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Jenny's New Vocabulary, Part Three
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Chapter 3
For several weeks following this incident Steven was a model of
restraint. It wasn't so much that he was feeling guilty about the liberties
that he'd taken with his stepdaughter, at least not from a moral or legal
standpoint. After all, they weren't blood relatives, he'd never adopted her,
and she was at least barely of legal age. So he probably hadn't done
anything illegal.
But that wasn't the point. Steven knew that if anyone found out about
what had happened between them he could get into serious trouble. At the
very least, he faced possible condemnation and alienation from family and
friends. Steven became more and more concerned that Jenny might confide
in her aunt or possibly one of her friends. He was also concerned that she
might have been negatively affected by their strange interlude. God knows
he'd read and heard plenty of psychobabble about raising children with
proper boundaries. He hoped that he hadn't left her with any permanent
emotional scares.
Her own behavior left him perplexed. She acted no differently than
before: going to school; doing her cheerleader workouts; coming home and
discussing the ins and outs of her day with him; doing her homework; and
sometimes going out on weekend nights. Moreover, her attitude toward him
seemingly remained unaltered. Although he had become physically
standoffish with her, she continued to give him hugs and light pecks on his
mouth as before.
Steven became progressively frustrated with Jenny's cryptic "normal"
behavior. He knew she was a little naive, but she certainly wasn't stupid.
She had to know that their relationship had suddenly taken on a
certain...carnal subtext. If she was interested in taking it further, why didn't
she give him some sign, at least a subtle indication. But if she was
displeased with what had happened between them, why did she continue to
act as if nothing had happened? Perhaps she was in denial. Either way,
Steven determined that taking his impulses any further with her would be
unthinkable. He resolved to content himself with autostimulation and
fantasy until she left for college.
That resolution abruptly ended one evening.
Steven was laying in his bed watching TV when Jenny came into the
room wearing her cheerleading uniform. She had just returned from a late
running workout and her nubile limbs glistened with perspiration. The first
thing that Steven noticed was that the top button of her tight west was open,
allowing her generous cleavage to escape upward and outward. He
wondered if she had worn it this way at practice while she jumped up and
down, and who might have been watching her.
She sat down on the bed next to him, looking fatigued.
"God daddy. I'm seriously exhausted. Thompkins had us practicing
this new routine for over 3 hours. I mean, what's with her, anyway? This is
pep squad, not cross-country!"
"Yeah, you look pretty worn out, sweetie. It's good exercise, though.
Maybe you should relax for a while before starting your homework."
She sighed, grimacing a little at the sound of the "H" word. "Yeah, Ok, I
think I'm gonna go watch the tube for a while. Jeopardy's on in a few
minutes."
With that, she got up and went over to pick up her backpack that
she'd dropped on the floor. In doing so, she bent over completely at the
waist. Steven's eyes immediately riveted to Jenny's lavish bottom, now
completely in view. She wore an old pair of light pink panties, with a few
small holes, and a brown teddy bear print. Steven's cock immediately began
to throb. To make matters worse, she fumbled around with the pack for
several seconds before returning to her feet, apparently zipping it up. When
she shifted her weight, causing the panties to ride further up into her ass
crack, Steven snapped. His libido immediately staged a coup d'?tat on his
brain. He didn't know what, but he was going to do something.
He noticed her rubbing her back and moaning softly as she hoisted the
pack over her shoulder.
"Hey Jenny, why don't you hang around here for bit," he said, patting
the mattress beside him. "I was gonna watch Jeopardy anyway. We can just
hang out and be lazy for a while. I'm kind of tired too."
She turned and smiled, dropping her pack to the floor again. "Great
daddy. That sounds cool. I didn't really feel like starting my homework for
a while anyway."
She sat down at the side of the bed, expelling a sigh of exhaustion.
"You know, sometimes I wish I'd never joined the pep squad," she
said.
Steven didn't reply. He was busy thinking about what it would be like
to lick the sweat off her smooth, tanned thighs.
"God, daddy. That was the most intense practice I've ever had. Every
muscle in my body is aching. My feet are killing me." She reached down
and rubbed her foot through her white canvas shoe. Then she slumped back
and closed her eyes.
"Let me rub your feet, honey. It'll make you feel better," said Steven.
She let out an anticipatory moan. "That would be incredible. Did
anyone ever tell you you're the greatest dad in the world?"
Steven didn't reply. He just smiled at her as she positioned herself at
the head of the bed and he kneeled down directly in front of her.
Immediately, he could see a little of her panty crotch revealed by the recess
between her thighs and her short, pleated skirt.
He slid both of her white glittery canvas shoes off, revealing her
smallish feet, covered by flimsy white socks. Her arches were especially
pronounced.
Using both hands, he began vigorously rubbing the underarch of her
left foot. She sighed, laying her head back and closing her eyes.
"Oh, that feels so good, daddy."
