This is a story of fantasy. I have had several fantasies regarding my stepdaughter, but none have come true. Hope you enjoy my story and the wonderful thoughts this fantasy brings to me.
When I met and married my wife she had three children, two girls and a boy. Their names are Anne, 13 at the time, her sister, Patty, 11, and the boy, Brad, who was 9 years old. I have watched them grow up and of course being a red blooded male kept a watchful eye on the girls especially. In the eight years the wife and I have been married they all grew up into nice kids. The two girls went on to college and the boy doing quite well in high school.
Anne went to a two-year college and got a degree in dental assisting, her sister Patty has decided to go to a four-year school and just started the fall of 2005. Brad seems intent on automotive school, so that will be all three in college at one time or another. Anne was done with school before Patty started so that eased the bills somewhat. The school Anne attended was close by so she lived at home while attending and still lives here.
The kids have never wanted for anything, they all got cars after their 16th birthdays and our home life was filled with fun and games, a vacation every summer and more then enough presents under the Christmas tree every year.
Both girls took after their mother and were blessed with more then ample breasts. My wife has a nice set of C cup tits and from doing laundry I have discovered that Anne wears a C cup and her sister Patty wears a B cup. I have had my share of fantasies about them but never acted upon them. My mind would wander watching them buy new swim suits every year, every year them seemed to get smaller and smaller while their tits got bigger and bigger. The girls loved to swim; on vacations they would be at the pool or on the beach, sunning themselves. They always had a wonderful tan because of the pool We had at home. It seemed every summer they spent more time outside then in. They would either swim then tan or would just lay out tanning all day.
On more then one occasion I would be glad for the pool, my sanctuary. I would be swimming in the early morning and they would come outside to begin their tanning for the day, my cock would stir watching them walk to the pool, their tits straining against the light material of their suits, sometimes their nipples clearly visible through the material after jumping in for a quick dip. I tried not to look, but found myself looking more and more. I also found myself making sure that I was already in the pool whenever I could just to watch them come out to the pool deck.
When Anne was 21 I found out that she wasn't a virgin. I figured that out one night when she brought her boyfriend home late one evening. It was after 1am and the house was dark and quiet. We have a finished basement with some old furniture, a TV and a bed for family relation when they visit. I knew putting the bed down there was a bad idea at the time, but couldn't convince the wife of that. I heard Anne walking her boyfriend downstairs and soon heard the bed springs singing a tune. Her moaning was more then I could take, I got up and went to the bathroom and began to jackoff. Her moans were driving me crazy. My cock hadn't been that hard in some time and soon I was shooting a huge load into the bathroom sink. I began to clean up the mess I had made and didn't notice that the bed had stopped squeaking. I was quite startled to walk out of the bathroom and run into Anne in the hallway. I could tell from the night light we keep in the hall that she was crying and wasn't wearing her top. She stood before me wearing just a half bra and jeans. Her tits were flowing over the top of the skimpy bra.
My cock began to harden again and quickly grew when she walked toward me and hugged me; between sobs she told me what she had done. I admitted that I knew and asked her if it was her first time. She almost laughed at me, and her tears quickly dried. Anne then told me that she had been having sex since her senior year in high school and called me an old fuddy duddy for thinking that she was still a virgin. She also told me that the reason she was crying was her boyfriend had dumped her that night, after fucking her. I told her that was pretty cold and she would be better off without him. She nodded and agreed with me. It was then that we both felt my cock, I had lost any dirty thoughts of her but my cock had other ideas, it had continued to swell and with the hug it was nestled nicely between us.
Anne looked up at me and wondered what I was doing up at this hour anyway. I tried to downplay it, saying I had to use the bathroom. Her face light up when she asked if I heard that old mattress. I finally had to admit that I had heard her. She laughed again and pulled me tighter to her. She told me that the basement was where she had lost her virginity and where she had sex most times, her boyfriends never had a place except for their car backseats and she wouldn't do that. I was shocked at her admitting it, part because she was using the basement that much and part because this was the first time I had heard her. Anne laughed again when she admitted to me that she and Patty even had to schedule their dates around each other after both girls brought a boy home the same night and she had walked in on Patty giving her boyfriend a blow job.
