11 comments/ 54670 views/ 51 favorites Judge Daddy By: Yogakay Thanks to Don for editing this story. ***** Sitting in his chambers, the distinguished and handsome judge shook his head. Lust burned in his veins for someone society said he could never have. Torture was the only word to describe what the tall dark haired man was experiencing. Even while on the bench when he needed to pay attention, his blue eyes would glaze over as he imagined Kay nude and open to all the love he wanted to give her. Kay was unlike any woman he had ever been lucky enough to meet. Turning nineteen in only two weeks the blonde, five foot, green eyed beauty was still a virgin. Blooming late in life had left the bubbly teenager awkward around males. Her beauty and shyness equaled bitch to most men. Feeling rejected, Kay's self-esteem continued to plummet as her beauty grew. Straight A's in all subjects, an infectious laugh and a general concern for others made her a wonderful person. Large firm breasts with pink tips, a softly rounded belly, and a firmly curved ass made the petite young woman the possessor of all things feminine. Again the tortured man shook his head. It was time to return home. Of course, that was the problem. A text from his unfaithful wife had curtly informed him of her upcoming absence. Apparently, the stress of parenthood was just too much. Headed to a spa with a "friend," at the last moment gave Mark and Kay alone time. As he stood, he looked around his chambers. Oak paneling, dark furniture and a view of downtown Austin bore witness. The forty something man was a success. At least, professionally. His home was another story. Cast out of his wife's bed ten years prior, he had wanted to leave. He raged, sulked and threatened. His tall, too thin wife had sneered. If he left, he would never see his step daughter again. She knew just how much he cared. Shuddering at the memory, he again despaired. His then eight year old step daughter needed him. He was the only Daddy she knew. To make it worse, Kay was such a sad little girl. Horribly overweight, awkward and with a happy disposition had made the young girl an easy target. Bullied at school, she was treated worse at home. Her mother also pointed out with disgust in her voice what a "fatty" her daughter was. No comfort was offered. There was no telling what might have happened if he hadn't hung around. Concern for his sweet step daughter had compelled him to hire physical trainers, diet coaches and lifestyle consultants. There was no way he could have sat back and seen her self-destruct. He just loved his step daughter too much. It had worked. His sweet and way too innocent step daughter was now exquisite. Kay now made other women flinch when she walked by. Despite looking like what men dreamed about, her self-esteem kept her isolated. She was the friend who helped other girls get ready for dates. Hurtling towards home on North 183, Mark felt frightened by his desires. The judge always followed the rules. Now he was struggling with a need so dark and unacceptable that rules had ceased to matter. He wanted to open Kay's eyes and show her what she possessed. Her true worth had to be revealed. If she continued on with her head down, her life held little hope. What stood in Mark's way was social convention. He had taught Kay to ride a bike, swim and play twenty-one. Now, he wanted to teach her how beautiful she was. And he wanted to teach her to make love. She deserved to be released from the weight of self-hatred. They weren't really related anyhow, he reminded himself. Standing in the Tuscan inspired oversized kitchen, the petite teenager hurried from stove to oven. Her dad would be home soon. A text from her mom had told her she was to take care of her father. Her mom was tired of Kay always hanging around the house and needed a break. Kay could just hear her perfectly beautiful mom heave a deep sigh. "Kay is such trouble," her mother always complained. Added with a sad face emoticon was the news she wasn't surprised to receive. Her mom wouldn't be back in time for her nineteenth birthday. No party was planned. Though Kay was friendly with everyone, she just didn't have any real friends. It would just be her and her dad celebrating her birth. Pulling her long golden hair into a ponytail she continued to cook for her father. Pasta with fresh tuna and a cilantro dressing, steamed vegetables and fresh fruit were on the menu. Both father and daughter kept themselves trim. Confusion caused the exquisite teenager to pause. No reason explained her need to "freshen up." It was just her dad coming home. It wasn't like they were expecting his group of buddies for the evening. Kay had crushed on her father's best friends since she started college. She always "fixed" herself up when any of her father's friends were