Literotic asexstories – Between Semesters by chairfan,chairfan Content Warning : This story has graphic sex scenes between a young woman and her stepfather. It has themes of incest, impregnation and oral sex, so if these aren’t things you like, you may want to consider skipping this one.
All characters are 18 years-old or older.
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I looked for the short brunette with a slightly upturned nose whose smile would brighten any days. My stepdaughter Becky soon came into view, looking cute as a button and the spitting image of my late wife Serena. She was in her last year of college and I relished every summer break she got; with the thought that when she graduated she’d be off to make her own career and I’d see her even less.
A grin broke out when she saw me and I couldn’t help but grin back. Becky reached into her backpack and pulled out a Blu Ray with a red and black plastic cover and brandished it at me. The words, “Spanish Bloodbath” were emblazoned on the cover with a picture of a grinning skeleton holding a woman. In her bag I could see a pile of other other cases.
“Another bad movie?” I said, I couldn’t help but chuckle at her habit. “Please anything but one with a sasquatch in it,” I begged with a smile.
“Not a sasquatch, this time, I promise; it’s a Giallo, you’ll love it,” she said with a smile and we hugged. “But you laughed more than me at the last one, so you can’t say a word.” Becky poked me in the chest for emphasis; she was not one to back down from her opinion.
I drove us back from the airport and relented. “Okay, okay, one. We can watch one tonight.”
She grinned at me from the passenger seat and I knew I’d made a mistake. Give this one an inch and she’d take a mile.
We made a quick dinner and I was reminded again how much like her mother she was. Serena and I both liked to cook and had a lot of dinner dates at my old apartment and I found myself repeating that same thing with Becky.
After we ate, we relaxed on the couch and sure enough the movie was so bad it was funny. We were laughing at every cheap effect and awkwardly dubbed-over line of dialogue. Becky threw her legs in my lap and I rubbed her feet as she put on the next one; she flashed me a triumphant grin while she did.
“So what have you been up to, Dad?” she asked idly.
“Same as ever, Sweety. Working and enjoying the weekends every time they come.”
“Nobody new? Mom wouldn’t mind. I don’t think she’d expect you to stay alone when she passed.”
“After you mother, it’s a little difficult to settle for anything less.”
“I just don’t like seeing you alone, Dad,” she said with a sigh, the mood souring a little bit.
This was always a sore subject and I never knew why. “If I find someone, I’ll let you know.”
“Good!” She said, suddenly brightening, “I’ll help you look.”
Now it was my turn to sigh and this time in defeat, she was a whirlwind, just like her mother.
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The next few days were relaxing. I had taken the week off so we spent the day lying back in the summer sun and enjoying the heat. Despite how relaxing the days were though, I did become a little uncomfortable. I’m not sure when it happened, but the gangly teenager that went off to college had come back as a woman. Her mother was all hips and curves and Becky was now the same.
Becky lounged in a white bikini on a chaise by the pool. It rode high on her hips and offered only a small patch to cover her womanhood. Her ample breasts were barely contained in her bikini top and as she lay on her back, they proudly stood as a monument to her beauty. When she turned over onto her stomach, her perfect bottom was on display and I saw that her bikini bottom rode high between her cheeks.
She was my daughter, but that didn’t prevent my swim trunks from becoming uncomfortably tight from the sight of her cleavage and wide hips. I had to lie on my stomach to conceal the hardness that was quickly developing as I gazed at my stepdaughter. Her mother was the same way, unconsciously beautiful and I had many fond memories of us together by the pool when Becky was off to college.
My problem was only exacerbated when she insisted that I rub sun lotion on her.
“Please, Daddy?” she begged, gazing up at me with her big brown eyes and the hint of a pout on her face. Who could resist that? Not me.
I began to massage the sunscreen into her back and she immediately began to moan and writhe below me in pleasure. “Thanks, Dad, you’re the best.”
“Anything for you Sweety,” though while I said it, I couldn’t help but stare at her bottom.
“Lower, Dad,” she said sweetly.
“I’m already pretty far South, Sweety,” I said, minding that I was now at her waist. Her eyes were closed and I continued to stare. The bottom was cut in a revealing style and bared the soft skin of her cheeks and it took every ounce of willpower not to grope them and feel her perfection.
She gave me another pout, her eyes still closed, “But, Daddy, I don’t want my bottom to get burned.” She gave it a cute little wiggle, “Just lotion what the bikini doesn’t cover.”
I was now fully erect and straining against the netting inside my trunks. My hands reached out and what little the cloth didn’t cover, I thoroughly massaged. She was in the prime of her youth and I worked to get her firm cheeks to yield. When she didn’t say a word, I grew bolder; I explored her beauty further squeezing her bottom and savoring every moment.
“You can go a little harder, Daddy,” Becky said with a smile. Perhaps she was still a little naive even after years in college. My hands roamed down her supple thighs and she wordlessly spread them, so I could rub every inch of her. Her skin shined from the lotion and had taken on a beautiful golden hue.
“Front now?” She asked, when I finished rubbing her down to her feet.
“You can get that yourself Sweety.” I’m not sure how I kept my voice from cracking. My throat was dry from feeling her up and all I could think of was her body.
Becky brought the pout out again though, “But, you do it better, Daddy.” She rolled on her back and thrust her chest upwards, showing me her wonderful pile of cleavage. I wordlessly began rubbing her stomach, massaging upwards until I reached her under breasts. It was entirely silent when I began to work my way down her front, she spread her legs. I could see the outline of her mound and a faint dimple in the fabric where it covered her slit. I began to sweat as I massaged the front of her. My hands glided over every curve and I made gentle circles on her belly. She arched her back more and I massaged underneath her breasts, the backs of my fingers brushing against them. She held up her arms and I wordlessly worked into her sides, caressing the sides of her breasts, bringing a coy smile to her lips and she gave off the smallest of sighs.
