Chapter 2
Kara licked her lips as she waved goodbye to her mother, acutely aware of her stepfather standing next to her with his arm around her shoulders.
Just like a good stepfather would. Her mother was going away for to visit her sister, so it would be just her and Daddy all weekend until her mother came home again.
She didn't know whether to be excited or scared.
The only time she got to sleep wrapped in Daddy's arms were the rare times her mother went out of town, but she knew that this time was going to be different.
Over the last week her Daddy had become quite enamored of playing with her tiny little asshole during his nightly visits and she knew that fucking her eager mouth and her hot pussy were no longer enough for him.
At the age of eighteen she'd lost her virginity to her stepdad and now he was going to pop her anal cherry as well.
Probably this weekend. She tried not to think about it, but it had been impossible to ignore the fact that every night for the past week he'd played with her tender little asshole for longer and longer periods of time before finally fucking her needy pussy.
He'd licked it, shoved two of his fat fingers in it, and rooted around inside the burning tunnel for at least half an hour last night before finally giving in to her pleas to leave her asshole alone and fuck her good and hard.
"Well it's just you and me now, babygirl," he said, grinning at her.
Kara smiled happily up at him. He only called her babygirl when they were alone. She enjoyed acting immaturely, knowing that it would often lead to a spanking, that pleasurable pain that she craved so much. "What do you want to do first?"
"Can I make you breakfast, Daddy?" she asked.
He ruffled her hair. "Of course you can, sweetheart.
That's probably a good idea, because I have stuff to attend to up in my bedroom.
.. get some things ready for later." He winked at her and she squealed with happiness, knowing that he was getting something ready for her. Something sexy and exciting.
A flicker of fear went over her face and she wondered if it would have something to do with her virginal asshole. Of course Daddy saw that little flicker of fear but he didn't say anything reassuring.
"Go get breakfast ready, babygirl, and don't forget to put on an apron."
A firm swat to her backside had her squealing as she scampered off toward the kitchen. Kara smiled, knowing that when Daddy reminded her to put on an apron what he really meant was that the next time he saw her she better not be in anything other than an apron.
Reaching the kitchen, she quickly stripped down and then pulled out an apron which would cover her from breasts to knees and protect her skin when she was doing things like making sizzling strips of bacon.
The first time she'd cooked for him she'd done so unprotected by anything and had ended up with little spot burns from the oil she’d sautéed vegetables in.
Deciding that she would make chocolate chip pancakes and sausages, Kara got the supplies ready.
She purposefully didn't clean up the excess mix that spilled onto the counter and was rather sloppy as she stirred the batter in the large mixing bowl. Splashes of milk spattered out of it. She didn't clean up those either.
When Daddy finally got down to the kitchen and saw the mess that she'd made, he frowned even as his cock lifted. Kara's pussy clenched as she saw his expression, knowing that she was going to be getting a major spanking.
"Babygirl, what have I said about making messes?"
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I was just trying to get your breakfast ready in time," she said with a pout, knowing that they both liked it more when she tried to get out of her punishments.
Daddy shook his head. "Well now we're not going to eat in time anyway because I have to take the time to spank a naughty girl."
"Oh Daddy no, please," she begged, clasping her hands in front of her and making sure that she squeezed her cleavage tightly together over the neckline of the apron as she did so. Beneath the fabric her nipples were hard little points, very visible against the thin material.
"Then you shouldn't have made a mess," he said sternly, grabbing her by the arm with one hand as he picked up the spatula with his other.
Kara's eyes got wide. The utensil hadn't been used yet—in fact she hadn't even turned on the stove because she had been pretty sure her bottom would be getting a heavy beating before she got to that point, but Daddy had never used anything but his hand to punish her!
"Daddy please, I'm sorry!" she wailed as he pulled the ends of the apron, making it fall from her body before he upended her over his lap.
Ignoring her begging and apologies, her Daddy rested his heavy arm across the length of her back and then she shrieked as the hard plastic of the spatula came down on her poor bottom. It hurt so much more than his hand! It stung, it burned, it throbbed!
