Jessica comes home from her date early to comfort Eddie, her step-father, who's grieving his wife's sudden abandonment. She has no idea she'll end up punished as he gives her some comfort of his own. - Contains spanking, and sex between a stepdaughter and stepfather. All characters in this book are 18 or older.
For Daddy’s Love, by Bree Jandora
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“Nice catch,” Eddie said.
“Thanks.” I held the keys jingling in my fingers, smiling at my mom’s ex-husband.
“What time you gonna be back?”
“Not sure.” I sighed. “Why? You have a problem with me going out?”
He shrugged. “I was just kind of hoping we could spend some time together tonight.”
I gulped. “Uhh, well, I wish you’d told me that. I wouldn’t have made other plans.
It was one of my rare weekends away from college. I decided to spend it with my former stepfather, Eddie. He still lived in my hometown, unlike my mom, who had gone off to join the circus. Well, she hadn’t really gone off to join the circus. It was our inside joke. Honestly, we weren’t sure where she went. We only knew she was gone. I was thankful to still have a place to call home. My stepbrothers were both away at college and I had a feeling that Eddie was a little lonely.
“It’s okay.” He smiled, hesitantly. “I know what it’s like. I remember when I was in college. Ahh, the old days. You know we used to have these things called ‘vinyl records’ back then.” He raised his eyebrows, looking at me with a grin. “Someday I’ll tell you about these other inventions, like an eight track player and a VCR...”
“Yeah, yeah.” It was an inside joke. I always called him an old man, and he’d respond with a nice little swat on the butt. I walked over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “You can tell me all about it later, Old Man.”
“Uh huh.” He gave me a knowing look, narrowing his gaze.
I licked my lips and turned around, ever-so-slowly. And then I felt it. That sharp swat on my butt.
I rubbed my butt through the outside of my thin cotton skirt. “Oooh! Do that again!”
Eddie flashed me a gorgeous smile. Damn, he looked good for his age. He gave me another smack, this one a little bit lower. He let his hand linger there. “There you go, doll.”
I giggled and gave him another kiss on the cheek. My pussy was so fucking wet. His little swats always had that effect on me. “I’ll be back soon, okay?”
He took a deep breath and looked at me like he didn’t believe me. “It’s alright. I’ll just be here watching a movie or something. All alone.”
“I’m sorry.” I put my hands around his neck. This time, I was really sorry. I wasn’t just trying to flirt. I knew he had it rough since Mom skipped town, and I wanted to make him feel better. Eddie was a sweet man and he didn’t deserve what she put him through. “I promise, I won’t be out that long. We can stay up watching movies and eating popcorn or something. I’d really like that.”
“So would I, Jess.” He put his hands around my waist and looked down at me with his big blue eyes. “I miss our time together.”
“Me too.” It was true. I was twenty one, and Eddie had been a big part of my life since Mom started dating him seven years earlier. We bonded immediately. I’d go along on their dates like it was no big deal. Like I belonged there. I could always talk to him about anything. But in a way I felt guilty about what Mom did to him. I always thought she probably married him because we got along so well, and she wanted a father for me.
I heard the car horn outside. It was my friend, Curtis. Another guy who held out some kind of hope that we might rekindle our high school romance. I rolled my eyes. “Sorry Daddy.” I stood on my tiptoes and gave his cheek a big, sloppy kiss. He smiled. I knew he loved it when I called him, “Daddy.” Having only had boys, he always told me it was a treat to have me as a daughter.
“Okay, baby girl. You go on. Have fun. Don’t lose my spare house keys.” Eddie shook his head. “Still can’t believe you lost yours.”
“You can punish me for it later, alright?”
“Sure.” He winked.
I suddenly wished I hadn’t made plans for the night. I said goodbye to Eddie and went outside to meet Curtis. He was all dressed up and ready for our date, wearing a nice blue button down shirt and black dress pants. I swear, I could literally feel the dread wash over me as I slid inside his BMW. He reeked of expensive cologne. I didn’t care how much he paid for it. If you reek, you reek.
Curtis leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek, only because I turned my face at just the right time so he miss my lips. “Jessica Bradsher. I can’t believe it’s really you.”
“Yep.” I pointed at myself. “In the flesh. Good ol’ me.” I turned to look out the windshield, wondering what the hell I was doing. A nagging sense told me I should have stayed home with Eddie.
“Well? What about me?” he asked.
“Huh?” I gave him a quick glance. “Oh. Yeah. It’s you.”
His eyes grew wide in surprise. “Shit. I guess I hoped for a warmer reception.” Curtis hit the gas and we pulled out onto the street. “It’s only been three years since the last time we saw each other.”
I sighed. “I’m sorry. I just feel bad leaving my stepdad all alone tonight.”
He groaned and flashed me a sideways glance. “Yeah. That sucks. You ever hear from your mom?”
“No.” As I suspected, everyone in town knew about it.
“Damn.”
