Wow, what a weekend! I’m so tired and achy, but in such a good way. Things started heating up almost the second my mom left the house. My step dad (Jimmy) made me breakfast and when I went to get dishes for the table, he smacked my ass, I yelped and he laughed and said “just messing with you”. There was something in his laugh and the way he looked at me that made me hot in my stomach. Later on that day, after I finished my schoolwork he did take me mini golf. For a Saturday night, it wasn’t very full, the place was a little run down, I guess most people go to the movies or something instead, but I love mini golf so much that I didn’t care. It was just me and my step dad for most of the game. When he hit one ball it got stuck in a windmill and he told me to go down on my knees and try and get it out for him. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I crawled in my tiny jean cut offs and reached my arm under the windmill in search of the missing golf ball. My fingers felt along the old wooden panels until I finally found that pesky ball “got ya!” It was only as I went to pull it out, that I realized that my tank top was stuck on some wood. “Jimmy, can you help me? My shirt is stuck!” I felt his hands on my waist, traveling slowly up my shirt, barely grazing the sides of my breasts, then around to my neck and my shirt’s collar, to get me loose from the wood. He pulled me up and for a moment we were face to face, my chest touching his “thanks daddy” I whispered and then put his ball back in his hand.
Playing mini golf made me so sore, “you use different muscles than normal” is what my step dad says. That’s why after golf, he said I should take a bath, to prevent getting too sore. It was really nice of him to run it for me. He stepped out when I got in, of course, but part of me wished that he didn’t. So I was really happy when he came back in, to “check on things”. He ended up sitting down on the ledge and washing my back, then massaging it a bit too. It felt so good. I couldn’t help but arch a little when he went lower, then around to my front. Soon he was washing in circles around my breasts, he said that I am very mature for my age, that I have bigger boobs than my mom, which is totally true. Finally I had to get out and go to bed. I put on the soft silk shorts and matching tank top that I got from Victoria Secret last month, just because I felt so clean and “mature” from my bath. I knew I was going to have a great sleep.
Jimmy came in my room to check and see if I needed anything. He was drinking a beer, I asked him if I could have a sip, like before. He smiled and told me to open my mouth, I did, really wide, then he paused and said “I’ll only let you have a taste of this if you have a taste of something else first. I said I would but he made me promise to close my eyes and keep them shut. I shut my eyes and heard a zipper, then something warm and thick touched my tongue. “What is that-” “sssssh, just try and explore it with your tongue, see what you think”. I traced it with my tongue, he groaned a little when I tried to wrap my lips around it, I got a little slobbery trying to taste it all with my lips, but I kind of liked how it felt, all thick and throbbing, like a heart. Finally I said, “can I have some beer now” and with another moan, my step dad pulled that thing out of my mouth and a cold rush of beer poured into my mouth instead. It was good and I drank it down, but I wanted more. “If you want more of this, you have to try more of that,” he said, slapping what I was pretty sure was his dick on my cheek. I opened my mouth wide and his hot cock filled it a second time. This time he told me what to do, soon I was sucking while he thrust into my mouth, sometimes he would got too deep and I would gag, but when that happened, he would pull out and check to see that I was okay, Jimmy is so nice like that. Finally while he was thrusting, he got really fast and then there was a strange throbbing sensation and all of this hot stuff poured down my throat super fast. He pulled out of my mouth and cracked open another beer, told me I could have the whole thing! I drank it like it was water.
I was starting to feel a little light and giggly. Playful too! I wanted to wrestle so I grabbed daddy by the arm and tried to pin him to the bed, but he was too fast and got me pinned in no time. Then he pulled down my shorts and smacked my bare ass. I yelped and tried to pull my shorts back up, but he was holding me to the bed and with his free hand he slid his fingers up my legs and right into the wet folds of my pussy. I was so surprised that I didn’t know what to do! I froze and felt my heart beating like a drum in my ears, then my pussy began to throb, as he very gently rubbed me, testing my hole to see how wet I was getting, then rubbing again. “Who’s my good girl?” he whispered in my ear as he kissed my throat. I moaned and arched as he took his hand away and spread my legs with his heavy strong legs, I could feel his cock growing again and I wondered what he was going to do with it, with my legs spread wide and him pushed in-between me. soon I felt the warm tip touch my opening and I didn’t know what to do, it felt so good, the heat of it, and he wasn’t trying to push it in right there, it’s like he was just testing, to see how it felt. Soon though, it started slipping in, with my wet juices it didn’t need much help. He began pumping in and out of me with deep thrusts that made me feel my insides quivering all the way up to my belly button. I started making noises that I’ve never made before, my nails raked his back and I began sweating and breathing so fast that my eyes started to go out of focus. Out of no where there was a building and an wave of joy and physical pleasure that had me crying out. Jimmy laughed and pulled his hot, wet dick out of me and while straddling me he stroked it until he came all over my sweaty breasts.
He stepped out of the room for a moment and came back with a warm wash cloth, and some fresh sheets He helped clean me up and made the bed, then he tuck me in. I was exhausted and so was he, he kissed me on the forehead and I said “can we play more another day?” He smiled and said “we’ll see”.
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