Sex With My Step Daughter Part 1  

Sex With My Step Daughter part 1


"Daddy, can I have a puppy?" I asked suddenly, peering over my computer at my dad.

"No, Kitten," He said distractedly, submersed in his book. I slipped off the couch and army crawled over to the lounge chair he was in.

"Please – Pretty Please?" I put on the most pathetic putty face I could muster, my hands on his knees as I gave him puppy dog eyes. He looked down at me over his book, raising an eyebrow at my attempts.

"Kitten, you're eighteen years old, not five," He chuckled, sending shivers down my spine.

"It didn't even work when I was five," I grumbled, pouting for real. I leaned back and turned around, sitting with my back against his legs. I heard him sigh as he shut his book, now too distracted to read. He leaned over and rested his chin on the top of my head.

"What kind of dog?" He asked cautiously, not getting my hopes up but not completely shutting them down.

A Yorkie she grinned, a small one.

A Yorkie? Kitten you had one before, He would sat up, and lick at the side of my face. My nostrils flared a bit as I snorted.

You're right dad, I did have a Yorkie. What happened to him again? I asked, feigning memory loss. My late mother had been a terrible drunk, and one day decided that she was going to take a drive, backing up over my dog. She never came home that night. Oh well.

"Kitten," Dad sighed softly. I felt his strong hands reach around my waist and bring me up to his lap. "It's been over a year now; mom's gone along with all her problems. It's just the two of us now," He said gently, hugging me into his chest. My heart started to race as I looked up at my dad. He was so handsome; 43 years old, but looked maybe 34. Tan skin and strong muscles, he worked out at his company's gym every week, and the most gorgeous green eyes.

"It could be the three of us, me you and a puppy..." I tempted, snuggling close against him perhaps more than a daughter should. He laughed, hugging me tight.

"Okay, Kitten. Tomorrow we'll go find you a Yorkie," He gave in, kissing my cheek. I squealed and clapped my hands, hugging him back tightly.

"Thank you Daddy!" I exclaimed, kissing him on the cheek. My lips lingered near his face for a moment, before I realized what I was doing. I blushed slightly, leaning back. "I'm going to go get ready for bed Daddy I'll see you in the morning!" I smiled, back to being his daughter instead of some girl fawning after him. I climbed off his lap and ran up the stairs to my bedroom to get ready for bed.

I sat downstairs, looking after the hallway my daughter had just pranced down. Maybe I was exhausted from work and imagining things. Or maybe I was a sick man hoping for things that should never happen. Regardless of what the answer was, I could have sworn my Kitten was going to kiss me with those soft pink lips of hers. It was so wrong of me to think of my little girl in the way I have been lately. She's grown up so beautifully, it's impossible not to notice her.

Her long brown hair that she left naturally wavy around the curves of her incredibly perky breasts; he guessed a C cup. Her legs went on for miles which was kind of funny since she was so short, just barely 5"1. She was so slim and toned from swimming laps in their pool every morning; he wanted to just die every time she walked around in her scanty bikinis. He could feel his cock stirring in his jeans, making him feel so guilty thinking about his baby girl like that. He groaned quietly, his hard on straining against his jeans almost painfully. He could still feel her warm body pressed against his chest, sitting on his lap.

His fingers had a mind of their own as they popped open the button, immediately relieving some of the pressure. His zipper slid down as his hand reached into his boxers and grasped his thick cock, giving it a squeeze. No, he couldn't do it. Not thinking about his little girl, it was too wrong. Oh but those lips, he couldn't help himself as his hand started pumping up and down the length of his cock quickly, Cumming almost instantly. Ashamed, he wiped up and went to his bedroom to shower.

The next morning I got up early, excited about going with daddy to get my puppy. I slipped into one of my favorite bikinis, a tight white string bikini that barely covered her 36 C breasts and stretched tight over her ass. Grabbing a towel from the closet and, padded downstairs, skipping down the hallway.

Morning Daddy! I smiled brightly, hopping into the kitchen and poking my head in the fridge. I could feel his eyes roaming over my body, making me smile even wider. I grabbed a cold water bottle and shut the fridge, giving him a big grin.

