Hungry Stepdad: Jack Tower Series: Books 1 - 3

by Carrie Breeze

  Contents

  Hungry Stepdad

  copyright

  Got Jacked Title

  Chapter 1

  Jacked Again Title

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Jacked by Sea Title

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  HUNGRY

  STEPDAD

  Jack Tower Series

  Books 1 - 3

  Carrie Breeze

  Hungry Stepdad

  By Carrie Breeze

  Copyright © 2015 Carrie Breeze

  Got Jacked

  By Carrie Breeze

  Copyright © 2015 Carrie Breeze

  Jacked Again

  By Carrie Breeze

  Copyright © 2015 Carrie Breeze

  Jacked by Sea

  By Carrie Breeze

  Copyright © 2015 Carrie Breeze

  All rights reserved

  The characters and events

  portrayed in this book are

  fictitious and come strictly from the

  mind of the author.

  Any similarity to real persons,

  living or dead, is coincidental

  and unintended by the author.

  All characters portrayed are 18+

  at the time of sexual activity.

  GOT

  JACKED

  A Taboo Adventure

  Jack Tower Series

  Book 1

  Carrie Breeze

  My name is Jack Tower.

  My family has just been in a terrible accident.

  This is the horniest night of my life.

  Chapter 1

  “HOLY SHIT!”

  I shook the stars from my eyes. What The hell just happened?

  “Honey? Honey, you alright?”

  No answer. Got to get this fucking air bag down. It slowly lost pressure. I helped it along with my fist and then looked over to the passenger seat to where my wife… was not there. SHIT.

  “Honey! Honey!”

  The tree we impacted had caved in the front passenger section of the car, broke out the window and….

  “Oh God fuck no! No God fuck!”

  There, in the pale moon light, some twenty feet from the car, looking as surreal as something in a low budged horror film, sat my wife’s head on a pile of leaves. In the nearby bushes, the rest of her body had become a human pretzel. I screamed bloody hell.

  “Why? God Why?!”

  Bit by bit, the memories of what just happened came back. We were returning from my stepdaughter’s eighteenth birthday party. She was in the back seat, and having an argument with my wife. It was about her boyfriend. I had refused to let her ride back with him in his car. She accused me of being jealous. That’s when Kate unfastened her seatbelt reached back and slapped Jenny. Jenny slapped back and I lost control of the car. Jenny.

  “Jenny! Jenny! God, please tell me you’re okay.”

  No answer.

  I twisted my neck and looked back around the head rest. She wasn’t in her seat. O God. She was slumped over on the floor. In a mad rush to get to her, my fucking seat belt wouldn’t release. You’re panicking. Come on, calm down. There, got you, you bastard. Luckily, after throwing my weight against the door it flung open. The adrenaline was now pumping hard and fast. I nearly ripped the back door off its hinges. Reaching into the car I grabbed a hold of Jenny’s soft slender thighs. As I pulled her limp body out I noticed for the first time how tight her denim shorts were. She had a perfect camel toe. Stop it. Why am I looking at her pussy? I’m her stepfather, for god sake.

  I stretched Jenny out on the grass near the car and checked her vitals.

  Felt her jugular. Nothing.

  Put my cheek to her nose. Nothing.

  She was wearing one of those skin tight polyester print shirts that really highlight a girl’s curves. How could she breath in such a thing. I grabbed it just above her waist line exposing her sexy navel. It was pierced with a diamond stud. When did she get that? My cock came alive. What was happening here? This is my stepdaughter and she may be dead. I bit into the shirt, started a small tare and ripped it all the way up her chest exposing her huge boobs. They were pushed up and clamped together by a lace lined bra. There was no way I could administer CPR through those two grapefruit-sized mounds of desire. So I reached under her back, unfastened the clasp and flung the bra into the car. Her tits fell to the sides of her chest jiggling like mounds of jelly. A thin line of drool leaked from the corner of my mouth at the sight of her pink nipples and silver dollar-sized areolas. My cock grew with desire. I mustered all my moral strength and courage to fight back the temptation to sink my lips around those luscious appetizers, my stepdaughter’s nipples. Stay focused, damn it. Save her. Save her. Placing the heals of my palms directly over her breast bone, I administered three quick and forceful thrusts to her heart. I then moved up to her face, tilted her lovely dark haired head back, pinched her nostrils closed and placed my lips over hers, tasting her bubblegum flavored lip gloss. I blew in deeply, watching her chest rise and her breasts wondrously expand. I then lifted my mouth and watched her tits sink back down. I repeated this lovely act three times before returning to her chest to give more breast massages…, I mean heart thrusts. Still no response from Jenny. Don’t panic. I returned to give more mouth-to-mouth. This time I got a response. While blowing into her mouth I felt her tongue move. It reached up and touched my tongue. My cock rose to full attention. She was alive and trying to cough.

