Deflowering My Step-Daughter Kelly (2 page)

Daddy glanced at her then turned him
attention back to the road. “Be careful not to burn
yourself.”

“
I know daddy.” She
giggled and took a sip.

Daddy stared.

“
What?”

“
You have whipped cream on
your lips.” His husky voice filled the space between
them.

She closed her eyes, stuck her tongue
out and slowly swirled it across her lips. As she opened them, a
truck swerved to into their lane.

“
Daddy look
out!”

“
Shit.”

He careened into the shoulder. The
brakes squealed and a riot of gravel kicked against the underside
of the car. He slowed to a stop.

“
Kelly, you can’t do that
thing with your tongue.”

“
What thing?” She knew
exactly what he was talking about. An article about seducing
someone using food appeared in a magazine last month.

“
You distracted me while I
was trying to drive.”

“
With my tongue?” The
question hung thick in the air.

“
Yes. No. Just, put the
lid back on that thing.”

Pleased, she snapped the cover over
the drink and set it in the cup holder. “I’ll just drink the rest
at home.”

***

Gary leapt out of the car desperate to
get away from Kelly. “I’ve got work to do.”

“
Is everything okay
daddy?” The temptress’ little pink tongue flicked out from between
luscious pink lips.

“
Fine.” He turned and
stalked into the garage.

When she didn’t follow, relief washed
over him. How could he resist someone so young, so sexy. He had to
find a way. Touching her was completely out of the
question.

He grabbed a piece of sand paper and
passed it over the table he was refinishing. Work would keep him
distracted.

He sanded and stained the piece in
record time. The summer heat seeped in through the cracks and sent
the temperature soaring. He stopped to wipe sweat from his
forehead. A cold beer sounded wonderful so he put away the tools
and went to the kitchen.

A pitcher of lemonade sat
on the counter with a note. Kelly’s girlish handwriting sprawled
across the page.
Out swimming.

He ran a hand over his face. The vixen
probably had the pink bikini on. It was hot outside. There wasn’t
any reason why he shouldn’t be able to enjoy the pool too. After
all, he paid for it.

He dashed upstairs and tossed his
sweaty clothes into the hamper. After taking a quick shower, he
pulled on swim shorts and grabbed a towel.

The temperature outside had soared to
a sweltering one hundred and two degrees. He tapped the weather
thermometer on the side of the house but the red line didn’t move.
Water splashed against the back of his legs.

“
Come in, the water feels
great.” His step-daughter grinned then leaned into a backstroke
across the pool. The bikini wasn’t pink and white. It was white
with yellow daises.

He dropped the towel and dove into the
water before she could see his rapidly forming hard-on. The shock
of the chilly water took care of the embarrassing erection. He
paddled over to her.

“
It’s cold as hell in
here.”

“
Hell’s hot.” She flicked
drops of water at him.

“
Maybe.” He lunged and
pushed her under the water.

She burst to the top and yelled.
“War.”

He shoved a tidal wave of water across
the pool. She retaliated with rapid fire splashing. The playful
fighting lasted a few minutes before she stopped.

“
I surrender.”

“
So I win.”

“
Yes, you do
win.”

The change in her voice put him on
guard. Nervous energy sparked along his belly. He blurted out the
next words. “What do I win?”

He immediately regretted saying them
even as she floated closer.

“
A kiss.”

He wasn’t sure he’d heard right. So
when she placed her palms on either side of his face he couldn’t
believe it. She lowered her lips and hesitated only inches away. He
parted his lips to tell her to stop but she took it as an
invitation. The first electric touch of his step-daughter’s velvety
lips made his knees buckle. A voice inside him screamed, you
shouldn’t be doing this. But he ignored it. The press of her lips
against his ignited a fire in his blood.

He wrapped an arm around his daughter
and drew her toward the steps. The once tentative kiss burned hot.
He tasted the tartness of the lemonade as he parted the soft lips.
The tongue he’d craved for months darted against his then
retreated.

“
Daddy.” She
gasped.

He pushed away. “I’m sorry, I
shouldn’t have kissed you.”

She blushed and twisted a lock of hair
around her finger. “But, I kinda liked it.”

His cock twitched and pushed against
the mesh. “You’re my daughter, we shouldn’t be doing
this.”

“
Not really your daughter,
daddy.”

He backed onto the top step as she
advanced. What was she doing?

“
I need you to do
something for me.” Her eyes searched his face. Vulnerability
radiated off her.

“
What?”

“
I need you to make love
to me.”

His jaw dropped. “What?”

“
I know I’m not very
pretty and I’m not very experienced. I mean, not at all. You’re the
first guy I’ve kissed.”

He let out a slow whistle. “Are you a
virgin?”

She hung her head and
nodded.

“
How’s the possible? Shit
Kelly, you’re sexy as hell. Those boys are idiots for not wanting
you. You’re beautiful and warm and funny.”

Tears formed at the corners of her
eyes. “I’m none of those things. If you don’t want to, I
understand.”

“
It’s not that honey.” He
pulled her into his lap before thinking it through. His cock
smashed against the shorts as if trying to escape. She had to have
felt it as her silky thigh eased over his lap. Surprised that she
didn’t panic, he positioned her so his cock fit in the groove
between her legs.

“
Don’t you want me?” His
doe eyed daughter blinked.

