Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  “Stick your tongue out,” I said.

  When she complied, I grasped my rock-hard cock at the base and slapped it against her tongue and all over her face. Her lips sought out the tip as it slapped her, trying to get me into her mouth. Eventually, through skill, luck, or my mercy, she caught it and sucked me into heaven.

  Gal’s mouth molded itself around my stiff cock, her tongue pleasured me in that hot wet tightness and all the while her beautiful eyes looked up at me with lust, hope, and sweet submission. I groaned, there were no words for this ecstasy, this triumph.

  Through eyes forced nearly closed by pleasure, I watched the way Gal’s plump lips bulged out when my cock almost escaped her mouth, then receded again when the tip slid back inside along her tongue. Gal slurped to try and keep the dribbles of saliva and pre-cum from escaping the corners of her mouth, but she was fighting a losing battle and I was about to tip the odds even further against her.

  When Gal’s head bobbed, I met it with a casual thrust of my hips and the head of my cock touched the back of her throat. Like her twin, Gal coughed and spluttered at the mercy of her gag reflex. Unlike with Brie, I decided to make her endure it, to force her to pleasure me against the resistance of her own body.

  She tried to pull back, but I forced her head down on my cock, even stepping forward a little until the back of her head hit the wall and there was nowhere for her to run. Tears streamed from her eyes as she coughed and spluttered around the thick meaty invader hammering on the door to her throat.

  I let out a shuddering breath as I put more pressure on Gal’s virgin throat and finally felt it surrender to my masculine need. It was still a gloriously tight fit, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

  Gal looked up at me with desperation, but all she would have been able to see of me was a blur through the tears. This blur wasn’t going to hold anything back, though.

  Inch after inch of my manhood disappeared into my step-daughter’s mouth. Her luscious lips were a tight ring that separated the cool air on my shaft to the almost searing heat of her mouth and throat, and it slid ever closer to the body.

  Finally, Gal’s nose touched my pelvis and I cradled the back of her head with both hands to pull her against me as hard as I could and make sure every last part of my cock was buried inside her. Gal squeezed her eyes shut and I felt her tongue and throat trying to swallow around me or push me out, to clear her airway one means or the other.

  When her face turned so red I could no longer see the blush on her cheek from where I’d slapped her, I pulled my cock out and let my step-daughter gasp a few breaths of air before thrusting forward until my balls slapped her chin again. Gal lurched with a guttural squelching sound and I threw my head back, my eyes closed, just enjoying the sensation as I thrust into her mouth over and over again.

  I fucked Gal’s face harder with each passing second. She had to make the choice to either push her head against me, meeting my thrusts, or the back of her head would bump against the wall. It was all I could do to remember to let her breathe every now and then, interrupting the constant flow of pleasure her tender teen body was giving me.

  During one such break, I slapped her face with my cock again, splashing her with our combined juices. She was a mess, a perfect sexy mess.

  “If you love it say ‘thank you, Daddy’.” I instructed.

  “Thank you, Daddy,” Gal panted.

  “Again.”

  “Thank you, D-mmmf!”

  When her mouth opened, I slid my cock home again, running my hand over her throat, feeling the way it bulged her neck out. With my other hand cupping the back of her head, I fucked that pretty little mouth as hard as I could.

  Gal’s head was almost a blur with the ferocity of my fucking. Her hair, where it wasn’t matted down by sweat, saliva, pre-cum, or all three, waved back and forth wildly.

  When I started to feel that telltale sensation at the tip of my cock, something akin to the satisfaction of an itch being scratched, I knew my orgasm was approaching fast, and I didn’t want to waste it down Gal’s throat. No, the first creamy load of sperm my girl ever took inside her should be in the unprotected depths of her pussy.

  I pulled back and Gal nearly collapsed without my cock to support her. Thick, hanging, globs of saliva and pre-cum dropped from the underside of my shaft on to the back of Gal’s head as I let her catch her breath for a moment, admiring the sight of my shy step-daughter pushed to her sexual limits. Then I had a bright idea.

  “Come over here.”

  I grabbed another fistful of Gal’s hair and marched back towards my desk. Gal scrambled to her feet rather than be dragged across the floor and only just achieved some semblance of balance when I shoved her head forward and made her bend over my desk.

  Leaning over Gal, my hard cock nuzzled between her ass cheeks through her skirt. I reached over and spun my laptop around to face us before turning on the webcam and beginning to record.

  Gal’s face filled most of the screen. When I fucked her, she’d be staring into her own eyes, watching her own expression contort as her daddy filled her with cock.

  “Just imagine who I might show this too, Gal. Imagine if everybody knew what a slut you were. I bet you’d like that. You wouldn’t need to worry about how to start conversations with guys then, huh? But you’d turn them down now… because who do you belong to?”

  “You,” Gal said without hesitation.

  “Fuck yes you do.”

