by Izzy Slam
I gave it little thought before telling her I would do my best.
But when she swept those covers off her body, and I saw that she was completely naked, my dick responded in ways I didn’t want or expect.
I also immediately heard the humming of the toy, which just made me stiff as a board, picturing my horny 18-year-old stepdaughter and her nubile body while she masturbated.
I told myself to just get the toy out, then I could go and give myself a hand job and forget about this horrible experience.
Well, Becca spread her legs as I sat down on the bed next to her, and my dick twitched inside my pants. I put my hand over her lower tummy and stuck several fingers inside her pussy. And when I felt how wet she was, I had to bite my tongue to not let some nasty expletive escape my lips.
I drew a deep breath, feeling heat creep all over my body, especially between my legs. I glanced up and saw that her eyes were closed and her nipples sitting atop her ample breasts were like dollops of pink yogurt that I just wanted to lick.
The vibrations of the toy were powerful on my fingers as I delved deeper. I could see the attraction to these things. Becca bit her lip as I dug deeper in her wet pussy, and when I felt the bottom part of the toy, I had to wiggle and curl my fingers like crazy in order to reach it, but when Becca let out a moan and thrust her hips up, I knew right away I was having an effect on her supple body that I should not have been having. Well, me and the toy combined.
“Yes, Daddy. Right there,” she moaned.
My mouth fell open. Her tongue swiped along her lips, and by God I dug further, harder. And she just thrust her hips up and down like she was masturbating in the air.
My cock got so hard, I thought I would blow my wad right there in my pants.
Once I finally got the toy between my fingers, I felt the small loop of a cord, barely big enough for a pinky, and pulled it out very slowly.
She let out this long groan and reached up to fondle her pretty pink nipples, making my dick harder than ever. I felt pre-cum seeping out of my slit.
But instead of handing her the toy and going on my merry way, I pulled it up to her clit and let it sit there.
Her eyes shot open and she lifted her head off the mattress to look down.
“Oooooh… yes…aaaaahhhhh…”
Her purring voice just fueled my extreme horniness just then. I thought, well, if I just let my stepdaughter cum like this and we never mention it again, it’ll be like it didn’t happen.
I wasn’t about to touch her, though. No way. But I did let the vibrator touch her. I held it there over her clit, moved it from side to side a little, watched her buck her hips and memorizing what ever inch of her body looked like because I was going to jerk my meat so hard when I was done here.
But when Becca reached over and started rubbing my dick through my jeans, I realized there was a chance I wouldn’t have to do that.
I don’t know how she did it, but she got me unzipped, unbuttoned, and pulled my rigid cock out with one hand.
She pursed her lips together, moaned as she started stroking my cock, and trembled her lower body as I rubbed the slick, wet bullet over her pearl.
I found myself rocking my hips up to meet her little fingers as they tugged my length. I glanced down between her legs and saw a river of cream seeping from her slit. Then her fingers swirled in circles over the head of my cock, and my balls pulsed with the cum that was raging inside of them.
My sexy little stepdaughter ran her pointer over one nipple while pumping her fist up and down my cock. I dipped the tip of the bullet inside her tunnel, then brought it back out to her clit. Her legs splayed open and she squealed.
“Oh fuck!” she cried out, bucking her hips wildly.
I couldn’t hold back. I shot out a rope of cum that went so far it landed right on her tits. She squeezed my girth and caught some of my jizz with her thumb, still ferociously thrusting against the vibrator while her breasts rolled from side to side.
I glanced down at my cock again, spurted out another stream of cum, and damn near convulsed at the intensity of this orgasm I had just shared with my hot stepdaughter.
When Becca pushed my hand away, I knew she’d had enough. My dick went soft in her hands, and she rolled over, showing me her sexy, curvy ass.
“Thanks, Daddy. You’re the best,” she said, stretching her arms up and yawning.
I told her no problem, then went and got in the shower to wash away the guilt. She and I never brought up what happened that day, but I have to admit, I’ve always wanted it to happen again. Maybe someday…
“Daphne”
I need my stepdad to scare my nightmares away. When I feel his hardness up against me under the sheets, those nightmares become a thing of the past.
***
When I was 19, I was involved in a bad car accident. My friend and I were extremely lucky that we didn’t suffer any major injuries, but I still had these flashbacks that upset me, thinking about how bad it could have been.
Within a week, I was suffering from night terrors and had trouble sleeping. Well, one night that was particularly bad, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I went into my parent’s bedroom. My mom was visiting her cousins at the time, so I crawled under the sheets and gently woke up my stepdad.
He and my mom had been married for about seven years, and the two of us always been close, so I didn’t worry about him getting mad or anything. I explained to him that I just couldn’t stand to wake up alone again to those terrorizing images.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. But I don’t know if it’s a good idea for you to sleep in the same bed with me. Have you thought about going to the living room and playing the television in the background?”
I laid down next to him and pouted, telling him that wasn’t good enough. That I had already tried sleeping with the lights on and the music going, and that all it did was keep me awake.
“Please, Daddy. Just hold me so I won’t feel scared?”
