I use to have a hard time falling asleep. I knew I needed to get up in the morning but I could just laid in bed and watch odd shows or a porn movie into the wee hours of the morning. Then wake up the next day dead tired.
Not any more. After the last couple of days, I couldn't wait to go to bed just so I could see what tomorrow would bring. My darling step-daughter Liz had changed my whole outlook on life.
My mornings were becoming the best time of the day. I'd wake up and not even want to hit the snooze button. I was up and out of my bedroom in no time at all. And any thoughts about throwing on my bath robe were gone forever.
But sadly, for the next few days nothing happen. Liz never did awaken and I'd go to work a little depressed. I didn't get to see her nude and I began to wonder if that one morning get together was just that -- one morning.
But everyday when I got home, there she'd be either doing the dishes or making supper. Her clothes remained tight and the bra was gone. Even though she was dressed I still got a wonderful show. And I always tried to return the favor.
I'd strip and throw on my bath robe. I never had to fling it open like a common flasher. She'd do it for me. Sometimes she'd just look at my cock. Other times she'd give it a good yank, or she'd slap my ass.
I loved the attention and I dreamed about what our next adventure would be. I still hadn't played with her tits, or ate her out, and we still hadn't fucked. Yeah I was beginning to get the urge to fuck her. Let me rephrase that, I got the urge to make love to her.
About a week passed by and I had no contact with Liz. And during this whole time I wasn't masturbating either. I wanted to be ready when she was.
Beth and I watched one of our favorite crime shows and about half way through it she fell asleep. It was so hard to watch her slowly slipping away from us. She was my joy and my life, but the last few years had been extremely hard on not only me but Liz as well.
I watched the end of the show and covered her up, turned out the lights and headed to bed. As I left the living room I took off my bath robe and made my way to my room. As I got to the hall, Liz was leaving her room to go to the bathroom. We met in front of my door and she asked me why I looked so sad.
I told her it was hard to see her mom like that and that I missed our little get togethers. She leaned up and gave me a hug and said, "I love you, goodnight dad."
As I laid in bed I stared at the ceiling and began playing with my very limb dick. I thought if our time together was over I had some wonderful memories of seeing Liz nude and some wonderful blowjobs.
The more I thought about it, the hornier I got. It was over a week and hell I had a bad case of blue balls.
I rolled on my side and reached in my dresser for the baby oil and saw the double headed dildo staring at me. I thought what the hell. I hadn't had anything in my ass in quite awhile. I oiled it up and slowly stuck it in.
I laid on my side, my right hand reaching behind me and I slowly fucked my ass. My left hand began sliding around my now hardening cock. I closed my eyes and began moving my hips back and forth, starting a slow journey into a blissful state.