Insatiable Stepdaughter: The Collection (3 page)

“Blake?” I call. He appears from the living
room. Tall, dark, and handsome. He’s a college student, and an
athlete.

“Hey,” he smiles up at me. “I was just going
to leave, but I didn’t want to leave the house unlocked and empty,
so... hi.”

I smile down at him. “I was sleeping in, I
guess,” I say. It’s about 10 a.m. He’ll believe me.

He nods.

“Let me just shower quick,” I say. “I’ll be
down in a bit.”

“Okay, cool,” he says as he heads back to the
living room.

I quickly take a shower, I’m paranoid Blake
will smell Bill on me. Plus I’m kind of dirty with sweat and cum.
After I shower, I put on a T-shirt and jeans and go downstairs
barefoot to see Blake. He stands up and comes over to hug and kiss
me. I’m on my tippy toes as I kiss him. He feels nice. Warm. I’m
confused.

We sit down to watch a reality show. A little
while later Bill comes downstairs, fresh from a shower and fully
clothed.

“Hey, kids,” he says as he sees us. Acting
how he usually acts. “I’m headed to the campus to grade some
papers. I’ll see you later.”

“Okay,” I say.

“See you later,” Blake calls after Bill as he
steps quickly out the front door. Then Blake turns to me.

“House to ourselves,” he says as he winks at
me. I laugh.

“Let me get some breakfast first,” I say. I
get up and head for the kitchen. Blake follows me.

I make myself some oatmeal while he
watches.

“You look nervous,” Blake says.

“Nah,” I say as I put a bite of oatmeal in my
mouth. I’m actually a little bit freaked out to be sleeping with
Blake after I slept with Bill. It kind of makes me sick to my
stomach.

“Okay,” Blake says as he walks across the
kitchen to me. I’m standing at the counter eating my oatmeal. Blake
looks hot as always, jeans and a fitted gray T-shirt. Makes me melt
to look at him. I thought I had decided I wanted Bill. Now I’m not
so sure. Maybe I am too young to decide. If I teach Blake all about
sex will that make him what I want?

Blake gets to me and puts his arms around me
from the side, holding me close as I eat.

“I love you, you know,” Blake says into my
hair.

“I know,” I say back. “I love you too.”

Later Blake takes my hand and leads me
upstairs to my bedroom. I am determined to teach him something new.
He kisses me when we step inside my room, and I kiss him back. Then
I stare him in the eyes as I pull my T-shirt off over my head.
Blake stares down hungrily at my breasts. They are propped up
nicely in a pink lace bra. I run my hand down the side of his
face.

He quickly pulls his T-shirt off and pulls me
to him. He kisses me and unhooks my bra in the back. Then pulls it
off of me. We both moan as he starts to play with my bare tits.

“Oh, Blake…” I say with passion. “I want to
try something.”

He pulls away and looks at me with a raised
eyebrow. “You want to ‘try’ something?” he asks with a laugh.
“Kinky.”

I smile. I pull him over to my wide dresser
with a big mirror on top. I face the mirror and I look at him in
it. He’s standing behind me. I undo my jeans and slowly slide them
down as I stare at him. He pushes my panties and jeans down to the
floor and I step out of them. Then he quickly kicks his shoes and
socks off and steps out of his own jeans and boxer shorts.

He stands behind me and presses his body to
mine. Our eyes meet in the mirror and he starts to play with my
breasts. I moan. I feel a haze of desire wash over me. I can feel
his erection caressing my lower back. Suddenly I lean forward,
putting my hands on the dresser, pushing my butt out behind me.

“Whoa,” Blake says. He looks down and puts
his hands on my hips. “We need to make you taller,” he says,
looking around my room. In the corner he spots the big plastic step
I use for step aerobics. He quickly goes across the room to grab it
and comes back. I move as he places it on the floor. Then I step
onto it. It’s about 3 or 4 inches tall. It raises me up just
enough. Blake is a little taller than Bill.

Blake puts his arms around me from behind and
feels me up. I am dripping with my sexual juices at this point. I
want him so bad. I lean forward again, putting my hands on the
dresser. Blake groans.

“Oh, God, Erica,” he says as he puts his
fingers in my slippery pussy. Then he slides his hard dick right
into me. I moan. I glance up at him in the mirror. Our faces are
both full of desire. He starts to fuck me.

“Oh, God, yes,” I say with passion as he
thrusts. That makes him thrust harder.