She didn't know it, but it also made a rather distinctive mark on her pale skin; three white spaces standing out distinctly from the bright red of where the plastic had hit, a definite outline of the implement's features visible on her buttocks.
Smiling, pleased with both her reaction and the spatula's imprint on her butt, her Daddy raised his hand again.
Smack! Thwap!
Kara screamed, begging with more fervor now, even as she felt her pussy begin to drip. That hurt! More than she'd expected! And yet she found her bottom pushing upward as if asking for more, even as she begged him to stop. Her body wanted it, craved it... and her swollen pussy showed it.
"Daddy, noooooooooooooo," she wailed as he smacked the spatula against her sit-spot and the resulting pain made her legs kick.
She'd forgotten how much harder he spanked when he didn't need to worry about his wife overhearing Kara's cries. The skin of her bottom felt tight, swollen and hot as he rubbed his hand over it, making it sting even more.
"Is that enough, babygirl?"
"Yes! Yes!"
Chuckling, he put the spatula down on the table beside them and felt Kara sag in relief. When he put his fingers to her sopping wet hole she moaned in encouragement.
"Such a delightful little slut," he said, pushing his fingers in deep and frigging her hard. "No matter how much you cry and beg me to stop, this hot little hole always lets me know how much you really like it."
"Yes Daddy," Kara said with a whimper as he twisted his fingers inside of her.
"Get up and straddle me, babygirl, I want you to ride me."
His fingers slid out of her as she quickly got to her feet and spread her legs across his lap, wincing a little as her bottom protested the movements.
The aftereffects of the spanking would burn while she fucked him and she couldn't wait.
Arranging herself over him, Kara gripped her Daddy's hard cock in her hand and lined it up with her needy pussy.
They both moaned as she began to sink down onto him, he with pure pleasure, she with a mix of pain and pleasure as her muscles ached and stretched to accommodate his huge cock. Now she was burning inside and out and it felt so good.
Resting her hands on his shoulders, Kara began to move up and down, working herself farther onto her Daddy's cock with every bounce.
"Fuck yes, babygirl, ride your Daddy hard," he said, grasping her bottom in one hand and a bouncing breast in the other.
"No, stop! Daddy!" Kara protested as two of the fingers of the hand gripping her bottom— the two that had been working in and out of her pussy and so were thoroughly coated with her juices—were pressed against her crinkled backdoor.
"Shhh, take it babygirl, I want you to ride my cock with your hot little cunt while you swallow my fingers up in that sweet ass."
Kara moaned at the crude and exciting words, her holes tightening down instinctively as he forced his fingers into her tight backside.
The burn increased as her tight ring of muscle was penetrated.
Daddy pinched her nipple, tugging it upward to get her moving again.
That felt good too and she arched her back, pushing her breasts toward his face.
But when she tried to sink down onto his cock again she could feel his fingers pushing back into her tight ass and she wriggled, trying to escape the double penetration.
It was useless. Daddy watched her face contort as she filled herself up, unable to fuck him without pushing her tight asshole onto his fingers as well.
The palm of his hand rubbed against her reddened cheeks, increasing the sensation of tingling sparks inside and out.
"Ooooo Daddy...." Kara moaned as she rode him, her movements slowly becoming faster despite the burning stretch of his fingers in her rear entrance.
It made her pussy feel so much tighter, so much more alive around his big cock and she needed to come so bad that she was starting to not care that her little asshole was being penetrated as well.
As her sore bottom smacked against his thighs, she began to ride him good and hard, her breasts bouncing, holes squeezing, and the rising pleasure coiling inside of her.
"That's it, babygirl, fuck me good. I'm going to have my cock up this tight little asshole later tonight and then you'll be all mine."
"Please Daddy, noooooo!"
But she knew that he would and the visual that planted in her mind, the rough fingering of her ass as she bounced on her lap, made her come harder than she ever had before when she was on top.
She screamed, writhing against him as the orgasm crashed into her, hard and hot and mind-melting.
Inside her, Daddy remained hard and throbbing, a pole that her spasming cunt could wrap itself around as she rubbed her hot little self all over his lap.
He pinched at her nipple as she came, sending darting waves of extra pleasure through her ecstasy.