She had never really paid attention before but daddy's brown eyes had green speckles in them. She continued to focus on the details of his face. His goatee suddenly didn't seem so outdated; it suited him perfectly. He had a nice jawline. Defined and strong. Speaking of strong, she never noticed how broad his shoulders were. He was a good looking man even if he was pushing fifty. Her mind wandered. What's he like in bed? Her ponderings were interrupted by his hand trailing down her sternum between her breasts.
"You've grown into a beautiful woman, Loren. Any man would be lucky to know you intimately. And you're a spitting image of your mother when I first met her. Same pretty face. Same full bell-shaped breasts."
What was happening? This felt different. A good different, but different.
"Does this bother you?" He queried. "Touching you like this?" He rested his hand below her bust.
"No..." She said softly, secretly eager for more of his touch.
"Good. If it doesn't bother you, it doesn't bother me." The palm of his hand cupped underneath a breast. He extended his thumb to her nipple and rolled over it caressingly. "Your breasts are just beautiful."
Loren's hard nipples were centre of large pancake areolas. She never knew how unusual the size of her areolas were until communal showers after gym class in high school. For three years she was nicknamed Helipad Loren. Kids can be so cruel.
"I've always felt self-conscious about them." She shared.
"Trust me." He assured. "Your breasts are perfect."
She thought a moment. "What about mama's?"
"Don't get me wrong." He continued. "Her's are beautiful, but they don't match up to your young eighteen-year-old perky breasts, it's just physics."
Loren liked the compliments he gave her. It felt good to be acknowledged and understood and supported. He closed in on her, forcing her back onto her pillow. Was this really happening? She had a flood of emotions take over, but the one thing she knew was that she enjoyed every touch of his, and she wanted more. She gazed up at him towering over her petite slender frame. He lowered his head, flicking his tongue at her nipple, then latched on like a suckling baby. And he nursed.
"Ohhh..." She moaned, her hand cradling the back of his head.
His face lit up excitedly. "Are you into it?"
She bit her bottom lip and nodded. It felt amazing.
"How about this. I'll coach you through the motions of intimacy and help you gain some confidence. Then you'll be ready for the next time sex comes up."
His proposition was surreal but who better to coach her through something like this than her own stepdad? She felt safe with him. She trusted him. And quite frankly she was enjoying her stepdad touching her like this. "But what about mama?"
"I don't think she needs to know. Do you?"
"No." She replied.
He ventured down between her thighs and brushed her vulva with the back of his hand. "How about we start with taking these panties off?"
She nodded and wriggled out of her panties. Then she spread her legs wide open in front of him.
"Just as blonde as your mother down here, too." He said playfully, lightly twirling her pubic hair between his fingers. "How far did Mark go inside you?" He asked curiously.
"Umm, he had most of his fingers inside me, up to his knuckles." She divulged.
"Did it hurt you?"
She shook her head.
"Good. Sounds like your pussy adapts well to things being pushed inside. I don't want you to feel any discomfort while I'm coaching you, but if you don't like something, tell me."
"Okay, daddy." She understood.
He dipped his head down between her thighs and gave little pecks on her bushy cunt. "If I was eighteen right now, you'd be in a lot of trouble young lady." He teased. "You'd never catch a break."
She giggled, and awaited in anticipation for his tongue to slip inside her, but he pulled away instead. He popped up and removed his joggers. She could see his cock bulging against his underwear. Her mind went wild. How big was it? How would it feel throbbing deep inside her? What would his hot seed feel like when he came?
"Give me your hand." He directed.
She reached out and he placed her hand over her hairy snatch.
"I'm going to coach you in how to use your fingers inside your pussy, okay?"
It seemed easy enough, but then again, why hadn't she ever done it before? What stopped her from exploring more of herself? "Okay." She found her bean first, and rubbed it. This part was familiar. It was an activity she did at least once every night before falling asleep.
"There you go... Gentle rubs..." He commentated.
Loren stared at her stepdad's engorged member pressing against his underwear. The thought of him being inside her was beyond arousing. She whimpered softly looking deeply into her daddy's eyes, "Ohhh..."
He reached down into his underwear and began to stroke his fully erect dong. "You have daddy nice and hard..."
"I want to cum soon." She said, breathing heavily and rubbing down her wet slit more vigoriously.
"Not yet." He firmly instructed. "Push as many fingers as you can down into the well of your pussy as far as they'll go."
"Daddy..." She winced. "I'm so close..."
"Trust me, baby girl." He explained. "Stretch that cunt out with as many fingers as you can."
She plunged all four fingers downwards into her swollen pink hole. They slid all the way in with ease, then she clenched her lower muscles. "My pussy is so tight around my fingers." She panted.
Her dad smirked. "Your pussy would be really tight around my cock."
Grinning, she continued to pump away, fingers sloshing in and out. "I'm getting close again... So close... I want to cum." Her eyes pleaded for his permission to orgasm.
"Not yet, baby girl." He told her with a smile. "We have more lesson to cover."
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A Lesson in Confidence | 18+ Stepdaddy/daughter
Short StoryLoren's a virgin and doesn't want to be, but whenever things get steamy with her boyfriend, her nerves get the best of her. Will she ever be ready? Maybe stepdaddy can help... **VOTE UP and leave a comment! **