“Cum on my face, Kyle, I want it!” Ashley said, and it pushed Kyle over the edge.
“Uuhhhhhh!” he groaned as a huge spurt of cum erupted from his cock, hitting Ashley in the forehead and began dribbling down between her eyes on to her nose. A second spurt missed her face completely, landing in her hair, the third hit her on the cheek. At last the final spurt hit her on the tongue, followed by several smaller drops as Ashley watched Kyle milk himself on to her face.
“Holy shit, you are a good fuck, Ashley.” Kyle collapsed on to the bed. Ashley lay back beside him and stared up at the camera, feeling his thick cum still on her face.
“Will you fuck me some more, Kyle?” Ashley asked hopefully.
“Yes, but not now. I’ve got a lot of editing to do, and I’ve got to get your video up on the website so we can start getting the revenue coming in. “ Kyle thought for a moment. “Hey your friend, Sasha, the one who cheated on the exams with you, when does she turn eighteen?”
Ashley smiled “In two weeks.”
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Countdown to Fuck 2: Blackmailed by my Stepdaddy
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After her encounter with Kyle on her birthday, Ashley thought she could file the experience away as a part of her experimental youth. Unfortunately for her, Peter, her mom's husband, has found out about it and is not pleased. Will Ashley be able to find a way to convince Peter to keep her secret and smooth things over with her mom?
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Pseudo-Incest, Blackmail, Dubious Consent, Stepfather, Stepdaughter, Schoolgirl
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School is out! Ashley was almost ready for the big end of year party. It would be great to have one last blow out with everybody before everybody split up and went their own separate ways in their own separate lives. Her friend Sasha had organised a Schoolboys and Schoolgirls themed party at her place because Sasha’s parents were out of town.
So much had changed in Ashley’s life in the past month since she turned 18. Her step-brother Kyle had used her as his first model to help set up his fledgling porn business ‘Countdown to Fuck.’ Things were going well for him. As soon as he had finished editing the video and uploaded it to his website, it had become an incredible success. He got lucky with a favourable review very early, which he said drove a lot of traffic to the website, and the promotional videos and photographs he had taken of her did the rest. Subscriptions were flooding in, and had picked up pace as Kyle uploaded various preview pictures of upcoming models.
Ashley had helped him with some dirt on Sasha, who quickly helped him make his second full length video on the website in return for his silence. Sasha may never have forgiven her if Kyle hadn’t have fucked her so well. Kyle said he was almost done editing the video. Ashley couldn’t wait to see the finished product.
Things were actually going really well for Ashley too. True to his word Kyle had not told anybody about Ashley and Sasha cheating on their exams. Their exam results were back and they had both passed with flying colours, Ashley had also been provisionally accepted into her college of choice. The contract that Kyle had her sign was actually quite generous under the circumstances, she was getting paid royalties based on how many users on Kyle’s website downloaded her video and photo sets. Already, after only being up for such a short time, most of her first year of college tuition was paid for. It was quite a weight off her shoulders.
Ashley looked at herself in the full-length mirror on her wardrobe. Usually she had problems finding the perfect outfit, but not so this time. Dressing like a schoolgirl was pretty easy, it was getting the outfit out the front door past the watchful eyes of her Mother and Step-Father that was going to be the tough bit.
Ashley had tied her long blonde hair into pigtails at each side of her head, she could feel the ends of the pigtails brushing on her lower back, which was exposed under her white button up shirt that she had tied to show off a bare midriff. Barely covering her ass was maybe the world’s shortest tartan skirt. If Ashley wasn’t careful about where she bent over this evening, then potentially a lot of people would be getting a clear view of her white panties covering her pussy from behind. Maybe if she was having a wardrobe malfunction, her pussy would actually be peeking out the side slightly!
Ashley closed her eyes as she imagined Chris from her chemistry class sitting in a chair while she innocently dropped something in front of him and just had to pick it up. She’d been so busy after missing the previous party that had coincided with her birthday that she hadn’t had a chance to fuck him yet. Hopefully that would all change this evening.
Ashley finished rolling on some white stockings that stopped near the top of her thighs, still below the hem of her skirt, and looked at her favourite black high heeled shoes. Ashley refrained from putting them on yet though, the straps were really difficult to undo sometimes, so she’d put them on just before she was ready to leave.
A car started its engine out on the driveway, Ashley peaked out of her curtains and saw her Mother reversing towards the road, then drive off down the street. Odd. Her mother was on call, but she so rarely got called in that Ashley struggled to remember the last time it had happened. The sound of her Mother’s car had barely faded when Ashley heard a knock at her bedroom door.
“Hello?” she asked. It could only be her Step-Father, Peter, because Kyle had already gone back to the city where his college was located to sort out various things in regards to his new business.
“It’s Peter, we need to talk.”
