18 year old Julianne was a tease, and she knew it. When she had been created, luck had gone in her favor, giving her perfect features, a narrow waist, and an ass to die for. Practice had given her the walk to show it all off.
When she was 12, her mom had shown her how to use makeup, allowing one more tool to drive the men crazy, as she made her gorgeous blue eyes bigger and plumped her already luscious red mouth.
In high school, once the dress code relaxed, her necklines crept down and her hems crept up. Today she was wearing her favorite outfit: a purple mini-skirt that barely covered her ass and a blue wrap shirt that circled her waist, leaving a two inch strip bare...and making her boobs look bigger. She'd added a long necklace that dipped down into her cleavage—enhanced by the tight shirt—and 3 ½ inch black spike heels with thin straps circling her perfect ankles.
She could tell in every class the effect her outfit was having, as male students and teachers alike adjusted their suddenly too tight pants and tried to hide their growing bulges under and behind desks. Even some of the females admired her body openly. One, a girl in her shop class named Tya, who happened to be her partner that day, waited until the teacher had turned around and slipped one hand between Julianne's legs, sliding it quickly across her clit before the teacher looked back over.
Unfortunately for Julianne, one of her teachers was sick that day and the substitute she'd left was, for lack of a better word, a square. Within 2 minutes of walking in, her well-practiced sway giving brief, teasing glimpses of her bare ass, just a black thong riding down the center, she was walking back out, on her way to the principal's office.
Here her luck got no better, as the head principal was out for the day, leaving just the secretary and attendance officer. They called her stepfather.
"What the hell were you thinking?" his voice thundered through the room as he strode into the office waiting area.
Julianne stood up slowly, crossing her arms under her breasts, making them nearly threaten to spill out of their confines. She pouted out her bottom lip.
"It's not what you think, Daddy," she said, putting extra sweetness into her voice, and calling him by the pet name she'd adopted as a early teen whenever she needed him to go easy on her. It didn't seem to work this time, as her stepfather grabbed her upper arm and marched her out the door. Julianne nearly stumbled, as he could walk much faster than her, and she was already trying to balance on her spike heels.
He shoved her into the passenger's seat of his black Lexus SUV and walked around to the driver's side. He didn't start the car right away, putting one hand on each side of the wheel and giving a long sigh.
"I'll ask again. What the hell were you thinking, Juli?" He asked, his voice strained as he turned his head to face her.
Julianne had crossed her arms again and was still pouting. "Mom doesn't care what I wear, and its fun to drive the guys crazy. Besides, I'm 18. I can dress any way I want to." She uncrossed her arms and turned to him, lowering her eyelashes coyly. "That teacher was a square, Sean. He just didn't like that I turned him on in front of the class."
A muscle ticked in her stepfather's jaw. He shoved the car into gear and drove, saying nothing more.
Julianne turned back straight in her seat, arms across her chest.
Sean pulled the car roughly into the driveway and jumped out, making it to Julianne's door before she had time to open it. He grabbed her arm again and propelled her into the house.
Julianne tried to jerk away as they came through the door, starting to get angry at the way he was treating her. The second time she jerked; he turned and slammed her back against the hallway wall. Julianne stared at her stepfather in shock at his sudden move. He pinned her to the wall with his body, one hand holding her right arm immobile.
"You think you can run all over people and treat them any way you want, don't you Juli?" he hissed out through a clenched jaw. "But you're nothing more than a common whore."
Juli's mouth dropped open in shock. She used her free left hand and slapped Sean clean across the face, the smack echoing in the hallway. Sean grabbed her wrist and pinned both hands above her head as he stared at her...and then suddenly kissed her, crushing her mouth with bruising force. When she didn't respond, he dropped her hands to behind her back, holding them in place, and grabbed her hair, tipping her head back.
"Kiss me, whore."
Juli had always had a secret fantasy about her stepfather, every since her mom had married him just before her 11th birthday. This wasn't part of it, though. A tear formed and slowly slid down her cheek.
"Please, Daddy," She whispered. "Don't hurt me."
Sean was shocked back to his senses by her tears. He stepped back and released her arms. "I...I'm sorry, Juli. I don't know what I was thinking." He brushed her tear away with his fingertips. "You just have no idea what you do to me." He brought her hand up and laid it against his crotch, letting his member throb against her fingers. Juli looked up at him as it throbbed again.
"Yes, I do," She said softly.
Sean stared back at her in shock for the second time that day. "What?" He responded. He pulled her hips tight to him and ground his cock into her stomach. "You've been begging for this, haven't you? You wear all those skimpy, tight, barely there clothes for me, and you've just been waiting for me to take you." He kissed her again, this time with lust instead of anger, letting his tongue slip into her mouth and slide over her tongue.
"What can I say?" Juli answered when he pulled away for air. She tilted her head and looked up with fake shyness. "I'm Daddy's naughty little girl."
Sean groaned at that and Juli felt his cock surge against her. He picked her up and carried her into her bedroom, setting her on her feet next to her queen size four poster bed. Hands on either side of her face, he kissed her again and again, his tongue thrusting between her lips. Finally he pulled away.
"Take your shirt off for your daddy," he said; his voice husky.
Juli took her shirt off slowly, watching his eyes darken with need as she revealed her breasts, barely contained in her black lace bra.
"Oh, Baby," He moaned, pulling her towards him and burying his face in her cleavage, one hand cupping her left breast, thumb finding and stroking over the nipple.