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Subject: {ASSM} A Stepdaughter's Punishment (in, nc)
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Date: Tue, 27 Apr 2004 02:10:01 -0400
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A Stepdaughter's Punishment (in, nc)

By Astronomer45

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"No, please don't."

My stepdaughter didn't seem so rebellious now. Spread out on her
bed, with her wrists and ankles tied to the four posts.

Pretty little thing. Just turned 15. Long brown hair, cute face,
and long, shapely legs that she likes to show off in short, short
dresses. She had been a distraction for the last couple of years.
But her basic attitude was shitty. Her father, her real father,
had abandoned her and her mother when she was 10. Her mother was
and still is, a very hot woman. Met her at an office party. One
of the executive's secretaries. A year later, we were married. I
had met her daughter, Jenny, and was unimpressed. At 11, she was
still pretty skinny and she took an instant dislike to me. I
guess all the resentment she had about her father was vented on
me. But, I figured that I could eventually win her over. Wrong.
If anything, things got steadily worse. She filled out and became
very popular with the boys. Of course, the skimpy outfits she
wore might have had something to do with that. She took every
opportunity to display her best assets, her long legs. And she
was not so skinny any more.

Matters came to a head tonight. Her Mom was out of town,
accompanying her boss and a number of other executives on an
overnight junket. And no, I don't think anything is going on
between her and her boss. Anyway, Jenny had plans that Saturday
night. Which was fine with me, anything to have a little peace
and quiet. What I did object to was her ignoring her chores just
because her Mom was gone. It was her pattern of complete contempt
that I'd been putting up with for years.

I came home to find the dirty dishes still piled high in the
sink. But the final straw was the empty glass next to the liquor
cabinet. Sniffing it, I smelled some of my expensive Grande
Marnier.

"Jenn!!!" I yelled at the bottom of the stairs.

"What?!"

"Come down here immediately!"

"I'm busy!"

"I want to see you NOW!"

"FUCK YOU" she screamed at the head of the stairs.

Something inside me snapped. There she stood, in my favorite
outfit, thigh high white stockings, white high heels, short pink
skirt, and a white blouse, defying my authority. I ran up those
stairs, taking 2 or 3 at a time. She just stood there for a split
second, surprised at my reaction, then turned and ran down the
hall. I caught up with her just as she was trying to slam her
bedroom door.

"Get out of my bedroom!!!" she yelled into my face.

I grabbed her arm and dragged her over to her bed. Sitting down
first, I threw her over my right knee, and began to spank her
cute behind. She wriggled furiously, alternately screaming and
crying. But I had just had enough. After the first few whacks, I
lifted her short skirt and continued spanking her white cotton
panties.

She managed to reach around and scratch my forearm. Bad move on
her part. With my left arm pressing her back down, my right hand
grabbed her panties and pulled them to her knees. I resumed my
spanking. Her bubble butt started turning red. Her squirming
became quite violent now. Finally, she squirmed off my knee and
rolled across the floor and stood up.

"You asshole!!! How dare you! Wait till I tell my mother!"

Now, you must see what I saw at that time. Here's this very cute
teenager, breathing hard, her panties having dropped to her
ankles, but still wearing this very sexy outfit. Her cheeks were
bright read and her eyes shiny with tears. Her long brown hair in
total disarray. And those long legs in their thigh high
stockings.

I got up from the bed slowly. She must have sensed my mood or
seen something in the look on my face because she took a step
backwards.

"Get out!!!" she screamed.

I said nothing but slowly came toward her.

She continued to back away until she ran out of room, her back to
her closet door. I grabbed her and she struggled in my arms. She
looked up at me for just a moment, pure hatred in her eyes. I
couldn't resist, so I kissed her. I guess this surprised her
because she stopped struggling for a moment. Then she reared back
and kicked me just as hard as she could.

She caught me in my right shin and it HURT. I stumbled back and
fell on my ass. She saw her chance to escape and actually tried
to leap over me toward the half open door. You know how thinks
slow down during a crisis? From my vantage point on the floor, I
noticed she had kicked off her panties which were now lying on
the floor. I managed to grab left ankle in mid-flight and she
fell on top of me. We rolled once and now I was above her.

We looked at each other for a few seconds. Two long-time enemies,
quite evidently in a final battle. Her hair was spread out
beneath her head. Her chest rising with each deep breath she
took.

