Happy Holly Daze - chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Happy Holly Daze - chapter 1

... stepdaughter Holly and had married her mother Marie shortly after I turned 20. I did my best to take care of them and make them happy. Within only a few months, I thought of Holly as my daughter too. We had a very happy life for several years.

The first bad time we had was when Holly went on her first date. A week after her 18th birthday in September, an older boy took her out for dinner and then to a movie. He stopped the car in our driveway and gave Holly her first kiss. The next weekend he told her he loved her, then pressured her into sex. The little bastard took her virginity and broke up with her the next day!

Thankfully he didn’t hurt her physically, other than making her a woman mostly against her will. Holly told us it was her fault, since she only told him ‘No’ once, and didn’t fight him much. It took Marie and I weeks to convince her it wasn’t. Over the next six months, she dated three more guys who were nearly as bad. One slapped her and the other two cheated. The only positive things were that she didn’t get pregnant or injured. Her mother had gotten Holly to the doctor for a birth control implant in the nick of time.

Not long after, Marie found out she was dying of an awful disease. We visited her in the hospital every day for a month. On the last day she was conscious, my wife made the two of us promise her some things.

“Daniel, if Holly doesn’t have a good boyfriend by the time she’s 19, I want you to take her on a date, kiss her, make love to ...

... her. Show her what a good man is like and what type of guy she should look for. Holly, promise me that if you haven’t found a good man by the time you’re 19, you’ll do it. I want you to be happy so much! Promise me?”

It was very awkward for the two of us, but we promised. Marie also told us that if Holly didn’t have a good husband by the time she was 21 I should marry her, since I would be a widower soon. She wanted her daughter to have a good man who loved her, and she didn’t know of any men better than me. I cried as I promised her I would, and Holly agreed. We held Marie’s hands and kissed her cheeks, then she closed her eyes for the final time.

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Holly and I consoled each other, and after a few months life mostly returned to normal. I went back to work, Holly went back to college, and we tried to keep ourselves as busy as possible to avoid our grief.

A few months later she started dating a boy she liked and told me he was much better than the others. They were only together a month before he got her very drunk at a party. Instead of bringing her home, he and his friends pulled her pants off and did what they wanted all night. When she stumbled in the door crying and nude from the waist down, I saw there was dried semen and blood on her legs. All she would say was, “Why? Why did they hurt me so bad! I loved him!” Her makeup was smeared and streaked by tears, and there was dried vomit on her shirt.

I hugged her and declared, “I’ll call the police! They won’t get ...