Also be sure to enjoy Laci's very first backdoor experience in "Pop It Again, From Behind!"
Laci is so worried about heading off to college as a virgin that she can hardly sleep. But on her last night at home she discovers her stepfather, Adam, getting a little naughty with her dirty panties, and she can't help but use the compromising situation to her advantage. She seizes the opportunity to act on one of her deepest, darkest daddy fantasies: she wants Adam, and she desperately needs him to be her first.
Warning: This 4500-word story contains explicit erotic content that may be considered extremely taboo, including masturbation, panty fetish play, oral sex, first-time sex, deflowering, and other explicit acts. This material is intended for mature, open-minded adults only!
"I'm, uh, I was just getting my last load together."
"I bet you were," I teased. I stretched and yawned, making sure Adam could see my breasts and dark nipples swell out against the light cotton of my favorite skimpy undershirt. It was always easy to tease Adam. I sensed early on that he had a hard time dealing with the presence of a blossoming teenager. I mean, it had to feel so wrong, right?
He tried not to look at me in that way, oh how he tried, but I knew he did. I could feel his eyes on me. And I didn't mind at all. I felt appreciated. I felt wanted. It all made me feel very, very comfortable around Adam at a time when so many things were changing. I thrilled myself by wearing short shorts and tight tops and brushing up against him. I always asked him to marvel at how smooth and firm my long legs were, even though he'd never stop to touch.
I really wanted him to touch me. I wanted to feel those large, powerful hands on my legs. Between my legs. I thought about him nearly every night. He was the seed of my first fantasy; Adam's was the face I imagined when I slid a tentative finger into my slippery, tight cunt for the very first time. I wanted to ride him. I wanted to straddle him and work my virgin sex up and down his chest and abs, and then slam down on his cock and let him split me open.
I was convinced that he should pop my cherry. No one else. And he should pop it hard.
From then on, I dreamed that he'd really be my first. The first cock I took, the first load I swallowed. I didn't want the idiot boys from high school. I wanted someone strong, careful, and kind. I wanted Adam.
There, in that laundry room, was all the evidence I needed to make my dream come true. I tried to still my pounding heart. I took a deep breath. I moved a step closer to Adam and smoothed my hand against the firmness in his crotch. He let out a small gasp.
"Laci, what are you doing?" he said quietly, backing against the dryer....
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Published September 18, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.