Chapter 4: Lori has a special request
The next day, after the unforgettable incident with Lori and Michelle and their new bikinis, Michael was sitting up in bed, his back against the headboard and he was stroking his hard cock thinking about the whole episode. Fucking his stepdaughter's best friend and watching Lori masturbate right next to him was something he never thought would happen. Fantasized about it, yes. He almost couldn't believe the way things were going with his stepdaughter and her best friend. It was a dream come true.
Suddenly, he heard tapping on his door. He didn't have time to pull the covers up over his erection. He was a little embarrassed that he might get caught masturbating, so he reached for the book on the side table, pried the book open and laid it over his erection. It didn't cover everything, but he hoped the dim light of the lamp on his bedside table would be enough to camouflage his massive hard-on.
Lori slipped into the room wearing one of Michael's T-shirts. It was big on her and covered most of her torso, leaving only her legs bare. She walked to the bed, climbed up and started to crawl on her hands and knees towards her Dad. She didn't consider the mirrored closet doors behind her that gave her Dad a good view of her bare ass. He could see her pussy as she crawled towards him.
When she got close, she sat on her knees next to him and said, "Dad?"
'Ut-oh' he thought, 'this must be serious, because she only called him "Dad" if she wanted to have a serious conversation.'
"I want to talk about Michelle."
"Ok, darlin' what's going on? Is she OK?"
"Yeah, she's fine. Well, sort of... ever since she turned 18, her mom is really pressuring her to move out. She's not even finished with High School and she doesn't have a job right now. How could she possibly afford to move out on her own? Her mom is being totally ridiculous."
"Is she looking for a job?" Damn that woman, Michael thought. What a fucking low-life drunk.
"She is, but I was thinking that maybe she could move in with us while she's looking and maybe save some money so she can find her own place... and I thought if she and I were to be roommates, well, we could look together... when we both find a job, that is."
"Hmm..."
"Her mom is so mean. Daddy, she's so sad and scared... Please Daddy, can we try it out for a while?"
Michael's hesitation wasn't whether or not he wanted Michelle to move in with them or the thought of Lori moving out, it was his dirty mind going a thousand miles per hour thinking of having two beautiful young girls running around the house and the frolicking that could possibly, or hopefully occur.
"This isn't going to become a party house, young lady." He aimed his eyes at her with a questioning look. One that a parent would use to drive home a serious point.
"No, Daddy, we'll be good and I could use the help with cleaning the house and taking care of you." That statement was music to his ears, even though she didn't mean it in the way he imagined.
While Michael was thinking, Lori glanced down at the book resting in her Dad's lap and noticed in the dim light his tight balls hanging below and the head of his cock poking up over the top. While her head remained slightly looking down, her eyes slowly and demurely looked back up at her stepfather's face and she smiled.
Michael felt like he should do more to cover up, but there was nothing he could do about it. The covers were pushed down to the end of the bed and the book was precariously holding cover over his hardness.
"Ok, honey, we'll get Michelle moved in this weekend."
"Oh, Daddy, thank you, thank you, thank you!" As she said this, she jumped up in Michael's lap and put her arms around his neck. The book fell away as she covered his face with kisses. Michael was now completely naked and his stepdaughter's soft, nubile body was warmly hugging his. Her bare pussy made direct contact with the base of his hard cock. The only thing that prevented further contact was her oversized T-shirt.
'We're doing THIS again,' he thought to himself while he simultaneously thanked his lucky stars. The needle in the groove routine had become a recent phenomenon and was surprisingly becoming a regular thing in this household. Not that he minded. But, it came on fast and had changed the dynamics of the house. He had butterflies in his chest and throat as he privately thanked the Gods that his stepdaughter and her best friend weren't running to the authorities with tales of rape and debauchery. No, there was no "rape" here... it was all consensual, but certainly unexpected... and highly erotic.
Michael could feel Lori's pussy lips wrapped around the base of his cock just above his balls. He placed his hands on her thighs as she continued to use her sweet, moist lips to land small kisses on his face. Soon, the realization of their contact caused her to freeze for just a moment. Her face remained next to his and she let her lips fall on his cheek. Lori felt her exposed pussy bearing down on the base of her Dad's hard cock, her labia wrapped around his hardness. She moved her hips just a little to verify the situation was real, and softly moaned at the pleasure and sudden intensity of their contact. Michael could feel her warm breath against his cheek and the sound of her breath in his ear sent a small shock to his groin. She began to slowly move her cunt up his hard shaft.
"Oh, honey, that feels really good." Michael said.
Lori let out the loveliest little acknowledgment in the way she sighed in his ear. It made him start to hump his hips slowly up and down.
With Michael's hands on each thigh, he used both his thumbs to hook the bottom of her T-shirt, drawing it slowly up the length of his cock. Lori could feel the shirt being lifted. She took a deep breath and arched her back, then pivoted her hips forward, sliding her increasingly wet pussy up her Dad's shaft.
She leaned her head forward to look at her Dad and said, "Daddy, you made me so jealous when you were kissing Michelle the other day. I didn't get any kisses from you."
"Oh, God, Lori." He uttered in a low, breathy voice. The feeling of his stepdaughter's smooth, wet pussy dragging unmercifully up and down his hard cock while she's telling him she wants to kiss him. And not just kiss, but make out in a passionate way. He was delirious with these erotic thoughts as she waited for his reply, still slowly gliding up and down.
As he looked up at her face, Lori didn't wait for a reply, she slowly lowered her tender, soft lips onto his and continued the slow gliding rhythm up and down his hard cock. She softly moved her mouth around his lips in a very tender way. Her tongue slowly slipped out and wet his lips as he let his tongue mingle with hers.
Michael inched Lori's T-shirt up even more, giving her more runway. She was starting to glide up and down his shaft with real purpose. Her quiet moans into his mouth turned into whimpers as she slid up and down. The feeling of her soft hands around his neck and her fingers running through his hair was intoxicating and a wonderful contrast to the action that was taking place just below.
