Also be sure to enjoy Laci and Adam's very first time in "Pop It, Please!"
Laci has a new fear: she's no longer a virgin in the traditional sense, but some college boyfriends have pointed out that she's a little inexperienced somewhere else. She can't stand the thought of being the only girl at school who isn't completely educated in the ways of uninhibited sexual pleasure. Who will she turn to for help with such a tight and taboo situation? Why, her helpful and patient stepfather Adam, of course! He and Laci turn her daddy fantasy into a Thanksgiving break that neither one will ever forget!
Warning: This 4800-word story contains explicit erotic content that may be considered extremely taboo, including backdoor virgin deflowering, first-time sex experimentation, older man younger woman sex, and rough and painful sex.
"Now I don't think it was a mistake at all, Adam," I said. I stroked his thigh. He didn't move to get up, so I knew I had him. "You helped me out. A lot. I'd never have been able to make it at school without you and our...night together."
"It was wrong, Laci," he said, staring at me hard now. His blue eyes were shiny with emotion.
"You really think that?" I whispered. My hand found his swollen crotch. I caressed the wide shaft I knew was lurking underneath.
Adam took a deep breath and nodded.
"I don't believe you," I said confidently. I kept stroking, and he kept growing. "And I don't think you even believe you. I'm going to do something now, and if you think it's so wrong, well, you can get up and leave."
I leaned forward on my hands and knees and tilted down toward Adam's lap. The room was dim, only lit by firelight, but I could see the significant bulge in his pants. I reached slowly for his zipper.
Still no response.
I gently tugged the zipper down and slid my hand inside, straight through the opening of his boxers and right into the coarse warm hair above his cock.
Adam's body tensed, but he stayed put on the couch.
"Now there's a good boy," I whispered. "We're not doing a single thing wrong here, are we?"
I kept stretching my fingers until I found the base of his dick, and then I reached down and began to stroke him directly. Base to tip, working my circled fingers loose and light along his warm skin. He grew rigid quickly, and I could feel my wetness surge in response. I rested my cheek on his thigh and watched my hand move under the khaki. I desperately wanted him inside me.
Adam reached for me, untying my ponytail and winding his fingers through my hair. His hand was so warm, and so gentle, that I shivered in delight. I let my head weigh heavily on his inner thigh.
"So the boys all want me to try anal," I said quietly. "And I just don't know how. They think I'm stuck up, or worse, inexperienced and scared."
Adam sighed and kept massaging the base of my neck. He was fully hard now, and his cock was wedged solidly down the right leg of his pants. I traced my fingers around the wide tip.
"Will you show me?"
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Published November 15, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.