“Yeah, well.” I cleared my throat. “So, we’re meeting Jen and Brian at the restaurant?” I tried to act like I cared. We were going to dinner with two of our friends from high school. Jen’s dad owned the restaurant where we were eating - Chez Luis. I’d eaten there a thousand times, usually for free. Eating there one more time just didn’t feel like such a big deal, no matter who I was meeting.
After a stilted conversation with Curt all the way to restaurant, and my many, many attempts to change the subject from my fucked up family situation, we finally arrived at the restaurant. I gave both Jen and Brian a quick hug when I saw them. It became obvious that I would spend most of my evening ignoring the stares of a horny Brian. He complimented my silky red tank top several times, and his eyes almost never left my breasts. Jen couldn’t stop talking about how long my hair had gotten and asking me what kind of conditioner I used.
I spent the entire night drinking wine, wishing I was somewhere else. I couldn’t stop thinking about my stepdad, and the poor, lonely look in his eyes. He used to have a lot of friends, but many had bailed on him when Mom left. It wasn’t because they took her side. It was because they felt awkward and didn’t know how to handle what happened. My stepbrothers, Danny and Evan, were gone most of the time at college. Daddy was at home all alone. The longer I sat there with my friends, having a pointless conversation and eating mediocre food, the worse I felt.
I had to cut the night short. Curt seemed a little angry when I asked him to take me home. I knew he wanted to sit at one of the outside tables and talk all night, but I couldn’t do it. I told him if he didn’t want to take me, I’d call Eddie and have him pick me up himself. After Brian and Jen offered to take me home, Curt finally caved.
After an awkward, silent ride all the way back to my house, I said goodbye to Curt without giving him another glance. Why had I agreed to go out with him that night? He always carried a torch for me. I could tell from the way he commented regularly on my Facebook status updates. He was the high school quarterback; not used to being rejected. But there was nothing I could do about it. I wanted to check on Eddie and make sure he was okay.
I unlocked the door and walked inside, laying my borrowed keys down on the table in the foyer. “Hello?”
There was nothing. No signs of life whatsoever. My voice echoed through the living room. I headed for the hallway. I was about halfway to Eddie’s room when I heard a sound. Was he crying?
“Daddy?” I pushed his bedroom door open.
“Oh shit!” Eddie sat on the bed, obviously startled. “I didn’t think you’d be back so soon.”
“Yeah, it was boring. Thought I’d come back and keep you company.”
Eddie sniffled. “Thanks.”
I sat on the bed beside him and put my hand on his back. “I’m sorry I left you tonight.”
He shrugged. “It’s okay. You’re a young girl with a life. Home for the weekend. You don’t need to be hanging around with some old guy like me.” He frowned.
I could tell he was much sadder than he let on earlier, and I was so mad at myself. I loved Eddie. He was more than a stepfather to me. I took his hand and squeezed it lightly. “You know I was just joking when I said you were old before. You’ve always known that was a joke, right?”
Eddie sighed. “Yeah, sure.”
I giggled. “Really, it’s a joke. I’ve always thought you were really cute.”
He turned to me. I could see how red his eyes were from crying, but his smirking expression made me laugh. “You’re sweet.”
“No, I mean it.” I threaded my fingers through his. “You’ve always looked ten years younger than you really are. And you have all your hair, and it’s all dark and curly.”
“No, it’s not. Your mom’s given me a few gray hairs.”
“Well, I sure can’t see them.”
Eddie nodded. “You always knew how to make me feel better.”
“Good. Now, you still wanna watch a movie together?”
“Yeah, if you do.”
“Of course I do.” I smiled. “Just let me go get changed. You make the popcorn and meet me in the living room.”
“Okay.” Eddie stared down at the floor with a sadness building in his eyes.
Maybe it was the wine I drank at dinner, but I felt very bold. I got up from the bed and looked down at Eddie. First, I put my arms around his neck, like usual, but instead of my usual hug, I kissed him on the lips. There was no tongue, but it was definitely more than a peck.
He inhaled sharply, but didn’t say a word. We locked eyes for a moment, then I walked out of the room and down the hall to my bedroom, intending to change into my comfortable pajamas. But instead, all I could do was sit on my bed and stare at the wall, wondering if he felt what I felt. It was more than the tingling sensation that set my pussy ablaze with desire. I loved him. He meant so much to me. I wanted to kiss him again. I only hoped he wanted it too.
A few minutes passed before I heard my door open. “You here?” Eddie asked.
“Oh. Yeah.” I looked in his beautiful blue eyes. “Sorry. I guess I lost track of time.”
He smiled. “That’s fine.” Eddie stood at the door. “You sure you’re in the mood for a movie?”
I felt my face get flushed. No, I was not in the mood for a movie. I was in the mood to fuck my stepfather’s brains out. “Um, what do you want tonight?”
Eddie’s eyes darted all around my bedroom before settling on me. He walked in the room a few steps and extended his hand. “Come on. Let’s go to the living room.”
I took his hand and held it as we walked down the hall to the living room. On the coffee table I saw a bottle of wine and two glasses.
“So,” I said, “I guess you didn’t make that popcorn?”
He grinned. “No. I thought you might prefer wine instead. I tasted it on your lips.”