When I was done, she opened her eyes and smiled up at me.”Thanks Daddy, you’re the best,” her arms came tentatively around my shoulders, too small to do anything but clutch at my sides and gave me a chaste kiss before settling back down with her eyes closed and a smile on her lips. My erection poked into the inside of her thigh when I stood, but she didn’t comment and I went for a quick swim, thankful for the cool water.
Afterwards, with some difficulty I relaxed by the pool and we soaked up the last rays of sunshine. Storm clouds gathered overhead though and we retreated back inside, away from the summer rain. She jumped on the couch and put on the next movie in the pile. It was just the right amount of bad to make us laugh and just strange enough to keep us engaged. Halfway through I came back with popcorn and she hopped in my lap and I was once again reminded of her soft curves pressing into me. A few times she wiggled her perfect bottom on my crotch and we again didn’t speak of my hardness pressing against her.
The movie ended and we were both exhausted. “Goodnight, Daddy,” she said sleepily, going up on her tiptoes to give me a kiss goodnight. She tasted like cherries and we lingered for a moment before we went to our rooms.
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At night I would fantasize about her body. Would she be like her mother? Squirming and moaning below me as she struggled to take my length inside her. Squirting her juices all over my erect cock, hugging me as we climaxed in a delicious union of our bodies. My thoughts turned to how she called me, ‘Daddy’ when I was lotioning her and I knew she was just like her mother.
Our nights became more charged as well, we were always comfortable with each other, but now she would insist on sitting in my lap. My hands would roam and she did nothing but encourage me by presenting herself more and more to me. By our third night, she was in a pair of pink panties and a t-shirt, sitting in my lap while her hand guided mine along her thigh.
“I had a good night, Daddy,” she whispered. Giving me a lingering kiss and I could feel her tongue swipe across my lips. My erections were obvious and the back of her hand brushed along it and I suspected it was no accident by the way her hand didn’t pull back and instead ran a small trace along my thigh.
I became aware of the soft and firm swell of her breasts as my hands roamed up her sides to brush against the sides of her cleavage. Her delicate hands grasped mine and pulled my hands to rest in the innermost of her thighs, my fingers touching her mound covered so daintily by her panties. This was too much though and I pulled back, but not before seeing the mischief in her eyes.
“No, Sweety.”
“Okay, Daddy, not tonight,” she whispered back.
After my shower I walked past her room, her door ajar and heard a whimper. Curious, I peered through the gap to a beautiful sight. Completely nude, Becky lay on her back, her hands worked herself into passion. I glimpsed her womanhood for the first time : Small, pink and completely shaved without a hint of stubble; her pussy was a perfect little slit and drooled with her juices as her fingers plunged inside herself; her other hand worked her tender nub and I grew hard at the sight of my daughter working herself in a lather. Becky’s face was flushed and her eyes tightly shut as she focused on whatever fantasy entertained her tonight.
“Just like that, Daddy,” she whispered and moaned, arching as she came. Her legs shook before finally collapsing, weakly kicking as the orgasm raked her body.
I retreated, erect and leaking precum, staining my own boxers. My mind conjured thoughts of Becky with her legs eagerly spread and taking my thrusts. I imagined she would be tight, her lips spreading around my rod as I pushed myself into her gently; before getting a tempo and thrusting into her harder and harder. The fantasies continued to plague me, but I finally fell into a restless sleep.
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I was met the next morning with a smiling Becky brandishing her laptop at me.
“I’ve been accepted,” she said with her signature giddy level of energy.
“To what?”
“An internship,” she said smugly. I glanced down and saw the familiar white-on-blue lettering of the bank I worked at. “They had recruiters at UW and I signed up for an accounting position.”
“Congratulations!” I hugged her. Maybe I would see more of her after she graduated after all. Her lips found mine and her body wrapped around mine. I was distinctly aware of her breasts crushed against my chest.
“Thanks, Daddy!”
There it was again.
“It’s business casual at the office, so we’ll have to take you shopping.”
“I have the stores chosen out at the mall,” Becky replied, showing me the stores she had bookmarked.
After lunch we drove down to the mall and went from store-to-store, picking up all the things she would need for her internship.
“Daddy?” she said from one of the changing rooms.
“Yeah, Sweety?” I replied, playing with my phone and holding the bags from the previous stores.
“Can you come in for a sec? I need your opinion.”
I walked in, still half consumed by my phone and nearly dropped it. She was wearing a black bra and panties, complete with stockings and garter belt.
“Is this what the ladies at the office wear?” She held out her hand and I gripped her small hand in mine, watching as she did a little twirl. They clung to her, concealing her privates and yet hiding nothing at all.
“I’ve never seen one of them in her underwear,” I said, consuming her with my eyes.
“Really?” She said, licking her lips and stepping closer, clutching my hand to her cleavage. “I’m sure there’s a pretty lady there who must have caught your eye?”
“There are no ladies at the office I’m interested in, Sweety,” I replied with a chuckle.
Becky gave me a little smirk and leaned forward, pressing her breasts against my chest and wrapping her arms around my neck. “Has there ever been a girl who caught your eye on the office?”
“Well,” I began.
“Like, Mom?” she said smugly.
“She doesn’t count, I married her.”
“Well, I guess there will be one pretty lady at the office now,” she said, her eyes staring boldly into mine. I could feel the heat coming from her. It radiated from between her legs, her thighs now straddling one of mine. My pants were tight with my hardness that was now pressed into her tummy.
“When I kissed you at the pool last week, I could feel you,” Becky whispered, her lips now almost touching mine. “Did you like it when I left my door open for you?”
