Honey Hayes, my shy stepdaughter, had always been a sweetheart. Her soft smile and gentle demeanor made her seem even younger than her 18 years. I was surprised when she pulled me aside one evening, her eyes darting nervously. Was that leading to stepdad and stepdaughter porn?
“Dad, I need to talk to you about something,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper. I nodded, ushering her into my study, closing the door behind us.
“What’s on your mind, sweetheart?” I asked, sitting on the edge of my desk.
She took a deep breath, her cheeks flushing pink. “It’s just… I’m going to college soon, and I feel like I’m missing something important.” She looked down at her hands, twisting her fingers together.
“Missing something? Like what, Honey?” I probed gently.
“Honey, I… I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” I stammered.
She reached out, her hand on my knee. “Please, Dad. I trust you. I want it to be you.”
I felt a surge of perved family desires, my cock hardening at her touch. I looked at her, her eyes filled with a mix of innocence and lust. I knew I should walk away, but I couldn’t.
“Alright, sweetheart,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “But only if you’re sure about the stepdad and stepdaughter porn.”
She nodded, her eyes filled with determination. “Yes, Dad. I’m sure.”
I slipped my finger lower, finding her entrance. I slid it in, feeling her tightness. She was so tight, her pussy gripping my finger like a vice. I moved it in and out, slowly at first, then faster. She moaned, her body moving in time with my finger.
I pulled my finger out, sliding my hand around to grip her ass. I lifted her, turning her so she was straddling me. She looked down at me, her eyes filled with a mix of innocence and lust. I could see her pussy, her lips swollen and glistening. I leaned up, my tongue lapping at her. She gasped, her body jerking. I licked her again, this time sliding my tongue into her. She moaned, her hands gripping my hair.
I pulled my fingers out, bringing them to my mouth. I sucked them clean, her taste exploding on my tongue. She watched me, her eyes filled with a mix of shock and awe.
“That was amazing, Dad,” she said, her voice breathless.
I stood up, lifting her with me. I carried her to my bedroom, laying her down on the bed. I stood up, undressing quickly. She watched me, her eyes wide as I revealed my cock. It was hard and thick, the head already glistening with pre-cum.
“Is that… is that going to fit inside me?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
I nodded, climbing onto the bed. I positioned myself between her legs, my cock poised at her entrance. “It might hurt at first, sweetheart,” I said, my voice soft. “But I promise, it’ll feel good.”
I pushed the head of my cock into her, feeling her tightness. She gasped, her body tensing. I moved slowly, giving her time to adjust. I could feel her pussy stretching, her tightness gripping my cock like a vice. I slid in further, until I was fully inside her.
“Oh, God, Dad,” she moaned, her hands gripping my shoulders. “It feels so full.”
I started to move, slowly at first, then faster. She matched my rhythm, her body moving in time with mine. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock, her juices coating it. I leaned down, my tongue finding her nipple. I sucked and nibbled on it, feeling her body tense.
“Harder, Dad,” she begged. “Fuck me harder.”
I obliged, my hips slamming into hers. She was moaning, her body convulsing with each thrust. I could feel her pussy tightening, her orgasm building. I reached between us, finding her clit. I rubbed it gently, feeling her body tense.
“Oh, God, Dad,” she cried out. “I’m coming. I’m coming.”
I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock, her orgasm ripping through her. I groaned, my own orgasm following hers. I came, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my seed.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, our breaths ragged. I pulled out of her, rolling onto my back. She curled up next to me, her head resting on my chest.
“Thank you, Dad,” she said, her voice soft. “That stepdad and stepdaughter porn was amazing.”
I smiled, pulling her closer. “You’re welcome, sweetheart. Anytime.”
We fell asleep like that, our bodies entwined, our hearts beating as one.
The next morning, I woke up to find Honey already awake, her eyes filled with a newfound confidence. She smiled at me, stepdad and stepdaughter, her hand tracing the line of my jaw.
“Good morning, Dad,” she said, her voice soft.
I smiled back, my hand cupping her cheek. “Good morning, sweetheart. How are you feeling?”
She leaned in, her lips brushing against mine. “Like I’m ready for college,” she whispered.
