Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  “Holy shit you’re tight, Maddie. Tightest pussy I ever felt, you sexy little bitch.”

  I couldn’t respond with actual English words. He wouldn’t have to fuck me hard with a cock that size to make it an intense experience, and as he immediately pulled back and slammed into me with enough force to make his balls slap loudly on my ass, I knew he wasn’t going to hold back. He was going to do exactly what I had just asked him to do.

  I moaned with each thrust as he wrapped one arm around the back of my neck and held on to my shoulder, pulling me down against his jack-hammering cock to fuck me with body-shaking force. The sound of his hard length sawing into me was punctuated every time with the appreciative clap of his balls on my ass and the sensation of my firm tits jiggling with the impact.

  My pussy was absolutely on fire with the barrage of sensation. Eighteen years of nothing only to be suddenly punished by a cock big enough to worship as a god, I was lucky I was so fucking wet and horny.

  I yelped and squealed, driven halfway insane by everything I was feeling, but when that fire started taking on a tingling sensation that reminded me more than a little bit about the climax I’d just had, I went comparatively quiet for a few seconds. It was a moment of clarity in the midst of the hardest fuck a virgin girl ever took from a step-father.

  Your daddy is going to get you pregnant.

  The thought marched around my head for a while and then found a good place to settle. I smiled and laced my fingers behind his neck, letting this buzzing ball of pleasure grow inside of me, fuelled by this magnificent cock that I could barely manage to fit and this incomparable man who deserved to fuck me above all others. I. Was. His.

  Wyatt pulled my legs up over his shoulders and leaned forward, raising my ass up to meet his ever-thrusting cock, letting his length stroke my untouched depths and brush against my cervix. I never thought one person could be so full of dick and that ridge tickled a particularly sensitive spot with every stroke. It was only a few minutes before I felt myself flung over the edge of that cliff again as my step-father brought me to the second orgasm of our little baby-making exercise.

  “Uuuuuhhhhnnnnn… I’m c-coming for you, Daddy…”

  My pussy muscles clamped down on his cock like a slippery vice and it felt like my whole body was vibrating with ecstasy. Wyatt grunted and fucked me at a manic pace for a few seconds, the slap of our bodies meeting sounding like giant playing cards against the spokes of a giant bicycle.

  I felt him stop for a fraction of a second and then a hot splash of semen against my cervix, then another hard stroke and another spurt. Wyatt held me tight, making sure I was exactly where he wanted me to be as he pumped jet after jet of sperm into his newly-deflowered step-daughter.

  Every deposit of creamy cum seemed to stoke the fire of my own pleasure and I screamed affirmatives and expletives that people probably heard across the lake or across the state. I’d never felt so assaulted by ecstasy in my life and I never wanted it to stop.

  Eventually it had to stop though, and the two of us relished the afterglow of our sex. My ears were ringing in the sudden silence, it seemed like all the wildlife of the forest within earshot had fled for their lives and the only thing to listen to was the sound of Wyatt kissing me, his cock still hard, thick, and buried to the hilt inside of me.

  “I’ve never cum so much in my life, princess,” Wyatt breathed.

  “You mean it?” I squirmed with pride, feeling his masculine presence all the more clearly when I did so.

  “Cross my heart. I’m so glad we’ve got another eight days here.”

  *****

  “Where have you been, honey?” My mom called from the living room as I walked in the door.

  “The library.”

  “On a Friday night?”

  “Yup, I found a book we should maybe all look at together.”

  I pulled said book out of my backpack and then dropped the backpack on the floor next to my shoes and found my parents sitting on the couch together watching a movie. Wyatt hit pause as I sat down and wriggled between them, holding the book on my lap so they couldn’t see the cover.

  “Well? What is it, Maddie?” Wyatt asked.

  With a fluttering heart I moved my hands out of the way to reveal the title ‘10,001 Baby Names’ and looked at each one of them nervously. Even though I knew they were both fully aware of what had been going on in this house since the camping trip, it was still hard to shake that generally accepted belief that if you get pregnant as a teenager your whole family will disown you.

  That notion was quickly dismissed when I felt their hugs envelope me from either side, my mom showering praises on me in one ear and Wyatt whispering about what a sexy little fucktoy I was in the other. I’d never been happier and the weight dropped easily from my shoulders. The future was looking so good.

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  It's the summer before college for inexperienced brat Nadine, and disaster has struck. The scholarship she thought was hers has fallen through and she doesn't have enough time left to earn what she needs. Thankfully, her BFF knows about a nice safe clinical trial for a pharmaceutical company that's paying crazy money, and best of all the man of her house, Taylor, can help her with it.

  After a few weeks... things start getting weird for Nadine. She's been brought up right, but suddenly she's having thoughts that are pushing her beyond the limits of her willpower. She can't get these depraved images of men out of her mind and she's being driven green with envy every time she sees a pregnant woman! She doesn't have a boyfriend, the local priest won't satisfy her cravings and the guy at the mall is done before his pants are even off. She's wet and wild and absolutely needs relief!

