"Rachel honey, it's bedtime. Put the iPad away and brush your teeth please", Kristen said sweetly to her daughter. Kristen was so beautiful, with long, dark brown hair, hypnotic green eyes and the sweetest smile I had ever seen. I had loved her when I met her, even married her very quickly, despite her being 15 years older than me and having three little girls by another man. She was kind, intelligent and took care of everything in our home, including taking on the brunt of the bills. Unfortunately, I had gotten distracted and lost interest with her shortly after our wedding day and I distanced myself almost instantly because of one fateful event: her oldest daughter made my dick hard.

"I'm not tired, mom. Leave me alone!" Rachel yelled.

"Don't yell at me young lady, I am tired of telling you to do things more than once! You live in this house you will respect me!" Kristen was exhausted from dealing with this child, the defiant one, all the time. She turned to me. "Jim, I need you to wake up and help me please!" She needed me to be a husband and stepfather again. I looked at her through dead-eyes and thought, 'If you only knew how badly I wanted to spank your sweet little Rachel and stuff my fat cock into her little virgin hole, you wouldn't ask me to intervene'. I stayed quiet, thinking about the day I noticed Little Rachel wasn't so little anymore.

It was quite by accident you see, one day I was being a dutiful husband and helping her give them their nightly baths. Rachel's little body was growing and when she took off her robe and stepped into the tub one evening, I got a nice glimpse of her sweet little cunny. Her puffy, hairless lips begged to be pleased. My dick twitched and I ran out of the bathroom in an instant. I felt sick to my stomach, tried to convince myself that it was natural and I hadn't meant anything by it. So I forced myself back into the bathroom because I couldn't just leave her alone in there. She needed me. I was her new dad and needed to take care of my little girl.

"Jim, where did you go?" Rachel looked up at me with her big green eyes, and a little smile. I wanted her to call me 'daddy' but I didn't pressure her. She still had a biological father, when he cared enough to come around but I knew she loved me so much more than him.

"I'm sorry honey, I had to check on something but I'm here now. Have you washed your hair?" I gingerly asked. It felt as if my dick was going to rip a hole in my jeans. I wondered why I was still wearing jeans!

"I don't want to. You do it please?" She flashed her sweet little smile and I couldn't resist. I knelt down next to the bath tub and gazed at her budding body. I wondered when she would start to be embarrassed and hoped that day didn't come any time soon. I used a large plastic cup we kept in the tub for hair washing and dipped it into the warm, soapy water. I will never forget the feeling I got when the top of my hand innocently, or not so innocently, brushed her bottom so softly under the water. I nearly came in my jeans and it was such an exciting feeling, knowing she was just a little girl yesterday, but today was the object of my desire. When she tilted her head back, her little breasts tried to pop out and it was so cute that I giggled a little and poured the water over her, covering her eyes as I stared at her perfect, naked body. I wanted to touch her, feel her soft body, lick and suck her little nipples. I wanted to taste her, but I resisted. I just couldn't hurt her like that, though I enjoyed the thought. She was such a sweet and innocent little thing at the time; a lover of life, and of creating things; of reading and sports. She was also a wonderful big sister to almost as beautiful little girls. I washed her hair so slowly that day as my cock strained in my jeans until she splashed me!

"Rachel, don't make a mess! You know your mom will be upset." I scolded her and splashed her back. I took the opportunity to be playful with her because I knew I would be able to touch her some.

"We can clean it up and she won't know" she giggled and then squealed. I started tickling her sides and under her arms. She lay back in the tub, letting her pretty brown hair float all around her. Her full naked body exposed to me through the water, her perfect little pussy smiling at me, red and puffy from the warmth of the water. I told myself maybe she was turned on like me and I tickled her some more. Her laughter was delightful so I explored her sweet little body with my fingertips; tickling under her arms, down her sides, across her tummy, brushing her hardened nipples with my thumb over and over. She didn't know daddy Jim was feeling her up, she only knew he was playing and she liked it. I moved down to her legs, focusing at first behind her knees. She always screamed when I did that, but we were fully clothed then. This time I was staring at her gorgeous little cunt and I moved my hands up between her thighs, pinching a little and tickling deeply into her muscles. My little Rachel was laughing so much that she started to pee a little and she sat up, embarrassed and worried. Much to my dismay, she jumped out of the tub and ran over to the toilet to pee. I watched her, breathlessly entranced with her beauty. She even peed beautifully. We were interrupted by an angry voice.

"What the hell are you two doing in there? Jim, you're going to wake up Olivia and Bella and it's way past Rachel's bedtime!" Kristen called from downstairs. She was too lazy to come up and actually talk to us like human beings. I looked at Rachel and she looked at me smiling.

"I told you we were going to get into trouble" I said, and we laughed together. She climbed off of the toilet and put on some little Strawberry Shortcake Panties, which absolutely suited her milky white skin and came over to hug me. I picked her up and took her to her pretty pink bedroom and laid her on the bed. "Sleep well my darling little Princess, I love you so much", I said and I meant it. I truly had fallen in love with this little child. The way a man should love a woman. The way soul mates must feel when they finally meet. The way a grown man shouldn't feel for a child.

