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…I’m kind of bitchy

Author: Amie 🦋
last update Last Updated: 2026-02-25 00:05:00

It’s pretty damned strange to be certain I’m right and also to feel guilty at the same time. I mean, I am right! It’s ut­ ter bull­ shit for him to think that he gets to be some su­per­man, the very pic­ture of no­ble self-sac­ri­fice, and I can’t make the kind of de­ ci­ sion peo­ple make ev­ery damned day of the week. I understand very clearly why I be­lieve I have the right to make this decision. I know very clearly why I don’t believe he has a right to tell me I can’t.

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  • Her Stepfather's Crush   I feel warm and happy

    I feel the robe come around my body and until I do, I don’t even realize how cold I am. The terrycloth comes over my body and rubs against my nip­ples, hard as hell from the cold. If not for the cold making me breath­ less, I would let out a moan from the contact.“Princess, what in the world are you doing?”“Daddy,” I whisper, “I’ve never seen snow.”“What do you mean? There was snow last year.”I nod as I look at the blur of white fall­ ing over the back­ yard. “I mean I never saw it fall. The few times it’s snowed here, I always wake up in the morning and it’s on the ground. I never actually saw it ­fall.”Suddenly, he’s car­ry­ing me like a baby, cradling me in his arms as he walks me back into the house. He sets me down gently on the big, fluffy rug in front of the fireplace, which is empty at the moment.“You’re going to sit and get warm,” he says, “and you can watch the snow through the window.”A half hour later, though, I’m back on the

  • Her Stepfather's Crush   I moan, gasp and cry out

    “You’re wrong, you know,” Daddy says.It seems a strange thing to say after we’ve made up. It seems a par­tic­u­larly strange thing to say while both of us are in bed, naked again. I feel instantly wary. I mean, af­ter sev­eral months of a re­la‐tion­ ship that al­ways has a level of tense­ness to it sim­ply be­cause of its for­bid­den and taboo na­ture, this whole col­ lege thing was our first fight.I hated that fight.I hate the thought that there will be another.I swallow hard and resolve not to fight. I even resolve to pretend not to be angry if I must. Softly, I ask, “You don’t think I can get a good ed­u­ca­tion on­line?”“That’s not what I mean, lit­tle girl,” he says, “but I’m still go­ing to hold you to your promise. You have to do the lo­cal classes, too.”“Yes, Daddy,” I say. So, what are we going to fight about? “But… what am I… Why am I wrong?”“You said you overheard me talking to my brother. You said you know I stayed here because I

  • Her Stepfather's Crush   …I’m kind of bitchy

    It’s pretty damned strange to be certain I’m right and also to feel guilty at the same time. I mean, I am right! It’s ut­ ter bull­ shit for him to think that he gets to be some su­per­man, the very pic­ture of no­ble self-sac­ri­fice, and I can’t make the kind of de­ ci­ sion peo­ple make ev­ery damned day of the week. I understand very clearly why I be­lieve I have the right to make this decision. I know very clearly why I don’t believe he has a right to tell me I can’t.I just don’t get why I still feel like I’m wrong.No, maybe I’m not feeling wrong. Maybe I just feel like Daddy has earned the right to get a pass.Yeah, that’s it.I get it now. Here I am demanding my rights when this man sac­rificed ev­ery­thing.Well, maybe this isn’t it.Damn it! What I need is advice. The terrible thing is there’s only one person on Earth I would trust to give me this advice, and that one person is the man who’s already made his opinion clear. In my shower in the

  • Her Stepfather's Crush   God, I want him so badly!

    “By God, lit­tle girl,” Daddy says, “You’re going to lis­ten to me!”I don’t think I’ve ever seen my step­ fa­ther this an­gry. I gulp and nod. Hell, I can’t even remember what I was talking about. His tone seems to re­ver­ber­ate through the air and it’s scary as hell. On the other hand, it’s also about the sex­i­est thing imag­in­able.He points to the couch and I go sit down. I’m acutely aware of the fact that I’m naked. I re­mem­ber com­ing out and start­ing the con­ver‐sa­tion. I remember that he would screw me silly after I spoke.Now, all I can think about is his tone.He walks up and grabs a throw blanket from the chair. He hands it to me and suddenly I’m grateful as hell for it. I cover up and he says, “No. It isn’t happening. I don’t know how but I learned to accept that you and I have a re­la­tion­ship other peo­ple won’t un­derstand.I learned to accept that I don’t have any choice about lov­ing you. I also learned to accept that you’re an a

  • Her Stepfather's Crush   Please Daddy, one more time

    This is such a strange sit­u­a­tion.I mean…I guess it’s strange to re­al­ize how… God, what’s the word?No. That’s a bullshit question. I know exactly what the word is. It’s strange for me to realize how young I am. It’s strange for me to real­ize how this sit­u­a­tion affects me.Re­ally, when I started all of this it had everything to do with grat­itude for all Daddy did for my mom, for my family, and me. It also had a lot to do with feel­ing a very powerful and very intense sense of sadness for how he gave up his life for us.I mean, I had an idea that my role should be to com­fort him.I had an idea that my role should be to give him an op­por­tu­nity to re­ceive a mea­sure of hap­pi­ness and joy he’s en­ti­tled to but doesn’t re­ceive now. It never really occurred to me that doing this would impact me.I mean, I guess I thought a lit­tle bit about what might happen if I didn’t like it. I guess I thought a lit­tle bit about how I might end up p

  • Her Stepfather's Crush   Will you be my first, daddy?

    I don’t think I’ve ever been so damned ex­cited in my life. I guess I feel a little bit guilty. I mean, if I woke up with a mouth on me, even if I really wanted the guy, I think I’d probably be really freaked out. I guess it was all a per­fect storm. Daddy, af­ter years of get­ting nothing and feeling lonely, couldn’t resist me as much as he wanted to.I don’t feel nearly as guilty about the way I went about se­duc­ing him as—well, I guess until he sleeps with me it isn’t really se­duc­ing him. What I mean is, I feel a little bit guilty about getting him to accept a blowjob that he really didn’t want to accept. I feel a little bit bad about that. On the other hand, I feel pretty bad about something else.For four years, he’s slept in the guest room and I only know about it now.For all this time he’s just stoically accepted his fate and I’m so self-absorbed I don’t even re­al­ize it until this very moment. I mean, that’s something that makes me feel very guilty

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