Domination. Adult Youth, oral anal, f/Ff
This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a teenage girl and an older woman and girl. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.
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A Cinderella Story
By
Jan
When I was first introduced to my future stepmother, I thought she was a beautiful woman. My mother was bedridden in the final stages of leukemia. My father had hired a nurse to live with us and to look after my mother. The nurse's name was Laura.
She was a tall woman with black hair and big brown eyes. She seemed to have a present personality. I was too naive to recognize that she was flirting with my father while my mother was dying.
At the funeral, Mom's best friend was heartbroken and assured Daddy and me that she would always be there to support us. Amanda had known my mother since grammar school and taught history at our local high school.
After the funeral, Laura stayed on to look after me. It was only a matter of six months before my father married Laura. She had a daughter of her own, named Lesia. Lesia and I stayed with one of her relatives while our parents were on their honeymoon because I had no relatives living close.
Lisa was 12-years-old and thought she was the prettiest thing on two legs and was a spoiled brat. She resented me and nothing I did could endear me to her.
When the newlyweds returned, we returned to our home. Lesa and I had our own bedrooms. Lisa did her best to come between my father and me. Daddy suffered her rudeness and assured me that things would improve. He often said: "Kathy, because you are a 15-years-old you are the older sister and need to help Lesa mature
Laura behaved like a loving mother in my father's presence but in his absence, she belittled me and spoiled Lesa. Laura encouraged Daddy to work harder at the law firm to become a partner before he was forty.
Daddy took on cases all over the place and was out of town more than he was home. In his absence Laura became more dictatorial towards me. Lesa realized that my bedroom was bigger than hers and demanded that her mother give her my room. I gave up my room to keep the peace.
Then the unthinkable happened, Daddy was flying from Illinois to Texas during the winter in a small cooperate jet owned by another law firm. The plane went down in Missouri. Everyone on board perished.
The funeral marked the final change in my place in Laura's family. There was no need to pretend that she liked me. It started with her demanding that I brush her hair every night. If I pulled her hair I was slapped across the face. Then I was given the job of making the beds and do the laundry. To humiliate me even more she made apply lotion to her body every night.
She was defiantly a bitch but she did have one hell of a body. She was all of five-foot nine-inches tall. If her 42-DD's were enhanced with implants I couldn't detect any scars. She had a dancer's long legs. She insisted that I shave her underarms and trim and shape her pubic hair into a triangle small enough to be covered by a playing card. One morning while I was cleaning her crotch, she complained that I had missed a hair and when I moved close to look for the fandom hair, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face tightly against her cunt She demanded that I lick her cunt.
I complied with her demand. I became her personal cunt lapper after that day. I was also expected to wipe her crotch and butt after she used the toilet. She came up with the idea of making me lick her asshole after wiping her ass and cunt to ensure that I did a good job.
Lesia was becoming even more demanding. She paraded around the house dressed in men's clothes. She wanted me to shave her like her mom and lick her pussy too. She came up with an idea and asked her Mom if she could fuck me.
Laura not only approved of the idea, she also went out and bought a variety of sex toys tor the two of them. She came home with a bag filled with a variety of dildos, some were strap-on and some were strapless. She had bought butt plugs and items to stuff in vaginas as well as a lubricant. She taught Lesa how to put on the dildos in front of me and watched as Lesa set about fucking me. Lesa wasn't satisfied with just fucking my pussy, she made me lay face down on the leather arm of the couch so that she would fuck y asshole. I was getting physically rundown from being used by both of them almost every day.
One day at school Amanda saw me and was shocked by the way I looked. She wanted to know what was wrong but I couldn't tell her what was going on. There was no proof and it would be my word against theirs.
The brake came the day Lesa fined illness to stay home while I went on to school. When I got home Lesa was very pompous wanting to tell me all about what she had done that day. She started telling me that her mother's best friend came over for a visit and brought along her 10-year-old daughter. While they watched, she had fucked the girl with one of her strap-on dildos.
I was about to pass it all off as her just making up a story.
Lesa offered to prove it to me and she showed me where her mother had a video recording machine and showed me where cameras were located and assured me that her mom had cameras in her bedroom as well. She turned on the machine and actually showed me the video of her fucking the crying girl. It wasn't enough to just fuck her little pussy she draped the girl over the arm of the leather couch and fucked the girl in the ass as well. I could hear the two women discussing Lesa's skill at fucking. They seemed to enjoy the distress of the crying girl.
The first chance I got I used a memory stick (or flash drive) to copy what they had recorded. When I went to school, I asked Amanda if I could talk to her after school. She took me home with her and I told her about what was going on at home. To prove it was true I showed her on her laptop the video of Lesa fucking the young girl. She also got to see Laura making me eat her pussy and licking her ass while slapping my face for not pleasing her the way she wanted. There were hours of sex on the memory stick.
Amanda was shocked and called my dad's boss at the law firm and told him what was going on. He made arrangements with a judge for a search warrant and had a couple of Deputy Sheriffs accompany him when they raided my home. They confiscated all of the video equipment and arrested Lura, her lady friend. Lesa, the girl, and myself were taken into custody.
It did take long before Laura and her friend were behind bars. Lesa wound up in a juvenile home for incorrigible girls. The 10-year-old went into the foster system. As for me, Amanda started the paperwork to become my guardian and my father's estate was put in trust for me.
I felt that it was necessary to tell Amanda something before she agreed to become my guardian. I told her that even though I hated Lura and Lesa for making me have sex with them, I had to admit that I like having sex with women. Amanda wrapped me in her protective arms and kissed me on the forehead. "Honey, I have to tell you that your mother and I were lovers from our grammar school days.
She contacted the lawyers and had adoption papers drawn up. When we appressed before the judge about her becoming my guardian, she presented the adoption papers. The judge asked me if I approve of Amanda adopting me, I assured him that I wanted her to become my mother.
I was the happiest girl in the world. Amanda sold her home and moved into my house. The master bedroom became our wedding bed.
Curiosity made me eventually find out what happened to Laura, Lesa, the woman, and her daughter. Laura and her friend became real dykes behind bars and abused several younger women behind bars. Lesa had a breakdown because older girls raped her daily while she was incarcerated. She didn't have her mother to protect her. The young girl apparently had been taken in by a family that was religious and she became converted to become a born-again Christian.
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