My mom and Harry met around 6 months ago, then got married 3 months into their relationship.
Since the beginning I didn't take them seriously, after all they had never really gotten to know each other. From an outside perspective most of us honestly wondered why a good looking young man had given a single mom in her forties the time of day.
I remember the day Harry walked into my living room wearing a black dress shirt that outlined each and ever muscle.
I almost spit out my drink when I saw him.
He was the type of stepdad you wouldn't want to give to a girl.... but he was polite and friendly, so I never crossed any boundaries.
Except maybe that one time at the Fourth of July, when he pinned me against the balcony railings and fucked me.
He actually came inside me.
I felt guilty about it, after all that's my mothers husband. She was hoping to have his kids soon, but he said he wanted to wait.
This changed everything, how could I possibly have a sibling who's dad I fucked.
He me everyday and I find it harder and harder to hold myself back. It was a messed up situation I put myself in and I swore I wouldn't touch him again.
I'll be turning 18 a few weeks, right after I start my last year of school. I was hoping to maybe be able to move out after I graduate, forget me and him ever happened.
I pull up to my driveway and park my pickup truck, it was nice and reliable but most importantly fully paid by me which was something I've always been proud of.
The first thing I noticed before I even got out was Gus sitting by my front door, he's my best friend and as of last spring, boyfriend.
"Babe what are you doing here", I shut the trucks door and begin to approach him. He pulls himself up to his feet, towering over me in height. I wrap my arms around him, and he lays a kiss on my forehead.
"Came to see my girl", he puts one of his fingers under my chin and lifts my gaze to his. He leans in and plants a soft kiss on my lips.
Just then my front door flies open and Harry steps into view.
Here we go
"What are you doing Lana?"
"Just got home about to go inside with Gus", I reply
trying not to make eye contact.
"Did you ask your mom for permission?"
"Since when do I have to she knows Gus".
"Since you're a minor and he's a boy", he eyes Gus over, "are you two doing drugs ?"
I was offended that he'd ask that right after looking at my boyfriend. He was stereotyping because of his appearance.
I admit Gus was trying out his luck on SoundCloud. He had quite a few tattoos even one or two on his face.
He wasn't exactly the type of boy you'd want your 17 year old daughter with but to me his look was sexy as hell. I'd known him since we were both in elementary school so I knew despite what he looked like he was actually just a huge teddy bear.
"No we're not doing drugs what is wrong with you", I huff, "he's my boyfriend he can come over when he wants to".
"Well your moms not home and I have to go to work soon so you two aren't going in", he crosses his arms and gives me a challenging look.
"Are you fucking serious?"
"Watch your mouth".
"You're not anyone's dad stop trying to act like it".
"Lana get inside this conversation is done", he steps out of the way to let me through.
Fine if he wants to be immature two can play at this game.
"Ok", I say as I wrap my arms around Gus' neck and pull him into a deep kiss.
I made sure Harry could tell there was a lot of tongue and Gus, being equally as sinister, began to play along; tangling his left hand in my hair and grabbing my ass with his right.
"Lana get inside", Harry ordered from the door.
I pulled away from Gus and gave him a final kiss on the top of his nose, "I love you babe, fuck you later", I winked.
"You too baby", he pecked my lips and began the walk to his car.
I turned to face Harry, he was pissed. His finger was violently tapping against the wooden frame, his eyes were narrowed.
I tried to walk past him but in one swift move he grabbed my wrist while also shutting the door and slammed me against it.
"Who do you think your fucking with?"
"What the hell Harry get off me!"
"Do I have to remind you who daddy is?" He asks, his lips brushing my ear.
"I told you I'm not doing that-"
Suddenly his hand slides in my shorts and he began rubbing me from the outside of my panties.
"Harry but my mom-"
"It's not Harry to you", he rubs harder, "say my name".
"But-"
"Say it Lana", he swiftly slips the silk fabric to the side and inserts one of his fingers.
"Daddy", I moan, unable to stop myself.
He smiles sinisterly and moves his hand out of my clothes, "get on your knees now".
I do as he says, dropping to my knees knowing I've been defeated.
He pulls out his long cock and puts his head against my lips, "suck".
I obey, starting from his base with my tongue and licking upwards. His eyes close and he leans his head back as I take him fully into my mouth.
I bob my head backs and forth unable to fit all of him in me.
He grips the back of my head and thrusts his hips forward. I feel as his throbbing cock slides down my throat.
He thrusts a few more times before letting go, and allowing me to take over. I start using my hands to aid my mouth's movements.
They both moved in sync, driving Harry crazy.
He suddenly pulled himself out of my mouth and released onto my face.
I stuck out my tongue hoping to taste him, allowing the bitter liquid down my throat.
"Now who's are you?"
"Daddy's".
