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1d-oned-1d · 2 months ago

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“DADDY PLEASE, NOO”

As soon as the mother left, I picked up Y/N on my hip and started moving back in the house. She was 18 years old, yet her innoscense could've proved anyone wrong at guessing her age.

"Daddy, I miss mumma." She sighed pushing her head in my neck, and I feel like I could just combust. Her mother, my second wife, just left for an important business trip for a week and I've no idea how to restrain myself from this angel in my arms.

"It's ok love, I miss muma too. But you have me right." I tried to lighten up the mood by peppering kisses all over her face. She chuckled, no more sulking and I felt like I could breathe again but my core was throbbing.

"I want to watch something." she yawned, not giving into her daily routine.

"How about we sleep for a while bug, I'm really sleepy." I fake yawned.

"sure, if you say so but I'm not sleepy at all, just doing this for you." she coooed in his arms, rubbing her eyes.

"sure whatever you say big guy."

while going to sleep, harry laid down in her bed, making her look puzzled and climb into bed.

"I'll help you sleep, ok?" harry informed, kissing just beside the outline of her lips. She nodded, her eyes starting to droop when harry pulled into her. It was only a minute or two before she started shuffling on the bed.

"what's the matter angel?" he questioned, only to get the response as her unbuttoning her jeans and tugging at it, silently informing the problem to him.

"remove them." she whispered sleepily and harry felt his heart thump loudly, but thankfully she was wearing an oversized tshirt.

She shuffled in her sleep, her leg on harry's torso, oversized tee rising in the process and harry could feel his patience wearinf off. He picked up his phone to not focus on soft silky thigh as to not grow his semi hard boner any more, but the patience finally weared off when..

"daddy." she whispered into his neck, her lips touching his neck. Harry wanted a physical contact, it's been an hour in this position and he knew she could wake up any moment but it was killing him. He slowly caressed her thigh and sighed in the process. He knew he was just making the matters worse for him but still slowly drifted his hands up and up till he was met by the hem of her underwear. He shuffled beneath her, trying to contain himself and only foucs on caressing her thighs. With each touch of his finger and the hem of her underwear, slowly one by one the tips of his fingers made it into her panties and this is how he ended up in the position he was in now. Not kneading but caressing her backside with his wrist and hand inside her panties through the leg hole.

He knew he was testing his limits while doing so seeing she was already shifting in her sleep, about to wake up any moment.

"What are you doing daddy?" y/n mumbled, as the caressing was far gone replaced by kneading.

"massaging babygirl, I bet you like that huh?" harry's voice had a rasp evidence of what he was feeling. his stepdaughter hummed in agreement and his patience broke loose. He turned her on her back, hovering over her and kissing her neck.

"Daddy's hungry bubs, and whenever he feels hungry, he'll feed on you, got it?" she nodded meekly to his words. "I need words."

"yes daddy"

"Good, now will you let daddy have a bite?" he smirked, and sucked on her neck marking her. with every passing minute, her neck adorned bright red marks of his hunger. By now she was fully awake her breathing heavy from being fed on. From neck, he moved on to her lips and pecked her. Her body was hot, she was feeling things she hadn't before. Pleasured and confused at the same time.

"Daddy." she breathed when he lapped at her throat making his breath hitch at the beautiful girl.

"Yes my little girl?" he picked her up sitting her in his lap. "Did it feel good?" he pushed her hair behind her ear. She nodded in turn earning a stern look from Harry.

"Yes daddy, are you full?" her big doe eyes looking at him as she innocently sat in his lap.

"tsk tsk not yet, would you mind if I have a taste of your lips babygirl?" and without waiting for a reply he devoured in her lips, lapping at it like a hungry dog. His kiss grew more urgent, making the girl breath even harder. She was on roll with her emotions, not understanding one bit what was going on with her, just letting her daddy satisfy his hunger while she felt high and euphoric.

He started grinding upwards in fast motion, while his hands roamed beneath her shirt, pushing her down into him and his lips drowned in her.

"Daddy please." y/n sighed, not understanding what was happening to her, or why her mouth was working at it's own accord. He pulled apart smirking triumphiantly but never stopping his hip moments.

"What happened baby?" he mockingly cooed, smirking and she shook her head in distress of not knowing the feeling. "aww my poor baby, you don't know do you? just push you hips down and circle them, I swear it'll feel better." and she did just that, not knowing she was dry humping her stepdad. The coil tightened and tightened in her stomach and just when she was about to touch her high, harry pulled her down from his lap, throwing her on the bed.