I flipped over and wiggled my body up against his, reaching behind me to grab his arm and wrap it around my waist.
I didn’t think it would trigger anything. He was my stepdad after all. But when I felt his hard body pressed up against me, suddenly nightmares were the least of my worries.
This electrical zing rippled all through me, and I started wondering what my stepdad was like in bed
He didn’t fight me. Actually, he pulled me closer to him and hugged me a little tighter. “Okay, baby. I’ll scare the nightmares away.”
I smiled and closed my eyes, trying to drift back to sleep, but it was a lost cause. It was so nice having him hold me and keep me safe, I couldn’t help the fantasies that ran through my mind.
I wondered if he was able to sleep too, but only because Daddy had a tendency to snore sometimes, and he was not snoring. Every few minutes, he would sniff, and his thumb would lightly brush along my tummy.
When I felt something hard against my bottom, my eyes shot open and my pussy started to ache in a way I was familiar with. Daddy was getting a boner, and it awakened the naughty girl in me.
I moved my ass a few times, trying to press up against him without it being too noticeable. His cock bumped and got harder, and the palm of his hand pressed against my stomach.
I was so turned on, all I could think about was him fucking me, so I began rotating my hips in a circle, rubbing my backside against his hard dick and full-on teasing him beyond his limits.
“Daphne,” he whispered. “What are you doing?”
I let my hand wander behind me and slipped it between us. He was only wearing boxers, and his dick had already put a wet spot just below the elastic. I gripped his hardness, getting so wet as I stroked it through the cotton material, especially the way it kept twitching against my fingers.
“Sshhhhit,” he grumbled. “You really should not do that, sweetheart.”
I told him that I wanted it, and that he obviously wanted me, so what was the problem?
His hand wandered up
to my chest, and he found my nipples through my pajama top. I wasn’t wearing a bra, just a button up shirt and thin pants.
Well, he started undoing my buttons while I grinded up against his cock and ran my hand down the side of his leg. He was moaning, and I was breathing heavy, and there was all this hungry lust swirling all around us as he tried to get me undressed.
When his bare fingers found my tits, he spent a few minutes playing with my nipples and making them hard while also grinding his cock into the crack of my ass. I wanted him inside my pussy so fucking bad, so I gripped the waist of my pajama pants and pulled them down, frantically kicking them away under the sheets.
Daddy groaned and moved his hand down the front of my panties. I parted my legs a little to make it easier for him and he sank his fingers into my wetness before coming out to finger my clit.
God, it felt so good. I bucked my hips, moaning and breathing hard. Everything happened so fast, it was hard to believe my own daddy was fingering my pussy, but the fact that it was so forbidden made my pussy throb like mad.
I didn’t announce my orgasm, but I was huffing so hard when my clit started to bounce that I’m sure he noticed. He nuzzled his face in my hair and let out a soft growl as I came.
I reached around again and grabbed the waist of his boxers, but he finished the job for me, sliding them down his legs then lifting up one of mine before sliding into my pussy.
I was soaked to the hilt and he muttered a “fuuuuuuuck” as he went in. Since I was only nineteen, I hadn’t had sex a lot. I’d just lost my virginity last year, so I was tight, and I knew he would appreciate that.
I rocked against his movements and ended up tossing the sheets aside so I could hold my leg up as he fucked me from behind.
He moved a finger to my clit again and swirled it round and round, whispering in my ear that I had the tightest, wettest pussy ever.
“Yes, Daddy,” I groaned, getting really close to cumming again.
He flicked my bean so good as his cock drilled in and out of me, I actually came several more times before he did.
His growls turned me on so much as he shot his load. I was surprised he came inside of me, but I was on the pill so it didn’t matter. But experiencing his cum ooze out of me was so erotic.
I refused to move after he slipped out of me, and he just laid there and hugged me. It was like neither one of us wanted to acknowledge what had happened.
But a few hours later, I woke up and Daddy was grinding his big dick on my ass again, so we fucked once again, Daddy’s big, rough fingers playing with my clit and making me cum over and over.
It was the best sex ever and it cured my nightmares.
“Derek”
While out of town on a cheerleading competition, my stepdaughter and her friend get drunk. I bring them both back to my hotel room and tuck them in bed. But then I’m woken up first thing in the morning by the both of their lips wrapped around my…
***
I recently had to take my stepdaughter out of town for a cheerleading competition. Her mother was tied up with work and wouldn’t be able to make it until the very last moment, but Heather needed to show up several days early for practice.
The first night we were there, Heather hung out with her cheerleader friends in the hotel room next to ours. Apparently three had come alone, without their parents, which I couldn’t imagine doing, but it was sort of the norm for these particular girls to do things like that unsupervised.
Heather was 18 years old at the time, as were all her friends next door, but they were also seniors in high school, so I still felt the need to keep a close eye on things. Around eleven o’clock that night, I heard a blast of music through the walls, so I decided to go check things out.
Heather’s friend Rhonda answered the door, and her hand flew to her mouth the moment she saw me. Her eyes were glossy, and I could smell the alcohol right away.
She muttered an “oh shit.”
“Let me see Heather. Now,” I told her, trying to keep my cool.
