Offer Me Some Guidance, Stepdaddy

Sweat glistened on my skin as I toiled away in the garage, tinkering with my old Chevy. The summer heat was suffocating, but I wanted to get the engine purring like a kitten before hitting the road for vacation. Lost in focus, I didn’t notice my stepdaughter, Holly, approaching until she was right behind me.

“Stepdaddy, can I talk to you about something?” Holly’s voice was honey-sweet, a direct contrast to the sultry look in her eyes. I turned to face her, wiping the sweat from my brow with a greasy rag. The young blonde had clearly been sunbathing, her golden skin glowing. She wore a white string bikini, her pert breasts straining against the flimsy fabric, nipples poking through like rosebuds. The tiny triangles barely covered her shaven slit.

“What is it, princess?” I asked, trying to keep my eyes on her face. Holly bit her lower lip, a coy smile playing on her lips. She stepped closer, her voluptuous body filling my vision.

“I’ve noticed you looking at me.” Holly reached out, tracing a finger along my chest. “And I think it’s only fair that I make a move, considering…” She leaned in, her lips grazing my ear. “I’m not wearing panties.”

My breath hitched as Holly’s fingers dipped into my waistband. I looked around, paranoid someone would see us. But we were alone, the house empty. Feeling emboldened, I grabbed Holly’s ass, kneading the firm flesh. She let out a soft moan.

“Let’s go inside, baby girl,” I growled, my cock already hardening. Holly took my hand, leading me to the house. As soon as we were in the kitchen, I pinned her against the counter, claiming her mouth in a heated kiss. Holly melted into me, her tongue eagerly tangling with mine.

I trailed kisses down her neck, tasting the salt on her skin. My hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts and sliding between her thighs. She was soaking, dripping nectar on my fingers. I teased her opening, not penetrating, adding to the agonizing pleasure.

“Stepdaddy,” Holly whimpered, her hips rolling against my hand. “I need you.”

With a primal grunt, I scooped Holly up, carrying her to my bedroom. I lowered her on the bed, admiring her beauty. Her hair splayed across the pillows, blonde locks contrasting with the dark comforter. Lust-filled eyes watched me undress, pleading for something more. I discarded my clothes, my hard cock springing free, thick and throbbing.

Holly licked her lips, reaching for me. I guided myself into her hot mouth, groaning as she suckled the tip. Her tongue swirled around the head, tracing the sensitive underside. She bobbed up and down, taking me deeper with each move.

Reluctantly pulling her off, I pushed Holly onto her back. I spread her thighs, exposing her glistening, swollen pussy. I buried my face between her legs, lapping at her juices like a man dying of thirst. Holly cried out, writhing beneath me, fingers tangled in my hair.

I brought her close to the edge, then backed off, wanting to hear my name on her lips as she came undone. Hitching her legs over my shoulders, I thrust deep inside her tight heat, groaning at the exquisite sensation. Holly moaned, her walls clenching around me, pulling me deeper.

I pounded into her, using my thumb to rub her clit. Sweat dripped down my chest, mingling with hers. Holly grabbed my ass, urging me faster, harder. Our slapping flesh filled the room, punctuated by her breathy moans and my guttural grunts.

“You like that, baby girl?” I rasped, my voice strained with pleasure. “You like when stepdaddy fucks you?”

“Yes,” Holly keened. “More, please.”

With a suddenness, I flipped her over, entering her from behind. I gripped her hips, slamming into her, the new angle letting me reach even deeper. Holly pushed back against me, meeting my powerful thrusts.

I leaned over her, my chest against her back, one hand snaking around to play with her breasts. I twisted her nipples, throwing off her rhythm, making her lose herself in sensation. She panted, drool smearing her chin as she drooled in pleasure.

“Come on my cock, baby,” I urged, feeling my balls tightening. “I want to feel you squeeze me.”

Holly whined, her pussy fluttering around me. I pinched her clit, forcing her over the edge. She screamed, her body convulsing, squeezing me like a vice. My orgasm crashed into me, my shaft pulsing as I painted her insides with my seed.

I collapsed next to Holly, both of us panting. I pulled her limp body into my arms, cradling her head on my chest. She nuzzled against me, content and sated. I brushed her hair from her face, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Rest up, princess,” I said, a wicked grin on my lips. “We’re going to do that again soon.”