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was underage. She was
almost nineteen. And he wasn’t her real dad either. He never
adopted her. They simply lived together, alone. There was nothing
stopping Darren from ravaging her now that he knew she was
interested in him enough she’d watch his porn. But he didn’t.
    Lindsey was still focusing on her
disappointment that he didn’t want her when he knocked on her
bedroom door. He didn’t wait for an answer, but after a few days of
her giving him the silent-treatment, surely he knew she wasn’t
going to welcome him. He slowly encroached, entering her room with
his hands behind his back as he wandered toward her bed.
    “Is it okay if I come in?” he asked. With
her typical response, she shrugged as if she didn’t care about
anything anymore, which was far from the truth. “Are you coming
downstairs? I ordered Chinese food.” She shook her head, and then
dropped a hint that if he wasn’t offering himself to satisfy a
different kind of hunger than she’d rather lick her wounds in
private and she returned to her book she’d been escaping in.
    When her eyes returned to the pages, Darren
set a wrapped shoebox onto the book. “I got this for you today.” In
stubbornness, she set the gift aside, but murmured a soft thank
you, which she genuinely meant. “Will you open it?”
    “Can I later?” She closed the book and
looked at the shiny silver paper that was neatly folded around the
box. She was dying to know what was inside, but after days of
holding a grudge, maintaining her bad mood just seemed easier. “I
appreciate it. I do. But…this is so embarrassing.”
    “I know,” he said quickly, and he was about
to continue, but the little she said stirred up her humiliation
again and she suddenly had to get up from the bed and leave his
presence. “Okay, I’ll give you time.” Darren jumped up from the
bed, leaving her room before she could rush out.
    He left her while standing in the middle of
the room. When he shut the door, her eyes darted to the box. But
she still pretended to not be interested in it until she heard him
driving off a half hour later. By that time, she had a hand on the
gift and been reading the same paragraph for the last ten minutes
as her mind kept wandering back to the distracting package. She
finally couldn’t take it anymore, and with him not in house, there
was no reason to hold up her stubborn walls. She tore into the
gift, ripping off the paper and then dug through tissue before she
found what he gave her inside a plastic clamshell. She laughed,
sounding happier than she’d been in days when she removed a ten
inch flesh colored vibrator, equipped with batteries and a bonus
clit tickler that looked like a bunny that slid down the toy when
wanted.
    Her stepdad bought her a sex toy !
    She giggled, instantly knowing what she’d do
to make amends for her shitty attitude, and once again ran to his
closet while she had an opportunity to use her new gift with him
not at home. As she dug in his chest it occurred to her that he
left to give her time to use it. Once she found his camera and
tripod, she carefully set it up at the foot of his bed and because
she didn’t know when he’d be back, she pressed record without
delay.
    She stripped down to her bra and panties
before coming into view of the camera. She crawled into the screen,
heading to the middle of his bed. She sat with legs spread for the
camera, and began to run the end from one thigh to her other,
crossing the cockhead over her panties. “Thanks for my toy,
Darren,” she smiled at the camera, but then relaxed against the
headrest and made the swipes along her panties and legs shorter and
shorter until the end of the vibrator was continually brushing her
clit. For several minutes she played with herself, loving that she
was masturbating for him. She wanted him hot and turned on by the
sight of a lifelike dick stroking her panties.
    Then she slid the vibrator down her belly,
dipped it into her underwear, and then repeatedly