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07-01-2008, 10:07 PM
Daddy Discipline with Hayden Panettiere
The Pornographer
(MF, inc)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
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It was just after 2am as Hollywood Hottie Hayden Panettiere arrived home to her step-father's office, knowing full well what was awaiting her. She had been late for the third night in a row, and while her extremely lenient mother was out of town pursing her own career, her mom's new fiancé Brian was left in charge of the house and the disciplinary responsibilities. Having only recently moved in, Brian insisted on adhering to a strict new curfew which of course Hayden detested.
Inside, Brian let out a low groan as he watched his soon to be step daughter attempt to sneak by his door. Clearing his throat he called out to her.
"Uh Hayden, I know you're there. I can hear you."
Not looking forward to dealing with his wayward "step-daughter", Brian pushed away the documents on his table and looked at her dispassionately. My god, what was she wearing? He didn't remember her leaving the house in that. Brian let his gaze swept over Hayden's tight orange tee and low-rider jeans. He wasn't a fool, and he knew why she has been late. She had been out screwing around.
Right from an early age, Hayden loved the boys and boys loved her right back. And with her growing popularity and rising stardom she was milking her new found success for all it was worth – hooking up with countless guys in the industry, including a few co-stars. From the moment Brian first met Hayden's mother Lesley, no more than eighteen months ago, Hayden had eyed him like a new toy. But coming from a showbiz family himself, he quickly recognized her type, and despite having just turned 18, he knew her to be a true to life bonafide cock-tease.
"What?!" She exclaimed while cocking her hip.
"Where have you been? You're mothers already called and she's worried sick. You're late... again."
Brian leaned back in his chair behind his desk and indicated with his hand that she should take a seat across from him. Rolling her eyes, Hayden reluctantly took a seat and didn't look forward to the next few minutes. She hated these lectures, especially considering Brian was way uptight and took everything so seriously.
"Do you know what time it is?"
"Yes Brian, I do understand how time works."
Brian rolled his eyes as she stressed his name. This was going to be difficult like before. It seemed Hayden got off on testing his patience.
"I know I'm late. Sorry. Can I go now?"
With that she stood and turned towards the door, her jeans rode low on her hips giving Brian a view of her lace pink underwear which peaking out of the back.
"Hayden, sit!"
Brian sat up in his chair trying to cover the semi-erection he perpetually sported in Hayden's presence. He wondered if her latest "date" was favored a glimpse of those alluring panties this evening. Clearing his throat he spoke.
"You're mother is going to be angry, why can't you just be on time for once?"
Hayden turned around and looked down at her mother's fiancé. She inwardly sighed over his handsome features; the boys she frequently dated would never compare to him. Her only defense against her maddening crush on him was her flippant behavior. Hayden used her flirtation and "bad attitude" as a shield to fool her everyone around them. In recent times Hayden's mother seemed to fret over the poor relationship Brian and Hayden had and Hayden liked it that way, to play it safe.
But tonight Hayden was exceptionally frustrated with her attraction to Brian. She had gone out with an older executive from Paramount just a few hours earlier, hoping he'd measure up but he left her feeling just as the other boys did, aggravated and empty – and blowing his wad way too quickly for her. Hayden knew Brian wasn't comfortable around her because of the way she dressed and her flirtatious ways, so she decided to make him just as aggravated.
Hayden turned around with a slow turn of her hips. Brian leaned back in his chair noticing the change in her attitude. He was not looking forward with dealing with any of her cunning antics. After all, Brian was no fool, and to all intents and purposes Hayden Panettiere was pure Jailbait. Besides, he was in no mood tonight having been on edge during work all day.
"Why can't I be on time, Daddy?" She smiled slyly when she saw the annoyance flicker through his blue eyes at her use of "daddy".
"I'll tell you why; because it takes me too long to get Milo off. I try so hard to get him to cum faster, but I must be doing something wrong. I use my hands... my mouth... but I just can't seem to make him shoot quick enough. I'll try harder next time, Daddy, I promise."
Hayden looked down at her soon to be step-father with innocent eyes, and leaning forward, allowed her shirt to gap open in the front and reward Brian a view of her burgeoning breasts. God damn she was beautiful. Pure wickedness, he thought.
