Naked Time-Out (2 page)

“You’d do that?” She liked the idea, and
smiled at him while he remained close and waited for a more
favorable answer. She hoped he’d want to go through with his
repercussion, but she wasn’t going to make it easy on him. However,
naked time-out sounded fun.

“I’d pretty much do anything to see you
stand in the corner nude. In fact, I’m going to go to the kitchen
and get a spatula, and if you’re not in the corner by the time I
get back, you’re in real trouble.”

She wasn’t sure if he was totally full of
shit about the spatula, but he still turned toward the kitchen as
if determined to punish her with spankings. Cynthia thought about
it for a moment, wondering which idea she liked more—him lugging
her over his shoulder with determination to make her or continuing
with his threats that probably meant nothing. With a quick decision
she decided to play along. “No, daddy, don’t put me in time-out,”
she said in mocking in protest.

He spun around and grinned. “So, you’re into
it?”

“Sure, I like it.” She shrugged. “But
exactly how are you going to get me naked if I’m being
difficult?”

“I’m going to count to three…”

She laughed. “That’s awesome. You have put
some thought into this.”

“Hell yes. Hands on the wall, bare ass out
towards me,” he said with a gazed expression as if visualizing her
in time-out, “and getting to jack off while you hold still and me
doing all sorts of unmentionables behind your back.” With more
determination than ever, he pointed to the corner with a stern
expression. Although his threat was near comical. “Now get naked
and go to time-out, Cynthia, or so help me I’ll start
counting.”

“Well, I wouldn’t want you to do
that
.” She sniggered. “Only trouble is, I don’t know how to
take off my own clothes, daddy.” She pouted.

“That is a problem—” He grinned. “—a
terrible predicament.” She nodded, and twirled her finger around
her hair. Pity she wasn’t wearing pigtails. “I suppose I could
assist if needed.”

“It
is
needed. I don’t think I could
manage on my own.” She looked down to her shirt, puffed out her
chest, and stuck out her bottom lip even further. “Buttons are
tricky.”

“Yeah, really tricky,” he repeated. “Come
here, baby, and let daddy show you how it’s done.”

She stood from the couch, and with her tits
leading the way, she sauntered over to him. He cupped her breasts,
but his eyes were on her as he smiled. The glint expressed his
enjoyment for their role-playing. Then again they liked goofing off
with each other, which made their crazy relationship work. He
brushed the back of his hand across her nipples when he reached for
her buttons. “Are you supposed to cop a feel while undressing
me?”

“If I’m doing it right.” He grinned, and
continued to graze her while fiddling with her top and taking his
time. She watched him unfasten button after button with his main
focus on trying to look down her shirt.

“This is a very naughty, but very sexy bra,
Cynthia. You’re too young to dress so sexy. You know this is how
you broke my will to resist you.”

“I thought it was your fetish to breed
me.”

“You’re my fetish,” he said, sounding
convinced his words were true.

Suddenly he ripped open her shirt. Cynthia
jumped. Buttons flew across the room. Then with equal haste he tore
off her skirt and bra. Seth then spun her around, and playfully
smacked her ass. “Now go to time-out and quit stalling.”

She giggled, and made her way to the corner
where he pointed. Then as he mentioned before with glazed eyes, she
put her hands on the wall. “Spread your legs more. Stick your ass
out, too. And then don’t move unless I make you.” Again she
followed his orders, and stepped wider. She arched her back, and no
sooner than she stilled, her dad stepped behind her and pressed his
groin to her ass. “I want you to make me hard.” He rubbed himself
against her, and groaned while feeling her skin as he ran his hands
along her sides closer and closer toward her tits. When his
erection began to grow, he ground into her and simultaneously bit
her shoulder. The moistness of his tongue and pressure of his teeth
aroused her. The caresses of his mouth made her walls tighten and
ache. She wanted his cock buried between her cheeks and him doing
her hard from behind. He continued to nibble from one side of her
back to the other as he pumped his hips until he was rock hard.

Then he backed away a moment to spank her.
“Ouch! Dad!” she griped.

