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“You're late.”
Derek’s voice cut through the sitting room like a whip. He sat in the darkness, slowly drinking his coffee. The house was almost completely dark except for the lantern glowing beside him. It was around 3AM, and I had just gotten back from the nightclub, still tipsy and unsteady on my feet.
Mom and Derek had gotten married only last week. I definitely didn’t like him, but Mom had begged me to accept him. Unfortunately, he was now part of the family.
“You’re not my father, you don’t have to lecture me,” I said, walking toward the staircase.
“It’s my house. My rules.”
“Whatever,” I snapped.
“I’ll never call you father even if you own this house,” I muttered under my breath.
“I promise you’re gonna call me Daddy tonight,” he said.
“Let’s watch and see,” I challenged.
One second I was walking. The next, his strong arm banded around my waist from behind and I was lifted off my feet.
“Let me go, you monster!” I thrashed, kicking back, my fists hammering his chest. He didn’t flinch. He only held me tighter as he carried me upstairs to his room, threw me onto the bed, and locked the door behind us with a click that echoed in my chest.
He started releasing his belt.
“What are you doing?” My voice came out furious.
He didn’t answer right away. He just watched me….. my bare legs, my ruined mascara. Then his mouth curved. Not a smile, but a verdict.
“Something you’ll always remember for the rest of your life, princess.”
The belt hit the floor.
In no time, my stepfather’s cock was standing before me.
My eyes flew open. It looked so thick and heavy, the vein along the underside throbbing as a drop of pre-cum pearled at the tip, catching the dim lamplight. I had never seen a dick this big before. It was pointing straight at me, like it knew exactly where it belonged.
My panties got soaked just watching my stepdad’s massive cock. I tried to look away, but my eyes kept returning to it, mesmerized.
“Don’t pretend like you don’t want it,” he said, climbing onto the bed and moving toward me.
“Look. We shouldn’t be—”
His lips crashed onto mine. He kissed me passionately. At first I was unsure, but I couldn’t resist for long. I kissed him back. He cupped my face as the kiss deepened, and my hand found its way to his dick, wrapping around the thick, pulsing shaft and rubbing it slowly.
“That’s it, princess…” he groaned deeply as I stroked his cock and played with his heavy balls.
He moved from my lips to my neck, licking and sucking every inch like it was his dinner. I was his dinner. His hot mouth traveled lower, kissing and biting down my stomach.
He stopped and looked at me with dark, hungry eyes.
“Remove your clothes,” he ordered.
I obeyed, gently pulling them off. I wanted to resist, but I couldn’t. He had already made me so wet for him.
“Good girl,” he said, staring at my large, full breasts.
He grabbed one of my boobs, sucking hard on the nipple while roughly kneading the other. I moaned loudly in pleasure, my back arching.
“Fuck…” I let out a soft, shaky moan.
“You like it, princess?”
I nodded and bit my lower lip as my heartbeat skyrocketed.
He slowly moved his hand down to my pussy and began rubbing my swollen clit. His fingers quickly became slick because I was already dripping. Then he pushed one thick finger inside me, fingering me slowly before adding two more, stretching me open as he increased the pace.
“Ah… umm…” I groaned passionately, my hips moving on their own.
“Ahhh…. fuck…” I moaned louder as his fingers curled inside me.
“You love it, princess?”
“Yeah…” I moaned, breathless and desperate.
He stopped sucking my breasts and rubbed the thick head of his cock along my wet, dripping pussy, teasing me.
“Fuck me pleaseeee…” I begged.
“You have to say the magic word, princess,” he demanded, still sliding his cock up and down my slick folds.
I was losing control completely. I needed him so badly.
“Fuck me Daddy…” I said.
“That’s it. Call me Daddy. Beg for it,” he growled, rubbing his hard cock against my pussy again.
“Please Daddy…”
“Good girl.”
He positioned his cock at my entrance and pushed inside slowly at first, then thrust in with full force. He pounded me so hard that I started begging, but he didn’t listen. I kept moaning over and over, my pussy squirting all over his cock and the sheets. He made sure every thick inch was buried deep inside me, stretching me completely. He fucked my pussy hard for a long time before pulling out and bringing his glistening cock to my face.
