Previous story was how I met Melanie‘s mom and married her and from there, I was the stepfather from Melanie for many years until we became more
Hi, this is Melanie. I remember the day that Bob first came into our lives. I was six years old, and I instantly had a crush on him. I could tell my mom really loved him and he was always fun. They say a little girls grows up and marries a man that remind them of their father well, I didn’t know my biological dad he didn’t want the responsibility of being a father I suppose. I overheard mom saying many times. He was just a sperm donor and I didn’t have any clue what that meant when I was a little kid. Mom taught me that men only wanted one thing. But at six years of age, I was too young to understand what she meant.
I remember my mom changed a lot when Bob came into the picture. She seemed to smile more and be happier and was less grumpy with me. As I look back on my early childhood now, I can see that my mom needed a lot of healing. One day I got in trouble in school and came home and mom was yelling and screaming at me. I was crying and in tears. Mom left the house to go to the grocery store and Bob came to my room and said are you OK? I think I was nine years old and I just shook my head crying. He came over and he put his arm around me and said you know your mom loves you so much that she wants you to be a good girl to make good wise choices and she wanted you to remember that what you did in school was probably not the right thing to have done. It doesn’t mean she doesn’t love you she does. I looked at Bob and I said do you still love me? Bob said oh of course I do, I’ll always love you no matter what. My mom said I was a hugger and I remember hugging him really really extra hard. He said it’s OK kiddo. Anytime you need to talk. I’m here and I’ll always be here for you. And I knew he was telling me the truth.
I had always been a bit of a sneak, even before my mom met Bob. I would sneak into her room and I would look at some of her sex toys. I didn’t exactly know what they were for because I was way too young, but I would turn them on and they would buzz and I would giggle. It made me happy just to hold them in my hand and feel those vibrations. Later in school some of my school mates who probably shouldn’t have known what sex toys were told me what they were used for. I would sneak into my mom‘s room and get one of them and put it on my little clit and then I would cum and have an orgasm. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. I also would sneak through her her dresser, just looking. I had no idea my mom worked G strings, but I remember trying them on…. It felt weird, but I have to admit it looks sexy.
When Bob married my mom and we moved in with him, I would sneak through his stuff too. I’ve never seen men’s underwear before. I don’t know why but I enjoyed just holding them and I really enjoyed the smell. I never got caught. I was pretty good at sneaking.
And my mom’s birthday came, and we were planning a really nice surprise for her, but she never made it home from my aunts house killed by a drunk driver I cried for weeks and while Bob tried to be there for me he was emotionally distant because he was dealing with his own emotional pain we went into therapy and the therapist had us start journaling our thoughts and our feelings it didn’t help or at least it didn’t help me. I did it, but I could tell it was helping Bob. I had to know what he was doing differently what he was writing that was helping him. I thought maybe I was doing it wrong. I’d always get home from school before he got home from work. I knew I had exactly an hour and a half. I knew where he kept his journal. It wasn’t locked up. He trusted me. And yet I read his journal, his private thoughts violating that trust.
I was becoming interested in boys in school I think I was 12 for the next two years I kept reading everything that Bob had written how he missed my mom how he missed making love to her He chronicled every detail of their intimate life together I know this is gonna sound silly, but I found myself becoming jealous of my mom because she had found a man that made her happy as I read more. I started realizing why mom was always smiling. Yeah I heard them in their room when they thought I was asleep. I knew firsthand what mom said to Bob while they were making love. A part of me wanted exactly what my mom had. I talked to a couple of my friends at school who were sluts. I told them about the journal. I told them about how I felt. Their advice to me was to seduce him. Part of me wanted to do that because I knew it would make him happy and I also wanted to experience firsthand with my mom truly loved. Another part of me was scared that part of me knew it was wrong. That part of me knew Bob would or might reject me and it may change the wonderful relationship that we had. That internal battle went on at least through out the yr I was 13.
