Anything for the Man of the House: Ten Brats who Learn how to Behave (9 page)

“I just feel like I missed out
on so much, though…you know?”

“What do you mean?” I asked her.
“They don’t have parties in Malaysia?”

She laughed. “Of course they
have parties, Frank,” she punched my arm again, playfully.

Was she flirting with me?

“It’s more that I just don’t
think I took any risks,” she continued. “I was always studying,
playing it safe, planning ahead for college…for the future. I just
don’t think I did enough to enjoy being young.”

“Really? You just studied all
the time?”

“Yeah, I mean, it was just so
much pressure building up day after day. College, the future,
‘
what are you gonna do with your life?
’” she said in a deep,
serious voice, while wiggling her fingers in the air. “It took up
all my time. Plus, when I wasn’t at school, I was living with Aunt
Ruth. She’s a sweetheart, but she’s not exactly a spring
chicken!”

She paused for a minute, biting
her lip. I kept my eyes on the road, but I could sense that she was
looking at me.

“I mean, I never even had a real
boyfriend over there,” she said, softly. “It’s like I was all
cooped up, in the prime years of my life. And now I’m 18—I’m an
adult. And I feel like my youth has just passed me by.”

“You mean to tell me that you
never had any boyfriends over there? Those guys must have been
crazy.”

“Well,” she replied, “It’s kind
of hard when you’re at an all girls’ school.” She paused for
another moment, and then asked, “Did you mean what you said back
there?”

Be cool, Frank
, I told
myself, trying to ignore the little twinge of arousal in my jeans.
This girl’s your step-daughter
.

“What do you mean?” I asked,
feigning innocence. “What did I say?”

“You know. The way you looked at
me when you didn’t know I was your new wife’s daughter. The way you
told me I was ‘gorgeous.’ Did you mean it?”

“Well, Lexie. Come on. I was
just…you know…”
Think! What the hell am I supposed to say
here?
“I was just joking around. I knew it was you.”

“Really? Because, from where I’m
sitting, you look like you’re blushing, Daddy.”

Daddy?

“What do you mean? And why are
you calling me ‘Daddy?’”

“You know what I mean,” she
answered, placing her soft, tiny hand on my leg.

Wow…haven’t felt that in
awhile!

I just about ran the truck off
the road. I felt my loins tremble.
Holy shit, I was hot for this
girl
. It should have felt wrong—part of me
did
feel
wrong! But I’m telling you, my cock started to get very hard all
just from her hand barely touching me.

“Lexie, what are you doing? Take
your hand off my leg, please.”

“What’s the matter, Daddy? Are
you crazy, too? Just like those boys you were talking about?” She
moved her hand up toward my crotch. “I don’t think you’re crazy at
all. In fact, I think you’re hot, Daddy. Hot and bothered. And I
can tell you think the same about me, too.”

Her hand made its way up my
jeans and settled right on my steadily-increasing bulge.

I took my eyes off the road for
a second and looked at her face.
She is so. Fucking. Hot.
I
glanced down at her tits—her nipples were so hard, I thought they
were gonna poke right through her shirt!

I’ve never wanted to fuck a girl
more in my life than I did at that moment. The way she was looking
at me made me wanna just tear her clothes off—and then tear her
pussy up! My heart was racing, and I tried to swallow and say
something. But, before I could, she spoke again.

“The truth is…I’m still a
virgin. And I’m horny as hell, Daddy. I’ve seen lots of pictures of
you over this past year. My mom posted some of you online, and I’ve
had the hots for my new Daddy ever since I saw the first picture of
you. She’s told me what a great guy you are. How much you take care
of her.”

She gripped my bulge with her
whole hand and squeezed me rhythmically.

“I really want to lose my
virginity this summer, Frank. And I want to lose it to someone I
can trust. I want
you
as my Daddy. I want you to take care
of me. I want you to make me tingle all over.”

She was really working my cock
through my jeans.

“Can you do that for me? Can you
be my Daddy?”

She unzipped my fly, and got as
much of her little hand as she could around my cock. I had to
really focus to keep from crashing my truck as we made our way down
the two-lane highway.

