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(M/f-teen, ped, 1st, mast, oral) *** I got remarried a few years ago to a beautiful woman who had an 10-year-old daughter named Kaitlin. I've watched Kaitlin grow from a shy little girl into a strong, athletic 14-year-old young woman. She plays soccer and is a talented player with a very mature body. Her glutes and thighs are large and strong (yes, it means she has a big ass; very tight, very firm, and big!). Around the house she wears too-tight boy shorts (but ANY boy shorts would be too tight on her ass!), or thin cotton pajama bottoms, usually with no panties which means I get an eyeful of that round, bouncy ass every day. Her breasts have grown into perfectly developed pert, firm B/C-cups. On top she tends to wear tight designer (Aeropostale, etc) t-shirts, which are usually really cheap and very thin, or loose, over- sized tops, both without a bra which means I either get nice perky tits and nipples bouncing under a tight t- shirt, or the occasional down-shirt flashes if she bends over in a loose top. She's got long, nearly waist-length straight blonde hair, and gorgeous blue eyes. I've seen Kaitlin nude for a few brief seconds (unintentionally!) a couple times since her mom and I got married. I've tried to resist fantasizing about her though, because I did feel guilty about having those kind of thoughts about her, but I will admit to thinking about fucking that incredible tight body on more than one jerk-off session. As she's gotten older, she's developing more independence, and more than a little teenaged attitude! She's usually good about doing things -- homework, helping around the house -- but sometimes it takes us several times asking her to get them done. I've talked to my wife a couple of times about it and how I get pissed off about it, but she chalks it up to Kaitlin being an only child and getting a little spoiled growing up. She can be a little overly-defensive about Kaitlin. And overall, she's a good kid. One day, however, she got way out of line and we went to a place that I'd only fantasized about, but never dreamed would be a reality. Her mom was gone on an overnight business trip, so it was just the two of us at home. When I left for work that morning, I told her she'd have to empty the dishwasher and start her laundry when she got home from school. "Yeah, yeah, I know," she dismissed me, as she usually did. Detecting some attitude coming on, I told her, "I mean it, I really want you to have that taken care of when I get home. As long as your mom isn't here to hide behind her apron, you'll listen to me." "Yes, DADDY," she shot back, loaded with sarcasm. "You're not too old for a nice hard spanking, y'know!" She squealed and scampered up the stairs to her room and slammed her door, her sweet ass flexing with each step beneath her pajamas. I got home from work later that afternoon and first thing I checked coming into the house was the laundry, as it was in our mudroom. No load in the washer, nothing in the dryer. Maybe she was done and put everything away, but I knew better. Next I went into the kitchen. Dishwasher light on, meaning it had finished but the door hadn't been opened. I was pissed. "Kaitlin!" I called out to her. No answer. As I headed up the stairs I passed her closed bedroor door, music blaring from in her room. I changed into a pair of lounging pants and a t-shirt, then went back downstairs and figured I'd wait her out. She had to come out eventually. After a short time I heard her bedroom door open. "Kaitlin!" I shouted. "Yeah?" "Come down her please. Now." She came down the stairs, a bit pouty, looking like she knew she was in trouble. She was wearing pajama bottoms and tight, short t-shirt that showed a sliver of bare, tight midsection and allowed those tits to pop through nicely, and bounce as she took each step. I wanted to fuck her right then and there! "You didn't do anything I asked, did you." "Not yet," she answered, "I'll do it! Liike I always end up doing it! I wanted to play on the computer when I got home!" "That's not what I told you you needed to do!" She was silent. "Was it!" She jumped, her tits gave a little bounce. "No, but I said I'd do it!" I grasped her roughly by the arm and she cried out, "ouch! That hurts!" "What did I say before I left?" I shouted and pulled her over to the sofa. I sat down in the center of the sofa and pulled her face down across my lap, her sweet bottom jiggling as she tried to break my grasp. She was fighting back and could really muster some strength! With my left hand I clasped her arm behind her back to hold her in place, then raised my right hand and brought it down hard on her ass. THWACK!! I was shocked how the sound echoed in our vaulted family room ceiling. She was really stunned, I thought, that I had actually struck her. I couldn't believe myself that I was going through with it. I came down on her ass a second time. THWACK!! A half-dozen more times I swatted her, each time she jumped in my lap but she had stopped struggling so I released her arm. I sat for a couple of seconds, my