"Don't be vulgar young lady. I'm not in the mood." He said sternly, trying desperately to take charge once again.
Still, Brian couldn't help eyeing the view Hayden willingly provided him. It was then he looked down her shirt and realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Inside Brian could see the tops of Hayden's full-smooth mounds and was no longer concerned about concealing his semi-erection; as he now had a full blown hard-on. Seconds went by and he couldn't pull his gaze away from the teenagers tits, and staring intently could just make out the outline of her hard "pink" nipples through her shirt – causing him to swear under his breath.
Grinning slyly Hayden spoke, "What's wrong Daddy, see something you like?"
"Stop calling me that."
"Okay, sure. Brian."
Somehow no matter what Hayden said it caused his cock to swell and twitch in his pants. Hayden could now see the hunger in Brian eyes. He never allowed himself to look at her like that and she utterly enjoyed it; her pussy was already throbbing with need and her panties moistened with anticipation. In her mind, Hayden was determined to get up to her room, strip, lunge on her bed and finger-fuck herself fervently till she screamed his name. With that, Hayden pushed herself away from the desk and turned her back to Brian to walk away.
"You know, that's the same expression Milo had just before I let him slide his hand inside my pants," she teasingly offered over her shoulder. "Anyway, Goodnight Daddy,"
Just then, as Hayden reached out for the door she was suddenly and unexpectedly pushed against the door, and felt Brian's body pressed along the length of her – his throbbing member poking her in the back. Brian quickly grasped both of her wrists and held them with one hand over her head. Pinning her to the door his voice turned to gravel as he whispered in her ear.
"I told you, don't call me that. I'm so sick of your fucking games Hayden."
Hayden's breathing became labored as Brian pushed against her harder, rubbing his hard-on against her body. What was he doing?
Keeping her cool, Hayden glanced over her shoulder and cooed, "What do you think you're doing, Daddy? Get off me. Let go."
With that she then bucked her hips in an attempt to push him away but instead she inadvertently rubbed her ass harder against Brian's cock. He in turn pushed back against her agian, groaning as he massaged his penis against her butt. Hayden suddenly became concerned; her games had never gone this far – even with Milo. She would usually just tease her men to no end but never let them get physical and touch her... most times.
But with every move of Brian's hips Hayden struggled a little less, admiring the feel of his heavy member rub against her tight 18-year-old ass. When Brian felt Hayden relax slightly, he moved his free hand up to her rib cage and under her shirt – searching out her breasts. Finding his mark, his hand then stopping short of her right teat.
There he squeezed it ever so softly and groaned, "Are you done teasing me, Hayden?"
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Brian waited for an answer but heard nothing from his fiancé daughter. With a hard thrust of his hips he then took her pert breast firmly into his hand, causing her to gasp with surprise. He then found and roughly twisted her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and spoke again.
"I said, are you going to tease me anymore?"
"Nnnghhh goddd..." she let out softly.
Hayden couldn't believe how her body was reacting to her step-father's touch; she could feel her panties flood with excitement. What did he want her to say? What did he want her to do? Taking a deep breath, Hayden turned her head to the side to see his normally relaxed features were tight, his jaw clenching as he stared down at her. His hand continued to work on her taut pink nipple as he slowed his hips – now gently grinding his cock against her denim covered ass.
"Nnghhh... I won't... I won't tease you anymore... I promise."
Her voice cracked as she licked her luscious lips and peach flavored lip gloss. This was payback, and payback on a grand scale.
Glancing over her shoulder, Brian's grip loosened on her wrists and for a moment she thought, disappointedly, that he would let her go. Strangely, she didn't want him to move away from her but could see common sense was coming back to him as he started to step away from her. Frustrated, Hayden stood resting her head on the door trying to regulate her breathing as she dealt with her disappointment. She scolded herself; she shouldn't have been lusting after her mother's lover.
Brian looked over at Hayden's nubile body and admired the incredibly tight ass his cock had been pressed against only moment earlier. Despite his moral qualms, he could feel his cock throb with need and anticipation and looking at Hayden now didn't help his resolution to stop. Brian devilishly thought to himself, what the fuck? His cock was throbbing and she was a little cock-tease; how could he not want to fuck her two ways to Sundays? She deserved it. She earned it. She wanted it. So did he.
