Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  I should have been worried about the punishment, but all I could think of was that with me sitting and him standing, I was at the perfect height to take his thickness in my mouth. Maybe if I…

  Snap out of it, Naddie, I thought. He’s married to your mom.

  “So, you think you’re ready to be a woman, huh Nadine?”

  “I’m sorry, Taylor, I don’t know what’s gotten into me today, I-“

  “Here’s what you’re going to do. I’m thinking this first name basis has got to stop. In private you will call me ‘Daddy’.”

  I frowned. I hadn’t called him that in years. “But… what?” I said, confused.

  “It would make me very happy, Nadine. You want to make me happy, don’t you?”

  My frown deepened. It was true, I did want to make him happy. I mean, if I made him happy he might let this slide. If I made him really happy he might…

  “Yes… uh… yes, Daddy.”

  “Good girl.”

  A tingle down my spine made me shiver with delight when he said that. I closed my eyes and did my best to stifle a little gasp, and when I opened them, I saw that Taylor had taken a half-step closer to me.

  I couldn’t even bring myself to look upwards, there was a definite bulge to the front of Taylor’s jeans. He obviously had no idea the kind of turmoil I was in today, the places my eyes were straying, how his very presence was driving me crazy.

  “I’ve got something to confess, princess. You know those pills you’ve been taking for the clinical trial?”

  I nodded, still not looking up. Either my mind was continuing to play cruel tricks on me, or that bulge was growing, getting thicker by the second. It wasn’t fair! All I wanted to do was reach out and stroke it. My knuckles went white on my bed covers.

  “They aren’t anti-inflammatories.”

  “Th-they’re not?” I asked.

  “Nope. They’re fertility drugs, and I’ve been told there’s never been anything like them before. There’s nobody else taking them, there is no trial. Therefore, according to the guy that invented the stuff, that makes it almost certain that you are the most fertile woman in the entire world. How does that sound, Nadine?”

  I had to close my eyes at the wave of pleasure that washed over me, I blushed and heard myself breathing deeply, almost climaxing from the idea alone. My nipples were rock hard to the point of pain, screaming out to be pinched and kneaded, played with, admired and loved. This was getting out of hand, and fast.

  “Daddy, you have to help me… I can’t stop thinking about…”

  I blushed furiously, my parents had never given me the birds and the bees talk, so the things I wanted to say to him were breaking entirely new ground. Embarrassing new ground.

  “I know. That’s one of the side-effects. What do you say we do something about it?”

  That brought my eyes up to meet his. Still breathing deeply, I could feel my hands shaking at my sides, on the verge of flying out to his stiffening dick.

  “But, Daddy, what about Mom?” I asked, fighting to stay loyal.

  “Don’t worry about her, princess. I think she’d be OK with it. Don’t you think she’d want me to fill her little girl with cum?”

  Mom did always want me to be happy, and he was right, nothing would make me happier than to feel him filling me up with his creamy seed. I bit my lip.

  “Yeah… she probably would, I guess. Is it really OK?”

  “Take my cock out, Nadine, and give me the best blowjob of my life and I promise I’ll get you pregnant today. I’ve been saving up the biggest load any sexy little slut ever took. Just. For. You.”

  Taylor’s promise was the most magical thing I’d ever heard, it was even better than my birthday party years ago when I’d been promised I could have a pony ride and be a fairy princess. And he called me a sexy little slut? I broke into a smile, him saying that just underlined the fact that we were being naughty together.

  My hands, not shaking any less despite the permission I had, reached towards the front of his jeans and tugged at the zipper. The sound of it coming down was like music to my ears.

  I reached inside and my fingertips caressed that bulge through his boxers. I pushed further and felt the warmth of his body envelop my hand as I curled my fingers around it as best I could.

  It was some combination of too big and too stiff for me to pull it out like he’d asked. I popped the button and, not letting go of his thickness, yanked his jeans down to his knees with one hand.

