Step Daughter’s Appreciation.

I met my current wife when I was in my late 20’s. She was a few years older than me and had a nine year old daughter. I had been a bachelor for a little over year since my divorce and had sewed my wild oats enough. I was ready to settle down once again and give a committed relation another try. Heather, my wife, and I clicked immediately. She had been in an abusive relationship and like me was looking as well to settling down after being single for 2 years.

In addition, her daughter (Samantha) needed a father figure in her life as her biological father was a dead beat. Samantha was a loving child. She and I became close quickly. After dating for 6 months Heather and I decided to move into together. We rented a 4 bedroom house so Heather and I had a room, Samantha had her own room, and my son and daughter had room when they visited every other weekend. We lived together for a year and finally got married. Everything was great, Heather and my relationship was wonderful. We complimented each other perfectly, our outlook on life was the same and our sex life was unbelievable. I have never met a woman like her, her sex drive and desires are identical to mine. She is open minded and willing to do anything sexually, as long as it is pleasurable.
We lived in complete harmony until Samantha hit her teenage years. She became increasingly independent and the once loving relationship we shared turned sour. I became the root of all problems in her eyes. I was too demanding of her in school, I was out of touch with teenage needs, I was too strict. The same song and dance everyone in this situation has to face. During the same time my son and daughter came to live with us. All this placed a heavy strain on Heather and my relationship. Samantha had a half-sister from her biological father’s first marriage. When Samantha turned 17 she dropped out of high school and went to live with her half sister.

Her and her sister lived together for about a year. Things were rough from the start, Samantha took the same all about me attitude up there and soon they were fighting at every turn. In the mean time, Samantha had met a young man that lived in the town her sister lived in. He was 24, had his own place, and a well paying occupation. His name was Kyle and soon she moved into his house.

During this time Heather had only heard from Samantha twice. Samantha accused Heather of siding with me against her and therefore refused to communicate. She would only talk to Heather as long as Heather called her. As you can imagine this killed Heather, but she marched through it. We had my son and daughter to raise and they had entered their terrible teens as well. We both worried about her all the time, but knew we could not do a thing for her until she learned what it was she had to learn. Kyle and Samantha’s relationship grew and after a year Kyle proposed. This was the pick that broke the ice for us and Samantha. She so wanted to share this with her mother. She called telling the good news and asked for her mother’s forgiveness.

They got married and for the next 5 years they seemed really happy. Samantha gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Christina. Once the baby arrived their relationship changed. Kyle no longer looked at Samantha the same, he did not treat her same. He did not want to spend time with her. Things got really bad and Samantha and Christina came to live with Heather and me. Needless to say a nasty custody episode pursued. After what felt like an eternity, Samantha won custody and Kyle was out of her life.

Heather and I agreed it would be best for her and Christina to stay with us; we had plenty of room. I told her it would be best for her and Christina if she enter college and worked part time. Heather had become a stay at home wife a couple years prior and would be able to watch Christina while Samantha was away. Up to the point that Samantha had moved back to our house our relationship stayed on rocky ground. When she would visit we would be nice and even a little loving to each other, but she never really desired to be close to me. She seemed to still hold resentment toward me. During the custody battle I paid for everything and helped guide the fight so she would prevail. After that and the offer to put her through college the ice melted. She broke down one night and apologized to Heather and me for everything she had put us through and that she did not deserve what we had done and was doing for her.

Life was great once again. I must take a moment to explain a few more things before I get into the heart of this story. As I had stated before Heather is extremely sexual and open minded and she shared everything with her daughter. So Samantha knew full and well about her mother and me. See once all the kids had left the house to live on their own, Heather and I entered into an alternate and open lifestyle. We knew friends that would get together and if the sexual urges would arise would have group sex. We started exploring a sexual world I could never imagine. But I will save those stories for later. Heather had shared most, if not all, of our adventures with Samantha.

One weekend when Kyle had visitation with Christina, Heather and I took Samantha to a club that catered to our lifestyle. Both the girls dressed in the sexiest outfits they could find. I must say I had never seen Samantha look so sexual, I had never thought of her that way before. I had always noticed that she looked a lot like her mother, but this night she was unbelievable. Heather is 5’3” dark skinned brunette, 38C-24-36, 125lbs. Even though she is 45 you would swear she is in her 30’s. Samantha is 5’4” dark skinned brown haired, 40DD-22-34, 125lbs. She is 25. Together they look more like sisters. I could not help myself, every chance I got I explored Samantha’s sexy body with my eyes. I think on a couple of occasions she noticed, but did not say anything.

We had a blast that night. We met up with some friends we knew and they had an after club party setup. We told Samantha she was welcome, but things would probably get sexual and if she wanted she could take the care and go home and we would get a cab in the morning. She wanted to go with us. Heather and I grinned and said alright, but once there she had to live with what happened. She said she was s big girl and it was time for her to enjoy life.

