Daddy Dearest Read online

  My stepdaughter, I told myself.

  My fucking stepdaughter, my girl…

  I looked down at her. Her eyes were still red from crying, her mouth open, staring up at me, waiting…

  “Please,” she whispered. “Make me…”

  “Open your fucking mouth,” I growled at her. I felt like an animal. A caged bull.

  She opened up. Wide. So beautifully wide.

  Her eyes were on mine. Pretty green eyes. Pretty young girl. Untouched, tiny tits. Pretty, fresh little pussy.

  She was right.

  I couldn’t help myself.

  I spat into her mouth. Fast. As much as I could.

  Her body jerked in my arms, her eyes widening, her mouth swallowing on instinct.

  “Daddy,” she choked on the word, her voice full of surprise. “Daddy…”

  I raised her up by her throat, and she started fighting me. Fighting to get back control, because I was edging her, and she wanted more. I wouldn’t let her. I watched her body flailing as I lifted her on the bed, laid her down like a precious doll, looked at her body and imagined using her like a cheap slut.

  “You deserve better than me,” I said to her. “You deserve a better man, Kendall…”

  Her body raged, she was so desperate. I forced my boxers off with one hand and she cried out again, needy and desperate as my cock sprang free.

  “Daddy!”

  I positioned my cock over her stomach. I stroked it, fast motions meant to get me off, to come to my senses.

  All I managed to do was spill precum on her flat tummy. She fought me again. Fought to get closer to my cock.

  “Inside me,” she whispered. “Daddy, inside me, right now! Put it inside me!”

  I gripped her throat tighter, looking at her exposed pussy. She’d pulled her knees up again, such a perfect fucking toy. I placed my tip on her clit and she started shaking uncontrollably, rubbing herself all over my dick.

  “Oh, Daddy!” she whined. “Please, Daddy, no more! Now, Daddy, now.”

  I did the unthinkable.

  4

  Kendall

  I didn’t expect the pain.

  He ripped through me in one hard thrust, and before I could scream out for help, his palm clamped over my mouth and my cry was muffled.

  My eyes rolled back as he groaned above me. It was almost unbearable, almost too much. But then I felt my pussy giving way, slowly stretching, trying to accommodate his cock. I couldn’t understand how it was even possible. When he took his boxers off, I really got scared. Before that it was all fun and games, but once I laid eyes on his engorged, throbbing cock I knew there was no going back. And that thing was a monster… a greedy, cunt-hungry monster that was deep inside me, pulsing at the deepest part of me while I struggled beneath him.

  But slowly, I came to a stop. My breaths were ragged as I tried to get oxygen into my lungs through Levi’s strong fingers. He let go slightly, and I whimpered against his palm.

  “I’m sorry, Kendall,” he said, dipping his head against my collarbone, his lips gently tracing the bone while he throbbed inside me.

  He lay on top of me so still I wasn’t sure whether he was going to keep going or pull out. And then he pushed deeper, the tiniest bit, just half an inch deeper into me.

  “Daddy,” I breathed into his fingers, and he moved his hand away.

  “Be quiet, baby girl,” he told me in that rugged voice. “Be quiet, so you don’t wake your sister or Mom. I want to listen to you now. I want to listen to the noises you make for Daddy.”

  I didn’t know what he wanted, but I couldn’t help myself. I moaned and mewled and whimpered for him while his cock grew harder and thicker inside me. I could feel something wet pooling on the sheets beneath us. Levi held himself up on his elbows, not even thrusting inside me. But it still felt like I was being violated, because he was getting so fucking hard inside me, his cock took over my whole pussy.

  “Fuck me,” I whispered. “Please, fuck me.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.

  “I want you to,” I hissed. “I want you to hurt me. Do it! Do it right now!”

  “No,” he grunted, pulling out of me painfully slowly. “No, Kendall. This is so fucking wrong.”

  “Please,” I whined. “Daddy, please…”

  “I’m not wearing a condom,” he said out loud. “Fucking shit, baby girl, I didn’t put a condom on…”

  He made another move to pull out, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He growled as I pulled him in, against me, deeper inside me.

  “Fucking stop it,” he said. “Stop doing that, Kendall.”

