Jane was in a bind. Eight months pregnant and her mother had thrown her out. If she didn’t want to have her baby under a bridge, she needed a place to live. Unsure of his response, she went to see her stepfather.
She was overjoyed when he took her in. She was aroused when she saw how he looked at her. The only question was, could she convince him to satisfy her without ruining everything?
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.
She rolled her head in a circle to ease her neck and ended up facing the glass door. In it, she could see their reflection clearly. She was sprawled back in an almost sexual position and he was staring right at her belly where the tee shirt had ridden up. Or between her spread legs. She couldn’t tell which.
The desire in his eyes was obvious, though.
Watching him looking at her like that reignited the heat between her legs. It was as if he was using Superman’s heat vision to light her on fire. If anything, he was probably wishing he had x-ray vision to see through her shorts.
She really, really shouldn’t even be thinking about it, but it had been so long since she’d had sex. Hell, it had been a lifetime since she was even able to masturbate. Maybe she could get an entirely different kind of massage and show him how thankful she was that he let her stay all at one time.
The baby picked that moment to give her a good, solid kick. “Ooof! The little bugger is getting active. It usually comes in sets. Would you like to feel?” She pulled her shirt up further, fully exposing her distended belly.
His touch on her belly was soft and gentle. Other people had touched her to feel the baby, sometimes without a hint of invitation. It was as though her being pregnant meant it was okay for anyone to just come up and cop a feel. Whether she wanted it or not.
Craig’s touch was very welcome, and for the first time, his touch felt sexual. The heat of his hands scorched her and she knew her panties were getting soaked. Could he see a wet spot in her shorts? Did he know how worked up he was making her?
“I’ve always been in awe of women.”
“And rightly so.”
He laughed. “I mean because they can make another human being. That is amazing and special. Somehow, pregnancy makes a woman so much more…alluring.”
“You are apparently the only man on the planet to feel that way. Guys see me and run. I’m too fat to catch them.”
“Then they’re idiots.” The baby picked that moment to kick again. His hand slid along her belly just in time to catch the follow up. “That’s incredible.”
She reached down and put her hand over his. “Craig, do you think I’m beautiful?”
He stood up to look at her over her belly, exposing his erection. She took one good look in the reflection before she turned her head to look up at him. He had no idea she could see his arousal.
“Of course you’re beautiful. You’re radiant and sexy. Don’t you dare let anyone tell you otherwise.”
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Published February 16, 2012
by Dirty Girl Publishing.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.