Stepdad, Teach Me How to Masturbate - Sex Stories

Stepdad, Teach Me How to Masturbate

... exquisite. It's just exquisite. It sends pleasure all through me." "I'm glad you like it, honey." "Very very much, Stepdaddy, and I love it when you watch me. Are you sure you don't want to touch me? Touch my breasts? I'd like that so much!" "It's not appropriate, dear. Go ahead and touch them, though. Enjoy." I did, moaning and beginning to writhe on the bed, squeezing my legs together, as I felt my breasts. "Daddy ... I'm getting wet down there." "I'm not your daddy, honey." "I mean, Stepdaddy. I'm so wet, Stepdad!" "That's perfectly normal, honey. You're going to take care of that soon, all of the pleasure is going to build and build until you have an orgasm, until you can release all the tension. Have you ever had an orgasm before?" "No, I haven't!" "You've never had any lovers, you already told me that ... but nobody has ever had their fingers in there?" "No, Stepdad Nobody! I kissed a girl at camp last summer, and she tried to touch me there, but I wouldn't let her. I wanted to save it for you!" "And did this girl try to touch your breasts, also?" "Well," I admitted, "I did let her do that." "You said ..." "I said no boys had touched them," I said, and we both laughed at that. "So this girl at camp, did she get under your bra?" "No, only under the shirt and over the bra." "Like you're touching yourself over the bra now?" "Yes, just like this. But then she tried to take off my bra. I stopped her. She wanted to ..." "Wanted to what?" "It's embarrassing." "It's okay, ...

... honey, you can tell me. What did she want to do?" "She said she wanted to . . ." my voice lowered a bit. "Suck my nipples." He was smiling languidly down at me, and I could see the bulge in his khakis. "Why did you stop her?" "Well ... I was shy, I guess. But I liked the idea, I think a warm mouth on my nipples would feel really good." "I think it does." "Don't you want to show me how good it feels, Stepdad?" "No, honey, that wouldn't be appropriate. But now, you can pull the straps of your bra down, so that your nipples are bare." I smiled at him. "Don't you want me to take the bra off now, Stepdad? Don't you want to see my breasts?" "That wouldn't be appropriate, honey, you being naked in here with me. You're going to have to keep your underwear on." "Stepdad, you're teasing me!" "I'm not," he said. "I'm trying to help you deal with your sexual urges in a healthy way." He was stroking the bulge in his khakis, through the cloth, now. "And am I helping you to deal with your urges, Stepdad?" "Yes, honey, you are." "Okay, and you want me to pull my bra straps down over my shoulders so that my nipples are showing?" "Yes, because I think you need to touch them now. Some girls find it a little irritating to have their nipples touched, while others really like it," he mused. "I'm definitely one of those girls who really likes it," I panted. "Oh my god, I want it so much." I was still kneading my breasts, feeling very warm and wet between the legs now. "Okay ... slowly ... take your bra ...