Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  Justin tore through my hymen so gradually that it almost felt like the world had gone into slow motion. Things only sped up when there was no doubt that my virginity was forever his, and he fed his entire length into me until his balls came to a gentle rest on my ass.

  Every muscle in my body was tensed. Justin was touching me in places I’d never been touched before and I was so sensitive I swore I could feel every bump and ridge of his cock inside me.

  Just when I thought I was at the limits of what one teenage girl could feel, I discovered exactly why my mom made those sounds at night. My soon-to-be step-dad started sawing his cock in and out of my pussy, our bodies slapping together with power at the end of each stroke.

  Justin knew exactly what he was doing, driving his cock into me with ever-increasing speed until I was being shaken like a ragdoll with his thrusts. On the other hand, I didn’t know what to do with myself.

  Everywhere I touched was like a wonderland of sexual excitement. His bulging biceps, his washboard abs, his muscular ass.

  Eventually I had to settle for simply hanging on for dear life. The pain burned for an eternity, but then transformed into the kind of bliss that threatened to tear me apart if I let it grow big enough.

  None of this was any concern to Justin, who found his top gear and jack-hammered into me like there was no tomorrow. I lost my grip on him as my muscles began to quiver one by one, starting with my legs.

  I screamed affirmatives when my orgasm blossomed like a mushroom-cloud. My hands, tingling with sensation, sought new grips, but found nothing as a kaleidoscope of colors seemed to dance in front of my vision and Justin’s thrusts continued to shake my world.

  When I finally started floating back down into my own body, I felt Justin’s cock swell inside me and then he grunted as a jet of hot cum spurted into my unprotected depths.

  Since I didn’t have a boyfriend, I wasn’t on the pill, and a condom had never crossed my mind until this point. There was nothing between the millions of Justin’s sperm and my fertile body.

  “Oh fuuuuck, baby,” groaned Justin.

  If he was at all concerned about unprotected sex with a stripper he just met, he didn’t show it. He made no move to pull out at all, ensuring each and every jet of semen was deposited inside me and none was wasted.

  Finally, Justin collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my arms and legs around him, holding him tight. Every tiny movement of his still-hard cock in my pussy reminded me of the climaxes we’d just shared.

  I turned my head and gave him the most tender, loving, kiss I could, then held him tight again. This was a big thing that had just happened, and I didn’t know how it was going to affect the rest of my life, but for the time being, I was exactly where I wanted to be.

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  I always knew my mom was crafty, so say the least, but this plan of hers belonged in a heist movie. Apparently, she spotted the paperwork for my new employer in my room while looking for something else.

  From that, the seed was planted that would end with me in a hotel room with Justin’s cock buried in my pussy. She wanted me to experience the best sex that this planet had to offer, namely Justin, and she was sick of the way his and my loyalty to her always got in the way of what she saw we both wanted.

  She contacted John, and insisted that she be the one to book the stripper in his name. She left Justin with no doubt in his mind that he had her permission to do anything, anything, and anyone on his stag night.

  It was all her. She brought us together with just a little bit of anonymity and let us do the rest. She had it all planned.

  Well, almost all of it. They hadn’t been back from their honeymoon long when I started feeling a little queasy in the mornings. Lucky for me, I didn’t need to move across the country anymore and I made great money with my summer job, because there’s going to be an addition to our happy little family soon…

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  Totally Compliant 1: Brie

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  When I took my twin step-daughters, Brie and Gal, to the Great Poundini’s show, the stage hypnotist’s act was interrupted by a false fire alarm while my girls were still in a trance. After a few days, while Gal was out, I discovered I could make Brie do anything I want. Turns out, I don’t just want her to clean up her room, I want to take advantage of this pristine virgin teen and use her for my own pleasure over and over again.

  Kinks/Sub-Genres

  Pseudo-Incest, Barely Legal, Daddy, Daughter, Dubious Consent

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  Totally Compliant 2: Gal

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  After my experience with Brie a few days ago, I knew I could get away with doing anything I wanted to my other step-daughter, Gal. First, I used her continuing trance to explore the deepest fantasies and I was shocked at what I found. Gal was about as different in personality from Brie as an identical twin could be, a total shrinking violet compared with her outgoing sister. Yet, this shy girl was getting visibily excited telling me about how she wanted to be slapped, choked, used for pleasure until she cried… well, what kind of father would I be if I didn’t give my little girl everything she desired?

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  “Gal, could I see you in here for a moment?” I called.

  “Just a second!” I heard her call back.

  I leaned back in my chair and put my feet up on my desk while I waited. It had taken me a few days to recover from everything I did to Brie on Monday, but now I was ready. Now I had something to give Gal that would be worthy of her first time.