  When Taylor tells her the truth about what she's been taking, that she is now almost certainly the most fertile woman on the planet, and that these side-effects were all planned for his benefit, she can hardly believe what she's hearing. Even more unbelievable is what her body is telling her, that it would be the greatest thing in the world for Taylor to take her hard and without protection before she explodes with lust!

  Taylor is almost too big and he's going to make sure this first time really counts!

  Kinks/Sub-Genres

  Pseudo-Incest, Breeding, Stepfather, Stepdaughter, Rough Sex, Science Fiction, Virgin

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  Friends like Madeline were hard to find. We grew up together and everybody always talked about how inseparable we were. Maddie and Naddie, the terrible twosome.

  We were a lot alike, for a start, and had pretty similar experiences growing up, like how we barely ever knew our real fathers and how our Moms had remarried when we were still young. It was just one more thing for us to bond over.

  Our paths diverged a little at high school when I was sent to an all-girls boarding school and she stayed in the town we grew up in. That didn’t stop us from keeping in contact and catching up during every holiday.

  I was so jealous of her, hearing the stories about all the attention she got from the boys at her school. Some
of the guys I remembered had really filled out nicely, but she never seemed to feel like the time was right for her.

  I supposed that was one area that we were different. Spending year after year surrounded by nothing but girls, even the entire staff was female, I was feeling kind of stir crazy. I would have jumped at the boys with open legs if half of the things Maddie told me were true.

  As it was, even my holidays back home were too busy with dance practice for me to go to parties and stuff. I barely had enough time to catch up with Madeline, and we always promised chicks before dicks.

  The only guy who paid me any attention was my step father, Taylor. I was ashamed to admit to myself that he’d become my go-to fantasy after lights-out either at home or back at school.

  I tried to resist it, but the longer I went without touching myself, the more irresistible the thought of him became. Time and again, before I knew it, I was rationalising it, telling myself it was harmless puppy love, telling myself that there was no such thing as a thought-crime and boom my fingers were between my legs and the mere thought of him sent me to a pillow-biting climax.

  Now that I was eighteen, and Maddie and I were going to the same college after summer, I felt relieved, like I would finally be thrown into the big wide world and I’d be able to know what it was like to have a guy all lost in the throes of sexual need, concentrating everything he had on me. I’d have some other guys to take Taylor’s prized place in my hierarchy of lust.

  Then disaster struck. We weren’t poor or anything, but my parents had always insisted that once I turned eighteen, I was going to be treated like an adult and that meant paying my own way.

  College wasn’t going to be cheap and I had to choose to either work during my holidays and find a job once I got there, or apply myself at school and see if I couldn’t get a scholarship. I thought I’d try for the scholarship first, then I could always get a job if I didn’t get selected.

  Well, surprise surprise, I got the scholarship, so I didn’t bother applying for any jobs when I returned for the summer break. Instead I concentrated on keeping in shape so I could be ready for the dance tryouts when the semester started.

  Who knew that there could be problems with scholarship funds after they’d said that they were allocated to you? Not me. Suddenly I was left with no scholarship and not enough time to earn what I needed.

  Maddie came back from her family camping trip and I cried on her shoulder about it. She told me she had an idea, but she’d have to check with her step-dad about it.

  I couldn’t begin to describe what it felt like to have that ray of hope again. The last thing I wanted was to miss out on the opportunity to share the college experience with Maddie and catch up on everything a teenage girl could have done to her by a guy.

  It was the very next evening when I came home from the gym to find Taylor waiting for me. He called me into the living room and explained that there was a clinical trial going on for the pharmaceutical company Maddie’s step-dad worked for and I could take part in it.

  The best part? The pay was insane, especially for the amount of work involved. I could earn everything I needed in the remainder of the summer break and I could do it all from home, with Taylor taking the blood tests required each morning.

  Taylor looked me up and down, and my silly imagination could have sworn he lingered on the curves of my breasts for a moment. That was just the puppy love talking though.

  “Maddie and Wyatt laid out a pretty… convincing case that this is a good and safe thing to do. Your mom’s having her mid-life crisis road trip with the girls the next few weeks, which is convenient with how squeamish she’d get around the blood tests. You… uh… know how she is.”

  My mom sometimes fainted at the mere thought of blood, so yeah, she’d freak out if she was around and knew what was going on in her house. It seemed like a dream come true, so I took the little bottle Taylor gave me and popped my first pill right away.

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  I’d always considered myself a really sexual person trapped in a celibate situation, but as the weeks went on, my libido went into overdrive. I guessed part of it was just the excitement of finally being eighteen and being about to embark on what everybody always said was the craziest sexual experimentation time of their lives… but holy fuck I could not stop thinking about cocks.