  For a few moments, I fumbled around pulling up her ridiculously long flowery skirt before giving up and simply tugging it down to expose her perfect little ass incased in what might have been pristine white panties reasonably recently, but were now soaked to the point of transparency. I cupped my step-daughter’s sex and found it to be mind-bendingly hot and wet.

  “Holy fuck, girl, you’re wetter than a waterpark down here. You really like being put in your place, huh?”

  “Only by you, Daddy.”

  I didn’t even have to tell her to say that, it was straight from the heart. Or maybe straight from her clit, that part of her body may have been in my second in command over Gal at this point.

  Gripping her saturated underwear at the hips, I peeled it off her, as Gal watched herself on my laptop screen, seeming to admire the flush on her face, the mess of our combined juices matting her hair. For my own part, I’d already been enjoying that view for several minutes, so my attention was focused on the untouched playground being revealed directly in front of my face when Gal’s panties cleared the bottom of her ass and I saw that virgin pink slit peeking out at me.

  Even as I watched, I saw a glistening droplet of her slick nectar form on her labia and start to trickle downwards. I scooped it up with one finger and circled around her tight opening and Gal shuddered at my exploration.

  I could feel the heat radiating off her and she was almost as hot to the touch as she was slippery. With a gentle push, her pussy lips swallowed my finger and my digit disappeared inside her virgin tunnel easily, until I felt the evidence of her virginity.

  With a smile, I teased the inner walls of her pussy with a ‘come here’ gesture and left my finger inside her as I stood up and leaned over her again. I pulled up on her opening, making Gal gasp and rise up on the tips of her toes, effectively presenting her ass to me.

  “I am going to fuck you so damn hard, Gal, you make sure you watch yourself on that screen.”

  “Mmmm,” Gal’s wordless affirmative came.

  I stood up straight and finished the job Gal had started with my pants, pushing them down to my ankles and stepping out of each leg before moving forward and feeling the way Gal’s bare ass hugged the shaft of my stiff cock with nothing between us this time. I could see her face in the laptop screen, expectant, desperate, scared, driven halfway crazy with lust… all of that.

  With a firm grasp of my hard length, I moved my hips back and aimed my cock at Gal’s unprotected pussy. Her labia first kissed the tip and then parted at my insistence, swal
lowing me like her mouth had.

  Her pussy was wetter, slicker, than her mouth, but orders of magnitude tighter. Fortunately my desk was heavy and my cock was hard to the point of being practically unbendable. Gal was pinned between a cock and a hard place and once more left with nowhere to escape, even if she wanted to.

  My step-daughter squealed at the sensation of my thick cock stretching her in ways she’d never been stretched before. Gal’s face was a mask of concentration, fighting to reconcile the pain and the pleasure that were all coming from one source, the place where her body was being invaded by a man for the first time.

  When her pussy lips closed over the bumpy ridge of my cock and formed a tight ring around my shaft, Gal’s expression melted with relief for a moment, but I didn’t give her more than a second of reprieve from my assault. I had to make this timid little sex kitten in disguise take my entire length, and that meant I had to push through the final barrier of her innocence.

  My cock met Gal’s hymen and pushed against it like an unstoppable army at a fort made from a wet paper bag. I felt Gal break on me and then felt her pussy muscles contract instinctively, trying to stop my advance, but only serving to intensify my pleasure. Gal must have been forcing herself to relax before.

  The heat of her enveloped me once more to the base of my cock and I smirked at Gal’s wide-eyed awe that I could see in the laptop screen.

  “What are you thinking, Gal?”

  “I can’t believe there’s so much cock inside me…”

  With one hand on the small of her back, keeping her steady, I started rocking back and forth, dragging my length out of her and slowly giving it back. Gal growled and moaned with my every movement, vocalizing her struggle.

  Once I’d built a slow but steady rhythm, I reached forward and pulled Gal more upright by grabbing her hair. Once I had access, I reached under her arms with both hands and took a firm grasp of her shirt before ripping it wide open and sending buttons flying in every direction.

  With the buttons gone, it was easy to pull the shirt off behind Gal’s back, and then free her breasts from the confines of her bra. Once the last of her clothing was gone, I pushed her forward again, not all the way, just far enough so that her tits made it back into the recording. I wanted to see them shake when I watched the video of her getting fucked from behind.

  I moved my hands to her waist and curled my fingers around her hips, testing my control over her body by slowly increasing the speed and power of my thrusts. Gal alternatively arched her back forward and back, changing the angles of my thrusts into her depths, squealing, screaming, groaning, growling with the changes in sensation she was able to give herself.

  My orgasm, which had been threatening before, was building up once again. Gal’s pussy was clamped on my cock with almost superhuman strength. After several minutes of this, I wasn’t going to be able to last much longer.

  Quickly releasing one grip on her waist, I grabbed her hair and forced her all the way down again so her face was on screen once more. The pain was gone from her face, she looked like she’d died and gone to heaven.

  “Who fucks you best, Gal? Look into the camera, tell anybody who might watch this.”

