Stepdad's Summer Secretary Ch. 02

Cassie did what she was told and stood before her father with her panties still pulled down and her skirt up around her waist.

"Take off your skirt." He said as he ran his hand down and along the length of his shaft through his pants.

She unzipped the skirt in the back and let it fall to the floor as she kicked it to the side.

"Take off your shirt." She raised an eyebrow at this next command, but she didn't hesitate. She unbuttoned the loose white blouse and pulled her arms out, leaving only the tiny powder blue bra that matched her panties and garters. It was half sheer and half-flowered. Her nipples poked out hard through the soft material.

He grabbed one of the pillows that was on the couch and placed it on the floor in front of his legs.

"Get on your knees. Now." He instructed. Cassie knelt down in front of her father. She couldn't believe how weak and powerless she felt. She was incredibly nervous and stupidly turned on all at the same time. She was fully enrolled in her father's boot camp, even as she had only just graduated from his thorough booty camp.

"You know what you need to do," as he said this he undid his belt and took it off, then unzipped his slacks and pulled them down half way. He did the same with his boxer briefs.

His cock was gigantic and it sprang out like the ripest banana Cassie had ever seen. His balls were swollen and huge and he had his hair trimmed. It was the type of cock that Cassie was hoping for, large and clean and bulbous. It was the type of cock that Cassie could properly worship if she were made to do so.

He was so hard. His dick curved up to her and he must've been over 8 inches long. It was the nicest cock she had ever laid eyes on. She couldn't believe that her mother had gotten to play with this thing for years. What a toy-hog.

She grabbed her father's dick immediately around his shaft with both hands and marveled at his girth. Then she brought her desperately submissive mouth down and placed her lips on the top of his shaft as she began to suck on her daddy's penis for the first time ever. You never forget the first time you put your mouth on your Daddy's cock.

James watched his daughter's small hands wrapped around his dick as her lips slowly worked his helmet and the top of his shaft into her mouth.

"Are you a naughty girl?" He asked, as her eyes stayed locked to his while she sucked.

She took him out for a second and dragged his cock over the outside of her lips and nose and face. She was incredibly turned on by the knowledge that she was sucking off her own father and she felt very slutty from it all.

"Yes, Daddy." She replied.

He could still hardly believe that his daughter's plump lips were gliding along the outside of his shaft and the head of his cock. She was obsessed with it. She sucked him like a newborn mammal desperately fighting for a nipple.

"Show Daddy how naughty you are," He said to her now and this only made her feel even hotter.

She wanted to be such a submissive slut for her dad in that moment. She wanted to give him the sexiest blowjob ever. She thought back to the Tumblr pages she had masturbated to. She thought of the way the girls in those pictures fulfilled their roles—the way they played the character of the slutty daughter in order to turn their fathers on even more.

Now here she finally was in her Dad's office on her knees, sucking on his cock while everyone went about the day just outside these walls.

She worked the cock further down her throat as she jacked the base off. She still couldn't believe what she was doing or how wet it had made her. Her father's cock was five inches down her throat. She had sucked on cocks that were only that long and here she was already gagging with much more work to be done.

She felt James' hands grab the back of her head and pull her hair roughly as she fucked her mouth down on his cock.

"That's it baby, show Daddy that you know how to take a proper punishment." He encouraged her now now as she moaned on the girth of his fatherly tool.

James cock filled his daughter's mouth like she was the winning player in an erotic round of Chubby Bunny. She had her mother's lips...but the deepthroating abilities were something that she'd clearly picked thanks to her own curriculum. And the way she moved her tongue...holy fuck. Her tongue was a ribbon dancer on cocaine.

He couldn't believe how deep she was taking him in her mouth. She was no amateur—that was for sure.

Cassie thought back to her high school boyfriend and all the nights she had practiced her blowjob techniques on him. She thought about how trained her gag reflex had become, and of all the eventual boys who had ever had their mental mindscapes blown into oblivion when they felt their entire manhood disappear into her soaking skillset.

