STEPDAUGHTER
Part 1
This happened a few years ago when I was in my early 40’s. I have been a painter and decorator all my working life. Up and down stepladders, never had an accident.
It was a Friday afternoon and I was rushing to finish a job, instead of moving the stepladders I stretched. You guessed it, I fell, straight onto my back. To cut a long story short I was rushed to hospital where I spent a few days. I was let home under strict instructions that I was to do nothing and lie in bed for at least a week. My wife had arranged to take time off work to look after me.
It was a Tuesday morning, about 8.30am, my stepdaughter Lauren had gone to school and my wife was down stairs pottering about. I heard the phone ring then I heard her shout “Oh shit”, she came running up the stairs and told me that she had forgotten that she was taking her mother down the hospital for a check up. “I’ll sort something out” she said as she ran out of the room and back downstairs. A couple of minutes later she returned and said that she had to leave at 9.45am but she’d phoned the school and explained and that Lauren would be here at about 10am.
Lauren wouldn’t have to do much, make some coffee, sandwiches for lunch, just make sure I was OK. At about 9.45am my wife came up with a mug of coffee, placed it on the table by the side of the bed and said she was off and would be back about 3pm. I never drink hot coffee I always let it go luke warm. I left it on the table for about 10 minutes to let it cool down. I gingerly stretched over, took the mug and held it on my stomach. All of a sudden I felt a terrible twinge in my back which caused my arm to jerk suddenly and I spilt the coffee all down my lap.
I started cursing to myself then I heard the front door open and Lauren shouting up the stairs “dad it’s only me, are you ok”. “No I’m bloody not” I shouted back. The next thing she comes running up the stairs and into the bedroom. “What” she said, “I just spilt a whole mug of coffee down me“. “Well it wouldn’t have been hot “she said giggling. “Stop giggling and get me a towel please”. Off she went and returned with a towel and threw it at me, I started to pat myself dry and dropped the towel on the floor, she was just looking at me giggling. “You can’t stay like that, you’re all wet and you smell of coffee, we’re going to have to take your bottoms off”, “No you can’t do that, it’ll be ok” I said embarasingly. “No it won’t” she said as she went to the bottom of the bed and grabbed the legs of my jogging bottoms. Before I knew it the jogging bottoms were off and I was lying there with both hands covering my privates, she went out of the room and returned with a bowl of water, a towel and some soap. “Leave it on the bedside table I’ll wash now” I said. She looked at me like she’s never looked at me before and said “no you won’t, Nurse Lauren’s here to look after you, now move your hands”. But Lauren”, “But nothing, move…your…hands”. She sounded so dominant, grown up not like a 15 year old girl. I slowly moved my hands away. The shock of everything insured that I did not have an erection, but my heart was pounding like mad, my stomach churning. Her eyes opened wide at the sight of my quite small and flacid manhood, “Oh my god dad, You shave” she said almost excitedly. “Yes sweetheart I shave” I said nervously.
She put the flannel into the water and covered it with soap and started to wash my belly, moving down onto my cock and around to my balls, at this point I started to feel the excitement and my cock started to rise. “That’s enough Lauren, that will do, thank you”. “I haven’t finished yet she said” with a look in her eyes. She put the flannel in the bowl and rubbed soap into both her hands, she then started to hand wash me, her left hand washing my growing cock and her right hand washing my balls. “My god dad you’re getting harder, are you excited?”. “Yes….I…..am” the words hardly coming out of my mouth. She stopped washing me, dried her hands, I thought that was it. She said it was hot and undid all the buttons on her blouse exposing her small but firm breasts in a lacey bra. “That’s better”she said. I just couldn’t take my eyes off her. “Do these excite you” as she looked down at her breasts, “yes they do, very much” I replied. She moved her gaze down to my cock, what I didn’t realise was I was stroking myself, looking at her sitting there and stroking myself. “Is that what they call wanking dad” she said excitedly. Realising what I was doing I quickly stopped and said “Oh my god, sorry, I’m so so sorry”. “Don’t be sorry dad, I’ve never wanked a boy, can I wank you?”. “No Lauren you can’t, it’s wrong”. “Is it wrong to wank someone you really love? she asked. I had no other answer than “no it’s not”, “well there then, I really love you”, with that she took the towel, dried me off, took her right hand and started to stroke me. The feeling was immense, so many mixed emotions. It was wrong, she was my stepdaughter, it’s ok she wasn’t my biological daughter. Just so many thoughts. Within seconds a small spurt of semen appeared at the top of my erect cock. “What’s that daddy, have you cum? I’ve heard about boys cumming” she said excitedly. “No sweety that’s pre cum” “Can I feel” she said as she took her index finger and touched the end of my cock. It was to say the least fucking electric, a tingle shot down my shaft and into my balls. With that I lost all inhibitions, “wank me Lauren, make me cum” with that she started to stroke harder and faster, within minutes I could feel it, my balls tihgtened and I felt the spunk rising up my shaft. “OH FUCK LAUREN” I screamed. With that the cum shot out of me. I didn’t know I had so much cum in me. All over my belly, my cock, dripping over her hand. “Dad, that was awesome” she said “I want to keep some”, with that she took her cum dripped hand, put it down her panties and rubbed it into her pussy. I know I can’t get pregnant because mammy said you’d had some operation. She washed me down again, put on a new pair of jogging bottoms on me and left the room. She stopped at the door and said “Dad, will you cum inside me one day”. Without a thought I said “One day sweety, maybe one day”. With that she said “fancy a coffe? I’ll put the kettle on“.


Part 2 to follow.

 

Great start! Hope we get more of the story

 

keep going men, it was just getting interesting

 

Damn that was hot....can't wait for part 2

 

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when are we getting part 2

 

omq!!! loved it!

 

Great-Looking for Part2

 

Nice. Cant wait for more