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Cindy watched a scary movie with Kevin (her step-dad) last night, she ended up snuggling up on his lap. This eventually led to her grinding on him until she came and fell asleep.
He then carried her off to bed.
Welcome back for part 2!
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Kevin woke up to his usual alarm, and sat up in his empty bed. He enjoyed having a California king size mattress, but now that he was single it just made him feel alone. He kept it though. He didn't want to get a smaller mattress, he wanted to keep up hope that he would find someone, build a relationship, and share a bed with a woman again sometime soon.
Kevin looked down, noticing he had an uncomfortably hard erection jutting out the leg of his briefs. That's when his thoughts turned to last night, the image of his daughter grinding on his lap to the point of orgasm then falling asleep in his arms. He could feel his dick get even harder as the memory took the center stage in his mind.
He shook his head, he needed to act like everything was normal.
You're not a creep, you're not a creep,
he assured himself. What happened last night wasn't his fault, nor was it hers. They were just reacting to their body's instincts. His body's instincts needed no interpreter, they were telling him he needed to fuck. He had a terrible case of blue balls.
His swollen spheres hung below his hard dick, they felt full and tender. He contemplated jerking off before his workout, but he would probably just end up thinking about his daughter in an unfatherly way. He decided to go ahead with his workout; hopefully, this thought would go away, Cindy never woke up this early anyway. He slipped on a pair of thin light grey sweats and headed towards the garage.
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Cindy woke up to the incessant sound of her phone buzzing repeatedly. She raised her arms above her head stretching, her body felt amazing, more rested than she had ever felt in her life. Her panties felt damp between her legs as she turned to check her phone, she could read the time, 5:25 am, but the text appeared to be a little blurry.
To her surprise, her glasses sat on her nightstand. She didn't recall putting them there, nor did she remember how she got to bed. That's when it suddenly came back to her.
Holy shit,
she thought, realizing why her panties were wet. She closed her eyes, remembering the feeling of grinding wildly on her father's cock, arching her back and pressing her wet pussy into his lap while he held her tightly against him. Her pussy tingled and she bit her lip. She could feel her arousal begin to build at the thought of what had happened.
What the hell happened to just being a normal daughter?
she thought.
Remembering what had woken her up, she looked down at her phone. Taylor had sent her a series of messages.
"So did you take care of that thing yet?"
"Did you paddle the pink canoe?"
"Dial the rotary phone?"
"Audition the finger puppets?"
"Pull a Meg Ryan?"
Cindy rolled her eyes, deciding that telling her was probably the best way to get her friend off her back about it. "Yes, I did it. Happy now? Why TF are you up so early anyway?" she replied. After a moment, a series of dots appeared on the screen.
"Doing the walk of shame, on a Thursday LOL!" Taylor exclaimed.
Cindy chuckled as she responded, "You slut LMAO. Need a ride?"
"No I'm good, I need to do some jogging anyway," Taylor stated.
"You're jogging? You wore tennis shoes on your date?" Cindy asked.
"Stole his sister's shoes. I gotta get sore from something, it's sure as hell not gonna be from that lame-ass lay. His dick was barely over 6 inches, like c'mon, help a girl out will ya?" Taylor said.
Cindy shook her head. "#SizeQueenProblems. I looked up the statistics last week during trig, less than 20 dudes in a thousand have a dick seven inches or bigger. It was a really reliable study."
"Tell that to Jamal you nerd. He let me measure him after I sucked him. He was eight inches, he didn't fit all the way into me either, but he sure hit all the right spots ;) I'm sure he'd let try it too if you weren't such a goody goody. Anyways, I gtg or my parents'll realize I'm not home. Which reminds me, they're out of town this weekend, lets do something fun! Cya."
Eight inches?..
Cindy thought. That put him in the category of less than three in a thousand guys. Scott had only been a little over five inches. She had never thought the size might be an issue, yet she had only cum the one time with him, maybe Taylor had a valid point.