  Freed from the constraints of the denim, I felt his manhood quickly swelling even further as I tentatively stroked it through his underwear. I looked up at him in wonder, I’d never felt anything so majestic in my life.

  “Good girl, keep going. Take it out and put it in your mouth so I can finally fuck that pretty little face of yours.”

  “You think I’m pretty?” I asked.

  “Oh fuck yeah, Nadine. You’ve got the best cock-sucking lips in town.”

  Over the past several years I’d won numerous dance competitions, a spelling bee or two, and been chosen to read my speech with other kids from the state, but I’d never been more proud of myself than at that moment. I hooked my fingers over the elastic waistband of his boxers and carefully pulled them down, holding it well out at the front so it didn’t get entangled with his cock.

  A heavenly choir sang when I laid eyes on it for the first time and my mouth opened in a big ‘O’ of wonder. Taylor stepped between my legs, forcing them open to make room for himself as he positioned his hardening length right in front of my face.

  I leaned forward, tilting my head upwards and planting a tender kiss on the tip, and I gasped when it twitched in response. I kissed it a couple more times and then pulled it into my mouth with the help of my tongue.

  I sealed my lips on it, on the shaft just beyond the ridge, and swirled my tongue all around, feeling it twitch and pulse, growing bigger all the time. After only a few more seconds, I had to bring up both hands to keep it pointing at my face.

  Up close and personal it looked like a real monster. My hands looked tiny compared to its thickness, my fingers not quite reaching all the way around. The thought of stuffing it into my pussy seemed insane, it would never fit in a million years.

  Without a shred of doubt, I knew I was going to try though. No matter what, I was going to push and push until I had it all, until I was milking him for his creamy gold. Mmmm… yes!

  Until then, I had to learn and learn fast about how to give this much more experienced older man the best blowjob of his life. Once I’d circled around it a few times with my tongue, I looked up at Taylor for approval as I began bobbing my head up and down, sliding my lips along his shaft and over that bumpy ridge.

  My step-father signed in appreciation and reached down to stroke my cheek. I could have burst with pride at the wordless praise and began moving a little faster once his cock was good and slippery with my saliva.

  Taylor looked like he was in heaven on earth as he watched the tip of his cock plunge into my mouth over and over again, and he began thrusting forward shallowly to meet my bobbing head. Slowly but surely I moved my head backwards to avoid the end of his hard rod hitting the back of my throat, until Taylor gathered my hair in a rough ponytail in one hand and curled his fingers around the back of my neck with the other.

  “Where do you think you’re going, Nadine?” he asked.

  I couldn’t answer, there was far too much cock in my mouth for that, but he seemed intent on getting even more in. The inevitable happened, and when that engorged head hit the back of my throat, my eyes bulged and I pushed against his thighs with my hands.

  It was no use though, he was too strong, held me too firmly and his cock was just too deeply embedded in my face to escape from. If I moved around too much and grazed his shaft with my teeth that wouldn’t be the best blowjob he’d ever had… and then he might not get me pregnant, and that was unthinkable!

  With watering eyes and a thundering heart, I forced myself
to stay as still as I possibly could as the pressure increased. He was pushing with his hips, pulling with his hands, and watching with satisfaction as I struggled to accept him and did my best to be a good girl like he said.

  Finally, with a ‘pop’ sound, the tip of his cock entered my throat, and once more I felt that sensation of hard dick sliding past my lips. I felt like a sword swallower by the time his balls came to rest on my chin.

  When I felt their weight on me, I looked up at him through the blur of my watering eyes, searching for some kind of affirmation that I was doing exactly what he wanted. I couldn’t believe I’d taken the whole thing, and could only hope he was happy with me.

  “Damn you look sexy. Look at you, crying because you’ve got such a big cock in your mouth. Just you wait, little girl.”

  He pulled my head against him until my nose was pressing into his pelvis and there simply wasn’t any more dick he could cram into his step-daughter’s willing but unpractised mouth. Taylor sighed in pleasure as I began to feel the pangs of needing to breathe again.