Just then, Brian observed Hayden exhale with disappointment and prepare to push herself up from the door when he quickly made the decision to continue.
"Don't move!" He affirmed behind her.
To her credit Hayden froze still as he then placed both hands on her waist and ran them up her side, over her soft subtle rub cage and over her breasts. Hayden's little orange shirt quickly gathering up around his hands, and annoyed, he abruptly ripped it open. He looked down the front of Hayden as he stood behind her, cupping and massaging her pert teenage breasts.
"You won't be late again, will you? Do you know why?" He whispered before deftly kissing her neck and biting at her ear.
"Oooh... wh—why?" Hayden panted, her knees turning to jell-o as Brian groped her against the office door.
Smirking to himself, Brian slowly lowered his right hand to Hayden's tummy firmly holding her to the front of his body.
"Because I'll be giving you more then what you're getting from Milo."
With that, Brian pushed his hand down inside Hayden's jeans, causing her to gasp in surprise as his fingers immediately shoved there way inside her panties and wiggled around – lightly brushing against her pubic mound. As soon as he found his destination Brian let out a low groan of pleasure.
"Oh my fucking god..."
His sexy little celebrity step-daughter was dripping. Wet.
"Oh fuck, tell me you like Daddy's fingers here... tell me you love it."
To emphasize his words Brian plunged two fingers deep into Hayden's soaking wet cunt, and gasped to himself as he found her to be ridiculously tight.
"Hooo—Holy shit!" he let out into her ear before biting her lobe.
Hayden was so tight; he felt his cock jump against her butt. If he didn't know any better, he would swear she was a virgin. Brian couldn't even remember the last time he had ever felt someone so tight. Smearing some of her juices from around her slit, he then eased the length of two fingers back inside the teenager and listened to her moan and whimper softly as he proceeded to leisurely finger her – gently gliding them in and out of her.
"Uurghhhh... Daaa—aahhh Daddy..." Hayden whimpered.
"Say it." he reminded her, "Say it baby..."
Closing her eyes to the overwhelming sensation Hayden moaned and bore her hips down on Brian's fingers – burying them to the hilt.
"Nnnrghh yesss! I like it. I love your fingers inside me, Daddy. Please..." she said breathlessly, "Please don't stop..."
"Stop what?"
"Please don't stop fingering me! Don't—ooohh..."
"Yeah? You a bad little girl?"
"Nnrghhh yesss... so bad Daddy."
With that, Hayden felt a third finger slowly burrow its way inside her – causing her to bit her lip and squirm against the door.
"Ahhhh fuck, Daddy... I can't..." she moaned while shaking her head from side to side, "It won't, won't fit... oohhh fuck."
It was more than she could take. Over her gasps and Brian's grunts, she could hear the distinctive sound of her "step-father's" fingers slither lewdly in and out of her sopping, wet, cunt. She couldn't remember the last time she had been so wet, or used in such a forceful manner. Filling her young twat with multiple digits, Brian removed his other hand from Hayden's hard nipple to unzip his pants. He was about ready to cum and he didn't want to shoot like some teenager in his slacks.
As soon as the cold air hit his menacing tool he had to grit his teeth; he was so close. Brian continued to finger fuck his gorgeous young muse against the door as he unzipped her pants and aggressively tugged them down with her panties in one motion – leaving them over her hips and just enough to expose her butt. He had it in his mind that he wanted to mark her with his cum. Groaning at the mere thought of cumming on her sweet little ass, he plunged his prick into the crack of her ass and ripped denims.
Hayden wiggled her hips slightly, helping her jeans slip further down her thighs. Arching her back aggressively, Hayden erotically presented her glorious back side to him as she knew she too was on the verge of climaxing. Just then, Hayden blushed and experienced a moment of shame as she considering the situation she suddenly found herself in. There she was, like a wanton slut, getting finger-fucked, and with three fingers no less, by her soon to be step-father. Who the hell was she, Lindsay Lohan?