  It hadn’t been easy, watching Brie’s brunette double walking around the house, unknowingly teasing me with the prospect of what she was hiding under her conservative clothes. She wasn’t aware of it, but she was going to help me learn what it would be like to take the same girl’s virginity twice. Well… as close as you could get to it anyway thanks to the magic of twins.

  The thought crossed my mind that maybe she wasn’t a virgin, but I thought that if the outgoing and popular Brie hadn’t been with any boys, then her completely introverted sister was even less likely. Either way, I’d find out now.

  Gal poked her head in the door and smiled shyly. “What’s up, Dad?” she asked.

  I couldn’t help but smile like a Cheshire Cat on a bunch of happy drugs. I felt like I was playing some special-rules version of poker where my opponent wasn’t allowed to be dealt any cards.

  “Take a seat, Gal. I have to ask you something.”

  Gal’s brow furrowed as she slowly crossed the room, perhaps trying to figure out if she’d done something wrong. She sank into the chair equally slowly and held her hands out to the side in a ‘well?’ gesture.

  “Gal… how about those ambiguous recommendations?” I asked.

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nbsp; As soon as the words were out of my mouth, the tension left Gal’s shoulders and they slumped, relaxed, as her eyes went blank in the moment before her eyelids dropped. I licked my lips and tented my fingers in front of me.

  “Gal, I am going to ask you some questions and I want you to tell me the truth, understand?”

  “Yes.”

  Buoyed with the confidence of my recent experience with Brie, I didn’t beat about the bush with Gal. “Gal, are you a virgin?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you ever think about getting fucked?”

  “All the time.”

  The nonchalant tone from the trance she was under, combined with the specific answer she gave surprised me. Gal? My Gal, who could barely bring herself to say two words to somebody she didn’t know, thought about getting fucked all the time?

  “Why do you think it hasn’t happened yet?” I asked.

  “I’m too shy… too… weird. I tried a couple times to talk to boys… my face started burning right after I said ‘hi’ and I couldn’t even say anything else. I ran away and I heard them laughing. If I can’t even do that, I don’t know how I could ever ask them for what I really want? I hate myself.”

  I felt a surge of anger and sadness. “Gal… I don’t think you’re weird. If those boys didn’t see how lucky they were that you even decided to notice they exist, they’re too stupid to be worth thinking about, OK?”

  “OK.”

  Seriously, how dumb were kids these days that they could pass up on an opportunity to talk to a goddess like Gal? She was obviously just as beautiful as her popular twin, just a little softer and more ‘girly’ for lack of a better word.

  “What is it you would really have liked to ask them anyway, Gal?”

  “To fuck me until I scream, slap me, choke me, pull my hair until I cry… I think about it all the time, but I don’t think I’ll ever get what I want. I’m going to die alone and never know what it’s like to be,” Gal paused, “satisfied.”

  My jaw dropped. I couldn’t have been more surprised if Gal had opened her mouth and the Queen had stepped out, tipped her crown like a polite gentleman and scampered out of my office.

  Somehow, I composed myself and dropped my feet to the floor so I could stand up and walk around to beside where Gal was sitting. Her face was at the perfect height, right next to the clear bulge in my pants.

  “Gal, how would you feel if I told you that you could have exactly what you wanted? Exactly what you just described?”

  “I would feel like it was almost too good to be true,” she said.

  “Well… you can have exactly what you want. All you have to do is be a good little slut for me. You want to be a good little slut for me, Gal.”

  “Yes… I do,” she said.

  “Today, I’m going to set you free, Gal, give you everything you want. If something hurts too much I want you to say… uh…” I looked up at the ceiling as if the answer might be there, then shrugged. “Cucumber sandwich. That’s your safe-phrase, got it?”

  “If something hurts too much I say cucumber sandwich. Got it,” said Gal.

  “If you say anything else… like ‘no’ or ‘stop’ I will ignore you and keep on fucking. You can have your fantasy. Understand?”

  “Yes.”

  “You like that idea?”

  “Yes, I can already feel myself getting wet.”

  Holy fucking shit.

  “OK, let’s get started.”

  I reached down and grabbed a fistful of Gal’s hair, pulling her to her feet. Gal squealed and grasped at my hands, trying to free herself.

  “Dad! What are you doing?”

  “I’m taking what’s mine, princess.”

  “What? No!”

  I picked my moment when her hands were out of the way and slapped her firmly on the cheek, making her head rock to the side. When she turned back to me, her face was etched with surprise, awe… and unmistakable lust.

  “A girl like you doesn’t tell me no. Not now, not ever.”

  Using my grip on her hair, I forced Gal back until she hit the wall next to the door, knocking some of the air out of her. The impact seemed to help her regain her powers of speech.

  “Dad… please… please just let me go? What did I do?”