  My face went progressively a deeper shade of red, my eyes watered even more, and still he held on. I couldn’t help it, I began struggling, pushing against his thighs again, pulling back, working my tongue on his cock to try to push it out.

  “Mmmmmm, that’s it,” he whispered with satisfaction, holding on for a moment longer before pulling his cock back into my mouth.

  I gasped air in around the spear of masculinity resting on my tongue, having never been more desperate for oxygen in my life. Taylor used the time to gather the fistful of hair he had into a tidier ponytail and wrapped it around his hand a couple of times, securing an even firmer grip for himself and asserting more control over me.

  That was a pretty big clue for what was coming, but when he said he was going to fuck my pretty little face, he really meant it. There was nothing in my life up to that day that could have prepared me for it.

  Just when I felt like I was breathing normally again, that fat cock of his pushed into my throat once more. Cooled by the air of my breath rushing around it, I felt it like an icicle going down until my body heated it up again after a few seconds.

  Taylor didn’t hold it there this time, instead he pulled back straight away until the ridge tickled the back of my throat for a second and he powered forward again, his balls slapping on my chin. My step-father pistonned his cock in and out of my mouth, holding my head steady as he literally fucked my face.

  “Holy shit, Nadine,” he said through clenched teeth. “That is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. You’re doing so well.”

  My fleeting thoughts of pushing against him again to try and get a break for air dispersed like perfume on the wind and I made do with snatching little gasps here and there when he pulled back far enough to let me. Taylor pounded into my face with reckless abandon and the squelching sounds seemed so loud in my little room.

  Rivulets of saliva and pre-cum leaked out of the corners of my mouth and dribbled down to the upper swells of my breasts before disappearing down my cleavage and under my shirt. There was nothing I could do about the mess, about how hard he was fucking my face, about anything, and it was so hot to be used like this, to be the centre of this huge-cocked sexy older man’s whole universe for a while.

  I began bucking my hips, feeling my pussy rub against my slick panties and my bed. It didn’t take much of this to bring me back to the brink of orgasm, and I slipped my hands up my skirt to touch myself as I locked eyes with my step-father.

  With one hand pulling my soaking underwear to one side, I quickly coated my middle finger of the other hand in my slippery juices and flicked it back and forth across my clit. Before this week, touching myself like this had felt good, of course, but I was so much more sensitive now. I knew this was going to be the biggest climax I’d ever had.

  With each breath Taylor allowed me to take, I moaned right on his cock, a deep and animalistic sound that almost scared me with its building intensity. A fuzzy ball of electric euphoria was building and bouncing between my belly and clit with every stroke of his cock and flick of my finger, and I wasn’t sure if I could handle it.

  I tried to focus on his face, but my eyes kept on rolling back in my head with the sheer pleasure of it all. Just as I was about to dive into a violent whirlpool of sensation, Taylor pulled himself out of my mouth and shoved me backwards so I sprawled on my bed.

  “Please, Daddy! I need it!” I reached out for his big throbbing dick again.

  “Not yet, Nadine, you only get to cum when I’m fucking that sweet pussy of yours. Face down and ass up, little girl. Now.”

  I scrambled to do as he said, pushing my ass up in the air like a surrender flag and looking over my shoulder as he pulled something out of his pocket and then kicked off his jeans and underwear. The bed shifted under me as he positioned himself straddling my lower legs and flipped my skirt up over my back.

  Taylor yanked my panties downwards and they ended up around my knees, just below the tops of my knee socks. I heard him make a hungry sound after a short pause.

  “That is a perfect little pink pussy, Nadine, sweet Jesus am I going to fuck you hard.”

  “Do it, Daddy!”

  Taylor leaned forward and I felt his hot breath on my virgin petals a second before he licked me from my clit to the opposite end of my pussy in one long stroke, planting a kiss between my legs after his tongue left me. I squealed in surprised pleasure, that orgasm of mine still lurking just beneath the surface, ready to burst to life at any moment.

