18+ Only Numbskulls

me just tilting my head. looking at you.

“too much?” wiping your cheek with my thumb. fingers still moving inside you. vibrator still pressed right where it is. “baby.”

you nodding frantically. more tears coming. “please.. it’s too much i can’t—”

“you can’t.” repeating it softly. curling my fingers. feeling you clench hard around them despite yourself. “but you’re still taking my fingers so well.” pressing the vibrator a little firmer. watching your hips lift toward it before you can stop them. “and you’re still so wet, sweetheart.” pulling my fingers back slightly. showing you. “look.”

you hiding your face.

“no no.” catching your chin. turning you back. “look, baby. look how wet you are.” letting you see. “does that look like too much to you?”

you sobbing softly. “i don’t know…i don’t know it’s—”

“it’s confusing.” finishing it for you. sympathetic. gentle. sliding my fingers back in. deep. feeling you gasp through the crying. “your body pulling in two directions at once. wanting more and trying to run at the same time.” thumb finding your clit alongside the vibrator now. watching your whole body jolt. “that’s so hard for you, isn’t it.”

you nodding weakly. fresh tears sliding down your face.

“poor baby.” wiping each one as it falls. attentive. tender. fingers curling steady and deep. vibrator still pressed against you. “your body just doesn’t know what it wants.”

“please—” barely a word. hands gripping my wrist. not pulling. just holding on.

“please what, sweetheart.” curling harder. feeling you clench. “please stop?” pulling the vibrator away.

your hips chasing it immediately.

“or please don’t stop?” pressing it back. watching your whole face crumple with fresh tears. “see. that’s what i thought.”

you sobbing properly now. not from pain. just from too much. from being so overstimulated your body doesn’t know how to hold it all. crying. desperate. still so wet and pliant for me.

“so which one do i listen to?” asked so softly. tilting my head. thumb circling your clit slow. fingers pumping steady. “your words or your body?”

you shaking your head. can’t answer.

“that’s okay.” pressing a kiss to your wet cheek. tasting salt. “i’ll decide for you.” settling in. getting comfortable. “i’m going to listen to your body, baby. i think that’s the right call.”

you making a broken desperate sound.

17 strokes - painface - Punished with the Belt ...

I really hadn’t meant to obviously, but I had accidentally left a video on my lap top of me using a hair brush on my self that I’d made for my boyfriend. I didn’t even think about it when my step father had asked to use my lap top. And I honestly didn’t even remember it at all. Not even after catching his eye brow raises at me. I’d  definitely felt a different vibe from him over the next few days, and I brushed off the several lip lickings he’d done while looking at me while sitting at the dinner table, or on the couch while watching tv with him and my mom.

It wasn’t until my mom got called into work three nights later and it was just me and him at home on the couch watching tv.

As the movie we were watching went to commercial he looked over at me.

“What?” I said furrowing my eyebrows looking at him, wondering why he was staring.

He smirked. “nothing at all.”

“What’s that look for then?” I asked.

“Just thinking.” he said.  

I rolled my eyes. “About?”

He seemed annoyed by my eye roll as he sat up straight from slouching on the couch.

“About whether or not a hair brush is all you’ve ever had in your pussy” he said bluntly.

I sat up straight now. “Excuse me, ..what?”

He laughed. “See, here I thought..you had done it on purpose” he said.

“done what on purpose?” I said, I remembered the video I had made, but wasn’t sure how he knew about it, and then it hit me.

“Shit” I said.

He laughed.

“You weren’t supposed to see that.” I said, then I thought about and got a little angry. “wait…You watched it?!”

He laughed. “Well, I didn’t know it was you at first….not till after you came, and you know…” he said laughing and I felt embarrassed. I knew what he meant, he didn’t know it was me because it started as the close up of my pussy , and after I came i’d shown myself sucking my juices off the handle of the brush, and licking it.

“Oh my god..” I said putting my head in my hands.

“I thought you left it on there on purpose, I thought you wanted me to see it or something.” he said with another laugh.

“Why would I want you to see that?!” I yelled looking at him, I was mortified.

He shrugs. “dont know…I know how hormones are at your age..figured you were trying to seduce me” he laughed again.

I scoffed. “Augh gross.” I glared at him.

He laughed. “Hey…” he said acting offended as he held his hand to chest. “Dont hurt my feelings now.”

“Did you tell my mom?” I asked him in a panic.

“Pfft, absolutely not..and I’m not going to…don’t worry miss porn star…your secret is safe with me…” he said teasing me.

“Augh” I said. “this is so fucking embarrassing” I said holding my face in my hands again.

