He punishes me to teach me a lesson: that I need to let him have me whenever and wherever he wants.
And I even need to let him put a baby in me.

Stuffed by my Stepdad, Part 11, by Marie Young

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My Stepdad Punishes Me for Tempting Him

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains scenes of dubious consent, rough/degrading/risky sex, intentional breeding and other taboo subject matter such as age gap love and stepdaughter/”Daddy” themes that some readers may find objectionable… but many will find delectable!

Amelia:

After eating each other out on the porch for Thanksgiving dessert, Jim and I reluctantly go back into my mom’s house, looking around to see whether she’s awake. Sure enough, as we peek into her room, we find her snoozing in her bed, where she’s still hungover and barely conscious.

“Whew,” I say under my breath as we head back out into the hallway. “There’s no way she could have heard us. She’s out to the world!”

We’ve worked up quite the appetite again, even though we just ate. Turkey has that non-filling effect on me every time.

So, we tip-toe into the kitchen and start rummaging around for something to eat.

Luckily there are a lot of leftovers to choose from, but I don’t feel like having a big meal. There’s enough lust and desire inside me that I feel anxious, wondering what will happen between Jim and me in the future.

I swear I’m in love with him, and it’s not just because my mom is such a bitch who treats him so awfully. Sure, I feel bad for him because she was just looking to get married to him to be entitled to half his assets.

It also happens to be reminiscent of how she’s treated me my whole life—only wanting me around when I can be of use to her and then verbally abusing me or discarding me when I’m not.

Of course, I love a good revenge fantasy. But honestly, what I feel for Jim is something independent of my long-running mom issues. I have never met anyone like him, and I’ve never had this chemistry with anyone else before.

Telling myself to focus on reality, I find a few baked rolls from earlier, for Jim and me. We eat them quietly, not daring to wake my mom by turning on the stove to warm it up first, or making too much noise.

There’s something about the way Jim’s mouth looks as he eats the roll—the way his tongue reaches out and licks it, and the way his lips take it into his mouth and the way his cheeks suck the cheese and butter out of it—that makes me wild with desire all over again.

I can’t resist the urge to kiss him, even though my mom could walk out and catch us at any minute! Still, I lean up against his broad, hard, muscular chest and he bends his head down and meets my eager lips.

Now he’s doing to my lips what he had been doing to the roll—squeezing them with his own and licking and sucking on them with his tongue.

The kiss is electric—it sends shockwaves of warmth and pleasure through my body. I feel like I’m going to melt into his arms right then and there, but I know that we have to be careful. Still, it only makes me want him even more.

We eventually pull away from each other, both of us panting heavily with desire. And yet Jim doesn’t step back. Instead, he holds my arm close to his chest, preventing me from leaving—not that I had been planning to!

“You’re such a bad little girl,” he says, lifting up my skirt and spanking me on my ass. “Kissing me out here where your mother could catch us. Tempting me and making me want to fuck my stepdaughter’s tight little pussy right here in the kitchen where her mom could walk out and see my cock lodged deep inside her.”

He’s twisting and squeezing my ass cheek with one hand while he says this, and his other hand is doing the same to my nipple.

I’m drenched again, wanting him so bad, but feeling afraid that my mom will catch us. I try to pull away a bit so that I can think things through with a clearer head.

Should we really be doing this? It could get us both into so much trouble!

But Jim doesn’t let me step away from him. In fact, he yanks my arm closer to him and he spanks my ass again, hard and fast, and loud enough to wake up a sober person—but thankfully, that isn’t my mom.

He looks down at me, his eyes smoldering with lust and desire.

“Don’t worry. Your mom won’t catch us. This is our little secret and it will stay that way,” he says in a husky whisper.

I nod, feeling conflicted. I like the forbidden nature of what we’re doing. But I also don’t want to stay his dirty little secret. I want to be with him for real.

“Show me that you belong to me,” he says, as he moves my underwear to the side and grabs my pussy lips. “Let me know that I can have you whenever I want to, no matter what, even if it could get us in trouble.”

“Okay, Daddy,” I say, spreading my legs for him and letting him put his finger up inside my pussy hole.

He thrusts it so far in that it hurts, and I try not to cry out in pain, at the same time that I try to pull away from him.

Once again, he doesn’t let me get away. Instead, he doubles down on doing exactly what he wants to do to my body.

He pulls his finger out and rubs it against my clit. I moan in pleasure, feeling waves of pleasure coursing through my body as he does so. He keeps rubbing until I shudder and cum hard all over his hand, then he finally lets go of me, a satisfied smile on his face.

“Now you belong to me,” he says softly into my ear. “You can’t get away. So don’t even try. You’re going to be my baby girl forever, aren’t you?”

I close my eyes and nod, my heart swelling with love for him as he holds me close and whispers in my ear that I’m his to do whatever he wants with, whenever he wants.

I take this as a sign that he feels the same way about me as I do about him. In this moment I know that no matter what happens, I belong to him—body and soul.

Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this, but we are. And nothing could stop us now, because this is an unbreakable bond that will last us a lifetime. He truly is mine, and I’m his, even if we have to do it in secret.

“Yes, Daddy,” I agree. “I’ll be your baby girl forever.”

“Good. Now let me fuck you right here behind the kitchen counter,” he says, as he pulls his cock out and thrusts it into my pussy.

Immediately I feel completely satisfied. There’s nothing that I like better than my stepdaddy’s cock inside me. I love how it fills me to the brim and stuffs me full. And I never want him to take it out!

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Jim:

It feels so good to be fucking Amelia, even if I really shouldn’t be.

I love the thrill of having my cock in her in the kitchen while the evil witch who tricked me is sleeping in the next room.

Amelia is so young and her body is so curvy and supple and soft. I grab ahold of her tits as I pound her tight little pussy.

“I love the way these bounce in my hands,” I tell her.

She moans in response, and I can feel her getting closer and closer to orgasm.

“Oh, Daddy,” she moans, as my cock goes in and out of her.

It’s turning slippery with all her juices that are pouring out of her pussy for me.

“Yes, cum for me, baby girl,” I tell her. “Let Daddy show you how it’s done.”

“Oh, oh, oh, Daddy,” she calls out, totally riding my dick now as we’re standing up in the kitchen and I’m fucking her from behind.

She’s pushing her pelvis back to meet my cock and allowing it to dive deeper and deeper inside her pussy. She’s getting loud, so I cover her mouth with one hand.

“Shhhhh,” I tell her. “You’ll wake up your mother. And we wouldn’t want that.”

“Mmmmph, mrmph,” she moans, as I keep thrusting.

She tries to break away from me because her little inexperienced pussy must feel so sensitive, but I tighten my grip around her chest, holding her in my strong arms as I keep fucking her.

“Don’t you try to get away from me,” I tell her. “I’m your stepdad and you have to let me do what I want.”

“Mrrphmph,” she grunts, and nods.

Even though she seems to be obeying me now, I want to make sure she doesn’t think she can get away with that again.

“What a little brat you are,” I say into her ear, as I spank her ass.

I love to look at the red welts my hand is leaving there as I slap it. It’s amazing how her ass cheek bounces around after I hit it.

“You think you can make me stick my cock in you and risk all this trouble, just to make me then stop fucking you after you’ve cum?”

She shakes her head but I slap her breasts now, making sure they’re covered in red welts as well, as I claim every part of her body as my own and mark it with the evidence of my discipline.

“I don’t stop fucking you until I say I’m done,” I instruct her. “I tell you when to cum and when to stop cumming. I tell you when we fuck and when we stop fucking. Is that clear?”

I take my hand off her mouth so that I can hear her answer. My cock is still lodged deep inside her soft, pink cunt, and I can feel its walls gripping it, as my good little girl shows me how much pleasure she’s able to give me.

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers, her big, wide eyes looking up at me mournfully. “I’m sorry. You can fuck me as long you want.”

“Good,” I tell her, pounding her little pussy faster now, slapping her tits and her ass as I do. “Because I’m going to make you my little Thanksgiving fuck toy. My cumbucket. To ravage as long and as hard as I want. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she says, and I can tell from the way her pussy is quivering and her lips are shaking that she’s going to cum again.

“Good girl,” I tell her. “Go ahead and cum for Daddy again. I love making you feel good. I don’t ever want to stop.”

“Oh, yes, Daddy,” she moans, as if feeling relieved that I’ve given her permission to let the orgasm wash over her.

I can feel my cock start to throb as it’s stuffed deep inside my stepdaughter’s pussy. There’s a familiar twinge at the base of my balls that lets me know I’m close to climax, too. And I’m not wearing a condom.

“Fuck, baby girl,” I tell her. “You’re gonna make your daddy cum. Can Daddy cum deep in that little pussy of yours?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she says, her head thrown back onto my chest. “Cum in my pussy. Put a baby in me, Daddy. I want to be yours forever.”

The idea of that turns me on so much that I shoot my load right into her hot little cunt, feeling ropes and ropes of it pouring out of me and into her.

“Yeah, your daddy’s always going to take good care of you,” I tell her. “And he might even make a baby with you, and take good care of the baby, too.”

“Yes, oh, yes, Daddy,” she moans, and I know she’s getting kind of loud now.

She might even wake up Charlene. I wonder how long it will take for her hangover to wear off, and whether she’ll come out to see me cumming in her daughter, trying to get her pregnant.

I tell myself I need to stop this. As the high of my orgasm wears off, I realize that no good can come of it. Except that my cock is lodged too far inside Amelia’s sweet little pussy to stop, and it already spilled its seed in it.

Our orgasms seem to subside at the same time, and Amelia quiets down, and I tell myself to get my head on straight, but that’s easier said than done.

I really need to stop fucking my stepdaughter before her mom—and the whole world—finds out about it. But it might already be too late for that! Because I might have already put a baby in her!

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