My Step-Daughters Secret

To start off I want to say I am not oblivious to my daughters attraction. To top it off she's not even my biological daughter. Yes, I know it's insane to consider even so but I am still a heterosexual male and I have eyes. I will note that I have always kept things between us familial and never once tried to escalate things further; that is, until one day when I got the biggest shock of my life.

April was home for the holidays from her first semester at college. I could hear her mother and her chatting away as I entered the house just getting off work. We had gotten together just a few years ago. I was thirty-eight and her mom was thirty-three with April herself being just sixteen at the time. I never really tried to impose my father status on her knowing it was the midst of that rebellious age and she would soon be out of the house anyway. The most I did was always try to be there if she ever needed me and to treat her mom with the love and respect I thought she deserved. Needless to say I think that's what helped developed a bond between us. Her real father had left them a few years prior when April was just twelve, her mother never really said why. I always assumed it was something that she'd rather not remember and so always left it at that. The truth of the matter was something I would have never guessed.

"Hey hun look who's here!" Selena, her mother exclaimed as I rounded the corner to the kitchen.

"Hi dad." April acknowledged, turning her head in my direction and giving me a slight smile. Immediately I sensed something was off, as though I was interrupting a tender moment.

"Hey you two. Gotta say this is a surprise, I thought you'd be living it up out on your own to busy for your parents." That was me, always trying to lighten the mood and keep things upbeat.

"Yeah well, guess college isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Just needed some time away to destress and refocus before next semester starts." She looked away as though I could see through her lies which only furthered to enhance my suspicions about trouble just under the surface.

"Oh come on" Selena interjected as she stood and came over to my side to rest on me. "There will be plenty of time for talk later, sweetie why don't you go ahead and get your things put away and we'll all go out to eat, hm, what do you say?"

"Yeah, sounds great." April was the spitting image of her mother. Long, ebony hair that cascaded down her back in dense waves. Her caramel skin the exact shade or her mothers enveloping her. It would be hard to tell them apart if they had ever chosen to dress alike. As she walked away it was inevitable that my thoughts would wander. Her body looked like she had been going to the gym from the way her muscles tensed slightly in her legs or by the definition in her shoulders and arms. She was never a "sporty" girl, enjoying computers and solitary activities over such, which always struck me as odd since I clearly recalled her being somewhat popular so the conclusion she was hitting the gym as an extracurricular was only logical. Her attire didn't help matters any as her white shorts only accentuated the work she had been putting in by making her ass pop and her black tank top not shying away from showing what was underneath. Like I said, I have eyes.

"Well, that was a nice surprise." I lay my jacket over the back of a chair and sit down to relax.

"Eric, I think you may need to have a talk with her. She seems to be having a rough time out there but she won't give me any specifics. Maybe you can try and coax something out of her." One hand holding her other arm just above the elbow as he turned to me, her body facing off in the direction of her daughter in concern.

"Maybe, but I mean, we've never really had that kind of relationship before. Personal problems was always something you two worked out yourselves. Not sure if I'll be any help." I loosened my tie as I relaxed back into the chair and took a drink of the water they had setting out.

"I know" she rubbed her forehead in exhaustion "but would you try, please. Maybe this could be the start of forming that bond."

I stood and embraced her hoping to ease the worry mounting on her more and more. " I'll see what I can do." I spoke softly in her hair while giving her a reassuring kiss. I wasn't sure I could do much.

The next day I awoke to find Selena vacant from our bed. After a quick check of my phone I saw a message left saying she would be out for a bit to give me some time to talk. I still had no idea how to begin this discussion but the previous dinner left me with a little more confidence than what I had. April seemed to perk up a bit, talking more and even cracking a joke here and there. I noticed her frequently glancing and smiling at me which made me believe maybe getting her to open up about things would be easier than I had previously thought. I rubbed my eyes before throwing off the sheets and throwing on a well worn t-shirt over my pajamas. It was a little after ten in the morning and I wondered if April was awake yet. Maybe a nice breakfast and some shopping would help me segue into the topic of concern. I knew it wouldn't be that easy though as I rinsed my face. I had never had kids before this and the majority of my relationships never made it past the six month mark. Being "too closed off" is what kept me a bachelor for so long my mind mused as I brushed my teeth. I'm not even sure how this one has gone on so long. I ran my hand through my dark brown hair a few times before deciding it was good enough and headed out to make breakfast. At least, that was the plan.

