Love Me, Daddy

by Shelly Pasia

  Sucking it was not so easy, the simply length of it was overwhelming, but Tracy was experienced. She licked and sucked and gave him a deep throat blow job.

  “That’s my girl.” He let out with a pleasurable moan, “You should teach your mum a thing or two about sucking.”

  The thought of being better than her judgmental mother turned her on even more, she went on to suck on him and only got up when he pulled her by her hair. He then placed a rough kiss on her lips before throwing her weight on the bed and burying his head in her crotch. Her juices were already dripping and as he nibbled, sucked and licked, Tracy moaned and encouraged him not to stop.

  She was wet and ready when he placed one leg on his neck and plunged through her slippery cunt. The feel of cock in her excited him and she let out a louder moan as her pussy embraced him.

  “You are perfect,” he let out as he paused to feel her warmth, “Tight and sweet and so bloody hot.”

  His words aroused her the more and she dug her hands in his back urging him to thrust. He didn’t need to be shot twice; he pumped her and squeezed her breasts as he did. Tracy did not expect him to have that much momentum for his age. He made her seat up and placed a kiss on her lips before thrusting harder and faster as he dug his hands through her tangled hair.

  “Who’s your daddy?” he asked her as he went on to thrust in her.

  “You are.”

  “Say it.”

  “Daddy,” she let out in a loud moan, “Big daddy.”

  “That’s my girl,” he said and without warning pulled out of her. He then directed her head to his very hard cock and asked her to suck on it. She did as asked, but thought it as a waste of time; she would rather have it in her pussy than her mouth.

  “Fuck me,” she pleaded with sad eyes. “Please fuck me.”

  Sam got her to stand on her feet before turning her on her heel and plunging into her pussy from the back. He went on to thrust harder and faster without mercy as he pulled back his hair.

  “Who is your daddy?” he asked again as he slapped her across her bare ass.

  “You are,” she let out with a soft moan. “Big daddy.”

  “You are sweeter than your mother,” he let out and went on to spank her again this time harder. He said this as he went on to thrust into her as he grabbed her hair. His cock filled her up making her scream and very wet. The ripple of pleasure caught her by surprise; a tingly sensation shot up from the spine and settled on her clit. Her body then shuddered as she succumbed to the earth rocking orgasm that took control of her whole being.

  “That’s it,” he said to her. “Cum for daddy.”

  He let out a wide smile after she came and without warning pulled out of her and aimed his still hard dick on another entrance. Her butt was tight but he could tell she had been penetrated before.

  “I want you to cum again,” he said to her as he slid in and began pumping her ass. She shut her eyes and loved the different sensations searing through her body. He held her by the waist as he thrust into her, slowly at first and then picked up momentum. He loved how her body was squeamish under his touch and went on to pull her hair and spank her behind as he fucked her in the ass.

  “Do you like it?” he asked as he kept on moving.

  “I love to daddy.”

  He spanked her one more time and tightened his grip on her waist and shut his eyes. He was on the verge of his climax and he could tell so was she. He held her tighter and spanked her ass before letting out a hot load in her. Her body rippled and shuddered once more right after he had gotten to his climax and without warning came all over him.

  They remained in the same position for a quick second before pulling out and letting his weight slum down on her bed.

  “That was amazing,” he said and placed a kiss on her forehead. “You were amazing.”

  Tracy looked at her stepdaddy and the guilt took on a new turn, she loved the sex but hated the aftermath feeling.

  “Get out,” she said to him and pointed to the door. “Get out of my room.”

  He did not respond but simply got to his feet and walked to the door, she had just gotten a reason to move out of home and it was not because of her mothers’ nagging.

