**Part 1**
Belle was not happy with her boyfriend today. She kicked a pebble on the sidewalk in annoyance as she walked home. A man strolled by; his gaze lingered on her.
Belle raised her chin and stared back fearlessly. Her dark, curly pigtails swung with her motions. *What the fuck are you looking at?*
She knew why he was looking at her. The top few buttons of her uniform was undone, revealing her cleavage. Her school tie hung lazily from her loose collar. A black lacey choker hugged her small neck intimately. His gaze moved down—her braless breasts swayed as she walked.
He met her confronting eyes and averted his gaze. He walked on.
Belle kept walking, back straight and chin up. She wasn’t ashamed of her assets. She knew a girl’s body was a powerful tool. Boys liked her. She stopped growing at the unfortunate height of 4’11 a few years ago, courtesy of her Asian genes. She was sad for a little while, but to her satisfaction, her breasts grew to a nice 32D. Boys at school liked to pick her up and carry her around.
She was not wearing a bra today because she had wanted to surprise her boyfriend. They had been planning to go to his house after school to try out the new sex toys she got for her eighteenth birthday.
But he cancelled on her for stupid basketball team.
“Ugh,” Belle whined exaggeratedly at the sight of the black Lexus on her driveway. *He’s back?*
She never had a good relationship with her stepdad. Seth didn’t like her anyway. As soon as mom had gone to visit family in China, he’d gone on a work trip, like she was too much trouble for him.
Belle walked into the house and saw Seth’s tall frame by the dining table. In his dress shirt and pants, his demeanor had always been lukewarm at best. His blond wavy hair gave him a bit boyish-ness and made him look younger than his age.
“Hi, Dad,” she mumbled reluctantly and turned to go up the stairs. He wasn’t her dad, but mom had insisted.
“Belle, come here for a sec.” His smooth, deep voice came from the dining room.
Belle rolled her eyes in impatience and dragged her feet over. “Yeah?”
“What’s this?” His grey eyes darted to the piece of paper on the table, then up to her face.
Belle saw the paper and blood rushed to her cheeks. *The receipt for her sex toy purchase!* She snatched it into her shaky hand, with her heart pounding and chest heaving. “Why are you looking through my stuff!?”
“It was lying on the table for everyone to see.” His icy eyes scanned her body; her plump breasts were semi-visible through her white uniform shirt. He turned his head away in irritation. “You know what, I don’t have time for this. You’re grounded. Talk to your mom when she’s back.”
Embarrassed tears filled her eyes. The way he looked away from her in disdain, like she was something intolerable. “No one asked you to deal with anything! What the fuck do you care? You’re not my dad!”
How could he always be so affectionate with mom but couldn’t even spare a smile for her? She was always an annoyance. An inconvenience. A bother.
She stormed upstairs and threw her backpack down on her bed. She had planned for a good day and now she was miserable! She started putting her sex toys away when the door flew open. She covered her toys with a blanket hastily.
“Get the hell out of my room!”
He pursed his lips, definitely pissed off. When he didn’t move, Belle went to push at his chest.
He grabbed her arm. “Don’t talk to me like that.”
“Fuck you!”
Maybe it was her attitude, the physical aggression, or the sex toys on her bed; or maybe Seth had wanted to do this all along and finally had had enough with her temptation. Suddenly it became too much and he flipped her around, holding her tiny wrists in one hand. She shrieked in protest as he grabbed a roll of duct tape from the desk and opened it with his teeth. He wrapped it in quick circles around her wrists, over her sleeves so it didn’t hurt her skin.
“What are you doing?!” Belle turned around, lost her balance and fell. When she looked up, he was undoing his belt. She could see his bulge clearly.
Fear and incredulity took over her face as understanding dawned on her. “Wh-what are you doing?!”
There was his rock-hard erection. His handsome face was intense with arousal. He took a step towards her.
“No, no, stop! You’re my dad!” She squirmed back awkwardly on the carpet with her arms behind her, her voice trembled.
“Oh. Now I’m your dad,” he retorted sarcastically. He reached down to her and she started to scream and kick.