“Oh, God, Erica… Oh, my God…” he keeps saying
as he fucks me. He fucks me hard and fast, no buildup. Just
straight to the wild abandon. I am moaning and panting.

“Yes…” I say over and over again. “Yes… Oh,
god, yes…”

He slams his cock into me and I can’t think
straight. Every once in a while I look into the mirror to see him
fucking me. It turns me on so much. I can feel a huge orgasm surge
up in me, threatening to burst.

“Fuck me!” I yell. “Oh, God!” The ecstasy
explodes inside me. “Ugghh!” I yell as I cum. It grips me and
shudders through me hard.

“Ugghhh!” Blake yells as he shoots cum into
my cunt. Then he grunts loudly again. “Ugghhh!” and shoots another
load. Wow.

My legs are wobbly underneath me. Blake pulls
out of me and picks me up and carries me to the bed.

“I love you, Erica,” he says as he lays me in
the bed. He lies down on top of me and starts kissing me.

“I love you too, Blake,” I say between
kisses, but I’m not sure I mean it.

Later, when Blake is gone, and it’s
dinnertime, I’m sitting on the couch watching TV, but not really
watching. I’m thinking about Bill. Does he really think I would
choose Blake over him? Why? Because he’s my age? There’s no
comparison.

Just then Bill walks in through the front
door. I stand up. He looks sheepishly at me.

“You were away for a long time,” I say.

“I wanted to give you time with him.”

“Oh.”

“Did you… sleep with him?” Bill asks
cautiously.

“Yes,” I say, suddenly feeling bad. “I
thought you wanted me to.”

“I did. I mean, I don’t want to limit you,”
Bill says as he stands a few feet from me, looking into my eyes
kindly.

“Did you film us?” I ask.

“No,” Bill says, looking surprised. He steps
toward me. “That was actually wrong, Erica. I never should have
done that.”

“Oh,” I say.

He stares down at me for a moment and I get
nervous. “Are you on the pill?” he suddenly asks.

“Yes,” I say.

He breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank God.” I
smile.

I take a step closer to him, so we are
touching. I reach up on my tiptoes and kiss him on the lips.
“Welcome home,” I say.

He puts his arms around me and kisses me
deeply, with the same hunger as before. It takes my breath
away.

“I missed you,” he says.

“I missed you too,” I say.

He puts his hands on my butt and lifts me up.
I wrap my legs around him and we continue to kiss.

“Are you going to fuck me here?” I ask
between kisses.

“Yes,” he says in a matter of fact way. I
feel dizzy with desire now.

He lays me down gently on the big light brown
overstuffed couch. I moan. He pulls my shirt off, and quickly
unhooks my bra and peels it off of me. I moan as he dives between
my breasts to nuzzle and kiss them. I run my fingers through his
hair. He pulls off his plaid button-up shirt and tosses it to the
ground. Then he pulls off my jeans and panties, leaving me naked
and ready on the couch. He unzips his jeans and pulls them off with
his boxers, socks and shoes. He kneels on the floor next to the
couch.

He runs his hands down my body and puts his
fingers inside my pussy. I am dripping wet for him. I gasp. He
massages my breasts with one hand as he fingers me with the
other.

“Oh, Bill,” I say. I feel so naked and on
display as he fondles my tits and fucks me with his hand, staring
at my reaction. His hand rhythmically thrusts in and out of me,
massaging me. Then he starts to rub my clit with his thumb as well.
I feel like I’m going to die. I feel so exposed and so horny and
pleasure is searing through me as he fucks me this way.

“Oh, Billy,” I moan. My mother used to call
him that. I feel a blush rush over my face and body after I call
him that. He keeps fucking.

“Oh, God! Oh, God!” I yell as he rubs my clit
and pussy harder. He massages my tits harder as well. He is getting
pretty frantic too. I can hear him breathing harder. I can feel my
orgasm and passion building up into an exquisite crescendo.

“Daddy!” I yell as I arch my back. “UGGHHHH!”
I yell as I cum. My orgasm churns through my pussy and body with
intense pleasure. I am out of breath as I lay my body back down and
glance at Bill with hazy eyes. He has tears running down his face.
He climbs on top of me and I hold onto him tightly.

He spreads my legs and pussy with his hand as
he guides his hard cock into me. I am still out of breath, but I am
hungry for more.

