Nineteen year old college student, Jenna, has been warned: if she comes home past curfew again, her step-father, Gabe, is going to give her a spanking she won’t forget. When a miserable night out brings her home past that deadline, Jenna finds out whether he was bluffing or not.
Warning: This 3600+ word short story is intended for readers over the age of 18 only! It contains material that may be objectionable to some, including a sizzling hot spanking and extremely graphic sex between a hot step-father and his sexy step-daughter!
As Jenna watched in horror, his fingers went to the buckle of the black leather belt he wore and began to loosen the strap. Her heart did a flip as she saw the tip of the belt slide out of the metal. He was actually going to take it off.
“You’ve got to be kidding.” Thunderstruck, Jenna’s jaw dropped as the belt swished through the loops of Gabe’s jeans, the buckle’s metallic jangle sending a surge of electricity through her. His broad hand tugged the leather free from the last loop, and he began to double it up in his right hand. Jenna could not tear her eyes away from the strap, and her anxiety shot through the roof...
Why on earth were her panties getting wet when she was about to get her ass beaten? Jenna shoved the question aside, trying to suppress the excitement combined with the nervousness, but it was useless. There was an unmistakable quiver of desire deep inside. Her eyes skimmed over Gabe’s muscular arms and torso again, and she felt a rush of excitement that went straight to her pussy.
“Come over here and bend over.” Gabe’s voice was hard, leaving no room for questioning. His intentions were obvious and his expression was unbending...
Gabe watched Jenna hesitate, nervously shifting her weight from foot to foot. She looked so damn sexy he just wanted to throw her down on the bed and fuck her until she screamed. The red silk blouse she had worn to the party dipped low in the front, revealing creamy, soft cleavage that just begged for his eyes to feast there. He could see the outline her nipples, hardening against the cloth, and he knew her breasts would be a perfect fit for his large hands. The little black miniskirt barely reached past her ass, and he knew that when she bent over, it would ride up to reveal the sexy thong under her fishnet stockings.
Jenna, visibly trembling now, took a hesitant step forward, toward the window seat where he had waited for her, and Gabe stepped to the side. “Put your hands on the seat and keep your legs straight,” he said, fighting to keep his voice sounding angry. Let’s see that sweet ass, he thought.
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Published October 27, 2011
by Seductive Stories.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.