by Raven Watyrs
He delivers one more SMACK! to my ass, then releases my upper body from his lap while he rubs my stinging, pink cheek with his hand. I’m breathing heavily, still shocked by this crazy turn of events. I push my hands into the bench in front of me, but I don’t get up right away. I’m too distracted by the pulsing wetness I feel spreading in my pussy. My virgin pussy.
This is so bad. What is happening?
I squeeze my thighs together and feel my cunt contract in response, sending a jolt of pleasure around my pelvis. I turn my face to him, still tipped over his lap. I know I should be disgusted, but my pussy lips are slick with arousal thanks to my dirty little crush.
“I… Daddy, I don’t…” I start to speak, but find I don’t know what to say. Luckily, he seems to.
“There,” he says. “Now that that’s done, we can really get your focus back.” He’s still rubbing my ass with little circles, soothing the delicious ache.
“What do you mean ‘really get my focus back’? You just spanked me! How am I supposed to focus now?”
“I’m going to make you cum, of course,” he replies matter of factly.
My jaw drops agape.
CHAPTER TWO
“What?!” I whisper. “Did you just say…cum!?”
“Baby girl,” he says. “Just trust me. When you orgasm, you’ll feel much more focused.”
I feel like I’ve won the lottery or something, having my hunky stepfather’s hands my bare ass, and now he wants to make me cum? Here in the tennis court? I’ve never even brought myself to orgasm before!
I want it so bad, but I know we shouldn’t be doing this. “But… But, isn’t this wrong? You’re my Daddy! And there are people over there!” My eyes dart back to the couple down the courts where I see them glancing over our way. From their angle, it likely just looks like I’m bending over and getting something from my bag, but if anyone walked into the tennis tent right now, they’d get a full view of me bent over Daddy’s legs.
I can feel the cool air circulating against the moistness spreading over my folds as I turn on his lap to face him. As I shift my weight, I feel his rock hard erection pushing into and rolling against my hips. Holy shit, Connor’s cock is that hard from spanking me?
It feels like a python underneath me, hot and thick, in his tennis shorts. My mind is spinning, knowing how bad this is, how naughty and wrong it is for my stepfather to have a massive boner after spanking me. But I don’t want him to stop touching me. Not at all.
“Don’t worry, honey,” he says as he caresses my ass, his fingers inching millimetre by millimetre closer towards my upper inner thighs. “I know what I’m doing.”
My breathing hitches as his fingertips gently brush over the delicate folds between my legs, barely touching, but making me twitch and gasp with pleasure. Believing I must be in the middle of some hot sex dream, I open my legs up a little, making room for him to touch and probe. My jaw gapes open in pleasure as the couple at the far end of the court resume their rally, completely unaware of the very naughty thing going on at the other side of the tennis tent.
A moan escapes my lips as his fingers twiddle and gently manipulate my folds as I let go of any remaining hesitation. It feels better than I could imagine and I arch my back and wiggle my hips in response.
“That’s my good girl,” Daddy says, spreading the flesh at the top of my thighs. I turn and watch as he gazes down between my legs and licks his lips salaciously. “That’s a really good girl,” he huffs out as his erection twitches underneath my pubic bone.
I can’t believe how bad this is and how horny I am! He starts drawing the tips of his fingers down my the middle of my glistening slit, parting my outer lips and probing at my wet inner lips.
“Oh my god,” I whisper. “Oh my god, Daddy”
“That’s right, Baby Girl. You like Daddy’s fingers touching your pussy, don’t you?” he asks.
“Mmm, yes Daddy. I love your fingers.”
“Good girl,” he says and starts inserting his finger in me, slowly, methodically, until he reaches the thin virginal barrier inside me. He withdraws his finger and reinserts it again, not breaching my barrier, but gently pumping me with his hand a few times before pulling out and rubbing my juicy wetness down my crease to my clit.
“Oh god… Oh my god! Daddy!” He fingers and rolls my clit, like he’s playing a guitar. He strums and manipulates my wet folds and making me mew and stifle my moans of pleasure.
