1 comments/ 204799 views/ 34 favorites Step Daddy's Little Girl By: rockbohunk Rick and Linda knew each other most of their adult lives and were married this last January. Linda had two children, Matt age 20 and April who had just turned 18. Matt went into the Air force after high school and was now stationed in Texas. April was a different story. She had run away from her mother's when she was only fifteen. Since then, she had dropped out of school, moved several times and most recently in trouble with the law for drugs. All throughout April's life, she was never really held accountable for anything that she did. Her real father she had never known, and her mother was never much of a disciplinarian. All this was about to change. Two months ago, she moved in with her mother and Rick. He had just one rule, his house, his rules. April tried to push Rick's limits, but her baby blue eyes and her sexy figure that had always worked to get her out of trouble in the past, didn't work on Rick. They got along great with each other, but when he put his foot down, he meant it. It was the end of June when Rick and Linda were to fly down to Texas to see Linda's son, Matt. This was going to be a test for April, to be left alone in Rick's home for a week. It was Thursday night when they left home for the Airport. Rick had a short conversation with April before they left. "I expect you to act like a lady and an adult when we are gone. This means, no alcohol, drugs, and no parties. In fact, I don't want any of your friends over here while we are gone. Understand?" "No one?" "Absolutely, not one sole." April looked down at the floor, "Okay." Rick and Linda waved to April as they drove down the driveway. What April didn't know is that Rick had no intention on going to Texas, for several reasons. Not only could they not afford it, but he use to live in Texas. He had no interest going anywhere that the temperature would be 100 degrees. The last reason was of course April. They wanted to trust her, but there was a precedence set. Rick stayed overnight in a motel after dropping Linda off at the airport. It was a two hour drive and his night vision wasn't all that great. He returned home Friday about 11:30 A.M. As he walked through the door, he heard his stereo quite loud in the living room. There were empty beer bottles left all over the house. Every ashtray in the place had cigarette butts in it or next to it, but no sign of April. Rick looked in her bedroom and even down the basement, but still no sign of her. Rick went upstairs to his bedroom to change clothes and as he walked to the door, April was laying completely naked on his bed, legs spread wide, masturbating with one of the sex toys from his collection. In fact, the whole briefcase of bondage gear and toys were dumped out all over the bed. Rick watched as she moaned, arching her back , sliding the toy in and out of her pussy. "Are you having fun?" April screamed, being startled by Rick standing in the doorway. She quickly tried to cover herself, then rolled over onto her stomach. "I thought you were..." "I know what you thought," Rick said as he walked to the edge of the bed. "I don't know why you are trying to cover up. You don't have any problem with walking around with just your t-shirt and panties when your Mom isn't around. You're just a little tease, aren't you?" Rick grabbed April's right wrist and drug her overhanging the edge of the bed crossways. She was horrified as Rick clamped her head between his knees hard. He reached down and slapped April on the ass hard. She tried to escape Rick's grip on her head, but he was much to strong. "I can't believe that I trusted you," as he continued to redden her little ass. "Ow, ow, stop, ow...." April cried out as she reached behind her to block the blows. "You want your hands behind you? That's fine with me!" as Rick grabbed the handcuffs that were laying close by. He quickly clicked the cuffs around her wrists as she tried to resist. "I'm disappointed," he said as he grabbed her arm and rolled her over onto her back. She no longer could cover herself and laid there terrified as Rick reached down to turn off the vibe that she had been using. April kept her legs tight together trying to hide her body from Rick. Her nipples on her 34A puffy breasts she couldn't hide or the excitement that she was feeling. "Get up," He said as he helped her to her feet. "You need to learn some respect. Things are about to change, and now! You will be calling me Sir by the end of this day, understand?" April just stood there naked and feeling vulnerable as Rick held her hand cuffed wrists. Rick grabbed a short length of cotton rope that had been in the briefcase and tied it to her cuffs. He pulled the rope through her legs tightly wedging it in her ass cheeks and pussy. "I suggest that you follow me," He said as he tugged on the rope and led her downstairs. "Look at this fucking mess! Beer? Cigarettes? Drugs too? You will clean up this mess before your mother gets home. Right now, I'm trying to figure out your punishment. You wanted to play with my toys? I have the toy for you." Rick pulled hard on the rope and led April to the door. She stopped realizing where he was taking her. "No." Opening the door, Rick pulled April through the door out onto the back deck. He tied the rope off to the railing leaving April almost on her tip toes. "You can't leave me like this!" "As long as you didn't invite anyone over, you shouldn't have anything to worry about, right?" April's mind was working overtime trying to take in all that had happened in the last few minutes. It was Friday afternoon and she knew that her friends would be here sometime this afternoon or tonight. She could only watch as Rick worked in the garage about fifty feet away. It was a beautiful summer day. The temperature was almost eighty with a light breeze and the sun was warm on her bare body. The rope cut hard into her body rubbing against her clit. She was terrified of what Rick had in mind, yet there was a part of her that loved it. After about an hour, Rick walked back to the house. "How are you doing?" as he ran his fingers along the ropes path. April's knees got weak as he touched and played with her labia. "Ohhh.." Rick pinched her left nipple hard, "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere," He said jokingly. The waiting was the hardest part. She could hear cars going by the road in front of the house. Each one she wondered, was it going to drive in? Rick returned in a few minutes with a blanket and some more rope. He untied April's punishing rope and led her to the back yard to a small group of trees. "Stand still," Rick said as he tied a rope end around her left ankle. Using the other rope that was between her legs, he slowly removed it from hiding, then fastened it to the right. April held her legs tight together as Rick knelt before her. "What are you doing?" She asked. "Just hold still." Rick wrapped the loose rope ends around two different small trees. "There, let's unhook those cuffs from behind your back, shall we?" He unlocked the left cuff and reattached it in front of her to the right again. Rick slapped April on the ass four times hard before she began to lose her balance. "Sit down on the blanket." April sat down on the soft blanket slowly. Rick laid her down, grabbed her cuffs and with another rope, he fastened it tight leaving her arms stretched out above her head. Rick then walked around to where he left the two ropes laying. Pulling on the ropes around the trees, April fought as he pulled her