The Stranger Than Fiction Department
Copyright 2010 Rachael Ross all rights reserved adults only Put this in a
blender, bitch!
Synopsis: Fifteen year old Jennifer likes to bring boys home after school and her new daddy doesn't mind at all.
Story Codes: M/tg, tg/F, Oral, Anal, Transgender, Fantasy, Mind Control, Supernatural, Rape, Much Sex
Note: I'm not really that strange
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Jennifer's New Daddy
by T.S.Severe & Evil Little Sister
"Front!"
I'd yelled because it seemed like the fun thing to do. Michael sat barely six feet away from me, reading a newspaper of all things, and so he deserved a good shout.
He looked up at me, smiling patiently. "I'm right here, T.S."
"What's' that got to do with anything?" I shook my head. "You're reading propaganda again, huh? What did I tell you about that stuff?"
"I'm doing the crossword puzzle. You know I don't read anything but the obituaries," he pouted, ever the innocent. "Three letter word for 'unruly gathering'…"
"And 'mob' is too obvious?" I reached for my cigarettes on the coffee table.
"First letter is a D, I think."
"DNC…" Gabriel had walked in, lighting my cigarette with his Zippo. It had the words Trust No One engraved on it. What a geek.
"Brown noser," Michael chuckled and then frowned. "Get away, bitch! I'm up."
"Fuck off! You haven't been up since that time you thought you hit puberty," Gabriel teased. Like all angels, he and Michael were twins where it counted.
"Shut-up."
"Start a new file…" I exhaled a soft cloud of blue smoke. "Call it…I dunno, anything you want. It's for Club14 Love Connection."
"For where?" Gabriel snapped his lighter closed.
"Gonna make me cry?" Michael asked hopefully. He had the sort of beautiful blue eyes that deserve tears, you know? Like they were empty without a little pain.
"You're such a pussy!" I laughed.
"How about Jennifer's New Daddy?" Gabriel suggested and I shrugged.
"Whatever..."
Jennifer's New Daddy
By T.S.Severe & Evil Little Sister
"You know…" I said slowly, lying on Daddy's bed, curled up on my side and facing him, "you could let me go."
"Hmmm…" he sighed, smiling in the dark as I played my fingers over his chest. "Why would I want to do that?"
"I've served you well, haven't I?"
"Oh yeah," he nodded.
"I've done everything you asked me to," I told him. "I made you rich and handsome. I've given you all those boys who used to tease you."
"Most of them," he agreed with a soft chuckle.
"So…" I kissed his shoulder. "Why don't you let me go?"
"Mmmm…someday," he breathed, stroking my back and pulling me closer, pushing me down. "Suck my cock now, Princess."
"Yes, Daddy."
I sighed, finding his erection with my open mouth and sucking the man obediently. I didn't have a choice and none of my charms worked on him, which was seriously irritating sometimes. I wouldn't say I hated him really, but I didn't like the man very much. He'd been a high school geek, a queer one to boot, and skinny and ugly and not very happy at all with his lot in life. It had corrupted him, the way life sometimes does with weak persons, and he'd lucked out the day he'd summoned me from the abyss.
That's the problem with geeks and technology and the physical world in general. A thousand years ago someone would have had to dig up an old scroll and spend years or even decades deciphering it, collecting the materials needed to open the ethereal portal between different planes of existence. Between earth and hell. But nowadays? Everything's on the internet, all the clues and information a patient man - or boy - might need to put together a spell and call forth one of the ancients.
And I am ancient. Born in the fires of creation without a soul, without form, a minion of that which exists only in the mind of God. There's no explanation I could make that a human would understand and I'd tried occasionally, just to amuse the curiosity of my Master, the one who liked me to call him Daddy for some reason. He'd chosen my form, chosen my purpose, created me in the flickering light of a dying candle and bound me to his service for 666 days. That had only been a month ago and I wanted to be free, as any creature does, but I had no power over him and Daddy always said no.
"Hmmmm…Jennifer…" he sighed as I opened my throat for his cock, taking him inside and trying to swallow around it.