My heart raced. “Oh. You could taste that, huh?”
“Yeah.” Eddie shook his head, staring at me thoughtfully. “Damn, you look like your mom.” He stroked the side of my face for only a second, then sat on the couch and poured wine into the glasses on the coffee table.
I sat next to him close as possible, letting my leg brush up against his. I was torn. A big part of me wanted to soothe him and take care of him. But another part was desperately attracted to him. I wanted to get him to make love to me somehow.
Eddie grinned and handed me a glass. “Hope you like white.”
“Sure.” I had been drinking red at the restaurant, but I didn’t have a preference. I took the wine and drank half of it down, quickly, hoping for another surge of boldness.
“Damn girl, you might wanna slow down.” He peered at me over his glass as he took a drink of his own.
I brought my hand to my chest, giggling. “Sorry, just celebrating, I guess.”
“Celebrating? What’s there to celebrate?” He set his glass down on the coffee table and turned to me. “You’re kidding me, right?”
“I’m so sorry, Daddy.” I wanted to salvage the situation somehow, and calling him ‘Daddy’ usually turned things in my favor. “I don’t even know why I said that. I’m still a little drunk...”
“Shit, do you know how hard it’s been?” He looked at me, his eyes showing his pain. “Having to explain to people that my wife just,” he shrugged, “took off? And I don’t even know how to contact her?”
I bit my bottom lip. “Yeah.” Tears began to flow down my cheeks.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry, Jessica.” He put his arm around my shoulders. “She’s your mom. I’m so sorry.”
“I don’t know where she is.” I rested my face against his chest, crying.
“Shh... it’s okay baby girl.” He laid his cheek against my forehead. “I’m so sorry.”
I inhaled, sniffling, trying to make the tears go away. I reached forward and got a napkin from the coffee table to wipe my eyes. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m trying not to think about it.”
“It’s okay to think about it. You can’t just pretend it didn’t happen.” He rubbed my back. “I’m sure you miss her.”
Dabbing my eyes with the napkin, I sat up straight and looked in his sad blue eyes. “It’s not that, Daddy.”
“Hmm?” Eddie seemed confused. “Then what is it?”
I took a deep breath. “I don’t like what she did to you. It makes me so sad to see you hurt like this.”
“Oh, Jessica...”
“No, it’s true.” I drank the rest of my wine and put the glass down on the table. “You’re a good man, Eddie. Better than any Daddy I could’ve ever hoped for.”
“Aww, sweetie. You know I feel the same way about you.” He cupped the back of my head and wove his fingers into my hair. “You’re so special to me.”
I put my hand on his knee and gazed into his eyes. “I love you so much, Daddy.”
“I love you too, baby girl.”
Our eyes locked. Could he read my mind? I felt guilty about the thoughts I was having. As I explored his beautiful blue eyes, all I could think about was comforting him, and not with a hug. Or with a night of cuddling on the couch, watching movies. I longed to give him something more - something to really soothe his pain and show him how much I loved him.
“Daddy?”
“Yes,” he whispered, his eyes piercing mine... making me squirm in my seat.
I summoned all of my courage, thankful for the big glass of wine I’d just gulped down. I cleared my throat. “I really wanna make you feel better.”
“Okay...” He stopped talking and looked down at my hand. I was moving it slowly up his thigh. “Oh Jess...”
“What?”
“We can’t do this.”
“Why?” My hand continued its path. He sat there watching it. I saw him swallow a big lump in his throat.
Daddy placed his big, warm hand on top of mine, stopping me. “Sweetie, it’s not right.”
“Why not?”
“I can’t take advantage of you like this.” He sighed, facing me. Penetrating me with his eyes again. “I promised myself I’d never do that to you.”
“Take advantage?” I smiled and scooted a little closer to him until my breasts rested on his arm. “How’s this taking advantage?”
He looked down at my chest, wincing, but he didn’t look away. “You’re such a beautiful girl. You’ve always been such a beautiful girl.”
I knew I had to have him. I didn’t care if it was wine, or sympathy, or pure lust. I wanted Eddie- the man I often called Daddy. And I wanted to give him a night he’d never forget. “Don’t be so shy, Daddy,” I whispered.
“Fuck, baby.” His head shook gently, shifting his gaze from my chest to my eyes. “I don’t wanna use you. You’re my precious little girl.”
“You’re precious to me, too.” My hand was still on his leg. I pulsed my fingers against his inner thigh. His strong hand on top of mine couldn’t keep me from doing that. “But I’ve always thought you were sexy as hell.” I smiled.
Eddie tossed his head back, laughing. “I think it’s the wine talking.”
“No.” I narrowed my eyes. “It’s only giving me the boldness I need to tell you how I really feel.”
“I don’t know, baby girl.”
“What? You don’t think I’m sexy?”
“Sweetheart.” He closed his eyes. “I’ve worked so hard to think of you as a daughter.”
“Huh?” My jaw dropped. “You said you always thought of me as a daughter.”