  Big, hard, straight, thick, thrusting cocks. All for me. Ahhhh!

  After a night spent teased by dream after dream of sex where it felt like every man I’d ever met, and some my imagination created out of thin air, had their way with me, I woke up to find my pyjama bottoms absolutely soaked with my own juices. My muscles were sore like I’d been through a hell of a workout, but I wanted more.

  Not only that, but the thoughts I was having about Taylor as he took my blood test that morning were downright scary. I couldn’t stop myself from licking my lips as I saw how his arms filled out the arm-holes of his shirt, or when I caught a glimpse of his chest down the front of that shirt as he leaned over.

  He was so fit, so masculine, I bet getting fucked by him was like getting hit by a freight train of cock. I shook my head to try to get these thoughts out of my mind, and felt the cool air on a sheen of sweat on my forehead from the effort of keeping my mouth clamped shut.

  How I managed it, I had no idea. All I wanted in the world was to advise him about just how good my pussy would feel wrapped around his hard dick, about how he could bareback me as much as he wanted because condoms were yucky, and how we weren’t really related so it was OK.

  As soon as he had his sample and was sticking the little plastic tab into the machine Maddie’s step-dad had loaned us, I excused myself and I got the hell out of dodge. I stepped out of the front gate and looked around frantically for somebody with a hard dick.

  On the corner of my street was a church. I stood on the sidewalk chewing my fingernails for a full minute, swaying from side to side and waging a huge internal debate with myself. Just that tiny movement made my panties rub against my pussy and excited me to even more alarming levels and I felt a thin trickle of my own slippery nectar running down my inner thigh.

  I decided to go inside, though not to be absolved of my sins.

  The door shut with an ominous boom that echoed in the completely unpopulated hall. Row after row of benches faced the altar, and a little candle was lit over a booth off to the side. I went to it immediately.

  What followed was not one of the world’s great theological discussions. I left after the priest started flicking holy water at me through the mesh-covered window that separated us.

  I went to the mall and found a college guy stacking shelves in a department store for a summer job and dragged him into a secluded storeroom. I was on my knees in front of him ready to give my first blowjob when I pulled his pants down and discovered he’d already blown his load.

  For some reason, this seemed like the most heinous crime I’d ever heard of. It was like finding the cure for cancer and then throwing it in the incinerator. I stormed out in disgust.

  I found an older guy leaning against a wall and sidled up to him. It wasn’t long before I was rubbing my pussy against his upper thigh as he kissed me and I almost came right on the spot with the hope that I’d finally found somebody who I didn’t live with who could scratch my itch.

  Then his wife showed up and started making a scene. I wondered what her problem was, but security escorted me out the front doors anyway. They didn’t even pay any attention when I told them they could take turns with me.

  As I was leaving, I saw a woman with her two kids entering the mall. My jaw dropped at her sheer… audacity. She had two kids already and she was pregnant with another one? And I didn’t have any? It wasn’t fair!

  I went red in the face and stormed off before I gave her a piece of my mind. Before I knew it, I was at Maddie’s house, hammering on the door. She always talked about hearing her step-dad really giving it to her mom at night so I hoped I could catch him alone.

  My heart
leapt when Wyatt opened the door, but then I saw Maddie was right behind him and they both looked really red in the face as if they’d been in the living room exercising along with some aerobics video. That was weird, but I didn’t have any time for such considerations.

  “Hi Mr. Oliver… uh… hi, Maddie. I was wondering if I could… um… talk to you in private, Mr. Oliver? Sorry, Maddie... I just… I was… I’m so… horny… and you could fuck…”

  My eyes went wide and I looked from one to the other in horror at what had slipped out. Wyatt turned to look at his step-daughter before returning his attention to me.

  “Go home, Nadine. I’m going to call Taylor and he’ll be waiting for you.”

  Wyatt maintained a serious expression as he closed the door in my face, but Maddie looked over the moon for some reason. I couldn’t believe she was taking such joy at my impending doom. That was really not like her at all.

  What was Taylor going to do when he found out that I’d asked his old friend, my best friend’s step-dad, to fuck me? I was a dead girl walking, dragging my feet as I headed in the direction of home.

  To my surprise, he wasn’t waiting for me at the front door with his arms crossed. I unlocked it and stepped inside, peering around cautiously. Maybe Wyatt had thought better of calling.

  “Come up here right now, Nadine,” Taylor called from upstairs.

  It sounded like he was in my bedroom, and when I sheepishly entered it I found I was right. Standing there beside my bed, looking frustratingly sexy, all I’m-the-man-of-the-house, was my step-father.

  “Sit,” he said, indicating my bed.

  I sat, with no idea what this lecture might sound like. I’d never been in much trouble, and in my wildest dreams, I could never have foreseen what I’d done today.