Her mouth slid further down his shaft as he marveled at the moisturized brilliance of her pillowy lips. He felt like his cock was sliding between two clouds so soft, they were usually reserved for angels. But if her lips were heavenly, her tongue was devilish. She snaked it around his tree of life and apples of wisdom that hung below like a serpent with a proposition. She was temptation cometh, and he would be a different kind soon enough.

She wasn't just sucking on him to be naughty now, she was sucking on him to make him cum. When she realized that, her entire body shook a little. She wanted her daddy to cum in her mouth. She had changed her technique over to a high-powered suction and consistency that had awarded her many tasty loads from the men she'd conquered in her past...only now she was mining for her own father's foamy silver cream.

"My daughter is such a naughty little slut, she's going to need a lot of punishment, isn't she?" He said again.

"Mmmhmmm," she said, moaning affirmatively on his member as she bobbed intensely like a backseat prom date with the limo almost home.

"My naughty little girl," he kept it going as she felt his orgasm approaching.

"Mmmmmmm," She moaned as she jacked him slowly into her mouth from his base. Her other hand caressed her father's balls as she showed off her Swiss army knife full of fellatio expertise.

She moaned now as she thought of how he would want to hear his daughter moan. She moaned to let him know what a submissive whore she was for him.

He wasn't going to last long with the convergence of so many perfectly crafted details and stimuli. She even knew what noises to make while she sucked. She was the John Williams of oral sex score composers.

"A naughty slut swallows cum, isn't that right Cassie?"

"Yes, Daddy." She said, as she briefly brought her mouth off his cock before diving right back in like a Hot Dog On A Stick employee making lemonade.

She jacked him from below as her mouth bounced up against her closed fist as they met in the middle of his impressive length and girth. He died many deaths as she worked his cock over. He would've never in a million years imagined that his daughter was hiding the oral skills of a perennial AVN award winner.

It was one of the best blowjobs he had ever received. It felt like she needed his cum as the antidote to something evil. Or perhaps it was the other way around. Maybe his sperm was the thing that would push her permanently over the sinful edge.

"Naughty. Fucking. Daughter. Suck your Daddy's cock like a good little slut!" He commanded and she complied, smiling up at him and loving all the kinky things he said to her now.

"Mmmm, unfggh, MMmm, Mmmmmmm," she moaned as she bobbed, her mouth like an oil well never abandoning its rotations.

"Cassie...don't stop...don't stop...holy fuck...don't stop you slutty, little girl, take your punishment!" He said as his head leaned back on the couch top. His eyes were closed and his breathing was heavy, like the altitude had shifted. Cassie had felt actual pieces of steel that were softer than her father's cock was at that moment.

She sucked hard and jacked him equally hard. Saliva strung out over her face as it accumulated between them. He stared at her through the slit in his heavy eyelids as he saw the image of his slutty daughter with his cock ramming home into her mouth. His pre-cum and her spit combined to draw debauched constellations across her face from starry freckle to starry freckle. 'The big dicker.' 'Orion's undone Belt.' 'Cassiopenis.' 'Ursa No Longer a Minor.'

She felt his dick begin to swell suddenly, like a dam holding back what she had rightfully worked for. Like...damn.

"I'M GONNA CUM..." He moaned.

And she was rewarded with her blue-ribbon blowjob prize.

She clamped her lips around his cock like an Apollo 13 rubber hose attachment as she squealed in excited anticipation. Cassie breathed expertly out her nose as she waited to see what her daddy's spunk would taste like.

"Mnnngggghhh," he moaned, and his dick finally gave in to his daughter's naughty ministrations.

She sucked each salvo up like his cock was a milkshake straw full of the coldest blended vanilla on the hottest day of summer. That's how she felt—like some sort of August whore wantonly gobbling on the tastiest treat from the ice cream truck.

Except his cock was warm. And so was his cum as it painted her tongue like a pâtisserie piping bag splooging onto a freshly baked tart. And boy was she ever that.

She drank him down. She swallowed it all. Every single drop. She milked him the entire time, rubbing his balls, jacking his dick. She milked him to the point that he was too sensitive for her to keep going and he had to pull her mouth off of his cock, as she gasped with a loud moan, taking in air for the first time in what seemed like minutes.