  “No!” I pulled harder. “Why won’t you fuck me? Am I not good enough, Daddy? Is that it? Is my pussy not tight enough for you?”

  “Goddamn it, girl.” He stopped moving away, breathing heavily, his big body still above mine.

  “Please,” I said in my smallest voice, my eyes finding his. He looked so torn I almost felt bad. But not bad enough to stop. “Daddy, please…”

  He pushed into me again, making me moan.

  “I shouldn’t,” he muttered. “I fucking shouldn’t. I’ll go to hell for this, I must be a fucking madman…”

  “Please keep fucking me.” I didn’t recognize my own voice, it was so desperate. “Daddy please, please.”

  “No condom,” he grunted. “Baby girl, you don’t deserve this…”

  “I do,” I insisted. “I do deserve it, Daddy, please… I’m on birth control, you know I am…”

  I remembered how mad he’d gotten when Mom told him I was on the pill. I’d started a few months ago, and Levi was pissed when he found out. I didn’t understand it back then… but now I hoped it was because he’d been jealous. He didn’t get upset when Amanda went on it a year earlier. Probably because he knew it was the best idea for her.

  “Please, Daddy… I love it when you push inside me.”

  He thrust again, and I moaned so loudly he reached for my mouth, but then changed his mind and grabbed me by the cheeks instead.

  “Quiet,” he reminded me. “I’ll fuck you, as long as you stay quiet, Kendall. Okay?”

  I looked up at him with my eyes like saucers. I nodded.

  “Good girl,” he murmured, and my body reacted instantly.

  Those words. Something about them.

  My body twitched, my pussy squeezed.

  Levi gave me a surprised look, then smiled to himself, as if he’d just won a bet with his own mind. And then he started to fuck me.

  Not just a thrust here and there. He fucked me, really fucked me, moving in and out of my pussy while I shut my eyes and my mouth both. I didn’t moan. Just whimpered, trying to keep myself under control. I reached down with one of my hands, pinching myself hard every time he thrust inside me. It helped a little, the pain distracting me for a second so I wouldn’t moan and wake up the whole house.

  “You’re perfect,” he said into my ear, and my back arched to bring me closer to him. “A perfect baby girl, a perfect slut. God, you’re fucking incredible.”

  “Daddy,” I whispered. “Harder, please.”

  “I shouldn’t,” he said, yet he did as I begged him to.

  Rougher, stronger thrusts shocked my body into hyper-awareness. Somehow it stopped hurting and started feeling good. I was so out of it, my whole body went slack, and my pussy loosened up for him, letting him deeper until his cock was enveloped in my wetness. My eyes kept rolling back, as if I was about to pass out with each thrust. But I didn’t let it happen, I pushed the tide away every single time.

  “Come on, Kendall,” Levi muttered into my ear. “Stop fucking fighting it. Let your pussy come on my dick.”

  “Daddy, I…” I started, my words trailing off into nothing.

  Was that what it was?

  Was my body trying to come?

  Was I fighting off orgasms?

  I tried to relax. It felt so good, so fucking incredible to be fucked, to feel myself get stretched, to watch Levi on top
of me, his eyes on mine and his hands in my hair. He kept driving into me, and I kept fighting it.

  “Stop it,” he ordered me. “Fucking stop resisting it, baby girl. Stop it right now, I want to see you come.”

  “No,” I whispered on instinct. “No, Daddy. Don’t make me.”

  “I will,” he promised. “If I have to fuck you for the whole night, I’m going to do it, just so I can watch you come.”

  My eyes shut tightly and he growled at me, his hand grabbing my throat again.

  “Eyes FUCKING open,” he snarled, and I followed his orders because I was too scared not to. My vision was blurry, my eyes watering. “Look at me. Up at me. Into my eyes. If you close your eyes, I’ll never fuck you again. Never again. Got that, baby girl?”

  I nodded helplessly.

  “Good girl,” he said, and my body jerked again.

  Levi chuckled to himself, then groaned as he drove into me again and again. I was so close to losing control. I felt lost already, utterly, completely lost as I stared into his eyes.

  I felt it coming and I let out a cry and tried to push him off.

