I watch my stepdad, Rick, tie the boat to the dock. He has
on shorts and a white T-shirt. He’s tan and goodlooking, 40-something. He has
short dark hair, almost a crew cut. His muscles are glistening in the sunlight.

I’m bored. I just got home from college for the summer. My family
always spends the summers at the lake house. My mom is on a two-week business
trip. So, it’s just me and Rick.

A stack of unread books sits up in my bedroom, waiting to be
read, but I can’t do it. I just spent a whole year studying. Tired of that. Yesterday
was my 19
^thbirthday. I still feel like celebrating. I said goodbye
to my boyfriend for the summer. We’ll text and email and call, but it’s not the
same. David is the one who took my virginity. I know I’m going to miss sex.
We’ve been fucking like rabbits all semester.

Looking at my stepdad now, I realize I don’t have to go
without sex this summer. It’s just a matter of making him see that too. I know
I’m goodlooking. I have long dark hair and pretty pale blue eyes. I am thin,
longish legs, and my tits grew a lot more this year. Now they’re huge. I know
Rick’s noticed that. He pretends he hasn’t, of course. So polite. He’s known me
since I was 11. I guess he feels weird thinking of me that way. I’ve never
thought of him that way before either, but since I started having sex, I’m
noticing men more and more.

Rick’s a lawyer. He’s very serious. Even in casual clothing,
he looks like he’s all business. How can I loosen him up? Maybe a bit of
alcohol? If he’ll let me!

I know where to start, though. I get up from the deck chair
I’ve been sitting in and bounce upstairs. I dig around in my luggage until I
find what I’m looking for. My leopard print string bikini. It’s a start. I put
it on and check myself out in the mirror. That ought to do it.

I wander back downstairs and grab the suntan lotion on my
way out the door. I sit back down on the deck chair and start slowly putting
the lotion all over my body. Rick is sitting on the deck too now, having put
everything away on the boat. He stares at me, but pretends not to.

I cover every inch of my body with lotion, but of course I
can’t reach my back.

“Rick,” I say, “could you do my back?”

I can feel him tense up. He clears his throat. “Sure,” he
says quietly. He gets up, comes over and crouches behind me. He puts lotion in
his hands and spreads it on my back.

“Oo, that feels good,” I say. And I mean it. Having him
touch me is awesome. He has strong rough man’s hands. He tenses up again,
though. Then he steps away from me when he’s finished.

“I guess I’ll go inside,” he says.

So much for this plan. I turn and give him my best
flirtatious eyes. “Can I have a beer?”

“Olivia,” he says, cautious.

“Please. No one is here, and it’s not like I’m driving
anywhere. You can supervise me. Okay?” I give him my pouty face.

He groans. “Your mother would kill me.”

“She doesn’t have to know,” I say with a smile.

He leans against the door frame, thinking. “All right,” he
finally relents. “Just one.” He goes inside to grab the beer. When he returns,
he has two. One for himself. He pops one open and hands it to me, then opens
the other.

“Cheers,” he says, knocking my beer lightly with his.

“Cheers,” I say.

He sits down again and I do my best to stretch and flaunt my
body subtly while he drinks his beer and pretends to stare out at the lake.
Finally he sets his empty beer can down.

“I’m going to go take a shower,” he says. “Long day.”

“Okay,” I say. I am so not good at this. I sip the last of
my beer, it’s given me a buzz, and set my can down. In just a few moments, I
think, Rick will be totally naked and wet. Yum. That thought actually gets me
wet. That’s it. I want it too bad to let this opportunity slip away.

I creep into the house, listening for the shower. I wait
outside the closed bathroom door until I hear the water start. I hear him open
the shower curtain and step inside. It’s a big square shower. Plenty of room
for two. I take a deep breath to steady my nerves, then I go for it. I untie my
bikini and let it fall to the ground. Then I carefully open the bathroom door,
hoping he won’t hear me. I want to surprise him.

I tip toe into the bathroom, and close the door quietly
behind me. I’m so nervous! I pause to take a breath, and then I quickly open
the shower curtain and step inside.

Rick turns around quickly, he already has an erection, and
one hand is on his penis. Wow, I caught him masturbating. Hopefully thinking of
me.

“Olivia,” he says, startled, but a little hazy eyed. He is
really in the zone.

“Rick,” I say, my breathing getting heavy. I check out his
body as the water runs over it. Tan muscled chest. He works out. His dick is as
big as I hoped it was. A little bigger than my boyfriend’s. I almost pant when
I think of what it could do to me.

He is checking me out too. His eyes roam up and down my body
and then stop at my large breasts, big and round, with hard nipples.

“What are you doing here?” he says, almost coming back to
reality, sounding a little stern and angry. “You know this is very
inappropriate, young lady.” He used to call me that as a kid. It sends a tingle
down my spine now. He actually grabs my arm as if he’s going to throw me out of
the shower. But it turns me on.

“Oh, Rick,” I say breathlessly, closing my eyes. I love how
rough he’s being with me.

“Oh, God, Olivia,” he says, just as breathless. He can’t
take it anymore. He pulls my body to him and kisses me hard on the mouth.

My tits are rubbing against his chest and cum is dripping
from my pussy. God, I want him bad.

