Stepdaughter Caught Taking Nudes – Part 2 (stepdad/stepdaughter, age gap, slow build and long, aggressive/choking)

The girl had stared at her stepdad’s text for the better part of the day. Even after her mom left for work, Alana had done nothing but lay in bed looking at the text. Proof that the previous night wasn’t just some sex crazed fever dream she’d had about Nick. She couldn’t help but touch herself all day while he was at work. This time a small part of her hoped he would come home and catch her doing it again. She didn’t know why she suddenly felt so desperate for the man to fuck her. He was over twenty years older than her and… mean. He’d always been sort of mean, right? And even if he wasn’t, he was still forty. She kept trying to tell herself how wrong it was to want her stepdad that way, even while she was rubbing her clit remembering the way he’d demanded she go to bed with his big heavy dick swinging in the air. How it was dripping with his precum. The feeling of his hesitant but firm touch on her pussy. How he’d called it “beautiful”.

The girl couldn’t stop touching herself all day. By the time her mom had gotten home and called her down for dinner, she was covered in her own juices, sticky with the pheromonal scent of her own pussy. Even with how much she’d rubbed her pussy that day, she still wasn’t satisfied. The moment she sat down at the dinner table, in another oversized t-shirt and sweatpants to hide her sins, she was turned on again. And Nick wasn’t even home yet. He was apparently going to have another long day, but just the memory of the night before, when he’d glared over at her from across the table… it was doing something to her that she’d never felt. Some instinctual urge to arch up her pussy and offer it up for him to dominate it.

She avoided her mom’s eyes as she ate, and tried to keep her answers vague about what she’d been up to all day. Then she quietly excused herself, and rushed back up to her bedroom. The second the door was closed she sighed out in relief, dropped her sweatpants and hopped back in bed to take care of her pussy again.

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Her mom had long since gone to bed when Alana woke up from her masturbation-induced nap. The girl sat up in bed and blinked around her room, her hair mane-like, her pussy still throbbing for more. She sighed out frustrated. At this point it was just getting annoying. She knew she was technically still a teenager and was so full of hormones it was going to make her horny but she never thought it was even possible to be *this* horny. All day and all night, waking up needing more.

She scooted out of bed and thought for a moment while staring at the heap of her panties and sweatpants on the floor. If she should put them on or maybe not bother in case she ran into Nick again. Or risk getting caught by her mom, walking around with her bare, glistening pussy hanging out. She hadn’t heard him get home from work but she was sleeping pretty deeply, and it was almost one in the morning now. She decided to forego them, if even just to fulfill the dirty fantasy of Nick finding her like that again. This time she smiled slyly to herself as she tip toed out of her bedroom.

The stairs creaked quietly underneath her step no matter how hard she tried to be silent, and she was just about to turn and walk into the kitchen to grab a snack when she noticed him.

Nick *was* home. He *was* downstairs.

But he was sleeping. On the couch. In his boxers.

Alana stared at him like a deer caught in headlights, watching his chest gently rise and fall. She never got chances like these, to really *look* at him, and take him in. She’d spent all day touching her pussy to the thought of seeing him naked again and here he was, as close to it as she was probably ever going to get again. He’d apparently fallen asleep watching the game, because he was sitting upright with his big muscular arms draped over the backs of the empty cushions, His legs opened comfortably in a wide-stance.

The girl stood there staring at his cock through his boxers for a good minute, listening to his gentle deep snores. Then panned her gaze back up his body to his face. She wished he was shirtless, but he was still wearing his construction shirt. Where… where were his pants? She wondered for a moment what he’d been doing downstairs so late, with no pants on. But she didn’t think on it too long, because that same urge from earlier was building up in her as she stared wide-eyed over at his features, softened with sleep. That need to give her pussy to him. To let him fuck her open and fill her up. She remembered the way his cock, so big and hard and veiny, had pulsated with every spurt of cum that shot out of it. How she wasn’t supposed to see it. How he’d been gripping onto it tightly but didn’t seem to be able to stop it.

It made the girl feel like she was in heat.