  “Oh,daddy. It really is you,” she whispered the words in my face, her chest heaving. As her blood pleasure climbed back to normal, I saw her nipples puff up and harden to mouth watering proportions. My balls tingled with desire and my cock grew to its fully engorged eleven inches. Christ, this can’t be happening, I’m her stepdad. I could not let this happen.

  “Sweetheart, I have something hard to tell you,” trying to find the right words, leaning over her still prone body, her head cradled in my arm, her moist Bambi eyes gazing deeply into mine. “We’ve had an accident….”

  “An accident?” groggily. “Daddy. I have had dreams of you a lot and now they’ve come true.” She raised her head up to mine, took my lips to hers and kissed me. Her tongue licked my lips, parted them and found my tongue. Our two tongues tangoed to a wet sensuous dance. We shared one breath. I fell upon her breasts, their bullet-hard nipples poking my chest. She spread her legs and drew me on top of her, still in her hot tight shorts and me in my jeans, my throbbing cock rubbing up and down all along the crevice of her tight pussy. This was so wrong but it felt so good.

  “Take me daddy,” breaking our kiss and panting into my ear.

  I wanted nothing more in the world

  “What’s burning? Smells like burning rubber.”

  “Oh my God, the car’s on fire.”

  We were on the ground about five feet from it and I could see the flicker of flames underneath the car.

  “Baby, we got to get out of her. Can you walk?”

  Jenny sat up and I helped her to her feet.

  “I don’t know, I feel weak.”

  “I’ll have to carry you.” I lifted her over my shoulder in a sort of fireman’s carry, my left hand firmly holding her soft legs and my lucky right hand pressing her heavenly tight ass, my fingers sinking into her crack. I turned and jogged into the woods away from the car.

  WOOF!

  The surrounding trees lit up as the entire cab became engulfed in flames. I carried Jenny a couple hundred feet down through thick brush to
a river bank. There we found some large rocks to sit on and rest while I tried to think of a way to get help.

  “Wait, where’s mom?” Jenny said. She had lost her shirt in the move and sat beside me bare breasted, nipples rock hard in the cool night air.

  “Here, honey, put this on,” unbuttoning my shirt, removing it and helping her into it. “I’m afraid I have some bad news…. Your mother died in the accident.”

  “Oh, no, no,” sobbing. I put my arm around her as she buried her head into my bare chest. I kissed the tangled hair on top of her head. It smelled fresh as the midnight rain. We just held each other until her tears stopped.

  “Daddy,” looking up into my eyes with the innocence of a fawn. “What do we do now?”

  “We’ve got to get help,” checking my pockets, no cell. It was on the console between the seats. “Honey, do you have your cell?” Checking her shorts pockets, “No, it must be in the car.”

  “I think there’s a country convenience store nearby. We should try to get to it. They’ll have a phone. But, now we should rest a bit.”

  “Daddy?”

  “Yes, sweetheart?”

  “I’m sorry about our argument. Wasn’t trying to be bad.”

  “Have you been bad? I mean with this friend of your’s”

  “I don’t know,” smiling demurely.

  “What do you mean by that? Your smile tells me something not good. Have you had sex with him?”

  “Are you crazy? Of course not. I’m saving that for the man I love,” resting her head upon my chest.