He nodded, opening his eyes, looking deep into mine. “But not without work. Especially the past few years. You’d come home from college, and,” his eyes rolled, “you looked so grown up all of a sudden. You’re a woman now. Not my little girl.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I nodded slowly, leaning forward to make sure he didn’t look away from my eyes. “I’m a woman now. And I can treat you the way you need to be treated.”
“Oh, honey...” He winced. His tone of voice gave away his pain - his struggle.
I didn’t want my Daddy to feel bad about his attraction to me, or feel like he’d taken advantage of me in any way. Hell, I was twenty-one years old, and a full grown woman. Even more than my own sexual desires, I wanted to remind him of what an amazing man he was. He didn’t deserve to have a woman walk out on him like Mom did.
I knew what I had to do. I slipped my hand out from under his and rose to my feet.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” I turned my back to him and bent over. “I’m only pouring myself another glass of wine.” I picked up the bottle and tipped it into my glass, all the while sticking my ass up in the air as far as possible.
“Jess...”
“What?” I asked, innocently. Then I lifted my head up long enough to drink the entire contents of the glass I’d just poured, then I put my hands down flat on the coffee table and stiffened my legs, making my backside more prominent.
“Damn it!” Eddie growled, breathing heavily. “What are you trying to do to me?”
“I’m trying to make you feel like a man, Daddy. Like the wonderful man you are.”
“By putting your ass in my face?” He laughed. His breathing sounded even more labored.
“Whatever it takes.” I took a deep breath and spoke slowly, “Daddy.”
Smack! I gasped, then inhaled with a loud moan. Eddie had given my ass a swat that stung more than usual.
“Daddy!” I turned my head over my shoulder, making sure to keep my body in the same position, hopeful I’d get another smack.
“What?” Eddie’s palm was flat against my butt, touching where he had just smacked me. “You deserve a spanking for trying to do this to me.”
“Well? What are you waiting for?” I wiggled my ass. “You’re the Daddy. I’m just a little girl.”
No sooner had the words left my mouth and I felt another smack against my butt.
“Ooh!” I steadied myself on the coffee table.
Eddie lifted the hem of my skirt over my ass and left it there. He gave me another swat on top of the skimpy pink panties I wore. Then he gave me another swat, then another.
I stood there with my mouth hung open, loving every second of that spanking. He smacked me a few more times and started rubbing my butt in between spanks.
I felt the wine really kicking in. “Does it bother you that the crotch of my panties is soaked through?”
“Fuck, Jessica.” He inhaled sharply and gave my butt its hardest smack yet. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
“Is that what you think?”
Eddie, still sitting behind me on the couch, reached up to my waist and yanked my panties down. He pushed them all the way down to my knees.
“Yes!” I spread my legs a little further apart.
He pulled my ass a little closer to him, forcing me to shuffle my feet to move along. And then he spanked me again, giving me at least ten hard slaps, barely rubbing my skin in between.
I spread my legs a little further apart with each spank. His last one landed against my wet pussy.
I screamed, my body jolting forward. Until I felt his fingers touch my pussy, I had no idea how much I needed him to fuck me. I ached for him to touch me again, but he moved his fingers away.
“Please, Daddy,” I whined.
“Damn it, Jessica!” Eddie’s tone was angry as he put his hands on either side of my hips and steadied my body in front of him.
And then, suddenly, I felt his tongue draw a path in between my pussy lips.
“Yes!” I screamed.
Eddie’s warm breath bathed my lips for a few seconds before I felt his whole mouth between my legs. He lapped at my pussy, hungrily, like he couldn’t get enough of it.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah.” My entire body shuddered against the feel of his tongue. He knew exactly what he was doing. My mom was such a fucking moron to leave that tongue. I could barely catch my breath. “Yes. Yes, Daddy.”
His mouth went even crazier at the sound of me calling him Daddy.
“Daddy.... Daddy...” I couldn’t stop moaning. I heard Eddie moaning along with me... felt his warm breath against my inner thighs... against my ass... his mouth was right there, sucking on my lips... licking them...
He licked me for a little while longer until I thought I was close to having an orgasm. And then he stopped, pushing me away.
“No,” he said. “I can’t believe I just did that to you.” He put his hands on my hips and guided me away, then he stood up beside me and pulled my skirt down. My panties stayed at my knees.
“What?” I thought I was going to start crying. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No.” He grunted in disgust. “I should’ve known better. That was wrong of me. I’m so sorry, Jess.”
I stood up straight to see my stepfather practically running out of the room. I ran after him, pulling my panties up so I could move my legs a little easier. “Don’t go, Daddy. Please!”
He didn’t turn around to look at me. I followed him down the hall to his bedroom, increasing my speed when I saw him open the door.
Eddie tried to shut the door against me but I was too fast. I pushed it open, holding it there with the entire force of my body. “Don’t do this,” I said, pleading.
“You don’t know what you’re doing to me, Jessica.” Tears ran down his face. “You look so much like your mom.”
“I know.”
“I miss her so much.” He ran his hand across his face, wiping his tears away.
“I know.” I took his other hand and spoke gently. “Please, Daddy. Let me make you feel better.”