there. The expressions on the older men's faces when they thought they were unobserved made her tingle between the legs. Recently she had started "getting ready" for her father. Dishes prepared Kay headed to her room. More a suite than a bedroom, Kay's room was a study in hope. Posters of exotic locales lined the pink walls. A white four poster bed sat in the middle of the spacious room. Beloved since she was a child, a pink polka dot coverlet draped the queen sized bed. Assorted stuffed animals sat perched on ruffled pillows. A small pink loveseat and white coffee table provided seating and a door lead into her private bathroom. White travertine lined the floors and walls in the spacious room. A large two seater shower occupied one side and a built in dark wood dressing table the other. Potions promising beauty lined the table and a full length mirror sat propped in one corner. It was the mirror that Kay hurried to. Standing before the tall gold flecked mirror, Kay turned a critical eye to herself. No longer asking why, she began to prepare for her father. Stripping in front of the mirror, her slanted green eyes slowly appraised herself. She knew her breasts got a lot of attention. Men seemed unable to not stare at the two oversized curves. Her torso was lean and she knew her weight was perfect but she did wish she wasn't so soft. Her belly remained rounded despite the sit-ups she did religiously. Her hips were another thing. Two firmly rounded curves drew eyes and comments of men. Despite the tingling within, Kay always rushed away as calls about her ass followed her. She didn't understand why men were always commenting on her assets. Sometimes she feared they were making fun of her. How could anyone really want to do the things she heard them say? As horrible as it all sounded she always responded to their words. Slipping a too short white cotton sundress over her lightly tanned body Kay tried to ignore the excitement rising within her. Looking at the white lace thong she had chosen, she changed her mind. She wanted to feel the fabric of her dress caressing her ass. Lip gloss and a little mascara applied, she returned to meal preparations. A text awaited her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she read. Her dad was an important man. He was truly sorry but he had to leave town unexpectedly. With a kiss emoticon he reassured her that he would be home in time for her birthday. Sniffling in disappointment, Kay tried to look ahead as she headed back to the kitchen. Birthdays were always special when her father was in charge. * Two weeks came and went and the sternly handsome judge still felt tormented. Lying to his beloved step daughter had been difficult. There hadn't been any out of town emergency. He had been at the downtown Marriott the last two weeks. But now he had to return home. Today was Kay's birthday. Pacing back and forth in her pink and white room, Kay chewed on her lower lip. Loneliness the last two weeks had been terrible. Her mother hadn't texted once. In contrast her father sent a good morning and goodnight text daily in addition to their ongoing chats throughout the day. The beautiful teenager was still more girl than woman. Her nervousness was proof. A gift card had arrived from her father earlier in the week directing her to buy something "special" to wear for her birthday dinner. Reservations had been made at Perry's downtown. Perry's was Austin's premier steakhouse and was both trendy and traditional. Good Texas beef and Gulf seafood were fused into popular dishes. Lines extended for hours on the weekends. Waiting on her four poster bed was the outfit she had chosen. A green silk sundress that plunged in the back had been purchased at Nordstrom's. Kay hoped her daddy wouldn't think it was too grown up. She just couldn't resist how the emerald silk made her feel. The softness of the material was sensual against her skin and the daring short hemline revealed Kay's lean muscular legs. She liked showing her legs. Even before she lost weight, her father had told her that her legs were beautiful. Kay decided against any underwear. Her large C-cup breasts were full and high and she didn't want anything between her flesh and the thin silky material. Honey colored hair fluffed and sprayed hung to just the tops of her breasts. High cheekbones and slanted green eyes gave testimony to Kay's Native American heritage. Caressing CoCo Chanel perfume behind her ears, she wondered about the upcoming surprise. Her father had teased her. In one text he had told her she would never guess what she was getting the night of her birthday. The excited teenager knew her step-father wasn't kidding. The expensive cologne in her hands was his favorite. Given to her for no special reason, it was proof of her step dad's or as she liked to call him, "Judge