I Teased My Step-Dad Until He Let Me Jerk Him Off [Str8] [M/f] [Teen] [Semi-Inc] [Step D/d] [Barely legal] [Virgin] [Grinding] [Cheating] [Handjob]

Hi, my name’s Katie.

And I don’t like my mom.

I’ve never really got along with her and always felt like I was a daddy’s girl. She just didn’t seem to understand me at all and would often get mad and yell at me for things that weren’t even my fault. When I was a kid I used to wish mommy would leave so I’d have daddy all to myself. He truly understood me.

That never happened though and my dad died when I was eleven.

I’m eighteen now and the more I’ve grown up, the more I’ve come to despise my mother. She’s a typical, bimbo kind of women that you think could only exist on reality shows. She’s almost forty but still tried to pretend like she’s still in her twenties. She’s always wearing really slutty outfits and dresses that barely hold her huge breasts. My mom’s super voluptuous with a big build. I don’t really take after her in that department. I’m pretty petite, for which I’m thankful. I don’t want her massive double-d tits, I’m happy with my a-cups. Her butt’s way too big as well, sort of like Kim Kardashian’s. She always tells me that if my butt was bigger than I could land any guy I wanted. But I like my little butt. Yeah it’s small but it’s still curvy and I’d rather have no ass then walk around with mount Everest as my behind.

Anyway . . .

I think the thing that really made me develop such a hatred for my mom is how quickly she moved on from my dad. It was less than a year since he died when she came to me telling me she met someone new and she wants to marry him.

The guy she met (and has now married) is actually pretty cool. His name’s John and I actually like him. He’s handsome, in good shape and makes a lot of money but he’s just a laid back, generous kind of dude. He wasn’t pushing to get married like my mom was and made sure I was okay with it before they did anything too. He never tried to replace my dad or get me to start calling him dad or anything, but he was still there for me like a dad should be too. He’d help me with my homework, take me and pick me up from school and was just there for me when I needed him. He’d take me to see my dad’s grave anytime I wanted to go too.

I honestly couldn’t understand why he liked my mom until I was old enough to figure it out and when I realized how big of a whore my mom is. Not that they were subtle, the moans through the bedroom walls still haunt me but I was too innocent back then to understand that some adults do things for sex, and do sex to get things.

So anyway, here’s what happened that really made me snap with my mom and why I made John cheat on her, with me.

It was approaching the time of year dad died and as always, I was starting to get emotional. Although John would often take me, I always wanted my mom to go up with me on the day he died because I knew how much my dad loved her.

The thing is, when I mentioned it to her, she had forgotten!

I was absolutely fuming and started to yell at her, asking her how she could possibly forget this day was coming up. So mom did what she does best (aside from being a slut) and started yelling at me. She told me that it’s been seven years and I should be over it by now. I told her that if it was the other way around, dad wouldn’t have forgot her yet, not ever even. And that’s when she dropped this massive nuke on top of me. She said. “Yeah but the difference is I never actually loved your dad.”

I was distraught and as soon as she saw that ruined look upon my face, she said “Aww darling, come on. As if you didn’t know . . . Honey I thought you realized, I used to cheat on your father like all of the time.”

I wanted to punch her in the face so badly.

Never had I felt so angry in my entire life but instead of starting a cat fight with my mom, I ran up to my room and cried like a little girl for hours.

And who was it that came to console me? Not her.

The second John was home from work he came right up to try to calm me down.

But I didn’t want to calm down, I wanted revenge. I wanted to hurt my mom. I wanted to make her feel worse than I do. I want to ruin her.

And as I wept in John’s arms, I realized exactly how I could do that.

She cheated on my dad, so I’d make John cheat on her, with me.

Like I said, I’m not like my mom. I’m not a slut that fucks guy’s for money and teases everybody I see.

Actually I’m a virgin. I jerked a lot of boys off before but that was the furthest I’ve gone.

But it seems pretty easy to get guys horny.

And as much as he tries to hide it, I can still see the way John looks at me sometimes. Just those glances he gives, hoping I don’t notice as he ogles my small, young body. But I do notice. And I don’t mind.