He breathed in, deeply. Painfully. “Sweetie...”
“Come on. You know you want to.”
“That doesn’t make it right. I shouldn’t have done what I did to you in the living room.”
“All you did was lick my pussy, Daddy.” I smiled, trying to lighten the mood. “And I loved every second of it.”
Eddie stared down at me, one eyebrow arched. His tears had stopped. I saw his sad expression softening just a little, then it got serious again. “No, Jess. I can’t take advantage of you like that.”
“How is it taking advantage of me? I want it as bad as you do.” I grabbed the bottom hem of my tank top. “Probably more.”
Pulling the tank top over my head, I gazed at Eddie. His desperate stare gave him away, looking at my naked tits like they were the greatest things he’d ever seen. I knew he wanted me. He just needed a little more convincing.
“Daddy.” I was still holding his hand, so I took it and moved it to my left breast and held it there, peering up at him. “Please.”
He licked his lips then closed his eyes and swallowed. Holding my breast, he whispered, painfully, “Jessica...”
“Come on, Daddy.” I kept his hand firmly against my breast and used my other hand to reach down to his pants. He gasped when I touched his erection. “I can tell you want me.”
“Fuck,” Eddie muttered through his gritted teeth.
“Yes, fuck.” I giggled. Yes, that’s exactly what I wanted. For him to fuck me.
He opened his eyes and chuckled.
“Let’s go to the bed.” I gingerly took his hand from my breast and led him over to the bed. “Sit.”
Shaking his head, he whispered, almost too low for me to hear... but he still let me lead him to the bed. “This really isn’t a good idea.”
“Shh.” I placed my finger against his lips. He was now sitting at the foot of the bed as I stood in front of him, naked from the waist up. “Let me take care of you, okay?”
“Damn it.”
“Please?” I whined, purposely. “It’d make me so happy.”
“To take care of me?”
I gave him a big smile. “Yes. The way Mom used to.”
“Oh my God.” He shook his head. “Little girl...”
“Little girl?” I widened my eyes, staring at him. “You really think I’m a little girl? I’m twenty one.”
“Yeah. But you’re still my...”
“Does this look like a little girl’s body?” I stood back, spreading my arms wide for emphasis.
Eddie was silent, his eyes moving up and down my body. “Damn it, Jess.”
“Just give in, Daddy. Please.” I bent down, looking into his eyes. “Please?”
He sat there, saying nothing. His eyebrows furrowed, painfully.
“Come on.” I tried again. “Did my pussy taste good to you?”
He groaned. “Yes,” he whispered.
“You teased me, Daddy.” I put my hand on the side of his face. “That was mean. I was just about to come when you stopped.”
“Shit,” he whispered.
“You’re so fuckin’ good at lickin’ pussy, Daddy,” I whispered.
Eddie let out an agonizing moan.
“I don’t know why anyone would ever leave that magic tongue of yours.” I slid my thumb across his lips.
“Damn it,” he mumbled.
“I’d never leave that tongue.” I leaned in closer, my lips mere inches away from his. “I’d use it every chance I got. I’d pull up my skirt and bend over and let you lick my pussy as much as you want.”
He closed his eyes, keeping his face still in front of me.
Leaning in even closer, I let my lips brush across his cheek, teasing him. “I’d spread my legs wide open for you, Daddy. As often as possible.” I kissed his cheek, close to his mouth.
Eddie kept his eyes closed, breathing hard against my face. He moaned, softly.
“I’m so wet, Daddy.” I kissed his cheek again. “You made me so wet.”
He opened his eyes. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”
“Then take me.”
“It’s not right.”
“No, Daddy,” I whispered against his face. “It’s not right that anyone would leave you. You were always so good to her. So good to me.” I put my hand behind his ear. “I love you, Daddy. Let me show you. Please.”
Eddie inhaled, then blew it out slowly. “Shit.”
His eyes stayed with mine as I took a few steps back. I put my hands at my sides, letting my half-naked body speak for itself.
“Damn,” he whispered, his eyes working down my body to my perky C cups.
I grinned and reached behind my back to unzip my skirt, then pulled my hands away and let it fall to the floor. Standing there in only my pink panties, I gazed down at him. “Want me to stop?”
He mouthed the word, but didn’t say it, staring at me as if he were in a trance. “No.”
I smiled and knelt down, bringing my panties to the floor, watching his eyes go up and down my body. When I stood up I kicked my panties off, not caring enough to see where they landed. “You like what you see?”
He nodded, his chest visibly rising and falling along with his breathing.
“I’m yours, Daddy,” I said, meeting his gaze. “I love you so much. Let me show you.” I took a few steps forward, standing in front of him.
Eddie gave me a long, hungry look. A tear rolled down his face.
I bent down. “It’s really okay, Daddy,” I whispered. “Let me take your pain away tonight.”
His eyes flew down to my tits. “Shit.”
“They’re yours.” I leaned in closer.
He looked up at me, his eyes full of tears. Then he put his arms around my back and lurched forward, taking my nipple into his mouth.
“Yes!” I held the back of his head against my chest.
