This happened just over three years ago when I was a senior in high school.
My mom had been dating a rich guy named Steven for six months and we just moved into his house before Christmas when they got engaged. I don't really like him, but my mom LOVES him and he basically took us from a small apartment in a bad area to a huge house in a good neighborhood. He is handsome and has money so I'm happy for her, but he was saying sexual things to me which creeped me out and kinda turned me on at the same time. In front of her, he would call us his "beautiful girls" and make comments about what I was wearing and what about me I got from my mom. He said stuff like "I'm glad she has a boyfriend so there aren't all these strange boys knocking on my door…"
When she wasn't around, Steven complimented me more sexually and one time he hugged me and his hand went down my lower back to my ass. The most obvious sexual thing, and the catalyst for our sexual encounter, was he walked in the kitchen in just his boxer briefs when I was eating breakfast and my mom was in the shower.
"Oh shit…I thought you were already gone. Sorry."
I looked up to see his hair and chest still wet from the shower and a huge bulge in his underwear. I wondered if he had a hard-on. I didn't say anything and quickly looked back down. He was getting something from the fridge and I glanced up again to see his sexy back and butt. His thighs looked so powerful and I imagined him pounding me for one brief second and then shook it away. From the side profile, I could see that he must be at least a little hard because the bulge was really big.
"Can I get the sports page?" He walked right up to me, semi-erect. I couldn't believe it.
"Yes, should I go…or are you going…"
"I said I'm sorry. I don't want to scare you…I'm going upstairs." I handed him the sports page and he probably saw me glance at his bulge and his abs…
"I'm not scared…it's just a little distracting and weird."
I shouldn't have said distracting.
"Distracting? Oh haha…sorry. I guess I'm much bigger than your boyfriend."
"Seriously? Go away! Do you want me to tell mom you are showing me your stuff down here?"
"No…let's not do that. I apologize. She will be jealous, so maybe don't tell her, because I told her that if I don't marry her, that I would at least marry you."
He smiled to let me know it was a joke or at least I hoped he was joking.
That night I sucked my boyfreind's cock after he ate my pussy. We both were not virgins, but we were saving our first time having sex together for the prom which was in 3 weeks. I had a doctors appointment in one week to get back on the pill. I couldn't wait to get fucked again. I imagined sucking Steven's cock for a minute and wondered how big he was.
That same night my mom got a call that her older sister died. She was suffering from cancer for a whole year and we just saw her around Christmas. She was a few states away, we didn't get to see her much, and I had things going on so my mom said I didn't have to go to the funeral. My mom was just going to go to the wake and the funeral and be gone for one night. It would be the first time I would be alone with Steven in the house. I was creeped out but at the same time I imagined teasing him.
I drove my mom to the airport because Steven was still working. She said she and Steven had a surprise for me and they were going to give it to me when she got back. I dropped off my mom and went to my boyfriend's house. I texted Steven that I wouldn't be home for dinner and would be home late. He said "That's disappointing. I thought I could take you out like your mom and we could get to know each other." I didn't respond. He texted back "Be home by 9pm." Those were my mom's rules but she wasn't there so I didn't care. I ate with my boyfriend and we played games and stuff in his parents basement. We got into the liquor cabinet again and replaced the vodka with water and took only a little bourbon from different bottles. My boyfriend just wanted me to secretly spend the night and I was considering it but at 9:30pm I got multiple texts from Steven to come home or he would call my mother. I texted back that I was on my way. I didn't cum that night with my boyfriend and was horny. I made the five minute drive home and wondered how mad Steven would be. I imagined getting spanked by him for some reason. A few days ago, I had watched my first porn video where the guy spanked the girl so hard that her ass turned red.
I went inside the house suddenly feeling drunk and Steven was right there waiting for me.
"Do you know what time it is?"
I pulled out my phone. "10:03."
"And what time were you supposed to be home?"
"9pm…I'm going to bed."
