A Step Father’s Revenge

The sexual tension at this point was so thick you could slice it with a knife…the longer she held my cock, not jerking me but squeezing softly, the more I was sure that the little slut sitting on the arm of my recliner was going to learn to suck a man’s cock today. That….and a whole lot more.

“Is that all you’re going to do? Just hold it?” I asked.

“N..n…nooo” she whined.

“Go on, you know what to do, from what I hear you’ve become quite the little cock sucker.” Placing my hand on the back of her neck I began to force her face toward my cock “go on Rene’ open your mouth…suck my cock…you know you want to.”

She didn’t resist….not even a little bit.

“Ahhhhhhh yyyeeesss…that’s it, suck Poppa’s cock like a good little slut” I moaned as my step daughter lowered her parted lips and surrounded my bulbous cockhead….already oozing pre cum. “Fuck that feels good, take it deeper slut….Poppas got a present for you!”

I suppose I had known from the time Rene’ came into my life as a charming completely loveable 9 year old that one day I would wind up here, guiding her head with my hand as she moved her head up and down sucking my cock like it was a candy cane. She and I had hit it off from day one and she was always hanging onto, hugging or kissing me just like any affectionate child would….except a little more so. Over the years her child like acts of affection had become more and more overtly sexual. She loved getting in my lap and rubbing her bubble butt on my cock while her mother watched TV in the living room with us. When we were alone she wandered around the house half dressed most of the time, and it seemed that the only panties she owned any more were thongs.

It was Saturday morning, and I was being lazy, relaxing with my morning coffee. I enjoy the quiet time in the morning, my wife off working at her crappy job and my step daughter still in bed sleeping. I lay back in the recliner wearing my lounging pants and was about to doze off again when I was awakened by the sound of Rene’ making her way out of her bedroom and down the hallway to the toilet. I noted that she was wearing her thong already….the rear strap splitting her ass cheeks sexily and causing the beginnings of tent in my pants.
Rene’ had become a problem in multiple ways and I had gotten to the point that I was angry and resentful of her behavior. She was constantly in trouble at school, would lie at the drop of a hat, had been caught multiple times giving head or hand jobs to several of the neighborhood boys, and had lost her virginity to god knows who when she was 12. She was no longer my “little girl” the apple of my eye and had instead become the neighborhood slut. I was not at all happy about it on the one hand, but on the other, as her flirtations became more aggressive, I admitted to myself that she was a little “hottie” even at 13…sorry almost 14 as she so frequently reminded her mom and me, and fucking her ass off was not unthinkable, not any more.

This morning she was on a mission. She must have paraded back and forth through the living room 20 times, stopping to give me a good morning kiss twice while managing to show me her plump tits as she leaned over to kiss me, her loose fitting cropped top hanging open conveniently.