I spread my legs behind me as I lay over his lap, hoping to god that no one walks through the door to the tennis tent. Daddy’s cock is pressing against me my stomach as he plunges two fingers under my skirt and into my throbbing pussy, flicking at my clit with his little finger. I can feel a pressure building inside me, a force that’s gaining momentum and starting to take me over.
“Oh GOD!” I cry as a waterfall of pleasure starts rumbling over the edge.
“That’s my Baby Girl,” Daddy says, pumping away my squelching pussy. “Cum for Daddy. Cum nice and hard, sweetie.”
“Oh my god! Oh MY GOD! I think I’m going to cum!” I shriek. “I’m cumming, Daddy! I’m cumming!” My body racks and shudders under his expert touch as I orgasm for the first time. My eyes roll back in my head and I seize with ecstasy, shaking and jerking as electric jolts of pure pleasure blast through me from my core.
I collapse down on his lap as my body comes back down to earth and glance back up at the players down the court. Thankfully, they’re still volleying balls back and forth, but I can’t imagine they didn’t hear my very vocal crescendo, even over the hum of the tent fans.
“That’s right,” Daddy says, pulling my white tennis briefs up over my ass cheeks. “How do you feel now, Baby Girl? A little less tense?”
I boost myself up and try and get regain my bearings a bit. “I uh… I feel, um…” My knees are a little shaky and I’m a little short of breath still. Dazed and still not quite believing what just happened, I look at my gorgeous step-father, with his dark hair and blue eyes sitting on the bench in front of me. “I feel really, really good.”
He smiles at me and leans back against the fencing behind him and looks at his watch. “Good, then let’s get back to warming up and practicing because your set is coming up soon.”
He stands and grabs his racket before turning and making his way back out onto the court. I can see his cock, still hard and tenting his white tennis shorts, clearly outlined. My eyes widen as I take in the size of it. I mean, I could feel that it was large when it was pressing into my pubic bone while I was spread across his lap. But from the bulge pushing at his crotch right now, I clearly didn’t realize the extent of his endowment. My mouth waters as I stare at it. After a having a taste of what an orgasm feels like, I don’t think I’ll be able to focus on tennis at all.
“Wait!” I reach out and grab his forearm, muscles rippling under my fingers as he grips the racket. “Wait, Daddy,” I glance around, then down at his erection. “I… Can we, um…”
His brow furrows with concern. “What’s up? We don’t have a lot of time to warm up.”
“It’s just, um… See, the thing is,” I sigh, trying to figure out the best way to ask this extremely inappropriate question, but considering my step-father just fingered me to a gushing conclusion, I decide we’re past tact.
I look directly at him. “ Daddy, will you fuck me?”
“Fuck you?”
“I felt how hard you got when you spanked me, Daddy, and I can see how hard you still are now. Jane lost her virginity just before we graduated and I’m the last one of my friends to still be a virgin. I know you want me too, why else would you have fingered your own step-daughter?”
He glances down at his cock before looking back up at me. “Shayla, honey. Fingering you and spanking you was one thing, but don’t you want a boyfriend to take your virginity?”
I shake my head petulantly. “I don’t have a boyfriend. I didn’t like any of the boys at school.” I look up into his eyes and decide to take
a risk. “I kind of wish you were my boyfriend…”
“You do…?”
“Yes, I haven’t been able to stop thinking of you…in that way for a long time now. You clearly want me too. Please, Daddy? Please. I had no idea what an orgasm felt like, and you just made me feel so good! I won’t be able to focus on the game at all at this point, now that I’ve had a taste of what you can do!”
He looks at me intently, taking in what I’ve said. “Shayla, you don’t know what it means to me to hear you say that.”
“So is that a yes?” I ask. I let my hand drift down and touch the bulge pressing against his shorts. He’s so much taller than me that his cock is basically at my waist. He groans quietly and shudders with his eyes closed as I stroke his length gently with my fingertips. “It can be part of our warm up,” I whisper, trying to coax him.
