Nothing Sweeter Than a Step Daughter - Sex Stories

Nothing Sweeter Than a Step Daughter

... breasts were about a 32 B, not overly impressive in size, but symmetrical, perky and her small areolas looked like little targets. Her shoulders sloping up her clavicle to her neck, up past her perfect ears, to her mass of shoulder length, slightly curling hair, tied up in a half-hazard wrap. He loved when her neck was exposed, she had learned that. Like she had learned everything he liked. She looked out at Jim, he was in his late forties, had a bit of a pot belly, was graying at the temples, was probably really handsome when he was young and in shape, though now it was more like a pudgy face of character and a goatee. He had rolled onto his back and his now flaccid member was shrunken back to his unimpressive 3". At least it grew to almost 6 when she turned him on. He may not sound like a great package but he was extremely smart, had a very nice paying job working for a defense contractor, often from home, and he was a very caring man. He had always been good to her, right from the start when he and her mom began dating. Her mom was never very motherly, so his kindness and genuine concern for her had been a godsend. She hadn't been in a good place mentally, and he had brought her back from the brink, though she doubted he knew that now. Nor that he would care at this point. She was just a fuck doll, he didn't even treat her like his special little girl anymore. It had been back in sixth grade that her Mom had met Jim. Her mom Judy was a flight attendant and they had met on ...

... a flight. Her mother, who was very attractive for how nutty she was had met up with him at the baggage carousel, she could tell he made good money by his suit. That night after some drinks they have fucked like animals and Judy's great body and penchant for partying and being pretty wild, especially in bet was enough for Jim. He wasn't real smooth or suave, he was a bit socially awkward and Judy was by far the most attractive woman he had been with. Within a year they had married and Jim had taken Lilly like she was his own daughter and they had a better home life than Lilly have ever experienced. Judy to her credit had never cheated on Jim, Lilly thought. At least she was pretty sure she hadn't, though constantly on the go, who really knew. Lily had been very gangly then. Long skinny stork like legs, buck teeth and large glasses with a flat chest and the most unflattering clothes a girl could wear. She was a late bloomer, didn't understand why her friends suddenly wanted to break the rules and party and kiss boys and act like they were older. She was admittedly a bit of a nerd, and very smart, though extremely self conscious. The boys made fun of her body, the girls made fun of her clothes and rigidness. She withdrew to herself, had a few close nerd friends, but spent the majority of her time alone. Jim had always consoled her, told her she was pretty and to not listen to the taunts and teasing. She grew to trust Jim and felt like he understood her. He wasn't cool, or hip, ...