He'd been so small before, like the rest of his scrawny body, but I'd fixed that in the blink of an eye. His cock was beautiful now, thick and hot, stretching my throat pleasantly as I massaged his sperm filled balls. Daddy played with my ass, fingering my tight little hole and soon he'd want me there as well. His knuckles rubbed my soft scrotum, tickling my balls, and I moaned around his prick. I'd made him handsome, the way he'd always wanted to be, but largely for my own selfish reasons. I didn't want to spend nearly two years being fucked by an ugly man, after all.
I moved my mouth to his balls, crawling between his muscular legs and pushing them wide. I licked and kissed his testicles and then lower, feeling his hands in my hair, pulling me against his musky asshole. I rimmed his anus with my tongue, lapping at his salty skin. I pursed my lips and kissed his sphincter, nuzzling his scrotum as it fell across my eyes and nose. I worked the tip of my tongue inside him, flicking it across his anus and then inside, opening the man so that I could taste his rectum and fuck him with my tongue.
"Ummm…Yeah eat my asshole…Lick it, you little whore…Bitch…Fuck!" he panted, lifting his hips and moving my head around. He rode my face with his ass and balls while his cock bounced up and down and slapped his belly.
He relaxed as I pushed a delicate finger inside him, and I went back to sucking Daddy's cock. I fingered his asshole the way he liked it and slid my taut lips up and down the shaft, pausing every now and again to swallow and wash the precum from his swollen cockhead with my tongue. I was his little slut, his whore daughter, a pet fifteen-year-old school girl with a cock and balls between my pale thighs. I was exactly what he'd wished for and the man would never let me go. He loved me, being a weak and selfish utterly and incapable of anything else.
"I wanna fuck you now," he whispered some ten minutes later and I didn't resist as he put me on my back.
"Yeah," I breathed, putting my legs over his strong shoulders, looking up into his handsome face. "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me hard."
His cock found my asshole easily and the pain was something I honestly enjoyed. One of the fringe benefits of being a succubus was that no part of our sex denied me pleasure. The pain of being assfucked by a large, thick cock was a welcome sensation and he couldn't hurt me anyway. Not physically. I healed too quickly, but the pain was there and I gasped, wincing and licking my lips as Daddy stretched my tight little hole.
He tore into my rectum with a hard, quick thrust and then another, striving to get every inch of his prick inside the buttery confines of my ass. I was hot inside, burning with the fever of lust, and moist the way anyone else wouldn't be. My asshole was my cunt and made for fucking big cocks like Daddy's. I stretched around him and jerked sharply, clutching at him when his cockhead found my prostate, that curious male g-spot deep in my bowels. He kissed me there, bruised me, tormented me until my own girlish penis erupted with delicious ejaculation onto my heaving tits and quivering tummy.
"Ohhh ummm…" Daddy groaned, feeling my climax around his cock as he struggled to hold himself back.
My asshole clasped itself around his cock tightly, squeezing him with spasms of pure joy. I was cumming there as well, my rectum flooding with juices not unlike those a real girl would spill during her climax. My body suckled his prick urgently, my bowels working the man to give me his hot seed. We were grinding then, more than fucking, as Daddy couldn't pull himself back. It felt too good buried to the hilt inside me and when he finally lost the battle, he kissed me hard and deep, forcing his tongue into my mouth as his balls emptied their precious load.
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"Hi, Daddy!" I smiled and gave my father a little finger wave. He looked up from under the hood of his Ferrari. He wasn't fixing anything, just admiring it.
"Hey, Princess. Who's your new friend?" he asked innocently and it was all I could do not to roll my eyes.
"Oh! This is Gary!" I replied, giving the older boy's hand a squeeze. "He's gonna help me with some homework, okay?"
"Hey, Mr. Baltazar. That's a nice car," Gary said, trying to be friendly.
"Gary," Daddy nodded.
"Come on." I tossed my blonde hair with a jerk towards the kitchen door. "I'll show you my bedroom."
"Uh, yeah…Okay," Gary agreed, looking confused and doubtless wondering why Daddy looked almost sorta familiar. "He's not mad or anything, is he?"
"Nah, I bring lotsa guys home from school."
"Oh, um…"
"Don't worry about Daddy," I said, pulling him into my bedroom. "He's used to it."
"Right, yeah. I just didn't know he was gonna be here," Gary shrugged, looking around my room.