My stepdaughter peered timidly over Rhonda’s head and waved innocently at me. “Hey, Daddy. Somethin’ th’matter?”
She looked to be about three sheets to the wind, so I curled my finger at her. “Party time is over. Come with me.”
By the time she walked out into the hallway, it was apparent just how drunk she was. She had to hold onto the wall for balance.
“Jesus, Heather. How much did you drink?” I asked her, not sure if I really wanted to know.
She closed her eyes, pouted her lips, and shrugged. “Dunno. Maybe, ten. No! Nine…”
I shook my head and wrapped my arms around her. “You’re going to feel like shit in the morning.”
I started walking her back to our room when I heard the door close, then Rhonda’s voice. “Um, Mr. Collins?” I glanced back at her. “Can I spend the night with you guys? It’s too crazy in there.”
I nodded and told her that was fine. Rhonda didn’t seem as drunk as my daughter, so I was glad to get her out of that environment.
When we got back to the room, Rhonda and Heather went into the bathroom together, I guessed to brush their teeth and wash up for bed. But when Heather came out, she was wearing nothing but thong panties and a tight, white tank top.
Her nipples poked through the fabric as she stood there, swaying back and forth, twirling her hair.
“You know, Daddy. Rhonda has always had a crush on you. And truthfully, I have too.”
I tossed the magazine aside that I had been reading, watching my daughter saunter my way. She was a tiny thing, but she had curves in all the right places.
I hadn’t once had a sexual thought about my stepdaughter. Not ever. But my dick was non-discriminatory when it came to hot 18-year-olds showing 90% of their body to me and basically asking me in a roundabout way to fuck them.
“Uh, Heather, you need to get some clothes on,” I told her.
My erection was quickly growing, and it grew at an exponential rate when Heather climbed up on the bed and straddled my lap, bringing my hands to her curvy hips and putting her titties inches from my face.
“But Daddy,” she whined. “I want that big cock in my pussy.”
She leaned down and started kissing my neck, and my dick strained in my underwear.
Oh fuck, this was not looking good. No way could I take advantage of this situation. She was my stepdaughter, and she was drunk.
Rhonda came out of the bathroom just then and pulled her top off, showing off her large globes.
Ah, shit, I was fucked.
“Hey, don’t start without me,” she said, coming up behind Heather and cupping her small breasts.
“Okay,” I said, lifting my daughter off my lap and pushing her aside.
She grunted and fell over on the bed.
“No way is this happening. Both of you are drunk. Now get in your bed right now.”
I wanted nothing more than to bring to life one of my biggest fantasies, even if it did involve my stepdaughter. But I also didn’t want to go to jail.
“You’re no fun,” she said pouting.
Believe, my dick was paying the price for how “not fun” I was.
I tucked the girls in bed, turned out the lights, and tried to get some shuteye myself. It was a little hard, though, no pun intended. I had to rub one out just to get to sleep.
But then I woke up to movement on the bed. I knew right away who it was. I glanced at the clock, and it glowed 6:15. So it had been a full seven hours since I brought my drunk daughter back to the room.
No way was she still drunk.
The covers moved down, and I felt hands tugging down my boxers.
Oh shit, I should stop this, I thought.
Or, you could pretend to still be asleep.
Given the rate that my cock was growing, I opted for the latter. I felt soft fingers grip my manhood before stroking me up and down.
My eyes rolled back in my head. I wasn’t sure if this was Heather or Rhonda, but it
was too dark too tell.
Lips wrapped around my shaft, and whoever it was began sucking me like there was no tomorrow. I heard movement in the other bed, and before I knew it, I felt two sets of lips on my cock.
The girls giggled, their slurping sounds making my cock stiff as a board.
“Mmm, my daddy has a nice cock, doesn’t he, Rhonda?”
My stepdaughter sure was talking slutty. It should have disgusted me, but the way their tongues slathered up the sides of my shaft had my balls filling up with so much cum I thought I would blow.
One of them angled her head and started lapping at my balls while the other worked her tight lips up and down over my bulbous head, slurping and sucking until I let out an uncontrollable moan.
I lost all self-control just then, reaching down and grabbing onto both of their hair while thrusting my hips up and deep throating Heather. I knew it was her because her hair was much longer than Rhonda’s, and she was really going to town on my throbbing dick.
Her tongue swirled along my crown as she sucked, and Rhonda’s fingers worked the base of my cock as she licked my ball sack.
I grunted an “oh baby” and shot my load in her mouth. She didn’t stop sucking me, though. Most chicks I’d been with didn’t like to swallow, but not my slutty daughter. She gulped down every spurt.
“Now it’s my turn, Daddy,” she said.
“Aw, damn,” I groaned as she crawled up the bed and ran her hands on my chest.
I felt Rhonda straddle my thighs, then seconds later, her tight pussy engulfed my cock.
The morning sun started to filter through the curtains just then, and I could see my sexy daughter’s hot little body as she got on her knees.
“Lick my pussy?” she purred, cupping her small tits.
I ran my gaze over her cute hips and the “V” right in the middle as Rhonda grinded her cunt up and down my cock.