“
Yes. Of course. But, you
should give your virginity to someone you love.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I love you.”

“
Like a father. You love
me like a father.”

“
Which is why we can’t do
this.”

She ran her hand down his chest and
caressed his cock through the shorts. “Doesn’t this feel
good?”

His teeth clenched. “Yes.”

She wrapped her hand around him. “Show
me what to do. Show me what you like.”

“
Once we start, I’ll be
hard for me to stop.”

“
I know daddy.”

The pure lust in her eyes made
something snapped inside him. He lunged at his
step-daughter.

***

Daddy’s eyes seemed darker, lust
filled. This wasn’t the gentle father Kelly knew and
loved.

“
Not here.” He pulled her
into his arms and climbed out of the pool. Water cascaded off her
body as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He fumbled for the sliding door and
carried her into the house. Kelly bounced against his hardness as
he took the stairs two at a time. He kicked the door to her room
closed and lowered her onto the bed.

“
Wait.” She tried to push
her daddy off but he collapsed onto her and thrust his tongue into
her mouth. She clawed his back but he didn’t move. Panic rose in
her chest. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.

Daddy’s hands were rough on against
her thighs, parting them, ripping her bikini bottom off. Suddenly
his fingers brushed against the slit she’d worked so hard not to
touch. She froze. He did too.

His heavy breathing melded with the
sound of blood pounding in her ears. He climbed off and gazed down
at her with an expression she didn’t know how to read.

“
Daddy?” Her voice
trembled.

“
Take the top
off.”

The commanding voice both scared and
excited her. Her fingers fumbled with the ribbons. She caught the
end like a fuse between her fingers and pulled.

The tiny swatches of fabric landed on
the floor with a whisper. She tried to cover her nude body but he
grabbed her hands.

“
Take off my
shorts.”

She did as she was told and lifted the
elastic band over his cock. She’d seem pictures, but never one in
person. Not even a glimpse. It stood erect pointing to the ceiling.
She wanted to touch it.

“
Daddy, can I touch
it?”

“
Touch what?”

“
It. You know. Your cock.”
She whispered the last word.

“
Yes, you can touch my
cock.”

With her pointy finger, she touched to
tip. It jerked toward her. She jumped back and gasped.

Daddy’s voice sounded strangled.
“Touch it again.”

This time it didn’t twitch. Soft
against her fingertips, she ran her finger down the length of it.
It looked red like a lobster. She wrapped her fingers around it and
squeezed.

Daddy groaned.

How could it be so soft and so hard at
the same time? Amazed, she slid her hand lower into the hair at the
base.

She gathered the balls at the bottom
into her hand.

“
Don’t squeeze honey,
they’re sensitive.”

“
Okay daddy.”

She wondered what it would taste like.
“Can I lick it?”

“
Yes.”

The end of her tongue flicked across
the side of the head. “Tastes like the pool.”

“
Probably all the
chlorine. Now, open your mouth honey, I’m going to show you what
guys really like.”

The whole point of seducing daddy was
to learn what men wanted. “Yes daddy, please teach me.”

“
Open your mouth as wide
as you can.”

She complied and stretched her lips
wide. Daddy positioned himself by the bed so she didn’t even have
to bend down. She looked up at daddy and waited.

He rubbed the soft skin against her
lips then slowly put it into her mouth. The sides of her mouth
stretched as far as they would go but only half his cock
fit.

“
Open honey.”

She tried, but couldn’t get them any
wider. He ran his fingers through her hair then grabbed her
head.

“
Daddy’s going deeper,
just relax.”

She tried to shake her head no, but he
pulled her closer. It got harder to breath and she tried to pull
away but he pushed harder against her mouth.

“
Just a little more.” He
gasped.

A tear trickled down her
cheek.

“
You’re such a good girl.
Daddy’s good little girl.” He moaned and started to move the hunk
of flesh out of her mouth.

The tip was almost all the way out. It
gave her enough room to gasp for air a couple of times.

“
Open.” Daddy looked at
her with those dark eyes again.

She did as she was told. This time she
took more into her mouth.

“
Very good. Much better
now.” He patted her head then laced his fingers through her hair
and pulled her closer.

She choked as the tip found the back
of her throat. She pushed against his thighs with both hands but he
didn’t move an inch. Finally when she couldn’t take it another
second, he withdrew.

She sucked in a breath.

“
Now lick the
balls.”

She leaned forward grateful not to
have to swallow his dick anymore. She lapped at the furry sacks
enjoying the way daddy moaned.

After a few minutes he pushed her back
on the bed. He fluffed a pillow and placed it under her butt. “Now
it’s time for daddy to make you feel good. Spread your legs for
daddy.”

She opened them as wide as possible.
Daddy ran his finger over the place between her legs.

“
Do you know what this is
called?”

Embarrassed, she nodded.

“
Say it honey.”

“
It’s my
pussy.”

He grinned. “Very good. I’m going to
kiss it.”

She’d read about this in a magazine
but wasn’t prepared for the all consuming heat. It shot down her
legs when his lips pressed against the hair there.

“
Oh daddy.” She
moaned.

His fingers spread the edges of her
pussy lips. He lowered his mouth and licked her from the bottom of
the slit up to the very top. Her knees shook
uncontrollably.

“
How was that?”

“
I felt so good
daddy.”