Chrissy’s stumbles on her hot stepfather’s porn stash while on Spring Break. It quickly became obvious he was an ass man who liked to see women take it up the butt.
Then she found his pictures of her.
She got so hot she had to take care of herself while seeing him in her mind. When he came home early and found her with a vibrator in her ass, what happened next was a forgone conclusion.
WARNING: This erotic story is for ADULTS ONLY and contains graphic depictions of sexual intercourse between a man and his stepdaughter. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
Chrissy examined the other photos more closely, becoming more certain with every one that they were all of her. She sat back in shock. She’d had no idea he thought of her that way. He’d never said a word, and certainly never behaved in a way that said he fantasized about her.
Did he masturbate while he imagined fucking her ass? Holy shit.
The unintentional pun made her smile. Her earlier dampness had become total wetness. She could feel her juices pooling inside her. Her clit throbbed with her heartbeat and her nipples were hard and tight. She started squeezing her pussy muscles which only excited her more.
Her earlier interest in seeing Jason naked had vanished. Now all she could think about was Dan pushing his cock inside some woman. Inside her.
“Screw algebra.” She put his windows back the way he’d had them and paused his computer. Now he didn’t have to know she’d unintentionally spied on him. Okay, there was some not so unintentional peeking, too. So what?
She went to the room she was staying in and eyed the bed. No, it would be hotter if she went out by the pool. No one could see over the privacy fence and into the yard and Dan wouldn’t be home for at least an hour. The last time they’d called him in, it had been after dark before he got home. She had plenty of time.
Chrissy changed into her bikini—the same one in his picture—and dug out her toys. She had the small vibrator she used to tease her ass, and a bigger, more lifelike dildo she screwed herself silly with. In the end, she took them both with her. She also grabbed some oil. It would be good for her skin and her ass.
The sun blasted down on the patio beside the pool, making it toasty warm. Man, this was so much better than Minnesota. She should’ve picked a college down here.
She pulled the chaise over to the edge of the pool and took a few minutes to cover herself with oil. Once she was slick, she laid face down on the lounge chair. The heat burned a little, but it made her nipples feel wonderful.
The angle of the chaise had to be about the same as it was in the pictures. Lying here, she could imagine he was inside the living room, watching her. She could almost feel his eyes on her ass.
She felt like an exhibitionist as she reached between her and the lounge, sliding her hand down to her pussy. She rubbed herself slowly though the already soaked cloth. Oh, yeah.
It felt even better when she slipped her hand inside her bikini bottoms and rubbed a finger down her slit and slipped it inside herself. Jesus, if she’d suspected he was watching she might have given him a show just like this. Heat flashed through her at the idea.
“Would you watch me come for you, Daddy?” she whispered. “Watch me finger my hot pussy? Or would you rather see something a little more to your taste?”
She pulled her hand out, grabbed the oil, and put some on her index finger. She brought it around behind her and into her bottoms. The slick oil felt wonderful as she slid it between her cheeks and found her puckered rosebud.
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Published January 21, 2012
by Dirty Girl Publishing.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.