Kali Roses, my stepdaughter, was standing in the kitchen, her hands busy stirring a large pot of cream. She was making ice cream, a rare treat in our household, and I couldn’t help but watch as she worked. Stepdad and stepdaughter alone in the kitchen, any idea about what comes next?
“Hey there, Kali,” I said, leaning against the doorframe. “How’s it going?”
“Hey, Dad,” she replied, not looking up from her task. “Just making some ice cream for dessert tonight. It’s for a study group I’m having over later.”
I nodded, watching as she poured the cream into a metal container and placed it in the ice cream maker. “That’s nice of you,” I said. “Studying for a test, huh? What’s the subject?”
“It’s for my biology class,” Kali replied, finally looking up at me. “We have a big test coming up, and I want to make sure I’m prepared.”
“Well, I’m sure you’ll do great,” I said, giving her a reassuring smile. “You’re a smart girl, Kali.”
She blushed at the compliment, her cheeks turning a light pink. “Thanks, Dad. I appreciate that.”
I couldn’t help but stare at her as she went back to work, her hands moving deftly as she prepared the ice cream. I felt my cock start to stir in my pants, and I quickly excused myself before she could notice.
But as I walked away, I couldn’t shake the image of Kali from my mind. I found myself thinking about her all day, my thoughts filled with dirty fantasies of what I wanted to do to her, like in some pervy family movie. And when I finally couldn’t take it anymore, I went back to the kitchen, hoping to catch a glimpse of her again.
And that’s when I saw her, standing there in a milkmaid outfit, her big tits on display. She looked so fucking sexy, and I couldn’t help myself. I started jerking off right there in the kitchen, my eyes glued to her curves.
“Dad, what are you doing?” Kali asked, her eyes wide with shock. “That’s disgusting! We’re stepdad and stepdaughter!”
“I’m sorry, Kali,” I panted, my hand moving faster. “I can’t help it. You look so fucking hot.”
“Stop it, Dad!” she said, turning away from me. “I’m going to tell Mom!”
“No, don’t!” I pleaded, my cock throbbing with need. “I’ll do anything. Just let me cum, Kali. Please.”
She hesitated for a moment, and then turned back to me, her eyes filled with lust. “Okay, Dad,” she said, her voice husky. “But you have to do something for me first.”
“Anything,” I gasped, my hand working my cock furiously.
“Milk me,” she said, her eyes sparkling with desire. “Milk my tits, Dad. I want to feel your hot cum on my skin.”
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I stepped forward, my hands reaching out to cup her breasts. I squeezed them, feeling their weight in my hands, and then leaned down to take a nipple in my mouth. I sucked and bit at it, feeling it harden against my tongue.
“Oh, Dad,” Kali moaned, her hands reaching out to grip my shoulders. “That feels so good.”
I continued to suck and bite at her nipples, my hands never stopping their assault on her tits. And then, when I couldn’t take it anymore, I pulled back and started the masturbation again, my cock throbbing with need.
“I’m going to cum, Kali,” I gasped, my hand moving faster.
“Cum for me, Dad,” she moaned, her hands reaching down to grip her own tits. “Cum all over my tits. I want to feel you cum.”
And with that, I came, my hot cum shooting out of my cock and landing all over Kali’s tits. She moaned, her hands rubbing my cum into her skin, her eyes filled with lust.
“That stepdad and stepdaughter action was so fucking hot, Dad,” she said, her voice husky. “