I blinked in surprise and stared into her big brown doe eyes that were now looking at me in a way no daughter should look at her father.
“Sweety-” I only managed to say before her lips found mine. Her tongue gently slipped into my mouth and I could taste her sweetness; her arms wrapped around me, pulling herself more into my body, crushing her firm breasts into me. I froze for just a moment, before my hands reached down to cup her bottom, squeezing it gently. She moaned into my mouth and began to gently hump my leg. Her eagerness filled me with desire, our kiss deepend and I pawed more at her scantily clad body, savoring her soft curves. Becky was such a petite little thing and I pulled her further into my body.
“I could hear you afterwards, Daddy,” Becky moaned between kisses. “You should have stayed in the hallway, Daddy; so you could watch me lick my fingers clean.”
She rubbed herself on me in heated need, “Or you could have just come in,” she whispered, her hot breath tickling me.
I realized how hot I was and when her hands unfastened my belt and she pulled my pants to my thighs, the cool air felt nice. Her hands felt delicate and soft and she brought my full length out. Her hands held gently and massaged up my entire organ and then she began to gently pump me with her hands. As if coming out of a fever, reality hit me.
“Sweety, stop,” my hands found hers and I easily pulled them up, fumbling with my other hand to get my panties up.
“Because, we’re in the changing room at the mall, Daddy?” she whispered, licking her lips, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She leaned in to gently kiss the edge of my mouth, before running her tongue along my bottom lip. With each kiss my desire for her grew. Even while holding her hands, she wouldn’t relent and spread little kisses from my chin down to my neck
“No, because I’m your Dad,” I scowled, but it was half-hearted and it took every ounce of willpower not to push her onto her hands and knees and take her.
She leaned back and shot a scowl back, looking all the more adorable for it. My daughter struggled a bit in my grip, before giving a sigh and waiting for me to release her wrists from my grip. “It’d be easier to get your pants up with two hands,” she said with a pout.
I sighed and let go of her hands, finally pulling my pants up.
“Although maybe four hands would be better,” she said, her grin returning and the scowl disappearing. She stood before me, making no effort to put on anything more than the lingerie.
“Very funny, now get dressed, I think we’ve had enough excitement for this shopping session.”
Her grin widened and began to take off the stockings, throwing on her sundress afterwards. She took off the lingerie from underneath her dress and handed me them with a grin. “Still warm, Daddy.” With a peck on the cheek we went to the checkout and then home, all the while I thought of how she didn’t put on anything underneath her sundress.
The rest of the day was uneventful, but at night her persistence showed again. We still kissed goodnight, but she clung to me a little longer. “I’m sorry I left you so hard in the changing room, Daddy,” she whispered up to me, our mouth so close I could almost taste her minty fresh toothpaste.
“We can’t keep doing this,” I replied hoarsely. But even as I spoke, my hands drifted to her lower back, pulling her closer.
“But we can, Daddy.” She gently licked my lips, “And I said I was sorry that I left you hard, not that I was sorry we kissed.”
We gazed into each other’s eyes and she slipped softly from our embrace with a smile.
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Our summer days continued and I learned how relentless my stepdaughter was. I may have been able to resist her in the changing room, but each day at the pool she teased me and I thought of nothing else.
She lounged by the pool and once again I found myself lotioning her up at her insistent requests. I massaged her back and worked my way down to her butt, feeling each cheek before kneading her thighs. We had grown so familiar with one another, why did I continue to resist?
“Thanks, Daddy,” she whispered, turning over and wrapping an arm around me, pulling us into a kiss. I felt her tongue gently probe me and my hands drifted to her breasts, giving each a gentle squeeze and cupping them afterwards.
She only smiled and pushed her chest at more, offering her wonder mounds to my touch.
“You’re welcome, Sweety,” I said. My erect penis straining against the fabric of my trunks and poking her in the chest. Becky just continued to smile up at me, tracing little lines with her finger tips. I retreated into the pool and she just watched, her legs spread and her swimsuit bottoms so tight I could see the outline of the cleft between her legs.
Becky didn’t allow me to recover though, after half an hour in the pool she called me back.
“Daddy, I think I need another layer of lotion on my back,” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
After rubbing lotion into her back, taking special attention with her smooth bottom and thighs she rolled over; her top now discarded, exposing her erect pink nipples.
“The top now, Daddy,” she said, staring into my eyes.
I didn’t say a word as I spread lotion on my hands, before beginning to grope her. Massaging each breast until they shone brightly. My stepdaughter continued to stare up at me and I was consumed by her big brown eyes, my desire took control and nothing else mattered. I carefully pinched her beautiful nipples between my thumb and index finger, rolling it. She moaned and arched her back, biting her lip and furrowing her brow.
It was my turn now and I leaned down and kissed her, spreading her lips with my own and dominating her mouth with my tongue. My stepdaughter whimpered and spread her legs open, exposing herself to me. My eager hand reached between her legs and began to rub her nether lips through her swimsuit bottoms. Her thighs trapped my hand there and she began to gently thrust herself more and more into my probing hand. Without a second thought, I peeled back the small patch of fabric and rubbed her bare slit. Feeling her swelling hood and teasing her delicate pearl.
We came up for air, breathing hard with my hand still teasingly between her legs.
“That was wonderful, Daddy. Now it’s time for you to relax,” she whispered, gently pushing me back.
I laid back wordlessly and Becky straddled me, her tender hands working the lotion into me now. She first worked on my chest before crawling up, her petite body barely covering me. Her slick thighs tried to grip me, but seemed to be constantly slipping. So, my hands went and cupped her tight bottom, holding her steady.
She giggled and kissed the tip of my nose. “Thanks, you’re the best.”
