I'll cut to the chase.
I married my wife Becky 4 years ago. She's a great wife; she's a nice woman, she's cute, she's a great cook, she don't bug me too much, it's been real good between us. But at the end of the day, I'm a man.
I like to fuck, I like to watch porn. I'm a big guy, I'm a high school football coach, 6"2, 240 lbs, lots of testosterone. Also, I got a big dick, a solid 9 and 1/4 in. and that thing, it has needs. My wife, does she understand? Eh.
She's been good to me. But she's just a lousy lay. The sex has never been very good, she just isn't good at it. She's never fully satisfied me in that department. And I'm not the type to pretend I like something when I don't. Fortunately, I've recently found a compromise for my "situation." And her name is Skye.
Skye is my step daughter, so obviously she wasn't someone I ever thought I'd have on my cock. She was only 14 when I first married her mom. She was a cute girl, never had a dad in her life, so I tried to play nice with her. I let her sit in my lap sometimes, gave her an allowance, did the dad thing.
Here lately though, she'd really started to fill out, if you know what I mean. She just turned 18 a couple days ago, and it was like overnight, "bam!"
She'd always been a tiny thing, but her ass was starting to stretch her little spandex exercise shorts out a little more these days. She walks around the house in at t-shirt with no bra, and here lately there was a little extra jiggle under her shirt.
Even other than the tight little package, she was a pretty girl. Long dirty blonde hair, freckles, hazel eyes. Her lips were small but full, just like the rest of her.
It all started off innocently enough. Her shower was on the fritz, so she had been using the one in our bedroom.
I was in the shower one night, and as I got out I stopped to admire my physic in the mirror. Well, I stopped to admire my big fat cock in the mirror anyways. I was halfway hard, and I gave it a nice couple of jerks, just to watch it bounce.
I heard a gasp from the door way. As I turned to look I didn't see anyone, but I had a good suspicion on who had provided the sound effects.
My suspicions were confirmed a bit later as I walked into the kitchen to grab water. Skye was leaned over the island, texting away, as per usual. She definitely wasn't wearing a bra tonight either.
As I drank, I noticed how her eyes went straight down to my package, only slightly concealed in my night shorts. Just watching her watch me caused my dick to twitch a little. I cleared my throat, and she quickly averted her eyes.
"Everything ok?" I asked, bemused.
"Sure daddy." she said, staring a hole through her cell phone.
She walked out, putting a little more swing into her hips than usual. I definitely noticed.
So a couple of nights later, I was leaving the HS locker room, getting everything locked up. We'd won the game that night, so I was feeling pretty good. All of a sudden Skye came bounding around the corner, still dressed in her cheerleading uniform.
"Hey daddy!" she said a little breathlessly, squeezing herself into my side.
"Skye?" I asked, confused. She usually went off with her girlfriends after the games. "What's going on?"
"Oh nothing." she answered, trying to sound nonchalant. I'm just kinda tired tonight I guess. Can I just ride home with you?"
My eyes narrowed, as I eyed her suspiciously. I felt like she was up to something, but eh, who cares? I was actually a little excited to be giving her a ride home. She looked sexy in her little red cheerleading uniform.
She chatted away in the car; I was only half paying attention. Her little skirt had rode up pretty high on her leg, her creamy skin a sharp contrast to the bright red skirt.
Suddenly she began to rub her thigh, softly at first, but then putting a little more pressure on it.
"What are you doing down there?" I asked gruffly, as I jerked my head toward her legs.
"Oh, I don't know, it's kinda sore here." she said, pulling her tiny skirt up, showing me her inner thigh. She rubbed it harder, groaning a little. "Maybe I pulled something?" she said innocently, as she continued to rub her hand between her legs.
I swallowed hard. Thank God, we were home. My cock was doing me no favors right now.
She ran upstairs to her room; her skirt flashing me a glimpse of her round bouncy ass as she left. I went to the kitchen and chugged a beer, then grabbed a couple more and carried them back to my king sized recliner.
As I watched tv, I heard her come back down stairs and into the kitchen.
"Skye!" I hollered at her from my chair.
"Yes daddy?" she asked, appearing quietly next to me.
Damn. She still had her skirt and tennis shoes on, but her top was off, revealing a skimpy mesh sports bra.
"Where's your mom?" I asked, as I tugged at the bottom of her skirt, flipping it playfully.
"She's passed out already." she laughed. "By the tune of her snoring I'd say a good hour into the sleep meds."
"Hmmm..." I said, looking her up and down. She stood there, not knowing what to do.
"Well, since you're home tonight, why don't we take this opportunity to have a little father/daughter bonding time?" I asked suggestively.
"What did you have in mind?" she asked, sounding a bit nervous.
"Why don't you climb up here in daddy's lap and have a beer with me?" I asked, patting my leg. "It'll be our little secret."
"Okay." she said shyly, giggling, as she slowly but seductively climbed into my lap.
I cracked open a beer, took a swig and handed it to her. She giggled and took a sip, letting some dribble down her chin onto her bra. It gave me ideas.
She passed the beer back and I sat it down, as she wiggled around on my lap, trying to get comfortable. I felt my cock start to swell underneath her warm tight body.
"I feel really close to you right now daddy." she whispered into my ear as she rubbed my big forearm with her fingers.
"Daddy needs to ask you a question Skye." I said, trying to sound stern.
"Yes daddy?" she breathed innocently.
"Did you see daddy naked when he got out of the shower the other day?" I asked.
She paused, breathing heavily underneath me. "Yes daddy." she admitted. "I just couldn't believe how big it was!"
Her admittance made me excited. "Well, that was very naughty of you to spy on daddy." I mocked, trying to hide my excitement. "I think I'm going to have punish you."
I let my hand run up the back of her thigh, up to her ass. I began to squeeze it softly.
"What are you going to do to me daddy?" she asked, her voice trembling. She was really rubbing my forearm, just like she'd done with her thigh earlier.
"We'll get to that in just a minute." I said. "First though, how's your leg? You said you thought you'd pulled a muscle." I asked, trying to sounds concerned. "You better let daddy take a look at it."
Without a word she turned around facing the front, her back up against my chest. She spread her legs open slightly, giving me better access.
I reached around from behind her, dropping my very large hand down into the inside of her right thigh. I began to rub it softly, letting my fingers drift higher and higher.
"Mmmmm..." she moaned softly.
"Does that feel better?" I asked, as I let my hand "accidentally" graze her warm, panty covered pussy.
She nodded her head, continuing to moan as I teased her incessantly.
I left her thigh, and began to rub her pussy up and down over her panties with my large calloused fingers, feeling the wetness starting to soak it's way through.