“meh…” he said. “Not that big of a deal…we can just act like i never saw it..”

“yeah right..” I said looking at him.

He grinned. “ You’re right…it’s going to be pretty hard to forget.”

I glared at him. “Shut up..it’s not funny”

He shook his head. “Oh I’m not joking….can’t really forget something like that…”

I sighed, and felt sick. My own step father had seen my pussy. Not only that but saw me fucking it with my hair brush. Saw my putting said hairbrush in my mouth and sucking it afterwards. I swore to myself at that moment Id never take another video, another nude ever again. My boyfriend would have to deal with it.

“If it makes you feel any better, it was really fucking sexy” he said.

I glared at him again and gave him a look. “WHY would that make me feel better, and DON’T BE GROSS!” I exclaimed.  “you’re my STEP FATHER!”

He shrugged. “But I’m still a man. And I just meant…whoever the video was meant for, will enjoy it…i mean….made my dick hard” he shrugged.

“Gross!” I said.

He laughed. “What? Was that not your intention, to make someones dick hard?”

“Not YOURS!” I yelled.

“Well sorry, like I said, didn’t even know it was you at first…so..yeah…my dick got hard.” he threw his hands up. “I’m a man for fucks sake…even after i realized it was you , the shit stayed hard as a rock.”

“Stop it! Gross! Stop! I don’t want to hear that!” I yelled shaking my head. “oh my god…so gross.”

“guess I shouldn’t tell you I watched it more than once then, huh?” he laughed slightly.

I was fuming. This was NOT funny. “What?! You did what?”

“Oh yeah..” he grinned and laughed. “Watched it about five more times…you really know how to work a guy up.” he said looking at me.

“Disgusting” I said.

He looked at me. “Sent it to my email too….watched the next day, the next…a few times this morning…” he said.

“Stop it!” I said at first thinking he was teasing me. and watched him pull his phone out of his pocket and then tap the screen a few times and then turned the screen towards me. I gasped when I saw my video on his phone, the start of the video, my hair brush inside of my cunt, and the play button on the middle of the frozen screen.

“Oh my god! Delete that ! right now!” I screeched as I got up and lunged over the couch for his phone. He laughed holding it up in the air , my hands causing him to drop the phone behind him on the floor behind the couch.

“Oh come on…don’t take away the best spank bank material ive had in years” he said laughing as I tried to crawl over him and off the couch, but he grabbed me aggressively and pulled me back over his lap, his hands quickly smacking my ass through my leggings.

“Ow! What the fuck!” I yelled as I tried to push myself up as he laid me over his lap, holding me back down and smacking my ass again, harder. “what the fuck are you doing! Let me go!” I yelled as his hand then went between my legs and pushed against my cunt through my pants, grabbing it, rubbing it.

“Fucking quit it!” I squirmed more, seriously trying to get up, and then his hands leaving my cunt to assist his other hand in holding me down over his lap.

“that shit looked so fucking wet” he said shaking me as if to command me to hold still. “let me make it drip just like it did in your little video, hmm?” he said with a growl as he shook me again as I continued to squirm, slapping my ass , what felt like as hard as he could.

“you’re sick!, fucking stop !” I yelled.

“If you’re fucking yourself with hairbrushes baby, you’ve gotta be desperate “ he said and pushed his hand back over my pussy grabbing it.

“you need a few fingers in that tight little thing don’t you?” he laughed and growled at the same time and I felt his fingers push hard against my pussy, rubbing me.

“No i dont! I said.

“I think you fucking do” he said, and I felt his hand go right down the back of my pants and back between my legs, and he pushed his fingers up and down my pussy, between my lips, pushing my thong panty into my cunt. “Take these fucking pants off, and your little thong” he growled. As his hand slid out of my pants and started to push them down, I squirmed getting away off the couch, but only helped him to pull off my pants as I crawled away from him. Feeling his hand grab , scratching at my lower back and he grabbed the back of my thong, ripping it as he pulled at it. I screamed as he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back to him, my back to him as I squirmed against him, putting my legs straight and pushing the heels of my foot against the floor, making my whole body stiff, trying to make it hard for him to hold me, as I rocked side to side, trying to get out of his hold.

“Let me fucking go!” I said, as he laughed at how mad and frustrated I was getting.

“You need to calm down and let daddy dip his fingers in that sweet little pussy..” he growled in my ear. and I snarled and shook my head.

“No!” I said “Let me GO!”

He chuckled and raised his hand to my throat, the other wrapped tightly around me as he growled into my ear.