  “I hope you’re not lying,” petting her long straight hair. “You have a long life ahead of you and I’d hate for you to ruin it in one reckless night of passion.”

  “Believe me, daddy, I know what I’m doing. I’m saving myself for the right man. Right now, I’m just glad I’m with you tonight. You saved my life”

  “I want to talk about what just happed between us back up there by the car. We were in a life or death situation. I thought I had lost you, sweetheart, and I had to do anything I could to try to bring you back. In such extreme moments a man’s passions take over his body and force him to do things that he would not ordinarily do.”

  “You mean like when you dry humped me, daddy?”

  “Well, yes, to put it bluntly, yes, when I did that. And I apologize for that, it was wrong, I am your father ….”

  “Shhh, daddy,” she looked up into my eyes and put her index finger over my lips. “You did what was needed. And, I hope you don’t mind me saying that… that I liked it. I am your little girl and it will always be that way.”

  My cock came alive again. I kissed her forehead and she moved for my lips but I stopped her.

  “No, no, no, darling. That is enough. Now, I think we should see if we can find our way to that convenience store. I think it’s over in this direction,” standing and facing her, I extended my hands to help her up.

  “OMG, daddy, do you have a hard-on?”

  True, I was fully engorged, the vertical log running up the fly of my jeans was blatantly visible in the bright moon light.

  “Darling, I’m sorry, It’s not what you think. I think it’s just the result of all the adrenaline pumping through me. You see in stressful situations . . . .”

  “My god, can I see it?”

  “Baby, that’s not right.”

  “Please, daddy, I’m curious,” reaching for my fly and unzipping me. “I’ve never seen one in person before… and you don’t want my friend Bob teaching me, do you?”

  It all happened so fast and took me so much by surprise that I was momentarily paralyzed with amazement. Before I knew what happed my thick rod was kissing the cool night air.

  “Do you?”

  “You’re right, sweetheart, of course I don’t want some inexperienced kid teaching you the facts of life,” letting her lower my jeans and boxers, giving her a full and complete view of my massive, erect tool and its accompanying set of bull balls.”

  “OMG, it’s huge,” her eyes popping and her jaw dropping in wonder. “Can I touch it?” Too eager to wait for my consent, she tapped the tip of my penis with her index finger, testing its strength. She giggled and then tested its hardness by flicking her finger nail against the shaft producing a loud wooden sound. This amazed her and made my dick even harder. Sperm was building pressure in my balls. I couldn’t take much more. But this was an educational opportunity for my stepdaughter and so, I tried to exercise a little restraint. She explored my balls by tapping them back and forth like little punching bags and giggling as they swung in wide arcs. I wondered how much more of this I could take before shooting all over her. A little seepage surfaced at the top of my cock. She saw it catch the moonlight.

  “Daddy, is that cum?”

  “No, dear, that is pre-cum. It means my testicles are preparing for an orgasm.”

  “Oh, really? So, what does cum look like?”

  “Well, I suppose, that is something you should know.”

  “Will you cum for me so I can see?”

  “Well, who better than dear old dad, right? Watch out, this could get messy,” stepping out of my jeans and boxers, I tossed then over onto some rocks.

  She nodded eagerly with a rapid fluttering of her eye lashes.

  “Here, let me show you what to do and then you’ll get to see some real cum. First, spit into your hands.” She did so, but not much. “Do it a couple times, you’ll need a lot.” She gathered a lot of saliva in her cheeks and then spat it into her cupped palms until long strings of spit dripped through her fingers. “Okay, good honey, now wrap your hands around my penis like this.” I guided her hands around my pulsating shaft. “Now squeeze your hands tightly and move them up and down. You see how your spit helps lubricate my penis?” She nodded, looked up to see my pleasure, she smiled ear to ear, joy written all over her face. I was about ready to shoot when, without asking, she lowered her head and kissed the tip of my cock. “That’s right, sweetie, you can increase a man’s pleasure by sucking on his cock head. She wrapped her cherry red lips around my tool while continuing to stroke me. “Now use your tongue to tickle it. That’s it, Ohhh, Fuck! Use swirling motions with your tongue…. That’s it…. Watch out, baby, I’m cumming.” I pulled out of her mouth just as hot white jets of sperm splashed her cheeks, nose, forehead and hair. Five long blasts and I was drained. “God, that was great, sweetie, Ohhh, man.”

