The Kari's Lessons Collection (7 page)

He pulled out of me, then looked
my body up and down. I'm sure I was quite a sight, with my makeup smeared all
over my face. "Get on your hands and knees, I'm tired of looking at your
smeared tramp makeup."

I frowned and got up. I turned
around and looked at him, trying to beckon him by shaking my ass a little bit.

"Turn around, don't look at
me," he said. I turned around and faced the wall, baring my pussy for him
to slide right in. I felt him take a moment to spit, felt a glob of it run down
my ass into my pussy, lubing me up some more. I felt him push against me, felt
him enter me just a little bit. I pushed back, taking his cock the rest of the
way into my body. I gasped. It was a new sensation, a new pain, but also a new
pleasure. I rocked back and forth with part agony, part ecstasy.

His cock was so hard and his
balls were so hard full. I turned back to look at him thrusting. "I said
eyes forward," he snapped at me.

"Yes, Daddy," I said,
rocking back and forth. I could feel my small tits swaying back and forth,
getting a good rhythm going. Soon, the pain disappeared completely, and I just
felt joy as I got my Daddy off.

He reached forward, grabbing my
hair. I gasped as his hand wrapped around my throat as he brought me up. He
wasn't choking me, just making it clear that he was in charge. I loved it. He
began to slam into me harder and harder while I stayed upright. His cock touched
every inch of my insides.

I began to moan louder and
louder, the blood rushing in my ears. I could feel an orgasm rising. Not just
any orgasm. The most intense orgasm of my life. I knew that I was in for a
world of pleasure. My muscles began to twitch.

Suddenly, Max let go of me. He
put his hands on my back, shoving me all the way to the bed. My ass was still
in the air, but my shoulders and face were against the bed. "You can cum
when I do," he said.

The rhythm had been broken and I
had fallen from achieving orgasm, but as he continued to pump, I felt myself
rising towards it even quicker than before. My pussy and ass were out there for
him to see, to use as he wished. I began moaning loudly as I shook. I could
feel his dick begin to swell, and all I wanted was that cum.

"Please," I begged
again. "Please, Daddy. Come in my pussy."

"Say it louder!" he
yelled through gritted teeth.

"Come! Come in my pussy!
Fill me with your cum!" I screamed loud enough to wake the neighbors. I
heard my Daddy unleash an animal roar behind me as his seed filled my pussy. I
came violently, every muscle in my body moving of its own volition. I felt my
womb contract, sucking his seed up, bringing it towards my eggs. I moaned into
the bedspread, unable to form words any longer. He kept pumping, kept spurting
his seed within me. I knew I'd never be the same after this encounter. I was
ruined for other men. Only my Daddy would do.

With a shudder, he stopped. He
pulled out of me, his cum immediately starting to leak out of me. Within a
moment, he had grabbed a handful of my hair, now a tangled mess. He pulled me
up as I gasped.

"Have you learned your
lesson about what boys will do to whores like you?" he asked.

"Yes, Daddy," I
replied.

"Are you going to go out
with strange men after dark?" he asked.

"No, Daddy. I'll be a good
girl," I said, my voice trembling a little bit.

"Good. Now take a shower and
clean up your face, then clean up your room. It's a pig sty. There's condoms
all over the floor and makeup all over your sheets," he said. I frowned as
he stomped out of my room.

I sat up, feeling my belly. The
fire within my belly was quenched for now, but I knew that I would once again
feel the need. I couldn't stay good forever. I had no idea if he would continue
to treat me like he had tonight, but I knew that I needed it now.

- X -

“What do you mean, you already
lost it?" Jenny practically shouted.

"Shhh!" I said. I
didn't want Max to hear us talking in my room. I brought my voice to a low
whisper. "I mean exactly what I said. I'm not a virgin anymore."

"Oh my god. I mean I was so
mad when you didn't show up the other night, but this changes everything.
Congratulations on becoming a woman!" she said, holding up her hand for a
high five.

I didn't really feel like giving
her a high five. I mean I wasn't really given too much of a choice in the
matter. The man who had taken my virginity had done it as punishment for me
trying to sneak out of the house to meet Jenny, even though I had enjoyed every
moment of his body against mine.

