by Lexi Hots
The light flickered on in the room.
“Natasha, I see you've made it home then.” my step-dad said.
His tone was firm and his arms were crossed over his chest, indicating that he was not pleased one little bit.
“Yes, Johnny.” I replied, “I'm sorry, I just...”
“You look absolutely terrible.” he told me, “Why on earth is your shirt all wet and crumpled, and your knees are bleeding?”
“Well I fell and I'm really sorry. I'll just go to bed, this won't happen again.”
“No.”
My step-dad was really mad.
“Come into the kitchen.” he demanded.
I followed him. He pulled a chair away from it's spot, tucked neatly under the dining table, and gestured that he sit there. I didn't want to make him even angrier so I did as he requested. Johnny took the first aid kit from the cabinet and knelt on the floor in front of me.
“We'll need to clean up these knees.” he said, “For a start.”
I sat on the kitchen chair while Johnny carefully bathed my knees in warm water and antiseptic.
“Ouch!” I said, as I felt the stinging sensation through my warm vodka haze.
“Does that hurt?” my step-dad questioned.
I nodded.
He tossed the paper towel he'd been using into the nearby trash can and began to gently massage my upper leg, though just ever so slightly above my knee.
“Is this taking your mind off of the pain?”
“Mmhmm.”
Having him knead my skin felt so good, his hands were so warm and his touch tender.
“It is unlike you to come home in such a state, Natasha.” he said, “I'm disappointed. I expect it of your sister but I always thought of you as the smarter girl, the one with so much more to offer.”
“Really?” I said.
“Of course!”
Johnny chuckled a little before continuing.
“Your sister is a nice girl, but she has no substance. She's a pretty girl but all she cares about is getting high, getting drunk, she's going nowhere. You though, you're wonderful. I don't want you to throw everything away and end up a little whore like her.”
“I won't.” I reassured him, “I mean I haven't.”
“You're still pure, little girl?”
“What do you mean pure?”
“Oh Natasha, I mean... Are you still a virgin?”
My cheeks flushed a bright shade of red and in the tiniest whisper imaginable a 'yes' escaped from my mouth.
My step-dad's hands moved further up my legs, ever so gently spreading them open before him.
“So... No man has ever touched you here then?” he asked, “No man has ever ran his hands up your legs like this?”
“No.” I responded.
“Good. I'm your first then.”
My legs were open as I sat on the chair and my step-dad was kneeling on the floor between them.
“Nobody has ever touched you here?” he asked, gently placing his hand over my pubic area on top of my shorts.
“No.” I answered.
“You must be feeling cold in that damp shirt. Would you like to take it off?”
“I don't have a bra on.” I told him.
“You can show me, if you want to.”
Ever so slowly, I straightened myself up in the seat and removed my shirt.
“Ah, you're beautiful.” he sighed, “They are beautiful.”
My step-father reached upwards and held the weight of my breasts in his hands. His touch on my legs had been nice, but this felt absolutely incredible. I moaned a little.
“Do you like that, sweetie?” he asked me.
I liked it a lot.
“Would you like daddy to suck on your nipples? They look so inviting! They're so round and pink!”
“Yes, Johnny!” I cooed.
“I want you to call me daddy!”
Daddy leaned forward and sucked a hard nipple into his mouth. He continued to play with my other tit, massaging it, rolling the nipple between his fingers. I could feel myself getting wet between my legs. My breathing was becoming erratic with anticipation.
Johnny's hands descended down my body and his digits slid beneath the waistband of my shorts.
“Do you want daddy to be the first man to ever see your cunt?”
I loved the way he said the word cunt, it sounded so dirty and I was ready to give it to him.
“Please be the first, daddy!” I said.
I lifted myself off my seat just enough so that my step-dad could open my shorts and pull them down. He eased them along my legs towards the floor, holding eye contact with me all of the time. My pink lacy panties were all that were between him and I now.
“I want these cute panties off too!” he told me, “Take them off for me.”
I stripped my panties off and there I was – completely nude in front of the man who was married to my mom. My legs were open and his face was level with my wet pussy.
“What a sexy little pussy you have! Untouched! And it looks like you're already wet, honey!”
Daddy took me by surprise, diving right in. He buried his face in my sex, sucking my clit into his mouth, licking between my lips and deep inside of me. He was careful not to miss a drop of my juice. My body felt like it was on fire, so good were his oral skills but he would not allow me to cum. Right when he was about to tip me over the edge, he stopped.
