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Princess Kaitlin and Our First Time
by Teeman2000 (teebob2000@yahoo.com)

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My 14-year-old step-daughter and I begin a deep and 
loving relationship. (M/f-teen, ped, 1st, mast, oral)

***

I got remarried a few years ago to a beautiful woman 
who had an 10-year-old daughter named Kaitlin.

I've watched Kaitlin grow from a shy little girl into a 
strong, athletic 14-year-old young woman. She plays 
soccer and is a talented player with a very mature 
body. Her glutes and thighs are large and strong (yes, 
it means she has a big ass; very tight, very firm, and 
big!). Around the house she wears too-tight boy shorts 
(but ANY boy shorts would be too tight on her ass!), or 
thin cotton pajama bottoms, usually with no panties 
which means I get an eyeful of that round, bouncy ass 
every day. Her breasts have grown into perfectly 
developed pert, firm B/C-cups. On top she tends to wear 
tight designer (Aeropostale, etc) t-shirts, which are 
usually really cheap and very thin, or loose, over-
sized tops, both without a bra which means I either get 
nice perky tits and nipples bouncing under a tight t-
shirt, or the occasional down-shirt flashes if she 
bends over in a loose top.

She's got long, nearly waist-length straight blonde 
hair, and gorgeous blue eyes. I've seen Kaitlin nude 
for a few brief seconds (unintentionally!) a couple 
times since her mom and I got married. I've tried to 
resist fantasizing about her though, because I did feel 
guilty about having those kind of thoughts about her, 
but I will admit to thinking about fucking that 
incredible tight body on more than one jerk-off 
session.

As she's gotten older, she's developing more 
independence, and more than a little teenaged attitude! 
She's usually good about doing things -- homework, 
helping around the house -- but sometimes it takes us 
several times asking her to get them done. I've talked 
to my wife a couple of times about it and how I get 
pissed off about it, but she chalks it up to Kaitlin 
being an only child and getting a little spoiled 
growing up. She can be a little overly-defensive about 
Kaitlin. And overall, she's a good kid.

One day, however, she got way out of line and we went 
to a place that I'd only fantasized about, but never 
dreamed would be a reality.

Her mom was gone on an overnight business trip, so it 
was just the two of us at home. When I left for work 
that morning, I told her she'd have to empty the 
dishwasher and start her laundry when she got home from 
school. "Yeah, yeah, I know," she dismissed me, as she 
usually did. Detecting some attitude coming on, I told 
her, "I mean it, I really want you to have that taken 
care of when I get home. As long as your mom isn't here 
to hide behind her apron, you'll listen to me."

"Yes, DADDY," she shot back, loaded with sarcasm.

"You're not too old for a nice hard spanking, y'know!" 
She squealed and scampered up the stairs to her room 
and slammed her door, her sweet ass flexing with each 
step beneath her pajamas.

I got home from work later that afternoon and first 
thing I checked coming into the house was the laundry, 
as it was in our mudroom. No load in the washer, 
nothing in the dryer. Maybe she was done and put 
everything away, but I knew better. Next I went into 
the kitchen. Dishwasher light on, meaning it had 
finished but the door hadn't been opened. I was pissed.

"Kaitlin!" I called out to her. No answer. As I headed 
up the stairs I passed her closed bedroor door, music 
blaring from in her room. I changed into a pair of 
lounging pants and a t-shirt, then went back downstairs 
and figured I'd wait her out. She had to come out 
eventually.

After a short time I heard her bedroom door open. 
"Kaitlin!" I shouted.

"Yeah?"

"Come down her please. Now."

She came down the stairs, a bit pouty, looking like she 
knew she was in trouble. She was wearing pajama bottoms 
and tight, short t-shirt that showed a sliver of bare, 
tight midsection and allowed those tits to pop through 
nicely, and bounce as she took each step. I wanted to 
fuck her right then and there!

"You didn't do anything I asked, did you."

"Not yet," she answered, "I'll do it! Liike I always 
end up doing it! I wanted to play on the computer when 
I got home!"