He had total control of her leg position. Gradually, as he stroked her
little sock clad foot, he moved her left leg to the side, until her legs were
spread several inches apart. He now had a perfect view of the crotch of her
pink cotton panties. He noticed something unusual. The panties were
extremely damp in the crotch area, so much so that they clung to the
contours of her bulging pussy. Steven reasoned that the intense physical
activities in her cheerleading practice must have caused her to secrete pussy
juice into her clingy panties. She must have been creaming in this manner
for a while, as her panties were almost completely drenched.
He stroked her feet for a while longer, listening to her occasional
moans of approval. He was intrigued by the disproportionately small size of
her feet relative to the rest of her body. Seized by a sudden impulse, he
pressed his lips to the underarch of her right foot.
"Mmmmm," was her response, her eyes still closed.
He then kissed her on the ball of her foot, on her heal and then again
on her underarch, this time sucking a bit and creating a damp spot on her
sock. He enjoyed exploring the contour of her foot with his mouth, the
slightly coarse texture of her socks, and the faint but distinctive odor that
they gave off.
After a few minutes, his hands moved from her feet to her shapely
calves, which he began to rub. The texture of her smooth, tanned skin was
extremely arousing. His dick was now rock hard.
"Oh, that feels great. My legs are killllling me!" she said.
After doing this for a short time, Steven began to consider moving on
to other territory. He looked up at her creamy thighs and her clinging wet
panties. Briefly, he considered messaging her thighs. Then he got a different
idea.
He glanced further upward. She was breathing deeply, and her
massive breasts, clad in a wrinkled, undersized vest were heaving up and
down slowly. He wanted to reach up, grab the top of her vest, and rip it
open violently, causing the buttons to fly and her massive bra clad breasts to
spring forth into his waiting hands. Instead, he opted for a more tactful
approach.
"Hey Jenny, why don't you lie down on your stomach so I can give you
a good back message. I bet that'll feel really nice," he said, a little too
enthusiastically.
"Oh, that's a great idea, daddy. God, what did I do to deserve such
royal treatment!" she said as she stretched herself out face down on the bed.
He slid himself up over her long, tanned legs, being careful to brush
himself over her pleated miniskirt, causing it to slide all the way up to her
waist. This revealed his stepdaughter's entire big round ass, covered by one
piece of bare stretch cotton. He noticed that the wetness that he'd previously
observed extended all the way around to her rear crotch area as well. The
thin cotton clung to her like wet tissue paper in this area.
In spite of her sudden exposure, Jenny did not comment or react in
any way. Either she was blissfully unaware of what was happening or
secretly enjoying her stepfather's perverse leering. Steven couldn't decide
whether he was more turned on by the thought that she liked being ogled
and felt up by him, or by the thought that she might be so innocently
unaware of her sexuality as to be ignorant of the implications of what was
happening.
He began to message her shoulders and neck. He started off very
gently, but his manipulations became progressively deeper and more
vigorous. Her cool tan skin felt very nice. Her muscles were somewhat tense
from her extreme physical exertion earlier that day.
She responded by moaning loudly with pleasure. "Oh, that feels
sooooo good! Why don't you message my back, daddy."
"OK, honey. That's a good idea. But I can't really give you a good back
message unless you take off your top," he said. Steven honestly believed
this to be a relatively safe request at this juncture, given what Jenny had let
him see already.
Instead of reaching for the straining buttons on her vest, however, she
immediately sat up and moved her arms upward over her chest, a sort of
protective motion. He noticed that the second button of her vest had come
undone, revealing cavernous cleavage.
"Take off my top? I don't know about that. Maybe you should just
message me through the fabric," she said self-consciously.
Steven was perplexed by her sudden modesty. Why was she willing to
let him leer at her legs, ass, and even her pussy, but reluctant to expose her
bra clad breasts to him? Perhaps she'd always felt different from other girls,
owing to her unusually large bust. Maybe this aberrant self-image caused
her to experience embarrassment at the prospect of exposing this part of her
body to a man for the first time. Steven knew that this was going to take
some coaxing.
"It's OK, honey. It's just me. You don't need to feel self-conscious," he
said.
"I don't know," she said, holding her arms tightly over her chest.
"OK, look. It would be nice to give you a real message. But it's no big
deal. If you don't want to do it, that's fine," he said gently.
After what seemed like a long pause, she said, "If I do, do you promise
that you won't laugh at me?"
"Laugh at you! Why would I do that?"
"I don't know," she said. Then there was a long pause where she sat in
apparent indecision, absently biting her lower lip. Finally, she said, "OK,
daddy."
Steven felt exhilarated when after what seemed like an eternity,
Jenny finally started tugging at the next button of her undersized vest. His
cock stiffened and throbbed in anticipation of what he was about to behold, a
sight never before witnessed by anyone, at least by no man.
As she popped the buttons, one by one, her chest expanded outward,
freed of the confining fabric of her vest. First her considerable cleavage was
exposed, then the whole of her voluminous breasts, encased in a layer of
tight white satin.
