"Not tonight David, I'm tired."
That was my wife Darla's response every time I tried to make the move on her. I don't think we'd had sex in four or five months. I hadn't even asked for over a week.
This particular night I was exceptionally horny and was not going to be able to get to sleep, so I got up and headed for a shower while my wife rolled over in bed and headed off to sleep. I had made a habit of having late night showers and rubbing one off whenever I felt sexually frustrated, which was quite often of late.
Luckily we had two bathrooms, one right by the bedrooms and another down the other end of the house next to the guest room. I always used the far bathroom so I didn't disturb our three children down the other end of the house.
I stood there letting the hot water run down my tight muscular 37 year old body as I held onto the top of the shower frame with my left hand and pumped my right hand over my rock hard seven and a half inch cock while I fantasised about fucking the aussie model Miranda Kerr doggy style. It wasn't long before my entire body tensed and I let out a muffled grunt as my semen flew through the air and splattered itself against the glass wall of the shower. After my cock stopped shooting and I came down from my climax I was finally able to relax and allow the hot water to work out some of the tightness in my muscles before I got dry and headed back to bed.
On the way back I noticed the hum of the PC in the study next to the guest room. Damn kids, always left it on at night. I went in to turn it off but decided to check my email first. There was nothing important there, but my buddy Darren had sent me a link to a funny you tube video so I followed it. As usually happens when I visit you tube, I ended up stuck following link after link and losing track of time. At one point I wanted to go back to a previous video so I could follow a different related link so I hit Ctrl+H to bring up the browser history.
I was scanning down the list of you tube pages when some of the entries further down the page caught my eye. What was Literotica? I scanned the page titles that had been viewed and was shocked. "Daddy Dearest", "My Daughter's Pussy" and "Cum on me Daddy!" were some of the titles that stuck out. I was partially horrified but also intrigued. Who had been looking at these pages? I clicked on the first one "Daddy Dearest".
It was an erotic story, in the Incest/Taboo section of Literotica which I realised was an erotic story website. I ended up reading the entire thing. It was about a man catching his step daughter having sex with her boyfriend, then one thing leads to another and she gives him a blowjob to persuade him not to tell her mother.
I couldn't help compare the step daughter in the story to my own step daughter Lori. Her father was Darla's ex-husband whom left her when Lori was two years old. Darla got full custody, but he saw her every second weekend. I married Darla when Lori was four and have helped raise her ever since, alongside our own kids Jacob and Hanna.
I had some conflicting emotions reading the story. On one hand it was very hot, even the idea of someone else receiving oral sex from his step daughter was quite a turn on for me. But on the other hand I couldn't stop imagining Lori doing the cock sucking which was a turn off, although it didn't stop me from reading. Perhaps a secret part of me wasn't as opposed to that as I would have liked.
When I finished the story I forced myself to shut down the machine and go to bed. Despite having my carnal urges expunged and plastered all over the shower wall, I still couldn't sleep for thought of whom had been reading these stories. The most likely candidate was Jacob as I knew he had sex on the brain, I even caught him masturbating a few times and had to give him the "It's a normal part of growing up." talk, but he had a computer in his room and wouldn't have used the one in the study. So I was left with my wife or one of my daughters. The question weighed on me until well into the early morning.
The next morning at breakfast it was a madhouse. Thursday was the only morning of the week when everyone was getting ready to head out at the same time. Darla and I work full time, Lori and Jacob were studying at University and Hanna was in High School.
"Short ass." called Jacob, directing his derisive comment at Lori as she tried unsuccessfully to reach some cereal on the top shelf. At almost exactly 5 feet tall Lori was the shortest in the family, inheriting the trait from her biological father. Jacob, Hanna and I were all over 6 feet while Darla was 5'8". Lori also carried around a head full of fiery red hair that she kept past her shoulders, also from her father.
"Will you just get it for me? Jackass!" Lori replied when Jacob walked right past her. What she lacked in height she made up for in a fiery confidence and self assuredness that matched her red hair. At 23 years old Lori was studying teaching at University, she had a lot of down time due to her class schedule but Thursday was one of her full days so unlike usual she was up early getting breakfast with the rest of us.