Daddy's" generosity. Kay lost all track of time as she daydreamed about the upcoming evening. The sound of the garage opening snapped the young woman out of her stupor. Her Daddy was home! It had been two weeks and she squealed in childish delight at the sound of his arrival. Slipping on a pair of gold high heeled sandals she headed to her favorite person in the whole world. The tingling between her legs felt normal. Looking up from his work Blackberry, the distinguished judge's face split into a grin from ear to ear. The wide smile changed his face. Stern turned to boyish at the sight of his much loved step daughter. Approaching more like a Labrador puppy than the sexually mature woman she was, Mark caught her in a bear hug. Kay giggled at the feel of him and nuzzled her face into his neck and whispered, "You left me all alone." His stomach dropped at the sound of her words. Keeping Kay sheltered from loneliness had been his primary purpose as long as he could remember. His heart ached. Longing to make her sadness dissipate, he returned her embrace firmly. Bodies pressed together, his hand caressed the curvatures of her body. A body he had help perfect. It was his money that had paid for all the improvements. Dividends on his investment trembled in his arms. After tonight, she'd never feel substandard again. Reluctantly the judge released his stepdaughter and began to talk. Chit chat was exchanged and the pair departed for their special dinner. The judge's hand possessively placed in the small of Kay's back, he guided her past the people waiting and into the depths of the richly furnished restaurant. Original blown glass pendants hung from the ceiling over dark wood furniture. Male waiters rushed around dressed entirely in black and the elegant manager greeted patrons as they were granted entrance. Kay felt so grown up. This was her stepfather's favorite restaurant. He only took important people here. Pressure in her chest grew and warmth radiated between her legs. Giggling and feeling somehow different, she scooted into the booth tucked into a darkened corner. The handsome judge had selected their seating with care. Elegant plates of food came and consumed were whisked away. Dessert served and a second bottle of Champaign opened, and they talked. Nestled next her stepfather, Kay revealed secret hurts and disappointments. Saddened, Mark listened to tales of rejection. One long naturally tanned finger traced the outline of Kay's elegant face. Her features were perfect. Native American ancestors made the pale woman exotic. Mark felt lost to sanity as he stared a little too long into her bright green eyes. Kay's young eyes shone with unreleased sexuality. Contentment warmed Kay as she looked up to her stepfather. Judge Daddy understood. He had never failed her and he was always honest. This mattered. A biological father who was long gone and a mother burdened by her, had left Kay needy. The now familiar itch between her legs grew and her pale pink nipples hardened as she basked in her stepfather's intense gaze. Both of the two confused souls gulped champagne and tried to avoid what was right before their eyes. Mark understood that events had been set in motion and there was no going back. Inhaling the scent of his stepdaughter combined with his favorite cologne was nirvana. No aroma had ever smelled sweeter. A soft kiss, almost a whisper brushed Kay's pale brow. Moaning almost too softly to hear she pressed her face into her father's neck and placed a tiny kiss. "Fairy kisses" from her childhood now ached to become more. A groan settled in the Judge's chest and he pulled his stepdaughter into his arms. Tilting her head up, Kay parted her lips slightly. Nerves assaulted her. She had only been kissed in her dreams. Her bow shaped lips were too much to resist and the tall muscular judge lowered his lips to hers. His neatly groomed mustache tickled her and she sighed. Kay felt prickles of desire sweeping through her young body as her first kiss continued. Despite their over twenty year age difference, patrons smiled at the embracing couple. The pair made a beautiful couple. The real world receded and was forgotten as the two were lost in each other. Passion greater than either could have imagined contained them within its embrace. A small kiss grew deeper and with a sound of regret, the distinguished judge released his precious stepdaughter. "We have to get out of here," said low and serious. "Why?" A small pout was heard in her girlish question. "I have a surprise for you. I have a room nearby." When questioned, Mark told Kay he couldn't afford a DUI. Disappointment fell like a wet blanket as it wrapped itself around the nineteen year old. She had hoped that perhaps she was the reason her stepfather had gotten a room. Bill paid, Mark escorted the