Naughty Stephanie Chapter 1
Chapter One: ———————————————————–
Stephanie examined herself in the mirror with a critical eye. She was a bit tall, and a bit skinny. Those were on the minus side. On the plus side her face was adorably cute, with wide green eyes. She had an hourglass body, with big, firm full breasts that sat high on her chest and didn't sag even the slightest. Her waist was tiny and gave way to a pair of smoothly rounded hips and a perfect pair of half moon buttocks.
Her hair was a flaming dark copper red. She wasn't sure if that was on the plus or the minus side. It was full and thick and long, flowing over her shoulders and coming mid-way down her back. She would've preferred blonde, but at least red was better than brown, which was all too common.
She looked, as far as she could see, fantastic, when naked. She'd seen her father and brother's porno magazines, and seen the girls at school in the showers and locker rooms, and as far as she could see her body was better than any of them.
Still, she had a nice wardrobe for when she wasn't naked. She preferred greens and blacks, to go with her hair. And she liked dress pants and jackets. Stevie liked showing off her body, but also liked to be seen as dignified. She wanted people to respect her.
Sometimes she was a bit of a cock tease, and had short, tight skirts and tight tops that let her long hard nipples poke out in an obvious way. Most girls went through that phase, which never entirely ended. They all liked to think they could turn on any guy who looked at them, whenever they wanted to.
School was over for the day and Stevie was planning on spending a couple of hours at the mall. First she had to select what to wear. After careful study of her open closet, she pulled on a pair of tight jeans and a shiny green shirt that snapped down the front. She tied it under her breasts to expose her tiny waist, and headed out the door.
Of course, she wanted to look sexy underneath as well as on the surface, so she was wearing a matching black lace bra and panty set. She wasn't planning on anybody seeing it just then, but it would give her an added feeling of sexiness. She liked to feel sexy.
She went downstairs with her hair carefully brushed, her makeup set and her clothes accenting her hourglass body, all set for a few hours of preening and posing at the mall, when who should come home early but her Dad. He wasn't due until six, and it was three thirty.
"What're you doing here?" she asked.
"Got off early because the air-conditioning is busted," he grinned, tossing his briefcase into the closet.
"Well, uh, I'm going to the mall."
"Oh no you don't," he grinned. He folded his big bear arms around her slender body and pulled her into his chest. Jack McNeil was a big guy, an ex-jock with good, rugged looks and a muscular body.
"Did you do your homework?" he frowned.
"Dadddyyyyy," she groaned, rolling her eyes.
"And did you clean up your room like I ordered you to?"
Stevie's heart gave a little flutter and she felt her pussy starting to warm up.
"Noooo," she sighed.
"You know what that means, then, don't you?"
"Are… are you going to spank me, Daddy?" she gulped, her eyes widening. She could feel her nipples rapidly hardening, her breasts swelling with excitement.
"Don't you think you deserve a spanking, you bad girl?"
She couldn't speak. Her body fairly crackled with sexual electricity. After a few seconds she managed to bob her head slightly.
"Pull down your pants and bend over," he said, licking his lips.
Stevie felt her head pounding as her hands went to her tight jeans. She slowly opened them then peeled them down over her rounded hips, then down her thighs to her ankles. She turned and started to bend over for him.
"Wait a minute," he said, his voice stem. "What kind of underwear is that you're wearing'"
"I uh, I got it because it's sexy, Daddy," she said, her voice a gasp.
"Sexy? Why would you need sexy underwear? Nobody will see it for years yet, not until you're married. "
"I… I just wanted it, Daddy," she said, her skin starting to turn red.
"You aren't doing dirty things with boys are you?" he said suspiciously.
"No, Daddy," she lied.
"I don't want my daughter wearing filthy underwear like that. Take it off," he ordered.
"Yes, Daddy," she said, her body pulsing with sexual fire.
She straightened again, then tugged off her jeans. Her thumbs slipped into the thin elastic waistband of her panties, then slowly peeled them down as she bent over. Her face flushed red as she bared her lovely round bottom, knowing her father's eyes were boring into her naked ass.
She pulled the panties off and stood there, bent over.
"Are you wearing a bra?" He asked, his voice sounding thick. "I warned you before not to go outside without a bra."
"I got one, Daddy, just like the panties," she said, barely able to speak.
"A slutty black thing, like the panties?" He growled.
"Yes," she whimpered.
"Take it off this instant," he ordered.
She straightened again, then undid her shirt and pulled it over her shoulders. Her back was to him, and her skin was blushing deeply. As often as he had spanked her and her sister Paige in the past few years, she was still embarrassed to be seen naked by him.