  The End

  In Daddy’s Bed

  The club was boring. I was not so sure if it had something to do with the music or the simple fact that I was a third wheel. My best friend, Rebecca, had invited me out but she had failed to mention that her boyfriend would be joining us. They had only dated for two months, but were banging like rabbits in heat, all the time, every time. Her boyfriend had called his friend to come join us and I waited on him with not much anticipation. This was the main problem when your single best friend gets a serious boyfriend, she tends to think the three of you are dating and will want you to tag along to everything.

  I sipped on my martini and went on to nod my head to the loud music, my gaze was fixed at the entrance as I did a guess game on my hook up. Some maintained eye contact with me but only one headed to our table and smiled in Rob’s way (Rebecca’s boyfriend).

  He looked okay, clad in a yellow tea shirt with white shorts and a goofy smile that screamed party mode. I shifted slightly in my seat and patiently waited on the introductions, he smiled my way and undressed me with his eyes. Though he was good looking, I felt uncomfortable under his gaze but returned the gesture with a bright smile.

  “Sam, this is Lisa,” Rob introduced. “Lisa, meet my friend Sam.”

  I smiled again and let him seat next to me as I went on to sip on my drink. The rest of the night went on fine, I danced a little, let him fondle my behind and took more drinks. Rebecca was having a better time than I was, she looked horny and I was envious.

  “Do you wanna get out of here?” Sam whispered in my ear.

  “Yes,” I answered and noticed the excited look on his face. “But I would like to go home.”

  I was honestly tired and wanted to lie down. I had a long day ahead and was not really feeling Sam’s vibes. His touch was, however, electric and reminded me of my dry spell but I was no longer into one night stands and was never an easy lay either. He smiled at me and nodded as we both got to our feet. I had a side conversation with Rebecca who was cheering me on to give it up to Sam before we left the club. We walked over to his car, he got the door for me, made sure I was well strapped in the co-driver’s seat before walking over to his side and starting the car.

  “You live far from here?” he asked as he reversed from the parking lot.

  “No,” I answered and gave him directions to my place.

  We made small talk, but I was not quite warming up to him, his words felt rehearsed and was still hopeful for a bang.

  “Do you live alone?” he asked as he parked at the front of my house.

  “No, I live with my mother and stepfather,” I answered and almost giggled at the disappointed look on his face.

  “Why don’t we go over to mine? I don’t live very far from here,” he asked.

  “I don’t even know your second name,” I said disgustedly. “I don’t get down like that.”

  I was just about to step out of his car but he grabbed me by my wrist and held me back. I shot him a quick glance but he ignored it and went on ahead to pinch my nipples and stick his hand up my dress. I tolerated it for a minute; I had not felt a masculine touch in over three months!

  “I got to go,” I answered and broke free of him.

  I then stepped out of his car and did not bother to look back at him. I left him with a huge boner and part of me pitied his blue balls. The front door was locked and I walked through the kitchen and was shocked when I saw the light still on.

  My stepdad was rummaging through the fridge when I walked in, he had his bathrobe on and a wide smile lit up on his face when he saw me walk in.

  “Hey Lisa, had fun?”

  “Barely,” I answered before kicking off my heels and placing my purse on the kitchen counter.

  “What happened, I thought you w
ere going out with Rebecca?”

  “I was,” I let out as I sat on one of the kitchen stools and gave him my full attention. “But she decided to tag her new boy toy along.”

  “Third wheel.”

  “Big time,” I answered

  “Are you hungry? I can fix you an omelet real quick?”

  “Sure,” I answered excitedly and watched him get to work. Something about his bare chest made me slightly uncomfortable. But I found a way to calm myself; he was my stepdad for God’s sake!

  “Is mom back?” I asked as I watched him light up the stove.

  “She rescheduled her flight; I will have to pick her up very early.”

  “Why are you up?”

  “Couldn’t sleep,” he answered.

  “Lonely bed?” I teased and loved the wicked grin that played on his thin lips.

  “Something like that,” he answered back. “You should get a boyfriend, Lisa.”

  “What makes you think I do not have one?