painfully young beauty into the warm Texas night. The Marriot was within walking distance, so with his hand again in the small of her back they strolled. Too lost in thoughts of the other, neither could say how long they walked. A deluxe suite awaited. Previously stocked with champagne, flowers and birthday gifts the modern room offered a place for privacy and celebration. Kay spun in circles with delight when she saw what awaited. Candles flickered n the dim room and jazz floated in the air as her eyes glanced towards her stepfather. His deep blue eyes shone with a look that made her feel weak inside. Not until he had seen the feelings of desire in Kay's eyes had he been sure of what he would do. She was ready. Her body was ripe and cried to be touched. It was his responsibility to teach her the things that all women should know. First on the list, her beauty. Sitting on the tweed loveseat, his eyes traced the curvature of her body. Kay squirmed under his inspection. Nervous, she spun around in the clingy dress and sought his approval. Her beauty he said was indisputable and it was time she knew it, "Do you trust me?" Words whispered and carried to her as sounds of approval were met with a nod. "Kay remove your dress, it's time you see what I do." His voice was deep and sounded somewhat foreign. The look on his face she had never seen. Moisture gathered within and she squirmed. "Kay. . . ." Looking up to her stepfather she whispered, "I'm afraid." Nervously, she bit her bottom lip. A nervous habit he remembered from childhood. Her vulnerability enflamed a fire already burning out of control. Words painful and believed spilled from her trembling lips. Too much neglect and rejection had shattered the self-worth of the exquisitely designed young woman. Her sadness reinforced his determination. She had to see what was so obvious to the rest of the world. Her beauty was powerful. Turning her around and now facing the dark wood mirror that hung above the dresser, Mark again nudged Kay towards nudity. Their eyes met in the mirror and with fear coiling within, she nodded. Grabbing the hem of her birthday dress, Kay lifted the green silk over her head. Only in gold heels she stood. Her eyes downcast Kay waited for her stepfather's next instruction. Taking her delicate chin in his hand, he lifted her head. In the mirror, green and blue eyes met once more. His gazed held hers. Her pale skin trembled and goosebumps appeared on her pale arms. Time stopped and he held his breath. Kay was even more beautiful than he had imagined. Many nights had been spent stroking himself as she dreamed of fairy tales down the hall. "Look at yourself . . . you are perfection personified . . . look." And she did. Large, firm breast stood proud with small rose colored nipples. A gently rounded belly led to the object of his countless sleepless nights. The membership at a local spa had paid off. One year of laser treatments left the young girl bare from her neck down. Two perfectly symmetrical pink lips were exactly as he had imagined. Need intensified deep in a place that reason could not enter. Eyes locked on her nude image in the mirror, Kay watched her stepfather step behind her. Trembling she felt her nipples tighten and a warmth radiating through her veins. Eyes wide she watched the mirror transfixed as two naturally tan hands grasped and lifted her breasts. Caressing and kneading the tender flesh he spoke. "Look at yourself . . . you're beautiful," and rolling her dark pink nipples between his fingers, he continued, "Your breasts are perfect. Men dream of such beauty." Between each compliment he kissed Kay's neck. "You believe your daddy, don't you?" "Yes, Judge Daddy," said in a manner that was both part moan and part whisper. Kay felt a pang. She knew this was wrong. She knew deep down she should make this stop but it just felt too good. His hands, lips and words made any protest pointless. She never wanted him to stop. Sadly, she realized she might not be a "nice" girl. Sadness was quickly replaced by rushes of pleasure through Kay's petite frame as her favorite person in the whole wide world released her breasts and gently stroked her slightly curved hips. Compliments and caresses continued as the birthday girl watched the couple in the mirror. Her body felt what the girl in the mirror felt but her mind felt numb. Holding Kay's hips firmly, Mark instructed her to look between her legs. Jolts of electricity were released as he gently ran one finger down the center of her core. She watched as he stopped right above her slit. Looking into the mirror his glazed eyes met hers and he smiled. "Your Daddy's girl right?" Love swelled in Kay's heart at his words. She belonged to him. Nodding, Kay beamed at her stepfather. Trust radiated from her bright green eyes as she looked to the