"Have you been drinking?"
"No…"
He came up to me and looked me in the eye and smelled my breath. Usually I drink water and chew gum and all that but I didn't do that with my mom gone.
"I can smell it on your breath!"
"Ok, just a little! Don't tell mom, please."
"I'm telling her. You were late, whatever, but you just drove home drunk and you can't even drink!"
"Why don't you punish me in your own way and it can be our secret," I proposed.
"How would I do that?"
"I don't know…you aren't going to fuck me…maybe spank me?"
I wanted to tease him so bad and find out what getting spanked really hard feels like. He agreed to spanking me "as punishment" and he wouldn't tell my mom.
I was wearing jeans and a tank top and he told me to strip to my underwear and lay across his lap. He sat on the couch and I stripped slowly, nervous and excited, and I crawled on the couch with my ass up and then I laid on his legs. He was wearing a robe and I could see one of his thighs as I laid on him. He grabbed my thighs and ass, shifted me into position, before striking my right ass cheek. I yelped in pain. He pulled my hair and asked me to count and said we will stop at 10. He hit my left cheek hard and I said "Two." He said that I never said "One."
Is my future daughter too dumb to count to 10 for her daddy?"
Something about him calling me his daddy made me really wet. He spanked me hard and I said "One." By the time we got to 8, I could feel my ass was stinging. When it was over, I realized how wet I was as he rubbed my tender ass and pulled my hair. He asked if I was going to be good now and listen to him. I told him yes. Then he asked if being punished like that turned me on.
"Maybe…"
"Maybe? It definitely turns you on. You got me pretty hard too…"
He asked if I wanted to see what a big cock looked like and I told him "Yes…but then I'm going to bed and none of this happened." He took off his robe and pulled down his boxer briefs and out sprung the thickest cock I have still ever seen. He was probably as long as my boyfriend but Steven's cock looked so much bigger because it was so thick. I probably did lick my lips as he suggested I did but I just said "Nice…" and said I really had to go to bed, but this would be our secret. I asked for him to promise that he wouldn't tell mom anything and that this was wrong.
He said "We got a deal…oh there is a present in your room. We were gonna give it to you tomorrow but I wanted to do it now." He followed me up to my room and I opened the door and my prom dress that I loved was on my bed and the shoes they told me I couldn't have were there too! They had the girl measure me when I tried it on and they got it tailored for me. The shoes I wanted were 229 dollars and even I agreed that was dumb and we settled on a 60 dollar pair so I was surprised to see them.
Steven said since he bought me the dress and the shoes, he wanted to see how it looked. I asked him if we could wait until mom came home because I was drunk and tired but he pushed it until I agreed. He said he would be back in 10 minutes.
I put on the strapless pink and silver dress with ruffles and put on the silver stilettos with straps that go up my leg. I looked in the mirror and thought I looked really hot and I hadn't even done hair or makeup yet. There was a knock on the door and it was Steven in a 3 piece suit and tie! I asked him why he dressed up and he ignored me and just told me how hot and beautiful I looked. I asked him again and he said he always had a prom dress fantasy probably because he didn't get to have sex with his prom date. I laughed and said "Ok, well, sorry I already have a date to the prom."
He said "We've already took it to here…like it or not…we both want to fuck each other…just one time…so we might as well do it." I said no to each of his arguments until he finally had me pinned against the bed and him and he had one hand on my hip and one on my ass. "You want to be fucked by a real man in this sexy dress, don't you?" "My boyfriend is a real man." "He's a boy. He can't fuck you like I can. His cock can't make you cum like mine can…my cock is bigger, right?" I didn't answer. He asked me until I told him that his cock was bigger, but I told him that I loved my boyfriend. He told me that I do now but won't when I go off to college. He asked if I knew how my mom was going to pay for me to go to the school I picked. I told him we were doing student loans. He told me that if I took care of him, he would pay for my college, buy me a new car, and whatever I wanted.