Despite these mixed feelings of regret, they were quickly replaced by a craze of lust when Brian suddenly brought his second hand between her legs and proceeded to play with her sensitive clit – all the while as he continue to piston three of his sodden fingers into her from behind. Now grunting loudly, Brian rubbed his cock up and down Hayden's velvety soft ass crack as both his hands worked feverishly to make her cum. Finally, he felt her tighten up and so he pushed his fingers as deep as he possibly could, urging her to cum.
"Cum for baby! Cum for daddy! Cum all over my fingers sweetie, cummm!!"
Grunting loudly, Hayden squeezed her eyes shut and shrieked at the top of her lungs as she felt her stomach knot.
"Oh fuck, ooohhh fuckk!! Daddy... yessss... I’m gonna cumm... I’m gonnnnnaaa CUMMM!!!" she cried.
And with that Hayden Panettiere thrashed her young hips and bucked her body wildly, and screamed out an earth shattering orgasm – her hips thrashing wildly over his slick fingers. Brian bit down on her shoulder as he let his cock suddenly twitch and explode all over her ass. Moaning and grunting loudly, he pushed his hips up as he sprayed and rubbed his spewing cock against her beautiful backside, splash up on her lower back as the last of her orgasm shook her body.
The only sound in the sparse office now was the heavy breathing of step-daughter and step-father. Brian's cum coated most of her lower back and butt. He pushed away from his fiancés daughter still breathing heavily. Returning to his desk, he zipped up his pants and calmly he sat down and smoothed his hair out as he watched Hayden, with trembling hands, do her pants up with her back facing him.
"You can go up to your room now," he told her, "I know you won't break curfew again."
Hayden reached out for the door handle when she heard Brian speak.
"Just know that I'll be handling the discipline around her from now on. Next time you break a rule you know what'll happen... and next time I might not be so nice. Understand?"
A shiver of something between fear and excitement surged through Hayden's stomach and straight to her still throbbing clit.
"Yes, Brian. Can I go?" she breathed.
"Yes you may sweetie, Goodnight."
With that Hayden ran upstairs to shower, never to break the rules again.
The Pornographer
(MF, inc)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
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It was just after 2am as Hollywood Hottie Hayden Panettiere arrived home to her step-father's office, knowing full well what was awaiting her. She had been late for the third night in a row, and while her extremely lenient mother was out of town pursing her own career, her mom's new fiancé Brian was left in charge of the house and the disciplinary responsibilities. Having only recently moved in, Brian insisted on adhering to a strict new curfew which of course Hayden detested.
Inside, Brian let out a low groan as he watched his soon to be step daughter attempt to sneak by his door. Clearing his throat he called out to her.
"Uh Hayden, I know you're there. I can hear you."
Not looking forward to dealing with his wayward "step-daughter", Brian pushed away the documents on his table and looked at her dispassionately. My god, what was she wearing? He didn't remember her leaving the house in that. Brian let his gaze swept over Hayden's tight orange tee and low-rider jeans. He wasn't a fool, and he knew why she has been late. She had been out screwing around.
Right from an early age, Hayden loved the boys and boys loved her right back. And with her growing popularity and rising stardom she was milking her new found success for all it was worth – hooking up with countless guys in the industry, including a few co-stars. From the moment Brian first met Hayden's mother Lesley, no more than eighteen months ago, Hayden had eyed him like a new toy. But coming from a showbiz family himself, he quickly recognized her type, and despite having just turned 18, he knew her to be a true to life bonafide cock-tease.
"What?!" She exclaimed while cocking her hip.
"Where have you been? You're mothers already called and she's worried sick. You're late... again."
Brian leaned back in his chair behind his desk and indicated with his hand that she should take a seat across from him. Rolling her eyes, Hayden reluctantly took a seat and didn't look forward to the next few minutes. She hated these lectures, especially considering Brian was way uptight and took everything so seriously.
"Do you know what time it is?"
"Yes Brian, I do understand how time works."
Brian rolled his eyes as she stressed his name. This was going to be difficult like before. It seemed Hayden got off on testing his patience.
"I know I'm late. Sorry. Can I go now?"