There she sat, blushing and smiling coyly at Steven, with two
enormous globes jutting straight out from her chest, creamy flesh oozing out
along the entire boundary her the tight bra. Her nipples were extremely
erect, like pebbles.
Steven couldn't help himself. He just sat there leering at his
stepdaughter's gorgeous adolescent tits, wondering if he could restrain
himself from reaching out and touching them. Jenny began blushing more
deeply, and after about a half-minute of this blatant, perverse ogling, she
moved her arms up to cover herself.
"Daddy!" she said.
Steven shook his head a bit, as if snapping himself out of a daze. "I'm
sorry, honey. I just can't believe how much you've grown. You're really
becoming a woman!" This time he knew his voice was quaking.
Instead of replying, Jenny once again stretched herself out face down
on the bed. Steven immediately went to work on her back.
He messaged her back deeply for several minutes as she moaned and
squeaked in pleasure. He worked her shoulders, then moved downward,
sliding his hands under her bra strap. He messaged the small of her back,
and slid his fingers under her skirtwaist, messaging around her upper ass
crack, and feeling the lacy border of her clingy panties. She wiggled her butt
slightly and cooed softly.
After working her backside for a long while, he slid his hand under
her belly, admiring her smooth, flat midriff. Then he casually moved his
hands upward and cupped her breasts, gently squeezing the satin encased
flesh. He could feel her hardened nipples protruding outward against his
palms.
Then she sat up, turned and looked at him tentatively, his hands still
cupping her breasts gently. There was a brief interlude of intense eye
contact.
"Daddy, you shouldn't-"
He cut her off in midsentance by squeezing her tits firmly, crushing
her spongy flesh against her chest. Her expression changed. She closed her
eyes.
"Oh, daddy! That feels nice, but-"
He ignored her fragmented protestations. With abandon, his hands
began to fondle and explore Jenny's breasts through the cool satin. He
squeezed them, pinched them, pressed them together, trying in vain to get
his hands around them. When he pinched her hardened protruding nipples,
she let out loud girlish squeal.
"Oh God. What are you doing to me daddy? I can't believe you're
squeezing my boobs!" she said through coarse and rapid breathing.
"I'm going to take off your bra," he said. "I have to see your tits." She
didn't reply, her mouth open and eyes glazed over in an apparent daze. He
reached around behind her and undid the hook of her bra. Her breasts burst
forward, freed from their constraints. They were two perfect cream colored
semi-spheres. Her aureoles were large, soft pink, nipples jutting out
prominently.
"My God, Jenny. You have the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen!"
he said with more sincerity than had ever passed through his lips.
She blushed, smiling with obvious pride. "Really?" she said.
Instead of answering this rhetorical query, he cupped her bare breasts
with his hands. He then squeezed, watching her firm flesh exude between
his fingers. He flicked her nipples with his thumbs.
He then brought her face close to his, with the intention of locking lips.
She briefly pulled away. Then she leaned forward, and pressed her lips hard
against his. Surprised by his stepdaughter's intense reciprocation, Steven
began kissing her passionately, probing her mouth deeply with his tongue.
The inside of her mouth was warm and tasted tangy, as if she'd eaten
something spicy for lunch. He reached under her skirt and fondled her soft
round ass, sliding his hand downward deeply into her crack. Her crotch was
a gooey mess, all slimy cunt meat and sopping fabric. He rubbed hard on the
steamy mass. She moaned loudly in the midst of their oral embrace. The
sound came out muffled and girgled as she pulled back, coughing slightly.
He could see saliva dripping down her chin and he could taste her saliva in
his mouth.
He then pulled her back and they began exploring each others' mouths
in a frenzy. With one hand, Steven alternately squeezed her breast and
pinched her nipple. With the other, he rubbed hard against the thin layer of
cotton covering her pussy, cramming the fabric way up into her slimy crack.
He then yanked the fabric to the side, plastering it to her inner thigh, and
ran two fingers along the entire length of her warm, moist slit. Again, she let
out a muffled grown in the midst of their salivary interplay.
After a brief exploration, he found her opening and inserted his finger
into her tight, young vagina. She immediately disengaged her mouth and
threw her head back, her eyes wide with shock.
"So, what do you think? You like the feel of this sweetie?" he said,
wiggling his finger and producing an obscenely audible sloshing sound from
deep inside Jenny's virginal cunt.
"I don't know. I mean, your finger is all the way inside my, my..."
Then he inserted a second finger. "Good. It feels...good." He jiggled both
fingers. "Good? God, it feels INCREDIBLE daddy!!!!!"