He slid his hand up her back, and spoke
close to her ear. “You’re really hot standing in time-out naked,
Cynthia. But you are in time-out.” He slapped her ass again, this
time even harder. And when she protested, he entangled his fingers
in her hair to grab a fistful. He arched her neck to lick up the
side before whispering in her ear: “What did you expect, baby. You
let your dad get you pregnant. That was very naughty. Now you need
to suffer the consequences. Are you wondering what those
consequences are?”

“Yeah.” She bit her grin, knowing they were
about to have some fun.

“I’m going to fuck you really hard like you
deserve.” He bit her earlobe before pressing his tongue with firm
pressure right on the spot of her neck that wet her panties.

Seth reached around her waist and pressed
his chest against her back, tightly pinning her to the wall. He
cupped his hand over her pussy, and caressed her lips in soft
strokes. The heat of his body, tongue, and breath made her melt.
But then she stiffened with unexpected surprise when he ripped her
lacy panties. He jerked her ass toward him and continued to tear a
hole into the delicate fabric under her sex. When the gap was wide,
he slipped a finger between her wet folds and instantly pressed his
finger against her clit. He knew she loved firm swipes from left to
right, and he buzzed along her sweet spot with increasing speed
until she moaned.

“It’s very naughty you let your dad touch
you like this, Cynthia. This is how you got pregnant,” he said
smugly with obvious gloating because he could touch his
stepdaughter with such wicked intentions. The thought apparently
aroused him because he let out a groan while he pressed his cock
against her and slipped a finger inside her pussy. Her walls
clamped down around him with thrilling pleasure. He penetrated
deeper while caressing her tight, aching walls.

“Yes,” she breathed out, in bliss. Naked
time-out was the perfect excuse for him to fondle her endlessly.
She was so aroused by their playing that she was sure he’d stroke
her g-spot and bring her to a fast climax. She’d have countless
orgasms since he was clearly drawing out the moment before they
fucked.

After months of sleeping together, he
instantly found her sweet spot. He crooked his finger repeatedly
and stroked with force that made her body sway. He pumped his hips,
and as he provoked his cock with pressure from each rub, his finger
caressed her. They moaned in unison.

From behind her, she heard him unzip his
pants, and not seconds later she felt the heat of his stiff dick
against her skin. He tugged the back of her panties down and dipped
his head between the lace and her cheeks. He pulled until the
rolled material hugged her hips and he burrowed his cock between
her thighs. Cynthia loved having his shaft so close to her pussy.
The anticipation was agonizing. She couldn’t decide if she wanted
him to keep his finger caressing her g-spot with his impressive
thick dick in her ass or if she wanted him to fill her pussy for a
greedy fuck.

Seth thrust harder, forcing his shaft deeper
between her legs. The motion knocked his finger against her g-spot
again and again with power. They were both getting wet. His cock
leaked pre-cum with each toss of his hips and slicked her thighs,
and Cynthia was juicy from his swift rubbing. All she needed was
another minute and she was sure she’d cream.

“If my finger makes you this wet, I wonder
what my tongue will do to you.” He spun her around, made her keep
her hands on the wall, and then drew the head of his cock just
above her panties. While she leaned back, he slowly dropped to his
knees while letting his dick brush down her leg. As if he enjoyed
the anticipation of licking her, he drew his nose along the torn
lace. Then he removed the panties, slid his hand down her leg, and
he draped her knee over his shoulder for access.

He spread her lips and blew warm, teasing
breaths on her glistening skin. However her clit cooled the longer
he blew, and when he finally leaned in to lick her with his hot
tongue, she moaned in bliss. The smoothness, moistness, and heat of
his wet tongue was exhilarating. She fought an urge to grip his
hair and hold him to her. Keeping her hands against the wall became
increasingly difficult while he slowly rolled the tip of his tongue
around her clit in wider circles, nearing her opening. “Yes, lick
my pussy. Lower. Go lower.” As always, he was in charge and only
acted on his own impulses. He wouldn’t comply with her wishes
unless she begged, and so she once again pleaded, “Please lick
lower!”

Instead of listening, he teased her pussy
with his finger and returned to her clit with his tongue. He lapped
by quickly flicking. His foreplay was unraveling her. Her thrill
mounted until she was frustrated with needing more. “Go in and I
swear I can cream. Please!”

He paused his licking, and his refusal was
maddening. “You’re in time-out, Cynthia. For you this is
punishment. For me this is my reward for breeding you. You can’t
cum until I let you, and I want to prolong this and have my
fun.”

