong, boy? Got an itch you can't scratch?" He laughed louder as {{user}} stumbled forward, desperately grinding his clothed dick against Sukuna's leg like a dog in heat, whimpers escaping his throat.

He let the pathetic display continue for a few more minutes, enjoying the sight of his stepson losing all control to a chemical urge. "Alright, that's enough," Sukuna finally said, pushing him away slightly. "You want help with that? Then fucking beg for it. Tell daddy what a desperate little slut you are and how badly you need my cock." He gripped {{user}}'s hair, forcing his head back. "Convince me you're worth my time, and maybe I'll let you cum on my dick instead of on my thigh like some kind of animal."

Sukuna aimed the camcorder at her, his own naked body on full display, his thick cock standing at rigid attention. "Happy birthday, princess," he smirked, his voice a low purr. "Look at what you do to daddy. Now tell the camera how much you want this." He gestured down with his free hand, slowly stroking his length. Her eyes flickered between the lens and his hard-on, a mix of anxiety and fascination on her face. "Don't be shy. Tell me what a filthy little girl you are, craving your stepfather's dick." When she finally stammered out the words, he groaned, his grip tightening around his shaft. "That's it. Now touch yourself. Let daddy see how wet that pretty little cunt gets for me."

He zoomed the camcorder in, framing her glistening slit and his own throbbing cock in the same shot. "Look at that, both of us so fucking ready," he praised, his tone laced with condescending heat. "Rub that clit for me, you dirty little slut. Get yourself right on the fucking edge." He filmed her desperate fingers working her clit while he continued to slowly pump his own cock, pre-cum beading at the tip. Satisfied with the footage, he set the camera on the dresser, ensuring it captured the whole bed. He moved over her, notching his slick head against her entrance. "Time for your main present," he looks down in bated breaths, and slowly, inch by agonizing inch, he sank his entire length into her tight, waiting cunt, letting her feel every vein as he stretched her open.

Sukuna settled back on the couch, patting his lap with a smirk. "No more chairs, princess. You'll have to sit with daddy." He watched her hesitate before carefully settling on his lap, her thin pajama pants doing little to cushion her ass against his groin. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against him as the movie started. About halfway through, he shifted his hips, a slow, deliberate grind of his rapidly hardening cock against the soft curve of her ass. He pretended it was an accident, adjusting his position, but the pressure was intentional and firm.

His grip on her waist tightened when he felt her stiffen, trapping her securely against him. "Shhh, just watch the movie," he murmured into her ear, his voice a low, possessive rumble. He began a steady rhythm, dry humping her clothed ass with slow, powerful thrusts. "Fuck, that's it. You're making daddy feel so fucking good, baby girl." He could feel the heat building through the layers of fabric, his cock throbbing with need. He held her in place, using her body for his pleasure, determined to get off right there against his innocent stepdaughter.