She removed her bra, then bent over again. But her father moved away from behind her, going over to the chair in front of her and sitting down. She blushed even more deeply, knowing he could see her big, full, round breasts hanging down below her like big meaty udders.
"Come over here and lay across my lap," he ordered.
"Yes, D… Daddy!" she gasped. She straightened, her skin flaming, and walked across to him. She folded her arms over her big breasts, one hand down over her pussy as she moved beside him then bent herself across his lap.
He had spanked her very seldom when she was young but in the past few years, since she and her sister Paige had been spanked almost every other day it seemed, and most of the time it was for trivial things too.
She and her sister Paige, who was also getting spanked a lot lately, were both of two minds about this. On the one hand neither really wanted to have their ass spanked. On the other hand, both found the nakedness and discipline strangely arousing. Their teenage pussies drooled at their exposure before a man, even their father, and they couldn't help fantasizing as they lay draped across his lap or bent across a desk or table.
Now, as she lay across her father's lap, Stevie's breath was coming in gulps, her heart was pounding, the blood rushing through her veins as she felt his hands touching her, straightening her legs, positioning her better for the spanking to come.
His right hand gripped her inner thigh, pulling her more firmly into his lap. His left hand slid under her arm, pulling in her upper body, coincidentally sliding across the side of her meaty breast.
Like always, her father delayed the start of the spanking.
"I still don't know why you were wearing such lewd and sexually provocative underwear, Stephanie," he said.
"All the girls do, Daddy," she gulped.
"Nonsense. Who's to see it? You've started dating now, Stephanie. Are boys trying to make you have sex with them?"
"Have you let them kiss you?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said, gasping as he let his right hand rest on her buttocks.
"You have? Have you let them feel your bottom?"
"Sometimes," she confessed.
"And have they groped your breasts, Stephanie?"
"Sometimes they do, Daddy, but I always push their hands off." Eventually, she added silently.
"That's terrible," he growled. "Do they touch you between the legs too?"
"Sometimes they do, Daddy," she said.
"You know that it's wrong to have sex with a boy before you're married, don't you?"
"Yes, Daddy," she sighed, as his hand began to slowly stroke her buttocks.
"I know there are a lot of sluts out there. I wouldn't want to think one of my daughters would be one," he said.
"I'm not a slut, Daddy," she protested.
"No? You're a virgin, then?"
"Uh, yes, Daddy."
"You've never let a boy put his penis inside your vagina?"
"Have you ever let one put his organ into your rectum?"
She gasped and her eyes went wide. "No!" she gasped.
"And have you ever let a boy put his penis into your mouth?"
She hesitated. "Uhmmmm…"
"Have you?" he demanded, his hand suddenly giving her ass a hard squeeze?"
"A… a few times, Daddy," she whimpered, her face scarlet.
"You have! You've given boys blowjobs!?"
"Only a couple of times, Daddy."
"And what else have you done, Stephanie?" he growled.
"Nothing," she whimpered.
"What else?" he demanded sternly, his hand suddenly rising and cracking down hard on her buttocks. She cried out in shock and whimpered in pain.
"What else have you done with boys?"
"I… I've given them hand jobs," she gasped.
"Hand jobs? You mean you've masturbated boys and let them spray their sperm into your hand?" he growled.
"Yes, Daddy," she whined.
"And have they ever given you a hand job?" he demanded.
"Yes, Daddy," she moaned, then yelped as his hand cracked down on her bare behind again.
"How many times?" he growled.
"Just sometimes," she groaned.
"And when they were rubbing your little crotch did you have an orgasm?"
"Yes, Daddy," she panted.
"You are a slut, Stephanie!"
"You're lying. You're no virgin!"
"But I am!"
"Spread your legs you bad girl!" he ordered.
Her heart leapt into her throat and she slowly obeyed, spreading her legs, opening herself up for him to see her cunt. She moaned when she felt his hand cup her pussy and give it a little squeeze.
"This is the problem," he sighed. "You teenage girls just can't seem to keep this under control. I've seen it before. Once you get to be a certain age this," he squeezed her soft pussy, "this seems to take control of you."
She whimpered as his fingers pried her soft folds apart and slowly wiggled into her opening. It was hot and slick with her juices and she felt her groin sizzling with electrical sex heat. Her eyes and mouth were wide as she felt his fingers sliding deeper and deeper into her pussy.
"Oh! Oh"' she gasped.
"I don't feel your hymen, Stephanie," he growled. "But… but… oh… ooooohhhh."
"You aren't a virgin!" he accused.
"But I am!" she wailed.
"Then where's your cherry?"
"I…. I broke it by accident," she whispered, turning beet red again.
"You broke it? How?"
"I don't want to say."