legs open wide. "Noooo." He tied the two ropes together leaving April spread wide for the whole world to see. "Good girl," He said as he tapped Aprils little pussy. "Do you like playing with my toys?" April just laid there, silent. "I asked you a question." He said as he again tapped her pussy lips, only harder. "Yes." "And just what does a little girl like you fantasize about?" "I don't know," she said quietly. April didn't want to tell Rick the truth. Her real fantasy was being taken by him. There was something about him, his ability to take control, his sternness, yet his ability to be so kind. Maybe it was just the idea of an older man that was off limits. "I think you know. Did you cum?" "No." "I'll take care of that, Rick said as he walked back to the garage. April watched as he retrieved some sort of machine and an extension cord. "What's that?" Rick didn't say anything. He set up the machine between her legs and plugged it in. April watched closely as he attached a large dildo to the machine. "Are we still wet?" he asked as he parted her lips with ease. "Hmmm, Guess so." April moaned as she felt her lips being parted wide by the dildo. "This should do it," as Rick turned on the machine real slow. The dildo traveled only a couple of inches and only one stroke every three seconds. "This is my fucking machine. I made it years ago, but never got the chance to try it out." April tried to squirm, but was helpless to the machine. Slowly, the machine barely parted her lips, then pull out slowly. "Please, don't leave me like this." "When you apologize for lying and disrespecting me, and mean it, I'll set you free." "I'm sorry Rick." April said as Rick knelt beside her. Squeezing her left nipple hard, "I'm sorry? You're going to have to do better than that. Maybe after your fifth orgasm, I may believe you if you are sincere." "Five orgasms? I've never had a real orgasm. Rick?" "You will. Should I invite your friends to watch, or are they coming over?" April struggled, but the dildo continued to work in and out of her slowly. "Noooo..." Step-Daddy's Little Girl Thomas Powell shifted uncomfortably in his chair, hoping his wife Lorraine would not notice his restlessness. No matter how hard he tried to avert his gaze, his eyes were continually drawn to the image in the backyard. But it was not the slight tilt of his head that was required to capture the desired sightline that was the cause of his stirring - it was the effect that the vision before him was having on him. Her cleavage looked ridiculously inviting as she pranced around the pool in her coral coloured crochet bikini set. The triangle top held her supple young breasts together with just the right amount of tension while the low rise bottoms hugged her hips and tight ass in a sexy embrace. As she bent at the waist, then whipped her head back quickly, shaking her fingers through her long, wet blonde hair, a tremor rippled through her perfect 20-year-old body. A similar quiver surged in between Thomas' legs. This had become a common scene in the week since Lorraine's daughter Alexandra had returned from her sophomore year of college and settled in with her mother and her new husband for the summer. The couple, who were both divorced, had enjoyed a whirlwind romance and were married after only about eight months of dating. Alexandra, or Alex to those close to her, had not had a lot of time to get to know her new step-father since she had been away at school during their courtship and newlywed periods, but was happy for her mother and thought that Thomas seemed like a decent man. Though he may have been a decent man, he was also just that -- a man. Seeing this stunning 20-year-old parading around the house half naked was enough to make any man, decent or otherwise, sit up and pay attention. She looked a lot like her mother. Both were knockout blondes with killer bodies and model-worthy good looks. The junior version just happened to be 24 years newer and perkier, tighter and bouncier in all the right places. Not to mention a lot more carefree when it came to showing off her assets. Having her around and constantly on display was both extremely enjoyable and excruciatingly exasperating for Thomas. On one hand, he fully admitted to himself that seeing this drop-dead gorgeous young lady everyday in her barely-there outfits was fantastic eye-candy, as well as an equal, if not better aid than Viagra for any middle-aged flaccidity issues. But on the flip side, she was his wife's 20-year-old daughter, and he knew he should not even be looking at her, let alone allowing some of the depraved and very explicit thoughts about her to creep into his head. *** A few nights after the latest swimsuit fashion show, Alex had a couple of girlfriends over and Lorraine had dragged her husband off to bed early to give her daughter and her friends some space. The three girls sat out by the pool, drinking a few beers and catching up. All three of them were gorgeous young ladies, with Alex leading the way. On this particular night she was wearing an incredibly short pair of Daisy Duke cut-off jean shorts that nicely showed off her fabulously toned legs, and a flatteringly tight white tank top that clung to her curvy chest spectacularly. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, keeping it out of her near perfect looking face. As was always the case, it did not take long for the topic of conversation to turn to men, or more specifically - sex. The trio shared tales of recent experiences, heartbreak and longing. Eventually, Jill, one of Alex's friends since grade school, started talking about guys they all knew that she thought were sexy. They all tossed around names of guys they had gone to school with or knew from their various social circles. Soon enough, Veronica, Alex's best friend since grade nine, told them of the lustful crush she had always had on one of their high school teachers, setting off a whole new line of discussion. "Oh my God, you little tramp!" Jill exclaimed in mock terror. "He was like 60-years-old!" "C'mon, he was like forty-something." Veronica countered. "And he was hot." "Whatever..." Jill digressed. "But would you seriously sleep with a guy that old?" "Hell yeah," Veronica answered immediately. "If he was hot, who fuckin' cares how old he is!" ""You are such a little whore!" Jill declared, playfully shoving her friend for added effect. "Alex, tell me you would not join this slut in raiding the geriatric wing." "You guys are both depraved." Alex replied. "I can't believe we're talking about this." "C'mon bitch, don't change the subject." Jill countered. "Would you fuck some geezer like this freak over here?" "He's not a geezer!" Veronica interrupted. "Shut the fuck up, Lolita!" Jill mocked. "Let miss thing here answer the question." "I dunno," Alex reluctantly answered. "Maybe." "Oh my God!" Jill responded overdramatically. "You're just as bad as this little tart over here!" "Like who?" Veronica jumped in, clearly excited to have someone on her side. "I can't believe you'd both jump in bed with some old fucker." Jill shook her head in disbelief. "C'mon Jill," Veronica interrupted. "You mean there's no older guy you'd ever sleep with?" "I dunno, how old we talkin'? Like George Clooney old?" Jill mocked. "Well, I mean someone you'd actually have a shot with." Veronica quickly countered. "Someone you know or something." "What like a prof or someone's dad or something?" Jill asked with a wrinkled-up nose for effect. "Yeah... isn't there some sexy older guy you know that you'd let into your