He was really rubbing my dress now and feeling me up and I wasn't stopping him. I was drunk and tired and thinking about him paying for whatever I wanted. He said the choice was mine, right here, right now.
I got down on my knees and unzipped his pants. I took his cock out and played with it in my hand and licked the shaft before putting it in my mouth. I had to open my mouth as wide as I could to get it in. I could only get his head and a few inches in my mouth because it was so thick. I felt his head jamming down my throat and I massaged his cock with my tongue. He told me to spit and drool on his cock and I freaked out when spit drooled out of my mouth and onto my dress. He said we would dry clean it. He was shoving his cock in my mouth and more and more spit was dripping on the front of my dress. I pulled the strapless dress down and off my boobs and he felt my tits up and then licked my nipples. He was more passionate with his mouth and hands then any guy I had been with at that time and was really vocal. I turned around and leaned over the bed and asked him to unzip me. He said he was going to fuck me with the dress on. I asked if he had a condom because I wasn't on the pill and he said "How in the fuck are you not?" I told him that I was going back on it next week and that my boyfriend and I are waiting until prom. He said "Wow, ok…I won't cum inside you…you probably won't make me cum anyway."
I don't know why him saying he wouldn't cum from me turned me on…maybe because I thought we would be fucking for a long time. He entered me by parting the slit in my dress and then raised it up. The ruffles were tickling both of us. He fucked me really hard and deep at first and I felt pain because it had been about 9 months since my last boyfriend fucked me. And I never had a cock this big. He took his cock out and made me suck him again and then he put it back inside me. He fucked me hard for 5 minutes like that and then got me on all fours. He smacked my red and tender ass as he fucked me from behind and I came really hard. I kinda went limp in the bed while cumming and he aggressively grabbed me and started pounding me from behind and grabbing my little tits. I felt him grunt and then almost yell as he suddenly came inside me. I freaked out and pulled away but he shot some more cum on my pussy and ass and then grabbed my hips and he entered me again.
"I'm not on the pill…what the fuck!"
He said he would get me the morning after pill and kept fucking me. He said he was going to cum again because I didn't make him cum right. He seemed like he was getting softer inside me and then he laid me flat on the bed and got a good angle and I felt him getting harder. This part was still the hardest I've ever been fucked. He pounded me from behind and smacked my ass, pulled my hair, and scratched my back. I came twice and the second time I came he suddenly said he was going to cum. He came inside me again.
The next day was a Saturday and he did get me the morning after pill and paid extra money to have the dress dry cleaned in a few hours. My mom came home and wanted to see me in my dress. I showed her the lingerie I was going to wear and was putting the dress on. I turned around for her to zip me and she gasped at my back and also pulled my dress down and looked at my ass. I totally forgot about the bruises and the scratches on my back. She asked who did this to me and I said who do you think? She didn't answer which had me worried and I told her we were trying something and she said "But he seems like such a nice boy to do that to you…"
Three years later, I have a car, no student debt, and a new husband. That was the only time I fooled around with stepdad and we both have put it behind us. There was only one other time where we almost did it again, but we didn't.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/402to6/coerced_by_my_stepdad_into_having_sexnot
Damn. Very dramatic. However if you’re ok I’m ok ? -Texas
I’m really jealous. I’ve done my step dad a couple of times (have an apartment out of it). But your story got me really excited.
He sounds like a bit of a scumbag.. but hot story, darlin’.
Let’s hear your story
That was very hot. I loved fucking my prom date while she was in her dress, and this brough back some good memories. Thanks!
Did you just fucking sign your comment. What the fuck is this shit.
Well, my wife and I share a Reddit account and it’s just a way to keep us separate and people know who they are talking to. -TEXAS ?
You two should be slutty step sisters
Sounds kind of like rape.