"It's time for you to take a shower darling" he informed, the dumbfounded girl laying on the bed, staring at ceiling with open lips.

“ come on stop panting” he spoke, picking her up, and sitting her down on his hip bone and pushing her further into him, purposely rubbing her clit. He sat her down on the sink, getting her water ready while she came back to herself.

“I can bathe on my own daddy.” she whispered, now the attention of her stepdad fully on her.

“I know you can baby, but let me help please, you don’t want to sadden me do you” he effortlessly manipulated her, tucking a strand behind her ear. She shook her and put her hands above her head in reply to him tugging at her tshirt. He smirked inwardly while he undressed her, almost loosing it when he saw her with the only piece of clothing left on her as her bra and panties. After bathing her which mostly included thoroughly massaging her tits, making her breathless, and cleaning every single one of her curves.

“where’s my clothes?” she asked after being dried off and lead out of the bathroom in nothing.

“oh well sorry darling, i have put all your clothes for laundry, all that’s left is this” he handed her a thong and bra that’s obviously too small for her. She innocently wore the clothes, gasping whenever she took a step because of the friction of the thong and her boobs sore and almost spilling out the bra. Harry wanted her to herself give her to him and step by step she was getting what he wanted.

“what happened darling?” he spoke as he switched on the television, pulling her into himself and situating her on his lap, making her suck in a sharp breath. “are you uncomfortable my baby?” he spoke, discreetly pulling on her thong and she gasped, wrapping her hands around her neck. After recovering she meekly nodded in his neck.

“the clothes, remove it please.” she pleads and he smirks.

“are you sure darling?”

“mhmm” she hummed, taking his hand and putting it on her bra clasp and it was as if everything was served to him on silver platter. Like an excited child on a christmas morning he unclasped the bra, sucking in a breath, trying to control himself. She pushed the bra down her hands, and even removing the thong.

“what’s this daddy?” she pressed on his hard-on which was poking her ass while she was focused on her television all while he tried to control himself.

“ooh that, that’s daddy’s other leg baby, it’s feeling cold, would you mind warming it up.” he smiled, coaxing her into yet another one of his tricks.

“of course daddy but how?” she looked at him puzzled.

“with your sleeve baby” again with this reply she earned himself a confused face. “good girls who love their daddy have a sleeve in them for warning up daddy’s leg, let’s check if you have it or not, okay baby?” she nodded. He shifted her off his lap and on the couch, situating one of legs on the headrest and other on the floor.

“daddy, what are you doing?” she tried to close her legs, while he held her legs apart earning a glare. Once she noticed her daddy’s reaction she stopped fighting. Without any further ado harry straight went for the clit, massaging it, seeing the girl beneath him start breathing hard.

“wha- what’s happening?” she spoke through her increasingly irregular breathing but instead of answering he just increased the pace of her actions. “daddy, stop” she breathed but he didn’t, and just then her legs started shaking and she reached her climax.

“how does it feel babygirl?” he massaged her thighs bringing her down from her high but before she could answer he pushed his pointer finger in her, making her cry out and jolt. She held his hand trying to stop him but he pinned both her hands with one of his and stretched her out with another, thrusting one more finger into her.

“no, please daddy.”

“i’m just stretching out the sleeve baby. you don’t want me feel cold do you?” and with that he added third finger, thrusting vigorously at her spongy spot, making her arch her back and cry.

“please nooo, please” she cried out and next second she orgasmed again. her chest rising and falling evidently with every breath she took. her brain still overdosed with the pleasure which she couldn’t put on a finger on but letting it all go just to impress her daddy. He picked up her limp body and lined her entrance with his cock sitting here down while she cried begging him to stop.

“will you shut it you dumb whore, i’m cold can’t you see baby.” he spanked her, making her fall forward on him. Giving no time to adjust as a punishment he started moving her up and down on his cock, her tits jiggling in his face

“look at you baby being the perfect doll for me, oh why are you crying my baby, because of you daddy feels a less cold.”

“what- too much- not understand “ her incoherent words made somewhat sense to him, understanding that she was almost close to her third orgasm of the night. He increased the pace, himself grunting from the pleasure and just when she was about to reach her high, he stopped, throwing her in the couch and slapping her pussy repeatedly making her squirt and pass away.

part 1 to the awaited series, let me know anything you’ve in mind or anything you’d want them to do, ciao

I hope you all had fun with yourselves while reading this

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