My 14th birthday was coming up and Bob said he had something very special for me and he took me out and bought this beautiful evening gown. It was red and it looks so good of course I tried it on with my tennis shoes on and it looked goofy but he also bought me some beautiful shoes. I looked in the mirror and I knew that I was old enough and that I wanted and what I wanted was Bob. Not just sex from him but the whole package. I wanted him in a way that society would never understand or allow. My slut friend said if I do this, it has to be a secret. They told me that Bob could go to prison. I didn’t want that, but I wanted him happy and more than that. I wanted me happy
I reread his diary about the first time he and my mom had sex and I memorized everything. Everything that He said that my mom said. How she seduced him. Offered him coffee. Sat and snuggled. And straddle his cock. Some of the things I didn’t understand I asked my slutty friends that they explained it to me. My friends also shared with me how to give a proper blow job. Number one rule no teeth. Number two use lots of tongue. Feel free to suck hard on it. Make soft moaning sounds as you’re doing it. Tell him he is bigger than what I thought he was going to be. They said that really turns men on. I even went over to their homes and watched porn when their parents weren’t there and of course that just made me wet because I saw nothing but my daddy there. And I noticed that all the girls called the men daddy, even if they weren’t. My friend said oh yeah that’s something all men love to be called. I’ve never called Bob daddy, but I knew I was going to that night.
Bob had a limo service rented for the evening and he took us out to eat dinner and then after dinner I was actually surprised he let me drink wine. I was feeling a little tipsy, which just gave me the encouragement to do what I wanted and needed and thought I had to do.
Once we got home. I summoned up my courage. My slut friends told me that he may fight me that he may say no. They also told me that if I’m straddling his cock, it will get hard and when you feel it getting hard you tell him that Mr. happy down there thinks it’s a good idea. Wasn’t too sure about calling it Mr. happy but I knew what they meant.
That night was amazing. Of all of my birthdays that I’ve had and I am 28 now. That one was the most memorable. I was told that losing my virginity would hurt and that was an understatement. Bob was so patient and loving. When he busted my Hymen, he held himself inside me until the pain subsided. When he started fucking me and telling me how beautifully tight and hot and wet I am and how he has missed making love and how he has often thought about doing this with me and he said he would masturbate while thinking about this. I knew he was right because he adjourned that he had thought about me in this way, but he also journal that he had to be strong and not given to these base Temptations. However, within just a few minutes, I felt his cock hardened as he came inside me, it was the most amazing feeling. I could feel his shaft pulsing. The look on his face was amazing. I knew right then that I didn’t want anyone else ever. I wanted Bob.
I remember him showering me, and I remember me lathering up his cock, and as I washed his cock, it began to get hard again. I remembered everything that my slut friends had told me so I dropped my knees, I looked up in his eyes, and I took his cock in my mouth, and I try to remember everything that they told me to do. I sucked him and I sucked him and I sucked him for what seemed like forever and he held my head and he sprayed his cum into my mouth and I tasted it.
One of my friends said she loves the taste of cum and the other one said it tasted horrible, but she swallowed it anyway. I knew I was going to swallow it, but I didn’t know what it was gonna taste like. His pre-cum was very sweet and I loved the taste of his pre-cum, but the actual cum was a little saltier. But it wasn’t horribly bad. Every time he has cum in my mouth, I have always swallowed. I show him the cum in my mouth first before I swallow, but he knows I’m going to swallow it. Some girls swallow and make a face as they do that, but I swallow it as if it’s the sweetest one most wonderful thing I’ve ever eaten in my entire life and I always smile afterwards. I always say thank you daddy. I love you daddy. I love it when you put your love inside me.
That first night when he came, I told him to cum inside my pussy. He was too far gone to pulled out and I didn’t want him to. A part of me wanted to have his baby. I didn’t know he had a vasectomy. And I don’t care. That still is one of our favorite fantasies. I love it when he says I’m going to fuck a baby into your little pussy. I play the fantasy along with him. He gets me off just as much as it gets him off. .
I asked him if I could have some friends over for the weekend to spend the night and of course, he said yes. I invited my two slut friends over, Denise and Susie. They both had been fucking their dad since they were very, very young younger than me when I started fucking Bob. I had told them every detail of our passionate sex life. Bob didn’t know they were sluts. Bob also didn’t know Denise had a huge crush on him. Ironically, Bob’s birthday is a couple of weeks after mine so I had planned this overnight thing as a big birthday present for Bob.
As I look back now, I recognize that even though I had planned this, I had become jealous of my two friends for fucking Bob
Friday came and my friends came home from school with me. Each had a backpack. Each knew they were going to spend the weekend and go back Sunday night and they knew it was Bob’s birthday and we had all agreed that we were going to make this a memorable birthday for Bob.
