Forbidden Seductions
Collection 1:
The Family Secret
Leandra J. Piper
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2012 by Leandra J. Piper
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Daddy's Sexy Graduation Present
Daddy's Sexy Graduation Present
When my mom married Kevin, there's no words for how happy I was. I wish I could say that it was because he's a great guy and she deserved some sort of happiness after dad died. It's true, and all, but the real reason I was so happy was that Kevin is just about the sexiest man in the world.
He was pretty much my first crush and I always expected I'd get over it, but for whatever reason, I never really did. Part of it was that I go to an all girls' school, and I mean, we had dances with the local boys' school, but not often enough for anyone to catch my eye. Still, a lot of the other girls managed to get boyfriends, and we sure talked about them a lot at our parties.
All that ever really did was give me more to fantasize about. I'd caught a couple glimpses of Kevin coming out of the shower by 'accident', and just the sight of his big, broad chest, wavy hair, and, yeah, his cock before he covered it by a towel was the biggest turn-on I could imagine.
Some of the other girls saved themselves for marriage. I had been saving myself for my stepfather. With graduation coming up in a couple weeks and my eighteenth birthday months behind me, I knew the time to make my move was now or never. Mom and my stepbrother Aaron were away for the weekend, so Kevin and I would have the house to ourselves.
I checked my lipstick one last time, then hiked my skirt up just a bit higher. Not too high, but enough to flash some leg. I felt kind of embarrassed, doing this in school uniform, but I knew it made me look hot, with the little plaid skirt and knee-high socks. I had left my cardigan hanging up so I could undo the top couple buttons of my blouse and show off my bra just a bit.
The last sleepover we'd had, the other girls had been oohing and aah-ing over how great a chest I had, when we took our nighties off to compare. Not the biggest, but at a C-cup they were a respectable size, and particularly firm, with nipples that were, if I had to say so myself, just perfect. And right now, they were poking through my bra and shirt some, hard from the thought of Kevin's sexy mouth on them. I shivered, then gave myself another good look, fluffing my long, blonde hair.
He'd be in his office this time of day, so I headed downstairs in that direction, licking my lips a little with anticipation. I knocked on the doorframe, then headed in through the open door. Kevin turned away from his computer to smile at me. "Hey, Chrissy," he said. "What's up?"
I could see his eyes drifting over my chest, then down at my skirt. My heart was pounding. "Hey, daddy," I said, feeling my panties grow wetter by the second. "I wanted to talk to you. I'd been doing some thinking, like you asked, and..."
Kevin smiled, showing that dazzling look at me that nearly made my knees melt. "Oh, yeah?" he asked. "You finally figured out what you wanted for your graduation present, huh?"
Now or never. I stepped closer to Kevin, then sat on his knee. "Yeah," I murmured, my voice going throaty. "I want you, daddy." I leaned forward just a bit, giving him a great view down my blouse.
I seemed to take him by surprise, though. He looked up at my face, expression startled. "Chrissy, what do you m--" he began, but I cut him off by pressing my lips to his, then slipped my tongue out of my mouth. His opened reflexively, and I pressed my tongue into his mouth. I squirmed a bit, making his knee wet by how I was sitting on it, but I didn't care. My tongue wrapped around his, savouring the moment I had been waiting for for as long as I could remember. This was my first real kiss, that wasn't just practicing with the other girls.
When the kiss ended, Kevin looked down at me, as if seeing how I'd made myself look just for him for the first time. "Chrissy," he started hoarsely, as I rubbed my wet panties against his knee a bit more, "you don't know what you're saying. Just... just forget about it, Chrissy, think of something else."
I took his hand, and put it over one of my breasts, pressing his palm against my stiff nipple. I could feel his body twitch a little against mine, as I pressed closer. "I know exactly what I'm talking about, daddy," I whispered, my other hand undoing his shirt. "The only thing I want for my graduation present is for you to take my virginity. I've been saving myself just for you." And then I kissed him again, before he could say anything else. He hesitated again, before letting my tongue back into his mouth, but before long, I was tasting his tongue again, and I felt his hand squeeze tight around my breast. I pulled my hips closer, grinding a bit more, and I could feel him starting to get hard through his pants.