I stared up at her while she lotioned me up. With a little wiggle she slipped out of my grasp and began to work lower. Our eyes met and neither of us said anything when she peeled my swim trunks off and began to work the tops of my legs. My erect penis was now lying back on my stomach and with a slippery hand she grasped it, hefting it slightly before going to work with both hands, up and down my length. I held my breath at her touch and she relaxed between my legs, her breasts resting on the tops of my legs while she gently pumped me. Becky leaned in and gave my tip a kiss, before enveloping the head of my penis with her warm mouth and gently suckling on me. I couldn’t stifle a moan escaping me and she smiled up at me, licking her lips and gazing at me from behind my erection.
Becky went back to her delicious task of coating my entire penis with her saliva, licking my length from base to tip, teasing me closer and closer to an eruption. She treated my cock like an ice cream cone and covered every inch with her roaming tongue. But, she wasn’t satisfied with just her tongue though and her lips formed a perfectly little red circle and I felt the tip of my penis scrape the top of her mouth as she worked my length into her mouth. It felt like heaven, her mouth was hot and wet and she applied the perfect amount of suction while swirling her tongue around my knob.
My hands gripped the sides of her heads and I tried to pull her off my erection, but she gripped me tightly and whimpered a no.
“Sweety, I’m going to-” I didn’t get to finish though and I came, launching a load of cum into her waiting mouth. I grunted with each pulse of sperm and she shoved my throbbing penis until I felt the back of her throat massage me. I collapsed back, spent and with a gentle pop she came off my cock with only a thin line of drool connecting her heavenly mouth to me. Quick licks solved that though and she came up, grinning at me with shiny lips, licking them all the while. With a quick kiss to my penis, she placed me back in my trunks.
“I wanted to taste you, Daddy,” she whispered, snuggling up to my chest and giving me a kiss on the chin.
“We have to be careful Sweety, our backyard isn’t very private,” though my hands continued to grope her shapely thighs before feeling up her breasts.
“I’m sorry, Daddy, I just couldn’t resist.”
I couldn’t blame her though and we held one another before. In my post-orgasm bliss, I realized we had crossed a boundary and there was no going back; at that moment, I realized it wasn’t something I regretted. With new found clarity, I carried her inside and set her down on the couch and started dinner.
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We had a quiet dinner and she wordlessly set up a movie, but I had other ideas. She relaxed on the couch, looking cute as a button in her little sundress and instead of taking a seat beside her, I leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips. She responded back eagerly, murmuring in delight.
“Just lean back Sweety,” I whispered.
She stared at me with her big brown eyes, “What are you going to do, Daddy?” she whispered.
“I’m going to eat your innocent little pussy, baby,” I whispered back, gazing back.
She nodded mutely.
I knelt between her legs, pushing her dress up around her waist and kissing her white panties, she cooed and clutched at her breasts, rubbing her nipples until I could see they stood erect. This was the moment and instead of feeling nervous, I only felt even more excited and drunk on lust. My teeth pulled aside her panties and I kissed the hood of her clitoris gently before I began to probe her tight pussy. The familiar heady taste of an aroused woman greeted me and I explored each delicate fold, swiping from the bottom until I reached her hard nub. I sucked gently on it, alternating between my lips and flicking it gently with my tongue. She was impossibly tight, but I managed to insert my index finger, curling upwards to find the little bundle of nerves that would ignite her. I worked my finger deeper and deeper, I could feel her womanhood grip me as if to halt my advance, but I was determined and from my little girl’s whimpering she was close.
With a final swipe, my finger brushed against her clitoris while I was still tongue-deep in her and I heard my little angel cry out; her wetness exploded forth. Her juice coated my tongue and cheeks in sweet fragrant juice while her thighs tightened around me, clutching the source of pleasure in place for herself. I lapped up her juice as she flowed and then went to suckle on her little pearl, savoring her musky and sweet flavor. With a sobbing gasp she struggled for breath while I continued to suck her pearl and finger her, pushing her beyond and into the next level of euphoria.
Finally she stopped and I could hear her panting above me. I stood up, licking the juice from my lips and finger and stared down at her, the movie forgotten. She gazed at me, her eyes no longer wide with surprise or anticipation but now heavily lidded with lust.
I picked her up and we wordlessly kissed and I carried her upstairs, the night wasn’t over.
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Her body molded to me and she clutched at my neck while I carried her upstairs. Becky’s room was closer to the stairs, so we went there and I laid her down on the bed. We kissed, savoring the moment with each other, elongating the exciting tension that two people can share before they make love. Our hands worked on each, discarding our clothes and we both lay in her bed naked. I took my time and examined her closely, feasting on her body with my eyes, noting her smooth pussy, now tinged with red and still wet from the orgasm I had given her downstairs. Her lips were so tight, her womanhood just formed a small slit, promising me unbound pleasure.
Becky’s hand reached out and gently grasped my member, tugging and massaging me gently down to her nether region. The head of my penis gently massaged her slit and she closed her eyes, sighing in pleasure and I began to work myself into her. First I could only manage the tip, she was so tight that even that was an effort and I had to steady myself, giving small pumps of my hips to push farther. But it was worth it, she was a raging inferno. Her heat wafted over me, fueling me and her tunnel gripped me as if in protest everytime I withdrew.
With a hiccuping cry my sweet little girl had a little orgasm, her legs kicked weakly and her vagina tightened at the sensation of me trying to enter her. I kissed her and plunged forward, no longer able to wait. Her two orgasms aided my effort and at last I managed to sheath myself to the base, savoring the feeling of penetrating such a delicate girl.
My thrusts became longer, savoring every inch of her tunnel and holding her as I pumped myself in her. Her thighs wrapped around mine, her legs trapping me, as if I would ever want to leave. The headboard gently bumped against the wall and we clutched at each other as I took her.
