Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  “That’s right, Kate, all if that… for you.”

  With his weight pressing down on my upper body, he used his free hand to reach up my skirt and yank my panties down until they were around my knees. After pushing my skirt up over my lower back, I felt that giant presence rubbing up and down between my soaking wet folds.

  “You’re so fucking wet for your daddy,” he breathed as he started pushing forward.

  I cried out in pain as my virgin pussy stretched and stretched, yet he still wasn’t inside me. If anything, I could have sworn that the sounds of my struggles seemed to make his cock throb and swell even more as he continued his assault.

  “I can’t take it! I can’t take it!” I yelled.

  Dan paid no attention whatsoever to my pleas and just when I thought I was going to pass out from the strain, I felt a small amount of relief as the head slipped inside. I let out a huge puff of air, but Dan was far from finished.

  Safely entrenched in my virgin slit, Dan squeezed my ass and drove his remaining length into my unsuspecting depths. I screamed like a banshee and struggled ineffectually under him, only seeming to impale myself further on his massive cock.

  It felt like his cock was red-hot and it was touching me in places even I had never explored, claiming my pussy by right of first contact. My step-father’s pelvis pushed against my ass as he strained to make sure every last fraction of an inch of his manhood was inside me.

  “Whose cock is in your pussy, Kate? Say it for me.”

  “Uhn… Daddy’s” I managed to gasp out.

  “Damn right.”

  Dan pulled back and slammed himself home again, our bodies slapping together loudly as I yelped once more. Then, with a torrent of curse words and filthy talk, Dan began sawing his girth in and out of my precious pink pussy, which hugged him so tight on all sides.

  I couldn’t begin to fathom the incredible sensation of fullness when he was balls-deep in my slit, nor how hard and fast he was fucking me. My ideas about gentle lovemaking may not have been in his repertoire, but the way he was pounding into me was bordering on ferocious.

  “Fuck I love the sounds you virgins make,” he hissed in my ear.

  A sheen of sweat was soon standing out on my forehead as I struggled to accommodate my hard-fucking step-father. I knew he was in incredible shape, but it was nothing short of astounding how long he was able to keep up the same pace.

  My pussy went from virgin to well-abused at almost the speed of light and, the whole time, that fire he lit was with me until it changed and took on a strangely pleasurable undertone. It was then that I realised I was arching my back and pushing my ass up against him, as if trying to get more cock inside me.

  “That’s it, princess. You’re gonna cum for Daddy, aren’t you? Go ahead… do it!”

  I didn’t think I’d have been able to stop it if he had told me to wait. There was no helping it, my step-father’s huge dick had forced another orgasm out of me.

  I screamed my affirmatives to nobody in particular, even uttering my very first swear word when I yelled out ‘fuck me’ in the middle of my tirade. My pussy clenched around his ever-thrusting cock and I felt a jet of hot cum at the apex of a particularly hard thrust.

  There was no energy left within me to deal with thoughts of the consequences of bareback sex, there was nothing to do but take Daddy’s sticky load in my fertile depths. Over and over again he spurted inside me as I orgasmed all around his jack-hammering length until I was so exhausted I thought I might be able to sleep for a year.

  Dan collapsed on top of me, still buried to the hilt, and we caught our breath together as I basked in the afterglow of my first sexual encounter. After a few minutes or hours, it was impossible for me to grasp time in that haze, Dan pulled himself out of me and I felt so empty all of a sudden. Have I always felt empty but not known it? I wondered.

  “Get yourself cleaned up and come meet me in the living room, we’ll have a talk about exactly how you’re gonna behave from here on out.”

  With that, my step-father left me alone in his workshop. After a while, I stood on wobbly legs and surveyed myself. I was covered in engine grease and Dan’s seed was mixed with the evidence of my lost virginity and flowing down the inside of both legs, reaching even my panties, which had fallen as far as my ankles now.

  My pussy ached from the punishment that had just been dealt out, but the sense of emptiness was far more prominent. I suspected the pain would pass, but there was one thing I knew. I wanted to be filled again. And again. Perhaps I wouldn’t get that ticket to the UK after all.

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  Five Ds in Zero Gs

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  Inexperienced brat, Gail, has never been the brightest star in the sky, but when the man of her house, Captain John Silver of the United Space Agency, gives her the most incredible opportunity as an incentive for graduating, she buckles down and turns that potential ‘F’ into a ‘D’ and takes her prize as a civilian tagalong with John and four other astronauts on the Myrrha-6 mission to observe a strange comet doing a close fly-by of Earth.

  When light from a solar flare passes through the comet’s tail and reflects off some swamp gas, the crew of Myrrha-6 are mysteriously stripped of all inhibitions, and before she knows it Gail is the centre of attention as five well-endowed men are no longer able to hold back their desire for her, including the most forbidden of all men, John himself.