That makes sense.. Cuz Reddit accounts are so expensive and everything
Middle aged dudes fantasize about fucking and cumming in hot 18 year olds, not sure what he was smoking… Hot story though, loved to hear he came inside you unprotected
This was wrong. He and you sound like really scummy people. How could a grown man take advantage of not only a barely legal high school student but his own step daughter as his wife is taking care of things after her sister died. I was 17 senior year. This story disgusts me.
This is such a strange sub for sjw to hang out in
The whole story had a rape-y vibe to it. Especially how he didn’t take no for an answer and basically bribed her into having sex with him. If she had scratches and bruises and she was drunk, perhaps she is not telling it exactly like it happened.
Just to add to this if both are true, she says she has a rape fantasy in her other post. . .
Well from my personal experience girls taken advantage of in teen years seem to have that turn on. It was a bit creepy being with a girl for a while and her telling you one day she was rapped. And also she wants to he tied up and taken advantage of. I started to feel bad.
You’ve got a twisted definition of rape.
No, this fits the definition pretty perfectly.
Slightly change the scenario: >A police officer took me to one side and told me if I didn’t do what he wanted he would arrest me. He beat me and fucked me and then gave me a few dollars for a taxi and sent me on my way.
can we just go ahead and perma-ban everybody who comes to this sub to judge people morals?
>This story disgusts me. https://imgur.com/R8bVVnh
This is scummy, but very hot.
yo write a story
I didn’t bribe a girl young enough to be my daughter into having sex while cutting her back and giving her bruises. I’m not ashamed of that post
I think you’re brave.
So by completely changing the scenario and power dynamic, then it qualifies?
I agree, it was nearly a turn off, but the writing was pretty hot so made up for it
Care to elaborate? You’re just stating your conclusion, without presenting an argument. In this story, both were consenting adults. She didn’t do anything to inform him she wasn’t interested in sex. What attribute does this story share with rape? A regretted decision, maybe, but a decision in the affirmative none the less.
While I make no judgement as to the comment before yours, your analogy is so far from the situation at hand that it’s really not comparable.
A car and college tuition for two scum blasts in his stepdaughter’s punani. The price of ejaculation is high.
> Three years later, I have a car, no student debt, and a new husband. Husband??
How is it changing the power dynamic? >I will call your mother and tell her you are intoxicated so she punishes you
Oh he’s manipulative. He’s a scoundrel! But he’s not a rapist. She consented.
Anyone one else think it was weird to read "my mom’s older sister" and not "my aunt?"
It’s not consent if you are manipulated, if I held a gun to your head and said you can choose to agree to it or not then it wouldn’t really be a true choice would it?
Sorry did I miss the gun part? If so then by all means, I concede my position. Manipulation, to some extent, is inherent in all human exchange. Rape happens when you say no, not when you’re talked into it with a persuasive or intimidating argument. Without that as a core requirement it becomes a very slippery slope. Just how much manipulation constitutes rape? In this story, she’s consenting. He wasn’t a police officer, she wasn’t a minor, she isn’t mentally disabled, there’s no gun. She fantasied about him then willingly had sex with him. While in my opinion not rape, his behaviour was reprehensible, and I do empathize with young woman for the naive choice she made, and for falling for his bullshit.
Did he get you The Morning After Pill the next day, or a rape kit?
That was before he even brought up having sex, the OP then said he could spank her. She clearly enjoyed it and told him she enjoyed it. He offered to show her his cock which she accepted. She said it was nice. Then went to her room, he proceeded to offer to pay for everything she could ever need if she had sex with him that one time. She accepted, he followed through. The OP said she does not regret doing it. The OP said they almost did it again. She was sober enough to drive herself home. There is nothing even close to rape in this story, prostitution, definitely. I’m not denying he’s a scumbag, he fucked his fiancées daughter, that’s awful. But he isn’t a rapist, at least not from this event.
Consent doesn’t work that way. By definition if you are under duress — and she was — it is not consent. (Still hot.)
This isn’t right. He really forced you into it, and luckily for him, you just so happen to be going for it at the time.