He began thrusting both fingers in and out of his stepdaughter's now
expanded vaginal opening, slowly but firmly. The walls gripped him tightly,
barely accommodating the second finger. Both were coated with her flowing
pussy oils. Her moans and squeaks increased in volume, now in synch with
the rhythm of Steven's penetrating digits. He increased his pace until he was
finger fucking her very rapidly, and could feel the increasing influx of her
vaginal secretions around his invading fingers. Pussy juice began to drip
from her straining hole onto his hand and into the already permeated fabric
of her panties. Then he suddenly removed his fingers. She let out a
tremendous moan.
He pulled his now slickened fingers up to his mouth. His face close to
hers, he stared lasciviously at her. Inhaling deeply and experiencing the
sweet, pungent scent, he began licking and sucking on his fingers, hungrily
lapping up her pussy juices. She sat motionless, her mouth open and eyes at
half mast. Her expression was almost listless, an amalgam of shock and
dizzying arousal. Silently, she listened to lewd sucking and slurping noises as
her stepfather partook of her bodily fluid.
After staring at her intensely for a while, he said, "I'm going to take
off the rest of your clothes. I want you completely naked."
She looked at him tentatively, then began to nod.
"Daddy," she said, gulping slightly. "I've, uh, never done anything like
this before. I'm a little nervous. I'm not really sure if I know what to do."
"That's Ok," he said, a tone of paternal assurance almost eclipsing the
lustful undercurrent in his voice. "We won't do anything you don't want to
do, and we'll take it as slow as you want."
"OK, that's fine," she said. "But what I mean is, I'd rather if you were
in control. I'd rather just do whatever you tell me to do."
"You mean," he said, suddenly halting as an unparalleled shivering
blood rush of lust came over him, "you mean, you'll do anything I tell you?"
"OK," she said, softly and innocently.
"Anything?"
She nodded. There was a long pause.
"Ok. I want you to lie down on your stomach. I'm gonna take off your
skirt and panties. I want to examine your ass and your tight little snatch,"
he said with a hint of authority in his voice.
"My....snatch?" she said.
"Yeah, your SNATCH. You don't know what that means?" he said with
amazement.
"Uh, no. I've never heard the word," she said softly.
"Really? Well, it must be a generational thing. It means 'cunt.'"
"Oh," she said, covering her mouth and looking embarrassed.
"Alright, so now you know. Now lie down and spread your legs for me
so I can examine your little snatch!" he said commandingly.
"Ok," she said, responding instantly to his sudden harsh language and
authoritarian tone. She stretched herself out on the bed before him.
He unzipped her pleated cheerleader skirt, and slid it off over her
tanned, meaty legs. She lay there now clad in only her clingy light pink
cotton panties, covering a small portion of her fleshy ass cheeks. He hooked
his fingers under the bands of the wet garment and toyed with it briefly.
Then with one harsh yank her ripped it off her, her body jerking upwards in
response. Startled, she turned her head and watched him hold the tattered
remains of her panties up to his face and inhale her aromas, shoving its
crotch into his mouth and sucking lewdly. She was now completely naked
save her frilly white socks.
Tossing her panties aside, he said, "God, you've got the sweetest
tasting pussy!"
Instead of replying, she looked at him quizzically, as if waiting for his
next instruction.
"Alright, Jenny, I want you to spread your legs apart for me. Can you
do that for your daddy? I want you to show daddy your tight little cunt."
She immediately began to spread her legs apart slowly, to where they
formed a 45 degree angle. He could now see her glistening snatch more
clearly now, its fat, meaty slips bulging out.
"Jenny," he said with authority. "I need you to spread them further. I
need you to spread them all the way. I want to see your clit, and your little
fuckhole. Can you do that for me? C'mon, spread 'em sweetie."
She began slowly spreading them further. Steven impatiently
grabbed her thighs and spread them as far as they would go. Her slit opened
up to him, revealing her tiny hole and her hardened, pebble-sized clit. She
whimpered softly, wriggling her butt up and down.
Taken by impulse, he raised his hand and gave her ass a hard whack.
Her flesh jiggled and she let out a startled squeal. Then he grabbed her ass
cheeks and spread them all the way apart, revealing her tight asshole. He
spread her cunt lips with his thumbs, opening her hole even further. He
played with her cunt for a few moments, slapping it lightly and watching the
meat jiggle, tugging at her clit, prying her large ass cheeks apart and leering
at the exposure of her asshole and cunt together in such close proximity.
She turned her head toward him, a deep blush on her face.
"Do you like my ... snatch, daddy?"
"It's a hot little cunt, honey. Stick your ass further up in air so I can
get a better look at it," he said, his voice hoarse with lust.
She did as he requested, thrusting her butt upwards, spreading her
legs as wide as they would go. He could almost see clear into her vagina
from this view, but the opening was so narrow that his view was still mostly
occluded. He leaned down and put his face near her open slit.
"You like showing me your ass and pussy, don't you, you naughty little
girl?"
She didn't respond.