  “No,” he growled. “Fucking no way, Kendall.”

  He pushed deeper. So deep I was convinced he was in my fucking womb.

  “Come,” he told me. “You better fucking let it happen. Be a good girl for Daddy, Kendall, fucking do it, don’t make me choke it out of you…”

  “Daddy!” I cried out. “Daddy, choke me, please.”

  His hand softened on my throat.

  And then grabbed it tighter.

  With both hands.

  “Fucking come,” he said. “Right now. Look at me. Come for Daddy.”

  I forced my eyes open, and it took all I had in me to keep it that way. I shivered, I almost started to cry again. He started pulling out and my body went fucking crazy. My mouth blabbed, my body resisted, my pussy tightening, squeezing, milking him. He looked down, shutting his eyes for a second, cursing to himself.

  “Yes,” he grunted, looking back at me. My lashes were fluttering furiously. “That’s right, like that, Kendall. Such a fast learner. Such a good girl.”

  I spasmed. I felt something squirt out of me, and we both looked down between my legs.

  His cock was fucking covered in me. He wasn’t just wet, he was soaked in my juices. I felt so embarrassed, so ashamed, I wanted to cry.

  “Jesus fucking shit, Kendall,” Levi breathed. “Look at that, look at what you did…”

  “I’m sorry, Daddy,” I whispered and he growled, pushing his cream-covered cock back inside me, making me howl as quietly as I could.

  “Stop,” he told me, his voice gentle. Out of breath. He choked me as he drove into me now. Choked the breath right out of me. “Stop fighting, just come for me, baby girl. That’s right, just look at Daddy and let your pretty pussy come on me, just like that, come on, be a good little girl. Just for me, just let go, just… Fuck, baby girl, just. Like. That.”

  I couldn’t make a sound. I could barely see him. He pulled out. All the way. Stared at my shaking body. And then fucked his whole length into me.

  So deep.

  I felt him past my pussy. I felt him in my womb, I felt him in my stomach. I felt him in every inch of my body.

  Too deep.

  “Baby girl,” he whispered, his cock twitching inside me. It felt incredible. “Right now. No more waiting. Daddy’s not patient anymore.”

  “D-daddy,” I stuttered. “I’m s-scared.”

  “Let go,” he grunted. His cock throbbed. He pushed. Pushed past every barrier. I wanted to scream. “Fucking COME for Daddy.”

  I whimpered. My pussy clenched. My nails dug into his arms. He choked me harder. Suddenly there was no breath left, and I couldn’t speak. I could just…

  Let go.

  His hands moved from my throat and over my mouth, because I was screaming.

  I felt it when he came. I felt his cock spurting into my womb and I knew if I wasn’t on birth control he’d knock me up, because he was so fucking deep. I stared into his eyes, and he stared into mine. And he wasn’t just a man. He was my daddy, my Levi, the man who held me when I cried, the man who helped me study for finals. He was the one who grounded me, the one who cared for me when Mom didn’t. I cried out into his palm and let go of every last shred of dignity.

  I felt my body coming with his. I’d never felt anything like it. Being in complete sync, letting go of everything and placing it all in his palm to do whatever the hell he wanted with me. Feeling him tighten his grip on my mind, on my pussy, on my mouth. My eyes on his, my pussy getting his cock off, his tip leaking into me. Filling me. I couldn’t stop. There was no way I could stop.

  He broke eye contact, his head falling down on my chest and I clawed at him.

  “More,” I said hungrily. I barely recognized my own voice. “More, now, Daddy more, more right now.”

  He thrust slowly, so much slower than before. I stared at the stars on the ceiling that he’d put up for me, and I came again, and it was incredible.

  “Don’t pull out,” I begged. “Keep it there. Daddy, please. You don’t have to fuck me, just keep it inside me.”

  He grunted and grabbed my tits, sucking a nipple into his mouth.

  It happened again. This time, I arched my back until he had my whole breast in his mouth. I wound my fingers into his hair, and I begged with no shame at all.

  And then, in the middle of my moaning, he pushed me down, and pulled his cock out so slowly I almost came again.

  I looked down.

