Dominated By Daddy

Dominated By Daddy

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Introduction

This book is a compilation of the hottest age-gap stories.
Packed with steamy encounters, sl seduction, and forbidden love that will keep you on edge. Dominated By Daddy is more than just a story— it’s a sl experience.
This book includes age-gap stories, stepfamily dynamics, b**m, gay and lesbian series, all in one book.

Chapter 1

  Christy rolled her eyes as the boy on top of her struggled to figure out what to do next. Her legs were opened wide beneath him, but he just couldn't seem to make things work. She reached down and moved his cock until it was just in front of her pussy.

  "Now, just slide it in!" she said with a frustrated sigh.

  For all the wonderful things she heard about sex, so far, her experience with it had been less than stellar. At first, she had thought it was her lack of practice, but that problem had an easy solution.

  She had been ready and willing with quite a few of the guys from school but so far every sexual encounter had gone about as well as this one.

  "Oh Christy," he moaned loudly snapping her out of her musings. "That was great." "Really?" she asked, looking up at the stupid grin on his face. "Really, Jason? That was it?"

  His proud grin changed to an embarrassed wince as he looked down at her. "I can try again," he offered sheepishly. She looked up at him, and considered. On the one hand, she was still aroused but on the other she even more annoyed. She wanted more but she was getting tired of just playing around with young guys that didn't know what they were doing.

  Before she could answer, the front door slammed shut and the sound echoed through her hall to her room. Jason started to speak, but she cut him off.

  "Quiet" she whispered sharply. She froze as listened to the heavy footsteps as they marched up the stairs. Instantly she was filled with a sense of panic.

  "You have to get dressed -- NOW," she whispered to Jason.

  Taking her own advice, she slipped out of bed and grabbed for her panties, pulling them on quickly. "That's probably my stepdad," she added softly, "He's home early and he's going to be furious if he finds you here."

  Jason started pulling on his pants as the footsteps got closer. Christy knew what was going to happen next. Her closet was full of clothes and there wasn't room under her bed, so as soon as her stepfather opened the door, she was going to be caught. The worst part was that this wasn't the first time he had caught her with a boy in her room. The last time he had been so furious that

  he had taken her car away for a month and that was back before he had started being such a grouch. Now, with the mood he was in, she would probably lose her car for good. Not that she blamed him. Even though he was only her stepdad, she knew he was a good guy. It was her mom that usually caused the trouble and this relationship wasn't an exception.

  Her mom had a long history of cheating and Christy had hoped that this time she would stay faithful. Her stepfather was the best guy her mom had ever found.

  He was kind and gentle with a body that kept Christy's mind spinning late at night.

  But of course, her mom didn't appreciate any of it. A couple months ago her mom had cheated on him and he tried to throw her out. Unfortunately for him, Christy's mom had been divorced enough times to know that she didn't have to leave.

  The awkward part was that her stepfather refused to move too, since he had bought the house years before he had even met her mother. So now, Christy was caught in the middle, her mom and stepdad not speaking yet living together.

  Sometimes her mom would bring guys back the house, other times she would just come home long after midnight and last night she hadn't come home at all.

  Christy felt bad for him, but she knew it was going to translate into trouble for her. He was going to be in a rotten mood and catching her half-naked with a boy wasn't going to make things any better.

  She grabbed a thin pink tank top that hung over her chair and pulled it over her head, wishing she had more than just a light little top nearby. As it was, she barely got it on just before the door flew open.

  Her stepfather stood there, the most serious expression she had ever seen on his face as he looked at the shirtless, shoeless boy standing in her room and her in nothing more than a small thong and a nearly sheer tank top.

  He turned away from Christy and focused his full attention on Jason. "Get out," he said, his voice low and deadly serious.

  Without speaking, Jason grabbed for his shoes and shirt and dashed out of the room, sliding past her stepfather cautiously as he left. She shook her head, realizing that he had just left without saying a word or trying to defend her.

  She knew she shouldn't expect better from boys like him but one after the other, they were just a series of disappointments.

  She gathered herself and looked up at her stepfather. He was furious and seemed madder than she had ever seen him before. It was just too bad that even mad he was sexy.

  She knew she should be upset but in her current half-aroused state, all she could think about was what he would look like without that formal button-down shirt. She had spent many late nights fantasizing about him and seeing him now was more distracting than anything else. All she kept thinking was what it would be like to fuck a man instead of a boy.

  He looked at her for a moment and said nothing as he shook his head with frustration. "You know you are acting like a little slut, don't you?" he asked annoyed and upset. "Every time I come home early, you're in here with a different guy."

  She arched an eyebrow at his harsh words wondering if he was trying to shock her. "You just don't understand," she answered, regretting the cliché as soon as it left her lips. She softened her tone before she answered again. "Look Daddy, I'm sorry, but I am eighteen now.

  I can do whatever and whoever I want." She saw him look at her and returned his stare, putting her hand on her hip and pushing her breasts forward. The movement caught his eye, and she watched as he took notice of her full breasts stretching the thin pink fabric.

  She knew the shirt was pretty sheer and the way she was standing would make her nipples visible through the sheer material.

  She watched him as he helplessly looked down past her breasts down to the tiny G-string that barely covered her sex. He looked at her from head to toe and the look in his eye made her pussy tingle.

  Finally he caught himself and took a deep steadying breath, "And that's the way you want to be seen? You want people to think of you as a little tramp that just flops onto her back for anyone?"

  Christy looked at him with a smirk on her face. His words might have been harsh but his body betrayed his real feelings.

  She looked down and could see his pants bulging, giving her all sorts of ideas. The thought of fucking her stepdad had been a fantasy of hers for years and it would certainly be more fun to fuck her way out of trouble than to deal with a punishment. "Not anyone," she said softly as she took a couple steps closer to him. "I just want to have some fun," she answered with a small smile.

  "And are these boys, fun?" he asked, with contempt in his voice. "No, Daddy," she said as she continued to get closer. "Boys aren't any fun," she said softly and taking a deep breath so that her breasts moved up and down suggestively. "They just don't seem to know what I need."

  She was standing so close to him that she could feel the heat coming off his body. He wasn't moving – he was only watching her as she got closer but she could tell she had his interest. Slowly, she leaned forward her hands lightly resting against his chest.

  He stood his ground and didn't respond but she could see that she was having an effect on him. His breathing was getting faster and his frown was gone as he watched her intently. She moved a bit closer and let her breasts brush against his chest. She felt her nipples harden under her thin shirt and saw him take a quick breath.

  "I don't know what I was thinking," she said as she let her hands run across his chest. She could smell his skin now and she found herself wondering just what he would taste like. She had thought about what it would be like to be with him but she never thought she would have a chance. Now, standing here with him so close to her made her more brazen than normal.

  "Maybe you're right," she whispered as she leaned forward toward his neck. Her lips brushed against him lightly as she added a few more words. "Maybe I am just a little slut". She had his full attention now she realized.

  He wasn't moving – he was barely breathing. She let her tongue trail along his skin and moved a bit lower, rubbing her hips against his every so softly, "and maybe I can show you how sorry a little slut like me can be." She let the words hang in the air as her lips traveled farther down his neck.

  "Christy, I didn't mean..." She ignored his soft protests as she slowly began undoing the buttons on his shirt, one by one. With each button, she exposed more of his broad chest and continued to run kisses along his body.

  His chest was strong and hard, with a light sprinkling of dark curls and Christy felt butterflies dance in her stomach as she went lower. At one point she stopped, raised her head a bit and ran the flat of her tongue along his hard nipples. When he took a sharp breath, she felt herself get wet with excitement.

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