"You like to be leered at, don't you? That's why you wear such short
skirts and tight tops. I'll bet when you're cheerleading out on the field, you
frequently bend over for long periods to pick up your pom-poms or
something. I'll bet you get real horny at the thought of guys looking up your
skirt, at your barely covered ass and cunt. I'll bet you even sometimes move
the crotch of your panties aside slightly so guys can see some of your pubic
hair or even part of your cuntmeat hanging out. I'll bet that really turns you
on. Doesn't it. DOESN'T it!" he said, the last statement accompanied by a
hard whack on Jenny's naked ass.
"Yes, yes!" she said. "I'm a bad girl. I like to let guys look up my
skirt!"
"OK, little girl," he said, his eyes locked on his stepdaughter's open
cunt. "I'm going to punish your naughtiness by sucking the juices out of this
smelly little cunt of yours."
He lowered his head, slowly bringing his mouth to bear on Jenny's
now totally exposed pussy. He closed his eyes, deeply inhaling her aroma,
then extended his tongue and ran it up the entire length of her open slit.
"Ooooh!" she moaned, moving her ass up and down, encouraging
greater friction between his tongue and her sensitive meat.
He ran his tongue all over his stepdaughter's delicious pussy, not
concentrating on any particular area, just appreciating its unique taste and
meaty texture. He made loud slurping noises as her juices ran over his lips
and onto his tongue.
"Oh God. I've never felt anything like this before. You make me feel
so good!" she said amongst loud moans and heavy pants.
Steven pulled his tongue away. She began jiggling her butt and
making a low whining noise.
"You like it when daddy licks your hot little cunt, don't you? Don't
you, little girl?" he said teasingly.
"Yeah, please don't stop," she said pleadingly.
"You want daddy to start really eating your pussy, don't you?" he said.
"Please!"
Then he grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them apart, bringing his
mouth once again to Jenny's glistening pink snatch. This time, rather than
extending his tongue, he put his lips around her fat lips and swollen clit,
sucking all of her meat into his open mouth at once. She let out a muffled
moan, as if trying to suppress a scream.
Then he began to suck hard and longingly, messaging her submerged
pussy meat with his tongue inside his mouth. He could taste the copious
juices emerging from her hole, running over his tongue and down his throat.
She started wriggling her butt frantically, thrusting it backwards, as if
attempting to force her now ecstatic pussy down Steven's throat.
He released Jenny's cunt lips and began concentrating on her clit,
licking it, biting it, and sucking on it hard. Once again, he inserted two
fingers into her cunthole, feeling her hot, velvety insides. He slid them in
and out vigorously as he messaged her swollen clit with his tongue and lips.
She moaned deeply, occasionally uttering loud, high pitched screams. Her
rhythmic ass wriggling gave way to a frantic, aimless, jerking motion. With
his other hand, he grabbed an ass cheek, squeezing her flesh and partially
steadying her motion which was causing him some difficulty in maintaining
his precise focus on her clit. He stuck his nose deep into her slit, sniffing,
sucking hard and reaming out her tight canal with his fingers. Her body
began to quiver and shake. Her vaginal sheath began rapidly contracting
and loosening around his invading fingers. Her moans became longer and
deeper. She was cumming hard, her juices gushing out into his mouth,
dripping onto the bedsheets. He disengaged his mouth and looked up at her
face. He continued his finger fucking and began stroking her clit with his
thumb.
He could see that her head was drawn back, her mouth open and eyes
closed. Her lips and chin were coated with her own saliva. He could see a
wet spot and apparent teeth marks in the sheet below her.
"You're cumming, baby. Your hot snatch is gushing cum juice all over,"
he said, frantically fucking and messaging her pussy with his fingers.
Her vocalization became one continuous moan, alternating in pitch to
the rhythm of her spasming orgasm. She was at her peak, and Steven could
see the vague outline of a smile emerging on her lips. He observed her for
what seemed like over a minute, simultaneously catalyzing and admiring the
fabulous ecstasy that she was experiencing.
Suddenly, her moans gave way to a soft panting and her body relaxed.
He removed his fingers. She turned and stared at him, speechless, donning
an expression of startled amazement.
"You like that, huh?" he said.
She nodded.
"How would you like to experience that again?"
"Yes please," she said softly.
"Ok, turn over," he said, giving her now sweaty ass a playful whack.
He could see that she had to peel the sheet off of her sweaty body as she
turned over.
"Alright, first I want you to do something for me."
"What daddy?"
"Well Jenny. You know those tits of yours? Well you know I really
LOVE those things. I don't know how closely you look at other girls, but the
truth is, you're seriously stacked, honey. You've gotten the biggest, fattest,
firmest fucking tits I've ever seen!"
"Oh daddy!" she said, blushing hard in extreme embarrassment as her
hand covered her mouth.
"You know I've been thinking about them for a long time. In fact, I
can't seem to get the image out of my mind. And I have this recurring
fantasy. The fantasy is you shaking your big titties in front of me, then
burying my face in them. Can you do that for me, Jenny? Can you shake
those titties for me?"