"That's not what I told you you needed to do!" She was 
silent. "Was it!" She jumped, her tits gave a little 
bounce.

"No, but I said I'd do it!"

I grasped her roughly by the arm and she cried out, 
"ouch! That hurts!"

"What did I say before I left?" I shouted and pulled 
her over to the sofa. I sat down in the center of the 
sofa and pulled her face down across my lap, her sweet 
bottom jiggling as she tried to break my grasp. She was 
fighting back and could really muster some strength! 
With my left hand I clasped her arm behind her back to 
hold her in place, then raised my right hand and 
brought it down hard on her ass. THWACK!! 

I was shocked how the sound echoed in our vaulted 
family room ceiling. She was really stunned, I thought, 
that I had actually struck her. I couldn't believe 
myself that I was going through with it. I came down on 
her ass a second time. THWACK!! A half-dozen more times 
I swatted her, each time she jumped in my lap but she 
had stopped struggling so I released her arm.

I sat for a couple of seconds, my mind racing about 
what to do next. I should have stopped there, should 
have let her go up to her room. I suddenly became aware 
of my erect cock straining against my lounging pants, 
aching to spring free. I shouldn't have done it, I know 
I shouldn't have, but I had to. I grasped the sides of 
her pajama bottoms and slowly pulled them down her 
hips. 

Incredibly, she raised her hips slightly off my lap to 
assist me, and I pulled her bottoms down to mid-thigh. 
Her shapely ass appeared before my disbelieving eyes. 
It was round and beautiful, as beautiful as I had 
imagined it, blushing pink and red from the spanks, 
like a ripe perfect apple. I rested my right hand on 
her skin, feeling the heat coming up from where I had 
struck her. I gently caressed all around her soft, firm 
cheeks. It was like a dream.

What happened next shocked me back to reality, and 
nearly made me come in my pants. Softly, almost 
imperceptibly, Kaitlin said, "spank me, Daddy."

I raised my right hand and brought it down a little 
more gently on her bare flesh. It made a light crack! 
sound. Before I could raise my hand a second time, she 
repeated: "spank me, Daddy." I struck more firmly and 
the sound grew louder. Then I struck again, and again, 
my hand building velocity and firmness with every 
strike. I must have swatted her two dozen more times, 
each time I marveled at how her beautiful ass shook in 
response. My hand was creating a pattern of dark red 
prints spread across both ass cheeks. I noticed that 
each time I struck her she didn't cry out as I had 
expected; her head jolted up and a soft "yipe" escaped 
her lips.

I paused again in my attack and stroked her warm red 
flesh. "Does it hurt, Princess?" I asked her.

"Yes, Daddy," she answered back softly.

Now, I had never called her "Princess" before that 
moment, and she had never called me "Daddy". We simply 
fell into our roles effortlessly, almost as though they 
had been scripted for us.

"Baby, Daddy is going to take your PJ bottoms off the 
rest of the way," I said, stroking the long blonde hair 
laid down her back with my left hand.

"Yes, Daddy, she answered. I grasped her bottoms again 
and pulled them down to her knees, past them, and she 
bent at the knees putting her feet into the air, and I 
pulled them up and off completely. She let her right 
leg down off my lap to the floor. That spread her upper 
thighs apart and I was able to see for the first time 
her soft, blonde mound and could just make out under 
her fur her beautiful little pussy. I was caught off-
guard by the unmistakable scent of an aroused woman.

I put both hands on her ass and started caressing all 
around, to her hips, up to her lower back, down over 
her ass to the top of her thighs. I didn't know what to 
do next. I knew to go any further was totally, 
completely wrong, yet I couldn't stop myself. It was as 
though I couldn't control my own movements. I could 
feel my hard cock beating in time with my heart.