“Make me cum,” he commanded.
I nodded hesitantly. I started licking the tip generously while playing with his balls, our eyes locked the entire time. Then I took him all the way into my mouth. He fucked my throat endlessly until I was gasping for breath. Finally, he came hard, filling my mouth with his hot cum. I swallowed every drop.
He moved back down, spread my legs wide, and began licking my entire pussy. He ate me with raw hunger, sucking on my clit until my legs started shaking uncontrollably.
“Yes…. yes…. I love it,” I moaned loudly as he devoured my pussy with intense desire.
He flipped me over into doggy style, spanking my ass hard several times before kissing the stinging skin. He pushed two fingers into my tight asshole, fingering me as he prepared me.
“Say my name,” he ordered.
“Derek…” I moaned.
“You got it wrong,” he said, adding a third finger.
“D…a..d…dyyy…” I moaned loudly, my voice breaking.
“That’s my princess.”
He removed his fingers and replaced them with his thick cock, sliding deep into my pussy again. He pounded me relentlessly for nearly thirty minutes, his hips slamming against my ass. He finally came hard, filling my pussy with his cum before pulling out and pouring the rest across my back.
“You love what I do to you, princess?” he asked, breathing heavily.
“Yes Daddy,” I answered weakly.
“You have to make me love what you do to me too. Ride me.”
He lay back and I climbed on top, sitting on his still-hard cock. I began riding him, my large boobs bouncing wildly with every movement of my hips.
“Yes baby…. that’s it,” he moaned, gripping my waist as I rode him harder, my hips rolling and grinding against him.
“Fuckkkk…” he groaned, squeezing and sucking my bouncing breasts. I reached another powerful orgasm, my body trembling.
I rode him until my legs felt completely weak and I collapsed.
“This is the punishment you’re going to get every day for breaking the rules, princess.”
The door creaked open and Mom stood there in her robe, her eyes wide with worry. She had clearly heard the raised voices from down the hall.“Why are you two fighting?” she asked, stepping into the room. Her gaze moved from Derek’s tense posture to my tear-streaked face. “I could hear you from the hallway. What’s going on?”Derek recovered first, as always. He stepped away from me, forcing a calm expression onto his face even though his hands were still clenched at his sides.“It’s nothing serious, Margaret,” he said smoothly, though his voice was strained. “Cassandra and I were just having a disagreement about her new relationship with Ryan. Things got a bit heated, but we’re working through it. Just a little misunderstanding between us.”Mom looked between us, her brow furrowed with concern. “A misunderstanding? It sounded quite serious. I heard raised voices.”I quickly wiped my tears and nodded, my heart pounding. “Yes, Mom. It’s fine now. Derek was just being protective, as u
The drive back from Sophie’s house on Sunday evening felt like walking toward my own execution.Every turn brought me closer to the house I both loved and feared. Sophie was still buzzing with excitement beside me, talking nonstop about how perfect Ryan and I looked together, how happy she was for me, and how this was “the best possible thing” after all the stress I’d been under.I smiled and nodded at the right moments, but inside, I was crumbling.I was now officially Ryan’s girlfriend.The silver necklace he had given me rested against my collarbone like a brand. Every time it moved, I felt its weight, a constant reminder of the choice I had made in a moment of panic and desperation. When Sophie finally pulled up in front of the house, my stomach twisted into knots. Mom’s car was parked in the driveway. Aunt Clara’s too. The lights were on inside. “Thanks for the weekend, Soph,” I said, hugging her tightly. “I really needed it.”“Anytime, babe. And text Ryan! He’s probably dying
The drive to Sophie’s house with her was filled with laughter and old memories, but my mind was miles away. Every kilometer we drove from the house felt like both relief and punishment. I kept glancing at my phone, half hoping Derek would text me, half terrified that he would.“You’ve been so quiet,” Sophie said, turning down the music as we neared her house. “Is it the older guy again? You look like someone broke your heart.”I forced a smile and looked out the window. “It’s complicated, Soph. Really complicated. I think I need this weekend to clear my head.”She reached over and squeezed my hand. “Well, that’s what best friends are for. No boys talk unless you want to. We’ll eat junk food, watch terrible movies, and talk about anything except guys.”I nodded, grateful for her. But the truth was, I couldn’t escape Derek even here. His words from last night kept echoing in my head: *I love you, Cassandra. I’m in love with you.*I wasn’t supposed to love him back.But I did.Sophie