“Tell me you love me, Daddy,” she whispered into my ear as my face was buried into her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. When I breathed it in, I was filled with newfound excitement and all I could think about was where our two bodies were joined.
“I love you Sweety,” I whispered back, thrusting into her harder and harder. I ground my crotch against hers, probing upwards with my cock and it had the desired effect.
With that, she gasped and I could feel her little pussy contract, once again orgasming on me. I had been ready to pop and I was surprised I could hold on for even this long. Without a second thought I shot my load into her thirsty womb; wildly releasing thick ropes of sperm into her depths. I spurted repeatedly, overtaken with the biggest orgasm of my life. It felt like her womanhood was milking me, dousing me with hot juice before massaging the sperm right from the source with gentle rubs. Our bodies melted together and I collapsed on top of her, lying protectively over her, still impaling her petite body with my erection.
Soon, her lips began to kiss my ear and I could feel her stir beneath me, her legs massaging my own while my penis was still cocooned in her womanhood. I rolled off her and she whimpered as I left her insides, my head dragging against her thigh, leaving a slick trail of cum. I gazed down, fascinated as a thin line began to drool out of her hole. She rolled over onto her side, closing her legs and gazing smugly up at me, clasping her hand over her delicate opening.
“I like the feeling of being so full of you, Daddy,” she whispered up at my questioning gaze. “Can we go again soon?”
I kissed the top of her head and worked my way down to her lips, softly groping her breasts with my eager hands. “The night isn’t over, Sweety,” I whispered, gazing into her waiting big brown eyes.
With a squeal of delight she kissed me and giggled when I flipped her on top of me. “I’m gonna take you for a ride, little one.”
She eagerly worked her tight opening onto my already throbbing cock in delight. My stepdaughter was slick from both of our juices now and the struggle was a little easier now. We both moaned when she pushed my cock past her tight, swollen lips and at least we were joined again; soon she was bouncing on my cock and when the night ended I had deposited every sticky load of cum into my daughter’s waiting pussy.
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I went back to work the next day and all I could think about was Becky. When I got home, to my surprise I found her by the door wearing a sundress and a big smile. It was a dark blue and looked like something her mother would have worn. She rushed to me and stood on her tiptoes, giving me a kiss. We were in no rush and my hands toyed with her through the dress, she quickly spread her legs and moaned into my mouth, inviting me with her neediness. My hand slipped between her legs and I rubbed little circles into her slit while she practically humped my hand.
“Welcome home, Daddy,” she said, giving me a peck and breathing hard from our little impromptu make out session.
“I feel very welcome,” I replied, barely getting the words out through my excitement.
Without a word, she dropped to her knees and with eager fingers unbuttoned my pants, pulling my hardness out and allowing it to flop onto her cheek, grinning up at me all the while. Her little tongue snaked around the bottom of my cock and I moaned at the pleasure. She was inexperienced, but didn’t lack enthusiasm and after a few minutes of gentle pumps from her hands and licks I was ready to finish. Becky had other plans though and opened her mouth, fitting my penis inside her mouth, sucking on the head of my cock as she struggled to take more of my length inside of her.
“I’m close,” I rasped. Her petite hands worked to furiously rub me while her mouth clumsily massaged my member. Becky’s eyes stared pleadingly up at me, her generous breasts almost popping out of her sundress, she was the sight of a perfect little girl. I exploded, pumping my cum into her eager mouth. I could feel each eruption leaving my penis and when my load didn’t fit in her mouth, it squirted out the sides along her cheeks and dribbled down to her jaw.
Becky made an audible noise as she swallowed down my load and with a soft pop I left the warmth of her mouth. My stepdaughter wasn’t done though and she immediately went to work, kissing and licking my penis of any of the cum she couldn’t initially swallow. It felt like heaven, the way her lips would brush against my hardness and her tongue would flick out, dragging along my cock. When she would find a particular wet spot on my shaft or head, she would gently nibble with her lips, carefully slurping it up and swallowing.
Her lips smacked and I could see she was done. Becky gave me a cheeky grin, before giving my head a soft kiss and then tucking me back into my boxers
“Let’s eat dinner quick, the night isn’t over,” she said, standing up and pulling a messy lock behind her ear.
We ate and she acted like she hadn’t greeted me at the door with the best blowjob of my life. The food was delicious, but I barely noticed, all I could focus on was her.
After dinner, we watched a movie in silence, she sat in my lap with my obvious hard on pressed to her bottom. Our hands roamed each other, but neither of us did more than grope and feel each other up. Finally, she turned and lightly kissed me.
“Wait five minutes and then come upstairs to my room, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice husky with lust. I could see my stepdaughter’s pupils were dilated and she was practically panting with need. Becky slipped off my lap, trailing a hand across me, before padding lightly upstairs, her bottom swaying seductively and on display in her tight white panties.
The five minutes seemed like an eternity and when I finally went upstairs I saw her door was open, soft candlelight played along the walls and when I saw her my heart nearly stopped. Becky was done up perfectly, she wore a set of black lace lingerie. Her luscious thighs were encased with black stockings and when I walked in, she nervously stood up and walked to me, stopping when her breasts were pressed against me and we shared breath. I could smell the sweet perfume that wafted around her and she stared into my eyes and licked her lips shyly. I wholeheartedly embraced this new aspect of our relationship and continued without any reservations.