"Daddy has to touch you now, Princess," I said. Kaitlin 
had laid her head down on the couch, and she inched her 
legs a bit farther apart. My right hand was working all 
on its own now. I ran my fingers up from her mid-leg to 
her hip, across to trace the bottom of her round cheek, 
then to her inner thigh. I was close enough to her 
pussy that I could feel the warmth it was radiating. I 
moved my fingers closer until I felt her sparse bush. 

I stroked her very upper thigh, moving in until I felt 
the rise of her pubic mound. I gently touched all 
around, but not on, her pussy lips, wanting to first 
feel every square centimeter of her virginal cunt. She 
started making very slight circular movements with her 
hips to match my touches, like her pussy was reaching 
for my hand.

At last I couldn't hold back any longer. I touched her 
outer pussy lips and I ran my fingers lightly up, then 
down, the length of her snatch. "Daddy," I heard her 
murmur softly. "Daddy," she repeated. I needed to 
touch, to feel inside that virgin cunt, to know I would 
be the first to violate her. It made me feel very 
powerful.

"My pretty baby," I said, stroking her blonde hair that 
lay between her shoulder blades with my left hand. 
"Daddy loves his pretty Princess Kaitlin." She smiled 
slightly and purred in response.

I laid my fingers lengthwise along her swollen pussy 
lips and started gently an up-and-down sawing motion, 
trying to ease my finger inside her. Her hips rose and 
fell slightly to counter every movement I made. My 
fingers soon slipped just inside her lips, and I felt 
them immediately covered in her pussy juices. With her 
aroused lubrication it became easier to wiggle my 
fingers inside her tight cunt, but I wanted to be 
gentle. 

I curled my index and middle fingers and pushed the 
tips into her little fuckhole. She gasped, lifted her 
head, her body tightened up, I stopped, and waited a 
moment. Then I pushed them in a bit further, up to the 
first knuckle. She sighed and I felt her body relax, 
laying her head back down.

I pushed again, to the second knuckle. I marveled at 
how tight she was and knew I could only fuck her with 
one finger. "You have a very pretty little cunt, 
Princess," I said. "Daddy's never seen one prettier."

"Thank you, Daddy."

I started moving in and out of her with just my index 
finger. I extended my middle finger outside her pussy 
and used it to rub against her hard clit as I finger-
fucked her. As soon as I touched her clit it was like 
an electric jolt went through her. She gasped.

After a few minutes of fucking her, I asked her, 
"Princess, do you ever touch yourself here when you're 
alone?" She was silent. "It's OK, Princess, it's not 
dirty. It's normal for girls your age to want to feel 
good. Do you touch yourself in bed or when you take a 
bath?"

"You won't be mad if I do, Daddy?"

"No, Princess, Daddy wants to know you can make 
yourself feel good."

"Well... I do sometimes in the tub. When I take a bath 
I use the shower wand down there and it feels good, 
just like it feels now."

"What do you think about when you do that, Princess?"

"I don't know... I don't... I don't want you to be 
mad."

"Daddy won't get mad, I promise. Daddy loves you, 
Princess. You can tell Daddy everything."

"I... I think about boys. Girls in school talk about 
boys touching them, touching their boobs, and how they 
touch the boys back, inside their pants they touch 
their things."

"Have you let boys touch you, Princess? Or have you 
touched a boy's penis?"

"Oh, no, no, Daddy. I know that's bad. But, I've 
thought... no..."

"What, Princess? You need to tell Daddy all your 
secrets."

"I... no, I can't say. I'm ashamed."

I grasped a handful of her long hair with my left hand 
and jerked her head back a little, causing her to gasp. 
"You can't keep anything from Daddy, my Princess."

"I... I have thought, when I touch myself sometimes... 
I've... thought about you touching me down there... and 
me touching inside your pants... and seeing your thing 
when it gets hard."

I was really shocked by that. I hadn't expected it. 
"Oh, Princess, Daddy thinks about you, too, when he 
touches his penis. Daddy thinks about your pretty 
little cunt, and touching your pretty breasts, and I 
think about putting my penis inside your mouth. That 
makes Daddy feel very good, Princess."