I can't wait to go get our puppy! I squealed, jumping up and down slightly. I was genuinely excited, I had been begging for one for months.

Well Kitten, get your swimming done and we'll head out afterwards, Daddy said, giving me a loving smile, even though I could tell his eyes were having a hard time focusing on my face.

I ran into the backyard, tossed my towel on a chair and dove into the pool. I loved the feeling of gliding through the water like a bird does in the air. I started making my laps, until finally I was too tired to go anymore. Dragging myself out of the pool, I sat on the edge for a moment, soaking in the warm sunshine.

Mmm, I sighed, lying back on the warm concrete. My fingers traced my tummy, making a path between my breasts and the edge of my bikini bottoms.

"Kitten, come on and shower so we can go get your dog," Dad startled me I had actually forgotten he was home. I blushed slightly, I had been about to touch myself!

"Okay Daddy!" I called back, standing up and brushing the water droplets off my skin before headed back to the house. I forgot to grab my towel, leaving it abandoned outside on the patio furniture. When I stepped back into the house I shivered immediately, feeling my nipples harden at the cool air. Daddy was sitting in the same chair he was last night, reading his book again. I stopped in the kitchen and put my half empty water bottle back in the fridge before I walked quietly behind to daddy's chair. I grinned wickedly, thinking I would be able to startle him. As soon as I crept up behind him and was about to pounce, he swiveled his chair and grabbed me, making me scream and laugh.

Daddy! I was trying to scare you! I laughed, leaning into his lap. He laughed with me, hugging me close.

You'll have to do better than that to pull one over on me, Kitten, He smiled, kissing my shoulder. We sat and relaxed for a moment, he went back to reading his book while I rested in his lap, sore from swimming so many laps. One of his arms was wrapped around my waist, the other holding his book open. I started to notice his hand rubbing the side of my waist softly, and it felt so nice. I wondered if it was weird for a daughter to feel this way about her father, to tease him the way she did with tight clothes and hanging all over his lap.

I shifted in his lap slightly and was surprised to find that my daddy's semi-hard cock was nestled between my ass cheeks. It felt so nice that I was afraid to move, that he might notice and make me get off of his lap. I glanced at daddy's face, but he seemed passive, still engrossed in his book. Then I felt his fingers drifting slightly higher from my waist, playing on my ribs near the bottom of my bikini top that was straining against my still hard nipples. I felt so comfortable and safe with my Daddy I let my eyes flutter shut and a soft purr escape my lips.

I stiffened slightly. Had my Kitten just purred? I groaned silently, feeling her nearly naked body pressed against me. She had shifted to where my cock was smack dab in the middle of her perfect ass, making it impossible to hide my growing arousal. I tried to pay attention to my book, but just like last night my fingers had a mind of their own. They started to play at the edge of her bikini top, and after that purr I got a little braver, and a lot more aroused. With my rock hard cock pressed against her ass, I lifted my hips slightly, pressing myself to her so she was sure to feel me. She wriggled in response, my breath catching in my throat.

Daddy? Her little murmur startled me, making me fear the worse that she would run off screaming that her daddy is a massive pervert.

Yes Kitten? I asked nervously, looking up at my beautiful little girl. Her expression was zoned out, like she was dreaming.

My legs hurt from swimming; do you think you could rub them for me? She asked in the sweetest voice.

Of course little one, but what about your puppy, I asked her, my hands sliding down her firm legs.

Can we get him later? She asked, pouting down at me slightly, making my heart leap. I hooked one arm under her knees and stood up, supporting her back with my other arm.

Yes Kitten, I murmured into her hair, carrying her into my bedroom. She smiled and snuggled against my chest, letting out a content sigh.

I laid her down on my bed and smiled down at my girl, watching her young sexy body stretch out over my sheets. Her tiny white bathing suit barely covering any of her beautiful curves. I held my breath as I sat down on the bed, taking one of her small cute feet in my hands. I began massaging her feet, gradually working my way up her smooth strong calves. I looked up at her face and saw her eyes had fluttered shut, her lips pursed slightly in a smile. I slid my hands up to her thighs, my cock ready to burst through my jeans. I gave her thighs a squeeze, and she groaned softly, making me jump.

By nutbuster