Step-Daddy Knows Best(closed for Ukstud69)

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Alexandra Duncan can't remember a time where her parents were actually happy together. Growing up her parents fought constantly, always dragging Alex into the middle; of course she never picked sides, causing them to only fight further. Secretly she'd wanted to choose her Dad's side; she'd always been a daddy's girl. While mom went out drinking and flirting with other guys, dad was the one who took care of her. That's why it was obvious who she went to live with when they finally split when Alex was 13. Her father had caught her mother with another man, in their home. He immediately packed his things and Alex wouldn't let him out of her sight.

From then on it was just the two of them. Her father was offered a job in Oregon, so they moved leaving everything, even her mother, back in Tennessee. Over the next 3 years Alex did not speak to or ever see her mother because she had no desire to know the woman who broke her father's heart. When Alex turned 17 her mother checked herself into rehab, got a job as a flight attendant, and managed to land a husband. Learning of her mother's turn around, Alex actually made an effort to know her, but only because her father encouraged it.

Alex spent those five years with her father mostly keeping to herself and hanging out in the two bedroom apartment she shared with her dad. Alex was a beautiful child, and had blossomed into a stunning young woman. Her wavy blonde hair fell to her mid back, and shaped her face perfectly, accentuating her olive colored skin. The lightness of her hair mixed with the deep brown of her eyes gave her a unique look, and despite her short 5'8'' stance, she carried herself as if she were 7 feet tall. She had a few friends, but she had problems trusting people, so she spent most of her time with her dad.

Two weeks before her 18th birthday, Alexandra's life took an awful turn. Her father, after suffering a severe heart attack, had passed away after fighting for 3 weeks in the hospital. Since she wasn't quite 18 yet and still in high school. the courts would not allow Alex to keep her home; she was forced to move in with her mother.

It'd been two months now living with her mother and her new husband, Todd. He was an asshole, and Alex didn't refrain from letting him know it. He was absurdly strict and wouldn't allow Alex any freedom like her father did, and her mother let him do so. With Mom being a flight attendant, she was gone all the time for work, leaving Alex in the care of her step-father. Although she turned 18, Alex had promised her mother that she would stay with them until she graduated, so that they could work on fixing their relationship, but how could that happen when she was never there?

Grieving for her father, and the shock of this new life had Alex tailspinning fast, making Todd all the more strict. She caught the worst of it sneaking in two hours past curfew while her mother was on a flight to California.

She was trying to be quiet, but the dammed door creaked so loudly ... she knew she should've made Todd fix those hinges. As she closed the door, she heard the rustling from his room. She tried to run to hers before he got up, but he stopped her dead in her tracks.
 
Alexandra's heart raced as Todd put his hand on her shoulder. Albeit, Todd was an asshole, but he was a man; and he was man enough to never put his hands on Alex or her mother in a violent way. This was just him trying to assert some sort of power of her, as he often did, and Alex didn't see him as a threat. She was however, very nervous he would smell the alcohol on her. Although she of course didn't drink (growing up with an alcoholic mother, who would?) but she had just come from a party where alcohol was everywhere. Todd certainly wouldn't believe her if she told him the truth.

Todd's hand was tight on Alex's bare shoulder; her strapless mini dress didn't cover them. She jerked her shoulder away from Todd's grip and grabbed the bottom of her black dress and tugged it down, pulling it to her mid thigh, trying to cover some more skin. Granted, Alex did dress this way often, short skirts and revealing tops, but she was in no way shape or form an easy girl. She liked to dress nice, to show off what she had. Some people would call that a tease, but Alex liked to think of it as "flaunt it if you got it."

"I know Todd, I'm late," Alex said, rolling her eyes as she stepped out of her red heels, making her even shorter in Todd's presence, allowing him to assert more power over her. But her feet were killing her, she had to have them off.

"I was out with some friends Todd, just like I told you I would be," she said, staring Todd in the eyes, pushing a loose strand of her blonde hair away from her face. "I'm sorry Todd, I lost track of time. It's late, can't we just go to bed and talk about my punishment in the morning?" she asked, hopeful, but doubtful. Todd was not the type to "talk in the morning" so Alex braced herself for what was to come.
 