Our lips met and I pulled her to me, squeezing her bottom and pulling her crotch to mine, lifting her little body into my arms. She moaned, pushing her tongue as deep into my mouth as she could, her legs wrapped around my waist and I could feel the inferno of heat emanating from her crotch. My penis was painfully stiff and demanded release. I carried her to her bed and laid her gently down, staring down at the angel beneath. Her breath was labored and I gazed in wonder at her, before going to work. Her little black panties went off the side of the bed and I immediately bent down, running my tongue across her wet sex. Becky cried out, arching her back and shoving herself into my face as I devoured her little slit; nuzzling into her and suckling at her clitoris, before licking out every delicate fold in her perfect little pussy. Her shapely thighs shook around me and with a whimpering cry, I tasted her sweet girl juice as she released into my thirsty mouth; her hot liquid splashing across my stubble in a wave of ecstasy and I continued to lick away. My fingers and tongue worked in union to extend her wet orgasm and with a sob, she went limp, twitching in bliss as I slowed and licked idly at her delicious pink slit.
I loomed over her, my erection a deep red and my bulbous head aligned with her entrance. Her hand reached out and clumsily touched my cock, rubbing the underside and pressing it against her trench.
“Just try to relax, Sweety,” I whispered to her, giving her nose a gentle kiss before pulling back and gazing down at my daughter, splayed out before me.
She nodded, her eyes still wide and I gave her a soft kiss on the nose. With gentle sawing motions, I edged my way into her tightness. She was warm, wet and gripped me with every fold of her womanhood as I entered her. As I pushed into her, Becky shook, panting and whimpering below me; her hands pawed at my arms and I could see her stomach heaved with the sensation of being penetrated and filled. I was buried halfway in her when I stopped to catch my breath, sweat beaded on my brow at the work of gently plunging into my incestuous lover. She pulled me down, raining kisses along my cheek before we found each other’s mouth.
I gripped her wide hips, running my hands up and down her smooth skin and with a grunt I thrust into her. She cried out and I could feel a little orgasm rake through her body. Her pussy clenched and unclenched, twitching and hugging my penetration.
Her thighs wrapped tightly around the back of my legs, I embraced her body to mine, pinning her down beneath me. A familiar sensation built in me, as the head of my penis scraped her quivering insides. Her breasts swayed and bounced to the rhythm of my movements and I desperately reached between us, rubbing her hard little clitoris as I pumped myself inside of her; hot liquid splashed down over my shaft, spraying from the crevasse between my cock and her pussy. My little lover would have screamed like a banshee if I hadn’t pressed my lips to hers; we floated on a cloud as her orgasm washed over me and pushed me over the edge. I climaxed with such intensity that I nearly collapsed on her. Each spurt from my ejaculation squeezed my body and it felt like I was drowning her womb in a sea of my sperm. Her tunnel gripped and stroked me, coaxing every drop from me as her orgasm milked my sticky load into her. I had thrust myself as far as I could into her, but her thrusts tried to push me in deeper as she ground herself against me.
“Daddy,” was all she could cry out as we climaxed.
“Becky,” was all I could reply.. When we finished, we held each other, giving nuzzles of affection as we stayed joined. My softening penis finally slipped from her slit and dragged a trail of our juices along her thigh, staining her stocking.
A whimper escaped her as we separated and I looked down to see her nether lips were now a delicious shade of pink and had swelled up to form an alluring sight. Her lips were coated in our wetness and I could already see a pale line of sperm drooling from her entrance. When I moved to get up, she clutched at me, her arms gripping me like iron and her breasts shoved into my face as she clutched my head to her bosom.
“Can we just stay like this a little longer, Daddy?” she whispered to the top of my head as we stroked each other.
“We’ll have all the time we want, Becky,” I whispered, kissing my way from the tops of her breasts to taste her lips again. She squealed in delight and eagerly sucked my tongue into her mouth.
When we were done, she glanced shyly up at me, a teasing smile on her lips. “I thought I’d have to convince you more.”
“After that? I don’t need convincing,” I said with a chuckle. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, exhausted but eager for the next time.
We wouldn’t have to wait long, I awoke the next morning to the sensation of my stepdaughter’s mouth working my penis to hardness. I glanced down and saw her, lying between my legs and licking me to hardness like my penis was a lollipop. I didn’t notice before, but her cheeks bulged a little bit when she took my length inside of her and struggled to throat me; no small amount of pride touched me and I stroked her head as she pleasured me. She rained little kisses up and down my length, gently pumping with her hands while she did. After gently sucking on my head, she smiled up at me, my stiff penis resting against her downy cheek.
“I’m close Sweety, climb on.”
She needed no more encouragement and straddled me, slowly working herself on my erection until she could fully stuff me inside of her. Becky braced herself, her hands clutching my shoulders and began to slowly pump herself on my length with erotic rolling movements of her hips. My hands went to her hips, steadying her and helping her with whatever pace she felt comfortable with. I glanced down in amazement as I saw my hardness disappear into her, stretching her lips wide. Becky relaxed and slipped downwards, allowing her womanhood to devour my length and I moaned as I felt her velvety sheath surround and stroke me. After a few minutes, she gave a soft shudder and rode me to a sweet finish. Her soft fluids drenched me. She was an insatiable little creature though and her fluids only lubricated us, she began to ride me more furiously, the wet sounds filling the room. Her hands went to my shoulders, holding herself while she pumped and squirmed on top of my length.
She grinned down at me, her hair sticky with sweat and a thin sheen covering her brow. “I want to feel you spurt inside me again, Daddy,” she moaned between bounces. Becky’s eyes locked onto mine, “I like when I feel your hot cum splash inside my little pussy.”
I held her waist tightly, thrusting up into her madly with lust as her words fueled my desires. She squealed at my roughness and collapsed onto her elbows, gripping my shoulders as I threw myself into her slickness. With a final cry, I pulled her hips into me as deep as I could and thrust upwards. She arched her back to meet me and pushed down, giving me maximum penetration as I exploded inside of her wet embrace; depositing another load of cum into her hungry little womb.
My stepdaughter collapsed, snuggling into my chest and wrapping her arms around my neck as we basked in the raw pleasure of our joining. I clutched her to me, kissing her absently as we embraced.