He made an annoyed noise and picked her up entirely. He sat down on her bed and bent her over his lap. She could feel his erection pressing into her midsection. Next thing she knew her school skirt was lifted and a heavy smack came down on her petite, around ass.
She cried out and another smack came down, harder. “Shut up.” He gave her a round of hard, unforgiving smacks, not giving her a chance to breathe. Her fair skin quickly turned red and it stung badly. “Stop, stop!”
But he continued, fast and hard, until she started sobbing. Her ass hurt. It felt tender and bruised, but his large hand kept coming down. “Please, please, stop, please.”
He finally stopped and put her down on her knees between his legs. Her eye makeup was smudged and her tear-streaked face looked lost, her defiance gone. He pulled her head down by the pigtail. “You know what to do.” He knew she wasn’t as innocent as she seemed.
She sniffled and eyed his hard cock before her, utterly shocked by the attack. Seth had always been civil…more like distant. They had been living together for three years and she now realized she didn’t know this 30-something (40? She didn’t know) year old man at all, and that scared her.
“I’m sorry…I won’t make you mad again…don’t make me do this…please…” she begged weakly.
That only made his cock harder. He liked her like this much better, and he couldn’t find the will to stop himself. He cupped her face. “Open your mouth. You’ll like it, I promise,” he murmured, reassuring and seductive.
Belle took him in her mouth tentatively, and Seth knew there was no going back. He groaned as her pink lips closed around him, and he pushed her head down, feeling her throat with the tip of his cock. He grasped the base of her pigtail and started thrusting gently.
“Breathe through your nose. You’re doing a great job.” His voice cracked. Seth had imagined this scenario a hundred times, but right now, right here, this was the most surreal.
A warmth spread through her body and her pelvis quivered, and she realized she wanted his attention. She relaxed her throat and let him fuck it as deep as he could. It was sloppy and wet. Obscene wet noises filled the room like in porn. Suddenly he pulled her head up and kissed her. Dazzled, she didn’t know what to do other than letting him invade her mouth.
“Kiss me back, baby girl,” he whispered against her lips, and she complied. She let her tongue explore his mouth. His stubble teased her lips and she wanted more.
Seth broke the kiss. He kicked off his pants and stroked his cock. “Lick my balls.”
She hesitated and he pushed her head down again. She took one side in her mouth and sucked gently; his sigh, thick with approval, made her work her tongue harder.
*Fuck*. He looked at the school girl licking his balls. Her pretty face serious and focused as she pleasured him. He wanted to see what else he could make her do.
He guided her mouth back up to his cock and pumped it quickly. His cock entered her mouth and pushed right against her throat. She felt the hard cock pulsate and before she knew it, hot cum shot straight into her stomach. Helpless moans escaped her throat as her pussy clenched with yearning. The surprise in her wide eyes was priceless.
Overwhelmed by what was happening, Belle was docile when Seth pulled her up and sat her on his leg. With an arm around her small waist and holding her in place, his other hand undid a few buttons until her creamy, round tits fell out, her nipples hard and pleading for stimulation. Belle made a small, weak noise of protest.
“Oh, my god,” Seth breathed. His grasp on her thigh tightened at the erotic sight. He then grabbed the wand vibrator from under the blanket and pressed it against her slit through her panties.
“Look at the mirror,” he whispered into her ear.
She took one look at the body-length mirror in the corner and started squirming away. “No…stop…” This was too vulnerable and *wrong*. She was sitting on her stepdad’s lap with her legs wide open and tits exposed. Her petite frame fit perfectly against his strong body. Her heartbeat quickened. “Stop, Dad…”
His arm tightened and she had nowhere to escape.
“Try ‘Daddy’”.
She was bewildered, but saw the authority in his mesmerizing eyes and felt an inclination to obey. “Daddy, please…”
*Those puppy eyes.* The vibrator came to life and Belle jumped.
**-To be continued-**
This is, well, a fantasy. I’ve always loved role-playing as a school girl with my fwb, who I call “daddy” :D
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/esthbr/daddys_baby_girl_mf_reluctantnoncon_incest
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Well done. If I could offer any criticism it would only be to expand on your ideas. You paint a picture. Thanks