With that she stood and turned towards the door, her jeans rode low on her hips giving Brian a view of her lace pink underwear which peaking out of the back.
"Hayden, sit!"
Brian sat up in his chair trying to cover the semi-erection he perpetually sported in Hayden's presence. He wondered if her latest "date" was favored a glimpse of those alluring panties this evening. Clearing his throat he spoke.
"You're mother is going to be angry, why can't you just be on time for once?"
Hayden turned around and looked down at her mother's fiancé. She inwardly sighed over his handsome features; the boys she frequently dated would never compare to him. Her only defense against her maddening crush on him was her flippant behavior. Hayden used her flirtation and "bad attitude" as a shield to fool her everyone around them. In recent times Hayden's mother seemed to fret over the poor relationship Brian and Hayden had and Hayden liked it that way, to play it safe.
But tonight Hayden was exceptionally frustrated with her attraction to Brian. She had gone out with an older executive from Paramount just a few hours earlier, hoping he'd measure up but he left her feeling just as the other boys did, aggravated and empty – and blowing his wad way too quickly for her. Hayden knew Brian wasn't comfortable around her because of the way she dressed and her flirtatious ways, so she decided to make him just as aggravated.
Hayden turned around with a slow turn of her hips. Brian leaned back in his chair noticing the change in her attitude. He was not looking forward with dealing with any of her cunning antics. After all, Brian was no fool, and to all intents and purposes Hayden Panettiere was pure Jailbait. Besides, he was in no mood tonight having been on edge during work all day.
"Why can't I be on time, Daddy?" She smiled slyly when she saw the annoyance flicker through his blue eyes at her use of "daddy".
"I'll tell you why; because it takes me too long to get Milo off. I try so hard to get him to cum faster, but I must be doing something wrong. I use my hands... my mouth... but I just can't seem to make him shoot quick enough. I'll try harder next time, Daddy, I promise."
Hayden looked down at her soon to be step-father with innocent eyes, and leaning forward, allowed her shirt to gap open in the front and reward Brian a view of her burgeoning breasts. God damn she was beautiful. Pure wickedness, he thought.
"Don't be vulgar young lady. I'm not in the mood." He said sternly, trying desperately to take charge once again.
Still, Brian couldn't help eyeing the view Hayden willingly provided him. It was then he looked down her shirt and realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Inside Brian could see the tops of Hayden's full-smooth mounds and was no longer concerned about concealing his semi-erection; as he now had a full blown hard-on. Seconds went by and he couldn't pull his gaze away from the teenagers tits, and staring intently could just make out the outline of her hard "pink" nipples through her shirt – causing him to swear under his breath.
Grinning slyly Hayden spoke, "What's wrong Daddy, see something you like?"
"Stop calling me that."
"Okay, sure. Brian."
Somehow no matter what Hayden said it caused his cock to swell and twitch in his pants. Hayden could now see the hunger in Brian eyes. He never allowed himself to look at her like that and she utterly enjoyed it; her pussy was already throbbing with need and her panties moistened with anticipation. In her mind, Hayden was determined to get up to her room, strip, lunge on her bed and finger-fuck herself fervently till she screamed his name. With that, Hayden pushed herself away from the desk and turned her back to Brian to walk away.
"You know, that's the same expression Milo had just before I let him slide his hand inside my pants," she teasingly offered over her shoulder. "Anyway, Goodnight Daddy,"
Just then, as Hayden reached out for the door she was suddenly and unexpectedly pushed against the door, and felt Brian's body pressed along the length of her – his throbbing member poking her in the back. Brian quickly grasped both of her wrists and held them with one hand over her head. Pinning her to the door his voice turned to gravel as he whispered in her ear.
"I told you, don't call me that. I'm so sick of your fucking games Hayden."
Hayden's breathing became labored as Brian pushed against her harder, rubbing his hard-on against her body. What was he doing?
Keeping her cool, Hayden glanced over her shoulder and cooed, "What do you think you're doing, Daddy? Get off me. Let go."
