Step Sister’s Secret Obsession – Skylar Vox – Family Therapy

Title: “Step Sister’s Secret Obsession”

In the heart of suburbia, in a modest two-story house, lived the Adams family. Alex, the doting father, worked hard to provide for his family. His wife, Lila, was a loving mother who balanced work and home beautifully. And then there was Candi, their teenage daughter from Lila’s previous marriage. Candi was a handful – rebellious, opinionated, and always on her phone. Little did the family know, Candi harbored a secret obsession – an unquenchable lust for Alex, her stepfather.

Candi first noticed Alex’s physique when she was 14. To her, he was no longer just the man her mother married but a mature, handsome figure with a tight body. She’d sneak glances at him working out in the garage, his muscles rippling under a sheen of sweat. At night, alone in her bed, Candi would touch herself, imagining it was Alex’s hands caressing her body.

A few months ago, Candi’s secret world of fantasy came crashing into reality. Alex, home for his birthday weekend from his out-of-town work arrangement, was shorts-shorts wearing. Candi couldn’t help but stare at his package, her breath catching in her throat. One thing led to another, and a stolen moment later, Candi’s desires became reality.

From that day forward, Candi’s obsession increased exponentially. She started to scheme on how to have Alex to herself more often. Her academic performance dipped as her bedroom performance increased, much to Lila’s consternation. Candi had become a naughty girl, one with a naughty secret.

One rainy afternoon found Candi lounging on the couch, clad in a skimpy tank top and booty shorts, binge-watching a volume of videos inspired by the interactive concept of “Follow Your Passion.” As a notion, the ‘Follow Your Passion’ talk show was a empowering, sex-positive force. However, in Candi’s case, her passion, Alex, transcended the realm of the theoretical.

“Hey sunshine,” Alex said jovially, walking in from work. “How’s my favourite stepdaughter doing today?”

Candi flushed, guiltily averting her eyes. “I’m good, Alex. How about you?”

“Tired,” he chuckled. “But the weekend is here, and that’s what comes with the job.”

Candi bit her lip, a wicked thought entering her mind. She sat up, the tank top falling off one shoulder. Alex’s gaze lingered on her youthful cleavage before he caught himself.

“It’s getting late. Mind if I crash on the couch? My room is messy,” Candi said sweetly.

Alex hesitated. “Sure thing, kiddo. I need a shower.”

As the sound of water running filled the house, Candi made her move. She peeled off her clothes, baring her tight teen body, leaving on only her skimpiest pair of underwear. Returning to the living room, her heart pounded as she heard Alex’s footsteps approaching. She positioned herself on the couch, looking adorable in her barely-there lingerie.

Alex stopped short, jaw dropping. “Candi! What… why…?”

Candi looked up, dark eyes full of need. “I’m hot, Alex. It’s so stuffy in here. I just wanted you to see me like this.”

Alex stumbled for words. “But… we agreed… your mom would kill me…”

Candi propped herself on one elbow, causing her perky tits to strain against the lingerie. “But I want you, Alex. I’ve wanted you for so long. Just look at me, see how badly I need you.”

Alex’s eyes roved hungrily over her curves, his resolve crumbling. His large cock stirred to full mast in his loose shorts. Candi saw it, swallowed, and spread her thighs just a little. The damp patch on her panties was clearly visible.

“Tell me what you want, Alex,” Candi breathed. “I’ll be your perfect little girl. Your little fuck toy.”

With a groan, Alex surged forward, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss. His strong hands ravaged her small body, caressing every inch. Candi moaned as Alex pushed aside her soaked panties, fingering her dripping hole as she sucked his rigid cock.

“No, I want your cock, Daddy,” Candi whimpered. “I want it so bad!”

Alex obliged, flipping her over and slamming his thick shaft into her tight pussy. Candi screamed in ecstasy, his enormous member stretching her virgin folds deliciously. Alex pounded her relentlessly, his heavy balls slapping her clit as he fucked her with utter abandon.

“Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck your little girl!” Candi wailed, pushing back eagerly. “Make me your little slut!”

Alex gripped her petite hips, hammering into her intensely. Candi shuddered and screamed as orgasmic waves crashed over her. Alex roared as he buried himself deep, pumping load after hot load into her spasming cunt.

They collapsed together, spent and sweaty. Alex pulled out and tucked himself away awkwardly. “We can’t… Alex,” Candi began tearfully.

“I know,” Alex said heavily. “This never happened. We didn’t just cross a line.”

Candi bit her lip, her pussy still leaking his cum. “Then make it happen again. And again. And again. I want you so much, Alex.”

Alex looked at her, a mix of shock, desire and shame on his face. He knew he couldn’t resist. He would be her secret toy, her big, bad, forbidden lover. And she would be his obsessive little fuck slut.

Their eyes met, and they knew there could be no denying the forbidden pleasure between them. In that moment, Candi’s naughty obsession elevated to a whole new level. And so began their sordid secret affair, a battle between family dynamics and sexual magnetism, the tide of innocence overwhelmed by the pendulum of lust.