I was making my way down the hall when I heard a noise coming from downstairs. It was soft, and as I approached the stairs I could hear heavy breathing. Maybe April was working out I thought, it would stand to reason from her development. As I walked down I heard what I thought was moaning and figured I should head back upstairs before I saw too much. Like I said though, I was not unaware of my step-daughters attraction, and to be honest part of me wanted to see more. What I saw however was way more than I expected. My heart pounded as I crept closer to the bottom of the staircase. I could feel my palms begin to sweat from excitement and nerves as I tried to steady myself on the railing. My cock twitched as it thought of seeing her nubile body splayed out, her hands caressing and massaging herself in such an intimate manner. I could hear her breathing getting heavier, or perhaps it was my own. I grabbed my hardening shaft and gave it a few squeezes to relieve the excitement from the anticipation. Maybe she was completely nude, or maybe her hand was down her bottoms pumping away at her pussy. What she was doing however, I could never had imagined.

"April!?" I froze at the bottom of the stairs as she came into view on the couch. The sound of my voice making her halt her administrations as well. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her pink shorts had been discarded on the floor next to her, her legs spread wide as her hand lay between them holding...I still wasn't sure I was seeing correctly. A cock. As my mind registered, there was no mistaking. My daughter had been stroking her dick just moments before.

"Dad!" The shock seemed to be wearing off cause she stood up immediately and began to get dressed, facing away from me the entire time. "I-I thought you had left." The sight of her firm, round ass as she slid her shorts over them brought me back to reality as well.

"You-your mom took the car this morning to go out. I guess she didn't tell you." I tried to sound nonchalant as I made my way around the couch toward her.

"Yeah, well, sorry about this." Her voice tried desperately to mask the nerves and embarrassment. "Had I known I would've kept my toys in my room." She made sure to keep her back to me as I rounded the furniture.

"Toys?" There was no mistaking what I saw.

"Yeah, I mean, I'm sure mom has a few so it shouldn't really be a surprise." I then realized just how paramount the situation really was.

"April." I spoke trying to sound reassuring as I neared her.

"Look, let's not make this anymore awkward, I'll just head upstairs and put my stuff away and we can forget about this whole thing." She tensed as I placed my hand softly on her shoulder. Her back rounded as she seemed to want to disappear into the waves of hair that flowed down to the small her back. I slowly turned her around to face me, I couldn't help but glance down to see the protrusion still partially jutting forth from her shorts. She, however, refused to meet my gaze. We stood there for what felt like forever, neither of us able to muster any words. She had her head turned away and I could see her lips quiver as she fought back her embarrassment, her shame.

"It's ok." I finally whispered. Her head whipped toward me in shock before the dam finally broke and she fell into me sobbing.

"I'm sorry dad. I didn't want you to find out. I really thought you had left, I didn't see any vehicle and you weren't downstairs..." her face was buried in my chest, her confession a muffled cry.

"I know, I know, it's ok, really." My shock at my daughters genitalia giving way to my concern for her. I wasn't sure what to say still, I just knew she needed me to comfort her. We stayed that way for a few moments as she cried out her emotions. Neither of us saying a word, just comfort.

"Oh god! You probably think I'm gross too." She finally exclaimed as she pulled away to wipe her tears.

"What!? No! Why would I ever think that?"

"Why wouldn't you? It's the same story every time someone finds out. They look at me like I'm some sort of freak." She collapsed on the couch grabbing a pillow to hug as a sort of buffer between us.

"Well I don't think that." I sat next to her placing my hand on her shoulder. "It's part of who you are and that makes you beautiful." I gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. She gave a small smile back though still not meeting my gaze.

"It's-just been really hard lately. Being away from everyone, all my friends, you guys. Not knowing anyone. I want to get close to someone but every time they find out they just..."