mind racing about what to do next. I should have stopped there, should have let her go up to her room. I suddenly became aware of my erect cock straining against my lounging pants, aching to spring free. I shouldn't have done it, I know I shouldn't have, but I had to. I grasped the sides of her pajama bottoms and slowly pulled them down her hips. Incredibly, she raised her hips slightly off my lap to assist me, and I pulled her bottoms down to mid-thigh. Her shapely ass appeared before my disbelieving eyes. It was round and beautiful, as beautiful as I had imagined it, blushing pink and red from the spanks, like a ripe perfect apple. I rested my right hand on her skin, feeling the heat coming up from where I had struck her. I gently caressed all around her soft, firm cheeks. It was like a dream. What happened next shocked me back to reality, and nearly made me come in my pants. Softly, almost imperceptibly, Kaitlin said, "spank me, Daddy." I raised my right hand and brought it down a little more gently on her bare flesh. It made a light crack! sound. Before I could raise my hand a second time, she repeated: "spank me, Daddy." I struck more firmly and the sound grew louder. Then I struck again, and again, my hand building velocity and firmness with every strike. I must have swatted her two dozen more times, each time I marveled at how her beautiful ass shook in response. My hand was creating a pattern of dark red prints spread across both ass cheeks. I noticed that each time I struck her she didn't cry out as I had expected; her head jolted up and a soft "yipe" escaped her lips. I paused again in my attack and stroked her warm red flesh. "Does it hurt, Princess?" I asked her. "Yes, Daddy," she answered back softly. Now, I had never called her "Princess" before that moment, and she had never called me "Daddy". We simply fell into our roles effortlessly, almost as though they had been scripted for us. "Baby, Daddy is going to take your PJ bottoms off the rest of the way," I said, stroking the long blonde hair laid down her back with my left hand. "Yes, Daddy, she answered. I grasped her bottoms again and pulled them down to her knees, past them, and she bent at the knees putting her feet into the air, and I pulled them up and off completely. She let her right leg down off my lap to the floor. That spread her upper thighs apart and I was able to see for the first time her soft, blonde mound and could just make out under her fur her beautiful little pussy. I was caught off- guard by the unmistakable scent of an aroused woman. I put both hands on her ass and started caressing all around, to her hips, up to her lower back, down over her ass to the top of her thighs. I didn't know what to do next. I knew to go any further was totally, completely wrong, yet I couldn't stop myself. It was as though I couldn't control my own movements. I could feel my hard cock beating in time with my heart. "Daddy has to touch you now, Princess," I said. Kaitlin had laid her head down on the couch, and she inched her legs a bit farther apart. My right hand was working all on its own now. I ran my fingers up from her mid-leg to her hip, across to trace the bottom of her round cheek, then to her inner thigh. I was close enough to her pussy that I could feel the warmth it was radiating. I moved my fingers closer until I felt her sparse bush. I stroked her very upper thigh, moving in until I felt the rise of her pubic mound. I gently touched all around, but not on, her pussy lips, wanting to first feel every square centimeter of her virginal cunt. She started making very slight circular movements with her hips to match my touches, like her pussy was reaching for my hand. At last I couldn't hold back any longer. I touched her outer pussy lips and I ran my fingers lightly up, then down, the length of her snatch. "Daddy," I heard her murmur softly. "Daddy," she repeated. I needed to touch, to feel inside that virgin cunt, to know I would be the first to violate her. It made me feel very powerful. "My pretty baby," I said, stroking her blonde hair that lay between her shoulder blades with my left hand. "Daddy loves his pretty Princess Kaitlin." She smiled slightly and purred in response. I laid my fingers lengthwise along her swollen pussy lips and started gently an up-and-down sawing motion, trying to ease my finger inside her. Her hips rose and fell slightly to counter every movement I made. My fingers soon slipped just inside her lips, and I felt them immediately covered in her pussy juices. With her aroused lubrication it became easier to wiggle my fingers inside her tight cunt, but I wanted to be gentle. I curled my index and middle fingers and pushed the tips into her little fuckhole. She gasped, lifted her head, her body tightened up, I stopped, and waited a moment. Then I pushed them in a bit further, up to the first knuckle. She sighed and I felt her body relax, laying her head back down. I pushed again, to the second knuckle. I marveled at how tight she was and knew I could only fuck her with one finger. "You have a very pretty little