He broke off the kiss, looking a bit flushed himself. "This is wrong, Chrissy," he whispered, even as his tongue ran over his lips, and his and rubbed against my breast. "You're my stepdaughter. I can't... I can't have sex with you."
I undid his shirt all the way, and ran my hands over his smooth, muscular chest. I tilted my head, kissing his neck wetly, which made him skip a breath and arch his neck. "Nobody has to know, daddy. Not even at confession. Daddy, you're the only man for me. You know I never had a boyfriend... when I touch myself at night, you're the only one I think about..."
Kevin's hand moved, pushing my shirt aside, just a bit, so that his warm hand was feeling my breast right up against the lace of my bra. I gasped against his neck, and pressed more to his hand. "Please, daddy," I gasped, grinding closer on his lap, feeling him grow harder by the second. "I'll never ask for anything else again..."
As I leaned down, kissing all over Kevin's chest, just like I'd always dreamed I would one day, I felt his other hand clap down hard on my ass hard, like a spank. I arched my back, gasping as I looked up at his face. "Nobody can know, Chrissy," he whispered, looking down my shirt. "Nobody. If your mom ever heard..."
I slid off his lap, pressing between his knees, as I undid my shirt entirely, tossing it aside. Wearing just my bra, I whispered, "Mom will never have to know. Let me suck your dick, daddy." I didn't even wait for him to answer, just drank in his faint groan as I undid his pants and pulled down his boxers, letting his thick erection free. It looked even bigger like this than it did when he was getting out of the shower, and I felt myself get even wetter. I didn't know how I'd be able to manage not getting it inside me right away.
He leaned down a bit, feeling and rubbing my breasts through my bra. I had a nicer chest than mom ever did, and I could tell he was enjoying the youthful, firm feel to them. I made a low little moan from it, and slid my fingers over the luscious cock of my dreams, feeling and rubbing and squeezing it, as I leaned down to kiss his balls warmly, licking them. It felt even better than I imagined, hot and smooth and big.
I took a hand away from Kevin's cock to reach back and undo my bra, then slid out of it, so that he could feel my breasts directly, could see just how stiff and hard my nipples were for him. At the same time, I slowly licked all the way from his balls, up the underside of his shaft, to lick right over the head of his rock-hard penis.
Other girls had talked about how their boyfriends' dicks tasted, talked about how bad it was, and how they had to rinse their mouths out over and over again when they sucked them. Kevin's wasn't like that. It was the best thing I had ever tasted, if it was the only thing I ever tasted again in my life, I could die happy. From the low groan he made at the feel of my tongue, I could tell he felt the same way.
My mouth was watering, I could feel myself drooling over daddy's cock as I pressed my head down further, wanting to feel every last inch of it in my mouth. It felt so good against my tongue, in my mouth, and his pleasured groans, the way he was squeezing and kneading my breasts made it even better. I lifted my own hands, rubbing and squeezing his length past my lips with one, and slowly rubbing his balls with my other.
When I looked up at my daddy's face, his eyes were rolled back in his head, with the most rapturous expression I could ever imagine on his face. I was sucking my daddy's big thick cock, and he was loving it, just like I knew he would. I'd never been so turned on in my life, I could feel my pussy juice sticking to the insides of my thighs now, not content to be confined by my hot, wet panties.
One of Kevin's hands lifted from my breast to push my head back. I looked up at him, confused, a thin strand of my saliva linking my mouth to his cock-head. I reached out with my tongue, licking it into my mouth, then dabbed my tongue to the very tip of his cock. "Stand up, Chrissy," he said hoarsely, breathing a bit harder, his face flushed. I did, reluctantly taking my hands away from his engorged penis, and running them slowly down my body, feeling my breasts some where he'd touched them. I felt my skirt swish around my knees, and a fresh flush of wetness sticking to my thighs, which I rubbed together. I looked up at my stepfather, felt his eyes on me, my breasts, practically boring holes in my skirt. He licked his lips slowly as he drank in my body, and I knew he liked what he saw. "Take your skirt off, baby."