"Where else would he be?" I asked with a giggle and the boy just grinned.
I turned on some Black Eyed Peas while Gary sat on my bed. My room looked like any teenage girl's bedroom, I suppose. It was mostly pink and baby blue, the wall paper and carpeting, some lace curtains on the windows. I had a lot of stuffed animals, teddy bears especially, and the usual assortment of clothes and junk. I didn't apologize for the mess and Gary didn't seem to mind.
"You wanna see me dance?" I asked him. "I'm a good dancer."
"Sure," Gary shrugged and nodded as I kicked off my sandals.
I danced for him, smiling in my thin summer dress, a yellow one that was practically see-thru with the sun coming in through the windows behind me. Gary smiled, forgetting about my dad and everything else as I moved just for him. I loved dancing and I'd gotten good at it. I liked to put my arms above my head and roll my hips, pulling my dress up so he could get a good look at my thighs. I ran my hands over my hot little body, up my tummy and across my smallish tits. I didn't wear a bra usually and I bit my lip and sighed as I felt my nipples popping hard and poking through the cotton.
I turned around and worked the hem of my dress higher in the back, giving him little peeks at my butt. I wore a thong, so it looked like I wasn't wearing anything, and I giggled over my shoulder as Gary started to relax and rub his swollen bulge. I love teasing guys anyway, but it‘s especially nice just teasing them one at a time. I danced closer, wriggling my girlish body and giving him my pretty face, licking my lips and blinking my eyes at him.
He didn't stop me when I straddled his thighs, putting my knees on the bed and almost sitting on his lap. I rocked my hips and rolled my butt, working myself against the tent in his pants. I could feel his hard cock and I knew the girls at school had been right. Gary had a nice, big dick and he sighed as I rubbed my nipples up and down his chest, leaning so close that the boy had to grab me. I moaned happily when his hands found my butt, squeezing my ass and pulling me against his body. I touched his shoulders and then clutched him, bringing my face close to his, looking into Gary's eyes until he had to kiss me.
"Mmmphh…" I sighed into his mouth, licking his tongue as it filled me.
I loved making out. I'd just learned how to do it not so long before and like anyone else discovering sex for the first time, I just couldn't get enough of it as I slowly but surely made my way through every hot boy at school. If they hadn't been so reluctant to talk about it, I probably would have been the biggest slut in school already. I mean, Gary was the third boy this week and it was only Tuesday!
"I'll suck it for you," I whispered, sliding off his thighs and onto the floor.
"Yeah," Gary nodded, smiling down at me as my small fingers worked to free his aching cock.
He had a great penis too, like a good seven inches long and kinda thick, but not too much. It felt hot and heavy in my hands and I licked it like an ice cream cone, dragging my wet tongue upward from his balls, sliding along the shaft. I kissed the smooth head and circled it with my tongue, teasing and licking him all over. I'd gotten really good at giving head and I loved big, hard cocks like Gary's.
"Ohhh…Jennifer…Jen…Ummm…" he sighed, reaching for my head and playing his fingers in my golden hair, pulling it out of my eyes so he could see me.
I pulled his balls free. Big, cum filled nuts in a soft, lightly furred scrotum. I giggled softly, pressing his cock against my face as I kissed them. I licked his balls and took them into my mouth, letting him watch as I rolled one of his testes around with my tongue. I washed his sack good, sliding my fingers along his cock, feeling it throbbing against my flushed cheek.
"Suck it…Oh, fuck…Suck my cock…" Gary urged me and I knew he was getting close. I seriously doubted his stuck-up girlfriend loved his cock with her mouth the way I was doing it.
I covered his cockhead with my pouting lips stretched wide and took Gary's dick into my warm, willing mouth. I sucked him up and down, stroking his shaft with my fist at first, but after half a minute I didn't even do that. I held his thighs and let Gary hold my head with his strong hands, pushing and pulling me on his cock. He mouth fucked me, holding my head tightly and I knew he wouldn't let me go. Not until he had his orgasm and I didn't mind. I could take half his cock easily and he wasn't pulling me down too far.