"That's not your fault, and if they can't see beyond that to how amazing you are then it's their loss." She finally faced me at those words and once again I pulled her close in an embrace to try to erase her fears. Maybe it was an accident, maybe it was my own deep seated desires, but as I pulled away my left hand fell and lightly brushed along the length in her shorts. I felt her breath hitch at that, and as we stayed in that position I couldn't help but let my eyes linger over the area. The bulge was still quite noticeable, leaning over her left thigh, I don't know why but I began to trace the outline of it with my fingers. Aprils fingers dug and clawed at my hair, I knew we should stop but my instincts said otherwise. She was now twitching beneath her pink bottoms and at this point I knew there was no going back. I pressed my palm into her ever hardening cock, now burying my head in her neck and nipping at the soft skin. She was now moaning at my ministrations, her hands wandering the muscles in my back as I pulled her in closer. Her dick was now rock hard that it caused her shorts to create a tent along the opening. I wasted no time in sliding my hand underneath for first contact.

The first squeeze I gave on her bare sex caused her to buck into my hand. I could feel her cum leaking onto me already, whether that was from earlier I did not know. I did know I loved the way she felt. The duality of hard yet soft, the way she pulsed under my touch, it felt incredible to tease her. Suddenly she pulled away from me. I looked at her, waiting for some sign of continuance. Her brown eyes bored into mine. Finally, she licked her lips with an almost pleading look in her eyes before hooking her fingers into her waistband and sliding down her shorts. My throat felt dry as she slowly revealed the appendage beneath. The head catching on the fabric before finally getting a nice spring release. It was a decent sized cock and fit her frame well. Probably a good five and a half in length and close to the same in girth. Her tip leaked her pre cum as her shaft shone with even more. It twitched as though waiting for me to return, and return I did.

I stood, causing a puzzled expression to cross her face momentarily before I knelt down and parted her legs placing my head between them. My mouth swallowed her meaty cock in one go. She gasped hard at the sensation. I slid back up allowing my tongue to follow along her base which made her jerk her hips into me. Her taste was as you'd expect, sweet and salty. An intoxicating aroma. I dropped down again this time letting my tongue dance along her balls briefly. I looked up at her and watched her slide her tank top straps down to reveal her wonderful tits to my eyes. Round and full, as you'd expect on someone her age. Her dark brown nipples and areoles begging to be in my mouth as I began pumping her a few times teasing her head with my tongue. I could feel my own cock ache for release beneath me but knew that that was not what was important right now.

"Huugh. Mmmm." Aprils moans came out as gapless breaths and squeals of delight. One hand fondled her amazing breasts while the other urged my head to continue its endeavors. "Dad. Don't stop. Please."

How could I refuse.

I returned with reckless abandon. My hands moving underneath her to cup her firm ass trying to get as much of her girl cock in my mouth as possible. Her legs wrapped around me and I looked up at her to see her hands pinching her nipples and while biting her lip. I was lost in the euphoria of it all. My daughters sex filling my mouth and sliding down my throat. The way her breasts bounced and heaved and her ecstatic cries of pure pleasure filling the room. I wanted more, I needed more. Which was exactly what she gave me. I felt the first shot trickle down my throat, more than normal. It was then I knew the geysers was erupting. Her hand clasped my head and held me as I gagged on her thick ropes of cum. The taste was so strong it only made my desire grow even more. Her screams filled the air as she reached the peak of her orgasm before finally collapsing onto the couch.

I took a few moments to swallow the rest of her load, cleaning a few bits that were running down my chin. As I looked at her exhausted body covered in sweat and basking in such a euphoric glow I knew this was not over. I glanced down to find her cock now shrinking steadily after its finished business. Mine however was just beginning. I slid my pants down to reveal my own erection and brought it closer to my heaving daughters face. Her eyes lazily opened to look at it then me, and with a playful smile she wrapped her soft hand around it and wasted no time in placing it in her mouth. The feel of her young tongue exploring me was unlike any experience I have ever had. While she may not have known entirely what to do she made up for it with enthusiasm. She looked up at me with her beautiful eyes, her hair plastered on her face, her mouth stretching and reforming after each take of my cock in and out. I did not know how long I would last.

Suddenly, we both heard a bang from outside the house. I looked at her, her mouth frozen with my dick in her, we knew who it was. She quickly released me and began to head upstairs while I made for the kitchen. As I glanced at her disappearing up the stairs, her limp cock bouncing as she went, I knew this was not over quite so easily.