Alex clenched her, trying to keep quiet as Todd scolded her. She couldn't stand him yelling at her, he wasn't her father. If it wasn't for needing a place to live to finish school, Alex would've bailed on this shit hole a long time ago. It's not that Todd was always like this, he had his moments when he was nice and Alex didn't mind being around him, but the ass hole moments outweighed the nice ones.

And Alex knew it was her fault. All she had to do was come home on time and she wouldn't have to put up with this, but a 10:00 curfew for an 18 year old on a Friday night was a little ridiculous. If her father were still alive to see Todd scolding her like this, Todd would be dead in a heartbeat. That's what would happen in Alex's dream world; but this wasn't a dream world, this was reality. Alex's father wasn't here, Todd was. That's something Alex didn't think she would ever get over.

She was doing a good job of being quite until Todd mentioned her being like her mother. Her face contorted into a nasty scowl, and she balled her hands into fists and shoved Todd. "Don't ever say that! I am nothing like my mother and I never will be!" she screamed as she tried to make her way past him. That's when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into her room. "Let me go Todd!" she yelled, pulling at her wrist, trying to plant her feet on the ground, but it was no use. Todd was strong and though Alex had strength herself, it was no match to his.

Todd's next actions took Alex by a surprise. He threw her across his lap and hiked up her dress, saying he was going to spank her. Alex had never been spanked in her life; not by her mother, and certainly never by her father. She kicked her feet and tried to get up, but Todd's hold was firm. When Todd spoke of her dead father, she went limp. She stopped fighting Todd, and tried hard to hold the tears back as the first smack landed on her ass. They weren't tears from the pain of Todd's spanking, but pain from the loss of her father. This moment brought it all to a surge of emotions.

He smacked her again, this time creating a loud smacking noise, and Alex could feel the sting from his hand. He spanked her at least ten times before tossing her on the bed and standing over her; she was sure to scold her again. She couldn't believe what had just happened,; had Todd really just spanked her? She replayed the incident in her head, hiding her face so that Todd didn't see her tears; she knew that would give him even more satisfaction.

And as shocked as she was at what had just happened, she was even more in shock that under her covers, and down between her leg, she could feel the faintest wetness in her panties.
 
Alex ignored the tingling on her ass, and the wetness she felt in her panties. "How fucked up am I?" she thought to herself as she tried to sleep. "Who gets turned on from a spanking?" She was shocked at herself and her reaction to Todd's hand slamming down hard on her ass. She tried to make sense of it until she finally fell asleep, exhausted from the night out and all the tears.

She rolled out of bed at 9:30 the next morning and pulled her dress off over her head, and wiggled her way out of her panties, letting them drop to the floor, leaving her naked. She walked to her dresser and fumbled through her pajamas until she found an oversized t-shirt, and a tiny pair of shorts that barely covered her ass, She didn't bother to put on a bra or panties, knowing that she was going to shower soon, and hoping that Todd wouldn't be awake.

Thankfully he wasn't awake, and Alex heard him snoring from the room next to hers as she made her way to the kitchen in their small 2 bedroom apartment. She made herself some toast and a cup of coffee and made her way to the living room to watch some tv. Not being able to find anything on, she'd settled on some home makeover show that seemed a little interesting as she replayed last night's scene through her head, still trying to figure out exactly what had happened.

Todd had crossed a line, Alex knew that. But she also didn't dare call him out on it. Not because she was afraid he would do it again, but because she feared that he wouldn't.
 
Alex heard the water running, and knew Todd was awake. Her stomach knotted, and she suddenly grew very uneasy at the thought of facing him this morning. Should they talk about it? Pretend it didn't happen? Alex had no idea.

When he came into the room, Alex tried hard not to turn to look at him. She kept her focus on the television, although paying no attention at all to what was on. It was quiet for a moment, until Todd started going off. She sighed heavily, calming herself down before answering.
"I didn't know you were awake Todd, I'd be happy to make you--" she stopped herself as she heard him shuffling through the fridge. She rolled her eyes, knowing he couldn't see and took another drink of her coffee.

"And I'm sorry about my room. I'll get it cleaned up as soon as I finish here. I just needed some coffee to wake me up. Sorry Todd," Alex said, with no sarcasm at all. She didn't dare speak to Todd with any trace of an attitude. She wanted him to cool off before they got into another argument. As she spoke she took the last drink of her coffee and got up to put her cup in the sink, pulling down her shorts to cover her ass as she did. Todd was standing at the counter by the sink, and as Alex passed by him, her body just slightly brushed against his and she was shocked that the brief contact sent chills through her body. She hoped he didn't notice how awkward she was this morning, she wasn't sure that she actually wanted to discuss what had happened last night.
 