“I want my little girl to have her first orgasm on my dick!” he said.
Oh my! I was going to get just what I wanted since I had seen him fuck my sister.
Johnny stood up and undid the tie belt that was around his waist. His bathrobe fell open and he beneath he sported nothing but an impressive erection. He stroked his cock, which was not level with my face, a few times and I felt like sticking out my tongue to taste it.
“Lie on the table!” he instructed.
I climbed atop the dining table and daddy pulled me to the edge. He positioned his thick, veiny cock at the entrance to my pussy.
“Are you ready to take your first ever dick, Natasha?”
“I'm ready! Give me your dick, daddy!”
Johnny thrust forward, slowly at first but building speed until my cunt was stretched to capacity around his girth and he had buried his entire length in me.
He pulled me head up.
“Look at this!” he said, “Look at your pussy, it's filled with daddy's dick, isn't it?”
It was the best view I had ever seen!
“I'm going to fill your fertile young cunt with my cum! Would you like that? Tell me that you want me to cum inside me!”
“Cum inside of my tight pussy, daddy!”
I had wondered for long what it would feel like to have a man plant his seed inside of me and the fact that the man in question was daddy was oh so satisfying! Enough to tip me over the edge in fact.
“I'm going to cum on your dick!” I told him, reaching up and digging my nails into his arms.
He fucked me so hard that I thought he might drive me right off the table and through the wall. We clung to each other as we came to a breathless climax. I felt his hot jizz exploding deep within me. Over-filling my pussy with the white, sexy goo... I could feel it dripping out of my sex, still gushing from his cock. So much cum! Spraying his seed so far in me... I knew exactly what that meant. No way all that sperm could go in there without something happening...
He held me momentarily and as he put his robe back on and retreated from the kitchen he placed a finger to his lips, saying, “Our little secret, Natasha.”
I reverted back to my good girl self the very next day – attending all of my classes, studiously doing my homework every night as opposed to partying, always tucked away in my room. It seemed everything was back on track for me. That was until I missed my period. Alone I went to the health clinic on the college campus and when the school nurse turned to me and announced, “You're pregnant.” I realized maybe I was the naughty sister all along....
Story 12
Davis turned right on Baker Street and circled around under the expressway again. Susan let out a long, dry sigh.
“I just missed the turn. I thought the parking lot was one later. I got it this time.” He turned on International again.
“I didn’t say anything.” Susan turned and looked out her window from the passenger’s seat.
“Every road in this city is one way. It’s nuts. We have plenty of time. We’re going to be fine.”
“I didn’t say anything. I’m just as nervous as you are. Stop snapping at me.”
He fought his way back to the right lane and stopped at the red light. Davis put his hand over hers on her lap. He felt sweat erupt above his lip under his nose. This was the closest he had come to touching her between her legs.
They had some hot make-out sessions in her dorm; never his dorm because his roommate had less of a life than Davis and was in there online all the time. She had pulled him up short each time just shy of getting a feel of her breasts over her tee shirt or dress. They were like holy objects that he worshipped from afar.
She always said if they went that way, he would go for her breasts right away every time and they would not be able to control themselves. She didn’t necessarily think they should wait until marriage, but she wanted to finish school and establish careers for both of them. Her mom had apparently gotten pregnant with Susan’s brother while she was in college and didn’t finish. Apparently mom let guys go for the breasts and more, Davis thought.
This convention was an important part of their internships. It was networking and headhunting for the biggest companies in medical and micro-bio engineering. It was a cutting edge and very cutthroat field. Susan and Davis shared a very specific set of experiences that made them understand each other in ways their families and their friends never could.
He squeezed her hand and felt the warmth of her body against his knuckles. She had not pushed his touch away yet, so he lingered.
Not everyone in the program was invited to this weekend. Not every program in the country had anyone invited and there weren’t that many programs to begin with. This was their one shot and they were nervous to say the least.
Missing the turn for the hotel convention center twice had made Davis upset. Even if Susan was playing it cool, he knew she was in knots as well.
“Sorry I’m edgy. We’re going to do great. You’ll do great. This is our moment and we will do whatever it takes to secure our future this weekend. This is huge for us.”
The light turned green and he rolled forward still holding her hand.
“Thanks, Davis, but reminding me how huge it is isn’t really helping me calm down.”
He laughed and squeezed her hand again. “We are in this together, Sooze. We will help each other be successful. No one else has what we have.”