“That’s my favorite good morning,” I said after recovering my breath, kissing her ear.
She snuggled in deeper, her vagina still gripping my penis and began to kiss my nose and cheeks. “Mine too.”
I could feel myself stir to life under her attention and when I rolled over she giggled as she found herself beneath me. We kissed deeply and I could feel her hand reach between us to grip my erection, rubbing it against her wet entrance. I could feel her legs spread open, eagerly inviting me into her once again. With a sigh I pressed myself forward and thrust myself between her legs, using her hand as a warm guide. Her arms and legs wrapped around me and I once again found myself in a state of pure pleasure. The second time is always longer and I savored each time she squirted on my love organ before releasing another load of semen into her hot canal.
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This became our new normal and while we were careful to keep ourselves controlled in public, I couldn’t resist her at all when we were home. I became convinced that her little pussy was made just for me, while at first she struggled at my entrance, she now eagerly devoured me. My little lover was eager to bounce on me, using her feisty little body to extract every load into herself. I came home from work one day so horny that I dragged her to the couch and pushed her onto her forearms. She spread her legs and I pushed the skirts of her dress up, pulling her panties aside in my haste to lick her to slit. Becky moaned and whimpered as I licked at her tight opening furiously until she was squirming and wet. When my step daughter was ready, I pushed her down flat and with a grunt I thrust myself into her warmth. I pulled her close so my cheek was resting against hers as my weight held her down and I pounded her roughly. Becky reached her peak quickly, having already been primed by my mouth and I felt her shake beneath me with her climax. With a soft cry I came soon after, releasing a batch of sperm into her soft tightness. Our bodies wouldn’t allow us to stop and before we made it to dinner, I had pumped another orgasm into her tight little body.
It was bliss and we never stopped exploring each other, learning the pleasures of each other and moving in union to satisfy each other.
“I think you like me best in black stockings and lingerie, Daddy” she said to me after a bout of fierce lovemaking. Becky idly swiped at the line of cum dribbling from her slit. She pushed it back into herself and sighed as she rubbed her tender lips. I had come home from work and all I could think about was her, so I hadn’t even bothered to remove her clothes; I had just pushed her little pair of panties to the side and thrust into her while she lay on the couch with her ankles by her ears.
With a little wiggle, she got her panties back in place and I could see the wetness that blossomed like a flower in the small patch of lace that hid her privates. I couldn’t resist giving her a little kiss on the lips and pulling her to me, fondling her bottom and marveling at her perfection.
She had decided to break in her business casual clothes and I found that the sight of her pencil skirt pushed up around her waist while I pumped myself between her legs was an addictive experience. Becky looked alluring and scandalous in her state of half dress, with her lacy panties simply pushed to the side and her labia stretched around my thrusting rod. It was little wonder that my orgasms were so strong when she presented herself like that.
I gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I’d like you anything or nothing, Sweety.”
We went back to the kitchen and finished up dinner, sneaking little signs of affection between our work. After we ate, we retired to the couch and she hummed to herself as she unzipped my pants and began to kiss and lick me. Her little feet kicked in the air as she went to work and I slipped a finger between her cheeks and began to gently massage her little slit.
She grinned up at me, a wonderful sight with her tongue still running along my hardness.
“Daddy! You’re distracting me,” she said with a giggle, which turned into a small moan as I slipped my finger inside of her, rubbing her slickness.
“I want to finger you, Becky, I like seeing you squirm,” I said with a smile. “On your back, I think it’ll be easier this way.”
She wordlessly flipped onto her back, turning her head so she could continue to fellate me and spread her legs. I brushed aside the skirts of her dress and tugged her wet panties to the side, still soaked from our previous lovemaking. I rubbed her little love bead while I pistoned my fingers into her love tunnel. The urgency of my fingers increased as she brought me closer and closer to my own climax with her sweet mouth. A deep mewling escaped her and with a whimper she released her warm juice into the palm of my hand spraying me with her womanly nectar; this didn’t stop her oral ministrations and I sucked in a breath and grunted as she brought me to eruption with her tongue and lips. Her mouth eagerly suckled on me, drinking my seed with unmatched passion.
She lay there and I sat back, both of us panting from our shared lust. She gave my penis a kiss and tucked me in.
“Movie time?” she asked and I couldn’t refuse.
The day of her internship came up and we drove together; she wore casual business attire and she looked absolutely adorable in her skirt and blouse. We didn’t see much of each other, but at around 3 PM her day was over so she hung out in my office.
When we arrived home, she got a mischievous smile and bent over, brushing a lock of hair out of her face before kissing my crotch.
“I had some really naughty thoughts at work today, Daddy,” she whispered while licking her lips. Her skilled mouth brought me to a quick release in our driveway and like always, she swallowed my sticky release. That night, I wasn’t very gentle and took her roughly, fueled by thoughts of what she had in store. She clung to me desperately as I threw myself into my lover, pounding her into an animal-like orgasm. Becky shook and I promptly shot my wad of cum into her womb, trembling at the sensation that gripped my body as her love tunnel drank my deposit. We collapsed in a sweaty pile, exhausted from the intense experience.
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The next day at lunch time she walked into my office with a folder and a smile. Which was very strange, since who uses paper?
“I’m sorry I couldn’t get you these reports earlier, Mr. Lawson,” she said in an overly breathy voice. I noticed her blouse had a few more buttons undone and her wonderful mound of cleavage was practically popping out. She set the stack of papers down and bent over them, glancing back invitingly to me.
Despite how alluring she was, I had to suppress a laugh; this was old even when I was young. Nevertheless, I stood up and put an arm around her waist and the tent in my pants grazed her side.
“Well, this will come up in your performance review, miss.”
