It was a Tuesday, I’ll always remember that. It was summer and quite warm in Canada. I had gotten home from work a little less than an hour ago and was sitting in my cozy leather chair with my feet up on the matching foot stool. My stepdaughter Brandi was off work from her part time job at a fast food restaurant and in her room working on some homework before dinner. Her mom works at a pub not too far from home. A quiet little place with regular customers and off track horse racing betting going on until 11pm. She usually worked there five or six days a week. I was getting hungry so I hollered into Brandi to come here. A minute or so went by and she came quietly out into the living room.
Her mom and I have been together for almost 6 years and we’ve all adapted pretty well to living together. Brandi was 8 when I moved in and was a little put out at first but has accepted me into her life.
As she came around the corner from the hall I saw that she was only wearing a short white t-shirt and a pair of pink, cheeky panties. A year or so after I moved in it became a not so uncommon site to see her in a t-shirt and underwear but the years have passed and she is now a fairly well developed 14 year old. She is around 5’7, has long light blond hair. Her breasts have really developed in the last two years, I’d say they’re getting pretty close to a d cup. Her legs are pretty well toned from track at school and her ass is just as or more toned than her legs.
I say to her, “it’s getting close to dinner time, do you have any idea of what you’d like to eat?” Her face lights up and she comes trotting over to me and sits down in my lap. “Can we please get some take out, like McDonald’s or Wendy’s or something?” I like said “I don’t think we need takeout again, I was going to cook something quick here I just wanted to know if you had an idea of what you would like” A pouty look takes over her face and as she turns sideways to put one leg on each side of my legs, she says “please can we just get takeout one more time?”
As she talked to reached her arms out and wrapped them around my shoulders to give me a hug. As her hands passed my face, a very familiar scent arose. It took me a second to realize what it was. It was her hands, they for unmistakably smelled like pussy. She must have been in her room playing with herself when I called her out to ask about dinner.
It was like lightning struck in my brain when I put it all together. It smelled great and within a couple of seconds I could feel movement in my pants. I was starting to panic a little bit, there she was straddled on my lap her mound not far from my groin and I could feel it growing, reaching out towards her. “Listen, you’re getting older and your body is quickly growing into a woman’s body, you really shouldn’t be walking around the house in that short of a shirt and just panties underneath. And you definitely shouldn’t be sitting on my lap like this in just panties.”
“What’s wrong with me sitting on you like this in just panties, and what difference does it make if I’m getting a woman’s body?” She asked. “Well I said, I am a 37 year old guy that is in a relationship with your mother, who would probably be quite upset if she walked in right now and as for your body, as you become a woman and your hips, breasts and butt fill in, boys and men start to notice. It’s a natural thing for a guy to get aroused when a girl has a sexy body. The problem is, you’re my stepdaughter and you’re 14 years old. And why do your hands smell like that?
Again her face changed and she pulled a hand from behind me and put it up to her face. As she took a sniff she realized the smell I was talking about. “You can smell that? I put some lotion on my legs before I came out here.” I looked her in the eyes and said “there is no hand lotion that smells like that, I think we both know what that smell is. She paused for a minute and then asked “what do you think that smell is?” I took a few seconds before answering back to figure out how to phrase it but there really wasn’t a good phrase. “That is the smell of your vagina on your hands, why do they smell like that?” Embarrassed, and realizing that she was caught she calmly said. “I am sorry, sometimes I have a tingling down there and I try to ignore it hoping it will pass but it doesn’t. The only way for me to get rid of it is to rub myself for a little while and then it kinda goes away”
“There’s no need to be sorry for that, but you should try to make sure you go to the bathroom wash your hands before you come out to see people. “I didn’t think anyone would be able to smell it or if they did I didn’t know that they would know what it was. How were you so certain that that’s what the smell was?”
“Because I know what they smell like, some may smell a little different than others but to a man they have an unmistakable scent that gets their attention and arouses them. That is why you shouldn’t be sitting on my lap in just panties and having your hands smell like your. Vagina”
She thought for a second and then said “so you’re telling me that me sitting on you like this and you being able to smell that on my hands is getting you aroused? I know what sex is, and I know that’s why I get the tingles down there but I didn’t know that me in panties and the smell of my vagina could arouse a man” As she finished talking she slid forward a few inches, quickly closing the gap between my semi hard cock and her more than likely wet pussy from the conversation we were having.
“Well, I am trying hard not to get aroused but can feel the warmth from your vagina on me and the smell from your hands is absolutely not helping.She for some reason looked down as I shifted and at that moment she could see the bulge in the front of my pants. There was no way to hide it. She looked back up at me and something changed in her eyes. For a moment I just saw a beautiful, sexy girl sitting in my lap with her lips parted, nipples hardened now showing through her thin t-shirt and not my 14 year old stepdaughter.
It seemed like an eternity of silence which really was probably 30 seconds, the time it took her to build her courage up. “So, if you’re aroused now, which I can see you are” she slid the last few remains inches up my lap until the softness of her panty clad mound rested against the hardness in my pants, “does that mean you want to fuck me daddy?”
Stunned and tongue tied I sat there staring into her eyes, trying to make sense of what she had just said to me. Did I really hear her say that? I know I did. How did she get the courage up to ask that? Do I need to answer? And she is staring right back at me waiting for an answer to her very bold question.
“Brandi! Why would you ask me that? You’re my stepdaughter, why would you think I want to fuck you?”
As I am still looking her in the face I feel her hips slowly start to move forward again, then back, then forward again.
“Because daddy, your cock is hard, I can see it and feel it through your pants. They’re not doing a very good job of hiding it.” She continues to move her hips back and forth, with a steady pressure and a slight bit of increasing speed. “I am really wet and horny, I’ve tried so hard to get rid of the tingling in my pussy but it never seems to stop. Is there something you can do to make it stop daddy? If you fuck my pussy, will it make the tingling stop?”
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