“Hold on to the wheel before you miss this turn again.”
He let go and put both hands on the wheel. She hadn’t exactly pushed his hand away from her lap, but the effect was the same and it stung a little deeper. “Thanks for the vote of confidence there.”
She laughed quietly. “I’m just helping you succeed.”
“Ha. Ha.” He made the turn on Palmer Avenue.
“The parking lot is the second turn, but before the service road,” Susan said as she pointed through the windshield.
“I thought I’d circle the block one more time. Sound good?”
“Stop it.”
***
He smiled and pulled into the lot. He went back a dozen rows away from the hotel before finding any empty spot. As he pulled in, he saw three other convention notices scroll by in red on the electronic marquis near the lobby doors. There was nothing about their event. He felt a wave of fear and nervousness that they were at the wrong hotel. And then he realized it was a closed event and they had no reason to advertise.
Davis thought, they don’t need us; we need them.
Realizing they were in the right place, but why the convention wasn’t advertising made him more afraid.
He balled his fists in his lap.
Susan reached over and closed her hand over the top of one of his fists. This was the closest she had ever been to touching him below the belt and he shivered.
“We do have this. What did you mean when you said we have something the other candidates don’t though?” she asked.
He opened his fists and held her fingers between his. He tricked her fingertips down over his crotch. Her fingers twitched and rolled his cock through his slacks. She didn’t pull her hand back. Susan rolled her fingers weaved inside his. She rolled him again, but he was already stiffer and harder. She had to feel it, but she still wasn’t pulling her hand back.
Davis was having trouble concentrating on answering her question. “Um … I meant that we have each other. Everyone else is coming here among competitors that want to destroy them. Even people from their own school – maybe especially people from their own programs – are here to beat them. Everyone else in there is totally alone. No one is truly rooting for them. We have each other and we are ahead of all of them no matter what happens.”
She leaned in and kissed him full on the mouth. Her hand rested heavy on his crotch as she supported her own weight. He held her face and slid his tongue in tasting her mouth. She kept kissing him. Her hand actually tightened in his lap and gripped his stiff cock.
Is this really happening, he wondered.
She pulled away from his kiss, but still gripped him with her fingers laced through his and holding stiff over him. “I’ll do whatever needs to be done to put you over the top, Davis, and I know you will do the same for me.”
He leaned over and kissed her some more.
She finally pulled away and let go of him. After her hand was gone, he questioned whether it had really happened at all. Maybe not do anything I need you to do exactly, he thought, just what I need to get a job.
He tried to remind himself that the plan of getting the job had the reward of getting her too. It wasn’t exactly a tit for tat situation, but there might be some tit at the end of the tat. They were sharing a room. It was a room with two beds, but still. He pictured himself jerking off in the shower a lot this weekend like most weekends. They had put up a notice about not masturbating down the shower drains on the walls near the mirrors in the dorm shower. Davis honestly thought he and his relationship with Susan was most of that problem.
They stepped out of the car and crossed the parking lot. He put one hand in his pocket and tried to casually bunch out his pants in the front until his raging boner subsided. He thought about baseball and ice cubes. It was going down slowly.
She took his hand and held it which did not help much. He swung his bag over in front of his crotch as it hung down from his shoulder. They walked into the lights outside the hotel lobby and he resigned himself to being introduced to new employers with a hard on. She dropped his hand right before they went inside. He wasn’t sure what that was about, but it did the trick. He shriveled up and took his hand out of his pocket.
They got the room and took their bags up. He sat on the bed that was his and opened his mouth to ask her to sit down, but she spoke first.
“There’s a mixer starting soon,” she said. “We need to go down and mix.”
She stepped into the bathroom to change. Davis just straightened his pants, shirt, and tie. She walked out in a simple black dress.
Davis said, “Wow.”
***
What he thought was, I’m going to need a bigger bag to cover up.
She smiled and ran her hands down under her breasts, over her stomach, and over the curve of her hips. Why was she doing this to him?
“Well, thank you, sir,” she said. “I’d love a job in your offices overseeing your labs for six figures starting. You want me to do what for the job?” Susan opened her mouth and mockingly covered her lips with one hand. “Well, I’ll do it just this once, but my boyfriend his here somewhere. Can he join us?”
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Davis’s mouth dropped open and he shook his head. “What the hell are you saying, Sooze?”
She dropped her hand and shrugged. “Just practicing. I want to be ready for anything. Just in case.”