I couldn't just leave her
hanging, though. I gave her a high five and she smiled.

"So who was he?" she
asked. "Give me the scoop. Was it Josh?"

I laughed. Josh was cute, but he
was a boy, not a man. No, not like the man I had slept with just a few days
before. I shook my head.

"Chris, then?" she
asked.

"It wasn't any of the boys
at school," I said.

"Well come on then!"
she exclaimed, her voice rising. "Who was it?"

I blushed. There was no way I
could tell her that Max, my stepfather, had forcefully fucked me the other
night when I tried to sneak out. There was no way that I could tell her that he
had come inside me and that I wasn't on birth control. And there was certainly
no way to tell her that it was the best experience of my life.

After I hadn't spoke for a few
moments, she slapped my bare leg right below where my shorts ended. "Tell
me!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on my
bedroom door. Max came in without even asking. "Are you girls all right in
here?" he asked, looking squarely at me.

"Yes," I said softly.

"I don't want to hear you
girls screaming all night, do you hear me?"

"Okay, Daddy," I said
softly.

Max smiled. He loved it when I
called him Daddy. He took one last look at Jenny, with her short pajama shorts
and tank top on, and closed the door behind him.

Jenny was still looking at the
door. She smiled. "Your dad is kind of a jerk, but he is sexy," she
said.

I just looked down at the bed.

She turned back to me and looked
at me strangely. "And what's with calling him Daddy? You're eighteen, and
isn't he just your stepdad anyway?"

I blushed again.
"Yes..." I trailed off.

She looked back at the door, then
looked at me, then back at the door. When she looked back at me one more time,
she had a smile on her face. "No way."

"What?" I asked.

"Your stepdad took your
virginity, and now he's got you wrapped around his little finger."

"No!" I said, but I
didn't lie very convincingly.

"Yes he did. Oh my god, you
are such a little slut!" Jenny said, slapping my thigh again.

"Shhh!" I said again,
holding my finger to my lips. "Do you want him to come in here
again?"

"Yeah, I do," she said,
looking at the door. "I think he's hot."

I rolled my eyes. "And so
what if he is?"

She smiled back at me. "So
if you had sex with him, why can't I?"

I think my jaw fell a little bit.
I might have felt a little jealousy, even though he really was my mother's
husband. I was the one who had to live with him everyday, and I was the one who
had had to work so hard to get him to finally take me.

She looked back at the door.
“I've always wanted to have sex with a real man. I think that's exactly what I
want- to have sex with your daddy,” she said. She looked back at me, biting her
lip. “What was he like? Was he experienced?”

I blushed. I didn't know how to
respond, so I just looked down.

“Was he a good kisser?” she
asked. I looked up and nodded very slightly. “I knew it,” she said.

She scooted closer to me on the
bed. “Kiss me really quick, I want to make sure I'm up to his level,” she said.

I bit my lip. This was all
happening so quickly, and I didn't know what to think. I enjoyed kissing Jenny,
her soft lips touching mine and her wet tongue questing in my mouth, but it was
nowhere near as hot as Max's kisses. However, as her eyes looked at my body, I
felt a few feelings of lust for my best friend. She leaned in, her lips meeting
mine. I parted my lips and felt as her tongue touched mine softly. I wrapped my
hands around her waist, moving them up and down, occasionally brushing against
her larger breasts and enjoying the feeling.

When we broke from the kiss, we
both looked a little disheveled. However, Jenny came right back in for another
kiss, and I eagerly drank it in. We made out for about a minute, and as she
started playing with the bottom of my shirt, I felt like she was about to take
it to the next level. I was so turned on that I was ready for it. I was ready
for anything.

Suddenly, Jenny broke from the
kiss. Her face was red and I could tell that she was turned on. She leaned in
for another kiss, but I didn't return it. I couldn't help but think of Max and
his more forceful kisses. Jenny mouth went to my neck, sucking gently, and it
felt so good that I began rubbing my hands up and down her body again.
I
could just let go,
I thought.
I could have my first lesbian experience.

Jenny finally broke from the kiss
again. “I'm going to go meet your Daddy,” she said, a wicked smile on her face.
I grabbed for her hand, as if to say,
Don't go, we can just hang out here
all night, together.
She didn't listen to my thoughts, and she stood up and
walked to the door. I watched her ass in those cute pajama shorts as she walked
to my door, then down the hall towards my Daddy's room.

