Lollipop - Sex Stories

Lollipop

The following is a work of fiction intended for adult readers only. All characters therein are 18 years old or older and not related by blood. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to events, locales, or actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright © 2023 by Hayden Ash

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Chapter 1

I begin unwrapping the Valentine's Day package from some random secret admirer of mine. Who knows who they are. Who cares when the candy is this delicious looking.

It has the letters of my name across it's white wrapping paper made of rainbows. I rip it to pieces and pull out the object and see it's a gigantic lollipop.

I'm a complete candy-fiend, yet I can't really enjoy the sight of this magnificent wonder that is this 'pop.

Because, I just accidentally saw my stepfather naked for the first time.

* * *

I was just minding my own business—running throughout the house, picking up clothes I had left on the floor so that Daddy wouldn't yell at me—when I saw him in his bathroom, and, my God, it was glorious.

There Daddy was—his handsome face all angles, soaking wet. But, it wasn't his good ...

... looks that had my heart beating super fast, nor was it even his rock hard chest or the hard ridges separating his abs. No, no.

It was that thick, veiny cock swinging between his muscular thighs.

He emerged out of the bathroom, covered in scalding steam, so thick it looked like white fire. My lips trembled. Fuck, everything in me trembled, but I managed to run away before he noticed me.

At least, I think I did.

* * *

Now, I'm lying alone in my bedroom—lost in some very naughty thoughts about Daddy. Every time I blink, I see his cock flash across my mind's eye. Honestly, I don't want to think about anything else.

As minutes turn into hours, I just keep imagining what that big penis would feel like inside of me. I'm a virgin, but only because I have high standards—not because I'm a prude. I just want my first time to be scorching hot.

Whatever that was I saw in my bathroom ten minutes was definitely fiery.

I start to think back to the time, only a couple of months ago, when I showed up at Daddy's door with nothing but a duffle bag. I had just turned eighteen, and I was so determined to spend the summer with my stepfather that I took several buses all the way across the country to get here. He told me that, had he known I wanted to come he would have flown me to him, but, at the time, I hadn't been so sure. He was always so consumed with his work when I used to live with him before.

Now that I'm here, it's super obvious that Daddy would have flown me ...