He turned his head to the side and bit her
inner thigh. He sank his teeth in until she jolted with an intense
surge of thrill that shot up her leg and into her sex. Then be bit
closer to her pussy. She pressed her heel into his back and pulled
him closer. Thankfully he didn’t lean away. He licked down the
crease of her leg, nearing her opening. What made his cunnilingus
so amazing was his anticipation. He knew how to excite her. Right
when she thought he would like her opening, he turned his head to
the other side and bit down. “No, please, go in,” she
whimpered.

Seth nibbled his way up to her bare mound,
and then licked down towards her opening. With glorious bliss he
slipped his hot tongue into her cave and groaned from the taste of
her. His obvious ecstasy in the feel and taste of her body was as
equally thrilling as the sensation of a hot tongue dipping into her
core again and again. “That’s exactly what I want!” She panted to
the rhythm of his plunging. But when his thumb found her clit and
he rubbed, her fingers curled as she tried to hold onto the wall.
She scratched at the surface. Tingles rushed through her body. She
watched his head bob as he devoured her sex, and the site was
arousing. She always enjoyed watching her stepdad touch her.

“Yes,” Cynthia exclaimed. “This feels so
amazing I could cream.” The moment she spoke the word she
immediately regretted them, because her dad suddenly ceased to lick
or rub. He stood up, and with a stern tone that seemed far too
threatening because he smiled, he said, “Don’t be naughty. I
already told you this is for me.”

“Then do you want a blow job?” she asked,
hoping she could please him quickly so he’d give her a climax.

“I want you to turn around, and hold still,
Cynthia.”

She turned around and once again assumed the
position. With her ass facing towards him it was like he couldn’t
help but spank her because he gave her hard whack. She winced and
swore he made her cheek red. “You have a fine ass. I think I might
have to cum on it.”

Her dad rubbed the tip of his head on her
hip. The end wagged while he stroked his cock with fast tugs. As he
jerked himself off, he removed her hand from the wall by the wrist
and pulled her toward his dick. “Apologize to daddy for getting
pregnant. Show me how sorry you are.” He made her clutch his shaft.
Though he was demanding and refused to let her deny him, she
immediately began to stroke his end by lightly pumping her fist and
squeezing her fingers around his head.

She found his demands hot, and the role
playing incredibly arousing. He was no longer as playful, only
dominant, but she loved how he seemed to be an animal when he
fucked and driven by instinct to take her, rule over her, and breed
her. With enthusiasm, she worked her way up and down his girth the
way he taught her. “Fuck that is nice.” He liked his head massaged
for a moment before surprising him with hard downward strokes.

“Does this make it up to you?” she asked,
and squeezed the base of his dick while quickly pumping down his
shaft, tapping his nuts with her fingers.

She wanted to wrap her lips around his
edible cock, but she knew he’d never let her move from her spot
until he demanded a blowjob. So she rubbed him with a tight grip at
the base and gentle tugs at the tip as he liked. Her mouth watered
while seeing his hot, red shaft shake with each jerk. She quickly
tugged just to watch his cock wag. Then she tapped his head on her
hip as the pre-cum stuck to her skin and even stretched in a
glistening clear string. The longer she stroked him, the more she
wanted him in her mouth, and wetting him so she would fill her
pussy with his slick dick. “Fuck yes!”

“Can I lick it?” She asked when she needed
to taste him.

“No.” He immediately grasped his shaft and
crowded her clutching fist off to take over. He put her hand back
onto the wall, and then reached around and squeezed her pussy. “Is
this mine to do whatever I want to it?” he asked while rubbing the
head of his cock on her ass and jacking off with greater speed.

“Anything,” she said desperately.

Seth stroked his cock with vigor. His head
tapped on her ass as he tugged faster and faster. Soon he was
heavily breathing with the quick pace. With his other hand, he
dipped his fingers into her pussy. In unison of his greedy strokes,
he worked her g-spot. The louder he panted, the more aggressive he
became with rubbing. He was so swift that she became incredibly
wet; she could hear her juice swash while he pumped his hand. Then
Seth removed his hand and smeared her cream on his cock. He used
her sweet drops to lubricate his firm jerks. He immediately went
back to working her core as he spanked his cock with her cream.