My Step Dad - Sex Stories

My Step Dad

... makeup. I tried my best not to let him know that I saw him looking. I stood there naked except for my panties. The fact, he secretly watched me like that, was such a huge turn on. I wanted to touch myself, but didn't want to be too obvious. After a few more minutes, I heard my stepdad turn off the water. I suddenly had butterflies in my stomach and my hands shook a little from being nervous. It made it very difficult to apply the liner. I switched to eye shadow instead. The curtain slid aside. In the mirror, I saw him, wet and completely naked with an enormous erection. I looked and it was obvious, I just couldn't help myself. He reached and grabbed a towel, but didn't try to cover himself. I kept looking at him. He watched me looking at him. Neither one of us looked away. He put the towel on the towel bar after only getting himself half-dry. He walked slowly over to stand right behind me. As he stood behind me, I noticed how small I was, compared to him. The top of my head was up to about the center of his chest. If I stood behind him, you could not see me at all. I kept applying shadow because I didn't know what else to do. His slightly damp hands caressed my shoulders. "So baby girl, do you still like that present I got you? Still using it?" I smiled at him in the mirror. "Yes, I do Ryan. I totally love it. I use it every single day." He smiled so big at my answer. I never saw him smile like that. "Wow, everyday, that's fantastic baby girl. I'm really glad you like it so ...

... much." I nodded my head and smiled back, then decided I would really push it to see what would happen. "Oh yes, I do love it, but..." I paused for a moment so that I wouldn't sound like I had planned what to say. "I really wish... I mean, if I could only just once... oh never mind." My stepdad suddenly looked concerned. "Hey baby, go ahead. What were you going to say? You can tell me anything." I stopped putting on shadow and looked at him in the mirror. "Well, Ryan, I just wish it was real. I mean, I love it, don't get me wrong. I just want to feel what a real one is like." He moved closer, pressed his cock against my back and slid his hands around to my breasts. Once his hands were on my breasts, he began to rub and squeeze them softly. "Oh baby girl, believe me. There isn't a man on the planet that wouldn't want to give you a real one." I cracked sort of an evil smile, "Even you Ryan?" He hesitated for a minute, as if he tried to talk himself out of something, but then said, "Yes, even me baby. But you wouldn't want me to do that to you, would you?" My stomach clenched in knots. I shook all over. I felt, as if I might pass out. All I could do was say "Yes." Once I said that, he put his thumbs in the waistband of my panties and slid them down. They fell to the floor around my ankles. "Okay baby, let’s go into the bedroom and I'll show you how a real cock feels." I turned around threw my arms over his shoulders. I quickly said, "Carry me." He grabbed me up into his muscular ...