panties?" Veronica pushed. "Hey, I'm not the admitted freak like you two." Jill defended. "Why aren't you grilling Alex about what senior citizen she wants to fuck?" "Hey, I said maybe..." Alex began to clarify. "Yeah Alex," Veronica chimed in. "Who is it? What older guy gets you all wet?" "I never said there was anybody!" Alex replied. "I said maybe..." "You know who I would be hot for if I were you?" Veronica proposed, cutting her off. "I can only imagine..." Jill interjected with a roll of her eyes. "That sexy step-dad of yours." Veronica said with a smile. "Now there's a hot older guy I'd let have his way with me." "Veronica!" Alex exclaimed. "You're terrible! Thomas is married to my mother!" "I know!" Veronica excitedly continued. "That's what makes it even sexier! Imagine how hot that would be if you were fuckin' your mom's husband?" "You seriously need help." Jill piped in. "You know that, right?" "C'mon," Veronica countered. "You guys cannot seriously tell me that you don't think Thomas is sexy?" Alex could not believe where the conversation had led to. Were she and her two girlfriends actually discussing her step-father's sex appeal and the idea of fucking him? Despite her aversion to the subject matter, she could not stop images of Thomas from popping into her head as her friend questioned if she found him attractive. He was in his late forties -- 48 or 49 she guessed -- and certainly kept himself in pretty good shape. About six feet tall with salt and pepper hair, he was definitely good looking for a guy his age and had a sort of Richard Gere kind of look going for him. Catching herself dwelling on images of her mother's husband, Alex let out a giggle about the absurdity of it all. "Oh my God! You little slut!" Jill exclaimed in reaction to her silly laugh. "You would so do your step-dad!" "What!" Alex snapped back to reality. "No, I..." "Fuck yes she would." Veronica interrupted. "And so would I!" "You two are crazy!" Jill decreed, throwing her hands up in mock exasperation. "You want me to leave so you can go throw yourselves at daddy dearest upstairs?" "Oh my God, I never said I wanted to..." Alex laughed before once again getting cut off. "You so would!" Veronica jumped in, giggling uncontrollably. "Admit it! You would so fuck Thomas." "Well... maybe." Alex said as she joined her friend in hysterical laughter. Thomas' stood by the bathroom window with his mouth agape and right hand firmly wrapped around his rock hard penis. He had gotten up to take a piss and was standing there relieving himself when the sounds of the three young women's conversation began trickling in through the open window. Not wanting to eavesdrop on his wife's daughter and her friends, he had tried to ignore what they were saying, but when the subject matter turned to sex and then specifically to older men, his ears could not help but perk up. By the time his name came up, he found himself staring out the window and, without even realizing it, slowly stroking his cock as the young ladies talked. And when Alex merely hinted that she would even consider the idea of having sex with him, he almost blew his load right then and there. *** It was all he could think about. No matter how hard he tried to keep it out of his head, he could not stop his thoughts from returning to it. Thomas could not stop thinking about his wife's daughter. That night, after listening in on the three young beauties around the pool and overhearing Alex half-jokingly admit to at least being attracted to him, he immediately went back to the bedroom he shared with her mother and, with a hard-on inspired by the conversation he had just eavesdropped on, proceeded to fuck her as hard and fast as had ever before. To his own shame, for almost the entire time that he made passionate love to his wife that night, he closed his eyes and imagined Lorraine's sexy 20-year-old daughter being on the receiving end of his wanton thrusts. Now, days after the incident and subsequent fantasy fuck, Thomas was a mess. He could barely look his wife in the eyes without feeling the immense guilt that his taboo desires weighed upon his conscious, and every time he saw Alex, those very carnal lusts flooded back into his mind, overshadowing all other thoughts and feelings. It was in this state of emotional turmoil that he found himself one evening while Lorraine was getting ready for bed. Before he could bring himself to join her in their bedroom, he stepped outside for some fresh air to clear his head. He desperately wanted to be able to climb into bed with his wife and not fantasize about her daughter being the one lying next to him. While he was composing himself by the pool in the backyard, he noticed that the lights were still on in the pool house. Knowing that Alex and her friends had been swimming earlier in the evening, he figured that they had simply forgotten to turn out the lights, so he ventured over to do so. The pool house was in the back corner of the spacious backyard and basically a two-room structure with a change room and storage area, as well as a small bathroom including a shower stall. Walking into the pool house, Thomas quickly realized that the lights had not simply been left on. As he stepped through the doorway into the outer change room, he heard the shower running. Knowing full well that he should turn around and get the Hell out of there, he found that he was unable to force his body to do so. Despite his strong desire to do the right thing, his resolve quickly faded when he noticed that the door to the bathroom was halfway open. He stepped forward, moving close enough and at such an angle to see the reflection of the shower stall in the foggy mirror. Alex tilted her head slightly backward, letting the spray hit her face and the water flow down her long blonde hair. She wiped her face with her hands and then moved them down to her breasts, cupping the flawless globes in her palms as the water flowed over her completely erect nipples. Droplets of water clung to her tits as her hands slid down her body and onto her ass. With her legs spread ever so slightly and her back arched, she began stoking, kneading and manipulating the flesh on her perfectly toned ass. Thomas' eyes never left her body. Transfixed, he watched as her hands worked their way around and deep into the cleft of her ass, her fingers dipping down deep enough to touch her pussy. Soon one of her hands disappeared from sight in between her legs and her eyes fell shut and her mouth opened slightly. He knew he absolutely should leave, but he was frozen in place watching this beautiful young woman. Alex's tongue wiped across her lips as her hand began a rhythmic action in between her legs. Thomas' eyes were glued to the scene unfolding in front of him, and the growing stiffness in between his own legs was a clear indicator of his true desire to stay and watch to the conclusion. Alex's free hand made its way up her body and began to squeeze the nipple on her left breast. Even through the foggy reflection of the mirror, he could see it grow in between her finger and thumb. Retreating from in between her legs, her other hand quickly moved up to her wet bosom. Her hands made love to her breasts. She softly stroked them, then alternately pushed them together and pulled them apart. Thomas stared in awe as she squeezed them gently, rubbing her palms against her nipples and then stopping to squeeze them. She pinched her hard nipples, rolling them in between her fingers and pulling them out and then releasing them to snap back hard and long. It was all