man that always protected her. "Undress me Kay, you have a lot to learn tonight." With slender hands that trembled she turned and began to undress the man that had raised her. Alarms sounded but she pushed them away. Her stepfather would never hurt her. Now nude himself, the respected judge looked down on his precious girl. Patience warred with animalistic urges as the lean and muscular man struggled to move slowly. He didn't want to frighten. He wanted to claim. Pulling her chin up, Mark stared down into Kay's trust filled eyes and felt his resolve shaken. Everything in him twisted and turned as rising desire demanded relief. Judge Daddy "I love you, Baby Girl." He lowered his head. Rising on tiptoes, Kay wrapped her arms around Mark's neck. His lips met his stepdaughter's and a damn burst. Wrapping her golden hair in his hand a little too roughly, he pulled her further into his embrace. Kisses deep and searching continued between the two lovers as heartbeats raced out of control. Wrapped in each other's arms, the pair left reality. Instinct was in control and there would be no turning back. The judge's hands were everywhere. He couldn't get enough of her. Little moans escaped Kay's rose colored lips as he touched all that had never been touched before. The woodsy scent of her stepfather wrapped the young girl in its embrace and was comfortingly familiar. Many a Sunday had been spent cuddling and watching the Cowboys play while smelling that scent. The aroma of Kay was delicious. As her smell filled the room, her stepfather's heart pounded louder and louder. Thought became more difficult. The roar in Mark's head demanded one thing, fuck Kay. Tingling spread through Kay's petite frame as demanding lips kissed and nipped down her slender neck. She wanted more. Kay's nude form pressed into her stepfather's as his kisses continued down. With a groan, Mark fell to his knees. Not moving, he just stared. Her slit had opened slightly and pink untouched folds revealed themselves. Already intoxicated by her scent he watched as moisture formed and waited to be licked. Looking up at his stepdaughter and with tenderness in his voice he spoke. Words like none ever heard before entered her as her rounded ass was grabbed and squeezed. It was too much to believe. Oh, she believed with her whole heart that her Daddy loved her but it was his other words. Claims that "all" men would want her made her feel shakes inside. She didn't want other men. Her heart belonged to the love of her childhood, Judge Daddy. With words of her desirability swirling through her head, she heard him inhale deeply and sigh. Why would he want to do such a thing, she didn't understand. What she did know was that she had never felt so dizzy. Trembling she grasped his broad muscled shoulders. Naturally athletic, Mark had the body of a man still in his twenties. Steadying herself she gasped. Grasping her slightly rounded hips, he yanked her to him. Sounds of contentment entered the room as his tongue struck gold. Delicately he licked at her virginal slit. Swollen pinks flips glistened with nectar and he gently lapped at her. A salty sweetness filled his mouth and he growled lowly. He wanted to devour her. Frozen at the touch of her stepfather's tongue, the young birthday girl heard sounds coming from deep within herself. Sounds like she had never made. Moans of pleasure wafted out of her and delighted Mark. He had known she'd be a natural for years. Her enthusiasm about anything new was a quality he adored about his beloved stepdaughter. He had so many new things to teach her. Nipples crying to be touched and with tension coiling throughout her young body she cried out, "Ooooohhhhh, Judge Daddy. That feels soooo good!" Her words were interrupted with a yelp each time his tongue flicked her clit. A need primal and deep rose in her as his mouth explored her deepest recess. Nothing in her short life had ever felt this good. More and more rapidly his tongue explored. He couldn't get enough. He wanted to drink all she could give. A more beautiful pussy he had never seen or tasted before. Suckling her clit he heard her moan loudly. Her fingers dug into Mark's shoulders as Kay's body continued tightening. Never having had an orgasm before Kay wondered how one could go on like this. Her stepfather's tongue was the center of her universe. Kay's inexperienced clit continued to harden under the onslaught of Mark's tongue and she began to cry out. Begging him not to stop, she ground her pussy into his face. Animalistic sounds poured from Kay's throat as the licking and sucking continued. Mark was as close to heaven as he had ever been. The pussy of his dreams was filling his mouth and he rejoiced. So much time had been spent waiting. His cock jerked and made its presence known. As the clenching deep inside rose higher and higher, Kay screamed. Her hips ground faster and her hands gripped the judge's shoulders firmly as she came for the first time in her life. Wave after wave crashed through her and juices poured into Mark's eagerly waiting mouth. Ecstasy on his face, Mark drank. Little moans and shudders continued to come from the collapsed Kay. Slipping down to her knees, she threw her slender arms around her stepfather. Words of gratitude and love encircled Mark and he held her firmly. His cock wasn't to be denied. Groaning and with blue eyes blazing, Mark guided Kay to the king size bed that monopolized the room. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, Mark pulled his young stepdaughter into his lap. Kisses filled with hunger began as he once more captured her mouth. The sweet musky flavor of herself filled Kay's mouth. The naughtiness of what Judge Daddy had done and the taste of herself made Kay even more excited and she kissed back with abandon. Pulling back, Mark looked into his precious baby girl's eyes and knew she was ready. Gently he guided her to her knees. Kay submitted without question. She had been obeying this man for years. It was only natural. As Mark spoke in the same tone as when he taught her to ride a bicycle, skate and play poker, the devoted stepdaughter listened. Without her stepfather, there wouldn't be love in her life. "Do you want to make me happy, Baby Girl?" Heartbeat racing, she replied, "More than anything in the world." "Then you have to learn how to please men . . . it's what you were designed for . . . it's why you are so beautiful. His words were relished as much as his caresses. She would do anything to keep her stepfather's love. She would do anything to keep feeling the way she did. Mark's eight and a half inches stood rigid and strained to reach her. Staring at the massive cock, she shuddered. She had no idea how to start. "Take me in your mouth . . . suck me." Kay was surprised at how smooth the skin was as she wrapped her hand around the first cock she had ever touched. Nervousness struck her and she tentatively leaned forward. Never having seen a cock in real life she played with the one throbbing in her hands like a toy. First she squeezed it and looked up shyly seeking approval. Seeing the look in eyes she continued. Head bent, gold hair fell on each side of her delicate face. Her back slender and pale lay before him. Small kisses and a lick followed the squeeze. The Judge moaned with desire controlled beyond reason. It was so hard to be patient as his heartbeat thundered through his veins. Finally, Kay opened her mouth. With a sound of delight she suckled the swollen head into her sweet mouth. It had only been a couple hours since her first kiss. Small suck and licks continued until the handsome stepfather could take no more and took her blonde head into his hand. "You need to open your mouth, sweetie . . . take all of your Judge Daddy in your mouth. You'll like it . . . you were made to do this." And just like he taught her how to ride a bike, he taught her how to suck cock. She responded to praise. So praise is what she got. The more he rained down compliments, the harder she tried. The taste of her stepfather was intoxicating. Never had a flavor stirred such emotion. "Yummy" sounds came from Kay and Mark thought he might lose it. The sight of his stepdaughter bobbing delicately up and down on his cock was a fantasy come true. He'd imagined this scene hundreds of times. Kay's pink lips enclosed his engorged cock as she tried to go further. "Relax your throat Kay . . . that's right you can do it . . . you've always been a good student," said as he stroked her silky blonde hair and telling her how proud she made him. With little notice, Kay felt his cock plunge down her throat. Nearly gagging she was relieved when he pulled back. Her relief was a little hasty as she felt his cock returning. This time she did gag. What should have upset Kay, didn't. Her pale pink pussy began to swell and her nipples hardened as he continued to thrust in and out. Tears in her eyes, she sucked. Making Judge Daddy proud was all that mattered. Her hungry mouth enfolded him in its warm and moist embrace. The sounds of her gags and slurps made him weak in the knees. A mouth never touched was now taking eight and half without complaint. The birthday girl really was a fast learner. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth as she took all Mark was giving. Center coiling and tensing, Mark fucked his sweet stepdaughter's mouth. Nothing had ever felt so good. All thought left the room as his body tightened. Coiling tension in his balls cried to be released. Only moments remained for the handsome judge. There was no way he could stop now. Telling her to get ready and to suck as hard as she could, he pumped faster and faster into her obedient mouth. Unable to breathe now, Kay sucked and hoped for a chance at air. Pink lips pursed and tears running down her face, the young woman was happier than she could remember. Her mouth was her stepfather's to use as he would. A roar of triumphant was heard as Mark began to pump his thick seed down his submissive stepdaughter's throat. Swallowing what she could, Kay basked in the sounds coming from the man who raised her. Shuddering and with one more moan, Mark collapsed and withdrew his throbbing cock. Looking up to her stepfather, Kay smiled and wiped father's cum from her lips. Satisfaction like he had never know washed through him. Placing a hand on each side of Kay's radiant face, he pulled her into his arms. Kisses began immediately. As their mouths met, so did their tastes. Stroking her soft hair he continued his kisses. Mark could not consume her fast enough. Little yelps and moans soft and low surrounded the couple as their embrace continued. Breathless, Kay held on to her Judge Daddy. Time ceased to exist for both as they relished their new freedom to love one another. Recently slowed heartbeats began to beat with more intensity as the kisses continued long and deep. Kay crawled into Mark's lap and wrapped her legs around his waist. She was unaware of how this opened her folds. The scent of her shook the distinguished man out of his stupor and groaning he lifted her. With a growl, he flipped her and crawled on top of her petite form. Both wrists now pinned over her head, Kay basked in his dominance. Pulling back he stared deep into Kay's slanted green eyes. Acceptance and willingness shone back. It was almost too much to believe. His stepdaughter was finally his to do with as he pleased. Imprisoned desire was released and now held him firmly. She was all that mattered. The look in her beloved stepfather's eyes felt like a caress long and deep. Something primal and completely feminine responded and she smiled with longing. She wanted more. Smiling she pressed her body up against his and sighed. Unconsciously her legs fell open. Her core demanded she give all. The feel of her tiny form under his much larger one soon had his cock jerking back to life. The middle aged man felt like a teenage boy as fire twisted in his core. Holding Kay's small hands pinned above her head, his mouth moved to lower wonders. Catching an engorged nipple in his mouth he began to chew lightly. Each tug of his teeth brought gasps from within her. Emotion and sensation held the young woman in its embrace as her stepfather now moved from one breast to another. Feelings fundamental to all women assaulted Kay. She was his and he was hers. That completeness spread satisfaction across her face. Taking his dark head in her hands she cooed words of joy to him as he continued to play. Her breasts were perfect to behold. Squeezing them in his two hands Mark marveled. Large C's set high were both firm and soft. Small dark pink areoles held engorged eraser like nipples. Over and over again he spoke of their perfection between restrained bites and kisses. Happiness whirled through her at his touch. This was all she had ever wanted. To belong, to be wanted filled the need that had tormented her for years. Kay pressed her breasts to her stepfathers face and encouraged him with moans. Bites increased intensity. Flickers of pain were followed by even more intense pleasure. No thought entered her mind other than submission to her Judge Daddy's wishes. Releasing her pale breasts, the Judge's hands caressed Kay's curves. Wherever he touched, fire followed. Reaching between her legs the birthday girl found his now fully engorged cock and wrapped her hand around his width. Groaning at her touch, he looked deep in to Kay's light green eyes. Seeing no reservations he asked if she were ready. "Yes . . . Judge Daddy . . . I want you inside me." Her sexuality so innate she instinctively wanted his control, his domination. Self-control seemed foolish, "I'm yours." Spreading her pale thighs Mark's hand sought her center. One hand gently separated her pink folds. The delicate flesh began to swell at his touch as one lone finger began to wiggle towards her opening. As his hand made its approach, Kay wiggled and made sounds of childish anticipation. She was nervous but curiosity, need, and excitement soon drove any reservations away. She wanted the man she trusted most in the world to be her first and there was no one in the world that Kay trusted more than her Judge Daddy. Never having been touched, she remained impossibly tight. His sole finger nudged its way in to her inner folds. A yelp of pleasure rose from Kay as Mark's finger invaded further. Soon his finger was as far as it could go. Moisture enveloped him in welcoming warmth. Moving slowly he began to wiggle inside