An inappropriate relationship with my step-dad…pt 3 [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/) and part two [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7i8ran/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_2/). 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.*

Things definitely changed a bit after that night. For starters, I would hear my mom and Paul go at it almost nightly which hadn’t been the case before. Paul also got a little more brave and when I would catch him stealing glances at me, he wouldn’t turn away. He would just give me a knowing smile which, to be honest, I liked. Whenever Paul and I would end up alone in a room, I would casually circle my finger over my nipple and harden it, making it poke through my top. Or I would swing my legs open, not to show anything since I mostly wore shorts, but just to let his imagination run a little wild.

The next “big” event happened about a week later. Paul had gotten home a little bit early from work because he had some dinner to get to later that night. I was in my room when I heard him walk in and head straight to the master bedroom. Shortly after I heard the shower go on. The thought entered my mind almost instantly. I think I even smiled to myself. I waited a few minutes just to give him enough time to actually get in the shower and make sure he wasn’t just running the water. Eventually, I got up and walked towards their bedroom. His outfit was laid out on the bed so I knew he would be walking out undressed. I got up on the bed and laid right next to his clothes to wait.

I waited. And waited some more. And some more. It seemed like I waited an eternity! I was a very impatient girl at the time, so instead of continuing to wait, I got went up to the bathroom door and turned the knob. Just my luck, it was unlocked. I turned it slowly and opened the door as softly as I could to avoid making any noise. The sound of the shower got louder as the door began to open, but so did the sound of slapping flesh. When I finally got the door open, I realized that Paul was in the middle of masturbating! I could see his silhouette through the frosted shower door, but he hadn’t yet realized I was in there. Without even blinking, I practically ran up to the shower and opened the door. There was Paul, his cock in his hand.

“Lisa!” he yelled out reaching for the door to try to close it.

But I pulled it open all the way and he couldn’t get to it. He tried to cover himself but it was tough to hide that hard-on, though it did start to subside quickly. It was a nice looking cock too. Above average but not huge. Nice thickness. Uncut. Huge mushroom head.

“Don’t stop” I said encouraging him to continue jerking off. “I want to watch”

“What? No, Lisa get out of here”

Rather than say anything, I just pulled my top off, reached behind me and undid my bra and let it drop to the floor.

“Come on, keep going. Want some help?” I offered.

He stared at my bare tits and I saw his cock literally twitch. I took a step towards him and reached my hand for his cock. My fingers were just about to grasp it when he took a step back and he grabbed it himself. He put his back against the wall and started to stroke himself. Watching him stare at my tits so intently was a huge turn on for me. I started to pinch and play with my nipples as he started to stroke faster. The shower was still running and as I got closer, I felt little splashes of water drops hit me. The feeling of that cool water gave me goosebumps all over.

“You like my tits Paul?” I asked eager to hear him praise my body.

He just nodded as he continued to beat his cock. I was getting wet and I couldn’t help but start touching myself as well. I unbuttoned my shorts and slipped my hand in and started to rub my clit. I was definitely wet as I felt the slickness on my fingers. I pulled out my hand and showed it to him.

“Look how wet I am” I said with a small laugh.

Apparently that was enough for him.

“Fuck I’m going to cum” he said.

Almost instinvtively I got on my knees next to the shower and said “Cum on my tits! Cum on my tits!”

But instead of getting closer to me, he turned a bit and I watched him spurt rope after rope of thick cum onto the shower floor below him. I thought maybe he didn’t hear me, but later on I found out that he did in fact hear me, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it in that moment. In any case, watching him cum just increased my own need to orgasm.

“Fuck that was hot” I said in a low voice.

“Yeah, it was” he replied.

“Now it’s your turn to watch me” I said as I got up and walked out of the bathroom.

I took my shorts off as I walked out which left me in a (I think) small thong. I didn’t look back to see if he followed me, and I was so anxious to get myself off that I almost didn’t care. I walked into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed, topless and in just a small thong. I got right to it and used one hand on my breasts and the other on my pussy. Paul walked into the bedroom just a few seconds later but I was already in the middle of my own masturbation session. He had a towel wrapped around his waist which I asked him to drop but he ignored my request. His eyes were glued to my body as I touched myself, with the thin piece of fabric still covering my pussy. I had my legs up and made sure to have them spread open.

“Wanna see my pussy?” I asked bluntly.

Paul just nodded. Without stopping rubbing my clit, I brought my other hand down to my underwear, hooked my fingers onto the side, and slowly moved it aside to reveal my glistening pussy. I was a little bit self-concious because I hadn’t shaved in a few days, but seeing Paul’s face when I revealed made it all go away.

“You like it?” I asked again fishing for a compliment as I spread my lips to show it off.

“It’s fucking gorgeous” he said with his mouth open.

That’s all I needed to hear as I furiously rubbed my clit. I did my best to keep my legs open, but as I neared orgasm they started to close. I’m sure my moaning got pretty loud because my orgasm was incredibly intense. My legs closed on themselves, my body shook for what seemed like an endless amount of time. I continued to rub my clit though I did it softly as the sensitivity set in.

When my orgasm finally subsided, my legs collapsed onto the bed and I just laid there, splayed out, catching my breath.

“We’re doing that again” I said aloud.

“Really?” he replied surprised.

“Well, you know where my room is” I answered before getting up and grabbing my shorts.

My top was still in the bathroom so I had to go in there to get it but while I was in there I heard Paul say “Oh shit”

“What happened?” I asked walking out.

“Umm..” Paul said as he held up his pants.

I was a bit careless and I had been laying on the pants he had set on the bed. On the pants was a huge wet spot including some creaminess. I grabbed them from his hand and made my way out.

“Shit, sorry. I’ll get these washed. Have fun at your dinner” I said as I walked out of the room.

*To be continued…*

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7k3bub/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_3