"Daddy!" she exclaimed, now grinning self-consciously.
"Come on, honey. Do it for me. Shake those knockers around!"
She bit her lower lip a little and said, "Ok" very softly. She then thrust
her massive chest forward a little and began to shake her torso slightly.
Though her motion was slight, the effect was tremendous. Her breasts
wobbled about obscenely.
"Oh yeah. Come on, that's it. You are so fucking hot. Shake 'em up
baby!"
Seemingly pleased by his encouragement, she began shaking them
around enthusiastically, proudly thrusting her chest way out before him.
Her enormous flesh mounds bounced and wobbled about crazily, and made
an odd slapping noise as they crashed together. She began giggling girlishly,
at first softly then much louder as her stepfather's eyes remained riveted to
the chaotic flesh dance that was occurring atop her sweaty chest. At one
point, she stopped shaking side to side and began bouncing up and down on
her haunches against the springy mattress. Her breasts slapped up and
down loudly in an incredible range of motion. She was giggling and
squealing the way a ten-year-old girl does when she jumps up and down on
her bed. She was obviously self-amused and having a great time.
At one point, Steven grabbed her and pulled her to him, burying his
face between her tits. He moved his head about, wallowing in his
stepdaughter's luxurious flesh.
She giggled. "Oh daddy, that tickles! You didn't shave today, did
you?" she said with a mock scolding tone.
Steven didn't reply. He just smiled as he repositioned himself and
began to suck on one of her huge areolae, running his tongue about her
hardened nipple.
"Ooooh, that feels nice, daddy."
"Your titties are pretty sensitive, aren't they, sweetie?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, why don't you lay down now."
She did as requested, laying back on the mattress. Her breasts
glistened, heavy and wide as they settled against her chest. Her nipples
were still hard. He reached out and fondled her breasts, pushing them
together and squeezing firmly. He leaned forward and began to suckle her
nipples. She moaned softly in approval. Then he squeezed one breast harder
at its base, forcing as much of her flesh into his mouth as possible. He was
able to get only a small portion of her breast into his mouth. When it was
completely full with as much as he could take, he began to suck, licking her
nipple with his tongue inside his mouth. With his other hand he explored
Jenny's youthful body, running it over her stomach, squeezing her ass and
thighs. After a long interval of sucking on one breast then the other, he slid
his hand to her snatch and could tell from its influx of moisture that she was
becoming aroused once again.
"Ok, my sweet little girl. I know what you need now. You need a
good, hard fucking. You need me to slide my hard cock all the way into your
tight, virginal fuckhole," he said.
She nodded. "Alright, daddy," she said. He could see her gaze shifting
to the obvious bulge in his pants. "Do you, uh, think you'll be able to get it
all the way in? I mean, I've never..."
"I know, honey. We'll just have to give it a try and see," he said.
"Is it, like, really big?" she said with concern, her eyes riveted to his
now prominent erection.
"Well, why don't you just take it out and see for yourself. C'mon, I
know you want to see daddy's cock, don't you?"
She just continued staring in mixed fascination and nervousness.
"C'mon, Jenny, take your daddy's hard cock out of his pants."
She tentatively reached out and tugged at his pants button. It popped
open and she unzipped him all the way. She could see his stiff cock straining
against the fabric of his underwear. She then pulled his pants and
underwear down to his thighs. His cock sprang forth, rock solid, bobbing
about before his stepdaughter's face.
Though Steven's cock was average in length, it was extremely thick,
probably thicker than Jenny's wrists. Steven was a little concerned about
whether or not he would be able to penetrate Jenny's virginal cunt. He
recalled that his first girlfriend in high school had been a virgin at the time
they first had sex. He remembered that he'd only accomplished his objective
on that occasion with considerable difficulty, hoping that on this occasion
Jenny's natural lubricant would be sufficient to allow for full penetration.
"Why don't you touch it before I fuck your tight little cunt with it. Go
ahead," he said.
She reached out and grabbed it, closing her eyes. She gripped loosely
around the shaft with one hand, then brought the other up over the head.
She moved her hands all about his engorged organ, experiencing its shape,
texture and consistency. Her manipulations started out very gentle but
became increasingly vigorous as time went on. At some point, Steven
decided that the stimulation was too much. He wanted to save himself for a
good, hard fuck, the best fuck of his life. He pulled her hands away.
"Ok, that's enough. I'm gonna fuck you now."
She nodded, alternating her gaze between his face and his throbbing
prick. "Do you think we should use some, uh, Vaseline or something?"
"No, I think we'll try it natural at first. If it's too difficult, we'll try a
lubricant," he said.
"So, uh, what should I like, do now?" she said.
"Lie back, spread your legs, and cock them up over my shoulders. I'll
do the rest."
"OK, daddy."