You see, I’ve been on the internet long enough to figure out how perverted guys really are. I’ve been to a few pornsites and saw the massive amount of videos of middle-aged men with girls my age. I’ve seen the countless ‘daddy punishes teen’ videos,or ‘extra small teen gets pounded’ where they dress a petite nineteen year old up in a schoolgirl outfit with pigtails and slap on the barely legal sticker.

So I know how many men there are that just want a little cutie with a tight, young body and a tiny virgin pussy waiting to be broken in.

If you were my step-dad, would you shoot me down?

Didn’t think so.

Anyway, I started off by teasing John pretty lightly, making it seem completely innocent. I’d just wear a lot skimpier or tight-fitting outfits around the house. Like I’d wear my tiniest, tank tops without a bra so my nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. Or I still had these shorts that from when I was like fourteen, and they’re of course a little small so when I put them on, they ride up into my butt and show of my perky booty.

John noticed right away and I could tell that he struggled to not stare as I slowly began to show off more and more of my dainty figure.

I’d make sure to really sway my ass when I walked and would find excuses to bend over when I knew he was nearby. I’d yawn and stretch so my top would ride up my body and show off my smooth skin. I even put on short dresses and little skirts that would flash my panties if I spread my legs enough or bent over even just a little. I caught him looking a lot, instantly turning his head away as soon as he noticed I was watching him. But I didn’t want him to turn away. I wanted him to know that I wanted him.

So I took things to the next level, often ‘accidentally’ brushing up against him. My little hand would sometimes just ‘accidentally’ graze his crotch or my perky butt would just sometimes ‘accidentally’ skim his groin. I started making sure to come running enthusiastically to him as soon as he got home from work and give him a hug, pressing my tiny chest into him so he could feel the beestings of my little tits pressing into him through the papery fabric of whatever top I had decided to tease him with that day.

I was afraid that it wasn’t working at first until I noticed that John started getting a little more hands on with me then usual. We were close before so it wasn’t unusual for him to give me hugs and a kiss on the cheek or playfully ruffle my hair a little, but he started doing more than that. He’d really hold me tight when he hugged me, he’d really press his lips on my cheek when he kissed me. He’d put his arm around me when we were on the sofa so I snuggled him and sometimes when it was just the two of us, he’d gently and cautiously place his hands on my body, sometimes just holding my lower back as we spoke or even rubbing my legs when we snuggled.

I had him right where I wanted; drooling all over me.

So one night, my mom was ‘out with the gals’ as she so elegantly puts getting hammered with a bunch of middle-aged ladies and it was just John and I in the house. He was downstairs watching some old movie and I was supposedly in my room, sleeping. Instead, I crept downstairs wearing what I usually would to bed, an oversized t-shirt and a pair of little panties and climbed up next to him on the couch, telling him I couldn’t sleep and wanted to snuggle. I nestled my head into his chest and he draped his long, muscular arm over my body and rested it on the exposed, silky flesh of my creamy little leg. I began to slowly pretend to drift off, gently and carefully moving my head down lower and lower until I was resting my face on his lap. I causally spread my legs as I laid across the couch and subtlety made my t-shirt ride up until the soft, fabric of my cotton, pink panties was exposed before him.

I could feel John’s eyes burning into my groin, staring at the wafer-thin fabric that covered my barely legal pussy. And I wanted him to know that it could be his.

I could feel his soft hand slowly itching its way up my leg until it was just mere inches from my panty-clad cunt. I felt his cock begin to grow and soon my face was buried into his bulge. I couldn’t believe how excited I was getting as I felt myself becoming wet. I slowly lifted my face from John’s crotch and stared into his eyes. He gazed back but didn’t say a word. I think he was frightened.

“John?” I cooed softly.

“Yuh-uh.” He whispered back hoarsely.

“It’s okay, I promise I won’t tell my mom.” I told him gently.

“I uh, w-what are you-” He spluttered out but I quickly pressed my soft finger to his lips and shushed him.

I climbed on top of lap and gently lowed myself so my little, wet cunny was gently pressed over his boner, our aroused sexes covered only by the thin fabric of my panties and his shorts.