Eddie went crazy on my nipple. He sucked it hard, and even bit it a little, making loud, crazy moans as he went. With his mouth still on my breast he reached behind me to grab my thighs and spread my legs apart even wider.
I squealed when I felt his fingers reach down between my legs, this time from the front. His fingers dove right in to my sopping wetness. He rubbed my clit, then slid back to put a few fingers deep in my pussy, then started to move them in and out.
“Oh yeah,” I moaned. “I like that.”
He let his palm rub against my clit as his fingers penetrated me. I stood there and moved my hips back and forth, gritting my teeth to keep myself from screaming at the top of my lungs. I held the back of his head as he sucked even harder on my nipple.
The combination his mouth and his fingers was about to send me over the edge. And then he stopped.
I was disappointed for only a few seconds. That’s how long it took for him to stand to his feet and lift me up, then spin around and throw me down on the bed, landing on my back.
“Yes!” I screamed.
Eddie got on his knees on the floor and pulled me closer to his face. He dove right in licking my pussy, making me scream even louder.
Oh... what was I ever doing with guys my own age? Eddie’s tongue really was magic. He ate pussy like nobody’s business. He could somehow open his mouth to take everything in, sucking on it, breathing on it... using his tongue to fondle my lips, then my clit. Oh yeah... my clit. I used my hands to tweak my nipples as his tongue worked hard against my clit.
And then he stopped, and raised his head up to look at me. “I’m so sorry I didn’t finish you off earlier, baby girl. I’m gonna do that now.”
“Yes, Daddy!”
He dove right back in, licking me faster and faster until I was about to explode. And then he stopped again.
“Why do you always stop?” I asked. This time I was angry. The pressure had built to the point where I absolutely had to get off, or I felt like I might scream at him, and not in a good way.
He stared up at me from between my legs. Then he looked down at my pussy and used a few fingers to give it a light smack.
“Uhh!” I shrieked. It felt too good.
“You like that?” he asked, then smacked his fingers flat against my lips again, barely touching my clit.
“Yes!” I squealed. “What are you doing?”
He chuckled. “Nobody ever did this to you before?”
“No.” I could barely talk.
Eddie went on, lightly smacking his fingers against my pussy. I felt him spread my lips apart and start slapping his fingers against my hole, then he worked his way up to my clit, tapping it lightly at first until I started screaming.
“Fuck me fuck me fuck me!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. It was a brand new feeling, this little bit of pain against my clit. My body felt like it might start convulsing from the frenzy building up in my pelvis.
He didn’t fuck me. He just kept tapping away at my pussy... faster... harder... until I lost all control, screaming, unable to contain my volume.
Eddie gave me a a little while to recover, then he pulled me off of the bed to my feet.
“You’re so good,” I said.
“Thanks, baby girl.”
It took a while for my eyes to focus and adjust themselves. I realized Eddie was completely naked standing in front of me. And he looked good. His chest and abs weren’t solid, but they were strong, and I found them incredibly sexy. I also noticed the girth of his rigid cock, and I hoped with all my heart that it would find its way inside me soon.
“What do you want me to do for you, Daddy?”
He smiled and put his hand under my chin, tilting my face up to look at him. He gave me a long kiss, pressing his tongue deep in my mouth.
I moaned and put my arms around him, tasting myself on his lips, letting his kiss consume me, until he pushed me away.
Eddie reached down to his cock, holding it as he spoke to me. “There’s something I’ve wanted to do to you for a long time.” He turned around and reached behind him to a padded, low-back chair that I didn’t recognize, and dragged it across the carpet until it sat beside the bed.
“What are you gonna do to me?”
“Bend over the back of this chair, princess.” He cocked one eyebrow. “You’ll see.”
“Oh.” I was curious, and a little afraid. But I trusted him and did exactly as told. The chair was low enough that I could bend over the back of it and prop my elbows up on the seat, using my forearms to support myself. The leather was very soft, and the padding cushioned my body quite nicely. It was a perfect chair to bend over so your ass was sticking straight up in the air. I smiled. I loved being naked in that position with my stepfather behind me... knowing he was naked too.
“Okay,” I said. “I’m ready.”
“No you’re not.” Eddie was in front of me, kneeling on the floor below the seat of the chair. He held my wrists still with his arms.
“What are you doing?”
He smiled. “Just be still.” He had some kind of soft, padded cord, and he quickly tied both of my wrists together, then tied the end of the rope to part of the chair below the seat.
Bent over, I was silent - amazed by the speed with which he could tie a few knots. And I was further amazed by the speed with which he stood up and walked behind me. I pulled my wrists up, testing the cords to see if I was actually tied to the chair. It had a little give, but not much. No, I was definitely at his mercy. I took a deep breath and felt my juices pooling between my thighs again.
“You scared?” Eddie asked.
“Should I be?”
“Maybe.” He hit my butt with a loud smack.
“Ooh!”
He rubbed my bottom where he had just smacked it, then he drew his hand back and slapped me again, harder.
“Shit!” I wanted to reach behind me to rub the sting out, but I was tied up. And suddenly, I was scared. “What are you doing?”