he could do to stop himself from unzipping right then and there and stroking his rock hard cock to the show unfolding before him. At that moment, more than anything else in the world, he wanted to bury his face in this stunning young woman's pussy, regardless of who her mother was. Alex's hands moved slowly downwards, meeting briefly to slip gently in between her legs in one smooth motion, and then moving back upwards to continue roaming all over her body. She spread her legs slightly as one hand settled onto a breast and the other moved back down between her legs. A pair of fingers spread her lips apart while the others dipped between to stroke her clit. Her motions were slow, smooth, and soft. Thomas stared as her hand moved faster and faster. He could see her chest rising and falling a little quicker and a little deeper, and her face becoming more and more flushed. Her eyes were completely closed now and, with her head thrown back, her fingers were alternating between rubbing her swollen clit and plunging in and out of her pussy. Then, to his astonishment, he watched as she pulled those fingers from her wet snatch and brought them up to her lips. Gently, she licked her juices off. Stunned, he could not believe his eyes. Watching his wife's sexy daughter masturbate in the shower and taste her own come almost made his raging hard-on explode without his laying so much as a finger on it. His heart was racing. Then, all of a sudden, he saw Alex's eyes shoot open and her stare immediately lock onto the mirror. He held his breath and froze -- she was looking right at him. Thomas could not move, could not speak. He had no idea what to do. Then, to his astonishment, he swore he saw little smile creep onto her lips, ever so briefly, before she turned her head away and reached to turn off the shower. Taking this as his cue to exit, Thomas slowly backed away and slipped out of the pool house. He was positive that she had seen him. There was no way that her look and smile was a mere coincidence. He cursed himself for the situation he was now in - a situation that was completely his fault. Then, he cursed himself a second time for what he was about to do next. Slowly, he made his way back to the house, knowing full well that he was about to go upstairs and make passionate love to his wife, all the while picturing, and wishing it was, her daughter. *** He felt like he was on the brink of going insane. The images of his wife's daughter in the shower pleasuring herself were permanently tattooed on his brain. Thomas knew he was in trouble. As if things were not bad enough before the shower incident, ever since that night, Alex was pretty much all he could think about. Much to his own personal disgrace, every time he made love to his wife, no matter how much he tried to stop it, all he could picture was fucking her beautiful young daughter. To make matters worse, to his own disgust, he could not help but admit to himself that the subsequent orgasms he experienced from those fantasy fuelled fucking sessions with Lorraine, were by far some of the most satisfying of his entire life. It had been a couple of weeks since the taboo episode in the pool house and not a word had been spoken between Thomas and Alex about the encounter. He was still positive that she had caught him watching her and assumed that she was either too embarrassed about the situation to say anything or did not want to upset the status quo in the house by bringing the incident to light. Regardless of her reason for keeping it quiet, he was quite relieved that she had. His sense of relief was short-lived though, when a last minute weekend business trip popped up for his wife, setting the stage for him to be left alone from Friday to Monday with her daughter, and his forbidden lusts for the young lady. When Friday night arrived, Thomas put forth his best efforts to avoid any contact with Alex. He met a business associate for dinner and made every excuse to prolong the meal and delay his return home. Even after parting ways with his dining companion, he deliberately chose the longest possible route home from the restaurant, as well as made sure to drive well under the posted speed limit. Finally, with all his stalling endeavours exhausted, he reluctantly pulled into the driveway, desperately hoping that the sexy young woman on his mind was either out or in bed for the evening. He walked in the front door and breathed a sigh of relief. The house was dimly lit and seemed pretty quiet. It was a good bet that she was indeed either out or had already gone to bed. As he softly made his way through the front room and towards the hallway leading to the bedrooms, he smiled to himself at a job well done in avoiding any uncomfortable scene with his wife's daughter. He was part way down the hall when his self-congratulatory bliss took a turn. "I thought I heard something." The soft voice behind him half-whispered. Thomas stopped dead in his tracks at the sound of her voice and he cursed his luck. He was mere steps away from his bedroom. "Sorry, hope I didn't wake you." He replied, shifting uncomfortably to adjust for the immediate bulge in his pants as he turned around to face her. Alex looked absolutely dreamy standing in front of him in a periwinkle blue cotton nightie with a low-cut, ribbon-trimmed neckline that did a fine job of showing off her flawless bosom, not to mention barely covered her perfect little ass. Her blonde hair still looked a little damp from her evening shower and spilled down over her shoulders and down her back in seductively tangled waves. He could not help but involuntarily swallow as he took in the beauty before him. "No, I was actually just on my way to bed now." She answered with a smile. "Goodnight." She added, and then, much to his astonishment, stepped towards him and gave him a gentle peck on the cheek before turning and walking into her bedroom. Thomas stood there frozen for at least a full minute as his mind raced to catch up with the interaction that had just taken place. His heart was racing and he could swear that his cock had never been harder in his entire life. Finally, he pulled himself together enough to make his way into his bedroom before he passed out in the hallway from sensory overload. With sweat rapidly accumulating on his brow, he quickly began to undress in an effort to combat the sudden overheating his body was overcome with. His head was spinning and his groin ached as his prick strained against the confines of his clothing. Tossing his shirt and tie to the floor, he hurriedly proceeded to follow suit with his pants and boxers. As soon as he pulled his underwear off, his dick sprang out at full attention. It was so erect it pulsated with each beat of his heart. Step-Daddy's Little Girl His immediate reaction was to jerk off right then and there. To close his eyes and replay the images of Alex in the shower a couple of weeks ago and in her skimpy lingerie kissing his cheek in the hallway just moments earlier as he pleasured himself. But as his hand moved towards his twitching cock to do just that, he suddenly stopped himself, desperately wanting to be a better man than that. Thomas squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head from side to side, trying frantically to knock the illicit thoughts of his wife's daughter from his mind. It was a valiant effort, but the competing argument coming from his groin made it a losing one. The raging hard-on throbbing in between his legs needed to be dealt with. He knew that what he was feeling was wrong, but he felt