  Gail is taken every way a woman can be taken, far harder than most, for her first time and although the idea of using protection does cross her mind… she can’t for the life of her think of why she should use it or ask them to pull out!

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  Pseudo-Incest, Breeding, Gangbang, Science Fiction, Stepfather, Stepdaughter, Virgin

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  There were a lot of perks that came along when my mom remarried Captain John Silver of the United Space Agency, not the least of which was all the sexy colleagues of his, who were suddenly family friends. When you saw them on TV it was hard to tell under those huge suits but the best astronauts all came from military backgrounds, mostly the Air Force.

  I swooned more than once growing up in that household, wrote their initials and mine in little love hearts in my diary and then wrote different ones the next month. None of them ever dared lay a hand on the step-daughter of their friend and colleague though. Not even when I, shall we say, tried to make myself ‘available’ to a couple of them, in my own fumbling, inexperienced, teenager kind of way at the various barbeques and get-togethers.

  John was no troll himself in the looks department. I was so proud of my mom landing such a handsome man, if a little jealous. On the bright side, everybody always said how much like her I was, so I sometimes let myself daydream about ending up with a guy like him. If it was his face inserted into those daydreams every now and then… what of it? It was the harmless fantasy of a girl who really loved her daddy, it wasn’t like I was ever going to do anything.

  He never looked down on me for not being a ‘straight-A’ kind of student, though he did his best to help boost my grades b
y helping me with my studies. I hated school and had no intentions of going to college, my dream was to become a model.

  I’d even done some shoots for a department store catalogue. I mean, it wasn’t a catwalk in Milan, yet, but it was a start! However, my final year of school was shaping up pretty badly, even I was embarrassed by how low some of my test scores were.

  That’s when John gave me the incentive and opportunity of a lifetime. If I could pass all of my exams at the end of the year and graduate then in the summer holidays as a special treat for my eighteenth birthday, he had arranged for me to be allocated a civilian seat on the Myrrha-6 mission to observe an unusual comet that had been detected and was due to pass between the Earth and the Moon.

  The United Space Agency had literally thousands of people waiting in the wings who wanted the seat, of course, I mean, who wouldn’t want to go to space? They were paid a fund by the government to give a certain number of seats to the public to increase the interest of space exploration in the masses, and all missions with civilians were streamed live via countless on-board cameras.

  Some previous ‘Civastronauts’ were lucky enough to essentially become reality-TV stars, it was the kind of exposure a hopeful model could only dream of… and it was a reward that any one of those thousands of people would be happy to take away from me. With John’s help, I worked harder than I ever had, and by the end of the year I turned my potential ‘F’ into a ‘D+’, making John and my mom about as proud as the parents of the valedictorian.

  When summer rolled around, it was with an army of butterflies in my stomach and a vice-like grip on the armrest that I was strapped into a tin can attached to several tons of explosives as the Myrrha-6 prepared to investigate the comet that was causing so much excitement in scientific circles. I had no idea what everybody was talking about, but John and the other four were definitely buzzing about it.

  The five of them, John, Sam, Chris, Lawrence and Michael, summed it up for me. Apparently mass spectroscopy had indicated that the comet largely consisted of an element that couldn’t possibly exist there, an unstable heavy element called mendelevium. It was thought to be only producible by synthesis and had a very short half-life, so it would be impossible for so much of the comet to be made of it. Of course there was the possibility that Earth-based instruments were subject to some kind of interference, so that was one thing we had to be prepared for.

  You tell me what the hell that was supposed to mean. I just nodded and gave them all my prettiest smile, wondering where on the ship I could escape to when I needed some alone time, my God these guys were hot!

  I started to fantasise about how I could possibly lose my virginity in space and keep it secret from my step-father as well as all the people back on Earth. It was a sexy, if a little unconventional, daydream that was driven from my mind by the countdown and the rumbling roar of the rockets.

  What happened on that mission, shown live on millions of screens, dropped jaws all over the world. Probably no jaw was dropped lower than the one John and I left back in our own house.

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  It was so strange to see the whole planet floating there surrounded by infinite black, and stranger still to field some of the random questions that were coming to me via the viewing public. I’d never been in the public eye like this before.

  My small-time modelling agency was being inundated with job offers for me, so by the time I touched down again, I’d be able to pick and choose from a lot of interesting work. Other than that, there wasn’t much news from back home. Aside from us, the big headlines were about an underwater earthquake that had let a bunch of gas into the air.

  When John and the others weren’t working it was a lot of fun, especially the compulsory ‘land-lubber getting used to zero gravity scene’ that the people back home loved to see. I spent a good twenty minutes flying around the cargo bay with everybody on hand to catch me if it looked like I was going to crash too hard.

  I made a point of bumping into my step-dad’s workmates, doing my best to keep a smirk off my face when they had no choice but put a hand on my ass or accidentally brush against my breasts to stop me from hitting the walls. The trip was every bit as sexually frustrating as I thought it would be though.