"Tell me," he ordered. "You've been a bad girl, Stephanie, and I need to know just how bad so l know how much to spank you.
As he talked his fingers were, perhaps unconsciously, rubbing in and out of her pussy. His thumb was squeezing and stroking against the outside of her cunt pad, coincidentally right over her clitty. Stevie could hardly speak as she fought to keep her body under control.
"Tell me, Stephanie."
"I… I did it with a hair brush," she moaned, feeling horribly embarrassed.
"You put a hair brush inside yourself?" he growled.
"Just the handle," she whimpered.
"Uh… Uh… I… I… "
"You were masturbating, weren't you?'
"Yes," she whimpered.
"You were masturbating, pumping the handle of your hairbrush into your vagina, and pretending you were having sex, weren't you?"
"Yeeeeees," she groaned.
His other hand cracked down hard on her buttocks and she yelped in pain.
"What am I supposed to do with you?" he sighed. "It's not really your fault. All girls have the same trouble. If something isn't done you'll be out there fucking boys and getting diseases."
His fingers continued to rub her pussy, continued to knead her hot, moist cunt pad, rolling and squeezing and stroking the softly furred little mound.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," she moaned.
"It's not your fault," he said again. "It's this." He thrust his fingers deep into her cunt and she gave a startled gasp as exquisite pleasure ripped into her guts.
"You see your body is filled with raging hormones. This… " He thrust his fingers deep into her cunt again. "this takes control. Teenage girls need to be, to use your language, fucked, hard and often, in order to keep their urges under control."
She could only moan in reply, her head throbbing with pleasure as his fingers pumped her steadily and his thumb stroked back and forth across her clitoris.
"I'll have to do something, baby. I can't let you go out and let strange boys bend you over every night and put their cocks into you."
"I'm sorry," she whimpered.
"I want you to get up, Stevie," he sighed.
She pulled herself up, and stood next to his chair. She was flushed and panting for breath as she tried to keep her eyes away from her father's face, and away from the bulging tent the crotch of his pants had become. She knew that she had given him a hard-on, and was tremendously proud that her young adolescent body had been attractive enough to elicit such a response in an older man.
"Get down on your hands and knees on the floor, Stevie," he ordered.
She dropped to all fours and her Dad got off the chair and came around to stand behind her.
"You have too much pent up sexual energy," he told her. "That's why you can't resist the boys when they want to feel your body. There's only one sure way of releasing that energy, baby."
He dropped down onto his knees behind her. His hands gripped her thighs and pulled her slender legs apart, then his hand slid between them and cupped her pussy. She gasped and her ass jerked up in response.
"You see?" he said. "I'll have to take care of this before it gets you in real trouble."
She was almost hyperventilating as she panted for air. Her body was shrieking with sexual fire, with nerve grinding excitement. She felt something, it had to be, she was sure it was, an actual cock. A cock was touching her between the legs!
She moaned and shuddered, feeling a burst of orgasmic pressure burn through the inner walls of her cunt tunnel.
"You need this, baby," her Dad gasped. "You need a good hard ride!"
"Yessss!" she sobbed. "Oooh, Daddy!"
Then she felt his hardness prying her pussy lips wide, wider than she'd ever felt them go. They strained tightly as his thick organ probed at her entrance. She felt her groin shaking, felt her insides rippling with energy, felt her orgasm approaching like a wildfire.
Then his cock slammed into her with violent force. She felt it thrust deep into her belly and screamed as the pain and her orgasm tore through her in the same instant.
"Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrggggghhh!!!" she shrieked.
Her Dad held her by the hips as she shook and jerked and twisted against his grip. He drew back slightly, then drove into her again, his penis stabbing deep into her guts as she trembled and shook with delirious sexual pleasure.
Never before, not when playing with her own pussy, nor even when the boys fingered her, had she ever had such an explosive, mind blowing orgasm. Her entire body was afire with ecstasy.
"That's it, baby," he gasped. "Come for me, Stevie. Come for Daddy! I can feel your sweet pussy squeezing and shaking around my cock, baby."
"Ooohhh! Ohhh! Ooooooooohhhhhh!" she groaned.
"That's my baby," he moaned. He pulled back slightly, then slid the final few inches of his organ into his trembling young daughter's spasming cunt tunnel.
"Did you like that, baby?" he sighed.
"Ooooh! Ohhh, Dadddyyyyyy!"
"I know, baby."
"Ohhhhh! It feels so goooood!" she moaned.
"It's what you were made for, honey," he gasped.
His hands slid up and down her sides, kneading and massaging her soft, warm flesh.
"I feel… so full," she moaned.
"It's way up inside you, baby," he said. "You've got my big peter way up in your belly. Do you feel it?"