Alex was taken aback as Todd slammed her over the counter and exposed her ass. He spanked her, over and over again. She felt tingling and heat in her ass as he continued to slap her, alternating cheeks, over and over. Once again, the strange feeling of arousal crept through her body as he spanked her, and cursed her for wearing such tiny shorts. She was appalled by her own reaction, which may have been what prompted her next moves.

As Todd pushed her away, she nearly lost her balance and fell to the floor, but she managed to catch herself. In a fury she turned around, hands on her hips, shorts still pulled up her ass and scowled at Todd.

"What the fuck was that for Todd!!" She exclaimed, regretting the words before they even left her mouth. "Who the hell do you think you are bending me over and spanking me like that! I am NOT a child Todd! And you are NOT my father!" She couldn't hold it in any longer, and as soon as she opened her mouth she saw Todd's face grow even more angry. She scolded herself in her head for not biting her tongue, but part of her was curious to see what he would do next. How much could he spank her until he found another form of punishment?
 
It happened before Alex even had time to protest. In the blink of an eye she was on her knees with Todd's crotch pressed against her face. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked up at Todd and saw the satisfaction on his face of having Alex exactly where he wanted her.

When Todd pulled down his shorts to reveal his hard and thick cock, Alex instantly felt a wetness beginning to form in her crotch. Yes, she'd given blowjobs before and had hooked up with previous boyfriends, but none had had a cock like this. It was so long and thick, and it was so close to her face she could see the veins running through it. She was disgusted at herself for being so aroused by this.

When Todd told her to open, she clamped her mouth shut and tried to jerk her head away, but he quickly fixed that problem. When he gripped her hair Alex fought hard not to cry out in pain. She held her breath for as long as she could before she had to gasp for air, and Todd forced his cock into her mouth. Immediately Alex started gagging around his cock; it filled her mouth, slamming the back of her throat as he began to fuck her face, thrusting his hips to her face as he pulled her head back and forth at the same time.

His pace quickened as Alex's eyes started to water, and her head slammed against the cupboard. The strange thing was that Alex felt aroused by this. She could feel the wet spot in her shorts growing bigger and bigger. She tried to tell herself how wrong this was, that she shouldn't be aroused, but she couldn't help it. Her pussy was getting wet from being forced to suck her step fathers cock; how fucked up was that?
 
Alex choked and gagged as Todd continued to abuse her mouth. She couldn't believe this was happening right now; with her step-father, in the kitchen, and that she was actually turned on by it!

She tried hard to think of something else, how wrong this was or how mean Todd was, but nothing could stop the wetness from seeping out of her. Finally, after what had felt like hours, Todd exploded in Alex's mouth. She felt his hot cum shoot into the back of her throat, making her cough on his cock, but he didn't take it out of her mouth. She felt him grab her throat and her nose, forcing her to swallow all of his cum, and she did, fearful of what he'd do if she hadn't.

Todd walked away, leaving Alex on the kitchen floor. She tried to ignore it, but her wet cunt was throbbing. She got up from the floor and ran to her bedroom and locked the door. She figured that Todd would assume she was crying or something, but she certainly didn't think he would have ever guessed what she was going to do.

As soon as the door locked Alex ripped her panties from her body and tossed herself on the bed. She pulled her knees up, and spread her legs open wide as she let her hands trail down to her already sopping pussy. She couldn't believe that being forced to suck Todd's dick would have her so horny and ready to be fucked.

Todd's cock was all she could think about as the teased and tortured her clit with her middle finger; moving around in slow circles, picking up the pace as she grew more and more hungry. Finally, after teasing herself, she thrust her 2 middle fingers into her tight hole. She couldn't help but let out a moan as she did, and finding her g-spot, she began to stroke it slowly. Her hips began bucking like crazy on her bed, and she knew that it was making her bed squeak.

She was breathing heavily now, occasionally whimpering when she hit just the right spot, and she at last felt herself about to climax. Her hips went wild and she stroked her g-spot with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other as she came hard and fast all over her hands.

She was unsure how loud she had screamed when she orgasmed, but there was no question about what she had yelled ..... her step-father's name.
 
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