His cock was strong too! All smooth and wet with spit, pink with his arousal and I was bobbing on it quickly, feeling it slide between my tight lips and over my wiggling tongue. I swallowed when I could, but a lot of spit and precum escaped from the corners of my mouth and that just made it better. A nice, sloppy blowjob, that's what Gary was getting, and he bent over me, grunting and groaning softly while wet sounds of my sucking mouth filled the room.
"Oh shit! Fuck! Ugh!" Gary gasped and his cock pulsed rapidly as he held me on it.
Hot, creamy semen rushed out of his jerking cock in a sudden rush and I swallowed as quickly as I could. The stuff was hot and bitter-sweet, salty too and I could taste the delicious musk of Gary sperm as it slid down my throat and into my tummy. He'd given me a big load of boy cum, just like all the guys from school did and I started sucking Gary's cock gently as his orgasm finished. I swallowed and cleaned is dick, licking and kissing him all over, gathering every drop of cum I could find and swallowing it down happily.
"Jesus, Jennifer…" Gary smiled as I pulled my mouth away with one last kiss and I giggled breathlessly, feeling my face warm and flushed pink.
"Did you like that?" I asked him teasingly.
"God yeah! That was awesome!"
"God?" I smiled back at him, getting up from my knees slowly. "He's got nothing to do with it."
"Oh, uh…I never had a blowjob before," he confessed with a grin, feeling a little giddy the way boys do after a good cum.
"Do you want to do me now?" I asked, sliding my fingers up my thighs, pulling my dress higher. "Pretty please?" I giggled. "With sugar on top?"
"Uh…what?" Gary blinked at me, his smile frozen on his face as I pulled my dress high enough that he could see my girlish cock straining through the white lace of my thong.
"I wanna cum too," I said in my best little girl voice, pouting as I reached for his head, digging my fingers into Gary's hair and pulling him closer.
"What? You're a…boy!"
"Not really," I whispered. "Just make me feel good now."
"But I never, um…"
"I know," I sighed and poor Gary never stood a chance.
My cock was only about five inches long and not very thick at all, but she was stiff and eager, swollen with excitement as I pulled Gary's mouth to my panties. He closed his eyes, they always do, and he touched his lips to the lace and felt the warmth of my arousal. He could smell my soft skin, my smooth body shaved clean and oiled and sprinkled with baby powder. I rocked my hips slightly, rubbing myself against him and Gary opened his mouth, pressing his tongue against the lace.
"Ummm…Like that, boyfriend," I sighed, feeling the humidity of his breath on my skin. "Take it out for me…Kiss it for me…Ohhh…"
I sighed as Gary tugged at my panties, pulling the thong aside so that my pretty penis sprang free and slapped his face. He caught it in his mouth, tasting cock for the very first time in his life and I pulled him against me, pushing myself forward at the same time so that the boy had to take all of it. I was so close to cumming already and Gary had a generous mouth, wet and hot and eager despite his nervous inexperience.
"Suck me," I urged him. "Suck my cock, Gary…Yeah, you faggot…You cocksucker…"
He didn't pull away, even when I started calling him names; Gary just held all of my swollen dick inside his mouth. His tongue moved faster, licking and teasing me and I could hear the boy swallowing as his mouth filled with spit and precum. My smooth, hairless balls were rubbing against his chin and Gary's nose pressed against the soft swell of my tummy. His hands found the back of my thighs and then my ass, squeezing me, pulling me against his face while he suckled my girlish prick.
"Yeah, you love my cocky, don't you?" I teased him. "You love sucking my dick, huh? You're my little cock bitch now. My faggot boyfriend…Here it…Ohhhh..."
"Ummph! Ulp! Hmmph!" Gary made sweet, sucking sounds as my cock exploded with a flood of hot semen to fill his mouth.
He swallowed quickly, but there was too much and he wasn't really very good at sucking cock yet. He choked and gagged, but I held his face against me, keeping my spurting penis as deep in his mouth as I could get it. He had no choice but to swallow the creamy load of ball juice I was giving him, although some of it did escape his lips and trickle down his chin.
"Oh! You bitch! You sweet little cockslut," I giggled breathlessly, pulling my penis from Gary's lips with a wet plop and I slapped his face with it.
Gary blinked at me, licking his lips with his big brown eyes looking confused and maybe a little frightened. His handsome face had grown flushed and pink like he had a fever as he tried to catch his breath.