His tongue plays roughly with my tongue as we moan. His
hands travel down to my big round breasts and he squeezes and massages them
desperately. I moan louder.

“Oh, you need to fuck me now,” I say between kisses.
“Please, Rick, fuck me so hard I can’t stand it…”

He doesn’t need any more encouragement. He sweeps me up into
his arms and carries me out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. To the bed he
shares with my mother.

It is neatly made. He rips the covers off of it and lays me
down quickly in the middle of the big bed.

“Oh, my God,” he says. His hands are shaking. “This is so
wrong.” He lies down on top of me and I wrap my legs around him. I don’t want
to let him get away. But he untangles himself from me and stands up, he is out
of breath. “We can’t,” he says with emotion.

“I need you so bad,” I say to him and look at him with
hunger in my eyes. “Please, Rick,” I beg. “I know you and mom don’t have sex
anymore. She told me. You must be as horny as I am right now.” I cup my breasts
in my hands and start massaging them, then I moan. It is so hot having him
watch me do this.

His eyes are glassy with tears. He really does want me bad.
He still looks undecided, though. I spread my legs and pull my knees up a
little. One of my hands travels down to my dripping pussy and I start to play
with myself.

Rick’s breathing gets harder now, heavy. His cock looks hard
and strong as it points up in the air, desperate for my cunt.

“No one will know,” I whisper to him.

“Jesus,” he says. He closes his eyes, then he opens them
again. Then he quickly climbs on top of me and grabs both my hands and presses
them over my head onto the bed. I gasp. He starts kissing me again, hard. I can
feel his dick tickling my pussy and it drives me crazy. My heartbeat speeds up.
I start to moan.

“Once we do this, we can’t go back,” he says gruffly into my
ear.

“I don’t ever want to go back,” I say quickly. “Please, put
your dick in me now.” I close my eyes and feel the excitement build. He gently
reaches his hand down and parts my pussy lips with it. I am slippery with cum.
Then I feel him squeeze his larger than average penis into my cunt. I am
speechless. To be filled up by his dick is heavenly. I groan as a surge of
pleasure hits me.

He is shaking now. “Oh, God, Olivia,” he says. I open my
eyes to see he is crying. Sobbing into my shoulder. “You feel so good,” he
says. Then he starts to gently thrust in and out of me. I start to pant and
moan. He kneads my breasts with his hands and gasps as he thrusts himself
slowly in and out of me.

I throw my arms around him and put my hands on his muscular
ass. I pull him deeper into me with each thrust. He starts going faster, and
harder.

“Olivia,” he says breathlessly, “Oh, my God, I’m fucking
Olivia…”

“Rick…” I say between moans, “Dad…”

He starts fucking me harder when I call him that.

“Daddy…” I say, and it sends chills down my spine and out to
my fingers and toes. He just pounds his cock even harder into me after that
word. I can feel my orgasm building up, so much more pleasure than I have even
felt with my boyfriend David. This is so wrong. I am cheating on my boyfriend
and I am fucking my stepdad. I feel pleasure clench me as I have that thought.
It grips me and I groan loudly, I almost sound angry as my orgasm clenches my
body up and rips through me. I arch my back and feel my body jerk a few times
as multiple orgasms rip through me.

“Oh, God, Dad,” I say, as I feel the orgasms fade. Then he
shoots cum into me. He groans as another orgasm grips him and he shoots his
load into me again. I can feel both of our cum dripping out of me, there is so
much of it. He collapses on top of me, head over my shoulder.

We lie there panting, catching our breath, but my lust for
him is not satisfied.

“Can you fuck me more?” I ask, in a daze. “Please?”

He looks at me with desire in his eyes. “You always were
spoiled,” he says gruffly. Then he abruptly picks me up and flips me over so I
am on my stomach. I gasp.

“Oh, God, fuck me raw,” I say hungrily. Then whimper as he
quickly pulls me by the hips so my butt is up in the air. My head is on my arms
on the bed. “Oh….” I moan.

“You deserve a good fucking, young lady,” he says sternly.
Then he plunges his dick into my cunt again.

“Oh!” I yell with pleasure. He starts rapidly thrusting
himself into me, making a hum of pleasure grip my pussy. My muscles tighten up
and grip his cock harder as he shoves himself in and out.

“Oh, God…” he groans. “Olivia, you are so tight….” I moan
loudly when he says that, and a tingle of pleasure shivers through me.

“I assume you’ve been fucking your boyfriend,” he says to me
as he thrusts in and out. “Fucking him just like this? Does he know you’re
fucking me too, honey?” he says. I feel a rush at his words.

“No,” I manage to squeak out. “He doesn’t know.” I groan
with pleasure as he hits a deeper spot inside me. “Does mom know you’re fucking
me in her bed?” I feel him shudder as I say that, and then he fucks me harder
and faster. I start to pant and moan louder.

He fucks me for a good ten more minutes this way, I can
hardly breathe it feels so good, to have him pounding himself so deep into me.
At some point I start yelling with each thrust. I think I will explode with
pleasure. I can hear him grunting and breathing hard behind me, his pleasure
must be building up now. He frantically pushes himself into me over and over,
out of breath.

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