“Oooohh…it’s so
big
,
Daddy…so juicy. You think it’ll fit in my tight pussy?” She held up
her pinky. “Nothing bigger than this has ever been in there before,
Daddy!”

She started stroking my
already-rock-hard cock with both hands, and then, without another
word, she had her mouth on it, taking in the head.

“Huhhhh,” was all I could
answer, as I struggled desperately to keep the truck on the road. I
pulled over and turned down a little dirt road that hid us from the
main highway, behind a thick area of trees.

Once the truck was parked, I
could turn my attention to what was actually happening. This girl,
my step-daughter
, was treating my pole like a Christmas
lollipop.

For a virgin, she was working
her mouth pretty well. She drooled quite a bit, and I could feel my
balls getting soaked, but I didn’t mind. Just watching her head bob
up and down, feeling her tits press against my thigh as she worked
up and down the shaft. I bucked my hips involuntarily as she hit my
sweet spot with her tongue over and over.
What am I doing? This
is so, so wrong! I have to stop this now!

“Wait, Lexie…Lexie! Stop. We
can’t do this.”

She kept going, swirling her
tongue around the tip.
Fuck
, it felt good to have an
18-year-old mouth sucking me mercilessly. But I had to stop it.
After all, I was married to her mother!

“Lexie, seriously, stop.
Please.” I grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up so that I was
looking her in the eye. She had a thick glob of saliva on her lips
and chin, which only made my cock throb even harder. “We can’t do
this. You’ve gotta stop.”

“Are you sure?” She put two
fingers between her lips and sunk them down into her mouth.

God…she knows exactly what
she’s doing, doesn’t she?
I thought to myself.

“You don’t wanna be my Daddy?
You don’t wanna treat me like your little dirty girl?” she pouted.
“Am I not doing a good enough job for you?”

“No, it’s not that. You’re doing
a great job, it’s just…”

But as soon as I said
great
job
, she had her lips back down on my cock. And this time, she
was working my shaft
and
my balls with her hands, too. That
was it—I couldn’t make myself stop when she started working me with
her mouth
and her hands
. The way she handled me so
gently—massaging me, trying to coax my cum out—it was too much. I
had to let it happen.

In fact, let me explain this
another way: my cock
demanded
that it happen. I don’t know
what came over me in that moment, but I forgot all about Tess. My
only thought was of this 18-year-old girl’s tight, slippery mouth,
her absolutely perfect, sexy body, and her undoubtedly wet, hot,
untouched virgin pussy.

I became an animal.

“Get the fuck up
right
now, little girl.” I surprised myself with how forceful I became.
“Get your tits out, you nasty little minx.”

She flashed a big smile at me,
as she instantly began to peel off her tight little top.

“Yes, Daddy,” she said, as her
tits tumbled out. I threw myself at her and took her nipples into
my mouth. They were already hard like little pebbles, and I wanted
to see how much I could make her squirm by sucking on them.

Turns out, I could make her
squirm quite a bit!

“Oh, Daddy, no! Please, they’re
so sensitive,” she cried, trying to pull away.

I grabbed onto her thin waist
and pulled her back toward me.

“You have to listen to Daddy,
and do what he says,” I commanded, firmly. “Isn’t that right,
little girl?”

“Ye…yes, Daddy.”

“And you’re going to do exactly
what Daddy says because you want to be a good girl, isn’t that
right?”

She softened in my arms and
pulled my head down to her breasts.

“Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry. I’ll be
a good girl for you.”

“That’s better.”

I eased one of her nipples back
into my mouth and began sucking again as I worked my hands down her
slim middle toward her tiny shorts. I had to get those things off
and get into that pussy!

“Yes, Daddy. Yes, Daddy,” she
repeated dreamily. She was losing herself, and when I got her
completely naked, I could see just how much she wanted me. She was
absolutely soaked between her legs! I ran my fingers up and down
her inner thigh, teasing her for a moment. She had her head back
against the window.

I got the rest of my clothes
off, and I was about to sink my throbbing cock into her untouched,
virginal pussy when she opened her eyes and looked deeply into
mine.

“Daddy, promise me one
thing.”