I stood up and picked her up around her waist. Carrying her
twisting, squirming body to her bed, I unceremoniously dropped
her on it. She bounced once and I was on her in a flash.

I looked around for something to tie her to the oversized bed
posts at all 4 corners of her bed. Her room was a mess. Another
chore ignored. A couple of scarves lay on the floor nearby. I
grabbed them with my right hand while my body still lay over
hers. Quickly, I tied one each to her wrist then to the 2 posts
above her head. Easily said but done with difficulty. She fought
all the way. But my daily workouts had paid off and she was no
match for just my left arm.

I stood up next to the bed, looking down at her. Her legs were
still free and she tried to kick me again. But I'd learned that
lesson. What she evidently forgot was her lack of panties. Each
fruitless kick caused her short skirt to rise higher and higher.
Until her sweet pussy was fully exposed.

I watched those long lovely legs flailing about and the sparse
brown hair around her pussy lips.

Suddenly, she realized how exposed she was. Her legs snapped
shut.

"You filthy pervert!" she snarled.

I smiled at her and reached for her left leg. I grabbed her by
the ankle and with my back to her, rolled her stocking down her
leg to her ankle then off. I would have preferred to leave her
stockings on but I needed 2 more ties. Meanwhile, her right leg
was kicking me in the back. Her angle was bad but it was still
annoying. With her thigh high stocking in hand, I tied a knot
around her trim ankle and secured her left leg to a bed post. I
calmly walked around the bed and repeated the process with her
right leg.

Finally, I could take a rest. She was quite a hellcat. But now,
she was completely helpless. And quite a tempting sight. Her
white blouse was damp with her exertions. Her skirt up around her
waist. And naked from the waist down.

I climbed on the bed again and reached for the button on the side
of her skirt.

"No, Please don't"

I ignored her plea and unbuttoned her skirt, then unzipped it all
the way down. Opening the skirt, I laid it out underneath her.

Her skin was so smooth. Like only a teen girl's skin can be so
smooth. Smooth and soft. She had stopped fighting me and only
looked at me in disbelief. I don't think she realized my intent
until just then. Button by button, I slowly removed her blouse.
Unfortunately, with her hands tied above her, I was unable to
completely remove her blouse. But I carefully laid each half off
on the bed beside her.

"Paul, please stop. If you stop now, I promise not to tell Mom."

I hated when she called me by my first name. It showed
disrespect. I had asked her repeatedly to call me Dad or even
step-Dad. But she always refused.

I didn't say a word but reached for the front clasp of her frilly
bra.

"Paul, don't!"

I smiled as I unclasped her bra and revealed her sweet teen
breasts. Since there were no shoulder straps, I was able to
completely remove the bra by raising her back and slipping it off
completely. Her twin breasts was exquisite. Pale white, with pale
pink aureoles and nipples. A teen girl's delight. A size B cup
I'd guess.

Then I began to undress.

"Oh my God..." she whispered. Then louder, "Don't do this Paul.
I'm begging you. Please don't."

My shirt lay on the floor and I unbuckled my belt, letting my
pants fall around my ankles. I stepped out of my pants and hooked
my thumbs in my jockey shorts, pulling them down. I stopped and
got very close to her face then continued their removal. By this
time, my cock was rock hard. As my jockeys continued down, my
cock sprang out right next to her nose. I stepped out of my
shorts.

I so wanted to have those sweet lips wrapped around my pole.
Watching her cheeks suck in as she slurped away. But I dare not.
She still had too much fight in her and I didn't want to expose
my cock to those perfectly straight, expensively corrected teeth.

Instead, I leaned down and kissed her again. My hand playing with
her nipples, caressing her soft breasts, slowly trailing down her
flat stomach to the light covering of brown hairs just above her
pubic area.

She tried to turn her head but I kept her still with my left hand
while I explored her pussy with my right.

My middle finger found her cleft and traced it to its top for her
clit. Slowly, gently, I began to circularly rub her clit.

She jerked her head away and yelled "Don't!!!"

I kissed her again, feeling her body betray her, feeling her
cleft moisten. Faster and faster I rubbed her clit. She moaned
into my mouth. Her eyes were closed. Her hips moving rhythmically
up and down.

