Nothing Sweeter Than a Step Daughter

“Ugh. Fuck yea, oh yeah, ummph, uh, uh, uh!”

Lilly heard him grunting in her ear. She couldn’t see his expression because he was behind her. It seemed like this spooning position was his favorite and doggy style a close second. Not like before, when it was sensual and she felt special.

“Yeah baby, oh sweetie. Just like that!”

Lilly rolled her eyes. She wasn’t doing anything but laying on her side, while he pumped his hips against her, his penis going in and out it’s short length, bringing him toward climax while she watched the muted tv in the corner of the room.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh jesus, oh jesus, yes, yes, yes!! Unnnnng!”

Lilly felt his arm grip wrap around her waist and pull her to him, as he rammed his hips to her buttocks and held there for a moment, tensed. Lilly felt the warm sensation of his cum pouring into her. His nails were digging into her tummy, his other hand was massaging her thigh, his mouth and teeth biting her young shoulder while their points of contact on her back, and ass were wet with his sweat. He thrust a few more times, and then his grip lightened. His hips fell back a bit, his member just barely still inserted.

As was the case these days, he was asleep in just moments, lightly snoring. Lilly waited until his cock has softened significantly and pulled forward slightly felling the head pop free. She slowly and gingerly got out of bed to make sure not to wake him. She stood up from her mother’s bed and walked along the carpet to the bathroom. Her body tingling from the early morning fuck, and her legs felt slimy when the rubbed each other in her sexy saunter to the bathroom. She grabbed some kleenex and began to clean up. A mixture of sperm, sweat and his saliva always left a fair amount of foul smelling human fluids on her. As she cleaned her vaginal lips as best she could she looked at herself in the mirror.

It had been about a year ago that she had first been impressed by her image in the mirror. She was halfway through sophomore year, anxiously anticipating finally getting her driver’s license. She was almost 5′ 2″, light brown hair, blue eyes, a swan like neck on a petite and shapely body. Her time at cheerleading, volleyball, tennis and dancing class has sculpted her frame and her body, which was almost 2/3 legs. Her obsession with her looks kept her from eating too much and her diligent tanning gave her skin the sunkissed look that drove him wild.

She quickly rinsed her mouth with some Scope. She didn’t like the taste of his penis, but she always took him in her mouth anyway. Lilly spit out the mouthwash and stepped to the side on her toes, her flexed legs, taught and muscular but smooth and supple curving out a pronounced hump for her rump. Her short midsection was firm and toned, a three piece fake diamond pendant swung from her navel piercing, sweeping from side to side. Her still growing breasts were about a 32 B, not overly impressive in size, but symmetrical, perky and her small areolas looked like little targets. Her shoulders sloping up her clavicle to her neck, up past her perfect ears, to her mass of shoulder length, slightly curling hair, tied up in a half-hazard wrap. He loved when her neck was exposed, she had learned that. Like she had learned everything he liked.

She looked out at Jim, he was in his late forties, had a bit of a pot belly, was graying at the temples, was probably really handsome when he was young and in shape, though now it was more like a pudgy face of character and a goatee. He had rolled onto his back and his now flaccid member was shrunken back to his unimpressive 3″. At least it grew to almost 6 when she turned him on. He may not sound like a great package but he was extremely smart, had a very nice paying job working for a defense contractor, often from home, and he was a very caring man. He had always been good to her, right from the start when he and her mom began dating. Her mom was never very motherly, so his kindness and genuine concern for her had been a godsend. She hadn’t been in a good place mentally, and he had brought her back from the brink, though she doubted he knew that now. Nor that he would care at this point. She was just a fuck doll, he didn’t even treat her like his special little girl anymore.

It had been back in sixth grade that her Mom had met Jim. Her mom Judy was a flight attendant and they had met on a flight. Her mother, who was very attractive for how nutty she was had met up with him at the baggage carousel, she could tell he made good money by his suit. That night after some drinks they have fucked like animals and Judy’s great body and penchant for partying and being pretty wild, especially in bet was enough for Jim. He wasn’t real smooth or suave, he was a bit socially awkward and Judy was by far the most attractive woman he had been with. Within a year they had married and Jim had taken Lilly like she was his own daughter and they had a better home life than Lilly have ever experienced.

Judy to her credit had never cheated on Jim, Lilly thought. At least she was pretty sure she hadn’t, though constantly on the go, who really knew. Lily had been very gangly then. Long skinny stork like legs, buck teeth and large glasses with a flat chest and the most unflattering clothes a girl could wear. She was a late bloomer, didn’t understand why her friends suddenly wanted to break the rules and party and kiss boys and act like they were older. She was admittedly a bit of a nerd, and very smart, though extremely self conscious. The boys made fun of her body, the girls made fun of her clothes and rigidness. She withdrew to herself, had a few close nerd friends, but spent the majority of her time alone. Jim had always consoled her, told her she was pretty and to not listen to the taunts and teasing. She grew to trust Jim and felt like he understood her. He wasn’t cool, or hip, didn’t dress with great style or pizazz, he was just a smart guy who was genuine and she felt like they were kindred spirits.

Lilly walked to the bed and leaned against the bedpost and watched him breathing. She caught a glimpse of herself in the vanity mirror and marveled again at herself. It had happened so fast. She first decided to get contacts because she was tired of the glasses jokes, plus she had just joined the volleyball team. She wasn’t a great athlete but they were a smaller town and they needed players and she had been talked into it. She found out quickly that she was pretty athletic and was getting more and more coordinated and she finished her early growth spurt and the rest of her body started catching up. Jim’s money had gotten her braces and by the time she was in her 8th grade year she was no longer gangly but had a pretty decent figure coming along, though she was still flat chested and dorky. When she entered high school she had added more sports to her repertoire and she had finally filled out, her legs now rounded and taut, her butt had started to stick out and finally she had begun to grow breasts. She no longer felt ugly, she didn’t think she was that hot but she did think she had a nice smile.

The boys had started paying attention to her and some of the snotty girls were warming to her but she hated them, all of them. They didn’t care about her before, so she wouldn’t care about them now. Though she really wanted to get back at them by joining the cheerleading team but ignoring them the rest of the time. She decided to start tanning when she saw the Jersey Shore girls doing it and then found a girl who did make up and hair videos on youtube, though she only used it for practice for her cosplay events, always washing it off after she was done putting it on. Jim always wanted her to be happy, he bought her any clothes or equipment she needed for school. He had never had an impure thought about her, just loved her and wanted to be a good step father for her. It was really all just a mistake, thought Lilly. Neither of them had planned for their relationship to go this way.

Back then it had been magical. Lilly constantly thought of herself as fucked up in her head. Even now knowing she could turn heads with her young frame and angelic made up face, she still felt woefully inadequate. She was still self conscious, the years of taunts and teasing would take therapy to resolve.