The feeling felt very overwhelming. The feeling that I was now in love with Derek was hurting. I wasn't supposed to love him or feel anything. He was my stepdad and nothing else.*****I stayed quiet during breakfast, pushing my food around my plate. Derek sat across from me, his presence impossible to ignore. He hadn’t touched me since the night of my birthday. Not once.Mom noticed my silence. “Are you okay, sweetheart? You’ve been so quiet since I got back.”“I’m fine, Mom,” I lied, forcing a small smile. “Just tired from school resuming. Lots of assignments already.”Aunt Clara nodded sympathetically. “That’s normal, dear. You need to focus on your studies now.”Derek didn’t say anything. He simply watched me.The avoidance continued throughout the week.In the mornings, I left for campus early, telling Mom I was meeting Sophie for group study. In the evenings, I stayed late at the library or at Sophie’s house, making excuses about projects and upcoming tests. At home, I spent
The weekend came soon enough.Itwas my 20th birthday.The house was neatly decorated with soft fairy lights hung across the living room and backyard. Balloons in pastel pink and gold floated lazily near the ceiling. A long table groaned under the weight of food … small chops, fried rice, fried chicken, salads, and a beautiful three-tiered cake with my name written in elegant cursive. Derek had spared no expense.I had invited only a small group: Sophie, Ryan, two other close friends from campus, and a few neighbors.Derek looked devastating in a black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his strong forearmsSophie pulled me into a tight hug near the snack table. “Happy birthday, babe! This setup is insane. Derek really went all out for you.”“Yeah,” I said, forcing a bright smile. “He did.”Ryan approached a few minutes later, holding a neatly wrapped gift. “Happy birthday, Cass.” He pulled me into a warm hug, his hand lingering a second on my lower back. “You look
The morning light filtered through my curtains as I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my blouse for the third time. My hands were trembling slightly. Ryan’s message from yesterday still burned in my mind.I replied yes.Derek had been furious when he saw the message, but after a long, tense conversation where I begged him to trust me, he had reluctantly agreed on the condition that I text him every hour.Downstairs, breakfast was already on the table.“Good morning, dear,” Aunt Clara said warmly when I entered. “You look beautiful today. Special occasion?”I forced a smile. “Just a normal school day, Aunt Clara. Thank you for breakfast.”Derek was already seated, looking sharp in a dark blue shirt. His eyes locked onto me After breakfast, Derek drove me to campus again. The car ride was silent at first. Then his hand found my thigh.“You’re really going to meet him?” he asked, voice low and tight.“I have to,” I whispered. “I can't say no?”Derek’s grip tightened. “If he to
“What are you two doing here?”Mom’s voice sliced through the heavy silence like a blade. She stood in the doorway of Derek’s study, wrapped in her silk robe, her hair tousled from sleep. Her eyes darted between us….me sitting flushed and breathless on Derek’s chair, and Derek kneeling in front of
The guilt settled heavily over me the moment we stepped inside the house. Mom was already back from the wedding, moving cheerfully around the kitchen as she arranged plates and leftovers. The sight of her smiling face made my chest tighten painfully.“Welcome back, you two!” she exclaimed, pulling
I barely made it out of the bedroom before Mom’s footsteps reached the top of the stairs. My heart was hammering so hard I was sure she could hear it. Derek’s cum was still leaking down my inner thighs, warm and sticky, as I quickly smoothed down my oversized t-shirt and tried to look normal.Mom a
My heart slammed against my ribs as Derek drove into me from behind, his thick cock stretching my sore pussy with every brutal thrust. The couch creaked softly under my weight. I bit down hard on my forearm to keep from moaning, but it was almost impossible. He felt too good…too deep and too posse