Bob had ordered pizza for all of us and since it was Bob’s birthday I knew he would be celebrating a little bit with drinking. Bob’s not a big drinker, but I wanted to get him drunk enough that he wouldn’t be able to say no to us. One of the girls brought a small bottle of Everclear. Bob made his first drink, which was a margarita and we put into his drink 2 tablespoons of Everclear. I remember Bob saying wow this is some really good margaritas. He said I think I’ll have one more. We all giggled. As he started drinking a second margarita with again, three more tablespoons of ever clear in it this time. He was putty in our hands.
I put on one of the porn DVDs that shows a man with two young girls. Bob said should we be watching this now and then taking a sip of his laced drink. I came over and I kissed him on the cheek and I said I love you, daddy. He said I love you too, sweetheart. Should we be watching this with your friends here? Denise came over and said it’s OK. I watched this with my daddy all the time. She placed her hand on his cock through his shorts and began to slowly massage it, and of course it got rock hard. Susie came over and knelt on her knees in front of Bob who was sitting on the sofa and spread his legs and fished his cock out from the side of his shorts and began to suck on it. I remember Bob just moaning softly turning to me and French kissing me and telling me that feels so good baby. Denise put her hand on his cheek and turned it to her and she too began to French kiss Bob. Bob managed to say we shouldn’t… And at that point Susie started sucking him hard harder and harder and Denise put his hand on her pretty large breast and said play with it Bob I know you want to. It’s OK play with my titties I like that. Bob was pretty wasted and he did. Bob slurred his speech a little and said take them off and I’ll do more than play. As Denise started taking off her blouse and bra, Bob reached over and grabbed my left breast, squeezed hard and kissed me furiously. Susie stopped, sucking him and came up and took my place with kissing him and then I took my place sucking his cock.
Denise was now completely naked and Bob’s hand found her pussy which was totally wet. He says I wanna fuck that little pussy tonight and Denise says she needed to be fucked. Bob Frenched her some more and also sucked on her tits while I sucked on his cock. Denise straddle him, and I helped guide my daddy’s cock into her pussy. She leaned into Bob grinding her clit against him. While she rode his cock. Susie came down and started sucking on Bob’s balls. Not sure how she got her head in there to do that but she did. Bob was getting very close to coming and at this point Denise had been telling Bob fuck me, daddy fuck your little girl fuck your little girl hard and her pussy she needs my pussy is so wet. I’ve been thinking of you all day. I need you to come deep in my pussy daddy come on baby. However. Denise got off of his cock. And said baby, you’re gonna cum a lot tonight, but I don’t want you coming right now. He said I wanna fuck you bitch bitch. He was slurring his speech. Any moral or ethical concerns about fucking my friends was not an issue. Soon, Susie straddled him and she started fucking him. But she got him to the edge of orgasm, and she also quit. We took daddy to the bedroom. I got on top of his cock and I said daddy I need you to cum inside me. I started riding him just like he loves to be ridden. Denise had straddle his face, and I could see Bob’s mouth as he was eating her pussy. Denise had her first orgasm and flooded his mouth with her cum. She got off and Susie got on top of his face and straddled his face grinding her self into him as if she owned him . She too came really hard.
Their hands were all over his chest. They were kissing his ears, his neck, talking dirty to him. Encouraging him to fuck his little girl and come inside me. Pretty soon he was flooding my pussy with his cum. We got up and Susie licked his cock clean and we told him good night daddy happy birthday. We went into the living room and we came back an hour later and then it was Denise’s turn to fuck my dad and she fucked him so good. He had sobered up a lot so this time his hips were thrusting inside of her. Denise said it took her breath away every time his cock hit inside her because there was some discomfort involved. Susie told me that Bob was thicker that her dad so she wasn’t used to the thickness, but she loved it. The rest of that night we took turns eating each other and fucking each other.
