Charles Dera watched his stepdaughter Cassie Lenoir through the window, her phone propped up against the mirror as she snapped selfies. He sighed, knowing he should probably intervene. He knocked on her bedroom door, and she quickly hid her phone showing stepdaughter sex.
“Cassie, can I come in?” Charles asked, his voice deep and authoritative.
“Sure, Dad,” she replied, trying to hide her embarrassment.
Charles entered the room, his eyes scanning the scattered clothes and makeup brushes. “Cassie, we need to talk about this obsession with selfies.”
She rolled her eyes. “It’s just a bit of fun, Dad. It’s not like I’m doing anything wrong.”
Charles sat down on the edge of her bed, his gaze meeting hers. “It’s not about right or wrong, Cassie. It’s about your self-worth. You’re beautiful, you don’t need to seek validation from strangers online.”
Cassie looked away, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes. “I just… I like the attention, okay? Is that so bad?”
Charles reached out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “It’s not bad, sweetheart. But there are healthier ways to get that attention.”
Cassie looked into his eyes, a spark of interest igniting in hers. “Like what, Dad?”
Charles leaned in, his voice low. “Like this, for instance.” He leaned in, capturing her lips in a soft, sensual kiss. Cassie hesitated for a moment before melting into him, her lips parting to allow his tongue to explore her mouth.
Charles broke the kiss, his breath ragged. “You see, Cassie, this is the kind of pervy family attention you should crave. The kind that’s just for you.”
Cassie looked at him, her cheeks flushed. “Dad, I… I shouldn’t want this stepdaughter sex. It’s wrong.”
Charles smiled, his hand caressing her cheek. “Who says it’s wrong, Cassie? As long as we’re both consenting adults, there’s nothing wrong with this.”
Cassie bit her lip, her eyes flickering with desire. “But… we’re stepdad and stepdaughter.”
Charles nodded. “And you’re my stepdaughter. But we’re also two adults who find each other attractive. Why not explore that?”
Cassie looked into his eyes, her resolve crumbling. “Okay, Dad. But… what stepdaughter sex do we do?”
Charles stood up, his hands reaching for the hem of her shirt. “We take it slow, Cassie. We explore each other’s bodies, learn what we like, what we don’t. And most importantly, we communicate.”
Cassie nodded, her shirt coming off to reveal her lacy bra. Charles smiled, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples through the fabric. “You’re so beautiful, Cassie,” he murmured, his lips capturing hers again.
Cassie moaned softly, her hands reaching for his shirt. Charles helped her pull it off, revealing his muscular chest. Cassie’s hands explored his body, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles.
Charles unhooked her bra, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples. Cassie arched into his touch, her breath coming in soft gasps. “Does that feel good, Cassie?” Charles asked, his voice low.
“Yes, Dad,” she whispered, her eyes closed.
Charles captured one of her nipples in his mouth, his tongue swirling around it. Cassie moaned, her hands fisting his hair. “Oh, Dad… that stepdaughter sex action feels so good.”
Charles moved to the other nipple, his hands sliding down to unbutton her jeans. Cassie helped him push them down, her panties following shortly after. Charles looked at her, his eyes taking in her naked body. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Cassie,” he growled, his hands stroking her thighs.
Cassie blushed at his words, her eyes meeting his. “You like what you see, Daddy?” she asked, her voice sultry.
Charles nodded, his hands moving to her pussy. “I do, sweetheart. I do.” He slipped a finger inside her, his thumb circling her clit. Cassie moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
“You’re so wet, Cassie. You want this, don’t you?” Charles asked, his voice low.
“Yes, Dad. I want this. I want you,” she whispered, her eyes locked onto his.
Charles slipped another finger inside her, his thumb pressing harder on her clit. Cassie moaned, her body tensing as she approached orgasm. “That’s it, Cassie. Come for me,” Charles urged.
Cassie cried out, her body convulsing as she came. Charles held her through it, his fingers gently stroking her as she came down from her high.
“That stepdaughter sex action was… incredible, Dad,” Cassie whispered, her eyes closed.
Charles smiled, his fingers slipping out of her. “And we’re just getting started, sweetheart.” He stood up, quickly shedding the rest of his clothes. Cassie looked at him, her eyes wide.
“You’re… you’re huge, Dad,” she whispered, her eyes locked onto his cock.
Charles chuckled, his cock throbbing at her words. “And you’re going to take every inch of it, aren’t you, Cassie?”
Cassie nodded, her eyes meeting his. “Yes, Dad. I want you inside me.”
Charles lay down on the bed, his cock standing tall and proud. Cassie climbed on top of him, her hands guiding his big cock to her entrance. She slowly lowered herself onto him, her eyes closed as she took him in.
“Oh, Dad… you’re so big,” she whispered, her body adjusting to his size.
Charles groaned, his hands gripping her hips. “You feel so fucking good, Cassie. So tight and hot.”
Cassie began to move, her hips rising and falling as she rode him. Charles watched her, his eyes taking in every inch of her body. “That’s it, sweetheart. Ride me. Show me how much you want this.”
Cassie moaned, her body moving faster. “I do, Dad. I want this. I want you.”
Charles sat up, his mouth capturing one of her nipples as she rode him. Cassie cried out, her teen body convulsing as another orgasm hit her. Charles held her through it, his cock throbbing inside her.
“Your turn, Dad,” Cassie whispered, her body still trembling from her orgasm.
Charles nodded, his hands guiding her onto her back. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance. “You ready for me, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice low.
Cassie nodded, her legs wrapping around his waist. “Yes, Dad. I’m ready.”
Charles slipped inside her, his cock filling her completely. Cassie was moaning, her nails digging into his back. “Oh, Dad… that feels so good.”
Charles began to move, his cock sliding in and out of her. Cassie met his thrusts, her body moving in sync with his. “Harder, Dad. Fuck me harder,” she whispered, her voice ragged.
Charles obliged, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. Cassie cried out, her body convulsing as another orgasm hit her. Charles groaned, his body tensing as he came inside her.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths ragged. “That was… incredible, Cassie,” Charles said, his voice low.
Cassie smiled, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. “It was, Dad. It really was.”