Her mouth opened to gasp so I stuck my tongue inside to duel with
her tongue. Her nipples were now stiff and begging to be sucked.
So I complied, still rubbing her clit. Her B-size tits were
barely a mouthful. But so sweet and so soft. My tongue danced
over her right nipple then her left nipple.

Then I stopped touching her.

Her eyes snapped open. She looked confused, off-balance,
uncertain. She was getting mixed signals to her brain. Her hatred
of me was in conflict with the pleasure coming from her body.

I walked to the end of the bed and crawled between her legs. I
knelt down with my face hovering over her pussy, her long,
doe-like legs spread out on either side of me. I inhaled her
scent.

There is nothing quite like the subtle, sweet smell of an aroused
teen girl. She has not yet developed the musky scent of a
full-grown woman. It's almost like a delicately scented
rosewater. She was so wet now. Her pussy lips were swollen and
glistening. I had to lick between them.

She shuddered. A moan escaping her lips. Her eyes closed again.
Slowly and steadily I licked from her opening to her clit. Over
and over again. Now she was moaning continuously. Her thighs
spread wider, as wide as her thigh highs, tied around her ankles,
would allow. Her breathing became ragged, gulping in air and
letting it out in quick, little gasps. Her ass rose above the bed
then dropped again. Next time she did this, I cupped my hands
over her firm buttocks and held her up, my mouth glued to her
cunt. I sucked in her clit and began to tongue it with quick
light lashings.

"Oh God...Oh God...Oh my God...Oh don't. Please stop!
Don't...Don't...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" ending in a high-pitched
squeak, not quite a full-bodied scream.

Her legs on either side of my head went rigid. Her butt clenched
in my hands. Her pussy lips delicately contracting, trying vainly
to suck in a cock. She drenched my mouth and my moustache.

Finally, she completely relaxed, sinking down to the bed. I gave
her clit a few goodbye licks, causing her body to jerk each time,
then crawled above her, keeping my weight off by supporting
myself on my arms.

Her eyes were still closed. Sweat-soaked hair crisscrossed her
face. Beads of sweat glistened on her chest and tits.

I wanted her. My cock was so stiff I was afraid it would actually
break off if bent accidentally. I placed the bulbous head against
her very wet opening. Her eyes popped open wide.

"Don't. Please don't. I'm still a virgin."

That was tough to believe. As many boys as she had been seeing,
sniffing around. As cute as she was. As provocatively as she
dressed.

But quite frankly, I couldn't have cared less. My cock had taken
over my thinking. I needed to be inside her. I NEEDED HER. Like
no other woman I had ever had before.

I pushed in slowly. She just stared into my eyes. Inch by inch my
cock invaded her body. How do I describe the unbelievably
delicious feeling of her tight cuntal walls giving way for my
hard cock? Her tight sheath fit my cock like a silken vice. Her
mouth opened in a perfect O. She started to breathe in short
gasps again.

"Just... relax... honey." I could barely think, much less talk,
the pleasure was so great. "This will... soon feel... very nice."

About half way inside, the head of my cock just stopped. I could
go no further. Since only about 4 inches had disappeared inside
her, I knew I had come up against her hymen. Son-of-a-bitch, I
thought, she really is a virgin.

I started moving in and out of her, not wanting to break her
hymen...yet. Her tunnel gradually got used to its invader. To
speed things up, I rolled slightly to my right side and reached
down to stimulate her clit. She got very wet, very fast.

"Ohhhhhh.." she moaned softly.

Faster and faster I fucked into her, matching the speed of my
fucking her with my finger on her clit.

"Oh God....Not again...Please stop....I can't
think....No....No....Not again....Ohhhhhhhhhh Gaaaaaawwwwwd!!!!"

Her cunt squeezed down on my cock and I knew she was coming and
coming hard. Now was my time. I drew my cock back and rammed it
forward, hard. I felt her barrier begin to give, slightly. Again
I pulled back and slammed forward.

"It hurts...please... stop...."

I reared back and pushed hard inside one more time. And suddenly
I was completely through. My cock sank in completely. Jenn just
squeaked, her eyes wide, her mouth open wide. To distract her, I
kissed her again. I kissed her slowly and as sensuously as I
could, my hand moving her hair off her face then caressing her
right cheek.

"That's the worst part" I whispered in her ear, "the rest will be
much more fun."

I rested for a bit, letting her get used to my size. Letting her
sweet pussy adjust and moisten.

