Step Daughters Fantasies Made Real Ch. 01

I felt the silky smooth material of her panties rubbing up and down my engorged cock, the thrill was electric. It was wrong at so many levels, this was not my partner who was going to make me explode which was bad enough, worse it was her 18 year old daughter. She sat astride me in lingerie I had bought her to model in, full fashioned stockings, full soft satin panties, and full satin Basque that pushed her B cup up into full plump breasts that mesmerized as she rhythmically thrust her hips back and forth. I strained at the bindings I had foolishly agreed to be tied in as I longed to run my hands up her silky legs, to feel the smooth flesh of her hips and drag her harder onto me. This was however taken as a sign of resisting, "Don't struggle Adie, I know this is what you want and it's what I want too. I'm going to make you cum so hard..."

"Lisa, I know this situation is of my making, but we both know we shouldn't be doing this."

"Oh it's too late for that now Adie, I've known about your little habits with my underwear and spying on me when I came to stay. Now I'm going to have some fun and you can enjoy it or not, but if you try and stop me then you may as well pack your bags and leave to save the humiliation of my Mum kicking you out! "

With that Lisa ground her hips harder against me and her long red finger nails dug into my chest as she started to moan. I could feel the pearl G-String she had obviously secreted beneath her panties as she slipped up and down my cock. It was very obviously stimulating her and it was adding to the welling storm that was brewing in my loins as well.

I tried to think back to how I had got here, it had all seemed so deliciously naughty and I thought I had planned it so well that I wouldn't get caught......

Lisa had returned home after getting kicked out of her shared house for not paying her rent. In earlier years we had not got on, I found her shallow and annoying; lazy to the extreme and her attitude to her Mum nearly drove me to violence. The last thing I found her was attractive. She moved out as soon as she could to live with her boyfriend. With no job and no money this was a doomed venture and they soon broke up which lead to her moving in a with a friend. It was at this point she found a job she excelled at, door to door sales. She idolised the "Essex Girl" look, big blonde hair, lots of make-up and low cut tops with short skirts. From her sales it appeared that the look worked for her. Unfortunately the company she was selling for was dodgy and so one day she found herself, along with the rest of her team, locked out of the office and waiting for a pay cheque that never turned up. The change in her whilst she had been doing well was for the better so her Mum and I helped her whilst she found another job at a night club, but the wages were less and so we finally agreed she should move back with us.

It was at this point I noticed a sexy young lady, which was as much about demeanour as skimpy underwear and even skimpier skirts and tops! I found myself fantasying about what she got up to when she stayed over at "friends" houses and trying to catch glimpses of her as she walked past the bedroom door to the bathroom half naked. Then one day in the summer I came home early from work and whilst changing into my shorts to go and make the most of the sunny weather I spotted Lisa had had the same idea. Our garden was not overlooked so she had decided to go topless and was laying there with only the tiniest of bikini bottoms on to hide what was obviously a shaved mound and nothing else. I stood there for a few minutes, my cock growing harder, staring at her. As she lifted her head up to look around I realised she could have seen me standing at the window so I stepped back into the room so I would be hidden from sight outside whilst still maintain a line of sight. As she sat up she grabbed a bottle of oil and proceeded to massage it in all over her torso and especially her breasts. She then proceeded to oil her legs and thighs. The site was mesmerising and all I could do was imagine doing that for her, concentrating first on her nipples and then her inner thighs before massaging her clitoris through the skimpy material of her bikini.

I was so hard now it almost hurt and I was about to stand there and toss off when another thought made my cock stand up rock hard, Lisa's underwear was but 10 feet away. Despite Lisa being outside, I tiptoed into her room and started to look around. I had a specific item I was looking for as whilst I had seen a lot of her lingerie when she washed it, the lacy thong did nothing for me. There was a comb she would wear when she had a "hot date", a shiny animal print body with built in bra and a pair of black satin hot pants. These I found in the third draw I checked, all freshly laundered and ironed – (unlike most of her other clothes). These I proceeded to rub up and down my body and over my cock. The soft feel of the body felt so good and I imagined rubbing my hard cock up against her as she wore it. I then did the same with the shorts and then held them up to my face imagining burying it between her cheeks as she wore them.

By now I was screaming to cum and in a haze I imagined burying my cock deep inside her and pushed my cock through one leg of the shorts and then the animal print body before grasping my cock through the material. I barely had to stroke before I exploded and pumped spurt after spurt of cum into the garment. My knees almost buckled with the wave of pleasure and I sat down on her bed. As I wrung the last drips of cum out of my cock I suddenly realised that Lisa had said she would be going out tonight as it was her night off from work. Was she going to be looking to wear these? Shit! I ran to the bedroom window to check where she was, damn! She was sitting up and picking up things. I hastily ran to the bathroom and towelled off the spunk as best I could, I then dashed back to the bedroom and grabbed Kay's hair dryer... Where was Lisa, OK she was still in the garden, but she was pulling on a T-shirt. The dryer was working but both items were looking crumpled. I dashed into the spare room where we had a clothes press and prayed it would warm up fast. A quick check of the garden again and she was just finishing up a drink. I ran back to the spare room to check the press. It was hot enough, I lay both items out and slammed the top down. A bit of hissing latter and I pulled both items out. They looked OK, but the body felt stiff from the starch of my spunk, but there wasn't much I could do about that. I folded them as best I could remember and rushed to replace them. I had barely exited Lisa's room before I heard the patio door shut and I leapt into our bedroom and closed the door. I heard Lisa come up the stairs and head to the bathroom and start the shower. Under cover of the noise of the shower I dressed and headed downstairs. When the shower stopped and I heard the door open I called out a greeting.

"Hi Lisa, I'm home."

"Oh hi Adie, sorry I was in the shower and didn't hear you come home."

"Don't worry" I said, "are you eating with us tonight?"

"Nope, I'm on a hot date so you and Mum don't wait up." She said as she padded down the stairs.

With this she walked through to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. As she walked back up the stairs I noticed the towel wrapped round her head was the one I'd used to clean her clothes of spunk and my cock started to twitch again at the idea of my spunk being in her hair.

Later that night as Kay and I sat on the settee watching TV she popped her head round the door to say goodbye. As I suspected she was done up to the nines and wearing the animal print body and hot pants along with the most ridiculously high heels. At the site of this and the thought that she would be spending the night with my spunk stain next to her skin I became instantly hard and just waved my farewell from the seat for fear my hard on would be obvious.

Later that night Kay couldn't believe how "horny" I was and murmured something about making sure Lisa went out more often. Kay then excused herself saying she would go and shower then head to bed afterwards and was I interested in a an early night. I agreed this would be a great thing to do and commented on not having seen her in the animal print sating nighty I bought her for her birthday. Kay took this on board and shimmied into the bedroom wearing the garment. Thinking the flag pole that greeted her was all down to her she proceeded to make full use of a very ridged cock whilst I ran my hands all over her body, but mostly over the satin covered bits. Now Kay is in no way out of shape, but all the time I was seeing animal print I was imagining what it would look like on a nubile 18 year old body and as I flipped Kay over and pounded her hard from behind I kept imagining a pair of hot pants round her knees and a satin body open at the crotch. The imagery of my cock sliding in and out of Lisa was too much and once again I exploded, pulling out half way through to ensure the last few spurts flew up Kay's back and sat soaking into the material of her nighty.

In that post coital endorphin high I set my mind to realising my fantasy.