cunt, Princess," I said. "Daddy's never seen one prettier." "Thank you, Daddy." I started moving in and out of her with just my index finger. I extended my middle finger outside her pussy and used it to rub against her hard clit as I finger- fucked her. As soon as I touched her clit it was like an electric jolt went through her. She gasped. After a few minutes of fucking her, I asked her, "Princess, do you ever touch yourself here when you're alone?" She was silent. "It's OK, Princess, it's not dirty. It's normal for girls your age to want to feel good. Do you touch yourself in bed or when you take a bath?" "You won't be mad if I do, Daddy?" "No, Princess, Daddy wants to know you can make yourself feel good." "Well... I do sometimes in the tub. When I take a bath I use the shower wand down there and it feels good, just like it feels now." "What do you think about when you do that, Princess?" "I don't know... I don't... I don't want you to be mad." "Daddy won't get mad, I promise. Daddy loves you, Princess. You can tell Daddy everything." "I... I think about boys. Girls in school talk about boys touching them, touching their boobs, and how they touch the boys back, inside their pants they touch their things." "Have you let boys touch you, Princess? Or have you touched a boy's penis?" "Oh, no, no, Daddy. I know that's bad. But, I've thought... no..." "What, Princess? You need to tell Daddy all your secrets." "I... no, I can't say. I'm ashamed." I grasped a handful of her long hair with my left hand and jerked her head back a little, causing her to gasp. "You can't keep anything from Daddy, my Princess." "I... I have thought, when I touch myself sometimes... I've... thought about you touching me down there... and me touching inside your pants... and seeing your thing when it gets hard." I was really shocked by that. I hadn't expected it. "Oh, Princess, Daddy thinks about you, too, when he touches his penis. Daddy thinks about your pretty little cunt, and touching your pretty breasts, and I think about putting my penis inside your mouth. That makes Daddy feel very good, Princess." "Oh, Daddy!" she cried. I started rubbing hard on her clit now, my index finger buried deep inside her, touching against the back of her little cunt. "Daddy! Daddy!" she cried over and over as body began to shake. I could feel her tight snatch really clamping down on my finger and her hips bucked faster and faster as she built toward an orgasm. I pulled on her hair again, causing her head to pull back. "Pretty little cunt," I said. "Yes, Daddy," she whispered back hoarsely. "Pretty little cunt," I repeated. "Yes, Daddy." She started grunting in time to my rubbing against her clit and I felt her coming against my hand, pushing back against my pressure, my finger stroking the inside wall of her hole. Her body jerked a few times, and then I felt her cunt spasms weaken and subside. I rubbed my hand across her beautiful ass and caressed her hair. She slid off my lap and knelt on the floor facing me, between my legs, catching her breath. I leaned forward, touching Kaitlin's face, taking her soft cheeks between my hands and raising her face to mine. "Daddy loves you," I whispered, and she smiled. She closed her eyes and we kissed an amazing kiss. I let my hands drop from her face to her shoulders, down her sides down to the bottom hem of her shirt. I slipped my fingers inside and brushed against her hard stomach. I felt her breath quicken as we continued kissing. I moved my hands up inside her shirt until I felt the bottom graceful curve of her full breasts. She pulled her lips slightly from mine, she opened her eyes and looked deeply into mine. She silently mouthed, "Oh, Daddy." She leaned her head forward until she rested against my left shoulder. "Daddy loves his Princess," I whispered. Kaitlin purred quietly. I cupped my hands under her breasts; they felt heavier than they looked, probably because they appeared so high and perky. I extended my thumbs up and they brushed against her creamy tits until they simultaneously found her nipples. She jumped a little and gasped again. I rubbed my thumbs back and forth across her nipples and felt them stiffen immediately to my touch. The skin on her entire areolas responded with chillbumps. "Does Princess like that?" I asked her. Kaitlin nodded ever so slightly and sighed, "mm-hmm." I rubbed a little more roughly and she purred her approval. My cock was aching to be released from inside my lounging pants. I pulled my right hand from her tits (as much as I hated to do that!!) and reached down to the buttons that held my straining dick captive. I undid the buttons and it finally sprang free. I reached out and caressed gently up and down Kaitlin's left arm, then down to her hand. I took her hand and moved it to my lap. She gasped again and pulled back in shock when her fingers brushed against the hot skin of my straining cock. It wavered and bobbed in search of her soft touch. I grasped her wrist more firmly and pulled her back in. I cupped my larger hand around her smaller, delicate hand and moved her to grasp around my