With that she then bucked her hips in an attempt to push him away but instead she inadvertently rubbed her ass harder against Brian's cock. He in turn pushed back against her agian, groaning as he massaged his penis against her butt. Hayden suddenly became concerned; her games had never gone this far – even with Milo. She would usually just tease her men to no end but never let them get physical and touch her... most times.
But with every move of Brian's hips Hayden struggled a little less, admiring the feel of his heavy member rub against her tight 18-year-old ass. When Brian felt Hayden relax slightly, he moved his free hand up to her rib cage and under her shirt – searching out her breasts. Finding his mark, his hand then stopping short of her right teat.
There he squeezed it ever so softly and groaned, "Are you done teasing me, Hayden?"
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Brian waited for an answer but heard nothing from his fiancé daughter. With a hard thrust of his hips he then took her pert breast firmly into his hand, causing her to gasp with surprise. He then found and roughly twisted her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and spoke again.
"I said, are you going to tease me anymore?"
"Nnnghhh goddd..." she let out softly.
Hayden couldn't believe how her body was reacting to her step-father's touch; she could feel her panties flood with excitement. What did he want her to say? What did he want her to do? Taking a deep breath, Hayden turned her head to the side to see his normally relaxed features were tight, his jaw clenching as he stared down at her. His hand continued to work on her taut pink nipple as he slowed his hips – now gently grinding his cock against her denim covered ass.
"Nnghhh... I won't... I won't tease you anymore... I promise."
Her voice cracked as she licked her luscious lips and peach flavored lip gloss. This was payback, and payback on a grand scale.
Glancing over her shoulder, Brian's grip loosened on her wrists and for a moment she thought, disappointedly, that he would let her go. Strangely, she didn't want him to move away from her but could see common sense was coming back to him as he started to step away from her. Frustrated, Hayden stood resting her head on the door trying to regulate her breathing as she dealt with her disappointment. She scolded herself; she shouldn't have been lusting after her mother's lover.
Brian looked over at Hayden's nubile body and admired the incredibly tight ass his cock had been pressed against only moment earlier. Despite his moral qualms, he could feel his cock throb with need and anticipation and looking at Hayden now didn't help his resolution to stop. Brian devilishly thought to himself, what the fuck? His cock was throbbing and she was a little cock-tease; how could he not want to fuck her two ways to Sundays? She deserved it. She earned it. She wanted it. So did he.
Just then, Brian observed Hayden exhale with disappointment and prepare to push herself up from the door when he quickly made the decision to continue.
"Don't move!" He affirmed behind her.
To her credit Hayden froze still as he then placed both hands on her waist and ran them up her side, over her soft subtle rub cage and over her breasts. Hayden's little orange shirt quickly gathering up around his hands, and annoyed, he abruptly ripped it open. He looked down the front of Hayden as he stood behind her, cupping and massaging her pert teenage breasts.
"You won't be late again, will you? Do you know why?" He whispered before deftly kissing her neck and biting at her ear.
"Oooh... wh—why?" Hayden panted, her knees turning to jell-o as Brian groped her against the office door.
Smirking to himself, Brian slowly lowered his right hand to Hayden's tummy firmly holding her to the front of his body.
"Because I'll be giving you more then what you're getting from Milo."
With that, Brian pushed his hand down inside Hayden's jeans, causing her to gasp in surprise as his fingers immediately shoved there way inside her panties and wiggled around – lightly brushing against her pubic mound. As soon as he found his destination Brian let out a low groan of pleasure.
"Oh my fucking god..."
His sexy little celebrity step-daughter was dripping. Wet.
"Oh fuck, tell me you like Daddy's fingers here... tell me you love it."
To emphasize his words Brian plunged two fingers deep into Hayden's soaking wet cunt, and gasped to himself as he found her to be ridiculously tight.
"Hooo—Holy shit!" he let out into her ear before biting her lobe.
Hayden was so tight; he felt his cock jump against her butt. If he didn't know any better, he would swear she was a virgin. Brian couldn't even remember the last time he had ever felt someone so tight. Smearing some of her juices from around her slit, he then eased the length of two fingers back inside the teenager and listened to her moan and whimper softly as he proceeded to leisurely finger her – gently gliding them in and out of her.
"Uurghhhh... Daaa—aahhh Daddy..." Hayden whimpered.