helpless to stop it. Almost in a trance-like state, he suddenly found himself back out in the hallway, stark naked, softly making his way toward Alex's bedroom. As he made it to the door, he was fortunate enough to discover it slightly ajar, and without any hesitation, he gently eased it open further to allow him to look in. This time, he did not stop his hand from making contact with his aching prick as he laid eyes on the breathtaking young lady lying on the bed. Lucky for him it was a humid evening and she had opted to throw the covers off of her, leaving her magnificent 20-year-old, nightie-clad body on full display. Without even realizing he had begun doing it, his hand slowly started to move back and forth on his shaft as he gazed upon her. He wondered if she was actually asleep already, after all it had only been a few minutes since their exchange in the hallway. He also wondered if she was wearing any panties underneath her sparse lingerie. All of a sudden she shifted slightly, sending Thomas into a near panic as he held his breath in anticipation of getting caught. Fortunately her eyes did not open, leading him to believe that perhaps she had already fallen asleep. He exhaled slowly as he continued to slide his hand up and down his rock hard dick. Then, much to his delight, he noticed something else that her slight movement had uncovered. She was indeed not wearing any panties. Alex's little blue nightie had slid up her body ever so slightly when she had subconsciously adjusted her position on the bed, and he could clearly see that she was completely unencumbered below the waist. She was clean shaven, and he could just make out the outline of her pristine pussy lips in the faint light that crept into the room from the hallway. Instinctively, his hand began to move faster on his cock as he stared at her exposed snatch. He was in a complete and total haze. A part of him knew what he was doing was despicable, but it was almost as if that portion of him was watching another man. He did nothing to halt his actions. Wanton lust and carnal desires were controlling his each and every thought and movement at this point. His hand was now stoking his shaft as fast as was humanly possible. Finally, it happened. Not the release that Thomas and his piston-like arm movement were hoping for, but something else entirely. The cloud of sexual hunger and need fully enveloped him. Before he even knew what was happening, he had made his way into the bedroom. Despite the trance-like stupor, Thomas moved with precision and speed. Cock in hand, he quickly manoeuvred himself to the bed and in one swift, cat-like movement, he eased himself onto the bed, seemingly without waking the sleeping beauty lying before him. As he gazed down upon her, there may have been an instant when his conscious managed the slightest protest, but it was no match for his licentious lust. And then, faster than he could say 'dirty stepfather' he did it. Alex's eyes jumped open and she let out a gasp as soon as their flesh connected. But before her eyes could even focus or her breath could form a word, she felt him slip inside of her. He groaned in long-awaited satisfaction as he pushed his hips forward and buried as much of his dick into her sweet young cunt as he could in a single thrust. She did not struggle against him right away, her mind and body still trying to comprehend the sudden onslaught. But it did not take her long to regain her senses. "Thomas?" She half-asked and half-whimpered as her hands began to push his body away. "What? No?" Oblivious to her words, his hands quickly moved to pin hers down and his mouth intuitively covered her lips to silence her voice. His hips continued to pump back and forth, driving his prick harder and harder with each thrust as his tongue darted into her mouth in a deep, depraved kiss. She could not stop the involuntarily moan that escaped from her mouth and into his as they kissed. The steady pace of his cock slamming in and out of her tender fuck-hole was undeniably having a profound effect on her libido. Finally he broke their kiss and pulled his head back to look at her as he continued to force himself into her and hold her down. "Oh Alex..." he moaned, staring her right in the eyes as he fucked her. The satisfied grin on his face told her how much he was enjoying himself as she looked back at her mother's husband as he had his way with her. Slowly, Thomas let go of her pinned arms and took hold of her legs as he moved his body off of hers to allow himself more room to manoeuvre her body to his desire. Much to her own surprise, she did not immediately begin to struggle once her arms were free. And then, faster than you can say 'naughty step-daughter' it happened. She reached up, took hold of the back of his head and pulled him back down on top of her. This time it was her lips that found his and her tongue that forced its way into his mouth. Alex knew it was wrong. But she could not help herself. She told herself that she was just caught up in the moment, but a part of her knew that this was not some spontaneous event. Ever since that night by the pool with her girlfriends when his name came up, despite her own efforts to stop it, thoughts of her mother's husband had been slowly creeping into her sexual fantasies. And then after she caught him peeping on her in the shower a couple of weeks ago, things had gotten even worse. She could hardly stop thinking about him. As much as she was disgusted with herself for having those thoughts, she found it impossible to stifle them. It had not taken long for her to find herself constantly fantasizing about fucking him as she pleasured herself. And now, the unthinkable had happened. Finally Thomas broke their kiss and pulled his head back in astonishment at her reciprocation. "Let me get on top." She said with a devilish grin as she stared up at him. *** Alex hovered above his pulsating cock for just a few seconds before dropping down onto his manhood. He let out a deep groan of approval as her wet pussy slid slowly down over his shaft. She rolled her hips, forcing his hard dick deeper and deeper inside of her with each movement as he stared up at her in amazement. He watched, mouth agape, as she quickly pulled her nightie off over her head and tossed it aside. Instinctively, his hands shot up and cupped her supple young tits as he sat up towards her. Gently, he brushed his tongue across one of her nipples. "Mmmm... yes." She moaned in appreciation. She followed that up with another low moan as he took her nipple fully into his mouth and began to suck, long and hard. All the while, her hips moved back and forth, sliding her slick cunt up and down his eager prick. "Oh, yes." She whispered in his ear as he feasted on her breast. "Fuck me Thomas, fuck me." Just hearing her say those words almost made him explode, let alone the exhilaration he was feeling having her impaled on his throbbing cock. He groaned loudly as she slammed up and down, her perfect tits dancing before him and her tangled blonde hair flying wildly with each bounce. "Oh fuck!" He cried out, unable to contain his words any longer. "Fuck me Alex! Ride my cock!" His encouraging words seemingly spurring her on, she began to buck up and down faster and faster, then leaned down to lock lips with him for a brief, but incredibly passionate kiss. "Yes! Oh, God yes!" She bellowed in between ragged breaths. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Suddenly one of her hands bolted down her body and began furiously stroking her swollen clit as his cock continued slamming into her fiery fuck-hole. She moaned in ecstasy as she rubbed her button, squeezing her eyes shut as she gave herself the added pleasure as she rode him. "Fuck yes!" Thomas growled as he watched her bring her hand up from her clit and slowly lick her fingers clean of her sticky love juices. "Fuck me baby!" She swirled her hips in a circular motion, grinding down hard onto his cock. Both of her hands took hold of her heaving bosom and squeezed her flesh. She squealed in pleasure as she stared down at her new lover. "Oh, Thomas," She breathed flintily, "Does that feel good? Do you like that?" "God yes!" He answered quickly, his balls swelling rapidly. "It feels so fucking good baby." "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me" She repeated over and over, squeezing her eyes shut again as she headed toward a long anticipated explosion. "Yes! Fuck me Alex! Fuck me!" He hollered, his own release fast approaching. "YESSSSS!!!!!" She wailed as her orgasm burst within her. Her hot fuck juices streamed down onto his aching balls and he quickly took hold of her hips and drove his cock as deep into her as he could. "FUCK YES!!!" He yelled with a shudder as he exploded inside of her. Exhausted and out of breath, she collapsed down on top of him and immediately snuggled into his embrace. Struggling to catch his breath as well, Thomas wrapped his arms around his wife's daughter's hot and sweaty body. "My God Alex," he whispered. "What have we done?" Step Daddy's Little Girl Ch. 02 April laid there totally naked and helpless tied wide between the trees. The fucking machine continued to stroke in and out of her slowly, only a couple inches at a time. Rick ran his fingers lightly on the inside of April's thighs, "I'll be back." "Don't leave, please? Rick?" The excitement heightened as she watched Rick walk back to the house. She could feel her wetness running down the crack of her ass. The slow constant rhythm of the dildo barely parting her lips was driving her crazy. The helplessness and fear of being caught by her friends only added to the excitement. Five long minutes passed before she seen Rick walking towards her carrying the briefcase. "How are we doing?" Rick asked as he knelt down and checked her wetness. "Your little pussy likes my toy, huh?" April didn't know what to say. It felt good, and yet it didn't. Rick shut of the machine. "Time to adjust it." "Adjust what?" "You'll see." He lengthened the stroke to about four inches, then turned it back on, slow. "Oh...fuck! Oooh." "That's it," Rick said as he opened the briefcase. He then leaned over and took April's left nipple in his mouth and began to nibble on it, then sucked hard. She moaned as Rick licked and played with her little tits. Rick slowly fastened a nipple clamp to her right nipple squeezing it tight. "Are you ready to call me sir yet? April just ached from the constant stroking in and out of her wet pussy. She felt a building inside of her she had never experienced. "No answer? Maybe this nipple will make you talk," Rick said as he fastened the other nipple clamp tight. "Ohhhh, Rick, yes, ooooh." Rick reached the control and turned the speed up on the fucking machine to about twice a second. April moved her head from side to side squeezing her fists tight. "Oh my God, Yes, yes, yes, Ahhhhh..." She shook as the machine continued it's mission. "Oh stop, stop, stop, oh please stop," April cried out as her toes curled. "Stop?" Rick asked as he slowed the rhythm back down to slow. Hmmm, company is here!" "What?" Rick got up and met the car in the driveway before it could come all the way in. April lay there terrified trying to see who it was. It was no use testing the restraints, she had done that before. Besides, she was exhausted from the most powerful orgasm that she had ever experienced. April heard the car restart and back out of the driveway. She was relieved that her friends wouldn't see her like this, and that Rick was coming back. "That was Shannon and her slutty looking friend. Any more guests that I should know about? The next car I am going to let drive in." "Please, no!" "Rick turned the machine on high again, "Time to come clean young lady, now!" "No, no, stop it...yes, Mike is coming over. Please don't let him see me like this, please?" Rick shut off the machine. "Why don't you want Mike to see you like this? If you are going to act like a little slut, why not let him see?" "Please, please no?" "We'll see. Depends on your attitude," He said as he added two more inches increasing the stroke now to six. April could only stare at the sky through the trees before Rick turned it back on slow. "Very good," as he tapped her little muff. Rick grabbed the largest butt plug in his collection and put a small amount of lube on the tip. He slowly encircled her virgin hole, then began to ease it in. "Oh, nooooo, stop, st..." Rick increased the speed again and pushed the plug in all the way until it seated. He pulled it out slowly, then pushed it in again hard. "Rick! Oooooh, Gawd yes, yes, I'm gonna cum, Ahhhh...." He tapped her muff lightly as he slowed the machine back down to a crawl. "Stop it, shut it off, please?" Rick let April catch her breath as he again lengthened the stroke two more inches. The machine now would take a full eight inch stroke. April's breathing was rapid as she tried to regain control. "Rick. Rick, I'm sorr..." Her sentence was interrupted by the deep thrust of the machine. Rick set the speed to slow as he watched the expressions on young April's face. Her face was flushed, and her body wet with perspiration as the relentless machine continued to take her deep. He kissed April softly on the lips touching the side of her face softly. April kissed Rick back passionately as she could feel herself building inside again. "Oh Rick, I want you," She whispered to him, then bit his bottom lip as the pleasure built inside. "You're going to make me cum again, ooooh.." "That's it, cum for me," as he turned up the speed. "I'm coming, oooo yes, yes! Oh...my...God...yeeeees!" Rick stood up, "Your boyfriends here!" April couldn't stop the intense feeling. Her whole body shook as she released. The orgasm seemed like it lasted for minutes as the dildo continued to thrust in and out. She could see just the front of a car parked in the driveway. The thought of being caught like this only aroused her more. It was several minutes before the car left and Rick returned. He immediately turned the machine down to a real slow speed. "Nooooo.." Rick grabbed a vibrating egg and turned it on high. April could hear the high pitch sound of the egg but was startled as she felt the cold steel being pushed firmly on her clit. He pushed hard on her swollen clit with the egg while tapping at a steady rhythm on her plug. "Stop, stop, Rick stop, ooooh, not again...Oh my God yes, yes, yes Ahhhhh..." April shook crying out to Rick, but he continued to rub her clit hard with the toy. With his left hand, he turned the machine back on high. The pounding of the eight inch dildo, the vibration on her clit and the tapping on the plug that was deep inside of her tight ass was just too much for April's helpless body. "Rick...Rick, Rick...I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Rick, Sir? Please forgive me, I'm soo sooorry, pleeeeease..." Rick immediately shut off the egg and the fucking machine. April, still out of breath, continued to apologize. "I'm, I'm sorry Sir...that I lied to you and disappointed you. Slowly, Rick withdrew the eight inch dildo from April's soaked