Where it happened: My bed
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
I read some of these “first times” and noted how people expressed themselves. What they described is exactly what happened to me. My step-dad loved my Mom, but I flipped for him. He was a tall, smart, handsome man who studied with me and raised me after my real Dad left us. I loved my “step” maybe too much. We couldn’t wait for Mom to leave for the other coast for her yearly trip to her folks. This left my step-dad and me all alone for a week. In previous years we busied ourselves with chores and watching television, but this year was going to be different. I sat very close to him when we clicked on a movie. He must have been excited because he hugged me in a very close way. I returned the gesture with my head on his shoulder, and my hand on the inside of his thigh. We rubbed and touched until I asked him if it was alright to do these sorts of things. He breathed hard and shrugged his shoulders. I wanted to change positions, so I got up to bring over some chips, and took up a reclining position on his thighs. He said, “Julie, what are you doing?” I began to rub my head into his sensitive area, and he hardened up. This lasted for only a few minutes until we got up and kissed on the lips. I said that I had to use the bathroom, and he said he needed to also. He suggested the shower, and off we went. He and I washed one another, and I’m sure he peed in the water because I know I did. Imagine me! A step-daughter getting ready to get laid by my step-dad. No problem. He took me to my bed, and disappeared underneath my public hump. He kissed away feverishly: I felt his penis rubbing against my foot as he stimulated my lips. He made me come by putting his finger into me back side only slightly, and licking my lips. After I came, he asked if it felt good, and I motioned him to begin standard intercourse full blast. He did. I learned from his activity that he and my Mom seldom make love. He acted apologetic about his behavior, and said that he rarely gets sex. Feeling sorry for him made me thrust him even deeper inside. I had no idea what I was doing, but I learned about male sexual behavior quickly. He tensed up, and suddenly felt him become very slippery inside. Was this sperm! Was I going to get pregnant? I nearly died. I tought me that pregnancy only happens at certain times of the month, and that because I was about to have my period (which I did the very next day), that I was safe. Nevertheless, I wanted more. He was hesitant about all of the blood, so he showed me anal love. What have I done! Twice my lifetime later, I remember him every day. He and my Mom are still married, and whenever I visit them, he is sweet and caring. Only a few times did we repeat our front-door/back-door acts, and perhaps I wish to see him, and do it again the next time my Mom leaves for her annual trip.
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