“I’ll tell your mother all about your little porn video you’re sending to you boyfriend…and ill post that shit…all over the fucking internet…im sure good ole grandpa would love to see his sweet angel being a whore when I send it to him on Facebook” he laughed.

“you wouldnt fucking do that!” I challenged.

“To get my fingers in that pussy…I’d do just about anything” he said, and the way he had said it, I believed him.

“Don’t know why you’re even fighting it…you know it’s going to feel good…you know your pussy is going to love having my fingers inside it..” he laughed as he held me back against him, holding my face now with one hand, his other reaching down, rubbing my pussy, all four fingers just pressed against my pussy lips, massaging my pussy, my clit. I whimpered in disgust, whimpered because even though I didn’t want it, of course it felt good anyways.

“I hate you” I seethed.

He laughed. “I know.”

“So much so..” he said as he slid his fingers down, letting one of them push between my pussy lips and near my hole. “ that you’re already fucking wet.” he said as he pushed it into my wetness and dragged it back up to my clit rubbing it. I squirmed.

“little hair brush fucker…” he teased me and continued to rub my clit in little circles, still squirming to slightly protest, trying to let him know I didn’t want this, even though the more he did it, the more it was harder for me to believe I didn’t.

I squealed as he quickly grabbed my legs flipping them up holding his one arm under my knees, holding my legs up as his hands rubbed my ass and smacked my cunt. I jumped as I sat curled almost into a ball.

“time to make all the hair brushes in the house jealous.. “ he said as his hand then reached back to my pussy and his finger rubbed against my hole.

I hated the teasing remarks he made about the hair brush, but I gasped slightly as his finger teased my hole.

“Mmmm” he laughed slightly. “good little hair brush fucker…” he said.

“shut up..” I said as I panted and bit my lip as he continued to tease me. I whimpered, hating myself , wondering if I should put up a fight again.

He laughed and the tip of his finger pushed inside and made me squirm as he held me curled up.

“mmm…” he said sliding his finger in and listening to me curse.

“oh fuck” I whimpered as his finger sunk into me.

“We should make our own little video..” he groaned. “Show your boyfriend how your step daddy fingers that pussy?”

I said nothing , and did nothing but moan as he began to fuck my pussy with his finger, my hands curling, grabbing onto his pants.

“Make a bunch of videos of me putting all sorts of things inside that pussy…would you like that…I bet you would..” he groaned and I moaned.

“So fucking tight, I wonder what we can fit in here.. “ he said groaning as we both listened to the sound of my pathetic cunt, soaking wet, being fingered.

“Mmmm sounds even wetter than it did in the video” he groaned. “Do my fingers get you wetter than that fucking hair brush?” he growled.

I whimpered and felt my pussy squeeze itself, I wanted more, I wanted it faster, I wanted him to make me cum just like I did on my hairbrush.

“Yes” I answered his question.

“Mmmmmm” he groaned. “You need more fingers.” he said, skipping over just two and adding three, I moaned out loudly and panted as he started to drive them into me.

“oh fuck” I yelped as my whole body was shaking with the force his hand was giving his three fingers as they fucked me.

“I think you need to let me record my fingers fucking your little pussy, show you off to all the guys at work, they’ll be jealous knowing what a little slut of a step daughter i have” he growled. “show them how wet your teenage pussy gets, how fucking tight, that you can barely handle three fingers” he groaned shoving them in harder, and throwing me to the side onto my back , and getting up on his knees on the couch between my legs looking down at me. I watched him undo his belt buckle.

“It’s no hair brush” he said, as he grinned taking out his hard cock, stroking it, so proud of all his hair brush teasing. He looked thick, and his dick looked painful, bigger than any of my boyfriends for sure.

He grabbed my phone off the table, and I didn’t stop him as he pressed record, pointing the camera at my face.

“Your girl just let me finger her pussy…get it real nice and fucking wet…” he pushed my legs apart further and lowered the camera, with one hand and pushed two fingers back into me, fucking me again, fast, making sure that the camera would pick up the sounds of my wet cunt, I could feel it dripping, and I moaned, arching my back, cursing as his fingers curled inside me.

“I’m about to make your bitch cum all over her step daddys dick…” he said. “her hair brush if off duty today…hope you enjoy watching me fill her pussy up with my dick….and putting a  nice big load in that cunt…” he said slapping his cock on my pussy, making sure the camera panned in closer as the head of his cock pushed against my hole.

“tell the camera you want daddy to put it in you” he said pointing the camera back at me.

I bit my lip, as I arched my back in anticipation my ass lifting from the couch.