Senior in high school could still be 17 even 16. So, not an adult. She said she was drunk multiple times. He coerced/threatened her by saying this was the only way he would pay for her college. All of these are legally considered lack of consent and therefore rape.
Came to see sjws bitching about rape. Sjws never let me down.
Maybe they arent close. She didn’t seem too cut up about it.
Easily tack on forced prostitution too.
Hey, new car, no student loans. Scumbags don’t hold up their end of a deal.
Not to say banging a 17 or 16 year old is ok, but there are 18 year old seniors too.
Even if she was an adult at the time, it was still rape. He acted from a position of power and she was drunk. The drunk part alone would be enough for this to be considered rape. One cannot give consent while they’re drunk. So: She didn’t give (implied) consent before when she was sober, she couldn’t give consent at the time because she was drunk and from the story it sounds like he was sober (okay, that part is a bit of a speculation). What we end up with is a sober adult person having sex with with a drunk adult person when he has had no indication that she would have agreed to it if she was sober. Whether she regrets it or not, he clearly raped her. And don’t get me started on the fact that he’s her stepdad, that’s definitely an abuse of authority which also affects her ability to give consent. Still a pretty hot story though
Rape for life. Not a equal trade.
Long answer further down the comment chain
Wow…I’ll respond to a few things in one reply. I believe I had a choice in this story even while drunk. I don’t feel I was raped. I don’t regret my choice. That said, I have some issues…read my first story. I am into rape fantasies maybe because of this incident and also a guy molested me one time and I got away before it was rape. I was 17 and 11 months old when this story happened. After my 18th birthday and my first year of college…I did really lose control and would say I was a slut back then. I enjoy writing these sexual memories and was going to do that here but I don’t like the judgements being hurled at me. My husband and I are planning a true rape fantasy with another guy so now I would really like to hear from you sexual experts why this is a bad idea. I’m only being a little sarcastic.
She was drunk, he was in a position of higher power, he threatened her, end of the story. All of those things on their own would be enough to make this rape. Now, they maybe weren’t all that extreme, but in combination especially this is definitely rape. Whether she liked it or not doesn’t matter.
Yes I get the drunk rape thing. Positions of power don’t mean rape. She also drove home drunk. We should call her out on that too.
I didn’t think that you disagree, I simply wanted to make a relatively educated statement for everyone :)
I think we can all agree that OP’s screenname basically says all that needs to be said about this.
>He said the choice was mine, right here, right now. >I got down on my knees and unzipped his pants. I took his cock out and played with it in my hand and licked the shaft before putting it in my mouth. That’s rape?
>He said the choice was mine, right here, right now. >I got down on my knees and unzipped his pants. I took his cock out and played with it in my hand and licked the shaft before putting it in my mouth.
Yes, it does. Well, as far as I understand it from a two-hour-senimar on sexual abuse (so, I’d say I’m not an expert on the topic but more educated than most). The definition of rape is a lot wider than you might expect and position of power+drunk (well, sure she was still able to drive but you can drive relatively drunkenly) is definitely rape. Also: You’re right. OP, don’t drink and drive!
Bottom line… If you don’t like the story, don’t fucking read it or make comments on it. Tired of assholes like you ruining this sub.
Still doesn’t change the fact that you’re a piece of shit. Judging sucks, huh?
And how drunk was she? The night was over, the drinking was done, she drove home without incident. She was able to change into a dress, and so on. She was hardly incapacitated. Lessened decision making capabilities? Sure, maybe. But that’s not rape.
Lol
She took money for it. Doesn’t sound like rape to me.
Cudos. You wanted to do it so you did and it sounds as if you really enjoyed it. No judgement coming from me. It is you and he’s business. And loved the story. Well written and in places very erotic. Would love to hear more of your sexual adventures.. :)
Came to see redpillers bitching about sjsws. Redpillers never let me down
Adults go to bars to drink and hook up all the time… Do you consider all of these encounters rape?