“Wait, I’m not decent!” Ashley said, slightly panicked. She heard something mumbled from the other side of the door, it sounded kind of like “I know” but she couldn’t be sure. Instead, Peter said in a louder voice “Come to our room in a couple of minutes, young lady, I have something I need to discuss with you.”
Ashley heard footsteps retreating from her bedroom door. What was going on here? Why would he need to see her in their room, rather than in the living room or something? Once again faced with the conundrum of how to cover her slutty outfit, Ashley drew on her recent experience and wrapped her bathrobe around herself before opening her door and marching herself down the hallway.
Peeking into the room Peter shared with her Mother she saw him standing near the foot of their bed with a few pieces of paper in his hands, they appeared to be pictures of something.
“What is it?” Ashley asked, annoyed that her party preparations had been interrupted.
“I’d get that tone out of your voice if I were you.” Peter responded “You are in so much fucking trouble.”
Ashley paled… the only other male to have spoken to her like that was Kyle when he found out she had cheated on her exams. What had happened now? Had Kyle gone back on his word and told on her anyway?
“You care to tell me just what the fuck I should say to my workmates when they hand me pictures like this?” Peter threw the pieces of paper at her and they fluttered around in all directions. One landed at her feet. Ashley recognised the face depicted on the paper, it was her own after all. If that was all the paper showed then it most likely wou
ldn’t have been a problem, but also in the photo was a large cock resting on her tongue as rivulets of semen dripped off her face and were clearly visible in her hair. Oh fuck she thought.
“Your Mother and I agreed that you should pack your things and leave. Tonight, straight away. She was too upset to even talk to you, so she’s staying with her sister until I call to say you’re gone.” Peter said in an angry tone.
“Please, no! I… don’t have anywhere to go!” Ashley felt tears welling up.
“Also, didn’t you have to write essays about what a fine moral character you’ve got as part of your college applications? I think the colleges should probably be sent these as illustrations and appendices for those essays. Provisional acceptance is very easily revoked you know.”
Ashley hung her head and looked down at the picture of herself latched on to Kyle’s cock. After a few days of slight nervousness when her video and pictures went online, she had actually thought it was something she could safely file away as a happy memory of her experimental youth. It looked like she was wrong.
“Please, Peter, I’ll… I’ll do anything… will you… please…” Ashley lost track of what she was trying to say as she continued to stare down at the photo. All she could hear was the pounding of her heart in her ears, drowning out everything else. Peter seemed to be saying something, but Ashley missed it.
“Sorry… excuse me?” she said.
“I said, maybe we can work something out.”
“Yes! Please! I need to go to college, I don’t want to throw my whole life away.”
“No, that would be a shame wouldn’t it?” Peter walked over to the side of the bed he shared with Ashley’s Mother and stood by the bedside drawers and paused.
“Here’s what I propose. Firstly, I think you need a real attitude change. You’ve obviously gone through life with men and boys wrapped around your little finger, expecting them to do whatever you want. It’s given you a real sense of entitlement that really rubs me the wrong way, so from now on you’re going to be treating me with respect. No more of that backchat and bullshit.”
“Yes! No problem, Peter!” Ashley dared to hope she would get off this lightly, but Peter carried on.
“Secondly, you never really seemed to appreciate the fact that I’m you’re Step-Father, not one of your classmates. From now on when we’re out in public, you will call me Mr. Jenson…”
“OK, Peter… er… Mr. Jenson!” Ashley said enthusiastically. She had gotten used to calling him Peter, but was sure she could remember often enough so that she wouldn’t slip up very much. Peter continued.
“… and in private, you will call me Daddy.”
Ashley’s jaw dropped in astonishment. “But you’re not my Dad!”
“I don’t give a fuck!” Peter yelled “Do you want to move out and deal with the questions from the colleges about all that cum on your face?”
Ashley returned her gaze to the floor. “No.”
“No, who?”
“No…Daddy.” Ashley blushed as she said it. It felt so wrong, so forbidden, so… Oh No she thought. It was strangely exciting.
“Good girl, Ashley, that’s what Daddy wanted to hear.”
Ashley heard him open one of the drawers he was standing next to then saw his feet approach her as she continued looking downwards, her cheeks burning. When he was standing close, so close the swell of her breasts padded by the bathrobe nearly touched him, he stopped advancing. The smell of his aftershave gently wafted over her and she quietly inhaled it in, whimpering silently to herself, god he smelled good.
“One last thing, Ashley. I can’t have all my friends at work shoving all those pictures in my face every day and having a laugh at my expense. Can I?” Peter was so close she could feel his breath on the top of her head as she continued to look down.
Standing so close, she couldn’t help but sense the sheer size of him. He was slightly talker than Kyle, which put him at probably around 6 foot 4, and he showed the full muscular body and rugged good looks that Kyle was only just beginning to blossom into. Kyle had lived a life of AV equipment and computers, Peter had lived a life of hard physical work and his body was powerful because it needed to be.