“Okay, what’s that?”

“Promise me you won’t ever pull
out. It’s my first time, and I want to feel everything. I wanna
feel you explode and bury your seed deep inside me.”

“Are you sure?” I asked her. “I
mean…you could get…
you know
…”

“I wanna feel you…all of
you…”

“Is that what you really want?”
I asked her.

“
Mmmmm
. I want you to get
deep in there and show me how you can fuck an 18-year-old pussy
like this. Show me how it’s done, Daddy.”

That was it—I didn’t need any
extra invitation. I lined my cock up with her slit, which was
running like a waterfall, and thrust in as far as I could.

My god this girl was tight!

I could only get about a third
of the way in, but my cock wasn’t satisfied with that at all. So I
began pumping, gently at first, but with a bit more force as she
relaxed and accepted me. I could feel myself bursting her hymen,
and she squirmed a bit and made a little whimpering noise.

“That’s right, sweetheart. Let
Daddy get in there. Let Daddy open you up.”

I got into a rhythm of pumping
in and out of her tiny, sweet hole. I put my hands on her young,
perfect tits and massaged them gently, but firmly. After working
her honey pot slowly for awhile, I could push just about all the
way into her. I started to draw my cock almost all the way out and
then thrust it all the way up inside her, making her whole body
rock against the inside of the truck door.

“Do it, Daddy. Open me up. I’m
just your little girl, and I need your help to break in my pussy. I
need your thick cock to stretch me out.” She spread her legs open
even further and put her hands around the back of my neck.

I could feel myself getting
close. I definitely didn’t want it to end, but she was so tight.
Her pussy was squeezing me like a vise. I lifted myself up so I
could look right into her eyes.

“You ready for me to fill you up
with a big load?”

“Yes, Daddy. Cum for me!” She
was practically shaking, and she sunk her fingertips into my
neck.

“You sure you want it inside
you?” I was right on the edge. There was no way I could stop at
this point, even if I wanted to.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck
me! FUCK ME! Pound it in there till you cum, Daddy! Cum in my
pussy, Daddy!”

I spasmed and shot what was
probably the biggest load of my life into her fertile, trembling,
womb. As I blasted one rope after another of hot cum into her
pussy, my cock buried up to the hilt inside of her, she convulsed
in a long shudder, moaning like a woman possessed!

I collapsed onto her tits,
stroking her hair, trying to catch my breath.

What had come over me? I was
like a beast on top of her, ravaging my own step-daughter!

“Lexie, are you okay?”

“Mmmmm. Oh, Daddy. I’m doing
much better than okay.”

*****

We got back home later than I’d
planned. Our detour into the woods had taken awhile, and it was
dark by the time we pulled up to the house.

“Listen, Lexie…”

“Frank. I know what you’re gonna
say, and you don’t need to worry. I’m not going to tell my
mom.”

“You’re not?” I asked.

“No way! I mean, if I did, we’d
never get to do it again, right?”

Again?! What was she talking
about?

“Come on,” she said. “Let’s go
inside. I want to see your place. Plus, I’m exhausted.”

I figured that she’d calm down
after we got inside and the reality set in that I was her
step-father. What happened this afternoon was fantastic, but it
couldn’t happen again. It was a one-time thing, I promised
myself.

I smiled at her, my young,
nubile step-daughter. “Come on. Let me show you around the
house.”

After I’d given her a tour and
we’d had something to eat, Lexie went upstairs to take a nap. She
seemed happy to be here, and I convinced myself that being with her
would just be a nice memory that could be our little secret. It
wouldn’t happen again—it
couldn’t
happen again.

Tess and I live out in the
countryside near a lake, away from the main roads. It was a
beautiful, clear June night, and the stars were just starting to
come out. I headed out onto the back deck to take a soak in the hot
tub.

What a day
, I said to
myself.
You were nervous about meeting your step-daughter, but
for the wrong reason!

I set my head back against the
edge of the hot tub and just tried to relax as I closed my eyes. I
sat there for awhile, just enjoying the peace and quiet when I
heard the door open.

“Can I join you?” Lexie asked
from behind me.