"Say it." he reminded her, "Say it baby..."
Closing her eyes to the overwhelming sensation Hayden moaned and bore her hips down on Brian's fingers – burying them to the hilt.
"Nnnrghh yesss! I like it. I love your fingers inside me, Daddy. Please..." she said breathlessly, "Please don't stop..."
"Stop what?"
"Please don't stop fingering me! Don't—ooohh..."
"Yeah? You a bad little girl?"
"Nnrghhh yesss... so bad Daddy."
With that, Hayden felt a third finger slowly burrow its way inside her – causing her to bit her lip and squirm against the door.
"Ahhhh fuck, Daddy... I can't..." she moaned while shaking her head from side to side, "It won't, won't fit... oohhh fuck."
It was more than she could take. Over her gasps and Brian's grunts, she could hear the distinctive sound of her "step-father's" fingers slither lewdly in and out of her sopping, wet, cunt. She couldn't remember the last time she had been so wet, or used in such a forceful manner. Filling her young twat with multiple digits, Brian removed his other hand from Hayden's hard nipple to unzip his pants. He was about ready to cum and he didn't want to shoot like some teenager in his slacks.
As soon as the cold air hit his menacing tool he had to grit his teeth; he was so close. Brian continued to finger fuck his gorgeous young muse against the door as he unzipped her pants and aggressively tugged them down with her panties in one motion – leaving them over her hips and just enough to expose her butt. He had it in his mind that he wanted to mark her with his cum. Groaning at the mere thought of cumming on her sweet little ass, he plunged his prick into the crack of her ass and ripped denims.
Hayden wiggled her hips slightly, helping her jeans slip further down her thighs. Arching her back aggressively, Hayden erotically presented her glorious back side to him as she knew she too was on the verge of climaxing. Just then, Hayden blushed and experienced a moment of shame as she considering the situation she suddenly found herself in. There she was, like a wanton slut, getting finger-fucked, and with three fingers no less, by her soon to be step-father. Who the hell was she, Lindsay Lohan?
Despite these mixed feelings of regret, they were quickly replaced by a craze of lust when Brian suddenly brought his second hand between her legs and proceeded to play with her sensitive clit – all the while as he continue to piston three of his sodden fingers into her from behind. Now grunting loudly, Brian rubbed his cock up and down Hayden's velvety soft ass crack as both his hands worked feverishly to make her cum. Finally, he felt her tighten up and so he pushed his fingers as deep as he possibly could, urging her to cum.
"Cum for baby! Cum for daddy! Cum all over my fingers sweetie, cummm!!"
Grunting loudly, Hayden squeezed her eyes shut and shrieked at the top of her lungs as she felt her stomach knot.
"Oh fuck, ooohhh fuckk!! Daddy... yessss... I’m gonna cumm... I’m gonnnnnaaa CUMMM!!!" she cried.
And with that Hayden Panettiere thrashed her young hips and bucked her body wildly, and screamed out an earth shattering orgasm – her hips thrashing wildly over his slick fingers. Brian bit down on her shoulder as he let his cock suddenly twitch and explode all over her ass. Moaning and grunting loudly, he pushed his hips up as he sprayed and rubbed his spewing cock against her beautiful backside, splash up on her lower back as the last of her orgasm shook her body.
The only sound in the sparse office now was the heavy breathing of step-daughter and step-father. Brian's cum coated most of her lower back and butt. He pushed away from his fiancés daughter still breathing heavily. Returning to his desk, he zipped up his pants and calmly he sat down and smoothed his hair out as he watched Hayden, with trembling hands, do her pants up with her back facing him.
"You can go up to your room now," he told her, "I know you won't break curfew again."
Hayden reached out for the door handle when she heard Brian speak.
"Just know that I'll be handling the discipline around her from now on. Next time you break a rule you know what'll happen... and next time I might not be so nice. Understand?"
A shiver of something between fear and excitement surged through Hayden's stomach and straight to her still throbbing clit.
"Yes, Brian. Can I go?" she breathed.
"Yes you may sweetie, Goodnight."
With that Hayden ran upstairs to shower, never to break the rules again.