“No.” Ashley responded looking up at his face.
“No who?”
“No, Daddy!” Ashley said with more enthusiasm than even she expected. His face was so similar to Kyle’s, the same piercing blue eyes were set below the same wavy black hair. Peter was only in his 40s, having been married and divorced quite early in his life, so Ashley had been told. Ashley felt her pussy begin to betray her, moistening as she looked up at him. What was it? Was it because he looked so much like Kyle, the man who had taken her virginity and made her cum so hard? Was it because she liked when a man finally took control, when she had dominated them her whole life? She wasn’t sure, but she was only just managing to hold herself back now.
Peter smiled. “So here’s what we’re going to do. We’re going to fuck and we’re going to make a little video out of it, so you can help me have an appropriate response at work. Do you want to help me, Ashley?”
Ashley licked her lips and looked at him with her green eyes wide, almost not believing what she was considering saying. If her Mother didn’t like her getting fucked on the internet by a stranger (Kyle’s editing had carefully left his identity out of it) what would she think of Ashley fucking her husband?
“What…what about Mom?” Ashley almost whispered and moved forward so her breasts made contact with him. Ashley’s nipples tingled through her bra, shirt and bathrobe, hardening slightly.
Peter placed his fingers under her chin and held her head in place as he bent down and kissed her on the lips. Ashley’s eyes remained wide open as she stared into his face at close range, surprised by his boldness. Peter’s lips mashed against hers, kissing her firmly. He moved his hand to the back of her head and continued kissing her. Ashley felt his tongue slip between her lips and first touch her tenderly, then more forcefully as Peter tried to get her to respond to the kiss.
Ashley’s mouth opened almost without her thinking and Peter’s tongue rushed in to caress her own, forcing his kiss ever deeper until Ashley’s mouth was wide open and she sucked back at him with abandon. Finally Peter broke off the kiss.
“I won’t tell her.” He said “But I’ll think of you when I’m fucking her. What do you say, Ashley? Will you be Daddy’s little cumslut from now on, like on the internet? Do you want me to smooth things over with your Mom and keep these pictures from getting to the colleges?”
There was now only one answer Ashley wanted to give.
“Yes, Daddy, I’ll be your little cumslut.” She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him in a way that had always driven the boys at her school wild.
“Good girl, Ashley. Now, get on your knees, right here.”
Ashley knelt down on the soft carpet, her head directly level with Peter’s crotch, and looked up at him. From this vantage point Ashley could see that he was carrying a camcorder. That must have been what he had retrieved from the drawer by the bed. Peter wasn’t looking at her, he was concentrating on the camcorder, pressing buttons. Ashley heard a brief sound clip of a man and woman moaning coming from the camcorder, accompanied by a rhythmic slapping sound, but it was quickly cut off.
Finally a little red light lit up and Peter said.
“OK, Ashley, tell me what you want.”
“I want to get fucked by my Daddy on camera!” Ashley said.
“Reach into my pants and take my cock out.” Peter said.
Ashley looked back down at the front of his blue jeans and took a deep breath. Reaching up with both hands she pulled the little flap that hides the zip with her right and grabbed the copper coloured zip between the finger and thumb of her left hand. She began pulling downwards.
Ashley stared into the shadows of his pants, seeing only his boxers as the zip reached the end of its short journey. She glanced up and looked at Peter, but he said nothing. She looked
at the camcorder for a moment and then back at the gap created by his undone zip. Ashley reached in with her left hand and got her first feel of his cock through his boxers.
Ashley quietly gasped in mild surprise as she realised that his cock was only semi hard. This was the first time she had felt a cock that wasn’t at absolute full erection, even Kyle had remained hard after fucking her until he got dressed again. Ashley supposed it was because Peter was a real man, not just a boy that got hard whenever there was the hint of pussy within a mile. He would have fucked so many times that Ashley began to feel self-conscious about her inexperience.
Reaching in further she ran her hand down along his shaft from the outside of his boxers, trying to find the end of it. She soon did and repeated the process a few times, stroking all the way along the shaft, tickling the head and then pulling her hand back. The boxers had a button at the front that she was unable to open with just one hand, so she squeezed her other hand in through the open zip and fumbled at it briefly before Peter’s boxers were also open to her searching fingers.
Ashley felt Peter’s cock between her fingers and thumb, it felt so thick already. Kyle’s had been longer, she guessed, but she thought she might have difficulty with this. Reaching in further, she got a grip on it and began to slowly tug it out, the heat of his cock sending warmth up her hand. The head finally came into view and Ashley looked up at Peter again, leaving her hand wrapped around his slowly engorging penis halfway down the shaft.
“What now, Daddy?” Ashley asked innocently, but she already knew what he was going to say. He was going to tell her to suck his cock, wasn’t that what they always said to do? The consensus from the giggling sleepovers she’d had with her friends previously was a resounding ‘yes’. Peter didn’t disappoint.
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