Filthy Rich, a millionaire in his late forties, sat in his plush study, nursing a glass of scotch. The late afternoon sun streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow on the room. His new stepdaughter, Kyler Quinn, a petite 18-year-old blonde with sparkling blue eyes and a mischievous smile, had moved in, step daughter with step dad and mom, just a few weeks ago. Her room was a constant state of disarray, clothes strewn about as if a tornado had swept through. It drove him crazy, but there was something about her that he couldn’t quite put his finger on.
“Kyler!” he called out, snapping his fingers to get her attention. “Go clean up your perved family room, it’s a mess!”
She rolled her eyes but complied, traipsing off to the bathroom to freshen up. He couldn’t help but notice the way her jeans hugged her curves, the thought of her panties underneath making him squirm. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but the image was too enticing. He walked over to her room, the scent of her perfume lingering in the air.
He found a pair of her panties on the floor, a delicate lace number in a soft pink. He picked them up, his heart pounding as he brought them to his nose. The scent was intoxicating, a heady mixture of her and something sweet. He was still sniffing them when she walked back in, her eyes widening in surprise.
“What are you doing with my panties?” she asked, a smirk playing on her lips.
“Kyler,” he started, but she cut him off.
“It’s hot that you like my panties, isn’t it, Daddy?” she said, her voice sultry. “You like smelling them, don’t you?”
He couldn’t deny it. He nodded, his eyes locked on hers. She bit her lip, her eyes darkening with step daughter with step dad desire.
“Show me,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
He dropped the panties and pulled her close, his lips crashing down on hers. She melted into him, her hands tangling in his hair. He could taste the sweetness of her scent on her lips, and it drove him wild. He trailed kisses down her neck, her soft moans spurring him on.
He lifted her up, carrying her to the bed. He laid her down gently, his hands exploring her body. He teased her nipples through her shirt, making her squirm. He pulled her jeans off, his eyes lingering on her lacy panties. He hooked his fingers into them, pulling them off slowly. Her shaved pussy was already glistening, her clit peeking out from its hood.
“Fuck, Kyler,” he groaned, his cock straining against his pants.
She reached out, rubbing him through his pants. “Let me see it,” she demanded.
He quickly removed his clothes, his cock springing free. She licked her lips, her eyes widening at the sight of him. She took him in her hand, her soft fingers wrapping around his shaft. She stroked him slowly, her thumb rubbing against the tip.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He pushed her back onto the bed, his mouth finding her pussy. He licked her slowly, his tongue teasing her clit. She moaned, her hips bucking against his face. He slid two fingers into her, curling them to hit her G-spot. She was soaking wet, her pussy clenching around his fingers.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she begged, her voice breathless.
He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with need. He pushed in slowly, her tight pussy stretching to accommodate him. She moaned, her nails digging into his back. He started to move, his hips thrusting against hers. She met every thrust, her teen body moving in sync with his.
“Harder,” she demanded, her voice a moan.
He obliged, his hips slamming against hers. The bed creaked under their weight, their bodies slick with sweat. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her orgasm building.
“Deeper,” she begged, her voice a whimper.
He pushed in as far as he could, his cock hitting her cervix. She cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her. He could feel her pussy pulsing around him, her juices coating his cock. He pulled out, his cock glistening with her cum.
She sat up, her eyes dark with desire. She straddled him, her pussy lowering onto his face. He licked her slowly, his tongue lapping up her juices. She ground against him, her body shuddering as another orgasm washed over her.
He could feel his own orgasm building, his cock throbbing in his hand. He sat up, his mouth finding hers in a passionate kiss. He broke the kiss, his cock sliding into her pussy. She moaned, her body wrapping around him. He thrust into her, his hips moving in a rhythm as old as time.
“Cum for me, Daddy,” she begged, her voice a moan.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. He groaned, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body milking every last drop from him.
Stepdad and stepdaughter collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. He pulled her close, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he should feel guilty, but all he felt was satisfaction.
A few days later, he was in his study, jerking off to her dirty panties again. He heard her footsteps behind him, but he didn’t turn around.
“What are you doing, Daddy?” she asked, her voice soft.
He turned to face her, his cock still in his hand. She bit her lip, her eyes darkening with desire.
“It’s just a step daughter with step dad fantasy, Kyler,” he said, his voice rough. “It’s not real.”
She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “For now, Daddy,” she said, her voice a promise.