“It’s okay John, I won’t this. And I swear I won’t tell anyone.” I told him reassuringly as I began to slowly rock my hips back and forth, gently grinding my young kitty on his hard cock.

I saw that glazed look wash over his eyes as the fiery look of a lust-crazed man began to take over.

“You promise?” He groaned.

“I promise.”

John ran his hands up my back, lifting my tee shirt up until he pulled it over my head and tossed it aside. He marveled at my exposed boobs and told me how beautiful I am. His magical hands slid down my back until they fell on my pert little behind and began squeezing it for dear life.

John then took one hand and pushed the back of my head forward as he sat up and pressed our lips together. He moaned as he slid is tongue into my mouth and began wrestling his with mine. To be honest, I didn’t really know what I was doing but I was getting what I wanted and he seemed to be enjoying it so I just followed his lead and let John have his fun.

We continued grinding on the couch as he tongue-fucked my little mouth and his dick swelled to a frighteningly large size. He picked up his pace and started grunting as he thrust his throbbing meat between my legs. I felt the tip of his hard cock keep probing my little slit.

I told John that I wanted to play with his and with a devilish grin, he hoisted me from his lap, planted me next to him and told me to take his cock out. I did, my hands shaking slightly as I nervously reach down and yanked John’s shorts to his knees, allowing his veiny, swollen prick to spring free and leak precum everywhere.

I wrapped one hand around his mushroom head and he instantly moaned out with pleasure. I began jerking it up and down and watched as John closed his eyes and revel in the joy of having a teenager play with his cock. With my other hand I gently fondled his balls, sensually massaging them with my soft fingers and telling him how beautiful his cock is and how grateful I am that he’s letting me play with it. I could see the euphoria in his face.

“That’s it John, just imagine you’re stroking into this little pussy, pumping my tiny, eighteen year old hole with your dick until you spray your jizz into my teenage slit.” I told him as I jerked him off.

“Oh fuck Katie,” He groaned loudly, “You fucking sexy little girl, you’re going to make me cum. OH FUCK I’M GOING TO CUM!” He roared and without thinking about what I was doing, I quickly lent down and placed my mouth on his spasming cock, wrapping my soft little lips around its head. He erupted a ferocious jet of cum into my mouth and as he did so, he thrusted his cock upwards into my chatterbox and blew his load into my throat, coating the narrow walls with his slimy goo.

I actually kind of liked the salty taste but the massive load was too much for my virgin mouth and I quickly pulled off, gasping for air as his jizz leaked out onto my lips, several globs falling from my mouth and down onto my nude chest. He quickly jerked his cock and unleashed the remaining spurts, coating my hair in his goo. He squeezed the last ounce of joy from his cock and I watched as it stopped throbbing in his hand.

“Fuck baby, are you okay?” John asked.

I looked back at him and couldn’t help but giggle at the whole ordeal, his own cock covered with globs of cum that escaped my mouth. I reached back down, place one hand on his cock and licked it clean, swallowing every bit of cum I could find.

He hugged me afterwards and told me he’d buy me anything I wanted and kept going on about how much he loves me.

But I know that if I really want to get revenge on my mom, I need to take it a lot further.

So what do you guys think I should do next? Maybe I’ll suck his cock for real. Do you think he’d find it lame if I asked him to teach me how to do it properly? Or would he think it’s hot? I know some guys like teaching virgins how to do sex right.

OOH! Maybe I could let him take my virginity! I wonder what my mom would do then.

Do you think he’d leave her for me? I bet I could convince him too. Once he’s felt my tight, virgin, teenage pussy he couldn’t possibly want hers anymore.

Let me know what you think I should do!

But believe me, I’m just getting started . . .

# The End.

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional.**

***(Also just so we’re clear – I’m a guy. I just figured it’d be fun and exciting to have the story told from a female perspective)***

# Author’s Note:

Thank you so much for reading my story. Any and all feedback is much appreciated and I’d happily write a part two and continue this series if people enjoy it so please be sure to let me know. Much love <3

– Ash

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