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  "I'm going to have to think about it, okay?" She said.

  I smiled back at her. I shrugged.

  "That's a good idea," I said.

  Goddammit did I want to fuck her! But that was the last thing I was going to say. She could come to me if she wanted. If she didn't. Then that's life.

  Cynthia disappeared after that. I looked down at my new hard-on. I was tempted to jerk off but decided against it.

  I switched the news back on and continued watching the financials.

  I'd gone to bed with visions of my daughter floating before me. I wasn't really her dad, of course. Not her biological dad. But still.

  Hell though! If it's what she wanted, then I sure as hell wanted it to!

  I'd nearly nodded off when there was a knock on the door. I got up. I was entirely naked. I looked at my bathrobe. I decided I didn't need it.

  "Daddy, it's me," she said. "Can I come in?"

  "Sure, baby, come on in."

  My cock had already started to harden again. It now stood at full attention.

  The brat opened the door. She stopped when she saw I was naked. Her eyes went right to my cock. She gave off an audible and impressed gasp.

  She, too, wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing. Goddammit did she have a sexy body! Perfectly sized tits that stood firmly on their own. That long sexy hair. Add in curvy hips and a perfect ass.

  "Daddy?" She said.

  "Yes, Honeybuns," I said.

  "I've decided." She said.

  "Go on." I said.

  "I wanna fuck!" She said passionately.

  I nodded. My cock was so hard at that point. I was more than ready for this. I was going to have to give this brat the fuck of her life!

  "Well, get on the bed already!" I said.

  She started moving toward the bed. As she passed me I grabbed her wrist. I roughly turned her toward me. I grabbed her hard and pulled her up against me. I pressed my lips down on hers. I'd wanted to kiss her for so long now!

  I pressed apart her lips with my tongue. I stabbed my own tongue deep into her mouth. I spared her nothing. I took every pleasure I wanted from her.

  Then I pushed her back toward the bed. I knocked her down onto it. She lay there then, half on the bed, but her legs partially hanging.

  She smiled wickedly. She spread them for me. I saw her slit then. She had marvelous pink folds. And she'd shaved!

  "I just shaved all my hair off," she said. "For you, Daddy, because I thought it would make you happy!"

  "It does make me very happy, Honeybuns." I said calmly.

  Then I moved down toward her. I leaned down on her. I could feel her chest now against my own. Her nipples were hard. Her breasts soft and pliant. I brutally pulled her closer to me.

  My hand grabbed a bunch of her hair. I yanked her head back. My mouth found hers again. I drank from her!

  My tongue slipped back into her mouth. It attacked her with a lust no college boy could ever have given her!

  She gasped. Her chest rose and fell wildly. She was in the total throes of passion.

  "Oh, Daddy! Oh, Daddy!" She moaned.

  My lips slipped down her neck. I didn't just kiss. I bit into her. I didn't break the skin, but I left little indents.

  I moved to her chest then. My tongue slid up one of her mounds. It danced swirls around her hard and excited nipple.

  Then I caught her nippled between my teeth. I playfully pulled. Not hard enough to damage, but hard enough so she had to whimper!

  I was voracious. I was starved. My tongue slid to her other breast. I nibbled on her nipple there, as well. I got it entirely in my mouth. I sucked!

  She moaned again!

  Then my tongue began to trace a line down her stomach. I lingered at her belly button. I stabbed my tongue in there. I twisted it around.

  She nearly giggled among her passionate gasps.

  Then again my tongue was on the move. Even as my hands gently spread up her inner thighs, my tongue reached her slit. I dived in.

  It was all silky and smooth. I knew how great it was going to feel once I slipped my cock in!

  I let my tongue slide all the way up her slit. I found her clit then. My tongue swirled around it.

  The brat gyrated. She thrust her pelvis up in the throes of passion.

  I calmed her with my hands. My tongue then went back to her clit. I flicked my tongue across it. Nice perfect flicks.

  The brat was gasping for breath! That was when she wasn't moaning!

  But enough of that. It was time to fuck her.

  I grabbed her under the arms. I slid her all the way onto the bed. I climbed on top of her.

  She was drunk now on her lust. She was desperate for my cock.

  "Daddy, I ain't got no protection," she suddenly whispered.

  "I know." I said.

  "Don't you care? I could get pregnant." She said.

  "I hope you do," I said.

  She gasped, her eyes right on mine!

  "Oh, me too, Daddy. Make me pregnant. Please!"