“You’ve needed a good spanking for a long time, you know that?” He slapped my butt again, making me scream. This time he the hit top of my left thigh.
“No.” I swallowed, hard. “I’m not sure you’re right about that.” I struggled against the cords, trying to free my wrists.
Eddie laughed. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you that bad.” He gave my butt a sharp slap. My body jolted. “Aww... you’re scared.”
“Yes, I’m scared.” What happened to my nice, sweet Daddy? I had no idea he’d ever tie me up and tell me he was going to give me a spanking. The fear was a turn on, but at the same time, it was fear. I had no idea what to expect. What if he really went nuts, spanking me until I was crying and couldn’t sit down?
He smacked my butt, making me let out a little yelp. “It’ll be okay. You know, I wanted to spank you when you were growing up but your mom wouldn’t let me.”
“What?” I was shocked. “I thought I was your little girl.”
“You were. You are. But little girls need spankings.” Eddie slapped my ass. “You gave your mom a lot of attitude a few times, and I wanted to bend you over the couch and whip your ass good. But she’d never let me.” He sighed, and rubbed my butt. “And you were so bad tonight, baby girl. Wiggling that hot little ass in my face.”
Whack! He spanked me hard and kept going. I gritted my teeth and tightened my butt. At first it really hurt, but after a while it started to feel kind of nice. I wanted to reach back behind me so many times, and there was something exciting about the fact that I couldn’t. Eddie heard me scream, and it seemed like he always knew when to pull back and take it easier on me. He pushed me right to my limit, when I almost started crying.
And finally, he was finished. The spanking stopped. I felt his lips against my ass, dotting kisses all over it.
“Ooh... yes... yes, Daddy... I love that...”
“Good.” He lifted my left leg and set my knee on the bed. “You took your spanking like such a good girl. I’m so proud of you.”
“What are you doing?” As soon as I asked, I felt his huge cock fill up my pussy. “Oooh!”
Eddie stood up, fucking me with one of my legs propped up on the bed, his hand behind my knee to hold it in place. I had never been fucked in that position before, and I loved it.
“Jessica! Yes... Jessica...” He slammed into me over and over, making the padded chair rock beneath me.
“Yes, Daddy! I love you!”
“Oh Jessie... I love you too!”
I thought he was about to get off, but he stopped. Still fully penetrating me, but not moving, he reached down to get a few of his fingers wet from the torrent that flowed between my legs. Then he took those wet fingers and moved them up to my ass.
“Ooh!” I strained against the restraints that held my arms down. The sensation of his fingers in my ass caught me off guard, making me tighten my entire body.
“You ever done that before?”
“I’ve tried.” I gritted my teeth. His fingers worked inside me a little more, making me squirm.
“You like how that feels, baby girl?”
I shrieked. He put at least two fingers in me at once. I bucked against him uncontrollably, and he removed them.
He laughed. “I’ll take that as a ‘no.’”
“It’s okay.” I panted heavily. “Keep a finger in there while you fuck me.”
Eddie moaned, loudly, and gave my sore, red ass a good slap. “You’re such a bad girl.”
“Why?” I gasped, feeling his cock move in and out of my pussy again. He gently played with the outside of my tight hole, then slipped a finger inside. “Ohhhh! Yes, Daddy!! Fuck me! Play with my ass while you fuck me!”
He laughed again. “You’re bad. So fuckin’ bad. Screaming at your Daddy to fuck you.” Eddie took his finger out of my ass and smacked me. Then he put his finger right back where it was. “Telling your Daddy to put his finger inside in your ass while he fucks you. So bad. So, so bad.”
“Yes!” I knew I was about to come. My ass couldn’t stop wiggling against him. I loved the way his finger felt. It gave me just the right amount of pleasure, mixed with just the right amount of pain.
“Oh, Jess!”
“Daddy! Daddy!” I felt the cords tighten around my wrists as I struggled against them, writhing in ecstasy on the chair.
“Fuck yes! I love you! I love you, baby girl!”
“I love you Daddy!”
Eddie pounded me harder and harder, screaming my name, telling me he loved me.
I screamed my love for him, too. And I meant it. I loved him. There was no question about it. I never usually let a guy get off inside me, but after he finished and pulled out I could feel his hot cum dripping out of me, across my clit, down to the floor. I closed my eyes, trying to get my breathing to return to normal, but knowing he just came inside me made me breathe even harder.
He lifted my leg from the bed and gently placed my foot on the floor. He stood behind me, lightly rubbing my ass. “Damn, girl.”
“Mmm.” I moaned, in no hurry to be untied. But after a few minutes, he came around in front of me and untied the soft cords that held my wrists to the chair.
Eddie helped me to my feet, then guided me to the bed. A few minutes later we lay there in each others’ arms, kissing and cuddling.
He brushed my hair away from my face. “I can’t believe I tried to resist you.”
“Don’t let it happen again,” I said, smiling, then added, “Daddy.”
He sighed, laying his palm against my cheek, grinning. “I won’t, baby girl. I sure as hell won’t.”