I feel like we often try to make rape this complicated issue when really it’s simple: Rape is one person using a situation to their advantage so they can have sex with another person. With two drunk people, none of them is taking advantage of the other, they just can’t think straight, worst case is they both made a stupid mistake. It’s worth mentioning that consent can also be implied: You’re sitting at home, completely sober. If your partner, who you have non-rape-sex with regularily, is coming home drunk and wants to have sex that’s not rape because their consent is implied. They can’t give it at the time but you have sex regularily.
I feel like your definition of rape is actually more complicated than it needs to be. Although it’s just one sentence, it allows for a very broad range of situations and involves implied consent to make it work. I feel like a much simpler definition is 1) forced entry 2) a situation where you are threatened with an ultimatum (like classic workplace sexual assault). (ex. You fuck me or you’re fired/I’ll hurt you/you can kiss that promotion goodbye.) Although I do think that you could consider our young friend in the story as being a victim of sexual assault, especially at the beginning of the story, I’m just going to look at the "Fuck me and I’ll pay your tuition and buy you a car," part. To me, that is soliciting prostitution. He is offering to in effect trade goods and money for her "service". Creepy? Absolutely. But there’s definitely a distinction between this and him saying something like, "Fuck me or I’ll tell your mom/boyfriend what a slut you are." I suppose the basic difference is with the former example, nothing would change if she didn’t fuck him. Her saying no and having student loans and no car would be the same result as if she had never been in the situation in the first place. With the latter example, she either has to fuck the guy, or her life gets worse. There’s no going back to the state that she would be in if she had somehow avoided the situation altogether, making her powerless to the man. So to elaborate, going by my definition, a woman coming home verrry drunk to her sober husband, who then forces himself into her as she is not sober enough to support herself, is rape. Implied consent doesn’t come into play. She was raped. A less drunk person, slurring but very capable of going through the actions of sex, would not be raped if the chose to have sex within someone. They might regret it later, but I still hold them to their choice and their actions.
http://thecriminallawyer.tumblr.com/post/100099701512/was-it-rape-flowchart
No, it really doesn’t. Here’s a handy, dandy flowchart: http://thecriminallawyer.tumblr.com/post/100099701512/was-it-rape-flowchart
She unzipped his pants. She agreed to the intercourse. Here’s a flowchart: http://thecriminallawyer.tumblr.com/post/100099701512/was-it-rape-flowchart
"We’re you first to have sex by violence or threats?" Yes, definitely what happened here. Also, mentally unable (drunk) And we don’t know if she was of legal age (senior in high school)
>"We’re you first to have sex by violence or threats?" Yes, definitely what happened here. Yeah, definitely not what happened. depending on jurisdiction – his *"persuasion"* does not equate a threat. Most states hold a threat to mean a threat of physical violence. You should look up the *legal definition* of a threat. Sure, it was shitty – but it does not mean it was rape. She could have said no, and went with her plan of student loans. The step dads statements are a lot closer to quid pro quo, and sexual harassment. >Also, mentally unable (drunk) Her being *"drunk"* does not mean she was mentally unable. The bar for that would be incapacitation. She was able to drive. She was able to recall events. She stated she had snuck some Vodka and bourbon from a liquor cabinet with a friend. That, to me, does not mean she had enough to be mentally deficient. Maybe enough to feel good, certainly. >And we don’t know if she was of legal age (senior in high school) We also don’t know what the age of consent for her story is, either. To finish – ultimately – she consented. In court, it’d go to a "he said, she said" battle where the defense would very likely be able to win. *"Is it rape if other people are telling you that you were raped?"* "No, you were not raped."
She drove herself home. That’d be enough for the court to throw out the "I was drunk" defense. He lost any power once he showed her his cock, then she could’ve just went to her mother and most likely broken them up. The threat was before sex was even brought up and was unrelated to sex in the first place.