An inappropriate relationship with my step-dad…pt 2 [FM]

*This is part of a series of stories that have to do with a very inappropriate relationship I had with my step-dad during the summer between my Sophomore and Junior year in college. You can read part one [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7hvg2c/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_1/). To be clear, I’m not into incest, I don’t have daddy issues, and I don’t call anyone daddy (not even my dad!). It’s something I hadn’t thought about in a long time but a recent conversation brought it back to light and just seemed like it was interesting enough to share here.*

After my mom got home, I went to my room and didn’t plan to come out of it for the rest of the night. It was fairly early, but I wasn’t interested in having any sort of interaction with her. I changed into a black slip that I usually slept in at the time (nothing else underneath), got into bed, and started reading (sorry, don’t remember what book I was reading at the time). An hour passed, then two, then three, and eventually, the lights in the house were all out except for a small glow from the hallway that came from Paul’s office. I continued reading my book and a short while later there’s the softest of knocks on my door.

“It’s open” I said in an annoyed tone thinking it was my mom, but it was actually Paul.

He creeked the door open, just enough to pop his head in and looked at me. I was under the covers from the waist down, but my top was plenty visible, and the slip I was wearing emphasized my cleavage.

“Hey” he said timidly.

“Oh hey Paul, what’s up?” I asked him.

“Uhhh” is all he managed to say as he stared at me.

Nothing really clicked with me at that moment and thought he genuinely wanted to ask me something, which he did, but just not what I was expecting. He just stared nervously wanted to say something but nothing would come out.

“Uhhh, sorry, nevermind. Have a good night” he said and was about to close the door.

That’s when I realized what he was there for.

“Paul, wait” I said as I put my book down. “Come in”

He paused at the door and saw him look up as if debating whether or not he should. He hesitated a while but I coaxed him again.

“Paul, just come in here” I said sitting up a bit.

He finally turned inward and stepped inside and stood at the foot of my bed obviously nervous. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous too, even after what had happened earlier, but I also liked that he was giving me attention. I set my book aside, and without saying a word I slid my hand under the sheets and started to touch myself. I stared at him at first, but I got wet really quickly which led to me closing my eyes and started to moan softly. I opened my eyes and he was just standing there, staring at me with eyes of a wolf salivating over his prey, but he didn’t make a move. My free hand started to tease my breasts, just massaging them at first, and eventually pinching my nipples over my slip. At some point I made a concious decision to lock eyes with him while I masturbated. I noticed him paying special attention to my breasts, so I tried to pull them out, but I was only able to expose one, with the other getting stuck in the slip. Still, it was enough to get a small reaction out of him as his mouth opened and he started to breathe harder. I cupped it with my hand and started to play with my nipple; twisting it and pulling it. I even tried to lick it but the angle that I was in didn’t allow me to do so. I started to notice the bulge in his shorts.

“Let me see it” I whispered between moans.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea” he responded nervously.

“At least touch yourself” I comprimised

He still didn’t move.

“Come on. It’s not fair I’m the only one touching myself” I pleaded

He finally responded by putting his hand over his bulge and slowly rubbing himself. The exhibitionist in me took over as I pulled my slip down to release my second breast. I started to really pull on my nipples hard as I started to build my climax. Paul stood there watching, slowly rubbing himself over his shorts. I tried pulling the sheets down to expose myself completely, but I couldn’t push them far enough and I didn’t want to mess up my orgasm. Instead, I just threw my head back, locked eyes with him, and started to speed my hand on my pussy. My moans started to get a little too loud which made him nervous and he shushed me before peeking into the hallway. I closed my mouth to stifle my own moans and within seconds my back arched and my eyes closed as a wave of pleasure came over my body.

I looked up at Paul afterwards, tits out for his viewing pleasure and said “Your turn”

“I…uhhh….I gotta go” he said and quickly left my room.

*To be continued…*

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7i8ran/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_2