pussy. She moaned as it slipped free. He sat the machine off to the side and lowered his lips to April's swollen clit. As he slowly tasted her for the first time, April cried out. Her clit was now so tender that Rick's hot tongue repeatedly lapping on her clit was sending her again over the edge. "Oh yeees, Sir, that's it, yes, oh yes..." Rick pulled on her plug slowly releasing it from it's tight home. He continued to eat here plunging his tongue in and out of her, then concentrating again on her clit. As Rick reinserted the plug, then pulled it out as he sucked hard on her clit. "That's it, yes, yes, I'm gonna cum. Rick, oooh, yes..." Rick's face was met by an immense clear liquid that squirted from April. He continued to lick her clit as she screamed out and squirted again. April lay limp as Rick untied the ropes that had held her all afternoon. He left the handcuffs on making sure that they weren't too tight. He then picked up her limp body and carried her back to the house. "I'm sorry that I disappointed you Sir." April whispered. Step Daddy's Little Girl Ch. 03 Rick carried April's naked body back into the house and set her in a chair. "I want you to clean this house up that you and your friends messed up last night. My buddy from work is coming over in a couple hours." April held her arms out so that Rick could unlock the hand cuffs. "Those can stay on until you clean this house." "But I'm naked," April whimpered. "Then I suggest that you hurry before someone comes over. Are you expecting company?" "No," she said softly. "If you are lying, I will lead you right outside to them, naked or not. You need to start acting like a lady. If you want to act like a little whore, I will treat you like one. Disappoint me again and I will take you over my knee, I don't care where we are or who is there, understand?" "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Sir." "Now clean up this mess." April quickly began to pick up all the beer cans as she constantly looked out the window. She knew that her girlfriends may stop by at anytime. April thought back to last night trying to remember who she may have invited tonight. Her mind was a blank. The only thing that she knew for sure is how vulnerable she felt. She was scared, yet she couldn't shake the feeling of being turned on. Rick sat in the living room watching TV as April continued to clean up the kitchen. "Company!" April watched the car drive by the kitchen window. It was this guy she just met last night. "C'mon," Rick said as he grabbed April by the cuffs and led her forcefully towards the door. "No! Please, no." "Did you invite him?" "I don't know. I can't remember." Rick opened the inside door as the man walked towards the house. April dropped to her knees and looked up at Rick. "Please?" "Please? Please what?" "Please, sir?" Rick let go of the cuffs and walked out the screen door. "Don't move." April watched as Rick talked to the guy that she had met last night. Was Rick going to bring him into the house? She wanted to hide, but found herself getting aroused at the thought of being caught, hand cuffed and naked. She watched cautiously as she reached between her legs to her wetness. They were only about fifteen feet away but she still couldn't hear what they were saying. April found herself rubbing her clit as she watched the man walk away and get back into his car. Rick was coming towards the house, but she couldn't stop masturbating. Rick opened the door and looked at April kneeling with her hands between her legs. "Anyone else coming over?" "I don't know." "Finish up your work," Rick said as he helped her to her feet. April was aware of her wetness as she walked back into the kitchen to finish the dishes. Rick stood behind her and put his hands on her ass. He pulled her cheeks apart and ran a finger inside, barely touching her wetness. April moaned and leaned forward pressing her tits firmly on the edge of the sink. Rick parted her awaiting lips with his fingers, "If you come downstairs ,tonight, I want you to dress and act like a lady when my friend arrives. Understand?" Rick asked as he plunged his middle finger deep into her. "Ohh....Yes, yes, Sir." He pulled his finger out slowly, "I want you to go clean yourself up, shave those legs and put on a dress...and no playing! Understand?" "Yes Sir." "I'll finish up here. Let me see those cuffs." April held up the hand cuffs so that Rick could unlock them. She rubbed her tender wrists as he released the restraints that bound her for most of the day. "Thank you Sir," She said as she turned to go up to the bathroom. "Leave the door open." April ran upstairs and started to run her bath. She looked through her closet trying to figure out what she was going to wear before settling herself in the warm bath water. As she shaved her legs, April just couldn't figure out why she was still so horny. She had never had so many orgasms as she had felt today. Still, she had the urge to touch herself. As she touched up around her pussy, April kept on shaving removing all her hair. The warm water felt great against her soft skin as she laid back in the tub. Within seconds, her right hand found it's way between her spread legs. "Ah, Hmmm," Rick said as he cleared his throat watching from the door. "I'm sorry," April said as she quickly sat up and covered herself. "Get dressed, I'll punish you later." April waited for Rick to go back downstairs before she got out of the tub. After an hour, April returned downstairs wearing a tight short knit skirt and a tank top without a bra that showed off her belly. Mike had already arrived and was sitting in the living room with Rick having a beer. "Mike, this is April. She currently is grounded. Isn't that right?" "Yes Sir." "What did she do? Mike asked. Rick just laughed. "Let's see, her and her friends trashed the house last night when we were gone and would you believe that I caught her masturbating not once, but twice today?" April just stood in front of the men looking down at the floor. "Show Mike your wrists." April held out her arms to show Mike the red marks that still remained from the cuffs that she wore earlier. As she did, Rick grabbed her right wrist and pulled her towards him. "The red marks are from these hand cuffs," Rick said as he pulled them from his back pocket and clicked them around her right wrist. "Give me your other hand." "Noooo," April cried out and fought to get away. "Now!" Rick commanded. April reluctantly held out her left arm so that Rick could attach the other cuff. "Didn't I tell you to dress like a lady tonight? Still, you dress like a little whore." Rick stood up and walked behind April. "When you dress like this, you must want everyone to see your tits, don't you?" Before April could answer, Rick pulled the little tank top up and over her head exposing her 34A breasts. "There, now Mark can see them better, huh?" April tried to get away, but Rick still had a hold of her tank top that now wrapped around her cuffs. "Rick?" "I told you before that if you act like a little slut, I will treat you as one. I also said that I would take you over my knee, didn't I? April stood there mute as Rick sat back down in his chair. He pulled her close to him. "We can do this easy or hard, your choice." "Please Rick, no, not in front of him." "I want you to lay across my knee, now!" April started to cry, "I'm sorry, please, no/" Rick firmly pulled April across his knee and wrapped his right leg over her left holding her in place. She tried to struggle, but with her hands cuffed, all she could do is hold herself in