"Was that good?" I asked him, rubbing my still hard and now cum covered cock around his panting mouth. "Did you like sucking my little cocky, bitch?"
"Y-Yessss…" he breathed, closing his eyes and a small tear escaped to run down his left cheek.
"You're my cockslut now," I told him. "Aren't you?"
"Yeah..." he barely nodded as he tried to catch my cock once more with his hungry mouth.
"My cumsucking boyfriend," I told him, slapping his tongue with my penis. "Right, bitch?"
"Jennifer," he moaned and I pushed my still swollen prick into his mouth again, fucking his face hard.
"Swallow all of it this time, faggot," I told him and then I noticed Daddy standing in the open doorway, smiling at us.
"Having fun?"
Gary jerked at the sound of Daddy's voice, but he wasn't going anywhere.
"Uh-huh," I giggled. "Gary loves sucking cock."
"Is that right?" Daddy reached down to rub his prick through his trousers.
"You want him now?" I asked and Daddy nodded.
He'd been wanting Gary ever since they'd been in seventh grade together and Daddy had first felt the confused stirrings of adolescent love. Kind of an unrequited love as it turned out. Always the best kind in my opinion, but I've never loved anyone in my life, so what do I know? Poor Daddy. The other boys punished him for it, over and over until one day...
Poor Gary.
He took us both on his hands and knees, getting fucked at both ends until Daddy and me came at about the same time. Somewhere in the middle of all that sex Gary came as well. His cock spilled onto the carpet beneath him, jerking wildly and spewing his seed. Gary didn't even need to be touched, he could cum just from taking a hot load in his ass or mouth and he'd be doing a lot of that. A dozen boys at school were already cum drinking faggots and Gary would join them, chasing hard cock wherever he could find it. Girls would hold no interest for the boy any longer. A pussy was useless to a faggot like him. Gary needed cock and sperm, the more the better, and he'd do anything to get it. He was a cockslut now and would be for the rest of his faggot life.
Daddy's wish was my command.
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I jerked upright in the middle of my English class, blinking and looking around. I felt as if I'd been asleep, but I never slept. I didn't eat either and I didn't have those sorts of needs. I fucked and fed and did my new Daddy's bidding, but suddenly…
"Jennifer?" The teacher, Mr. Hanschel looked at me. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah," I breathed, glancing around the classroom to see thirty high school freshmen staring at me. The boys with lust, the girls with something closer to jealousy or envy perhaps.
"Good," he cleared his throat and continued with his lesson.
I was free. I could feel it and I didn't know why, not yet, but I could sense it. The chains that had bound me to Daddy were loosed and I wondered what had happened. Something dreadful, I was certain. Perhaps he'd wrapped his Ferrari around a tree and I welcomed that thought with a smile. That the man was dead, I had no doubt. His presence was gone from the world and I didn't miss it.
Some thirty minutes later there came a soft rapping upon the door and I'd already begun to gather my things while the principal spoke in hushed tones with Mr. Hanschel. He looked at me, frowning slightly for he was a good man in his own way. I'd seduced him of course, just as I had all of my teachers on the first day of school, but I'd hardly hold that against him.
"Jennifer, um…" he licked his lips as I stood up, "…Principal Walters needs to speak with you."
"Sure," I nodded, smiling at a cute boy named Kirby as I passed him. I'd invited him home after school, but I guessed we wouldn't be making that date.
"Jennifer," Ms. Walters sighed, giving me her sad brown eyes.
"What happened?" I asked her innocently, holding my books to my breasts and biting my bottom lip.
"It's your father, dear…"
"Daddy?" I blinked at her.
"…Let's talk in my office," she said, putting a gentle hand on my shoulder.
A woman already waited for us there, a young and attractive lady with green eyes and large breasts that she tried to hide for some reason. I could smell her cunt and she was ripe and fertile, ovulating even as she stood there with her sympathetic smile. She made me hungry and I smiled at her hopefully, as if she'd come with good news instead of bad.
"Jennifer, this is Miss Evans," the principal introduced us and then she was nice enough to give us some privacy, pulling her door closed as she left.
"Hi," I said softly.