Her little pussy started throbbing again, and now, after all day trying to make it stop, it was almost painful. Too wet and tight for her own good, Alana tried to tip toe closer, tried to be silent so he wouldn’t wake up and catch her. She didn’t know what she wanted to do but she knew she *needed* to feel his body on hers. Her eyes watched his face carefully as she approached. His thick beard, flecked with greys throughout the brown. The few times she’d seen him genuinely smile, she’d noticed he had dimples beneath it. She imagined him smiling like that as she scooted, very carefully, very gently, onto the couch and climbed into his lap.

She lowered herself down slowly, trying not to wake him up, and tried to silently release the sigh of relief that came from feeling his bulge under her bare pussy. She kept her eyes trained on his face as she did it, hoping she could get her fill while he was asleep and then run back upstairs and finally be able to get some proper rest without her pussy being so demanding.

With slow rocks, Alana rubbed her puffy mound on his cock. He seemed to stir a little and catch a snore in his throat. She froze, but a moment later Alana felt it get hard underneath her. The girl tried not to moan. She rubbed herself on his growing cock for several minutes, trying really hard not to push down too hard so he wouldn’t notice all the weight on top of him and wake up. She stared at his face as she did it, and realized she wanted to kiss him. She wanted to kiss him really badly.

The eighteen year old caught her lower lip between her teeth in debate but she was feeling ravenous, and quite frankly… stupid, from how horny she was. It was definitely a stupid idea, but she couldn’t help herself. She knew this might be her only chance to do this so she had to take it.

Very gently, with the hum of the TV still going on behind her and it’s lights flashing with every changing image, Alana reached out to place her hand against his scruffy cheek, the feeling of his beard under her touch making her pussy gush out onto the fabric of his boxers. She’d never felt a man’s beard. She’d only ever kissed two boys from school, and neither of them were even able to grow a beard. The feeling of it under her touch made her body flood with all those dirty hormones, her instincts demanding she get pregnant by the man. Her hormones didn’t care that the man was her stepdad, or that she wasn’t supposed to be doing this. All they cared about was getting his hot cum on her cervix.

Her lips and face felt flushed with warmth when she sneakily leaned down to press her lips into his. Her eyelids drooped as she stole another kiss from her slumbering stepdad, and he shifted underneath her, his features twitching a bit against it. Alana wished she could *really* kiss him. Like they did in the movies, with tongue and everything. Her pussy throbbed as her lips pressed down onto his again, the feeling of his beard still under her hand somehow making the entire thing even hotter. Down between her legs, she could feel his cock, now hard as hell, tenting up against her mound.

She knew she was playing a risky game though, and even with her pussy throbbing so hard and so fast, she knew she had to stop or he’d wake up.

But she figured she’d just rub herself on him just one last time, and then she could get up and she’d get away with it, and hopefully it would be satisfying enough to carry her through leaving for college. Very gingerly, she turned herself around in his lap, and started to grind her puffy wet pussy against the bulge in his boxers. She didn’t even know men could get so hard while they slept, but she was quickly turning into something of a bitch in heat. She panted softly, her flushed lips ajar and eyes hooded with lust, rubbing herself on her stepdad’s big cock. Everything about him was big. His stature, his muscles, and now she knew… his dick too. It was so big it scared her, but excited her body. Her eyelids fell closed as she fell into a rhythm, her pussy leaking a puddle on his erection through his boxers.

She was lost in the feeling when she heard him shift behind her and then suddenly, gruffly and deep with slumber, “Get your little fucking pussy off my cock.”

Alana startled. The stepdaughter yelped and went to jump up, but Nick slammed her back down into him by catching her by the throat, jostling her roughly by the neck against his erection. “You little fucking whore.” He breathed aggressively, forcing her to buck her hips on his bulge. She tried to moan against it, her hands reaching up to pry futilely at his grip, but her pussy was soaking uncontrollably onto his boxers. She’d never had him be so aggressive with her and a large part of her was scared, but the biggest part of her was inexplicably turned on by it. Her ass hole throbbed with her pussy, both tugging hard for a man’s penetration as her stepdad choked her, even with all the fright suddenly bloomed in her belly. “You wanna fuck your daddy’s dick? Huh? Is that it? You little fucking whore.” He muttered angrily into her ear and then suddenly grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her off of him and threw her over across the sectional. Alana gasped as she scrambled around and watched her stepdad stand to come advance down on her. Before she could protest, he was choke her down against the cushion, forcing her to look at him. With his free hand, he slapped her face in punishment.

