Kara’s opening.
Not two seconds later, Benny was pulling out and squirting his release all over the girl’s glistening skin as well, coating her with it.
“I think my little Kara likes being covered in cum,” Benny said with a laugh as Kara ran a manicured finger through the thick white trail before lifting it to her mouth to have a taste.
Oh. My. God.
My fingers were back inside my panties in an instant. As erotic as it was, I was ready to watch the whole thing over again, and this time I was going to pretend that I was Kara, that I was the sexy girl that David and his friend were sharing.
I wanted to imagine what it was like to be fucked by two men at the same time.
At least until I heard Daddy calling from downstairs.
Frantically, I turned off David’s DVD player, deciding that I’d just have to come back up and watch it over again another time, preferably when my stepdad wasn’t home.
...
In the months that followed, I often found myself in my stepbrother’s room – whenever I was home alone. It was my new obsession, and I had no intention of stopping anytime soon, no matter how sick and depraved I knew I was for watching.
The following week, just a few days before my graduation, I knew that David would be coming home from college to spend the summer here with Daddy and me before it was time for both of us to pack up and leave for the fall semester – that was, if I managed to get a scholarship.
Though, after watching David’s tape over and over, I had a feeling I’d never be able to look at my stepbrother the same way again.
Briefly, I’d wondered what Daddy would think if he knew the dirty thoughts I had about his son, and for a split second, I even wondered if it would make him jealous. Realizing how ridiculous that thought sounded, I immediately chastised myself for even considering it.
Of course Daddy wouldn’t be jealous. He’d probably be upset and disappointed. He’d probably kick me out on my ass .
Maybe I was delusional, but something inside me longed to know what Daddy would think about my new obsession. I kind of wanted him to be jealous, and I didn’t know what that said about me as a person.
Was I freak for wanting that kind of attention from my stepfather and stepbrother?
Probably, but it was hard not to want them both.
To me, Daddy and David were the hottest guys in the world, both of them equally sexy in their own way. Of course, Daddy was older and more distinguished, not to mention the fact that his dark hair was flecked with quite a bit of grey. He also wore clothes that were a bit more mature, like slacks and button up shirts, along with his reading glasses, while David had always been more of a jeans-and-a-t-shirt type guy.
I had to admit that even though he was close to twenty years older than David, Daddy looked every bit as good, especially for a man in his forties. With bodies like those, it was obvious that both men had won the lottery when it came to good genes.
Why my mother thought money was worth giving up a man like Daddy for some wrinkled old geezer, I’d never know.
It was her loss.
Not that it was my gain, though.
Yeah, I got to spend time with him every once in a while, but nothing ever happened other than the fact that he’d stare at me on occasion. I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking about all those times. Were his thoughts as depraved as my own? Doubtful.
I knew I had no right thinking about Daddy that way, or David for that matter, but I just couldn’t stop. It was as if David’s dirty movie had awakened something inside of me, something strange and new, erotic and wanton. It was like I was possessed.
...
I knew my desperation had reached an all-time low when I came down for breakfast one Saturday morning, freshly showered and dressed in nothing but a pair of panties and a short, silky robe that had once belonged to my mother.
My wet hair was pulled back with a clip so it wouldn’t get in
Not two seconds later, Benny was pulling out and squirting his release all over the girl’s glistening skin as well, coating her with it.
“I think my little Kara likes being covered in cum,” Benny said with a laugh as Kara ran a manicured finger through the thick white trail before lifting it to her mouth to have a taste.
Oh. My. God.
My fingers were back inside my panties in an instant. As erotic as it was, I was ready to watch the whole thing over again, and this time I was going to pretend that I was Kara, that I was the sexy girl that David and his friend were sharing.
I wanted to imagine what it was like to be fucked by two men at the same time.
At least until I heard Daddy calling from downstairs.
Frantically, I turned off David’s DVD player, deciding that I’d just have to come back up and watch it over again another time, preferably when my stepdad wasn’t home.
...
In the months that followed, I often found myself in my stepbrother’s room – whenever I was home alone. It was my new obsession, and I had no intention of stopping anytime soon, no matter how sick and depraved I knew I was for watching.
The following week, just a few days before my graduation, I knew that David would be coming home from college to spend the summer here with Daddy and me before it was time for both of us to pack up and leave for the fall semester – that was, if I managed to get a scholarship.
Though, after watching David’s tape over and over, I had a feeling I’d never be able to look at my stepbrother the same way again.
Briefly, I’d wondered what Daddy would think if he knew the dirty thoughts I had about his son, and for a split second, I even wondered if it would make him jealous. Realizing how ridiculous that thought sounded, I immediately chastised myself for even considering it.
Of course Daddy wouldn’t be jealous. He’d probably be upset and disappointed. He’d probably kick me out on my ass .
Maybe I was delusional, but something inside me longed to know what Daddy would think about my new obsession. I kind of wanted him to be jealous, and I didn’t know what that said about me as a person.
Was I freak for wanting that kind of attention from my stepfather and stepbrother?
Probably, but it was hard not to want them both.
To me, Daddy and David were the hottest guys in the world, both of them equally sexy in their own way. Of course, Daddy was older and more distinguished, not to mention the fact that his dark hair was flecked with quite a bit of grey. He also wore clothes that were a bit more mature, like slacks and button up shirts, along with his reading glasses, while David had always been more of a jeans-and-a-t-shirt type guy.
I had to admit that even though he was close to twenty years older than David, Daddy looked every bit as good, especially for a man in his forties. With bodies like those, it was obvious that both men had won the lottery when it came to good genes.
Why my mother thought money was worth giving up a man like Daddy for some wrinkled old geezer, I’d never know.
It was her loss.
Not that it was my gain, though.
Yeah, I got to spend time with him every once in a while, but nothing ever happened other than the fact that he’d stare at me on occasion. I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking about all those times. Were his thoughts as depraved as my own? Doubtful.
I knew I had no right thinking about Daddy that way, or David for that matter, but I just couldn’t stop. It was as if David’s dirty movie had awakened something inside of me, something strange and new, erotic and wanton. It was like I was possessed.
...
I knew my desperation had reached an all-time low when I came down for breakfast one Saturday morning, freshly showered and dressed in nothing but a pair of panties and a short, silky robe that had once belonged to my mother.
My wet hair was pulled back with a clip so it wouldn’t get in
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