Consenting Step Daughter

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She took another deep breath. She knew he was looking at her shapely tits pushing at the front of her gown. She knew he would get up and come over and she only had to wait a few moments before he got up.

“Good evening,” he said.

He was only a few years older than she was. He was dressed in a pair of tight blue jeans and a knit shirt. He was drinking a beer. He was a very muscular young man and she felt herself shivering as she looked at him.

“How are you?” she asked.

“It’s kind of late for you to be out, isn’t it?” he asked. “I’m Ted Wilson. We just moved in the other day.”

“I know,” she said. “I met your parents.”

“They told me there was a young girl living next door,” Ted said. “I thought they meant a very young girl.”

“And now you don’t think I’m that young,” she said.

“Oh no, baby. You sure don’t look young.”

“Would you like to come inside for a beer or a Coke or something?”

“That sounds nice.”

She knew it was obvious that a young girl wouldn’t be inviting a young man into her house in the middle of the night unless she had something kinky in mind. At least she hoped it was obvious. This young man was perfect for her.

“Aren’t your parents home?” Ted asked.

“They’re home,” she said. “But they sleep like the dead. They don’t hear anything.”

He smiled and she knew what he was thinking. She led him into the kitchen and she got him a beer. He sat watching her and sipped his beer. She sat across from him and crossed her legs. She let the gown slip back from her silky looking legs and she saw his eyes widen. She kind of shook herself and her gown slipped up, almost to her creamy thighs.

“When you finish your beer we can go into the living room,” she suggested. “It’s cooler in there and we can talk.”

He finished his beer in record time and put his arm around her as they walked into the living room. She wasn’t surprised to feel his hand sliding down her back and touching the slope of her ass.

“You work pretty fast,” she said.

There was no sense in trying to pretend that she was some kind of good girl. She knew who was aware of the musky heat coming off her body. It was obvious that she wanted to be fucked.

They sat down on the couch together. She didn’t protest when he put his arm around her and pulled lick tight. He kissed her mouth hard and immediately thrust his tongue into her mouth. She rubbed her tongue back at his and she felt the tension going through his body. Her thighs were trembling with excitement as she felt his hand drop down to her knee.

“Boy,” she said softly. “You must be hot and horny.”

“It’s been a while, baby,” he said. “I had a girlfriend in college who would do anything but she left. I’ve been high and dry since.”

“How long has that been?” she asked.

“About six months,” he told her.

“Ummmmm,” she said. “I’d better do something about that.”

She kissed him again and he pushed her back on the couch. One of his hands moved up between her legs and touched her panties. She shivered and spread her legs wider. His fingers brushed up and down between her legs and she moaned with pleasure.

His other hand moved up to caress one of her tits. His fingers brushed across her stiff nipples and made her shiver. He moved his fingers across her nipples until she was aching with desire.

“Did your girlfriend have tits as big as mine?” she asked.

“Shit no, baby,” he said. “Your tits are fantastic.”

She blushed with his compliment. She pressed her mouth closer to his and thrust her tongue deeper into his wet mouth. His hands moved down her body and underneath her. He was inside her gown, playing with her asscheeks. Finally, he clutched her ass and held onto her tightly. She could feel fiery little shivers going through her pussy.

He pressed his body down tightly on top of her. Her tits felt swollen as his chest pressed down on them. She moved her hands down his broad back and clutched at his hot small ass.

He lifted up and his hot eyes seemed to burn into her body. He reached down and peeled her robe up to her neck and then her gown. Her creamy tits were revealed to his hungry eyes. She saw him licking his lips.

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