Saturday morning came we all woke up in the same bed together all naked, my hand holding my daddy’s balls. Denise’s hand cradling Bob’s head and Susie’s hand gently stroking his cock as she laid between his legs on her tummy. We could tell Bob was going to say something like we can’t do this anymore and we said it’s OK. This is your birthday present. We won’t tell anybody. We just wanna have fun with you this weekend. I went to fix Bob some breakfast and serve it to him in bed while my friends made sure he woke up with a smile. As I was preparing French toast and bacon, I could hear him yelling how good it fucking feels. I don’t know who he was fucking but it must’ve been good. After breakfast, Bob brought out my mom’s Sybian machine. He handcuffed Denise who rode it first. This is something that he had written in his journal that he and my mom used to do. He would force whoever was riding to stay on it until they were begging to get off and then he just turned the power up even more sadistically until they were having involuntary orgasms, and their bodies were spasming out of control. He said mom had to get used to it, but she always loved it. Denise was the first victim and sure enough. I heard her pleading to get off and he said no slut you’re gonna stay on it. He stood in front of her and shoved his cock into her mouth so when she made her please, it was with a mouth filled with a hard cock that sounded so fucking sexy. I took notes! I have no idea how many orgasms she had but when he did let her off, she collapsed and he fucked her hard. He grabbed her by the knees and slammed her knees up on either side of her head, lifting her ass off the bed and he fucked her like the whore she was. When I brought him breakfast, Susie was on the machine, and I sat and watched. Denise was curled up in a ball on the bed, still shaking and whimpering. Susie wasn’t going to ask to get off. She wanted it higher and higher so he turned it on full blast. Susie started crying, and her crying was muffled by his cock in her mouth as well but she never once asked to get off. When she said I’m cumming she could hardly articulate the words. When Daddy did turn off the Sybian she too rolled over into a fetal position, still shaking.
Daddy ate breakfast and he said you know, sweetheart you’re next. I look at the two of them and I said yes daddy ruin me just like you did them if it makes you happy keep me on it all day long. I want you to be happy. Bob smiled big and he said OK baby. He ate the rest of his food and he said honey I need to fuck Susie could you please suck me and get me hard and I said of course daddy so I sucked my daddy and got him very very hard and he said good he went and got some lubricant and I thought that was strange and he said OK Susie you’re a big girl aren’t you and she shook her head yes and he said good and he rolled her onto her back and he started lubbing up her ass and he put one finger in and she started fighting and he said don’t fight or I’ll put you back on the machine Susie stop fighting, and daddy lathered up his cock with that oil and then very gently he started pushing into her ass Susie was moaning, but it was not moans of happiness. It was moans of pain at first which leader more to pleasure. Susie said fuck my ass fuck it hard. Don’t tell my daddy because he thinks I’m a virgin there but fuck me hard. Daddy fucked her for a good 15 minutes and then let out his scream as he unloaded his cum into her ass.
Daddy put me on the Sybian next. He wasn’t as brutal with me as he was with them, but I had five good orgasms and I was more than happy to get off at that point and he’ll allowed me too.
We are took a shower. I always took a shower with daddy and I always cleaned his cock and sucked, clean and dry. He said my balls are completely empty, sweetheart. We went to the zoo, and we watched as the monkeys fucked the female monkeys. It was amazing how fast they could fuck. I think we all watched that got horny. We also got to see an elephant humping another elephant, which is something that you don’t normally get to see a lot at the zoo. We had a great time and it was time for dinner and of course, more pizza. We got home at this time we all were allowed to drink alcoholic beverages. We spent the night sucking my daddy fucking him and being eaten by him. He drained his balls completely into us. The last time I gave him a blow job he came and I felt him pumping, but there was nothing that came out. He was truly empty.
He took everyone home on Sunday and came back to the house and said sweetheart thank you for that beautiful birthday present my pussy was so sore and I could only imagine how Denise and Susie felt I knew their daddy’s would want to fuck them tonight and since we’ve already talked, they knew they had to pretend to be horny and that they miss their daddy’s a lot, and we’re glad to be back
I did ask Bob to marry me and he did agree and we got married and have been for about eight years. We’re both getting older but our sex life is still wonderful. Other than those two girls, he’s never stepped outside the marriage on me. And I’ve never stepped outside the marriage on him. I love him and he loves me. And since he’s my stepdad, its not technically incest. Although to this day, I still call him, daddy. Ironically, before we became lovers I always called him Bob, but after we became lovers, I always called him, daddy. Because that’s what daddy likes.
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