  “You wouldn’t be back home if you had one,” he answered as he went on to do his thing over the stove “You would be somewhere fucking his brains out.”

  I let out a loud giggle, my stepdad and I had always been close and he would always tease me about anything. However, something about him that night bothered me and not in a good way. He had a small bulge in his pants and I could tell it had come from the vague sex talk we were having. He placed the omelet plate in front of me and I munched on it mercilessly.

  “I will head back to bed now,” he answered and turned on his heel. His departure left me feeling lonely and the thought of Sam playing with my nipples in the car left me feeling horny. After devouring my omelet, I walked over to his room. The lights were out but the door was slightly open, I hesitated for a minute at the door but got in and tiptoed to his bed. His back was facing the wall when I slid through the covers and hugged him from the back.

  “Lisa, what do you want?” he asked me without turning.

  Wasn’t it obvious? Was he really going to make me spell it out? I was still high from the drinks I had the previously and felt confident and bullet proof.

  “I want to fuck you,” I answered with a note of certainty in my voice.

  I felt shy, almost immediately and thought he would scold me or tell me to get the hell out but his reaction was different. It looked like my mother had not been doing a lot of things right. He squeezed me in a tight embrace and I could feel his boner dig into my thigh, I was still in my short party dress with no underwear beneath and loved how he pulled it over my head.

  He then went on to unclip my bra, and within no time at all I was lying naked in my stepfather’s arms. He had his pajama pants on which he took off in a mini second and let his boner graze my clit. The feeling of cock was exhilarating and I wanted nothing more than him to slide in and fuck my brains out.

  But he made me wait, he pinched my nipples gently before placing his mouth on one of them and extending the palm of his hand to my pussy. I was wet upon touch and loved how he played with me as I squirmed with pleasure. He then went on to place a kiss on my lips before flipping me over and having me on doggy style.

  I wanted him so bad that I stifled a scream, I wanted his cock to pound me but he stalled. He went on to bury his face in my behind before licking my ass and fingering me. My juices were flowing and I wanted to cry out loud when he spanked me. It however, became too much for me when he repeated this act a few times and I felt dizzy with anticipation.

  “Fuck me,” I pleaded. “Please, fuck me.”

  I gyrated my ass and tried to tease him as I pleaded with him, he held on to my booty and slid in from behind. He then spanked me hard before thrusting, he slid his finger in my ass and went on to thrust into me. Slowly at first and in an almost gentle loving way, I could hear the wish washy sound my pussy let out as he moved in me and didn’t want him to stop. He spanked me again and my body reluctantly gave in. Without warning my orgasm took control of me and I came with a loud moan. He paused and waited on me to come before pulling out of my pussy and directing my mouth to his dick.

  “Taste my cum.” he said as he shoved his dick in my mouth.

  I took it whole heartedly and sucked like my life depended on it. I loved the moans he let out when I did it and secretly wondered if my mother was that good in giving head. The sucking got me excited again and I wanted more dick, I directed my hand to my clit and was more than pleased by my already wet pussy.

  He then pulled me up, made me like on my back before placing both my legs on his shoulders and fucking me hard. His cock felt sweet and the rhythmic thrusts overwhelmed me, he knew where and how to hit and this got me more than excited.

  “Who’s you Daddy?” he called out as he went on to thrust hard and fast into me.

  “You are,” I answered.

  He circled his palm on my neck and went on to fuck me harder before squeezing my boobs. He then all of a sudden slapped me across the face and I didn’t know what to think about this gesture. I had only seen it in porn films but never really tried it. He slapped me a second time, but I was ready for it this time and when I relaxed into it loved it to pieces.

  “You are a naughty girl,” he said before slapping me a third time.

  He then pulled out of me, made me lie across his laps with my bare behind facing up and spanked me.

  “You are a very naughty girl,” he let out and spanked me again. “Are you a naughty girl?”

  “Yes,” I answered in almost a whisper.