Once we arrived it was not long until couple our female friends got naked and in the hot tub. I joined the 2 ladies in the hot tub while Heather entertained their husbands in one of the back bedrooms, she so loves multiple partners. I had completely forgotten about Samantha being there, as my attention was focused on the 2 lovelies working my cock and mouth into submission. While we were all having fun she had met another couple that showed up late. They were more her age and immediately all 3 were attracted. To Heather and my surprise she spent the whole time in another bedroom with them. She had never had group sex before nor had sex with a woman before. Well both those cherries were popped that night.
I was sitting at the bar relaxing and catching my breath whiles my 2 lady friends finished themselves off on the couch. I look up and Samantha entered the room without anything on. She sees me sitting there, turned red and pauses. I am mesmerized. Even though I had just fucked a marathon race with two fine ladies my dick started to immediately get hard. This made me extremely uncomfortable, especially since Samantha was staring at it as it was growing. It felt as though we were frozen there forever, I finally broke the awkwardness by telling her it was ok everyone else is naked as well. She grinned and entered the kitchen to get a drink. Not much later we all got dressed and we left for the house. It was 6 am in the morning when we got home. We were all 3 tired, so we took showers and hit the bed.

I could not get the image of Samantha’s naked body out of my head. As I was laying there all I could think about is how wonderful it would feel to hold her, kiss her, to feel her warmth. I felt so guilty; she was my step daughter I should not be feeling this way. My cock was raging hard and hurting. I had been fucking all night and here I was with a full erection and ready to go like I had not had any pussy in a year. I knew I could not get to sleep in this condition, so I turned to Heather and rubbed it on her ass. She immediately responded to my touch and to how hard I was. I told her I wanted to finish the night buried in her ass. She purred, reached into her nightstand and produced a bottle of lubricant. I applied it to her tight little asshole and my raging cock. I slowly slid it into her hot anal cavity as she lay on her side. My cock was so hard that I needed her assistance in pushing back to get it past her anal ring. Once in she started bucking back and forth. She started moaning loudly and begging for me to fuck her in her ass. I am sure Samantha could her us which turned me on even more. I wanted her to her me fucking her mother. I wanted her to know I was pleasing her. As I start to pick up the pace and take over I envisioned it was Samantha I was ass fucking. It was Samantha that was screaming and begging for me to take her ass. My mind was a blur of erotic images all of Samantha taking my cock. I heard my wife scream out in pure ecstasy as she was thrown into one climax after another. This only heightened my arousal as I knew for sure Samantha was listening; only the dead would not here Heather at this point. I felt the head and shaft of my cock expand; I was not going to last much longer. With a vigor like I had never felt I thrust my full cock deep into Heather’s ass. I exploded like I had never exploded before. I pumped a huge wad of cum into my wife’s hot tight ass.

As I regained control I slid to the side and lay back down. Heather rolled over and asked what just got into me, she had never felt me let loose like that before. I told her she drove me crazy and that I just could not help myself. I hoped to god she did not sense my desire and passion was a product of my thoughts of Samantha. She knew Samantha had experienced a wild night and that she walked out in front of me naked. I laid there until I passed out wondering if she suspected anything.

I woke up around 5 pm that evening; I smelled something cooking in the kitchen. I got up to investigate, as my stomach was eating itself. I walked in the kitchen and saw Heather in a tight little pair of boy shorts and no top cooking some hamburgers. Samantha was sitting at the kitchen island in a house robe, which was not tied all that tight and revealing much of her legs and ass as well as a fair share of cleavage. They both greeted me good morning and laughed about it being 5 pm. Samantha asked me if I was worn-out, especially after that wild ass fuck she had to listen to before we went to sleep. She went on to explain that she and probably the whole neighborhood heard Heather scream for me to fuck her in the ass. I apologized and laughed. We all chuckled and nothing else was really said.

For the next couple of months Samantha would meet the couple she met and the house party whenever Christina was with Kyle. She would leave on Friday and return on Sunday. She was opening herself up to a whole new world of pleasure and fun. She was somewhat of a prude during her marriage, as Kyle was not that experienced nor exciting in bed, but now she wanted to experience it all. She had never been with a woman, now she loved pussy. She never liked to be cummed on or have cum in her mouth, now she was a cum hound. The one thing she had never tried and was not willing to was anal sex. She was extremely curious, but said she was to afraid of the pain and to do it she would really half to trust the guy. We teased her and said if it ever happened she will never go back to getting it in the pussy only.
During those couple of months Samantha and I became extremely close. She constantly thanked me for everything I had done and was doing for her. She also kept apologizing for all the trouble she caused me.