cock. I felt my cock twitch when she clasped it. I moved slowly up and down the shaft, guiding her hand by the movement. After repeating it a couple of times I felt her grasp strengthen and she began stroking on her own, and I pulled my hand from hers and moved it back under her shirt. "Oh, Princess!" I moaned. "Daddy loves his pretty baby." I felt her look down at the angry, purple-headed cock in her hands. "Daddy, is that good? Is that what you like?" "Princess, you make Daddy feel very good. Daddy loves his angel so much." "I want you to feel good like I felt good, Daddy. Will you be able to finish, do you think?" "Daddy's sure he'll finish, Princess. You're the best little Princess for Daddy's penis that he's ever had." I wasn't lying. Her soft hand... her nervous energy... her eagerness to please me... It was the single most amazing sexual feeling I'd ever had in my life. I was determined that this first time together wouldn't be our only time. "Raise your arms up, Princess," I told Kaitlin. I whipped her shirt up all the way off her and her firm tits bounced free. God, they were the most perfect tits I'd ever seen in my life, her big brown nipples standing up. She then went back to work on my cock, this time with both hands. I reached over and cupped Kaitlin's tits for a few moments, then rubbed and pinched her nipples. "Oooo, Daddy!" she squealed. I asked her if it was OK to do that. "Yes, Daddy, it feels good when you pinch my nipples. That's what I do when I touch myself in the tub." After stroking my cock for a few minutes longer, Kaitlin asked me, "Daddy, tell me what you want me to do." I took my right hand off her breast and put it behind her head, guiding it gently downward toward my cock, the tip now coated with precome. "Lick on it, honey. Lick the top, where it's dripping." "Yes, Daddy." Kaitlin stopped stroking and leaned forward, grasping my cock with both hands. She looked at my cock for a second, deciding where to start on it. She stuck her tongue out and licked at my cock head tentatively. She did it a couple more times, the gooey precome leaving trails off her tongue. She tasted it for a second. "It's hot and a little salty," she said, kind of smacking her lips. "I like it, I think, Daddy." She leaned forward again, opened her mouth and gently put it over my throbbing head, and closed her mouth around it. I felt her suck gently and swirl her tongue around the head. She drew my cock into her mouth a couple inches, then pulled back up, and went down again. "Oh, honey," I moaned, "Daddy likes that a lot. Keep doing that, Princess." Her head bobbed up and down now more quickly, though she couldn't take too much in without gagging. "Use your hands, too, honey," I told her. She resumed stroking up and down with both hands and locked her lips around the corona of my swollen head. I felt tingling in my balls, and I felt the come building, ready to explode. "Princess, don't stop, honey," I said. "Don't be scared, but Daddy's going to come. Keep stroking with your hands and just suck hard with your mouth. Daddy's come will shoot out in big gobs, you swallow down as much as you can, OK, honey?" Kaitlin hummed "mm-hmm" and nodded her head and sucked intently on my head, her eager hands working faster on my shaft. A few seconds later I felt myself right at the edge. "Oh, fuck, my pretty baby, here it comes! Suck, Kaitlin, suck hard!" My first shot of jizz into her waiting mouth made her jump but she didn't lose her stroking rhythm and she swallowed it right down like a champion cocksucker. It was the most intense orgasm I'd ever felt in my life. I shot off again, and again I watched her suck it right down, she was able to keep up. Her perfect firm stroking kept me going, the volume felt like more come than I'd shot before. After 5 or 6 spurts she couldn't take any more. She pulled her mouth up off my cock and gagged a little bit, come running back out of her mouth and onto my cock. My come and her saliva added lubrication to my shaft and her hands stroked faster now. She watched as my last spurts shot out, then milked out the last globs of come, oozing out of the head and down my shaft over her fingers. I leaned back on the couch, exhausted. "Oh, Kaitlin, honey, that was amazing!" She smiled, leaned forward and started licking all around the head, and down the side slurping up what she had missed. She said, "I'll be right back, Daddy." Still naked, she stood up and walked into our kitchen, her beautiful ass wiggling behind her. She came back out, her pert tits bouncing ahead of her. She brought over a paper towel, kneeled at my feet and proceeded to finish cleaning my cock and her hands. She threw the paper towel on the floor, then sat down on my lap, throwing her arms around my neck and nuzzling up against me. "Daddy?" "Yes, Princess?" "Daddy, can we do that again? Soon?" It was music to my ears. "Yes, of course, honey. Daddy loves his baby. And next time, Daddy will kiss your kitty to make you feel good." "Mm-hmm. I think I'd like that. Thank you, Daddy." END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 60