He kisses me hungrily as he starts to thrust
into me. I moan. My pussy is so sensitive it almost hurts, but I
want him so bad. It feels so good right now. Aching pleasure. Deep
and intense. I am filled with love and lust for my stepdad.

He stares me in the eye and runs his fingers
through my hair as he fucks me. Then he kisses me again. I wrap my
legs around him. He groans. I reach down and grab his butt cheeks
to push him deeper into me. He starts to fuck me more
frantically.

“Oh, God, yes,” I mutter as he pounds into
me. “Oh, God, yes!”

He is out of breath as he fucks me hard. He
groans with each thrust now. Pleasure is enveloping us. I whimper
with each thrust. He is whipping pleasure into me with each stroke
of his hard dick inside me.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” I say with passion. “Fuck
me hard!” He begins to fuck me with abandon, driving into me as
hard as he can. I moan and whimper as he grunts and groans.

I moan in a constant stream now as I feel an
intense orgasm build up. I feel it rage through me, then explode
inside me. I scream. It pulses through me, and another one rips
through me right after. I scream again. Then I moan as the pleasure
swims around inside me.

He fucks me hard for a few more thrusts and
then he yells too. He shoots a long hard load of cum into my pussy
as he yells.

“Shit,” he says as he collapses on me
afterwards. “Oh, my God.” He kisses my face. Tears are streaming
out of my eyes again.

“I love you,” he says with emotion.

“I love you too,” I say. I wrap my arms and
legs around him and he holds me tight. I can still feel pleasure
swirling around us. His dick is still in me. I want him to stay
inside me forever.

Busted Having Sex with Step Dad
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My stepdad and I have been having sex for
over a week now. It’s amazing. I rationalize it because I’m 18 and
we’re not really related. My mother died years ago. I’m an only
child. Who can it hurt? I mean besides my boyfriend, Blake.

It’s Friday night now and I have just put my
pajamas on. Pink tank top and pink pajama bottoms. The tank top is
so thin it barely covers my large breasts. My long dark blond hair
is up in a ponytail at the top of my head. I’m thin and athletic.
Right now I’m stretching out on the floor in a yoga pose. Something
I do every night. My stepdad Bill is into yoga. He taught me all
about it.

He comes to my bedroom door now. He’s wearing
a blue robe. He’s 50 years old and handsome. Brown hair, sweet
brown eyes, and a lean muscled body. He smiles down at me. I’m
doing a forward bend.

“I just came to kiss you goodnight,” he
says.

“Oh,” I say, as I hop up from the floor
happily. I step over to him and he takes me in his arms. He leans
down and french kisses me. Not usually how daddies kiss their
daughters goodnight. I can feel my pussy get wet and my heart start
to speed up as we kiss. He lets me go.

“Goodnight, sweetheart,” he says.

“Goodnight,” I say. I feel a little dizzy.
That was some kiss.

He smiles and wanders off down the hall to
his bedroom. It’s Friday night, 11:30. It’s not like I have to be
anywhere tomorrow. I pace a little, then decide I should just go to
bed. I lie there for a while, feeling fidgety. Finally I get up.
Screw it. I won’t sleep otherwise.

I get out of bed and pull the hair band out
of my hair. Then I pull off my skimpy tank top, pajama bottoms, and
panties. I let them fall to the floor. I am totally naked now. I
tiptoe down the hall to Bill’s bedroom. The door is open a crack. I
push it further open. He is sitting on the bed in nothing but
pajama bottoms. His nightstand lamp is still on, dimly lighting the
room. He glances up. He looks stunned, in a good way.

I lean against the doorframe. “I think you
need to finish that goodnight kiss,” I say casually. My heart is
racing, though. I am so not used to seducing men. I glance down at
his pants as they start to tent up at his crotch. I feel my pussy
get wetter at the sight of that.

He slowly gets up off the bed and walks
towards me.

“I’m sorry I didn’t do a good enough job
before,” he says. “Let me see if I can do better.” He grabs me by
the shoulders and kisses me deeply.

Then he moves his lips to my neck. “Oh, God,”
I say as he kisses me there. I feel my legs grow weak. His hard
dick presses against me from inside the flannel pants. His hands
roam down to my big breasts and he plays with them. Then his hands
travel down to my ass to cup my butt cheeks. I am shivering with
pleasure and anticipation. I know how well he can fuck me. I can’t
wait to have it happen again.