  “Mmmmm, so fucking good,” Taylor muttered.

  Something small, smooth and plasticky-hard, as opposed to huge and fleshy-hard, caressed my outer labia and I craned my neck to see what Taylor was doing. My questions were answered when I felt that small plastic something slipping inside me.

  “I don’t want a vibrator, I want you, Daddy.”

  “Don’t worry about that, princess, you’re going to get all of Daddy that you can take. I’m going to fucking ruin you. This is just a little extra fun.”

  The vibrator, not turned on, pushed inside me and touched my hymen. Taylor twisted it around, getting it good and wet with my natural lubricants as I clamped down on it with my virgin tunnel.

  I’d only ever used my fingers to get myself off before, but even so, this little thing wasn’t particularly a challenge to accommodate. Then he pulled it out and pushed it against my asshole and I gasped and fell forward.

  “Things aren’t supposed to go… in there, Daddy!” I squealed.

  “They are if I say they are,” growled Taylor.

  My step-father reached past my head and grabbed my pillow and a couple of teddy bears, stuffing them under my hips so that my ass was presented to him once more and I couldn’t do the same thing to get away. Once again that little vibrator pushed at my tightly clenched rear entrance and, lubricated as it was, there was no hope of me being able to deny it entry.

  When nothing but the base was sticking out, Taylor did something and the little wonder-machine sprang to life. I yelped and squirmed, alarmed at how much power that tiny device was packing and surprised at how good it felt to have it pleasuring my ass.

  The vibrations were so strong that I thought if I looked over my shoulder now I’d see my ass was a blur. Everything felt like it was electrified, especially my clit, and that monster orgasm was threatening to come out of it’s lair again almost instantly.

  “Quick, Daddy, I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” I panted.

  Taylor’s cock was at my entrance as fast as lightning, rubbing its thick tip up and down like a paint brush, getting good and wet again after its brief stint in the open air. I should have been intimidated by the size of it, how much it might hurt, but all I wanted was to make sure he was buried to the hilt inside of me when I came.

  Thankfully, my step-dad seemed to have no intentions of wasting any time with pleasantries, and was soon forcing himself into me. My pussy lips stretched, and the tighter they went as the
y tried to accept his thickness, the more intense the vibrations seemed to feel.

  My pussy was a humming ring of fire when I finally felt him slip inside properly and meet my hymen. For a second I thought about how utterly insane it was that I was losing my virginity to my step-dad, but then Taylor drove all thoughts away as he thrust forward, powering through my virginity like wet paper.

  The sudden fiery sting, that surge of sensation, combined with the vibrations finally pushed me over the edge and I felt like I exploded with pure bliss. The line between pain and pleasure was blurred to incoherence as I was rocked by an orgasm of impossible proportions and Taylor began fucking me as hard as he had promised.

  The hum of the vibrator was punctuated by the slap of his balls on my ass and the impact of his body slamming against mine. I was lost somewhere in space and could only vaguely connect these sensations to my physical form. Who knew you could get fucked so hard you had an out of body experience? Not me.

  Taylor grabbed a fistful of my hair again, pulling my face out of the covers where I’d buried it and used the hair like reins to ride me. With one hand, he spanked my ass on each cheek as if this was a rodeo.

  Smack! Smack!

  My ass stung and brought me a few steps back to reality as what were, I was sure, perfect red hand prints began to stand out on my skin. Taylor fucked me so hard that it bordered on violence, the strands of my hair that he wasn’t holding shook wildly every time our bodies met and I moaned like a whore when he reached around and squeezed one perky teen breast.

  My vision blurred with the intensity of it all, the fire between my legs was all-consuming. Lovemaking couldn’t possibly be in Taylor’s vocabulary. He was doing exactly what he said, he was ruining me. How could I ever be satisfied with another man after this?

  Through the haze of heat between my legs I started feeling something much more desirable, the quivers of a second climax in quick succession. Taylor must have sensed a change in me, because I heard him snigger quietly.