I turned the night light on, and the "big" light out and walked back into the bathroom to clean up our mess. I sat on the edge of the tub, letting the water out and slowly drying the floor with her towel. It smelled like strawberry shampoo and the air was still moist. It was then, (a life-changing moment for me) that I spotted the pink panties she had left on the floor, in front of the hamper. Kristen would have had a fit if she had seen that she didn't put her dirty clothes away properly but I had another idea. I unzipped my jeans and let my aching cock out. It sprang to life as I smelled and licked her dirty panties. This isn't something I had ever thought of doing before but it was the closest way to taste and smell this sweet little baby girl's cunny. I inhaled the sweet, musty scent and then wrapped her little pink panties around my shaft and closed my eyes imagining cumming inside this child. It of course, did not take me long to cum hard into the crotch. I came so much I nearly blacked out because I had been holding it in for so long. I rinsed them out in the sink and tossed them into the hamper like nothing had happened. But something had happened; I was lusting after a little girl. Not just any little girl, my wife's little girl.

Over the next few days, I avoided bath time and any and all interaction with the four women in my life. I couldn't continue lusting after this sweet little girl and I certainly didn't want anything to do with her mother anymore, besides my basic carnal needs. Often, I pretended to be busy working or having a cold. I did everything I could to avoid them, but continued to cum in her panties nearly every night after Kristen went to bed. Months passed, a year even and I had hardly touched my wife. She grew frustrated with me and I don't blame her, and frustrated with Rachel because she was getting older and sassier and she felt like she was a single parent again.

"Jim, we need to talk" she finally said, exasperated. "I don't know what's happened with you but I need you and these girls need you. You promised me you would be here for us all, and that means emotionally and physically. Not just financially. Do I need to find another husband and stepfather to my girls before it's too late?"

I felt incredibly guilty because I loved my little family very much. I still loved Kristen, but I felt so guilty about what I had been doing over the past year. In that moment, I decided that I would suck it up and be the father the 3 girls needed and the husband Kristen needed, at least emotionally.

"I'm sorry Kristen, everything was just so overwhelming. I became a father and a husband overnight and I know I haven't been there for you the way you need me this past year but I will try. Can you ever forgive me?" I lied. I couldn't imagine telling her that I lusted after her first born baby girl. That I wanted to lick her from her toes to her mouth and everywhere in between. I couldn't tell her that I wanted to steal her virginity and make her my own little fuck toy. Kristen looked at me with desperation and let out a deep breath of air.

"You can start by dealing with Rachel tonight. I am putting my headphones on and taking a bubble bath. Even though tomorrow is Saturday, she needs to be up early for Girl Scouts. She fell asleep in the back of the room last weekend, not that you would know because you weren't there."

"I said I'm sorry and I'll deal with her. Go take your bath� honey." I said and I walked downstairs, with my heart pounding in my chest, to talk to Rachel. I found her watching TV in the family room, way past her bedtime. The other two had been in bed nearly an hour already and they weren't that far apart in age. She was laying on the couch, in shorts and t-shirt. She hadn't even taken a bath that evening nor was she in her pajamas. 'I have really messed things up here', I thought, shaking my head. They used to have a routine, some stability but since I had checked out, things were amuck.

"Rachel, didn't you hear your mother? It's time for bed, now." I commanded as he turned the TV off. Rachel grabbed the remote and turned the TV back on. "Young lady, turn it off and go to bed."

"Or what, you're going to ignore me again? Who do you think you are anyway? Mom says she's tired of you and so am I" she snarled. My heart sank. Where was my beautiful little angel that I wanted to defile? Where did my sweet little Rachel go?

"I am your stepfather young lady and you will listen to me when I tell you to do something or you will pay consequences" I blurted, not really knowing what the consequences were. I was just hoping she would obey quickly and I could go to bed. Kristen was right, this parenting stuff was exhausting. Rachel stretched out on the couch on her tummy and looked away from me.

"You can't make me, you're not my parent". This comment enraged me and I walked across the family room and sat down by her feet, dragging her across my lap and spanking her hard 5 to 10 times without stopping. She screamed, hollered, cried, yelled and pleaded for me to stop but I just kept hitting. I was aroused and very aware of it as my cock was pressing against my PJ bottoms and into her cute little thigh. I had never spanked anyone before, and always considered myself to be a docile human being but there was something erotic and naughty about being able to finally touch the object of my desire for my own pleasure, without anyone knowing. I kept hitting her until she stopped crying and slumped down on the couch, with her face buried in the cushion.

"Is this not doing it for you Rachel?! Is this not telling you exactly who I am to you little girl!?" I yelled and pulled down her shorts and panties in one fell swoop. I didn't give her a chance to answer me back, I was staring at her beautiful red ass. My hand prints were all over her ass, and I felt triumphant like it was mine and I had claimed it in the name of Spain. She squirmed, embarrassed and begged me to pull her clothes back up. Before I changed my mind my hand was on her ass and I was giving it to her good. She had welt marks all over her perfect little bottom and when I finally felt satisfied, I stopped. I left her little body over my knees and watched her exhausted pleas die down as she went limp. I left her bare ass exposed while she came to her senses.

"What do you have to say for yourself young lady? You made me do this to you and now you need to apologize to me" I demanded. After several moments of sniffles and feeling defeated she finally let out a small apology. "I couldn't hear you Rachel" and she repeated herself louder this time. "Now, go to bed young lady and don't pull your pants up. I want you to feel ashamed for the way you have acted tonight." She obeyed, and stood up but did not linger. I didn't get to see her pretty little pussy very well but I did get to see her naked, red ass walk up the stairs quickly and knew I had totally and completely embarrassed her.

That night, my wife got fucked hard, and I almost called her 'Rachel.'

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