She did as she was told. Her feet were now resting on Steven's
shoulders. He paused for a moment and stroked her shapely legs, admiring
the contrast between her perfect tanned flesh and the bright white of her
sweaty socks. He looked down. There was this beautiful girl, object of the
masturbatory fantasies of every straight male adolescent that crosses her
path, laying before him, stark naked, legs spread, cunt spread, waiting to be
fucked by him.
Rapture.
He leaned forward, pushing her legs back. He grabbed his cock and
guided the head to her tiny pussy opening. He might have been concerned
about not using protection had he not been sterile from a vasectomy he
received several years earlier. Slowly, he began to work the head in. She
started emitting a faint but continuous moan. Though she was very tight, he
was able to insert the entire head.
Her head was cocked back, eyes closed, painted fingernails gouging
into the bedsheets at her sides. He knew this was going to be difficult, so he
grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs further apart. He pushed and
encountered serious resistance, in spite of the ample hot lubricant that he
could feel around his throbbing cock in her tight hole.
"Jenny, you need to open your cunt further for me. Use your hands,"
he said.
She did as she was told, bringing her hands around and using her
fingers to spread her cunt lips as far apart as she could. He leaned forward
for increased leverage, so that his cock was entering her at a nearly vertical
angle. The combination of this and Jenny's action did the trick. Her cunthole
expanded to accommodate the invading thickness of his cock. His cock began
to slide down into her, slowly but steadily. She whimpered, biting her lower
lip. Steven thought he could detect an occasional pain wince from her.
"Are you OK?" he said. "If this is too painful, I'll pull it out."
"No," she said, panting, his rock hard cock now a third of the way into
her. "It hurts a little, but it feels so good. I want to feel it all the way inside
of me. Please don't stop till it's all the way in!"
He pressed on, immersing himself in the exquisite caress of Jenny's
vagina. At some point, he again experienced resistance. Realizing that he'd
reached the critical point, he knew that the only way to handle it was to be
quick and get it over with as soon as possible. He pulled back slightly, then
thrust forward hard, feeling the membrane snap and give way more easily
than he'd expected. She winced slightly.
"Are you OK?" he said.
"Yeah," she said, breathing hard. "I'm OK. Just slide it all the way in."
He pushed downward, encountering less resistance than before.
Within seconds, he was buried to the hilt. His stepdaughter was completely
stuffed with his thick, pulsing cock meat. She let out a tremendous moan.
"Oh God. It's all the way in. I'm bursting at the seems, daddy!" she
said with an ecstatic tone.
"You like having daddy's big cock all the way inside you. Don't you,
little girl?"
"Yes. Uhhhhhhhhh!"
He slowly pulled his pulsing shaft out to where only the head was still
inside her. Then he thrust downward into her hot velvety tunnel. This time,
it took only a few seconds for him to achieve total penetration. He repeated
this action several times, pulling back slowly, pausing, then thrusting
downwards, each time with increasing force.
"Oh please! Stick it into me! Do it harder!" she moaned.
When he got to where he could thrust all the way inside her with one
quick motion, he changed his rhythm. He began fucking her with quicker,
harder strokes. He had her legs pinned all the way back now, and was
lunging into her vertically. Her hands were now fondling her massive
undulating breasts, squeezing them together and pulling on the nipples.
"Ohhhhhh! You're really screwing me, daddy! It feels so good!"
He began to quicken his pace, leaning down and kissing her hard on
the lips, running his fingers through her thick blond hair, now tussled all
about. She was wriggling her ass, thrusting her pussy upwards in a collision
course with Steven's downward ramming cock. Though the tightness of her
fuckhole prevented him from thrusting at full force and speed, their
combined motion was enough to produce a tremendous, wet friction that put
Steven in a zone of arousal which he'd never before experienced. Her
vocalizations were extremely loud now, a mixture of throaty moans and high
pitched, girlish squeals.
"You bad little girl!" he said. "You really love having daddy ram his
cock meat into you!"
She responded by humping upwards even harder. He tried to piston
his cock through the velvety grip of Jenny's vagina as hard and fast as he
could. At some point, he abruptly slid his cock out.
"Don't stop. Put it back in," she whined, spreading her legs further
apart and opening her cunt as wide as she could with her fingers.
"I'm going to fuck you doggy style, from behind. I want to play with
your luscious hanging tits while I slam my cock into your pussy," he said.
There was a pause while she looked at him tentatively. "But, how
does that work, daddy?" she said, as if genuinely confused.
"Turn over. Get on your hands and knees. Spread your legs as far
apart as possible while maintaining your balance. I'll do the rest."
As she turned over, he noticed that the bed clothes were drenched
with sweat underneath her. She got on all fours, spreading her legs apart.
She leaned forward, resting on her forearms instead of her hands. Her
creamy ass cheeks and glistening cunt meat rose upward, staring him right
in the face. She seemed to have caught onto the idea quickly.
"Do me, daddy," she said in a soft, girlish voice.