I giggled. “You know I’m coming home again next weekend, right?”
“Oh yeah?” His smile got even bigger.
“Uh huh. And maybe we could work on getting your cock inside my ass. I think I might like that.”
He ran his finger across my lips, giving me the happiest look I’d ever seen on his face. “I’d love that, sweetheart." He kissed my forehead. “And I’ll make sure I have the blindfold ready.”
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Sample from “Spanked by Daddy,” by Bree Jandora
Steve swallowed against the lump in his throat. “I'm gonna have to do more than just fuck you.”
He stood up.
Jenny's eyes were wide. She gazed up into her stepdad's eyes. He looked at her with a longing she'd never seen in any man's eyes in her life. “What are you gonna do?”
He glanced down at her chest, at her perfect, perky breasts. Without a word, he reached to the bottom of her thin T-shirt and, in an instant, pulled it up over her head, tossing it to the floor.
Jenny gasped. She had never been completely naked in front of him before. An unfamiliar,
powerful sensation stirred throughout her body. Was this the start of something new? Was this how it would be between them from now on?
Steve put his hands behind her head and positioned her face in front of his. “You have no idea what you do to me.” He thought about kissing her, but would it be too intimate? This was his stepdaughter, not his girlfriend. “I've wanted to see you naked for so long.”
She couldn't take the pain anymore. The ache between her thighs tormented her. She spoke quickly, in a whisper. “Daddy, if you don't get me off soon I'm gonna lose my damned mind.”
He chuckled, relieved that she'd said something to break a little of the tension. “So you need me to get you off?”
“Yes. Now.”
“Say 'please.'” Steve smiled at his daughter's demanding tone, then reached down to squeeze her breasts. His thumbs stroked her rigid, pointy nipples. “Say it like a good girl.”
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“As far as I can tell, you’re always dripping wet.” He spread her legs wide and rolled on top of her. “I’ve always told your mama you were a little cock-tease, just waiting for any dick that came along. I guess I was right.”
She smiled up at him in the dark. “No, Daddy. It’s just your cock. Billy didn’t do anything for me. I guess I just need a man inside my pussy.”
He moved to her entrance and slammed himself home. There was nothing soft or gentle about the way he fucked her this time. “You’re about to get the pussy pounding of your life, little girl.”
“That’s what I need, Daddy. Fuck me good!”
He grasped her hips and pulled her up off the bed, holding her in the position he needed her in. His hips pounded at her like a sledge-hammer. She wasn’t sure what it was, but there was something about knowing that she was fucking her step-daddy that made it so much better. She wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him.
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“I
need you to get her wet for me.”
Paige looked at Melanie’s bottom in front of her. She winced at some of the welts, and bent down to kiss them.
“Ooh!”
Melanie shuddered. “They hurt.”
“Yeah,
I’m sure,” Paige said. She and Kevin took a few minutes to kiss
Melanie’s sore bottom, lovingly, making her squirm and moan. Then
Paige and Kevin shared a look, and she dove right into her asshole.
She licked her, making sure to get it slippery with her saliva. Then
she went down a little further and got some of Melanie’s natural
juices and tried to lick them up to her ass. She wasn’t sure how
successful an endeavor it was, but she was pleased at the way Melanie
moaned and giggled.
“Good
job, honey,” Kevin said. When Paige crawled away, he caressed the
outside of Melanie’s tight hole, then stuck one finger inside. Her
body stiffened in response. “You all right?”
“Yeah,” Melanie said, biting her lip. “Do it again.”
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“Spank Me, Big Brother,” by Bree Jandora
Jordan swung the belt against her skin, which was now covered in welts. “No, you need this.”
“No, brother.” She breathed slowly, barely able to continue speaking through her tears. “What I need is for you to put that big cock to use.” She stared down at his crotch. “You know, the thing that’s about to explode inside your pants?”
“Damn it, girl. You don’t know what you’re doing to me."
She used the back of her hand against her tears. “I can’t help it. I’m soaking wet for you. Fuck me. Just fuck me."
He held the belt in mid-air, gritting his teeth. “I told you before. Stop begging me to fuck you.”
“I can’t, Jordan. The ache in my pussy hurts more than the whipping." Her voice was breathless. “I need you so bad.”
“Shut your fucking mouth! I’m trying to be a good guy here. Can’t you see that?” He glared at her, his face now red. “I just want what’s best for you and you don’t make it easy."
“Maybe what’s best for me is you. And not as a brother, Jordan.” She shook her head as she blinked against tears, unsure if she was angry or sad. “You know what I want. Just fuck me.”
He rolled his eyes and swung the belt against her ass. She stared back at him with no reaction.
Dawn moaned. “Fuck me, Jordan. Please.” She sniffled. “Just fuck me.”
“No!”
“We both want it. Why are you fighting me?”
“Because,” he hit the back of her thighs with the belt again, “I love you too much to use you like that.”
“Use me, Jordan,” Dawn whispered. She reached out to cup the bulge in her gorgeous stepbrother’s jeans. “You can love me and use me at the same time.”
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