  “Wow, daddy, that was amazing,” cum dripping from her smiling lips and chin. “So this is cum?” scraping a finger load from her cheek and examining it in the moonlight. “It looks like liquid pearls. Can I taste it?” sticking the dripping finger into her mouth and licking it dry. “Mmm, tastes kinda like salty pineapples.” She scooped more from her face, eating it all until she was completely clean. “I like the way you taste, daddy.”

  “Now that is how you satisfy a man with out giving into intercourse and risking getting pregnant. End of lesson,” hugging her. “Now we must be going. Are you ready?” I helped her up off the rock and onto her feet and was about to grab my jeans and boxers when I saw she looked a little unsteady. “Baby, can you walk alright? You weren’t injured in the crash were you?”

  “I don’t think so, but I feel funny?”

  “Were do you feel it?”

  “Right about here,” pointing to an area just above her crotch.

  “Are you serious? Baby, that’s just the sexual tension building up in you from the blow job you just gave me. It’s perfectly normal.”

  But it’s like when you have to pee and there’s no where to go. It keeps building and building and building. Daddy, it’s uncomfortable, I don’t know what to do. How do I get rid of it?”

  “You mean your mother never told you about this?”

  “You know how strict she was about my body. Daddy, hurry, it hurts.”

  “None of your girlfriends at school shared this stuff with you?”

  “I don’t have that kind
of friends. I’m into math and computer coding, remember?”

  “Well, I guess it’s time for lesson number two. Jenny, I’m afraid I’m going to have to remove your shorts for this one. Is that okay?”

  She nodded her head, batting her eye lashes and biting her lower lip. I knelt down and with that delicious camel toe staring me in the face, reached forward, unzipped her fly and peeled off her shorts. Steam rose from the wet crotch of her pink sports brief panties. My cock started growing again. Oh, god, I could smell the fragrance of honeysuckle wafting from her pussy. It drove me wild.

  “Please, daddy, hurry, it’s getting worse. My pussy hurts, do something.”

  God, I couldn’t believe this was my stepdaughter talking, begging me to eat her out. The girl I’ve known since she was a toddler, back when I first started dating her mother. I had changed her diapers back then, for Christ sake. Now some sixteen years later I was pulling down her panties. My stepdaughter’s Venus mound was ball-bustingly curved and lushly covered with luxuriant wisps of dark twisted hair. This was paradise. I helped Jenny step out of her shorts and panties, took her hand and led her to a stretch of river bank formed of soft silt and clay. The muddy bank made a soft seat for her tender and trim rear. The small lazy river lapped her pale flesh, which was almost luminescent in the moon light. Then, I had Jenny lean back on her elbows while I lay down in front of her and parted her long slender legs. Her small pink pussy lips appeared from within her jungle of hair. Crazy with desire, I wanted to fuck my stepdaughter right then and there. But I knew going that far was wrong and that the only reason I had my face in her snatch was to show her how to release her sexual tension in a healthy and natural way. Running my index finger up and down her labia opened the flood gates on her love juice. Her slick lips shimmered in the blue moon light. Jenny tilted her head back and moaned at that bad orb hanging up in the cloudless sky. Parting her pussy lips brought out that magical tiny pink pleasure point, her clit. I rubbed it in a circular motion and she moaned louder, like some primordial beast. Blood filled her lips and they unfolded like a meaty pink flower revealing her hymen. She was a true virgin. Licking my finger, I gently inserted it into her vagina and slowly worked it in and out as my mouth moved along her lips. My tongue lapped up her sweet juices licking all along her tender lips and then moving up to her clit. Jenny went wild with pleasure, gyrating her hips in the mud and screaming out my name ecstatically.