Dadcrush – Learning How To Touch Herself (Taylor May) From Step-dad

Title: Dadcrush: Learning How To Touch Herself (Taylor May) From Step-dad

The bedroom was dimly lit, casting an intimate glow on the two figures tangled in the sheets. Taylor May, a young, curious brunette, lay next to her step-dad, their bodies close but not quite touching. The air was thick with a forbidden tension, a taboo arousal that neither could deny.

“You want me to show you how to touch yourself?” her step-dad asked, his voice a low rumble in the silence. His gaze was intense, hungry, roaming over Taylor’s lithe body as if committing every curve to memory.

Taylor nodded, licking her lips nervously. “I… I think I’m ready to learn. I trust you.”

A smirk played on her step-dad’s lips as he reached out, trailing a finger along Taylor’s thigh. “I’ll go slow, baby girl. We’ll take it one step at a time.”

He started at the very beginning, his large hand cupping Taylor’s small one. He guided her fingers to her inner thigh, encouraging her to feel the warmth, the softness of her own skin. Taylor gasped at the sensation, her eyes widening with newfound curiosity.

“Touch yourself like this,” he whispered, moving her hand further up, letting her fingers brush against her mound through the thin fabric of her panties. “Slowly, gently.”

Taylor obeyed, a soft moan escaping her lips as she felt the heat building between her legs. Her step-dad watched, transported by the erotic sight. His cock twitched in his boxers, straining against the fabric, begging for release.

“Good girl,” he praised, his voice husky with need. “Now, let’s get these off you.”

He helped Taylor slip out of her panties, his fingers grazing her bare skin, making her shiver. Her pussy was already glistening, a testament to her arousal.

“See how wet you are, baby? Your body knows what it wants.”

He took her hand again, placing it on her mound. “Feel that? That’s your clit. It’s the key to your pleasure.”

Taylor let out a breathy sigh as her fingers brushed against the sensitive nub, a jolt of pleasure coursing through her. She started to rub herself, gaining confidence with each movement.

“That’s it, just like that,” her step-dad encouraged, his hand covering hers, guiding her touch. “Nice and slow.”

She was a quick learner, her hips starting to buck as she pleasured herself. Her breathing picked up, her chest heaving with each breath. The sight was too much for her step-dad to handle.

Reaching out, he slowly pulled down the strap of her nightgown, revealing one pert, rosy nipple. He leaned in, taking it into his mouth. Taylor cried out, her hand stilling for a moment before resuming her New trait.

“Daddy,” she whimpered, the word falling from her lips without thought. A mix of shame and pleasure flooded her at using such an intimate name, especially in this context.

Her step-dad simply smirked around her nipple, sucking harder, making her arch into him. His hand slid down, his fingers joining hers, helping her pleasure herself.

The sensation was overwhelming. Taylor’s eyes rolled back, her entire body trembling. She could feel the pressure building, a coiling tightness in her core. She was so close, teetering on the edge of something life-changing.

“Come for me, baby girl,” her step-dad commanded, his fingers pinching her clit, giving her the push she needed.

Taylor shattered, her pussy clenching, juices flowing. She cried out, her step-dad’s name a frenzied chant on her lips. He held her through it, his touch gentle, soothing her through the aftershocks.

As she came down, a sense of peace washed over her. She felt closer to her step-dad than ever before. She knew she’d never look at him the same way again. Not now that she’d tasted the forbidden fruit of his tutelage.

He laid back, pulling her into his arms. She cuddled into his chest, feeling safe and loved. Their thighs were pressed together, his erection obvious through his boxers.

“Did you enjoy your lesson, baby?” he asked, his voice a low purr.

Taylor nodded, a naughty smile playing on her lips. “Maybe… maybe you could teach me more sometime?”

Her step-dad chuckled, his hand traveling down to squeeze her ass. “Oh, I’ve got so much more to show you, Taylor. So, so much more.”

And with that promise, they drifted off to sleep, dreams of future lessons dancing in their heads.