I watched as she made it to his
room and slowly pushed open the door. She bit her lip and smiled as I knew she
locked eyes with Max. I knew how sexy she looked, her tits straining against
the fabric of her tank top, her long legs barely covered by the short shorts
she had on. Jenny waited at the doorway to Max's room for another moment, then
I watched as she sauntered in.

“Hello, Daddy,” I heard her say a
few moments later. I wondered if the next sounds I would hear would be Jenny's
cries of orgasm.

I shouldn't have wondered. In
another moment, Max stormed out of his room with Jenny in tow behind her, a handful
of her hair in his hand. “Ow, ow, ow, stop, you're hurting me,” Jenny was
saying as Max dragged her down the hall by her hair. I laughed a little. Served
her right.

Max brought her into my room and
pushed her onto my bed. He was wearing nothing but boxer shorts and a white
t-shirt. He looked at me, accusingly. “What have you been telling your friend,
Kari?”

“Nothing!” I said, sounding like
a petulant teenager even to my own ears.

Max scoffed. “I don't believe
you. You know, you shouldn't be telling your friends stories, especially
stories that make them crawl into bed with you half naked.”

I looked at Jenny and she
shrugged. She looked at Max. “Kari didn't tell me any stories,” she said. “I
just think you're really sexy,” she said.

My mouth flew open. Was she still
trying to fuck Max, even after the treatment she had received just a moment
ago? Or was it especially because of that treatment?

Maybe Max picked up on that too,
because he came over to the bed and grabbed Jenny's hair. He pulled her to her
feet by her hair. She gasped and whined a little but didn't protest anymore,
she just made eye contact with him. “Is this the way you like getting treated?”

She looked at him defiantly.
“Yes, Daddy,” she said.

He laughed again. “Your own dad
didn't discipline you enough when you were a child, did he? Otherwise, you
wouldn't get on video making out with my daughter, or encourage her to sneak
out at night to get fucked by college guys, would you?”

She bit her lip. “No, Daddy.”

Max's eyes flicked to me, then back
to her. “But you want discipline. You crave it, don't you?”

She smiled. “Yes, Daddy.
Discipline me.”

Max smiled, looking her body up
and down. His eyes seem to fixate on her tits. I frowned a little bit, knowing
that Jenny's tits were much bigger than mine. His face seemed to harden, and he
dragged her by the hair over to my bed. I stood up quickly, getting out of the
way as Max bent her over his knee. I saw that her breasts were pushed right
against his leg, and I wondered how hard he was getting right now.

Without hesitation, his hand came
down on her ass, still clad in pajama shorts.

WHUMP.

Jenny gasped. I remembered my own
experience being spanked by Max, and I immediately started to get wet while
thinking about it.

“Why are you such a bad influence
on Kari?” he asked.

“I'm just a bad girl,” she said.

WHUMP. Jenny gasped again.

“That's not the answer I was
looking for.” Max said. “If you answer like that again, I'm going to spank your
bare ass. Why do you feel the need to get my daughter in trouble?”

“Because we like to get in
trouble,” she said.

“You must think I'm playing
around,” Max said. He grabbed her shorts by the waist band and pulled them,
exposing her ass immediately. Jenny gasped and tried to pull them up, as if she
was sure that he wasn't going to actually do it until he did it. Max grabbed
her hands and pinned them behind her back with one hand, then with his other
hand...

SMACK!

Jenny screamed, and I felt for
her. Then again, this is what she had seemed to want. Max's eyes came to meet
me. He focused on my frame, smaller than Jenny's but still quite pleasing.
“Don't think that you're getting out of this, either. Someone put her up to
this.” Before I could protest, he reached for my hand and pulled me across his
lap next to Jenny.

“Max, stop! I didn't have
anything to do with this!” I whined.

Max didn't seem to hear me. In a
moment, my own pajama shorts were done around my ankles. I could feel the bare
skin of Jenny's ass pressed up against mine. Her soft skin felt nice against
mine, contrasted with the hard feeling of Max's legs underneath me.