Steven wasted no time. He grabbed his rock hard throbbing organ and
brought the head right to her cunthole. He guided the head in, this time
encountering a little less resistance. He grabbed her ass and squeezed the
cheeks, prying them apart. With his thumbs, he separated her moist cunt
lips. Then he plunged downward, once again feeling the embrace of her hot
wet sheath around his cock. This time, he was able to stuff his meat all the
way up to the balls more easily than before. He was surprised that this
position seemed to allow him to penetrate Jenny more easily. His experience
had been the opposite with most other women. He knew that from this
position he was going to be able to fuck her as fast as his pelvic muscles
would permit. He started with a few very hard thrusts, taking his time
between each one. She responded with tremendous moans of increasing
audibility. Then he started fucking her as fast as he could, ramming his cock
with abandon into his stepdaughter's hot vaginal quicksand.
"You like being fucked doggy style, you naughty little cheerleader,
don't you? You like it even better than the other way!" he said.
"Yyyyyeeeeeeessssss," she said, the word coming out garbled and
drawn out amidst her rhythmic moans and squeals. She thrust her ass
upwards in synch with Steven's frenzied fucking, impaling herself harder
and harder on his pulsing meat.
"Get up on your hands, Jenny. I want to squeeze your titties while I
fuck you," he said.
She promptly did as requested. Draping his body over her, he began
taking shorter, quicker strokes as he fondled her two enormous, hanging
mounds of creamy flesh. He squeezed them hard, pressing them together
and pulling them apart, crushing them to her chest and pulling them
downwards. He pinched her hardened nipples and sampled the texture of
her large, now wrinkled aureoles. Then he brought his hands up over her
back. With one hand, he grabbed her thick hair at the base and pulled her
head back a few inches. Now he was fucking her as hard as he could,
slamming his cock into her buttery cunt with a force and rapidity that he'd
never thought he could manage. He could smell her body. It was an
intoxicating mixture or perspiration, cosmetics, and cunt juice. He could hear
the sound of the bead springs creaking loudly, and the sound of her huge tits
slapping together each time he thrust forward. He could see that her hair
was wild, blond tresses tussled about her shoulders and upper back, matted
to her flesh in places.
"Oh God, daddy. You're doing me so hard. I never thought it would be
like this!" she said.
He reached his hand down and begun vigorously messaging her
swollen clit as he relentlessly rammed his aching cock into her cunthole. At
some point, her body began to buck and shake in the same chaotic manner
as before, only with greater intensity. He tried to fuck her even harder, but
realized that he was becoming exhausted, and was himself on the verge of
releasing the biggest load of cum that he'd ever released. He could feel her
fuck tunnel spasming around his cock.
"Oh daddy. I think I'm cumming again!" she said, now emitting a
continuous, high pitched scream.
She collapsed on her belly. Her ass was frantically thrusting up and
down, her body quivering and shaking uncontrollably. He road out the rest
of her orgasm, slamming his cock into her as hard and fast as he could
manage. Shortly after her body began to relax, he withdrew, feeling the cum
in his balls welling up to the bursting point.
"Turn over, honey. I'm gonna cum all over you," he said feverishly.
She didn't respond, just continued laying there listlessly. He reached
down, grabbed her side, and rolled her over. He could see that her face was
contorted in a kind of post-orgasmic delirium. He began frantically beating
his cockmeat just inches above his stepdaughter's sweat sticky tits. When he
began to cum, he closed his eyes, spewing gobs of hot, creamy jis onto
Jenny's body. He flailed about, paying no attention to where he was
depositing his load.
"Mmmmmm," he heard her say. He could also hear the sound of her
moving underneath him.
After at least 20 seconds of fierce ejaculation, he opened his eyes,
euphoric and exhausted. He could see that he'd sprayed his load all over her
chest, neck, and face. To his surprise, she was licking all around her mouth,
lapping up the cream he'd deposited.
He laid down beside her, wrapping his arms around her and pressing
his body against hers. After a few moments of gentle fondling and quiet
intimacy, he disengaged. She slid off the bed and began gathering her
clothes. He watched her closely as she moved about, retrieving her garments
strewn liberally about the room.
"I need to take a shower," he heard her say as she bent over to pick
up her shoes, her sweaty ass again asserting itself prominently into his field
of vision.
She walked toward the door, stopping for a moment to appraise
herself in the full length closet door mirror. Her body was pinkish, glistening
with sweat and sticky cum. Her hair was unruly, plastered to her skin in
places. Her nipples remained intensely erect. Her lips parted slightly as a
look of mild shock appeared on her face. She ran her fingers lightly over the
glass, tracing out her image, as if touching an alien surface.
"You are one hot little number, honey," said Steven, laying back and
basking in his postorgasmic glow.
She turned to him, suddenly self-conscious, blushing and pulling her
clothes over her torso in a futile attempt to cover her nudity. She started to
say something, stopped herself, and abruptly turned and left the room.
Steven drifted off to the soothing sound of distant running water.
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