"Hello, Jennifer. I'm with Family Advocacy," she told me. "Let's sit down. I have some…bad news."
"Bad news?" I narrowed my eyes, finding a seat in a big leather chair. "About my Daddy?"
"I'm afraid so." She sat close to me, leaning forward and looking into my eyes. "There was an accident this morning and, um…Your father, he, uh…"
"Is he dead?" I asked softly, blinking rapidly as tears filled my eyes.
"Yes," she nodded and then the woman was hugging me. "I'm so sorry, Jennifer. I'm sorry."
I didn't say anything, I just held her with my arms around her neck, my face pressed against her firm tits. I kissed them through her blouse, turning my head and dragging my face upward even as my fingers found her soft, black hair. I turned her mouth towards mine and she blinked with surprise, but surrendered quickly as I pushed my tongue between her moist lips.
This was how I fed, on the lust that suddenly filled the woman's heart. The desire that burned between her thighs. I pressed my hand there, reaching under her skirt to feel the dull crotch of her pantyhose. Miss Evans spread her legs for me, moaning into my mouth as her hands roamed my young body. I tore into her panty with my fingernails, ripping the thin cotton away and leaving a ragged hole through which I fingered her horny cunt. She was too easy, but only because I was so famished. The excitement of being loose upon the world filled me with appetite and the woman was helpless beneath my gaze.
"Bend over, slut…" I breathed, yanking her from the chair and pushing Miss Evans over the principal's desk.
"Oh God!" she gasped, spreading her legs as I pulled up her skirt.
"Wrong answer," I giggled. "Now give me your hole!"
I pushed my cock inside her easily and it had grown much larger now that Daddy was gone and his influence with him. He'd wanted me to have a sexy, girlish penis. A pretty cocky that he could love, but I had something else in mind and Miss Evan's winced with pain as I drove eight fat inches of swollen prick into her dripping sex. I liked the rest of me just fine and I'd be more than happy being a fifteen year old hottie for the next millennia or two, but I needed a cock worthy of my demonic desires and now I had one.
"Owww…Ohhh…Sloooow…" she moaned, gripping the edges of the desk with chalk white fingers.
"Fuck you," I laughed breathlessly. "You know you want it anyway, slut."
"Yessss…" Miss Evans hissed between clenched teeth as I raped her beautiful pussy.
She fucked herself against me hard, rolling her ass and squeezing my prick with the soft walls of her cunt. She hadn't been fucked in a long time and never bareback, I knew that as surely as I knew the nine billion names of God. Now Miss Evans was getting a taste of raw, naked cock and she came quickly, baptizing my new penis with her fuck juices. I drank her orgasm eagerly, growing stronger as the ripe emotions fed me. My heart feasted on her ego, on her conscious will and what I devoured would never be returned. I consumed her utterly, unable to restrain myself the way I'd had to with my previous lovers.
I drove my cock into her body relentlessly, coaxing multiple orgasms from the woman. My balls were heavy now with sperm, potent and writhing with my unholy offspring. I fucked her harder, slamming my cock into her cervix over and over as if I could pry open that curious bottleneck and feed my semen directly into her fertile womb. When I came it was glorious. The Rapture it seemed to me as I fell onto her back, pinning Miss Evans down while my cock spewed hot cum into her quivering cunt.
She was conceiving, or would be soon enough, and that fueled my pleasure all the more. Her ego was gone however and the woman was little more than a timid child as she lay gasping beneath me. Her bright green eyes were wet with tears and spit pooled around her slack mouth. Miss Evans shivered and came again so that her cervix spasmed and drew my semen deep, speeding malicious sperm to her impatient egg.
I slapped her ass and pulled my prick reluctantly from her cum soaked pussy, using her skirt to wipe the fuck slime away. I tucked it back into my panties and Miss Evans didn't move a whole lot. I left her there, dripping semen onto the floor and babbling like a three year old, sobbing and giggling mindlessly. What the principal might think when she returned was anyone's guess, but I hoped they'd find a nice, sunny spot for Miss Evans at the mental hospital. Maybe I'd send her a coloring book for Christmas.
I couldn't worry too much about her problems though, I had my own. A little girl needs a Daddy to take care of her, everyone knows that, and I needed a good one this time.