All Chapters of All Yours, Daddy: Short Steamy Stories: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

His cock slammed into me so deep I saw stars. I was bent over Professor Darius’s heavy oak desk, my short skirt rucked up around my white waist, bare tits pressed against the cool wood. Papers scattered everywhere. His big hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise as he drove into me from behind, balls-deep and brutal, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing through his locked office. “Fuck....Professor—” I gasped, pushing back against him like the greedy little slut I was. He growled low in his throat, a sound that made my pussy clench tighter around his thick shaft. “This what you wanted, Katie? huh? This what you’ve been begging for all semester?” Another savage thrust, so hard my toes barely touched the floor. His heavy balls smacked against my clit with every punishing stroke. I moaned loud enough that anyone walking the hallway might hear, but I didn’t care. I’d wanted this for weeks. Needed it. ..... *How the hell did we get here?* ...... It started the

“Fuck me Daddy.” The words barely left my mouth before Darius snapped. He grabbed me hard, spinning me around so my chest hit the counter. His body pressed against mine from behind, one hand pinning both of mine behind my back while the other twisted in my hair. I could feel how hard he was through his pants, thick and throbbing against my ass. I reached back anyway, fingers working fast, unzipping him and pulling his cock out. It was heavy, hot, and rock hard. The second it was free he started grinding, sliding that thick shaft right between my ass cheeks, grinding the life out of it. It was raw, no condom, nothing. Just skin on skin. Hard on soft. “Fuck, Katie,” he breathed against my neck, his voice was rough and low. His hot breath rested on my skin. His hips moved slow at first, dragging his cock up and down, the head bumping my wet pussy with every pass. I pushed back, rolling my ass against him passionately, feeling every vein and every inch. He was breathing

I woke up with my pussy throbbing. My thighs were sticky, Jake’s cum from last night had dried all over me and leaked out while I slept. I could smell sex on my sheets. My nipples were still sore from where he had sucked them hard. I lay there for a minute remembering how he pounded me, how I called him my stepbrother while he filled me up. The disgusting words. My hand slipped between my legs without thinking, rubbing my swollen clit, but I stopped. No. Mom and dad were already moving around downstairs. Breakfast smells were coming up. I grabbed clean clothes and headed to the bathroom. The second I turned the shower on and stepped in, the door opened. Jake slipped inside, locking it behind him with a smirk written on his handsome face. He was only in boxers, his cock already pushing against the fabric, hard and ready. “Jake, no,” I whispered, water running down my tits. “They’re right downstairs. Mom’s probably making eggs or something.” He didn’t listen. He stepped under the

I groaned when mom told us the seating arrangement. The SUV was packed with bags for the week-long cabin trip. Dad driving, mom in the passenger seat, and me and Jake stuck sharing the back row because the middle was full of coolers and suitcases. Six hours on the road. Great. I was still sore from yesterday. My ass had faint belt marks under my shorts and my pussy felt used. I climbed in first and slid to the window side. Jake got in after me, taking up most of the space like usual. He was wearing basketball shorts and a hoodie. I had on loose cotton shorts and a tank top. As soon as we pulled onto the highway, he gave me this little smirk that made my clit water. The first hour was normal. We listened to music, mom and dad talking about work stuff up front. Jake’s leg pressed against mine because there wasn’t enough room, but after a while he reached behind the seat and grabbed the big blanket we used for road trips. “It’s cold with the AC blasting,” he said loud enough for