He opens his blue eyes and looks down at me. “Are you sure you want this, honey?”
I bite my bottom lip and nod at him. “I really do, Daddy. I trust you and I promise I won’t let you down on the court. I promise!”” I press into him, leaning my body against my hand, increasing the pressure on his cock.
“Oh god, that feels good,” he says.
“Please fuck me?”
He licks his lips and looks from side to side, noting the players down the far end of the court. “Okay,” he says as his cock twitches against my hand. “But follow me first.”
CHAPTER THREE
Holding my hand, he pushes through the pressurized doors of the tennis tent and into the main building of the country club. Blocking his obvious erection with his racket, he pulls me past small groups of people milling about preparing for the tournament. We hurry down a hallway, taking a couple turns, before he suddenly grabs a doorknob and pulls me into a dark, quiet room off the hallway.
“Where are we?” I say into the darkness.
He flicks on a light, illuminating a small office with a desk and chairs on one side and a comfortable looking couch on the other. Grabbing a towel from a cupboard, he tosses it on the sofa.
“Welcome to my office,” he says with a grin. “Now be a good girl and take off your panties. We don’t have a lot of time.” He whips off his shirt, exposing washboard abs and a smooth chest, rippling with athleticism, and throws it on his desk before kicking off his shoes and yanking his shorts down.
I do exactly as he tells me, reaching up under my tennis skirt and pulling of my white briefs, still wet and sticky, down my legs. I stand up and flash of worry shoots through me when his huge dick, long, thick, and pink, bounces in front of me.
My mouth gapes open and my eyes go as big a saucers. I’ve only ever seen one other cock before. I gave Billy Parker a blowjob at the beginning of 12th grade, but Billy’s dick was nothing compared to Daddy’s.
He grins and takes it in his hand, stroking it while he stares at me, his smouldering blue eyes blazing into me. He leans his huge frame back against his desk, sitting on the edge while he jacks his massive dick.
“Holy shit, Daddy,” I blurt out, blinking at him. “You’re… You’re huge! This is going to hurt, isn’t it?”
“You said you trusted me, right?”
I swallow and nod as my eyes lock on his dick. It must be nine inches long and thick as a tube sock! I tear my eyes from its pink, veiny glory, and look back up at my stepfather. Nodding again, I say, “Yes, I trust you, Daddy.”
“It’ll hurt a little,” he says. “But I promise, the pleasure will overtake the pain. I’ve been wanting to fuck you since I first laid eyes on you. I’ll make sure you cum again, baby girl.” He glances at the clock again. “I’ll go slowly, but if you really want to do this, we should get to it.”
Another nod. “I do. I want to lose my virginity before I go back out there.”
“Okay, then.” He starts jacking his cock a little faster and tilts his chin at my crotch. “Show me.”
My respiratory rate increases in time with his fist and nervous excitement fills my belly, but I’m not sure what he wants me to do. I bite my bottom lip. “Show you?”
“Show me your pussy,” he says, lust coating his voice. “I want to see what I’m about to fuck.”
I glance down quickly at my skirt. My clit throbs and heat spreads across my groin and down my thighs. With nervous, shaky hands, I reach down and lift the hem of my white tennis skirt, exposing my smooth mound and slit at the crux of my legs.
I raise my eyes back to his to find him gritting his teeth and looking like he wants to devour me. It was one thing for Daddy to have fingered me like he did, but this makes me feel totally exposed… and totally turned on by the intensity of his desire.
Daddy pushes off the desk and walks over to me, his nine-inch monster poking out in front of him like a bayonet. He reaches down and pulls my white polo shirt off over my head before unclasping my bra, letting my tits bounce and sway as it drops to the floor.
He stands inches from me, palms his cock and starts rubbing its swollen purple head into my slit, moving it in small, little circles, glancing over the edge of my clit and making me whimper quietly with each pass.
He bends down and his lips meet mine, kissing me deeply and hungrily. His tongue probes my mouth just like his fingers probed into my pussy back on the tennis court. I reach up and circle my arms around his neck and kiss him back, letting my skirt fall back down, swirling my tongue around his.
