Loving My Stepfather - Sex Stories

Loving My Stepfather

My name is Lucy and I'm nineteen and my boyfriend is twenty one. We'd been dating since high school and I really believed he was the one I would marry. But, he went to college and met some sorority girl that was wild and crazy, and he wanted to be with her. I was just devastated. I started to lose a lot of weight. I'm not a very big person to begin with. I lost about ten pounds. I'm now down to ninety pounds. My mother and my stepfather were worried that I might get anorexia. I've started to eat a little better, but still weigh only ninety pounds. I'd stay in my room and I wouldn't come out for many days. My stepfather and I are very close and my mother was away on a business trip. Knock Knock “Lucy, let me in I want to talk to you.” “Okay, but I really don’t feel like talking.” I let my stepfather into my room and I sat up on my bed with a blanket wrapped around me. I was just wearing white panties and a white tank top. “Lucy, come sit on my lap." I got up and sat on his lap, like he said to do. “I’m just so sad. I can’t believe Dominick broke up with me. I thought we’d get married someday. I just don’t know if I’ll ever get over this.” I cried on his shoulder and his hand was patting me on my back. Soothing me and making me feel comfortable. “Lucy, it’s his loss. You’re a beautiful girl and you’ll meet somebody soon. Don’t pine away on a jerkoff. Everything is going to be okay. I promise.” He was playing with my hair and then he kissed my cheek. His hands kept rubbing my ...

... back. I was crying really loudly and he just soothed me making me feel better. My nipples were poking out of my tank top. I guess I have a big chest. I’m a 38 C cup. My breasts are very firm and my areola's are pink. My nipples, when erect stick out straight. My stepfather had me sit with my legs around him and he was feeling my ass over my white panties. But now, his hands were in my panties. He then started to kiss me on my mouth. I was so depressed and my stepfather was making me feel better. Our tongues were entwined in each other's mouths. My stepfather was kissing me very deep and passionately. He slowly undressed me and then he ran into the bathroom and got some of his massage oil. “Lie down Lucy, I want to give you a massage.” I got off of his lap and went on my stomach, like he had said to do. He poured the oil onto my back and neck and worked his fingers hard on my body. His hands were very strong as he rubbed my body. He poured the oil onto my buttocks and worked each cheek for a while. “Oh that feels so good. I can feel all the stress leaving my body.” He poured the oil over my legs and feet and then went back to my buttocks. Kneading, pressing, and releasing the toxins and stress that were in my body. “Lucy, turn over.” I then turned onto my back. He poured the oil over my breasts and worked his hands all over them. He was kneading my breasts together. Massaging and caressing them by themselves and then together. The oil was all over my stomach and he worked his ...