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Open up for Daddy

Author: Amie 🦋
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Daddy smirks at me as he reaches between my legs and opens the dryer.

He takes a clean towel from inside it, folds it, and drops it on the floor.

Then he holds out a hand and helps me down off the dryer.

“On your knees, Kitty.”

The tone he uses to say my name almost makes me swallow my tongue as I try to get moisture into my dry throat as I take in his naked body. He’s not hairy, but does have a sprinkle of dark hair on his pecs. His abdomen is smooth and muscular, with o
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  • Her Stepfather's Crush   Open up for Daddy

    Daddy smirks at me as he reaches between my legs and opens the dryer.He takes a clean towel from inside it, folds it, and drops it on the floor.Then he holds out a hand and helps me down off the dryer.“On your knees, Kitty.”The tone he uses to say my name almost makes me swallow my tongue as I try to get moisture into my dry throat as I take in his naked body. He’s not hairy, but does have a sprinkle of dark hair on his pecs. His abdomen is smooth and muscular, with only a small treasure trail that’s like an arrow pointing down to the patch of hair that surrounds the base of his erection.I gulp as I take in his size. He’s long and thick. As I kneel on the towel, his shaft bobs a little. A thick vein runs up the underside. He seems to harden further right before my eyes until his dick curves up and almost touches his navel.His tip is such a deep red that it borders on purple. And as I watch, a drip of precum glides down from his slit. It gets caught

  • Her Stepfather's Crush   Are you desperate for my touch?

    Within twenty minutes, I’m sweating. I pull off my sweatshirt and toss it aside before picking the boat brush back up and continuing to scrub the hull of the boat.The temperature outside is still pretty chilly, but with all the big motions it takes to brush off all the dirt and scum, I welcome the cool air against my skin.When I’ve scrubbed everything off one side of the boat, I pull the power washer toward the boat. I turn it on, but Connor points it up just as the water starts to shoot out, spraying both of us.“What was that for?” I ask as I hold my arms out to my sides.“You have to lower the pressure and use a specific nozzle. I don’t want you to damage the hull.”“Why didn’t you tell me that from the start?”“I should have,” he says, but his words are slow and spaced out.That’s when I realize where he’s looking. I lower my head and realize that my tank top is transparent now that it’s wet. A small voice in the back of my brain tells me that

  • Her Stepfather's Crush   Not that kind of lube...

    I come awake with a jolt, looking clearly around my room, wondering what startled me. Then there’s a hard knock at my door. I roll my eyes because there’s no doubt in my mind as to who’s on the other side pounding.Last night, I stayed up late talking to Clementine. She doesn’t seem to be faring much better than I am. Her parents have both already found someone new. So they’ve gone from fighting over her to both trying to pass her off on the other so they can spend time with their new paramours.With a surge of anger, I get out of bed and yank the door open. “What?”When Connor doesn’t say anything, I squint up at him with eyes still blurry from sleep. His gaze is working over me from top to bottom with such intensity that my skin prickles as if he’s touched me.He clears his throat. “Get dressed and meet me in the garage in five minutes.”He turns and walks away before I can even get my brain online enough to respond. Was he checking me out? Wait, five

  • Her Stepfather's Crush   This is between you and me

    “This is ridiculous,” Connor says. “You’re eighteen years old and if you want to stay in this house, you need to be respectful of the rules of the house.”“Connor,” Mom chides. “As you said, she’s eighteen.”“Then we have a few options here. You can either start paying rent or you can start obeying the rules.”“Your rules,” I say. “Not the rules of the house, at least not our house, not before you were here.”His jaw ticks. I take every opportunity to remind him that he’s not my father. Not that he ever pretended to be.“If you throw one more party in this house, you’ll be moving out of it.”I swallow at the harsh reality of his words as I look at my mother. She sends me a pleading look. Does that mean she’d choose him over me? Of course she would. If he kicks me out, she’ll just apologize for him and tell me there’s nothing she can do.“I cleaned up. It’s not like I left the place a mess.”In fact, if my friends hadn’t raided the liquor cabinet,

  • 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

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