  My pussy leaked a single drop, spurted his cum out in one go, and then closed around the rest so tightly I wasn’t sure he’d ever fit into me again.

  I’d never felt fuller in my life.

  I still felt him inside me.

  I felt his cum warming me up, and I stared at Levi with my mouth open, my mind reeling.

  “Daddy,” I whispered, pushing myself up, parting my legs until my pussy made a sound so embarrassing I blushed. “Daddy, don’t go.”

  He stared at me, his cock still hard and still so enormous just looking at it was scary. He was covered, from his balls to the tip. Covered in… me.

  “Kendall,” he said roughly. “I shouldn’t have, I fucking shouldn’t have.”

  I moved towards him.

  Tried to tell him it was okay.

  And then I saw the stained bed. Big, bloody stains all over my sheets. I stared at them with my heart pounding.

  “Is that n-normal?” I asked shakily, and he nodded, barely able to look at me.

  I needed Levi in that moment. Not to fuck me. To comfort me.

  And before I could change my mind, I crawled into his lap, wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He looked up at me and his cock hardened under my ass just a little bit.

  “Daddy,” I whispered, leaving a soft kiss against his lips. I felt the current between us, so fucking electric, so special and new. “Is this normal, Daddy? Is it always like… this?”

  He traced his fingers down my spine.

  “No,” he admitted. “It’s never like this, baby girl. Never…”

  5

  Levi

  Kendall’s mouth was gentle as she peppered soft kisses across my shoulders.

  I sat on the bed and felt like a very, very fucking bad man.

  “Daddy,” she whispered into my ear, and my body stiffened when her breath hit my skin. “Daddy, are you mad at me?”

  “No,” I said roughly, but it seemed like the only word I could manage to get out.

  I got up from the bed, looking at the floor to my discarded clothes. Jesus fucking Christ, what had I done?

  I’d done some questionable shit in my life, but nothing like this. It was fucking insanity.

  “Please don’t go,” Kendall whined as I put my boxers on.

  I couldn’t even fucking look at her. Because I knew I’d do it all over again with one glimpse of her ripe young body.

  “I have to, baby girl,”
I muttered so quietly, I wasn’t even sure she could hear. “I have to get the hell out of here, this was not good, this was a bad fucking mistake.”

  It felt like time had stood still, and I turned to face her. She was on her knees, her hands placed in front of her over those small tits and her eyes downcast.

  “You think…” she whispered. “You think I was a mistake?”

  “No, Kendall…” I groaned and rubbed my eyes, trying to find my way out of the fucking mess I’d gotten into. “That’s not what I meant, you know it’s not, baby.”

  “Okay.” Her voice was quiet and she wouldn’t look at me. I stared at her, wondering if I should comfort her or just get the fuck away from her. I didn’t want to risk it. I knew I’d already messed up so damn bad, and I needed to get away before I did something I’d regret for the rest of my life. I put the rest of my clothes on and made a move for the door.

  “Kendall…” I said, turning to look at her over my shoulder.

  “Yes?” Her hopeful eyes shot up.

  “Baby girl, don’t tell anyone about this,” I ordered her, and her expression fell right away.

  “Of course not,” she mumbled, and I nodded before leaving her room.

  I closed the door softly behind me, leaning against the wood with my jacket in my hands. My breaths were panicked, the hallway dark. I tried to breathe and come to terms with what I’d done, but it was proving more and more difficult by the second, because what I’d done this time was truly unforgivable.

  I’d cheated on women before. I’d been the bastard they wanted me to be. I’d let them fall for me and then ruined them while I took them. In fact, I fucking lived for it. But what I’d done now… This was truly wrong on so many levels I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to look at myself the same way.

  Kendall, sweet, sexy little Kendal… I’d fucking popped her cherry. My stepdaughter begged me to take her virginity and I didn’t need to be asked twice. What the fuck did that make me? I’d never hated myself more.

  I made my way down the hallway as fast as I possibly could, and because I couldn’t face my wife just yet, I walked into the study once again.

  The letter Kendall had written me sat atop my desk, the paper moving slightly as a breeze blew through the open window. I sat down in my office chair and stared straight ahead of me.