Jacob was already sitting down and didn't look like he was about to move. Jacob was 19 and in his first year of software engineering with the intention of getting into computer games. I suppose he was a bit of a geek. Physically he looked the part, slim but not built. Not very social, only a few friends and I'd never seen him go out with a girl. But like I said earlier, I knew he was interested in them. Or did I not mention that he had certain images of women displayed on his computer monitor when I caught him in the act?
"Inconsiderate little shit." said Lori as Hanna left her breakfast of two pieces of toast to get up and help her sister. Hanna was 18, in her last year of High School and the party girl of the family. The really brazen one. Although she had her drivers license and a car, she constantly wanted lifts to and from various parties so she could drink. As mentioned she was over 6 foot, perhaps 6 exactly and had pure blond hair to her shoulders.
"Grow a little and he won't have to be." Hanna told Lori jokingly.
Everyone ate their breakfast and discussed their day before drifting off separately until I was the only one left in the house. I worked at a local car dealership as a salesman and due to how close to home it was I was always the last to leave.
Later that afternoon I got home early as Greg had to close up the dealership so he could meet his pregnant wife at the hospital. I found Lori's car in the driveway. She must have finished school early for some reason. She wasn't in the lounge or kitchen so I wandered toward the bedrooms to say hello when I heard something that made me stop in my tracks right as I was about to call out to her from the corridor.
"Ohh yeah baby, just like that. Give it to me." called a seductive female voice.
I had an instant flashback to reading the story where the step daughter was caught fucking her boyfriend red handed. My brain raced at a million miles an hour as it tried to make sense of the sounds. It felt like forever before I realised that wasn't actually Lori's voice. Relief and confusion swept over me at once. I inched closer towards her door and found it was wide open, I guess she wasn't expecting anyone home this early. A moment before I could see anything I realised what the sounds were exactly, a video being played on the TV. Lori was watching porn. Not just any porn, but my porn. She was watching an old video tape from my private collection that we kept at the back of our wardrobe.
Then I passed the door frame and could see the TV. Lori's room had the door situated in the middle of the room with her TV and dresser on one side and her bed the opposite. So from this angle I had a clear view of the action on the TV but Lori and I couldn't see each other. A blonde woman was bent over a large four post bed while a man stood behind her fucking her with what looked like a monster cock. I remembered this one, she was a maid who had been caught masturbating in her employer's bedroom.
I watched silently from the hallway for a moment, wondering what to do. Then I headed back to the lounge room intending to leave and come back in an hour or so. Then I stopped, those Literotica stories had infected my mind. Instead of leaving her to her privacy like I should have I couldn't stop thinking that perhaps Lori was the one reading those dirty stories. I'm not sure why that made me want to confront her but I turned back around and headed for her door.
When I stepped fully into the door frame I was greeted with a glorious site. My 23 year old step daughter was lying on the bed watching the action on screen with her jeans pulled down to her ankles, her knees bent and spread to either side, red hair spread out over her pillow and her right hand fingering her pussy. I didn't get a very good look however as I instinctively spun around so I couldn't see anything.
"Oh shit! David!" she cried as I heard her struggle to pull her pants up, falling off the edge of the bed in the process. She never called me dad, despite raising her she didn't feel comfortable calling me that as that's what she called her biological father.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked when I heard her finish dressing.
I turned back around now, sure the coast was clear. The video was still playing and Lori grabbed for the remote and fumbled with it for a moment before stopping the video.
"Finished work early." I said.
"Um. It wasn't what it looked like." she said, unsteadily.
I laughed, "It looked like you were masturbating to one of my videos." I said.
We both stood there awkwardly for a moment as she gathered her thoughts.
"Well, yeah. But it's a one off thing and I promise I'll never do it again! Please don't tell anyone."
I had another flash to the Literotica story where the girl bought her Dad's silence with a blow job.
"Relax. It's natural." I said, reminded of my talk with Jacob a while back. I knew Lori didn't need the talk, I had a hunch she was already pretty experienced in this area, but I needed her to feel at ease as she normally talked to her mother about this sort of thing.
"I won't tell anyone," I continued, "I'm just surprised that you're interested in this sort of thing." I gestured at the lewd video cover sitting on the floor.
