Ashley is a self-proclaimed littlebrat who seduced her stepfather 5 hours after her 18th birthdayparty. This is her story.
For threeyears Derrick was just part of the furniture. I had quite a busy life anddidn’t really pay attention to every guy my mother brought home. Who does?Despite her quick change of taste in men she managed to stick with him. Ididn’t mind, because he stayed out of my way and I did the same. We’d say good morningand that was it. What the fuck was I supposed to say to a guy that’s almost 40?He wasn’t unattractive, but he didn’t exactly make my pink lips moist if youknow what I mean. Anyway, he was giving me a lift to a friend’s house themorning before my birthday party. Turning 18 on a Wednesday wasn’t exactly myidea of fun so we planned something for Saturday. Last minute arrangements hadto be made and Derrick came in handy every now and again when I needed a set ofwheels.
Halfway tomy friend’s house the car broke down. There we stood, in the middle of thefucking highway with the sun blaring down. The last thing I wanted to do wassweat, but even my shortcut jeans and tank-top wasn’t going to allow this. Atthat point I was very frustrated, because nothing was working out and all Ineeded to send me over the edge was to be stranded with my mother’s latesthusband. But Derrick made a few calls and after about 30 minutes his friendstopped behind us. The breakdown service had just started pulling Derrick’s caraway when I noticed his friend was driving a two-seater. You had to be fuckingkidding me. Derrick was thinking the same thing - who is going to sit where? Heoffered to wait for another lift or a taxi, but I could see he was just asfrustrated. It would only be a couple of miles then I would be out, what couldhappen?
It wasn’ttoo hard to get in, but finding an appropriate way to sit was something else.After some uncomfortable wiggling I managed to find a spot a few inches awayfrom his lap and towards his knees. Unfortunately I didn’t notice that I wassliding down as we started driving away. I could feel that Derrick wassquirming a little bit, but I thought he was just trying his best not to feellike a perv. Then it poked me. I actually felt his cock getting harder againstmy butt cheek. Instinctively I turned my head to look at him, ready to punchhim in the face. The poor guy didn’t know where his eyes should be. To makematters worse, the more nervous he got the harder his dick grew.
My hand wasalready in the form of a fist as the car struck a bump in the road. My headbanged against the roof and the pain shot down my spine, but what I felt firstwas Derrick’s hand on my thigh, stopping me from sliding down even more. Thestrange thing was that he didn’t let go, he just left his hand there. Insteadof punching him I moved my hips a little bit. This made him squeeze a littleharder. Can you tell that I liked it? His friend was blabbering away, butneither of us paid attention. In fact, I was starting to sweat more in theair-conditioned car than I did outside. I decided to lift myself up and pushback. I settled at just the right angle, because if our clothes weren’t in theway he would’ve felt my wet pussy directly on his dick. Now it was gettinginteresting. The blabbering friend didn’t even notice that Derrick’s hand wasedging higher up my thigh.
I couldn’thelp myself, I just had to increase the grinding and a hard riding sports carwas a perfect excuse to rattle around. It wasn’t nearly as elegant as alap-dance at a strip club, but it really did something for Derrick. At onepoint he grabbed my ass as well, trying to show me I should stop. I honestlydon’t know how his face got so red, because I knew the majority of his bloodwas pumping against my cunt. I simply didn’t have the power to stop. I was toointrigued with the moment so I just kept pushing him.
This isprobably a good time to tell you that I’m not exactly a virgin anymore. How Ilost it is a story for another time, but rest assured I’ve been around theblock. However, I should add that my experience with actual penetration is somewhatminimal. I’ve sucked more guys off than I can count, but in terms of actual sexI’ve only done it twice. Now, to get back to my interesting situation…..
When hisfriend finally kept his mouth shut I chimed in with stupid stuff like, “Ireally like my new daddy” and “I’m going to need a shower after this trip.” IfI can remember correctly the one thing I said that got the biggest reactionfrom the bulge between Derrick’s legs was, “I hope my stepdaddy can love me asmuch as I love him.” I think he actually jerked a little. His friend looked atme as if I was retarded, obviously, but he didn’t know that I was mentallyfucking my stepfather’s dick.
When we wereonly a few miles away from my destination I really turned up the heat. I swayedmy upper body towards Derrick, putting his focus in line with my nipples. Ifyou haven’t figured out by now, they might as well have poked holes into mytop. The tips of his finger were already starting to dig into my jeans as Ikept throwing my hips with the movement of the car. I decided to end things offwith a bang, so I turned the radio up high and quickly fell back to whisper inDerrick’s ear, “Cum for me daddy.”
If you want the full story then the book is available at Amazon entitled - Stepdaughters's Confession: Ashley