At Home Late CH 28

Nothing he would believe anyway. “Ashley? Answer me!”
I realize I have two directions I can go here. I can be the cowering daughter,
giving into my stepdad’s authority, as hypocritical as that authority is. Or, I can
take advantage of my newfound knowledge and change the dynamic between
Alex and me
I give him a slight smile. “What am I doing?” “That’s what I asked,” he says,
glaring at me.
“I’m reading. And I’m really enjoying what I’m reading. As you can tell by what I
was doing.*
Alex stares at me with wide eyes, obviously shocked by my response.
I continue, “I really think you’re a good writer, Daddy, and I especially like your
subject matter.”
see his mind working, but he still doesn’t reply.
“And you know what I really love, Daddy? I really love how you’ve taken things
you and I have done together and put them in your stories. Like the time we
stayed overnight in that motel on the way to cheer camp. Or the time I served
you breakfast in bed. God, that story was so exciting. I almost
came from just reading it.”
He shakes his head. “No, I don’t do that.”
I ignore him and say, “Are you going to write a new story? One about you coming
home to discover your daughter in your office, reading your stories and rubbing
her pussy in your chair?”
“Ashley, stop,” he whispers.
“I have to say, Daddy, I don’t think it’s fair that I’m the inspiration for so many of
your stories, but you don’t let me read
them.”
“Please stop.”
“And now that I know about this, I can inspire all kinds of new stories. Just think
of the possibilities. My imagination is pretty good. For example, what if I snuck
into your bedroom late at night and sucked you while Mom was sleeping right
next to you? You can call that one ‘Waking my Stepdad.”
His eyes tum angry again. “You need to watch your mouth, Ashley,”
“Or what? Are you going to tell Mom? Does she know about this? I really doubt
it.”
He frowns. “Did you happen to read the one titled “Spanked by my Stepdad?
That could happen too, you know.”
I meet his angry gaze, refusing to flinch. “Let me guess,” I say, “Daddy spanks his
stepdaughter and she likes it. Then they fuck.”
“That’s the fiction,” he growls. “Something tells me the reality is going to be more
painful for you.”
I grin and stand, then walk around to his side of the desk, facing him. “Let’s write
a story together Daddy.”
“Don’t do this “His voice is low and threatening.
I smile again and turn around, leaning over to grip the edge of his desk. Then I
arch my back, causing my ass to tilt up. My nightshirt rides up, revealing my
panty–clad ass to his gaze.
“Stop it Ashley. Right now!”
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I wiggle my butt in his direction. “Come on, Daddy. Prove you can do more than
just write about your fantasies, mana
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them come true. Spank me like the daddy in the story did. You can-”
Smack!
The cracking sound echoes in the quiet room, and it takes my brain a moment to
register the pain.
“Owww!” I cry.
I try to straighten, but a strong hand presses down on my back, holding
me in place.
Smack!
Suddenly, my other ass cheek is on fire like the first. “Owwww!” I wail. It feels like
my ass is on fire.
Without warning, my panties are yanked down to my thighs. Smack!
Smack! One on each bare cheek. “Uhhh! Stop it! That hurts!” “Smack!”
tow, ow, Owwwwww!
It feels like a thousand wasps are stinging my ass. I try to reach back and block
the next blow, but Alex brushes my hand aside and spanks me again.
Smack!
“Uhhhh. Please, Daddy. Stop it!”
I flinch, anticipating the next spank, but it doesn’t come. Instead, Alex speaks, his
voice low and steady.
“I want you to apologize for invading my privacy.” “I’m sorry, Daddy! Please, don’t
hit me again!”
“And I want you to apologize for reading my stories without my permission.”
“I apologize! I won’t do it again!”
I flinch again as I feel his hand on my hot ass. But instead of spanking me, he
begins to gently rub the inflamed skin, soothing it.
“Now I want you to apologize for doing that in my chair. It was lewd and vulgar.”
I’m sorry! I never do it again! I promise!”
His hand continues to rub, easing the fire somewhat
“It was embarrassing, showing me how you play with your pussy. That should be
done in the privacy of your bedroom.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
His fingers glide lightly over the skin of my ass, dangerously close to the edge of
my pussy. I know he can see the twin swells of my swollen outer lips as they press
together to form the delicate vertical slit. I wonder if he notices the wetness along
that furrow
A visible shudder ripples through me, and although I try to stop myself, I arch my
back a little more, causing my ass to tilt up farther, as if I’m offering my pussy to
him.
I flinch again, expecting retaliation for my brazen display, but he
continues to caress my heated flesh, soothing the pain he’d previously caused.
“Did you really enjoy my stories?” His voice was softer now, the hard edge gone.
“I love them Daddy. They made me so wet.” “I can see that. Your pussy is soaked.”
His hand continues to move..
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“I didn’t know you shaved.”
“It feels so much better that way, Daddy.” “It’s very smooth.”
His fingertips graze over my outer lips so lightly. I wonder if I’m imagining it. I
shudder again, and emit a low groan.
“Did you read the story, “Shaved by my Stepdad?” His fingers brush over my
pussy again.
I whimper. “No, Daddy, but it sounds wonderful.”
“The stepdad shaves her nice and clean, and then uses his tongue on her freshly
smooth skin.”
“Oh god, that’s so sexy,”
I feel his fingertips at my slit, teasing the slick skin there.
“And then the daughter repays the favor by sucking his big cock.” I groan again,
and say, “I love sucking big cocks.”
Too late, I realize my mistake. I just admitted to my strict stepdad that I loved
sucking cock. I flinch in anticipation of his hand smacking my ass.
But instead, his fingers push into my slit, caressing my inner slick flesh. I groan
from the sudden pleasure.
“You’re a naughty girl,” he says as he finds my clit and rolls his fingers over it.
I cry out and my body jerks from his touch. It feels like an electrical current is
running through me.
“Does that feel good?” he asks as he continues to caress my pussy. “Oh yeah. It
feels amazing.” I can feel my hamstrings twitching.
He shoves two fingers in me and begins fucking me with them. His fingers make
a slurping sound in my wet pussy.
“Oh, Daddy,” I groan.
“Have you been fucking boys behind my back?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“They must have little dicks, because your pussy is still tight.” “Ohhh.”
“You need a big cock to really satisfy you.” “Yes”
I’m finding it hard to speak because of what his fingers are doing to me. It seems
like he knows exactly how to touch me to draw the pleasure from my body. And
it’s having an effect, as I feel my climax rushing at me.
He continues to fuck me with his fingers, but now he’s also rolling his thumb over
my clit. I begin to gasp, feeling that tightening knot of tension inside of me,
shrinking down to a pinpoint. My entire body is quivering in anticipation.
With a loud cry, I go over the edge, my climax pounding through me, my body
jerking and convulsing. His fingers are relentless, fucking and stroking, driving my
pleasure even higher. My pussy squeezes his invading digits in harsh contractions
as I gasp and groan
My orgasm goes on for several long moments, and then it’s over, my body
calming. Daddy stops moving his fingers but leaves them in me, giving my pussy
something to twitch around as I settle down.