I rested for what seemed forever to me but was probably just a
minute. Finally, my very hard cock could not be denied. I started
off slowly. In.......out......in...... out.....in......out.......

Jenn's eyes closed again. I wanted to look into her eyes while I
fucked her.

"Open.... your..... eyes", I rasped. Nothing.

I reached between us again and began to rub her clit in time with
my strokes. She opened her eyes again. They had a dreamy quality
to them. As if she was not completely there. I picked up the
pace. In...out...in...out...in...out.

I felt her hips begin to move beneath me.

Faster still, I stroked my rigid tool inside her soft tunnel,
rubbing her clit in synchronous time.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh" she moaned softly.

"That's right Jen...just let....yourself...go....just let
...yourself...feel ...soooo good."

I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. But I so wanted her to
come at the same time I did. That would be the ultimate betrayal
of her body.

"Oh God..." she panted.

"Oh God...Oh God...Oh shit....Oh shit...Don't...Please
Stop....Don't come in me...I'm not protected....Please....Don't
...Stop....Don't...Stop....Don't Stop...Don't Stop....Don't
stop....dooon't....OH GAAAAAAAWWWWWD!!!"

The moment I felt her pussy clamp down again, I started to spurt
my seed inside her womb. My molten hot seed, seemed to intensify
her orgasm. Her voice went up in pitch to a scream. Almost like
she was doing vocal scales.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

Her ass lifted up, off the bed, trying to get me deeper inside
her, with or without her consent. I reached under her ass,
clutching her firm globes, pumping my spunk into her again and
again. Her sweet, violated pussy sucked on my cock, rhythmically
rippling, squeezing, pulling out more and more of my come.

And I couldn't stop coming. It felt so damn good. All those years
of subtle and not so subtle insults from her. All those times I
had to pretend I didn't find her outfits sexy, trying to remember
this was my step daughter and I shouldn't be lusting after her.
Her body was finally mine to enjoy. And it was better than I
could have ever imagined. So I filled her pussy full of my spunk.
Felt it start to overflow onto her bed. Mixing our juices forever
in her deflowering.

Finally, her body fell back on the bed, completely spent and
limp. As was my cock, eventually. I pulled out of her and felt
the load of spunk, virginal blood, and her secretions spill out
when she was unplugged.

I kissed her but she was definitely out for the count. I
literally crawled off the bed and stumbled slowly to my feet.
Looking down at her ravished body, I thought I had never seen
such an erotic sight. Her nipples were still stiff but seemed to
be softening. Her breathing was slow, deep, and steady. Her body
covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Her pubic hair caked with my
spunk and a little blood.

I untied her wrists then her feet.

I may go to jail for what happened here but the memory of our
coupling would be with me always. At the time, I thought I could
survive for years on just this intense memory. These past few
minutes may have to sustain me while I did my time behind bars.

I slowly walked to my own bedroom. The bedroom I shared with my
wife, Jenn's mother.

I lay back on top of the comforter. Thinking about what I'd done.
About how good she had felt. And I drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, I awoke suddenly. My eyes opened wide
as my senses reached out for whatever had disturbed my slumber.

My knee brushed against something soft and warm. I whirled onto
my left side and saw Jenn. She was lying next to me, completely
nude. Her big brown eyes looking into mine. Her hair combed, a
pleasant smell of soap coming from her body.

"Ummmm, hi" I managed to croak.

"Hi" she whispered back.

"You OK?"

She reached down my torso and grasped my cock. Slowly, her hand
pumped up and down. Blood rushed to my stiffening wand.

"Yeah, I guess so..." She leaned over and kissed me.

"Jenn, I'm really sorry if I hurt you..." I began.

"Shhhh...It's OK. I mean, at first I hated you. But I lay there
for a long time, thinking. I really miss my Dad. And I guess I
took it out on you. For years. But you made me feel things that
completely blew my mind. I want more. I NEED MORE. Please...."
Her hand squeezed by now-rigid cock.

"Please what?" I teased.

"Please .....please fuck me again....Dad....".

The rest of the weekend went very nicely indeed. I never had any
behavior problems with Jenn again. In fact, my biggest problem
was finding enough times alone with her to satisfy her sexual
needs. I had uncorked a very sensual genie. And we enjoyed each
other as often as possible.

Until her Mother caught us one day.

But that's another story for another time.


		
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