My name is Larissa, I'll be 17 in 5 weeks and this is my dark confession. I've lived with my step-father for the last two and a half years due to my mother being a selfish nympho psychopath with an occasional drug problem. Though my mother is gorgeous, she's a fucking c**t and a loser. My step-father is amazing. I'm grateful I stayed with him after their divorce. He is a kind, loving, intelligent and very built towering individual. Most people are scared of him they first meet because he towers over them and carries himself like a tank. Again though, he came from the south, Georgia and is about the best person you could ever meet in life. My confession is this, I got my mother looks, beautiful skin, long perfectly straight black hair, bright blue eyes, I'm 5'6, 38c with practically no waist but a large firm round ass. My mother gave me the gift of looks but not luck. A while back my step father saved me from a situation where a guy was forcing himself on me and put him in the hospital. Before this I had a mental attraction towards him. After this I have been significantly obsessed with everything about him. I hate seeing him go on date with these garabage ass women. When he's home I do my best to be a good daughter, a great friend and pretty much put myself in the role of house wife. About a year ago I started slowly trying to catch his eye, trying to have his attention. I do t close doors anymore when I change or shower. I have dinner ready when he gets home. After I shower at night, I wear more "attractive" night clothes as we sit together in the living room and he reads and I do school work. Since I do all the laundry now I never put towels in his bathroom or mine. Thanks to this I had to bring him a towel and managed to see his beautiful penis. When I "forgot" my towel I made sure he saw my naked wet body which I noticed made him blush. Some days when I know he's had a rough day, I have him take off his shirt revealing his beautifully built torso, and give him back rubs...which may I add have left him with a few erections. I go out of my way for him every chance I get. I've talked him out of dates, and instead we've stayed home and watched movies together while I lay in his arms "because I got tired and "fell asleep" which he has so sweetly carried me back to bed with his massive big arms pressed against my body.
In the last few weeks I've become more bold and forth front in persuing him. In all honestly I love him, he is the perfect man, and he deserves a woman that will appreciate him and treat him as the good man he is. Two nights ago I made my move. I waited on his bed in nothing but a lace thong and waited for him to get out of the shower. When he walked out of the bathroom he had his towel around his waist and froze. He could barely get any words out. I stood up and wrapped my arms around him, whispered into his ear that I loved him and that I have a gift for him, but his neck and dropped his towel. I took his hands and put them in my hips, and at this point I felt his third leg grow and raise to press against the inside of my legs. My pussy throbbed and dripped with excitement, I could mess this up. I laid him to the bed, we kissed deeply and passionately, I kissed his body all the way down and began to suck on his girthy cock as I stroked it. Moments later he picked me up, as he stood holding me in the air with my legs around him, I could feel his swollen dick tip begin to press my pussy lips that were so ready and eager for him. He stopped and looked me in the eyes and asked me "Are you sure honey?" I said yes, I love you and kissed him again. Then I felt it, he began pushing his large wife vieny monster inside of me. It was very painful at first even though he went slow. It felt like it took him forever to get all of his cock inside me. He held me with ease and lift me up and down his cock, we kissed passionately as I bounced on his horse cock. It felt like he was splitting my body apart, like he was turning me inside out, like I was choking in my throat on his cock. Even if I tried I could not have been able to keep back the screaming and moans of pure heaven. Soon he went faster, our tongues down each other's throats, he thrust so much harder now. He began to moan and grunt, he was breathing heavily, I could stop the earth shattering orgasim he was giving me, I screamed uncontrollably as my body was rocked my the great orgasim. This must have been enough for him, he let his load go, filling me up inside. We both loud, hot and sweaty l, trying to catch our breath, his juices dripping from me. My step father, the man I love, had just taken my virginity and given the greatest gift ever. Since that. Our relationship has changed. He cut off the two women he was talking to. We've made love multiple times since, and not once has he pulled out on me. Now, he comes home to me. He's mine, and I look forward to carrying his child if I'm ever so lucky.