My hands were trembling a little as I moved to undo the zipper of my short, plaid skirt, and my nipples stiffened even harder through my lacy black bra. I let it drop after that, leaving it to fall in a puddle around my socked feet, let him get a good look at my panties. They matched my bra, but weren't part of a set. The panties, I'd bought earlier this week, when I was planning this all out. They were panels of tight black lace, with shiny black satin between, gathered in back to show off my ass. There was some pink ribbon lacing it up tight in front, mostly decorative, but it was open enough to give almost a look at what was underneath. My cheeks pink with lust, I slowly turned a full circle in front of Kevin, showing everything off, making him gasp, and his cock leap up hard to attention. I squeezed my legs together a bit. Much as I wanted to show him what was underneath my panties, I was embarrassed-- my panties were soaked through, and I was worried I'd ruined them entirely.
Kevin's eyes moved down my panties as I showed them off to him, and went right to the ribbon. Without him saying, I knew what he wanted me to do. I slowly pulled one end of the ribbon, undoing the bow and drawing it out of my panties entirely. He could see the skin I'd shaved perfectly beneath, and I made a faint gasp as he looked right there. I lifted up the ribbon for him to see, making sure he could notice where it was stained dark near the middle, wet from where it had ridden up against my pussy. He undid my bra, pulling it off me, and then his hands moved to my ass, coming down hard, not quite a spank, but almost. One on each cheek, they were hot though the lace, which he began to grind against my skin as he felt it. My breasts bounced a little from the way he moved me, pulled me just a bit closer, and my back arched, thrusting them forward, offering them to him.
His head bent, and he leaned forward, reaching out with his tongue to slowly lick my nipple. I made a moan of sheer joy and pleasure just from that touch, and began to grind my ass even more against his hand. "Daddy...!" I gasped. It felt so good! His tongue was hot and so experienced as it teased around my aching nipple, and the way he used his teeth to pinch it just right made me let out another sound. Rubbing my ass against daddy's hands some more, I reached out for his cock again, just for the wondrous sense of holding it in both hands.
As my stepfather sucked my nipple, more and more hungrily each second, he slowly reached his fingers up, to tug my panties downwards, dragging his fingertips against my bare ass. I rubbed his cock a little bit more, urgently. I was ready to take it inside of me, all of it. It felt like a million years before my soaked, nearly ruined panties fell to the ground, inside the circle of my skirt. Kevin pulled off my nipple and leaned back, hands sliding off my ass. I licked my lips, shivering all over.
It was time to offer my daddy my virgin pussy. I took half a step back so he could get a good look, and I tilted my hips forward and spread my legs some. I reached down, slowly running my fingers over my soaking pussy lips, that I'd shaved bare just for him, then spread them slowly so he could see the inner lips. Then I spread those slowly, too. I'd checked in the mirror, so I knew he could see my perfectly intact cherry, that I'd saved just for him. "Daddy, please," I whispered breathily, licking my lips. "I've saved myself just for you. Nobody else has ever fucked me, and nobody else ever will. I'll be your girl forever, daddy. I'm in love with you."
Kevin groaned, and I saw a bead of precum rise to the tip of his cock. I wanted to bend down and slurp it up into my mouth, to taste it, to treasure it forever. But, I didn't, because I knew that perfect little drop would be the very first thing of his that entered my wet pussy. I felt his hands clap down against my ass again, only this time, instead of feeling it, he lifted me up, strong arms flexing, but taking my weight easily. My legs came apart for him, and I pressed my knees down against his hips. That tantalizing drop of precum smeared against my nether lips, making me gasp, as his thick, blunt cockhead probed at me, sliding in place to take my virginity and prove my love to my stepfather once and for all. I began to grind against it as he looked at my face, both of our expressions rapt with lust for one another. I leaned in, kissing him, tongue smearing his lips, and his strong hands pushed me down hard onto his rock-hard shaft.
The flash of pain as he took my virginity was the most amazing thing. My eyes went blurry and I swear I saw stars as my tight pussy stretched around his hot, thick cock. The moan I made came all the way up from the depths of my stomach, filled with all the pent-up pleasure I'd saved up for this moment. Daddy's low groan echoed in my ears too, as he made himself fit, every last inch, inside of me, just as if he had been made to fit there. My lips worked inarticulately, making a desperate gabble. I wanted to thank him, wanted to cry out his name, wanted to thank God himself for granting me the answer to all of my players, but the pleasure that wracked my body kept me from stringing a single word together.