Becky gave a mock gasp and covered her mouth with a hand, “Oh sir, we can’t, I’m young enough to be your daughter.”
I pulled her into a kiss and our tongues swirled, dancing with each other as we enjoyed the fantasy.
We pulled back for air and she said, “Well I think I have a way to make up for it, sir,” still in her breathy voice. She gently kissed the side of my lips and pushed me back into my chair. She unzipped me and kissed, licked and sucked me until my erection was like an iron bar in her mouth. Her red lipstick smeared along my cock as she brushed her lips along my length, kissing and worshiping me.
Becky looked up at me with her big brown eyes, “I don’t know if I can swallow it all sir, but I’ll try,” she said, lightly kissing the side of my head and batting her eyelashes at me. Her lips delicately around the head of my penis and she furiously pumped my length in her mouth with both hands. I was already worked up and I placed both hands on her head, holding her in place while I unloaded my orgasm into her waiting mouth. Despite what she said though, she gulped down my load with ease and smiled up at me, straightening up.
My daughter once again bent over the desk and gave her little behind an inviting wiggle. Despite just blowing my load into her mouth, I was already upon her; pulling her pencil skirt up to reveal a pair of soaked black panties and the tops of her stockings. I gave each of her perfect cheeks a kiss and then I pulled her panties down to her knees; with a groan of need I thrust myself into her hot depths, not able to wait a moment longer outside of her. We both panted as I pounded her from behind, gripping her little waist tightly to steady myself. Becky collapsed onto my desk and held on tightly, bracing herself against each of my strokes. I could see a flush already across her cheeks. She squeezed her eyes shut and with a small gasp I felt her drench my penis in her delicious fluids and her pussy contract, urging me to deposit a second batch of sperm into her. I gritted my teeth and stifled a groan as my orgasm washed over me and I erupted for a second time into my stepdaughter, mixing our juices inside of her sweet honey pot as I ground myself into her cheeks. We shook together from the intensity of our orgasms and the little fantasy we had shared.
I stood over her, still impaling her and we both panted with our exertion. With a great feeling of reluctance I slipped out of her, pulling her panties back into place to catch the evidence of our love that I had left inside of her womanhood.
“That was lovely sweety,” I whispered to her, putting myself away and helping her up.
“I notice nobody is here on Friday past 4 PM,” she said, giving me a kiss after we had made ourselves presentable again.
“I’ll hold you to it,” I said with a smile.
We always stayed until 5 PM that summer and I loved the fantasy she gave. Sometimes she would be shy or seductive, but she time we ended up sharing something beautiful and taboo.
It was the best summer of my life and making love in the office became our routine. Afterwards we went out for dinner and to Becky’s delight we were often mistaken for a couple. We were sad to see it end, but when her semester started I saw her off with a kiss. I attended her graduation and found she had a surprise for me. There was a gentle swell to her belly and we made love in my hotel room the day I arrived. There was something special about those days, holding onto her large belly while I came inside of her was a truly unique experience.
She didn’t want a big wedding, so we just went down to the courthouse and went before a judge. Although that didn’t stop her from purchasing a white lacy lingerie set.
I helped her lie down in our bed, careful to keep her steady as the extra weight from the baby was taking its toll on her. I brushed aside her white panties and licked her tightness, kissing her until she was slick with excitement and shaking with desire. I entered her gently, holding her thighs as I worked myself inside of her and enjoying the sight of her womanhood stretching around my cock. This was the first time we made love as husband and wife and there was something special about entering her like this. After I had gently sawed myself to the hilt, her thighs came to either side of me and I gripped her tightly as I began to thrust inside of my daughter. Like when we first made love, she writhed below me and with a sweet sigh she released her juices as I climaxed inside of my beautiful young daughter-wife.
Epilogue :
She gave birth to a beautiful baby boy we named Hector after her grandfather. We were knee deep in diapers and sleepless nights, but we managed to find time for each other. Two months after giving birth she was riding me passionately, pressing my hands to her firm breasts while she gyrated her hips, in the perfect display of lust.
“This time let’s try for a girl, Daddy,” she whispered before she arched her back and shuddered on top of me, furrowing her brow in the most adorable way as she came. Her stomach trembled and her breasts heaved with her exertion and I continued to thrust myself up. I could feel her hot juices run down my thighs as she rode me to her bliss. I relished the feeling of my little girl squirming on top of me, her wet tunnel, gripping and stroking me. With a grunt, I thrust up into my daughter with one last powerful stroke and finally shot my load as deep into her wet opening as I could.
With a sigh she nestled onto my chest, grinning, her cheeks flushed red, her head rested just below my chin; both of us panted from our little workout and I could still feel her little trembles on my cock, as they ran through her womanhood.
“Just one?” I finally managed, breathless with a smile.
“One of each to start with,” she replied, kissing my cheek and hugging me tighter.
My love organ gently exited from her dripping slit and I gasped at the sensation of my tender head scraping her lovely insides. I rolled her over, taking the opportunity to rub and enjoy her smooth thighs. She smiled sleepily at me and threw an arm around me.
“That’s gonna be a lot of work, sweety,” I whispered, still exhausted from our bout of lovemaking.
“I like working with you, Daddy,” she said with a weak grin, her eyes drooping closed. “I love you, Daddy,” she whispered, giving me a sleepy kiss and nuzzling me.
I heard Hector begin to get fussy from his crib and walked over to the nursery with his bottle, his mother having already slipped into a coma-like sleep in our efforts to make him a sibling.
Afterword :
Thanks for reading! I have a few more stories in this category planned and I’m sure I’ll have a few more fantasies while writing them. This story reached about the 10k line mark and I feel pretty comfortable writing my stories in that length. Eventually I’ll work on making my stories a little longer, but incremental change is lasting change, so bear with me.
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