  I pressed my body against hers, pinning the sexy girl against the wall. Leaning down, I almost kissed her, but she turned her head away at the last moment, so I whispered in her ear.

  “You got nice and sexy for daddy, that’s what you did. Made me so fucking hard and now you’re going to have to do something about it.”

  “Dad! What’s happened to you? It’s me! It’s Gal! Let me go!”

  I leaned back far enough to slap her again, right on top of the red blush that was already flaring on her cheek from the first smack. Gal’s head rocked to the side again and I saw her eyes watering when she looked up at me, hand tentatively touching the side of her face.

  “I’m sorry… please just don’t hit me anymore… what do you want?”

  “I want to fuck you, Gal, and that’s what’s going to happen.”

  “But… I’m your daughter!”

  “Not really.”

  “But… I’m a virgin!”

  “Even better.”

  “Please! Can’t you just…”

  “If you ask me to let you go one more time…” I warned.

  “Um… can you… just touch me a little… not… you know… everything?”

  “You want me to touch you?”

  “No… but…”

  I squeezed her breast through her shirt and Gal gasped in surprise. Her soft flesh felt just a little fuller than her sister’s had, despite the two of them being twins. A result of their different athletic inclinations no doubt.

  “Damn, Gal, you are hot as fuck.” I let go of her hair to control one of her wrists and bring her hand to the hard bulge in my pants.

  “Dad! No!”

  Gal struggled to pull her hand away, but I easily overpowered her, making her rub my hard cock through my pants. I let go of her breast and grasped her neck briefly before gripping her jaw and turning her face towards me.

  With my fingers on either side of her face, her mouth was smooshed up into fish-lips, and I pressed my own against them. Gal’s first kiss from a man who had every intent of fucking her was a forceful one and she used her free arm to push me away a little.

  I moved my hand back to her neck and squeezed harder this time. “Don’t push me away. Understand?”

  Gal croaked a little, then nodded, so I released her neck and moved in to kiss her again. My daughter’s hand was on my cock, her breasts were pushing against my chest and my tongue was circling hers as I kissed her ever deeper. It was a heady mixture I couldn’t imagine ever getting enough of.

  I slipped my hand under Gal’s shirt and squeezed her tender teen flesh through her bra. Gal reached up to stop me, but she returned her arm to her side with her fist bunched up and let me grope her to my heart’s content as I kissed her.

  When our lips parted, Gal panted and visibly fought back her desire to jump at me and continue, her will to finally have her fantasy outweighing her urges. Perhaps with a little help from my hypnotic suggestion.

  “Is that enough?” she asked.

  I laughed and pressed myself against her, tapping her cheek with my palm again, just on the lower limit of being a legitimate slap.

  “No, Gal. I’m going to force my cock into your virgin pussy and take away something you can never get back, never give to anybody else. You’ll be mine forever once I cum inside you.”

  “Dad… please…”

  Smack!

  “Ow!”

  “Who owns you, Gal? Who owns you?”

  Gal dropped her head in shame. “You do.”

  Smack!

  “Did you say something?” I pressed.

  “You do,” she said, louder.

  “Damn right I do. Now… down… on… your… knees.”

  “W-what?”

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nbsp; Smack!

  One side of Gal’s face was blatantly glowing even more than the shame and lust could possibly hope to match on the other side. Her lip quivered as she sank to her knees in front of me and I moved back to give her the space she needed to follow my instructions.

  Like the good girl she was, she kept her hand on the bulge at the front of my pants until her knees sank into the soft carpet of my home office. She looked up at me with those pretty blue eyes, the personification of complete submission.

  “Unzip my pants, take my cock out.”

  Gal brought her other hand to the front of my pants and pulled the zipper down before reaching inside and navigating around my boxers with her fingers. I could feel her trembling with fear and excitement, every movement making me harder with the knowledge of the power I had over this pristine little virgin.

  Soon, she worked those fingers through the gap at the front of my underwear and I felt my second step-daughter’s hand on my bare cock for the first time. With how hard her sexy little body had made me, it was no easy task for her to get my engorged shaft past my zipper, but she carefully worked at it until the prize was hers.

  Gal looked up at it in undisguised awe and didn’t even flinch when a stringy drip of pre-cum hung off the tip of my cock for a moment before snapping off and falling on her lower lip. I tilted my head to the side to watch that show and smiled.

  “What do you think of that, Gal?”

  “It’s… incredible…” she breathed.

  “Now, fucking worship that cock with your tongue… your mouth.”

  Gal licked her lips and gulped, but tentatively licked near the base of my cock, sticking her tongue into my pants to do so. I sighed with contentment as she slowly dragged that wet pleasure-muscle up the underside of my shaft all the way to the tip. I twisted my fist in her hair and made her turn her head up to me.