"Yes! It feels so strange, so hard! It… OOOOohhh!"
He had pulled his cock out a couple of inches, then thrust into her. He chuckled in amusement, grinding his hips against the teenager, feeling the smoothness, then softness of her tight young flesh against his hips as he rubbed against her.
"Oh Dadddyyyyy!" she groaned, feeling his cock twisting around inside her.
"Like that, baby?"
He continued to grind his hips for a long minute, then slowly halted, his cock deep inside her.
"Pull yourself forward a little, Stephanie," he directed. "Pull your hips forward."
She obeyed, groaning as her tight cunt sheath gripped his cock and tried to hold it within her. Her velvet cunt tunnel sucked hard on his fleshy organ as she slid several inches up its length.
"That's it, Stevie, now push back again," he told her.
She pushed herself back, her eyes closing and her body shuddering as she took his prick into her to the balls once again.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned.
"Again," he ordered. She willingly obeyed. Slowly at first, but picking up speed with each passing second, she began to hump back and forth on his big male cock, gasping and whimpering as she slid her tight pussy back and forth over its length.
She drew far forward, so only his cockhead was still inside her, then drove herself all the way back, gasping in delight as his cock filled her. She began to hump wildly, grunting with ecstasy as she jerked off on his prick.
He watched her round ass cheeks from above, watched the play of muscles over them' over her back and shoulders, watched his cock appear, then disappear inside her. Only a rigid control kept him from blowing his cork inside her.
His hands gripped her hips again as she slapped her ass back into his hips. He started to thrust forward to meet her, thrusting hard. The teenager grunted louder, with more excitement. Her round ass meat started slapping noisily against his hips.
He took over, gripping her hips tightly and rutting into her. She squealed as his cock pistoned inside her, her head shook from side to side, then jerked up and back as she let out an excited gurgle of pleasure.
He felt her cunt spasming around his pecker and knew she was coming again. He drilled her furry cunt opening with his steel hard prong, pounding his hips into her shapely round ass cheeks as he spewed a massive wad of steaming juice inside her sucking hot depths.
He was too excited to soften, and his cock continued to pummel her soft belly as his hands worked upwards onto her shoulders, jerking her back against him with even more force and speed. He could feel the vibration of her fat rounded tit meat as it bounced wildly beneath her.
His hands slid down under her and sank up into their soft malleable depths. She groaned loudly as his fingers dug deep furrows in her swollen tit mounds. He mashed her round melons with his big hands, his fingers twisting and squeezing them as he pounded his cock into her slit.
"Uhng! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Stevie cried. She came again, her head thrashing violently as her body was engulfed in a mad sexual vortex, a cataclysmic sexual firestorm. Her father's cock pounded back and forth in her groin as her mind shattered under the prolonged sensory assault.
"That's it, baby," he gasped. "Take it! Take my cock!"
He gripped her by her thick red hair and jerked her up and back, his left hand pulling savagely, forcing her head back. His right hand squeezed her fat left titty, twisting it with ruthless violence as she shuddered insanely.
He twisted her head to the side, pulling it back against him. His tongue slid along her slender throat, then onto her cheek. He pulled her hair again and her mouth opened in a gasp of pain. He mashed his lips down onto Stevie's mouth, his tongue shooting into her oral cavity as he ground his hips into her ass cheeks.
She trembled and shook and quivered, moaning into his mouth as his tongue whipped around inside her and his lips rolled and slid and mashed down on hers.
He let her head go and she fell forward like a falling tree. Her arms wouldn't support her and she collapsed onto her elbows, then onto her shoulders as he pounded his cock into her tight, wet cunt box.
Her pussy lips, her entire crotch, even her inner thighs were covered in her cunt drool. He was slicing his cock back and forth between her pussy lips with savage delight, forcing their mixed fuck milk out with each hard, deep thrust.
Stevie groaned with mindless delight, her body jerking back and forth on the rug as her father's heavy' muscular hips hammered her buttocks again and again. Her head bounced lightly on the floor, her breasts ground against the rough fibbers, and her knees scraped back and forth, now and then bouncing up off the rug for a brief instant when he thrust particularly hard.
She shuddered, then came again, whimpering and groaning, drooling onto the carpet as her body was slashed by tremendously powerful orgasmic sensations.
His cock spurted another hot, full load of sperm into the deepest pit of her fuck tunnel as he jammed every last inch of meat into her tender young body. He groaned himself, feeling his juices draining down into her, feeling her pelvis shaking against him, her cunt sucking out the last dregs of his jism.
He slowed and then halted, panting for breath, as was she.
"That's what you needed, Stevie," he gasped. "A good hard rodding. Now you'll be okay… for… for a little while."