As I was walking home, I was hoping that Mom would have taken on extra hours at work like she had been lately, leaving me to be home with Step-Daddy all alone. I've gotten so mature over this last year and have been feeling all kinds of crazed. My boobs have started to grow much bigger! I’m finally out of an A cup, and my butt has gotten round and shapely! I’ve gotten a lot of attention at school lately from all the boys. But there’s one thing I haven’t stopped thing about! Is my Step daddy! I've been looking at my Step Daddy a lot different. I find myself staring at him more than I should. I feel like wanting him much more than a girl should. I’m sometimes confused about this, but I just can’t help how I’m feeling.
For weeks now, every time we were left alone, I would find some way to sit on Step-Daddy's lap, I could feel him getting so excited, but he always brushed me off of him quickly. I’ve even started to borrow some skimpy clothes from my best friends at school. I’ve been wearing short mini skirts and dresses with no panties, still finding ways to tease and brush up against him. I could feel that that made him even more hard when I did that. Nonetheless, I was determined at this point to get to his cock! I had to have it! Another day went by, and Mom was working late; Step-Daddy asked me to cook dinner for us, so I was in the kitchen making spaghetti, wearing a short crop top that split right into my chest and some tight jean shorts. As I was cooking, I would periodically call Step-Daddy in to come help me with some minor things in the kitchen. I wanted to see how far I can push it. " Oh, Step-Daddy, would you come here, please, and check to see if the noodles are done?”
When Step-Daddy walked in, I made sure that I was bent over with my ass hanging out, pretending to look for something inside the lower cabinets. I was still peeking over my shoulder when he came in. I could see his eyes lit up and got wide when he saw the position I was in. Instantly gave him a boner. but he walked right up to the pot and pulled the noodles out, tried them, let me know that they were done, and walked right back out of the kitchen. I was frustrated and upset at this point. I surely thought that that was going to get his attention. While we were eating, I couldn't hold back the attitude of slamming forks down, huffing, and puffing he was going to know that I was pissed. “Sweetie, is there something wrong you want to talk about anything?” “No, Step-Daddy,” I sternly reply, “everything is fine.”
I brushed my teeth and got into my favorite little short white nighty, and headed off to my bed. I lay awake thinking, why couldn’t I get Step-Daddy to look at me the same way I look at him? Questions and frustrations filled my head as I tried sleeping. After a while, I finally drifted off to sleep. it wasn't long after I drifted off that I heard a creek at my door as Step-Daddy slowly peered in. I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. He snuck up quietly next to my bed, hold the covers up, and slid in next to me. He felt so good as a slid next to me. I could almost feel the warmth of his skin melting into mine. I couldn't help but smile and let out a little giggle. “I know what you've been doing, Samantha .” He whispered into my ear as he took his hand and pulled up my nightgown. I want you to know that I’m going to punish you for how badly you’ve been teasing me.
Before I can finish, Step-Daddy was shushing me and sliding his big strong hands down my little cotton panties playing with my sweet little pink lips. His pace quickly increased as he took his other hand and started to play with my nipples. Little soft moans start to creep out from my lips. It feels so good. My lips are tingling and throbbing, and I can feel his hard cock pressing into my lower back. He pulls his hand away from me and slides it into his shorts, pulling his hard cock out. Pressing it deep in between my butt cheeks, he continues to play with me for a moment before grabbing it and shoving it inside me deep. I gasp purely from his size and girth it was so much more than I could imagine. before I could moan, Step-Daddy rolled me onto my stomach and pressed my face into my pillow, lifting my ass cheeks up, spreading my legs apart, and burying himself deep inside me fast and hard.
I wanted to tell him to stop, but he muffled every squeak out of me, thrusting me harder into my pillow all I could do was take it exactly how he wanted to give it to me. He gripped my waist tight, squeezing his fingerprints into my soft skin and pulling me back until his balls were squeezed tightly up against my clit. I found his release squirt up inside me; it was warm and gooey. It was so much it started to spill out onto my thighs. Step-Daddy lean forward and kiss me on my shoulder he told me I was his good girl as he pulled his cock out and left my room.
Samantha,
