Stepdaddy's renown as a man of Letters (hebephilic and pornographic) has led many to seek his wisdom through the years, leading to the establishment of the "Dear Stepdaddy" advice column. Please feel free to pen your own queries; Stepdaddy will respond in this column, or privately if you so request. Your letters are assumed to be just as fictional and tongue-in-cheek as the examples below. You can find his stories and poetry here.
Dear Stepdaddy,
I first fucked my now fifteen-year-old daughter about a year ago. I swear, she came on to me ... well, at least she was really "asking for it," if you know what I mean.
Anyway, that first time was just sort of a missionary position, as I wanted to control things in case her self-deluding verbal protests became physical resistance. I got the deed done, thank you, and as you so often write, once you've fucked them, you own them.
Since then, we fuck constantly. We both enjoy mating in a spoons position while we watch a movie or TV, as it accommodates a leisurely screw. But when it comes time to really pound it home, we each have our particular preference.
I like to put her on her back on the edge of the bed, her ass practically hanging over the side, and then hook her legs behind the knees with my arms. I then plant my palms on either side of her head on the mattress, pressing her knees into her baby titties and elevating the angle of her pelvis. This way I can gaze into her fuck-dazed eyes as I mercilessly pound into, and eventually flood, her upturned adolescent cunt.
She, on the other hand, always asks me to screw her doggy style. Frankly, I think this position should be called "froggy style," as it really looks more like that when she presses her shoulders flat on the floor and arches her back. I must say, I like this position, too, as it gives me a glorious perspective on her tight teenaged ass during the build-up to and fulfillment of her incestuous breeding. For some reason, this position also inspires a lot of dirty talk from her as she takes her slutty punishment.
Anyway, we agreed to share our story with you and ask you what you think is the best sexual position.
--Frankly Just Bragging
Dear Frankly,
The best way for me to determine the best position in which to fuck your daughter is for me to sample both positions with her, repeatedly. I'm surprised you didn't make this offer (I'll bet your daughter suggested it, didn't she?). It wouldn't be the first time I've been obliged to "sample" something since starting this column.
Barring that, let me offer a little philosophical insight on what Stepdaddy deems to be a "favorite position." Right now, my favorite position is one that has just been manifested this past Friday.
I'm driving her home from babysitting our toddler. Well, I was driving, we're parked for the moment. My wife is already zonked out in bed at home -- too many appletinis.
She came over right after the after-school game, no time to change, and even now she is still wearing her Junior High cheerleading uniform. Well almost -- her cheerpanties have been removed, tossed somewhere into the back seat. I'll have to remember not to leave them there!
Her eyes are half-lidded; I can make out the flaring of her nostrils, just barely, by the light of the full moon penetrating the vehicle's skylight.
Her legs are splayed -- one saddle shoe rests on the floor before her seat; the other, along with its short white sock, lies over the center console. This position has her angled, into a forty-five degree repose, leaning back half against her seatback, half against the passenger door.
The yellow-and white pleated cheerskirt is thrown up over her flat belly, baring widespread, creamy thighs. A small, wispy tuft of silky peachfuzz is barely visible in the gloaming, but I know it is there, not only from previous explorations, but from its tickling sensation across the pad of my thumb, whenever that digit makes a temporary detour up from the eighth-grader clit it is diddling.
Her fat, swollen cuntlips, however, are completely smooth and hairless, as not one, but two of my large, forty-two-year-old fingers split them and plunge, in and out, of her drooling fourteen-year-old vaginal sheath. Together with my circling thumb on her clit, this is a much more enjoyable coordination test than simply "walking and chewing gum at the same time." Her underaged sex organ is gorgeous as I manhandle it.
My eyes are drawn away from this lascivious sight by her sigh, which pulls my attention to her elfin face, framed by honey-brown hair. She licks her bee-stung lips and opens her eyes, wide.
"I'm sorry about last time, Mr. __________. I don't mean to be a scaredy-cat. Can we try it this time? Can you teach me all the way about making love?
That's currently my favorite position (or maybe I'm just bragging, too). For a fictionalized treatment of a similar experience, may I suggest you read the Stepdaddy story "Driving Heidi Home"?
--SD
Nickname | Date | Feedback |
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pigasus69 | 4/16/2016 | There is no best position. They are all good. |
Granted, there is no bad position with the right partner, and no good one with the wrong.
--Stepdaddy |
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Anonymous | 4/26/2016 | beautifully phrased - from start to finish...but it would be good if FJB could be persuaded to tell us how he first got her (and continues to get her) into these delicious positions |
I agree, unfortunately not every one of my correspondents has a gift for clear exposition. He never shared the details of his conquest with me.
As to how he "continues to get her [into these delicious positions]", that I can speak to from a lifetime of experience. If you are an adult male who is the first to pluck a young teen morsel, you have a "call option" on that cunt for the rest of your life. I usually try to exercise that "option" the day of her wedding, preferably at the church while she is already be-gowned, and minutes from walking down the aisle leaking a load of my sperm into her fancy bridal panties. [This is sometimes impractical, and I have to settle for a quickie during the rehearsal dinner festivities, or the like]. --Stepdaddy |
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Whitewolf | 6/2/2016 | How should I go about getting my niece whose 11 to let me play with her. |
Dear Whitewolf (and note to anyone else seeking Stepdaddy Advice like this):
I am happy to give you advice and perhaps compose an entire column to address your situation, but I would clearly need a lot more information than one sentence. If you don't feel up to composing a detailed inquiry like those posted in the advice column, then please provide an email address so that I can ask all the questions I would need to prepare my advice for you. I look forward to hearing about your circumstances more particularly about your niece. --Stepdaddy |
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