My step-daughter and I get closer.
My step-daughter and I get closer.
Sex Story Author: | PO469 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Don't worry about it. I have been hearing you and Mom in the next room making love almost every night. |
Sex Story Category: | Blowjob |
Sex Story Tags: | Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Fiction, Incest, Masturbation, Older Male / Female |
I walked down the hall. As I passed my step-daughter’s room I heard a moan. The thought of sex never entered my head. My first thought was that maybe she had fallen or something and was injured. I opened the door. “Tracy, are you alright?” As I spoke I saw her on her bed, legs spread wide. Her right hand was pumping a bright red dildo into her cunt and her left lifted one of her tits up so she could suck her own nipple. She jumped and reached down and pulled the sheet over herself. Bright red with embarrassment, I quickly exited her room and shut the door behind me.
I had married Tracy’s mom about six months ago. Tracy and I were OK with each other. We didn’t hang out or even talk a lot but I think we both liked each other. Her dad had died about two years ago. Her mom, Dottie and I work together and a few months after her husbands death we started having coffee together on our breaks and talking. She told me how lonely she was feeling and asked if I had a girlfriend. I told her that we had broken up and that she had moved out. We started dating and on the third date, I got her into my bed. Dottie was a real hot lay. As much as she enjoyed the sex and got into it, I could tell why she was feeling lonely, or would it be more correct to say horny. Two months later we were married. Dottie was 39 and I was 45 when we married. I let my little apartment go and moved into Dottie’s house. I had only met Tracy three or four times before Dottie and I decided to get married.
About an hour after I had interrupted Tracy, I was in the living room watching TV when she walked into the room. She was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. I could see that she was not wearing a bra. She seldom did. It was easy to tell from the movement as she walked and the bumps that her nipples made in her shirt. “Tracy, I’m so so sorry. I didn’t realize…” Before I had finished the sentence she said, “That’s OK I was shocked but from the look on your face, I could tell that you were not expecting to see what you saw.
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