"Oh, Daddy!" she cried. I started rubbing hard on her 
clit now, my index finger buried deep inside her, 
touching against the back of her little cunt. "Daddy! 
Daddy!" she cried over and over as body began to shake. 
I could feel her tight snatch really clamping down on 
my finger and her hips bucked faster and faster as she 
built toward an orgasm. I pulled on her hair again, 
causing her head to pull back.

"Pretty little cunt," I said. "Yes, Daddy," she 
whispered back hoarsely. "Pretty little cunt," I 
repeated. "Yes, Daddy."

She started grunting in time to my rubbing against her 
clit and I felt her coming against my hand, pushing 
back against my pressure, my finger stroking the inside 
wall of her hole. Her body jerked a few times, and then 
I felt her cunt spasms weaken and subside. I rubbed my 
hand across her beautiful ass and caressed her hair. 
She slid off my lap and knelt on the floor facing me, 
between my legs, catching her breath.

I leaned forward, touching Kaitlin's face, taking her 
soft cheeks between my hands and raising her face to 
mine. "Daddy loves you," I whispered, and she smiled. 
She closed her eyes and we kissed an amazing kiss. I 
let my hands drop from her face to her shoulders, down 
her sides down to the bottom hem of her shirt. I 
slipped my fingers inside and brushed against her hard 
stomach. I felt her breath quicken as we continued 
kissing. 

I moved my hands up inside her shirt until I felt the 
bottom graceful curve of her full breasts. She pulled 
her lips slightly from mine, she opened her eyes and 
looked deeply into mine. She silently mouthed, "Oh, 
Daddy."

She leaned her head forward until she rested against my 
left shoulder. "Daddy loves his Princess," I whispered. 
Kaitlin purred quietly. I cupped my hands under her 
breasts; they felt heavier than they looked, probably 
because they appeared so high and perky. I extended my 
thumbs up and they brushed against her creamy tits 
until they simultaneously found her nipples. 

She jumped a little and gasped again. I rubbed my 
thumbs back and forth across her nipples and felt them 
stiffen immediately to my touch. The skin on her entire 
areolas responded with chillbumps. "Does Princess like 
that?" I asked her. Kaitlin nodded ever so slightly and 
sighed, "mm-hmm." I rubbed a little more roughly and 
she purred her approval.

My cock was aching to be released from inside my 
lounging pants. I pulled my right hand from her tits 
(as much as I hated to do that!!) and reached down to 
the buttons that held my straining dick captive. I 
undid the buttons and it finally sprang free. I reached 
out and caressed gently up and down Kaitlin's left arm, 
then down to her hand. I took her hand and moved it to 
my lap. She gasped again and pulled back in shock when 
her fingers brushed against the hot skin of my 
straining cock. It wavered and bobbed in search of her 
soft touch. 

I grasped her wrist more firmly and pulled her back in. 
I cupped my larger hand around her smaller, delicate 
hand and moved her to grasp around my cock. I felt my 
cock twitch when she clasped it. I moved slowly up and 
down the shaft, guiding her hand by the movement. After 
repeating it a couple of times I felt her grasp 
strengthen and she began stroking on her own, and I 
pulled my hand from hers and moved it back under her 
shirt.

"Oh, Princess!" I moaned. "Daddy loves his pretty 
baby."

I felt her look down at the angry, purple-headed cock 
in her hands. "Daddy, is that good? Is that what you 
like?"

"Princess, you make Daddy feel very good. Daddy loves 
his angel so much."

"I want you to feel good like I felt good, Daddy. Will 
you be able to finish, do you think?"

"Daddy's sure he'll finish, Princess. You're the best 
little Princess for Daddy's penis that he's ever had." 
I wasn't lying. Her soft hand... her nervous energy... 
her eagerness to please me... It was the single most 
amazing sexual feeling I'd ever had in my life. I was 
determined that this first time together wouldn't be 
our only time.