Her face was sweaty and red. She had his juice dripping out of her mouth and down her chin even as she pushed it up with her fingers and back in so she could swallow all of her father's load. He watched his daughter playing with his cum. No amount of money could buy a slut this talented at sucking cock.

She was still so wet. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted so badly for him to punish her more. But that wasn't for her to ask. She was the submissive in this situation. She was girl being trained to obey her Daddy. She would do whatever he told her to do next.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

Three raps against the double doors of her father's office broke up their lusty trance.

"Hey Mr. Devlin? Are you in there? It's Sara," a lady's voice called from just outside.

Usually any unexpected visits would go through Cassie's desk. But she wasn't currently sitting at her desk. She was half-naked on her knees with cum and spit and sweat all over her face.

"Get under my desk, hurry!" James said to his daughter as she scooped up her discarded clothing and ran over to hide under the large desk on the other side of the room. She easily fit beneath the furniture piece as she heard her father go to the door to unlock it. He then scurried back to sit behind his desk still wearing only his dress shirt.

"Come in!" He said a couple of moments later as the door to the office was opened.

Sara Charles worked in the zoning department for the city and was a frequent visitor to the Devlin A&D building. She was in her late 20's and had been an invaluable asset for consultations regarding up-and-coming real estate projects the company was involved in.

James always enjoyed when she visited as she was quite marvelous to look at as well. She had short, brownish-blond hair that she usually wore up and she had an athlete's body that was always tightly displayed in whatever professional attire she chose.

"Hello!" She said warmly as she entered. "Sorry, I usually would've visited your secretary and I waited a while but she never came back to her desk so someone suggested I just knock because they had seen you earlier and thought you might still be in here."

"Oh no problem at all! I'm so sorry about that...I sent Cassie out on some errands earlier, just a poorly timed window on our part. Please, have a seat." He said. The stunner sat across from him and crossed her legs in her black skirt. "So what brings you by today?"

"Well, I usually wouldn't drop in out of the blue like this, but I was going over the Remington Building paperwork and I discovered a huge error." She pulled out a stack of files from her bag.

As she said this, a smile worked its way onto Cassie's face where she sat cross-legged under the desk between her father's legs.

The Remington Project.

She knew the mistake that was about to be revealed. A purposeful mistake that would require fixing. It wasn't anything critical. Rather, it the type of speed bump that would need a little extra attention. It was the type of error that would demand some form of punishment when it was finally discovered.

And it had been discovered.

She ran her hands up the insides of her stepfather's bare legs as he attempted to maintain his composure while he looked over the papers that were handed across his desk.

James immediately recognized the missing dates and signatures that fell within the category of Cassie's job duties.

It was an obvious mistake. It was the type of thing that almost seemed purposeful.

"Oh, this is embarrassing...we should've caught this before sending it over to your office," he almost smiled at how obvious it was, even as his cock began to grow harder as he felt his stepdaughter's hands ran up his bare legs below the ledge of the desk.

"It's really no problem, I just have to have you sign off on a new application and re-hash some stuff to make sure everything is on the up and up." She said to him.

"No worries, and let me just promise you, this definitely won't happen again, we'll make sure to thoroughly discipline the employee who's job it was to get this completed."

As he said the word 'discipline' Sara wondered what it might be like to be disciplined by such a delicious man. And just as the process of correcting the issue began, the pro-active punishment had already secretly begun below the desk.

As James began to sign the paperwork over again, he felt his daughter's mouth re-attach to his cock underneath the desk.

As he worked to maintain decorum in front of this gorgeous woman across from him, his own daughter took her second round of punishment proactively from her hidden position.

The sooner he could get through this paperwork, the sooner he could pull Cassie up and punish her even harder than he had so far.

The sooner he could get Sara Charles to leave his office with the corrected revisions, the sooner he could pull Cassie up to be bent over his desk.

She REALLY needed to be punished now. It was all so clear.

He was going to fuck his daughter. And she knew it too even as she bent his dick down into her mouth below the desk as they worked.

She was actually going to take her Daddy's cock in her slutty pussy. She was finally going to be punished the way she deserved to be punished.

The thought only made her suck even harder.

To Be Continued...