place. "Nooooo..." "Hold still, the more that you fight me, the longer and harder that you will get spanked, understand?" "Understand?" "Yes Sir," She whispered, still crying. Rick pulled up on her short knit skirt exposing her ass to Mike. "No panties? You're just a little whore aren't you?" She laid there quietly across Rick's knee until she felt his hand strike her bare ass hard. "Ow!" "Aren't you?" Rick asked again as he slapped her ass three more times hard. "Yes, yes, oh Rick, please, nooooo..." April cried out as she struggled to escape. "Settle down. You just added ten more. Do you want another ten?" "No." April gave up the fight and realized the inevitable. She was exposed totally to Mike and humiliated like never before. As Rick's hand found it's mark over and over on her tender ass, April cried out again and again, "Ow, Ow...Owww!" April lost count as Rick continued to redden her bare bottom. There was something about all of this that aroused her. Was it the humiliation, the power this man had over her, or the fact of being forced to expose herself to a complete stranger. What ever it was, she was getting wetter with every slap. Rick's last slap ended with him pushing April off his knee to the floor. She curled up and laid perfectly still. "Oh no you don't, you little whore. You wanted to show off your little pussy, show it off!? Rick said as he rolled April to her back. "Spread your legs. Show him!" April put her hands between her legs covering her pussy as she opened her legs. "No, show him." She slowly took her hands away and exposed her clean shaven pussy to Mark. "Hey Mark, is she wet?" Rick asked as he walked from the room. Mark reached down and parted Aprils little lips. "She's soaked." Rick returned with his briefcase and opened it on the floor next to April. "Roll over, and get on you knees." April looked up at Rick and seen how serious he looked. She rolled over and got on her hands and knees with her ass facing Mark. "Put your head down." Rick said as he guided her. Rick grabbed her tank top from around her cuffs placed it over the top of her head and knelt on both sides holding April firmly in place. "Hold still, and spread those legs, now." "Mark, grab those Ben Wa balls." April felt the cold steel balls being pushed into her, one at a time, until both were pushed deep into her soaked pussy. She felt Marks fingers moving the balls around making them vibrate inside, "Ooooh, ah..." Mark pulled his fingers out slowly making her ache for more. She waited and waited until finally she felt a cold liquid run down the crack of her ass. She felt Mark's finger circling around her forbidden hole until her forced it in slowly. "Nooo..." Rick still had her pinned down as she felt Mark's finger work in and out slowly until he removed it completely. It was quickly replaced by a larger cold object that he eased in until it seated in place. The full feeling was completed by Mark turning on the vibe. "Oh, my God.." Rick unpinned April and raised her head. She watched as he unbuckled and lowered his pants. She had never seen a cock so big, and it wasn't fully hard. It just throbbed inches from her face. He guided it to her mouth and grabbed her hair. She couldn't raise her hands or she would lose her balance. April could only open her mouth and take this huge cock. As April began to suck on the head of Rick's cock, she felt her pussy being forced open and taken fully from behind. Mark took full long slow strokes making the Ben Wa balls click against one another. Each deep stroke, he pressed his body against her plug vibe and her reddened ass. She tried to cry out, but Rick would only force his cock deeper down her throat. Her body built up inside until she shook violently with pleasure. Mark was relentless, pounding harder and harder until he suddenly stopped, then slowly slipped out. Rick pulled his cock out of April's mouth. He slapped the side of her face with it, then got up and walked around behind her. He was replaced with Mark removing his condom in front of her face. "Can you suck me hard, little whore?" April opened her mouth and took Marks flaccid cock. She loved the taste of Mark's cum and how his soft cock felt in her mouth. She was interrupted by Rick removing the vibrating plug from her tight hole. "Ohh..." As she concentrated again on Mark, she felt her ass hole being forced open. "Noooo!" All she could think of the size of his cock. She had never had anal sex before, and being taken by Rick... Owww!" Slowly, Rick slid in, a little at a time. She tried to move forward to get away, but Mark held her in place. "Suck this, slut." She tried to suck Mark, but it hurt too bad. Rick worked it in and out slowly taking it a little deeper on every stroke. April tried to cry out, but Mark forced is ever growing cock deeper down her throat. April found her pain soon turned to pleasure as Rick worked his way in and out. She didn't want it in there, and now, she just wanted it deeper. She met Rick, slowly at first until she took him fully. "Suck me!" Mark ordered as she continued to meet Rick's thrusts. April's mind was a blur. She had always fantasized about having two men, and now, being taken by two controlling men as she submitted fully to them was just too much. She felt herself building deep in her stomach, a feeling she had never felt before. Each full stroke that Rick made, brought her closer to the edge. Mark's soft cock was now fully hard as he pulled out and began to stroke it just inches from her face. "Yes, yes, fuck, ooooh..." April moaned watching Mark masturbate. "Fuck!" Mark cried out as he shot his load over April's face. He stuffed it back in her mouth as he shook as April sucked him dry. As Mark pulled away, April's head dropped to the floor as she reached back to touch herself. Rick pounded furiously grabbing her knit skirt that still wrapped around her waist. April shook with the build up that she felt as she rubbed her clit. "Oooh, oh my God... I'm gonna cum. Yes, yes, yeees..." With the intense gush, April found herself face first, flat on the floor with her hands still between her legs. Her body quivered uncontrollably as she felt Rick's hot cum splatter on the back of her thighs and calves. After a couple of minutes, April felt a light tap on her ass, "Roll over." Exhausted, she rolled over and laid there limp, not caring about anything. "Mark, grab that leg," Rick said as he grabbed the other one. "We need to get those Ben Wa balls." April felt Rick's fingers digging in her pussy deep. The balls moved loosely in her wetness as he forced another finger in spreading her wide. "Hold that leg tight." Her legs tightened as he dug deep. Without notice, April felt the flickering of Rick's hot tongue on her clit. She held her head up for a second to watch, but the intensity of the balls clicking inside and his licking was too much. "Oooh." Not again, she thought as she raised her hips to Rick's fingers and tongue. Her body twitched at every lick that Rick made. "Yees, yes, ahhh...ahhhh" April arched her back and clamped her legs hard on Rick's head as she felt her body release. Mark and Rick were no match to the strength of her legs as she came. Rick continued to lick as long as she held him in a headlock, her body shaking until she finally just collapsed, releasing Rick. Mark dressed and sat back down in his chair. Rick laid next to April and brushed the hair from the carpet burn on her forehead. "Now, are you ready to start acting like a young lady?" April put her hands between her open legs, looked at Rick and giggled, "No?"