  “Daddy! Daddy fucks me the best!” Gal almost screamed.

  “Good girl! I’m going to cum inside you… any… fucking… second… when you feel me cum, you can have your orgasm, OK?”

  “Yes!”

  Pressure built up inside my entire body, but nowhere more so than my cock. I felt like my orgasm was going to make me explode, and the only thing that was going to hold my hard shaft together was Gal’s vice-like pussy grip.

  Like an approaching freight train, my climax seemed to come from afar and then the noise of it, the pleasure of it engulfed my entire world. My muscles all tightened and I pulled my step-daughter’s body against me as I felt the sweet release of jetting a giant spurt of semen against Gal’s cervix.

  Through slitted eyelids, I could see Gal’s mouth on screen in a wide ‘O’ of pleasure, her brows knitted together as her pussy muscles pulsated in waves around my hard cock. Her tight tunnel gripped me so perfectly it felt like she was born to take my cock, to make me feel this ecstasy was her purpose in life.

  I couldn’t keep track of how many times my cock twitched and spurted creamy sperm into my formerly shy step-daughter, but when my bliss faded to a dull ache and I pulled back, both of her inner thighs from her pussy to her feet were drenched with my seed and her own sweet nectar. I took a step back and collapsed into the chair Gal had sat in not so long ago.

  “Get on your knees right here.” I pointed to the floor between my feet.

  Gal turned and almost slid off my desk in a daze. She crawled over and knelt where I’d instructed.

  “Clean my cock and balls with your tongue, Gal. Lick me clean.”

  Gal got to work, licking and sucking my cock so well that by the time she was finished, the Queen could have happily eaten her dinner off it.

  “Was that what you always wanted?” I asked, dreamily.

  “Yes… that was perfect. I didn’t know I could feel this happy,” said Gal.

  I gently pushed on Gal’s head until she rested it on my thigh, her cute little nose nuzzling my newly-cleaned cock, which she gave a loving little kiss.

  “We’ll have to do it again sometime,” I said.

  “Maybe lots of times,” said Gal.

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  One Way Out 1: Laura

  Description

  Laura should have stuck to the job description... instead she used Mr. Rawlings' house as a base of operations to use and sell a controlled substance.

  Unfortunately for her, the nanny-cam caught everything and now that they've got the house all to themselves, it's time for this inexperienced brat to work her way out of this. With him, there's only one way out. It's going to be hard, unprotected and the cameras aren't going to miss any angle of this action either. What else will Laura have to do to keep her ever-growing secret? What if Mr. Rawlings wants Laura's help trapping the pure and innocent Valencia too? Can Laura bring herself to serve up her little sister to the hard-fucking Mr. Rawlings?

  Kinks/Sub-Genres

  School/College, Babysitter, Exhibitionism, Blackmail, Spy Cam, Recording

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  One Way Out 2: Valencia

  Description

  Valencia is the perfect little good girl. She’s always done the right thing and just wants everybody to be happy. But what would make Mr. Rawlings happiest is to lure her to his house under the pretense of babysitting his kids, drug the petite teen virgin on her 18th birth day and record himself fucking her from every possible angle until she can’t hold back her first orgasm any longer. Valencia is going to end up a creamy mess for the enjoyment of Mr. Rawlings and whoever he decides to show the video to!

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  “Right on time. Your sister said yo
u were dependable, but thanks for coming on such short notice, and on your birthday no less,” said Mr. Rawlings as he ushered me through the open door.

  “It’s no problem! Laura said you were great to work for and The Family Values Foundation always likes to hear about any extra responsibilities I take on.” I shrugged, “It’s not like I’m a party animal anyway.”

  The door closed behind me and Mr. Rawlings gestured down the hall. “Just head through there on the right to the living room. And, yes, The Family Values Foundation. They’re the ones who’ve awarded you the scholarship?”

  “Yes, full ride! I still can’t believe it. I mean, technically it’s not finalised yet, but they’ve said it’s as good as in the bag.”

  When I entered the living room, I had expected to see the kids there glued to the screen. Most of the kids I talked to at the library where I worked said they wanted to go home and play the latest game, sadly.

  In this case, they were nowhere to be seen. There were some snacks, glasses and a big pitcher of some kind of juice or iced tea on the coffee table though, as if waiting for them to have a bite to eat before brushing their teeth and going to bed.

  “Take a seat, Valencia,” said Mr. Rawlings. “Would you like some iced tea?”

  “Oh, yes please, it’s been such a hot day!”

  “I heard it’s going to be a pretty hot night too,” said Mr. Rawlings with a cryptic little smile as he poured me a drink.

  I sat on the left-hand side of the three-seater couch. To my surprise, Mr. Rawlings took the middle seat… well, half the middle and partway on my cushion, when he handed me my ice-cold glass.

  It was strangely close, but not quite touching. He sat back and rested one foot on the other knee like he was the most relaxed person in the world, and I sat on the edge of the seat, turned towards him slightly and took a big gulp of my drink.