8:45. Shit! I'm late!
Lauri thought, annoyed. She needed to get to her Saturday morning college class. First, though, she had to print her essay, but her printer was refusing to work. With a sigh of frustration, she ejected and yanked her USB from the computer.
This was her first semester of classes. The 18-year-old coed had graduated high school 4 months ago and been accepted to a college close enough that she could live at home, instead of the dorms. She loved both not having to deal with roommates and saving money.
She quickly changed from her green yoga pant set into tight jeans and a blue spaghetti top. The color set off her blue eyes and long, wavy red hair to perfection. She smoothed the fabric over her natural F-cup breasts and flat, toned stomach. She was fit, but not too skinny, with ample curves. She kept in shape with yoga and bi-daily jogs in the park. Satisfied with her appearance, she grabbed her school bag and USB.
The only other computer with a printer was in her stepdad's study. She checked the door. He usually kept it locked, but it was surprisingly open today. She slipped inside, unworried about getting caught. She was the only person home. Her mom was visiting family and her stepdad was at work.
There was no password to gain access to the computer. She slipped in the USB and waited for it to load up her essay. As it started printing, she noticed a file on the lower corner of the screen marked "Special". Her biggest fault was curiosity, and she acted on it now, clicking on the folder.
Inside were dozens of pictures and videos, each featuring a young red-headed girl similar to herself and an older man. She clicked on the first one, then scrolled to the next. The first several pictures were a series. A girl on her knees with a fat cock touching her lips. The cock inside her mouth, making her cheeks bulge. Sliding between her large boobs. Pre-cum drizzling from the cock-head onto her nipples. The fat shaft splitting her pussy open. Cum shooting onto her boobs as she stared up, mouth open to catch stray shots.
Lauri closed the picture viewer and tried a video. It started in the middle of a sex scene: an older man pounding into a young woman's wet pussy.
"I love your tight, 18-year-old cunt!" He growled, slamming into her.
"Yeah, Daddy! Fuck your little girl's tight, wet pussy!" She moaned back, arching her back into him.
Lauri gasped, clicking X quickly to close the video. She opened another, then another. Each one featured a girl and her "daddy". And each girl looked just like her, although very few had boobs as big as hers.
She squirmed on the desk chair. Her pussy felt wet and tingly. She had never had a daddy fantasy, but the images of older men pounding into the slick, tight pussies of their 'daughters' was exciting her.
Scrolling down further, she found a document. Soon she was engrossed in an erotic story of a stepfather seducing his stepdaughter into a threesome with her best friend.
By now she had soaked through her jeans and had one hand under her shirt, rolling the nipple absentmindedly between her fingers as she read.
Her text notification going off startled her.
"Where U @?" It was from her friend, Sarah.
"Oh, shit! Class!" She grabbed her printed essay, stapled it quickly, and rushed off to class, 30 minutes late. At least it was a 3 hour class.
All through the teacher's lecture, Sarah's chatter over lunch and a trip to the mall, Lauri couldn't shake the images she'd seen and read about that morning. She was curious if the reason her stepfather had them on his computer was because he fantasized about her, since all of the models and actresses looked like her. Her mother was taller, thinner and blonde. Several times she caught herself thinking about his cock and wondering if it was as big as the one in the pictures she'd seen. The only penis she'd seen in real life was her last boyfriend's, but it had been dark in the car when he'd taken her virginity, and he'd wanted the lights off the few other times they'd had sex. He had been of adequate size, but nothing special. He was also very self focused. She could get more pleasure from her vibrator.
It was late when she got home. A note on the fridge from her stepdad let her know her mother would be an extra day visiting family out of town and to heat up leftover pizza from the box left on the counter for dinner. She was pleasantly surprised to find a supreme under the lid. Normally he ordered all meat.
She decided to eat it cold, sliding 3 medium pieces onto a paper plate, and grabbing a can of Coke to wash it down, leaving both on the table to run up and change into more comfortable clothes.
Apparently her stepdad had been in to collect clothes for laundry, because her yoga pant set was missing, and she couldn't find any other pants. She did find the shorts she would wear to bed at sleepovers. So short she had to be careful not to let her cheeks show, the pink fabric sported darker letters across her butt, spelling out "Kiss this". She paired them with another spaghetti top, leaving off her bra. Her big tits were still firm and perky, so she liked to go without the restrictive garment whenever possible. Her fat nipples poked through the thin, pale-pink top. They'd been at least half erect ever since she'd been on the computer that morning and she barely noticed anymore.
She jogged down the stairs, tits jiggling on her chest. She would never understand girls who wanted breast reduction due to back problems. A few exercises to strengthen her back, done 3 times a week, and she had never even had a twinge of pain.
With half her dinner gone, her stepdad, John, came down from his study. She watched him, trying to keep him from noticing. She had never looked at him as a man before, just as her mom's husband.
John was just under 6' tall. He owned his own construction business and liked to do the actual work, so he kept fit and tan. He had shaggy red-brown hair and brown eyes. Today he was wearing lounge pants low on his hips and a black t-shirt, which clung to the muscles on his chest. She snuck glances at his crotch, but his pants were too baggy to see anything.
He grabbed some pizza and sat next to her.
"How was class?" He took a swig of beer.
"It was fine. I was late because my paper wouldn't print."
He glanced her over, chewing some pizza. "Did you change after you got home?"
She nodded. "Why?"