  At that I thrust my cock inside of her. Her cherry burst. She gasped in pain. I stopped for a moment.

  "No, Daddy, no. Don't stop. It...it feels good!"

  I pushed my cock all the way into her tight and wet satin box. She fit my massive cock like a glove!

  She'd been so wet and waiting. I pulled out and thrust in again. She shuddered and trembled. She moaned. In pleasure? In pain? Both I thought.

  "Harder, Daddy, faster!" She said.

  I thrust harder and faster. I built up to a pace. And then I kept it. I rocked into her.

  "Oh, Daddy, it feels so good. I love you, Daddy."

  Her eyes locked on to mine. She smiled like a drunkard. She was still gasping for breath.

  Then my thrusts became harder yet. I realized I was close to coming. I was going to come inside my little brat. I was going to make her pregnant!

  I grunted. Then I thrust into her the hardest yet. And I kept up the pace. I went harder and faster. Faster and harder.

  I could feel my honeybuns begin to shudder. I could feel her honey box begin to convulse. And I could see it in her face. She was orgasming!

  I hollered and thrust like a wild animal. And then I was orgasming as well. We were both coming together! Goddammit! It was good!

  My God, the load of cum I shot into her. It was massive. I shot one load, then another, and then yet one more. My balls kept tightening, and I kept shooting wad after wad into her.

  And she just kept saying, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, I love you, Daddy!"

  At last I was done. I rested in that position for a moment. Then I pulled out of the brat. I then rolled over. I lay on my back next to her.

  I felt a state of zen I'd never felt before. My Honeybuns crawled up. She lay her head and shoulders on my chest.

  "It was perfect, Daddy," she said.

  I smiled.

  "I'm gonna have your baby. I know it. I know I will." She said.

  "Sure you will." I said. "And just to make sure we'll fuck just as much as you want!"

  "You're so good to me, Daddy!" She said.

  And we've been fucking since. Night and day. She can't get enough of me. And we just got confirmation that she is pregnant. Neither of us could be more excited.

  Life is good. And it's only going to get better!

  Excerpt from The Brat Finds Out!

  I had the greatest step-daddy in the world!

  You should have seen him. He had a handsome chiseled out face. He wore double-breasted suits from the most famous designers. He caught the eyes of all the ladies. How they loved him!

  And you see? That was just it. I loved him too!

  I know what your thinking. Of course I loved him. He was my step-daddy after
all. But that's not what I mean.

  I know it's forbidden. I know it's taboo. But I just loved that man. I would lay in bed at all times of the day just dreaming of him. I wanted him so bad it hurt.

  That is, I wanted to fuck him!

  But I knew it was taboo. And my step-daddy was nothing if not full of pride. I'd known him since I was a little girl. He always did the right thing.

  So I knew it was a hopeless situation. Still I couldn't escape my daydreams. And the thing was this. I'd just turned eighteen a few months ago. That's really when all this pining and longing started!

  When I turned eighteen something just awoke inside me. I'll never be able to say just what.

  When daddy would come home in the evenings I was always the first to greet him. I'd rush in on him and give him a great big hug.

  When I was feeling naughty I'd twist so his hand would slide down on my rump. Daddy would always flush red when I did that. But I couldn't help but think he secretly relished the feel of my ass!

  And I always planted a nice wet kiss on his cheek. I always lingered a little too long. I loved the smell of his cologne. He wore only the most expensive!

  Daddy would always pat me on the head. He still treated me just like the little girl he used to know. We'd talk a few minutes. He'd ask me how school was. All the usual stuff.

  Then he'd go to his chair and settle down. After dinner he always had work to do. Daddy ran a multi-national corporation. He was one of those evil one percenters. Heck he must have been in the one percent of the one percent.

  All I knew is that we were disgustingly rich. But none of that really mattered to me. I just wanted to love Daddy. The way a woman loves a man. I wanted to fuck him!

  I mean I'd never done it before. I'd had plenty of chances. But the problem was no boy was a match for Daddy!

  As far as I was concerned all those preppy kids at the school Daddy sent me to were as boring as hell. They weren't real men at all. Just boys living off their family's money.

  But my Daddy was a self-made man. He'd started with nothing. And now he was one of the richest men in the world!

  And did I tell you how handsome he was? Goddammit, I loved that man!

  Now I don't know what got into me one night. But I started spying on my Daddy.

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  The Brat Finds Out