  “Daddy is going to teach you a lesson,” he went on to say and spanked me some more.

  “Teach me a lesson.”

  The feeling made me wet. I loved how he handled me and shut my eyes as he spanked me some more. After which, he made me lie on my tummy and slid his dick into me. The blend of his sweet dick against the sharp pain from the spanking was exquisite. He held my hair in a ponytail before fucking me harder and harder. I let out a loud moan, shut my eyes and succumbed to the edge of my orgasm. He too was getting to his climax and we both soared to it as he exploded his hot load into me.

  Our bodies vibrated with a slight spasm of pleasure, this was the best sex I had ever had in my 22 years. Things, of course, became awkward when he pulled out and I picked up my party dress and headed to my room, I had just fucked my stepdad and I liked it.

  The End

  Sexy Stepdaughter

  Life with Jemma was nothing short of amazing. I had married young and she could suck dick like no other chic I had ever been with. I was happy, I had no complaints about her and we had a good friendship. All this changed, however, when her daughter came into the picture and decided to shit on what I had with her mother. Well, that was one way of looking at it. She was a little whore and could suck dick better than her mother, but I digress. Let me take you back to where it all began.

  One Sunday afternoon Jemma decided to meet up with her socialite crew and catch up with her girlfriends. I knew she hadn’t seen them in a while and that only meant she would not be back home early. I toyed around with the idea of playing golf, but felt lazy and was not in the mood for cooperate talk like my golf buddies. I decided on a glass of scotch, classical music and chilling in my back yard. It was all going well until my stepdaughter decided to interrupt my smooth music with the loud bullshit that every other girl her age listened to these days.

  I automatically got pissed, got on my feet with my scotch still in hand and walked over to my office. The idea was to hand her wireless earphones so that the noise would only be for her not the entire household. I knocked on her door and waited for a response but none came. I was sure she couldn’t hear me over the loud music and after knocking on the door a few more times, I dared to open it. I walked into an unexpected scene of her boyfriend fondling her breasts as they shared a passionate kiss. I tried calling out to her, but she still couldn’t hear me over the noise and had no other option than to turn down the stereo.

  “What are you doing here?” she asked but was not
shocked. The boyfriend was more rattled by my presence.

  “I brought you these,” I answered and placed the wireless earphones on her study table. “I was trying to listen to some classical music before you interrupted me.”

  “Ok,” she answered with a cheeky smile before turning to her nervous boy toy and introducing us to one another. “This is Tony. Tony this is my stepdad, Roy.”

  “Nice to meet you.”

  “I wish I could say the same,” I answered before turning my attention to Kate with questioning eyebrows.

  “Tony is my study partner from college,” she went on to explain. “We were just studying.”

  “I am sure you were.”

  Tony got to his feet and pulled his shirt over his scrawny chest. He looked more responsible than my stepdaughter and I secretly wondered if he was giving it to her right. He grabbed his backpack that was lying on the floor, swung it over his shoulders and started heading for the door.

  “I think I should leave,” he said to the both of us before diverting his attention to me but not really looking me in the eye. “I am sorry Mr. Baker.”

  He rushed out of the room and left the two of staring at each other in an awkward silence. Kate was still undressed and she did not bother to cover her well-rounded perfect tits as she stared at me.

  “I need to get back to my music,” I announced before pointing to the headphones. “Kindly make use of them.”

  “Are you going to tell on me?”

  The question caught me off guard as I was just about to walk out of the room, she spread open her legs and let me take a sneak peak at her well shaved cunt.

  “Tell what? Who?” I mumbled with my words as I enjoyed the sight.

  “Will you tell mom that I had a boy in my room?”

  “No, let’s just keep that between us,” I answered before turning on my heel in an attempt to hide my boner. Shame clouded my face as I fathomed on how sick I must be for me to get turned on by my stepdaughter. In my defense, she was really hot and every time I wanted to walk away from her she seduced me back.