"Raise your arms up, Princess," I told Kaitlin. I 
whipped her shirt up all the way off her and her firm 
tits bounced free. God, they were the most perfect tits 
I'd ever seen in my life, her big brown nipples 
standing up. She then went back to work on my cock, 
this time with both hands.

I reached over and cupped Kaitlin's tits for a few 
moments, then rubbed and pinched her nipples. "Oooo, 
Daddy!" she squealed. I asked her if it was OK to do 
that. "Yes, Daddy, it feels good when you pinch my 
nipples. That's what I do when I touch myself in the 
tub."

After stroking my cock for a few minutes longer, 
Kaitlin asked me, "Daddy, tell me what you want me to 
do." I took my right hand off her breast and put it 
behind her head, guiding it gently downward toward my 
cock, the tip now coated with precome.

"Lick on it, honey. Lick the top, where it's dripping."

"Yes, Daddy."

Kaitlin stopped stroking and leaned forward, grasping 
my cock with both hands. She looked at my cock for a 
second, deciding where to start on it. She stuck her 
tongue out and licked at my cock head tentatively. She 
did it a couple more times, the gooey precome leaving 
trails off her tongue. She tasted it for a second. 
"It's hot and a little salty," she said, kind of 
smacking her lips. "I like it, I think, Daddy." She 
leaned forward again, opened her mouth and gently put 
it over my throbbing head, and closed her mouth around 
it. I felt her suck gently and swirl her tongue around 
the head. She drew my cock into her mouth a couple 
inches, then pulled back up, and went down again.

"Oh, honey," I moaned, "Daddy likes that a lot. Keep 
doing that, Princess." Her head bobbed up and down now 
more quickly, though she couldn't take too much in 
without gagging. "Use your hands, too, honey," I told 
her. She resumed stroking up and down with both hands 
and locked her lips around the corona of my swollen 
head. I felt tingling in my balls, and I felt the come 
building, ready to explode.

"Princess, don't stop, honey," I said. "Don't be 
scared, but Daddy's going to come. Keep stroking with 
your hands and just suck hard with your mouth. Daddy's 
come will shoot out in big gobs, you swallow down as 
much as you can, OK, honey?" Kaitlin hummed "mm-hmm" 
and nodded her head and sucked intently on my head, her 
eager hands working faster on my shaft.

A few seconds later I felt myself right at the edge. 
"Oh, fuck, my pretty baby, here it comes! Suck, 
Kaitlin, suck hard!"

My first shot of jizz into her waiting mouth made her 
jump but she didn't lose her stroking rhythm and she 
swallowed it right down like a champion cocksucker. It 
was the most intense orgasm I'd ever felt in my life. I 
shot off again, and again I watched her suck it right 
down, she was able to keep up. Her perfect firm 
stroking kept me going, the volume felt like more come 
than I'd shot before. After 5 or 6 spurts she couldn't 
take any more. 

She pulled her mouth up off my cock and gagged a little 
bit, come running back out of her mouth and onto my 
cock. My come and her saliva added lubrication to my 
shaft and her hands stroked faster now. She watched as 
my last spurts shot out, then milked out the last globs 
of come, oozing out of the head and down my shaft over 
her fingers.

I leaned back on the couch, exhausted. "Oh, Kaitlin, 
honey, that was amazing!"

She smiled, leaned forward and started licking all 
around the head, and down the side slurping up what she 
had missed. She said, "I'll be right back, Daddy." 
Still naked, she stood up and walked into our kitchen, 
her beautiful ass wiggling behind her. She came back 
out, her pert tits bouncing ahead of her. She brought 
over a paper towel, kneeled at my feet and proceeded to 
finish cleaning my cock and her hands. She threw the 
paper towel on the floor, then sat down on my lap, 
throwing her arms around my neck and nuzzling up 
against me.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Princess?"

"Daddy, can we do that again? Soon?"

It was music to my ears. "Yes, of course, honey. Daddy 
loves his baby. And next time, Daddy will kiss your 
kitty to make you feel good."

"Mm-hmm. I think I'd like that. Thank you, Daddy." 

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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