her. Tingles began deep inside her as Mark slightly stretched his stepdaughter's small opening. Kay felt as if she were flooding between the legs. Moisture gathered and ran down the Judge's hand. His finger gathered steam as she loosened and soon he felt her relax. Next, he added a second finger. Now two fingers stretched the delicate skin as his hand gained speed. The feel of her stepfather's thrusts quickened Kay's heart. There was nowhere she didn't want her Judge Daddy to go. As the Judge finger fucked his precious stepdaughter his mouth again found hers. Thrusts became stronger and as Mark pushed he rotated his hand. Each movement made with Kay's pleasure in mind. She needed to be stretched. Hips bucking she rode his fingers with abandon. Little yips and grunts were drawn from Kay as she climbed higher in his embrace. "Are you ready, Baby Girl . . . I can't wait much longer." Patience stretched as far as it had ever been brought urgency to his voice. Without hesitation she nodded. Taking his fingers from his stepdaughter's wet pussy he brought them to his lips and sucked her juice into his mouth. Kay's heart raced at the sight. His enthusiasm validated all her needs and she moaned low and guttural. Wiggling her hips, she encouraged him. A naturally tanned knee nudged Kay's pale thighs further apart as the judge crawled on top of the young woman. Her heartbeat pounded louder and louder. Hunger to be taken obliterated all else and Kay whispered, "Take me," into her stepfather's ear. He didn't need any other encouragement and with one hand he guided his aching cock to her entrance. As his cockhead touched pussy, he moaned. The smell of their desire encircled the couple in the dim light and with promises not to hurt her, Mark shoved forward breaking her delicate hymen. One inch was taken and she asked him to please stop. Pausing he waited. Breath restored, she would nod again and he would move forward. Slowly his width stretched her tight opening. Sharp little yelps were heard with each inch gained. Her perfect body trembled beneath him. Even though Kay didn't complain it was obvious that she was in pain. Arms wrapped around the judge's broad shoulders she held on. His familiar strength soothed Kay and she opened wider to him. This was what she had dreamed about. Kay's body wrapped around the judge and felt like heaven. Her pussy gripped Mark's cock like never before. Carefully he began to move back and forth. Each movement brought gasps from the entwined couple. Time suspended and his strokes continued. A new warmth filled Kay as the judge continued to whisper words of love. They had been destined. Body aching, Kay found and rode her stepfather's rhythm. With each thrust his tempo increased and so do the look of bliss on Mark's angular face. His thoughts were only of her taste, smell and feel. Nothing else mattered but this long awaited union. She was even more than he had dreamed. Pleasure and pain entwined and Kay felt complete in its embrace. In a voice unlike any she had heard from her stepfather he began to cry out her name. Over and over again he said her name. On his lips her name sounded like a magical word and tears filled Kay's eyes. This was all she had ever craved. Mark thought of his precious stepdaughter's innocence until the point where he no longer could. Lean muscular body tensing he began to pound the tender flesh holding him. His need for her was intoxicating and she reveled in the assault on her flesh. She would take anything he needed to give. Her body was his and she had no plans of taking it back. Demanding desire pushed him higher and higher. A roar was ripped from the distinguished judge as his balls tightened and released. Wave after wave of hot thick seed filled his virginal stepdaughter. Jerking and grunting, he finished emptying his load into the newly violated flesh. Pale legs now wrapped around the judge, Kay held on as his body continued to jerk. The look of joy on her stepfather's face made her joy climb. Never had she seen such a look of love as the one now coming from Judge Daddy. She was happy because he was happy. Approval and affection were all she really needed. Body throbbing he collapsed on his petite stepdaughter. Never had any act of sex been more satisfying. Withdrawing his now softening cock from her tender flesh Mark told her how wonderful she was, how much he needed her and how they belonged to one another. Smiling under his collapsed weight, Kay felt as if she had finally come home. Sighing, the sated judge rolled onto his back. Pulling the pliant nude girl next to him, they cuddled. Cliché words that new lovers always use encircled them as they embraced and their enflamed bodies began to calm. Contentment filled them both and they drifted to sleep in each other's arms dreaming about what was ahead.