by Lexi Hunt
“You don’t understand Emory,” Christiana was saying, “she’s very immature for her age. I’ve tried and tried to get through to her, but she’s never had any interest in men…or women.” Christiana seemed very upset. “I helped her friend Amanda through a rough spot several years ago, her mother passed away when she was thirteen and she’s been raised by her father. I helped her through her first period, answered questions about masturbation and boys and all the girl things a mother has to explain, but with Monica,” she shrugged, “it’s like she’s been bullet proof. None of that has come up, even when I’ve tried to bring it up.”
Monica’s eyes opened and she looked into Christiana’s concerned face. Christiana seemed to realize then that neither she nor Emory had covered themselves and were standing naked in Monica’s room. She started to get up, but Monica reached for her. “No,” Monica said clearly, “don’t leave, please.” Emory started for the door but Monica called out. “No, please daddy, don’t leave now.” Emory crossed his hands, failing almost entirely to conceal his still erect cock.
Monica took one hand from each of them, not concealing her stares at their exposed body, and always returning to Emory’s swollen cock. She started to talk then, telling them all about the prom and what she had seen, and then relating what she had seen and heard in their room.
When she was done, Christiana was crying and Emory was finally going limp. “I’ve tried so hard baby,” Christiana said, “but you just had no interest and weren’t interested in hearing what I had to say. I feel so guilty…”
“Mom, don’t,” Monica said, “I’ll learn…it’s just that it’s a shock all at once and I just want to go find the first man I come to and do it all, wherever I find him.” She stood up and dropped the blue velvet dress to the floor, as well as the sticky panties and the half bra her mother had persuaded her to wear with the strapless dress. She headed for her closet to get some clothes, heedless of the fact that she had just stripped naked in front of her stepfather. It wasn’t much of a plan, but there was a raging ball of desire in her belly and Monica was determined.
“Monica, no baby, don’t go out there tonight…you could meet some thug or a monster who hurts people on purpose…Jesus Emory don’t just stand there, do something!”
Emory did the very first thing that came to mind. He reached for Monica and swung her around…and pulled her to him in a deep embrace, his tongue searching the dark recesses of her mouth and his swollen cock rubbing hard against her hard flat belly. Christiana held her breath at the raw sensuality of the act. She knew in her heart this was wrong, but she knew just as well that it was all they could do. Freaky as it was, she found herself responding, and for the second time tonight she was living vicariously through her daughter. Her first time had been a horrid, fumbling exercise in futility that had left her turned off to sex for years. She knew for a fact that Emory was a better lover than that, and she was here to make sure he didn’t get carried away.
Emory lifted his stepdaughter and set her on the bed, her fabulous hair spread out on her pillow and his own wife forgotten. He kissed Monica again and she had responded ardently, her arms wrapping around his neck. “Daddy,” she whispered, but it wasn’t a question, it was an invitation. Her legs spread as he kissed his way down her neck to her breasts, and she whimpered when he sucked first ine, then the other hard little nipple into his hot wet mouth. When he reached her navel and started below, her fingers clenched in his wavy black hair. Her legs spread even wider as he kissed down between her legs and she cried out softly when he sucked at the lips surrounding the entrance to her pretty pink pussy. Christiana’s eyes teared as she watched her husband gently take her daughter’s hymen with lips, fingers, and tongue. Instead of the ripping, tearing experience Christiana had as a young girl, Monica surrendered her virginity with a soft sweet orgasm and a bare minimum of pain. Instead of lying back with an angelic look on her face, Monica had leapt to her knees and was sucking at Emory’s cock like a ravening beast, the passion of years coming out at once. Her hands lips and tongue seemed to be everywhere at once. One moment she had both hands wrapped around his cock and the tip of her pink tongue trying to penetrate the slit on top of his glans. The next moment she was flat on her back, her hands wrapped around his balls and her tongue stabbing at his anus. When she finally got the response she had been watching for, the veins in his cock throbbing and his balls rising up in his scrotum, she fastened her lips around just his glans and sucked until he exploded in her mouth.
Christiane’s fingers were frantically rubbing her clit as she watched her daughter doing all the things for the first time that she wished she had known about before losing her virginity. Monica had a surprised look on her face as she tried to swallow the huge load Emory had given her. The flush on her face was still mostly the flush of desire, but she suddenly realized she was naked on her own bed with her stepfather’s cock in her hand, a mouthful of his cum, and watching her own mother masturbate. It was almost too much to assimilate, but Christiana had already stopped her frantic masturbation and was leaning forward to kiss her.
Monica tried to swallow first, but she didn’t manage to get it all, a trickle leaked from the corner of her mouth. Christiana’s kiss was chaste, but the heat was back as she licked the trickle of her husband’s cum from her daughter’s chin. Christiana pushed Monica back on the bed and grabbed Emory’s semi hard cock. “It’s all right darling,” she said, giving Monica another quick peck on the cheek, “we can work it all out in the morning.” She looked her husband dead in the eyes, “Finish it,” she said simply. Then she grinned widely, “And do your best dears,” she said, “Mommy’s grading!”
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About The Author: Lexi Hunt is a best selling author that writes hot erotic sex stories and open minded erotica as well. Lexi has got most of her desire and inspiration for writing erotica from her wild college experience and an inherent naughty mind that captures the details of her sexual past and present. Being a former Catholic school girl, a nympho in school and a call girl, Lexi aims to please you with her naughty girl wild sex stories. Most of her stories are hard core erotica short stories that takes her readers to climatic places all while getting herself wet and hot writing erotica.