Cindy was in the process of clearing her mind of any more lewd thoughts about Scott's dick, her dad's giant dick, Jamal's giant dick or any other dick for that matter as she got ready for her jog. She slipped on a pair of running shorts and a sports bra with a tank top.
Just think about the Shakespeare reading assignment,
she thought to herself, hoping it would distract her.
She recited some classic lines from the plays as she stepped out of her room, greeted with the site of Kevin walking by her door with his headphones on, rubbing his eyes. Her mouth hung open as she saw the giant shape in his pants, tucked to the side, clearly visible as he was wearing grey sweat pants.
Come, let me clutch thee. A dagger of the mind, a false creation, proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
her mind quoted subconsciously as her gaze followed the obscene bulge in his pants. He clearly didn't see her standing there, slack jawed. Her pussy again came to life, she could feel the wetness dampening her thong.
There's no way I could handle being in the same room with him while he worked out while I'm in this state.. Or while he's in THAT state.
she reasoned. She decided to go jogging outside instead, feeling a bit inspired by Taylor.
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When Cindy returned home, Kevin was making a smoothie in the kitchen. She walked into the kitchen to get something to eat. She didn't allow her gaze to linger on him, or go anywhere below his waist as she looked in his direction. However, after finishing his workout, it was hard to find any part of him that didn't make her clit tingle.
His sweat-sheened arms bulged, veiny, pumped up with blood, reminding her of his throbbing pole that she had sat on the night before. His muscular back and tapered waist looked amazing. Even his strong jawline was affecting her. She needed to get control of herself.
He saw her approaching out of the corner of his eye. He turned and was greeted with her small athletic figure, clad in thin fabric, damp with her sweat. Despite his best efforts, he was no longer able to see her as he had only twenty-four hours earlier now that he had learned first hand that she had a woman's desires, and a stunning body to go with it.
Knowing full well that his boner was only asleep because his oxygenated blood was pumping through his other extremities, he didn't allow himself to stare at her, fearful that the beast between his legs might once again rear to life.
"Good morning," Cindy says with a gorgeous but subtle smile. "Would it be ok if Taylor stayed over tomorrow night? Her parents will be out of town. I know we're not ten anymore, but a sleepover could be fun."
Great. That's just what I need, another horny-ass teen girl in my house.
However, there's a chance if he kept his distance the two girls would focus on each other and leave him out of their Friday night plans. Kevin sighed, "Sure, as long as you girls don't sneak out in the night like last time. The curfew will be midnight, ok?" he offered.
"Great! I'll let her know. I don't think we'll be going out anywhere, I don't think there are any parties happening this weekend for us to sneak off to anyways," she said winking at him.
What the hell was that? I don't wink at my dad.
She suddenly felt awkward, and decided to head out of the kitchen.
"Taylor could sniff out a party on an Amish island," Kevin joked.
Cindy had turned and was on her way out of the kitchen when she giggled when she called back, "We'll probably just watch a movie or something." She was already texting Taylor to let her know she could come over the next day.
"As long as it's not a scary movie!" Kevin joked, instantly regretting it as Cindy stopped in her tracks.
Fuck me man, why the hell am I so awkward all of a sudden.
"See you after school," Cindy replied stiffly without turning, hiding her cheeks that had turned crimson red with embarrassment.
He probably thinks I'm just some stupid silly teenage girl who can't control herself now.
She had thought of herself as mature and took pride in her self-control when it came to partying, choosing to focus more on productive things like schoolwork and sports. However, when it came to her more carnal desires, it seemed she had very little control over her behavior.
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Cindy sat at her desk in trig, staring into space as she contemplated how she was going to get a handle on her behavior. She simply felt unable to control herself around Kevin, and especially around his dick, which had become one of her mind's favorite subjects lately. She bit her lip, lost in her thoughts.
I can't believe how big he felt, how strong his arms were, how his hands dug into my hips as I ground into him..
"EARTH TO CINDY!" Taylor interrupted. "Damn girl, I'm the one who took a jog of shame this morning, but you're the one who looks like they got some great dick last night" she continued.
Cindy's cheeks turned pink.
Can I seriously not stop blushing,
she thought.