  We had to sleep in shifts in these little bunk pod things, with nothing but a curtain between us and everybody else if we wanted to get changed in private. The others seemed to have no qualms with going shirtless and teasing me with lean and muscular bodies before climbing into their beds.

  I did my best to hold out, but a couple of times I brought myself off from behind the cover of my own curtain, biting down on the pillow or the back of my wrist to stifle the tiny squeals of delight that did their best to burst out when I came. I had to wonder, how many orgasms had been had in space? It couldn’t have been many!

  After the comet passed and all the data started coming in, there wasn’t much for me to do except keep out of the way and do my best to field live viewer questions. It was amazing how fast the comet dwindled to a tiny speck again. A few hours later, John called me to the front of the ship for one last look because we wouldn’t be able to see it on our next orbit.

  The six of us crowded around the little window, looking at that bright white spot with the beautiful tail, poised between the sun and the curve of the Earth. The sunny side of our home planet was outlined by a thin orange band as the light passed through it, with a slight green tinge noticeable in one spot.

  Suddenly a burst of light temporarily blinded us, as if the universe had just taken a snapshot of Myrrha-6. I flinched and blinked, as did the others, and pulled back from the window with a gasp. My mind felt foggy, like I couldn’t quite think straight, and I shook it, trying to figure out what exactly had just happened.

  “What the hell was that?” asked John as the radio started jabbering with somebody at mission control. He floated over, pressed a button and answered. “Captain John Silver here, did you guys see that?”

  My step-father listened for a moment to the static-y gibberish that I had never been able to decipher and nodded to himself as a lengthy speech was reeled out by whoever was in charge of communications at that moment.

  I tried to listen to what was being said, but it was impossible to understand at the best of times, and now it was like there was this tiny little voice in my head getting louder and louder every second. Sam, the so-called rock star of astro-physics, was next to me and all I could think about was reaching out and stroking his cock through his pants.

  That’s not to say I hadn’t thought about it before but, oh my God, the urge was so strong that I had to use every scrap of willpower not to just pounce on him. I tried to edge away but then realised Chris, the youngest of the crew aside from me and the most recent Air Force convert, was immediately on my other side, and I started thinking about his abs and chest from the last time he’d gone shirtless in front of me. I desperately wanted to return the favour for him.

  I bunched my fists and held them at my sides, trying to look at nothing but my feet until John could come back and explain what was going on. John, the man of my house, the one I want to fuck more than anybody in the whole world…

  Wait a minute. I did a double-take at my own internal monologue. Had I really just thought that? It was something I’d delicately avoided ever admitting, even to myself, but now it had just popped out into my stream of consciousness.

  After an agonising eternity, John said something to the effect of ‘over-and-out’ and came back to where he’d left the rest of us. I managed to speak in a voice that quavered only a little bit.

  “What’s going on?”

  “They say it was a solar flare, the burst we saw must have been some fluke of light passing through the comet’s tail, and she said something about the methane from the earthquake. It’s hard to know for sure, it was that Martha woman on the other end. She’s got some huge tits but doesn’t really know shit about anything.”

  John’s mouth snapped shut and a look of horro
r crossed his face as he glanced at the nearest camera. He began stammering out an apology but wasn’t more than three words in when Lawrence piped up.

  “You should see them bounce when she’s getting fucked, man, that chick loves a cock in her ass more than… holy shit… I’m… I’m sorry John, Gail…”

  My mouth was clamped shut, but there was something I had to say, something I didn’t want to say, but it felt like a losing battle to stop it from coming out. Even before I opened my mouth I knew my face was burning with the most intense blush I’d ever sported.

  “You all make me so wet, all I can think about is your cocks.”

  I slapped my hand over my mouth and kicked off the wall, aiming for my bunk in the sleeping quarters even as Michael said he’d love to fuck me harder than I’d ever been fucked before. I heard myself yelling back over my shoulder that I was a virgin and couldn’t believe what I was saying.

  I caught the handle just to the side of my bed and swung around, hitting the back wall with my heels before pulling the curtain across and scrambling to hold on to something before I floated back through it and out into the open again. Even as I struggled with the shame and shock of what I’d just said, what they had just said, I found myself trying to justify it and trying to smooth things over.

  It’s all out in the open now, nothing to be ashamed of anymore. You might as well just go on out there and tell them what you want. Who knows? Maybe everybody can have a little bit of fun and you can look back on this day and laugh.

  “Oh my God,” I moaned into my hands as I covered my fierce-red face.

  It was crazy talk. My step-dad was out there, there were tons of people watching live and the audience was probably getting bigger with every passing second after word spread about that last little exchange.

  But why can’t you just ask for what you want? What’s the harm in it? Sex is nothing to be ashamed of, right?