“Stop it. You know you’re not allowed to fuck me. *Stop it.*” He grabbed her with both hands, forcing her to look up at him. Even with him being so aggressive, it seemed to make her body just want him more. She whimpered against the choke, trying desperately to wrap her legs around his waist despite what he just said. Her pussy was so hot and desperate for her stepdad’s older cock she was almost delirious with it. He aggressively pushed her legs down and slapped her again. “Alana. Lynn. Stop it. Turn the fuck around.”

She did so willingly, scrambling to hoist herself around even with him choking her so hard, she tried to take little gasping pants against his hold and whine out quietly, “Daddy, *please!* Please, *please,* daddy!”

He forced her head down and pushed her cheek up against the cushion, slapping down hard on her ass. “Stop fucking begging me.” He whispered it angrily at her before his hand came colliding down with her soft round ass, spanking her firmly. Alana squirmed and whimpered again, but Nick pushed her face harder down into the couch cushion to stifle it. The girl knew her stepdad was spanking her to punish her, but her pussy started dripping arousal down onto the couch at it.

Nick noticed. “Why is your pussy so wet? Hm? For *my* fucking dick?” he demanded aggressively, and then a moment later his full palm slapped down on her puffy pussy lips, causing her to yelp and jump but then arch up harder for more. “I wouldn’t even fit in this little cunt. I would *break you.*” He slapped her ass roughly in concession, each hit harder than the last. “You little fucking whore.”

Then just as quickly as he’d started spanking, her stepdad shoved her away by the throat again, tossing her further into the couch. With his hand off her throat, Alana gasped wildly for air, involuntary moans escaping her between each breath. She stared wide-eyed up at Nick, who looked furious with her, but between his legs his dick was completely rigid and pistoned out towards her. Her back arched instinctively at the sight. “D-daddy?” she whispered shakily, and gulped. “D-daddy… I-I’m sorry… I…”

But Nick wasn’t hearing it. He didn’t care about her apology. He reached out and roughly grabbed her wrist, guided her hand onto his hard dick and made her squeeze. Her lips fell open in surprise. “Look what you fucking did.” His big hand made it impossible for her to pull her own away as he forced her to squeeze harder and jerk it up and down. “Why are you rubbing yourself on me? While I *sleep?* Do you *want* to get me in trouble? Do you *want* to ruin my marriage?” he disciplined, and Alana shook her head quickly, trying to open her mouth to retort but Nick quickly slapped her again. “Shut up.” He roughly yanked her hand off his cock and threw it back at her. “Stop it. Go to your fucking room.”

Alana’s chest heaved up and down, some mix of unquenchable lust and hurt feelings, making her pant. She gazed up at her stepdad in shock and fear, and he glared back down at her, repeating himself a little more aggressively when she didn’t move. “Go. To. Your. *Room.*”

The eighteen year old scrambled up to her feet, her horniness leaving a puddle on the couch’s fabric, and quickly went back upstairs as he directed. A few minutes later she heard his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, and listened as they stopped outside of her bedroom. She stared wide-eyed at the door, waiting for him to come in in anticipation, but then she heard him turn and walk back into her mom’s bedroom again.

Alana listened through the wall as her stepdad tried to wake her mom to fuck away the erection she’d caused once again, but this time her mom just got annoyed and bickered with him about waking her up. She heard as Nick muttered something to her mom, and then the thud of their bedroom door opening and closing again. The thud of his footsteps approaching her own bedroom again.

The knob turned slowly, quietly and then the door creaked open, and Alana found his dark, angry eyes as it did. His dick was rock hard and bulging massively out of his boxers.

*”Get over here and fix the fucking problem you made.”*

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*Disclaimer: Reader’s discretion. This story is purely fictional. This story may contain themes that some people might find uncomfortable, such as incest, age gap, barely legal, bdsm, and dd/lg. All characters are fictional and over the age of eighteen.*

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