I’ve wanted to kiss him for three years, and I relish every second. His hands reach up and grope and massage my tits, pinching my nipples hard and sending shocks of electrify down to my clit, making me moan into his mouth.
He reaches down and grabs my ass underneath my skirt. His hands are so big that as he squeezes and massages my flesh, his fingers are made wet from the slick juices coating my swollen folds at my centre.
“Get on the couch and spread your legs,” he growls, suddenly giving off a much more primal vibe. “Show me how you touch yourself.”
Wearing only my runners and my little white skirt, I pull back from his huge body and ease onto the couch, laying myself on the cushions. I spread my legs open for him, showing him just how wet he’s made me, and start rubbing my clit as I stare back at his huge cock.
I lick my lips. “Can I suck your dick, Daddy?” I ask him as I roll my clit around with the pads of my fingers. “I’ll keep touching myself, but I really want to suck that cock!”
He closes the space between us in two steps and takes hold of my jaw in his hands, making me gasp in surprise. He taps the head of his dick on my moist lips. “You want to suck Daddy’s cock, little girl?”
I nod at him as he pushes the smooth head around my lips. Hot, hard, and huge, and I can taste something salty and warm on his purple head. Precum has oozed out and I lap my tongue at it as he holds my cheeks in his fingers.
“Keep fingering that little pussy and open up wide,” he says and I obey. I open my mouth as wide as I can, hoping I can accommodate at least some of his huge rod. I take hold of his shaft up near the head as he guides himself into my mouth, grasping the base of his cock. My lips stretch and I can barely fit it in my mouth, but I do. My tongue explores the salty ridges and quickly laps up any beads of premium that come oozing out the little slit at the tip. My fingers start rubbing at my clit faster and faster and my jaw seems to gape even wider as I start getting sucking his cock further into my mouth.
“That’s right, baby. Suck Daddy’s cock good.”
“Mmm” I moan he pushes his hips into my face, grabbing the back of my head and forcing himself into the back of my throat. He starts to thrust a little and I grab old of his hips, suddenly desperate to have him deep inside my throat.
His cock pulses and surges in my mouth as I fondle his balls, rolling them in my hand. He groans out his pleasure and I feel a burst of pride that I’m pleasing him. “Jesus fucking Christ, that feels so fucking good,” he says, grabbing my ponytail in his fist. “Yeah, Baby Girl, take it all.”
My breathing is cut off and my eyes start w
atering as he presses the back of my head into his crotch, shoving his massive cock as far down my throat as possible. My pussy is throbbing with need and I stick my middle digit inside me, finger fucking myself while sucking Daddy’s cock down my throat. Tears squeeze out of the corners of my eyes before he releases my head and I rebound back, gasping for breath, as ropes of thick saliva stretch from his dick back to my face.
“I love sucking your cock, Daddy,” I say between breaths. “I love it so much!”
He ignores me and pushes me back onto the couch, straddling my legs with his knees. He leans over me and takes an erect nipple into his mouth as he grasps and squeezes my tit. He bites me and I cry out as the pleasure and pain mix in my body. He takes both of my tits in his hands and squishes them together, darting his tongue over my sensitive nipples, flicking at one with the tip of his wet tongue and pinching the other hard between his fingers.
His need and desire are at full force. Ripping himself away from my tits, he smashes his stubby mouth into mine, driving his tongue into my mouth again. My fingernails scrape down his back as I kiss him back.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Baby Girl,” he growls at me as I writhe and moan under his touch. “Are you ready?”
My heart starts pounding faster as I realize it’s about to happen. I’m finally going to lose my virginity. To my step-dad! “I’m ready, Daddy. I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
I spread my legs open as far as the couch will let me. Daddy palms his cock and positions himself between my legs. He grabs my legs and lifts my hips, bring me closer to him, and aiming the head of his dick at my sopping wet, juicy opening, he leans forward and pushes into me.