A Sinful Obsession with my Step-Daddy

~Katherine MonclerI drove my Porsche into the Moncler estate surprised I even got home in one piece. I had finished my shift at the bar where I gotten a break up text from my shitty boyfriend Marcus. He said and I quote, "I'm tired of being starved. Keep your virginity for your husband, I don't want it anymore." What a jerk! I stumbled into the house, adjusting my vision to the darkness. Mum wasn't at home, I could tell that much by the lack of whipping sounds or loud moaning. Every since dad died, mum chose a weird coping mechanism, male domination. I tried my best not to judge her, but her bad choice in men fucked with my head thoroughly. Not having a constant father figure does that to you. I staggered up the stairs thanks to the bottle of Don Julio I had emptied earlier. I heard the sound of running water coming from my dad’s old room. My heart did a weird flutter—that room hadn't been touched, let alone occupied, since the day he passed away.I pushed the door open and step

~Katherine"Yes, Kitty. He is, or was, your dad's best friend," Gwen said, making sure I heard every word. She huffed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Kitty, act like I raised you right and greet the man."I rolled my eyes and turned to him. "Hello, Mr..."He stretched out his hand. "Call me Bruce. It’s nice to see you again, Kitty. You’ve grown up since the last time I saw you." His voice was deep and gravelly, sending a shiver right down my spine.I had heard stories about him being like a brother to my dad. People said he practically helped raise me when I was a baby. I didn't remember any of that. All I knew was that I just had a sexual encounter with my dad’s best friend."So, you guys are getting married!?" I blurted out.Mum gave me the stink eye. "We’re getting married in a couple of weeks, Kitty. I wanted to tell you so you didn't hear about it in the papers."This woman never stopped amazing me. "Geez, thanks Mum. Happy married life," I said, dripping with attitude. I tu

~Bruce I set the laptop on the desk and tried to focus on my work, but I couldn't. My mind kept drifting back to Kitty.She was your goddaughter. Her father was your best friend. She’s the exact same age as your daughter, Dalia, and she’s about to become your stepdaughter."For God's sake, get it together, Bruce," I muttered to myself.But my cock twitched just from the thought of her. It was like I could still feel her small hands wrapping around me and her warm mouth swallowing me whole.A sudden knock on the door cut through my thoughts.I stood up, walked over, and pulled the door open. No one was there. I looked left and right down the empty hallway, then looked down. A brown envelope was sitting on the carpet.I picked it up, stepped back into the room, and locked the door behind me. I pulled out my pocket knife, sliced the top of the envelope open, and slid the content out.It was a photo. It was a picture of me from this morning, wearing a black hoodie as I entered the hotel.

~Katherine"You know, I really gave what you guys said a thought," I said through bites of my croissant."Really? Which one exactly? Because obedience is not really your strong suit," Liam said, pointing his pain au chocolat at me.I rolled my eyes. "That's not true."He and Nevaeh gave each other a quick look. "It's true," they said simultaneously."Okay, okay, whatever," I said, waving my arm in defeat. I sighed heavily and leaned closer across the table. "I need a man. I mean, I need to get a man soon!""What's with the rush?" Nevaeh asked, furrowing her brows."I don't know. I just feel like I'm ready for something, you know... real.""You mean, you think you're ready to get fucked?" Liam grinned."Yes! Okay?" I hissed, my face heating up. "I just need someone's penis inside me, like right now!""Oh my God, our little girl is growing up," Liam faked a tear, clutching his chest."By the way," I said while they were still gushing. I paused dramatically, taking a slow sip of my coffe

~BruceI could tell already that this girl was going to be the death of me. I quickly tucked my rock-hard boner into the waistband of my boxer briefs, trying to catch my breath. I smoothed down my shirt, patted my face down, and stepped out into the hallway toward Dalia's voice."Hey, baby," I said, putting on my best calm dad voice.Dalia smiled and leaned in to hug me tight. "Hey, Dad."Holding her, a heavy wave of guilt hit my chest. She was the exact same age as Kitty. By law, after this wedding, Kitty was supposed to be my daughter, too. I couldn't believe I was losing my mind over a twenty-year-old girl. But the way Kitty spoke to me, the way she looked at me—she was just so fucking naughty.All I could think about was pushing my whole cock deep into her tight pussy until she cried out and begged me to stop. I wanted to teach her a real lesson for playing these dangerous games with a grown man. I was fighting the urge to just turn around, walk back into her room, and give her e