This story takes place during my senior year of high school. My mom married Rick a few years ago. We never really got along that well. I came out as gay during my sophomore year. I’m more the drama kid type, while he’s the total jock. Rick definitely would’ve shoved me into a locker or two if we’d gone to school together. He’s not cruel, just a little insensitive at times.

My mom did marry a hottie, though. Those big arms and huge hands… I don’t know what he does to my mom, but I can hear it almost every night. Fuck, I wish it was me. Most of my fantasies were about Rick—especially catching even a glimpse of that massive cock of his.

It all started one day after school. Being an only child, those couple of hours before my parents got home were mine to explore my sexuality. Over the years I had collected tons of outfits: skirts, stockings, heels—all hidden away. I knew my choices wouldn’t be punished, but I was still a little ashamed at the time.

One afternoon, I put my shoulder-length blonde hair into pigtails, slipped on my schoolgirl miniskirt, and quickly did my makeup. I started posing in front of the camera. It was such a turn-on seeing myself—short, thin, with a thick ass—running my hands all over my body. My little dick was rock hard and sticking straight out. The music was blaring as I popped my ass out from under the skirt and snapped a photo. Then I got on all fours and took another. Finally, I rolled over, sat up, spread my legs, and snapped one more while my smooth body glistened in the mirror.

“Mmmphhmm—”

I heard someone clear their throat. My heart stopped. My eyes went wide as I looked toward the doorway. Rick was standing there, home from work early.

“What the fuck, James?” Rick said. He wasn’t mad—just surprised.

I rolled over quickly, grabbing a blanket off my bed to cover myself. “I’m sorry!” I cried out.

Rick stared at me for a few seconds. “Your mom is working late tonight. Do you want to put on some clothes and talk to me about this?”

I nodded. He walked out of the doorway. I pulled on some sweats and a baggy hoodie over my skirt and tight tank top, then headed out—completely forgetting I was still wearing makeup. He was sitting on the couch. When I sat down next to him, he looked up and smiled.

“You forgot your lipstick.”

My cheeks burned bright red.

“How long has this been going on?” Rick asked.

“I don’t know… a year or so,” I responded.

“You look good,” he said nonchalantly.

“What?”

“Yeah, you definitely have your mom’s ass.” We both laughed.

“Thank you,” I said, my cheeks still burning.

“Don’t worry about it. I won’t tell your mom. Just try to hide it a little better, okay?”

“Okay,” I replied.

He stood up, leaned in, and kissed me on the forehead. I looked up at him. He hesitated. It felt like forever as we stared into each other’s eyes, but then he pulled away. I ran to my room, locked the door, ripped off my baggy clothes, and started stroking my dick while thinking about Rick and imagining this encounter going very differently—me seeing his massive cock, dropping to my knees, sucking it, then him bending me over and taking my virginity, filling me up with his seed. It didn’t take long before I was exploding all over myself.

The rest of the evening was pretty awkward. It was weird having a secret with Rick and not my mom, but it was so hot at the same time.

The next day

I got home and got ready: black nighty, matching thong. I stared at myself in the mirror. “Ohhh hi, Rick,” I said to myself. “You like what you see?” I imagined getting on my knees and sucking my stepdad’s cock. I imagined him bending me over and fucking me. I got on all fours, rubbing my middle finger over my ass and moaning his name.

“Wow, you’re back at it, huh?”

I flipped over, surprised, but I didn’t cover up this time. “Wow, you’re home from work early again.”

“I wanted to catch the show,” he said. I blushed as he entered my room and closed the door behind him.

I leaned forward onto my knees. He stepped closer. I could tell he was getting hard. I reached up and undid his pants. When I pulled them down, his massive cock sprang out.

“Oh my god,” I exclaimed. I wrapped my fingers around the first cock I’d ever touched that wasn’t my own and started stroking it.

“Mmmm,” Rick moaned. “That’s it, baby.”

I leaned forward, wrapping my lips around the tip of his cock. I took more and more until I couldn’t fit any more—almost six inches down, with a couple more still waiting. He slowly started fucking my mouth, pulling out and pushing back in, making me choke. Soon my spit was running down my chin. My hands ran up his massive thighs and squeezed his firm ass.

He let go of my head. His cock slipped out of my mouth, and I gasped for air. My tongue explored his balls next while his heavy cock rested on my face. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and started stroking again.

“Ohhh yes,” he groaned. I looked up at him. “Will you fuck me?” I asked.

“Are you sure?” he responded.

“Yes, please.”

He smiled. “Stand up and get on your bed,” he demanded.

I did as I was told. “Spread your legs, honey.”

He grabbed my balls from behind and massaged them as he leaned forward and started licking my ass. I shouted in surprise—it felt so good. I arched my back, moaning as he shoved his tongue deep inside me.

“Mmm fuck, oh my god, Rick, that feels so good!” I yelled as he spat on my ass and came up for air.

“Fuck, you taste good, baby. You want Daddy’s cock now?”

Holy fuck. It felt like I got hit by a truck—that was so hot. “Yes please, Daddy. Fuck me.”

He rubbed the tip of his cock against my wet hole. “Mmmmm,” I moaned encouragingly. He pressed in.

“Ohhhhh!” I yelled out in pain as he stretched me open.

“Relax, sweetie,” Rick said gently.

“I’m trying, but you’re so big…”

“Hold on, baby.” He walked out.

I stayed right where I was, praying he’d come back. Oh my god, I need this.

He returned moments later with a bottle of lube. He squirted some onto his hand, rubbed it over my ass, and slid a finger inside my virgin hole.

“Mmmmm, oh my god, that feels so good.”

He pulled his finger out, rubbed more lube onto his big cock, and pressed it back against my hole. As he started opening me up again, I cried out. The pain was still there, but I didn’t want him to stop. I could feel him forcing himself inside me.

“Ohhhhh stop, stop, stop!” I said quickly.

He stopped moving. “You okay, baby?”

“Yeah… you’re just so big.”

He pulled back slightly, then pressed in again, repeating the motion until almost half his cock was inside me.

“Fuck, you’re tight, baby.” He pulled out, squirted more lube inside me, then shoved his cock back in. This time the pain faded, and all that was left was pleasure. He pressed deep inside me. We both moaned in unison.

Moments later, he bottomed out. He pulled back and slowly started fucking my tight ass. The sound of him pounding me mixed with our moans filled the room. His grip on my waist tightened as he fucked me faster and harder. My moans grew louder. I gripped my dick and started stroking myself as he pounded my hole.

“Ohhh fuck, Daddy, I’m cumming!” I yelled.

“Cum for me, baby boy. Cum for me,” he moaned.

With his permission, I started squirting all over my bed. “Ohhh my fucking god!” I screamed in pleasure as I covered the sheets in cum.

“Ohhh fuck yes, baby.” Rick flipped me over onto my back, laying me down in my own cum, and shoved his cock back inside me. “Ohhh fuck yes, baby.”

He gripped my dick, getting cum on his fingers, then moved them to my mouth. I sucked them immediately, tasting myself. Rick leaned down and kissed me, his tongue exploring my mouth as he thrust deep inside. I felt his body tighten as he started filling me up with his own cum.

He pulled out and lay beside me. “Fuck,” he said. “That was so good.”

“It was amazing,” I replied.

“I hope it’s not our last time,” I added, “but I get it if it is. I won’t tell anyone.”

“No, no—it won’t be our last time,” he said, looking at me with a smile. “I’m gonna need that again.”